Vikings imagines

Ivar/Bjorn Request

Title: Who do you choose?
Word count: 2007
Requested by: @Shannon1300
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It all started when Bjorn Ironside had met Y/N in the battle against Paris. The shieldmaiden had caught his attention straight away. She had saved his life and since then, they had fought every battle side by side. Their Relationship turned more personal when they returned to Kattegat. Bjorn's wife Porunn was depressed and had left him and their daughter Siggy alone. Y/N had been there for Bjorn after losing his wife and she helped him looking after little Siggy. Throughout the years they would take care of each other, both home and on the battlefield. Bjorn had been in love with Y/N from the day they met, however, their relationship never grew into a romantic one.

Being the closest friend of Bjorn, y/n had spent a lot of time around his family as well. She had seen the young princes of Kattegat grow up and formed a close relationship with all of them. Her favourite one was Ivar the Boneless. When Ivar was younger Y/N would sometimes teach him lessons, but soon it was the other way around. He was smart, thoughtfull and above else very mature for his age. He stood out, ofcourse because he's a cripple, but also because of his intelligence.

One time when Y/N had returned from a year of raiding, she'd discovered another quality of Ivar; his appearance. If it wasn't for his legs she wouldn't even have recognized him. He had aged into a man and no longer looked like the boy she'd left behind. He was taller now, his voice was molted, his chin was stubbled and, she couldn't deny, looked incredibly hot. His piercing blue eyes were the only thing that remained the same.

That night at the feast Y/N couldn't keep her eyes off of the aged Ivar. She was intrigued by him. Neither could Ivar take his eyes away from Y/N, he had been in love with the shieldmaiden since he was a little boy. How could he not? Ivar hated how close she was with Bjorn and how she only used to view him as a little brother. However, after the heavy eye contact all evening Ivar hoped that the last thing had changed. And it had.

Ivar had built up some courage and crutched over to where Y/N was seated. After a bit of small talk, the pair was soon found laughing and drinking the night away.

From that day on Ivar and Y/N were inseparable. They were together all the time, always laughing and flirting. None of this going unnoticed by an envious Bjorn. Bjorn always hoped that the gods would eventually bring Y/N and him together. So he didn't like Y/N's fodness for his youngest brother one bit.

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Y/N was strolling towards the great hall where she had agreed to play Hnefatafl with Ivar.

Almost there Y/N suddenly had to dodge a horn being thrown out of the building. Flying objects out of the homestead usually meant that two or more Ragnarssons were fighting. Y/N fastened her pace, but abruptly stopped when she heard the familiar voices of Bjorn and Ivar.

Y/N peeked through the opening of the door and tried to eavesdrop the conversation. Let's say curiosity got the best of her.

Inside she could see Ivar leaning against the table and Bjorn standing in front of him with crossed arms. "I'm your elder brother! You have no respect." Was the first thing she picked up from the argument.

"Just because you are the eldest son of Ragnar does not mean you have a claim to her! If she wanted to be with you, she could've ages ago." Ivar spat at Bjorn, whom grew red with anger.