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When Night Falls (Masterpost)

Rating: Mature

Summary: As the bloodthirsty Twili flood the land of Hyrule, two sword spirits are tasked with protecting the land and purging the invaders. Such a task is not as easy as it sounds——for one of them, at least…

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9 (NEW!!)

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Concupiscence

urrrggghhh my first nsfw fic done and posted. I was really contemplating whether or not to mark this as mature, but the drawing isn’t really that explicit. it can literally just be interpreted as zant looking at something/someone he’s really in love with. if I copy and pasted the entire fic here, it would be marked as mature, but I don’t wanna. so, for any minors that may or may not be following me, sowwy but I have to tell you to sit out on this fic and just look at the not-as-nsfw artwork. but in the end, I kinda can’t tell you what to do, so maybe you will read the fic if you’re a rule breaker.

summary + link to AO3 under the cut! (pleeeaaase I’m warning you, don’t be a rule breaker!)

link to fic!! (only available for registered users)

Summary: Zant is left home alone while Ghirahim has taken off for a several-day trip. Waiting for his lover to return that day, Zant decides to have some fun with himself.

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Under The Weather

Yup, my third fic is now finished and posted. This one’s a GhiraZant sickfic, and it’s a bit shorter than my other works. I’ve had the idea of a sickfic in my mind for maybe a year or so but I’ve never actually tried working on it until just yesterday, which was the same day I finished it.

For the illustration, I was going to draw one of the scenes from the fic but, (spoiler alert), I didn’t really want to draw Zant puking, so I just went with the bowl of soup.

Here’s the AO3 link!

Summary: Zant catches the flu. Ghirahim tends to the bedridden Twili as best he can.

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Kinktober 2025: Ghirazant Edition

(I already posted about this but I should probably make a proper one with a link…)

surprise, surprise! if you’ve seen my many yapping posts, you might’ve seen the one where I was talking about a ‘daily challenge for october,’ which I later gave up on. well, I’m pleased to announce that I DIDN’T give up on it after all, and the challenge I’m doing is kinktober! there’s 23 entries to it, and most of them range from 200-700 words. admittedly it was very rushed (I started this like last week), but hey, it’s still something

uhmmmmm here’s the link! the fic is only available for registered users, so make sure to log in if you want to see it

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Terrors In The Night

Second GhiraZant fic done and posted WOOO!!!! I probably would’ve finished this way sooner if it wasn’t for writer’s block hitting me and making me take a several month long hiatus from writing, but at least I finished it before the end of the year!

I feel like I should also mention that this fanfic takes place post-game and in the present day, so there’s that

Here’s the link to the story on AO3!!

Summary: Ghirahim has a nightmare. Turns out that the great Lord Ghirahim has fears, too, his biggest fear of all concerning the life of the dear Twili whom he had become so close to.

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Acquainted

I posted my first fanfic (which is obviously a GhiraZant one) on AO3 and I drew one of the scenes from it

Feel free to read it here! Or don’t. Again, it’s my first ever fanfiction so it’s not the best

Summary: The Demon Lord Ghirahim was never fond of mortals. This was no exception for Zant, the Usurper King of Twilight and Ghirahim’s strange new ally.

However, after an interaction with the Twilight King on a calm desert night, Ghirahim’s view on him changes.

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Master Post!!

alright so good morning or evening to you, dear account visitor. you can just call me Crumbs, and here’s a bunch of junk about myself and this account:

-I mainly post Zelda content on here, most of which relates to the two biggest freaks in the franchise: Ghirahim and Zant. but especially Zant because I am not normal when it comes to him

-I’m a huge GhiraZant shipper. I started shipping them in like 2019, but I didn’t make anything related to them until around 2023, and I really started focusing on them when I made this account in 2024

-the only accounts I have are this one, my GhiraZant ask blog, and an Instagram account (which I would rather not share here. for one, it’s a lot more “family friendly” than this account, and two, I’m just a bit more active here). I don’t really care if anyone on Tumblr finds that account, but I do care if someone on Instagram finds this account. if I originally knew you from Instagram, SHOO! this is a whole different space than you’re used to from me!

-I like to draw and write stuff which, you guessed it, mostly relates to Ghirahim, Zant, or GhiraZant

-I write a lot of one shots, but I’m also currently working on a multi-chapter GhiraZant “vampire” AU fic called When Night Falls. you can find the masterpost for it here!

-as for my one shots, most of it takes place in the modern day. this is mostly because I headcanon Ghirahim and Zant being “just allies/friends” for a very long time from Hyrule Warriors, but they start dating in the modern era because they were both too scared to confess to each other until then

-I’d say my account is pretty much 16+ since it contains some suggestive content, but if it’s anything more than a little suggestive reference, I’ll put a warning or, if it’s really that bad (aka literally anything showing the slightest bit of nudity because tumblr’s stupid and will get mad at me if I post a nipple), I’ll mark it as mature

-I might post vents every now and then. obviously I’m gonna tag them as a vent, but I just wanted to mention that. also, when I post a vent, pleeeeaaaase do not reply to the post. I just don’t feel comfortable with it since I’m talking about my darkest feelings and all

anyways auuuuuggghhhhuuuuu here’s the tags I use for my content:

Art: #crumbs draws

Writing: #crumbs writes

When I scream into the void: #crumbs blabbers

Anything related to When Night Falls: #wnf

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The Nymph Gathering: stuffing fic: 2nd person POV: food pushing, group stuffing, fairies/nymphs

"I'm glad you came after all, I was worried for a minute I was too forward."

(you tell him you were a little nervous, but couldn't resist coming to a real nymph gathering)

"They can get a little dull to be honest. It's better when one of us can get a human in here. Don't be frightened when they bombard you with questions, we don't get out much."

(you tell him you don't mind. you aren't an expert in "the human experience" or anything, but you'll answer what you can)

a tree steps out of the ground and shifts into a plump, green-haired woman with dark brown skin. a ripple of water jumps out of the nearby creek and takes the shape of a wispy, spry old woman with cloudy hair and a long, thin face. more and more features of the forest crawl out of the ground, the water, the trees, and the air and turn into curious wide-eyed observers of.... you.

"That can't be a real human, it's far too graceful!"

"it looks real enough to me. where'd you find it?"

"do you go to real school?" "do you have a name and pronouns you aren't using?" "what is a profiterole?" "is that your natural hair?" "what do you feed your pet? Like, what do those house animals eat?"

(you try your best to answer all of their questions but find yourself bogged down by the sheer number of them. you find it in yourself to ask them if there is anything to eat around here.)

almost all of them scatter. all except the one who brought you to the gathering. He stifles a chuckle.

"now you've done it."

(you ask him what you've done.)

"hardly anyone asks anyone else to cook as we barely need to eat at all. but now they're excited because they have someone to taste test their nymph attempts at human food."

(you tell him that doesn't sound bad at all and you'd be happy to try a bit of everything)

"you'd better mean that. once they get started feeding a human, everyone will want a turn and it may take some effort to get them to slow down"

(you assure him you'll be fine. after all you missed dinner to come here, so they'll be doing you a favor.)

the elderly naiad from the creek skips toward you carrying a plate of... some sort of dumpling?

"I've been trying my hand at hand pies. Blackberry of course, the superior berry! Try a few?"

(you gladly take one and immediately bite into it. you find it to be indescribably delicious. you regain your senses enough to ask her if it is a hint of lemon you taste)

she nods

(you lick your fingers of the extra pie filling and ask for another, only to find the plate empty and your shirt covered in crumbs of that flaky wo n d e r f u l c r u s t...)

"weren't you a hungry one! I'm sorry i didn't have more."

(you bashfully thank her for sharing.)

a portly satyr runs up to you with a box of something chocolatey-smelling

"oh thank goodness you didn't go anywhere- I mean- you can go where you like of course- only I hope you'll stay and try my- umm I think these are brownie bites? That's what the book I used called them- only the names of things change so frequently I never feel sure of anything-"

(you pop one into your mouth. than another, then two more. your stomach feels almost full, but also like you could eat these light little bakes forever. the box however, rudely refuses to be bottomless. as you feel your fingers hit the bottom, you apologize for taking all of it.)

"think nothing of it! I've never had someone so enthusiastically react to my baking- I mean- if I can make something so tempting you can't resist eating all of it, then I think- I might be winning at baking."

(you assure him he is)

He smiles brightly, then runs off as a small crowd of nymphs circles you, beckoning shyly yet insistently to try a bit of this and that.

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"are you still having fun?"

(you can hardly tell left and right apart as he slides another bite of creamy, cheesy pasta past your lips, so overwrought with sensation and pleasure that you forget where you are. you nod dopily at him, opening your mouth for another bit of that divine pasta dish)

"Good, good. you know we hardly ever find SUCH a willing human to take part in our little events."

(you moan a little, feeling profoundly overfull, but not sick, just tight as a drum, yet so so soft. you wonder how long its been since food wasn't passing your lips. Your belly lets out the tiniest gurgle as you swallow a mouthful of something garlicky.)

a chorus of oohs and ahs erupts from the audience of sprites. they descend upon you, poking, prodding, and gently massaging your engorged belly.

(you blush brightly from the sensation. every touch drawing a series of new gurglings from your gut. as they smooth their multitude of hand across your belly, your mind begins to clear. you begin to realize you really don't know how long you've been here or how much you've eaten. you also realize you don't care enough to stop, or go back. To be pampered and worshiped like this, it feels to good to give up just yet. you let them know you're starting to feel hungry, really hungry again.)

the lot of them scatter again to get more food, leaving you with the individual who brought you to this wonderful place.

"you really like it here? Really and truly?"

(you tell him yes, enough to stay for a long time, and you give him a quick peck on the cheek.)

"AH! hahehee! Ahem....... ok!"

he continues letting out the most genuine, high pitched set of giggles you've ever heard.