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.
I'm not s...
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Words:414 A/N: One more REQUEST and then they are CLOSED. I am only do a few at a time and I have exams just around the corner. I hope this was good enough.
If you do still wish to request, please do so before the next imagine is uploaded. Thank you.
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One baby was all you wanted. One child you were grateful for. Forever Ivar had grown up believing he would get nothing more than that.
So when there was one cry, followed by another and another. You swore you could see something in your lover's eyes. They bore the brightest blue. All healthy girls, beside the youngest who was a boy, smaller than the others. It worried Ivar to a degree. However, you soon enough buried his doubts. They were all perfect. With sloped noses, chubby and small limbs. Their fingers opened and closed while reaching for both of you.
Your heart seemed to swell with pride knowing you carried them all simultaneously. That you gave them all to him.
"What will they be named?" You asked Ivar, still bed ridden after going into labour. He was to your right, laying on his side with the triplets snuggled between you.
"Our little boy will be Even, lucky to have survived with such a small form-" Ivar announced, fiddling with his small foot. Your son had tuffs of brown hair swirled on the back of his head, with beauty spots marking his dimples, as his hazel eyes looked to you both. "- Our first girl... I think she's a Hertha, strong, and will always be happy to protect her younger siblings" You smiled at his words, while running your fingers idly over her bunched up features, that looked oddly pretty against her blazing blue eyes.
"And what about this little one?" you cooed, giggling slightly as your second daughter's mouth formed in an 'o' shape, tiny and almost fragile to the touch.
"What about you? Do you not want to name her?" Ivar questioned.
He looked up at you with half lidded eyes, gifting you with the same vision that sent your heart into a jolting spasm.
Carefully, you traced her every feature. Running your (E/C) orbs intently over her form. Her pink cheeks were prominent and her hair thin, near to transparent as it spotted her scalp.
"Kari... She looks like one, pure and innocent" you said, allowing a scoff of laughter to escape your lips.
"Hertha, Kari and Even... Perfect little creatures. You have blessed me my beautiful wife, my love... My everything" he whispered.
Slowly, he then pressed a chaste kiss to your bottom lip, still cautious of the children between your bodies.
You could already tell what life would be for you. And it would be as Ivar said it... Perfect.
