My Friend Angel!!!! I Apologize For My Late Reply, But Don't Worry About Your Lack Of Responses, I Too

@mirrorworldangel so good to hear from you my friend! I hope you're doing well! I can't thank you enough for your compliments, your replies always makes my days :D

Also not wanting to sound insane but this is my most normal reaction to Mama's design

GO CHECK IT OUT NOW SHE'S SO COOL!!

Some self indulgent doodles of pregnant Stan inspired once again by my amazing friend @mirrorworldangel (I hope you're doing well my friend!!)

Also I believe from the bottom of my soul that he would have the most ridiculous decour if he was able to afford it, man's canonically a diva when he wants to be i had to make him justice.

Some self indulgent doodles of pregnant Stan inspired once again by my amazing friend @mirrorworldangel (I hope you're doing well my friend!!)

Also I believe from the bottom of my soul that he would have the most ridiculous decour if he was able to afford it, man's canonically a diva when he wants to be i had to make him justice.

Have this other one too bc I was watching Subnautica walkthroughs and Underwater!! Stancest mermaid brainrot (and also me shoving my whale/shark obsessions at you)

I’m not even gonna lie idk anything about fishes but i am a whale and shark enthusiast so i’m sorry if i’m making any of you suffer with my species decision. Some marine researchers found an injured merman in the Norwegian sea. It took them almost an entire month to catch him (without them being mauled) and bring him to the Institute (which took half of their tranquilizers to make him docile/easier to work).

From the quick yet efficient studies and patching up his harpoon gash, they found out that despite his age he’s incredibly strong and fast! A mix between an orca and a mako shark, the scars in his upper body and tail left mystery for interesting stories, a scar in his neck made by what appeared to be dulled teeth (a doctor prodded it once, and only once. His eyes immediately snapped open, slamming his tail on the medic's face, it was a miracle they even survived the attack). And surprisingly, a rare case of polydactyly in his hands and pectoral fins! He took to the name Sixer, finned ears flipping excitedly whenever he heard it - but he always seemed disappointed once he realised it was his caretakers calling him.

He even expressed curiosity to their conversations and medical documents, crowned-feet eyes taking everything in his surroundings and even stealing jellybeans packets behind his caretaker’s backs - however, he still kept distance in his quarantine area, figure tense and hunched if provoked.

But after some weeks, they couldn’t help but notice he looked more… tense. Overstimulated, even. Constantly swimming in circles, faintly clawing his glass case, distressed noises leaving him on rare occasions. He would pluck some of the corals and shells that decorated his pool, taking them to an opening in the rock walls, constantly changing their places and pushing the seaweeds to the deep corner. They tried everything they could to make him comfortable until they could release him to the sea: changed him to an even bigger pool, encouraged him hunting, tried to make him interact with other mermaids (it went well, but it was clear he wasn’t that interested in joining their pod), ran more tests to check his health and check the scars, upgraded his security after an almost successful escape attempt; nothing worked.

It wasn’t until some weeks of his stay that they finally found out what was wrong with him. The day went on as normal, caretakers still worried about his condition, Sixer clawing at the walls and probably planning another escape attempt. Shit only hit the fan when night arrived, the sound of metal slamming on the wall and the water splashing from his room had all the scientist’s attention.

Looking at the cameras, they noticed another merman in his pool - this one younger (an adolescent they would say), wearing a red seaweed shawl with pearls and jewelry wrapped on it, his long tail reminding them of a beluga. The teen turned his head around, aimlessly and slowly swimming while calling out to something. What had the researchers horror and them scrambling to get the teen out of the cage was Sixer, blurred form barreling towards the teenage merman.

They expected him to maul him, to rip him to pieces, for a territorial brawl. However, once Sixer was near him, he swimmed around him in circles, softly pulling the teen in his arms, hugging him protectively. They watched baffled as the teen merely laughed, nuzzling their necks and pressing their foreheads together. Their bodies lazily floating through the water, high and whistling chirps as they held each other, making up for their time separated. They watched Sixer’s arms possessively wrap around the boy, the teen making himself comfortable on top of the older man.

Sixer was stressed because he missed his mate.

Holy shit that made so much sense now.

That put them in a spot. On one hand, Sixer was finally calm and reunited with his mate - whom they named Oyster. On the other hand, Oyster couldn’t exactly stay there for legal and resources reasons. (they tried separating them once, heavy on “try”, Sixer immediately snarled at them, his mate didn't even bat an eye to it as he nuzzled his face on the man's hair). Plus, it’s the most cooperative they’ve ever had him! They’ve never seen him smile that much! From the looks of it, it appears that their small pod operated in a matriarchal system with how Sixer proudly showed off their temporary nest and stole things to make more accessories to his beloved.

They decided to let them stay, with how content they were with each other. Plus, Sixer only had a few more days until he returned to the sea, so what was the harm????

The problem was the people that mysteriously - as they suspected Oyster, who looked far too pleased with himself - appeared in their cage. First, two calves who were playfully chasing each other, they fondly named them Star and Dipper from their birthmarks. And then, a frizzled Eurasian otter with a scar on his temple - they named him Glasses from the round spots around his eyes.

Then, a Grey Seal who… looked remarkably like a gopher appeared, swiftly cleaning their pool and caring for their temporary nest. And last, a red haired Thresher Shark, found nestled with the others of her group, sleeping while both adults of the pod stayed awake.

The Institute still wondered, even after they returned the group to their home, how they accidentally acquired seven fishes instead of one.

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I have so much to ask so I'm going to continue down here:

1. I seethe in rage with Filbrick's disappointing jeers and abuses towards Stan, at that moment I was worried about his injuries and the broken glass on his foot was a worried surprise! But don't worry, Ford is here to save the day (according to plan, we all know! 😉)

2. And the moments in Gravity Falls warmed my heart; from him getting engaged with the beautiful ring (Amethyst and pearls!!? 🤩) to befriending ALL of Gravity Falls at his new job at the convenience store (except Northwest, but who cares)! Do I sense that Stan would inherit the Duskertons's store when they pass on? Cause it felt like he did.

3. Don't make me start on his gaggle of duckling kids, baby Soos, Wendy, Tambry and Robbie! Ahhhh, so cute!!! His mama instincts kick in fast with papa Ford by his side and all 😆

4. But then the birthing scene is a whole lot to take in, so much that I had to reread that part again and again...I was literally scared! His hallucinations of Bill Cipher, the Axolotl (maybe?) holding baby Darlan...and the description of beast Ford with hints of Mama's six eyes...the mathematical equations haunting his blurry sight, I am super convinced that those three had been watching the birth to determine that universe!

5. And baby Darlan...their darling star...the perfect baby with his tuft of hair and six perfect fingers on both hands...I melted like eclair...

Thank you, once again, for this perfect story...you have stolen my heart and returned it to me full and thrice richer with love...Thank you my friend...

Aksolsls I hear you loud and clear!! And I bring answers!!

1. I tried to make Filbrick scenes be related to when Stan was kicked out of the house (also based his dialogue from some of his VA lines!!) and to show that he really was abusive (tending the thing of "when you get kids like yourself you'll understand why I was so harsh" and even the impacts that can be seen on the rest of the family. There might be a possibility that he loved them and even had "good moments", but he still hurt them, badly.

2. AAA I'm so glad you enjoyed it! If Stan didn't make the Mystery Shack, he had to at least have something and a reason to speak with the people of the town. And also Pa and Ma Duskertons my beloveds, them being parental figures to Stan because... His father and he can't talk with his mama for now was really fun to write :) and to also show his closeness to the people even in this AU when they came to visit him

3. Sidoldldod I know Darlan is the oldest of the kids but I had to write them!! Needed Stan to be seen as a maternal/parental figure and he deserves to have his kiddos around him :DD and Darlan being the "little older brother" of the bunch after they met him!!

4. Truly so glad you enjoyed because it was my favourite part to write :) (FUN FACT: I was actually going to make Stan hallucinate Filbrick as the doctors that were taking Darlan away, making his panic even worse than the one seen in the fic, but my boy was suffering too much already so I discarded it (⁠ ⁠⚈̥̥̥̥̥́⁠⌢⁠⚈̥̥̥̥̥̀⁠) ). From what I read, they used to give pregnant woman giving birth in the 60s an analgesic/ opioid called Pethidene, which if given too much/because of the stress, some people ended up hallucinating and having delirious thoughts.

Also I'm so glad you caught onto the references! They're spot on! Also the thought of them seeing this universe IS GENIUS, why didn't I think of that/ref pos. I was actually trying to make a reference to the change of the CANON and a reference to the portal, showing just how many things changed in the way they were supposed to act/play out.

5. *Takes a drag of my cigarette, staring at the distance* sigh, Darlan. Little baby Darlan. Stan feeling so many thoughts about his pregnancy, wanting it but being so scared of being anything like his father. Coming to terms with the little life inside of him and the challenges, to finally hold him is his arms. Their little star and bundle of joy, the moment they get home they're drowning him in kisses bc that's their baby and he's so cute!!!

I'm internally jumping with joy that you enjoyed each moment of this fic :) you have been a great contribution to this project with your passion and ideas I truly cannot thank you enough my friend 🩵🩵

guess who found extremely old and rough doodles of a crack AU that was inspired by one episode from Primal but I scrapped it, I liked how these came out and I wanted to show just so you guys don't have nothing while I finish some drawings!!

Also warning this is extremely self indulgent I just wanted to draw pregnant Stan and living his best life so be warned

Stan while wandering through the streets of South American comes across a wishing well of some sorts (which was inspired by a fic that I don't remember the name ('': ), drunk and with nothing to lose, he throws a coin for the "fun" of it some sort. It was going to have some body horror considering that... A dick changing to a vagina and make room for a womb would definitely hurt.

Realising in the worst way possible that the fountain did work (a little too well), he decides to get his head out of his ass and try to at least get his life on track the best he can just so he wouldn't ruin the kid's life (he doesn't have a self preserving bone in his body but now that he's not "alone" anymore he had to force himself to grow some healthy habits - and like hell he's going to damage his kids just because of his stubbornness and past). It occured the same way in the show, with him crashing the car, faking his death; but not before he goes to somewhere far away, his few option chosen being Oregon, in a small secluded town (unknowingly for him, where Ford lives)

It took him a while to get accustomed to, well, everything. But slowly became routine, having to get clean and get his weight back, acquiring a job and a small apartment (enough for him and his kiddo), medic and therapists visits (which he almost gnawed his skin off at the thought of vulnerability, but he wanted to do his kid right, so the whole package it was). It was hard at first, but life's going well for him, he's in a better shape than he was in years at the few months of his pregnancy, he has a nice (and stable) salary and he has a home to go back to.

And then he meets Ford.

Man's almost having a heart attack right there, his brother who he hasn't seen in 10 years since he was kicked out is standing right in front of the cashier, staring at him with those almost dead eyes if it weren't for the amount of emotions there. He only realizes what he's looking at when he unconsciously shields his stomach, swollen with life (having gotten so used to it he didn't even try to hide it anymore). Ford on the other hand is livid, his twin - the one who ruined his life - was living in the same place as him for some forsaken reason. Not only that, he's pregnant, which shouldn't even be possible.

Their relationship is shit basically. They're still tense with each other, barely talking unless necessary. Stan just wants to go on with his life, Ford as much as he's seething wants to know everything and anything about his brother (even though he doesn't admit that). Fiddleford is suffering, until he convinces his friend to invite Stan to their house (yknow to at least talk, an actual conversation instead of borderline stalking on his job).

Get a load of this jealous and emotionally constipated loser lmao (I don't blame him I would crash out too if I found out I fumbled Stan). Bill is there too bc that fucker can and will ruin lives for the entertainment of it (but he stopped going to Stan's mindscape bc he beat the shit out of him there). I didn't really have much planned aside from this, and I didnt know where to go wit this. Might make some doodles based on this just for fun

Again, thank you for reading!! And I swear I will post my art I just work extremely slow ('': and I'm currently working on a Stancest AU lore I swear I'll feed you guys soon!!!

A gift and a piece made for my friend @mirrorworldangel based on their Mama!Stan's lore! Specifically the "rebirth" scene!

"Despite everything, it's still you."

Aaaaaaa Angel I completely apologize for how long it took!! I had no idea for what the colours should be much less the background ｡⁠:ﾟ⁠(⁠;⁠´⁠∩⁠`⁠;⁠)ﾟ⁠:⁠｡ so I apologize if the colours look bland!!

I wanted to show Stanley experiencing his young body once again, kind of leaving his old body like a cocoon (insect parallelism my love), kind of implying that he literally had to rip himself out of his aged body. I feel like even if he had some kind of resentment for it because of what it represented (his low self esteem, the things he had to sacrifice, his body never actually being his), he would still treat it with some sort of respect, because it's still him. It shows the things that he endured and suffered, it's still a part of him.

Him being surprised, still hurting and a bit disoriented at his surroundings, but looking at himself because- it's him. And he's still processing what's happening, almost blind from the bright light in the room, covered in blood and scars, discovering his own body again, but it's him. He's finally comfortable in his own skin, shedding his old self and the pain that others incited on it, a new story to make, something influenced by his own choices. He's still hurting, maybe he always will, but the pain will lessen and he's free now.

Aaaaaa I'm so sorry for my ramblings!! I absolutely adore Mama!Stan as a character! Go white boy, give us trauma give us pain (and please, go to therapy. Seriously you're worrying everyone here dude). I'm so excited for whatever you have planned (I've SEEN that little teaser of the better world, Angel!! You got something up in your sleeves and I can't wait to see it!!) and take your time on it, my friend!! 🩵🩵

Also, here's an unblurred glass version in case you want to see it more clearly.

Scratching and climbing the walls????? I'm smashing through the walls and leaving my cartoony silhouette behind. Mirror you can't just come in here and say all those things without squeezing my heart!!!! Thank you!! I hope you're doing well!!

AAAAAAA I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOUR INPUT!! AND FEEL FREE TO ASK/DO ANYTHING YOU WANT!! EXPOSE THOSE IDEAS!! FLOOD MY INBOX IF YOU MUST!! I definitely plan to sketch them out to flash them more!! And take your time making your surprise sketches my friend! I'm so excited for whatever you have planned!!

Ford is... definitely something in this AU. In the beginning, his conscious was split with Bill, but he was still himself. It was only after some years that he started becoming desensitized to his own humanity and adopting more eldritch behaviours, kind of becoming a mix of both beings and started using more of his influence and power – him practically "buying" Stan from his family being a big proof of that. Also you're absolutely right, man did all that just for his human "form" and it's achievements to be forgotten. Leaving only the "God of Knowledge".

I'm definitely exploring Caryn more!! Like, she's a woman in the medieval times/settings, poor woman never stood a chance. And even if she could, it's a literal god at her doorstep asking for her son, what would she even do?? Not to say, she thinks Stan is dead. She thinks her baby was literally sacrificed, all for some jewels and coins. They don't even know he's still alive.

I need to sketch Fiddleford definitely, but man's the definition of religious trauma and "brainwashing masked as indoctrination".

Ngl even I have a hard time imagining Ford's true form, just know that there's like- a shit ton of hands. Many hands and limbs coming from places that they shouldn't even be able to form. And yes! His wings are a reference to Bill's flames, and because of his demon statue, kind of like a banished angel. The reason why he's described like that is because I wanted to leave his interpretation confusing and vague - considering he's something Lovecraftian - and because that's Stan's POV, baby just stared at horrors he's unable to comprehend, poor boy.

Listen, doesn't matter which universe it is, Ford will always be weak for his brother. Not even the mockery of nature can escape his Lady's grip.

And mirror, my friend, I'm holding your hand when I say this... If you think Stan being sent off as a child bride is the worst thing that's going to happen to him...

You don't even have a storm coming, it's an EF5 tornado approaching you at a extremely worryingly speed.

And my friend I'm so sorry for my late answer, but I NEEDED to sketch the beautiful, stunning, eye-opening and magnificent drawing that you made of little Stan and his dress. I don't know if the shine in his eyes is just supposed to be light, but the first time I saw it I thought it was a tear (don't know if it's intentional). And his lost look?? With his dress??? And Ford's collar symbol like a brand??? HE'S A BABY YOU PORTRAYED HIM SO WELL!!! I CAN'T THANK YOU ENOUGH FOR THIS MY FRIEND!!

But on a serious note, take your absolute time on your pieces my friend. I will patiently and excitedly wait for anything you have planned. Again, I cannot thank you enough for your appreciation and support :) 🩵

I’d like to thank my friend @mirrorworldangel for inspiring me to finish this piece by their ficlet (go check out their posts NOW, they're awesome). I got inspired by Lady Tanith and Rykard from Elden Ring in this one (i fucking love them dude), and this is possibly the most dubious piece i’ve posted. So please, be careful and attentive of the tags please.

TW: child/sacrificial/arranged marriage, extremely big age gap (considering one of them’s a god and the other is a 12 y.o., so BE WARNED), religious themes, a bit of implied body horror/dehumanization too as a treat

Stanford who practically had his name ripped off the family after he moved and made a deal with an entity. Instead of making a deal with the god (which is essentially Bill or anyone else), man FUSED himself with it, becoming a mockery of nature and a twisted god of knowledge and greed (not in a “riches” way, more like an “i will do everything and anything to get what i want/reach my objectives” kind of greed). From the “blessings” he gave to the people of the town, they started seeing him as a higher being and worshipping him.

The years go by and no one talks about Stanford, his name being forgotten or unknown. After trimillennial years, Stanley is born. Things go the same for him, called stupid or seen as a disappointment (especially now, considering he’s an only child). So, being a kid without a stable support system and without friends, he mostly spends his time outside, going on pretend adventures with his friend/possum Shanklin and ignoring his feelings (this totally won’t have any consequences in the foreseeable future, none at all).

Stanford on the other side of the country felt a literal change on the force. While Stanley’s living his “best life”, man’s obsessing over the newfound feeling - so many years being glued to one place (even by his own will), he felt excited at the prospect of something new after god-knows how many years. He sends out some of his followers to see what was the cause of it, if he should be worried or not about this “change”, which is essentially how he finds out about Stanley.

Stanford’s morals were already… questionable. But after he fused with Bill???? Brother those things got even more twisted or are straight-out thrown out of the window depending on the situation. He’s curious about the brat - even more with the feelings that came. Just by the way his followers described him made him feel complete! As if some puzzle piece was missing all along, he thought it was fulfilled once he achieved godhood, but it was far better than it.

He wanted the boy.

He’s the God of Knowledge, a spiritual being that took physical form among mortals, with a group that would put their necks on the line for him. No mortal force could deny him anything.

When Filbrick and Caryn are visited by the cultists, Filbrick is exhilarated at the thought of one of the Old Gods blessing them with riches, so much he’s almost shoving Stan out the door instantly. Caryn, on the other hand, was inconsolable. The mere image of her baby being sacrificed to a mockery of nature made her want to cry. Stan doesn’t really understand, his mother isn’t looking at him and his father is just telling him not to mess anything up.

On the day of his “bringing”, his mother is helping him with his clothes. She looks thin, face sunken and eyes aimless as she fixes the red veil on his head. He’s wearing things that are more expensive than all the things in his house combined. An intricate golden border weaved on the red material, so big that it fell on his shoulders. A simple white and red gown with patterns embroidered on its short-puffed sleeves, rings and golden bracelets sitting heavy on his skinny arms. He smirks when he sees his reflection on the old vanity, he looks like a noble. He looks rich.

He asks his mom if his friend will like him. Caryn wants to cry.

Stan can’t help but feel giddy at all the attention he’s receiving. These people don’t even know him but they’re praising him, saying how amazing he is, how he’ll soon be loved by all, that his name will be known across the lands to the seas and to the skies. He feels sad his parents stayed behind for the ceremony, but they tell him that they’ll join after it. They eagerly push him towards the temple, leading him to the altar as he watches people cheer, laugh and celebrate his mere existence.

And there, he meets his “friend”.

His smile falls, a shiver runs down his spine. The people guiding him are oblivious to his turmoil, happily pushing him closer to the… creature. It might have a humanoid figure and be completely covered in multiple robes, but he’s not dumb enough to not recognize danger. What gets his attention is the six fingered hand slipping out one of the sleeves, taking his (tiny in comparison to the gigantic limb) hand in his. He was almost surprised at the gentleness of the action. It slips a ring on his fingers, saying something about eternal loyalty, branding him its “Lady”.

The entire church erupts in joyful screams at his hesitant nod.

It’s… actually really boring after the ceremony. They change his clothes to another gown and paint something in his forehead, guiding him to a more fancy building. They practically maneuver him to sit on the plushy chair, excitedly telling him about his position as the Proprietor and Consort. He’s like a psychic! 

The first week was awesome, seeing so many people walk the entire guest hallway just to talk with him and receive his visions and sermons made him feel so cool (if he could he would shove it on Crampelter’s face)! He could just say some nonsense and they’d eat it straight from his hands! And then the second week came, and the third, and he was so so bored. The only thing he did was sit there and say random bullshit. And the big guy of the cult didn’t even look for him once, and where are his cool powers??? 

Tired of the repetitive routine and being ignored, he leaves the manor and goes to the temple. He doesn’t give a shit if he’s interrupting the ninetieth sermon of the day or whatever, he pulls the guy’s robes and demands his attention. Yeah, the giant six handprint on the veil covering its face creeps him out, but the part of him who’s pissed yells louder. He’s smug at the astonished silence that comes from it (until it grabbed him like a kitten and raised him from the ground).

Their only ever real interaction happened some time after that.

 “Stanley was certain his friend was an ass.

The thing barely spoke to him - and he’s been there for weeks -, for some reason it’s obsessed with watching him from the shadows of his manor (he stopped giving attention to it once he realized it wouldn’t answer him), and depending on the angle you were looking at it, it seemed to have more limbs than normal moving under its robes. And after his little “interruption”, it seemed to take fun in tormenting him, using his fear of heights to suddenly lift him from the ground and carry him around the town. Seriously, what’s its deal?

So, with the will and the authority of a High Consort (whatever that means) and Proprietor of the Manor, he decided to look for answers!

He decided the best place to look was straight from the source of it all, the Temple. He decided to enter it - more like break in - after the evening, where the last praying hour would happen and it would be closed for the rest of the day. The people didn’t want to anger their “Lord” after this time.

Stan blew a raspberry, almost tripping on the flounce of his gown. Bunch of bull, his honest opinion.

Besides! This was the coolest hour! With no one around, the place looked like one of the scenes from the books with illustrations he stole once! He didn’t even see the Inquisitor wandering around.  The guy creeped him out (something something Fiddlesticks? Fliplick? Bleh, something like that), with that iron mask and that scythe, murmuring under his breath on his best days. Yeah, he preferred he kept his loyalty to his so-called Lord or whatever.

One thing he quickly came to realize was how unnecessarily long the hallways were. Not even his manor was that exaggerated. Multiple antique and fading paintings hung on the walls, ripped curtains and dusty shelves, surprisingly well-taken wooden and marble statues - some missing some limbs from the passage of time. He didn’t open a single door, in fear that it would suddenly appear and blow his cover.

His head snapped at the end of the corridor, the sound of sloshing and splashing coming from behind one of the doors. He covered his mouth, muffling his giggles. Jogging towards the door, he realized there was a bit of light coming from the slightly opened crack. Stan’s luck couldn’t have been better!

Slowly propping his hands on the wood, he smirked as pressed his face closer to the crack, excited at what he would discover. Maybe, he could even gossip about it to the others once they check his manor!

He regretted it almost immediately.

An eye stared back at him, but he’s pretty sure that wasn’t its face. Ripped muscles and hands sprouting from the wrong places, bones protruding the skin as if they were healed wrong or didn’t know where to go to make it fit, human legs hanging limply from the animalistic torso, organs he couldn’t even name falling and making a wet sound whenever it hit the skin, limbs pulsing and jerking as if they had lives of their own. He’s pretty sure he saw what looked like wings, randomly placed and varying in size.

Stan wanted to throw up. He needed to leave. Now.

Stan tried to push himself away, to get away and go back to his manor, to leave this town. In his haste, his foot got trapped on the length of his dress. His heart hammered as he fell face first on the floor, body slamming and rolling the door’s bottom stairs.

He moaned in pain, softly rubbing his forehead. That hurt. Who puts stairs behind a door?!

He froze as a shadow fell upon him, covering the entirety of the floor. He didn’t want to turn around. He really didn’t want to turn around. Well, he didn’t even turn, it decided to pluck him right out of the floor, holding him tightly in its hold. His body shook violently, as he was brought face-to-face to it - the worms roaming around its face falling on the floor with a firm “thud”.

Stan wanted to throw up.

It stared at him expectantly, he could see some simmering anger and curiosity in its eye (or what he thought was an eye), its body now hastily covered with its robes. Shit. Shit. What does he do?! What does he say?! Technically, it is his fault for breaking into its temple. And now he messed up by seeing it in its private quarters. Appeal to it? How?? Pray to him? He doesn’t know what to say! Make an excuse? It's the head of the town, it knows everything! 

“I- I-” Stan stammered as a hand came closer to him. “I- Umm- I really like- your wings!”

The hand stopped. Stan cheered internally.

“Y-Yeah! Your wings! They’re- they’re pretty cool!” Stan yelled. “I like their colors! Ummmm… blue looks good on you!”

It stared in silence. Until, tentatively, it brought him closer to its robes, a wing spreading out from underneath it. Crooked, some parts missing feathers and exposing raw skin. One thing he didn’t lie about was the colors. They… they actually looked kind of cool.

He was lightly shaken from the hand holding him, the creature now adjusting its hold so he could have his arms free. He looked at his hands, then at the wing who was now on arm's length.

Did- did it want him to pet it?

Hesitantly, Stan ran his fingers through the feathers. It was… soft. Really soft, nice to the touch too. He took care to not prod the exposed skin. He heard some chirps coming from behind him, becoming broader with his petting.

That- actually wasn’t so bad.”

Apparently, that’s all it took for the guy to get his head out of his ass. You know, simple things like actually talking to him, learning his name (the dude’s a behemoth and his name is Stanford), going on dinner dates, casually committing heresy, attempting to drag him out of the temple whenever the preaching goes on for too long. 

Stanley skittishly gets closer to the man, giving him (shy) backhanded compliments and giving him some of his sketches. Stanford seems fond of carrying him around in his many hands, letting him nap in his hold whenever he got tired of the manor - which moved to Stan spending most of his time sitting on Stanford’s shoulders. It’s months after when he’s putting more effort in his drawings and sermons, wearing the clothing gifts Stanford made for him; Stan moving into the temple and sharing a bed with the god, one of his hands covering his entire body that he realizes “omg i’m a follower just like these losers”.

My friend Mirror, first of all, it's so good to see you!! I hope you're doing well!! Also please don't worry about taking too long on my asks! It's always a pleasure seeing you, and thank you so much for tagging me :D

Btw not to sound insane but this was my most normal reaction when I saw this:

My friend, my friend, you went hard. My silly little ask, my silly idea, got me DRAWINGS, got me PHYSICAL EXAMPLES, IT'S BAFFLING!!!!! LFNDIISNWEIJFUFJ I'M SCREAMING THE NOISES I HAD TO HOLD BACK BECAUSE IT WAS THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT HERE I WAS GOING INSANE

The fact that Aster absolutely despises obnoxious people (he's just like me fr), also him using his military connections and skills on the Northwest's or anyone that wants to harm the people he cares about?? If that man really wanted to he a villain he could holy shit. The fact that Cleopatra (who is a cat) is better treated than a literal child is genuinely sad, my girl deserved better :((

And thank god this man has friend, imagine being in this specific line of work and being alone, I would've gone insane. Definitely excited to see his comrades in the future!

AND MAMA'S POWER'S?????? The way she has her own way of caring about her Contractors omg, I have so many mixed feelings about it, i love it. Seeing what those tattoos can do when she uses her powers is- definitely unnerving. Restraining is one thing, thorns coming out of your body?? SUCKING YOUR BLOOD?? It's not really hard to forget that she's a powerful entity considering the most of what we see her, but man seeing her "questionable" morality when it comes to her children and what she can do with her powers is so cool to see and explore (for some reason, I can't help but remember the flower Rafflesia arnoldii when I first saw the chestburster, a flower that looks and smell likes meat).

And Aster reaching retirement and being able to visit his friends, siblings and spend time with his mom... Man just shoot me already/j. He absolutely deserves it after everything he went through, I don't care what anyone says. Reading and comprehending his lore and everything that he's done or has gone through is already saddening, knowing that he was a SICK BABY?? My guy was suffering since the first moments of existence and it's not even a joke D'': I just know Stan was practically living in that hospital while he was there (also the drawing of baby Aster.... KSODKF HE'S SO TINY MY HEART 💔💔)

My friend I truly cannot thank you enough for these amazing answers oh my god. I honestly lost count of how many times I reread this, it is so well done and explained, truly an amazing work. And again please don't worry about answering my ramblings too fast, take as much time as you can!! Take care my friend 🩵🩵 and have some doodles I made inspired by your amazing answers

Hello Mirror!! How are you my friend :D aaaa thank you so much for answering my ask!! I hope you're doing okay, the end of the month is always stressful, so don't feel bad if you need to take some time to answer my ramblings :)

Definitely curious for how Aster got the NORTHWEST of all people to give up their will and especially Pacifica, I also wonder: how is his relationship with the other Contracted? Do they tolerate each other? Genuine friendships or get togethers? Or distrustful of each other (even though they're all bound by Mama. Wonder what would happen if a fight happened with the people in her circle, would she punish them??)

But omg the thought of all of the half-siblings seeing Aster as their big brother (not just because he's older, but because he technically, acts and is considered family by them makes my heart melt) is so cute. Man not only has his mom but also acquired god knows how many siblings in the way (I can't help but be reminded by Courage the Cowardly Dog, Aster has this serious face you almost think he doesn't care/is detached to most thing, when everything he does is out of care and love OUGH–)

But I also raise this, imagine them going through some books (either trying to find something idk) and one of them just come across a photo album. So everyone's just surrounding the thing, curious to what they'll see (and also blackmail material) and they just see photos of this extremely cute kid, chubby cheeks and everything, fluffy and curly brown hair and a shy smile; sitting on a mullet Stan's lap, smiling while pointing at a camera. When they show it to Stan, who laughs and eyes shine with warmth he just says:

"It's Darlan – or Aster as you call him."

And everyone's just ":OOO" bc holy shit. Aster, built like an unity, taller than all of them, blood and scars on his hands, who fights with the calculation of a predator, every part of his body covered with scars and spots, face riddled with age, was this innocent looking kid. And he looked so small too, fitting perfectly in Stan's arms when he was a toddler and a baby. They feel even worse when they hear of his heart problems. Aster feels a bit weirded out when his siblings just stare at him with this soft look in their faces for some weeks.

(And when Stan comes to them with an album of Aster's teen years; Aster, who's in another room of the house, feels a chill down his spine for some reason)

Also this was wholeheartedly inspired by these images

Hi Ilumi! I am terribly sorry for not being able to reply your ask as fast as I usually would, but I wanna prepare some artworks to support them, so here are your answers down below. I hope your college life is smooth sailing as ever! I'll tag you up as well if you have yet to receive a notification @iluminated-goat :

The way Aster can deceive the Northwests of all of their fortunes and parental rights to Pacifica is a mixture of his bulshitting deception skills and a bit of blackmail using his past connections (& Mama, of course). He has committed several war crimes back in Afghanistan for the government, he is smart enough to make some off-the-scenes connections for some extra cash. His ruthless skills can make some past enemies of Stan to stay clear away from Gravity Falls.

Besides, he pities Pacifica in some way. His darling Cleopatra is treated with more self-respect compared to the little girl. And the Northwests have pissed off a lot of people for generations, so it is better that the girl does not get involved in the bloody legacy - by the time he’s gone, he made sure there will no longer be a Northwest at all.

Aster has his fair share of relations among the other Contractors; some he can get along with, some he wants to murder immediately. In the end, he has his own group of friends that he can get along with, drink some beer with after a mission and listen to gossip from. They even knew Aster’s bio mom, though they tease him about how he’s currently a child to a teen mom. I’ll pile up his comrades in the future, they’re a mix of my new OCs and my favourite characters from different fandoms.

After millennia of abducting and claiming beings from every multiverse, Mama knows a thing or two (or maybe more) about parenting children and adults. She is aware of how bad relations could jeopardise the progress of any mission, so she has to be very careful about who she assigns within a group.

And now, let me explain to you about the Contract Curse. As I have previously stated, every Contractor will have a tattoo mark placed on any part of their body (except on embarrassing places like the buttocks or the lower back because Mama has standards and wants them to have some self-respect) as a sign of her claim towards them.

Whenever her Contractors act out irrationally or quarrel against one another, briars will come out from these specific cut wounds and bind the entire body painfully. These briars can braid together to form hands to pin them down. Usually, Mama only needs to summon the briar collar to keep them in line.

Should they ever betray Mama, well as you can see here, the briars will choke them by the neck, devour their ENTIRE blood supply within their body and forcibly bloom out through the chest, the process is gory like the chestburster alien.

Usually, a life like his would not be a happy one. Aster has to pay his penance through servitude to Mama, but she tries to relieve his sadness by letting him visit Anne Nieve. It took a long while, by the time he had connected his half-siblings and reunited with his mom, the Axolotl and Mama had pardoned him.

(In logical case, Aster has retired to the Afterlife and living his retirement peace with his mom where others can visit him anytime)

Retirement Afterlife is nice, if you ever get the chance to talk to him. He has good friends and half-siblings, two mothers that love him to the end, a daughter feline that he cherishes like the moon, what more could he ask for? He chicken dinner'd this shit and now he reap his rewards, after millenia time passes he guess…

Those chills are a valid danger response, I'll say. It has saved his life too many times he had counted, well except that moment where he lost his right eye - but that’s not the point! But nothing can save him from his own mother - not even from embarrassing pictures to his friends and half-siblings!

And thank you so much for the lovely questions, I had a blast answering them! I am also inspired by your pictures of the baby lamb so here's a small sketch of baby Aster (he was a sick baby btw)! Love you as always! ❤️

My most sanest reactions seeing this post AKSLSLMDODODLD ANGEL THIS IS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING!!! and I'm so sorry if my age gap brainrot is getting to you I need to expand my horizons asap (⁠ᗒ⁠ᗩ⁠ᗕ⁠) but this is so beautiful AAAAA!!

Your creativity never ceases to impress me, a burlesque troupe?? The way it genuinely fits Stan because of his entertainer persona is so cool. Also Filbrick sucking as always, but what can you expect from him (and Caryn getting divorced YES GOD!!) God I've never wanted to be someone so bad, Ford truly is living the dream. And he's definitely stronger than me I would've put a ring on Stan's finger BEFORE I even went to Oregon

And aaaaa i can't help but remember a bit from Jessica and Roger Rabbit at their relationship, Ford may have fallen harder but Stan's just as enamoured I would say! And their babies! They're so cute! "Their twin girls for now" ooh? Do I sense an implication that there's going to be more? Not even judging Ford in this one, I get him completely, use those teenage hormones to your advantage

And your portrait of Reverse Stan, my boy... The attention to the detail of his design, Shanklin's little smirk, Will Cipher in his collar, his fez's symbol, AAAAAA Angel this is absolutely stunning! I could not thank you enough for this gift my friend!! (⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)⁠つ⁠⊂⁠(⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)

And absolutely take your time making your sketches, stories and to rest too; because they are definitely worth the wait. We can and we will wait for you, it's always a treat to see you my friend. Please receive a doodle to showcase my absolute gratitude and appreciation not only to Reverse's portrait, but for every piece you put an effort to it, take care!! 🩵🩵

My friends @muchmallows and @iluminated-goat play with the idea of aged difference Stancest for awhile, so I have been playing an au of mine a bit while I was taking a break from working on Mama's lore:

In this au, Stan is the elder sibling instead of Ford and lives in Oregon as a manager to some small chains of burlesque and drag queen bars.

He prefers to dress in elegant outfits and subtly spoils his loved ones with wealth and loving care. Think of this Stan as the Dita Von Teese of Gravity Falls.

Stan left home at the age of 17 after graduation to get away from Filbrick as far as possible, but he still secretly keeps in touch with his mom and baby brother, Ford. Somewhere along the way, he stumbled upon a travelling burlesque troupe and it became his lifetime job since.

I like to joke that it was Stan that paid all of his university finances, so he's like this rich sugar mommy that Ford got to bag as his future wife in front of his friends on graduation day. Funnily enough, he's actually more richer than both of Filbrick and Carlyn's finances combined together.

Teen Ford is sent to Oregon by their mother's behest because their parents are dealing with a combination of Filbrick's debts and a potential divorce because of his mistreatment, she knew it would be a messy one. Well, what happens when a really horny possessive teen interacts with their really hot MILF elder sibling in the middle of nowhere?

Their relationship dynamic is a really fun play of Ford being the very besotted fool that would immediately fall to his knees with a blow of a kiss from Stan, but when in bed he'll outlast the latter because of his ravenous vigor.

For now, they have a pair of twin daughters: Lacie Vesper (cheerful star) and Esme Marie (beloved drop of the sea).

Also, enjoy this simple portrait of Reverse!Stan in all of his extravagant glory too:

I got another au that I wanna draw too, but it might take awhile so enjoy this piece of work for now, love you both!