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Author's Notes | I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry. Gods, I'm so sorry! I couldn't think about anything that wasn't this endless well of ANGST Curse became. Well, prepare your wipes. This one will break your heart!
Universe | Vikings, Curse AU
Pairing | Hvitserk x Reader
Info | Demon! Hvitserk, Viking Age AU, Curse AU, requested by anon for 5CW5
Words |3558
⁑ Warnings: Heavy ANGST, Major Character's Death, mentions of sickness. Caution is recommended: the following content may be triggering.
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"I will not stay. I need some time."
Words Hvitserk spoke to Ivar months ago when his eyes saw everything going dark and he lost everything that had some meaning in his life.
Ubbe was swallowed by madness.
Precious Margrethe was killed by his own hunger.
Dear Sigurd was dead. And not dead at the same time.
For Ivar, that whole thing with the curses was in an apex of thinking he was now invulnerable, untouchable beyond the unpredictable he always was. But Hvitserk was seeing things in a different way.
