Just a few little imagines.
Add a little bit of oneshots.
May include a bit of Hvitserk, who knows.
Maybe throw in some of Heahmund.
I will be accepting requests.
It will always say completed, but I will still update on here now and then.
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"It is said your God watches over all" Ivar pointed out, while sitting in the mud, up against the wall.
The Heathen army was to soon sail back home, Ivar intending to ally with Harald against his mother's usurper. But, before he could think of future. On this particular day, his thoughts were cast back to you. And to keep his reputation as Ivar the Boneless, in tact, he had to load his inner turmoil onto a Christian. The warrior Bishop was chained before him, his lips moving with his inaudible prayers. However, he had ceased his words at the Heathens voice.
"That is correct, if they are innocent, and have committed no sin" he spoke up. His voice was low and ragged, plagued with fatigue as he kneeled before the grey sky.
"I.... I know of this girl" Ivar said, his words delicate at the mention of you. And even if Ivar desired an answer to his future questions, he was thankful for the silence.
"As your God would say, she is no sinner... Pure and... Whole. Do I dare destroy that? All qualities that draw me in... She's nothing like me".
Heahmund couldn't quite comprehend his words. In the last few days he had not heard such honesty from the savage's mouth.
"I would say not. Unless you intend to wed her?" He questioned, raising an brown eyebrow in the process. He was intrigued. How could no Heathen have sinned? If they had already passed the age of universal innocence.
A scoff of laughter exited Ivar's lips. How could he marry you?
"That is not possible, to pull her into a world such as mine is cruel" Ivar commented.
"Then... What do you intend to do, concerning this girl?" Heahmund asked, turning his head only slightly.
"Admire her from afar, not knowing that I..." Ivar interrupted his sentence with a cough. On purpose of course.
With that, he crawled away. He didn't want to reveal more than needed. You were his only weakness... The only thing that kept him for tipping over the edge of insanity. His little (Y/N).
