#askeladd fluff

[alixezae]

askeladd x reader

tw: fluff , crack , slightly suggestive

note: need some asks omllll

[rinn-e]

Askefinn soft moment <3

[almost-blondee]

Shit Disturber

Thorfinn x Reader

Reader is Askeladds daughter

Fluff, mentions of the deed, SFW

word count: 1.2k

i might turn this into multiple little stories because i like the idea. Just like different scenarios regarding Thorfinn, Reader, and Askeladd.

If there is grammar mistakes or spelling errors please ignore them, i tried my best to find them all, thank you!

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Being on so many treacherous journeys just comes with the lifestyle. Having to go on endless marches day in and day out like it’s another walk in the park. Travelling with Askeladd and his group wasn’t exactly the ideal situation but you didn’t really have a choice. Being Askeladds only daughter, he was generally very protective of you and didn’t feel safe leaving you with your mother. You were a product of a one nightstand. Askeladd finding out he had a daughter was an odd thing for him, Although never pursuing a further relationship with your mother, he felt inclined to take up his fathering duty’s and keep you safe. Usually when your father would leave for a trip, you would stay with your mom, in Wales. Unfortunately, in your later teenage years your mother had gotten caught up with dangerous people and creating a not so safe environment for you. When Askeladd heard about this he wasn’t pleased, so he took it upon himself to bring you with him and teach you how to defend yourself. He thought you were old enough to be with him on his travels. What he didn’t expect though, was for you to catch feelings for the only other teenager in his crew. Thorfinn. You not having known what your Dad has done to the poor kid, couldn’t help but develop feelings for the boy. You guys didn’t talk much, if you did it was a quick couple words. Thorfinn doesn’t talk much in the first place so it is hard to engage in a conversation with him. However, you will talk to him any chance you get. He’s injured, perfect you can tend to his wounds. He’s leaving to eat by himself, you make sure he has enough food and water. Since Thorfinn is usually straight faced at all times, you can never tell if he appreciates the gestures or not. He never tells you to stop or tells you off, so you just assume he doesn’t mind.

Thorfinn definitely doesn’t mind the gestures, if anything he enjoys them but is to proud to say anything. Having known you’re Askeladds daughter, at first he was incredibly upset with your existence. But it was not long before he came to the realization that you had nothing to do with what your father had done to him. He still doesn’t recognize his feelings for you, but he knows he feels something and Askeladd was not having it.

He couldn’t believe that his only daughter had fallen for that scoundrel. He admits Thorfinn had been very useful to him and he’s somewhat thankful, but no way in hell he’s going to let him get with his precious daughter. Askeladd did everything in his power to keep you guys separated, but you were too stubborn, always clinging to Thorfinns side. As much as he could see Thorfinn pretending to dislike it, Askeladd knew he was secretly enjoying it

In one particular incident, you had gone to visit Thorfinn while he was eating alone when you guys had stopped in a little village. You had been sat beside him talking his ear off, not that he said anything back. It was getting later than you could realize and you ended up falling asleep on his shoulder. At first he was taken aback, his immediate reaction being to push you off of him. But when he looked a your, oh so beautiful face he couldn’t bring him self to disrupt your peace. As Thorfinn was admiring your face looking at every wrinkle and stray hair that had fallen in front of your face. Askeladd rounded the corner catching the boy tucking your hair behind your ear and caressing it further. Askeladd was enraged that he had the guts to preform such an intimate act on you.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Askeladd spat at Thorfinn in a harsh tone. Thorfinn jumped at the stern voice, he had thought no one would find them out here. The one time he was bold enough to admire you he had been caught, and by the worst person, your dad.

“uhh…. i was just… relaxing?” That was the only thing Thorfinn could muster up. “Relaxing.” Askeladd said in a flat tone. “Relaxing my ass, you were trying to cop a feel.” Thorfinn immediately denied any intention of touching you in any other way, than how he just had. It went silent. Thorfinn had begun glaring at Askeladd for ruining the moment, and Askeladd glaring back at him for touching his daughter. “Take your hands off of her” Askeladd finally spoke up. Thorfinn was confused for a second, his hands weren’t on you anymore. Then he realized that his arm had absentmindedly wrapped its self around you to support your body. Thorfinn rolled his eyes and sighed “No, it’ll wake her, you wouldn’t want to wake your precious daughter would you, old man?” Thorfinn said, his voice dripping in sarcasm.

“oh you little brat!” Askeladd replied, now angrier than before. “i don’t care if it wakes her, get away from her or i’ll rip your arm off”

“jeez okay old man. Don’t get your panties in a twist.” Thorfinn slowly shook you trying to wake you in the most gentle way possible just to make Askeladd more mad. “Hey, (y/n). Wake up, i’ll bring you to a proper bed” He whispered, but made sure it was loud enough for your dad to hear. Askeladd just rolled his eyes trying not to rip Thorfinns head off.

“huh, oh…Thorfinn.” was the first thing you said when you woke up. You looked so pleased to be woken up by him, it made Askeladd sick. “sorry i must have fallen asleep” you apologized. “don’t worry about it, just go find a bed to sleep in.” Thorfinn replied. As you stretched you pushed your head further into Thorfinns neck, keeping it there. Thorfinn could feel your hot breath on his neck, it made his hair stand up. Now this was extra awkward. Thorfinn realized that you hadn’t noticed your dad standing about 2 metres away from you guys.

“ahem…..” Askeladd cleared his throat to make him self noticeable to you. As soon as you heard him you jumped up, looked at your dad and got up from beside Thorfinn. “ohhh, Haha… Dad i didn’t know you were there….” you said in an embarrassed tone. Askeladd hated how you were so smitten with the boy sitting on the ground. Enough to cuddle up to him unprovoked. “we are leaving, you can sleep in my room tonight. If i hear you get up you’re dead.” your dad said in a harsh tone. Meanwhile, Thorfinn was enjoying how angry Askeladd was getting over something so trivial, it’s not like he caught you guys doing the deed. Although that probably would have been funnier, Thorfinn thought. The boy sat on the ground with a smirk waiting for Askeladds next move. Askeladd began to walk away with you tailing, when Thorfinn spoke up and said

“(y/n), you should come sleep with me more often.” purposefully making it sound more lewd then it actually was, in order to make Askeladd more mad. You turned red with embarrassment and looked at your dad, who was fuming. You then looked at Thorfinn and whispered an “okay”.

“ YOU’RE GETTING IT NOW BOY!” Askeladd had snapped, shouting at the boy for who knows how long as Thorfinn sat there trying not to laugh. Once Askeladd was done, he pulled you to his room. You gave Thorfinn a quick wave, and he just nodded. As you retreated you were wondering what you had gotten yourself into…

[tametoplease]

Buried Feelings (part 1)

Bjorn (M) (Vinland Saga) x Crushing Reader (M/F/N)

Prompt: Cooking

Sus level: Mostly fluff , one vague suggestion

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You rub your eyes roughly, staring at the ceiling of the tent, unable to sleep. You had been tossing and turning relentlessly, your mind heavy with unwanted thoughts and feelings. You were stressed, thinking about what the future holds. You, along with Askeladd's army would be marching out tomorrow morning, beginning another long journey. There would be more fights, more unnecessary deaths, and on top of that, you had to worry about your friends. Well, you had a hard time admitting to yourself, but there was one you worried about the most. The one you dreamed about most nights, your subconscious screaming at you to do something about your feelings. The one you stared at longingly each day, needing to pry your eyes away each time you realized. You didn't think he was one for love. A Viking that takes joy in killing, with a hard exterior. A Viking you could barely say the name of, yet he dominated your consciousness, he was all you could think about. All that mattered to you. Nevertheless, you had no doubts that he just saw you as another teammate, and to confess would surely be the end of your respected status in the group.

You sat up quickly, cutting your thoughts off. It was not time to think on this. What you needed was to push those thoughts down as deep as they could go, and never let them resurface. Feeling them creep back up, a blush rose to your cheeks. How embarrassing was it to be fantasizing about something so taboo.

You threw the covers off of yourself, leaving the tent. The smell of fresh cooked pork hit your nostrils, a scent previously drowned out by the crashing waves of deep suppressed thought. Your mouth watered now, your eyes darted quickly to the source. Hovering above the fire was the man you had grown to fear, not due to his bloodthirsty nature, but due to the unrelenting torment he had on your mind. Your mind raced, how can I get out of this? Surely he had seen you, and to go back in your tent as soon as you had left it would be quite suspicious. You sucked it up. You were going to do as you planned, take a walk to clear your head. You were a warrior after all, feelings are something to be ignored.

Just as you started to take cautious steps, Bjorn's eyes drifted to yours. You felt the tension explode, you hoped to God he couldn't see it on your face.

"Hungry?" Bjorn questioned, eyeing you questioningly for your stillness. He must have assumed you were staring at the food.

"Y-yeah. I could smell it from in the tent." You fumbled.

"Come, I'll share." He smiled warmly. A look you were not accustomed to seeing, "just don't let the others know." You blush, hoping it would come across as exposure to the cold. Taking cautious steps to Bjorn, while trying to play it cool, your mind raced. Was there a way to get out of this? Did you want to get out of this?

You sat down on one of the rocks around the fire. You dared to look over at Bjorn, he was focused solely on the meat on the end of his stick. He was surprisingly careful with how he was roasting it.

You looked around awkwardly, unsure of what to say. It was crazy how out on the battlefield, you could kill without mercy, you could fight until your bones ached, and you could continue until you were no longer able. You could look unflinchingly into the eyes of the enemy, even in their last breath. Yet, when faced with a love interest, you crumbled. You could barely look at the man. He had just removed his coat, unbuttoning his undershirt to mid-chest. The heat of the fire must have been overwhelming him. You avoided looking to the best of your abilities, but every now and then you caught your eyes drifting.

He nor you made any effort to bring up conversation. You knew Bjorn was a quiet man, and frankly, you had no idea how to talk to him. You waited anxiously for the food to be done, so you could escape the situation. As if sensing your thoughts, he pulls the meat away from the fire, examining it carefully.

"Done." He says, setting it aside to cool. He proceeds to scan the forest around, silent. You were still wrapped in your coat, cold despite the roaring fire. Admittingly, Bjorn was closer to the fire than you were. "Cold?" Bjorn asks, seeing you grip your jacket. That action was more nerves than cold.

"Yeah." You said shortly, not sure what to say from there. Bjorn hummed in response, his gaze lingering a little too long on you. You had never noticed him look at you for that long. Of course, this made a blush spread like wildfire on your pale cheeks. Something only a fool wouldn't notice. And you knew that Bjorn was no fool. You noticed a flicker in his gaze. What that flicker was, you were unsure.

"I thought you were cold." Bjorn teased. Since when did that man tease? You wondered, the blush only raising.

"I am." You responded, unable to come up with a witty response.

"Really?" he asked accusingly, leaning in ever so slightly. You backed away, giving him a concerned look. "I've never seen the cold do that to a person." Bjorn noted, smiling. His expression changed suddenly, looking you up and down subtly. He reached for the meat, tearing off a piece for you. "Here." he said, his expression unreadable.

"Thank you." You reply, nibbling at the meat.

"If you need another coat, I don't need mine." Bjorn admitted, picking his up from on of the other seats and putting it around your shoulders. His hands in such close proximity sent your brain into a scramble. You blushed like crazy, trying to focus on eating the food he had given you.

"Thank you" you forced out, still nibbling away.

"Your face is still red, are you feeling well?" Bjorn asks. He had to know, didn’t he? He was just being nice.

"I'm okay. I just need sleep."

“What’s keeping you up?” Bjorn asked, staring at the fire while he ate.

“I don’t know, it’s too cold in there. Nights like this make me nervous.” You admit, unable to look at Bjorn.

"Would it help if you weren't alone?" Bjorn asks.

"Um, I think I'll be ok." You stumble.

“Just because, I find it easier to sleep when someone is near.” He admits, rubbing the back of his neck. Bjorn- nervous? Since when? But maybe he thought the same of you. You wondered what other secrets he had buried beneath his cold exterior.

"I'll accompany you just incase." Bjorn insists, genuinely concerned for your health. “No sleep tonight makes the battle tomorrow much harder.” You hadn't taken Bjorn for a worrier. You nodded in response, still avoiding his gaze. How could you deny such an offer?

You both had finished up your meat and you began making your way to the tent, Bjorn following closely behind. Your face was flushed, your mind riddled with depraved thoughts. You sunk into bed, Bjorn's jacket still wrapped around you. Bjorn laid on the ground beside you. You noticed him start to shiver subtly. The drastic change in temperature must have been more than he expected.

"Do you want your coat back?" You ask, concerned for his wellbeing.

"No, it's ok." Bjorn said, holding back from shivering visibly.

"Do you want to share?" you ask innocently. Where that came from, you had no idea. You couldn't just watch him suffer on the cold ground. Bjorn glanced indecisively to you and back to the ceiling. With no audible response, he rose up to join you under the covers. You couldn't help but look away, your mind racing with scenarios. This means nothing, you told yourself. Just two platonic Vikings sharing warmth. That's all. Your body was as stiff as a board, trying your hardest not to give any signals whatsoever. Though this is what you had been craving., and part of you wanted progression. A large part. Bjorn shifted in the bed, grazing your side. Being this close to him made you realize how large the man was. You flinched. You wondered if he had noticed.

After a while, Bjorn had fallen asleep. The snoring let you know that fact. You had finally relaxed when out of no where his hand loomed over you, reaching for your waist. You flinched as it snaked around you, pulling you in. Your back was pressed to his front now as he gripped you firmly. He was incredibly warm. Were you supposed to let it happen? Should you wake him up? You froze, the warmth was too comfortable. It wasn't as if it was your choice anyways. You exhaled, releasing the built up tension and relaxing in his grasp. This had been a big fantasy your mind had been suppressing. Your dreams were quite literally becoming reality. You hadn't seen this coming- not in a lifetime.

Did he feel how you did? Would this progress further? Or would he wake up, realize, and pull away. You prayed it would continue. That it was no mistake. And that he had feelings for you too.

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Ok well that’s enough for this post. Maybe there will be a part 2 or maybe I’ll make another prompt. Follow for more to come!

[jinxofthecipher]

Chapters: 21/? Fandom: Vinland Saga (anime), Vinland Saga (manga) Rating: M (for now) Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence Relationships: Askeladd/Thorfinn, Bjorn/Thorfinn, Askeladd/Bjorn, Askeladd/Thorfinn/Bjorn Characters: Thorfinn, Askeladd, Bjorn Additional tags: Canon-typical violence, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Blood and Violence, Blood and Injury, Swearing, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Posessive Behavior, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Time Skips, Slash, Slow Burn, Sexual Tension, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, Denial of Feelings, Denial Everywhere, Misunderstandings, Huddling for Warmth, Sharing Body Heat, Pre-Relationship, Developing Relationship, Pining, Mutual Pining, Unrequited Love, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Feelings, Feelings Realization, Porn with Feelings, Eventual Romance, Getting Together, Touch-Starved, Touch-Starved Thorfinn, First Kiss, Making Out, Rough Kissing, Biting, Attempted rape/non-con, (attempted rape/non-con is not between our main three), Eventual Smut, Smut, Mutual Masturbation, Threeome - M/M/M, Threesome, Hand Jobs, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Double Anal Penetration, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Accidental voyeurism, Size Different, Praise Kink, Size Kink, Competence Kink, Hair Kink, Hair-puling, Switching, Bjorn/Thorfinn/Askeladd was supposed to be background-ish but Bjorn refused so here we are, the plot: how do we get these three idiots together?, (guys this also was supposed to be short. I failed),

Chapter synopsis:   Thorfinn is slowly coming back to the world.

Bjorn is just tired; thankfully Askeladd's got an idea.

Main synopsis:   Getting a soulname on your skin is a wonderous thing. It’s special; means someone is out there waiting for you. But not much is known apart from that. Thorfinn is amazed at the concept, his young mind excited that one day, he’ll have someone who loves him. He literally can’t wait! Askeladd, on the other hand, can’t be bothered. He’s got plans to execute, a father to murder, and a mother to help. Not to mention the mark on his chest is written in danish and that makes his blood boil. And, unlike them, Bjorn’s neutral to the concept; he could care less if he gets one or not, seems like a lot of hassle and little reward if he’s going off his parents relationship. So no, he’s good without one, thanks.

(the first 75% is M rated, switches to E near the end)

[littlerequiem]

𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓.

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓. flo (they/she). queer. capricorn. fr/eng. CET timezone. just a guy with a fixation for fictional characters & writing :)) 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒. reading, writing, video games (rpgs mostly), crocheting, green tea, fantasy, anti-heroes, dragons, cats (parent to this lil fluff ball), horse riding, the sea

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒. levi (aot), hange (aot), erwin (aot), pieck (aot), jean (aot), onkyakopon (aot), edward elric (fma), katara (atla), zuko (atla), mizu (blue eye samurai), askeladd (vinland saga), san (princess mononoke), wanderer (genshin impact), furina (genshin impact), solas (dragon age), morrigan (dragon age), sansa stark (got), aragorn (lotr), sam (lotr), lae'zel (bg3)

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[boxerdandy]

Clingy

A snippet from my last Patreon drop, feeling sentimental for these two again :’)

[rukia-writes]

Hello!it may be a little strange but,can i ask for Thorkell and Askeladd fluff hc please?

Fluff? In Vinland Saga it’s more likely than you think.❤️✨✨

(P.S. I decided throw in some fluff headcanons about these two in general because I didn’t know if it meant just about them or with a s/o (significant other)

Thorkell:

⚔️Thorkell is just a big teddy bear.

⚔️That’s all he is.

⚔️Don’t get it wrong if one has a death wish then Thorkell could send that person to Valhalla.

⚔️Thorkell is pretty happy guy, it’s just when he hasn’t fought anyone in awhile does he get irritable and that’s when you have steer clear.

⚔️I do think he would rather fun loving if he had a s/o.

⚔️Drinking. Joking around. Telling stories. The whole nine.

⚔️Did you see those muscles? He would totally carry his s/o just because. Shoulders, arms, whatever so long as he had his s/o physically touching him.

⚔️I bet cats like Thorkell. Dogs too. If he’s not busy fighting he probably feeds them. (Fite me mate)

⚔️Also, if Thorkell was in our modern society I could see him making sure the elderly woman make it across the street safe. (Old men might be out of luck tho)

⚔️Back to Thorkell’s biceps 💪, I bet if a kid asked him to he would toss them up in the air and catch. Just to make them happy.

⚔️”1, 2, you ready squirt? 3!”

⚔️The kid or kids get launched in the air and Thorkell catches them with ease.

⚔️If Thorkell had a s/o other I bet he would try to make a poem..in front of his entire Viking followers.

⚔️Is it bad? Yes. Does his s/o care? No. It’s the thought that counts besides, it puts a smile on their face and his Viking followers so it all works out.

🗡If Askeladd sees a woman struggling, thinking back to his mother he gives them money.

🗡A generous amount too.

🗡in our modern society Askeladd would also make sure the elderly woman gets across the street. (Old men have to defend for themselves)

🗡If Askeladd has a s/o, and no one is looking or even if a whole group looked, one thing he would do is feed them.

🗡Just once. He would offer to feed them.

🗡”Just take a bite (Name), it’s good for you.”

🗡”I don’t want the apple right now, Askeladd.”

🗡Askeladd has his s/o eating the apple in no time.

🗡He’s a crafty one.

🗡Also, he makes sure that they have a coat for the winter, and that they wear it.

🗡Buttons the coat all the way up or makes sure the coat is on properly and kisses their forehead.

🗡Askeladd can cook. (I’ll fight anyone on this)

🗡A great cook too. He’s had experience after all.

🗡Cooks for his s/o and Bjorn. Only if they ask however, he’s not just going to cook just because. But all one need do is ask and he would do it.

✨Rukia-Writes✨

[minikawa]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Vinland Saga (Manga), Vinland Saga (Anime) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Askeladd/Bjorn (Vinland Saga) Characters: Askeladd (Vinland Saga), Bjorn (Vinland Saga) Additional Tags: Hair Braiding, Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Implied Sexual Content, Drabble, dangerous murderous viking lads being cute, i know askeladd and bjorn are complete bastards but i just wanna write them having a soft moment, Banter Summary:

On a peaceful afternoon by the lake, Askeladd surprises Bjorn with a secret skill of his.

[huicitawrites]

Hi!! I recently watched Vinland Saga and I am obsessed! You're writing is so good I was wondering if I could get an Askeladd x female reader where reader is loyal to Askeladd to a fault, (because she's fallen in love with him) even to the point where she takes hits and slashes for him. At first Askeladd is indifferent towards her, she's just a shield maiden who'd him and his men happened upon as a hostage in a bandit camp, but she proves to be not only an incredible warrior, but loyal to him as well. She is beautiful and so, so kind to all the men, including Askeladd. He begins to get a little jealous though after his men are disbanded and Thorkell joins them because you and Thorkell get along amazingly. One night, Askeladd finds you and Thorkell drinking and laughing together and has had enough, he deadass throws you over his shoulder and storms away to have you spend time with him. Ends with a mutual confession and maybe some fluff? Can be NSFW or not. Thank you so much!

I’m more than glad to take this ask! However, this is a yandere blog. Would you mind a little twist?

[alixezae]

Vinland saga fics / • back to the masterlist

fields of change

[rinn-e]

Music they're dancing to 🥺

[golden-saga-imagines]

hey😃 this is the first time i place an order and i'm excited! Can you write a fluff with the character Askeladd for me? Reader lives with his mother, whom he helps, Askeladd saw her once and since then, every time he returns from the trip he flirts with her, wants to invite her somewhere, etc. 😍😍

Hi! Yes, of course! I’ve liked so much to write this fluff scenario, I hope you like too. Enjoy! 💕

ASKELADD

You look up through the window while you tap with the fingers the edge, your eyes move fidgety, searching a figure in the horizon. You finished all your tasks recently and you’re free now.

“Don’t worry, love,” you listen at your mother, “He will come as always”.

You jump in the site at the same time that your face colours of a deep red, you turn towards her and the idea of denying across your mind but when you watch her eyes, you know it’s in vain. She knows it. You sigh and twist your hands.

“I know,” you mutter, “But it’s a long that I don’t see him. I hope Askeladd is fine”.

A comfortable silence leaks on the house of your mother and you open your mouth to continue speaking but the sound of the call at the door surprises you. You hurry up to open and you find the blond man in the doorstep. He’s smiling like always. You look him quickly to verify he’s fine. And when you don’t find any injury, return him the smile.

“Can I take (Name) for a night, lady?” he asks at your mother.

You want to die when you realizes that they have a shine of collusion in their eyes, your mom smile.

“Of course. Keep an eye on (Name), please,” she answers.

Askeladd increases the smile and he very slowly take your hand.

“I will put both eyes, mistress”.

You want to escape of the house to recognise the double meaning of his words, yes, always put the eyes in your whole body, he loves entertain looking you, especially if you blushed. You listen the laugh of your mother, you can’t understand how they get along so well.

“Good afternoon, love and you too, Askeladd”.

“Good afternoon, mom” you answer and hurry along Askeladd to leave the house.

Ari🌿

[ketilsfarm]

vincest fic masterlist

masterlist of vincest fics since i foolishly started posting them anonymously instead of making a new ao3, and can’t put them in a series without revealing my username :3c

My goal is to make it possible to avoid my content if you don’t want to see it, so I try to keep the summaries very short since incest is a common trigger. Please block this account if my posts are showing up in searches and you don’t want them there!

general notes: 

Torgrim/Atli = Guriato, Thorgil/Olmar = Giruoru

The older brothers will probably always be topping unless it’s a modern AU, since Viking culture saw the penetrated partner as playing the submissive or “woman’s” role.

Most of these works will contain allusions to rape, as it would have been a fact of life for these characters. According to sources, rape was used as a means of humiliating captives or defeated warriors, so generally within the ‘canon’ of these fics, Atli has been raped during his time as a captive  and Thorgil has committed rape. There’s less detail about it in the Guriato fics, but yeah them too.)

Most of the Giruoru fics will be dubcon at the very least due to the nature of their relationship.

I can’t do lolishota~ Olmar will always be 16 minimum in the Giruoru and I’ve only done one short dark thing with regressed-Torgrim

Torgrim/Atli:

fics where they’re involved previously:

the holy men may speak of paradise - M, 401 words, hurt/no comfort, mentioned rape. Atli being kept captive by the Jomsvikings. I thought this would be a one-off but it started me down the vincest path.

from the fury of the northmen, o lord: - M, 1241 words, third party pov, vignette set during their raiding days. Contains threats of rape. (I’m not that fond of this one honestly but I was still getting into the series atmosphere here)

because the night - T, 357 words, fluff, anija being emotionally delicate and needy. (Japanese tl here)

deerly beloved - E, 2900 words, pre-series smut. Atli taking an antler dildo up the butt, that’s all. Meant to be their pre-timeskip designs from the anime.

vanadís - T, 1350 words. Magical mpreg, humor. Atli gets pregnant and is significantly less excited about it than Torgrim.

if on a winter’s night - T, 1000 words. Another member of the band sees them in the middle of some drunk roleplay.

trouble the waters - T, 8400 words. AU using daemons from the His Dark Materials series. Here I wove them into Norse mythology a little and changed them up so it would be easier to write (please, don’t make me create two more OCs!) Despite how different this universe is from canon, it ended up being pretty much the fic I wanted to write about Atli heading home with his new brother-son after parting with Askeladd.

under the skin - M, 1600 words. Atli gets a minor injury in battle, and he and Torgrim bicker over what it means.

ototoxic environment - M, 1,894 words. For once, they have to face the fact that Ear probably knows they’re fuckin. Luckily, he doesn’t have much to gain by sharing it.

direction. - M, 1,764 words. Torgrim reassures his brother that he’s much more important than gold. Probably.

come the spring, come the fall - M, 963 words. It’s winter, they’re in their parents’ house, and Torgrim’s horny.

Open Within - E, 4,237 words. Threesome with Atli’s wife. (Atli on bottom both ways.) Torgrim believes ardently that twins are conceived by two men ejaculating inside a woman in quick succession, and he wants his brother to have the best heirs possible.

once and again - M, 569 words. Atli’s back in that goddamn tent again! He sure spends a lot of time there.

once before - E, 1,674 words. Their first time as mentioned in once and again. Mostly wordless, heavy petting after getting overly excited and kissing after a battle.

The Hand That Holds the Leash - M, modern AU animal play. (Like full-on bestiality roleplay.) Torgrim’s topping but on the leash, both literally and figuratively.

fics about their first time together after not being involved previously:

set during their raiding days:

payment in kin(d) - E, 4,752 words. During their raiding days, Torgrim covers a payment for Atli, and after much thought, Atli settles on a blowjob as the only possible way to break even.

The Shadows of Strangers That Stick to Your Skin - M, 3,389 words. Guess who got crabs in England! It’s both of them, and they’re very out of sorts. Contains wrestling.

A Serpent That Straddles the Sky - M, 2,932 words. Sequel to the above fic. Drunk intercrural in a haystack and it gets kinda d/s.

the otouto pussy indulgence series:

indulgence - E, 3800 words. Atli acquires a vagina thanks to magic, and then Torgrim does as well. There’s sex pollen too.

Teasing - E, 1,739 words. Fingering. Torgrim deals with a little aftermath from the sex pollen and is accidentally very rude to his brother.

Becoming - E, 3,112 words. Sequel/midquel to indulgence. Torgrim eating otouto pussy. That’s it.

Unbecoming - E, 2,935 words. Sequel to Becoming. After reassuring Atli that there’s no need to worry about periods, Torgrim winds up the one who gets his period, and he’s a bad patient. Atli reassures him and gets his red wings.

set after Atli’s return home after being held captive:

not right - T, 600 words. They get together after their return home, thanks to intense guilt and unhealthy ways of dealing with PTSD.

in order. - M, 1,964 words. Torgrim’s living with his brother’s family. He can’t work much, and doesn’t have much to offer a woman. Atli offers himself up and makes a confession.

canon-adjacent fix-it series, in chronological order; involves Atli being married with children, and Torgrim “waking up” from the dissociative state but continuing to live with his brother’s family:

somewhere back when we were young - M, 1410 words. Looking at how a “mutual” relationship could have started back at the onset of puberty. Implied underage sexual content.

together, alone - M, 1800 words. Torgrim convinces his brother it’s time for them to leave home. Implied underage sexual content.

captive audience - M, 1110 words. Sort of a reworked version of holy men, meant to fit more closely into this particular series. Onscreen rape in this one, and flashbacks to (non-graphic) consensual sex in early puberty.

don’t forget the nights + (you can’t forget the nights) - T, both 944 words. Atli returning home and the brothers slipping back into their old relationship.

always been and are - T, 3000 words. The brothers cuddle for the first time in a while, talk about the past, and experience some friction when they talk about the future.

the other side of paradise - T, 2200 words. Atli’s wife overhears them having a very emotional conversation and finds out about their relationship.

things surpassing strange - T, 2150 words. Atli’s wife deals with some jealousy from her brother-in-law, and sets a few conditions with her husband for their ongoing arrangement.

stillness & in(ter)twined - T, 649 words and M, 1,287 words respectively; Torgrim’s new method of taking care of his brother (it involves sex), and reflecting on what life is like now.

Before and Between & In Between and After - E, 2,944 words and E, 3,375 words respectively. Torgrim is very fond of his brother’s face, in their younger days (first fic) and their older (second).

history chimes - M, 1,077 words. Torgrim disassociates sometimes and wants sex; Atli’s not sure what else to do, so they have sex.

silver, gold - T, 1400 words. The brothers exchange wedding rings and Torgrim has a brief flash of insight into the reality of their relationship.

nothing compares - E,  2125 words. Belly worship over the years. Plus Atli nursing for comfort and freaking Torgrim out.

little niceties - T, 2900 words. Atli’s young daughter sees them cuddling in a very un-brotherly way. Fortunately, she’s too young to understand it, and Torgrim's explanation of why she should keep it to herself covers a few other matters that have been unsettling the household.

watchful eyes - T, 2310 words. Atli’s son listens in. I probably gave him too many young kids, honestly.

the years that pass - E, 3024 words. They finally escape the shackles of toxic masculinity and admit that Torgrim gets off on having a brotherwife. By this point, Atli gets off on it too.

part to meet again - T, 1900 words. Atli dies of old age, Torgrim takes it poorly and dies soon after. From the perspective of Atli’s daughter, an OC introduced in previous fics.

the leather culture 1980s AU:

give to me your - M, 2700 words. 1980s AU, themed around leather culture. Torgrim gets protective in the wake of an assault, while Atli prefers not to talk about it at all.

hell for - M, 4226 words. Prequel. Atli’s in a bratty mood as Torgrim arranges their entry into the leather scene. (Takes place before the assault, so no warnings for this fic.)

Threefer Leather - M, 3428 words. Atli likes getting tied up now, and Torgrim’s trying to understand the psychology of it all.

Fourth Time the Charm - E, 4,700 words. Torgim’s still worried about the implications of Atli’s new interests, and he sees the chance to get some honest answers after sex while Atli’s still spaced out. Atli doesn’t appreciate it.

From The Other Side - E, 1,069 words. Outsider POV from a member of the leather club where they have sex sometimes. (Who doesn’t know they’re actually brothers.)

Dragonriders of Pern AU:

Dragonfuck - E, 5295 words. Pern AU. Brownrider Torgrim inciting his greenrider brother to top him (!!!!!!!!) so he doesn’t have to worry about him becoming one of those greenriders. The one where I finally gave up on lapslock titles ([Yzma voice] And you want to know something else? I never liked lapslock titles! Never!!!)

Dragonfall - M, 3779 words. Something happens to Torgrim’s dragon, and Atli knows they have to run.

Nightwatch - M, 6229 words: Regressed Torgrim makes friends with a feral watchwher (nobody fucks a dragon in this one, I feel like the rating/tags make that unclear)

others:

sommer sturm und drang (M, 3896 words) &  heads turning (M, 5,030 words). We don’t respect JKR in this house but I did start two HP/omegaverse fusions before the big blowup. First is school-age omegaverse-typical dubcon at Durmstrang (as consensual as possible, but you know... omegaverse). Second one is set years later; Atli’s living with his brother, dealing with still not being pregnant despite their best and constant efforts... and then something happens during one of his brother’s jobs.

all to the best - E, 4154. I don’t actually remember writing this but apparently I did! Midquel to the other ones from the HPomegaverse. Atli feels bad about not stepping in to stop another omega from being abused, but Torgrim reassures him it’s totally fine, because nothing like that will ever happen to him, and also it’s time to have sex. So it’s fine.

Kyoudai oshi photo essay - T, unknown word count. Pushing the agenda with screencaps.

Atli: Dumb bottom? Yes. Coward? No! - Essay defending Atli’s honor as a mere dumbass.

Question: What Happened to Torgrim? (and Atli) T, 1800 words. Canon-compliant essay explaining what happened to the brothers.

Every Other Man's Lousy Luck - T, playlist. Roughly canon compliant except it’s implied they’re fuckin’.

the fucked up ones:

question ➡️ answer (M, 1,348 words) &  answer ➡️ apologetics (E,  2,793 words) - They get horny for each other after making a habit of raping women together. Rape and snuff of an unnamed woman in the first one; fully consensual between the two of them.

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Thorgil/Olmar:

the “wolf” trilogy, not actually related but similar in themes:

hungry like the - M, 2044 words, dubcon. Thorgil manipulating Olmar into sex as a lesson. (my second vincest fic; I was getting used to dialogue in this setting and trying to disguise my writing so it’s lower-quality, in my opinion)

kill the wolf someday - E, 3467 words, extreme dubcon (sex pollen plus manipulation). The sex pollen fic. That’s it.

big & bad (bred in the bone) - M, 1260 words, hurt/no comfort, noncon. Set ten years after Thorgil’s departure. Deals with the ship as past CSA with realistically traumatic effects, with another assault during the fic. Kind of about that trauma feeling of wanting the familiar back no matter how much it hurt you. (sequel: out in the flesh)

Take Me, Shake Me:

(Modern AU. The gentler of the two, with the relationship initiated by 18 y/o Olmar; Thorgil is more of an adrenaline junkie in this one but remains a very bad dom.)

from the many-venomed earth -  M, 1100 words. A series of 11 drabbles.

tornerose - E, 2100 words. Another drabble series. Consensual drugging/somnophilia.

up up in the air - M, 3,259 words. Dubcon handjob in a Ferris wheel.

Make Me, Break Me:

(Darker modern AU, with a dom/sub relationship predicated on a lot of grooming and gaslighting from Thorgil.)

developed dependence - E, 6173 words. The process of Thorgil getting things started and using Olmar’s need for approval/attention to convince him that this is fine, actually.

sweetest taste is never gonna leave you - M, 3380 words. Puppy play and pee, Olmar getting broken down a bit more.

others:

all of my favorite scars - E, 2421 words. I wrote this in one day after finding out that Olmar calls Thorgil niichan and not aniki as I’d assumed. Scar worship, wall-fucking, gratuitous use of “niichan”.

ear necklace in your cup - T, 1565 words. Humor, based on the infamous Folgers “Home For The Holidays” commercial.

out in the flesh - T, 1418 words. Sequel to big & bad (bred in the bone), the realistic CSA one. Olmar returns home to his wife (the girlfriend we see him with in canon), and doesn’t feel good about himself. Thorgil doesn’t appear onscreen in this one.

in dreams - M, 1,803 words. Ten years later; a drunk first time after a chance meeting.

raw meat = blood drool - M, 1,782 words. Noncon knee job in the days Ketil’s farm spends preparing for the war.

nightswimming, lightsdimming - E,  5,409 words. Modern AU. Drugged rich boy birthday sex in a penthouse, plus threesome with their unnamed sister.

the vines of tall trees - T, 4,288 words. Revisiting the fylgjur/daemon setting from my earlier Guriato fics. Nonconsensual daemon touching... or rather, Olmar says yes, but his daemon doesn’t.

A Black-Eyed Trust - T, audio playlist. Roughly canon compliant but with incest.

You're in My Blood, You're in My Bones (Can't Get to Your Heart) - NSFW audio. Modern AU playlist that Olmar cries over at 1AM instead of breaking up with his psychopath brother.

platonic Olmar & Thorgil fics:

kept at bay - T, 1560 words. Thorgil is brought back to the farm 15 years later with disabling injuries and Olmar tries to take care of him. (Thorgil dies at the end)

cracking wood made my little heart tremble - T, 1,573 words, cruelty to animals and children. A young Thorgil tries to get a younger Olmar to toughen up. (written before I got my hands on the guidebook with ages; they’re 6 years apart in this one and not 8 as they actually are in canon)

little boys got a lot to remember - T, 4,190 words. Olmar & Thorgil & their unnamed sister, growing up. (Again, incorrect 6 year age difference, and I put the sister right in the middle, 3 years older and 3 years younger.)

OLMAR PHOTO ESSAY - T, unknown word count. Olmar photo essay?!?! Still contains brocon.

OTHERS:

Gunnar/Ragnar:

certain strange finalities - T, 521 words. I wrote this to prove I could, because the main problem with this third sibling set is that the most decent and religious man in the whole manga probably isn’t gonna be boinking his snake little brother. So I had to work with his one failing, which is being overly indulgent to the ones he loves.

Sweyn/Canvte:

Midnight Sun - M, noncon, 347 words. Sweyn’s ghostly head molesting King Canvte... or maybe just dreams?

Dem*n Sl@yer: GyuDaki/GyuUme/GyuuDaki / whatever you wanna call it:

What You Will - M, 1,659. After their rebirth, they slip into sex, and into each other. (Not that it matters much anymore.) All relevant warnings for their backstory. Written before the fanbook revealed the even more incestuous reason Dak1 stabbed that guy. 

K*rra: Amonlok with the Lieutenant as proxy

Fathom Five - M, 1,964 words. Proxy noncon with some kali sticks going in Tarrl0k’s mouth. (Not the good sticks! Extras.)

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