Try to write fanfics

Vikings... mainly till someone wants me to do something... little bit of smut... maybe and other things, have fun ^^

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Ormen ligg i kveile

I løyndom vakar under

Som ei helufallen åker

Strif dom frender råker

-Fehu, Wardruna

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The snake lies in coils

Hidden, it waits below

Like a frost-ridden field

Strife that kinsmen suffer

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Merry Christmas

Heamund : Open your beautiful eyes Ivar.

Ivar : :execute:

*Lagertha, humiliated, half death in a puddle of her own blood*

Ivar : :almost crying: This is the best present of the universe. Thank you so much babe.

Heamund : Merry Christmas, heathen of my heart.

[marugin]

Two versions, just because. I’m watching 4.18 rn and I’m afraid of Heahmund, LOL. But modern!AU is modern!AU. Gods bless.

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ME: Writes and posts work

FOLLOWERS: Reblogs, likes and appreciates my work

ME: *overcome with emotion and joy* I must write more immediately

Thank you guys! And thank you for your understanding

Soooo I hope this makes you smile as often as I smile, when I see a new fav and follower

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Reblog this “Heavar” banner if you’re in the team!

#TeamHeavar

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SOOOORRYYYYYY

Sorry that I wasn't able to write a single fanfic the shole time now. I was occupied with school stuff and my future

Soo... but I have planed as there are request... to make an

1. AU!IvarxHeahmund in the modern world... I try my best to make that happen

2. IvarxHeahmund after S5E8

3. Other IvarxHeahmund fanfics as long as there aren't any new requests

Sorry guys >.<

But still... I can't promise that anything will happen this week or next... but I try my best

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Can I trust you? Heahmund x Ivar

So... my first fanfic... I tried to write it properly... but I think I fucked up. I just saw how many people wanted to have fanfics about Heavar, so... I tried...I am always open for other things and if you find some mistakes, tell me

Btw, I tried to write them as good as possible, if you don't think that they act like that... keep it to yourself.

Warning: smut!!!!, bad writing/english, NSFW!!!!

Can I trust you? Can you trust me? 

“How do I know?” - “I will give you the chance to find out…” - “You can believe in me…” - “We’ll see.”

Heahmund was all alone. Ivar just had left him alone in this room.. uncuffed, free... Free? Not really as there were still some northman warriors infront of that door for sure!

The Bishop just stared at the bright shining crescent moon sourounded by flawless white stars. The past few days had changed him, he had found something new... something he never felt before but he couldn't tell what. In fact... he knew he never had felt something like that before and this feeling always was there when he was with Ivar. It was something exciting... no more than exciting... but he wasn't able to name it.

As he stared, his thoughts were betraying him. Because soon there were images of Ivar in Heahmunds head. These ice blue eyes... how they pierced through his mind... through his soul. The Northman knows exactly what he is thinking... he had to know... these eyes... this perfect jawline.

As soon as he got a grip on his thoughts again, the Bishop cursed himself. God wouldn't want that... would he? NO! God has forbidden it, the Lord wanted to challange Heahmund! Because this couldn't be what God wanted... could it?

Meanwhile Ivar sneaked into the room and seated himself on a Chair, looking at the Bishop, who hadn't recognized the Viking. "Are you again thinking of your... precious God?", the Man chuckled amused. The Bishop was startled at this sudden appearance of a voice. There was silence as the questioned didn't answer. Just silence in a huge room with two enemys... or former enemys? But there was something else, the atmosphere was static... but even there was more to it.

Heahmund could hear the sound of Ivar landing on the ground and moving towards him. He thought he would feel cold iron against his skin or the breath of this warrior... but no... there was nothing like that! Infact, Ivars hand clapsed around Heahmunds ankel and forced him to the ground as the viking pulled it. 'This man couldn't be strong enough to lay me on the floor', the Bishop thought. He was wrong. With a thud the Man fell heavily and let out a small pained grunt.

There was no way to get away, because Ivar immedatily climbed on top of him and pinned him down. Again these cold eyes pierced Heahmunds mind, there was fire of passion in these... there was so much more in thise. The Bishop couldn't help himself but feel arousal climbing his neck down to his back and deeper. Everything was tingeling, everything seemed to slow down.

Once again there was this perfect chance to eye the Viking... but not only eyeing... he could feel the muscels on top of him, the legs... and... something else?

"What were you thinking of?", Ivar hissed at the man he had pinned on the ground. Again, he didn't answer! The christain stayed silent. So he clenched on the Shirt the Vishop wore and shook him. "Tell me!", yelled the man.

"About you."

Confusion. There was solely the look of confusion on the mans face. Was this a thread? A warning? What was the meaning of that? But soon he realized there was something pressing against his hip.

"You were thinking about me?"

"No, I-i meant..."

The strong, rough Hands of the Viking chocked the Bishop slightly.

"Don't lie to me!"

"Yes, you..."

There was a sensation as Ivar touched Heahmund. He felt more arousal than ever and could only pant silently, as his boner grew bigger. Ivar had to grin and pressed his hip against the bulp in the pants of the man under him. "You like that ... don't you?", his voice turned into a growel as he wispered in the ear of the Bishop and stroke it with his lips. There was so answer but just more heavily panting as he was nearly on the edge of coming.

Ivar chuckled at this reaction and rolled off from the Bishop. He seated himself next to the man. The pants landed somewhere in the room and before he pulled Heahmund onto him, he leaned on a wall.

His hand wandered to the bulp and caressed it roughly. Grining he watched how the Christisn moaned and lifted his hip slightly to press it against the Hand. For Heahmund it was heavenly, like a relase after weeks without a sensation like that. He was so hard it nearly hurt how his dick was caged in his pants, but instead of freeing it he pressed the Hand of the other man more onto his croch. Ivar didn't stop to rubb, but suddenly the man was shaking and his pants became wet. This was a relieve to the Bishop, now he just felt weaker than before, but better as he leaned forwards. The forhead of both touched and they kissed firely.

But if Heahmund thought this was the end... he was wrong, as Ivar got rid of the Christian pants and slowly sank his meat into him. A deep long growl escaped Ivars throat and began to thrust himself again and again into Heahmund. The room got filled with passion and moaning, as both began to move and got rougher. Ivar bit into the neck of the other Man and didn't stop to thrust till he came inside of him.

Panting and full of sweat the men kissed full of passion, till they seperated.

"Get yourself clothed and come to my bed... this night isn't finished just yet", Ivar smiled and looked at Heahmund.

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Coming Soon: Vikings Fanfic Ivar&Heahmund

So... I will try to write a fanfic 'bout these two. I already had half of it but... nope it wasn't saved... BUT I WON'T GIVE UP!

So... I hope... that soon people will see this post and hopefully soon the fanfic is here.. and hopefully soon people will see this and want some more... hopefully...