The second part of the archive of parchments publishing the Ragnarssons' reactions to situations proposed by you guys!
Requests are open on my ask box at Tumblr! Feel free to drop your ideas!
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Author's Notes | I decided to have all of them sleeping already so the whole surprise would happen with a certain part of their bodies being touched - cause if I can set the world on fire, then why not? hahaha
Info | Viking Age AU, requested by anon
⁑ Warnings: Cursing, mentions of violence.
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Björn would wake up with the boy's voice and the young one's hand on his dick would be crushed between his fingers in a single grip, probably waking the whole house with Hvitserk's son's screams and his fingers probably broken.
"Guess I found a sneaky pup and your father's litter will lose some numbers tonight!"
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Ubbe would gift his son-in-law with a headbutt with the back of his head hitting Björn's boy's nose so strong that the boy would earn a broken nose.
"Your father's sides may be made of iron, boy, but it doesn't mean you're invulnerable as well! And I'm up to put your heritage to a test right now!"
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Hvitserk would roll over the boy, sword against Ubbe's son's neck and blood in his eyes stained in fury. Thank the gods they decided to live inside the hall - the boy stands a chance with his father in one of the closer rooms.
"UBBE! I suggest you come and pick up your cub before I decide I need a new wolf pelt for a cloak!"
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Sigurd would kick back with one of his legs right on spot to turn Ivar's son's intentions for the night in a terrible nightmare for the boy: no one would really take a kick on the balls with a hard dick without some good whines Sigurd almost doesn't let his nephew cry, lifting the boy by its collar and dragging him to the hall to throw him down on his father's feet.
"You better keep your trash away from my daughter's room or I swear, Ivar, next time your son tries to 'make my daughter his' I'll ensure you'll have to teach your boy how to crawl!"
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Ivar has no patience: he twists Sigurd's son's wrist breaking it soundly and mercilessly pushing him out of his daughter's bed.
The boy would have to sacrifice a goat to the gods in gratitude for his screams being heard by the whole house enough to have a bunch of people entering the room right on time to prevent Ivar from reaching his daggers to kill him.
"I'LL PLUCK YOUR EYE OFF, YOU MOTHERFUCKER, SON OF A SNAKE!"
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