Just Some Things To Remember

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OK I'm half way through TBOSAS and since I knew about the the basic plot points beforehand. I can't stop thinking, do you think current or even middle-aged Snow ever thinks about Lucy? Or Sejanus? The first people he truly committed evil deeds too? I'm not even suggesting in a fond way and not through even Katniss and Peeta mirroring Lucy and Sejanus. Like in his lifetime, I've been dwelling on this for too long.

That thing about fertility

A great many people who are befriended/follow Uhtred say Sihtric is favoured by Freya and Freyr

This stems from one Yule time in Cookham, when Sihtric was allowed to sacrifice the boar

It was his very first time

He got more blood on himself than on the sacrificial grounds

That brought around the joke that from now on Freya will favour him

He will have many children it is said

And nothing has ever been more true

His libido is off this world!

He can go for it anytime, anywhere

He is not quitting until you are with child

And even when you are, he will only leave off when you tell him

He is 100% horny!

And a himbo

You are most certainly with child 80% of the time

So many babies!

And Sihtric loves all of them

He is such a proud and loving father, holy fek!

He definitely does his best to be involved as he can be

Considering Uhtred still likes him by his side in battle

He also all but insists on being with you during your labour

Uhtred usually allows that

And how elated he is when he gets to hold another newborn babe in his arms

And he finds you so pretty when you are with child

He will not waste a single moment to make you feel confident

Be it with a baby bump, just post partum or with a baby on your boob

Sihtric will always tell you how amazing he thinks you are

And often also how much you turn him on

Because fuck you do!

Especially in your second trimester

There is barely any leaving your bed

Because holy shit you drive Sihtric wild every hour of the day

It's become a bit of a running gag for Uhtred to ask you if you are pregnant every time he sees you

Be it with a bundle of joy new in your arms or with a belly full to bursting

And you always answer 'Knowing my husband, I might be'

Though Sihtric will absolutely give you time to recover as much as you need after birth or when one baby is particularily difficult

And then there is the adopted kids

First it is just Cynlaef

But Aethelstan seems to yearn for a true family as well

So you say he can go ahead and call you Mother and Sihtric Father, if he wants

The young royal bastard had already been living under your roof since Uhtred had taken him in on Edward's request

You and Sihtric simply have the most stable family/homelife

Sihtric and you are absolutely loving parents to your boys

They are both raised, like the children of your blood, with the old gods

Though Finan and Osferth make sure Aethelstan gets a christian education as well

Cynlaef and Aethelstan are both very good big brothers

They are very helpful with the younger children

Especially Aethelstan is soooo good with the young ones

Oh the happiness

BIG FAMILY, HAPPY FAMILY

Eleonora doesn’t want to know what Elia and Filippo are going to do in their apartment, but she has a pretty good idea. She makes a mental note to buy some earplugs on the way home.

@vdsweek 8/12:

The last person Jens expects to see at the first party back at Uni is his one-night stand from the boy’s summer trip to Amsterdam. It seems like fate has smiled down on him, if only the guy would acknowledge him. Jens has a plan for that.

(I did not mean to do this but as soon as I drew the background, I knew they were outside. And @belledamsceno made that post about the lake...)

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A cool breeze swept off the lake, and Filippo shivered, more at Elia’s fingers scraping over his side as he dragged Filippo’s shirt up his stomach.

“This isn’t exactly what I had in mind when you invited me to the lake with the boys,” Filippo murmured, tilting his head to brush his lips against Elia’s, gazing down at the beautiful boy beneath him, cheeks flushed pink in the early morning sun, a hickey still visible on Elia’s neck from last night.

Filippo hadn’t expected to find himself outside as the sun rose over the lake, tree leaves dappling the ground as the breeze rustled through the branches. He would have preferred a soft, warm bed, but those appeared to be few and far between at Gio’s aunt’s cabin.

Elia smiled up at him, fingers curling around Filippo’s neck. “I wanted to get you alone before everyone else gets up.”

“If we had the bed…” Filippo said, but he knew it was pointless.

“I didn’t know Gio was going to bring Sofia,” Elia murmured, pressing soft kisses to Filippo’s neck, in just the right way that Filippo felt himself melting at the touch.

“But you did know Marti was going to bring Nico,” he replied, breathing in the scent of soap lingering on Elia’s skin. It didn’t really matter. Either way, he and Elia’s chances at getting the bed had been slim to none.

Truth be told, as much as Filippo would bring this up later, he didn’t really mind sleeping on the couch, being roused at God knew what time so Elia could drag him out to the shoreline, pushing Elia into the grass and greeting him with long, sweeping kisses while Elia laughed and his cheeks went red.

Ella’s eyes were closed as Filippo gazed down at him, a soft smile on his face like he was waiting for Filippo to kiss him, and Filippo didn’t deny him.

He should have hated it, Filippo thought as he leaned into Elia, chest to chest, their bodies warm despite the breeze, his hand curled in Elia’s hair. Elia’s lips were soft, following the slide of Filippo’s. He should have hated being outside this early in the morning, having to watch the boys play FIFA for hours, watching Martino gaze lovingly at Nico every time he said anything.

He should have found it all profoundly irritating, but he didn’t. He liked waking up to Elia in his face, tugging him up, barely enough time to throw on a tee shirt before stumbling out the door. He liked the way Elia leaned into him on the couch while Luca complained about Gio outscoring him, Elia’s hand warm on his thigh. He liked catching Elia sometimes, giving him that same look that Marti gave Nico, though Elia would never admit to it.

“What?” Elia asked when Filippo paused, smoothing back Elia‘s hair.

Shaking his head, Filippo smiled. “There’s a little inn in town. Maybe next time we come up here with the boys, you and I can get a room.”

Elia grinned, eyes lighting up. “How romantic.” He said it teasingly, but Filippo was fairly sure Elia’s cheeks went a little redder at the thought.

“I’m very romantic,” Filippo assured him, kissing Elia slowly, sliding his tongue inside his mouth, fingers tightening in Elia’s hair until Elia moaned and arched into him, fingers bunched in Filippo’s hem.

“Fuck,” Elia mumbled against Filippo’s lips, taking a breath before sighing contentedly, breaking apart for just a second, foreheads resting together as the leaves overhead rustled gently.

Filippo should have hated this, this romantic, making out in the dewy morning grass, gazing at Elia’s parted pink lips, heart-thudding kind of stuff. The kind of stuff he would never have thought possible with someone like Elia.

But he didn’t. He might even be content to lay with Elia outside in the chill morning breeze until the sun fully rose, until Elia’s skin was pink for a different reason other than Filippo laying on top of him.

“Do you think the guys are up?” Elia asked after a long minute, the only noises the rustle of the leaves, water lapping at the shore, and the distant twitter of a bird somewhere.

“Maybe,” he allowed, but he didn’t care about the guys. Not right now. Instead, he tilted Elia’s chin to his, catching Elia’s smile. “They’ll find us eventually.”

“Then we should stay right here,” Elia agreed, nodding against Filippo’s lips, and Filippo merely smiled, kissing Elia easily. They’d stay right there.

My last contribution to our elippo party! This one is for all the Italians: I hope you’re okay and you’re making the most of being at home. Stay healthy! - Beware, there is smut ahead.

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“How long do you think we’ll have to stay here?” Elia asked from where he lay, head hanging off the end of Filippo’s bed, barely suppressing his yawn as the felt the mattress bounce underneath him and Filippo crawled up beside him.

“Bored of my company already?”

Rolling his eyes, Elia smiled at Filippo, scooting back so his head wasn’t hanging off the end. “Just wondering how long the country is going to be in quarantine.”

He supposed he was lucky Filippo hadn’t said no to the idea of Elia joining him during the quarantine, or more lucky that Eleonora hadn’t nixed the idea. He doubted Filippo would have said no either way.

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