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§ Vikings Preference: Of whom they would be most jealous of
• Requested by anon
( I never wrote preferences before, so I'm trying here hahaha. Also I had fun writing this, so I included many characters. Hope you like it anon!)
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Ragnar Lothbrok → Rollo
Despite usually being the other way around with these brothers, Ragnar would be the one that it's jealous in this case. It's no secret to him that his brother had betrayed him and tried to steal what he had accomplished before. Seeing the friendly conversation you had with Rollo sometimes, Ragnar would want to make it very clear to him that if he ever tried to steal you from him, there would be no forgiveness.
"I have been very forgiving with you before, brother" Ragnar carried that mischievous threatening smile on his lips while saying so. "But if you do something that could separate me and (Y/N), you will have to face me"
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Bjorn Ironside → Ubbe
The jealousy he felt for his younger brother would surprise even himself. In his mind, he knew that it was a unreasonable thing. Ubbe would never make a move towards you and you would never betray Bjorn like that, you and his brother were just friends. But everytime he saw you two together, laughing and smiling, he couldn't help the aching in his heart. You usually ended up noticing the hurt look in his face when those moments happened and would have to reassure him.
"Bjorn Ironside, you know that I love you. You and nobody else"
"I'm sorry, my love" he sighted, irritated with himself
"You have nothing to worry about. Absolutely nothing" you said while hugging him tightly and resting your head on his chest
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Ubbe → Heahmund
He would be very troubled when seeing the bishop getting too comfortable with you, after King Alfred offered you all refugee in Wessex for the time being. He did not like Heahmund or trusted him, despite Lagertha's attempts of changing the fact. He did not say a thing, just tried to contain his jealousy. After he saw the bishop making you really uncomfortable with his proximity and looks though, he snapped at the man.
"Listen to me!" he pushed Heahmund's chest and sent him stumbling a few steps back. "You stay away from us. (Y/N) does not want you around and so do I. You stay away from us both or no one will be able to protect you when I come for you, do you hear me? No one"
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Hvitserk → Ivar the Boneless
Within all the hard time that Ivar gives him after becoming King of Kattegat, Hvitserk has no doubt that the worst is to see how his younger brother always use you to hurt him deeper than anything else could. Ivar was very aware of your feelings for one another and yet, would constantly ask you to join him and Freydis in bed. That would make Hvitserk feel as much insecure as angry, and you could not stand seeing him so sad.
"I don't want him to take you to himself just like he does with everything else these days" his hands were on your cheeks, and his eyes fixed on yours. "He can have the throne, he can be a God, he can have the whole world if he wants to, but you are mine"
"Yours"
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Sigurd Snake in the Eye → Ivar the Boneless
As well as Hvitserk, Sigurd would be very jealous of Ivar. He and the youngest of Ragnar's sons never did get along with each other and their relationship would be even worse after Ivar started to flirt with you. His goal was achieved, obviously. He wanted to make Sigurd jealous and irritated and he did, that was more than obvious to everyone. The fights and offenses would became more and more frequent, to the point that it finally became unberable
"Stop fighting you two!" you averted your eyes from Sigurd to Ivar, then went back to Sigurd. "I am not a toy that you will gain due to constant bittering like childs!"
"Then pick between us, sweet (Y/N)" Ivar smiled at you from his chair. "But have in mind that my dear brother here is in love with you"
As Sigurd had never told you about his feelings, it schoked you. "Is it true?"
He looked lovely when nodding. "Yes"
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Ivar the Boneless → Oleg
Despite deeply trying to deny it, Ivar does feel threatened by Oleg. He never met someone like the Prince before and the fact that he did things as cuel as the one's Ivar had done himself, well, it made him keep his guard up. Especially, after he realized the strange curiosity Oleg had in you and how he would always try to get your attention when you were in the room. More than he should. It made Ivar jealous, of course. You were his and no one would take you away from him. But even above the genuine jealusy, he worried about your safety.
"Why do you look so worried, my love?" your finger runned through his naked chest, drawing small invisible circles.
"Prince Oleg was very persistent that you should make him company tomorrow on a walk around the city" he stared deeply into your eyes. "Why did you agree to it?"
"Because we need him. He is our way to get you back in Kattegat's throne, where you should be" you kissed his skin, feeling the heat from it on your lips. "I love you, Ivar. I am doing this for you"
He smiled, one of the genuine smiles of his only a few people ever had the privilege to see. "Just don't go too far, (Y/N). As unfortunate as it would be, I can live without a throne. On the other hand, I do not know if I can live without you and do not wish to try such a thing"
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Floki the Boat Builder → Athelstan
Everytime he saw you keeping company to the young munk, Floki would feel anger consuming his body. The hatred he felt for Athelstan would get even bigger due to the jealousy and he would have to walk away from the borh of you before doing something really stupid. As you always had your eyes on him though, because he was the only one you loved, you always followed him.
"Get back to your priest" he said without turning around to face you, because he knew very well that you had followed him out of the feast. "You and Ragnar, you do not believe me when I say he is not of us. But you will see. You will see"
"Floki" you gently grabbed his arm and made him turn around and look at you. "I know how you feel about him, but he's my friend and you have to accept that. But more importantly, I know how you feel about me" you admired the painting around his eyes with fixation, like you always did. "Do not let anger consume you, my love"
"I love you" he sighted, defeated, his eyes averting from yours as the anger became embarrassment.
Smiling, you interlaced your hands. "I love you too"
Your smile got even bigger when he let out one of those unique laughs.
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Lagertha → Torvi
As you and Torvi are the two people Lagertha trusts the most after she becomes Queen of Kattegat, it is inevitable that you two end up spending time together. Lagertha would not usually be jealous of you, she did not think it would be reasonable, since she had every proof of your love and affection. But with Torvi, such a fierce woman that reminded her of herself when she was younger, she could not help but feel a little worried about the idea of you leaving her.
"If you and Torvi have feelings for each other, do not hide it because of me. I want you to be happy, even I am not the one to bring you such happiness" she said one night when you two were laying in bed.
"Lagertha, what are you talking about?" you looked at her with surprise. "How could I ever have feelings for another when I have you by my side?" you kissed her before continuing. "Torvi is a friend, a very dear friend. Nothing else, nothing more"
"What am I to you, then?" she smiled, feeling happier already. Nothing got even close to the feeling she had when you said with caring words.
"You are my Queen. My love. My Lagertha"
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Halfdan the Black → Harald Finehair
Halfdan loves his brother, he never hesitated to help him achieve his dream to become King of all Norway, they shared everything with each other without second thoughts. But you were the only thing Halfdan was not willing to share with Harald, he realized it after the other made a insinuating comment about your beauty. That new feeling of his, the jealousy he had never felt before towards his brother, made you realize you loved him more than you thought possible to love someone and it was you, who first encouraged him to follow his own dreams so that you two could be free.
"We should go with Bjorn, to sail and explore the Mediterranean sea" you told him, after Harald left the spot you two were. He was about to protest but you stopped him before he could. "See new places, new cultures. I know you would love it"
"What about my brother?"
"You have been in his shadow for too long, my love. It's time you start to follow your own dreams and achieve the things you want. I know you love your brother and he loves you as well, but you have to live for yourself"
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Harald Finehair → Bjorn Ironside
Harald was jealous of Bjorn for a lot of reasons. His fame, his accomplishments, his skills in battle, a lot of things. But most of all, he was jealous of the way Bjorn looked at you. He could not stand that, no, he couldn't. He was not afraid that Bjorn would choose you, that wasn't it. He was afraid that you would choose Bjorn. Like people of Norway probably would, like his brother did. He was scared, although he was too proud to admit it.
"Are you okay?" you asked with a frown, holding his hand tightly with yours over the table.
"Yes" he answered, taking his eyes out of Bjorn, who had been staring at you for a while now. "Everything is fine"
You sighted, raising your free hand to touch his cheek. For such a passionate man, he could he very reserved sometimes. "I love you, don't forget that"
He smiled at that, but that aching in his heart was still there.
Imagine the Vikings boys coming to the future and you have to help them cope with life while they try to get back pt. 2
Part 1 is from my main blog here
“Did you sleep alright after your nightmare, Ubbe?” You ask the viking rubbing is shoulder before making your way to the kitchen.
“Yeah, Ubbe. Did the little baby sleep alright?” Ivar said taunting his brother.
“Ivar, shut up and eat your eggs or you’re doing all the dishes.” You tell him in an authoritative tone, making them all quiet.
“Bjorn! Why are you staring like that?” You whisper-yelled at the oldest Viking.
“That woman over there, you said she was a traitor.” Bjorn said with malice in his voice.
“I did not call her a traitor, we had a falling out. Now stop staring or else I’ll have to actually deal with her.”
“Yes, good. Let us deal with her.” He says continuing to stare before you drag him away.
“Alright who’s ready for Uno?” You ask the boys as you enter the living room.
“I am and I’m going to win.” Sigurd says smugly, looking at his brothers.
“Well that would involve beating me, which ain’t gonna happen, sunshine.” You tell Sigurd before handing out the cards.
“Hvitserk, stop watching the tv while you eat and get your feet off the table.” You tell him as you sit down to dinner.
“You know I am a prince, right?” He says to you with a cheeky smile once doing what he’s told.
“Yes but royalty doesn’t have that big of a stand in this day and age. Sorry.” You tell him with a matching cheeky smile
“Ivar! Stop laughing at me right now and hand me the impact driver!” You yell at the youngest viking after hitting your thumb with a hammer trying to put your new desk together.
Ragnar - (Y/n) sneezed dramatically three times, gasping for air after the third sneeze. "Sorry I'm allergic to bullshit." She sniffed a little hiding her amusement, while Ragnar smirked at her antics. "I am not lying." Ragnar objected his loves accusation. "Oh sure, so your telling me you took on an entire English army by yourself?" She crossed her arms leaning back in her seat. "It was a small army." Ragnar chuckled as (Y/n) playfully shoved him away.
Rollo - "Oh hold on I'm allergic to bullshit." (Y/n) turned her head away from Rollo, sneezing softly a few times. "It's not bullshit, I love you (Y/n)." Rollo rolled his eyes a little. "Forgive me if I don't believe you." She replied before sneezing once more. "Shut up woman." Rollo growled pulling her into his chest. "I love you." He muttered against her lips, determined to prove himself.
Harald - "When we get married I'll-" Sneezing once very hard (Y/n) cut off Harald. "Allergic to bullshit sorry." She sniffed attempting to hold back another sneeze. "What is bullshit?" Harald frowned a little confused. "Us getting married, I'm just a distraction." She shrugged the urge to sneeze going away. "You're not a distraction, of course we'll get married!" Harald sounded a little offended. "Quit you'll make me sneeze again!" (Y/n) huffed her face scrunching up a little, the second sneeze cutting Harald off before he could speak.
Halfdan - "I am not jealous." Growled Halfdan crossing his arms over his chest. "Ooph I'm allergic to bullshit." (Y/n) forced a sneeze out bracing her hand against Halfdan's arm. "I'm not." He argued pinning her against the wall. "Oh no definitely not." She giggled sneezing softly a moment later, causing them both to laugh.
Ivar - "I am not afraid of that cripple." (Y/n)'s ex lover puffed his chest, challenging Ivar for her hand. "Ah I'm allergic to bullshit!" (Y/n) gasped dramatically sneezing a few times, her antics making Ivar chuckle. "I will have you back!" The fool removed his axe from his belt, Ivar's axe sinking into his skull before he could react. "My poor girl." Ivar cooed as (Y/n) sneezed once more.
Bjorn - "Oh no I'm allergic to bullshit!" (Y/n) gasped sneezing so hard she almost hit her head on the table. "I do not bullshit!" Bjorn defended his statement. "You're full of bullshit Bjorn Ironside." (Y/n) chuckled resisting the urge to sneeze again. "I'll prove it to you." He challenged pointing a banana at her. "Then prove it." (Y/n) smirked with a cocky twinkle in her eyes.
Ubbe - "Will you stop sneezing?" Ubbe muttered cutting (Y/n) off mid sneeze. "My bad I'm allergic to bullshit." She muttered before sneezing one last time. "I just told you that I love you, and you say it is bullshit?" Ubbe frowned confused. "Ubbe you don't know me well enough to love me." (Y/n) argued popping a grape into her mouth, her eyes bulging a little when Ubbe sneezed.
Hvitserk - Hvitserk waited patiently while (Y/n) suffered from another sneezing fit. "Are you alright (Y/n)?" He asked when she seemed to be finished. "I'm sorry my sweet, it's just I'm allergic to bullshit." She grinned tilting her head. "Oh you think you can beat me?" Hvitserk smirked painting his sword at her. "I don't think I can, I know I can." (Y/n) hummed unsheathing her own sword, ready to prove him wrong.
Alfred - "You look beautiful my love." Alfred smiled to his pregnant wife, grasping her shoulders worriedly when she began sneezing. "Forgive me my King, but I am allergic to bullshit." (Y/n) waved her husband off. "I look like a whale." She added looking down at her round belly. "You look beautiful." Alfred insisted tilting her head to look him in the eye. "You are beautiful." He leaning in kissing his wife to assure her that he meant every word.
- He really thought something was wrong with your daughter the first time he saw her.
- Is she supposed to be this small? Where is her hair?
- It’s kind of funny seeing the big scary man holding such a small thing.
- Uses his two hands to hold her and keeps her an arm length away from him. Someone might think this happens the first times only.
- No.
- Bjorn keeps holding her that way until he can’t hold her anymore, because his daughter has a strange fixation with his hair.
- And beard. Or clothes, anything that she can grab.
- She’s surprisingly strong for a baby, and has managed to end up with some of her father’s hair on her little fists.
- Once she discovers that throwing things at the middle of his legs make him go down, she likes it. Thinks her daddy is going to bend down to pick her up.
- It becomes a routine.
- Everytime she gets a toy, she throws it at her father’s balls so that he bends.
- Bjorn tried to talk to her once. Tried to make her see that it was not right. As soon as he bent down and pointed an angry finger at her, she bit it.
- He got up screaming with his daughter gripping his wrist and chewing on his finger.
- Yeah, his brothers where there when he ran through the house with his daughter hanging from his hand. Laugh at him because he’s terrified of his daughter from that moment.
- Distant dad.
- He doesn’t want to be near her the beginning.
- But you don’t choose dad life. Dad life chooses you.
- She chases him around the house, laughing as he tries to get away.
- Begs for your help but you enjoy the show too much.
- Finally, he stops in front of you, with a bitch face as your daughter climbs him like a tree.
- He tries, he really tries to not fall in love with her.
- But she’s a daddy girl and his heart melt when she laughs at him.
- Or when she smiles when she sees him.
- Or when she claps excitedly when he shouts at someone .
- Or when she makes grabby hands at him.
- Basically, his heart melts more and more the older she gets.
- The first day of school he gives her the talk.
- “Do not trust anyone. Do not let them take things from you. If they do, you’re allowed to do them everything you can’t do at home.”
- “Bjorn!”
- “In the balls, Y/D/N, kick them in the balls.”
Ubbe
- Don’t touch her. Don’t look at her. Don’t think about her. Don’t breath near her
- Since moment one, he falls in love with your little girl.
- Even if in the machine you can only see a thing that shakes, he loves her already. Even if when she’s born she’s not exactly…beautiful, just a bundle of cries and blood, he fucking loves her.
- Ubbe is the kind of father who ADORES his daughter; so much that sometimes it worries you.
- “Have you seen this little feet? Who has the cutest little feet, hm? You have! Yeah? You, you have the cutest little feet!”
- Not just in the privacy of your house, but also in the streets.
- If your daughter burp in the middle of a meeting, he’ll go over where she’s playing and talk to her in a very high-pitched voice.
- “What was that? whaT WAs ThAT cuTE NOisE?”
- He has lost a few friends.
- Also, pictures. Tons of pictures.
- Ubbe has two phones full of pictures of his daughter, and only god knows how many memory cards in his desk.
- Pictures of her eating. Smiling or laughing. Sleeping. Playing.
- Drooling.
- For him, every picture is a good one. He shows them to everyone one, and honestly has his brothers grossed out (might have show them one of her popping).
- And videos.
- While you were pregnant, he was a reporter. Has videos of everything you did, half of them only focusing on your belly with shaky hands as he keeps babbling in excitement.
- Has videos of your daughter sleeping; one-hour video where your daughter just sleeps and breaths.
- Has videos that no one should see. Most of them in the bathroom
- Taking about, he’s not afraid of doing the dirty work.
- Ubbe Lothbrok is a man who takes care of his precious adorable fantastic can’t do nothing wrong daughter.
- Whatever it takes.
- He has changed her diaper and, just when he was putting it to the trash, she had peed all over him. That’s fine, because it’s his precious adorable fantastic can’t do nothing wrong daughter.
- He has cradled her until she has burped, even when she has puked all over his shirt. That’s fine, because it’s his precious adorable fantastic can’t do nothing wrong daughter.
- He has stayed awake the whole night because her teeth was growing and has let her pull at his hair until tears fill his eyes. That’s fine, because it’s his precious adorable fantastic can’t do nothing wrong daughter.
- He has FIGHT school moms because they said his precious adorable fantastic can’t do nothing wrong had thrown sand at other children. She could bit someone head off and, still, Ubbe wouldn’t believe it had been her.
- However, he has joined a little group of mothers that meet every Saturday in the park and bring healthy snacks while the children play.
- You are dragged to that madness and have to endure him gossiping with his new “friends” as he sits cross-legged between baby toys, pacifiers and little blankets. He gigGLES.
- The most important thing about him: once he gets to know parenthood, he can’t stop. He needs more children. BEGS for more children.
- You’re most likely to end with an army of little spoiled princess and princes whose photos and videos fill your house.
- Your perfect little (enormous) family.
Hvitserk
- Having a baby with Hvitserk means having two.
- Expect the silly videos from the Internet where he plays stupid games with his son.
- Recreates star wars, the hobbit. Duck faces.
- He totally turns into his son. Acts like him, plays with him, cries with him, feeds from his “mommy” after him; that’s a serious kink.
- When it comes to taking care of the baby, not everything is so funny.
- Hvitserk will be playing with him in the ground when suddenly your son stays still and a disgusting smell comes out of him.
- The motherfucker smiles because he knows what he has done. He fucking laughs.
- And looks at his father with those bright and puppy eyes that Hvitserk uses to claim innocence.
- Because he eats as much as his father, and you have had to stop Hvitserk from feeding him with actual food, usually the changing diaper time is a feared one in your house.
- In that moment, the laughs he was sharing with his son stops. He tries to get up and leave.
- His son’s eyes follow every slow and quiet step he gives.
- One step at a time, backwards so that his son doesn’t notice he’s leaving. The little child stop playing with his toys and frowns toward his father.
- And Hvitserk prays to the Gods that he keeps quiet.
- No. He doesn’t.
- Bad part about spending all the time with his son is that, as soon as he’s out of sight, he starts crying.
- Your sarcastic form appear in the door. Where are you going, Hvitserk.
- “I heard my brothers calling me” “Remembered I had a meeting” “Need to take a piss.” “What was that? I better go and check it?”
- Nah, you know his excuses too well. It’s time for diaper changing.
- He ends up going to where you’re waiting with your naked son in his arms, both of them crying and wet.
- However, Hvitserk surprises everyone with how good he’s with trolleys, child’s bags and holding his son.
- When the news of your pregnancy arrived to his brothers and family, they got really worried.
- Hvitserk was like a kid, his sense of responsibility was low and a child with him was a madness, right?
- If you forget about those two times where he had forgotten his son in the supermarket and that one where he bought home another baby, he surprised everyone.
- Trolleys, as said before, are his speciality.
- Mothers at the kindergarten envy him. While they spend minutes trying to get their children inside the trolley, Hvitserk can do it in a second.
- Along with the lollipop that is always hanging from his mouth, his son becomes a part of his daily outfit.
- Pushing the trolley. Strapped to his chest. In his arms. On his back. Top of his shoulders. Hanging from his hip or arm.
- It doesn’t matter how he carry him and how many heart attacks he gives you; your son never touches the floor.
- Besides all of that, Hvitserk is probably the perfect father. Funny, cool, loving, energetic.
- But for future references, don’t let him go to the supermarket with your son. Candies distract him and last time he forgot him in the toilet paper department.
Sigurd
- Gluten.
- If there is a word that define his parenthood, is gluten.
- Truth be told, he wasn’t really excited about having a child in the beginning. He thought that the world was waiting for him and that you were going to hold him back.
- A big fight and a break up happened, but Ubbe heard about it before he could travel away; and he bought him to your door pulling him from his ear. You fixed things and he stayed with you.
- First months were awkward, but then the baby kicked and he was lost.
- Since the moment she was born, Sigurd was ready to clean the floor she step with his own tongue.
- And that’s what started the madness.
- He saw Hvitserk trying to feed his baby with a burger. He was putting the thing in front of her and, even if she was trying to push back, he kept showing it to her.
- Bear dad kick Hvitserk and out and, that night, he reads about what could have happened.
- Gluten. His worst nightmare has gotten a name.
- Type of father that spends ten minutes reading the label of the food before buying it.
- Meanwhile his daughter has probably licked every surface that is it her reach, but what she eats becomes first.
- Everything has to be homemade. If his daughter is going to a playdate, she’ll bring her own lunchbox with fruits because Y/N, who knOWS WhaT tHOSe NASTy mothERS MIGht giVE To thEIR CHildrEN.
- Doesn’t trust anyone with his daughter.
- Maybe Ubbe if he has talked with him for an hour about how he has to do things (his brother has five children and, as Sigurd tell him what he need to take care of his baby, he’s balancing two babies on his arms while he feeds another one).
- If you two go on a date, which sometimes it’s needed, he leaves at least twenty notes around the house for Ubbe.
- Because he won’t let any other brother near his baby.
- For the first year you can’t go anywhere without Sigurd worrying about her and calling Ubbe every five minutes. You had to go back to your house after an hour with tears in Sigurd’s eyes.
- It became easier with the years, but for him it’s still hard.
- That lead to have a dependent daughter. Really dependent daughter.
- If her daddy isn’t around, she cries. If her daddy doesn’t put her to bed and reads her that book about vegetables, she cries. If her daddy hasn’t look at her in an hour, she sobs.
- Sigurd doesn’t mind, his daughter and him have turned into one person.
- That leads to the little girl being a little Sigurd.
- Those rare times when he’s not around, the only thing that can calm her is his lute.
- When it comes to her food, she has learned to turn her head to anything that has gluten or that isn’t healthy.
- No one knows how, but when Hvitserk managed to sneak around and offer her a burger when she was two, she threw it to his face and screamed for his father.
- Her favourite food is apples. And you have to fight Sigurd about turning her into a vegetarian.
- He’s a good dad. Maybe a little obsessed with food but he tries to give her the best.
- The best toys, shaped as vegetables. The best books, about healthy foods. The best education, about the risk of eating fats.
- Sigurd wants the best for her.
Ivar
- Much like Sigurd, Ivar didn’t want to keep the child. Deep down he was worried and scared, but he only showed anger.
- This time, it was his mother who shouted at him until he was back at your apartment and promised to stay with you.
- Which turned out to be the best thing in his life.
- You had twins. A girl and a boy. And Ivar was quiet.
- The first time he saw them, he stood in his place for ten minutes, looking at the two little things while they linked their hands and faced each other.
- His silence was broken when your little boy looked up to his father and emitted a strange noise. And then, Ivar cried.
- Ivar Lothbrok cried when your twins were bought to your house and he saw them for the first time in your huge couch.
- If you ask him, he would say it’s not true. But he kept babbling at you about how big the couch seemed around their little bodies.
- Ivar Lothbrok cried when his daughter cried and cried one night and didn’t stop until his daddy held her.
- She closed her little hand around Ivar’s shirt and curled into his chest, smiling. Since that moment, she always calmed when she was around his father’s heat.
- Ivar Lothbrok cried at his son’s first word, dada. He had been eating; trying to, as he didn’t want to eat the mashed peas. In a second, he stretched his little arms towards Ivar and said “dada”.
- And Ivar cried with a smile while his son threw the peas to his face.
- His children are his precious things, and if you look at them for more than a second you might get a punch to your nose.
- It doesn’t matter if it’s in the supermarket or in the doctor clinic; Ivar will start a fight with whoever stares at his children.
- Once, you were in the supermarket and you daughter started crying because she got scared by a loud noise. You couldn’t make her stop, and an older woman glared at you and your daughter for a few seconds before she mumbled something
- The poor security man had to drag Ivar away as he kept threatening the woman, who by then was nearly having a heart attack.
- Once, you were in the doctor with your little boy, who was really sick. He was peacefully sleeping in your chest when he puked all over himself and you. While some nurses helped you and your crying son, Ivar heard another father beside him talking shit about you and your son.
- Let’s just say, everyone is glad that you were already in the hospital.
- The most dangerous thing is when your children are sleeping and someone wakes them up.
- Hvitserk used to walk into your house with a loud bang and a scream; after being left unconscious by Ivar’s crutches, he now calls before going to your house.
- Or when someone makes them cry.
- That’s-That’s bad. Really bad.
- Ivar’s ears perk up at any sound similar to his children’s cries, and you better not be around them when it happened. Sigurd was once, tried to make your daughter eat his vegetables.
- Ivar almost stuck his vegetables in his ass.
- First day of school was hard for everyone; once again, Ivar Lothbrok cried.
- Keeps walking in circles around the school for hours, until it’s time to pick them up. Has found a little spot where he can watch his children in the playground without being seen.
- You were there, and thank God. Because when another kid pushed your son to the ground he was ready to jump over the fence and kill that kid.
- But your daughter is pretty similar to her father, and handled it. Kicked the kid in the face and made him ran away from her brother.
- A small, cute and aggressive family, that’s what you get in the end.
- You love and take care of each other.
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The sweet colour of light blue matched you almost too perfectly in Bjørn’s eyes. It complimented the love you had of freedom, vast imagination and sensitivity. The eldest Ragnarsson Prince regarded your immaculate being with awe as he could not take his eyes off of you each time you wore the colour. As he stared at you, he reminded himself that in the world of unfortunate wars and conflicts, angels did in fact exist because you were the one to remind him of one.
Ubbe Ragnarsson - Yellow
It had been during a feast that you had decided to wear the colour yellow. And ever since, Ubbe was enthralled by it. He thought you resembled a magical being with powers which made even the coppery rays of the sun cower with envy. You brought the colour to life by your adventurous personality and self-fulfilling nature. You had not known how much he loved when you wore this colour till the day of your birthday when Ubbe surprised you with a gift of the most elegant, yellow dress anyone had ever seen.
Hvitserk Ragnarsson - Red
The moment he caught sight of you in your red dress, Hvitserk had no words to utter. He had no words to speak but numerous thoughts roamed his mind. You were like a walking daydream, a glimpse of the heavenly halls of Valhalla. Hvitserk found himself falling in love with you all over again as he saw you take a seat next to Lagertha in a dress of the colour that praised your passionate and energetic nature. He was sure that you were a reincarnation of a fearsome ancient Goddess that he had at the very least the mere privilege to gaze upon.
Sigurd Snake-In-The-Eye - Green
Sigurd always smiled when he saw you slip into a dress of the colour green. His soul and mind fell at peace simply by looking at you yet it also made him feel wonderfully wild. Sigurd never failed to notice how much the colour suited you and he made sure to compliment you of it. There were times when you went for walks by the shores of the beach and he knew he was not the only one who thought that green was flattering to your nature as others stared at you in wonder.
Ivar The Boneless - White
It came as an astonishing surprise when you heard Ivar compliment you. As it associated with purity, innocence, faith and understanding, the colour was a perfect epitome to your personality. Whenever you chose to wear white, Ivar would demand you sit by him quietly as he’d admire you for a while. Occasionally, he’d order you to wear white during grand feasts as he loved how you, his beloved, stood out of the crowd, or illuminated the Hall with your presence as Ivar would describe it.
‘ I am short, 4’10 to be exact (yes my nicknames include “little one”) have dark brown, almost black hair, freckles here and there, grey/green hazel eyes. I love dancing and laughing, I’m slow to anger, but when I do, I have made men twice my size take a step back. I do scare people bigger than me, it’s a fear I gain endless amusement from. I appreciate the quiet, and love reading and playing chess. I do not tolerate liars and I am fiercely loyal to my loved ones. ‘ @nyx-daughterofchaos98
I ship you with Ivar!
Ivar hated losing.
He always won his board games.
Always.
No one had ever beaten him in a game.
Until you showed up in his life.
‘Are you serious Y/N?’
Those would be the only words he would repeat almost constantly throughout the game.
You would always laugh in reply, which of course only fuelled the fire in him.
Majority of the time the game would end up in Ivar either leaving the game early or throwing the pieces onto the floor.
Which only made you laugh more.
However todays game was different. You had both made a bet with each other.
His deal being that if he won then he would have you as his lady.
Your deal being that he had to tell the people of Kattegat that he had lost to you.
Ivar was really considering his move each time.
Whereas you were just going with the game.
The deal on both sides was a win win for you. You could accept either outcome.
‘You really want to win don’t you?’ You say with a smug smile.
Ivar didn’t reply, concentrating too much on his next move as you placed down a playing piece.
With one quick move, Ivar placed his piece down to which you laughed loudly.
Moving your piece. You ended the game.
‘I win.’ You stated simply.
Ivar’s face dropped as he pushed the board harshly away.
‘Surely you cheat.’
‘I never cheat. However I won. Although I will make another deal..’
Those words made Ivar’s brows raise.
‘You tell the people of Kattegat that you lost... And I’ll be your lady despite you losing.’
