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mystic-shadows42 · 2 years

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Can u do a smut fic where reader broke up with bjorn bc she found out that he rape a woman in his previous raid. Then the reader start dating another man, they were kissing into a wood but bjorn saw them and decided to kill the man in front of the reader subsequently they have sex just bc she is too afraid of him. He was jealous and possessive. That is very dark and if u do not want to write this I will understand <3

{Requested} Evil Deeds

A/N: This is a dark one so readers beware. Not edited.

Warnings: Violence, Language, Nonconsensual sex, trigger words, trigger events

Word Count: 2,166

“He’s there again,” Astrid spoke amused as she smiled and kept on walking. She was referencing to Björn who hadn’t accepted the fact that you both weren’t an item anymore.

He didn’t see what the issue was, no one did.

There was a part of you that was frustrated with just about everyone. You broke things off with Björn because word had spread that the men took over a small market in Spain and raped the women who were looking for refuge.

That was the one thing you couldn’t stomach, men taking advantage of women. You’ve never hidden your displeasure of the despicable act. Björn was well aware but he didn’t care. He did what he wanted and got just about everything without repercussions. No living being dared to challenge him.

Lagertha was no help, of course, all due to the fact that it involved her son. She had spoken to you saying ‘it’s the way of men’ but you couldn’t accept that. That wasn’t good enough.

You took a deep breath knowing you had to pass by Björn in order to get where you needed to. Each step you took closer made your heart feel heavy.

“Who’s that man?” Björn asked lifting his chin while his hard-set eyes never strayed from Erik, the man who you had been seeing. He was a gentle soul who had repaired your broken heart. He was patient, kind, and let you grieve the old love you had with Björn.

“A trader.”

You wanted to give nothing away. Björn didn’t deserve to know what goes on in your life anymore. He lost that privilege when he took advantage of those helpless women. That was only one on the list of acts he’s done. He was toxic, violent, and possessive.

It took him doing an evil deed just to see what kind of person he was. He didn’t care that you loved him, he would cheat on you just as soon as he traveled. He killed people just for the fun of it. He spent coin on women, raided, and was absent all throughout your relationship not caring that you dreamed of creating a fresh start with him rather than staying in the darkness that Kattegat was.

You tried walking past Björn but of course, he made it difficult when he held onto your arm swinging you around to face him.

“That’s not what I meant.” You tried pulling your arm free but to no avail.

“Nothing you need to worry about.”

He squinted his eyes at you trying to read your face. You thought back on the day you told him you were through with all of it. He didn’t want to accept it just like he was doing now.

“Oh, but I am worried about it.” He planted himself right in front of you. Leaning in close.

“I’m not your problem anymore. What I do is my business, not yours.”

You pulled your arm away from him shaking your head. He needed to move on just like you had. He was holding onto the past where he had broken your trust and heart.

Björn‘s ego was hurt, that’s all it was. He was embarrassed to see that the one woman that’d do just about anything for him had left him for a trader. He was the talk of the town. Björn‘s woman left the most renowned warrior for a trader. It was a joke to him. Now that you were gone, he wanted you now more than ever.

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Meeting Erik was a blessing in disguise. He was everything Björn wasn’t. He put your every need first above himself. These secret meet-ups were always the best part of your day.

Staying out of sight and having it just be him and you was bliss.

You were in the middle of kissing Erik when a looming shadow appeared behind him. Erik being completely unaware didn’t take notice of your wandering attention being diverted elsewhere and began peppering kisses down your neck.

As soon as you looked past Erik to see more clearly, you saw a figure sneaking up from behind. Your eyes began to widen once you recognized the familiar silhouette appearing more clearly. Your heart began to race immediately knowing that nothing good was to come of this.

There was no one around and Erik had his back turned. You pulled Erik closer trying in some way to protect him and create some distance between him and Björn, but he took that as a sign of continuing to untie the knot of your dress.

Your scared-filled eyes never strayed from Björn’s as he snuck up faster almost running now. It was frightening looking at the weapon he carried along with those hate-filled eyes.

“Erik!” You screeched.

He finally took notice of your expression and turned around to see an angry Björn coming at a quick pace. He had weapons in hand, looking determined more than ever.

“You have to run Erik,” you spoke as you pushed him away to start leaving but he didn’t. He stayed put, eyes transfixed on the warrior dead set on him.

You pushed and begged Erik once more hoping to snap him out of his reverie but he simply turned to look at you.

“I’m not going to run.” Your breathing escalated. Your palms started to sweat and your heart was beating so fast you thought it’d stop suddenly, “I can’t leave you with him like this.”

He took hold of your hand and squeezed it in reassurance. Here he was standing his ground, a trader by birth, going to stay by your side because Björn posed a threat to you.

Time seemed to stand still. It was too late to run now. Björn was here.

He was breathing heavily, not in fatigue but in anticipation. The adrenaline was pumping through him making him pace looking between you and Erik while twisting his weapon.

Björn said nothing as he pulled out a second weapon and tossed it on the ground in front of Erik. He was challenging him to a fight trying to give him a chance.

Erik was no fighter. He was a trader who roamed the lands. He wasn’t used to this type of life, one of violence. You doubt he ever had to pick up a sword before. Erik let your hand go and you wished he hadn’t.

Erik hesitated at first then gripped the hilt of the sword, faltering as he tried adjusting to the weight of it in his hands.

Björn scoffed then looked at you incredulously after looking at Erik up and down. “This is what you left me for!” His nostrils flared in anger.

Björn took a step forward but you stepped in his path hoping to someway deter him. To try and convince him that violence wasn’t the answer. To just let you go.

“Stop it Björn! He didn’t do anything to you. Just leave him be.” You had your hand placed on Björn’s chest hoping to knock some sense into him. All he did was follow where you touched him until he was looking into your eyes again.

“He took everything away from me!” He stated through clenched teeth.

He pushed you aside and started towards Erik who swung first having seen what he had just done to you. Their swords clashed making sparks fly. Erik swung again but Björn quickly evaded and then tripped Erik. Once he landed with a thud Björn gestured for him to stand and try swinging at him again.

The air changed. It was harder to breathe. Erik looked over to where you were and mustered up a smile. He then took a deep breath and re-gripped his sword.

He mustered up the courage to swing at him again though Björn was quick to disarm Erik, twisting his arm to turn him. He swung his ax in his left hand onto Erik’s shoulder. Then while Erik screamed while looking at his wound Björn swung the sword in his right hand to silence him completely.

The blood splattered on your white dress. Your hands remained raised, shaking uncontrollably.

Erik had just smiled at you.

He got wounded.

He screamed.

He was silent.

Blood...so much blood.

Taking in the state of what you just witnessed you didn’t realize that Björn had now turned his attention to you. He lifted up your chin with his blood-soaked hands and smeared it across your cheeks as he brushed away your tears.

You tried turning away but every time you did he’d grunt and make you face him. You went ballistic hitting him wherever you could until he gripped your chin harshly. That’s when you stilled completely. His expression was different now. His nostrils were flared and his chest was heaving. He was running high off of adrenaline just like he always does after a kill. He always got worked up after dealing in violence.

You knew what he wanted. You closed your eyes as he bent to give you love bites down your neck. You didn’t want him touching you.

“Björn,” you spoke then gasped when he grasped the top of your dress and tore it down the middle.

He pushed the dress away and laid you down on the grass below. He grabbed your legs and spread them. Your mind was reeling from all that was happening. It was too much. It was all overwhelming. Björn lowered his breeches and licked his hand obscenely before lowering it between your legs.

You held your breath not wanting to be here. Not wanting to have to go through this. Turning your head away from him had helped ease the pain of seeing what Björn was about to do.

You looked across seeing Erik’s body lying there not too far off. His eyes were still open and stared lifelessly into nothing.

He wasn’t cut out for this life. A tear ran down your cheek thinking of the man who had stolen your heart. He was sweet, kind, and had so much to live for. All for it to be ripped away in the most brutal way. Your heart ached. You felt guilty for this being his fate.

It was no one’s fault but your own. You knew of Björn’s temper but still, you pursued the relationship with Erik.

Björn tuned your attention away to only face him. He stared at you in lust. Not a hint of remorse was in his eyes.

This was the man you once loved about to do the worst thing imaginable. There was no love in those dark eyes of his, only victory. A victory that he claimed his ‘possession’ back once more.

A warm body. That’s all you were to him at this moment.

He interlaced his fingers in yours, gripping tightly as he prepared to invade your body.

Looking up into those blue eyes that you once loved made the tears fall faster.

How could he do this? How can anyone do this?

You tried to harden your heart and shut down all of your emotions. If you were to survive, you needed to be a shell of yourself to be able to handle what he was going to do.

He didn’t hesitate to line himself up and fill you completely in one stroke.

You grunted, not at all prepared no matter how much you tried to.

This was something you used to love. The quick roughness that he provided when he made love to you but this was far from it.

This wasn’t love.

His body rocked into yours driving your body to drag across the dirt-covered ground. Your skin now feeling what your body felt: pain, dirty, damaged.

You closed your eyes pretending you were somewhere else, anywhere but here. You thought of the ocean. The flow of the water. The beautiful blue water. The curious inhabitants that lived beyond the eye can see. Erik. The beautiful soul that Erik was that made you believe that there can truly be good in the world.

You squeezed your eyes tighter feeling your body tense every time Björn quickened his pace. His grunts became louder and his pace quickened.

You forced yourself to open your eyes. You needed to look at him. Look at the man that was doing this. As soon as you found the courage to look, Björn had his eyes closed in ecstasy as his pace began to falter.

Anger began to build inside.

You hated him.

YOU HATED HIM!

Your throat burned so badly that you wanted to scream at him.

You dug your nails into his skin as he still had his fingers interlaced with yours. You wanted to draw blood and make him hurt. He can’t get away with this. He won’t. You’ll be sure of it.

He was unknowingly making you a cold-blooded monster.

That’s when you made a pact with yourself. You would see that Björn Ironside dies a slow torturous death and the last face he’ll see will be yours.

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