40 Favs in 40 Days: Day 28
The Last Kingdom
“We are one, you and I. From the moment I took your hand on the steps of the great hall of Eoferwic, we were bound as one. You may dislike me, hate me if you wish, despise me at times. But love is immortal. It goes on.” - Uhtred, 3x06
I had an anon request asking for jealous Sihtric and well… I’ve just cooked one up! So I hope you enjoy :)
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It made his blood boil when you watched you flirt with other men. His hands scrunched up into fists, his breathing heavier as you watched you run a finger across the man’s cheek.
He knew it was all apart of the plan that Uhtred had come up with but it still made him so mad.
You threw your head back to laugh, your fingers trailing up the man’s arms as he grabbed you around the waist and pulled you close.
“Cool it Sihtric. You’ll blow the whole bloody operation.” Finan said, stopping him from leaping out and hitting the man straight in the face.
“It’s just a little sabotage. She’ll get the keys from his back pocket and…”
Oh she’d reached for the keys alright. Her whole body was pressed up against the man, his face nudging the side of her neck. He was going to kill him. Plan be damned because if he had to watch this any longer…
He wouldn’t be responsible for his actions.
Sihtric watched as she managed to get herself out of his grip, making flirty movements as she made her way over to where Osferth was sitting, dropping the keys in his lap and making her way out of the door, Osferth following close behind her, who turned and went different way once they’d reached the end of the tavern.
She made her way over, wiping her neck where the man had been pawing her and Sihtric grabbed her arm, pulling her to a secluded spot. Finan didn’t even say a word.
“Sihtric… What?”
“He touched you.” He growled as he pushed her against a tree, his hands holding hers above her head.
“Yes. And I touched him. It was the plan.”
“Did you like it?”
“What? Sihtric you aren’t making sense…”
“Did you enjoy him touching you?”
Her eyes took on a mysterious gleam and she smirked at him.
“And what if I did?” She whispered, her mouth close to his.
He let out a growl of frustration, kissing her hard, his body thrumming with anger and passion, biting her bottom lip as he pulled away. Her eyes were hooded with passion, her breathing coming faster as she lent back up to kiss him but he pulled back, watching her.
“Don’t stop there Sihtric…”
“Did you enjoy him touching you?” He whispered down her ear, biting down on the lobe.
“If I say yes will you carry on like this?” She whispered back heavily.
“Sihtric! Y/N! Let’s go.” He heard Finan shout and he swore under his breath.
“Do you want me to carry on like this?” Sihtric asked.
“Oh gods yes.”
“Then as soon as we get back home I will erase every trace of his touch with my hands and my mouth and then I will show you what it means to make me jealous.”
She grinned at him, her eyes burning with passion and he kissed her harshly before he took her hand and they ran after Finan and the others.
Oh she was definitely not going to walking tomorrow, Sihtric thought to himself.
Oh my😲! I'm LOVING jealous Sihtric💕. LMAO. The fact that it was part of their plan but he was still bothered. That's hot!
A/N: This was requested by anon. It’s taken a while because I was revising for stuff and now I’m getting back in to it.
I’ve redone this story so many times 😅 and I still don’t think I’ve got it right so I’m really, really sorry if it sucks. Also I’m tagging everyone who was apart of my Finan fic :)
“And what is it that you want tonight?”
The woman sat straddling Sihtric’s lap, her mouth teasing the skin at his neck. She was popular, extremely popular and after a few weeks he’d finally managed to get her alone.
“What’s your name?” Sihtric asked her.
“My name? You’re paying and all you want is my name?”
“Yes.”
“It’s Ealswith.”
First if all, can I say how much I love the premise. Sihtric falling for woman who has no name, wealth, inheritance or family is brave. And as for Ealswith, she's simply adorable and likeable from the start.
I enjoyed the slow build of their relationship.
The fact that Sihtric paid for her time only to converse, was heartwarming. When Ealswith confessed that no man had ever asked her anything, let alone her name, it was heartwrenching.😔
Awesome to see that in the end, Uhtred was able to trust Easwith not to hurt Sihtric.
I'm sorry but this has to be said. Uhtred is a nut.
"You want to marry a whore?" Uhtred asked, looking at Sihtric like he'd lost his mind."
When I read that, I lost it!
please note; the beginning of this book is set after season 2 but before season 3 (mainly as when I’d written it season 3 hadn’t been released) but season 3 WILL happen during the book and the aftermath of season 3 will be explored (so, for that note, when the season 3 spoilers begin i’ll put a little note at the beginning of the chapter)
ALSO
these don’t really tend to be neccessary on wattpad because you just mark it as ‘mature’ but for tumblr i’m adding the content warnings for the following things;
- violence against women (+elements of domestic abuse are exhibited in this)
- strong language
- mediocre writing
i hope you enjoy this as much as i have writing it and i hope ur happy these updates will be extremely more regular than they were on wattpad because i have finished writing it haha
word count; 2184
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The hall I had grown up in felt like an entirely new world. It had been decorated in a Danish manner, swords attached to the wooden walls and a frightful amount of sacrifices hanging from the ceiling. The young, Danish women who had been placed in my household told me the sacrifices were good omens and done in the hope to make the Gods look kindly on my marriage, I merely saw it as paganism. How could these Gods look upon a marriage that did not exist? It seemed my wedding lacked both God and priests and therefore my marriage was invalid in the eyes of a Christian; invalid in my eyes. My staunch belief in the invalidity of my marriage was furthered by the lack of vows I had made to my new husband - we were not bound. I may be a girl of just fifteen years but I was defined as ready to marry by both law and men. Clearly, my husband thought so.
From what I had been told, my new husband was a peculiar Dane. He, much like his men, found pleasure in whores and fighting. Thorfinn’s peculiarity came to our union; he did not see me as a child bearing vessel nor as a Christian, but as a trophy. I represented all that he had achieved in England, all that was to come. Thorfinn had made his wealth and I was the trophy to show it.
OMG. Thorfinn had me fooled😬. For a second there, he actually seemed pretty decent. Not overtly so, but possessing a normal temperament.
Then we got to the ending.
RED FLAGS! Like, what in the world!!! Poor Morwenna. Only the Gods know what's in store with Thorfinn as a hubby.👀
“She would’ve done anything for her Irishman. Her fault occurred in that she did not understand the consequences of her love.”
Summary: Your father sent you to Wessex to stay with your Aunt, the Lady Aelswith, in the hopes her pious and Christian attitude will keep you under check and hopefully get you a husband, but what no one banks on is Finan, the sarcastic and terribly handsome Irish man who catches your eye…
A/N: Only one more chapter to go :) I hope you love this one! It’s happy happy happy 😁
Source: stardust-pond
You spoke to Ethel last but it was awkward to say the least. She hated you, that much was obvious and she was reluctant to let you know anything about how she knew your father but you managed to get it out of her eventually.
Omg! That's so beautiful. 💓💕They've really been through allot. I love a romance that has to be fought for. I like Finan's line at the end. "Yeah, at first sight."😭
After seeing a gif-set that showed Prince Aethelred getting buried, I mulled things over.
So we're supposed to believe that after all that face bleeding, none of the Royal Physicians had questions?
A perfectly healthy Prince drops dead and no one, including the people in charge of the Royal families health had any issues/questions? Poisoning was a huge problem back then and Physcians were good at spotting telltale signs but whatever Hirst.
Even when cleaned up, bodies we're examined by Royal physicians and caretakers.
ESPECIALLY when it was so sudden. It could signal foul play and could mean that the rest of the Royals were in danger. But okay.😒
Basically, Judith managed to poison a Royal Prince and no one, none of the Attendants, Guards or Royal Physicians cared. She must have prepared the body herself for funeral as well.😂
Summary: Your father sent you to Wessex to stay with your Aunt, the Lady Aelswith, in the hopes her pious and Christian attitude will keep you under check and hopefully get you a husband, but what no one banks on is Finan, the sarcastic and terribly handsome Irish man who catches your eye…
A/N: after the last chapter… You are going to see some very badass things from Y/N, I promise 😁
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Pain. Pain pain pain.
The sound of shouting and then…
Silence.
Men laughing, someone shouting threats.
Finan.
Uhtred.
Summary: Your father sent you to Wessex to stay with your Aunt, the Lady Aelswith, in the hopes her pious and Christian attitude will keep you under check and hopefully get you a husband, but what no one banks on is Finan, the sarcastic and terribly handsome Irish man who catches your eye…
A/N: I love all of you for your lovely feedback! Also I’m sorry about this one but… Well you’ll see haha
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“You look tired Finan. Late night was it?” Uhtred said sarcastically.
Sihtric choked on a laugh and Osferth looked at you as Finan let out another yawn.
You’d both been up until the early hours this morning, pleasing and touching each other, never getting enough of each other. You’d both finally passed out asleep and got about 3 hours of sleep, probably not the best considering you were going into battle today.
Wow! I actually felt some empathy towards Ethel. At first, I was angered by her presence and the "news".......but thank God.
Reader's father is a real peace of work. What kind of father is he? He deserves whatever happens on the battlefield.
Summary: Your father sent you to Wessex to stay with your Aunt, the Lady Aelswith, in the hopes her pious and Christian attitude will keep you under check and hopefully get you a husband, but what no one banks on is Finan, the sarcastic and terribly handsome Irish man who catches your eye…
A/N: I love everyone who has sent me the most amazing feedback! Seriously I love all of you ❤️
Finan POV in this one and some violence but it’s well deserved violence haha
Gif not mine- I downloaded it from here :)
FINAN
They were waiting near the camp, waiting for Sihtric to come back with news.
His heart was beating loudly in his chest with every passing minute. He should be in there now, fighting to get her out.
But it wasn’t the plan.
What is wrong with her abusive father? Well, thanks to him, Hothar got what he deserved. I'm certian they didn't see it ending that way but...thus is life.
And as for Ethel, I knew she was a troublemaker😂. Poor Finan and Reader. Things are only going to get worse before they get better.
P.S. I don't trust Haesten👀
Author’s notes: Well, someone else needed a better end in this situation. And someone else deserved to be stabbed in the heart.
Warnings: Major character’s death, mentions of blood.
Words: 2354
Since you saved his life, prince Aethelred turned you into his personal servant. Nothing was made to your prince without passing through your fingers.
It was good because you were always near him, but it also placed you near his wife.
His despicable wife…
How many times you saw her gathering herbs for teas to make her womb more fertile…
“I must give him a son, a boy, soon! As soon as I can so he won’t be able to deny me my crown when the time comes!”
How many times you heard them into their marital room and went to yours, to pray God not to give her the baby she wanted so badly.
She wasn’t a good wife. All she wanted was poison his mind against King Alfred and for countless times you saw him sighing, annoyed or confused about his feelings towards his own brother because of her poisonous words.
time reblog
Ferdia Walsh-Peelo & Darren Cahill are Alfred and Aethelred, princes of Wessex and Mercia - Part I
I ❤ these two.
Ferdia Walsh-Peelo & Darren Cahill are Alfred and Aethelred, princes of Wessex and Mercia - Part III
New king of Wessex and Mercia & Widowed Queen
