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BEING IVAR’S DAUGHTER WOULD INCLUDE:

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◾ First of all; it would be an total known fact that your father, the Great Ivar the Boneless would resolutely believe that your birth were to be a blessing & miracle, hands down. 

◾ With that said, your father would thus believe that the All Mighty Gods from above gave you life for an very important reason, to which he would express his upmost gratitude towards them, each & every single day of his life, with bucket-loads of contentment & gratefulness, (etc).

◾ Overall, your father would be rather grateful &  joyousness upon having the chance to witness your birth or when holding you for the very first time, yet however in the rear dark corners of his mind, he would appear rather bewildered upon becoming a father, having been told prior hand, countless of times, that he wouldn’t be able produce any children (having believed so for sometime) & that no one could or would ever love a cripple, such as himself. 

◾ “For I may be greatly consumed by perplexed and astonishing emotions…” your father, Ivar the Boneless, would begin to speak lowly, chagrin lacing his tone in a way in-which he seemed to be in awe of your sleeping figure. “But I would prefer this more than the wretched anger I constantly feel.”

◾ With that noted, it would be incredibly evident that you would have a particular & special place within your fathers heart, to which would never change with your growing of age & so on. 

◾ Your father & daughter bond would blossom throughout the years as rather inseparable & unbreakable, to the point that no mere mortal or God like being could ever splinter, (etc). 

◾ If anyone (man, women, beast, whatever or whoever) were to approach you with fowl, ill or any negative words or intentions, it’s certain that your father would clearly drag himself over rapidly, spitting not only threats of venom towards them, but also his acclaimed and unrelenting wrath.

◾ Thus vowing to them, - promising upon the all Mighty Gods -, that if they were to ever speak of or think of you in anyway, shape or form (the list definitely goes on) again, he wouldn’t hesitate to have each & everyone of them Blood Eagled in front of the entire nation.

◾ If that weren’t to workout, your dear father would inflict a massive amount of violence & pain upon or towards them, in which would be filled with so much focused fury & absolute torment that he’d ensure that they’d never have the ability of walking in a straight line once more.  

◾ “I swear to all the Mighty Gods above that if you ever go near my daughter again, I will personally do more upon you than dragging your ass into the dirt!” He’d bellow boorishly without showing any form of hesitation whilst complete rage consumed his whole being. 

◾ After that encounter, there would definitely be no way in Hel that your dear father were to ever see you as an grown woman to whom is capable of keeping yourself safe when you age older. It ending with your father keeping an rather close eye upon your every moves from then on, (etc).

◾ “What are you talking about?” your father would question out rather distastefully at your sudden question upon if courting and marriage were to be apart of your near future. “You’re too young to muster up thoughts of courting and marriage! ” He’d added rather in an grumble at you, waving his hand as though dismissing the topic entirely without another word spoken.

◾ It would be an known fact that your father, Ivar would be an quite protective father. Like protective scary & upon a completely different level than others would appear with their own children. People would most diffidently end up probably dying within terrible ways because of how possessive he would appear. You’re his daughter, so he truly & deeply cares about you.  

◾ “No one is good enough for you, dear daughter.” Ivar would lean forward, grinning as though he weren’t being serious, though the twist of his eyes and mouth churning suddenly made you think otherwise. “And if you meet a man, - or a woman for that matter -, and you think you’ve found the one… You’d better think again.”

◾ Your fathers anger would scare you immensely, to which he’d tend to try to shield you from it at times, but he can be tense and harsh, not understanding how to exactly be around you. But you know of what the citizens of Kattegat say of him, and you know that it’s true.

◾ Growing up he would play with you whilst often finding it rather hard to be gentle with you in moments like this between you both, because of how very small & physically frail you would be. Deep down having a true fear of himself ever accidentally harming you, to which he wouldn’t forgive himself for if that were ever to unfold, (etc).

◾ Yet as you grow more older in time, he would still be soft with you at times between you both, but would become more harsh in some ways, ensuring & teaching you about how the worlds really is, but also  shielding you when he calls for it, but not always being so successful with that.

◾ There’d be no dating at all. Period. 

◾ With that topic ahead, if you were ever to date, it would be whomever your father would pick for you, hands down. Ivar is one picky son of a bitch & wants someone to whom would be able to take care of you, is intelligent, willing to treat you with the upmost right but also respect, can protect you with their life & someone to whom is a real Viking. 

◾ You’d be the reason to why your father smiles much of the time. Seeing you grown up & to witness you being your one true self would really make him blissful with the upmost happiness. 

◾ You’d most likely have his temper, & he would be for sure proud of that. 

◾ It would be somewhat rare for you both to get into arguments, surprisingly, but if that were to ever happen, it would be rather intense & frightful situation for others to witness. Often ending with words full of venom from both parties & having no type of control within yourselves, to which no mere mortal nor God could split up. It would be a bloodbath, hands down. 

◾ With that said; it would also result in with both parties no longer uttering even the smallest words to one another for quite sometime or chasing a glance towards each other. The silent treatment would be rather quite a big thing between you both in the end, lasting for quite sometime. 

◾ It would take ages for either of you to cave in, usually it being yourself to do so, but almost as much as your father, Ivar. Clearly becoming quite uncomfortable & saddened with how far apart you both have become of this argument. -not unless you ever become a Christian- -to which clearly would be a complete no-no with your father-.

◾ He knows deep down that he cannot stay angered at you forever.

◾ Once again becoming ever the more inseparable with one another.

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BEING SIGURD’S PARTNER/LOVER WOULD INCLUDE:

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◾ If this Viking Prince truly cared for you, (to which clearly he would, hands down), Sigurd would rather appear to be quite possessive towards you, but nonetheless ever dotting and would hold such a great amount of love for you, that not even the all Mighty Gods from above you splinter. In the end, this son of the Great Ragnar Lothbrok would very much believe that you and himself were both destined for one another, forever expressing his gratitude towards the all Mighty Gods above for bring someone so breathtaking and sincere into his life, forever changing both of your lives for the better. 

◾ It would become quite an common outcome for Sigurd to use his spare time, whenever that may be, to write up lovely melody’s about you. Truly having an outstanding gift with instruments and so on. 

◾ With that stated; Sigurd would invite you on trips, whenever you both have the free time to somewhere far away and quite private, away from all the hustle and bustle within Kattegat while having the intention of play you his newest written melody, to which would be very much dedicated towards you once finding an rather peaceful and secluded area. 

◾ It would be an rather known fact that this Viking Prince would completely detest and strongly loathe whenever his younger brother, Ivar were try to get your attention away from him or him uttering any words about or towards you or to even to glance your way, (etc). Clearly finding this rather quite irking. 

◾ Whenever this situation would arise a blazing fire would always emerge within this vikings’ heart, making Sigurd snap like a wild crazed blood thirsty lion towards his crippled brother, Ivar. With irritation and envy boiling within him, Sigurd would spit threats and insults towards the cripple he never would call a ‘true’ brother. Before any of his brothers, his mother, or any other person/persons could stop him, he would make sure to stated that you are his and only his and that Ivar could never and would never have you no matter what. 

◾ “You must be so idiotic in the head to ever think that (Y/N) or any woman out there would pick a cripple burden like you!” Sigurd would roar like a lion, his voice booming so loud it felt as though it were an earthquake. With spite consuming his words, body and soul, Sigurd quickly gave his younger brother a death-glare. It was as though this cripple of a ‘brother’ he was related to wanted everything he had dear to him. It was driving Sigurd insane like a deranged person. “When will you realise this!” He added “(Y/N) is mine and only mine!” 

◾ On that note; If Sigurd were to ever to stumble upon you appearing to act rather sympathetic or quite kind-hearted towards his younger brother, Ivar, just know that Sigurd would be rather utterly disgusted to glimpse upon this act & would also become rather angered by your actions towards his cripple of an brother, clearly not being too overjoyed by this situation unfolding before his eyes. 

◾ With this stated, Sigurd would straight away take you onto the side lines or somewhere quite private with the intention of vocalising his ‘view’ on this situation and questioning why you act this way towards his crippled brother, while expressing a huge amount of disbelief and annoyance.  

◾ Overall Sigurd Snake in the Eye would clearly state that he doesn’t find it very intelligent or wise of you to behave or act toward his cruel crippled brother this way, and that you should stay completely away for this burden. But soon he would quickly turn possessive and would snap at you, telling you off like a child and would poison your mind with horrible, ill and dreadful facts, truths, and words of how Ivar really is. 

◾ “Why must you behave with sympathy towards that burden, (Y/N)?” Sigurd questioned you while complete displeasure and disbelief were laced within his words. This was sickening upon site for himself to see you acting so foolishly and moronic towards his crippled brother. “For the things he has done, he does not deserve such things from others! Especially from you!” 

◾ “No!” You would snap back into a bark while feeling outraged. It was as though your lover was acting like a simple-minded child. It was revolting. “I cannot believe that you can be so simple-minded!” You added with a wrath that was turning into a horrible storm. “You! You are the one that is the monster Sigurd!” 

◾ If any person/person’s were to inflected ill, harmful or negative, (etc) actions or words towards or upon you, Sigurd Snake in the Eye would dash quickly to your side as though his body was possessed with superhuman speed if though it appeared as all the Mighty Gods from above were controlling his body. He would soon shut the person/person’s down with sarcastic rude comments or threats, telling them to leave you be before this scene could turn into a blood covered battlefield. 

◾ It would be a fact that Sigurd would definitely without a doubt spoil and lavish you with all sorts of gifts from raids, the market, or self-made. 

◾ “This is very thoughtful of you my love, it really is.” You declared out softly while a light-hearted smile spread across your lips. “But you do not need to shower me within gifts. For I already know your love for me, as I have for you.” 

◾ If you were to suffer from night terrors, this viking prince would pull you into his warm embrace and would utter soft sweet nothings into your ears while rehearsing that it was just a nightmare. Sigurd would soon after declare that he would let nothing terrible happen to you and that he would protect you. 

◾ “My sweet (Y/N), you need not to be afraid, for it was just a night terror.” Sigurd would hush out into the darkness that surrounded the both you. “For I swear upon all the Mighty Gods from above that nothing like that will ever happen. You will always have my heart and for that my protection.” He added on into a soft comforting whisper whilst pulling your trembling and damp form in his strong muscular arms further more. 

◾ Whenever Sigurd or yourself would have time, after a busy day, to spend alone time with each other, Sigurd would show a rather soft and tender side, expressing his upmost love for you, that no other would have the chance to witness, (etc).

◾ At times when you both are side by side, no mattering if it were to be at a feast or just roaming the markets within Kattegat (etc), the other sons of the Great Ragnar Lothbrok would find any or all chances to tease one of there younger brother, to whom would be Sigurd, always being fond of getting a reaction out of him, especially with his younger brother, Ivar.  

◾ When situations like this were to spiral out of control, especially if Ivar were to take his teasing too far (etc), Sigurd would straight away snap with a rather wild yet untamed rage, ready to strike the person(s) down with more power then the Mighty God Thor, not really having a care in a moment like that, for what would words or threats to escape his lips, like a poisonous venom, while at the same time making sure that he is to shield you with his protection. 

◾ On the other hand, your viking lover, Sigurd would rather have an habit with showing you off, not mattering if it were his family or the whole of Kattegat, he is rather fond of wanting others to know that you are breathtakingly, but also of how grateful the all Mighty Gods above blessed him with someone like you within his life. Also deep down within his soul, Sigurd would rather find it pleasing when acting so, showing you off, clearly stating to all that you are his & only his, that no one could ever have you, (etc).

◾ With that jotted down, whenever a situation like this would arise, your viking lover would find this quite pleasing, yet being never the less amused. Especially if his so-called cripple of a brother, Ivar would be near.  

◾ On another note, if you were ever to accompany your lover upon any sorts of raids, he would appear rather support of your decision and wouldn’t be the type of lover to deny you of such things, but would keep very much keep an close eye on you at all times, no mattering if you both were on the battle field or upon the boats while it navigates towards the right path, (etc). 

◾ On that topic; I think if you were to ever get badly injured or near to death upon the battle field, Sigurd would never forgive himself. Resulting in himself staying all hours by your side, making sure you are getting the right and proper help from the healers, whilst feeling deep down rather angry with himself for not having kept you closer.

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BEING BJORN’S PARTNER WOULD INCLUDE:

◾ Bjorn would love, cherish and worship you with everything he has. It would be incredibly hard not to look at you and fall in love with you over and over again. (The feeling would be returned to him a hundred fold.)

◾ The pair of you childishly bickering over who loves who more.

◾ “No, I do!” You’d suddenly snap out of nowhere, brows plucked together crucially.

◾ “Well, I am the man and whatever I say goes.” He’d find this to be such a witty remark, smirking at you but never looking up from his plate of food.

◾ “Oh! So it matters that you are the man and I am the woman? Remember who keeps our home neat and tidy, but also has to deal with your bear-like snoring, Bjorn.”

◾ “Bear-like snor-,”

◾ “Are the pair of you children finished or do I have to split you both up?” Ragnar would interject with an expression that expressed how irked he was at the childish bickering, but his taunting smile thought this was rather humorous.

◾  Bjorn would be the type to worry about you much of the time. It’s not as though you can’t take care of yourself, which I am sure you can as he has taught you well, but it’s more of the fact that he is apprehensive if something were to happen with you.

◾ You constantly reassuring him that you are nothing like Porunn. He would be walking on egg shells at first about it since she was his first love, but over time he would realize that you truly are nothing like her and you’re here to stay.

◾ It’s a no brainer that Bjorn would inhibit you from going on raids with him and your people. By him prohibiting you to attend raids or be on battlefields stops him from losing you completely.

◾ I doubt that it would make such a difference if you argued with him over this. Bjorn is quite the stubborn lad and when it comes to you, you’d better believe that he wouldn’t put you in jeopardy.

◾ Tending to his wounds after a raid or fight. He would be indignant that you were scolding him for being so careless, and also fidgety due to the stinging and smarting of his wounds. He’d be a little bit of a big baby.

◾ You may be surprised in the beginning, but Bjorn would have no issue with nursing your wounds or if you were feeling unwell. This would be returned to him vice versa and in other fashions.

◾ I believe the pair of you would tease each other much of the time, resulting in bickering that would cause others to think you resembled that of an old married couple.

◾ It’s not just that you would only feel protected in his company, but he would certainly ensure that you are protected when he is around, but also when he is away. That would be a top priority for Bjorn.

◾ Running your fingers through his hair, which results in you having to braid and wrap his hair for him, since he’s fallen asleep. Yet, he also prefers that you do it for him, not because he’s lazy of that he can’t do it himself, but simply because he loves how perfect you are at doing so.

◾ Your body is not the only thing that he loves, but also your mind, personality and soul. Bjorn prefers the whole package, rather than singling out bits and pieces.

◾ You would admire Bjorn very much at all times for his brains and the way that he handles his authority for his people, as well as how mesmerizing he is as he does all that he does.

◾ Due to him being the price of Kattegat, he may not be too much into PDA unless at feasts or when he is wasted. This is due to the fact that he wishes not to look soft or too off guard when his authority is called for.

◾ Another use for his PDA is when he gets jealous. Bjorn gets jealous, - envious -, pretty much immediately and will not hesitate to act, whether he thinks you’re making him jealous on purpose or not.

◾ So in public, PDA is kept to a minimum of a hand on the small of your back, a feather-light kiss to the corwn of your head and whispered sweet nothings here and there throughout the day.

◾ Infinite flirting.

◾ Now, this isn’t to say that he wouldn’t make this all up to you in private. He may have a front out in public, but he’s almost as soft as mush in private.

◾ You would be a fool to say that you did not miss your husband tediously when he is on raids of busy.

◾ The same would be fired right back at you.

◾ You would be an excellent shoulder to lean on for Bjorn. His mother Lagertha would be pleased to see how much you support her son.

◾ Being close to both Ragnar and Lagertha.

◾ You would have an incalculable amount of respect for being Bjorn’s partner, which also is because he is the son of Ragnar Lothbrok. 

◾ No one would dare to be a fool to harm you in any way or even think of such a thing.

◾ Men would fear Bjorn, deciding to keep quite a bit of distance from you. They would remain friends with you, but never anything more.

◾ Floki and Helga loving you very much, treating you like apart of the family.

◾ Going to the Seer to know if Bjorn will come back alive from raids.

◾ Lot’s of love making, and not just in the bed but in many other places too.

◾ Having to deal with how protective he is of you, and him often feeling abashed at how protective you are of him, but loving it anyway.

◾ You being able to kick ass.

◾ You ensuring that he knows that you’re his forever, and vice versa. But yet he still prays to the God’s for this simple fact.

◾ Rollo and Siggy being quite fond of you.

◾ It would be his trademark to stare into your eyes constantly or watch you from afar. You don’t seem to mind whatsoever because his orbs are just lovely to you.

◾ He’d have a lot of pride in you, and vice versa, not just due to you being his, but also that in everything you do, you make him very proud.

◾ Protective is only an understatement.

◾ Bjorn would not be possessive, but when he’s immensely jealous, he begins to tip onto that side of the scale.

◾ Him playing with your hair endlessly.

◾ He may not seem like it, but he actually adores cuddling with you and whenever you both are alone he’ll tend to initiate just as much as you would.

◾ Bjorn would give you something very precious to him when he leaves, and you would often sleep on his side of the bed, breathing in his scent, holding whatever it was that he left behind for you to keep.

◾ You’d be the type to lull his nightmares and keep him at his optimum. You wouldn’t ever let him down and I doubt, fully, that he would ever let you down.

◾ The pair of you would love one another both in sickness and in health. You’re simply made for one another.

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BEING THE MOTHER OF HVITSERK’S CHILDREN WOULD INCLUDE:

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◾ It would be more than often that you would find yourself smiling silly at the scene in front of you: Witnessing Hvitserk’s own beam lighting up the entirety of the room as he bounces upon his feet like a child, thus suddenly darting to his beautiful children and beginning a heartwarming, cherished memory of playing with them.

◾ He would assuredly love his children with his entire being, finding it hard not to look at you with grateful eyes. You’d brought them into this life, after all.

◾ You laughing until your sides hurt when your children play tricks upon their father, noting that they had not inherited such a quality of mischief from you.

◾ Hvitserk would be the kind of dad to make dad jokes that are incredibly cringy to the point where people aren’t laughing at his jokes, but at his sheer uncoolness, - much to his dismay -.

◾ His brothers congratulating him on becoming a father and having such a beautiful wife.

◾ Lingering at the docks of Kattegat with your children, eager to see Hvitserk returning from his raid: To which you would grow teary when he appears in the crowd, barging and bounding through it, gliding over and settling himself lower down to the planks to be at the height of his children, scooping them up greedily into his arms.

◾ “Have you been keeping the grey hairs away from your mothers head, children?” Hvitserk would tease his children, tickling his children as he gladly watched them giggle until tears were in their eyes.

◾ In such a gleaming gem of a moment, you would thus realize just how family orientated Hvitserk really is. The simple thought or him loving yourself and your children so much when he is gone would only appear to you as a dream, but to see it in motion before you would cause beads to trickle from your orbs with overwhelming joy.

◾ “Why are you crying, my beloved wife?” Hvitserk would glow at you, ruffling up his children’s hair facetiously whilst the chuckle that you had missed so dearly rumbles deeply out of his mouth. “Clearly the God’s have not taken me from you, so there is no need for tears.” He’d murmur against your forehead after having come closer to you, dark eyes shut, yet you could still feel that adoring sparkle in them.

◾ Hvitserk would wrestling with his kids, obviously in a jovial manner. It would often result in you warning them sternly to not break anything or hurt one another.

◾ At times he would have honest doubts and fears about his ability to be a good father. It’s not that he’s so much phased of his own father and relating to him as a father. No, it is more to do with the fact that responsibility could frighten him off, since he is the type to be more lighthearted and easily humorous.

◾ I’d imagine that Hvitserk would have very serious moments when you or his children were in any danger, - or what he perceived as danger, that is -.

◾ “I told you,” Hvitserk would rumble viciously at you, calloused fingers refusing to part from your wrist, deep orbs burning brightly with indignation, “keep yourself and the children away from Ivar!”

growl, not letting go of your wrist, eyes burning brightly with irritation, “keep yourself and the children away from Ivar.”

◾ “He’s their uncle, Hvitserk! What do you expect for me to do? Shun him?” You would suddenly riposte, almost helpless in the speedy response. “He has the right to be a part of their life.” You would respond wistfully, only thinking you were doing the right thing by including your husband’s younger brother for once. 

◾ “He is already unstable in the head and the heart, (Y/N)!” Hvitserk’s tone unusually darkened as his finger eerily tapped his temple, another prodding at his chest, where his heart was. “Now listen!” All traces of kindness slashed away in an instant. “You stay far away from him, and keep my children far away from my crippled brother.” And with that, his back turned to you, the antarctic gush of wind from the biting motion left you haunted.

◾ Any being who was daunting enough to goad this prince by threatening/causing harm to you or his any of his children would be a very pathetic soul indeed.

◾ Following this, it would infuriate him that after dealing with the issue, Bjorn would state that Ubbe may look like Ragnar, but Hvitserk himself lost his temper protecting the one’s he loved, just as their father, Ragnar would.

◾ Hvitserks’ brothers playing with their nieces and/or nephews, ensuring that they know they are loved and ensuring their safety.

◾ I believe that over time, Hvitserk would learn to keep an eminently keen eye on Ivar when he is around you or his children. Protective would not even cut what Hvitserk would be over you all.

◾ Somehow, Hvitserk would worship and adore you all the more, which would be hard for anyone else to even fathom to be possible.

◾ “What has gotten into you, Hvitserk?” You would giggle gorgeously, color adorning your cheeks like the furs on the bed.

◾ “Why would you say such a thing, mother of my children?” He would grin up at you, pausing between his breathless work.

◾ “Oh!” You’d simper superbly in response. “Is that it?” You’d quirk a slight brow.

◾ “Is what it?” He would murmur up at you, lips trailing wherever they pleased. He was curious.

◾ “I just had to give birth to your children to have you all the more infatuated with me?”

◾ Hvitserk would often teach his children good humor and many ways to be mischievous: And even though this may anger you beyond belief, Hvitserk would just have to grin, make a witty remark and would surely having you laughing in no time again.

◾ Hvitserk would be a both a vigilant father and husband. Nothing would get beyond him. Even in death.

◾ He would teach your children to fight. It would always have much of a playful tone to it, but as they grew older, he would grow more stern about it.

◾ I’d imagine that Aslaug would quite adore you, proud that Hvitserk has found somebody that he loves with all his heart and that has bore him children.

◾ Hvitserk wouldn’t be too over the moon over the fact that his mother would want to spend so much time with you or his children, but he would let it be.

◾ You would certainly be forbidden to go on raids.

◾ “I said no!” Hvitserk said in finality. “I forbid it and that is final.”

◾ “But -”

◾ “No!” He would roar, retorting and snapping like a rabid dog. “How selfish would it be if you died in battle, hmm? How would our children feel? What if they lost me too in that same battle? They will become orphans. Do not be a fool.” He would continue to look at you in a way that made tears prick your eyes, like the prick and throb of a rose thorn. “At least if I die out there, our children will still have a mother.”

◾ You would often note how much more of a child Hvitserk has become since the children were born.

◾ “Honestly, I cannot take any of you anywhere!” You’d sigh in debilitation as you flopped dramatically onto the bed with with Hvitserk breathlessly laughing whilst his children jumped jubilantly on the bed.

◾ “Why would you say such a thing?” He’d glance at you with mock-astonishment.

◾ “Because you’re more of a child than they are!” You would argue back, unkindly at that, not taking your time to think of a pleasant fashion to say it, whilst you nodded your head lazily at your children, still finding it hard not to break out into laughter.

◾ “At least I’ll be the one without grey hairs, wife.”

◾ Hvitserk would be a marvelous father, despite him possibly contemplating otherwise. He may be the kind of father to struggle to grasp serious moments much of the time, but when it would call for it, he would be shooting along seriously, and in flying colors.

◾ Not just that, he would surely be able to be tender, protective, firm or whatever the occasion did call for.

◾ Aslaug steadily attempting to pry herself into your relationship, seeking to almost control how the children are raise, which would spark much tension between everyone.

◾ “If it did not register to you, mother,” Hvitserk would slam his fists combatively against the dinner table within the Great Hall. “Those children are mine and (Y/N)’s! You have no control over them!”

◾ “Hvitserk!” Aslaug would state tensely in response, her following words robbed by Ivar who spat out harshly, “Why don’t you sit your pathetic arse down in your seat and quit your whining? You and your slave of a wife are so blind! You cannot even see that mother is trying to guide you to the best decisions.”

◾ “And if you had any sense, Ivar, you would realize how mother only poisons minds.” Sigurd would barge into the conversation, toxins lacing his own tone, each word drooling with venom.

◾ “If I needed your assistance, mother, I would have already asked it. But since I am not a fool, I won’t need it.” Hvitserk would spit at her.

◾ “ENOUGH!” Ubbe’s voice would crash through the heated argument, cutting everyone off into stunned silence.

◾ Hvitserk would be happy with you and your children in the Great Hall of Kattegat, dressed in the finest of clothes and with all the foods in your world. Though he would also be just as happy being nothing more than a commoner, or someone with absolutely nothing but his family. It would not matter to him.

◾ Hvitserk would find that not much could bring him down when he had such perfectly healthy children and you in his life.

◾ Though of course, the stresses of being a father could get to him at times, making him irritable. But he would always go out of his way to be the best father that he was capable of being. 

◾ Certainly, your family would not be a perfect family. Your life would not be a fairy tail, but it would be a happy one.

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BEING THE MOTHER OF IVAR’S CHILDREN WOULD INCLUDE:

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◾ First of all, Ivar would surely be soaring over the moon over the fact that you are the mother of his children.

◾ He would almost believe that you were a magical being sent to him or you and your life were surrounded by magic.

◾ Yet, there would always be that darker figure on one of his shoulders, poisoning his mind with insecurities and maybe even doubt. It would leave him in a peculiar mood.

◾ Ivar would feel as though he may not be the best of father’s, since he never really felt like he had much of one growing up. This has left him quite unsettled with being a father figure.

◾ With such insecurities, you would be the first to hush them, proving to him that he is nothing but the most excellent of fathers, and if anybody dared to disagree... they would certainly be fools.

◾ I believe that if you bore his children, he would fall in love with you, but definitely not turn into mush. There isn’t any changing Ivar, but his approach towards and about you would be much gentler. Nevertheless, you would never tame the wild beast that was Ivar the Boneless.

◾ Nobody would ever harm you, for they would be met with the treacherous acrimony that was Ivar the Boneless.

◾ After realizing that these are his children - as he thought he never would be able to please a woman or have children of his own - something would change irreversibly. He would fall in love with you, feeling that it was his duty to take care of you, even if you were assertive in the fact that you wished to stay far away from him.

◾ If you wished nothing to do with him, he would take this hard and lose his temper.

◾ If he was possessive or protective of you before, this would increase in ways that would alarm others. He would not wish for you to be out of his sight.

◾ If you were close to Sigurd, it would be question-less that he would despise this relationship. It would not only make him feel insecure, but he would have a feeling that his brother would continue to poison your mind.

◾ “Why don’t you get your own woman that can bare your pitiful children, Sigurd?” Ivar would spit like a diabolical snake. “Oh, that’s right!” He would sit back, tipping his head back as laughter poured out of his wolfish simper. “No woman, other than a wretched slave, would want to go with you. You are a coward.” He would allow his venom to sink in, astounding the audience.

◾ “Well, that may be what you think and feel, Ivar. But at least I’m not the one who has to pay men to fuck my own wife to bare you children.” Sigurd would fire back with verbal violence.

◾ “Ivar! Sigurd!” You would be enormously confounded.

◾ Ivar would most likely marry you, to keep you close to him. You have somehow bore him children, that would mean much more to him than just magic.

◾ It would surprise many to even realize that Ivar was capable of having feelings for someone that wasn’t to his own benefit, but those who think that truly do not know Ivar.

◾ He would marry you, letting you in and you would immediately become apart of his family.

◾ His mother would be pleased to see that Ivar is with someone who could give him confidence, support him and help him to thrive. She would know that deep down, Ivar would love you entirely, even if he showed it in such a quirky fashion.

◾ I believe that his brothers - minus Sigurd - would be happy for his brother, glad that he is happy and has children of his own. However, Sigurd would affirm constantly that those were not his children, which would cause fierce arguments.

◾ You would often watch him play with his children, smiling as you see a side of Ivar that simply does not come out very often. A side that you only really know.

◾ Being the mother of his children would be a responsibility in itself and a big one at that. Having children is a responsibility, but being that they’re Ivars’, it may be challenging for you to juggle both parenting roles. It isn’t that he wishes not to be around or there constantly, it is more that he is laced with insecurity.

◾ “Quit your whining, wife!” Ivar would jibe furiously at you. “What do you want from me?”

◾ “I want you to be a father.” You would argue with him passionately. “Your father may not have been one to you your whole life, but that does not give you an excuse to throw aside the blessing that the God’s have given you.”

◾ “You think that this is a blessing for our children, dear wife?” Ivar would scoff, looking at you with his sapphire orbs, so cold and distant. “You think that is a blessing for our children to have a father that is a cripple? You wish for your children to have a father who cannot even stand on his own two feet but has to drag himself everywhere?”

◾ “The sooner that you stop comparing yourself to other men, to other fathers, the sooner you would realize that you are much more capable than other men!” You would end the argument then and there, stalking off angrily.

◾ He would look at you like you were his world, even if it was for but of a moment. Ivar would soon look around him, seeing that the God’s had not abandoned him, but blessed him with the best wife and healthy children; even if he would not utter such things aloud.

◾ He would believe that you were fated to appear in his life, to stay in it, to teach him that not only his mother loved him, but that another person could love him too.

◾ This whole experience would not make Ivar a perfect man or make him any less twisted. What it would do is open himself up, seeing how his fathers words were right: He didn’t have to be like other men to achieve greatness in this world, in this lifetime.

◾ “How could the God’s be so kind to me? To bless me with you and our children?” He would hum deep at night as you slept, stroking the side of your face as he held you.

◾ He would ensure that his mother is there to help bring up your children. It would comfort him to know that you were close with her; and that his children too were.

◾ You would bring Ivar happiness that he originally thought was utterly impossible. He would hold you in the highest light possible, which would alarm other’s but you would see it in a totally different context to them. Knowing the real him.

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imagine: ragnar becoming extremely jealous while watching a viking flirting with you and him realizing that he loves you, not aslaug. 

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  Green with envy, a noticeable scowl tided over the King’s countenance, his piercing crystal blue eyes unwillingly drank in the scene before him rather intensely.

  To say that Ragnar was distracted was a vast understatement that broke the dam of patience in Queen Aslaugs’ heart; causing a tidal wave of disapprobation to engulf and crush everything sane within it.

  King Lothbroks’ orbs distastefully watched the scene like a vulture does to its’ vulnerable prey, which left him both perturbed and despondent.

  A fellow Viking of His army was towering over you in the most dallying of fashions, a twinge forming his lips as he dared to drink the ale provided by His King, and flirting with the one that Ragnar simply could not pry his eyes from every time they seemed to walk in the room. Something about it made a blood-thirsty rage bubble and boil through Ragnars’ very veins.

  However, what seemed to cause Ragnars’ heart to pang with something much more than heartache was the fact that you readily engaged yourself in this dimwits games. You were fully applying your affections towards this nobody, and never seeming to spare much of a glance towards Your King. The thought seemed to twist Ragnars’ already unstable mind.

 “Are you def, husband?” Aslaug’s biting voice managed to prickle his eardrum, casting goose flesh up his arms. “Or do you find me stupid?” She growled, leaning in close, icy sapphire orbs focused on you as her breath was much more acrid than any winter to come or that may have passed.

 “I reckon the second is more likely since you stick your nose in things that do not concern you.” And as he uttered such callous and heartless words, he did not even spare his wife a glance, which startled her icy eyes, melting them.

 “But I am your wife.” She snapped helplessly, though quietly enough as to not disturb the celebration or bring any shame towards her. “Why would you even dare to spend your time longing after a nobody?”

  And just in the moment that Ragnar needed it the least, your lips connected lustfully with the flirtatious Vikings’ in a manner in which Ragnar himself had only dreamed would be his own in such a place. The sight caused him to explode.

 The King rose from his throne, hands slamming the table only to silence his wife, yet subduing the entirety of The Great Hall into nothing more than the crackling of the fire within the center of it. His orbs still burning holes into you, to which you only noticed now.

 “Maybe because she doesn’t stick herself right in the middle of things that have nothing to do with her.” Ragnar growled slowly, an ominous atmosphere occurring, to which the man whom had gained your affections stepped back under the merciless glower of the predator before His throne.

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BEING LAGERTHA’S DAUGHTER WOULD INCLUDE:

◾ Being Lagertha’s daughter would be an amazing thing. Although at times you would feel like you could never live up to her legacy.

◾ Your mother would love and nurture you attentively. Being her daughter would mean you are taken care of in the best way that she truly can.

◾ Lagertha is the type of mother to give the last crumbs of food that the family possessed to her children, leaving herself starved. You would be a top priority of her’s.

◾ She would support you endlessly, supporting you on whatever it was that you wished to accomplish. Whether that was being a farmer, shield-maiden, an earl such as herself, whatever it may be she would seek out that you accomplished your dreams.

◾ “If you do not venture out and take the risks of reaching out to fulfill your dreams, you will become stale and paralyzed, my dear daughter.”

◾ “There is nothing to fear. I assure you that no one will dare laugh at you. Your dreams are not foolish because the God’s assigned them to you. So please, honor them by striding forth and accomplishing them.”

◾ Unconditional love would come to abundantly from your mother.

◾ No matter what, your mother would be there to listen to you, even if her own views did not match yours.

◾ She would give you great advice that you would not understand but someday you certainly would.

◾ Lagertha would often smile, seeing that you and Bjorn would be joint to the hip, having loyalty that would run thicker than blood itself.

◾ She would spar with you often, ensuring that you are skilled with the know-how of the most adept of shield-maidens and warriors.

◾ As you grew older, she would grow surprised at how you matched her, one day knowing that you would exceed her.

◾ “And here I stand, out of breath and wondering what to do next.” Lagertha would beam over at you, mud caking her features and clothes. “What a wonder it is to see you so grown up, matching me in battle, my dear daughter.”

◾ If you had the ambitious aim to go on raids or fight on blood covered battle fields, your mother would teach you the skill of becoming a mighty and talented shield-maiden before hand, and would be incredibly proud of what you have become.

◾ “People have said to fear the monsters that they have created, but I do not fear you nor view you as a monster.” Lagertha would murmur against the crown of your head after a tiresome battle. “Instead I look at you in awe and know that I have trained my daughter well.”

◾ By learning the ways of being a shield-maiden you’d become one of the most skilled shield maidens in all of Kattegat and in your world, besides your mother Lagertha.

◾ Sometimes it would be hard to not see you as an infant. She has raised you and no matter how old you grow, she sees you still as the baby she gave birth to and nurtured into the wonderful woman that you are today.

◾ You would be so vehemently protected by her and Bjorn. No harm would even dream of coming to you.

◾ When you bleed for the first time, your mother would be so proud of you, stating how honored she was to be your mother. She would surely guide you through the process.

◾ As you grew older, your mother would be very aware of your beauty and such. She would not mind for you to explore but she would often warn you of settling for less than you deserve, telling you to go for love and not riches.

◾ If you were mistreated in any way, shape or form, your mother would be thoroughly unhappy and would use her own wits to get back at whomever did just so.

◾ Your mother would not settle for you to be in an abusive relationship. If she even had the feeling something wasn’t right, let alone the evidence, she’d be fighting for you.

◾ “You touch my daughter against her will again and I will rip you to shreds. Do you understand me?” Your mother would growl forcefully down their throat. “So help me, if I catch you doing such things once more, I will slaughter you so violently you will be praying for forgiveness.”

◾ If you were pregnant, your mother would guide you through the process, happy for you in every way. She would celebrate your bearing of child.

◾ “My dream was always to see you successful in every area of your life, my sweet-sweet child. But now it seems as though my joy for you exceeds anything else.”

◾ If you were injured, your mother would be right there by your side, seeking vengeance upon the one who dared to injure or harm you fatally.

◾ She would tirelessly nurse you back to health, promising on her life that you would survive.

◾ “Shhh... I know that you are in pain, but this pain shall pass. I promise you, dear daughter.”

◾ If your mother was injured or harmed in anyway, your own tempers would flare. You would seek out revenge and would do as she would do for her.

◾ “Mother, quit squirming! I’m taking care of you and that’s that.” You’d state, clutching the bloody cloth closer to your body, almost afraid that she’d wrestle it away from you.

◾ “I can do it myself.” Lagertha growled stubbornly, although you weren’t sure if it was the pain talking or how abashed and vulnerable she felt then.

◾ “Well, if you can then why can’t you reach the wound on your back?” You’d smart at your mother, trying not to smile, but attempting to bring humor and logic back into the equation.

◾ “Do not get smart with me!”

◾ Growing up you would watch your mother in awe, wishing nothing more than to be like her when you were older.

◾ Your mother would certainly comfort you in all of your hardships in life, and you would do the same for her.

◾ No matter your age, if you suffered dark spells or nightmares or bouts of fear, your mother would be by your side day and night, giving you all the comfort that you needed through this time.

◾ Yet, your mother would also know when it was time for her to step back and allow you to deal with things on your own. It may be painful, but she would know that it would be wrong of her to keep you in her nest forever. But she would be there when you needed her.

◾ Growing up she would have told you the stories of the God’s and her people, and she would be over the moon to witness you spreading those stories in turn to your children.

◾ You both would do anything for one another, even if that meant dying in the place of the other.

◾ If you put yourself in harms way, your mother would be angry, quickly defending you or running to your aid, only to later scold you for your stupidity.

◾ “What honor would that have done for the God’s for our people?”

◾ “I was only trying to protect you, mother.”

◾ “Next time, think with your head and not with your impulses. I could have lost you today.”

◾ Even though the pair of you would have a close relationship, you would have disputes and arguments, - as any mother and daughter would -. Sometimes this would lead to a period of you not speaking or avoiding one another, but eventually you both would come together and mend your relationship.

◾ “I am sorry if I ever pressured you to that in which you did not have a desire to do. I feel as though by doing such things I have failed you as a mother.”

◾ “You have not failed me as a mother!” You’d retort sharper than you had meant for it to come out. “You were only seeking out my best interests and I am sorry for challenging you when you were only looking out for me.”

◾ Your relationship with your mother would be very close, nothing could pry either of you apart. You would be loyal to one another, not letting a single thing get in between you both. 

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BEING HARALD’S AND HALFDAN’S LITTLE SISTER WOULD INCLUDE:

◾ Being apart of such a dysfunctional family would be challenging. Many people would fear you and your brothers, due to the savage reputation that they have conjured up over time.

◾ Your older brothers would often tease you, ultimately being more protective of you than necessarily needed.

◾ This at times would annoy you deeply because you don’t enjoy being teased by your brothers, since they seek out to embarrass you until your wits are dizzy. Yet also, you would not be allowed to grow close to many people, the brothers often mistrusting everyone else.

◾ This would often lead to your lovers being slaughtered or anyone who stabbed you in the back to be executed in a way that you would not wish upon your enemies. (This would also include people who grew too close to you.)

◾ You would fear your brothers at times, but you would also find comfort in them. They’d show how much they care for you in their own ways, and you would definitely feel that love.

◾ You would often find your eldest brother, King Harald, to be the more overbearing one of the bunch, and much more annoying than Halfdan. He would jibe at you, just to see you blush and to creep under your skin. No one would have seen such a playful side to the King if it weren’t for you.

◾ Halfdan would be the one that you went to in order to be listened to. Harald is much more charismatic, able to throw his opinion around without even giving it a single thought. Whereas Harald would often listen to you, being silent before giving you his view - if he even had one -.

◾ It would be certain that you would bring a more pleasant side to your brother Halfdan the Black. People would get to see a side that would almost make them look twice. It’s not that he would be soft, but you would get him to let his guard down, having him be more talkative than him being around Harald.

◾ Halfdan would definitely back his brother up in taunting you, often being the one to go after you once things had riled you up and you stalked off in a huff.

◾ Your brothers would forbid you to be in any battle or raid with or without them, or at all. They would appear caustic about the topic, but in fact - deep down - they would love you with all their hearts, too afraid to lose you.

◾ Even the thought of seeing or hearing of you being in harm, having you die, would force them to tumble down to rock bottom, making them all the more unstable.

◾ They would often undermine you because you’re their little sister, they think they should be the ones to protect you, often surprised when you are the one protecting them.

◾ You would certainly not be a fan of Elisif, - along with your brother Halfdan -, you would find her unsuitable, seeing through her lies and games. You would feel sympathy for your brother; and you would have voiced your distaste for her, only for Harald to grow so cross with you that you daren’t bring it up again.

◾ Anybody who decided to pursue you or even insinuate affections towards or about you would feel their merciless wrath. They would be cruel about it, terrifying anybody that dared to speak of you or be around you in any context.

◾ But that isn’t to say that they wouldn’t warm up to someone who did truly love you and would treat you right. It would take a millennium for them to even grow comfortable with the idea, but if they saw that they treated you right and that you were happy, they would consider not killing or torturing them.

◾ But one whiff of anything fishy and they would end them.

◾ Even though your brothers would not like you to come along, they would find it hard not to travel anywhere without you. They would enjoy your company, finding that the only way to ensure that you are protected whilst they traveled was to have you close.

◾ Yet if they deemed it too dangerous, they would leave you behind (especially during raids), stating that there wasn’t any place for you there, damaging your confidence. They would keep you under the watch of some of their best warriors and shield-maidens, ensuring that you do not perish or have harm come to you.

◾ Despite the fact that Harald and Halfdan are quite inhumane at times, (particularly on raids and towards Christians) they would shelter you from certain things and I believe this strongly because you’re their little sister, they wish not to have things haunting you.

◾  You would certainly know the wrath of your brother’s and would witness much of it.

◾ Your brothers would keep you under their watch at all times. You would not even be able to dream of wanting to wander off and explore or get away from it all. They’d always be there to stop you.

◾ “What do you think you’re doing, dear sister?” Halfdan’s eerie and husky voice appearing to your left from out of nowhere.

◾ “Must I be watched over like I am an infant? Can I not explore Kattegat on my own?” You would state back, rolling your orbs.

◾ You could be just as fierce as your brothers, but much gentler too. It all depends solely on your mood.

◾ You would often spar with your brothers. They wouldn’t let you win, they’d take a fatherly role of making sure that you could defend yourself better than they could.

◾ Harald’s sword impaled the  ground beside your head with a thud that caused pain to rattle through your body. “And now, you would be dead.” He would spit down at you, sweat coating his flesh, his eyes burning strictly down at you as you stared at him in horror.

◾ “I-I tried my b-best.” You’d gulp out, too afraid to move.

◾ “Trying gets you nowhere, sister.”

◾ The loyalty between yourself and your brothers would run thicker than any material upon earth. Nothing could break you apart from them.

◾ If you put yourself in harms way, your brothers would lose their minds.

◾ “What do you think you are doing?!” Halfdan would bark at you, eyes darker than the chilly darkness of night.

◾ “If I do not do something, Harald will be a dead man! You saw the way he killed Elisifs’ husband.” You’d retort sharply at your brother, wheeling around to face him.

◾ “What is in those chambers is not for you to involve yourself in. I strongly suggest that you stay out of it.” He’d growl, pushing past you.

◾ “And when will you and brother quit acting like I am a child!” You’d shout after him, rage burning your insides out.

◾ “It will happen the day that your mind quits mimicking one of stupidity.”

◾ If your brothers saw you crying or hurt in anyway, they would get their men and assemble a plan to kill whoever upset you; and it doesn’t matter who it is.

◾  If you were afraid or terrified, your brothers would pick it up in a heartbeat. They’d be uncomfortable in comforting you but find someway to calm you down.

◾ “I swear to you that Ragnar Lothbrok will not kill me. So you have not to worry.” Harald would smile at you, patting your head in a way that was a softness only reserved for you. “Do not jump forward into what you do not know.” He’d hum to you.

◾ “It was only a dream, little one.” Halfdan would mumble from the opposite side of your chambers, frightening you witlessly. “If you are crazed enough to believe that we would let even a phantom in your wake, you are sadly mistaken.” He would lean forward, black orbs hypnotizing yet soft.

◾ You would always find the courage to tease your brothers back. It could often surprise them with the mouth that you have, but depending on their mood would be whether they take it lightheartedly or not.

◾ You would not always bear well with the rules your brothers imposed upon you. You would find them useless, not understanding that they are only trying to protect you. You would often sneak off when their attentions are whisked away, trying to escape from their opposing decrees.

◾ Even though your brothers would grow relentlessly angry at you for running away, you would fire it back upon them, showing them that you could be just as heartless if you wanted: Also reminding them that you weren’t their prisoner. You were their sister and as their duty as brothers, they were to let you be happy.

◾ They would make sure that you are taken care of at all times, even in the harshest of environments.

◾ The reason for their alarming protectiveness over you is due to the way you all grew up. Once Harald became king, it made you three a target. They had to protect you to whatever cost.

◾ If your brothers were upset, you would often annoy them with how you wished to comfort them. They would shake off how they felt, burying it away, which you would advice was not the best. However, they were already unsettled, not right in the mind. So what more damage could it do?

◾ Sometimes they would come to you to help with strategies and such, because you are wise and they trust your intuition. They may not always listen but they secretly know that you are right.

◾ You would stand up for your brothers even though they could do so for themselves.

◾ “If you are not aware, King Harald is my brother.” You’d spit your poison so venomously. “You’d be a fool to double cross my brothers, but even more so a fool to have me hear about it.”

◾ They would show their affection for you with the ruffle of your hair, hugging you to their sides, clapping your shoulder, giving you a softer look.

◾ “I want you to remember that I only love three people.” Harald would hum deep in the night when the fire is burning out and Halfdan is asleep. “You sister, Halfdan and my princess. You are the only ones that I ever will.”

◾ Besides one another, you would actually be their soft spot, a weakness of theirs. They would do anything for their little sister.

◾ Despite anything, your brothers would truly love and care for you, even if they appeared cold and with no feelings. Anybody who would think that they didn’t care for you would be sadly mistaken.

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