༺♰༻ She had travelled far and wide, through lands that reeked of iron and incense, where saints bled and sinners prayed. She had warred with angels and supped with devils, her blade wet with mercy and vengeance alike. She had watched kingdoms crawl gasping from the womb, only to be cradled by the wrong kings, crowned by unworthy hands. She had seen men die with her name fumbling from their lips, a final breath wasted on a woman made of storm and bone. She had known cruelty so intimately it had become her second skin and now, somehow, she was beginning to know love. It frightened her. It softened her. Perhaps that was why it felt like dying. Maybe, she thought, she'd choose love anyway. Reciprocity- it all came down to that in the end, Karasteinna supposed. Love was not conquest nor surrender, not giver nor receiver but the trembling place between. As with lovers: when it is right, you cannot say who is kissing whom or whose soul is devouring the other. You only know that you are both burning and for once, neither of you minds. the last kingdom finan x oc season 2 - ??? smut warning

❝𝐝𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐬❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a healer has been dealt a horrible hand in life and her nun sister wields a sword for a living ⥰⥰⥰✥ ➺❥ all plot's, character's, etc. except my oc's belong to netflix ➺❥ the last kingdom: season 2 - 3 ➺❥ whoopzydaizi© 2024 ➺❥ cover by quicksilvrs <3 ⥰⥰⥰✥ ➺❥ started: 30 august 2024 ➺❥ finished: tba ➺❥ published: 19 september 2024

She had known many names throughout her life - men had the tendency to rename her. Her brothers had renamed her first, stripping her of her pagan heritage as they tried to make a god-fearing child out of her. Thore Ivarson had renamed her after he had claimed her, his sword cutting through flesh and bone of the ones she had once known as family - until she couldn't even remember their names. Everyone had tried to mould her to their liking; twisting and stretching her bones and skin, cutting out parts they didn't want and adding those they wanted her to embody. For as long as she could remember she had been a pawn in the hands of men to whom she bowed and to whom she obliged. For him she always had been a shadow that he wanted to bring into the light, his fingers barely grasping her even when she stood near; her face always hidden with only her eyes burning themselves into his mind until he believed the Three Spinners themselves had woven his dreams. Sihtric Kjartansson found himself entangled in the dark tendrils of her bing, drawn to her by whatever higher power had taken hold of them both and ignoring the obsacles that awaited him when he would be able to reach her. Little did he know that the greatest obstacle would be found in herself, for who could rely on a person that mistook poison for love and love for poison? "What was your sweetest lie," he whispered. "That I loved you," she answered with her heart erupting into countless pieces. Everyone knew that the Shadow-Wife of Thore Ivarson was not capable of love. But Zvora Vranek wanted to be. Sihtric Kjartansson x OC @plavvusa

"You cannot mend what's broken with false promises and pretty words," I retort, my grip tightening on the dagger that rests at my hip. "You claim to be a man now; then prove it to me." ************ Stjarna is a passionate Dane woman born during a rare celestial event and haunted by her dark past. Captured by the brutal warrior Eiríkr and imprisoned in the depths of darkness, Stjarna's beauty becomes both her curse and salvation. And she blames it all on her enemy who blends with the shadows - Sihtric. His enchanting gaze pierces through her soul both flaring her hatred and presenting an opportunity. As Stjarna and Sihtric are forced to navigate across a treacherous landscape of vendettas and violence, secrets will emerge from them both and Stjarna will be forced to choose between her duty and her growing desire. Stjarna and Sihtric's bond has been bound together by fate itself. They can either defy their curses and carve out their own destinies, or they can fall into the same patterns of their violent shared past. ************ I DO NOT OWN 'The Last Kingdom' all right are reserved to original creators. Cross posted on AO3 This story is for entertainment purposes only, drawing inspiration from my favourite shows/books/authors including TLK. Enjoy! TW: Violence, D/A, S/A, Non/con.

orenda (n.) a mystical force present in all people that empowers them to affect the world, or to effect change in their own lives. ------ The night Ragnar the Fearless and his family died was not only watched from afar by Uhtred Ragnarson, but also by the youngest daughter, Bemia Ragnarsdottir-a young girl who had to crawl on her hands and knees out of the burning hall, had to also watch in tears from the forest as her world was snatched out from under her. Uhtred had watched the attack, thinking only Thyra had survived, by being kidnapped. But little did he know that his youngest sister was running past him in the forest, desperate to get away. And she did. But the next part of her life was even worse, more traumatic than watching her family die before her eyes. Years later, Bemia had created a name for herself, created a reputation that was feared by most Danes and Saxons. Then she had finally found her brother again, and also a young warrior who she never thought she would fall for. -- Sihtric x fem OC! #1 thelastkingdom 30/06/2024 #1 finan 05/07/2024 #1 osferth 05/07/2024 #1 sihtrickjartansson 05/07/2024 #1 uhtred 05/07/2024 #1 sihtric 07/07/2024

༉‧₊˚✧ 〔 🏰 〕❝ 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑵𝒀 𝑰𝑺 𝑨𝑳𝑳 ❞ ࿐ྂ。 - in which i write all of your requests for the following characters of the show "the last kingdom" 〔 cfcu = closed for catch-up 〕 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 ✧˖*°࿐ - uhtred ragnarsson - finan ("the agile") - sihtric kjartansson - alfred the great - aldhelm - aethelflaed - ragnar the younger - brida - king/prince edward - erik thurgilson - siegfrid thurgilson - osferth - leofric - you can request romantic or platonic relationships. smut is allowed.

"I am death." "You are my life."

"Lord, I would never say this to a Saxon, but she needs you. She is of two worlds, if someone were to find out, she'd be dead...She needs you, lord." Lord Aldhelm, one of the greatest warriors of Mercia, was a mysterious man. Not much was known about him, outside of his role. Only a few knew about his secret, bastard child, Saehild. He hid her well throughout her youth. But she was a ever growing warrior of her own, becoming as strong headed as her father, and inheriting his heart. While the changing lands are out of his control, can Aldhelm protect her for much longer?

Ever find yourself wanting to join Uhtred and his band of cutthroats? Ever picture yourself behind the walls of Winchester or in the land of Mercia? Here's your chance!

There aren't many of these, so I thought, why not. I'm in love with TLK and I just had to write for it. I will not be writing for anyone's OCs, just x readers! I'll be doing requests for -Uhtred -Young Uhtred -Finan -Sihtric -Osferth Maybe for Ragnar, Edward, and Aethelwold too. ~I do not own The Last Kingdom characters~ #12 in Thelastkingdom 11/10/20 #1 in Sihtric 12/1/20 #1 in Finan 1/9/21