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  • midsommar

    Ella felt her breath catch as the Viking turned to look her in the eye. Beneath his brow bone, framed by bloody and clumpy eyelashes, were the most devious eyes she had ever seen. Just by the look in his eye, she knew he was much scarier than the man straddling her waist. This viking, this man, wasn't just a man. He was a demon come to life. Ivar/OC