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[inspriredlyuninspired]

The Stalker 

Part 6

Modern!Ivar x Curvy!Reader, Able-bodied! Ivar, Dark!Ivar 

Warnings: Depression, starving, sucidal thoughts. 

Summary: Y/n is stuck in her head about everything that happened, but still agrees to go on the trip with Ivar, she makes a shocking discovery about herself. 

Word count: 1,514 

Third Person POV

In the days leading up to the party Y/n barely moved out of bed, in the meantime Ivar prepared them both to leave. He has had two plane tickets ready since the party was announced. 

He got her a new dress, shoes, makeup or anything she ever could have wanted, he wasn’t trying to buy her love. But it sure as hell looked that way. 

“Little dove, please eat. You haven’t eaten in three days.”

“no thanks, im not hungry.” her voice was small and fragile. 

The past few days, her mental health had rapidly been declining. She was headed back to the darkest period of her life, and she felt as though she couldn't stop it. It broke Ivar’s heart seeing her like this. She had no energy or motivation to get out of bed. He could not get her to eat, he would listen to her quietly sob while he laid next ot her in bed. The worst part is it was all his fault, he had caused this. 

Her head was filled with vile thoughts. 

‘everyone that walks into your life makes you worse then you were before’

‘no one truly loves you, they all want you for something and will drop you the second they’re done with you’

‘Mom and Dad didnt even care you left in the middle of the night, and now you’re stuck with the guy who stalked you’

‘he doesn’t care about you at all, thats why he trapped you here’

She couldn’t get the voices to stop. She thought at this point she would be better off dead, she would never find happiness in her life, she would never find someone that would truly love and cherish her. She thought this was her happily ever after, but it was her worst nightmare. 

“Little dove, please sit up” she obliged, she had only been out of bed to go to the bathroom and shower. She sat up and Ivar gently held a spoon to her mouth. She opened her mouth and began to slurp the soup off the spoon. 

He could have been hand feeding her poison and she would not of cared.

But it wasnt, it was broccolli cheddar soup, from her favorite restaurant downtown. She had never told him how much she loved it, he knew, from when he stalked her. Just thinking of that made her shiver away and a tear to roll down her cheek.

Seeing her cry saw made his heart shatter into a million pieces. 

“Little dove please, we need to talk.” 

“About what?” her voice cracked slightly.

“everything, i know you dont trust me and you have no reason to, i know what i did was terrible. I should have asked you out when i saw you that first day. I just thought you would never like a guy like me.”

“What do you mean a guy like you?” “im weird, im a nerd. I dont talk to anyone. I live in a house in the middle of the woods because im secluded, people hated with me growing up, even my own father hated me. I have only ever had one person in my life love me unconditionally and she isn’t here anymore. I am a man with a lot of baggage and a lot of hurt. I didn’t think you wanted to deal with it.” 

Her eyed softened, he was broken. Just like her. 

She sat up a little straighter and put her hand gently on his. This action shocked him. 

“ivar, i have a lot of baggage, but you still wanted me. It still shocks be everyday that you wanted me as much as you did-”

“i still want you, i want to protect you.” “you dont always have to protect everyone else, sometimes you need to be protected yourself.” 

“y/n, i love you. I would do anything to have you love me back. I understand how desperate that sounds too.” he chuckled slightly at himself.

“Ivar i told you im starting to fall in love with you. I love being around you, those days where you were yourself arond me, you mesmorized me. You intrigued me, you made want to learn every single little quirk about you. I agreed to go on this trip with you to see if i could get over what happened.” 

“seeing you these part few days hurt my heart, and knowing it was my fault i couldnt believe myself.” 

“my thoughts took over and im sorry, it wasn’t fair to you.” 

“no please do not apologize, it was my fault. what thoughts were you struggling with?” 

“the thought that no one in my life will truly love me and that the world would be better if i wasnt in it.” before she could finish his arms were wrapped aournd her, holding her tight to his chest. 

“i need you here, you make my world so much brighter.” he whispered in her ear softly. 

*12 hours later* 

“ivar im sleepy”

“i know love you can sleep on the plane.” Ivar kissed her head that was leaning gently on his shoulder as they stood in the line for security in the airport. 

When it was time for them to board their flight Ivar watched Y/n’s eyes light up

“excited to fly baby?”

“no i excited to go to sleep!” Her voice sounded like a childs, it made him giggle. 

“First class now boarding.” came over the loud speaker. Y/n didn’t move, she was waiting until the announcement for coach seating came. 

But she felt Ivar tugging on her hand, she gave him a confused look. 

“oh Little Dove, you didn’t think that i would give you anything less than the best.” 

Now, Y/n knew Ivar had money. Not just money, but like money money. SHe was still shocked. They were led to their seats, or rather their beds. 

“These are full beds!” Y/n exclaimed. Ivar giggled and sat down and held her hand. 

“now you can get your sleep, beauitful.” Y/n climbed into her side and she put down the divider between them. Ivar got comfortable on his side, not pushing his luck trying to hold her.

But he felt Y/n curl into his side, he felt her breathing steady he knew that she was drifiting off to sleep. 

He held her close as they lifted off into the air, he fell asleep holding his girl for the long plane ride they had ahead. 

Once the plane had landed y/n felt more awake and energized then she had in a couple days. Seeing her so full of life made Ivar’s heart melt. 

His rental car was waiting for them at the airport, of course he couldnt just get a normal car. A BMW, very similar to the one he owned back in the states was there ready for him. He of course opened the door for Y/n and wouldnt let her help pack the car.

Once they were on the road, Y/n looked mesmerized as she watched the Danish countrside pass by. She loved seeing the transition of the quiant countryside to the city. 

When they pulled up to the hotel Y/n was again shocked at how beautiful it is, she couldn’t even begin to think about how much he had spent. Vallet and bell hops came to take the bags and move the car. 

Y/n grabbed Ivar’s hand which shocked him, but he was not complaining. they walked into the lavish lobby and were immediately greeted. 

“Mr. and Mrs. Ragnarson, your room is ready.” The man handed Ivar the room key and shook his hand. Ivar guided her over to the elevator and said 

“sorry about that, i booked the honeymoon suite” he blushed slightly, he didnt want to admit that to y/n but he was forced to. 

“no its okay it was cute, why did you book that one?” 

“it has the most beautiful veiw, not only did i want you to see it but i wanted to expirence it with you.” the blush on his cheeks made y/n’s heart burst. She was falling hard for him, and was slowly getting over everthing that had happened. 

As ivar opened the door to the room, the floor to ceiling windows were the first thing she saw. Her mouth hung wide open, the sun was setting and the lights were beginning to flick on all over the city. Y/n slowly walked over to window and just watched in amazement. 

Ivar walked over and wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned his chin on top of her head. 

“this is the most beautiful view i have ever seen” Y/n whispered. 

“You are the most beautiful veiw i have ever seen” Ivar whispered back to her. 

This was the moment she knew she was not getting over him. 

to be continued.. 

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[hmmmintriguing]

Me: *reading fanfic*

Fanfic: The pale moon glistens against her pale WHITE skin her long BLONDE hair is soft like silk he grabs her by her SMALL waist staring into to her BLUE eyes he lifts her SLIM WHITE legs over his shoulders......

Me: * me being nether of those things*

[ficstoreadinthedark]

Prompt 29 with Ivar, please. Something fluffy and smoochy. 🙏

It’s done! 🙃

Not Even the Sea

I’ll have it posted in a few

Enjoy 😉

[ivarswickedqueen]

Fever - part 14

Hi guys, I am alive, just busy. I wanted to give you a little drabble for Fever, but, as always I got kind of carried away, so I decided to call it a new chapter. 

You can read previous chapters in my Materlist

Word Account: cca 1800

Paring: Alex x Reader x Marco

Warning:18+

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You were sitting on the couch and you were extremely bored. You wanted to do something with Marco and Alex today, but they said they want to watch a football, to be more specific – Danish derby. You rolled your eyes and sighed in annoyance. It was Sunday afternoon and you wanted to do something more exciting than watch 22 men chase a ball for 90 minutes. You tried your best to change their mind, but they were really stubborn, especially Marco. He wore his FC Brondby shirt and to be honest, he looked absolutely delicious in it. You tried to seduce him couple times, but he kept ignoring you and watched the game intently. You sighed and started reading a book, sitting between them, your head on Alex’s shoulder. Alex played with your hair, but his eyes were glued to the TV screen.

“Come on guys, this is boring!” you tried again, but they kept ignoring you. You figured out, that trying to talk with Marco is pointless, so you started bothering Alex.

“Alex please, talk to me,” you said and scratched his leg with your nails lightly.

“Not now, babe!” Alex hushed you and you groaned.

“Fuck!!” Marco shouted and you saw that the other team scored a goal. Great, they will be extremely grumpy after the game, you sighed again and tried to read that annoying book you borrowed from your coworker. You thought that they will talk to you in the half time, but they discussed the first half and you felt like you are invisible. You could walk around them naked and they probably won’t notice. You kept reading your boring book when Brondby finally scored a goal. They both cheered loudly and you raised your eyebrow. They were like a little kids. Alex yelled something in Danish and Marco grabbed your face and kissed you deeply. He caught you by surprise and before you had a chance to react, his attention was on the TV again. You threw away the book and watched the game with more interest now, silently rooting for the Brondby team to score again, wanting another kiss from Marco. Next time you won’t let him go so easily. But unfortunately it was the other team, who scored again. Marco threw his head back, and put on his best bitch face. Truth to be told, he looked so god damn hot, when he was pissed. He made himself comfortable on the couch and spread his legs wide. You gulped and tried your best to avoid looking at him. He didn’t notice your hungry look, but Alex did and soon you felt his hot breath on your ear.

“Don’t you know that staring is rude, Y/N?” he asked and chuckled.

“Shut up,” you blushed and hit his shoulder.

“You want him, don’t you?” he provoked you again and you felt your cheeks turning red.

“Too bad, that he keeps ignoring his naughty little kitten,” Alex continued and you started squirming.

“And you would love to ride his dick like there's no tomorrow,” Alex kept teasing you.

“Didn’t you want to watch the game?” you asked him with hoarse voice.

“This is much more interesting at this moment, babe,” he giggled and you wanted to smack him over the head.  

“It’s so obvious that you desperately want to crawl between his legs and suck him real good,” Alex’s words and the sight of Marco already made you wet.

“Alex!!” You whined quietly.

“What’s up, babe?” he smirked.

“Stop it!” you begged him, but he was ruthless.

“I don’t think so. I bet you are already wet for him” he teased you again.

“Why don't you find out for yourself?” you snapped at him.

“Hmm, I won’t touch you right now, babe. You look so hot, when you are this desperate,” he smirked wickedly and bit the top of your earlobe playfully.

“You are terrible person, Alex,” you whimpered and studied Marco’s focused face. He looked so serious and yet so delicious. Alex was right, you wanted him and you wanted him bad.

“Noooo,” Alex suddenly shouted when the other team scored their third goal. You carefully looked at Marco and he didn’t react at all, he stared at the screen and then rolled over the couch and disappeared in his bedroom. You felt sorry for him, he seemed really sad and disappointed. You stood up, ready to follow him, but Alex stopped you.

“Let him be, Y/N. He is in really bad mood right now,” Alex warned you, but you didn’t listen to him and followed Marco inside his bedroom. You found him sitting on his bed, with his head in hands. You stopped next to him and caressed his hair hesitantly.

“I am so sorry that your team is losing, Marco,” you said quietly. He didn’t reply but he pulled you closer to him. You stood between his legs, slowly caressing the top of his head. He buried his head into your belly and sighed deeply. That moment lasted for a while, and you didn’t know what to do to make him feel better. You took his head in your hands and kissed his lips softly.

“Please don’t be sad, I hate to see you like this,” you begged him and he gave you a tiny smile.

“Come on Marco, I want to see that beautiful smile of yours,” you encouraged him and he smiled softly at you.

“See, that’s my boy,” you smiled back and caressed his cheek gently.

“Thank you, kitten, this was what I needed,” he finally said something and your heart flattered.

“Anytime, baby. There is no need to be sad over some stupid football game,” you said without thinking and his eyes turned dark in seconds. His reaction was quick and before you knew it, your back hit the bed.

“What did you say, kitten?” he growled and you shivered. You have never seen Marco so pissed and you kind of enjoyed that.

“I am so sorry,” you tried, but he wasn’t listening to you.

“Do you think that I didn’t notice how you were looking at me the whole evening?” he growled and you gulped.

“Do you think that I didn’t notice your hungry looks? It was so distracting, I couldn’t really focus on the game. So kitten, I think that it’s actually your fault that they are losing,” he said and you looked at him in disbelief.

“You can’t be serious, Marco,” you protested but he silenced you with rough kiss.

“I think I have to punish you, kitten,” Marco growled again and you felt the goose bumps forming on your skin. Marco quickly got rid of your clothes and started kissing your naked body teasingly slowly.

“Fuck Marco, you said you will punish me!” you protested and he smirked against your skin.

“Yes I did, kitten. Going at it slowly is the worst punishment for you,” he said and slowly circled your nipple with his tongue.

“Marco, please!” you begged but he ignored you. He was avoiding your nipples for a very long time, driving you insane. You were nearly crying, when he finally flicked his tongue over your sensitive nipple. His tongue was dancing on your erected buds, earning deep moans from your lips. He teased you with his teeth and you were moaning his name quietly, gripping his hair into your fist, trying to pull him closer to your chest, make him suck your nipples, but he only laughed and kept teasing you. You hummed when you felt his hand sliding down your body to your soaking wet pussy. He kissed his way to your ear.

”I love to make you this wet, kitten,” he purred into your ear and touched your clit lightly.

“Marco, please!” you begged him, twisting your hand into his yellow shirt.

“What do you want, kitten?” he smirked and kissed the side of your neck, while his fingers ghosted over your cunt.

“I need your long fingers inside me, Marco, please,” you whined shamelessly, begging him with your eyes.

“Is that what you want, kitten?” he chuckled and rubbed your clit gently.

“Yes” you moaned loudly, biting your lip, looking deep into his green eyes.

“I am not sure if you want it enough, Y/N,” he teased you and nibbled at your bottom lip playfully.

“Please, Marco! I was thinking about your fingers in my pussy the whole afternoon,” you admitted and enjoyed the satisfied look on his face.

“Is that true, kitten? Is that what you were whispering about with Alex earlier?” he asked and slowly slid his two fingers inside you.

“Not exactly,” you admitted.

“So what were you talking about?” he asked curiously.

“We were talking about how much I want your cock,” you said and he stopped fingering you and you whined.

“I think that I should give you what you want from me, kitten,” Marco said with lust clouded voice. He already forgot about your punishment. All he wanted was to be inside you as quick as possible.

He pulled down his black shorts, revealing his already hard cock. You wanted to touch him, but he smacked your hands away, no touching tonight, kitten, I have to punish you after all, he smirked and filled you slowly.

“Fuck, Marco!” you moaned deeply and enjoyed the feeling of being filled by his thick cock. Marco started moving slowly, rocking his hips in and out of you. His lips found your nipple and sucked it into his hot mouth, rolling the other one between his fingers.

“This feel so good, Marco babe. Don’t stop, please don’t stop!” you begged him, scared that he won’t let you cum. But it was not his intention. He kept thrusting into you, his hand was suddenly on your neck, choking you lightly, making you roll your eyes in pure pleasure. He kept his slow pace, slowly bringing you to a powerful orgasm. You felt your belly tightening and you were so close. Marco started pushing faster and faster and you felt your walls pulsing around his cock, bringing him closer to his own release. You came hard, moaning his name, breathing heavily, pulling him down for a loving kiss. He followed you quickly, kissing you back passionately. When you finally pulled apart you saw Alex leaning against the door frame.

“It ended 3:1,” he said to Marco and winked at you.

“Well, Marco just scored too. Do you want to equal the score?” you said and licked your lips seductively.

“So, are you telling me, that I have to score three times now?” he laughed already taking off his shirt, jumping on the bed to join you in another eventful Sunday for the three of you.

[inspriredlyuninspired]

The Stalker 

Part 5 

Modern!Ivar x Curvy!Reader. Able-bodied!Ivar, Dark!Ivar. 

Warnings: Swearing, fighting, stalking, panic attack.  

Summary: Y/n finds out who Ivar is, she is terrified that her life is in danger. She does not know if she should bring it up now. But she feels uneasy. 

Word count: 2,025

Third Person POV 

Y/n’s eyes went wide when she saw the door start to open. She looked behind her for signs of Ivar, but she could hear him still in the kitchen. She quickly slides into the office, closing the door behind her. 

She tuns the lights on and looks around, it just looks like a normal office, the nerves in her stomach went away when she went over to the bookshelf looking through the thousands of books he seemed to have. She was about to leave, felling stupid for being suspicious. However, something caught her eye on top of his desk, there was a picture of her. 

The nerves started to grow again, she walked over and gently picked it up. It was a picture of her on a run. 

‘How the hell did he get this?’ She thought. She saw multiple envelopes labeled, “My Little Dove”. She knew those letters were about or for her. She saw a stack of papers about Danish exports, ‘oh great one thing he didnt actually lie to me about’ she thought. 

Luckily she didn’t look through those papers, a picture of her was hidden in there. One night Y/n was changing in front of her window, Ivar thought he had hit the jackpot. Seeing her in just her bra and panties made hime go wild, that picture was tucked away for safe keeping. 

Y/n walked around the desk, and a gasp left her lips. She saw a board with an astonishing amount of pictures of her on it. She looked through them all, she doesnt understand how he got these, unless he had taken them himslef.

At the bottom corner of the board a small piece of paper with the words 

“one day i’ll be your man, not your stalker”

Y/n felt her chest tightening up, she couldnt breath. She could feel the panic attack coming. Thinking of what Ivar could want with her. ‘Does he want to hurt me? Kill me? Kidnap me?’ her thoughts quickly went from what he was going to do to her, to ‘Everyone in my life wants to hurt me. My parents, every friend i ever had and now my first boyfriend.’ She felt betrayed, Ivar had finally made her feel wanted and accepted. When everyone told her something was wrong with you, he told her he was proud of her for what she overcame. 

Y/n quickly left the room and walked into Ivar’s room. Her breathing was so fast paced but, she couldn’t get enough air to her lungs. Her knees buckled and she was now curled up on the groun in the fetal position, trying to calm herself, she was too in her head she did not even hear Ivar calling for her. 

Ivar callled for her but when she didn’t respond he skipped down the hallway looking fo her. 

“Y/n! Little dove its time for dinner! Are you all ready for some movies and cuddles because i know i am-Y/N!” he quickly ran to her side. 

“Little dove what’s wrong?” he was s confused, she was totally fine when he left her to shower. With her hair still being damp he did not think that she had left his room yet, let alone that she found out the biggest secret that he has ever needed to keep. 

“i--i-- ca-can-can’t Bre-breathe” Ivar immediately recognized that she was having a panic attack. He scooped her up into his arms and held her there, close to him. He had read that holding someone having a panic attack can help. After a while it did help, her breathing returned to normal. 

The strength in her body was gone, otherwise she would have pushed herself off of him. She was laying on his chest as he ran his hand through her hair, his back was leaning against the foot of the bed. 

He moved her slightly, and stood up, following by picking her up. He wrapped her legs around his waist and she responded by wrapping her arms around his neck. She had a stone cold look on her face. ‘If he was going to kill me might as well not fight it’ she thought. 

But he was never going to hurt her, thats the part she did not know. 

“you need to get something in yout tummy little dove, lets eat and then we will lay down okay?” Ivar said, in a sweet little voice, not wanting to be overbearing in this delicate moment. All Y/n did was nod her head against his shoulder. 

He sat her down at the table, he sat down next to her. He began to eat but she couldnt bring herself to eat. She felt terrible for seeming ungreatful, he had cooked a beautiful meal and here she was pushing it around on her plate like a child. 

But finding out the man that is now your boyfriend has been stalking you for months tends to make you lose your appetite. 

“What is wrong baby? You havent eaten anything. Do you not like it?-” 

“No Ivar its wonderful. Thank you, i was just in my head thats all.” she gave hime a fake smile and started to eat. Even though she had reason to not want to please him,  she never wanted anyone to feel bad for their kind act. She knows how that feels and wouldn’t wish it on her worst enemies. 

After they ate, Y/n offered to do the dishes so Ivar could shower. He pepered little kisses all over her face, she smiled at them, even let out a little giggle. But remebering the situation at hand her giggles went silent and her smile instantly went away. 

As she did the dishes, she thought of how she was going to bring this up to him, or what she was going to do. 

She was thinking of ways she could talk about this with him, while he was in the shower worrying about her. He knew that she dealt with anxiety but his heart broke seeing her like that. As well as seeing how much her anxiety attack took out of her, how it exhausted her, he wanted nothing more than to take that pain from her and deal with it for her. 

After he got out of the shower he threw on a pair of sweatpants and started making his way out to the kitchen to see her again. It had become habit to jiggle the handle of his office just to make sure its locked, but when he did it and saw it was unlocked his heart dropped to his stomach. 

She knew. She knew everything. ‘Why the fuck was the door not locked?’ He thought to himself.  

His heart was racing as he walked into the kitchen, he was going to let her bring it up first. If she hadn’t seen the pictures he didn’t want ot expose himself. 

“Hi little dove, thank you for cleaning the kitchen it looks beautiful.” 

He wrapped her arms around her and kissed her head, she didn’t melt into him like she normally did.

“lets go sit down and talk about what’s going on baby” He meant talking about her anxiety, but she had differrent plans.

They sat down, Ivar threw y/n’s legs over his lap and had a sweet smile looking at her. He thought that he was going to lose her, the same day that she became his. His world was crumbling to his feet. 

“Ivar, i have a question for you, and please be honest with me.” 

“of course baby, anything.” 

“Did you stalk me? im sorry i went into your office, im sorry for being nosy but then i saw a picture of me and then a lot more pictures and then letters for me, i didn’t read them i just saw “Litle Dove” on them and i assumed they were written to me, its just why did you do that.” she rambled because she was nervous, and she felt the tears formming in her eyes. 

Ivar let out a sigh, he never envisioned this happening. 

“yes, i did but i can explain.” 

“HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN THAT IVAR?!?!” Y/n screamed, she stood up wanting to be away from him. 

“Little Dove please sit down so we can talk about this.”

“why should i? what do you want with me, if you want to kill me just do it already. Everyone who i think is going to be good in my life just wants to hurt me. so please get it over with.” 

“Y/N SIT THE FUCK DOWN.” Ivar screamed, Y/n jumped when she heard it. He had told her that he had anger issuses but she never thought that he would scream at her. She sat down not wanting to hear him yell again. 

Ivar felt bad for having to yell, he knew she was very sensitive to yelling because of her past. But he needed ot explain himslef for everything.

“Little Dove, i will never hurt you. That’s part of the reason i did it. I wanted to protect you, but you didn’t know me yet. I’m sorry that it happened like that. I saw you running and i thought you were the most beautiful person i have ever seen. I knew from that day that i had to make you mine. I just never had the courage to talk to you, i wanted to impress you. You know how i told you that i was hated as a child, by everyone. I would not be able to recover from you rejecting me. So i thought i would admire you from afar.” 

“Ivar that is no excuse for stalking me. My privacy feels invaded, i don’t know what you saw and what you haven’t. What do you know about me?”

“Well, almost everything.” 

Y/n nodded as the tears ran down her cheeks. Ivar looked down knowing that she was going to leave. 

“I know that i messed my chances with you completely up. I just want you i had no intntion of hurting you in any way. I wanted to protect you from anything that could hurt you. I wanted to be your guard dog, from your parents, from your personal battles. I have never met a person more perfect than you. Becasue i know you are going to leave, i just need you to know that i love you.” 

There were tears now streaming down his cheeks, he was losing the girl who made his life brighter, the most precious creature to him. 

“Ivar you made me feel valid for my feelings, and now i am questioning if that is genuine.”  “My feelings for you have always been genuine, everything i have said to you has been genuine-”

“How you weren’t showing me your office because it was dirty? what else do i need to know?” 

“Thats the only secret i have, i promise.” 

“its getting late i should probably go home.” Y/n said while staring to walk towards Ivar’s room. 

“Y/n please no, please don’t leave i cant lose you.” Ivar begged, he grabbed her hand and held it close to his heart. 

“Little dove, its storming really bad, please stay the night.” 

“fine. But do not touch me in bed.” Y/n crawled into bed and turned her back towards Ivar’s side of the bed. They laid there in complete silence, y/n facing the wall and Ivar looking at her. Neither of them could sleep. Not after the conversation that they just had. Ivar broke the silence by asking.

“Little dove? i have a question.” 

“what is it Ivar?” her voice was still innocent and sweet but she did sound like she was crying. 

“I have a family party this weekend, in Denmark. If you will come with me and just pretend that you like me, you can leave and press charges against me. I won't fight you on it.” 

“Okay, and for the record i don’t have to pretend that i have feelings for you. I am falling in love with you. That is what is making this so much harder for me.” 

To be continued.......

Taglist: @youbloodymadgenius​ @lostgirl14480​

[inspriredlyuninspired]

The Stalker

Part 4 

Modern!Ivar, Curvy!Reader 

Summary: Y/n inquires about Ivar’s job, he tries to keep it quiet, but she wants to know why his office always locked. 

Third Person POV

“What?” 

“what do you do for work?” y/n asked. She innocently looked up at Ivar. He felt as though her crystal blue eyes were looking right through him. He knew this question would come up, he had not talked about his job, and it was obvious that he was well off. 

“i took over my family bussiness, after my parents left this earth, my brothers were all either married, with kids or already in successful their professions. I was the only one left. they thought becasue i was single and did not have anything else going on in my life, that i would sell my entire life to the bussiness.” it wasn’t completely a lie. He was the only one left to be able to take over, the only lie was that it wasn’t as much work as he was making it out to be. 

“what is the business?” Y/n asked, he could not get over how sweet and innocent she sounded. 

“just a shipping company, deals with exports from Denmark into the US, that is how i ended up here.” he kissed the top of her head to reassure her. He wasn’t lying to her. 

“Then why did you not want me in your office?” ‘Shit’ he thought. How was he going to lie that away.

“It was just really dirty, I don’t know if you noticed but I like things to be neat and organized, and I didn’t want you seeing it like that. I’ll show you when it’s all clean. Nothing too exciting.” Y/n nodded, seeming to buy it. He didn’t know how much longer he could keep her out of there.

“But i hvae a question for you” Ivar said, changing the subject. He knew it was still early but he felt they had built up enough trust to be able to ask her to be his, as well as asking her to move in. All of his hard work came down to this moment. She could officially be his girl, not just in his head but in real life. 

“whats up sugar plaum” he couldn’t get over her bubbly personality, his heart melted. 

“will you be mine?” Y/n gasped, Ivar’s heart dropped to his stomach, ‘no no no this is not how i thought it would go’ he thought. 

“of course i will!!!” Y/n said with the worlds biggest smile on her face. she turned to face him and just wrap her arms around his neck. She squeezed him so tight in the hug that he fell backwards, her falling onto him. 

The sound of their giggles could probably be heard for miles, their happiness radiated. Ivar sat back up, y/n sitting on his lap, her smile brighter than the sun. He gently had one hand resting on her hip, while the other glided gently across her cheek, he slowly brought her in close to him and pressed his lips to her. 

Her hands were positioned on his arms, holding onto him. The kiss was deep and passionate, he was addicted to her.

He pulled away, his lips still hovering over hers. he gently whispered 

“i will never get tired of that” 

*On the walk back*

Y/n held tightly onto his arm, Ivar was over the moon. His y/n. His thoughts were running wild at the thought of being able to show her off, as his. 

“i did have a follow up question to the one i asked you earlier” Ivar said, his tone was firm, almost cold. He knew this was gonna be harder than the last question, but this was a matter that he was strict about. She had to move in with him. Not only to protect her, but to make sure no one questions who she belongs to.

Ivar was possessive. No one was allowed to even look at his girl, and he was not going to risk letting that happen. 

“will you move in with me?” 

“Ivar i couldnt burdern you-” The begining of that statement just made him angry. She was never a burden, and he wanted to destory anyone who made her feel as if she was.

“You are not, i would feel more comfortable if you were with me, knowing your home situation. I want you to, please. Let’s start a new chapter, lets do it together.” y/n let out a deep breath, she could hear how firm he was being, he wasn’t givng her an option, he was telling her. 

“Okay, I’ll move in with you.” He was over the moon when she said yes. He picked her up and spun her around, her giggles were fuel to him, he brought her down and pressed little kisses all over her face.

“Let’s get back we’ll go pack your things, I’ll race you there” and Ivar took off running.

*Later that night*

Luckily y/n’s parents weren’t home when they went to pack up her things, all she did was leave a note on the counter for them, this was a hard night for y/n. But Ivar comforted her and told her how proud he was that she was doing this, and that they would never hurt her again.

Ivar helped her unpack and get situated in now what is their home.

“Okay baby go take a shower or a bath, and I’m going to go make us some dinner. Then we will watch a movie and cuddle, does that sound okay?” Ivar asked, while wrapping his strong arms around her waist.

“That sounds perfect” Ivar pressed a sweet kiss to her lips and ventured towards the kitchen. Y/n got into the shower and changed into a pair of shorts and tank top. As she was making her way to the kitchen she couldn’t help but wonder about his office again.

She tried to fight the urge to try the handle again, but she couldn’t help it.

Ivar was too wrapped up in cooking that he wasn’t watching the security footage, thinking that now he explained his job she wouldn’t wonder anymore, but he was wrong.

Y/n put her hand gently on the handle expecting it to jusy be locked again, but this was different.

The door was unlocked......

(A/n: Sorry this is kinda a filler chapter I just wanted to set the scene for the next! Much love 💕- A)

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The Stalker

Part 3

Modern!Ivar x Curvy!Reader. Able-bodied!Ivar, Dark!Ivar.

Warnings: none!

Summary: Y/n becomes suspicious of Ivar’s profession, and Ivar is aware she is onto him. But not for stalking..

Word count: 1,307

(A/N: the reaction to this fic has been so overwhelming! Thank you so much for reading this little thing I thought up in my head. Thank you so much 💞)

Third person POV

Y/n woke up in the morning to an empty bed, and the smell of pancakes and bacon around the house.

She threw her legs over the edge of the bed standing up going to the bathroom. She fixed her hair, splashed some water on her face to see if she would wake up from this dream. She still couldn’t believe everything that has happened in the past 24 hours.

Y/n walked quietly downstairs, and peaked her head into the kitchen, seeing Ivar shirtless, revealing tattoos all across his back and just a pair of grey sweats grazing over his hips. It was definitely a pleasant sight to see in the morning.

“Good morning, Ivar” y/n’s small and sweet voice startled Ivar but as he turned around and saw his beautiful girl, still a little bit of bed head, and his shirt hanging off of her, he couldn’t help but smile.

“Good morning little dove, sit down I have breakfast ready for you.” He was quickly gathering plates, making sure the pancake, bacon and berries looked perfect. He brought the plates to the table and ran back to grab two cups of coffee.

Ivar knew exactly how she likes her coffee, hazelnut creamer, and Splenda. He had been there when she ordered her coffee at the little coffee shop in town before she went to work.

“Here baby, I hope this is okay I don’t know how you normally drink it.” He lies through his teeth, of course he did. He kissed the top of her head as she took a sip.

“Mm it’s perfect! How did you guess that!” Y/n was shocked, it was the exact coffee she drank.

“Just a lucky guess, sweet coffee for a sweet girl” Ivar laughed. Y/n’s cheeks turned rosy upon hearing it.

“So I was thinking today we could go on a walk through the woods, there’s a cute little waterfall not too far from here.”

“I only have the clothes I wore yesterday, maybe I should run home first-“

“I have clothes for you.” ‘Shit’, y/n’s had a really confused look on her face.

“My sister has left clothes here for when she stays, they’re in the guest room.” Ivar’s heart was beating so fast, he lied straight to her face. His sister hasn’t visited in years, she was busy living her life.

“Oh I remember you mentioning her last night”

Ivar tried to hide the deep breath he released when y/n bought the story.

“Why didn’t you give me some of her clothes last night?” Y/n asked with a little smirk on her face.

“Well I wanted to see you in my clothes instead, and I definitely made the right decision.” ‘Good Ivar, save it by being smooth’ he thought. Y/n just giggled and they continued to eat and talk, continuing to learn more about each other.

After breakfast Ivar sent y/n to get changed, he directed her to the guest room and leaving her to change. He did have security cameras all over the house, but let her have her privacy. He did the dishes in this time.

Y/n looked through the drawers pulling out simple black leggings, but all she could find were tight shirts and crop tops that she would never be able to fit her large bust in. She decided to steal another one of Ivars tops instead.

She walked out of the guest room and headed towards Ivars room. She looked at the room at the end of the hall that she was still suspicious of. ‘Why did he rush me out of his office so fast? Does he work for the Mafia? The CIA? The Danish Government? Oh no is he a spy?’ She thought. She wanted to know what he did for a living, he hadn’t yet talked about his job, and obviously paid well because of the house he lives in.

She could hear Ivar singing to himself in the kitchen, so she walked toward the door and lightly jiggled the handle. ‘Why is it locked?’ She thought, she looked around to find a key but she couldn’t find one. Once she gave up, she walked into Ivar’s room, and into the closet for a shirt.

She thought she was slick, but Ivar was watching her. He had access to the security camera through his phone. He saw her walk back into the hallway and towards the kitchen. He put his phone away and walked over towards her as she entered the room.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and took a look at her outfit.

“Why aren’t you wearing the shirts in there? Not that I am complaining, you look gorgeous in my clothes”

“Um they just didn’t fit right.” Y/n said while looking at the ground. Ivar placed a finger under her chin to make her look him in the eyes.

“You look better in my clothes anyways, you’re always beautiful” he pressed a kiss to her forehead and then slowly started to lean in to kiss her lips, which she didn’t pull away.

She stood on her tip toes to be able to reach him better, her hands on his arms and his still situated around her waist. This just felt perfect.

“Let me change and then we can go okay?”

Y/n nodded and sat at the table as he went to change. She pulled out her phone and saw various calls and texts from her parents, automatically dampening her mood, reading through them she wanted to cry.

When Ivar walked back into the room he saw almost tears in her eyes as she was scrolling through her phone.

“Whats wrong what happened?” He was so worried, he didn’t know what it could have been.

“Oh no it’s nothing don’t worry.” She tried to cover it up, but he could see it in her eyes, his little dove was hurting.

“Please let me see.” She handed her phone over to him and he became enraged by the text messages that he saw.

“Do not worry about this, we’re going to have a great day, don’t let them get to you little dove.” Y/n sniffles and nodded. He held out his hand for her, she took it and intertwined their fingers.

Their hands intertwined, Ivar’s beloved camera around his neck made for the perfect walk through the woods. It so peaceful, Ivar cracked jokes the whole way to brighten y/n’s mood and boy did it work. Once at the waterfall, Ivar looked over and saw y/n’s eyes light up and her mouth hang open as she looked in awe.

This was the perfect picture, he quickly snapped the shot of her, she didn’t even mind. She had never seen anything so beautiful.

He took her right up to the ledge of the water, she knelt down feeling the cool water against her fingertips, another beautiful picture he took.

“Stand up and look off into the distance again” Ivar said, y/n giggled but obeyed. She heard the sound of snapshots. Ivar showed her the pictures and she loved all of them, for once in her life.

“This is the first time in my life I have liked a picture of me.”

“I am honored that i could make you love pictures of yourself. Come here there’s a tree we can sit under.” He grabbed her hand once more and took her to his most special place in the world, this is where he would come to write his love letters, where he would write poems to her about proposing to her In that exact spot.

He sat down leaning against the tree, her situated between his legs with her back on his chest. They just admired each other’s company and the beautiful sight.

“Ivar?”

“Yes little dove?”

“ What do you do for work?”

To be continued....

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Hi my loves!!

I am so sorry about the delay in updates for my series The Stalker.

I have been working like crazy since I’m finally allowed back to work!

Update is coming on Tuesday! ❤️❤️

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So corona virus decided to stop by my state and also decided that my college (Scad) should close for a quarter and make everything online so I have no excuse to use if I feel lazy not to write.

Thanks corona ( not really)