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Arrange Marriage ~Halfdan x F Reader Part 1

Authors Note: There is hardly any Halfdan fics and I fell in love with him while rewatching Vikings and I just needed to get a bit more writings about him out there =) 

Felt weird writing this, seemed too quick. Usually I write long ass stories that chapters that take weeks to write.  -Also my first fic on Tumblr woot! Very nervous about this. ~Also loosely based on actually history to fit the story...like the show. Set year after second Paris attack in that 12 year time frame.

Warnings: Swearing, age gaps, arrange marriage, sexual themes, nudity. Angst (I think) If there are any others that I missed. Please tell me and I will add them.

Part 2 | Part 3

I’ve been staring at the approaching capital of Vestfold, Tamdrup. My legs bouncing slightly from excitement to finally get off this boat or was it because I’m heading to a new place that I’ve never been. Could be both. 

Looking to the man that stood on the edge of the boat. Up at my soon to be husband, while he told his men to raise the sail.

 He stepped down from the ledge and back inside the floating device. He headed over to the back of the boat were I was and sat down next to his first wife, Aesa, bringing her into a heavy kiss. Her dirty blonde hair wipes through the crisp morning winds. 

I advert my eyes while my nose scrunched.  

Leif Otryggsson turning around to face me, his older face held a grinning expression, “I am thrilled that we made it and with more than enough time before we are to be married. Right Y/N?” 

I look into his eyes and smiled slightly. His dark green eyes burned into mine until his gaze went back to Tamdrup. I’ve immediately dropped my smile. 

Our boat and the three others that followed us, pulled next to the wooden dock. Quickly thralls and Vikings dispersed and got off the boat.

Leif hopped of the boat. He looked as if to take in the moment and the scenery.  Coming back to reality, Leif helped Aesa off the boat, then he held out his hand to pulled me up. I noticed that I was the last one to get off. I stood up looking at Leif’s outwards hand, placing my smaller one into his rough one. He pulled me onto the wooden dock.

We walked forwarded over what to be fish guts and I step on the dirt of Tamdrup for the first time. My eyes focus on the cloudless blue sky that watched over us.

Why are I here? Right, being one of my father’s many children. I am the 12th child out of 16. Eight daughters and eight sons. My father is Earl Ragnvald of Nordmøre and he had 6 wives. My mother dead 3 winters ago due a sickness. I loved my mother dearly but it helped the grieving process a lot that my father’s other wives treated me like their own daughter. 

Father made a decision to create a closer alliance with Earl Leif. He decided to allow Leif to choose which one of us to marry. He had 5 to choose from, me being the youngest. Which he choose me, mostly because I was the only virgin. My sisters had experience in pleasing men and he decided to choose me. 

Vikings usually do not care for saving until marriage, but I never felt a need to have sex with anyone. A few warriors have tried but I declined all of them. Probably because I did not feel anything for them. 

I certainly do not feel anything for Earl Leif either. His light red hair that grew down his middle of his back. He held it back with a ponytail. A small braid on along his right check. His red beard was kept short but also a bit messy. His features looked like any other Viking, but maybe I can grow to love Leif Otryggsson. 

Leif wanted us to be married where he first married his first wife. On  a hill just outside Tamdrup. He says the gods will bless our marriage like they blessed Aesa and his marriage for many years. 

I heard a deep rough voice shouting a welcome to us. I blink to see Harald Finehair, as Leif said that he are close ally to Harald, who he self deems a King. He places his hand onto Leif shoulder. Greeting us to his capital and asking why Earl Leif was present.

Leif begins, “I only came to marry,” He gestures to me, “Y/N, daughter of Earl Ragnvald.” 

 Harald smiles, his rough voice erupts, “Welcome! My kingdom is small but doesn’t mean our feasts are. Come, follow.” 

Thralls follow right behind me. And Edda, a friend since I was young and a skilled shieldmaiden. Edda wanted to come along and stay with me. Earl Leif was hesitant at first but agreed to my request to allow her to come.

Edda was a taller than the average Viking woman, wavy, dirty blonde hair, pulled back in tight braid while her right side was cleanly shaved. Her sharp green eyes could cut anyone just by her glaring at them. She was well trained.

 As for me I can hold a sword, but I do not trust my talents with a weapon, I think I could never hold my own in a battle.  Edda always helped me with training, but I never consider myself a shieldmaiden 

We walked through a market place when Leif asked a question about where Harald’s brother was. 

 “Halfdan will be returning shortly. He has been scouting Rogaland.” 

“Rogaland?”

“One step closer for me to become king of all Norway, Earl Leif.”

King of all Norway is a great ambition. When travelling here Leif told me about Harald and his dream. Leif believes Harald Finehair will never become king. Leif just plays and tricks to be on the best side. Flipping sides when needed. But Leif is on Harald’s side until we head back to King Svein’s territory. 

We stopped in front of a few cottages. Harald states that they are empty allowing us stay while we are here. I thanked Harald as thralls brought our items inside. 

The day quickly becomes night, with that the feast begins. Me and Edda walk into the loud and cheerful hall. We both stand in the doorway as we glance around the hall to taken in the sights.

I felt the warmth surrounding me from the chilly summer’s night. The songs that were happily sung by the drunk folk. That included King Harald, his rough voice could be heard through the chaos. I see Leif and Aesa sitting together eating like everyone else. 

Edda pushes me towards the table. “Go. Sit down next to your soon to be husband.” 

I look back at her. Biting the inside of my check nervously.  

Edda rolled her eyes, “I know you weren’t until some else made you y/n.” 

I watched as Edda turns to a close by group of warriors and begun to speak to a few men.  

Taking a deep breathe and heading over to the center of the room. Sitting down on the bench on Leif’s right side, while Aesa was on his left. Being the closest to Harald’s throne. 

He sat drinking his mead while still trying to sing. Harald’s singing died out and he soon he raised his cup high, “To our guest! Even though I do not have my queen yet. The gods have blessed you with another wife, Earl Leif. Skol!”

Everyone lightly lifted their cups towards Harald and shouted ‘Skol’ with him and with that the chaos began again. 

I took a slightly sip letting the mead slide down. Leif leaned in towards me. He been drinking many cups tonight, it sent shivers down my spine and my stomach felt uneasy. He continued to mutter into my shoulder. Luckily he was speaking softly and how loud the room was, it turned to words in the wind that didn’t reach my ear. Leif went back to playing with Aesa’s blonde messy ponytail.  

Feeling less confined, I sigh heavily, II felt a hand on my shoulder, I jumped slightly out of my seat. Turning to see Edda, I relaxed. Edda leans down and whispers, “Eat Y/N, you’ll feel better. You look ill, your face is becoming pale.” 

I nod to her as I picked up a few slices of bread, stuffing my face, “Happy.” 

“Yes.” Edda chuckles as she patted my shoulder before leaving me alone again. I swallow what’s in my mouth. I picked at the bread and just took smaller bites. 

A short time has passed by and while I watched the others in their own amusements. A group of Vikings come from outside, bringing a cold draft in with them. There was about 15 Vikings and Shield Maidens looking around before dispersing in all directions. 

The Viking that lead the pack into the mead hall stayed in in the middle. Harald removed himself from a group and lifts his arms up happily. Harald shouts, “Brother, back so soon!” Harald places his arm around the Viking that once stood in front of the pack. The room shouted a greeting. 

My eyes followed the new Viking male. His short, dirty, blonde hair contrasted his brother’s long brown hair. I also notice that he also has many facial tattoos. That must be Halfdan the Black and both of them are heading this way. 

I’m trying not to stare but I felt like I had to take in his appearance closer than others I’ve met. It’s a different feeling that I’ve felt before. I watched them approaching the end of the table.

Once Leif left his attention off Aesa, he saw Halfdan. He jumped up off the bench, “Halfdan good to see you after all these years.” They grip their lower arms. 

“Yeah, too many years Earl Leif.” Halfdan spoke. His eyes went around the three of us. When our eyes meet, I felt my face getting warm. 

Leif gestured with his hand, “This is my first wife Aesa, It been years, you probably do not remember her, Halfdan.”

“Aesa, it’s good to see you again. You throw an axe at me.”

“It’s so good to see you too Halfdan. Too bad that I missed.” Aesa smirked. 

Leif interrupted his wife, “And this the daughter of Earl Ragnvald and my soon to be second wife, Y/N.”

I am kind of taken back. When our eyes meet, my body felt different. Different when Leif’s and mine eyes meet. This feels true strange.

Harald breaks our eye contact, “When are you both to be married. Should marry her soon Leif.”

“The gods will favor our marriage if we have it during the same moon me and Aesa were married.” Leif says, “In 2 full moons. Just before the summer end.”

My stomach turns again. It feels too soon. I allowed my head to drop before  taking my cup and gulping it down. Knowing it’s mead, it could be a long night of displeasurement. I was now the only one left at the table with Leif went to competed with the other Vikings. While Aesa left the table and is happily speaking to other woman, while I ate bread and drinking too much.

I noticed that Harald and Halfdan do not have wives. Strange they seem to be very popular with woman. I feel like there is history with Halfdan and Aesa, didn’t seem to end well.

After some time has passed, and I drank my weight in mead. I could feel it taking over my actions because I can not stay still. Feeling a bit wobbly as I try to find Edda through the crowds of people. I don’t usually drink this much. 

Finally finding Edda sitting with a few men. One of them is whispering something into her ear. “Sorry to interrupt.” 

Edda whispered something else to his, before standing and headed next to me. “You are fine. I watched you attempting to walk to me.  Let’s get your drunk ass to bed.” 

“I have to tell Leif before heading out.” Edda grabs my forearm bringing through the crowd and to Leif. 

I looked at Leif’s watching us as we approach him. “Earl Leif, I’m going to go head to bed.” 

“I’ll head back with you.”

“No, please continue to enjoy the feast.” 

Leif nods to me and I headed out of the hall. I bring my furs a bit closer to my skin hoping to stop the chill. 

After a short walk, we entered the lodge. We were greeted by the thralls. 

I want to take a bath to try to ease this feeling of displeasure. I asked the thralls to put a bath together. 

“The feast was interesting, wasn’t it?”

“Yes. You seem to have your fun.” I grinned at her. “I was my fault you were taken away from that handsome Viking.”

Edda sat on a chair, she leaned and smirked. “We are going to be here for a while, I have time.”

I sat on the opposite seat of my friend. I started to pick at the wooden table. “What is wrong y/n.”

 “I do not want to be married.”

Edda heavily breathed outwards in agreement. “I understand how you feel. You’ve been my friend for years. You’ve want to save yourself for the one. Which I think is fucking stupid. But that’s me. I fucked many Vikings because it’s what I desire. Y/n, what do you desire?”

I took a moment to think of an answer. What do I even desire. Yes I would love to lie with a man once and a while, but not knowing anything about them is... not what I want. “It changes Edda, I want to love. I am going to be a second wife. Just a new addition. I seen my father wives. My mother never got any attention, yes she loved him, but he loved the others more. That is what I my fear is. The person who says they love me then just go fucks someone else.” I breathe sharply inwards. I rub the side of my heads. 

“Maybe the gods will see you in this struggle and rewards you for your pain. They will...I know it. And look your bath is ready so go in and relax. I’m going to check the surrounding.”

I nod to her. I stood in front of the wooden tub. I thank the thrall and ask her to leave. She quickly leaves as I completely undress. Setting in and sit down in the hot water. It feels great as I roll my my shoulders. I sink more back in the water. After about few moments. Earl Leif comes in. He grins. 

“I am taking a bath Earl Leif, sorry that I can’t rise to great you.”

“Nonsense. Rise, we are to be married. You should not be shy about you own naked body. I will be seeing it a lot of after we are married.” 

I don’t like the sound of that. Make it seem that my body is a just a prize to be won. Sighing quietly to myself. I dig my nails into the side of the tub before I push myself to stand, greeting Leif. 

Leif walks more into the room and in front of tub. He stops me from sitting back into the tub. He gripes my forearms keeping me upwards. He brushes my hair away from off my skin, “Gods. You are beautiful.” His right hand traces along my collarbone and down my arm. 

My breathe hitches. I frown but he does not notice because his only focus is looking at my wet naked body. My body shivers from the cold air.

Leif smiles and his hand continues by going right under my breasts. I shiver and bite my lip not wanting to make any sounds to make him continue this show. Leif lets go of me and turns away. Allowing me to reemerge under the warm water.  

“I want to fuck you right now” Leif takes a deep inhale of my soaked hair. “But that will have to wait. I’ll leave you in Edda’s care as I go back to Aesa and the feast.”

I weakly nod and stare as Leif walks out of the room. 

After Leif leaves, I sat down once again. I am so happy that Leif is waiting until our wedding night as he thinks it will give him more luck. While Vikings usually embrace sex. If the gods favor me more...maybe, Leif will fall sick and die. 

Leaning my head back until my whole head went under. I just need to think. To empty my thoughts. But not a moment after, I am pulled back to the air above. 

I rub the water away from my eyes to see Edda. She let go on my hair. Her frown deepened, “Was worried that you was trying to drown yourself.”

I shook my head, “I wanted to see if the gods had a message to tell me. Are they putting me through a test. I wanted to see a sign. To see if this is my true fate.” 

I am going through your masterlist right now and I am really enjoying all of your writing. This series was really good too.

masterlist: guarded

you’ve tried to separate yourself from your infamous crime family, but a new case has your carefully-constructed world crashing down around you.  now you have to figure out how to heal old wounds and handle the new man who enters your orbit.

Chapter One: Fan Mail

Chapter Two: I’m Screwed

Chapter Three: Exotic Pets

Chapter Four: Cham-pain

Chapter Five: Italian Leather Gloves

Chapter Six: No One But You

Chapter Seven: Epilogue

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a masterpost for the drabble series by yours truly. a revisitation of a well-loved story; watch two forever-lovers fall in love again. canon divergent, set during loki (2020). 

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Bonding Ch. 1

Ghost x Reader (gn)

A story in which you, ghost and soap go on a mission, a mission that was supposed to be in and out. But after the squad was ambushed, you and ghost are kidnapped. While trying to get out, you both get incredibly close. (The character representing you in the story goes by gender neutral pronouns)

CW: torture, violence, guns, interrogation, friends to lovers, nsfw, 16+ please

Multiple chapters

In the beginning, Ghost was as aloof with you as he was with everyone else in the squad. Never one to hold back on the dad jokes and friendly banter, he was always still just as reserved and just as mysterious.

Although, there seemed to be a new development between you and Ghost. Soap and the others noticed how Ghost would always prefer to sit next to you when traveling to and from missions; also noticing how he would grunt in annoyance if he couldn’t. They noticed when everyone was holed up in a safe house, how he would spare you a quick glance now and again in passing.

Yes, Ghost does care for everyone in the squad, but those small actions and others seemed to point that the mysterious British man might care slightly more for you in particular.

Currently, you and the rest of the squad were in the base’s cafeteria, everyone talking amongst each other except for Ghost, as the usual. You always tried to include Ghost into the conversation, sometimes asking for his input or his advice. Usually you only got a, “it’s stupid”, or, “I don’t think it’s that hard to believe.”

On the outside, Ghost looked unfazed, as always, but inside he thought you were the sweetest, too sweet for someone of his past, so sweet he was scared to get a taste; a taste he craved in the morning and into the night.

Today after you all finished eating, you would all be sent off on a quick mission. Infiltrate a Russian base, hack into their database to find out their future plans and how to counter them. A simple in and out.

But this simple in and out, would be anything but.

Getting up, you put your tray away and waved at the others, saying you would meet them in the plane before turning around to see Ghost looking at you.

“I still don’t believe soap actually managed to sleep with that girl, she’s like a B list model!” You chuckled, now walking down the hall with Ghost next to you.

You gave him a side glance before continuing, “have you ever screwed a model, ghost?” You asked, now looking up at him a little longer while you two walked.

He continued to look forward though, his voice unreadable. “Is that your business, Spirit?” You internally blushed, you always loved the way he said your code name in his accent.

You cleared your throat, “I’m just trying to get to know you a bit more Lieutenant, that’s all.” Right after you finished your statement, still looking up at Ghost, you felt his hand quickly grab your waist and move you to the other side of his body.

You failed to notice that because you weren’t looking where you were going, you nearly ran into an open door.

You swallowed hard, Ghost’s hand now retreating back to his side as you felt the phantom touch of his warm hands still on your side.

“Watch where you’re going Spirit, I can’t be your eyes all the time.”

You rolled your eyes, “well you’ll have to be on this mission soon. Watch and learn from a real hacking professional.”

You two were approaching the plane, the back opened as you two walked up; putting on your gear before sitting down and buckling in, Ghost following and sitting next to you; holding onto a sniper rifle close to his chest.

While you were going to hack into their computer system, soap would be escorting you there, and Ghost would scope out the exterior or through the few windows the Russian base had.

There was quiet banter between the squad, you and Ghost exchanging quick glances now and again.

———

“Nice and easy you two.” Ghost’s voice crackles through the radio, his scope following you and Soap as you both snuck in through a window.

“Nice easy my ass.” Soap grumbled back, walking slightly backwards to watch your back as you both slowly made your way to the room that had the computer you needed.

“I thought your ass liked it hard and rough,” you joked, chuckling under your breath. Soap made a gagging motion and bumped your shoulder with his gun.

Ghost left out a heavy exhale from his nose, which you guess was the closest you’d get for a laugh.

You felt warm inside, always seeking Ghost’s approval and being able to make him laugh filled you with pride.

Finally you made it to your destination, Soap staying put right on the other side of the door.

In the room there were many monitors, but one in the center. You sat down on the swivel chair that sat in front of the desk, and when you powered up the monitor, it asked for a password.

You took out a flash drive from a side pocket, unzipping the pocket and inserting the flash drive into the back of the main monitor.

After a few seconds, the password appeared in the inbox, once you clicked enter a “welcome” appeared on the screen with a loading wheel just below.

Once you were in, you clicked a button and spoke into the radio.

“Price, I’m in. Say the word and I’ll get what we need.”

A few seconds you heard Price’s voice, “good work Spirit, I can see the screen here. Go for it.”

The flash drive held a Trojan that could share the screen with an outside party.

You coded the Trojan to show the screen of whatever computer you hooked it to, to Price’s computer all the way back to base live.

This way there was no chance of losing the flash drive that holds the information needed, now all that was needed was Price recording his screen, saving the video recording, and taking the necessary information to the necessary people.

As you were sharing the Russian’s plans live with Price, your conversation was interrupted by Ghost’s grumbling but slightly concerned voice.

“Russians coming in. At least fifteen. Wait hold on-“ a few seconds later he chimed back in, “now at least eleven.”

Right after you also heard Soap knocking on the door, “I hear em coming! Hurry up Spirit!”

Fifteen seconds later you heard shots coming from Soap and the Russians who slowly made their way towards you both.

The sound of a smoke bomb went off, along with Ghost’s voice informing you both that there was an opening on the side of the building that looked clear.

Soap had already ran for said opening, trusting you would be right behind him. And you tried to be, but when you went to open the door it wouldn’t budge.

Jammed. You were stuck.

“Spirit where are you?” Soap yelled through the radio, just making it out of the building.

“Twenty more- seventeen more coming in through the front. Both of you are out yeah?” Ghost asked cooly.

“Spirit isn’t with me!” Soap yelled through comms.

Ghost’s heart dropped, sweat began to form on his forehead and palms. He knew you were a capable soldier, you wouldn’t be in the squad if you weren’t. But that was too many for anyone on their own.

“Leaving the eagle’s nest. I’m coming down to personally assist.”

Soap was holding onto every word, just waiting to hear you.

“I’m still here,” your voice came through, both men sighing in quick relief. “The door is stuck, they can see me in here. I only have my pistol.”

You were more of a computer person than a combat one, so when you did go on missions you usually only had a pistol or some smaller gun unless a bigger one was called for. This mission, it didn’t call for it.

“I can take out a few from the small window once they eventually break it. But I need help.”

“And help you shall get Spirit.” Ghost responded.

Soap had rounded a corner, looking down the hall where you were holed off, Russian after Russian yelling angrily as they try to get the door open.

One spotted him and pointed, and soon five soldiers were all shooting down the hallway at Soap.

Ghost entered the building through the front, sniping soldier after soldier through the chest and head before also being spotted.

Soon after one Russian soldier yelled out a word and through something at Ghost.

He wasn’t dumb he knew what it was.

Just as the grenade landed on the ground, the soldiers got the door open.

Both men on your squad heard your screams and pistol shots, threats and swears rapidly leaving your mouth.

Soon you were tased, rendering you stiff and helpless; one solider hoisted you up, and another came and knocked you out with the butt of his gun.

Ghost was too preoccupied with the grenade, it going off in the middle of your predicament, it was enough to knock him on his ass, his ears ringing, and his mind rattled. He could hear your muffled screaming and threats, angry Russian men yelling over each other, and Soap on the radio asking what to do.

On autopilot, Ghost said into the radio, “leave. Now. Base.”

Soap did as he was told, under the impression that ghost had it under control, like he always did. But he didn’t.

Ghost leaned on a wall as he slowly got up, realizing he was more fucked than he realized.

As he looked up, he saw he was surrounded by Russian soldiers, one holding you bridal in his hands.

Ghost felt fury as he saw you in another man’s arms, not that he was mad at you for it. He was mad it was anyone but him holding you.

The soldier’s noticed Ghost clenching his fist and reach for his gun, but they knew he was too disoriented.

One soldier quickly stood forward and delivered a nauseating punch to Ghost’s gut, making the tall British man stumble to his knees, soon after also being knocked out by the butt of a gun.

Neither did you both know how much hell you were going to endure. And how incredibly close it would make the two of you.