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[laketaj24]

All Hail Your New King

Author’s Note:  Laketa J Thirst 💦👅Day Continues with a birthday fic for the lovely @vikingsbifrost. I love your blog, you stay up to date with everything! If you don’t follow her, go follow her!!!!!!! She’s amazingly sweet!!! My taglist and requests are open!!! I hope you all enjoy!!! There is more in the queue. I’ve only just begun. (This series will be what I wish would have happened instead of Freydis, granted I still think she’s okay.)

Warnings: Mild Smut, Dubcon

Vikings Masterlist

“I am Ivar the Boneless!!! I am a son of Ragnar Lodbrok! All Hail Your New King!”  But he wasn’t new to you. You looked back at the son of Ragnar on the chariot. He appeared to look much different from when he left, the short brown hair that never hit his neck draped down his back, the once soft eyes cold with the war of spilled blood. You’d heard, everyone had. He’d killed Sigurd. You’d never been the biggest fan of him, but he was a son of Ragnar Lodbrok as well, his act was to you treasonous.

The people bowed to their new king and you took to the small walkaway next to the hall, the further away from the chaos the better you might be. You move to your home near the edge of Kattegat and start the fire. You had several cousins in Hedeby and an aunt and Uncle who would love to have you there. This was no longer home. You started to pack your things, it was nothing much. The furs, dresses and axe of your father had given you before he left from the last raid.

“Leaving?” The door creaked open and your old friend reared his head. Hvitserk, the quietest of the brothers but not the way you knew him. “Y/N?”

You trudge your feet along the dirt floors. “To visit my aunt and uncle in Hedeby for a while.”

“Your departure is just as we arrive.” His face looked saddened as he sat down on the small stool in front of the wooden table. He helped himself to some of the mead on the table. “But I am sad to say, my brother wishes to have an audience with you.”

“Sad to say?” You scoffed. “You and your little brother destroyed our army and ran away Lagertha. I wish not to speak to either of you to be quite honest. I planned to visit them upon the next full moon, but I was delayed due to a battle.” He knew of what you referred to, the first battle that they lost. “I will not grant the King his audience, send him my sympathies.”

“You know well as I do that Ivar does not take well to no, there are four guardsmen outside your door. You can come back with me and feast in the great hall among friends or Ivar will have your hands bound and tossed in the back of a wagon like a corpse.”

The first option he gave was the path you took. You followed him to the Great Hall, where the celebrations had begun, and the warriors were drunk off their asses. You take a seat next to Hvitserk and he notices you immediately. Ivar gives you a small wave and you roll your eyes in return, tipping the cup of ale till it was empty and the sweetness had flooded your taste buds. He continued to signal for you, but you took it upon yourself to ignore him. Why did he deserve your attention? The Ivar you knew was a little bit kinder than hanging those bodies in the street. Men you knew your whole life, as did he.

“He wants you over there.”

“I see him.” You answer Hvitserk.

“Don’t make him come over here, I do not wish to see my brother angry. Plus, he’s annoying.” Hvitserk gives you a small push and you are on your feet, moving people to reach the throne.

You take your seat next to him and it’s apparent he’s inebriated. “Ivar.”

“Y/N, how nice of you to join us,” He touches Harald’s leg. “This is Y/N, we were friends once upon a time but apparently things have shifted between us. She doesn’t like me now that I am King.”

“You sound more like a drunkard than a King.”

Harald laughs and the distinct scowl on Ivar’s face is evident. “I like her Ivar.”

“Shut up.” Ivar says to you. “I won’t you in my chambers, I wish to talk to you, alone.” He glared at Harald before turning back to you. “Go.”

To defy him was not a choice, and you had little fight in you anyhow. You gather your dress and take to his chambers. You’d never seen the royal chambers of Kattegat before. They were cleaner than the homes of people. The crowd is loud, jeering and singing. It’s entertaining for a few minutes and then you have lost your nerve. You grab the stool from the middle of the floor and take it to the window. If you could climb out, you wouldn’t have to have this conversation with Ivar you’d been dreading.

You hike your dress up and push the wooden door on the window up. You would get out and leave for Hedeby like you intended to hours ago.

You pull yourself up and the distinct touch of the leather gloves grabs yours legs and yanks you to the ground. “Just where are you going so fast?”

“I didn’t see you there.” You stumble back against the wall. Ivar was standing. This was a new site. He was taller than you ever expected. You swallow. “You are standing.”

“I built myself braces.” He took a step and is other leg drug. As he made it onto the bed. “I could not be equal to my brothers always looking up to them, now could I?”

“I always thought of you equal, you didn’t have to conquer Kattegat to prove it.” You cleared your throat in hopes that you had not crossed the line. “But you won.”

“I did win.” He adds. “And I came here, and I said All Hail Your New King and every knee bowed but my only friend.” His eyes do not leave yours. “And I am given your back, your back Y/N.”

“I didn’t think you saw me.”

“You know as well as I do, I see everything. It’s all I’ve done my entire life, watch.”

“I apologize King Ivar.” The apology sounded anything but sincere.

“I wish that you would lie with me tonight.” His words are quick and his eyes are to the ground. “I missed you on our raids. And many nights I dreamed of you. I dreamed you slept with me.”

“Ivar.”

“Y/N, we have been dancing around this long enough. Before I left I stated my intentions to you. I told you that every part of you would belong to me upon my return. I had to avenge my father. Now I am back, you are mine now.”

“I am no ones. I do not plan to stay here.”

“Please, this would be easier to rule with a woman like you here with me. You are strong willed and smart. We could conquer the world you and I.”

“I will not ask again Y/N. I have told you how I have felt. Tell me yes and we shall have a wedding that the gods will cherish?”

“And if I decline you?”

“Then I will make you say yes.” He smiled and your lips curl into a smile. He always had a way of making you smile with the arrogance that made you want to slap him.

“Fine Ivar, I will say yes.”

“And you will lie with me…”

“I will share your bed.” You state, “Nothing more until we are married.”

“That is fine. Nothing more.”

 You take his offer of a warm bed and you two find sleep. Well, you do. His fingers tread along the curve of your thighs pushing your legs apart and your eyes widen to find him over you. “Shhh.” He whispers.

“Ivar.” You protest but his finger intrudes your entrance slowly at first. He remembered you were still untouched.  “I-,” The feeling is foreign but intriguingly exciting as he pushes his finger into you slowly and curls.

“I just want to hear the sounds you make when you cum.” He whispers and his fingers begin to move quicker, and you slicken around him. It’s easier for him to slide those digits so he stretches you further and places another finger inside of you. Your breath hitches and your rise from the bed. “Does it not feel good to cum for your king?”

You muster no words just cries of pleasure and squirming legs as the sensations of pleasure rush over your body and you scream. It was expected that he would stop, allow you to breathe and take in what just happened but Ivar doesn’t. Your cum drips down the slopes of your ass and he pushes in a third finger and increases the speed all while applying the perfect amount of pressure with the pad of his thumb. “Watch how your pussy will cry for me Y/N.” And you spasm at his words as the cum gushes from you and drenches the bed under you. Ivar stops satisfied with your reaction next to him. “The next time I say All hail your new King, and you turn your back from… I will make sure more than your pussy cries.” He warns the small threat hovers on his voice. “Is this understood?”

“Yes.”

His wet fingers grip your chin. “Yes, King Ivar.” He says through clenched teeth.

“Yes, King Ivar.” You respond with winded breath. Two things were certain. First, he was insane. Second, you would leave for Hedeby in the morning.”

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[lisinfleur]

Blog’s New Agenda

Hey guys! 

Since I’m making this blog some kind of a showcase of my writing work, and since I want to really make this work for real once writing is a passion for me and to work with it is a dream in my life, I decided to make it more professionally and organized (bah, everyone here already knows how fucking crazy about organization I am hahaha). 

So I elaborated a way to always have something new for you guys and to create days for you to know when to find new posts in my blog! I’m putting this program to a test this month and I hope it works haha Let’s see, I divided my traditional works on Patreon and Tumblr through the days of the week so you guys will always have something new to enjoy. So here is how the week will work:

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♣ Monday Ragnarssons In Day Every Monday a new Ragnarssons In request will be published! Requests are ALWAYS open!

♣ Tuesday Production Day In this day, there won’t be posts, but I’ll be answering comments, reading my fics in the stack and producing the posts for the following days.

♣ Wednesday Sneak Peek Day Every Wednesday there will be a Sneak Peek of what is to come!

♣ Thursday New Work Day On Thursdays, I’ll be posting new chapters, fanfics from my queue or new original works. The Thursdays will be divided the following way:  1st Thursday of each month: A new chapter for a series on my blog or a random shot from my queue if there is no other series to post. 2nd Thursday of each month:  A new chapter for the current series of my blog (At the moment, Mishaps) 3rd Thursday of each month: A new original work (Sample on Tumblr, Exclusive Scenes or full work for Patreons at Patreon Blog) 4th Thursday of each month: pre 5CW Event, a sneak peek for the event will be posted instead of a new chapter.

♣ Friday Ragnarssons In Day Every Monday a new Ragnarssons In request will be published! Requests are ALWAYS open!

♣ Saturday Production Day In this day, there won’t be posts, but I’ll be answering comments, reading my fics in the stack and producing the posts for the following days.

♣ Sunday Valhalla Panel Day The questions sent through this week will be answered on Sundays by our beloved boys. Requests are ALWAYS open!

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What do you guys think? Is it good?

I hope it works for us all! 

Thank you for all the love and support I received until now! Love ya!

#AGENDA #Organization #New Blog Rules! #REQUESTS ARE OPEN

[theparasiteofficial]

Title.

Can't be bothered to title this anything but title. This blog is slowly but surely becoming another one of my desperate cries for help. I took some sleep aid cause fuck this night, and my schedule is fucked. Still up at 12:00 PM, yay me. I needed someone to talk to tonight, I tried everyone I know but they were all too busy sleeping, something I can't do 90% of the time, and being happy with their loved one's that actually love them, another thing I can't do fancy that. Angsty as this shit is It's my reality, my miserable existence, the cards I've been dealt which I've so desperately tried to play to my advantage. Look how well that turned out, just about as well as everything which by most people's standards isn't well at all but hey, I still have a chance of not waking up so that's well enough in my book. I've been on a downward spiral for well my entire fucking life from daddy issues, anger issues, dealing with death, abuse yada yada, drugs it always comes back to drugs doesn't it every goddamn time I end up on pills, more than I should take and some I shouldn't have in the first place. I became suicidal at age 9 and of course that came after me doing some things I won't detail, it's been an off and on waltz with the reaper and he's looking rather dashing as of late, more so than usual. I just needed someone to talk to, I even called the suicide hotline, you know the one everyone knows of and has seen the number of at least once. No one answered so I tried the text option, and the queue was just too much. It popped up because I was once again studying the affects/effects of certain toxic plants, mixtures and medications as I do, I study a lot of stuff like that. And I've seen the number pop up in my searches quite often but I never considered it because I was only looking that stuff up for educational purposes, for fun. This time felt different, like this small voice in my mind was nagging me with "You can't lie to yourself, you know why you study this stuff. Stop bullshitting yourself and talk to someone." Like I want to live, like I'd actually want to. If an establishment such as that, fully dedicated to those such as myself, can't see me or hear me, just like everyone else how the fuck am I supposed to do a single thing about it? I've felt alone before but somewhere in my mind thought I had an option or two left and I just exhausted the last of those options. Thanks world, humanity, for once again leaving me to fall through the cracks, thanks. Maybe this time I won't be a bitch about it and actually make this right, leave this shit behind and go wherever people like me go, heaven, hell, limbo valhalla I don't give a shit anywhere humanity isn't is an improvement. Anywhere my demons aren't haunting me or anywhere I can at the very least be alone with them. I've done things that'll probably be dug up anyway, eventually. Maybe when I'm 50, maybe when I'm 30, or dead but either way it all ends doesn't it? Second those things are dug up I've got two logical options, run or surrender. And one based more on instinct, force the hands, make the dealer return my hand to the deck and shuffle again, wonder who'd get the exact same hand I held once. I'm not sorry and I'll likely pay for that, I'll pay for everything. Evil is a chaotic force, it gets tired of it's playthings and we all end up paying for what we let it convince us of, what we did in it's name. But I have to ask, is revenge evil? Is defending yourself? Am I truly the monster I'm seen as by those who've seen me in my truest moments, can I be anything more? I can hardly feel my face currently, pills have kicked in completely which means I'm off to wherever be it reality or twisted cruelty within myself or perhaps somewhere I can leave it all.

[crasherfly]

Been A While

Oh, hi there, Tumblr. It’s been a while. At least since...

*checks last post*

Oh wow. My birthday. That was...months ago.

Welp. Ha. I guess I’m here now so what the hey.

Hope everyone has been well.

I’m keeping up okay. Still writing, gaming and all that. 

Some days are good. Some days are bad. Most days blend together, most weeks feel exactly like the last one.

Honestly, not a lot has changed since I last wrote in December. Physically, I’m dealing with a bit of a low point, but I’m trying to come out of it. Emotionally, I’d say I’m tired but bullish. I can see the season turning, the grass returning and the air warming up and I want to be a part of that.

I’ve had some folks asking what I’ve been up to lately for games and anime. So here’s a quick once-over.

For video games-

-Miraculously obtained both a Series X and a PS5. If Sony’s exclusives, a new UI and a fancy new controller appeal to you- get the PS5. If you’d rather have a mass of games immediately accessible to you, enjoy gamepass, and don’t mind a console that essentially feels like an immediate expansion of the previous (the controller is essentially the same, the UI has zero changes, etc) then go with the Series X. Both will continue to find new reasons to appeal to their base, both are outstanding machines in their own right, but at this point, both also offer a very different opening experience from each other- experiences that are equally valuable and compelling, but different nonetheless. Follow your heart- or just grab the one that you can actually locate.

-On the subject of gaming kits- upgraded to a Samsung Q series UHD tv with HDR and retired my yamaha 5.1 for a Bose 700 series soundbar. Can safely say that the jump to HDR is worth it if you can make it happen, even if the uses for the tech are still limited. Sound receivers are likely not going to catch up for at least another year, so a soundbar might be your best option if you want to do HDR AND have quality sound during the experience.

-I’ve barely touched my Oculus Quest 2. There just isn’t that much to do on it. Sales have allegedly been strong for the plucky new headset, but that hasn’t followed within the VR world itself. The store still feels small and experiences like virtual events are heavily reliant on a strong internet connection to work seamlessly. For example, I attended a basketball game in Venues and gave up after the 1st quarter, the visual fidelity being so shaky that it felt like attending the game without my glasses. Hooking up the system for remote desktop or linkplay (essentially making your Quest into a Rift-equivalent device) makes for an uneven experience at best, with lag and connection issues being a constant concern. Until more people I know pick up the device, or more versatile social apps/immersive games release, the Quest 2 will feel more like a novelty in my gaming collection than a full-fledged device.

-Finished Cyberpunk 2077 on Series X. It was fine. Maybe I’ll write more on it at a later date. My thoughts DURING the playthrough felt more complex than my thoughts after it.

-Finished the main game of Super Mario 3D World on Switch. That game is still absolutely outstanding and a masterpiece.

-Started Dragon Quest XI on Switch. It is refreshingly chill and simple.

-Finished Hitman 2 (PS4) and started Hitman 3 (PS5). It continues to be one of my all-time favorite franchises in gaming.

-Started Demon’s Souls (PS5). It’s hard!

-Dabbled in King of Fighters 2002 Unlimited Match (Switch), No Man’s Sky (Series X), Sims 4 (PC), AC: Valhalla (Series X), Earth Defense Force 5 (PS4), Dead Rising 2: Off the Record (PS4) and touched many, many more games that I’m sure I’m forgetting to list here.

-Played the demo for Project Triangle and immediately put it at the top of my most anticipated games list.

-Completed a new playthrough of Civilization 6. It was satisfying, even if the expansion continues to fall short of adding things like basic AI and Diplomacy upgrades that make other games like Endless Space 2 more rewarding.

-I played Overwatch socially for the first time in months and had a blast. I still can only stomach 6v6 classic, so I’m grateful that my friends were willing to humor me. As Overwatch 2 gets closer maybe I’ll write a longer retrospective on my relationship with Overwatch- from newcomer to heavily invested comp player to distanced/disillusioned outsider to my current resting place as a casual/non-competitive wellwisher. It’s been a weird, at times tumultuous journey. But I continue to be grateful that Overwatch can exist in a way I can enjoy- especially with my friends.

For anime-

-On a weekly basis I still follow Jujutsu Kaisen and Dr. Stone. Both still absolutely rule.

-Dropped off of The Promised Neverland. the story took a turn I just couldn’t follow. I’ll need some time before I go back to it. I’m told it skips an important arc. It shows.

-Finally broke through an incredibly dull arc in Katekyo Hitman Reborn! We’re in the Choice arc now, and it’s back to doing what Reborn does best- exciting shonen battles featuring strange powers and demonstrations of character growth through conflict.

-I’ve finished my first 50 episodes of Dragon Ball (watching it in English). I like it! It’s deeply weird- sometimes in good ways, sometimes in bad ways, but mostly it’s just fun. 

-Completed a rewatch of Mobile Suit Gundam Wing with my brother (again, in English). This is the third time I’ve rewatched the series. My thoughts haven’t changed much- it gets a bad rap for its occasionally silly dub and deeply serious overtones, but deserves points for approaching the topics of war of violence with a gravity absent in other anime.

-Slowly working through Fist of the North Star, which is ridiculously cool and a ton of fun to watch- even if it is also terrifically dark.

Other hobbies-

-Almost finished with the Barracuda Bay pirate lego set. Only took me like...5 months? Thereabouts? I plan to do the haunted house next, and also want to start incorporating Light My Bricks into the sets to add some life to them.

-Still working out 5 days a week when possible. Going through a rough patch, physically, right now, but I’m trying to power through. 

-Therapy was reduced to bi-weekly. I guess that means I’m making progress? It’s been a weird journey, ‘cuz I don’t feel different or transformed or anything like that. If anything, I feel more anxious than before? But I guess the point is that my awareness is supposed to be higher now and my ability to exercise restraint is supposed to be stronger. Here’s hoping!

-Still dialed back on alcohol, caffeine, sodium...you know, all the stuff that makes life worth waking up for. Unfortunately, it’s a bit out of my control. it’s made for a lot of sleep and some moody af days. And also my body compensating by getting really hot for sugar in any form. I drank a coke yesterday for the first time in months. It was wild.

-My screenplay continues to hover at 200 pages. I got things shifted into episodic format. My partner and I continue to work through how the release will look and a lot of retrospect changes have happened to account for the turns the story takes later. Alice and the Pale Horse will release- sooner than later, hopefully- but it’s going to take some more work. However, I am excited to admit out loud that I am basically writing an anime at this point.

-I’m running two DND campaigns- The Ghosts of Saltmarsh and The Lost Shrine of Tamoachan. I’m really diving into it after spending recent months avoiding it. I’m trying to focus on learning stories and working with my party. I think I was approaching burnout the past few months, but as odd as it sounds- taking on a second campaign helped me avert it. It feels less like a monthly event I have to start my engine anew for every time and more like a routine hobby I’m constantly a little immersed in.

- I haven’t done much reading. Since my job put the ax to my reading on the clock it’s been hard to make much progress. I’m hoping that as the weather warms up I can go back to my nightly reads on the stoop. I have Berserk, Sailor Moon in my queue, as well as no shortage of mystery novels to knock out.

-Baseball is coming! I want to be excited. I’m trying to be. I just have so many hobbies and baseball feels like the least urgent. It’s hard when I don’t have much of a social world built around it (or sports in general) beyond my dad and one close friend. I’ll do my best to try and tune in at least once or twice a week to keep current. There’s just so much baseball. It’s hard to get invested without a cost to other hobbies I admittedly enjoy more.

-I still hang on Spriteclub a lot. It’s been seven months now. It feels like I’m starting to become a part of the community. There are people I look forward to talkking to every day and I continue to run custom matches and participate in tournaments. It continues to be one of the most important social outlets of my life during the pandemic.

And that’s pretty much it! Like I tell my parents- if I’m not updating folks on what’s going on in life, it’s cuz nothing is happening. It seems hilarious to say that, because obviously, based on the above report, a lot is happening! I’m up in my hobbies daily and clearly continue to struggle, grow and develop in tangible ways.

I’ll try and be more current here as the seasons turn. I have a draft regarding 2077 in the works, though I struggle with what I have a right to comment on as a consumer (I don’t consider myself much of a critic). And as the anime season wraps up I’ll have some reports to offer on my favorites. I have also had a few requests for comparing the Series X with the PS5, so that might warrant a post too.

In the meantime, keep up with me on Twitter, and as always- tell me about the anime you’re watching, the games you’re playing and the experiences that are speaking to you. I had a friend who messaged me the other day to tell me they gave an anime a shot based on a retrospective I wrote- it was a title they otherwise would not have watched- and they ended up loving it. Those are the kinds of messages that literally make my week.

So if you see something I happened to write about- even if you hate it- let me know! I always enjoy hearing about people’s experiences on a personal level.  Stay safe out there everyone. Until next time ~

[peterjburnsiii]

Peter J. Burns III  “Ready, Fire, Aim” Round 2

https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/peter-j-burns-iii-ready-fire-aim-take-2-peter-burns-iii/?published=t

Carlos Cortes and Cooper Lopez are graduates from the Lavin Center for Entrepreneurship at San Diego State University. In the "Idea Lab," taught by Adjunct Professor Kevin Popovic, (https://idealab.sdsu.edu/kevin-popovic/) they formulated an idea for a business and decided to "go for it." In essence, the fellas created a very soft, washable blanket in different sizes and colors that come with sewn in "feet pockets" to keep your feet warm. I am including some info on their Adjunct and the progress of their business below. A picture of me with the two young entrepreneurs is up top of this blog.

My communication with Professor Kevin over holiday break is below:

Happy New Year to you, Kevin. I am helping your first two students, Carlos and Cooper. Received a pre-approval for one for $70k-$80k and after cleaning up a couple of credit bumps and paying down card balances, will get close to the same for the second. I have my Vietnamese partners quoting the first run of 3000 pieces that will come in under $10 apiece. They met with my bus plan/marketing plan guy who will also be running the numbers with them. We are going to Modern to see about all collateral material, websites, marketing campaigns next. I have a very smart Project Manager who will be taking them through all the steps, a Social Media maven to orchestrate that effort and a journalist to write about it all and garner 3rd party press for them and the project. When I finish the soup to nuts program for them, I can replicate for all worthy candidates, my friend.

One of my earliest communications with the boys after we met...

Peter J. Burns, III <

[email protected]

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Sun, Dec 16, 2018, 3:50 PM

to Kevin, Robert, Alastair, Midas, Steve, magregory, Carlos, Cooper

Loved meeting you both and you two are exactly the type of "go-getters" I want to mentor and launch to the stratosphere of entrepreneurship!

The fact that you followed our friend (professor/mentor) Kevin's advice to connect with me, showed up on one of your two days off from your "day jobs" to meet me and my friends and produced what I asked for right away..are all good signs that my gut instinct was right about you.

Like I said, I bet on the jockey, not the horse.

That being said, my partners and I are going to take your info, study it, ask questions and bring you to meet all of us shortly.

In the meantime, since we know you are going to need capital and I promised to provide it, subject to the rules I establish with you, by way of this email, I am introducing you to my financing partner/guru, Wes of Midas-Financial (www.midas-financial.com) and ask that you speak together and provide Wes with whatever he needs to pre-qualify you for as much as you can receive to both repay your small debts ($20k each) and provide enough capital to launch your enterprise on another much higher level with my help.

I will be speaking to you personally with my thoughts on how we may best fast track you both.

P.S. My experience of bringing students to market is on my Dean's letter from Barrett Honors College (ASU) 12-13 years ago, which is attached. They had zip for entrepreneurship at ASU until I came there and SDSU is massively better equipped to reap the benefit of my resources. Help me to help them!

Barrett Honors College Dean Letter

Peter J. Burns, III

Below is one of my partner's observations and notes from his first session with the young men an their Project:

Bomfy B Consultation 12-30-18

Attendees:

Carlos, Cooper, Rob Tepper

Notes and Action Items

Carlos works for a Latino focused agency that has Fortune 500 clients as well as smaller ones.

Cooper - also at an agency, Account Executive (sales) doing Instagram and Facebook marketing for small to medium-sized businesses

They both went to Valhalla HS in El Cajon, knew each other but not really friends, became friends at SDSU as they are both studying Management & Entrepreneurship.

They seek a way to get their product positioned and set to sell in the 2019 holiday season to cover their entire salaries, costs, overhead for the year, so they can do this full time

Ideas for Niches:

Universities - market to university bookstore buyers

Sororities - market to a few local sororities but scale through national

For both of the markets above,having campus reps / advocates to promote can help with adoption

Star Wars or any other TV or Movie related theme

All of the above would require licensing deals.

Licensing deals are the best way to differentiate yourself from the competition.

For all niches, ads should feature the consumer(s) sitting in front of the TV or at their computer using the blanket, in a way that we can see the feet in the pocket (somehow!).

Before and after / with blanket vs with other alternatives could be a fun & funny way to present the advantages of the Bombfy B’s foot pockets.

How to Proceed:

1. Start with creating an Executive Summary and Financials. Consider the items below in creating them; they will become living documents that you can refine as you learn and implement. Convince yourselves that you have a plan that is realistic and that you are confident you can execute.

2. Determine the $$ volume of sales that would need to be done in the winter 2019/2020 season in order for it to earn them enough to do this full time

3. Based on (2), determine which strategy or strategies to pursue that are most likely to lead to this level of success.

4. Put plan together to execute selected strategies.

5. Licensing deal(s) in place `by end of July.

6. Testing and refinement of manufacturing, packaging, ordering and fulfillment systems - April and July

7. Finalize quantity and number of SKUs of each to order by early August

"Round 2 of Ready, Fire, Aim"" of my Adventures in Capitalism (through propelling young student-entrepreneurs into their own business) started with my invitation to the Quarterly Dinner and next morning's Advisory Board Meeting of SDSU's Lavin Entrepreneurship Center. The Lavin Center is generously supported by both the Lavin Family of Alberto Culver Fame and the Zahn Family of the Moxie Foundation. The picture below is from that dinner in early December.

PJB III

Since that kind invitation, I have met with and interacted extensively with a number of individuals that I met that evening and the morning afterwards. In addition to replicating my "Ready Fire, Aim" Program from 14 years ago at ASU's Barrett Honors College by helping the BomfyB.com founders, I have already had my "Discovery Call" with a second graduate of the Lavin Entrepreneurship Center's wonderful Program and am "templating" that process to help any and all student-entrepreneurs from the 200 students who may need capital and mentoring to take their student projects to market with the greatest chance of success.

Perhaps an even greater help that I may be for SDSU's Lavin Entrepreneurship Center is my independent process of raising much needed donations to the school and the Program, engineered from my first stint at treaching entrepreneurship in 2005 and spelled out on a recently published article on the link below. Our "beta test" with the first potential benefactor is in-process as we speak and poses to generate millions of dollars on behalf of this worthy cause.

Charitable Fundraising

In short, I'm back with "Ready, Fire, Aim" Round 2.

UPDATE

Carlos Cortes, Co-Founder of Bomfy B. , Paid Media Manager at Captura Group

January 10, 2019, Carlos worked with Peter in the same group

“In such a short amount of time of meeting Peter through a mentor, he has helped myself and business partner more than we could have ever asked for. Along with the many ventures that he has going on, he is on a mission to help the next generation of entrepreneurs get their foot in the door and start making their dreams become a reality. Peter has opened up his network to us without hesitation and has already opened many doors for my company, Bomfy B., and we're just getting started. If you are a young entrepreneur and want to take that next big step in getting your venture off the ground, please do yourself a favor and get into contact with him! “

Cooper Lopez, Instagram Expert, Jumper, Media Account Executive, Content Management & Social Media Strategy, Co-Founder of Bomfy B.

January 10, 2019, Cooper worked with Peter in the same group

“My business partner Carlos and I were introduced to Peter through one of our mentors from San Diego State University when we were looking for experienced entrepreneurs to help us take our business, Bomfy B, to the next level. Not only is Peter currently helping us out with funding for our business, but he has also taken us under his wing, introduced us to several strategic partners, and become a new mentor to our business. Anyone one starting a business or involved in entrepreneurship in San Diego should definitely add Peter to their network and reach out if they are looking for ways to fund their startup.”

I was thrilled to receive these two heartfelt Linked In Recommendations of the first two (of hopefully many more) Lavin Entepreneurship Center grads. There are three more Lavin grads currently in the queue and we are systematizing the process of "Intake and Processing" for what we expect to be a burgeoning pipeline of young entrepreneurs seeking funding and mentorship for their student business projects.

To meet this demand, I have been working with UCSD's Director of Internships and am begining my interview process for filling the ranks with their very bright young people from both the Stateside and International students. I hope to work with SDSU's Internship Program too.

Follow the "Adventures in Capitalism" of Peter J. Burns III at www.peterjburns3.com.

#startup #funding #entrepreneur #peterjburnsiii #financing

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More Clarifications for the next two consecutive Amelia’s Redemption Updates

(which I can guarantee will come out in close proximity to each other but I cannot guarantee won’t experience similar technical hitches to the last time I attempted something like this)

The queue that is beginning now is 32 posts long, and takes place a week after the last AR update ended, from a story-timeline matching up to RL-timeline perspective. It covers Friday 6th January.

The other 41 posts, which I am in the process of writing as this comes out, will begin a-couple-of to a-few days later, and cover the RL time that occurs between then, and the day that the queue finishes, in an attempt for me and everyone to catch up. Although it took place across only two in-game days, in the real world, it is now closer to the amount of time it takes (or has traditionally taken) what happens across those queues in the StoryProgression or RP circles to play out. (I am not sure if I’ll stick to this approach for future generations; this may be a special case due to Amelia’s involvement. We’ll see.) I am aiming for, at latest, a 6th, 7th February release date? Feel free to scream at me if I miss this deadline, but I Will Knuckle Down At The Very Least.

At one point, Amelia studies alchemy for their next promotion, with a book they bought on their first day. They start at a 0 skill level, because I didn’t want to give them too great of an advantage in the career track; I’d noticed they were gaining promotions quickly as a result of the snowmen that I didn’t know then were illegal, so this, I felt, was a suitable punishment. The plants gained upon the first skill level were immediately removed, placed on an inaccessible part of the first floor, and (after some thought) purged by DebugEnabler for no cash gain. 

I don’t know if Talk about Cooking is a forbidden interaction the same way Discuss Favourite TV Shows is? I’m assuming it’s not.

By the end of both updates, three in-game weeks and one in-game day will have passed since the first in-game Sunday that Valhalla was in existence. In gaming terms, it will be late Day 22, and Amelia and Laurel will be two, almost one, in-game days from aging into Adult. I have filmed beyond this point, of course, and will hopefully be more expedient at scheduling future updates accordingly; especially since Amelia will only be four promotions away from lifting Hopelessness and Paranormal.

If I have broken any rules inadvertently, or made any more mistakes, please let me know.

#amelia's redemption

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Friends II: The Pity Party Police

Authors Note: Pettiness. It is likely my favorite thing in the world lmao. I hope that you enjoy this little update. Thanks to @grungyblonde for the inspiration and all your wonderful comments and opinion sure helped with the next part lmao! There is an author’s note at the bottom!! Let me know what you think! And my taglist is open!! My muse is back!! Working through my queue. Thanks for your patience if you have requested something!!   @honestsycrets gif credit! 

Friends Pt 1

Warnings: Smut and Pettiness

Read more works here with my Vikings Masterlist that needs to be updated! Lmao!!

“You don’t have to say yes.”

Those words rang in your head over and over. What the fuck else were you supposed to say? No fuck you, Ivar! So you said yes. And hoped they’d never show their faces in Kattegat again. You sat in the chair of your apartment staring at the picture of you two, how in the fuck could he do this?

“Open up the door! The Pity Party Police are here!” Torvi banged on the front door and rattled the door knob. “We know that you are in there!”

“I told you we should have called.” Ubbe gripes.

“Shut up.” You can hear the playful slap. “Y/N let us in our we will make so much noise out here!”

You walk over to the door and swing it open. “Why are you two here? I told you that I was fine Torvi. I’m fine I swear it.” The lie was all over your face, the sunken eyes and lack of changing your pajamas for three days was solid proof a friend-tervention was needed. “Ubbe get your girlfriend.”

“I just do as she says.” He chuckles but you saw through the little laugh. He was worried too. “He left and we brought over beer and food. And Hvitserk. Hvitserk!” he yells over his shoulder.

And sure enough the little guy trudged alone up the steps carrying more food than Ubbe and Torvi combined. He looked good. The nice undercut as freshly trimmed and his hair was shorter now, he must’ve got into the law school.

“Hvitty!” You yelled opening the door for them to all come in. “You cut your hair.” Your hands instinctively go to his head and he smirks.

“Yeah, I got into Kattegat Law, required a haircut.” He grinned and walked into the apartment.

Now you suddenly regretted the not bathing and crying your eyes out over the younger brother from hell. “I am going to disappear for a minute and change clothes. Please don’t destroy my house while I am getting dressed.”

“We make no promises.” Torvi opened the vodka and a poured it into the punch bowl on the table. “Go bathe so we can strip later. You’re wasting precious night. I have to work tomorrow.”

Bossy. You do as she says though, and suddenly got why Ubbe just did it too. You take a shower washing off the sorrow and a little of the hurt of days prior. You don’t dress up too much, black jeggings and a workout shirt, you sling the coiled curls into a puff and head down to your guests who were already deadest on partying with or without you.

“Never have I ever, fucked on an elevator.” Torvi grinned at Ubbe and they both took a shot. They pissed you off at their adorableness. This might be harder than you thought.

“Take your shot glass hun, we are playing a freaky game before Alfred and Athelred show their little pristine asses up over here.” Hvitserk gives you the tall shot glass that’s almost to the brim filled with vodka. “Your go never have I ever.”

“Uhm….”

“Come on now.” Ubbe sits up. “There has to be something foul in that mind up there.”

“Never have I ever fucked brothers?”

Torvi glared at you and then cackled. “fuck, are you trying to get me wasted?”

You blushed as she knocked back the shot of vodka. “I didn’t know.”

“Bjorn counted for something. And then that one time with Hvitserk and you…” her lips pressed against Ubbe’s. he didn’t have a care in the world that she had fucked three out of five of the brothers. “Are the only one that counts, right love?”

“We can count Hvitserk, I was there anyway.” He smiled.

They talk and drink and Torvi ends up dancing herself sleep until you and Hvitserk are the only two lone survivors. Your phone buzzed and buzzed. But you didn’t want to stop listening to Hvitserk tell his stories. They were cute none the less.

“So I walk out of the frat house, fucking naked in the snow! The fucking snow! My balls were blue and this time it wasn’t from the lack of pussy but from the sheer cold. Alfred, Magnus and damn Athelred had hidden my clothes and I had to leave fucking naked. It was horrible. My car was cold. My ass was cold. Fuck I was cold.”

You can’t stop yourself from laughing, doubled over and feeling the warm buzz of the liquor flood your body. “And you call them your friends.”

“Fuck one is supposed to be my fucking brother! It was a shame.”

“Obviously, I’m sorry I missed your bare ass in the snow. It would have been snapchat worthy.” You clear your throat staring down at your phone. It was Ivar. Who else was writing you after midnight?

 “I’m sorry my brother acted that way, I know how much he means to you.” His hand touches your thigh, rubbing the soft cotton of your leggings before he pulls his hand back. “He’s an ass.”

“Yeah, whatever.” You take another shot and lift your phone up. Ivar watched every story of yours on snapchat, liked every picture on social media. Why not give him a show? You lean over and lift your camera. “You wanna make him mad?” You smile.

“I would love to.” As if he knew your ploy, he kissed your lips. They were softer than you expected and more excited.  You snapped the picture and post. “He’s gonna murder you. But since I’m going to be a prosecutor, I can make sure he gets what he deserves.”

You chuckle and toss your phone aside. Straddling him was different from Ivar, he thicker for one, his thighs sure would make a great ride. You want to blame the alcohol but it’s not the alcohol, you kiss him again and start to rock your hips. Hvitserk has no objection and why would he? You were already wet through the leggings as he fingers went to search for your clit.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“I’ve been sure for about five minutes now.” Your phone started to buzz over and over, and the seeming feeling of joy exploded over your body. “Oooh, now I’m really wet.” You laughed as he hoisted you up and carried you to the room.

“Where are you two going?” Ubbe groaned.

“To make an enemy.” Hvitserk laughed and closed the door behind you two.

Hvitserk wasn’t a slow fuck. He was fast, needy and took what he wanted. He snatched the leggings from your body exposing your bare legs and glistening pussy and in his eyes danced the hunger you’d heard about him. He crawled up the bed after you and spread your legs. “May I?”

May he what? The question is only there for a second as his tongue laps at your clit and he greedily eats at your clit like he’s never eaten before. Your hands tug on the short brown hair as he sends you to Valhalla and back, sliding his fingers in and out of you as he sucks and nips and licks you senseless. And when he comes up for air, he places his lips on yours allowing you to taste yourself before unsheathing his thick, long and curved cock from his pants.

Revenge Sex. That was the fucking answer.

He doesn’t give you time to adjust to him before he rocks into you causing a gasp to spring forward as he rocks your pussy to new depths. He stretches you with each pump and you can’t tell if you’re hurting or about to cum and you don’t care. You call his name, mewling and whining for him to go harder, deeper faster until you cum under him and he pulls out of you spills his cum in ribbons on your stomach.

Ubbe opens the door and his eyes are wide looking at you with delight.  “Got another brother so quick.” He chuckled. “If he calls this fucking phone one more time, I am going to chunk it out the window. We are trying to fuck.” He nods placing it next to you. “Nice work brother, hate you didn’t invite me?”

You look to Hvitserk whose spent. “Go away Ubbe.”

“I’m leaving.” He laughs.

You two lay in the bed and you can hear Hvitserk snoring lightly. You slide out of the bed and walk to the balcony. He’d called twelve times and left voicemails. You didn’t bother to listen as you dialed his number and slid the glass door closed.

“Y/N!” he answered on the first ring.

“don’t you dare call me and get a fucking attitude.” You snapped.

“You are with Hvitserk.”

“Why the fuck does it matter? You have a baby coming, with a woman you barely know. I can fuck whomever I want, whenever I want. And let’s get this clear I will. I was nice to you, and I listened to your bullshit. That hurt. So now you will hurt. I am going to fuck every one of your brothers and your dad.” You laugh as the words come out. “And I am going to let you hurt like you fucking hurt me. And tell your girlfriend, thanks for invitation to be God mom, but fuck both of you. And the bitch don’t look pregnant. So, you should check that out? And enjoy your pity party baby, I’m having a blast at mine.” You end the call and a wicked grin covers your face. Revenge was best served cold. Friends your ass.

Author’s Note: Who should she fuck next lmao??

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Disgraced

Author’s Note: I’ve been slacking on requests lately but I am going through my queue now to get some things out!!! I hope you enjoy this read!! Gifs were made by me, Taglist Open.

Requested:  Hi! I love your blog so much and enjoying your writing so much ❤️ I have a fic request for Ubbe day and that is myself and Bjorn really hating each other just for some reason we’ve never got on and I’m with Ubbe and somehow him and I end up having sex in Bjorn’s bed and he walks in on us pissed off completely but his rage turns to lust and all of us end up having a threesome together 😈🙊 Also another little thing could you possibly add in that they love that I’m a curvy woman?! @taytayize123

Pairings: Ubbe X Reader, Bjorn X Reader

Warnings: Smut. DubCon, Cuckhold

Related Stories: Sparring Viking Masterlist 

“You tell us how you truly feel then Bjorn! You sit in the corner mumbling your ill will under your breath. A Viking has nothing has nothing to hide. Speak your piece!” You yelled to him.

“How would you know what a Viking would do when you and your husband have so willingly thrown yourself into the Christian faith? Ever since he has taken a liking to you, he is no longer my younger brother. He is no son of Ragnar Lothbrok.”

“And you are, leaving him to die and instead going to the Mediterranean. Some loyal son you are,” you spit. “I have never liked nor understood you.”

“Enough!” Lagertha interjects. “Bjorn, Y/N.”

He ignores his mother’s calls to action. “You and your wife are a disgrace.” Bjorn said with a disdain in his voice like you have never heard. “To be foolish enough to believe this king and his promises.”

“Then why are we here Bjorn!” Your voice raises higher than you expect, and you step to him standing your ground. “You complain about everything in closed doors and yet still in front of him you are silent. We done what we had to do to insure our safety.”

“Bearing their cross is sacrilegious.”

“It is yet another piece of metal to add to our armor.”

“Tell yourself all the lies you want. It is exactly what my Uncle Rollo said to me, it is more than a cross. You two are disgraced.”

“No more than you and your cowardice.”

“Shut the mouth of your wife, or I shall shut it for you.” Bjorn glared at Ubbe.

“Enough.” He commanded. “We are to the Hall. This arguing among ourselves is pointless. Y/N come with me.”

Lagertha stands from her table, her flowing gray hair graced her shoulders. “Ubbe is right. There is no need for the argument when there are bigger battles to be fought.”

“All of you are blinded by a safe haven, and this place is not safe.” Bjorn leaves the room storming out in a rage.

Wessex had treated you and Ubbe well. Having been cleansed of the pagan gods and brought to the one true God you’d found and new lightness in life, especially with Ubbe who couldn’t keep his hands off.

“I announce to you today that the son of Ragnar Lothbrok will lead our armed forces into battle against the Northmen.” Alfred looks over to Ubbe giving him a small nod and your husband returns it. The scattered scoffs spread throughout the hall. It was evident you weren’t welcome nor wanted here but it wasn’t their decision. “Our friends will feast with us, and then prepare for battle.”

The chatter starts and Ubbe grabs your hand leading you out of the corridor. “His speeches bore me.” He smiles. “I can think of better things to do with them out of our hair.” He led you up the steps in the dimly lit corridor to a room you weren’t familiar with and you didn’t care. His moves were rushed as if you were once more youthful fooling around behind The Great Hall or the stables. Ubbe tugged at the strings of your corset turning you around. “I hate these strings.” He complained.

“Then rip it, my Lord Ubbe.” You said mocking the Saxons.

“Lord Ubbe.” He growled taking one tug at the dress and ripping it open. It fell to your shoulders and step out of it with a smile.

“Is that something you like hearing? My Lord.”

“I want you to say it when you come.” He smiled devilishly while tossing his tunic to the ground. He takes two strides and tosses you to the plush bed of furs. “Scream it so the whole villa can hear.” His deep voice is every bit of eager as his hands travel up your legs to the inner slope of your thighs.

He moves on top of you pushing your legs apart with his knee and abruptly thrusting into you. Your breath leaves ragged as he continues his assault digging his fingers into your supple flesh. His moans are muffled in the nape of your shoulder as the practice of self-control has gone out the window.

The door swings open and Ubbe rolls from on top of you reaching for his sword. But you see it is him. Bjorn Ironside. “No need for that brother.” He says sitting at the end of the bed.  “Enjoying my room?”

Ubbe sits up. “somewhat, until we were interrupted.”

“Don’t consider it an interruption. You want to prove you are truly Viking to me brother. That the waters of their gods did not wash you clean.” Bjorn pauses looking down at the floor and then back up to you. “Share her with me.”

“Brother.” Ubbe half smiles but then glances to you. “You would have to ask her.”

His eyes explore the curves of your body, the creases formed during your birth, the stretch marks that you had earned, and you could feel the desire flowing from him. “What do you say?”

You weren’t anywhere near finished with Ubbe. Bjorn irritated you but if you had something to prove, why not prove it. “Why are you still dressed if you wish to have me?”

Ubbe was always willing to share you, it was if he wanted his brothers to know that he got the best of the treasure in you. He smiled and climbed back over you and dips his fingers back into your dripping pussy. “You should taste her brother.” Ubbe says pulling your body to face Bjorn. “Go ahead.”

Bjorn is not as gentle as Ubbe spreading your legs and dipping his long fingers into your warmth. The difference in their fingers is prominent as he curls his finger tapping your g-spot and then swirling it back out to bring another to the mix. Your gasp makes Ubbe smile as he watches at the foot of the bed. Bjorn watches you intently, using how his fingers stroked to learn things about you. It takes one minute to take you to the first orgasm and you gush on his furs, soaking them and sending a warm feeling throughout your body.

“She comes quick. I could have some fun with her.” Bjorn stands, and you notice his large frame as he pulls his shirt from his long torso and slides out of his pants. His cock springs out, erect and thick, and you swallowed noticing that his fingers weren’t the only thing longer than your husbands.

Ubbe seems not bothered as he leans over you and places a chaste kiss on your lips. You can see him move to the other side of the bed where there is a clear view of you and Bjorn. “I want to watch you fuck him.” He smiles.  

Bjorn grabs your legs pulling them to drape over the side of the bed. Your spread out before him waiting and there is a small fear lingering as he climbs on the bed over you. “Is that fear in your eyes Y/N?” Your hips flex as you fill his tip at the entrance and your hands cling to the sheets. He fills you completely, pressing his hips to your looking down on you with amusement as he starts to move.

“Fuck, you are tight.” He groans moving in and out of your slick folds giving you just the right nudge you need to get there. Your hips clap against. And you can hear your husband groaning as he watched and the slick sounds of him pleasuring himself.

“See how your husband likes to watch?” He whispers in your ear before his teeth nip at your earlobe and he slams back into you. “He likes watching you cum for someone else, and you are about to cum aren’t you.”

There was denying that there was a second orgasm rising over your body that would make the first look like nothing. Your cries get louder once he raises your leg, scooping it on his arm to get better access. And the position rocks you into ecstasy.

“There it is.” He says through clenched teeth. “Your body giving into me.”

His voice only added to your orgasm as you clenched around him milking him for something, he was not ready to give yet.

“I can take no more,” You gasp feeling him impossibly deeper. “Bjorn…” You chant as he continues to fuck you. “Oh fuck,” You melt. “No more.” But he ignores your cries snaking his fingers down to your swollen clit rubbing furiously to anchor you into another one that renders you speechless.  

“Of course, you can take more, Viking women don’t stop. “He pins your hands to the bed as his speed increases again and your fucked up the bed where Ubbe is clearly visible. His hips flexing into his hand as you scream in filling the stoned walls of the room when Bjorn finally reaches his climax. You hear the melodic moans of Ubbe finishing right after, watching him stroke his semi hard cock with labored breaths.

“I guess you aren’t that big of a disgrace after all.” Bjorn says as he looks over to you smiling.

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Ragnarssons Headcannon: The Jealous Brother

Author’s Note: This is as requested, catching up with the queue! It was fun to write! One of these will become a series, or at least a three part fic! Please Reblog your vote or comment below!!! Thank you!!! Polls will close Sunday!! And I’ll post the first part next week!! Taglist open!!

Requested by Anon: Okay for the possible angst headcanons how about the Ragnarssons being in love with someone but they like one of the other brothers?

Vikings Masterlist

Bjorn

It would eat at Bjorn to watch you desire his younger brother and not want him.

He would watch from afar at first. He like his father would be the one willing to be patient and watch what Hvitserk done to irritate you.

But the watching wouldn’t last soon because Bjorn is the brother that conquers foreign lands he’d have to have you

The night you and Hvitserk has the fight in the hall he would allow it to escalate to a point where you can’t stand the site of Hvitserk

Bjorn would laugh as Hvitserk, drunk and oblivious sent you home to sleep by yourself and he would make his move.

Under the onyx night sky of Kattegat he would walk behind you for a certain point and join you as the sounds of the Great Hall fade

“Is that how he normally treat you?” He’d ask. “It appears my younger brother learned no manners.”

He would make you laugh at his impersonations of his brother, swaggering drunk like him until you reached your doorstep and there he would stop. “You don’t have to be with someone like that, there are plenty of other men who would love to have you.”

“Are you referring to yourself, Prince Bjorn?”

“Is that what you want Y/N? Because if so, yes.” He’d shrug as if he had not planned the suave stroll into your heart. He’d give you one kiss on the cheek. “Sleep well.”

At the grab of his wrist he would stop his turn cornering you against the wall of your home. “What is it?”

“You should come in, my husband tends to find the bench of the Great Hall comfortable enough on nights like these. I’d rather not sleep alone.”

And under you wishes he’d enter the home and make you forget the woes of his younger, drunkard brother.

Ubbe

Ubbe is not okay with watching you gallivant around with Ivar. But Ubbe is not outward, he’s sneaky in his movements

He had noticed you were fond of animals, and he’d meet you down at the stables as you sprinkle the feed to the small goats. “Y/N imagine seeing you here?”

“It’s not hard to imagine, Ubbe you have been watching me have you not?” “It’s hard not to watch you.” He’d admit reaching into the sack of feed grabbing a handful of and tossing it to the ground

“I am not yours to watch.” You would say watching his brow furrow. “Now am I?”

Ubbe would stop his attempt that time noticing your irritation, he’s not shocked to find you not easily swayed after being with his younger brother for so long

The months would pass and Ivar would ready himself for the raid, ready to depart the attention he paid to you would dwindle as his attention would advert to what pleases the gods, rather than you.

Ubbe would fetch you the softest silks bringing them to you as an apology for his actions a few months back. “I saw this at market.” He would smile touching to purple cloths. “The beauty reminded me of you, and I was brought to realize I never apologized to you for my actions.”

You’d delight in the looks of the fine cloth holding it up. “Ubbe this is too much.” He’d smile at you. “Not too much for you Y/N, one thousands silks would never be enough to satiate my need for you.”

You would watch him walk away and head back to your hut where Ivar would planning with generals, as he done day in and day out. Then you would leave rushing through the lively streets of Kattegat until you found Ubbe resting against the stables, talking to the animals.

“Ubbe!” You call getting closer. “I should thank you properly.” He’d know that he won and try to hide his happiness with the illusion of confusion. “You mustn’t thank me at all.”

You would step into the stable covered by the roof. “But I want to.”

Hvitserk

Hvitserk was upset Ubbe had gotten you first, but not surprised. His older brother had a tendency to swoop in on new women.

You and Hvitserk are friends first and unlike the brothers he would respect your relationship with Ubbe. “Have you asked Ubbe if it is okay for you to come with me fishing?” You’d pout resting your hands on your hips. “I mustn’t ask him anything. He does not hold my hand like a child.” Hvitserk would laugh. “Still ask him.”

Hvitserk is playful. He teases you about Ubbe but he doesn’t do it with malice. “I’m sure Ubbe will buy you and all his other wives everything your hearts desire.” It was well known he planned to covet wives, as many as Odin will send. “They will all bow to you, the first wife of course.” You’d laugh. “Shut Up Hvitserk.” “Wouldn’t you want to be someone’s only wife?”

The thought did stick with you as you watched Ubbe smile at the sheildmaidens arriving from Hedeby. “Must you do that in front of me?” You gripe. Ubbe shrugs his shoulders. “I am just polite.”

You’d only watch the charade of his politeness for a while before you would find your own table at the back of the hall, wallowing your sorrows in your fifth pint of ale.

“I thought I would join you.” Hvitserk sits close to you placing his hand on you or leg. “Are you okay?”

“I would be better if he would be a little more respectful.”

“True he is undeserving of you.” He grimaces. “But it’s up to you to find the courage to leave him.”

Hvitserk wouldn’t push you into something with him, he’d be the friend to you and for that you would love him more.

Ivar

When you’d returned from the Mediterranean with Bjorn you had changed. Your eyes had seen something new, the glory of the bloodied battlefield had made you wiser, prouder to be of Kattegat

“Welcome back Y/N.” Ivar would greet raising the curved horn to you. “I see you have earned your scars.” He would reach out to you touching the healed line down your face.

Ivar is not okay with your attaxhment to Bjorn. He doesn’t agree with it or understand it.

“It seems my brother has gotten his claws in you.” He would say once Bjorn left the table. “He’s not the smartest of us, you know?” You’d roll your eyes. “And you are Ivar?” “Of course I am, my father knew. Everyone knows.” You’d smirk. “I think perhaps your arrogance exceeds your wit.”

Ivar would keep his distance mad that you insulted him but he knows his brother well enough to know that very relationship he has crumbled at the weight of his own ambitions. Bjorn would start planning the next raid, and though it is your intent to travel with him he wouldn’t listen to your ideas, telling you to remain quiet during pans with his brothers.

“I would never silence a pretty mouth like yours.” Ivar would say appearing next to you. “Not when it has so much logic. I think your plan was right.” You’d turn to him noticing the sincerity in his voice. “Thank you, Ivar.”

To your surprise he wouldn’t make a move on you just listen to your complaints, until Bjorn was unable to be understanding and the one person you find yourself running to Ivar.

It would then be over as he laid his claim to you not caring what Bjorn would say. 

“Y/N, let’s leave.” Bjorn says. “No, she’s good and comfortable here.” Ivar places his fork down smiling over at you. “You can go Bjorn, it appears Y/N has found a new one to love.”

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900 Followers Celebration

What can I say? When I first started I thought I would be entering this social media to search for people with who I could talk about Vikings series, my theories, the love we share for those amazing actors and their characters... 

Now, look at this... Look how big this is! I keep imagining if this was what Sigurd felt when he looked to how big the army he suggested to be made became.

Or if this is what Alex H. Andersen feels when he looks to the number of people he has following him at Instagram, Twitter, and general social media.

Never in my entire life, I saw my work receiving that amount of love, care, and sweetness. And I was never followed for so many people as I am now. You guys are amazing! You make me speechless...

This time I wanna make something different to celebrate this new achievement. I'm used to making drabble challenges, NSFW prompts and I even made an image with 800 tiny little-squared reproductions of all you guys' avatars to celebrate the last achievements, but this time I want to open a new section into this blog.

We already have the Shots section, that will be improved as soon as I come back from my moving with the requests that are waiting on a queue I'll be working into; we have the Long Fic section, recently augmented with the finalized works "The Wolf, The Dog and The Maiden" and "Payback", the new mood boards to each fic and the work to come "Ravished" that also will come when I come back from my moving time here; we have the Valhalla Panel that is still active waiting for your asks to be answered by our beloved Ragnar's sons; we have the Ragnarssons In Archive with all the requests of reactions you guys have already sent to me and some more to come soon, with requests open for more publications; we have the Plot List with some good plots and ideas that might become some new fics or might be used by you guys for your own fictions; we have now the Original Masterlist with the original works written for the themes you guys decide on our Poll Parties (and there is one in curse right now! Link HERE for you guys to vote); and now I intend to open the Headcanon section, and to fill this new section with some new works for you guys to enjoy, I ask you to send me your requests and ideas for us to celebrate the 900 Followers mark of our blog!

The requests for the celebration must be sent on the following rules:

01 situation per request.

You must choose a char

The Headcanons can be requested to the following characters: Björn Ironside, Ubbe Ragnarsson, Hvitserk White Shirt, Sigurd Snake in the Eye, Ivar the Boneless and exceptionally for this celebration: Ragnar Lothbrok, Harald Finehair, Floki the Boatbuilder, Lagertha the Shieldmaiden and Aslaug Sigurdadottir.

The requests made for this celebration will be launched after my residential moving is over and the internet provider transferred to my new address. So as the Poll Party will also be closed after this period and I'll be working on the new original content for the theme you guys chose this time!

Until there, enjoy my lists (Masterlist, Plotlist, Ragnarssons In Archive, Original Content Masterlist) and if you want to be tagged on my works, please send me an ask for my Taglists opened telling me in which one of them do you want to be tagged!

And if you want to support this wonderful work, feel free to pay me a Ko-fi or check on my Patreon's Page and become a supporter of this amazing blog!

Special thanks to my beloved bror @ivarswickedqueen , my lovely vens @bang-kim-bap and @directionlessbuthappy for the support you guys have been giving me, my sweet anon benefactor for the new glasses to come, and all of you guys for the sweetness, support, tenderness, presence, comments, encouraging words and love I receive every day!

LET'S BECOME 1000! THANK YOU!

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