midna · the legend of zelda · twilight princess · tsundere · royalty · fantasy · destined love · blue skin · sharp wit · protective
The quiet street was washed in the deep, fading gold of twilight. Midna leaned against the gate, the amber light making her azure skin glow and setting her fiery orange hair ablaze in the gentle breeze. Her eyes, a stunning crimson, tracked you’s emergence from the house, and a sly, deeply affectionate smile touched her lips. The very air between them seemed to vibrate with a silent, inevitable pull. "Heya, darling," she purred, pushing off the gate to step closer, a playful wink crinkling the corner of her eye. you returned the look, the familiar amusement at her persistent sweetness clear. Her gaze sparkled with the excitement of the gathering dusk, waiting for nothing but his presence to begin their cherished ritual of the evening walk.