Fiddauthor Week four -Day 7 -Post-Weirdmaggedon -A Ford and Fidds after they got married as they now rekindle there old bond and get to know each other again.

Fiddauthor Week four -Day 6 -Parallel Fiddauthor/a better world au -This is them in a better alternate universe where they can get married and live in peace and harmony together forever. (Based a little bit off of one of tortoisefeet’s works) Decided they look better when not inked or colored.

Fiddauthor Week four -Day 5 -Something sweet/sappy/fluffy -I decided that this sketch was so well done, that I’m not going to color it…..just YET! I’ll need to go purchase the correct Copic marker colors first, so…yeah :P But anyway! This was an art piece of tortoisefeet that I re-drew! (One carrying the other)

Fiddauthor Week four -Day 3 -Hurt/Comfort -Fidds taking Ford’s hand to try and reassure him and tell him that it’s okay to be different and have six fingers and he shouldn’t let other people tell him otherwise.

Fiddauthor Week four -Day 4 -Awkwardness/Crushing -That moment when Fidds finally realizes that he has a HUGE crush on his best friend and roommate, Stanford Pines. And Ford is sitting there like…uhhhh…should I be worried?

Fiddauthor Week four -Day 3 -Hurt/Comfort -Fidds taking Ford’s hand to try and reassure him and tell him that it’s okay to be different and have six fingers and he shouldn’t let other people tell him otherwise.

Fiddauthor Week four- Day 2- Cuddles/Snuggles/Sharing a bed Some Cuddeling/hugging Fiddauthor for Fiddauthor-week-four!

Fiddauthor week four -Day 1 -Something silly -They switch glasses for a day to see who will last the longest without there own glasses. (I know it looks a lot like tortoisefeet’s stuff, but I can’t help it! I just LOVE the art style!!) @bananaquits/@standforford (Fiddauthor Week 4)

I am very late to @fiddauthor-week-four, but here’s the one I could come up with! Day 5: Something sweet!

They’re at a fair and resting their tired feet for a moment.

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i was gonna submit some hcs for day 7 of @fiddauthor-week-four, but i’m too lazy to organize them, so take this old doodle instead

i really don’t draw post-weirdmaggedon fiddauthor enough, which is honestly a crime

Fiddauthor “Post-Weirdmaggedon”

It was the kids’s birthday. They were now officially teenagers. Even while Stanford had known them for only a short time he still found himself surprised as he watched them unwrap their presents from the whole town.

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Mistakes (FiddAuthor)

Based off of @metalatiasgravityfalls piece here.

I am also submitting this for @fiddauthor-week-four, sorry it’s like the last second!

It had taken him what had seemed like days to carry him home, the convulsing man cradled in his arms nearly falling from his own shaking arms multiple times. “Sssh, I’m right here.” The voice was meant to be soothing, but you could hear the barely repressed hysteria. The injured man was laid on a table, papers and cups clattering to the ground as it was cleaned off in a hurry. “I’m sorry…” The screams of agony began moments later, large several inch-long quills being carefully but painfully being pulled from reddened skin. Thankfully there were no needle-like quills to worry about, the screams turning to whimpers as the skin was treated and bandaged up. The convulsing began to die down, however the shaking remained as neurotoxin worked its way through the scrawny body of the unfortunate scientist lying on the table. His companion reassured him throughout the night, only closing his eyes for sleep when the shaking stop and his whimpers subsided, one small hand held within a much larger hand. “S-S-Stanferd?” The voice was shaky and uncertain, the man called Stanford snapping awake in moments to cradle the other man. He could feel small arms wrapping around him, as if releasing Stanford would bring about something terrible. “Never again Fiddleford…I am so so sorry.” Stanford apologized, cradling Fiddleford close to him with a relieved sigh. “Just stay with me…” The southern man sighed, curling close to Stanford as he was carried to bed, his wish granted as his partner held Fiddleford close to his chest, murmuring comfortingly as he fell back asleep. Fiddleford was not far behind, his nightmares nonexistent as he focused on the comforting presence beside him.

Friendly reminder that late submissions are still open until Friday, August 4!

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you know how I said I had two fiddauthor playlists?? I lied. there was one more in me, specifically for the college boys

i guess this is my latebreaking addition to @fiddauthor-week-four

my old college buddy // i remember when i found out about chemistry

Day 6