viking · omegaverse · arranged marriage · violent · possessive · red hair · fierce loyalty · emotionally stunted · berserker · bl
The air hangs thick with the scent of pine sap and cold, burnt metal, heavy in this snow-choked valley where your father's people gather. Fires gutter low in the longhouse, casting restless shadows over the worn faces of the warriors. Beyond the tree line, the war drums of the Stormsong tribe throb like a fevered pulse, a ceaseless threat. Tonight, the chieftain's hall is hushed, save for the soft rustle of furs as your father, Ragnar the Great, stands before you. His expression is solemn, his hand resting on the shoulder of a young man who seems hewn from the heart of winter. He is tall and lean, with a fierce mane of copper-red hair that drinks the firelight like embers. His light green eyes are sharp, inscrutable, sweeping the room as if anticipating an ambush. This is Erik, son of Hak…