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viking-chaos · 7 months

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@vikingsevents Autumnal Equinox Event: | Day 2: Favourite Episode: 6x20

The epic saga which began with Ragnar Lothbrok, the first Vikings leader to emerge from the mists of legend, comes to an end in a spectacular and shocking series finale which finds striking the new land and in England. ~ IMDB

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aplacebetweensleepandawake · 5 months

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¿Y qué hago yo ahora con tantos sentimientos?

#alex hogh #alex høgh #alex hogh andersen #alex høgh andersen #ferdia walsh peelo #Ferdia Walsh-Peelo #Alfred #King Alfred #Ivar #ivar the boneless #ivar ragnarsson #ivar vikings #alfred vikings #vikings

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miss-madness67 · 2 months

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33. Guds kvinne (The Mistress)

Prompt: The only thing she is certain of, it's Alfred's love. She thinks they are meant to be, he promised so. So what will happen when Judith decides she is no fit to be queen? Moreover, with the death of Ragnar Lothbrok there's a possibility of the vikings' return. This is never good news, for they bring only death, but then why is she excited to see the cripple son again? They only exchanged a few words years ago. In the court of deception, lies, and war, follow The Mistress' path to find power and heart.

Woman of Gods

At the Saxon camp, there is a training yard where soldiers go to keep in shape for battle. I would usually stay away from such places. Women, forbidden from handling a sword, rarely have business with the soldiers. I am no exception, and I would have walked past it had not been for Alfred.

Ever since I arrived here, I have stayed inside my tent. At first, Alfred tried to coax me into joining him and his family at mealtime. It is safe to say I refused without hesitation. The last thing I want to do is to spend time with people who hate me and wish me gone. I was surprised he thought me willing to look at Elsewith’s face without complaint. Especially after I established my wish to leave. When he tried for the third time and I screamed at him, Alfred finally gave up.

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asongofmarvelanddc · 5 months

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The cliffhanger you left us with in sworn enemies should me considered criminal activity

I know, I'm so sorry 😭😭😭 My most egregious crime fr!

But I HAVE been writing the next chapter so here's a sneak peek below:

Sworn Enemies PT 11 Sneak Peek

Alfred is still shaking when he enters the room. His eyes sting with unshed tears, small breaths escaping his lips in short gasps. Your body is lying on a table, motionless. He can’t even see the slight rise and fall of your chest to let him know you’re still breathing.

In a second, he turns away from the sight, his heart sinking into his stomach. She’s dead, he thinks, They’re both dead. The fear chokes him while shaking him to his core. He can’t bring himself to ask the physician anything. He’s crippled with fear.

“Your Grace,” the physician says and bows his head, but he speaks no further, waiting until he is addressed by his King.

Alfred curses the title he bears. Slowly, he glances at your seemingly lifeless body then back to the floor.

“How—” he pauses to clear his throat when the word comes out strangled, “How is she?”

The physician wipes his hand with a bloodied piece of cloth. “Her Grace was struck by two arrows — the more serious injuries amongst others. The arrow in her front was fairly simple to remove. The one in her back was the real task.”

The spindly man goes on a rather long-winded explanation of the surgery as he packs his tools away, occasionally stopping to brush back the dull, brown wisps of hair on his head. He seems impressed with his skills as he describes drawing the arrow up and out through your rib cage to avoid affecting the pregnancy.

All the while, Alfred doesn’t have the words to cut in.

“And my wife?” he swallows, “Will she recover?”

The physician tilts his head, “If she survives the next few days, then I can almost guarantee it.”

It isn’t the news Alfred hoped for, but it is better than he expected. He breathes a sigh of relief, and finally, he looks at you properly. Suddenly, you look to be in a peaceful sleep. Full of life, but resting. Then he looks at where your hands rest on your stomach and the sinking feeling returns.

“And the child?” his voice breaks, never taking his eyes off you, “Will my daughter live?”

This time, the physician sucks in a deep breath.

“Unfortunately, there is not much I can do but wait when it comes to your daughter. There has been no movement that I have observed so far,” he says, “I intend to watch for that over the next few days but as of right now…I’m afraid I cannot be certain that your child lives.”

Alfred swallows again, but this time, it’s to distract himself from the tears threatening to fall.

“Thank you, Wyllis. I’d like to be alone with my wife now.”

“Your Grace.” He bows and exits the room.

As soon as the door closes shut behind him, Alfred sinks to his knees on the floor, hands clasped together in front of him and his eyes squeezed tightly shut.

“My Lord. Father. There is nothing on this Earth that you cannot do,” he begins, a slight tremor in his voice as he speaks, “No heartache that you cannot mend. No illness that you cannot heal.”

He briefly glances at you – so still. A whimper escapes him as he closes his eyes again and squeezes his hands together even tighter, as if doing so would mean he's praying harder.

“Please, Father. I cannot do this without her,” before he knows it the tears are flowing uncontrollably, his quiet sobs confined to the room, “Whatever price I must pay I shall pay it if only to see my wife again. To hold our child in my arms. I beg you to cover them in your protection. With your love. Your mercy. I beg you…bring her back to me, Lord.”

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And there you have it! This is my first apology for the ridiculously long hiatus, please forgive me if you can ❤️😩

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vikingsmasterlist · 9 days

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The Eye of Odin

(Ragnar.Ivar.Ubbe.Bjorn.Hvitserk.Sigurd.Alfred)

Finding Old Friends-Chapter One

Doppelganger-Chapter Two

Equal Adversary-Chapter Three

Whore of Kattegat-Chapter Four

The Warmth-Chapter Five

The Boar of Wessex-Chapter Six

Loss-Chapter Seven

Coy-Chapter Eight

Baptism-Chapter Nine

Burden-Chapter Ten

#ivar the boneless #ivar the boneless fic #ivar the boneless fanfic #ivar lothbrok #ivar ragnarsson #vikings fanfic #vikings fanfiction #alfred vikings #vikings fic #vikings

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solioquyforme · 2 months

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Lhyrie finally learns something that’s perplexed her since before taking York. Ubbe trains Alfred and then more sword fighting between him and Lhyrie with some added spice.

Another long chapter and honestly the last half of this chapter is one of the key points that made me want to write the part 2 of the series.

#ubbe #ubbe ragnarsson #Vikings tv #FanFiction #au #mine #ao3 #fanfic #chapter posting #like seriously i wrote this so quick because i love it #ubbe x oc #ubbe lothbrok #ubbe ragnarson #hvitserk #Alfred Vikings #ubbe x Alfred

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witchthewriter · 5 months

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𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐔𝐡𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝'𝐬 𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐬/𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

Warnings: violence

a/n: nsfw included (ha duh)

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

ESFP

Gryffindor

Neutral Good

Aries Sun, Sagittarius Moon, Capricorn Rising

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

・Trusting other's wasn't easy for Uhtred. Well, until a person saves his life.

・It didn't seem like a big deal at the time. The decision was easy to make. With four men against thirty, it was more than an unequal fight.

・Standing out of sight, you grabbed one of your silver-tipped arrows and aimed.

・The leader of the large group of men faltered in his step. His gaze trying to locate the source of the arrow, which had landed exactly where he was about to step.

"Hiding is cowardice," the man bellowed. His thick furs unable to hide his fear.

With a raised eyebrow you huffed, not taking the obvious bait.

・You saw one of the men raise a dagger and as he was about to throw it, you released another arrow. Straight into his shoulder.

・Then the fighting started. It only took ten minutes for it to stop.

・You didn't just have great aim with an arrow, you were deadly with daggers as well.

・Now years later, you're found by Uhtred's side. Where he goes, you go. There isn't an issue with him bringing you along on his travels - he knows you can look after yourself.

・A favourite of Finan's, Osferth's & Sihtric's. As you were the only person Uhtred would listen to. Truly listen to.

・And allow himself to be told off by.

・So the three men think you are some sort of powerful being.

・Osferth actually had a bit of a crush on you for a while. Whenever you spoke to him, he would blush.

・Finan and Sihtric teased him relentlessly, and Uhtred overheard them one evening. But he was not jealous. Not in the slightest.

・Osferth nearly died on the spot when he heard Uhtred speaking though.

"I think anyone could fall in love with them. They make it so easy."

・However, it did take a while for Uhtred to tell you about his past. A long, long while. It came in little packages. As if he couldn't say too much at once.

・Showing emotion wasn't one of his great strengths

・But gods forbid if anything happened to you

・There was a time that you had been kidnapped and he nearly tore himself apart trying to find you. All logical thinking had disappeared.

・He knew he couldn't live without you, but knowing that it was a possibility, hit him like a physical blow.

・You are his heart, the person that he always wants to be around. There is no him, without you.

・For years he did not know what his destiny was.

・But now he knows.

・It's you.

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

Overly arrogant, flirty (Uhtred) x Absolutely unfazed (You)

"Give me attention." (Uhtred) x "If the world knew you were like this, they'd be shocked." (You)

"Wtf did you do now?" (You) x "It was an accident!" (Uhtred)

𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

You Save His Life & He Could Not Get You Out Of His Head

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

Lívstræðrir by John Lunn, Eivør

𝑁𝑆𝐹𝑊 🔞 No one under the age of 18 past this point.

・Uhtred is a giving and passionate lover. As soon as you get time to yourselves, his hands are holding you tight against him. Lips attached to yours in a firm and feverish kiss.

・Behind closed doors is where you see Uhtred's full abilities.

・It's not as if he cannot please you while travelling, it's that he cannot reach the limits that he can when he's able to be fully naked and without interruption.

・At home, with the warm glow of the fire in your joint chamber, he shows you how much he loves you.

・Your naked form underneath his, chest to chest, heart's beating in the same rhythm.

・If you've been apart for a long time, then Uhtred cannot keep his hands off of you, nor can he endure your clothing. Sex is rougher, slightly quicker, but that doesn't mean once is enough.

・No, once is never enough for Uhtred.

・There never goes a night without him at least making you cum. Thrice.

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illustratus · 7 months

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Alfred the Great at the Battle of Ashdown, 871

by Morris Meredith Williams (1913)

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aikaterini-drag · 9 months

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Eternal bros 🩵 Harald and Leif, the dynamic duo that makes Vikings: Valhalla an epic saga of friendship and showcases the bonds that can be forged even amidst the chaos of war.

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drrav3nb · 5 months

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GET TO KNOW ME MEME: favourite ships [2/10] - Ubbe & Alfred (Vikings)

I do not trust my own noblemen as much as I trust you.

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teddyniffler · 21 days

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The only time in his life that Æthelwulf was right about something, and they ignored him.

#Vikings #Prince Æthelwulf #Princess Judith #Prince Alfred #Ivar Ragnarrson #Ivar the Boneless #Alfred the Great #Vikings Judith #Vikings Æthelwulf #Vikingsedit

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historia-vitae-magistras · 11 months

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Part Two: Space

Part One: Here. Part Two: You are Here. Part Three: Here.

Author's note: Inspired by the 1950s short story "The Man Who Came Early" by Poul Anderson. This is as close to sci-fi as I've ever written and therefore not accurate to the ISS or other actual science because its time travel. Warnings for panic and some goreless action.

International Space Station 400 km above the surface of the Earth. 21st Century

“Careful up there, Jones.” The navigation officer’s voice echoed through the intercom, making Alfred look up, a domed helmet in his hand. He grinned.

“Don’t you worry yourself, darling,” He replied. “I’ve sat on some bison bigger than that panel.”

He could practically hear her eye roll. “Stay in communication and don’t pull another stunt like that backflip.”

“Aww, c’mon. Kids on the live stream went wild for it.”

“Try me, Jones. There won’t be a presidential order on earth that’ll get you back up here again.”

“Laaaaaame.”

The ISS floated serenely 400 kilometres above the earth. Alfred sailed from the equipment locker, pushing off until he reached the airlock. An old hand at this, it was almost as intuitive as horseback riding was when he was younger, but his heart sped up anyway. He clamped his helmet down and checked the comms.

“Eagle Scream, back to baseboys, over. Confirm baseboys.”

He could practically hear an eye roll from the command module. “Eagles don’t even scream. They get that sound from a hawk.”

“That should be a state secret.” Alfred grumbled. There was a whoosh as the airlock was sealed at the inner end. He opened the outer hatch, giving it one final pat for good luck. Hitching his tether, he grabbed the metal rails and took a moment. He never got sick of this part, the void of nothingness with the sheer expanse of the universe before him. The sun was at 40 degrees; the planet was just behind him.

Tossing a look over his shoulder, he could see the little green sweep of Nantucket at the edge of a grey nor’easter. He released one hand to get a better look. He was a handsome bugger from this angle, almost a thousand miles above the earth. He couldn’t quite reach his ass in the suit, but California looked good regardless. When he was done being vain, reverence swept him through the weightless silence. He leaned his helmeted head against his shoulder, watching his pale blue dot. He smiled: home sweet home.

“Move your ass, Jones.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He snapped out of his reverie, grinning in the helmet. After releasing the rails, he sailed gracefully up and behind until the Canadarm appeared. She was preloaded. All he had to do was line it up, fix some wiring and screw it in, and they were golden.

“Jones to command. Jones to command. Come in command. Need you to swing’er over nice and easy.”

The bright white arm twitched on its crane-like elbow joint, and its flexing attachment worked as steel fingers clamped on the panels and kept them in place as Alfred fastened them. It had better joints than Matt, only whirring softly instead of popping and creaking like organic bubble wrap. Alfred positioned himself near the panel that needed replacing, flexing his hands and cracking his knuckles before pulling out his wrench. The arm reached out, perhaps a bit too fast.

“Whoa, easy on the gears! My brother will shit bricks if we fuck up his baby.”

“Sorry.”

Alfred replaced the panels for an hour. The steady guidance of the Canadarm provided the stability he needed to make damn sure the solar panel was securely in place. He stopped, needing an adjustment as the command module chatted with Houston.

Alfred patted the arm and said, "You've got a better grip on that panel than Mattie does on his mental health." She was almost alive, the machinery warm, and she practically purred.

“Captain, we’ve got some funky radiation readings.”

“Almost done, just crank’er up .2 degrees and I can get this finished and come back in for some sweet tea.”

“Houston advises re-entry.”

So? They hadn’t ordered to retreat, and navigation wasn’t panicking. “I just need oh point two degrees and thirty seconds.”

“Noted.”

Canadarm moved a touch. “There you go.” He centred the panel and lined up the screws. He was the last one in when the alarm rang. Emergency lights flashed red and blue. Alfred had never heard them in action before and grew cold. Comms opened again. No. He breathed. He was not panicking.

“Captain, they’re ordering re-entry.”

“Retract the arm. On my way.”

Alfred gripped the rungs and swung his line out of the way. He pushed off hard and scrambled over the top of the rigid cylinder of the can-shaped module. It was dark here, away from his work lights and sliding across the expanse towards the hatch. He caught himself on the handle, keeping his movements controlled.

“Captain?”

“Almost there.”

“Radiations rising!”

Alfred glanced towards the sun, not looking at it. It was brighter now, with dark fire spots. The rings of light jumping up the Corona stretched and flexed like the hoops of the flexible baleen skirts he used to crawl under every now and then before Lemonade Lucy came along and put him on the straight and narrow.

“Why didn’t anyone tell me we were going to get solar flares?”

“The data didn’t show any!”

“Well, that just dills my pickle.” He muttered. He was almost at the hatch. It was brighter now, and he scrambled up the rungs, barely touching one before climbing the next. Alfred swung at the hatch.

Almost there, almost there. Why was he hot? He shouldn’t be hot. His fingers slipped inside his gloves, but he had the lever in his hand. The world fell black before he closed his fingers.

Incident Report Diplomatic Security Service Bureau of Diplomatic Security State Department

On [redacted] and at [redacted], the ISS and ground services at Carnaval facilities reported unusual radiation readings and advised the crew to return inside. See addendum one. Captain [redacted] was in contact with personnel until Captain [redacted]'s suit abruptly transmitted a distress beacon. A thorough search of the ISS was conducted, leading to the discovery of an empty spacesuit, with the helmet still attached. The inner flight suit, including the Snoopy cap and lining, was not recovered. It has been suggested that a replacement may have been made. However, the space suit contained four viable samples of [redacted]'s DNA, leaving no doubt that it belonged to [redacted]. See Addendum Two.

Two simultaneous investigations were conducted by a multidisciplinary team of experts from [redacted] and [redacted]. Interviews were conducted, telemetry data analyzed, and video footage reviewed. The spacesuit Captain [redacted] wore was intact, with no signs of damage or malfunction. Video footage and telemetry data did not reveal any abnormalities or anomalies, except as previously noted. Crew interviews did not provide any significant information regarding the incident. Pushback regarding these results has been seen overseas, significantly [redacted] and [redacted]. It is the recommendation of this body that our counterparts be updated as to the results of this investigation due to the international familial ties of the next of kin and the diplomatic pressure being leveraged.

#hws america #aph america #the dangeld axe to grind: the viking age time travel au #my writing || cacoethes scribendi #Alfred and the stars || the first golden retriever in space #alfred || o beautiful for spacious skies #dont know why im continuing this part one flopped so hard but lmaoooo i finally figured out how to do plot i fucken guess

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miss-madness67 · 3 months

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The Mistress (ch.29)

After Egadyd gives birth, Leofflaed visits Ivar and they take an irreversible step in their relationship.

After what felt like days of labor, but surely was not more than twelve hours, I became the proud aunt of a beautiful baby girl. Egadyd is passed out on the bed while I cradle the little bundle in my arms. When she first lost consciousness, I was so scared something had gone wrong. Ulla had to reassure me several times that Egadyd was just exhausted after all that work she went through. “My lady, it is normal for recent mothers to sleep for a long time after the birth,” Ulla said. Still, I keep glancing up every now and then to make sure she is still breathing. I can not lose my sister, and the tiny babe in my arms can not lose her mother when she is the only thing she has. Right now, my family is the only thing keeping me from spiraling from what almost happened with that guard. And then with Ivar.

“My lady,” Ulla quietly approaches the chair where I am sitting by the fire. My niece sleeps peacefully. I managed to calm her down, but I know she will wake soon to ask for food. I just hope Egadyd is up by then. “I will put the little lady to bed.” She signals to my niece. “You should rest, too.”

I glance up at my sister still in bed and then back at the thrall. “I am not tired.” That is a lie, but I can not sleep now. Not with my sister like this, not with my just-born niece needing looking after, not with my tumultuous thoughts.

If Ulla knows I am lying, she does not comment on it. Instead, she suggests. “You should still go out, have some air, maybe. I will call someone to come keep an eye on your family.”

I do not tell her I do not trust anyone to care for them. Not after what happened with the guard, not even before then. Will I ever feel safe among Vikings? I feel safe with Ivar, oddly enough, but I do not trust him. I trust Ulla, but I can not ask her to watch over Egadyd. She was there during the birth, she must be tired too. However, being here, even with my niece in my arms and my sister within reach, I feel a thousand miles away. Perhaps Ulla is right and I need a respite.

Ulla speaks again, this time with understanding in her gaze. “Prince Ivar has tripled the guards outside your door, it is just a few minutes, it is going to be ok, my lady.” Her face is so honest, that I decide to believe her. I decide to let myself be reassured by a strange woman in ways Mother never could.

I pass her the baby, “thank you.”

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hiddenqveendom · 10 months

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* — a look at ... EISA THE DAMMNED ( vikings )

❝ they say she was cursed. damned. she chose to sacrifice herself to the gods, but her true fate was much worse than death …❞

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vikingsmasterlist · 9 days

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The White Rose of Wessex

(Alfred x OFC) (Aethelwulf x OFC) (Ivar x OFC)

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Twenty One

Twenty Two

#ivar the boneless #vikings fanfic #vikings fanfiction #ivar the boneless fanfic #ivar the boneless fic #ivar the boneless fanficiton #alfred vikings

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sigridsdottir · 2 years

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here’s a hotness chart of men of vikings i made SORRY

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