sexist: you support gay rights, you must be gay.
me: yeah and i support animal rights, do i look like a fucking alpaca to you?!
Ghirahim x Link - Pt 2 - You taste good....**Depending on how far you are in the game, this fan-fiction will most likely present spoilers!! You've been warned!**
Link's eyes widened at the feel of Ghirahim's body on his, and his breath hitched in his throat, making him cough. Instinctively he made a move to turn around, face his opponent, and maybe even get a good slash in with his sword. But, as though he was reading Link's mind, Ghirahim's arms lashed out, binding Link's wrists effectively. The demon lord's touch on Link's wrists was like ice, sending his arms into spasms of pain. For a moment Link was convinced that his skin was freezing, and after glancing down to confirm that no, his wrists were not being disfigured in any way, he fought against the hands that held him back; he squirmed and struggled until his body became hot with exertion and sweat. The demon lord laughed softly from behind him, and Link could feel Ghirahim lightly nuzzle the back of his neck with his cold nose. Link couldn't help but shudder at the intim
Those Nights: Chapter 1 Ghiralink
What greeted my criticizing stare as I cautiously watched the entrance of this room was a mere boy. A child. What in Hylia's name would someone so delicate be doing inside of a temple filled with demons? How did he even manage survival in the company of my army and darkness wreaking havoc in here? Aside from my surprise at his stature and human appearance, I suppose I could further describe this young one's appearance as distraught, ragged, and honorably determined for whatever reason. No matter. He's rather short for his age, with moderate length dark blond hair, long pointed ears, and garbed in green with hints of chainmail here and there. Upon further inspection of his sweat drenched face I see deep, soulful blue eyes that possess wrinkles seemingly due to stress just beneath them.
Answer me this, what exactly has someone of your age to worry about so hard?
He warily enters the room and reaches its center, looking around in uneasiness. I bring myself a little closer while