#earl lagertha

[ahighlyfunctionalfangirl]

My favorite part of rewatching Vikings is Lagertha and her army of bad bitches.

My good sis became Earl then trained an elite team of Shield Maidens as her warriors and protectors. I've never been more proud. Nothing but respect for my Earl.

[groovyzombiellama]

Shield Maiden

(Might possibly do more imagines of the Vikings cast! I love the show so much

ALSO I REALLY think this would be an AMAZING fanfic ( I mean it’s so long because I shortened it, so it wouldn’t be 4000 words, but there is so much I could add. ), but I don’t know if I should write it here. What do you think? LET ME KNOW <3 )

Title: Shield Maiden Requested? No. Plot: You are a shield maiden, you’ve known Björn your whole life and watched him fall in love and share his life with other women, never confessing your feelings to him. He soon starts having some feelings for you, and one faithful event causes him to see his true feelings for you, only this time, you want nothing to do with him. Warnings: Cursing. Word count: 2028

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The children’s laughter filled the air. Erik and several other children you were taking care of were trying to braid your hair as you held Refil in your arms. Guthrum was playing with the older children, but close enough for you to keep an eye on him. You loved all children, but you loved those three boys the most, because you also felt that this was a way for you to be near a part of him. A part of the man you loved all this time, ever since you were little.The man you watched fall in love with other women, when your heart ached for him. You know Björn ever since you were kids. Growing up together, you started having feelings for him. You were planning to confess everything to him one night, but you noticed he was taking an interest in a slave girl named Þórunn. During the day leading up to the night you wanted to confess your feelings to Björn, you were walking through the woods and saw him about to have sex with the slave girl.

Your heart broke and you decided not to tell him how you feel. You stayed silent and supportive as his love for her was growing, and eventually they got married and Þórunn became pregnant. Being a shield maiden, close to Lagertha, you got to fight next to his side, and tried your best to focus on living your own life. Soon, due to her loss of confidence after her face was scarred during one battle, Þórunn disappeared out of Björn’s life, leaving her daughter Siggy behind. You had left to live with Lagertha, rather than staying close to Aslaug, who you hated to the core, but you came back to Kattegat to see how Björn was doing. When he told you what happened you told him you would do anything you can to help him. He smiled at you and thanked you, your heart feeling like it was gonna jump out of your chest. You prayed to the Gods every day to keep him safe when he left to the woods in the winter.

Once you saw him arrive at Lagertha’s earldom one day, you couldn’t be happier, that is until you heard that he came there to take Torvi with him to Kattegat. Once again, you were left to look on as he was with another woman. Lagertha knew you loved Björn, and would often console you when you felt like you missed him too much. Years passed, Erik was born, and than Refil, and you started to think that you would never get to tell Björn how you felt about him. One day you saw him walk off with Astrid, Lagertha’s right hand, and decided to follow them. But you regretted you decision once you saw they were having sex. “I fucking hate him. I hate him! That asshole!” You yelled and trashed your room until Torvi came in to calm you down. You couldn’t tell her what you saw, no matter how much you wanted to. You wanted to destroy him, but that was just the spur of the moment, and you knew that. So you continued to act like everything was alright.

You looked up from Refil’s adorable little cheeks with a smile on your face and were met with a pair of beautiful blue eyes, the eyes you loved so much. Björn was staring at you having fun with the children, and he had a focused look on his face, trying to pinpoint if the pace his heart was beating at was because he was running, or if it had something to do with you. That night, when you put the children down to bed you slowly exited the room, only to bump into someone’s chest and strong arms wrapped around you. You almost screamed, but you noticed it was Björn. You two spent a few moments staring into each others eyes, when he suddenly pressed his lips to yours. You didn’t know how to react, so you instinctivly kissed back, but you soon pushed him away and slapped him. You tried walking away, but he pulled you back to his chest. “I know you love me.” He whispered, to your shock. How did he know? Did he talk to Lagertha? You decided that you didn’t want to have anything to do with him now. “Yes, I do. But I am not going to be your fourth choice. I value myself more than that.”  You whispered back and wiggled out of his grip, this time, he let you walk away.

Throughout the following weeks, you were trying your hardest to stay away from Björn, but he wasn’t making it easy for you. Brushing up against you as he was walking by “accidentally”, spending a lot more time with the children than usual, watching you train, so many little things nobody could notice, but that were happening. You sighed as you watched the boats leaving Kattegat. Ones were going with king Ragnar and Ivar to England, and the others with Björn and Hvitserk to explore the Mediterranean Sea. A mix of worry and relief in your sigh, being away from Björn is going to make it easier to move on, but the thought of him getting harmed badly during the raid made your stomach drop. His icy blue eyes never left your figure until he couldn’t see you anymore.

He sat back in his boat as it continued forward, thinking if he was going to miss you. And he did, very much. He began to understand he needed you in his life, one way or another, although he would prefer you being his wife. As he stood next to his brother, king Harald and Halfdan, looking over at the sea, he felt a sting in his heart. He turned around and so did Hvitserk, both noticing a black raven. They immediately knew what that meant.

“My father is dead.”

Björn said as he knew it was Odin’s raven, giving them the message that Ragnar was dead. The rest of his brothers were visited by Odin himself, and soon everyone important to king Ragnar knew he was gone.

How the little piggies will grunt when they hear how the old boar suffered.

There was only one thing on their minds now. Revenge. And of course you wanted to be a part of it.

“No, Y/N. You are not going.” Björn shut you down even before you asked him if you could come with them. You stood there with a confused look on your face and your hands raised in confusion as you watched him sharpen his axe. When you asked him why he gave you the old fashioned response how he didn’t want you to get hurt and that it was his fight. You were annoyed, but your brain started figuring out ways you could sneak in so you just replied to him with “Fine” and waked off. “I’ll show this fucker, he hasn’t seen the last of me.”, you thought to yourself. Grabbing a cloak from your sisters room you put it on and it covered you perfectly, the hood hiding your hair. Once you told Lagertha of your plans she nodded at you and told you to be careful, and to look out for yourself and others. She always felt like you were a daughter to her, and was glad you were going, you climbed on one of the boats and sat down, trying not to be spotted until you sailed. And to your joy it worked. You were already long gone until you heard a familiar voice behind you.

“I should have known you were up to something when you gave up so quickly when I told you that you can’t come.” You tried pretending you didn’t hear him, knowing all too well he was talking to you, once you felt a hand under your arm and you were lifted off to your feet, your hood sliding off your head. Turning around you were met face to face with Björn. And he looked like he was ready to argue. And so were you. You two began bickering until Hvitserk decided to step in. “We’re already too far away to send her back, we have no other choice but to take her with us.” “I could throw her over into the water and she could swim back.” Björn said, eyes glued to you, annoyance filling them. “Like it or not Ironside, I’m coming with you, and you can’t do anything about it, so let me go.” You said, yanking your arm from his grip and sitting back down, leaving him to stare at you for a while until he decided to go back to the front of the boat.

Once you arrived to England it was time to act out on the revenge plot. They were going to get what they deserve. The Great Heathen Army, lead by Ivar’s tactic were rushing into a fight with the army of king Aelle. You recalled when Rangar told you about a brutal punishment in the viking world. The Blood Eagle. And you swore on your life king Aelle was going to meet that fate. King Ragnar came into your dreams, showing you what they did to him in the last moments of his life and that just fueled your rage. Once kin Aelle was defeated and you watched on as they hung him high after The Blood Eagle, you couldn’t help but feel content. Now it was time to figtht to get to king Ecbert. The battle was well on it’s way when you looked over to Björn just to see him get injured and fall to the ground.

“Björn!” You yelled out his name and rushed over to his side, fighting off whoever tried to harm him while he was down. Once you saw a good chance, you used all your strength to pull him away from the battle. Ripping the cloth from your sleeve you made a makeshift bandage and covered his wound. “Don’t you dare die on me Björn! Do you hear me?! Don’t you fucking die on me!” You yelled, tears forming in your eyes, you can’t lose him, you just can’t. You didn’t even get to tell him the whole story behind your love. Suddenly you felt his hand wipe your tears away. “Don’t worry, your won’t get rid of me that easily.” He said with a small smirk and soon was back on his feet, ready to fight. Nevertheless, you stayed by his side as he fought, and once the battle was over and Ecbert was probably killing himself in his roman bath, you continued to tend to Björn’s injury as you left the new settlement and were on your way home.

A few days later, when he was all healed up, Björn arrived at your doorstep. You were shocked when he left a gentle kiss on your lips and than your forehead. His blue orbs piercing your skin as he told you how sorry he was that you were not his first choice and that if he could turn things around he would have chosen you. You had never seen this side of him before, the fact that he was telling you his true fellings surprised you, and your heart started beating faster. “The most important thing is that I love you Y/N. Please give me a chance.” He stated at the end of his monologue about how he made a mistake in never noticing you. Once you mentioned the fact he was with Torvi, he told you the she as just the mother of his children and that he never really loved her, even though he thought he did. You decided to give in, let your heart win over your head for once. “You are lucky I love you Björn, you know that?” You stated with a smile, making him chuckle slightly before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in for a more passionate kiss. He couldn’t wait for you to be his wife and to spend the rest of his life with you.

Guys I’m sorry it took so long and that I’m always gone for long, but here is an imagine for all of you who love the Viking series as much as I do. PS I know it’s Torvi in the last gif,b  but pretend it’s not. UGH I hate her. But anyway I hope you enjoyed the imagine and will continue to follow my blog. I have so many things in store <3 <3 <3

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[ahighlyfunctionalfangirl]

The baddest one in Vikings will always be Athelstan. He had everyone fighting for a piece of him. Even at one point, the Gods

[theageofmanisover]

From now on I am chanelling Lagertha.

[gorgeousthenightmare]

[callipigio]

If I knew Lagertha was THIS AWESOME, i would have started watching Vikings 2 years ago.  Why nobody told me!!!!

[sunlightfestival-blog]

Katheryn Winnick posted my edit of my favorite lagertha quote on Instagram and I am screaming Someone famous likes my work enough to post it on social media ……I am but a little 17 y/o potato what's happening