Collars

Collars

Just me thinking about how mated ghouls sometimes give their submissiv partner a collar to wear whenever they feel like wearing it (For example: Rain wears his rarely cause it puts pressure on his gills, Dew sometimes just can't wear it cause it reminds him that there used to be gills, Phantom just don't want to wear it some days, especially in the hot summer). Sure, they have the mate bite but still.

Alpha and Omega making Terzo wear one. After all they can't bite him before his transition of becoming a ghoul (to dangerous, he might bleed to death).

Dew wearing one cause the weight makes him feel save and he likes to show of that Aether is his mate (and he's kinky) Aether looking at him with the most precious smile whenever Dew wears his collar.

Phantom wearing his as a reassuring that Mountain is his.

Rain rarely wearing it, but if he does..... Well he's gonna spend much time in Swiss' bed.

Aurora wearing hers cause she likes how Cirrus, Cumulus and Sunny can guide her (she likes to be called Pup or puppy).

Just collars

If you’re a Non-Muslim and you see a Muslim praying in public, could you please not pass in front of them?

Go behind them, but not in front. 👍

Do me a favor and don't think about the ghouls cuddling papa. Don't think about how each ghoul has their way of cuddling him, don't think about how each ghoul has their reason for coming into his room each night.

Don't think about how papa has certain things for each ghoul, a blanket or a pillow or something. Don't think about how the ghouls fight over who gets to cuddle papa just for him to decide on a cuddle pile.

Whatever you do, don't think about it.

i think its so funny that when plurals make ocs they run the risk of that guy showing up in their head

Do you guys think Dew kneeds Aether's tummy like a cat orrr

Mountain who is so vocal when he's in his room alone. Gasping and moaning under his own touch. But trouble comes when he's cramped up in his bunk on the tour bus. He's chubbing up, pressing up against the seam of his boxers, he has no option but to relieve himself. He's still so very, very loud even though he's mere inches away from the rest of his pack mates.

Even his hand over his mouth isnt enough to keep his lovely whimpers at bay. At some point, Zephyr has enough of his shit and wiggles their way into Mountain's bunk, getting a tight hand around his throat so not even air can escape, let alone a noise.

They swat off Mountain's hand and replace it with theirs, jerking him off, tight and fast while staring him right in the eyes. Mountain looks like he could cry from how good it feels, how overwhelming it is. Zeph hopes he does. Maybe Zeph tells him to shut up and cum, to get it over with already. And when Mountain spills white hot over their fist? Zeph wipes their sticky hand off on Mountain's shirt and leaves to crawl back in their own bunk. They leave him twitching and even more horny.

Mean, fed up Zephyr on the mind for today.