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Girl, DarkHvitty going berserker about other men making inappropriate comments about his wife body and lusting over her (maybe after she gives birth, like, they talking about how her boobs look bigger and used be steep and proud, and wondering how they would be now since she is breastfeeding and what the baby would do to her boobs, her ass looking wide and full, what they would do to her if they were her husband, this kind of stuff)… *swoon*

Warnings

Kind of dark Hvitty? Not too bad.

A/N: So you asked for dark!Hvitty, you got some dark Hvitty… except, its not exactly the cheery scenario I think you were hoping for. Sorry for the late post.

The gods give, the gods take away.

Wise words said at a time where Hvitserk was not ready for them. He had been away, loosening his braids in favor of a long slicked back look as he grieved bitterly. You didn’t have a hair out of place.

You were still a beautiful mess. You swept the great hall in a gorgeous aqua blue dress, strands laced tight and beautiful waterfall sleeves accentuating a whimsical appearance. Pretending that every night, you did not roll on your side to gaze at an empty bassinet. Or acting like there wasn’t a wall built up between Hvitserk and you. Hvitserk was nursing a blaring headache over a pitcher of ale, resting his head upon folded arms.

“Is he asleep?” Voices of those finishing their ale say.

“Must be. Poor fuck.” Another Viking says. “I’s not everyday a King loses a son.”

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Crazy berserker Hvitty. 😘❤️

#Hvitserk x Reader #Hvitty x Reader #Hvitserk/reader #Hvitty/reader #Dark!Hvitserk #Dark!Hvitty #Vikings imagines #Viking imagine #vikings/reader #ragnarsson/reader #king hvitty!#honestsycrets #berserker!hvitserk

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Every Woman

Hi sy, I have a request. Will you do a rape survivor with Hvitserk? Thanks sy.

A Hvitty going berserker after his wife and kiddo(s) being attacked *swoon*

Gif Credit: (?)

Trigger Warnings

Heavy angst

Graphic depictions of sexual and physical violence.

Rape.

Berserker!Hvitserk

Helplessness and Shame.

A/N: I hope I didn’t miss anything. I will have a second part to fill the rape survivor request. It’s not kinky.

It was natural to have enemies. Hvitserk was a Ragnarsson. He was born having a number of enemies to his family. Aside from his paternity, his old habit of conning whatever woman he could into his bed as a young man made for a varying sort of enemies as well. Now that he is married, his old habits died. A beautiful wife and a his children is all he could ask for. To this day, he recalls seeing out your love pursuing you after promising his affairs with Margrethe met their end. Varying poems of praise meant that at long last, he earned you as his bride.

Freshly back from Hedeby with his hacksilver pendant beating against his chest, he came around the corner to his home within one of the main streets of Kattegat. He neglects the pig pen-- eerily silent of the usually rutting animals bathing in their own mud and grime. He turns into the house-- seemingly quiet one the outside. Popping open the door, there is no fat fluffy cat to rub against his ankles or bite them, depending on that bastard Kol’s mood at any given time.

#Hvitserk x Reader #Hvitty x Reader #Hvitserk/reader #Hvitty/reader #vikings imagines #vikings imagine #vikings/reader #berserker!hvitserk #Hvitserk's heathen feast

honestsycrets reblogged

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Speak Carefully

Girl, DarkHvitty going berserker about other men making inappropriate comments about his wife body and lusting over her (maybe after she gives birth, like, they talking about how her boobs look bigger and used be steep and proud, and wondering how they would be now since she is breastfeeding and what the baby would do to her boobs, her ass looking wide and full, what they would do to her if they were her husband, this kind of stuff)… *swoon*

Warnings

Kind of dark Hvitty? Not too bad.

A/N: So you asked for dark!Hvitty, you got some dark Hvitty… except, its not exactly the cheery scenario I think you were hoping for. Sorry for the late post.

The gods give, the gods take away.

Wise words said at a time where Hvitserk was not ready for them. He had been away, loosening his braids in favor of a long slicked back look as he grieved bitterly. You didn’t have a hair out of place.

You were still a beautiful mess. You swept the great hall in a gorgeous aqua blue dress, strands laced tight and beautiful waterfall sleeves accentuating a whimsical appearance. Pretending that every night, you did not roll on your side to gaze at an empty bassinet. Or acting like there wasn’t a wall built up between Hvitserk and you. Hvitserk was nursing a blaring headache over a pitcher of ale, resting his head upon folded arms.

“Is he asleep?” Voices of those finishing their ale say.

“Must be. Poor fuck.” Another Viking says. “I’s not everyday a King loses a son.”

Keep reading

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Reblog from late post last night.

#Hvitserk x Reader #Hvitty x Reader #Hvitserk/reader #Hvitty/reader #Dark!Hvitserk #Dark!Hvitty #Vikings imagines #Viking imagine #vikings/reader #ragnarsson/reader #king hvitty!#honestsycrets #berserker!hvitserk

honestsycrets

Speak Carefully

Girl, DarkHvitty going berserker about other men making inappropriate comments about his wife body and lusting over her (maybe after she gives birth, like, they talking about how her boobs look bigger and used be steep and proud, and wondering how they would be now since she is breastfeeding and what the baby would do to her boobs, her ass looking wide and full, what they would do to her if they were her husband, this kind of stuff)... *swoon*

Warnings

Kind of dark Hvitty? Not too bad.

A/N: So you asked for dark!Hvitty, you got some dark Hvitty… except, its not exactly the cheery scenario I think you were hoping for. Sorry for the late post.

The gods give, the gods take away.

Wise words said at a time where Hvitserk was not ready for them. He had been away, loosening his braids in favor of a long slicked back look as he grieved bitterly. You didn’t have a hair out of place.

You were still a beautiful mess. You swept the great hall in a gorgeous aqua blue dress, strands laced tight and beautiful waterfall sleeves accentuating a whimsical appearance. Pretending that every night, you did not roll on your side to gaze at an empty bassinet. Or acting like there wasn’t a wall built up between Hvitserk and you. Hvitserk was nursing a blaring headache over a pitcher of ale, resting his head upon folded arms.

“Is he asleep?” Voices of those finishing their ale say.

“Must be. Poor fuck.” Another Viking says. “I’s not everyday a King loses a son.”

#Hvitserk x Reader #Hvitty x Reader #Hvitserk/reader #Hvitty/reader #Dark!Hvitserk #Dark!Hvitty #Vikings imagines #Viking imagine #vikings/reader #ragnarsson/reader #king hvitty!#honestsycrets #berserker!hvitserk