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fandomnsfw · 1 year

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I Can Be Your Biggest Fan - Ivar the Boneless x Reader

(Ignore that unfaithful little witch who deserved the death she got! But his face is just so cute right here...At least the gods approve of sexual desires) 😂🤣

Pairing: Ivar the Boneless x Reader

Promt: My obsession with Ivar and his poor underloved self. Poor baby just need love and someone who could actually get his dick hard 🥺

You are a slave and have been most of your life but because of this you got the chance to meet the most handsome man you’d ever seen...cripple or not.

Warning: SMUT! Dirty Ivar loving smut! Foul language because I swear more than a sailor.

ENJOY!!!

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“Her.” You felt your body freeze as the queen stopped in front of you. You had no idea how this queen would be with you but once she had picked you had to follow her either way. You kept quiet as you looked around the village. They hadn’t told you what your work would be but you hopes it wasn’t sex. You’d managed to save yourself so far.

The queen took her place on the throne before assessing you thoroughly. She smiled softly at you and for some reason you felt a sense of peace. Hopefully she was a fair mistress.

“What is your name girl?” She asked curiously her face keeping its smile.

“My name is Y/N, my Queen.” You spoke clearly if there was something you had learnt over the years is that people with respect you more if you speak confidently even if you’re a slave.

“You will be my personal help. You will serve my family dinner, help me bathe, help with grandchildren once I have some.” She informed confidently her wise smile still on her face.

“It would be my honour my Queen.” You gave her a grin letting her know you were more than happy with the job choice.

“Okay, well the cook has food ready so if you could get everything ready that would be good.” She chuckled before shooing you away to set the table.

You were fast getting it done so the queen gave you a happy grin as she sat at the table and waited for her sons. Eventually 3 boys walked into the hall, laughing at something. You stood next to the queen with your hands behind your back.

Then he came in. The most beautiful man you’d ever seen dragging himself around on his hands. That must’ve taken a lot of muscle to do that everyday. Yet he looked like he could take on his brothers with ease.

“This is Ubbe my first born.” The queen pointed to her elder son. He was handsome he had similar eyes to his cripple brother but for some reason they weren’t as captivating.

“This is Hvitserk my second son.” She pointed to the son next to Ubbe and he gave you a cheeky grin.

“That is my third son Sigurd.” She pointed to the opposite side of the table at the strawberry blonde man who looked you up and down with a smirk and it made your stomach churn.

“And my youngest son Ivar.” She cupped her youngest face with affection before looking up to you. He looked up at you with a curious gaze but didn’t say anything.

“This is Y/N my new slave. You are not to touch her without her permission.” The queen glared at all her sons except Ivar.

“You know maybe you should worry about Ivar not us.” Sigurd snickered as Ivar shot him a glare.

“The only one who made me feel uncomfortable with their eyes was you master Sigurd.” You mumbled your anger surfacing. Why did you say that? You should’ve kept your mouth closed but before you could apologise the queen started laughing a long with Ubbe and Hvitserk.

“I like her mother.” Ivar chuckled as he stared up at you in wonder. You met his ocean blue eyes with a sweet smile and he shot you a charming smile that made your heart melt. You felt your cheeks flush so you tried to avoid his eyes, yet you couldn’t stop from looking up only to see he’d yet to remove his eyes from you.

Unlike when Sigurd did this it felt exciting when Ivar did it. It was flattering you thought to yourself. The queen seemed to notice the flirting eyes you were sending each other but chose not to say a word until later on in the night.

………

“What do you think of my sons Y/N?” The queen asked mischievously as the rest her arms on the side of the tub, watching you closely.

“They are good reliable men.” You responded awkwardly as you got her night clothes ready.

“What about Ivar?” She asked quietly trying to his her smirk behind the tubs edge.

“I-Ivar is just as reliable as his brothers if not more.” You muttered quietly as you held out a wash cloth for her.

“Who is the most handsome of my sons?” She teased as she began washing herself.

“Ivar.” You wish you’d at least paused before answering but you blurted out his name so fast it actually visibly shocked the queen.

“Why not ask to lay with him?” She giggled playfully it made you giggle too despite being a queen she was quite playful when she wanted to be.

“Because I am a slave and I have no right to ask a prince and son of Ragnar to lay with someone like me.” You laughed bitterly before giving her a small smile silently asking to move on from that topic.

…….

You were pouring the queen a drink when Ivar appeared at the door, dragging himself straight to the seat near the fire. You finished pouring the queen a drink before walking over to Ivar with a cup. You passed the cup to him with a smile before filling it up in silence.

He tried to keep a straight face but you could see he was trying to not smile. He suddenly patted the spot next to him signalling for you to sit with him. You sat down with no hesitation, placing your hands on your lap as you waited for him to ask or request whatever he was going to.

“I have never been with a woman. I don’t even know if I can.” He said so quiet you thought you’d misheard but you knew you hadn’t. This handsome and desirable Viking is a virgin.

“That’s nothing to be ashamed of. I am thankfully still a virgin. I’ve been lucky in having mostly female mistresses.” You giggled softly as you moved a little closer to him.

“Would you have sex with me?” Ivar asked awkwardly looking away with a blush.

“I would really like to, yes.” You blushed but continued watching him. His eyes widened and he looked at you in amazement as if he was shocked by your answer.

“I thought you were most handsome of your brothers before you asked me. I even told your mother yesterday.” You mumbled shyly as you moved your hand closer to his on the seat.

“Really?” He asked with raised brows.

“Yes…c-can I kiss you?” You stutter not sure if casual affection would be okay. You were not his wife or his lover so you really had no right.

He nodded gently before turning towards you a little more. You leant up and placed a soft kiss on his lips your hands still resting on the bench. His right hand came up to cup your cheek softly as he kissed you so sweetly, it made you melt.

“You said no forcing the slave to do intimate shit!” You heard a voice shout behind Ivar. Ivar released you immediately like he’s done something wrong but you stood up angrily and you couldn’t stop your stupid mouth.

“This was completely consensual! I’m the one that asked to kiss him! Oh wait how about proof!” You shouted before straddling Ivar making sure not to hurt his legs in the process before kissing him roughly.

He gripped your waist tightly as he kissed you back, his tongue meeting yours in a battle for dominance. You let out a little moan when he bit your bottom lip softly before finally pulling away.

“Why would you want to when you could’ve had any one of us?” Sigurd asked in utter confusion.

“Do you even understand how much strength he has to drag himself round all day? While his bones break over and over? He is the strongest and the most handsome out of all of you and I would gladly pledge my undying loyalty to him not any of you. Sorry master Sigurd.” You huffed before turning to Ivar with a shy smile as you tried to climb off his lap but he held you there with a grin, his arms wrapping around you tightly.

You giggled and snuggled into him wrapping your legs around his waist so you were more comfortable. The queen was watching the entire situation in humour and relief that someone finally realised how unique and strong her youngest son is.

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Later that night at dinner you sat in Ivar’s lap while he ate and fed you little bits. He was very sweet to you and it made your heart ache to be more than his slave. If only you could be his wife.

“Will you be joining me in my room tonight my sweet?” Ivar whispered in your ear playfully earning a giggled from you. You gave him a happy nod before he picked a little meat off the bone and holding out to you. You took the meat from his fingers before licking his finger seductively.

He bit his own bottom lip as he watched your tongue like he was hypnotised by you. You gave him a cheeky smile before placing a quick kiss on his cheek.

“Can you two save it for the bedroom?” Sigurd hissed as he slammed down his cup onto the table.

“Leave them be Sigurd I’m happy to see Ivar happy.” The queen scolded with a glare before she turned to her side to look at you and Ivar with a soft smile.

You roles your eyes to Ivar making him laugh before placing an amused kiss on your lips. You gave him an ecstatic smile at his proud face. You curled up against him shyly, but he happily wrapped his arm around you tightly using his other one to stroke your hair sweetly.

“Why don’t you go to my room and I’ll be in soon, hmm?” He muttered against your hair.

You gave a nod before standing up and making your way to Ivar’s room. You sat on his bed and waited patiently for him to drag himself into the room. It wasn’t much time before Ivar dragged himself into the room with no struggle. He climbed into the bed before turning to you to talk.

“Come here sweetheart.” He groaned as he dragged himself into the middle of the bed, his back against the headboard.

You crawled to him slowly until you were in his lap. He ran his hand from your thighs up to your rib cage so swiftly it made you gasp. You gripped his shirt tugging at it letting him know you wanted it gone. You quickly pulled the shirt off him after he gave you a nod and you were practically drooling.

“See something you like Y/N?” He chuckled deeply as he laid back observing your blush as his hands rested just beneath your breast.

“Touch me please Master.” You begged shamelessly.

“Call me Ivar my sweet.” He whispered as he sat up pressing his bare chest against your clothes one. You sat back enough to rip your entire dress off throwing it across the room leaving you completely naked.

He observed you for a few seconds with hungry eyes before bringing you into a searing kiss. His tongue dominated yours in seconds and you let him because giving him control was the least you could do for this strong man.

“Ivar…” You moaned against his lips as you took a break from kissing. Your hand trailed down his chest and suddenly his hand grabbed your wrist with a worried glance.

“I’m not sure if I can…” He muttered nervously but you gave him a sweet smile.

“You can. I promise you just have to want to fuck me enough.” You whispered seductively into his ear as you grind your wet pussy against his clothed crotch.

“Shit well that should be easy enough.” He groaned against your neck before he lay you down. His muscles bulged as he did making you whimper at the sight.

“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered against your naked breast before kissing his way to your nipple, catching it in his mouth and nipping on it earning a moan from you.

His hand traveled downwards towards your core and as soon as his fingers touched you, you let out a needy little whimper earning a groan from the man hovering above you with just one arm supporting him. When you hands tracked down his chest he didn’t stop you this time though he did tense up.

When you reached his pants you felt the outline of his very much working dick and letting out a moan at how big he was. Would that even fit? You didn’t care you wanted him. He looked down in pleasure as you rubbed his erection gently.

“You’re so big.” You whispered in pleasure as his finger rubbed circles over your clit so gently it was driving you mad. You pulled at the lace in his pants undoing it and pulling his stuff member out of his trousers. Ivar’s eyes widened slightly before he pulled you in for messy passionate kiss.

As his tongue fought against yours he pushed two fingers into you, curling them slightly. His hands were rough but they felt good either way. You felt yourself getting close as your moans got louder.

“Ivar m’gonna cum.” You arches your back pressed your chest to his as you thrust against his fingers. He gave you a smirk before moving his fingers faster as he used his thumb to put pressure on your clit.

“Cum for me my love.” At the affectionate nickname you came all over his fingers , your body shaking violently as you came down from your orgasm.

“Fuck me…please?” You begged desperately spreading your legs further so he could come closer.

When his tip brushed against your wets folds you both let out groans of want. His eyes were staring straight into yours as he caressed your cheek lovingly. You nuzzled into his hand kissing his palm lightly before looking at him.

“Ready sweetheart?” He asked gently before giving you a chaste kiss. You gave him a nod and he slowly pushed his tip into you with a breathless gasp. He kept pushing into you slowly, your nails digging into his skin on his back as he stretched you in a way your own finger never could.

When he reached your barrier he stopped to give you a slow sensual kiss as he pushed past it with a sudden firm thrust. You cried into his mouth as he stopped kissing away the tears that escaped your eyes.

After a minute or so you thrust your hips up experimentally, to see if it still hurt but instead of pain you just felt pleasure. You thrust you hips up again more forcefully and Ivar took the hint and began thrusting into you at a slow yet deep pace that had you begging for more.

He smirked down at you and he kept up with the agonising pace not saying a word as he watch you writhe underneath him. You were growing angry and before you could rethink you actions you rolled both of you over so you were on top.

Without a word you began lifting up and slamming down on him at the fast pace you wanted. Ivar let out an almost animalistic growl as he clutched you hips as took control. You felt your pussy clench around him as your second orgasm started coiling in your stomach. He must’ve felt it because he started rubbing circles on your clit and you bounced on his cock taking what you want from him.

“Are you going to cum all over my cock, my love?” He growled his nails digging into your naked ass as he helped you bounce up and down. That’s all it took to push you over the edge, his sickly sweet yet sadistic voice whispering dirty things.

“Y-Yes! Oh Ivar!” You screamed riding out your orgasm happy before collapsing on top of him.

He flipped you both over again and started pounding into you mercilessly. He was like an out of control animal and you loved it. You cling to the furs below you try to hold onto anything as you try to ground yourself.

“Oh gods your so big! Feel so full…” You moaned you voice was so desperate like you were addicted to him. His grunts and groans had you getting riled up all over again the feeling was different though it was stronger because you were over sensitive from recently cunning twice.

“Yes! Oh g-gods…Think m’gonna cum again!” You screamed as you felt your entire body start shaking, the pressure building more and more.

“Me too love…fuck.” He groaned as he thrust faster into you as his hand came down to brush across your clit in a fast brushing motion. And sudden your vision went white. You came so hard you felt liquid gushing out of you and Ivar had stopped his thrusting and pulled back to watch as you just kept shaking.

“Shit that was sexy...”he growled as he started thrusting even harder than before.

“M’Gonna fill you up my love.” He grumbled as his thrust became erratic and untimed.

You lay there still twitching as he used your pussy to finish himself off. As you felt the hot spurts hit your walls you moaned it made you feel full and warm. Ivar collapsed on top of you panting, his skin sticking to yours due to the damp skin.

You brought your arms up, wrapping them around him stroking his hair gently as you bother enjoyed your afterglow. He eventually sat up with a type of smile you had never seen on him, but it’s made your heart flutter.

“I’m glad I’m the first man to see you like that.” He mumbled shyly as his eyes flicked around to avoid yours.

“I am also glad, that no woman has had the pleasure of you as well. I came 3 times.” You giggled grinding down on his cock that was still inside you.

“Yes that last one was interesting. Does that normally happen?” Ivar asked with sudden interest his eyes quickly meeting yours.

“No that’s never happened when I’ve touched myself.” You answered honestly though a blush still made it’s way to your cheeks.

“I wanna do it again.” He muttered with a semi evil smirk before he thrust inside you again.

This was going to be a long night, you thought to yourself with a giggle.

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The next morning you walked into the great hall right next to Ivar as you laughed and teased each other. As you got to the throne you tried to keep you face straight and curtsy politely but Ivar kept looking up at you with a childish grin and it was hard not to laugh.

“I see you two are getting on.” The queen chuckled as she observed you both.

“Master Ivar is treating me with much more respect than I probably deserve my queen.” You answered with a grateful smile to Ivar who just frowned.

“I want her to be a free woman.” Ivar declared with a glare making sure his mother knows he’s serious.

“W-What?! Ivar n-no the queen doesn’t ha-”

“Okay.” The queen interrupted you with a grin.

A smile spread across Ivar’s faces as your eyes just widened. You were free, just like that. You couldn’t believe it. This felt like a dream to you, you looked down at Ivar before your legs decidedly gave out causing you to fall down right next to him. He sat up and pulled you into his arms as tears fell from your eyes. You cuddled into his chest clutching onto him like he was your life line.

“Thank you!” You sobbed over and over again into his chest.

He stroked your hair cradling you in his arms, like you were the most precious jewel in the world. You looked up at him drying your eyes with a shy smile. He matched your smile as he caressed your cheek sweetly.

“I would also like to ask if you would like to be my wife?” He whispered down to you with a soft gaze. Your eyes widened once again, he wanted a boring ex slave to be his wife?

“Me? I am not worthy of you…a-and you barely know me…Why?” You asked so quietly you weren’t sure he even heard you until he spoke up.

“You are more than worthy my love. You have shown me I can be a normal man despite my crippled legs. I know that you would never betray me and I know that I wish for you to be my wife.” He stated gently his eyes shining with affections and in that moment you realised this man was a gift from the gods and you would happily marry him.

“Yes I will marry you.” You giggled happily before pressing a kiss to his lips.

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underscorewriting · 1 year

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Taking Care…

Ivar Ragnarsson x Reader

Warnings: none, maybe a tiny bit of angst?

Words: 844

A comfortable silence surrounded them as they watched the fire burn. Her fingers softly combing through his dark hair, making his eyes closed in satisfaction. Chuckling softly she watched him, watching how his lashes barely brushed his cheeks, how his mouth held the smallest smile, barely visible but still there. A low disproving hum escaped him as she stopped brushing through his, letting her hand just rest on top of his hair, feeling for any remaining braids she couldn't see in the light.

Opening one eye, he shot her a glare making her try to hide her giggle, placing one hand over his eyes, shushing him. Smiling softly he leaned back into her, letting her continue her work. Humming a soft tune she concentrated back on his hair, making sure it wasn't knotted anymore, before rinsing it with water again, watching the last of blood wash out of it. Biting her lip in worry of it being his own, she again thread her fingers through his hair, carefully feeling for any sign of a wound.

Softly taking her hand that was covering his eyes he brought it down to his mouth, kissing her palm lovingly, calming her nerves slightly making her sigh in relief. She was used to treating his wounds, but the ones on his head still worried her the most, not knowing what it could cause to the parts she didn't see. Still placing soft, featherly kisses on her palm and each of her finger tips, the young man couldn't help but keep his eyes closed, leaning into her touch, letting her take care of him.

They both barely said a word when he came back, just needing to feel each other close. Needing to be in the safe haven they created with one another. Tugging on his hair, she grinned down at him with a glimmer of mischievous in her eyes as his own fluttered open to find hers, his heart melting at the sight in front of him. His lover looking down at him with the most truest admiration, her lips pulled into a grin as she tugged on his hair to get his attention, not wanting to break the oh so comforting silence.

Raising an eyebrow he felt his own lips pull into a small smile. Leaning down she placed a soft kiss onto his cheek, leaving a trail of kisses in their as she made her way to his lips. Leaving tingles in their wakening, making the young king shiver slightly under her touch. As her lips finally reached his, he couldn't contain himself as he cupped the back of her neck, pulling he closer, deepening the kiss. Soft gasps slipped out of her mouth making him catch them with the kiss, smirking softly.

With heaving chests, Ivar let his hand slip onto her cheek, caressing the skin softly, making her smile tenderly at him. Her eyes held love. The love he never thought he'd receive. The love he knew was shining even brighter in his own eyes when he looked at her.

"I was so scared, Ivar." Her hand softly playing with his hair, not having the strength to find his eyes anymore. Showing weakness was something so fragile, they both still weren't sure wether it was alright for them to be so open about their fears. Ivars eyes softened as he heaved himself into the position opposite her, taking her hands. "Whatever for?" Worry settled on his features as her eyes welled with tears. Shaking her head she realized how hideous her fear was. He was Ivar the boneless, nothing could or would be able to hurt him. He was protected by the gods.

But as the months went on her fear started to settle in, more reason flooded her mind. What if the gods suddenly stopped protecting him, making him vincible, easier to hurt. More months passed and the fear was causing her many sleepless nights, making her visit the seer almost daily, slowly starting to obsess over her husbands wellbeing. Ivar was fragile, he wouldn't admit it but he was and she knew it. The whites in his eyes turning blue, his bones breaking, being her biggest fear.

A small tear slipped down her as she turned her head away from him. "You need someone strong, I shouldn't worry." Chuckling softly he pulled her onto his lap, being careful enough not to put too much weight on his legs. “What I need is for my wife to worry about me when I’m gone for battle.” His fingers now drawing small shapes softly on the outside of her thighs. A small smile now finds its way onto her face as she nuzzled her head into his neck, inhaling his scent, calming herself.

Smiling to himself Ivar began running his hair through her tangled hair, an evidence that she, again, was spending more time taking care of him and his needs than tending to her own. Placing a featherly kiss onto the top of her hair, he hushed her quietly, stopping her thoughts from torturing her.

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mamaskullz · 9 months

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┊┋ Pairing: Ubbe x OC

┊┋ Series Summary: "I see you'll create a legacy and

┊┋when you knew your end is coming, that’s when you

┊┋start lacking in the one wish you desired the most

┊┋because of your adventurous ways”, the tone in the

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┊┋gently swiftly moves in the wind with the hues of her

┊┋white like grey slate eyes knowing her destiny would

┊┋ soon start dealing with the sons of Ragnar.

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┊┋ Chap I~ The Valkyrie Cries~

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~790 AD~

Ever hear the cries of the Valkyries when they appear to the slain who earned their rightful place in Vahalla where they are greeted at a feast with the mighty Odin himself? What if there were rumors amongst the dead that this year would be the birth of a Valkyrie, a very resurrection of one of his faithful Valkyrie that was one of The Third of his Norns as this child earned the name of a goddess being that embodiment of that very Goddess of fate?

Heard the cries of a woman who accumulated bullets of sweat on her forehead joining the excruciating pain sent to the woman as the other women tended to her in a small wooden cobblestone home as she was on the journey of giving birth, Some were standing by her with just a white cloth dampened from the waters of a wooden bowl replacing the cloths with a new dampened cloth to keep her body cool helping her and praying to the gods that shell have a safe birth. The iron lock on the door clinked as the door burst open causing the reaction of the women to look over in the direction to see a man standing wearing a black tunic with a worried look on his face as the cries continue.

"How is she? What is news about the baby? Will the baby make it?" I heard the unsettling tones coming from his voice as one of the women tried their best to calm him down the pregnant woman's cries were heard in the background causing his concerned looks, "I assure you everything is alright, the baby is healthy and is ready to make its entrance onto the sight of the gods", As the words fell from the woman's perched slightly dry pink lips which put an ease to the Male. "Ást Mín", hearing her quivering voice call out towards the male when her sights set upon him, the male comes running over quickly as soon as he heard her call his nickname.

Falling on his knees beside their shared bed with her hand reaching out to him he successfully grabbed a hold to gradually smile at them two seeing each happily in love, "heart mín", he spoke softly unto her receiving a kiss on her wet forehead and tasting the faint salt taste on his lips, she felt his lips feeling the tension ease up feeling happy and upon the excitement ready to have this baby with the women prepared for the delivery of the baby. As they started the procedure, telling her to push as she did with her love holding her hand feeling the pressure she sent squeezing his hand while using all her strength to push forth while the other woman who was wiping the sweat from her forehead and neck gracefully, motivating her to continue with her pushing.

She almost succeeded in the delivery as the woman told her Just one more push to go the woman took a breather nodding in understanding keeping a tight grip on her love hand while he encouraged her that she was doing great giving him whispers in her ear and kisses on her forehead and cheek. Giving one last push she screamed out using all her strength and might before hearing a screeching cry of a baby, covered in its mother's vernix as the women who helped deliver the baby wrapped in a blue thick linen blanket cleaned the baby up from the white creamy transparent substance it was covered in. Holding the child in her arms she checks and sees a small smile that grows into a bright beautiful smile turning around to the couple as the tired mother and the anticipating father look back at the woman, "The Gods have blessed you with a baby girl!" Walking over to give the new parents their newborn daughter, seeing the beautiful radiant color of her skin that resembles the embers of the fire that still burns until it's only a speck of dust, with eyes like snow seeing the White like grey slate hues color of her eyes as there were silver streaks in her black milky hair earning a smile from her parents as her mother held her, "My Love shes beautiful", The Mother whispered towards to her love seeing the smile on his face as he slowly reached out wanting to hold her daughter to which The Mother lets him gently handing her over to him to his tall scrawny like stature held in his arms of embrace as he looks down to his daughter.

As the father held his newborn daughter starring her in awe flashes of visions started to appear in his mind for he was the seer with his shamanic abilities, seeing through these visions of a dark raven along with Valkyrie standing who was a goddess looking towards him before her eyes reverted to the baby giving him a nod before a flash as he saw an up close face with a man who was missing an eye speaking out to him saying "A Valkyrie rests on the rock in sleep, flickering fire flames about her with the sleep-thorn Ygg her erst did prick, other heroes she felled than he had willed, for her name of That Which Shall Be", Speaking with the deeped groggy tone of his voice speaking unto the man hearing the growls of the draugr in the background before his visions came to a clear where he comes back to his love and his daughter who was now calm after the cries she was speaking, The Father took one look at her, "I have a name that Odin himself have gifted me with, Through her beauty giving as she was blessed by Freyja herself, i have seen of our beautiful daughters future that will be an epic adventure but will be challenging that only her will have to figure out herself, for a name that comes from a Valkyrie, she rides to choose who shall be slain & govern the killings. I blessed the name Skuld Draugr coming from the youngest norn and powerful Valkyrie along with her dark aura of the strength of a Draugr. She will be one of the strongest women who will be the guide of men", the father spoke earning a smile from his love, loving the name Skuld Draugr but earning the sense of trepidation knowing what may come to him and her.

Midnight has fallen upon the couple after the delivery, The Mother and Father were fast asleep in their shared bed covered up in animal hides blankets as Skuld was in her made basinet who was peacefully sleeping until hearing in the distantce of men yells which caused the male to awake from his slumber hearing the rumbling sounds as they get closer seeing out of the window looking upon ball of light getting closer which were torches that were being carried by men, seeing the action caused the man to be afraid as he quickly woke up his dear love, grabbing a few things for her she was confused as to why he looked in the disarrayed state with confusion and grew worried in her, "My Beloved what wr-", As her words cut off short hearing the commotion outside before she came back from her love shoving her things in her face, "There no time to talk, you and Skuld need to leave Kattegat immediately", with his voice sounding scared hearing the shudder in his voice as there was no time to for an explanation as she picks up a now disturbed Skuld crying since her slumber was interrupted by her mother sudden lift into her arms as you could see the tear in her eyes falling from her face as they hugged and kissed each other one last time don't know if this is farewell forever as their eyes that were glassy from the tears looking at each other with their heart sinking one by one.

With her now running in the dark woods, she comes to a halt seeing from a distance their shared home was now being raided by Vikings the torches surrounded their home seeing them bring their beloved out of their own by force before they realized the wife & their daughter was not in there which her feet starts picking back up running once again now knowing she was gonna get hunted down heading down towards a vacant shore which she comes to seeing and empty boat, with no time to waste she gets in the boat placing down of what little belongings she had left while holding her daughter in the other arm, grabbing the oars started to move the boat with the gravity of the water she held her daughter close feeling the tears pouring from her face knowing her love will not be with him, and Skuld will not have her father watching her grow.

After a successful mission putting Skuld back to sleep the process of falling asleep herself, startled as she was when the boat hit something which caused her to wake up seeing land upon her as the sky returned to a bright light shining down her melanin skin she looked around seeing some people walking back with baskets of clothes or some carrying some food materials, she recognizes the place in the instant as she could smell the grassy mildew as she arrived in Götaland.

~793 AD, 3 Decades Later~

In the South of Svealand, in Scandinavia I heard the cheerful giggles of a little girl and bark coming from a dog seeing a now 3-year-old Skuld smiling from top to bottom playing with a fluffy rather big dog who was gray and white earning a smile from a woman who looked like she was in her mid-20s seeing how her golden brown wavy hair went all the way down to her back watching Skuld playing with the dog that seems to belong to the woman, She seems interested in my dog huh Skadi?, she spoke with her lips perched looking back at her shield maiden who was the mother of Skuld, as she looks upon her daughter given like playful at her nature, ever since upon arriving in götaland seeking shelter to which she was blessed to be picked by princess Aslaug to be her shield maiden and servant in return shelter for her and her child as Skadi learned how to use a sword by her father when she was a youngling which it grabbed her advantage as she became one of Aslaugs shield maiden. Coming back to the present, watching her daughter play making her smile remembering when she was just a baby, I do agree with you princess, As the words fell from her lips as for the other shield maidens that came along in protection of their beautiful princess Aslaug. "I wondered what it was like to bore children to see their cute-like stature growing until they grew strong among many men and women", Aslaug spoke with such curiosity while looking at Skuld, Skadi looked at Aslaug wondering what was going on in her mind before feeling her lips part, "your grace, it is like any parents who bore a child or children of their own, as the gods above have blessed them with beautiful kids that fill their heart with love and care, wanting for their kids to have the world see the beauty of kid. Will sacrifice anything to protect their own, I believe like Your grace parents when they had you princess", Skadi spoke like a true mother would, speaking from the heart of her soul as Aslaug looked over to Skadi giving her a lovely smile.

"I know your graces loved her parents by the way she will speak so highly of them while they feast with Odin in Valhalla", Skadi added knowing Aslaug loved being praised by others for her obsequious clever nature, before Aslaug stood up from her seat and getting undressed to bath in the clear river waters before her eyes. "Skuld!" Skadi called beckoning for her daughter to come, Skuld came to a halt from playing with Aslaug's dog to now finding herself running to her mother, hearing the cute giggles as she looked up seeing her mother who squatted down before her at eye level with her daughter, "While our princess bathes would you mind going out into the forest grabbing some black crowberry & red raspberry, knowing how you love when mommy fixes that sweet treat she always makes for you?", Hearing the words she was hearing her eyes lit up nodding in excitement as a brown linen pouch fell into Skulds hand before Skadi sends her off trusting in her daughter that she knows how to get back in safe arms.

Skulds now with instructions in the forest to find the berries she needs grabbing a handful before hearing upon her ears as she hears twigs snapping from a distance before she knew it that's when she turned around seeing upon her a man, whose eyes glittered like the oceans, when her visions started as her journey as a völva became to be...

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Vikings and Hairstylists

Summary:You get the opportunity to work on the set of Vikings. But when you meet your celebrity crush, how will you react? Will anything happen between you two?

A/N This was so exicitng for me to write. I hope yall will enjoy this as much as I did.

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You couldn`t believe it. You got the job! This was so unbelievable, that you kept repeating the memory of how it went down.

You were fresh out of Beauty School, looking for a job. Ever since you started watching hair braiding tutorials on youtube, which was a few years back, you found a new passion for hair. You watched every hair video, hair routine, hair products reviews there was on the internet, and you couldn`t wait to one day become a famous hairstylist, specializing in braids and giving people the hair of their dreams.

With that in mind, you were trying to gather your thoughts and come up with a strategic plan that could allow you to launch a career in this field. Maybe I should ask around at salons to take me in as an assistant. That would give me a good start. You thought. Many people started off as just that, hairstylist assistants. But that was not to be looked down upon, for it was the best way to practice and learn more tricks.

You were getting tired, and decided to just let the idea rest at the back of your head, and switched to scrolling through Instagram. It was as if the Gods were guiding you towards your path, because it was at that very moment that you opened the app, that you saw something that was a clear sign of the Higher Beings listening to your cries.

`` FELLOW VIKINGS FANS, WE ARE ANNOUNCING SOMETHING VERY EXCITING. WE ARE OFFERING OUR FANS A CHANCE TO COME ON SET AND WORK WITH THE AMAZING VIKINGS TEAM. WE ARE HAVING 5 OPEN SPOTS FOR NEW HAIRSTYLISTS, TO COME AND WORK CLOSELY WITH OUR CAST. REQUIREMENTS: -A DIPLOMA THAT LEGALLY ALLOWS THE PERSON TO WORK AS A Hairstylist and -A PORTOFOLIO OF PREVIOUS HAIRSTYLES DONE ON VARIOUS TYPES OF HAIR ( LONG, SHORT, CURLY,STRAIGHT) SEND US YOUR PORTOFOLIO TO OUR E-MAIL, ALONG WTH A VIDEO OF YOURSELF DOING AN INTRICATE BRAID (YOU CAN USE A REAL PERSON OR A MANNEQUIN) WE WILL SEND AN E-MAIL TO THE 5 LUCKY PEOPLE WHO WON THE CONTEST.

It was utterly shocking. Mouth agape, you re-read the announcement at least ten times, before finally squealing in happiness. You were a HUGE fan of the TV series Viking, hence you were trembling, and with shaky hands, you closed your phone, taking deep breaths in and out to calm yourself.

Moments later, with a clear head, you re-read the requirements, and frowned at the one year experience requirement. Your beauty school lasted exactly one year, and you had to also help at the salon you were studying at, so you wondered if that can count as experience. As for the portofolio, you had done some amazing hairstyles on your models, and, thank the Gods, you were now more than ever grateful for the fact that youve had this inclination towards braids, because half of your phones gallery was full with photos of you doing all sorts of braid variations on your friends. You even took inspiration from the show, and tried to recreate one of the most complex braids on your models. So your portofolio was pretty solid.

It had been days after you sent the requested things to the Vikings e-mail, and you couldnt sit still for not even one second. You kept checking your e-mail, your Instagram dms every hour, fidgeting with your phone all day long. You told your family and closest friend about this of course, and they were all very happy you found this opportunity, tho you could tell by their eyes that they felt sympathy for you, knowing you`d never get selected out of all thousands of fans out there.

And you, too, started to believe it slowly, after each day passed away without any feedback from the Vikings team. So you decided you wouldn`t sulk around, and you started enjoying your free time by meeting up with your girlfriends and forgetting you even submitted the e-mail.

Until one day, when it was late and you checked your e-mail for a confirmation code for an app, that you saw another e-mail had been sent, and when you saw who was it from, you almost threw your phone up to the ceiling, almost smashing it in excitement. The Vikings team had written back to you, expressing their amazement and eagerness to have you as a new member of their team.

And now you were on a plane, on your way to Dublin, to start working on the set of Vikings. This was still so surreal, you had to hold back giggles and excitement, not wanting to look like a maniac to the other people around. Oh, if only they knew where you were going.

Once youve landed and got your baggage, you were met with a large crowd of people, each standing and waiting for someone. You glanced around the crowd, until you noticed a man in a black, fancy suit and a woman standing next to him, holding a big sign with your name on it. You rolled your baggage over there, greeting both of them politely. '' Hello there. I am Emily. And this is Kevin, one of the drivers. We will take you to the hotel now, and in the meantime, I will explain to you briefly tomorrows schedule.'' She smiled kindly, putting a hand on your back and guiding you towards the exit, while Kevin took the baggage for you, carrying it towards the car.

The ride was about twenty five minutes, enough for Emily to give you a rundown of how everything works around there. Tomorrow, you were going to be picked up by the same driver at around 5 am, and then taken to the set. You were going to meet Shaila, the main stylist, who will guide you and show you what you have to do. It seemed easy enough, only, you couldn`t believe you were going to meet the actors you were only used to seeing on TV. You were especially nervous to meet Alex, who plays Ivar. Emily also explained how the filming of season 5 was beginning officially tomorrow, and that you would witness first hand how the magic happens.

Once you reached the hotel, you glanced at the name. Conrad Dublin. 5 Stars. Damn It looked extremely luxurious. You were dearly hoping you wouldn`t be the one paying for the stay.

Emily helped you check in, while Kevin brought in your luggage.

'' This is yours.'' She handed you a keycard, with the numbers 203 on it. '' Today is your free day. As its only 3 in the afternoon, you can feel free to explore the area. The center is less than a kilometer away. Theres tons of pubs around here, stores, supermarkets. The company will take care of your bills for the room. Unfortunately, we do not offer an included breakfast pack with the stay, but seeing you are on set more than half a day, we have a buffet there, so you don't have to worry about that. my suggestion, don't stay up too late. Go to sleep earlier, and don't forget, be out here before 5. Other than that…'' She trailed off, seemingly trying to think if she told you everything you needed to know. '' Well, I guess that`s it. Feel free to explore the city. Bye.'' She waved and left with Kevin.

You went to your room, plopping down on your bed. It was a small hotel room, but honestly who cared? It was so luxurious, and so well kept, you were at first afraid to touch anything. You inhaled the fresh smell of the sheets, sighing in contentment.

You wondered, were you the only one staying at the hotel? Or were there other cast/crew members?

You took a nice cold shower, trying to get off that travel dirt off of you. You got out of the shower all energized, ready to go for a little stroll. Changing in a simple oversized shirt, with a David Bowie picture on it, and comfy sweatpants, you grabbed your phone, placing your keycard inside your phonecase and took the elevator down to the lobby.

Taking a brisk walk, you took every second to glance at various buildings, appreciating the infrastructure. As Emily said, there were tons of pubs, and in your 10 minute walk, you saw at least 5. You loved the Dublin atmosphere. For a capital city, it wasnt as crowded or as loud as you would have guessed. Or maybe that was just because you werent necessarily in a touristic area.

You decided to turn back around, after 30 minutes of walking, deciding this was enough walking. On your way back home, you stopped at a supermarket, called Fresh and bought some junk food that would get you going until the next day.

You finally reached your hotel room, plopping onto the bed yet again and turned on the TV, for some background noise. You opened your bag of chips, along with you store bought coffee, and started snacking, while texting your family, letting them know you got to the hotel all safely. When it was around 10 pm, you decided you should listen to Emily, and go to sleep.

You were rudely snapped out of your deep sleep by your alarm, ringing insistently. With a grunt, you quickly turned it off, and after a few seconds of staying motionless, you rolled out of bed with a long sigh. You brushed your teeth, washed your face with some cold water, to get the puffiness out of your eyes to go down, and then went straight to the pre-established clothes you decided on wearing the previous night. You weren`t aware of any dresscodes, so you decided not to overdress, nor underdress. So your final decision was a pair of clean, simple jeans, a plain white shirt, and a pair of green converse. You hoped this would suffice. Grabbing your handy-dandy backpack, packed with your essentials, you headed towards the exit of the building.

It was really chilly outside. The sun wasn't even up yet, and well, considering it was still 4 50 am, it wasn't a shocker. Down at the lobby, you couldn't see anybody. Not even the receptionist.

A couple of chuckles were heard behind you, and you turned to see a group of 4 girls coming up to you.

'' Hey… You don't happen to be the new hairstylist…for you-know what, do you?'' A blonde girl asked.

You were wondering if thee girls were the other 4 contestants that won. '' For… The.. Show you mean?'' You asked directly. The other 3 girls giggled, and the blonde one smiled. '' Yeah. That`s what I meant. I had to make sure you're not just a random person. You see, we signed some papers, that forbid us to tell other people where we actually work.''

'' Oh..really?''

'' Yeah. Anyway, I am Aurora. The ginger one is Phoebe, that one is Amalia and Cassie.'' She presented, pointing to a curly haired girl, with ginger hair, respectively two brunettes, one with long hair, Cassie and the short haired brunette Amalia.

'' Yn.'' You replied timidly, slightly intimidated by how beautiful these girls were.

You 5 started chatting, asking each other basic questions, such as how and why you got into this field, for how long, and other personal ones, until you were interrupted by the arrival of Kevin, who waited patiently and silently for you all to climb into his vehicle. He greeted you all with a short mornin and then remained silent throughout the whole car ride, that was fortunately filled with the conversations struck by the girls.

Half an hour later, you came to a stop, somewhere far from the city, on a hill, that looked pretty much like it was in the middle of nowhere. But at a second glace, you notice, you were in some form of parking, for there were many cars around the place, scattered messily over a mile, and tons of trailers at a walking distance. You girls were guided by Kevin through a little gate, who was guarded by a security man, and after checking your ID`s, you were told to go find trailer number 13.

You felt your nerves resurfacing. You were actually here. On the set of one of the most streamed shows. Luckily, you werent completely alone, as you had the new found girls by your side. You all found the trailer, and by public demand, you were chosen to be the one to knock on the door. Shakily, you used your knuckles to hit the door two times, hoping someone inside heard it. After you all heard a faintcome in`, you opened the door and stepped into the trailer, with the rest of the girls following you.

Once inside, you noticed three typical hair stations you'd see at any salon, with a mirror each, and pictures of the actors with the hair on. At last, you glanced at the far end of the trailer, bent down, a woman. She quickly stood up, and that's when you finally glanced over her frame. She was a woman in her mid 40s, with a chubbier figure, mid length hair, with some blonde highlights all over. She looked very kind, like a mother that would bake you cookies every day.

'' `Ello girls. I'm Shaila. The main hairstylist. '' She shook hands with every girl, listening in return for each of their names.

'' Right. So let's get straight to it. This is the first week of filming season 5. We have an awful lot of new characters, and old ones that need an upgrade. Today is Monday. We don't usually film on Mondays. We test new hairstyles, see what works, what doesnt. We prepare for the shooting days. Michael told me about the contest. Ever since I told him we need more stylists, he's been doing the most to gather some new ones. The thing is girls,'' at this, she was giving you all a nervous look. '' This week you 5 will be on probation. That means, by the end of week, we will announce which one of you will be staying here permanently. I know the announcement said 5 people will be working here, but truth is, in the meantime, we have found 4 other stylists that are more familiar with working on a movie/TV show set. But, we are in need of one more. So you have until Friday to do your best, impress us and we will decide who will get the post.'' She finished, studying each girl independently. There was a dull silence.

You glanced at Aurora, next to you, but she was looking down. Shaila was waiting for someone to ask a question, but after a few moments, she took the silence as a que to speak again.

'' Alright. So each one of you will be working closely to one of the other main stylist. I am now going to tell you who is going in which trailer.'' She then proceeded to assign each girl to a separate trailer. '' You Yn, will be working in this trailer with me. Alright… Now-'' she glanced at her watch.

'' Oh dear, we need to hurry. It`s 5:30. The cast will be here any minute. You girls go ahead. We will see each other at lunch. '' She shooed them off, shutting the door behind them. Once you were left alone with Shaila, she turned around and grinned at you.

''So… Yn. Beautiful name. Unique. Here let me show you.'' She pointed at each seat. '' In this trailer, we work always on the same three people. Look here.'' Glancing at her pointy finger, you followed it and saw there were several pictures with whom you recognized as the Ragnarsons, with the focus on their hair, from different angles.

'' We mainly work on Ubbe, Hvitserk and Ivar`s character here…'' She trailed off. '' You know who they are I assume?'' You nodded quickly.

'' My colleague, Peter, works alongside me. And you see, Ivars hair was, so far, short. So there wasnt much to do. But as for this season, we are going to change his hairstyle, because his hair has grown out some more and we have more options. You see, as characters evolve, so does their hair. So we were in need of someone new to work with us. Because without a third stylist here, it would be too difficult for us two to finish their hair on time.''

With widened eyes, you looked at her, amazed that you will be meeting one of your favorite characters in a few. You nodded along with everything Shaila was saying, to show her you were paying attention.

Soon enough, Peter joined you two. He was a rather tall scrawny man, short gingered hair and a slight beard coming through. He was super funny, and very energetic, for the fact that it was this early in the morning. But that could`ve also been an added factor from the coffee in his hand.

You were getting more nervous by the minute, knowing the three main characters of the show would be walking in at any given moment. Peter and Shaila were conversing casually, not the least bit worried or nervous, as you were. Which was understandable. They`ve been here for quite a long time.

Lacing at your smartwatch, you felt your heart jolting, when you heard faint masculine voices, fastly approaching the trailer. Now, more than ever, you felt as if your heart would jump right out of your body. With a loud creak, the trailer`s door was forcefully opened, in stepping the boisterous boys. You first saw a bearded man, with his sides shaved, and a base cap on, greeting Shaila and Peter. Second, you saw a young man with quite longer hair than the first one, holding a beer in his hand, and laughing obnoxiously loud at someone behind him. And then, you saw… Him.

Your celebrity crush, the most handsome man youve ever set eyes on. He was talking in a language you couldnt comprehend. Must be Danish. Sporting a simple black shirt, and grey sweatpants, hair in an improvised man bun, he stepped into the trailer last, shutting the door loudly behind him.

The boys all struck up a conversation with Shaila, while each going to their assigned chairs. It was only after another minute, and Shaila mentioning there`s someone else in the trailer, that they all glanced at you, through their respective mirrors.

You made yourself look as small as possible, for it was under their gazes that you felt like a little mouse in a wolf`s den, if that makes sense. They all smiled at you, and one by one, got up from their seats and lined up to greet and shake hands with you.

'' Jordan Patrick. Nice to meet you.'' The bearded man presented himself, giving you a firm handshake. You could hear a very strong Australian accent from him. '' Yn.'' You said quietly, hoping he won't make you repeat it. '' Marco.'' The second man seemed to have a little smirk on his face, and took it a step further and kissed the back of your hand.

You blushed furiously, even forgetting to say your name back. Last, but not least, Alex approached you. '' Alex. Nice to meet you.'' He grinned, waiting for you to shake hands, but when you reached out, he instead put his arms around you, pulling you into a bear hug. You took a second to react, and when you came back to your senses, you hugged him back, but not with the same intensity, as you feared you would come off as a crazy fan. Your cheeks were so hot, you could feel it.

When he pulled away, he winked at you, and when he turned around, he grinned at Marco. He got seated back in between Marco and Jordan, looking at the former. ''Fik hende til at rødme'' He said something to Marco, not that you could understand it, and he started laughing while Marco was scoffing, almost jokingly. ( Made her blush)

Shaila showed you how a normal day looks like in the trailer, explaining theoretically and visually how she worked on the boys hair. She showed you reference photos and other sketches of how she was imagining Ivar`s hair this season.

'' I want to start today with something simple. Can you do Dutch braids?'' She asked. You nodded promptly.

'' Good. Please start with a central braid, and then two smaller Dutch braids on each side of his hair.'' She showed you, using her fingers, where she imagined each section to start and end.

With clammy hands, ( you quickly wiped them on your jeans, trying to be discreet) you picked your rat tail comb, and started sectioning the central part for the braid. While doing so, Alex was watching your every movement, making it even more difficult for you to calm down.

Once you had each section parted and clipped out of the way, you slowly started working on the biggest braid. The first few strands of the braid were beginning to create the shape of the it, and you were getting into your element. Before you even realized it, you had the first braid finished, and began working on the side ones.

The other actors were chatting with each other, occasionally Shaila piping in, or Peter saying a very corny joke. You loved Alexs laugh. It was so genuine and filled with happiness. You could only imagine what it must feel like to hear it every day. You sighed.Oh great, nows not the time to daydream about being his gilfriend.

Alex glanced back at you after he heard you sigh, lifting one eyebrow at you. Making eye contact through the mirror, you refrained a smile appearing on your face, and immediately looked away from him. You heard him chuckle quietly, and then engaged back in a conversation with the other guys.

You notified Shaila, hoping she will satisfied with your work. Alex looked at you, giving you a thumbs up and an encouraging smile.

'' Hmm.. You could`ve added a bit more gel here. See these tiny fly aways? And tease the hair at the roots just slightly here on top, for a bit of volume. We want to make sure it appears they have lots of hair. '' She continued analyzing each braid carefully, humming to herself.

''But overall, this is really good. You did great. For your first day. '' She patted you on the shoulder.

Alex winked at you, causing you to turn away from him to hide your blush. Damn he really is flirty you thought.

When all the guys were finished, they all ran out of the trailer to check the set, run lines and gods know what else actors do.

You were left with Shaila, while Peter left the trailer to smoke a cig. The woman pulled a head mannequin out of a cabinet, and began showing you typical braids they do on extras, teaching you and giving you tips here and there where she felt like it.

Hours later, you were starting to get hungry. It had been hours of you just standing in the trailer. Shaila insisted on showing you every single little tool in there, explain to you how a real work day unfolds, since she didnt consider this particular day to be one at its full intensity, which quite frankly scared you, because this was already too much, but if this wasnt the hardest, then what was to come?

Around lunch time, the two adults led you towards the lunch tents. It was like at a festival, with big tents, dozen of wodden benches, and so many people, it was crazy. Shaila showed you where to go to get your food from, and then she left back towards the trailer stating she had some work to finish up for tomorrow.

You felt so intimidated by the number of these people, and you hoped you could see the girls somewhere, so you could go to them.

Once you grabbed your lunch, which was mostly mashed potatoes, some tomato salad and some grilled cheese, you desperately tried spotting some known faces around here, for a second time.

It seemed impossible in this sea of people, so you now decided to walk towards the exit, hoping to find an empty table, but as you were passing between tables, you heard someone yell out your name.

You turned your head and tried to find the person who shouted, and almost instantly you spotted Alex, waving his hands highly in the air, as if attempting to make himself noticeable for you. You stood there motionless, unsure if he was actually the one to shout at you, but when you saw him make a hand gesture that signaled for you to come over, you took slow, self-conscious steps towards him.

He seemed eager to have you approach, and once you reached his table, he put his hand on your back, guiding you to sit down next to him.

Now that you were finally settled, you looked around the table, and you almost screamed. You saw Marco and Jordan, but also recognized Alexander Ludwig, who plays Bjorn. and then you also observed a beautiful blonde girl, sitting next to him, whom you knew to be Georgia Hirst.

You were sat down next to Alex, who himself was sat between yourself and Marco, and then on the opposite side, you had Georgia sitting right face to face with you, next to Jordan and then finally Alexander.

'' Alex, who have you brought here?'' Asked Alexander, with a teasing tone and nudging Jordan to join in on his teasing.

'' Oh. She`s the new hairstylist in my trailer.'' He put his left hand on your right shoulder, squeezing it softly.

You laughed softly. '' Uhm actually… I`m on… probation. We will find out who stays here permanently at the end of the week.'' You chuckled nervously.

'' Well, I Know you will. Cuz you were so good with your hands.'' Alex said, seemingly not aware of how that sounded. Once the other guys started laughing and hooting at what he said, he blushed and tried to correct himself. ''I- meant shes fast. She worked really fast. Thats what I me- Oh Shut it'' He reached across the table to whack Alexander on the arm from all the teasing he was doing.

You looked at your food, starting to feast on it and ignoring the comments flying around you.

'' And what is your name?'' You made eye contact with Georgia, who seemed to be the sweetest and the most normal person from this table.

'' Yn.'' You replied shortly, and then started eating some tomatoes, hoping no one would talk to you anymore, because you were hungry and wanted to be left alone.

''So…? Tell us!'' Alex insisted, looking at you and waiting for something from you.

Confused, you frowned your eyebrows at him, shrugging '' Tell you..what?''

'' Well about you. How you got here, how long have you been doing hair, have you watched the show?''

And so you answered all their questions. Well, more than 90% of them were fired by Alex, but occasionally one of the other guys would also ask you something as well. Georgia listened intently to what you had to say, but then calmed Alex and the other boys down when she noticed you were starting to get overwhelemd.

'' That`s enough. Let her eat.'' And with that, the boys listened like good children, and left you tending to your food.

Right before you all left, he saw you standing up ready to leave, so he asked you to give him your instagram.

You were quite embarrassed to have him look at your profile, knowing the photos you`ve taken were not nearly half as good as his, but then you also thought, he asked for it, so he should suffer the consequences.

You were back at the trailer, and for the next hours, you were told to recreate some hairstyle Shaila showed you on a picture, until it was finally time to go home.

You were completely exhausted. And you were scared for tomorrow. You went to the parking lot, found Kevin and jumped into the car, finding relief in being able to sit down and give your legs a bit of relief. The other girls approached the car one by one, and when you were all in, you all started sharing your today`s experience.

'' I met Harald Finehair GUYS. UGH he was so fine.'' Amalia said, exaggerating and making you all gag and giggle.

'' Ew stop it. He`s way too old for you. But I met Georgia Hirst and Ida. They were super nice.'' Phoebe added.

When you told them about who you met, they all seemed a bit.. Jealous? They gave you a fake smile, and then quickly changed the subject.

Once you reached your room, you sighed in relief, finally you were alone. You took a shower, dried up and then you pulled your phone out, noticing all the unread messages from your frineds. After you answered them all, you went on Instagram out of habit.

You went to see you had some notifications. iris2002 liked your post 3h carina0_donnell liked your post 4h alexhoeghandersen liked your post 6h alexhoeghandersen liked your post 6h alexhoeghandersen started following you 6h

WAIT WHAT??!?!!? HE FOLLOWED ME BACK?! SHIT I mean, it was expected. After all, he did just ask for your Instagram didn`t he?

You checked your dms, seeing as you had some unread messages on there as well, but the one that popped before everyone else, was from the same person who had followed you back a few hours ago.

You shakily opened the chat, not knowing what to expect.

Heej. What are you doing? Hiii. I just got back to the hotel. im so exhausted

I know how you feel you hungry? do you maybe uh wanna grab some food? I know a few good places around Dublin :))

You blinked rapidly, your heartbeat rising. Was that for real? You kept clicking on his name, checking to see if he is the Real Alex. You left him on read for a few minutes, while you were contemplating on whether or not you should go.

With sweaty hands, you unlocked your phone again, and decided to give him an answer sure... let's do it. I'm starving

great. which hotel are you staying at? Conrad Dublin

gotcha. I'll be there in half an hour

`Half an hour? shit. I need to get ready.

You got out of your freshly put on pijamas, and rummaged through your luggage for some decent clothing. You opted for another oversized t-shirt, with a Jurassic Park logo on it, and your trusted shorts, who fit on your bum perfectly. Messing with your hair a bit, you ruffled it, and then you decided you`d just tie it in a bun. You grabbed your trusted perfume, and sprayed it once on each side of your neck.

You grabbed your fanny pack, strapping it over one shoulder and put your phone inside it, grabbing also some cash and your keycard.

The moment you stepped into the elevator, you felt your heart once again start galloping inside you. How could this happen, and on the first day?

Once you stepped into the lobby, you were aiming for the exit, until you saw a familiar guy sitting on one of the couches, on his phone. You studied him a bit. He looked so effortlessly beautiful. He was wearing a black hoodie, along with some jeans, paired with sneakers. He had his hair in a manbun, but that only made him look even hotter.

He was scrolling on his phone, with his back rested on the couch, one arm on it, and legs spread out in front of the coffee table.

It didnt take him too long after youve reached the lobby to take notice of you. When he finally did, he quickly put his phone back in his back pocket and stood up, taking long and fast strides to reach you.

'' Hey.'' He approached you and pulled you in a hug, kissing you on your temple once he let go of you.

'' Hello…'' You said timidly, not knowing what to say next.

Alex seemed to be such an expert in keeping up a conversation going, that he never allowed any sort of awkward silence fill the air. He grabbed your forearm, pulling you softly towards the exit. '' So.. What are you in the mood for?'' He broke the peaceful silence once you stepped outside. '' Mmm… Honestly? I dont know. I dont want anything fancy, but not junky either. Maybe pasta?'' You laughed awkwardly. He smiled and giggled.

'' Then pasta it is.'' He led the way, and started asking about your personal life back at home the whole way to the restaurant.

Once you`ve reached it, you read the name Sano Pizza. Looks good from the outside.

'' It`s one of my favorite restaurants. They have some amazing Pizza. And the spaghetti should also be up at the same level.'' He praised the place. You smiled and followed him inside.

He led you between many tables, and then finally in a more private and calm section, he found an empty booth for the two of you. When you finally sat down, you noticed the QR code being placed on both corners of the table, making you scoff.

Alex looked at you curiously. '' What`s the matter?''

'' This. I cant scan the fucking menu. And its so frustrating to me cuz then I have to search it up on the internet, and it takes so long. Like, give me the goddamn paper menu and we`ll be good.'' You complained, sighing in annoyance.

Alex seemed to not take your attitude too seriously, as he chuckled at you and pulled his phone out, scanning the code in less than a second and handing you his phone.

'' Here. Take a look and then let me know what youd like to eat.'' You flushed at his actions.Yeah, it was a small gesture, almost insignificant. But still, it made my heart flutter.` You went over the menu on his phone, and when you were finally ready with your order, you handed his phone back. He took it gently, cupping your hand slightly when you passed it to him.

''Alright.. What will it be then?'' '' Penne Quattro Formaggi. Aaand a lemonade.'' You nodded to yourself, thinking that`ll be good enough.

'' No dessert?'' He asked nicely. '' Nah. Im good. I probably wont even finis the pasta.'' You laughed. '' Why?'' He joined in your laugh.

You shrugged. '' I always eat half of it, then I get full and I have to sit and let my stomach digest the food. I don`t know why. The food is too dense.'' ''Dense?'' He asked, amused. ''Yeah…dense.''

He chuckled and when he saw a waiter, he waved for him to go over there. He ordered the food, and then he turned back to you, propping his chin on the palm of his hand, admiring you.

'' Uhh.. '' You chuckled nervously. '' So…'' '' What do you think? You liked your first day?'' '' Well.. It was.. Intense. A lot of new info at once, but Ill get used to it. That is..if.. Ill stay..'' You trailed off, almost with a hint of sadness, thinking of the possibility of not staying permanently.

Alex placed his warm hand over yours, rubbing your kunckles with his thumb, reassuringly. '' Youll stay. Ive seen you work. You did a great job.'' You waved a dismissive hand at him. '' No Im serious! Hey. Ive seen others work. And so far, no one has been as skilled with their hands as you.''

'' Oh… I dont know. Well see.'' ''- And even they happen to Not choose you, which, theyd have to be nuts not to, Ill talk to them personally. I`ll go straight to Michael and ask him personally we are buddies, me and him, and-''

You shook your head and giggled at him. '' Its okay. If I dont get the job, then maybe they choose someone else for a reason. Maybe Im not made for this environment. And thats okay. I`ll accept it.'' You interrupted him, assuring him you were willing to take a blow, if needed be.

Time seemed to pass so fast with him. He made you feel so at ease. He had this natural charisma about him. You were laughing the whole time, not being able to stop, he was that funny. At one point, the food showed up, and you both calmed down and dove right in.

The young actor definitely knew where to take you. The food was exquisite. You enjoyed every little bite, savoring the flavors, and filling your stomach with enough food to keep you running till the following day at lunch.

Another hour had passed, and it was already 8 pm. It was already pretty dark outisde, and you wanted to walk a bit. You kept glancing out the window, noticing faint silhouettes and buildings in the distance.

Alex followed your gaze, then turned back to you. '' What is it?'' He asked concerned.

'' Oh nothing. I just really wanted to take a stroll, to walk some dark alleys and enjoy the Dublin vibes at night.'' You admitted dreamily.

'' Well, let`s do it.'' Alex said, standing up. '' Wait a second ok?'' He grabbed his phone and went up front, talking to the waiter who served you. When he came back, he helped you up, and then locked arms with you, putting his in his pocket.

'' Wait. We have to pay first.'' You pulled him back. He shook his head, smiling.

'' Already did. We can go.'' He continued pulling you towards the exit, while you were frowning, looking back and forth between Alex and the waiter, that was at his computer thingy.

''But-when?'' You were now outside, and you couldn`t help but let the chilly weather embrace your body.

'' When I left the table. I payed on my phone.'' He explained simply.

'' Ok. How much was my part?'' You said while you were zipping your fanny pack in search for cash, but Alex took your hand away, zipping your fanny pack back up, and shaking his head.

'' It`s on me.'' '' No!'' ''Yes. It was my idea to invite you. Where did you say you wanted to go?'' He changed the subject fast when he noticed you were trying to pay him back.

You huffed, and pointed a finger down a darker alley, which seemingly looked to be empty. He nodded his head at the alley, as if asking for a confirmation that was the one you pointed at, and when you nodded, he pulled his arm that was locked with yours out, and instead draping it over your shoulders, pulling you as close to him as posssible.

You guys started walking in a comfortable silence, the only sounds available coming from behind you from the main street, from which faint voices could be heard.

'' So… Why did you want to walk this way? Was there something in particular you wanted to see?'' He asked chuckling, squeezing your shoulder.

'' No… I just…enjoy walking down dark and empty streets. It`s so… I don't know. Peaceful I guess.'' You answered, while looking around you and taking notice of the buildings.

'' You do this often?'' He furrowed his brows. '' You walk at night, alone?''

'' Well… Yeah I do that a lot back home. Sometimes I even go out to listen to some music, or glance at the sky and observe constellations.''

'' Look, I know you are an adult and you decide what you want to do, but maybe you shouldn`t do that here.'' He stated, with a low and serious tone.

'' And why is that?'' You questioned, quizically.

'' Well because…'' He licked his lips in a stressful manner. '' I dont know what its like back there in you country, but here in Dublin, the streets get dangerous at night. That is why we always go out together clubbing or something. But none of us go out alone. It`s not… The safest.'' He took a breath of air. ''Especially not for someone like..you.'' He said lowly afraid you might misunderstand his words.

You choked out a laugh, and turned your head to the side to look at him. '' Someone like… Me? What do you even mean by that?'' You laughed, and locked eyes with him, challengingly.

'' Well… Haha.. Dont take it as an insult. I meant a girl like you. You are pretty, lets not be modest. Any guy would glance at you when you would be walking anywhere, but at night, there are people out there who might not have the best intentions and would try to harm you.'' Alex gave you a worried, showing complete honesty.

You didn`t even respond, but simply blushed and shook your head. But just then, ahead of you, you both noticed a small group of people coming in your direction. You could only see their shadowy silhouettes, but that was enough for Alex to move you both to one side of the street, opposite of the group, ensuring he was standing between you and them.

Tho it was a small gesture, you flushed, thinking how much of a nice and genuine guy he was. He paid for your dinner, he was being so kind and funny, you honestly didnt know if he wasnt faking this all just to sleep with you.

You kept walking, turning random streets, until it was pretty late at night, and you both agreed to head back, since the next morning was starting very early for you. He insisted on walking you back to the hotel, tho you reassured him youd be fine by yourself. He didnt give you time to argue, pulling you towards the hotel.

So now when you were finally in your hotel room, having taken your second shower of the day, you got in bed, ready to sleep. Right before you were about to close your eyes, your phone screen`s illuminated, letting you know you had a notification. Sleepily, you opened your phone and saw a message from Alex sent on instagram.

I had lots of fun. hope you did too good night see you tomorrow :))

You didn`t even open the app, but just smiled at the message and went to sleep, with a grin on your face.

The following day, same way, you got ready, met the girls down at the lobby and then you all left for the set. You stepped into the trailer, in a much more confident way than yesterday. You chirped a morning to Shaila and Peter, and then you got to setting up your tools. Shaila greeted you also, explaining that today was more serious, and that she will work on Alexs hair, and youll help her out, so you could see exactly what you`ll have to do in the future.

Not long after your arrival, the three Ragnarssons stepped into the trailer, first Jordan and then Marco and lastly Alex. The first two greeted you, while heading towards their seats, but when Alex stepped into the trailer, he immediately locked eyes with you, giving you a charming smile. He came to you and hugged you, kissing your right cheek when he pulled away.

You stood there motionless, trying to hide your blush. Alex grinned at you, and then snapped something at Marco in Danish when he kept teasing him.

Peter got to work on Jordan, and in the meantime, Shaila and yourself got to work on Alex. The middle aged woman explained as she went along, how she was envisioning his hair, showed you what products and in which order to use, and overall, you felt like you were back in beauty school, when all you had to do was sit next to the teacher and watch her work on the mannequin.

Only in this case, you actually got to help, holding hair sections, handing Shaila tools or products and such. It was a very nice experience. You felt really important, knowing you were helping in building a character`s visual side.

Alex was being his funny, extroverted self. He was joking around with Shaila and you as well, occasionally him softly grabbing your arm and rubbing it at certain times. One hour and a half later, you were done with him. He had intricate twists on his head, giving him a true Viking air. They looked really hot on him.

He got out of the chair, admired his hair closely in the mirror and then thanked you both.

'' Ah you women are amazing. My hair looks fabulous.'' He complimented, joking towards the end with a girly voice and posing funnily. You laughed at his antics.

Alex had to leave for the makeup and costume trailer, so with a respectful ( but exaggerated bow) he kissed you on the cheek once more, leaving you with the other guys who looked at you funny and started teasing you as well.

The day went by slightly faster, since you had so much more work to do. You were entrusted with doing hair for some extras, which was nice. You got compliments here and there, filling you with confidence.

The end of the day was approaching, and you couldn`t wait to get back to the hotel, so you could sit down and relax.

You were heading towards the parking lot, but felt someone running behind you. You felt strong hands encircling your waist, lifting you from the ground slightly. You yelled in surprise, but calmed down when you saw it was Alex, laughing acutely at you.

''What are you doing?'' He asked casually, falling into a walking rhythm with you.

'' Going home. You?''

'' Oh. Well same. Hey, you didn`t answer my message yesterday. Why is that huh?'' He interrogated you, poking your sides, causing you to squirm from how ticklish you were.

'' Oh-Al-St-o-p. I uhm.'' You struggled to say, since he kept poking and tickling you. '' Well. I was very tired. But I did read it. I just didn`t have the energy to text back. Sorry.'' You responded apologetically.

'' `S okay. Just wanted to make sure you were fine. Anyway, wanna go out tonight as well? Or you could come over to my place. I can tell Marco to leave the place so we can-''

'' Alex, what exactly are your intention?'' You interrupted him, getting straight to the point. '' I dont know what youre trying to do, but Ill tell you what I wont do, and that is having a fling. Or sleeping around.''

Alex frowned, confusion all over his face. '' Wait… WHAT?! N-.'' He sighed, frustrated. '' THat`s what you think I was trying to do?'' He chuckled bitterly. '' Wow… Thanks for thinking so low of me.'' He snapped, taking bigger and faster steps in front of you, getting ahead of you.

Realizing what you`ve done, with widened eyes you jogged towards him, grabbing his arm to stop him in his tracks. He turned around, with his jaw clenched and hurt yet angry eyes.

'' Im sorry. I didnt know what to think of it. You were so nice and amazing, it truly felt surreal, as if it was all an act.'' You explained, getting emotional. '' I`ve had… bad experiences with guys acting all nice and cute and then being complete dicks once they got what they wanted. And I was only trying to avoid getting hurt.'' Your eyes were getting watery from all the explaining, and at that, Alex softened his gaze.

'' I didn`t want to assume anything. But to me it seemed impossible that a guy like YOU, would ever be interested in someone like me. And I am terribly sorry for insulting you. '' You said sincerely, letting a tear drop fall onto your cheek.

Alex let his forehead rest on yours, getting really close to you. Raising both his palms, he cupped your face, using his thumb to wipe the cheek off your face. Kissing your forehead, he then nuzzle his nose against yours, as if silently asking you to stop apoligizing.

'' Youve got nothing to apologize for. Its not your fault you were surrounded by idiots. But please, just give me a chance.'' He begged.

You nodded slowly, announcing you wanted to forget the previous embarrassing moment.

Alex pulled slightly away, to be able to look at you, smirking. '' Did the other jerks give you such a loving and sweet kiss?''

Frowning, you looked at him with a tilted head. '' What kis-'' You were interrupted by his soft lips shutting you up. You closed your eyes, enjoying the moment. He left his lips lingering on yours for a few more seconds, but not daring to try to take it any further.

When he felt like it was enough, he pulled away, leaving you both out of breath. You smiled, looking at him and giggling. He joined in on your giggling, pulling you in a comforting side hug. You stayed hugging each other`s sides a few more minutes, until you saw the girls approaching, and other people coming into the parking lot. You pulled away, with difficulty, since Alex was trying to hold you there.

Finally freeing yourself, you waved at him goodbye, giving him a grin.

The next days went better and better. Each passing hour, it felt as if you were learning and constantly perfecting your skills, giving you more confidence. You were eventually allowed to do half of Alexs hair, Shaila still insisting shed have to go over your parts as well to perfect them.( perfectionist much).

Alex and you were being close every morning, him giving you a hug and a kiss on the cheek, but not taking it further in front of the others.

Time flew by so fast, that you stepped into Friday and realized, today you were going to find out who was going to stick around. Shaila texted you 5 to come a bit earlier in her trailer, where she was going to announce the winner.

'' Right. So, I want to preface by saying you are all talented. That is why you got here in the first place, which was already a big step. With that being said-'' She grabbed some papers, looking through them.

'' I want to thank you girls for having you here. You helped us a lot, as much as you also learned a bit of how the magic happens in these chairs.'' She used her free hand to slap the back of one of the chairs.

'' Alright. This was tough. But the final answer is…''

''Yn. Congratulations.'' She said in a neutral tone, clearly trying to hide her excitement.

You squealed in happiness, hugging Shaila and then each girl in return. You could tell they were looking at you bitterly, but you couldn`t do anything about that.

'' No hard feelings?'' You asked them.

They smiled sadly, hugging you one last time, before they were all escorted out. You barely had any time to let this new information sink in, when the young actors were already making their way inside. You locked eyes with Alex, grinning from ear to ear, nodding your head, silently telling him that you won.

He immediately understood your message, sprinting towards you and picking you up, spinning you softly. He laughed in happiness, and then with a newfound boldness, he attacked your lips. You gasped, taken completely by surprise, but nonetheless enjoying it.

The guys whistled, and when Alex pulled away, Marco patted him aggressively on the back, as a congratulation.

Shaila fully entrusted you this day to work on Alex alone, and when the three actors left the trailer, Alex rushing to plant another kiss on your lips, the woman pulled some brand new black t-shirts out of a cabinet, with the History Channel logo on them, handing you the clothes.

'' Welcome to the Vikings team, dear. We will need you around here.'' She greeted you officially, hugging you.

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Can You Imagine? XIX

A/N: FINALLY another update- I feel like most of my author's notes start out that way XD Still, I haven't abandoned this, an am consistently working still on it, Not Today, and One Swallow Can Make A Summer, so I'm hoping to get on a schedule of posting a chapter a week, rotating which fic gets updated each week! Next on the list will be an update for Not Today, and then we should be on a good schedule. So stay tuned for those updates if you're interested- otherwise, I hope you enjoy this (very late) update! Skål!

Summary: Freydis was dead. At least, when she’d lost consciousness, she’d been sure she was. But now she has woken up in a cold, sterile environment, one she is certain is not Valhalla, and the world as she once knew it has changed. People now have strange abilities, some of them, and people they call ‘scientists’ are trying to give them to her. The bigger issue, though, is the fact they have also woken the very man who killed her. Ivar the Boneless lives again as well, in the same way Freydis does, and if they want to survive... she may have to learn to trust him again.

Masterlist

Seize the Moment and Stay In It

Leaving Ivar behind hadn’t been in Freydís’s plans. Björn, she hadn’t ever even intended to pick up, but this was another game entirely now. She was spiralling out of control, and she’d hurt Ivar simply for interrupting her. What kind of a wife did that? Hadn’t she been upset with Ivar for hurting her? For behaving toward her as no husband should? What kind of a hypocrite was she, to hurt him now?

You aren’t a hypocrite though, are you? Not really, a quiet voice whispered in her mind. The presence had returned, once again just behind her, but when Freydís now tried to look, she thought she saw some kind of dark shape quickly escape her peripherals, hiding behind her again as it laughed quietly. You cannot see me, it told her. Not like this.

“Can I see you?” Freydís asked the voice, her eyes slipping shut as she tried to call the figure it came from into view.

Not like this, it repeated. You know how.

It surprised her to find that she did know how. Her eyes glowed red as she began to levitate in the air, her body tilting back as if in a bed. She fell asleep.

When her eyes opened in that space from before, where the ground was cracked beneath her feet, with something glowing beneath. Now, Freydís was able to recognise it for what it was- that is, that it was magic, just the same as the magic she possessed. What exactly this place was, she still wasn’t sure, but she felt more connected to it now. It felt somehow more comfortable now.

The voice was no longer just that, as the same figure which had met her here before walked out from behind her, still just as mysterious, hooded and hiding her face. “See?” she said, seeming rather smug. “You did know how to see me.” Freydís rolled her eyes, unable to help herself.

“I did,” she replied. “But we’ve spoken like this before.”

The figure hummed and chuckled softly. “We have,” she confirmed. “But I think you have called me here for a purpose haven’t you? What is it you wanted with me?”

Freydís swallowed a bit. The truth was that she had wanted to ask something of this figure which was always with her, but how she had known that… It was baffling, at best. At worst? Outright concerning. “I don’t know where to go from here,” she confessed. “I mean, I do know, but I can’t do it.”

“You must,” the figure advised. “If you won’t, everything is lost. Surely a few moments of their pain will be forgiven? Ivar has done far worse to you, and they have done far worse to each other. Why not take this chance for all of you? For those in the future who you will save from this fate you are already suffering?”

“Then you are saying that this sacrifice is necessary for the greater good?” Freydís questioned for clarity’s sake. The figure nodded.

“I am afraid so,” it replied, and stepped forward, brushing a hand through Freydís ’s hair. “There is no other choice if you wish to put an end to the schemes of those who wish to play at weaving fate.”

Freydís nodded reluctantly, and took in a deep breath which she let out slowly. “Then I have work to do,” she almost whispered. The figure hummed, and then suddenly Freydís was waking, and she adjusted so she would land on her feet when she returned to the ground.

It was a dreadful thing, realizing what she had to do to her husband and his brother. But if she was going to find the information she needed from either Dr. Schmidt or Professor Andersen, she wasn’t sure she had much of a choice. So, she began the work of preparing her space, creating little fires all around herself in a circle by burning various sticks and leaves. Then, laying out her book in front of herself, she began to write the runes around herself which would allow her access to the right minds- even as wrong as it felt.

Her search began, seeking out the paths she needed to make it through to Ivar or Björn- whichever she got to first. They both had that final connection, she was almost certain of it, and if Björn didn’t for some reason then she was certain that Ivar would, and Björn would have the connection to Ivar. They were the final pieces of the puzzle.

Being entirely alone meant that there was nothing to break her focus or her concentration, and that made the process all the quicker and more painless for those she had already been through. They would barely notice anything, aside from perhaps being reminded of what had happened the first time she passed through their minds. This being the first time she was connecting to either Ivar or Björn, however, they would feel the full force of the spell, only to be relieved once she had finally reached her ultimate target. She just hoped they’d recover well enough.

When the spell finally reached Ivar, Freydís crawled her way into his mind just as she had with every other mind before his, and he cried out from shock at the sudden sight of her, and pain from the violence of the action. But that wasn’t the only shock- not by far. What shocked him beyond that was how grey her skin had become, the deep black around her glowing red eyes. Her teeth seemed almost like fangs as she cried out at the effort it must have taken to get into his mind. Not to mention how thin her fingers had become, looking more and more like ink dipped claws than anything else. What had happened to her? What had happened to his wife?

By the time she left, Ivar suddenly could see his surroundings again, and it was only then that he realised he had lost sight of anything but his own mind until then. Björn was kneeling at his side, but it did little to soothe Ivar, who was shaking and suddenly very, very cold.

“Was it Freydís ?” Björn asked, and Ivar managed to look at him, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. But still, he managed a nod. “What did she do?”

“I don’t know exactly,” Ivar answered, trying now to sit up. “She came into my mind, and…” A chill ran through him. “She didn’t look like herself anymore.”

Björn opened his mouth as if to answer Ivar, when suddenly he too cried out, and collapsed to the ground. His hands came to his head and he clutched at it, screaming from whatever pain he must have been in. If she was doing to him what she’d done to Ivar, then he knew the pain Björn was in. Ivar grimaced a bit at the thought.

Unfortunately, all he was able to do was wait for Björn to come back. Or, rather, for Freydís to release him the spell she had captured his mind in. Whatever it was she wanted, she had needed them both to find it, and then apparently she had it as Björn seemed to snap back into reality. He looked up at Ivar, eyes wide with horror.

“You’ve seen her,” Ivar surmised, and Björn nodded slowly.

“What has happened to her?” he questioned, barely getting the words out as he tried to shake off the pain.

Ivar swallowed, his eyes clouding with regret, along with many other things- one of which was grief. “That book,” he said. “I think she has gone too far into it, and it’s corrupting her beyond what we could have ever imagined.”

Björn was quiet. Ivar could tell he was thinking hard, which he may once have teased him for, but now he couldn’t find the levity to do so. Eventually, Björn asked him, “What do you think she was looking for?”

Well, Ivar certainly didn’t struggle to answer that. After everything they had been through, unless there was some sort of memory of Kattegat she sought, there was really only one thing that bound her and Ivar to Björn. That facility which had raised them from the dead, where she and her husband had first met Doctor Schmidt and Professor Andersen; where they had first been reconciled with each other.

“The facility we were kept in,” he said to Björn. “She wants a way in. My memories of jt aren’t quite enough, we have mostly the same memories, but yours… They trusted you more than they ever trusted us. My mind was just her link to you.”

“We should warn them,” Björn said, staggering to his feet quickly as he now had a mission in mind, but Ivar shook his head.

“No, they deserve whatever she would do to them,” he decided. “I won’t save those who have caused us pain, not when they will cause that same pain to others.”

Björn huffed in irritation. “Then what do you suggest we do?” he questioned sharply.

Ivar’s answer was simple, but first, he needed information from Björn. “You do know the way in?” he asked. Björn nodded. “Then we meet her there. Those people deserve whatever she would give them, but I cannot let her repeat my mistakes. I fear we would never get her back.”

He could tell Björn was unsettled at the prospect- at all of it, really- but he could also see that Björn was resigned to this. “We needed to get in anyway,” he figured. “May as well let her help us.”

May as well let her help us…

Ivar couldn’t help but wonder when his wife had become someone he and his brother, the legendary Ivar the Boneless and Björn Ironside, feared. What would they call her when history told their story? Their names were known already, but she had only once been Queen Freydís , defined by her marriage to him. The image of her eyes still burned in his mind, glowing red as she showed her power. No, she wouldn’t be Queen Freydís any longer. He thought something along the lines of Freydís the Scarlet was far more appropriate, now. He figured they’d see exactly why when they met her again.

Unfortunately, time would prove Ivar right. When Freydís arrived, she had the information she’d taken from Björn’s mind floating around in her own. That meant it was easy enough for her to get in, but it could only get her so far. What she had was a map now, essentially, but she didn’t have anything near an already cleared path into the facility.

She made surprisingly quick work of detonating any firearms pointed at her, turning the blasts back on them once they’d been fired. It wasn’t long before witnesses stopped trying to fire on her, knowing what she would do, but she hadn’t gone to spare those working in that facility. Freydís had gone for blood.

The hallways were flooded with red light as she fought through, alarms blaring in her ears to call out, ‘Invasion! Intruder! Danger!’ in their own high pitched, squealing ways, but Freydís didn’t stop. The warnings were about her, and were proven necessary when she wrapped magic around the throat of one of the guards, and used it to sever his head from his body with a single pop! The nearby guards gasped and cried out from shock as she then made his body turn on them, lifting his gun and firing a quick round. Their screams fell silent as she dropped him, and stepped over their corpses.

Her face now coated in a smattering of blood, Freydís stalked through the halls. The gunfire must have been significant enough a warning, because everything had gone still. No defenders rushed out to meet her, push her back and out. Anyone left had hidden, which meant she now had full access to the entire facility. Perfect.

Freydís stalked through the halls, searching each door for what she knew she needed. Any door that was locked to her, she simply decreed was not, and so every door was open to her. Eventually, she found what she had been looking for.

Doctor Schmidt was the first to face her. “Freydís,” she said. “Before you do anything rash…”

“Anything rash?” she repeated, laughing in the woman’s face. “Believe me, I am being perfectly reasonable.” Without waiting on an answer, Freydís reached out and took Doctor Schmidt by the throat, lifting her almost violently into the air.

She heard a familiar gasp of, “Freydís !” and turned to see Professor Andersen standing there, his eyes wide with fear as he looked at the two women before him.

“Ah, hello,” she said with a cold chuckle. “I don’t suppose you can help me, can you? I’m looking for information, about those you have brought back from the dead like myself, like my husband, and Björn Ironside. Do you have it?”

Professor Andersen opened his mouth to answer her, but Doctor Schmidt hissed out, “Give her nothing.”

Unfortunately for them, Freydís ’s mind worked quickly. She figured that Doctor Schmidt was willing to pay with her own life, if it meant keeping these secrets from her, but what about the life of another? Would she sacrifice Professor Andersen to the same end? She suddenly dropped Doctor Schmidt in favor of lifting Professor Andersen in the same fashion, deciding to find out.

“Do you still wish to give me nothing, Doctor?” Freydís asked, looking back to her. “Now Professor Andersen’s life is on the line, will you give him up to save your secrets?”

Doctor Schmidt swallowed, but her eyes hardened. “Kill him,” she said. “I won’t tell you anything.”

Freydís turned to look at Professor Andersen, whose wide eyes reflected the betrayal he felt at Doctor Schmidt’s words. “And would you give your life for her secrets?” she asked him. “Or do you want to give me the information I seek, and save yourself?”

Before he had the chance to answer, the most familiar voice yet yelled, “Freydís , put him down!” She turned to see Ivar and Björn rushing in, horror written across their faces. Ah, so they had seen what she’d done to get this far. Oh well, she supposed that couldn’t be helped.

“Why should I?” she questioned. “You know what they did to us, to others like us. Why should I give them any mercy now?”

She watched Ivar swallow, noticed how Björn kept an eye out, likely to be sure no one snuck up on them, and she tried to keep an eye out herself, as well. “Because you won’t ever come back from this,” Ivar told her. “I have always admired you for the path you never took. Don’t take it now.” Freydís turned back up to look at Professor Andersen, the fear he regarded her with, and even as a dark voice whispered in her ear to snap his neck, she remembered a night from over a thousand years before. She’d had this sort of fear when Ivar took her by the throat, when she had demanded to know what he’d done with Baldur.

Her magic weakened around him suddenly, and she let him drop to the ground. As soon as she did, she heard Doctor Schmidt scoff, “I knew you wouldn’t have it in you.”

“Did you?” Professor Andersen asked her, around each breath he managed to take through his choking. “Did you know? Or did you know there was a risk?”

“Of course I knew,” she said, but Freydís ’s eyes narrowed a bit.

“You’re lying,” she accused. “You couldn’t have known. I did not know myself until I released him.”

Doctor Schmidt huffed, as if irritated with all this. “Alright,” she said. “I knew there was a risk. But it was a necessary risk.”

Professor Andersen shook his head a little. “I wouldn’t have taken that risk,” he confessed. “Even though you told me not to tell her anything, I still would have done it if it would have kept her from killing you.” He took a deep breath, then stood to his feet as he looked to Björn, Ivar, and Freydís in turn. “But I won’t let my loyalty stay in the wrong place,” he told them. “I’ll give you everything you need.”

Freydís was stunned, but she wasn’t about to question his sudden change in heart. “You’ve made the right decision,” she said, and when he nodded, she saw no hesitation in his eyes. She felt no lie in his heart, when she looked, and she nodded in return.

They left Doctor Schmidt behind- Freydís , Björn, Ivar, and Professor Andersen- to go down the hall to what seemed to be an archive of sorts. There, Freydís watched as their guide went into a drawer to pull out a thumbdrive, which he then plugged into one of the computers. She kept an eye on everything he did to be sure all he downloaded to it was the information they needed, no trackers or anything of the sort. Fortunately, it seemed he did exactly as he was meant to, and was soon handing the thumbdrive over to her.

“It doesn’t have any sort of lock on it so you won’t end up without access,” he said, “but that does mean you need to be careful not to-”

“Not to lose it,” she finished for him, and nodded. “Thank you, Professor.”

Professor Andersen nodded in return as he released the thumbdrive, which Freydís pocketed and stepped back. “Good luck.”

“You too,” Freydís said. She didn’t imagine there was any version of this where Doctor Schmidt didn’t retaliate against him for what he’d done, and it was for that reason that she really appreciated his assistance. Doctor Schmidt had expected him to die for their research just as she had been prepared to, but he made a different call. He’d turned the tide in their favor in that moment.

With little else to say, Freydís turned back to Björn and Ivar, and the two looked to her for their next step. Seeing they were ready to go, she turned and put out her hands, magic flowing out from them and pouring into a sort of cloud that hovered before them. She stepped through, expecting for them to follow. As soon as they were, she closed the portal to shut the facility behind them. They would soon reach the end of their efforts now, and it would only be a matter of time.

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Masterlist

last updated on 09/21/2024

Bold stories or chapters are SMUT/NSFW

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The girl behind the bar (Jake Hangman Seresin x plus-size reader)

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A new job

Boys will be boys

Party at the clubhouse

Late night

Aftermath

Dress-up

Dress down

Car troubles

Part of the business

Better offer

Lockdown

A New Home

Maybe baby

Oh so horrible

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Wrong number

Henry Cavill Masterlist

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The universe can be a bitch Part 1 Part 2

What happens in New York… Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

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Morning kisses (Ben Hardy fluff)

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You win an Oscar (Ben Hardy fluff)

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just for fun!

Thoughts, opinions, and a just for fun timeline. Google and a couple tumblr rabbit holes later....disclaimer lots of rumors with receipts for rumors.

I too find it weird that the same people talking about Johanne used to describe MK, Rikke, and Fanny the same exact way. Down to the same wording. Except they used to go after MK'S tattoos like they're a bad thing. People were awful about her, and the rest. Now Johanne and his family and friends are getting it too.

Now they act like a friendship, spanning 7 years, is something "more" bc he likes her posts. Lol I bet he likes a lot of people's/friends posts, guys and girls. Probably a lot of private accounts too bc a lot of his friends went private bc people kept posting his friends' videos and pics. I don't understand why he can't like any of the accounts he follows without it causing a stir. Lol liking a post isn't a big deal lol. People can be friends, it's not like he doesn't have TON of female friends lol. I doubt he's still pining for her, and probably hasn't for a long long time.

It's not like he hasn't dated since or before (Olivia who rejected him supposedly 2017).

And he's older now and probably has sown his wild oats and wants to settle down with the woman he loves (Johanne). And I think, personal opinion, that now he has someone who matches him, loves him as he is, and let's him be just who he is. All goofy funny husky puppy energy Alex. That's great imo.

Busy boy in 2018.😂😂😃😃 he was young.

Short timeline with receipts:

Threesome rumors:

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People were also posting about topless photos of Gee with Alex. They're deleted now.

· Mar 9, 2018When she finally responds to your desperate love letter text that you know she opened 35 min.… twitter (while in England)

Strange tea about Alex, take with grain of salt etc

May 17 '18#1310

"Does anyone follow Alex H. on instagram? His story yesterday so much cringe, or the hashtag #phatasswhitegirl = Alicia A. :eyeroll: she's the white girl that has fame for being a white girl with a big ass after that scene with Ivar, trying to get her attention alluding her? she's way out of your league, kid."

"He is a creep, he follows her even on spotify when she goes under a secret username but she doesn't follow him back :rofl: smart girl."

Lipstick alley source (I google alex hogh gee hirst threesome and it popped up, the above links. And quote/gossip came from there.)

May 29, 2018 the weekend/pics he took of MK were posted. Cryptic post from her around this timeframe.

Jun 17, 2018 alex hogh with rikke westi red carpet its official twitter:

"Alex Høgh with Rikke Westi via alexhoeghandersen: "Rikke has always been too cool for school, but now it’s official. Watch out. She’s special. Huge congratulations my friend"

August 20th, 2018, Anonymous asked:

"What kind of relationship is there between Alex Høgh Andersen and Mary Kate Slattery???"

"As far as I know they are friends. For a hot minute I thought there might be something but that passed"

So they stayed friends it seems. Maybe they just realized they're better as friends? Maybe the rejection was mutual after all? Maybe he wasn't trying to be serious, just seeing how it goes? Or vice versa we will never know. Good for them. That's mature to stay friends. 😊 Her boyfriend type seems different from Alex. Not a bad thing to each their own.

Late 2018-2020 he dated a few others, one I think named Kaja? I've researched enough for a day. 😆 😆 there were blondes and brunettes, several women, one at the Zulu awards. One sitting on his lap at distortion which was posted on tumblr May 30, 2019 (edited to fix date).

That twitter/x post and IG posts don't seem to be focused so much on privacy. As some claim he's all about, I've always thought he was only private when he wanted to be. That's his choice. 😊😊 So I'm still not getting how Johanne ever "violated" his privacy.

So MK only likes his RC posts/posts that have Johanne in them. That's sweet she probably LIKES Johanne too. She's probably happy for her friend.

Seems like what friends do to me! Like posts and Support each other and be happy for each other. 😊😊😊

Another long post, but as ever don't expect it to be read. Just want to say what I want to say. 😊😊😊

PS I don't think it's weird that he's dated around before finding someone serious. You gotta shop around, see how the "clothes" fit before you buy them. Dating is what people do before they find their match. You gotta figure out what you like/want/need and what you don't like/want/need.😃

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fireandbloodtargaryenn · 6 years

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Believer Part 3/5

Summary: reader breaks up with her boyfriend and her best friend Erika invites you to a popular nightclub in Copenhagen to try and help you forget your ex boyfriend/break up and you also met up with Erika’s friend Alex.

Pairing: Alex Høgh Anderson x reader

Warning: flirting, use of alcohol, much fluff, kissing

Part 1 - Part 2 - Master List

It was finally 2:30am before they both stumbled out of the club completely and utterly wasted from drinking and consuming astronomical amounts of alcohol between the pair of them which resulted them getting kicked out of the club. Your make up and hair was a mess, your clothing was a mess and crumpled, but you didn’t care. You were honestly the biggest mess you have ever been in the longest time.

As you both were stumbling to the outside of the premises, you were giggling like a little school girl at something Alex said on the way out of the club which made you giggle, you were staggering waiting for Alex to come out of the club and when he did, he was laughing too at something he did.

Alex’s apartment was close by, a 10 minute walk from the club would take them more than 10 minutes to walk back in their drunken condition and it was a beautiful night outside, the stars were out and sparkling brightly in the sky.

Both making your way to Alex’s apartment 10 minutes away, and almost falling over and stumbling several times in the process. But you didn’t care how you looked at this point.

“Y/N…” as Alex was slowly walking behind you.

“Yes Alex?” you asked, you were swaying slightly as you were both walking

“May I ask....why did that jerk break up with you??” he blurted out suddenly

“He didnt love me anymore and he fell in love with someone else who was better and more beautiful than i ever was.” as your eyes began to swell up again, stopping in the middle of the sidewalk.

Alex walked a couple of steps before turning around and coming back to you and walking over to you and giving you a big bear hug, he felt surprisingly warm as you hugged him back tightly as you let out a few sobs as he comforted you.

He felt so warm as he grabbed you and hugged him, you wrapped your hands around his torso and burying your head in his chest. You felt some sense of relief and security and it felt good.

Alex pulled away from you and looked right into your eyes, you could get so lost in those big blue eyes of his “Let’s go back to my apartment, it’s closer”

Making your way into Alex’s apartment, Alex staggered with putting the keys in the door and getting inside, stumbling your way inside and as you were looking around and noticed how clean and prestene it was. If only your apartment looked like this everyday.

After walking into his lounge room you see Alex with a open bottle of Vodka with a small smirk on his face and a small giggle coming out of it and you knew that this could only mean trouble. Drinking more alcohol well into the rest of the night and into the early hours of the morning.

Walking over and staggering all over the place before plopping yourself onto his couch, Alex brought over the vodka and some glasses over to continue where they left off at the club just before. Surprisingly he did not drop neither the bottle or the glasses.

You then got up slowly and walked over to Alex grabbed the bottle from his hands with a small smile on your face and then walked back to the lounge and put the bottle down on the coffee table in front of you. Alex then sat a few inches away from you as he poured himself a glass, then handing the bottle to you.

After grabbing the bottle from his hand, you then made your way towards the couch and poured yourself a glass of Vodka with a small smile on your face still. You put the bottle back on the table, then took a few sips as Alex sat himself next to you.

“So I heard from Erika that you’re single right?” you blurted out

“Well yeah, I couldn't help but noticed how you beautiful you were when I first saw you at the nightclub earlier” as Alex stared at your with curiosity then he leaned you more

“Well thank you.” you replied, blushing as you took another huge sip from your drink.

Then suddenly, Alex put his glass on the table in front of you and then leaned in more cups your face gently and starts gently kissing you, surprised by this you kissed him back, straddling him as you kissed hi,

His lips felt warm as you took in each and every kiss he made, it made you feel loved, wanting more and more of his kisses.

Then after a few more seconds you then pulled yourself away from Alex, blushing heavily and smiling, feeling a little embarrassed for straddling Alex you hopped off him and then helped yourself to pour more Vodka and more for Alex as well.

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Divinity - An Ivar the Boneless/Reader Smut Short.

Next drabble request from @southernbe for the prompt “I am going to fucking ruin you.”

Warnings - Smut below the cut! Minors DNI!

Words - 305

Your mouth glides along the rigid shaft of his cock, Ivar’s hands tugging at your hair as you suck upon him happily, his grunts and growls filling the air.

“My little vixen. How well you take me into that pretty mouth.” He praises you with, blue eyes glittering like the brightest skies, his defined abs juddering as you let your tongue twirl over the head of his hardness before taking him whole once more. “Fuck... fuck, fuck, fuck.”

“I miss my king when he is gone from me,” you pause to speak, letting his cock drag against your lower lip.

“You are telling me this already without words, my love. I can feel it, smell it. Your cunt perfumes the air, so full of need to be full of me.” He hauls you up, kissing you wantonly as you lie back on the bed atop him, his hand reaching between your legs to begin stroking at the soaking folds of your womanhood, gritting a curse at feeling just how dewy you are for him, his other hand spanking your backside firmly.

Your union is fervid already, your hand grasping him, pumping his rigidity as his fingers push inside you, parting your walls deftly, hungry lips sucking upon your tongue as you share filthy kisses, everything full of indulgence and need.

The cadence of your cries reaches fever as his thumb moves to stroke at your clit, your voice breaking apart on his name, your mouth descending to nip at the thick column of his neck, lowering further, trailing over his tattoos before he pushes you onto you front, forcing your legs apart before heaving his body between them to sink himself balls deep into your heat.

“Prepare yourself, my little doe. I am going to fucking ruin you.”

And he does. And it’s utter divinity.

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All Grown Up (Alex Andersen x Reader)

Pairings: Alex Hogh Andersen x Reader

Warnings: Fluff

Request: May I make a request for Alex Hogh? As little kids, OFC makes a promise to Alex saying they will go on a date when they “grow up” because he is constantly trying to impress her. OFC moves away but Alex never forgot and assumes she has. One day when they are both “grown up”, someone approaches Alex excited to see him, and Alex doesn’t recognize them at first. It’s OFC and she asks him about going on their date.

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“Alex….stop!!” you giggled through panted breaths as Alex continued to chase you around the yard. He was your best friend, and had been for many years; the two of you neighbors growing up since you were babies.

“I’ll only stop if you promise me something,” Alex remarked as his little legs managed to catch up with you. He tackled you and the two of you went falling to the soft grass, rolling around in a fit of giggles.

Pushing the hair out of your face, you stuck your tongue out at him. “Ok what is it?”

“You have to promise to go on a date with me when we are grown up!” He gave you a grin and your eyes went wide before laughing.

“Why would you want to go on a date with me?” you asked, pretending to be shocked.

Alex shrugged his shoulders, picking out glades of grass from the lawn. “I’ve been trying to impress you for a while now Y/N….” his voice trailing off.

Your little heart fluttered wildly. “Alex, we’re only 11 years old.”

“That’s why I said when we are grown up silly!” The two of you fell back onto the grass laughing. Soon, your heads tilted towards one another.

“Alright Alex I promise.”

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One year later you and your family ended up moving from Denmark to London because of your father’s job. It was hard saying goodbye to Alex, your best friend, but it had to be done.

Over the years the two of you emailed back and forth, texting once you each got a phone. But soon communication was becoming few and far in-between. You began to notice that he was getting into acting, and you were really proud of him.

The last time you heard from him was when he got cast in the television show Vikings. You yourself were a fan of the show since the first season and you were happy with his accomplishments.

After applying to many colleges and Universities, you finally found you had a full scholarship to Trinity College in Dublin. After packing some suite cases, your father helped you get an apartment in Dublin and you were on your way to college.

As you were scrolling through Instagram, your eyes became wide, nearly choking on your water. How had you not realized that Alex films the show Vikings in Ireland, and that he lives right here in Dublin??? Scrolling through his page, you noticed a bar that him and some of the cast frequented. Since tonight was Saturday, you took a chance, wanting to surprise him and headed out to that same bar.

There you sat, at a table in the back where you had full view of everyone coming in. You waited for what felt like eternity, your heart stopping each time someone entered the bar, hoping it was Alex. With a defeated sigh, you had decided to give up; but as you looked towards the door, there Alex was.

He was laughing with a group of people as they all got their beers and headed towards a table. Nervously biting your lip, you let out a breath and headed over to the table.

“Hi Alex,” you spoke loudly, the patrons in the bar making it difficult to hear. His head snapped up and his eyes found yours. Damn he was breathtaking; your heart skipping in your chest. He had definitely grown up and became a very attractive man.

His smile stayed on his face as he spoke. “Uh, hi there.” While your heart should have dropped at Alex not recognizing you, you didn’t blame him. Puberty hit you rather hard a few years later than normal and you looked nothing like the child you used to be.

With a playful smile, you cocked your head to the side. “Do you really not recognize me? That hurts,” you feigned shock, teasing him. His brows furrowed and he still didn’t seem to recognize you, so you teased him some more. “I made a promise to you when we were 11, and then a year later I moved away.”

Amusement lit up his face as he threw his head back, his hand slapping his thigh. “Y/N?!?! Holy shit I didn’t even recognize you!!!” Alex roared with laughter as he got up from his stool, pulling you into him for a bear hug. You had to admit, it felt wonderful to hug him again as his muscles tightened around you. You pulled away, smiling at him as he really took in your appearance, a soft ‘damn’ coming from his lips making you giggle.

“You really grew up Alex,” you remarked playfully.

His brows shot up, head cocking to the side. “Me? I can easily say the same for you too Y/N. You are absolutely stunning.”

You could feel the blush creeping up your neck and onto your cheeks from his compliment. “Well Alex. I only have one thing to say to you right now.” His demeanor changed, looking as if it was going to be bad news. “Will you go on a date with me?”

His eyes crinkled from his smile. “I thought you had forgotten about that little promise.”

Shaking your head, you chewed on your lower lip before letting it go. “Trust me Alex. I never forgot about the promise.”

He leaned in, giving you a quick kiss to your cheek. “Please, sit here with us. We have much to catch up on. And tomorrow, we will go on our date.”

Sitting down next to him on your own stool, you leaned towards him. “I can’t wait,” you breathed into his ear.

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underscorewriting · 2 years

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Mutual Hatred | Part 3

Modern!Ivar Ragnarsson x Reader

Warnings: Angst, implied sexual harassment

Part One , Part Two

From that day on work was more nerve wrecking than ever before. Every time she got called or demanded into Ivars office she got worked up and worried, what if she'd ruin it? What if she's not what he expected? She had to have a thick skin before, working for Sigurd, an even thicker one when it came to working for Ivar. He was always so angry. She understood that it was because of the pain he felt, but that didn't mean he was any less terrifying. Even after standing up to him, she couldn't help but feel even more under pressure.

Knocking softly on his door she put on a small smile. „The paperwork you asked for, sir. Oh excuse me...." Seeing him on the phone, she walked in quietly keeping the door open, not risking for the situation to be awkward for either one of them. As he was talking on the he watched her with a small smirk, studying her posture seeing how tense she was.

"Fuck off, Sigurd. Yes okay fine I'll send her with the paperwork. Gods, can't you just get them yourself? Useless fuck... " Hanging up he grabbed her wrist softly making her turn to him. Tilting her head she looked up at him. "Be a dear and bring the paperwork to Sigurd for me, yeah?" Biting her lip she looks down. "Yes, of course. But there is still so much to do, so much paperwork I can't-" Glaring down at her his hold on her tightened. "You bring the papers to Sigurd. You've been avoiding going to him ever since you got put under my watch. Hmm... Maybe the rumors were true?" A smirk now on his face as he let go of her wrist.

Shaking her head she looked up to him angrily, taking the papers she just put on the table. "I didn't do anything with Sigurd. He just-" A sharp glare from Ivar made her shut her mouth quickly. "He what? Are you insisting that my brother did something?" She didn't like the angry sound his voice formed in and shook her head again. "No of course not, I apologize. I'll bring this to him." Walking away quickly she took a deep breath. Ivar wouldn't believe her, even if she told him.

Sitting back down he started to think about what she said. A lot of girls changed from being under Sigurds watch to being under his or his brothers watch, they used to joke around about how their brother must be treating his staff if they keep leaving him. Hvitserk once said that maybe he was harassing them in some way, of course they laughed it off.

Wiping his face his headache got worse, picking up the phone he dialed Sigurds number again. This time he didn't pick up, but the girl should've been back already, anger boiling in his blood, maybe the people were right about her fucking his brother. Calling Hvitserk he quickly asked him to walk over to Sigurds office. Hvitserk answered but didn't want to go. With a sigh he got up taking his crutch and was on his way to Sigurds office. It wasn't far away, none of his brothers offices were, due to the possibility of him suddenly having a medical emergency, which he might not be able to deal with alone.

As he concentrated on walking, the girl was about to walk straight past him. "So you finally made your way back, huh?" Leaning against the wall, he watched her fidget with a key in her hand. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take so long, Sigurd wanted to go through the papers. I'll get straight back to my work." Turning around she quickly tried to make her way back to her office, not noticing how her sleeve raised and a bruise in form of a hand was already forming on her arm.

Closing his eyes ,he took a deep breath before walking to Sigurds office. "What the fuck are you doing to her, Sigurd?" He was furious, she was working in his department. Ivar didn't want to believe all the rumors about his brother, even if he didn't like him one bit, but thinking that the sexual assault rumors about him are more than just that make his stomach turn. Rolling his eyes Sigurd leaned back in his chair, keeping his eyes on his little brother. „What do you mean?" A glimpse of a smirk was on his face as he watched Ivar growing even more angry. He couldn't lose it, Sigurd knew it Ivar would lose it right now than Ubbe would have him stay home the next few days, not trusting him to not snap at workers in the company.

„You know what the fuck I mean, Sigurd." His eyes turned into slits, glaring at his brother. „Well, in one way or another there must be a time where you're doing the same as me. Come on, that's all she's good for, she's not good at her job either, huh?" With one last warning glare Ivar turned away from Sigurd, making his way back to his office. As he opened his door he heard things being moved, papers rustling, heels taking quick steps. "I fixed your appointments and meetings for the next days. The papers you said I should bring to your brother are already scanned and put into the system." He finally saw her and how her hand nervously brushed her hair out of her face.

"Y/N." His voice calm, hoping to help her calm down. "Please don't fire me, I'm sorry I promise to do better than that. I'm good at this job I really am." He watched as she bit her lip anxiously. His heart clenching at the sight, his brother just upset her enough to break down her confidence in her work. "Y/N, you did nothing wrong." She finally looked up to him, the tears of frustration in her eyes visible. "No I should've tried harder." Wiping her eyes frustrated she fixed the papers once more. "I gave Freydis your timetable for the meetings." Quietly Ivar sighed and walked up behind her.

Trying to sort the papers her hand accidentally slipped, the papers falling to the floor. A quiet sob leaving her as she turned around. With a sigh the boy pulled her into his chest. "Calm down, you're doing great, okay?" He was never the best at soothing someone, but he really hoped it worked now. With a small nod she hid her face in his chest, not caring about how he will probably use all of this against her, needing the hug right now. "What did he do?"

Her whole body tensed up at his question, making her pull away from the hug shaking her head, giving him a small smile. "Nothing, I told you we went through the papers together..." Walking past him, he caught her wrist. "You can tell me. I'm your supervisor, if someone is treating you or has treated you the wrong way, you have to tell me." With a small teary smile she shook her head again. "Your brother can be a bit touchy at times, but that's something a girl should be used to working for men. Hvitserk and Ubbe are nice, yes even you are way nicer than Sigurd... " With a shrug she pulled away. "I should get home, thank you for not firing me, sir."

Taking her things she left quickly. Leaving an upset and confused Ivar behind. He knew he had to talk to his brothers about this, because this isn't the way any of them wanted to treat their workers.

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Heyy x3 could you do a Marco ilsø x fan reader? Like at a comic con she gets an autograph and hes just amazed? Maybe some jealousy (im a sucker for that xD) when she goes to Alex? Thank you <3

Let’s hope you gonna like it !

I’ve never been to a comic con, there’s probably mistakes

Warning : none, so enjoy !

You and Marco

Friday, April 22, 10 pm

I just arrived in my hotel room, first reflex I drop my stuff and lie on the bed, comfortable…A few seconds later I stand up and turn my head towards the only window of the room, outside the sky was grey and big clouds were approaching not announcing anything good, hoping that tomorrow morning the rain won’t be there, I don’t want to look like a mop, I get up rubbing my hands on my shoulders to warm me up, it’s freezing if I don’t want to be sick tomorrow I have to put on a vest. I approach my suitcase, lift it and put it on my bed without delicacy, after I put the piece of cloth on my shoulders, I start to put my belongings on the room shelf. I mustn’t forget to take the gifts, knowing myself between stress and excitement, I will forget them The sound of my phone ringing startles me, it's my best friend, I pick up

hi ; where are you !? ; she has an unusual voice

I’m fine thank you ; I start making random steps in my room

I’m at your house, but apparently, you’re not! ;

I went to Germany for the weekend ;

What, you went on vacation without me! ;

I’m at a comic con ; … ;

hello? ;

you’re at the German comic con ; bravo you remember ! ; I’m obviously ironic, I had already told her about it, she could have come with me, but she doesn’t like Vikings…

Yeah, it’s good, I drank a little, sooo ;

you can stay at my house if you want ;

serious ? ;

I’m sure you’re already lying on my couch with something to eat ;

Maybe; I hear her yawning uhh, otherwise, what’s new since this morning ?;

hello ? ;

the sound of his snoring was heard ;

ok good night ;

I hang up and go back to my business

an hour later ~

I just finished tidying up, I put the presents on the bed, I finally found the radiator, the room temperature will warm up soon and I ordered food, waiting I sat on the floor to review my schedule for tomorrow, unfortunately, I could only afford one day but we will enjoy it, my day will boil down to waiting, waiting for autographs and still waiting to take pictures, but it’s worth it, imagine meeting Ivar the Boneless !!!

I get up suddenly, hold up my ticket and jump around my bed like a child, after that moment of euphoria, I lie on my back, I start to imagine scenarios, imagine Alex dropping me at the back of the line and making me double-cross everyone, imagine that we get along well, imagine that we become friends or best friend! imagine that he introduces me to all the cast and that he appreciates me all! imagine going to party with them!!!

The sound of my phone notification brings me back to reality, I look at the screen, my belly gargoyle, my food is there! It’s sleep time, I just got out of the shower and headed for my bed which looks more comfortable than when I arrived, I grab my phone and sit comfortably under the cover, the temperature was nice, the sheets are soft, everything is perfect, I launch my playlist puts on my headphones and turns off the light, and it’s back to imagine fake scenarios Weird I don’t think too much about tomorrow, I go more into a fantastic world, some music later, music "until I fond you" begins to ring in my ears, as soon as a man’s face appears, we lie in the hotel bed, the sunlight passes through the window what allows me to better distinguish the face of the man who sleeps on my belly is… Marco!

He smiles at me, with his angelic smile, and approaches me, to place a kiss on my forehead, then he gets up and goes to the bathroom, he was shirtless, which allowed me to look better at detailing his back well drawing, I wait for the shower water to run, an irresistible need to join him takes me, I hardly get up, the sound of his voice comes out of the bathroom, "need help ?", I did not answer but I could not hold my smile, I moved with a little difficulty, arrived, I lean back to the frame of the door, Marco was finishing shaving his beard, he turned his head with a surprised look on his face, but began to smile very quickly, "I was going to come to get you", he rinses his face and approaches, he puts his hand around my waist, I kiss his chest "come with me in the shower", he had a little laugh, he put his hands under my thighs and lifted me, I felt the steam of hot water and Marco’s lips coming closer, but unfortunately the music ended which brought me back to reality, shit! It was so realistic… Let’s hope I'm gonna dream about that! I turn the light back on, grab my book and start my reading, still a little out of it because of this "amazing" fake scenario.

9 am

My alarm clock rings, but my eyes refuse to open and my body to move, after a few seconds I finally decide to extend my arm to stop this unbearable ringing, I stretch myself painfully, then get up, before anything I will take a shower, What better way to wake up than a warm shower. Once I get up, dress up, make up and do my hair, I go to my bag, check my things, and pick up my phone, 10 am, it’s time to go, I grab the key to the room, and out, it’s grey but no rain in sight, I’m waiting for the cab that’s supposed to drive me to the comic con… Damn it! As soon as I got out of the hotel, I realized that I had obviously forgotten the gifts, I hurried up, before my taxi arrived Only 30 minutes to go before arriving, I’m overexcited, my right leg gives small strokes on the ground, and I stress.

Here I am inside, Just in time as the rain begins to fall outside, there is no way that there are people, the comic was suitable to open some minute ago, and already queues started to form I walk between the stands, I have to control the desire to buy everything, I remember that I have no more money, I put everything in this weekend (well almost everything, I still have to pay my rent), I walk between the stands, and admire the various exhibitions.

A voice announcement that different actors have arrived at their signing booths, and that they will soon be ready, people have started to run like crazy, all in the same direction, I guess it must be around here

I’ve been waiting in line for 1 hour, and to be honest, I don’t know who I’m going to see Jordan maybe? I got in through the crowd, and I couldn’t see where I was going but well it doesn’t matter, but in any case, Alex didn’t notice me as by miracle in the crowd, as I had imagined. After a few minutes and some fangirl fainting, I finally get to see the actor, and it was Alex, the more time passes the more I can’t wait Waiting for my turn, I look at the booth next door, it was Marco he was on break for a few minutes, I am super-happy to see Alex and to be able to talk to him, I had hoped to see and talk to Marco. I had planned to see all the actors of the Vikings present but seeing the world I think it would be impossible for this morning, but it is not a great loss, this afternoon it is the photos,

37 minutes and 32 seconds later only two people left and it’s my turn hi ; Alex makes me a gesture to move forward Are you okay ? ; He looks at me waiting for an answer I blink quickly and mouse embarrassed Yeah, sorry, I’m fine ; Don’t worry, you’re not the first one that happens ; I imagine ; so what do I sign ? ; I give him a miniature posture of a Vikings season 6 poster You can sign this, please ; of course ; he takes the poster and sits at his table

A hand is placed on his shoulder of Alex who jumps into contact with this gesture, we lift our head at the same time toward the owner of the hand, My brain freezes, my blood freezes and my cheeks get even redder you made me miss my signature ; idiot, it's always missed your signature ; Marco, did you finish your pose ? ; Yeah ; he looked up at me and smiled Sorry ; w wh why ? ; my voice trembles, I want to slap myself, pick up, he’ll find you strange for the signature ; oh it doesn’t matter, it’s not a big deal ; I feel like my head is going to explode Come to my booth, I’ll give you a better signature than this idiot ;

Alex raised his head and slightly pushed Marco making him laugh, he saluted him and went back to sit down, and gave me a last look before welcoming the fans I think I can die in peace, Marco invited me to his booth… it doesn’t mean anything but in my head, I’m going to get married and have two kids with him, take it back, damn it

for you ; Alex hands me my poster Thanks, uh, I’ve, uh; I’m frantically rummaging through my tote bag a gift? ;

yes ; I give him a stuffed bear dressed up as Ivar the boneless he thanks me in his arms, and it’s already time to leave, I have to leave the place, I turn my head to Marco who looks at me and beckons me to come

don’t worry Marco she’s coming, she’s not going to fly away ; shout Alex in an ironic tone a heat runs through my body, I smile, and I feel my cheeks warm come ; Marco’s voice echoes in my head as I head towards him, his eyes are on me, and even if his smile is meant to reassure me, I can’t help trembling slightly hi ; I was in front of him… he was standing, I had to raise my head to see his face

I don’t want to disturb, I can keep waiting in line ; I look at the people behind me who are watching us attentively don’t worry, you won’t have time to get back in line, there are too many people ; he holds out his hand FIRST reflex, I put my hand in his….

It took a few seconds for me to realize what I’m doing, so… we’re holding hands, but why did I do that!? , he reached out to me to give him my poster, not that I give him my hand! He had a cute little laugh, which brought me back to reality I’m so sorry ; I take my hand off right away, I don’t even dare look at it, but why did I do that!?

this is the first time that some do this to me; he laughs and I do the same I give him the poster, he takes it and with his other hand he grabs mine, and goes towards his table makes me stop next to the chair, and he sits down gently letting go of my hand, of course, I'm still red

well well well ; he takes his black mark and starts signing I prefer Alex’s ; I was leaning over her shoulder

what ? ; he lifts his head to look at me Alex’s signature is better; I smile sarcastically, and he smiles back

You have no right; he belittles the head to look at his signature

why ?; slightly destabilize because you have no right to choose Alex over me ; he raises his head, hands me my poster and makes me smile mischievously

is that clear ? ; I laugh a little nervous Yes, sir; I take my poster he gets up and looks at me smiling thank you for signing; I said goodbye with my hand and moved towards the exit

where are you going? I turn to see Marco’s face a little confused

where am I going? I’m as confused as he is Yeah, where are you going? I don’t even know what your name is? ;

oh, uh y/n, enchanting ; why did I say that’s, stupid Marco, nice to meet you ; he shakes my hand

Now that we know each other, I go or…;

you’re leaving? ; a disappointed look appears on his face

I think so, you have to sign more posters ; I smile at his puppy face Alex has the right to a surprise, a hugh and I don’t ? ; He made a dramatic gesture with his hand

oh, yes, no well yes I have something for you too, I have something, of course ; he began to laugh softly

I can’t find the gift I made for Marco I whisper to myself where you put it, where you put the little present for my Marco his laughter grew louder, which made me realize that I spoke a little too loudly

I’m sorry I forget it in my hotel room ; I look at him with a sorry look

really ? ; he seemed to be disappointed Yeah, sorry… ;

Go say it, that you did it on purpose, that you prefer Alex ; no no, I uh I think you heard what I just said anyway ; I’m making a little smile to hide my gene heard

what ? ; he’s getting closer to me, with a stupid fake look on his face nothing, Marco, nothing ; I get a little closer to his face and give him a sarcastic smile

goood Marco, you work or you flirt ? ; Alex, she hates me so much that she didn’t even bring me a present ; my cheeks that were refreshed, go red again let them down,

I’m irresistible, she’s already under the spell, you can’t go after me ; please gentlemen; a security guard was getting closer to us yes sorry ;

oh uh yeah I’m going ; I’m heading out this time for good

see you later y/n ; he winked at me and went back to his autographs

What the hell just happened?! I barely realize, that the voice in the speaker, indicates that the photos with the actors will start in 45 min Already? But it’s a few hours? I’m taking my phone out, 2 pm, already!? I think I’ve heard so much! I have to find something to eat and especially a place to sit and recover from my emotions

I searched everywhere, I couldn’t find a free place, so I sat outside, next to a small rescue door The sky was always gray but the rain had stopped, I’m enjoying my meal looking into the void, I can not believe what happened... the scene goes back and forth in my head, I held his hand there... I began to laugh alone on the moment I was very embarrassed but start it was nice, as if all his hours dreamed was become reality

But let’s be realistic, in a few minutes I’m going to take a picture with him, then come back and never see him again (in real life), each of us is going to go back to our life, and he’s going to forget my name and forget my existence

Besides, I think he’s already forgotten me, and anyway, it’s okay, it’s life, who do I think I am, the main character? no, otherwise I would have kissed him and right now we’d be hand in hand planning our first couple trip The sound of rain comes out of me but thinking, SHIT, I’m going to be soaked, I throw the paper from my snack in the trash next to me and head for the little door

Fortunately, I am only a little wet and with the heat of the big room I will quickly dry I think it’s time to head to the photo booth, I’m slowly moving forward trying to dodge the world but obviously a crowd movement is leading me to oppose it from where I want to go

After a few nudges, I can get myself out of the herd of people who are heading somewhere I arrive, finally "I arrive" and place myself in the queue, it will be long, I feel the headache coming, between the noise and the heat I have the impression that I will faint, fortunately I bought a bottle of water (which cost me dearly, damn it)

After 2 hours of waiting it’s my turn soon, I’m impatient, I’m going to see Marco again !

I give my ticket to a lady who lets me pass in front of a blue background where Alex and Marco were talking, Marco noticed me coming over Alex’s shoulder and gave me a big smile, which made Alex turn around.

Hey, but I know you ?! ; he opens his arms to hold me in his arms, Marco puts his hand on Alex’s shoulder to stop the hug

my turn ; he steps forward and I do the same, red as a tomato

please ; the photographer seemed to want the day to end, a chance for him, the comic con ends soon

what you want to do ; ask Alex Um, I had an idea ;

tell us ; said Marco with a rather perverse smile, which made me laugh

You know the same, where there’s a guy and a girl walking down the street and, you know what, I’ll show you ; I pull out my phone, and they get closer *shows the same*

oh yes, I know ; Marco raised his head to look at me

so, who does who? ; asks Alex

y/n and I hold hands ; he takes my hand abruptly, and sets himself up to do like the girl in blue, Alex laughs shaking his head and places himself in the same position as the woman in red

Okay, 3 2 1 ; the photographer looks at the photo and gives us a sign that he will take another one

The detention between me and Marco had gone up, although it’s a nice feeling, I think I’ll relax the atmosphere

Alex has a nice butt...; too bad can’t see his reaction, I hear him, choke slightly

the sound of the puddle makes me slightly jump or it is the pressure of Marco’s hand on mine that disturbed me

perfect, thanks ; the photographer goes to a big print and takes out the photos

thank you for coming ; said Alex hug me again

your finish uh ?!, you will suffocate her ; Marco made a false look full of reproach, we laugh slightly I take the pictures

thank you very much for your time, guys ;

Marco gently puts his hand behind my back If you don’t know where to go during the summer holidays, come to Denmark, you’ll see it’s super beautiful...; I don’t know why but I do the same thing I put my hand on his back, is this moment real? yeah, why not ; I smiled at her slightly but it’s time to go, so I walk away while saying goodbye

after some second walk in an empty corridor, I arrive in the main room, it is time to leave, where is the exit?

Y/N! ; I turn around to see who pronounces my name (although I certainly don’t get called because I don’t know anyone here)

It was Marco, he stood between the hallway, which I had just crossed, he smiled and waved to me to join him

Are you okay? ; What’s he doing here, he doesn’t have any more photos to take? yes very good is just, that euh ; he gets interrupted by the speakers

*Photo booth closes* *Dear visitors the comic con will soon close, take your time, but please start heading out, thank you*

oh you finished your day ; exactly, and I was wondering ; he stops talking and looks me right in the eye Yeah, Marco, what were you wondering? ; he laughs slightly, he must think himself stupid, but I find him cute to blush slightly, for once it’s not me

I wonder if, uh, how to say, would you be willing to lend me your phone number? ; he smiled embarrassed but a bit charming

oh my God! oh my God! oh my God! it’s not possible! , ok breathe and calm down but oh my God!!!

Lend? ; I try to stay calm . Um, yeah, so I’m giving you a coffee and uh ; I see he’s trying to be confident, but he’s stressed out I can’t believe it! It’s happening to me! a coffee? super! ; his face relaxes, he gives me a wide smile

great! yeah ; he makes a small gesture of victory, which makes me laugh, how it’s possible to be so cute and so handsome (I think it’s criminal)

Um, will there be Alex? ; He raised an eyebrow no, no, not Alex ; he seemed a little upset by my remark, even though he was pretending not to

I have to catch up, obviously I wanted to be alone with him, but I prefer to ask so much the better ; I wink at him he began to laugh

sorry I ; don’t apologize for being jealous ; I’ll give him a slight pat on the arm jealous ? no, i’m not jealous ; he says laughing

are you sure? ; I tease him just because Alex got a gift and I didn’t ; we laugh there was a moment of silence, we looked at each other without saying anything

*Dear visitors the comic con will soon close, take your time, but please start heading out, thank you*

I think I have to go ; your number, first ; oh yes ; he hands me his phone, I can’t believe it, I can’t believe it! After registering my number in his phone, he offered to take me to the exit and to wait for my taxi together

Marco and I have been sitting on a wall talking for five minutes. I can’t believe, the conversation is going so well, it’s relaunching, after this tiring day that we both spent

He’s very nice in person, and he seems very attentive to what I’m saying, we get along, and we laugh, I find him very charming OK yes I find him handsome , and I have already imagined several times my life with him, but here this conversation, sweet and fun between two real humans is incredible and simple at the same time.

Unfortunately, a taxi is careful to quote us

I think it’s for you ; Marco gets up and holds out his hand, I grab it and lift me up

thank you ; he had a laugh

send me a message when you arrive, ok ? ; he opens the door

thank you ; I sit in the back seat and greet the driver, the inside of the car was old brown leather, which made it look dark, there was a slight smell of cigarette and the radio passed an old German music air Marco closes the door, and I open the window

text me when you arrive ; he gets closer and bends over to see me better ok ; we looked at each other with a stupid smile on our faces, without saying anything, without doing anything, this moment is not awkward, it’s just pleasant the engine noise gets louder, I feel the car moving, Marco steps back a bit so as not to get his feet crushed he signs me goodbye and I do the same the car turns to the right and rushes into a street and Marco’s silhouette would disappear from my sight

On the way, I think back to our discussion, which was the most mundane but the most sweet and fun I’ve ever had, I think back to his smiles and his laughter and his eyes looking at me, to his body so close to mine, I dreamed of moments like thisthis, but this was real, and a thousand times better than my dreams

I walk into my room, the cold that reigns and worse than yesterday, I put my bag down, I rush on the heat and turn it on, I don’t remember turning it off on my side this morning, I sit on the bed, and take off my shoes and my jacket, I wish Marco was there to keep me warm, I had a little pevers smile looking at my pillows

7pm I’d been home an hour, and the only thing I could do was take a shower so here I am in hot water, humming songs and foaming soap on my body I let my mind wander, relax after this day filled with emotions

*knock knock*

Marco ? ; His name had escaped my lips, I don’t feel a bit stupid, it was obviously not him... what if?

I turn off the water, go out and wrap a servite around me, I look in the half-foggy mirror, I look pathetic, my hair wet, my skin reddened (by warm water) and my mascara which is not very well gone But whatever, I open the bathroom door and run to the front door.

Nobody, there was nobody, the hallway was empty, disappointed I lowered my head a little on the ground, a bag, a bag of food

but yes, that I am stupid, I was ordered to eat and I did not see the time passing, I laugh a little, find me stupid to have thought that Marco would be there

I go home with the bag of food still warm, and starve on the bed, and start eating

Marco... I’m stupid ; I start laughing all by myself Marco?! I forgot! I forgot to tell him I got here, damn it!

Where’s my phone, or I put it, it’s when you need it most that’s not there FIND, at the foot of the bed, what is it doing there?!

2 missed calls 3 messages

shit

in my life, I prefer to communicate by message, I find it simpler and less annoying, but I wasn’t thinking about it, and I call them It rings, why was I calling them?! a message would have sufficed, I hesitate to hang up but he picks up

Did you see the time? ; He looked ironic I have arrived ; I answer in the same tone as him I thought I’d have to come see if you had arrived well ; still ironic, but he could have been serious ah yeah ? ; yeah ;

un silence s'instale, je ne sais pas quoi dire, j'aimerais le revoir mais quand ?, et est ce que lui veut me revoir?, oui il veut sinon il ne n'aurait pas demander mon numero de telephone, mais demain je pars, et lui il a la comic con,...

y/n ; yes? ; tomorrow, you ? ; No, I, uh, I wouldn’t be here ; oh too bad ; Yeah, I wish I could have seen you on stage ; I would have liked to see you in the crowd ; it would have been cool ; yeah ; yeah ; What time are you leaving? ; Wait ; I rush to my bag, and take out my ticket I have to be at the airport around 11 am ;

there was a silence and you start at what time tomorrow Marco? ; I have to be there at 2:00; we could meet! wait maybe he doesn’t want ok ok, good luck; thank you;

Go y/n ask for a coffee “date”, or just a short walk to change his mind I risk what? that he says no, that I become embarrassed and that the situation is embarrassing and that I ruin the little chance that I have Be brave, damn it!

tomorrow 10 am, in the bar you want, is that okay? ; There was a silence, shit he’s going to say no... Marco? ; perfect, 10 in front of your hotel, I go to take ; a stewardship joy does not invade (and a huge stress too) great ; I can’t help smiling foolishly I’ll take you to the airport ; oh uh thank you, that’s nice ;

the conversation ended with good-byes tomorrow,

a minute of silence for my soul who has just left my body I can’t believe I have a "date" with Marco Ilso!!!!

What am I gonna wear, I got nothing!!

Apr 23 9 : 30 am

in front of my mirror, I look at myself one last time to be sure that everything is fine, I do a simple hairstyle, a simple make-up, my outfit...I did with what I had, but at least with my 4 layers of clothes I wouldn’t get cold, even though I look like my woodcutter who drank way too many beers

*notification noise* I look at my phone

From Marco <3: I’m waiting for you downstairs

I grab my stuff, look one last time at the room to see if I forgot anything, everything is good I can leave

He stood in front of the reception, dressing well, styling well and beautifully beautiful, for a moment I considered running away, I’m ashamed, imagine a person like me with him, a fan, I’m just a fan... too late he saw me, he beckons me and gets closer

hi, y/n ; hi Marco ; Let me help you ; he put his hand on the handle of my little suitcase oh it’s okay I can do it ; I was a little embarrassed I know ; he took it and motioned me to follow him, outside a taxi waiting for us Once inside a banal conversation began, also side by side, shoulder to shoulder

oh, I was going to forget ; I’m going through my bag, under Marco’s watchful eyes

and there it is ; I give him a small cardboard box what is it ; he prices it carefully a gift ; I smile at him really, I’m entitled to a gift? ; he looks at me smiling Yeah, well, it’s not exactly for you ; what? ; he looked confused open ; I push his shoulder he opened, and began to laugh oh ; What ?! you don’t like it, he’s not gonna like it? ; no, it is perfect, Pablo will love it ; he turns to me with a big smile great ; our face was close, smiling and alaise but very close

he’ll smile, I do the same he gets a little closer to me, I do the same he puts his hand on my cheek, I put my hands on the back of his neck envy, electricity and butterflies paradise, quick and shy, but adorable we look at each other, smiling like children

I won’t tell you what happened next, because it’s a secret A well-kept secret between me and Marco Is our date go well, probably Did we keep talking by message, maybe Did we meet again after, who knows

but what I can tell you is that the fake scenario imagined in this hotel room may have become reality and it’s much better in real life (with some real good sensation)

end

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