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THE MAN THAT YOU ARE!!!!!

Iâm thinkinâ bout the new guy
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Love how Copia has zero control over his ghouls, they just do shit whenever
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#omg im shaking did they actually do that..#/reference#@ the chanting#love how completely unhinged Dew looks
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More dewtom? Plz?
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Something something, SpongeBob and Squidward
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YOUR REALLY WENT AND TWISTED THE KNIFE DIDNT YOU
At the Cleveland ritual last night I told my friend âphantom reminds me so much of aether nowâ. When I got home I told my other friend what phantom was doing. Right before majesty he pointed at the crowd and got us to cheer, and be quiet, got certain section going and then shut everybody up. He used his guitar to start a beat and get mountain to play the beat with him and then he worked into majesty with the beat. Later that night my friend sent me a video of Aether doing the exact same thing, for the exact same song :(
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shutting down summer solstice
hiii this is my first time writing and posting. please be nice<3 title from garamond by arm's length (yes i'm telling you to listen to them) i saw a post about solaris playing dew's guitar and got wrapped up in the idea of her being overwhelmingly fire in her multi elements. dew is an unreliable narrator and panics. 1.4k
thank you @jimothybarnes for being SO kind and encouraging
gorgeous divider by @wrathofrats
âWhat do you mean youâre not coming?â Dew nearly drops his fork. The whole pack is seated around their large dinner table in shocked silence, all eyes on Cumulus.
âI- I canât go. Not without Copi- Frater.â Cumulusâs voice is tight, like it hurts her to say this as much as it hurts the pack to hear it. âIâm sure Papa Perpetua will be great, but I canât go.â
Dew looks wildly around the table, gauging everyoneâs reactions. Cirrus is staring down at her plate, jaw tensed. The lack of fight proving she knew before the rest of the pack. His chest feels tight in a way that triggers his fight or flight response.Â
âSo youâre not even going to try? Youâre just going to quit?â Clearly, fight winning. He hates the way his voice raises. He hates that this is happening. Why would she leave them? The last tour was great, fantastic even. How can she think staying home is better than being with everyone? Why would she leave after seeing how the pack suffered when Aether-Â
âDew,â Cirrus snaps through gritted teeth before Cumulus can respond herself.
âNo,â he mirrors her tone. âThis isnât fair to the rest of us. This shouldâve been a pack decision, we- we shouldâve had a say,â Dewâs voice wavers pathetically the longer he speaks. He feels Mountainâs hand on his thigh, usually a grounding presence, just makes him tense more. He feels like the room is spinning.Â
Cirrus deflates empathetically, already experiencing Dewâs same emotions weeks ago when Cumulus first told her. âItâ Ultimately itâs Lusâ decision.â She glances at Cumulus who meets her gaze with tearful eyes.Â
âIâm,â Cumulusâ voice cracks, she clears her throat, âIâm sorry. Itâs not easy, but I need to stay.âÂ
Itâs been a week since Cumulus broke the news to the pack. Theyâre two months out from tour. They need a new ghoulette.Â
Aurora offered to fill Cumulusâ tour role for the time being. Leaning heavily into her Air element, she picked up on Cumulusâ parts surprisingly well. Itâs bittersweet, Aurora flourishing in her new role while Cumulus steps further and further back. She isnât gone, sheâs still in the den and in the practice rooms and at dinner and all around the ministry. Really, nothing has changed about Cumulusâ presence. But the knowledge that the majority of the pack will be leaving without her looms over them all.Â
The summoning night is more of a peacocking event for Copia, Frater, to show off to the newly appointed Papa. Heâs in his full Papa regalia, not his Frater uniform. Scheduled on a full moon, new black candles ordered, all ghouls requested to be present. None of this is actually necessary, Dew thinks. Phantom and Aurora were summoned on a random night, cheap tealight candles, with only the standing band ghouls present. Dew rolls his eyes as Copia directs them to line the walls of the summoning room.Â
Leaning heavy against the wall, arms crossed, Dew knows heâs sulking. At least in Aetherâs case it was an emergency, called back to the ministry to be a representative of Copia while he was on tour. He still doesnât understand Cumulusâ decision, canât comprehend the willingness to just stay. Mountain nudges Dew lightly with the hand hanging down by his thigh. He sighs, shifting away from Mountain.Â
âWeâre going to be okay, weâve done this before,â Mountainâs voice comes soft.Â
âI donât-â the tightness in his chest returns, but before Dew can fully respond, Copia is addressing the room.Â
âThank you all for coming, I, eh, I know this isnât the normal summoning routine.â Copia is wringing his hands, the leather gloves squeaking standing out in the usually quiet summoning room.Â
Itâs dark, itâs always dark in the summoning room. And cold. Dew has never liked being here. The memories, the implications, of every time being in this room, meaning something was changing. Someone new coming in to fill the gap of someone old. He tries not to be bitter towards new summons, he really does, but every replacement hits harder than the last.
âItâs not a replacement,â Aether told him earnestly, âIâm still here, no one is replacing me. Iâm just a stay-at-home ghoul now.â He gives Dew a lopsided smile, hoping to ease the pain. Dew looks away, canât stand to look at Aether knowing theyâll be apart for so long.
âI donât get why Copia canât have someone else do the job,â Dew huffs. The more they go back and forth about this, the more he feels the tears fighting their way forward.
âHey,â Aether gently turns Dew to face him, his voice softening, âIâll always be here. Iâm not leaving you. Weâll just be in different places for a bit, but you always have me and Iâll be waiting right here for you to come home.â
Dew lets out a shaky exhale, forcing away the memories of the night before Phantomâs summoning. He loves the little quint now, he really does, but the initial adjustment period of someone new never gets easier. Heâs pulled from those thoughts as the sounds of a papal robe billowing through the door announce the entrance of Papa Perpetua.
âAh, welcome,â Copia forces a smile. Apparently heâs not too thrilled either at the thought of replacements. âLet us begin.â
Dew focuses on cracks in the black stone floor, counting lines and forming images out of soot marks. He doesnât know how long Copia explains the ritual for, he doesnât really care either. Heâd rather this be over with sooner rather than later. His attention is pulled back to the present when Perpetua begins lighting the black candles set in a circle on the floor. Copia is watching, almost looming, inspecting every movement of Perpetua. Waiting for a moment of subpar performance to jump in and take over for the new Papaâs first ghoul summoning. For a moment, watching the push and pull between Copia and Perpetua, Dew forgets why theyâre actually here.Â
Perpetua lights the final candle and takes his place at the head of the summoning circle. Under the candlelight, shadowed by his mask, he looks menacing. Dew canât help but feel unsettled. He straightens his back, sets his jaw, and decidedly focuses on the flickering of a candle. Perpetua begins the incantations from the dusty tome that Dew is far too familiar with by now. He wishes he didnât know every syllable by memory.Â
With each line read, the flames grow a bit larger. A small breeze sweeps the previously stale room. Something smells like itâs burning, Dew ignores the otherworldly essence of it. The room feels alive as some loose rubble falls from the ceiling. The center of the summoning circle sparks a small flame. It grows in brightness, but not in size. Dew feels a pit in his stomach as the room begins to warm. A dark layer of smoke covers the floor surrounding the center flame, concealing the entirety of the summoning inscriptions. The radiance engulfs the small flame. Dew feels like heâs staring directly into the sun. It hurts. Thereâs a sudden flash from the growing brightness and everyone in the room startles, shielding themselves from the overwhelming light.Â
When the flare settles, in the center of the summoning room, stands a ghoulette. Below her, the floor is singed. She radiates warmth. Dewâs blood runs cold.
âDewdrop!âÂ
Copiaâs voice is distant as he bolts from the summoning room. From his Papa. From his pack. From his replacement. He doesnât understand, but what else is there to understand? What other use would they have for a freshly summoned fire ghoul? Was this an elaborate plan to send him back to the pit? Corner him in the summoning room for a quick switch?Â
He rounds a corner and the dam breaks. Dew stops running when the sobs shake his whole body. He tucks himself in an alcove to try and steady his panicked breathing. He feels sick. He canât return to the den, canât find solace in his pack. Hell, theyâd probably drag him right back to the summoning room kicking and screaming. He canât stay, not like this.Â
His head thumps against the wall, a humorless laugh leaving his scratchy throat. Of course this would be his way out. Betrayed by his own pack, his own Papa. He shouldâve known his time was limited after a run with two Papas. Third timeâs the charm, right? He replaced Ifrit and now heâs meeting his own fate the same way. There would be no need to keep a burnt out fire ghoul around the ministry.Â
âDew!â He hears Mountainâs yell echoing the halls. His stomach drops. He does the only thing he knows how to do.
Dew runs.
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aurora so wears a little princess crown around the ministry they got for her and a sash



*Smashes them with a hammer *
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I present to you my nameless ghoul OC the Maryland Ghoul he has zero musical talent whatsoever the ministry thinks he sucks and thinks old bay is the best thing ever invented
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theyâre having a moment
#skeletour spoilers#cirrus ghoulette#phantom ghoul#my pookies#god i love phantom#i love them#i love them both#so much#aughhh
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okay i guess im killing myself then WTF HES SO PRETTY AND COOL LOOK AT HIM IM SO PROUD OF HIM đ

đˇ: @ryancphoto
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seeing all the hype the new ghoul is getting makes me so sad for tempest bc yall were not doing all this for her. iâve seen more fanfiction of the new ghoul then tempest put together âšď¸
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cyclone ghoul⌠save me cyclone ghoul⌠cyclone ghoul save me
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Nine out of ten pictures from Tampa's ritual in the Amalie Arena!!









(Sorry this one took so long to get up</3)
(Also excuse me for missing one! Please send it to me if you have the one I'm missing)
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Ten out of the ten exclusive pictures of Baltimore's ritual!!










Link on Ghost's story<3
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you guys dont understand how much i love the new ghoul, he kept doing poses doing the sign of horns and swaying around he was so awesome, AND HIS VOICEEEE, the low parts were SO beautiful and his voice had a grain or gruff to it that was so perfect ohhh my god.. AND HE WAS ALMKST AS TALL AS MOUNTAIN.
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