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'Calm down, _____...this is nothing but a little shot. That's it! And as long as you have your trusty MP3 everything will a-okay.' You thought to yourself as a soft smile creeped its way onto your pale lips. Looking at the wall in front you was a bleak cream color that was covered in cheesy posters telling you how you can stay healthy. One even mentioned about to ask about getting your shot for meningitis. Ah, just what you needed, something to remind you why you where even here in the first place. Glancing over to your left you saw a mother and her daughter who looked be around 12 or so. She didn't look worried at all, she had a more annoye

DenmarkxReader: Bad Guy?

He was annoying. He was arrogant. He was selfish. He was insensitive. He was loud. He was crude. He was self-centered. You stared at the Dane from across the table.
World meetings were hard enough without the added drama. You made it very clear to everyone that you found people like Denmark unacceptable. Writing on your paper you accidently snapped your pencil in half with the force you applied on it.
Everyone in the room turned to look at you as you calmly pulled out another pencil.
“Proceed,” you said in a monotone.
“Wow __________, what’s eating you?” Denmark called out.
You glared at him, but said nothing.
&l

NorwayxReader: More Than a Friend

Five years ago, that’s when you first met Emil’s ‘brother’. Although he didn’t like to call him that there was that undeniable family resemblance between the two. And although Lukas was quiet and slight introvert, the two of you hit it off splendidly.
However as time went on you realized just how cute he was. So much so that your relationship suffered, in order to keep a straight head you avoided him whenever possible.
“__________,” Emil had called you one afternoon, “do you want to come over and watch a movie or something?”
You froze, “W-will Lukas be there?”
A sigh came from the oth

Denmark X Reader: Back in your Arms

Denmark X Reader – Back in your Arms

Chewing your lower lip nervously, you glanced down at your watch once again. It had been exactly three minutes since you last checked the time however, and so it was with a disappointed sigh that you resigned yourself to waiting in the uncomfortable chair beneath you, your shoulders slumped and your head lolling to the side. Drawing in a deep, calming breath, you told yourself for the hundredth time to calm down and be patient.

Perhaps if your flight had arrived on time, or had even been slightly late, you would be in a different frame of mind. But it had arrived earlier than scheduled and now you

DenmarkxReader Dat HairDenmarkxReader

Dat Hair

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You stared across the table at the oblivious Danish man. He was laughing at something Lukas had said, you had missed the joke and didn't bother laughing.

Why were you sitting at the table, staring at the man like he was the last piece of chocolate in the entire world. You had your reasons, reasons that he would no doubt laugh at you for.

"Um, Is there something in my hair?" Mathias was staring at you quizzically. You blushed and shook your head.

"Ah, no I was just, um zoning out." You blushed, looking away. He shrugged and turned back to Lukas.

Standing up, you walked i

~Perfect two~ *Denmark X Bestfriend!Reader*~Perfect two~

*Denmark X Bestfriend!Reader*

~Age 5~

"Matthias,this is (Name)!She moved in with her parents to Copenhagen and she is going to be our new neighbour!" the blonde female explained as her son's ocean blue eyes grew wide in curiousity.
The girl tightened her fist onto her mom's dress material,wrinkling it in the process.She bit down onto her lower lip and almost cried as the female untangled her hand from the dress and guided her towards the small boy who watched in amazement,as if everything was new to him.
"Hey (Name)!I'm Matthias.But you can call me Matt!" the boy spoke up,his voice loud,a goofy smile placed upon his pale feat

NorwayxReader: He's MineNorwayxReader: He’s Mine

You sighed and looked over at your best friend Lukas Bondevik. His unemotional blue eyes locked on the tray of spaghetti in front of him as he picked at it uninterested, completely ignoring the blonde girl clinging to his arm fawning over him. You frowned. You’d never liked Marissa, Lukas’ girlfriend. She was a spoiled, irritating whore and you weren’t kidding either. She’d slept with just about every guy in the school though she mainly focused on the jock Alfred F. Jones but for some reason she had set her sights on Lukas, your best friend and crush. You couldn’t exactly blame her

NorwayxChubby!Reader: Insecurities

You sighed as you turned sideways looking at yourself in the mirror. No matter how hard you tried to hide it with baggy clothes or tried to suck it in it was always there. No matter what kind of diet or exercise you tried it stayed, staring back at you like it was mocking you.
“It’s no use,” you whispered, “I’m fat.” It wasn’t like this was new either. “I don’t know why Lukas even bothers.” You walked out of the bathroom and joined your boyfriend on the couch.
As usual he said nothing, but gave you a look as if to say, ‘What took so long?’
You shrugged and settled on the couch in

DenmarkxReader: Comatose

You were watching him as he talked/flirted with a group of girls. You sighed. You couldn’t take much more of this. The feelings you held deeply in your chest threatened to burst. Cracking your chest and killing you…
“Hey ___________!” Mathias called waving you over.
Waving shyly you walked away as if you thought he only wanted to say hello.
“_____________!” You ignored him. Pretending you hadn’t heard him. You almost managed to escape, “____________.” He grabbed your shoulder, “Are you coming to music class? Or are you ditching?” He laughed.
Blushing slightly you giggled nervo

Boredom and swears (DenmarkXReader)“I’m bored.”
“Can we do something?”
“Hey, are you listening?”
“Listen to meeee~”
“Queen of the Nooorth, this isn’t funny anymore!”

You poked Mathias between his brows. “Shut it Dane.” You muttered, turning to the next page of your book. “But this is so boring!” Undaunted by your boyfriend’s behaviour, you simply sighed, growling a bit when he changed his position again. Once he’d flipped onto his back, he pouted and snuck a glance at you.

The two of you were lying on your bed, which was pretty small. Despite this Mathias had still

Butter and Coffee [Norway x Reader]

"Hey! (name)!"

You turned around to see who was calling you. You weren't surprised to see your (partner in crime) friend, Mathias running towards you.

"What's up, Mat?"

"Lukas' gonna come over to my place in a few hours. Wanna come over?" Mathias said as he gave off a smirk.

"Why do I have a feeling that you're up for something, Mathias?" You said as you narrowed your eyes, glaring at him.

"C'mon... You know you want to~" He said teasingly.

"......"

-Le Time Skip by Mr. Puffin-

"...Only a few more minutes." Mathias said as he looked over the clock.

"I'll just go over the kitchen." You said as you left the room.

*knock knock*

"HEY!

NorwayxReader: You Belong With Me

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me
You belong with me

He watched you from over a crowd of girls. He didn’t know why his ‘I don’t care’ attitude attracted so many girls at your school, but it did and he seemed to never get close to you.
“Lukas, go on a date with me!”
“Lukas, kiss me!”
“Lukas, have my babies!”
The girl’s cries continued on in the same way.
But his attention was on you. You were standing with Alfred, the star quarter back. Jealousy ran through him. Alfred was known as a ladies man and

DenmarkxReader - Beautiful (Drabble)"Hey Matthias,"
"Yeah?"
"Am I pretty?"
"...Why do you ask?"
"I don't know. But am I?"
"No."
"Oh."
"You're beautiful,"
"Why?"
"I...don't know. But-"
"Oh."
"Stop 'Oh'-ing, and listen. You're beautiful. You're beautiful at 3am in the morning when you've woken up for some unholy reason and your hair's all funky and your clothes are crooked-"
"My hair is not funky at 3am,"
"-and you're beautiful when you're wearing your daggy shorts and a camisole and one of my old shirts and you're covered in paint and you have blue acrylic smudged all over your nose-"
"Oh god, why have you never told me that happens-"
"-and you're beautiful when you've been out for a run and you have your tee shirt tied around your waist and your camisole is soaked through and sweat is all over your face and hair-"
"Soaked through!? Oh jeez, that's not very-"
"-and you're beautiful when you're trying to cook dinner without a recipe and the steam's made your face red and your hair go

Denmark X Reader: Doubts (Gift fic)

“I’m serious (Name)! You need to be careful with him! He used to be a Viking! I know how dangerous he can be, if it weren’t for Waldy I’d still be being bossed around by him!”

You sighed to yourself as you listened to your good friend Tino ranting about your boyfriend, Mathias Kohler, and about how he was no good for you. You knew that they had an ugly history between them so a part of you could see where he was coming from, but then you thought about your friends Arthur and Antonio or England and Spain, they used to be pirates! They murdered countless people, and now one was a fine English gentleman, and the ot

EnglandxReader .:Sleepless:.“Arthur...?” you said as you opened the door to his room with a slow and loud creak.

You could hear loud thunder noises

“A-Arthur” you said, the light from the lightning flashed light through the window.

He could see your watering eyes.

“What is it,love?” he asked in his usual North London accent, which always seemed to calm your nerves.

The thunder crackled and on cue you whimpered,

“Love, are you scared of the thunder?” Arthur asked half asleep; sitting on his queen sized bed.

“No..it not that.” You said staring in to the dark room, the moonlight that shone through the windo

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Hidden Feelings. - Denmark x Reader.

by =HillsOfSilence, Jan 26, 2013, 8:58:18 AM
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You sat down with the Nordics as you saw Mathias shuffle uncomfortably in his spot right next to Lukas and Tino.

The meeting was hosted by Berwald today, the tall, serious Swedish man who knew everything around the house.

"What's the serious deal?" You sat right next to Berwald, looking at the other four Nordics one by one.

"Mathias." Lukas first stated.

"Girl." Emil then continued.

"Problem." Tino, the usual energized Finnish spirit gone from him. Your eyes became sullen at the thought of the Dane falling for someone other than yourself.

"In fact, he doesn't know how to approach her and ask her out on dates." Berwald completed.

"Well, girls usually like guys to be blunt with their feelings - at least, that's me. No girls like guys to keep their feelings to themselves all the time. Be sure to be polite, too. Manner is an etiquette." You placed a hand on a chin, to think of more but know that your crush already had someone in mind dumps that whole thought into the drain.

"Is it really that simple?" Mathias spoke up quietly, and calmly - unlike his usual loud self.

"It's not that complicated, Mathias." You smiled as he blushed, with the Nordics exiting the room one by one; each with a similar excuse.

Mathias, being the only one in the room rose from his chair and now stood in front of your eyes. The blonde took your hands in his, next embracing you in his warm body. "M-Mathias...?"

"I love you," the Dane firmly stated, with his chin placed on top of your head, arms wrapped around you.

"I understand you need some practice so you don't mess up with the girl you like." You grinned as Mathias pulled away to look into your (eye color) orbs.

"I'm not practicing. I love you, and no one else."

"You're kidding, and you know it." You fake some laughs as Mathias remained serious.

"This is not a joke, (Name)," the Dane chastised. "I love you." You only remained silent. "I'll prove it."

Mathias gathered his courage as he leaned down to kiss you, lips fully on yours - staying there for about a few minutes before parting away. "Do you believe me now?"

"Mathias," your eyes began tearing. "I love you too. I've been loving you for a while now."

"So have I... For five years to be exact." The Dane disheveled his hair in embarrassment.

"Well, now. We're together." You were only lifted by Mathias that you kissed him again.

...

"Pay up, pay up." Berwald was collecting money from Lukas, who thought Mathias wasn't going to get (Name).

At this point in time, they were hiding behind the wall. "Shocking, isn't it." Lukas half-growled his statement.

"Ah, another happy ending. I'm glad!" Tino clapped his hands together softly, smiling.

"Lukas. You also have to pay me." Emil, his younger brother blurted.

"Why."

"You also had a bet with me about them."

Lukas reached into his pocket. "I ran out of money."

"That's too bad," Emil replied. "I'll be taking your bunny as interest then."

"Don't you dare lay your finger on my bunny!" Emil only ran up the stairs as all the other Nordics followed; except for you and Mathias who were still busy.

Hidden Feelings. - Denmark x Reader.by =HillsOfSilence

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