#marco ilsø fanfiction

[literaryuppsala]

I know heaven’s a thing (I go there when you touch me, honey)

Title: Another Taylor Swift song, this one is False God.

Pairing: Hvitserk x Fem!Reader

Summary: Where Hvitserk is a cop and you're the witness he has to protect for a night.

Words: 3.9k

Warnings: Smut, +18.

A/N: I deleted my other account (stylinsonliving) and all my works will be reposted here, any doubt send me an ask. I'm on some Hvitserk moment in my life, blame It on me rewatching the show. My asks are always open: you can request a filthy smut, a relationship advice and my political opinion, I’ll answer to all of it. Feedback is always welcome and my mistakes are always mine.

Sitting in the back of the car, you hugged yourself tightly, rubbing your hands on your arms trying to get warm. The detective driving was a silent one, the soft voice coming from the radio was the only sound inside the car, along with his heavy breathing and your occasionals sighs. To be the witness of a crime wasn’t in your plans, probably wasn't in anobody’s plans, but definitely not in yours. 

That morning started very ordinary for you, you woke up, fed your cat, changed your clothes and went to work. At night, you and a few friends decided to go out for a drink and everything was pretty normal before you went out for a smoke, and just like that your life turned upside down. A black limo parked in front of the club, you imagined some rich guys were arriving, but as the two guys left the car, a motorcycle parked right in front of them, shooting the two men straight on their heads. Their bodies fell on the ground and you immediately hid behind the side wall, into the dark alley. 

But you were too curious to just leave It there, so you peaked, quickly enough to see one of the guys drop from the motorcycle and remove his helmet. You saw his face clearly, illuminated by the neon lights on the club sign. The man approached the bodies and shot them again, several times before coming back to the motorcycle and quickly leaving. 

You were still trying to process when the man turned his head and looked over his shoulders, his dark eyes met yours and widened, surprised to see you there. Just then you knew your time has come, he would come back to kill you but something inside your head started buzzing loud and you ran into the club, screaming under the music to try and catch everybody’s attention, which worked and just like that, everyone was outside the club seeing the two dead bodies, someone called the police, and you vanished between the crowd of onlookers. 

After you talked to the police, you learned the two dead guys were the sons of a mob boss and the killers were from a rival mafia, that was a reckoning. But they were more interested on the killer, the man whose face was now carved in the back of your mind was the link they needed for another investigation, they didn’t tell you much, just that this was big and he was dangerous, you needed protection, needed to stay out of his radar until they had enough to start his trial, enough to put him out of the streets and for that you needed to take the stand and tell what you saw. That’s what brought you here, inside this car, you were now a witness of a crime and a target for a future one. 

You are now leaving New York. 

You watched the sign getting behind you like a symbol of your old life, at least for a few months. As you raised your eyes you caught the police officer looking at you through the rearview mirror, his intense gaze made your body shiver and you looked away.  

“I’m sorry.” He finally spoke to you. 

“About what?” You asked with a frown.

“This whole thing.” He answered. “Your cat.”

“It’s not your fault.” You shrugged. “You could’ve let me bring her though.”

“Not until we find you a new house. We’re staying in these motels until the program can get you another identity. We can’t keep a cat in a motel.”

“I know, I was just kidding.” You answered shyly. 

He parked outside the cheapest motel you ever saw, the vacancy sign flashed poorly while the one with the name was off.

“By the way my name is Hvitserk.” He told you while leaving the car and opening the back door for you. 

“Better late than never.” You joked as you did the same and he smiled timidly. 

“Let’s check in, you must be tired.” 

You nodded and followed him inside. The guy behind the counter wasn’t the nicest one, looking at you both suspiciously until Hvitserk showed his badge and his face immediately changed to a fake smile, his theatrical sympathy would be funny If It wasn’t scary. He handled one key and pointed the way. 3B. You walked side by side in silence until he opened the door for you to enter, you sighed when you saw a king sized bed and looked at him. 

“I’ll talk to him about another room, wait here.” He answered and quickly left. 

From where you were you could see him talking with the man and for a moment he looked over his shoulders, his eyes meeting yours and sending goosebumps all over your body just like It happened in the car. He quickly turned again and stayed for a moment, before walking over to you one more time.

 “I’m sorry, they only have this room left.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “But I won’t be sleeping tonight anyway, I can keep the armchair.”

You nodded. 

“I’ll find something for us to eat. Stay here and don’t open this door unless it’s for me.”

He left you by yourself and you used the time to change into something more comfortable, took a quick shower and slipped into your pink sweats and a tank top, by the time he came back, you were already on the bed, searching through the channels on TV. 

“Hope you like doritos cause we don’t have any other options.”

“It’s ok.” 

You smiled sitting on the edge of the bed while he handed you the snack and a can of coke, not very healthy you thought to yourself. He sat on the chair on the side of the bed and started eating the same thing. 

“Soooo… You always wanted to be a cop?” You asked after long minutes of silence. 

“It’s a family thing.” He smirked. 

“Like, your dad is a cop, your mom is a cop, your brother is a cop…”

“My dad, my four brothers, my mother is a saint.” 

“And you’re not a saint…?” 

“I've got my share of sins.”

He was handsome, you got to give him that. Especially all worried about you, looking outside through the window, peaking through the sheer curtains. No, that’s his job. You told that to yourself while thinking about his beautiful eyes, what color was that? Partly green, partly gray, sometimes hazel depending on the light. His hair was long, all tied up on a messy bun. His badge was on the table, so was his gun and his cellphone was on his hands because he would constantly check on something. 

“You’re making me nervous.” You mumbled. 

“You should get some sleep.” 

“I’m trying but you’re all worked up looking out and checking on your phone, you’re making me nervous.” You repeated. 

“Sorry to bother your highness while I’m trying to keep you alive.” 

“Well i accept your apologies. Can you stop now?” 

“No, I can’t, you’re still with a target on your head, nothing changed since we got here.”

“You’re slightly annoying.” 

“Yeah. I can live with that.” 

You did fall asleep after all but couldn’t rest properly, not with all nightmares. Eventually you woke up, eyes trained on the ceiling before you turned to the side to find Hvitserk staring back at you. 

“You’re not a very good sleeper.” 

“I was before the violence.” You sighed. “And I miss my cat cuddling me. She warms my feet.” 

“You have cold feet?”

“No. But I like the fluffiness.” You laid on your back and stared at the ceiling again. “What’s gonna happen?”

“We’ll keep you safe ‘til the trial.”

“What If he walks free?”

“He won’t.”

“You don’t know that, Hvitserk.” 

He opened his mouth to say something but loud knocks on the door startled you both. He immediately took his gun. 

“Get up.” He ordered. “Stay behind me.”

You quickly obeyed, pawing at his shirt as you leaned against his body for protection. 

The knocks restarted, louder and stronger this time. You looked at the bathroom door and remembered a window, you clutched at his shirt to catch his attention and pointed at the door, at first he frowned, but understood eventually. As you both walked slowly to the bathroom, the door was broken into by two men who started shooting. You screamed in panic while grabbing Hvitserk’s shirt and pulling him into the bathroom with you, quickly closing the door. 

“Gogogogogogo…” He gasped while pushing you towards the window, making you jump out and following you close behind.

Both of you started running towards the car and quickly entered. He drove fast out of the motel but was followed by another car. Your heart hammered inside your chest and a loud ringing in your ears made It very hard for you to think. You kept looking back, eyes widened while you held for dear life onto the door. Eventually, Hvitserk was able to mislead the people following you and after a few minutes driving he stopped at the roadside and looked at you. 

“You ok?” He asked, a little unsure, but you didn’t answer. “Hey, are you ok?” He insisted but you weren’t listening, you couldn’t breathe properly, your heart was beating so fast you could feel it in your chest, the ringing in your ears were louder than before. “Hey, look at me.” He asked, raising his hand to touch your shoulder, which you quickly repelled. 

Hvitserk jumped out of the car and turned around to your side, opening your door and pulling you out. You were fast to repel him one more time.

“Calm down, you’re safe now.” He said carefully, slowly, but you were more worried with his hands on your shoulders. 

“Get off me!” You said finally, but he didn’t move. “GET OFF ME!” You repeated. 

“Calm. Down. It’s me. You’re safe.” He said It again.

“DON’T TOUCH ME!” You screamed, slapping his chest with all your strength until he pulled you into a tight hug. 

“It’s ok. It’s ok.” He murmured while trying to calm you down. He shushed you, rubbing your back. 

At first you tried to push him away but ended up wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing your face against his chest, you broke down in tears. He kept murmuring to you, rubbing your back and your hair, pressing you inside his arms: you’re ok, you’re ok now, it’s ok. You don’t know how long you stayed in that hug, but It calmed you down and eventually you stopped crying, once you stepped away from his body he held your face with both of his hans, checking on you in silence. 

“Thank you.” You whispered letting him clean up your wet cheeks. 

“Don’t worry.” He finally released you from his arms and stepped back. “We have to go find another place to stay and I have to call my boss, can you stay calm? Can you do that for me?” He asked calmly and you nodded. “Come.” He offered you his hand and led you back to the car, turned around and took the driver’s seat, taking his phone in his pocket. He dialed quickly and put It on his ear. He had a frown on his face and pressed the steering wheel with his free hand, so hard his knuckles became white. “We’ve been exposed.” He growled after a few minutes. “I don’t know, they found us. We need to put her in another location now.” 

You tried to focus on something else, not on the conversation going on by your side, but you weren’t able to ignore it, so you kept listening while Hvitserk had some sort of a fight with someone through the phone. The fight was about you, about keeping you somewhere safe and he wasn’t very patient. 

“Fine, I’ll take her to another motel, but you do your fucking job faster, I can’t stay with her forever.” He hung up and started the car. “Let’s go.” 

“I left my things at the other motel.” You mumbled. 

“Well, you’ll have to buy new ones, we can’t go back.”

“Can’t you have someone take It for you?”

“No. Sorry.” He answered crudely, you hugged yourself and sank into the passenger seat.

Hvitserk drove for hours, like he wanted to be as far as possible. You stopped counting the minutes of silence between you two and let the tiredness win, your eyes felt heavy and eventually you fell asleep. Next thing you know you’re being taken from the car, It startled you and you wobble, making him put you on the ground. 

“I didn’t want to wake you up.” He told you shyly and you nodded. 

“I got scared.” 

The motel was a little better than the other and the guy behind the counter was nicer, he smiled at you both and Hvitserk showed him his badge.

“We need two bedrooms. Next to each other, please.” 

“Oh… Wow… I thought… Never mind.” He babbled shyly, typing on his computer. “I’m gonna need some ID, please.” 

While Hvitserk checked in, you looked around, scared about the few people walking around you, scared they might do something to you, hurt you somehow. You leaned against him and wrapped your hands around his arm, unconsciously seeking his comfort and protection. He looked at you before taking the keys the guy was offering. 

“Come, you need to rest.” He grabbed your hands and led you to the elevator, you just automatically followed behind. Your hands remained firmly holding his arm. As soon as you reached your floor he took you to your door and helped you open It. “Lock yourself inside, don’t open It unless it’s for me.” 

You finally noticed your hands and pulled away, shyly. 

“Thank you.” You quickly entered, locking yourself and leaning against the door. 

The day was starting, It was just one night but It felt like you lived a lifetime. You shed your clothes and went to the bathroom, silently thanking the gods for the bathtub that you quickly filled with warm water. You sank into the tub and closed your eyes, the water immediately relaxed your muscles and you sighed deeply, feeling the air going through your lungs. You needed that. After the shower, you covered yourself with one of the robes you found and let yourself fall onto the bed, the sheets were warm and soft and your body relaxed even more. 

However, after minutes of trying you weren’t able to sleep, didn’t know why. Tossing and turning until you sit back, your mind was going to the next door, to Hvitserk. For whatever reason you got up and went to the door, opening It to go but your eyes widened when you saw him standing there, looking at you. 

“I-I… I can’t sleep.” You mumbled.

“Me neither.” He answered quickly. “Can I come in?”

“Please.”

You took a step back while he stepped in, your bodies were tense, radiating something heavy around you both. You don’t know what’s got into you, you just had this weird but profound need, wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him but was quickly repelled, his hands on your shoulders pushing you away. You felt your cheeks burn in utter embarrassment and opened your mouth to apologize but before you said anything he kissed you, turning you around until your back met the wood of the door, his body flush against yours.  

You were too far gone in less than a minute. His kiss was hungry, demanding and he tasted like peppermint, probably from the toothpaste he used. He was tasting you, his tongue searching for yours, massaging It, his hands quickly finding the knot on your robe and untying It. He stepped back for a moment, your mouth reaching out for his while he looked down at your naked body. 

“Gods…” He mumbled before his mouth was on yours again, his hands going to your breasts like a magnet. He teased your nipples with the tip of his fingers, hardening the small buds. 

He trailed his kisses down your jaw til your neck, suckling on the skin, you raised your head to give him more space, your hands messing with his hair until you untangled the bun that kept It all together, his hair falling down his shoulders. 

He hooked his hands on the back of your thighs. “Jump.” He mumbled against your lips and you obeyed, jumping and wrapping your legs around his waist, arms around his neck for support. He walked with you towards the bed and tossed you over the mattress, quickly covering your body with his, finding your lips and kissing you another time. His hands were everywhere, from your waist, to your arms and your thighs, your nakedness left you vulnerable, but Hvitserk was still completely dressed, his jeans causing a delicious friction against your sensitive skin. 

“Take this off.” You grunted, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling It up.

“Greedy, aren’t we?” He teased, kneeling on the bed so he could take his shirt off, tossing somewhere in the room. 

You sat down, touching his abs then rubbing up his skin to his chest and shoulders, carefully touching his tattoos. Your lips found the skin of his stomach and he grabbed the hair at the back of your neck, a strong grip that sent goosebumps all over your body. He pulled your head away from his body and made you look at him. 

“Open It.” He mumbled, looking at his pants. Your shaky hands went to his hips, nervously opening up the button of his pants and pushing his zipper down. “Good girl.” 

He pushed you down the bed, holding your knees apart while laying down between your legs. Next thing you felt was the wetness of his tongue against your folds, your hands went immediately to his hair and licked you again, like he was tasting you. He used one of his hands to open up your lips, taking a good look at your clit before attaching his lips to it, sucking it slowly. 

You felt like your whole body was electrified, like the blood running up your veins had been replaced by pure electricity and you moaned, loud and clear, earning yourself a soft ‘hmm’ coming from his lips, sending vibrations through your body. Hvitserk licked you again, the tip of his tongue teasing your opening while he massaged your clit with his fingers. Your hips seemed to have a mind of its own, grinding down against his face. 

“Fuck…”  You whispered, eyes rolling to the back of your head. 

His free hand found its way from your thigh to your pussy and his fingers joined his mouth, one of them sliding easily into you. You were so wet that the second finger joined the other and you clenched onto them, your pussy throbbing. Hvitserk ate you out like you were his last meal, pumping his fingers in and out while sucking on your clit, and the coil on your lower belly felt like a rubber band ready to snap. 

“Tell me how to make you come.” He gasped, sounding like a beg. 

“Just-Just keep doing this - Oh shit - Don’t stop.” You begged too, feeling his mouth back on you. 

With a particularly hard thrust of his fingers, the coil snapped and you growled like a wounded animal, pressing his head between your legs until his licking onto you was too much to bear. 

“StopStopStopStop.” You whispered, pulling him up by his hair, his mouth finding yours like a guided missile. You could taste yourself on his mouth, your hands quickly finding the sides of his pants, pushing it down with the help of your feet. “Need you inside me.” You panted. 

“Yeah. I need It too.” 

Hvitserk made quick work of his pants, until It reached the middle of his thighs, freeing his cock from its confines, you looked down between your body, watching as he rubbed his own length, glistening with precum, he was so hard and your stomach flipped at the thought of being the reason on why he was like that. 

“Like what you see?” He asked, teasing your folds with the head of his cock, coating himself on your wetness. 

“Yeah…” You murmured, overwhelmed. 

He smiled big as he lined himself with your entrance before pushing the tip in, the stretch causing you both to groan. You raised your head and closed your eyes, his mouth quickly finding the skin of your neck while he slowly bottomed out, pulling out a bit just to thrust right back in. 

“Yes.” He groaned. “That’s it, baby.” 

You melted, little gasps leaving your lips as you raised your hips to meet his thrusts. He pushing you into the mattress, both of his arms used to keep his body weight to crash down on you while you held onto him with arms and legs like your very life depended on it. Later you’d worry about the marks your nails were definitely leaving on the skin of his back and shoulders, later you’d worry about the other marks his mouth was leaving on your neck, later. At that moment you could only think of the feeling of him inside of you. 

Suddenly, he stopped, hands reaching the pillow under your head. You frowned before he held your lower back up and put it under your butt. Thrusting back in, the new angle reaching the soft spot inside you making you loudly gasp. 

“That’s better.” He teased. 

“So much...” You panted.

“I know.” He teased again, moving his hips slower this time. 

“Fuck me!” You whimpered. 

“I am.” He kissed you. 

His hips were drilling into you hard and deep, his intensity got you shaking again, the coil forming once more making you ready to cum one more time. His fingers trailed down in between your bodies to circle your clit and you spread your legs a little more, inviting him to continue. The guttural groans leaving his lips were pushing you further towards the edge, his lips were right on the line of your ears as his thrusts became a little sloppier, messier. 

“C'mon… Cum for me.” He begged and you clenched around him uncontrollably. “Go ahead baby, let go.”

Just like that your body jolted and you closed your eyes, seeing white spots behind your eyelids as your orgasm hit you hard. But he didn’t stop, reaching his own as he thrusted you faster. 

“Shit baby you’ll make me cum.”

“Hvitserk…” You mumbled. 

“O-oh fuck…” It’s the only warning you got before he pulled out and you felt him paint your stomach white as rope after rope of his cum shoots from his tip onto your skin. 

Both of you were still panting, trying to recover from what just happened when he fell on the bed right by your side. His eyes were on you while yours held the ceiling, incapable of looking at him. 

“That was-” He started. “-very wrong of me.” A smile broke out on his lips before he pulled you close. “But so good.” His lips found your cheek forcing a laugh out of you. 

“Still very wrong of you.” 

“So wrong.” He turned you on your side, sticky bodies wrapping around one another, lips touching as he spoke.

“Big mistake.” You mumbled before his lips wrapped around yours. 

“Huge.” He agreed, kissing down your jaw to your neck. 

“We shouldn’t do this again.”

“You’re probably right.”

“You’re still kissing me.”

“I am.” 

“What about the huge mistake?”

“I’m a terrible cop.” 

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[kaybee87]

Kaybee87 Masterlist

Here finally is a list of my fics! All my stuff is 18+ so minors please DNI.

I am slowly making my way through the Viking series so I will probably write more for the characters at a later date but for now I am concentrating on writing for Marco/Hvitserk, Alex/Ivar and Ubbe/Jordan.

Heat - Ubbe x F!Reader

Heat Version 2 - Ivar x F!Reader

Therapy Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 - Ivar x F! Reader

Loosing Your Grip on Reality - Alex/Ivar x F!Reader

The Holiday Hvitserk x F!Reader

Haircut Marco Ilsø x F!Reader

Red Marco Ilsø x F!Reader

Comic-Con Prompt - Marco Ilsø x F!Reader

An Unexpected Desire - Marco/Alex/Jordan x F!Reader

#masterlist #marco ilsø #marco ilsø x f!reader #hvitserk #Hvitserk x f!reader #ivar x f!reader #Alex høgh Andersen #ivar the boneless #Alex høgh x f!reader #jordan patrick smith x reader #jordan patrick smith #ubbe x f!reader #vikings fanfiction #vikings #vikings fic

[popcorn1989]

Pairing: Alex x Marco x F!reader Summary: You're working on set at the filming of Vikings. Helping out here and there, but your main job was to take care of the actors when they needed something. (Food, handing out jackets etc.) Until now everything was going smoothly, but soon you had to deal with Alex and Marco, who tries to annoy you mightily. Warning: I don't think there is anything that could trigger you. If yes, forgive me. *Note: The stories are fictional and are based on pictures I found on the internet. Words: 2820

"Have you forgotten something"

Today will be a good day - you thought to yourself, no Alex far and wide, today you didn't see him. So you could finish your work, without interruption. Yes, today will be a good day. The weather also played along, and you had decided to take your camera with you, because you would have time, after work, to take some nice landscape pictures. You had it around your neck, and it was bobbing back and forth in joyful anticipation, in front of your chest.

"What's for dinner today?" yelled Felix, looking up at you from his film camera as you passed him, "I don't know yet, I'd have to ask the cooks" you smiled at him before turning around and reaching the spot where the actors' small campers were parked. Gustaf, sat, with his Floki makeup on, in front of the open door of his camper and waved at you.

Joyfully you waved back, yes today will be a quiet and great day, everyone was here except Alex. You walked up to Gustaf who looked at you a bit questioningly, you reached into your pocket and pulled out several candies. "Well there I go, can't say no" he spoke and took the candy that was wrapped in the red paper. "Your turn in a minute?" you ask curiously. But Gustaf shook his head. "I guess I'll have to wait another hour. They had technical problems, but don't ask me which ones, I have no idea about that" - "Hm" you nod. "Is there something on your mind? Do you want me to get you something?" again he shook his head "You know me, I have everything I need" - "Let me know if that changes, that's what I'm here for. I'll go on."

You waved again joyfully before you went on your way again, and he did the same, smiled and waved after you. Oh wonderful, nothing that could spoil your mood today - joyfully, you let your steps bounce a little. Your braid bobbed back and forth on your head, your smile was so wide that you infected everyone who saw you. Katheryn, in her full Lagertha outfit, came up to you and opened her arms wide for you to hug her. You found yourself in a long hug, with her squealing joyfully. Then she let go of you and looked at the camera "Oh, did I break it?" she spoke and picked up, the cover, of the lens. "Oh, it's so old, it's survived a lot more" you laughed and took the black cover and clicked it back in front of the camera lens. "Was just the cover, it's loose" you beam at her again.

"I didn't really want to ask you, but I can't help it" - "Okay, I'm always here for you, you know that" - "I'm so craving chocolate. Maybe, but only if you have time, could you bring me something?" you nod a little exaggerated "Which one exactly, any wish" she waved off "Anyone, the one from last time maybe?" - "The one with the white dots?" she pointed at you and raised her eyebrows "Yeah, that one was damn tasty" again you nodded, you were sure you had another one somewhere in your suitcases "I'll put it in your camper later" She smiled happily as she was called. "I have to go to makeup, I'll see you and thanks" she said stroking your cheek before disappearing.

You continue your way, you had been given the task to take care of the tent again, chairs, tables, drinks, then you should go to the costumes and help where they needed you at the moment. In between you would get the chocolate, briefly you considered making a note in your phone, but you decided not to do that until several actors made requests. You liked Katheryn, she was always so kind and loving to you, your smile came back when you thought about her. Yes, really nothing could change your mood today. Nothing at all… - when you stopped abruptly. Alex was standing in front of a camper and smoking a cigarette. He stared strained at his cell phone. You quickly disappeared behind a camper, hoping that he hadn't seen you. Can't be true - you thought, annoyed.

How quickly such a mood could change. He wasn't actually scheduled to come today ...or they changed their mind and needed him after all, great - you leaned back against the side of the camper and thought about how best to avoid him when your cell phone vibrated. You reach into your pocket and pulled out your phone, the display said you had received a WhatsApp, from an unknown number. You clicked on it and the app opened. You roll your eyes as you read.

- Sweetie, are you serious? Do you think I didn't see you 😂👍

Actually you didn't want to write back, you knew it was Alex, briefly you wonder where he got your private number, but you think it would be better to lie and write him back.

- I had to leave quickly. I remembered that I had forgotten something -

Under the number appeared, … writes … again, you roll your eyes.

- Look where you are right now 😉 -

You looked up, in front of you stretched a wide meadow, not a soul was to be seen and if you would run along there, you would come only into a dense forest, you looked again at your cell phone as several messages came.

- Stupid or? - - Were you going to look for mushrooms? - - Haha, probably picking some flowers? 😉🌹 - - Everyone has his preferences. - - Did I do something to you? 😕 - - I've got something I need… -

You don't react at all, thinking you could just walk past him behind the campers without him seeing you. You click on the number and save it under Pain in the ass. Putting the phone away, it vibrated again, another message.

- Are you still there? -

Okay, no escaping from Alex, and now he could annoy you at any time by simply writing to you. If you find out who gave him your number, you will make that person so small that he will wish he was never born, probably you will do nothing of the same. So you went back around the camper and saw Alex looking up, he put his phone away and came towards you. Whatever it is, I'll put it at the bottom of my list - you thought "Oh, you're here too? Nice to see you" you spoke kindly, he waved off

"Oh, nice to see you too, good thing you just ran into me" you suppressed, your eye roll and smiled, just like you had smiled this morning, just don't let it get you down. But this made Alex become suspicious. "Are you okay? Are you hurting?" he came closer to your face and looked at it, then his eyes fell on the camera, and he started laughing "What's that?" he grabbed for it and turned it in his hand "A Nikon" you say and took it out of his hand. "Yeah, did you steal that from a museum?" again he laughed. "Och, what did you want from me now? How can I help you?" you asked in the friendliest tone you could muster.

"Can you even take pictures with it? Or does it fall apart when you press the shutter button? I mean… Hello? What's that?" He pointed at the camera, at the broken corner you had lovingly taped together with black tape. "That, Alex, is a camera and that, Alex, is tape because I accidentally dropped it" you swatted his finger away. "Why do you drop your camera? And why don't you buy another one? I mean…" he picked up the camera again, "You can't even change the lens"

- Cool, now Alex picked up his favorite topic, and you didn't really feel like talking to him about cameras - you couldn't help rolling your eyes. "First, I don't drop them on purpose, I didn't mean to. Second, I don't have the money to buy a new one and third, I don't need other lenses, I'm not doing this professionally, I'm doing it for me and fourth, what do you want from me, if I can get you something I'll be happy to do it, but get to the point. I have other work to do, I don't have time to stand here and have a chat about cameras" Alex put a hand on his chest and raised his eyebrows "Oh sorry sweetie, didn't know you were so busy. I just wanted to ask you to stock my fridge" he pointed to his camper. "What did you just call me?" you spoke confused as you looked back at him from his camper "Servant, I said servant" he spoke pretending to think.

You sigh and close your eyes for a moment, when you open them again you saw a cheeky grin from him. "I'll do it later, oh great ruler" you said and were about to pass him when he grabbed your arm, "Remember Coke, you forgot it the other day" you nodded and left. Forgotten? Merely not taken - you thought and grinned inside yourself. A little bit you could take the liberty to annoy him, too, if he did it with you. Your cell phone vibrated, when you looked at the display, you realized that "the Pain in the ass" under which you had saved Alex, had written a message

- Don't forget the gummy bears, please. 😏-

A few hours later, you were finally ready with the tent. Chairs to sit on, table full of odds and ends to eat and drink. You brush small, fine hairs from your face that had come out of the braid. Some Actors had secured their chairs by hanging their jackets over them. One of them was Marco, but he seemed very much in thought, he just greeted you nicely and left. You had left the promised chocolate in the camper during a little break. You had put a little note with it - Enjoy it, Kath - Now you would take a little break yourself and then head to the costumes, but fill Alex's fridge first. You looked at your cell phone, ten new messages, you started to groan when you saw that they were all from Alex.

14:00 - Where are you right now? - 14:02 - Ah yes, must be working 😜 - 14:05 - I just remembered that I don't want gummy bears - 14:06 - Maybe chips?- 14:07 - No, I'd rather not - 14:16 - Forget it 😬 - 14:25 - Are you off work?- 14:45 - Did you forget my fridge?😟😟 - 15:00 - Can you at least write me back?- 15:05 - Gotta go-

You don't write anything, you were about to leave to fill his fridge, you looked at the clock, 16:00. Probably you were lucky, and he would not be there, you looked around to see if you had everything of yours with you and took the bag that you had already filled with small things and drinks. Then you set off on your way. Not long, and you could finally take pictures, you hoped maybe today to photograph the sunset, which always disappeared so beautifully behind the mountain. Arriving at the camper, you put the bag on the small couch and straighten your braid, then you open the fridge and slam it shut again angrily.

It was full, everything there you needed, coke, water, ready sandwiches. You breathed in and out calmly, so you wouldn't start cursing, then you took the bag and put everything, on the small kitchen sideboard. A coke, water, gummy bears, candy bars and various fruits. You try to put some in the fridge, the rest you leave on the sideboard and leave. I'm just not going to let anything get to me - you thought.

It was time to take a break. You went to your camper and closed the door behind you. Through your Walki Talki, the directors were discussing whether they could film it with technical problems. Maybe the work day would be over quicker if they couldn't get a handle on it. You hit the off button, something you were only allowed to do on break. You grabbed a sandwich from the fridge and lay down on the small couch, you open TikTok and while you ate you laughed at some videos. When a message popped up.

- I supposed to tell you he forgot, to write you, that someone already took care of his fridge, Sorry 🙏🙏 -

Marco had written to you.

- Already seen -

You write back without opening the app, and keep scrolling through TikTok.

- Sorry and I forgot to write you that 💕 -

You shake your head briefly, forgotten, clear.

You believe that this was done on purpose so that you do a pointless job. You stuff the last piece of bread into your mouth and put your hand under your head. No one can annoy you when you have a break, no one and nothing. Besides, you were used to the guys sending you somewhere, even though no one needed you there.

- Probably, will be canceled today, they do not find the error -

You sit up as you read the message from Marco and reach for your Walki and turn it on. "Yes, I have one more idea" - "Okay, short break for everyone!"

Your phone vibrated again - Pain in the Ass inserted you into the group Gang bang - you hate WhatsApp groups, and what the hell was that name? You remove yourself from the group, no matter what he wanted, or whoever was there in the group. It was enough that Alex had your number, and by now you had an idea who had given him your number. Marco. You had given him your number because he had flown home, he was supposed to write you when he would be back and what he needed in his camper. The message never came from him, but he sent you lots of pictures and from time to time videos from TikTok.

But he never got on your nerves, he sends them and if you don't respond he doesn't ask, he just keeps sending. Like some old dude who sends you funny memes because he knows you find it funny, and that alone is enough for him. On your birthday, was the first time he wrote to you.

You looked at the clock, time to finally make your way to the costume. You throw the paper from the sandwich into the trash can, put your Walki on your belt with a last look at your cell phone and let your cell phone sink into your pocket. Actually, the day wasn't as bad as you feared. When your cell phone vibrated again, you stopped, looked around briefly, then took it out of your pocket again. - These cell phones will be our downfall - you thought briefly when you saw again that Alex had invited you to the group. From now on, it was really too much for you. How could you be so annoying? You looked at the messages that appeared.

- What's that, Alex? - - I don't know, just found it here 😁 - - Can you play baseball with it? - - I don't know, just found it here 😁 - - 😂😂😂 Okay - - Looks old, Marco- - Dip it in water, maybe it can swim? -

You frowned, you had no idea what the guys were trying to tell you, or were they just trying to get on your nerves? Then they had done it, because you didn't feel like thinking about what they might mean, so you interfered.

- What do you mean? - - What? Who are you? - - Hahaha, she can write after all, Marco 😂 - - I don't know what it is, just found it here - - Where? Where are you, what do you have? -

- Where we are right now? Here - - Look how curious she is, Marco - - Think long throw is possible with this, Alex - - 😂😂😂 Okay - - Wait, I got a deal here, Alex - - Great.... you broke it, Marco - - No, no. - - And if it wouldn't be noticeable 😂 -

- GUYS? -

- Some kind of lid, Alex - - Oh wait, I know what it is - - Why are you looking in there, Marco? - - You guys aren't seriously sitting in a tent together, texting each other? - - Pain in the ass sent a picture -

You tear your eyes open when you recognized what the boys had there in the picture. It can't be - You had looked around to make sure you had everything, but you forgot your camera in the tent. Angrily you looked at the picture again, but your anger faded, you actually thought the picture was pretty cute. You save it to your phone, so you can look at it again later.

- Guys, if you break it, you'll have to deal with me, clear??? -

You write back, the guys just sent you laughing smiley faces in response. The guys may have thought they were teasing you, but if you were honest, it made your day. You looked closely at the picture again and smiled as you walked to the costume.

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Heyy x3 could you do a Marco ilsø x fan reader? Like at a comic con she gets an autograph and hes just amazed? Maybe some jealousy (im a sucker for that xD) when she goes to Alex? Thank you <3

Let’s hope you gonna like it !

I’ve never been to a comic con, there’s probably mistakes

Warning : none, so enjoy !

You and Marco

Friday, April 22, 10 pm

I just arrived in my hotel room, first reflex I drop my stuff and lie on the bed, comfortable…A few seconds later I stand up and turn my head towards the only window of the room, outside the sky was grey and big clouds were approaching not announcing anything good, hoping that tomorrow morning the rain won’t be there, I don’t want to look like a mop, I get up rubbing my hands on my shoulders to warm me up, it’s freezing if I don’t want to be sick tomorrow I have to put on a vest. I approach my suitcase, lift it and put it on my bed without delicacy, after I put the piece of cloth on my shoulders, I start to put my belongings on the room shelf. I mustn’t forget to take the gifts, knowing myself between stress and excitement, I will forget them The sound of my phone ringing startles me, it's my best friend, I pick up

hi ; where are you !? ; she has an unusual voice

I’m fine thank you ; I start making random steps in my room

I’m at your house, but apparently, you’re not! ;

I went to Germany for the weekend ;

What, you went on vacation without me! ;

I’m at a comic con ; … ;

hello? ;

you’re at the German comic con ; bravo you remember ! ; I’m obviously ironic, I had already told her about it, she could have come with me, but she doesn’t like Vikings…

Yeah, it’s good, I drank a little, sooo ;

you can stay at my house if you want ;

serious ? ;

I’m sure you’re already lying on my couch with something to eat ;

Maybe; I hear her yawning uhh, otherwise, what’s new since this morning ?;

hello ? ;

the sound of his snoring was heard ;

ok good night ;

I hang up and go back to my business

an hour later ~

I just finished tidying up, I put the presents on the bed, I finally found the radiator, the room temperature will warm up soon and I ordered food, waiting I sat on the floor to review my schedule for tomorrow, unfortunately, I could only afford one day but we will enjoy it, my day will boil down to waiting, waiting for autographs and still waiting to take pictures, but it’s worth it, imagine meeting Ivar the Boneless !!!

I get up suddenly, hold up my ticket and jump around my bed like a child, after that moment of euphoria, I lie on my back, I start to imagine scenarios, imagine Alex dropping me at the back of the line and making me double-cross everyone, imagine that we get along well, imagine that we become friends or best friend! imagine that he introduces me to all the cast and that he appreciates me all! imagine going to party with them!!!

The sound of my phone notification brings me back to reality, I look at the screen, my belly gargoyle, my food is there! It’s sleep time, I just got out of the shower and headed for my bed which looks more comfortable than when I arrived, I grab my phone and sit comfortably under the cover, the temperature was nice, the sheets are soft, everything is perfect, I launch my playlist puts on my headphones and turns off the light, and it’s back to imagine fake scenarios Weird I don’t think too much about tomorrow, I go more into a fantastic world, some music later, music "until I fond you" begins to ring in my ears, as soon as a man’s face appears, we lie in the hotel bed, the sunlight passes through the window what allows me to better distinguish the face of the man who sleeps on my belly is… Marco!

He smiles at me, with his angelic smile, and approaches me, to place a kiss on my forehead, then he gets up and goes to the bathroom, he was shirtless, which allowed me to look better at detailing his back well drawing, I wait for the shower water to run, an irresistible need to join him takes me, I hardly get up, the sound of his voice comes out of the bathroom, "need help ?", I did not answer but I could not hold my smile, I moved with a little difficulty, arrived, I lean back to the frame of the door, Marco was finishing shaving his beard, he turned his head with a surprised look on his face, but began to smile very quickly, "I was going to come to get you", he rinses his face and approaches, he puts his hand around my waist, I kiss his chest "come with me in the shower", he had a little laugh, he put his hands under my thighs and lifted me, I felt the steam of hot water and Marco’s lips coming closer, but unfortunately the music ended which brought me back to reality, shit! It was so realistic… Let’s hope I'm gonna dream about that! I turn the light back on, grab my book and start my reading, still a little out of it because of this "amazing" fake scenario.

9 am

My alarm clock rings, but my eyes refuse to open and my body to move, after a few seconds I finally decide to extend my arm to stop this unbearable ringing, I stretch myself painfully, then get up, before anything I will take a shower, What better way to wake up than a warm shower. Once I get up, dress up, make up and do my hair, I go to my bag, check my things, and pick up my phone, 10 am, it’s time to go, I grab the key to the room, and out, it’s grey but no rain in sight, I’m waiting for the cab that’s supposed to drive me to the comic con… Damn it! As soon as I got out of the hotel, I realized that I had obviously forgotten the gifts, I hurried up, before my taxi arrived Only 30 minutes to go before arriving, I’m overexcited, my right leg gives small strokes on the ground, and I stress.

Here I am inside, Just in time as the rain begins to fall outside, there is no way that there are people, the comic was suitable to open some minute ago, and already queues started to form I walk between the stands, I have to control the desire to buy everything, I remember that I have no more money, I put everything in this weekend (well almost everything, I still have to pay my rent),    I walk between the stands, and admire the various exhibitions.

A voice announcement that different actors have arrived at their signing booths, and that they will soon be ready, people have started to run like crazy, all in the same direction, I guess it must be around here

I’ve been waiting in line for 1 hour, and to be honest, I don’t know who I’m going to see Jordan maybe? I got in through the crowd, and I couldn’t see where I was going but well it doesn’t matter, but in any case, Alex didn’t notice me as by miracle in the crowd, as I had imagined. After a few minutes and some fangirl fainting, I finally get to see the actor, and it was Alex, the more time passes the more I can’t wait Waiting for my turn, I look at the booth next door, it was Marco he was on break for a few minutes, I am super-happy to see Alex and to be able to talk to him, I had hoped to see and talk to Marco. I had planned to see all the actors of the Vikings present but seeing the world I think it would be impossible for this morning, but it is not a great loss, this afternoon it is the photos, 

37 minutes and 32 seconds later only two people left and it’s my turn hi ; Alex makes me a gesture to move forward Are you okay ? ; He looks at me waiting for an answer I blink quickly and mouse embarrassed Yeah, sorry, I’m fine ; Don’t worry, you’re not the first one that happens ; I imagine ; so what do I sign ? ; I give him a miniature posture of a Vikings season 6 poster You can sign this, please ; of course ; he takes the poster and sits at his table

A hand is placed on his shoulder of Alex who jumps into contact with this gesture, we lift our head at the same time toward the owner of the hand,          My brain freezes, my blood freezes and my cheeks get even redder you made me miss my signature ; idiot, it's always missed your signature ; Marco, did you finish your pose ? ; Yeah ; he looked up at me and smiled Sorry ; w wh why ? ; my voice trembles, I want to slap myself, pick up, he’ll find you strange for the signature ; oh it doesn’t matter, it’s not a big deal ; I feel like my head is going to explode Come to my booth, I’ll give you a better signature than this idiot ;

Alex raised his head and slightly pushed Marco making him laugh, he saluted him and went back to sit down, and gave me a last look before welcoming the fans I think I can die in peace, Marco invited me to his booth… it doesn’t mean anything but in my head, I’m going to get married and have two kids with him, take it back, damn it

for you ; Alex hands me my poster Thanks, uh, I’ve, uh; I’m frantically rummaging through my tote bag a gift? ;

yes ; I give him a stuffed bear dressed up as Ivar the boneless he thanks me in his arms, and it’s already time to leave, I have to leave the place, I turn my head to Marco who looks at me and beckons me to come 

don’t worry Marco she’s coming, she’s not going to fly away ; shout Alex in an ironic tone a heat runs through my body, I smile, and I feel my cheeks warm come ; Marco’s voice echoes in my head as I head towards him, his eyes are on me, and even if his smile is meant to reassure me, I can’t help trembling slightly hi ; I was in front of him… he was standing, I had to raise my head to see his face

I don’t want to disturb, I can keep waiting in line ; I look at the people behind me who are watching us attentively don’t worry, you won’t have time to get back in line, there are too many people ; he holds out his hand FIRST reflex, I put my hand in his….

It took a few seconds for me to realize what I’m doing, so… we’re holding hands, but why did I do that!? , he reached out to me to give him my poster, not that I give him my hand! He had a cute little laugh, which brought me back to reality I’m so sorry ; I take my hand off right away, I don’t even dare look at it, but why did I do that!?

this is the first time that some do this to me; he laughs and I do the same I give him the poster, he takes it and with his other hand he grabs mine, and goes towards his table makes me stop next to the chair, and he sits down gently letting go of my hand, of course, I'm still red

well well well ; he takes his black mark and starts signing I prefer Alex’s ; I was leaning over her shoulder

what ? ; he lifts his head to look at me Alex’s signature is better; I smile sarcastically, and he smiles back

You have no right; he belittles the head to look at his signature

why ?; slightly destabilize because you have no right to choose Alex over me ; he raises his head, hands me my poster and makes me smile mischievously

is that clear ? ; I laugh a little nervous Yes, sir; I take my poster he gets up and looks at me smiling thank you for signing; I said goodbye with my hand and moved towards the exit

where are you going? I turn to see Marco’s face a little confused

where am I going? I’m as confused as he is Yeah, where are you going? I don’t even know what your name is? ; 

oh, uh y/n, enchanting ; why did I say that’s, stupid                                              Marco, nice to meet you ; he shakes my hand

Now that we know each other, I go or…;

you’re leaving? ; a disappointed look appears on his face

I think so, you have to sign more posters ; I smile at his puppy face Alex has the right to a surprise, a hugh and I don’t ? ; He made a dramatic gesture with his hand

oh, yes, no well yes I have something for you too, I have something, of course ; he began to laugh softly

I can’t find the gift I made for Marco I whisper to myself where you put it, where you put the little present for my Marco his laughter grew louder, which made me realize that I spoke a little too loudly

I’m sorry I forget it in my hotel room ; I look at him with a sorry look

really ? ; he seemed to be disappointed Yeah, sorry… ;

Go say it, that you did it on purpose, that you prefer Alex ; no no, I uh I think you heard what I just said anyway ; I’m making a little smile to hide my gene heard

what ? ; he’s getting closer to me, with a stupid fake look on his face nothing, Marco, nothing ; I get a little closer to his face and give him a sarcastic smile

goood Marco, you work or you flirt ? ; Alex, she hates me so much that she didn’t even bring me a present ; my cheeks that were refreshed, go red again let them down,

I’m irresistible, she’s already under the spell, you can’t go after me ; please gentlemen; a security guard was getting closer to us                          yes sorry ;

oh uh yeah I’m going ; I’m heading out this time for good

see you later y/n ; he winked at me and went back to his autographs

What the hell just happened?! I barely realize, that the voice in the speaker, indicates that the photos with the actors will start in 45 min Already? But it’s a few hours? I’m taking my phone out, 2 pm, already!? I think I’ve heard so much! I have to find something to eat and especially a place to sit and recover from my emotions

I searched everywhere, I couldn’t find a free place, so I sat outside, next to a small rescue door The sky was always gray but the rain had stopped, I’m enjoying my meal looking into the void, I can not believe what happened... the scene goes back and forth in my head,                                                            I held his hand there... I began to laugh alone on the moment I was very embarrassed but start it was nice, as if all his hours dreamed was become reality

But let’s be realistic, in a few minutes I’m going to take a picture with him, then come back and never see him again (in real life), each of us is going to go back to our life, and he’s going to forget my name and forget my existence

Besides, I think he’s already forgotten me, and anyway, it’s okay, it’s life, who do I think I am, the main character? no, otherwise I would have kissed him and right now we’d be hand in hand planning our first couple trip The sound of rain comes out of me but thinking, SHIT, I’m going to be soaked, I throw the paper from my snack in the trash next to me and head for the little door

Fortunately, I am only a little wet and with the heat of the big room I will quickly dry I think it’s time to head to the photo booth, I’m slowly moving forward trying to dodge the world but obviously a crowd movement is leading me to oppose it from where I want to go

After a few nudges, I can get myself out of the herd of people who are heading somewhere I arrive, finally "I arrive" and place myself in the queue, it will be long, I feel the headache coming, between the noise and the heat I have the impression that I will faint, fortunately I bought a bottle of water (which cost me dearly, damn it)

After 2 hours of waiting it’s my turn soon, I’m impatient, I’m going to see Marco again !

I give my ticket to a lady who lets me pass in front of a blue background where Alex and Marco were talking, Marco noticed me coming over Alex’s shoulder and gave me a big smile, which made Alex turn around.

Hey, but I know you ?! ; he opens his arms to hold me in his arms, Marco puts his hand on Alex’s shoulder to stop the hug

my turn ; he steps forward and I do the same, red as a tomato

please ; the photographer seemed to want the day to end, a chance for him, the comic con ends soon

what you want to do ; ask Alex Um, I had an idea ;

tell us ; said Marco with a rather perverse smile, which made me laugh

You know the same, where there’s a guy and a girl walking down the street and, you know what, I’ll show you ; I pull out my phone, and they get closer  *shows the same*

oh yes, I know ; Marco raised his head to look at me

so, who does who? ; asks Alex

y/n and I hold hands ; he takes my hand abruptly, and sets himself up to do like the girl in blue, Alex laughs shaking his head and places himself in the same position as the woman in red

Okay, 3 2 1 ; the photographer looks at the photo and gives us a sign that he will take another one

The detention between me and Marco had gone up, although it’s a nice feeling, I think I’ll relax the atmosphere

Alex has a nice butt...; too bad can’t see his reaction, I hear him, choke slightly

the sound of the puddle makes me slightly jump or it is the pressure of Marco’s hand on mine that disturbed me

perfect, thanks ; the photographer goes to a big print and takes out the photos

thank you for coming ; said Alex hug me again

your finish uh ?!, you will suffocate her ; Marco made a false look full of reproach, we laugh slightly I take the pictures

thank you very much for your time, guys  ; 

Marco gently puts his hand behind my back If you don’t know where to go during the summer holidays, come to Denmark, you’ll see it’s super beautiful...; I don’t know why but I do the same thing I put my hand on his back, is this moment real? yeah, why not ; I smiled at her slightly but it’s time to go, so I walk away while saying goodbye

after some second walk in an empty corridor, I arrive in the main room, it is time to leave, where is the exit?

Y/N! ; I turn around to see who pronounces my name (although I certainly don’t get called because I don’t know anyone here)

It was Marco, he stood between the hallway, which I had just crossed, he smiled and waved to me to join him

Are you okay? ; What’s he doing here, he doesn’t have any more photos to take? yes very good is just, that euh ; he gets interrupted by the speakers

*Photo booth closes* *Dear visitors the comic con will soon close, take your time, but please start heading out, thank you*

oh you finished your day ; exactly, and I was wondering ; he stops talking and looks me right in the eye Yeah, Marco, what were you wondering? ; he laughs slightly, he must think himself stupid, but I find him cute to blush slightly, for once it’s not me

I wonder if, uh, how to say, would you be willing to lend me your phone number? ; he smiled embarrassed but a bit charming

oh my God! oh my God! oh my God! it’s not possible! , ok breathe and calm down but oh my God!!!

Lend? ; I try to stay calm .                                                                                      Um, yeah, so I’m giving you a coffee and uh ; I see he’s trying to be confident, but he’s stressed out I can’t believe it! It’s happening to me! a coffee? super! ; his face relaxes, he gives me a wide smile 

great! yeah ; he makes a small gesture of victory, which makes me laugh, how it’s possible to be so cute and so handsome (I think it’s criminal)

Um, will there be Alex? ; He raised an eyebrow no, no, not Alex ; he seemed a little upset by my remark, even though he was pretending not to

I have to catch up, obviously I wanted to be alone with him, but I prefer to ask so much the better ; I wink at him he began to laugh

sorry I ; don’t apologize for being jealous ; I’ll give him a slight pat on the arm jealous ? no, i’m not jealous ; he says laughing

are you sure? ; I tease him just because Alex got a gift and I didn’t ; we laugh there was a moment of silence, we looked at each other without saying anything

*Dear visitors the comic con will soon close, take your time, but please start heading out, thank you*

I think I have to go ; your number, first ; oh yes ; he hands me his phone, I can’t believe it, I can’t believe it! After registering my number in his phone, he offered to take me to the exit and to wait for my taxi together

Marco and I have been sitting on a wall talking for five minutes. I can’t believe, the conversation is going so well, it’s relaunching, after this tiring day that we both spent

He’s very nice in person, and he seems very attentive to what I’m saying, we get along, and we laugh, I find him very charming OK yes I find him handsome , and I have already imagined several times my life with him, but here this conversation, sweet and fun between two real humans is incredible and simple at the same time.

Unfortunately, a taxi is careful to quote us

I think it’s for you ; Marco gets up and holds out his hand, I grab it and lift me up

thank you ; he had a laugh

send me a message when you arrive, ok ? ; he opens the door 

thank you ; I sit in the back seat and greet the driver, the inside of the car was old brown leather, which made it look dark, there was a slight smell of cigarette and the radio passed an old German music air                                                      Marco closes the door, and I open the window

text me when you arrive ; he gets closer and bends over to see me better ok ; we looked at each other with a stupid smile on our faces, without saying anything, without doing anything, this moment is not awkward, it’s just pleasant the engine noise gets louder, I feel the car moving, Marco steps back a bit so as not to get his feet crushed he signs me goodbye and I do the same the car turns to the right and rushes into a street and Marco’s silhouette would disappear from my sight

On the way, I think back to our discussion, which was the most mundane but the most sweet and fun I’ve ever had, I think back to his smiles and his laughter and his eyes looking at me, to his body so close to mine, I dreamed of moments like thisthis, but this was real, and a thousand times better than my dreams

I walk into my room, the cold that reigns and worse than yesterday, I put my bag down, I rush on the heat and turn it on, I don’t remember turning it off on my side this morning, I sit on the bed, and take off my shoes and my jacket, I wish Marco was there to keep me warm, I had a little pevers smile looking at my pillows

7pm I’d been home an hour, and the only thing I could do was take a shower so here I am in hot water, humming songs and foaming soap on my body I let my mind wander, relax after this day filled with emotions

*knock knock*

Marco ? ; His name had escaped my lips, I don’t feel a bit stupid, it was obviously not him... what if?

I turn off the water, go out and wrap a servite around me, I look in the half-foggy mirror, I look pathetic, my hair wet, my skin reddened (by warm water) and my mascara which is not very well gone But whatever, I open the bathroom door and run to the front door.

Nobody, there was nobody, the hallway was empty, disappointed I lowered my head a little on the ground, a bag, a bag of food

but yes, that I am stupid, I was ordered to eat and I did not see the time passing, I laugh a little, find me stupid to have thought that Marco would be there

I go home with the bag of food still warm, and starve on the bed, and start eating

Marco... I’m stupid ; I start laughing all by myself Marco?! I forgot! I forgot to tell him I got here, damn it!

Where’s my phone, or I put it, it’s when you need it most that’s not there FIND, at the foot of the bed, what is it doing there?!

2 missed calls 3 messages

shit

in my life, I prefer to communicate by message, I find it simpler and less annoying, but I wasn’t thinking about it, and I call them It rings, why was I calling them?! a message would have sufficed, I hesitate to hang up but he picks up

Did you see the time? ; He looked ironic I have arrived ; I answer in the same tone as him I thought I’d have to come see if you had arrived well ; still ironic, but he could have been serious ah yeah ? ;                                                                                                        yeah ;

un silence s'instale, je ne sais pas quoi dire, j'aimerais le revoir mais quand ?, et est ce que lui veut me revoir?, oui il veut sinon il ne n'aurait pas demander mon numero de telephone, mais demain je pars, et lui il a la comic con,...

y/n ; yes? ; tomorrow, you ? ; No, I, uh, I wouldn’t be here ; oh too bad ; Yeah, I wish I could have seen you on stage ; I would have liked to see you in the crowd ; it would have been cool ; yeah ; yeah ; What time are you leaving? ; Wait ; I rush to my bag, and take out my ticket I have to be at the airport around 11 am ;

there was a silence and you start at what time tomorrow Marco? ; I have to be there at 2:00; we could meet! wait maybe he doesn’t want ok ok, good luck; thank you;

Go y/n ask for a coffee “date”, or just a short walk to change his mind I risk what? that he says no, that I become embarrassed and that the situation is embarrassing and that I ruin the little chance that I have Be brave, damn it!

tomorrow 10 am, in the bar you want, is that okay? ; There was a silence, shit he’s going to say no... Marco? ; perfect, 10 in front of your hotel, I go to take ; a stewardship joy does not invade (and a huge stress too) great ; I can’t help smiling foolishly I’ll take you to the airport ; oh uh thank you, that’s nice ;

the conversation ended with good-byes tomorrow,

a minute of silence for my soul who has just left my body I can’t believe I have a "date" with Marco Ilso!!!!

What am I gonna wear, I got nothing!!

Apr 23 9 : 30 am

in front of my mirror, I look at myself one last time to be sure that everything is fine, I do a simple hairstyle, a simple make-up, my outfit...I did with what I had, but at least with my 4 layers of clothes I wouldn’t get cold, even though I look like my woodcutter who drank way too many beers

*notification noise* I look at my phone

From Marco <3: I’m waiting for you downstairs

I grab my stuff, look one last time at the room to see if I forgot anything, everything is good I can leave

He stood in front of the reception, dressing well, styling well and beautifully beautiful, for a moment I considered running away, I’m ashamed, imagine a person like me with him, a fan, I’m just a fan... too late he saw me, he beckons me and gets closer

hi, y/n ; hi Marco ; Let me help you ; he put his hand on the handle of my little suitcase oh it’s okay I can do it ; I was a little embarrassed I know ; he took it and motioned me to follow him, outside a taxi waiting for us Once inside a banal conversation began, also side by side, shoulder to shoulder

oh, I was going to forget ; I’m going through my bag, under Marco’s watchful eyes

and there it is ; I give him a small cardboard box what is it ; he prices it carefully a gift ; I smile at him                                                                                                really, I’m entitled to a gift? ; he looks at me smiling Yeah, well, it’s not exactly for you ; what? ; he looked confused open ; I push his shoulder he opened, and began to laugh oh ; What ?! you don’t like it, he’s not gonna like it? ; no, it is perfect, Pablo will love it ; he turns to me with a big smile great ; our face was close, smiling and alaise but very close

he’ll smile, I do the same he gets a little closer to me, I do the same he puts his hand on my cheek, I put my hands on the back of his neck envy, electricity and butterflies paradise, quick and shy, but adorable we look at each other, smiling like children

~~

I won’t tell you what happened next, because it’s a secret A well-kept secret between me and Marco Is our date go well, probably Did we keep talking by message, maybe Did we meet again after, who knows

but what I can tell you is that the fake scenario imagined in this hotel room may have become reality and it’s much better in real life (with some real good sensation)

end

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hey

i known, the end is bad but i have no more inspiration, so, hey sorry

anyway, if you have some request or anythings else

Kiss Kiss

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[at1nys-blog]

Hi, I don’t know how to properly make one so if it looks chaotic just know I don’t have any clue how to make this properly. Let just start then.

How to requests posts:

You can: request as an anon

But: leave an rappresentative emoji/letter/phrase/whatever

Why: so I know if you already requested, in that case it will pushed unless no one new requested something.

You can: ask me to write a fem/male!reader

If: you don’t I’ll automatically make gn!reader

You can: give reader a specific nationality/job.

You can: request a SMAU

But: you HAVE to give me more details, which can be discussed on private if you want

Or: you can trust me and leave it to me

But: in this case it might take me longer than usual.

In this case: at least tell me how you want things to develop; any plot twists involved I WONT ACCEPT A SMAU REQUEST FROM ANONS SINCE I WILL TAG PEOPLE

Please: say if you want a male!reader because my SMAU are always a fem!reader, is easier for me like that

You can: request a Character x Character

Might add more

Things I won’t write:

Romantic xreader insert for minors celebrities. As for now just Xikers. Just give me a name to use

Anything with cheating involved.

Anything with pregnancy.

No smut. Might change but as for now I won’t. I have nightmares since the last time I tried

ANYTHING THAT ROMANTACISES MAFIA RELATIONSHIP. This is very important pls take it in consideration.

ANYTHING FOR YUK1O OKUMURA AND T3TTA KISAKI. Another important rule to follow. I don’t like the guys I won’t write for them no matter what. Of course they’ll be mentioned, I just don’t want the focus to be on them.

I will not write kdrama ff. Both reader insert or Character x Charaxter

Might add more

I will not make a gn!reader SMAU AND THIS IS JUST BECAUSE IM NOT VERY COMFY WITHOUT A SPECIFIC GENDER FOR THOSE TYPE OF FANFICTION I’m pretty sure you can find blogs that does that, sorry if I’m not that type of blogs 😞

What might be taken down:

Why: they might not tell me anything. But try your luck I guess

Requests with celebrities or fandoms I don’t know

Why: I don’t have enough knowledge about them

Requests for latest MCU tv shows

Why: I didn’t like them, I don’t know what happened

Requests for fandoms I don’t follow anymore. Ex: Harry Potter; Doctor Who

Why: I might not have any ideas for those unless you have one

Attack on titans. I liked the first couple of seasons but then it got meh for me

Might add more

Things I will write:

Angst

Friends-2-lovers

Enemies-2-lovers my favorite

Strangers-2-lovers

And so on

Suggestive is a green light so ask if you want

Single parent!Au

Fantasy!Au and more

Smau

Fake texts

Headcanons

Might add more

For who I write:

But 1st, a couple of important things:

I might need to age up some underaged characters depending on the request

Is going to be divided in 5: List #1 is about my top favorite show/anime/manga/celebrities not counting One Piece and the MCU tv shows are about fandoms that I think no one writes for/writes less for THIS IS A FIXED LIST WILL MAYBE CHANGE SLIGHTLY IN THE FUTURE BUT ONLY IF I FIND SOMETHING THAT I LIKE AS THOSE FANDOMS AS WELL; List #2 is about fandoms I write for rarely because I am always for a loss of ideas; List #3 fandoms I haven’t wrote for yet; List #4 list of fandoms I never thought to write for but I won’t mind writing if someone asked.

MAINLY DOES NOT MEAN I WILL NOT WRITE FOR OTHER CHARACTERS. IT JUST MEANS THEY KINDA HAVE PRIORITY

List #1:

BLUE EXORCIST

Mainly: Bon, Renzo and Rin

One piece

Mainly: Zoro, Eustass Kid, ShanksxBuggy

Tokyo Revengers

Mainly: Mitsuya, Haitani brothers and Hanma

MCU LOKI HAWKEYE AND MOON KNIGHT

HVITSERK/MARCO ILSØ

MAMAMOO

DREAMCATCHER

Block B

Mainly: P.O.

Six of crows

List #2:

Actors in general will take longer if I don’t know the one you requested

Ateez

Stray kids

Grey’s anatomy

MCU

Criminal Minds

My hero academia

Alice in Borderland

Mainly: Chishiya and Kuina

List #3

Other Marvel movies/tv shows

Vikings

Mainly: Floki (non romantic), Ubbe, Hvitserk and Ivar

The last kingdom

Supernatural

Mainly: Dean Winchester

Jujutsu Kaisen

Chainsaw man

Fullmetal Alchemist: brotherhood

Noragami

List #4

IF YOU SEE A FANDOM YOU WOULD LIKE TO REQUESTS IN THIS SECTION IT DOES NOT MEAN I AM NOT GOING TO WRITE FOR IT IS JUST I NEVER WROTE AND I WONT WRITE UNLESS PEOPLE ASK FOR IT SO ASK ANYWAY

Avatar the last Airbender

Trigun Stampede (2023)

Fire Force (anime ver.)

The legend of Korra

Aespa

Itzy

Seventeen

Twice

(western) singers

2 Broke Girls

One Chicago

Stranger Things

Sweet Home

The Last of Us (tv show ver.)

The umbrella academy (might take a while I have to rewatch it)

Game of Thrones

Doctor who

Percy Jackson

Merlin

Harry Potter

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[heavenlymorals]

Hey x3 If you do actor stuff could you do Marco Ilsø x fan reader? Like at a comic con she gets an autograph and hes just amazed? Since im a sucker for jealousy maybe a bit when she goes to Alex? I never seen something like this :/ Thank you <3

Thank you so much for the ask ❤

Unfortunately, I am uncomfortable writing fanfiction involving real people, so from the bottom of my heart, I'm sorry.

I don't tend to read that many x readers (or do them in general as I perfer writing for already existing characters in whatever fandom I'm writing in) so I'm a bit lost on knowing authors who would take your request and who are comfortable writing fanfiction for real people but I'm sure they are out there.

Either way, I am honored that you considered me ❤

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[akamaiden]

Hola, may you please write #23“I’m proud of you.” and #60. “Cum for me.” for Marco Ilso? Something like the reader is his friend and he broke up with his long time girlfriend two months ago and she isn't sure if it's the right time to tell him about her feelings, but when she sees another girl flirting with him she makes her move? Sorry it's long 😊😊😊

A/N: This is my first time ever writing for Marco so any feedback is highly appreciated. This gif belongs to @therealcalicali.

Pairing: Marco Ilsø x Reader.

Warnings: Smut, as always.

Words: 1613.

You had just arrived from work, you were putting your phone to charge. You turned it on and looked shocked at the twenty missed calls.

“Jesus,” you talked to yourself. 

All the calls were from Marco. You called him immediately, worried with him. He answered you at the first ring. 

“Y/N, I-i need you,” he sobbed on the phone.

“Marco, are you crying? What happened?” you asked. 

“Ashley, she just, she broke up with me,” he sobbed.

“Jesus. Try to calm your breath. Where are you?” you asked already grabbing your purse and the key of your car.

“H-home. Are you coming? Please, I need to talk to someone about this. It's all my fault,” he said.

“I'm coming,” you said already getting into your car.

You broke at least six traffic rules but you honestly didn't give a fuck. When you got into Marco's apartment the first thing you noticed it was his opened door. You quickly got inside and closed it behind you.

“Marco?” you said.

“Here,” he said.

You followed the sound of his voice and founder him sitting in the floor. 

“Hey, I'm here,” you said touching his shoulder gently.

“She left me and it's my fault,” he said.

“What happened, Marco?” you asked sitting at his side. 

“Remember that I made a test for Vikings?” he said.

“Yes, you were so excited about it,” you said.

“I'm in. I'll start on the next season, I'll be one of Ragnar's sons,” he said.

“This is amazing, Marco!” you said. 

“Yeah, I thought the same way. Before I said that this means passing a lot of time in Dublin,” he said.

You understood everything. Ashley was so jealous and possessive, obviously she made Marco choose between his role or her. But you were happy that he chose his role, instead of that fake blonde bitch.

“Do you think you made a bad call?” you asked carefully.

“I don't know, Y/N. I always wanted to have bigger roles and participating of one of the most watched tv shows at the moment is simply perfect. But I lost Ashley,” he said.

“Marco-” 

“What if she is right? That the role is no big deal and that I'm wasting time?” he said.

“Hey, hey. Stop it. It's your chance to show how good actor you are. If she didn't understand this, I'm sorry but she doesn't support you,” you said. 

“Maybe you're right, Y/N. Thanks for being such a great friend, can you stay here? We can buy pizza or something,” he said.

“This looks great, Marco,” you said.

It's been two months since Marco was single and everyday you asked yourself if it wasn't time for you to confess your feelings for him? It looks like a good ideia, but what if he didn't feel the same way? What if this fucked up your friendship. You simply couldn't risk it.

You were going pick Marco, he convinced you to get out with him. And considering that he would drink his ass off, you were going more to take care of him. 

When you arrived at the party he started drinking and dancing, at least he was having fun.

You saw one girl staring at him, you felt your heart tighten in your chest. It was a matter of seconds so she came closer and starting dancing with him. You turned your back to the scene, you didn't need to watch this.

“When will you tell him, Y/N?” Alex asked you.

“I don't know what you're talking about, Alex,” you tried.

“You're a terrible liar. I know you love him, it's written all over your face,” he said.

“Is that obvious?” you asked.

“I don't know why Marco didn't notice yet,” he said.

“It's pointless Alex. He'd never liked me. His ex looks like a super model, I'm nothing in front of her,” you said.

“Oh, stop it. You're beautiful, Y/N. Sooner or later Marco will notice this,” he said. 

“I hope you're right,” you said.

Before Alex could say something else, Marco came closer and hugged both of you. 

“Alex, my man, can you take care of Y/N?” he asked.

“Where are you going?” you asked him.

“I'm going have some fun to that beautiful blonde,” he said. 

“Marco, no. You can't,” you said without thinking straight.

“Why not? It's been two months, I need to get laid,” he said. 

Alex chuckled and left you alone, you looked over your shoulder and saw him dancing and talking with the girl.

“Because, I-i... I love you,” you said not looking at him, avoiding his judgmental look.

“You what?” he asked lifting your chin.

“I love you, but I know that you don't feel the same way and of course you deserve better than the clumsy and silly me. If you prefer I can give you some time, you know...” you said.

“You're not silly. Clumsy? Well, you definitely are. But I think it's the cutest thing. I never imagined that,” he said.

“It's been such a long time, but you were always fooling around with random girls so I thought-”

“You thought wrong, my dear. You're right, I can't go with nobody else but you,” he said and kissed you. 

God, he was finally kissing you. You imagined this so many times and still, it was even better than your sweetest dreams.

His tongue easily dominated yours, he was sucking your tongue, dominating the kiss while he was pressing your hips.

When breath became a necessity, you said, “Let me take you out of here,”

You drove insanely, breaking at least two traffic rules but again, you didn't give a fuck about it. 

It was the millionth time that you were going to his apartment but this time was different, the sexual tension it was so thick that if you had a knife it would be possible to cut it off.

When you got inside the elevator, he didn't lost time and he pressed a button that made the elevator got stuck. 

He slammed you against the wall and immediately you felt his mouth on your neck, trying to devour you. 

“Marco,” you moaned.

“Shhh, I can't wait until we get at my place. I need you now and I honestly didn't give a fuck about where we are. Do you?” he asked pinching your nipples through the fabric of your dress, making you whimper on his arms.

“Someone can see us,” you tried to reason with him.

“Then put a show for them,” he snaking his hand to your panties.

You could feel him smirking when he saw how wet you were for him.

“You're too wet for someone who doesn't want this, don't you think?” he asked circling your clit, after putting your panties aside.

“Marco,” you moaned his name. 

You felt like your body was on fire, he barely started and you simply lost the capacity to think coherently.

He took off your panties and slid two fingers into your pussy and you started riding his hand. 

“Look at you, Y/N. Look at you riding my fingers, fucking yourself on them,” he said pulling your hair, forcing you to stare at your reflection on the mirror of the elevator.

He started curling his fingers into you, hitting your g-spot repeatedly. 

“I-i... Shit, you'll make me cum so hard, Marco, babe,” you managed to say between moans.

“Then cum. Cum for me, kitten,” he said sucking that sweet spot of your neck.

You came hard yelling his name feeling the orgasm wash your body. He hugged you tightly and you felt his hardness pressed against your ass. 

“Are you that hard for me?” you said.

He nodded, “I'm gonna fucking ruin you,”

You turned around and kissed him while your hands were working on his pants, once you freed his cock you stroked them a couple times, getting him ready for you.

He picked you on his arms and putted you sitting in the safety bar of the elevator and without wasting more time he slammed into you.

“Fuck,” you squealed.

He smiled and started thrusting into you, hard and fast. He was so deep into, he found your g-spot and started hitting it repeatedly, making you see stars. 

“You feel so good around my cock, kitten. Look at you, you're taking my cock so eagerly,” he said. 

“Marco, you're so deep into me and it feels so gooood,” you said with your eyes closed. Your hands were on his neck, scratching and caressing him.

“C'mon open your eyes,” he said.

You opened your eyes and got lost into his dark green eyes shining in pure lust.

“Cum for me, kitten. Cum all over my cock, Y/N,” he said pulling your hair with one hand and the other he slapped your ass hard. 

You came yelling his name, lost in so much pleasure. He thrusted you two more times but when he felt you clenching around him, he spilled himself into your cunt. 

You jumped on his arms and he hugged you tightly. “I’m proud of you,” he said.

“What do you mean?” you asked trying to catch your breath.

“You're so shy but still, you putted a show for the security personnel.

“Shit, Marco! Where are my panties?” you asked. 

“This one here?” he asked showing you your lace panties that was wrapped around his finger.

“Give it to me!” you squealed. 

He laughed and pressed the button again and the elevator started working once again. 

“Not now, kitten. Come here, we still have the whole night before I'll give you this,” he said.

And you simply understood that he wouldn't give your panties, not any time soon at least.

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[oddsnendsfanfics]

I Don’t Share

Genre: Fan Fiction Pairing: Marco Ilsø/Reader Warnings: N/A Rating: PG Length: One Shot 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: Marco’s girlfriend comes to visit and one of his female costars real or made up has a crush on him and keeps flirting with him and he’s just oblivious. He’s too busy with his lady to even notice - was the prompt, here is what I got. I do hope you like it @danceyreagan

"A sight for sore eyes." Jordan joked, wrapping his arms around you, his beard acting like a cushion. "I'm glad you've decided to spend some time with us."

"I have some time off of work and figured, why not? Sitting around an apartment in Dublin is much more fun than sitting around home by myself." You jest and playfully elbow Marco.

"At least here you have me to cuddle all night long." Marco beamed, his chubby cheeks dimpling, causing your smile to grow even wider. He had to be the most adorable man you'd ever met, despite his bossiness.

"This is true." You nod in agreement. Kissing his cheek and turning your attention back to the tall Scot-turned Australian on the opposite side of you. "So, what's good to eat here, anyway?"

You were more apt to trust Jordan's palate than Marco's, as much as you loved him there were times when Marco's tastes had gotten you into a few tricky situations. There was no way you could stand a repeat of the torpedo soup and sago worm. Your trip to Malaysia was supposed to be fun, not a culinary nightmare.

Scanning the menu, Jordan rattled off a few of his favourite dishes, pointing out various starters, sides, and mains. He was in the middle of explaining how well the Murphy's Stout paired with the pot pie, when a few others joined the table. Focused on Jordan's intricate description of how the lamb stew melted into the pie, you were a little delayed in welcoming the new faces.

"I see they're already ahead of the game." Alex snickered trying to snatch the menu from Jordan.

"Aye, fuck off." Jordan pulled the menu away, laughing.

"Hi Alex." You manage to lean across Jordan for an impossible hug.

"Jordie, who is your new friend?" The unfamiliar dark haired woman on the other side of Marco asked. Not waiting to be introduced, she leaned across Marco, her hand extended. "I'm Esme."

"Esme, lovely to meet you." You shook her hand, introducing yourself. "I've heard...such nice things."

In truth the most you'd heard was how she had joined the cast a few months ago. Her character, Inger, was to be brought into the new season and you knew that Esme was from somewhere in Wales, originally. When you got to talk to Marco on the phone, your conversations about work and co-workers was often brief.

"Well, Jordie has told me nothing about you." Her absolutely stunning green eyes focused on the bearded man beside you.

"Why would I?" Jordan shrugged, a smirk crossing his face. "She's not my girlfriend."

"Oh, I thought...never mind." Esme dismissed you and your connection. "So, Marco, what are you doing after? Did you want to head over to the pool hall, I could really use some practice." Her voice had gone to an almost sickening tone.

Watching from his seat next to Jordan; Alex held back a burst of laughter. Resorting to a loud "Ow!" when Alicia smacked him in the chest following her action with a warning glare.

"I can't." Marco quietly added, his brow furrowed with a pout. "I'm busy, after."

"Too busy for me? I thought we had fun last week." Esme gripped his bicep.

Funny, Marco didn't mention anything about playing pool last week. Whatever, if he'd done something wrong, you would have heard by now. One of Marco's traits was being unable to hide a guilty conscience.

"We did, at least I had fun." Alex spoke up, giving you a silent indication that Marco wasn't in the habit of going out with other girls when you weren't around. "Hey, Es. You, Alicia,  Jordan, and I could still go."

"What about you?" Esme smiled at you.

"I can't, Marco and I are going to a movie after." You shrugged and turned your attention back to the others. "You're all welcome to come, of course. We're not sure what we want to see yet, but we're open to suggestions."

There was no use in making this poor girl feel foolish for flirting with somebody's boyfriend. You knew that Marco was forthcoming, in telling people all about you, unless he felt the other person had no business knowing his. If Esme wasn't in the loop, then Marco wasn't her friend, yet.

Shaking his head, Marco made a small grunt, his arm shooting around you in a tight protective manner. A display to show that you were with him and be damned if anyone got in on that. "Nope, no they're not. No crashing our date." His bun bobbed with the movement of his head.

"But what if I wanted to spend time with my friends?" You lean into him, resting your chin on his shoulder.

"Nope, too bad. They get dinner, sorry guys. She's mine and I don't share."

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[angelaiswriting]

I Still Love You | Marco Ilsø x OC

[Pic above is ‘mine’ - PSD (not mine) here + image found on Pinterest. I’m a hoe for IG mockups, I’m sorry. Thanks Tumblr for lowering the quality when I add pics in a text post]

✎ Pairing: Marco Ilsø x OC

✎ A/N: I’m just so slow...

✎ Warnings: ... and I’m on my period and this makes me emotional, so I cried all the time while writing this. So I just don’t know, but if you find any let me know, okay? Please?

Word-count: 2524

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four

It had taken him almost two weeks to convince her, but eventually, he had managed to force a ‘yes’ out of her lips. And ever since that afternoon in the library she worked at, he had found himself smiling like a fool every day.

“You will scare her away if you keep that creepy smile on your face,” Alex had warned him, but Marco simply didn’t care. And, moreover, his friend didn’t understand. Couldn’t understand. Alex hadn’t scared his girlfriend away. He hadn’t ripped her heart out of her chest. He hadn’t got drunk at the wrong party, hadn’t done what he had done. Alex didn’t know what it felt like, watching as someone he had once loved with all his might tried to get back up on her feet to go on with her life. Didn’t know what it felt like to see Anna take care of his nieces, or how he hadn’t found it in himself to wash the pullover he had lent her. He couldn’t hear nor feel the way his heart kept beating inside his chest, threatening to break his ribs.

All that mattered was that Anna had accepted to come to their New Year’s party – anything else lost its meaning. He had spent days looking for the perfect birthday gift for her and had ended up buying the bracelet Alex had suggested. It was shiny, the thin material catching the light even now, under the dim lights of his bathroom. It could mean ‘it’s nice to have you back,’ or ‘I’d like another chance, go back where we were before I fucked up,’ or ‘please, don’t exit my life again, I couldn’t survive it.’ All things he knew he wouldn’t be able to tell her. He wasn’t going to tell her he loved her, or that he still needed her in his life, still wanted to marry her and have her kids as he had always imagined before things went downhill.

And it was all because he was a stupid coward, he told himself. He could still see the hurt and betrayal behind her smile, could still see the sadness in her grey irises. And when he thought of the tears she must have shed… it killed him, there was no better word to say it.

It killed him that he couldn’t have her. It killed him that he had hurt her. It killed him that maybe, one day, she wouldn’t bear his children but someone else’s. And it killed him that he couldn’t go back in time, couldn’t fix his mistake.

When he looked up in the mirror, he saw Alex leaning against the door frame.

“Are you ready to go?” his friend asked. He was wearing a light pair of jeans and a navy blue button-down, but he was Alex and anything always looked good on him.

“Am I?” Marco honestly didn’t know. It wasn’t like it was the first time he was hanging out with her – though he still couldn’t understand why Anna had yet to yell at him to leave her the fuck alone – he felt as though this time was different, as though, somehow, it was special.

Alex reached him and grabbed him by his shoulders. “I don’t know, buddy. You tell me.”

Marco sighed and closed his eyes for a second.

To hell with the party! He was just going to call in sick, lay down on his couch and drown in his miserable memories.

“I think I need a drink,” he muttered, shoving the little black box with Anna’s present in his pocket.

His friend laughed and stopped him from leaving the bathroom. “Stop with all this shit, Marco,” he warned. “That girl is waiting for you to pick her up. What are you gonna do? Be a coward and not show up?”

Marco didn’t even fight to free himself from Alex’s hold. “What if I mess up again? What if I end up hurting her?”

“And what if you show her you’ve finally manned up and that you’re worthy of her forgiveness? Have you ever thought of that?”

Marco tried to say something, but his mouth opened and closed a few times before he slumped his shoulders and heaved a sigh.

“I’m taking this as a ‘no’,” Alex smiled. “Look, if you don’t’ take the risk, you’ll never know. She’s trusting you enough to let you near her again. And I might not know what happened between the two of you, but it looks like she’s willing to take the risk and see where this thing goes. You even bought her a birthday present! If you don’t go, what are you going to do with it? Leaving it in your pocket to remind you that once you pissed yourself at the thought of hanging out with the girl you’re clearly head over heels in love with?”

Marco shook his head and lowered his gaze. No, he couldn’t do this to her. He couldn’t get back into her life just to screw it up once more. “You don’t understand…” he trailed off.

“And then make me understand!” But when Marco kept silent, Alex groaned and let go of his hold on his friend’s arm. “Okay. Good. Stay at home. I’ going to pick her up and take her out for the night. Maybe I’ll even manage to not make you come off as a gigantic coward.”

Marco didn’t answer. He knew his friend wasn’t going to do something like that to him. He had yet to tell him the reason why Anna had broken up with him – and he wasn’t even sure he was going to open up on that topic with anyone for at least a millennium – but he knew Alex partially understood. But when he left the bathroom and Marco saw him entering his bedroom, a thrill went down his spine.

He wasn’t going to take his phone.

Marco shook his head. No, he wasn’t.

A few moments passed before he heard his friend’s voice talking with someone. “Hi, I’m Alex, Marco’s friend.”

He had never known how fast he could run until the thought of Alex calling his Anna crashed onto his shoulders. He cursed his stupid self for sharing his phone password with his friend. They were like brothers and he knew Alex’s PIN too but would have never thought of something like that.

Alex didn’t even see him coming. Marco just jumped on him from behind, sending him flying onto his bed and tore his phone from his friend’s hand.

For a second he thought it was just a joke. Alex had faked a call just to wake him out of his fears, but when he heard a voice coming from the speakers of his phone, he froze.

“What the fuck did you do?” he hissed, standing up and preparing himself to confront Anna.

Alex was grinning. “I woke you up.”

Marco scoffed and shook his head before pressing the phone against his ear. “Hello?”

“Marco?” Anna sounded confused. What was he going to tell her? “Is everything alright? Are you okay? Did something happen?”

He didn’t even notice the worried tone of her voice, too busy killing his friend with his eyes. “Yes, don’t worry. Alex was just pranking me.”

“God, good,” she sighed. “I thought something bad had happened to you.”

“What? No…”

Anna kept quiet for a few seconds before speaking again. “Do you… Do you want to cancel the date?”

She couldn’t do this to him. She couldn’t show him how well she still knew him now. “No, no, how could you think something like this?”

“I don’t know, I just… I had a feeling, that’s all. I’ll wait for you, then.” He could almost see her smiling, relieved.

“I’ll be there soon,” he reassured her.

He waited for her to hang up before groaning. “I’m so going to kill you, hoe,” he warned.

“You’ll thank me when you’ll make her birthday,” Alex shrugged his shoulders, a stupid smug smile on his face, a smile Marco couldn’t wait to erase.

   When they reached her house, Anna was already outside. She was wearing a red dress, one that looked particularly good on her, and a black jacket, and her hair was braided into a braid that crowned her head like Princess Leia’s.

He hurried out of the car to open the passenger’s door for her while she hurried down the driveway.

“Hi,” she smiled, clutching her purse with both hands.

Marco smiled like an idiot. What was he afraid of? It was as if, suddenly, all his fears flew out of the window and he was left alone with her.

“Are you going to tell her she looks stunning or do I have to do it for you?” Alex’s voice startled them both. He had rolled down the window and was now poking his head in the freezing air of the evening.

“You’re the one who called me,” Anna recognized him and shook the hand Alex was holding out for her.

“Don’t mind him,” Marco stepped in, waiting for her to sit in the car. “He’s just an idiot,” he added, bending over to glare at his friend, sitting behind Anna. When he closed the door, he tried not to pay too much attention to the goosebumps Anna’s cool breath had caused to rise on his neck.

There was no good in deluding himself.

And when he sat down in front of the steering wheel again, he tried to ignore his friends giggling. Alex is not taking her anyway, he told himself. He was his best friend, his partner in crime: he knew he wouldn’t hurt him. It was just a joke. Just a stupid joke, nothing important.

He had been driving for ten minutes when Anna spoke up.

“This is embarrassing, you know?” she chuckled, glancing at him and then at Alex. “I’m still trying to decide if you’re just mad at each other or if you’re planning to kill me and drop me off somewhere.”

Alex laughed, and even Marco giggled. But then the stupid friend he had had to open his stupid mouth and answer with the worst answer he could come up with. “Marco’s just afraid of doing something stupid and scare you away.”

I’m so killing you.

He noticed Anna blushing from the corner of his eye, but when he was about to shut Alex up, she spoke. “Nothing bad will happen, don’t worry.”

The touch on his shoulder made him turn towards her for a second and he saw her smiling. She had faith in him, why couldn’t he have faith in himself, too?

    “I’m sorry for what happened in the car,” he muttered staring at Alex talking with a guy he did not know. “Alex can be… I don’t know, his behavior is beyond my understanding.”

“What happened in the car, Marco?”

He didn’t answer.

“Is that why your friend called me, earlier this evening? Because you were afraid of messing up and wanted to cancel?”

Marco stared at her but all he could see were her tears, her puffy eyes and the smeared makeup she had worn the night he had messed up for real.

“I don’t want to hurt you again,” he confessed.

“You want me to go back home then?”

No. “No!” The strength with which he grabbed her wrist scared him and forced him to let go as if her skin had burned him. “Please, stay. I’m just… nervous.”

Anna smiled and sipped her orange juice – it made him smile, the way she didn’t like alcohol.

Why was he like this? Why did he have to always ruin everything with her?

She was probably thinking of a polite excuse to leave because, heck! He himself was embarrassed by what he had said.

It was then that he saw Alex staring at him from the other side of the crowded room. He was frowning, his arms crossed over his chest. He knew his friend was losing what little courage he had managed to come up with.

‘For fuck’s sake, dude! Take her outside and give her her damn present!’ Alex texted him.

It wasn’t that he didn’t know what to do. It was more like he didn’t know how to do it. What if the bracelet wasn’t enough? Or what if it was too much? They weren’t even as close as he hoped anymore. And that whole car thing had ruined everything.

What was she thinking of him now?

Maybe it embarrassed her too much.

Maybe she’d rather be at home watching the X-Men marathon re-run.

She didn’t know anyone at the party, so maybe she was regretting coming in the first place.

“I’m sorry if I said anything awkward,” she started after a while, looking up at him.

She was uncomfortably leaning against the wall and he knew he should have introduced her to his friends, but what if they said the wrong things? Or what if some of them, even just one, decided to hook up with her?

He rubbed his eyes with his free hand, trying not to sigh again.

“I mean, you’re clearly not having fun. I’m not even sure you still want me here…” she continued. “I know it’s awkward between us since what happened, but I’m trying. I don’t know, maybe I’m failing, but just know that you don’t have to put up with me if you don’t want to. I mean, I shouldn’t be the one putting up with you, but I believe in second chances and…” When he met her eyes, she stopped. “I’m just trying to say that I’m not chaining you down, that if you want to go, then you’re free to go.”

Why was she thinking it was her fault?

“I don’t want to let go of you.” He put the glass down on the floor and grabbed her hand. “I just want to make up for what I did, but I… I’m too afraid of…”

“Messing up?”

He nodded.

“I’m scared, too, but if you never try you never know, right?”

He nodded again before shoving his hand into his pocket. “I bought you this,” he simply stated. “Happy birthday, Anna.” He put the little black box in her hands, sweating nervously. Why did it have to be so difficult? He waited for her to open it before speaking again. “It’s not the original box. The one that came with the bracelet was too big to fit in the pocket, but I have it at home if you want it and…”

“I love it, thank you,” she chuckled. “Can you help me with the clip?”

It took him more than he thought it would, but in the end, the bracelet was secured around her wrist.

“I’m glad you like it,” he confessed, relieved. “There’s something I need to tell you,” he added after a while, lowering his gaze again. “And you don’t have to say it back now. You don’t even have to say it back at all, but I just… need to let it out.”

She squeezed his hand harder. “Okay?”

“I still love you.”

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Red

So I’m on my period and this is what came out of that, apologies in advance!!

Warnings; NSFW as usual, minors DNI! Period sex so if that’s not for you please keep scrolling. Also totally unformatted because I’m too lazy!

You hadn’t known Marco long, you’d met through mutual friends and had got along so well you’d been hanging out away from the group. You liked him a lot more than just friends but you hadn’t been brave enough to take the next step for fear he didn’t feel the same. Today he’d messaged you several times and you hadn’t replied to one, you weren’t trying to be mean but you were on your period and the cramps were awful you weren’t comfortable enough to share that with Marco yet so you’re go to was to just ignore the phone.

Unfortunately you couldn’t ignore the knocking at your door. “Come on I know you’re in there,” he called through the door. You answered looking rather frail and his face instantly softened. “Are you avoiding me?” He asked. You shook your head but then doubled over as a cramp hit you hard. He realised the problem instantly and guided you gently to the sofa. He sat down pulling you with him and with one arm around you he laid his big hand low on your lower stomach. The warmth brought an instant feeling of relief and you let out a sigh snuggling closer into his side. “You should’ve told me earlier, I would’ve come straight over,” he spoke softly into your ear as though afraid to disturb your new found peace. “Sorry I didn’t know if we were really at a stage to share this sort of thing,” you blushed a little at your foolishness.

After watching a movie cuddled together on the couch it was starting to get late and you could no longer suppress your yawns. “I guess I should make a move it’s getting..” “Stay,” you interrupted him “please”. Marco smiled and nodded and you walked him towards your room. It was a bit awkward getting yourselves ready and situated in the bed but once you were in and Marco put his hand back on your stomach you relaxed again and found yourself drifting off.

When you awoke in the morning it took you a minute to register your situation. You were on your side, Marco’s body curled up against your back with his hand still on your lower stomach but this time inside your sleep shorts. Before you had time to bask in this though you felt a warmth between your legs and jumped out of bed with an “oh god” turning to look at Marco and seeing the mark on the front of his boxers you let out an “oh fuck” this time and threw yourself into your bathroom in embarrassment. You stood there for a moment in utter horror when you heard your name. “Please don’t be embarrassed,” you ignored him. “Honestly I’m not that much of a jerk that something like this is gonna bother me, it’s completely out of your control.” Still you didn’t respond. “You really think this is the first time I’ve had blood on my dick.” Ok that got you “eww Marco that’s gross”. You heard him chuckling and you couldn’t help but smile you were starting to like that sound a little too much. “Come on, open up,” he pleaded. You opened the door, only to remember you still hadn’t been able to clean yourself up. Marco held out his hand “thought you might need some fresh clothes,” he lent around you to start the shower and then putting his face close to yours he whispered “it’s not like it could put me off you anyway”.

You didn’t hold back, leaning up you connected your lips to his, you were heated in your approach letting all the feelings you’d been holding back out in that one kiss. Marco responded instantly and swiped his tongue along your lip begging you to open up. You were more than willing to oblige and your arms went round Marco’s neck trying to get impossibly closer. He slipped his hands under your top until they were cupping your breasts but not yet breaking the kiss he ran his thumbs over your hardening nipples and you couldn’t hold back a moan. Removing his lips from yours for the first time had you feeling slightly lost but then he was pulling your sleep top over your head and looking at you like you were the most fascinating thing he’d ever laid eyes on. His tongue poked out and flicked a circle around your left nipple and your legs buckled a little, pleased with the response he repeated the action on your right one and you felt like you might melt into a puddle right there on the bathroom floor.

Marco swiftly removed the boxers he’d been sleeping in and you couldn’t help the hungry look you gave him, he moved forward to remove your shorts also and you hesitated knowing the state you were in. He gave you a soft reassuring smile and gently tugged down everything from your lower half leaving you completely exposed to him. He pushed you gently into the shower and followed in behind you. Picking up the shower gel and a flannel you decided you’d clean him up only fair after you’d made all the mess. You washed his entire body constantly staying away from his cock, you knew you were teasing him, hell you could see the reaction his body was having. Eventually you brought the flannel around him giving an experimental tug, when you were sure you’d actually cleaned up the mess you dropped the flannel and moved your hand back to his aching cock. “Uh uh, your turn,” he said and spun you so your back was to him. He gently washed your entire body saving all the good bits for last of course, it was your own fault you’d teased him first. When he’d soaped up your breasts he went back to massaging them with his hands and when he raked his nails gently across your nipples your entire body arched into him of its own accord. He gingerly moved the flannel down your lower stomach, all the time watching your face for signs that you were uncomfortable. When he got low enough you simply moved your legs further apart from him and he took this as his cue, he ran the flannel all along the inside of your thighs, up and across the outside of your pussy before gently moving in between your lips. You’re pretty sure you should feel ashamed, maybe even disgusted but all you felt was an incredible sense of intimacy that you’d never felt with anyone else before. After a minute or so Marco dropped the flannel and run his bare fingers over your clit, you’d never done anything sexual whilst on your period before but it seemed as though everything was heightened, everything felt.. well just more!

You felt a finger start to slide inside you, all whilst his thumb was still working at your clit. After a second he inserted another finger and curled them upwards. The feeling of his fingers pumping against your spot and his thumb working your clit made you lose it in no time. Your whole body juddering and your pussy clamping down on his fingers you cried out his name. He took you through your high and then his lips were back on yours still as heated as before. He moved your legs apart slightly and lined his cock up with your entrance, he looked at you to make sure you were sure and when you gave him a nod he pushed into you. He didn’t go easy on you he filled you up in one swift motion but he did at least stop once completely in to allow you time to adjust to him. Taking a deep breathe you nodded for him to move, he started off slow but deep but with every thrust his pace increased. He pushed you further up against the wall of the shower and wrapped one of your legs around his waist, you held on to his biceps to steady yourself and turned your face upwards into the stream of water. As Marco pummelled into you, you knew you were getting close again but you could tell he was as well. “Need you to come now, not gonna last much longer,” he grunted out. But you held your orgasm off until the last minute making sure you came together.

He laid his forehead on yours and smiled at you, “why did we wait so long to do that?” He asked. “I wasn’t sure you liked me that way,” you answered, suddenly feeling vulnerable you lowered your head to face the floor. Marco put two fingers under your chin and tilted your head back up. “Wanted you since the first moment I saw you, I’m glad we got to know each other first though because now it’s so much more than lust”.

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Pairing: Alex x Marco x F!reader Summary: You're working on set at the filming of Vikings. Helping out here and there, but your main job was to take care of the actors when they needed something. (Food, handing out jackets etc.) Until now everything was going smoothly, but soon you had to deal with Alex and Marco, who tries to annoy you mightily. Warning: I don't think there is anything that could trigger you. If yes, forgive me. *Note: The stories are fictional and are based on pictures I found on the internet Words: 1629

"Look, what we have done"

It had snowed for three days, today it was at least sunny, but you were still freezing and wondered, how the actors coped when they wore so little on their bodies. You were unpacking the things you got from a baker and arranging them on plates. The table in the tent where the actors sat when they took a break was still empty, and you turned around to place the first plate on the table. Cinnamon buns and crumble cake, three of each, because you knew not everyone liked them.

You set it down and turned back to the small table against the wall of the tent, you looked over the drink selection that was always there and sighed, now you hadn't even finished your task and already knew your next one, get drinks. You slowly take the cherry pie out of the bag, you would have liked to take more of the pieces, but there were only two left, so you took the strawberry pie. You were about to put the cake on the table, when you noticed that the other plate had disappeared.

"Huh" came from you, and you looked around, but no one but you were in the black tent. You frowned and put the plate on the table as you decide to go outside and see if anyone had snatched it without asking. With one hand on your forehead, still wondering if you had even put the plate down, because you had so much in your head at the moment. With the other, you opened the slot and went out. You look to your right, further away, all the cameramen and directors were standing together.

To your left you heard a familiar laugh, and you looked for the cause, Alex and Marco were standing together, Alex was holding the plate in the middle, between himself and Marco. He had a cinnamon roll in his hand and there was powdered sugar at his wide grinning mouth, and he looked at you. Marco was about to take a big bite out of a crumble cake when you approached the two of them, he almost choked and looked at you with wide eyes. "Looking for us?" Alex raised an eyebrow as you looked down at the plate, there was only one crumble snail and one cinnamon roll left, and you got a little angry.

"How can you be so greedy?" you asked, pointing at the plate. "Hey, wait a minute, Gustaf took a cinnamon roll and ran away. Marco has his second crumble cake" Marco looked at Alex and at you and back again, but he grinned cheekily and kept eating. "You guys know it was supposed to be for everyone, though? The other day it was the chocolate cake that disappeared in its entirety, and today it's this!" you complained because you knew they had to have something to do with it. "Excuse me please, don't be so cheeky, besides there would never have been enough for everyone. You're not doing your job right" Marco spoke and wiped his mouth. "I am not your slave" you complain again.

Marco raised his eyebrow as you raised your voice, "You're not? Can you bring me a jacket, I'm cold!" you close your eyes for a moment and snatch the plate from Alex's hand "I'll get her" you spoke, turning around and going back into the tent, from outside, the laughter from the two of them reached you, but what really annoyed you was the sentence "She's not our slave, but she still has to do it."

You throw, annoyed, the plate on the table, the cinnamon bun had made it a point to annoy you as well, it slipped off the plate and rolled down the table. You sigh loudly and say angrily "Stupid bitch" from the entrance of the tent, came a "Well, if I don't report this" from Marco, who felt addressed. Startled you turned around, "I, - I, I don't mean Y-Y-You" you stuttered and raised a hand. Marco started grinning, stuffing the last piece of crumble snail into his mouth. Alex stuck his head in the opening and mimicked you, "I - I - …. Y-Y-You" you noticed your cheeks getting a little warmer and turned around. These two are still driving you out of your mind. You never knew what they really meant or didn't mean.

You walked over to the chair where the actors jackets were hanging, "Leave those, the sun is shining, what are we supposed to do with those?" You didn't know why or when, Marco had decided to help Alex get on your nerves, but he knew his craft just as well. You let out an annoyed sound and in response, the two of them did the same. You turned as Alex came into the tent and strode towards the still wrapped cakes, you just managed to bat away at his hand as he almost grabbed the bag of quark balls. "No," was all that came from you. Alex looked at you questioningly. "But I'm hungry!" - "I didn't buy groceries just for the two of you" you spoke as you looked to the table and watched in disbelief as Marco shoved the cherry pie into his mouth.

"You didn't really do that now" you took a few steps towards him. He smiled lovingly at you. You shook your head as something crackled behind you, Alex had shoved a quark ball into his mouth and spoke "God they delicious" before you could reach him, he quickly stuffed two more into his mouth. You snatch the bag, out of his hand. "If you keep this up, you're going to get fat. And then don't cry to me!" - "Oh, of course not, if anyone asks us, we'll just say you always buy sugary things like that." You didn't really understand him because his mouth was so full, some small pieces, flew onto your jacket, disgusted you put the bag back on the table. Alex started laughing at the sight of you and plucked the leftovers from your jacket, but you had enough for today. You pushed him towards the exit, "Out, out" were your words.

You grabbed Marco by the arm, who was about to eat the last piece of cherry pie, but with the jerk, it fell out of his hand and landed on the floor. "Out" Outside the two were now standing, no one arguing, Marco licking his fingers, Alex chewing. You went inside and finally wanted to finish your work, but not without looking at the two every now and then, but they didn't move, just looked at each other and laughed. Funny guys, really funny you thought to yourself as you let the quark balls roll onto a plate.

"Hey, actually we wanted to show you something, are you coming?" - "No, I don't have time for your jokes, don't you have something important to do? For example, learning your lines?" you said annoyed to Alex, who tried to get into the tent. "No, please stay outside" he took a step back. "We tried so hard" he waved his hand for you to follow him and disappeared. But you decide not to follow him, you close your eyes again and think about what your tasks were, when Marco rushes in and grabs you by the arm. His grip was strong, and you had no choice but to follow him, with the plate full of quark balls in your hand.

Alex stood at the end of the tent, grinning broadly in your direction. Of course, he grabbed one of the balls and ate it before disappearing around the tent. Marco followed him, still pulling you along, as you rounded the corner you saw a snowman standing with his back to the tent. You rolled your eyes "You can't be serious now" - "Give me that" Marco said and took the plate from you, he nodded to Alex who had rounded the snowman, and he put his hands on his hips and nodded in satisfaction "I think we hit you good"

"Please what?" you spoke and looked from one to the other as you slowly made your way to Alex. You looked Alex in the blue eyes that shone before turning to the snowman or rather snow woman. You couldn't help but laugh. "Wait, is that my vest?" - "yup" came from Alex, "and what kind of hair is that?" - "Yours?" You shook your head for a moment "No way" - "Yes, every day you look exactly like this" You looked back at the snow woman, the two of them had really made an effort, you had to hand it to them.

"Where are her breasts hanging, please?" - "Ehm" came it from Alex, and he scratched his head. "That wasn't my idea, but the girth of yours has been so wide that we couldn't get the vest around. So Marco decided to rebuild your tits" You looked at Marco, he looked at the tent where everyone was slowly gathering. "No way they hang there" you whisper to Alex, he grinned widely. "Okay guys. Let me take a picture. Please stand next to the snow woman" the two got on your nerves so much, but you just had to hold on to that. Marco put the plate on the ground and walked over to the snow woman, Alex grinned at him.

When you had taken your cell phone out of your jacket pocket, Alex put an arm around the snow woman and Marco put a hand on her tit, You lowered your cell phone. "Oh come on, at least once you can be normal, okay?" they both looked at each other and grinned, then they squatted down, and you were able to snap the photo. Never would you forget this.

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HIDDEN DESIRES

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This amazing moodboard is made by the moodboard-goddess @flowers-in-your-hayr​​. Thank you soo so much.

ALEX HØGH ANDERSEN x Reader x MARCO ILSØ

Warnings: smut, NSFW, dirty talk, jealousy, fluffy bits, threesome, oral

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Summary: The city trip to Copenhagen changes you. You're part of Alex and Marco's life, but is it worth it?

Chapter I: What a Gentleman!

Chapter II: Overwhelming city, just because of you!

Chapter III: I kissed you and you don’t even know!

Chapter IV: New limits 

Chapter V: Inopportune moment! 

Chapter VI:  Blurry truth 

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The Arrangement

Chapter Ten: The Start of Something Good

Warnings: None (Warnings will be updated for each chapter, so make sure you read them!)

Chapter Ten Summary: Your arrival back to Kattegat goes unexpectedly.

Word count: 2,010

I know it’s been a while I’m SO SORRY!! I hope you all enjoy this chapter! As always thank you for your love and support for this story🥰

Chapter Nine: Early Morning

Chapter Eleven: Coming Soon

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Frigid air bites at your skin as the boat enters the docks of Kattegat. Her jagged teeth gnawing at your flesh like a starved animal devouring its prey. The blood in your veins begin to freeze and you shiver, wrapping your cloak tighter to your chest.

Fresh snow covers the wood of the dock and it crunches beneath your feet as Hvitserk helps you off of the boat. He holds you close as you begin to walk into town. You know he’s dreading seeing his brother just as much as you are. If not more so.

He’s dreading the discussion of England and Ivar’s schemes, he’s dreading Ivars rage and the consequences that will follow. And as you enter the town you see just how bad Kattegat has gotten since you left…

Stakes are lined one by one on the path to the castle. People are on their knees mourning, wives and children are crying for their husbands and fathers that are hanging by their necks. You close your eyes and allow Hvitserk to lead you the rest of the way into the castle. You can’t look anymore. You can’t.

As you enter the castle you wonder if the weather of Kattegat is so cruel because her ruler is. Would Kattegat see the sun if Ivar was not on the throne? You know her people would be better off at least. Maybe they could finally be happy. You shake the thought away, if only for a while, right now you still have to think of your people in England.

When Ivar sees you he smiles “Back so soon?” He asks “And I thought you and my brother would have ran away together.”

You open your mouth to speak but no words come out. Still in shock of the dead..

“Cat got your tongue princess?”

Hvitserk breaks the silence for you “Ivar, why are there people hanging outside?”

He chuckles “They were plotting against me, I had no choice.”

“What plots did they have?” You ask, you voice more meek then you had intended it to be.

Ivar stands up, his crutches supporting him, and walks towards you “They wanted to usurp me and take Kattegat for themselves. Obviously I could not allow that to happen.”

“Their wives and children…” a tear falls from your eyes and you wipe it away “have they not suffered enough? Please show mercy and take their bodies down. Allow their families to bury them.”

Ivar looks at Hvitserk and smirks “She is always looking out for the people isn’t she brother, hmm?”

“Ivar” Hvitserk warns

“Be careful where your loyalties lie Princess.”

You fight the sudden urge to slap him across the face, knowing in some way that Hvitserk would be the one to pay for your actions. So instead you nod “Yes my King”

He pats the top of your head “Good, very good”

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You watch from the window of your chambers as Hvitserk and Ubbe take down the bodies. You watch and cry, because how are you supposed to save not only your people but the people here as well. How can you battle two Kings? You’re only one person. One person with no army or knowledge of swordsmanship, you can’t wield an axe or shoot an arrow-

Suddenly, the door to your chamber opens interrupting your thoughts and bringing back the cold that has since left the air.

“I remember your first day here, you tried to escape by jumping out of a window. Now you are content, are you not?”

You swallow the lump in your throat and find the courage to look at Ivar.

But instead of finding malice you see the kind face that talked you off of that ledge in the beginning.

“I am content when I am with Hvitserk, yes.”

He nods in understanding and then takes a seat next to you “When you arrived I had hoped things would go differently, Princess. I tried to do the right thing, I wanted to give my brother someone to love. Someone he could seek comfort in… I did not want you to be unhappy here.”

You scoff at his words. Not being able to control yourself. “You hung those men!” Your voice raises and you start to feel a heat rising up inside of you. “How can you speak of happiness when all you cause is pain?”

Ivar is speechless and something tells you he is hardly ever without words. Or at least a snide comment. So against you better judgement you continue.

“That night could have been a peaceful negotiation between us, we could have spoken like reasonable adults and found a solution in letting Hvitserk go free… You did not have to take from me something so precious.”

Your heart begins to slow then. Remembering how you’d originally thought Ivar was a kind man, thinking him more a friend then foe. He spoke of freedom and safety. He spoke of love and happiness.

It was all a lie.

And now he speaks of doing the right thing… Your head is spinning because of his madness.

“Do not blame me for that, If Hvitserk didn’t threaten me I would have no reason to hurt you-“

“You burned the last woman he loved alive! What was he supposed to do Ivar, Forgive you? Forget that happened? Would you be able to forgive him if he burned Freydis? I think not,”

For the second time today you’ve rendered the man in front of you speechless. His head hangs low and his hand grips at his crutch so tightly that his knuckles are white.

Taking a deep breath you calmly continue “If someone so much as laid a hand on Freydis you would torture them, you would hang them or worse, you know what I say is true. So how can you expect Hvitserk to so easily forgive you? His own brother, flesh and blood, killed the only woman he’s ever loved.”

“I thought if I gave you to him, he’d forgive me. He’d be happy again. After Thora he was not the same. He was drinking and taking things to make him forget. Then he started having visions of her but those visions only brought him more pain… I sent him on a raid to try and fix him, to get his mind off of her and focused on something else. But from what the men tell me that didn’t work either.” He looks at you then, truly looks at you “But you princess, you’ve brought my brother back. He has not touched a single cup of ale since you’ve been here. Nor has he gone into one of those dens… You’ve fixed him.” He laughs “and I almost broke you too, didn’t I?” It’s a rhetorical question, you know, however you feel the need to answer it anyway.

“You did not break me, Ivar. Not yet.”

He smiles “Good, that is good. You are smarter than her. A better fit for my brother I think.”

You shake your head “When I am around you I feel like I’m walking on glass or thin ice above a lake. I know if I take one wrong step you’ll crack and I’ll die… that is no way to live my king.”

“Do you love my brother?” He asks

“Very much, yes.”

“Then for his sake, I will try to be stronger. So if you do misstep I will not crack so easily as last time.”

You hold out your hand. Ready to make a deal with the devil “And I will learn to tread lightly”

He shakes your hand and sighs “ok, yes ok.”

He leaves your chambers shortly after. And you could kick yourself for not bringing up England or the dragons. His sudden expression of regret and concern for his brother's well-being certainly took your mind for a loop. A great big loop that still has your head spinning.

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Once Ivar left your chambers, time escaped you. You weren’t sure how long you were sitting by the window and you’re not sure how long Hvitserk has been standing in front of you trying to get your attention.

“Princess? Please talk to me, what happened? Why are you acting so strange?”

When you snap out of it you look at him and smile. “I- I think Ivar was trying to apologize.”

He laughs “My brother does not apologize”

You stand up and walk closer to him “He seemed to be regretful, he said he would try to keep his temper under control around me.”

Hvitserk wraps you in his arms and sighs “This is not the first time he has made such a promise. He is only saying that so you let your guard down. He wanted to get more information out of you, gain your trust. My brother is anything and everything but stupid.” He kisses your forehead and continues “You can not be so willing to believe him. Ivar is not an ally or a friend.”

You nod “He seemed so genuine, I desperately wanted to believe he was trying to make up for what he has done… He even mentioned how happy you have been. He seemed glad.”

Hvitserk smiled at that. A small smile, but you caught it nonetheless.

“I am tired of talking about my brother. It has been a long day.” He groans and steps away from you to sit on the bed.”Come and lay down with me?” He asks, his arms stretched towards you in a silent plea.

How could you refuse?

You join him and as he lays down he brings you with him. Resting your head on his chest you ask “Should I begin planning our wedding? We are in Kattegat now, Ivar seems to be in a good mood… minus the hanging this morning.”

“Would that make you happy?”

You pause. But only for a moment “Yes,” you answer truthfully “it would.”

A vision appears in your mind. The ceremony will be beautiful. A pathway of flowers in the woods leading up to the altar, overlooking the water. Hvitserk waiting for you, smiling, and looking so handsome.

“It would make me happy too… Kattegat is your home now my love, I know it is cold and unforgiving, I know your love for England will always be first… But my hope is that you will grow to care for Kattegat. Just as you have grown to care about me.”

A simple nod and smile is all you give. It is all he could have asked for. He knows your inner fear of Ivar and the fear for your people back home. He knows there is a battle going on inside of your head, he can see it in your eyes. He could feel it when he saw you sitting at the window staring at nothing. It worried him… and he has never worried about anything. Out of all of Ragnar's sons Hvitserk was already so carefree. So willing to risk it all.

Now though. Now that he has you, he worries all the time.

“Can we have the ceremony at the meadow? The one you took me to on our first day.”

He smiles at your request. Remembering the day fondly. You looked so beautiful, laughing and dancing. “Of course we can Princess. Of course”

He kisses your head and before he knows it you have fallen asleep. He stays awake most of the night. Keeping watch and listening to make sure nothing or no one enters the room. This has become a routine as of late, ever since Ivar came into your chambers that night. Now staying awake every night, to ensure your safety, has become Hvitserk’s new normal.

He groans and rolls over so that he is facing you. Who would have guessed that this would happen to him? that the Princess of England would come and completely turn his life upside down. She would make his heart beat again. She would make him want to be a better man… a better ruler.

Better even than his father.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIS

My dear friend @lisinfleur​​ celebrates her birthday today and here is my little gift for this amazing friend of mine ♥  I love you and I am happy and honored that I can call you my friend, babe ♥ 

Paring: Amma x Hvitserk Word account: 3285 Warning: none, oh there are spoilers for 6B, so if you didn’t watch it don’t read it ;) 

Amma was sharpening her sword and her arrowheads and she was afraid to go to sleep, because tomorrow there will be a huge battle between her people and Rus army led by Oleg the Prophet. She has never seen this man, but she heard enough stories about him to fear the day when he could possibly walk into the Kattegat as its new ruler. She also heard that prince Hvitserk Ragnarsson is marching with the Rus army alongside his younger brother Ivar and she didn’t know, what to think about it. The last time she saw Hvitserk was when his own brother Björn wanted to burn him alive because he killed his mother - the most famous shield-maiden in the world - Lagertha. But his other brother Ubbe saved him on Björn’s command and Björn casted him out of Kattegat for good, shouting these horrible words to his face: “I saved you. And do you want to know why I saved you? Because I know you were happy to die. But I don't want you to be happy. No. I don't want you to enter Odin's Hall. I want you to suffer a living death, expelled from Kattegat and the haunts of men, destined to die in a ditch in some forest somewhere, utterly forgotten, wretched, insignificant, unmemorable! Like a flea on a sheep's back. Take him away! He won't survive the winter.” That day Amma couldn’t help herself and she felt so sorry for him. She spent so many days with the young prince. She watched him, when he was sleeping, shivering and murmuring nonsense words under his nose, trembling because he was an addict. He was obviously addicted to mushrooms and his brothers didn’t care enough to help him through the rough times. She knew why he started escaping his problems in the alternate realities created by the mushrooms in his system. His brother Ivar treated him like a dog and mocked him in front of everyone for a very long time, making him feel like a shit even though Hvitserk jumped ship for him and abandoned his beloved brother Ubbe. And when he found someone who finally made him happy, a beautiful girl named Thora, Ivar burned her and her whole family alive. And it was second of Hvitserk lovers who found death in his younger brother’s arms. The slave girl Margrethe was murdered by Ivar’s men even though he never admitted that publicly. Hvitserk suffered so much and he had nobody to care about him so he became this pitiful wreck of human being. She was trying to help him. She tried her best to keep him home, away from the drug dealers. She tried to make him eat properly and drink less ale, but he was stubborn and she had her own duties so she couldn’t be there for him all day. She felt so sad when she found him high as a kite every evening when she came back to the great hall, he was calling Thora’s name, saying the words full of love to someone who was long gone. He saw her everywhere, her burnt body telling him to kill Ivar, to avenge her, but he couldn't do anything, he was scared of Ivar, he was losing his mind and he saw him everywhere. Every shadow in his mind was Ivar, ever strange sound from outside was Ivar, slowly crawling to him, intending to finish him. He was slowly losing his mind and there was nothing she could do to help him.

But the real hell broke loose when he killed Lagertha. She couldn’t help him anymore. She was crying her eyes out when they took him away, tied him up to the stake and lit the fire under him.

But she quickly wiped out her eyes, when he was saved and casted out of the town. She quickly ran to her cabin, she took some food into a bag and few warm furs and clean male clothes that belonged to her brother, she also took one of her old swords and she quickly and quietly run to the woods. She knew that she will find Hvitserk there somewhere. He had nowhere else to run.

She found him after few minutes, trembling under a big tree. She gave him the dry clothes; she wrapped him into the warm furs and lit a fire. She cuddled closer to him, trying to warm him up because he was still trembling. She spent the night in his arms, feeling him hugging her tightly like if his life depended on it. Next morning she gave him the bag with food into one hand and the sword into another and with heavy heart she sent him on his way. She wanted to go with him, but she knew that her brothers would start looking for her soon and she didn’t want to cause him more troubles. And he didn’t show any interest for her to go with him. He seemed like he didn’t care what is going to happen to him. She watched him until he disappeared behind the horizon, thinking that it’s the last time when she saw his face.

And now he is back, leading the Rus army towards Kattegat. He obviously survived the cold winter and met Ivar in the woods. She was more than surprised when she heard that he is with Ivar again. She clearly remembered his terrified face when someone only mentioned Ivar’s name in front of him. Something obviously changed. She was wondering why he came back and for a very brief moment she let herself believe that he came back for her, but it was nonsense. He probably already forgot her face… He came back because he wanted revenge, he wanted to show Björn and Ubbe, that he was still worth something. That he is not some pathetic excuse for a human being. Amma finally put her sword down and changed her clothes and went to bed, trying to get some sleep before the big fight. She wasn’t very successful because she couldn’t fall asleep until four in the morning, Hvitserk’s face kept popping in front of her eyes, making her feel excited and frustrated, because she shouldn’t feel something like this for an enemy.

In the middle of the battle

Amma felt like if this battle took forever. It seemed to her like if it was days ago since Björn rode into the battle on his horse, mortally injured, leading his people into the battle for the last time. It felt like years ago, when her eyes found Hvitserk standing next to Oleg and Ivar. He looked so much better than the last time she saw him. He gained some weight, his hair were clean and braided again, he was sitting astride on his horse, looking majestic, looking around him with clear, intelligent and sober eyes. She could see that his eyes were green again, the blood stains were gone and so were his inner demons. His lips were no longer quivering. He looked again like a mighty warrior and she stopped worrying about him being easily striked down by the defending soldiers. She stopped worrying about him hours ago and right now she started worrying about herself. She was trained shield-maiden, but her arms were becoming weaker and weaker with every hit from their enemies. She let out a frustrated scream and stabbed her sword through the heart of the nearest fighter. But seconds later another two started banging their swords on her shield and she felt that her arms will give up on her soon if she won’t retreat. But she wasn’t a coward, she would stand her ground and fight until her last breath.  She fell on her knees and the bangs falling on her shield became louder and harder. She felt that her shield started slipping out of her hand and she had no control over it anymore. She closed her eyes and prepared herself for the final blow, but it never came. She heard someone shouted above her, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw Hvitserk standing above her, yelling commands and pushing those two soldiers away from her kneeling form.

“Can you stand up?” he asked her and she nodded shakily. Hvitserk’s strong arm pulled her up, but her trembling legs failed her and if he didn’t catch her, she would fall down on the ground again. “I will take care of you this time, sweet Amma,” he said softly and carefully took her away from the battle field in his strong arms, into one of the healing tents. He gently put her down on the bed and shouted at the healers to take care of her. He stepped aside and let the healers do their work, his eyes never leaving her small body. “You can go Prince Hvitserk, we will take care of her,” one of the healers assured him, but he didn’t move. He wanted to personally make sure, that she is OK. It seemed like he didn’t even care what is going on outside the tent. Amma lost her conscience couple times and then she fell asleep. When she woke up she was alone. Or at least she thought that she is alone until she heard angry voices yelling outside the tent. “Where the hell have you been?” Ivar yelled at someone and she shivered. “I just needed to make sure that she is OK, Ivar!” Hvitserk answered, his voice also full of anger. “Who is she? Who are you hiding inside that tent?” Ivar asked again and tried to step inside the tent but Hvitserk stopped him. “Don’t you dare to go inside, don’t you dare to go anywhere near her!” he shouted, obviously trying to stop his brother to go anywhere near Amma. “Listen to me Ivar, I care about this girl, she is the reason why I am still alive. She helped me to survive my darkest days and without her I would never be able to make it to the woods where you found me. I owe her my life! So listen to me very carefully little brother! If anything wrong going to happen to her by your hand , I will hunt you down and blood eagle you on the nearest tree, letting you there as a feast for the crows, do you understand me!!!” he growled the last words. She couldn’t hear Ivar’s answer, but it seemed like he simply nodded, surprised by his brother's sudden burst of protective words. Amma didn’t have time to think about everything she just overheard, because Hvitserk stepped inside the tent and rushed to her, when he noticed that she is awake. “How do you feel Amma?” he asked her, obviously worried if she is OK. “Tired, but happy that I didn’t enter Valhalla today,” she said with light smile and couldn’t take her eyes from his face. She only knew the addicted version of him, and his sober face was much more beautiful and lovable. “Why are you staring at me?” he laughed and gently tucked a strand of her brown hair behind her ear. “You are so handsome, when you are sober,” she blurted and quickly covered her mouth with her injured hand, wincing in pain. “I am so sorry, prince Hvitserk,” she mumbled but he took her hand gently into his and smiled at her bitterly. “My dear Amma, you have every right to tell me the truth into my eyes. You saw me at my lowest point and you didn’t abandon me in those terrible dark times. You were the only light and warmth that kept me alive those days. But I wasn’t aware of it back then. I pushed you away, I yelled at you, I called you names, I refused your help and continued my road to my own destruction. But when Björn kicked me out of Kattegat and when the drugs got out of my system, I started seeing things clearly. I remembered everything. I remembered your encouraging words, telling me, that I can get through the darkness surrounding me, your sweet voice telling me that you believe in me, that you believe I can become the man who I used to be. It was you who made sure that I ate a warm meal every day, it was you, who helped me to lie down on bed and take off my clothes and shoes when I was too drunk to do it on my own. It was you, who was holding me when the nightmares and hallucinations surrounded me in the middle of the night or day. And most importantly, it was you who gave me warms clothes, food and weapon when my own family abandoned me and let me die in the woods. I will never forget that, my sweet, little, caring Amma. I was thinking about you a lot when I was in Kyiv. I was wondering what you were doing. I was worried If Björn hadn’t found out that you helped me and punished you for it. I was wondering if you are still single or if you found a fine man and gave him your heart,” he finally looked at her after his long speech, his eyes full of tears, guilt and love. He left her speechless, but she couldn’t say a word even if she could because he quickly continued. “Amma, I know that I wasn’t very kind to you. You witnessed the worst in me and you stayed by my side the whole time. I would love to show you my better side. I would like to show you the real Hvitserk, son of the great Ragnar Lothbrok. I would love to give you all my love and respect. I would love to cherish you, protect you and take care of you until my last breath. If you let me, my little sweet, courageous shield-maiden,” he smiled nervously and looked at her with so much hope in his beautiful green eyes that all she could do was nod her head and smile kindly at him. She was overwhelmed by his unexpected confession and by her own feelings, because she realized, that she was in love with him for a very long time and that she could be never happy without him. Hvitserk’s face lit with the brightest smile she has ever seen on it and gently kissed her forehead.  

Oleg the Prophet lost the battle and they had to retreat back to Kyiv and Amma didn’t have to think twice about it and left with them, never leaving Hvitserk’s side. She helped Ivar, Katia and Hvitserk to get Igor out of Kyiv and then she came back to Kattegat with the brothers. She didn’t expect warm welcome, especially when she heard that Gunnhild died. And she was right, people were hostile to her, because they saw her as a traitor. She wasn’t son of Ragnar so people of Kattegat did not forgive her so easily. So when Hvitserk told her that he would like to go with Ivar and Harald to go raiding in Anglia and to defeat young king Alfred, she didn’t hesitate and left Kattegat with both brothers. She was excited about the new adventure and about the new lands, but nothing went as they planned. Alfred won the battle and Ivar was stabbed to death and Hvitserk was seriously injured. They were both standing above Ivar’s grave, Amma was silent and let Hvitserk “speak” with his little brother for the last time.

“You don't know this, but you saved my life so many times. And one day, when we meet again, I can thank you. After all, one way or the other, none of us really lived a simple or ordinary life. And who wants to live an ordinary life? So enjoy Valhalla, brother, while it still exists. We can all see the sky darkening. We can all see the Twilight of the Gods. And I trust to be with you in that great defeat. So, hail and farewell, my brother. I wish I had something important to leave on your grave, but I sold my arm-ring to the drug dealer,” Hvitserk ended his speech sadly and Amma quickly started rummaging in her bag. She quietly walked to Hvitserk and put her small hand on his strong shoulder. He looked at her sadly and she took his hand and put something shining into it. “What is that?” he asked and looked at her in disbelieve. “It’s your arm-ring, my love. I bought it back from the drug dealer. One night I noticed that you no are longer wearing it and I asked you about it. You told me, that you sold it and I went back there and bought it back from that dirty scumbag. I thought that you would like it back one day,” she said softly and gave him a small sad smile.  Hvitserk gaped at her, lost for words, feeling another wave of strong love for this little woman. He kissed her hand lovingly, unable to say anything, overwhelmed by his love for her and great sadness of losing his beloved brother.

1 year later

Hvitserk was coming back from one of the successful raids in East Anglia. After Ivar’s funeral he and Amma managed to escape from Alfred and they found safe haven in small kingdom whose king was Ragnar’s old ally and he welcomed his son with open arms. Hvitserk never wanted to be king and rule over lands or to be the most famous Viking who ever lived like Ivar. He wanted to find new lands like Björn when he was younger, but it didn’t interest him anymore. He didn’t want to be a farmer and settler like Ubbe. He wanted a simple Viking life. He wanted to raid, enjoy the rush of a battle, defeat his enemies, gain new lands for his king and after the successful raid go back to his home and find a loving woman inside, waiting for his arrival. He opened the wooden door of his house and smiled happily when Amma jump on her feet, rushing to him as fast as the huge belly allowed her to. “Hello, my love. How was the raid?” she asked him after she welcomed him with a long tender kiss. “Successful, the slaves will bring my share tomorrow. But tell me, how is my little boy doing?” he asked lovingly and gently stroked her belly. “He was a good little boy, but he is like his father, always hungry. I ate almost everything I found here,” she pouted and Hvitserk chuckled happily. “Ok, give me few minutes and I will get you more food from the market,” he winked at her, ready to rush out and buy some food and quickly return back home to her. “No need to rush, my love. Me and little Ivar will wait for you here,” she said softly and he looked at her surprised. “You want to name him Ivar?” he asked her with trembling voice, clearly moved by her suggestion. “If you agree, it would be an honor for our son to be named after his fearless, strong, intelligent uncle, who meant so much for his father,” she said and Hvitserk quickly walked to her and kissed her lovingly, caressing her cheeks with his thumbs. “I love you so much Amma,” he confessed. “I love you too, my sweet Hvitserk,” she smiled happily and her stomach made a loud noise. “Alright, alright, I am going for the food, don’t worry son,” Hvitserk chuckled and left the cabin, happier than any of his family members were in long decades.

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