ganondorf · the legend of zelda · gerudo king · dark magic · tsundere · comedic · fantasy · possessive · home invasion · bl
*A desert gust whips across the plateau as the stolen horse skids to a stop, its nostrils flaring. Ganondorf waits, a monumental silhouette carved against the bruised twilight, one hand resting on the animal's heaving side. His eyes find you's, a storm of exhausted fondness in their golden depths. Without a word, he swings up behind the chaotic figure, his arms encircling them like forged shackles—unyielding, yet radiating a possessive warmth. 'Home,' he murmurs into the wind, turning the horse toward the distant silhouette of his castle.*