Orgaslink on AO3, Linkshipping content mainly but I enjoy other ships as well.
Feel free to send asks, I'm not on Tumblr a lot but I'll try and answer at some point. But if you send hate about my choice in ships, you will be ignored so don't waste your time.
I live by Ship and Let Ship as well as YKINMKATO (your k*nk is not my k*ink and that's okay).
I have a lot of AUs in the works so watch the space I guess cause one day I will get around to writing and posting them
Orgaslink's Writing Stuff
Below the cut for space saving and rating
Posted works:
Work of Art (E) - Dark/Twilight: Twilight gets a new tattoo and Dark can't wait to show his partner how much he loves it
Need You, No Matter What (E) - Twilight/Time: Twilight appreciates Time with his mouth
Through the Window (E) - Legend/Hyrule: based on @st0rmyskies LMTCOY fic. Legend gets an eyeful and can't stop thinking about it
Hiiii that Legend x Dark snippet you posted was fucking enticing, I look forward to the final fic but absolutely no rush I just wanted to come here and show love<3
Eee! Thank you so much anon! I really appreciate the message.
I finally got round to posting it - I may rewrite it or edit it more in the future but for now it's done and it's out there.
Titles are hard, I didn't know what to call it
Thank you for the ask
Link to fic:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
I read Ravioli fans and literally thought it was Ravio x Link. Was confused until I remembered that pasta is a thing that exists and not everything is LoZ đ đ
I've had this WIP in my docs for a while now (probably years at this point). It's over 2k words and is nearly done so I'm trying to force myself to get it finished and posted.
Here it is: the crackship no one asked for but I have fallen in love with and have a (hopefully) long fic in the making. The world needs more Link loving Link's.
Based on @st0rmyskies HSH series, this will be an E rated one shot with Legend x Dark. Tags will be added when work is (hopefully) finished and uploaded to ao3.
I like to call them DarkEnd.
Hitting post before I lose my nerve and delete!
They didnât know how this started, and if anyone asked they would both *fiercely* deny that it ever happened in the first place.
Dark and Legend hooking up? No fucking way.
Yet despite their insistence that hell would freeze over before either of them would ever so much as think of touching the other even with the longest of barge poles, the chaos disarray of furniture speaks to a truth that will never be voiced outside of Darkâs apartment.
To an outsider, it would appear as if the apartment had suffered a break in, ransacked and destroyed as it was. Cops would be looking for evidence to find the perpetrator without knowing that the culprit was the apartment tenant himself. Well, him and his most recent conquest.
It was basic chemistry. When two volatile substances clash, the fall out can be cataclysmic...
1. Climate change is getting concerningly worse bc of things like AI and fast fashion, our water and air are getting polluted, animals are going extinct, making life more uncomfortable, so we may as well discuss things that entertain us (LIKE LINKS KISSING)
2. Billionaires are getting especially greedy with their wealth, we are getting poorer and resultingly have less money in our pockets to go out and do stuff meaning we should (protest yes ofc) but also for the time being indulge in fiction (AND LINKXLINK YAOI) to cope with the fact we're barely surving
3. Threats of War and LITERAL war in lots of places - embrace the life you have by thinking writing or doodling Twilight and Sky aggressively fucking.
5. You could leave the house and have a fatal accident, meaning your brain won't work and you dont get to think about Twilight's big boobies :(
So spend what little time you have left writing the most niche link/link smut to your hearts desire!!!
7. Life is serious enough without getting judgemental about fictional shipping choices #shipandletship
Plus there is also not enough Linkshipping in the world. I hope one day to be able to write more for them especially the one fic I have with my crackship pairing â€ïž
Probably not what you had in mind for this - but all I could think about was the mirror in TenderTendrilâs Rupees and Rods AU and how that could be used. I realised as I finished writing that this whole thing has a huge plothole but weâre going to pretend not to notice and forget that the mirror in R&R AU can be used as a portal. So itâs more a âwhat if the mirror allows us to look but not touch while we are apart.â
Based in and inspired by @tendertendrils1âs R&R Ravio and Link. Probably OOC and kinda rushed the sexy bit, but it was getting lengthy and I wanted to ease back into writing so hopefully you wonât mind. Please forgive the mistakes and how long it's taken me to answer this.
Under the cut for nsfw and length (2.5k)
Strange. That was the best word Link could conjure to describe the situation at hand. Odd, not right, strange.
Not so long ago, he was fine with being alone, enjoyed it and preferred it, even. He was known for being alone after all, especially after his uncleâŠ
You still have Ravio, dipshit. Heâs not gone like Alfon, heâs just not here at the moment. Heâll be back. He will! If he repeated it often enough, maybe it would be true.
Link shook his head, an attempt to stop the spiralling thoughts swirling in his agitated mind. Yes, itâs true that he once preferred his own company even if he did mourn his uncle but things were different now. He had Ravio.
Or at least, he did have Ravio. Until a week ago.
Fuck, his head was a mess right now. When would Ravio be back again? Another week? Fuck.
It still came as a shock to him that Ravioâs absence caused him so much distress. When had the merchant burrowed himself so deeply into Linkâs life, home and heart that the absence of him for mere days caused such a spiral in Linkâs emotional well-being?
And why was it worse that Ravio had clearly suspected this to be the case and fussed over Link days before he actually went anywhere?
But worst of all was that Zelda had the audacity to perceive him so accurately that she had not only preempted his mental downfall but had also devised a plan to attempt to mitigate it. Link⊠well, he didnât know how to feel about that. Betrayed? Useless? Relieved?
Certainly, Link felt in a mess right now, struggling more than he ever could have known without his husbands presence by his side, but he knew it would have been far worse without Zeldaâs presumptuous actions. There was no helping that Ravio needed to go back to Lorule temporarily for some shit Hilda apparently needed him for, and Link couldnât exactly drop his commitments to travel with Ravio (and fuck if that wasnât typical that the one time his empty schedule was no longer empty was the one time that Ravio was needed in his own world).
âLook but donât touchâ had been Zeldaâs advice to him, a knowing glint in her eye as she closed her office door, the shimmer of a ward causing goosebumps to dance over Linkâs skin. Ravio soon contradicted the queens suggestions (âThey are guidelines anyways, not actual rulesâ Ravio had sniffed) with the simple notion that they could still touch. Just not each other. (At least not yet - only another week to go. Fuck!).
âBun. Eyes on me.â
It was both the silky smoothness of his voice and the words that brought Link blinking back to the present and out of his own head, the contrast almost jarring. The void in Linkâs heart ached to hold his husband, to feel Ravioâs breath on his neck and his filthy whispered words but, at the very least, Link could and should be grateful that he had the ability to see his husband and be reassured of his safety and wellness - even if it was through a mirror image. It was certainly much better than no contact at all.
Needless to say, after a week in, the awkward nature of conversing and being with Ravio like this had faded to give way to the excitement brought by novelty and a 7 day history of nothing breaking through Zeldaâs wards and disturbing them in their stolen moments.
âFuck, sorry. Iâm here.â Linkâs hair dishevelled from where heâd repeatedly ran his hand through it.
âSo, husbun mine. As much as we could talk about your day, boring though it may be without me there with you-â Ravioâs grin was full of smug delight as he deliberately made a show of eyeing Link up and down, shuffling his chair closer to the mirror. He spread his legs wide, his purple robe gathering at his thighs but still concealing everything to Linkâs gaze - âIâd rather get down to the important stuff.â The wicked grin caused Linkâs heart rate to kick up a notch, excitement warming his veins and stirring his interest.
âGood boy. Remember Iâm keeping score on what punishments and rewards I owe you when I get back. Any longer stuck in your thoughts would have earned another punishment, bunny butt.â
Link swallowed, the thought of the type of punishment Ravio liked to give caused his cock to stir with mild interest, hesitant to rise to full mast as punishments usually involved his dick and some form of painful stimulation. He was not thinking of Dinâs Teeth right now, damnit!
Link chose to ignore the side of him that wanted to beg for Ravioâs touch even without the merciless teasing, the part of him that would want to cling to Ravio the moment he got home and never let him out of sight again.
âI can see your piercings through your shirt, bun. Bet your missing my touch, they way I tug and pull at your nipples, especially when you have that little chain connecting them.â The gap in Ravioâs teeth was visible as he pulled his bottom lip between them, taking a breath and watching Link intently.
Linkâs hand subconsciously raised towards his chest, fingers trembling to reach and pull at one of his aching nipples just like Ravio would. He stopped short, unsure if he was being given permission or not.
âI wonât deny you tonight, fuckbunny. There are still days until my return that I can tease you mercilessly and have you begging for my touch the moment Iâm back in Hyrule, without being cruel. For now.â
Knowing Link always needed some gentle persuasion to get started, one of Ravioâs hands started to wander, the glint of his wedding band catching Linkâs eye as he watched freckled fingers flex while Ravio trailed his own hand up his thigh to cup the bulge forming beneath his robe.
âYou have no idea how pent up I am for you. Having some of your belongings in my home, reminders of you everywhere I look.â To demonstrate his point, Ravioâs hand gripped himself in a way that caused Linkâs breath the hitch, his arousal clear to see even through the reflective surface of the mirror and the miles that separated them.
Swallowing the last of his nerves, Link allowed his determination to give his husband a show of his own to take control of his actions, guiding his hand to trail over his sternum to brush his fingertips lightly over the protrusions straining his tunic. The brief touch was maddening, causing him to shiver as he watched, eyes glued to where Ravioâs hand stroked himself over the fabric of his clothing.
âGood boy, Link. But remember we donât have all night and I can see your as pent up as I am. Show me.â Ravioâs demand was met with a pointed nod to Linkâs groin, his eyes ablaze.
Shivering at the praise, Link stood on shaky legs, the tent beneath his tunic hiding nothing from his husband hungry eyes.
Glancing at Ravio, Link pulled his tunic up revealing his shorts underneath and the small wet patch forming there.
âMm, Link. Looks like youâre as hard for me as I am for you. Touch your self, bun, show me how much you miss me.â
Linkâs attention was pulled away from Ravio for one moment while he pulled his shorts down, his bells jangling as he removed them from his pocket. His ears burned and strained at the appreciative humming sounds he could hear from the mirror. Looking up, Link got an eye full of his own, Ravio taking full opportunity to pull his cock out and stroke leisurely.
Link called out in surprise before he could stop himself, his cock straining towards the mirror as if pointing to the object of his desire. âFuck!â
Link took his seat again before his wobbly legs could give from under him. His nerves jangled, alerting him to the fact that he wasnât at home, anxiety threatening to take over. A quick magical probe reassured him that the wards were still in tact and they were indeed safe.
âNow, Link,â Ravio barked, impatience straining his voice. âUse your bells or get on with it. Iâve been waiting all day for this and I need to see you.â
Ravioâs eyes watched Linkâs throat as his swallowed, his gaze then dropping to observe as Linkâs hand slowly ran down his body, detouring to tease his sensitive nipples. His breath hitched as he pinched. Though it felt good, it wasnât Ravio touching him and he felt the distance acutely.
Keenly wanting the distraction, Linkâs own eyes focused on the show Ravio was putting on for him, his signature hood in place while still stoking his shaft. Link swallowed as he watched, rapt, as a bead of precum dribbled from Ravioâs dick.
Although he couldnât see Ravioâs eyes because of the hood, the rapid expansion of his chest gave away that Ravio was keen to reach his climax also.
âSoon bun. Soon Iâll be there to give you this cock.â Gripping his base, Ravio waggled his dick causing Linkâs mouth to fill with saliva. He wanted it very much, to swallow down every glorious inch, to gag and to choke on his length and taste his husband on his tongue.
Link whimpered, the sound catching his off guard while he began stroking his own dick to the pace Ravio had set.
This wouldnât take long - the combination of his unease of their location and the fact Link had almost forgotten how to pleasure himself since Ravio ruined him for even himself - Link was pent up. Restless energy thrummed through his veins causing his movements to hasten, his heart beating like a bunny in the gaze of a hunter.
âGoing to fuck you so hard, bunnybutt. Going to tease you and fill you until you canât take anymore. Youâll be a delicious mess for me and I canât wait to ruin you.â
Faster their hands worked in unison, each feeling the build of their orgasm about to reach a crescendo. From the bit of Ravioâs face that was visible, Link could see the way he bit his lip to keep his groans contained, the way his freckled skin was pinkening up from the exertion much like Linkâs own was.
Fuck he was so close, so close, nearly thereâŠ. Please!
Mimicking Ravio, a twist of his hand to the head of his cock made Linkâs vision darken for a moment, the tang of blood on his tongue where he bit his lip to keep from moaning out loud.
His heart pounding, Linkâs vision cleared enough to see that Ravio has also crested, their ability to still be in sync apparent even when not with each other. Although they rarely did come in sync, they could. Each just much preferred their usual style of play.
Breathing returning to a somewhat normal rhythm, Link glanced at the mirror to find Ravio cleaning his hand with a handkerchief he had obviously stowed up one of his billowing sleeves. Conniving bastard that he is probably had this planned since before he even left for Lorule.
Ravioâs face, now visible with his hood pulled down, was glowing, his eyes burning with mischief despite his orgasm only seconds ago.
The question was rhetorical and Link sighed as he resigned himself to his task. It wouldnât be the first time and it certainly wouldnât be the last. And it wasnât as if it was bad, it just wasnât Ravio. Maybe he could convince himself otherwise, thoughâ?
âNow,â He started, tone almost prim and proper while his eyes gave him away with the way they danced. âWe canât have Zelda seeing you in such a state, can we bunnybutt? Make sure to lick that hand clean for me, every drop.â
Linkâs jaw almost dropped open at the request. Though, unlike Ravio, Link didnât have a handkerchief to hand. He supposed he could use his shorts but then heâd have to walk back either trying to hide said shorts or wearing them and feeling the gross uncomfortable mess with each stepâŠ
Looking to Ravio, Link squinted. âShould have known youâd still pull this shit even though youâre miles away. Damnit, Ravio, I donât really have a lot of choice here, do I?â
âThatâs it, good boy. Make sure you get every drop and donât think I donât know that youâre pretending itâs my cum youâre tasting. Soon my little fuck bunny, soon you can have as much as my cum as I can fill you withâ
Moaning, Linkâs eyes rolled, his dick valiantly trying to rise to the bait Ravio was laying for him. Alas, exhaustion was taking over and Link needed to get home.
Mess cleaned and clothes back in rightful places, Linkâs glance returned to Ravioâs through the glass.
âAh, good job, Link. Thank you for indulging me. By the way-â Ravioâs grin turned menacing, his eyes glinting with mischief. âIâve taken the liberty of stocking up on all of our potion supplies while Iâm here.â
Link didnât know why he was surprised.
***
âHurry backâ was simply all Link could manage, the closest thing to the âI miss youâ his heart was crying out for him to voice.
Despite the absence of words, Ravio heard him, understood exactly what Link was trying to express.
âI will, Link. Iâll be home as soon as I can.â
âLove you, husbun mine. Now and always.â
A chirp broke the moment, a flash of white trailing across the mirror as Sheerow appeared to land on Ravioâs shoulder.
âOpp, thatâs my cue Link. Hilda needs the mirror. Weâll talk tomorrow, okay?â
Link nodded, the lump in his throat making it difficult to form words.
The mirror connection broke before Link could voice anything further, his morose reflection staring back at him as his heart lurched to jump through the mirror to his love.
âAnd I you⊠More than you know.â Link said on a sigh, getting up to his feet with protesting knees and a heavy heart as he turned to leave Zeldaâs office, not even noticing Zelda slipping into the room with the mirror.
2) sex in front of a big window where anyone could glance up and spot them
3) fully clothed x stark naked
4) slow sex while one or both are injured (bonus points if itâs after a battle or after theyâve patched up each otherâs wounds)
5) body worshippingÂ
6) marathon session (they just fucking keep going, babyyyy)
7) finding a somewhat private area at a fancy party to fuck (coat closet, empty office, secluded corner on the big balcony, hedge maze if we wanna get dramatic, etc)Â
8) oops, we were just hiding in this closet, but then the close proximity get us too turned on not to fuck
9) revenge sex
10) finding their partnerâs sex toy/toys and making them play with it in front of them
11) quickie where you donât take any clothes off, just tug and pull and expose the essentialsÂ
12) fucking, but one is still trying to keep all of their attention on the game they are playing
13) getting a little too handsy on the dancefloor
14) library sex for those dark academia vibes
15) jealous sex in the alleyway behind the bar
16) accidental i love youâs during sexÂ
17) seeing the love marks they left on their partner later and getting turned on all over again remember how it got there in the first place
18) a/b/o
19) getting turned on by their partnerâs new uniform for work and then roleplaying a bit
Okay, I'm fed up of this writing dry spell so let's try and change that, shall we?
As usual, pick a prompt and some Link's (or Ravio or Shadow) and let me at 'em!
Note: I'll try my best to write as many as I get (if any) but I've been in a very long writing dry spell so no promises that anything I write will be any good or indeed that I'll be able to write at all.
Suggestions welcome! For both prompts and characters
