#vaati x reader

[yandereunsolved]

— ღ Yandere Vaati ღ —

"Welcome to my palace, my dear."

"Vaati—!"

"You know my name? My reputation must proceed me."

"Why did you bring me to such an accursed place?"

"You are the fairest maiden in all the lands. I had to have you all for myself."

"No."

"Excuse me? 'No'. You don't get to 'no' me. I have watched you for years. I waited for you to accept my advances. Yet every time I left a gift on your bed or a note in your pocket, you always rejected me. You didn't even like to be gifted with the heads of those who wronged you! I could wait no longer."

"No! I am not loving some creepy, perverted fuck who likes to kidnap virgins."

"Did you just... insult your husband? That is quite rude of you."

"I'll do it again."

"It seems I may have to break you in. Prepare to feel the greatest pain and pleasure from Vaati the Wind Mage!"

[manias-wordcount]

could i request loz minish cap vaati x afab/gn reader? 🥹 anything is fine pls go buck wild with him 🙏🙏

General Relationship HCs (Vaati)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝘁𝗯𝗵, 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝟱 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗶'𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗩𝗮𝗮𝘁𝗶? 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜'𝗺 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗯𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝘂𝗲. 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝘆!

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤��𝙛𝙚𝙚?

You’re definitely someone he kidnapped at first

But the difference between you and just about everyone else is that you were receptive to his kidnapping and started to seek him out almost instantly after your capture

What drew him in initially was your beauty

But the fact that you were just so good for him and also kind of eager and reliant on him made him really, really keen on keeping you

Like, your existence probably feeds his ego LOL

So because of that, he’s quick to spoil you and get you anything you want (within reason, ofc)

However, he’s likely pretty possessive over you

In fact, you’re more likely to be treated like a prized pet or treasure rather than an actual partner or equal

He won’t treat you badly per se, but be warned- you likely don’t have too much freedom or control in this relationship because whatever he says, goes

But as long as you keep seeing him as number one in your life, things will (mostly, at least) be alright

[palace-0f-winds]

The Library

Welcome to my palace's library. I am the Wind Mage, Vaati, and I'm trying to work on my writing.

I am 19, pronouns are they/them. I'm a part time college student and I am neurodivergent.

To start out, I'll mostly write "x reader"s, maybe occasional character x character. Poly requests are more than okay (I am poly.) I'll also write headcanons I have for characters.

I'll write platonic, romantic, familial, queer platonic, all sorts of different relationships.

I'm also not comfortable with my smut skills, so I won't write full on smut for now, but I may have some suggestive content which will be MDNI.

Fandoms I'll start out with:

The Legend of Zelda, mostly Minish Cap, Four Swords, Skyward Sword, Breath of the Wild. (Subject to change)

Vocaloid, the Vocaloids themselves, not Project Sekai (Sorry)

Hazbin Hotel, I'm stepping out of my comfort zone for this one, it's my current hyperfixation but I'm not confident in my writing for it, so I may be picky on requests at first.

MXTX, once again, I love MXTX but I'm not confident in my writing, but I will try to write for the fandom.

[teaabexx]

It is I! The Wizard!

I was hoping to put in a request!

So, I'm really hyperfixating on LOZ rn and I was hoping you would write something for me.

Reader is an alchemist who works for either Vaati or Ghirahim (Vaati preferably but it's up to you) and summons/creates a monster they were told SPECIFICALLY not to do and just goes "Hey, remember that thing you told me not to do?"

If you don't that is totally fine!

OMGGG FIRST REQUEST IM SO HAPPPPYYYY !!

I actually love the idea lol idk why.

safe for everyone!!

Mistake

"Should I be mad ?" He mumbled while looking up at you, a mix between annoyance, amusement and exhaustion. He knew. He instantly knew. The knock on the door ? The dumb smile ? The small little bounce ? Yep. He knew. He sighed, he didn't even try to be angry, he just knew that would happen.

You're little smile dropped and you stared at him dead in the eyes. "I did it" you admitted in a whisper. "Did what…?"

"The thing you told me not to do"

...

"(Name)-"

"I called it Terrence !!"

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The curtains were torn everywhere, there were bite marks on the tables, even a bit of...uhm...fur ? On the ceiling? Vaati frowned in confusion as he looked up at the ceiling. How did it get here? A big bulging eye, weird black/dark blue fur, a sticking tongue. So cute waw.

''You should've called him Terror not Terrence." He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. AGAIN. He was annoyed, pissed, mad anything you want. Vaati entered the room and rolled up his sleeves, he started whistling to the...creature...''Psst, psst Terrence come here...!'' Terrence stared at him, huffing like a puppy, his one big eye was blinking slowly and staring at him. Terrence jumped from the ceiling and started running all over the room, Vaati running behind him to catch him.

You, on the other hand, were leaning against the doorframe with your arms crossed, trying to hold back your laugh. He'd been trying to catch it for about twenty minutes. "Need help ?" You asked teasingly "Shut the f*ck up (Name)" he replied from across the room. You chuckled, amused to see him run and jump everywhere trying to reach the creature.

You shook your head and finally decided to help him. Too late, Vaati already caught Terrence. ...wait. OH SHIT-

"VAATI DON'T TOUCH THE TAIL—" you shouted.

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"You could've tell me earlier" he grumbled while you were wrapping the bandage around his head. It was the first time you saw him without his cap. You giggled nervously and tried to avoid his glare. "I'm sorry, I forgot... I only remembered when I saw you trying to catch him by his tail." He looked up at you, you were focused and a bit embarrassed when wrapping the bandages. He was staring at you intensely. When you noticed his intense gaze on you, you release the bandages and stare back, a small blush creeping on your face.

"W-what ?" You mumbled shyly. He kept staring, he cupped your chin and leaned closer. Your eyes widened and you let him, you were expecting him to kiss you so you closed your eyes and waited. He kept leaning closer until Terrence barked. He stopped and you opened your eyes.

Vaati smirked and got up, grabbing his cap at the same time. He walked away but before leaving he said playfully y.

"You're fired !!"—

"WHAT ?"

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Omg it's really short I'm sorry I hope you like it !!

Reblog and like <33 ♡

[syrupvampyre]

oh hey its that cute wind mage guy again with his pet vision sphere-

[sinfulauthorwrites]

It’s Best to Keep Me Pleased - A Vaati x F!Reader Fic

You find yourself locked in an unfamiliar castle, unsure who took you there. That is until your captor asserts himself as your new husband.

The idea of Vaati raping one of the maidens he captures during the events of FS/FSA was suggested by @dumpster-lizard, and I was excited to fill the prompt! I also got some additional help (and fun commentary) from another friend of mine and Liz's, so many thanks to her as well! The title comes from the song “Don’t Mess With Me” by Temposhark, too!

Rating: Explicit

Ship: Vaati x F!Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Applicable Tags: Rape/Non-Con, Vaati Reborn, Kidnapping, Castles, Reader is a Hylian, Forced Marriage, Magic, Spells & Enchantments, Curses, Pet Names, Flashbacks, Mentions of Myth & Folklore, Teasing, Emotional Manipulation, Death Threats, Physical & Verbal Abuse, Asphyxiation, Wedding Rings, Medieval Wedding Vows, Polygamy, Harems, Crying, Teleportation, Implied/Referenced Mind Control, Non-Consensual Voyeurism & Exhibitionism, Tentacles, Loss of Virginity, Painful Sex, Orgasm, Vaginal Sex, Creampie

You awake from your slumber to a migraine pulsing through your head. You screw your eyes shut and clench the sides of your head, trying to ease the agony as it slowly begins to fade away. As the pain dissipates, you slowly open your eyes and take in your surroundings. You find yourself in a lavish four-poster bed draped in swathes of purple and gold brocade fabric, the walnut wood canopy carved into intricate patterns depicting various monsters native to your homeland of Hyrule. This… this isn’t my beautiful bed! You panic, unsure of where and when you are. You race off the bed and scurry around the room, looking for a way out. There’s no door in sight, and the ornately decorated metal grates where windows would typically lie give you little view of the world outside. 

You feel hopeless, ready to fall to your knees and sob. Just as you lose the power to hold your weight, the roar of two clashing fronts of wind fills the room, and black matter swirls around itself in front of you, warping into the form of some… creature. What stands in front of you is no man, looming above you with gilded horns and claws, its pale skin and blood-red eyes contrasting with the embellished dark purple robes. You scream and dart behind the bed from the demon. It tuts at you, coming around the bedpost almost as if it floated instead of walking. “And here I was trying to welcome you to the waking world. You slumbered for five days, believe it or not. Is that any way to greet your new husband?”

 The monster reaches for your hand, causing you to recoil in disgust. “I will have no demon be my spouse!” You cry out, all the alarms in your head blaring to run, run, run, find a way out.

The towering creature chuckles. “It’s not like you have a choice, my pet. I am your husband and master now, your dearest Vaati.” 

Vaati… Vaati… The name sounds oddly familiar until the memory hits you like a ton of bricks. You were back in your home village, and the town gossip between women at the laundry basins was the sudden disappearance of young women from villages across Hyrule.

“I heard it was called something like Vaalni, capturing maidens in the middle of the night!”

“With wings like a Keese and as furry as a Wolfos!”

“And with all the storms lately, maybe it’s got something to do with that!”

“I’ve heard it go by Vaati and that it’s a master of disguise!”

The rumors caused you to roll your eyes. Nothing but old wives' tales spread to stir up the village. The history of Hyrule was long and storied, and it was inevitable that, in one way or another, some small portion of history would be made into a grand fairy tale. “Just quit it already. There’s nothing to be worried about,” you had muttered under your breath, returning to the safety of your cottage.

That night, you stirred in your bed. You couldn’t stay asleep for longer than an hour, and you instead opted to sit under your favorite tree to see if fresh air and a change of scenery would do the trick. As you settled in, staring at the waxing moon above, the women's words echoed in your head. You dismissed them, trying to clear your mind of all thoughts so you could relax. But something was off. As you closed your eyes, you heard foliage rustling in the distance. You paid it no mind, but the wind soon became a speeding gale. As you stood up to rush back inside, you could feel something on the back of your neck. Watching. Waiting. As you whipped around to see what it was, you were greeted with horrors beyond your comprehension. A shadowy behemoth with wings and fur precisely as the older women described. Its clawed appendage reached for you, and you screamed in terror as you fainted.

That was the last thing you could remember before finding yourself locked in this room. “I-it’s you! You’re the one who captured me!” You shake in fear, accusingly pointing your finger at your captor.

“What a clever one you are,” Vaati teases. “Though, I feel like I did you a service. Taking you from that quaint, boring village and instead offering a life of luxury.” He motions to the room around you, intricately decorated with golden candelabras, carved wooden furniture with miniature engravings, and a floor-to-ceiling mirror that puts the modest one in your own home to shame. “I offer you a life among the clouds, but if you refuse, I won’t hesitate to… dispose of you.” Vaati picks you up by the collar of your modest, linen chemise, lifting you to view through the windows. The height gives you a better view, and you witness the horrors below. 

Among the clouds was not hyperbole, as the infinite blue of the sky and clouds as light as cotton rest just below the castle's tower. You had heard of the Palace of Winds in an ages-old history book but presumed it to be a myth. But here you are, held captive in one of its many rooms. You could feel your chest tighten, and your feet dangling above the floor gives you the sensation of your inevitable doom if you choose your words poorly.

“L-let me go!” You cry, desperate to feel the stone floor under your soles again.

“Let me go, what,” Vaati hisses.

“Please! Please let me go!” Vaati frees you from his grasp, making no effort to cushion you as you hit the ground with a thud. The wind was kicked out of you, and you cough and wheeze as you struggled to calm your breathing. 

Vaati towers over you still, his eyes boring into you. “I suppose now is as good a time as ever to make our marriage official,” he sneers, whisking you into his arms. You open your mouth to object, but the air that had finally returned to you is sucked out with a motion of Vaati’s hands. “Ah, ah, ah, I get to do the talking.” Vaati clears his throat, his eyes glowing red, and a third, piercing eye along his torso opens up and shines like the two upon his face. His voice reverberates through the room, the sound of wind whipping around you. “This mæden dost belong to thee! This mæden dost belong to thee! This mæden dost belong to thee!”

A flash of red light emerges from his eyes, blinding you momentarily. Once it subsides, your breath returns again, and you find a ring on your right finger. It’s golden, just like Vaati’s horns and claws, with a ruby as red as blood in the center. The gold arched to meet the gem in the middle, almost like a crown. You immediately try to pull it off, but to no avail. Vaati laughs manically at your feeble attempt. “Don’t bother trying, my pet. It’s charmed never to leave your hand, no matter how hard you pull or twist.” Vaati leans in close, whispering in your ear. “I think it’s about time we make our marriage… official.”

“No, please!” You scream as he tosses you onto the bed, his form prowling over you. You desperately try to crawl away, but his elongated arms pull you back under his body.

“There’s no escaping, my darling. It’s much easier if you give in.” Vaati rips your chemise off of you into shreds, exposing your bare body to him. You begin to sob, nothing to protect you from the monster preying on you. He takes one of his claws and gingerly caresses your cheek with it, almost as if he took pity on you. “Don’t cry, my pet. Your woes are arbitrary. Find more contentment in your marital bliss, would you?” He puts his hand around your throat, not enough force to choke you, but enough to threaten. “I won’t hesitate to shut. You. Up.” You choke back your tears, not wanting any further harm to occur. “Good.” Vaati removes his hand from your neck, opting to trace down the curvature of your body. “I feel like something is missing, however.” 

With a snap of his fingers, a group of maidens is summoned into the room in the same manner he entered, and each is decorated in dark purple chemises that are much more revealing than yours, with red and gold stays that match the ring you’re cursed with. The maidens fawn over Vaati as if they were under his control. “Rejoice in your newfound sisterhood!” The maidens direct their attention to you, watching you like owls and breathing heavily as Vaati caresses your body more. “I find it much more alluring if we have an audience, my sweet.” 

Dark, indigo-colored tentacles shrouded in dark energy emerge from the void in his robes, gripping your ankles and wrists to firmly hold them in place. You weakly try to shake them off to no avail, as your strength is no match for Vaati’s. Vaati chuckles darkly, his hold only tightening. “There’s no use fighting. You are mine to take.” Another long tentacle emerges from below the eye on his torso, thicker than the others and coated in fluid. It worms its way into your sex, slowly at first, as it stretches out out. You yowl in pain, the appendage deflowering you. Vaati could tell by how your canal tightened around him, delight appearing on his face. 

“Oh? It seems my luck has finally arrived! As much as I adore your fellow wives,” Vaati pulls you by your hair, staring at you through the mirror before you. “You’re the first one who’s still chaste.” You try to wrestle your head out of his grasp and away from the mirror, but his claws are firm. “I want you to watch me take it from you, petal,” he punctuates it with a thrust. “By petal.” Another thrust. 

You watch tears stream down your face, each thrust of Vaati’s appendage sending another course of pain through your fragile womb. Vaati growls as he thrusts harder, bending over you and placing his other claw around your neck. “I need you to take every last inch of me. To consummate as we become one.” You cry harder as he thrusts into you at a breakneck pace, with your virginity stolen from you more by the second. Against your wishes, you feel a heat boil up at the bottom of your stomach, and your core tightens more and more, like a coil wound up. Your body betrays your mind, and you pray to the Goddesses one last time for a release from this mortal plane before all is lost.

Your prayers are met with silence, and you let out a long, languid cry as you reach your treacherous climax. Vaati’s grip on you tightens, and he throws his head back and yells as he fills you to the brim with his seed. As the ropes inside of you slow, he lies down on the grand bed and pulls you closer to him, caressing your cheek with an eerie softness. “Rest, my bride. There will be more for us to enjoy tomorrow.” The other maidens gather around you and caress you and their communal husband, welcoming you into their clan. With a wave from Vaati, the candles in the room go out, and you softly cry yourself to sleep.

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[elufire]

Wayward, Vaati x reader fanfic no context, find it in my master list babes

[summertimemusician]

Linktober 2024, Day 1, Mirror (Self)

Alright here we go again.

Technically a sneak peak of a bigger thing to come in the future that I'm repurposing, and the result of my final playthrough and readthrough before EoW dropped being Four Swords Adventures and that made me sad about Shadow Link again.

Note that this is for the Four Swords Adventures iteration of Shadow Link that might evolve into an LU Shadow, not Dark Link in either LOZ or LU, I have other plans for him.

This one shot was brought to you by Scars by The Crane Wives, Ribs by The Crane Wives, Ruin by The Amazing Devil and Two Minutes by The Amazing Devil because the author's playlist decided to be incredibly cheeky when they blacked out to write this like an ancient seers being cursed with visions and then called mad and hearing they've been put up for execution.

As always the nature of the relationship can be romantic or platonic, mostly due to the author's time constraints and further plans.

Anyway enjoy the reading!

It was cold.

The sort of cold after a wildfire, when everything's turned back to ash, the sort that left burned your vision white after the flames licked through your veins and left an ache in your bones. He shuddered, coughed black onto the stone floor, shaking with a muffled whimper.

It never got any easier, being dragged from the Dark World and into the Realm of Light, the goddesses' world itself revolting against an intruder, wanting the wound torn asunder into their oh so precious realm cauterized. To purge the intrusion and smite it where it stands.

Too bad for them (and for him), his master didn't particularly care about what the world wanted. Didn't particularly care that he hadn't grow accustomed to the pain or the cold, he had to stand up. There was work to be done.

(Shadow gritted his teeth, willed himself not to think about the prophecy of a golden haired princess- because whether he liked it or not, it was prophecy. As those with divinity running through their veins are wont to spill from their throats so carelessly- of violet eyes and a smile a third moonlight and hands holding a hammer.

It always hurt more, after one of the heroes liberated one of the maidens, or the jewels, the pain lingering for days afterwards and carving a home in his metaphorical bones. But just this once he'd take the cold bite of the Four Swords over the pain in the hole in his chest that Vio's betrayal had left, something that felt so much worse than every other time before.

Just this once he wished that maybe, just maybe, the hurt would be too much to bear, that he wouldn't wake up again-

Why? Why does it hurt so much but he's still here? He already knew the Light was uncompromising and unforgiving, but he thought them at least above curses.)

His ears twitched as soft, almost silent footsteps came up to his side. Someone crouching by his fallen form, setting a cautious hand over his own that Shadow couldn't help but draw away from with a hiss, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the world again, to your face, carefully blank as you guided him to lean against your side, a silver choker with a crimson gem winked mockingly at him, the shade closing his eyes and going boneless against your side.

Shadow was so, so tired.

He heard you quietly sigh, plucking his cap from his head and running your fingers through dark amethyst, smoke and mist made hair. "I told you so."

"Shut up." He grumbled, nuzzling further into the crook of your neck. One clawed hand curling against your free wrist, digging into the skin. Absentmindedly noting there were new scratches just above the metal.

It was routine by now, the warmth of your existence against his own a welcome balm, not quite of the Realm of Light where it's unpleasant, not too close to the Dark World where he felt like melting back into the embrace of the darkness, only to howl in agony at being dragged out.

Memories not quite his own bled into his mind all the time. How you'd shape ice into flowers for the princess in winter with nary a though, of blinking and from one second to the next you'd have whatever sword he had hostage if you though it was time for a break with a smile brighter than the sun.

His master had changed that though. It took months for you to stop trying to claw the collar out and to stop trying to fight Vaati.

(Funny how holding a mage's dragon as a bargaining chip is just as effective as kidnapping a ruler.)

Your gaze flicked to the polished obsidian of the Dark Mirror, to the gold, ornate frame. "The offer is still open, you know. Let me take the suffering from you."

"No." He scowled, leaning back to glare into your eyes, a hint of fangs poking out from a maw struggling to keep the shape of a human jaw, "You helped him. Helped them." Shadow spat, there is that hurt again.

You shrugged, a movement that's just slightly awkward as you flinch, "That I did." You confirmed simply, it almost made Shadow see red as he leaned away, knocking your hand from his head in the process, but if there's anything him and the heroes shared, was a lack of a desire to hurt you. It was a little grating to be honest, "Vio even offered to take me with him, to be honest."

"Then why didn't you leave?" He demanded.

Why did you stick around?

Your eyes shuttered, a hint of conflict in your pursed lips. Before you found your words, they come out softly, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you why. You'll just have to find out yourself."

You tug your wrist from his grasp, and Shadow lets you go.

(Stubbornly pushing down on memories and emotions that arearen'tarenotanymore quite his.)

You stand and turn away, pushing the curtains away from your sight, you turn your tired eyes to Shadow with an emotion he can't put a name to. "Just keep it in mind that there's more than one way to end this. Nothing is truly inevitable."

Shadow watches you go. 'There's nothing that can be done. He tells himself, hand hesitating above the Dark Mirror, briefly, it curls into a fist. The hero's original self stares back at him.

'… Does he really believe that?'

He shakes his head, and focuses on willing the Dark Mirror to show him his counterpart.

His chest still hurts.

[maple-the-awesome]

Friend or Foe || Part 1/3

Part 2 || Part 3

Pairings: Four, Hyrule, Legend x GN Reader

Overview: Link visits an alternate world without its hero and, more importantly, a version of you without your Link. Unfortunately, it seems even the smallest of details can lead to disastrous results. In spirt of October and Halloween, I've decided to do a little evil prompt because none of the Links have enough emotional damage yet😈

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Four has known you since childhood, both of your families having been good friends for generations. You've always been peas in a pot together with a level of closeness that results in a lot of ‘old married couple’ jokes. You're usually the first person Four returns to after his adventures, never sparing a single detail as he knows he can trust you with his life if it were to come down to it which makes this situation so perplexing...

This you is nothing like his dear friend back home. You don't have that same sweet smile that makes his heart do loops of delight, rather a wicked grin that makes his stomach turn in disgust. When he heard murmurs about an evil magic-wielder terrorizing this world, it would've been his last guess that such a person could look exactly like you - same face, same name, same everything!

"What an interesting assortment of weapons, especially this one!" Four bites back a snarl when this cursed version of you holds the Four Sword high into the sky with a teasing smirk, "It's practically dripping with magic. Where did you get it? ...Still not going to answer me? Oh, but you were so talkative earlier - what, with all your meaningless questions and desperate begging.”

Trapped behind cold iron bars, all Four can do is watch helplessly as you search through the rest of the items you’ve stolen from him, making little comments here and there which he refuses to acknowledge (he’s learned from Vaati that responses are only encouragement). The others should be here to rescue him soon anyway. In the meantime, he’s trying to make sense of this whole situation as he has been since you first caught him.

'This just can't be our flower. I refuse to believe it. They'd never be so cruel to us like this! They're our friend!' 

'Of course they aren’t, you idiot! There's no way they'd be evil at all! This scum is an imposter and the second we get out of this prison we'll teach them a lesson about why they shouldn’t dare tarnish an angel's name like -!'

'- Calm down. We're in a different version of Hyrule which means this is more than likely this kingdom’s version of -'

'- Hogwash! Don’t you dare finish that sentence! They'd never act like this even in a different world!'

'I don’t want to believe it either, however the fact of the matter is it isn’t impossible. Think about it. Everything about this world is similar to our own excluding our existence. There is no hero meaning we weren’t ever there to protect them. Did you think about that?'

'...No...'

'That's so sad!'

Four must agree with his arguing thoughts. Although this you isn't the one he has waiting for him back home, he can't help feeling some pity towards you, refusing to believe you could simply be born evil. Something led you down this path you currently trek, and maybe this world isn't necessarily within his range of responsibility, however he still feels a bit guilty for not being able to help any version of you, here or there.

Hyrule met you shortly after meeting Zelda which was natural considering you were the eldest child of the crown. He must admit he's unfortunately never gotten the chance to know you too well, seeing as you have so many responsibilities that keep you busy while he, himself, is often sidetracked venturing through a broken world, yet nevertheless, he does know you to be a kind and generous leader - someone he’s always admired very deeply which is why he’s having so much trouble accepting you could ever be like this…

This kingdom has a sort of sadness that flows throughout the dusty sky and crumbled grass. Legend mentioned something about visiting a kingdom like it before, although Hyrule wonders now if all aspects of the Vet's experiences would match. He would ask, however such a question wouldn't be appropriate at the moment given as both heroes have been brought to their knees, spears held close to their heads to keep them submissive (not that it gets rid of Legend's scowl).

When Hyrule first laid eyes on you while being forced him to take a knee in front of your throne, he had been relieved, so certain that you'd immediately wave off your hostile guards and take note of the obvious misunderstanding that has occurred, after all this traveler is a dear friend of yours who should be treated as such. Alas, Hyrule shivers instead, frozen under your cold gaze as you glare down upon Legend and him.

"These are the heroes you found? I thought they'd be taller - more a threat than little mice," You sigh boredly with your head rested against your hand, although you do take a second longer to admire Hyrule, smirking at the boy who unlike his feisty friend looks absolutely petrified to be in your presences. 

Pushing yourself off your throne, you approach the poor boy and kneel before him. Despite his attempt to flinch away, you still succeed in running your hand against his cheek, "...Oh, but you're a cutie, aren't you? A rare gem in a world so broken."

At least you're aware of the current status of this kingdom. Hyrule would like to think that with some bitterness in mind, however he actually manages to feel sympathetic while watching you wander back to your throne, not missing that frown upon your face. 

It’s then that he’s reminded of a story his friends and him were told upon arrival here - that this world’s hero had died tragically many years ago. There’s no evidence that this world’s current state is because of you which means you could’ve simply inherited a cursed throne and allowed your own heart to hardened under the depressing circumstances, a fate Hyrule fears might have easily occurred to his own version of you as well if not for the support you had received from your siblings and himself. If only you weren’t alone in this world. Maybe then you could have become a beloved queen here, too.

Legend denies that he ever knew you; it hurts too much to accept otherwise. For the short time that he had known you, you had been a light in his life, always so sweet and magical in a way that could lift even the darkest of thoughts. There's a side of him who wishes every night that he'll be blessed with a dream about you because much to his dismay, that's his only way of seeing you again. He'd give anything to meet you in person once more even if for just a second, but not like this...

He's trying hard to keep the scowl on his face - trying to act unintimated, trying to act annoyed - despite how much his heart is aching deep down. He can feel his eyes burning. He can taste iron as he bites down upon his lip, praying to Hylia he'll wake up any moment now.

Promptly after arriving in this Hyrule, the Chain had received several warnings from locals about a ‘demon’ which lurks in the night. They claim that the creature only ever appears in the shadows, preying upon weak minds and cursing them with cruel nightmares. 

Legend, of course, dismissed it all as a story meant to scare children, even going as far as to give Warrior a hard time for being jumpy while the group was setting up camp in a forest right outside of town. Unlike some of the others, Legend doesn’t care if the wind whispers or how certain trees around them look like faces, and he was actually sleeping quite well amongst it all until getting up to go to the bathroom. 

Walking back into camp, he had been alarmed to notice a cloaked figure hovering right above Wild, their hand outstretched towards his head as the Champion shifted and whimpered in his sleep. Everyone else appeared to already be in similar states of distress, even Time’s stone expression crinkled in pain.

"HEY! GET AWAY FROM THEM!" Legend was quick to shout, catching the monster's attention before drawing his sword which he had thankfully taken with him earlier. He planned on fighting off the beast then hopefully waking the others from their nightmares, yet instead he found himself trapped in one of his own when the cloaked figure removed their hood.

Now he can't move, frozen in terror as he tries desperately to shake the feeling...No...No, it can't be you. This is a trick - an illusion the monster has created to mess with him. You would never stain your beautiful face with such a wicked smile. You'd never hurt anything or anyone the way this thing already has!

Regardless of his doubt, Legend can only shake as you approach a lot faster than he can process, likely aided by your ability to effortlessly float his way. Whether due to a spell of yours or a result of his own weak will, he doesn't jerk away like he wants to when you run a hand over his cheek, cooing in a mocking way, "Aw, get a lot of nightmares, do you honey?"

"N-No. Not at all," He manages, at last finding the strength to swing your way which is an action helped by closing his eyes. If he can't see your face, he won't have to battle his concern over hurting you; he can better convince himself that you aren't truly here as you've never been.

"Liar," You easily dodge him, using merely two fingers to grab his sword midair. Keeping it in place, you lean forward, your breath making his legs wobble as the tears finally begin to prick in the corners of his eyes, "I can read your thoughts - see your fears…Oh, but this is far worse than any nightmare you've had, isn't it, my dear? Far worse than any I could bestow upon you with my magic. Poor thing. You miss them terribly, don't you? If that's the case, then you shouldn’t avoid me so. Soak it up. Remember what I look like. After all, it's the last chance you'll ever get to reach out and touch me."

[writerwithbrainrot]

Extra! Extra!

Welcome to the side stories! Stories I make that won't be long. Think of like. . . one shots.

I'm thinking about taking requests to write honestly! Just for fun, you know? If I do decide to do that, I'll make a rules but for it.

But for now, this is just side stories by I, the Wizard!

If there are warnings, they will be in the story, or on here if there is a common theme. No NSFW, I'm not comfortable writing that stuff.

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Romantic:

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Platonic:

------LOZ Villains------

A Deal Between Myself and the Mage. (Vaati x GN!Reader)

The Club of Evil (Loz villans x Gn!Reader)

------LOZ Heros------

How do I tell someone I love them? (Linked universe modern au)

Playground Sweethearts (Linked universe Modern Au)

Come Back to Bed (Malon X Link)

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Up to interpretation???:

The Bakery Downtown (Gn!reader)(Jjba golden wind)

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[xivymoonx]

New Chapter for The Nature of Wind is Up!

AFAB/Female Reader version: (x)

AMAB/Male Reader version: (x)

[shadows-writing-lounge]

25.Pegging

Character-Vaati-Legend of Zelda: Minish Cap

Afab Reader, Vaati gets pegged my dudes, dom reader, bratty Vaati , butt stuff, lube not mentioned because I have no idea how to handle lube in Legend of Zelda’s world. Short King Vaati

When he wished to be a powerful sorcerer he didn’t think this would be the outcome. When his new form and size came to him he didn’t think about the possibilities of it. He admired himself and his new powers, he didn’t believe he’d ever be dominated again.

Not that he minded. Laying on his back legs spread to allow you to prep him. Tongue and fingers getting to work.

When he first saw you with the strap-on he was taken aback. He’d never known something like this even existed. Picori aren’t known for their sexual exploits anyway. 

Vaati huffs, not wanting to show how much he was enjoying this. He stuffs his hand into his mouth to muffle a moan that escaped, you having pressed against that good spot in him. 

He was already aroused by the sight of you between his thighs but the sensations of your ministrations didn’t help. The erection he had was kinda painful, he really didn’t understand why he was so aroused by this. He moved his attention back to you as you stopped your movements. Instead settling yourself above him. Guide his legs around you the best you could, you brush some of his lilac hair out of his face. Placing a kiss on his forehead you rotate your hips to press the tip of the strap to its place.

“Don’t tense,” you scold Vaati as his legs tighten around your sides. Vaati didn’t mean to but it was his body’s instinctive reaction to the cold silicone pressing against his ass. 

“If you changed your mind I can stop. It’s no-” you were cut off with the sorcerer wrapping his arms around your neck.

“Don’t you dare!” he hisses. It would be intimidating if he wasn’t red with embarrassment. 

“As you wish,” you say, pushing in while he wasn’t paying attention. His legs twitched but remained relaxed as you sheath the strap all the way. 

You run your hands through his hair. Something you know he likes and it calms him. Though sometimes like a cat, he’ll act like he doesn’t want you to pet it. Then be pissy that you hadn’t done it anyway. 

“Tell me when you feel comfortable with me moving.”

“Now” he says it as a demand. You raise an eyebrow at him.

“Please….” he didn’t have time to be embarrassed as you gave a deep stroke. You pull out to the tip and push back in until the two of you are flush against each other once more. Vaati almost found it too slow as you bucked into him but you knew he needed this. At least for the first time.

“Faster!” Vaati gripped your shoulders before attempting to move himself on the strap but you stopped him. Holding him down.

“You sure about that, my Dear?” you ask leaning down to hold your face just above Vaati’s. Vaati swallowed, almost regretting being demanding when he’s the one on the bottom. He got his desire granted as you changed your pace. Hips slapping together as you move trying to rub places that would drive Vaati nuts. Vaati’s nails dig into your back but not enough to draw blood. 

“Why are you so quiet now? Where have your commands gone?” Vaati couldn’t respond. He was too busy muttering curses and the odd praise. 

You reached between your bodies intending to stroke Vaati but one of his hands jolted from your shoulder to your hand.

“No! Not yet,” he huffs crismon eyes closed. You press a kiss to his neck. He let his head fall to the side to give you room. You moved yours and his hand above his head. He squirmed, something he always does when he’s close.

“Are you going to come for me. Just from me fucking your ass? You’re so cute,” you say next to his pointed ear before returning to kiss his neck. Vaati tried to retaliate but was cut off by you pushing against a bundle of nerves and he tried to choke back a moan. 

“Shh, Shh, Vaati let me hear you,” you whisper to him, rolling your hips to hit that bundle again. Vaati made a choked noise,  his hand that lay in yours gripping down and the other pressed against the back of your neck.

“That’s it cum for me,” you smile into his neck as Vaati clenched around your. Legs, arms and insides bearing down on you. 

Using the hand that’s not in Vaati;s grip you rubbed his side. Letting him fall down from his high slowly. You waited a few seconds after to slip the strap from him and unbuckle it. Setting it aside to be cleaned later. 

“You did so well,” you praised the minish, giving him a minute to collect himself before you move away from him. You don’t stay away from him for long until he pulls you to back to him. He’s always needy afterwards. Wanting cuddles and praise.

You sigh as you let him move you around so he can lay his head on you chest. Blowing some of his hair out of your face you raise a hand to smooth down the tussled locks.

[palace-0f-winds]

non traditional post but it came to me while half awake half asleep and i wrote it down immediately

now i have to get up and get ready for my study abroad interview, wish me luck 🫡 actual works coming, i promise

[teaabexx]

Vaati nsfw HCS !!

ahem MDNI please I'll be checking and blocking.

Really short I'm sorry :(

He's an ass guy. I know it, from who ? Nobody's gonna know. Anyway do not bend over when he's around because he CAN and WILL squeeze it. Am I crazy ? Maybe. But I really see him doing that.

He wants to fuck you on his throne, like you sitting on his lap and y'know. Doing the thing. Yeah. The usual I mean. Ahem.

I think he's silent when doing it, occasionally letting out small grunts. BUT he does whimper a lot when you give him a head. He sometimes talk dirty to you.

OH HOW HE LOOOOVES BEING CHOKED BETWEEN YOUR THIGHS MMMH. He'll literally BEG to be choked.

Actually I don't see him being too rough, even if he's supposed to be a vilain I don't see him hurting you. The only thing he allows himself to do is squeeze your ass and bite you but no spanking, slapping, hitting and that kind of thing.

He's a big fan of fingering you, the way you clench around his fingers make him feel even more powerful than he is.

Once Shadow caught you doing in it in his office, you bent over his desk and him thrusting into you. He never came back again without knocking.

[short-yandere-stories]

since you did such an amazing job with your headcanons for yandere Link, do you think you could bless me with some for Hyrule's demon wind mage, Vaati? ●u●✨

Oh, but of course I will! I love the Zelda games so much,,,,, Thank you for sending in another request

Content Warnings: yandere behavior, kidnapping, mentions of manipulation

This is a yandere work. Proceed with caution and please be mindful of your triggers.

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Vaati desires power from the evil in men’s hearts, so imagine his shock when he meets you.

There is no such malice coming from you at all.

How can that be?

Vaati makes it his next task to figure out why and try to tempt you into doing bad deeds to see the evil grow inside you, but you don’t fall for his traps.

Vaati will become increasingly frustrated with you – why aren’t you like everyone else?

Soon, he can’t get you out of his mind, and he will snap.

“WHY ARE YOU NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE? I CAN’T FIGURE YOU OUT!”

Vaati will grow obsessed with finding out everything he can about you and why you’re different.

You will be locked up – he can’t risk anyone managing to taint you before he has the chance.

But after a while, he will realize that he doesn’t want you to become like everyone else…

In fact… he realizes that he wants you to accept him and love him for who he is.

And boy, does Vaati have several ways of making you do that… Whether you want it or not.

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[sinfulauthorwrites]

Kinktober 2024 Day 24: On The Desk with Vaati x GN!Reader

🩵 Many thanks to @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction for the prompts list! 🩵

Ship: Vaati x GN!Reader

Word Count: 109

Applicable Tags: Desk Sex, Punishment, Light Dom/sub, Dom Vaati, Sub Reader, Dirty Talk, Undescribed Penetrative Sex, Hair Pulling, Teasing, Praise Kink, Pet Names, Light Spanking, POV Second Person

You grip the opposing edge of Vaati’s ornate desk as he thrusts into you, skin slapping against skin. Your pants and undergarments pool around your ankles, as Vaati nearly tore them off of you when you distracted him from his work with some lewd suggestions.

“Have you learned your lesson yet, my sweet?” Vaati tugs your hair, causing your back to arch and his crimson eyes to bore into yours.

“Y-yes! I won’t bother you again, I p-promise!” Your composure is barely held together, words escaping your lips in a jumbled mess.

“Good pet.” Vaati slaps your ass, releasing your hair and giving you a chance to breathe again.

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