Lunacy and Cowporn
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savioursephMore warped creations from too little sleep and the influence of people such as ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ryutsuki, yubberducky, wrongly_amused, mazoku85 and mintylim.
Sorry...
Unfortunately - Gibdo/Link (OoT)
All he could think was "why the hell did I even go in that room? I had the damn key - what was the point in coming back?". Unfortunately for his frail, young sanity, though, he took it upon himself to reenter the small, dank crypt; he didn't want to have missed anything and have to trek all the way back through the depths of the well for it.
It turned out he actually had missed something - although the something in question was something he'd have preferred to have missed altogether.
Heaps of bandages were strewn around the floor hastily; now stripped of their coverings, the gibdos that had previously occupied the coffins were clustered together in a corner, doing... something - he couldn't quite make it out. Curious, Link crept silently towards them - could it be they had found someone else and they were feeding? He had to save them!
But his stealth wasn't enough - they heard him coming, and turned, freezing him in their glare. There was no victim - unless the gibdo bound to the coffin face down could be counted, but truth be told he seemed to be enjoying the whole ordeal.
Which was more than Link did.
QOIHAIODHLIDHSLIDGA;KSDH - Link + Shad (TP)
"You can't use that."
"Why not?"
"That isn't a word"
"It is so a word!"
"Fine - use it in a sentence!"
"OK then... 'QOIHAIODHLIDHSLIDGA;KSDH!', Ganondorf exclaimed, the hilt of the sword protruding from his stomach."
"..."
"What?"
"Does a death rattle really count as a word, Link?"
"It does when it's worth 932 points"
"QOIHAIODHLIDHSLIDGA;KSDH"
"Does this mean I win?"
Yeast - Dead Hand/Link (OoT)
He felt the hand creeping down his back, and at the touch of it's cold, spongy-like-bread, rotted digits he was shocked to find his penis rising like it was filled with yeast and left in a warm cupboard. Any other time he would have ran, but the blood that should have been controlling his running instinct was currently engaged in other matters, so he stayed, moaning softly at the creature's touch.
And then, oh Farore!, another hand was upon him. Than another, and another - how many did this thing have? More and more hands burst out of the ground around him, each finding new places to explore.
The ground shook, and the creature controlling the hands made itself visible. If he wasn't so suffused with sex-lust, Link may have been worried by the size of the creature's mouth, or the way it was heading towards him with a predatory glint in it's eyes. But no; all his brain could conjure up was the thought of how great it would be to feel those jaws wrap themselves around his engorged cock and bring him the release he so needed.
Thinking with his little head can really get a guy into trouble, can't it?
Makeup - Link + Navi (OoT)
"Moon Cosmic Power... MAKEUP!"
"..."
"Worth a try, I guess"
"You watch too much animé. Really."
"Well, anything would help at this point. Besides - he can turn into a giant pig-monster - why can't I transform? IT'S NOT FAIR DAMMIT!"
"Even if you could transform, would you really want that outfit?"
"Sure! I mean, hell - I'm wearing a skirt as it is - why not add a few bows and some knee-high boots to complete the ensemble?"
"I really worry about you sometimes, dude"
"Yeah, you're probably right."
"You think?"
"Blue & red aren't really my colours"
"I guess you could try Sailor Jupiter then?"
"Shut up, Navi."
"Hehehehe"
Sleepovers - Lenzo/Link (WW)
"So, what did you want me to do, exactly?"
"Do we have to go through this again? Just climb up to the window and take pictures."
"But Lenzo - what if they see me?"
"They won't - don't worry"
They did.
And Link found the wrath of the sleepover-partaking girls far worse than anything Ganondorf could have ever cooked up. But at least he had the pictures - Lenzo would be pleased. Maybe he would even give him the fabled colour upgrade to his rather battered camera.
If he could manage to retrieve it first, that is.
Eager for praise and presents, Link staggered back to the Pictograph Shop.
"Well?"
"I got them."
"Where are they?"
"Well, it's a bit embarrassing, really."
"They caught you, didn't they?"
"Yessir."
"Hmm... OK, bend over and we'll get this over with as quickly as possible."
"Okay..."
"Wow... they must've been really mad; how did they manage to get it that far in?"
"You don't want to know. Really."
"Hold still; I've nearly got it - just a little further!"
And then Pompie and Vera walked in.
Dinosaur - Link + Old Man (Loz)
"DODONGO DISLIKES SMOKE"
"Yeah, you told me that already. Now tell me what I actually asked: Where the fuck is the goddess-damned key?"
"DODONGO DISLIKES SMOKE"
"You are really starting to piss me off, old dude"
"DODONGO DISLAAAAAGCKPTHLGHTH"
"Whaddyaknow? I feel better."
*fwoosh*
*burn*
"AAAAGGHH!"
Cowlick - Cow/Link (OoT)
Malon could never find out about this - she'd never look him in the eye again. It was a present from her - could she have known what would happen?
What designs her beloved animal had on him?
It wasn't like it was his fault - he just woke up to it. Gave him quite a turn, actually. Who expects to wake up from one of the best sex dreams they have ever experienced to see a cow nuzzling at their erection, huge tongue caressing things that a cow's tongue should never caress.
Who expects to like it?
What was she thinking, putting the damn creature in his house, anyway?
Pretty - Shadow Beast/Link (TP)
Whatever it was, the creature wasn't pretty. Long, rubbery arms, tipped with sharp claws protruded from it's torso, and it's face was hidden by a shield-like protrusion and a mass of squirming tentacles. Tentacles that were squirming their way into the place Midna seemed to hide whenever she wasn't straddling his back like the pint-sized dominatrix she was.
Link gasped, as the creature lashed inside of his anus, hitting that magic spot that made the pain worthwhile, then going past and deeper into him. More joined it, the rubbing of tentacle against tentacle creating a divine friction in the hero's body. He couldn't stay on his feet any more - he collapsed onto the floor, moaning in ecstasy, as the black ribbons snaked their way around his ass and pulled on his cock, and he couldn't help but submit to them, shooting thick streams of hot cum onto the parched floor with an agonised, euphoric yell.
Not pretty, but did that really matter?
He didn't think so.
Face - Façade/Link (LA)
"Well, this is new..."
Link dodged the tile that was flying at his head by inches, only to nearly trip into a large, mouth-shaped hole by his feet. He had been expecting an actual monster to battle, not a bunch of holes and airborne earthenware. How was he supposed to fight this? Oh well - at least it had ran out of things to throw at him.
Suddenly, Link felt his arm gripped by something. Something invisible, it seemed. So that's what it was - a poltergeist. The face was just a façade, and what was launching the tiles was whatever had him up against the wall of the room. What had quickly divested him of all clothing and was doing rather interesting things to what was once hidden by them.
He'd think of a way to fight it though.
Honestly.
Well, maybe later.
Tickle-Me Elmo - Telma/Link (TP)
Telma was atop him, her monstrous breasts quivering maniacally like the Tickle-Me Elmo he so loved as a child (except with less red fur and electronic giggling). This thought caused Link to erupt into a rather out-of-place burst of giggles, completely ruining the moment and causing a brief look of disgust to flit across Telma's face like an angry moth.
"I'm so..heheheh.sorr...heeheehee...SORRY!" he gasped, still laughing like a loon to the confusion of his amply-breasted lover.
"I don't think I've ever had that reaction before, hun. Cries for mercy, sure. Guys passing out from lack of oxygen - all the time. But giggling like a schoolgirl?" Telma said, putting on her clothes huffily.
"I'm really sorry about that - just some stupid memory. Carry on where we left off, okay?"
"Nah, I've got to be going anyway - Louise needs her dinner"
ryutsuki, yubberducky, wrongly_amused, mazoku85 and mintylim.Sorry...
Unfortunately - Gibdo/Link (OoT)
All he could think was "why the hell did I even go in that room? I had the damn key - what was the point in coming back?". Unfortunately for his frail, young sanity, though, he took it upon himself to reenter the small, dank crypt; he didn't want to have missed anything and have to trek all the way back through the depths of the well for it.
It turned out he actually had missed something - although the something in question was something he'd have preferred to have missed altogether.
Heaps of bandages were strewn around the floor hastily; now stripped of their coverings, the gibdos that had previously occupied the coffins were clustered together in a corner, doing... something - he couldn't quite make it out. Curious, Link crept silently towards them - could it be they had found someone else and they were feeding? He had to save them!
But his stealth wasn't enough - they heard him coming, and turned, freezing him in their glare. There was no victim - unless the gibdo bound to the coffin face down could be counted, but truth be told he seemed to be enjoying the whole ordeal.
Which was more than Link did.
QOIHAIODHLIDHSLIDGA;KSDH - Link + Shad (TP)
"You can't use that."
"Why not?"
"That isn't a word"
"It is so a word!"
"Fine - use it in a sentence!"
"OK then... 'QOIHAIODHLIDHSLIDGA;KSDH!', Ganondorf exclaimed, the hilt of the sword protruding from his stomach."
"..."
"What?"
"Does a death rattle really count as a word, Link?"
"It does when it's worth 932 points"
"QOIHAIODHLIDHSLIDGA;KSDH"
"Does this mean I win?"
Yeast - Dead Hand/Link (OoT)
He felt the hand creeping down his back, and at the touch of it's cold, spongy-like-bread, rotted digits he was shocked to find his penis rising like it was filled with yeast and left in a warm cupboard. Any other time he would have ran, but the blood that should have been controlling his running instinct was currently engaged in other matters, so he stayed, moaning softly at the creature's touch.
And then, oh Farore!, another hand was upon him. Than another, and another - how many did this thing have? More and more hands burst out of the ground around him, each finding new places to explore.
The ground shook, and the creature controlling the hands made itself visible. If he wasn't so suffused with sex-lust, Link may have been worried by the size of the creature's mouth, or the way it was heading towards him with a predatory glint in it's eyes. But no; all his brain could conjure up was the thought of how great it would be to feel those jaws wrap themselves around his engorged cock and bring him the release he so needed.
Thinking with his little head can really get a guy into trouble, can't it?
Makeup - Link + Navi (OoT)
"Moon Cosmic Power... MAKEUP!"
"..."
"Worth a try, I guess"
"You watch too much animé. Really."
"Well, anything would help at this point. Besides - he can turn into a giant pig-monster - why can't I transform? IT'S NOT FAIR DAMMIT!"
"Even if you could transform, would you really want that outfit?"
"Sure! I mean, hell - I'm wearing a skirt as it is - why not add a few bows and some knee-high boots to complete the ensemble?"
"I really worry about you sometimes, dude"
"Yeah, you're probably right."
"You think?"
"Blue & red aren't really my colours"
"I guess you could try Sailor Jupiter then?"
"Shut up, Navi."
"Hehehehe"
Sleepovers - Lenzo/Link (WW)
"So, what did you want me to do, exactly?"
"Do we have to go through this again? Just climb up to the window and take pictures."
"But Lenzo - what if they see me?"
"They won't - don't worry"
They did.
And Link found the wrath of the sleepover-partaking girls far worse than anything Ganondorf could have ever cooked up. But at least he had the pictures - Lenzo would be pleased. Maybe he would even give him the fabled colour upgrade to his rather battered camera.
If he could manage to retrieve it first, that is.
Eager for praise and presents, Link staggered back to the Pictograph Shop.
"Well?"
"I got them."
"Where are they?"
"Well, it's a bit embarrassing, really."
"They caught you, didn't they?"
"Yessir."
"Hmm... OK, bend over and we'll get this over with as quickly as possible."
"Okay..."
"Wow... they must've been really mad; how did they manage to get it that far in?"
"You don't want to know. Really."
"Hold still; I've nearly got it - just a little further!"
And then Pompie and Vera walked in.
Dinosaur - Link + Old Man (Loz)
"DODONGO DISLIKES SMOKE"
"Yeah, you told me that already. Now tell me what I actually asked: Where the fuck is the goddess-damned key?"
"DODONGO DISLIKES SMOKE"
"You are really starting to piss me off, old dude"
"DODONGO DISLAAAAAGCKPTHLGHTH"
"Whaddyaknow? I feel better."
*fwoosh*
*burn*
"AAAAGGHH!"
Cowlick - Cow/Link (OoT)
Malon could never find out about this - she'd never look him in the eye again. It was a present from her - could she have known what would happen?
What designs her beloved animal had on him?
It wasn't like it was his fault - he just woke up to it. Gave him quite a turn, actually. Who expects to wake up from one of the best sex dreams they have ever experienced to see a cow nuzzling at their erection, huge tongue caressing things that a cow's tongue should never caress.
Who expects to like it?
What was she thinking, putting the damn creature in his house, anyway?
Pretty - Shadow Beast/Link (TP)
Whatever it was, the creature wasn't pretty. Long, rubbery arms, tipped with sharp claws protruded from it's torso, and it's face was hidden by a shield-like protrusion and a mass of squirming tentacles. Tentacles that were squirming their way into the place Midna seemed to hide whenever she wasn't straddling his back like the pint-sized dominatrix she was.
Link gasped, as the creature lashed inside of his anus, hitting that magic spot that made the pain worthwhile, then going past and deeper into him. More joined it, the rubbing of tentacle against tentacle creating a divine friction in the hero's body. He couldn't stay on his feet any more - he collapsed onto the floor, moaning in ecstasy, as the black ribbons snaked their way around his ass and pulled on his cock, and he couldn't help but submit to them, shooting thick streams of hot cum onto the parched floor with an agonised, euphoric yell.
Not pretty, but did that really matter?
He didn't think so.
Face - Façade/Link (LA)
"Well, this is new..."
Link dodged the tile that was flying at his head by inches, only to nearly trip into a large, mouth-shaped hole by his feet. He had been expecting an actual monster to battle, not a bunch of holes and airborne earthenware. How was he supposed to fight this? Oh well - at least it had ran out of things to throw at him.
Suddenly, Link felt his arm gripped by something. Something invisible, it seemed. So that's what it was - a poltergeist. The face was just a façade, and what was launching the tiles was whatever had him up against the wall of the room. What had quickly divested him of all clothing and was doing rather interesting things to what was once hidden by them.
He'd think of a way to fight it though.
Honestly.
Well, maybe later.
Tickle-Me Elmo - Telma/Link (TP)
Telma was atop him, her monstrous breasts quivering maniacally like the Tickle-Me Elmo he so loved as a child (except with less red fur and electronic giggling). This thought caused Link to erupt into a rather out-of-place burst of giggles, completely ruining the moment and causing a brief look of disgust to flit across Telma's face like an angry moth.
"I'm so..heheheh.sorr...heeheehee...SORRY!" he gasped, still laughing like a loon to the confusion of his amply-breasted lover.
"I don't think I've ever had that reaction before, hun. Cries for mercy, sure. Guys passing out from lack of oxygen - all the time. But giggling like a schoolgirl?" Telma said, putting on her clothes huffily.
"I'm really sorry about that - just some stupid memory. Carry on where we left off, okay?"
"Nah, I've got to be going anyway - Louise needs her dinner"
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Date: 2007-10-02 06:20 pm (UTC)Though they are all works of awesome.
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