When Balder, Odin’s beloved son died, not only did people weep.
But fire wept.
And iron, and all the other metals wept.
The stones wept.
Farewell, my heart.
Farewell… for now.
So I did use Google Translate for the Swedish so if it’s wrong, someone please correct me. Also thank you for this request because I do love the Skarsgård family, especially Bill.
Not my Gif.
You had begun to work on Vikings recently after your brother had told you that the show was looking for a young woman who fit your description. You had jumped at the chance to act on the show - acting was in your blood. And so far, it was a dream come true. You got to work on an amazing set with the most wonderful people and you had made so many friends. You spent a lot of your downtime with Alex, Marco, Jordan and Sophie and you had grown close to Alex more so than the others. From going out to dinner to playing video games in his loungeroom, it felt like you were always with each other. This had led you to develop a small crush on Alex, but honestly, who wouldn’t. He was amazing. There were only 2 problems. One - your brothers were all overprotective and Gustaf wouldn’t allow it and Two - Alex actually feeling the same about you.
“Y/N? Are you even listening to me?” Alex asked you for the second time. You snapped out of your daydreaming and turned to him.
“Sorry. What’s up?”
“I wanted to see if you were coming out with the group tonight?”
You nodded and smiled at him when a grin formed on his face. “Sure. Why not?”
“Good! We’re heading to The Pig’s Head at 7.” He informed you excitedly. You weren’t sure what had him so bubbly but little did you know it was just Alex being happy to spend time with you. Alex began to chat animatedly as he normally did but he was cut off by a voice behind you.
“Lillasyster, vad gör du? Varför pratar du med honom?” Little sister, what are you doing? Why are you talking to him? Gustaf asked overly curious and you could see he was trying to intimidate Alex as you spoke. His eyes bore into the Dane across from you to the point that he shifted in his seat.
“Ingenting bror. Nothing brother. I was just talking to Alex. Everything’s fine and I can talk to who I want.” You spoke calmly tilting your head back to look at your brother.
“Jag tycker inte om det.” I don’t like it. Gustaf hissed.
“Jag bryr mig inte.” I don’t care. You snapped back at him. You knew that Alex was able to understand most of what you were saying since your two languages were so similar but you didn’t care. Your brother turned away and headed towards his trailer while you faced back around to Alex, who was sitting silently.
“So, what was that about.” He asked trying to act nonchalant.
“My brother is just overprotective, just like the rest of my family. I’m not even the youngest but since there are only two girls, we’re practically smothered. He’ll get over it.” You replied rolling your eyes at the thought of Bill or Alex finding out about all the time you spent with the boy across from you. You watched as Alex’s face began to redden slightly and he began to fiddle, trying to avoid eye contact. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
“It’s just that, well, his concerns aren’t entirely misplaced.” He said cryptically. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“What I’m trying to say is that Gustaf has a reason to act like that because, uh, you know,” he began to stutter, “I do kinda like you.” He finally blurted out.
“What?” You repeated again. “You like me? Really?”
Alex looked up at you with a shy smile and twiddled his thumbs. “I think I have since our first scene together. I couldn’t help but want to be around you and spend everyday with you.” You were still staring at him with a blank face and a parted mouth and he took that as a bad sign. “Oh God I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have said that, shit.”
You quickly interrupted his cursing. “No no no. Alex it’s fine! I like you too.” You felt the flush rising up your neck as he said the words but the smile that grew so wide on Alex’s face relaxed any fear you had.
“Really?” He asked, a childlike look of wonder on his face.
“Yeah, for a while now. Uh, so what do we do now?”
“Would you maybe want to go on a date with me?” He asked. You smiled at him and nodded.
“I’d love to Alex. But first, we have to tell my brothers. You need to be vetted.” You said with a smirk and watched as his expression turned into one of terror.
I never studied it [mythology] per se, but being Swedish, we would learn about the Vikings and their culture and religion in school. And I did a couple of essays on Vikings and stuff like that when I was in high school, just because I was interested. So that history has always been appealing to me.