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moonlight-rider25 · 2 years ago

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Saint among Sinners

Chapter 7, in the Eadiths lady series.

Word count: 3344

Warnings: Your guess is as good as mine

Read chapter 6 “Spill the beans’ leading up to this chapter...

Uhtred strokes your cheek where your tear has fallen. You grasp his hand and lean your cheek softly against his huge weather palm.

“Please?” You ask again.

He casts his gaze down to his hand wrapped around yours and chuckles quietly to himself. He leans in against you, pressing his forehead to yours and you breathe in his safe familiar scent. You caress his cheek tenderly and peer into his blue sparkling eyes glimmering back at you. He slowly turns his head away from you and peers down at his lap.

“First…I need to know...” He says quietly avoiding your look.

Your heart quakes in your chest, you try desperately to remain calm as the butterflies in your belly begin to bounce around. He looks up to you with a wide grin. Your eyes light up waiting to hear what he's to say.

“...How come you're so good at this, faking an ailment thing?” He asks, unable to keep his face even any longer.

You exhale heavily and laugh wholeheartedly at his remark.

“Believe me, twas not an easy task!” You giggle.

You sit vibrating with laughter for a moment. He looks from your eyes back to your hand in his, laughter still thick in both your throats.

Once you’ve finally settled, you squeeze his palm a bit and try to look him seriously in the eye.

“So?.. Do we have a deal, my Lord?” You ask him plainly, trying not to show too much eagerness on your face.

“…I suppose I could sacrifice…. a day or two?” He asks sarcastically.

You giggle loudly at his remark. Clasping your hand over your mouth so as to not draw attention to you.

“Three?!” He teases dramatically looking back to you.

His big hand comes down upon yours, grasping your hand now between his. He stokes tiny circles around your knuckles and smiles madly.

“Longer!?” He asks with a snicker. “Please tell me, how long, woman?!” he chuckles, leaning playfully against you.

He brings your hand up to his lips and plants a tender long kiss on your knuckles where he just rubbed tiny circles. You gaze up into his stunning glimmering eyes and smile.

“As long as it takes.” you tell him.

He watches you carefully, peering deeply into your eyes as you gaze back up at him. His hand cups your chin softly and he slowly begins closing the gap between the two of you. Your eyes flutter shut and you hold your breath feeling him inch closer.

“I don’t think we have that much time..” He utters softly against your lips.

Your tender moment is quickly disrupted as you hear Eadith approaching, yelling her excitement of finding the herbs for your tea. Yours and Uhtred's eyes grow wide and you squeeze his hand tightly.

“You better be as good at this, as I am…” You whisper against him before he stands quickly pacing away from you.

“Eadith!” You call out, remembering to grasp your belly again. “Over here!”

She rushes over happily, Finan struggling to keep up with her, plops down next to you beside the tree, where Uhtred had just been.

“I’ve got it!” she hums gleefully. “All we need now is a fire, some hot water, and your belly should be good as new!”

You smile politely at her, remembering to keep your belly clasped. She spins around in her spot towards Finan, who's still huffing out of breath, and Uhtred, who's trying to hide the devilish smile dancing on his face.

“Could you two, go gather some firewood?” She pleads kindly.

Uhtred clears the laughter from his throat and smacks Finan on the back before heading off in the opposite direction.

“Of course my lady” Finan huffs, reluctantly following after Uhtred.

You sit trying to hide your own grin watching Uhtred's bad performance and quickly wipe it away as Eadith turns her attention back to you.

“You know, Eadith…I think I’m fine now, really.” You tell her.

“Nonsense!” She assures you, “I’ve got everything you need right here!” She tells you calmly, sorting through the plants from her bag.

“No Eadith!” You tell her more eagerly.

She stops and looks confused at you.

“It was just…lady troubles. That's all.”

“Oh!” she replies. “Well, in that case…” she continues happily “..We mine as well have some tea!”

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Gathered around the fire, the day begins to drift away and the men; besides Uhtred, are visibly growing anxious. You try your best to act accordingly and Eadith tends lovingly to you, none the wiser. The fire crackles loudly and a spark drops out in front of you on the ground, you instinctively snuff it out with your shoe.

Uhtred sips water from his tin cup and meets Sihtrics eye. He swallows the sip dramatically, nodding towards him.

Sihtric watches as you do, and stands to face Uhtred.

"Lord, I believe lady Y/N is fine to travel, now's time to get moving before nightfall." He tells him in a concerned tone.

"Eh..you know Sihtric.." Uhtred begins.

The others turn their attention to him, including yourself.

"...I was thinking we might as well just make camp here for the night…" Uhtred replies stoically, peering off into the distance facing away from the group. "...Perhaps we could indulge ourselves a bit on the ale we have at hand…"

In seconds the men's faces light up meeting one another's eye, with delight painted across their faces. Finan leaps over the campfire heading towards the bags loaded up with many bottles of ale.

"I thought you'd never ask, my Lord!" Finan cackles, holding bottles up in the air.

Osferth, Sihtric, and Eadith waste no time joining Finan in dishing out the ale. You peer around the group with a satisfied smile when your eyes lock with Uhtred.

He stares in your direction, making no mind of hiding it from the others. You stare back watching and hoping the happiness you feel at this moment is also being felt by him as well. At least more so than any regret he may have; not be early on his arrival back to Wessex this time.

Eadith hands you a cup of ale and your stare with Uhtred breaks. You smile back at her as she giggles happily.

"I wonder what's gotten into him?" She says before taking a sip, gesturing towards Uhtred.

"...Who knows?.." You reply, hiding your smirk as you bring your own cup to your lips; your eyes meeting back with Uhtred who's also being handed a full cup of ale.

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The moon looms far overhead beyond the tree leaves while the fire roars before you. The group has and still is indulging themselves with the stolen ale Finan has been able to acquire from past towns. Regardless of how it became, you're glad to have another night under the stars with the group.

Osferth, opening up from the drinks, has made himself quite comfortable beside Eadith. His arm wrapped gently around her neck as he wavers a bit back and forth listening to her as she speaks. Finan and Sihtric shout out a laugh in unison, seemingly sharing some grand story with Uhtred calmly beside them. Uhtred sits watching you from across the fire, and as if he's able to read your thoughts; looks around the group assuming they're all too intoxicated to make much note of his moment towards you.

Ale in hand, he seats himself beside you and pours you both a fresh cup. Eadith let's out a hearty cackle from beside you; you meet Uhreds look before laughing amusingly to yourselves.

"Would be ashamed to cut all this short." He says softly with a chuckle.

You nod, joining him in his amusement; watching the others.

"Hopefully Finan has enough stored away for the next few nights," he adds, taking a sip. "Otherwise we will be in a hurry…to get to the next town at least and stock up!"

You giggle madly at his words, unfortunately, drawing the attention of the others, over to the two of you in the process.

"AY!" Finan calls out from across the fire. "What are you two love birds doing over there!?"

Your heart sinks into your stomach and you feel your cheeks flush with red. Uhtred, also feeling the tension, stirs uncomfortably and turns his body towards the fire a bit.

Finan gets up and hobbles over to Eadith and Osferth. You're sure he can hear the beating in your chest as you finally exhale the lump in your throat down slowly.

Finan mocks the two entangled in each other before dramatically sitting himself down between the two of them. Eadith cackles and scoots closer towards you, squishing you closer towards Uhtred. You inch carefully as Uhtred does nothing to move away… but instead, gently places his hand on your lower back. You allow yourself to enjoy the moment for a few brief seconds before turning your head toward Uhtred, and peer up lustfully at his big blue eyes. He smiles gently down at you with a smirk dancing across his face…

You both jump when Sihtric places himself on the other side of Uhtred, breathing a hot wave of ale breath on you. Finan chews thoughtfully on the end of a stick then points playfully to Eadith.

"I'm watching you!" He says sarcastically, pointing between Osferth and Eadith. The crooked circle bellows in laughter as cups are refilled; Uhtred's hand refuses to leave its spot on your back…

So badly you wish to spin your head around and grip his face between your hands and meet his lips with yours. Devouring his mouth, feeling his hot tongue against yours before pulling back and spying his brilliant blue eyes sparking down at you asking not to stop…, but instead you sit still, feeling his huge warm body so close to yours, and the soft tickle of his beard scratching at your temple. Before you can hear the words he tries to mumble, Osferth casts his hand in your direction.

"Us?!" Osferth states, still swallowing down his mouthful of ale. "What about those two?!" He says with a laugh pointing towards you and Uhtred.

You freeze, feeling your throat swell up yet again. The fear makes its way down toward your stomach.

"Can't I ask the lady if she's feeling better?" Uhtred quickly, and smoothly fibs.

His hand falling away from your back as the group seems to accept his lie well enough. The others mumble to themselves as you swallow hard, raising your cup to your mouth trying to hide the redness on your face that has formed. You try to relax again back towards Uhtred's hand but it has disappeared; not as quickly along with the knot in your stomach.

Osferth finishes his cup as Finan eagerly cheers him on.

"Now… sleep," the baby monk replies, tipping his cup upside down.

"Aw no, not yet!" You protest as eagerly as you can, trying not to sound too eager to spend more time next to Uhtred.

Sihtric drains the remains of his cup into his mouth before also agreeing and standing to join the baby monk.

"No! Come on, stay up with us!" You cry again; this time Eadith joining in your plea.

Uhtred makes no comment but begins to stand and walk towards his tent along with the others.

"Aw, forget them ladies…. They're not fun… we can have a good time just the three of us…" Finan jokes.

You and Eadith make eye contact knowing being alone with Finan in the middle of the woods is the very last thing you should be doing…

"Please!" You both beg now. "Don't go, come on, stay here!"

"And do what?" Sihtric snaps, his hands placed firmly on his waist.

You and Eadith sit quietly for a moment trying to come up with a reason…

"Oh I know!" Eadith cries out cheerfully. Let's play a game!"

Osferth strides back over the circle around the fire and seats himself, again by Finan who 'huraws' his return.

"What game?" The baby monk asks hopefully.

"Umm…" Eadith wavers a bit trying to think of one.

"Stones!" Finan pipes in.

"No, we are not playing your made up game Finan!" You tell him with a laugh.

"Oh I know!" Eadith says turning towards you. "What's that game we used to play in the field…back…when we were at…Madam Ells!?..." Eadith asks you through staggering words.

"Uhhhm…" you rack your brain trying to understand.

"Saint amongst Sinners!" She blurts out finally.

You raise an eyebrow at her and peer around the circle; clearly no one else has ever heard of the game.

Sihtric and Uhtred make their way back over and sit down around the fire as well, Uhtred much further away than before, but still beside you.

"Saint amongst Sinners? Well, clearly the Saint is baby monk..game over!" Sihtric states with a laugh.

"No, it's fun!" Eadith assures him all too gleefully. "We all go around the circle naming off ‘sins’ we've never partaken in…" She begins to inform the group.

"Oh yes, I do remember this." You add. "We all start with our hand out, palm open. One by one we all go around the circle and name something bad you’ve never done, but, believe the others may have. If you have, you close your palm and you're out for the rest of the game, but the last person with their palm open is the Saint!"

"Oh… I get it," Sihtric says plainly.

"You do?” Finan says with a straight face. “Well, could you explain it to the rest of us?" He shouts through a laugh across the circle.

"It's easy, watch, Eadith and I will start…" You tell them; sitting with your hand out palm open.

"I am a Saint, for I have never stolen…" you state.

The others copy your open hand and look blankly at each other.

"Now, if you have ever stolen, you close your palm and you're out." Eadith tells them.

She looks to Finan whose hand is still open.

"So you're out Finan, close your hand."

"Why! I've never stolen!" He argues.

"Where'd you get all this ale from?!" She asks with a cackle.

"That's not stealing…thats…its" He tries to reassure the group.

"Stealing, and you're out!" Replies Sihtric as the group roars in laughter.

"Dumb bloody game.." Finan spats sarcastically.

Eadith goes next, "I am a Saint, for I have never told a lie to my mother…"

You reluctantly close your hand and eye the circle seeing you're the only one.

"How have you all never lied to your mothers?" You ask shocked, eyeing the others around the circle…

"Dumb game isn't it!" Finan says with a smirk.

"Hard to lie to your mother when you haven't got one,” Osferth tells you apologetically.

The group roars with laughter, yet again.

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After a few more rounds of the game it's clear; Osferth was in fact the leading Saint among Sinners in the group. Leading with not having laid with anyone outside of wedlock, not having shamed another publicly, and never telling a white lie… Beyond killing another being in or out of war, that round you found yourself winning. It was now Eadiths turn again, and with the ale flowing steadily she flashed you a quick devilish look and began with her hand open in the circle.

“I am the Saint among Sinners, for I have never lay beneath a blanket with Y/N..”

You’re sure the group could hear your heart slamming in your chest and you carefully eye the circle of hands before you, watching Uhtred reluctantly fold his hand closed and retract it from the view of the others.

You hold your breath in your throat as eyes grow wide meeting each other's looks, quickly followed by inaudible stammering and shouting from across the circle.

You flash Eadith a very disapproving look and try your best to be heard over all the men now shouting around the fire. Eadith, whos far too inebriated to appreciate your looks of terror, force you turn your attention to Uhtred; whose face is painted with a thick smirk as he takes a long sip of ale. You flash him a look of ‘help’ while he eyes you and downs the rest of his cup's contents.

Leading Eadith, the group begins chanting; “Uhtred, Y/N, tell us” while Uhtred and yourself grow restless in your seats.

“There's nothing to tell!” You shout desperately.

Uhtred shakes his head towards the group and lays back against his elbows on the ground. You turn your attention back to him and anticipate with a heaving heartbeat his words. His eyes avoiding yours makes your pulse increase even more..

“It just so happens…”

“It was just one time!” You interrupt him, shaking noticeable.

“...When we all thought Eadith was ill, and it was cold…we ended up under the same blanket in the horse stalls because it was cold!...”

The others ‘ohh’ and ‘ahhing’ over the lie you choose.

“It was just that once…and I’m not sure why Eadith is so adamant on forcing my hand in sharing the story seeing as she already knows…”

You flash her quick look of ‘stop it’ before adding “Who needs another drink?!”

Everyones cup raises and you quickly take the chance to lock arms with Eadith, hoist her up, and begin making your way towards the tent, to grab another stolen bottle of ale.

Eadith laughs as you guide her towards the tent flap.

“What in God's name are you doing?!” You ask in a rasped whisper.

Your heart; still beating rapidly in your chest as you cast the tent flap closed behind the two of you. She leans against the thick tree limb holding the structure secure. Laughter still in her throat, she shakes her head a bit from side to side. You pour her a cup, well knowing she doesn't need a refill and take a long sip from the long bottle neck. You wipe your mouth in disapproval and stare back at her with rage and disapproval in your eyes.

…“I told you…You're playing a very dangerous game Y/N.” she says aftering taking her own gulp from her cup.

“Eadith!” You snap coldly.

She rolls her eyes dramatically, turning her back towards you slowly, peering out from the tents flap back towards the men gathered at the fire.

“You and I were once unbreakable…” she begins with a sad tone in her voice, still staring out towards the men around the fire. “You’re like a sister to me… And still are… Or so I thought…”

You allow a heavy sigh to escape you before shaking your head. She turns back and your look has turned a bit softer now.

“...I’m not sure anymore…What I am sure of, is the secrets you’re are keeping from me these days…” Eadith says with a solemn look on her face.

“Eadith…If there was anything to tell… I would tell you…” You say slowly, before taking a long sip from the bottle. “The truth is I don’t know what to make of Uhtred and myself..”

She rolls her eyes yet again, gathering her dress ready to make her way back towards the group. You lock arms with her, carefully urging her back behind the faint barricade of the tent.

“Alright yes…some things have happened…” You tell her quietly.

She crossed her arms a bit, wavering in place balancing her cup in her crossed arms.

“I watched you slip into his tent last night…” she tells you with a look of drunken disapproval on her face.

You bite back your bottom lip unsure of what to say next. She sighs and casts her look back out towards the group, you peel back the tent flap a smidge, and peer out with her. Uhtred looks back towards the tent and smiles meeting your eye. Eadith, clearly seeing the interaction, noticing Uhtred, she cranes her head towards you and allows the tent flap to shut.

“Alright you little Sinner…” Eadith says with a smirk. “Story time…”

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 3 months ago

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The Kiss

note: inspired by a request from a lovely anon! I hope you will enjoy it, and thank you for sending in a request!

fic warnings: 18+. angst/fluff/suggestive. mention of alcohol and smoking.

pairing: modern!Sihtric x fem!reader (no use of Y/N)

summary: You and Sihtric had a love-hate relationship ever since he had been your first kiss at a school dance. And despite the hurt you bestowed on each other as you grew up, he was the only one to notice something was wrong with you when your life began to fall apart behind closed doors.

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'Here you are,' Sihtric said. He nearly stormed out of the club to chase after you when he saw you leave without a word, and he had enough of it. He had enough of your behaviour. So he had followed you and grabbed your arm to pull you with him, around the corner of the busy club's terrace and into a darkened, empty and narrow street.

'Hey!' you yelled. You tried to fight his grip, but it was useless to fight a man as strong as Sihtric, and you knew that too.

'Let's talk,' he half snarled and trapped you between his arms as he placed both hands next to your head, leaning against the wall you were backed up into.

'Sihtric,' you said weakly, 'please, I'm not in the mood today-'

'Oh, I know,' Sihtric said sternly, 'and that's why you're going to talk to me. Right now.'

'About what?' you asked, playing dumb.

'About what's wrong!'

You didn't answer Sihtric, you just stared up at him as he waited for you to respond. His warm and ragged breaths were visible in the cool night as he towered over you, leaning in close, the smell of alcohol lingering faintly on his lips. He was stunning, as he had always been, and you felt a pang knowing he wasn't yours. The curls on the unshaved side of his head stuck lightly to his glistening forehead, it had been hot inside the club and he hadn't gone easy on the liquor either, yet it seemed he wasn't quite drunk. A little tipsy, perhaps. That would explain why he ran after you, and why he had you trapped now. His duo coloured eyes darted all over your face, wild and filled with something you couldn't quite place. It could've been hatred, it could've been lust, but it could've been concern too. And little did you know, that it was all of the above.

'Talk to me!' Sihtric grunted.

You and Sihtric went way back. In fact, your whole friend group went way back. You had met Finan in high school and became friends quickly. And it didn't take long before you met his friends Uhtred, Osferth, Eadith, Gisela and Sihtric. You were all in the same school and shared some classes, and you had been head over heels for Sihtric from the very first moment you had met him, when you were both teenagers. His hair was long with the sides shaved, and his locks were tied back in an interesting braid looking creation.

You weren't the only one who had a thing for Sihtric back then, as he was one of the few kids in school who already had tattoos. He truly was the definition of a good guy with bad guy looks, something that many teens lusted for. And oh, did you long for him too. Always blushing whenever he was around, and laughing a little harder than the others did at his jokes. He made you giggle and hide your face in your pillow while kicking your feet, whenever you thought about him at home on your own.

Sihtric gazed at you a lot too as a youngster, so it wasn't a complete surprise when he ended up being your first kiss at a school party, many years ago. It had been a special moment for you, one that changed your life, and you had never forgotten about it. And neither had Sihtric, as he reminded you most often that he had been your first kiss, but you never understood why he kept bringing that up as the years passed.

Because anything more than that first kiss never happened between you and him. You wanted more, though. You wanted him to be your boyfriend. You wanted to be high school sweethearts and get married and have a family. But it seemed Sihtric had different plans, and you were too shy to act on your feelings, because he seemed to avoid you after that one kiss. He dropped out of school and went his own way eventually, dealing with his rocky family affairs and often getting into trouble. But that never stopped you from wanting to be with him, or simply wondering about him as an adult.

But since you were friends with all of his friends, you continued to somewhat hang out almost every week after you and the others graduated. You started going to pubs and clubs with the gang to celebrate the weekends, and to stay up to date with each other's lives as you grew up. You only didn't speak much to Sihtric, and you both weren't sure about what was going on in your lives in private. But you and Sihtric always kept gazing at each other from a distance, and his hand always lingered on the small of your back when he asked what you wanted to drink at the club, when he bought everyone a round. But besides that, few words were ever shared between the two of you.

A few years had passed already when you once overheard Sihtric, as he had a smoke with Uhtred outside of a club, when you were on your way to leave for home already. You heard Uhtred ask Sihtric why he never made a move on you, to which Sihtric had shrugged. And when Uhtred reminded Sihtric about that kiss you once shared, Sihtric shrugged again and said it had never meant anything to him. Despite the fact you and Sihtric never got really close, it still devastated you to hear that he hadn't cared about that kiss. And that made it even worse that he kept bringing it up from time to time. You thought he figured it probably had meant something to you, and that he only mentioned it to hurt you and remind you of something you would never have again. Or maybe he did it to taunt you, for whatever reason, while not knowing it hurted you all this time. And so with that heartbreaking knowledge you had left for home, and nothing would ever be the same again.

You couldn't stand being near him for a few weeks, after you had overheard his confession, but you soon found yourself in a phase of discovering other guys during your nights out. You did everything you could to take your mind off Sihtric, not wanting to look over at him as the flashing neon lights lit up his face so beautifully, and it wasn't shocking when you earned a lot of attention while dancing in your short dress and high heels on those nights out. You were always gorgeous and everyone knew it. But since you always only had eyes for Sihtric, you had never really noticed yourself how easy it was for you to dance with a stranger and earn a few free drinks in the process. So that's what you had done for years ever since, mainly to provoke some sort of reaction from Sihtric, but he always seemed too busy with a new girl every weekend to give you the attention you wanted from him. The only thing Sihtric would occasionally bring up after a few drinks, was how he had been your first kiss.

He'd always come up to you, handing you the drink he had bought for you while buying the whole group a drink, as usual. And he'd always wrap one arm around your neck to pull you closer, so he could half shout and slur in your ear how he had kissed you first, before anyone else. You never understood why he spoke of that moment, when all he did was kiss other girls in front of you, and had never kissed you again. So you'd always snap back at him, telling him how the kiss had been awful, and that you'd rather kiss some swamp monster than ever having to kiss him again. And Sihtric loved that part, he loved that you always had an answer back to him. And you loved it when he pulled you close, because you loved hearing his voice in your ear and feeling his muscular body pressed against you for a moment.

But deep down it tore you apart, because after every reminder you still had to watch him being all over someone else. So you kept doing the same to him, not knowing it drove him insane as well to see you with some guy that wasn't him. And everything went wrong once you took it too far one day, and it had now ruined your life.

You had met a guy named Rognvaldr, who was handsome and smart, but reckless and cunning too. Your friends, and even Sihtric, had all confronted you about Rognvaldr and told you how you'd better stay away from him, but you wouldn't listen to their words. And knowing that even Sihtric was clearly against you hanging out with that guy? That only made you want to rub it in his face more, because he was finally jealous and showing it.

'That guy will ruin your life,' Sihtric had said one night, after your shady boyfriend had left the club for a smoke and Sihtric had seen his chance to pull you close without having to buy you a drink.

'What do you care, Sihtric?' you lightly shoved him, 'don't you have some girl's bed to be in right now?'

'Oh, please,' he had rolled his eyes, 'just don't be stupid, okay?'

'I'm not.'

'I'm serious,' Sihtric had said and grabbed your arm, 'that guy is bad news, you should get rid of him. I don't want to see you get hurt.'

You had laughed at that, but almost a whole year later you cursed yourself for not listening. You were losing everything you had over time because of Rognvaldr, slowly but surely. And once you realised it, it was already too late to fix it.

In the last months of your relationship, before Rognvaldr had fled the country and left you, you became more quiet and distant. You often showed up alone at the club and you stopped buying rounds for your friends after a while on your nights out too. And whenever someone asked about your boyfriend, instead of boasting about him as you used to, you just feigned a smile and changed the topic as fast as you could. You stopped posting on your social media, where you previously posted tons of stories every day to show off how good your life with Rognvaldr supposedly was. And each time Sihtric teasingly reminded you of that first kiss, you had just stared up into his eyes with a look he didn't recognise. No more boasting and no more bickering, only a desperate attempt to keep up appearances by pretending you were happy. And yet no one really thought anything of it or even noticed the change in your behaviour, except for Sihtric.

And that is why he ran after you that one night, when you left without a word because you simply couldn't pretend anymore...

'Talk to me!' Sihtric grunted.

'Why?' you shoved him, 'what do you care!'

'Are you kidding me?'

You stared at him, uncertain of his intentions and expectations.

'You seriously think I don't care about you?' he asked tartly.

'Do you?' you snarked.

'Of course I do!' Sihtric half yelled, then lowered his voice as he trapped you again between the wall and his arms, by placing his hands next to your shoulders. 'In fact,' he scoffed, 'I can guarantee you that no one in there,' he briefly pointed towards the club, 'cares about you as much as I do. Because no one noticed your behaviour has been off for weeks already, but I did! And no one followed you out here when you suddenly left, but I did! Because I fucking care about you!'

'Then why do you always pretend that you don't!?' you yelled, 'you always seem to avoid me, except for when you had a few too many to drink!'

'Because that's a front, babe!' Sihtric yelled hoarsely.

You were clearly confused and taken aback by his sudden anger, and you didn't know what to say or do. And Sihtric realised he had blurted something out that he never meant to, not like that at least, and not right there.

'It's a fucking front,' Sihtric continued, trying to keep his voice down, 'because I care about you more than you could ever comprehend. Fuck,' he scoffed and took a step back, then paced back and forth for a few seconds and got back in your face again, 'you've been acting strange for weeks already, so you tell me what happened!'

'I got evicted!' you yelled and your voice broke, 'I got evicted from my house today, okay! I… I lost everything!'

Sihtric stared at you for a few long seconds, completely speechless. He needed a moment to process your words, and those words sobered him up entirely real quick.

'What?' was all he asked.

'Rognvaldr,' you said with a sob, 'he used me. He convinced me to invest in some shit I don't even understand, and I trusted him. But I've lost all my fucking money, Sihtric! And he fled the country a few weeks ago, because he's in so much debt,' you stopped talking to gather your thoughts, 'you… he left me, and he left me behind with a debt of my own. And I can't pay for it! I've been trying to fix this for months, ever since I started to see it, but it was already too late. I haven't paid my rent in months, because I just don't have the money for it, I got nothing! They changed the locks on the doors today, I can't go back home anymore. I… I can't get in.'

Sihtric was quiet for a moment. Anger began to boil in his blood, and he had to restrain himself from going full berserk in that narrow street. He kept his calm for you, because he would've punched those brick walls behind you until his knuckles would be cracked and bleeding if it was just him right there.

'I knew he was off,' he said quietly, 'I knew it.'

'You all knew,' you sniffled, 'but I didn't listen. I knew it too, but I didn't even listen to my own gut.'

'Why?'

'Because I wanted to make you jealous!' you admitted, 'because I wanted to get back at you, for always making out with girls right in front of me!'

'What?!' Sihtric yelled, 'I thought you hated me or something!'

'You were my first kiss, Sihtric!' you threw your hands up, then slapped his chest, 'how could I possibly hate you when I've been in love with you ever since we first met! But you always had to rub it in my face that we could never be anything, because you were always with some different girl making out right in front of my face! It was only when I showed up with Rognvaldr that I finally saw it. Only then I finally saw that same hurt in your eyes I've been put up with for years! But it's always been you I wanted to be with. You! No one else! And look at me now,' you laughed through your tears, 'just look at me now, I got fuck all.'

'Why… why did you never tell me?' Sihtric asked carefully.

'Because I know that kiss meant nothing to you! I heard you and Uhtred, years ago, when you told him about that. So why the fuck would I have told you the truth, if I never meant anything to you?'

'It did mean something to me!' he yelled and grabbed your arm with one hand, cupping your face with his other, 'you mean something to me!'

'Then why did you tell Uhtred something else?' you snarled.

'Because I was stupid!' Sihtric said, then scoffed and shook his head lightly, 'I was shy. You,' he hesitated for a second, then looked straight into your eyes, 'you were the first and only girl I fell in love with. And I was too shy to admit that. I acted all cool around you in school and after that kiss I just distanced myself from you, all because I had no idea who to handle it. I was afraid to be teased and mocked by my friends, because liking a girl was stupid back then. I never had any role models in my family to show me what a relationship should look like. I was scared. And that's not something I'm proud of and I'm not trying to be the victim here. Because, yeah, all of that was on me. It was my mistake. But,' he paused, 'you never made a move either. You never gave me any sign that you were into me.'

'Because I believed you didn't like me, unless you were drunk enough.'

'Pretending not to like you was only my way of protecting myself, and maybe even you.'

'How could that possibly protect me, Sihtric? How?'

'I think I just felt that… if we weren't together, I couldn't hurt you.'

'All you did was hurt me.'

'As did you, eventually,' he said and sighed softly, 'listen. Trust me, that kiss… every damn night, that kiss is the one thing that crosses my mind before I fall asleep. Every fucking night. Yeah, I should've said something, but you made your dislike for me clear too. I mean, why did you think I brought up that kiss so often?'

'How should I know,' you scoffed, 'you brought it up and then went on to kiss someone else.'

'I only brought it up because I hoped you'd tell me you wanted to kiss me again,' he said, saddened, 'I didn't know how else to approach it, and you always turned me down.'

'I just,' you stopped talking as you began to cry, 'I just wanted you. I started to lose everything from the day I lost you.'

'You never lost me,' Sihtric whispered and pulled you in his arms, holding you tightly, 'and you ain't losing me now either, okay? I just,' he sighed, 'why didn't you ask for help, darling? Does anyone else know about what happened with you and… him?'

'No,' you sniffled, 'I've been too embarrassed about this. You all were right and I refused to listen, and I just walked straight into the bullshit he told me. He took everything from me.'

Sihtric's arms tightened around you, and you heard his heartbeat quicken as your head was resting against his chest.

'He's dead,' Sihtric muttered, 'next time I cross paths with him, I'll fucking kill him.'

'Sihtric, stop,' you said and tried to push him away.

'No!' he hissed, 'I won't!'

He pulled you back in his arms again and leaned the side of his face against yours.

'So what was your plan tonight then?' he asked, 'where were you leaving to, where did you plan on staying?'

'I don't know,' you said and dried your tears, 'I don't know anything anymore, Siht. I don't know what to do.'

'It's midnight,' he argued, 'you were just going to leave without knowing where to?'

You shrugged. Yes, you had left the club, but you had no destination in mind at all. You then broke down in tears again, and Sihtric held you tightly in his arms as he fished his phone out of his pocket.

'I'm texting the others,' he said.

'No! Please, don't tell them about this-'

'I'm not,' Sihtric calmed you, 'I'm texting them that you aren't feeling well and that I'm taking you home.'

Sihtric was quick to order a cab after informing your friends, and he held you wrapped in his arms as you waited. It was a cold night, and you were tired and shivering in his arms while you wept quietly. He hushed you softly every now and then, both not speaking due to a lack of words and still trying to grasp what exactly was happening.

Sihtric held the cab door open for you and, once the door fell shut, he pulled you over to his side in the backseat, so he could still keep you close. The drive to his place was a quiet one, and only when he searched for his keys at the door did you look around the neighbourhood with your reddened and puffy eyes. You frowned as if confused, which Sihtric caught, and he asked what was troubling you.

'Where the hell are we?' you asked, taking another glance at the massive and luxurious houses across the street.

'My house?' Sihtric said, as if unsure himself.

'You live here?'

'You sound like you don't believe I do.'

'Well, I mean,' you stammered, then looked at his own villa, 'this… this is quite the neighbourhood. I didn't know you lived here? Do you really live here?'

'I do,' Sihtric chuckled and opened his front door, then mumbled, 'there's a lot you didn't know about me.'

Once in the hallway you both took off your coat and shoes, and you couldn't help spotting a pair of black Oxford shoes in his little shoe cabinet.

'Fancy shoes,' you remarked.

'Comes with a fancy suit.'

'I didn't take you for a fancy suit guy.'

'That's because I ain't,' Sihtric said, 'but I have to wear it for work every now and then.'

'Ah,' you smiled and nodded. You suddenly realised you had no idea what Sihtric did for a living. And it was as if he could read your mind, because he told you about his job as he led you into his spacious living room.

'Interior design,' he said, 'I started my own business a few years ago, and I've been lucky to be one of the successful ones.'

'Seriously?' you asked, impressed and rather amazed.

Sihtric nodded, 'Really. I've worked hard to get my name out there, and it paid off.'

'That's amazing,' you smiled, 'I'm happy for you. You're right that I don't know much about you, but I do know your life wasn't easy when you were young. So to see you managed to make something of your life… that's amazing.'

'Thank you,' Sihtric said rather shyly.

'You've been building the most amazing life for yourself,' you said with a light scoff, 'while I was busy ruining mine.'

'Don't think like that,' Sihtric said. He took your hand and you sat down with him on his sofa. 'How much do you owe your landlord?' he asked.

'Sihtric,' you sighed, 'it doesn't matter.'

'How much?'

'Look, I'm a few months behind on rent-'

'How much?'

'It's… it's a few thousand,' you said softly, 'I'll figure it out.'

'How much?' Sihtric asked again, and he stared right into your eyes when you looked up at him, 'tell me how much.'

'About four thousand,' you almost whispered, ashamed.

'Okay,' he said calmly and sat back, 'we'll fix it.'

'How?'

'Tomorrow,' Sihtric said and looked at you again, 'I want you to call or text your landlord, and you will tell him that you will pay the amount you still owe him.'

'Sihtric, no-'

'And,' he cut you off, 'you will tell him that you will also pay six months of rent in advance, but only if he gives you the new keys to your place.'

'I can't let you do that.'

'You can't stop me either,' he said and took your hand in his, 'we will fix this. And you can stay here as long as you need to, until you get the keys to your place again. You can argue all you want, but this is how it's going to be. And you don't have to pay me back, you won't owe me and I will never use this against you either, whatever happens between us from here on.'

You wanted to argue, but you knew Sihtric wouldn't let you win this, so all you did was agree and hug him tightly as you thanked him.

'I don't deserve you,' you sniffled and leaned back to look at him.

'You're right,' Sihtric whispered and smiled faintly, 'because you deserve everything good in this world, and I'm not that.'

'But you are,' you whispered, 'you have always been a good person.'

'But I've been stupid too.'

'As if I haven't been stupid?' you chuckled softly, 'I'm sorry for trying to hurt you all these years. I should've just talked to you, but I was scared.'

'I'm sorry too,' he said and took your chin gently, 'I should've done things way differently too. I was never aware how I've hurt you. But I do know I made a mistake not chasing after you when we were young, and I regret that. I've always regretted that.'

'I just want to move on from this.'

'So do I.'

You looked at each other and both smiled rather shyly, then went in for another tight hug, agreeing it was time to move forward now. Sihtric then suggested getting some sleep, as it had been an exhausting few hours and it was almost two in the morning already.

'You can get your own room,' he said as you followed him up the stairs, 'but I'll be honest, I'd much rather have you share my room with me. But only if you're comfortable with that.'

You looked around his large but cosy bedroom and then scratched your head for a second as you stared at his massive bed.

'You want me to share the bed with you? The same bed which you have shared with so many others before?'

'What?' Sihtric frowned, 'no! Actually… I never took any girl home. You're the first girl to ever set foot in here.'

'What?'

Sihtric shrugged, 'They had no reason to be here. I didn't want them here, in my house.'

'And you want me here?'

'I do. I've always wanted you here. You're the only one I ever wanted to sleep next to.'

'And yet you slept next to many-'

'I haven't,' Sihtric calmly interrupted, 'I never stayed the night. I always left their place as soon as it was done. I don't sleep next to just anyone, but I'd like to sleep next to you.'

You felt flattered as he gazed at you, and for a moment you felt like that teenage girl again who had blushed and giggled each time Sihtric had looked at you during class.

'Fine,' you mumbled and feigned as if your decision had no impact on you, 'I'll sleep next to you.'

Sihtric smiled and closed the bedroom door. He showed you his en suite bathroom, where you fixed yourself up a little before you got dressed in one of his clean shirts, which was comfortably oversized on you. You got cosy in his bed while Sihtric used the bathroom, and you almost choked on your own saliva when you watched him come out, wearing nothing but his tight fitting black boxers. He wasn't aware of your wide eyed stare while he walked over to the bed, as the room was dimly lit with only the lights on both nightstands switched on, so he got under the covers without realising you were a nervous and shy mess.

You laid next to each other in silence for a moment after the lights were switched off, and Sihtric was the first to get over his own shyness when he cautiously moved closer towards you. He wasn't sure if you were okay with it, so he didn't go all in at first but, when he realised you weren't going to elbow him in the ribs, he snuck an arm around your waist and pulled you closer.

'You mind?' his voice sounded warm and soft in your ear.

'No,' you smiled in the dark.

'Good,' Sihtric said with a soft hum, and he snuggled up a little closer.

You cuddled like that for a good time. No talking, just laying there in the comfortable dark of the night as you felt each other's body warmth while listening to the sound of your breaths as they slowly became in sync. The weight of his arm rested comfortably on your side, and you couldn't help closing your eyes to the feeling of his warm breath touching your neck. You mindlessly pressed your backside even closer up against his body, and your heart skipped a few beats when you heard his light chuckle in your ear, followed by a low hum.

You both were already dozing off when he made you melt entirely in his arms, when he slowly nuzzled your neck, before planting his lips on your skin several times as he held you. You heard and felt his breathing became deeper and faster the more he kissed your neck, because in response you pushed yourself entirely up against him, feeling his arousal grow and twitch as you slowly and somewhat sleepily wiggled your ass against his crotch.

'Don't taunt me,' Sihtric mumbled sleepily as his hand moved up the side of your thigh, 'you have no idea how much I've wanted you all these years. And you have no idea how much I want you right now.'

He snuck his hand under your shirt and rested on your hip, lightly squeezing it as you murmured in return how needy you had been for him, and still were. You then turned to face him, and you finally crashed into a deep and passionate kiss while taking off the few clothes you each had on. Sihtric then flipped you over with ease, and he moved to lay on top of you, between your thighs.

'Promise me I'll be the only one from now on,' you whispered against his lips, with one hand in his curls and the other slowly working his hardened length under the sheets.

'I promise,' Sihtric said and sighed deeply, almost desperately, as a moan got caught in his throat, 'you're the only one,' he rested his forehead against yours as you continued to please him so painstakingly slowly, 'you'll always be my only one. I have always only thought of you, I have always only loved you. And I will always only love you, if you will let me.'

His last words were almost a beg, and you gave in with no hesitation, as you knew he had always been the only one for you as well, and he would always be your only one too. And with that knowledge and those honest confessions from you both, you finally made love until early in the morning. And you fell asleep in his arms, both bare, and you only woke up late on that sunday afternoon. And you then called your landlord to get rid of your debt.

'But instead of asking for the keys,' Sihtric had said before you made the call with him by your side, 'maybe you can tell your landlord that you just want to stop by and pack up your stuff, because you found a home somewhere else?'

'That home being here, with you?' you asked, shyly.

'Yeah. I would like that, but only if you would too.'

'I would,' you smiled.

'Well,' Sihtric smiled and kissed your forehead, 'then welcome home, darling.'

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holy3cake · 9 days ago

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Word Find WIP Meme

The rules: I've been assigned four words to find in my WIPs, and I assign four new words for anyone I tag.

Thank you for the tag my lovely @thelettersfromnoone and @lord-aldhelm! I've got 8 now because of my two nice taggers ahaha I've been given:

good, soft, time, warm and heat, point, grown, land so here we go hehehe. Also just to mix things up, these are all from different fics, just for a change of pace :)

Good: “Teach me, my King. Show me what feels good…” Osbert swept his hair behind his ear, pressing sweet kisses on the sensitive skin around the lobe. (In His Father's footsteps, Osbert x Aethelstan)

Soft: Whether it was his soft cerulean eyes, or the subtle slope of his strong nose, Eadith couldn’t be sure where her attraction formed. (Lead us into temptation, (Please, Lady), Osferth x Eadith)

Time: He felt euphoric, thoroughly worn out and sated when Osbert brought him to tears three more times. (Dressed in Sin, Osbert x Aethelstan)

Warm: At her obvious disdain and sorrow, Athelstan raised his head again. His hand was warm on her shoulder, and she looked back at him with confusion. (Claws in Kattegat, Athelstan x Lagertha)

Heat: It was a little softer, a little kinder, yet still full of heat and desperation. Rupert pawed at you, dry-humping your thigh in search of friction. (Hello, Trouble, Rupert x Reader)

Point: Osbert’s black tresses were sticking up, gently teased into a fluffy mass of ebony locks that perfectly fell past his pointed ears. (This was actually difficult to find haha! The Seelie King, Osbert x Aethelstan)

Grown: Ever since he was a baby, Gawain had grown up around the Ashfolk. He'd carefully observed their lifestyles, marvelling at their rituals and their appearance. (Entwined by Fire and Earth, Gawain x Lancelot)

Land: With his eyes closed, he could see the fine snowflakes land on his thick lashes. Pretty lashes, that framed exceedingly beautiful eyes. (And we're ending with Osbert being a simp in In his Father's footsteps again teehee!)

To my lovely tags, your words are: green, forest, lying and leaves!

No pressure tags: @grinningkatz @lancedoncrimsonwings @book-and-music-lover @synintheraven @errruvande

@waterfallsilverberrywrites @bilbotargaryen @thenameswinter99 @persephones-journey @whitedarkmoonflower

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whitedarkmoonflower · 1 day ago

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The Last Kingdom S4E9

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destinyisall-tlk · 3 months ago

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the last kingdom, hero

#the last kingdom #thelastkingdomedit #after a gazillion years i finally made it ahaha #uhtred of bebbanburg #uhtred ragnarsson #finan #osferth #sihtric #sigtryggr #stiorra #aelswith #aethelstan #hild #eadith #ragnar ragnarrson #aethelflaed #father beocca #Youtube

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lady-wyrd · 5 months ago

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The Last Kingdom 4x06

#the last kingdom #tlk #uhtred of bebbanburg #finan #sihtric #eadith #aldhelm #aethelflaed #osferth #aelswith #athelstan #tlk season 4 #rewatching tlk

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magravenwrites · 3 months ago

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Do Not Go Where I Cannot Follow:

Part 2:

Finan x Reader

A/N: First of all a massive thank you to @axe-does-writing for beta reading this for me, you're the best! 🥰

Secondly, I can only apologise that its taken me so long to write part 2 of this (I can't believe its been nearly 12 months 💀), I am incredibly grateful to everyone who commented and has patiently waited for this. I have parts 3 and 4 already mostly written so I promise not to make you wait too long for the next instalments!

There isn't any direct Finan x reader interaction in this part but I will make up for that in the following parts.

Warnings: symptoms of sickness, angst, mild panic attack, established relationship

I hope you enjoy!!!

Part 1

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or GIF

After a fitful rest in which you had tossed and turned trying to alleviate the aches that had settled throughout your body, you groggily opened your eyes.

The light was growing dim outside, it must be almost dusk by your reckoning.

The sound of faint voices, speaking in hushed whispers reached your ears from the next room, and you attempted to catch more of their conversation.

“...can’t stay here much longer…”

“...find a healer…”

Groaning, you swung your legs over the edge of your bed as you prepared to stand. Assessing yourself, you found you felt marginally better than you did prior to your sleep. You no longer felt as though you were burning up; you were still quite warm, but your skin no longer held that clammy quality it had before your nap. You still had lingering aches and a headache that pounded behind your eyes, but you no longer felt like you were dead on your feet.

With any luck, it might not be the sweating sickness, perhaps you had just grown overtired after travelling for so long after all. One could but hope.

Making your way into the next room, you found Osferth and Eadith exchanging worried glances over a very ill looking Aelfwynn, who lay unconscious on the bed between them.

Eadith was the first to see you, she gently smiled as her eyes looked you over.

“How are you feeling?��

Before you could open your mouth to reply, Osferth cut in.

“You look awful.”

“Thanks,” you deadpanned.

“I’m sure what Osferth meant was-”

“I know what he meant,” you rolled your eyes, “He’s fussing, as normal. I was going to say I feel a little better, actually.” Pulling yourself to stand a little straighter.

“How’s Aelfwynn?” you asked, your eyes casting back over the young girl laying between them.

“About the same.” Osferth’s eyes returned to the sleeping girl.

“Her breathing has become more laboured, I fear she needs a healer before she gets any worse.” Eadith anxiously added.

“I’ve told you, neither Aelfwynn nor Y/N are strong enough to travel and I am not leaving you here undefended to go and find a healer,” came his hot reply.

Clearly this was an argument you had missed while you were sleeping.

“Then you stay here and I shall find one.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, I am not letting you go out there alone, especially with your brother still on our tail,” he gestured wildly.

“That’s exactly why we can't stay here!”

The constant bickering between the two of them was starting to make your head spin as the pair of them became increasingly irate with the other. You couldn’t help but feel partly responsible for the argument. If you weren’t as ill they wouldn’t be as afraid to travel and you would probably be halfway to Mercia by now, or at least able to travel to find a healer.

“ENOUGH! Both of you!” You immediately regretted raising your voice, the pounding pain behind your eyes worsened causing you to feel mildly nauseous, almost reminiscent of better times spent with your husband in the inn consuming too much ale - or more specifically the hangover that followed the morning after.

“This isn’t helping Aelfwynn.” you continued.

You gently lowered yourself on the cot at Aelfwynn’s side, feeling the girl's forehead with the back of your hand. Her skin was hot to the touch and tacky as a layer of sweat sheened on her brow from the fever. Your eyes scanned the rest of her, watching as her chest rose and fell quickly with shallow breaths, you could hear the rasp of her laboured breathing without the need to lower your head to her chest. You did not have much time to delay.

You heaved a sigh through your nose. “Eadith is right. She needs a healer or I fear she does not have much time left.”

“We cannot-”

“Osferth, if we stay here, Eadith’s brother will find us. We should move back into the forest and start heading for Mercia. With luck, we will find a healer on the road who can tend to Aelfwynn. If that should fail, at least we will be closer to her mother should the need arise.”

You all fell silent for a time, watching the sleeping girl, lost in your own thoughts, praying that the worst wouldn’t come to pass.

She was just a child, the thought of her passing, away from her family no less, was nearly unbearable. You would make sure you did everything in your power to make sure that didn’t happen. No matter the cost.

Feeling a pair of eyes boring into the side of your head, you raised your eyes away from Aelfwynn and caught Osferth’s weighted gaze.

It seemed that you both said a thousand things in that one look without having uttered a single word. An understanding passed between you both at that moment.

You both knew you were not strong enough to travel.

You both knew there was nothing on this earth that would stop you from going.

There was no other option.

With a lump forming in your throat, you took a deep breath, diverting your gaze away, not being able to hold the truths, concern and guilt reflected in his gaze.

“It is too late in the day to travel now and we all need a few more hours of rest. Provided Aelfwynn does not worsen in the night, we will leave at first light for the forest and start making our way to Mercia.” Your quiet order carried to the others.

With that, you stood and made your way outside, desperately needing the cooling evening air to freshen you.

You only just made it outside the door before leaning against the wall as you broke into sobs, the panic curling through you causing your chest to go tight. You slid down the wall until you were sitting, your knees pulled up to your chest.

You rubbed at your chest uncomfortably, that tight feeling in your chest becoming an undeniable pulling sensation. You tried to suppress it, knowing the others were only just through the door, but the more you tried to stop yourself, the worse it became until your whole throat stung. Before long you were wracked with a coughing fit, coughing so hard it felt as though you would cough up a lung. It stung across the top of your chest, and made your head pound. More tears stung in your eyes and the whole process felt like an endless cycle. The more you cried, the worse the coughing got, the worse your head pounded which just led to more tears.

After what felt like an eternity it started to subside.

Resting your head on your knees, you tried to regulate your breathing, attempting to stop the tears.

In that moment all you could think of was how much you missed Finan. You felt almost hollow.

All you wanted was to be held in your husband's arms. For Finan to hold you, tuck your head under his chin and kiss your head, telling you everything would be alright.

But that wasn't possible. Because you had sent him away.

Why hadn't you just been honest with him as Osferth had suggested?

You could have stayed behind with Finan to recover while Osferth and Eadith took Aelfwynn to Mercia. It would have made sense.

No. Now you were being selfish.

You pulled your head up and let it rest against the cold wall behind you, letting the fresh air dry your tear-marked cheeks.

It was still best that he had left for Mercia with Uhtred. He was safer there. You would be joining him soon anyway.

You would be feeling better in a few days, you would find him in Mercia, have the reunion you promised to your husband with him none the wiser about your condition, Aelfwynn would be cured and with her mother, and all of this would be over.

You steeled yourself, pulling yourself up from the ground, still leaning against the wall for support as the world tilted slightly.

The rest of the men had always said you had a fire and determination that rivaled your husbands; it was what made you such a good match in their eyes.

Taking a steadying breath you made your way back inside to get some more rest. You needed to recover as much strength as you could for your journey.

You were going to get better. Everything would be alright.

You had a promise to keep.

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Hope you enjoyed Part 2!

Parts 3 & 4 will hopefully be posted soon!

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lizzie-kjartanson · 2 months ago

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No because I have one question to ask to the tlk writers….

WHYYYYYYY WHYYYYYYYY DID YOU DO THAT TO US ?? FINAN AND EADITH SHOULDVE BEEN TOGETHER !!! TOGETHERRRRRRRR !! AND ITS EVIL THAT YOU STOLE THAT FROM US….

Btw this edit makes me want to cry, they’re so cute together, I’ll never get over them… (I’m going to cry in my bed bye…🌧️)

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volklana · 1 year ago

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I Really feel That I'm Losing My Best Friend.

Modern!Sihtric x Reader

Title Comes From This Song:

Request: Hi lana!! Can I get a best friend modern sithric x fem reader smut? They're just friends until everyone in their friend group brings up that reader and sithric would be a cute couple and it changes the dynamic of the relationship and they begin to have sexual tension until it just blows up

Thank youuu

A/N: I am awful a writing smut so I did my best. I'm really sorry if this wasn't what you wanted. But you know me by now there has to be angst dripping through the plot

Also this is not proof read because I have a fever, but I will correct any mistakes I come across xx

“You always fucking cheat,” you pouted attempting to swipe the cards from Sihtric’s hands and his eyes glistened with mischeviousness.

“Do not,” he laughed incredulously, pulling them away from your hands, to which you physically attempted to wrestle them out of his grasp, his laughter bouncing off the walls.

Uhtred had bored of the game ten minutes ago and was lying sprawled out on the sofa, his head resting on Gisela’s lap, bottle of beer resting on his stomach, and rolled his eyes at the exchange between you and sighed.

“Are you seriously telling me you two are not fucking?” he swiped and Gisela gave him a warning look over the hand of cards she was still holding.

Sihtric completely stilled in your arms and you immediately retreated.

“Oh come on!” Uhtred urged looking to Finan to back him up “I can’t be the only one who thinks this right?”

“We’re just friends,” Sihtric stuttered and Finan and Uhtred laughed.

“I’m your friend and you don’t look at me like you want to take all my clothes off,” Finan teased and Uhtred smirked his way.

“Leave them alone,” Osferth chimed in and you were grateful for a second, “I’m sure they’ll tell us when they are ready,” he smirked.

“It’s not like that-really, we’re just friends,” Sihtric tried to persuade, absolutely refusing to meet your eye.

“I’d like Eadith to be my friend,” Finan winked to Uhtred’s raucous laughter.

“In that case me and Gisela are just friends,” Uhtred chimed along too and you couldn’t help but shrink at being the cause of everyone’s laughter in the room.

“Uhtred!” Gisela warned with a stern look, to which he shrugged in surrender.

“C’mon, you’d be such a cute couple,” Finan added and Sihtric was rising from his spot on the floor, cheeks tinged pink with embarrassment and made his way outside to light a cigarette.

Gisela booted Uhtred off her and tutted “Now look what you’ve done.”

Your stomach was uneasy as you made your way into the kitchen to get another drink, you could hear Gisela and Uhtred arguing. She was scolding him for being such an arseling and you were grateful to her.

“You know how shy he is!” she chided.

You watched Sihtric outside, pacing up and down as he smoked. He ran his fingers through his hair and your heart skipped a beat, when he suddenly looked in through the glass and into your eyes.

You made your way outside and he offered you a cigarette which you gladly accepted, and ducked down to meet the flame of his lighter.

“Are you alright?” you tried after a few minutes of uneasy silence.

“I just wish they would cut that shit,” Sihtric sighed “I don’t want things to be awkward between us.”

“They don’t have to be,” you said softly “Sihtric we know what we are, nothing they say matters, okay?”

He nodded, taking a long drag from his cigarette.

“Are we good?” you asked, bumping his arm and he laughed a shaky laugh.

“Always,” he replied.

Uhtred appeared sheepish after a few minutes, scratching the back of his neck, and Sihtric laughed.

“Did Gisela send you out here?”

“No-Yes. Kinda.” he sighed “The bottom line is I was joking. You’re my friends and I love you both and I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”

“Forget it,” you smiled kindly, squeezing Sihtric’s hand in yours.

Sihtric tossed and turned on Uhtred’s sofa, you were sleeping soundly on the pull out bed on the floor beside him but Sihtric was sick with anxiety.

He cursed himself for being so weak. It was getting hard to deny to his friends that there was nothing between you both when he couldn’t even deny it to himself any more. He was ashamed at the tears pooling in his eyes, threatening to spill but he swallowed the lump down and willed them away, just as his father had taught him to.

Be a fucking man, it was drilled into his head from as soon as he was old enough to comprehend and he turned his back to face away from you.

Despite his father’s beatings, despite how much he tried to stomp it out of him, Sihtric was soft and he was so painfully in love with you that sometimes his chest physically hurt with longing.

It was pathetic- he was pathetic.

Sihtric drove you back to your apartment the next morning and he was unusually quiet the whole ride back. Usually he would come up for a coffee, but when he didn’t unbuckle his belt and left the car running, you uneasily retrieved your overnight bag from the trunk of his car.

“Thanks for the ride,” you smiled, testing the waters and he gave a tight lipped smile in response.

“Of course, it’s what friends are for,” was all he offered but he didn’t get out to hug you the way he usually did and you climbed the stairs to your apartment with a feeling you couldn’t quite place brewing in your stomach.

You and Sihtric did everything together. You had a weekly cinema date without fail once a week, every week, since you met. Sihtric was a film fanatic, he consumed movies both in the theater and on his own in his apartment. You suspected it was because he was never allowed to watch films as a kid and now he was making up for lost time. You knew just enough about his childhood to know that it was not a happy one. His mum had died, leaving him to be raised by an abusive father and an older half brother who relished in torturing him. Sihtric never went into specifics but you knew that he had gone hungry and dirty for periods of time and the thought of it broke your heart. Because Sihtric was an absolute light in your life, whenever you were with him you were carefree, his joy for the little things in life was absolutely contagious, like the first time you had made him try cotton candy and you watched his eyes widen and a huge grin broke out over his face as he devoured it. But your absolute favourite thing you did together was the spontaneous late night drives in Sihtric’s car with the windows rolled down, singing along to whatever playlist was on, and on so many of those rides you wondered what it would be like if Sihtric were to put his hand on your thigh, or throw his free arm over your shoulder while you snuggled into his side, but you had to quickly dismiss these thoughts, because he had made it abundantly clear time and time again that you were his best friend and you would never risk losing him because of your little fantasies.

Except it felt like you were losing him already since the night of the party...

You collapsed onto your bed and checked your phone for the thousandth time, to find nothing, no memes, no song recommendations, no silly pictures, Sihtric had sent you absolutely nothing in the last four days and you were trying not to let it upset you, but you couldn’t help but feel hurt. This was the longest you had ever gone without hearing from him, he always texted you multiple times a day, and now you were getting radio silence.

You picked up the stuffed bear that Sihtric had won you at the fair a few months back and gave it a squish sadly, it still smelled vaguely of Sihtric's cologne after you had begged him to spray some on him.

You quickly snapped a pic of you kissing its cheek and sent it to Sihtric.

‘We miss you x’

Sihtric opened the message and sighed, how was it possible to be jealous of a damn stuffed toy.

You bit the inside of your cheek, you could see he had opened the message but no little dots popped up to indicate that he was typing back.

You let thirty minutes pass, feeling sick with anxiety the whole time, and when he still hadn’t replied you climbed under your sheets and switched out the lights.

Sihtric felt bad opening your message and not replying, but he sipped his drink as Osferth returned from the bathroom, face briefly lighting up when Osferth announced this round was on him.

While you lay in bed trying to figure out why you were crying.

‘Wish it was me there with you x’

He typed after a few hours, and deleted and typed again, before he accidentally pressed send in it his drunken stupidity. He fumbled to quickly unsend it, but the blue tick lit up indicating that you had read it.

Your heart hammered in your chest, as you considered what you wanted to say, once you crossed this line, you weren’t exactly sure you would be able to put the genie back inside the bottle.

‘I wish so too x’

After what seemed like an eternity he replied,

“Goodnight, y/n, Sweet dreams xx”

Sihtric was avoiding your messages and dodging all your calls. Your heart broke even more when you saw an insta story that Osferth shared of him, Finan and Sihtric at the movies, your stomach sank down to your toes because you had always thought that was yours and Sihtric’s thing.

You messaged him for the umpteenth time that week, ‘Have I done something wrong?’ But just like the previous messages you had sent, he opened but never replied.

Your heart was breaking, you were getting up going to work, and coming straight home and getting into bed. Your anxiety was the worst it had been in years and you kept a hold of your phone, willing a notification to come through anything at all that would show you Sihtric was still your friend. You were going insane at night trying to figure out what you had done wrong, had you offended him somehow? Or worse, had he sensed your feelings for him that night at Uhtred’s and just didn’t want to have the awkward conversation, or let you down gently.

But the final nail in the coffin came when Gisela texted you late on the Saturday exactly two weeks after the night Uhtred had decided to stir the shit.

‘I’m so sorry you couldn’t come tonight. It’s not the same without you!’

Your head was whirling, and you felt like you were going to be sick, until our phone lit up again.

‘Sihtric did invite you didn’t he?’

You could have landed Sihtric in the shit by telling her that he hadn't, but you knew Gisela would gut him from the inside out if she knew he was treating you like this, so to protect him you replied.

‘Of course! I’ll catch you next time xx’

Sihtric sat on his reading chair, the lamp in his living room the only thing lighting his apartment. His stomach was twisted up in knots and it wasn’t from the alcohol, it was because of you. He’d been avoiding you for weeks now. Dodging your calls and making excuses to not meet up and when that wasn’t enough he just stopped replying to you altogether. Radio silence.

He knew you didn’t deserve to be treated this way, and if it had been any other man treating you like this he would have offered to kick the shit out of them, but he couldn’t risk you seeing him this way. He had tried for so long to pretend that he had no feelings for you, to act as if you could just be friends, but ever since the night Uhtred had spoken his feelings out loud it was like a damn had burst and trying to bury his feelings now felt like trying to stop the tides with his bare hands.

The crippling fear of losing you sent him into an avoidant survival state, he had never been shown a healthy way to navigate conflict or loss and so he did what that scared little boy had always done. He hid.

He sipped his brandy,enjoying the way it burned. The ‘what ifs’ swimming around in his mind. What if I were just honest with her? What if she turned her face away in disgust? What if she cast me aside? What if she couldn’t overlook his confession and ever be his friend again. Or, and his heart picked up speed, what if she felt the same?

He was pulled from his thoughts by a gentle knocking on his door, he was tempted to ignore it until the knocking progressively became more insistent.

Finally relenting he opened the door to see you before him, face a mixture of hurt and anger, and red eyes a dead give away that you had been crying.

“We need to talk,” you shook and Sihtric mindlessly stepped aside and allowed you to come in, but he remained frozen to his spot by the door when you reeled on him.

“I don’t understand Sihtric, you’ve been avoiding me for weeks now. You are my best friend and I feel like..I feel like I’m losing you, and I don’t know what I’ve done!”

“Nothing!” Sihtric choked, shaking his head furiously “You’ve done nothing wrong. It’s me. I’m going through some shit and I just- I needed to deal with it alone.”

The anger softened from your face but the hurt remained, “You know you can talk to me Siht, so you don’t have to go through anything alone. You can tell me anything. Including- if you don’t want to be my friend anymore.”

He didn’t.

He didn’t want to be your friend anymore, he wanted to be so much more, but the fear of rejection kept him rooted to the spot.

“I’m sorry,” he choked, voice wobbling. “I’m still learning how to communicate, I will try to do better for you I promise.”

“Sihtric,” you cried crossing the floor and pulling him into a hug, “You don’t have to try. You just have to be you,” you muttered as your arms locked around his shaking form.

“I just really missed you,” you whispered into his hair, the smell of his apple scented shampoo that you loved filling your senses.

“Gods, I missed you too,” he replied, shaking, but grasping on to you.

And so things went back to some form of normality but the weight of two unspoken confessions were hanging over the friendship.

You were officially invited to group outings again and you and Sihtric slipped back into a somewhat familiarity with each other.

Except Sihtric felt like he was trapped in a snare. Every time you spoke, his eyes lingered on your lips imagining what they would feel like to kiss, what they would look like wrapped around his- he shook his head before his mind could even wander down that path. He was consumed with longing for you, day and night it was all he could think about, but fear of losing you always knocked whatever bravery he had within him to tell you the truth.

Until the night he saw you across the dancefloor, dancing with another man, head thrown back in joy as he moved his body in time with yours to the beat and before he could even think straight he was marching across the floor and grasping your arm.

“Sihtric?” you questioned face full of worry.

“Please, I need to talk to you?” he begged and you followed him in an instant outside, completely ignoring the call of the man you had been dancing with moments ago.

Sihtric paced back and forward in front of you and you tried to reach out a hand to steady him but he swatted it away.

“I have to tell you the truth,” he finally rushed “I can’t hold this in any longer. I’ve tried, believe me I’ve tried so hard to- but I can’t do it anymore.”

“Sihtric?”

"-I’m in love with you y/n. Painfully. I’ve been in love with you for as long as I can remember, and I’ve been avoiding you because I know you don’t feel the same and you just want us to be friends, but I can’t pretend anymore.”

You were silent for a moment, considering him, “Who said I just wanted to be friends?” you asked bewildered.

“What?” Sihtic reeled, mismatched eyes boring into yours in surprise.

“Sihtric Kjartansson," you sighed "It is you who wanted us to stay friends. I have always wanted to be more.”

“What? He repeated face scowling trying to understand.

“At Finan’s birthday last year, you took the forfeit over the dare to kiss me, because you said you didn’t want to kiss a friend. From that night on I tried to put my feelings to bed.”

Sihtric pinched the bridge of his nose in disbelief “I didn’t kiss you that night because once I kissed you I would never have been able to stop.”

“Then I really wish you had kissed me that night,” you smiled and took his hand “In fact I think you should kiss me now.”

He didn’t need to be told twice , he surged forward, cupping your face in his hands and kissed you.

You looked up at Sihtric through hooded eyes, his naked torso glistening with a sheen of sweat. His slender body and muscled arms looked like a god carved from marble in Ancient Greece and you were willing to get down on your knees and worship.

He placed his thumb on your bottom lip, sliding your lips open as he inspected your waiting form below him.

“So beautiful,” he mused, dark eyes raking over your body “So beautiful and mine.”

You hmmd against his thumb, and he moved to hook his finger under your chin forcing you to look up into his eyes “Say it,” he commanded “Say that you’re mine.”

Your eyes fluttered with adoration and the hazy smile that crossed your face had Sihtric’s pulse racing “I’m yours Sihtric,” you promised, “Only yours.”

“Let me show you,” you begged and you moved with him towards the bed, where he sat looking unsure for a moment, until you pressed a gentle hand to his chest, motioning for him to lay back. Others who did not know Sihtric like you did might have expected a dominant, possessive lover but you knew him better than anyone else in the whole world.

What he needed was to be taken care of, to be shown he was worthy of love and given it freely, and reassured that you were going nowhere and now that you’d had this taste of him you truly would never leave him again.

You were lovedrunk as you kissed down along his neck, collarbones, his chest and followed down the length of his abdomen, before finally taking him in your mouth.

He was a whimpering, moaning mess beneath you and he surprised even himself when he eventually found the strength to stop you, picking you up and flipping you over before slipping inside you with a gasp.

He picked up a pace that had you gasping and grabbing at his strong back for something to hold on to. Something to stop you falling off the edge. When you could finally not hold on any longer, urged by Sihtric’s whispers for you to let go, you did, seeing stars as you gripped him through his own release.

If there was one thing you had learned about Sihtric it was that he truly meant what he said when he told you that he would never have been able to stop with one kiss, the man was insatiable. His lips or hands were always on yours and you did not know where he found his stamina for in the bedroom but one thing was for sure, he had never felt this kind of love in his entire life and he was never letting it out of his grasp again.

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