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osierrasoulo · 6 months
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Ok guys I have had a bit of a brain rot idea.
I have been playing Age of Calamity, and a thought came to mind and turned into this. Allow me to introduce my OC? linkeduniverse link, Calamity or Cal, for short. Here's some headcannons I had for him.
Royal show pony that the king likes to parade around as a symbol of their victory.
He must be perfect at all times
Can talk but perfers to sign as it is easier for him.👐
Only friends are the Champions and Zelda.
Pulled master sword at 17
5 years have past since the end of the war
22 years old
Has no life except to be at the kingdoms bec and call
Tired of his shackled life 😔
Highest ranked in the army
Is sometimes used as Hyrules hitman to get rid of any threat ☠️
Cold and collected
Mentally shuts down any emotions to do his job
Zelda is worried for him and try at every turn to get him out of the castle and away from her father.
Champions help and are worried for him as well.
All of them ( even Revali) try to get him to come to their domains to take a break.
Barely sleeps or can't sleep💤
Go to weapon is his royal broadsword
More headcannons to come... hope you like him! Let me know what you think!😄
Update!
The lovely @rae-nell wrote a fic about my boy! Please give them some love!
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neverchecking · 7 months
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Day 8: Breeding- Calamity
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KIBFFF i was so excited for this day bc breeding is lowkey my specialty (Its not lowkey. Very very highkey) but then i got bad burnout from my midterms and school and my field placement and gfogbg BUT ITS DONE <3
Smut so Minors Do Not Interact. If I find out a minor has interacted with my blog, I will block you.. Thank you!
Smut CW: Cal NO LONGER being a virgin >:) He is down ATROCIOUSLY bad. he just like me fr Anyway, it is gender neutral despite the theme.
This is Day eight of My Kinktober so be sure to come back and check out the other days! Friendly Reminder that all of my smut is tagged 'Cindersins' including this, but this will also be tagged as 'Cinder's happy halloween' along with the run of the mill smut tags.
Kinktober Masterlist <<< Day 7>>>Day 9
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It had been a long time since he had first laid with you. Had first felt your hands on his skin and the delicious warmth you would envelop him in. But every time to him was a blessing. It was the gift of you letting him bathe in your divine glory. 
You could use him anyway you saw fit and he’d thank the golden three for it everyday. 
There were times, however, where you expressed you felt ashamed of the feeling of using him. Of riding him until he was nothing but a sobbing mess, clinging to you like a man void of any free will. Of holding him while he mindlessly rut against you, cock aching with overstimulation as you marked his back with your own show of love. Of running your fingers through his hair while he lapped and sucked at your sex, eagerly cleaning you of anything that might sully your precious skin.
Even before this you felt you were using him to fulfill your own desires, but how wrong you were. He couldn’t even begin to describe the pure euphoria that thrummed in his veins at your request. You had come up to him, with cheeks a soft cherry red, and asked him so nicely to keep an open mind. Little did you know, Cal would swallow hot coals if it meant pleasing you. Nonetheless he listened, holding your hand within his and feeling how soft they felt compared to his. Then you had softly asked for him to breed you. To pump you so full of his very essence the only thought you could comprehend being him. How he felt inside of you, how his own form shadowed over you, how he would pin you down and use you like his own personal toy. You wanted him to use you for once. 
And oh, how delicious of an idea it was. 
It was his absolute honor to lay you down, prepping you so carefully before pulling your hips to rest on his thighs, tapping his cock along your shiny hold before slowly slipping inside. Something about this time felt so different, he couldn’t explain it. Like some part of his hindbrain was just so laden with the need to please you and the primal urge to just give and take. To give you a kid of his own, regardless of whether you could or would carry or not. To just pump you so, so full, it would drip out in heavy bulbs of cum and your own fluids, leaving milky trails down your skin before he would scoop them up with two of his fingers if only to plunge them back into your fluttering hole, listening to your whimpers of overstimulation just to watch it all over again. 
He’d commit it to memory. 
And when all is said and done and you would grow cranky with the thought of more cum spilling out of you? He’d show his pure devotion to you, on his knees before you (His rightful place if he did say so himself) and use his tongue to sing his prayers to your ethereal being.
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eternadreeblissa · 11 months
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Redesigning Cal!!
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Variations and explanations under the cut :DD
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My brain got fried trying to draw the full body design, so I settled for a headshot for now. No worries I'll post the full one at some point!
Anyways, Cal is tricky to design: he's essentially a past version of Wild. If I take off the uniform he'll be a twin of some sort, and while that makes sense he's very different from Wild and I feel he deserves a design of his own that differentiates him from Wild SOMEHOW. But where else can I get ideas BUT Wild??
To solve this, I figured he'd have some clothes aspects of the chain into his clothing :0 an example being the fluffy fur pelt like scarf, like Twilight's! I have more ideas in things like that being incorporated onto him, but there's only so much space in a headshot. Anyway, it's little things like that that show the chain accepting Cal as their new brother and part of the family! Like little gifts or smth 🥺
When I finished, I couldn't help but think of some headcanons: i imagine perhaps while Cal's insecurities and stuff would mellow down or so with the chain and darling comforting him, he still can't exactly help his stiffness and silence; he can't help it when he got thrown into the royal knights, especially becoming the personal bodyguard of the princess. There's a lot of scrutiny placed on him, and so much pressure. It's no wonder why he shut himself up for a while. So even when the chain and darling would soften and loosen him up, he's as silent or so as a board when around anyone else but his brothers and beloved. He can't really trust, nor feel at much ease. Man's always on guard, and when he found himself a goddess to worship? Especially more so. So it felt fitting to give him some mask that covers half of his face; it shows he isn't exactly open, and is reserved and closed off for most. He does at times puts it down with the chain and Y/N, of course.
The fur pelt thing around his shoulders, I imagine he takes comfort in them; they're like a hug from Twilight or even the chain, and the soft fur helps give him a little happiness and it's soothing. He holds it when he thinks of his brothers, and perhaps tugs it around him, like a blanket around him whenever the chain isn't with him. (He especially does it a lot in TTAU :')) But those are headcanons for another day—)
Also, that rose? It's darling's flower! In Yandy's case, it could be a wildflower, but it can change into any flower or symbol u want! But for my Y/N or OC, they're heavily themed around roses so it's only fitting <33 anyway, it's much like an oath, and a seal to the vow; to accept the chain as family, means accepting and worshipping their goddess. He clutches the flower whenever he thinks of his darling, when he misses her, when he's ridding off a pest that dared to hurt her, so on. (Another habit he does in TTAU—)
Lastly, the hoodie. More so a nod to his role in my head: being a shadow protector of the sorts. Because he's always there in the background, standing there blending into the crowd. No one notices him (except mayhaps his newfound family), and it gives him the upper hand when facing off enemies and the likes. They won't notice they were taken out until they black out suddenly. Tho, this with the mask? Ninja, assassin vibes. And he probably fits the role too. You wouldn't see him coming, and while the telltale signs of his boiling wrath mayhaps be flowing out of his body, you wouldn't stand much of a chance with this guy.
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angry-trashcan · 9 months
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Girl(s), Interrupted
Aaliyah and Ceres try to have their girl time, but the triplets (Sage, Wild and Cal) decide they need to come back to the inn early.
Aaliyah is @neverchecking's OC. She's Ceres's (my OC) girlfriend. Just don't tell the chain. Or do, who cares. Also, Cinder is my wife so this is very fitting-
Warnings: N/SFW, fingering, strap-on, girls having girl time, fivesome(?), Sage.
2.1K WC N/SFW. MINORS DNI.
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Aaliyah’s name fell from Ceres’s mouth like a prayer.
Her nails left their claim on her bare back above her. Half moons deep enough to leave marks littering every surface she could reach. Her own body was covered in deep purple and red bruises. Every thrust would push her up the bed a bit, her head thrown back and hips rising up to meet every single one. Moans were pouring out of her, a slur of words mixed in to show her appreciation.
Aaliyah’s hand rose to her cheek, a thumb slipping into her mouth as she spoke. “You always do so good for me. Such a good girl.” She pushed the thumb deeper, a small moan coming from her own throat when Ceres pursed her lips and sucked it. A sharper thrust of her hips sent Ceres reeling.
Her tongue lolled out around the thumb, her eyes rolling back ever so slightly when the dildo hit just the right spot. Words attempted to form but couldn’t as Aaliyah continued to hit the same spot. Legs wrapped around her waist as she kept up her pace. The hand left her face, thumb wet as it traveled to the space between them. Harsh circles were rubbed on Ceres’s clit, getting a loud cry from her at the new sensation. Aaliyah’s eyes bore into Ceres’s half lidded ones as she attempted to rise to meet the thrusts.
“If you-I’m- I-“ The words couldn’t come out as she wiggled under her. Her hips moving wildly in an attempt for release.
“Do it, cum for me.” Aaliyah breathed out, her own words breathless. Ceres wrapped her hands up into the white hair, bringing their foreheads to each other as she grinded up into the hand. “You can do it, I’ve got you. You’re doing so well. You look so good under me like this. Falling apart at my every touch.” Praises continued to come from Aaliyah as Ceres felt her own release growing closer.
It ripped through her body suddenly, her hips raising up and head throwing back as she cried out, “Fuck, daddy!” Aaliyah smirked against the crook of her neck as her hips and hand slowed to a stop. The door to the inn’s room opened without warning, and both girls groaned breathlessly. Ceres reaching aimlessly for a blanket.
“Oh! Didn’t think we would be interrupting.” Wild exclaimed, a shocked smile on his face.
“That’s why you knock!” Aaliyah yelled back, realizing the blanket was on the floor and out of reach. A new hand pulled her head back, letting her eyes meet Sage’s.
“I don’t know why you never invite me to these hang outs of yours.” His smirk showing a sharp tooth. “I think I’m a welcome part to it.”
“If you were welcome then you’d be invited.” She got out, rolling her eyes.
Ceres gasped under her as Wild took a nipple between his fingers, rolling it. She looked between Aaliyah and Wild, asking for a silent permission before she engaged. Aaliyah’s eyes gave it before Sage pushed his lips to hers. Wild pulled at the bud, which got a pretty noise from the back of her throat as she pushed her hips up into Aaliyah’s, the dildo still sitting deep within her.
Sage pulled away for a moment to look back to the corner where the door was, “You joining us or are you just gonna stand over there?”
“I- I’m coming.” Cal muttered out, making his way to the bed.
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The strap had long been thrown to the side of the room. Hands and moans were moving about the room, trying to find their place. Aaliyah’s back was against Sage’s chest as he laid on his own back, his dick buried deep as he thrust up into her. His teeth occasionally finding their place on her shoulder. Ceres found herself over Aaliyah, face to face and clits rubbing together as Wild thrust into her from behind. He held onto her waist to keep her in place during his pursuit of his own release. Cal kneeled in front of Ceres’s face, hard and dripping waiting for her to be ready to take him into her mouth.
Aaliyah cursed as Ceres was pushed against her especially roughly, their slick mixing together and dripping onto Sage’s balls. Ceres pushed her lips to hers, forcing her tongue past teeth as they collided. Sage’s arms tightened around Aaliyah’s stomach as her own went to Ceres’s back, digging in. Cal groaned at the sight, pumping his dick with his own hand slowly.
A hand pulled Ceres’s hair, ripping their lips apart, before she could protest Wild picked up his pace, causing her to curse his name. “I believe you have someone who needs attention.” He angled her head towards Cal. She nodded the best she could before he released her head, lolling her mouth open for him. He breathed heavily as he pushed himself in. He willed himself not to bust right then at the feeling of her tongue against him.
“Oh, goddess above.” His own hand fell where Wild’s had been, watching as she moved up and down his shaft with every one of Wild’s thrusts. He threw his head back and let out a loud moan when he felt a warmth around his balls. Aaliyah taking them into her own mouth and sucking. Ceres looked up to him through her lashes as he hit the back of her throat, her tongue wrapping around him. His hands hit her shoulders before he started his own thrusts in time with Wild's.
Sage’s thrusts picked up below Aaliyah, getting her to moan around Cal’s balls and sending a whole new sensation through him. Their clits ached against one another, grinding together with each of the men’s thrusts and tumbling them both towards their own orgasms. Sage planted his feet to the bed, tightening his grip on Aaliyah’s stomach before he bucked wildly into her. He bit down on her shoulder to hide his own noises, letting hers leak out around her mouthful.
Wild took notice, picking up his own thrusts. He reached down and wrapped a hand around the back of Ceres’s neck, keeping the other on her hip. The sounds in the room grew louder, Wild’s hands tightening enough to leave bruises, he was sure.
Cal’s pursuit picked up with Wild’s his releasing growing quicker than the others. Aaliyah gave a harsher suck as she moaned, and it seems like that was all it took for him to see white. His hand dug into Ceres’s shoulders as he stilled, spilling down her throat. He pulled back and out, looking down to her face as her tongue fell from her mouth, a trail of cum following it. Aaliyah quickly pulled her face down to her own, the taste of cum in the others mouth bringing a moan to her.
She bucked her hips up in an effort for more friction between the two of them, which was reciprocated by Ceres. They ground their hips together, clits rubbing one another as they were pushed back and forth from under and above. Aaliyah cried out as she reached her limit, lips falling from Ceres’s as she rode out her bliss. Ceres followed not long after, the sight of Aaliyah falling apart under her too much. Their lips found each other’s quickly as they attempted to calm the other’s overstimulation from the ongoing abuse.
Sage’s arms only tightened around Aaliyah as he stilled beneath her, coming deep inside of her. His mouth left her shoulder after a moment and he breathed heavily, head falling back onto the bed and looking up to the two women above him whose mouths hadn’t left each other’s.
Wild didn’t take long after that, the hand still on Ceres’s neck tightening as he found his own release. Groaning loudly as he did so. He leaned over the women, slowly pushing his seed deeper in to be sure none of it came out.
Sage leaned up to Aaliyah’s ear, who was still in the midst of the make out. “Don’t think we’re done with y’all yet.”
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Aaliyah’s moans filled the room as Wild thrust into her from behind. A hard smack echoed from her ass as Sage made his way to the head of the bed. He knelt down to eye level with her. “You’re a real slut, you know that?” She went to respond, but as she opened her mouth, he shoved two fingers into it. “No back talk.” She closed her eyes and sucked them, letting her tongue work over them.
Ceres laid across the bed next to her, her head coming to rest right under Aaliyah’s breasts. Cal pushed into Ceres again, getting another cry from her, her hands pulling at the sheets. Her legs were held open from the knees by Cal’s rough hands, he haphazardly brought one up, putting it over his shoulder to get a better angle. Getting a louder moan of his name.
Sage settled on his knees in front of Aaliyah, putting a hand under her chin to bring her eyes to his. “You’re gonna suck this good, just like you always do. Right?” She nodded, letting her tongue fall from her mouth for him. “That’s a good girl.” He patted her cheek before lining himself up and pushing himself into her mouth. He let himself moan deeply when her tongue flicked around the tip.
Wild’s hand wrapped to under her, rubbing on the aching nub. Her hips moved against him, signaling him to keep going. He moved his fingers in small circles as he moved his hips into her, hitting every spot she needed him to.
Ceres rose her head up, taking one of Aaliyah’s nipples into her mouth from where she laid. She rolled the piercing around in her mouth, letting her tongue move it about. Aaliyah moaned around Sage’s dick, her own hands digging into the bed sheets. Cal picked up his pace into Ceres, tightening his hold on her raised leg to keep her in place. Ceres’s hand made its way to her achy clit, only to be slapped away by Sage’s.
“You can’t let them take care of themselves.” He hissed out to Cal as he began rubbing harsh circles onto Ceres’s clit. Her hips bucked up into Cal and Sage’s hand. Her mouth sucking harder around Aaliyah’s nipple.
Aaliyah’s moaning and twitching around Wild could only mean one thing. Wild rubbed harder and faster as he went the same, all rhythm falling apart at the thought of them coming together. Sage pulled her hair into his free hand, bringing his own rhythm up to a hectic speed. Aaliyah moaned as loudly as she could around Sage’s dick, her orgasm ripping through her body. Wild thrust a few more times before he and his hand stilled, coming to a halt deep in her.
Ceres let her nipple fall from her mouth with a pop, saliva dripping from it and onto her lips. Cal’s assault picked up, his words turning into slurs of cursing and moans as he felt Ceres tighten and flinch. Ceres threw her head back and arched her back up as Sage’s fingers picked up pace on her. “I’m- please- fuck!” Her vision flashed white as she closed her eyes, waves of pleasure falling over her body.
“That’s right, good girl.” Sage cooed, his fingers slowing only slightly. Cal came to a stop right after, crying out as he grabbed onto her leg for support.
Sage removed his hand from Ceres, bringing it to join his other at Aaliyah’s hair. He grabbed onto it before fucking into her mouth. Her eyes rolled back as she attempted to loll her tongue around him. Tears fell down her cheeks as he hit the back of her throat. Groans came from his chest as he finally came to a stop, pulling her hair tight in his hands. He pulled out after a moment, a small amount of cum coming from her mouth as he did so.
The group settled onto the bed in a huff. Sage leaning back against the headboard with Aaliyah laying on his legs. Ceres lay with her head on her stomach, Cal next to her and Wild across the end of the bed.
Sage leaned down to kiss Aaliyah rather roughly, “You always do good for me.” He mumbled against her lips. He brought a hand to Ceres’s cheek, patting it. “And you’re such a good girl for us both.”
Wild laughed a bit to himself while Cal huffed quietly. Ceres slowly stood to shaky legs, looking around the small room for a moment before she found what she was looking for. She lifted it, holding the strap-on by the black strap with one hand. The large purple dildo glimmering in the light. She had a small smirk on her face as she spoke, “So, who’s next?”
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dragonknightcal · 1 month
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*pot shattered on the floor*
Legend: Huh. Just like me.
Warriors: A mess?
Legend: I was going to say broken, but that's also fair.
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yandereunsolved · 21 days
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Yandere Link(s) text posts | Part 1, Part 2 | aged up Links
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treasure-goblin · 15 days
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Posting the buns together
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ladye-zelda · 4 months
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i feel like Legend would say "applesauce" instead of "awesome" when he was a little kid XD
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wrylu · 8 days
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how my cod ocs would draw themselves
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thepinklink · 2 months
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Prance (for the one word prompt)
“Have you ever ridden English?” Wind asks, switching out the curry comb for the hard bristle brush.
“Yeah, and I never will again.” Legend scowls with a tch. “Too much fancy prancing, and it’s impractical. Can’t wrangle a calf in an English saddle, you’ll fall off.”
“Don’t listen to him. It’s true, but don’t listen, he’s just biased,” Sky leans in to comment.
“Like you’re any better, with an argument like that,” Legend cackles.
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yourlocaltreesimp · 7 months
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We all like that hec of the links being taller than reader but I give you this sage,cal and wild being shorter than reader it's that love troupe of the feral short person that seems to have so much rage that seems to have no where to go and their lover who is taller then them and is much calmer and is the only person to be able to calm their angry lover. Botw,tolk and time of calamity show link to be shorter then the people around him anyway. Maybe because of the height thing that gives those links a bit of insecurities especially with the competition with the others.
Absolutely correct, A squabble (that is what i’m demanding a group of Links separate from the chain be called) of feral links just being absolutely head over heals for their taller lover.
I also saw this and thought: ah yes, toddlers.
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osierrasoulo · 6 months
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Ok, guys, here is a reference sheet I have made for Cal. To be honest, I have never made a ref sheet like this before, and it was a little difficult. Here are a few more headcannons.
Wears a circlet that hides his scars under a glamor
Addicted to stamina potions
Scars are from his battle with the malice shadows of the champions
Broken soul 💔
Still has his family but is scared to visit less find out he is a disappointment to them.
He highly respect everyone in the chain especially Wild.
He wants to protect Wild at all cost because he sees him as a younger brother.
Though I did have fun drawing it. Hope you guys like it! Let me know what you think or what you like about him! Here is my first post I made of him.
Also, bellow is a fanfic by the lovely RaeNell!
Please give them some love!
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neverchecking · 7 months
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Day 7: Virginity- Calamity
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Smut so Minors Do Not Interact. If I find out a minor has interacted with my blog, I will block you.. Thank you!
Smut CW: Cal being a virgin, he busts a lil earlier, I tried to keep it pretty gender neutral but if I missed something let me know?
This is Day seven of My Kinktober so be sure to come back and check out the other days! Friendly Reminder that all of my smut is tagged 'Cindersins' including this, but this will also be tagged as 'Cinder's happy halloween' along with the run of the mill smut tags.
Kinktober Masterlist <<< Day 6 >>>Day 8
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He was…nervous. He knew you knew he was nervous, that the tempo you were going at was not for yourself, but rather him.  He knew this. He knew this because he was sure he told you it. He hadn’t uttered a word but it was all over his face. 
Cal had prided himself on holding his reactions and emotions to his chest. During training, he was the poster child for the perfect soldier. Silent, obedient, and almost mindless when it came to orders. He almost preferred it that way, really. He didn’t have to think. 
Because thinking was hard. It was so, so, so hard to do anything really. He could barely breathe with the way your hand was wrapped around him, even as featherlight as it was. Your touch was sacreligious with how much he yearned for it. Golden goddess above, he was ready to burst under the tension. His gut was tight and his abs flexed under him as his back arched. A whine left his lips, high and pretty, as his eyes burned with tears. It was so overwhelming, but not nearly enough. Just the absolute phantom of euphoria. 
He was absolutely shaking beneath you, fingers clutching the sheets beneath him. He was sure he had nearly ripped a hole in them. 
Watching you carefully, he sucked in a harsh breath as you moved over him, hole glistening from the earlier prep you had done (Under his careful eye, which was an experience spent shuffling from where he sat, hands covering his crotch to the best of his ability), hovering just over the head of his weeping cock. Drops of precum had drooled over the rest of his shaft from where your hand had earlier been toying with his cock, quickly cooling into an uncomfortable chill. He led out a small little choked noise, somewhere in between a sob and a whimper, as he bucked his hips uncontrollably. You hushed him, with that same gentle smile you always wore, before gently sinking your hips down. He cried out in alarm, warm tears trailing down his cheeks at the sudden feeling of pure warmth that surrounded him. It was foreign and so new and a sudden jolt of electric stimulation that had him grappling at you like his soul would leave his body if he failed to do so. It was divine, the feeling of your velvet walls clutching around him in a suffocating hold, pulsating in time with your heartbeats. But it was so much, too much. Shame filled his core before he even fully registered what was happening. 
It happened too quickly to process properly too. Before he knew it, his hips were jutting as far as he could and his hold on you turned into nail-drawn lines that flashed white before fading into rosy red. Whatever warmth there was previously meant nothing compared to now as it trailed down is cock and past the opening of your muscles, muddling onto the divot of his balls as he sobbed into your chest. Your fingers dug through his hair with soft hums of reassurance which didn’t make the situation any better. 
It was something so pulsatingly good, he nearly swore this was what heaven was in all its golden promises and clouded bliss. 
With you still seated on top of him, kissing his temple and talking him through what exactly you’d do to him next, he was sure of it.
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sleepy-artist27 · 2 months
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D4, G3, or H1 for Wind? Or whoever you want?
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I did all of the expressions and honestly I’m actually satisfied with how they look! :D
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angry-trashcan · 7 months
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Kinktober
Day 14
Orgasm Denial with Calamity
N/SFW. MINORS DNI.
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He had lost track of how many hours it had been. How many times the clock had ticked away above his head. He had lost track of how many times you had came around him, using his body for your own pleasure as you so deliberately denied him of his own. He was aware you were doing it on purpose, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. Not when your hips felt so good hitting his over and over and over again.
The way your clit would rub against his lower stomach with every grind you took against him. Everytime your whole body shook with another orgasam, making him tumble close to his own before you would lift your hips up off of him, letting him crash back down.
He cried out, trying to reach his hands up to simply *feel* you, crying again when the roped pulled at his wrists. Keeping them in place. "Please- please-"
"Please what, pretty boy?" Your hips fell back onto him hard. His head threw back, moaning loudly. "Do you want to cum? Wanna find out how it feels to come in me? It's okay baby. I'll make sure you get to."
He groaned loudly, bucking his hips up into yours as you pulled back off of him.
"Eventually."
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dragonknightcal · 4 months
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Friends In All Shapes
"Hi!"
Twilight/Wolfie's head popped up as soon as someone spoke, seemingly right next to his face. He looked up and stared in confusion at the one who had spoken, expecting to see a small child.
Instead, a dog stood over him, curly tail wagging happily.
"Hi!" She said again, dropping into a play bow. "Who are you? You're a weird looking friend, but that's ok! I'm Winnie, are you staying long?"
Twilight blinked, still groggy from waking up so quickly. This dog, Winnie, spoke fast. Not at all like the dogs he was used to meeting on the road during his travels.
"Um, hello." He said uncertainly.
"Hi!" Winnie said again, hopping up and then flopping down on the ground, as if she had so much energy that she had to add steps to everything the did. "What's your name?"
She was persistent. He'd give her that. "Twi- Wolfie. I'm Wolfie."
"Oooh! That's a good name!" Winnie cheered, wagging her tail more and tilting her curly head curiously. "What kinda friend are you? I'm a golden-doodle, but Dodge says I have some Hylian Shepherd in me. He's kinda cranky."
Twilight blinked slowly, drawing himself into a sitting position and trying to process all the information she was throwing at him. "I'm...I'm not sure I know what what means." He said, tilting his head. What kind of friend was he? Did she mean dog breed? What in Hylia's name is a golden-doodle? Wild's time sure had some strange creatures.
"He's a wolf, you moron." A deeper voice said from the entrance of the stable, and both wolf and dog turned to look at the jet black dog lounging just inside the archway. He, unlike Winnie, had short hair and a keen eye. This must be the 'Dodge' Winnie had mentioned. He was, in fact, very grumpy, it seemed.
"A Wolf?" Winnie looked confused. "Nooo, those are the bitey ones with the mean faces. His face isn't mean, and he has people! He's a friend!"
Twilight tuned out the two dogs' conversation from there. It was too early for animal shenanigans, in his opinion. Speaking of people, he saw the group just inside the stable, all asleep save for Time, who seemed to be reading something. Upon closer inspection, Twilight could see the subtle grin on the old man's face as he watched the wolf and dogs from the corner of his eye.
'That bastard', Twilight thought. He was tempted to plot some kind of childish response to this betrayal and was soon provided that opportunity.
"Who's that guy?" Winnie asked, head suddenly popping into Twilight's face. "Is he your person?"
Twilight was about to deny it, he didn't belong to anyone, but a fiendish thought passed through his mind.
"Yeah." He said, tail wagging in excitement. "Why don't you go say hi? He loves dogs, and cuddles."
Winnie froze, body tense as a bowstring, then shot off into the stable on a mission to say hello to her new friend's person.
Twilight puffed up in pride when he saw Time get tackled by the excited dog, and preened at the laughter he heard afterward. 'That's what you get,' he thought to himself, secretly taking delight in his predecessors' happiness.
Dodge watched from his spot, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.
"You're sneaky, I like that." The older dog said, stretching and standing up slowly. "Winnie has a few things to learn. She's still a pup, but maybe she's onto something with this friend nonsense." If a dog ever reminded Twilight of Time, it would be Dodge. The older dog carried himself in an upright posture, wise eyes now sparking with life and a need for trouble.
"Why don't we go say hello to that person of yours?" The elder dog said with deceptive calmness, and Twilight swore he saw Dodge wink. He bared his teeth in a wolfy smile, and the two took off towards Time, much like Winnie had.
That was a fondly remembered day in everyone's memory after that. Waking up to Time on the ground laughing with Wolfie and two other dogs on top of him was something the younger heroes weren't keen to forget.
He liked Wild's Era, he decided. Especially the friends he had made while he was there.
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