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Hilde Erpdottir
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I love being viking. I'm myself because of it. I'm just a crazy girl in way different world.
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hildeerpdottir-blog · 7 years ago
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I don't feel loved and needed anymore.
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hildeerpdottir-blog · 7 years ago
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I can't ❤ so adorable ^^
Child of Thor, Floki’s Daughter
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His breath had been taken away when he first laid an eye upon the child. A dirty little beggar child…no more than four. Her little feet stained by the earth. But it was the striking red hair and blue eyes that enchanted him. They seemed to bore into his very soul. His shield brothers had already run back to the ship with their spoils. But Floki walked over to the child and knelt before her. She wasn’t afraid of him. Her eyes looked up at him curiously. As he reached out to touch the bright hair a low clap of thunder rumbled through the clouds. Floki felt a shiver run through him as he looked about. “Thor…” he muttered but quickly turned back to the child and saw her smiling as she looked up at the sky. 
Gently he plucked the dirty child from the ground and carried her into his arms. Quickly he made his way back to the ship. “Floki, I didn’t realize we were in the habit of taking children now.” One of the men chuckled as the slaves were now tied to the ship. One of them put a hand on Floki’s shoulder. “Leave the brat…shes just a beggar.” He laughed causing Floki to glare. One of the men tried to take the girl from Floki but an even louder clap of thunder crashed above their heads. The man quickly jumped back causing Floki to cackle. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. She comes with us.” Ragnar looked back at his friend shaking his head at his antics. But if the thunder had come when the man tried to take the child…the mere thought made him ponder as they set sail. 
Floki sat with the child on the deck of the ship. She lay curled on his lap as he wrapped them in his cloak. The “Christians” were giving him evil glares. Ragnar had said that they were calling them child stealers. To this Floki cackled again. During one of the nights while on the ship, Floki started teaching her the constellations. She would trace them with her tiny finger. It was soon found out that she had no name. So Floki found it appropriate to name the little girl  Thorunn. Thor for her father, and Unn for love. For the child had already stolen his heart. The way she would snuggle into him. The want for learning. He would teach her all that he knew. He would tell her stories of her father. 
Once they arrived at Kattegat, Floki saw Helga waiting for him. When her eyes saw the child her heart swelled with happiness. “Thorunn…” he smiled as he introduced the child to his love. “This is Helga…” He said softly “She will be our mother.” 
The child smiled and wrapped her arms around Helga as she was pulled from Floki’s arms. Helga had tears of happiness as Floki wrapped an arm around her. The three walked home with smiles. Thorunn was bathed and dressed in one of Floki’s shirts till she got new clothes. Floki laid beside Helga and their new child. Thunder rumbled softly and he knew Thor was pleased with him. He would raise the child and make sure she was well cared for. He vowed it to his God. 
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hildeerpdottir-blog · 7 years ago
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I love this so much! Thank you ❤
Visions of the Future
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Contains SMUT. You have been warned.  
You lay in your bed listening to the sounds life around your room. The furs covered your naked body as the flames danced within the hearth. You had been laying here for about an hour now. Waiting…and waiting. You hadn’t been married for more than a week to the boy you knew as a child. Ivar…the child of Aslaug and King Ragnar. A man of quick wit and a burning temper that was quick to explode. Aslaug at first had been completely against it. She didn’t think you were good enough for her son. Her baby.
Yet as always, once Ivar wanted something, he got it. Finally, you and Ivar were married. You hadn’t consummated the marriage yet. Ivar was rather self-conscious about. Sigard often tormented Ivar about it. It made him angry and he was away from their room often late into the night. Taking out his frustration working a the blacksmiths forge or training. You sigh heavily as you stare into the fire. As the flames dance, you feel yourself begin to slip away. Your mind being pulled slowly from your body. You heard the sound of pitter patter coming towards your room. Sitting up softly as the door opened your eyes widened. 
A child, no more than four came running into the room. “Mama…” the boy said as he raised his arms to be picked up. Hair dark and fluffed out around his face. But those eyes. You could never forget those eyes as long as you lived.  “Mama…” the boy said again as h reached up for her a second time. 
Ivar... As you went to reach for the child with tear filled eyes you felt a hand touch yours. That simple touch pulled you back to reality. Blinking you looked down to see Ivar sitting beside the bed. His blue eyes stared at you curiously. 
“You were very deep in thought love…what were you thinking about?” he asked with that smile on his face. The smile that made butterflies swarm in your belly. 
“Ivar…I want to consummate with you.” You say, softly, as you sit up and the furs fall away from your breasts. 
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“You tempt me, love.” He smirked as he pulled himself onto the bed. His body crawling over yours and pinning you down. “With this body that the gods blessed you with.” His eyes raked over your bare chest. Nipples erect in the chilled air.The next think Ivar knew, he was flat on his back with your naked body siting astride him. 
“I have waited patiently Ivar. Very patiently. You have not allowed me to fill my wifely duties.” Your own smile started to take on a twist of its own. it was something Ivar loved in you. You were not a frail maiden despite your purity. “I want to conceive with you…” Your voice purred causing Ivar to bit his lip. He groaned and growled as his pupils dilated. You helped him out of his tunic before your hand teased the lacings of his pants. Your eyes kept locked with Ivar’s as your hand slid beneath the material. 
his lips parted in a gasp but your eyes never left his. “Keep teasing my love…and you will be punished.” He hissed again in pleasure as your hand wrapped around him. Taking his words as permission to continue, you lowered his pants. His large manhood sprung free from its cloth confinement. With a mere adjustment of your hips, the crown of his powerful organ kissed your feminine lips. 
A moan, slightly pain-filled, passed your lips as your now quivering hips lowered onto him. His strong calloused hands gripped the supple flesh of your hips and thighs. His teeth and jaw locked tight as he felt your tight channel embracing him. “Gods…” you moan before a sharp cry filled the room as your maidenhead was now broken. Quickly you slammed your hips down forcing him deeper inside of you. Nails dug into Ivar’s chest as you moaned in pain. One of Ivar’s hands held yours at his chest. His haunting blue eyes gazed up at you with a sense of worry filling them. Soon the pain depleted and you started to move your hips. Slowly up and down…up and down. 
“(Y/N)” Ivar moaned with each movement of his hips. His hand gripping your hip so hard it now left bruises. You used his chest and shoulders as leverage so you could move faster and faster. The Gods had given you a vision. And by the gods will he vision would come true. You wanted to bear Ivar children. Not just sons but daughters. As many healthy children as you could. The room filled with the moans of passionate love making. The bed creaking as you now moved your hips desperately. You needed a release. “(Y/N)!” Ivar shouted as his back arched. 
“Ivar!” You scream as your own body arched and convulsed. Your hips trembling as you were overcome by the most intense pleasure you have ever felt. Eyes rolling up slightly before your head drops forward. Your hair falling about your face and sticking to your sweaty skin. You couldn’t keep yourself up anymore. You lay across Ivar’s body as he held you there. His manhood still buried deep inside of your body. Both of you panting heavily as you bask in the afterglow of your passion and love. 
“I love you, (Y/N).” He sighed as he relaxed into the bedding. Deep huffs of breath could be heard before his breathing relaxed. 
“I love you too, Ivar.” You say as you start to nod off. You prayed that the seed that now lay within your fertile womb would soon grow. 
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hildeerpdottir-blog · 7 years ago
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LIFE #3
Who : Floki is a father of reader, Reader x Ivar I know this part is crazy short and I’m really sorry about that. Enjoy xxx ***************************** You two were sitting in the woods and haven’t spoke for like an hour. “What is wrong, Y/N?” Bjorn asked you. “It’s about Ivar. I was so scared yet I loved that feeling” you looked Bjorn straight in the eyes and gave him a little smile. “Promise me you won’t fall in love with him. His not good for you and I’m sure you wouldn’t be happy. He’s different and… he would control you completely. He would fight with you, be extremely jealous. You’ve seen how he reacted and you’re not even in a relationship.” Bjorn hugged you and gave you a kiss on your forehead. “I can promise you just one thing and that is that I will surely think about it more than one time, okay?” You said and stood up. “Wanna go?” Bjorn asked you. You nodded and went back. “Y/N, will you show me how you fight? I’m sure you’ve learned so much.” said Ragnar with a smile. You raised you eyebrows and you were waiting for him to say more. “I want you to come with me to Paris and fight” he raised his arms and showed his beautiful white teeth. “Will my father come too?” you asked without any emotion. “Of course I will” Floki said behind your back. You turned around, laughed and hugged him so tight. “Let me go! I can’t breathe!” he whispered in your ear. “If my father will come, I will come too and fight with Ragnar Lothbrok in Paris” you said very loud so everyone could hear you. “Great! I can’t wait to see you fight, my dear Y/N” said Ragnar and hugged you both. “And now lets eat” Ragnar pointed to the table. “And drink as much as we can” said Bjorn and laughed. You felt someones hand on your back so you turned around. It was Ivar sitting next to you. “Can I see you after this whole eating thing?” he said and still got his hand on your back. “Sure. Wait for me outside.” you aswered very quietly and put his hand on the table.
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hildeerpdottir-blog · 8 years ago
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LIFE #2 Who : Floki is a father of reader, Reader x Ivar Enjoy, xxx ************************************** When your father went to see Ragnar you had to go somewhere where you can be alone with Ivar. You felt good with him and you wanted to find out if you can trust him. “Come with me to the woods, I want to speak with you… alone” you whispered into his ear and smiled at him. He looked at you, but he didn’t move his head even for a little bit. You loved the way he looked at you. It made you think a little dirty. “Oh I missed this place so much.” you said and sighed. Ivar sat closer to you. “Where have you been? And for how long?” he said like he trully cared. “Anywhere I got. I was in England… Paris… lot of places. I think 18 years, but I’m not sure. I was taken by some men to the boat when I was young” you smiled and looked on the top of the highest tree. “Did you fight a lot?” Ivar asked and looked at you. “Yes, I almost died in Paris. But, I don’t want to talk about it.” Ivar looked at you and laughed. “I love when women are strong and brave” he gave you a little wink. You smiled and said : “How did you became a cripple, cripple?” you punched him in the shoulder and laughed. “Haha, very funny, idiot. I was born like.. this.. like nothing” he looked away. “Oh shut up! You are more than you think. Floki told me about the way you think in fights and how you fight” you winked and slowly wanted to walked away. Ivar grabbed you by the hand and let you fall on him. He gave you a kiss. You didn’t know what to do. You looked surprised and so you were. “Don’t.. don’t ever do this again. I don’t want to hurt you and I don’t want my father to hurt you” you said and finally walked away. You went to see Rangnar and his wife and other sons. “Is that you, Y/N? You growned so much since I’ve seen you for the last time!” said Ragnar happily and gave you a little hug. “This is my wife, Aslaug, and my sons Hvitserk, Ubbe, Sigurd an Ivar” he said and all of the brothers except Ivar waved you. “I’m Y/N, nice to meet all of you. Tell me, Ragnar, where is Bjorn?” you asked and gave the brothers a smile. “Turn around Y/N, and you’ll see” Ragnar laughed and sat on his trone. You didn’t even turned around and you felt a big hug. “Bjorn, I missed you.” You turned around and stayed in a place so confused. “You’re so different. So big and …. hairy” probably all of the Lothbroks laughed and so did you. You hugged Bjorn and looked at Ivar. He wasn’t there. “Where did Ivar go?” you asked Ubbe. “He can get angry for stupidities.. and.. I think he likes you and is a little jealous of Bjorn. He told us that you’ve met couple hours ago” he answered and sipoed his drink. You just nodded. “Bjorn come with me, you have to show me everything.” you said and grabbed Bjorn by his waist. You were too short to grab him by the shoulders. “Can I go with you, BROTHER?” you heard behind your back. It was Ivar and he was pretty angry. “Ivar, don’t be rude” said Aslaug and gave you a smile. “Is that because I’m a cripple? You think I can’t have sex too? Bjorn isn’t the only one!” Ivar shouted and his eyes got darker. He looked so different. You were scared of him.“Calm down. We haven’t seen each other for so long, and trust me, I don’t plan having sex with my best friend” Bjorn laughed and walked away with you. On the walk you couldn’t stop thinking of Ivar..
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hildeerpdottir-blog · 8 years ago
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LIFE #1 This imagine will be divided to parts Who : Floki is a father of reader, Reader x Ivar Warning : none, i guess GIFs not mine Enjoy, xx ********************************************* You just arrived to Kattegat after a really long time. At first you have to find your father. His name is Floki and.. well.. he’s a boat builder. You know for sure, where he’s living so you went there. He had a wife, Helga. She wasn’t your real mom, but you loved her as one. “Floki, we have a guest” said Helga and you were standing right next to her. You were hidden because of the flag that was right in front of you. “Who is it, Helga?” said Floki. Oh, how much you loved his voice. “Come here and see for yourself” Helga giggled and went away, so you and your father could be alone. “Y/N? Is that really you? My sweet sweet daughter?” Floki opened his eyes fully and he hugged you with such passion. You missed him so much and it wasn’t the only thing you missed. You missed Helga too and whole Kattegat. “Oh, I have so much to say. Come, come. We have to drink.” he put his hand on your back and made you sit on a chair. Helga gave you a horn full of the sweetest mead you have ever drinked. “Thank you, Helga. I missed you so much” you said and drinked again. “I missed you too, Y/N. Tell us, how was it? The long journey.” she said and sat next to you. So you talked and talked till the dark had fully cover all of you. You found out, that Ragnar, Flokis beloved friend, is a king now and that he has a new wife, Aslaug. Also he has five sons a little younger then you are. In the morning Helga woke you up with her sweet voice saying, that the breakfast is ready. You got up and smelled meat.. “It smells so good Helga, how is this possible?” you laughed and started to eat. “Where is father?” you asked after a while. “He went for Ivar, he wants you to meet him. He’s one of the Ragnars sons, he can’t walk by himself.” she answered and sipped her drink. Right when Helga finished her sentence you heard voices, one belonged to your father and the other one, that had to be Ivar. “Oh come on you crippled bastard I don’t want to carry you as a baby!” Floki shouted. You had to laugh, because you would say the same thing. “Hurry up, you old donkey, I want to see her!” Ivar shouted and you saw him. His blue eyes were as the brightest sea. You fell in love with them. “Hello, beautiful” said Ivar while Floki threw him into the sand. You laughed and looked him straight into the eyes. He sat next to you and give you a cute smile. “You must be Ivar, I’m Y/N” “You’re beautiful” he said and touched your hair with opened mouth. Floki looked pissed of. “Ivar, you idiot. She’s my daughter and I can kill you like nothing, remember that” said your father with a knife in his hand. “Easy, easy, grandfather” Ivar ironicly smiled and let off your hair.
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hildeerpdottir-blog · 8 years ago
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Imagine you laying on your back and watching the sky full of clouds. Right beside you is laying your husband - Ivar The Boneless. “I want to thank you, Y/N” says Ivar and he’s still looking at the clouds. “For what, my love?” “For giving me strenght, love.. and for that you’re so loyal to me. I love you, Y/N” he turns to you. His eyes looks into yours and you feel safe and loved. That’s all you ever wanted. “I love you too, cripple.” Ivar laughs and lets your head lay on his chest.
***** GIF is not made by me. Hope you like it.
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