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    Canute does whatever he can to keep Thorfinn, though it might cost him everything.

    “You want to kill me now.”

    The words steal his breath with their truth. Thorfinn looks at him, from under his filthy bangs, eyes piercing and bruised. Something in Canute’s chest flips over at that look, at how wounded he is. He’s broken. He’s been broken from the first moment they met, but now he’s lost even Askeladd to hold his pieces together.

    “But if you fight me like this, it’s not fair. You have to wait until I get stronger. Be my guard until then, and I’ll duel you, warrior to warrior.”

    Thorfinn’s gaze is unflinching. Canute reaches behind him and pulls the dagger from the folds of his fur-lined cloak. The blade is a part of Thorfinn, like the crown is a part of Canute, now. He hands it over, hilt first.

    “Or, you can kill me today. Right now, right here.”

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    20 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 31

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    He raises his hand and sets the skies ablaze with arrows - but even his strongest, furious flames can never burn the ideal image of king Artorius, the valiant sacrifice of the grandest man Askeladd will probably ever know.

    True warrior dies standing, unaffected by Askeladd's depravity and fire.

    Thors' kid screams his anguish and Askeladd mourns among the ashes.

     

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    Askeladd hates the fire and yet can't help but burn until the day he dies.

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    18 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 10

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    The weather is cold, there's snow everywhere, not even close to how thick it was back in Iceland but still enough to do harm, Thorfinn is dizzy, he's half wet from stumbling into the snow covered ground, he's cold, he's tired, he's on the verge of crying, he just wants to go sleep in a warm bed just like in the old days again, but of course instead he has some old barn that barely looks like it could hold on another night, it's cold, he has a headache, he's cold, will this please just end already?

    He's walking towards the village they've pillaged last night, he didn't want to sleep too close to Askeladd's disgusting selfish lap dogs partying, drinking and laughing all night, so instead of the usual barn he wandered off into the cold woods, what a big mistake, he probably would've gotten a smaller headache than this if he just slept in the barn.. He's too tired to walk anymore, he just gives up and falls on the snow covered ground a few steps afar from the door from the big house Askeladd took for himself last night.

     

    Or... Thorfinn gets sick in the woods on a winter morning and is cared for by Askeladd himself.

    This is actually me writing out of my own hatred for my own father figure

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    09 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 25

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    The image of golden hair and golden eyes flashes under his eyelids, briefly, overshadowing the nasty thick of red in his mind, and Canute’s throat tightens.

    It’s been years since the last time both of their path intertwined, and there's not a single day where Canute is free from the haunting shadow of the Viking with the most beautiful golden eyes he has ever laid eyes on.

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    12 Apr 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 24

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    Bertolt's been dead for a while. It's fine. Better than being crushed between a titan's teeth, which is the last thing he remembers.

    An inconvenient awakening in the Paths.
    A certain someone in the distance.
    Ugh, he's only been back for thirty seconds and he's ALREADY crying.

    It’s four years later, and everything is different.

    An ongoing post-canon fixit for those who think that Bertolt deserved better.

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    29 Mar 2026