#vinland saga fanfic

[yandereunsolved]

☾ Yandere Thorfinn ☾

"Hmm. There is nowhere you can hide among all of these lands where I won't find you. For even the gods would fear my wrath if they took you from my arms."

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[wirtsclowning]

Sweeter than Honey

thorfinn x gn! reader smut

minors and ageless blogs dni

cw: body appreciation, fellatio, fingering, and creampie

word count: 3.5k

note: edited it. third times the charm! (hopefully) takes place in the vinland arc

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with a heavy sigh, thorfinn plopped onto their shared bed. (name)’s arms instantly wrapped itself onto his waist.

“tough day?” (name) asked softly while pressing a kiss on the back of thorfinn’s neck.

“hmm… the sheep were acting up more than usual. had to make sure there weren’t any other animals lurking around. hild was too busy teaching the kids- i didn’t want go interrupt her” he groaned out, leaning into their tender embrace. the warmth of them quickly comforted him without needing a word to be spoken.

“have you eaten? i’ll prepare you a snack quickly.” with a quick kiss to his jaw, they unwrapped their arms and got up from the bed before being pulled back in.

“let’s leave that for another time. right now, i want to be with my lovely spouse.” he offered a sweet smile, his hand letting go of their hand before having it travel to their hips- his other hand joining in.

(name) gave a low laugh before settling themselves on their lover’s lap. their arms snaking around his neck, their lips pressing itself against his lips lovingly.

“i’ll be here for as long as you need.” were the words spoken before they fell into blissful silence with kisses being exchanged between the two. occasionally, they would lightly trace their fingers over one of his facial scars. they gazed at him lovingly before closing their eyes and kissing each one. no matter how much time this happens, the man would become flushed with the loving gesture.

deciding that two can play that game, he pulled himself away from them and moved to their neck, leaving gentle kisses along the way. his hands moving up from their hips to hold onto their waist, his thumbs rubbing in short circles.

they sighed contently, one of their hands stroking his hair as they used their other arm around his neck to gently pull him closer to them. the man’s lips curled up into a smile hearing them hum, pressing a kiss on the man’s blond hair before whispering, “i love you, finny.”

he pulled his head back to look up to his lover, “i love you more, love.” they smiled sheepishly in return, their eyes wrinkled upwards with joy.

he ran a hand through their hair, his other hand caressing their waist. in turn, one of their hand is pressed against his chest, their other on his cheek- holding him in place while they shared another kiss- this time, the kiss became heated. their tongues caressing themselves against the other. their faces flushed while heat in their lower abdomen started forming.

thorfinn broke the kiss, his lips still hovering over the other, he voiced out a groan as a grinding sensation was applied to his groin. (name) smirked coyly, pleased with themselves as they continued to grind against their husband. the latter’s hands traveled down to his lover’s hips- whom whined softly when his hand left their hair- and helped them by moving their hips.

“do you like that? if you’re too tired, we can continue later.” they asked, their movement coming to a stop before doing anything else. the man shook his head, his hands grip tightening on their hips.

“no… no. i’m fine, continue please.” he begged while nesting his head onto their neck.

with the green light, they placed both of their hands to the man’s chest and gently pushed him down onto the bed. understanding what they are non-verbally jesting at, he pushed himself further up the bed, unbuckled his belt and took off his tunic- along with the undershirt. his lover followed him onto the bed and climbed onto his lap once he settled.

it wasn’t the first time they had done this, their first was the night of when thorfinn asked them to marry him. still, they took their time to admire his body. his scars littering his body, the imperfections that they grew to love and admire. they were a statement, saying ‘i’ve been through terrible shit but i was able to pull through despite the odds and better myself’- at least, that’s how they view it. they mentioned it to thorfinn once, the man only shook his head, let out a low laugh with a soft smile and ruffled their hair playfully, saying ‘sure, i suppose so.’

with a firm hand on his chest, they used their other hand to move the hair away that had fallen onto his face. they caressed his cheek, “relax. i’ll take care of everything. you do so much for us, let me do this for you.”

the tips of the man’s ears turned a light pink, before nodding and teasingly asking, “i trust you know what to do?”

they gave a playful scoff, “of course i do! now just stay there and enjoy yourself.” with that said, their hands dragged themselves over his chest. fingers traced over his scars, gently caressing them before leaning down and pressing a short kiss on each of them. the man wore a soft smile, his eyes soft with admiration and his cheeks sporting a pink hue.

each passing kiss, (name) traveled down his left arm. placing soft kisses before reaching his hand. the scared littered hand was rough from years of continuous use- too many scars to count. they opted to lay a soft kiss on the back of his hand, staying like this for a second or two longer than the other kisses. releasing his hand, they brought their lips back onto their lover’s chapped ones.

pulling themselves away, they sat themselves up before shifting their legs further down the bed- now almost being face to face with thorfinn’s trousers. carefully, they dragged his trousers and undergarment down his legs, freeing his half hard cock from its confinement. he let out a small gasp, not fully expecting the cool air to hit him so quickly. with a greedy smile, they gently laid one of their hands on his cock and began stroking him.

“finn… i really do hope that you don’t mind me having my fun before we start,” they bit their lip, “it’s just been so long since i’ve taken you inside my mouth.”

a soft hum left them as they recall those past events. it has been too long, since the both of them are too busy tending to their own chores, they hardly had time to engage anything other than sex. sex was amazing, but it’s just something about tending to their lovers needs first before their own that made the experience so much more enjoyable. so when both of them do have time for other things than sex, they both relish what the other has to offer.

seeing thier husband give them a small nod was all they needed to continue their erotic act. the now-almost fully- hardened cock twitched helplessly as they brought their full attention towards it. the head of his cock flushed with a deep pink, precum seeping out of the slit- his foreskin covering one fourths of his tip. although he wasn’t the biggest length wise, the mouthwatering girth truly made up for it.

teasingly, they pressed their tongue on the base of the back of his cock, having it slide up to the tip. the veins seen on his cock throbbed in great anticipation. with their lips on the tip, they used one of their hands to peel down the foreskin before swirling their tongue around the tip- cleaning up the precum it produced. the bitter taste hit their taste buds, however, they continue, not minding the taste- actually finding it arousing more than anything. they then focused their attention on dipping their head down on his cock. saliva dribbled over his girth after they pulled their head back up- their cheeks hollowing as they sucked along the way. while they began bobbing their head, their eyes looked up to peek at their husband.

with a heavy blush across his face, his jaw was hanging open as pants escaped from him. he used his hand to push the hair out of their face to get a better look at them. a shiver ran down his spine after the vibrations of a soft moan came out of his lover, it only adding to the pleasure that he is already experiencing.

pulling away for a moment, they used that time to regain their breath- as well as letting more of their saliva drip down onto his girth. they stroked his cock at a slow pace, teasing his tip by stroking gentle circles around his slit. their free hand brought itself onto his balls, fondling them with a small teasing giggle. once they had regained their breath, they impatiently brought their lover’s cock back inside their mouth.

they continued using their hand to stroke the remaining length that they couldn’t fit, using their saliva that was dripping down his cock as a lubricant. simultaneously, thorfinn allowed his hand to intertwin itself with their hair, groaning as they whimpered weakly. his head rolled backwards, his lips parted with short breathy moans escaping him. the tightened on his groin increased, with each stroke further increasing the sensual sensation each time. they kept a watchful eye on him, although they can’t see his face, they can still see what effect they are having on him. his chest rose up and down from all the panting, small shimmers of sweat radiating from his skin could be seen and, the one that tied it all together, the hardened grip he had on their hair.

meeting his breaking point, he clenched his teeth, his cock twitched inside their mouth before a string of his load shot out of him. groaning loudly, the man brought his attention back to his lover. a surprised muffled gasp rang out of them, bringing their head back up, using their hand to clean up their face from the cum escaping their lips. teasingly, they made eye contact with him, before dragging their fingers into their mouth. they closed their mouth, sucking off his load from their fingers- giggling when he looked at them in awe.

slipping their fingers out of their mouth with a small pop, they sat up, “let’s let the fun begin, shall we?”

they started with their tunic, trousers, under shirt and lastly their undergarments. discarding the clothing to the side, they climbed on top of him, eagerly pressing their lips over his, the blond man following suit. he instantly tasted himself on their tongue, a hum of arousal erupted from him as he deepened the kiss. the man got a hold of their hips. directing them over his cock, firmly pressing them down to have both of their sexes pressing up against the other. (name) moved their hips to grind on top of his, a small muffled mewl releasing itself into their lover's mouth. each of their sexes grinding against the other as each of them tried to gain friction from one another.

releasing themselves from their shared kiss, they sat up and lifted their hips. thorfinn stared at them, his heart pounding fast with excitement for what is to come. with a moan, they carefully inserted the still moist finger inside themselves. they then added another finger, easing them with the stretch it provided. though it was nothing compared to their lover’s cock. they moved their fingers, scissoring themselves as an attempt to stretch themselves further.

he watched them intently, his once soft cock hardening once more. one of his hands left their hips and found it’s place on their sex, stroking it to see how they reacted. a pitiful moan fell from their lips as they buckled their hips forward- needing him to touch them more.

a small laugh escaped his lips, “you’re being so needy~” running his fingers to rub against their sex once more, with much more intensity than the first time. a whine came out of his lover at this, slipping another finger inside of them and rocked their hips forward.

mixtures of moans and pants slipped out of them as they thrust their fingers inside of themselves repeatedly, their head hanging down as their half lidded eyes looked at the man underneath them. his hand still on their sex, the man increased his speed, watching as his lover cried out in pleasure.

“sh- shit… thorfinn…~”, they felt him using his other hand to take out their fingers before replacing them with his. they bit their lip, shutting their eyes as a whine made it out of them. they buckled their hips towards his hands- placing their hands behind them to balance themselves. his thick fingers curled inside of them before thrusting them in and out of them, the man feeling his lover grinding their hips further onto his hands.

“ohh! thorfinn! just like that!,” their hips moved frantically, them now riding his fingers while he kept stroking their sex. their eyes wandered up, finding themselves fixated on the ceiling as they felt an orgasm about to roll by, “mmm…~ thorfinn- i’m… i’m going to cum! oh- oh fuck!~”

he felt his fingers being clenched around, a small moan escaping him. carefully, he removed both his hands from them; them giving him a tired moan, their hips trembling slightly before coming to a halt.

“i…” they panted, soon shifting their hips to be right above his cock, it standing up- a slight curve could be seen from (name)’s point of view, “fuck- i can’t wait any longer! i need you inside me right now…”

as they carefully lowered themselves eagerly on his cock, their body trembled with delight. pants escaped from their parted lips, the same could be said with the man underneath. his rough hands found their way to their hips, squeezing them when they fully sheathed themselves onto him. they stayed still, wanting to savor the feeling of being filled up to the brim as the other groaned loudly as he felt them clench onto his cock.

after a few moments, they coyly pulled themselves upwards slowly, the tip of thorfinn’s girth still remaining inside them, before sliding back downwards. a small groan escaped their mouth, their hands placing themselves on top of his chest. they used their arms as support as they continued their movement, going slowly to enjoy the feeling of his cock exiting and re-entering inside them, stretching their walls in a delicious way.

“lord… how did i get so lucky,” they began, their eyes hazy with want, “being able to be with a man like you.”

a moan slipped out of his mouth, his cheeks burning red as the silky walls of his lover stroked him in a slow motion- the soft sounding slaps from their skins connected just added more fuel to the fire. his grip on their hips tightened as they began grinding onto him at a faster pace, their walls occasionally squeezing his hard cock.

“i… i can say the same thing about you“ he stared up at his lover, becoming frivolous when their lips pressing against his opened one, their tongue slipping inside his mouth

“shh… ,” they pulled away, their lips now only being connected by two small strings of saliva, “what did i say? this is your night.” they gave him a small pout, a playful one. their hips continued their movements, moans and mewls slipped from their swollen lips as their eyes watched their lover’s face twist in pleasure. his hands helped with their movement, desperately needing them to go faster.

“(name)..” he stammered, “please, i need you to go faster.”

said person nodded, cursing under their breath when they hit his cock brush up against their g-spot and obeyed his request. he bit his lip, he thrusted up his hips when they pushed their hips down, making both their hips meet halfway. seeing an opportunity, the man twisted his lover to have them underneath him. a breathless gasp escaped them as they felt one of their legs bend over his shoulder- the other wrapping around his waist- , the sharp pain from having this done so quickly had only amplified their pleasure and lust. The blond man pushed his mouth against theirs, the kiss becoming sloppy as saliva seeped from the corners of their lips. he inserted his cock back inside them, his release right around the corner.

the moans of both of them were muffled from their sloppy kiss, the sound of the wet noise coming from it and their love making drove him crazy. his trusting had increased, no longer being able to control himself. (name) pulled away from him, the room suddenly erupted with moans and pants.

“fuck…! thorfinn!,” his lover cried out, immediately sucking their lips in order to muffled their voice when his cock once again brushed up against their sweet spot- their toes curling inwards, “please! i need your cum inside me..!”

he grunted at this, biting his swollen lips and his eyebrows furrowed. his hips stilled for a moment for him to position their leg onto his waist- causing them to link both their ankles together and pull him back inside.

“don’t stop…!” they whined out, using their arms to wrap around thorfinn’s neck.

The man cursed under his breath, his forehead now pressed up against his lovers as he carefully watched how smoothly they took him. he grunted when he felt how they sucked him back inside just when he pulled out- this sensation almost becoming too overwhelming. his cock throbbing as he felt the tightening of their legs around his waist.

“thor… finn..~,” they weakly cried, “i’m… i’m going to cum.. god!~” their arms stretched along thorfinn’s back, their nails almost digging into his skin as they felt themselves getting close to their peak. their hip’s weakly grinding against his as they tried chasing their incoming orgasm.

his thrusting noticeably became sloppy, his cock throbbing much more often than it had before. “shit.. me too” he admitted, his eyes redirected themselves onto his lover’s eyes. both of their lips instantly connected, vibrations could be felt from their mouths as each of them moaned into each other. their teeth occasionally bumping into each other, resulting in groans to be let out.

feeling his peak approaching, used one of his hands to go in between their bodies and pressed up against his lover’s sex. just like earlier, he rubbed his fingers/hand up against it, the pace increasing as he felt them buckle their hips upwards.

“gah! thorfinn! fuck..!” they ripped away from their shared kiss, a lustful cry leaving them. their eyes becoming blurred, losing focus of their sight once everything felt too much for them. he buried his head onto their neck, kissing and sucking as his hips and hand tried to bring both of them to an orgasm.

he grunted, his teeth biting into his lovers’ neck, as his hip still. his cock throbbed before releasing his load into them, his hand still continuing its act. their eyes rolled back, a whiny moan ripping out of their mouth as they clenched onto his cock, their insides filled and hot with his cum.

with a last moan, they finally came undone. their legs tightened their hold onto thorfinn’s hips and their nails deliciously digging into his back.

both of them panted in unison, each trying to regulate their breathing- their chests bouncing off of each other. thorfinn was the first to recover, fixing both of them into a comfortable position. as he began to pull out, the legs wrapped around him tightened around his hips preventing him from doing so.

“don’t… don’t pull it… i want your cum to stay inside me throughout the night.” (name) tiringly mumbled.

he nodded and brought his lover closer to him as he pulled both of them to lay on their side together, only one of their legs wrapped around him.

carefully, he pulled over a woolen blanket over the two of them. they smiled lazily, getting a hold of his face and peppered his face with sweet kisses, making sure to whisper short ‘i love you’s’.

“god… i love you so much. i feel as if i don’t tell you every second, i might explode…!” they softly laughed, “i really do love you.”

the man leaned his head into their hand, turning his head to give a kiss on the palm. he hummed lightly as to say ‘me too’ causing his lover’s smile to widen before pressing a kiss on his nose.

a yawn interrupted the comfortable silence the two fell into, inevitable from how exhausting the overall day was. tears peaked out of (name)’s eyes once they finished yawning, they shifted their arm to wrap it around the man- their leg still in the same position. thorfinn used one of his hands to drag it up and down their back, a content noise dragging out of their mouth.

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[thepeculiarauthor]

aight vinland saga peeps who wants vinland saga fanfics let me knowwww

**EDITED: aight lol first fic is live on the blog, follow for moreee

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[4seasonsofart]

The stench of the vaping fumes has seeped into the pores of the school bathrooms. Half of the fluorescent lights have burned out, and the underpaid janitors have yet to replace them. The bathroom walls and doors are inked with graffiti and nasty messages. It was as if the school itself was a big sign saying 'fuck the system'.

A black duffel bag is carelessly dropped onto the grimey tile floors that grow mildew and fungus. A freshly strung guitar within its pristine case is placed upon one of the sinks. A cigarette is lit and brought to a pair of pink and chapped lips. A smudge of red lipstick and a hickey adorning its owner's neck.

"Are we going to do this or not, Princess? My prices ain't cheap, you know." Thorfinn states gruffly as he rolls his hazel eyes towards the trembling blonde. The coward couldn't even look him in the eyes.

"I have the money right here, Thorfinn!" Canute states this in a nervous manner as he brings out a large stack of bills and hands them to Thorfinn.

His eyes light up as he smirks and looks up. He absent-mindedly counts the money. "Two hundred and fifty bucks for a simple tattoo? Man, I knew your pops was rich, but I didn't think he'd let you blow your fortune on this shit." Thorfinn scoffs as he takes another puff of his cigarette and then stomps it out.

Canute's ocean blue eyes look at Thorfinn widely, as he is unable to understand the boys actions. "Actually, my father doesn't know about this; no one does. This just stays between you and me, right, Thorfinn?"

"So, the pretty little princess finally grew a pair, eh?" Thorfinn replies snarkily as he throws the blonde a glare and rolls his eyes. He plugs in his equipment as he gestures for Canute to sit on one of the slowly leaking sinks. "Guess I can keep your secret. No ratting me out. Or, your father may just find out how much you love wearing lipstick and dresses." Thorfinn wolfishly grins at Canute as he points towards a ghastly bite mark on his neck that alternates between shades of violet and crimson red.

Canute gently takes a seat at the sink as the words register within his mind. He covers his face in his hands as he refuses to meet Thorfinn's eyes. "I didn't mean to bite down that hard on you. I just got... excited." Canute murmurs softly as he wishes that he could become one of the spores growing out of the tile floors.

Thorfinn throws his head back and barks out a laugh as he shakes his head. He punches Canute's shoulder weakly as he takes his hands away from his face. "I'd prefer you bite harder. I want everyone to know how much of a bad boy you secretly are." He teases Canute lightly as his grin only widens. 

Canute looks at Thorfinn as the red hue on his features becomes darker, and he fails at articulating another word. "Lighten up. Tell me where you want the tattoo." Thorfinn trails off as he gently places one of his weathered hands onto Canute's thigh. He gently squeezes it as he leans into his ear and speaks in a husky voice, "princess."

Canute may as well have died on the spot. His pupils dilate so large that they look like stuffed animal eyes. His heart is pounding so quickly that it may as well have broken the speed limit. His mind shuts down as he reacts in the only way he knows how. He presses a curt kiss on the blonde's lip as their mouths intertwine for only a single moment. Canutes breathing is rapid as he pulls away, and an embarrassing string of spit interconnects them.

It is now Thorfinn's turn to be stunned as he blinks owlishly. After a moment, he regains his normal passive and sarcastic demeanor as he gently unbuckles the longer blondes belt and slides his blue jeans off. "You may as well have just paid me like that. I know exactly where your tattoo is going now, pretty boy."

Canute refuses to respond as he quickly shuts his mouth so his jaw doesn't hang open. He quickly closes his legs as he realizes how vulnerable he looks stripped of his pants. Canute almost missed the slight blush on Thorfinn's features. The way his legs closed as well as the way he kneeled towards Canute He taps the side of Canute's thigh as he shakes his head.

"Relax. Nothing I haven't seen before." Thorfinn throws Canute his signature smug smirk, and for some reason, it only allowed Canute to relax. His muscles untense and his legs open enough for Thorfinn to take in all of his bare skin.

The hours of school pass by as Thorfinn ends up locking them both in a stall so he can work in peace and quiet. He also wanted to give Canute privacy. He doesn't need to ruin his boyfriend's reputation. He occasionally swears under his breath when some dickhead shits too loudly or those stupid motherfuckers start smoking while he's trying to work.

He works diligently, as his fingers never leave Canute's thigh. He grips the flesh as if it were a life line. A nice, hand-shaped bruise will be left there. Just enough to leave a faint mark, but not enough to hurt Canute. Thorfinn would never forgive himself if he did that.

The thin lines of ink slowly take shape into intricate details. Thorfinn's style of art is provocative and vibrant, as he blends his many ideas into his boyfriend's thigh. The tattoo isn't much larger than his palm and is hidden inside the boy's inner leg. All of the thick and thin multi-colored lines weave together like a spider web to create a design of a dagger with the gay pride colors.

Canute marvels at the tattoo as his eyes tear up. He is unable to formulate any words that would describe how honored he feels. How safe he feels. He wants to... His train of thought is cut off as a gruff and demanding voice is heard from the other side."Are you skipping class again, Thorfinn?" The harsh snapping of the school resource officers voices can be heard. Snake wasn't surprised that Thorfinn decided to hide in the bathroom all day. He is able to tell that it is Thorfinn. His oh-so-precious guitar is sitting in its case on one of the school's broken sinks.

Both of their eyes meet as they think one thing in unison: fuck.

Inspired by: @mexicancat-girl

For: @kelolololol

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[apawtheosis]

Welllll. I didn't take that break I said I would. Got too emotionally invested 🥴

The canon must go on! So here's the first chapter of the final part to my Askeladd/Reader fic. It'll be a little bit of a doozy, sorry.

#askeladd x reader #askeladd #x reader fanfic #x reader #Vinland saga #vinlandsaga #vinland saga fanfic #vinland fanfic #fanfic #my writing

[almost-blondee]

Shit Disturber

Thorfinn x Reader

Reader is Askeladds daughter

Fluff, mentions of the deed, SFW

word count: 1.2k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#thorfinn x reader #askeladd #thorfinn #vinland saga x reader #vinland saga #peakland saga #fanfic

[shinjisdone]

𝑉𝜄𝜋𝑙𝛼𝜋𝜕 𝑆𝛼𝑔𝛼

(𝘼𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮)

To Soften A Warrior's Heart - War Arc

[Scenarios of crawling your way into Thorfinn's heart in the form of headcanons. Slow burn. Each part follows an chronological order and will loosely follow the plot of season 1]

Sᴇᴀsᴏɴ ₁ ﹙Wᴀʀ Aʀᴄ﹚﹕

Part 1 - (Meeting Thorfinn at 14y/o)

Part 2 - (Meeting & bonding with Thorfinn at 17y/o)

Part 3 - (Blooming friendship with Thorfinn)

Part 4: - (Thorfinn unwittingly opening his heart)

Part 5.1: - (Headcannons of sweet things Thorfinn would do for you)

Part 5.2: -(Headcannons of other sweet things Thorfinn would do for you)

Part 6: - (Meeting Canute and becoming his guard - Thorfinn accepts your relationship and bond)

Part 7: -(Canute grieving over Ragnar and Thorkell catching up to you; Thorfinn leaves you behind for revenge)

Part 8: -(Thorfinn wins against Thorkell; Questioning your bond with Thorfinn)

Part 9: -(Meeting Leif and Thorfinn dueling Askeladd)

Part 10, Finale: -(Thorfinn and you bound by heart; Promises toVinland broken and abandoned)

#vinland saga #thorfinn karlsefni #thorfinn #thorfinn karlsefni x reader #vinland saga x reader #thorfinn x reader #vinland saga headcanons #thorfinn headcanons #gender neutral imagine #vinland saga imagine #thorfinn imagine #thorfinn x you #prince canute #canute #askeladd #thorkell #thorkell the tall #my fanfic #my writing #new tag heehee #TSAWH

[greenofhue]

Fond

another short thorfinn fic!! This takes place in the Baltic Sea Arc, the night after the jomsvikings fight/after they were disbanded, I didn't edit it much so beware of any typos!

Thorfinn lies asleep on the bed. Back facing me; his blonde hair merging with the furs, the cushions filled with golden straw. Firey shadows dancing across him; warm and focused. I can't help but be reminded of the dream I keep having. The wood crackles, tumbling over as it cools. He stirrs. Suddenly I am frozen in place. Yet, his movement is slow and sluggish. Slight relief fills me, as he sleeps- chest rising and falling- I think of his ribs. I think of the bruises.

I promised myself not to dwell. But perhaps it was the combination of fatigue and sight of him that caused my mind to fall back to the thought. The dream. We were both running through some field. I could never remember where, but I knew he was taking me somewhere. I keep running after him. Reaching, but he was so fast, and all I could see was the back of his head slipping away into the field. I could still feel that feeling after I woke; that he was going somewhere that doesn't need me. I couldn't help but feel it now even as he slept. It pulses in my heart, this terrible feeling.

I see that glimmer in his eyes all the time. The ocean, the woodlands; distant, eager atonement. His words are simpler, heavier, engraved with more than he lets on.

It constantly made my head spin; emotions I hadn't even registered that I had about him. Fear, frustration. I worry too much and I say too little. I wonder if it is because I fear it won't matter. The sight of him, full of arrows on his knees. He is chasing after something, something that isn't meant to be. Eventually it will fall through; this belief. I can't help but hope that I'm wrong.

"It's stupid." The words are airy, and yet ripped out of me. Full with the weight of something as they leave mouth. "I keep seeing it- this day. That we all loose you."

Impulsively, regretfully I draw my hand out from the warmth of my own furs. Resting it along his spine. Warm; enveloped. And I am following, counting his steady breaths as if he were something that could vanish at any moment. As if these breaths are numbered.

My words continue, being pulled; drawn out of my chest, "You're becoming careless. Wreckless with your life." I pause brows knit together, mulling over my thoughts before I speak. "I can't loose y-"

The furs shift with a weight pushed into my hand as he leans into my touch. Panicked, I remove myself. Falling deeper into my chair.

I felt a slight sense of loss when my hand left his back. I knew that my touch was just purely out of care, but I couldn't help but want more. As my hand left his skin, I felt a little colder. I watch as he stirrs, drifting; leaning into my dissipating warmth, into my now foregone embrace. Yet for that moment, the sudden fear, and frustration felt so small. The feeling of that was a bit intimidating, but familiar all at once.

I low rumble filled the room as he spoke. His voice was soft, filled with conviction. And I was startled by how much truth was hidden behind his words as he spoke.

"I would never leave you guys."

Dread shoots up my spine. Had he heard everything? No. He would've said something else. The realization sets in. 'you guys' - Not 'you.' I mentally punch myself for being so stupid. So vulnerable. Silence englulfs the room in a thick haze. I'm not sure how to respond. Am I over thinking it? Why would I?

Before I can even spit something out, Thorfinn turns to face me. A pained look on his face as he holds his side where the stitches were.

We are close. Close enough that I could make out his features in the dim lighting. His short unruly hair. Scar carved into the surface of his flushed cold cheeks. A face forged by the sea, hardened by years of war; still as soft as ever as he watches me. Eyes tracing the sight of me, and I'm drifting. Loosing any words that I might've had before. If there was ever a time to say my convictions, then it was right now.

For the first time in years, I can't hold his gaze. And for the first in time in years, my heart is pounding out of my chest. The feeling is familiar. Panicked, and the strong urge to run away; Embarrassment?

"Pfah," I choke back compelling laughter.

"What is it?" He squints, I can feel his stare; worn and heavy. Still, all the more focused as he watches me. My head is pounding now with too many things at once.

"I'm, sorry."

"Sorry?" He echos.

"I didn't realize you were awake." My gaze stays locked to the floor boards. There are twice as many cracks in the wood than usual.

"I'm the one who should be sorry."

Almost impulsively, my gaze finds his again. He stares at me, then at the bed, bashful; perhaps even as embarrassed as I am. Hands loosely clasped on his lap.

"I didn't mean to scare you. Or the others."

I turn my gaze to my hands, picking at the skin. I exhale deeply, consciously realizing how quiet it is that I'm not saying anything. And that I probably should say something. My body sinks deeper into the chair.

"I had a plan, I didn't go in there blind." Thorfinn continues, exhaustion evident as his shoulders fall, rousing from the warmth of the bed.

"Yeah, a bad one that almost cost you your life." I bite back a scoff, watching him rise. The skin on my hand turning red from my little habit.

"I know." he whispers. Leveled with me now as he sits on the edge of the bed, facing the chair I'm seated in. I notice how close our knees are.

He watches the cooling embers through his lashes. "I'm sorry."

"You know how it is. Out here." I sniff, nose runny from the seeping cold. "Those people need you." I purposefully leave out myself. Feeling his gaze on me as a result. I ignore it, wiping the hair from my eyes.

Words drift as the silence stretches out. Almost tangible. Obviously waiting for the things left unsaid; the doors left open. Thorfinn, deep in thought- rarely is he ever not in thought- opens his mouth to say something.

But I'm already standing. Air escaping my lungs. Wood creaking beneath my feet as I'm shifting from one foot to the other. Sheepish in all my ways. Ready to leave. Ready to forget this night, to forget what I feel- what I can't seem to face.

"But do you, need me?" Thorfinn breathes. Quick at the sight of me leaving. His words impulsive, yet so carefully chosen. The crack in his voice betraying him.

The question didn't startle me as I thought it would. I know him. I knew it was coming. He's always been blunt like this. Whether that was a good or bad thing.

Yet, it sets me off. "It's not fair." I turn to him, "What would've happened if you had died?" Despite the fear in my voice, the words are harsher than I intend, they ring in my ears.

"I had no intention of dying back there." He stands in defense. Though part of me doesn't even believe him.

"But you almost did!"

And suddenly it feels like we've already had this argument before. I'm fond of the burden he carries, I wish things were different, but they aren't. And just as soon as the argument starts, it ends.

"I know- I know." His words are heavy. Laced with something distant, something far off as they leave his mouth. And I can recognize it just as well as he can. Guilt.

"That doesn't make it anymore right." I barely whisper, sitting back down. Tension and exhaustion strung in all the way to my bones. The ache in my limbs grow, there's never enough time to rest.

"Then I'll make it right." His gaze turns back to his hands. Drifting over the scars there. I find myself watching too. "I promise."

The words ring, he's going somewhere that doesn't need me. I sigh, worn out. Reasoning with him is like trying to tell a goat to fly. "Then start with trying not to get yourself killed all the time." Hiding the desperation in my voice before I speak again, "Please?"

"I promise." He echos. But I know that words don't mean anything. Not here, not with this.

Yet I still cringe as the words leave my own mouth, trying not to believe them. Not to believe that it would make him stay. It's better not to dwell. It's better not to dwell. It's better not to- "I don't not, need you."

Regretfully, I look up to meet his face. managing to catch the subtle twitch in the corner of his lips. Fleeting, there for just a moment. "Never thought I'd actually hear you say something like that." He pauses, impishly. "To my face at least."

Oh- he did hear me. And when his gaze meets mine, I am painfully reminded of how the warmth from his back felt, seeping into my hand. I avert my gaze to the side.

"I meant what I said." I speak into the cold.

"As did I."

"Yeah, about what? Promises you can't keep?" A dismissive scoff escapes my mouth, digging into the wound a bit more for good measure. Part of me doesn't even realize how well I mask these feelings into defensiveness.

"To you and everyone else." He chuckles, trying to make light of the situation. Which turns into a small fit of coughs as he holds his injured chest.

I take the chance to jab at his side, causing him to bat my hand away in pain. Still coughing and laughing. "Yeah, you deserve that." I grin, a breathy chuckle growing in the air.

"Shu-" More coughs, "Shut up." He manages to wheeze out, still fighting away my hand.

Part of me knows this; familiarity. It's so easy to have my guard down around him. To laugh at each other like children. Yet these flaring feelings surprise me again when he catches my wrist. And perhaps it was even just a flicker of his past self. That old cocky arrogance when his lips upturned into a grin. "What? Not funny?"

"No." I frown, distracted. "I completely love seeing you in pain." I put on a devilish grin. Making an effort to pry my wrist out of his hand. "Forgive me?"

"Always." He exhales from his nose, rolling his eyes. Acting annoyed, but clearly not fooling anyone. He enjoys this too. The familiarity.

Yet I couldn't help but notice the way his thumb naturally traced along my wrist, tracing the curve of my skin in a way that was endearing and almost tender. Holding onto me a little longer than he actually should. He hesitates before dropping my wrist. Eyebrows furrowed and turning his gaze away as if forgetting something important. And once again these feelings resurface a tenfold.

Silence falls upon us again, taking over the room. He watches irresolute; brown eyes heavy against the faltering cracklings of flame. It felt as if we were both still processing everything, and he could tell that I wasn't sure what to say as well. It left me uncertain of what was going on between the two of us. We had both uttered some sort of truth for one another. But It's easier to pretend. It's safer this way. It always has been.

"I'm sorry." I breathe. Finding myself saying that a lot recently.

"For what?"

"Bout' what I said before."

"That doesn't matter." He shrugs.

"Why?"

"Because it's the truth, is it not?"

I watch his hands, how his thumb mindlessly traces the curve of his knuckles. I notice how he does that when he's thinking, trying to frame out his words.

"Do you.." He spaces out the words with hesitance, "Feel some way about me?" He finally whispers. And I notice how his breath is shaky; uneven.

The the same feeling from before returns. Increased heart rate, panicked, the strong urge to run. Yet I don't feel like running this time. Reminding myself to breathe. Instead I feel the urge to turn and face him and-

"Yes. I've grown, fond of you." I don't turn my head. Instead I watch the shadows dancing across my lap. Fond, that word sticks in my mouth like a taste you can't get out.

"Fond." Thorfinn breathes out as if he was anticipating something more. But I know him too well to know that something as simple as that is enough for him. And my mind focuses on the whisper of that one word. Repeating over and over. Fond, fond.

"Are you surprised." I whisper. Trying to swallow down this feeling that I did something wrong. That I shouldn't have said anything at all.

"No." He averts his gaze.

"Why?" I can't stop myself from inquiring more, I should stop.

"Because.." he trails off, "I have many reasons." He replies, voice a soft hush as if thinking about something that was pushed far away and buried. Feelings resurfacing.

I'll end this here. Snapping my thoughts together, I stand from my chair. "I should let you rest." I try not to look at him, it's better not to dwell. "The others want to be out of here by daylight. Who knows what Thorkell might ask of you in the morning."

I'm so stupid, so incredibly stupid. I should have never said that. Never said anything at all. And suddenly all these feelings are rising like ocean tides, I feel it in my throat.

His fingers close around my wrist in a swift motion, the suddenness of it catching me off guard. At first, all I registered was the warmth of his touch against my skin. Hands, scarred and callused. A constant reminder of my doubt. Of my fear.

"Why won't you look at me?" His voice, barely above a whisper, breaking through the silence like wind through a wind chime.

I'm not brave enough to meet his gaze, yet I picture it. Eyes like deep caverns of brown, like the woodlands; so familiar over the years, etched into the fabric of my every memory.

"You don't want to know how I feel? You'd rather run?" I can feel the way he's searching all the angles of my face.

"It doesn't matter what you feel, or what I feel." Do not dwell.

"Then why did you say it?" His words convict me. "All these years, why now?"

"I barely even said anything!" My voice is high in my ears, as if I were about to start laughing at the stupidity of the situation.

"But you did." Thorfinns voice is firm, laced with so much belief, so much certainty.

"I don't-" I shake my head, I can't think straight. "You're always like this. Saying things and doing things. Stop confusing me." My voice is strained, tired. "It's not easy."

"It's never been easy!" His voice is soft and desperate for me to just listen.

"And it never will be easy. Not now. Especially not with this." I reason, "There's always going to be something." I trail off, guiltily. The burden hangs heavy. Survival, fear, regret. "We aren't like everyone else, you and I aren't made for this," I shake my head. "All I know is now, and surviving now. There's no time for anything else."

"I know that- these things- but It's made us the same." He breathes, trying to find his words. "All these years-" I feel his hand reach to cup my neck, thumb along my cheek, his voice faltering with the words,

"I just- I know you." His is touch so gentle it's almost ghostly. I don't think we've ever been so close before.

Everything moves so fast that I remain rooted in the stillness of the moment. Slowly faltering, loosing the urge to retreat as he draws nearer. His forehead meets mine, a gentle collision.

"Please- stay." Closer, closer. I can feel the warmth of his breath seeping through all my layers of cloth and furs. Closer, and I can feel his heart racing just as much as mine. Closer still, until there is nothing left.

I could feel the warmth of his skin, the slight tremble of his touch as he hesitates for a fraction of a moment. It was fleeting, almost instinctive as his lips brush against mine. A soft pressing; hardly a kiss. Each movement deliberate yet tentative. His breath, warm and steady, mingling with mine. The warmth from his lips linger long after. As if it etching itself into my skin, and I feel lost when we part; breaths mixing with the dark aroma of burning logs, I look at him. Hand still cupping my face, his hair tickling my forehead. He smells like the woods before rain.

Eyes the color of bison hide, watching. Darting from my lips back to me. Flustered as ever, never would I have expected such a bold act from him. Dusty red tints his face, rushing to the tip of his ears.

And he whispers to me, "I've, grown fond of you as well."

#thorfinn #thorfinn karlsefni #vinland saga #vinland saga thorfinn #vinland saga x reader #thorfinn x reader #aaaaaa thorfinn brainrot #writings #fanfic #vinland anime #vinland fanart #vinlandedit

[fairyceridwen]

#i know someone had to have done this already but #einar #vinland saga #manga edit #i may or may not be rereading these ketil farm battle scenes while im writing a certain fanfic #the urge to write this line in and have askeladd laugh #well i mean hes already liking einar for telling off canute it wouldnt be that far off

[nekojirou]

Ao3 fanfic art: Holy and unholy (or How to conquer England with a comb) by errataporridge

One of my most personal favorite.

When I first read this, I knew the writer has style. But it's a bit slow-paced and I thought "this is not so good" until... it became amazing.

It touched my heart, gave me feelings. Maybe because I can relate to both of the characters, specially Canute and his gay guilt. "The holy and unholy..." how could someone so adorable and innocent be called "unholy" it's offensive. But of course, they can be. If unholy things are ugly to our eyes, it'll be far more easy to do holiness... but the urge to do "unholiness" is something innate to us sinners. It makes me wonder about the author, maybe we can relate to each other.

"...the unpronounced syllables of a name that over time had started to become bland from having sucked all the flavor out of it, leaving only the dissatisfaction of never having found it again: not on the lips of his wives, nor of the servants’, nor of the noblewomen’s, nor of the occasional men’s he had no difficulty in obtaining.

The inability to find it, or perhaps the impossibility of feeling it, as if he were by now insensitive to the taste and of that happiness there was nothing left but the frustrated memory of having tasted it only once."

These lines left a bittersweet trail in my heart.

I love that there's "flash forward" scenes. It gave such impact on the current situation.

It's weird because it inspires me to make a yuri comic based on it. I hope the author will allow me.

Edit: I found out author's tumblr account: @errataporridge

I'd like to thank you again. I hope you won't stop writing and I know very well it's not only me who you'll inspire.

#vinland saga #canute #thorfinn karlsefni #thorfinn #thornute #prince canute #ao3 fanfic

[kate7h]

I Found - Vinland Saga canon divergent fic

Chapter 1

I just completed this thing, so I thought I would post a thing with the first chapter linked. But it's completed finally, and wow I'm amazed it ended up around 65k

#vinland saga #thorfinn #gudrid #gudfinn #thorfinn x gudrid #art #fanfic

[i-have-no-enemies]

Ao3 is down… how will I cope when I can’t read the same 10 Vinland saga fanfics on repeat all evening😭😭

#vinland saga #fanfic #text post #shitpost #ao3

[thepeculiarauthor]

Askeladd is one of the strongest, well-written antagonists/protagonists I've ever seen. In this essay, I will--

#askeladd #vinland saga #vinland saga fanfic #vinland saga askeladd #vinland saga season 1 #vinland saga season 2 #vinland saga anime #vinland saga manga #thorfinn

[4seasonsofart]

The light of the night sky never seems to brighten the burdens within Thorfinn's heavy heart. The cool chill of winter nips at his sides and freezes over his soaked clothes. Each constellation holds a memory in his heart. Many nights while traveling to avenge his father, he learned the stars above to track his travels. Tonight the constellation of his father hangs overhead, Dain, the constellation he learned on his first night without his beloved father so long ago.

He imagines that his father is looking down on him from Valhalla. He imagines that one day he may be able to reach the stars just like his father and join him. To be immortal. Oh, such bittersweet memories denied to him by the monster who has made him.

A familiar set of boots is heard by Thorfinn, although he stays put in his sitting position. The man that he has begrudgingly sworn to protect makes the decision to sit next to him on the grassy knoll. Thorfinn shoots a glare half-heartedly at Canute, who isn't directly staring at him. His ocean blue eyes are trained on the stars that Thorfinn so admires.

An unbearably soft and comforting hand envelopes Thorfinn's own without him realizing it. He is about to shout and curse at Canute, only to find that he is unable to do so. A sickeningly sweet emotion rises within his chest. It is light and airy, like Freyr's winds, and as precious as Thor's hammer. Thorfinn objects to this weakness in his body, but it has only been growing since he first set his hazel eyes on the young prince.

"You are injured and freezing." Canute states in a tone that Thorfinn is unable to identify. It is loving, tender, and sweet, and it reminds him of how his mother used to speak to him. Only, it was somehow so much different.

"Why do you care, princess?" Thorfinn sneers weakly as he is suddenly more aware of everything going on around him. The gentle snores of the animals in the woods, the small distance between the two men's bodies, how quickly Thorfinn's heart is beating while awaiting Canute's response.

"Is there a reason I should not?" He inquires rhetorically as he removes his royal cape and wraps it around Thorfinn's battered figure. Canute leans into Thorfinn to provide him with more warmth, and the injured blonde chooses not to move. Something in him seeks out the prince's warmth and covets it. An almost invisible blush creeps across Thorfinn's features as he stares at the stars instead of the man that is near him.

They both stay in the clearing on the grassy knoll for quite some time. Both of their sets of eyes stay trained on the stars. Both men know that some things are best left unsaid in this world. Although enough is said about how at peace Canute is while leaning against Thorfinn, about how conflicted Thorfinn feels while near Canute.

-

A little blurb from a fanfiction that has been in my drafts for over a year now. I never had the heart to finish it, so here is a piece in case I never do. I felt this particular part was too sweet not to share.

#vinland saga #thorfinn #thorfinn karlsefni #canute #vinland saga fanfic #thorfinn x canute #thornute #canfinn #i love these two #i love them so much #my favorite ship #I had to do them justice #let me know if you want the actual fic #that would be a lot of revisions and a long time from now but yk #thorfinn using constellations and loving stars has always been my headcanon #makes sense #right?

[jotaromane]

Thorkell x fem! reader (smut)

hi, this his my first post on this app!! sorry in advance for the grammar errors, i'm french soooo i'm practicing writing in english,, i hope you enjoy this os about Thorkell <3 i just love this man so much

including : oral sex ; face sitting ; dirty talk ; praise kink words : 1054

Not only were you desperate for sex, but also nobody would notice that in the camp. Nobody except Thorkell. The way he looked at you when you rode your horse. The way he smirked when he noticed your legs pressing around the horse to make him move forward.This could be me, he used to think. 

Tonight was the night, you knew it when Thorkell convened you in his personal tent. He pretended that you two have some things to share about the next battle. Liar. But his lies didn’t bother you. Of course they didn’t. 

-You wanted to see me, Thorkell ? you asked innocently. 

The sexual tension was definitely there. Thorkell was barely naked, only wearing thin pants. You could admire his enormous shoulders, connected to his generous chest and abs. He truly was a giant.

-Actually, I wanted to see you tonight, he responded with a strange smile on his face.

It was a hungry smile. Oh god, you thought. He desired you so badly. You approached him, slowly, but surely. His eyes opened wide when he saw you innocently pull your tunic so he could see your breasts through the fabric.

-Fuck this, he growled by taking off the banda he always used to wear. Do you want to do this with me ? Now ? 

-Isn’t it why you wanted me to come ? 

-I wanted you to come to me, but I would add that now, (y/n), I want you to come for me. 

You couldn’t wait any longer. You barely jumped into his powerful arms, and he adjusted the grip so your cunt and his cock were meeting deliciously. Immediately, you could tell that it was huge. His lips crushed on yours, and you appreciated the kiss like it was your first. 

-Take off your clothes, he ordered. I’ll do the same. Where do you want to do it ? 

-On your bed, you responded without hesitation. 

The blankets just called the two of you. It was sweet and warm. 

-(y/n), sit on my face. You can’t imagine how many times I’ve pictured myself doing this with you… 

-Will you shut up ? you said, falsely irritated. 

With no pity for him, you took out his breath with your flesh. It was now your turn to skip a beat : Thorkell ate you like you were his last meal ever. His middle finger pushed his way into you as he caressed your clitoris with his large tongue, circling it. Your legs quickly started to shake over him, but he supported your weight easily with his arms. You could feel the pressure of his hands on your thighs. You ended up coming on his satisfied face a few seconds later. 

-That’s it, baby, he said while tasting you even better. You taste divine, just like I’ve imagined you would.

As a response, you caught his blonde hair in your hands, so you can pull them to help you push your body on his insatiable mouth. He chuckled a little but understood the assignment. 

-Will you now fuck me like your guards told me you will ? 

-What did they tell you ? he asked, while wiping his shiny mouth.

You went down from his chest so you were on the top of him. You could feel his tip waiting to slip into you.

-They told me that… You were a beginner, with no experience…

Thorkell frowned like a kid. It was nearly cute until he said : 

-When I’me done with you, I’m gonna cut their heads off, I swear. But for now, let me prove them wrong. 

Without any warning, Thorkell pushed him into you with no mercy. His hugeness made you scream. He didn’t seem to care and started to pound into you. You could tell he was in pleasure by his eyes literally devouring you. He caught your breasts in his large hands and started massaging them. 

-Fuck, you sighed. You’re so good. 

-Tell it again, he ordered.

-You’re doing it so well, Thorkell the Tall. Love your dick so much. 

Thorkell literally shivered when he heard you calling him by his nickname. He continued to fuck you until, your legs started pressing around his. 

-Gonna come, babe ? 

And before you could answer, he pushed you off him. Surprised and frustrated, you looked at him with an angry look. 

-Get on all fours, (y/n), I beg you. I’m gonna finish you this way.

With lust in your eyes, you obeyed. You felt his cock fill you again and again. In this position, he could fuck you faster and harder. Paradise. 

-Oh my God ! you said after he roughly smacked your butt. 

-Move on it, babe. I wanna see your perfect ass wiggle on my cock before I come on it. 

With tears slowly filling your eyes, you obeyed and took all the pleasure he could give you. After all, creating this story about the guards wasn’t a bad idea. Thorkell took your breasts back in his hands, and pressed them softly. It became hard for you to catch your breath and he noticed it. 

-Stop resisting me, he said. Let it go around me. 

-I just… I’m gonna… 

But you couldn't finish your sentence because your orgasm catched you like a hurricane. Your walls squeezed around Thorkell’s cock, and he let go a satisfied sigh. He slipped him out of you and started jerking himself. You wanted to help him. 

After noticed you moved to go towards him, he gently pushed you on the bed. 

-No, babe, stay like that. I'm coming on your ass, that’s what I want. 

You said nothing and felt his cum spurt on your body. You were recovering from your second orgasm. 

Gently, Thorkell took you in his arms and placed you under the heavy blanket. You could fall asleep just now, what happened just got all your energy. 

-How was it ? he asked by caressing your hair. 

-Hm…Not bad. Maybe I’ll consider meeting you again… 

Thorkell put on his animal gaze. If you two didn’t just had sex, you could tell that he was ready to eat you alive. Now. 

-What about tomorrow night ? I can’t wait to fill this pretty chatty mouth with my cock. 

hope you liked it<3 gonna post more OS soon,, i'm sorry in advance, idk how to use this app honestly :(

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The final chapter of part 2 is up!! Gonna have to collect my thoughts before I start the final part but hopefully it’ll be soon! 🥰

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