#dsmp ponk

[that-one-raccoon]

This is how the red banquet really went

[moonimscruffy]

I’m so freaking happy that dsmp is having a random revival right now, however reminder to everyone PLEASE DONT FORGET THE OTHER CHARACTERS BESIDES SBI AND BEEDUO 🙏��� I love you cteamrocketduo and fundy.

CHEERS TO 4 YEARS OF BEING STUCK HERE!!!

[cateyeswrites]

normal Monday watching Dsmp with the wife.

Me: "Punk is like art, is meant to be observed not understood"

Wife; you are SO right- proceeds to explain how punk build a supreme refrigerator in Foolish beautiful egyptian hall.

Me: *confused* what does this have to do with Ponk being like art?

Wife: ART? i thought you said God.

[petre-talks-minecraft]

That "It doesn't have to be like that, Ponk has two hands oh wait he doesn't weird how that works huh Sam?" meme is to this day the singular funniest thing to come out of DSMP and that alone would be enough to be forever grateful

[elfecassepied]

Epic the musical x Dsmp AU: Where Dream is just a man™ with a wet cat energy trying to get home to his wife (George) but on the road he accidentally piss off a god (Sam) because he blinded his cyclop boyfriend (Ponk) and his god buddy (Technoblade) just said "Fuck this shit I'm out" AND THE PEOPLES AROUND HIM KEEP DYING.

Yes also Dream and George are so soulmates coded that they're mirroring each other descent into monstrosity in their desperate reach for the other despite all the cruelty gods and humans throw on their way.

And Tommy and Ranboo haunt the narrative because they're are the two kids whose blood stain Dream's hands in two very different way but weight his heart similarly.

[kay-then-i-guess]

your comic is single handedly bringing me back into the dsmp, it’s great. Also, wild guess, is Dream Ponk? Idk I’m racking my brain to remember who was actually in the DSMP early days

That's literally so cool to hear that my comic brought you back into it! Glad to have you here!

Aaaaand nope. If I had started the comic during the first bit with the discs, it'd probably be obvious who Ponk is, since they would have had some conflict with Sam and Quackity. However, I didn't start there because I thought it was a little too boring tbh. As such, the role of Ponk doesn't really do much for a while. I've mentioned this before, but there's so many early roles that don't really get a part until later. Almost everyone who's apart of the jury in the court scene got slapped with one of those roles (generally speaking).

[this-hound]

me when beast takes upon itself the burden of commiting atrocities in the name of a so-called greater good because it believes itself to be unloveable and therefore inherently unworthy of mercy only to be loved and ultimately granted forgiveness by the person it hurt the most, finding solace in learning with said person that it is indeed capable and deserving of experiencing joy

plus theyre queer

reblogs and comments are appreciated!!

[bunneclair]

you want me to come down and fight you like a man….well I’m not a man!!!! IM PONK!!! I AM PONK!!!

~<3

they are my favorite in the whole wide world actually. I hope I did them justice hehe I’ve not drawn Ponk very much!!

[starstothesky]

thinking about,,, cponk. forever and always,, my fav fucked up lil guy

cponk you have done no wrong and you never will,, ily forever my lil fucked up girl w bad morals and half a medical license n so, so many burnt down lemon trees n so much unspoken trauma

come home my boy

[qsmp-where-they-shouldnt-be]

Richas and Bobby should not be in Ponk’s lemon tree <\3

thank you anon for the request! :]

[lildevyl]

Whumptober Day 26: Nightmares

DSMP Confronting the Past Conituation of Whumptober Day 17: Nowhere Else To Go. This is the Prequel to it!

Summary:

Summary:  Foolish has been having a reoccurring nightmare of a Banquet that ends with someone he cares about being Sacrificed.  Foolish doesn’t know what the nightmares mean, but he feels it might be some sort of vision.  The question is can Foolish figure out what these nightmares mean and be able to stop it from happening?

TW: Reoccurring Nightmares, Characters Death (Not really dead but they die in the nightmares), Starting Possessions.

(Night One)

With a satisfied grin, Foolish finished a good part of the build for the day.  He loves building and this build was one of his best builds ever.  An entire mansion for Tubbo, Ranboo, and their adopted son Michael!  He was so proud of his work and Ranboo was more than impressed!  Foolish walked to his Temple and treated himself to a relaxing bath.

Foolish yawned a bit, it wasn’t uncommon that after exerting a lot of energy his body would start to feel a little drained.  Is this what humans tend to feel every day after a long day’s work?  Huh, maybe that’s why they need those vacations every year.  To help regenerate their body’s energy.  Another yawn later, and Foolish decides to head to bed to regenerate his energy.

(The Banquet)

Foolish arrived on time at the Banquet

 Some of his friends invited him to.  He doesn’t remember what it’s about but he and a lot of friends were having a lot of fun!  Papa Puffy was there!  His old friend Ponk was there.  Eret, Hannah, George, and many others as well.  Everyone was on the dance floor having a great time!  Foolish talked about the mansion that he built for Tubbo and Ranboo and everyone seemed very impressed with it.

Everyone sat down at the dinner table and Bad asked if anyone wanted to give a speech.  Foolish gave his speech, though he doesn’t remember what it was.  Papa Puffy gave their speech, something about giving their friends a second chance, huh?  George gave his speech and then Eret, and then Sam, and then Ponk.

Bad gave his speech but something seemed   .  .  .   off about it.  Foolish didn’t know why but something didn’t feel right.  Like he’s waiting for something - bad?  To happen.

Foolish.

Something was about to happen and Foolish knew it.  He just didn’t know what it was!  Foolish looked around, but no one said the codeword.  So, why did it feel like something horrible was about to happen?  A feeling of dread took over and Foolish couldn’t shake the feeling.  Looking back and forth between Sam and Papa Puffy, just waiting for one of them to give the codeword, but nobody did.  Everyone was enjoying the soup, the appetizers, and soon the main course.

“You okay, Foolish?”  Bad asked, bringing Foolish out of his thoughts.

“Huh?  What?”

“You okay, Foolish?”  Bad asked.  “You barely touch your appetizer.”

“Oh, sorry.  Lot on my mind,” Foolish said, unable to shake this dreadful feeling.

But then it happened.  Lava poured around them, trapping them.  Bad, AntFrost, and Ponk stood up and laughed.  Revealing that this Banquet was nothing more than a Sacrifice party for whatever was in that damn egg-like cocoon.

Eret knelt in front of the altar, head bowed and all Foolish could do was look on in utter horror.  Why was this happening?  Then AntFrost brought down the sword.

(Foolish’s Room)

 Foolish sat straight up in bed, breathing heavily, shaking from head to toe in cold sweat.  What was that?  Some kind of nightmare?  It had to be.  BadBoyHalo, AntFrost, Ponk, they wouldn’t  .   .   .  They wouldn’t - they were his and Papa Puffy’s friends!  No, they - they definitely wouldn’t do something like that.

Foolish.

Foolish got out of bed and quickly splashed some water on his face.  Then he got ready for the day.  The sun will rise, shortly, and Foolish   .   .   .   Foolish, needs to build something.  He needs to start building something to take his mind off of that nightmare.

(Night 7)

Foolish built and built and built and built and built, he had to.  It was the only way to get his mind off of things and right now, Foolish needed something to distract himself.  The nightmare was still fresh in his mind and he needed to take his mind off it.  So Foolish builds and builds and builds, and builds some more.  Taking a step back to admire his work, Foolish was very proud of his work!  The outside looked amazing and the inside was coming along very well!  But Foolish just couldn’t seem to shake this feeling of deja vu, like he’s been here before and this sense of dread was starting to creep up on him as if   .   .   .

NO!  No, no, no no!  That was just a nightmare!  A nightmare!  A dream!

Foolish.

Dreams can’t hurt you!  Dreams can’t hurt you!  Dreams can’t hurt you!  They can’t hurt, they can’t hurt you, they can’t hurt you.  They.  Can’t.  Hurt.  You!  Dreams can come true, yes, but nightmares can’t!  They just   .   .   .  can’t!

“Foolish!”

“Huh, what?”  Foolish turned around to see Ranboo standing there.  “Oh!  Hey, Ranboo!”

“You okay, Foolish?  You seem a little distracted,” Ranboo asked with concern.  “Maybe you should take a break from building for a bit.”

Foolish sighed, and stared at the ocean with a longing look in his eyes, wanting nothing more than to let his shark side out right then and there.  It has been so long since he took a dip in the ocean and let his shark side out.  He is a God of the Ocean, the Shark being his Animal Totem.  It would be really good to go for a swim for a few hours.  Take his mind off of things, feed his shark side.  Oh, how he missed the taste of raw fish when he caught them.  The joy of swimming so fast that he could fly through the air before diving back down in the deep dark blue.

Foolish closed his eyes and took a deep breath.  “You know what, maybe you’re right?  Maybe I should take a break for a few hours.”  Foolish said never, tearing his eyes away from the ocean.  “You don’t mind that I do that?  Maybe take a swim for the day?”

(The Banquet)

Foolish arrived at the party a little later than intended.  He got carried away with one of his builds again and completely lost track of time!  This wasn’t the first time something like this had happened and everyone gave a light-hearted chuckle.  Foolish joined them on the dance floor, busting out some moves and enjoying himself.  He needed this!

Foolish.

Foolish looked around thinking that he heard someone calling him, but nobody did.  Shrugging his shoulders and chalking it up to overworking himself yet again.  Foolish went back to enjoying the music and dancing.

AntFrost announced that dinner was ready and the food looked amazing!  Skeppy said that he made all the food himself and if it tasted as good as it looked.  Then they were in for a real treat!  Foolish tried the first few dishes and he must say that Skeppy has outdone himself!  Foolish wondered what spices Skeppy had used because he couldn’t quite pinpoint the flavor, but the food was delicious!

“Are we going to do the Ceremony, Bad?”  Skeppy asked excitedly.  “Are we going to have them join us in the Ceremony?”

“Yes, Skeppy.  We will do the Ceremony,” Bad said.

Skeppy couldn’t hold his excitement anymore and started to bounce around in his chair.  “Ceremony!  Ceremony!  Ceremony!”

“Oh?  Is there going to be a Ceremony, Bad?”  Eret asked intrigued.

“Why, yes.  It’s the big reason why we asked all of you to come tonight.  We were hoping to have all of you join us in the Ceremony?” Bad asked, looking around.

Foolish smiled and nodded yes at Bad, not trusting his voice.  He felt really  .  .  .   off.   Lava began to pour down the walls, trapping everyone behind a waterfall of lava.  Foolish was on his feet but quickly grabbed the back of the chair as a wave of dizziness hit him.

“Did you like the food I prepared for you, Foolish?”  Skeppy asked with a sinister smile.

“What did you do to me?”  Foolish demanded.

“I put a Weakening Potion in the food to weaken you and your powers, Foolish,” Skeppy explained.  “The Egg wants Foolish.  The Egg will get Foolish.”

“Alright, that’s enough!  I’ve had enough of this Egg!  And now you’ve gone and poisoned my friend?!  That’s going too far!”  Ponk ran to where he hid the chest that had their weapons.  Only to find the chest to be empty!

“What the -”

“Hahahahaha!!!!  Were you perhaps looking for these?”  Bad taunted, handing the weapons out to Hannah, AntFrost, and Skeppy.  “Oh, you know what?  Since Ponk has so much spirit and went through all that trouble to sneak these in.  Why not have Ponk be the first to be Sacrificed?”

“Great idea Bad!  Would you kindly follow me!”  Foolish attempted to stop Hannah but fell to his hands and knees.

“It’s okay, Foolish.  It’s okay.”  Ponk tried to reassure his friend.

Then Hannah brought the sword down.

(Foolish’s Bedroom)

Foolish bolted straight up.  He was shivering from head to toe with it only being seventy-five degrees Fahrenheit.  Stumbling to the bathroom, Foolish splashed some cold water on his face.  Closing his eyes and taking several deep breaths, Foolish tried to calm himself down.  These - these nightmares are getting worse and Foolish has no idea why he’s having them or what they mean.

(Night 13)

Foolish wasn’t himself today.  He started snapping at Ranboo - at Ranboo!  Why did he do that?  He never lashed out before!  It’s got to be the stress of the build that he’s been doing for Ranboo and Tubbo and the nightmares that have been plaguing him.  He still can’t get over that!  What do they mean?

He keeps revisiting the same nightmare but every time it’s a bit different.  Foolish was invited to a Banquet hosted by BadBoyHalo, AntFrost, and Skeppy.  Sometimes Skeppy wasn’t even there and instead, it’s either Hannah or Ponk or both of them.  And then someone dies at the hands of the people who should be their friends.

Foolish.

The worst part about these nightmares is, is the fact that Foolish doesn’t know why.  Why would they do that?  Why would Papa Puffy’s friends do that?  What was the Egg?  Was the Egg a Dreamon?  The Blood God?  An Ancient like him that was trapped or imprisoned by the God War?

Foolish.

Foolish looked around thinking that Ranboo or Tubbo or someone was trying to get his attention.  Wait, when did he leave Snowchester?  When did Foolish get to the dessert of his Summer home?  He must be more tired than he thought.  Foolish will deal with the fight he had with Ranboo tomorrow, right now, he needs some well-deserved rest.

(The Banquet)

Foolish arrived at the Banquet a few minutes after Papa Puffy and Sam.  Looking around, he couldn’t help but smile a bit at the decorations.

“Foolish! You made it!” Bad said.

“Yeah, sorry, I’m a little late.”

“Got caught up with another build, again?”  Bad asked and then laughed lightly at Foolish’s nod.  “Well grab some punch and the dance floor is open.  The food will be ready here shortly!”

“Foolish!”  Papa Puffy called.  “Foolish!  You need to relax!  We’re here to have some fun!  Come on, and bust a move on the dance floor!”

Foolish smiled and joined everyone on the dance floor.  He even tried to mingle a bit with Nikki, and Hannah, but his heart just wasn’t in.

“You okay, Foolish?”  Eret asked.

“Yeah, yeah.  Just stressed.  A lot of people have been asking and hiring me to build for them.  Apparently, I received the reputation of one of the “Best Builders”' on the Server.”  Foolish tried to sound light-hearted.

“Oh, you have, Foolish!  You have!”  Eret said with a lot of enthusiasm.  “You might want to start your own business!”

Foolish gave a genuine smile and chuckled a bit at that.  Ah, so that’s why he felt so out of it!  It was just stress!  Stress from building and stress from him trying to top himself, and outdo himself with every build.  That’s got to be it!  Right?  Right.  Okay, Foolish time to go and enjoy the music, the punch, and the food!  You’re here to have fun!  And to get your mind off of things.

Foolish.

Bad announced that dinner was ready and Foolish was eager to dig in.  The food tasted amazing!  Ponk outdid himself!  Foolish wondered what he used because it was just the right amount of spicy that he liked!  Foolish engaged in some small talk while they ate.  That was until he noticed the lava began to pour down the walls!

“What the?!”

“Oh My Stream!”

“XD!  What’s happening?!”

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!”

“Hehehehehahahahahaha!  Well, now, who would like to go first to be Sacrificed for the Egg?”  Bad asked, enjoying the chaos.

“Sacrificed?!”  Fundy screamed.

“No, we’re fine, we’re fine, we’re fine,” Puffy tried to assure everyone.  “You know what?  I didn’t trust you Bad!  I didn’t trust you at all!  I didn’t trust you or AntFrost or Ponk!  You know, it’s unfortunate that I can’t trust either one of you!”  Puffy went over to where they hid the chest under the table.  “Because I planned for this!  Wait, what?!”

“Oh ho!  Were you looking for these?”  Bad asked, handing the weapons out.

“What?!  How?!”  Puffy demanded.

“I’m sorry Puffy,”  Hannah apologized.  “I had to do it.  I had to tell them.”

“What?  Hannah?  But you were with us!”  Foolish couldn’t believe this!  Not only was he not able to save Ponk but now Hannah has betrayed them?

“The Egg!  It’s been helping me!  Healing me!”  Hannah explained.

“Now, who’s all ready for the Sacrifices?!”  Bad asked excitedly

“WHAT?!”

“Well, you see, for the Egg to hatch it needs energy.  And in order to get that energy is for people to die near it and that’s where you all come in!”  Bad explained.  “So, who wants to go first?”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!  Bad!  AntFrost!  This is your last chance with me!”

“Puffy, this is your fault!”  AntFrost said.  “You betrayed the Eggpire!  You were part of something beautiful and worth something!  Now, everyone behind you will die!  Because of you!”

“Not because of me!  I did what I had to do to protect the people!  To protect my son!”  Puffy exclaimed.  Hoping for one last attempt to get through to the people she once called friends.

“Well, then.  Thank you for volunteering!  You can go first Puffy!”  AntFrost began to drag Puffy up to the altar with Puffy putting up one hell of a fight.

“Alright stop!  I am sick of this foul red stench.  I tried - we’ve tried to give this dreadful Egg another chance!  But it’s probably best that it ends this way.  Let’s see if this Egg can withstand a barrage of lightning!”  Foolish began to charge up his power to summon the lightning.  But nothing happened.  Foolish tried again, eyes glowing white, but nothing happened.  Foolish tried again, eyes glowing white and sparks flying around him, but nothing happened.

“Wait, wait, - I don’t  .  .  .  I don’t understand   .   .  .  Why’s it - why’s it not working?”  Foolish asked confused.  Why weren’t his powers working?  Why wasn’t it working?  Why can’t he summon the lightning?

“Did you like the food I made you, Foolish?”  Ponk asked.  “I must admit, I didn’t think it would work on you, but I’m glad it did.”

“What?!  Ponk?!  What did you do to me?”  Foolish screamed in disbelief.  How did it come to this?

“After our encounter at your Summer Home, with you doing that wonderful display of your powers.  I slipped you a Weakening Potion in your food.”  Ponk explained.  “Glad to see that it worked!”

“It’s okay, Foolish!  It’ll be okay!”  Puffy tried to reassure her son.  “I’ll come back!  I’ll still have two canon lives.”

AntFost then brought the sword down.

(Foolish’s Bedroom)

“NO!!!!”  Foolish screamed falling out of bed, wrestling with the sheets to untangle himself.

“No!  No, no, no, no, no!!!!  Ender, no!  Not Papa Puffy!  Not Papa Puffy!”  Foolish pleaded.

A part of Foolish wanted to believe that these nightmares mean nothing and that the events that keep happening in the Dream World would never happen!  But another part of him knew that if he didn’t figure out what these mean, then chances are.  These nightmares will become visions of the future.  A future that Foolish fears what might happen if they do come true.

(Captain Puffy’s House)

Captain Cara “Puffy” walked into her Kitchen to make a teapot.  She earned the nickname “Puffy” years ago when she was on board a ship because of how “puffy” and “soft” her hair was like wool.  The Sheep Hybrid smiled at the memories.  Going from swabbing the decks when she first signed up to be part of the crew to one day becoming the Captain.

The whistling of the tea kettle brought Puffy out of her musings and she quickly made herself a cup of tea.  Puffy walked over to the back balcony of her home and sighed deeply.  She hasn’t been sleeping well lately and sometimes Puffy can just tell that something was bothering her son.  If the way the ocean was acting Snowchester was anything to go by.  She’s not sure what it was but something has shaken Foolish. 

Puffy insisted that her home was built near the ocean.  She loved the smell and the feel of the water and wind.  Puffy would be lying if she didn’t say that she missed the wide open ocean with the sails full from the wind traveling across the seas and discovering new lands.  But after that one incident that nearly cost her, not only her life but her crew member’s life.  Puffy knew that she had to retire after that.

Taking another deep breath, Puffy looked out from her balcony.  Trouble was, a foot and something was about to happen.  Call Puffy superstitious but after sailing the seven seas, you tend to notice certain signs that everyone else would dismiss.  The waves of the ocean were crashing more violently as if the ocean was trying to take the land itself back to its watery grave.

The other thing that caught Puffy’s attention was the moon itself.  The Autumn Moon was full tonight and with how bright the orange was with how dark the shadows of the Moon herself were.  It looked as if Puffy was staring at a Jack-O-Lantern in the sky!  Puffy hadn’t seen this in so many years!  And the last time this happened  .   .   .

Yeah, something was off!  Something was affecting her son!  Puffy knew that Foolish was the God of the Ocean and the Totem of Death.  But after they met each other all those years ago, Puffy had helped Foolish regain a connection to his humanity and even adopted him as her son.

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, Puffy decided to sing a song that she hadn’t sung in a long, long, long time.  Hoping that the ocean and the wind will carry it back to her son.

[mellorphic]

DSMP PRIDE DAY 25 - enby c!Ponk

I don’t actually know if cc!Ponk is non-binary, just that she uses all pronouns. No idea if they’ve actually labelled their identity or not.

All of my dsmp pride art can be found in the #dsmp pride month tag

Taglist is under the cut! Let me know if you want to be added

@helpicant-stop

@mayrine

[elfecassepied]

hellooooo!!!

yap to me about your Dsmp x Epic AU!! I'd love to hear about it!! :DDDDDD

Yeeeesss *vibrating*

Me with this au right now:

Ok so. I'm a big fan of the Odyssey and Epic the musical, the story of the AU isn't a 100% copy of these sources materials mostly characters like and lore like. For what I've seen now the narrative course is the same than the musical until the Vengeance Saga (the Vengeance Saga rocks but I want to do something a little different and maybe closer than the original Odyssey. I'm not sure yet but I just love the Phaeacians so much I will do something including them). I don't really care about the Troy war (I mean in the au, I love classicals Iliad included) so I didn't bother matching dsmp's characters for Iliad's characters, like Diomedes, Aganemnon, Helen and all.

Dream is the reigning king of Ithaca(™) who is dragged, literally, in the L'Manberg war away from his family. George is his wife (we don't believe in gender in this house) and I chosed Tubbo to be Telemachus (inspired by one of the dynamic I sometimes see in fanfiction were Tubbo and Dream are brothers coded).

George gets a little more, proactive role I would say, in defending his house from the suitors. Suitors started to come since 11 years or something like that. He can't really fight all these men who are youngs, well equipped and full of energy when himself runs a kingdom low on resources and men where the current military force is young and unexperienced (missing the prev generation to teach them). So he uses more sneaky ways, and it's not so rare than some suitors suddenly change their mind and leave or were never been seen again after getting a little to bold. Callahan is George's confidant and "right hand man" and yes he helps him hide the bodies. George also has an ongoing deal with the god HD (Hera's role).

Tubbo doesn't know what's going on but George said him to always tell me if one of the men was rude to him (the ones who threatened his son always disappeared first). But he tries to help is own way which mostly translate by being a little shit and sometimes got into fights with the assholes, like the small feral gremlin he is.

On the other side of the sea, Dream just lost around ten of his men including his little-brother/almost-son figure Ranboo to the hands of an angered cyclop, Ponk. And follows it by having a fight with his protector god and perceived friend Technoblade, resulting in the god leaving him alone to face the new challenges on his way: especially the wrath of the god Sam, who was Ponk's boyfriend oops. He will encounter threats and allies equally, including: the god Philza and his crows minions, the shape-shifting enchanter Quackity on his island of Las Nevadas, visiting the underworld to have a chat with the prophet Karl Jacob, slaying some sirens and feeding the sea monster Nikki with some of his own men.

At first I wanted to make a parallel between the human trio Dream, George and Sapnap (Eurylochus), and a god trio XD (Zeus), HD (Hera) and PVP (as Apollo or Ares I wasn't sure). However I changed my mind, made Punz Dream's best friend and right hand man and yeeted PVP to make Sapnap himself a god because I wanted to have an unnecessary Karlnapity storyline in the background. Take it, it's free.

Also I separated Wilbur in two characters: L'Manberg Wilbur/Ghostbur named William who was the crown prince of L'Manberg and died in the war before the beginning of my story and Pogtopia Wilbur/Revived Wilbur who I call Wilbur and who is an exiled titan, ancient friend of Philza and Technoblade, playing the role of Calypso. Tommy was William's little brother and a literal toddler Dream killed by throwing him from L'Manberg's walls.

I have an ongoing theme with how mask/hiding face is linked to inhumanity and how gods or godly beings Dream will meet on his way will somehow hide a part or their full face ; and how he himself started to wear his iconic mask as he chose the path of monstrosity ; and at the same time George assassinated suitors in silence, wearing a veil and pretending to grief his husband ; while Technoblade even if he said he was done™ with humans will be befriended by Tubbo until he stops wearing his mask around him because he's growing closer to humanity. So yeah shits like that.

I will end this little vent with a non-fixed list of the gods I talked about and their domains:

XD (Zeus), king of the gods, god of order, power, lighting, possibilities and civilization

HD (Hera), queen of the gods, god of night, sleep, oaths and destiny

Sam (Poseidon), god of sea, strength, earthquakes, energy and creativity

Technoblade (Athena), god of blood, battles, vitality and strategies

Philza (Aeolus), god of winds, tempests, travelers, sailors and change

Sapnap (Apollo), god of the Sun, fire, protection and loyalty

Wilbur (Calypso), titan of music, song, chaos and free-spirit (for now *wink*Fundy*wink*) (ex titan of fire and war)

[kay-then-i-guess]

Roleshuffle, Part 29! Wilbur was originally singing a, uh, different song, but due to the cc being crappy, he's been demoted to Wonderwall.

If you have any questions or comments, my askbox is always open!

You can access the full comic here.

[invisiblesketches]

Here's my gift for @routeriver for the @mcytblrholidayexchange! I really hope you like it! This was fun to draw!

[trashland-llamas]

Idk that much about Ponk's dsmp character except that they're the only canonical medical doctor on the server. That said, I have this headcanon that they have alchemy symbols engraved into their eyes. It wasn't a painful procedure they went through, their eyes are just like that. To keep up appearances, they wear contacts but with this, they've turned it into a funny bit as no one but Sam knows what their eyes truly look like. 'You're eyes are brown?'

'Yea, what color did you think they were?'

'I could've sworn they were green.' Spotting a knowing grin on Sam's face as they swiftly leave the room. And others ask Sam why he acts like he knows something they don't, cause he's not subtle for shit. 'Oh, it's nothing.'