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Norway X Reader - I can speak Norwegian ((N)) = Speaking in Norwegian
“((N)) Look Norway it’s your future bride!” Said Denmark as you walked by the living room where he and Norway where on the couch watching TV.
“((N)) Shut up idiot!” he yelled.
“((N)) I bet you really want her to kiss you~.” Denmark playfuly said.
“((N)) S-so…” Norway started to blush and crossed his arms, looking to the side.
You rolled your eyes; little does he know you can in fact understand Norwegian. After they were finished talking about Norway not having a chance with you kissing him, you walked next to him, leaned over, and kissed him on the cheek. As you walked away you turned around and said, “((N)) Just because I normally speak in English doesn’t mean I can’t understand any other language,” after you said this Norway’s face turned redder than really humanly-possible, and you smiled of how cute he was, and walked over to him and h
Bittersweet: CanadaxDepressed!Reader_____ sat in the sand and sighed for probably the millionth time that night. She stared up at the sky and bit her lip.
"I hate you stars! You mock my pain " she began, a shakiness in her voice. "I'll be fine I've come this far on my own. Same plot, different day " She turned back and stared at the large house behind her. _____ was lucky to have a friend like Alfred. He was letting her stay with him in his beach house.
"The sun and water will be good for you!" he'd told her. "C'mon _____, buck up! It ain't the end of the world!" She scoffed at the thought of his chipper words. Maybe it wouldn't be for someone like Alfred. But
Norway X Reader - Don't Forget - Act 4~Act 4~
"I don't pity you," he looked down at you, still struggling to get away, "I care for you, there's a difference…" You stopped trying to get away, and then he kissed you on the cheek making you blush like mad. You tried to say something, but what is left to say?
"U-um (Name)," Norway said as you stopped looking out to the sunset.
"Don't you think it's getting late now?" You then realized he was right! The sun was coming down fast and you could hear the wind more powerful.
"Uh, we should be heading back then." You said as Norway got his violin and you both walked at a slow pace. The sun didn't show anymore and Norway was acting funny. Every time he heard something around him, he freaked out.
"(N-N-Name)???" Norway asked very nervously.
"Can I hold your hand?" You were blushing a bit but then he said, "I-I'm scared…” This time Norway blushed and you just grabbed his hand and glided him through the woods to find your way back to Finland's p
O ChildrenThere is a saying that states, "Those who criticize our generation forget who raised it." i hear my elders complain about how horrible the kids of today are. But they forget- You raised them. We're always taught that children are a reflection of their parents. So why is it that parents preach that when we do good, but refuse it when we do bad? Our behavior is retrospective to how we were raised. If your child is ill-behaved, obnoxious, greedy, or rude; I hate to tell you, but it's your fault. That battle should have been won years ago. Your child wouldn't need an attitude adjustment if you weren't so worried about being the 'cool' parent, you
Snow- Teacher!RussiaxStudent!ReaderFor a little clarification- you're in college. Hope you enjoy!
It was finally here. During the winter semester, the students in Professor Braginski's Advanced Russian Language class took a trip to Mother Russia herself. You'd been taking Professor Braginski's Russian class for two years now, finally coming to the advanced speaking class. You were completely ecstatic about about the trip, but you didn't dare show it. Well, unless you were with one of your best friends. Like Alfred, who just so happened to be sitting next to you on the plane. He knew exactly why you were so excited about this particular trip. You were insanely in love w
HiatusThe bullet wound had healed, but the scar would remain. I still remember the last thing he said to me.
"You can't run from the past. One day, you'll wake up and your past will be knocking down your door." And he left me to my thoughts. He was aware of my plan. How? I don't know. He was always keen to what I was thinking.
I loved that about him. It was because of him that it was so hard to leave. But it's not like I could stay. It was because of my carelessness that seven innocent people died in my pursuit of the target. But then again, wasn't that my job? Kill whether they're innocent or guilty? I couldn't stay.
Screw my comrades. Screw th
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