#my dsmp headcanons

[mcg-127]

MY DSMP CHARACTER HEADCANONS: GENDER & ORIENTATION

I've decided to start sharing some of my DSMP headcanons here! Info subject to updates. For this one in particular (LGBTQ+ identities), please remember I'm talking about the characters, so some details are different from the CCs. I'll also add links to explanations for identities that aren't as well-known. Enjoy :D

Philza: A-Faunic. He/him; masc presentation. Heteromantic demisexual, and queerplatonic.

Technoblade: Cassmale. He/him; masc presentation. Aro-ace and queerplatonic.

Wilbur: Cis man. He/him; masc presentation. Biromantic bisexual.

Tommy: Cis man before his revival; boyvoid afterwards. He/him, sol/solar/solarself; masc presentation. Aro-ace.

Tubbo: Cassmale. He/him; masc presentation. Asterosian, asexual and queerplatonic.

Ranboo: Nonbinary, genderfluid and kenochoric. He/they normally, re/rem/remself when enderwalking. Masc & androgynous presentation. Toric, ace and queerplatonic.

Fundy: Trans man. He/him; masc presentation. Gay.

Eret: Genderqueer. He/she/they; presents differently on different days. Biromantic bisexual.

Puffy: Trans woman. She/her, ae/aers, wave/waveself; feminine presentation. Lesbiromantic demisexual.

Niki: Cis woman. She/her; feminine presentation. Biromantic bisexual.

Sam: Cis man. He/him; masc presentation. Panromantic ace.

Ponk: Genderqueer and pangender. He/she/they; androgynous presentation. Toric and demisexual.

Quackity: Cis man. He/him; masc presentation. Homoromantic apothisexual.

Sapnap: Flamarian. He/him, flare/flares/flareself. Gay.

Dream: Agender, praegender, infideimagender, corruptegodic. He/Him (prefers the first letter capitalised to signify divinity); masc presentation. Aro-ace.

Punz: Demi-guy. He/they; masc presentation. Aro-ace.

Characters not listed here are either cishet in my HC, or I don't know enough about them to have a HC. Feel free to discuss in the comments and share your own LGBTQ+ HCs!

[noastea]

DSMP Hybrids - Part 1

- Demon Hybrids

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✦ For my DSMP headcanons of hybrids on the server, I decided to work a bit on the anatomy and characteristics of each species, starting by Demons!

Note: There's a difference for full-blood demons, such as cBad and the others; I'll be focusing mainly on the hybrids rather than the full demons.

⤷ During the time I made this drawing I had only worked on 3 demon hybrids: cEryn, cTommy and cSapnap, however I was reminded that Tina confirmed her character to be a demon, so she too is a demon hybrid in my headcanons (I'll be working on her design later!)

HYBRIDS CHARACTERISTICS

⤷ Demon Hybrids have very similar characteristics in general: As beings with demon blood, they all are born with long tails and horns, with different sizes depending on their sex. They have long ears and scales around their body, that can be more or less proeminent depending on the person;

Although my first three designs have all different shades of red and black, these hybrids can also have dark shades of blue and purple (such as cTina);

⤷ For demon hybrids, their sex can affect their physiognomy. Some of the charistics I worked on were:

For AMAB hybrids: They have longer tails with sharper tips and small horns;

For AFAB hybrids: Their tails are smaller with a round tip and bigger horns;

So, what about my cTommy design? I headcanon cTommy as an intersex person (He/She) which leads to him as having mixed traits from both sexes (Long tail with sharper tip and big horns); I'd like to point that hybrids can be born with traits of the other sex, although that's not cTommy's case :)

Demon Hybrids in general also very some strong fire resistence (they're not immune, just resistent), besides other quirks such as: Better eyesight at night and better hearing than humans.

Their hybrid organs are also essential for them: their tails are very important for balance and sense of spacial perception, whilst their horns are related to their hearing, so damadging those parts could cause serious injuries - Example: cTommy got her horns destroyed during cDream's beating in prison, and although they were restored on revival, she's deaf on her left ear, besides injuries on his tail during exile, she gets clumsier after that.

So yeah, they're definitely not decorations but functional organs.

cTina also has serious injuries on her horns, making her almost completely deaf on both ears;

For cEryn, he's one of the few hybrids that doesn't have any scales around his body like cTommy and cSapnap do;

Some background information: Demon Hybrids aren't exactly common, so for all of them on the server meeting each other was kind of a surprise, maybe less for cTommy as he met cEryn during his childhood, but yeah, still a bit rare.

That'll be it for now for the demon hybrids. I plan on working on cTina's design once I'm done on the Bovidae hybrids (cTubbo, cPuffy and cSchlatt)

Thanks for those who read this! :>

[llegato]

a redraw of something from 2020

the original version + the 2022 version

[diooni]

Curious about what kind of hybrid your cDream is because he looks really cool and I was curious about what he is :3

Ooh! Nice question! I was actually recently working that out more. And i have this whole story in my head which i can’t get down fully coherently but—

I’d say my c!dream is a close to a shapeshifter demon (Dreamon as i like to call it sometimes).

But he has a curse on him by the revival book where he gets more and more corrupted the more he uses it. Also causing him to have some unbalanced control over his looks.

[charlybvnny]

Michael's final moment

A Michael_Beloved animatic about his final moments, because he is an underappreciated character, and has so much potential.

A ramble about him under cut.

TWs:

- bugs

- bones

- talk of death and decay

- I think there is a slight flash but I'm unsure? So flashing warning just in case

michael is an underated npc / character and people should utilise his dynamic more often. i will explain:

he's stuck, he has nothing to do, nothing he can do. because he's an npc, his life will never begin because he's not living. people overlook him and don't pay him mind, his own parents don't pay attention to him. it's not that they don't love him, they do, they just don't have the time nor ability to look after him, atleast not properly.

people treat him more like a glorified pet because he is still an npc, no one should, realistically, love him like a son, at most he is a pet. but he's one of, if not the only, npc on the dsmp that is canonically considered a son, not a pet. shroud is technically a pet, yoghurt is i think considered fundy's son? but if you check on the wiki, michael is the only one of actual listing and not just an addition of another. michael is his own person, and yet is still an npc. he can't do anything, and yet is his own someone. he is someone, not someone's addition. he's not tubbo's son, or ranboo's son, he is michael.

and yet he's still stuck in his room. still stuck having to go along with other people's wills. because he is code. he can't do anything but follow his code.

and so with the charactarization of michael, making him his own person, it allows him the ability to think, yet not do. "i think therefore i am" and yet he can't think. not actually. he still has to follow his code. if you hit him, he must attack back, its in the code. so you can characterize and personalise michael all you want, give him hopes, and dreams, give him depth, but in the end, he is an npc. he can't leave his room, he can't make friends, he can't go explore. he is stuck in his room. just like how rapunzel is stuck in the tower.

in this essay i will explain why michael's song is "when will my life begin"-

[shots fired i bleed out as someone drags my body away]

Ok but in actuality, the rotting aspect of Michael is so great for potential in fics;

michael can be used in fics and i'm heartbroken people don't. see, michael is a zombie piglin, he is quite literally rotting. he is a sick, dying child of neglect and no one uses this to their advantage. do no fic writers see the potential devestating catastrophe of michael? how angsty it could be if he's used right?

I like Michael, can you tell 🥺

And you don't even need him to be a piglin in fics either, he could be a dying plant, or an injured yet beloved pet. He has potential please people listen to me 😭🙏

You can make him disability rep, please I love disabled characters in fics (if done right) and there's so much potential here.

I was messaging my friends while making this too, and I was shattering their very souls with my angst, and the thing is, you can shatter your friend's souls with angst too! Please use Michael, even if he's just a side character in your fic, if you got Tubbo, or Ranboo, please include Michael in some form, like a melted candle, or a torn doodle.

Anyways continuing on with angst!

They say the eyes are the route to the soul, and I like to think piglins only die when their souls are damaged. Only when their light fades.

Michael's usually twinkling eyes, now dull and a sullen blue, holding nothing but pure sorrow, and childish hope now shattered. His parents aren't coming. No one is coming. He's going to die alone. He's going to die, without embracing his parents one last time.

His body so decayed and rotten his ribs are fully out, spiders finding a new home where his once beating heart of love was, and yet he allows them to stay, allowing the bugs to feast on his carcass, because it's something. It's another being simply touching him. And so he lets the bugs eat his dying self, because at least it's something, a distressing comfort to accompany his final moments.

He's not alone. Not yet. It's fine. He's not alone. He won't die alone.. he thinks with his last thoughts, salty tears prickling his eye as he tries to comfort himself, just as his parents would if they were here.

I hope you cry, I hope you sob, I hope those silvery drops of sorrow prick your eyes and roll down your cheeks. If you are angry at me, perhaps you should scream into the bottomless pit of my soul, maybe a shard of guilt might scream back one day. Today's not the day though.

[nomsfaultau]

In the Piglin culture, they're frequently named in reference of what keeps them living. It might be abstract like an ideal, a wish, emotion, allegiance, or something more concrete like something related to their career/services they provide. So, Technoblade is quite literally calling himself a weapon, because fighting is what he lives for. It’s the challenge that pushes him further and further, motivation singing in his veins like adrenaline. All he wants is to fight for his friends and his ideals. It’s a way as claiming to be a protector, to him. A promise of safety and danger in one breath.

Which is why it hurts so much when all that meaning is stripped down to a simple tool.

Anyway, fluff time: as a little way of showing endearment, he gives his friends weapon nicknames. Philza is Fletching, as a reference to his feathers and also how no matter how far away he is he’ll always shoot over to technos side if he calls for him. Ranboo is Whipsnap, both for their tail and twig thinness but also a joke about them being a whippersnapper since Techno is their ‘old wizened’ mentor. Tommy is dagger, which started off as a cute diminutive and a joke about him being tiny, but became all too poignant when he became a dagger in technos back. And so on and so forth.

[kozzax]

thinking about my shapeshifter tubbo headcanon. like . tubbo who's a shapeshifter and takes on aspects of the people around him fully subconsciously. he can control it a little, but not enough to make any like... super impactful changes intentionally. anyone who makes a big enough impact on him leaves a physical reminder. when the smp starts he looks so close to tommy. they've got the same eyes, the same hair, the same height-- they look almost like mirror images of each other.

when the disc wars started, he developed ever-shifting freckles. the count changes over time, never the same between two days, but they're there. nobody likes to think about where they came from. they've all seen the freckles that go up and down dream's arms.

the revolutionary war came along with a new hair color, as his hair shifted to match wilbur's, as he took on the brown hair of their leader. it changes shades from time to time, after the war, but it never stops being brown.

eret leaves their mark in the final control room. when tubbo shoots back to life in his bed, he's nearly half a foot taller than he was before. his uniform doesn't fit anymore. he screams into his pillow about it.

of course, there's the ram horns. the ram horns that started out so small, but grew so large over time. schlatt will always haunt him, will always stand behind him with a wicked grin and a dangerous laugh. the horns are so heavy . they're so heavy.

there's the tusks, too. the tiny tusks that grew in as his firework scars healed over. the tusks that everyone knows he stole from techno.

ranboo leaves their mark with a long tail, with a reshaping of the firework scars to be half-and-half across tubbo's face. it's the first change in a long time that he actually likes, that he can wear proudly and recognize the source of.

and then he exiles tommy. and when tommy looks up at him, at his oldest friend, unrecognizable from the day they first showed up here, instead of the blue eyes that he's grown so used to seeing-- he sees green. he sees the same sickening green that sits across dream's jacket behind him.

tubbo doesn't reflect tommy, anymore. no, instead he reflects dream-- he reflects dream twice, and it hurts so much.

(of course, the moment tommy leaves, tubbo's roots begin to grow out. the moment tommy leaves, his eyes revert back to their blue. the moment tommy leaves, tubbo begins to reflect him again.)

(nobody knows if it's his way of holding his tommy close still, or if it's a reflection of his guilt)

(tubbo doesn't know if it's his way of holding tommy close still or a manifestation of his guilt.)

[starlit-bawka]

aaaa here's my @mcyt-halloween gift for @bugflies00 !! I really hope you like it !! I decided to go with some trick-or-treating custodytrio with a hint of spookiness. Wil wanted Q to match costumes with her, but he absolutely was not in the Halloween spirit x3

[septic-salad]

SHAKING YOU

LISTEN TO ME!!!!!

Old doodle under the cut </3

This is from exactly a year ago, tntduo still wins 🥰

[nekole-doodles]

I have a quick question for you guys that I've been wondering about

[codgod]

a post-revival ctommy for old times sake

[noastea]

Working on the Bovidae Hybrids

[addlepater]

Quackity has a pet tarantula. he's just hot like that. he heard that the women eat their mates and bought one.

plus, he lives in an artificial oops I mean real desert and could probably stumble upon one.

he keeps her in a luxurious enclosure and gives her forehead kisses every night because he's just like that.

he also tells wilbur that she cuddles up to him at night just so he wont fall asleep in his bed every time they screw. later hell regret this as it takes many months of sleeping in wilbur's stinky ass van before he's comfortable sleeping in quackity's bed.

[fanceknight]

When was the Final Control Room built?

Do you guys remember that Eret said that there was a tree stump on top of the Final Control Room and that she put a dirt block on top of it to remember the location? In case something went wrong? Using this information, we can pinpoint when exactly the Final Control Room was built!

First, take a look at this screenshot from Dream's stream from July 31st:

Here, we can see the tree stump in the bottom right corner. There were many tree stumps around L'Manberg that day, since the Dream Team had burnt down a lot of the trees, leaving only the stumps. But our focus should be this particular stump, as t stands directly above the coordinates of the fcr.

This stream was the one where the Dream Team bombs L'Manberg with TNT canons and Eret is all alone to defend the country, if anyone was wondering.

We can clearly see the bright top side of the stump, meaning no dirt block was placed on it yet.

However, if we take a look at this screenshot from Tommy's stream not even 24 hours later:

We can see that there is now a dirt block on top of that tree stump. Meaning that the Final Control Room was built.

This means that Eret built the fcr between the evening of July 31st and the evening of August 1st british time.

Considering Eret's timezone and the fact that none of the others caught her in the act, I think it's save to say that Eret built the room that very night.

[cowboyskeletons]

[**VINE BOOM**]

[the-final-sif]

Okay, insane worldbuilding baby god c!Dream time now that I'm doing a bit less dying. You were warned about the worldbuilding.

To start this off, I have to introduce the nonsense deity system that this universe has running in the background.

Humans exist, hybrids exist, gods exist. Gods are not quite immortal, but they're close to it. Gods are separated out into different factions or "titles", there's quite a few factions with different corresponding hybrid groups. Some titles must be held by a hybrid from a certain group, some titles can be held by anyone from anywhere. More than one god can exist for a single title, and the inter-faction relationships vary.

Ex, there can be 2 death gods, and how they work together will be different depending on their personalities. Each god will have a specific role usually assigned at their ascension.

For a very long time, gods existed in a natural cycle. They would be born when a hybrid or human was chosen by the universe to be a prospective god (nicknamed "baby gods" or "godlings"), they would be marked from birth, but gods are generally unable to pick out godlings until they start to grow up, usually between 6-10. A baby god will be compelled to undergo a set of trials depending on their prospective title.

A baby god failing could have a range of consequences, from death to simply losing the prospective godhood. It mostly depends on the requirements of the trial. The trials have been set in place by a force that existed prior to the gods, and they have no control over it.

There will only ever be one baby god at a time. The universe picks one for the current title, that one is given the ability to attempt the trials. Upon success, the universe moves to the next title. Upon failure, there's often a waiting period of 50-100 years before the universe picks again for another prospective of the same title. The universe will not move on until a new god has joined the ranks of the current title.

When a baby god succeeds, they ascend to godhood. They're gifted a new name offering them a specific role under their title. Most gods also keep their human names in some capacity, although those are reserved for a chosen few. Some ditch their human names. Some pick new names. Some tell other gods their role, others do not.

Ex: Kristen (Human Name), God of death (title), Soul guide (Role)

Another example would be XD, (human name unknown), God of the End (title), Claims his role was given as "XD", lying.

Gods obviously have a lot at stake for helping out the best of their own titles, so they have agreements in place and rules about what sort of help can and can't be given to godlings. Unlike human agreements, gods are bound by their word (with one exception), so these rules maintained a fair process for a very long time. Right up until they didn't.

See, I mentioned before that gods are mostly immortal. There are exactly two things that can kill a god. Expulsion or an End God.

Expulsion is a process that requires all other gods to agree that the chosen god needs to die, that not doing so would threaten the universe itself. If there is an agreement from all other gods, then the god in question is stripped of their godhood and killed. While modern gods aren't entirely sure why this works, the best evidence suggests it is due to a very old pact made at the start of the universe that almost all gods are bound by.

The other exception are End Gods, also known among gods as "The Unbound". They possess a simple yet devastating ability that no other god has. They can lie.

It's generally assumed that this ability is why End Gods retained the ability to kill other gods. Either that or they were given the ability to lie in order to retain that ability. It's unclear which came first, or if it even matters.

Because End Gods can lie, they remained unbound by the pact of the other gods, and can kill as they like.

In fact, not only CAN End gods kill, but their trial requires them to do so. In order for a godling to complete their trial, they must slay two fully fledged gods.

This complicates the End gods relationship to other gods. On some level, End gods are much needed. While gods of various titles don't die naturally, they do age in a way, and they can lose themselves to madness. The older a god is, the more likely they are to lose themselves. It can be extremely difficult to gather and convince every single other god that one god is beyond saving and has to be stripped of godhood.

Still, other gods regard End Gods with a level of fear. It's only natural to fear something that can kill you. Beyond that, trusting an End God is always a gamble. Any promise made to them must be fulfilled, while they aren't bound in return.

Despite this or perhaps because of this, End Gods still generally maintained good relationships with other gods. They usually honored their word unless they had been slighted, and killings were generally well justified.

End Gods create a natural cull, and they also act as balance keepers. They tend not to bother with humans much if at all, and instead focus primarily on other gods. As such, they remain relatively unknown or misunderstood by humans. On the flip side, other gods often sought them out as peacekeepers or to provide an unbiased opinion since End Gods stood apart from other titles that were often tied up in promises, obligations, loyalties and favors. They had their role and they played it well.

The birth of a new End God was considered both the end of the prior cycle and the beginning of a new one. It takes quite a long time for new gods to be born when considering a human time scale, so gods started tracking the birth of end gods to mark passages of time for them.

Or they did.

See, the problem was that XD was born.

That wasn't the only problem, there were a lot of problems, but the tipping point was XD.

XD was one of two gods of the end. He had killed one of the prior End Gods to obtain his godhood, the younger of the two, and he took up his mantle with pride. XD was a bit of an oddball among end gods though. Not that that shouldn't have been expected.

End Gods tended not to interact with each other much. One liar was enough, and many saw it as their duty to maintain distance. When End Gods did interact, it was generally in conflict. They were considered unbound after all, and it wouldn't do to break that status.

XD didn't believe in that. He was taken with the other End God and persistently followed them around until his efforts were rewarded with a reluctant friendship. The other god was much much older, and to some degree they were worried about leaving such a young End God to their own devices. They saw their own end coming, and didn't forsee the damage this would cause.

Things were good, for a time. Some of the other gods were unnerved, but others saw it as necessary. After all, XD managing to kill an End God in their prime had also been concern. Signs were there for the eldest End God being on their way out, and having a trained replacement was better.

Because of the danger they pose if they lose themselves to madness, End Gods chose their own deaths. Some claim that the universe told them it was time, others simply said they were done putting up with the other gods. But each End God would know when it was their time, and they would pick how they wanted to go. None ever seemed sad, they were unbound to the world after all.

But XD... XD changed that for his elder. Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe it was purposefully ignoring the signs. But the closer XD grew to the Elder death god, the less they found themselves willing to leave.

The madness set in quickly, and XD did the one thing an End God should never do. He hesitated. He couldn't bring himself to kill his elder. He let himself be bound.

When a vote was called to revoke the elder's godhood, XD had to agree. And again, he hesitated. That hesitation proved to be a grave error.

For the gods, it was a blink of an eye before nearly half of them were wiped out in the mad rage of the elder End God. No title was left unscathed, although thankfully no title was left empty.

XD acted the moment he found himself again, he took the other End God's life and put an end to the carnage. Not before irreversible damage was done, and XD was now left alone.

The incident scared the other titles deeply. It proved just what could happen if End Gods were let unchecked. Many blamed XD, others blamed the fact that two End Gods had been allowed to exist at the same time.

After a heated discussion, an agreement was made between the other gods that this could never be allowed to happen again. End Gods needed to be kept under firm rule.

XD would be allowed to live (if only because not having at least one god for each title could cause major destabilization) but no new End God could be born until his time was up. If XD refused to comply, he would be killed. If he attempted to kill another god, he would also be killed.

There was a newfound fear of death in the gods, and they would not allow themselves to be slaughtered again.

Some even saw this as a method of obtaining true immortality. Of breaking beyond their former limits. They saw a chance for power.

The current cycle continued until it reached it's end, where a new End God should've been allowed to have been born. Tension had been building for what all the gods knew would come next.

End Gods had specific requirements. They had to be born from Ender Dragon hybrids, a race that was generally reclusive and isolated.

The gods merely... increased their isolation. Separating Ender Dragon hybrids from the rest of the universe until they became a myth.

Every time a new End Godling was born and began to show signs, the child was killed before they could truly begin their journey or pose a real threat to the gods. It was cowardly. Pathetic.

And so a new status quo was born.

XD watched as child after child was slaughtered, never given a chance to put up a fair fight. At first he considered it his punishment for hesitating, but over time he watched as the other gods grew... complacent.

He overheard discussions that maybe there should never be another End God. That they should just be rid of them. That the gods shouldn't have to live in fear. They should be above it.

Even as he overheard this, he saw some of the older gods begin their decent into madness. His own ability to act halted by the fear that if he did, if he killed, then he would be killed in turn and no end Godling would be allowed to take his place.

XD watched this go on for a very, very long time. He watched so many children get killed that he couldn't remember all of their names anymore. It broke something in him. He stopped speaking to the other gods. He withdrew.

Finally, he decided he'd had enough. He entered the human world and worked tirelessly to create something new. Something that broke the rules the universe had laid out. Something only an End God could create.

At the end of his work, he had a simple white mask and a plan.

The mask was the cruelest thing he'd ever created, and it was also the only way out. If it worked as he intended, it would hide a godling from the universe itself. Separating the godling from their budding powers and letting them grow strong enough to complete their mission.

It would hide what they were almost entirely, and if XD kept them close to him, any little trickles of godly power that came out could be disguised as his own.

He stalked the remaining colony of ender dragon hybrids for years until finally he found the next godling.

They were only 4, and they had been born very early. It had only been 40 years since the last one.

XD took it as a sign from the universe that he was in the right. The other gods wouldn't really begin their search until it hit 50 years, and they wouldn't really worry until nearly 100 had passed. More than enough time for this little one to grow up and claim their place.

Under the cover of night, he stole the little one away. He pressed the mask onto their face, and took them to a server near where other humans and hybrids were. The child would need to blend in with them eventually.

Although the child protested at first, they eventually understood that XD had taken them for their own safety. That it had to be done. In time, the child began to forget where they came from.

As a part of the process, XD found himself tasked with renaming the little one.

In the end, he chose to share part of his own name. One that he hadn't shared with anyone else. When he'd taken up his own godhood, he'd been given the role of "Dreamer". It was a role he still didn't understand. But maybe his future companion would?

Dream loved his new name, and XD loved him in turn.

Now he just needed to make sure that he kept Dream alive.

How hard could that be?

Anyways the next part of the godling c!Dream AU is just "XD, a god who never talks to humans now has to try to keep a human child alive and also Badboyhalo believes he may be co-parenting with the moon". So stay tuned for that.