Hello, I want to request an imagine where he (as in any ragnarson) realizes his wife is a psychopath. She looks and acts innocent, but if you try to hurt her or her family in any way she does anything in her power to make your life miserable, making use of her expressed innocence as a good evader of justice.
hi! thank you for your request, i’m writing up a chapter of a series right now, but once that is written up, i will get to your request! thanks so much and i hope i do this justice.
hvitserk never thought his tiny wife could ever be malicious nor uncaring.
since the day he met her he’d known her to be kind, smart, gentle and soft spoken.she was the sweetest woman he’d ever met.
she’d always be the first one to break up a fight between his youngest brothers, ivar and sigurd.she’d always be the first to apologize to him after a fight, even if it wasn’t her fault.hvitserk never thought his wife could be violent.
margarethe, hvitserks first love had been acting out lately. and by acting out meant she was flirting with hvitserk way more than she ever had before, even when they were seeing each other.
of course, hvitserk did not want her back, he loved his wife, loved her more than life itself, he’d never choose anyone over her.
but the flirting wasn’t the problem.one night, margarethe had pressed herself into hvitserk, begging him to lay with her, just one more time. (y/n)’d never have to know.hvitserk declined heavily, pushing her from him with harsh force.
the flirting never bothered (y/n), what bothered her was what happened the next day.
margarethe had spread the word that hvitserk was.....lacking in his manly requirements.
so, this caused every man and woman in kattegat to laugh at hvitserk, every time he passed by.
this angered his innocent little wife to no end.
it all started in the hall when everyone was having dinner, people laughing, cheering, telling stories of great raids.
but, everyone stopped laughing when a larger northmen gained (y/n)’s attention.
“why do you stay with hvitserk, when you could have a real man to please you”.
hvitserk watched as (y/n)’s eyes darkened.
“he pleasures me just fine” she answered back, her voice quiet as usual, but holding a much darker undertone.
the man laughed, chugging his ale.
“by the way margarethe made it sound, he could not pleasure-”.
the man cut his own words off with a blood curdling scream.
(y/n) had reached across the table and stabbed her fork into the mans hand, clean through.
hvitserks mouth hung open in shock, as did the people closest in her life. he’d never seen her do such a thing.
she even declined training, telling hvitserk she didn’t want to be known for killing people, that being known as (y/n) lothbrok, husband of hvitserk lothbrok was just enough.
she pulled her fork out of his hand, smirking as he fell to the floor, clutching his heavily bleeding hand to his chest.
that night, was just the beginning.
every man and women that picked at hvitserk had all dealt with hell for the months to come.
some awoke completely naked in the middle of town, tied to a wooden beam,
the rest.....made hvitserk shutter.
and this day.....this day hvitserk found himself frozen in the doorway of his home, staring at his wife as she straddled another female.....who was hog tied.
(y/n) was cutting all of her hair off with her own blade, laughing at the woman below her.
hvitserk stomped over to her, grabbing his wife by the waist and jerking her off of the woman.
hvitserk grabbed (y/n)’s blade and untied the woman, he could barely get two words out before the woman was out the door.
(y/n) stood by the fireplace, wiping the woman’s hair from her skirts, looking completely unfazed.
“(y/n), what has gotten into you lately?” hvitserk breathed, running a hand over his face and neck.
he watched her sigh and shake her head.
“i do not know what you are talking about-”.
“yes, yes you do. attacking those people-”.
“they deserved it!” (y/n) exclaimed, throwing her hands up in exasperation.
hvitserk sighed and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
“love, what they did.....honestly, it can be ignored”.
(y/n) growled and shoved his arms away, pacing the small hut back and forth.
“no one, no one hurts my family and gets away with it”.
hvitserk stared at his wife, seeing her raging and seething with anger.
she looked.....like a woman possessed though it frightened hvitserk seeing her this way, he couldn’t help but feel aroused.
“(y/n), i do not think anyone will say or do anything else to me or the rest of our family after this” hvitserk said, making her sigh.
“they have not suffered long enough” (y/n) seethed, her hands shaking by her sides.
hvitserk closed his eyes, running his hands over his face and neck.
suddenly, ubbe was standing in the doorway, looking between both hvitserk and (y/n).
“mother- aslaug wishes to speak to you”.
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“do you deny these accusations?” aslaug asked, placing her hand under her jaw, staring at (y/n) with hooded eyes.
hvitserk stood by the doors to the entrance of the hall, his arms crossed over his chest.
it made him nervous how everyone was looking at his wife like that, but she never crumbled.
“yes. i do not deny that i attacked that man, but of course, you were a witness to that. but i do deny every other accusation made”.
her voice was sweet, kind, and gentle, just like it always was.
aslaug nodded to this, making all the people in the hall break out into chatless mumbling.
aslaug silenced them with a wave of her hand.
“what would have made them start these accusations if they were not true?”.
hvitserk watched as his wife’s shoulders sagged, and frowned as he heard her sniffle.
“ever since margarethe spread those nasty rumors about my husband, they have treated us like dirt! i was angry, and upset, but i never lashed out on anyone. i promise you, queen aslaug”.
hvitserk watched his mother’s expression soften towards the girl.
her innocence, her soft voice, her gentle eyes, it was enough to make anyone fall to their knees and kiss the woman’s feet.
“then, it is settled, you are free to go” aslaug called out, making hvitserk sigh with relief, and everyone else break out into angry chatter.
(y/n) wiped her tears away and turned a bit, looking toward her husband.
hvitserk felt his eyes widen as she sent him a wink.
oh, what would he do with her?
