Fiddleford And Ford's Creations, And Parallels

Fiddleford and Ford's creations, and parallels

Just a quick blurb on how Fiddleford and Ford parallel each other in regards to their own creations, considering the memory gun and the portal.

First of all, if you haven't read journal 3 then you're missing some context about Fiddleford and the memory gun; that is, that it was created after Fiddleford ended up staring into a gremloblin's eyes and saw his worst nightmare (due to Stanford insisting on stopping to sketch it). Afraid, Fiddleford then created the memory gun as a solution to deal with the fear.

Now what's fascinating is there interaction around the gun, because just as Fiddleford warned Ford against the dangers of the portal and begged him to not use it and destroy it, Ford also did that with the memory gun. He immediately points out the dangers of the gun, and tells Fiddleford to destroy it. And ultimately, both of them refuse to acknowledge the valid worry of the others; Ford refuses to shut down the portal and Fiddleford even going so far as to use the gun on Ford to keep the gun. They both cling to their creations; Ford out of desperation for acknowledgement which the portal will give him, while Fiddleford is motivated out of fear, and the comfort that the gun will give him through erasing his memory. They both are driven so strongly by these motivators that they will put their creation's wellbeing over the wellbeing of others; Fords preoccupation with the portal and his work to the point that he endangers Fiddleford, and Fiddleford literally using the device to erase Ford's memory unconsented.

And both of them in the end fall victim to their creations; Fiddleford loosing more and more of his memory until basically nothing remains, and Ford with the realization the portal leads to the nightmare realm, and heralds the apocalypse, and literally going through the portal himself. Both of them as a result of not heeding the others warnings end up serving penance for the next thirty years of their life, Fiddleford as the local crazy coot who lives in the dump, and Ford dimension hopping, narrowly avoiding capture by Bill, his life devoted to taking him down.

What's also interesting is both of them are driven to create these devices that ultimately ruin their lives out of their devotion and seeking acknowledgement from people they love. Fiddleford, who left his kid and wife to work from Ford, chooses to stay with Ford even though he's afraid, and creating the memory gun instead of leaving; and Ford, who makes the portal in tandem with Bill who he openly worships, who suggests the idea.

Even absent, both their creations continue to impact the town. Fiddleford with creating the Society of the Blind Eye, a cult who literally kidnaps and erases the town peoples memory unconsented, all centered around the memory gun; meanwhile, Ford leaves behind what becomes the mystery shack, and Stan who is left in his wake, works on the portal for the next thirty years to get it running again.

And in the same way, in the end, the danger of the portal and and the memory gun double back on themselves; it is the portal used in the hands of Stan that brings Ford back, even if the rift in space causes wierdmageddon, and it's Fiddleford's memory gun that allows them to defeat Bill. By the end of the show, both powerful tools are dismantled and destroyed, as they should have been originally. In much the same way, both Fiddleford and Ford find happy endings, reuniting with what they had lost.

Spoilers for Dead Static by underatomicskies on Ao3!

"Their first hug in a decade, and also their last"

- Chapter 21

The most confusing feeling is realizing you relate to Stan in a "small town mama's boy with a starving heart, who never really lost the roots of his hometown, never learned how to make connections, only enemies, and left a piece of himself back in that house" way, while also relating to Ford in a "pressures of being a golden child mean you're always tethered to nothing, dreaming of more, starving to fly even when your gifts are held higher than yourself, and maybe you'll never change the world like everyone said you would" way.

And that maybe these things need each other, in a twisted sort of way. Maybe they live hand in hand. Maybe they share a twin bed.

Love not having a ”””fandom””” specific blog. Something new will just consume my mind and everyone has to accept it. My house

Maybe this is the wrong platform to pose this question given the average tumblr user but

Is it just me or did our generation (those of is who are currently 20-30 ish) just not get the opportunity to be young in the 'standard' sense?

Like, everyone I talk to who's over 40 has all their wild stories about their teens and 20s, being young and dumb, and then I talk to my friends and coworkers and classmates, and we just... dont.

i love being in active fandoms because i keep seeing soooo many theories and being like "Oooo yesss, i love that idea! It would work perfectly and make so much sense!" and then seeing a totally different theory that contradicts the first one also also being like "Fuck yessss! Great theory! Gotta love this theory!"