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DAY 32 OF DRAWING PONK EVERY DAY UNTIL HES ADDED TO THE QSMP
day 7 and 8 of ponktober :3 enjoy your meal my starving children
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cherry-soda-molars · 5 months
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DAY FOUR OF YURI WEEK!!
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fryingpan1234567 · 1 year
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PART 1- Hermitcraft/ DSMP/ Life Series crossover AU
as excited as I am to write this, I’m a little terrified XD. some of it isn’t very good, but I hope you at least enjoy the character dynamics! there are SO MANY CHARACTERS- there has to be a p2 TvT
for @barley-hopkins
happy reading! ~ It’s been six months since a green portal opened up in the sky of Hermitcraft and dumped the entire Dream SMP into their world.
At first, things were hectic. Thankfully, Dream didn’t have any weapons… unfortunately, neither did anyone else. The Hermits, well along in their builds and season, weren’t quite sure what to do with a bunch of warcrime-committing psychopaths.
X and Tango’s rushed solution? Babysitting.
Every Hermit was assigned an SMP member or two, and they were allowed to do whatever necessary to keep them in check. They were only allowed to get materials if their Hermit allowed them, for the sake of everyone’s safety, until they could figure out how to get everyone back where they belonged- because sadly, as soon as the last SMP member hit the ground, the portal disappeared.
Some of the SMP/ Hermit pairings looked weird, but they really all made sense. Maybe it was rushed, but X wasn’t stupid. Really there were only a couple questionable ones.
It wasn’t like they were all complete strangers. MCC was obviously a thing, Puffy and Zed are siblings, Jevin and Charlie as well, Doc and Sam are cousins.
Still. There were struggles.
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“Tommy, toss me that-?”
Mumbo was clocked in the head by a flying comparator, luckily not falling off his scaffolding. He did not catch the block.
Tommy, from the ground, was laughing. Hard. He hadn’t exactly meant to hit his mentor… but he wasn’t complaining about it either.
“Thomas,” Mumbo huffed, rubbing his head. “Thank you for guessing, very good job, but hand it to me this time, please.”
Tommy, still giggling, got up from where he was sitting on a chest and went to retrieve the dropped block.
Of all the groups, Tommy and Mumbo had taken some of the longest to warm up to each other at first. Well, at least Mumbo did- Tommy still saw him as an older brother from the one time they met, but Mumbo wasn’t exactly sure what to do with a raccoon gremlin child who was also a traumatized war veteran and has died several times.
Still, Mumbo warmed up to him. He could tell that for the most part Tommy meant well, and he was even able to coach some of the swearing and arsonist tendencies out of him.
It was also a plus that, because Philza was the only one the Hermits trusted, he flew around the server to check up on people and give advice to their poor Hermits. Tommy loved Phil (Phil was his dad, after all), and Phil was able to show Mumbo what not to do to trigger Tommy’s PTSD too badly.
Mumbo was still pretty much useless with panic attacks, but he’s at least good at distracting him. Plus he was very pleased to admit Tommy’s stressful/ depressed days were much fewer and farther between than the beginning of their interactions. Mumbo hoped he was contributing to that, but it might have just been the safe and (relatively) calm vibe of Hermitcraft.
He did not, however, trust Tommy enough to let him gather much more than iron armor and the blocks he wanted for his house, which Mumbo had to approve first. Maybe he was starting to like him, but that didn’t mean he was willing to get his head lopped off on accident.
Tommy retrieved the comparator and climbed up the scaffolding beside Mumbo. “Whatcha workin on, Big Man?” he asked, blue eyes wide and curious. Despite Mumbo’s best attempts, Tommy still couldn’t do redstone for shit.
Mumbo grinned, snapping the block into place. “A prank for our friend Grian.”
“Ohh, that’s why we’re over at his place,” Tommy said, sitting down on the scaffolding. Mumbo noticed out of the corner of his eye that the kid had chosen to sit worryingly close to the edge, but he tried to dismiss it.
“Mhmmm,” he hummed absently. There was a moment of silence as Tommy watched him work, but his nerves got the better of him. “You might want to step away from that edge, yeah?” he tried. It was windy and he’d hate for something to happen- no SMP members but Phil were allowed elytras.
Tommy’s bright smile faded, and his eyes dimmed. He glanced down at the ground, far below, fingers tapping methodically right on the border.
He shrugged. “I’m fine. I like high-up places.”
Mumbo sighed, setting down his materials and joining Tommy on the floor. He looked nervous, like he was afraid Mumbo might be mad or even attack him.
Phil had told him about this. More times than anyone would like, Tommy had spoken aloud about or even attempted to end himself on the SMP. Mumbo had hoped that hadn’t carried through to Hermitcraft, but he unfortunately had been proven wrong very quickly.
“Tommy,” he said, trying to make his voice sound as calm as possible. “Come sit in front of me. Away from the edge.”
Tommy hesitated, but scooted over to sit cross-legged in front of Mumbo, mirroring him. He pulled his hands into the sleeves of his blue sweater nervously.
Mumbo smiled, recalling what Phil had told him to do at times like these. “Can you tell me about the SMP?”
Tommy’s face darkened considerably, and he twitched as if remembering being shot in the chest from the revolution. Or maybe he was recalling trying to save Tubbo from Dream. Maybe even imagining the last time he’d died, in that cell…
“Tommy,” Mumbo whispered, poking him in the knee. “I only want the good stuff. Singing with Wil and the other L’manburgians outside the van. Training with Techno and taking naps on Steve. Exploring with Tubbo. Tell me what you love about your home.”
Tommy came back to reality, remembering where he was, that he was safe. He smiled at the memories, although he wasn’t sure how Mumbo knew all that.
The two of them ended up sitting on that scaffolding for hours, exchanging stories. Their prank was ruined when Grian and Wilbur discovered the half-finished trap and its culprits, but none of them really minded.
All Mumbo cared about was making sure Tommy knew he was safe. Killing for objects and possessions was a thing he’d never have to do again; he’d make sure of it.
~ If anyone could keep Dream himself out of trouble, it was his rival admin.
Yeah, X took Dream. It wasn’t like he wanted to, it’s more like he didn’t want to hand that responsibility to anyone else.
For a while, they barely spoke to each other. Dream had to follow X around the whole time, but X was too nervous to do anything important, so… they were kind of stuck.
But X, being that ever-polite man he is, offered to help Dream build his first house. They couldn’t fly anywhere and they obviously couldn’t be separated, so that meant walking everywhere.
That also meant becoming the strangest pair of friends in… well, probably ever.
That, however, did not come easy.
“Dream!” How X managed to lose the most dangerous man on the server was beyond him, and while he trusted Dream at least a little by this point… he had to admit he was a little bit nervous.
Right as he ducked under a tree to check the forest, someone dropped right on top of him, flattening him to the ground.
Dream’s playful laugh filled the clearing.
“Dream-“ X wheezed, managing to roll over even with the other admin on his chest and pushing uselessly at his legs. “Off. You scared me!”
“I thought you were a better babysitter than this, Zuma,” Dream teased, standing and offering X a hand. He hauled him to his feet, only just managing to contain his laughter.
X dusted himself off with a huff. “I thought I didn’t need to anymore,” he grumbled. “It’s time for lunch.”
“Oooo, sweet!” Dream skipped off towards his little cave/ hut that he and X had spent days perfecting. It was half in-half out of the water, and full of green froglights. Dream was very proud of it.
Xisuma went after his friend with an affectionate sigh. Since the landing, it was a tradition between the two of them (at first forced upon Dream by X, but now it’s more enjoyable) that they’d have lunch every day together- food they prepared together, tea, and meditation. Sometimes other groups joined them.
It was to teach Dream to use his hands and mind for something that wasn’t malicious, although X didn’t tell him that.
Dream was already rummaging through his and X’s joint kitchen by the time he got there, sporting a neon green apron with flower patterns on it.
“Whaddaya think, X?” Dream said cheerfully as X removed his gloves to wash his hands. “I personally am leaning towards mac and cheese, but maybe you’re willing to put forth more effort than that.”
X shrugged. “Sure. I’ll start on the tea. Dandelion again?”
“You know it.”
The one thing Xisuma and Dream could successfully collaborate on is food. Building together was decent enough and caving is always an absolute disaster, but cooking they can both do easy- especially when they’re working together.
“So,” X hummed as they sat down at their coffee table, cross-legged on a couple of pillows on the floor. “Topic for today: what was the number one thing you hated about the SMP, so we can never do that here. Not a person. A habit you all had.”
Dream paused shoveling food into his mouth to think. If people were ruled out…
“Maybe…” He trailed off, trying to think of how to phrase it. X sipped his tea patiently- sometimes it took a moment to answer. “We fought. All the time. Which is fine, it was fun sometimes, but… it was usually over possessions. Land, and… discs.” Even after all this time, Dream still got twitchy when talking about Tommy’s discs. “I just don’t want to do that anymore, I guess. I lose people over it, and that’s more important,” he finished.
Xisuma thought on his words for a moment, methodically stirring his macaroni. “Do you think it matters less here?” he asked.
Dream nodded aggressively, nearly dropping his mug.
“Good.” X smiled genuinely, and Dream grinned back. “Don’t worry, friend. You’ll never have to fight over something as dumb as one item ever again.”
~ Maybe putting nine people, three poly relationships, in one place was a terrible idea. It was like the weirdest triple date in history… especially because they weren’t doing normal ‘date’ things.
They were pranking Docm77 and Technoblade.
”How are the creepers coming along?” Tango whispered into his communicator, where the rest of the group was on call. He and his SMPers, Sapnap and Sam, were crouched on a ridge near Doc’s base, keeping watch.
From one of the other ends, Impulse replied. “Karl’s almost blown himself up ten times, but Ponk is actually doing decent.”
“I’m doing more than decent, thank you!” Ponk suddenly interjected. Somewhere in the background, an explosion and high-pitched scream went off, followed by Impulse’s familiar laughter. “Karl!”
“Don’t kill my boyfriend,” Quackity added, joining the call.
“Nobody’s boyfriends are being killed,” Zed assured. “Q and Foolish and I just finished the gift box. Any sign of them?”
Sam checked his spyglass again. “Doc and Techno are farming tridents, it looks like. I’m a little scared.”
“I’m also scared. We’re pranking the man who has the dragon on a leash right now,” Sapnap whispered harshly.
Tango grinned. “Part of the fun. Might steal her later, too.”
“Bad plan,” Impulse and Zed deadpanned simultaneously. The three of them descended into some sort of argument about good plans, the other six forced to listen.
A gift box, with a bow and everything, filled with creepers. Not terribly original, but still hilarious, in Tango’s opinion.
It was a plus because, since team ZIT all had to take two people, they had each other to help manage them all for a few hours. And the other people dating each other got to hang out, which was more than Puffy and Niki could say for themselves recently.
When do you think they’ll be done? Sapnap and Karl’s communicators went off from a message from Big Q.
Sap covertly glanced at Tango, who was furiously whispering at his boyfriends that he makes the best plans. I’d say a while. Think we’ll get busted?
Techno would totally kill us for this, right? Karl asked. He was conveniently hiding in a tree from the six creepers aggro’ed on him, Ponk laughing at him from below and not helping in the slightest. Impulse was too busy laughing at his partners’ bickering to pay much attention.
Quackity grinned and waved at the tree he knew Sapnap was perched in from his place on top of the fake present. Zed was also whisper-shouting into his communicator, but Foolish was messaging on his as well with a dopey smile.
They argue worse than us, he messaged Sam and Ponk.
It’s cute. I think they’ll get married one day, Sam immediately replied. I’m so bored. Maybe we can convince them to do a sleepover tonight.
Will they say yes if I let Karl get decimated by these ten creepers? Ponk messaged. Sam and Foolish both giggled at that one.
Hopefully.
Maybe it’ll be a plus.
Unbeknownst to them all, Techno and Doc were well aware of their presence and plan. Gathering tridents was simply a cover-up for their own plan- and it seemed to be working.
“Are they still up in that damn tree?” Doc mused, hacking down a drowned.
Techno stabbed another with the (technically forbidden) borrowed sword Doc let him use. “Yeah, I can hear them arguing from here. What exactly are they trying to accomplish?”
Doc pointed at the present, which was barely visible from where they were, the three standing on top of it, and three more just emerging from the forest with an army of creepers.
Techno snorted, tossing a damaged trident back into the ocean to despawn. “Idiots. That’s a bad trap.”
“Bad stealth mission,” Doc agreed.
The two of them had gotten along pretty well from the beginning, pretty much unsurprisingly. Techno had taken an interest to the way Doc viewed laws of physics more as suggestions, and Doc was thrilled to be working with an actual PVP and war god.
Doc had listened to Techno’s stories about the SMP- apparently, disappearing into the mountains with your dogs and polar bears and father is an invitation to fuck with you. Thankfully, Techno just seemed to want away from all that- not to even the score. That made him easy to trust.
Doc let Techno do whatever he wanted with the promise that if he did anything wrong, he’d be tossed into whatever prison Doc could come up with- and that wasn’t an inviting concept.
“They’re moving, they’re moving!” Techno whispered excitedly. The three that had been spying on them through the trees took off towards the present, where the other six had gathered with all the creepers evidently inside.
He and Doc snuck around to a blindside. None of them noticed.
Techno lit a piece of TNT while Doc cut a hole in the wall. They tossed it in and ran- five seconds later, nine death messages filled the chat, followed by Hermits and others asking what happened in a panic.
The culprits, well, they were congratulating themselves on a foiled plan and extra kill points. They promptly went off to find a polar bear that could be Steve 2, unconcerned with the crater and half blown-up present box on their property.
Tango, Sapnap, and Sam had ended back at their base, thankfully. Zed, Quackity, and Foolish spawned where Zed’s last challenge had been, and Impulse and Ponk and Karl had been the unluckiest- a respawn anchor on the Nether roof.
They were all furiously messaging each other, asking who had set off the TNT… and the rest of the server had some pretty good entertainment by that for the rest of the night.
~ When Etho found Ranboo, he was sitting on the ground, playing with a sand miniblock and talking to his “chat”. Etho still wasn’t really sure what that was, but Ranboo assured him it was harmless.
So was the kid, honestly. Etho had chosen him because he could tell they gave off similar vibes- quiet, funky hair, doesn’t love people all that much aside from one sunshiny short brunet.
He’d been right, of course. Ranboo was chill, although those purple particles floating around and talking to him all the time were admittedly a bit nerve-wracking.
“Hey, Boo Boy,” Etho hummed, leaning against the doorframe.
Ranboo sat right in the middle of the glass atop the moss farm, his usual cloud of particles buzzing about the room. Maybe Etho was crazy, but he thought the nearest one to him was screaming something like “LORE??” in a tiny, high-pitched voice.
Ranboo didn’t exactly… have a mouth, but his eyes scrunched as if he were smiling. “Hey, Etho!”
“Hi.” Etho couldn’t stop his own smile from spreading beneath his mask. “Bdubs and Purpled wanna go caving. How does that sound?”
“Sure!” Ranboo popped up, scattering a cloud of particles that almost sounded like they were laughing.
There weren’t many people on the- well, honestly either- server that were taller than Etho. X, Doc, and Technoblade. And Ranboo. Which was baffling although not surprising (he is half Enderman after all), if only for the fact that he’s a kid. 18. Literally what. Kids shouldn’t be allowed to be taller than immortal people.
But that’s okay. Etho builds his doorways tall anyways, but Bdubs’ section of the house was a bit more challenging.
“ETHOOO! SAVE ME FROM THE CHILD!”
Speak of the devil, a familiar voice came screeching down the stairwell and someone rammed into Etho’s back. He knew who it was without having to turn around, although he wasn’t sure how concerned he should be. Bdubs once hid behind Etho for four hours because his SMP member, Purpled, had parked his alien spaceship over the Monolith and Bdubs didn’t want to be abducted. He’d once hid for five after Purpled put a purple bed in an otherwise all-pink room. Etho wasn’t sure where on the threat scale they were at today.
“YOU CAN’T ESCAPE ME, MOSSY BOY! I’VE GOT SHEARS AND I WILL STEAL YOUR TINY MYSTERY FLOWERS IF IT’S THE LAST THING I DO!”
“Help,” Bdubs begged, hugging Etho around the waist. Ah yes, Glare blooms. Apparently, Purpled needed to steal them.
Ranboo peeked over curiously, although he was mostly occupied with his chat, which had turned rainbow colors- he’d explained to Etho that those were ‘emotes’.
The alien himself nearly fell down the stairs after Bdubs in his haste, nearly running straight into Etho shears-first. Etho caught him.
“Hey, Purpled.” he raised an eyebrow as Purpled hid the shears behind his back and grinned nervously. “Tormenting a Hermit? Do we need to get X?”
Purpled’s smile dropped. “No,” he huffed. Etho held out his hand, and he dropped the shears there in defeat.
“I told you, I’m a Glare!” Bdubs said indignantly, still buried in Etho’s side. “They’re just flowers! And they hurt if you cut them off improperly, so why don’t you-“
“You’re a Glare? Like a Moonbloom?” Ranboo interjected as Purpled and Bdubs stuck their tongues out at each other. “My husband is a Moonbloom!”
“Very nice, Ranboo,” Etho sighed, tucking the shears into his inventory.
So Bdubs and Purpled hadn’t quite figured out how to get along all that great. Not every pair could be as perfect as Etho and Ranboo, but they did have their moments. Whenever Purpled got itchy about building for too long because that’s all he did working at Las Nevadas, Bdubs was always happy to take him somewhere else to destress. In return, Purpled was sometimes less stubborn about bedtimes. Sometimes.
And then there was Etho and Ranboo, who worked in a way that didn’t need revision. Ranboo was happy to lay around and watch Etho work, asking the occasional question, and Etho sometimes took him to hang out with Tubbo and Scar- he really liked Jellie. When Ranboo had panic attacks or dissociated, Etho was surprisingly good at just… sitting with him and letting the kid exist in such a concrete presence. It’s proven to work pretty well.
All in all, though, Hermits on their own are terrible for caving. SMP members made things so much more… interesting.
“We’d better get going,” Etho sighed. “Ranboo, grab the torches on your right, yeah?”
“Okay!” he chirped, opening the chest and leaning in.
Bdubs unstuck himself from Etho’s side, but didn’t let go of his hand.
“Thanks for the help, sweetheart,” he grinned, leaning in. “You’re my hero.”
Etho huffed out a laugh, securing his mask so Bdubs wouldn’t get any ideas. “There are kids in the room, sweetheart,” he teased.
“Yuck,” Purpled deadpanned to prove his point, Ranboo sidling up next to him.
Bdubs blew a raspberry at him. “I can be mushy with my boyfriend! Leave us alone!”
“They can’t do that, love,” Etho whispered. “We’re stuck together, remember?”
Bdubs pouted. “Boring. Maybe after they go to bed.”
“You literally go to bed before any of us.”
“Whose side are you on?”
~ Aside from Phil, there was one other person the Hermits nearly completely trusted: Captain Puffy.
She was allowed whatever gear she wanted, including an elytra. Between her and Phil, it was like the two parents of their server were able to help out the Hermits whenever they needed.
However, she had a murder on record. Therefore, she still needed a babysitter.
Who volunteered? Well. He’s arguably the dad of his own server, so it really made sense.
“Puffy!” Sometimes Keralis called her other names like Poof or Fluffy, affectionately of course, but today it looked like he was sticking to the real thing.
He hopped onto the mini pirate ship she’d built in the river just below his starter place, and it rocked precariously.
Puffy poked her head up from below. “Hey, Keralis! What’s up?”
Keralis clung to the mast, waiting for the ship to stop moving. “Stressy asked if you would like to see Niki and George. I need to go over there for some things anyways.”
“Sure!” Puffy never missed the opportunity to see her girlfriend. Unfortunately it didn’t happen very often- several times she’d sulked about it not being fair how her brother got both his boyfriends AND babysat people in a relationship together. Zed only laughed, which had earned him an elbow to the ribs.
So Puffy and Keralis took off towards Stress’s place. It was balanced a little precariously atop a cliffside, but it wasn’t too high up. Puffy thought it was adorable how Niki and George had built little teacup houses to match Stress’s pot.
“Stressy!” Keralis sang as soon as they touched down. Puffy let him go hang out with Stress as she went to go find her people.
George and Niki were a little deeper into the forest, patching up what looked like unfortunate creeper accidents.
Well, Niki was working. George was asleep under a mushroom, leaning against the stem with his sunglasses over his eyes.
“Morgenliebe!” Niki called as soon as she noticed Puffy. “What are you doing over here?”
“I wanted to see you,” Puffy grinned, pulling her in. Niki had to stand on her toes to peck her on the cheek.
It was mornings like these, where the people from the Dream SMP could forget about the wars and death and life system, that everyone enjoyed the most- even the Hermits, Keralis had once told her.
It had been months. It was honestly doubtful by this point that they’d get back to their own server, especially because no one was trying to get that to happen.
Death counts, killing for sport, stupid object-possessive fights- all that was in the past.
The SMPers were supposed to heal with the Hermits, make genuine friends, fix broken relationships. They’d eventually move away from the Hermits, a little south, build their own village.
But it doesn’t work like that; it never has. Good things don’t last.
Along with several Hermits, more than half the people from the SMP were once again sucked out of the life they’d become used to and dumped into a new place. This time, it wasn’t a good one.
Etho.
Tango.
Bdubs.
Dream.
Tommy.
Puffy.
Scar.
Niki.
Ren.
Cleo.
Sam.
Ponk.
Grian.
“Welcome to 3rd life: an experimental hardcore server. You have three lives. Good luck.”
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foolsocracy · 1 year
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honknam · 1 year
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boy friends
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meteor752 · 1 year
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Dsmp Pokémon AU: Scarlet and Violet update
Yep we’re doing this
Just gonna go through the ol’ teams and see if there’s any updates I can make now that there’s some new guys, plus any changes I would make. Also I’m not adding any Pokémon to all the new people, I don’t even think I have a team to everyone on the server in the first place
Younguns
Tommy still has a good team. Okay not like good good, but it’s very Tommy. Wouldn’t change it
There’s some like, possible changes I would like to Tubbo’s team. Like, I gave him a Xatu and a Grookey for like no reason. I don’t know what if replace it with tho. Maybe a Galar Weezing? Or a Gumshoos? Idk. Tell me if you have any ideas yourself
Well we’re evolving Ranboo’s Girafarig to a Farigiraf. Other wise it’s still good
Gonna make a change to Purpled as well. Instead of Ambipom we’re adding Houndstone, cause it’s like purple-ish and that’s all I need. Dogchamp
Tommy Innit - Camerupt, Scorbunny, Galvantula, Shiny Galar Linoone, Exploud, Snom
Tubbo Schlatt - Beedrill, Mareep, Alola Vulpix, Ribombee, Xatu, Grookey (????)
Ranboo Beloved - Male Meowstic, Farigiraf, Zorua, Buneary, Axew, Umbreon
Purpled Bedwars - Mienshao, Espeon, Noibat, Shiny Gourgeist, Drapion, Houndstone
Feral three, or something
Okay so Dream’s team fucking suck. I intended for him to first have all green Pokémon, but then I gave him a Drifblim for some fucking reason. So yeah we’re changing this quite a bit. Removing the Breloom, Serperior and Manetric, we’re instead adding Tatsugiri, Shiny Espeon, and Scovillain
George’s team is still pretty good. I still like it
I didn’t give Karl a fucking Spinda, I’m disappointed in myself. Replacing the Furret
Dream Wataken - Sceptile, Tyranitar, Drifblim, Tatsugiri, Shiny Espeon, Scovillain
George Notfound - Quagsire, Komala, Walrein, Snorlax, Foongus, Munna
Karl Jacobs - Poliwag, Spinda, Tangela, Croagunk, Noctowl, Stufful
Puffychu
Puffy’s team is still pretty good. No real gripes here honestly
I’m gonna remove Niki’s Fennekin and Vaporeon, and evolve her Cottonee to a Whimsicott. I’m giving Niki a Flamigo cause it’s just sorta funny, and a Dachsbun as a throwback to her bakery days
Puffy Schlatt- Flaaffy, Dubwool, Altaria, Dhelmise, Empoleon, Archeops
Nikki Nihachu - Female Pyroar, Dachsbun, Milotic, Mimikyu, Whimsicott, Flamigo
Prank duo or smt
We’re gonna evolve the Fennekin to a Delphox and give it to Fundy in exchange for his Bronzong. Partly cause fox, and partly cause it’s Furry bait! Which is funny! The rest remains the same
Replacing Eret’s Gothitelle to instead have Kingambit, cause it’s a king Pokémon that evolved through the betrayal and massacre of their fellow kind. Sorry queen
Fundy Soot - Thievul, Vulpix, Delphox, Mienfoo, Scizor , Marowak
Eret King, - Mawhile, Salazzle, Garchomp, Meowstic female, Kingambit, Seviper
Foolsamponk
Immediately giving Foolish a Garganacl, cause it kinda looks like building blocks. We’re replacing Cubone for it.
Giving Sam a Mabosstiff instead of Elgyem, cause it kinda has that guard dog vibe, and I can see it t training up his Lillipup
Ponk gets a Grafaiai instead of their Slakoth
Foolish Gamrs - Gofagrigus, M Arodactyl, Shieldon, Sharpedo, Sensu Oricorio, Garganacl
Sam Awedude - Fran the Lillipup, Ferrothorn, Golurk, Magnezone, Turtonator, Mabosstiff
Ponk Obsby, Medic in training - Tropius, Blissey, Bounsweet, M Pidgeot, Grafaiai, Bellsprout
Jack Manifold only
Sad little man
Jack’s team are just…good Pokémon. Diverse team. He’s been at the gym challenge for ten years, he’s built up a good team
Not changing anything
Jack Manifold- Druddigon, Raichu, Pyroar male, Talonflame, Aggron, Samurott
Skephalo
We’re changing Rat from being a Rockruff to being a Fidough, mostly cause it’s the most Bad Pokémon ever lol.
Skeppy’s team is either pranksters, Gem related, tounge users, or a combination of the three. We’re keeping it that way
Bad. B. Halo - Shroomish (Muffin), Walrein (Mr Squee Gee), Chansey (Eggsy), Blitzle (Roberto), Hydreigon (Snappy), Fidough (Rat)
Skeppy Halo- M Sableye, Carbink, Impidimp, Gigalith, Lickitung, Gengar
Velvetfrost
(See I say that but I’ve only given Velvet one Pokémon sooooo…yeah)
Antfrost needs to have the fucking weed cat. We’re getting rid of Sneasel, not even a real cat, and giving him Sprigatitio. The moment I saw this cat I knew Ant was getting it
Velvet has a Cherubi. This is because I don’t know much about Velvet. I’m adding on a Milcery, because baking/cake related and it sorta looks like cu-*Gunshot*
(If someone has any suggestions for a Velvet team I’ll gladly take ‘em)
Antfrost Cake, - Purugly, Delcatty, Liepard, Persian, Sprigatito, Torracat
R.Velvet Cake - Cherubi, Milcery
Punzie
Punz is the same as Jack in that his Pokémon are mainly just…good Pokémon. I am changing his Dewott to a Lokix tho
Punz Bedwars - Absol, Greninja, Lucario, Zangoose, Bisharp, Lokix
Human man
I’m giving Charlie a Clodsire. Don’t care if it ain’t really goo, it’s goo enough and it has zero braincells. It’s perfect
Charlie Slimesicle, - Muk, Goodra, Ditto, Slugma, Clodsire, Gulpin
Fast as fuck boiiii
Connor has fast boys. The fastest Pokémon added were like, the box art legendaries and I’m not giving him those. He keeps his team
Connor Eapans - Togudemaru, Rapidash, Ninjask, Accelgor, Jolteon, Sandshrew
Shady business man
Out of the originals, Schlatt was the only one I didn’t give a full team. We’re changing that today. Mans getting a Wooloo from his sister, a Paldean Tauros, and a Gholdengo
J. Schlatt, -Gogoat, Combee, Wooloo, Purrloin, Paldean Tauros, Gholdengo
ᓭℸ ̣ ∷ᔑリ⊣ᒷ ᒲᔑリ
Callahan keeps his Sawsbuck
Gym leaders
We’re switching Hannah’s steenee for a dolliv. I would give her Arboliva but she’s the first gym aight.
HBomb gets a Tinkatuff cause I think it’s funny. We’re removing Sylveon
New duck Pokémon means new Duckie for Quackie! I’d love to give him a Quaquaval, but he’s gym three so like, damn boy. Quaxwell it is, swapped out with Golduck
Wilbur keeps his team. Was thinking of giving him Annihilape, but it’s too strong.
Switching Sapnap’s Infernape for Armarouge
Philza keeps his team, but switching his extra Tepic for Lechonk
Drista keeps her team (I’d give her Roaring Moon if I could but it’s like from 3000 years ago or smt, she ain’t that powerful)
Switching Techno’s Abomasnow for Baxcalibur
Hannah X. Rose, - Roserade, Dolliv, Petilil (Venusaur, Bellossom, Gossifleur)
Haitch Bomb- Fairy Terra Skitty, Spritze, Tinkatuff (Mime Jr, Granbull, Gardevoir)
Alex Quackity - Ludicolo, Ducklett, Quaxwell (Hawlucha, Politoed, Tepig)
Wilbur Soot - Banette, Froslass, Mismagius (Jigglypuff, Wooloo, Krookodile)
Sapnap Halo - Armarouge , Alola Marowak, Houndoom (Pancham, Chimchar, Charizard)
Philza Minecraft - Honchcrow, Corviknight, Male Unfezant (Lechonk, Pluzle, Phantump)
Drista Wataken - Flygon, Haxorus, Salamence (Lopunny, Kadabra, Mareanie)
Techno Blade - Mamoswine, Baxcalibur, Beartic (Steve) (Doublade, Emboar, Beldum)
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estrellium · 2 years
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c!foolsamponk enjoyers come get yall juice
Designing them was soooo fun. c!foolish especially he is so owl shark
separate designs under the cut ^_^
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theythemctubbo · 1 year
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when you try to get your kids out of trouble and end up getting scolded too
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sophaeros · 8 months
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you know what. i miss foolsamponk from dsmp. i miss the golden days when they were doing shit like blowing up each other's things and bringing each other cute lunches and generally being entangled in a love triangle of sickening cuteness and toxicity. it lasted such a short time and it was so beautiful
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Foolish: Guys, my friend here is bilingual-
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Foolish: which means they are attracted to both men, and women romantically.
Ponk: Wait what--
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Sam: Foolish, that's not what bilingual mean--
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Foolish, in a soft tone: Hey, hey.. it's okay Ponk! I still love you!
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Awkward silence.
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Foolish: But not in that way-
(This is based from a prompt generator.)
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criesinmultifandommess · 10 months
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Titles & Summaries
It’s always been you and I (so where did you go?)
Tommy missing Tubbo
Traces of You
Tommy keeps seeing traces of Tubbo
Banishment Arc
I’ve Got a Few Regrets (And You’re Just About All of Them)
Exploring Tubbo’s POV
Tubbo breaks down after exiling Tommy
He tries to visit him but loses his nerve when he sees him
He breaks down again when he sees the pillar Tommy made
Restart
“If we were to rewind and go back, would you stay the same or would you change? Would you make the same mistakes or make some new ones? But most of all, please don’t lie to leave hurt kill lie to me again.”
Someone turns back time and only they remember? The world gets returned to the beginning and everyone remembers?
Time Turns as the World Burns
Sad Quackity reminiscing over Karlnapity
Time - Karl, Burns - Sapnap
Midnight Wings Dipped in Blood
Philza Minecraft, Angel of Death
Glued (Me) Back Together, Now I’m Back (Better Than Ever)
Revived gang
Fire Me Up
Sapnap x someone
War is an Art
Techno fic
Love of Smelt, Sour, and Shine
Foolsamponk
sam - smelt for crafting, ponk - sour for lemons, foolish - shine for gold
You Can Run From Your Past (But You Can’t Hide)
Tommy and Tubbo run away from L’Manberg
musician/builder Tubbo and squire/farmer Tommy
Hell is Temporary (Home is Forever)
Wilbur’s death, trip to hell, coming back as a ghost
It’s over. They’ve won. Tubbo’s the president, and Wilbur should be there, cheering and celebrating with all his friends, but no, he’s here. He’s here, again, after so many times before. The little wooden rectangle stands out from the stone wall, mocking him.
I’ll Build a Home Here
Making where you are the best place you can, whether it be through places or people
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routeriver · 2 years
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some soft puffychu or tinarose perchance 🤲
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honeyblockm · 1 year
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Oh boy I sure hope these new followers I've gotten aren't hoping I post more ctechno stuff*
*I like techno and do want to make more art and fic of him in the future but also hi there. I'm Yen, insufferable karlnapity main.
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fruitwanderer · 1 year
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I want it to be known that my most cherished experience as a writer is reading a fic that is inspired by my own
Like idk how to word that feeling? Inspiring others to writing something? It just feels nice vwv
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foolsocracy · 1 year
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foolsamponk moodboard
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sillysharkfella · 2 years
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existing shortly to say that the level that @manifall wants a bf is actually bonkers
if any of yall r secretly in love with him shoot ur shot while he’s still this desperate lol
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