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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 1 year ago

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Fighter chapter 12

Note: shoutout to book Sihtric. Earlier chapters are: here.

Warnings: fluff/light smut/suggestive. Mention of blood.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: Your husband faced his opponent in the cage.

wordcount: 3,3k

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You stared at Sihtric from across his bedroom while he was looking down at his phone, his back turned towards you. You looked him up and down as he stood there shirtless, wearing only his red sweatpants, and you smiled at the sight of his scarred yet perfect muscular back, and even at the several bruises he had earned only about twelve hours ago. Your husband had won last night's fight but hadn't walked out of the octagon unharmed either. You remembered how he had been wrestling with his opponent, Aethelred, for several long minutes, gaining those clearly visible marks on his back before he had managed to get back up at his feet again.

You snapped out of your memory when Sihtric turned while grabbing a few shirts, his eyes still glued on his phone as he was reading a text from his car dealer, who just wrote to him that his brand new Bugatti was ready to be picked up. You kept your eyes on him as you thought he was so handsome like this, when he was just doing his own thing, quietly, not opening his mouth. His long hair was tied back, the sides recently shaved just before the fight, and despite the cuts and bruises on his face he still looked like a sculpture to you, like a God. You couldn't deny that you felt a heat rise inside of you when you looked at his arms, which flexed lightly whenever he moved, and you felt a sudden urge to feel those arms around you, squeezing you tightly from behind while you'd sink your teeth into his wrist as he'd fuck you relentlessly, just like he had done the night before his fight.

After a long moment your husband felt your eyes on him, and he looked up, pulling you out of your steamy fantasy, and you felt yourself swooning at the sight of his mismatched eyes. You still counted yourself the luckiest girl alive by being married to that fine piece of man, despite all the hardships that had been thrown at you. You always made it through together, and you couldn't imagine ever wanting someone that wasn't him. But then… then Sihtric smiled at you as he was about to tell you about his new car.

And it was not just a sweet small smile, no, it was a full smile. One that caused wrinkles next to his eyes and exposed his teeth, and you felt that rush of desire for him fade away instantly. You made a face before you looked away and walked out of the room, down the stairs, leaving Sihtric on his own upstairs as he continued to pack his bags.

He just sighed and then chuckled, because he knew you still loved him despite his most recent fuck up, which he only had himself to blame for.

When you and Sihtric got home after his car crash and had a good talk, you decided to stay the night with him after he had asked you through his tears. You finally slept in the same bed again, but you both couldn't help feeling it was rather strange after the distance there had been between you. It took a few days for things to slowly feel like normal again, and you finally found support in each other when grief took over on the bad days.

But as life simply seemed to continue just like that, Sihtric was still training for his fight, which was closing in. He usually would move out of his house for a little while to focus on the fight and his training, but as circumstances were a little different now, he wanted to stay with you and prepare at home. His team had told him that there was no shame in cancelling the fight either, as everyone would understand he'd need time to heal and be there for you too, but he said he was doing okay. And you knew more than anyone else that he needed the fight more than ever, so you wouldn't even let him cancel it if he had asked you.

And in a way it was good that he continued his training, as it kept you busy too by being his physiotherapist and doing exercises with him twice a day. It gave you both a sense of routine again and an understanding that life goes on, no matter how hard it may be. To keep things going and to distract yourselves, and also because you really wanted to move to a different home, you and Sihtric spent evenings together in bed with his laptop after his training, hunting for houses, and you had already scheduled a few viewings only a day after his fight. You had asked him if it was a good idea to plan a viewing so short after the fight, as you never knew in what state he'd climb out of that cage afterwards, but he promised it would be fine. You only later wished you hadn't listened to him.

Then, when there was only one day before the fight left, Sihtric came up to you in the kitchen and asked if you had a moment to talk.

'What is it?' you asked, a little anxiously when you saw his troubled face as you sat next to him on his couch, 'are you okay, tiger?'

'Yeah, I just… I- I, you know, I mean, like, are we … good?' he asked, hesitantly.

'What?' you frowned, confused, 'yeah? I mean… I thought we were good? At the very least we're trying to live normally again. What makes you think we're not good?'

'Well,' Sihtric shifted and fidgeted with his wedding ring, 'it's just that… I'm not sure if you're, you know, still- still attracted to me…'

You stared at Sihtric and blinked, dumbfounded. Even with the messy, uncombed hair he had right now you still could not think of a more beautiful man than him, inside and out, and you snorted.

'You think I am not attracted to you anymore?'

Sihtric mumbled something and shrugged, 'Are you?'

'Of course I am,' you said and took his hands, 'honey, why do you think otherwise?'

'Well… we haven't been really intimate in a while, and I know it's because of everything that happened and now because of my fight but I just,' Sihtric sighed and shook his head lightly, 'I just worried maybe I fucked up. I mean I know I fucked up, but after we spoke about things I figured we were okay and working on our relationship again but I just… I- I feel less desired by you, I guess.'

'Sihtric,' you cupped his cheeks, 'of course I am still attracted to you, silly,' you pecked his lips and stared into his duo-coloured eyes, 'you are still wildly arousing to me,' you said, to which you both chuckled, 'but yes, things have been different lately due to everything. My sex drive was just not what it used to be for a while, that just happens when you're going through lows. And I assumed it's been the same for you?'

Sihtric nodded, 'Yeah, but, it's… I guess it's fairly normal again now,' he paused, then gave you hopeful eyes and asked, 'kiss?'

You smiled and pecked your husband's lips softly.

'Well, I'm getting back to fairly normal again too, but now we can't do anything because of the fight. Therefore I also wasn't going to tempt you when I wanted to,' you shrugged, 'I promise, you do not need to worry about us. We're good. I'm still attracted to you and I still love you, okay? I guess after tomorrow's fight we can explore each other again,' you smiled, 'if you're not too battered that is.'

'But I want you now,' your husband whispered, almost whining as he sat back and looked at you, then pulled you in his lap, 'now, bunny,' he hummed, and his hands roamed over your sides.

You bit down on your lip and smiled. It had indeed been too long since you had been intimate with him, but you didn't want to risk him losing his fight just because you wanted to have sex. Sihtric knew this as well as you, but he was too cocky to admit it could be his downfall during the fight. Because of his fighting success he thought he could simply have it all, and you hated his ego as much as you loved it. You hated a cocky guy, but yours was just so sexy when he was overly confident, he was hard to resist.

'I want you too,' you murmured against his lips, 'but we shouldn't. You know we shouldn't.'

'Doesn't that make it more fun?' Sihtric smiled in between hungry and sloppy kisses, 'I have nothing to lose, baby.'

'Except for your reputation as a new MMA fighter,' you scoffed as he held your face and looked into your eyes.

'Fuck that reputation,' Sihtric said softly, eyes darting all over you, 'I have everything I need right here in my lap. I don't need that reputation,' he smiled slyly and pulled you back in, 'I'm still getting paid, win or lose,' he brushed his lips over yours while his hands found your buttocks, and he squeezed your ass firmly, 'I still get to buy my wife a new house, win or lose,' he chuckled and flicked his tongue against your lips, then bit your lower lip and lightly sucked it before he kissed you again. 'And I still get to fuck my wife in every room of whichever new house we move into, win or lose.'

'Oh, you think so?' you purred teasingly, your hands sliding under his UFC shirt that had his last name on the back, 'you think I'd let you fuck me when you lose that fight?'

Sihtric smirked as he hummed and shoved his hand down your sweatpants, 'I don't think,' he said, and teased you by lightly dragging his fingers over your soaked panties, 'I know for a fact you'll let me fuck you by how wet you already are for me.'

'And you thought I wasn't attracted to you.'

'I thought wrong.'

You exhaled sharply when he brushed his fingertips over your lips and, as you exhaled, pushed two digits in your mouth while you began to desperately grind his thigh.

'That's my good girl,' Sihtric breathed as he watched you with heavy lidded eyes, 'you want me?'

'Mhm,' you hummed pathetically as you sucked his fingers with greed.

'I didn't get that,' he said with a low voice and removed his fingers, 'do you want me?' he asked again as he slowly licked his lips.

'Y-yes,' you whispered, 'but we… we shouldn't. They don't want you to have sex before a fight-'

'Then they shouldn't have let me marry a wife as arousing as you.'

'Sihtric,' you chuckled and blushed, 'honey, we eloped.'

'Exactly,' he smiled, 'so no one can stop us now either.'

He pulled you back in again to kiss your lips, and he then smoothly flipped you over on the couch, face down, ass up, just the way he liked it. He pulled your sweatpants down and you felt his warm hands on your ass while he teasingly rubbed his hands over your exposed skin.

'We… shouldn't be doing this,' you murmured, not very convincing, to which Sihtric chuckled softly.

'I know.'

Fight Night.

Just like at the other fights you witnessed before, your heart was pounding out of your chest while you watched your husband walk out to the centre of the arena. This time you weren't in the crowd, near the octagon, instead you watched the fight on the tv screen in Sihtric's dressing room as you didn't want to draw any attention to yourself. You and Sihtric were both aware of the rumours that were being spread online lately. The latest gossip was that you and 'the bad boy heart-throb fighter' were divorced after Sihtric had posted those selfies of him without his wedding ring, when you had "left" him for a short while.

Sihtric didn't like the fact you weren't in the crowd as he knew it would fuel the gossip even more, but he completely understood and also wanted to shield you from the media right now, so he had Finan watch with you while Uhtred, his coach, was right outside the octagon. You watched the screen and saw how your husband's opponent, one Aethelred, made his way to the octagon and Finan huffed beside you.

'Little shit.'

'What?'

'That guy,' Finan grumbled, 'he's a weasel. Everyone knows he doesn't fight fair.'

Because of your personal worries as of late you hadn't even looked up Sihtric's opponent, as you usually did, so you actually had no idea who he was up against and hearing Finan's words made you anxious.

'What do you mean?'

You suddenly feared for your husband's wellbeing as you watched Aethelred enter the octagon. He did look like the type of guy who would cheat his way out of anything, and by the crowd's reaction he wasn't very popular amongst them either as the arena was filled with their loud booing, so loud you could even hear it in the dressing room.

'He'll try some shit, believe me,' Finan said, 'he always does.'

You watched the screen and saw how the camera closed in on Sihtric, and he grabbed the camera to kiss the lens, which you knew he did for you and you felt yourself tear up already. He looked so good, so handsome, with his hair braided while wearing black and green Venum fighting shorts, and you got lost in your own thoughts for a moment about how you couldn't wait to wrap your arms around him again and pull down those shorts. But then before you knew it, that horrific sound of the bell rang through the sold out arena, starting the first round. The crowd roared while you kept your eyes fixated on the screen in front of you as you held your breath. You kept your fingers crossed and muttered 'come on, love,' and 'don't get hurt,' under your breath, desperately wanting Sihtric to come out as unharmed as possible.

'And we're off!' Erik announced excitedly as the two fighters approached each other.

'Ow!' Sigefrid yelled when Aethelred immediately received a jab to his face, 'that was a hit!'

'That was just a slap,' Erik laughed, 'if that was a full hit he would've been down already.'

'You're right, you're right,' the brother chuckled, 'Sihtric's punches are mean and this wasn't one at full strength- OH! Goodness!' he suddenly yelled as the fight continued before his eyes.

You jumped up from the couch as you saw how Sihtric and Aethelred had collided and were down wrestling on the blood smudged canvas, and Finan shouted at the tv when he saw Aethelred holding onto the cage fence when Sihtric had him backed into it.

'He can't bloody do that!' Finan hissed, 'see!' he turned to you, 'I told you! He always does things that are not allowed!'

'Is he holding onto the cage?' Erik asked his brother.

'Is he? He is!' Sigefrid scoffed, 'that's… that's… how is the referee not seeing this?'

'He's just not seeing it,' Erik said, 'I can't believe this- oh, now he sees it!'

You saw how the fighters got pulled apart and Aethelred got a first warning for breaking a rule. The fight continued but it only took about a minute before they were wrestling down on the canvas again, and once again your husband's opponent held onto the cage for a better grip when he was clearly losing the game if he didn't cheat.

'He's doing it again!' Erik shouted in disbelief, and the crowd booed as they witnessed it.

You looked at Finan, who was again shouting at the screen when the referee acted late upon Aethelred's action, and you looked back at the screen when you heard your husband's name. You saw Sihtric had taken out his mouthpiece after the fight was interrupted again and he yelled something inaudible towards Aethelred, who feigned innocence as the referee gave him another warning.

'What did Sihtric yell?' Erik asked his brother, as he had also missed it.

'I'm pretty sure he told Aethelred to stop being a pussy,' Sigefrid laughed, to which his brother broke in laughter too, as did Finan next to you and you couldn't help but chuckle too.

The fight then continued again, and you proudly watched Sihtric throw a few punches and nasty leg kicks, which earned him some good points if the fight would end by decision. But then, as the first round was almost over, Sihtric received an uppercut which caused his mouthpiece to be punched out. You saw it, Finan saw it, Aethelred saw it and the brothers commenting saw it too, but the referee didn't see it as everything happened so fast. Aethelred decided to use the moment, even if it wasn't allowed, and Sihtric received another punch to his face as he was distracted by losing his mouthpiece for a split second, and you saw the blood pour out of his mouth immediately.

But instead of stopping the fight as he should have done, Sihtric decided to throw a punch back which landed right between Aethelred's eyes and knocked out his opponent in an instant. While Aethelred fell down on the canvas, unconscious, Finan jumped up to celebrate the knockout and the brothers began to scream and shout in their mics as they were blown away by what had just happened. But you stared at the screen with wide eyes as you saw Sihtric get down on his knees, and when the camera zoomed in on your husband as he brought his hands up to his mouth, you saw it and gasped.

'His fucking teeth!' you shrieked, 'his fucking front teeth got knocked out!'

About an hour after your husband's latest victory you sat with him and a part of his team in his dressing room. Sihtric held an ice pack to his mouth while Finan was clearly amused by what had happened, and then Uhtred stepped in the room after he had made a phone call.

'Yeah, so,' Uhtred said awkwardly as he scratched his head, 'I called his dentist and his teeth cannot be fixed until next weekend.'

'What?!' you shouted, 'no… no, this can't be,' you looked mortified as you glanced at your husband, who gave you his big puppy dog eyes and a sheepish smile, which exposed the gap where his two teeth had been until recently. 'We have… we have a house viewing tomorrow, he can't show up like this!'

'What? Why not?' Sihtric asked with a heavy lisp.

'Baby, stop talking!' you snapped.

'What? You don't think it's sexy?' Sihtric taunted, his lisp getting worse the more he spoke.

'No! You sound like Mike Tyson!' you cried, 'this is a nightmare, look at him!' you yelled at Uhtred and Finan as you pointed towards Sihtric, who bared his teeth just to rile you up.

'Well, you know, he could… he could wear a grill,' Finan shrugged, knowing he was adding fuel to the fire, 'you know one of those golden-'

'He's not going to wear a grill, Finan!' you snarled.

You stared at your husband, who pushed the ice pack back to his mouth again, and then someone you had never seen before entered the room with an empty glass. Or at least, you thought it was empty, until Uhtred handed it to you and you saw it held Sihtric's teeth. A soft sob escaped you as you stared down into the glass.

And it was about twelve hours later when you stared at your husband again as he packed his bags to leave for another city, where you'd stay in a hotel as you'd view several potential houses. You loved him more than ever and thought he was the most handsome man you had ever seen. You desperately wanted to jump his bones, but then Sihtric turned and smiled at you, showing off the gap between his teeth, and you were instantly turned off. But Sihtric still smiled, because he knew you loved him, and because he would soon pick up his other baby; his new car.

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illtakeyoutowonderland · 2 years ago

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The One (Part 14)

The one with the wedding

Sihtric x Reader

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The journey was, once again, uneventful until they made it to the gates of Winchester. It took some convincing to Steapa to make him finally open the gates. But once he did no one wasted time to enter the walls

Finan, Sihtric and Y/N were the last ones and Steapa was already down the stairs and next to the big doors when the three crossed them "Lady Y/N" Steapa greeted her with a big smile "Nice to see you doing well"

"Nice to see you, too, Steapa" She returned his big smile with one of her own only to turn and find Sihtric and Finan giving her a confused look "What?" She said shrugging but the men said nothing

Once they got off their horses she stood close to both men, not really wanting to get lost in this unknown place

"Is that Aethelwold the sword-Dane I see?" Finan said to a man that sat on a table near by drinking "Looks like you've mislaid an eye" And Y/N took notice of the short blonde man

"I see you perfectly, Finan" The man replaied unamused "Though I do not see your master. Uhtred, where is he?"

"Standing at your blind side, perhaps" Finan said shrugging making Sihtric laugh

"Finan" Y/N slapped the man's arm scolding him but he just laughed and the group of three walked away, not without noticing how Aethelwold looked at Y/N

Osferth appeared out of nowhere scaring Finan a little as they all made it to a corner "So, we are inside the walls of Winchester. Where will he go? To Father Beocca?" The monk said once they were sure no one listened

"Yes. He'll find us. Be sure of it" Finan replied

"And he is free of his curse"

"She's dead?" Y/N asked in surprise and both her and Sihtric shared a look

"Very"

"Then we're all free of the curse, baby monk" Finan said and went off to talk with the Bishop, to say some excuse for them to stay so no one would find them suspicious

The three of them left went to find a table at an ale house so they could eat something and wait for Finan to figure out what to do next. This time Sihtric decided to sit next to Y/N and she suddenly felt very warm. Osferth sat across them once he made it with two jugs of ale and a few cups. They drank mostly in silence, Y/N looking around her as much as she could, taking in the new big city she was in and she saw Hild talking to some of the priests not far from them

"Apparently there is a wedding" Finan said as he sat next to Osferth and grabbed a cup for himself "Looks like you lost your chance with the princeling, Lady" Y/N rolled her eyes as he winked at her

"What do you mean?" Osferth asked

"Finan have this amazing imagination where he believes Edward was courting me somehow" Y/N explained

"It wasn't Finan's imagination, Lady" Sihtric said next to her looking at his cup and Finan gave her a I told you so look "We all saw it. Ask Lord Uhtred"

"You could've been queen" Osferth said with wide eyes

"You have all lost your minds" Y/N scoffed as she left the table to find Hild who welcomed her with a warm smile "Please let me stay with you at least for a while. I cannot stand those three any longer"

"You are more than welcome to make me company" Hild said laughing at Y/N's words "I know exactly how you feel" They both laughed in complicity "And I think someone would like to see you" She said and once inside the palace they were met with Aehelflaed and her husband who had come to the wedding

"Lord" She said to Aethelred not wanting to start a fight but he only gave her a exagerated smile and went on his way. She did not complain, on the contrary

"Oh, it is so nice to see you again" Aethelflaed said as they both hugged each other

"We have some catch up to do" Y/N said to her hoping to have a moment alone with her friend

"We do" Aethelfaed nodded "But first we must find you a dress. For the wedding" She explained at the confuse look on Y/N's face

"Oh, I don't think I should come to the wedding..."

"Of course you should" Alfred's voice was strong, once again, on contrary to his looks. He walked with Edward at one side and a woman on the other "You would not reject the invitation from a king, would you?" He said with a warm smile on his face

"I wouldn't dare" Y/N replied and he nodded satisfied

"Mother, this is Y/N" Aethelflaed introduced her to Lady Aelswith

"You must be the famous Y/N my husband and children keep talking about" Lady Aelswith said qith an emotionless tone

"I do not know about famous, Lady" She replied "But it is an honor to finally meet you"

"Is that so?" Lady Aelswith said with surprise

"You are the mother of one of my dearest friends" Y/N explained as she pointed to Aethelflaed and she saw how a smile formed on the Lady's face

"She also fought bravely at Beamfleot" Edward said nodding at Y/N

"You were on the battlefield?" Aelswith asked with a disaproving tone and shock on her face "That is not place for a Lady"

"Unfortunately, yes" Y/N said to her "And trust me, Lady, I do not plan to find myself in that situation again any time soon"

"Now come, my love" Alfred said to Aelswith "We still have some preparations to make" And with that the pair were gone, followed by Hild

"It is nice to see you again, Lady" Edward said once they were gone

"And on a merrier scene as you wished" Y/N replied with honesty "I am happy for you Edward"

"I am too, Y/N" He said and that was the first time both had said each others names, which warmed Y/N's heart to had found a new friend amongst them

"I'm sorry to interrupt, brother, but we must find Y/N a dress for tomorrow" Aethelflaed said

"Do what you must" Edward said with a smile and the two woman were gone

After hours and hours of talking, catching up and trying dresses Aethelflaed was more than satisfied and let Y/N make her way back to the three men at the ale house

"What's with the bag?" Finan asked as she joined them at the table

"Wouldn't you like to know" She replied as she sat next to him, only to have him reach for the bag but she slapped his hand away "Take your dirty hands of it!" She said at his smirking face "It's a dress"

"A dress?" Osferth asked "What for?"

"The king has invited me to the wedding" She simply said making them all surprised at her words "And also, I just met lady Aelswith" Y/N said with a sigh. She wouldn't rate the meeting too bad, she knew it could've gone so much worse, but there was something about that woman that frightened her a little

"Oh, you poor thing" Finan said as he handed her some ale and she could do nothing but laugh

The next day Osferth, Finan, Sihtric and Y/N made their way to Father Beocca's house so Y/N could get ready for the wedding. And also, to ask Uhtred their next steps

"Lady Y/N" Father Beocca greeted her in surprise "It is good to see you. I see you still wander with this trouble makers"

"I happen to have grown fond of them, unfortunately" Y/N replied making Beocca smile at her

"Oi! She is more troublemaker than all of us together, Father" Finan said as he sat in the kitchen table as Y/N gasped faking innocence. And once the door to his house was closed Uhtred came out from one of the rooms with a red haired woman

"Lady Y/N" Beocca said to her once again "This is my wife, Thyra. Uhtred's sister"

"It is so nice to meet you" Thyra said and welcomed her in a big hug which Y/N happily returned "Uhtred has told me everythign about you"

"Seriously, you ask him to keep this one secret and he tells everyone" She mumbled scolding him but he only laugh

"You can trust Thyra. She is family"

"I know" Y/N gave him a look "I'm just starting to think maybe I should not trust you" She raised an eyebrow at him

"Oh, he means well" Thyra said earning an See? I told you look from Uhtred to Y/N who just rolled her eyes at him. The arrongance of this man... "Now come, you have yet to change"

She pushed Y/N to a room and left her alone so she could change in peace. Which Y/N thanked as she put her bag on one of the tables. She sat on the bed trying to catch her breath. She didn't know why she was suddenly this nervous.

Y/N heard Finan's voice followed by Sihtric's laugh and her heart melted a little. It wasn't very often Sihtric was loud, unlike the former Irishman. But everytime he showed this side of him made Y/N's heart grew bigger and for a second she wondered what it would be like to make him laugh that hard by herself. But, she pushed the thoughts aside as she reached for her bag and the new dress.

She walked out of the room and into Thyra and Beocca's kitchen, wearing the dress Aethelfaed had chose her not feeling entirely like herself "It is weird isn't it? I feel weird" She said and everyone went silence as they looked at her with wide eyes "I knew it!" She said as soon as she saw their reactions "It's too much, I'm changing" She started to made her way back to the room when she was suddenly stopped

"No!" Everyone said at the same time

"You look beautiful" Sihtric suddenly said breathless and they all stared at him for a second before looking over to Y/N to see her reaction

"Thank you" Y/N said softly and she already knew she was blushing at his sincere words and intense gaze

Finan stood up and made his way to her "Let me see you" He said as he place both hands on her shoulders and looked at her to then look into her eyes again "They will be some lucky bastards" He smirked and she rolled her eyes at him "You look really nice, Lady"

"You really do, Y/N" Uhtred said to her and she saw Osferth nodding at his friend's words

"You have to let me do your hair" Thyra said with a big smile on her face and Y/n did not have the heart to tell her no

A few hours later, Y/N stood next to Thyra and Beocca watching the beautiful bride made her way down the aisle and towards Edward

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soulhollow · 9 months ago

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Work title: An evening on Uhtred's Lundene terrace Chapter title: Sunset Chapters: 4/5 Fandom: The Last Kingdom (inclusive/inspired by the original books and BBC/Netflix series) Rating: M (overall work), this chapter General Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Alfred, Uhtred, others Summary:

A brief scene from Sword Song, a re-imagining, a fleshing-out. Alfred's unannounced visit to Lundene following the recapture of the city by Uhtred and Aethelred's forces. Inspiration drawn from the original books by Bernard Cornwell as well as the BBC/Netflix series.

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maskedemerald · 2 years ago

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Heads Up, 7 Up

So I got tagged by @thetruearchmagos and also @pb-dot a few days ago. Its been a busy time and I wasn't sure what I was meant to do but now I do! Excuse my noobishness when it comes to some of these tag games.

Gently tagging: @vaultofqueenorion @squarebracket-trick @jasperygrace @card-queen @akiwitch @cat-esper @wmlittlemore-is-writing No pressure!

Rules for the confused like me: Share 7 lines of writing and tag 7 people.

I'm going to share more because I was tagged twice!

Check out the writing below the cut, I've gone with a scene I was editing for The Last Straw!

Aelfraed woke to a bellow crashing through his dreams. “Aelfraed! Get down here now!” His eyes shot open this time for real after several scattered anxious dreams of what might happen. The shout turned into muffled loud voices not quite loud enough to reach him through the floor. Aelfraed frowned dragging himself out of bed, that was Aelthelric he could just about hear along with the angry raised tones of their father. He couldn’t let Aethelric take the blame for this. He would try, even if Aelfraed didn’t deserve the help. He slipped out of the bedroom and into the corridor, softly stepping down the narrow stairs to the landing overlooking the hallway. Their father stood at the bottom gripping the banister tightly, turned away to face Aethelric. He couldn’t see his face but could imagine the deep scowl and crunched eyebrows along with the tinge of red to his skin. “Don’t try that with me Aethelric. I know he’s here,” his father demanded, folding his arms. Aelfraed stilled, half wanting to escape back up the stairs unnoticed. “Fine okay, he’s here but why are you?” Aethelric said pointedly, “he’s allowed to go places.” “He isn’t allowed to just up and abandon his responsibilities on a whim. I should have kept a closer eye on him,” their father ranted arms waving. “Father, he’s not a child,” Aethelric said with an incredulous expression on his face. “Then he shouldn’t act like one!” His father snapped. “Clearly he can’t be trusted to make the right choices.”

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ivarthebadbitch · 2 years ago

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“We are taught to endure it” well DONT

@aethelreds god this line is like nails on the chalkboard for me, it's so clearly meant to be this profound statement on the nature of womanhood or whatever but what it really does is reveal the limits of the writers' imagination. alas, women must suffer, such is the world!

i'm impressed you have thoughts (please share) I just had an increasing buzz in my ear while watching it

@dragonsoftheeast well, these are maybe not super coherent thoughts or anything, but the ongoing thread throughout the series is that suffering is this integral part of womanhood. while men definitely suffer in tlk, it's not integral to manhood in the way violence is integral to manhood. a man acts, a woman is acted upon (sometimes she might get to stab an abusive man in retaliation as a little treat!). the most virtuous woman bravely suffers without complaint and never loses her instinctively nurturing and supportive nature. see: thyra, eadith, hild, so on and so forth.

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justanoasisimagines · 11 months ago

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Beautiful

Requests are open! Credit to @cafekitsune for the divider and banner

I am not versed in poetry like my brother. I do not dedicate myself to books like my brother. So I can not pretend this will be a mighty prose that will stand the test of time. I am amazed my Grandsire helped find me the most beautiful woman in all of Wessex. Someone who does not compare me to Alfred. Someone who can see my strengths and loves my weaknesses. I was warned before we were wed that many marriages are not full of love but rather for duty. Yet I hoped. Hoped with all my might that God would grant me both. He answered my selfish prayer and brought you to me.

To be frank, I don't know why I'm writing you this letter. I do not know if I'm going to allow you to read it. There was a sudden urge to write down how grateful I am to be blessed with you as my wife. Perhaps it is because now we have a son. A product of our union. He was not born from duty, but rather two people who passionately love each other in the rawest of forms. Many often gossip about us, but they cannot deny what we have. Those who attempted to would be foolish.

I will love you as long there is breath in my body

Aethelred

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emblematicemblazer · 2 years ago

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World building and theories of Engage

Alfred and Alfred the Great

Alfred, The Crowned Prince of Firene, has a real life inspiration, the Anglo-Saxon king Alfred the Great (849-899). Alfred the Great is probably best known for successfully defending his kingdom, Wessex, from Viking attacks. The surrounding kingdoms of Northumbria, East Anglia and Mercia had fallen and the odds were stacked against him, Alfred the Great and his father King Aethelred, were driven back into the heart of their kingdom and had to employ guerrilla tactics.

Alfred has similar claims to fame, with the help of the Divine Dragon he successfully defends his kingdom from attacks by the corrupted and Elusian forces.

There are other similarities between the two kings. When Alfred the Great was a young boy, he went on a pilgrimage with his father to Rome. This visit inspired a view of kingship based on religious morals and values. Alfred visited the Divine Dragon as a boy as well. These visits helped Alfred form a close friendship with the Divine Dragon.

Alfred the Great was a champion of education and taught himself Latin so he could translate important texts into English. He also set up schools to educate all young men. He also made military reforms which included: a rota systems fields were not neglected, fortified towns which formed the basis of the English system of boroughs and shires and strengthened the navy with the aid of foreign skilled craftspeople. To restore faith in the economy he increased the silver content in coins and created a new design, he introduced a fairer tax system, and introduced written laws. Alfred the Great was a reformer who improved his people's quality of life.

Alfred the Great had a condition with symptoms similar to Crohn's disease. He often went through periods of great pain and sickness, especially after grand feasts. He died early, (early 50s), but still managed to marry and raise an heir. Alfred has a similar condition and dies early because of it. His dislike of spicy food and strong tasting food could be because they make him unwell. There is no mention of Celine becoming Queen so I imagine that Alfred also married and had an heir.

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breanime · 2 years ago

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14, 21 and 22

14. Save Aethelwold or Aethelred

Oof... save Aethelwold, but only so Uhtred or Brida can kill him. I would stand there and watch Aethelred die while eating an apple if I could.

21. Break Finan's heart or break your loyalty to Sigtryggr

FRIEND, THIS WAS CRUEL. Goddddd, um... FUCK, this is so hard. Cause the thought of breaking Finan's heart breaks MY heart. Like, I'm just picturing the face he made and the way he stared at Eadith when she said everyone who cared for her is gone, and I can't do that to him. But THEN I think of Siggy's face when his brother betrayed him and that hurts toooooo 😭 FUCKKK. Um, ummm... Betray Sigtryggr's loyalty, but If try to get back into his good graces afterwards 😭😭😭

22. Save Eric or save Ragnar

My heart says Ragnar due to my love for Uhtred and Brida, but I would have LOVED for Eric to live and see what becomes of the plot. Also, I love the idea of someone honorable owing Uhtred a debt, because unlike a lot of the Saxons (aka Alfred and his line), I feel like Eric has always respected and honored his word when it comes to Uhtred, and I think he would have been a fantastic ally. Also imagine Eric being able to raise his daughter as a Dane. Imagine him not being satisfied until he sees Aethelred dead for abusing Aethelflead. Imagine Eric and Aethelflead on the battlefield together, fighting alongside the Coccham Squad! Eric being fond of Sihtric from his time as a spy in Eric and Sigefrid's camp, GAWD!

So in short, Eric.

@songtoyou What about you? Same questions, what are your thoughts?

#tlk asks #yay!!!!#the last kingdom

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skatingthinandice · 2 years ago

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2, 5, 15 for the fanfic writer asks!

thank you!! 💛

2. Do you read/reread your own fics?

Absolutely! I write for myself and my sister as my core audience and I love to reread them. There's usually bits that I think I'd change or do differently but that's the bonus of being able to go back and edit if I choose!

5. What’s a fic idea you’ve had that you will never write?

I am a hilarious optimist and therefore plan to get around to all of the ones that could be fics, but there's also a lot of scenarios I just use as daydream material that won't ever be written as I first imagined them. As an example, the Meanwhile in Mercia series was born from a daydream I had post s3 where Aldhelm killed Aethelred at Aethelflaed's request. Also that one where Erik and Haesten went to Frankia and lived in a windmill 🤣

15. How do you come up with titles for your fics/chapters?

Usually song lyrics, though I once went through and counted and i think statistically just under half were actually song lyrics. With my TLK series (that have five works each so make up a good proportion of the non-song lyric titles) I've come up with some way to link the titles together i.e. one word with a meaning of relevance to the fic, or three words with at least one beginning with 'B'

#ask #fanfic writing escapades

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 2 years ago

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Can you make a fic of Sihtric with the appearance of s4 with a lady daughter of Lord Odda? Where she is willing to abandon her life in Saxon to live with Sihtric but he tries to deny her feelings because he considers her very young and thinks she will ruin her life since he can't offer good things to her. with a little smut

warnings: angst/lowkey fluff/lowkey smut. the biggest warning is Sihtric being an asshole, really.

pairing: Sihtric x you (f)

summary: see ask!

word count: 1.8k

Note: you didn't tell me how this should end, so I'm sorry for this :')

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'But I wasn't too young for you last night?'

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You repressed a yawn while you listened to King Edward's speech. It was already later in the evening when everyone was gathered in the centre of the town, after Aethelred's funeral earlier that day. Sihtric had been eyeing you up all day already, and one of you had to make a move soon before anyone else would pick up on the tension between the two of you.

You and Sihtric had been flirting ever since you first met, but being Odda the Elder's daughter came with restrictions. Your father, and every other Saxon for that matter, would never approve of you having a relationship with a Dane. That, and the fact that Sihtric was a few years older, and had to leave abruptly ever so often didn't make it easier. You had only kissed him a few times, in secret, and you never got further than that due to the lack of privacy and time. Yet, you couldn't deny your feelings for him and if you were completely honest, you'd give up your Saxon life for the Dane.

Sihtric got up from his seat and locked eyes with you as he smirked, making a slight motion for you to follow him. You saw Sihtric make his way to the Inn and you waited a few minutes before you snuck away from the public gathering to follow him. You hid your face under the hood of your cloak as you stepped into the Inn. Soon you felt Sihtric's strong grip on your arm as he pulled you with him, up the stairs, into the room he stayed in for a few days before he'd leave again.

'Finally,' Sihtric sighed after he closed the door behind him and watched how you took your cloak off. He wasted no time and rushed to you, cupping your cheeks to kiss you intensely.

A Saxon man would never do it like this, you thought to yourself and you melted into his kiss. You tugged at his leather belt while his hands trailed down to your waist, guiding you backwards to the bed. You smiled against his lips as he hummed upon feeling you lightly tugging at his hair, and you soon trailed your fingertips over the shaved side of his head, down to his neck. Sihtric lowered his hands down your hips to your thighs, eagerly pulling at your dress. You loved the roughness in his hands and you wanted nothing more than Sihtric ripping the dress off your body, but you knew you wouldn't be able to explain it to your father and the maids.

'Sihtric, wait,' you broke the kiss and smiled, 'be careful with my dress. I won't be able to explain a ripped dress to anyone. Just unlace it.'

Sihtric smirked and spun you around, pulling you back against his chest and he bit your ear seductively.

'You're going to make me wait even longer?'

'You've waited all this time already, I'm sure you can manage a few more minutes,' you chuckled as his hands trailed down your back to tug harshly at the laces of your dress.

'You overestimate my patience, lady,' he whispered raspily in your ear.

'And you underestimate my eagerness for you, Sihtric, so stop talking and just untie my dress already.'

Sihtric laughed and untied your dress as fast as he could, only to slow himself down as he was not able to resist kissing your neck and shoulders in the meantime. You sighed at the feeling and couldn't imagine what else he was going to do to you once he had you out of your dress.

Moments later you felt your dress slip down your shoulders, leaving you fully exposed with only your undergarments left. You turned to Sihtric, who quickly took off his leather belt, which fell to the floor with a heavy thump due to the weapons attached to it. You pulled his tunic off and smiled at the sight of his bare upper body. You grabbed his hands and pulled Sihtric on top of you as you laid down onto the bed. His lips found yours quickly and the more heated the kiss became, the rougher his hands felt on your skin as he was squeezing and digging his fingers into your flesh, leaving bruises for you to remember him by the next day.

'I've waited so long for you,' you sighed when he lowered his body onto yours, and you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders.

'So have I,' Sihtric smirked before he pulled down your lower garments.

He took off his own quickly after and positioned himself between your thighs. You gasped and threw your head back when you finally felt him inside you, and he was everything you had hoped for. He was rough and eager, but made sure it felt good for you too.

And you smiled knowing that you had completely fallen in love with the Dane, who knew how to please you, and your father was going to be so disappointed in you. But Sihtric felt so good in this moment, that you simply couldn't care less about your bad behaviour.

But you didn't know that for Sihtric, this was nothing more than just a good hump. Sure, he was attracted to you, and under different circumstances he would've wanted to explore his chances with you. But he knew that a relationship with you was never going to be an option, so he'd just take any opportunity to enjoy you when he could. And he thought you felt the same.

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'Was it worth the wait?' you smiled, trying to catch your breath while Sihtric laid down on his side next to you.

'More than worth it,' he chuckled while he panted, causing you to blush.

You turned to your side and buried your face in his neck, making him wrap his arms around you as he kissed the top of your head. Sihtric brushed his fingers through your messy hair and held you tight for a while as you planted soft kisses on his skin. Your lips kept wandering back to his, and he would never reject the taste of you, instead, he always snuck his tongue in your mouth at even the slightest opportunity you'd give him.

Eventually you rested your head upon his chest, smiling to yourself while you traced his scars with your fingertips, thinking of how you'd love to marry him.

'I should go,' you said with sadness after a while, 'I can't stay and sleep with you, my people will be worried for me.'

'Mhm,' Sihtric hummed, 'I know. I didn't expect you to stay the night.'

'You didn't?' you frowned lightly, a little hurt by his words.

'Not really,' Sihtric shrugged, 'what we did was already risky enough. I don't want to get you in trouble, lady,' he smiled.

His words somewhat satisfied you and you got up from the bed. Sihtric watched you with a smile as you got dressed while he leaned back onto the bed, the bedsheet only barely covering up his groin and a part of his thigh. You smiled at the sight of him and asked Sihtric to lace your dress up.

He fumbled with your dress for a while until you told him to just give up, to which Sihtric grinned and apologised. He said he'd walk you home but knew that wasn't a possibility, so he gave you a kiss goodbye before he opened the door for you.

'See you tomorrow?' you smiled shyly.

'Oh,' he sighed, 'I can't promise that. I won't have a lot of time tomorrow.'

'Oh,' you said softly and gave him a weak smile, 'I see. Well, good night then, Sihtric.'

'Good night, my lady,' he smiled and gave you a nod.

You walked back home, still flustered and happy that you finally had shared a bed with Sihtric, but you also felt a sudden deep sadness growing inside of you as you replayed your goodbyes in your head all night. You knew you'd give up everything for him, and figured it would be so much easier for him to express his feelings if you just told him you wished to be with him, leaving your Saxon life behind you.

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'Sihtric!' you smiled as you saw him approach the stables the next day.

'My lady,' Sihtric smiled, cautiously, before he placed his saddle onto a wooden fence.

You dropped the brush you had used on your horse and skipped over to Sihtric, wrapping your arms around his neck and you kissed his cheek.

'Oh, lady,' Sihtric chuckled nervously, holding his slightly hands up, away from you, 'you shouldn't-'

You hushed him as you kissed his lips quickly.

'No, stop,' Sihtric suddenly said and he shoved you away.

'What?' you asked, confused and shocked at the shove he just gave you.

'Don't kiss me.'

'W-what?' you frowned, 'but no one can see us here,' you smiled softly.

'Lady,' Sihtric sighed, 'I've enjoyed our secret kisses. And I enjoyed last night, but…'

'But... what?' you felt your stomach twist at his words.

'It was just a hump, nothing more. You can't just kiss me now whenever you see me. This, us,' he gestured to you, 'can never be. I thought you felt the same and just wanted a good time.'

You felt yourself become sick and stumbled a few steps back.

'So… I… you…' you stammered, 'I- I am nothing but a good time to you?'

'I don't know what you were expecting,' Sihtric continued and shrugged.

'But… I… I like you,' you suddenly said.

'Lady,' Sihtric scoffed, 'I am flattered, but I am not the right man for you.'

You needed a moment to collect your thoughts and watched how Sihtric turned away and picked up his saddle.

'You don't get to decide that for me,' you finally said while he saddled up his horse.

You watched Sihtric drop his head when he heard you speak.

'But I do,' he sighed and turned to face you, 'look, you're beautiful and smart and funny,' Sihtric said as he stepped closer to you, 'but you can't possibly think we have a future.'

'But I wish to leave with you! I will abandon my life here for you.'

Sihtric was taken aback by your words and rubbed his hands over his face and groaned.

'You're too young to make decisions like that,' he said curtly.

'But I wasn't too young for you last night?' you snapped.

'Lady, you know what I mean,' Sihtric hissed, 'you are just caught up in your feelings. I'm nothing more than a simple crush to you, you'll realise soon.'

'But I love you!'

'No,' Sihtric said harshly, 'you do not. You love the idea of me, lady.'

'Sihtric-'

'Do you even know what it's like? My life?' he spoke bitterly, 'I leave again tonight. And I don't know when I will be back, is that what you want? A man who you will barely see? A man who can't promise he'll return to you? Think, lady, use your brain, not your heart,' he sighed,' you will have no life with me. Nothing. I can't promise you anything, except that you will only ruin your name and your legacy if you'd be with me.'

'But, Sihtric, I-'

'Leave, lady,' Sihtric said, 'and forget about me.'

'If…. If I had known,' your voice trembled as you stepped back, 'that you were this heartless,' you let out a sob, 'I would have never given myself to you.'

You turned on your heels and walked away from Sihtric, allowing your tears to fall down your face when he couldn't see them. You heard Sihtric kick something over behind you with a grunt, but you never looked back over your shoulder.

And you never knew that Sihtric cursed himself for hurting you like that, or how he would take out his own heartbreak on his enemies during the next battle, slaughtering men as if they were the reason he could never be with you. And you would never know that he would only ever love you, and only you, for the rest of his entire life.

But it just wasn't meant to be.

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