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[lady06reaper]

Alright yall...

whether you know me or not I need the help, I want to start on a vikings/ a video game I'm not mentioning rn BUT idk who the love interest should be.

Bjorn Ironside or Ivar The Boneless?

#vikings #vikings x reader #vikings imagine #bjorn ironside x reader #bjorn x reader #bjorn ironside #ivar the boneless x reader #ivar the boneless

[lady06reaper]

Waaaa I just saw a post saying that you are going to write about Vikings 😍😍😍😍😍I’m so excited (I hope I haven’t misunderstood) I’ll be so happy if you decide to write something special for any Vikings characters. My personal favourite is Halfdan the black 🥰🥰🥰I hope I could request something for him 🥰

YES! ANOTHER HALFDAN LOVER!

Dancing in the moonlight

This is kinda inspired by 'Dancin in the night' by Heavy D, without the getting high part.

TW: mentions of war, dancing(?)

Song link on Spotify

look at dat smile!

The raids for the summer were done, I am grateful for being able to stay home for the winter months, but raiding was where I belonged. The feasts were abundant, men and women dressed in their best garbs eating and drinking their fill. The musicians started a more upbeat song, it didn't take long for a dance circle to form around the fire. I decided the mead in my body was enough for tonight, I walked out into the chill autumn air. The moon shining brightly down on Kattegat reminded me of the sun beating down on warriors fighting for their king.

"What is my love doing out here?" Halfdan came up behind me, looking at the side of my face whilst I looked up at the moon.

"A dance circle started, I wished to dance but I knew you would not join me and if I were to dance with another they'd be dead before the dance is done," I giggled looking over at Halfdan. He looked down at his boots and contemplated, shaking his head and sighing he offered his hand to me.

"You wish to dance?" I looked down at his hand, Halfdan was not one to dance unless on the battle field with his enemies.

"I mean, if you don't want to I'll gladly go back inside," Halfdan raised his hands in defense and gestured towards the great hall where the feast was still going strong. Peaking in, I see his brother with another woman, most likely promising her marriage if he becomes king.

"I will dance with you if this is not a trick by the Gods," I say as I take his hand and lead him down to the open area. Our palms flat against the others, the other hand behind our backs as we go around in circles, switching hands every now and again. We join hands as we retract from each, Halfdan spins me into his arms, my back towards his chest. We both look up at the moon, admiring it's beauty, the way it shines, almost like a beacon leading us home from the raids.

Halfdan spins me back around, facing him now. We extend our arms away from each other, and go back in on the others opposite arms. Our hands join together, spinning once more before joining in the embrace of the other.

"Does this seem like a trick from the Gods, my love? Surely Freyja would allow lovers like us to dance in her bask," Halfdan looked down at me with loving eyes, the same eyes that go dark during war with bloodlust.

"No, for if it was I would've woken up by now."

"Good, for this is all very real my dear, my love for you is real, I am real. If I am not real, may the Gods smite me now."

"Don't go threatening them with a good time, Halfdan, they might actually listen this time," I giggled, looking up at Halfdan I see him crack a genuine smile. He leans down and kisses me, not a quick peck or a hungry kiss, but one that shows his love for me infront of Freyja, proving that this is all very real.

#vikings #vikings x reader #vikings imagine #halfdan #halfdan x reader

[lady06reaper]

Tarot

Summary: Your day at the fair has been pretty slow – until a client like no other shows up.

Taglist: @majesticwren @obsessiveformiyatwins @leithdragon @demon-of-the-ancient-world @alicedopey @ivarlover @levithestripper @batmandallyboy @akayxo09 (hmu to be added to any taglist!)

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You can hear them arguing outside the tent. One of the men telling the other to go in, while the other argues that tarot and palmistry is bullshit anyway. Seconds later, a man in crutches angrily storms in, sitting down in front of you with a huff.

The other man follows, sitting down and calmly straightening out his black skirt while the first rages on about the stupidity of all of this.

“Hello.” You greet simply. “Do you want your cards read or not?”

“He does, yes. My brother is just a little stubborn in these things.” The taller man cuts in.

“I don’t need someone to tell me that there will be a car parked on the handicap spot again in a few weeks.” The man with crutches hissed.

“What’s your name?” you continue calmly, as if he isn’t going on a rampage against what you’re about to do.

“Ivar. This idiot is my brother Hvitserk.” He replies, pointing behind him.

Beginning to shuffle the cards, you take your time committing Ivar to memory. He’s handsome in a dangerous type of way. The kind of man that would hold a knife to your throat out of jealousy.

Lying out the cards in front of you, you catch him glance at you.

“How long is this going to take?” he demands.

“Depends on how interesting you are.” You shrug.

“I am interesting, thank you very much.” Ivar snaps.

“You are.” You confirm, motioning to the cards. “It says here that you’ve had a few past lives, in all of which you struggled to make romantic connections due to your brashness. Like in this life.”

Ivar falls silent, and Hvitserk gives him a side-eyed glance that you recognize as a brotherly “I-told-you-so”.

“Is that right?” he mutters.

“Yeah. You don’t fall in love easy, because you don’t trust easy. And you struggle with your confidence and love life due to your legs. You think they make you unlovable. On the bright side, the self-hatred isn’t as strong as in your past lives. Especially your viking past life was bad. Everyone around you judged you for them.”

“Do you see any romance in his future?” Hvitserk asked.

“Yeah, I do, actually. Not too far from now.” You reply.

“See, that’s good news.” He tells his brother, who only rolls his eyes.

“You have a bad habit of anger outbursts.” You continue, unbothered. “Which is why you’re clenching your fist under my table. That’s habitual from your past lives as well.”

“Anything else you want to criticize?” the man in front of you snaps.

“No, I was about to come to the good parts of you actually. You’re fiercely loyal, especially to Hvitserk and your mother. You’re a fighter too, and you’ll defend those you care about to an extreme extent. You’re a family man – or well, you want to be. Partly because you believe in legacy and partly because you want to do better than your father.”

“Do me!” Hvitserk exclaims enthusiastically.

“Are you sure?” you ask, shuffling the cards again. Hvitserk nods, handing over the payment for four readings – an atrocious amount for the fact he’s only getting two.

“So, let’s see…” you begin, laying down the cards in front of you again. Immediately, the Fool draws your eyes.

“You’re an optimist, even though you’ve gotten to incredibly low points in your life. You believe in second chances, because you’ve needed them yourself. You’re also loyal, and in many of your past lives, you’ve been connected to Ivar. This isn’t the first time the two of you are brothers either. You struggle with finding balance, and tend to draw things into the extreme, but you’re good with making friends and connections, making up for your brother’s introspective personality.”

“That cuts it pretty close.” Hvitserk nods. “Now, about Ivar’s future love life.”

“Yes?” you reply.

“Has he met this person yet?” Hvitserk asks. Using your pendulum, you try to give him the best answer you can.

“He has. Though they haven’t been acquainted long. Their relationship will be a paradox of ideas, but they’ll complement each other well.”

“And will they go to a coffee shop for their first date?” Hvitserk asks.

“That’s a little too specific and trivial.” You reply. “But they’ll go on a date soon.”

“You know, our mother practiced Old Norse paganism.” He said. “She had a knack for fortune telling, and she always says I’m the one who inherited her gift.”

“Really?” you ask.

“Yeah. In fact, my intuition is currently telling me that Ivar and his new relationship needs a little help.” Hvitserk continues. Ivar’s eyes snap to his brother, as if he is expecting something, and you can see the idea forming in his head.

“Actually, Ivar would love to take you out for sushi sometime. He loves seafood, and so do you, so it’s perfect! Alternatively, he’d be happy with pizza as well.”

“Declining isn’t on the table, I suppose?” you say jokingly. Ivar shakes his head almost immediately, before staring at the floor.

“This tent is stuffy anyway. So, sushi tonight, Ivar?”

“I’d love to.” He manages. Hvitserk srcibbles down his phonenumber on a piece of paper, but before he can finish, Ivar snatches it from him.

“No one can read that shit.” He snorts, elegantly writing his number down for you.

“I’ll send you the address.” Ivar says, a little more confident. “Be there.”

“I will.” You promise. Who would’ve thought you’d be so terrible at seeing your own future?

[lady06reaper]

Alright yall, serious post, my hand has very bad nerve damage and it's going through a bad episode right now. And I'm going on a personal trip so I won't be writing, BUT yall can still send in requests, I just won't get to them until I'm able to.

my mood atm

[lady06reaper]

getting stoned with kenny mccormick.

you settled into your bed with kenny, a rolling tray in his lap as he rolled using the hello kitty papers you bought.

“these are cute, but I can't believe you paid like 25 bucks for them,” he shook his head disappointedly. you lightly tapped him on the arm while you watched him settle the green bud into the pink paper.

“i like everything to be cute, don't be judgy.” you scrunched up your face, he chuckled as he kissed your nose.

“whatever babe.”

౨ৎㅤ

time passed as you smoked joint after joint, the two of you scrambled into the kitchen. grabbing every snack you could find in the cabinets, which you did that kenny made some grilled cheese sandwiches. his favorite high snack.

the two you climbed back into bed, surrounded by food and the drinks you brought from the fridge.

“let’s watch a movie!” you offered as you shoved a handful of chips in your mouth. feeling ad though you couldn't get enough.

you looked over to him who had already somehow ate his sandwich and was now eating sour skittles by the bag.

“let’s watch dazed and confused!” he exclaimed around the candy he was chewing. you settled into bed watching the film and cuddling into kenny’s side, his arm wrapped around you.

౨ৎ

as the movie persisted, you laid on your stomach hands proping up your head. it wasn't too long before you felt kenny’s warm hands massaging your ass.

then you felt theough pressure of his bulge against your ass, “you look so hot like this, baby, basically on display for me.”

it didn't take long for him to get you ready. then his cock stretching your hole.

“just watch the movie, baby, pay no mind to me,” he all but moaned into your ear, making you clench around him.

“how am i s’pposed to pay attention, when you're making me feel so good?” you whined back which only egged him on.

it wasnt long before you were coming on his cock, your fingers against your clit rubbing yourself over the edge. and he came with hot, white ropes in your cunt.

he helped clean you up, showering you with praise before the two of you passed out, only to wake up and start the cycle all over again.

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[lady06reaper]

Burning Rage.

The smut drabbles continue! Now it’s time for a little Viking action :D Ragnar Lothbrok - “I don’t give a fuck that we don’t like each other. Take off your clothes. Now.” For @princessphilly​ 

You despise him. The feeling is completely mutual too, the only reason you are forced to be within one another’s presence being the fact that your father, an earl within Ragnar’s kingdom, pledged three ships full of fighting men and women in order to successfully raid with. He’s good friends with your father, but you two have never gotten along.  

You do not like being told what to do, even when the order comes from your own king. He somewhat lets you get away with it, though, being that you are a valuable shield maiden to him. One evening as you sit with your fellow warriors, he catches your eye from the next group over, jerking his head back and making a motion with his hand that he wishes for you to follow him as he rises from his seat at the fire.  

You glower in his wake for a few seconds before finally following, Ragnar turning to make sure you are there, exchanging much the same look of displeasure. Entering his tent, he lingers for a few moments before closing the fastening, walking over to the floor bed and turning to face you.

“Take off your clothes.”  

You frown, startled by such a request, looking on at him incredulously.  

“I’m waiting.”  

“And I’m not taking my clothes off.”

“I’m your king, and I have just given you an order.”

“But we hate each other. Why on earth would you want to see me naked?”

“So I can throw you on this bed and fuck a smile on your face, you miserable bitch.”

“I reiterate, we hate each other, so why would you want that?”

He sighs, annoyance with you rising sharply, as usual. “I don’t give a fuck that we don’t like each other. Take off your clothes. Now.” You frown with venom as you undress, hating that you’re caving to his command. You have no choice, though. He is your king, after all. You guess it isn’t all bad, though. Hate him you might, but you have to admit, even though the acrimonious resent, he’s one of the most attractive men your eyes have ever beheld,  

Once naked, you walk closer to him, your chin tilted upward in defiance. He takes in your nakedness, his mouth tilting into a smile, his eyes glittering with desire.  

“It would almost be an uncomfortable juxtapose, to revile someone so fucking beautiful. But such would be pointless, as I plan to do nothing but enjoy you, despite how I feel,” he tells you, reaching for your waist, his fingers stroking swirly patters across your warm flesh.  

You huff, rolling your eyes. “You talk too much.”

“I do?”

“Yes, Ragnar. Shut the fuck up.”

Raising his eyebrows, his hands suddenly grip, pulling you hard against his chest. “Make me.”  

With your mouth crashing against his in a heated exchange, you do just that. Oh, and it’s criminal, how good it feels, how expertly he kisses you, how he feels against you, your breath hitching in your throat as his hand moves to tease at your folds, grunting with desire when he feels that you’re wet for him already.  

Your hands paw, mouths devouring with hungry, lusty kisses, Ragnar’s swift skill stroking you to an absolute froth between your legs before he pulls you astride him down onto the bed, your joint effort freeing his cock from his thick, leather britches and straight into the snug hug of your hot cunt.  

“Fuck,” he growls, biting your lip, his tongue soon to push into your mouth again as his hands clasp at you, one at your hip, the other tangling in your hair. “See? There is nothing better than sex with someone you absolutely cannot stand.”

“I’m inclined to agree, my liege.”  

“That’s the first time you’ve ever acknowledged me as such.”

Smirking, you pull away from his mouth, pressing your hands into his hard, wide chest and flattening him to the bed. “And it’ll be the last, too.” Sitting up, your spread yourself a little wider, slipping down until you’ve sheathed him to the hilt, your cunt split so wide by the hot mass of his erection. Fuck, he feels too good. How dare he be that beautiful a man, and have a cock that feels like that.

“Stop resenting the fact you enjoy me and just enjoy me.” Grabbing the tops of your arms, he hauls you down, kissing you ferociously as his big arms tighten around you, hips driving up against you strongly, fucking you with keen gusto and having you wailing helplessly against his mouth.  

You only break those magmatic kisses for long enough to shed him of his tunic and britches, needing him naked, sinking back onto his gloriously thick cock and riding him hard, feeling him hitting your summit so deeply, little shocks skitter through you. He sits up beneath you, sucking and biting on your nipples in turn, the blue fire of his eyes shining brighter than you’ve ever seen as he watches you intently. “You fuck like a beast,”

“Well, if there’s anything I am to agree with you upon,” you smile, watching him return it.  

“Finally, I’ve found something you do not argue with me about, you feisty mare.”

“What the fuck did you just call me?”

“You are feisty, like a mare in heat. Just as difficult also.”  

“Fuck you!”  

“I believe you are doing an excellent job of fucking me already.” You both share laughter, Ragnar silencing you with his mouth, turning you over and pinning you down at your neck, pounding you with nothing short of barbarity, taking out every little bit of rage he’s ever felt that has been invoked by you, just as you move back against him with intensity and assiduity matched.  

An anger fuck, You’ve never had one before, but you know as your crest swells and you shatter for him, lying in a panting, sweaty, entangled mess in the aftermath, it shan’t be your last.  

You also know that perhaps, you don’t quite hate your king so much any longer. The way he kisses you as he strokes your sweaty neck signifies that feeling is entirely mutual, too.  

[lady06reaper]

Me again!

Football Team!South Park reacting to Kenny's Popular Cheerleader Partner Reader.

Like Reader has the cheer team cheer out Kenny's name at one point and it leads to the whole football team finding out about Kenny and reader.

:p

-Marshmellow

heheheheheheheeheh

you don't realize how much I love football AUs so thank you Marshmallow for fulfilling my addiction

you cant convince me otherwise that Kenny ties his hair up for practices and games

You and Karen always do his hair the morning of a Friday night game

and tonight was the championship playoff, if they win this game then they advance forward

you were wearing your South Park Cows cheerleading outfit wishing you could wear Kennys jersey

(not) coincidently his number was 69 and thats how he stood out on the field so if you were to wear it everyone would be shocked, especially your fellow cheerleaders

you guys couldn't even sit on the bus together to away games

Kenny knew you were tired of hiding it and so was he if he was being honest

but he didn't want to say anything due to your popularity, its not that your popularity meant more than Kenny, it's just that he didn't care if his reputation was ruined

at the playoff game, you had the girls cheer off the boys names to give them more encouragement

who didn't want hot cheerleaders shouting their names?

when it came to Kennys name you were shouting the loudest, and everyone only heard you doing the cheer

it didn't take long for the girls to pick up on the relationship

the quick glances at Kenny's muscles, his quick glances up your skirt when you doing flying drills

it was pretty obvious

they didn't confront you about it, more like asked about it and said all the typical things about Kenny that they've heard

"He's a man whore"

"All he wants is sex"

yea yea you've heard it all before

Kenny noticed the girls looking at him and talking to you

welp shit, the cats out of the bag

after winning the game, Kenny truly said fuck it and ran up to you

"We did it babe! We won! We're advancing!" Kenny picked you up by your waist and spun you around. He dropped you back on your feet and kissed you passionately. The football team had mixed reactions, some where shocked, some expected it, and Eric Cartman was jealous that Kenny could bag someone as hot as you and he can't even get Lisa Burger to look in his direction.

Monday morning at school you guys held hands as you walked through the school proudly wearing Kennys jersey over a hoodie of yours. Everyone congratulated Kenny on the win and said yall were a cute couple and a good pair. The popular cheerleader dating the football player.

Bonus: Imagine kenny wearing your cheerleading outfit while you're wearing his jersey

#south park x reader #south park #kenny mccormick x reader #football au

[lady06reaper]

Wiping away their kisses

Ragnar: He'll laugh and smile, then he'll jokingly chase you around, trying to kiss you again, though he's pretty much pretending to put in any effort into it. Once he's caught you, he'll wrap you up in his arms, and kiss you on the neck instead.

Athelstan: "What are you doing?" He can't help but ask as he frowns at the act of wiping away a kiss. He is not happy about you being playful, especially when it comes to something as intimate as a kiss. He sees this as a sign of you not valuing the connection you have, and it bothers him.

Floki: His grin spreads wide at this like he's finding the situation hilarious. He lets his lips curl into a lopsided smile before leaning back slightly and playfully sticking his tongue out at you, teasing you. He winks and giggles, "I guess you're just not into it, huh?" His voice is teasing but playful.

Lagertha: She'll chuckle to herself, secretly entertained by the playful gesture. She'll lean forward and press her lips against yours once again, enjoying the feel of your skin against her own. When you playfully wipe it away again, she grins and says in a teasing voice, "I'll keep kissing you until you're too overwhelmed to wipe them away anymore."

Aslaug: She'll laugh after knowing it was a joke, and give a teasing look, then pull you close again and softly kiss your lips. She'll whisper, "Who said I was done yet?"

Bjorn: Is annoyed at first, but he quickly becomes playful and grabs your hands, preventing you from wiping away any more kisses. He leans in and slowly kisses your cheeks, lips, and finally neck. He'll release your hands and trail his fingers along your body, gently squeezing your hip before backing away.

Ubbe: A look of playful annoyance crosses his face. But that quickly turns into a devilish smirk. When you go to wipe away another kiss, he gently grabs your hands and pulls you closer so you can't.

Hvitserk: If you playfully wipe away a kiss, he would playfully pretend to be offended, then he would playfully grab your arms and pull you into another kiss while saying in a playfully playful tone, "You can't get rid of me that easily."

Sigurd: "What are you doing?" He'll laugh to hide his embarrassment and playfully reach for another kiss. He moves closer to you and wraps his arms around you, pulling you in close. With one hand, he'll cup your chin and lean in close. He'll gaze into your eyes and gently kiss you again, taking his time and letting your lips softly brush against each other.

Ivar: He gives you a playful glare, letting his lips curl into a small smirk. "Oh, you're asking for it now." He leans forward, putting his hands on your hips, and starts kissing you again.

Halfdan: He smirked at the little trick you tried to play on him. He then leaned forward and wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed you passionately, deeply, and repeatedly as he runs his fingers through your hair, leaving strands of it disheveled as he does so.

Harald: He would look you in the eyes and smile, leaning in to kiss you again. He takes your hand and gently pulls you close. He'll whisper in your ear: "I couldn't help myself, darling - your lips are too irresistible to resist." As he kisses you again, more deeply this time, and gently bites your bottom lip before pulling away. He looks deep into your eyes and whispers again, "Let's not be play tonight, shall we?"

[lady06reaper]

Viking x Viking Single mom reader (also reason I keep saying Viking is cus I don't mind which one you choose lolz)

Reader is super protective of her children. Before being married to Viking she had to travel alone with her kin, killing for them and protecting them with her life.

She is also not used to relying on her now husband/boyfriend for things. Often forgetting she can have help with hard tasks.

(bonus if her children are equally as protective lol)

- Marshmellow 🤍 :3

lord, I'm hitting a huge writers block with this for each viking, so this is a general HC, applies to all and any viking you'd wish

you and your children were so used to it just being you guys alone without the interference of any man

so when your viking showed up and entered your lives, things turned upside down

all the chores you and your kin had to complete before sleeping?

already done

dinner that had to be cooked?

on the table waiting to be devoured

everything that needed to be done was done when you got home

you were a little apprehensive at first, not used to someone else doing everything for you

your children were worse about than you were

the bed the viking spent time on straightening?

messed before they got in it to make sure there were no blades hiding in the covers

the supper he slaved over making?

not eaten due to them thinking he poisoned it

it was a bit of a shock your kin were behaving like this, but you understood completely

though, you had to admit, coming home to chores done, a hot meal, and a comfy made bed was very nice but not something you got used to

the viking knew you could do everything by yourself, but because you had been alone for some time now he wanted to spoil you and relieve your stresses

the only stress that he couldn't relieve was your children's feeling towards him

but that went away with time as he proved to them that he was on their side and not the enemy

they learned he just wanted to make life easier for you guys, not harder

the viking did ruin the kids work ethic a bit by doing their chores for them so they could go play

but honestly it was refreshing seeing your kids play instead of working

you were grateful for this viking coming into your lives, for he changed it for the better and chased away the loneliness that plagued you

#vikings x reader #vikings imagine

[lady06reaper]

Viking x Sweetheart reader. Who on the outside is a big sweetheart who wouldn't hurt a fly. Said Viking got her from a village.

Only when alone with her husband does she cuss like a sailor and scream when she wants to. Just a overall temper (Viking finds it hot tho-)

She also acts like this around her kids (if she has any) and her kids are absolutely flabbergasted to see how their mom acts outside of home. Often getting secretly slapped upside the head when they say something smart only to realize no one saw it.

- Marshmellow (bit of a crackfic lol)

ya know, this the OPPOSITE of me, I'll cuss anytime, it's only when I'm alone I'm a total "sweetheart"

NSFW lines are slashed, the rest is SFW besides the cussing

HOW THE RAGNARSONS REACT TO YOU HAVING THE MOUTH OF A SAILOR

Bjorn wouldn't know it was coming, you were the sweet and doting wife, helping neighbors and playing with the local children

Your were a delicate flower in his eyes, but he knew you could hold your own when need be

Until you came home and slammed your dagger into the table where he was eating

"That mother fucking no tits asshole of a cunt! Who the hell does she think she is?! Talking about my damn husband in that fucking manner!"

his hand stopped mid path to his opened mouth, his eyebrows rose away from his widened eyes

did he hear that correctly? or was the mead taking effect already?

he stayed like that for a few moments until you snapped at him to say something

"Your mouth, where'd you learn to talk like that?"

little to Bjorns knowledge, you had always had that vocabulary, it just only came out when you were pissed

not to mention you prefer to keep the innocent facade up in public, but that doesn't you can't flip the switch if you get pushed more than what you did that day

More occurrences like this happened, though he was prepared to just let you go and cool off

that doesn't mean he didn't help you let out your frustrations with sex either

Now he knew that this delicate flower of his was poisonous

Ubbe had a feeling that that mouth of yours was dirty, he just never witnessed it

unless you were going down on him

the feeling stayed dormant for the longest time, until he came home to the long house turned upside down

furniture was strewn across from its original places, some were broken too

You were sitting on the throne throwing daggers at a table you had propped up on its side, cussing every time the enlarged knives left your hands

"That *thud* little dicked *thud* no balls *thud* bastard child *thud* of a fucking merchant! *thud*"

he now knew his feeling was right, as they normally were

he was grateful you ran out of daggers when he reached you, or otherwise he feared one would end up in him

he didn't need no explanation, he knew that the merchant you were lewdly referring to must've tried something on you to woo you away from him, it wasn't the first time, but you were so sweet in public that you didn't want to ruin your public look by cussing the man out in public

no words were spoken as he picked you up bridal style and carried you over to the bathtub where you and Ubbe would share a relaxing soak

Ivar knew from the start that you had a mouth, there was no way you were as innocent as you portrayed

there was always two sides to sword, he just hasn't seen your sharper, more deadlier side

until he about took your blade to his throat when he approached you in the woods while you were hacking a tree with your sword

"What's the matter my dove?" Ivar cocked his head to the side.

"That god damn fish fucking tree humping shit eating whore of woman your brother keeps closely by his side! Bitch tried to say my form was wrong during training!"

and there was your sharper edge

Ivar never understood why you kept this side hidden, especially from him

he figured it was a threat to everyone to have your meaner side out in public, and keep your softer side for him only

but Ivar wasn't you, you preferred to keep this side a secret incase you truly needed it

he thought it was hot watching those profanities drip from your mouth

like his cum did last night when you two were fucking

but, I also know that if he encouraged the sailor talk he would also receive it too, which would most likely turn into a battle of who can come up with the worst names

he liked the fiery side of you and wished you would show it more often

the villagers did not as they heard every cuss word that came out of your mouth, including the whore

#vikings #vikings x reader #bjorn ironside x reader #bjorn ironside #ubbe x reader #ubbe ragnarsson #ivar the boneless x reader #ivar the boneless

[lady06reaper]

football!popular!bully!stan x f!reader hc

dark!fic !!! i dont condone this behavior irl.

masterlist | cowrote by @bro-flov-ski

football!popular!bully!stan who pins you against lockers and looks down at you in disgust

football!popular!bully!stan who fucks you in his car after school and degrades you

“no one will ever fuck you like i do.”

football!popular!bully!stan who makes you sneak out at night to go for late night drives with you

football!popular!bully!stan who makes you do his homework

football!popular!bully!stan who flips up your skirt and whistles at you

“i’m the closest to love you'll ever get.”

football!popular!bully!stan who makes you sit in his lap in the cafeteria

football!popular!bully!stan who gets hard when you cry

football!popular!bully!stan makes you stand under the bleachers at his games so no one can see you

“god, you're so gross. I can't believe I'm fucking you.”

football!popular!bully!stan who pulls your hair and then when you whine he calls u a whore

football!popular!bully!stan who makes you send him nudes and then keeps them in a locked folder on his phone

football!popular!bully!stan who forces u to smoke weed with him and then fucks you while you're greened out

“dirty little whore”

football!popular!bully!stan who uses your nudes as blackmail to get you to blow him in the janitor's closet

football!popular!bully!stan who threatens any guy that tries to ask you out

one time butters said you were hot and stan almost beat him within an inch of his life

“who the fuck do you belong to”

football!popular!bully!stan who fucks you against under the bleachers and laughs at you when you whine about being dirty

football!popular!bully!stan who spits in your mouth and makes you swallow it

football!popular!bully!stan who grips your face and makes you look him in the eyes while he degrades you

"awww you gonna cry? dumb bitch"

football!popular!bully!stan who makes you ride his thigh to cum

football!popular!bully!stan who loves to knock your books out of your hands in the hallway

football!popular!bully!stan who pulls your hair and makes fun of you when you whine

“go ahead and cry for me, make me cum, baby”

football!popular!bully!stan who trips you if you miss one of his games

“your pussy loves me, doll.”

[lady06reaper]

Requests you ask for 👀.

I shall give. Viking x Reader

Where said character(s) react to their wife having to defend their children from a bear/forest creature. And easily defeating it. Going from complete deadly killer to momma bear who's hugging her sweet children close.

Love a feral momma bear. - marshmellow

So I really only see this prompt as Bjorn and Ubbe with the kid part BUT since Ivar has a special place in my heart I'll write him with kids as well

HOW THE RAGNARSONS REACT TO YOU FENDING OFF A CRITTER TO SAVE YOUR CHILDREN

THIS IS THE LOOK YOU GET YOU AND YOU CHILDREN ARE STRUGGLING TO HAUL A BEAR CARCASS TO KATTEGAT

LIKE WHAT!?

Bjorn was definitely worried, like why was his beloved and their children carrying a dead bear? Are yall alright?!

"Wife! Are you okay? What happened?" Bjorn rose from his seat on the porch and ran over to you and your kin.

You huffed and threw the bear's head and front arms down to the ground, your kids followed suit and laid down on the ground with the dead bear.

"What happened, Bjorn, is that we were hunting and this foul, loathsome, lowlife, bear thought he could harm us. Jokes on it, we're having a feast tonight!" You roared so all of Kattegat could hear you, everyone around cheered in delight.

"That is quite a feat Y/N," Bjorn looked down at the bear and got a thought. He took your hand and led you up on the porch of the great hall, your children followed their dad up there with you. "Everyone, I would like to introduce you to my wife once more as Y/N Bear-Killer!" Bjorn raised your hand up with his as everyone celebrated and congratulated you. Your kids hugged your legs as their congratulations to you, you bent down and embraced them. Everyone, including the woodland critters, knew now not to mess with you, especially your children.

Out of the corner of Ubbe's eye he saw you and your children hauling a moose in a pull wagon... or at least trying to

First of all, you didn't have the pull wagon when you left so when did you come back and grab it?

Second, WHERE THE HELL DID THE DEAD MOOSE COME FROM?!

He had to do a double take on it to make sure it wasn't an illusion by the Trickster God Loki

"Love! What happened? Are you and the children alright?" You sighed and dropped the handles to the cart, the moose slid off of it to the ground. Your children were small enough to sit in the moose's antler, so sit they did, tired from helping their momma.

"I'm fine, nothing but a long soak with herbs won't fix. But this here moose is obviously not alright for it is dead, a punishment for attempting to hurt us," You stretched out your sore and tired muscles, that soak was really starting to sound good.

"Oh my brave, yet crazy wife, I'm glad you are alright, but when did you get the pull cart?"

"Oh that? We borrowed it from a farmer nearby, by the time we would've came here and back to the carcass it would've been already claimed by the wolves," you shrugged as if it was self-explanatory. You beckoned your kids over to you by kneeling and opening your arms, they ran towards you and as soon as they reached you, you picked them up in your arms. "Now, if you'll excuse me, your very strong children and I would like a bath and a nap. Go ahead and clean the moose, we feast tonight."

You turned on your heel and walked towards the long house, leaving a shocked Ubbe staring at your back. Did all of that really just happen?

I feel like Ivar would get horny if he knew you took down a huge ass wolf (which explains the second pic)

like the first one is "Wow, my wife took down that wolf, who's almost as big as Fenrir? Damn that's hot"

The wolf slung across your shoulders was heavy, but you had no other means of carrying it, and the pelt would make a nice cloak or blanket for your kin. You walked through Kattegat with your child in tow, they were concerned for your wellbeing, but you assured them you were fine. Ivar watched as you hauled the wolf up to the long house, not bothering to get up knowing you were as strong as Freyja. You dropped the wolf at his feet and fell into his open arms and lap.

" It seems you had an eventful hunt, love," Ivar wrapped his arms around your waist, but before he could get comfortable your child crawled up into your lap, it's a good thing Ivar can't feel your combined weight, only the presence.

"Yes, indeed we did, what do you think little one? Should we use the pelt as a blanket, or turn it into a cloak?" The child pondered before saying their answer. "Blanket it is then," you kissed their forehead and let them go. "Now run along and go get Uncle Bjorn, he'll help you turn the wolf into a nice blanket." You smiled as they slid down Ivars legs and ran to get Bjorn.

"Are you alright my love?" Ivar looked over your upper body as he rubbed circles into your lower back.

"Yes, husband, nothing like a good back massage won't fix," you leaned into his touch, being comforted by Ivar was definitely something you needed right now. Ivar gave you a mischievous look through his eyelashes.

"Instead of a massage," he started. "How about I break your back?"

#vikings x reader #vikings #bjorn ironside x reader #bjorn x reader #bjorn #bjorn ironside #ubbe x reader #ubbe ragnarsson #ivar the boneless x reader #ivar the boneless

[lady06reaper]

Lemme correct the last anon post I made

Pegging anyone South Park? (still aged up, obvi)

I am sorry, but I don't feel comfortable writing pegging. BUT if you wanted a different NSFW prompt I can do that! so sorry for any inconvenience

[lady06reaper]

Thank you for the requests

if you sent in a request today I'll get to it tomorrow, rn it's 10:46 pm and I've had a VERY long day, but please do keep them requests coming! from the most simple to the most complicated I'll do em!

have an angsty teen octopus as thank you for all the support

[lady06reaper]

Oh! Maybe Weaponmaker!reader who works for Mafia leader Kenny? Like while Kenny's all dangerous and proper. Reader is all mechanic and also dangerous lol.

Like imagine one of those weapon makers you see on side quests during a playthrough game. Always wearing gloves and a mysterious cape only to be hella lot when they take it off 👀 - marshmellow

this reminds me of the merchant from RE4, like all dangerous and mysterious but in a sexy way

Mafia Leader!Kenny x Weapon Smith!Reader

Yall met when Kenny was first starting out in the mafia, you were an experienced weapons Smith who saw potential in kenny

but of course to keep the mystery you didn't show your face to kenny until he became the leader

but oh my you two were a fierce couple when it came to taking down other mafias

your weapons combined with his tactics

lord help whoever was in your path

but when you did show your face he was amazed, like how did that face make all those powerful weapons?

You were in his office he called The Den, where all business took place. He had called you in discuss the newest weapons you were able to get ahold of and modify to your advantages.

"The new semi auto shotties and extended pistol mags are here, but they need work which I can't do until I get that new steel alloy," you sat on his desk while he looked over your blue prints for your latest ideas.

"I'll have my men locate and obtain a shipment for you," he waved his hand and all of his men within The Den left, leaving you and Kenny. He wasn't intimidating to you, you saw him grow from nothing to having everything.

"Now onto more pressing matters my precious weapons smith," he folded his hands and leaned his chin on them to support his head. "I've known you since I was a weakling, and yet, I don't know you at all, why is that?" You gulped down the saliva that gathered in your mouth due to nervousness.

"I like my privacy sir, it's what keeps me in my status."

He hummed in understanding. "I understand that, but you've known me for awhile, I think it's time you return the favor of letting me to get to know you."

You sighed, your head dropped and you realized he was right. You stood up off the desk, and looked him in the eyes through your mask. Your hands shakily came up to your mask, you clicked the buttons on your ears to release the seel. The veil was lifted, and Kenny's eyes squinted as if he was upset with how you looked.

"Are you mad sir?"

"Quite the opposite, why hide such a face behind a mask?" He leaned back in his chair to take you all in. You couldn't tell if it was out of curiosity, or hunger.

"Well, with my mask on I'm the feared weapon smith, without it I'm my own person. I like to keep the two separate."

Kenny nodded in agreement, understanding why you would want to keep the two separate. You wanted your own life away from the mafia, if only Kenny could have that luxury.

"Come here," he patted his lap, you hesitated at first, but after the reassurance of him not going to bite you, you walked over and sat on his lap. "I want to get a good look at my right hand."

Kenny took your face between his palms and moved your head around to look at every nook and cranny your features had to offer. He paused with you facing him, his eyes drifted down to your lips, then back up to your orbs. He opened his mouth to ask permission, but before words came out you nodded yes, too scared to dive in first. Your lips met in a soft kiss, Kenny treated you like you were fragile considering this was new territory to him and you. You separated and looked at each other, his eyes were hooded from the kiss, you both panted trying catch your breaths. A smirk graced his face, which only means bad things, or so you thought.

"Let me get to know you better, strip."

#south park #south park x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick

[lady06reaper]

More requests (me have lots of ideas but zero writing skills-)

South Park meeting reader who is like hella countrysided. Like hunting, fishing, accent, even has a few horses and a farm she goes to occasionally.

Or how they would react to being kicked off a horse lmao. - Marshmellow

MARSHMELLOW YOU SPOIL ME! 5 REQUESTS BACK TO BACK!? ofc I'm doing the south park ones first bc I need to think on the vikings ones, and also I'm more familiar with country stuff

we'll do the main four x country!reader platonically

On the first day of school you show up in dusty steel toe boots, Wrangler jeans, and a beat up hoodie

of course you stood out, and of course Mr. Garrison told the main four to show you around (and be your friend)

"So uh, where are you from?"

"Texas, much colder 'ere than there but atleast it ain't wind cold!"

the boys looked so confused when your accent busted out

like huh? what did you just say?

"Texas? so yer a hick? do you fuck your cousins?"

"SHUT UP FATASS! OF COURSE SHE DOESNT FUCK HER COUSINS!"

you were taken aback by Eric and Kyle's outbursts

but being from Texas meant you had a mouth of your own

"Now listen 'ere tubby tubby, I ain't no damn hick, yer thinking of more east than Texas. and fer fucking my cousins that's some Alabama shit that I don't partake in. You insult my culture one more damn time and I'll hog tie you up in a tree fer the wild kitties to play with. We got an understandin'?"

that shut him up right quick

after that you invite the boys over to your ranch where horses and cattle roam free

Kenny loved all the taxidermied animals that were hung on the wall, all shot and killed by you and your dad

the others... not so much, it mostly creeped them out that you have a wild boar hanging on the wall, stuffed or not

you ever seen that video where the guy in the bathroom is touching a taxidermied deers balls and gets caught?

yea that's Eric in your bathroom when he sees a bucks ass sitting above your toilet on the wall

"You boys wanna do some real cowboying? we got a young bronco that needs broken in and you fellas are gonna help"

when they got out to the ring and saw the young bronco they all thought oh this won't be so bad

until they saw you get bucked off of it

eyes wide jaws dropped

CARTMAN: he didn't even last as long as you did on the little guy

"I WANT MY MUUUUUM!"

STAN: he was freaked out but kept a level head, he lasted for a decent time but still got bucked off

"How the hell do you do this? My whole body is screaming!"

KYLE: he was like Stan, except he vocally expressed his fear by screaming the entire time

"GET ME OFF THIS DAMN THING!"

KENNY: for shits and giggles Kenny once rode a mechanical bull so this wasn't different... except it was a live young bronco who was much meaner

"oh my God! the horse killed kenny!"

"you bastard!"

you as a being was a total culture shock to them, but all in all yall remain good friends, and somehow you keep Eric in place with the hog tie threat every time

#south park #south park x reader #kenny mccormick #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #eric cartman

[lady06reaper]

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Thank you for all the love and support! keep yourself healthy ya heathens!

-Lady06Reaper

#south park #south park x reader #fanfiction #oneshot #vikings x reader #devil may cry x reader #vikings #devil may cry