David Harbour in Stranger Things 1.05 (2016)
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David Harbour in Stranger Things 1.05 (2016)
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You don’t tug on superman’s cape
You don’t spit into the wind
You don’t pull the mask off that old lone ranger
And you don’t mess around with Jim
🤠
The great thing about fanfiction is that it’s Fan. Fiction.
You wanna make it non-canon compliant? Do it, boo. It’s your story. Write the way you wished it had gone. Write the characters making a different choice. Fix the universe where you think it failed. Follow the guidelines or don’t. This fanfic is yours! Write and have fun with it.
You wanna make the story canon? With all the history and pairings perfect? You do it, darling. Figure out what happens after the main storyline is done. Figure out what would happen in that unseen/unwritten moment. Come up with a brilliant story for the characters and have them work it out with the history they’ve already been given. Write that fanfic the way you want to and have fun!
You wanna write an AU? You do just that, my dear. Write the characters in a world they’ve never been in. Use all your favorite tropes, or create something new. Have them act differently to things because it’s a new experience. Write a world you wished they’d lived in. Write your fic in whatever world you want because it’s your fanfic and you should have fun with it.
You wanna write a crossover? Freaking do it, babe. Have your characters meet characters from another story. Make them friends, enemies, roommates, or lovers. Make them all of the above. Combine two universes or set them up in one.
Write characters who are OOC, or write them in character. Write them in a way that fits your headcanons. Write them in a way that makes them come even more alive in your eyes. Write scenes that make your soul ache. That make you smile and laugh so hard you cry. That make you excited to keep coming back to these characters.
Too many people out there will criticize and judge you on how you write your story. But it’s yours. Not theirs. It’s your Fan. Fiction. You are the fan creating the masterpiece. Nobody is allowed to tell you what you can or can’t write for your story.
Tldr: Write the story you want to write. Have fun. Fan Fiction is for you to write the story you wish had happened.
THIS.
This hiatus is the WOORRSSSTTTTTT give me season 3 already, there’s only so much of this waiting around nonsense I can do. Also, @starmaammke, you requested a jopper pic like AGGGGEES ago, and it’s actually been nearly done for a while and I may get round to posting someday, but truthfully I’m not 100% happy with it. But I haven’t forgotten about you!
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I have nothing else to say.
“I love the fan interactions in general! Like, I think that’s part of the reason why I do it.”
Gary been spreading those Jopper rumours…
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Ok but if this isn’t David Harbour conforming #jopper then I’ll eat my Sherrif’s hat.
ok but Joyce Byers is literally mom goals.
Your son goes missing, you crash through protocol to get straight to the chief of police. Yell. Make him understand. Go OFF.
The phone rings. it’s breathing. HIS breathing. You know cause he’s your baby. You’ve listened to him breath since the moment he was born. Inhale. Exhale. It’s him.
The lights start misbehaving. You notice, cause your in-tune. You can FEEL your kid. Follow them.
Speak to him, build the wall of lights and DON’T GIVE A FUCK who thinks you are crazy because they don’t matter. You boy does. He needs you despite all of this being so far out side the realm of normality and logic. Fuck Logic.
You kid is in DANGER.
So you get your weapons. TEAR HOLES IN THE WALLS CAUSE HES IN THERE SOMEWHERE. You refuse to accept anything less than him safe. Not his body. Not dead. No, because you KNOW.
Follow the clues, follow the signs. Get help for Hop, FUCK the people who look at you weird.
Go OFF on the grey haired Mouth breather who you KNOW is the reason for all of this. You want to tear him apart with your rage.
WALK THROUGH A PORTAL TO ANOTHER DIMENSION, no idea whats in there, no idea what monster could tear you to shreds. It don’t matter. Your boy is in there. Get him.
Bring him home and he’s alive and you did it all, despite the world against you.
That is mom goals.