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Damien x stan PLEAASEE they are one of my absolute favorite ships and I have like 0 fanart of them 🥹🥹

I kinda like this one

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Not sure if you do art requests or not, but if you do can you draw stamien? (Stan x Damien) it's my favorite ship and I LOVE the way you draw stan so I just wanted to see if that'd be okay w you

sure man but i doubt I'll finish this piece

i feel like they'd party together + it's hellpark redesigns. i hope anon would enjoy it anyway:)

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Stan || Damien: Dream Demon, Shots at Skeeter’s

Summer vacation was drawing to a close, and Stan refused to piss away the last couple of weeks just moping in his room like he’d been doing for over a month. Yes, breakups sucked, and yes, he missed Wendy, a lot. But if he didn’t start picking up the pieces of his heart soon, it was going to be a thousand times more difficult to see her at school every day, again. The possibility of having to see her and Token walking hand-in-hand down the hallway had him reeling. Needless to say, there were currently plenty of reasons for Stan to be heading down to the bar, fake ID in hand, eager to be a little numb to the woe of the day. Just walking through the front door of Skeeter’s, he could already almost taste the whiskey, could feel himself salivating from the idea of it. Yeah, he totally didn’t have a problem.

The fake ID was just a formality, considering everyone at this bar had known him since he was in diapers, especially Skeeter. The aging bartender nodded wordlessly in Stan’s direction as he approached the bar, and retrieved a Coors and a double shot of whiskey for him without provocation. Stan tipped the barkeep even more than usual, grinning as he chucked the amber liquid into his throat with gusto, savoring the sting. Good shit. He took a seat on the closest bar stool and sipped his beer quietly for a few minutes. With the lack of a conversational partner came the joy of people watching, one of Stan’s favorite pastimes. Silence could teach you a lot. He shifted his gaze from the various groups of middle-aged bar patrons, to the enthused football fans crowding around one of the flat screens to scream about The Game. There was very rarely anyone his own age in places like these, he noted. At least, anyone below the age of 25. Stan sipped his beer again and turned to strike up a conversation with Skeeter, chattering mindlessly about business and the small talk of the town.

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