Goat Rants - Blog Posts

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! ❤️

Me: man I wanna take a break from the comics, what do I do??

My mind: Make another comic

Me: holy shit splendid idea

This one was inspired and based on my friend @mirrorworldangel post which can be found here! Featuring baby Paz and Stan somehow acquiring more kids than he wanted

Also something you must know, anytime I draw this man looking fabulous, you should be aware that he's also wearing the most ridiculous slippers under his dresses

*ripping sounds as I come out of my cocoon* hello guys!! I finally reappeared!! I'm working like a machine – a extremely slow machine on some ficlets and some comics of old man yaoi which will take some time to finish :'''''') but for now take this rambling of domestic stancest and housewife Stan!!

Also this is literally just me ranting about food (I fucking love food and characters who show their love through food fuck yeah). Also teen Stan would definitely give Old Ford a run for his money, this man is getting taken care of whether he wants or not

Stan, newly wed (which is something he’s still getting his head around), starts picking up the slack of the shack (yes the situation was that bad) until he manages to find a job or something to help around. Until then this man is cleaning that house and managing their finances like a drill sergeant. I know damn well he would have an aneurysm at the bare age of 17 if he’d seen Ford eating those nutritional pills, he’d be pulling out the family’s recipe book and stealing other recipes from the other shops of the town.

This man only goes insane at what he’s doing when he’s in the market, mentally (and successfully) counting how much he’s going to spend, which one of the fruits or vegetables is just a bit greenish but not enough to wait an eternity to mature or rot in just a few days, pickpocketing some candies (and jellybeans in the meantime), hunting those coupons like a hound dog. At the line, tapping his foot while waiting, he hears one of the Northwest’s workers make a whispered jab at him, of “how he’s so desperate he bedded with someone thrice his age” which is the sting at his insecurities and has him pissed.

If Stanford was already pampered at home this man has no idea what’s coming his way (not that he’s complaining). Stan is stepping up the game, he’s becoming the best housewife this town has ever seen out of complete spite. Like he’ll be bested by Preston fucking Northwest and his wife who was literally sold to him and isn’t even the one doing the lunches while he’s at work (or whatever rich people do). He just slams a thermo bag at Ford’s chest and goes “this better come home empty” and walks away without elaborating.

Ford, while in the Institute of Oddology, is curious for whatever his beloved had planned for him. He’s pleasantly surprised at the sight of cream puffs smeared with chocolate, a small plastic cup filled with jelly beans, braciole with sticky rice, a small covered bowl with seafood stew  and a coffee bottle tucked nicely to the side. After this, man’s hoarding his lunches like a dragon - he’ll only share them with Fidds, but other than that those are his, made by his beloved specifically and solely for him.

Man’s taking bombe alaska's, pieces of fudge lava cakes, baked pasta, fluffy onion breads, baked pineapple stuffed with shrimps, baked eggplants stuffed with italian sausages, stuffed rice cake with minced duck meat, bandeja paisa’s, cheesy bread, thick and creamy onion soup, pancakes filled with milk cream, passionfruit mousse, fried bean ball filled with shrimp and many others. Ford is being fed needless to say.

Fiddleford definitely teases him about it, but god knows how happy he is that his friend is finally taking care of himself for once (even if he’s being used as Stan’s guinea pig for his cooking). Their students even noticed that he looked more energetic, improvements in his mood and his strong form seemed fuller, healthier even. Stan has this man’s mind twisting and turning while in their shared bed for whatever the teen packed for him.

Also Stan’s an avid visitor in the Ramirez’s household, helping Abuelita with some errands or taking care of Soos (he adores the kiddo). Abuelita was nice enough to give him some advice on cleaning his home more efficiently: using a sheet to dust behind furniture, distribute chores in each day of the week or simply pick one day to do the cleaning, use warm soapy water on most things (keeps a nice smell and doesn’t… leave fingerprints??), and other things. He even tried using one of those pills his Ma used to take before cleaning only to never again (Ford was greeted by the sight of the entire house glistening in a worrying way, and him trying to aggressively clean the insides of their armchair).

Idk why but i feel like Stan’s one to pretend he doesn’t care for what people say about him (he does, a lot), but when someone he cares about compliments him, he melts. Ford comments about the cologne he likes to wear when he goes out? He definitely uses it more on their dates (alongside some perfumes that suddenly appeared in the bathroom). Sixer brought him some clothes he thought might look good in them? He’s wearing them until it’s threadbare. 

For some reason i also feel like Ford would be so fucking annoying over his partners. Anytime Stan has the slightest contribution to one of his researches or adventures he’s going “oh, yes, MY WIFE and i have discovered this” or “my WIFE found out about this” . Every single one of his students has heard about their professor’s mysterious partner at least once - some that once caught the things his “wife” cooked never felt so jealous in their entire lives.

And Ford’s definitely spoiling Stan back for all the things he’s doing (and because Stan drags him out of the house too). Going out on dinners, haunting the local fauna, watching over the town on the Floating Cliffs, travelling to other places, and of course, passionate nights. And if Ford notices that Stan’s stomach is a tad taut and swollen after some months, well, that’s just for him to know~

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.

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”.

@mirrorworldangel

Oh my god

I don't even know what to say omg

My friend, once again you have blessed me with your presence because this is absolutely beautiful. This was the first thing I saw the moment I woke up and I had to take 2 laps around my house of how excited I was seeing this, and then ANOTHER ONE WHEN I REALISED THERE WAS A DOC!!!! YOU HAD ME SQUEALING AND SCREAMING FROM HOW EXCITED I WAS READING THIS!!!

Beautifully written your creativity never ceases to impress me omg!!! Thank you so much for the support, and also take care of yourself too!! I'll be waiting for you with the uttermost patience :D!!

Omg their designs, Pinington looking so tired, Forrestor shock, I can't believe you turned my silly rambling into this amazing plot/story. I AM SENDING MENTAL KISSES DIRECTLY ON YOUR FOREHEAD!!! THIS IS AMAZING!!!!! Bill being a parasitic baby??? That's some "Rosemary Baby" shit omg, the Ciphertologists fucking Stan's life and their revenge on them, Pinington walking into the sea, Mama being awesome in the general, THE FUCKING EVERYWHERE AND EVERYTHING ALL AT ONCE QUOTE I AM CRYING----

In the most affectionate way possible I am mentally doing this to you, words can't describe how much I adore this piece!!! AND ALSO TAKE YOUR TIME, PLEASE DON'T RUSH!! Once again thank you so much for your support my friend :D I'll to be waiting for you in the same way you had done for me!!

Some time ago, my dearest friend @iluminated-goat shared some of her ficlets of her 2!Stans and 2!Fords au (recently they added another one and it's so cute!!! ❤️). And as usual, they inspired me to draw and write my version of Forrester and Pinington, so here it is!

To clarify things, they're NOT from the same universe. Each of them has their own backstory before coming to this world (and spoiler alert! it ain't pretty). Their back stories can be read right here since it might be too lengthy to write it down here.

In my opinion, this au is the happy ending they deserved after the hells they previously went through.

I still got other aus and fics that I am working on whole at the same time juggling my work life, so as always it might take awhile. I am working on some ideas about Mama and it involves with our peggy Stan! Hope you like it Ilumi!

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.

MY SWEETIES MY FRIENDS HELLO I'M STILL KICKING!! I'm so sorry for my disappearances these days, college is still kicking my ass and my drawings are evolving on the pace of a snail D""": I'm truly sorry I can't offer anything more than this piece I wrote while in my tests week, I have some time free so I'll try my best to be more active when I can!!! Thank you all for the attention and patience :)

Some tags: implied 2Fords, teen mom Stan (yes I was still in the pregnant Stan funk, still am tbh), Crampelter being a fucking asshole.

guess who’s still fixated on pregnant Stan, have some teen mom Stan ramblings that randomly originated at 3AM

Stan bringing his kid to school because the babysitter bailed out last minute and like hell he’s going to leave his baby all alone (or god forbid, call his parents). So he sucked up the embarrassment and brought them with him. To school. To his classes. Where his classmates and teachers saw him. In the 60s.

Everyone is surprised at that. Well- Stan was a bit of a delinquent, but to actually mess up that bad??? That resulted in a literal child????? And from a quick look at him, he clearly doesn’t have a ring on him, which is enough to get people whispering and glaring at him. Some of the teachers even do a double take to confirm that they’re actually seeing correctly, others stare bewildered and others say about how “it was only a matter of time for him” because of his behaviour. The only one that doesn’t seem to care much is Ford, even letting the babe play with his fingers.

They expect the baby to be a nuisance ofc, already pointing fingers and laughing at the “new parent” in their class. Stan wants to bury himself in a hole at that. But surprise-surprise, his baby mostly sleeps through the entire ordeal. Chubby face pressed comfortably in the crook of their mama’s neck, soft snores leaving their body as a tiny hand grips Stan’s white shirt. After some time, Stan gets comfortable even, writing his lessons (since he can’t exactly not pay attention as he used to do) and holding his baby close to his body, absently smiling at their cooing noises, whispering reassurances to them if they get fussy and kissing their tiny forehead every now just because he can and he wants to hear his baby giggles. The class is quieter than normal, but he has better things to focus on now.

Listen, no one wants to get associated with someone who’s considered “worthless” by the then-society’s standards, but the baby is cute. Especially after he woke up, big brown eyes taking in the new place, giving a gummy smile and laughing at anyone that looked or interacted with them. At lunch, some people approach the twins, asking them - mostly Stan - about the kid. Stan puts on the suave charm, answering and effortlessly dodging some questions - and he definitely shows his kid ofd. C’mon, his kid is adorable.

Crampelter unfortunately hears the rumors. Stan??? Is a dad??? And he brought his brat to school??? He’s hounding and throwing every single insult at them. Stan, bc of his baby, tries to ignore the jeers. Until Crampelter popped a bag full of air near him. His kiddo is startled, whimpering as tears swell in their eyes, quickly burrowing and hiding their face in Stan's shirt, wanting to get away from the noise and for their mama to comfort them.

Ford comforts his sobbing nibling while Stan beats the shit out of Crampelter in the cafeteria. No one intervenes because Crampelter bullies everyone there and also because “listen dude we know you’re an asshole but scaring a baby???? Deadass????” which stains his reputation even more and keeps him on the low for the rest of the day. The second Stan stops fighting he immediately goes to his baby, rubbing their tiny back and peppering the softest kisses on the top of their head. Mumbles of “it’s ok, kiddo, ma- papa’s here now”, running his thumb over their freckles, the softest smile on his face when his baby finally calms down – definitely ignoring his classmates stares.

The rest of the day goes swiftly, only Stan’s definitely clinging to his baby more now. Some teachers even offer to hold his kid so he can rest his arms for a bit.

The next day, some can’t help but feel a bit disappointed when Stan comes to the school with his arms empty - fortunately and unfortunately, the babysitter didn’t bail out.

That kind of becomes a habit, when Stan doesn't have time or the money to pay someone to look after his kiddo, he just- brings them with him. On snowy days, his baby looked like an angry burrito, with cheeks all puffed up as people and their mama laughed at them. In summer his baby’s out like a rock. Some of his teachers even give mock-exams to his kiddo to include him in the lesson. And in the rare occasions where his baby cries or needs to eat, his teachers let him leave the room or outright hold them while Stan finishes his things.

However, what gets all the teachers and students is how the baby adores the physics teacher. It was after the first time Stan bought his baby, when they had a physics class. The man walked into the class only to immediately stop in his tracks once he glanced in Stan's direction, letting out an amused laugh at the scene.

Kid on the other hand, was laughing and letting out the cutest gurgles, arms reaching out for the older man, wiggling in Stan's arms. And when Mr. Forrester decided to entertain them?? Kid was screeching in joy, holding the man’s extra finger with a strong grip, babbling and touching the man’s face; laughing when the teacher pressed them closer to his chest, nuzzling his nose on their little tuft of hair. 

People joked that the baby took after their uncle, some developed a stronger crush on the teacher after that. But the teasing got worse after one day, the baby excitedly called Mr. Forrester “papa” at the top of their little lungs, giggling at the man's wide eyes and silence, oblivious to the interruption they caused as they palmed his aged face. Stan was mortified, ignoring his peers' laughter as he took his baby back, letting out excuses and how “they only started talking recently”. Their teacher visibly held back a dopey smile for the rest of the day.

It’s only years later, in a high school reunion party, that they actually find out why exactly Stan’s kid was so obsessed with their physics teacher.

I bring doodles! And- *I grab the can of meads mid air, I fumble with it and it falls on the ground, loudly, it echoes* I bring more pregnant Stan lore!! I had some ideas for it for a while but I didn't have the motivation or time to do them, but coming back made me want to get on the flow again! I want to thank my friends and all the people that liked my posts :) I truly appreciate you all

NOW TO THE LORE BABY! I wanted to explore more of Stan's relationships here, and how he ended up getting them (since he's living in Gravity Falls

Begrudgingly allies to queer platonic Fiddlestan my beloved. Ford and Fiddleford's fallout doesn't start outright with the portal, rather than Fidd's apprehension about it and Ford's "Muse". Needless to say, they have some arguments and discussions about it, some harsher than normal. At some point, Fidds just goes away from the Shack and goes to Stan to distract himself/calm down; mostly bc Stan's the closest and they're on deeper speaking terms. Not friends, but not strangers either; Fiddleford just need someone relatively normal now.

Stan's awkward as hell about it, he doesn't know much about Fiddleford, being on arms length with the man. Having someone breaking down in front of you and in your home while you're trying to sleep with someone kicking your bladder is... Hard. But listen, he's been on the far end of the stick too many times, and he knows that being alone with your thoughts is a dangerous thing - much less in that state. So, hesitantly, he lets him stay for the night, which turns into a week, which turns into when he's actually stable to leave-

So slowly, they form this camaraderie, slowly getting to know each other (mostly on the left foot bc Stan's still too hesitant to open up/casually meet people and Fiddleford is just too... nice).

Needless to say, Stan is not having that shit. He may or not be projecting but he is not letting this fact just fly away to the sun and evaporate like nothing, he has Fidds almost hound his family to come to Gravity Falls or to at least make sure to visit them (not just calls). Fuck him, Stan will take the risk of having his throat slit while they stay in his house just so they can be together (Ford is definitely NOT clawing at walls with jealousy and envy that Fiddleford got closer to Stan first)

And also because I'm a firm believer and lover of Stan having girl/female friendships, no I will not elaborate. And because I love Emma-May and Tate (I definitely need to draw them more), idk why but I feel like they would be a cool team these two (and because they have fluffy hair, but that's another story). Stan becoming an honorary uncle to Tate and taking care of him whenever his parents have to work or rest (plus, he's kinda preparing for his little one too, and Little Tate is just too cute for him to handle).

So while he has a somewhat established relationship with the McGucket's (and then slowly adopting him in their circle), Ford and Stan are still... tolerable, rough on the corners. They talk, but it's not the same. Both of the want to reconnect, they feel that want to be close again, even if it's not the same as before. The thing is that both of them are too stubborn/afraid to do so, plus, they're both leading their lives in different ways, how would that work? Plus, they don't even know each other anymore after their separation, how much did they change after there 10 years?

And Bill isn't helping the case, at all. Stan doesn't even know the guy, but the dude just decided that he wants him dead. Stan doesn't trust him. For as much as he respects and loves his brother, nothing will ever make him want to be in the same room as that thing. It makes too much promises and says just the right things to make you fall right on their hands, it makes him uneasy and bring back memories he'd rather not discuss.

A bit of info: the astronaut comes from the phrase "your mother's an astronaut", which means she was a drug addict while pregnant and her child came out with birth defects. Yeah, those two fucking hate each other - the problem is that Stan will bite back and not take his shit (he can insult him all he wants but the moment he even talks about his baby the restraint is out the window). As much as he wants to hit him, he doesn't want to injure his brother (as hard as that is) and Cipher doesn't harm him physically because Ford would lose some trust in him and that would attract too much attention, so verbal jabs it is.

The thing is that after some time, Stan just see Bill as this... Bratty kid. Throwing a tantrum anytime things don't go his way, and that's simultaneously terrifying and hilarious considering he's a god-knows-how-old demon with the power to bend their reality. Sometimes he can't help but just, lock him in place or speak to him in this tired voice because "dude I just want to raise my kid and I'm trying to sleep, you're making noise, you're not being scary you're just being an asshole. And quit hurting yourself I'm the one that's doing your bandages and that's not even your body your asymmetrical bastard".

So while Ford doesn't wake up to Bill's true intentions, someone has to keep the reins in the Shack and occasionally, MYSTERIOUSLY, slow down the construction of the portal. He has Bill fuming while angrily flipping medical book pages to see what could cause a miscarriage or birth defects (it doesn't work and that makes him want to scream).

Also I want to explore more of Stan's psychologic with his pregnancy and the horrors of getting accostumated to it (he's happy but listen his dick changed to a vagina, his entire body is changing, that's kinda wild to think about) but it'll definitely take some time before I start bc I have upcoming tests (⁠〒⁠﹏⁠〒⁠) but once again, thank you all for your attention and reading this far :D!!

Hello my friends!! I'm so sorry for my absence these days, college started some weeks ago and I've been focusing more on my studies and projects, so I really didn't have much energy to write or draw anything these past days )': I'll try to be active here when I have the time!!!

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!!!

been reading some abo fics lately and i’ve been inspired by both my friends @mirrorworldangel and @muchmallows AUs for agegap Stancest (and i know i said i need to expand my horizons but y’all gonna have to suffer with me through this for a while more i’m so sorry)

Both of the teens surprising their parents by their classifications, Stan being an omega and Ford being an alpha. Both getting the brunt of their father’s expectations in the worst way possible, Ford being expected to act like the “man of the house” and “to man up”, Stan being belittled by his looks and his classification entirely - making him try harder to prove himself. Them having to survive school, these kids are suffering basically.

So Stan, who forced himself to get accustomed to people faking having interest in him and making jeers at him or how he doesn’t look like an omega, doesn’t even bat an eye when his physics teacher starts getting closer to him. He does feel annoyed sometimes at the lingering touches, the gifts that his teacher gets him (which started as a joke from him asking them, he definitely would try to do things to recompense the man cause he felt bad), when the man offers to tutor him, but he doesn’t mind as much when he scents him (for some reason, Crampelter doesn’t even breath in his direction when that happens).

Imagine his surprise when he’s ranting to Ford about this and he exasperatedly points out Forrester is GENUINELY courting him, not as a joke but serious. Kid is pissed and flustered at the man cuz he thinks he’s doing it as some kind of charity work or he wants to fuck him - and because he likes the thought of being bonded to the man… but just a little. Stan has Forrester doing the fucking olympics to prove that he DOES wants to bond with him, mark him and even have pups with him if he allows (Stan gets so baffled at that he only stares at the man,  stuttering and cheeks red at the serious confession). He’s still scrutinizing and hesitant at that, but he’s more… mellow towards it now (especially when they actually start to get to know each other, man’s a silver fox even Stan has to admit that).

Ford on the other hand is suffering at his brother’s crush (“i have him wrapped around my finger Sixer” when he’s giggling and kicking his legs while talking to the man on the phone) and his father’s never ending speeches. When he’s leaving school alone bc Stan decided to stay behind, he takes an aimless walk to the beach, walking so much he reaches the local port. There, he sets his eyes on what’s probably the coolest and most beautiful person he’s ever seen. An elderly omega with crinkled eyes and a soft smile at him, he can’t help but feel drawn to him, practically visiting him every day after school. 

Ford doesn’t even realize when he starts courting Pinington, it all just seems so natural to him that it’s only when he’s staring wide eyed at the ceiling that he realizes “omg i want to bond with him”. Stan makes so much fun of him when he finds out but he’s definitely supporting him and giving him tips (Ford refuses to use his pickup lines ever again because the last time he did Pinington laughed so hard he popped a joint). Plus, the man probably sees him as a kid, merely entertaining the idea until he actually realizes he’s serious about it. He tried to slowly become distant from Ford, a terrible mistake because this kid is STUBBORN he wants that old man.

Their parents notice their good moods and scents immediately, Stan smelling more of earthy tones, gunpowder and beeswax; Ford smelling like seasalt water, burnt toffee and citrusy beer. Caryn is over the moon that her babies may have found their mates, Filbrick… is getting there (he hopes Stan marries so he can finally leave the house, he expects Ford not to be distracted with his little fling). The kids at their school are equally surprised. Crampelter makes fun that Ford is with a dried up omega (which has Ford ”””accidentally””” spilling sulphuric acid in his direction) and Stan being nothing but a fat hole (which has him beaten up out of school grounds, Stan might’ve yelled back at him but Forrester didn’t take it lightly).

And when the end of the year arrives, Stan’s practically vibrating at the thought of moving away with Forrester, constantly running a hand over the bite mark in his neck after his father begrudgingly approved their marriage (Forrester definitely threatened him, Stan made his life hell when he showed the slightest hint of refusal). Ford’s delighted to go to college, but the thought of leaving his beloved gives him mixed thoughts. Ford spent the few days before he had to go to college with Pinington, scenting and nuzzling the omega constantly, promising him that once he finishes he’ll come back for him. Cue to Ford almost bringing Pinington and Stan to the ground after tackling them in a hug in his graduation, Forrester just watching near with a fond smile <3 <3

AAAAAA ANGEL I'M TRULY SO SORRY DOR MY LATE REPLY THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL!!! I'm not gonna lie when I saw this I got so excited I felt the overwhelming need to claw at the walls like a rabid animal, Mama Stan lore is simply incredible and it absolutely tore me apart omg

First of all, holy shit, you did not hold back in the slightest (as you should!!! Traumatize our boy!! Holy shit, being sacrificed alive?? Imagine feeling every second of someone opening you up and going through your organs until they finally rip out your heart, jesus christ. AND MAMA!!! Absolute queen as always I get so excited seeing her, completely understandable reaction, imagine being a somewhat pacific god and someone just does that in your name??

Also, the fact that she revived Stan and stuck around him is actually interest to notice, did she felt like she "owned him one" after what happened? Or maybe it was also because she had a soft spot for the Stans? And the way she even let's Stan have some sort of control on the start of their partnership is so cool if you take his canon backstory and the way he was going on automatic and had to rely on really shitty ways to survive, I can't imagine how wild and different his homeless years had been with her by his side. And Stan carrying her like a doll is a really funny image, her helping him with the shack omg (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠) )

And OH MY GOD THE CIRCLE SCENE, IT GOT WORSE IT GOT WORSE. Aaaah Ford why must you be controlled by your ego, conflicting emotions since teenagehood and your (reasonable) paranoia and trauma!! "Why did I even bother falling in love with you" what if I cried in front of you, what if this was my (and Stan's) last straw. Situation was already shit and you managed to turn it worse, would've clapped if I wasn't baffled at it.

The insinuation that Mama was there on their "reunion"?? Damn, woman must've been seething the moment they arrived in Gravity Falls. Does she knows the story of their fallout??? If so Ford really never stood a chance holy shit.

"Stanford Pines, I shall no longer love you", Angel did you just stab me and twist the knife. And her killing them the same way Stan was killed in the beginning??? Absolute cinema - and absolutely terrifying, imagine being eaten alive, not just as a human but think about cipher, someone who thought himself invincible and strong, just to be destroyed by something stronger and incomprehensible even to you. Mama the woman you are ✨✨

STAN'S DESIGN!!! MY SHAYLA!!! Him having a young and healthy body bc of his drifter years and how long he dedicated his entire life to his brother, I can't handle this (⁠╯⁠︵⁠╰⁠,⁠) something like his body being so important, something that was constantly taken advantage and not appreciated, him turning into something that HE wants it to be, that HE can control, with things that he deserved and should've had access since the beginning, I'm gonna be sick. Him still having his surgery scars omg, it's like a grim reminder of what he went through, was Mama not able to erase it or did he ask not to?? Being some king of reminder of everything he endured and how he met his life long friend??

Omg him still giving some kind of closure to his family bc it wasn't their fault at what happened, he didn't want them to feel the burden of carrying guilt for the rest of their lives Stan Pines the man that you are...

Genuinely curious to how he works for Mama, does he do the same thing that Aster does? What are his powers exactly?? AND OMG HIM NOT WANTING TO MEET ASTER, the thought of a child having to suffer with him too!!! The possibility of having a good life and it not being directed to you, I would've killed myself on the spot I get him omg

And Mama's poem is absolutely beautiful and unsettling at the same thing. Which makes sense because even if she is a benevolent being, she is still something straight out of a Lovecraftian book, an angel. She's almost possessive I would say to her people, and she does understands feelings and emotions (which makes her more terrifying holy shit), but considered she's a higher being I feel like she feels them on a more extreme sense. What exactly is her philosophy/objective with this?? She does care of course, but she always punishes those who wronged you, so how exactly can they reach repent?? On the spiritual realm?? Unless she does it exactly for that reason (which would be scary holy shit. AAAAA so sorry for my rambling I'm genuinely so curious about this, this is so well made!!)

I TRANSLATED HER NAME!! By any chance, is it Beamor?? I tried searching the meaning but the only thing it says is "those who plays the trumpet", which makes sense considering she is an angel. And in religious books they always serve as a warning, a call, so it makes sense for her character too! Can't wait to see her full name if you plan to show it :)

AAAAAA once again Angel, INCREDIBLE WORK!! Absolute take your time on your craft because you always deliver the best!! So good to see you again my friend 🩵🩵

Some additional Mama Evangeline lore to share for my friends @iluminated-goat @muchmallows while they're busy with their things, hopefully this post is a motivational support for them too! :)

From the last post, I did share a tidbit of a variant Stan making a deal with Mama. So here is the lore behind it:

For this timeline, during Stan's drifting years, he was drugged and got his own heart cut out and sacrificed by a cultist that wanted to make contract with Mama for selfish gains like riches and fame.

This did not sit well with her, so Mama killed off the cultist instead and revives Stan under a possession blood contract; she has the ability to physically exist in his realm, but the full authority lies upon Stan unless he willfully submits to her.

She takes the form of a broken porcelain ball-jointed doll to help Stan with his money-making schemes in his haunted dolls display collection in the Mystery Shack. She is doll-sized, so he carries her around like a child by the crook of his arm.

For the next 30 years, Stan fixed the portal with Mama's help and canon story goes on as usual; both brothers are constantly angry with each other with no chance of reconciliation, until Weirdmageddon.

Ford and Stan were arguing in front of everyone at the ritual circle, it got to the point where Ford curses having a twin brother like Stan and wondering why did he even bother falling in love with him.

(In truth, we all know that Ford did not really mean it. He outspoken what he really shouldn't have said if he wants to salvage whatever love that they still had; but you know what they say, he done fucked up!)

Stan, finally seeing the side of the man that Ford truly is, the one that Mama constantly complains and disapproves of, breaks. There, with his heart broken beyond repair and mind going mad in despair, he musters all of his rage as he speaks these words and finally succumbs fully to Mama:

"I renounced you... Stanford Pines, I shall love you no more... You are now dead to me!"

Mama, who already hated Ford since their first meeting 30 years ago due to all of the hurt that he has inflicted upon Stan, was more eager to enact her vengeance upon the bastard twin-lover that is Stanford Pines and the annoying parakeet triangle that is Bill Cipher.

In this timeline, Bill Cipher, the Henchmaniacs and Ford Pines are not thrown into the Black Forest. Instead, they're entirely devoured by Mama as offerings.

To reclaim his autonomy, Stan requested to turn back to his prime beautiful youth with a healthier body because he's still angry that all of his time, love and life has been wasted for a useless bastard. His claim mark is directly upon his chest, glowing red on top of his surgery scars.

But curse his bleeding heart that loves both his grand niece and nephew, he also asks Mama to alter everyone's memories, saying that Weirdmageddon never happened and that their Grunkle Stan has given Soos and Abuela custody of the twins before he 'died' at the end of the summer, with his tombstone carved with the words below:

"Here lies Stan Pines, a loving son, brother grandfather and uncle. He died with a betrayed heart from a love that did not deserve him."

He serves Mama unconditionally, but refuses to meet Aster because he doesn't want to ponder the what-ifs for a possibile life that stemmed from a past that did nothing but hurt him and the sight of an innocent bystander's life being ruined by Ford's callous choices.

I also wanna try make an Axolotl poem about Mama, but I can only write this much. You can say this is a hint to a grim truth to all that makes a contract with Mama:

Why is poetry so hard to write?

Oh, I almost forgot! I finally made Mama's true first name. But you have to decipher this code:

I hope both of you are able to conquer whatever is troubling both of you! Don't worry, I'll be taking my time creating more lore content for Mama and Aster here! Love you both!

Hey guys!! So sorry for my absence these days, I'm gonna take a break for a while bc some things came up in my life and art block/lack of motivation have been kicking my ass •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀ but I swear that once I return I will bring more pieces with me!! Thank you for the attention!!