living life

I made it a bit more open, Hvitserk/reader is implied but reader can pick another brother of their choosing to show affection. No implied gender for reader. Just my little Easter gift for you.

{Small imagine, no warnings. Easter modern au.}

When Hvitserk had told them he had gotten a roommate they had expected, someone a bit different. Definitely not this, nope not all. When the ragnarssons walked into the apartment for Easter they didn't expect to find anything like this. Hvitserk walked in last, behind them all and grinned at the body laying on the couch.

"(Y/N) come say hi!"

Well, they had to say this person was Hot. Even with all the mixed sexualities amongst the brothers, they all had to agree on the attractiveness of said person. They had on super short shorts, tall knee high socks and a loose fitting shirt, atop their head sat a pair of bunny ears. Grinning towards Hvitserk (Y/N) walked over legs on display, no way where the brothers drooling whomever told you that was a big fat liar. The stranger slung an arm around Hvitserk's shoulder, rubbing circles into his skin there.

"I thought you said you didn't celebrate this holiday"

"Well we don't, but it's good excuse to get drunk"

Smirking towards Hvitserk (Y/N) ran their eyes among the group of boys, no, men gathered together.

"You should have told me we were going to have company, I would have dressed better. Perhaps I shall do that now."

"NO!"

Grinning towards the brother who had yelled and was now beat red (Y/N) tilted their head.

"No?"

"I just me-e-an that that, ugh you don't have to. We-we don't mind"

The brother was looking down ashamed, (Y/N) stepped forward to run their hands through the man's hair.

"Well I guess not then. Now let's go get drunk!"

Gif by @dangerousvikings

Warnings: None? Fluffy

Extra warning: Ignore spelling amd grammar mistakes. I had so many problems posting this, and ended up having to rewrite a few times! So sorry in advance! It was thrown together quickly.

Summary: Hvitserk is in loOoOoOve

The Ragnarssons sat at the huge dinning table, breaking their fast. Everyone was laughing and joking, not the most common sight. (Especially with Ivar and Sigurd there) Nothing was out of place, but someone was.

Prince Hvitserk, the usual rowdy older teen was silent picking at his food. This was his favourite meal.

The other brothers sat discussing him. Hvitserk had been distant lately, staring off and not listening when being talked to. It had become dangerous to train with him, he had gotten multiple cuts and bruises. Today was the day, the brothers would find out was wrong.

"Hvitserk" Ubbe calls, trying and failing to get his attention. Ivar throws a piece of his meat at Hvitserk, hitting him in the eye. Hvitserk just lightly wipes at his shoulder. Not once looking up. Sighing Ivar grabs his crutch, reaching across the table he pokes Hvitserk several times, till finally he jerks forward. Hvitserk huffs, and slowly lets go of the crutch he grabbed.

"What is your problem, lately?" Ivar asks, putting his crutch back down, he grabs his cup drinking, while watching Hvitserk.

"I bought a horse" Hvitserk smiles, looking off into the distance, shifting awkwardly and glancing back to ivar.

"Are you fucking this horse, Brother?!" Ubbe yells chuckling at Hvitserk's disturbed face.

"Margrethe, tells me you haven't seen her in months."

"I have seen her. From a distance." Hvitserk turns, pouting.

"You can have sex from a distance?" Ivar ask, laughing so hard he almost falls out of his seat. Hvitserk rolls his eyes and hops up.

"Where are you going?"

"To see my horse" The brothers jump up, quick to follow. They walk through town, and past a little ways. To a huge barn, and lots of horses surrounding it.

A young women is sat atop a horse a little ways off, she smiles at them and slowly makes her way over.

"Hvitserk good to see you!" She calls out, Hvitserk smirks and speeds up his walk.

"Y/N! How is she?" He ask grinning from ear to ear. Y/N smiles down at the horse she is atop of.

"Fantastic, she still has her little moments. The best three year old horse I have ever trained. Fit for a prince" She calls out, scratching up and down the horses neck.

Out of nowherw the horses starts to freak out, jumping amd throwing its legs.It went up, and spun, and threw its back legs again; and again. Yet,still, young Y/N hardly budged. Hvitserk watches as she tames the horse and walks around some more.

"She is going to be my wife" Hvitserk sighs, and leans against the closest fence post.

"What, the horse?" His brothers chuckle behind him, rolling his eyes he ducks under the fence. The other Ragnarssons watch as he reaches Y/N, she jumps into his arms, and wraps her legs around him. The laugh and giggle as Hvitserk spins around.

"He looks; happy" Sigurd smiles, and watches his older brother.

"I wonder if they have anything in common, besides getting over excited." Ubbe asks as the happy couple walks over, hand in hand.

"I am so hungry" Y/N moans out.

"I could eat a horse" she glances back at the horse she is leading, laughing at its pinned ears.

"I am kidding little one" She giggles with, Hvitserk.

"Y/N meet my brothers. Brothers this is Y/N, she can ride anything" Hvitserk says smirking at her. Y/N slaps his arm and starts to remove the horses equipment. Grabbing a brush she removes the sweat marks, once done she leads the horse to another pasture, letting it run free with its herd.

Hvitserk scoops her up and places her on his back. He motions to his brothers to follow as he starts to walk back towards the way he came.

"Hvitserk let me down" She giggles while trying to wiggle out of his grasp.

"I am all sweaty and gross" She whines and rests her head on his shoulder.

The brothers watch as Hvitserk whispers in her ear, and as she smacks his shoulder. They break out into another fit of giggles. Hvitserk seems to have finally settled down, and found his 'soulmate', he is

Happy.