#fiddstan

[idlechili]

Rare fiddstan art?! Jk I have some in the drafts as well but some are also not too appropriate to post here if you catch my drift

ANYWAYS they’re so stupid I need to hit them with a cardboard tube

I love Stan and his stupid dad jokes

[thecluelessdoctor]

ONE MORE OF THEM I SWEAR

AUGH CRIES

(again, a note, the fiddleford design belongs to my bud @bebackthen and their Fiddleford blog! Check them out or I will steal your eyes)

GAY. GAY PEOPLE.

(ignore the fact I forgot Stan's scar, shut up)

SEE WHAT I MEAN LOOK AT THEM

BLOWING. THEM. UP!!!

[oneofthefreaksford]

"My Muse? Where are you?"

One of the Freaks AU Ford, he's a henchmaniac and in a relationship with his Bill, genuinely on his side (here the Henchmaniacs are literally Bill's friends who are also freaks)

He's a major simp and will flirt with any Bill he encounters

He's also confused about the other universe Ford's not loving their Bills (his didn't betray him)

If there's any questions about this AU, ask away :D

Here's how he looks like!

(Magic gloves allow him to have powers :D gifted to him by Bill)

Mod text is purple, Ford speaking is blue, description of what he does is white

no specific DNI's except the usual incest/pedophila/zoophilia/excessive hate etc etc, but I will block if I'm feeling uncomfortable

Ships canon to this AU are BillFord and FiddleStan

go ham in the askbox, he's lonely as fuck /j

[the-universal-sun]

if you don't mind could you write regressed Stan falling sick, with fiddleford and/or Stanford taking care of him?

It's totally okay if you don't want to write it but if you do Thanks very much :)

I decided to do Fiddleford as Stan’s caretaker for this one! I’m trying to take turns, you know! Please let me know how you like it!!

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Stan can feel Fidds’ eyes on him as he plays with some wooden blocks, a pout forming on his lips. Fidds was overreacting, he wasn’t sick or nothing. His nose is just runny and he has a little cough. Only a tickle in his throat, a constant one. He sniffles as he brings his cup of orange juice, his favorite, up to his mouth and sucks it down, his throat feeling more ticklish than ever, making him cough while drinking his juice. Which causes him to start choking on it as Fidds rushes over to help. Who’s Stan kidding? He feels icky all over, he just didn’t want to be fussed over because what if Fidds became annoyed with him? Got tired of looking after him and left? He doesn’t know what he’s do without Fidds.

“Stanley! Ohmagosh! Are you alright!? Breathe, baby, breathe.” Fidds thumped on Stan’s back, getting all the juice out his throat. Stan coughs and wheezes, his sore throat feeling worse than it is. He sniffles again, this time from the need to cry. He tries to hold it in, but he feels so awful and he aches all over and he choked on his favorite juice! He just wants to cuddle in bed with his blankie and stuffies and Fidds!

“Oh there, Sugar Bug, ‘S alright, I’ve got ya. That was mighty scary huh?” No, Fidds! Well, yes! It was scary but Stan’s not crying because of that, he’s crying because…because…because he’s sick and tired! He whines and shakes his head, burying it in Fidds chest when the movement makes his head hurt and go all spinny.

“Oh? What’s the matter, hmm? It wasn’t scary? Or are ya’ crying because it made you feel bad?” Fidds stroked Stan’s sweaty curls and paused, “Oh now, I think it know the problem. You’ve got sick, I can feel your fever and I bet that’s not the only thing going on,” Stan whines and shakes his head, softer, again, “Okay now, it’s time to get you in bed and get some med-ah rest. Rest!” Stan gets up with prompting, his legs feel shaky, so they walk super slowly and Fidds makes him put a hand on the wall when they go up the stairs so he doesn’t slip.

Stan grumbles and coughs a bit as he’s slipped in bed, Fidds tucking Poindexter and his blankie tightly around him. “A good think you still got yer jammies on, now ain’t it? Now stay right there, I’m gonna get some juice and a cold cloth for you.” Stan wonders where Fidds thought he’d go. He snuggles down deeper into the warmth of his blankie, absently chewing on Poindexters ear. He still feels icky, but he’s now cozy and sleepy, his eyes feel heavy, like he can barely keep them open.

“Come now, Darlin’, sit up for me a little. Gotta get this juice in ya’” Stan whines as Fidds helps him sit up. Doesn’t he know Stan’s sick? He needs to lay down and sleep. He scrunches up his face as he drinks his juice with Fidds’ help, it tastes different. It tastes kind of icky, but it’s probably because he’s sick, right? Things don’t taste right when you’re sick, that what he’s always been told. Stan doesn’t know why Fidds looks so nervous when he’s drinking his juice, or why he sighs when he finishes. He doesn’t really care to think right now, he feels heavy, warm and heavy. He shivers when a cold wash cloth is placed on his forehead, he doesn’t remember laying back down, but it must’ve been Fidds’ doing.

“Just get some sleep now, Pumpkin, I’ll be here the entire time.” Stan’s blankie and stuffy is tucked in with him again, Fidds slipping a pacifier in his mouth when he goes to chew on Poindexter’s ear again. He isn’t super achy anymore, but he is so tired. He can barely hear the story being read to him, but he cuddles his face against Fidds’ hip anyways. Stan was being so silly earlier, of course he wasn’t going to be abandoned for being sick, not by Fidds at least. This shows that Fidds loves him. And he loves Fidds. He loves his Papa.

Stan smiles behind the pacifier as he feels a gently hand brush against his head and pulling him closer.

[djkitty78]

[slightlyartist]

I keep getting mad at Ford so as per a Twitter request I doodled Fiddlestan because at least SOMEONE would appreciate Fidds' gifts smh

[fiddlingford]

Guys

GUYS

GUYSSS!!!!!

Climb him like a tree amirit

[brawcolie]

everyone knows i'm in over my head!!!!

[derpwithit]

A mother and her little free spirit

I'd like to imagine a world where, while Fidds is helping Stan get Ford back from the portal, he mentions faking his death and how only his ma and one FBI agent showed up to his funeral.

“…so, long story short, never let me plan a funeral!”

“Ha! Lord, I can’t imagine the look on your mothers face when ya told her the whole thing was fake. I reckon she gave you an earful!”

“Wha? Oh, uh. Yea.” Stan turns away, not meeting Fidds eyes.

“…Stan.”

“…”

“Stanley Pines, do not tell me your Ma is still out there thinking you’re 6 feet under.”

“…well, I won’t tell you if you want-“

“STANLEY- ”

And then mama pines gets reunited with stan through the power of Fiddleford and works at the mystery shack giving Totally Legit Fortune Readings ™

[consultingdemiwitch]

Fiddstan Palo Alto AU -

A Fiddleford making computermajigs in his garage stumbles upon a Stan down on his luck. They become business partners

[qoolk]

Thanks to ezjik now I’m in this werewolf/vampire fiddstan club too

[knockknockwhosthereartistism]

Lore accurate Fiddlestan

Og source^

[thecluelessdoctor]

"I want to Forget"

"I want to remember"

"just this once"

I SPENT

TWO HOURS ON THIS SIZHHSBS AND HAD SOMMUCH FUN!!!!

ErM scene from one of the.. plot points on my Stan blog (go look at it btw)

Anyway! The fiddleford design is ONCE MORE, made by my friend @bebackthen (pls tell me if my tagging is annoying you ajdbudsb)

if you liked this please reblog I spent. So long on this lmao

[bak3ry]

stan helping to light fiddleford’s cigarette UGHHHH

also editted my brush and i love it a 100x more now

[xojhi]

A dollar ring

[orbitalbeetle]

FIDDLESTAN DUMPPPP i've been gravity falls-ing it up on twitter atm