#fjor jutul fanfic

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The first time (Fjor Jutul x Pregnant!Reader)

Fandom: Ragnarok (Netflix series)

Pairing: Fjor Jutul x wife pregnant!Reader

Warnings: pregnancy, hormones(?), chaotic plot

About: The first pregnancy is always confusing. How will Fjor handle his wife's changing moods?

Requested: Yes, by anonim

A/N: Hi everyone! I took to cleaning my inbox. When I'm done with requests that's been sitting there for too long I'm back to my two series! Please enjoy this little piece and remember my requests are open!

The day was going slow for Y/N. Since early morning she was feeling nauseous and it brought her mood down. The house was empty making her even more depressed without anyone to talk to. But she understood that no matter her state the family had to work and go on with their lives. Especially now that she was carrying the first descendant of the Jutul family.

Y/N was looking through cabinets when the doors opened and the first person came back. She smiled at Saxa but didn't utter a word to greet her.

"How are you feeling?" Her sister-in-law asked putting her bag down.

"I'm fine." Her words weren't too convincing but the older girl let it slide knowing hormones were already acting up.

"Fjor will be home soon, he went to grab some things from the market." She said softly sending a smile to Y/N and left upstairs.

The room fell silent while the pregnant girl munched on some old cookies. She knew the habit of eating unhealthy had to go soon, but she still managed to sneak some snacks when her husband wasn't around to scold her. Ever since the pregnancy started Fjor was overprotective, annoyingly so. The baby was growing and so did the protective side of the giant. It was cute in a way, but when she was tired, with sore muscle and more problems came up in the daily activities, it started to feel a little suffocating. Not that she said anything to him outright.

"Honey, I'm home!" Y/N turned her head to see Fjor with bags almost spilling over with the food he bought.

"Hi." She smiled before giving him a welcome kiss, a routine they developed in the first year of their relationship.

"What did you do today? I hope you didn't tire yourself out." He asked with a warning tone making her huff in frustration.

"I spend the whole day on the couch." To prove her point she sat down in her old spot throwing the blanket over her legs. Fjor smiled walking up with couple of her favorite fruits.

"What did you eat?" He asked throwing his arm over her shoulder. Involuntary she relaxed into his side.

"Some toast and the soup you left me." Y/N mumbled starting to munch on her healthy snack.

"That's good, you want to have a bath?" He was already on the way to stand up when she pulled his arm back.

"No. I want to sit here." Her voice was weak and she hated the fact that even when she was frustrated at him she seeks his warmth and closeness.

"Alright. We can stay for a bit, but later on we're running a bath, yeah?" She nodded sighting and focused her gaze on the TV. Fjor was looking through his phone simply offering his arms to her. They spend a bit of time like this until Saxa came down again.

"Hey, I'm going to prepare dinner. Any special orders?" Her smile was soft but Y/N felt like a little baby that was fussy over her food. So simply shaking her head she went back to watching the TV, not wanting to start unnecessary fights.

"What about some steamed vegetables and chicken, huh?" Fjor asked leaving her side to help his sister. Y/N huffed standing up too.

"I'm going to take a bath." She said not waiting for their response.

She prepared herself a bath and soaked her body into bubbles. The soft scent of candles and the warmth from the water helped to calm her nerves and sore body. Y/N put her hands on the growing belly and did few breathing exercises to fully embrace the calmness. It was a tiring time for her, the pregnancy, the way everyone jumped around her and didn't let her be herself. Some days she felt like the family forgot her body was stronger than a regular human and that she knew what was best for her and the baby.

She was laying in the bath with her eyes closed when the doors cracked open.

"Hey the dinner is ready." Her husband's voice carried around the bathroom and soon she heard his steps. "Were you in the bath all this time? The water is starting to turn cold, come on." He said checking the water and extending his hand to help her out. She didn't fight but still wasn't to happy to leave.

"You know I can take care of myself right?" She huffed while he wrapped her in a towel.

"Of course, but I'm here to do it for you." He placed a soft kiss on her forehead, but he still noticed the eye roll she gave him. "What?"

"You act like I don't know how to care of myself and the baby." Y/N could feel a slight sting of incoming tears in her eyes and it angered her even more, the fact that she wasn't in control of her emotions anymore. "You can leave me alone for the whole day, but the moment someone's home you all act like I can't decide what's best for us. I can cook and run myself a bath." She waved her hand at the bathtub to make him realize that she was fine on her own. "All of you act like I'm some fragile porcelain doll, and I'm not!"

"Baby please come down." Fjor said putting his hands on her arms but she shook him off and stomped away to put some clothes on. He followed into the room and sighted closing the doors. "Y/N, please."

"I tell you what pisses me off and you start with 'calm down'? I have every right to feel this way, Fjor." She snapped and he visibly flinched, since she never used his first name.

"I'm sorry. But you never said anything and we didn't think this bothers you." He frowned and embraced her in a hug to prevent her pushing him away again. "I spend my days in the office and once I'm back I want to take care of you. I didn't realize this could be a problem, love. But if it makes you mad then I can.. back off a bit?" She took a deep breath in and placed her head on his shoulder. She let herself stand there for a second.

"No more telling me what I should eat, or when I should take a bath, okay?" She looked up at him with her best puppy eyes and Fjor chuckled nodding.

"I promise." He said and placed a soft kiss on her lips. "But now we should really get downstairs and eat, because Saxa prepared dinner and didn't even let me touch a thing!" He huffed trying to lighten up the mood and he was happy to see Y/N smile.

"I think it's more because of your cooking skills, darling." She smirked leaving him behind gaping in shock.

"I'm a good chef!" Fjor protested following his wife while she laughed carelessly.

Maybe they were new to the situation and maybe Y/N still had trouble with communicating her problems, but he was ready to listen and provide as much care and love as she asked for. Because Fjor knew that this woman was the only one for him and he couldn't wait to have a smaller version running around. Even when it'll be pure chaos if the child will inherit their mother's personality.

[colossalcriminal]

Hello! Can I request a Fjor x f!reader (already in a relationship) in which she discovers his real identity and at first she is scared of him and he doesn't want her to be, but in the end she accepts him and there is like angst then comforting fluff? I thank you a lot💙💙

Ancient History - f.j

Pairing: Fjor Jutul x Fem!Reader

Summary: Y/N is forced to comprehend the truth about her boyfriend.

Content Warnings: Near break up, not proofread and it's short.

"I don't want to know what you are."

It was quite comical, how long it'd taken for her to realize her boyfriend's immortality. Hints were everywhere, from the pictures of his family throughout history, to the old artifact's in Vidar's office. "Y/N, please." He reached out, heart dropping when she stepped away.

In truth, she was afraid. In all the time they'd been together, Fjor had never once held any ill intent towards the girl, showering her with the purest love and the most thoughtful gifts, what'd changed?

"Please don't come near me."

His body went rigid at the quiver in her voice. "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. Please."

Plea falling on deaf ears, her tense frame did not ease. "How do I know that?"

"Because I love you, Y/N."

"We could never work."

Eyebrows furrowed, Fjor cocked his head at her statement. "Yes, we could. We can make this work." He practically begged.

Tears threatened to spill, burning sensation engulfing her waterline. "How? I am going to grow old, and you're going to stay like this. Young, and beautiful!"

He knew there was no reasoning with this, after all, she was right. He took one step closer, relieved when she didn't recoil. "Stay with me anyways."

"That's not fair."

"But I will protect you, forever. I'll do anything you want me to do."

He took her hands in his, gently rubbing the pads of his thumbs across her hands. Y/N cracked a minuscule smile. "You'll make me look like a cougar."

The boy laughed at the jest. "Really? I'm over 700 years old."

"I didn't know I had a thing for older men."

Their giggles died down as she finally gave into his embrace. "I'm going to take care of you." She nodded. "I love you."

"I love you too, Fjor."

[n1ghtlux]

Ragnaro̱k (Netflix) x reader

Magne Seier:

Return

In which you return to Edda and meet an old... friend.

Cookies and Thunder

In which you meet up with Magne at his place and casually find yourself being able to lift Mjolnir.

In the Rain

Kissing Magne for the first time [fluff]

Video imagine

Magne couldn’t save you. [angst]

please stay

Soft Magne after losing his powers and a fight with Fjor. You’re taking good care of him though. [angst, FLUFF]

Laurits Seier:

Fjor Jutul:

Saxa Jutul:

[requests closed for now.]

[fakeoldmanfucker]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Ragnarok (TV 2020) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fjor Jutul & Isolde Eidsvoll, Isolde Eidsvoll/Saxa Jutul Characters: Isolde Eidsvoll, Fjor Jutul, Erik Eidsvoll Additional Tags: Pre-Canon, Erik is a Good Dad, Enemies to Friends, sorta; they're getting there, Redemption, Fjor is trying, Isolde is confused and suspicious; as she should be, also Isolde is a disaster lesbian, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Season/Series 01 Series: Part 2 of Fjor's an environmental activist for real this time AU Summary:

The weight of his words settles over her like a wave, like a landslide, like ash from a thousand fires. Isolde slumps back in her seat without realizing it. Fjor is still staring at her, eyes wide and frame hunched just a little towards her, like his excitement has propelled him forwards. She swallows, palms sweaty. “What?”

Her confusion seems to reach him, finally, because the shine in his gaze seems to fade and he slides back a few inches to give her some space to breathe. “I believe you,” he says, slower and softer. “You’re right. Edda is being polluted, and something needs to be done about it.”

aka

A companion piece to "letters to the fire". Fjor takes another step on his path to redemption.

[beyondthescenes37]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Ragnarok (TV 2020) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fjor Jutul/Saxa Jutul Characters: Fjor Jutul, Saxa Jutul Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Fluff, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Shameless Smut, Gratuitous Smut, Oral Sex, Rough Kissing, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Rough Sex, Dirty Talk, Pseudo-Incest, Sibling Incest Summary:

He is hers again, and she is his. As it should be. (post-Season 2)

[ozai-the-bonsai]

Would you guys be interested in reading a Fjor Jutul x OC fanfiction? I have been researching and working on my characters for the past few days, now I’ll be moving on to the plot and I just wanted to know if there are any eager Ragnarök fans here wanting to read. If so, tell me!

EDIT: I’ve starting posting it, check my page out!

[comment-exchange]

202. sink down giantess (Ragnarok 2020)

Title: sink down giantess Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33421000 Platform: AO3 Creator: YellowMagicalGirl Work Type: Fanfic Fandom: Ragnarok 2020 Rating: T Pairing: Isolde Eidsvoll/Saxa Jutul Word count: 1481 Warnings: Non-consensual drug use, past drug use, coma, canonical character death Number of comments: 1 Completion Status: Complete Short summary/description: Fjor may have the company and Ran’s approval, but Saxa has Vidar’s files. She follows them to a cave hiding a secret.

Snippet:

Just like other family secrets, Project Brynhildr was kept in an unassuming cave. Saxa snuck out to go hiking. It wasn’t that hard, with Fjor in Vidar’s-and-what-should-have-been-Saxa’s office and Ran drinking away her sorrows. It was an easy hike, but it was a long one. Saxa glared at the ground as she turned on the flashlight of her phone. This had better be worth the time. After three minutes of walking through the cave, Saxa began to wonder if Vidar had moved things and never updated the file. After four minutes, she was almost ready to let him keep this secret in his death. She could find another way to unseat Fjor. And then she found the ring of flames. Saxa shrugged off her jacket; she liked it and even if she was invulnerable to the fire that didn’t mean her clothing wouldn’t get singed. She stepped through the flames, ignoring the feeling of them. Saxa gasped in shock, suddenly thankful for one of the crates to lean on. Laying in the center of the circle was Isolde.

[bookwormdeen]

Requests Open

Requests Open

Hello!

These can be pairing with Reader, OC (fanfic or one-shot) or just one-shot without pairing (just the character).

I do dates special (b-days, Christmas, etc)

Smut (Only in some cases), Dark themes: Allowed.  I like polemic, yes! Feminism, Gender questions, Politic, Health. All of it. The world is a lot of things, writing has to be too. Plus, art is here to help.

I value things that run from stereotypes or cliche. So your character can be LGBTQI +, Black... Anything really. I don’t wanna just white perfect characters. I want different.  Because different is far more challenging and fun to write.

I am taking requests with the following characters:

TV Shows

Daredevil: Foggy Nelson; Benjamin Poindexter, Matt Murdock, Vladimir Ranskahov

The Originals: Kol, Klaus, Elijah

Vampire Diaries: Damon, Kai Parker

Vienna Blood: Max Liebermann

The Punisher: Billy Russo.

The Witcher: Jaskier, Cahir, Lazlo

The Order:Hamish Duke, Randall 

Justified: Tim Gutterson

Limitless: Bryan Flinch

Ragnarok: Fjor Jutul, Laurentis

Dark: Jonas, Magnus Nielsen

Peaky Blinders: Thomas Shelby, Michael Gray

Amazing Spider-Man: Ben Reilly (Scarlet Spider), Peter Parker, Alistair Smyte, Miles Morales

A Discovery of Witches: Marcus Whitmore 

Merlin: Merlin, Arthur, Mordred, Gwaine, Lancelot

Grimm: Nick Burkhardt

Good Wife: Cary Agos, Finn Polmar

Star Trek: Spock, Khan, James Kirk, *Data

Dusk Till Dawn: Richard Geko, Seth Gecko

Glee: Sam Evans

Scream: Noah Foster, Gustavo Acosta, Eli Hudson, Will Belmont

Hannibal: Hannibal Lecter

Money Heist (La Casa de Papel): Berlim

The Good Doctor: Shaun Murphy, Neil Melendez, Alex Park

Castlevania: Adrian Tepes, Trevor Belmont

Clone Wars: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker

Sex Education: Otis, Adam Groff, Eric

Movies

Marvel: Loki, Bucky (Winter Soldier), Peter Parker, Sam Wilson, Bruce Banner, Doctor Strange, Quicksilver, Black Panther, Harry Osborn

DC: Bruce Wayne, Scarecrow, Joker

Ex Machina: Caleb Smith

Riot Club: Miles Richards, Dimitri Mitropoulos, Guy Bellingfield, James Leighton

1917: Blake, Scholfield

Narnia: Edmund Pevensie, Peter Pevensie, Caspian 

Hobbit: Legolas, Thorin, Thranduil 

Fantastic Beasts: Newt Scamander, Theseus Scamander

6 Underground: 4, 6, 7

HP: Draco Malfoy

Game of Thrones: Robb Stark

Maze Runner: Newt, Gally

Characters 

Iron Fist Austen: Mr Darcy, Mr Tilney, Sidney Park, Frederick Wentworth

Noah Centineo

PS: Here are listed only man but you can ask woman too (I don’t know which ones to put, there are much more than these ones).

Ships

Crossover ships are accepted too!

Davina x Kol

Mr Darcy x Elizabeth

Mr Tilney x Catherine Morland

Anne x Gilbert

Sidney Park x Charlotte

Matt Murdock x Karen Page

Billy Russo x Krista Dumont

Amy March x Laurie

Rich Gecko x Kate Fuller

Anastasia x Dimitri

I love AUs and crossovers: like HP meets Narnia, or something like that. Ask about Actors are good too. 

Free Stories 

These ones I pretend to write more of it or remake it. These will be long fanfics. Feel free to share ideas. If you want a one-shot involving these TV shows or movies is good too. 

Obs: Some of them may be only in my Wattpad account. * @lucy_beau

The Alienist; Dirk Gently; Northanger Abbey; Sherlock, Sanditon; The Adventures of Tintin; Chained; Fallet; Ripper Street; Byzantium, Jumanji; Carrie Pilby; Vallerian; The Name of The Rose, Crimpson Peak; Revenge; Red Sparrow; Hookup Plan; The Ottoman Lieutnant

Free Ask:

Saw a thing and want a fanfic? Send me the idea. The movie is bad but could be good? Let’s write it. Want a prompt but can’t write? Maybe I can do it. Send it to me!

Free fanfics or stories have a limited number of chapters: 20.

Obs: I don’t do terror. Horror? Yes. 

SEND!!!!

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Need some help getting ideas? Look here: Prompts

[karin-in-action]

I mean as long as you don't write incest or something else that is messed up, it should be alright.

I think fanfiction should be nothing to be ashamed of. I usually don't go on wattpad but on ao3 in my opinion there are some fanfics with really dedicated writers that show how deeply they care about ragnarok. Some show deeper knowledge of Norse mythology which I think is really cool. I think the cast would definitely appreciate those. I've written one fanfic myself. Not that I know much about Norse mythology or that it is super elaborate, but I would not mind the cast finding it.

I personally think the Fjor/Laurits ship is problematic because it is potentially incestuous. In season 1 we were sure that Fjor is Vidar's son and that Laurits might be Vidar's son. In season 2 we know that Laurits is Vidar's son but we can no longer be sure about Fjor because we learned that the Jutuls are just pretending to be a family but we don't know to which extend. We cannot say for sure if Fjor is Vidar's son or not (he might also be Vidar's dad which would make Laurits Fjor's grandson). From the characters' views (apart from potentially the Jutuls) they are definitely half brothers. The cast might know more about how and if they are actually related but we don't, so unless we clearly specify in the fanfic that they are not actually related I personally think it is morally wrong to write this ship.

It bugs me that Herman and the rest of the cast is encouraging this ship so much. In season 1 Laurits had a crush on Fjor so it kind of made sense to ship them but we also had the information that they are likely half brothers. It seems like the promo videos were supposed to be put out before season 2 was published because the cast has said in several of them that the second season is coming soon. So the videos were supposed to come at a point where it was like 99% sure that they are half brothers. After season 2 it of course has gotten more ambiguous if they actually are, but I don't think that cancels it out.

...

Shit, they found out

Run to the montains and hide it

Hide Wattpad, Tumblr and AO3

(I swear when he started saying this, my internal fanfic writer just screamed unhuman noises)

I won't write fanfic about Ragnarök, I'm scared someone in the cast might read lmao

Gods, why?!

[plantsandbirdsandrocksand-things]

What’s The Colour Of Fury?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24325285

Words: 1708

Summary:  When Magne turned up at the warehouse and told her and Fjor to run, she hadn't thought twice about dragging Fjor to his car and doing exactly that. But now what?

Notes/Warnings: Cursing, ALL the angst, post season one, Fjor x Gry

Gry was shaking. It had started in her hands and no matter how hard she gripped the steering wheel, she couldn’t conceal it. Although Gry wasn’t sure it mattered if she had successfully managed to hide it or not - by how limp Fjor was in the back seat of the car, Gry would be shocked if he even noticed.

Her mind was still whirling at a thousand miles an hour, trying to make sense of what had happened, but she kept coming back to Fjor’s burning orange eyes. Had she hit her head? Had she hallucinated? Fjor wouldn’t really try to kill her, right?

Gry shook her head violently and slammed down hard on the accelerator, gritting her teeth. There was only one place she needed to get to right now - once she was there, she could sort through this.

“Fjor, I’m taking you to a hospital, okay?”

There was a sudden movement behind her, a hiss of pain and then Fjor’s hand was on her arm. The glance she risked towards him revealed his eyes were pleading.

“No,” he groaned, “no hospital. Please - that’s the first place they’ll look.”

“What do you mean? Who’s going to be looking for you?”

“My - ah - my family.”

“What?”

But Fjor had already collapsed back into the seat, eyes glazed over as if even holding himself upright for a few seconds was excruciating.

“Just - there’s a cabin up the mountain - ten minutes drive from here - no one knows about it. We’ll be safe there. Please. ”

Gry swallowed and yanked the steering wheel hard to the left, the sharp u-turn slamming her against the door. What the hell was she doing - Fjor clearly needed the hospital. But the look in his eyes was so desperate and his panic so infectious that Gry herself felt the anxiety setting in. When she’d dragged Fjor over to the car after Vidar had shown up at the warehouse, she didn’t exactly have a game plan - but this seemed as good as any.

She was so lost in thought that she almost missed the person wandering up the path ahead and Gry’s eyes widened as she recognised Laurits’ signature smirk. There was no time to question why he was now blond or rocking a dress as Gry slammed on the breaks, realising too late that she’d forgotten to strap Fjor in. She winced at his bark of pain, but was out of the car and beside Laurits before the car had even finished moving.

“Gry? What-”

“Laurits! Oh my god, you need to get to the warehouse on Adelers Drive - Magne’s there, I think he’s going to get hurt -”

At the mention of his brother, Laurits’ eyes sharpened. He gripped her arm.

“Whoa, whoa, slow down. What’s going on with Magne?”

“I don’t know! I don’t know! He’s there with Vidar - I don’t think Vidar knows what he’s doing - they’re killing each other Laurits!” Gry knew she was babbling, but she couldn’t help herself, “I got Fjor out but he’s in a really bad way. I just - I don’t know what to do!”

Laurits’ eyes flickered over to Fjor who was still limp in the back seat and the last of the smirk drained from his face.

“Shit,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair, “shit. Okay, I-”

BOOM!

With a sound like the very air itself was being cleaved in two, a silver fork of lighting speared out of the thunderclouds that had been amassing overhead. Gry traced its path with her eyes, watching as it slammed down in the lower end of town. Near - oh god - near the warehouse.

And Laurits bolted; running as fast as he could in that dress and those shoes as if his life depended on it. Gry stared after him, taking one shaky breath and then another before climbing back into the car. Something was going on in this town and she didn’t stick around to find out what.

“Okay Fjor, where’s your cabin?”

_____________________

It had taken Gry half an hour to reach the cabin. The road to it was filled with potholes and cracks, and even though Gry had driven it at a snail’s pace, it hadn’t stopped Fjor wincing in pain at every bump. At least he’d become more lucid on the drive up and if she was really honest with herself, Gry had never been more relieved in her life.

And at least she had been so focused on the tense drive there that she hadn't been able to linger on the events of the day. But now they were sitting in the living room, Fjor propped up on the sofa and Gry rigidly perched on the edge of the coffee table, it was all she could do to stop a full on anxiety attack. She gave a shuddering breath and placed her head in her hands. Fjor shifted forward until he could grab her fingers.

“Hey, it’s gonna be okay.”

“No, it’s not Fjor! I don’t know how you’re so calm; you - you almost died!”

He gave a grim smile, “But I’m fine aren’t I? Look, my shoulder isn’t even bleeding.”

Gry abruptly stood, wringing her hands as she paced the room. “And that’s exactly the thing! It should be bleeding! You got hit by a fucking hammer Fjor! And thrown by Magne of all people. But you’re fine - you’ve practically healed in half an hour.” Gry could tell she was spiraling but didn’t care. “What was that in the warehouse? Please - just tell me what’s going on.”

Fjor swallowed. Hard. “I don’t know what to tell you.”

“The truth Fjor. Please.” Gry glanced away as her voice broke on the last word before forcing a laugh, “It can’t be crazier than the day I’ve had.”

And this time it was Fjor who glanced away. There was a long period of quiet that dragged on for so long that Gry was half-convinced he hadn’t heard her before Fjor replied in a near-silent whisper:

“My family was going to kill you.”

“What?” Gry blinked, wondering if she’d heard correctly. Fjor just rubbed his face, still avoiding eye contact.

“I  - they said it was either I could do it or Saxa would.” His eyes darkened. “And believe me, Saxa wouldn’t be quick about it.” Gry paused in her pacing - this had to be a messed up joke right? She let out a laugh but Fjor stayed silent, finally, finally meeting her eyes with a solid stare.

Slamming her hand over her mouth, Gry flinched backwards in horror, wincing as she slammed against the wall.

“Oh my god. Oh my god, you were going to kill me?” Panic tore down her spine as she spoke those dreaded words aloud. Get out, get out, get out. Gry was shaking her head violently now, feeling behind her for a door handle. Fjor sharply stood, still clutching his shoulder -

“Gry, wait!”

“No, no, get away from me!” Damnit where was the door?!  

Taking another step forward, Fjor reached out a hand. “Please, let me explain. Please Gry. I’m not going to hurt you - I’d never do that. Please. ”

And, damning her stupid, useless heart to hell, Gry paused at the pure desperation in his voice.

“Why would your family want to hurt me?” She whispered. The bolt of blinding panic had subsided somewhat, leaving exhaustion in its wake. Fjor just shook his head, collapsing back down.

“Because love makes me weak. Makes me human.”

“You - love me?” Shut up Gry, that’s not what you need to be focusing on right now. “Wait. It makes you… human? What are you talking about?”

“Yeah, I’m a-” He hesitated for a second, before continuing in a rush, “A giant.”

“A Giant.” “You know, those evil Jötunn in the Norse myths - although I guess you can’t really call them myths.”

And despite herself, Gry relaxed, crossing the room to sit next to him. That… actually explained a lot.

“Fjor, did you hit your head when Magne punched you? Are you feeling okay? How many fingers am I holding up?”

“What? No, I know how insane it sounds - just, watch my eyes.”

Gry obliged, watching as Fjor winced and then blinked. The eyes that opened were a harsh, fiery orange and even the breath in her lungs stilled as Gry froze, some primal level of her recognizing that the stare was pure, cold predator.

“Shit,” she gasped, flinching back on instinct as Fjor blinked again and the colour vanished, leaving Gry mute.

“Please say something,” Fjor said after the silence had stretched on so long it had become uncomfortable.

“What do you want me to say Fjor? I just - I don’t know - this is too much. You - you were going to kill me. How do I know you won’t try to do it again?”

“Gry, I swear on my life, I’ll never do that again.”

And despite her best efforts, some part of Gry believed him. Fjor reached out as if to touch her arm, but his fingers hesitated just over the skin and he pulled back, head hanging low.  

“And what if Saxa comes back? Would you attack her?” Gry’s voice was laced with sarcasm, bur Fjor answerd seriously anyway, eyes shadowing further.

“Yes.”

And Gry had nothing to say to that - this time she was the one avoiding eye contact. Her phone buzzed and Gry grabbed it, grateful for the distraction. A string of texts from none other than Laurits glared back up at her.

magnes gonna be okay

and vidar as well i think

wtf happened in the warehouse????

are u ok

is fjor ok

gry pls respond this is so fucked up

gry?????

“Vidar’s okay,” she muttered. Fjor’s face just tightened slightly as she set the phone back down. No, she could deal with Laurits later. “What are we gonna do Fjor?”

“I don’t know.” His voice was so hopeless it almost made Gry’s heart ache. Almost.

She bit the inside of her cheek and stared at him.”We’ll… we’ll figure this out together Fjor. It’ll take a while but… we’ll figure it out.”

Fjor opened his mouth as if he was going to say something, before closing it and choosing to gingerly grasp her hand instead.

And Gry let him.

Leave me a comment to let me know what you think!

[colossalcriminal]

Understood!💚 then my request would be: Fjor and Reader are in love with eachother, but they don't know the other feels the same.

At some point a dude flirts with Reader and Fjor gets jealous and protective, he makes the guy go away and then confesses to Reader? And then possibly a kiss.

Thank you💚💚

Green with Envy - f.j

Pairing: Fjor Jutul x Fem!Reader

Summary: It takes a lot of courage to admit you're in love, but a lot more to admit you're jealous.

Content Warnings: Jealousy, slight possessiveness

Fjor had never experienced the odd feeling bubbling in his chest, his eyes locked on the sight of his best friend, giggling and smiling with some classmate of hers.

The movement of her hand brushing over Erik's bicep wasn't pleasant, if anything, it made the already huffing teenager nearly turn green with envy. Despite his internal rage, he patiently waited for Y/N to finish, his finger tapping away at the restaurant table. He was hungry, and jealous, and dying to get her to sit down and order already.

His annoyance got the best of him when he found that the gleeful interaction wasn't going to end anytime soon. With heavy feet and a clenched jaw, he made his way towards the pair, startling Y/N when he wrapped an arm around her waist. "Hello, Erik." Fjor greeted, a sardonic smile on his lips.

Erik's mood had seemed to glum. "I think it's time to wrap this up, no? I'm sure Y/N is starving, aren't you, Y/N?" He looked at her expectedly.

She pursed her lips, nodding slowly. "I guess so. Erik and I were just talking about-"

"Yes, sounds wonderful, he best be on his way now. Bye, Erik."

With no choice, Erik slowly backed out of the restaurant, daring to send Y/N a sweet smile when she waved at him sympathetically. "What was that about?" She deadpanned, watching Fjor plant himself back onto his chair.

"I'm hungry."

"You scared him off because you're hungry?" She quirked a brow, arms crossed.

The boy shrugged. "You were taking too long."

With a scoff, Y/N refused to sit down. "We were literally talking for two minutes." Her eyes lit up in realization. "Were you... Jealous?"

His reaction was all the confirmation she needed. "What? Of course not, why would I be jealous? That's ridiculous. Haha."

"You were totally jealous."

Fjor stood, their chests inches apart from one another. "I wasn't jealous." He nearly whined.

The girl smirked, knowing this side of him was only present with her, she readjusted his jacket. "It's okay to be jealous, but you really don't have to be."

Their eyes were so intensely gazing into the others, he searched her features for any sign of sarcasm or jest, he found none. "Really, and why not?"

She grinned, glad his confident persona had returned. "Do I really have to say it and risk expanding your ego even more?"

He feigned offense. "I don't have an ego." Y/N giggled, their quips slowly dying down as his smile faded into a thin upturned line. "You're beautiful."

"Thank you."

"And you're in love with me."

Rolling her eyes, she hit his chest. "Way to ruin a moment."

Fjor chuckled, catching her wrist, slowly interlocking their fingers. "Fine, fine. I love you, happy?"

"Very." She responded, looking up at him with half lidded eyes as his head tilted down, soft pillowy lips meeting her own.

The kiss had been surreal. There were no butterflies in their bellies, none, they knew each other. They didn't need butterflies to solidify any feeling for the other, it was romantic enough without the thought of fireworks going on in their minds.

It was perfect.

"Are you going to order, or not?"

[colossalcriminal]

𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐱

here you'll fine the list of characters and fics i've written relating to ragnarok.

Stuck - Fem!Reader Fjor isn't happy when Y/N begins pushing him away, and intends on getting to the bottom of why.

Green With Envy - Fem!Reader It takes a lot of courage to admit you're in love, but a lot more to admit you're jealous.

Ancient History - Fem!Reader Y/N is forced to comprehend the truth about her boyfriend.

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Stuck - f.j

Pairing: Fjor Jutul x Fem!Reader

Summary: Fjor isn't happy when Y/N begins pushing him away, and intends on getting to the bottom of why.

Content warnings: Insecurities. allusions to smut which I can't write at all I just suck and it's super short.

Requested by @huazeleis

After being together for so long, one would think that Y/N would be used to the occasional few days in her and Fjor’s relationship in which they‘d drift apart. Somehow, the cycle continued and all efforts of communication had gone out the window, her spirit following soon after.

Stood at the bathroom sink, a toothbrush balancing between his teeth, she pursed her lips at his reflection in the slightly fogged mirror as she brushed out damp hair.

He was gorgeous in anyone‘s eyes and Y/N’s were not an exception, her gaze trailing up and down his bare torso, over toned arms and prominent collar bones. The thought of his beauty had made her physically sick, compelling her to lean over the toilet within seconds, heaving.

Fjor placed a concerned hand on the small of her back, tense eyebrow loosening when she sat back, no evidence of vomit present. “Don‘t tell me you’re pregnant.” He joked, hoping to alleviate the pressure of the quite atmosphere, his half baked plan failing when all he received was a nod. “Are you okay?”

”I’m fine.” Y/N got up, setting down the forgotten hairbrush on the countertop. “I won't be in tomorrow. I promised Laurits I’d help him.” She spoke, leaving the restricting bathroom, inhaling the seemingly fresh air of the bedroom.

With an arched brow, he followed her out. “Laurits? Help with what?”

”A project.“ She looked up, wincing at the familiar sight. “Please put a shirt on.”

Fjor narrowed his eyes at the new, and unlikely, request. “Why does it matter? We’re going to bed now, I’ve never slept with a shirt on.”

Huffing, she crawled under the duvet. “Because I can’t look at you right now.“ She stated, swiftly switching off her bedside lamp.

With a strong intent, he turned it back on. "Why?"

Y/N ignored her boyfriend, turning it back off and pulling the duvet over her shoulders. She watched his figure retreat with a frown, jumping slightly when she felt the bed dip and a slight tug on the covers. His hand found her waist, no matter how much she shifted under his touch, he hovered over her, back to chest.

She was ever so grateful for the darkness that enveloped them, her glassy eyes almost invisible. "Tell me what's wrong."

"No."

"I didn't ask, sweetheart."

Fjor leaned down, peppering light kisses on her shoulders, gliding up her neck and down to her collar bone, a devilish smirk emerged from his lips when she turned onto her back, allowing him access.

It would be a few hours later when Y/N found herself mulling over her previous thoughts, despite being in the arms of her lover. "Fjor?" She whispered, tapping his chest, earning a hum in response. "Do you love me?"

He popped an eye open, an almost judgemental glare piercing her. "Why are you asking?"

"You didn't answer the question."

"Of course, I love you!"

"Then tell me why!"

He tilted his head in confusion, tone softening. "Why what?"

Shaking her head, Y/N threw on the nearest shirt, rushing to collect her belongings before absentmindedly pointing her shoe at him as she spoke. "Why do you love me? Out of all the girls in Edda, you chose me."

"That's insane! And please, put the shoe down and sit."

She ignored his plea, only putting on the shoe. "For a while I thought, there must be a reason why he's with me. Sometimes we barely talk! And then it hit me, you're only with me because you want to feel human!"

Fjor groaned, covering himself as he placed his hands on her arms, planting her to the one spot. "I'm begging you to let me talk." All the anger that resided on her facial features had dissipated at the sincerity of his voice. "I love you because you're you."

She rolled her eyes, sighing at the ridiculous excuse. "Okay, that wasn't wording it right. Just, listen. Everyday I look at you and I think about how grateful I am to have you, and how you deserve so much better. I will always love you for you, for your beauty, your character, everything. I will always be grateful that you put up with me, that you make me feel loved and care for me."

A small smile bloomed on Y/N's face as she cradled his cheek in her hand. "You're quite good at that, Jutul."

He grinned at her newfound satisfaction. "Good, because it all came from the heart."

She feigned a gasp, pushing his chest away in a teasing manner. "Really?"

Chuckling, he shook his head. "Okay, okay. Come back to bed before I change my mind." The girl bit her lip, looking up at him with a infatuated study, kicking off her shoes as she pulled him down for a kiss.

"I love you."

"I love you, more."

[colossalcriminal]

Good day! Quick quick question you can definitely ignore, without any pressure, can I ask if u have any Fjor works/requests planned in the future? I'm curious and I really enjoy the way you write him! Take care!💚💚

hi!

i do have a fjor request in my inbox, it’s been sitting around for a while and i’m really sorry to the person who requested. i am going to get to writing it, this one just requires a little more research and accuracy so i might have to search through certain episodes and then i get distracted.

overall i’m having a bit of writers block for fjor, but i am hoping to write some stuff for him soon!

send a request :)

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Safe heaven (Fjor Jutul x Reader)

Fandom: Ragnarok

Pairing: Fjor Jutul x Reader

Requested: YES, by anonim (prompt 25)

Warnings: Reader being a little shit, teasing, blood and murder mentioned

About: Reader tries to have as much fun as possible with the new information of Fjor's real nature.

A/N: Welcome everyone! This request made me smile and writing this was even better. I hope you'll enjoy this little fic as much as I do. Enjoy! And don't forget to request!

Giants and Gods were only a myth for you. You believed in them as a child, but with age you saw them as fairytales just like any other person. They were the past.

But now, as a girlfriend of one, you believed in them. You believed in every story you heard as a child. It seemed that everything could be possible now that you knew the truth.

When Fjor showed you who he really is you didn't feel scared. Shocked? Yes. But you could never fear him. You saw him at his worst and he never made you doubt his promise of keeping you safe, so you had no reason to change your point of view.

It came as a surprise to Fjor. He was prepared for the worst option, that you'd leave him and won't look back. But the moment you touched his cheek with your tender touch he felt exhilarated.

You kept on asking questions about his life, about all the myths and legends. You wanted to know everything from his perspective, someone who lived through all of it. And Fjor couldn't be more grateful to have someone who truly loved him, no matter his form.

Soon, you went back to your life as it was. You easily accepted the fact of being with a Jotunn and went back to just enjoying free time with your boyfriend.

"Can you come here?" Fjor asked with his voice muffled by the pillow. He was exhausted and went straight to your bed after work. You let him rest, while doing some work of your own.

"So you could kill me?" You raised your gaze from the papers and kept a natural face to play a bit with him. He looked to you squinting.

"I want to bloody cuddle." Fjor almost growled, already irritated that you weren't by his side. You chuckled walking to the bed.

"No blood involved, please." Your smirk made him roll his eyes. He finally caught up to your teasing. You crawled next to him and immediately he had you wrapped in his arms. "You're going to suffocate me."

"Shhh.." He mumbled closing his eyes and breathing in your scent. You always had this effect on him, just holding you close and feeling your warmth allowed him to relax.

"Are you going to stay the night?" You asked after few seconds. He hummed tiredly, sleep already clouding his senses. "I should text Laurits then, so at least someone will know who they have to look for."

"What are you on about?" Fjor mumbled looking down at you.

"You know, when you slit my throat at night." You tried hiding your smirk, but he still noticed the change.

"You little shit" He hissed before moving his hands over your ribs. You chuckled trying to get away, but he held you close and began tickling your sensitive spots.

"Stop!" You breathlessly shouted through the laughs.

"It's a good way to go don't you think?" Fjor teased going at you again. Your laugh filled the room.

Those moments were the ones you cherished the most, because it allowed Fjor to be just a boy. He could relax and be goofy with you. You hoped to be his safe heaven as long as time would allow.