Post-Hyrule | Ganondorf/Reader

part one - a phantom menace

this lowkey started as a joke fic i wrote on one of my numerous insomnia episodes for fun but i actually had a lot of fun writing it so i tweaked it to be actually readable but i still left in some comedic elements. as i said in the description i started writing this before tears of the kingdom (way before actually lol) so as a result it is spoiler free (for now at least). i only just got the motivation to have it in a publishable state cause zelda hype. anyways i wrote the first chapter two years ago and the second one this year so i apologize if the writing style totally changes. enjoy!

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it was the middle of the night, the moon was full, and old man lewie was out feeding the rats again. at this odd hour, you were rushing through the woods as fast as your legs would carry you. you could hear twigs snapping and leaves crunching behind you as you fled. the sound of the creatures you called 'bat-eared' bokoblins chiming as they bounced made you speed up. soon, akkala village's entrance came into view. you raced for it with a bit of relief knowing that you were so close. every step felt like a painful eternity. then, just as they nearly pounced on your ankles with their pitchforks, you took a leap of faith that crossed the border and they squeaked in horror. your feet skidded across the ground and you spun on your heel.

your protection spell worked! the magical force field sent the tiny menaces flying backwards. they both shook their heads and took off, their tails and ears all droopy leaving you to smile smugly in satisfaction. sure, regular bokoblins and moblins are bad, but these ones just popped up out of nowhere a few years ago and have been the most mischievous devils ever since. these ones don't act on brute savagery... everyone is pretty sure they do what they do just to be annoying. you heard from someone once that they were a species of bokoblin that sailors accidentally brought back with them, but you were a bit suspicious of that. mostly because you believed there's no where else they could've come from except for the depths of the underworld.

you caught your breath and turned towards the sight of your village. you could only dream of having something like kakariko peak or hateno town. every building looked like you took a swamp hut and put it in some creepy woods in an eternal autumn. few houses had air conditioning or a good water system. the worst were falling apart with rot and didn't even have electricity or plumbing at all. you only knew of one person to own a celly, hyrule's latest revolutionary tech, and that was your friend with relatives in castle town. mail could only be received at the post office. no mayor or guardian forces. thankfully no trouble ever came to the town besides the miniblins because everyone knew each other from how small it had become. you were lucky to have one of the better houses. the only drawback was no hot water and you had a rat infestation. oh, how carefully you had to guard your rupees from those thieves. but you didn't feel like you could complain much. with the amount of people in hyrule now, there were others who had it way worse, right?

the ground you walked on was made of solid dirt. it had more dead leaves on it than grass. a thick fog always blanketed it at night, and right now you could barely see your feet. there were lots of trees, a few dead. all the houses faced a clearing in the middle in a wonky circle, where there was a broken in half prayer statue with wilted wildflowers placed around it. you passed it as you went up to your house, walking up the rickety stairs and onto the porch. you fumbled for your spare key in your wool jacket that you used to lock the door when you left. "aha!" you whispered as you quietly clicked the key in and turned the knob. you stepped in, trying to be as quiet as possible with the creaky floorboards.

however, as you made your way to your room, a figure walked out of it. you almost screamed in surprise but the lights flickered on and your aunt sally stands right in front of you. sally was not your real aunt; she was simply your not-legal-guardian and a real irritating one at that. she looked extremely disappointed.