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ceridwenofwales · 4 years ago
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Awwww! You know how much I love Iseult and having her and Alfred is so special.
I just love how he is still determined not to show any inkling of weakness even if no one is there to witness. His drivenness to finish the chronicles because he knows it's a way to live forever. Amazing!
It takes us back to his dialogue with Uhtred in season 3 when Alfred mentions he will always remember Iseult. So it's amazing that we have another moment in which Alfred gets to face his past, mistakes, memories... as the end approaches.
It's actually funny when he said the woman he remember wouldn't have approached with such a dark and foreboding present or talked to him this way because I remember perfectly well how Iseult scolded him for burning the loaves in the stone oven when they were hiding from the Danes. I believe it says how he sees her as a an epitome of kindness in a way.
Iseult - TLK-tober
I rolled Iseult, ghost, ink/sludge, malevolent. I knew exactly what to do! 787 words, warnings for haunting and contagion fears. (prompt list here if you want to do one too!)
“Just one more page,” Alfred mutters to himself as the flames gutter and several candles wink out. He feels no breeze; why do they keep doing that?
He lifts himself from the chair; that’s getting harder every time but even with no one here to see it he schools his face, keeps his breath steady as he settles his weight over his own two feet and steps carefully over to the closest candelabra that is still lit. He lifts one taper to rekindle the rest; it’s dim in this room even in the daytime and at night all of the candles are required for him to be able to see his Chronicle.
It must be almost midnight. He’s surprised Aelswith has not sent one of her women to beckon or scold him off to bed. But he must keep working. The Chronicle must be completed before – the shadows seem to swim in the corner of the room. Alfred shakes his head, rubbing at his eyes and refusing to admit he’s overtired. There are no devils here. Only God’s word is true.
Continuar lendo
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whenimaunicorn · 6 years ago
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Sorry I haven't been posting at my usual pace... Personal life is currently a shit show that I'm mostly spectating, but still have to kind of deal with.
Anyone want to throw any headcanons or thoughts in my ask box, I'd appreciate the distractions even though I don't currently have time to write anything up!!
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ceridwenofwales · 6 years ago
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An excavated grave of a medieval warrior who appears to have worn a knife as a prosthetic after his forearm was amputated. The skeleton was found in a Longobards burial pit, which dates to the 6th-8th centuries AD.
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pokeasleepingsmaug · 6 years ago
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The spin the bottle one sounds like it would happen to Uhtred in a frat boy AU
You can't help but stare as Uhtred drains the brown bottle, throat moving in long swallows, and sets it down with a flourish in the middle of the circle. He picks up the deck of cards and throws it casually out of the circle, and you don't envy the guys that will have to spend their hungover Sunday afternoon cleaning this place. "Let's play spin the bottle," Uhtred suggests, dark eyes dancing as they light on you. His intent is clear, and you feel yourself smiling back.
"Me first," you state, lightly slapping Finan's hand away. He grumbles half-heartedly but subsides as the bottle starts to spin. You hope it doesn't land on Uhtred, not yet. You've been teasing him all night--brushing against him as you walk past, shaking your hips just a little more than normal, dancing with Ragnar just to make him jealous. The bottle wobbles to a stop, pointing directly at Aethelflaed. She's sitting right next to you, so you lean over and press your lips to her giggling mouth. She tastes like cranberry juice and vodka, not exactly what you would choose tonight but good anyway.
Aethelflaed's turn is next, she's horrified when it lands on her half-brother but gives him a quick peck on the cheek anyway. "On the lips!" Finan howls, banging his fist against the sticky linoleum. "Those are the rules!"
"He's my brother, idiot," she reminds him with a roll of the eyes as Osferth reaches for the bottle. He spins it quickly, eager to move on from the awkwardness of the moment. It lands on you. His lips are dry and gentle, gone almost as soon as they press against yours.
"Weak, Osferth," Uhtred teases. "I'll have to show her how it's done." He watches the bottle intently as it approaches him, slowing down. He grins, looking up at you through his lashes, and when he looks down again, the bottle is point just past him. Finan howls with laughter as he lunges across the circle, clasps his hand around the back of your neck, and draws you in. He tastes like whiskey, of course he does, smoky and too strong, but something you want to drown in anyway. You glance at Uhtred out of the corner of your eye, catching the right clench of his jaw, and as Finan pulls away you lean forward to steal another sloppy kiss. He winks at you as he sits back down, grinning like the cat that got the cream.
You don't even look at Uhtred as Finan spins the bottle, groaning theatrically when it lands on Ragnar. But of course the big blonde doesn't let him get off that easy, smothering him in a bear hug and planting a loud, smacking kiss square on his lips. The circle of partygoers erupts in laughter as Finan enthusiastically attempts to drown the taste in more whiskey. Ragnar whoops when the bottle stops, pointing at you, and this is finally the last straw for Uhtred.
"Enough!" He claps his hand on Ragnar's shoulder to stop him from reaching you. He clambers unsteadily across the circle to you and crushes his lips to yours with a soft, hungry groan, and to make him break like that, to kiss you like this in front of everyone feels like a victory you'll spend the rest of the night teasing him about. But you forget all about who won and who lost when he pulls your bottom lip into his mouth and bites down gently.
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ceridwenofwales · 6 years ago
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James Northcote (aka Aldhelm) just got married! [Eliza Butterworth's IG stories]
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ceridwenofwales · 6 years ago
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The best cast ever [x][x]
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ceridwenofwales · 6 years ago
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Brida is done!
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#let’s go to wessex they said #it’ll be fun they said
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pokeasleepingsmaug · 6 years ago
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I love The Last Kingdom, especially s3, and I'm curious to read the books (I love historical fiction!). Do you recommend reading all of them before the next season or wait after? Part of me wants to but other part wants me to avoid spoilers for the show.
I would recommend them! Even having read them all, I was still surprised by the last season. In the books neither Ragnar nor Thyra die at that point or in that way, so it’s still different enough that you can be surprised. That being said, what did stay the same was Sihtric’s betrayal that wasn’t really a betrayal, so it seems to be pretty random as to what is changed vs what’s not.
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ceridwenofwales · 6 years ago
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A personal attack!
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pokeasleepingsmaug · 6 years ago
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Gonna actually try to write a fic tonight/tomorrow. But the question is, Sihtric and Beocca shared angst about Thyra, or Finan x reader (or OC, haven’t decided) angst?
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ceridwenofwales · 6 years ago
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I love seeing Uhtred with his family.
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Uhtred & Gisela | The Last Kingdom
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whenimaunicorn · 6 years ago
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Ok I love "arseling" and "turd" as last kingdom insults, but I'm starting to over-use them. What else do YOU think Brida would call someone?
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ceridwenofwales · 6 years ago
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I think Arnas finally realized he can't fight Brazilians. We are annoying and we are everywhere! 🤣
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ceridwenofwales · 6 years ago
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Domestic Uhtred: Domestic Uhtred can't be alone on this... #1800DUHEREFORU quartercenturyclub #TheUhtredEffect #thelastkingdom #secretlylovesUhtredtoo like @elizabutterworth
"I find it is interesting that there is a 10 year-challenge but I will propose another challenge. This one will be the quarter century challenge.
In it you must have been married for 25 years or more. During that time you will have helped to raise a family, to build a hall, to bring home food, to love and to care for all those within your hall. Instead, in order to truly be part of this challenge, you must come home, day after day, to find your wife sitting, gazing at another man who calls himself Uhtred. Wondering: 'Why is my man not like this man?'
Well, because your man has had 25 years of wedded bliss."
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ceridwenofwales · 6 years ago
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Okay but that Leofric and Aelswith fic was beautiful and absolutely brilliant, and it's something I never knew I needed!
Awwww! You're so sweet! When @whenimaunicorn told me of her idea for a crack ship challenge, they were the first that came to my mind. I'm glad you enjoyed it. ❤
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ceridwenofwales · 6 years ago
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Now I understand why Ælswith is always calling Steapa.😏😱😯
I'm feeling the urge to write something for crack ship challenge with him.🤔
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