#Old Man McGucket

[dandeleon]

FIDDLEFORD!!!!!! FRIDAY!!!!!!

[meowdyjac]

[Tw: Alcohol]

Two broken men celebrate the night

[bred-is-a-dumb-name]

Also some seasonal pfps I made for my sibling my partner and I :)))

(You're allowed to use them too if you want, just credit me <3)

[wav3y-zzz]

Mabel and her jokes

[screw-real-life-i-pick-fandoms]

I love when the show has an episode and like a thrid of the characters are played by the same person,

One if my favorite media things.

[skeleton---arts]

Managed to finish a doodle page in time for Fiddleford Friday :]

[futurevprophet]

i've been motivated to share my ideas for a horror game about fiddleford working on the portal with ford. yea these are screenshots from my insta i didn't care to transcribe

edit/new idea: it would be funny if there was a memory game element

[jubileebloom]

it's Fiddleford Friday!! today I offer you:

an idea for a post-canon design

a "Stanford what exactly am I agreeing to here"

and last, but not least,

senior citizens acting like middle schoolers

[thefallenangel2008]

I wanna draw an AU where Stan had a kid while he was homeless and asked Ford for help because now it wasn't the time to be selfish, he had a child he couldn't care for, so long story short Mystery Trio co-parenting.

[the-universal-sun]

Could you write some baby regressor Stan with cg Ford or Fidds? Tyy

I've never written about baby regression, and I'm not the most well versed in it, so forgive me if this is short. I still hope you enjoy this nonetheless, and thank you so much for your request!!! I really wanted to see more of CG Fidds, so I wrote exactly that!!! Please let me know what you think!!!

As always, I am open to helpful advice!

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     "Why hello there, Lil' Man, did'ya have a nice nap, baby?" Fiddleford cooed down to Stan from his chair sat next to the couch. It was around four in the afternoon, a bit late for one of Stan's naps, but Fiddleford thinks he's feeling smaller than usual, and he wouldn't blame him. He had such an overwhelming day yesterday, his coffee spilled, customer after customer screaming in his face for hours on end, and his shower went ice cold after just five minutes, nothing went right for his poor one yesterday, so Fiddleford was gearing up for a quiet day with lots and lot of cuddles, and it was indeed quiet, but the energy was off, Stan was off. He didn't play around like he usually did, no coloring or block building, he layed there or clung to Fiddleford and dozed off, only watching the television when a bright cartoon aimed at...very young children came on. The behavior was so similar to his Tate when he was very young that Fiddleford treated Stan that way. And it didn't seem like Stan was much inclined to argue

     Fiddleford smiled and booped Stan's nose as his boy blinked sleepily up at him from the couch, his little Teddy clutched in one hand and his worn quilt in the other. He smiled back at Fidds, one hand reaching up and grasping at his nose in an attempt to recreate to boop, the grasping just made Fidds laugh gently as to not startle Stan. His Little Man just airily laughed with him, his blanket on a course to his mouth before being redirected by Fidds with a "No, baby, that's for sleepin', not chewin' on, I've gotcha something better," he pops Stan's pacifier in his mouth, hoping to satisfy that urge to chew on something. He then helped Stan sit up, steadying him as he tries to heave him off the cushions and into the old wheelchair Fiddleford had been using to move Stan around for the parts of the day he wasn't in the mood for walking-as much as he loves his boy and loves to care for him when ge gets like this, he can only carry him around for so long before his back starts hurting, and he doesn't want to slip a disc with Stan feeling this young-cushioned with pillows and blankets to make it comfortable. With a "heave ho", Stan was succesfully placed in the wheelchair, happily too, as evidenced by his giggles and babbles. Which, Fiddleford loves hearing, his boy's happy babbling is like music to his ears. He rolls Stan from the livingroom to the kitchen, where he had a still warm sippy cup of milk waiting at the table. He briefly considers buying a bottle or two and modifying the lids to fit Stan's mouth before dismissing the thought as something to bring up when Stan's out of his fuzzy headspace.

     "Alright now, Papa's got some honey milk for your tummy, Lil' Man, nice and warm. Just let me hold it, m'kay?" Fiddleford feels his heart about melt when Stan just looks at him, wide eyed and happy, before opening his mouth and letting his pacifier fall on his lap. He just picks it up and sets it on the table before smoothing Stan's hair back, scratching the nape of his neck and earning another giggle. He's had to think about how this will go down during Stan's nap. He would've done it with Stan layed all snug in his lap on the couch, holding the sippy cup for Stan to sip and whatever pace he wanted, but Fidds didn't want him to be on the couch all day, knowing laying down after drinking the milk would put him right back to sleep. He then considered just sitting in a chair and having Stan on his lap as he holds the cup, but dispite Fidds being a good 3-4 inches taller, he would still have to have Stan scoot down until he was on the edge on his knees, which would be uncomfortable for both of them. So he'll just have Stan stay in this chair, bracketed with pillows and blankets, as Fidds sits on the arm of it, holding his sippy cup and petting his hair. It's not as cuddly as he wants, but this is what'll do...maybe they should get a bigger and comfier chair...

     Fiddleford brings the sippy cup up to Stan's mouth, tilting it forwards just slightly as his baby latches on and starts to sip at the sweet and warm milk, wishing there was a way he could capture to dazed look on Stan's face and the soft snuffles he makes as he drinks, the way he grips his plush, crushing it to his chest. As unprecedented as this day may have been, Fidds wouldn't have changed it for the world, there is no place he'd rather be in this moment. He's here for Stan, through the good and the bad, for when his mood sours and his mind goes hazy, for when his thoughts tilt on the side of childish. He's here for his boy, thick and thin, rain or shine, small or big.

[thora-otg-xp]

Fiddleford would have no mercy for powerless bill

[fiddlefordmcgucketzine]

We had our first Magma event over the weekend so here are some lovely drawings by some of our talented contributors! ✨

[thecluelessdoctor]

Happy fiddlenerd friday. I hate him and GRGRGRGR (I love him)

I accidentally draw him so fucking twinkish it is not intended. GUYS PLEASE REMEMBER THIS MAN WAS A HOG FARMER OKAY HES NOT A SMALL LIL TWINK HES JUST SCRAWNY.

[noodles-and-tea]

:(((

[skipppppy]

I think she’d respect his methodology

[miloheilo]

Same man I was before