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FIRST DATE- Laurits Seier HC
about 0.55 thousand words or 550 if I’m not being ‘fancy’.
I did not check this for mistakes, but if there are some I still hope you enjoy.
and as always please do not copy my work, thanks!
First date—
In the spirit of being cliche, you had wanted to go to the cinema together.
The fact you were both flat-broke altered that original idea. Instead, the two of you set up in his living room to watch movies. 
Laurits bought drinks while you prepared popcorn and the candies you got from the local shop and brought from home.
You both planned to watch movies once the sun started to go down, but decided to start earlier to set everything up.
Since you couldn’t have a normal movie theater date you decided to create a combination of pillow and blanket fort. Laurits being the mischievous little asshole he is couldn’t help but have a pillow fight with you.
This ended up in three pillow/blanket models being destroyed. You however did not mind his childishness and joined in on the pillow fight.
Lucky you ever won two out of the three. In the last one, Laurits rolled around on the floor as you hit him with a pillow, “mercy, mercy,” he tried to let out, but he couldn’t control his laughter.
“Never,” you said back and hit him one last time before helping him up.
The two of you and your schemes even led to the popcorn mess you had created.
You had fun competitions of throwing popcorn in each other’s mouths and cheating while trying to determine who could catch the popcorn better.
In all seriousness, both of you guys had popcorn in your hair when Laurits decided to throw a handful in the air to see how many he could catch in one go.
“Wow, real nice.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“You just wasted an entire handful of popcorn, Laurits.”
“Yeah, and I caught three in my mouth. That’s a new record.”
“Well, then I’m certain you wouldn’t mind if I-“ you said as you threw a handful at the unsuspecting teen.
Your laughs echoed throughout his house. The date itself seemed to become more of a sleepover than a first date, but neither of you really minded. 
After the movie and the popcorn debacle finished, you checked the time determining that you needed to head home. 
You didn’t live too far out, so Laurits walked you there instead of the two of you riding on his bike.
It was only a two minute walk but you enjoyed staying warm and huddled up beside him to stop the cold and benefit from the body heat.
It was a little too chilly for the two of you to hold hands. You had forgotten your gloves and even though he offered you his, you refused to let him suffer from the cold.
When you reached your house Laurits was a bit awkward, but it only led you to making eye contact and then bursting into laughter. 
You grabbed your house key and unlocked the door. The two of you said goodbye. Before you escaped into warmth you placed a soft kiss on his cheek and waved, inviting in the heat of your home with flushed cheeks.
Laurits was left outside a blushing, stammering mess. Like the other cliches, he moved his hand to his cheek and held it there replaying the moment in his head as he walked back home.
You two were definitely going to hang out again.
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hannaswritingblog · 1 year
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Imagine: being Laurits Seier’s girlfriend and him confronting you when you become distant
Fandom: Ragnarok
Requested by @daughter-of-the-stars11 [x]
Initially meant to be a ficlet - transition to an imagine explained here. Thank you for understanding.
As usual, you're waiting for Laurits after school. He seems to always have some business to take care of with other students.
You don't mind that, you know that once he's done, he'll have all of his time just for you, but you can never understand how it's so easy for him to make friends and maintain relationships with other people, especially when he's a new student. You've known most people in Edda most of your life and you still have issues in making new friends, while Laurits can sometimes make them in a matter of seconds even after coming back to the town after a few years.
Knowing that you have problems with interpersonal relationships and he could be partners with anyone he wants, you appreciate it even more that you had Laurits's attention and eventually became his girlfriend. Sure, maybe he's the only person you enjoy spending time with and you're holding onto him quite much, but it's never bothered you... at least not until a group of students passes you by and you hear one of them saying:
'I can't believe Y/N is out here on her own.'
'Right? It's weird to see her without Laurits, she doesn't seem to ever let him go,' their friend adds.
You instinctively turn your head towards the group. They must've realised you overheard the conversation as one of them approaches you and says:
'Hey, Y/N. Where's your boyfriend?'
'I'm not sure what you mean...'
'Oh, you must know what I mean. You're always clinging onto him, I'm surprised you're not glued to his arm.'
You want to push back, but good responses to bullying have never been your forte. Before you can think of anything to say, Laurits appears next to you.
'Is everything okay, Y/N?' he asks, putting his arm around your waist. 'Are they bothering you?'
'No, it's okay,' you respond, at the same time slightly moving away from him.
'Good. So, do you still want to come to my place as we planned?'
'Of course. That would be great.'
You hope he doesn't notice how you keep the distance between you two or always find an excuse not to hold his hand, like needing to blow your nose or put on gloves. Yet, once you make it to his house and get a moment alone in his room, he asks:
'What got into you today? Have I done something wrong?'
'No, not at all,' you answer. 'You're perfect, as always.'
'So, what is it? Did those people at school tell you something?'
'Well... they said I never let you go and I'm always clinging to you. I think it seems weird to others, so I thought I should... step back a little.'
Lauris reaches out for your hand and holds it tightly, even when for a second you want to move it away.
'I don't care what other people say, Y/N,' he starts to explain. 'They can see us as the weirdest couple in this town, I really don't care. I love you and I don't mind the way you are at all. It makes me happy how close we are, and I wouldn't exchange it for anything.'
'Do you mean it?' you make sure one more time.
'Of course!'
You finally allow yourself to smile and go for a hug. Laurits returns the hug with a sigh of relief.
'I missed being so close to you,' he whispers, 'even if you've only been distant for a few hours.'
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nelbrownworld · 2 years
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Laurits Seier Headcanons
Eat together cereal with milk
Ride with him on his motorcycle
Paint each other's nails
Feed a pet together while listening to rock
Often go with him and his friends to parties
If you are just the two of you, then you arrange your mini parties at home or outside
Drunk can come to you in a dress
Let each other wear your clothes
Calls you different nicknames
Sneaks up unnoticed and hugs you from behind
When he lies on your lap, you play with his hair while looking at his peaceful face
You keep telling him how beautiful he is because it makes you sad to hear him call himself a freak
In the morning and not only without even asking, he pours you coffee
Go to second hand stores to buy unusual clothes
When you enter his room, hiding, he jumps out of the corner and pulls you sharply, embracing and kissing you tightly
Breaking stereotypes
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I hope you liked it (⌒_⌒;)
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laurits-loke-seier · 2 years
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Skamløs 🐍 Part 4 / På Seier huset
🐍This is a y/n type of story. The reader is a foreigner; the reader is a female; I will try my very best to keep physical descriptions to a complete minimum.
🐍May contain strong language. No major triggers, but if there are any - worry not, you will be warned in advance! Also, it's my first time writing fanfiction & English is not ma native language, so please be kind 😅
Part 1 / Den nye jenta ~ Part 2 / Som en jeg kjenner ~ Part 3 / Rolig til sinns
Also published on Wattpad
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Summary: The part where you and Laurits try to get ready for the party at the Jutul cabin. And you start to see more colours of Laurits.
Laurits and I walked to where I live with Liv, which is apparently not very far from his home. He laughed that it must be destiny that I ended up in ‘this shit neighbourhood’ just like him.
I left him to wait on the steps outside the house, by his request, then quickly changed my outfit into something good enough for the party and a motorcycle ride. 
“Hope I didn’t take too long.” I came out and locked the door.  Once I turned around, Laurits clearly looked me up and down, and back up again. “What are you doing?”
“Checking you out, clearly.” he huffed with a smirk, evidently not embarrassed at all. I laughed a bit and shook my head at how unbothered this dude is.
“I assume you need to make yourself pretty as well?” I was half joking, but his expression was so genuine, like it’s common sense.
“Of course, what do you think, I’ll miss an opportunity to show off a banger outfit? C’mon, Y/N, honestly.”
Ok, now I really want to see what he has in mind.
I was about to say I’ll wait outside, when he basically dragged me in as soon as I opened my mouth. We stumbled in, both of us giggling like idiots when I tripped over my own feet and nearly fell nose first on the floor.
“Laurits?” I heard a concerned woman’s voice come from inside the house. I stiffened up and got serious in a second. That has to be his mother, and I would hate to make a first bad impression. Childhood trauma, put a pin in it.
He gave a weird look and I just shook my head like ‘not now’. Soon enough we walked closer to the dining/kitchen area and his mother raised her eyebrows upon seeing me.
“Mom, this is Y/N, she’s an exchange student from Y/C. Please don’t be weird while I go change.” he spilled quickly, giving her a pleading look then jogging up the stairs, leaving me with his mother. 
With his mother, whom I don’t know how fluent in English she is, and me, not very fluent in Norwegian. 
I just smiled shily. Seriously, what should I say besides hi??
“Kaffe eller te? (Coffee or tea?)” she asked finally, smiling warmly.
“Kaffe, takk. (Coffee, thanks.)” Oh thank Gods, something simple.
“Med sukker? (With sugar?)”
“Ja, takk! (Yes, please!)”
I looked around the lilac coloured room. Pretty cosy for such an old house.
“Vær så snill, sitt ned. (Please, sit down.)” She came back with a cup of coffee and put her hand on my back, leading me to the dining table.
I just nodded smiling, took the cup from her hands and sat down.
“Jeg heter Turid. Og du er…? (My name is Turid. And you are…?)” she trailed off. Naturally, she forgot my name after Laurits just blurted all of that out so quickly.
“Y/N. Det er hyggelig å møte dere. (It’s nice to meet You.)” I hoped I was being polite enough how I spoke, feeling my cheeks heating.
“Samme her. (Same here.)” she said, squeezing my hand in an assuring manner. I gave her a more relaxed smile.
“Um, does Laurits usually take a long time getting ready?” I asked, sipping the coffee.
“O, noen ganger. (Oh, sometimes.)” she sighed with a laugh. “Gå, besøk ham. (Go, visit him.)”
I blinked a few times, unsure. Visit him?
She probably saw the confusion in my face and jokingly nudged me to get up and pointed upstairs. I let out an awkward laugh, finished up my coffee and went upstairs.
His room door was quite obvious - some punk rock music playing through the door loud enough. I knocked hard so he really hears me.
The door opened shortly, with Laurits half dressed, hair disheveled. Quite an annoyed look on his face.
“What’s wrong?” I raised an eyebrow.
“Can’t fucking find anything to wear.” he muttered and let me in.
I couldn’t hold in the laughter that bubbled up from my chest. He threw me a dark glare.
“I’m sorry. I am. Just… same problems here.” I defended myself. “Ok, Prince, let’s see what we can do about this horrible horrible situation.”
He smirked and steered me by my shoulders to his small messy wardrobe.
“Dear Gods, Laurits, this looks miserable. Is it always like this?” I motioned to the mess, and gave him a very dramatic-comical look. 
“I need your help picking something out, not your commentary on the wardrobe itself.”
“Okej, but my help comes with commentary, so…” I laughed while digging through the clothes. Picked up something that cannot be his - a floral shirt. “Hej, how about this wonderful piece? You’ll be the talk of the night, for sure.” 
He just stared at me through his eyebrows, not saying anything. I chuckled, kind of nervously, because it would feel better if he said something! Now it makes me think he’s rather planning something mischievous. 
“No? Not fancy enough for you?” I looked at the shirt myself, as if examining it. “I’d say go for it.” I nearly laugh-snorted, imagining him in this.
Only that what escaped my mouth was a blood curdling scream.
Because this bastard buried his thin fingers between my ribs. And seeing how tickling apparently I am, he locked me in his arms, my back to his chest, and kept torturing me.
“Take it back!” he almost growled in my ear.
“Neeeeeiiii! Neverrrr aaahhh-hahaha!” I yelled and erupted in hysterical laughter once he assaulted my sides again. Tears streaming down, my cheeks and stomach aching from laughter.
“I can do this all night.” he grunted with laughter.
“T-that sounds aahahah p-p-perverted!!” I screamed, trying to break free, but he held me quite tightly. “F-f-fuck ooooff!!” I kept laughing hysterically and kicking the air.
The door to Laurits’ room flew open with a crash and we just froze.
Magne is standing widely in the doorway, looking fairly surprised. And wait, is he holding a fucking huge-ass hammer?
“What is going on?” Magne broke the silence and loud rock music background, his cheeks getting a tint of pink when his eyes darted between us two.
This probably looked interesting. Me, screaming bloody murder here, his brother shirtless, with me locked in his arms.
“Please leave. I am busy serving Justice.” Laurits said suddenly in a very calm tone. “And what were you thinking of doing with that thing?” he mocked, motioning to the hammer in Magne’s hand. Which he hid behind him awkwardly. 
“N-nothing.” he stammered, then looked at me. “Are you really ok?”
“Yes, Magne. We’re just fighting. I think.” I chuckled and looked over my shoulder at Laurits.
I felt a shiver run down my body, because his gaze was stone cold towards Magne. Like he completely shifted, his hold on me tightening like a python slowly strangling its prey.
I lightly squeezed his hand that was around my waist. Only then did he break eye contact with Magne and turned his attention to me. 
“You ok?” I asked quietly. His gaze slowly softened and he nodded. Then wordlessly let go of me and just shut the door in his brother’s face.
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jester-lover · 1 year
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Hello
Important Stuff
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The masterlist is updated after 5-7 posts usually!! You might see some of my work on Quotev or Ao3!!! (Or even wattpad:0) :)
I'm Jester, and I'm a minor.
Other Blogs of Mine
- MAIN- @vampire-beloved
- other acc- @pierrotsmoon , the works from here will also be in my masterlist
General:
Be nice 
Have manners, be polite
I have a life outside of this, know that I cannot always immediately respond
I will not tolerate spoilers, I will block you
I reserve the right to delete asks I feel I cannot do for you, do not take it personally, it just means I couldn’t come up with anything for your ask
Do not ask personal questions
I do not support JKR
I do not own the characters I am writing for
Will write:
Female reader (personal reasons)
Fluff
Mild blood
Sickness
Won't write:
Male reader (i have no experience being male)
Extreme Angst
Smut
Bigotry
p*do, be@sti@lity, inc3st,non-c0n, morally wrong things like that
character x character
character x OC 
On to the fun stuff!
Fandoms I will write for:
Creepypasta
Marble Hornets
EMH
Gotham (tv)
DC Comics
MCU
Sandman (both netflix and comics!)
Ragnarok
Re-Animator
Metalocalypse (warning: I know little lol)
Marauders 
Lost Boys (1987)
Twisted Wonderland
My Babysitters a Vampire
The Young Ones (1982)
One Piece (live action)
Naruto
Frankenstein (only the creature)
Once Upon a Time
Characters I will be delighted to write for:
Tim Wright
Edward Nygma (pre and post riddler)
Scarecrow (Jonathan Crane)
Victor Zsasz
Klarion the Witch Boy
Loki
Remiel
Duma
Wanda
Barbie
Desire
Laurits Seier
Magne Seier
Herbert West
Toki Wartooth
Sebek Zigvolt
The Creature (Adam) from Frankenstein
Felix from OUAT
DM me about my preferences for specific characters.
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pierrotsmoon · 1 year
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<3
I'm J, and I'm a minor, I write on Ao3 as PierrotJester.
General:
Be nice 
Have manners, be polite
I have a life outside of this, know that I cannot always immediately respond
I will not tolerate spoilers, I will block you
I reserve the right to delete asks I feel I cannot do for you, do not take it personally
Do not ask personal questions
I do not support JKR
I do not own the characters I am writing for
Will write:
Female reader (personal reasons)
Fluff
Mild blood
Sickness
Won't write:
Male reader (i have no experience being male)
Angst
Smut
Bigotry
p*do, be@stiaity, inc3st,non-c0n, morally wrong things like that
character x character
character x OC 
On to the fun stuff!
Fandoms I will write for:
Creepypasta
Marble Hornets
EMH
Gotham (tv)
DC Comics
MCU
Sandman (both netflix and comics!)
Ragnarok
Re-Animator
Metalocalypse (warning: I know little lol)
Marauders 
Lost Boys (1987)
Twisted Wonderland
My Babysitters a Vampire
Repo the Genetic Opera
The Boy (Brahms Heelshire)
Black Christmas (1974)
Characters I will be delighted to write for:
Tim Wright
Edward Nygma (pre and post riddler)
Scarecrow (Jonathan Crane)
Victor Zsasz
Klarion the Witch Boy
Loki
Remiel
Duma
Wanda
Barbie
Desire
Laurits Seier
Magne Seier
Herbert West
Toki Wartooth
Sebek Zigvolt
DM me about my preferences for specific characters.
masterlist is on my previous account, find it in my bio
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fandomscompilation · 8 months
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My first time asking for a fanfic so I don't know how to request. So can you make a Laurits Seier x FEM (or gender neutral) reader? I don't know what to do next..😭
Of course love, I'll try to come up with something. If you have any specific details you want in the fic send me a private message 🙈
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athenaeum-simps · 3 years
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n1ghtlux · 3 years
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Ragnaro̱k (Netflix) x reader
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Magne Seier:
Return
In which you return to Edda and meet an old... friend.
Cookies and Thunder
In which you meet up with Magne at his place and casually find yourself being able to lift Mjolnir.
In the Rain
Kissing Magne for the first time [fluff]
Video imagine
Magne couldn’t save you. [angst]
please stay
Soft Magne after losing his powers and a fight with Fjor. You’re taking good care of him though. [angst, FLUFF]
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Laurits Seier:
Fjor Jutul:
Saxa Jutul:
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[requests closed for now.]
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lucielbi666 · 3 years
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Imagine
Character: Laurits Seier
Warnings: None, just some fluff and my poor attempt of writing and of comedy
Pair: Laurits × GN!Reader (Gender Neutra)
Tv Show: Ragnarök (available on Netflix)
(Excuse my gramar, english is not my first language (; )
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Title: The 'Hickey' and Kiss
Summary: Laurits and Y/N are friends, both having many things in common. They are very close to each other, VERY close indeed, and many people think they are a couple (something they both deny when asked) but after a small domestic accident, they both finally admit their feelings
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It was just another boring day at the cold small town of Edda, Y/N already thought that his day couldn't get any worse. They were almost late for class, had woken up with their little sister screaming in their ear and had a huge red mark on their neck.
Y/N: I'll never stay up until four in the morning reading fanfic again *said frustrated but deep down knew it was a lie and would do it again*
When they arrived at school, fortunately it was still on time by some miracle, they quickly put their books into the locker. A few seconds after their arrival a certain blue eyed boy appeared beside them
Laurits: You look horrible *smiled sideways*.
Y/N: Hahaha, thanks for the compliment Laurits. Very kind of you *responded mockingly*.
Laurits: *shrugs* Just playing my role as best friend.
Y/N rolled their eyes, straightening the jacket on their body but unintentionally letting the red mark on their skin show. Something that did not go unnoticed by the brunette's eyes
Laurits: *came closer* The night was fun then *tried to touch the mark while mocking*.
Y/N: Don't fucking touch it, it was an accident this morning. I got burned by the hair dryer, didn't put the cap on and left it too close to my neck while drying my hair *explained trying to cover the mark with their jacket*.
Laurits: *came closer again and touched the mark with his cold fingers while smiling mischievously* Looks like a hickey.
Y/N's eyes widened, this time picking up his cell phone and using the camera to get a better look. It did look like a hickey and Laurits seemed amused by their panicked looks
Y/N: It's not funny *they said pulling the boy's hand away from them*.
Laurits: Yes it is, let's admit it *went his arm around Y/N's neck*.
They said nothing, just sighed and let the brunette guide them down the hall. Being the naughty boy that he was, Laurits took advantage of the position his arm was in and lowered their jacket to show Y/N's neck. The students scattered in the corridor watched the couple of friends and whispered among themselves, more specifically about the red mark on Y/N's neck and about 'Seier's relationship with them'.
Although deep down they both knew that there was a certain spark between them. Laurits was looking for that feeling of belonging and the deep desire to be the object of someone's affection
The same was true for Y/N, they both felt that way and felt complete in each other's presence. The certainly affectionate nicknames, sarcasms to each other and even the passionate glances did not go unnoticed
The day passed almost like a flash, Laurits never leaving Y/N's side. They didn't mind, they were used to this more 'clingy' attitude of the blue-eyed boy.
Laurits: Do you want to come to my place today?
Y/N: And do what?
Laurits: I was going to suggest that we eat all the cereal stock and listen to rock music until the neighbors complain but only if you want to.
This was one characteristic of Laurits that Y/N liked, he would never drag them into doing something they did not want to do. Laurits always asked for permission to do something for both of them and always respected their wishes
Y/N: *smiles sideways* Come on then, I don't have time to go home anyway.
The pair started walking through the cold streets, feeling the icy wind on their skins during the short walk. When they arrived at the Seier residence, Laurits quickly guided them to his room
Laurits: *opening the bedroom door* Make yourself at home dear.
Y/N dropped the backpack on the floor, soon taking hold of the brunette's bed and lying down on it. Taking their cell phones out of their pockets and putting on some random music in medium volume, then watching the figure of Laurits
The brunette was standing while he unpacked his jacket and looked for something on the shelf of the room. He then picked up a pack of cigarettes and a lighter with an LGBT theme, put one of the cigarettes in his mouth and lit it
Laurits: * the smoke while holding the cigarette* Want one?
Y/N shrugged, then reached out his hand for the cigarette but took what was in the brunette's hand and took a drag in front of him
Laurits: *looks surprised as he sits on the bed next to Y/N* Now that surprised me.
Y/N: *taking another drag of the cigarette* The fact that I'm smoking or...?
Laurits: No, the fact that you *picked up the cigarette and took a drag* made it look extremely sexy.
Y/N: *laughs out loud* Do you think it's sexy that we can get cancer from that *points to cigarette*?
Laurits smiled, letting out a puff of smoke, then moved closer to Y/N's face.
The tension in that room was slowly palpable, they felt their hearts beating fast against their chests and the way the brunette's gaze seemed to get darker and darker didn't help
Laurits: I think you're sexy *he said as he shifted his gaze to Y/N's lips*. Will you hit me if I do something I've wanted for a long time?
Y/N took the cigarette from the brunette's hand, pulling him by the collar of his shirt and bringing her lips together with his. The kiss started out awkward, trying to organize the feelings there but soon took on a certain rhythm
The kiss had the strange taste of freshly smoked cigarettes but had a hint of cherry, the sweet taste that contrasted nicely in the kiss. Laurits had his hands resting on the bed's cushion, one on each side of Y/N
And they had one of their hands holding the still-open cigarette, while the other had gone up to the boy's neck and kept it there. The kiss broke when the air seemed to clamor in both their lungs
Y/N: Believe me, I wouldn't hit you cause I wanted that too...
Laurits: *caressing their cheeks* Won't that ruin our friendship?
Y/N: Nope, everyone already thought of us as a couple. I include myself in that.
Laurits took the cigarette from their hands, taking another drag as he put the cigarette out in the ashtray beside the bed. The brunette pulled Y/N's hair to the side and ran his lips down their bare neck and deposited a light seal on the reddish mark
Laurits: Now I can leave a real hickey *joke as he gently scraped his teeth across the area*.
Y/N patted the boy's shoulder, then took him by the chin and placed a seal on his lips. As they parted, they licked their lips and felt the slight taste of cherry again
Y/N: Cherry *commented softly*...
Laurits: Must be the taste of my lip gloss. Did you like it *smiled*?
Y/N nodded, running his fingers through the ebony strands and taking this as the perfect opportunity to make a little joke
Y/N: I kissed a boy and liked it, the taste of his cherry chapstick *sang jokingly*...
Laurits: *laughs loudly* Oh you didn't do that...
Y/N: I kissed a boy, just trying it. I hope he's okay with it *bites his lip*...
Laurits: Oh, he doesn't mind at all.
Laurits kissed Y/N again, making the unusual mix of tobacco and cherry that seemed to be their new favorite taste. Maybe they were really going to bring the rumors about a relationship between them to life, finally admitting their no longer hidden feelings
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Well that was something...
I hope yall liked it...?
Anyways, feel free to give a little heart/share it/comment/ whatever yall feel like it
Feel free to ask a imagine/drable/scenario with anyone one of the main cast of Ragnarök
Bye ;-;
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finnofamerica · 4 years
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Hello! Can you write an imagine with how Magne, Laurits, and Fjor teach an anxious and reluctant reader how to swim and help with their slight phobia of the water?
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Magne - 
Magne would smile, and bring you to the pool - knowing better than to swim in any of the contaminated freshwaters. He’d be very kind about it, getting in the water first and helping you in. Then he’d teach you, not really caring how long it would take. Every time you began to panic, he would be right at your side assuring you were all right. 
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Laurits - 
Laurits never really cared much for swimming. He didn’t like being shirtless in public. The second you told him you didn’t know how to swim, he’d be all over teaching you. 
“There’s only one way to learn,” He’d say as he pushed you in, then jump right in after you. You would splash him in your annoyance and he’d just laugh. You’d be standing on your tiptoes in the water when he’d take your hands, guiding you out deeper and telling you to kick your legs. You might’ve kicked him a few times, but soon enough you were treading water. That’s when he’d decide to call it quits for the day and you’d practice again tomorrow. 
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Fjor - 
Fjor wouldn’t believe you at first. After seeing you’re serious he’d take you swimming. Surprisingly he’d be very gentle with you, reassuring you every step of the way that’d it’d be okay - that you’d be okay. He’d let you hold onto his shoulders while you practiced kicking and learning how to doggy paddle. Afterward, he’d take you to lunch and tell you how proud he is of you.
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I’m just curious, cause I’m reluctant to give myself a whole lot of new requests, but I just started Ragnarok and I’m almost done with season 2 so…
would anyone have like any requests for like Laurits x reader… cause like there is nothing for him, and I absolutely love his character so yeah. If anyone wants to let me know if that would interest them than maybe I’ll take Laurits x reader requests. Also I will done female, male, and gender neutral reader. I typically do gender neutral and female so yeah. 🐍 🐍 🐍 💚💚💚
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hannaswritingblog · 3 years
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Imagine: playing with Laurits’s hair
Fandom: Ragnarok
A/N: Idea for this was suggested in a private chat – I can’t tag the person but if you see this, thank you for it! Also, I know I could make it longer, but I feel like it works well as this short scene too. Enjoy!
You’re sitting in the corridor, waiting for the next class. You have your notebook on your lap; you’re trying to revise before a test while nervously crumpling a corner of a page, but you keep getting distracted by the voices of your friends chatting around you.
Laurits, sitting next to you, leans over and peeks into your notes.
‘Mythology test, hm? I thought you already knew everything.’
‘I guess I do, but I wanted to...’
‘I think what you should want to do is relax,’ he says as he closes your notebook and puts it away.
‘Hey, it’s mine!’ you raise your voice, trying to reach for it.
‘Relax, Y/N, I’m telling you.’
With the stress about the test, you’re not in mood for arguing, so you only roll your eyes at him. Having nothing to do with your hands, you nonchalantly put your arm around Laurits’s neck and wind a strand of his hair around your finger. You’re doing for a longer while before Laurits lets out a deep sigh.
‘Should I stop?’ you ask, taking your hand away.
‘No, don’t stop. It feels good.’
Reassured, you run your fingers through his hair. As time passes, you do it more and more mindlessly, meanwhile chatting and laughing with everyone. Only a smile you exchange with Laurits from time to time reminds you about this little gesture that you share.
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ghoulaxyart · 2 years
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BAM BOOM BAYBAY‼️
Here’s a preview for my pieces in @variant-zine
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laurits-loke-seier · 2 years
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Skamløs 🐍 Part 1 / Den nye jenta
🐍This is a y/n type of story. The reader is a foreigner; the reader is a female; I will try my very best to keep physical descriptions to a complete minimum.
🐍May contain strong language. No major triggers, but if there are any - worry not, you will be warned in advance! Also, it's my first time writing fanfiction & English is not ma native language, so please be kind 😅
Part 2 / Som en jeg kjenner
Part 3 / Rolig til sinns
Also published on Wattpad
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Summary of the chapter: The part where you start your school year as an exchange student in Edda, Norway. This is your first day at school and first impressions on a few peculiar classmates.
"Right, class, we have a new face in our midst. Please welcome Y/N  Y/L/N. She is an exchange student from Y/Country." the teacher did his most awkward to introduce me. I just smiled briefly to the new classmates. "Are you fluent in Norwegian?" he turns to me suddenly, switching to English.
"Ahh, no, not much. I do understand perfectly, I just never had enough practice in speaking the language." I admitted, feeling my cheeks getting hot for no damn reason. I mean, I can speak, but being new, having everyone's eyes on me would certainly make me fuck up so I think it's a good idea to lower their expectations.
"Okej, well that's something, det er bra." he smiled.
"Cool..." I muttered. "Can I sit somewhere?"
"Yes! Yes, let's see, we have a couple of empty spots here. At the back, next to Magne or right here, next to Laurits." he motioned to two guys, one blonde and the other dark haired.
The blonde in the back, Magne, smiled warmly. I glanced at the brunette, Laurits - he was doodling something, and just raised his eyes to me. The way he did it seemed like he was pretending not to care about what's happening around him - but he sees and hears everything.
I started walking, keeping eye contact with him until I reached the desk.
"Can I sit with you?" I asked. He looked down with a tiny smile playing on his lips.
"Ja, come on." he said softly. I don't know what I expected, but definitely not such a smooth tone. I took my seat and the teacher handed me the notes for his class. Norse mythology, huh? I may be sincerely interested in a class topic, wow.
"Y/N, are you at all familiar with the topic?" the teacher brought me back from my thoughts.
"Yeah, I am, somewhat." I smiled.
"Good! So, let's continue then."
----- Lunch break
The hall was overwhelmingly noisy with music, with voices. So I put on my headphones and hit play on my new playlist, filled with punk rock. Naturally, I feel a lot of stress, so music like this helps me vent passively at least. I wish I could lash all this energy out physically, but I may be put in a mental hospital.
I picked a cosy remote spot to have my little lunch, reading the history class notes with a little help of google translate where I felt stuck. I already knew quite a lot due to hearing snippets of the stories from my mother, which encouraged me to look for more stories when I was older. And now, having this opportunity to get to know about it all properly, I am feeling grateful.
The music picked up and my leg automatically started to bounce to the rhythm. Until somebody kicked my leg gently, making me jump.
I raised my head and saw a few of the students from my class. One of them was Laurits, and the other two were girls. I slipped the headphones off.
"Are you okej?" asked one of the girls with platinum blond short hair.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I furrowed my brows in confusion.
"Your leg. Looked like you may have a panic attack or something." she sort of laughed saying that. The other girl giggled while Laurits stared daggers at the back of the blonde's head.
"Lay off." he said. But the girl didn't address it, looking at me with this fake sort of smile.
"I'm only making sure the new girl is fine." she said sickeningly sweetly. I think my face showed it, because Laurits snorted.
"And I assure you, uh whatever your name is-"
"Saxa Jutul. This name means Something around here, just so you know." she cocked her head with a smile.
"Sure. Don't worry yourself about me, you absolute Norway's sweetheart." I finished my sentence, mimicking her sweet tone and leaned back in my seat, showing I am done with this conversation.
Her smile disappeared quickly.
"That might be the nicest thing anyone has ever said about you, Saxa." Laurits chuckled. She turned to him with a hair flip. They stared at one another for one intense moment and Saxa walked away, calling the girl to come with her, like a dog.
"What's up her ass?" I asked him.
"Her privilege, I assume." his tone turned smooth again. "Was she right, though? Are you anxious?" he inquired softly, sitting on the edge of the table in front of me.
I shifted in my spot. He hasn't talked to me all day even though we sit together, and now he chats with me.
"Was just listening to music." I shrugged, not wanting to open up so easily. Laurits was looking at me, almost like analysing. And finally he breathed out with a smile, like he cracked my code or something.
"Can I listen to it?" he asked surprising me. I just stammered in agreement and handed him my headphones, continuing the song where I left it.
Now I took a moment to analyse him. For one thing he seemed to be enjoying my music, which is good. From what I saw in this little school, he seems to be the only person that I could call a mutual, at least in the sense of music taste. And his looks. He has this strange charm about him, not to mention sense of style. I should thank my intuition for making me sit next to him, honestly.
Laurits took off the headphones and handed them back to me.
"Cool, you have awesome taste." he flashed me a smile.
"Takk." I felt myself blush. I hate this effect, it's stupid.
"You shouldn't just sit alone all the time, you know. Come hang out with us after school?" he stood up from the table.
"Us?"
"Some of our classmates" he shrugged "and me." he added, winking at me.
He is barely doing anything to be charming, and I am here, blushing like a little school girl. What the ever loving shit.
"Uhh, yeah, I guess I will find some time." I tried and absolutely failed to sound aloof. Yeah, exchange student, what important fun plans could you have in this small town? Godsdammit. I nearly winced after hearing myself. Laurits just let out a laugh and walked off with a soft 'see you'.
"Ahhh fuckmylife, eh?" I sighed and pulled the headphones back on, sinking deeper into the seat.
----- After school
I realised that I don't have a clue where they planned to hang out. So I grabbed my leather jacket from the locker and stood outside the school, already feeling anxious and thinking of just going home.
If only I knew who else were going I'd ask them! I don't even know the names of most classmates. I just need to spot Laurits and walk with him.
But I saw Magne, the bulky blonde from the back of the class. He at least doesn't seem intimidating, so even if I completely fool myself in front of him, something tells me this guy won't be harsh. Here goes nothing.
"Hei, Magne!"
"Hei." he smiled warmly.
"I was wondering if you know where our classmates are hanging out today? Laurits invited me to come, but forgot to... mention where." I spoke slower with an anxious thought banging in my head. "Oh nei, am I this stupid? Do you think he left it out on purpose?"
Magne's face dropped and he shook his head.
"No, no I don't think he would do that. Not to you."
"What do you mean?"
"He may do this to me, to mess around. But I don't think he has a reason to be like this towards you." Magne explained awkwardly.
"Why is he mean to you?" I felt concerned. Charms and lowkey mean? Sounds like a damn narcissist that I do not want to be close to.
"He isn't mean. He just likes to mess around with me like that. He's my brother."
"Brother??"
"Yeah." Magne smiled. Could already tell - what a kind soul he is.
"Wow! You're so different."
We stood there in silence for a moment. Yeah, ok, brothers annoying the shit out of each other. That's normal, as far as I know.
"So! About that hang out spot then, where is it?" I remembered why I was bothering him.
"Oh, it's usually at the Edda Grillen. Not many places to hang out here anyway." he chuckled.
"Yeah, makes sense." I shook my head in disbelief that I haven't thought about it before. "Do you mind walking there together?" I asked carefully.
Magne blinked a few times and flashed me a broad smile, then nodded energetically.
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moonymoonchild · 2 years
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Comfort
Pairing: Magne Seier x Gn! reader
Summary: fluff with a little angst. Magne feels overwhelmed and goes to the reader's home to find some comfort.
Note: I finished watching Ragnarok yesterday and just had to write this one. Also my first fic in quite a while.
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A familiar ring echoes through your house, making you wonder who was at your door so late at night. The clock read, 1:03 am. One look through the peephole and you already know who it is. You open the door in a hurry, worry, and confusion sweeping through your mind immediately upon seeing Magne’s puffy eyes and messy hair. You immediately pull him in and check to see if he’s hurt himself, hands on his face caressing his cheeks as you tilt your head to look for potential cuts and bruises.
“What happened? Are you hurt?” you ask him as you make him sit down on the couch. “Nothing I just- his sentence is cut off in the middle as an unmistakable sob leaves his mouth. Tears start pouring down his face and he’s desperately looking for something to hold on to as he’s used to fiddling with his toy when he’s stressed or overwhelmed. Noticing this, you hold out your hand for him to hold on to and let him fiddle with your fingers until his breathing becomes steady and he calms down. The two of you sit in comfortable silence, each of you thinking of what to say.
Magne breaks the silence first and you intently listen to what he has to say. “Can we- can we hug?” his question sounded more like a request and you answered him with open arms, letting him settle in your embrace. As he’s sitting in your arms you can still feel him tremble occasionally and so you resort to patting his back in an attempt to soothe him. “Do you want to tell me what’s wrong? It’s okay if you don’t want to,” you say. For a minute or two, there was silence again.
“I just felt too overwhelmed. It’s difficult to keep up with everything,” he says as he ends it with a sigh. “School, the war against the Jutuls, everything just feels to be too much for me and I feel like I haven’t been doing enough,” he adds. More tears start pouring from his eyes and his hold on you gets a little tighter. “You need rest Magne, you need to rest,” you say as you draw circles on the back of his neck. “We’ll find a way out of this, we always do, remember?” you reassure him and his hold loosens a little.
You move away, breaking the hug, taking his face in your hands, and wipe his tears away. Your lips touch his forehead, his nose, his cheeks, and then eventually his lips, as you gently place kisses all over his face. “Stay the night?” you ask him, knowing that he wouldn’t refuse your proposal and he nods his head yes.
The bed dipped as he laid down on the soft pillows on your bed. Thoughts raced in his mind as he tries to settle in the cold sheets underneath him. You placed a warm cup of coffee and a plate of cookies on the bedside table and softly nudge him to make him look at you. “Have some, you’ll feel better,” you say as you pat his back, urging him to sit up. You take out the extra, weighted blankets, knowing that he loves the feeling of those blankets as it brings warmth and a sense of comfort to him. Setting another pillow to the side you sit behind him as he finishes the drink. He turns to you, and this time he has a smile on his face, unlike the frown that he had when you saw him earlier before he came through the door. Both of you lay under the blankets as the rain poured in Edda, making the weather colder. He snuggles in closer to you and presses a soft, chaste kiss on your hairline. “Thanks for helping me out love,” he says, expressing his gratitude to you. Soon enough, soft snores were heard throughout the apartment as the two of you fell asleep in each other’s warm embrace.
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