Vikings Imagines| discontinued

Scum!

requested by; zarradawn

Y/n swiftly splashed her face with the bucket water that sat outside the main tent. Men from all around were coming in from all sides, returning from a very successful raid. However, y/n was new, she knew no one in Kattegat, but was hoping to gain her success as a well trained shieldmaiden.

She walked back to the main tent, hoping to fill herself with something to eat. Knowing that half the men were going to be dead drunk, she prepared her self.

The constant shouting of celebrating men rang in her ears. They laughed and sang, and threw food at each other occasionally. Slaves were gathered all around, serving the men in all different ways, hell even the women as well.

Y/n spotted a small spot that was sort of isolated. She sat down with a bowl of bread and chicken, and began eating her fill.
"Well, I've never seen you around her before." said a voice. She looked up to spot a blonde bearded man starring at her with a smirk, and noticeably drunk.
"I'm not in the mood." She replied, taking a bite from her bread.

"Aww, don't be so down pretty one," the man snickered, "i'm Thronn."

"And I'm not interested." Y/n responded, before removing her self from her seat, leaving her food behind. But Thronn didn't give up. He weaved his way around her, stopping her in her tracks, still in the main tent.

"Where do you think you are going?"

Y/n sighed, "away from you, scum."

Instantly, Thronn slapped her, causing her to loose her balance. Yet no one noticed, it wasn't uncommon for fights to break out during raiding feasts.
Y/n held the right side of her face, swiftly standing up. She was so angry, steam was said to have erupted from her nose.

"Scum!" She yelled again. And this time, Thronn charged, but missed, falling into a group of men sitting at a table. Y/n grabbed Thronn by his coat and kicked him down. Without hesitation, she punched him once, twice, three times, while everyone stood around cheering. Four times, five times, but before her sixth, someone grabbed and pulled her off of him, leaving Thronn bloodied and bruised. Björn Ironside held Y/n back from Thronn, shouting at her to calm down, and when she did, she stood over Thronn who was groaning in pain.

She muttered the devious word once more, before spitting down on him. "Scum."

She pushed her way through a whole crowd of men and women, out of the tent. She could even her the loud hollering of everyone going back to what they were doing.

"Hey!" Shouted someone.

Y/n turned her body around, facing Ubbe Ragnarsson. "What do you want?" She snapped.

"You really know how to show a man his place," he chuckled.

"Always a pleasure."

"May I ask, what is your name?" Ubbe said.

Y/n just scoffed and turned the other way to walk away, leaving Ubbe standing there.
And she continued on her way, smiling to her self before shaking her head and mumbling, "men."

Hope you enjoyed!
:)

-b