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BOTW Link X F!Reader ~ Pt. 5

“(Y/n).”

A tilt of your head turned it to Link’s direction, who had been polishing the Mater Sword, which seemed to appreciate the care and the time bestowed upon it if the fluctuating energy around its mighty blade was anything to go by. Luminous Stone faintly illuminated his face as he approached with purposeful steps until coming to a stop beside you. Up your throat came a soft hum, your gaze still fixated upon the wares a Zora was offering but signaling that you’d heard the Champion’s call. Your full attention fixated upon him when the red Zora from earlier, Sidon, parted with a showcase of another near blinding smile, finding the azure eyed Hylian’s expression serious.

Shopping could wait.

Thankful for the shop’s time, you bowed your head then hurried when he led the way towards a more private area of the beautiful architect that was the Zora’s home. The arches from doorways to decorative accents were near neck breaking when one would attempt to behold their splendor, as yours nearly had when first arriving, though the Zoras themselves were just as stunning in your opinion. At first you were hesitant but they warmly welcomed your presence. Though you surmised Link had a big role to play in that.

He didn’t stop until an all too familiar shrine came into view, surprising you that one was in such a populated area. Its rough and rugged exterior was wet with the near dripping humidity that lingered within the air, its runes activating upon him nearing its boundary.

The tilt of his head earned your furrowed brows when noticing how it directed you to venture inside. You want me to do the shrine?, your own head tilted in question.

Blonde hair shifted when he nodded. “Training.”

Now this was odd. As far as you understood, the Champion, Link specifically, was the sole person who could complete the shrines to activate them fully and gain power that could be bestowed with the Goddess Statue’s Blessing. Such an honor, or duty, belonged to him alone. Right?

If he felt your inner confusion he didn’t show it as he tapped the Sheikah Slate to the pedestal. “Test.”

The twist within your gut was near nauseating. He was only using single word answers, something he hasn’t done in a very long time. At least since you’ve begun traveling with him. If that wasn’t worrisome enough there was a heavy shadow lingering within his gaze when it refused to meet your own despite any attempt you made.

What exactly had Sidon spoken to him about that made your companion exhibit such distant behavior?

Questioning would not provide any answers, especially when there was the intermixing of personas within his aura, portraying chaos threatening to bubble to the surface if he wasn’t careful. This time was different than before. The tendrils that solely belonged to the Link you knew were thick, leaving burning trails of light as if they were attempting to guard from an unseen enemy, the other personas you’ve come to recognize were trapped within. There was nothing you could do for him except fulfill whatever he requested you do.

All you could offer was a nod of understanding, the urge to reach out and touch his hand in passing being stifled down when seeing his darkened expression, stepping onto the platform that would lower you into the shrine’s innermost chambers. Just when the mechanism came to life was when he turned away but not before you saw his face become unrecognizable. One of your hands rose to press its fingers over your mouth before you could shout out to him. If doing this shrine would help him in some way you were prepared to do so in a heartbeat.

….

The Ne'ez Yohma Shrine had been a real challenge for you and had taken several more health resources than you’d care to admit but victory tasted sweet upon your tongue as Zora’s Domain came into view once more, a glowing sphere tucked safely within your inventory. The monk within had been especially stingy about you not being the chosen Champion of Hyrule but after much MUCH persuasion the old mummy had finally relented when you gave the reasoning that Link was seeing to other matters along with the confession of being his traveling companion. Could mummified monks smile? You swore it did when it heard that piece of context. It wasn’t a lie, which it seemed to understand, so it had passed over the energy orb to you without much more of a fuss.

Blinking, you ventured from the shrine to stand in awe of the elegantly carved statue of a Zora wielding a trident. There was no sign of Link anywhere around it, though he’d pointedly done everything within his ability to avoid it for some reason, which you couldn’t fathom why since it was just as beautiful as the rest of the domain. An elder noticed you admiring the statue and seemed to smile sadly when taking a moment to gaze up at it too.

“Princess Mipha,” he began, “was truly a kind soul that any would be fortunate of meeting in their lifetime. She was shy, that is true, often times hesitant, though one cannot deny her steadfast will to assist those around her. Truly a remarkable Zora to behold in the throughs of battle and swimming up the waterfalls with such grace that none could ever hope to compete.”

You could see it in the statue’s countenance. The gentle planes of her face, those eyes which seemed to see beyond the physical, how her lips looked parted as if to provide words of encouragement to those who need to hear; though you’ve never met the Zora Princess it was evident within the statue’s image and the words spoken courtesy of such a weathered elder were true.

Yet something sad lingered in the air.

“She was the Zora Champion, right?”

The elder chuckled. “I bet that Hylian has told you plenty of stories.”

Something similar to an invisible dagger slipped between your ribs to pierce your heart. “N-no, he hasn’t said a word about her.”

Seriousness filled the elder’s face, all humor gone from his gaze when it met yours. For a moment he regarded you with suspicion, as if weighing how much should be told, then he took a deep inhale. “They were childhood friends, Princess Mipha and the Hylian known as Link. Often times they would waste days at a time with the other despite the chores or duties the other had. None would stray far from the other’s side if it could be helped.”

The dagger twisted at the hilt, digging into your constricting heart when remembering the heavy shadow over his eyes when ensuring the Zora Armor, which helped him swim faster and up waterfalls, was in pristine condition.

Unbeknownst of the affect his words had, the elder continued. “We have a tradition here where our princess creates a set of armor to bestow upon her intended partner. Imagine the shock upon our people when discovering that she had just finished crafting such a thing just before Calamity Ganon befell Hyrule. There was a rumor floating around that it had been for that Hylian boy since she’d shown little interest in anyone else. My personal opinion…”

Ringing filled your ears, which drowned out the elder’s words. as your feet mindlessly moved away from the statue. The puzzle pieces were starting to fall into place of why Link wasn’t acting himself. One of your hands rose to press against your aching chest.

“…shame that she passed away. Killed, actually, by one of those wretched creatures. Curse that Calamity for taking over Vah Ruta and stealing away our beloved princess just like the other Beasts and their Champions…”

And then you were running.

Find him, your internal voice screamed, find Link!

Easier said than done.

Zora’s Domain was no easy terrain to traverse across. Everything was slippery, making you slide and misstep, nearly sending you reeling back downwards to the trail which led towards the palace. You couldn’t stop to rest when the thin air made you see stars once reaching a small area of level ground. Where would he go?

Ice filled your veins when hearing a passing Zora guard say something about a Hylian who had accepted the request of dealing with a monster preventing travelers from entering the domain from up north. Of course coming to such a place would be hard on anyone and he was certainly no exception no matter how stoic the swordsman appeared. Losing anyone close to one’s heart was never an easy wound to heal from. Surely there was a reason why he didn’t say anything to you! Mud caked itself beneath your fingernails as they attempted to haul you up then over a wet rock, fraying the tender skin beneath that would make anyone flinch or cry out. You didn’t care about that or how lightning forked across the sky above. Rain intermixed with your tears as they spilled down your cheeks to be lost in tiny rivers.

A fork of lightning struck the ledge you were preparing to scale, causing it to crumble, leaving nothing in its former place besides a near gaping crater in the cliff.

Something most would call a miracle happened as you fell into the waterfall which had been at your left.

Cold, pain inducting water was replaced by warmth which surrounded you like a veil. As if someone were holding you protectively against their being. Lungs burning for oxygen, your hand patted against the thing holding you, proceeding to cling to it when water was replaced by empty air. A red Zora with the kindest of eyes and smile easily caught your flailing form before the ground could meet you. “Do not fear,” a feminine voice soothed in your ear though her lips did not move, “he shall return to your side once his duty is fulfilled. For now, be patient, (Y/n), and keep hope.”

Gravity rushed to greet you as the lithe Zora disappeared to replaced by a much bigger one who flashed a bright white smile. “Almost took a nasty fall there. Good thing I was nearby!” Sidon carefully placed you with feet firm on the solid ground.

Blinking, you searched the immediate area and found only the two of you.

“Everything alright?”

You shook your head after a moment. “Sorry, I swore someone else was here there for a minute.”

The Zora Prince listened intently as you recounted the figure you’d seen and earned a sad smile. “That sounds like my dear sister alright. Even if she’s not part of this world anymore it still seems as if Mipha is watching out for our domain.” He laughed as your eyes widened. “I must not have mentioned she was my elder sister earlier.”

Part of you wanted to correct him, that it was his age versus appearance ration which had earned your shock, though that would have been rude so you remained quiet as his gaze fondly beheld the statue below. One of your hands rested upon his webbed own when seeing the deep, woeful longing within his smile. “Can you tell me more about her?” Your lips lifted into a smile. “If you have time, I’d like to learn more about such an amazing princess and warrior.”

Little were you aware of what exactly you’d signed up for.

Zora’s Domain was almost always obscured by rain clouds so you were unable to keep track of time. Not that you minded one bit. Sidon was even kind enough to take you to each of the carved tablets talking more about the Zora Princess. That was when you took a misstep which caused level ground to completely disappear before it was replaced by water. It was too deep for your shoes to brush the bottom, resulting in fear to grip you tightly when the water enclosed over your head.

The scream which rose from your throat as pressure took hold of your flailing legs was rendered to bubbles as it sucked you farther under until a roaring current filled your ears. It rolled you forward, to the side, then backwards, before repeating to leave you delirious and seeing stars as it tossed you effortlessly. Black was beginning to creep along your vision as a flurry of bubbles appeared ahead from where glowing that must be the Zora palace lay.

That must be Sidon coming to save you.

No, the color was all wrong.

A different face, one which you’d never forget, was filled with determination and concentration as familiar lean arms enclosed around you.

And then all you knew was black.

So cold…

And wet…

Something firm was pressing against your mouth…hands were pumping your chest…everything hurt…make it stop…

With effort, your eyes strained greatly to crack. Then they were wide open when finding the object against your lips was a mouth. One that belonged to none other than—

“She’s awake!”

Azure opened at the shout, meeting your own as Link retreated enough to part his lips from yours, relief filling his gaze and features when finding you staring up at him. “(Y/n).”

You were collected within a tight embrace in an instant when a collective cheer rose. From somewhere you couldn’t see came Sidon’s multitude of apologies for not paying more attention or reacting fast enough but you were quick to dismiss them saying that it was your fault in the first place for not being careful of where you stepped. “Really, I’m fine,” you assured each who inquired of your wellbeing once you’d been released, “I’m so sorry to cause you all worry.” Your gaze met azure as the lingering adrenaline danced within your veins, thank you for saving me…again.

“I am surprised to say the least that you, companion to the Hylian Champion, was not capable of saving yourself.” Ice filled your lungs as an elder’s lip curled, the gray Zora fixing you with a sideways disapproving glare. “Such company is unfitting for one as important as he.”

“One’s shortcomings shouldn’t be held against them if they intend to strengthen those weaknesses.”

A collective murmur rose when you stood with a stiff spine.

Speaking against an elder, no matter their race or species, was threatening insult. He had thrown the first punch though. You stood tall when faced with that scrutinizing stare. “Unlike time, a person’s capabilities are only limited to their will. So tell me, elder, would you expect the same if I were a Goron traveling at his side? Or a Rito?” No opportunity was given for him to answer as you continued. “What about asking a Zora to traverse great distances over land where no river could be found? Wouldn’t it be just as wrong or insulting to expect the same from them? Do not be so quick as to judge or compare one to another,” your voice lowered to an almost growl, “and it’s not up to you who is at his side. Link has the freedom to choose whoever he pleases to travel with no matter what corner of Hyrule they are from or what their background. Everyone has their flaws, elder, and I think that gummy, loud mouth is yours.”

For a moment silence hung in the air save for the movement coming from behind you, a pair of hands appearing on your shoulders, almost making you lose composure when feeling them squeeze gently.

Amused laughter drew all’s attention to the nearby throne where a much larger Zora wearing a crown sat with eyes bright with approval. “I see now why you hold such company,” the King of the Zora’s rumbled, “my interest has been peaked. Come, Link, join us for evening feast. Be sure to sit beside me this time.”

Blinking, you glanced over your shoulder as a cheer rose, finding pride written within the Hylian Champion’s face as he nodded in approval. One of his hands released its hold while the other drifted down to collect your hand where its fingers laced with your own. “Not a dull moment,” he quietly teased, earning a blush to rise within your cheeks.

“W-well—I just—” No words came to you for a moment but a question certainly did. You waited until nearly every Zora had dispersed to their own agendas before fixing him with a curious yet guarded look. “Link, you always jump to the defense of others, whether battle or otherwise. So why don’t you protect yourself when someone starts talking to you like the handsy doctor back in Lurelin Village or the Zora elder?” Heat kissed your cheeks when his raised eyebrow reflected your own question back. “I-I don’t know why, okay? Seeing you silently take all the backlash and blasphemy makes my stomach roll. They shouldn’t be talking to or about you in such ways.” Realization filled your veins when seeing calm understanding fill his gaze.

Just as the swordsman protected Hyrule, you felt that it was necessary, as some form of repayment, to be his shield when among others. It wasn’t that he was socially awkward, the knight knew very much of how to conduct conversation. The discipline and expectation of him to remain steadfast or unaffected by the words of others save for the royal family may very well be why he never defended himself in such situations. And it had gradually eaten at you the more you traveled with the Champion.

They respected the title but when it came to Link himself they were quick to pass judgment.

Your heart clenched painfully when wondering just how long he’d been living this way.

He drew you close by the hand holding yours, allowing the free arm to wrap tightly around your shoulders, enabling you to feel his quick breathing and the hammering heart lying beneath his clothing. Honestly he couldn’t care less about what others said about him. Yet somehow, seeing you speak on his behalf when faced with such individuals, made something within him stir.

The Zora Armor donning his figure was beautiful with the addition of dragon scales and the blue hue which complimented that within his gaze. It was different than a lot of his clothing sets, each unique in their own special way, but now you understood why this one in particular was treated with a little extra favor. One could tell it was made with great care.

Your arm rose to return the embrace, the fingers he held giving a gentle squeeze. I’m still here, they said.

A faint squeeze of his fingers said, Yes.

“It’s alright to miss them, the other Champions,” you whispered, “just please don’t shut me out like that again. It’s scary when you start looking more like a statue than anything.”

That devious smirk raised a corner of his mouth when the two of you separated, directing your attention to the river below. His hand prevented your own from slipping free despite calls coming from the Zoras for the both of you to come. “There’s plenty of time to start swimming lessons before food.” He nearly outright laughed at your exasperation. The golden haired Hylian was quick to assure that any such thing could wait until later when the wafting scents of grilling meat and various vegetables filled the air.

This time it was you who prevented his hand from slipping away, earning a raise of his eyebrows when you became serious. “I overheard someone say that you took on a monster up North?”

A cluster of shock arrows was showcased; those must have been what the monster had dropped.

“You defeating it is not the point.”

Link, hearing your tone become sour, turned full attention to you, ignoring the rumbles sourcing from within his stomach.

From your pack appeared a glowing orb which you practically slammed into his chest with an open palm where it disappeared in a flash of light. “Of all the shrines…it had to be that one…” you growled while crossing both arms, releasing his hand, bottom lip protruding slightly, “it was full of lasers and giant balls. I would’ve gladly fought the monster instead.”

Understanding filled his features. Calloused fingers raised your chin until azure met yours. “Lynel.”

“Nope!” Up went your hands as if they were reaching for the sky while you spun on your heel. “Nope!”

His unadulterated laughter rang in your ears as the night drug onward. It seemed as if every moment your gazes met he had to bite the flesh of his lower lip to hold back a chuckle. A few times it was fun for you too. Especially when he was attempting to listen to the Zora King’s words and you attempted to distract him from a distance by raising your arms up in a similar fashion.

It wasn’t amusing just to the two of you. Several of the Zora found themselves enjoying the displays. Especially a certain red male who took the opportunity when his father, the king, held the Hylian Champion’s attention for longer than previous conversation topics.

Full, but not overly so, you excused yourself from the table to bow respectfully before slipping out into the night. Better to walk off a bit of the food before retiring. Pops sounded as you stretched high up onto your toe tips, teetering for a moment, then settled back on solid ground. Cooler though there was a slight sprinkle occasionally kissing your being, you treaded carefully across the smooth stone walkways that would eventually bring you to the inn. Now that it was night you could see more of the statue’s beauty thanks to the Luminous Stones. The teal glow reflected ethereally off the polished, moist stone as you slowly circled it with appreciation. There’s no doubt that Mipha, Zora Princess and the Zora Champion, had been who you saw earlier. On the breeze, just outside of the memorial’s shadow, a figure moved to join in your circulatory rotations. “She is truly stunning,” you softly praised, “I can tell a lot of care and admiration went into this statue.”

“I feel I must apologize once again.”

Your gazes met, locking together as neither of your paces or paths changed. Around and around the two of you seemed to dance. Sounds of the water filled the air as no words were spoken. This kind of silence wasn’t much different than what you were used to. The receiver, though, was vastly different. Not without his smile, the Prince of Zoras was distilling confidence wherever he went. Elders and young folk alike would often seek his council outside of royal duties; a few conversations that you’ve caught were of simple everyday occurrences. It was clear that all who lived here trusted him. Yet there was the air of uncertainty.

“You’re doing an amazing job.”

Sidon’s breath caught, eyes widening as you came to a stop so that his steps eventually brought him to stand before you. The same light bathing his sister’s monument now illuminated your being. Cool, humid air moistened your skin as it did the Zora and surrounding rock however he had never thought such an affect would accentuate one’s appearance as it did your own. Despite the blue hued light the highlights within your hair shone brightly like falling stars when a breeze played with a few tresses. Earlier, while sharing with you the stone tablets, he grew more familiar within your presence the longer he remained within it.

An assuring smile raised your lips at his expression of shock. “You’re trying your best to provide everything for your domain, whether it be resources like food or advice to soothe the soul. It’s alright to let them figure things out on their own. An easy answer to their problems doesn’t teach them anything, if you really think about it. Don’t be afraid to take breaks though, okay? Be sure to not wear yourself down. I may not have known her personally so I can’t speak on her behalf,” your hand reached out to gently take hold of his hand, “but if you were my younger brother I would want you to take care of yourself just as much as he does for his subjects—”

Whatever that was supposed to finish your sentence was lost as the ground disappeared to be replaced by toned muscle as pressure threatened to crush your bones. They weren’t needed though, judging from the large droplets of warm water that splattered across your skin that wasn’t protected by cloth. Just as quickly the red Zora Prince embraced you he released his hold to stand tall with that bright grin on display.

“I’ll continue to do my best!” He bent at the knee until the two of you were as close as his near neck breaking height would allow, approval shining brightly within his gaze. “Just you watch, (Y/n), I’m going to be even more admirable the next time you visit! And I’ll have a gift ready for you by then too so be sure to look forward to it!”

A gift? Excitement filled you. Maybe an accessory of some sort? “I can’t wait to accept it,” you started, “though if I could request something, may it not make me take this one off?”

His eyes followed your fingers to the circlet you wore. Deep thought filled his features for a moment before they smoothed over into one of acceptance. “Befitting if I’ve ever saw one, though the stone is lacking. Craftsmanship is adequate as well. Very well. Rest assured that my gift shall not dampen your beauty.” A knowing smirk raised his lips when seeing you fondly brushed the gem resting against the center of your forehead. “Ah, I see that it is your favorite, yes? No worries! My gift shall too become something you never wish to part from!”

Within your cheeks rose a faint blush of embarrassment. Were you really that easy to read? “The night is getting late, Prince Sidon, so I should retire to bed since we will be setting out at dawn’s light. In case I don’t see you, I look forward to seeing you again!” With a bow, you waved once more then departed for the nearby inn where sweet sleep was calling your name.

Little did you know that a certain swordsman had been watching the whole exchange from not too far off.

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Pt 1: Blood Moon Encounter

Pt 2: Distant Howls

Pt 3: Identities Unknown

Pt 4: Rupee Troubles

Pt.6: Worthy of the Name

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kaisers-house-of-desires · 6 months

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May I request some smut between Ganon and male reader with spanking and a size difference? I'm a little too embarrassed to ask this of some of the other requestable fanfics, but after reading some of your smut stuff, it makes me feel comfortable to request it here!

This is why I enable anon and open my blog to those like you. This is a place for all to enjoy and indulge!

I'm just glad you are comfortable after reading some of the stuff I've written! I hope to see you again~

Title: For Every Rupee Stolen

Characters: Ganon x m!reader

Contains: spanking, size difference, restraints, role playing

Fandom: Legend of Zelda

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All characters are 18+

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The ropes around your wrists behind your back and ankles were more than enough for you to already understand your error, but your position only solidified it.

You lay spread along the knees of the Great Demon King, your body bare with the air gently caressing your skin. The king’s menacing aura practically summoned goosebumps to your skin, nearly visible for him to see. You didn’t dare to move, to speak. You didn’t even dare to meet his gaze. You feared even a small sound would induce his next action, but there would be no need, for it wouldn’t be you that caused him to move, but rather his own actions.

His large hand found your back. Specifically, his fingertips. They slowly traced along your spine, eliciting shudders from your body. A shaky breath left your mouth, and his actions repeated, his fingers now trailing upward. It was teasing, tormenting. Hell, it was even a bit embarrassing. Though one would understand such feelings if they too were naked and at the mercy of the Gerudo King.

“I’m surprised…” His low voice rang through the air, knocking out the silence. It seemed louder than it was due to how quiet things had been that it caused you to jolt lightly. “I figured by now you would be begging me for mercy, pleading to release you.”

Do you dare speak? Could you even speak? Would you only embarrass yourself further by how you sounded, explaining yourself to him?

“Tell me…do you understand why you’re in this position?”

He opened the floor for you to speak, putting the spotlight on you now. Swallowing your fear, your mouth opened, but sound refused to come out. At least at first. It took you a moment, but soon, a voice sounded. For a moment you didn’t recognize it as your own.

“I…I was c-caught…stealing…”

“How deplorable…But who exactly were you stealing from?”

It was a confession of crime, a force of guilt. He wanted to drive it into you, for you to understand the crime you committed.

“I-I stole…from the Great Demon King…f-from Ganon…”

“And what a bold crime…Sneaking into my treasury to take whatever your filthy Hylian hands could touch. But you fumbled, your nerves got the better of you and you only managed to take a singular Red Rupee.”

Before your face, Ganon revealed the very gem you attempted to sneak off with. If your nerves hadn’t gotten the better of you, you would have taken more. You finally forced your gaze away from the offending gem, not ready to meet the fate that awaited you.

“Such a crime deserves punishment, don’t you think? And I can’t think of a more befitting punishment than…”

Slap!

Your head shot up upon the impact, a wince of pain leaving you from gritted teeth as Ganon’s hand had whipped down, making firm contact with one of your ass cheeks. Your body trembled and your face flushed a deep shade of pink once it all started to connect.

“Do you get it now?” His voice was mocking, a tone that seemed to make you question what you did and didn’t understand. “One for every rupee stolen.”

“B-But I—!”

That attempted rebuttal earned you a firm hand over your mouth. Ganon effectively silenced you as he forced your head and body up to look at him. You had almost forgotten the size difference between the two of you, and now you felt like a mere mouse to his large stature.

“I did not give you permission to argue,” he stated with a glare. “You simply answer. ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘No, Sir.’ In my presence, you are compliant. Do I make myself clear?”

Taking a shuddering breath in through your nose, you nodded with what room you had, understanding. Having your obedience, Ganon released you, letting you fall back to his lap.

“Now…starting with this next one, I want you to count for me. Understand that for every one I give you, you could have spent a year in the cellars for your sticky fingers.”

Slap! “Two!”

The pain was tolerable at the start. The first one was like a warning, but these were like a build up, each one getting firmer, rougher, harder.

Slap! “S-Seven!”

Your fingers would spread, clench into fists, spread again, all trying to fight the pain that was building with each impact, to fight the…pleasure?

Slap! “Ten!”

Your voice squeaked, from pain and desire. You couldn’t understand why, but as he continued, your cock would ache with every impact onward. Your hips slowly grinding against his leg

Slap! “Th…Thirt-teen…~!”

You were almost done. You were so close to being done, but the change in your voice…Ganon himself nearly faltered as he carried on. Your ass was growing redder by each slap, your legs trembling against the king’s body, and, embarrassingly, your cock grew hard, your body feeding into self betraying desires.

Slap! “S…Six…teen…~”

Slap! “S-Seven…teen…!”

Three more, just three more.

“Do you regret your crime, Hylian?” It was the first time Ganon spoke since starting, his own voice almost sounding…airy.

“Y-Yes, sir,” you breathed, but deep down, that was a lie. You secretly enjoyed the rush this gave you, the new exhilarating bliss that washed over your body. For a moment, you thought that if you weren’t counting, you be moaning more and more with every action, nearly losing yourself.

“Are you sure?” Before he continued with the punishment, his fingers pressed between your clenched thighs and found your erect cock pulsing against him, gently brushing the underside of it to the tip, where white pearled at the tip before having dribbled down against his skin. “Because I think some naughty Hylian is enjoying himself…~”

His fingers left you whimpering, your legs trying to shut his hand out but to no avail. “N-No, Sir…” Withdrawing his hand, Ganon returned it to your ass, gripping it instead of slapping it, causing you to mewl out. Your head hung, and your body lightly writhed.

“What a liar you are…~ But…perhaps we can come to an arrangement. If you can withstand the last three spankings of your punishment, I’ll allow you something nice…~”

You began to wonder what he meant by that, considering your mind was starting to become a foggy mess, but it almost instantly became clear when his hand came down to a rougher, more intense impact, causing you to cry out more audibly as your counting continued. “E-Eighteen!!”

Just two more, only two more.

SLAP!! “N-Nineteen!!”

One more…one more.

The pain of the final impact was unlike the rest. It was sharp, rough, and left you nearly screaming, but that may only be due to the others he had given you earlier. It may not have hurt so much if it weren’t for the rest, but now, you could breathe easy as it was finally over with. “T-Twen…ty…”

Your body fell limp against his lap, both overjoyed and disappointed that it was over. As you gathered your bearings, you could feel Ganon shift around before grabbing onto you and moving you around like a doll. You steadied yourself, finding your view now the room instead of the floor. Realizing your change of scenery, you gently writhed against his grip, almost growing flustered at the thought of him being able to move you around so easily.

“Ah, sit still now,” he breathed, adjusting you once more. “I just need to…”

Before he needed to finish, you felt something prod your hole from behind. You froze, breath hitching in your throat as you realized what he was doing. Before you could say anything, Ganon slid himself inside, the both of you either groaning or squeaking with delight as the two of you joined in flesh.

Neither of you wasted a second. The moment Ganon began to thrust into you, you rocked your hips with whatever room you had. The desire soon overtook you, and you opened you mind and body to the king, losing yourself to the ecstasy that awaited you. Your cock bounced as Ganon moved you against his thrusts, using you like a toy. The feeling, the friction, all sent you into a spiraling mess of desire and lust, and your mind lost all sense of the current world. Ganon didn’t let this go unnoticed either.

“I-Is this what you wanted this whole time?” he breathed, his fingers gripping into your flesh to keep you in rhythm with his movements. “T-To be used as the King’s toy? To be filled with my great cock?”

Your breathing mixed with your moans as you responded. “Y-Yes! Y-Yes, Sir!”

At that point, your little schemes caught up with you. Really, the theft was all a farce. The real goal was the King himself, not his loot. You had been infatuated with the King for some time that this was all you wanted: to be stuffed by the almighty King of Gerudos.

“Such a devious little one…~” he breathed a smirk growing on his lips as his actions quickened. “Then I’ll make sure…you’re thoroughly spent~”

It felt delightful to be at the mercy of the king, to have him move your body as if it were not your own. All you could do was enjoy the pleasure that came with it, the lustful friction of his cock deep inside of you as you both neared your end. Neither of you could wait any longer, and you two released in a dance of sound, a collection of groans and grunts as your bodies gave way to this wave of relief. Gannon spilled into you the same time you spilled into the air, your body trembling from both sensations as your eyes rolled back, your vision fading for the moment.

The next thing you realized was being wrapped up in a blanket, Ganon holding you gently as you both lay in his bed. You don’t remember getting in bed, but you weren’t complaining, seeing as you were all snuggled up to your lover.

“Well? Did that play into your fantasies as desired, dear?” Ganon teased, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face.

“Mm, very much so,” you replied, gazing up at him with a small smile. “I hope you enjoyed it all the same.”

“Oh trust me, darling. It was thoroughly enjoyable~.” The King pulled you in close in a loving, protective embrace. “Perhaps we could do it again sometime~”

#kaisers house of desires #x reader #x male reader #x male y/n #male reader #x male smut #bottom male reader #the legend of zelda #legend of zelda #loz ganon #loz #ganon x male reader #ganondorf x reader #ganon x reader #ganon #ganondorf #Ganon smut

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actuallysaiyan · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 6: Monster Fucking(Hybrids opened up the door...)

warnings/kinks: monster fucking, dub con, mating season, double cocks, oral sex(fem receiving), unprotected sex word count: 0.7k pairings: Prince Sidon x Fem!Hylian!Reader teaser: “My, my, what a pretty little Hylian…” taglist: @beneathstarryskies @loki-love @witchofcustom @dreadsuitsamus @pyrofanatic @butterflieskeepcominback

You’ve always been so intrigued by the Zora. Everything about them made you so curious. You hardly ventured out of your hometown, but sometimes you wondered if you’d ever be able to make it to Zora’s Domain. Your daydreams were filled with them teaching you how to swim and what their ways of life were like.

One day, you decide to find your way to Zora's Domain. It took a lot of money and a few days of carriage ride there, but you knew it was worth it. You wanted to befriend these people and you knew that you’d find happiness once you arrived.

What you weren’t anticipating was that the Zora were in their mating season…

As soon as you approach the domain, you realize something feels off. There aren’t nearly as many visitors or locals around. The place seemed almost a little deserted. A few guards are scattered about, but even they seem distracted by something. You make your way into the home of the Zora, looking around for anyone to talk to.

Yet the place seems so empty. You ask one of the guards, and he has very little explanation. That, or he’s much too distracted by something else to tell you. So you continue looking around, admiring the scenery and architecture.

Soon you arrive at a beautifully adorned bridge. You cross it, making your way out of the domain. The water is so beautiful here. There’s nice patches of grass amongst the beaches as well. You make your way to a sunny spot and you sit down. As much as you’re confused as to why this place seems deserted, you’re happy to have a moment to yourself.

Prince Sidon is suddenly roused from what he’s doing by the sweet smell of something so alluring. And he knows that whatever it is, he’s going to get it. Just for himself. How could he ever deny himself something so sweet?

When he sees you lying on the grass, he can’t help the way his cocks seem to harden and start to slip out of the slit on his pelvis. You’re the source of the smell, and when you raise your head to greet him, he’s smirking to himself.

“My, my, what a pretty little Hylian…”

He barely gives you time to register what’s going on as he scoops you up into his arms. You almost feel dazed and you aren’t really sure what’s going on. But something about this feels so good. He nuzzles himself in the crook of your neck, purring and growling.

“Pretty little Hylian…you were just begging to be bred, weren’t you?”

You try to deny it, but you feel arousal coursing through you. When his long nails slash your clothing, you don’t know what to think. There’s something thick in the air as he presses wet kisses all over your now exposed body. You wonder if maybe you’ve been bewitched.

Another purr rumbles through him before he spreads your thighs. That sweet smell is amplified as soon as he gets closer to your wet cunt. You squeal once you feel his tongue gliding over your folds, and you feel your heart skip a beat when his nails dig into the meat of your thighs.It’s all happening so fast, but you don’t have the strength to push him off. And with the way his tongue keeps lapping at your most sensitive spots, you know you wouldn’t even want him to stop.

“That’s my good girl,” Sidon says between languid strokes of his tongue.

Soon he’s got you on your back and he’s stroking one of the fat cocks that’s prominently popping out from the slit on his pelvis. He brings that one over to your folds, and slips it into your hole. You cry out and your nails dig into the ground beneath you.

“Shhh, you can take it.”

His words go straight to your core, making your walls clamp down around him. He can’t take it slow anymore. Sidon begins pistoning into you at a break-neck speed, leaving you breathless and dazed. Your eyes roll back as an orgasm begins to build almost immediately.

Juices squirt from you as your thighs begin to tremble. Sidon seems even happier to be covered in your essence, his other cock coming up to rest between your folds. He pouts softly, guiding it to your already stuffed hole.

“More? Please, I need more.”

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yourlocaltreesimp · 8 months

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Reader: "So eventually I'm like- alright"

Reader: "Being nice doesn't work, being nice gets me stalkers" *side eyes the chain*

Reader: "Being mean gets me crazy men who are attached to crazy woman" *side eyes dink*

Reader: "I'm just gonna ignore y'all now *walks away while fierce deity follows behind them*

Reader: (AND THEY LIKE THAT TOO!) *turns around and yells* LEAVE ME ALONE!

Yan!Chain and all the extras is essentially just a cult. Someone’s too nice? They’re getting a very stern talking to. Someone too judgmental? Getting called out immediately. Someone too rude? Well, I hope they have good locks. Considering you’ve got anywhere from 10 to like 12 heroes, the shadow king and quite literally God, the sky could come falling down and you’d be surviving and thriving.

Oh? And Guide AU? Yeah you’re never leaving. Don’t even try. You won’t get far. They won’t let you leave again. Why would they even try to keep living if not for you?

#firreplies #linked universe #legend of zelda #linkeduniverse #link x reader #link x you #yandere linked universe #linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe x reader #yandere link x reader #x reader #lu dink #dinkxreader #fierce deity #fierce deity x you #y/n #yandere #yandere fierce deity link x reader #fir’s library

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flowering-thought · 10 months

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A part two cause I couldn't help myself <3

I wasn't sure how to name Ganon's horse as there wasn't really an official name so there were two options of Phantom or Galloughs as both names have been mentioned when it comes to his steed so I just went with Phantom-

Also including a love triangle???? Square??? Uh well, would it be a square?? Technically, since it's a couple who wants the reader and Ganon who wants the reader, I would imagine it to be a triangle and not a square? Ah who knows at this point 🕳👩‍🦯

The last note is that I'm making Ganondorf around 8 feet or 240 cm. There are way too many things about his height to make sense of so I'll just go with this.

But for real, I had a lot of fun writing the first part, so here's the second one! Also this ended up way longer than I was expecting 🧍‍♀️

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four

WARNING - MINORS DNI

AFAB reader and reader is described as feminine and chubby/plus sized.

Yandere themes, mentions of stalking, Virgin reader, smut, oral (female receiving), cunnilingus, fingering, slight breeding kink???,

Yandere Ganondorf x Archeologist Reader (part two)

The throne room went silent. The acceptance of the proposal nearly made Zelda faint, her hand holding onto the side of Sonia's throne for support.

"So long as this will keep the peace I will accept. I don't want any more bloodshed or any more fighting. If a marriage between the Gerudo and Hylians can keep peace I am willing." You started, bring your hands together before taking a deep breath.

"But you must know that I myself am not a distant relative of royalty. Zelda is but I myself am not. So any benefits regarding that are void. I don't think it would be fair to lie about it." You stated, finishing everything you wanted to say.

Ganondorf was surprised at the revelation but not by much. He had suspected something, as you were far different from both Sonia and Zelda in quite a bit of aspects. But even his warriors agreed before the meeting that even if you were not of distant royalty, it wouldn't matter.

Once Rauru had heard the statement he was hoping that Ganondorfs greed would prevent him from marrying anyone who was not of royal descent as marrying a Hylian already sounded out of character for the Gerudo King.

But when he didn't see him falter he gripped the arm of his throne and held back from speaking as Ganondorf spoke up, "Your intelligence, beauty, and kindness are what make you valuable to not only me but also my tribe. I can guarantee peace and your happiness as well my lady.".

Rauru and Sonia gave each other a knowing look before looking to Zelda, hoping she may be able to talk you out of this foolishness. But she could only give them a shake of her head, her eyes falling on your figure. That look in your eyes settled everything.

Even before they came to the past there were times where you were incredibly stubborn. Moments where you wouldn't step down from something, especially if you had your mind set on it. And even if you yourself had doubts, you would rarely stop. And the look in your eyes was the exact look you had when you dug your heels down and Zelda doubted she could stop you.

Ganon had a giant smile on his face, a light chuckle escaping his throat as he quickly approached you and held you up by your arms, twirling you around in the air with him.

You let out a squeal, realizing just how tall he was as he lifted you over his head slightly. You definitely did not want to be dropped by this man. He had to at least be the size of a small building...

But he quickly stopped twirling you upon realizing your fear of being so high and then brought you close to give your forehead a light kiss. "Thank you, my love, I guarantee you won't regret this."

The sudden term of affection and closeness startled you, causing a bit of blush to adorn your cheeks before he set you down, his head turning to face Rauru.

"It looks as though the Gerudo and Hylian people will be joined with this marriage. I and my warriors were planning to leave in three days. We hope to bring Y/n along so we can plan our wedding together." He states, the echo of his voice roaming through the hall only added further irritation to the king of Hyrule.

Unfortunately, Rauru can not object in public to this marriage. On the surface, it's a good deal. He and his people are guaranteed peace and what would be decent trading for different kinds of fabrics and ores. But deep down, he knew it wouldn't last. Especially since he and Sonia desired to keep you for as long as possible. They had their own plans on how to win your affections, and yet Ganondorf had ruined everything.

Rauru only gave a nod, letting Ganondorf walk you out of the hall.

Sonia turned to look at Rauru, tears forming in her eyes as she grabbed his hand, "What do we do? We can't let her go to a man like that! Much less marry him!" She cries, Zelda, coming to soothe Sonia, silently wishing that Ganondorf would just leave you here at least so she could have more time to try and convince you of how much of a bad idea this was.

As the throne room remained tense, Ganondorf walked with you to the common room where his warriors dwelled, many of the women beamed with smiles when delivered the good news.

While Ganondorf was congratulated, you were surrounded by the tall Gerudo women before being patted on the shoulder. They gave you big smiles and brought you to sit down at a table.

"We are so glad he chose you! You may not be as tall and strong as we are, but his majesty told of us your love for the desert and about your intellect so we are very happy!" One spoke, another set their arm to rest on the table before leaning in a bit, "And you have such soft-looking skin! Undoubtedly you'd be very lovely to hug at night. I'm sure you feel nice and warm for his majesty.".

You could only get embarrassed at their words before laughing awkwardly. The Gerudo sure were extroverted and talkative. Yes, you were more of an introvert, but you found the women's boisterous laughter and big smiles fun to be around.

Ganon meanwhile had pulled out a scroll, laying it on the table, slowly laying it to spread across with what looked to be a layout of sorts.

"This is the plan for the palace, and hopefully, the village that will surround it. Building in the desert is difficult but my tribe has found a spring where the water flows freely. Some of what you told us about how to build and where to build has been very helpful as many of the times we stay in tents or huts made from different types of animal hides." He states.

"I was hoping you could tell me more. I want our wedding ceremony to be held when the palace is built so we could have a proper home to live in." He adds, sitting next to you, keeping his legs on the floor so he would be at eye level with you.

He wanted your input. This would be your home just as it would be his. He wanted a solid home that would hold up and luckily you knew different ways.

You excitedly began forming a proper list of materials to put the palace together, even giving ideas on steady gates for when the village would be made. You gave ideas on how to get the white dye for the tiles to put on the roof and tried your best to think of ways that would be the most efficient and worth it, wracking up the knowledge you've culminated and putting it to use.

You were hoping that by creating a steady environment for the Gerudo tribe and creating a home, the future would not turn out to be too horrible. And that Ganondorf hopefully wouldn't turn out to be the great evil that wants to destroy the kingdom of Hyrule.

And so with that Ganon had sent a messenger bird off with the scroll before returning to sit next to you.

"I didn't prepare a ring." He mutters, a light scowl reaching his lips as he realized his mistake. You put your hand over one of his before smiling, "I'm sure you weren't exactly thinking you'd be in this situation so don't be too hard on yourself. I'm not that picky." You add.

You didn't know much about the wedding traditions of the Gerudo. From what you knew, they didn't marry often, only going outside of the tribe to find someone to have a child with, and some rarely settling outside of the tribe.

And with one male born once every 100 years you didn't know a lot about how that male would choose his bride or even if he chose one. And you never knew if they had children. Information on the Gerudo was harder to get and you tended to focus more on the land whenever you went there, always curious about the desert beyond where the Gerudo stayed.

It's also how you knew about how they built their main village and how they did their best to insulate and keep their people from getting dehydrated in the desert heat.

You knew at this point in time they had yet to build the village since you asked around. You didn't know exactly how far back you and Zelda had traveled but you did know that it was far enough that most villages looked far different than they did in the future.

And because of that you couldn't help but want to help them build it. Even if it meant changing the future wasn't that the point? To prevent certain things from happening?

You didn't want to think about it, shaking your head to rid your thoughts ad you focused on the present.

Ganondorf had gone to prepare for departing, making sure the horses had enough supplies and making sure to pack enough for the long trip back.

It was going to take at least three days of travel, finding that he didn't want to push you too hard just to make it back quicker.

He knew the Gerudo, especially the warriors he brought back, were stronger than the average Hylian. And while he knew his warriors could handle a rough ride back with no breaks, he didn't want to put you through that and risk causing you to fall ill.

When you left to your room to pack your things, bringing along several notebooks where you had written knowledge that you've kept over the years, things you had a harder time remembering all written in a code you developed just for yourself.

It wasn't until the last day that Zelda, Sonia, and Rauru entered your chamber, all with concerned looks on their face. You knew for sure they would try to stop you at any cost if you had told them before the meeting three days ago, but they couldn't cancel it now.

Rauru stayed near the door as Sonia and Zelda approached you. Zelda was the first one to speak, "Are you sure about this Y/n? This really doesn't seem like a good idea. We have no clue what that man is planning!".

You made sure that the cloth bag was well organized, beginning to put the buttons through the buttonhole, ensuring that nothing would slip from the bag after it is closed. You were listening to Zelda go on about the dangers but the moment your bag was closed you went to make sure that there were some you could change into before you left in the morning lying on top of your bag that now rested on a chair.

"Zelda I know you don't think this is a good idea, just as I know that both Sonia and Rauru are willing to let relations with the Gerudo sour. But this is a chance to change the future!" You started, turning to face them, holding your hands together to prevent them from knowing how anxious you truly were.

You squeezed your own fist, your brows furrowed in slight frustration, "I don't know what Link may be dealing with in the future. But couldn't there be a possibility to prevent a tragedy from happening? We both know what happens to the founding Kingdom of Hyrule Zelda. We warned them but it's possible that may not change the fate of the kingdom.".

"So by trying to keep the peace between Ganondorf, who may be the start of the tragedy, and the kingdom of Hyrule, shouldn't that be the priority?" You asked.

Sonia stepped up beside Zelda, her posture straightened and her eyes showing the slight frustration she felt, "I understand you wish to change things but it's possible things may not change. There's the possibility that there's no way to change the future as the events that happen now shape your future. Or the possibility that changing the future could make both you and Zelda disappear from the present." She claimed.

Sonia stepped closer to you, putting a hand on your shoulder and the other to hold your cheek, "Listen Y/n, if you could change the future, that could mean that you would be stuck here and Zelda would go back to her life unknown to what had happened. If things were to go south and you were stuck here, you could be in danger or worse. If you were stuck here and in a place where I or Rauru cannot protect you then you would be the only one to suffer." She insists, putting her forehead to yours as she held you close.

Rauru stepped away from the door and closer to you, pulling Sonia a little bit away as he put his hand on your other shoulder. A certain red-haired male came close to the door about to knock till he realized it was slightly open.

"Me and Sonia care about you. We don't want to see you hurt. The Gerudo will be fine without you. And Ganondorf is a rough individual. A man who has hurt and killed others. And the desert is a rough place where the day is sweltering and the nights with a harsh chill. It is not a place for a fragile Hylian like you." He claims, his eyes narrowing as though to try and scare you out of your decision.

Their words reminded you of how one would talk to a child about the dangers of the world. It irritated you so you took a step away from the royal couple, not realizing the slight possessive look in their eyes turned to one of desire for something they needed to control.

"The desert can be harsh for those that don't understand it. But I've been there! I've done my research and learned. I can help the Gerudo people and maybe they won't resent the harsh nature of the desert much when they can finally dwell in it without worry." You said, determination adorned your face as you stared straight at the three.

"As for Ganondorf, so long as I'm useful and don't get in the way I'm sure I will be fine. While I'm not sure if he loves me or not, I don't think he's a bad man. I'm sure he had to do things to protect his tribe that he wouldn't have had to do if he wasn't born into the role of King. Unless he does something heinous in front of me or there is proof I won't consider him some monster." You finish, putting your foot down on the matter.

Zelda tried to talk again but you wouldn't listen, grabbing a towel so you could prepare a bath. Sonia was visibly upset but Rauru knew they couldn't change your mind, they would need to come up with another solution so he convinced Sonia and Zelda to return to their quarters and he felt regretful as he too left.

There were no traces of the Gerudo King by the time they had left your chambers, but he was quite content with what he heard.

He knew you were far too kind, especially if the rumors about him didn't sway you away from him. But he would need to fix the misunderstanding about his marriage to you.

He needed to make sure you understood that he loved you. He wouldn't marry just because it was beneficial to his tribe. Occasionally, he had trysts with some women of his tribe but they were never candidates to stand by his side.

He wouldn't marry if it wasn't you. No one else would bare his children, and no one else would ever lie in his bed other than you. Once he had you, he wasn't letting go.

And when he finally had you in his territory he would make sure you knew he loved you. He would never want you to think he didn't.

The night was unbearably silent for many in the Hyrule castle. Some had hoped that the Gerudo would attack so that a single person would know their intentions weren't pure. And others had hoped for the night to go by faster, having a desire to return home and help improve it so they wouldn't have to worry about their people any longer.

And as morning came, you brushed your hair, made sure everything was in your two bags, and went to the stables where most of the Gerudo already were, along with the three Hylian Royals that hated to see you go but wanted to at least see you off.

Zelda looked like she would cry, and Sonia stayed in place. Rauru was always the most visibly calm out of the three, but if you looked closely at his eyes, you'd see just how upset he was.

Ganondorf was preparing his horse along with the rest of the Gerudo warriors, his face visibly lit up when he saw you enter the courtyard next to the stables.

"Little Vai! You made it just on time." He said happily, leaning down to get the two bags you had in your hands. He thought you'd have more possessions but didn't question it as he went to latch it onto his horse, which you notice is far larger than any horse you had seen.

While Ganondorf made sure everyone was set to go, you turned to face the Hylian Royals.

Zelda looked upset but you simply embraced her tightly, your head resting on her shoulder as you let out a small sigh, "I know you don't agree, but please don't resent me for this. You and Link are my best friends. I don't know what I'd do without you. That's why let's hope everything goes well, okay?" You asked, trying not to tear up.

You didn't have any family in the future of Hyrule. Your parents had died due to some monsters long ago and you were taken in by Purah as you lived in Hateno Village. Purah was your family, and when you had grown close to Link you finally felt like you had a friend. Link was someone who could share the loneliness you felt.

And when Zelda came along you felt as though you could share your interests with her. So you didn't want her to be so upset.

Zelda nodded silently, you could hear soft sniffles come from her as she held you back just as tightly. You two eventually let go, Zelda gave you what looked to be a book wrapped in a ribbon.

"It's a gift. I'll be attending your wedding of course! But for now, just stay safe, and I know you get bored without too many things to read, so hopefully, you'll enjoy this."

You smiled softly, giving her another hug before you finally faced Rauru and Sonia.

They both looked a bit disappointed, but Sonia couldn't hold back and hugged you tightly, Rauru following just as quickly. It felt so warm and nice to be wrapped in their embrace, and you hugged them both with one arm.

Rauru came close to your ear and whispered, "If he does anything you don't like or tries to hurt you, we'll do anything to get you back here okay? Press the button on this if anything happens and you want to come back. This place will always be a home you can come back to." He said, placing a small Zonai device into your pocket carefully. You reached down into the pocket of the robes you wore, feeling the metal in your hand.

You could feel the slight bump of the button and marks engraved into the metal. You were sure you'd never need to use it but nodded to give Rauru some peace of mind.

They both let you go, Sonia reached a bit to leave a soft kiss on your forehead and gave you a small smile before she let go of you. Sonia didn't think she could say anything without revealing how upset she was so she remained quiet.

Finally, you could set off.

"Ready?" Ganondorf asked, looking down at you. His hand reached out to you after you placed both the device and book into one of your bags. And you took it, nearly squealing when he placed his hands on your hips and put you onto his horse, quickly mounting it afterward.

"Wait! I'm riding with you?" You asked, a little surprised. You had learned horseriding from Link and honestly hadn't expected to ride with Ganondorf.

He let out a soft chuckle, softly patting your head, "My horse's name is Phantom. She's big and strong. She's the only one I trust to carry both you and me. Now hold on tight my love.". With that he took off, his warriors following behind.

He didn't go as fast as he would have normally, not wanting the ride to be too rough for you. Leaving the Great Plateau was relatively easy, with the gate opening and finally setting off past the founding kingdom of Hyrule.

You held onto Phantom, your hands holding onto the edge of the saddle, not wanting to pull on her mane. You could feel Ganondorf behind you, his size doubling yours made you feel like you were completely engulfed by the man.

But you could still feel the wind rush against your cheeks, watching the sights as you travel. Finally, after crossing the bridge to make it to Gerudo Canyon, everyone stopped, setting up a small camp so everyone could rest.

A small tent was set up for you to rest in, one of the warriors smiling as they made sure you had some water to drink set by the cot for you.

The last thing you saw as the tent closed was Ganondorfs' broad back sitting near the entrance of your tent.

You really tried to sleep, but all the excitement about the journey kept you up.

You slowly peeked your head out of the tent, leaning a bit to find the Gerudo King seemingly asleep, sitting cross-legged and his arms crossed.

It looked uncomfortable to sleep like that. You gazed at the couple of scars you could see across his body, and then peered up at his face, taking in his features for a bit.

You knew that if they had really wanted to they could have made the trip back to their home in a day. Especially with how strong the Gerudo were, there was no doubt in your mind that Ganondorf had taken your health and safety into consideration.

It seemed foolish but you took an extra blanket from your tent and slowly wrapped it around his shoulders, standing up on your toes to make sure it would stay before leaving a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you." You whispered, before heading back inside your tent, finally ready to rest for the night.

But of course, the beloved Gerudo King had been awake the whole time, always on alert unless within his own safe space in his village. He touched his cheek, and the biggest grin formed on his face.

Oh, how he adored you.

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The next day and night passed, the final day of travel leaving you slightly exhausted with all the riding that you were doing. You felt a bit guilty for ill you felt. But you tried your best to keep quiet the whole time, not wanting to become a bigger inconvenience.

Finally, the party of warriors arrived at Gerudo village, the vast desert surrounding the village and a natural spring forming an oasis.

And you got to see the progress that everyone had done due to your instructions. A couple of houses were built as practice and the main outline of what seemed to be a palace was completely dug out.

Soon after you met a lot of the people within the village, and many children ran around, and in certain areas, warriors practiced or had mock battles.

It was fun to learn more about the people you'd be living among. And like the blink of an eye, a month passed, and you helped the villagers learn techniques to help make houses while Ganondorf was busy with other things.

You and Ganondorf had hardly any time to see each other, occasionally having a meal together. You both prepared for the wedding and for the palace to be completed.

It honestly didn't take long for the palace to be completed either, the knowledge you had helped it go faster and smoother. Plus it was fun to plan out where certain rooms would go. You also helped plan out areas for the village, several more houses being built since you asked for the team that was building the palace to be split up so more people could have houses quickly.

Luckily, Ganondorf agreed with that. It made the village grow, and some people had made lovely white tiles, with blue, green, and yellow tiles mixed in. A couple of the children had some fun and painted the tiles with flowers or different symbols.

You sat on the floor with them, decorating some tiles and painting some regular ones so there would be enough for the next batch.

And while you sat there, surrounded by laughing children who enjoyed your stories and also enjoyed telling you jokes they had learned, you were being watched by Ganondorf. There was a smile on his face as he watched you smile with the children.

A part of him was trying to get things as done as possible, knowing that if a rough sandstorm came, it could seriously affect their progress and the lives of his people. But the other part of him enjoyed this feeling of peace that came with your existence. It made him spend a bit more time on wedding preparations so you two could be wed already.

The palace was nearly finished, and the perfect-sized butte (a/n a butte is like a mesa but smaller!) that contained a spring of what seemed to be a never-ending flow of water was perfect to dig into for the formation of the palace, large arches carved to let fresh air in and slowly building the houses surrounding it.

He didn't know much about decor so he left it to you and the other Gerudo women, some teasing about how big the bed would need to be in the bedroom.

Luckily, he got to trade with more Hylian people for goods and seeds since word of an alliance between the kingdoms was formed. It also made it easier for the Gerudo women to wander through Hyrule in search of a husband or a man to have a child with.

Everything was going to plan. It meant he could start on his other plan to slowly get certain royal Hylians riled up.

He wasn't a fool, he knew how King Rauru and Queen Sonia looked at you. While Zelda had an obsessive sort of friendship with you, he could tell the other two had different interests.

The desire to possess you and never let you go was something he shared in common with the Hylian Royals. But he also deeply enjoyed watching you have fun with the people of his tribe. And he could tell his people were fond of you. You were highly intelligent but didn't show it off as if you knew everything. You told them stories and wanted to hear his people's stories in return, gaining knowledge just as much as you gave it out.

You weren't arrogant or a snob, and you would gently guide those that needed help. And you even asked for help when you needed it. If you were struggling with something or wanted an opinion on something you would ask. And for that, it made it easy to approach you.

The children adored you and so did everyone. The women liked to style your hair, some complementing your figure and how pretty you looked in their traditional clothing.

And you carried a light umbrella made by some of the children around since they didn't think you were used to the desert sun quite yet and insisted you carry it around.

And he loved it. Ganondorf loved that the people enjoyed you almost as much as he did. Despite not getting to see you, he made sure the guards he ordered to follow you would tell him about your day, and when he got to eat meals with you, he loved seeing you enjoy the meal and how you would tell him about aspects of the week or day you enjoyed.

And just like that, more time passed. Four months have passed since you arrived, and it was time for the wedding.

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The village was bustling with life, palm trees planted for shade and decor for a grand wedding to be held in the throne room of the palace.

Everyone was invited. Including those of the different lands, not just the Hylians. The Rito, Zora, and the Goron as well.

Everyone had arrived, and surprising to you was that both Rauru and Sonia had joined Zelda in coming to the wedding for the large celebration.

And in a separate room, you were adorned in fine white silk, gold bagels, and a golden headband partially covered by a white veil adorned with intricate embroidery.

You felt nervous, the pants you wore and the top you wore showed off a lot of skin, and you had yet to see Zelda and you needed someone to talk to about how nervous you felt to marry.

Gold bangles and golden anklets, golden earrings, and fine jewels. White silk and the sounds of women chatting joyfully. Everything felt heavy and you couldn't help but pace the room slightly, trying not to chew on your lip or else the makeup that had been applied to your lips would be smeared.

And when you heard a knock on the door you nearly jumped, completely startled till you invited whoever it was in, only to see Zelda there.

You smiled happily, raising your arms to hug her tightly, "Oh I'm so glad you came! I was so worried you wouldn't make it. Please I just need you to distract me 'cause I feel like my heart could burst out of my chest." You say, leading her to a sitting area where the two of you could talk.

Zelda took in how you looked, finding that you looked incredibly beautiful adorned with jewelry and fine silks, getting to see much more than she usually got to see with the clothing most Hylians wore.

Zelda put on a smile, gently rubbing your lower back in hopes to calm your nerves. "It looks like everything has been going well! Everything looks great over here and it nearly looks as stable as the Gerudo of the future! Have things with you and Ganondorf been going well?" She asked, hoping to distract you with conversation.

At that question you raised your hand and shook it, implying a so-so hand signal. "It's so great here! But both of us have been busy and we haven't really gotten to talk or know each other better. Except at meals, but oftentimes, he lets me ramble about all sorts of things and I've realized I've never really asked about him or how he feels." You say, looking down at your lap to fiddle with your hands.

Zelda looks at you slightly concerned but tries to mask it, not wanting to ruin your day even if she wasn't really happy about the wedding she didn't want you to hate her.

"Perhaps after this day, things will change. I'm sure you two will finally have the time to relax after this no?" She says. And you found her to be right. Things were slowing down and this wedding was the last big thing going on in the village.

You and Zelda talked until it was time for the ceremony to start.

Zelda returned to Rauru and Sonia to tell them about your concerns and if you looked healthy.

All the tribes sat in their own respective areas, and the Hylian King and Queen sat with Zelda next to them, both of them having their stomachs churn at the thought of you getting married.

But before they could fall deeper into their thoughts, the large figure of Ganondorf came to the front of the room, a priest already there, the space around the throne room decorated with white silks embroidered with golden thread.

That's one thing the Gerudo would always have an abundance of. Their gems and the purity of their metals are amazing. It's why trading with them had been far more satisfying for the Hylains recently.

But Rauru didn't care about the situation between them. He wanted you back where you belonged, by his and Sonias' side.

Honestly, he wasn't sure when the obsession started. Maybe it was the way you would be so talkative and bring a certain warmth to every room you walked into. Or the way he got to see Sonia's eyes light up when you would come to spend time with them.

It was one night when Rauru was restless in bed, Sonia laying by his side and she started to speak, "I think I want her to stay with us.". She turned on her side to face him, Rauru turning slightly to look at her.

"Something about her is so comforting. She takes in everything about others and the world around her. She's so kind and wonderful. A little stubborn but I enjoy her company so much I fear as though I'm betraying you. And yet I find myself wanting her here, between the both of us." She whispers, her voice nearly trembling as if speaking of the topic would make a city crumble.

Rauru gave Sonia a small kiss before putting his hand on her cheek, "I feel the same way, my love. It's okay. I do not feel betrayed just as you know I would never betray you. We can have her together no? To share and be ours and to be hers. It will take some time but I'm sure it will happen." He states, assuring his beloved wife that everything will be fine, already envisioning their child accepting you as another parent and possibly welcoming another chid. That night they slept in each other's arms before eventually, Ganondorf would come to whisk you away.

Shaken out of his reminiscing, he notices everyone begin to look back, your figure becoming clear, draped in fine gold jewelry and white silk. The veil with traditional Gerudo embroidery made with fine golden threads.

He couldn't help but clench his jaw at the sight. He couldn't help but think that this should have never happened. It should have been you dressed in fine silks, strewn about the bed, your head in Sonia's lap while Rauru finishes up a little reading.

And yet he couldn't stop this. But he reminded himself to be patient. After all he had a plan.

And yet there you were, walking slowly, anxiously holding a bouquet of what looked to be violets, a flower you chose even though this kind grew mostly on the cliffside, it was one of your favorites for its tenacity to grow in rougher areas.

It was the one thing that was more difficult to get for the wedding ceremony but Ganondorf assured you it wouldn't be a problem.

And when you finally made it to the altar, where Ganondorf stood, you looked up at his face to see the biggest smile you had ever seen. He looked so genuinely happy you were wondering if you truly meant something to him.

But you ignored that thought, trying to enjoy the moment. Marriage was something that you didn't think you'd be doing again. You wanted to enjoy it so you gave him a soft smile, the priest started his words, a traditional speech used to tie the groom and bride to each other.

When asked if he would care for you, Ganondorf smiled and said "Yes.". In return so did you, the words leaving your lips just as sure as when you accepted his proposal of marriage.

There were cheers heard and before you could even blink you were held tightly before given a kiss on your lips, realizing that it was Ganondorf, your now husband who was kissing you. You kissed back and gently wrapped an arm around him despite not being able to come close to his size.

He finally pulled apart, lifting you up and twirling you around, just as happy as he was when you accepted his proposal. Ganondorf looked at you like you were his world.

As soon as that was said and done, the celebration started, and all sorts of Gerudo women around the village gathered to drink, eat, and dance. The Zora and Rito enjoyed dancing as well, the Goron were more curious about the structure and differences in food compared to the Gerudo and sat with some asking questions.

But the Hylians that came were just as happily dancing away, all except for the Royal couple who ate silently, mostly the King and Queen holding tension as they watched you sit on Ganondorfs lap, your cheeks adorned with a blush that nearly reached the tips of your ears.

You were being hand fed, trying to claim that you were full and Ganondorf would try to feed you just one last bite of fruit.

And honestly? Ganondorf was loving every second of your attention. He loved the way your eyes looked up at him and how beautiful you looked dressed in fine jewelry and silk.

He couldn't help but give you another kiss, smiling as he set down the bowl of fruit and brought you close. When he pulled back he loved seeing your face scrunch up and your eyes open a bit to face him again.

It wasn't until he decided to stand up and pull you to the dance floor that you finally let loose of your fear and nerves, a bright smile adorning your lips as you danced with him, other Gerudo women joining you.

You were happy as you watched the women dance, trying to learn from them and copy their movements, Ganondorf moving along with you, the crowd smiling and cheering as they watched their King and now Queen dance, the music in the background adding nicely to the scene.

It was so lovely that no one could notice a couple distraught Hylian nobles who looked on with envy.

The night carried on, growing colder as the night reached its peak, and Ganondorf and you prepared to sleep. While Ganondorf was slightly nervous, the urge to have you in his arms made his heart ache.

But you were in a dressing room right next to your shared chambers, a Gerudo woman known as Inesa had been by your side for your stay here, helping you get used to customs and advising you carefully. And tonight she was insisting on a sheer fabric that you told her covered absolutely nothing.

Inesa only shook her head and motioned for you to get dressed after shoving the piece of what you could only call lingerie into your hands, "Trust me, the wedding night is when you want to be teasing while also showing the most. He'll long for more after that! And I'm sure his majesty would love to see you in that." She assured, quickly leaving the room so you couldn't continue to protest.

You found yourself giving in, adorning the sheer garment and slowly opening the door, peeking out to see if Ganondorf was already asleep.

And he definitely was not, sitting on the edge of the very large bed and you knew he was probably waiting for you. The bed was one of the things Ganondorf had told you that he would handle. And you were glad because you knew his large frame would be a nightmare for anyone to try and fit a bed for.

The bed had its own platform, fine silks and cotton with all sorts of fabric filled the bed, pillows covered most of the headboard and you could have sworn the bed could be as big as a house back in your village.

You take a deep breath before walking out, looking down as you stride right to the bed and sit down next to him.

You couldn't look at his face, and he was eerily silent, his hand clenching into a fist as his cheeks lit aflame. You were about to look up but he quickly covered your eyes.

"You look amazing my love. I just need a moment to take you in and compose myself." He claimed, trying to look anywhere other than your soft skin and how nicely the sheer fabric looked on your figure.

When he finally felt a little in control of his impulse to rut into you like an animal he slowly tilted your chin up, focusing your gaze on him. He kept eye contact with you before putting a hand on your hip.

"I want you. I want all of you. I didn't ask to marry you just out of benefit but something about you called to me like a legend of treasure beckoning an adventurer." He claimed, his large hand resting on your hip, his thumb brushing back and forth on your bare skin. "But I don't wish to force you to do something with a man you don't even love. So if I have your permission, is it alright if I go further? To please you?" He asks, his voice making you melt as you nod, his eyes gazing at you telling you he wants a verbal answer.

You knew that you were worried about whether he loved you or not due to the fact you had already fallen for him, his rough nature but kind smiles and protective demeanor winning you over.

"Yes" Is all he needed to pick you up, spreading your thighs against his lap, lifting you up a bit to leave sloppy kisses against your neck. You kept your hands against his torso, his chest right against your palms.

You could feel his heartbeat right under your hands, a strong and fast heartbeat as he stood up with you in his arms, rearranging himself on the bed and flinging off the sheer fabric to show you in all your glory.

You attempted to reach for the clasp that held his robes, but it was too far up on his shoulder to reach. Ganondorf let out a chuckle before undoing the clasp himself, his robes discarded and his pants discarded as well.

His loincloth was the only thing preventing you from seeing his cock but you didn't need to see the whole thing to see the massive bulge straining against the cloth. You nervously gulped, taking a deep breath as anxiety pooled in your stomach.

Ganondorf noticed the change and smiled before laying another kiss on your forehead. "Don't worry my love. I'm not so cruel to force you on me right away. I'll take my time with you my little vai." He claimed, embarrassment running through you at his words.

He carefully pulled pillows for you to lay on, your plump thighs spread out to show your lovely garden to him.

He loved the way you shivered as he laid down, his head below yours and his lips right in front of your lower lips, the soft breath teasing you as you squirmed. He couldn't help but take it all in.

The sight of you in front of him was something he wanted to be seared into his mind. Your nervous gaze, how your arms came together to hold your chest, and the slight tremble in your thighs to hold back the urge to close your legs.

He soon wrapped his arms around your thighs, keeping them spread and close to him. He knew that his size would be too much, so isn't it better to please and prep his wife for what was to come?

Before you could even ask him to stop staring like a man deprived of water he gently licked a stripe against your lower lips, his tongue stopping on your clit before wrapping his lips around the small bud.

Frightened by the sudden pleasure, the urge to close your legs became stronger but his arms stayed steady, no amount of force you could muster would compare to his strength.

He gently parted your lower lips, gently licking up all the nectar coming from your cunt. Ganondorf could feel his cock ache from the taste, a slight groan leaving his lips before he reached to suck your clit again.

The gasps and slight moans that leave your lips only egg him on. He feels you lightly run your fingers through his hair, his long hair slowly getting grasped by your fingers. Light groans escaped his lips when you would tug, the sounds vibrating a bit against your clit.

It wasn't long till he slowly pushed his tongue inside you, his tongue large enough to stretch your delicate walls. His nose buried against your clit, the pleasure too much as you cum, your thighs squeezing more against his arms, and your fingers grasping his hair tighter.

He felt you cum around his tongue, his cock leaking and escaping through the side to rest against the sheets.

You looked down, tears filling your eyes from pleasure you hadn't received before. He smiled, rubbing your clit with his thumb lightly to check your sensitivity, noticing the slight pull against his thumb.

He carefully gathers your slick around his middle finger, gazing down at your pussy before looking at your face. "I have to prep you, darling. It might hurt and if it hurts too much tell me and I'll stop okay?" He says, emphasizing that he'll stop at any point you need.

You nod and he carefully teases your entrance, slowly pushing the tip of his finger in, watching your face for any sign of discomfort. He made sure to trim his nails before the wedding. He never wants to cause you harm, arranging things in the background carefully.

He slowly thrusts that finger till he feels the hymen, and carefully he breaks it, watching your brows furrow at the sudden pain. He carefully waits a minute, waiting even if you didn't say anything he doesn't want to risk it.

Ganondorf then slowly starts to thrust his finger, slowly gaining confidence as you start to enjoy it, noticing the small amount of blood on his fingers but such a thing never bothered him. He uses his other hand to rest his thumb on your clit, eventually adding another finger to stretch you open.

He sometimes rubs your clit, especially when he adds a third finger, noticing how much your entrance refuses to budge as easily as it did with only two. He leans down again to gently suck your clit, trying to reach that perfect spot and after a bit he finally finds it, watching your hips jerk when he presses his fingers against that special spot.

He watches you fall into pleasure and reaches down to palm his cock, his slick leaking against the sheets and he could nearly cum just from the taste of your cunt lingering on his tongue.

He couldn't help but groan, his cock aching but he continued to stretch you. You could feel the burn that came with your entrance being stretched but you could also feel it turn to pleasure, the right spot being hit with every thrust, his fingers teasing you, and the groans you heard only adding to how much you desired him.

"It's okay.." You whispered, your eyes finding his as you attempted to relax your thighs. "I want you Gan." was all you could muster to say. And that's all he needed as he gently lined up his cock to your entrance.

You thought he had stretched you but now you were wondering if that was enough. His 11-inch monstrosity was so thick you doubted you could wrap your hand around it. But you shook off your anxious thoughts, anticipating him to thrust it in but he slowly teased your cunt, the tip of his cock brushing against your entrance all the way up to your clit and back.

He reached to the bedside, a decorated pitcher in his hands before oil spilled on his hands. The oil warmed up in his hands before lathering it on his cock. Letting his fingers trail a bit of oil on your lower lips and teased your entrance.

Ganondorf slowly edged himself inside you, the stretch making you grab the sheets. His torso kept your thighs spread, his left hand holding himself up by your waist and his right hand holding his cock. He could feel your hand reach for his wrist, holding on tightly as tears slowly fell down your cheeks.

He could barely get inside, only about two inches in before he pulled out, only to enter again.

He carefully thrust, getting slightly deeper each time, groans spilling out of his mouth continually before he bit his lip. He couldn't stand it anymore, his cock ached and he kept still inside of you.

He could only get to about five inches, his cock straining as he started to pump the rest of his cock, his other hand reaching to brush against your clit.

He would enter you fully one day, but right now he needed you. And before you knew it you came again, your walls sucking him and his continuous pumps bringing him right to the edge and came.

His cum filled you, giving you a sensation you had never experienced.

You both came down from your high, Ganondorf pulling out and looking down, watching his seed spill out of you made him give into the urge to gently finger it back inside, his desire to breed you just as strong as his desire to have you.

He watched you, your eyes fluttering and your form relaxing into the pillows underneath you. He couldn't help but smile, rubbing your hips softly and leaving a kiss on your cheek. He left to grab a wet cloth, coming back to your sleeping form. He gently wiped your body so you wouldn't wake up too uncomfortable.

While he really wanted to stay in bed with you, he had some plans to complete, leaving his chambers heavily guarded as he approached the meeting place of a letter that was supposed to make it to you.

And there in the cold desert night stood Rauru, his demeanor unshaken as he laid his eyes on the Gerudo King.

Rauru only shook his head, a chuckle of disbelief leaving his throat. Anyone could notice the clear disgust he held for the man in front of him. Yet Ganondorf only kept a sly grin on his face.

"Sorry to interrupt what I'm sure would be a very meaningful conversation, but my wife and I were busy." He stated, emphasizing the word wife. Oh, how he loved how Raurus' face twisted and his brows furrowed.

"Cut the nonsense Ganondorf. I never wanted you to marry Y/n. She shouldn't be with a wretched man like you." He states, stepping closer, "And I'm sure you know that. She needs stability, a place where she can thrive and learn all she wants to learn. Not with a man like you who would monopolize her." he finishes.

Ganondorf can only laugh, a hand reaching to cover his mouth to prevent him from being too loud to alert the guards. As much as he trusted them, he'd rather only a few know about the rivalry between the Gerudo King and the Royals of Hyrule, all of them vying for your love and affection.

"I'm sorry to say but I have not monopolized her in the slightest! I have encouraged her to get close to those in the village and do as she pleases. She's free to roam with a guard at her side just as she did inside your castle. Except I let her roam the village instead of staying cooped up inside the castle hm?" He sneers, his eyes narrowing at the Zonai King.

He steps closer, his back straightening, "And not to mention, she chose me." he adds.

"She chose to trust me, to marry me!" He exclaims, smiling before staring at the man in front of him, keeping eye contact for his next sentence, "And she chose to lay with me.".

At that, the Rauru rose his fist but Ganondorf put his hand up, bringing his finger to his lips to indicate silence, "I wouldn't attack here. What would she think if one of the people she trusted started to destroy the work she had done for others? Not to mention, after such a joyous occasion?" he mocked.

He turned his back to the Zonai King, opening the door back into the hall, "Now if you'll excuse me, nights are cold here in the desert and I don't want my queen to grow cold without my presence.".

Ganondorf walked back to your shared chambers, seeing you slightly stir awake. He laid with you under the sheets, coming close to you, a hand resting on your hip.

"Gan?" you questioned, gazing up at him slightly fatigued at all that had happened during the day and night. He let out a hum, moving a bit of hair out of your face to gaze upon your beauty. "Tell me more about you. I want to know of your greatest joy and your greatest sorrow." you said.

At that, he smiled, and some part of the night was spent whispering stories about each others' memories and fears. a slight cold wind blowing through the cold desert night.

Yet it was always so warm within Ganondorfs' arms.

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Hateno Boy - Part 1 - Link x Reader

The Calamity is gone, but so is Link’s purpose. He feels completely lost in post-Calamity Hyrule where everyone but him seem to have found their new place.

It certainly doesn’t help his restless nights that you, a young Hylian whom Zelda has hired as the new teacher at Hateno School, are slowly taking up more and more of his headspace with each conversation you two have.

Fandom: The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild / Tears of the Kingdom Pairing: Link x fem!Reader Raiting: Mature (might go up, might go down, let's see) Contains: feel-good, slow burn romance; platonic Link/Zelda; Link being an angsty retired hero Chapter Index | Read on Ao3 A/N: Very excited to write something possibly disgustingly cute. The story takes place after the events in BotW but before the beginning of TotK. All characters are adults! I hope you enjoy the story! xx

Chapter 1 - Purpose

Contains: Link being an angsty retired hero; Zelda being embarrassed by Link's inability to talk to girls (or other human beings in general) Word count: ~1,3k A/N: Please look past any weird sentences, English isn't my first language :p

A breath of warm air blows from the sea, gentle on skin and smelling of sea salt. The wind hurries over the hills of Necluda, tall grass bowing before it like waves on an emerald green ocean. Once it reaches Link sitting on top of the hills, it gently tugs on his hair and pushes his hood down.

He has been sitting there for quite some time now – so long that the tips of his ears are starting to redden from the wind, as gentle as it is. The sun that was high up when he arrived at the hills, is now hanging low over the horizon. It is soon time for him to go; Zelda asked him in the morning to stop by the school before sundown.

He is alone, as he is on most days nowadays. There isn’t much for him to do: Zelda is busy rebuilding Hateno, the recently finished village school her new pride and joy. And when she isn’t mingling with the villagers, she’s kept busy with her research at the Tech Lab. She doesn’t require an escort anymore, not after Purah hired a young researcher to assist them decipher ancient Zonai texts anyway. The man rarely leaves Zelda’s side when the two of them are together – which is often. Very often.

Link was jealous at first. After all, he is the Princess’ appointed knight, and he is the one who wields the Master Sword, and he is the one who saved Zelda’s life – not some overly excited, self-proclaimed explorer with a stupidly tall frame and an apparent distaste for wearing upper garments that hide his muscles.

Eventually, his jealousy morphed into loneliness – something he did a terrible job of hiding from Zelda. She asked him if he wanted to return to Hyrule Castle to help the Royal Guard in training new soldiers. Link said no, that he likes it here in Hateno.

“I wouldn’t mind if you go,” Zelda said, gently placing her hand on top of his, “I can see how lost you are here.”

Somehow, Zelda seeing straight through his lies and offering him kindness hurt more than her asking Link to leave in the first place. After that, Link couldn’t help but feel even more uncertain and disconnected. Everyone had seemingly moved on, everyone but him. While he still remains close with Zelda, honoring his duty, accompanying her whenever she travels outside of Hateno, even living with her, he knows deep down that she doesn’t need him anymore. The Calamity is gone, and so is his purpose.

The sun hangs low when Link arrives at Hateno School. The sky is flaring in shades of red, reminding Link of a cozy fire under a cooking pot – somewhere he would much prefer to be. The school’s front doors are open, but the playground is silent and the windows are dark, all except one. It has been a while since Link last visited the school. The children adore him, which is exactly why he prefers to stay away. Their looks of admiration and curious questions make him uneasy. Ever since moving to Hateno, all he has wanted is to lay low, going as far as to hide his head-turning Champion’s tunic in the bottom of his drawer. He wanted to throw the tunic away, but Zelda wouldn’t let him.

He can already hear Zelda’s excited chattering when he reaches the open doors and quietly steps inside. Zelda is having an eager conversation with a young Hylian woman – you – whom Link doesn’t remember seeing before. He does remember Zelda telling him about a new teacher she hired a few months back, and he figures it must be you.

You notice Link arriving before Zelda does and give him a polite smile in greeting. Only when he lightly taps on Zelda’s shoulder does she stop talking and turn around.

“Oh, Link,” she smiles. “You have impeccable timing. We were just talking about you!”

Link furrows his brow. Great, just great, he thinks, already feeling the tips of his ears growing warmer.

“Only good things,” you assure with an awkward laugh. “The Princess told me you made the apple pie she brought the other day.”

Link hopes that the dim light of the oil lamps is enough to hide his red ears. He clears his throat, though not even intending to say anything.

“I don’t think you two have met before, have you?” Zelda says, giving Link an encouraging nudge.

Even after all the years spent in royal banquets practicing formal pleasantries with Hyrule’s nobility, Link still feels awkward having to introduce himself. Nonetheless, he extends his hand for a greeting. When you offer him yours, he brings it to his lips and gives your knuckles a polite kiss. Your skin feels soft and pleasant, he thinks, now horribly self-aware of just how sweaty his own palm is.

When he looks back at you, even he can pick up the awkward tension in your smile and words as you introduce yourself. He feels his whole face heat up, not really understanding what he did wrong but knowing he must have, because even Zelda has the same tension in her smile as you do.

“He is very accustomed to his formal greetings from his days at the Castle,” Zelda says with a forced smile and gives Link a look. Only then does he realize that a hand kiss, though adequate in greeting a noble woman, is not something you, a village school teacher, was expecting from a Royal Knight. He would apologize, but his mouth is dry and no words come out.

“And, well, you probably already know of Link,” Zelda breaks the uncomfortable silence after it becomes clear Link isn’t going to introduce himself.

“The Hero of Hyrule,” you say, knowingly. “We have actually met before.”

We have? Link thinks, the heat of embarrassment getting unbearable. All he wants to do is run home and hide under his bed covers for the rest of eternity. This is why he rarely leaves their home or willingly socializes with the villagers. He would cringe if he wasn’t too embarrassed to move his face muscles.

“You have?” asks Zelda out loud, her disapproving eyes boring into Link’s.

“It was years ago,” you are quick to add. “He took refuge in our family home once. I wouldn’t blame him for not remembering.”

Zelda doesn’t appear quite as understanding when she shoots another scolding look at Link, the pink in her own cheeks deepening as well. “Please,” she says as she turns back to you, “accept my apology. Link can be awfully forgetful sometimes.” She gives him a final glare that, at last, makes him drop his head. He’s not sure if dying of embarrassment is a real occurrence, but if it is, then he must be very close to leaving Hyrule for good.

“It’s quite alright, Your Highness,” you say with a slightly uneasy laugh that fails to fully mask your discomfort. “I don’t mind it, really. Like I said, it was years ago.”

There is an uncomfortable silence between the three of you. Then Zelda claps her hands, and the tension breaks like a taut rubber band. Link sighs, relieved.

“Well,” Zelda says, “now that we are done with introductions, perhaps we can show Link the curriculum we’ve been working on? I’m sure he can give us his opinion on the section about monster parts and their usage in elixirs.”

When you turn to look for something from your writing table’s drawers, Link grabs Zelda’s sleeve and gives her a pleading look. Zelda narrows her eyes and shakes her head.

“Do not even think of fleeing” she hisses in his ear before she hurries over to you to help you with a pile of scrolls close to toppling over. Link lets out a silent grunt and looks longingly at the open doors. The sun has gone down, the sky now the same shade as embers cooling down under a cooking pot – somewhere he would much prefer to be.

Chapter 2 - Heromania »

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2kmps · 9 months

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ganondorf is fascinated by the fact that you, a hylian raised within gerudo society, are the one to pour his wine at night.

notes; 1k, not proofread well, manipulation, power dynamics at play, suggestive content, mdni

many exceptions were made for you in gerudo society once ganondorf had grown keen to your existence beyond that of a faceless somebody pouring his wine every evening. you supposed you were a unique case to begin with; orphaned at a tender, impressionable age where you grew up more gerudo than you did hylian, yet always sober and somber to the knowledge that you would never belong, and could be ostracized at any time.

it had been an easy choice to assign you to him, an easy way to keep you in line, out of the way, and at worst- able to be easily annihilated without anyone else's hands getting dirty. but, you were promised a place there with everyone if you took up this responsibility, kept your eyes low, never showed him your face, obeyed his every word and gesture like gospel from a god.

in many ways, ganondorf was your god. with every bit of frayed little string you called life hinging on quenching his desires and demands- you had no choice but to treat him as anything other than your god. the only one you had ever prayed to, begging for your life rather than an abundant harvest or good fortune.

"look at me." those were the first words he had ever spoken to you directly, and not into the air with a gold chalice encrusted with glittering jewels outstretched for more wine. "I will speak only one more time: look at me."

it felt wrong to obey, especially after the piercing words that always told you otherwise. and yet, you listened and carefully raised your gaze to his, startled to your bones by how intense the red eyes glaring back at you were.

there was something otherworldly about them, passionate and cruel and corrupt- evil, yet you found yourself mesmerized right away.

"wine-bearer--" he started, brandishing his empty chalice for you to fill once again, for the fourth time that evening--"I've had you sit at my side many nights now, you've never spoken a word."

you were trying to swallow around the anxiety in your throat, unsure of whether you should break your silence, eyes wavering as you considered looking around the spacious chambers for guidance.

alas, you were all alone with him on this dim room wrapped luxurious drapery made of fine silk and satin, plush beast furs, and tapestries and rugs dyed deep, luscious hues of veridian, crimson, and sapphire. you did not belong here, not in this splendid room, and certainly not beneath his scrutiny.

"speak." his voice was a hard bravado, the rumble in his throat reverberated in your spine as you jumped.

"for-forgive, my king." it was the title you were forced to address him with, how he had been referenced by the others. "I only do what's asked of me, and that simply was to assure your cup never emptied. to speak in any casual manner was... expressly forbidden."

ganondorf frowned at your words, waiting for his cup to refill before pressing the rim to his lips. "were these such commands that I gave to you?"

"no, my liege." you said, neck straining as you bowed your head as though trying to repent for some grievance. "as I said, I only do as I'm told--"

he waved you into silence, not even a taper. "you're not of the gerudo, but a hylian. I've been told you were raised here in the city."

you saw him turn the gold cup out towards you, much closer to his person than before. it coaxed you nearer to pour more for him. "it's the only life I know. I was raised with swords and shields and hammers. serving wine is new to my repertoire."

"tell me, then," ganondorf set aside his chalice on a small table nearby, something of a small smile pulling into the crevices in his face. "if you are trained as a warrior, would you take up arms for your master? would you follow your master until the ends of time?"

"unfalteringly so."

the weight of your words didn't bear down on you until the ceramic jug was pried from your fingertips, and you felt his massive hands guiding you over him to straddle his thighs. it was different seeing him from here, still a towering presence, still with his eyes staring down the length of his aquiline nose into you.

it was a brief, fleeting desire to escape him and the way he started to roam over the robes and jewels that decorated your body. his palms were hard against your skin, calloused and heavy, but eager as he reveled the warmth that seeped into him as your clothes were pulled away.

you wondered when he last touched a person like this, how much of it were his own inhibitions being thwarted by copious amounts of wine- how much of it was him purely desiring something as a man.

"my king," you didn't intend to stop him, much smaller hands resting across his own as he followed your shapes and curves. "if this is truly what you wish for, I will give myself to you- but wouldn't you prefer someone who can give you an heir?"

"an heir?" he gave the derisive response, reaching behind your head for your neck. his fingers spread into your hair. "there is no place for an heir when absolute power is mine."

and then, he leaned in towards you, eyelids hanging heavily. you couldn't move away, a part of you didn't want to now.

"the wine is no longer good enough." he came nearer to your lips. "tonight, I want something else to give me warmth and pleasure."

his lips landed on yours with a fervor you had never experienced; an insatiable, unwavering forcefulness pushed into the kiss that made your arms encircle his neck to keep yourself from withering away. nothing about the way he touched you was gentle, it was all domineering, powerful, to claim you and prove that he could with ease.

and you, ever the fool, melted into his lust and let it consume you.

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frickingnerd · 5 months

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the world is (y)ours

pairing: ganondorf x fem!reader

summary: you love ganon, you really do. but you worry he has gone too far this time...

tags: manipulation, mention of death/murder (nothing graphic), toxic relationship, established relationship

“w-what… what did you do…?”

you couldn't take your eyes off the ruins of the city. only days ago, this place was a lively city, with dozens of people living in it. but now, it was burned down to ashes. you couldn't even make out what the burned down buildings used to be. and in the middle of all those ruins and ashes stood the man you loved.

“they were in my way, so i got rid of them”

he had his back turned to you and you could only imagine that his eyes were wandering through the remains of the city as well. yet he seemed to feel no remorse.

“they were in your way!?” you stepped forward. “all of them? all those innocent people were in your way? every single one of them?”

ganon didn't reply. because he couldn't. there was nothing he could say to defend himself.

“this…” suddenly, he raised his voice. “this is what we wanted. with this town gone, there's a gap in power. i'll be there to fill it and then we'll–”

before he could finish speaking, your hand met his face. normally, nobody would've been able to land a single hit on him. but he was careless. ganon thought he could let his guard down around you. but clearly, he couldn't.

“this isn't what we wanted! this is what you want! you want to seize control over hyrule! i only wanted to be with you–!!”

you tried to go in for another slap, but this time ganon was prepared. he grabbed your wrist and held your hand up. he was so much taller than you and yet you struggled against him. while you kicked and screamed at him, telling him to let go of you, he barely even bat an eye. there wasn't a single emotion on his face. he looked as calm as ever, until eventually he shoved you against the nearest wall, hands pinned above your head.

“you lost.” he told you calmly.

“no, you lost your way–!!” you screamed back. “you told me we'd be king and queen of hyrule! but not like this! not by killing people and taking those positions by force! this isn't how it was supposed to be… you changed…”

those last two words were barely a whisper, yet ganon heard them so clearly. the grip around your wrist loosened and one of his hands found its way to gently caress your cheek.

“i'm still the man you trust” he reminded you. “being your king was always my dream, my love. i just want us to rule, side by side. don't you want this? don't you want to be with me? don't you want to see me happy?”

you knew this was a trick. he'd have you tell him that you still love and trust him. in the end, you'd be the one apologizing, while he faces no consequences for his actions. because it was always like this. you loved him and you still saw the man he used to be in him. but that man was gone. and yet, you wouldn't stop chasing who he used to be…

“i… i still want to be with you.”

you lowered your head, too ashamed to even look at him. perhaps if you had looked at him, you would’ve seen that sinister smile spreading over his lips, as he spoke:

“i know you'd say that, my love”

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spicyicetea · 1 year

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So I completely forgot I have an account- I’ve been working on a LOZ x reader to de-stress and I did a doodle of how I picture the YN character. Maybe I should start posting it here. It’s an xVarious so there are many different characters that go crazy for Y/N as it may or may not be a Yandere story. I’m still getting used to drawing the Zelda characters but hey ho-

About this Y/N

You’re a forest spirit similar to the Koroks but you look far more human and like a Hylian. The Y/N is curvy, on the chubbier side and short so I’m sorry if your tall or thin, but I like writing small, curvy women-

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ghostgirl101 · 1 year

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Yellow! Loved your BEN Drowned Dating HCs, they made my heart skip a few beats. Pardon me if this isn't allowed, but could I request some sort of BEN "aftermath" scenario with a reader who's been distancing herself from electricity in order to escape BEN? (A tad bit like Netflix's horror movie Umma if you've seen it) Then one day, electricity pops back intro her life, hauling a BEN along with it who's not about to let you repeat the same mistake without knowing the consequences.

Condolences if that isn't allowed. If not, Ticci Toby Dating HCs instead?

BEN Drowned; You Can't Run

|| Word Count: 2.2K || Angst → Comfort → Fluff ||

A/N: Can do, I've been wanting to write for BEN again, though this did take me a while 🙃 and I'll add Toby headcanons to my list. I've been thinking about some stuff for Jeff The Killer too? I mean, if you want 😎

A releasing click sounds as you pull the final plug out of the socket, flipping off the switches on the wall, the little red strips hidden as they're pushed down. Your hands are trembling, and you stay where you're standing for a few long moments, your uneven breathing all you can hear.

There. It's done. It's gone. Breathe.

Your home is stripped of its electronics, the TV screen dead, your laptop and phones' batteries lying beside them. Even some of the lights are off, every mains switch is turned off, red strips hidden from sight. This was the last resort, and you know it could work if you leave everything off for a while. BEN can't get to you without electricity to power your gadgets, practically all of which have been infected by his presence. He was everywhere, but like this, he can't get to you. You're okay.

It wasn't that BEN had ever tried to harm you, though you knew he could if he tried. The whole thing was just so unsettling and confusing, it kept you up at night. Your life went from normal, to a glitchy, disturbing version of Majora's Mask you'd found at a garage sale, from an old neighbour who was moving out garage sale. His haunting eyes pierced through you every time the Nintendo 64 powered on, empty, like the elegy should be, but very much alive.

He liked playing with you, teasing that was almost taunts if it wasn't for the oddly suggestive nicknames and phrases sneaked into each jumpscare and wrong moment of the game. At one point, you were so freaked out by the boy in the game that you threatened to destroy the cartridge, to anything that could hear you, the fireplace on and humming with burning energy as you readied yourself to take the game out and toss it into the flames.

That was when the haunting, materialized form of BEN Drowned had snapped to life and simply pushed itself out of the TV connected to the Nintendo. Those cold, ghostly pale hands had grabbed your wrists tightly, though not so tight as to hurt, and the same intense eyes from the elegy bore into you, masking any emotion as you dared not to struggle in the being's hands.

"You can't run."

No, you couldn't. What with BEN loose from the game and with free access to anything powered by electricity, you didn't have much choice but to let him invade your life. You kept reminding yourself of the questionable fact that BEN didn't seem to have any intention to hurt you, physically or mentally. He just showed up when he pleased, which was quite often, and watched as you worked, deleting a sentence or two just to get on your nerves, or played as a supposed robot on online games, the screen glitching with his presence every thirty seconds. You'd almost, almost gotten used to it.

It was when you were reminded of exactly who BEN Drowned was and what he could do that you panicked, hence where you are now. Even though at this early-ish point in your time together, most about him remains a mystery to you, you always knew just how deadly his antics could be. He tears people apart by driving them paranoid and crazed by what they see and experience, until they lose all sense of reality, most even ending themselves before BEN does.

Some girl from your class had started mocking you on a group chat, and you knew that as soon as you'd opened it, BEN had most likely read it before you did. Because, just minutes after, her account had updated with several posts that weren't all that wholesome at all, unflattering, candid shots of things no one should share on the internet up for all to see. Then the account was closed, and that was that.

She didn't show up to class the next day. BEN showed you exactly why.

"She shouldn't have done that."

All the blood, all the fear, the abnormality of it all, really got to you. It was one thing having a really odd kind of friend that seemed to just be overly protective, but this was too much. He had the strength to do the same to you. What if you said something accidentally that set him off? What if he got bored of you? How much more stable and normal could your life be if he moved on?

And the only way for that to happen is for him to not have any way to get to you. He has no proper reason to stick around, none that you can figure out, since you aren't one of his victims. What are you, then? Someone that interests him? He won't be mad for long, will he? He'll get bored.

Yes. That's it. He'll get bored. Of course he will.

The tense silence that fills your house when everything's unplugged makes you stay standing still for a long minute, double-checking everything's cut from power. You can make this work, if that's what it takes.

A day went past. Then another. And, all at once, after a boring day in class, your friend approaches you with a bewildered look.

"I did what you asked. Bit weird."

"What?"

"Why'd you unplug everything in your house? Some competition? Look, I managed to swing by yours and find the spare key under the mat to turn your stuff back on. I guess you're gonna need it like that if your parents are visiting. Don't want them to see you living in the stone age, I guess. Oh, and you owe me, bestie."

"Wait, wait," your voice heightened in dread, "I never asked you that. My- my parents aren't coming over! What are you-"

BEN.

Crap.

"What're you talking about? Are you messing with me? I got your text this morning, and since you work through lunch and I don't, it was easier for me to just run in. Look, no biggie, alright? Why do you look so worried? I didn't rob you."

"I- I know," you breathe shakily, forcing as genuine a smile as you can muster on your face, knowing that it would be more than unfair to expose them to BEN too. "Thank you."

"Sure."

Where do you go? Back home, where he's waiting for you? What'll he do? Most likely kill you. If you weren't his victim before, you must be now. Or maybe you can stay with a friend for... for what? Forever?

You can't run.

Every step you take that leads back to your home seems heavier and heavier, and although from the outside, the house looks perfectly normal and quiet, you know there's a fatal storm coming. All you can do now is face it and try to reason with it.

You unlock the door slowly, stepping tentatively inside and closing the door, leaving it unlocked in case you need to make a break for it, in the rare event that you get the chance to. And, as your friend confirmed, there's everything back in, ready for the counter to reset.

The hairs on the back of your neck stand up as you feel eyes all around you, and solid static coating the atmosphere, buzzing coming from every screen and making the light twitch when you turn it on. You take one step into the living room before the colour drains from your face, fear rushing over all other thoughts as a bloody spark blinds you momentarily, before revealing the boy. You squeak as freezing hands clamp onto your arms tightly, pressing you back against the wall.

You're forced to look into his eyes, his crimson stare blazing amongst the dark, hollow space around his pupils. They're bleeding, the deep red dribbling down his pale cheeks, his usual amused, smug smirk replaced with something much more sinister. He's scowling in untamed fury, and you can't make yourself take a step back, frozen stiff to the spot. The lights are practically sparking from how much they're flashing with his wild anger, and you can't do a thing about it, except look straight back at him helplessly.

"You shouldn't have done that."

Your mouth's agape, scarcely blinking in dread of what BEN might do, everything you've been scared of just leading to this moment. He speaks with a snarl, and you flinch, trying to make yourself say something to diffuse the situation, even by a little.

"I know," is what you manage to whisper brokenly.

"Are you stupid?! Bored and didn't want me anymore? Found someone better? Shutting me out's the safest way, is that it?!"

You jump as a lightbulb from nearby smashes by the force of BEN's anger, glass spraying over the floor as the brightness winks out.

"Please, BEN-"

"No! I gave you one last chance, remember? You can't play with me anymore. It- it's not fair!"

He's not making any sense. Playing with him? You catch a fleeting moment to study his dark expression, and you can practically see the cracks of genuine vulnerability seeping through his dangerous fury. The lights have stopped flashing as violently as they were a minute ago, and so you take the chance to ask the inevitable.

"BEN... why do you care so much?"

He hangs onto you for a while longer, obviously processing the question as his grip grows looser, clenched jaw relaxing slightly. It doesn't seem to be out of defeat, though, but out of tiredness, BEN's piercing gaze weakening but never leaving your face, his scowl dropping into a frown. He almost looks hurt, concerned, the hints of caringness contrasting with his unnatural, deadly looks.

"If I go, who'll protect you?"

You don't know how to respond, and so you don't, lips clamped shut as you stare at him apologetically, his cold hands leaving your arms.

"Who'll watch over you?"

You blink at his expectant, thoughtful look, shaking your head silently. The blood's stopped gushing from his eyes now, but trickles down his face slowly, eerily like tear tracks.

"Who'll understand you?"

You let out a shaky sigh, your body finally moving, taking a hesitant step closer to him. BEN's eyes drift over to the TV absentmindedly, a frown still on his face, and you dare to take a step closer, reaching a hand out tentatively, your warm fingers brushing against his freezing ones. His eyes snap to you then, and you speak up quietly.

"BEN, I'm sorry."

He doesn't say anything, staring at you indifferently, and you try again, your fingers wandering to his hand, which doesn't pull away at when you lace your fingers with his.

"I'm sorry, BEN, I am. I won't shut you out again, okay?"

BEN still won't answer, and you dither, before doing something that'll either get you killed by shocking stuns of electricity, or his miraculous, unbothered amused smile. You take back your hand to steadily, anxiously wrap your arms around his neck, pulling his cold body close for a hug. He stiffens at the action in surprise, and you squeeze your eyes shut, bracing for impact.

Impact that never comes.

A small poke at your side makes you shrink back with a stifled laugh, and you relax in relief and happiness when you spot BEN's signature smirk, though it's a little milder this time.

"That won't do you any good."

"Oh, come on," you plead, and he raises a brow, clearly enjoying the desperate attention. "I- I was just scared, okay?"

"I know."

"I won't run from you again, BEN. I know you wouldn't hurt me..."

He tilts his head to the side at the last sentence.

"Do you?"

You don't know how to answer the question honestly. "Well..."

BEN seems annoyed and almost exasperated by your response, and you notice how the blood has stopped leaking from his midnight eyes, his red pupils searching and reading you all too easily.

"Would it help if I tell you?"

You nod slowly, uncertain of his motives, but don't move away as he's suddenly an inch away from you, the lights flashing briefly from the electric energy.

"Yes?"

BEN nods, the cold skin of his hands pushing your middle back into the wall again, though much more carefully this time. Then, all too soon, the electric boy's lips are on yours, and your eyes widen in shock at the bold move, and the unusual, addictive feeling. He tastes electric and appley, his lips melding against yours perfectly, and there's nothing you can do but melt into the feeling, letting your eyes flutter shut within a second.

But then it's over after a few drawn-out moments, and you hold back from chasing the sensation as he lingers, his nose bumping against yours and his cool breath tickling your cheeks.

"I'd never hurt you."

You let out a shaky breath, a faded smile on your face.

"You scared me," you admit awkwardly.

"...So did you."

"I'm sorry," you plead again, and he shakes his head dismissively. You know he's forgiven you by the way he looks at you, with no trace of his previous aggravation in his red and black gaze.

"Never mind."

"Can't I make it up to you?" You try asking, but as soon as you've said it, you watch apprehensively as that signature, boyish smirk, that you've surprisingly missed, tugs at his lips.

"I can think of a few ways."

There's no running from that, either.

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multi-fandom-imagine · 1 year

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«Love Me Harder || King Rauru ||

Warning1: Monster fucking { Zonai x Hylian!Reader }here so if you don’t like that then please scroll on by.

Warnings 2: P in V, Knotting, biting / marking, cream pie, a little rough fucking, Rauru has quite a mouth on him, squirting.

A/n: I apologize if this sucks 😩, it’s 2am.

It felt like it’s been ages since you’ve been with your King, and with the matter with Ganon dealt with everyone was celebrating. Your hand grasping your husbands as you pulled him towards the bed room.

A snort left his lips the moment you were out of sight and it seemed your husband had other plans on where he wanted you. A light shiver running running down your spine already imagining his cock pumping into your pussy, you were preset wet he wouldn’t even need to get your ready.

“This is always my second favorite bit.” Rauru murmured against your neck aligning his blunter cock against your dripping entrance.

Feeling your cheeks grow warm you adverted your gaze for a moment, to curious for your own good. You couldn’t help but ask. “W…what is your favorite?”

“Why, it’s watching my Queen lose their fucking mind.”

A cry slipped passed his lips, his hand muffling the the sound of your voice as his cock slid into your warmth. Your eyes squeezing shut as your nails dug into his shoulders, feeling the soft fur. You’re never quite prepared enough not go almost cum the moment he slips inside of you. Your lower back now lifted from the wall.

“Such a good.” Pressing his snort to your neck you were finally able to find your voice. A cry that communicates your needs in a better fashion that you could ever put into words, you cum for the first time just feeling you love slowly slide deeper inside of you. His claws digging into your plump ass as he pressed you against the wall. Chuckling deeply, Rauru sunk his fangs into your neck, sucking at the skin enough to leave a mark. “I think my Queen is enjoying this.”

It was hard not to miss the look on your husbands face as he held your waist with a single hand. “Do not worry my sunshine. You will be happy in the end.”

Closing your eye, you tried to keep your thoughts coherent but it was like he knew what you were thinking. Perhaps it was written on your face right now, you could see it on his even though it was subdued. Every time your spasming cunt squeezes down on him, you can see and feel him pause momentarily, grunting in pleasure, holding back the urge to ravage your cunt.

Rauru always enjoyed teasing you, on his first outstroke you can’t help but groan deeply arching your back off the wall as the pleasure washed over you. The texture of his cock just rubs you in the most amazing way and with how you’re so fucking tightly wrapped around him that it’s impossible not to have the entire inside of your pussy stimulated every time he with draws and pushes in.

He always manages to steal your breath away as he knows it too. With a firm hand on your waist to keep you in place while he continues to pump into you, it does not take more than three strokes for you to come again, your hips bucking into his immovable grip as you cried out his name not caring who might hear as your eyes squeezed shut in the throes of passion as you felt your King quicken the pace.

You scream. You can’t help but cry out his name, your dress was now in tattered around your shapely hips as your legs were raised higher as he thrusted himself balls deep inside of you, feeling him gore harder as he pulled you in for a sloppy kiss.

Plunging inside your wet pussy, the Zonai brings you to another thundering orgasm, light dancing in front of your eyes as you shudder and buck against him. You did your best to keep your legs wrapped around his waist as your back stayed pressed against the wall letting the tidal waves of ecstasy wash over you with every single thrust.

His free hand reaching up to grasp your breast, massaging the nipple with one of his talons and finally after what feels like hours of having him between your legs you sense he is close to cumming, something you are far to used too.

It is the way he grunts deeply, the measures rolling of his powerful hips giving way to desperate savage thrusts. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoing across the castle walls. The closer he gets to his own orgasm the more of a beast he becomes, his speed increasing until you are loudly screaming his name, shaking in his grip.

When Rauru finally cums, both of you give long, loud groans of desperate relief as his thick hot cum begins to gush into your pussy, his knott swelling. A slight soreness hits you and er everything feels so incredibly good. Panting and moaning you slumped against your King, your face nuzzling into his neck as you did your best to catch your breath. “That…was fucking amazing.”

Snorting, Rauru gave the mark on your neck a small lick followed by a kiss to your temple. “It was worth the wait.”

Sighing, you could easily fall asleep like this but knowing Rauru and how long you both waited sleep was going to be for sometime.

“Are you ready for round two Sunlight?”

“Of course I am.”

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aspiring-writer-hidden-voice · 11 months

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BOTW Link X F!Reader ~ Pt. 4

You blinked up at the high cliff looming over above. It had to easily be four times the height of a Hinox, if not higher! The sounds of a horse came from its ledge. Following the trail of rumors portraying an equine fitting Epona’s description, the two of you eventually found yourselves nearing the Dueling Peaks. Link had gone on ahead, leaving you awestruck when he disappeared within a flurry of robin egg ribbons rising up to the sky. That reminds you to ask about that special device attached to his hip.

Over the wind you could hear his whistle, followed by a neigh and the telltale impacts of horseshoes against stone. Blinding sunlight threatened to obscure your vision if not for the traveler’s hood he’d given you. Which meant that you could see two figures become single to share a large shadow. Both of your brows furrowed when it neared the craggy rock’s border. Surely he wouldn’t think—

The answer came in the teeth hurting grind of steel versus stone as their combined figure slid a short distance down the mountain’s side.

“Are you out of your mind?!”

His head rose at your scream, hand smoothing his mount’s neck with long strokes as she nickered. This was the fastest route to get them down. Why were you complaining?

The tilt of his head earned your heart skip; now was not the time to think of how the motion made him appear as youthful as a Korok when paired with those confused eyes! “You’re going to get the both of you killed!”

Seeing your expression of panic somehow made his lips rise in their corners. Especially when your jaw dropped as he spurred Epona a bit farther downwards. She trusted in his guidance, as you have come to do so, and soon found stable footing. Now you were biting into the collar of your hood as if to hold back another scream when he moved again to another spot. You have so much to learn, he mused while watching you begin to pace in circles despite being unable to tear your eyes off of their form the perked as an idea came to his mind, maybe it’s about time for you to get a mount of your own. He spurred again, this time tilting to the left where another ledge would be suitable as a resting spot for the mighty horse.

“No, don’t! Not that way!”

Your warning came almost too late when Epona’s back right leg slipped out from underneath due to a hidden patch of pebbles however Link was quick shift his weight forward and closer to the mountain until it regained the lost footing after falling much farther than he cared for. A glance below revealed that your echoing scream of fear had drawn the attention of a nearby enemy camp. Azure eyes narrowed when spotting a black Bokoblin take interest in you. Even for him those particular monsters proved a challenge. Not near as much as a Guardian or Lynel but he was purposefully avoiding those until you’d gained more confidence in your skills and healed fully from the recent excursions.

If he had his way you’d never have to face such foes.

Epona nickered as if in agreement to his internal confession.

The heel of his boot met her side again when the monster’s curiosity turned into beastly hunger as its eyes met your being. One could not hurry on such a terrain as the mountain’s side, leaving him to watch with a quickening heart as you spotted the enemy then drew your sword. It wouldn’t have as much affect as the Master Sword in his possession, he’d given you a Traveler’s Sword for training purposes, which meant you weren’t going to do any damage at all despite your careful aim to its weak points. Each dodge stole his breath as you zig-zagged until rolling to stand behind the monster. Your form was near perfect with the arch of your back and weapon quickly rising to strike but the monster remained unflinching despite the blow.

If anything it appeared amused.

Every drop of blood within his body froze when it loosed an arrow and a cry slipped up your throat in response to it burying within your thigh. Crimson slowly soaked through your clothing until it dripped down your calf to pool upon the ground when you landed heavily. Despite the crippling wound you fought to dodge each arrow attempting to meet your being until the craggy rock met your back. Agony was written across your features as the Bokoblin licked its lips. It readied the bow crudely made from various teeth and bone, the arrow’s tip taking aim directly at your jugular, causing Link’s vision to completely become bathed in grayscale save for the blood being spilled.

Your head, and the beast’s, rose as the air was pierced by a battle cry. Epona was no longer gingerly making her way down the mountain but full on galloping with no care to the rocky terrain beneath her hooves courtesy of the rider whose gaze shone bright with anger. The oxygen within your lungs stalled when seeing not azure but bright red eyes locked upon the monster who turned to face the spot where horse and rider would eventually meet level ground. Blonde hair had turned silver, a stark contrast to its usual gold, while tanned skin had become pewter gray. Deafening silence filled your ears when seeing his expression to be one of wrath while wielding a darkened Master Sword lacking completely of its usual brilliant color or sheen.

What had happened to them?

In slow motion your gaze followed the swords trajectory, finding the Bokoblin to be it’s target. Fear clench your heart. What would happen to him if he fell the monster in such a state?

No sooner had the level, solid ground met Epona’s four hooves did you snatch the reins, hoisting yourself up into the saddle in front of him and spurred her with a shout. Another battle cry rose from the swordsman who attempted to steal the leather ropes back from you, as if he wanted nothing more than to turn back and fight the enemy. The leather bracers he wore did little to protect him when you delivered a gum deep bite to his hand that earned a shout of pain. Multitasking between guiding the horse and holding off his attempts was no easy task so it was none too surprising that a tree soon caused Epona to halt and the two of you to rocket over her head to land in heaps. Though the reins had left your hands the horse remained where she was, large eyes watching as you quickly took hold of the Champion when he made to stand.

“Release me!” He roared in a voice you didn’t recognize, those blood red eyes glaring with ferocity worthy of actual mythical gods.

Your head shook while using every bit of your weight to bring him to his knees despite his best attempts to free himself. It was when he made to adjust his hold upon the darkened Master Sword’s hilt that you saw an opening and delivered a swift hit to his wrist before the blade could protect it. The angle prevented you from putting a ton of force behind the blow but you succeeded in making him drop the weapon and twisted that arm behind his back with a roll of your body. His chest impacted the grass covered ground with a heavy impact, which meant you would have to apologize for it later, and quickly maneuvered so that you were practically sitting upon his back with a knee between his shoulders.

And still he writhed in attempts to free himself. Bucking, twisting, even rolling, the Hylian would roar in frustration when you remained. That is, until you brought your head down to whisper into the closest ear. “That’s enough.”

“Nothing more will be stolen from me!” Now you could clearly see the faint traces of brilliant blue within the black aura surrounding him. They radiated with anger which intermixed with this new persona, one you have yet to meet, that felt cold when it brushed against your being. Beneath them both was fear and loss. “I will not allow it!”

“No one wants to take anything from you,” you soothed while ensuring to keep your voice level and calm, “there’s no danger here. Nothing could take me away from your side”

Anger flashed within his gaze when it flickered back to meet yours. “Do not make false promises!”

“Are they false when the speaker truly believes in the words they say?”

Rain clouds gathered overhead, darkening the sky as droplets of moisture splattered across your skins. He finally stilled after several long, seemingly never ending minutes, the tension within each of his muscles rippling with twitches before relaxing. Seconds passed agonizingly slow as you watched the grayscale leave his being; silver returning to gold and red giving way to azure while the rest of him followed suit. Just before that persona could completely vanish you released your hold so as to rest his head upon your uninjured leg. “I would not wish to be anywhere else.” The lingering traces of crimson meeting your gaze before it disappeared completely with a blink.

Link instantly sat upright, eyes wide when they found the arrow protruding from your flesh, an unreadable expression crossing his features. “It happened again?”

Denying would do not one any good and it was be dishonest of you to lie. Truth, and understanding, were what he needed currently. That didn’t mean you couldn’t have a little fun. Your fingers lightly flicked his forehead. “You rescued me so I’ll let this one slide…”

One of his brows rose at your teasing tone despite removing the arrow with a yank that should have earned a scream of pain; the poor flesh of your bottom lip instead being victim to stifle the sound.

“…so long as you make me that special stuff.”

Doom settled over the Hylian. “Please tell me you don’t mean what I think you do.”

A smirk lifted your lips, the only answer he needed.

Epona and you patiently waited beneath one of the larger trees until he returned with a bottle full of sparkling pink liquid. A relieved smile raised his lips when you took a small sip that made your wound’s slow bleeding cease, another sip created a scab, third eased it closed, and the last few drops upon your tongue lifted the pink from your skin. Fairy Tonic; a miracle potion that could only be made with the blessing of fairies. He’d make it for you in the blink of an eye whenever necessary if it wasn’t so difficult in locating a fairy to begin with. Luck was on his side though, at least that’s how he would chalk it up to meeting a traveling merchant more than happy to trade it for a golden bottle within his possession.

A trade he deemed well worth it as you sighed while resting back against the tree looking more healthy by the second.

Even with that doctor’s medications you’d been left with a pale complexion and weakened strength with stamina near nonexistent. That Fairy Tonic was exactly what you needed. It was amazing for you to feel it seep into the various cells that constructed your body. Fancy mirrors or glass surfaces weren’t needed as your energy rose in levels that you’d forgotten existed. That was when you realized of the natural relaxed air between the two of you which allowed him to speak freely. It wasn’t as if he had been holding back, or you for that matter, just that sometimes silence was sacred. Heat slowly bloomed within your core. Did that make you special to him, special enough that he could openly express himself when in your presence? Your lips lifted into a small smile when feeling his gaze upon your being. “Keep staring and you’ll burn a hole through me.”

“Which one was it this time?”

Your eyes, which had closed, opened to find his back facing you though he turned so as to partially make it easier for conversation; an opening and sign he was wanting a verbal conversation despite the air of hesitancy coming from the warrior. Most times when this happened he would shut down and not want to talk about whatever presence had taken over his body. Really?, your raised eyebrow asked when finding his gaze shadowed, Are you sure you want to talk about that right now?.

His head bobbed in a nod while turning to face you fully. “Yes.”

Oxygen filled your lungs with a deep inhale. “I’m calling the one which reacts to the wolf-pelt Twi because I sometimes sense him around the twilight hour, as if its during that time the animal ferocity gives way to something more woefully human.” From the corner of your eye you could see the faintest appearances of large paw prints appear across Link’s aura but they remained at a distance before disappearing altogether. A new one took its place, this one familiar clouds that you’ve seen when near the ocean. “There’s one which reacts near the shoreline or large bodies of water that I’ve named Sea Song because it always seems to be fascinated with the ocean’s surf as if it were music.” The clouds rolled before also disappearing, this time something much more ancient taking its place and making your brows furrow when armor that you’ve never seen before appeared. “This one is old, much more than you are even with the long slumber beneath your belt, and there’s so much coming off of him that I can’t tell if he’s attempting to keep me away or ask for help. Time has not been kind to this one but it’s the name which I feel suits him best.” Just as quickly as it had appeared it dispersed like smoke to be replaced by the presence which had made you initially see the emerald’s innards. This persona, with its emergence which surrounded the two of you, brought with it the scents of clouds and flowers you couldn’t name. “Though the green which carries over into each persona’s palette stems from this one, I always feel as if the wind is rushing past with the flap of large wings. This one is Sky. It may be the eldest however there is expressive emotion shining within each facet of the gem.”

As you spoke of each in turn, Link felt them rise, as if coaxed with curiosity of what you had to say, leaving him to watch in awe as they seemed to accept your words without objection then withdrawing. Your eyes were darting around as if seeing things that were invisible nearly making him want to follow their path but he couldn’t look away from the near whimsical expression donning your face. It was endearing, awe filled, and kind. No judgement could be seen nor felt coming off of your form and truth rang within each word that left your mouth. From the tree’s canopy came a large drop which landed with a heavy plop sound upon his cheek then trailing downward to where it lingered upon his jawline.

“The one today,” you started slowly, crimson eyes pierced through his aura as if warning you to speak carefully, “it has the want to protect what’s dear to you so I believe it responded to your will. The transformation that came over for you I can’t explain but I felt no evil coming from you when it was present. If anything it was afraid and angry.”

The swordsman’s breath stalled when your expression became thoughtful, a single bean of slanted moonlight coming through the canopy above to bathe you within its pale glow while your gaze fell to the grass. A gentle breeze played with your hair, causing a few strands to fall where they threatened to kiss your cheeks, stealing his breath away at the gentleness filling your features.

“Most think that darkness is the root of evil, something I don’t believe in one bit. It felt pure, if you ask me, so Nox will be its name for now. Like a shadow he moved across the ground paying no heed to the danger under Epona’s hooves, so I should be upset, however,” a small smile lifted your lips, unknowing that its addition to the visage around you made his heart swell, “I suppose its thanks to him that you saved me once again and learn whatever it has to teach you like the others.”

Deep within his being he felt that persona rise as if threatening to take over then it was gone. Lingering where it had occupied was the emotion of loss, as if it had failed during its own lifetime. He couldn’t help feeling that it was a warning for him to be more careful.

One of your hands rose in a dismissive wave. “Take it as you will, you don’t have to believe me—” The sentence was ended with a surprised gasp as the Champion sat with a muted huff against the tree then tucked you protectively against his side after pulling the hood over your head. Your finger lightly tapped his knee that was closest, Enemy?

A single tap of his finger against the back of your hand was enough to make you still. He would never confess openly, that there was none nearby. Why did he keep you close even when dawn’s light approached the distant horizon? The answer was simple: he had to soothe that persona’s worry of your safety. Perhaps even his own.

Epona, on the other hand, had her own agenda, causing the two of you to separate with unified exclamations when she shook to rid herself of all moisture that resulted in drenching both of her riders.

….

An exasperated huff slipped from the Hylian as the shopkeeper refused the rupees upon the counter. The palm of his hand remained flat against the wooden surface, fingers fully splayed. An empty satchel lay limp against his hip.

“I’m sorry, but you simply don’t have enough.”

Azure narrowed incredulously. How is this not enough?

The merchant, a man whose hands wrung and radiated with greed despite the apologetic tone being used, resisted a cower beneath the hero’s gaze. “These are specialty items, sir, so I simply cannot let them go for a price they are not worth!”

It was as you walked past the doorway in search of the Hylian swordsman who had disappeared in the crowd that you spotted him, quickly moving to pull him away from the merchant with quick apology after slipping every rupee back within his wallet.Your hands were steady upon his being when he made to venture back inside and though he was strong enough to break you hold he didn’t. Instead he allowed you to lead him towards an area were a lot less people were clustered beside an ancient shrine which seemed to glow in greeting to his presence. It went unnoticed by him, though, judging from the way he plopped himself upon a rock with a deep frown.

Words would do no good here so you chose to remain silent while observing the bustling town beneath. It was by far the busiest you’ve encountered, largest too, No wonder you’d lost sight of him through the crowd. A sound interrupted your admiration of the village below and turned in time to see him vanish within a flurry of blue tendrils rising towards the sky.

Panic took hold of your heart with an iron fist.

Link had disappeared.

He’d left you behind.

Blood pooled along the split in your lip from the bite it suffered as you began to shake. Now was not the time to lose yourself! Where could he possibly have gone? And without any explanation to boot! Sure you had interrupted the conversation earlier at the shop but you’d felt as though he was fast approaching a line that shouldn’t be crossed if the merchant wanted to walk home tonight without a limp.

Had that earned you Link’s spite?

Stubbornness took panic’s place as your arms crossed. There was nothing for you to apologize for. Doubt made to cloud your conviction with whispers of how he may have grown tired of your company which were swiftly silenced with a huff.

“(Y/n).”

A shriek rose up your throat when realizing the huff you’d made had been accompanied by another’s, calloused hands landing upon your shoulders that earned a jump in the air. Fight instincts flared as your hands took fierce hold of a wrist then used every bit of strength to launch yourself backward to bring them over your shoulder.

He should have honestly seen it coming. The two of you have been traveling together for a while now, meaning he should have you figured out for the most part; being the Princess’ personal knight had forced him to deeply analyze a person the longer one spent in their company so as to better judge if they were threat or not. This situation was no different so Link accepted the toss which caused him to wind up flat on his back looking up at your fuming expression. Somehow, in some way, the other personas seemed to sympathize and support your actions, filling his mind with a few snickers while others rumbled lowly with suppressed chuckles echoed within his ears.

“You scared the ever living Hylia out of me!” You exclaimed, shaking your trembling arms in hopes of steadying yourself, cracks sounding when your shoulders rolled. A muscle within your jaw grew taunt when he simply laid in the position he’d fallen. There was no indication the warrior was going to get up anytime soon. Tears burned the backs of your eyes from the swirling emotions bubbling within your chest; relief anger, self disappointment, and something which warmed your chest that you couldn’t put a name to. Turning on your heel, you began marching down towards the bustling city, paying no mind those who had gathered at your shriek wearing expressions of curiosity. Large salty droplets spilled down your cheeks when coming to a stop within the square, furiously wiping them away with quick finger strokes, until a pair of hands gently stopped them.

Link watched as you walked away along the path downwards with a calm gaze. There was no need for him to pursue you, he’d find you anywhere across Hyrule no matter what stood in his way. Calamity Ganon himself couldn’t stop him. He sat upright with the snickers loud in his ears, tinting them pink, while checking his inventory. So long as the merchant would buy some things from him there would be more than enough rupees for what the swordsman needed.

People’s faces blurred as he sprinted towards a familiar storefront where he slid to a stop in a small cloud of dirt beneath his boots. Seriousness filled his features when opening the door with such force it bounced off the wall. Whatever argument that greedy man could have would be shut down by the talk of something he wanted very much: rupees.

The merchant made to reprimand the poor treatment of his property, raising his nose when noticing who was responsible. “Oh. It’s you again. As I told you before, the price is nonnegotiable. I refuse to go a single rupee under.” He turned towards a figure the blonde Hylian couldn’t quite see but that didn’t stop him from marching to stand before the counter. They were bent over something with intense focus despite the items being so small and the tools being handled a bit clumsily. With a groan he made to ignore Link if it weren’t for the multitude of gem currency which clattered across the stained wooden surface; green, red and blue intermixed until a single silver one sat atop of the mountain. Never had he seen so many in one place! A tongue slipped out to moisten his lips while meeting azure. “Impressive, I must say, however I’m sorry to say that it is not enough. And before you even try, I do not accept trades or offer to purchase goods from others.”

A vein appeared within Link’s temple while a twitch made his eye appear to almost blink then he vanished once collecting all the rupees he had laid out.

Silence hung in the air as the merchant seemed uninterested that his potential customer had disappeared. “Now then, where was I? Oh yes—” The hinge of his jaw gave way to hang openly when, in a flurry of blue, the blonde Hylian swordsman reappeared looking scorched with burns all across his being. “—By the goddess Hylia—”

Another display of rupees occurred, this one with the addition of several purple.

Greed was making the merchant salivate but still he remained diligent. After all, how could he give something that he’d lost several nights of sleep over making? It wouldn’t be fair if he did. The shake of his head was all the traveler needed before disappearing once again. He cast a glance to the side towards his guest, flashing an impressed smile. “Yes, that’s good. Very impressive!” Unmistakable clattering of rupees made him swing back around, this time finding Link soaked to the bone and a Sneaky River Snail slowly crawling up the blonde’s arm, the mountain now nearly dominated by purple rupees glittering with the occasional silver and much to his glee there was the addition of three shimmering golden gems. “Sold!”

Victory shone brightly within his gaze as the jewels were accepted into a box. Finally! His hands carefully accepted the item in question that had cost him so much, gently wrapping it within a spare cloth he had, before taking his leave.

“Well, that was quite the excitement. I wonder if he’s planing on wearing it himself.” The merchant pondered while accepting an offering from his guest. They were a pair of earrings made of a combination containing Luminous Stones and flint. “You sure you don’t want to have them made of something much more refined? Amber or perhaps opal?”

You shook your head, rising with a stretch. “These will be perfect. And thank you so much for teaching me how to make jewelry, they came out great thanks to your teachings.” A small box was offered as a packaging of sorts but you denied saying that they were meant to be worn not kept within the pocket. “How much do I owe you for the lessons?”

“Think nothing of it! You saving me from that ruffian was more than enough! If anything, I’d say I’m in your debt, so please do not hesitate to call upon me for more projects in the future!” A familiar expression of admiration filled his features. “And it is truly a joy to assist someone such as yourself, young lady.”

Somehow that bit of information may earn annoyance from a particular swordsman, you humorlessly mused while waving in departure.

Link was waiting for you beside the shrine, expression one of suspense and accomplishment. The earlier events nearly made you want to give him the cold shoulder however it dispersed when he gently used a hand to cover your eyes. Close them and don’t look until I say, the calm pulse whispered against your skin, I will explain everything if you do this for me. He did not keep you waiting long, with those feather light brushes against your head and weight subtly settling above your temples. “I heard you earlier admiring this at the shop,” he said slowly while encouraging you to lift your chin, traces of his gaze combing over every inch of where the foreign object settled upon your being, “I could not let something so befitting be passed over.” The tap of his finger against your chin was the sign to open your eyes. The Master Sword’s blade was inches from your face in succession to the singing note of metal and your breath caught at the image being reflected back.

A circlet, near a royal’s diadem family of jewelry, hugged your head beneath layers of your hair with highly polished metal hugging a single stone that created dancing rainbows across your skin which dangled square center of your forehead. Was that a legit diamond?! You became flustered when he confirmed your assumption. “Link, I can’t accept this! You spent so much on it! Maybe you should hold onto it to give Princess Zelda—” Your protest died when he pulled you forward, calloused hands teasing the sensitive skin of your jawline with slow deliberate strokes, his head bending until your noses threatened to touch.

Intense sincerity shone brightly within his gaze which refused to stray from yours. For you, they conveyed, only for you.

Who were you to deny such a lovely gift? And from Link, the Hylian Champion, no less? If he gave you such a thing then it was meant for you with a purpose that shouldn’t be questioned.

Gratitude filled you which manifested in the smile raising your lips and brief closing of your eyes, Thank you for such a beautiful gift.

Outwardly the swordsman would never admit the sense of relief which filled him at your acceptance of his gift. It became his turn for the palm of your hand to ease his eyes closed. He did so without question, even bent at the waist when your fingertip tapped his shoulders as if you were straining to reach something too high, and froze when those same scarred fingertips met the sensitive lobes of his pointed ears. At times their touches were gentle, ticklish even, others they were assertive with determination that sent tingles down the warrior’s spine. Breathing was suddenly much more difficult for Link when feeling your front met his due to loss of balance thanks to slippery grass and his hands reflexively took light hold of your waist to help stabilize you

Through your concentration a blush rose within your cheeks when feeling heat seep through your clothing sourcing from where his hands had fallen. The lump which had risen within your throat was forced down with a swallow, focusing fully on the last and final clasp that was to be secured before your hands fell to rest upon his shoulders. They slid down to splay their fingers across the span of his chest when he straightened with eyes still closed. Only when you had fallen still for a few seconds did his eyes twitch, asking for permission to open them, prompting them open when your silence was the only answer provided.

Your wide eyes weren’t locked upon the warrior but at something over his shoulder that filled your gaze with unadulterated terror.

Something he never wanted to ever see again.

Sanity strained within his being when hearing unmistakable snorts and grunts, telling him that the Moblin he’d been attempting to keep at bay, had succeeded in catching up finally. Flashes of that night shone brightly within your gaze as it became glazed over before it became razor sharp. All emotion vanished save for protective drive as you moved fluidly down upon a knee while notching an arrow that you struck across his closest earring, causing it to spark and flare with flames, before it was let loose to bury itself between the lumbering monster’s eyes as it prepared to strike with a giant club. The ground met your back when it howled with pain, wildly attempting to put out the flames which resulted in it teetering off balance that you used as an opening to lose not one but three more which also were sparked to flame courtesy of the earrings you’d made. They too buried themselves within the monster’s flesh, a dying bellow rising up its throat as it crumbled into red ash which dispersed upon the breeze.

Hylia above Link was feeling conflicted. The Moblin’s presence should have been noticed before now, how his guard had been lowered just because the village was near, then there was the blazing blood within his veins when watching you drop to a stance he himself knew and used. Concentration, determination, unwavering will, sharpened focus shone brightly within your gaze as the adrenaline which must have been coursing through your veins ebbed while rising to stand. No longer were you the fearful girl he’d found in the village’s remains after the Blood Moon. Standing before him was a proud, skill honed warrior who was unflinching when action was required. It was such a sight which, like the arrows, sparked brilliantly with a foreign emotion which left him in awe of your display.

Wait.

The arrows sparked on his earrings?

His hands rose, lifting the still bare blade of the Master Sword, to find that the old holes which had once contained a pair of earrings that were testament to his completing knight training were occupied by a new pair. They had been severely cracked over the years, had even fallen apart recently during a battle against another enemy, leaving his ears feeling bare and empty. Where had these come from?

“Those are my gift to you.” Bashfully, you tucked the bow into storage while turning away it hide the burning within your cheeks. “I know they aren’t like your other pair but these are made with flint so that you can create flame arrows or start a fire whenever you want. That way you don’t have to always hang on to all that flint.” The heat spread until it was taken over your entire body courtesy of him spinning you around, finding such a blinding grin lifting his lips that spoke of internal scheming. Embarrassment gave way to suspicion when his azure eyes shone brightly. His grin slanted into a smirk that threatened to make butterflies form in your stomach if not for the devious glint within Link’s gaze. You’ve grown to know that look all too well and bristled. “They do not give you the permission to commit arson!”

A near frightening smirk lifted his lips as a shadow fell over his eyes, making the devious glint shine brighter. “You said it yourself that I should do more of what I want.” Victory pounded his system like adrenaline when you failed to find a counter for your own words turned against you. His hand found yours, giving it a squeeze as if to reassure he wouldn’t go overboard with the power you’ve unknowingly bestowed, leading to stand directly in front of a certain merchant’s storefront. The plan to make him pay for the obscene pricing was put to rest when you hurried to explain it had been the same merchant who’d kindly assisted in creating the earrings he now wore.

To help him cool off, and yourself from the attempted surprise attack, the two of you decided to take a short walk towards the nearby river. The weather was mild with partially sunny skies with a cool breeze coming from the north. Not too horrible as you stretched high upon the balls of your feet. Excitement filled you when spotting something shift within the water. Maybe it was time to catch some fish instead of settling for mushrooms. They weren’t your favorite food in the world. Mixing things up shouldn’t cause any problems.

Only one thing held you back, earning the attention of a certain swordsman who curiously watched as you backed away from the water’s reach. The way you regarded the river was weary, cautious, a wrinkle appearing between your furrowed brows. He’s seen that expression a few times upon others so Link didn’t need you to say a thing as he walked over to stand beside you with a patient gaze. You don’t have to be afraid, his azure eyes conveyed when you finally looked up from the water, I can teach you.

A hard swallow sounded, sourcing from your throat. Every nerve of worry ebbed into one of fascination when he donned a set of armor made of scales and finned limbs. It allowed him to swiftly swim through the river’s currents as if they were nothing, even jumping up out of the water to perform an occasional flip before extending a hand towards you. “Oh, no, I’m fine,” you hurried to assure while moving backwards and farther away from the water, “I was just thinking about catching some fish is all—”

“If you don’t learn now, then how can you say that you’ve lived today?”

Flesh belonging to your bottom lip became caught between teeth.

He knew you wouldn’t be able to fight against that sort of reasoning, hence why he’d said it, fighting back a smirk when you hesitantly removed the outer layers of your clothing until all that was left were your modest undergarments. For a moment he tread water as you dipped one foot into the river. Perhaps it was that he’s never seen you in such attire that the sudden reveal of your body left him speechless. Your legs, calves, the curve of your waist and hips, shoulders, even the concealed mounds beneath several wrapping layers were all so befitting that it was as if the goddess herself took extra care to ensure your perfection. Link surged forward when your bare foot slipped on the river’s pebbled bottom, easily catching your form before it could slip beneath the water, soothing you with a hum when your flailing limbs latched onto his being.

The water was much warmer than you expected, helping to relax your muscles as the lesson began with simple kicking. You had to fight off giggles when a few fish though your toes were food. Though the river current was strong in some places the blonde haired Hylian ensured that you remained out of its reach so as not to be swept away. He assured that even if you were to be there wasn’t a force in Hyrule which could stop him from rescuing you. Brief panic overtook you when too much water for your liking entered your nose, making you gag and retch. Zora-Armored-Link hurried you to shore where he rubbed your back in soothing circles until you’d caught your breath, suggesting a break when noticing the subtle tremors of exhaustion within your limbs, only to find himself being tugged back into the water by your insistent hand.

Courage showcases itself in many different forms. Link himself was very familiar with its strengths and weaknesses. He learned a different meaning to the word when you allowed him to loosen your hold then to let you drift until at arms length. You had near death grips on his hands but nonetheless you were determined to learn while following his every instruction. Initially you’d been avoiding the river but now, with each passing second that you remained under his teachings, confidence was growing brighter within your gaze until finally you were able to tread water on your own.

“Oh, wow! Link!” You crowed, smiling widely, “Look! I’m doing it!”

You’d said the same words when successful brandishing a sword without its tip brushing the ground. It had taken you much longer than this simple swimming lesson, nearly a whole moon cycle if truth was told, but the elation upon your face currently reminded him of that night. How your being had been drenched with sweat that caused the simple tunic and pants you’d donned to stick almost like a second skin, unknowingly revealing the figure you’ve been hiding beneath his borrowed clothing.

When you had removed the obscuring attire while standing on the riverbank, he was not disappointed in the slightest by the revealing of your visage. That night, like today, he committed the mental note of ensuring you had your own wardrobe to better accentuate your charisma. He would see to it personally that every article within the collection would be worthy of such an individual.

Then a little voice in the back of his head, one that was his own and not belonging to an ancient persona, whispered, “no one should behold your beauty except for me”.

Shock filled him when a sense of possessiveness filled him. What was that just now? Had he really thought such a thing?

“I can’t believe I’m swimming!” Your smile and voice pierced through the fog beginning to close in on his mind, dissipating it to reveal you swimming towards him. Though he had drifted a bit farther down stream than he had internally marked as the boundary line, you were still working hard against the water’s pull to reach him.

Pride filled him as you slowly maneuvered in tight circles around his form. It was a small start but at least you now held survival skills in case you fell into deep waters. “I knew you could do it, (Y/n),” he praised while collecting you once again when exhaustion nearly made you go under, accepting all of your weight as he shifted to lazily float upon his back with your head upon his chest, “you did great today for your first lesson.”

Too tired to react, you simply groaned exasperatedly. If the sword or bow training had been hard you could only imagine how swimming lessons would be from here on out. Can’t wait, said your weary smile that earned his hand finding the back of your head where it bestowed a pet.

“Link!” Both of your heads snapped in the direction from a call, finding its owner to be a red Zora who flashed a bright white smile as you curiously removed a Sneaky River Snail that from the Champion’s arm. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

So I found this several years ago and just had to fit it in somewhere! I hope you all enjoyed the bit of fun! ~SuntoryAngel

Pt 1: Blood Moon Encounter

Pt 2: Distant Howls

Pt 3: Identities Unknown

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Pt 5: Between a Rock and a Wet Place

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