#leif eriksson x female reader

[hederasgarden]

how about "I've always been alone." with Leif and a girl he’s courting?

Persistence

Summary: Many men have come for your hand but Leif is the first you let into your heart.

Pairing: Leif Eriksson x F!Reader

Rating: Teen. Allusions to sexual content. 

Word Count: 658

The Greenlander is persistent. You’ll give him that.

It’s mid afternoon, the summer sun high in the sky. The hills are dotted with wildflowers and your crops are growing strong. He’s fast at work in your south field, shirtless. The wild mane of hair you’ve come to expect is tied into a low bun. His skin grows tan and slick the longer he works to remove the stubborn boulder from the fields. He’s not the biggest or handsomest man you’ve ever seen but his face is pleasing and his blue eyes are beautiful. 

Many men have come over the years to ask for your hand in marriage. Some are after your beauty but most desire the fortune that would come with the land your father left to you. The rich and fertile soil produces the best grain in the valley, selling directly to the King himself. You’ve given every man who comes the same challenge - remove the massive stone from your field and you’ll marry them. It’s been there since before your birth. Your father always planted around it. 

None have succeeded and you expect Leif will be no different, though you will admit in the privacy of your own mind that you are growing to like him. In between working on the stone he’s fixed several things that have fallen into disrepair around your home. When he comes he brings fresh fruit and smoked meat. Sometimes he’ll work from morning to night several days in a row, only to disappear on some mission for the King for a week or two but he always returns. Quiet and determined.

Occasionally you’ll take pity on him and share whatever you prepare for lunch. You eat in the fields, never in the house. He doesn’t speak much but when he does he always manages to get you talking. About yourself and the farm. Sometimes about your father and your dreams for the future. 

“What do you want, Leif Eriksson?” You ask, resting your arms on your knees. “Surely you have better things to do than toil in my field. People you wish to spend time with.”

“I am where I want to be.”

“This is a lonely endeavor,” you remind him. 

“I've always been alone,” he tells you seriously. “Even when surrounded by friends and family. I think you feel that way too.”

You drop your gaze to the soft soil underneath, scooping up a handful to rub between your thumb and forefinger, feeling the grit and damp warmth. Even when your father was alive your life was quiet, somehow separate. The conversation was always about the farm and animals. You felt loved but also alone. Not understood.

 “I do,” you admit.

“Do you feel that way now?” He asks, grasping your hand gently in his. There’s dirt under his nails, the skin of his forearm marred by silvery scars. 

“No,” you confess. “Not for some time.”

He shifts closer and your nostrils flare, taking in the musk of his sweat and the smell of the earth. You look up to meet his eyes, mouth parting. Somehow, when you weren’t looking, his persistence and calm presence wormed their way inside your heart. Begrudging respect for how hard he worked and how kind he was grew into something more. 

You stand abruptly and he pulls back, staring up at you curiously. “Come,” you tell him, brushing the dirt from your dress and holding out your hand. 

His brows crease with confusion. “I have not freed the boulder…” 

“That was never the true task,” you reveal.

Understanding breaks across Leif's face and he smiles, the corner of his mouth lifting in amusement. He accepts your offered hand, following behind you towards the house. Tomorrow you will find a priest in the city and profess your intentions before God, but tonight you’ll join together in a more holy sacrament. Something just for the two of you. 

[hederasgarden]

Vikings Valhalla Masterlist

Leif Eriksson

Heartbeat (Leif Eriksson x F!Reader l Explicit l 874) 

When your home is attacked, you see a different side of Leif.

Persistence (Leif Eriksson x F!Reader l Teen l 658)

Many men have come for your hand but Leif is the first you let into your heart.

The Rescue (Leif Eriksson x F!Reader l Gen l 431)

You hate frat parties but Harald's new friend might just change your mind. (Modern AU)

Harald Sigurdsson

New Beginnings (Harald Sigurdsson x F!Reader l Mature l Ongoing Series) 

You are chosen to wed King Harald in order to cement the alliance between King Canute’s growing kingdom and Norway.

King Canute

A Quiet Interlude (King Canute x F!Reader l Explicit l 1.2K)

After the death of Queen Ælfgifu, you become King Canute’s new wife.  

Godwin

Wicked Games (Godwin x OC l Explicit l 662)

The new Elderman of Wessex has met his match with Lady Aida.

♡Main Masterlist♡

Thank you @callsignhurricane for my beautiful headers!

[hederasgarden]

Heyy since requests are open, may I ask for a modern AU Leif drabble? Btw I love your natural way of writing and well constructed characters<33

Thank you anon! I don't always get a lot of feedback on my fics but it means a lot! So here's a little drabble.

Summary: You hate frat parties but Harald's new friend might just change your mind.

Pairing: Leif Eriksson x F!Reader

Rating: Gen. Modern AU, drinking, and brief unwanted touching.

Word Count: 431

You take in the room, eyes drawn to the rowdy, drunk frat boys first. Harald is holding courting at the center of the room swaying back and forth as he sings some stupid song, red solo cup held high. Half the girls are already mooning over him. To his left is his brother Olaf who is way too old to be at a party like this but still comes, watching everyone with that creepy stare. 

You almost skip over the stoners, sitting quietly in the corner. Leif and Harald are unlikely friends but he and the other Greelander exchange students have been coming to these parties for the last couple of months. They mostly keep to themselves, though Liv and Ulf could be lively when the hard liquor came out. 

“Hey kitty kat,” a drunk frat boy purrs. You don’t recognize him, he must be one of the new pledges. The older boys would know better than to mess with you. 

“Go away,” you warn, waving him off. You look up, searching for Harald but he’s otherwise occupied with Freydis of all people. You like her quick wit and feminist leanings. She seemed to have a good head on her shoulders but clearly not if she’s interested in Harald of all people. He may be your brother's best friend but he turned into an idiot at these parties. 

“Don’t be a bitch baby,” the pledge slurs, grabbing your arm. “Just wanna talk.” 

“Well I don’t want to. Let go,” you tell him firmly. When he doesn’t budge you frown, annoyed that you’re going to have to involve Harald but before you can the kid releases you with a yelp, dropping to his knees. 

“She said no.” You blink up at Leif, his normally blank expression serious. He has a loose hold on the boy’s wrist but it must be painful based on the way the pledge’s face is rapidly turning red. “You should apologize,” Leif encourages. 

“Jesus, fuck. Ok. I’m sorry. Super sorry,” he babbles, crawling away when Leif releases him. When he turns to rejoin his friends, you catch his arm. "Thank you.” 

Leif nods and stares at you for a beat longer than is comfortable. “Do you want to get a drink?” He asks.

“Sure. I think the keg is in the kitchen,” you offer but he shakes his head.

“No, tomorrow. Coffee. Just the two of us.”

“Oh, um. Yes,” you agree, surprised but pleased. “We should exchange numbers…”

“I can get it from Harald,” he promises, a half smile under his wispy beard. “Be careful,” he adds.