I Hope Yall Know I Make These With Love After Midnight

A soft Sodo with a flower crown

Tip jar

THERE'S A DARKNESS AT THE HEART OF MY LOVE

THAT RUNS COLD, RUNS DEEP

This would be an absolute amazing way for Angel’s contract with Valentino to break.

And huskerdust points

I wanted to go a bit deeper into both the fact Dew WAS a water ghoul and that Copia is part of their pack.

This has ANGST! Only slight but it's there!

CW for a brief mention of blood

Dew was never really close to his first Papa, Terzo.

So-- seeing the others be heartbroken, distraught, ruined by the fact Terzo is gone was a foreign feeling for him. He couldn't help his pack-- what was left at least-- recover or relate to their pain.

He essentially decided to cast himself away from both Aether and Mountain for a while. At least until they felt ready to interact with him-- because they understood he didn't quite understand their feelings about the whole thing.

That was years ago now.

The clergy needed a new front man. A new voice. A new face.

A new Papa.

When Dew first met Copia. He saw him as this nerdy, awkward, clumsy, weirdo who tried too hard to fit in with everyone in the ministry and make Sister proud.

He didn't trust the new Papa. Thought for sure he'd sink this ship as quickly as it took off from its damaged docks.

Copia, however.. showed interest in the spicy fire ghoul.

He had heard of the painful transition the ghoul went through. How it had thrown him to the wolves. How it had made him change so fast he got whiplash.

Copia couldn't help but relate to that.

So when one night he heard quiet whimpers and growls in the practice room. He recognized them immediately as Dews.

He remembers opening the door slowly and quietly. Remembers seeing Dew on his knees, his guitar on the floor in front of him. Spots of blood smeared on the white face of it.

Dew had gotten frustrated. Felt like he couldn't do anything right. Like his ship was sinking and he'd be sent back to the pit because he couldn't control his element right still, he couldn't control himself right.

He couldn't do anything right.

Dew never noticed the satanic Pope walking over to him. Barely noticed when he had knelt down and sat by Dews side.

He did notice when Copia wrapped his arms around him. In a warm, strong embrace.

That was the first time Dew let his walls down around the man.

It would not be his last.

Content warning: MWIII spoilers, MCD, angst, grief/mourning

Sunset 🌥️

I wish Ghost took off his mask in *that* scene. My man, you're scattering the ashes of your best friend, please… good thing I can draw it myself, I guess 🥲

(Important disclaimer: I don't think he'd actually throw away their masks, I just wanted to make this comic extra sad)

I do respect what the devs and actors managed to pull off despite misguided executive decisions. It's disappointing that they didn't get to tell the story they originally wanted to, but I'm sure they did their best. 🫡

Anyway, now that this is out of my system, I'll just pretend MWZ Soap will hop through a portal and rejoin the MW crew in a retconned future. Anything goes in the multiverse, after all ;)

Okay, back to my (ir)regularly scheduled GhostSoap posting 🧡

twitter is good for showing me how they do things to hedgehogs for example anesthesia & x-rays

Before you post, think:

Is it groovy

Is it smashing, baby

Is it shagedelic

Does it give you mojo

Does it make others randy

CRYING LAUGHING I FUCKIGNS CANT JFJSJX

I cant stop watching this