a twinge of cringe

she/her, user is 21+ !!! gravity falls and tadc biggirlscantcry on ao3 ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

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masterpost!!

i realized it might be nice to have a little intro/masterpost so here ya gooooo!!!

anyways some fun facts about me/get to know me shit: i'm ella (she/her)!! and i am a hurt/comfort fic writer who LOVES gravity falls and the amazing digital circus way too much. i have been writing fics since december of 2024 and i've been editing since summer of 2024 (editing account is linked below)!! feel free to reach out and chat anytime!!! <3

all of my art (i use the term art loosely) can be found under the tag #biggirlscantcryscribbles

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DO NOT TAG ANY OF MY WORK AS STANC*ST OR INC*ST. i very rarely post any ship art in general (and when i do it is tadc), so PLEASE assume all of my work is platonic unless otherwise specified.

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they’re in love or whatever

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btw if you follow my editing account, i got tiktok back and will be posting on there!!! :)

[coniferouspines]

The Cuddle Bug AU

The cuddle bug: an other-dimensional sickness, one that presents with flu-like symptoms and mental distress unless the afflicted individual is in physical contact with another person, which calms the sickness. Treatment is consistent and prolonged physical contact with another to aid in recovery.

Two possible scenarios:

Ford contracts the cuddle bug during his time dimension hopping, and comes down with the illness shortly after Stan successfully reopens the portal and brings him back home. Ford is aware of what the cuddle bug is after having encountered it before, but is hesitant to tell his family about it.

Eventually, Dipper notices Ford getting sicker and sicker, and manages to get the truth out of him. Dipper then offers to help Ford get better, and also tells Mabel. Mabel is always down for cuddles and willing to help, but sees an opportunity to get her uncles to bridge the gap between them.

So Mabel tells Stan, who doesn’t believe her at first. He’s only convinced once he sees the proof of how ill Ford has gotten, and Mabel and Dipper work to convince Stan to help Ford get better. Stan is against it and Ford is against it, but the kids are persistent. And in the end, Stan would do just about anything for his brother.

Cue family cuddle pile to ease Ford’s symptoms and help him recover from the illness.

OR

Ford contracts the cuddle bug not long after he begins exploring Gravity Falls. At first, he has no idea what the illness is, because it can’t be found outside of Gravity Falls. He slowly gets sicker and sicker and medications are not helping. It’s a gnome or some anomaly that eventually informs him about the cuddle bug.

Ford theorizes the bug is an other-dimensional sickness that slipped between the cracks into Gravity Falls. Hearing about what the apparent cure for the illness is makes him scoff. Surely he doesn’t need to cuddle with anyone to get over it. That part is probably made up.

Except he gets sicker. And sicker. And his mental health deteriorates. He can’t work in his condition, and despite all his studying about the bug, Ford has not found any sort of cure. Growing desperate to get better, Ford finally caves and decides to try the physical contact route.

Except he doesn’t know anyone in town, and the one friend he made in university just got married. He debates calling his mother, but she’d never be able to come out to Gravity Falls on her own, his father would come with her. Ford does not want Filbrick to find out about any of this.

Really, in the end, there was only ever one person Ford would be willing to call about such an issue. It ends up being really not that difficult to get Stan to agree to come see him.

Stan is highly skeptical about this “cuddle bug” sickness Ford tells him about, but he hopes this could be a chance to reconcile with his brother. And it does turn out that way, after lots of arguing and yelling and cuddling. Ford finally starts to recovery with the physical contact, and their relationship starts to recover as well.

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if you know my writing at all then you know sick ford is my fuckin jam so obviously i had to write smtn

also, because of subject matter i want to put this first- pls don’t tag as stancest, as it was not written in any way to be ship work.

anyways here’s cuddlebug slopdrabble (but i sort of went the direction of ford sending a vague ass letter because he’s embarrased LMAOOO)

“Ford?” Stan knocks harder. “Ford, open the goddamn door.”

Christ. Fuckin’ figures. Ford’s the one who sent him that cryptic ass note, asking him to come here, no indication of what the hell he needs help with, and now, he won’t even open the door.

“Ford, you don’t open the door in ten seconds, I’m goin’!”

An empty threat, and he knows it. He just hopes that Ford doesn’t know it. Ford, who asked him to come here after ten years of absolutely no contact.

It’s stupid to hope that it’s simply because he misses his brother. That he wants to… make amends, maybe? Stupid. Stan knows better than that. He doesn’t hope. He doesn’t.

One.

“Ford, you asked me to come!!”

Two.

“Open up!”

Three.

“I’m seriou–”

He’s interrupted by a thud sound, along with the sound of plastic hitting wood.

“Ford?! Everythin’ okay?”

No response.

Shit.

The words on the postcard come back to Stan– please come!

“I’m comin’ in!”

He rams his shoulder at the door. It wobbles. He rams his shoulder again. Again, again, again, and his heart is fucking pounding, and he’s not worried, he isn’t, he shouldn’t even care at all–

The door breaks off the hinges.

Stan runs in.

Ford is on the ground. He’s slightly curled up, a blanket and plastic bowl nearby on the ground. His face is upturned, one arm stretched out, almost like he’s searching, crawling forward.

“Hey, woah, Ford, you– you okay?”

Ford coughs and twitches. “Stan– Stanley…” He coughs again.

“Shit.” Stan kneels down beside him. “What’s goin’ on? Are you sick?”

A weak, pitiful nod. Any anger Stan held against his brother fades away, surely to be felt some other day. For now, he’s just fucking terrified. The pieces immediately fit together in his brain– please come!

Ford needs help.

“What happened? What can I do?” God, it must be bad if Ford called him. It must be really, really bad– something terminal, maybe? No, no, no, that can’t– no– “Ford, say somethin’.”

“Stan,” Ford mutters, hoarse. “You came.”

“Yeah, yeah, it’s me. I came. How can I help?”

“Need–” Another nasty cough. “Sick–”

“I can see that. We should get you to a hospital, why– why didn’t you–”

“Don’ need hospital, n-now that you’re here–”

“Ford–”

Suddenly, with strength Stan could’ve in no way assumed Ford had at the moment, Ford lunges at Stan and sends them both tumbling to the ground. He gasps as his brother, his older brother, buries his head into Stan’s chest and wraps his arms tightly around Stan’s waist. Stan is shocked and frozen for a moment, afraid to move, afraid to speak, to breathe, to do anything.

Of all the ways he expected to go, all the scenarios he played out in his mind, this was never, ever one of them.

Ford must be really, badly sick.

“Ford, we need to get you to a hospital.”

“No–” Ford coughs. “No, can explain–”

“No, listen, you’re sick.” He starts to pull away. “You need–”

“NO!” Ford clings on tighter, like a damn koala. “I can explain. I-I will, but just– you have to stay. Please.”

He sounds so desperate that Stan can’t move. He ruined his brother’s life, how could he ever deny Ford’s first request in ten years?

“Okay, I-I will, but–”

“I will explain,” Ford says, hoarse, but suddenly sounding a bit more lucid, “P-Promise.” He sniffles loudly. “Don’t move. Don’t– don’t move.”

“I won’t,” Stan breathes. “I won’t.”

Slowly, he scoops Ford up and pulls him in closer, keeping his arms securely around him, like he might fall apart at any moment. Ford hums softly and shivers.

“Good.” Another sniffle. Stan is pretty sure his nose is running onto Stan’s shirt, but he can’t really be bothered to care. “S’ helping.”

“Okay… that’s– that’s good, I guess.” Stan clears his throat. “Wanna… wanna tell me what’s goin’ on?”

“Sick.”

“Yeah, I figured.”

Sniffle. “Studying– studying anomalies. I found out about– this sickness.”

“Wait, wait, you’re tellin’ me you got some fuckin’… science fiction disease?”

“Kind of. Mutated oxycontin is released into your body.”

“English, Six.”

“S’ a hormone. Makes you want physical closeness. But this kind isn’t meant for humans.” He yawns. “Makes you sick. You can recover if you satiate the oxycontin.”

“I’m gonna need you to put this in simpler terms,” Stan deadpans.

Ford makes a frustrated noise, as if it’s so obvious. “I don’t know how much clearer I can make this.”

“Jesus. Typical,” Stan mutters.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Oh, you know, just nice to see you haven’t changed. Still an arrogant–”

“That’s not–” Ford growls. “You’re the one who wrecked–”

“If you’re just gonna throw shit in my face, I’m leavin’.” He starts to get up, slightly afraid of what might happen if they go down this road. He knows, ultimately, the blame is his to take. It just feels a little bit like admitting defeat to pick it up. “Nice to see you–”

“NO–!” Ford scrambles after him and clings on tighter, at this point curled up in Stan’s lap, and coughs harshly. He chokes on the air for a few moments as Stan rubs his back.

Then Ford looks up at him.

“Please stay. I-I need–” he inhales deeply. “I need you here right now.”

Stan can’t speak, at that.

“To satiate the oxycontin, and ultimately– er, use it up, essentially” Ford mutters, “you have to give it what it wants.”

Stan clears his throat.

“So… to fix you up…?”

“Physical closeness,” Ford says, sounding ashamed. “A-And I didn’t… I didn’t know who else I could’ve–”

Stan bursts out laughing. “Ford– y-you’re kiddin’!”

“I’m not.” Ford sniffles. “And, actually, it’s rather serious.”

“Cuz you let it be,” Stan fires back, still wheezing out laughter. “Cuz you were too– too embarrassed to ask someone to–”

“Don’t say it–”

“CUDDLE!” Stan cuts himself off with laughter, but he doesn’t dare hold his twin any more loosely.

Jesus. A fucking… cuddle bug.

This just might be the funniest thing in the world.

Obviously, yeah, he wants Ford to get better, and he’ll do everything he can to make sure he does.

But– I mean, christ.

“Stanley, it’s not funny,” Ford pouts.

“Yeah, yeah, sure.” Stan wipes a tear from his eyes then wraps his arm back around Ford. “Whatever you say.”

Ford huffs, then sniffles.

Stan feels a very small, but still amused, spike of pity. “Feelin’ any better yet?”

“Mhm… less dizzy. Room isn’t spinning. N’ I haven’t thrown up yet.”

“You throw up on me, I drop you.” Stan presses his hand against his twin’s forehead. “Shit, you’re burnin’ up.”

Ford hums and shrugs.

“Feelin’ like you can maybe stand? Might help if we go to the couch or somethin’. Better on the old back.”

Ford nods, exhaustion seeming to overcome him all at once. Still, he does his best to make the task of getting him to his feet as easy as possible. He leans heavily against Stan once they’re standing.

Stan clears off the couch– it was covered in books and clothes, how does Ford live like this?– then eases Ford down and crawls up next to him. Ford grumbles but clings on again, curled up against his side with both arms securely around Stan’s stomach, and his head nuzzled into Stan’s chest.

Stan can’t think about it too much. He might freak out.

He can’t help but wonder how long it’ll last. He also wonders, a little bit, if Ford is just fucking high or tripping or otherwise incapacitated in some way. That might make more sense than a weird space disease.

But, he supposes, what about Ford has ever made sense?

“Hey, Stanley?”

“Yeah?”

“I don't…” he shakes his head. “It’s good to see you. I mean it. I– you know.”

As Ford drifts into unconsciousness, Stan answers him, voice choked.

“Yeah. Missed you too.”

Stan just hopes this shit isn’t contagious.

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congrats to the man himself

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yknow how cats do that loafing thing

[whencartoonsruletheworld]

descendants 5 is a horror movie from pink's perspective. like she was barely relevant to the plot but can you imagine being her. imagine you wake up in a lovely supportive magical household and everything seems normal, it's your first day of school and you're going WITH your beloved big sister who you're super close to. you go into her room and she looks at you like she's never seen you before. like she's confused as to why you're in her house. but she doesn't look like she recognizes the house either. in fact, she looks extremely confused at everything normal that's going on. you hand her her favorite hairbow and she tosses it aside like you gave her a pile of shit. and like. okay. maybe the new school is stressing her out more than i thought. she'll probably be fine. and then at school she's still acting different and trying to hang out with the bad news kids and treating the cool kids like they're idiot garbage and you're like. wow ok REALLY bad first day stress. then your mom gets kidnapped and you're like okay we gotta go save her. except your sister tries to leave without you, not to protect you, but because she like, totally forgot you existed. and then this whole rescue mission she's acting like she has no clue what's going on or how things work in your own BACKYARD and looking over you like you're just part of the group of random kids she brought along and talking in secret to this random girl and the son of the guy who kidnapped your mom who you don't trust for obvious reasons but she's really partial to for some reason???

and like. you have no idea that the reason is because this ISN'T your sister. your sister was NEVER real. this is the version of your sister from an alternate timeline where YOU never existed and she NEVER knew who you were. not just that but she was from a timeline where your doting and loving mother was a violent abusive dictator who explicitly told her that she did not love her. and the only reason you exist is because your sister went back in time to stop her mother from taking over the world and murdering even more people than she already did and when she came back to the present the fact you existed was a COMPLETE accident. one of many butterfly effects. you were never supposed to be there and she was never supposed to love you because you only became real last night. how many of your memories are real and how many were rewritten by the time stream resetting itself?

and above all that. NOBODY EVER TELLS HER THIS. she just thinks her sister was really fuckin weird and cold and distant for like three days. like again she basically did nothing in the movie but im obsessed with her i think disney channel should branch out and try a psychological horror for the next film

[pine-branches]

@biggirlscantcry is this true

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@pine-branches yes and i think pink’s villain arc is (deservedly) coming because she’s bound to find this out

[ilikestopwatches]

thanks for the tag @dolphelecat !

Rules: shuffle your on repeat playlist and post the first 10 songs then tag 10 people.

i fear you're about to notice a theme here...

1. rerun - honey revenge

2. risk - honey revenge

3. butterfly effect - honey revenge

4. seeing negative (disappointment) - honey revenge

5. are you impressed - honey revenge

6. plaything - eville

7. habitual - honey revenge

8. clusterhug - i don't know how but they found me

9. medicine - honey revenge

10. leech - eville

i'm tagging @roysflowers @tinokittycat @scalpho @snizx @endof-vanity @bunniastri @littlemartyr @watchingthecredits @inhalingstardust000 @lovinthequeerbaitingin2026 along with anyone else who sees this and thinks it would be fun <3

[watchingthecredits]

yay thank you!!

too much by cryogeyser

save me by aimee mann

bad communication by sufjan stevens

maybe you can owe me by architecture in helsnki

wonder eye by little moon

magazine clippings by welcomer ft. lontalius

come anytime by hoodoo gurus

reelin by squirrel flower

lost boys by phoebe bridgers

cry on by villagerrr

tagging @anticurses @vitamin-zeeth @deadwifecomplex @lucyfrankenstein if you would like!!!

[vitamin-zeeth]

thanks for the tag!!

1. the passenger by siouxie and the banshees

2. bite the hand by boygenius

3. this charming man by the smiths

4. lonely bones by dodie

5. party 4 u by charli xcx

6. we were friends by chase petra

7. love me anyway by chappell roan

8. sedona by sir chloe

9. jane! by the long faces

10. your life is worse by chase petra

tagging @weapon-up-wallflowrs @rabbit-inwonderland @instantpansies @jack-daww @everge

[everge]

thank you for the tag zeeth

yet again by grizzly bear

unrequited by brad mehldau

eleanor rigby by the beatles

mr. brightside by the killers

carnival of the animals final by camiille saint-saëns

alice in wonderland by the bill evans trio

footprints by wayne shorter

mark's theme by black country new road

wigwam by bob dylan

autumn leaves by mccoy tyner

tags @jayscarraway @pealeii @jupitersparx no pressure and anyone else who wants to

[pealeii]

thanks for the tag!! on repeat on shuffle here we go!

cave ballad - swiss army man ost

falling back asleep - arythmia

love is in the air, pt. 2 - obsession ost

liar - swiss army man ost

when i think about mom - swiss army man ost

the big raccoon - swiss army man ost

mirrors - arythmia

like the dawn - the oh hellos

river rocket - swiss army man

montage - swiss army man

ehwwe can you tell what score/movie i’ve been obsessed with lately…..

uhhh tagging @itsgrapes-exe @long-suffering-little-spoon @ejloyal @meschersyeux @kibber-cat @spinningblueberry @writingraccoon @common-grackle and anyone else!!!! love you all!!

[kibber-cat]

1. A Little Bit Bad - Kittensneeze (🫩 Bro)

2. DENIAL IS A RIVER - Doechii

3. expectations - Olivia Rodrigo

4. When Did You Get Hot? - Sabrina Carpenter

5. How I Get - Laufey

6. Baloon (Feat. Doechii) - Tyler The Creator

7. Dreamer - Live At Hollywood Bowl - Laufey

8. Run Rabbit - Mollie Elizabeth

9. Wacky World - ZAMination (😭 BROOOO)

10. Nasty Dog - Sir Mix-A-Lot

COOKED COOKED COOKED 😭😭 @yellowpenmaker @streetfossils @d1sc0-1nfern0 @krowinspace @chatthisisnotreal @vvildie @biggirlscantcry @measuresderepo

[biggirlscantcry]

OOOO FUN

i will say i don’t have a designated “on repeat” playlist, so im just shuffling my liked songs

1. leavin’ on your mind - patsy cline

2. like a prayer - madonna

3. new york, i love you but you’re bring me down - lcd soundsystem

4. hymn for a scarecrow - tally hall

5. going to georgia - the mountain goats

6. million reasons - last gaga

7. heartbeat - childish gambino

8. drinking games - sophie cates

9. walkin’ after midnight - patsy cline

10. sex, drugs, rock'n'roll - will wood

tags!

@5tarfru1t @dreamsy990 @heideez @pine-branches

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descendants fans can’t see multiple black people without assuming they’re related

[demilypyro]

girl she's dead what do you want them to do. hang the corpse

[demilypyro]

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more chibi grunks (tried to make their hair more show accurate)

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i will singlehandedly make the ribbon pigtails canon

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ch3 is up!!!!!!

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not much to say about this one, it was fun to write interactions between ribbit and pomni!! and everyones fav rabbit is finally back :)

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just when i thought funnybunny couldn’t get any better… it’s YURI

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another reminder that transfem jax is canon.

i’m starting to realize that a lot of people simply refuse to accept a trans character that is messy, not fully out, hasn’t fully accepted herself yet, and isn’t “perfect.” a lot of the reactions to jax have just filled me with sadness. because it IS that deep- yes, jax is a fictional character, but what do your reactions to her say about how you view real trans people?

it should be fucking obvious, but trans people are allowed to exist in whatever way they are. they’re allowed to not be fully out. they’re allowed to be messy. they don’t have to be “perfect.” they’re allowed to do whatever the fuck they want, because (and i emphasize this point) trans people existing does not affect your life in any way. so why would you do anything except for accept them and mind your own fucking business?

in general, love others and be kind. dont be a fucking transphobe okay cool bye

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healings

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protec the brother