#but don't look down on my resolve to stand beside him when he's risen up.''

[kazumahashimoto]

kono oto tomare is really good btw i feel like every time i remember literally any detail about it it like breaks me a little bit. the amount of love amyu has poured into this story and characters fucks me up man. like it renders me speechless sometimes and you know i love to talk. you walk into kot like oh this is gonna be some shoujo music sports anime type shit and it hits you with that one two "i bet chika never thought that he, himself, could be thought of dearly by somebody else. after realizing that, i thought of all the things i could've done, and all the things i didn't do, and felt angry that i didn't take action. which is why, from here on out, i think i'll continue standing next to chika, just like i always had." "if i also fell, how would i pull him back up? i am where chika escapes to. if such a place wasn't safe, it would be meaningless. i don't know how you define friends. maybe they would have the resolve to fall down together, but don't look down on my resolve to stand beside him when he's risen up." like what if i died right here

[underatedcharactersunite]

Something Better Than Treasure

Summary; Y/N, is the eldest child of Ragnar and Lagertha. As her wish is granted to raid in England, she meets Harald Finehair who's taken back by her.  Pairing; Harald Finehair x Female Reader  WordCount; 1,117                                          »»————-　➴　————-««

Y/N was the eldest child of Ragnar Lothbrok and Lagertha. Eldest sister to Bjorn, Ubbe, Hvitserk, Sigurd and Ivar. She'd grown up to be a skilled shieldmaiden who could use any weapon given to her. On the other hand, Y/N also expressed her desire to explore the oceans and experience new lands. 

However, so far, her father had only allowed her to attend several local raids. Y/N desired more. She wanted to take part in the voyages to England. Yet regardless of the several occasions, she'd pleaded for her father to permit her to come with them. Ragnar denied her.

Until now. Floki and Lagertha pestered Ragnar to allow Y/N to attend the next trip to England with them. Why should the sons of Ragnar be allowed to raid and conquer, yet his eldest child refused her birthright? 

Ragnar finally conceded. At the next possible moment, Ragnar was informing Y/N she was travelling to England with them. Ragnar observed as her face lit up in excitement. Suddenly Y/N held a spring in her step as she rushed off to tell her brothers of the news. Even Aslaug is thrilled to observe Y/N's happiness radiating off her. Her happiness appeared to flow through the streets of Kattegat. 

With excitement and anticipation running through her veins, Y/N was suddenly spending every waking moment preparing for her first voyage to England. 

With excitement and anticipation running through her veins, Y/N was suddenly spending every waking moment preparing for her first voyage to England. She had forgotten how many hours she had been perching on the dock doing various preparations. Suddenly the sun had settled, and the moon had risen. 

Meanwhile, Ragnar was sitting beside Aslaug as they feasted and greeted Harald Finehair and Halfdan the black. Ragnar observed as his sons bickered amongst each other. Meanwhile, the other attendees of the feast danced, drank and ate merrily. Looking around, he couldn't pinpoint the location of his daughter. 

"Where is she? I told her she needed to attend the feast, yet she is not here." Aslaug turned and glanced at her beloved husband before placing her cup down.  

"Husband, she is a grown woman. She will show up to the feast when she's ready. Need I remind you, it was you who informed her she was going to England. Perhaps she's off making her preparations."  Ragnar rolled his eyes as he rose from his chair, walking down a couple of steps that separated them from everyone else. 

"I'm aware of the age of my child! However, as the Daughter of an Earl, she must attend feasts! Not only that, but I don't want my child to forget that she must eat to be strong." 

Ragnar stormed off into the night in search of his daughter. There were a handful of places she could be, but her favourite place to think and contemplate was the docks. 

A thudding of footsteps echoed closer and closer. Ragnar swiftly turned to wait for whoever was rapidly approaching him. As the moonlight shone brightly, Ragnar exhaled a breathe as Harald came into view. 

"Ragnar, I thought I could accompany you on your walk," Harald said as he slowed down so he could equal Ragnars restarted pace. Ragnar sighed as he continued to make his journey to the docks. 

"I am not out for a walk. I'm in search of my daughter. She's not ordinarily like this. She's very polite and is often one of the first to greet our guests." 

"Don't worry, Ragnar. I've heard that this trip to England will be her first overseas raid. She must be thrilled and excited. I remember sailing on the oceans for the first time, the anticipation, the nervousness. She must have many emotions coursing through her body." 

Just as expected, Ragnar found Y/N sitting on the dock, slowly sharpening her blade. Her mind appeared to be distracted looking out at the water. However, he recognised his daughter better than that. Just as they got close enough, Y/N rose from her feet, swinging her sword aiming it directly at them. 

"Easy! Are you really trying to kill your own father?" Ragnar snapped as she lowered her sword rapidly. In her defence, how was she supposed to know who was approaching her?

Harald was frozen in awe as he took in Y/N for the first time. Harald had never graced such a beautiful yet ruthless appearing woman in his life. Harald imagined her to be a rose, beautiful and delicate yet dangerous. Had the God's sent her to him? Because she was magical. 

"Y/N, this is Harald Finehair. One of the two men that you were supposed to meet at the docks earlier." Y/N held out her hand, suddenly feeling guilty that so many hours had passed. She hadn't meant to let time slip from her fingers. However, since hearing Father's news, her mind had been distracted. There had been so much to do from sharpening her weaponry. To make sure she had everything she needed. Her Father graciously allowed her to return to England with them, and she wasn't about to fail him. 

"Forgive me, Lord Finehair. My mind has been elsewhere with the impending England voyage." Y/N extended her hand out, and Harald took it with ease, pressing a delicate kiss onto her knuckles. 

"There's no need to apologise. The pleasure will be all mine once I get to raid with you. You know I've heard of your manly battles, but none talk of how beautiful you are." Y/N was flattered by the sentiment however, Ragnar rolled his eyes in disgust. Harald and Y/N kept their eyes on each other, neither one refusing to glance away first. 

"Enough! Will you go and get something to eat before your brothers eat it all." Reluctantly, Y/N snapped out of her trance and excused herself in search of food and her brothers. Ragnar and Harald were left alone once more. 

"If you're going to flirt with my daughter, please don't do it in front of me. It's nauseating." 

A little while later, Harald returned to the feast, simply enjoying the atmosphere, when his eyes locked onto Y/N once more. She was standing behind her brothers, trying to resolve an argument between Ivar and Sigurd. She pressed a gentle kiss to the top of Ivar's head in an attempt to soothe him. Harald smiled at the scene unfolding in front of him. 

"Is everything okay, brother? Why were with Ragnar for so long?" Harald smirked his eyes remaining firmly on Y/N. 

"Ragnar introduced me to his daughter, Y/N. I'm glad we agreed to join Ragnar on his return trip to England." 

"Why's that?" 

“Because I think I found something better than treasure.”