you can love a character and still admit when they’re wrong. i love hild but can acknowledge her flaws (she has none) & can hold her accountable for her wrongdoings (she’s never done anything wrong in her life) & call her out for her actions (which are always correct)
Hild is a kind and courageous woman. One who is not scared to get her hands dirty and is as fierce as any man. She may live her life for God, but it doesn't mean she has to give him everything – does it? Somewhere, deep deep down there is an inkling to be happy to be loved? Possibly, Hild is far too busy to toil away with such things. On a good day she has far too many things to take care of, the last thing she needs to worry about is yet another person and their feelings... even if they are feelings for her?
Uncertain? Is that the word?
Nobody is more surprised than Hild herself
She is a woman of God – perhaps too good a woman for God alone?
Bringing her small tokens such as the flowers she admires and fresh bread is bold
Happily she accepts the generosity
Despite the constant teasing from Uhtred – Hild refuses to believe that anybody could have eyes for her
Although...she is reluctant to admit that perhaps you have caught her eye as well
Oh My! How Does One do This?
Finan has offered to be her personal guide to romance
Wisely Hild refuses – she can manage on her own...maybe
Asking you to join her for a picnic by the river seems innocent enough
Until innocent picnics become secret meetings in the back rooms of the Abbey
Rushing off early to sneak in a moment between mass and prayers
You must be good because nobody has seemed to notice – they have but are too polite to mention it
Eventually it Catches Us...
Trying hard to be devoted to her faith and nothing else Hild knows that she is slipping
It's rather exciting actually
Who would have thought that she would be in love?
Truly and deeply?
Exhilarating and Wild
Hild has never experienced anything like it
She never wants it to end!
Love? What is love? Hild is certain that it is what she feels for those she is fondest of, even when they, Uhtred, are being a pain in her ass! Yes, Hild is familiar with love and the feelings of family, but that is one kind of love. Love for somebody who has stolen your heart is entirely different. It leaves you feeling confused, anxious, enthralled, and even a bit queasy. Hild isn't entirely certain that she is ready for such emotions. Yet here she is, lost in love as she finds herself swimming in your gaze and drinking in your very soul.
Can I ask for a NSFW scenario where since Hild and her fem s/o have been traveling with Thorfinn they haven't got any time and privacy to have some fun so Hild finds an opportunity and takes her fem s/o away for a rather long time?? 😏😏
Thorfinn has karli in his arms as he looked around town for Hild and (Name) but to no avail.
“What’s wrong Thorfinn?”
“I was wondering where Hild and (Name) went. Do you know where they are Gudrid?”
Gudrid shook her head as she hadn’t seen the two in quite some time. Thorfinn figured Hild would show up eventually and continue shopping thru time.
Hild and (Name) were actually in the ladies bath house taking a bath.
They were taking a bath.
It had been some time since the two hadn’t had any alone time in quite some time.
Hild decided since they were alone it was time to make up for lost time.
With her lover’s leg spread wide hild watched as the tool she had made was spinning inside her woman’s pussy.
“How does that feel baby?”
“Great-“
A moan escaped (Name) as Hild was moving the tool from side to side then Hild would pull out then put it back in.
Hild knee someone could come in at any time but this was too good of a moment to pass up.
“I’m glad you like it. It’s still in the prototype phase but it seems that’s it doing well.”
Hild began to kiss (Name)’s breasts as she left the tool to its own accord.
Then Hild lightly licks (Name)’s nipples and when she did Hild felt a slight a pull on her blonde hair, a signal Hild knew to be that her sweet lover liked that.
It wasn’t long from the pleasure of the tool and Hild’s tongue that (Name) reached her orgasm.
Hild watched as she did, it was something Hild enjoyed seeing.
“Where were you two?”
Einar asked as Hild and (Name) finally made it out the bath house.
“Taking care of some business.”
“Yeah, just taking care of few things.”
Einar nodded his head as the two females made their way on the boat.
Hild leaned over from behind her lover and whispered in (Name)’s ear,
Hello! I'm new here so I hope I'm not breaking any rules at all! Can I ask for a scenario where Hild realizes she's falling in love with the sweet girl she saved from a man? I read some of your Thorfinn x male reader and some Hild headcanons so I assumed you were fine writing this but if not, please ignore this request. Thank you, your writing is really cool.
This is fine love.❤️✨✨✨
“Hild! I lost my brush can I borrow yours?”
(Name) asked politely as Hild searches in her bag for her brush.
It was snowing outside and Hild invited the girl to stay at her place.
“Thank you for letting me stay Hild.”
“Don’t mention it.”
Hild not only bought the girl her brush but a nice hot cup of tea.
“Thank you Hild.”
Hild didn’t say anything as she rubbed her neck with blush on her face.
Time passed as the two talked about this and that. How Hild saved her from a man and how grateful (Name) was to Hild.
“So..(Name)..are you interested in men. I’m not trying to be in your business or anything I would just..like to know.”
Hild was blushing the eye contact she was holding with (Name) broke when Hild saw her smile at her.
“Not particularly.”
“Not particularly huh? Women? Again you don’t have to answer. I’m not forcing you.”
Hild was such a nervous wreck now as she heard silence from her crush.
“There’s a woman I fancy now Hild.”
Hild’s face became a bright red as she looked at the sweet woman who enjoying her tea.
"It has been a while." You hear someone say. You look up to see Hild approach. A gentle flush draws onto your cheeks. "Abbess." You whisper.
Hild sits down beside you. "Just call me Hild." She says softly, taking your hand. You smile a small smile and squeeze her hand.
"What brought you to church this Christmas?" She asks. You flush and look away. Hild places a hand on your knee. "Come now, you did not come here to pray." She says softly.
You heave a soft sigh. You may have lost your faith, but you have not lost your feelings for her. But you know you can't tell her. She is an abbess.
It can't be. Never again.
"You are not here for god, are you?" It is no accusation. Hild sounds so sweet. Your heart churns.
You shake your head, not trusting your voice. You are here for her, and only for her. You are here for something that was once. You are here for the past.
And yet the present is sitting right beside you. And she is looking like an angel. "Oh Hild..." You whisper. The abbess smiles and kisses your temple. She squeezes your knee and leans against you.
"You can stay for as long as you like." She whispers.
"Happy Yule." She whispers and presses a chaste kiss to your lips. "Happy Christmas." You mutter, your heart racing in your throat.