#the_eret

[mightbemod]

2021 Eret redraw! 🌟

I've been thinking about redrawing that one Eret fanart for quite awhile but just yesterday got the sudden motivation to finally give it a try!

i forgot to turn on timelapses for quite awhile so it starts at the coloring basically :p anyway my style sure has changed! mmmmm colors :)

Original 2021 art under read-more!

[mcytransswag]

ROUND TWO!

The_Eret: nominated from the Dream Smp. Headcanoned to be nonbinary and transfem. (Any pronouns but it/its, which Eret also uses irl)

Ranboo: nominated from Origins SMP. They are nonbinary irl, and use he/they pronouns

Note: Eret identifies as genderqueer irl

[seraphic-sibyl]

So I decided to make some blorbo tarot cards and I figured this first one was nice enough to share with y’all.

The Five of Cups: right side up meaning regret and being held back by the past, upside-down meaning forgiveness and moving on. There are a lot of little details I put in here; virtual cookies to anyone who can spot them.

And sure, what the hell: @theeretblr

[salemruinseverything]

literally do not remember writing this.

[aro-throughyourchest]

I would very much like to hear your trans Wilbur headcanons!

OHHHHHHH boy I’m not on my computer so this might not be as fast as I want it to be but sit down so you can strap in I’m just getting started

(For context even pre-transition we’re gonna use she/he/it pronouns and both identifiers.)

Uhhh trans-typical trigger warnings. We’re not just getting into the “cosmetic” shit of being trans.

So C!Wilbur for years before his death: just absolute egg. I made an edit about it that which is in my bigender wilbur tag but anyway yeah. Girlie was deeep in the closet. She was envious of all the people who got to live the life they wanted and felt bad about it or completely oblivious to it. (c!Eret came out to it and bro didn’t even fucking realize just died a little on the inside and thought it was transphobic.)

She’s so attached to an outright “manhood” that she’s actively pushing herself further in the closet, because men are big and strong and tough and she’s leading a country, so if there’s any doubts about being a man there’s definitely no time for that! (Which there aren’t, so she’s good.) It’s never liked armor and always brushed the idea off, and if it visualizes itself in a dress every once in a while and would love to model one, or pretends his coat was just was a little bit longer, then no one needs to know. And he doesn’t need to understand.

Pogtopia just turns it up to eleven. Its body is wrong and that’s bad, and she keeps visualizing herself like a man, like Schlatt, and crying. But also a lot of it is also the normal crying? And this kind of crying is different from the crying she usually does, the crying that Tommy doesn’t know how to help and the crying that Techno suspiciously says nothing on. There are no mirrors in Pogtopia. For good reason. There are mirrors in Schlatt’s office.

Something is wrong he can tell, something is wrong. And she doesn’t know what it is, and it scares the living fuck out of her.

Fast forward a few years into limbo, Wilbur is fiddling with her shirt and suddenly a thought: hey, what if I had tits. Like actual ones? The thought just takes him so far off guard, it stops fiddling with its shirt entirely, dropping it in the embarrassment. What the fuck?

The thoughts continue like this and with no one to talk to, Wilbur can literally do nothing but self-reflect, and oh my God does he want to wear dresses? Does she want long hair? It’s stuck in the body and with limbo allowing no recluse, he mourns.

It suffers like this for a while, eventually concluding, “I am what I am,” but it’s still not an answer. It’s just a dismissal.

Wilbur doesn’t bring it up when Tommy follows him into to limbo, too busy occupied with having someone for the first time. And if she lets a few things slip that Tommy definitely doesn’t catch uhhhh who knows.

Revival drags him back to life. And suddenly, his body has weight again, he can feel the warmth on his skin, and the air in between his lungs, and it’s everything he ever wanted. Then crash.

All the pieces he tried to forget over limbo just come hurtling back like a bullet train. Too loose shirt, hair that doesn’t feel right, too masculine, not what he wants- What he wants?

This is all too much, he can’t figure this shit out on his own.

Despite himself (herself?), she goes to find Eret. Niki might kill her, and going to his son about this, it just simply couldn’t take. It remembers fourteen years ago, when they came out to Wilbur. Or was it a year? Fuck.

Either way.. Breathe tepid and heart racing, he knocks on the door to Eret’s museum. She opens, and God, this just isn’t worth it. It turns to run away and feels a hand on its shoulder. Something cold runs up the spine of his back, and she immediately smacks the hand away, fully ready to blow her top. Then it falters. He’s ready to walk off, call this a bust and just go home, but then Eret speaks: “Wilbur?”

God.

“…Can we talk about something?”

Surprisingly, the first thing on Eret’s mind wasn’t Wilbur’s coming out. (Crazy, right?) They talk properly about all the shit that’s happened with conversations they really needed to have, Wilbur definitely cried a few times, tried his best to not start arguments, but somehow, he went in for an explanation and came back with one of his oldest enemies her first friend in 13 years.

What he thought would be a small talk eventually blossomed into her first real reconciliation.

He’s so anxious to try on a dress, a dichotomy from the confident, suave Wilbur Eret once knew, but as she slipped it on, her eyes lit up. Eret brushed out its hair for it, pulling the lower half of it into a ponytail and talking about how fast Wilbur’s hair already grows. Its heart swells with pride.

Bigender. That was the word. She rolled it over on her tongue over and over again, bigender. It fit. Its identity wasn’t black and white, no one or the other. Because yeah, sometimes he was a guy, and sometimes she was a fucking girl. God.

[silbernerwolf]

It is here!! @kazville got me a signature and it has arrived :D

And a cute cat as a bonus! ^^ Thank you my wonderful friend!! 💜

[galacticgarlic]

[ID: Fanart of Technoblade, Eret, and Tubbo from the Dream SMP. They are standing side-by-side, with Tubbo in the foreground in the bottom right corner of the image, Eret in the middle, and Techno near the top left. Tubbo is shortest, reaching about to Eret's shoulder. Techno is extremely large, with Eret reaching his chest.

Techno is depicted as a muscular, broad, white man with pointed ears, scars, and shoulder-length pink hair. He has a pig mask over the top of his face, which furrows its brows with his frown. Techno is wearing a loose white long-sleeve shirt, black pants, a dark blue corset or bodice around his stomach. He has a multi-shade blue cloak with a thick layer of fur around the neck and a few gems on the collar. There are gold rings around the tusks on his mask, and piercings on its ears. Techno is holding a black axe over his shoulder, which shines purple with an enchantment. His other hand is clenched at his side.

Eret is depicted as a white, feminine person with long brown hair, pure white eyes, and scars. She is wearing a gold tiara, a few earrings on one ear, a dark-colored dress, and a black under bust corset. She has a metal wrist cuff on one arm and shiny metal claw rings over a few of her fingers. She is holding a black sword by her side that shines purple with an enchantment. Her other hand is clutching the fabric of her skirt at her hip and she is grinning.

Tubbo is a white boy with long, floppy, animal ears and sharp horns atop his head. He has short brown hair that covers his eyes and sharp, yellow teeth that he shows off with a grin. Tubbo is wearing a green flannel shirt with a Snowchester flag patch on one sleeve and a nuclear symbol patch on the other. He also has a brown leather bodysuit that covers his torso and legs, a necklace with what seems to be two rings on it, and elbow-length black gloves. Tubbo is holding a loaded crossbow in front of his legs and there is blood spattered across his cheek.

The background is multiple shades of light blue, with a thick white border. End ID]

No you don’t understand I’m actually obsessed with the revengers

[ya-boi-haru]

So with this video, I thought of a fun AU where Tyrant! Eret and Totem of Death! Foolish (Villain Eternal Duo) were the best frienemies.

Their "Prank Wars" would basically be just them trying to kill each other, or injure each other (no real harm would ever happen as they were both immortal, which made it more fun) But if they needed help taking down a rival they would have each other's backs. ("No one gets to attempt to assassinate him, except me!")

Might make a longer post on this later with more detail? stay tuned?

[transmcytshowdown]

The_Eret:

Submitted for: Dream SMP, SMP Earth

Headcanons: Genderqueer, any pronouns except it

Propaganda: Uses any pronouns except it irl

Ivorycello:

Submitted for: Kaboodle SMP

Headcanons: Trans-fem, she/her

Propaganda: Is a trans woman irl

[bubble-popping]

day 5, more roleswap au

Sapnap slapped a hand over his mouth, eyes wide with terror and disgust. Like watching a burning building, he couldn't look away. His brain struggled to process what he was seeing. What pieces of Bad belonged where, he internally corrected with a cringe.

Before he knew it, one firework explosion became two, became so many he couldn't even figure out who was dying.

Skeppy went off with a bang due to a firework fired from [Nightmare] by Dream

GeorgeNotFound went off with a bang due to a firework fired from [Nightmare] by Dream

JackManifoldTV went off with a bang due to a firework fired from [Nightmare] by Dream

The_Eret went off with a bang due to a firework fired from [Nightmare] by Dream

Jschlatt went off with a bang due to a firework fired from [Nightmare] by Dream

Screw Sam's warnings. Sapnap couldn't sit silently on the sidelines anymore.

"Dream!" He screamed, sprinting onto the scene and trying not to vomit at the gore staining the audience seats.

The enderman whipped around with his crossbow raised, finger on the trigger. Blazing green eyes, wide and manic, stared him down. His pupils were barely visible slits in the middle. He was heaving; mouth open to show sharp canines. Fur bristled and bloody. Sapnap didn't recognize his friend at all.

"Dude, it's me! It's Sapnap!" Panic started to settle in when Dream remained firm in his stance, ready to shoot at a moment's notice. "Pandas! It's Pandas!"

And he could see the instant Dream realized. How his pupils slowly expanded, shoulders relaxed, and crossbow lowered.

"Pandas...? Sapnap?"

"Dream... why? Why would you do this?" The blaze hybrid asked brokenly, trying desperately to keep his eyes on Dream and not the mangled corpse of their best friend behind him.

Dream seemed confused. His gaze wandered to the remnants of the audience. Limbs and chunks scattered the area. Devoid of life.

"I did this...?" He took in the sight, reality gradually settling in.

"Dream!" Sapnap shouted again when Dream had gone into a frozen, stunned silence. "What the fuck, man!?"

Once Dream looked back to him, all he saw was pure fear. "I'm sorry," he mouthed, and disappeared in a cloud of lime-colored particles, leaving Sapnap all alone on a stage surrounded by death.

[peearrdee]

Eret as the god of pride in KOLLOK

This is weird but i am 90% sure i gaslit myself into thinking an entire event involving Eret as the diety of parties took place.

All I can remember is:

it was a big collaboration, Eret was just part of it

Something about a Trial of the Gods

The building was very white

Eret was wearing a similar dress to the one they wore at the streamies (the purple to blueish one) and had silver face makeup

There was fanart of Eret and Elaina with Elaina as the hot dog goddess.

It was on like the same production level as Gen Loss, mabye better, and I vaugley remember dungeons and dragons being mentioned

[mightbemod]

🎊Birthday gift for the birthday streamer!!!

starting 2024 off strong with some Eret art 💪‍ I had fun using exclusively pixel brushes for this!

[mcytransswag]

ROUND THREE!

The_Eret: nominated from the Dream Smp. Headcanoned to be nonbinary and transfem. (Any pronouns but it/its, which Eret also uses irl)

TheOrionSound: nominated from Empires Season Two. Headcanoned to be transmasc and nonbinary (he/she/they pronouns)

Note: Eret identifies as genderqueer irl

[seraphic-sibyl]

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.

[basil-the-bulbasaur]

Vote Jimmy for @transmcytshowdown

Do it for T4T ranchers!

[aro-throughyourchest]

I still think about, “what if CWilbur was into cEret unrequited” and I’m pretty damn sure I’m the only one who thinks about this