#screaming vikings fic

[the-werewithal]

The Fall of Garlemald - Chapter 2 (AO3)

Three days after Zenos and Raelha returned to Garlemald, a grand ball was held. Technically it marked their reentry into society. Never mind that Zenos had returned to the city several times already at the Emperor’s request. Tradition demanded it.

The lights burned, musicians played, and fountains of sparkling wine flowed endlessly. The vast, gilded hall was alive with a cross section of the Garlean high society, all glittering and hungry. Zenos would normally be bored out of his mind. 

But this was not a celebration for them. This was the hunt. 

[mcrco]

I want to get back into fic writing so I'm now taking requests for the fandoms listed under the cut.

Vikings

Shameless

Game of Thrones

Lucifer

The Magicians

Scream

[redxixi]

~`all ours~` part 1

Part 2

~` pairing: viking!141 x fem!reader

~` summary: you were a simple girl living with your family in a small villiage when the price clan came and raided your villiage so now your their prisoner.

a/n: aight so im back and ready sorry for being gone for so long. so this fic is heavily inspired by @groguspicklejar fic SO GO READ CUZ LORD. Her fics are AMAZING. while i was gone i developed a heavy crush on price from cod and i wanted to write something like this for a while so here we are.

~` warnings: being chased, violence, dark shi. !CAUTION! these fics will contain dark stuff in them so if it is not for you do not read it pls. If you do read it and get offended by it it is not my problem cuz it says dark shi so yeah.

like any other morning you went to the nearby river for some water and berries. everything was peaceful, the winds were blowing a soft breeze, the birds were singing and the clouds looked like pillows you could sleep on when suddenly you heard loud yelling from your home. you ran back to see what had happend only to be met with the sight of fire. everything was burning and everyone was yelling. you rushed to your hut only to find it destroyed and then you saw them.

they were like animals slaughtering and destroying everything in sight. you ran as fast as you could and hid in the woods behind a gigantic tree. you waited, listenend and tried to proccess what just happend. the people who treated you like family and gave you food were killed brutally, the children who were just playing a couple hours ago now dead too. but you only saw 4 men. could 4 men really kill a whole villiage?

you waited for a while until you couldnt hear any screams anymore and carefully came out of your hiding spot. you slowly aproached the villiage and saw the 4 men and with them where a few surviors tied up. the 4 men where talking amongst themselves so you decided to sneak past them. you carefully and quietly snuck past one of em and heard one of em talking.

"there was no point coming here. the only thing these people had were crops and some silver other than that they had basically nothing"

the one that said this was a dark skinned man with an axe resting on his back and the masked one awnsered.

"exactly they had crops and we don't kyle. if we want to survive this winter we needed more food."

you carefully listened in on theire confersation while sneakily trying to flee when just then you stepped on a branch making a loud crack sound. the 2 men who were talking turned theire heads to your derection.

"what was that"

slowly you could heard them aproaching the bush you hid behind. you were shaking from fear and you could hear your heart beating in your chest. without thinking you ran.

"fuck GET HER"

you heard one of em say. filled with adreneline you ran as fast as you could. you ran past the tied up survivors and just when you thought you could make it out of there one of the men suddenly appeared in front of you making you collide against his chest causing you to fall on your butt.

"well well well what do we have here."

you looked up at him. he had short black hair with a mutton chop beard and was build like a greek god with countless tattoos on his chest.

"did you really think you could run from us las?"

you started to crawl backwards with fear while he slowly aproached you. you could feel the tears coming out of your eyes so with your last strenght you stood up and ran the opposite derection only to see the other men in your way. both of your ways to escape were blocked by these monsters. you felt you heart beating almost out of your chest and tears were streaming down your face.

"p-please don't i-i just wanna go please"

you pleaded to them sobbing.

"aww sweetie its okay we wont hurt c'ha"

the one with a dark brown mowhawk said sarcastically while grinning. before you could do anything you were grabbed from the back by the masked man. you tried to squirm out of his grasp but his hold on you was rock solid.

"shhh its okay we aren't bad people....well we are but we will take good care of you okay"

the man with a mohawk then put a cloth with some sort of substance on your nose. you tried to resisit by shaking your head but he pulled your hair back and shoved the cloth onto your nose. slowly you could feel yourself slipping away and everything slowly became blury.

"shhh sleep now we have plans for ya bonnie"

So this will be part 1 in a multiple part series so feel free to send suggestions and ideas cuz i need em.

[viking-raider]

🎃 Bumps in the Night 🎃

Summary-> You're home alone on Halloween Night and things are acting up around the house.

Pairing-> (You'll find out in the fic)/Reader

Word Count-> 2.7k

Warnings-> PG: Cotton Candy Fluff, Language, Suspense, Scares

Inspiration-> Halloween and Muse agreeing with one another.

Author’s Note-> This is a work of Fiction!

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You were all curled up on the couch, in a darkened home, a pillow clutched in your arms and your eyes glued to horror on the flickering tv screen.

It was Halloween night and you were binging through your favorite horror movies. Usually, you’d have a few friends or your boyfriend over to join the scarefest with you. Watching the Saw movies, followed by the Silent Hills with loads of popcorn and a glass of wine or two. Only taking breaks to refill the candy bowl outside the door, so the neighborhood kids wouldn’t get into mischief against you for not supplying their sugar addiction. But your friends had other plans for the night and your boyfriend was held up with work.

So, it was just you this year.

That was okay, you’d make them all RSVP for Christmas.

You were forty-five minutes deep into Silent Hill 2, when something struck your front door, sending your heart out of your body, like a NASA Rocket, and under the covers in your bedroom upstairs. Swallowing it back down into your chest, you blindly reach for the remote to pause the movie and unfold yourself from the sofa; heading for the entryway.

“Christ, I hope they didn’t egg or toilet paper the front porch.” You mumbled under your breath, pushing up on your toes to peek out the peep-hole; but saw nothing out of sorts. “Hmm.” You grabbed the stash of candy you had by the door and stepped out onto the pouch. “Those heathens.” You growled, finding the remnants of an egg; the clear albumen and runny yoke with bits of broken shell slowly seeping down the mocha-colored wood.

“I should just confiscate the candy bowl!” You barked out into the dark, meeting the eye of every trick-or-treater that walked by on the sidewalk; but filled the bowl nonetheless, feeling bad for punishing the innocent ones.

Going back inside and securing the door, you headed into the kitchen, tucking the empty candy bag into the recycling and pulling another chilled cooler out of the fridge. You stood there for a moment, sipping it and considering if you wanted to order takeaway or pop something in the oven for dinner, as the loudest bang came from the dining room. Drawing a startled scream from your lips. Stumbling towards the entry connecting the living room to the kitchen, your cooler nearly slipping from between your trembling fingers, your eyes were locked on the opposite side of the kitchen, to the entry leading into the dining room. It was just a portal of darkness, like most of the house. The only light was from your paused horror movie, casting light against your back, and only helped your brain find trick shadows in the blackness.

Your throat was tight with fear, you set your wine on the edge of the first counter you could find and continued to back out of the kitchen and into the living room. Dashing around the couch to grab your phone, the moment you were close enough, and dialing your go-to number.

“Hey, babes.” Your boyfriend’s excited voice picked up on the other end.

“Oh my god! Oh christ!!” You blurted out, bouncing on your toes.

“What’s wrong? Are you all right?”

“I think someone’s in the house.” You whined, biting your lip with your eyes panning in every direction.

“Are you sure?” He asked, concerned and agitated.

“There was a loud noise in the dining room.” You told him, antsy.

“Did you go look?”

“GO LOOK!” You snapped out at him, outraged, but quickly gasped and slapped a hand over your mouth, collecting yourself. “Are you crazy? That’s how people get murdered!” You told him, whispering loudly.

His side of the line filled with chest rumbling, amused laughter.

“Why are you laughing!” You scolded him, moving from scared to angry. “Someone could be in the house, trying to rob and/or kill me!”

“Baby, how many horror movies have you watched tonight?” He asked, through his fit of giggles.

“I don’t know.” You sighed, pressing a hand to your forehead, starting to feel silly. “All the Hills Have Eyes, the IT movies, Don’t Breathe, and now, I’m on the second Silent Hill.” You confessed.

“All alone in the dark.” He said, matter-of-factly. “Maybe I should have taken this work thing off and stayed home with you.” He mumbled to himself.

“No, I’m fine.” You said, shaking your head and steeling yourself. “You’re right, I’m just over hyping myself. I’m sure it’s something stupid and explainable.”

“I’m sure it is, love.” He agreed, his voice soft and loving.

“I’ll let you off.” You sighed, glancing back at your unfinished movie. “I’ll see you when you get back tomorrow?”

“Obviously.” He chuckled. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Hanging up, you clutched your phone in your hand before deciding to brave the dining room to find out what had almost sent you to an early grave. Turning on your phone’s light and hugging it against your chest, you tiptoed through the kitchen and pressed yourself against the wall beside the doorway, taking a moment to maximize your courage, before flashing your phone into the space. You had hoped to blind whoever could be hiding in there, gaining an upper hand, before jumping out of your hiding place and into the dining room. But there was no one there, shielding their poor blinded eyes. You couldn’t spot anything out of place either. All the chairs were pushed neatly into the table, the book shelves against the walls were right and their contents in their rightful places.

“What the fuck.” You cursed, rounding the table twice, looking for any explanation, even underneath it.

Nothing.

You pressed a hand to the side of your face, at a loss. “I’m losing my mind.” You decided, shrugging and going back into the living room. “Out of my damn mind, Pyramid Head.” You told the eerie figure on the screen, popping down on the couch, appetite completely forgotten about. “Whatever.” You sighed, pressing play on the movie and tried settling back in.

Silent Hill was almost over and you had finally relaxed again, when yet another bump sounded through the house. This time from upstairs. You flew off the couch and all but ran out of the house, toes barely touching the floor as you went.

“Crap, crap, crap!” You panicked, pacing the foyer, heart thudding against your chest like some cartoon character. You yelped at the sudden sound of your phone going off, but didn’t go for it, where it still sat on the couch cushion. The upstairs between you and it. “Christ alive!” You growled, skittering sideways through the dining room, bolted through the kitchen and all but dived for your phone.

“Yes?” You hissed, kneeling between the couch and coffee table.

“Hey baby.” Your boyfriend’s voice replied cheerfully, but faded. “Did I scare you?” He asked, hearing the panicked terror in your voice.

“No.” You snapped at him, testily.

“Honey, why don’t you call the Horror-thon short for the night? You’re clearly spooking the life out of yourself. I’d hate to come home to you all sleep deprived and paranoid, cause you were too stubborn to call it.”

“It’s a tradition.” You argued with him.

“I know it is. But this is the second call we’ve had that you’re terrified over something; be it something in the house or just the sound of the phone ringing.”

Or something else in the house! You thought, glancing up at the ceiling.

“How about this, when I get home, we’ll do the Horror-thon together. I’ll get us our favorite takeaway and everything for it.”

You wanted to argue with him. You didn’t need him to be there as a safety buddy, so you wouldn’t be afraid of the dark. There wasn’t anything to be afraid of. They were just horror movies, actors acting things out. But something was making noises in the house with you. You were sure of it. But you did like the idea of having a horror date night with your boyfriend.

“All right.” You sighed, conceding. “I’ll turn it off.” You felt around for where the remote disappeared to, pressing your hand between the couch cushions for it, brow creasing in frustration. “I swear, I’m going to super glue an AirTag to this damn remote.” You growled under your breath, turning towards the coffee table.

Your boyfriend chuckled in your ear. “That would make finding it easier.”

Pushing aside empty candy wrappers and empty wine coolers, you came up empty for the remote. “Where did I put this dam-” The TV flickered off, plunging the living room, and you, into darkness. “Jesus Christ!” You squeaked, frozen in place, eyes locked on the deactivated screen.

“Babe?”

“The tv turned off…on its own.” You told him, voice thick.

“Did you accidentally hit the remote?” He asked, his voice trying to guard his concern.

“Pretty sure I didn’t.”

“Go, look out the patio window, see if the neighborhood lost power or something.”

Nodding, you pulled yourself up onto your feet and crossed to the sliding glass window leading out to the backyard. Peeking out to the houses on either side of you, you could see lights on in their windows and back yards and a couple street lamps in the neighborhood over. A cold chill ran down your spine, everyone around you had power.

“Well?” Your boyfriend asked expectantly.

“They have power.” You whispered softly, slightly trembling.

“All right, love. Why don’t you go to my place?” He suggested, his voice calm.

“I think I like that idea.” You agreed, turning sharply on your heels and heading towards the door, forgetting everything else in the house, except your keys, which weren’t on the hanger by the door. “They’re not there.” You whimpered, every bit of resolve and bravery you had seeping out of your body.

“What’s not there?”

“My keys.” You answered, your voice high-pitched.

“Did you leave them in your purse?” He asked, hoping to instill some of his soothing tone into you.

You turned around and looked up the stairs, gulping thickly. “It’s very possible.”

“Okay, grab it.”

Easy for you to say!

“Yeah, grab it.” You echoed back, taking a deep breath and mounting the stairs. “I love you.”

“I love you too, sweetheart.” He answered, chuckling softly.

You teetered at the top of the stairs, glancing at the hallway bathroom and the guest room, then down the great length of the hallway to your master bedroom. It never seemed so far away since you lived there. Digging deep, you grasped the last bit of courage you found and hurried down the hall for it, diving inside and closing the door for extra measure.

“Give me a second, I need my flashlight.” You told him, too scared to turn the bedroom light on. You used your phone light to guide yourself around the room for your purse, finding it on a chair beside the closet. Your hands shook as you rummaged through your purse. “Come on, come on!” You hissed, bouncing on your toes, impatient.

I’ve gotta clean this thing out!

“Ah-ha!” You laughed, hand closing around your car’s fob, feeling a rush of victory go through you, only for loud steps to fill the hallway outside, like someone running towards the door. But they stopped short and you froze in place, waiting for the door to open and your tormentor to show themselves.

“Babe?” Your boyfriend called through the phone still clutched in your shaking hand, but you were too deer in the headlights to answer him calling your name.

Your door didn’t open, but one of the other doors upstairs slammed with such force the floor rattled. Whoever this was, was having a crack at your expense before they finally stopped tormenting you.

“Get out of the house!” Your boyfriend’s voice yelled through your paralyzed fog, having heard the door slam through your connection and activating your fight or flight mode.

“I’m going!” You snapped, rushing out the door and into the hall, knowing they were between you and the stairs, but you were ready to throw hands if you needed to, to get by. “Ha!” You giggled manically, making it to the stairs, feeling triumphant, until you reached the second step and felt an arm snake around your waist, picking you clear off your feet.

You let out a squealing scream, arms and legs flailing, a huge hand clamping over your mouth; cutting off any more screams or noises you could make to alert the neighbors or people coming up to the house for candy of your danger. You felt your intruder’s chest vibrate as they held you against their body, a laugh bubbling past their lips at your terror.

“You’re so easy to scare.” They teased into your ear.

Eyes flaring, your fright was replaced with shocked anger and you bit down on their palm, forcing them to let go with a surprised hiss. “HENRY!!” You yelled, turning around to shove your boyfriend in the chest and stomping your foot, outraged. “It’s been you all night!”

Henry grinned at you, apologetic mischief on his face. “Yeah.” He nodded, feeling bad about tormenting you the whole time.

“Work thing?”

“Mmm…” He shrugged, bashfully. “I fibbed. It was just an excuse for you to think I was gone and wasn’t probably in on pranking you.”

“Do you know how many heart attacks you gave me tonight!” You demanded, poking him in the chest. “You egged my front door!”

“Oh no, that egg wasn’t me.” He admitted, biting the corner of his lip. “That was Trevor, next door. I may have paid him a week ago to toss it tonight, at a specific time, to get things rolling.”

“I’m going to kill both of you.” You declared, nodding, then punched him in the chest again. “You’re such an ass!”

Henry laughed, folding you into his arms and kissing the top of your head. “I’m sorry, love.” He chuckled, swaying gently. “I couldn’t help it, just this once. It was so perfect, with you all alone and stuff. Or at least you thought you were.”

“How did you turn the tv off?” You asked, cocking your head back to look at him.

Henry pulled his phone out from his back pocket and showed you the remote control app he had for your smart tv. “I debated changing the channels on you and stuff, but I didn’t want to muck with you too much.”

“The noise in the dining room?”

“I dropped your leather bound copy of War and Peace, then returned it to the shelf, before going back upstairs.” He explained, with no small amount of pride.

“Footsteps?”

He laughed, cupping your face in his hands. “I was just going to sneak up on you, when you were looking for your keys. Which I moved from the hook by the door to your purse, while you were checking to see if the neighborhood lost power. But you closed the bedroom door, so I just ran up to the door and quietly went back to the half bath, where I’ve been hiding. Then you know what happened after that.”

“How did you even get into the house, while I wasn’t looking?”

“That was what the egg was for. While you were dealing with that, I slipped into the house through the slider, and just tip-toed around you.”

“That’s pretty impressive for a man your size.” You complimented him, impressed with how thought out Henry had made this. “I really hate you though. That was so mean, Hen.”

“I know, I’m sorry.” He chuckled, kissing you sweetly. “I’ll make up for it. How about some takeaway and Saw?”

“Takeaway, yes. But I think I’m done with all things horror and scary for now.” You informed him, pressing your forehead to his chest.

“Fair.” Henry smiled, kissing you once more.

Calmed down and torment over, the two of you went downstairs, ordering food and turning on a Rom-Com to finish the rest of your Halloween night, curled up together on the sofa; without another bump or thump in the night.

[mikimakiboo]

Time Travelers AU - Meat

Heeeeere we go again ( @ancha-aus come here friend )

Taking a break in posting art to post a fic lmao

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A new morning began, and Dust woke up with Killer's face right in front oh his, which resulted in the Roman getting punched in the nose as a reflex from Dust, who let out a higher pitched scream than he would have wanted to admit. Dust heard Killer yelp and bring his hands to his face, backing down.

- What the fuck are you doing in my room ?!

He yelled at the Roman whining on his floor, sitting up straight on his bed and pulling the covers to hide his body, which was more of a reflex than anything as he wasn't naked but in pajamas.

- Audivi te gementes... !

Killer tried to explain, but the door flung open before he could finish, and Cross entered, panicked, and, judging by his tilted helmet, woken up by Dust's scream.

- Avez-vos uns problesme ?!

Dust only recognized the word "problem".

- I've got a problem yeah, he's watching me sleep !

- Tu gementes !

Killer tried again, but Cross had already grabbed his arm to pull him out of the room despite Killer's attempt to resist.

Dust looked at them leave, letting go of his covers. What was Killer doing in his room ? What was he trying to say ? Dust doubted the Roman just came to watch him sleep, unless he was that creepy.

He sighed, getting up as he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep now, and put on his clothes before exiting his room. Killer was unhappily sitting by Cross's feet who was still holding his arm to prevent him from going anywhere.

- You can let him go, it's okay.

He sighed, gesturing at Killer. Cross looked at him for a moment before reluctantly letting go of his arm. Once freed Killer went straight to his corner, sitting down with his back turned, pouting. Dust would have to talk to him, but for now he had to open the bay window for Horror before he broke it by trying to open it himself, which reminded him that he had to go pick up the dictionary at the bookstore.

He let Horror in and let the window opened to bring some fresh air inside, he noticed that Nightmare was still asleep on the couch when he turned back around, he was laying on his stomach with his face burried in a pillow and one arm hanging from the couch. That couldn't be a comfortable position, how could he even breath like that ? ... Was he still breathing ? Dust stared at him for a few seconds before reaching out to press two fingers against his throat, he almost sighed in relief when he felt a pulse

- Opna.

Dust stood straight again when Horror talked from the kitchen.

- Huh ?

He really needed that dictionary.

- Opna.

Horror repeated, pointing at the fridge.

- You, uh.. want me to open the fridge ? You're hungry ?

Dust tried to guess, going to open the fridge to let Horror have a look inside. The Viking looked at the few items in the fridge, not touching anything, with a frown on his face. Was it not what he wanted ?

- You're not hung..

- Slátr.

He interrupted Dust. Cross looked at him.

- Slátr, er ?

He asked again, looking at Dust.

- I need my phone...

Dust finally answered, going in his room to grab his phone before coming back, turning the translator on for Horror to repeat once again what he said.

- Er slátr ?

"Where meat". He wanted to know where the meat was ? Dust didn't have meat, it was too expensive, he only bought some when it was on sale and he didn't find any last time he went shopping, so no, no meat. Dust shook his head, searching the word money at the same time.

- No slátr, no, uh.. penningr.. ?

His accent was awful. Horror frowned, but didn't answer, simply nodding and turning away from the fridge. Dust looked at him, thinking that he must have understood and closed the fridge door, going to the bathroom to wash himself rapidly. Horror wasn't inside anymore when he got out, but he didn't pay much attention to it, the bay window was opened after all, he was sureley in the garden.

Dust put on his shoes and went to the door, already on the Google Translate page to ask Cross to let him go out, but to his surprise it wasn't needed as Cross avoided his gaze and moved to the side to let him pass. Weird. Dust might need to adress that too when he came back.

The bookstore was a little farther than the grocery store, and Dust didn't want to waste time by waiting for the bus so decided to walk, not wanting to leave them all alone for too long without any distraction.

When Dust came back he saw Killer talking, or rather complaining, to Nightmare, who looked like he just woke up and really didn't want to have a conversation. He put the dictionary on the table before looking at these two, opening Google once again, feeling that he would need it. Killer stared at him, still very much unhappy judging by his frown, then he looked at Nightmare who sighed before speaking.

- Vous faisiez un cauchemar, il voulait s'assurer que le reste de votre nuit se passât bien.

Dust waited for the translation to appear, and, oh, he was having a nightmare and Killer wanted to make sure he slept well for the rest of the night, that was... actually quite thoughtful... he kinda felt bad about hitting him, kinda, because watching him sleep this close to his face was still a weird thing to do.

- Oh, uh.. thank you then.. ? Merci.. ?

- Gratis.

Nightmare simply said to Killer, who seemed to untense a little, but he still seemed to wait for more.

- And sorry for hitting you, I'm.. désolé, pour, uh.. frapper ?

He tried, but thankfully Nightmare understood.

- Ipse suus paenitet te malum facere.

Killer seemed satisfied, looking up to smile at Dust, before sitting next to Nightmare on the couch. Nightmare didn't look happy with that but decided against complaining, not wanting to argue right after waking up.

Dust grabbed the dictionary again, going to the garden to show it to Horror, only to not find Horror in the garden. Was he in the bathroom ? He went back inside, noting that Cross seemed more nervous than when he left earlier. Dust looked at him for a second, noticing the sweat drop and Cross's increasing nervousness the longer he stared at him.

- Cross where is Horror ?

Cross didn't answer, avoiding his gaze.

- Cross.

Just as Dust was about to ask again, the door opened, making both Cross and Dust flinch, and Horror entered, holding his axe with blood on the blade as well as on his hands and a few drops on his face, he had a carcass on his shoulder that he was holding in place with his free hand.

Dust froze. Horror was outside, and he came back with an unidentified corpse, in plain daylight. He came back with a corpse ! Where did he find that corpse !? Was the corpse alive when he found it !? Of course it was, there was blood on his axe ! Who did he kill ? Did he kill someone ?! Someone's pet ?! It seemed too big to be a pet. Was it a human !? Dust really hoped he didn't kill a human, even if he did dislike them pretty much. Was he racist ? There were nice humans, some of his colleagues were humans and they were nice... now wasn't the time to think about his moral code, Horror just came back with a corpse and-

- Slátr.

Meat. Yeah Dust could see it was meat. Wait, did Horror went to hunt for him because he told him he didn't have money for meat ? Well it was kind of him but he didn't have to, like, he really didn't have to.

Dust was speechless, what was he supposed to say ? What should one say when your roommate who came from another time period came back with a fresh corpse on his shoulder ? Google would probably tell him to call the cops, but Dust obviously wouldn't do that.

Horror frowned when Dust didn't talk, wasn't he happy ? He said he didn't have meat, so he went out and brought him some, didn't that please him ? Or was he just in shock ? Was it the first time he had meat in his life and that was why he didn't know what to say ? Well, in that case, he would need to cook it perfectly to make sure Dust's first time eating meat would be a great experience !

Horror pushed the door to close it, walking past Dust to go put his axe down against the wall, next to the couch on which Nightmare and Killer were sitting. Killer had a wide smile on his face, seeming very excited about the meat he just brought back, as for Nightmare... it was hard to say. He had glanced at the axe when Horror put it down, and was now staring at him, his gaze planted in his eyesockets, his hand was firmly gripped on his cape, his breathing louder, but appart from that he didn't seem scared, he seemed more... mesmerized ? It was strange, and Horror decided not to think about it for now, he had meat to cook.

And to cook meat, he needed a fire, which meant he had to go in the backyard and collect some branches and leaves, anything that could catch fire.

Dust quickly ran to the backyard once he came back to his senses, looking at the big piece of meat on the outside table and at Horror who was visibly preparing material to make a fire. He wanted to say something, ask him where the meat came from, but his stomach growled at that moment, making Horror look up at him. And he smiled. A knowing smile. He knew he couldn't afford meat, and he knew he was hungry, so he went out and brought back meat. Maybe Dust didn't really want to know where the meat came from.

- I'll go grab a lighter.

He finally said, going back inside to take one of his many lighters, he quite smoking because the cigarettes were too expensive, so now he just had an army of lighters all scattered in his appartment.

He just sat behind Horror while he cooked above the fire. As unseasoned as the meat was, it smelled delicious, so much that he could have cried if he wasn't holding it back, not wanting to worry the Viking.

They all ate outside, and a few tears did come out as Dust bit into the hot ribs. It was just so good, to finally have meat in his plate, fresh meat that wouldn't expire in two days because it was on sale.

That, and not eating alone, even if the group was weird, he felt good, sitting outside with them, the warmth of the fire behind him, listening to them trying to understand each other and laugh at the poor pronunciation of the others when they weren't doing better themselves...

Yeah, Dust felt good, for the first time in ages, he didn't feel so lonely anymore...

[dreamonseems]

hello, i want to request but i don't know if you write imagines where reader is pregnant or dad! erling. so please lmk🤍

Good Strong Viking Name

Erling Haaland X Female Reader

Summary: Reader and Erling have their first baby.

Ok, I love this. I love dad, Erling. I myself want to have like 6 kids, so I love family fics, so I had such a fun time writing this.

During the last trimester of her pregnancy, Y/N found herself eagerly awaiting the arrival of her little bundle of joy. She had reached a point where her body was thoroughly exhausted and constantly in pain, making every day a struggle. Her swollen feet and hands resembled balloons, causing her great discomfort.

To make matters worse, her once petite frame had expanded to a size that made her appear as if she were carrying twins - an idea that had been ruled out during her prenatal checkups.

Y/N couldn't help but wonder if the reason for her increased size was due to the baby's size, especially given that Erling, the father, was incredibly tall. Despite the discomfort and challenges she was facing, Y/N tried to stay positive and look forward to the day she would finally get to hold her little one in her arms.

Y/N was relishing in a relaxing bubble bath when she heard the front door open. She smiled to herself, knowing that her husband, Erling, had just arrived home from his training session. Suddenly, she saw him standing at the bathroom door, gazing at her in awe.

His eyes were filled with admiration for the little family they had created together, and he was brimming with excitement to meet their little one. Erling was proud of his beautiful wife for being so strong throughout the pregnancy, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to handle it if he was in her position.

When Y/N opened her eyes and saw Erling, she greeted him with a smile. "Hey, you're home," she said. Erling beamed in response, "I am. I just love watching you like this."

Y/N laughed and jokingly responded, "Let me give birth to this baby first before you put another one in me."

Erling approached the bathtub to help Y/N out, grabbing a towel to wrap around her.

"I definitely will put as many babies in you as you will let me. I want a whole football team," he teased, leaning down to give her a kiss.

He then lifted her up and walked them to their bedroom, where he gently laid her down on the bed and helped her dress.

After helping her dress up, "Can you go downstairs and grab my phone? It's in the kitchen," Y/N asked him.

"Of course, my love," Erling replied, eager to help.

As he made his way downstairs, Y/N felt something streaming down her legs. When she looked down, she noticed that her water had broken. Fear took over, and she began to panic, screaming for Erling to come quickly.

Erling raced up the stairs, his heart pounding with fear that something bad had happened. "My water broke," Y/N cried out, Erling himself started to panic, but he quickly stopped himself, knowing he needed to stay calm for both of them.

He quickly pulled out his phone, "I'll call the midwives."

"We are still a few weeks away from the due date," Y/N said, her voice shaking with fear.

Erling stopped and took her face in his hands, looking deep into her eyes. "Baby, calm down. Let's take a deep breath. I love you, and you're going to do great. You're strong, and you were born to do this. I'm here with you," he said, hoping to calm her down.

Y/N took a deep breath and felt her panic dissipate after hearing Erling's words. She knew that with his love and support, she could handle anything.

Y/N and Erling were excited and nervous for the home birth of their little one. They wanted to do things as naturally as possible and have all their loved ones there to support them in this vulnerable situation. They called their midwives and family members to join them in their living room, where the birthing pool was set up, and a safe and comfortable space was made for Y/N.

As Y/N's contractions became more intense and frequent, she got into the birthing pool and Erling held her close while the midwives encouraged her to push. She tried with all her might but exhaustion had taken over her, tears streaming down her face. "I can't do this," she cried out.

Erling held her tighter and kissed her forehead, "You can do this, my love. You're so close, just a few more pushes." His words gave her the strength to continue, and with a few more pushes, their baby was born. They heard the cries of their little one, and Y/N released the breath she had been holding. She had done it!

The midwife asked Erling if he wanted to cut the umbilical cord, and he eagerly did, tears streaming down his face as he held his son for the first time. They laid the baby on Y/N's chest, and the room erupted in cheers. "It's a boy! Congratulations!" exclaimed the midwives.

"He's so big, and he looks like you, Erling," Y/N said as she opened her eyes to look at their baby. Everyone in the room laughed, and Erling was overcome with emotion. This was undoubtedly the best day of his life.

One week after the birth of their son, Erling had a match for Manchester City, which they won. However, his mind was completely occupied with the thought of getting back home to his beloved wife, Y/N, and their adorable little bundle of joy.

After the game, he was interviewed by a reporter. The reporter asked him about the match, but before the interview was over, the reporter suddenly brought up the news of his son's birth.

Erling's face lit up with a smile, his heart overflowing with joy as he talked about Y/N and their newborn son. "Yes, she did an amazing job, and I'm so happy and excited to get back home to them," he said, his eyes shining with pride and love.

The reporter then asked the big question, "What did the great Erling Haaland name his son?"

Erling's smile grew even wider as he replied with enthusiasm, "Ragnar Alfie Haaland, a strong Viking name for our little warrior." The pride in his voice was unmistakable, and his eyes sparkled with love and admiration as he spoke of his son.

The reporter nodded, clearly impressed, and wrapped up the interview. Erling couldn't wait to get back home to Y/N and their little Ragnar, who he knew was already destined for greatness, just like his namesake.

[starrose17]

I'm deleting all my fics on AO3.

This is in protest of the new trend of zero interaction, zero reblogs and zero comments that content creators now have to put up with, fandom is now a depressing place and I'm sick and tired of giving everything and getting nothing.

Everyone keeps saying "Oh but you should write for yourself" well fine, I am, this is what fandom would be like if everyone only wrote for themselves and therefore don't need to share their work. Empty. Fandom is now empty.

I've been on tumblr for a very long time and still have people who followed me for past fandoms, so should you want to keep any of my fics please download them now.

I have already deleted the majority of my fics on there except the following 7 of my long fics, which I will list here. In 24 hours they will be deleted also, so please download them if you wish to keep them.

This is the end of my participation in fandom.

Title: Asunder

Fandom: Loki

Pairing: Mobius/Loki

Summary - The violent God and the gentle Man, two sides of Loki’s split personality that has him locked in a criminal mental institution. His doctor, Mobius, has him under his care, but there are things Loki doesn’t remember, about his crime, about his past…about who Mobius really is. All Loki knows is that he is afraid of what the God will do next, and that the easy smile of his doctor makes something stir warmly inside him.

Title: See You Tomorrow

Fandom: Vikings

Pairing: Athelnar

Summary: After suffering through a horrific tragedy, Athelstan has lost his faith. A difficult thing, when living in the village on the Holy Island of Lindisfarne. Refusing to talk to God, and knowing the locals are watching him, Athelstan tries to continue with his life as though he wasn't screaming inside. When a tourist named Ragnar Lothbrok visits the island, his wild and very forward personality gives Athelstan a jump start in actually living his life, not just being alive. Though Athelstan isn't entirely sure if it helps or not that Ragnar is trying to seduce him every two seconds. Hint: It does.

Title: Bad Reputation

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Real life pairing J2 Jensen/Jared

Summary: A-list Hollywood movie star, rich, charmingly charismatic, sweetheart of the industry, Vogue’s Sexiest Man Alive 2 years in a row, wanted by all producers and all gold diggers alike with his fans in the millions. So how had lowly car mechanic Jensen now got Jared’s phone number written on the back of his hand, his chevy impala in his garage, and a promise of dinner, Jensen didn’t the fuck know! Now there’s paparazzi at his door and Jared turning up in the middle of the night in tears, what has Jensen got himself involved in?

Title: Guardian of the Soulless

Fandom: The Witcher

Pairing: Geralt/Jaskier

Summary: Geralt has just left a relationship with Yennefer, the boss of a top London crime family. They leave on good terms, and he stays as a bodyguard for hire to be called upon when needed. He has every reason to believe his life will carry on as normal, but he barely gets two footsteps down the street before he finds a noisy angel amongst his monsters of the crime world. Jaskier has no idea what he's gotten himself involved with, and frankly he's more excited for it. Cue Jaskier finding a heart to call home, and Geralt realising love is what he'd always been missing.

Title: The The Stars

Fandom: Good Omens

Pairing: Crowley/Aziraphale

Summary: The happy ending Titanic!Au. Aziraphale is being forcibly sent to America to be forcibly married to Gabriel. Crowley is going to forcibly screw that up.

Title: L/S - I Will Stand Here With You

Fandom: Black Sails

Pairing: Flint/Silver

Summary - Silver's the irresistible hot singer for the new band L/S. Flint is a lonely man. Miranda is his fed up friend needing to get Flint back in the game. What she doesn't expect is what she'd planned as a one night stand between the two men to grow into something beautiful.

Title - We Met At The Park

Fandom: X-Men First Class

Pairing: Erik/Charles

Summary: Unable to sleep one night Erik takes a midnight walk in the local park. He finds himself being followed and propositioned by a rent boy named Charles, and begins to fall rather rapidly for his charms. Charles however has never known what love is, and doesn't recognise it even when it's staring at him in the face. As for Erik, he doesn't realise a creeping illness is slowly affecting Charles, and his dark past is something he couldn't have imagined.

[bteezxyewriter12]

War

Pairing- Jungkook x Named Reader

Word count- 14.2k

Includes- One of my favorite fics I've written, historical fiction, war, battles, violence, death, blood, injuries, sex, pool sex, wall sex, cock riding, multiple orgasms, fluff, side characters from TV show Vikings

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J POV

I am anxious while I get ready for battle. We landed on this island a few days ago. Ragnar went to speak to the King of this island, threatening war unless we are paid to leave

Same as always

I began to notice the more we travel east from Denmark the more well protected the kingdoms are. This kingdom is behind very high walls that surround it. Similar to the walls of Paris. We were not able to get into there either. Ragnar had to fake his death for us to get in and raid the city.

His special slave that he took from there told him about the island she was taken from. How far it was. How rich it was. How the king would never surrender to him

And naturally Ragnar wanted to raid it. Lagertha did not join Ragnar this time but his sons came along. Bjorn Ironside, Ubbe, Hvitserk, Sigurd snake in the eye and Ivar the boneless

Ivar is my husband. Ragnar married me to him because I am one of his war generals and Ivar is actually in love with me. And Ivar does not love anyone

I love him but I am not in love. He is not my soulmate and I am not his either. But we both married with the understanding that if we find our soulmates we would separate. Although I think it will be hard for him. He does not like to give up what is his. Or share

It is said that soulmates are incapable of physically harming each other. That sounds ridiculous

One of the maid doing my hair in braids pulls my hair hard and I yelp

"I am sorry", she says worryingly

"Is she hurting you?", Ivar asks, coming inside the tent

He is using the contraption he built so he can walk. The maid stiffens behind me and I know she is afraid. Ivar is known for being ruthless and anything or anyone who hurts me dies

"No", I answer

"Are you sure Joanne?"

"Yes Ivar, of course I'm sure", I assure him

The maid finish my hair and I get up to get dressed. I take off my dress and start pulling on my pants. When I turn around, Ivar is smirking at me

I raise my eyebrows, "Like what you see?"

"Always. It is too bad we have to go fight or I would have you right now"

"There is always tonight", I say

People always made fun of Ivar because he had one bad experience with Margrethe. And she told everyone. But I can tell anyone that Ivar has no problem getting stiff and having sex. He is really good at it. And he makes me scream all the time

"I do not want to wait that long", he complains

I shrug, "After battle then"

He nods. One of the maids helps me wrap my chest tightly with cloth, then helps with my shirt and leather armor.I put my daggers and axe on the belt Ivar made for me

I am good with throwing knives and he made me a belt that can hold ten at once. I take my sword and attach it to the belt as well. Checking to make sure I have an adequate amount of arrows, I sling the quiver over my back, then grab my bow and shield

"You are a fearsome shieldmaiden, love", Ivar says, looking at me

I smile at him, "So are you. Well fearsome warrior, not shieldmaiden"

He smiles too

"Ready?", I ask

He nods and I wait for him to put his braces on. He stands, kisses me and we walk outside

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Ragnar returns a few minutes later and tells us we are going into battle now. The seer calls the war generals to him, so I walk over along with Ivar. The seer sacrifices a goat and he dips his fingers in the blood, then runs his hand down the first war general's face. When he gets to me, I don't move back, letting him drag the blood down my face

The blood feels warm on my skin and the smell fills my nose. When I move my mouth I can taste the coppery taste of the blood since it was on my lips too. This is nothing new, this is done before every battle. When that's done, I walk back to Ivar who is in his horse and chariot now

"Come love, ride with me for now", he asks

I nod and climb in the chariot too. There is plenty of room. Ragnar gives the signal and we start marching towards the wall

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Jungkook POV

I cannot believe I have to fight today. Why would king Yoongi not just pay the heathens and spare our lives? And I have to fight. I am one of his war generals

I saw the king of the people who came here when he went to speak to king Yoongi. I was in the room with them. Northmen they are called. We know about them because of Namjoon, who acts as an interpreter. Once king Yoongi heard of these northmen raiding surrounding cities, he told Namjoon to learn all about them and learn their language. He was able to translate between the king whose name is Ragnar and king Yoongi.

They apparently cause massive destruction and are skilled in battle and war. They have successfully raided many cities and overthrew many kings around their country and beyond

Ragnar became king by killing the former king and taking his place

And they successfully raided the surrounding kingdoms near us. King Yoongi refused Ragnar's terms and after Ragnar left, king Yoongi called the army to gather and prepare to fight

I do not want to fight

We will have to fight outside the walls and that always makes me nervous. If we fall, then the northmen may be able to knock down the walls or find a way in. I will not let that happen

Standing outside the walls of my city, I hold my sword and shield waiting for the opposing army to come. I know King Yoongi is up on the wall looking down, watching

A few minutes later, I see people begin to appear. They look just like their king

Long hair, long beards, leather armor. And they are huge men. They could wipe out a few of our soldiers at a time. They stop a good distance away. Someone walks to the front of the faction that is in front of me. I do a double take. Is that...

A woman?

I look closer. It is. It is a woman. They let their women fight?

She looks like a warrior, with her shield and array of weapons. She is wearing the same leather armor as the men, her dark hair up, blood on her face

It is then that I look around the army and see other women standing among the men. This is insane. We are supposed to kill women?

Ragnar yells something to king Yoongi. I hear Namjoon yell something back in their language. Ragnar shrugs then says something to his army

A few men step forward. And the girl with the blood on her face does too. She hands her shield to the warrior next to her, taking an arrow and putting it in her bow. The men do the same. They will never reach us, they are too far away. The men shoot their arrows at us but they fall feet short of us

I watch the girl and she points her bow to our archers on the wall. There is no way she can make that hit. She lets the arrow loose and I watch it sail over us and hit one of our archers in the chest. He topples forward and falls off the wall

I stand there shocked and watch another arrow take another of our archers. I turn back to the girl. She is firing her arrows in rapid succession. And she is hitting her target every time. How is she this good with a bow? She is going to take out our archers on this side

"She is killing all our archers!", I hear one of the men say

"How is she able to make the shot?"

"She should not be able to. Maybe she's a witch"

"Why is she there in the first place? Women should not be fighting"

"Be quiet", I snap

They are not wrong with their questions but now is not the time to lose focus

"Focus on the army in front of you", I order

Their army is out of range for our archers although we try to fire at them. The girl walks along her army, firing arrows at the wall. I watch her as she moves and notice she is down to her last arrow. That quiver was full of arrows when she started. She killed that many people already and the battle hasn't even started yet. She walks back to the warrior holding her shield, takes it from him and pulls out her sword. Honestly she frightens me a bit

Ragnar gives a signal and she shouts, marching forward. The faction of the army behind her follows her. Is she...a war leader? A woman is a war leader? I see more men all along the army leading their faction towards us. Including Ragnar. Which is strange to me. A king who fights alongside their army? But I cannot keep my eyes off the woman, marching towards us

Quickly glancing at the wall behind me, I see that some archers survived her attack. We will be able to kill some of them now. Once her and her warriors reach the archer range, I wait to see them fall

But she shouts something and all the warriors run together building a wall out of their shields. And the arrows hit the shields instead of the warriors. My mouth drops. I have never seen anything like that in my life

We are all dead

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J POV

"Shieldwall", I shout and in a few seconds, shields surround me and my warriors

"Forward", I shout and we walk more towards the opposing army

I hear the arrows hitting the shields. I took out as many of their archers as I could. But I knew some were still there, hiding from me. I peer through a small hole in the shield to see. I do not look for too long. I do not want to get hit in the face if an arrow makes it through

When I look again, the other army is close and we are almost ready to break off. Just a few more steps. Finally we are close enough that the arrows stop to avoid hitting their army.

"Break!", I yell and all the shields move

We all run towards the army, swords swinging. I hold my shield up and swing my sword down into the man in front of me. It goes into his shoulder and I pull down with all my strength, cutting down to his chest. Blood sprays in my face, on my armor and shield. I pull up as the man falls, releasing my sword

I turn, swinging again and hitting another man in the back. I see a sword coming towards me and I raise my shield, the sword hitting the shield. The impact sends shockwaves down my arm but I do not drop my shield. I am used to this. I love this. I was born to fight.

I stab my sword towards the man and bury it in his stomach. Pulling out the sword, I continue to fight through the men coming at me. Using my shield I slam it into the man in front of me, knocking him down, while I stab my sword into another. I look up seeing a man further away from me, swinging his sword and killing my men easily. He blocks all hits with his shield and hits his mark every time with his sword

He's an excellent fighter. And he's beautiful. Too bad I need to take him out. But I have to kill everyone in front of me first

Raising my sword I swing it down but the man in front of me blocks my hit with his sword. I keep fighting with him, waiting for him to make a mistake. He raises his arm with the sword but forgets to hold up his shield, leaving him open. I thrust my sword through his chest as hard as I can and it goes right into him, coming out of his back

Fuck. I have to let go of my sword. I cannot pull it out now. He falls forward and I let go of the hilt moving away. It is fine, I have fought without swords before. A man comes running at me and I swing my shield, slamming it across his face. He goes down and I raise the shield, slamming it down on his neck, decapitating him

I lift up the shield and when I look up across the field, I see the man who fights well, staring at me with anger in his eyes

I just smirk at him

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Jungkook POV

I cannot believe I just watched this woman decapitate one of my men with her shield. And when she saw me, she smiled. Anger like I never felt rises in me. She needs to die. She is good at fighting and is a huge threat. She lost her sword so she should be easier to kill

But as I watch her kill every one who goes against her with her shield, I know she will not go down easily. I have never seen anyone fight with a shield like that. These northmen really are ruthless and mad

I bury my sword into the man in front of me and pull it out as he falls back. Turning, I seeing one of my men fighting with another woman. He looks like he is trying to back away and not fight her. That will not work with these women. They are more violent than the men

"Kill her!", I yell at him

He looks at me for a moment, then nods. I hear a sword coming towards me and I spin slamming my sword up, hitting the one coming down. The man swings his sword again and I block it again. I decide to take the cue from the girl and slam my shield into the man. It works and he stumbles, allowing me to stab him in the chest. When I pull my sword out, he falls and I look back at my warrior to see him bury the sword in the women he was fighting

I look around and find the girl again. Her shield is now broken and she has no weapon. She grabs a piece of the wood and attacks one of my men, running at him while he is swinging his sword at her. These people have no fear, I realize. She dodges the sword and slams the wood in his chest, killing him. I watch her take out an axe and go into the next man. I cannot believe it. She's fighting with a small axe and killing everyone she fights

One of her warriors comes running at me and I raise my arm with my shield just in time to block the hit. Pain radiates down my arm and my shield breaks in half. Fuck. I let go of the rest of it and use both hands to swing my sword, decapitating the man. Blood is all over me and I grimace. I do not enjoy killing people like these northmen seem to. I need to find the girl and kill her

Fighting and killing everyone who comes in my way, I search for her. I find her again, seeing her throw a knife and it landing in the forehead of one of our soldiers. She turns to one of my men coming at her too late and he stabs his sword in her shoulder, some of it coming out of the back

She does not scream and I watch in horror as she grabs the sword and pulls it out of her shoulder. My warrior stares at her in horror as well and she takes the chance to strike. She swings her arm, cutting his throat with her axe. And she keeps moving and fighting, like she did not just get a major wound. We are not going to win. These people are brutal. And it is like they do not feel pain

She throws her axe, burying it in one man then spins and throws a knife into another. I watch her run to another of my men, punching him right in the face. She lifts her leg and kicks him in the side, then smashes her foot in his kneecap. He goes down and she goes behind him, her hands on his neck. She pulls her hands in opposite directions snapping his neck

I cannot believe I just watched a woman do that. As he falls to the side, she jumps over him and grabs his sword, then turns to fight another. There is no more time to waste now and I start walking towards her

Cutting down anyone who gets in my way, I am solely focused on her. She is finally a few feet away from me, fighting against another of my men. She slams the sword in the side of his neck then pulls it out as he falls

"You!", I shout

She turns and looks at me. And even through all the blood on her, I realize she is absolutely beautiful. Large deep eyes, long hair in intricate braids, small nose. Then she smiles and I get so angry for thinking that when she is killing all my men. I start walking towards her when I see her throw a dagger at me

Shit

I have no shield and I wait for the pain. But as I watch the dagger comes closer it passes right through me. What? I glance behind me quickly to see the dagger landed in the dirt a few feet behind me. No blood on it. I look down at my shirt and there is no blood, no pain

Oh shit. I look back up at the girl covered in blood

She is my soulmate

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J POV

I stare in horror as the dagger I threw at the man I want so badly to kill, pass right through him

He is not...

He cannot be....

He is not my soulmate?

Surely I missed and confused what I saw

But...I never miss

Ever

No, it is not true

I growl and swing the sword, running at him, pain exploding in my shoulder but I ignore it. I will not let that slow me down. Lagertha taught me to fight through pain

As soon as I get close, he brings his sword up and stops mine. He maneuvers his sword trying to hit me with it but I block it with my sword. We keep fighting with both of us trying to get the upper hand and failing. I let out a frustrated scream, and swing the sword into his side

We both watch in horror as my sword passes right through his body. There is no blood, no wound, nothing. And he is not screaming. This is NOT happening. It is not

I hear footsteps and see one of the enemy warriors run at me.bMoving back from the other man, my soul...no he is not, I face off with the other fighter, still shaken by not being able to kill the other man. I fight the man in front of me but I move too slowly to block the sword and I feel pain burst in my side and along my stomach. I look down to see blood spilling from the slash wound he made with his sword. I am shocked he was able to do this and I watch him swing the sword again. I block it but not fast enough and it cuts into the side of my torso. I stifle a scream and punch the man in the face. Then I plunge the sword into his chest, burying it to the hilt. I let go of the sword and shove the body aside

Then I turn to the other man and run at him, ignoring the pain

He swings his sword but I duck and his momentum turns his body to the side. I kick at the sword making him let it go. I grab his shoulder and pull him back to face me. I punch him across the jaw but my hand passes through him

"What the fuck?", I yell

I do not see his hand come up as he tries to punch me in the face. I see his hand and I know it went into my face but I do not feel any pain

No

This is not real. I move back from him and try to kick him in the stomach. My leg passes into him but it is like he is a ghost. He makes no sound of pain and just looks up at me. He is real, I know he is real, I touched his shoulder

I grab his wrist, feeling him to make sure he is real. He grabs my other arm, feeling me as well. He says something but I do not understand his language. He looks at me then back down. He raises his hand to my side wound, looking back up at me. I raise my eyebrow but I do not stop him

He touches my wound and presses on it. But it does not hurt. I slap his hand away and I press on my wound. Pain slices through me and I yell bending over, squeezing his arm that my other hand is still on

I look up at him and he is looking at me in fear. He grabs my other arm and helps me right myself up. I move my hand gesturing him to press on the wound again. He hesitates but then he touches me and this time I watch. I feel his hand on the wound, on my skin. But as soon as he presses, his fingers pass through my translucent skin and there is not any pain

Holy shit, he is my soulmate

He pulls his hand away and starts yelling in his language

"Joanne!", I hear someone yell my name

I turn to see Ragnar staring at me

"Kill him!", he shouts

"I...I cannot!"

"What, why not? Snap his neck!"

"I cannot. He is...he is...", I stammer, looking at the man

"He is what?"

"He is my soulmate. I cannot hurt him. It does not work! He does not feel any pain when I try to hit him. My sword passes right through him"

"What the hell?"

I turn my head to Ragnar

"And I do not feel anything when he tries to hit me"

"Fine, I will kill him", Ragnar bellows, coming towards him

The man picks up his sword getting ready to fight. No, this man is no match for Ragnar. No one has ever gone against Ragnar and won. I watch Ragnar come closer and raise his sword. Without thinking, I pick up a sword from the ground. As soon as Ragnar is close enough he brings the sword down towards the man. I run and step in front of him, raising my sword and stopping Ragnar's sword with mine

"What are you doing?", Ragnar roars

"I.....you cannot kill him.", I answer, "He is my soulmate"

Ragnar looks at me in disbelief. What the hell am I doing? How can I be defending this man? This enemy? I should not be but he is my soulmate. I cannot let him die. And if I have to protect him from my side, my family, I will. And I cannot believe I am willing to do this for someone I do not know. Turn my back on everything I know. But I will

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Jungkook POV

I stare in shock as the girl runs in front of me and raises her sword against her king. To protect me. She blocks his sword and he starts yelling at her. She talks back to him and I hear the panic in her voice even though I don't know what she is saying. I realize the huge risk she is taking to protect me. She is turning her back on her king, her people, her country. And he could kill her for it

I watch them argue, him yelling at her, her speaking lowly and in fear. He then looks at her and asks her something. I hear her speak, her voice sad but firm. Ragnar lets out a yell, lowering his sword. She lowers hers too but then he punches her across the face, shouting something. She sways to the side and I do not know why but I pull her to me and hold my sword out towards him

"Do not touch her!", I yell

As much as I know I should let him kill her, I cannot watch her die. She is my soulmate. I cannot let her be killed, especially for protecting me. Ragnar looks at me in fury but I keep a tight grip on her and start walking backwards. She comes with me but I do not take my eyes off Ragnar. I call out for the rest of my men and they move in front of me as I pull the girl with me. The battle is dying down right now. I need to get her inside. She needs the medics to look at her

Ragnar gives me a nasty look, then calls something out. His men listen to him and they slowly back away. For now

"Open the gate! Now", I yell

I tell my men, "Stay out here until they all leave"

The gate opens and I go inside with the girl. Once inside she moves away from me and falls on the floor

"I need a medic!", I yell, "Get one now!"

"Jungkook"

Shit. I turn and see King Yoongi staring at me from up on the wall

"Do you want to tell me what the fuck you are doing?"

"Please your majesty, please let a medic help her and I will tell you anything you want"

I don't know why but I am terrified of her dying

He stares at me, "Fine. Bring her to the palace and have Hoseok and Seokjin take care of her. I will be there soon and you better have a good explanation for this"

I nod, "Thank you"

I kneel next to the girl and look at her. I know she will not understand me but I talk to her anyway

"Can you come with me? I am bringing you to get your wounds fixed"

She looks up at me and she is crying. I feel my heart hurt for her. She just left everything behind when she came in here. I do not know if she can walk so I gently put my arms around her. She doesn't push me off so I keep moving, picking her up as I stand. She lays her head on my shoulder and cries more. I hurry to the palace as fast as I can

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I watch as Hoseok sews the wound on her side and Seokjin works on her shoulder. She does not scream or make a sound as they work. Does it not hurt? Does she not feel pain?

No, she does, I saw when she pressed on her wound and the sound she made. Is she trained to not focus on the pain? The other warriors did not seem to feel pain either. Hoseok finishes then pulls a metal dagger from the fire. He lays it on her side to cauterize the wound. The girl grimaces and she starts breathing heavily. After, Hoseok gives it to Jin and starts cleaning her slash that is across her side to her stomach. Jin presses the dagger on her shoulder wound, then puts it back in the fire

"Jungkook", King Yoongi says as he enters the room

I stand up and bow to him. Hoseok and Seokjin do as well

"Get up all of you", he snaps, then turns to me, "You better start explaining why she is inside my kingdom and in my palace no less. And what you were doing with her on the battlefield"

"She is my soulmate"

"What?", Hoseok gasps, looking up at me

"Fix her wound!", I yell

He scowls but he turns back to her. Seokjin gently moves her shoulder and starts cleaning the wound on the back of her shoulder

"Start speaking", King Yoongi demands

I quickly explain what happened when she threw the dagger at me and when we fought. Then I tell him about what happened when she touched her wound and when I did

"I really cannot physically hurt her. It is just like the stories and texts say."

"Prove it", King Yoongi says

"Now?"

She is being tended to by the medics

"Yes now", he snaps walking towards her

"Move", he tells Seokjin

Seokjin stands aside and I move quickly to the girl's side. King Yoongi presses on the wound Seokjin is fixing. The one on the back of her shoulder. She yells in pain and glares at King Yoongi

"She feels pain. Now you touch her"

I'm not comfortable with this but I can disobey an order from my king

She looks pissed off, so I tell her, "It is alright"

She looks at me, then turns away. I put my hand on her arm. Then I press my fingers into her wound. Her skin goes translucent and my fingers pass through her. She does not move or make a sound

"Oh my god", Seokjin gasps

"The same thing happens when she tries to hurt me", I tell them

"Fine she is your soulmate. Why is she here?", King Yoongi demands

Was he not watching how Ragnar was going to kill her? How could he think I would let that happen?

"Because she tried to protect me. When Ragnar came to kill me she grabbed a sword, stepped in front of me and stopped Ragnar. They argued and I knew that he would kill her for what she did and probably what she was saying to him. When he punched her in the face, I could not let him hurt her. So I brought her with me", I explain

"Without asking me"

"I had to make a quick decision. I am sorry", I answer

"Why should I not kill her right now?", he asks menacingly

Because she would probably get up and kill him. I have seen her fight, close up, with the wounds she has still bleeding. He has not. She can kill everyone in this room in minutes. But I cannot say that

"Because she is my soulmate. Because by protecting me she turned her back on Ragnar and her country. She has no where to go.", I reason

"So I should just throw her out and let Ragnar kill her"

"If you do then I am going with her", I answer

I do not know when I decided this but once I said it I realize it is true. If he makes her leave, I am going with her

King Yoongi stares at me in shock

"You would leave here, you're home, your position in my army to follow her? A heathen Northman?"

I know he is going to get angry but now that I found her, I cannot let her go. I just cannot

"Yes"

King Yoongi turns from me and I know he is calming himself down

"Get Namjoon. She needs to start talking"

A guard in the room bows then leaves

I sit next to her while Hoseok and Seokjin still fix her remaining wounds. She does not look at me, just at the wall. I want to comfort her so I take her hand. And I am surprised but glad to feel her squeeze mine

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J POV

The two healers finish working on me . I do not move, I just lay down, holding my soulmate's hand. I do not know why I have not shoved his hand away but I do not want to. Holding his hand is making things a little bit better. I cannot believe I rose a sword against Ragnar. That is treason and betrayal. I know that I can never go back. Not after that. If I do they will kill me . And not quickly. I will be killed by the blood eagle. I rather kill myself

Why did I protect this man? Why? Ragnar retreated today but he will be back. And Ivar will come for me

I do not know if he would want me back or want to kill me. Either way Ragnar will never let me live. Whether it would be a public execution or a secret one, I am dead if I go back

A few minutes later another man comes inside the room. The king starts talking fast. I know he is angry I am here

I understand. I am the enemy. But the man, my soulmate, is fighting to keep me here. I do not understand him but I know that is what he is doing

The man who just came in talks to my soulmate. He nods then looks at me, saying something I do not understand softly. He has a nice voice. He makes a move to put his arms around me. I do not know why but I trust him. He helps me sit up, pain filling my body. The wounds hurt but I have been hurt worse before

He helps me stand and walks with me to another room. In this room there's a large table with an intricate chair. A throne. For the king

There are regular chairs around the table. The king sits down on the throne and motions for us to sit down. The man helps me get to a chair and helps me sit down. He sits next to me and then holds my hand. And I like it. What is wrong with me?

"I am Namjoon", the man from before says in my language

How the fuck does he know it?

"How do you know what I speak?", I ask

"I studied your language and culture when we found out your people were attacking kingdoms around ours"

So they knew we were coming

"What is your name?"

"Joanne. Joanne Lothbrok", I answer, "Who is your king?"

I do not know his name. It never mattered before, I never needed to know the name of the kings we raided

I did not care

"King Min, Yoongi"

"King Min?"

Stupid name

"No. Min is his last name. He is King Yoongi"

Alright, why did he not just fucking say that?

I look at my soulmate, "What is his name?"

"Jungkook", my soulmate answers, "Jeon, Jungkook"

Strange name

"Jungkook", I repeat

He nods, then points at me, "Joanne?"

I nod. He smiles and it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I cannot tear my eyes away

King Yoongi starts talking to Namjoon

"King Yoongi wants to know why you are fighting since you are a woman?"

I roll my eyes, turning to Namjoon. This is the same question every King has asked

"I am a shieldmaiden. In our kingdom the women fight as well as men. We are trained as well. Not all women are shieldmaidens but all women know how to use a sword. To protect the home when the men are raiding"

Namjoon turn to his king and speaks in their language. The king answers then Namjoon turns back to me

"How important are you in the army? You led a group of men to battle"

"I am a war general in Ragnar's army"

"How did you become a war general?", he asks

"Because I am good at fighting and killing. I am his best shieldmaiden, the best out of his warriors"

"How did you become the best?"

"Because I was trained by his first wife Lagertha"

I wait while he translates to King Yoongi

"Your name is not like theirs"

"No. I was taken by Lagertha when they raided Northumbria, when I was five. Before that, I was taken from my home in Rome when the king of Northumbria came on a pilgrimage to see the pope. I was sold by my parents to the king to become a maid when I was three"

"They raised you then? The northmen?"

"Yes"

"Are you Christan?"

"No. I adopted the northmen gods and goddess. I believe in them"

Again I wait for Namjoon to translate

I watch Jungkook's face as he listens to Namjoon. He looks surprised but at what I do not know

"Why should king Yoongi not return you to your people?"

I do not know. I cannot answer that. He should not keep me here. He should throw me back to them. It is what I would do. He does not seem to be like Ragnar who's interested in other cultures. Ragnar took Athelstan when he first raided Northumbria and they were close friends. I doubt King Yoongi would do that

"The only thing I can say is that they will kill me much more brutally than your king will."

"How?"

"By the blood eagle"

"What is that?"

I explain to him how the blood eagle works. The cutting of the back of the skin, the breaking of the ribs with an axe, then pulling out the lungs and placing them on the back. His face pales as I go on

"And if I want to be welcomed in Valhalla, I cannot make a sound while it is happening"

"Valhalla?"

I nod, "Where all warriors and shieldmaidens go after death to await Ragnarok"

He looks at me confused and I sigh explaining, "The end of our world"

"Has this, blood eagle been done before?", he chokes out

I nod

"Yes to a jarl who betrayed Ragnar. I witnessed it. And what I did was betrayal and treason just like the jarl"

I watch Namjoon turn to King Yoongi and start explaining what I told him. King Yoongi's eyebrow raises as he listens. But Jungkook starts yelling something and I can tell he is upset by his tone. King Yoongi barks at him but he keeps arguing. King Yoongi slams his fist on the table and Jungkook stops talking. Silence fills the room before I start talking

"What did Jungkook say?"

"He was expressing that King Yoongi could not let you go back and be killed that way. That there was no way that he would let you go back to that"

I look back at Jungkook and he shakes his head, talking to me

"It is ok", I tell him

He shakes his head again

"Joanne, is Ragnar going to leave? He retreated today"

I take a breath. These people have no idea how ruthless he is

"No. He will not leave until you give him what he asks for or until he breaks in and raids the kingdom. And he may demand me"

"You?"

"Yes. My husband will demand to have me returned as well. For execution or to stay with him I do not know"

"You are married?"

I nod, "I am married to Ragnar's son, Ivar the boneless"

"Why is he called boneless?"

I explain to him Ivar's condition. Then his personality

"When he wants something, he will stop at nothing to get it. And he will want me back. He is worse than Ragnar in that regard"

Namjoon sighs, then turns to tell King Yoongi what I said. I guess he gets to the part with Ivar, because Jungkook turns to me and asks me a question, surprised

Namjoon finishes translating then says, "Jungkook wants to know if you love Ivar"

I talk to Namjoon but I look at Jungkook, "No. I care about him but I do not love him. I was never in love with him or anyone else before"

He tells Jungkook what I said and Jungkook talks again

"He is asking why you married him"

I sigh, "You do not know Ivar. When he wants something he gets it. No matter the cost or what he has to do. He is ruthless. He has never been violent to me but I have seen him be to others. And he had never loved anything or anyone before. And he fell in love with me. There is no way he will let me go. And I never thought I would find my soulmate, so I married him"

Namjoon speaks to Jungkook but he just looks at me, in my eyes. Jungkook speaks to me as he looks at me

"He is asking if you will stay with him. He promises to protect you and keep you safe. But only if you want that"

I don't hesitate

I nod, "Yes"

I do not know why but I do not want to leave him. And I will not, if I can help it

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Jungkook POV

She nods when I ask her to stay with me. I will protect her and keep her safe for as long as I live

She talks to me and Namjoon translates what she is saying, "I will stay with you and protect you as well."

I smile because I know she can. I saw her fight

"Excuse me. Are you not forgetting that she needs my permission to stay?", King Yoongi hisses

I look over to him, "I am sorry your majesty but where she is, I will be. So either she stays here with me or I go with her"

King Yoongi narrows his eyes, "Fine. But if she stays she fights against her people."

I am shocked

"You cannot ask her to do that!"

"I can if she wants to stay", King Yoongi snarls, "Namjoon translate now"

Namjoon tells her about fighting against Ragnar. Her eyes widen and she starts speaking rapidly. I wish I could speak her language

"She says she cannot do that. She could never kill the people she grew up with, who took her in and loved her"

"Then she leaves", King Yoongi answers

"And I will too", I growl

"You will not. You are a war general in my army. You will not follow her", he orders

That's an order I cannot follow. She defied her king for me. Now I am going to do the same

"I am sorry majesty but I am going with her. You cannot stop me"

King Yoongi raises his eyebrows

"Guards, take the prisoner"

My heart fills with dread. Guards come and grab her by both arms. She struggles against them but they get her hands behind her and shackle them. She starts yelling in her language

"What is she saying?", King Yoongi demands

Namjoon is looking at her as he speaks, "She is saying she is going to kill us all. That none of us will survive"

At that moment, she slams her head back into the chin of the guard behind her. The guard stumbles back and she lifts her arms, contorting her body like. I have never seen before until she gets her arms back in front of her. I have never seen anything like that. It is like she does not have bones. The other guard comes at her but she side steps him, kicking him in his side. As he doubles over, she grabs his head and slams his head into her knee

She is absolutely amazing

He groans falling to his knees. She goes behind him and snaps his neck easily. King Yoongi is standing there unamused and Namjoon is in pure shock. The other guard gets up and runs to her. She throws a punch, her fist slamming his face, blood bursting from his nose

"Oh my god", Namjoon whispers, terrified as he watches her

She goes behind the guard and throws the chain that is attached to her shackles over his head. She pulls back the chain against his throat, crossing the chains and choking him

"Stop", King Yoongi yells

She shouts at him as the guard desperately tries to get the chain off. He leans forward but she presses her knee against his back and keeps pulling the chain

"What is she saying?", King Yoongi yells

"That she is coming for you next", Namjoon whispers

"Guard. Go to Jungkook and hold him there", King Yoongi orders

What?

Suddenly there is a guard behind me and a sword against my neck

"Joanne!", King Yoongi shouts

She lifts her head up and sees me, yelling

"She says stop, do not hurt Jungkook", Namjoon yells

"Then tell her to let the guard go and stop fighting!"

Namjoon translates and she answers

"She wants to know if you will leave Jungkook alone and alive if she stops fighting"

"Yes"

Namjoon translates. She lets go of the guard, who gasps for breath and steps away

"Take her to the prison", King Yoongi orders

"No!", I yell

"Stay there. Do not move", King Yoongi growls

The guard gets up from the floor and turns to her. He punches her across the face, her head snapping to the side

"Stop!", I cry, horrified

She slowly turns to the guard, fire in her eyes. She spits blood from her mouth in his face. He yells and hits her again

"Stop! Stop him! Please", I shout

"Enough. Take her. Now", King Yoongi demands

I watch as the guard grabs the chains and pulls, making her follow him. And I cannot do anything. He is going to hurt her because of me. She will not fight back to keep me alive. King Yoongi makes a gesture and the sword is removed from my neck

"Give her back to me", I shout

He raises an eyebrow, "No. You know my demand for her to stay"

"That is not fair to ask of her. I would never fight against you or any of my men if they had taken me! Why would you expect her too?"

"Because she wants to stay with you. Let me make this clear, I have no use for her. Whether she lives or dies is not my concern. She came here with her fucking army. She slaughtered more than half of your faction. She killed one guard so easily and almost killed another. She threatened to kill me. And you want me to let her run around free? No, that will not happen"

I understand where he is coming from. He is the king, he needs to protect himself and his kingdom. But I do not care about that, I care about her

"She will not be running free. She will be with me. In my home. Away from you"

"And you will be there with her, will you not?"

I nod. I will be

"That does not work for me. I need you here, leading your part of the army. You need to stay here"

"So you are leaving her in a cell?", I cry

"For now. I have not decided if I am giving her back to Ragnar or not. Or if I am going to keep her alive."

I am so scared he is going to have her killed and I will not be there to protect her. And he cannot give her back to Ragnar. I cannot let her die by the way they will kill her. The blood eagle. I was horrified hearing about how it is done. That she cannot make a sound or she will not enter Valhalla upon death. Or that she actually witnessed that being done to someone. I cannot imagine watching that

"If I stay, then keep her alive. Please"

"You are staying regardless of what I do with her."

"Please your majesty. Please do not kill her", I beg

He stares at me for some time, then says, "I will not kill her for now"

"Thank you"

I am not stupid, I know he can go back on his word whenever he feels like it

"May I see her?", I ask

"Not now. Tomorrow."

I just nod. I know if I ask for anything else, he will just get angry. And he does things without thinking when he is angry

"Go check on your men and see whose still alive"

Then he turns away from me and walks out of the room. Namjoon is about to leave when I stop him

"Yes?", he asks

"Teach me her language", I say

He nods

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The Next Day

Jungkook POV

I am impatiently pacing in the meeting room we were all in yesterday. Namjoon is here and I am waiting for King Yoongi and Joanne. I was summoned here today to talk with her again

Yesterday after she was taken from me, I had Namjoon teach me some phrases and words in her language along with some answers she might give. It is not much but at least I can ask her if she is alright and know what she is saying. He has agreed to teach me some of her language everyday. King Yoongi walks in and we all bow

"Sit", he commands

Namjoon and I sit in the same seats as we did yesterday

King Yoongi sits and speaks to me, "I want you to talk to her. I decided she does not have to fight against her people in battle. But she must tell us a way to make them go away or defeat them. And she seems the most receptive to you"

I nod. I can do that. She is still betraying her people but she will not be doing it in physical combat. Although I already know she is going to refuse. I would

"Where is she?", I ask

"She is being brought to us"

We wait a few minutes and the wait is killing me. I hear chain noises and I look up to the doorway. A guard comes in first, then her. And I gasp when I see her. She looks so much worse than yesterday. Her face is bruised all over, her lip is split and she has a bloody bandage wrapped around her upper arm. She has dirt all over her skin and her hair is unbraided and a little messy. She is dragged to the chair next to me and forced roughly into the chair

"Joanne", I whisper

She turns to me

When she sees me she smiles, "Jungkook"

I feel so much happiness when she says my name

"What happened?", I ask in her language

She raises an eyebrow and asks something. Namjoon answers and her smile widens. She talks to me but I only pick up a few words- me, he, hurt

"She says she was hit over and over by the guard she tried to kill. He cut her arm and threw her in a cell. Her body hurts but she's alive"

"I am sorry", I whisper in her language

She shakes her head, talking while Namjoon translates, "No Jungkook, it is not your fault. I said I would protect you and I will keep my promise"

She should not have to protect me. I should be protecting her. She was hurt and I was not there. Again. I look down and she takes my hands, holding on tightly, speaking

"She says do not blame yourself. She does not blame you"

I look back up at her and gently touch the side of her face, nodding. I still blame myself but I will not show it to her

"Jungkook, talk to her about what I told you too", King Yoongi demands impatiently

I sigh but I speak with Namjoon translating

"My king says you do not have to fight against your people"

She nods

"But he wants you to tell us a way to make them go away or how to defeat them"

Sadness enters her face as she speaks

"The only way to make them go away is to give them what they want. And I will not tell you how to defeat them. I will not be responsible for their deaths"

Glancing at King Yoongi, I can see the anger fill his face

"Take her back", he snarls

The guard grabs her by her arms and rips her away from me, hauling her out of the chair

"No. Joanne!", I yell, "Stop, please stop"

She struggles against the guard, yelling too

"Jungkook! Jungkook!"

"Take her!", King Yoongi yells

Another guard comes to help, each one taking one of her arms and dragging her back. I cannot help it, tears start falling as I watch her being torn away from me. I start moving towards her to get her from them

"Guards, hold him!", king Yoongi shouts

Two more guards move forward blocking my way and holding my arms

"Stay here Jungkook", king Yoongi barks, looking at me with barely controlled rage

But I am just as angry. The guards get her out of the room but I can still hear her screaming my name

"Jungkook!"

She is calling for me and I cannot do anything. Again

"Are you weeping?", King Yoongi asks incredulously

I don't answer and wipe my eyes

"Do you love her?", he questions

"Yes", I answer with no hesitation

I do. I do not know how I fell in love so fast. But I did the second I found out she is my soulmate. I feel complete now that I found her. I cannot explain the feeling. I just know I belong with her

"That is too bad", he sneers

"Www...why?"

Why? What is he going to do?

"Because I am giving her back to Ragnar"

"No. You cannot. You cannot", I cry, hysterically

"I can and I am"

"No. Please no. I...I cannot be without her!"

"You will have to be"

Then he stands and leaves the room

And I fall apart

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A Day Later

J POV

I open my eyes as my cell opens. The guard grumbles something at me, waving his hand up. I sit up, peering at the guard. He starts yelling but I have no idea what he is saying. All I know is the king is keeping me apart from Jungkook

I feel like I am dying inside. I want to stay with him. I love him. It happened so fast but I love him. And being away from him is killing me

The guard grabs the chains and yanks me up. I stumble to my feet and follow him. He walks fast pulling me behind him. I am trying to keep up with him but I am so tired. I am led outside, closing my eyes against the bright sun. I have not been outside in two days. I guess I am going back to Ragnar

People look at me as I follow the guard, whispering. I do not know what they are saying and I do not care either. The closer to the wall I get the more I hear. And what I hear sends chills down my spine

"I demand my wife back!"

It is Ivar. He came for me

"I will slaughter all of you if you do not give her back"

He will. He absolutely will. I am led up the stairs to the top of the wall, to King Yoongi. He glares at me, takes my chain from the guard and leads me to the edge. I can see everything from up here. And I see Ragnar's entire army with him and his sons at the front. Ivar is screaming for me, in his chariot

King Yoongi motions for Namjoon, who yells out, "She is right here"

I know Ivar sees me because he yells, "Joanne, I have come for you"

I have nothing to say. There is nothing to say

Then Ragnar yells, "You must give her back so she can answer for her crimes"

I knew it. They are going to kill me. I look down at King Yoongi's men and my heart stops. Jungkook is there, right in the front, just like he was the first time. Looking up at me. King Yoongi is making him fight. My heart breaks. Ragnar will aim for him. Kill him to spite me and then execute me

Namjoon yells, "If you get her back will you leave?"

Ragnar answers by yelling and charging with his army. I watch in horror as Jungkook gets ready for the first wave of my warriors as they crash into king Yoongi's men. Jungkook kills every man who comes in his way. He fights gracefully and efficiently, stabbing and cutting off heads

But I watch Ivar and Ragnar as well. Ivar is cutting through king Yoongi's army with his chariot and Ragnar is killing his way to Jungkook

"He is going to kill him", I whisper

"What?", Namjoon asks

"Ragnar, he is going to kill Jungkook. He is going straight to him", I answer pointing to Ragnar

Namjoon translates to King Yoongi, then speaks to me, "The king says that Jungkook will win. He is the best fighter"

I shake my head, "He will not. Ragnar has never lost. He has killed everyone he went up against. Jungkook will die"

Namjoon speaks to king Yoongi but the king does not say a word

I watch Ragnar get to Jungkook

"No", I shout

Jungkook turns to Ragnar and blocks Ragnar's sword

"Let me go!", I yell

Namjoon looks at me

"Tell him", I yell

He speaks to king Yoongi but the king shakes his head. I watch as Jungkook barely has time to duck under Ragnar's swing

"Let me go! If you do not he will die!"

Namjoon speaks and still King Yoongi shakes his head. Ragnar lunches at Jungkook in his face and he stumbles

I cannot watch this. I turn to the guard next to me. Grabbing his should I spin him to me, slam my fist in his face and grab his sword

"Undo the shackles now!", I scream, holding the sword at King Yoongi

He raises his eyebrows but nods. He does not need to understand me to know what I want. The guard who brought me, quickly steps to me and unlocks the shackles

I look at Namjoon, "Tell them to open the gate. Now"

He nods and yells in his language as I turn and run down the stairs. The gate opens just a little but it is enough for me to slip by. Ragnar lunches at Jungkook again and this time Jungkook falls back, slipping

No

Ragnar raises his sword and I run faster. Ragnar brings his sword down and I slide to them just in time to catch Ragnar's sword with mine. I use all my strength to push his sword away and punch him across the face

"Do not touch him!", I scream

He turns his head back to me, fury in his gaze

"You are protecting him! Against us who raised you!", he yells

He is trying to use that against me but I will not let him. I am not part of them

I was used by him. By Aslaug. By his sons. As a weapon

"You did not raise me. Lagertha did!"

"And you would betray her like this?"

I shake my head, "She taught me to follow my heart no matter what. And my heart belongs to him"

"You are not one of them!", Ragnar rages, "You are one of us"

"Not anymore"

I swing my sword at my once king. He is wrong. I belong to no one. I was sold by my parents. Then taken by them. I have always been alone, always an outsider. But now I have Jungkook and I am not leaving him. Lagertha taught me to not blindly follow anyone, to think for myself . And I am. And I will do anything to protect Jungkook

Ragnar stops my sword with his but I move aside bringing it up again. He barely has time to block it and he does but not before I slice his arm open. He looks down at his arm and roars in my face. He does not scare me. I punch him in the face, his eyes watering, then kick his side. He backhands me across the face and I stumble, landing on one knee. I hear the sound of a sword swinging and I bring up my arm, the clanging of my sword stopping his. I look up at Ragnar and growl

Pushing off my foot, I stand up quickly, shoving him back. Swinging my sword I slash at him but he blocks it again. We keep fighting, swords swinging but neither of us get the upper hand

"Joanne", I hear Jungkook yell

I do not turn around but I yell, "Keep fighting"

Hopefully he can get the meaning of my words. Ragnar pushes my sword off his and punches me in the stomach. I drop to my knees on the ground, sword at my side as I gasp for air

"I wish you would not make me do this", Ragnar says

I look up at him and watch him raise his sword above his head

"Joanne!", I hear Jungkook scream

"You will not", I tell Ragnar, then grab my sword and plunge it into his stomach

It is like the entire battle stops. His sword drops but I dodge it easily. I stand up holding on to the sword, with Ragnar looking at me surprised. I push the sword in more, burying it to the hilt. Ragnar nods at me. I see the life leave his eyes as he falls to the side

No one is moving. I turn my head to the wall, glaring at King Yoongi, who has surprise all over his face. Now he knows. I killed one king, I can kill another

"Joanne! What did you do?", I hear Bjorn yell, his eyes wide in shock

I meet his eyes and I see the rage in his face

"Attack!", he yells

I turn, running back to the wall, screaming at Namjoon

"Bow and arrows now!"

He grabs a quiver and bow from an archer and drops it down the wall. I run grabbing the bow and an arrow, then turn and train it on Bjorn, whose running at me. Aiming, I let the arrow loose and it buries right in his eye. He screams and goes down. I turn and stuff the arrows that fell out of the quiver back in quickly. Putting it over my back, I grab the bow

I need to kill the rest of Ragnar's sons. So there are none to avenge him

Quickly I look for Jungkook and he is fighting more of my former people. Then I run to Bjorn to make sure he is dead. When I get to him, I see the arrow went through the back of his head and he is gone. I grab his sword and put it in my belt to use later

Then I look for one of the sons. The first one I see is Ivar. I do not want to kill him. But I have to. He is the most ruthless of them all and he will want to avenge his father. I take aim and shoot at his horse. My arrow hits its flank and it falls. Ivar's head turns to me, fury on his face

"Joanne"

"Ivar"

"You killed my father and my brother. For one of them?", he screams

"Not just one of them Ivar. He is my soulmate. I am sorry but I have to"

Ivar's eyebrows shoot up, "Your soulmate. Him? You choose him over us?"

"Everytime"

I quickly notch an arrow, aim and let go. As I see the arrow hit through Ivar's neck, I feel excruciating pain in my hip, taking me down

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Jungkook POV

As I fight I watch her. I cannot believe she killed Ragnar. She actually killed him. Then looked at king Yoongi as if warning him. I have never seen him so shocked

Then I saw her kill another man with an arrow. I dodge a sword thrust and cut the head off the warrior. Looking for her, I find her yelling at a man in a chariot. Her husband. Is she....going to kill him?. I watch her shoot the arrow, it going through his neck

Then I see her go down

"No Joanne!", I scream, my heart stopping

She is not dead. She cannot be. I just found her, I cannot lose her so soon. I start running to her. My heart starts beating again when I see her slowly get up. She is alive. But what happened? She is hunched over and it looks like she may be pulling at something

"Joanne", I yell, getting to her

I look down and see her holding a bloody knife. He threw a knife at her. The wound is in her hip and she is bleeding. A lot

I grab her, moving her behind the chariot for a few seconds Grabbing the end of my shirt, I rip the bottom off in two long strips. I fold one quickly and press it to her wound

She winces and I say in her language, "I am sorry"

Taking her hand, I press it against the cloth so she can hold it. Then I take the other strip and tie it around her, securing the folded cloth in place. It is the best I can do for now. I look up at her and she is looking intently at me

Suddenly she pulls me to her, her lips on mine in a kiss

Stars explode in my vision and heat fills my body from her kiss. I put my arms around her, holding her close and kissing her back. I am aware there is a war going on around us but I want to kiss her at least once in case we do not make it

When it is over, she pulls away and looks in my eyes

"Ek elska þik*", she says

My heart bursts in pure joy. I understand what she said because that is one of the first things I had Namjoon teach me

She told me she loves me

"Ek elska þik", I tell her in her language

She smiles at me

"Joanne!", I hear a voice yell, then more words

She looks at me, takes my hand, then stands and starts running towards the wall. She is screaming something and I hear Namjoon yelling back at me

"There is three more sons you have to kill. She already killed two"

We get to the wall and she turns around. I turn too and she points to a group of three men walking towards us

"Sons?", I yell to Namjoon who speaks to her

She nods, moving her fingers as she talks, "Sigurd, Hvitserk, Ubbe"

"Ok", I nod, taking out my sword

I watch her throw down the bow. She takes a few arrows out of her quiver and breaks them, keeping the arrow still attached to some wood. She puts them in her belt in the back then draws the sword. She nods at me, then leans closer, kissing me again

We will survive. I will make sure of it

She moves away and takes my hand. Then she starts running to them and I follow. As we get closer, she squeezes my hand. We are almost upon them and we let go of our hands, both of us swinging our swords

Metal clangs as my sword hits one of the son's, I think it's Ubbe. He yells something at Joanne and she answers. The one I am fighting slashes at me and makes a cut across my chest. It stings and blood seeps on my shirt. It is not fatal but it needs sewing

I growl at him and thrust my sword, burying it in his shoulder. I pull it out quickly and stab him in the side. He yells, blocking my sword swing and punches me in the eye. My vision goes black for a second as pain explodes in my head . My vision comes back and I move out of the way of his swing. I glance at her to see her fighting the two other brothers. If she were anyone else I'd be worried but she is holding her own well. Pain hits my thigh and I see the son pull his sword back

He stabbed me. I feel my muscles spasm but I force myself to stay up. I scream and duck the swing then I punch the man in the face as hard as I can, putting all my strength behind it. He flies backward, landing on his back. I run to him and slam my sword down right into his chest where his heart is. He groans, dying in seconds

I turn to her and see her decapitate the son she is fighting. But.....where is the other one? I feel arms grab me from behind and a knife at my neck

"Joanne!", he yells

She turns and her face turns white. She begins shouting in her language. He yells back, digging the knife into my skin more. I feel the knife cut me a little and I know I am bleeding. She throws down her sword but I see her reach behind her

She yells, "Hvitserk!" and gestures at him to let me go

He says something and she shakes her head. She looks right at me and I understand what she is trying to say. I trust her. Completely. I nod

She starts yelling to distract him and then throws one of the arrows. I duck, hear the man scream and he lets me go. She runs at him, tackling him. I turn just in time to see her take the dagger from him and stab him in the chest twice then cut his throat. I do have to admit, she is vicious

She stands up slowly, blood all over her. She looks terrifying. And she is mine

My eyes are on her when I hear, "Hail Queen Joanne!"

"Hail! Hail!", voices yell

I look around to see the battle had stopped. The northmen are raising their swords up and the ones closest to her, kneel down to her. I realize that she killed all the heirs of Ragnar

And that makes her queen with no one to oppose her

My mouth drops open. Does this mean she has to go back now?

She turns to look at King Yoongi and I follow her gaze. King Yoongi is looking at her in horror. She is queen. She has the power to order her men to attack or retreat. And King Yoongi treated her horribly

I have no idea what she is going to do

J POV

"Hail Queen Joanne!"

"Hail! Hail!"

I look around the battlefield and see all of Ragnar's army looking to me and hailing me as queen

I am queen

I killed Ragnar and his heirs. It automatically makes me queen. They still consider me part of them

I don't want to be queen. Aslaug is queen and Lagertha wants to be queen. I do not care about killing Aslaug. I hate her. But I cannot kill Lagertha. She raised me, she is like my mother. And obviously these men do not consider either one of those women queen. They did not kill any heirs

I do not know what to do but right now as queen, I can scare king Yoongi. I turn to look at him

And he looks terrified. I smile at him and he flinches

"My queen. What do you want us to do?", a warrior asks me

I make a decision

"Retreat to the boats for now. I will speak with King Yoongi.", I yell

"Hail!", they all yell

I watch as my army retreats. I stay until the last warrior leaves. Then I turn to King Yoongi

"Open the gate!"

I see Namjoon speak to him and he nods. I reach my hand out and feel Jungkook take it

Walking together we make our way towards the opening gate

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Hoseok just finished cleaning and sewing my wounds. I sit, waiting for Seokjin to finish working on Jungkook. Using a cloth and water, I wipe away some of the blood on me. When Seokjin is finished, Jungkook stands up and takes my hand. He says something to Hoseok and he nods, disappearing

I look up at Jungkook and tell him in his language, "Saranghae Jungkook"

His eyes widen and he looks so handsome. When we returned inside the kingdom, I spoke to Namjoon, telling him we need the healers. Jungkook was speaking to king Yoongi when I asked Namjoon to tell me how to say "I love you" in his language. It's the only thing I can say in his language but it is everything I need right now

"Ek elska þik", he tells me in my language

Then he comes closer and his lips touch mine in a kiss. Fire bursts in my body from his kiss. I felt this the first time I kissed him. Then the second time. And now

I never felt like this kissing Ivar. I hope this feeling never goes away

Hoseok comes back, speaking and Jungkook pulls away. He turns, gently leading me somewhere. I trust him unconditionally

We get to a room where there is a big pool of water. He points to the water and moves his hands around his body, telling me to take a bath. I nod. He kisses my cheeks then moves to leave. I grab his hand

When he turns back to me, I shake my head, "Stay with me"

He doesn't understand my words but I know he understands my meaning. He nods. I do not know how things are done here or how they feel about nakedness but being naked in front of your husband or lover is not something to be shy about

And I am not

I start undressing, dropping my clothes to the side. When I take all my clothes off, I turn around to see Jungkook staring at me. His eyes are wide and his mouth slightly open. I smirk at him, walking to the pool, going down the stairs and getting in it

He hurriedly gets undressed. When he pulls his shirt off I almost choke on air. His body is incredible. I guess it should be since he is a war general. His entire chest and stomach is muscular as well as his arms. He has some scars on his body but that is to be expected

When he pulls his pants down, my eyes are glued to his cock. He is already so stiff and he is huge. Much bigger than Ivar. If I was not in water, I know I would be very wet

When he is finished undressing he gets in the pool and comes straight to me. His lips are on mine in a second and I throw my arms around his neck, holding him tightly against me. His tongue slips in my mouth and I moan from the feeling. He picks me up and I wrap my legs around him. Pushing me against one of the walls, he looks at me

I know what he wants. It is exactly what I want. I nod and a smile bursts on his face

He kisses me passionately as he slides inside me, stretching my pussy wide around him. I moan loudly as he gets all in. Fuck, he feels so good and he did not even move at all yet. He breathes heavily, then starts moving, thrusting in and out

"Oh fuck", I moan, absolute pleasure filling my body

He fits so perfectly and I can feel everything he does, every inch of his cock, his head hitting my spot deep inside me

He murmurs something in his language, then starts kissing my neck. His hands grip my hips hard, as he moves harder. I have never felt like this during sex before. I have never been in this much pleasure before and I am ready to explode any second. No one has ever gotten me so close so fast

"Jjj... JUNGKOOK!", I scream as I orgasm hard, squeezing his arms so tightly

Pleasure like I never felt before explodes all over my body and I just keep screaming his name

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Jungkook POV

She screams my name as she orgasms, pleasure fills my body when she climaxes and it has not left yet. Sex has not ever felt so good before. I moan loudly feeling her and watch her, pleasure all over her face. I love that I can give her this much pleasure

And I want to give her more so I hold back from coming. When she finishes, I start thrusting again, slamming into her. She moans, speaking in her language. The only thing I understand is my name that she keeps saying over and over. I love hearing her scream my name

"Again", I ask her, kissing her neck and shoulder

Her hand slides in my hair and pulls hard. Fuck, it feels good. She starts tightening and squeezing my cock hard as I thrust, pushing through her tightness. She is going to orgasm again. I never wanted anything so much as much as I want to feel her cum again

"Jungkook!", she screams, clinging to me and her body shaking against me

Pleasure fills my body again but still I hold back. When she finishes, she pushes me back and I fall out of her. What? Why? She kisses me hard and begins pushing me backwards. I am lost in her kiss so I just go where she is pushing me

I feel my legs hit something and she pushes me back more. It is the stairs. She pushes me more, out of the water and onto the stairs. I sit, my back against the step above where I am sitting. I watch her move on top of me. She slides down my cock and I moan as I go all in, her tight pussy opening for me

She leans over me and kisses my lips . I kiss her back, loving every kiss she gives me. When she sits back up, she moves sliding up and down my cock. Pleasure fills my body as I watch her ride me. I can see her entire body and I have to keep my mouth from dropping

She has muscles but not like a man. She also has blue tattoos on her body. I saw some of the other northmen with tattoos as well. She has a wolf on her side and her shoulder has chains tattooed all over. And that's just the front of her, I do not know if she has any on her back. I reach out and run my fingers over the wolf

I feel her skin tremble against my touch and I like that. She also has many scars on her body from battle as well as the wounds she just received from the past two fights. I understand why she has them but I do not like it. She has much more than me and that means she has been in more battles. More chances to die. I will do anything to prevent that

She takes my hands from her hips and puts them on her large breasts. Then she starts moving harder, slamming herself down over and over. I yell in pleasure, squeezing her breasts and closing my eyes. It feels amazing. I feel myself getting there but I want her to orgasm first

She keeps moving and I feel her starting to clench my cock. I know that when she orgasms, I will. I cannot hold it back anymore

"Jungkook!", she yells, orgasming again and her body shakes again

Pure pleasure fills my body, blinding me as I cum, my hands keeping her on me

"Joanne!", I shout

I cannot, it feels so good, I cannot take it. I have never in my entire life felt this much pleasure from coming. . It is taking over my body and I feel myself shudder. When we both finish, she leans over me, kissing all over my face

I love her kisses. I never want anyone else ever again, just hers. Her lips land on my lips in a gentle kiss. Wrapping my arms around her body, I hold her close to me

After a few minutes of kissing each other, she pulls away, looking down at me, in my eyes. She smiles and runs his fingers in my hair

"Saranghae Jungkook", she says

My heart bursts in joy and I cannot hold back my smile

"Ek elska þik Joanne"

I pull her back down to me in another kiss

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She and I walk into the meeting room to wait for King Yoongi. We bathed and had sex again. I cannot keep my hands off her . And the best thing is she cannot keep hers off me either. It does not matter that we cannot speak to each other, it is like we know what the other wants . It is amazing

Maids brought towels to dry us and new clothes. We changed and when I turned to look at her, my mouth dropped. She was given a dress to wear. I have not seen her in a dress yet and she looks beautiful. She had a face on though like she did not like it. I do not think she is used to wearing dresses

I went to her and kissed her softly

"You are beautiful", I tell her in my language

She tilts her head, but smiles . I took her hand and led her here. She goes to sit while I go to Namjoon. I need to speak to him about something

A few minutes later, King Yoongi walks in. Everyone bows except for Joanne. Namjoon and I take seats, waiting for King Yoongi to speak

He looks at Joanne and says, "Queen Joanne"

My mouth drops in shock. He actually acknowledged that she is queen. He starts talking and Namjoon speaks to her

"What can I do to make your army leave my lands?"

She starts speaking

"Give them some of the things Ragnar demanded. They came here to raid and I cannot send them away with nothing. That will just ensure they will come back."

Yoongi listens to Namjoon, defeat on his face, "Agreed. I will give them the gold Ragnar asked for but they must leave upon receiving it"

She listens then speaks, "Agreed. I will tell them to leave and not come back"

Namjoon speaks and King Yoongi nods, then asks her a question. A question that makes me nervous

"Will you be going with them?"

She talks and I intently listen to Namjoon

"I am not sure. I need to speak to Jungkook"

He nods

She turns to me and starts speaking, Namjoon translates, "Honestly I do not want to be queen. There is already a queen, Aslaug. Apparently my people do not like her since they named me queen. And I have no problem killing her."

I nod. I understand that she may not want to be queen. I would never want to be king

"There is someone who will have a problem with me being queen. It is Lagertha, Ragnar's first wife and the one who raised and trained me. And I do not think I can kill her"

I can understand that. This Lagertha is like her mother. I would not expect her to kill her mother

"But what I choose to do depends on what you want. I will not leave you behind. If you want to come with me, I will be queen of the Danes. If you do not want to leave, I will stay with you and name Lagertha as Queen."

I am shocked. She's willing to give up being queen if I do not want to leave? I do not know what to say

"If I give up being queen, I have to make sure they know I am not staying here or Lagertha will come back for me"

That is easy to do. We can pretend we are leaving after giving them the gold. I would go with her but would her people accept me? Or would they try to kill me? I am the reason she killed Ragnar and his sons. I do not want her to have to protect me all the time. And if we stay here, I can finally leave the army and stay with her

"Will your people accept me? Or would they try to kill me?"

Namjoon speaks to her and she answers almost immediately, "They will try to kill you. They will not accept you unless you are a slave"

"You cannot go there as a slave Jungkook", king Yoongi cuts in

I look at her, about to speak but then she starts

"I am going to stay here with you", Namjoon translates

I look at her and ask, "Are you sure? We do not have to"

She shakes her head, "I do not belong there. I have not belonged anywhere my whole life. I was taken and lived in places but I did not really belong there."

I hate that her life has been so chaotic and she was taken from her original home. I cannot imagine that happening to me

"But I belong with you, Jungkook and wherever you are is where I want to be. So I am staying with you"

I nod, overjoyed that she feels that way. I feel the same

"I belong with you Joanne and I'll follow you anywhere"

I hate that Namjoon has to translate for us. But it will have to happen for now

I take a breath and speak to her in her language, "Joanne, will you marry me?"

She smiles and nods. I pull her to me and kiss her. That is what I spoke to Namjoon about when we came in the room. I wanted to know how to ask her that in her language.

When we pull away, I speak to King Yoongi, "She is staying here. I am marrying her and she is going to live with me"

"Fine. As long as the Northmen are gone, do whatever you want", he answers

Good because he is not going to be happy with what I am going to tell him

"I am also leaving the army"

"Excuse me?", he snaps

"I am retiring from the army. I found my soulmate and I want to be with her. I will not put myself in unnecessary danger and chance death. I refuse to leave her alone without me."

I do not know what I will do. I have only known the army. But I have skills and money that I can do whatever I want. Maybe be a farmer. That would be easier than a war general. Or a painter. I used to love painting

"And what will you do? Be a lowly farmer?", he snaps

"Yes. Or a painter. Something like that. I just want to live with her peacefully"

He glares at me but he answers, "Very well"

I ask Namjoon to translate what just happened and he does. She smiles and nods. We finish the meeting with Joanne and King Yoongi discussing the details of when he will have the gold, when she will give it to her people and renounce herself as queen. I suggest my idea to make them believe that her and I are leaving the kingdom. Everything is agreed upon and we can finally leave

Taking her hand, we leave the palace and I lead her the way to my house. She looks around at the people and market, smiling at everything. I smile watching her

I am happy for the first time in a long time

I know we still have a lot to do to,- get her army away from here, get married and move away from the city so we can live peaceful lives. But for now I'm just happy being with her, happy I found her

I stop walking and turn to her, "Saranghae"

She gives me a huge smile and answers, "Saranghae"

I lean down, my lips on hers in a sweet kiss

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hi! i'm really loving icarus, you're a wonderful writer! but i just had a quick question. i love the flock graphics, and they're super helpful! would it be possible for you to maybe list the species of birds for the main 'characters' of the story as well? you don't have to post example photos or anything crazy, but i think just a list like that would be helpful too. sometimes i forget who has what kind of wings, and i think having a list so i can google image the bird would be great.

if that's not something you want to do or don't have time to do or something, no worries!! i really appreciate you taking the time to write icarus in the first place <3

Oof I might as well do a general guide! I never thought a maxiel wingfic would spawn so many specific wing allocations but here's the general list:

Paddock wings in Icarus:

Current grid:

Daniel Ricciardo - Scarlet Macaw (colourful, nimble flyers)

Max Verstappen - Peregrine Falcon (raw speed, inherited from his mother)

Sergio Perez -Crested Caracara (a type of mexican bird of prey)

Lewis Hamilton - Greater Bird of Paradise (beautiful wing plumes, lovely singer)

George Russell - Blue swallow (beautiful metallic-blue feathers, scream like madmen when they fly)

Carlos Sainz - Spanish Imperial Eagle (white epaulets, very regal)

Charles Leclerc - White Dove (need I say more? Perfect white wings, exploited because they're pretty but so intelligent in pathfinding)

Lando Norris - Lucifer Hummingbird (Small, colourful, likes to hover in place)

Oscar Piastri - Little Lorikeet (One of the smaller types of Australian parrot. Very cute)

Yuki Tsunoda - Japanese Long-tailed tit (Photos should be self explanatory. They fly like ballistic missiles)

Alexander Albon - Crested Fireback (National bird of Thailand. Beautiful dark blue and fiery plumage)

Logan - Blue Jay (Commonly found in Florida. Blue, like Logan's current posting, and his eyes)

Pierre Gasly - Osprey (A bird of prey often found near coasts along the European shoreline, and Pierre is from Normandy)

Esteban Ocon - Black Stork (Tall, gangly, also migrates through France)

Fernando Alonso - Kestrel (a type of small bird of prey, hunts by biding their time and waiting then divebombing)

Lance Stroll - Snowy Owl (Lance is cuddly ok and I didn't want to make him a Canadian goose because that's his dad)

Valtteri Bottas - Bullfinch (Look it up. The picture is self-explanatory. The manliest of men)

Zhou Guanyu - Chinese Red-Crowned Crane (A crowned crane for the champion of the universe, as translates his name)

Kevin Magnussen - Raven (Viking. quoth the raven.)

Nico Hulkenberg - Crow (he keeps coming back. As wily as many of their bird counterparts but has a bad rep for being a bad omen)

Retired drivers or drivers not currently on the grid:

Sebastian Vettel - Swiftlet (Extremely good fliers, reaching up to 160km/h and pulls insane G-forces)

Mick Schumacher - European robin (Very cute. Universally liked. Same wings as his father)

Nico Rosberg - Eurasian Sparrowhawk (a bird of prey that hunts by ambushing before a high-speed, agile chase)

Jenson Button - Northern Harrier (hunts in a high-speed flight close to the ground, exceptionally good listeners)

Mark Webber - Cassowary (look up a photo. Just look at it.)

Kimi Raikkonen - Giant Albatross (King of gives no shits, flies very long distances without a care)

David Coulthard - Bush-Stone Curlew (White trousers!)

Romain Grosjean - Red-tailed Hawk (I chose the bird of prey that could best mesh with the phoenix metaphor)

Antonio Giovannazi - White-spotted Starling (Very pretty plumage)

Daniil Kyvat - Great Bustard (I honestly don't remember why. Distributes in Russia)

Nyck De Vries - Common European Sparrow (Small. Commonly found. Unfortunately often hunted)

Nikita Mazepin - Flamingo (Need I say more)

Sir Jackie Stewart - (Clipped) Merlin Wings (Extremely fast Scottish bird of prey. In-fic, Jackie was one of the generation of drivers that clipped their wings, permanently robbing them of flight)

Team Principals and people in the paddock:

Toto Wolff - Black Swan (self-explanatory)

Christian Horner - Golden Eagle (A bit pompous. Matches his hair)

James Vowles - Magpie (Utterly clever, not from any particular prestige)

Fred Vasseur - Partridge (Affable. Cuddly.)

Guenther Steiner - Shoebill (self-explanatory, look up a photo)

Cyril Abiteboul - Eagle Owl (something about his face is very Eagle Owl)

Micheal Italiano - Kookaburra (laughs when they shouldn't)

Zak Brown - Chicken (self-explanatory. Literally and metaphorically)

Andreas (mclaren) - Common Quail (short lifespan)

Mattia Binotto - Pigeon (wants to be as pretty and loved as Charles. Is a public nuisance instead)

Otmar sznafnauer - Peacock (Struts around, can't really fly)

Resident Bastard:

Jos Verstappen - Cuckoo (Cuckoos are brood parasites, and lay their eggs in nests of birds of other species'. The cuckoo parent therefore does nothing while other birds raise their young)

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 11 – A/B/O

AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT: AvengersNewB

When I'm in the mood for some really great A/B/O dynamics, I always turn to Ven. She really has a gift when it comes to turning tropes on their heads and making them her own. And I love, love, LOVE the way she writes omega Tony in particular. She's incredible, and her fics deserve all the love in the world.

Here's some of her work that I think you should check out:

Must Be True

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 8,793 Tags: Lingerie, Praise Kink, Protective Steve

Summary: When the stakes are too high, Tiberius Stone offers his omega, Tony, as a little side incentive to close important business deals. Tonight’s business is an arms deal with the Avengers, and the alpha they’re meeting is Captain America.

Reasons why I love it: Ugh, Tiberius is such a piece of shit. Ven really captures that essence here. And oh my god, poor Tony, but at least he makes the best out of a horrible situation. I'd read a million more words in this universe, and I really hope you give it a shot too, because it's awesome!

Braid

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 2,378 Tags: Vikings, Arranged Marriage, Sharing a Bed

Summary: Viking Arranged Marriage AU - Young omega Tony is traded to the Vikings by Stane, for safe passage and gets married to alpha Steve Rogers the captain of the chiefly vessel.

Reasons why I love it: This one is so goddamned sweet, it almost makes me want to cry. I never knew I needed to read about Tony braiding Steve's hair, but I did, and Ven made the perfect version of it. The whole setting is amazing, and Tony's insecurities and doubts feel so real, it's like they're jumping out from the screen. I love this one more than I can say, so please go and experience it for yourself!

Never Enough

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 4,639 Tags: Insecure Steve, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Mentions of Mpreg

Summary: "Tony, what I'm trying to say... I think you should have a baby even though I apparently can't have one. At least in the near future. I think...I think…" He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath." I think you should get bonded again"

Reasons why I love it: It's honestly refreshing to see a fic where Steve is the one who is completely insecure in their relationship. Their emotions read very true to their characters, and I love how Tony is so quick to reassure Steve that all his doubts are unfounded. Plus, the ending is so sweet it makes me want to scream into a pillow. This fic is amazing, so go ahead and read it!

Restless Gravity

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: M Words: 10,929 Tags: Warlord Steve, Temporary Amnesia, Cyborgs

Summary: Omega Tony Stark gets bonded to a human-hating space warlord, to get his people a new home after the destruction of their planet. Warlord - Arranged marriage AU, with a bit of a twist.

Reasons why I love it: This fic has it all. Amazing worldbuilding, a great plot twist, identity porn, incredible characterization and wonderful dialogue. I love this one to pieces, and I hope you go and read it, because it deserves all the love in the world.

Love of Inconvenience

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 4,856 Tags: Marriage of Convenience, Immigration, Mutual Pining

Summary: Tony had a plan; bond with Steve to keep him from deportation until he could find Steve's childhood friend Mr. Barnes. Temporary. For convenience. The plan did not entail falling for this perfect beautiful omega.

Reasons why I love it: Oh my god, this fic just makes me want to grab them and smash their faces together. It's so good! The way they finally get together in the end is so satisfying, and the journey there kept me hooked the whole time. I love this fic so much, please go and give it some love!

[vera-dauriac]

Hi hi Vera! 💜 For the fic ask game, any or all of the below!

🍥 What's your favorite fic you've written?

🍛 Have any comments, tags or reactions to one of your fics every made you laugh or cry or both?

And my own question (which you totally don't have to answer!), which is:

🥙 Do have any big or small parts of any already published fics that you'd like to go back and change/expound upon/turn in a different direction?

My best!

🍥 What's your favorite fic you've written?

This is a hard one, not because I love all my fics, but because there are two I’m especially fond of that I think are really well written. Considering, I’ve posted (checks AO3) 84 (!) fics, I’m going to allow myself two.

My favorite one shot is definitely my first Athelar (Vikings) fic, Weaving.

My favorite multi-chapter fic is my my longest Louis/Philippe (Versailles) fic, A Slow Eclipse.

🍛 Have any comments, tags or reactions to one of your fics every made you laugh or cry or both?

I have received sooooo many lovely comments over the years, and somehow I’ve managed to ensnared a few loyal readers, and I have to call out 3 of them.

@loveel-who I’m pretty sure is the only person who has read everything I’ve written, and she’s so wonderful about leaving comments. Even if it’s a fandom she doesn’t know, I give her some quick background and maybe a gif, and she dives in and loves it. She’s the best and always tells me my smut hot.

@automaticdreamlandkid doesn’t just leaves comments. She leaves these giant walls of text screaming about every single thing she likes in the fic, and every one of these comments makes me giddy.

@storyskein has often been my enabler and someone who has kindly helped me with fics, even when it’s not her fandom. But she also left what might be my favorite comment ever, and I’m not sure if it made me cry, but I get a little choked up when I think about it. Her comment on Weaving said, “for all the amazing smut on this site, erotic joy is actually really rare, and you captured it.”

🥙 Do have any big or small parts of any already published fics that you'd like to go back and change/expound upon/turn in a different direction?

When I first started posting fic, I absolutely did NOT know what I was doing. For a long time, I toyed with going back to my original Athamis (The Musketeers) series The Debts We Make, and rather than being a slightly disjointed series, I wanted to make it a proper multi-chapter fic that was more novel-shaped than the slightly random thing it is. I never did, but part of me still thinks it would be an interesting exercise.

Thanks so much for asking! Others can feel free to drop me asks from this list.

[gothicgender]

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Salutations, welcome to my blog. I'm Blake but you can call me blaky or Liu aswell, however you prefer ! To say something about me I use they/them or neutral pronouns and want to become a writer. I may have bad grammar because I'm not english.

Requests - open

Request rules :

I will write for my fandoms because I'm more used to them.

The fandoms I'll write for are Hazbin Hotel, creepypasta, monster high, harry potter and maybe teen titans.

I am comfortable writing fluff, smut, angst, romantic, platonic and other stuff requested...tho I won't write smut that is too freaky or with weird kinks that I'm no comfortable with.

I can write fem, male and gender-neutral reader.

I can write headcanons or small fics about ships I also like because find it more easy then to write a ship I don't see happening or that I personally don't like.

I wouldn't like to be rushed with requests because it can be really stressful !

Do not be afraid to request and be specific with it !

Characters I will write for !

Hazbin hotel :

Chalie

Vaggie

Alastor

Angel Dust

Husk

Sir Pentious

Cherry Bomb

Rosie

The overlords (expect Valentino)

Lucifer

Lute

Adam (probably)

Mimzy (probably)

Katie Killjoy

Tom Trench

Ships I accept :

Charlie x Vaggie

Husk x Angel Dust

Valentino x Velvette x Vox (I believe they are poly)

Sir Pentious x Cherri Bomb

Carmila and Zestrial

Creepypasta :

Jeff the killer

Ben Drowned

Homicidal Liu

Bloody Painter

Ticci-Toby (probably)

Jason the toymaker

Candy Pop

Eyeless Jack

Hobo Heart

The puppeteer (maybe)

Kagekao

Laughing Jack

Nathan the nobody

Jane the Killer

Nina the killer (both versions)

Rogue

Kate the chaser

Nurse Ann

Suicide Sadie

Judge Angels

Clockwork

Zero

Lulu

Laughing Jill

Nemesis

Ships I accept :

Jane the killer x Mary (her canon wife)

Kagekao x Suicide Sadie

Bloody Painter x Judge Angels

Nurse Ann x Dr. Smiley

(other you can suggest)

Monster high (gen 1 or 2) :

Clawdeen Wolf

Draculaura Vike

Frankie Stein

Cleo de Nile

Lagoona Blue

Ghoulia Yelps

Abby Bominable

Jinafire Long

Iris Clops

Operetta

Robecca Steam

Rochelle Goyle

Scarah Screams

Skelita Calaveras

Spectra Vondergeist

Toralei Stripe

Purrsephone and Meowlody

Twyla Boogeyman

Venus McFlytrap

Marisol Coxi

C.A. Cupid

Casta Fierce

Elissabat

Clawdia Wolf

Viperine Gorgon

Deuce Gorgon

Clawd Wolf

Heath Burns

Holt Hyde

Invisi Billie

Jackson Jekyll

Neighthan Rot

Garrot du Roque

Kieran Valentine

Manny Taur

Ships I accept :

Clawdeen x Draculaura

Clawd x Draculaura

Cleo x Deuce

Abby x Heath

Ghoulia x Sloman

Frankie x Jackson

Spectra x Porter

Rochelle x Garrot

Scarah x Billie

Iris x Manny

Harry Potter :

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger

Fred and George Weasley

Percy Weasley

Alicia Spinnet

Lavender Brown

Parvati Patil

Dean Thomas

Neville Longbottom

Ginny Weasley

Lee Jordan

Angelina Johnson

Blaise Zabini

Pansy Parkinson

Tom Riddle

Theodore Nott

Daphne Greenglass

Millicent Bulstrode

Cho Chang

Padma Patil

Luna Lovegood

Marietta Edgecombe

Penelope Clearwater

Michael Corner

Hannah Abbott

Susan Bones

Cedric Diggory

Ships I accept :

Harry x Ginny

Ron x Hermione

Neville x Luna

Molly x Arthur Weasley

Bill x Fleur

Draco x Astoria

Angelina x Alicia

Teen Titans :

Robin (Dick Grayson)

Starfire

Raven

Beast Boy

Cyborg

Bumblebee

Blackfire

Terra

Madame Rogue

Chesire

Punk Rocket

Ships I accept :

Robin x Starfire

Raven x Beast Boy

Jinx x Kid Flash

This is all so far ! Thank you for visiting my page.

[gooddoctorforever185]

Oh! If you're doing x Reader fics, what about one with Snotlout getting flustered over the Reader (who he admires) complimenting him?

Yes I love it! This is my fist time writing so sorry if it isn’t very good or if there is bad spelling or grammar.😅

Snotlout’s POV

She was flying through the air dodging dragon hunter arrows while still looking gorgeous thought Snotlout. He had had a crush on Y/N for Thor knows how long but he always thought she was to good for him. But he is Snotlout Jorgenson he doesn’t give up! He flirts with her and is honestly quite obsessed with her.

He flashes back to reality when he hears a scream. He looks down and sees Y/N’s dragon get hit by a boulder. Y/N try’s to stay on but can’t she starts falling and can’t reach her dragon. Everyone else is trying to dodge arrows and boulders but Snotlout doesn’t care all he cares about is saving her. He swoops down on Hookfang trying to reach her before she hits the water. He gets there just in time right as her feet hit the water, grabbing her hand and pulling her onto Hookfang. Right next to him. He can feel his cheeks heating up as Y/N’s hands wrap around his chest to stay on.

Y/N’s POV

I had just wrapped my hands around Snotlout’s chest to keep from falling off. He was so close to me THE Snotlout Jorgenson her crush was sitting right in front of her. Yes he was a mutton head but he was her mutton head and she wouldn’t trade him for the world.

“Hey thanks for the ride.” Y/N said with a bit of a giggle in her voice flashing him a brilliant smile “Yeah no problem.” Snotlout said turning his head to smile at her. My Thor he was so cute she thought mentally.

Snotlout’s POV

Just as she was about to jump back onto her dragon Y/N said “thank you cutie” and kissed his cheek. He flushed so much he thought he must have been redder than Hookfang. He was happy to see none of the other riders saw him this flushed.

After that mission Snotlout was the happiest Viking in the archipelago smiling 24/7 and blushing anytime Y/N was around him and Y/N did the exact same thing. She made a mental note to fall off more often.

Okay that’s it hope I did good. 😊

Please request more soon from any of the shows I listed in my previous post! Which is pinned!😁

[thereweredragonsss]

Saw you're asking for requests 👀 would you write something HTTYD from Toothless' pov? Maybe about Hic teaching him to write. With some "I wonder what name my cat gave me" elements to it?

I know it's very specific but 🙈 this thing has plagued my mind lately.

Thanks in advance!

Oh my god! So sorry it took me so long. I had some stress with college but here its is. Enjoy reading!

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Contains: friendship

~ English is not my native language ~

All my fics

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The night fury wakes with incredible pain. It almost catapultes him back into unconsciousness. But he fights against it. The pain spreads from his tail fins. Or rather, his one tail fin. The events of last night come back into his mind. Him flying over that island, fighting with the other dragons against the viking's attack. But then suddenly, something hit him and he lost balance. The last thing he remembers is the crash through the capony. And now he is here. The dragon tries to stand up, but a rope stopped him. It is wrapped around his whole body. A frustrated growl escapes his throat as he tries to free himself. But that rope just gets tighter - whoever built that must be an excellent craftsmen.

Suddenly, the dragon hears something in the woods. A twig breaking. His eyes dart around and his ears twitch. A boy steps out of the woods. Climbing over the destroyed ground, that the dragon had created with his crash. Blasting fast, the night fury  closes his eyes, trying to stifle his breaths. He could hear the boy taking to himself. He could feel a boot against his leg. With an unsteady growl, he pushes the human away from him. How dare he put hand on him!?

He opens his eyes and could see the boy, a dagger in his hand. Fear rises up in his body and his primal instincts take over. He wants to flee but these stupid ropes pin him in place.

The boy now screams: "I'm a Viking!"

The night fury takes a deep breath. He could see the determination in he kids eyes. A feeling of hopelessness floods the dragon and he puts down his head. Waiting for the final strike. But that never comes. Instead, the buy cuts his strings lose. He is free! The night fury hesitates a split second. Then he furiously jumps onto the boy. Wants to kill him. But there is something in that kids eyes. The same fear, the black dragon just had seconds ago. So he gathers all his anger and roars loudly in his ears. He  turns, spreads his wings - only to crash again.

Stranded. He is stranded in this stupid cove. He had tried to fly away all this day. But the missing tain fin makes it impossible. Unsettled, he paces back and forth. There must be another way. He gets distracted when he hears someone approaching. It was the boy that shot him down. The night fury growles as a warning. But the boy doesn't seem afraid. The night fury's eyes fall onto the fish in the boys hand. His stomach rumours. When was the last time he had eaten something? Carefully, the boy comes closer. Pulling a dagger from his belt. The dragon moves into attack pose and growls. Ready to fight. But the viking boy throws the dagger away. He is no threat anymore, the dragon realises. Curiously, he closes the space between them, his eyes on the fish. The boy reaches out his hands and frownes.

"Toothless", he says.

Toothless!? What kinda name is that? But it seems funny, because the boy thought he had no teeth. A dragon without teeth, c'mon! But the boys smile moves something inside him.

In the next few weeks, the boy - whose name is Hiccup by the way - visits him almost every day. Brings him fish and talks to him. He tries to get to know him, to learn more about dragons. And Toothless tolerates it. He is also  curious about humans. He watches him write something in his little book. Watches him draw. And one day, the boy draws him - Toothless. The dragon has never seen that behaviour before. Normally, humans would kill him within seconds. Especially him. But that boy is different. Hiccup draws Toothless face and when the dragon imitates him, his eyes wide. It looks funny, Toothless thinks. The boy stumbles around, trying not to step onto the lines. Toothless watches him amused. And suddenly, he stands directly in front of the dragon. The boy hesitates. But then he slowly reaches out his hand. Toothless growls. That was way too close. Even for that boy. But then, he moves his head away, and something inside Toothless clicks. The kid could've already killed him if he wanted to. But he didn't. So Toothless decides to trust him. Let him touch him.

The next months, they became friends. Hiccup built a new tail fin for his dragon friend. Toothless could fly again! And even if the beginning was a bit rusty, due to the fact that his human friend had to help him steer, it feels heavenly. They fly around the islands and discover the place. It could have been amazing, if there weren't the villagers. They killed dragons their entire lives. And only his friend hiccup is the first one to befriend a dragon. Toothless is afraid, they could find and kill him. So they hide. But then they discover the dragon queen and they have to do something. They fightt it, kill it. And almost get killed themselves. Toothless can barely save his human friend.

The village turns into a dragons paradise. And Hiccup and this friends become a dragon rider squad. They discover islands, new dragon species and have a lot of adventures. The Viking boy, who almost killed him becomes his best friend. And Toothless his. As they get older, they change. But their friendship remains. One day, Toothless catches his friend staring at Astrid, the blonde viking girl in their group. Toothless knows, that Hiccup has a crush on her. But that stupid boy wouldn't admit it. So he has to help him a bit. Toothless pushes Hiccup's shoulder from behind. He stumbles, only his metal leg catching his weight. Toothless mimicking towards Astrid. Hiccups eyes wide. "Stop that!"

Toothless makes a little growl.

"No, I am not in love with her." Hiccup insist. But Toothless can see it. He can see it in his eyes, his movements. And sometimes, something inside him wishes he had the same feelings. That he could share his life with someone. Sure, there is Hiccup, but he is a human. And the other dragons, well they are a different species. He is the only night fury out there. Sometimes he just longs for someone who is just like him.

With the years passing, their adventures get bigger. They discover new worlds, Hiccup's lost mom. And they fight new enemies. But Drago Bludvist is another level. Somehow, he can control dragons. He even controlles Toothless. And he shots Stoick the Vast. He dies. Hiccups' father is dead. And it is his fault.

Toothless wings hurt. His heart hurt. He almost can't bear the fact that he - Hiccups best friend - killed his father. And now he is under Drago's control. But he can't do anything. He tries fighting against it, bit the whirring and buzzing in his head just gets louder. You killed him. He hates you. I am your new master. He hates you. It's your fault.

Toothless wants to give up. But Drago's control doesn't allow it. His gaze is blurred. Every cell of his body numb. But suddenly, a silhouette moves into his view. A voice. Hiccup? No that couldn't he, he hates him.

"It's me, bud"

Bud. Something inside him flickers. It is Hiccup! But the buzzing only gets louder, he couldn't hear him anymore.

"... not your fault." Not his fault?

"You're my best friend"

Toothless shakes his head. It must be Hiccup. The whirring fades for a second and he could see more clearly. Brown hair, green eyes. Hiccup! He doesn't hate him. He came back. His best friend came back! He lets out a happily roar and pushes Drago from his back.

A few years later, they have to leave Berk. Toothless' heart breaks, the island had become his new home over the last couple years. But he knows that his rider is devastated. Hiccup had been grown up there and now he has to leave this place. The only ray of hope for Toothless, is her. The lightfury. Every time he thinks of her, his heart flutters. He had never been in love before, but he knows it must be love. It feel exactly like the closeness Hiccup and Astrid had. Hiccup had told him a lot about those feelings. (Only in private of course, when no other dragon rider was around). He wants to see her every day, every second. And his rider had noticed that.

So one sunny afternoon, Hiccup builds a new tail. One that replicates the automatic tail Hiccup once gave him for Snoggletog. Toohless prances around excitedly while Hiccup tries to attach the tail fin. He closes the last straps and stepps a few metres away. "What do you think bud?"

Toothless growls happily and licks his human friend over his face. Hiccup laughes and complaines at the same time but Toothless doesn't bother. He turns around and runs into the woods, into his freedom. But at the end of the clearing he stopps and turns around. He lets him go. Hiccup lets him go. The dragon throws a questioning look at his friend. But Hiccups just smiles. "It's okay", he says approvingly.

It is time. It is time to leave. Toothless knows it is right, but on the other hand he doesn't want to leave his human friend. His best friend. The closest friend he ever had. How many adventures did they had! They all hold a special place in Toothless' heart. They always will. His eyes wander over to his human. Hiccup smiles but in his eyes shimmer tears.

"Alright bud. Its time.", he says. His smile shakes.

"You looked after us for long enough. Time to look after yourselves."

Toothless wants to cry but dragons can't cry. He is so grateful for all those years. Grateful that Hiccup shot him from the sky. Yes, even grateful that he lost his tail fin. Because if he hadn't, they woul've never became friends.

The dragon wants to show Hiccup all those thoughts. Wants to show him how much he means to him. How much he loves him. So he does what humans do to express their love. He rises up and puts his forelegs around Hiccup's shoulders. Hugs him tightly. He can feel Hiccup's small body unter him shudder.

"Go Toothless. Go", the boy whispers.

Toothless lets him go. Hiccup puts his hand onto his snout and closes his eyes. It immediately catapultes Toothless back to their early times when they just became friends. And for a second, it feels like no time has passed. His best friend lets his hand fall and he smiles. Then Toothless lets out a roar and the dragons rise up into the air.

He looks at Hiccup one last time. Then the nighr fury opens his wings and follows the other dragons into the sunset colored sky.

Something disturbs their peace. She had smelled the foreign scent and woke Toothless from his nap. He reaches his nose into the air and his instincts sharpen. He smells humans!

With a small growl, he tells his family to stay hid behind him. Toothless crawles onto the edge of the rock on which they had camped. Though the mist mandifests a viking boat. The night fury rises his wings and moves into attack position. With a powerful jump, he closes the distance and lands on the deck of the boat. Four humans stare at him. A blonde woman holds two children close to her. And in front of them stands a man with brown hair and a beard. Toothless growls. But then, the man reaches out a hand. Irritated, Toothless hesitates and sniffs.

A familiar scent rushes through his body. And suddelny, thousand memories flood his mind. Memories from his past. From a boy with his dragon friend. A boy that wanted to kill a dragon but befriended it instead. Their first flight. The Alpha. Berk. Dragon's Edge. Snoggletog. Dragon races. And vikings.

And the remembers that boy. Skinny, with brown hair and freckles. And suddenly he realises. The man in front of him is an older version of that boy with freckles. It is him. He came back! Hiccup came back. They are together again. Just like old times.

[starrose17]

See You Tomorrow

Modern!au Athelnar fic for History's Vikings.

Long!fic, explicit.

Finished at 119,500 words!

Summary: After suffering through a horrific tragedy, Athelstan has lost his faith. A difficult thing, when living in the village on the Holy Island of Lindisfarne. Refusing to talk to God, and knowing the locals are watching him, Athelstan tries to continue with his life as though he wasn't screaming inside. When a tourist named Ragnar Lothbrok visits the island, his wild and very forward personality gives Athelstan a jump start in actually living his life, not just being alive.

Though Athelstan isn't entirely sure if it helps or not that Ragnar is trying to seduce him every two seconds.

Hint: It does.

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