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miharuki · 3 months
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𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋
I came back from the short hiatus, I ended up resetting my cell phone and PC, so I still couldn't find the stories that were in my Google documents, why do I have many Google accounts , and look what Google accounts I have.
Anyway, I'm here to say that I'm UPDATING my masterlist, and that I'm adding new things to the list, anime and so on.
Speaking of which, I finished mashle, and I loved it, it has a place in my heart
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moonhasmanyanimals · 30 days
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Dink is link or unknown as he calls himself, just the darkness within his heart,
Everyone says that he can't love, because he can't feel it
People say that something so heartless couldn't, not at all
Until you came...
This is your fault why he likes you so much
You should have listened to them
He keeps you in the dark, literally
He says he loves you but you know it's not true.
Something like him can't love
he can't
but he holds you with such warmth you can't help but feel that way.
How he courted you was uncanny and odd
It started with burning roses, then to books on dark spells, then to monsters dead at your doorstep
before you know it...
there was a beating heart at your door and a little note
it said;
"Everyone said I can't be with you, my master, the hero, the princess in my realm and in yours, but I do. I love you so much that you make him feel like I have a heart, it feels like there is something beating in my chest when close to you, barely grazing my shoulder, barely being able to see me in the dark, but it's ok, you'll understand soon
Your love.
Unknown"
Unknown was written in blood with an odd odor... but that's all you remember before being held in a dark room with warm, strong arms wrapped around you.
You couldn't help but enjoy it
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I had to feed you guys something,
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yandereunsolved · 25 days
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☾ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 Yandere Dark Link 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ☾
"Who are you? Where am I?"
"As intoxicating as your fear may be, I wish not to harm you—yet."
"Where are you? I can't see you. It's so dark."
"The realm of shadows, where all evil things lie. This is where the monsters your companion so... 'valiantly' fights spawn from."
"You are an enemy of Link...? S-Show yourself!"
"Dear one, you can't see me here. I can see you. All of them can see you, but none will harm you. For I am their ruler."
"Y-You didn't answer my first question."
"I am him."
"Impossible!"
"I am his darker version, his counterpart. Some call me "Dark Link", but down here I am addressed as Unknown."
"...Unknown?"
"Now, now, I don't want to bore you with such a frivolous backstory. There are only two things of importance you must know. Number one, Link will never find you among all of this darkness. You will not be saved, ever. He will forget about you and wander back to his Hylia carbon copy. Two, you are mine and mine only. Understand?"
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Dark Link Headcanons
WE NEED MORE DINK LOVE 🖤
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⚠️This is a mix of fluff and nsfw so please read at your own risk. NSFW will be under the “read more” This is more fem!reader leaning the names Princess and Sweet Cheeks are used.⚠️
My boy is definitely down-bad for you. It takes awhile but when his obsession love hits, it hits hard.
Dating him can definitely be a rollercoaster.
One day he’s all over you, and then the next he’s sarcastic and teasing you all day.
He still loves you though.
He’s not a cuddler, but he is definitely a kisser.
He especially loves kissing your neck and lips.
He likes trail kisses up and down your neck when you’re not expecting it or when he’s in the mood.
He loves how your lips feel against his.
He thinks you taste good and he likes to assert dominance in his kisses.
He’ll put one hand around your waist and the other in your hair or behind your neck and keep you against him.
He can be pretty cheesy sometimes, especially when trying to kiss you. I don’t know if he means to, but I think it’s cute.
”C’mere Princess, your lips are looking a bit lonely.”
He will hold you so tight in bed, especially in the mornings. He doesn’t care if you’re going to be late for something, he wants his morning time with you.
”Stay a little longer sweet cheeks, your meeting can wait.”
Now we move to the more nsfw portion so children please leave. Mention of degrading
My boy is definitely a degrader.
He’ll call you all sorts of things too. (I won’t go into detail though just for anyone that is uncomfortable by that.)
He’ll fuck you all sorts of ways too.
He tries everything at least once, from bondage to public sex.
His favorite positions are definitely missionary, doggy style, and probably 69.
THIS DUDE IS A CHAMP AT EATING YOU OUT
OOMMMMGGGG
HE COULD DO IT FOREVER
He will even let you sit on his face too.
He’ll coax you into doing it if you’re nervous and then when you’re not expecting it he’ll grab you by your thighs and start sucking on your clit.
He’ll do it as long as he wants too, meaning he’s not letting you go until he’s done or until you tap out.
Speaking of which, I don’t think he would have a specific safe word or way of saying to stop. You would probably have to be the one to put that in place in your relationship.
Also, if a safe word does get established it’s going to be the most random word like ever.
To be honest, he’d probably vote for something like mushroom, he’d probably try and be funny and mention like bokoblin as one.
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yourlocaltreesimp · 7 months
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Dink headcannons because I said so.
This is a small hold over/teaser for my series which you all voted on. Hope you enjoy~
TW: Yandarism, Violence, obsession
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Dark Link was a lone man. He was made with that in mind. A puppet to gannon, a means to an end. And when it was all said and done, he ment nothing. He supposes that’s why when he caught you, he didn’t kill you as he originally planned. You were his opposite just as much as Link was, and so you should die by the principle… But met with your limp body in his arms he understands that you’re the only other one that gets it- gets him. You watched as he did. You could do nothing but watch as the world fell. You hadn’t much influence besides your voice. That ever so familiar whisper that followed the ‘Heroes’ around. You too werte nothing but a means to an end. Him for Ganon, You for Hylia.
He doesn’t understand why you don’t listen to him, however. He has -or rather, the shadows- watched you drift through history and time, solving puzzles with ease. And yet when you’re met with him, you cower. Your heart races, and he feels your pulse rise and rise and rise. And he later find himself bargaining that your adrenaline, your fear, was the most feeling he’s felt… ever.
And yet, in spite of his watchful eye and his careful attempts to pry you away from the heroes that do nothing to weigh you down… you do not run to his arms.
But that’s ok.
You just have to learn.
He did too.
You’ll see the heroes do nothing but pull you down. Nothing but a chain tying your wrists. And head break every link in that chain if it ment he could have you.
The shadows speak to him, a void stretching between universes. One he can poke holes through. One that bends at his will. One, for which he is king.
And all he had to do was learn.
The shadows like you, at least. They’d whisper you comforts when you cried, they’d keep away any monsters their king didn’t make. How could they let anything befall you.
Except from him, of course. They know he’ll make it better. That he’ll get you to stop ignoring them.
You just need to learn.
I’m sorry, My dear. I cant save you this time. We both know this story hasn’t ended yet.
Besides. Our creations get the better of us sometimes.
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chocoshrooms · 11 months
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Can I have yandere Dark Link, yandere BEN Drowned with y/n as a bride (or a bridal y/n try to escape lol)? 🥹
:: YANDERE! BEN Drowned & Dark Link, BRIDE! Reader ::
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TW: nothing too horrible, just a bit sadistic on some parts but that’s really it
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| Dark Link
:; you have anything you could ever want, why would you try to escape him? he spoils you (with stolen money of course), you have the newest gowns on the market, the finest shoes, and the shiniest jewelry princesses all around yearn for
:; maybe it’s the way his claws wrap around your throat to stop your breathing after he found you halfway out a window to freedom, or the way his jealous eyes pierce into your soul while you’re speaking to his guardsmen, unbeknownst to him begging them to help you find a way out
:; little do you know, he knows how you beg them to help you find a way out, he knows everything and will always know everything you do, everywhere you go, every time your heart beats, he knows that, too
:; but, you’re his everything. his beautiful, perfect princess and soon to be bride. he asked you to be his bride a year prior, showering you in gifts and throwing a small ball, the guest list only including the two of you. did you think he’d let anyone else in the castle you share? definitely not. his princess isn’t allowed visitors, he’s the only person you need
:; he planned the wedding by himself, assuring you that “his bride does not need the extra stress of doing the planning theirselves”. everything has to be perfect and expensive for his bride, from the decor hanging from the ceilings to the red bottom heels you’d be wearing
| You stared into the full length mirror, barely recognizing the reflection looking back. Just as promised, Dark had you fitted into red bottom heels, a tight but flowing matching wedding dress, and the longest veil you had ever seen. You just had your makeup and hair finished by the maids of the castle, who silently dolled you up. You knew their silence was not because they were displeased with you, they all just lacked a tongue, tongues that dark link had cut out of their throats when they first started leading you to freedom when you first arrived. Their punishments were because of you. Maybe it was best they could not speak, you would not know what to say to them anyways besides “i’m sorry”.
The maids exited the room in a scurry, hearing him coming before you could turn around and see where they had gone. Dark Link entered just as the door shut, a grin adoring his handsome face.
“Ah, what a beautiful bride you are, y/n.” He cooed, stepping further into the room to admire his woman in more detail. He waltzed around your gown, running a finger along the veil fastened to your head, all the way up until his hand rested upon your shoulder. You looked away, avoiding his prying eyes.
“Simply gorgeous,” he whispered, brushing the back of his fingers against your cheek. You bit your lip to avoid pulling away from him.
“I assume you think the same?” Dark asked aloud, still gloating on how beautiful you were, taking in all the details of you. “If not, I’ll have some punishing to do.”
Your eyes snapped up to his, meeting his unwelcoming red irises. He still had that stupid grin on his face.
“That would be highly unnecessary, Dark. I feel fine.” You tried not to snap like you did, but the way he was eating you up with his eyes angered you. This is not what you wanted, to be his prisoner and now be forced to marry him.
“Perfect Princess. Then we shall begin the ceremony, eh?” Dark stared at you for a second longer, almost begging you to grimace so he could wrap his hand around your throat. He fantasized the thought, gripping your throat in that pretty wedding dress of yours, he had to shake it away before he got too carried away. Thankfully, you smiled up at him with a small nod. He knew it was fake but at least you did not snap at him.
“Lead the way, beautiful.”
:; the wedding went as planned, only the two of you standing under the alter. Dark played all the roles, smirking while doing so
:; when he got to the “i do’s”, your mind screamed at you to say no, but the way he stared down at you like a piece of meat had you whispering a soft, “i do”, tears dripping down your cheeks when he pushed the diamond onto your ring finger
:; Dark could only smile, and being the devil he is, leaned down to kiss your cheek while you cried, savoring the taste of your tears before repeating the same “i do” and pulling you down to kiss your lips
:; to anyone else this would have been the ideal wedding. expensive, oh so beautiful, and the way Dark placed his hand on your back to swoop you downwards into a kiss was so blissfully perfect, you felt drunk when he brought you back up to your feet
| “Oh my beautiful girl, I knew this was the perfect moment, but the tears just pulled everything together,” Dark’s hand remained pressed into your back, the other fanning against your chest to hold you steady on your feet.
You almost felt sick and so dizzy on your feet, but his hands on you were the last thing you wanted. Without thinking, you attempted to push away from him, but his grip started to tighten.
“Ah, ah, ah, princess,” Dark’s tone was threatening, but the realization of what just happened was finally hitting you, and it was hitting you hard. This is not what you wanted. To be married to this demon? No, you wanted to be free. You needed to be free.
With a hard push, you freed yourself from Dark’s grip, startling him a bit. Surprisingly, he took a step back, but the way his eyes narrowed, you knew his anger was only building up.
You dashed off towards the doors, your dress and veil flowing behind you.
Dark watched you run off, only smiling at your feeble attempt to escape. It was beautiful, how you ran for an escape. Did he remember to lock the front doors? He honestly did not remember. But, the chase is what he liked most. It’s what drives him to want you even more, his perfect bride.
To run away on your wedding day, though? He could feel his own blood rushing through his veins, anger eating him up. But the chase was too good, it excited him seeing how much you loved to be chased down and captured again.
“Oh, Princess.” He sighed, cracking his knuckles before the chase, “you should realize by now that you’re all mine.”
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| BEN Drowned
:; ben adores his beautiful bride, he wedded you years before his obsession for you grew, and boy does it grow even stronger as the days go on
:; you have been held against your will with ben for a long time now, days mixed into months and months have mixed into years. the longer you’ve been with him, the more memories of your past fade away and new ones are created only based around him, just how he likes it
:; ben has corrupted your mind, erased your memories, only you can think of him, no one else. why would you want to think of anyone else anyways? he’s the one who provides for you, watches after you, lays in bed with you. this life is perfect. so why couldn’t you accept that?
:; ben was quick to force marriage onto you, planning a simple yet beautiful wedding deep in slender woods. you never saw another guest present but felt a thousand eyes on you the whole ceremony. that’s what stopped you from having the chance to run away during the wedding
:; ben always warned you that there were far worse people monsters out there than him. but he was already the worse, to you at least
(the following took place on your wedding day)
| The wedding had long been over and the next stage of your newly-wed life was about to begin. The honeymoon.
Ben planned your honeymoon, as he did everything else that took place in your life, and brought you out to the snowy mountains of Colorado to celebrate.
Without much fuss, you went with him, arriving late into the evening after the wedding. You were still in wedding attire, though not your actual wedding dress. You had on your second wedding dress, a much shorter and tight fitting dress usually used for dancing after the ceremony was over.
Ben showed you inside a beaten up and tattered cabin, covered in snow and vines. You couldn’t remember the last time you had been somewhere else besides Ben’s home back in the forest. Even though the cabin was falling apart little by little, you were grateful for new surroundings.
“Do you like it, Darling?” Well, grateful for new surroundings if they didn’t include him.
Ben entered the cabin behind you, throwing what little suitcases he’d brought onto the floor. He rubbed his hands together and you stared at the wedding band wrapped snuggly around his ring finger. You were disgusted at the thought of now being married, especially married to this creep.
“I asked you a question, Darling.” Ben mumbled, glancing up to catch your eyes. You quickly looked away, giving a small nod to answer him. He didn’t react, only walked further into the cabin and gestured for you to follow him.
You stumbled behind him, taking in what little scenery the cabin gave. Windows. Unlocked windows. You thought as you both walked into the only bedroom in the cabin.
Ben turned abruptly, grabbing your hands into his, the diamond on your finger twinkling in the dim light of the room.
“This is perfect,” he started, his grip gentle as he rubbed his fingers over your knuckles, “I have a lot planned for us y/n, my beautiful bride.”
You stopped yourself from cringing, only smiling up at the demon. “Sounds wonderful, Ben.”
Ben smiled back, his hands slithering down your body to rest against your hips. “You’re as beautiful as ever,” Ben whispered, and you were thankful the dress you wore had thick material to where you couldn’t feel the way his claws dug into you.
You nodded, never really knowing how to respond to his compliments. You hated them of course, but when Ben wasn’t being a raging psycho, you would take all you could get.
“Well, I better unpack our bags, Darling. We’ll be here for a week.” Ben released you from his grip and sauntered out the room without another word. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in.
Escape. Your mind screamed. You looked around the room, seeing a door leading outside. It must be a balcony and you hoped it was not too far up to where you could easily jump down without injuring yourself.
You walked over and twisted the knob. Unlocked, perfect. With Ben distracted, this could really be your only chance to slip out unnoticed. He’s definitely going to be all over you watching like a hawk since this was your supposed honeymoon.
You stepped out the door, a cold gush of wind almost knocking you off your feet. The snow nipped at your exposed skin and you wished you had a jacket to protect your arms. This dress was not the greatest attire for snowy mountains.
Ben packed you plenty of clothes for the cold but you did not have the time to throw something on, this could be your only chance of freedom.
With a huff, you walked onto the balcony, observing how far the drop would be. It was a good distance up, but not too far to where bones could be broken. You felt scared for a second, almost regretting this decision, but getting away from Ben would be the greatest outcome for you. You could return to a normal life and not be forced into things, like being his bride.
You had a rush of adrenaline and took the jump, landing on the soft layer of snow below. That wasn’t so bad. You thought, then picking a direction and running in it. Goodbye Ben.
:; time had passed and Ben eventually finished with the unpacking. he hadn’t heard a single noise from you but had assumed you laid down for a nap
:; when ben entered the bedroom, he was pleasantly surprised to not find you there but quick to start searching
:; he honestly couldn’t believe you would run away. why would you? he gives you everything you need. but once he looked outside the balcony doors and noticed footprints running off into the snow, he felt an unfathomable rage building up inside of him
:; how long had you been gone? did you plan this the whole ride here? why couldn’t you be a good bride?
:; ben was unsure if the tracks were recent since the snowfall stopped a while ago, but that wasn’t going to stop him. without a thought, he was also jumping over the same balcony and running off in the direction your footprints led
:; a runaway bride, how cute. ben couldn’t lie, the chase is always the best part, especially when he finds his pretty little thing cowering in fear upon being found
:; he knew you wouldn’t get away, no, he could never, ever let that happen. you are his, his perfect bride and he was going to hunt you down over and over until you realize he’s never going to give up
:; “I’m coming for you my sweet bride, and you’re going to learn to never run away from me again.”
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Wow! Hello :) this was a long one, but i loved this idea and did get a bit carried away. thank you so much for requesting! i hope this is what you meant by the request, if not feel free to request some more. (this was def not proofread either so ignore mistakes until they’re fixed lol🙏) i’d definitely be down for part twos on this, too. everything was just getting spicy near the ends of both 👀🌶. some parts did seem a bit sadistic, i’m sorry lol, but i did try to throw in some romance here & there. anyways, thanks to all for reading & hearting <3 requests are open 🧁’s, send me some ideas! - 🍫🍄
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slashingdisneypasta · 9 months
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Flirty!MultiVillains x Clueless!Reader || Excerpts / Reactions
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Plot: The friendzone is a many splendored thing... not. (You friendzone them) Includes: Candy Pop, Dark Link, Inkubus, Long John Silver, and Oogie Boogie. Warnings: Sexual references!! Derogatory and degrading statements!! These are mostly from the villain’s point of view. Feminine pet names used (Especially in Silver's. He consistently uses 'lass'). Oh also Inkubus may have some sinister intentions... but they are not disclosed and honestly what do we expect. Unedited as of yet. Tagging: @asperol-with-izzy , @disney-android-foundation , @lady-love88 , @marinerainbow , @masqueradeball , @miss_understood , @moxiiscool , @ryantryan6969 , @spookiifi , @thecourtofgraywaves , @yesthetrashbin , and @your-mxnd-is-mxne . Hi all! ^^ Please head the warnings, its meant to be comedic, but Candy Pop and Dark both make some very gross comments 😅 Hope y'all enjoy and have a great day ^^
Candy Pop:
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You walk away quickly after that, giving him that sweet kiss on the cheek and saying he’s such a lovely friend to you, and he wonders for a split second whether that was on purpose. “-Excuse me?!?” Surely you know that he wants his hand down your pants? “Hooooold on hold on hold on- “ You can’t be this dumb. Surely! Almost immediately Candy Pop whips around and follows you right down the hall- quickly catching up to you and skipping ahead, walking backwards in front of you, making you smile. “Love! Love, love- what was that last part??”
“I’m glad to have you, Pop.” You grin back, giggling at the befuddled look on his face. It does not clear up.
“Uhuh… as??... “He prompts you carefully, waiving his hand in a ‘go on’ sort of gesture.
“A friend! A wonderful friend.”  
“… hah, sorry, again? I just can’t wrap my head around those words. Must be our language barrier.”
Adorably confused, you tilt your little idiot head at him; Eyebrows knitted together. Oh god, he thinks. Are you not joking after all? “Candy Pop, you’re English.”
… Right… okay- “Yes, well, English used to be quite different in my time, right??” Yeah, that’ll do for an excuse. Sure. “Anyway- again?? You love me… as??”
Sighing, you stop walking and reach out to put a hand on his arm; Making him stop, too, and guiding him towards you. Theirs a gentle, concerned look on your face and your touch makes him feel weak, makes the skin under your fingers light on fire, and he just wants to shove you against the wall and taste you under his tongue. All over. But- “Candy Pop. Whatever you’re thinking… stop.” Holy shit you’re not joking!! You’re truly a dumbass!! What is he going to do!?? He wants to shove his tongue in your asshole, so this- he can’t- this won’t- this is just not going to work!?? “You are lovely- to me, at least.” You give a giggle, and its enchanting, you’re enchanting, but he has never wanted to squeeze you more then right now. Even with your pretty hand on his arm and your pretty eyes on him and your pretty voice in his ears. “and I do love you. Believe it, bud.”
Then you give him another soft, maddening kiss on his painted cheek, and leave again. This time he does not follow. This time he’s too gobsmacked.
Slowly he brings a hand up to his mouth, chewing on his nails and staring at the floor… oh my this is a disaster.
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“Mmm, y’know Y/N,” As the movie begins the play, after you’ve opened your jumbo bag of doritos and settled down beside Dark on his bed, he takes the opportunity to throw an arm over you. He’s close, now, just like he likes it, and he can see you stuff your face with artificial cheese in detail, sure, but eh- you’re a cute pig. You pull it off. Good on you. “This is a pretty freaky flick… if you get scared, be free to get cozy with me… BEN’s not gonna be here, tonight.”
At least he better not; Dark paid the little weasel handsomely in Hostess cakes and threatened his little man if he did show up. Tonight is the night Dark makes his damn move on you. A real move. One you won’t be able to write off a joke or just friendly. You’re obtuse, but you’ll get it this time. He’s sure.
… because honestly if you don’t, he’s going to lose what’s left of his ever-loving mind. He may have to fuck BEN, or Jeff, if you don’t get it this time. Any dank, warm hole will do but he hopes it’ll be yours. He’s going insane using his hand and wishing it was you. This trying to fuck you thing, has been an ordeal. He’s actually exhausted. You’re dumb as a box of rocks and he wants to feel you so bad. It’s killing him.
You’re killing him.
“Oh,” You pop a dorito in your mouth, looking at him with those pretty (clueless) eyes. “Where’s he gonna be?”
“Don’t know, don’t care. Anyway- “
“That’s a shame.”
“Yeah whatever. So like I was saying- “
“Are you sure he’s not coming around?? I’ll wait- “
“New conversation babe. Stay with me. I just want- “
“I have a bit of a crush on him… “You confess then, awkwardly, a nervous look on your face- but also relieved, like you’ve been wanting so badly to tell him this for a while.
… And Dark sputters, losing his entire train of thought entirely and just staring at you; Under his arm, looking adorable and shy, picking at one of the corners of your dorito bag and telling him… what!? The sound of blood curdling screams erupt from the horror movie then, which is fitting. “… C- Uh, c- come again please?”
You look bashful, before groaning and hiding your face in your hands. Dark follows your face with his eyes, not moving because he’s in shock. “You couldn’t tell?? Aghhh, I feel like I act like a total loony tune around him.”
“… Nope, baby, I couldn’t tell… “
“Oh you’re just saying that!”
“No, babydoll, I promise I am not.” … I guess I’m fucking Jeff tonight then. Goddamnit.
Inkubus:
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… He feels like he’s being filmed. Leaning back suddenly, Inkubus brushes a few leaf’s from your annoying pot plant aside and glances behind it. Camera crew?? Secret hidden videographers?? Hello??
No?
He looks swiftly back to you, and you’re still gushing! And yes, you are gushing, right now. To him. That is how he would describe it because that is the correct word. You’re positively glowing, right now, and you certainly don’t notice how disorientated he has gotten- almost feeling dizzy, of all the pathetic human ailments, because this has never happened before, things have never gone this horribly wrong-  
“- oh sorry!! I’m talking too much, aren’t I??” Inkubus watches you tuck hair nervously behind your ear, as innocent as ever, and barely restrains the urge to roll his eyes- or snarl. You’re still completely what he wants, still clean and pure and perfect for his needs. Just your scent puts a sweet taste on his tongue. He can’t… he has to have you. “You don’t want to hear about this… hahah… “
He absolutely can’t believe it. … what are you? If you’re human, which he’s sure that you are, then you shouldn’t be immune to his charm’s. You should be physically compelled. And even if he wasn’t using his powers, you still shouldn’t be able to resist him. He has had a long time to perfect his act, and women - as well men, and everyone else, anyone he wants, - usually fall at his feet. It’s just… the way that it is! Si... What- What- What!?-
But you’re completely in love with someone else. That’s clear.
… But he wants you.
… Taking a deep breath in and rolling his shoulders gracefully, almost totally inconspicuously, forcing himself to calm down, Inkubus pastes a smile onto his face. “No,” He shrugs. “I don’t mind at all- tell me more.” Eugh. “Maybe we can come up with a solution together, hm? Be free to tell me everything… “
It’s been a few centuries since he has played the long game… but here we go~
Ugh… quaint. Truly.  
Long John Silver:
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... Just shoot me. Put me out of my misery, please. Morphie, pal-
The little traitor just jiggles and bubbles in the air behind the lass's head, silently laughing his bleeding backside off after the mortifying kick in the pants that Silver just received from you. Silver glares at the creature, but quickly smoothens his face back out again when you look back at him.
Agh... just keep smilin'. Jussttt keep smilin'... dont be a sore git about this... it was worth a shot at least, it was.
"Y'know lass," Silver finally manages to speak, hating what he has to say. "I didn't know y'had a lad, back home... Y'never mentioned 'im, before now. Promse ya, I wouldnta asked-... well, I cant say that. Lets just say I wouldnt've come on quite so strong, eh? If I'd known." He gives a playful wink, brushing off the awkward moment for your sake. Its not yer fault you aint got room in your life for an old pirate like him!
"Oh, hah. Didnt I?"
No, ya sure didn't. He'd've remembered. "Nope, but that's okay lass... I'm just gonna be a splash heartbroke, now. Probably cry meself to sleep fer a couple nights..." He jokes, rubbing the skin over his heart and watching you cover your face, in sweet sheepishness. Oh, you're cute. Very cute. Whoever's got ya is one lucky bastard. "... But I'll get over it, promise ya."
"Ohhhh," Bashful and sweet as all hell, you peak out from your hand and look all-guilty up at him. Damn, you are a lovely thing you are. "I'm so sorry... "
"Don't even think on it, love. Now- "Clearing his throat, Silver picks up the huge, heavy stew pot in his two strong hands. "lets get the grub out there for those men, unless we want a mutiny on our hands."
Oogie Boogie:
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"Wha- Friend!???" Oogie immediately throws his body dramatically backwards, hearing that; A hand to his chest. "You see me as a friend!???"
"Well... "Nodding your head, all-wholesome (Blegh), you confirm his suspicion, making the bugs in his stomach absolutely roll. "Yeah, Boogie!- "
"Friend!???" If he had a heart, he would seize it. My god, wasn't he clear?? What does a guy haveta do around here to get some pretty little tail??? The hell is this 'friend' crap!?
"Yes, Boogie!"
"How doya figure that!?"
"Well... " Now you're starting to look kind of hurt. You?? You hurt??? He's the one who's hurtin' now, doll!! What the heck is goin' on here??? "I- I- I mean, I thought so- "
"Pumpkin! I do like ya- but I don't think ya get what's happenin', here!" When you just tilt your head to the side, like a damn puppy dog (Disgustingly sweet), Oogie facepalms. Satan gimmie strength! "... do I have to be painfully clear with you, sweetbean??~~ "
"... Hm?"
"Oh- " Huff "fine." Suddenly Oogie slips in close to you again, curling an arm sneakily around your waist and yanking you against his front. A dirty old smirk tears across his face as he leans into yours. "... this'll be fun, anyway~ Hehehe... Hold on tight to me gorgeous, we're goin for a ride~ And its all or nothin', so keep ya wits aboutcha okay doll?"
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yunsblog030 · 6 months
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Plis help me to find this fic 😭💔
From what I remember it was about Reader being transported to Hyrule, that's where the heroes of almost all the games are found.
At first she thinks she was kidnapped by them but in the end this misunderstanding is cleared up.
Time passes and one of them ends up remembering her (since he recognizes the reader as his guide during his adventure/game)
I vaguely remember that Ravio also appears at a certain point and refers to the reader as a fairy (I hope that detail helps in something)
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windtowee · 7 months
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Nyarla: Y/N is my host, don’t touch what’s line >:(
BEN: Too bad, Y/N is with us.
Dark Link: Hah, too late.
Dark Zelda: No, Y/N belongs to us.
Nyarla: But-
Ben: GET THE FUCK BACK! 🔫
Dark Link and Dark Zelda: 🔫🔪
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Legend of Zelda
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Character(s): Dark Link
Genre: Fluff (?)
Type: Headcanon
Description: Touching is more than a mere act.
Warning(s): Gender-Neutral Reader(My Default)
I added Dark Link to the list of characters I write for so I decided to write something small for him :3
Btw, this is my own characterization and interpretation of Dark Link so this might not match for previous fanon iterations
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His hands, calloused and bruised, brushed against yours, palms held at a distance as if even the slightest pressure would ruin you. Leather gloves, stained red, layed on his left thigh, leg bent and resting on its side. He didn't speak, nor did it seem like he breathed, but his fingers swayed like the leaves that danced above your heads. The hard trunk of the weeping tree he leaned into kept him sturdy, lending its strength so that even he could survive the relentless storm that raptured his soul
He was hesitant, unsure yet still willing. Willing to touch your skin and willing to express what had long been hidden. And despite the unspoken sins he carried, his fingertips brushed yours like dirt on a petal - harmless yet unsightly. A part of him, whilst longing to adore you, wished to sever whatever connection you both made. It's beyond dangerous, he would say...and you'd reply, that's okay.
Palms meld together seamlessly, curves molding against one another like water in a jar. You could feel the cold that settled within him whilst he could feel the warmth that proved you were alive. His fingers carefully slipped between yours, coming to a light rest on the back of your hand. Unworthiness swam and ate at his pleasant thoughts, finding himself undeserving of such a lovely touch. You watched as his eyes slipped shut; as he savored the feelings you poured into the meaningless embrace. Holding another's hand should not be so heart wrenching, he thought, there should be nothing to such a minuscule act. Yet there was more felt than anything you'd ever describe to one another.
He pulled away seconds later, though he was uncertain if it had been minutes instead. Drained, yet rejuvenated all the same, his eyes opened and peered down at the space between you...where his hand came to rest. You wondered if he would get up, if he would walk away and disappear...but he remained, back pressed to the tree and silent in pondering.
Perhaps he would stay, just this once.
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chain-link-smut · 7 months
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Hello Beautiful Beasties!
Smut-tember 23, Day 24: Dark x Reader(Fem) - Arrested and Nearly Caught
Summary: Dating Dark came with risks, but you never thought that one of those risks was his parole officer, your big brother, would nearly catch you in the act. Dark was asking for trouble when he just continued to fuck you while you identity stayed hidden.
Word count: 1,422
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Walking into Dark's apartment after a long overnight shift you kicked off your boots and hung up your keys. The smell in the air was amazing! Following the smell, it led you to the kitchen where Dark was cooking. Of course the rescue kitten and puppy, Jeff and Rolo were happily standing by to help and have scraps. Jeff liked to give "instructions" on stirring and flipping and Rolo was being a sleepy speed bump in Dark's path to the sink per usual, at least that was until they saw you.
After being greeted warmly by the fur babies, you wrapped your arms around Dark from behind. You took a deep breath and let the stresses of work roll right off.
Dark chuckled, rubbing your hand that was on his ribs. "Is that your gun digging into my ass or are you just happy to see me?"
"Ha ha very funny." You giggled even though he used that joke more times than it should be. "What are you making?"
"Pancakes and they are just now ready. Go sit and eat, then shower. You smell like Folgers coffee and stale doughnuts."
"Did you just stereotype me?" You gawked at him playfully. When he turned and looked at you with one eyebrow up, you whispered, "Community Coffee and a chocolate Croissant."
"You cops are all the same." He kissed your lips as he placed the plate on the table.
"It's the only place open at 3AM!"
"I could just bring you breakfast."
You glared at him only for the reason that it was too good to be true. "Mhm, and how do you plan on doing that if you are on house arrest from 10:00 PM - 9:00 AM?"
"I have my ways that you don't need to know of." He winked at you. That was one thing he did make sure of. If he was going to do anything 'stupid' he left you out so it wouldn't jeopardize your career as an officer.
Breakfast and a hot shower later, you felt refreshed and ready for whatever the day brought, even if it was just sleep for the next 24hrs. Tossing the towel into the dirty clothes and adjusting the oversized hoodie, you see Dark’s backside. He was in nothing but a fitted pair of briefs and the tattoos along his back.
Your eyes slowly went from his silver and white hair, his traps, his long and toned back muscles to his hips. The man had a perfect ass. A thought sparked! Tip toeing to your tactical belt in the kitchen (Dark insisted on double checking your weapon every day and cleaning it if it was shot) and grabbed the cuffs, then snuck behind him again in the small living room. "Well, aren't you a tall drink of water?"
Dark had his phone in hand when he turned around, both wrists at perfect height. You slapped the cuffs around his wrist, keeping them decently loose. He seemed a little startled at first, but he gave that devilish grin and his ruby red eyes darkened. "Oh? What am I being arrested for, officer?" He closed the gap some as he jingled the metal.
"For being too damn sexy." You took a few steps backwards, him following.
"Is that so? Are you going to read me my rights?"
You were pressed against the wall, his hands just inches away from you. You giggled for what seemed to be the tenth time since you showed up. "You have the right to remain silent-"
"I can find a way to do that." He knelt down in front of you, cuffed hands pulling up the hoodie so he could see what he wanted.
"- anything you say can and will… be… used against... you… Oh sweet Hylia! "
Dark had lifted one of your legs and placed it over his shoulder before he began lightly sucking on your clit. He used his fingers to massage just outside of your folds and up into your hood. One of his thumbs slipped inside you, just past the rim and began teasing you. Grabbing his bangs drew out a hungry growl. Not able to get to where he wanted to be, he lifted you up with the help of the wall for support. Both legs over his shoulder, he finally was able to lap at the slick area he wanted. His overly talented tongue moved in ways that had you shivering in his hold.
Dark, with you still on his shoulders, carries you to the bed, tossing you down. He eagerly kissed you, letting you taste yourself, then was back to having his face between your legs. He lapped at the wetness you were producing for him, because of him. Taking a breath, he asked, “Now what can I do to have these removed?” He shook the cuffs.
“B-bribing an officer now? That will cost you extra time with them on.”
“How long?” He kissed your inner thigh.
“All day, as a start.”
“Mmm, then I guess I better get started with serving my time.” Dark openly tongue fucked and fingered you into oblivion, coaxing you to cum over and over again. That was until the puppy, Rolo, began barking in the living room and the front door was flung open.
“Who the-” You startled, but Dark placed a hand over your mouth.
“Dark, you home?”
You ripped Dark’s hand from your mouth, harshly whispering, “Why the fuck is my brother here?!”
“Your brother? You’re Time’s sister?”
“Little sister.”
“Oh this is going to go really bad or really good.” You didn’t like that tone, he was planning something. He pulled the hood of your hoodie up to cover your hair and face, then the sleeves to cover your hands. He pulled the blankets back at the foot of the bed, moving you himself to get under them. The footboard and the sheets were going to conceal you completely. He took off his briefs and slid into the covers with you, hovering over you. “In here!”
“What are you-”
“Shh, stay quiet for me darling. Let’s have some fun.” This shithead!!
You could hear Time’s heavy boots scuff the floor then halt at the door that was on the other side of the room. You stayed as quiet as you could. “I have a job for- what the hell are you doing?”
“Fucking your sister.” As he said it, he inserted himself and it took everything you had not to moan.
“My sister wouldn’t sink so low as to be with you. Cuffs for foreplay or did you get arrested today and escape… again?”
Dark rolled his hips, making you bite down on the thick hoodie. “I don’t know. Does your sister like this kind of thing?” Oooh he was asking for it!
“Gross… I have a job for you.”
With Dark still keeping a steady pace thrusting into you, you tried to focus on what was said, but it proved to be too difficult. You tried to keep the noises down, though a few slipped out. Dark softly hushed you, nicely telling you to stay quiet for him. He chuckled at your glare.
The two kept talking over a case, some operation and how there needed to be an inside man, but all you could do was pay attention to how thick Dark was and how close you were getting to another orgasm despite Time being in the room. This was so wrong, but you were nearly there! You just needed that last push over the edge and you could relax again. You snuck your hand under the sheets and rubbed at your clit, catching Dark’s darkened by lust eyes. He kept his eyes on you as he sped up, matching the vigorous speed you set. He slipped three fingers into your mouth right before you came to keep you silent.
“He’s gone.” He removed his fingers, stroking your lips with wet fingers. “You dirty little thing. You enjoyed the thrill and anxiety of potentially getting caught, didn’t you?”
You smiled up at him sleepily, eyes half lidded. “Would have preferred it not be him that could have caught us, still, yes.”
“I guess we will see if he noticed your badge on the dresser.” Said dresser was right at the bedroom door.
“He is going to kick your ass.” You had the giggles now, lack of sleep catching up.
“We can worry about that tomorrow. For now, I’m not finished serving my sentence, Ma’am.” He began fucking you again in earnest.
Keep it Naughty you Beautiful Beasties!🖤
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miharuki · 5 months
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May I request, Dark Link with an reader who is like Shinobu from (Demon Slayer?)
Ah! I feel like watching Demon Slayer again! Just a reminder, my English isn't perfect! (It's not my native language) Anyway... Your wish is my command!!
(fight, mention of fighting, poison, and dink being a "pervert")
𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕷𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝕾/𝕺 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝕾𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖔𝖇𝖚
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𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍
Knowing Dark Link, I believe if he had a significant other with Shinobu's personality, it would be quite different to witness.
He's practically a being of shadows, a demonic entity made from the negative aspects of the original Link, so having someone with a "calm" personality would be quite novel.
Let's say he gets easily irritated, with your "calmness" and intelligence, it would be a bit easier to persuade him, as he would see you as someone innocent, pure would be the right word, especially if you maintain the calmness and have Shinobu's personality.
If you had Shinobu's fighting skills (especially with a sword), he would likely find it quite interesting. Certainly, he might deliberately put you in the midst of monsters just to watch you fight.
I believe he's a bit sadistic and masochistic, so fights between you two could happen, obviously followed by reconciliations. It would be like a sword fight where when both of you end up on the ground, there's already a hint of romance.
Talking about romance, I firmly believe that Dink would be a kind of half-pervert, not in the cliché sense, but in the sense that he could look at you lasciviously at any moment, as if ready to pounce, like prey, and when I say any moment, I mean any moment!
Imagine you're in a fight, and he's watching, or maybe you're both fighting. He might think, "Damn, she looks so sexy like that; it's a shame I have to hold back."
If you had Shinobu's medicine, I imagine Dink would be interested only in the poisons. I think he would add small doses of poison to your wine for both of you to drink. It might be something romantic from his perspective! Just imagine, drinking poison with your lover while having dinner and wine – it's simply "romantic" in his view!
I think he desires your loyalty. In the poison scenario, if he suspects betrayal or any wrongdoing, I can imagine him putting a larger dose of poison in your cup than usual, waiting to see what happens. Remember, if you were a traitor in any sense, whether in the relationship or siding with the so-called "despicable" green hero, he would be quite vigilant.
In summary, Dink would highly appreciate an S/O with Shinobu's personality, especially if you have something against heroes. However, if your opposition is directed towards demons... let's just say it would be more of an "Enemies to Lovers" situation rather than a straightforward "Lovers Turned Adversaries" or a rough romance, call it what you will.
Ahem... your legs would be sore after the fight... ahem... and not because of the battle... marks on your neck, love bites, bites, and... you all beaten up... ahem... he would love to make you a bit foolish... ahem.
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fortune-fool02 · 2 years
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Give me a dark Zelda game where Link has to fight the corruption within him, and throughout the game is slowly becoming Dark Link!
I WANT TO SEE THIS ABSOLUTE BEST BOY GO BERSERK FOR ONCE IN HIS ENTIRE EXISTANCE!
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windtooweem · 1 year
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Link, Zelda, and Dark Link with an reader, she is the goddess of the night and has a half moon shape on Reader’s forehead, however the eyes are just like the moon white and in blood moon it changes into red.
Romantic
She/her goddess reader
Tw! Cult, short
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Zelda
She really wants to be your apprentice because as Hylias recreation she needs all the help she can get
Thinks of you as the wisest person ever
Dark Link
Started a cult for you
Dark treats you as a absolute queen
Link
He treats you like a normal person but a little bit extra because you’re dating him
Finds it cool that they moon on your head turns colors
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pinkalmondcake · 8 months
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A bit of Darkness at your service~
masterlist
Now this, was fun to day~ oh the endless possibilities that could be done with this from yandere to romantic to a bitter serial killer...with Dink it's a whole ass package that I hope I served!
Enjoy my loves~💖👀
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A lil sneak peak of tonight's full course meal✨
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yourlocaltreesimp · 6 months
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With Gannon making a puppet of guide brought me an idea of Gannon is awaken and while the links are dealing and when the links take their eyes off of reader once dink just the old yandere kidnapping darling thing and when the links think they find guide and all things seem good only when one of the links is left alone with guide it turns out that wasn't guide but Gannon and he wanted to take the links out one by one in the form of "guide" since guide wouldn't harm the links. Gannon Turning into guide himself to backstabb the links after everything seems all good was based on him doing this on koridai. But the puppet is better knowing how easier foe the links to get him know but their not gunna kill him quickly since he is the only one who knows where guide is.
Kind of similar to this
Which I just wrote but this is definitely an interesting concept. A new ganon manipulating dink’s feelings, promising the guide as his trophy. So he does his job, playing servant as he steals you away, leaving the puppet to replace you. anyway here’s how i imagine that goes.
TW: Kidnapping, Yandarism and it’s accompanies.
He knew you were gorgeous. It was difficult to not. Down to your each and every action, he adored you. He should’ve hated you- dutiful servant of Hylia. But if there’s anything he learned when he killed the last ganon, or at least assisted from the shadows, was that being under servitude warps your views. Stockholm syndrome. To fall in love with your captor, to fool your mind to thinking that this was right. And when he got passed his pitiful feelings of distain for you, he saw the majesty you held. Lords, who he was willing to kill so he may hold it for you. So you could be unburdened. So you could finally be free of the chain that binded you to this cycle of rebirth.
“You understand the deal?” Ganon’s voice was gravelly and cold, disinterested.
“Replace the Guide for a puppet? Yeah I get the deal. But why am I important in this. I don’t see what makes this worth it.” Dink didn’t want to be more be more… disruptive than he had been. He’d caught your attention, sure, but why would he accept the fear in your eyes when it could be love instead? The violent crashing waves of it that he yearned for. The very first thing he dreamed for.
“Well… You need your payment, don’t you?” Dink narrowed his eyes, untrusting of the man infront of him. The man who so easily pulled at peoples strings. So easily caused the world to topple so many times before. “Oh do relax. The deal is simple. You replace the guide for the puppet,” He gestured towards the unblinking and inexpressive version of you. It missed so much of you. It did not ebb radiance and serenity as you did. It did not hold the light in its eyes, nor the warmth in its skin. It was a mockery to your divinity. “And in turn, you keep the guide.” The air stood still. Very, very still. And when he breathed in he could feel the cool air, how empty it was. He felt his blood rush. He felt alive. His hand was cold as he stretched it out towards ganon, a sly smirk on his face. His hands wouldn’t be cold wrapped in yours.
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