fanfic prompts

[xax]

so every so often i do a fanfic prompt post! this is one of them!

gimmie a story prompt with a setting + some characters and/or a situation, or fetish, or w/e, and i'll see if i can write a short porn fill. fandom stuff only, no OCs but 'generic character from the setting' is fine. no real restriction on which fandoms, but you have an increased chance of getting a fill if it's something i'm familiar with & have written before. i definitely won't fill everything b/c i'm real bad at finishing things.

prior fill post here for reference

EDIT: okay i think i'm done taking prompts now. i'll maybe write a few final fills and then i'm done for the time being. ty everybody who commented!

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Re: That Wolf-link and Ganon fanfic

[xax]

Their travels took them out past the grasslands, where the grass shrunk into coarse scrubgrass, and then past that to a land of rolling dunes dotted with crumbling ruins, built by an unknown hand. The stars shone large and strange in the sky, lighting the night with a strange purple hue. And then, past that, they entered a dry wasteland of cracked sand and burning sun before they finally reached the end of the world: a long, winding coast on the shore of a great sea of blackness, after which nothing could be seen.

It creeped Link out. His services as a guide, this far out, were useless; he'd only ever scrabbled among the desert ruins, and never traveled much beyond that. The sky was strange here, peeling back to reveal some deeper curse of the dark world, and he had felt it beating down on him in time with the harsher and harsher light. Ganondorf felt nothing, to the extent that Link could even communicate the concept. Maybe it was the Moon Pearl still clasped at his throat, or maybe it was simply the aura of power he exuded; he felt nothing.

When they set up camp on the shore, that night, the moon rose off its usual position, directly off the coast, enormous and blood red. There was a tension there, a pressure pouring into him, and Link snarled and snapped, thrashing in their tent, until he burst out with a spray of shredded fabric, body writhing as he stared up at the moon. Ganondorf followed him out, perhap worried; Link only had mind for the moon above, its rays bearing down, sinking into his body with the bloody red light.

He howled, baying up at the moon, and his body was filled with a frenzied energy: heat rippled up his spine making his coat bush out. He lashed his head back and forth, spine cracking and popping. His paws bit into the dry sand, clawing out great furrows, and it was only Ganondorf appearing in his vision that made him realize: his body was growing. His tongue lolled from his mouth as he panted out froth, a mix of pleasure and pain racing through him as his joints popped and shifted, tendons sliding over bone as his muscles bunched and flexed, growing broader, bulkier, huger. His mane grew into a shaggy mess, spilling down his back, and with a stinging crack he felt his forehead split as a pair of pointed horns budded from his skull, their sharp tips angled forward like a bull's horns.

"You alright?" Ganondorf said, but Link was beyond language. He snapped at the touch on his flank, Ganondorf looking so much smaller than usual -- Link had been a big wolf, but he had still only been up to Ganondorf's waist. Now they were nearly shoulder-to-shoulder, Link's head at chest height. At Link's snarl, a grin flitted over his face. "Have it that way, then," he said, and darted in, head low, to wrap his arms around Link's chest and bodily swing him up into the air, tossing him onto his back. Link landed with a shocked yelp, paws flailing in the air, and Ganondorf settled down into a brawling posture, legs low, arms up.

"Cursed moon, eh?" he said conversationally, as he dodged another one of Link's lunges. "Don't worry about me," he said with a laugh. "I can do this all night."

It wasn't that Link wanted to fight, exactly. There was a burning heat inside him, a fierce kind of joy, a frenzy bestowed upon him by the moon. Their fight was more like a play; Link didn't go for biting down on Ganondorf's neck, even though there were a few times he could've managed it. Still, he scored several scrapes across Ganondorf's sides, leaving his bare body thinly bleeding across his chest and sides. He didn't go for his dick, even though it was out, heavy and flopping around at first, a perfect target. But like any kind of exertion, Ganondorf fighting got him hard, and the hot scent in the air, sweat and sex, had Link's body responding. Their bodies clashed, Ganondorf's cock sliding along his underbelly, Ganondorf's leg catching on his bulging sheath and coming back with a smear of slimy pre all across his hairy thigh. Link's balls jostled beneath him, his heavy sac sagging deeper, brushing the ground as he darted forward and jerked back, and each brush sent a wash of pleasure through him, pressure and contact, making his aching balls churn, sending another spill of slime gushing from his cocktip.

Ganondorf let out a croon of appreciation, gaze swinging down to Link's swollen sheath, to the speartip spike of his unsheathing cock, and his wrestling strategies took on a new goal. He pressed their bodies together, suplexing Link onto his back again only to straddle him, a hand reaching back to slide along Link's enormous wolfcock. Riding along Link's underbelly, as he bucked and snarled, half trying to toss him off, half simply grinding his unsheathing dick up Ganondorf's back.

Body grown huge from the moon's light, his cock was no different. What was usually a solid, bulky length, shaft as thick as one of Ganondorf's brawny forearms, was now something immense and monstrous: shaft broader than one of Ganondorf's hugely-muscled legs, length no longer spilling up Ganondorf's back but spanning it entirely, with his sharp cocktip gushing pre across the back of his neck as his shaft slopped across his increasingly glazed skin.

Link tossed him off, rolling back to his feet, and Ganondorf remained sprawled on the ground, gaze hungrily staring at Link's cock. Link lunged for him, snapping at the gleaming Moon Pearl nestled in the hollow of his neck, and Ganondorf deflected the blow with a hand, fingers curling around his snarling muzzle.

"Oh?" he said. "Have you been aiming for that this whole time? Eager to see if this body can take more of Ganon's cock?" The thought hadn't even occurred to Link, but now that it had, a fresh spike of desire burst through him, cock sloppily gushing watery pre into the dry sand. Ganondorf laughed. "Well, call me selfish, but--" He parried the next snap again, sliding his body beanth Link in a tangle of limbs, and licked a messy line all down the immense length of his cock, both arms curling around its bulk in a bear-hug. His face was shoved down against Link's straining sheath, his own cock sliding across Link's cocktip, and he hungrily licked across Link's cockroot, keeping him anchored in place with his grasp around his shaft.

Link snarled, hips jerking back, fucking forward, sending his pre-slick shaft pumping through the sloppy hold of Ganondorf's arms, and sending the fat, furry lip of his swollen sheath pounding against his head. Ganondorf groaned, arching up to rut his entire body along Link's cock, nose scraping along his shallowly-engorged knot as he hungrily gulped down runny mouthfuls of sheathfluid, tongue sliding along the junction where the raw flesh of his cock slid from his fuzzy sheath. Link thrust again, fucking his cock along Ganondorf's body, and this time he bore down, sheath folding over itself when it rammed into Ganondorf's head, until with a wet, meaty slurp it spilled over, sinking Ganondorf's head inside his sheath, pinning his face against the sunken bulk of his knot. Link howled, cock twitching as he sprayed a stream of pre out past them, forming a dark line in the sand, and Ganondorf groaned against his knot, vibration buzzing as he reached up, head-and-neck swallowed up inside Link's bloated sheath, and stroked his arms around the base of Link's cock, wetly jerking him off as he panted and groaned inside his sheath, voice wet and clotted as clotted sheathfluid and fresh pre gurgled down into his sheath, flooding it, utterly soaking him in rank, musky wolf pre. Cords of slime drizzled down his shaggy mane of hair, bunched and matted as Ganondorf twisted his head inside his sheath, smearing his face against Link's knot and churning his pre up into a thick, frothy cream. Dollops of thick, opaque ooze squirted out, down his neck and over his muscular chest. Link's cock thudded solidly against him before pulling away, leaving thick, syrupy lines webbed between them.

Link's knot surged, swelling fatter, and it was with a deep, guttural squelch that the heavy flesh peeled free, spitting Ganondorf's head out into the open along with the steaming bulk of Link's knot, bigger and broader than Ganondorf's entire head, even turgid. Link panted, drooling down into the sand, and Ganondorf bodily climbed up his cock, rearranging himself to sprawl on his ass before him, legs bracketing Link's forepaws.

"Hope you won't bite me now," Ganondorf panted, chiseled stomach flexing as he sat up enough to press a slimy kiss to Link's frothy lips. He curled one hand around Link's cocktip -- the cocktip itself bigger than Ganondorf's own huge, heavy cock -- and guided it down, sliding it past his balls to nock into his hungry asshole. He braced hands and feet on the ground, doing a back brace, and fucked himself down onto Link's cock with a roar: asshole spreading wide as he was speared open by Link's enormous cock. "Fuck," he groaned, "Fuck, yeah, more," he said, fucking himself down on Link's cock, entire body nearly flung up into the air when Link rutted forward, violently sheathing a foot-or-so of cock into him in a single thrust. Ganon was well experienced with taking enormous cocks, and his well-trained guts opened easily, letting Link sink deeper and deeper, even as his asshole stretched more and more. Pre lubed his guts, each heavy, slobbery spray gurgling inside him, squirting out when Link drove forward again, battle-lust entirely transmuted into the heady, overwhelming need to fuck, to breed.

Link panted, fucking into Ganondorf in short, sharp thrusts, growling down at him, adding a spray of drool to the slimy mess painted across his face. Ganondorf's stomach surged, Link's cocktip jabbing at him from beneath, and he groaned and sagged back, relaxing his muscles to let Link stretch him further: hairy stomach swelling out in a bulging spike as the wolfcock rearranged his guts, tugging them out of place as Link sunk his huge, leg-thick cock deeper and deeper inside him, until the swollen mound folded over Ganondorf's ribs, forming a warped pillar pinning him in place with his own body.

Link's half-swollen knot slammed against his ass with the force of a blow, a battering-ram trying to breach the gates, and even Ganondorf's well-trained ass strained to envelop its shuddering, swelling bulk. The ridge of his asshole, bruised and bloated, flesh heavy and pulpy, yawned open, wider and wider, until with a deep, sucking slurp it slammed inside him, absolutely crushing his prostate and milking out a slimy splatter of cum across Link's underbelly as Ganondorf writhed and yowled, chest heaving as he gasped for breath. Link knotted him with a howl, knot surging fatter and fatter as he erupted with a heavy plume of thin, watery wolfcum inside him. He came a lot usually, wet gushes lasting for a half-hour, but now it was so much more: barrelfulls of cum from his oversized balls pumping unceasingly into Ganondorf's guts, stretching them out and softening his belly, smoothing out the brutal spike of Link's cock.

"Yes, yes!" Ganondorf howled, fists pounding the sodden sand. "Fuck me! Use me!" Link howled up at themoon, body jerking in a frenzy of mating, as he pissed out a continual spray of wolfcum into the man.

Ganondorf was maybe less eager after the first hour. They discovered, bodies locked in a clumsy, eager mating, that Link's knot wouldn't fully go down: he went half-hard, cock still sunk deep inside Ganondorf's bloated body. Soft enough for his heavy, watery load start to burble out around Link's spongy knot, but not soft enough for Ganondorf's guts to spit it out. Link snarled over him, rutting again, and his cock -- and knot -- surged to full hardness as he bred him again, and again, and again, until only with the first rays of dawn light the moon's frenzy started to fade, letting Link's exhausted body slowly shrink down, cock slipping from Ganondorf's gaped, wrecked hole and leaving him unplugged: hairy stomach bloated out in an obscene parody of pregnancy, cum gurgling through his guts as a continual waterfall gushed from his broken, bruised asshole.

They both collapsed, naked and cum-smeared, and slept in the dawn light.