#fynan

[m-bardbattled]

29) in a moment of pure joy, sender picks up receiver and spins them around.        ♡        @fynan​.

elsie doesn’t think she’s ever seen him this happy before, and it brings her to a state of dizzying joy she’s never been at. it knocks the wind out of her, being swept right off her feet and spun, but she holds onto him out of instinct and laughs when her lungs catch up with her. after absolutely everything, there is one dazzling ray of light, and it’s the news she’s just given him.   ❝ what do you think we should call him, then? uhtred? ❞   she’s teasing, of course; as if she’d ever curse herself with a son half as troublesome as their friend. 

[wolfkcst-archive1]

Comforting Sentences -Accepting!! @fynan​

            The words fallen from Finan’s lips is enough to bring the wolf-kissed comfort. The gentle touches alone is enough to make Eivor melt into his hands, and lean into the comfort he provides alone. The warmth of his arms, the gentle touch against their cheek - how they wished to be here forever with him like this even if they had woken up from a nightmare that shook their very core. Taking a deep breath, they reach for his hands and lightly curled their battle worn hands around his larger ones.                            ❝I know. Thank you, my love.❞                They whisper only for him to hear, leaning in to lightly press their lips against his cheek and nestle into his neck tenderly. No one else could see them so vulnerable - just him. The one they love and trust.

[wolfkcst-archive1]

true relationship goals is watching your partner pummel the shit out of someone and gets all 🥵 over them - 

by that i mean eivor and finan - @fynan​

[wolfkcst-archive1]

Shove Eivor against the wall and kiss them -Accepting!!

              A small grunt leaves the warrior’s throat, having been shoved against the wall and have lips pressed against their own. Despite how surprise they originally were, they seemed to lean into the touch and return the kiss with the same eagerness. A hand reached up to cup his cheek, letting themselves melt a little under his touch alone. Pulling their head back to let themselves breathe a little, their light blue gaze look deep into his eyes.                            ❝Gods, Finan. That was... Amazing.❞

[wolfkcst-archive1]

fynan

and what did the bear do to you? finan has been a good boy

                 ❝He’s been bad. I’ll have to punish him later.❞         Subtle wink.

[wolfkcst-archive1]

Pick up and carry Eivor -Accepting!! @fynan​

             Honestly, the wolf-kissed should have seen this coming. The tall Irish man always finds a way to irritate mess with the warrior. A small huff leaves Eivor’s lips, hands shooting up to grip at his shoulders Finan carried them off with such ease.                          ❝... You are lucky I love you.❞                  You would have already had my axe down your spine by now...

[wolfkcst-archive1]

Send “You belong to me” for Eivor’s reaction -Accepting!! @fynan​

             A deep breath, light blue gaze shifting up into his darker ones as Finan pressed Eivor against the wall. His whisper in their ear causes them to feel something in their something - a tight but pleasant feeling. Gods, does he not realize what he does to them..? 

                    ❝... I know.❞

[wolfkcst-archive1]

Hug Eivor -Always Accepting!! @fynan​

                A pair of two strong arms wrap around the warrior’s midsection, bringing them close from behind. While Eivor would usually tense up, they seemed to become more relaxed knowing it was the arms of their lovers. Leaning their head back against Finan’s chest, they craned their neck to look up at him with a smile.                          ❝Missed me, have you?❞                   They teased a little, reaching a hand up to gently caress his cheek.