#mommy lagertha

[bjornswoman]

Sick girl

Requested by none.

Author's note: Hey guys! This little fanfic of Ubbe is the only thing I wrote these days because of the fires that destroying Greece. I can't write something when the country near me is burning. Sorry guys! I hope you will like it. Till the next time have fun and take care!

Pairing: Modern!Ubbe x Reader.

Genre: Modern!au, fluff, romance.

Summary: Ubbe's little girl is sick.

Warnings: mentions of a cold and its symptoms.

You were laying in your bed inside your husband's muscular arms. Both of you were exhausted but you couldn't sleep, especially Ubbe. These past two days were like this because your daughter was sick. She had fever and she wouldn't cry. This was the least problem you had to deal with. The real problem was Ubbe's behavior. He was so afraid and annoying. He was scared because of a little fever. He wouldn't stop calling the pediatrician, his mother, Torvi Bjorn's wife, your own mother, some aunts and even Lagertha Bjorn's mother.

Ubbe's heart couldn't bear seeing his daughter like that. The toddler were crying all day and when she didn't do that, she was trying to sleep. You tried to understand him. He always spoiled his little girl and you scolded him about it.

Cries and sniffles came into your bedroom from the one next to yours, your daughter's bedroom. Ubbe jumped out of the bed, throwing you on the mattress and run in the toddler's room. You sat on the bed and rolled your eyes. When it came to his little girl, Ubbe was getting crazy. Now that she was hurting and crying, he had gome insane and you couldn't relax him.

After some minutes, he got into your room. You could say that he was nervous and anxious by the look on his face. The toddler was grabbing his grey hoodie and crying on his lap. Her face was buried inside his hoodie.

"I don't know what to do, (Y/N)." He said panicked. You stood up from your bed and moved closer to them.

"Come to mommy." You whispered to your daughter. When she listened to your voice, she lifted your face and looked at you with her big pleading eyes. This image broke Ubbe's heart. You took her in your arms and wiped away some tears from her eyes. You walked out of the room, holding the girl. "Are you coming?" You yelled to Ubbe and he walked right behind you.

"She is really hot."

"I know. Can you hold her for a bit?"

"Yes." Ubbe answered and took his daughter in his arms. You left them in the living room sitting on the couch. Ubbe was caressing her back trying to relax her but the little girl was really upset. "Should I call my mother?" He asked loudly enough for you to listen him.

"Don't you dare. Don't call no one. Neither your mother nor the pediatrician. Let them sleep I know what we should do." You yelled from the other room. You were picking some more comfortable pajamas for the girl and the next thing yourl were going to do was to take a wet towel to put on her forehead. This way you would bring down her temperature. "Try to give her some water." You continued.

"She doesn't want to drink water. I tried to give her when we were in her bedroom."

In less than two minutes you were back holding the new pair of pajamas in your hands. Ubbe helped you take off what she wore and put on some more thin and comfortable pajamas for her. She seemed really tired and kind of relieved but not fully.

She was laying on Ubbe's chest, holding his figer tightly inside her tiny hand. He was looking at her stressed. You weren't as stressed as him because you knew how to deal with a cold. It wasn't something you hadn't dealt with before. The toddler has caught a cold before and Ubbe was just like this panicked. He wouldn't sleep at the night, even if the girl was better just because he wanted to be close to her. He was a little over dramatic but you admired his love for his daughter. It made you love him even more than before if that was even possible. Your daughter had stopped crying, but she was still upset.

"I will be right back." You told him when you had put on the new pajamas to your baby. You went to the bathroom to take the wet towel. "Hey, put that on her forehead and I'll bring some water for her." You spoke and handed him the towel. He nodded and placed the wet towel on the baby's forehead as you told him.

When you walked back into the living room, you saw the toddler sleeping on his chest. She was better and still holding her father's finger. You smiled at that. You moved closer to her and caressed her qrm softly. She opened her sleepy eyes and tried to keep them open. You placed her bottle which contained water in her mouth and she drank some of it. When she finished, you placed the bottle on the table in front of the couch the three of you were.

"I will stay here with her." Ubbe announced to you and you nodded. You placed a kiss on your daughter's arms and one on Ubbe's soft lips and went back to bed. "I love you." You whispered to Ubbe and he chuckled.

"I love you too." He whispered back to you and you smiled shyly in your way to your bed.

[peakywitch]

Solskin - Ivar

Danish word for sunshine

When you're lonely, in your 20s and you like writing fanfics, you can't stop your imagination.

Ok, so, I came up with a serie of small, almost unrelated (but related af at the same time), stories that i fantasize about a lot. More than I can admit. And more importantly:

FREE OF SPOILERS

Ok, few things you need to know before reading the stories: (yes, stories, it'll be like the adventurous adventures of y/n and ivar)

I fucked up the whole original series

Ivar is not boneless

No, I don't care about the fact that I change cannon stuff

.... I wrote this without Aslaug because I'm lazy, and the whole "too much mommy love" was not important

She died when Ivar was a baby, so Lagertha stayed and is everyone's mom

Just because i like it

Also, ragnar is present and is a little bastard, he likes gossip and laughs at whatever his sons are going through, such a great dad

I will eventually write about cannon ivar but idgaf i love a good bad-guy-with-a-soft-spot-for-only-you vibe, and although it fits perfect with cannon ivar, i like it this way

Y/n also fucks hvitserk

You better bet jealousy, jealousy and pure gold are a part of this

So, without further ado i present my idea

✨ SOLSKIN✨

Y/N is the nanny of the town. Lots of widows have been leaving their children to her care, since they now have to work alone fore everything, given their husbands' death in raids. She is also the youngest daughter of a farmer, and no one knows where her brother is.

A near village gets attacked, and y/n knows she has to learn how to fight if she wants to protect the children she takes care of. So, one morning she goes to Ragnar, asking him for help. Lagertha is there with him, she just got back from scolding Ivar because he was screaming with Sigurd and broke his arm in the fight.

So, as a way of detention and teaching Ivar patience, Lagertha suggests the youngest son of Ragnar should teach her. But fun thing is: Ivar knows where y/n's brother is, and he knows perfectly fine with who he is.

With this, endless training days start, and so, Ivar learns that the sister of his ex best friend isn't as bad as he thought.

It's just small fics, if someone is interested lmk ☁️🌞

[lovlydovlyjaycie]

Ævi - The Protector

Hey, so this is going to be a mini series on something I have tried to do before. But I thought of a different way to make it shorter and to make it make more sense. I hope you like it, this idea has been in my head for honestly.. a couple of years now lol. I just decided I really want to put it down somewhere. And where is better than here? Am I right?! lol

Summary: This is set in 2010. There are no such things as superheroes. Right? Maybe Iron Man, but that is it. It has to be. Y/n was just trying to celebrate her birthday, but that quickly changed when she got a gift from a mysterious man.

Warnings: Fluff, violenc

Characters: Y/n, Bjorn Ironside, Odin, Heimdall, Thor, Loki, Freya, Hela, Ragnar Lothbrok, Floki, Lagertha, Ivar, Ubbe, Hvitserk, Sigurd, Rollo, Mentioned: Iron Man, OC Emma, OC Lars, OC Sanna, OC Nils, OC David

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Part 4 - last part, with a little sneak peak ;)

Bjorn had brought me to the longhouse where everybody already seemed to get ready for battle. Ragnar, Lagertha and Floki were suited up. I looked around and saw there was a gaping hole in the roof of the longhouse that people were trying to fix. “What happened here.” I asked, that seemed to gain everyone’s attention inside. “Uhm.. well, you. When that rainbow came down that was what we were left with.” Bjorn explained. “You are back! I knew the Gods were on our side.” Floki said as he walked over to me and hugged me tightly. I just awkwardly hugged him back. “Yeah, I guess I’m not dead.” I laughed awkwardly as well. “The Frost Giants are coming back soon. It is good you came back when you did.” Ragnar told me. “You look like you can fight.” He noted, looking at my clothes. I just nodded, still a bit unsure of myself and what I could do. I mean I trained, but actually having to fight.. I wasn’t sure how I was going to do that. But I will non the less.

Then Sigurd came running in. “They’re here!” He said, referring most likely to the Frost Giants. “Let’s go!” Ragnar ordered and walked out to where the fight was.

We all followed him. And more people joined in. The people that couldn’t fight locked their doors in the hopes of surviving. “Where did you go?” asked Lagertha who started walking next to me. “I guess I was on Asgard.. I trained with Valkyries.” She seemed to light up by that comment. But besides that we were all quiet, getting ready for whatever we were soon going to face.

We were set up outside of Kattegat by a big field. Under any other circumstance it was beautiful here. The field was perfectly surrounded by trees and on both sides there were tall mountains and cliffs. But on the other side of the field was a large army of Frost Giants. The army parted and out walked what I guessed was the leader another Frost Giant and a woman with deer like horns on her head. 

“Are you ready?!” Ragnar said to no one in particular. 

“ Skeggǫld! Skálmǫld! Skildir ro Klofnir! Skeggǫld! Skálmǫld! Skildir ro Klofnir!” Floki was chanting and repeating, axe time, sword time, shields are splintered! These people were ready to fight for their lives. Everybody was chanting, waiting in anticipation until Ragnar would give the signal to attack. Behind us everybody was chanting and hitting their swords and axes on their shields. The Frost Giant army was also waiting on the signal to attack. You could hear awful screeches coming from there. Then the head of their army gave the signal to charge and the Frost Giants came running towards us. They were still far. “FRAM!” Forward, Ragnar yelled.

We all charged at the army of Frost Giants. We all ran as quickly as we could and I soon has a head start from everybody else. There were no excuses I had to fight. The Giants came closer and closer. I held my sword a little tighter and when the first few Giants were in reach I gave them my first blow as hard as I could and tried to use my energy I had in me with it. Tens of the Giants flew back hitting others in their army. I was a bit shocked for a brief second it actually worked, but I quickly recollected myself and charged at the other Giants coming for me. I kept on doing the same blow and making them fly back and hit others on their way to the ground. I now saw that the rest had caught up with me and started to fight. They were all good especially Ragnar, Lagertha, Floki, Bjorn and Ivar. Everything that came in their way they put down. Bjorn came next to me. “I knew you had it in you!” He yelled over all the commotion. “Learned from the best.” I retorted. “You definitely did not learn that from me.” He said jokingly. I smiled as at him before I took down another Giant.

Suddenly it felt like it started to get a lot colder. Freezing even. Looking up at the sky it was very clouded and it started to snow. “What is happening?!” I yelled. “I don’t know.” Bjorn answered back. But it clicked, it was the Frost Giants. They wanted another Ice age. “It is them!” I pointed briefly towards the leader and Hela with my sword. “Go! We got it handled!” Bjorn yelled. I saw Lagertha behind Bjorn and she gave me a nod.

But how was I supposed to get through this? There were so many of them. I walked back slightly before I charged at them again hoping to get through. I had an idea, but it was crazy. As I started running faster and faster right before I would come in contact with the Giants I jumped. And I flew over before I came to the ground again. I decided to do it again hitting the Giants out of the way before I jumped again. Soon I was out of the battlefield. I looked behind me and saw that some Giants noticed I got out. They charged at me, but I gave them another hard blow, I repeated it until they were all out of the way so I could move on to the leader and Hela.

I turned around and Hela was standing right in front of me. “Where is it?! Where did you hide it?!” Hela demanded. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” I told her before she gave me a blow to my stomach that sent me flying back a couple of yards. “The stone! I could feel it on you! Where did you hide it?!” She demanded again standing over me. “I still don’t know what you are talking about lady. I don’t have any stone.” I retorted. “Fine have it your way than.” She was annoyed and pulled a knife out and held it in both hands. She came closer and I quickly kicked her feet and she fell stumbled back. I quickly gathered myself and stood up holding my sword in my hands pointing it towards her. “Oh, so you trained little girl. Still pathetic.” She gave me a sinister smile and charged at me. When she came close enough I gave all the strength I got and tried to hit her, but she easily caught me sword with her knifes. “Is that all you got?” She said mockingly. I decided to do what she did and kicked her in the stomach and she flew back. This wasn’t over, so I ran at her before jumping when as I was going down I pointed my sword at her to the ground. But she quickly stood up and hit me in the side with her foot again and I flew back.

Again I stood up ready to go at her I ran and jumped this time she dodged it and ran out of my reach. She went towards the mountains and I quickly followed her. She was very quick. I was keeping up and it felt like I came farther and farther with every jump I took, but it was all still new to me. She must have had year in experience of fighting, how was I going to win from that. In the mountains she used whatever power she had to throw rocks at me. At first I hit them out of the way with my sword, but soon it became too much and I had to shield myself. I was able to make a shield with my energy and protect myself. I still felt every rock that was being thrown against the shield I made.

“I see you still have it.” Hela stopped throwing the rocks, but I still kept my shield up. “How are you able to hide it now. She came closer and I followed every move she made, ready for whatever was going to happen next. “How are you now able to hide the stone?” She wondered out loud. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” She rolled her eyes at that, but kept stepping closer. She was inspecting me, it felt like she was sniffing me out. “Ahhh, you had some witch spell put on you by mommy dearest.” She gave me that sinister smile again. “So you’ve been to Asgard and got some witchy training and now you think you can take all of us on?” This made me think she is not expecting for another army to come, which was good. “You don’t think I can take you?” I retorted challenging her. “Oh little girl, the only advantage you have is the stone, but you don’t even know what it all can do on it’s own. If you give it to me I can show you.” She stepped closer and put her hand out expecting me to just give her the stone. “I’m not giving you anything.” I told her. “You really don’t understand little girl. Life is literally in your hands. You can take it away just as much as giving it back. Let me show you.” Hela came even closer. Too close. So I blew the energy at her that was holding up my shield at her and she flew back, down the mountain.

I looked from my spot what was happening on the battlefield. Ragnar’s army was getting in trouble. I could see and almost feel that we had lost many people already. I wanted to help them, so I made a start down the mountain jumping towards the battlefield when I got hit by Hela. We both flew back towards the mountain and hit it hard. Rocks where flying everywhere. I quickly looked around and saw I lost my sword. I had nothing to defend myself with anymore. Hela noticed and again gave me her smile. She pulled her arm back and got her knife again I quickly out my hands in front of me to not her hit me, but she cut in my right arm doing so. I would need something after this on my arms to shield myself with..

I gathered all the energy I had and threw it at her making her stumble back again. I decided to not stay around and just jump down the mountain in the hopes of finding my sword. In a way I felt much stronger now, like I was letting the power in. I realized this as I jumped from a very high mountain and landed on the ground without falling. “This is something I could get used to.” I said under my breath. In the distance I could see my sword laying on the ground. I quickly ran towards it when I noticed something came behind me. It was Hela again. Why won’t she just.. die. I quickly turned around and blasted energy at her which made her fly back. She quickly stood again and threw knifes at me that appeared out of thin air. I dodged almost every single one of them until one cut me badly in my upper leg. “Ahh!” I groaned. Hela came closer and pushed me over. She put her foot on my chest and pushed me down. I couldn’t move. “Ready to tell me where the stone is?” She asked. I tried to struggle out of her grip, but to no avail. She made a bigger sword appear and cut my right arm. It burned a lot.

I tried again to get out her grip and in my struggle I noticed my sword only a few feet away. It felt like it was mocking me. So close yet so far. In a weak attempt I reached for it, but it was nowhere near close to reaching it. For some reason I still kept trying and then I noticed the sword moved. Like it knew I was reaching for it. “Where is the stone?!” I heard Hela say, but I ignored her and tried to reach for my sword again. And then it moved! It flew right or my hand. In a quick swing I hit Hela in her side.

Then looking on the other side of the battlefield the rainbow appeared and a whole army of Asgard was charging at the Frost Giants. Odin was going straight for the leader and started fighting him. He was gaining the upper hand until the leader was holding a blue square. The space stone. That’s how they got here. The Frost Giant used it to blast something out of it. Odin dodged it easily, but others fighting were frozen until the scattered. That’s why it turned cold. He was somehow using the stone. He needed to be stopped.

But I was still busy with Hela, I was hitting her with my sword over and over, finally gaining the upper hand. I hit her by her shoulders legs sides. Enough to do damage, but not enough to make her stop. I had an idea. It might not be good, but it would be something. I quickly ran towards the line of fire and Hela followed closely. Hopefully not noticing my idea. Right in front of me there was another blast that I barley missed. I lost my footing and Hela hit me with one of her knifes again hitting me by my cheek. “Give me the stone little girl.” She demanded. “Come and get it.” I retorted making her follow me again. As she started to come at me again she was perfectly lined up with the blasts from the space stone and she froze. Not the same as the others who shattered after. She was unable to move, but you could clearly she she still knew exactly what was going on. On my left I saw that the Asguardians had helped defeat the Frost Giants and Bjorn, Lagertha, Floki, Rollo, Ragnar and his sons were safe. On my right I saw Odin had gained the upper hand again and made the Frost Giant drop the space stone. With one swift jab the Frost Giant was no longer alive. We had won. We were safe.

Odin walked over towards me with the space stone in hand. “Daughter, you will no longer roam free in any of the nine realms. Your life will be bound to mine and for as long as I shall live you will be locked away.” Odin told a non moving Hela. I could see in her eyes she would want to scream at him, but she couldn’t. Though luck. “You did good y/n.” He told me as he put his hand on my shoulder. “Thank you.” I was proud of myself. I knew and felt I could do so much more, but this was a very good start at discovering my powers. Odin dropped his hand from my shoulder and handed me the space stone. “As the safe keeper of Life it might be a good idea if you hide this somewhere safe. I also heard of the other stones and where they might be. I think it would be best that you get them and hide them somewhere out of reach from everyone.” He went on the explain. I would be the safe keeper of all the stones, but where would I start hiding them? “But there are five other stones out there. Knowing it’s power, it probably wouldn’t be good to hide all of them here.. on earth.” I wondered out loud. “You have a whole galaxy to hide them.” He answered. With that he walked back to his army. “You are always welcome on Asgard. Just call for Heimdall and he will bring you to us.” He said as he was walking away.

“You were amazing!” Bjorn said as he was running up to me. “You were flying and then the all father came and helped us defeat them. This will go down in history as the greatest battle.” He told me excitedly. But this will go down as a myth. A story to tell children before they go to sleep. Nobody will believe what happened here. I would know. But I just nodded at Bjorn. “You are safe.” I told him, more reassuring myself. Nobody that I knew lost their life this battle, but if it is true what Odin said and I would love for maybe a thousand years, I knew that some day I would lose everybody I know. This thought I quickly pushed aside and decided to live in the moment. Bjorn embraced me, probably sensing I had some lingering thoughts of all of this. “You are safe.” He repeated. Before we locked lips for a brief moment. “What are you going to do with that box?” He asked looking down at the space stone. “I am going to hide it along with some other things. It is my job.” I explained.

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And so I did just that. First I hid the space stone and for a while I stayed on earth. I had lived a full life, or as full as it could be, you know without the aging. Bjorn had been by my side the entire time and this life, this Viking life was coming to an end. I had explained Bjorn that soon there wouldn’t be any Vikings anymore. This broke his heart and I decided to do something about it. I asked Frey’s for help with a spell and put a barrier around the island of Kattegat. This way nobody from the outside could come in and disturb it. But if people wanted to leave Kattegat to live a more modern life, they were free to do so. They could only never return. Having this is something that made Bjorn very happy, something that would stay the same for as long as possible. But his last day came quickly.

I told him he was one of the lucky ones. He got to live a full life and have his last moments surrounded by family. “I love you Bjorn.” I told him crying. “I love you too. Now soon I will feast in Valhalla with my father and mother, drink with my brothers and when it is time for you, you will join me. Al though comparing yourself to me that might be a while. You have not aged a day since I met you. My beautiful y/n. I will love you in this life and the next to come. Live your life like your days are numbered my love.” And those where his last words. “Bjorn?” No response. I closed his eyes and kissed the top of his head. “I will always love you. Now go meet your family, they have been waiting for a long time.” I told him. Tears were falling down my cheeks.

For a while I still decided to stay on earth, but I had some work to do. Find the other infinity stones and keep them safe.

...

1941

“Oh come on Loki it’ll be fun! And besides you owe me. You were the one that convinced me to go to America in a time like this. We will just dance and then we’re out. Just an hour.” I told Loki excited to go dancing. “I told you I’m not dancing.” He responded. “Fine I’ll find somebody else to dance with than.” I looked around and saw a man with dark hair and broad shoulders standing by a bar. Perfect! I walked towards him and tapped his shoulder. His eyes were a beautiful steel blue color and it looked like he had a permanent smirk stuck on his face. “Hi! Would you like to have a dance with me?” I asked.

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Let me know what you think :)

And there obviously is a little sneak peak of what the next story will be. I had so much fun writing this, it had been in my head for such a long time!

[ivarthebadbitch]

fates of the ragnarssons, ranked

Sigurd: being born with a cool eye thing to indicate that his fate is to be murdered by ivar for calling him a mommy’s boy over dinner. 0/10

Ubbe: destined to give insufferable speeches while staring in a vaguely ragnaresque manner into the distance. 2/10

Bjorn: achieving ragnar’s dream of polygamy in a completely unsexy fashion. 3/10

Ivar: talking a lot of shit. 7/10

Hvitserk: destined to get yelled at by all his brothers, BUT also to kill Lagertha in an extremely hysterical way. 10/10

[malenamoonlight]

I was checking the Vikings tag and I saw something... I don't intend to be rude in my point and I'm fully aware of Ubbe and Torvi fanbase here etc., but I don't think Ubbe accepted to get along with Lagertha because of Torvi. To me, Ubbe only accepted to coexist peacefully with Lagertha AND Torvi because of Bjorn. These two women conspired to kill his mother, and Torvi played a crucial role in it. Okay, at a certain point, Torvi and Ubbe fall in love, still, I don't think she's the reason why he tolerates Lagertha... It's, and will always be, Bjorn. Ubbe is completely devoted to his big brother... not only Ubbe, by the way, but Hvitserk as well. Bjorn (imo) is the father figure for these two. They always come back to Bjorn when they're feeling lost, as if he's the pillar that sustains their family... Bjorn is like coming home, the only safe place in the world for them. And this feeling is mutual, because Bjorn left Ubbe in charge of Kattegat during his absence, instead of Queen Gunnhild. Nothing stands between the brotherhood, not even Lagertha or Aslaug. I wonder if it’s possible to assume that Ubbe would have killed Lagertha, in order to avenge his mother, if Bjorn had died before her... I wonder if he’s really changed his mind about avenging Aslaug. But, again, to me, the willingness to tolerate Lagertha and Torvi is due to his love for Bjorn. What about Torvi? I don't know... I mean, Ubbe and Torvi are romantic involved... The point here is, how it’s possible for him to fall in love with the woman who conspired to kill his mother... Ubbe definitely has some serious mommy issues, because what other possible reasons for Ubbe to bond with his mother’s killers? When we watch season 4b, we saw how Ubbe respects and cares about Aslaug, but his subsequent behavior gives the impression that he resents her so much that he has the courage to engage in a romantic relationship with the woman who plotted against her. Like, he thinks he was punishing his mother when he joined the women who murdered her. And he was punishing her when he turned against Ivar, the person that she loved the most. 

Anyway, it was always about Bjorn and Ubbe has mommy issues.

[ofhoneyandrosepetals]

The Favourite of the Gods

anon requested: Hi! Could you make an imagine where the reader is ivar girlfriend or is very close to him, and instead of killing Sigurd he kills her by accident when she tries to stop him? Pleaseeee

Pairing: Ivar x reader

Warnings: bit of violence

Word count: 1,886

Length: one-shot 

A/N: I wanna thank the anon for requesting this - it sure was a fun thing to write! Already making good time of the quarantine. Stay safe and enjoy xx

Being as close to Ivar as you were had its ups and downs.

Ivar was always very kind and attentive with you. You’ve been by his side for as long as you could remember - you two always played together when you were kids. Aslaug took care of you when you were at the Great Hall, fulfilling as she could the absence of your long deceased mother - a shield-maiden, fighting side by side with Lagertha, the first wife of Ivar’s father.

Ivar and his temper weren’t strangers for you, but most of times you weren’t in his danger area - you could count on one hand the times he had been rude to you, but you were never the reason of it. Also, he had never lost his temper towards you.

How could he?, you being truly loyal to him. You were different from the other kids - you didn’t avoid him and you didn’t paid him any pity behavior. Ivar was simply a kid who couldn’t walk. What was the big deal?

It was no surprise that, as you two grew, so did your feelings for each other.

And it wasn’t a surprise that none of you had the guts to tell each other.

And everyone could see it, except both of you.

But always being by Ivar’s side had a couple of low points, the very first of them being the target of silly stupid jokes of his brothers. The worst of them was Sigurd in the first place, followed by Hvitserk and then Ubbe. In front of you Ubbe was kind, but when he was with his brothers his behavior would totally change.

You never cared about all of that, but Ivar couldn’t help himself - he always snapped at his brothers, mainly Sigurd.

People of Kattegat would always whisper about you - were you two together? How could you like Ivar, one way or another?

You didn’t care for any of it, as long as you had Ivar there with you. He was different not only from his brothers, but from all the people of Kattegat - he was extremely clever, perseverant and had the most unique humour. What the Gods took from him they gave him other things in exchange. 

It was no wonder that, when Ivar came back from Wessex without Ragnar and decided to avenge him with the Great Army, you tagged along. Not in the war, of course - you weren’t a warrior, neither a shield-maiden. You were just you, Ivar’s best friend, the daughter of the smith. Ivar’s love interest - although you didn’t know that.

The Great Army won, and the Ragnarssons were having a feast - Ivar insisted that you joined him at the table with his brothers, but you declined, claiming that only family should be there.

“You are family, Y/N,” he said.

“I mean only the Ragnarssons, Ivar,” you said in a sweet tone.

“Yeah little brother, only men here. Put her in the table with the other women, where she belongs,” Sigurd said. His comment hurt your feelings, for it was quite unnecessary.

“Come on, there is no need for that,” argued Ubbe. Ivar’s gaze was at Sigurd, his jaw clenching, his hands in fist, trying to contain his anger. You held his fist and whispered at his ear:

“It is your victory, Ivar. Do not let him ruin it. I will be fine, truly,” you gave him a soft little smile.

“You will sit at Harald’s table. That is the closest,” Ivar’s tone showed that it would be no argument over it. You nodded and sat between Harald and Halfdan.

“I guess being Ivar’s puppy does not grant you much advantages as you imagined, right?” Halfdan said.

“I am not his puppy,” you said only.

“Of course not,” it was his response.

You were used to these kind of comments, so it didn’t bother you so much.

“He might be young, but he is very much clever,” you said.

“At what point?” Harald asked figuratively.

“To all the points. He is the favourite of the Gods.”

“Favourite of the Gods?” Mocked Halfdan. “It is no wonder that the Gods have a different type of humour,” you slammed your fist at the table.

“The Gods act in the most different ways, that is for sure. But you do not, ever, should doubt of them. Ivar is the favourite of the Gods.”

“Whatever you say. We are just their toys anyway. We only fit to give them joy.”

Ivar was paying attention to what was happening at your table.

“So,” Bjorn stands up and raises his horn. “Our victory was greatly succeeded. Skål!”

Everyone raised their horns.

“Skål!” You said along.

As Bjorn sat down, Ivar began explaining he would stay, but to make use of the Great Army, and not to settle down as a farmer. Many amount of people cheered at him, including you. With an army as great as this one, who would want to stay and settle, like Ivar said? There it was a chance to attack and raid and leave being conquerors. 

As the warriors were occupied talking with themselves, cheering, it seemed to you that the Ragnarssons were having some kind of disagreement. You’ve been by their side long enough to know when the thing was beginning to get serious. Sigurd felt uncomfortable on his seat. 

“Who among you will follow me?” Ivar began again, ignoring his brothers. “Who will follow me into battle, for the love of Odin, the All-Father?!” Most of men were cheering Ivar, applauding him. You followed them into shouts. 

The discussion among the Ragnarssons took place over the table again, this time between Sigurd and Ivar. This couldn’t be a good sign - of course any discussion between these two was a bad thing, but Ivar was already pissed at Sigurd for not letting you sit with them. This could only end badly.

“We have to stick together,” Sigurd was reasoning.

“Frankly, dear Sigurd, I do not care what you say; the truth is, I would not even piss down your throat even if your lungs were on fire,” Ivar said that loud enough so everyone could hear it. You were already standing up, hands on the table, ready to take a step if needed. Everyone laughed of Ivar’s comment.

“Well, maybe that is because you are not really a man, are you… Boneless?” Sigurd had a petulant tone. You had no idea what Sigurd was talking about, nor what did he meant. Ivar freezed, apparently in shock. You went around the table, ready to go up where they were. Ivar was silent while Harald and Halfdan declared their intentions, whether they’re going with Bjorn into the Mediterranean or having other business elsewhere.

Bjorn provoked Ivar about his intentions with the Great Army.

“After all, what kept the Ragnarssons together was the death of their father.”

Ivar leaned on the table, shoving away his shockness. “Who does not want to treat the army together maybe it is you, who wants to go away to sunny places! Everyone else can follow me,” you knew well enough that slightly hint that took over Ivar’s tone.

Sigurd got up, raising his voice. “I do not want to follow you, Ivar. You are crazy. You have the mind of a child,” Ivar growled. 

“And all you do is play music, Sigurd,” Ivar showed his teeth.

“I am just as much a son of Ragnar as you are.”

“I am not so sure. As far as I remember, Ragnar did not play the oud…”

Bjorn interrupted them, trying to make it stop.

“This has nothing to do with you!” Ivar’s tone was one of those, when he was about to completely lose his mind.

“That is not going to end well,” you said to yourself, preparing to climb.

“I guess it must be hard for you now that your mommy is dead, knowing she is the only one who ever loved you,” Sigurd said and, as he said it, you reached at the table.

It was no secret that Aslaug was a sensible matter to Ivar.

“Ivar,” you called him, but his movements were too fast. And you were too late.

When you were right in the line of his sight, his axe was already leaving his hand, aiming at Sigurd. But who could know that you would’ve stayed right in front of Sigurd, just seconds before the axe would hit him?

At first you felt the biggest pressure on your chest, followed by an excruciating pain. Then it was hard to breath and you felt yourself trembling. You couldn’t stop looking at Ivar.

“Stop,” you said too late. It felt like your entire body was late. You extended your arm in Ivar’s direction.

He was in shock. What had he done? When he saw you extending your arm to him he left the chair, crawling to you as you fell.

“Oh by the Gods, what have you done? What have I done? Why didn’t you stay where you were?” His voice was trembling, his eyes already soaked. His hands were caressing your loose hair and your cheeks.

“Because…” It felt impossible to talk. “Because you could not live…” You sighed. “You could not live with Sigurd’s death at your hands…”

“No, you silly woman,” he sniffed. “I could not live with your death. I cannot live without you, Y/N. I can’t,” his tears dropped at your cheeks.

“I… I did not know you would…”

“Me neither. I… I lost my shit, I am so sorry, Y/N. And once again you had to pay for it,” more tears fell.

“I only wanted…”

“To stop the argument, I know my dear, I know,” he touched your forehead with his. “I love you, Y/N. I have always loved you, and not for a second I stopped. I am so sorry, I am so sorry I could only say it now, and not sooner. What kind of a man am I?”

“You are… Ivar… the Boneless…” You made the greatest of the efforts to raise your hand and touch his lips. “I…”

“What?” He said desperate, looking for the words on your face.

“I lo…”

“Y/N? Oh no, no Y/N, just stay with me, stay with me, Y/N!”

“I love you too… my Ivar,” you shut your eyes; you couldn’t take it anymore.

Ivar couldn’t stop shouting your name, and eventually he screamed to the sky, a roar that could’ve reached Valhalla, so everyone in the whole nine worlds would know about your tragedy.

You felt your strength leaving you, your life vanishing. It was calm.

Everyone was looking astonished at Ivar and you. If it wasn’t for you, Ivar would’ve killed Sigurd. He fell on the chair, not believing for a moment how his fate changed in a matter of short seconds.

“No…” It was all what Hvitserk could manage.

Ivar again roared at the sky, and this time thunders answered him, as if Thor was hitting his Mjolnir, letting everyone know about what just happened. The sky became darker and darker until the rain came, washing your blood from the wood while Ivar stayed by your side, holding your hands.

“There it is,” said Halfdan lowly.

“What?” Asked Harald.

“Ivar the Boneless. The favourite of the Gods.”

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May Snippets Masterlist (2020)

2020 Snippets Master Masterlist

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VIKINGS

Bjorn asks you to be his queen after you two have known each other since you were children

Catching Hvitserk having a midnight snack while you’re both trying a new diet

NSFW Ubbe fucking you into the mattress

Hvitserk doing ridiculous things to try and get you to fall for him (but you already have feelings for him)

Sigurd saying that Ivar can’t pleasure a woman and Ivar snaps, revealing that you’ve been cheating on your husband, Sigurd

You turning down every marriage proposal because you want to look after your father; Ragnar

Ivar realizing why you make him wear a necklace of a vial with your blood when he gets injured in battle

Killing an assassin while Ivar’s asleep and cutting out his tongue so he doesn’t wake Ivar

The brothers and Ragnar being protective over you when your beauty becomes known throughout the land

Asking Aslaug if it’s alright that you call her ‘mother’

Hvitserk encouraging Ivar to tell you about his crush on you

Ivar returning from a raid with jewels that he’s kept aside for the intention of spoiling you

NSFW Ivar being insecure about being naked in front of you for the first time

Your army coming to Ivar’s aid in a war he’s losing with a message telling him that he’s not dying until you allow it (twin!sister)

Hvitserk, Ubbe, and Sigurd knowing they have to be on their best behavior when around Ivar if they want good food from you

Deciding that it’s better to end things with Ivar when you get the offer of a better life somewhere else

Ivar suspecting you have a lover because he feels like you’re drifting away from him

Hvitserk rambling about being safe as he mends your injured hand

Ivar going above and beyond when you’re sick because he’s convinced you’re going to did (part ??)

Practically having Hvitserk’s order ready every morning because he orders the same thing everyday

Ivar refusing any suitors because he feels they’re ‘not worthy’ of you (part ??)

Ivar coming into his room after a long day and finding you sleeping on his bed because you missed him (part ??)

Telling Bjorn you only love him as your older brother when he confesses that he loves you (part ??)

Bjorn doing mundane things for you as a way to show you he loves you

NSFW Bjorn eating you out like a starved man

NSFW Going down on Bjorn under his desk while he does some work

NSFW Trying to keep it together as Ivar goes down on you while you’re on the phone with a friend

Hvitserk returning home from spending the day with his toddler, exhausted, but in awe at the fact that you can look after 2 kids and be pregnant

Ivar thinking that you’re in love with Hvitserk when he sees you laughing with him. But it’s actually something else

NSFW Hvitserk ‘punishing’ you for stealing his clothes (part 2)

Having a serious conversation about the law with Ragnar ant the brothers (gen z!reader)

The brothers' reaction to you dying your hair pink (gen z!reader)

NSFW Everyone thinks you’re super innocent, but Bjorn knows that you’re the complete opposite

NSFW Dom!Lagertha rearranging your guts with a strap on

People not second guess it when you slip a hand under Ivar’s shirt to feel his muscles

Lagertha feeling slightly brokenhearted to see you (her daughter) being close with Aslaug when she visits with Bjorn

Ivar realizing that he’s falling in love with you, but decides that it’s for the best to arrange a marriage for you (part ??)

How Estadir is around you on a daily basis (Hefna)

How you and Estadir met (Hefna)

NSFW Alpha Bjorn waking up in rut to you in heat and grinding on his leg in your sleep

Aslaug and Ivar joking that you’re his girlfriend and you blush and try to hide in his chest (much younger!reader)

Introducing the Ragnarssons to your boyfriend, Thor (avengers/vikings)

Each of the brothers spoiling and showing off to you to try and get you to like them more (little sister!reader)

NSFW Being a brat and teasing Bjorn before he puts you in your place

Ivar refusing to get up until you kiss him

Aslaug overhearing you telling Ivar why you can’t go through with the arranged marriage (part 2)

Ragnar finding out that the sons fake getting along so that you’ll talk to them

Losing your baby when a slave purposefully give you the wrong tea because she’s in love with Ivar

Ivar throwing a tantrum because you won’t marry him (part 2)

Telling Margarethe to keep her advances on your husband - Hvitserk - to herself

Lagertha overhearing you comforting Aslaug and saying how you’ll always be her daughter (part 2)

Having enough of your sister trying to seduce Ivar and having no choice but to banish her (part 5)

One of the brothers catching you making out with someone in a supply closet (part 2)

Killing the slave Ivar infatuated with because you don’t share your husband

Defeating Ragnar and deciding if you should kill him or spare him (part 3)

Ivar being happy that you’ve given him peace and a home he can call his own where he’s loved and respected

Aslaug being happy to see Ivar marry the girl she’s been in love with since he was a young boy

Your oldest son walking in on you and Hvitserk doing it

Coming back to Kattegat and telling your brothers you’re pregnant (perfect little sister!reader) (part??)

Ivar no longer being upset letting you breastfeed your child after seeing how happy you are and how strong the bond is with you and the baby (Only Mine) (part 2)

Giving birth to your first child and he barely fits in Estadir’s hands (Hefna)

Stepping in as a mother figure to the sons after marrying Bjorn

Being the big spoon when you find Sigurd asleep

Ivar finally telling you what the doctor said after days of silence (blind!ivar) (prequel)

Staying in bed with Ivar and trying to distract him from pain during a bad leg day

Meeting Ivar’s brothers upon arriving in Kattegat (Hefna)

Joking with Estadir that you may have to start your own tribe because of how many children you have (Hefna)

Ivar buying a bigger bed so that he can finally sleep with all his children and not get kicked off (part 2)

Telling Ubbe that you’re not hitting on him, but actually on his wife, Torvi

Alpha!Hvitserk finding you nesting

Spending time with Ivar and Hvitserk after a long day (shared girlfriend!reader)

Introducing your suitor to your brothers for the first time and trying to stop them from scaring him off

Hvitserk calling his brothers for help when you’re sick because he doesn’t know how to take care of a sick person

Ivar refusing the crown because he wants to keep you and his family away from danger

Ivar daughter asking if you’re her new mommy after dating Ivar for a while

Ivar and his brother teaching his daughter how to fight after she was attacked

NSFW A threesome with Hvitserk and Ivar

Ubbe mentioning how you haven’t aged a day because you’re immortal

Coming to Kattegat with your dragons to form an alliance and Hvitserk catches your eye

Begging Ivar to let you keep a kitten you found

Having a small rivalry with Ivar because he doesn't like how you steal attention away from him

Being best friends with Ivar and meeting his brothers, but you had a one night stand with Hvitserk

Thinking that Ivar’s only asking you to marry him because you’re pregnant, you say no

The brothers trying to impress you after Aslaug hires Geralt for a job (Witcher/Vikings)

Meeting the Ragnarssons and your child takes a surprising liking to Ivar

NSFW Finally having sex with Ivar after being secretly in love and he finds out that you’re just as crazy as he is

Ivar coming back after letting you go and finding that you found someone else

Having your first daughter with Bjorn and she turns out to be a daddy’s girl (part 2)

NSFW Teacher/Student role playing with Ragnar

Ivar coming home and knows by the smell that you’ve been baking

Mafia!Ivar struggling to kill you after finding out that you’re a spy

Celebrating your birthday with Ragnar and the brothers

Relieved to see Ivar coming back to you alive after a long raid

Knowing that his brothers are going to meet up with friends, Ivar tags  long and falls for you right away

Ivar getting an awkward boner while watching a movie with you (his roommate) and having to talk about his feelings for you

You son coming back to Kattegat to take vengeance on Ivar for what he did to you and telling Ivar that he’s his son

The brothers following Hvitserk and being caught by you, his secret girlfriend

MARVEL

Introducing the Ragnarssons to your boyfriend, Thor (avengers/vikings)

Loki taking care of you when you’re very sick

You owl whining all the time to Bucky on a mission after switching animals (The Owl and the Wolf)

NSFW Bucky eating you out and making you squirt

THE WITCHER 

Geralt and Jaskier fighting for your affection, but you have eyes for Yennefer

Feeling insecure when one of Jaskier’s lovers starts flirting with him

Telling Geralt how it is that you know him when he’s never met you before (part 2)

Jaskier explaining to Geralt how he needs to do something romantic for your birthday

The brothers trying to impress you after Aslaug hires Geralt for a job (Witcher/Vikings)

Jaskier regretting introducing you to Geralt when you tell embarrassing childhood stories

Jaskier writes a ballad for you for your wedding

Both you and Geralt being surprised that Jaskier could fight off an Alpha much larger than him

Basically disappearing when you cuddle with Geralt because you can hide in his cloak

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ificanwriteiscannon masterlist

YAAAY, I finally made it!! Ok, so I’m pretty sure its probably missing a lot of stuff and it’s not the best masterlist ever, BUT at least its one right?! Hope you guys enjoy it!

Social media AUs:

Ben Hardy -

From haters to lovers (part.2)

Harry Styles -

 Accidentally in Vegas (part.2) 

Soulmate au 

Y/N and Harry’s relationship on instagram

MCU -

Meeting and dating Bucky Barnes (part.2)

Y/N and Avengers texts

Proud godparent Steve shares a picture of his best friends’ family moment.

Bohemian Rhapsody cast -

Joe and Ben in Y/N’s IG (Gwil’s girlfriend)

Boyfriend!Ben jealous of girls night

Pregnancy/ Babies  AU

Reader is Joe Mazzello’s sister and secretly dating Ben Hardy.

Reader and Gwilym’s relationship

Harry Potter Universe -

Sirius Black x reader modern AU

Draco x reader modern AU

Draco and Y\N Malfoy social media 

Dorcas, Hestia, Lily, Mary and Marlene’s vacation

 Musitians - 

Roger Taylor x Reader + John Deacon x Reader AU

Duff  Mackagan x Reader AU

Supernatural - 

Baby Girl Winchester in her parents’ snapchats au

 DC- 

Being best friends with Caitlin and Barry, but having a crush on him

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Aesthetics \\ Moodboards:

Klaus Mikaelson in love with a marmaid au

Harry Styles’ retro love aesthetic

Natasha’s little hacker sister in a relationship with Bucky au

Spencer Reid’s girlfriend au

Persephone and Hades aesthetic

Sam Winchester’s girl aesthetic

Being Draco Malfoy’s wife

BIKER!IVAR Aesthetic

 Lagertha’s daughter and secretly dating Ivar 

IL VOLO MONARCHY AU

Loki loving a Midgardian girl with powers AU 

Harry Styles in a HP AU

Kol x Reader x Klaus AU

Guns n roses members as greek gods AU moodboard.

Friends with benefits with Damon Salvatore

One direction as demigods 

Kpop idols 

Ateez in Hogwarts houses 

Christmas kpop aesthetics

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Imagines: 

Supernatural- 

Mommy Winchester (Sam x Reader) \\ ( family album ) \\ Flashback

Musitians-

The roommate ( Brian May x Reader) 

Tiny dancer (Axl Rose imagine)

Just give me a reason (Douglas!Nikki Sixx Imagine)

You’re the one (Jake Kiszka imagine)

Broken Strings  (Harry Styles Imagine)

True Love (Harry Styles  Snow White AU)

Frank Carlton Serafino Feranna Jr. (Nikki Sixx imagine)

The memory of you (Ringo imagine)

Actors -

Dynasty –Ferdia Walsh-Peelo Imagine

Ben Hardy Imagine – James Oliver Jones

Harry Potter Universe-

Draco Malfoy imagine 

Regulus Black imagine

Criminal Minds-

Come back to me- Spencer Reid imagine

Vikings-

Ubbe Lothbrok imagine - Treat you better

Stranger Things- 

Steve Harrington imagine

Steve Harrington Imagine ( not related to the first one, but apparently I keep forgetting to name imagines.. insert facepalm here)

MCU-

Loki’s Sigyn

Peaky Blinders- 

Love Story (A Luca Changretta imagine)

Kpop- 

Vampire au

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[walkxthexmoon]

Lagertha or Aslaug 👑

A few years ago I would have answered Lagherta without a doubt but after the way how she killed Aslaug, I’m on her side now (beside she is the mommy of my murder baby so I have no choice here)

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Rule The World with Me-

Ivar the Boneless × Reader

Chapter Thirty-Seven is here...

Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Last Battle

Word Count 1.7k

Warnings: death, gore, angst, mentions of blood.

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It is the morning of the day you have to travel to Kattegat for battle. You cannot take your son for obvious reasons, so you leave him with your closest friend to watch over him. You and Ivar hold him one last time before your departure.

"He has gotten so big, hasn't he?"

Ivar "He sure has. I can't wait for him to get older so I can teach him so many wonderful things."

"I can't wait either, my love. But we have to take it all in because he will grow up right before our eyes and very quickly."

Ivar "I know, my sweet." You hand him to Ivar and you and him just take in every last moment of peace before all hell breaks loose.

Ivar "I just love you both so much."

"And we love you just as much, Ivar. You are our world."

Ivar "And you are mine, kitten-"

Hvitserk "The people want to see you before we go." Your best friend enters the room.

Ivar hesitantly hands Baldur over to her, "Take care of my son."

"I will, I promise." You walk over and hug her and give him one last kiss goodbye. 

"I will see you soon, sweet Baldur. Please take care of him." 

"Of course, he is safe here. You both need to come home…"

Ivar "And so we shall, come on my sweet." 

…

Warrior "Are we ready, my queen?"

"Yes but we need to go over everything one more time."

Ivar "I want to say a few last words. Your queen is fighting today. I am leading you all but I need you all to keep your queen safe. Whatever it takes, I need my wife to live through this battle, are we clear?"

Everyone "Yes!" 

Ivar "My son needs his mother. So please, I will ask you all one last time. Protect your queen."

Hvitserk looks down at you where you stood right beside him and puts his arm around your shoulder. "He loves you a little too much, little sis."

"I think that you might be right, but it is okay. At least he cares about me enough to order my people to protect me."

Hvitserk "He will always make sure that you are safe."

"I know, I just wish he didn't have to worry so much...everyday."

Hvitserk "He won't have to after today passes. The gods are with us, I can feel it." You nod in agreement.

Ubbe comes in from outside with Torvi, "The horses and wolves are ready, brother. It is time to go."

….

Torvi watches all of you start to leave.

Ubbe "I'll see you soon, my love." She smiles and nods. She almost regrets not fighting alongside her husband today but at the end of the day, she is on no one's side.

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When you get to Kattegat, her army is at every entrance. Her army is big but not quite as large as yours. 

Ivar looked at you one last time before you went with Ubbe and Hvitserk to your positions. He raises his hand and you wrap your pinkies around each other and he kisses you softly.

"I'll see you soon."

He nods and watches you leave. You get to the treeline and wait for the battle to commence.

Hvitserk "What is taking so long?"

Ubbe "I don't know."

…

Lagertha emerges from her army and walks straight up to Ivar.

Lagertha "I will propose a truce. You are a father, Ivar. I can't get that image of that out of my head, I still have a heart believe it or not. So, if you apologize for killing my only son then, we can all go home." Ivar snickers. He can't believe his own ears.

Ivar "You really think that I trust you? Huh?! You killed my own mother when she had her back turned. You killed my mother when she retreated and gave you what you wanted! And you threatened my wife, yet you come to me today when you see how large my army is and ask for me to apologize to you..not going to happen." 

Lagertha "Very well, Ivar. If you want a war, then you will get a war." A few moments after, you hear the war drums and the battle commences. 

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When the warriors got too close to you for Hvitserk's liking, he would yank you by your arm and took care of him or her. Ivar gave commands to our warriors and shield maiden's. Ubbe was killing warriors with such ease, that it took you by surprise a little. At one point, you spot Ivar and you get distracted. A warrior comes at you full force and knocks you to the ground. You scream when you hit the ground and Ivar heard you. He looks out to where he heard you with tears in his eyes.

The warrior disarms you but you take out your dagger and slits the warriors throat. Hvitserk comes to your aid and gets the weightless warrior off of your chest.

Hvitserk "You okay?!"

"Yeah." Ubbe looks at you and nods. 

…

You, Hvitserk and Ubbe take care of the warriors that attacked the woods where you were located, and make your way to where Ivar is commanding. As soon as you get over the hill, Ivar spots you and smiles. 

Ivar mouths, "I love you."

"I love you."

You can see his game face emerge and he spots Lagertha struggling with our army. She is old and gray, weak and struggling to stay on her feet. 

Hvitserk "She is getting weaker."

Ubbe "It is only a matter of time, come on brother. Let's go finish them off." 

Hvitserk "Y/n, you get up on Ivar's carriage and wait with him until the battle is done."

"Okay, be safe."

Hvitserk "Always." You get up on your husband's carriage and grab his hand. He looks over at you and then gets back to watching everyone die right in front of his eyes. The fields and the gravel of Kattegat is covered in blood and dead bodies of both armies. 

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What feels like forever goes by and Lagertha retreats her last few soldiers. Ivar chuckles and growls in victory. Lagertha stands alone in front of you and your family. She has her shield in hand and she drops her sword and kneels in front of Ivar. 

Ivar "What do you want hmm?"

Lagertha "I-I am tired. I am tired of fighting."

Ivar chuckles, "You asked for this! You came into our kingdom, declaring a war and that is what we gave you."

Lagertha "Please-"

Ivar "Take her, we are bringing her back to Novgorod."

"Ivar, what are you doing?"

Ivar "Trust me my love. She will get what she deserves."

…

Once you five get back to Novgorod along with many of your survivors, Ivar gets down and gives you his hand. 

Ivar "My people, what shall we do with this murderous bitch, Lagertha!" Torvi comes out of the palace and runs to Ubbe in relief that he is home with her. 

"Burn her alive!"

"Sacrifice her to the gods!"

And then an idea came into your head, "Ivar, what about Messiah?" He looks over at you and smirks.

Ivar "Shh shh, my good people. Your queen has proposed a possible way of ending her life. What do you say that Messiah takes care of her..?"

"YES!"

"YES!"

Hvitserk smirks at Ivar and runs to get Messiah out of the house. As soon as Messiah is loose, he runs to you and Ivar. You kneel down to pet your beloved wolf as he whimpers from happiness to see his owners. Ivar clicks his tongue and Messiah walks alongside his owner, straight up to Lagertha.

Lagertha "Please, Ivar. I am sorry for what I did to your mother-"

Ivar "SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" She flinches and the guards tighten their grip that they have on her. "How dare you! You do not mean a word that you say! Everything that comes out of your mouth is just what you think that we want to hear. You," he gets in her face, "killed my mother. You threatened my wife and you belittled my only son. How dare you expect me to give you mercy? You didn't show my mother mercy did you, hmm? Hmm?! ANSWER ME!" 

Lagertha "No. No I didn't. I regret it deeply." Ubbe is now chuckling while Hvitserk is scowling. He just wants to see her die for everything that she has done to him and his brother's, and now his sister-in-law and godson. 

Ivar steps away from Lagertha and takes one look at Messiah and he latches his jaws around Lagertha's throat. She gurgles and suffers until Messiah completely rips her throat out. The crowd cheers but Torvi does not. She looks away and starts to leave the scene. 

Ivar takes it all in and enjoys every second of her death. It is more than justified and more than revenge. All that is left of Lagertha the great shield maiden, is a head and body: her throat is in Messiah's gut and all that is left is her spine. Hvitserk is laughing evily and clapping in victory.

You walk over to Ivar and grab his shoulder, "It's over, my love."

Ivar "It is time to clean up this mess and burn the body. After that is done, we all will feast and I...want to show you how proud I am of you, kitten."

You smirk and kiss your husband's lips. You don't stay for the burning, you run to your palace, get cleaned up and see your son. 

"Can I see him?"

"Y/n!! You are home!!" Your best friend runs to you and gives you a huge hug.

"I told you that I would! Now, where's Baldur."

"In here, he just got fed so he is very sleepy mind you."

Once you open the door, you see your perfect little baby boy in his bassinet. You wrap your arms around his tiny figure and bring him up to your chest.

"Oh my sweet little Baldur. Mommy and Daddy did a good thing today, you will be so proud of us one day. As we will be about you, my little viking."

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Ubbe-What you deserve (1)

I don’t know why I can’t stop writting about Ubbe, I just love him so much. There will be a part two, I hope you like it!

Plot: Ubbe knows that you’re pregnant with his son or daughter and that he needs to leave Kattegat if he wants to protect you. What he doesn’t know is if you’re going to make it.

You had this little habit that Ubbe hated. It was nothing important, really. Some people moved their legs up and down, or bit their nails until their hands hurt. When you were nervous, you moved like the floor above you was lava. You liked to take walks around Kattegat, and in the beginning of your relationship Ubbe had loved that, since it was an opportunity to talk to you and spend time together. However, you were then four months pregnant with Ubbe’s child, and you were also on the run from his little brother, who wanted them dead for helping Lagertha against him. So, it was kind of reasonable that Ubbe wanted you to be as close to him as you could.

That morning your little kid decided to be more active than ever, and he or she started kicking before the sun raised. Ubbe was sleeping peacefully at your side, on his stomach and with one arm around your belly. Since his father’s death and his brothers’ betrayal, your prince had been having problems sleeping; and you couldn’t bring yourself to wake him up. When he was in bed with you, the world seemed better if it was just for a few hours. Raising slowly from the bed, you left Ubbe there while you walked outside the little cabin, finding Lagertha looking at nothing.

-          Lagertha. -you called her softly. -What are you doing up so early?

-          I wanted to enjoy our last day in Kattegat. -she replied. -I don’t know if I’m ready to leave.

You have known Lagertha since you were a child, as your mother was a good friend of hers. She owned a little flower shop in Kattegat, and even if she stayed when Lagertha left, she was one of her long-life friends. Your mother died a few years ago of a fever, and the brave shield woman felt the need to treat you as her own daughter.

-          We will come back. -you said, putting your hand in her shoulder. -This is our home, we are going to take it back.

-          What are you doing here anyway? -Lagertha put her hand in your belly. -Are you giving troubles to your mommy little one?

-          Totally. -you smiled. -It’s like he or she doesn’t want to leave either. Won’t stop kicking.

-          As strong as its father I see. -a deep voice said behind you.

Ubbe appeared at your right, with sleepy eyes and messy hair. It was obvious that he was still tired, but the big bags under his eyes were not going anywhere soon. You wrapped your arms around his middle, and breathed his scent deeply. Lagertha and your lover’s voices were on the background as you felt yourself falling asleep again, with his arm around you stroking your stomach softly. When you opened your eyes again, Lagertha was gone and Ubbe was looking down at you with a small smile.

-          Do you wish to come back to bed, my love?

-          The baby will start kicking again, is like he or she knows when I want to rest. -you scoffed. -I want to take a walk.

-          Y/N is too d-

-          Too dangerous, Ivar could be watching us, what if he finds me? Or a berserker finds me? I could trip and hurt the baby. -you rolled your eyes, knowing all the things he was going to say to you.

-          And you could get lost. -Ubbe added, kissing your forehead. -I just want you to be safe.

-          I feel trapped here, my love. -you pouted. -I want to move, I can’t wait here.

At your words, his heart clenched a little bit more. He knew that he was being unfair with you; but better unfair that sorry. He also knew that you deserved more, a cozy home with a good bed, a nice bath and a big fire. You deserved to live a life without fear, and he couldn’t give you that lately. If you were to leave him, he understood; he had put you and your unborn child in danger too many times, and he wasn’t treating you like the queen you were. It was a matter of time before you learned that.

-          Hey. -you put your hand on his cheek, seeing his troubled expression. -None of this is your fault Ubbe, you’re doing your best. We all know.

-          You should be in the great hall, in an expensive dress and resting in bed, not traveling four months pregnant. -he sighed. -I’m sorry, Y/N.

-          I’m not. I choose to be with you, and I would choose you again and again, because I love you so much. -you smiled.

Getting on your tip toes, you kissed his lips softly. With your baby bump in the way it was difficult to get close, but he managed to deepen the kiss by putting his hand behind your neck. Ubbe was taller and broader, and if it wasn’t by your travel companions, you would have taken him right there and then; because feeling him tower over you always made you weak in your knees. His tongue caressed your lower lip until you opened your mouth and gave him free room to do as he pleased. After a few minutes making out, you had to part for air, and his swollen lips made you smile.

-          I can’t wait to have a little room for ourselves. -he said sadly. -I’m sorry I-

-          Ubbe! -you slapped his arm. -You’re keeping all of us alive, and you make me happy everyday just by looking at me. Stop saying sorry for things that aren’t your fault.

-          Okay. -he laughed. -I love you, Y/N. And you too, little one.

He got on his knees and started talking to your belly, making you laugh at his high-pitched voice and about the things he said. It was peaceful for a while, your hands at his hair and his at your baby bump. However, your little moment was broken by Bjorn’s hard eyes; the boat to England was ready.

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Everyone knew that the journey to England was going to be hard, and that a pregnant woman should not do it. You had to eat more than the rest, sleep more and you had morning sickness most of the days. It didn’t help either that you were each day bigger and bigger, to the point that it seemed unnatural. Ubbe tried to make everything he could to help you, but that wasn’t enough; and on the fourth day of journey, you were sick.

It started as nothing important, just a regular throw up and a little cough here and there; by afternoon, however, you were hit with high fever and deep shivers. Weather wasn’t helping to you to overcome the illness, as it was always raining and cold. Two or three capes were always covering your body and, at nights, Ubbe’s body was wrapped tightly around you. He was worried, and his brother could see that, even if he was focusing on something else, every time to time he sneaked a glance towards you.

-          You have to stop worrying. -Lagertha said one day. -If she sees you scared, she will get more nervous.

-          She’s not getting any better. -he sighed, looking at your laying form between furs.

-          We will arrive soon. -she put a calming hand in his shoulder. -Everything will be alright there.

-          I guess so.

He walked towards you, ignoring Lagertha’s words when he saw that your eyes flickered open. You had been sleeping all day, and Ubbe wanted to check on you before you reached England.

-          Love. -he smiled, sitting in front of you and putting a hand on your huge belly. -How are you feeling?

-          Cold. -you whispered. -I hate you so much right now, Ubbe.

-          Baby keeps kicking? -he said, leaning towards your belly. -Hey kid, you better stop giving troubles to mommy. You’re supposed to take care of her, not to hurt her.

-          It gets calmer with your voice. -you smiled. -Sure going to be a daddy’s boy or girl.

-          I lowkey hope that it’s a little girl. -he whispered. -I would love you anyway, buddy. But if you are a girl, you would be the most spoiled princess in the world.

-          If she’s a girl, she will need a husband.

-          What for? She will have me all her life. -Ubbe laughed. -Don’t listen to mommy buddy, no boys if you want them alive.

-          I’m scared, Ubbe. -you said suddenly, and he looked at you. -What if something it’s not right with me? How I’m going to give birth?

-          Everything will be alright, Y/N. I promise.

Being careful with your stomach, he placed himself beside you and cradled your body. Ubbe didn’t say anything to you, but you were even hotter than before and he was scared that, if you closed your eyes, you would never open them again. After holding you for a while, he heard Bjorn shouting something to him, and it wasn’t necessary to stand up to see the huge beach of Wessex welcoming them.

The boat made some rough movements before landing on the sand, and one by one the Vikings left it. Bjorn, Torvi and Lagertha, along with others men, took all the things, while Ubbe helped you heavy body out oft the boat. He didn’t help you really, he was carrying you; because between your huge stomach and your high fever, you felt that moving a muscle would make you faint. It felt good to feel the sand between your feet, and before you could stop yourself, you took your boots out and felt the sea hitting your toes.

-          What are you doing? -Bjorn said behind you. -Stay close to us, Y/N. We don’t know if we are welcomed here yet and-

-          The baby likes the sea. -you smiled, looking at him. -It doesn’t kick that much now.

-          Maybe you’re having a little mermaid. -Bjorn smiled.

-          We don’t know if it’s a girl, Ubbe just wants it to be. -you laughed. -Maybe it’s a little boy, as beautiful as his father.

-          Another Ragnarson? I don’t think anyone is prepared for that.

You kept talking to Bjorn until the sound of horses made you turn your head. In a matter of second, Ubbe was helping you to put your boots back and held a protective arm around your waist. The strangers spoke in a foreign language to Bjorn, and after thinking about something, they made you step up and tied your wrists together. Two of them had to hold down your prince when a soldier tried to tie your hands, but after a little arguing between the group, they decided it was not right to tie up a pregnant woman. However, none of them helped you up in the cage where you were being transported or treated you with care. One of them even got a broken nose because he pushed you inside the cage and you nearly fell on your stomach; while Lagertha helped you to sit up, Ubbe had to be taken away from the bleeding soldier. It was obvious that he was the father of the child and your man, so they didn’t punish him for that; they took his bindings away so he could hug you properly.  

The ride was bumpy and lasted a few hours, and not even Ubbe’s strong arms wrapped around you and his reassuring words against your hair helped to you to feel better. Nauseas were back and the baby was kicking again like if he or she was in a battlefield. To make it even worse, you were sure that your high fever was back. It was a hell of a ride, and you blacked out before arriving to the castle.

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Another rock got caught in the way of the cage, and the Vikings inside it let out a painful moan, as the hard bars pressed against theirs back. Ubbe stopped hearing to your quiet whines a while ago, and when he looked at you, he nearly broke the cage himself. Your eyes were closed, and even if you were breathing, it came out as sharp and uneven breaths. He tightened his arms around your body, hiding his head in your neck so he could hide his teary eyes from his brother. It was not that he ashamed of crying; he was ashamed because he felt that he had failed you, his father and so many people that he had lost count. His hand found your belly again, and he started caressing it. Soon, the path was free of stones and Ubbe looked up to see a big castle with wide doors. As people passed by, they stared at them with hate and disgust; he only gripped you tighter.

-          Who are this? -a young man said, sitting in a high chair with expensive capes and a crown.

-          The pagans, king Alfred. We’ve found them in the beach, they say they want to talk to you, your highness. -one of the soldiers spoke.

-          I’m Bjorn Ironside. -his loud voice interrupted the guard. -Son of Ragnar Lothbrok, and I’m looking for king Aethelwulf.

There was an awkward silence until Judith placed her hand on Alfred’s shoulder and he nodded, letting his men know that they could let Bjorn out.

-          My father is dead. -Alfred said. -I’m the king now, so I hope I can help you as well as he could have.

-          We’re looking for a place to stay. -Bjorn started explaining to him the whole situation with Ivar, and waited for his answer.

-          Why should we help you, pagan? -Aethelred, the other brother, asked. -Your people have killed my grandfather and have destroyed my home. We should kill all of you.

-          If you have us, king Alfred. -Ubbe talked from inside the cage, and just then the king noticed your body. -We can fight against your enemies. And when we take back Kattegat, you’ll have an ally.

-          You can stay. -with Alfred’s words, whispers of discomfort started. -But you’ll be treated as prisoners until you prove yourself worthy of my trust.

Aethelred started shouting at his brother, asking for the Vikings’ death as other people screamed at their king. Only Judith stood calm and smiling, and when she got up and walked towards the cage everyone shut up. Her steps were slow but firm, and soon she arrived to the left corner of the cage, where Ubbe was ready to rip her throat if she looked at you one more time.

-          Who is she? -when she didn’t get an answer, she talked again. -I just want to help. Who are you?

-          Ubbe Ragnarson. -he said with pride in his chest. -And this is my pregnant wife.

-          What happens to her? -Judith asked.

-          She’s sick, my queen. -Lagertha said. – It has been a long travel and she is with child. Y/N needs help, please.

-          Take her to my room.

A soldier opened the cage and let all the Vikings out, but Judith didn’t ask for someone to take you away from Ubbe. She just nodded and let the prince carry you to her room himself.

[ivarthebadbitch]

alright, for a prompt: i have no real scenario, but i wnat to request something for ubbe and aslaug's relationship. and maybe ubbe's mommy issues.

When Ubbe and Torvi have their first real fight, he calls her stubborn and pigheaded, and she calls him the son of a witch. She apologizes later, saying only that she spoke out of anger and they both said things they didn’t mean. She does not say I am sorry I called your mother a witch and he doesn’t bring it up, because what would be the point? It doesn’t matter anymore. Better to let it go. (Coward, he imagines Ivar snarling at him. Traitor.)

The thing is that Ubbe knows his mother was not a witch, and when Hvitserk and Sigurd said that Aslaug never loved them, he knew it was not true. He knows that was what they needed to tell themselves to feel less guilty that they hadn’t been there when she needed them; that they had all left and she had died alone and surrounded by enemies. He lay on the floor after learning of their mother’s death and he listened to Sigurd try to stifle his sobs in the corner. Afterwards, Sigurd told him he didn’t care about revenge because Aslaug had only ever cared for Ivar. He hasn’t forgotten any of that.

But if he hasn’t forgotten, he finds there is no real use in remembering either. It is not, after all, useful to think of these things when he sits at the table across from Lagertha, drawing up plans to take Kattegat from Ivar while carefully avoiding any talk of why they all started fighting each other in the first place. He never asks Bjorn if he thought it was right that his mother had killed his stepmother, who he had known since he was a boy. When he settles into bed beside Torvi at night and puts his arms around her, it does no good for him to think of her standing behind Lagertha as she drew her bow and took aim at his mother’s back. There is no point in asking Torvi if she knew what Lagertha would do before she did it, or if she was the one who put the bow in Lagertha’s hands. They made their choices and he made his. He’ll live with it.

And truth be told, it becomes easier and easier to live with it as time goes by, and by the time he leaves with Torvi and Lagertha and the children to prepare the farm settlement he barely thinks of it at all. At night he drinks ale and shares stories with his mother’s murderer, and during the day they build fences together. Once, Lagertha asks him to pass her some nails and he says “Yes, Mother” without thinking. He sees her pause for a fraction of a section before taking the nails from him. She doesn’t meet his eyes. They never speak of it again.

[we-are-only-halfway-home93]

Come and Lay the Roses 6- My Tongue Is A Weapon- [Ivar x OC]

Summary: Ragnar makes Ivar and Aaline sit down to dinner with the family. It doesn’t go well.

Characters: Ivar x OC, Bjorn x Torvi, Ubbe x Margrethe, Hvitserk x Thora, Sigurd x OC, Ragnar, Lagertha

Warnings: Arranged marriage, language, violence, sex, torture

Word Count: 4422

Ch. 5

“We must be willing to let go of the life we planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us.”

~Joseph Campbell

Aaline sat on the edge of her vanity, staring at herself in the mirror but not really seeing. She had done her full makeup and put on one of her nicer dresses. She had her pearl earrings in and her hair was done up in elegant curls. She had never looked better and yet she felt so empty.

Ragnar had called the family to dinner. He said they needed to sit down as a family to discuss the upcoming nuptials and that everyone needed to get to know Aaline. On the outside, she looked calm and composed but on the inside, she felt as if she was rattling the bars on a cage she’d been locked in.   

She blinked when she heard a knock on her door. “Come in.” Torvi poked her head in and smiled at her. She stepped inside and whistled low. “Don’t you look beautiful.” Aaline gave her a good-natured smile and stood up. She stepped inside her closet and pulled out classic black pumps. Torvi followed and leaned against the door jamb. Aaline sat on the round chaise in the middle of her closet and slipped her heels into her shoes.

“Is there anything I should be wary of?” She asked. Torvi gave her a tense smile and rubbed her hands together. “Well, Ivar will be pricklier than a porcupine.” Aaline snorted and stood up, passing Torvi on her way. “He’ll likely try to say things to irritate you, offend you.”

Aaline sat back at her vanity and made sure her makeup was pristine. Really she was just trying to put off this dinner. She knew nothing good could really come from tonight. She may as well just suck it up and get it over with.

“I anticipated that. Is there anything that could surprise me?” Torvi shifted and knotted her fingers together. “Sigurd and Ivar don’t get along. Sigurd will probably say something to offend Ivar and Ivar will get pissed and say something back and there might be some screaming and one or both of them will definitely storm away from the table.” Torvi shrugged and met Aaline’s eyes in the mirror.

Aaline heaved a sigh and pushed back from her vanity. She stood and nodded once at Torvi. “Might as well get it over with.” Torvi nodded once and led Aaline from the room.

When they reached the dining room, Aaline could see everyone else was there already. Ragnar was in the corner speaking to Lagertha in hushed tones. Sigurd and Sibylle were already sitting at the table, facing each other and smiling. Ubbe was sitting and had his head buried in his phone while Margrethe swirled her finger around the rim of her wine glass. Björn and Hvitserk were leaning close together in their seats having, what looked like, a serious conversation. Thora was sitting on Hvitserk’s other side while Torvi took a seat next to Björn. Ivar was sitting next to his father and Ubbe while there was an empty seat on Ragnar’s other side and next to Torvi. Lagertha and Ragnar each had one end of the table.

Aaline glanced over at Ivar before taking a seat across from him. He was staring at her but he didn’t look angry. He just seemed to be looking at her. Aaline took that time to let her eyes roam over him.

He was wearing a simple gray v-neck sweater with the sleeves pulled up to his elbows. He was curling and uncurling his fingers into fists against the table and Aaline could see the muscles in his forearms jump when he did. From the stories she’d heard, she knew that the strength in his arms was unmatched. Years of getting around using his arms had given him an advantage other men couldn’t hope of gaining even through years of strength training.

She looked up and stood in a flurry of motion when Ragnar came around and raised his glass. The others stood as well and everyone came to the table. Ragnar smiled at each person individually before he began to speak. “Thank you all for coming to dinner tonight. With recent events, I think it’s important that we come together as a unit and work towards strengthening old bonds and creating new ones.” He raised his glass in a toast and everyone followed suit. “Skol.” Aaline nodded and took a long drink from her glass.

Everyone sat back down and soon enough the food was brought out by a line of cooks and staff members. One of them came around behind Aaline and placed a classic white bowl in front of her. “Good evening ladies and gentlemen, tonight we begin with a lovely spinach salad with brussel sprouts and a creamy lemon sauce. For our entrees, we will be serving seared scallops with brown butter and lemon pan sauce and we’ll finish off with a dessert of chocolate clementine torte.” A tall man took a single step back into the corner of the dining room and held his head high.  

Ragnar nodded once and saluted the man and the staff with his glass. “Thank you, everyone.” Once the staff left, Ragnar gestured to the food with his hands. “Shall we eat?”

Dinner was a quiet affair with stilted and awkward conversations. Aaline answered the questions that were asked and smiled at everyone. Ivar was silent through most of the dinner. He seemed almost passive. He let his brothers and father lead the conversation and pushed his food around his plate. Aaline almost envied him. At least he wasn’t the main subject of discussion.

“So, Aaline where did you go to school?” Lagertha asked. They had made it all the way through the entree without anyone asking about school and Aaline was surprised. She placed her fork down on her plate and folded her hands in her lap. “I attended various boarding schools growing up and double majored in International Business and Public Relations at Oxford before moving back home.”

Ivar snorted and Aaline looked at him. She had to force herself to sit still and not flinch away from the hostility in his eyes. “Various boarding schools?” Hvitserk turned the conversation back on topic, smiling towards Aaline. She nodded once and cleared her throat. “Yes. It was difficult for me to make friends. School was a struggle.”

“What? Did daddy not give you enough money?” Ivar said. Aaline looked over at him and forced the fire in her chest back down. She would be the bigger person no matter how much she wanted to lash out. “No, nothing like that.” She turned back to her food but Ivar continued. “The other kids didn’t like you? Made you cry?” He was taunting her. The cruelty in his voice was obvious.

Ragnar tensed and glared at his youngest son. Lagertha’s jaw was tense and her knuckles white against her silverware. Ivar’s brothers were either glaring at him or consciously avoiding their eyes.

Aaline narrowed her eyes at him and tilted her head slightly to one side. Ivar grinned and seemed to take it as a challenge. “I didn't like them. I made them cry.” His grin widened and she felt a sense of pride swell in her chest. She shook it off and turned to Ragnar when he spoke. “International business and public relations. Why did you choose that path?” He smiled at her, trying to take the conversation from Ivar.

“My mother. She dealt with the foreign side of my father’s company. I took over once I came of age.”  

“Ah, where’s mommy now? Did she leave you when things got rough with daddy?” Ivar snorted. His tone was mocking.

“Ivar.” Ragnar scolded. He was staring hard at his youngest son who was making it a point to not look at his father.  

Aaline glared at him and straightened in her seat. She met his stare full on and felt the corner of her mouth turn up. “No, she’s dead.” She saw the corner of his eye twitch and the smile dim on his face but he kept his gaze locked on hers.

The table sat in tense silence until Björn spoke. “So, Aaline, are you adjusting alright?” Aaline tensed and saw Ivar whip his head around to glare at his brother, his knuckles turning white against his grip on his silverware. Aaline appreciated Björn’s attempt at distraction but it was a poor attempt at best.

She cleared her throat and nodded. “It’s alright. It has its challenges.” Ivar snorted and shook his head, looking down at his plate of half touched food. Aaline glanced at him from the corner of her eye but stayed quiet.

Everyone seemed content to leave the conversation as it was and focus on dessert. Aaline was grateful. It was exhausting maintaining her composure. All she wanted to do was scream at the top of her lungs. The injustice of her situation was ridiculously unfair. She learned a long time ago that life was unfair all around but she sincerely felt like she’d been given a bad lot following this revelation.

Marriage had always been something she’d imagined for herself but she figured she’d get to at least choose who she got to marry. Specifically someone she’d been seeing regularly for some time before the actual event of proposal and marriage. Maybe she’d even love them. Either way, this was not the way she always imagined she’d prepare for her wedding.

Dessert was quiet and Aaline was relieved to think that she would escape back to her room with no more stilted and tense conversation. She wasn’t sure if Margrethe was trying to be nice or trying to make her non-existent relationship with Ivar more strained but whatever her motive, she didn’t do anyone any good when she asked her next question.

“Are you ready for the wedding?” There was a clatter as Ivar dropped his silverware down onto his plate. He brought his hand up to his mouth and Aaline could see the hard grip he had on his face as he reigned in his anger. Ubbe was glaring at the side of his wife’s head as if he was trying to will time to rewind so he could stop the question from ever leaving her mouth. Aaline saw Sibylle look over at her with apprehension but Aaline was too busy watching Ivar to spare her a look.

Aaline swallowed and almost coughed at how dry her throat suddenly seemed to be. She took a large sip of her wine and cleared her throat, looking over at Margrethe.

The other woman seemed to not be aware of the tension she caused. She was staring with kind eyes at Aaline. Aaline nodded once. “As ready as someone in this situation can be.” Her voice was soft as it carried across the table. It seemed to echo in the silence that followed. “And what situation is that, Aaline?”

She snapped her eyes to Ivar. It was the first time he’d called her by name and she wasn’t sure how she felt about it. His eyes were filled with something that Aaline didn’t recognize but it sent chills down her spine and made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. The sense of dread that settled in her stomach made her feel as if the dinner she’d just consumed was about to crawl back up her throat. She never wanted to see this look directed at her again.

Ragnar was glaring hard at his son, his jaw clenched hard enough to be painful. Björn was shaking his head with wide eyes while Hvitserk and Ubbe just stared at Ivar.

Aaline didn’t have a response for him but he didn’t seem to want one. “They call us heathens, you know. The Saxons.” His eyes were harsh. He wanted to get a rise out of her. He wanted her to be afraid or angry. He wanted some kind of reaction. She wasn’t going to give him one. “We don’t follow the same gods so, not only are we personal rivals, but we don’t align religiously either.”

He sat forward and braced his forearms on the table, staring at her from under his brow. “So, do you mean the situation of marrying a heathen or maybe a cripple?” There was a sharp intake of breath from Ragnar and Björn huffed, shaking his head.

Aaline drew her eyebrows together, confused. She knew about Ivar’s medical issues as a child. His DDH had been diagnosed significantly late in his toddler years and he’d had casts and corrective surgery to fix it. He’d maintained a noticeable limp throughout his childhood until he started boxing. The limo was nearly gone into his later years but then he’d been diagnosed with inflammatory arthritis of the hip. What little Aaline knew of his kind of arthritis caused him pain and made it difficult for him to walk but she wouldn’t go so far as to call him a cripple. If that was how he saw himself then he had deeper self-esteem issues than she thought.

She took a deep breath and shook her head, angry at his assumptions of her. “I was referring more to the fact that this is an arranged marriage but feel free to think what you’d like, Ivar.” Aaline could see the small smile gracing Ragnar’s face as he looked down at his plate. Björn had a satisfied smirk on his face and Hvitserk started laughing. Ivar sat back in his seat and just stared at her.

Lagertha sighed and placed her hands in her lap. “I know this is difficult but we need to try to move forward, make the best of this.” Aaline felt a small sense of relief at Lagertha’s statement. She turned her head towards the end of the table when Sigurd snorted.

Out of all of them, Sigurd was the only one who had continued to eat through all the awkward conversations. At one point or another, every person had stopped eating because the anxiety at the table had shrunk their appetites. Sigurd had never stopped eating. The agitation at the table seemed to slide off his back like water on oil.

“It’s already difficult, Lagertha. Things will be impossible when they’re actually married.” Sibylle leaned close to her husband and rested a hand on his upper arm, whispering against his ear. He shook his head and continued to dissect his dessert, ignoring her. Aaline heard Ragnar take a deep breath and release hit harshly. Ivar was white-knuckling the table and staring straight ahead, looking through her.

“Sigurd now is not the time,” Ragnar growled. Aaline could hear the threat come from somewhere deep in his chest, the rumble reverberating across the table. Sigurd shrugged and looked down at his father. The smile on his face was anything but kind. Aaline wasn’t sure if he was trying to scare her or anger his brother. Either way, he seemed to be succeeding at both. “Why not? She’s going to marry him, she should know that he won’t be able to please her.”

Aaline’s eyes widened and she looked at Ivar. His hand had moved to grip his knife in a bruising hold. He was breathing hard and he looked like he was shaking. His face was red with anger and she could hear the growl rumbling in his chest.

“Sigurd, enough.” Aaline looked down at Ubbe when he spoke and was confused. He was scowling at Sigurd, his hand resting on Margrethe’s leg. Margrethe was staring at the table, her hands clasped tightly together and her face pale. She looked back to Ivar as Sigurd continued to speak.

“Wouldn’t you want to know if your wife could please you, Ubbe? Aaline has the right to know that Ivar can’t get it up.” She jumped in her seat when Ivar slammed the tip of his knife down into the table, embedding it deep into the wood.

“Both of you enough!” Ragnar roared.

Ivar was breathing heavily and stared down at the table top before turning his head to glare at his brother. Sigurd had a satisfied smirk on his face as he continued to ingest his dessert. Sibylle looked mortified as she took a long drink of her water.

Ivar stood and swallowed thickly before stalking from the room. Aaline stared at the space that he used to occupy, keeping her eyes away from anyone trying to catch her attention. She calculated what motivations Sigurd had for humiliating his brother the way he did. Torvi had told her of the animosity between the two but she failed to explain how deep it truly ran. If Sigurd was willing to insult his brother in the presence of his family then he clearly had a deep loathing for Ivar.

Ragnar was glaring at his son while Sigurd pointedly ignored both his father and his wife. “Please, forgive them, Aaline. They forget their manners.” He said. No sooner had he spoken, a muffled crash from further inside the house. The crashing continued and Aaline saw Hvitserk flinch and then stand, adjusting the buttons of his jacket before disappearing.

Aaline looked up at Ragnar, her face unreadable. “It’s alright but,” She pushed back from the table. “I seem to have lost my appetite. If you’ll excuse me.” She stood up and brushed invisible crumbs off her dress. She turned away from the table and ignore Lagertha’s calls of her name and Sibylle’s pleas to return. She kept her eyes straight ahead as she ascended up the stairs and back towards her room. Her thoughts were a whirlwind.

.

Ivar lay with his hands behind his head, staring up at his ceiling. It was late, early hours of the morning and he couldn’t sleep. The events of dinner were coursing through his mind, keeping him up.

He and Sigurd had never gotten along. Ivar accepted the fact that Aslaug had paid him more attention than his siblings growing up. His health problems as a child had kept his mother occupied and she neglected her other duties as a mother. He admitted that his mother was far from perfect but his father’s frequent absences throughout his and his brother’s childhood made it difficult for them all. Aslaug did her best but her attention had been mostly focused on Ivar growing up and Sigurd, more often than not, got the shaft.

Ubbe and Hvitserk were old enough by the time Ivar came around that they understood Aslaug’s preoccupation with Ivar. Sigurd, however, struggled with Aslaug’s inattention to him and took it out on Ivar.

Both of them had short tempers and dark dispositions so they clashed often. Ivar didn’t like to admit it but he had some deep-seated insecurities. His health problems prevented him from being involved in school. His various doctor’s appointments and surgeries made making friends hard and his hip pain made most sports impossible. He felt largely isolated at school and Sigurd’s verbal abuse didn’t help. He liked to tell Ivar that he was worthless. Nobody wanted to be his friend because he was the weak Lothbrok. He was a cripple and nobody wanted to associate with a cripple. If anything, they’d only ever pity him.

Hvitserk and Ubbe worked hard to combat Sigurd’s abuse. They reminded Ivar at every turn that he wasn’t a cripple. He could walk and he could move around and that didn’t make him a cripple. His oldest brothers were kind and considerate and made sure to assure him often that there was nothing wrong with him.

When Ivar was fifteen, his half-brother, Björn moved back home following his military career and took a place alongside their father in his business dealings. Björn had started boxing when he was a child following his sister’s death and this hobby morphed into kickboxing which helped his military career exponentially. When Björn moved back home, he grew closer to his younger brothers through their shared interest in the sport.

Being so much older than his brothers, Björn used boxing as a way to connect with his siblings. He taught them stances and moves and quickly built relationships with all of them. He was closest to Ubbe and Hvitserk being but he and Ivar were in good standing.

Ivar sighed and sat up, resting his elbows on his knees. He gazed at the clock on his nightstand and cringed at the early morning hours. At this rate, he wasn’t going to get any sleep. He heaved himself up off the bed and headed towards his door, slipping his Nikes on as he went.

Boxing always helped him relieve stress. It helped him focus and clear his mind of everything that brought him anxiety. His fiance was the current focus of his anxiety.

She was a beautiful woman. He admitted to himself that he was taken aback by her beauty the first time he saw her. She faced him without fear though he knew she had to be just as apprehensive about their meeting as he was. His unease manifested itself in anger and provocation while hers was more subdued. She stood her ground and refused to rise to his bating. It was only when he touched her that she acted.

He had to admit that her aggression turned him on. When she pressed the letter opener against his skin, the rush of want and lust that swept through him nearly bowled him over. Her approach also set something off in the back of his mind. His unwanted advances put her on edge enough so that she lashed out physically. There was a story there and he wanted to know what it was.

When he reached the gym, he was surprised to see the lights on a steady rhythm pumping from the speakers. He stepped around the doorway and stopped dead. His little fiance was just full of surprises, apparently.

The punching bag that was set up in the middle of the room was being thoroughly pummeled. Aaline was dripping in sweat and her hair swayed behind her violently. She had a look of deep concentration on her face and Ivar got the distinct feeling that she was down here for much of the same reasons as him.

As much as she represented his own lack of choice in this situation, he imagined she felt more betrayed then he did. It was her father that had come up with the idea of marriage. Ragnar was prepared to just kill Ives Jensen and be done with it but Ives was a coward and was willing to throw his daughter to the proverbial wolves to save his own skin. He imagined the rage and resentment inside her was enough to drive anyone to madness and here she was, releasing her frustrations on a solitary punching bag.

“How long have you been boxing?” Aaline caught the bag as it came back to her and looked over at the door. A wave of tension rose up in her chest when she saw her fiance. He was the reason she came down to the gym.

She had been ruminating on what had happened a dinner and found sleeping difficult. She decided to take advantage of the late hour and monopolize the in-home gym. She didn’t think anyone else would be awake to disturb her. Clearly, she was wrong.

“I didn’t think anyone else was awake.” She said. Ivar shrugged and stepped closer. “Couldn’t sleep. So?” She blinked at him and shook herself. He had asked her a question. “About seven years.” He nodded and bit his bottom lip, searching her face.

Aaline felt her face get hot and she looked away. He was dressed far more casually then Aaline had ever seen him. He had on tennis shoes, running shorts, and an old white t-shirt that hugged his frame. She could make out the lines of his shoulders and chest through his shirt and she was never more aware of how finely built he was.

“I’m sorry.” He snapped his head up to her at her apology. He wasn’t one hundred percent sure what exactly she was apologizing for but he let her do it anyway. He nodded his acceptance and looked away. The air between them was awkward and Ivar couldn’t stand it.

“Sigurd makes it a habit to try to say things to get to me, so, don’t let it get to you. Hvitserk tells me just to ignore him but I’ve never been very good at that.” Aaline gave him a small smile and he felt a sense of victory well up in his chest.

Aaline looked down at her hands and picked at the wrapping between her fingers. She didn’t really know what to say to him. She knew that her foreseeable future would be much more bearable if she and Ivar at least tried to be friends. Maybe if she made the suggestion, he would agree with her.

“Look,” She stopped when his sharp eyes cut across to her. They always held an intensity that stopped the breath in her lungs. She could see why he was so intimidating to be around. His eyes alone froze people in their tracks. She cleared her throat and started again. “Look, I know that this is not an ideal situation for either one of us but, I figured since we don’t really have a choice, maybe life would be a little bearable if we tried to be friends.”

She couldn’t look at him as she talked. She was too afraid of what she might see in his eyes if she did. The silence that followed her statement was only broken by the soft melody of her playlist in the background. She could barely hear it over the pounding of her heart.

She glanced up when she heard him sign and felt an acute sense of relief when he nodded. “I agree. We’ve been put in an unimaginable position and, as much as I know we both detest it, our marriage will be easier if we’re friends, at least.”

Aaline flinched slightly when he mentioned marriage but he wasn’t wrong. She turned back slightly to her punching bag. “Do want to stay? I could use a partner.” She didn’t look at him when she offered but a smile graced her lips when he came around to face her and nodded. “I’d like that.”

[geeky-introvert]

I don't like them together and all this mommy issue. but maybe all this "love" that ubbe is showing lagertha is a plan to win her trust and kill her.

Hmm, maybe....

[waiting4inspiration]

May Snippets Request List!!

This is a list of all the Snippets that you can expect to see within the month. I will add to the list as the coming in and those that are posted will be crossed out.

VIKINGS 

Bjorn asks you to be his queen after you two have known each other since you were children

Catching Hvitserk having a midnight snack while you’re both trying a new diet

NSFW Ubbe fucking you into the mattress

Hvitserk doing ridiculous things to try and get you to fall for him (but you already have feelings for him)

Sigurd saying that Ivar can’t pleasure a woman and Ivar snaps, revealing that you’ve been cheating on your husband, Sigurd

You turning down every marriage proposal because you want to look after your father; Ragnar 

Ivar realizing why you make him wear a necklace of a vial with your blood when he gets injured in battle

Killing an assassin while Ivar’s asleep and cutting out his tongue so he doesn’t wake Ivar

The brothers and Ragnar being protective over you when your beauty becomes known throughout the land

Lagertha telling you that it’s alright to call Aslaug ‘mom’

Hvitserk encouraging Ivar to tell you about his crush on you

Ivar returning from a raid with jewels that he’s kept aside for the intention of spoiling you

NSFW Ivar being insecure about being naked in front of you for the first time

Your army coming to Ivar’s aid in a war he’s losing with a message telling him that he’s not dying until you allow it (twin!sister)

Hvitserk, Ubbe, and Sigurd knowing they have to be on their best behavior when around Ivar if they want good food from you

Deciding that it’s better to end things with Ivar when you get the offer of a better life somewhere else

Ivar suspecting you have a lover because he feels like you’re drifting away from him

Hvitserk rambling about being safe as he mends your injured hand

Ivar going above and beyond when you’re sick because he’s convinced you’re going to did (part ??)

Practically having Hvitserk’s order ready every morning because he orders the same thing everyday

Ivar refusing any suitors because he feels they’re ‘not worthy’ of you (part ??)

Ivar coming into his room after a long day and finding you sleeping on his bed because you missed him (part ??)

Telling Bjorn you only love him as your older brother when he confesses that he loves you (part ??)

Bjorn doing mundane things for you as a way to show you he loves you

NSFW Bjorn eating you out like a starved man

NSFW Going down on Bjorn under his desk while he does some work

NSFW Trying to keep it together as Ivar goes down on you while you’re on the phone with a friend

Hvitserk returning home from spending the day with his toddler, exhausted, but in awe at the fact that you can look after 2 kids and be pregnant

Ivar thinking that you’re in love with Hvitserk when he sees you laughing with him. But it’s actually something else

NSFW Hvitserk ‘punishing’ you for stealing his clothes

Having a serious conversation about the law with Ragnar ant the brothers (gen z!reader)

The brothers' reaction to you dying your hair pink (gen z!reader)

NSFW Everyone thinks you’re super innocent, but Bjorn knows that you’re the complete opposite

NSFW Dom!Lagertha rearranging your guts with a strap on

People not second guess it when you slip a hand under Ivar’s shirt to feel his muscles

Lagertha feeling slightly brokenhearted to see you (her daughter) being close with Aslaug when she visits with Bjorn

Ivar realizing that he’s falling in love with you, but decides that it’s for the best to arrange a marriage for you 

How Estadir is around you on a daily basis (Hefna)

How you and Estadir met (Hefna)

NSFW Alpha Bjorn waking up in rut to you in heat and grinding on his leg in your sleep

Aslaug and Ivar joking that you’re his girlfriend and you blush and try to hide in his chest (much younger!reader)

Introducing the Ragnarssons to your boyfriend, Thor (avengers/vikings)

Each of the brothers spoiling and showing off to you to try and get you to like them more (little sister!reader)

NSFW Being a brat and teasing Bjorn before he puts you in your place

Ivar refusing to get up until you kiss him 

Aslaug overhearing you telling Ivar why you can’t go through with the arranged marriage (part 2)

Ragnar finding out that the sons fake getting along so that you’ll talk to them

Losing your baby when a slave purposefully give you the wrong tea because she’s in love with Ivar

Ivar throwing a tantrum because you won’t marry him (part 2) 

 Telling Margarethe to keep her advances on your husband - Hvitserk - to herself

Lagertha overhearing you comforting Aslaug and saying how you’ll always be her daughter (part 2)

Having enough of your sister trying to seduce Ivar and having no choice but to banish her (part 5)

One of the brothers catching you making out with someone in a supply closet (part 2)

Killing the slave Ivar infatuated with because you don’t share your husband

Defeating Ragnar and deciding if you should kill him or spare him (part 3)

Ivar being happy that you’ve given him peace and a home he can call his own where he’s loved and respected

Aslaug being happy to see Ivar marry the girl she’s been in love with since he was a young boy

Your oldest son walking in on you and Hvitserk doing it

Coming back to Kattegat and telling your brothers you’re pregnant (perfect little sister!reader) (part??)

Ivar no longer being upset letting you breastfeed your child after seeing how happy you are and how strong the bond is with you and the baby (Only Mine) (part 2)

Giving birth to your first child and he barely fits in Estadir’s hands (Hefna)

Stepping in as a mother figure to the sons after marrying Bjorn

Being the big spoon when you find Sigurd asleep

Ivar finally telling you what the doctor said after days of silence (blind!ivar) (prequel)

Staying in bed with Ivar and trying to distract him from pain during a bad leg day

Meeting Ivar’s brothers upon arriving in Kattegat (Hefna)

Joking with Estadir that you may have to start your own tribe because of how many children you have (Hefna) 

Ivar buying a bigger bed so that he can finally sleep with all his children and not get kicked off (part 2)

Telling Ubbe that you’re not hitting on him, but actually on his wife, Torvi

Alpha!Hvitserk finding you nesting

Spending time with Ivar and Hvitserk after a long day (shared girlfriend!reader)

Introducing your suitor to your brothers for the first time and trying to stop them from scaring him off

Hvitserk calling his brothers for help when you’re sick because he doesn’t know how to take care of a sick person

Ivar refusing the crown because he wants to keep you and his family away from danger

Ivar daughter asking if you’re her new mommy after dating Ivar for a while

Ivar and his brother teaching his daughter how to fight after she was attacked

NSFW A threesome with Hvitserk and Ivar

Ubbe mentioning how you haven’t aged a day because you’re immortal

Coming to Kattegat with your dragons to form an alliance and Hvitserk catches your eye

Begging Ivar to let you keep a kitten you found

Having a small rivalry with Ivar because he doesn't like how you steal attention away from him

Being best friends with Ivar and meeting his brothers, but you had a one night stand with Hvitserk

Thinking that Ivar’s only asking you to marry him because you’re pregnant, you say no

The brothers trying to impress you after Aslaug hires Geralt for a job (Witcher/Vikings)

Meeting the Ragnarssons and your child takes a surprising liking to Ivar

NSFW Finally having sex with Ivar after being secretly in love and he finds out that you’re just as crazy as he is

Ivar coming back after letting you go and finding that you found someone else

Having your first daughter with Bjorn and she turns out to be a daddy’s girl (part 2)

NSFW Teacher/Student role playing with Ragnar

Ivar coming home and knows by the smell that you’ve been baking

Mafia!Ivar struggling to kill you after finding out that you’re a spy

Celebrating your birthday with Ragnar and the brothers

Relieved to see Ivar coming back to you alive after a long raid

Knowing that his brothers are going to meet up with friends, Ivar tags  long and falls for you right away

Ivar getting an awkward boner while watching a movie with you (his roommate) and having to talk about his feelings for you

You son coming back to Kattegat to take vengeance on Ivar for what he did to you and telling Ivar that he’s his son

The brothers following Hvitserk and being caught by you, his secret girlfriend

MARVEL 

Introducing the Ragnarssons to your boyfriend, Thor (avengers/vikings)

Loki taking care of you when you’re very sick

You owl whining all the time to Bucky on a mission after switching animals (The Owl and the Wolf)

NSFW Bucky eating you out and making you squirt

WITCHER

Geralt and Jaskier fighting for your affection, but you have eyes for Yennefer

Feeling insecure when one of Jaskier’s lovers starts flirting with him

Telling Geralt how it is that you know him when he’s never met you before (part 2)

Jaskier explaining to Geralt how he needs to do something romantic for your birthday

The brothers trying to impress you after Aslaug hires Geralt for a job (Witcher/Vikings)

Jaskier regretting introducing you to Geralt when you tell embarrassing childhood stories

Jaskier writes a ballad for you for your wedding

Both you and Geralt being surprised that Jaskier could fight off an Alpha much larger than him 

Basically disappearing when you cuddle with Geralt because you can hide in his cloak

[oddsnendsfanfics]

We complain about Bjorn and his lovers, but he gets it from no stranger. Lagertha has had as many lovers as her son. He is only following mommy's footsteps.