#also he heard about persephone crushing a woman into a plant because she got too chummy w/ hades and decided he didn't want to risk it lol

[happyk44]

Percy lying that Luke was his bi awakening because he knows his friends will be insufferable about it if he admits it was Hades.

[bonniebird]

Ivar x Reader / Ubbe x Reader

Um not really requested but written for  @persephone-is-here-omg and @ivarthefuckboy​

AN: Really mature, like border line abusive and also there’s some sex / smut

Ivar watched his brother’s smugly. He knew they wanted you. It was no secret that Ubbe had tried and failed to have you, Ivar’s victory in claiming you forced Ubbe to surrender into friendship.

It was a thrill, watching Ubbe pine after you, knowing he touch however he wanted while his brother could only watch. Ivar was too deep in his own satisfaction to see how you glanced at Ubbe, that your smile for Ivar was the same as the one Ubbe’s soft muttered could draw from you.

“Is there something interesting about (Y/N), brother?” Ivar drawled as Ubbe watched you dance, Hvitserk did the same but he was far more subtle about it and his attention was quickly stolen by a pretty Thrall.

“What do you think Ivar?” Ubbe sighed, sipping his drink as he tried to stop himself from simply snatching you up and hoping he could out run Ivar’s fury.

“I think that you find my woman interesting, even though she thinks you are simple.” Ivar hummed cockily. “She sings my praises when I am between her legs brother, how clever I am, much cleverer than you.”

Ubbe felt a sharp kick against his leg when his hands bawled and Hvitserk was glaring at him, a Thrall balanced on each leg as he fed them food and mead. Ubbe glanced at you as Ivar beckoned you over, his hands sliding under your dress, showing ubbe flesh that he ached to touch.

Instead he stared at his hands. Fearing that if he looked away from them, they might throttle Ivar of their own accord. “How are you tonight Ubbe?” You asked cheerfully. Ivar was watching you both carefully and Ubbe had to stop the deep, growled, groan that wanted to purr from his chest and stop his eyes rolling at the sound of his name.

“I am enjoying myself.  Are you?” The tone was heavy but innocent enough that Ivar and his lack of experience, missed Ubbe’s meaning entirely.

“As well as I can.” You answered and Ubbe held your gaze for a moment, Ivar’s hand sliding around your waist drew Ubbe back from the sight of you and he stood with a sharp clap of his hands.

“I should fine Hvitserk. Gods know he’ll be happy in the morning but I have no doubt that his play things will rob him blind.” Ubbe chuckled and you laughed, recalling the last Thrall who had left the poor prince utterly naked, hungover, without a position in his hut but a happy grin on his face.

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“I do not want anyone to see her.” Ivar barked. You stood awkwardly, shieldmaidens surrounding the place Ivar deemed acceptable for you to bathe.

“Ivar. I do not want all of these…” you started to say but he scoffed and glared at you.

“You would rather someone came and spied on you?” He asked, tutting his tongue when you shook your head and got into the water.

Once you were deep enough to be hidden by the water you tossed the dress towards him. You tested out how far he would let you swim before the irritating tut echoed around and you swam back. After a while a large hand covered your mouth and you squealed, thrashing around until they forced you to look up at them.

“If you scream Ivar will rush over here and ruin our fun.” Ubbe whispered, the water’s pull tangling your bare legs as he held you afloat.

For a moment you wondered if Ubbe could reach the bottom of the deeper part of the small lake. The thoughts vanished when one of Ubbe’s hands stroked up your thighs, finding your clit and quickly melted you into a whimpering mess.

“Shh, little songbird, I love when you sing for me but not now. How do you think Ivar will act when he finds us?” He whispered softly as he kissed your shoulder.

“Then why have you come when he is so close?” You asked simply, letting him turn you in the water.

“Because if I have to go another day without touching you I will loose my mind and do something I will regret.” He sighed, lifting you to his chest so he could kiss you. Eventually he lowered you, using one hand to bury the moan you let out as he entered you. “Bite down if you have to, I just need you.”

His voice was strained and his movements rougher than they had been before. His hands gripped at your thighs while his eyes fell shut, listening to your moans and the rustle of the plants around your hidden spot, wishing he could give you his undivided attention.

Ubbe held you close, as if he’d never have the chance to be with you again, you happily let him, your breath becoming heavy as he kept up a steady pace. Rough enough to make you whimper against his neck but gentle enough to not disturb the water to much.

Had either of you looked up you would have seen Ivar’s face twisted with fury as he watch his brother fuck you. Drawing sounds and whimpers from you the boy had never heard.

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You lay down, Ivar had vanished somewhere and the shieldmaidens had gone with him. Ubbe had left, reluctantly pulling himself away from your before Ivar suspected anything. You were to out of it to hear the sound of the undergrowth being crushed and dragged along.

It wasn't until Ivar burst into view and moved at you with an alarming pace that you even realised anything was wrong. “All I do for you and you fuck him?”

“What!” You squealed as he suddenly stopped.

“Do not play the fool with me. How long have you been Ubbe’s… Little Songbird?” He spat the pet name as if it tasted bad and glowered at you. When you didn’t speak he came at you, pulling an axe from his waist and your whole body prickled with danger.

You panicked and glanced around. No one would help you. Unless Ubbe should return no one would say a word. So you stroked a hand down the side of his neck and kissed him out of sheer panic.

He froze and melted into the kiss. You didn’t think it would halt all his movements let alone have him relaxed enough to loosely grip the axe at your side. For a few seconds you wondered if you could toss it out of his reach, use it against him, even threaten until you could get out of his way.

“You will not be quick enough.” He muttered against your lips, holding the axe up again. “What would you do, hmm, run to Ubbe?”

“No...No.” you stuttered and he hissed out a laugh.

“Did you hear stories of Ubbe and Hvitserk, how they like to fuck Thrall’s together. Did you think I would allow it too? Two sons of Ragnar to warm your bed? But that sweet thing between your legs is mine. You are mine.” He growled, his face coming closer and closer to yours.

You started to lean back, frozen and unable to do much more than that because Ivar’s eyes had grown so dark you feared looking away might tear the ground beneath you away. The way they seemed to swallow everything, the same look a hunting wolf held written on his face.

You stopped when the axe blade hit your neck, gently, but it was enough for you to know he did not want you to continue your feeble attempt at escaping. “Do you love Ubbe?” He asked curiously and you stayed silent. “Do you love me?”

“Yes, yes of course I do Ivar!” you said franticly and he scoffed as you tried to worm your way into a position that would prove so. He seemed to slither forwards with only one hand, getting closer and closer the more you struggled.

“But you love him more? You would not fuck me where anyone could see, not like you did with him. All he has to do is touch you once and you sing like a little bird.” Ivar hissed, face pressed against yours as he snarled. “Does he fuck better than me little Goddess?”

You whimpered, out of fright but Ivar’s eyes flared and you knew he had found the answer to his many questions. You could no longer think, the axe was now trailing over your neck while Ivar continued to spout questions and accusations.

“Very well. I shall forgive you. I should have kept a closer eye on you, after all my brother is known for seducing women, it is not your fault for being taken in by the need to have him.” Ivar hummed, his voice now so soft that you almost forgot the axe playing in his hands. “Do you love him though?”

“I…” you said and stopped. You didn’t know how to answer. He hissed as he leant in, teeth and lips playing with your jaw line in a possessive kiss.

“Do not lie to me my Goddess.” He growled and you nodded franticly. For a moment he looked as if he planned to kill your before his eyes softened. “Very well, I will fetch Ubbe’s heart for you.” He offered cheerfully.

“Ivar?” you asked and he chuckled, realised you hadn’t caught onto what he meant.

“I will hang it above our bed. And when I fuck you, you shall look up at it and remember that you are always going to be mine.” He laughed as he retreated, leaving you lay on the forest floor, fear keeping your stuck in your place.