i’m realizing that my villains of valley view fanfiction is essentially just my 12 year old henry danger fanfiction just reversed
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i’m realizing that my villains of valley view fanfiction is essentially just my 12 year old henry danger fanfiction just reversed
phoebe: “besides, we could all use the fresh air!”
max: “it’s not like there isn’t air inside.”
Do you ever think you'll stop drawing fanart? No offense it just seems like the kind of thing you're supposed to grow out of. I'm just curious what your plans/goals are since it isn't exactly an art form that people take seriously.
Ah, fanart. Also known as the art that girls make.
Sad, immature girls no one takes seriously. Girls who are taught that it’s shameful to be excited or passionate about anything, that it’s pathetic to gush about what attracts them, that it’s wrong to be a geek, that they should feel embarrassed about having a crush, that they’re not allowed to gaze or stare or wish or desire. Girls who need to grow out of it.
That’s the art you mean, right?
Because in my experience, when grown men make it, nobody calls it fanart. They just call it art. And everyone takes it very seriously.
It’s interesting though — the culture of shame surrounding adult women and fandom. Even within fandom it’s heavily internalized: unsurprisingly, mind, given that fandom is largely comprised by young girls and, unfortunately, our culture runs on ensuring young girls internalize *all* messages no matter how toxic. But here’s another way of thinking about it.
Sports is a fandom. It requires zealous attention to “seasons,” knowledge of details considered obscure to those not involved in that fandom, unbelievable amounts of merchandise, and even “fanfic” in the form of fantasy teams. But this is a masculine-coded fandom. And as such, it’s encouraged - built into our economy! Have you *seen* Dish network’s “ultimate fan” advertisements, which literally base selling of a product around the normalization of all consuming (male) obsession? Or the very existence of sports bars, built around the link between fans and community enjoyment and analysis. Sport fandom is so ingrained in our culture that major events are treated like holidays (my gym closes for the Super Bowl) — and can you imagine being laughed at for admitting you didn’t know the difference between Supernatural and The X Files the way you might if you admit you don’t know the rules of football vs baseball, or basketball?
“Fandom” is not childish but we live in a culture that commodified women’s time in such away that their hobbies have to be “frivolous,” because “mature” women’s interests are supposed to be marriage, family, and overall care taking: things that allow others to continue their own special interests, while leaving women without a space of their own.
So think about what you’re actually saying when you call someone “too old” for fandom. Because you’re suggesting they are “too old” for a consuming hobby, and I challenge you to answer — what do you think they should be doing instead?
#I love the fact I’m ‘weird’ for writing fic but some guy painting a team logo on his beer belly is normal
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This whole modern approach is also seriously undermining just how important fanfiction is - from a historical standpoint.
The concept of fanfiction formed and forged the earliest stages of literature in Europe. Because the majority of authors in France, Germany and Great Britain looked at that funky little Celtic dude Arthur and thought “hey, he’s neat. I wanna write about him”.
The entire concept of a book outside of religious purposes was born out of fanfiction in my country.
There is no “first canon” for Arthur where he came as the prince of Camelot, with his sidekicks Lancelot and Merlin and his endgame love interest Gwen.
Arthur was some random hunter when he started out.
Someone’s fanfiction made him a prince.
Someone else’s fanfiction gave him a round table.
Someone else’s fanfiction gave him Merlin at his side.
Someone else’s fanfiction gave him Morgana, gave him Gwen, gave him his swords.
And, to this day, we still write Arthurian fanfiction. Literally last year there was a movie adaptation that is, by all intends and purposes, fanfiction, because it wasn’t even close to a literal adaptation of the source material (The Kid Who Would Be King). Heck, BBC’s Merlin, itself an Arthurian fanfiction, remains one of the biggest fandoms that people today write for on AO3.
You were a joke in the middle ages if you tried to write your own stuff. Who’s interested in your stuff? You were only a respected author if you wrote fanfiction. The most famous medieval German authors are famous because they wrote fanfiction about some knightly OCs they created who served on Arthur’s court. That is the literary legacy of the middle ages. Arthurian fanfiction.
Yet somewhere along the way, this concept of “I find x story/element cool and want to elaborate on it more, shift the focus onto an aspect of this original source material” has gotten this “eh, it’s fanfiction” connotation and lost respect.
Even though this very concept is still being used - even outside of the actual medium of fanfiction - and it is still being used for the very same purpose it was used for in medieval times. Original movies often don’t get as much recognition as adaptations of existing source material that the audience is familiar with. People see a movie about a character they’re familiar with and seem more inclined to buy a ticket to see the 10th new interpretation of Batman or Superman or Snow White. How are these new interpretations of familiar source material that usually add to the lore, reinterpret characterizations and dynamics, any different from fanfiction?
But heaven forbid we call The Dark Knight Nolan’s Batman fanfiction. No, fanfiction is that silly thing that we can’t take seriously, but that new Joker movie, that however is high-end art.
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This. Fanfiction is variations on an existing theme, simultaneously making use of and satisfying people’s existing love for a story that they’re happy to consume more of, and cultivating the synergy between an existing story/mythos and a new author who, in interacting with characters they’d never have created themselves, creates something that neither they nor any of the story’s previous tellers could have made all by themselves.
Fanfiction is the new whole being greater than the sum of its parts, and fanfiction is the story being made limitless, retelling by retelling, and it is wonderful.
It’s also worth noting that Batman himself only came into being because of The Scarlet Pimpernel, a series of books about an extravagantly rich foppish playboy by day, daring hero in disguise by night (I mean, loosely. He also fopped by night and heroed by day, but you get my drift). Written by a woman no less.
Batman is a transformative work with a modernised crime-fighting SP but also borrowing strongly from earlier comic books, and yet it is seen as definitive.
Coming back here to say that I think the derision for fanart also has some of its roots in our capitalist hellscape.
It’s the age old “If thing not make you money, why you care about thing?” that’s so prevalent in the system. Of course some people do make money with their fanart, but I think that is still part of the scorn.
It’s supposed to be something you do not just for fun, but for practice, people like this think. Once you’re good at it, you can drop it and make money by focusing on your OCs and original work!
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Couldn’t agree more. Fan art and fic are absolutely valid. We really need to stop putting an age limit on fun as well!
Funnily enough, my Mum sent me this just today. It was in the front of the Doctor Who book she’d just purchased. (My Mum’s in her 70btw… tell her she’s too old for fandom, I dare you…)
Fandom, fanart, and fanfiction is for everyone. No, it isn’t something you “have” to grow out of. If it brings you joy, then who cares?
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As much as I understand the impulse to link modern-day fanfic and fanart to earlier forms of iterative or transformative storytelling, I actually don’t think it’s a necessary justification.
In modern fandom, in some ways the subversion is the point. The stolen-ness is the point. There’s a reason the book was called Textual Poachers, and not Textual Inheritors Of A Totally Legtimate Literary Tradition.
Fanfic fandom as we experience it today exists because of modern IP and copyright laws which simply weren’t a factor in how earlier stories were written and published. It’s a reaction to a system where you can’t just jump in with your cool new Knight of the Round Table, because their modern-day equivalents are private property. The cultural sandbox is no longer open to anyone who wants to play; the commons of story has been enclosed.
So we built our own. We said, okay, you don’t want anyone else to play with your toys? Your action figures have to stay in the box? Well, fine. We’ve made our own, out of rags and play-doh and ratty old Barbies, and we’re going to play with them how we like. We’re going to make them kiss! There’s nothing you can do about it!
We looked at an environment where the stories we wanted were not being told, where we could only find them in fragments at the edges and interstices of mass culture. we built a space and a community where those stories could exist. The owners of mass culture can’t confer or withdraw legitimacy to those stories; legitimacy is irrelevant here. We don’t need it from them, and we don’t need to appeal to older literary traditions for it either.
I’m 35, I draw since I remember, and no cone could stop me to making fanart! 💖
henry, to charlotte: “please stop talking about math while i’m eating.”
how come we never stopped to think and realize that henry danger is a dumbass fucking show title
Y’all are out there shipping fucking thundercest of all things when u have Phoebe/Cherry literally RIGHT THERE
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just found out jack griffo slid into another girl’s dms within 48 hours of breaking up with his most recent girlfriend/MOVING IN WITH HER
i hate men /hj
I'm just sayin if Henry has/had a son, he'd name the kid after Ray
Did I plan out Henry's entire adulthood with one of my instagram roleplay friends? Yes BSSVVDHD
was that friend me? yeah
Charlotte Page deserved better.
I’m sure we all know that, but now that I’ve had time to accept the end for what it is, now I can go back to being pissy about how she was treated for the remainder of the series.
Charlotte already started off as a stereotype. She was the black best friend that rolled her eyes at white stupidity, engaged in snark and sarcasm, and huffed and side-eyed situations while being by Henry’s side.
Then somewhere along Season 5, she became the butt of all jokes from being the smart, perfect, rational one??? When previously in the series, Charlotte and Schwoz were pretty much joined at the hip to save the day while in the Man Cave and it didn’t matter how smart and rational she was then.
Season 5 turned her into the know-it-all black girl. The one who’s always right, but for some reason, the white writers think it’s funny for her to be attacked for it episode after episode when it’s really not funny.
Charlotte went from being such a key piece in the series to Henry’s character growth and emotional development by being there for him to just sitting in the Man Cave and barely having speaking lines that don’t result in her being lambasted for just talking.
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And another thing.
I wanted Henry’s breaking point to be little by little instead of him not graduating being the final blow.
I wanted to see Henry walking into school for his senior year with his best friends at his side in excitement.
I wanted to see him missing basic traditions like Spirt Week and getting mad he couldn’t dress up with his friends.
I wanted to see him in a tuxedo on his way to prom when Ray tells him there’s an emergency and Henry ends up missing the whole thing.
I wanted to see Henry stumble into senior breakfast from pulling an all-nighter and smelling like smoked honey after blowing up the Bee Keeper’s factory.
I wanted to see him sleep-deprived with a comedically large coffee cup like in season 1 where he’s trying to balance it all.
And then when Charlotte and Jasper start getting acceptance letters in the mail and talk about their different paths, and all Henry gets are rejections, that’s when he explodes.
That’s when he tells Ray he’s done not having his own life for once. Then, while Henry takes his life back for a little bit, Ray struggles with not having a sidekick and admits how important Henry was and how much of his life he truly stole from him before we went into the finale.
That would’ve been everything.
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Cat Santos’s mouse cursor hovered over the link. From “Dystopia University Admissions”, it read in 12 pt. Arial font, just like the rest of her emails. But unlike all of them, the message was starred and highlighted in yellow, signaling it unread. It had been sent at 6:58, exactly three minutes ago. Cat had been sitting at her desk, just looking at the sender, barely reading, and just looking at the words “Dystopia University” until they merged together into a blur.
Just click it, the tiny voice in her head said. The little voice in her head sounded like Nellie Bly, a journalist in the late 1800s who went undercover as an insane person to report on the brutality of mental asylums. Or rather, what Cat thought sounded like Nellie Bly. In her mind, Nellie spoke with a very slight New York accent, and her voice was slightly raspy. She often called Cat “kid”. What’s waiting gonna do, kid? Change your results?
The tiny, Nellie-sounding voice in her mind was right. The decision was already made. It was just up to Cat to find out.
“Okay,” Cat said quietly. “Here we go.”
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she’s a work in progress.
wow i can’t believe knight squad ended before i could re-edit, rewrite, and republish my arc fanfic