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[gaylactic-fire]

The Curse

Aka Hylia's favourite transmasc gets amnesia and forgets what periods are

PART TWO!

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Day 36- Necluda Depths

(The Skulltalos is a fan made boss monster designed by yours truly, because the lack of variety in the Depths saddens me.)

The depths are chock full of botanical wonders and amazing beasts! Sometimes too amazing. The Yiga clan and our two heroes may absolutely loathe each other, but the giant spiders really put your priorities back in order.

(This totk rewrite au is called Familiar Familiar! It all starts when Zelda doesn’t get sent back in time.)

((Wanna support me? Check out my patreon, with my throw away sketches and references! Remember to use web or android folks, apple charges 30 percent tax.))

[snail-studios]

ponyo au part 3 🐟

1, 2, 3, 4

[clowns0up-felix]

Tw blood, injury

wdym we’re both blond trans AND haunted by the trauma of our past ?!?!?!?!?!

Would a dtiys be appropriate for celebrating 2k ? Bc I feel like it’s a small number for one? I dunnoooo (we’re not there yet anyway, but we’ll probably hit it this week maybe)

[illusoryfem]

This is so disturbing. Fuck Neil Gaiman

[blueskittlesart]

Now that you're gone

[upperranktwo]

Wind Breathing Second Form: Claws-Purifying Wind

[prisiidon]

Zoras with them shellpipes and seaweeds. Feat. my Wisp! 💜 I ref’d a mellon-soup pose~

[hyruleairbnb]

Link and mipha fighting together and this is her winning face

Back to the roots ~

[aestheticallynotdeerlightful]

Thoughts and doodles

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(Please do not use, or repost my works anywhere without explicit permission from me thank you <3)

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

A phone call between brothers (takes place AFTER this incident and Fiddleford's phone call)

Sorry if this is OOC!

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LINKTOBER DAY 7: goron hot springs!

Link and zelda are sent to death mountain to “deal with the problem” via Purah. Yunobo is tired.

(Recasting Death Mountain to be slightly on fire! I love it when things are on fire.)

More of my zelda au here! (It’s totk without the time travel)

My patreon’s here if youd like to support my crimes :0

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identity.

[pha55ed]

Turning Blue || PA17

type :: smut

tw/cw :: dark content! dubcon, choking, breathe play, passing out, somnophilia, degradation, mean!rough!dom!paul <3

summary :: you love paul's muscles, who doesn't! so you ask him to use it more in the bedroom, which he eagerly does.

f1 masterlist || f2 masterlist || OVULATING CELLY!!!

"Choke me with your muscles" is a common phrase you said to him. Whenever he was working out, in the stim, or just existing, you couldn't keep your horny thoughts to yourself. And who could blame you when you have Paul Aron cooking you dinner?

He's not embarrassed of these comments either, instead embracing them. He loved that he knew you loved his body, he worked hard for it. And hearing how much you loved his muscles and the idea of choking you made him ask you about it seriously.

Because although he's never tried it before, he's seen it in a few videos before. Plus, he'd be lying if he said his dick didn't jump every time you mentioned him choking you. But what he didn't know is you wanted the whole 10 miles, or kilometers in his terms him.

You didn't just want his hands on your throat, you wanted him to control your breath. To completely shut off your airways and watch you turn blue, only to grant you with air when he felt deserved. And that was such a power rush to him.

So he had you on top of him, bouncing on his dick while he looked at you with such love and lust in his blue eyes. His eyes were captivating, drawing you in like a siren. You knew you just had to keep bouncing until he was satisfied. But you were so tired.

Your knees were giving out, your back hurt from your good posture, and your knuckles were turning white from gripping his shoulders so hard.

"Kallis." (darling) Paul's tone was sharp, clearly threatening you. "Don't tell me you're tired already?"

You shake your head no, but you body was too honest. Your hips weren't moving properly, thighs were shaking, and your grip was becoming much harsher. But you wanted to satisfy him, give him as much pleasure as he was giving you.

"Are you lying?" He said with a scoff, as his hand met your throat. And instantly, you clenched around him. Making him look down at where your bodies were connected to make sure what he saw was correct. "My god," He smirks and scoffs again. "You're so pathetic."

His grip on your throat tightens, his entire hand basically wrapping around your entire neck. His muscles weren't just for show either, as he raised his arm slightly, making your entire body move with it. You could feel the air being scarce. It excited you, which just made Paul stare at your face.

"Really?" His tone was so condescending, so mean. "Do you even deserve to be fucked though?"

You nod eagerly, not wanting him to stop. But you could barely move your head since his hand was right under your chin. You part you lips, wanting to say yes but you couldn't with the limited air supply you have.

"You can't speak?" He smiles at you, enjoying this kink too much. "Well I can!" he brags and laughs at his own joke.

As he stares at you, barely on his dick, hoisted slightly in the air by his strength - he gets a fun idea. His free hand reaches for your stomach putting his palm flat against your belly. His grip on your throat loosened slightly, letting you take a fresh breathe of air.

"Open your mouth." He commands, you obey.

And with a swift move, he presses his hand aggressively against your stomach. Which made all the air you had saved rush out. And his hand on your throat tightens instantly. Forcing you to run on such a limited supply of air.

You could feel the panic rise in you. Your throat was desperately trying to save you by trying to gasp. But you couldn't with his strong grip against you. And if this wasn't enough to make you breatheless, Paul moves his hand from your stomach to your hips.

Slamming you back down onto his dick. And his hips start moving, thrusting in and out of you at such speed whilst choking you. He stared at you, his blue eyes suddenly matching your face. You were turning blue, feeling your face lose it's warmth.

And Paul just smiled, cooing at you. "Don't pass out, that's not fun for me." He mocks you. "Do you wanna breathe?"

Your head slightly drops, feeling as if your head was 1,000 pounds. And his cocky ass just hoists you back up into the air, meeting your eyes. Despite you having the high ground, you knew damn well you weren't in control.

He stared at you, his smile never leaving. Your eyes fluttered, feeling too heavy as you felt your brain begin to shut down. But right when that happened, his grip on your neck was gone and placed onto your other hips. Both of his hands then slammed you back onto him.

A loud groan left his lips as your weak body collapsed onto his chest. You felt your body gasp for air, doing it's best to keep you alive. But Paul didn't give a fuck, as he kept moving your hips insync with his thrusts.

Once you had enough air, you finally let out a moan. Which completely halted his movements. And you could already tell he was smirking down at you yet again.

"If you can moan, that means you're recharged." He says, grabbing both of your shoulders and forcing you to look him in the eyes. And you were right, he was smiling yet again. And before you could even try to beg him to be gentler, your throat was covered again and he pushed all the air out of your stomach.

And he started thrusting yet again. But this time, he was much rougher. Repositioning you both so that you were lying down on. the bed while he towered over you. Making the hand on your stomach much more heavy, ensuring you had no air stored in your body.

You were so close to just losing consciousness. Being on the brink of just being a corpse stuck on Paul's dick. Of course, you would surely get your air back and breathe again. But your body was ready to give up, despite your pussy clenched around him even harder than before.

"God, maybe I could fuck you, augh, even passed out." He says with a groan. "That's okay right?"

A harsh thrust up to your guts makes your entire head fuzzy. "Right?" You hear but it's too late for you to even answer. As your eyes shut close.

[hijacksecrets]

Art trade with @midoristeashop :D or rather, maybe just an excuse to draw my Breath of the Wild AU LMAO

I've wanted to draw this AU for ages: Hiccup as the prince of a kingdom struggling to find this supposed power he's supposed to be born with and trying EVERYTHING to unlock it, and Jack as the reluctant guardian of the prince who falls in battle protecting him and has to undergo a century long sleep... So much angst potential hehe

(yes I made the guardians black and gold because Pitch is in control of them LOL)

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Fading

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