#harald hardrada x reader

[miss-madness67]

Warm Welcome (Harald Sigurdsson)

You are the welcome committee for Prince Harald.

You dreaded being the designated welcome committee for Prince Harald. Jarl Haakon, your mother, was too busy playing hostess for the rest of the travelers to care for a man with no crown. And thus, it became your duty to wait for the Prince’s arrival. You briefly remember meeting him a few years back when you were a kid, but your memories are hazy and indescribable. If you are not mistaken, he was a cocky kid, not that you blame him considering his social status. Nevertheless, he was too high up his horse that he never noticed the rumors going on about him. Not even now, as people talk about him and the unlikeliness of his brother giving the throne to him after his death. Most of the time, you rather not involve yourself in such matters. You are comfortable enough being a shieldmaiden and staying away from political schemes. It does not help, however, that your mother is the Jarl of Kattegat.

When the boat from Ringerike finally docks, you are chilled to the bone from the harsh winds. All you want to do is curl up in your bed after a long day of training. So, it is not surprising to say that you are angsty at the Prince for unknowingly forcing you to give up on your comforts. He does not come alone, but with a small fleet at his side. There is a clear air of royalty coming off him as he approaches you. Harald looks at you up and down, that cocky smile you remember too well adorning his face. He is handsome, and you can openly admit it; his face is masculine and pretty in an almost painful way to watch.

Once he is a few feet away from you, he greets you happily. You give it to him, Harald is charming. “Prince Harald, it is a pleasure to see you after all these years. I take that you are well?” You try to muster your best smile, but it is not an ounce like his.

His response is smooth as ever. “It has been a while indeed. You look as beautiful as ever.” You are surprised he recognizes you.

“My mother has asked me to accompany you to your lodging, she is quite busy at the moment, but she will greet you as soon as she is free.” You want to get this over with as fast as you can.

Apparently, you are not as good at pretending as you think you are, because Harald sees right through you.

“Very well, I thank you a lot for your hospitality.” Instead of sounding angry, though, he seems amused. “I will follow you to my chambers… and perhaps after we can both rest, you look tired. I have heard a warm bath always helps.” That is probably not the first time he has used that line, but you have to admit the look in his eyes makes you consider the proposal.

This was likewise my first Vikings Valhalla writing. Would you like me to write more of that fandom?

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[phenomenal1500]

~In The Gods' Favor~

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A/N: This is a combined request asked by three anons on Tumblr. I felt like these requests could fit together perfectly and I hope you all like it!

Summary: Reader is stuck in an arranged marriage with Harald and sees his scars by the Pechenegs for the first time.

Timeline: Season 2, after the Pechenegs.

Pairing: Harald Sigurdsson x Fem!Reader Warning: Smut, breeding kink, arranged marriage.

Sitting in the gorgeously decorated great hall in Kattegat, Y/N was watching the Norsemen feasting and celebrating because of her marriage with the new king of Norway. However, everything didn't sit right with her.

How could other people be happy at such a time but her?

She knew who she married. King Harald had made sure to meet and spend time with her before their marriage so she wouldn't feel overwhelmed marrying a stranger, but happiness? That she couldn't express at this hour.

Perhaps it was because she was closed off to new opportunities or perhaps because she had built a wall so she didn't have to let him in, but she simply couldn't be excited even though she had to admit the norseman was besides attractive also very lovely and caring.

"You're doing alright, sæta?" King Harald slowly dropped himself beside her on the small bench that she had been sitting on all evening now.

"I think I'm doing fairly well." She nodded and looked back at the exciting and hopeful crowd again.

"We're giving them hope." He whispered, laying his large hand on her lower back. "We must think about that."

"I've never been much of a leader." She admitted, for the first time not backing away or pushing his hand away either. Sooner or later things had to get more heated between the two so a simple loving touch didn't bother her so much anymore. "These people.. they aren't my people."

"After today they are, love." He slowly rubbed her back and tried to make her look at him. "They're as much my people as they are yours."

"Out of everyone, why me?" She finally pulled her eyes off the crowd and back to her husband.

"You seemed sweet and very quick-witted." He smiled. "And from the moment they introduced you, I knew you would stand by me proudly."

"I'm not standing anywhere yet." She may have already been royal before they married, but since she was the youngest of her sisters, she had never been taught how to be a proper queen. She didn't trust herself to lead a country yet.

"You will soon." He gently lifted her hand to his lips and gave the back of it a soft kiss. "Trust me when I say you were born for this."

"I trust you." She slowly nodded and had a slight blush on her cheeks.

"That's all that matters." He gently lifted her chin with his index finger before he closed the gap between them, catching her lips with his as he pulled her in for a slow passionate kiss.

"King Harald." She panted softly after she pulled away, cheeks even redder.

"Not the right moment?" He stroked her hair, letting her decide for herself if she wanted to continue the kiss. He wasn't going to force her into anything. That wasn't like him. If the kiss wasn't what she wanted, Harald would apologize right away.

"No, it's not that." She cleared her throat nervously, but instantly relaxed in his touch. "However, perhaps we should go somewhere more private?"

"Is that really what you wish for, Y/N?" He whispered, cupping her face with his hands.

"I think so." She was a bit uncertain, but she preferred some alone time with the man anyway. The crowd only made her feel more pressured to show forced love to him, and if the traditions were true, after the wedding celebrations six people would accompany them to their bridal bed and she would rather experience things alone with him before that.

"Come on then, sæta." He got up and held out his hand which she took without any hesitation.

She wanted to be out of there badly and especially if it meant exploring her feelings with him before anyone would witness it.

She couldn't imagine how forced and hurried that would be like.

The king brought her to their now shared bedroom, helping her inside before he closed and locked the door so no one could get in and harm them. "You're certain about this my queen?" He questioned again, just to reassure himself that she wanted this too and he wasn't forcing her into anything. He had been raised to respect and care for his women, no matter if it was an arranged marriage and they had to by tradition.

For him and a lot of other Norsemen, unlike the men from England, it was important both sides wanted this.

"Yes, I'm sure of my decision, Harald." She smiled a little, feeling soothed by the way he made sure she was okay with such a thing at all times.

"Come over here, gorgeous~." He returned the sweet smile and watched the woman obey him, carefully closing the gap between them herself now.

Right when she took the last step towards him, she could feel his warm lips on hers again. Tongue playfully exploring her mouth, he sneaked his arms around her thighs and picked her up that way, holding her close to him.

She had to admit it made her feel feelings she never thought she was capable of feeling and here she was, experiencing them with a man she actually started to desire.

"My king~?" She blushed and cupped his face, staring deeply into his darkened eyes filled with lust.

"You're allowed to only say my name, Ketta. You are my wife, not an unknown person to me." He spoke against her lips softly and she nodded.

"Harald~?" She licked her lips slowly to taste more of him when he carefully laid her down on her back.

"What is it?" He made sure to caress every inch of her body, starting with kissing her shoulders as he unlaced the laces of her dress located between her breasts. It instantly made her feel flustered, but didn't stop him and he didn't stop either.

Lust was slowly taking over~ they needed each other badly.

"I desire you." She felt her heart speed up a bit when he took off her dress more with every kiss. It even doubled its speed when his hands and lips finally found her breasts, fingers trailing up and down her breasts before rolling her hardened nipples between his fingers and kissing the valley between them. It instantly caused a strange sensation in her body and she suddenly felt the wet heat worsen between her legs.

"I desire you too, ketta." He muttered against her soft skin, hands moving down to her sides and down to her hips as he pushed the fabric further down.

There she was, bare and open to him.

He had to admit it made his cock grow solid in his trousers right away when he saw her gorgeous body, but he was holding himself back and keeping himself calm.

He wasn't a quick-fuck type of guy, he wanted to treat her like the queen she was.

Despite how he felt about how beautiful she was, she herself was slightly anxious. Nobody had ever seen her without clothes, let alone this vulnerable too, and especially after he slowly spread her legs.

"All I'm asking of you is to loosen up and let me take care of her, sæta, that way it'll feel the best."  He ran his fingers over her wet pussy lips to worship it gently and pulled his hand back again. He knew he had to be careful with her and that's why he needed her to relax for him.

"I'll try my best, Harald." She mumbled, nibbling on her lower lip as he suddenly got on his knees in front of her. "What~ what are you doing?"

"It's okay, my love~." He reassured her as his lips touched her inner thigh, giving it sloppy wet kisses as he trailed his way up to the place that needed to be touched the most.... The place that was aching and begging for nobody but his touch.

"Please." She panted softly, letting the small beg roll of her tongue before she could stop herself. She honestly didn't really know what she was begging for, but it made him chuckle and before she knew it he was giving her clit a loving kiss too. Her chest immediately went up and down faster because of it and the pleasure that shocked through her body increased especially when he wrapped his lips around it and gently started to suck.

That brought her to Valhalla right away.

"Mmhmm~." Y/N arched her back, loving the new delightful feelings as he licked her up, giving her wet pussy long and slow licks before going back to sucking. "Harald~."

"I know, ketta." Harald growled, his hands stroking her inner thighs as he dove right back into her ocean. "I know it feels good." He spoke straight into her core, her whole body shivering because of it.

He needed her ready for him.

He needed this to feel good for her.

Lifting her legs and resting them over his shoulders, he licked her insides a little faster. He wanted her pretty pink pussy more than soaked and ready to take all of him and in no time her legs were already shaking.

He knew she was close, but unfortunately for his beautiful wife he wasn't going to make her cum so soon.

Harald pulled back, his beard covered in her juices, but he didn't care. His eyes landed on his wife again, her pretty eyes filled with lust and her cheeks having this cute red tone, she was so precious to him. "You prefer to have all of me?"

"Yes. I would love to have all of you." She smiled after she managed to get out of her stunned embarrassed state. This was all new to her and seeing him this shameless was unusual so of course it was normal she had to get used to the barefaced activities.

She slowly sat up though and actually managed to help her husband take off his armor before her eyes suddenly landed on the horrifying scars on his chest.

"What happened...?" She raised her hand and carefully outlined them with her fingers.

"It happened before I was crowned king of Norway. A man named Vitomir promised to pay me and my friend Leif a lot of treasure if we could deliver something to the emperor in Constantinople." He proudly explained while he unlaced his trousers. "But there were many Pecheneg camps settled along the shores we sailed."

"Pechenegs...?" Her eyes shot up to his deep hazel ones, staring at him with a slightly dropped jaw.

If there was anything she heard about Pechenegs, it was that they were extremely violent, well, they loved giving their enemies a tough time.

It was a wonder Harald was still alive.

"Yes, Pechenegs." He nodded and crawled on top of her in a hot way, his hands resting on either side of her head to keep his body weight off of her. "The cowards pierced my skin and string me up by my chest to see how much it would take for me to beg for mercy, but I never did."

Y/N listened closely to the king, but actually focused more on the ugly scars.

"Do they still hurt..?" She pushed herself up on her elbows to kiss each scar.

"No, neither do my muscles." He kissed her forehead. "So do not worry about me. We're not here together and bare to worry about my injuries."

"I know." She suddenly blushed again when she felt his hard cock pressing against her thigh. She then wrapped her arms around his neck while her legs spread some more on their own to make room for him between them. "I can feel that we aren't here for that."

"You want it~?" He teased playfully, rubbing his tip between her wet folds which got her body squirming with need.

"Yes, please Harald." She begged, her eyes never leaving his as he grabbed her hand and brought it down to touch his perfectly curved cock.

God, he would be able to hit every spot so well.

"Guide him, love." He let her feel around his already rock hard cock, jerking him a little, and he loved the way she was too embarrassed to look down at what she was doing. It was adorable.

"Guide him...? I don't know how." She whispered, glaring down for a second as he gave her a hint, pressing his tip softly against her tight entrance.

It made her bite her lip, nervous at the sight of him so close to her dripping pussy.

"Right there, guide him in ketta." He whispered in her ear, kissing her neck afterwards while she slowly guided him inside of her tight entrance.

Harald could feel her body protest by the unfamiliar stretch, but he could also tell she wanted this so badly by the way her walls were clenching and throbbing around his big cock.

Slowly, he moved his hips forward into hers, feeling her pussy trying to adjust to just his thick tip as she closed her eyes.

"How are you feeling, love?"

"Wonderful, strange, a slight sting as well perhaps?" She named everything she was experiencing so he could understand what she was feeling and his large hands rubbed her hips to help her body relax again.

"It'll feel like Valhalla soon." He groaned deeply, his cock sinking deeper inside of her while she nuzzled his neck. "And the more we do this, sæta, the better it'll feel for her."

"Really~?" She smiled and gasped when Harald repositioned her hips to a different angle that made his cock go deeper.

"Yes~ and if the gods are in our favor, we might be granted lots of children as well." He wrapped one of his arms around her arched back to keep her that way while he thrusted a bit faster, the curve of his cock brushing against her spot perfectly over and over again.

"I'd love to have your children one day." She moaned softly, tightening her walls around him.

"I know you do." He smirked and reached down between their sweating bodies, fingertips stroking that small bundle of nerves to help send her over the edge. "It's alright, ketta~ let it go and give me what I want so I can give you my seed and have you bear my children."

Her body began to shake by his words and she couldn't suppress her loud moans anymore. This feeling, the feeling that was so right and wrong at the same time was just too enjoyable.

She and her body couldn't take much more of it honestly.

Inhaling deeply, the woman gave into the strange yet delightful feeling and finally the knot of pleasure exploded, the wonderful feelings coursing through her entire body as she clung to her husband.

"Harald~ oh gods." She smiled and panted, feeling his cock twitch against her spot before he came deep inside of her and coated her tight walls with his seed.

"You felt so perfect, my queen." He buried his face on the crook of her neck, leaving short loving kisses there while he slowly thrusted his cum deeper into her.

"So what now, my king?" She spoke softly not to interrupt the peace they both felt and he carefully pulled out.

"We go back to the feast and make sure we do this again at the end of our wedding~ hoping my seed will take soon." He smiled and gently helped her stand up so he could redress her.

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[aikaterini-drag]

Behold, the fierce Harald, draped in fur, a warrior's warmth amidst the cold winds of the North! 🌬️🛡️❄️

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[phenomenal1500]

~His Wild Bull~

Masterlist A/N: This was requested by DEVILHORNS on Wattpad. I hope you love it! ♥️ Let me know if anyone enjoys this OC and want a fan fiction out of this. I also will be taking a break from the smut for now. I'm so sorry for the once who requested anything with smut over the past few months. I won't be writing them anymore. I found out they take me so much time and the joy in writing them is long gone, it's way too frustrating. I perhaps will eventually take smut requests again, but for now the only smut that will come out is from myself if I ever feel like it.  Summary: Harald is surprised by his wife taking control. Timeline: Harald as the new king of Norway. Pairing: Harald Sigurdsson x Fem!OC Warning: Detailed smut, dick riding, dom/sub.

From a distance Harald let his eyes wander off to the gorgeous woman found on the other side of the feasthall, his gorgeous woman. Thyra was the only daughter of King Canute. A strong blue eyed, black haired woman born and raised to be a great queen to her people someday.

The moment he learned about her existence and her still unwedded status, he proposed to fill in the roll of husband and king.... but only once they build a connection to know what they were getting into of course.

He didn't want to instantly overwhelm her with the thought of marriage and he did have the need to get to know her first as well. However, after their first evening spend together watching the stars reflect into the ocean, he knew he was falling in love already and she had to admit she was too.

"Harald?" Thyra had slowly walked his way after her conversation ended and took his hand in hers.

"Yes?" He smiled sweetly and took her other hand too, noticing she was looking tired.

"Could we perhaps go to our room?" She rubbed her eyes with her free hand after she let go of one of his, yawning a bit too.

"Tired, my love?" He smiled and sneaked his arm around her waist.

"Yes." She nodded and he smiled.

"Come on then, my queen." He laid his hand on the small of her back and led her to their newly shared bedroom.

"Thank you, Harald." She smiled and followed sleepily, but something he didn't know yet was that it was all part of an act.

If he had been paying a little closer attention to her, she knew he would've probably figured out what she truly wanted within one look, but she also knew that if there was something involving her he would never question it and make sure she was comfortable at any cost. That's why she took advantage of that opportunity.

"You want me to stay with you while you rest?"

"Yes, I would love that." She smiled and casually dropped her fur cloak and her dress from her shoulders, letting it pool around her feet as she looked up at him. "That would make me feel at ease."

He nodded, but didn't meet her gaze. He was too busy taking her beautiful bare body in, but she unfortunately didn't give her husband much time to admire her. She turned around within a few seconds and acted like she was busy with the sheets. She needed to hold her position, keep her sneaky lie around for a little while longer as she very slowly moved onto the bed.

She tried to be so so innocent about everything, but he already knew what she wanted the moment she didn't let him see her face anymore.

"There's something else you need from me first, don't you~?" He growled lowly and took a step closer. "You aren't tired~."

"I was tired of the feast, but not too tired to have a long night with just my husband~." She giggled a little and felt his strong arms wrap around her slender waist, his chest pressed firmly against her back now.

"Why didn't you tell me before, my queen? I'm happy to take care of her when she needs me." He confessed and pulled her from their bed, kissing her neck gently as his hands massaged her hips soothingly.

"Even so- that's not what she currently needs from you~." She turned around in his embrace and all of a sudden pushed him onto the now already messy bed. "She wants to take care of you this time."

"Me?" He smirked, caught by surprise when before he knew it his back hit the soft bed beneath him.

"Yes. You." She rubbed his thigh close to his cock and unlaced his pants with her other hand. "So lay back and let me, my king. I'm certain you won't regret it." She pushed up his shirt as well. 

Harald nodded with a wide grin, but first helped her strip him from his armor before he obediently laid back down against the headboard and watched her elegantly straddle him.

 "You're so gorgeous. You're everything I could ever wish for." His hands instantly went back to her sides to caress her and she bend down to connect her lips with his, grinding her hips against his with lust. She needed him to know she wasn't playing around so the kiss wasn't as soft or gentle as usual. Instead, it was filled with lust and dominance and she adored it how quickly he switched to giving her full control. 

She loved being nasty with him for once, to show him he didn't always have to be gentle with her and that she too had a wild side he could admire. It surely wasn't as if he didn't enjoy her like that either. He was taken back by her sudden boost of confidence, yes, but he honestly couldn't wait for more....

His cock was already rock hard and throbbing, the control his woman showed him freeing a glimpse of desperation in his behaviour.

He needed to feel her.

All of her.

But he really, really tried to hold back. She was in charge, not him, and he wanted to give her the opportunity to fully have that control she urged for. 

His loving eyes looked up when he let his fingers dance across the soft skin of her thighs, meeting Thyra's ice blue eyes, and he could see a small smirk appear from her lips when she noticed his thick cock twitching.

She knew he couldn't wait much longer and honestly neither could she. 

Within one quick motion she instantly mounted him, a long moan escaping from her mouth while she felt herself stretch around him. "He fills me up so well~." Thyra added softly, but tried to control herself and grind her hips right away once again. 

She couldn't let the pleasure get ahold of her yet, not with the ideas she had in mind for them.

Taking every inch of him the best she could, a hot and pleasurable flame washed over her as she rode him at a steady fast pace. A rough pace she always wished to ride him in. 

"Oh gods~ my love~." Harald growled lowly and his hips thrusted deeper inside of her everytime she rocked her hips. 

"I~ I know~." She moaned in response, too busy making them feel good to form full sentences anymore. His cock just simply made her feel so heavenly and him fully pressing inside with each thrust specially timed to match her riding was way too pleasureable. His thrusts truly created a perfect harmony between the two lovers and the time of soft dirty talking slowly came to a full stop. They weren't capable of doing so anymore and whenever they tried to whisper sweet or nasty nothings in each other's ears all their words came out as sloppy moans and whines. 

Thyra let her hands run over Harald's sweaty chest and he groaned, sitting up more to kiss the top of her breasts and leave some bite marks to show off she was forever his. 

"Mmm~ I love you, Harald." She giggled softly at his actions and suddenly moaned his name louder again when he shoved his cock even further inside of her to hit that deep spot, making her walls squeeze him as she came hard. 

She was so tight and warm, so inviting. 

The handsome man growled and followed her quickly by the tightness of her walls wrapping around him, holding her down on him as he felt the heat of his release fill her. "I love you too, ketta~." He whispered and very gently put a stroke of hair behind her ear, watching her as she tried to relax while the enchanted feeling in her abdomen was still lingering around. "You're doing okay?''

"Perfectly okay." She smiled and let her body rest against his, embracing his neck as she rested her face in the crook of his neck, his hands wrapping around her lower back to hold her too. 

"My wild bull." He smiled, kissing her shoulder.

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[phenomenal1500]

~Princess Of England~

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A/N: This was requested by an anon on tumblr. Don't be too tough on me since I'm still experimenting with writing for Harald and I hope you loved it! ♥️

Summary: Harald meets the hidden princess of England as he visits Wessex, the woman clearly exceeding his expectations in more ways than one~

Timeline: Unimportant.

Pairing: Harald Sigurdsson x Princess!Reader Warning: Mentions of smut, none detailed smut.

For days Harald did not rest, nor did he take even a small break from rowing at sea with his men.

The waves were as big and dangerous as Jormungandr sharp teeth, the sky was as black as the dark and gloomy Helheim, but thankfully Thor's lighting crashed into the deep waters right in time to fight of Jormungandr and to make sure the Vikings could safely seek their way to England.

Not that any of it would matter to Harald, none of it could ever bring the man to a halt. The viking was far too enthusiastic to finally continue his search for a beautiful wife who he could have a son with to even think about stopping his journey.

Harald could still remember the sudden heartwarming feeling he felt in his heart when he arrived in Northern England after just 10 rough days at sea.

The feeling of hope.

Hope he could find himself another wife who he could share a son with.

It was always his dream to find a woman who was sweet, caring, but also bad ass, not to be messed with. Though it became harder and harder to do so. Most of the women in Norway who Harald had grown a liking towards had already been taken or preferred to be by themselves and so Harald's search continued. He wasn't a man to ever force a woman into marriage without her consent and so he decided to look further in other places such as England.

He and his men traveled around England and its beautiful kingdoms for two weeks in a row before finally coming to a stop in Winchester where Harald was offered a place to stay by a nobleman and his only daughter.

He had accepted it not knowing about the woman yet until he saw her come home that one night....

She was wearing a beautiful white gown that hugged her curves beautifully, her long glowing hair was pulled up into a braided bun with a few wavy strings framing her friendly face and her neck was wearing a necklace made out of pearls and silver.

She looked like royalty for sure.

"What is your name, Ketta?" [Female cat, kitten.] He had asked with a pretty thick accent, his body automatically standing up to approach and greet the gorgeous woman.

"Y/N Y/L/N." She looked him up and down for a second and looked at her father with secret admiration. "We're giving shelter to a Viking?"

"A Christian Norseman." He sternly replied to correct her and her lovely gaze returned to Harald who was smiling at her.  He couldn't help it. She looked too cute.

"A Viking." He whispered back as he bowed his head, winking at her secretly so her father wouldn't notice it and it made her respond by giving him the sweetest smile he had ever seen anyone give him.

"What is your name?" She returned the question, but he was already too lost in his wandering thoughts.

Thoughts he would never say out loud.

Thoughts that were too sinful for a Christian to even hear about, but he wished they would come true nonetheless.

~~~

"Harald~." Y/N moaned the man's name softly into his ear, her face nuzzling his neck while riding his cock at the speed she desired.

He could only imagine himself meeting her slow pace with delicious and perfect rolls of his hips deep inside of her. Give her everything she wanted and needed. Her hips already widened and her belly showing a small bump where their son was growing in, caressing it as they made love.

It would be a sight he so badly wished to see.

~~~

"Sir?" She tried to get his attention.

"Harald Sigurdsson~." He answered as he tried to push the thoughts aside not to let it affect him too much and get him hard in front of her. He didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable and scare her away. "King Harald Sigurdsson." He corrected himself. "But keep that a secret for me, yes?"

"It's a pretty name, am I allowed to call you just Harald?" She played along, acting like she hadn't heard anything about the king part.

"Of course, Ketta." He smirked a bit, his mind thinking back to what his name would sound like if she moaned it to him.

"Let me show you around Winchester before dinner, Harald." She offered and held out her hand, feeling a warm comforting feeling in her body as he took and caressed it.

It was as if she already knew him and it made her feel safe.

"King Harald, are you still listening?" She pulled him out of his thoughts from the past few weeks as she gently tugged at his shirt.

"I am, Sæta." [Sweetie, cutie] Harald gave her a friendly bow, still holding onto her hand even after hours of the woman leading him around the quiet and pretty parts of Winchester.

"It gives me a warm feeling when you call me that." She blushed a little and watched her feet as they walked.

"You understand what I'm saying to you?" He gave her hand a soft squeeze and she looked up at him, nodding while staring into those handsome eyes. "How?"

"I'm not fully English." She explained, bringing the viking back to her home so they could sit in the fantasy-like garden her father owned and have some alone time together. The garden was a private place where no one was allowed to come but the owners so she felt like it was a perfect place to continue their conversation.

"You're a Viking?" He watched her closely and it suddenly clicked in his mind.

Her interest in him and his people.... her rare beauty.... the way she spoke and even understood certain Norse words....

She clearly wasn't a Christian free willingly.

"Partly, yes." She smiled proudly before it changed into a sad glare, staring into the horizon that was turning darker as the time passed. "But I was raised here because my mother, the queen, didn't allow me to go home with my father."

"You're a princess? Then why are you living with a nobleman in Wessex?"

"She was ashamed she was with child by an affair with a Viking at the time, so she hid me away and gave me to one of her personal guards to raise. Together he and I moved to Wessex to start a new life away from the throne."

"I'm sorry, princess." He rubbed the palm of her hand with his thumb, sighing.

He really felt strong feelings for her already, and he'd love to show her his life someday, but it was truly all up to her.

"It's okay, it's not as bad as it sounds. My 'father' doesn't forbid me from learning your language or about your gods, he prefers me to stay quiet about it however.... so no one suspects anything and will take me away from treason."

"You'd like to come with me back to Norway?" He closed the distance between them and stroked a piece of her hair out of her face, deciding to go for it and show her how he felt before it was too late.

"You.... You would take me with you?" She blushed and leaned into him, her arms wrapping around his neck slowly.

"If that's what you wish for, Ketta~." He licked his lips and she stared at him with sudden lust until she suddenly heard children laughing and running through the garden which made her back off.

"Children, what did I say about running through the garden like this?" She chuckled as they ran up to her with huge smiles and pouts.

"No running or we'll accidentally hurt ourselves." They replied in unison and she smiled, getting on her knees to be at their height.

"Good, so don't do it again, okay?" She ruffled a young boy's hair and handed them all an apple one by one. She knew it wasn't 'allowed' to take care of the orphans of the city when you had a high title, but she couldn't care less. They were children. They were hungry and they needed help. If she had her own home she would've probably taken them all in, but she sadly couldn't so this was the least thing she could do for them. Besides, there were enough apples growing on their trees anyway. A few missing wouldn't hurt. "Now go before the city guards see you children here. I don't want them hurting you."

"Yes, Y/N. Thank you!" The oldest girl hugged Y/N and brought the children safely back to the streets.

"You'd prefer to come with me as queen of Norway instead~?" He smiled, trying to keep his needs from taking over as he held her body close to his.

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~Wake Up, My Love~

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A/N: This was requested by DEVILHORNS on wattpad, thank you so much for the request. I hope it's okay. ♥️ I changed it a bit so it wouldn't look too much like the last one.

Summary: Reader is injured after the waterfall incident and Harald helps save her.

Timeline: Season 2, after the waterfall scene.

Pairing: Harald Sigurdsson x Fem!Reader Warning: Angst.

"Y/N!" Harald pulled himself out of the calm river and coughed up the water stuck in his lungs as he crawled onto the shore. The impact of the boat hitting the water really struck his head, headache now pounding and making the man feel dizzy. "Y/N! Call out to me!"

"She's over here!" Mariam yelled back when the woman spotted her unconsciously floating by the wreckage. Still swimming to shore herself however, the prince helped her the last part and together they rushed over to the wreckage that was left of the boat. "Oh, poor dear." She whispered, lifting her out of the river with Harald.

Y/N had multiple cuts on her body, but her broken legs were their biggest concern. If she woke up, that would be something that could hold them back for real. It didn't look too good and an injury like that wasn't something they could fix easily. He was lucky with Marian alive and well since she had most knowledge of the group, but even she seemed concerned for a moment.

"You think she'll be alright?" Harald whispered, carefully laying the woman down on the sand. They couldn't move her too much and as long as she was out of the water it was good enough.

"Yes, but I need some long thin sticks and some rope. Can you look for those, Harald?" She questioned calmly, trying to see where her legs were broken and where it needed help the most.

"Yeah, I will start searching right away. Is that everything or is anything else needed?"

"That's everything for now. Please hurry." She smiled sweetly despite the stress they were in, just to give him a bit of hope and comfort.

They both knew Y/N needed to wake up soon or she could drown from the water in her lungs and her leg had to be put back into place or the damage could worsen so they needed to think and act fast. Those were important reasons for Mariam to ask Harald to be sharp and quick so a bit of hope couldn't hurt him. It only motivated him to be fast.

Harald rushed to the forest side of the shore and found some long thin, but also strong sticks and brought them back to Mariam within a few minutes. He then also climbed onto the wreck to grab the spare ropes they had brought in case the sail ropes snapped and tossed them to her as well. There was no time to waste.

"Are those strong enough?"

"They're perfect, now I need you to position yourself right beside her and put your hands here and here." The woman quickly pointed out to Harald to hold Y/N by her shin and thigh and explained to him what way to move her leg to put it back in place. He had more strength so he was the one who had to do so, also because Mariam was still busy building her structures.

"In this way...?" He followed her instructions carefully because even though she was unconscious, he couldn't live with himself if he hurt her more than was absolutely necessary. He really didn't want to mess anything up.

"Yes, now move to her other leg. They both need to heal correctly if she wants to be able to walk again." He watched her, quietly hating this. He didn't want her to die or end up with an everlasting injury, but he was terrified of hurting her as well. "It's okay, Harald. It's best for her." She reassured him and he slowly nodded, repeating the action with her other leg too before he let Mariam tend to her legs any further.

It was clear she knew what she was doing as she put together two support structures for her legs to stay straight.

"Will those help her heal?" Harald just watched for a moment, finding it fascinating.

"Yes, and most importantly it will give her some relief. It prevents her from moving her legs too much and will keep them straight." She cleared up what she was doing and he nodded, holding the still unconscious woman's hand gently.

"That's amazing news. Now all you have to do is wake up, my love." He whispered against her forehead before giving it a long lasting, but soft kiss. "All you have to do is open those gorgeous eyes and tell me you're okay."

Nothing happened though and her breathing even lessened.

"I think she has too much water in her lungs." She looked at Harald and he suddenly noticed her chest rising and falling quicker.... She needed air and fast.

He checked her pulse and waited for Mariam to finish putting on her structures before moving the woman to her side carefully, lightly tapping on her back and working from top to bottom to get the water out of her lungs. It worked as a small warm stream of water started to leak from her mouth.

"Where did you learn that?"

"My father once taught me at sea the first time we sailed to England." He spoke proudly and watched the woman cough up more water, a sign she was getting air and she was waking up. "Y/N?"

"Harald...?" She groaned, the pain of the fall just now hitting her.

"I'm right here, love." He held her hand close to his heart. "We'll get you out of here safely."

"You promise...?" She mumbled, eyes trying to focus on Harald's.

"I promise. You're safe."

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~Pray To The Valkyries~

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A/N: This was requested by DEVILHORNS on wattpad, thank you so much for the request! ♥️

Summary: Reader is heavily injured after a tough battle and Harald tries to patch her up, scared she will never wake up again.

Timeline: After the battle in Kattegat, season 1

Pairing: Harald Sigurdsson x Fem!Reader Warning: Angst, blood, violence, eventually fluff.

"H-Harald...?" A weak voice called out from behind the prince, his head turning to the sound immediately until he came eye to eye with his woman falling to her knees. Blood was dripping off the sword's edge that had found its way through her fragile ribcage and soon after her mouth was starting to leak the red thick liquid as well. "I.... I need you." She spit out, choking on her blood as soon as the sword retreated and made its way with its owner into the shadows of Kattegat once again before Harald could stop them.

Surely he did wish to find and punish her attacker for what they did to her, but the prince's priorities lay with trying to get to his lover through the crowd first. He hopelessly needed to be with her and quickly.

"Y/N! Love!" He yelled after her, absolutely terrified for her survival as he pushed himself through the fighting warriors.... but the closer he got to her, the further away she seemed to get as well.

Harald knew his mind must be tricking him, but the scene that played before him soon became a never ending loop of watching her get hurt by his mistakes and losing her just before the time he arrived. It was horrible and traumatic and that sight, the sight that broke his heart into a thousand pieces and haunted him without a doubt, was his worst nightmare coming true.

The prince never meant for her to get hurt.... He was supposed to protect her.

Everything was his fault. Everything....

He promised to keep her safe....

Bang!

Shocked, Harald shot up in his bed. His heart was pounding out of his chest and his body couldn't stop trembling as yet another loud thunderclap followed.

Bang!

It seemed the storm still hadn't passed even after a week of lighting and thunder, but Harald was thankful for Thor waking him from his haunting nightmares tonight.

It wasn't fair for him to be asleep if his woman was doing her best to remain alive.

It just simply didn't sit right with him.

Bang!

Yet another loud thunder crack followed, but this time he managed to calm his mind enough to finally look at the sick woman beside him and noticed her wound had started to infect again.

"Oh no, not again.... Sæta, wake up...." He tried to shake her as gently as possible, stroking the sweaty and sticky hair out of her face as well to give her more room to breathe.

The last couple of weeks, fever took over and it wasn't getting any better. Her body didn't stop shivering and sometimes she couldn't even remember who he was because of the lack of vision, increased fever dreams, and food she didn't manage to keep down. He knew death was right around the corner to claim her, but no matter what, he still constantly tried to cool and feed her in the hope she perhaps still had a chance to heal and survive. He didn't want to lose her.... Definitely not before he himself was waiting at Valhalla's doors for her.

She just couldn't go first....

"I know you're fighting, ketta, but I need you to wake up." He was desperate to see her at least move so he knew she was okay. "Please." He whispered to her, trying to fight the tears as there was not even a soft sigh or a small finger movement coming from her.

Was it truly over...?

No.

"I'm so sorry." He pressed his forehead against hers, clearly regretting ever taking her to war with him even if she demanded so. He knew Y/N was a strong shieldmaiden, but her opponent had seemed to be stronger and it now cost him her life. "I'm so so sorry, sæta."

"For what, Harald?" He heard her warm and lovely voice echo through his head and he closed his eyes, clenching his jaw to keep himself from breaking down completely. "Harald, sorry for what?" The voice repeated itself softly and then it suddenly occurred to him it was a weak and cracking voice, not a warm, lovely one. This wasn't in his mind. He suddenly looked into her beautiful eyes that were wide open now and he noticed her malnourished body started showing other signs of life again too. Small muscle movements, shallow breathing, it was enough for him to feel hopeful again and he smiled at her with the biggest smile ever.

"For taking you with me that day." He replied as softly as possible though not to trigger any headaches or so. "You're awake."

"I suppose I am." She smiled a bit and tried to lift a hand to caress his jaw, coughing to the side softly.

"How are you feeling?" He carefully stopped her and laid her hand back down. He didn't want her to move much because of the still healing wound and lack of energy. She needed everything to heal, time for affection would come later.

"Weak.... Sick.... but surprisingly hungry." She held his hand and what she said surprised him in a good way. This was the first time in a month she told him she was hungry, the first time in a month her body wanted food.

"I have dried meat for you? And some clean water to relieve your sore throat a bit." He got out of bed and grabbed the food that the maidens had made for them the other evening. He didn't want to waste it since it was still good enough to eat. Besides, when he was busy he didn't mind eating his dinner for breakfast too.

"I would love that." She smiled weakly and it made his heart melt. He missed that pretty smile. He always adored and cherished it whenever he saw one.

"Here, beautiful." Harald grabbed the cup of water first and carefully placed the cup to her lips so she could drink. "Just take a few sips, we don't want your body rejecting it again."

All she did was nod and swallow a little bit of the water before signing to him it was enough.

"That's enough?" He asked, sitting down beside her again.

"Yes. Thank you, Harald." She coughed again and groaned from the pain her aching muscles gave her.

"My pleasure, Y/N." He loosely wrapped his arm around her to comfort her and they both shared a silent moment. She knew despite trying to survive herself, he was in pain too. It wasn't the same pain, not fatal pain, but she knew how terrified he felt seeing her so weak and hurt and so she would keep on fighting for him as well.

After a quiet embrace, Harald sighed. "I thought you were gone.... I thought the Valkyries had taken you from me.... but I prayed to them everyday to give you a chance." He stared into her eyes with his own bloodshot ones. He wasn't a man who liked hiding his feelings from his woman and so he was always honest when something was on his mind. "I was terrified witnessing how quickly you lost your strength and started to grow sick. I was afraid that one day I would come home and you had left for Valhalla without me there for you. I love you too much and what happened haunts me."

"I know it does, my prince, but I'm starting to get better." She kissed his cheek gently. "I can feel it. This infection will leave and I will stand by your side strong soon again. I love you and nothing will take me away from you sooner than what's planned for us."

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~Kattegat's River~

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A/N: This was requested by an anon on Tumblr. Thanks!

Summary: Skinny dipping with Harald, your best friend.

Timeline: Doesn't matter.

Pairing: Harald Sigurdsson x GN!Reader Warning: None.

Harald Sigurdsson, the future king of Norway, had just arrived in Kattegat and rumors began to spread across the city instantly.

He had accomplished great things they said and every woman waited in line to speak to him, but not you. Harald and you had met in your childhood years and couldn't be separated ever since, so of course you knew he would come to you first and ignore every other woman in his way. This made waiting of no use.

Instead, you decided to bath yourself in the pretty blue river just outside of Kattegat. No clothes, nothing. You knew no one would come there and it was a safe place to do so, therefore you simply let the cool water carry you away and surround your body in a relaxing way, not caring about anyone seeing you.

The relaxation made you forget about the time however and when you looked at the sun and turned around, you could see an already shirtless Harald.

"Y/N." He smiled and kept his eyes fixed on yours, giving you your privacy as best as he could.

"Harald." You smile, not caring about him seeing you bare like this. "You came back safely."

"As always, ketta." He undid his trousers too which made you turn pink a little and flawlessly dove into the river, swimming to your side of the clear river. You had no idea he would ever join you like this. "Why? You got worried about your king?" He teased and splashed some water your way.

"A little, you should've been back last month." you strictly kept your gaze up to meet his beautiful eyes and to avoid anything else, splashing some water back.

"I liked it there so much I tended to stay a little longer~." He joked, getting closer to you and caressing your warm cheeks as you blushed. "However, I did miss you."

"I know." You smiled and caressed his jaw in return. "I did too, but you're here now~ safe~ that's all that matters to me."

His hands went to your hips and rubbed them soothingly, checking you out a bit even though he would never be the first to express his feelings towards you. He didn't want to ruin the special bond you two had simply because he had needs and so gave you the honor to, if you were ready, make your move first. "You look even more gorgeous than before I left Kattegat."

"You look worse." You trailed your fingers down his muscular chest and to his v muscles, chuckling to yourself. "Tired, and injured."

"But handsome nonetheless~ right Ketta~?" He picked you up and forced your legs to be wrapped around his waist as he brought you to a more shallow part of the river. He knew you were tired too and had the need to relax. That's why Harald didn't let you swim on your own back to the shallow side, another reason was he could still stand where you were, you couldn't, so it was easy for him.

"Handsome as always, your highness." You replied, lips brushing his chapped ones as he sat down with you in his warm embrace. "Handsome as always~." You softly repeated against his lips, snuggling into him as he massaged your lower back. "Welcome home, Harald."

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~Save From The Pechenegs~

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A/N: This was requested by DEVILHORNS on wattpad, thank you! ♥️ I merged two requests of yours together since I thought it would make a fun longer one shot.

Summary: Reader is determined to save Harald from the Pechenegs and lets her get taken to them.

Timeline: Season 2

Pairing: Harald Sigurdsson x Fem!Reader

Warning: Angst, blood, violence, torture.

Looking at the shore and the forest behind it as she climbed out of the freezing water, Y/N noticed Harald wasn't with the surviving group. "Where's Harald?!" She yelled after them, watching everyone stare at their feet after they watched her drag her soaked dress over the sand.

"Y/N, Harald has been taken by the Pechenegs. He convinced them we were dead." Mariam gently took her hand into hers to calm her, knowing the news was going to scare and upset her. "He made sure we were safe to travel along without troubles." She continued and pointed in a certain direction before stroking her hair back, knowing it was tough to realise what happened to her lover.

"I'm not leaving without Harald." She hissed, staring at everyone who still tried to avoid her eye contact. "Are you all seriously considering leaving the prince behind without even trying? He's the one who got us this far. Without him we won't survive a day out there and it won't help us get the men we need from Constantinople."

"Y/N, it might already be too late for Harald." One of the other men whispered.

"No." She shook her head, denying the thought completely. The prince was a survivor, he was alive for sure. "He's not in Valhalla yet, the gods will give him more time."

"If we want to rescue him, we should have a plan first." Leif suggested, but once again she shook her head.

She didn't want to waste time on a stupid plan that was doomed to fail.

It always ended up with improvising eventually so why not do it right away?

"I'm not going to wait until we come up with a pathetic plan." She gathered her weapons they had pulled out of the water earlier and started walking the way Mariam had pointed in as she talked about Harald.

In no way was she going to let him die.

She knew she reacted unreasonable to her friends, but she just wanted her lover back, even if it meant her own journey to Valhalla.

She needed him safe as he would have kept her safe in a situation like this as well.

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Sprinting through the dark trees, avoiding roots and sticks, she eventually found a meadow with the temporary Pecheneg camp. The colors the banners carried didn't mean much to her as she walked right up to the camp.

Was it stupid? Yes. Did she care? No.

Holding up her hands as she dropped her weapons, the men grabbed her by her hair, dragging her across the dusty floor until a man with black hair yelled after them to stop and bring her inside. 'The leader', she assumed since everyone stopped right away and carried her in, legs still dragging over the gravel.

It caused tears on her knees, but she didn't care anymore when her eyes finally landed on those of her lover's.

"Harald." She whispered, so relieved to see him mostly okay.

"Love? What are you doing here?" He looked confused as he eyed her up and down to see if she was mostly doing okay.

"Came to rescue you on my own." She flinched a bit when they forced her on her bleeding knees next to the prince. "Gods...."

"Yes, they're not very respectful and gentle." He watched her, hating the fact that he couldn't hold her hand or help her soothe the pain in her knees.

"Since the prince here survived his torture for the evening." The Khan began, standing up from his bone-made throne to walk up to the woman. "I want to find out what a female viking can endure." He lifted her chin to force her to look at him as a terrible grin crossed his face.

"You leave her alone." Harald growled, trying to get out of the Pechenegs' grip to break the Khan's hand for laying a finger on her.

Even though he knew she could defend herself, touching her even if it was only her chin was a no go for him.

"Torture...?" Y/N watched Harald and suddenly noticed the deep cuts in his chest. "What did they do to you...?"

"It's okay, sæta." He gave her a warm smile. "It'll heal strong again. They can't tear me down that fast."

"Why don't we start with strikes?" The Khan smirked and his men all laughed, immediately agreeing with their leider.

"Strikes...?" She repeated softly, narrowing her eyes as the men suddenly dragged her by her hair to the middle of the room. "Watch it!" She hissed, but of course they couldn't care less and ripped the top of her dress, exposing her to the whole room when it pooled around her waist and her breasts and stomach were bare.

"I will kill you if you hurt her!" Harald growled louder and groaned when they pressed into his cuts with a small hunters knife to silence him.

It didn't stop him however.

Harald instantly managed to grab the tall slender man behind him by his hair despite the pain and pulled him to the floor, taking over control of the knife and planting it into his neck as Y/N was hit by the first whiplash.

It got him absolutely furious.

She was in this mess because he got taken by the Pechenegs in the first place and now they were hurting and scarring her.

Y/N's entire back was bleeding from that one whiplash, but never did she make a sound and she wouldn't continue to do so for the ones to come either. She was going to be strong like Harald. She had to stay strong or he would lose focus and make mistakes.

Quietly watching the prince fight off whatever man came onto him, she could feel another strike hit her back and noticed the thick red blood drip down her sides and legs. Whoever was hitting her was too strong for Harald to take on by himself, but as long as she could keep him busy he would be okay. They could outrun the lasting men if they were being smart about it.

Harald got his hands on a nearby axe after slicing the rope he was tied with and then chopped another warrior's hand off before hurrying to Y/N and picking her up before the man could respond.

It cost him all of his energy to get her away from him and out of the tent, his chest muscles starting to give up and that's where she had to jump in. Carefully getting out of his arms, she supported him to the horses and cut them loose.

"Get up, Harald!" She yelled and he somehow managed to get onto the horse before she climbed on top too, kicking its side to make the horse run off thankfully in time. She couldn't care less what way the animal was running as well, as long as she and Harald were going to be safe and out of the Pechenegs' sight.

"I love you, sæta. Thank you." Harald panted as he rested his body against the Horse's back and neck, tired and in pain.

"I love you more, my prince. Now let's go find our group. Mariam can help us treat our wounds."

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