❛ æthelflæd .

⠀⠀⠀.ೃ◯࿔ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝖿𝗈𝗋 ⠀𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 ⠀𝖨 ⠀𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝖨 ⠀𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 ⠀𝐬͟𝐚͟𝐜͟𝐫͟𝐢͟𝐟͟𝐢͟𝐜͟𝐞͟. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝓐𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙵𝙻𝙰𝙴𝙳
𝗅͟𝖺͟𝖽͟𝗒͟ 𝗈͟𝖿͟ 𝗍͟𝗁͟𝖾͟ 𝗆͟𝖾͟𝗋͟𝖼͟𝗂͟𝖺͟𝗇͟𝗌

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[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

@ThatHeathenMan • spent years admiring.

a soft breath escapes as she wills the redness creeping up the apples of her cheeks to subside, gaze flickering back up to meet his.

“ what else does your heart say, lord uhtred .ᐣ ”

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

above, a blanket of stars ; beneath, a layer of furs.

a small, content sigh joins the sounds of the night, the lady’s fingers slowly lacing together with @ThatHeathenMan’s.

“ these are the kind of moments I dream about … ”

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

@ThatHeathenMan • on the shoulder it was a painful grip on the thigh and instead of a sweet whisper in the ear, it was a warning to behave.

æthelflæd never imagined being on the receiving end of such tenderness, much less from the man she had •

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

/ having a lot of muse in a nonexistent verse is </3 🫩

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

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៚ * ⠀༷⠀⠀ྃ⠀

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[ُ @grnte]

i may appear to have the weak & feeble body of a woman, but i possess the heart & spirit of a king.

[ُ @grnte]

if the moon smiled, she would resemble you, she leaves the same impression of something beautiful, but annihilating.

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

@ThatHeathenMan • quieter, words a soft whisper as her gaze drops, suddenly captivated by lips that are too far for her liking.

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

@ThatHeathenMan • have with the looming pressures of the world and the kingdoms … but once in it .ᐣ it all falls away. it’s just them—— uhtred and æthelflæd.

“ how is it you always know all the right things to say .ᐣ ” this time her voice is •

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

@ThatHeathenMan • time to see that smirk spread.

“ that I have been corrupted by a godless heathen. I believe the blame would be yours and yours alone. ” faux seriousness crosses her features, even if her lips twitch with a playful grin.

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

@ThatHeathenMan this time it is her that lets out a laugh, unbothered and free, even if the mention of her mother does make her internally * cringe.

æthelflæd shifts, body propped on its side to catch a proper look at the man beneath her—— just in •

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

I place all blame entirely on lord uhtred.

[ُ @grnte]

my father & i are more alike than i'd care to admit, & whenever i feel pure rage, i know i am my father's daughter.

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

@ThatHeathenMan • with him like this. it comes naturally, almost as natural as the affectionate nip she gifts a patch of skin on his chest.

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

@ThatHeathenMan the sound of his laugh alone is enough to stir a fresh whirl in the pit of her stomach. what she wouldn’t do to hear that sound forever.

“ oh, it would make even the most crude of heathen’s blush, lord uhtred. ”

it’s easy, to joke •

[۟ @sidereumnoxe]

⠀i will, i will die your daughter.
i will, i will die your daughter.
i will, i will die your daughter.
i will die your daughter.

[۟ @sidereumnoxe]

⠀mother, forgive me, i’m lost.
but i’ll find my way home, whatever the cost. i’ll lay down my weapons and crawl my way back over all the boundaries i’ve crossed.

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

@ThatHeathenMan • playfully quiet hum of contemplation.

“ mm … I don’t know. I do have a very wild imagination. ”

[❛ æthelflæd . @OFMERClA]

@ThatHeathenMan and yet this newfound reality still feels like a dream sometimes. how long had she wanted nights spent like this .ᐣ now here, with a head of messy brown tresses resting against his chest, legs tangled together, she can’t help the •