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Tall tale: Ivar x Reader One-Shot

Endless Love: Modern Ivar x Reader One-Shot

The Olive Branch: Modern Ivar x Reader One-Shot

Falling Together (Complete): Ivar x Reader In which Ivar and reader are wed for an alliance. Part 1/ Part 2/ Part 3/ Part 4

Contending the Flame (In Progress): Ivar x Nun!Reader Part 1/ Part 2/ Part 3/ Part 4/ Part 5/ Part 6/ Part 7/ Part 8/ Part 9/ Part 10/ Part 11/ Part 12

Chase the Sun: Modern Floki x Reader

Saturated: (One-shot) Ivar x Reader Ivar thinks he’s found a daughter of the goddess Ràn

Will continue to update frequently!

Angela Tellier, Willie’s Adventure.

Send a symbol for my muse’s reaction to your muse:

❅ = wanting to build a snowman

✾ = bringing them a dozen roses

✛ = telling them they want kids

✎ = leaving a note

♛ = tucking them in bed

♠ = asking them for a loan

♘ = telling them a secret

✉ = texting them at 4 a.m.

♬ = whistling off-key very loudly

☆ = pointing out a shooting star

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Broken •Ivar The Boneless Modern AU•

WARNINGS: angst, Mentions of suicide attempts, mental illnesses, abandonment, psych wards, semi happy ending on this one boys. Sorry. I had to do it to ya! I love torturing myself and you guys!

She was 8 when her father married Aslaug. It hadn't been easy for her to get used to the combined household. And Ivar didn't make it any easier on her. Her other step brothers were nice and comforting to her, even Sigurd. But not Ivar. He was mean and went out of his way to make her existence miserable. But he wasn't the catalyst or even the reason for why she did what she did when she was 16. No one knew the answer to that question still. And it had been years. But Ivar remembered it as if it was yesterday. Because he'd been the one the find her. And that image was something he'd never get out of his mind. He would live with that trauma forever.

Ivar pushed the front door open already annoyed as he could hear the metal music thumping from outside. And it assaulted his ears as he entered and slammed the door behind him. It was turned onto max volume and he couldn't even hear himself think. "ZORA!" He screamed enraged. But it didn't carry over the music. She had skipped school that morning. And he'd known because Aslaug had been informed by the school. He was a senior whilst she was a sophomore and so he'd been excused per Aslaugs request so he could go home and ensure everything was alright because Zora wasn't answering her phone or the home phone. And Aslaug was worried. He resented Zora. She was always pulling some dumb shit and worrying his mother or upsetting her and he was done with her shit. This was the last straw. Now it was interfering with his own life and he refused to let it continue. He stormed up the stairs, albeit slowly since his braces limited his leg movement and his legs were rather weak. But he reached the landing and stormed into her bedroom, shutting off the music and growling when she wasn't present. He banged on her bathroom door. "ZORA! you better fucking get your shit together! You hear me?! I'm tired of your bullshit! And it's starting to fuck up my life!" But there was no answer. And that only enraged him more. He gripped the handle and tried to turn it only to discover it to be locked. "Stop being a bitch and open the fucking door Zora! I'm tired of you! You hear me?!" But more silence followed and his anger began to receed and worry replaced it. "Zora?! Open the fucking door!" He banged one more time. No answer. He took a deep breath and began slamming his shoulder into the door. It finally splintered and gave way. He stumbled in and immediately his breath left him as his stomach began to turn. There she laid on the floor in a heap, empty pill bottles scattered around her along with one of her father's expensive bottles of Whiskey almost emptied as well. "Zora!" He stumbled towards her, ignoring the pain in his legs as he heaved her limp body up and against his chest. "Hey! Hey! Zora!" He slapped her cheek but she still gave no answer. "Fuck!" He yelled and dragged her to the shower, falling back into the tub with her against his front. He turned the knobs of the shower, freezing water cascading from the shower head and drenching the both of them. He dug into his pocket and pulled out his phone, thankful for the waterproof case on it and dialed 911.

Ubbe rushed up to the front of the house where Ivar paced by the front door, soaked with water as the paramedics worked on Zora upstairs where he'd left them. "What the hell happened?!" Ubbe asked worried. "I dont know. Mom called the school and asked me to leave to check on her since she'd never went this morning. I came home and she had her music turned all the way up and the bathroom was locked. She wasn't answering so I forced the door open and she was just laying there on the floor surrounded by pill bottles and a whisky bottle. She wouldn't wake up." His voice broke amd tears swam in his eyes as he recounted what he found to Ubbe. His brother pulled him into a hug and held him tight. "Its gonna be ok Ivar." He only sobbed quietly into his brother. Ubbe didn't let go. Not when the paramedics wheeled Zora down the stairs on the stretcher or when they slammed the doors to the ambulance shut and sped off with her to the hospital.

Aslaug had been beside herself with worry and grief. No one knew why Zora did what she did. And it was a shock to everyone. Zora had always been happy and sarcastic. Never once did she elude to being unhappy or even in pain. Her father had made the hard decision to send Zora to an outpatient program for treatment. He loved her with all he had in him and he couldn't bare a repeat of the recent events. She'd been gone from the home for 8 months before coming home again. And she truly seemed better. She seemed sorry for what she'd tried to do. And made the effort to get better and stay better. Going to therapy. Taking her medications and following the rules given to her in order to stay at home. Which were no sharp things, no unattended medications or alcohol, and monitored constantly. And Ivar even made the attempt to befriend her. His attitude towards her was better. He was gentle and nice and made it clear that if she ever needed to talk he was there. No matter what. They became closer. Even inseparable.

Maybe that's why it hurt so much when Freydis came along a couple years later into her adulthood and he abandoned her. But she kept her head up and continued on her path to betterment. Until one night when she spiraled and all that pain in her chest was too overwhelming. She had tried to call Ivar multiple times as she sobbed and tried to resist the dark thoughts that invaded her mind and took over. It had been her last ditch effort to stop herself and get help. To cry out that she was no ok and that she was scared of what she was going to do if left alone with her thoughts. But he'd ignored every. Single. One. He was annoyed by her calls and finally ended up turning off his phone completely when it was clear she wouldn't stop calling. He had been with Freydis on a date and he wanted no distractions. He would call her back later. He would regret that decision deeply once he'd turned his phone back on to dozens of texts and calls from his mother and brothers.

"Ivar!" His brothers frantic voice met his ears after picking up on the second ring. His heart dropped into his stomach immediately. Bjorn was never this worried or scared. "What? What happened?" He asked quietly. Almost frightened of the answer. "Its Zora! She tried to kill herself again!" He said urgently. "What?" He whispered. And suddenly he thought back to all those calls he'd ignored earlier and guilt set heavily in his chest. He suddenly felt dizzy and had to grip the chair infront of him before rounding it and falling into it. He rubbed a hand down his face roughly. "H-how is she?" He asked. "We don't know. They won't let us back with her. They said that given her history she will most likely be sent to another program again." He sighed through the phone. Ivar couldn't get over the guilt. "I-i did this." He said upset. "How ivar? Did you force her to swallow those pills?" "No. But I ignored her. She tried to call. Several times. I ignored them. I was annoyed because I was on a date with Freydis. I should've answered. I should've known something was wrong. She never calls.." there was silence on the other end and he closed his eyes as tears escaped. "No ivar. It's not your fault. She made her choices." Bjorn finally replied. "I gotta go. She's at kattegat General if you want to come. If not, that's OK too. Get some rest ok? It's not your fault." And then the line went dead. There was silence for a few minutes before ivar let out a roar of rage and began to destroy his apartment.

When she'd gotten back from the program ivar forced her to move in with him. She said she didn't want to be a burden to anyone but he called bullshit and said she clearly couldn't be trusted on her own. And she had gone silent and allowed him to began packing her things. And it had worked out for the both of them. He monitored her and she was getting better. She kept mostly to herself in her room and he was fine with that. He had always known she was introverted. And it worked for the best when Freydis would come over. But things went south quickly when he'd found out Freydis was cheating on him. And when he'd asked her why she'd said that his relationship with Zora as a caretaker was too much for her. That he gave her too much attention as if she would break at any second. He had quickly told her to get out. To delete his shit and never contact him again. And she had done so without any argument. His love for her had grown to hatred the moment she'd tried to blame her actions on Zora. He was devastated at first. Freydis had been what he'd considered to be his first true love. And Zora was right by his side through his mourning. She didn't judge him or say anything. Just sat quietly and let him rant to her or watched TV with him. She didn't tell him that she'd heard everything that night. She didn't tell him that she knew she was the reason for his break up. And she didn't tell him about the guilt she harbored because of it. And that was only strike one for her. Strike two had been in the form of Katia. She was nice, she looked exactly like Freydis, she made him happy for the first time since Freydis. Zora made it a habit to make herself scarce whenever Katia was around, not wanting a repeat of the Freydis situation. And it worked. But Katia and Ivar broke up a short time later, both citing that they just didn't see it going anywhere. And whilst Katia had said that that was the reason, she had also mentioned Zora. Said that it was awkward to return to his apartment for private time knowing his sister was across the hall in her room where she rarely left. And Zora began to feel an even bigger ball of guilt form. This was the second of Ivars relationships she'd indirectly ruined. She had told him the next week that she was moving out. And whilst he tried to protest and argue, she refused to budge and he let her go. He shouldn't have let her go. He would do anything in his power to take it back. To force her to stay. Gods. He would. Because strike three had been when her father and Aslaug had been killed in an accident. It was sudden. And it was no one's fault. The two of them had been driving home in a storm and the car slid off the road and flipped after hitting a particular wet patch and sliding suddenly without warning. They both had been killed instantly. Everyone had been devastated. But not Zora. Or so it seemed. But he knew better. He knew she put up walls and pretended. He had tried his hardest to stay close to her. He called her every night to check on her and make sure she was OK. Especially after the funerals. And she put on a good show. Even he was finding himself falling for it at times. And he really should've known something was wrong that night when she didn't answer immediately like she always did. He always called at the same time. There was no excuse. But he let himself believe she was just busy.

She pushed the car harder, faster as it rounded the bend. Ivar had called. She ignored it initially as she gulped down the alcohol that she'd been drinking as she pushed her foot down on the gas, listening to the metal music blaring through the speakers of the sports car. But she faltered and sighed, pressing the callback button. He answered on the first ring. "Hey! You ok? You usually answer." She smiled sadly as tears slipped down her cheeks. "Yeah. Yeah. Sorry. I was in the other room for a minute and missed it. Times been fast today." She said dejected. Silence and then. "Zora? Are you OK? Be honest with me. You sound.." she laughed sadly. "Yeah ivar. I'm ok. More than OK. Hey. I want you to promise me something ok?" He frowned. She wasn't making any sense. And he was growing worried. "Yes. Anything." "Ok. Promise me you won't be mad ok? You'll be ok. You won't be sad all your life ok? Promise." Ivar could hear his heartbeat rushing in his ears. "Zora. Where are you? Don't do anything stupid. I'll come get you! Please just whatever you're doing or thinking of doing, don't!" "I love you Ivar." She whispered before hanging up. He slammed his fist into the counter "FUCK!" He dialed Ubbe and quickly let him know what was going on before grabbing his keys and rushing from his apartment and to hers. But it was empty. And her car keys were gone. And he felt the cold feeling of dread settle in. And he knew this time she wasn't coming home. And she knew it to as she jerked the wheel on the next turn forcing the car through the guard rail and off the cliff, into the freezing waters below.

He was the last one standing at the grave site. He clenched the rose in his fist and glared at the shiny headstone. "I know I promised. But I am utterly Enraged with you right now Zora. How could you do this to us? To me? We lost Ma and now you? How many people have to suffer just because you were hurting? You could've said something to me! I would've done whatever I needed to! You knew that!" His voice broke and tears dripped down his cheeks. "I hate you Zora! I hate you!" He sobbed quietly. His emotions taking over. He threw the rose down and stormed off just as the rain broke the sky.

"Careful Igor! Wait for me!" Ivar called out to his son who ran ahead of him and fell down infront of the headstone. "Hello Aunty Zora! Happy birthday! I brought you a flower I picked from the backyard!" The boy said happily and set it carefully down on the headstone. "Igor. You must be more careful. What if you'd have fallen and hurt yourself?" Ivar scolded. "Sorry! I just wanted to get to Aunty Zora faster! To show her my surprise!" He pouted. Ivar sighed and relented. "Ok. Just be more careful ok? I don't think she'd want you to hurt yourself over her." Igor nodded happily. "Ill be right back I forgot MY flower in the car. Dont move." He turned and walked back the way they came. "Man. Tell him he should wrap you in bubble wrap then eh?" Igor's eyes lit up at the woman sitting infront of him. "Aunty Zora!" He breathed. The woman smiled back at him. "Hello little moon. How have you both been?" "We've been ok aunty Zora. But dad's been seeing this new woman. Ingrid. She's really nice. And she likes me. So dad says she's a keeper. But he's also really wary that she'll end up leaving." "Mmm. Tell your dad to lighten up. Not every woman is like Freydis hmm? If she likes you and hasn't run yet. That's a good sign. I have to go soon little moon." She sighed. "So soon? You just got here. He frowned. "Unfortunately I don't have the energy to keep this up. And I only get special privileges on my birthday. You know this. Tell your dad I love him ok? And I love you too. I'll see you next time little moon!" "I love you too aunty Zora!" He watched her disappear. "Who were you talking to?" Ivar said as he carefully kneeled next to Igor. "Aunty Zora said she loves you and that you should give Ingrid a chance." Ivar snapped his head to Igor and felt as if the breath was knocked out of him suddenly. "Z-zora was...?" Tears welled in his eyes as he looked back at the headstone. "She comes sometimes. Only on her birthday. She says the gods give her special privileges only on her birthday. So she uses them to visit us." He said happily and Ivar closed his eyes, tears dripping down his cheeks. "She also said that you might as well wrap me in bubble wrap at this point." He let out a laugh at that. "Yeah. That's something she'd definitely say." He said sadly. "Don't cry daddy. She wouldn't want that. She's always watching. She said grandma and grandpa are as well but they don't visit because you're at peace with them being gone." He frowned. It was true. He had gotten over his mother and fathers deaths. But Zoras was the hardest. He always felt that guilt deep within him that said he could've done something. Igor patted his back. "Its not your fault. She said so." He collapsed at that, sobbing so violently at the relief that flooded him. The weight that lifted off him was immense. It wasnt his fault. There was nothing he could do. She'd said so. Igor only consoled his father until he'd calmed. "Come Igor. We will come back next week. I think we both need to talk about your....abilities hmm?" He asked with a watery smile, placing the rose on the headstone and using it to stand up. Igor beamed as he got up too. "You mean the ghosts?" "There are more?!" He asked surprised as they made their way back to the car. "Mmhmm. There's an old man over there! He's playing with his dog! The dogs name is Sammy! And he loves his favorite ball!" Ivar groaned. "Ghost dog with a favorite ball. Lovely." Igor giggled.

Hmm. Send which Tom Hardy character you'd like an imagine for with one of these. Id like to try this out 🤔

Send a symbol for my muse’s reaction to your muse:

❅ = wanting to build a snowman

✾ = bringing them a dozen roses

✛ = telling them they want kids

✎ = leaving a note

♛ = tucking them in bed

♠ = asking them for a loan

♘ = telling them a secret

✉ = texting them at 4 a.m.

♬ = whistling off-key very loudly

☆ = pointing out a shooting star

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Honestly be pretentious as fuck about the stuff you create. Do a press release for your fanfic updates. Do a Q&A about your webcomic. Make fake merch designs for your OCs. Commission "official" book covers. Very few of us will ever get to a stage where something we've created Makes It Big but even if you have an audience of 5 people plus a shoelace fucking indulge yourself and pretend!! It's the only way to live!!

Kick/Ass 2

The Motherfucker: I'm so sorry!

shark: it's too late to apologizeeee, it's too laaate