masterlist - vikings

Alfred:

imagine 1, prompt: “I’ve come here with no expectations, only to profess, now that I am at liberty to do so, that my heart is, and always will be, yours”

imagine 2, prompt: “Love makes you a liar”

imagine 3, prompt: “Break my heart a thousand time, it’s yours”

imagine 4, prompt: “When I’m with you, I’m happy”

imagine 5, prompt: “He’s adorable, what’s his name?” (modern AU)

imagine 6, kiss prompts 42 and 22

imagine 7, shy!Alfred and sassy!viking!reader, kiss prompt 28

imagine 8, prompts: “Did you just hit me? With a pillow? Oh. It’s on now”, “If you want me, come and get me”, and kiss prompt 48 (modern AU)

imagine 9, healer!reader, prompt: “I don’t want material belongings! I want my heart back!”, kiss prompt 4

imagine 10, (modern AU)

imagine 11, prompt: “his eyes are classic novels and poetry” (modern AU)

imagine 12, prompts: “I’m fully capable of kicking your ass”, “You’re dead”

imagine 13, viking!reader, prompts: “I’m fully capable of kicking your ass”, “What are you doing here? It’s too dangerous!”

imagine 14, prompt: “I wished every day to hold you once more”

Ivar:

imagine 1, prompt: “My soul sees its equal in you”

imagine 2, prompt: “I want kisses” (modern AU)

imagine 3, birthday present for a friend

imagine 4, prompt: “There is something between us and it is the most beautiful thing I have ever felt” (modern AU)

imagine 5, prompt: “I tried to move on, but nobody is you!”

Aethelred:

imagine 1, prompt: “You’re my perfect match” (modern soulmate AU)

imagine 2, prompt: “Look at those stars”

imagine 3, kiss prompt 39 (modern AU)

imagine 4, kiss prompt 50 (modern AU)

Hvitserk:

imagine 1, prompt: “I wish we could live together already”

Sigurd:

imagine 1, prompts: “Are you… blushing?”, “How much did you have to drink?”

The amazing headers were made by my lovely friend @flowers-in-your-hayr!

I am proud to say that I have now added Hvitserk to the people I write for as well! 😊

The beautiful headers were made by my lovely friend Gabi (@flowers-in-your-hayr), I am so proud to be able to use them!! 💛

I hope you guys like what I write, I always try to give it my best 😂💕

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The Gilded Cage VI: Sweet Secrets

❛ pairing | oleg!brother x sister!reader, ivar x reader

❛ type | multi

❛ summary | after the ‘accident’, Oleg does not apologize. The wedding comes and goes, and still, he thinks he has control. Maybe he has less than he thought.

❛  warnings | incest, brother x sister (nongraphic this chapter– but oleg is still obsessing), aunt x nephew arranged marriage (it’s not what it sounds like), anger, jealousy, nudity, igor is ivar’s 4B age.

❛ sy’s notes | next chapter will be…… interesting.

You fell into a fitful sleep every day for the next week until that fateful day. Oleg had not apologized. Not realized what damage he had done to you. Nor to your sweet nephew. Your broad and spacious surroundings compressed into the void coldness of nothing, and everything, as cool metal compressed your skin from all sides. The light of the candles radiated through the room. With a loud creek of the door, you brought yourself from your meaningless dream, sitting up with a great start. When you wake, back in your bed, Igor sits at the foot of your bed. He looks fine in his deep red tunic, golden and fine. His dark trousers fit into a pair of sturdy leather boots.

“The wedding is done, aunt…” 

“I fell asleep,” you take notice, sliding upon your hip. Your mind is busy and full, and at the same time, blank. You have a distinct feeling that he’s scared. It radiates off of his hands as he fiddles, turning his wedding ring over his finger over and over again. Without his puppets to keep him busy, you knew that he was momentarily stunted. No matter why it was that Oleg forced this marriage upon him, you knew there was no chance for a marriage– despite the fact that tons of men married women younger than them by years.

The massive room was pin quiet. You ran your fingers over the silken sheets, even your breathing, and crawl toward him. He clenches his slender hand over his new ring, smashing fingers together.

“Be sensible,” you say, settling his hands separately down into his lap. “You are a hostage to anxiety.”

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Like Me XV: The Weighted Bow

❛ pairing | ivar x reader

❛ type | multi

❛ summary | angered by freydis’s betrayal, the reader decides to take oleg’s advice. 

❛  warnings | crippled!reader, revenge, paranoia, crazy!freydis

Before you knew Ivar, you know how it was to struggle. You did not walk easily on two feet. You were one with the ground, the rocks, the thorns, the mud, the cold, the heat– and it was a part of you. Then, you became comfortable: sickeningly comfortable.

“How is it that I wear these?” you ask Guðríðr.

The warrior queen is at your hips, fastening your trousers. On your thighs are the weapons you need. Rorik sits beside you, cringing with every pull of Guðríðr’s hands to fasten weapons. She pulls a leather strap which causes your legs to kick.

“It’s too tight.”

“It’s fine,” you bite out. “Keep going.”

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What She Really Wants IX: The Game

❛ pairing | hvitserk x reader

❛ type | multi

❛ summary | hvitserk realizes what he wants while mads… is unsure of what his father’s job means for his mother.

❛  warnings | sleepy sex, mention of hvitserk’s job.

❛ sy’s notes | patreons: this chapter DOES have an additional scene that was not included in yesterday’s update.

The sun peeks through the curtains at an unholy hour. Its bright rays pierce through your measly curtains, bouncing off your warm blankets. With the brightness, Hvitserk is wide awake. Not that he’s going anywhere. God, no, this was the dream life. A beautiful woman in his bed that was his: womb to lips.

The pads of his fingers caress your exposed skin. Soft, supple flesh under the pads of his fingers. It starts harmlessly enough. Trailing over your shoulders, then lower, over the bump of your spine to the base of your back. God, he wonders, what he’s lost out on for so many fucking years.

His large hand cups your cunt. He knows he shouldn’t. But at the same time, knows he wants to slip into your warm folds. To feel that wetness over his dick again. Yesterday wasn’t enough. His palm melds your soft cunt.

“Wake up,” he whispers in your ear. It’s bright, and early, and you whine because he wants you to get up. Something you really don’t want to do, but Hvitserk hums trailing his lips just barely over your neck. “I missed ya.”

“Hvitserk,” you turn over. He hovers over you, wild chestnut hair long loose. It tickles your nose. You’re vaguely aware of Hvitserk on top of you, although it feels like a dream. His tired eyes take you in, trailing down under the sheets. His thumb brushes over your lips repetitively.

“Morning, princess.”

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Skadi’s Day

❛ pairing | ivar x reader

❛ type | oneshot

❛ requests | Drabble with reader helping Ivar through the snow?

❛  warnings | none, i think

In Kattegat, widows are common. 

Ivar has seen their lament and insists to them that there is no reason to cry. They are with the gods! But… for you, well, that is something completely different. You have no tears. Only joy when you come to the Great Hall. The doors of his Great Hall opens. Ivar has been inside most of the day, only going down the snowless path carefully. Now he sits with Hvitserk and his wife, Thora at a table.

“King Ivar,” you stop behind him, bowing slightly. 

“(Y/N).” 

“Skadi has come down from her mountains. It is snowing. Come see the snow with me!”  

“It has been snowing all day.” 

“Come!” 

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Unexpected I: The Saviour

❛ pairing | ivar x reader

❛ type | multi

❛ summary | after the reader is attacked by wolves, she takes in the one who saves her.

❛  warnings | werewolf!ivar, attacks, wolves, requested piece. magical elemments

❛ sy’s requests | Halloween Ivar where he’s a shapeshifter wolf and protects a woman who protected him years before, not knowing who or what he is. She ends up being his mate, but he’s not sure if she’ll even want him. She does and is willing to love him. Happy ending with a heavy make out scene, please?🙏🏼🙏🏼

Ivar asked a witch/gods to grant him working legs and they did, but only when he’s in the shape of a wolf. Only changes back to human on his birthday. Girl saves him from a wolf trap, heals and protects him. Ivar falls in love with her, but is afraid she won’t love him back because of his legs. Girl surprises him by knowing that he’s Ivar. He was hurt/sick around his birthday and she saw him change back. Still loves him and keeps his secret. Fluffy, but with kisses! And him being shirtless!

❛  sy’s note | so wolf traps I believe weren’t until 1600s, so i decided to avoid that and make a piece on something else. I hope that this is okay for you. It will have one more piece.

The rich have their concerns.

King Bjorn Ironside and his family fight about a chunk of land. They never care for the people who are in it. None like yours, a hard-working farming family whose bountiful harvest came with the blessing of Freyr’s hand. Your mother was busy with the garlic and cabbage, your sisters with leek, your brother and father cared for the livestock of the farm. It would be a busy harvest and there was no time to spare. Nor hands, but the taste of mustard and dill was precious.

But of course, the gods didn’t care about that.

Neither did the wolves. For that morning when you brought the mustard and dill back from the wild, you heard a crack of leaves that did not belong under your feet. You don’t dare turn. Not to turn and see the wolf who had been driven out from its home. And you could have walked slowly back home, but alas, you didn’t.

“Fadir!” you scream, a voice that doesn’t reach the farm. 

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What She Really Wants

❛ pairing | Older!Hvitserk x Baby Mama!Reader, Long-Lost Son!Mads x Hvitserk (platonic)

❛ genre | multishot

❛ summary | After fifteen years, Hvitserk encounters his high school love. When he gets her to himself, however, he encounters her dirty little secret.

❛  warnings | deception, verbal arguments, language, Hvitserk abusing fuckers, anger, explosions.

❛  moodboard | belongs to @bonniebird (thank you!)

Chapters

Chapter I: Another Ring

Chapter II: Nothing Changed

Chapter III: Doppelganger

Chapter IV: Another Flame

Chapter V: No Strings Attached

Mishaps - Epilogue: Heathens

Author’s Notes | One more series ended! I hope y’all enjoyed this one! Thanks for all the comments, reblogs and feedbacks! All my love for you guys! Words | 1004 ⁑ Warnings: None

Afficher davantage

Awww that was so sweet. I’m glad everything ended up well. Nice story love

Soiled V: I Won’t (Be Quiet)

❛ pairing | hvitserk x reader

❛ type | multi

❛ summary | Hvitserk comes to an agreement with the brothers. the reader is backed up into a corner.

❛  warnings | attempted assault, fighting, verbal argument, reference to a murder.

“So what?” Valtýr speaks with an oily smooth quality. His arm holds you back toward his brother Jonakr whose hold on you is gentle. Firm enough to keep you in place but gentle enough to show you the empathy you deserved. “I hear you left her, so why should I not take her?”

“Because she is a free woman.”

Hvitserk pulls another arrow free and fits it to the string of his bow. Jonakr calls out a command to his men. When his men raise to arm, it’s under the point of the sword of Hvitserk’s army. This doesn’t worry him, you realize. Jonakr may seem concerned but Valtýr is not. He steps off of the altar place. Then approaching Hvitserk, he raises his hands up.

“There are no free women in Norway, Hvitserk. There are the women of the conquered and the conquerors.” Jonakr tugs the strand back. He threatens to release it. Your chest thuds a staccato beat, aware of the chaos that will insue. He will kill the prince. Chaos will break loose. Jonakr would kill him. In turn, Ivar might kill Hvitserk and–

“Why are you here?” you call from the altar.

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So happy you updated! Love this series!

I’m glad you enjoyed it 😭❤️

✨ 5CW: Sigurd || Masterlist ✨

The day arrives! I did not hit my quota for fics I intended on finishing, so you’ll see this masterlist updating little by little. I hope you all will enjoy the pieces that I did manage to make, however.

✨ M x F (Reader Insert)✨

A Small Cost

➳ Drabble: Modern Fluff | Biker!Sigurd x Prostitute!Reader | tw: prostituting

❝ Hating the Reader’s choice in jobs, Sigurd offers her a way out. ❞

Another!

➳ Drabble: Modern | Bar Owner!Sigurd x Reader | tw: sad!reader

❝ After the reader ends up drunk as a skunk, Sigurd takes care of her. ❞

The Designer

➳ Oneshot: Vikings | Sigurd x Reader x Lagertha | tw: slavery

❝ After the Reader is put up for sale by his mother, Sigurd discovers who had been the one to take care of his oud. ❞

It Had To Be (Him)

➳ Oneshot: Modern | Sigurd x Reader x Ivar!Husband | tw: siblings fighting

❝ On her birthday, she has one wish: that they get along. ❞

Heal My Heart

➳ Oneshot: Vikings | Sigurd x Blind!Reader & Best Friend!Ivar | tw: assault, fighting (verbal and otherwise)

❝ After leaving Sigurd to take care of his little brother, the reader goes to harvest herbs… alone. ❞

The Oud

➳ Oneshot: Vikings | Sigurd x Reader | tw: none

❝ Sigurd shows the reader how to play his oud. ❞

Double Trouble

➳ Drabble: Modern | Pregnant!Reader x Sigurd | tw: floof!

❝ Sigurd feels guilty when he does it….. again. ❞

✨ Platonic✨

Be a Man!

➳ Drabble: Vikings | Sigurd & Ubbe | tw: mention of childbirth

❝ After the reader kicks Sigurd out of the room, Ubbe finds him. ❞

Rainwater

➳ Drabble: Vikings | Sigurd x Aslaug | tw: mention of cheating, angst

❝ Being the only ‘big man’ in the house, Sigurd looks for his mother after Sigurd’s departure. ❞

For Her Brother

➳ Oneshot | Sigurd x Male!OC & Reader | tw: bisexual/gay!sigurd, fake marriages

❝ She’ll do anything to protect their lives– even if it means faking her own marriage. ❞

✨ Other ✨

Zombies!

Love Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet **

Tags: As a note, I’ll only be tagging my all once unless otherwise asked for. 

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Sigurd 5CW Tags:

@alicedopey @sununicorn @shadioux-fox @lol-haha-joke @lisinfleur @sincerelysinister @snake-eye-blaeja

Pausing for the night! Will continue in the morning.

Just Friends

❛ pairing | fwb!Ivar x Reader

❛ genre | multishot

❛ summary | Ragnar knows that Margrethe would make a poor first fuck for his son. He knows someone better.

❛  warnings | obsessive!Ivar, Virgin!Ivar, Possessive!Ivar, Jealous!Ivar, FWB

Chapters 

Chapter I: The Treasure

Chapter II: Who Was He?

Irreplaceable

Finished

Irreplaceable: King Ivar spends much of his time with his first wife: neglecting his second wife, the mother of his children. Eventually, it catches up to him when a foreign King Sverri invades his lands. A/N: Photos are not mine, collage is. Second picture was a fan art made by  @salimahbicharara-comun

A/N: Please see my FAQ if you have any questions. It is under “Miscellaneous”

Warnings:

Polygyny, adultery, multiple character death, child death, depression, fighting, verbal arguments, physical arguments, an incidence of rape, jealousy, dysfunctional family life, mute child.

Prologue ✔️

Chapters ✔️

Miscellaneous

1k Celebration!

Commissioned Art: Sverri 

Other Fics Related

Claim his Queen

FAQ

Aesthetic + Fan Art

More Fan Art

Face Claims

Ivar’s Children

As adults

Sverri’s Prologue

Helm of Awe

I’ve added the commissioned piece and modified the chapter names.

Yay!!!!!!!

Just Friends II: Who Was He?

❛ pairing | ivar x reader

❛ type | multi

❛ summary | the next morning, ivar awakens feeling sated… but newly curious. where did you learn to touch him like that?

❛  warnings | obsessed!ivar, super jealous!ivar, fwb

❛ sy’s notes | here is the next segment in this little fic. before i get the whole blah blah no blood doesn’t mean she isn’t a virgin, yes, i know.

He wakes the next morning feeling as if he’d drank a whole lot more than a pitcher of mead.

Except he hasn’t drunk anything. He lays there in the bed, staring up at the ceiling making sense of the cracks of the wood. For once in his life, he doesn’t feel pain in his testicles from having not jerked off at night. Mother doesn’t need to bring him water for a cool bath. He’s… sated.

It confuses him.

He turns his head from the planks overhead, traveling his eyes over your body. Your naked outline under a thin blanket. Curves that he never knew you had. Hands that brought him to orgasm no problem. Just by the way you straddled him, riding him with your fingers laced in his. The care you too in chasing his pleasure… Ivar reaches out, running his knuckles over your upper arm.

“Mmm,” you complain, nestling back in the sheets by his head. You rest your head against his own. He suppresses a smile, finding you’re speaking. “Do not move so much…”

“It is early, you know.”

Afficher davantage

Well, looks like she was not a virgin. I’m really curious to know who she did it with ? Please, please, some clue lol. I just hope it is not one of his brothers or his own father. 

Speaking of his father, I really liked the way Ragnar listened to Ivar’s rants (even if it seemed to bother him lol). If only….

I can confirm it isn’t in the family. 😂 Ragnar is just here for the ride and wondering how someone can be so smart and so stupid.

@ivarandersen part II here has a lil dick sucking 😂

Headaches with Ivar || @ivarsrideordie ! 

It starts at the back of your neck. Then, often it radiates up, toward the top of your head. On long nights spent on Ivar’s lap, you’re often plagued with a lack of sleep because bobbing your hips on Ivar’s dick all night or not– your duties of queen must be tended to. That often meant weaving his flags, mending his armour, preparing Ivar’s mead to your specificities and welcoming a new life into Kattegat with a kiss upon the heads of babies. You bring down the mouth of the loom, jamming strands into place. Then you raise it once more, using the comb to adjust out of place strands.

“–call a draft for raid.”

“To England.” Whitehair’s voice ripples in your ear. Waves of pain sear up to your head. You lose the hold on the planks of wood when your husband speaks.

“Farther than that.”

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