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people who dislike c!eret are weak and will be the first against the wall when the revolution comes

THE ONLY MONARCHY I'LL EVER SUPPORT AMEN BROTHER!!!!!!!!

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@ceretweek day 3: connect/companion

(yes i know ceret week ended in july. yes im still posting this 5 months late anyway)

how could i not do heartduo my beloved this year...eret and tommy have a great dynamic in the few times they've properly interacted, and their similar experiences with dream make them perfect for talks about the Horrors together <3

this comic also comes as a fic!! you can read the fic version under the cut :D

“He knew how to make you feel all… small, ‘n shit.”

Tommy’s voice cuts through the quiet sounds of the garden. Puffy had apparently told him connecting with nature was good for him, and he’d barged into Eret’s castle practically demanding to use their garden for the “low, low price of this weed.” Eret holds it in their hands now, the texture of the kelp flat and smooth against their fingertips, all while wondering why on earth Tommy had chosen to drag them down with him as he sprawled out in the grass and started rambling about things they didn’t quite follow.

“Pardon?” she mumbles.

Tommy tosses her a side-eyed look. “You know. He’d…He’d always be happiest when you’re alone. Like he’s the only thing you’ve got, and you’ve gotta depend on him for shit. Like a—like a bug or somethin’.”

“Parasite,” Eret finds herself supplying.

“Yeah!” That look again. Like he knows something Eret’s not quite in on. Or maybe she is.

There’s a rustling on Tommy’s side, a gentle lull in the rambling, and Eret finds herself speaking to fill the silence.

“He always—He always wanted to be the most important thing in the world to you. Like you’d live or die without him. Everything you say is just his words, everything you do and every choice you make is just what he wants. Like—like to him you’re just a p—”

She cuts herself off, throat tight. The noise of Tommy turning to look at her reaches her ears.

“Prey?”

“Pet.” She doesn’t turn to meet his gaze. “Puppet, maybe.”

“Entertainment.”

Something strikes in Eret’s stomach, cold and heavy. “...Yeah.”

Silence falls over them once again.

“I think,” Tommy announces after a while, “he was only there to watch.”

“Sit there, look pretty,” Eret recites in reply.

“Jee-sus Christ…” Violent twisting sounds and a loud, drawn-out sigh. “What a fucking dickhead.”

Eret doesn’t reply. His hands toy with the kelp, twisting it into knots over and over with minutely-shaking hands.

“Stop thinking so damn loud.”

“Wh—Ow!” A force hits the side of Eret’s face, wide and coarse. He sits up in indignation to stare at Tommy, who threw…Oh. He threw a flower crown at him.

Dandelions. Eret has weeds in his garden, apparently.

“Put it on, bitch.”

Eret puts it on. It fits perfectly, better than the crown Dream gave him ever did. His gaze turns to Tommy and the dirt around him, torn up and littered with the roots of dandelions.

“Did you get all the roots?”

Tommy glances at the mess around him. “Maybe? They’re strong fuckers, though. They’ll bounce back. Better than ever.”

Eret meets his eyes, uncovered white staring into icy blue, and they think they get it. They offer a wry smile and start tugging up the dandelions on their own side, recalling Tommy’s lessons on making flower crowns from so, so long ago.

“Yeah. We will.”

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Slightly offtopic but the admin is At It Again

Welcome to: Eret's Dream SMP structures tournament!

This tournament features sixteen structures Eret has built or took part in building. First polls will go out on July 23rd at 6pm CST.

May the best build win!

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Just a reminder that we accept late submissions up until the 25th of July! If you have a draft you were unable to finish but still want to share, you've got the opportunity to do so.

Other than that, thank you so much to everyone who participated in any way! You guys are all amazing and I'm really glad our community is so creative and supporting.

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ceret week day 7: forever/free

to break free from the constraints you were awarded, from the assumptions you were given, from the idea of who you are supposed to be. it is a feat most do not ever achieve — and yet

lineless version below the cut

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Sic Semper Tyrannis (a c!Eret poem)

All hail to the King

(may good fortune await her)

Oh, favor our King, oh almighty Creator

To bless her with life, the same life that she gives

For the lives that she took are the ones that she lives

May God save the King; she was crowned in a tomb

Where iron-red hope stained the walls of the room

(Oh, dearly beloved, we’ve come here to mourn

A people who died for a dream never born.)

All hail to the King (do her subjects all hate her?)

Bow down to the King (‘least she’s not the dictator)

Oh, give her a crown and then force her to kneel

Trade iron for gold (hey, a deal was a deal)

Your crown forged from treason, your robe from regret

And your reign from our souls; did you think we’d forget?

Sic semper tyrannis, always some villain greater

All hail the King Pawn (and her manipulator)

Forgive me, Your Honor, the death-bell has rang

The jury votes split, but it’s your turn to hang

Her Highness the Headsman, slated for execution

Oh, pray for the King, that she finds absolution

A museum of guilt, and all hail the Curator

Pray tell me your story, oh fallen narrator

She’s original sin, a backstabber, that snake

All hail to the King and her greatest mistake

Oh King of the Turncoats, may you stand a bit straighter

Since you left your remorse, with your crown, in a crater

Oh, crown her, depose her, yet we still reinstate her:

All hail to the King

              (her Majesty the Traitor)

C!Eret Week Day 7: Forever/Free

For the last day of c!Eret week, I decided to do something a bit different and express my appreciation for my blorbo through verse. So I wrote y'all a poem inspired by and about c!Eret. I'm really proud of how it came out. Hope y'all enjoy my semi-deranged blorboem.

Anyway, I wanted to go off again, so here are some fun bits:

"Iron-red hope" was there because I wanted to push the idea that blood == hope. It's something that gives people life in a metaphorical way, and it was spilled and left behind, at least in part, in the Final Control Room.

"Trade iron for gold" is a double entendre: it could mean an unequal trade, or it could mean that Eret traded the rough scrappiness of L'Manbergian life for the gilded luxury of the kingship, or it could mean iron as in blood, which she traded for the golden crown. This also ties back into the iron-red hope line.

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Week 7: Freedom

Break away from the web.

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ceret week day 6: fashion/beauty

I pulled out an old sketch based on the “Madame X” painting and finished it for this one, it felt just perfect for both themes

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@ceretweek Day 6: Fashion

A toast to new beginnings! Or, my take on c!Erets Red Banquet dress!

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CERETWEEK2023 DAY 7: FOREVER / FREE

Last day! Don't forget to tag your posts here on Tumblr as #ceretweek2023 so they all can be found and reblogged; you can also tag this blog to increase the chances of us seeing it!

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For c!Eret Week 2023 I decided to share some traditional art, so here are my favorite slays from the dress-up stream but with some c!Eretr thrown in the mix. Enjoy!

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Day 6: Fashion

What if the L'manburg uniform had a bit more pizzazz?

Also bonus meme:

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(ceacht crua a bhí ann.)

day 5: lesson

this is basically a redraw or my other post but I DON’T CARE it’s my mental illness and i get to choose what to draw and post .

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CERETWEEK2023 DAY 6: FASHION / BEAUTY

Don't forget to tag your posts here on Tumblr as #ceretweek2023 so they all can be found and reblogged; you can also tag this blog to increase the chances of us seeing it!

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@ceretweek Day 5: Tear

Listen, I know this *probably* meant tear as in cry, but cmon. Let c!Eret tear up some puppet strings like the Queen she is ❤️

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Day 5: Lesson

What did we learn from raiding a bastion full of brutes in hardcore? Always come prepared. This is based off of Eret's most recent hardcore death! Fuck brutes man...

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ceret week day 5: tear/lesson

a lesson taught to the now former king of the smp