#ganondorf imagines

[imaginethezeldaverse]

I feel like you should type up something facesitting related about Ganon to make that ask reality (as much reality as you can get with fictional characters at least)

I…………………………………………………..oh my god okay yes

(this ask is in reference to this post)

“Sit” his voice commands from under you. The ferocity and domination in his amber eyes hold you in place, however. There’s apprehension pooling in your spine; youv’e worked your courage up to this point: kneeling just above his face but being unable to lower yourself any further your current frozen state. You had expressed a concern about bearing all of your weight on his face. A statement that simply lead to his laughter and in the exact position you were presently at.

Ganondorf’s tone drops a touch, thick fingers sinking into the meat of your thigh with a hint of power, “If I have to make you, rest assured you will lose the ability to walk for the remainder of the day. Sit.”

The whimper in your throat dies as you shift slightly, “A-Are…Are you sure?”

His snickering almost sounds threatening, a mix between devious amusement and an icy taunt. His hands glide up to sit at your hips now, pulling you down just enough so your thighs have no choice but to separate. He hums, the dark purr whirring in his throat as his breath rolls over your inner thighs - ghosting over what he’s finally exposed of you. The grip on your hips tightens,

“You could not hurt me even if you tried.”

Without another word, your body was yanked downward, your knees buckling completely as his mouth slotted over your heat. Doubled over from the rush of pleasure sending shockwaves through you, your hands finding purchase wherever they can roam - which for you seems to be aimless: the sheets, the long crimson locks of his hair, even mindlessly digging your nails into his forehead at one point. Ganondorf pinned you strategically to his face, his long, lithe tongue curling and writhing inside you, drinking from you as though he was a man desperately parched. Each salacious slurp and coiled lick around where you were most sensitive had your vision dotted in fading technicolor, your fingers unfurling and remaking the same fists over and over. Your voice had gone from breathy moans to full of on out-of-breath squealing when he maneuvered your hips to drag back and forth.

“G-Ganondor-ahh!” you whined, electricity zipping through your body at a record pace. His only response was a curt chuckle before lapping at you quicker this time. You were losing control, your body winding and unwinding, before crashing into a full spasm against his lips. With all the strength you could muster, your fingers locked into his fiery tresses, tugging at his scalp. Both of your breaths hitched in unison, though below you, Ganondorf instantly recovered, devouring you still through the tidal waves of your peak. Stuck in your throat was your voice, your hips able to do little other than rock over his still active mouth. Slowly his tongue ceased its ministrations, and you found the breath you’d be holding for the past several minutes. You shivered with ecstasy, chest heaving and lip trembling from the sheer strength of your orgasm. Your hand flattened out, untangling from his locks and bracing to lift yourself off of his face.

Oh but how foolish you were.

The same impassioned amber eyes kept focus on you, like a predator to its prey. His ears remained sharp at their catch of your confused sounds, especially when you can’t move away from him because he’s locked you in place.

It’s then you realize that Ganondorf was keeping true to his words. His previous brutish timbre rolls around in your skull, the reality sinking in when you realize his fingers haven’t moved an inch since he seated you onto his face.

You could only hope he’d be so kind as to carry you later.

#legend of zelda #legend of zelda: tears of the kingdom #loz: totk #tears of the kingdom #ganondorf #ganondorf x reader #nws #n$fw #totk ganondorf #totk fanfic #tears of the kingdom fanfiction #ganondorf imagines #ganondorf smut

[conceiteddemon]

Been playing Tears of the Kingdom

#the legend of zelda #tears of the kingdom #zelda breath of the wild #imagine being locked into an eternal cycle with your soulmates who are basically Jesus and the Devil #and the only other person who understands being displaced in time is that lady who did it to herself so she could launch you into the sky #and build iPads and blow stuff up #I know link & Zelda and ganondorf aren’t like Immortal immortal they reincarnate #but like apparently Zelda was fighting off calamity Ganon for 100 years while Link took a nap and didn’t age a day so #I choose to believe these bitches are immortal

[girlbogg]

hey has anyone else noticed that totk looks a lot like princess mononoke sometinms (<- guy who has never had an original thought)

#loz totk #zelda #ganondorf #tloz fanart #tears of the kingdom #tloz crossover #tloz au #i drew this back before i got very far in totk and i was convinced that the zonai would turn out to be dragons somehow #which wouldve made the game 150% cooler #i imagine eboshidorf would be kinda windwaker-esque #more like. reserved and genteel than totk dorf #trying to make a better life for his people but willing to kill gods and destroy the world to do it #meanwhile zelda lives in the forest and was raised by the gods (zonai) #and she meets link when he leaves his home village to find a cure for the gloom that is sapping everyone's health and nearly killed him #do you see my vision #my art

[heavendraven]

twilight princess ganon and his lovely curls have my whole heart

#my art #ganondorf #twilight princess #loz tp #tp ganondorf #yet another wip that I couldn't figure out how to continue. so here you go #I started to color it but I think it was best as just lineart #imagine how his curls would look if he let them down in this game😳

[yanderemommabean]

What do you think of Ganondorf just getting entirely pussy-drunk & feasting on his Darling?

Like, Yan!Ganondorf, but instead of hurting Darling if she acts up, he overstims her until she's a weeping mess & begging him to stop.

I feel he’s never the type to hurt his darling. Yes he’s incredibly intimidating and evil, the very embodiment of it, but I also feel he’s the type where if you do manage to make him love you (against your will or not) he’d never hurt you.

At least, not in the sense where you couldn’t recuperate.

You’ll definitely be weak, shaking, sweaty and sore when he gets his hands on you however. He’s so much larger you don’t really have a choice but to submit and allow him to remind you exactly who’s in charge.

Slow deliberate licks, languid and thorough, tasting your juices while you whine and squirm, but all you can do is sit there and take it as he takes his time (at first. First round is always the one he takes his time on. He likes to humiliate you by indulging in you).

After you climax from the worship, as he always wants you to feel like your body is godly, he then acts like a thirsty dog, lapping and sucking away, forcing those marked up thighs apart or locking them around his head, either way you aren’t getting away. He knows just how to flick his tongue, to nudge his nose against your clit, how to crook those fingers inside of you to have you screaming and jolting, clawing for any sort of purchase and grounding but ultimately you succumb and coat his face in your essence.

And it’s never enough. He wants more. More. More.

-Mommabean

#mommabean #yandere dubcon #yandere noncon #yandere ganondorf #yandere legend of zelda #yandere loz #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere lemons #yandere smut

[st-hedge]

Stop fucking flirting

#legend of zelda #loz: oot #ganondorf #link #ganlink #imagine this is the continuation to the old doodle I posted earlier

[ganondoodle]

the golden dragon zelda she only does the transformation for the final fight in the sky, here she is just after doing it chasing after 'ganondorf' to save link, she tackles and bites gan to make him let go of link

design notes:

(notes written here again for better reading) - horns are vaguely shaped like the hyrule crest - she has feathers and markings on the nose to reference owls - green mouth to switch the colors around (and neat contrast), bc gan has a blue mouth, zelda now has green, and if link ever was a dragon hed have it red -markings on the head feathers are a reference to the lil things satori and rumi (blupee?) have on their head

(totk rewritten project)

#ganondoodles #zelda #art #totk #ganondoodles rewrites totk #dragon zelda #also imo made her color design more harmonical .. (?) #also shes bleeding from her nose bc a transformation like that takes a toll on you #also i imagined it like #dragon gan caught both zelda and link between his teeth but she can wiggle free and falls #human zelda is falling and knowing she cant help link otherwise decides to do the transformation #trusting that link will save her at the end bc he has the remedy that she believes reverses the dragon thing #-believe- bc she doesnt know for sure so its still a huge risk #she does it mid fall and at first keeps falling as a dragon #since its a painful transformation and she needs to gather herself for a bit #but just above the ground she catches herself and flies upwards chasing after ganondorf #you know the scene in spirited away where wounded haku falls down that shaft and then catches himself just before reaching the pit? #like that in a way

[shannonsketches]

There's a meme going around to draw your comfort characters as the Steven meme.

Bowser's never been a comfort character for me, but thinking about how great an Illumination Smash Bros movie would be with these two having the dumbest greatest villain team dynamic has brought me SO much joy this year.

#ganondorf #bowser #I spammed chat about it once I have a VISION #Gan's so manipulative and Bowser's so stupid like let me do OoT Ganon + Bowser Villain Dynamic Duo for an Illumination Smash movie #after letting me establish Gan as a bastard cat in an illumination OoT movie obvs #Just please please PLEASE imagine Ganondorf trying to teach Bowser how to impress a woman with like. Common Courtesy. #Mario's training montage except it's Bowser getting Miss Congeniality'd by Hyrule's Most Wanted Diabolical Mastermind #and it's not even about how to be a good villain it's literally just how not to immediately fuck up with a girl you like #with gan becoming increasingly exhausted and bowser trying SO hard and Kamek being SO jealous Bowser has a new sorcerer bestie #who is very obviously using him and will throw him away by the end of the film -- leading to Peach genuinely sympathizing #until Bowser immediately fucks it up but in a less egregious way because he's trying and that's what matters kind of #AMA I have this whole plot in my brain aklsjdfa

[stormcallart]

mood

#link #ganon #zelda #legend of zelda #rehydrated ganondorf #linkxzeldaxganon #botw #ot3 #ganon now has a fanclub uhoh #Imagine having two hylians following you all over hyrule #ganondorf #loz

[lunian]

after my yellings so um AU IDEA with young boyo Ganondorf and theres A LIL BIT INTRO INTO IT 

he is very loud and dramatic idiot, yes

Next Part

#legend of zelda #zelda #queen zelda #hehehe #ganondorf #ganon #im lazy to think he could have another name #loz fanart #gerudo prince au #impa #loz oc #many ocs.... #loz au #mmm i need a name for it #the legend of zelda #tloz #myart #bc im more comfy with botw settings lets imagine its far away in the past idk #or whatever im kicked my ass for this idea already anyway

[2kmps]

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.

divider; @/rookthorneartistry

reposted from my deleted blog: cardeneiv

please interact or reblog if you enjoyed it!❤️

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[imaginethezeldaverse]

The Desert's Moon (Ganondorf x Reader) (NSFW)

Welcome, welcome to the 100 follower fic I set all those polls for! You all chose and waited so patiently, so please allow me to give you the winner: a good fic with our big bad guy, Ganondorf (Tears of the Kingdom version). This will be nsfw, and just to be safe, be wary of any spoilers below the cut, okay? For this fic I'm running with an idea that was dropped in my inbox - initially I had planned to make it a simple headcanon post, but since he won, I'm writing it as a full blown fic instead. Thank you all for voting, it sincerely means a lot, I cannot believe even more of you have followed me since then. The comments and appreciation from you all truly makes my day. 🥹 As for the theme: you are inexperienced (we'll even say virginal) and Ganondorf here is going to be your first. Let's explore that together, shall we? Reader is gender neutral for all to enjoy. I sniped some fictional Gerudo language from here because I mean Ganondorf is a Gerudo man...he definitely should be able to speak the language.

Ganondorf is intimidating, this much is true. His demeanor exudes power in all things he does: fight, lead, and even fuck. He's had many a partner, his skills as a lover growing with each encounter of his past. He is not unfamiliar with experienced partners - and he will show you the patience and slowness you deserve.

The key is for you to be honest with him. Should you try to front as though you are experienced in sex, just know that he can see right through you. Ganondorf's read on body language is exceptional - so the slight shake in your body or the quiver in your voice is an immediate alert to him that you aren't what you're trying to portray yourself as. To your benefit however, he'll most likely find this cute. You attempting to be brave and take him head on is adorable, even though you have no idea what you'd be getting into (or really what would be getting into you). Being upfront however is not without its loss - you'd gain his respect and potentially a chance to call him an equal, he likes the idea of a long-term partner who can be honest with themselves as well as him.

For a man of his size and status, he's quite gentle. He offers to hold you first in your nudity, get you used to feeling his body against yours. Ganondorf will most likely seat you in his lap, with your legs splayed open over the length of his hips and thighs. Should you shy away or find yourself embarrassed by the less than polite way you're sat on him, he'll simply chuckle, reiterating that this is to acclimate you. His hands will find a place on your thighs, unmoving, but present. "Touch me anywhere you'd like," he offers, the rich amber of his eyes meeting your own. Setting the pace in your favor will help ease some of your apprehension. Your hands explore the planes of his body: his adept, powerful hands; the sizable, muscular curvatures of his forearms and biceps; over the thickened bands of his shoulders and down to the broad expanse of his chest. He's a mountainous man in size and that alone has you a tiny bit afraid, but you also can't deny that being able to trace your fingertips over the patterned tattoos that stretch across his muscles doesn't elate you.

When your hands finally cup the wide angles of his jaw, you find the pluck to once more lock eyes with the Gerudo chief. There's something unreadable swimming in them: whether it's tenderness or restraint you aren't wholly sure. His arm wraps around your lower back, bring you ever closer to him in a swift push. Your hands remain on his face, lips inching closer. Ganondorf doesn't kiss you. No, he wants you to be the one to take the honor of taking the first step. The world talks of his lust and greed for power, and make no mistake, the rumors are very much true. But this - intimacy with you - Ganondorf knows better than to rush. Taking you by force serves him little, and there is humanity in him still that bars him from wanting any harm to come to you. To feel your body yearn for him willingly only makes that much sweeter. Your breaths mingle momentarily, your heart pounding in your chest until you finally take the plunge and seal the gap. You're chaste in your kiss, timidity holding your tongue. No matter, the sensation of his thick digits roaming over the curve of your ass has you gasping enough against his mouth for him to coax you into a deeper kiss. Unbeknownst to you, your head tilts naturally, angling so that you can continue the kiss comfortably. You let go of his face, your fingers sliding into his long vermillion locks. There's a sound vibrating at the back of his throat that hits your ears so pleasantly - the simple soothing sensation of your hands in his hair delights him, so naturally he wants you to know it. The kiss builds heat, your body slowly beginning to want his hands to move beyond your backside. You lean into him, pressing your chest to his and linking your arms around his neck. The smile that curls his lips upward is something you can feel, and you almost smile back - but his hands that have now occupied a space on your hips are dragging your body over his lap. Ganondorf parts from your mouth, watching you bite your lip as he slowly grinds you over what you realize is his length beginning to grow rigid beneath you. Breaths slowly starting to come in shudders you snap your eyes shut, focusing on how his length slides teasingly over where you biologically know he's going to be soon enough.

"Do you feel me?" he purrs, dark tiger eyes trained on your flushed features, "Do you feel my want for you? My desire?" Your thighs are seeking one another to lock this feeling between them, but his hulking mass keeps them widely separated - your center at the mercy of his ministrations. Seeking purchase, your nails dig into his shoulders, earning a pleased rumble from the man. His lips find the hollow of your throat, easing pointed kisses and gentle bites to your sensitive flesh. Soft moans sound angelic to Ganondorf's ears; with ease he lifts you into his arms, your legs still very much wrapped as best as possible around his torso. Smooth, crimson silks caress your back as you're laid across the stretch of his bed. He doesn't stop kissing your body, only proceeds to move down it. Your collarbone, your nipples, the softness of your stomach: all places his lips tease and touch. He drinks your whines and whimpers in as though starving, an innate need to hear your voice call out to him ever growing. Still, he keeps slow. Rough finger pads glide down your body, stroking and fondling a pathway until he settles on his knees, with your legs splayed open by the sheer width of him. Those kisses that traveled now dot their way from your knee and inward. Your breath hitches, you know where he's going...you desperately want him there. As he reaches closer and closer, you shudder out, "P-Please...Gan..." Those initially amber slits, now ochre with hunger, slide up to see your face. Your cheeks are stained with reddish hues with your chest rising and falling faster than before.

"Is there something you need?" the timbre in his voice makes somewhere your stomach clench. How is it just his voice makes you feel this way? What kind of spell has he cast on you? Though your mind tries to wrack itself with answers, it always circles back to the lips that are nipping at your inner thighs. He places a kiss just close enough for you to feel his breath over your sex and you swallow thick with the gasp that tries to free itself.

"Your...mouth..." says you in a shaky whine, "Please..."

Like satin and fire, his chuckle is both suave but with the promise of something vile. A strong grip parts your legs further, holding you wide open. You try desperately not to look at how he drinks your nudeness in, fearing that you seeing the sheer lust flashing across his strong features will have you curl into yourself.

His mouth descends.

You gasp sharply.

Hot and wet is his tongue against your opening, circling your responsive flesh, his eyes never leaving your face. Ganondorf watches on as his silver tongue devours you, each lap and suck at you surging pleasure through your limbs. With one last scoop at your hole, he drew back. There was a question at your lips when you felt him retreat, but before you could even get a word out, you felt his finger carefully slide into you.

"A-Ah!" you mewled, then hissed. Given the size of him overall, even his fingers were substantial in filling you somewhat.

"Shhhhh," Ganondorf hushed your seizing frame. A hand came to your thigh, his thumb stroking in soothing circles the same time his opposite finger exited you, "Relax, my va'ina, you'll need to be much more open if you plan to take me." Your body shudders as you breathe, willing yourself to relax yourself in his ministrations. Having already gave you some slickness there, his finger meets less resistance than normal. His eyes roam your figure slowly, watching all of the small shivers and shakes that begin to build as his digit steadily works in and out of you. A spark of want pulses up your hips, with each coax of his finger you felt tiny rivulets of desire multiply inside you.

"Ganondorf..." came your gentle plea. This feeling was slowly starting to feel inadequate, your hips moving ever so slightly to try and chase the sensation of fullness. Chuckling at your urgency, the Gerudo chieftain withdraws his finger - adding another and sliding back into you. Eyelashes aflutter, you mewl at the sensation of being filled once more.

"There we are," he mused, smirking at the way you're snatching your bottom lip between your teeth. Gradually his fingers stretched you open, separating minutely as he fed your body each stroke. As soon as you had acclimated, you found yourself once again needing more. His hand, though making you feel good, was simply proving not to be enough. Ganondorf recognizes this as your features scrunch with some frustration. You need him, don't you? You need more than just two measly fingers to give you the passion that you seek.

"Your body seeks more than my current attentions I see," he says matter-of-factly, withdrawing his now very wet digits.

You turn your head away to blush, being read like an open book made your body burn with some embarrassment. Yet Ganondorf understood. He lifts your leg by your calf, pressing a kiss into the muscle there. "No worry, I'll give you everything you seek." He sits upright now, towering over your supine frame, a hand at each of your knees. You know what comes next, and though you tremble under him, there's a fire in those eyes of his that keeps you brave. Fingers descend upon his. He catches your gaze, doe-like and nervous, but no sign of withdrawal within them.

"You'll go slow, won't you?" you ask him, your heart mere seconds away from jumping out of your chest. There's an expectation for him to laugh at such an innocent, if not naïve question - but he surprises you when his hand takes your chin between two large fingers and keeps your eyes to his. Softness unlike you've ever seen in him stares back at you. "I wouldn't dream of bringing you harm, va'ina, you're safe with me." His words bring you comfort, allowing you shut your eyes in readied bliss. To reflect this, you spread your legs further apart, "Then I am yours, Ganondorf."

His lips find yours, hungry in its kiss. As his tongue melds against yours, he slips a hand down to grasp himself. You feel the slight shift of his body on yours, strong thighs flush to the backs of yours. He parts from the kiss, though his face remains close, "Ready?" Unable to trust your voice, you simply nod. His muscular frame surrounds your body, encasing you in his warmth. With your hands braced on his shoulders, you inhale sharply when he presses into you. Considerable length and girth stretch you far more than his fingers could even attempt. He's slow, methodical in his pace. So much so that he stops, just past the head of him, the second you tense in his arms.

"Breathe..." coaches Ganondorf, his voice showing the tiniest hint of strain. Though shaky, you try to follow his advice, and it calms your body enough for him to advance. Your mouth drops open from the pressure, hands gripping his shoulders for purchase as another inch fills you. The man above pecks loving kisses to your face as he sneaks a hand downward. He revels in the pleased gasp you let out when his fingers stroke your sex, "That's it...open up for me..." With him steadily plunging into your depths and the deliberate tease of his hand at your most sensitive area, you recognize that same spark from earlier.

Want. Need.

He slides in further still, about at halfway down the whole of him now. His hand doesn't relent on your flesh, easing over you with the intent to build the ecstasy he knows you're absentmindedly chasing. Ganondorf has every intention to bring you to rapture, but again - at your pace. There's a tremor in your thighs that shakes against his hips, he gives you more of him; but the noise you let out this time is a moan muffled only by the barrier of your bitten lip. He grins at this, supply your body with just a bit more. No reaction this time - you were getting used to him. His fingers stroke you for a few more counts, this being just enough for you to take him all the way to the hilt. You keen slightly, so impossibly full and almost dizzy from how overwhelmingly large he feels inside of you.

"Stay with me, love" he whispers, his opposite thumb stroking your cheek. The deep octave of his voice and the tender caress soothe you enough to lean into his touch. Ganondorf captures your lips once more, this kiss slower than the last. His hips remain still though his tongue ravages your mouth, and it pulls a licentious moan from you; the knowledge of him locked deep inside you as he kisses you so fervently has you yearning for what you know you want most. His mouth moves into your neck, and without hesitation your fingers bury into his fiery mane. There's a slight withdrawal of his hips, and you welcome the feeling now, the minor shift of friction feeding into a feeling at the most basic level of your instincts.

"More," your quivered voice speaks in his ear, "P-Please."

He's touched at your politeness, though it's unnecessary. You are a being to be worshipped in this regard, though you didn't realize it, you would never need to beg from him. Touching his forehead to your own, Ganondorf rumbles deep in his chest, pulling almost all of the way out of you before sliding all the way back in. "Nnngh, yes..." Ah, all he needed to hear. Adept hands place themselves at two points: a fist near your head for steadying, and a hand bracing underneath your back to keep you there. Leisurely, shallow thrusts easily evolved into deep, harder strokes. Your body would transform - blossom from tightly wound and tense to fully open and wanting.

The Gerudo male knows you're fully spellbound by your lovemaking when your nails begin to bite into the muscle of his shoulder blades - a most welcome pinch of pain. He's fully working you into you now, his hips immovable pistons to fuck you fully now. Your sweet and soft moans were climbing in crescendo, his name tumbling in slurred syllables off your honey covered tongue. Unable to stop himself now, Ganondorf growled into the junction of your neck and shoulder, pulling your body as flush to him as he could.

"Ah, ohh, mmf! Ahhhh G-Gan," you whined, clinging to him, "My body's on fire...I nghh I...!"

He feels you tightening around him, his pants are harsh as they dampen your skin, "Let it happen...let me have all of you." With only a few strokes of him you fall apart in a scream, your body winding up impossibly tight and then loosening entirely. The orgasmic pulse of your slickness around him milks him with an ungodly grip. He fucks you as fast as your body will allow, a few resounding claps against your flesh combining with the cries of your slight overstimulation that finally bring him to his own end. His strong fingers dig into you as he cums, hot and fast, in a wildly indecent roar. Your hands hold him in his place on your body, welcoming every drop of the licentious liquid that he spills inside of you. His hips begin to slow, still sliding in and out of your now sopping hole, and though you were already long finished, you moan at the sensation of his cock pulsing and feeding your body even now.

When he finally can take no more, he pulls from you entirely in a rough grunt. You feel the weeping of his seed from your entrance, but you are far too exhausted to care. Your body hums in pleasured bliss, but your limbs, so worn from a use you'd yet to experience until today, feel akin to lead. Never an issue, however, as Ganondorf carefully maneuvers you both so you can rest comfortably: with you at his side. His fingers traced the curves and lines of your body in silence, your hand and head rest at his chest.

"Gan...?" your voice barely above a whisper.

His eyes lazily move to you. Your heart flutters with candid bravery, "...I love you."

He smiles at this. Fitting words for a connection as deep as this. His hand covers your head, pressing you closer to his chest in a protective maneuver. Ganondorf is anything but vulnerable...but even a man as mighty as he isn't incapable of feeling.

"You have my heart, va'ina. You are mine as I am yours."

You hum contentedly, happy to fall asleep in the arms of the man who loved you.

#He's evil as all hell - but he can have a tender moment in time #as a treat #this is NOT beta read #legend of zelda #legend of zelda: tears of the kingdom #totk #tears of the kingdom #loz: totk #ganondorf #totk ganondorf #ganondorf x reader #x reader #tears of the kingdom fanfiction #totk fanfic #ganondorf imagines #ganondorf smut #nws #n$fw #first time #gender neutral reader

[kagoutiss]

divine intoxication

#tloz #ocarina of time #oot #ganondorf #i think abt how oot was the first time he’d ever transformed into beast ganon and i cri #and how it seems like in any scenario where he gets to return to being a human he tries to stay that way #or at least not be controlled by a power that turns him into something else completely. like make it into a puppet he can control #and even in TP when he turns into dark beast ganon it looks like he was initially trying to reform back into a human but lost control #and doesnt even. try to go back to that form. doesn’t even acknowledge it just fights you as a human for the last 2 phases #i feel like while ganondorf and ganon are the same actual person their mental states are just so far deviated from each other that it’s #frightening for ganon to imagine being reduced back to a human being with no power #and frightening for ganondorf to imagine returning to a state that is completely uninhibited and often devoid of rational thought #which to me is like. an extreme version of having severe mood swings. or being on/off medication and feeling like 2 different people #idk its interesting. ganondorf ganon dichotomy my love

[ovegakart]

Me to myself; wouldnt it be So Fun and not overwhelming at all to add all the links and zeldas that only represented as costumes to hyrule warriors?

Me to myself; WOULDNT IT BE FUN TO ADD SHADE LINK TO HYRULE WARRIORS

#hyrule warriors #Thoughts #The other links i think are classic sky wild time and twilight #Im fairly certain classic is supposed to be link from Z1 and Z2 but he also looks like alttp link? #This would be Cia's fault #Imagine Ganondorfs FACE

[bloobluebloo]

Anyways imagine, as a chief who has sovereignty over his own lands, having to apologize to a “king” who does not have any claim to your land, or even the land he claims as his kingdom for that matter, for failing to respond to **several** invitations to give up your land in exchange for some fabricated sense of protection. There was no coercion at all there; Ganondorf should have gone running with his Gerudo ladies straight to Rauru the second he received such a prestigious opportunity and kissed his feet for such a generous offer, of course.

#looking at my notifications and seeing anything with this fealty scene come up #I always think of this #like imagine the restraint ganondorf had to exercise to not just strangle rauru on the spot #like who the hell are you to claim you can protect my lands better than I can? #maybe Ill make a better king of hyrule what about that? #ganonthots

[yanderemommabean]

I’m gonna be honest. I want the reader to be the first person Ganondorf has had sex with in 10,000 years and it feels so good he gets pussy drunk.

Has to bend you over the table after breakfast because he can't help himself. Gets hard just from hearing you moan when you stretch or feeling you tug his hair a bit too hard when brushing it.

Dude salivates thinking about the sweat dripping down your body from the desert heat, wanting to lick it up while stroking his cock lazily. Thinks you sitting on his face is heaven but so is having you on your back with your legs on his shoulders as he takes what he wants and gives you a pleasurable torture.

Likes to fuck his own sloppy seconds, watching your small body twitch and writhe while trying to process the fuck session that had just occurred, flushed and wrecked, makes him ready to go again in no time.

And all you can do when he wants more is try to crawl away,but he just grabs your ankle and easily pulls you back for more.

Can you really complain though?

-Mommabean

#yandere lemons #yandere smut #mommabean #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere ganondorf #yandere legend of zelda #yandere totk