#alex høgh andersen fan fiction

[bonelesswords]

Okay hold up i'm thinking of quarantine with alex... and being with him in bed all day... and cuddling all morning... and drinking tea in bed and taking baths with him and dancing around thr kitchen while cooking together... hold up i'm thinking

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Thanks for tagging me babe! I’d love to see some dub-con/stalker Ivar with “Do you feel me here? Deep in your belly?” Go wild with it! 🤪

Giving me permission to “go wild” can be dangerous. 😈

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ijustwant2write Vikings Masterlist:

Cast Imagines:

I Ship It-Alex Hogh Andersen x Reader

Sickly Love-Alex Hogh Andersen x Reader

Drama On Set-Marco Ilso x Reader

Rumours-Alexander Ludwig

Ivar Ragnarsson:

It Wasn’t You / Part 2

A Short Temper

Too Close

Lost In Love

A Typical Love Story

Obsessed

The Benefits of Friendship

A Modern Day Family-Bjorn Ironside x Reader x Ivar Ragnarsson

A Perfect Match

All Because of a Tantrum (Sigurd x Reader x Ivar)

Hvitserk Ragnarsson:

You Must Decide-Ubbe Ragnarsson x Hvitserk Ragnarsson x Sigurd Ragnarsson x Reader

Just Confess

I Don’t Need Your Help / Part 2

I Am One Of You / Part 2 / Part 3

An Unforeseen Future / Part 2 / Part 3

Certain Affairs

Rest Beside Me

Ubbe Ragnarsson:

Gentle Viking

You Must Decide-Ubbe Ragnarsson x Hvitserk Ragnarsson x Sigurd Ragnarsson x Reader

You’re Both Mine-Bjorn Ironside x Reader x Ubbe Ragnarsson

A Real Farmer

You Look At Me Differently Series:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Sigurd Ragnarsson:

You Must Decide-Ubbe Ragnarsson x Hvitserk Ragnarsson x Sigurd Ragnarsson x Reader

All Because of a Tantrum (Sigurd x Reader x Ivar)

Bjorn Ironside:

Useless Excuses

You’re Both Mine-Bjorn Ironside x Reader x Ubbe Ragnarsson

Trapped-Bjorn Ironside x Reader x Halfdan The Black

A Modern Day Family-Bjorn Ironside x Reader x Ivar Ragnarsson

A Missing Piece

Ragnar Lothbrok:

Friends Till The End

The Funny Foreigners

A Strange Bond

Halfdan The Black:

Trapped-Bjorn Ironside x Reader x Halfdan The Black

Vague Memories

Just Be Gentle

Dark Things

I Am Not Small

I’ll Be There To Save You

The Quiet One Series:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Harald Finehair:

The Carpenter

Margrethe:

Sticking Together

[shannygoatgruff]

Feeling like some beautiful black & whites of Alex today...

You’re welcome!

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I AM OFFERING FIVE DOLLAR STORIES FOR THIS TIME OF QUARANTINE.

Literally any genre, any character any length. I don’t CARE.

Message me for my PayPal or use my Ko-Fi if you want a story for THREE dollars. I can and WILL write smut. I know we all need stuff to hold us over.

THIS INCLUDES CELEBRITIES. I am waiving that rule because it’s gonna be for ONE PERSON, so.

We’re in this together, y’all.

[sparklemichele]

what about where ivar is curious about the reader's natural curly hair due to never seen black hair before or an Alex imagine where they mixed race child and the reader teaches Alex how to do their daughter's hair?

How cute! I love it. @laketaj24 and a few of my other sister’s have tackled in their stories Ivar being curious with African hair. If I write it he might end up dead….but we will see I might tackle it someday. Until then here is:

Baby Girl’s Hair

“What?” Alex was truly confused at what you just asked him to do.

“I asked you to do Alexandria’s hair.” You continued to fluff out your day-old twist out. It was starting to get the volume you liked.

“But..but you always do her hair.” Alex pulled his hair into his man bun.

“Yes, and today you will do it. I have been doing her hair for three years now. With the new baby coming that is something you will have to help me with.” Alex truly looked perplex, and you fought back laughter. He pulled on his t-shirt just as his little girl entered the bathroom with a bouncy, bushel of hair on top of her head. You literally heard Alex sigh with slight defeat before he even started the task. You got up from the stool you had in front of the bathroom vanity and told Alexandria to hop on. Alex lifted his daughter and loosen the two braids.

“Do I need to wash it?”He asked loosening her other braid.

“Do you wash your hair?”

“Smarte røv!” Smartass!

You laughed as you told Alexandria to sit on her knees on the stool. You retrieved a washcloth for her to cover her face.

“Baby, you know the drill, cover your eyes so we can wash your hair.” Alexandria did as her mommy told her.

“Alex, use this conditioner I made. Just make sure the water is not too hot and wash this in her hair. Make sure you scrub her scalp with your fingernails, but not too hard.” You instructed your husband.

He lifted the conditioner bottle and sniff. “Is this what makes your hair smell so good?”

“Yes, Alex among other things. Are you going to be alright while I make breakfast?”

Alex smiled his handsome smile at you.

“I think we will be ok.” You gave them both a kiss and headed into the kitchen.

“Oh! and use the Denman brush and large tooth comb on her head when you braid it. It’s right there on the counter.” You called back.

“Woah! Wait…you said nothing about braiding.” A frighten look displayed on his face as he peaked his head out the bathroom.

“I will show you how.”You assured him.

“Far det gør ondt.” Alexandria wined. Daddy it hurts.

“I’m sorry baby girl.”Alex continued to put the spray conditioner his baby girl’s hair and comb it out as best he could without hurting her.

“Mommy! Can you do my hair?!” Alexandria called to the kitchen for you.

“Be a little more patient with daddy. He’s got to learn baby girl.” You heard her pout all the way in the kitchen. She was her father’s daughter.

“I’m done! Ready to braid now.” You found Alex on the couch with Alexandria sitting between his knees.

“Okay here we go…”

Alex was a quick study as you showed how to plait one side of his daughter’s hair. You smiled proud ashe plaited her other side with little to no problems.

“See baby you are a natural.” You kissed his forehead. Alex face was beaming with pride. “Maybe I will have you do her hair more every morning.” You teased.

“I can do it.” Alex said with confidence squaring his shoulders back.

“I know you can love.You can do anything you put your mind too.”

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Laying in bed, it has just started to rain, and as I listen to it hit the windows of the hotel....he he he 😈 We'll just say there might be some ideas springing up here

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Feel free to tag me in your fan fiction about Ivar/Alex. And tnx to those who  tagged me these days  :))   I love it!

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Could you please write something with the Drabble number 6 and Alex HA?? Thank you in advance:)

You had stayed up most of the night, trying to close Instagram but still opening five minutes later. At that time you had begun to hate the fact that you and Alex have the same circle of friends and that everyone is posting photos and videos of him in a club, while you had stayed at home after the fight you two had. You were angry at the idea that while you were under five blankets, watching a romantic drama and feeling sad, he was partying.

You stayed awake until you were so sleepy to sleep the second in which you close your eyes, otherwise you would have been thinking all night. Maybe you had already done it.

At four o'clock you fell asleep but a short time later, the annoying ringing sound woke you up. With your eyes barely open and your hands shaking, you grabbed the cell phone to see the time. Six o'clock in the morning. Who in his right mind was awake at six in the morning on a Sunday?

You get up from your bed, putting on a sweater over the thin white tank top you wear to sleep and, stepping on the cold floor of the room, you approached the phone that communicates with whoever is downstairs waiting.

"Hello?" Your voice comes out hoarse when you speak, but more hoarse is the sound you hear in response, a barely understandable murmur.

"It's me." says the person through the old phone. You automatically knew who it was. Alex.

"What are you doing here, Alex? It’s super early." You say but you know that for him, actually, it's super late. "You're drunk? Damn, obviously. You should go home."

"I can't," he confesses "it seems that the only way I know when I'm drunk is your home.

"God, you're fucking cheesy when you're drunk. Go on, come in, I won't leave you drunk on the street."

You press the button that opens the door below and you hear the door open and close on the phone.

The idea of Alex coming back after that fight made you extremely nervous, and when you grab the cell phone to distract you, you see Alex's sixteen missed calls and about five of his friend. A few messages from him.

“I write to you because Alex has escaped from me, drunk as fuck, I can't find him. I'm almost sure he went to your house. If so, please let me know”

It took you a couple of seconds to confirm to Alex's friend that he had arrived at your house.

You listen as someone pulls the handle again and again, realizing that Alex has no idea what a lock is when he is drunk. You open the door to see him, with a tired face and unable to maintain the balance of his own weight and, suddenly, he falls into your arms.

"What are you doing here?"

"I miss you." He says burying his face in the hollow of your neck and your shoulder. He smells like vodka and cigarettes.

"God, Alex, I've slept two hours."

"Well, I haven't slept any and I've got drunk to forget about you and it almost worked. Do you have vodka around here?"

"It's six o’clock in the morning, you're not having vodka. Besides, the best thing you can do to forget about me is go home."

He complains, but he crawls to the living room sofa, looking at you as if he were angry but he isn't, he's sad.

"Can we talk?"

"We can't talk like that Alex, you're drunk, you should go home."

"No I can not. I need a place to stay."

"Now you are taking advantage of things" you scold him, trying to sound tough, but he looks like he is a puppy forgotten in the rain.

"No, I'm not" he replies, dragging his words.

"Yes, and I'm still angry."

"I am not anymore." With the little strength he has, stands up and approaches you, staggering a little, he surrounds you with his arms and with his eyes closed he mutters: "Why can't we just forget everything and go to sleep?"

You stare him for a second, you weren't going to say no, not with him like that. You sigh, knowing that the decision you just made is not the most intelligent, but there was no other.

"I know everything is so easy with you, but no with me. You can stay, but when you wake up we're going to talk about all the things you said."

You try to maintain your composure when he nods repeatedly, but you fail when he calls you after a long silence.

"Baby?" He calls you in a soft tone of voice. Why he has to be like that?

"Yes?"

"Can I sleep with you?"

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Master Lists

Alex Høgh Andersen

00:00:13

Status: One-Shot (Complete)

Genre: Social Responsibility

Pairing: Alex Høgh Andersen/OC

Warning: Language, racial slur, prejudice, mention of the YouTube video

Rating: MA+18

Summary: The backlash of the YouTube video where he uses poor judgment and uses a word that he should NEVER use.  

How Do You Like Your Alex?

Series of photo collages dedicated to some of my favorite bloggers featuring our boy in styles they love him best! Trust me, there’s a little Alex out there for everyone one!

Ivar  Ragnarsson 

Big Scary Love - A One-Shot

For @a-mess-of-fandoms​ Kayla’s 1K Writing Challenge. Congrats on your success!

Status: One-Shot (Complete)

Genre: Romance

Characters: Ivar || Ubbe

Warning: None

Rating: PG

Summary: A little brother seeks approval as he’s about to make the biggest decision of his life.

Grown & SeXY

For @youbloodymadgenius​ for your 400 Followers Writing Challenge. Congrats on your success!

Status: Full Story (In Progress)

Genre:  Urban Romance/ Comedy

Pairing:  Modern Ivar x OC

Warning: Language/Sexual content

Rating: MA+18

Summary: A relationship between Generations X & Y will help this XX & XY learn a lot about themselves, each other, and love. Cougar/cub relationships aren’t always just about midlife a crisis and arm candy.

Only Fan(s)

Status: Full Story (In Progress)

Genre: Thriller

Pairing: Modern Ivar/OC

Warning: Language, sex, stalking, obsession, kidnapping, sexual assault

Rating: MA+18

Summary: Sometimes OnlyFans subscribers want a little more than internet pictures. Sometimes they want to be your Only Fan...

Talk to Me

@waiting4inspiration​ Stay Safe, Stay Home Writing Challenge: Prompt #16 – Call me if you need anything

Status: Full Story (In Progress)

Genre:  Romance

Pairing:  Modern Ivar x OC

Warning: Language/mild angst

Rating: MA

Summary: Can an online relationship work in the real world?  Ivar and Cash are about to find out.

The World Over  (GOT Cross Over)

Status: Full Story (In Progress)

Genre:  Epic - Vikings/GOT Crossover

Ivar x Daenerys Targaryen (other GOT & Vikings Characters)

Rating: MA – violence, language, strong sexual content

Summary: Ivar the Boneless and Daenerys Targaryen find themselves unlikely allies. But each has something that the other needs to get them what they want. He has the tactical skill to take her all the way to Kings Landing. She has the dragon army that will give him all of England, possibly Norway. Will they be each other’s savior or demise?

This story is not updated often. It’s got a lot of working parts, and I work on it periodically. I’m still writing it, it is not abandoned!

Hvitserk  Ragnarsson 

My Brother’s Keeper

Status: Full Story (Complete)

Genre: Psychological Thriller

Modern Hvitserk X Modern Ivar

Rating: MA+18

Dead Duck Do Not Eat

Warning:  Dark story told from an emotionally distributed person’s POV with graphic and sadistic material including rape, terror, torture, kidnapping, drug use, slash, implied incest, necrophilia, and insecurity. Heavy trigger warnings.  

Summary: Mama always said to be their brothers’ keeper. Now there is absolutely nothing these two won’t do for each other.  Boys will be boys...

Lagethera 

Engendered 

Status : One-Shot (Complete)

Genre: Pain and grief

Rating: M+18

Lagertha’s grief causes her to do make a decision that may change things forever.

Athelstan

Athelstan's Journal - Web series 

* I DO NOT OWN THIS WEB SERIES*

A fantastic Vikings mini-web series I found on YouTube that recaps the original story told from Athlestan’s POV.

[sparklemichele]

may i make a request for Alex Hogh because I love your writing? A little RP at a hotel bar, he and his gf spice things up assuming new identities for the evening, chatting it up as these "strangers" before retiring to a room he has booked at the hotel, their only rules is no breaking character and no real names until the next day when they're back home thanks in advance

Here ya go. Hope you enjoy! XXOO

Strangers

You rolled your eyes as the third guy left your side unsuccessfully trying to pick you up. Can’t a woman drink alone without someone thinking they were doing you a favor by hitting on you. You gulped your third dirty martini and asked the bartender for another.

“You drinking alone or waiting for someone?” The bartender asked.

“Drinking alone.” You told him as you bit into a green olive.

“You are dressed up mighty beautiful to be drinking alone.”

You gave the bartender a strain smile. “Thank you. I was at a gala on the fourth floor and I was bored so I left and my dry ass date.”

You got a chuckle out the bartender.

“Yes, I have worked the gala’s here before and they are boring at times. Since you left your date will you be able to get home safely?”

You genuinely smiled at him. He was honestly concerned. You lifted your phone.

“Got my trusted Uber app.”

“Good.” He told you before serving another customer.

“Excuse me.” You heard a thick accent. Fuck! You did little to hide your annoyance as you turned to the voice. Well, fuck me! You thought as you eyed the handsome gentleman in front of you. He was the best-looking man you saw all night. He must have come from the gala as well as he had on a tux, his shoulder length hair accented his beautiful face. He was spectacular to look at.

“Can I help you?” You swallowed hard as he sat in the empty seat next to you.

“I could not help but notice you as soon as I walked in here. I see you have turned away a few admirers. Are you waiting for someone?”

You were hypnotized byhis accent.

“No, I’m alone.”

“Why?” He asked bluntly as he signaled for the bartender. You explained to him about the gala.

“Rum and coke please,”he told the bartender. “I bet your date is highly disappointed.”

You shrugged your shoulders. “Well he should not have been an asshole.”

“I’m Rick.” Rick extended his hand to you. You firmly shook it.

“I’m Amina.”

“That is beautiful. What does it mean?”

“It means “trustworthy”in Swahili.” You bit into another olive, licking your lips as your eyes fell on his lips. Noticing you gazing at his lips, Rick smiled.

“Well you have not sent me away yet. Do you mind telling me about yourself?”

“Don’t be so sure of yourself.” You giggled before taking a sip of your drink. You were starting to feel the effects of the drinks. You and Rick sat at the bar and talked for at least an hour getting to know one another. You both were so engross with one another you failed to realize that the bar was closing.

“Last call folks.” The bartender alerted you both.

“I hope you don’t mind me being forward, but I really would love to continue our conversation. Would you be insulted if I invited you to my room?”

“I don’t mind.”

“Let me pay for your tab.” Rick pulled out his wallet.

“Oh no, you don’t have to do that.”

Rick slowly looked you up and down. “I insist.”  

“Okay.” You both got up after he paid, and you followed him to his hotel room. You were a nervous wreck because you knew damn well you would be fucking this man tonight. There was no way he was getting away from you. You entered his suite and found yourself eyeing the king size bed. The things you could do to him in that bed.

“Do you want to continue our conversation or let the inevitable happen? Cause I would really like to rip that dress off you right now.”

“You smiled seductively at Rick as you unzipped the side of your dress and stepped out totally naked.

“Damn! You are remarkable.” Rick whispered as he quickly removed his tux. You sighed with pure pleasure as you gazed at his muscular, lean body. Rick lips found yours and he slowly took his tongue and licked and slowly took in the taste of you.

“Mmmm. You taste like vodka.” He licked your bottom lip before nipping at it. Rick grabbed your as and pulled your body closer to him. You felt his hard on slapping against your thighs. Your pussy clenched in anticipation and you felt moisture start to tickle down your thighs. Rick got on his knees, spread your legs and licked the juices that were on the inside of your thighs. He was teasing you with kisses and your legs start to quiver.

“Rick, stop fucking around.” You growled. Rick chuckled against your inner thigh, lifted up, picked you up and threw you on the king size bed. Rick fucked you in in every position possible and you were nearly a sobbing mess when he finally was done. He pulled you close and you snuggled in his arms before falling asleep.

The next morning you quickly and quietly got dress as Rick slept. You ordered Uber and headed home. As you rest your head in the back of the car you could not help but smile at the night you just had. Rick was amazing, and you hope he took it upon himself to call you, as you left your number on the nightstand. Upon entering your home, you took a shower and dressed in your favorite lounge clothes. You were starving so you made a quick breakfast and ate on the couch as you watched an episode you had DVR. You were zoned out as you watched your show, you did not hear the front door open and close.

“Hey beautiful.” You looked up to find your boyfriend walking up to you. He flopped on the couch and grabbed a piece of bacon off your plate.

“Where were you all night?” You asked slapping his hand away from your plate as he tried to get another piece of bacon.

“I told you about the gala.”

“It went on all night?”

He smiled a big smile as he looked at you causing heat to rise to your face as you thought of last night.

“Yep, all night. So,Amina……I like that name. I also liked the things Amina did in bed. You should bring her out more often.”

“Well you have been holding back on me Alex. You should bring Rick out more often. His tongue and stoke game was strong. Some of those positions will leave me sore for days.”

“My tongue and fucking is always strong. I just wanted to show you a little extra as Rick. I think we should role play more often. I had fun.” Alex leaned over and nibbled your ear.

“I did too. Want to meet up at our fave restaurant later this week?” You asked lightly kissing his luscious lips. Alex put your plate down on the coffee table.

“It’s a date but first let me show you just how good Alex is.”

You chuckled as Alex blew raspberries in your neck before taking off your shirt. 

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Kærestefolk - Pt. 3

Genre: Fan Fiction Pairing: Alex Høgh Andersen/OFC Warnings: N/A Rating: PG Length: Drabble Disclaimer: a strict work of fiction, I own nothing except the original characters and the plot line. In no way am I affiliated to any of it.  

A/N: Here is the final part. 

Read  Part I &  Part II

It was lonely at the bar, by himself, he could sit with the group but Alex was better off on his own nursing his beer. The crowd of familiar faces were gathered around a couple of pushed together tables, eating and drinking to the joyous news. His eyes roamed the faces of his friends and co-workers, gaze landing on her. The smile on her face was the kind that could stop his heart and make everything melt away, except this time it wasn't for him.

Her husband held her hand, keeping her as close as possible and she didn't look to be too bothered, as she usually was. Leaning into him; Alex would catch her whispering in the other man's ear. He watched as a smile broke out onto the husband's face, leaning in to give her a kiss. Across the room, his eyes met Alex's stare, giving the younger man a friendly nod. Alex jutted his chin outward, in a short nod, laughing inside at the irony.

If he only knew the reason for Alex's distance this evening.

Alex watched her leave her husband's side, bee lining it for the bar – for him. A breath caught in Alex's chest, as she approached. Her dress was perfectly cut, fitting as if it had been made just for her. Her stained lips were a lighter shade of red than she usually wore, and her eyes were like Alex had never saw them before. If this were any other night, this is the bit where he'd make an excuse to go home and have her follow.

"Come here often?" She asked carefully sliding onto a stool beside Alex. Her hand resting on his shoulder, Alex quickly shrugged it off.

"Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world ." Alex tipped his beer bottle in her direction.

Catching the bar tender's attention, she asked for a fizzy water, no ice and preferably warm. A far cry from her usual gin and tonic. Alex wrinkled his nose, afraid of what would happen if he opened his mouth to speak. He wanted to yell and scream at her, at his stupidity, in frustration but this was neither the time nor the place.

"Not feeling in the party mood?" She asked sipping on the warm carbonated drink that the bar tender had been kind enough to get her.

"Not in the mood for a lot." Alex answered dully. "What about you? Did you not want to stay over there and have your moment in the sun?"

"Please," She rolled her eyes and smiled, "I can only take so much attention. You know that."

Alex chewed his bottom lip, pushing his hair out of his eyes. The attention she was used to was certainly of a different variety.

She stole a glance over her shoulder at their group, the people around the table were laughing and chatting, not seeming to notice or care about the absence of the two at the bar. She sat next to Alex, watching him finish his beer and order another with the flip of a hand.

He was mad and rightfully so. Although he had no true right to be upset with her.

"So?"

"Hmm." Alex grunted.

"I...I...was..." She groaned in frustration, not that it went heard over the noise of the pub. Trying to find something to say, to somehow ease this tension, she took the coward's way and turned to her drink.

The noisy pub drowned out the internal screaming that as ragging inside of Alex. How dare she sit here, trying to make nice, when moments ago she had ripped his heart out. His head was down, hair hanging in his face, secretly wishing she would walk away.

They sat like that for a few more minutes, before Alex heard his name. Jerking his head up, he looked around to find Marco strolling toward them. Waving to the large group at the table, Marco smiled and continued over to the bar and his friend.

"Are you too good to sit with the others?" He joked, pushing in between the two stools.

"Needed a bit of a breather," She replied, leaning over to kiss Marco's cheek. "And he is just being sulky."

"The hell, man? What's up your ass?" Marco nudged his friend in the side, ignoring Alex's glare while asking for a drink. "And what's with this?" He gestured to the glass in her hand, green straws meant no alcohol. She never had a green straw. "What happened to the usual gin and tonic?" Marco teased.

"You missed it," Alex sneered, his eyes burning a hole into her.

"Missed what?"

"The big announcement, they're expecting a baby." He forced a smile, doing some of the best acting he'd ever managed, saying it while not screaming in frustration.

"Wow! Oh fuck! Congratulations, this is big!" Marco happily shouted, embracing her in a tight hug. "Huh, whew, wow."

"Thank you," She smiled shyly. The dark look that Marco shot Alex hadn't gone unnoticed. Alex's brief shake of his head told her what she needed to know.

Of course Alex had told Marco about them. Alex was a vault with secrets, but boys would talk. She shouldn't have expected anything else.

"That's..." Marco smiled widely. "I'm happy, you're happy right? It's good?"

"Yes," She nodded eagerly. "It's good! We're very happy, so excited."

Not wanting to be subjected to this, again, Alex stood up draining his beer. Pulling his cigarettes from his jacket pocket, he nodded to Marco and turned toward the exit. He couldn't stand around and listen to her prattle on about happiness, when a few short months ago she was crying another tale. The evening air was damp and chilly, but Alex didn't seem to notice wrapped in his jacket using the corner of the building to shelter him from the elements.

He barely lit his smoke, when the sound of heels clacked against the sidewalk, heading straight for him. He didn't have to lift his eyes to know she would be standing there, toe tapping, arms crossed, and a stern look on her delicate features.

Alex counted to 10, his brow creasing, finally he looked up. His intent had been to scold her for coming out here with no jacket, knowing that she had only wore a light cardigan this evening. Silly woman. His intent was squashed because she stood before him wearing Marco's favourite black jacket.

"Nice night," She moved to stand closer to him on the corner.

"Should you be out here? Isn't smoke like Satan to a baby or some shit?" His words were cold. His eyes narrowed and a scowl on his face.

"I'll be fine," She assured him, fidgeting with her hands, a sign she was nervous. "Alex, can we talk?"

"Say what you want," Alex took a drag from his cigarette, the smoke burning his lungs.

"Not here, maybe somewhere private and quiet?" Her eyes were pleading with him.

If he allowed her to take him somewhere else, then Alex would only end up full of regret. Shaking his head, Alex took another drag, resting the cigarette between his index and middle finger. "What difference does it make? Hmm? Say it, come on."

"Don't be a prick," She spat. "What is your problem? I want to talk to you, Alex. To explain this and..."

"Babies don't fix broken marriages," Alex lowered his voice, interrupting her. "Especially if it comes out with my nose and your chin."

"Don't do this," She warned, "Alex, please. It's his, you know that and you knew that this was a possibility, he's my husband. We've talked about this, you knew how I felt about wanting kids."

The two times that it had came up, Alex had been adamant that he was far too young to even consider children. The chances of her actually having kids with her husband had been laughable, until now.

"The last time I saw you, all you wanted was to be rid of him. What changed?"

She had laid in his bed and told him, point blank, she wanted a divorce. She was going to divorce her husband and then she was free to do whatever she wanted. They had laid awake talking, Alex coaxing her not to rush into any decisions, about her choice. Alex had held her while she'd cried, sobbing into his arms over all of this. He had woke early the next morning, making her breakfast and once again telling her to think about this.

If he'd known it meant losing her; Alex would have allowed her to sign the divorce papers then and there, as they ate on the small balcony of his apartment. When she'd walked in this evening, happily making the announcement, Alex had felt as if someone had punched him in the gut.

"We did a lot of talking, he even agreed to counseling, imagine that." She muttered. "Things are good, we're good, and this...it's what I want."

"So, you just happened to forget when we were talking last week?" His voice cracked, but be damned if he would cry. Not here.

Pushing her hair behind her ear, she sighed, her eyes avoiding his. "This isn't something that you tell your lover, over the phone."

"Okay, well, I wish you the best." Alex shrugged, brushing his hand over his jeans, "I guess that I'll see you, whenever I see you."

"Don't be that way, please."

"Why not? Hmm? You're obviously happy and don't need me, so if you would excuse me, I'm going home."

"I didn't say that I didn't need you,"

"You didn't have to," Alex shrugged. "It was fun while we had it, the younger – stupid – boy who you could use and lie to. I get it, I've a lot of growing up to do. Enjoy your new family." He threw the cigarette onto the sidewalk, angrily smashing it with the toe of his shoe.

Furious, he fed the group an excuse of not feeling well, something about a cold coming on. Alex made his exit as swiftly as possible. His ride home had given him time to calm down and collect his thoughts, knowing that before he made it to his apartment, she would be on his trail.

Not this time.

Alex waited for three hours, occasionally staring at his phone, willing her to text or call. As the fourth hour approached, he gave in, turning his phone off – to avoid any late night disruptions, he crawled into his bed. Cold and lonely with only one person.

The next day was a haze as Alex moped around, cursing his day off, if he were at work then at least he would have something to keep his mind occupied. This was torture, the urge to pick up his phone and call her had came and went more than once. Sprawled out on the couch, the television playing as static noise, Alex sighed and pressed the familiar buttons on his camera.

On the small screen, her half naked form appeared, a tempting smirk on her lips as she winked to him. Sleeping, peacefully and unaware that Alex had taken the photo, she was so content. On his balcony, a cup of coffee in her hand, her hair a mess, and his shirt hanging from her shoulders made the sunrise behind her look bleak.

Leaning his head back against the couch, Alex groaned and let the camera drop to the couch beside him. How could he have been so stupid? He should have known better than to believe a word she'd said. She was a skilled liar, Alex knew that first hand. He'd been her lie for long enough.

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masterlist : a study of souls | alex høgh andersen au.

a study of souls | alex høgh andersen au.

gif credit: @lol-haha-joke

warnings: language, sexual content, mentions and using of drugs, mentions of a toxic relationships, grammar mistakes (english is not my first language)

description: he is a person who has a whirlwind inside his chest and she is someone whose heart is way too broken, at this point the only thing they have left is their souls, and only they can decide whether to complement or destroy them.

➳ synopsis

➳ chapter one : hi june

➳ chapter two : a good guy

➳ chapter three : megan

➳ chapter four: the bad things

➳ chapter five: loser

➳ chapter six: kiss you goodnight

➳ chapter seven: alex, rory's friend

last update: march 5

[shannygoatgruff]

Work it Wednesday!

Had to show my baby some love on this hump day!

[groovyzombiellama]

The Story

(I know I promised this imagine earlier, but I got a little lost in the plot and finally found my way out)

Title: The Story Requested? No. Plot: You are an actress on Vikings and dating Alex Høgh Andersen, and your relationship is going pretty well, until the fans get watch the latest Danish project he’s in and it seems you two had split. But is it true? Warnings: None. Word count: 1597

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“I love this story.” Alex said and one half of the crowd laughed at his facial expression as he widened his eyes like the story of how I got on VIkings is the most exciting story in the world, as the other half awwed. I smiled at him and continued. “Anyway, as I was saying, I was on vacation in Ireland, and walking around one day, I saw that there was an audition taking place in one building I walked by.” But my story really wasn’t that interesting. I went on, talking about how, for same strange reason, my gut was telling me I should just give it a shot. And it turned out to be an audition for my favourite tv show Vikings. At the time, I was a little overweight, but I had the feeling I’ve come to know as a student at college. A couple of times, even though I wasn’t spending much time studying, I had a strong feeling that I was still going to pass my exam, and no matter what I did, it wouldn’t go away. Sure I was nervous before the exam, but that feeling was what kept me from losing my mind, and in the end it turned out to be true and I would pass my exam.

That same feeling was in my heart as I walked into the room where the auditin was held. I knew that my weight would be a problem, but I went in there with my head held high. To my surprise, not just the director was present, but also a familiar face I’ve been falling in love with for a really long time. I pointed to Alex sitting next to me as I titled him that. His beautiful smile shined the room and warmed my heart, and I continued talking. “I was incredibly nervous. I thought I was gonna pass out right than and there, but I tried keeping my cool as much as I could as I was handed the paper for the scene I’m supposed to try and act out. I was shocked to actually be getting the paper, instead of them saying I’m not what they are looking for.” And the scene was that I needed to convince Ivar that he was not a cripple, but a strong and powerful viking. And I did it. I poured all of my emotions into it, everything that was building up over the time I’ve spent watching him feel bad for himself. I placed my hand on his cheek and recited about how his legs were an advantage and how he just didn’t find a way to work around it yet, but that I know he will. That I think he is special and that I love him just the way he is.

My eyes started tearing up a little as I continued to give him he pep talk the scene required, and suddenly, I felt a pair of lips on mine. At first I was shocked, but soon I gave into the kiss. To think that I dreamed about kissing him many times and doubting myself that he would actually care about me at all. The bad image of myslef I allowed the society to put in my head acting up and my belief I don’t deserve love acting up again. But now we were here, face to face, lips attached, love filling the air. Once we pulled away, I looked at Alex in disbelief. All my life I’ve thought no guy was ever going to be taking an interest in me, because of my weight, and I just got spontaneously kissed by the most beautiful man I’ve ever layed my eyes on. Maybe that was the thing. I was looking for a guy and I found a man. Alex apologised for the kiss, and said he let the moment take over, but I assured him it was fine. My jaw dropped when they said I actually got the part. “And of course, after a couple months of intense training, I finally fot where I’ve been trying to be all my life, but I never had enough motivation. And all it took was having the opportunity to do the job that I love and this tall, handsome drink of water. Not too much, huh?”

I joked as the crowd laughed with me, turning into more awwes when Alex leaned over to give me a kiss on the cheek. I know I’m incredibly lucky to have him in my life, and it means all the bullying in school and being rejected by friends and not even looked at by boys was worth it, because I finally realised why it never worked out with anyone else, and they made me the warrior I am today, not just on the show, but in real life too. On the show, I play Ivar’s love interest, so Alex and I don’t really have to act out our kisses and hugs. The spontanious giggles I let out are 100% natural, as Alex loves to tickle my sides as we are kissing, and they decided to keep them in the show after the final cut. Several fans asked Alexander and Gustaf a question, Katheryn later being asked how I fit in to the cast, and as she was talking about how professional I am and kind and whatnot and I was hardcore blushing, we noticed a man dressed in a fox costume, walking over to us, holding a shield for us to sign. We disredarded it, thinking it was a fan, but he was for some reason let on stage and hugged Katheryn from behind. I was confused to what was going on and Alex and I exchanged glances.

Next thing I know, Alexander Ludwig pulled off the head of the costume to reveal Travis Fimmel. I couldn’t believe my eyes, he was really there. I haven’t officialy met him, because I joined the cast after his character’s on schene death, but I have really grown to love him as a character and an actor. He definitely lighted up Comic-Con, but my favourite part was when he read off Alexander’s phone number. “I didn’t want to tell anyone, but the reason why they chose you for the role was because the character was written for you.” Alex surprised me on our way home. I was confused, but he explained he saw the messages I had been sending to him for some time, on Instagram, when I was feeling down or just thinking about him. My face immediately turned blood red, but he kissed it away, saying that was the first step in falling in love with me. I cuddled up to him when he hit me with another shocker. He asked me to be in one of his Danish projects. I swear, this man is spoiling me. He wouldn’t take no for an answer, seeing through all my insecurities and in the end I agreed.

“You are seriously gonna go to New York and miss your best friend’s wedding?! You are the best man!” The cameras rolled as Alex and I were arguing. They were following us everywhere, mostly Alex, but me too when I was around. He had just got a chance to meet with Spilberg and see if he would truly be cast in one of his newest movies. On the other hand, on that exact day, his best friend who he knows ever since he was 4 was getting married. I spit lava, he spit flames. I couldn’t believe he was going to abandon his best friend in the moment he needs him the most. We argued for a few moments until Alex spit the hottest and most damaging flame at me. “You don’t understand me, you never have and you never will. Dating you was the biggest mistake of my life.” I stopped shouting, my body going numb. That was the worst thing he could have ever said to me. My open palm flew across his face and I walked away, tears streaming down my face. And that was the end, he left to New York and I went to grab a few of my stuff I had at his place in Dublin and got on a plane to Miami, where I had an apartment.

A few weeks passed and neither Alex or I had posted about each other on any social media, and my inbox on Instagram was filled with fan messages about why season 6 of Vikings was cancelled and why Alex and I don’t give our relationship another shot. I smiled at all of the fans who actually supported our relationship and decided to finally post. I took a screenshot of my FaceTime with Alex, both of us smiling and posted it. In the caption I wrote that we don’t actually have the info about season 6 and that we didn’t really break up. I explained it was a part of a project only based on real people, but scripted. Alex and I breaking up was only a part of the fictional project, the lines we said were writted for the project, but the base was real people. “I’m so happy so many people support us.” I said to Alex as I saw the amount of fans sharing their relief we were still dating in the comments. He smiled and said he was glad they loved me, but no one will ever love me as much as he does. The effect he has on me I swear. My adorable, powerful viking.

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Hope you like it, the words are from the heart and if you ever need someone to talk to, message me. I’ve been bullied in school, but I’m in the process of loving myself, so if you need someone to talk to, feel free to let me know, it doesn’t need to be and imagine request, we can just talk, be friends. <3

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[sparklemichele]

Heyo I have a suggestion for an Alex Høgh Andersen oneshot where the reader and Alex meet at a halloween party at his place. They don’t know each other from before, the reader was dragged along through a mutual friend, and when they meet it’s witty and cute. Also, english isn’t my first language so apologies for any errors + I really like your stuff!!

You got it! Here ya go!

Halloween Party

You personally did not know a soul at this party and you were going to kill Josefin for bringing you here. She completely disappeared and left you alone. You looked around the crowded living room. Yep, you were going to give her a piece of your mind for talking you into coming to this Halloween party.

You decided to get a drink. You headed to the table that was loaded with tons of alcohol bottles. Picking a clean red Solo cup, you poured yourself a healthy dose of vodka witha splash of flavored seltzer water. You were chugging your drink when you heard an excited voice behind you.

“Oh shit! You are one of the bad ass chicks from Black Panther.”

You turned around to find Alex Hogh standing in total awe. Alex was genuinely excited with your costume.

“Yes, I am dressed as one of the Dora Milaje.”

“That movie was awesome! I saw it three times!”

You smiled as his sexy accent. He was strikingly handsome.

“You didn’t go for with the bald head.” He asked jokingly.

“Oh no I could never pull that off. I love my hair too much.” You shook your fresh twist out for emphasis.“Plus, I am not as stunning as Danai Gurira.”

“Oh, yes, you are!”

You smiled again. “You are sweet. My name is Y/N.” You put your hand out to shake his.

Alex lifted your hand to his lips and lightly kissed it.

“My name is Alex.”

You chose to ignore the spark that coursed through your body from his lips on the back of your hand.

“What are you supposed to be a pilot? You ask looking at his outfit up and down.

“Yes, a World War II pilot.”

“Well thank God it’s not a Nazi uniform.” You said sarcastically. Alex frowned at your comment.

“I would never wear anything like that. I do not condone racism of any kind.”

You smiled at his comment. He was nice just as Josefin stated about most of her cast mates. You knew of Alex and had always tuned in to watch your good friend in her role as Astrid. You always thought her cast mates were a good-looking bunch, but Alex standing before you was leaving you breathless. He was absolute perfection.Trying to play it cool you asked Alex where he got his costume. He told you afriend of his had it from a few Halloweens back.

“What about your beautiful costume?”

“I had it custom madeto fit me.”

Alex’s eyes roamed upand down your body not hiding at all his appreciation for your physique.

“It fits you perfectly,fanden din smukke.”

“What did you say?” You asked confused when he spoke his native language. Alex blushed a little and was hesitant to tell you.

“Alex….” You urged curious as to what he said.

“I said, damn your beautiful.”

You could not help it as a huge smile spread across your face.

“That’s sweet Alex.”

“I mean it. Who are you here with?”

You looked around the crowded living room and spotted Josefin. You pointed toward her.

“I’m here with my friend Josefin.”

Alex’s eyes widen. “You know Josefin?!”

“Yes I do, for a few years now.”

Alex crossed his arms.“Wow, I wish she would have brought you around before now.”

You cocked your head to the side and looked at Alex inquisitively.

“Why?”

Alex walked closer toyou, closing what little space you had between you.

“Cause I would like to get to know you and I wish I met you sooner.”

You looked up in gorgeous blue eyes.

“Well, we can get to know each other now.” You told him, fighting the urge to lean up and kiss his inviting lips. Alex saw the pure desire in your eyes and you saw it in his.

“Would you mindstepping out on the patio with me?” He asked as he put his hand on your waist. You sufficiently held the shudder that wanted to engulf your body at his touch.

“Sure.”

Alex took your hand that was not occupied with a drink and you both maneuvered through the crown to his patio. You saw Josefin who had a knowing grin on her face. She winked her eye at you as you passed her. The patio had a few guest and Alex ask them to go inside. As the guess mumbled and walk inside you notice a few girls giving you the side eye. You mentally flipped them the bird. Once alone Alex took your drink and put it in the patio table. He wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Would you mind if I kissed you right now?” He asked hopefully.

“I just met you, Alex.”You said with a slight smile. You knew he could do whatever he wanted too with your body.

“I know, but I would never forgive myself if I don’t taste your lips,” Alex slowly looked down and stopped at your hips. “Both your lips.”

You gasped at the thought.

“Yes, you can kiss me.” You sighed as Alex leaned over and captured you lips with his. The kiss he put on you had your knees buckling. He was so damn good with his tongue. You could just imagine what he could so with that tongue between your legs.

“I have a house full of people. Can we go to your place? I need to kiss your other lips.”

You nodded your head yes as you were at a lost for words. Alex smiled, and took your hand and headed back into the party.

“Marco!” He called to his friend.

“What’s up?” Marco asked as he looked you up and down trying to figure out who you were to his best friend. He got a hint when he saw you two holding hands.

“I need you to takeover. I’m heading out.” Alex told him.

“You coming back?”

You and Alex looked ateach other.

“I don’t think I will tonight bro. Can you handle this party?”

“Yeah. I got you.” Marco said as he and Alex dapped. Alex gripped your hand tighter as you both exited his place. You gave Josefin a nod on the way out the door and she was all smiles as she gave you a thumbs up.

You both got into Alex car. Before he even turned on the ignition he leaned over and crashed his lips onto you.

“I can’t wait to taste you.” He told you after he planted one hell of a kiss on you.

“I can’t either.” You told him planting a kiss on his cheek as he started his car.

“Where to beautiful? I hope you don’t live far because I am hungry.”

You shuddered.

“I’m five minutes up the road.”

“Thank God.” Alex sighed with relief as he took off down the road. He was speeding a little. He must really be feigning for you at the speed he was going. After a few more directions from you he pulled up to your place. He was a gentleman and opened the door for you.

“You ready?” He asked looking you up and down as he licked his lips.

“Oh yeah I am ready.” You grabbed his hand and lead him to your apartment. You could not wait to see what his tongue could do.

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