#dsmpsona

[wettbewerberrr]

before i run away into the forest to never come back again, i want to share some more facts about my dsmpsona

she is not afraid of gods, but she is very much scared of caves, mold and wet bread

[mynameisnotsoda]

[scheduled]

MR PRESIDENT (ft c!soda)

[zomby3na]

DAY छबिस !!!!

DSMPSONA: WASTELAND

Yes I know this is shit shhh.. it's okay..

ANYWAY ILL POST THE REST TMRW!! AND ILL ANSWER MY ASKS AFTER FRIDAY AKA THE LAST DAY

[darlingblade]

Runs and drops various emojis for the ask game for bloodlace the beloveds

🌹 🔥 ☕️ 🖤

🌹 Who fell harder & who fell first?

techno fell first. don’t let him fool you. they’ve known each other since they were twelve and i fully believe techno has been in love with her since the day they met, even if he didn’t realize it in full. maggie fell harder because she didn’t realize she was in love with techno until she was fourteen

🔥 What’s the pettiest thing they’ve ever argued about?

when they were sixteen they had a full screaming match over techno refusing to share a blanket. which, when looking back, is the silliest thing they ever did, because they had multiple blankets that maggie could get. she doesn't even know why she wanted that one in particular but they literally were SO MAD at each other for like an hour before they both warily apologized

☕ Who’s the morning person & how do they lure the night owl out of bed?

i think it depends on what arc they’re in. pre doomsday, maggie is such an early bird that she’ll get up when it’s still dark out if she can. techno will sleep in if he’s not shaken awake--or, if you’re maggie, jumped on /silly post doomsday, techno is the one to get up first, but in no way is he crazy enough to wake up BEFORE the sun rises. post doomsday maggie has pretty severe insomnia and usually doesn’t get to bed until after midnight. which makes techno hesitant to try and wake her up, unless he really wants her to get up and move a bit. if he has to wake her up he usually just settles with scooping her out of bed and letting the cold air do the work

🖤 What’s the darkest “we’ll never tell anyone” thing they’ve done together?

putting a quick content warning for mentions of canon (albeit temporary) death!!!

i’m not sure this counts but it’s the only thing i can think of. remember how techno took one of quackity’s first life with the pickaxe after his failed execution? yeah? okay well now picture instead of techno taking that life, it was sort of a mix of techno and maggie together. and half of the reason they haven’t told anyone is for a few reasons (because well people get death messages on their communicators all the time so people already know) but the main one is! maggie does not remember it. at all. and techno, for everyone’s safety, would like to KEEP IT that way. she’s already traumatized enough, and he doesn’t need her traumatizing herself more by remembering that she killed a guy, even if it was out of self defense.

[sashaandmasks]

Free from the island and watched over by luck itself

Characters: Hoxx (any pronouns), Quackity (he/him), Sasha (mirror pronouns), Elena (she/her), ElQuackity (he/him) Flags: Agender, AroAce, Gay, Aromantic, Polyamory, Non binary, Asexual, Transgender, Bisexual

Disclaimer: This art is of our alter Sasha, all characters drawn here are according to his memories of them, no debate/headcanons will be tolerated on this post

[sl-eepysoda]

also posting again to say that my dsmpsona and dsmp yapping and art server is still there and if anyone wants to join you can just dm me!

its kind of active but i think with a few more members to talk to it would be even nicer!

[hiding-in-the-vault]

I liked my cultAU!Vault art, so here ya go ;p

The last image is of canonical c!Vault, but it carries over

[maigetheplatypus57]

Being a dsmp fan who joined post-prison break is like. my dsmpsona is a newcomer who just moved into snowchester. the other residents welcome me in and tell me stories. stories about its founder and his loving husband and adorable child (a founder whose husband is dead and child missing. a founder who is on a path of revenge while going through the stages of grief). stories of the founder's best friend, who has seen too much and gone through even worse and is doing what he can to hide from a recently escaped madman ("oh yeah, watch out for the man in the mask" they tell me, "he's bad news"). stories of a commune, in a snowy environment like ours, where a warrior and his friends reside (the ones who destroyed a beautiful country, they whisper, the reason why they held their breaths when he came poking around looking for a government). finally, they tell me stories of the beautiful country, one that rose and fell and rebuilt again until it was reduced to a hauntingly beautiful crater, overtaken by nature (they show me pictures of how it looked, before, and despite all of the pain and heartache that followed I longed to have joined the server a year before, to have walked through the crowded but cosy streets and reach out to the colorful lanterns and streamers above me).

I'm overwhelmed by the stories, amazed at what came before as I eagerly watch what comes after. Watch a newcomer like me attempt to find home while haunted by ghosts, watch one man's long trek to find forgiveness and closure, watch a dazzling city get blown up before I even finished hearing the stories around its birth, watch a goddess protect those she loves as it all comes crashing down in the end.

I sigh, looking at the fallout and devastation, and move on to other servers, but I will always remember the stories I listened to and the stories I saw for myself, and I smile as I find others who remain and hang onto those memories, as we rebuild once again.