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America first?

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Leg's Legs!
I was doodling the Hero of Legend earlier, and when I looked at my unfinished drawing, I realised I was looking at Leg's Legs
In honour of the Hero of Legend himself, draw Leg's Legs, and make a pun or so- of any terrible or wonderful quality- regarding Hyrule's favourite fashionista hero.
Reblog chain, but it's just this Link. Have at it >:D

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Libri 📚
Allora, vi va di repostare scrivendo il titolo del vostro libro preferito?
@ch4ined would like something spicy.
❝ oh, fuck— ❞ jin had definitely caught ilya off guard. he was much smaller, generally quieter than most of the guys ilya had been with. gorgeous body, and they both knew it.
ilya had hooked up with enough people to know all the good semi-private places in the rink. it was valentine's, so the rink was open late for open ice and then couple's skate. ilya had been there mostly to clear his head. he'd seen jin around before, but they never spoke much. there was something standoff-ish between the both of them, yet a clear attraction.
it doesn't take much more than some winks and gestures to plan a meet-up during couple's skate. there was a side room that was almost never touched - where an old stairwell met a janitor's closet. jin must have known about it too, because they were there in minutes.
he expects jin to be more shy. asking ilya if he was sure, making sure the door was locked and blocked, really needing some convincing. it couldn't be further from the truth. their hands are on each other instantly, biting lips and tugging hair, all of it. ilya pulls away for a moment to pull his shirt over his head, throwing it down before helping jin get his own off. his hands are at jin's waist when he spins them around so ilya is the one facing the wall. he gasps as jin's hands explore his body, probably not half as quiet as he should be. fuck, he doesn't care right now.