Hey babe ! So I found something to annoy you lol. How the Ragnarssons would react if their S/O, who is plus sized, feels insecure and scared to have sex with them because she will have to show skin ? Good luck 😉 and thank you
Hey sweetie😘. Thank for this awesome question❤. It’s such an awesome prompt.
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BJORN:
He knew it all, even though he didn’t let on. From the first time he had taken you out, Bjorn picked up on all your little ticks. The way you constantly fidgeted with your bracelet and how you adjusted your clothes whenever you were at events. Even when he would whisper that you looked fine, you would smile only to continue doing the same things.
When women would pass by, he noticed you gaze at them before looking at him. Bjorn knew that you did it to see if he was eyeing any of them. Even your sense of humor was a telltale sign of your insecurity.
“She’s pretty. I am sure everyone, including you, wants her.” You would say.
He hated those so-called jests because he knew they weren’t funny to you in the least. It was just your insecurity coming out. Now, after courting for over three months, Bjorn was ready to lay with you.
However, he knew that he had to ease you into things. So, he made a romantic night of it. You went to the Summer Festival and returned to his home, both somewhat drunk and laughing.
In his chamber, everything was going fine until you stopped him abruptly when he tried to unlace your corset. When you apologized and explained why you did not want to lay with him, Bjorn shook his head. Not in anger or anything of the sort. But confusion.
“Y/N, you are so beautiful. Why do you allow what others have made you believe, affect us? If I wanted someone who was thinner, I would be with them already. I was attracted to your curves and your beautiful face. The very things you are shy about are exactly what attracted me to you. You do not have to lay with me today or anytime soon, if that is what you wish. But I will not have you thinking lowly of yourself. If I like your body, that should be the only opinion you should care about. To Hel with everyone else!”
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HVITSERK:
Hvitserk wasn’t sure what he had done wrong. But ever since he last saw you at the swimming hole, you had been avoiding him. It had now been four days and he was beyond frustrated. Naturally, Hvitserk had an inclination of what was bothering you.
When you had come to see him at the swimming hole, he and his brothers were swimming with some women. Though nothing flirtatious was occurring when you had come upon them, it still upset you.
Now, as he banged the door to your small cottage, Hvitserk demanded that you let him in. At first, you refused but realized it was unfair to treat him so badly for something so innocent. When he entered, Hvitserk hugged your straightaway, glad to finally lay eyes on you again. Without hesitation, he kissed you passionately, making up for lost time.
Eventually the two of you were on the floor of your sitting room. When Hvitserk stopped kissing you and removed his shirt, you informed him that you couldn’t go through with it. Once you managed to explain how you felt about your body, he just sat quietly for a long while.
Suddenly, Hvitserk surprised you by laying beside you and taking your hand in his.
“I know all this already, Y/N. After all, we have been seeing each other for nearly two months now. At first, I wondered why you did not like escorting me to events and when you did, you did not socialize. But then, I noticed how you would look down when you did not know I was observing. Please desist from this self destructive thinking. Everyone is different. Look at me and my brothers. Bjorn is a towering mountain of muscle whilst I am barely average in build. Yet, you still chose to be with me. And I, in turn, chose you. Now stop all this negative talk and let us speak of better things.”
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IVAR:
He glared at you while you busied yourself removing your shoes. The two of you were in his chamber after returning from a show in town. Ivar was upset however, he didn’t let you know it whilst you were out. The reason for his anger?
You had avoided holding his hand as the two of you watched the play. The reason being that three girls you knew had been there too. They kept giggling and pointing at you the entire time.
And you knew exactly the kind of things they were likely saying. The girls were the same ones who insisted that there was no way Ivar could possibly like you. When you and the youngest Ragnarsson did start courting seriously, they were shocked. However, they still insisted on being negative and informed you that Ivar would leave you soon.
Naturally, their presence ruined your night. Unfortunately, Ivar’s night was ruined as well thanks to your reaction. After sitting beside you on the bed, he placed his crutch down and looked at you.
Hoping to salvage the evening, he leaned over and kissed you. You allowed yourself to get lost in Ivar’s kiss knowing you had been unintentionally mean to him. However, when he began trying to remove the straps on your dress you stopped him.
Thinking you were disgusted with his condition, Ivar asked you to be honest. He wanted to know if you were putting off laying with him because he was a cripple. You immediately reassured him that it was not the case.
After confessing your reason for behaving oddly all night and fear of undressing, Ivar scoffed.
“I was wondering why you kept looking at those women. Y/N, they each had things about them I could tear apart. Quite easily, might I add. No one is perfect so why care what they say? Besides, I chose you! Out of all the women in Kattegat, you were the one that made me smile every time I saw you. Even when my brothers had angered me, you always managed to get me into a better mood. You are the first person to see past my condition and treat me like any other man. It is no secret that despite being a Prince, I am a cripple. Most women do not wish to be around a cripple let alone court one. But you look past that. So why care about something as trivial as your shape? I have eyes, Y/N. I saw that you had curves and were meatier. That is precisely why I made you mine.”
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SIGURD:
You laid on top of the furs, unsure of whether to get underneath them or not. Still fully dressed, you had only removed your shoes and knitted hose as you awaited Sigurd. When he entered the chamber, he gave you a confused look.
The two of you had gone for a romantic evening by the shore and then had dinner with his mother. Now, at Sigurd’s home, you knew he was getting anxious to lay with you. He had been patient, always relenting whenever you stopped him from going further than heavy kissing.
But today was your six month anniversary. He had waited way longer than most Viking men and you were afraid to lose him. Still, you were too ashamed to allow him to see your undressed form.
Sigurd sat on the bed and gave you an peculiar glance. Ignoring that you were still fully dressed, he leaned over and kissed you.
Tenderly at first and then, more demanding. As things heated up, you pushed him back slightly, causing him to sigh. Wanting to know why you seemed intent on not laying with him, Sigurd asked if you were just not attracted to him in that way. Either that, or if it was his eye that was perhaps causing you anxiety.
You held his hand and assured him that it had nothing to do with him. Being as honest as you could, you explained your loathsome thoughts about your body. As you spoke, Sigurd’s brow furrowed and he asked you to stop talking.
“Y/N, I cannot sit here and listen to anymore. You cannot possibly continue to feel like that about yourself. I only wish that I would have asked sooner. Now that you have told me, I will make an effort to compliment you even more. You are my heart. I remember the first time I saw you. You caught my eye despite all the other women you were standing around. It was as if the entire world stood still in that moment. Now, you sit here and tell me that I do not know beauty when I see it? I may be Sigurd “Snake In The Eye” but I see perfectly fine. And you, my love, are perfect to me. From your shapelier body to your shy smile. I adore it all.”
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UBBE:
You opened the velvet satchel that he had given you upon arriving at your cottage. As you opened it wider, you saw a gold cuff bracelet, engraved with runes. Thanking him for the expensive gift, you stood and went to Ubbe, hugging him tightly. He laughed as he wrapped his arms around you and kissed the top of your head.
Ubbe always teased you about being being so much shorter than him. Taking a seat on the furs by the fireplace, the two of you gazed into the flames. You had been seeing the Prince for four months and he had been the kindest man you had ever courted.
Especially after your awful experience with a local farmer. The bastard professed love only to cheat one week into the courtship. Ubbe on the other hand, had been a Godsend. He always told you exactly what was on his mind and never hid anything from you. Even his frustrations.
His biggest complaint lately was your refusal to show your body to him. Even swimming was something the two of you argued about. Ubbe wanted you to join him whenever he went and you didn’t want to show your figure in the open.
Now as you sat in silence, you felt his strong arm pull you closer. The kissing eventually turned passionate and before long, the two of you were laying on the furs. As he rolled on top of you and pulled the string of your belt, you protested.
Sitting up, Ubbe looked at you with frustration and asked if you had another beau. You wanted to smile but didn’t. Instead, you told him why you felt so ashamed about removing your clothes in front of him. Ubbe’s blue eyes went wide for a moment as if he was dumbfounded.
He then rolled his eyes and took hold of one of your feet. As he massaged your foot lovingly, he chuckled.
“You truly had me worried, Y/N. I thought for certain that there was another man. I even went to my mother about it. She was the one who advised me to just put the question to you straight. Now that I know what is bothering you, we shall take things slow. I will teach you how to appreciate your body by worshiping it for you. First, your feet, then your ankles, calves and so on. You do not see yourself as I see you. I adore your thighs and the roundness of your backside. Your hips, your waist……..as you can see, I can go on about your shape forever. Do not worry Y/N, I will silence the negative voice in that head of yours. And since you cannot get rid of me, I have all the time in the world to do so.”