#lyngvar

[twofoursixohjuan]

Ingvar x Lydia fake dating au where they have to pretend to be a couple to sneak into a palace to steal a Very Important Object (reasons unspecified)

Ingvar is pretending to be a specific nobleman who was invited to an Event at the palace and whom he swapped places with. Lydia is his wife

Takes place in Arrida

Ingvar is taking the opportunity to be as bumbling and distracting as possible (loud and boisterous and knocking things over) to draw as much attention as possible while Lydia sneaks off to let Hal, Jesper and the twins in the back way to do the actual thieving. he's surprisingly good at it

when all goes to hell and the burglars are about to be discovered, Lydia accuses Ingvar of cheating on her and they stage an overly dramatic screaming match which will be gossiped about for years to come. the real noble is a little upset when he discovers this

for no apparent reason, Gilan is there

[thelastranger]

No one requested this, but I saw the prompt "We're arguing over who shot first- it was definitely Han" and thought of Lydia and Ingvar.

"Han definitely shot first! What are you saying?" Lydia had gotten up off the sofa where she and Ingvar had just settled down to watch a movie before the argument had started.

Ingvar was normally a pretty passive guy, but they had skirted around this argument for a long time and it was time for it to come out. "Greedo shoots first!"

"No, in his original vision, Han shot first."

"Honey, Leia wouldn't be able to fall in love with him if he murdered someone in cold blood. Greedo had to have shot first, otherwise it detracts from Han's skills and his morality! Han is a better shot, despite shooting second, which highlights his sharp reflexes and sets up his incredible luck in the rest of the series!"

Lydia shook her head, nearly vibrating in anger. "You are wrong because Greedo shooting first takes away from Han's anti-hero redemption arc and it parallels when Han shoots at Vader in Cloud CIty! And I would argue that Leia would still fall in love with Han even if he was a cold-blooded killer because she shares that same impulsive instinct!"

"You're making me mansplain this and I don't like it," complained Ingvar. "In the second edition of A New Hope, released in 1997, which Lucas has said is closest to his vision for the series, Greedo shoots first. I don't know how much clearer it can be."

"The obvious solution is just agree with me and you won't have to wrongfully mansplain things to me."

Ingvar couldn't argue with that logic even if he didn't love it. "I think we should watch something else less controversial." He reached for the remote and Lydia reluctantly stopped wielding it like a lightsaber and gave it up, agreeing with his words.

"Movie night isn't as fun when we break out into nerdy fights."

"I know, babe. I know."

~

It wasn't even a week later before this same argument came up again. Granted, it was during the Herons' weekly lunch get-together, but it was a bit strange that this very specific argument was being hashed out between their friends. The group divided between the opinionated (Lydia, Wulf, and Ulf) and the secretly pretending to be neutral because this was very funny (Everyone else.)

No one was sure if Ulf and Wulf genuinely preferred to have Greedo shot first or if they only said that to tick off Lydia. There was an equal chance of both. The debate had escalated in the unique Heron way and Ulf was brandishing ketchup packets like they were a knife.

"Any one who thinks Han shot first is a monster!" yelled Wulf, startling more than a few of the other customers in the diner. Edvin sent them an apologetic glance and then stared at Ingvar as if to say please stop this madness and please do it soon before we're kicked out of this place.

Ingvar shifted in his seat, knowing what he was about to dive into and spoke. "Wulf, Ulf, Han definitely shot first."

"Ha!"

Ingvar ignored his girlfriend's sharp snort of victory. "And if you continue to argue against this provable fact, I am going to toss you into Hal's pool next time we're there. You won't even see it coming."

Conversation died down soon after that; a casual threat will do that to a lunch group and the glares Ulf and Wulf were shooting at Ingvar didn't help either. As Lydia and Ingvar were walking out towards their car, Lydia gave Ingvar a peck on the cheek.

He smiled at her. "What was that for?"

"That was for backing me up in there, but I thought you were in the "Greedo shot first" camp. What's up with that?"

"You're my girlfriend. I'll back you up against Wulf on these arguments even if I fundamentally disagree with your nerdy and totally wrong position."

Lydia leaned into Ingvar's arm, barely reaching past his shoulder. "I'm glad we can agree on that. Sequels tonight?"

This was just begging for trouble, but Ingvar was feeling mischievous and emboldened today. "Let's watch the prequels."

The devious grin on Lydia's face said she was in complete agreement.

[artanogon]

For the ask, Lydia and Ingvar?

they genuinely seem sweet and would be cute together, and have some cute moments but flanagan hasn’t built up either of their characters or their relationship nearly enough for it to work in canon 

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send me a ship and i’ll give you my (brutally) honest opinion on it!

[brotherbandchronicles]

moodboard: Lydia & Ingvar (requested by anonymous)

Thank you so much for request, this was so much fun to make! Hope you like it!

[thelastranger]

103, lyngvar, your choice of platonic or romantic

Sorry this is kind of late! I think Lydia and Ingvar are the type of friends who can sit in silence comfortably before completely changing the subject and roasting one another so here’s that in the college au.

"Would you believe me if I said we didn't have a McDonald's in Limmat?" asked Lydia as she and Ingvar slid into a corner booth at the local McDonald's at an obscene horu on a Friday night. 

"No, I would not. Or else do you not remember the time when you told us jello didn't exist in Limmat?" 

Lydia stifled a laugh at that. She'd blown up the group chat with that joke and Ulf and Wulf had chased her around with jello for several days after.  

"Seriously, the closest McDonald's was two towns away and across the state line. Limmat is in the backwoods. Limmat Uni isn't even in the town of Limmat."

Ingvar looked at her with mirth in his eyes. "Really? Limmat is that small?"

"Yep."

"It must be weird coming from such a small town to Hallasholm where you don't know anyone." 

The waiter brought them their orders and Lydia paused before taking a big bite of her cheeseburger. "Yeah, it kind of was." 

There was silence as Lydia and Ingvar dug into the food in front of them. Dining hall food and Edvin's cooking was good enough, but sometimes you just needed some cheap and greasy burgers and fries. 

"For what it's worth, I'm glad I'm here now." Ingvar knew better than to overtly acknowledge Lydia simple yet heartfelt statement so he responded in the tried and true Heron way: flippancy. 

"We're glad you're here too Lyds."

She tossed napkin at him in faux outrage. "I basically poured my heart out to you and all you can do is basically repeat me?" 

Ingvar polished off his burger. "Sharing is caring. Now pass me the fries."

Ingvar reached his hand over to grab Lydia's container of fries and she swatted his hand lightly, not actually trying to stop him. 

"If you eat the rest of my fries, I will kill you."

"Aw, I love you too, Lydia."