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lexyleblancc · 1 year
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Something nicer {Sihtric}
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Summary: Sihtric takes care of his family during the night of a storm. 
Dad!Sihtric x Fem!Reader
Warnings: nothing, unless you fear children and a simp of a man :)
Word count: 699 haha nice
Disclaimer: Not proof read, we die like men here. Also have decided to make this a little series of the TLK men being dads because it warms my heart
There had been rumors of a storm hitting, and Sihtric couldn’t be more happy that he had made it home before it hit. The nights had been getting colder, almost unbearably cold. Furs were piled high on all the beds at night, roaring fires hit in hearths to keep the chill at bay. You were curled into Sihtric’s side, your nose cold and red from being the only part of you visible under the mountain of furs you curled under. The man sucked in a breath as your cold nose made contact with his neck, making him shiver. The door to the bedroom creaked open, making the restless man look up, seeing the small figure of your youngest child standing there, holding a small stuffed bear tightly in her arms. 
“Da, it’s so cold.” The little girl cried quietly. Sihtric sighed, sitting up and letting the furs pool around his waist, the cold air hitting his skin. 
“It is.” Sihtric agreed, motioning for his youngest to climb onto the bed. “Lay with your mom, keep her nice and warm and I’ll go get the fires going again, okay?” He cooed softly, tugging the furs over the young girl and kissing her forehead. In your sleep you reached out for your daughter, pulling her closer to you and letting out a soft hum. Both Sihtric and your daughter let out small laughs, before the man stood from the bed and found the closest tunic he could reach. 
The wooden floors were half frozen, sending shocks through him as he quickly rushed to the living room to stoke the fire before heading down the hallway to the children’s room to stoke that one as well. Sihtric almost cursed the day you insisted on giving your children the larger room with a fireplace in it, but they would always come first. He just prayed to the Gods you would be able to move houses soon, somewhere that was much larger and had a fireplace in every room to keep the family warm. 
Your two oldest children were curled together in one bed, shivering under the furs while the man worked quickly to warm them. The middle child, your only son, had abandoned his bed at some point in the night to help keep his older sister warm during the night. Once the fire was roaring once more, Sihtric grabbed some of the extra furs from a chest beside the door and covered the children, kissing both their foreheads before leaving the room quietly. 
When he was finally back in his and (Y/N)’s room, he smiled fondly seeing his wife and youngest child sleeping soundly in each other's arms. He slowly slid back under the covers, reaching over your daughter who laid contently between you two, and pulled the both of you closer to his shivering form. 
“Where did you go?” You asked, your voice laced with sleep as your eyes opened slowly to look at your husband. 
“Just fed the fires.” He told you softly, pushing some of your hair away from your face as he smiled widely. “Gave the children some extra furs to keep them warm until morning.” 
“We need more fireplaces to keep this place warm.” You joked quietly, a small smile tugging at your lips. The walls would tend to let in drafts during the colder months, taking all the heat away when the family so desperately needed it. 
“Or a nicer home.” Sihtric mumbled, his eyes growing heavy with the sleep that so desperately called for him. “I will talk to Uhtred in the morning, see if there is something we can do about the cursed cracks in the walls until then.” He promised, placing a tender kiss on your lips before leaning down and kissing your daughter's head. “Just rest darling, the warmth will flow through the house soon.” 
“I’m not the one shivering.” You hummed, placing a warm hand on your husband's arm. He smiled softly, holding you and your daughter tightly as the both of you fell asleep once more. 
He would always wake up at night, to stoke the fires that warmed your family, just until he could provide something nicer. 
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destinyisall-tlk · 9 months
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the last kingdom + favourite criminal minds quotes - washington irving: “there is a sacredness in tears. they are not the mark of weakness, but of power. they are messengers of overwhelming grief and unspeakable love.“
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kingslionheart · 2 months
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had a vision last night
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ivarthebadbitch · 1 year
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the last kingdom + forehead touches
(requested by @weaverhawk)
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dailytlk · 3 months
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UHTRED & RAGNAR / THE LAST KINGDOM 2x04
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The Last Kingdom | 3.02
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synintheraven · 5 months
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witchthewriter · 5 months
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Hello.<3 I noticed you started writing for The Last Kingdom and I’m just wondering which characters you’re willing to write for?
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The question is who wouldn't I write for lol. No, okay I'll give you a list who I write for (warning, it's long):
Uhtred (obviously)
Queen Iseult (she will always be a queen to me, no matter what!)
Finan
Sihtric
Osferth
Brida
Lady Aethelflaed
Eadith
Leofric
Ragnar
Sigtryggr
Father Beocca (do not judge me ... there's just something so wholesome about him)
Aldhelm
Steapa
Aelfwynn
If you really want something written for a character, I will probably do it tbh. The Last Kingdom deserves more fanfics and hype. It's truly a masterpiece. Up there with GOT & HOTD.
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ofmanderley · 1 year
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tobias santelmann as ragnar ragnarsson in the last kingdom : season two, episode four.
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artoounit · 1 year
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seeing Haestan in Valhalla rather than Young Ragnar
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emilyhufflepufftlk · 1 year
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THE LAST KINGDOM | 3.05
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lexyleblancc · 1 year
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Baby Monk {Osferth}
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Summary: You save the Baby Monk from Finan’s constant teasing 
Osferth x fem!reader
Word count: 859
Warnings: Nothing :)
“Finan, leave him alone.” Your voice sounded as you approached the two men. Finan could often be found poking fun at the warrior-monk, and to your dismay the ladder accepting it. 
“Must you always take the fun out of it?” Finan asked with a groan, turning to face you. You smiled slightly, patting the man on the shoulder before nodding your head in the direction of the others who were setting up camp. 
“Uhtred is looking for you.” You told the man, Finan leaving without another word. You turned your attention to Osferth, a small sigh slipping past your lips. “You shouldn’t let Finan mock you so much.” You told him, making Osferth look at you shocked. Normally when you would tell Finan to leave him alone, you would go after him and never give Osferth a second glance. It was no joke between the others that Osferth had feelings for you. The others found it entertaining, you thought it was cute when his face would burn bright when you would talk to him. 
“It makes him happy.” Osferth spoke quietly, looking down to the leaves under his feet. 
“Does it make you happy?” You asked, cranking your neck so he would look at you. “Osferth, just because others find joy in something, doesn’t mean you should always allow it.” You told him, giving him a small smile when he finally met your eyes. “Finan is a great man, and he finds humor where he can… don’t allow yourself to be on the wrong end of his jokes.” You turned to walk away from the man, leaving him to dwell on your words when he called after you. 
“(Y/N)?” You hummed as you glanced over your shoulder at him. “Why are you being nice to me?” If your heart could shatter upon hearing mere words you were sure it would have. 
“Us bastards should stick together.” You finally said, a small laugh leaving your lips as you offered your hand to him. “If I didn’t have Sihtric growing up… well let’s just say you have many people around that look at you like a little brother now, and I’m afraid I have been a little cold towards you.” You never knew how to take Osferth’s crush on you. Never had anyone looked at you with pink cheeks, stuttering over their words as they spoke to you. Your brother, Sihtric, found joy in the fact that someone had finally made you nervous, even if he was a Christian man. Sihtric hated the idea of marrying you off, it was his responsibility since you had no one else, but he also knew you had the soul of a warrior. 
You had been alongside Sihtric your entire lives, and when he swore to serve Uhtred, you followed your brother. Finan had joined your little band of warriors after him and Uhtred had been saved from the slavers, and Osferth was the last to join. You didn’t have high hopes for the monk when he first joined Uhtred’s service, he had no experience with a sword, and had never witnessed a battle. You assumed he would have died quickly, but he surprised you. 
“You haven’t been cold towards me.” Osferth told you finally, moving his hand from yours so he could situate the two of you so you were linking arms instead. “I just assumed you didn’t like me.” He told you truthfully. 
“I’m afraid that is far from the truth.” you didn’t intend to say it outloud, but the words had spilled from your lips before you could take them back. 
“Really?” The grin of his face was enough to make any woman weak in the knees. 
“Yes, really.” You told him, a smile to match his falling upon you. “I’m afraid I’m not great with emotions.” You said, looking from him and back to the trees that surrounded the two of you as you walked. “So being around you has sometimes made me nervous.” 
“I make you nervous?” Osferth asked, making you roll your eyes at his new found ego. 
“If you’re going to start teasing like Finan, maybe I should stop intervening to save you the trouble.” 
“Forgive me, (Y/N). I just can’t find it in myself to believe that a warrior like yourself would like a monk.” Osferth told you truthfully, his head bowing as he spoke. You pulled him to a stop, tilting your chin to meet his gaze as you smiled softly. 
“I may not care for your God Osferth, but that does not mean I cannot care for you.” You told him, leaning up slightly and pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Now,” You cleared your throat to admire his pink cheeks slightly. “The others are waiting for us.” You told him, stepping away from him to continue the walk back to the rest of the group. 
Osferth watched you walk away, his mouth slightly agape. He could feel the heat radiating off his face, which made it even worse knowing he had to go back to face the others like this. “Come along baby Monk!” You called, not looking over your shoulder. 
“Coming!” 
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destinyisall-tlk · 1 year
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the last kingdom + favourite criminal minds quotes - john morley: “nature, in her most dazzling aspects or stupendous parts, is but the background and theater of the tragedy of man”.
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Haesten, Uhtred, Ragnar, Bloodhair & Brida Jeppe Beck Laursen, Alexander Dreymon, Tobias Santelmann, Ola Rapace & Emily Cox
The Last Kingdom Season 3, Episode 3
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ivarthebadbitch · 1 year
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young ragnar + affection
(requested by anonymous)
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idksmtms · 3 months
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Ragnar The Younger Masterlist
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Series
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Oneshots
Saviour - (Ragnar Ragnarsson x reader - coming soon)
When Ragnar and his army conquered Dunholm, recovered Thyra and he enacted his revenge on Kjartan, he also found another girl kept captive. One who soon attaches herself to her saviour.
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AUs
Coming soon...
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