#canfinn

Then you add Canute to the mix, and suddenly Thorfinn is threatening to knife anyone who comes close enough to either of you two. For what it's worth, his feelings stem from his fear of losing the only healthy person who has been consistent in his life. His father was killed, Askeladd is toxic, and the rest of the band just has bloodlust. Okay, maybe Bjorn is a small exception because he does act like a mother towards Thorfinn sometimes but still ultimately sides with Askeladd. Still, you are the only one who is allowed to patch up his wounds and sleep next to him at night.

So then we have Canute, who is barely able to talk with you because Thorfinn is staring daggers (both figuratively and literally) at him. So as their travels progress and Canite gets bolder, he slowly grows closer to you, and Thorfinn hates that. He would kill the pretty little blonde if it weren't for Askeladd promising him a duel if he kept the prince safe.

One night, it all comes to a climax when you are sleeping next to Thorfinn. They both end up in an argument over their behavior, and Thorfinn accidentally outs himself.

"Why do you have to be such a stupid, pretty little blonde?"

"You think I'm pretty Thorfinn?"

"That's not what I meant, Princess."

Thorfinn gets all pouty and embarrassed.

Canute feels like he has the upper hand just this once, so he proposes sharing you between the two young men. Thorfinn is almost entirely opposed to this idea, but for some odd reason, he nods and agrees with Canute. Only if Thorfinn is allowed to stay near you at all times.

Thorfinn and Canute are two completely different yanderes whose tendencies stem from the same thing: fear. Thorfinn has a fear of losing you and wants your love and attention (even if he won't admit it). Canute has a fear of not being loved, as he isn't loved by his father, and he wants to be loved by the person who has shown him some love. Thorfinn is aggressive and very outward about how protective he is of you, while Canute opts for a more quiet and cunning approach. Oh, they were bothering you? Either Thorfinn is straight up murdering them, or Canute will order someone to take care of them for him. Thorfinn needs your attention and praise constantly (in his distant and grumpy way), while Canute is content just being looked at by you. Thorfinn is possessive, while Canute is obsessive. Canute will practically worship the land you walk on, while Thorfinn will see you as his only equal.

They are opposites, yet they mesh well together.

They don't realize that they also have feelings for each other until after the King and Askeladd's deaths. Thorfinn was so very torn as he saw you standing near Canute with a shocked and pained expression on your face. He felt his heart and trust break into so many pieces as he saw Canute open and vulnerable for a killing strike. Yet he only slashed the edge of Canute's cheek as he realized that he couldn't kill the pretty little blonde. He couldn't hurt or be mad at you either. He just felt confused.

Canute knows that he has to act like a leader, so he orders everyone out except for you and Thorfinn.

Canute confesses that he has developed romantic feelings for both you and Thorfinn during your travels together. He thought you both looked so attractive while protecting him from people trying to kill him. He states that he is unable to live a life if Thorfinn hates him, and he offers Thorfinn the sword that killed Askeladd to slit his throat if he would like. Thorfinn takes the sword and shakes as tears escape his eyes. He can't. He can't kill the stupid blonde. He loves him. He loves you. He loves how you constantly care for him and stay near him even when he pushes you away. He loves Canute because he just loves him. He doesn't know when he started, and he is scared that he won't be able to stop.

He allows the sword to clatter onto the ground as he pulls both of you into a tight and warm hug.

Cue Canutes religious guilt and his breakdown of what his beliefs are all while romantically loving two people, one of whom is a man.

You stare at them with a perplexed expression as they both clumsily confess their love for you as well (leaving out that they will and have already murdered for you).

So anyway, Canute would totally do that to Thorfinn. Thorfinn would be training or working, and Canute would just sneakily come up behind him and go 'pspspspspspspsps'.

Thorfinn sometimes hisses when Canute does this.

A black duffel bag is carelessly dropped onto the grimey tile floors that grow mildew and fungus. A freshly strung guitar within its pristine case is placed upon one of the sinks. A cigarette is lit and brought to a pair of pink and chapped lips. A smudge of red lipstick and a hickey adorning its owner's neck.

"Are we going to do this or not, Princess? My prices ain't cheap, you know." Thorfinn states gruffly as he rolls his hazel eyes towards the trembling blonde. The coward couldn't even look him in the eyes.

"I have the money right here, Thorfinn!" Canute states this in a nervous manner as he brings out a large stack of bills and hands them to Thorfinn.

His eyes light up as he smirks and looks up. He absent-mindedly counts the money. "Two hundred and fifty bucks for a simple tattoo? Man, I knew your pops was rich, but I didn't think he'd let you blow your fortune on this shit." Thorfinn scoffs as he takes another puff of his cigarette and then stomps it out.

Canute's ocean blue eyes look at Thorfinn widely, as he is unable to understand the boys actions. "Actually, my father doesn't know about this; no one does. This just stays between you and me, right, Thorfinn?"

"So, the pretty little princess finally grew a pair, eh?" Thorfinn replies snarkily as he throws the blonde a glare and rolls his eyes. He plugs in his equipment as he gestures for Canute to sit on one of the slowly leaking sinks. "Guess I can keep your secret. No ratting me out. Or, your father may just find out how much you love wearing lipstick and dresses." Thorfinn wolfishly grins at Canute as he points towards a ghastly bite mark on his neck that alternates between shades of violet and crimson red.

Canute gently takes a seat at the sink as the words register within his mind. He covers his face in his hands as he refuses to meet Thorfinn's eyes. "I didn't mean to bite down that hard on you. I just got... excited." Canute murmurs softly as he wishes that he could become one of the spores growing out of the tile floors.

Thorfinn throws his head back and barks out a laugh as he shakes his head. He punches Canute's shoulder weakly as he takes his hands away from his face. "I'd prefer you bite harder. I want everyone to know how much of a bad boy you secretly are." He teases Canute lightly as his grin only widens. 

Canute looks at Thorfinn as the red hue on his features becomes darker, and he fails at articulating another word. "Lighten up. Tell me where you want the tattoo." Thorfinn trails off as he gently places one of his weathered hands onto Canute's thigh. He gently squeezes it as he leans into his ear and speaks in a husky voice, "princess."

Canute may as well have died on the spot. His pupils dilate so large that they look like stuffed animal eyes. His heart is pounding so quickly that it may as well have broken the speed limit. His mind shuts down as he reacts in the only way he knows how. He presses a curt kiss on the blonde's lip as their mouths intertwine for only a single moment. Canutes breathing is rapid as he pulls away, and an embarrassing string of spit interconnects them.

It is now Thorfinn's turn to be stunned as he blinks owlishly. After a moment, he regains his normal passive and sarcastic demeanor as he gently unbuckles the longer blondes belt and slides his blue jeans off. "You may as well have just paid me like that. I know exactly where your tattoo is going now, pretty boy."

Canute refuses to respond as he quickly shuts his mouth so his jaw doesn't hang open. He quickly closes his legs as he realizes how vulnerable he looks stripped of his pants. Canute almost missed the slight blush on Thorfinn's features. The way his legs closed as well as the way he kneeled towards Canute He taps the side of Canute's thigh as he shakes his head.

"Relax. Nothing I haven't seen before." Thorfinn throws Canute his signature smug smirk, and for some reason, it only allowed Canute to relax. His muscles untense and his legs open enough for Thorfinn to take in all of his bare skin.

The hours of school pass by as Thorfinn ends up locking them both in a stall so he can work in peace and quiet. He also wanted to give Canute privacy. He doesn't need to ruin his boyfriend's reputation. He occasionally swears under his breath when some dickhead shits too loudly or those stupid motherfuckers start smoking while he's trying to work.

He works diligently, as his fingers never leave Canute's thigh. He grips the flesh as if it were a life line. A nice, hand-shaped bruise will be left there. Just enough to leave a faint mark, but not enough to hurt Canute. Thorfinn would never forgive himself if he did that.

The thin lines of ink slowly take shape into intricate details. Thorfinn's style of art is provocative and vibrant, as he blends his many ideas into his boyfriend's thigh. The tattoo isn't much larger than his palm and is hidden inside the boy's inner leg. All of the thick and thin multi-colored lines weave together like a spider web to create a design of a dagger with the gay pride colors.

Canute marvels at the tattoo as his eyes tear up. He is unable to formulate any words that would describe how honored he feels. How safe he feels. He wants to... His train of thought is cut off as a gruff and demanding voice is heard from the other side."Are you skipping class again, Thorfinn?" The harsh snapping of the school resource officers voices can be heard. Snake wasn't surprised that Thorfinn decided to hide in the bathroom all day. He is able to tell that it is Thorfinn. His oh-so-precious guitar is sitting in its case on one of the school's broken sinks.

Both of their eyes meet as they think one thing in unison: fuck.

Inspired by: @mexicancat-girl

We are starting off with my newest and favorite one, which is t4t Thorfinn and Canute. Both of them being transmascs in the Viking Age just makes so much sense and is wonderful. I also love writing about queer characters, as there is not enough representation in the media. Canute is not cisgender. Let's just be honest with ourselves. I go more in depth about it in this post, if you would like to go read that.

We have Witch Thorfinn and Christian Canute. Canute being Christian is canon, and War Arc Thorfinn is enough of a little gremlin to be a witch. (Bjorn taught him all about witchcraft, by the way. He enchants his berserker mushrooms.) Canute is absolutely appalled at how Thorfinn ends up being a witch and is supposed to be protecting him. He always carries a cross necklace around his neck and holy water under his royal cape. He hides behind Ragnar anytime Thorfinn is near because he fears what may happen.

To be fair, Thorfinn has threatened to curse Canute a number of times, so it is a given at this point. Although he never would because Askeladd would never allow him a witch's duel to honor his father's passing into the beyond.

We have flirty Canute and flustered Thorfinn. This would be more along the lines of when they are in Season 2 because Season 1 Canute would not have the gall to flirt with S1 Thorfinn. (Thorfinn would probably punch him.) However, Season 2 Canute, with his new status as the king of two kingdoms, would definitely have the willingness to flirt with Thorfinn. Thorfinn is kind of clueless the entire time and is confused by the fluttering of his stomach and the pounding of his heart.

Early War Arc naive Canute and guardian Thorfinn will always be one of the most amusing to me. Canute just has to deal with this dude who hates him while simultaneously being attracted to him. Canute doesn't have the confidence to speak with him and is unable to protect himself. So Thorfinn always has to make sure he doesn't fall over himself and act like a fool. 'Anything for a duel with Askeladd' is just an excuse Thorfinn uses. It's more of 'anything to pretend that I'm not attracted to that stupid princess.'

Askeladd notices how Thorfinn is always around the prince, despite claiming his hatred for the young noble. 'Ah, young love, just like Bjorn and I.' Askeladd thinks.

Slave Arc, King Canute, and slave Thorfinn are when you see the tables flipped. Suddenly, Thorfinn is lost amidst the seas of his trauma. (In this au, we are just going to say that Canute is keeping Thorfinn as a slave. One of his servants.) Canute is torn, as he is unable to stand how defeated and sad Thorfinn looks. What happened to his fiery and angry kitty boy?

Eventually, Canute slips from his duties and tries to make amends with Thorfinn. It helps Thorfinn a little, as he is plagued with Asleladd's spirit and constantly tormented. He rolls around in his sleep and has blood-curdling nightmares. It's only when Canute sneaks into his chambers and speaks sweet nothings that Thorfinn is finally able to be lulled into a peaceful sleep.

It becomes normal for Canute to end up in Thorfinn's chambers just so he can sleep. Thorfinn is healed, and his warm spirit comes back to him. Canute declines any possible suitors, as he sees Thorfinn getting better. One day, that man will rule along with him and be his king.

In a modern high school, we have nerd Canute and Emo Thorfinn. (This one is separate from my other modern au. They aren't related, and Canute is whatever gender they want to be.) Canute is top of his class, class president, and neurodivergent. He does drag in his free time, and his father hates him in general. Oh yes, modern au Canute has worse daddy issues than canon Canute.

Thorfinn is someone who is more alternative than emo, but Askeladd just calls him 'emo bitch.' He is a guitarist and the main singer of his band, Vinland Rockers. He is working towards becoming a tattoo artist and illegally tattoos kids at the school as a side gig. He makes a ton of cash from it, and Askeladd (his adopted father) doesn't care as long as he doesn't get arrested.

Thorfinn ends up getting Canute into detention, and they have an entire enemies-to-lovers arc. Canute comes out of the closet and happily does their drag as Thorfinn gets tutored by Canute.

Thorfinn gives Canute their first tattoo.

He imagines that his father is looking down on him from Valhalla. He imagines that one day he may be able to reach the stars just like his father and join him. To be immortal. Oh, such bittersweet memories denied to him by the monster who has made him.

A familiar set of boots is heard by Thorfinn, although he stays put in his sitting position. The man that he has begrudgingly sworn to protect makes the decision to sit next to him on the grassy knoll. Thorfinn shoots a glare half-heartedly at Canute, who isn't directly staring at him. His ocean blue eyes are trained on the stars that Thorfinn so admires.

An unbearably soft and comforting hand envelopes Thorfinn's own without him realizing it. He is about to shout and curse at Canute, only to find that he is unable to do so. A sickeningly sweet emotion rises within his chest. It is light and airy, like Freyr's winds, and as precious as Thor's hammer. Thorfinn objects to this weakness in his body, but it has only been growing since he first set his hazel eyes on the young prince.

"You are injured and freezing." Canute states in a tone that Thorfinn is unable to identify. It is loving, tender, and sweet, and it reminds him of how his mother used to speak to him. Only, it was somehow so much different.

"Why do you care, princess?" Thorfinn sneers weakly as he is suddenly more aware of everything going on around him. The gentle snores of the animals in the woods, the small distance between the two men's bodies, how quickly Thorfinn's heart is beating while awaiting Canute's response.

"Is there a reason I should not?" He inquires rhetorically as he removes his royal cape and wraps it around Thorfinn's battered figure. Canute leans into Thorfinn to provide him with more warmth, and the injured blonde chooses not to move. Something in him seeks out the prince's warmth and covets it. An almost invisible blush creeps across Thorfinn's features as he stares at the stars instead of the man that is near him.

They both stay in the clearing on the grassy knoll for quite some time. Both of their sets of eyes stay trained on the stars. Both men know that some things are best left unsaid in this world. Although enough is said about how at peace Canute is while leaning against Thorfinn, about how conflicted Thorfinn feels while near Canute.

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(Goddess of Life Canute x God of Death Thorfinn)

Among the edges of Vahalla lie two domains that lie just out of reach of all nine realms. The realm of that which makes life and the realm of that which allows death. Both realms are infinitely close to intertwining with each other, yet they are fated to never do so. Life may never touch death, lest life rot, and death may never touch life, lest death become obsolete.