Junk Draw Of My Mind

When my time comes around Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her

DORIAN GREY (2009)

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❝ THIRTY PIECES OF SILVER. THAT IS THE COST OF BETRAYAL❟ I BELIEVE. ❞ ⸻ 𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐔 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐗. ⊰‧₊˚･

𖦹.  GOLDEN HOUR. ٭ by @oh_so_loverly. “We… were playing, mother,” he explains. “A hunting game.” “Yes,” Eadgifu nods, slowly. “Yes, I see.” “We can stop,” Edmund offers, but he sounds as unwilling as he feels. “I did not need to– to be so childish.” Or, between fleeing Wintanceaster, and arriving in Bebbanburg, Eadgifu, Aldhelm, and Edward's youngest princes make a pit-stop at Dunholm. ft. Seven Kings Must Dīe Spoilers, Missing Scenes, Mentions Of Slāvery, Implied Mīscārrīage, Fluff. 𖥔･

❝ BE MERCIFUL TO ME❟ OH GOD. WHEN I❜M AFRAID❟ I WILL TRUST IN YOU. IN GOD WHOSE WORD I PRAISE❟ IN GOD WHOM I TRUST❟ I WILL NOT BE AFRAID. WHAT CAN A MAN DO TO ME? NOTHING. FOR YOU HAVE DELIVERED MY SOUL FROM DEATH❟ AND MY FEET FROM STUMBLING❟ THAT I MAY WALK BEFORE GOD. ❞ ⸻ 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐍 ❛𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐄❜. ⊰‧₊˚･

𖦹 . OXYGEN.​ ٭ by @Ulfrsmal. At first, words had been enough. Then Finan resorted to kissing him. And now Sihtric was half-naked in front of him, trembling slightly, and looking at Finan without meeting his gaze. ft. Smūt, Thrēēsome, Pōlyamōry, Sūbspācē, Brēāth Plāy, Dācryphiliā, Enthusiastic Content, Dīrty Tālk, Agē Gāp. 𖥔･

𖦹.  THUNDER AND TIPSY CONFESSIONS. ٭ by mommytauriel. With the help of some ale, finan finds the courage to tell you how he feels. ft. Fluff, Drunk Confessions, Kissing. 𖥔･

❝ THE PROMISES YOU HAVE MADE WILL STAND. BLOOD FEUDS LAST A LIFETIME. WHAT YOU DO❟ ARSELING❟ IS YOU KEEP LIVING EACH DAY UNTIL THE LAST. ❞ ⸻ 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐂. ⊰‧₊˚･

𖦹. I AM YOURS. ٭ by Chasyn. “You want me.” Uhtred repeats and leans closer, pressing his thigh harder against him. He catches the way Leofric stops moving altogether and Uhtred thinks the man isn't breathing either. He smiles and stops before their lips touch. “You can, Leo.” He says softly, his voice ghosting across the man's wet lips. He can feel the older man shiver again and Uhtred considers pushing him harder, farther for a moment. He longs to know what those lips feel like, what the man tastes like. But he also fears pushing him too much and scaring him off. He will have to straddle the fine line of pushing and yet not pushing, until he gets exactly what he wants and what he's pretty sure Leofric wants as well. He tilts his head to the side and leans around him. He lets his cheek slide against Leofric's for a moment until his lips brush against the man's ear. He resists the urge to lick him and instead just lets his lips touch the lobe before he opens his mouth. “You can have me, Leo.” He whispers before pulling away from the man completely. He smirks as he steps back. He tilts his head and shrugs his shoulders and just continues smirking at the man. “You just have to admit it out loud and I am yours.” ft. Smūt, Age Difference (Uhtred is 17 And Leofric is 42), Dācryphiliā, Voice Kīnk, Religious Guilt. 𖥔･

❝ I WOULD LIKE YOU ALL TO SURRENDER. OR I WILL SMITE YOU. ❞ ⸻ 𝐎𝐒𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐇. ⊰‧₊˚･

𖦹.  ALWAYS. ٭ by auroracalisto. You were injured, protecting Osferth. he is there when you wake up. ft. Mentions Of Injury/Wound, Ambush. 𖥔･

𖦹.  OUR GENTLE SIN. ٭ by undertheorangetree.​ A winter storm brings about an opportunity at a local inn. ft. Smūt, Mutual Pining, Mild Exhībītīonīsm, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Loss Of Vīrgīnīty. 𖥔･

𖦹.  YOUR LOVE AWAITS MY OWN.​ ٭ by auroracalisto. Osferth is a blabbermouth around you, and sometimes, it leads to incredible things. 𖥔･

❝ MY LIFE FOR MY SWORD. I WISH TO SERVE YOU, LORD. I COULD HAVE KILLED BOTH❟ BUT I WISH TO SERVE YOU. ❞ ⸻ 𝐒𝐈𝐇𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐊𝐉𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐍. ⊰‧₊˚･

𖦹.  A HARROWING DAY. ٭ by EspressoandJustice. Reader is a nurse for the warriors after a battle and Sihtric suffers an injury. ft. Post-Battle, Blood And Injury, Angst, Mention Of Abuse, Fluff And Hurt/Comfort, Bromance, Scars, Stitches. 𖥔･

𖦹.  OXYGEN.​ ٭ by @Ulfrsmal. At first, words had been enough. Then Finan resorted to kissing him. And now Sihtric was half-naked in front of him, trembling slightly, and looking at Finan without meeting his gaze. ft. Smūt, Thrēēsome, Pōlyamōry, Sūbspācē, Brēāth Plāy, Dācryphiliā, Enthusiastic Content, Dīrty Tālk, Agē Gāp. 𖥔･

𖦹. SILENT LOVE SONG.​ ٭ by @wheres-mylove. A pretty lady is convinced that Sihtric hates her, a pretty warrior is terrified of confessing his feelings more than fighting the most dangerous enemy, and the pretty boys simply have to spring into action, because you can't be more oblivious than these two. 𖥔･

❝ IT IS MORE DIFFICULT TO LEAVE PEACEFULLY WITH ENEMIES THAN TO FIGHT THEM. ❞ ⸻ 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐆𝐆𝐑 𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐍. ⊰‧₊˚･

𖦹. A TRADE. ٭ by @MostPreciousTreasures. She glanced at her brother. They were running out of time and she needed to determine what other options they had. She cleared her throat. “Sigtryggr.” He popped another dried fruit into his mouth as he looked up at her. “Yes, Lady?” Edward stared at her, his face contorted halfway between a grimace and confusion. “What -” “Do you have a wife?” Sigtryggr grinned in a way that was almost bashful. “I do not.” ft. Age Difference, Missing Scene. 𖥔･

𖦹. BY FEAR OR BY LOVE. ٭ by @MostPreciousTreasures. In the time since then, Stiorra has learned many things about Sigtryggr. She learns that he has a seemingly endless well of patience. Even when he is intimidating someone, he is calm. She has come to know his smell and what food he likes best. On the road they ate whatever they could get in order to survive, but once they are settled she begins to learn his true tastes. He eats meat but seems to prefer fish. He has a sweet tooth and loves fruit. When she first met him he smelled like smoke and iron, but in Eoforwic he smells like pine sap, beeswax, and the sheep wool oil he uses to clean and protect his sword from rust. ft. Slowish Burn, Romantic Tension, Age Difference, Angst And Fluff And Smūt, Post-Season 4, Canon-Typical Violence. 𖥔･

𖦹. IN ANOTHER LIFE. ٭ by @WriterChick. Starla discovers she was a young Danish woman named Stiorra in a past life at the same time she meets a man claiming to be her former self's husband and soulmate. ft. Reincarnation, Past Lives, Soulmates, Love At First Sight, Depression, Psychotropic Medication. 𖥔･

𖦹. PASSAGES. ٭ by @shootthewendy. Twenty-nine days. That's how long the siege at Winchester had lasted so far. Twenty-nine days she'd spent inside the walls of the palace of the dead king Alfred, reading his chronicle aloud. Twenty-nine days spent not keeping score, twenty-nine days eating the same crust of bread. Twenty-nine days with Sigtryggr. “You must show me.” “Show you?” she gulped. “You must show me how you do this.” ft. Stuck in a Siege, Unspoken Romantic Tension, Reading Aloud, Beginnings, Hair Braiding, Braids. 𖥔･

𖦹. WHEN YOUR SHIP ROLLED IN THAT NIGHT. ٭ by @NeonGenesisisis. He comes to crouch beside the bed, and sees that her knuckles are bruised and bleeding from banging on the door. “Come,” he says quietly, “we will have someone see to your hands, and then get you some food and water, hmm?” He wants, he realizes with some measure of perturbance, to tell her that he’s sorry, but captors do not apologize to their captives. 𖥔･

❝ WHAT BINDS A MAN TO HIS LAND? WHAT POWER WITHIN ALLOWS HIM TO GIVE HIS LIFE TO PRESERVE HIS LAND AND THE LIVES OF THE FAMILIES WHO WORK IT? IT CAN ONLY BE LOVE. ❞ ⸻ 𝐔𝐇𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐄𝐁𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐆. ⊰‧₊˚･

𖦹. I AM YOURS. ٭ by @Chasyn. “You want me.” Uhtred repeats and leans closer, pressing his thigh harder against him. He catches the way Leofric stops moving altogether and Uhtred thinks the man isn't breathing either. He smiles and stops before their lips touch. “You can, Leo.” He says softly, his voice ghosting across the man's wet lips. He can feel the older man shiver again and Uhtred considers pushing him harder, farther for a moment. He longs to know what those lips feel like, what the man tastes like. But he also fears pushing him too much and scaring him off. He will have to straddle the fine line of pushing and yet not pushing, until he gets exactly what he wants and what he's pretty sure Leofric wants as well. He tilts his head to the side and leans around him. He lets his cheek slide against Leofric's for a moment until his lips brush against the man's ear. He resists the urge to lick him and instead just lets his lips touch the lobe before he opens his mouth. “You can have me, Leo.” He whispers before pulling away from the man completely. He smirks as he steps back. He tilts his head and shrugs his shoulders and just continues smirking at the man. “You just have to admit it out loud and I am yours.” ft. Smūt, Age Difference (Uhtred is 17 And Leofric is 42), Dācryphiliā, Voice Kīnk, Religious Guilt. 𖥔･

𖦹.  OXYGEN.​ ٭ by @Ulfrsmal. At first, words had been enough. Then Finan resorted to kissing him. And now Sihtric was half-naked in front of him, trembling slightly, and looking at Finan without meeting his gaze. ft. Smūt, Thrēēsome, Pōlyamōry, Sūbspācē, Brēāth Plāy, Dācryphiliā, Enthusiastic Content, Dīrty Tālk, Agē Gāp. 𖥔･

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Pairing: Stiorra Uhtredsdottir/Sigtryggr Ivarsob

Summary: The career academy may have taught them how to win the Hunger Gams, but nothing of how to win the game of love. A forbidder love becomes more complicated as they quickly learn, the Hunger Games were not the only thing they signed up for when they decided to volunteer.

AKA — It’s a Hunger Gams AU! Mentor/mentee vibes. Career vibes — but not in the way you might imagine. TONS of angst but a promised happy-ish ending.

Trigger Warnings: DEAD DOGE DO NOT EAT!!! HG Canon typical violence and atrocities. TLK Canon typical violence and atrocities. Better tags on AO3, with each chapter having a content warning drop down for those who do not wish to be spoiled.