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gardenflowerswriting · 5 years

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Sleeping World (w/Ubbe)

A/N: Fluffity fluff of Ubbe, gif: vikinghistory

I'm a wandering soul

Lost in a city of homes

The earth is plenty

But the soil is thin

You felt yourself tripping through the woods, giggles escaping your young lips as you tried to find a tree to hind behind. "One. . . Two. . . Three!" You could hear the sixteen year old walking through the crunchy Earth, "Come on Y/N!" Ubbe laughed as he darted to look behind a tree, "if I find you first you're it." You mistakenly agreed to play hide & seek with the Lothbrok brothers, Hvitserk took the daring leap to climb upwards, Sigurd ran towards the river, and Ivar sat unamused as he watched.

"She's in the most obvious stop!" He called, rolling his eyes when Ubbe walked in the other direction.

You felt yourself creeping around the tree as his figure came into your view a few meters away. You couldn't help but giggle at his clueless face. Your hand fell to your lips when his eyes matched with yours, he smiled when you realized your mistake. He ticked his tongue, "can't stay quite."

You started to back away, "Ubbe!" A smile across your lips.

He titled his head, "what?" But before he could finish, you turned around, running through the trees. "Hey! . . I'm gonna get you." You cursed yourself for wearing a dress, but when you turned to look back, your hair flew in your face, creating a sheen as you ran foreword. Then, you could feel your foot get caught under something, throwing you over it into the dirt. Your hands went to your head, and before you could open your eyes, you could see Ubbe make the same mistake you did, "AHH!" He few onto you, making his hands hit the ground by your head.

You could feel him lean onto you body, trying to take the force he just felt, you laughed a little, "Are you okay?"

His eyes looked up to you, a small laugh escaping his breathless lips, "yeah," you placed your hands on his cheeks, not being able to place them anywhere else. He smiled, "Are you?"

"Yeah," it felt strange to have him lay on top of you, but also kinda right? You could feel his eyes on your lips, staring at them as he questioned what he should do. Get up, or stay?

Instead of letting him decided, your hand creeped its way to the back of his neck, bringing him to your lips as his hands went around your curves. Your mother always told you your first kiss was to be special, like loosing your womanhood, it must be with someone you loved. You could feel him role over, bringing you to straddle him on top, feeling his hands wrap around your hips, pushing you down to him.

"See! I told you they were here!" You jumped against Ubbe's chest, causing him to let out a little laugh. Hvitserk, Sigurd, and Ivar all towered above you, seeing Ubbe's hands wrapping around your bottom, holding you close to him. You could see the jealously in all the brothers, being they wanted to be the ones who got to steal those things away from you.

My shallow patience

And my tender skin

Could never free me

Like you did

"Y/N!" Ubbe called you to sit next to him. You smiled, walking toward him and Hvitserk, who sat on the other side.

"No Y/N! Sit over here!" Hvitserk patted the seat next to him. You looked over at Ubbe who had a confused look on his face, but you sat down next to the boy, feeling his eyes on you as you began to eat.

Ubbe leaned foreword, "Y/N, do you wish to go to the lake later tonight?" He asked, ripping off a piece of meat.

It had been a few months since you first kissed Ubbe, and you occasionally stole kisses from each other, trying to be as secretive as you could, but when it came to his brothers, they got the full details of how you were. Hvitserk leaned towards you, "or you could help me, I was gonna make some new axes."

"No you weren't," Sigurd spoke, "he's lying," you looked at the younger brother, "y/n, you could help me, I'm helping Vidar with the trades."

Ubbe interrupted, "you two can back off, I asked her first."

You could feel all their eyes on you, waiting for an answer. "I-I."

"Stop pestering this young girl!" Queen Aslaug found her way to the table.

"Mother," The three boys muttered.

Aslaug smiled, walking behind Ubbe to rest her hands on his shoulders, "it seems you have some crushes Y/N."

You could feel you cheeks go pink, but Ubbe rolled his eyes, "Mother."

In a glorious moment

You show me beautiful lights

And I want to know all the colours

Emotion in your eyes

"Ubbbe," you whined as he pulled you deeper and deeper into the forest, "where are we even going?"

He looked back at you, "Are you gonna whine all this time? Hm?"

You smiled, yanking him to be close to you, "if you tell me where we are going," you allowed for your hands to tease his skin, dragging behind his neck and hair, you lips being close to his, "I wouldn't whine," you say, smacking his chest.

"You're a tease."

You smiled, "and your the one who fell in love with a tease," you shrugged, "so who is really at fault?"

He smiled, "Come on," picking you up in one smooth movement.

"Ubbe!" You laughed, "Ubbe put me down!"

Though he didn't put you down until his body came to a stop, you were a little greatful. You stared at him, silently asking what he wanted from you. "Look."

He turned you, showing a small bed of furs and mead. You turned back to him, "you did this? . . for me?"

He smiled, shaking his head as he lead your to it, "lay down." And you did, looking up to see the sky of stars that filled the navy blue background. He found a spot to sit behind you, so your body laid in between his legs and your head could rest on his chest.

"Ubbe-this-this is amazing."

You could feel his fingers run through your hair, kissing your forehead, "that is why I wished to show you."

In a night made of diamonds

I don't see anything else

Cause I'm just learning to hold you

Above a sleeping world

"Oh come on, you can do better than that."

You scoffed at Hvitserk as he sloppily took in his soup. They all watched you, seeing as you attempted to toss a pebble into a small cup. "You wouldn't do any better!"

He shook his head, give it here," he took three rocks from your hands and aimed himself. Carefully raising his head as he tossed it in the hallow horn..

When you heard it click against the bottom of the cup, you widened your eyes, "how did you do that?!"

He stood with his hands open, "a magician does not just give the secrets."

You cocked your head, turning to Ubbe, "will you tell me how to do it then?"

He looked to Hvitserk then you, getting up to take some pebbles from Hvitserk, "Come here." He brought you close to his chest as he dropped one in your right hand, "you have to aim with your good eye," you nodded against his chin; he smiled as his hands wrapped in yours, "like. . . this," he used your hand to toss it, and the small grey circle flew into the cup with more force than Hvitserk's did.

You turned around, "what! That was amazing!" Even if you didn't technically make it, you helped.

He smiled at your excitement, shrugging when you kept asking to do it again, "you try it." You may had not noticed it, but every toss you made, Ubbe's smile grew bigger, knowing he did that. His eyes always followed you, it didn't matter what it was, your arms, hair, hips; he was glued to you. He would miss you, raiding was close.

So deep in the journey

I've been longing for you

But all my love could never be enough

"Come on Y/N! You're so slow!" Ivar smacked your shoulder, knowing if his hands dare touched your butt you would drop him.

"I'm sorry, but who offered to carry you?"

"You?" He said without thought.

"Right, so shut up before I drop you," even if he was thirteen, he weighed a lot. You sat him down on a rock to watch as the men returned from the raid.

You watched Ubbe lifting some swords form the boat, before looking over to you, "Y/N!"

You smiled, waiting for him to walk towards you, being you didn't want to leave Ivar, "Ubbe."

He smiled, wrapping his hand around your hip, "will you be at the great hall tonight?"

You smiled, "Yes." His hand traveled lower to your butt as he kissed you. You pressed your hands against his chest, and laughed, "Ubbe!" You looked behind you, "people are watching!"

He pouted, "but I have missed you."

You could hear Ivar gag, "what is wrong with you both? Disgusting."

"When will it matter when I marry you?"

You raised your brows, "marry me?"

He only nodded his head with a sly smirk, "you'll see."

Then my eyes were opened

And I found everything I was looking for

You held your one year old child within your arms, jumping him on your hip. Ubbe couldn't help but smile as you talked to all the other moms of Kattegat, comparing their children to each other. Though you stood out. The way your smile stuck to your lips, and how your hair matched the color of his sons, he could drop dead with happiness.

The curves of your hips only sucked his eyes into your body, and how you adjusted the small boy on them, he wanted to have another, just to see you with a baby again. You smiled down at the pinked cheeks of your son, Utrid. You held his sides as he leaned backward, a smile on his lips as he his slowly leaned to the ground. When you lifted him back up, relentless giggles escaped his lips, "a-a!"

"Again?" You asked, and he nodded his head. You kept playing games with him before you could feel Ubbe come up behind you,

"Shall we go home?" His hands wrapping around the lower side of your hips.

You smiled, leaning your head to the side to rest on his shoulder as Utrid clapped at his father, "he is tired."

Ubbe smiled, shaking the boy's hands, "what? What is it? Do you want daddy to hold you?" Ubbe reaches over you to take him from your hands, letting the boy balance on his shoulders.

You raised your brows, grabbing the small fur of Utrids, "do not drop him."

Ubbe began your walk home, "what would you do if I did?"

You smiled, "murder you."

(You found me out)

(You found me now)

Tags: @naaladareia @readsalot73 @hail-kattegat @ivarslittlebadgirl @tephi101

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melonlordheroes · 5 years

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All Together, Once Again

-Just yesterday, the 4% pity rate on the Mothers and Sons Son banner had finally claimed the last of Mystery's patience and she was DETERMINED to use the last of her orbs to get a dress for Corrin. This time, however, she was accompanied by a curious Ethlyn and Quan... as well as a very stern looking Finn.-

Mystery: That goddamn dress is gonna be mine, mark my words.

Ethlyn: (a hand on her chin, deep in thought) There's no way, is there? I mean... he does look exactly like you, Quan.

Quan: (soft frown) It wouldn't be unheard of. Sigurd's son appeared here as well as an adult... besides, he has your eyes.

Mystery: (pauses loading Breidablik.) If you're wondering if that's Leif, yeah. That'd be him. All grown up!

Finn: I consider it a mercy you are not summoning for him this time. He ought to be spared your commanding... "expertise".

Mystery: D-Duly noted. Anyway, let's get this show on the roa--

-Mystery fires off a shot on accident, hitting the lone red orb on the circle. She watches, jaw dropped, as smoke fills the room in that all too familiar way... and as it clears, the future King of Thracia is bewilderedly looking around.-

Mystery: --DAMMIT! I CAN'T EVEN BE MAD BECAUSE I'VE BEEN HOPING HE'D SHOW--

Finn: (grabs her shoulders, lifting her off the ground and shaking her) /IF YOU GET HIM KILLED HERE TOO NOT EVEN NAGA WOULD PROTECT YOU FROM MY WRATH!/

Leif: (turns around, smiles) Finn!

Finn: (drops Mystery, turns and bows neatly to Finn) My lord Leif, it is good to see you.

Leif: I must admit feeling deeply glad to know... some... one?

-Leif trails off as he locks eyes with Quan, who tenses up immediately. Ethlyn's hands go to her mouth and tears start filling her eyes. Leif blinks but tries to hold their gaze, then says tentatively...-

Leif: Mother? Father?

-Ethlyn's resolve shatters and she screams as she runs forward, pulling her son into a hug and nearly knocking him over. He does stumble from the force at first, only for Ethlyn to reach up and touch his face. Quan begins to walk over as well, almost doubting Leif is really there, but his pace quickens as he gets closer and he pulls his wife and son into an embrace.-

Ethlyn: My son! My sweet, sweet boy-- gods, you've grown! I've missed so much!

Quan: (quietly) WE have missed so much. ...It's nice to meet you, Leif.

Leif: (blinking tears away, staring up at Quan) S-same to you...

Quan: (gently) I know it might be difficult to see me as your father, given your relationship with Finn--

Leif: By the gods, no! Never! Father, I...

Ethlyn: (openly sobbing at this point) My son, I'm so sorry we left you so early! W-we didn't know about what was-- about the ambush--!

Quan: (puts a hand on her shoulder) Ethlyn, it's all right.

Ethlyn: You lost us and Altena that day because I had to be there but, I swear I--

Quan: Ethlyn. (softly) Please. We should let Leif speak before we confuse him any more.

Ethlyn: (sniffles, rubs eyes) S-sorry, right.

Leif: Don't be sorry, I... I have a great deal of emotions about this, too. (softly) I always... I wondered what you must have been thinking when you left me in Manster. Or if you knew we'd never see each other again, or if... if you'd be proud of who I became. Finn always told me about you and the great things you did, so I tried to live up to your example as best I could. Even if you weren't WITH me, I still felt as if I knew you.

Quan: ...Leif.

Ethlyn: (sniffle) Oh, sweetheart.

Leif: I was always proud to call myself a son of Manster. (rubs eyes) To call myself the son of my mother and father, and to hear people say they saw you in me always made me happy.

-Quan quite suddenly yanks Leif against his chest and begins to cry himself, shuddering powerfully as he does. Ethlyn joins the embrace, sobbing again as all three collapse to their knees.-

Quan: I could never be prouder of you than I am now! My biggest regret will always be that I couldn't have been there to raise you...!

Leif: (clings)

Quan: I'm so deeply sorry, Leif. Could you forgive your fool of a father for failing you?

Leif: You never failed me!

Quan: I couldn't protect your mother and sister, I couldn't survive to come back to you--! If I'd been stronger or smarter we would have lived through that crossing!

Ethlyn: (sniffle) Or if I'd just stayed behind, Altena would have grown up with you...!

Leif: I never once held it against you! If I was- if I was in your position, I'd have gone to reinforce Uncle Sigurd as well! You did the right thing and acted with courage!

-Quan's hold on his family tightens up and his head lowers.-

Quan: All the same, I'd think it better to be a living coward than bravely dead!

Leif: (quietly) Father...

Quan: ...Forgive me. (leans back, wipes face) I know, that was unforgivable to say.

Leif: I understand, though. ...Please don't cry. We're here now, aren't we? We can have back some of what we lost.

Ethlyn: (rubs eyes) R-right. Once Altena's with us... our family will be whole again. And... and we can finally live as a family like we were meant to.

Leif: (sad smile) It might be a while. She lives, but... perhaps I should explain later. In private.

Quan: R-right. (takes a breath, trying to stabilize himself) By the twelve, I must look a sight but we ought to go get you settled. I'm sure you'll want to see Seliph and Nanna...

Leif: (bright smile) Nanna's here?! She got here ahead of me then! Er... (coughs) right. Right. Let's um, let's...

Ethlyn: (chuckle, pats his shoulder as she wipes away the last of her tears) Go get you settled?

Leif: Yes, that's the word. Thank you, Mother.

Ethlyn: (sniffle) Oh gods, I'm going to cry again--! You called me mother and I never thought--!

Quan: (hugs Ethlyn, chuckling a bit himself) I'm on the verge of it myself. Forgive us, my son, seems we'll need some more time to gather ourselves.

Leif: It's nothing, I really... I'm not exactly stable yet either. (laughs, tears at the corners of his eyes.)

-Quan pulls Ethlyn and Leif against him again and all three resume crying and laughing, happy to be together.-

#addressing arrivals #melon lord heroes #AND HE CAME HOME WITH AN ATK BOON HP BANE I AM PLEASED AS HELL

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gardenflowerswriting · 6 years

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Request: Bjorn x Reader w/Ivar

A/n: this one is okay, eh, idk. Sorry I haven’t been posting the requests, just I’ve been somewhat busy (which never happens?) so that has been a little weird. And, if there is spelling mistakes, I’m warning you now.

You sat in the great hall, moving your thumbs between each other, scrapping it with the opposing nail. You felt as though you could have thrown up, though it may have been the child, or nerves, they seemed to merge together.

"What are you doing?"

You looked up to see Ivar sitting in front of you, "hm?"

"You look as white as snow," you could feel your breath get caught. You hadn't told anyone, not even Bjorn. Today was the day you sat in-front of everyone and told them of the news.

You shrugged, "Nerves. . . I suppose."

He laughed to himself, "Nerves? What do you have to be nervous for?"

You swallowed, trying to keep the vomit down, "Ivar, just," you attempts didn't work as you felt it in your throat. Your hand moved to your mouth as you ran for the door.

"Y/N?" You could here him coming behind you.

The vomit came and went as it did every morning for the past month. It was a natural thing to happen in your routine now. "I'm fine Ivar," you whisper, spitting out the horrible taste into the ground.

He went next to you, rubbing your back as you crouched down in the grass, "what is wrong?" You shook your head, but he grabbed your chin and moved him towards you, "What. Is. Wrong."

"Y/N!" You turned to see Ubbe and Hvitserk. "What are you doing?"

You stood quickly and straightened your dress, "nothing," you looked over their shoulders "where is Bjorn?"

Ubbe turned around, "he's still coming back with Sigurd. He didn't mind if we started without him." If Bjorn didn't mind, you did. You couldn't tell them unless Bjorn was there. You nodded and followed the three sons as they sat at the table, Aslaug wasn't in her normal spot either.

"How is Bjorn," Hvitserk asked, nudging your arm.

You rolled your eyes and smiled, "Hvitserk he quite."

Ivar looked at you, "are you really okay?" He asked quietly.

You laughed, "Yes Ivar, I'm fine."

He leaned forward, "I have never seen you throw up like that."

"Ivar I don't see why you care so much. It happens to everyone."

Thankfully, Bjorn and Sigurd stepped in the room. All the eyes went to them as Ubbe stood, "Brothers come, we have a feast some of us wish to eat."

You smiled when you noticed Bjorn watching you, "Come on," you tapped on the seat next to you.

He followed the sounds and pulled the chair forward, "How are you, love?"

You put your hand to his cheek as he kissed your hard, "fine," you whisper. He wanted to kiss you again, but you pulled away, "I have a surprise."

He leaned back in his chair, "surprise?" You nodded, "what surprise?"

You leaned towards his ear, whispering in a low tone, "I'm with child."

His head cocked sideways, "what?"

You smiled, "Yes," nodding as his face showed disbelief.

He lifted himself up off his chair and picked you up, spinning your around the room. "This is wonderful news, Y/N!"

You forgot that you weren't the only ones when you heard Ivar speak, "what news?"

Bjorn set you down slowly, this time taking precautions to ensure he didn't hurt you, picking up his glass he spoke to his siblings, "Brothers, Y/N," he looked at you, "is with child."

They looked at you both with blank stares, "are you serious?" Ubbe asked. You nodded, and once they finally believed you, they cheered, "finally! That child better live up to the expectations!" Bjorn joined his brothers in drinking and laughing.

But there was one you noticed who hadn't been smiling, you shuffled to Ivar’s seat, leaning close to his ear, "you know, you could smile?"

He glared up at you, "was this why you were sick?"

You cupped your stomach, "well, I wished for it to be a surprise. I didn't even tell Bjorn till just now." He didn't change his deathly stare, you slapped him playfully on the shoulder, "Ivar, don't stare like that, you'll burn holes into me." When he didn't anwser, or stop, you walked to Bjorn and took a seat, resting on the arm on his chair.

When he noticed you, he wrapped his hands around your hips and pulled you into his lap, "what will it be my love, boy or girl?"

You smiled, "let us hope a boy."

Ivar sat up, "with our family the gods will it a girl." His snarky comment was meant to discourage yours.

Bjorn only turned his head to yours, "well, bless it be the gods we have a girl, she will look like her mother." Ivar looked to have been boiling in his seat, his nose would twitch into announce every time Bjorn contradicted him.

"Gods help her if she looks like you," he muttered, clashing his cup with Hvitserk when he was the only one to laugh.

Bjorn shifted uncomfortably in his seat, "Are you jealous, brother?"

Request by: @ivartheblessed

#ivar imagine #ivar lothbrok #ivar the boneless #ivar x reader #viking imagine #ivar #vikings #ivar fluff #ivar the boneless imagine #bjorn ironside #bjorn lothbrok #bjorn imagine #bjorn x reader

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