cicimellie
All Teeth
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The back door is always unlocked for when you want to come home. | James 1:22-24 🪻| Author of poetry and stories and lover of all tragic characters.
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cicimellie · 13 days ago
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cicimellie · 1 month ago
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Again....
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cicimellie · 1 month ago
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miquella miqscalculates
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cicimellie · 1 month ago
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cicimellie · 1 month ago
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fruity maze in a nutshell
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cicimellie · 1 month ago
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cicimellie · 1 month ago
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Forgot I made this in a dazed state last night and got jump scared by it in my drafts
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cicimellie · 2 months ago
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silly
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cicimellie · 2 months ago
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Can’t spell “Five nights at Freddy’s” without GAY
(Based off @/flashcs5 post)
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cicimellie · 2 months ago
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Why did William get FNAF springlocked? Is he stupid?
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cicimellie · 2 months ago
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cicimellie · 2 months ago
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cicimellie · 2 months ago
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I made this bc I had a convo with a friend, where we came to the conclusion that Hollow couldn't use a can opener because they are left handed
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cicimellie · 2 months ago
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cicimellie · 2 months ago
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“Contains a living, scarlet flame.” 
(yknow, maybe the things still left living oughta stick together)
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cicimellie · 2 months ago
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Elliott in my more cartoony style + the line art because I think it’s cute
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cicimellie · 2 months ago
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SDV feels like it could so easily become a fairy story.
You move to a little coastal town where you begin recovering a plot of land, some of the locals take a shine to you and you to them. It's nice, homey. Everyone is welcoming except for the established town grumps.
Suddenly you realize you never leave town. Everything you want is obtainable at the little mom'n'pop general store, or from some of the locals themselves. You never go into the city to sell goods because the mayor does it for you- right? You never really see him do it. You just lie down in bed and wake up in the morning. When was the last time you dreamed?
You need new shoes and the adventurers club sells you handmade leather boots that fit perfectly despite never asking for a shoe size. Your clothes sew themselves when you lay a bolt of fabric and a random item onto the sewing machine- you blink and it's done.
The general store sells fertilizers that turn your garden plot into a verdant field. You spend all day harvesting crops with tools that gleam silver, gold, purple. Saplings grow over a month into fully productive fruit trees, your beehives drop jars of honey into your hands.
The blacksmith cracks open geodes full of polished gemstones. There's a man in the woods who says he found you in the mines but you were 80 levels deep. The elevator works but the minecarts don't. You gave a diamond to a local girl and she ate it like a plum.
And suddenly everyone is drinking mayonnaise.
#eldritch sv or eldritch farmer is my faveee so yummy#my personal eldritch headcanon is every time the farmer (you) start a new save#of course you remember who you married before and who your friends were#etc etc#so jf tou dont marry the same person as last time theres just weird vibes lik#my new farmer moves to the town (sve 😅)#she knows everyone's likes and dislikes#she has a weirdly piercing stare but she seems friendly enough if not chatty#less than two weeks and there are already signs of change#the forests blocked by trees no one could move suddenly open#the community centre#dead for a while#is suddenly bristling with gifts#she knows all the little secrets and times#minecarts rattle to life and the boat is fixed#where does she get these materials?#she gives out rare gems and ancient fruit like its candy#and Elliott likes talking to her but its also strange#she treats him very fondly#and something in his chest constricts when they talk#he sees her shyly presenting void essence to the wizard - such a strange fellow so isolated and somber - with a blush and feels almost...#jealous. which is silly. they're barely friends. friendly#but not friends#sometimes he dreams of a sprawling farm and a house with a writing nook and an eeroe#* an eerie lovely lovely wife he cherishes with his whole heart#she gives him duck festhers and he makes her dinner; their children have his eyes#so its strange. it's strange. sometimes Sebastian rubs his chest like it hurts around her and Elliott wonders about that#he wonders about it all. she shows up on the beach only a few times that month#smiling faintly and warm#it feels as though she should have at the beach more. like she used to come more like she used to sit in his cabin and talk for hours
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