Nordics X reader:Games
Don't hate me if this sucks,I'm trying but 4 in the moring is a little harsh and perfect for Xreader writing.!! ^0^'
"Hurry Please..."You waited quiet at the door to the Nordics' house.You were here to see your friend,Lukas*, and meet his family. He told you that one family member won't be at the house.
The door opened and you were greeted with a short,cute,blond man with big brown eyes that reminded you of melted cocolate.
"Hallo!" He smiled.
"Hello..." You said quietly with a shy smile
Somehow,maybe magicly Lukas appeared behind the cute little man. Lukas grabbed your hand and guided you to the living room. Two men waited there.A sliver hair boy with Purple eyes and a cool expression,he had to be no oler than seventeen, said
Then next man was a blond man with gravity-defining,spiky hair,blue eyes,and a very strange smile planted on his face.It wasn't like The man that greeted you at the door.It was stupid looking and look like he had hung out with
REQUEST Magician!NorwayxReader Part 1Beep, beep, beep...
"Hyaaah!~" I yawned loudly and looked over to my alarm clock. So that was the source of the noise I thought to myself. I turned it off, and went to my bathroom. Today was Monday the worst day of the week. I groaned loudly. If it wasn't bad enough that it was Monday I also had school. Oh, how I loathe waking up every morning just to waste six and a half hours of my day. It was more then I could bear.
I did my business in the bathroom, got dressed, and went down stairs. I had ten minutes before my bus would come great. My alarm clock was the worst. It would ring and wake me up, yeah but sometimes it doesn't ring until, like, five minutes after it's supposed to. I have it set to six o'clock, and today it didn't ring until six-fifteen. What a great way to start a Monday morning.
I managed to catch my bus, although I almost missed it. As usual there were practically no empty seats. I guess everybody decided to take t
REQUEST Magician!NorwayxReader Part 2The next day, I sat next to Lukas on the bus. He didn't really talk much, but it was actually a bit fun to be around him. We talked a bit about our plans for the club, and then I got slightly curious about him. "Hey, Lukas." He turned his gaze to me when I called his name. He tilted his head to the side, like usual.
"What is it ?"
"Where are you from?" I asked nonchalantly. He looked into my eyes before speaking.
"I just moved here from Norway "
Ah-ha! So that was the accent I detected yesterday. He's Norwegian. "That's so cool! What's it like there?" I asked excitedly. Learning about new countries got me really excitedand Norway was no exception. I was always fascinated by that landmass Lukas shrugged.
"It's cold " I could tell he wasn't really sure what to say, so I just dropped the topic completely.
Once we got into our homeroom, I went to my seat in the back of the room. Lukas followed behind me, and sat in the seat next to me. Since class didn't off
:.NordicsxLittle!Reader.: No Shoes.:Tino was finally at his wits end. He just couldn't take anymore of the yelling, and the fighting, and the accusations that went on between his fellow Nordics. It's been exactly four days. Four days since everything started derailing between the Scandinavian countries. If they were all women, Tino would have blamed PMS, but he was sure that men didn't go through that stage in life. It was mostly Lukas against Mathias, and Emil against Berwald. Lukas was tired of Mathias claiming that he was his "best friend" and wanted him to knock it off, but the Dane begged to differ, saying that the Norwiegan was indeed his best friend. Meanwhile, Emil was at the edge with Berwald and his "non-communicative" ways. There wasn't much fighting there, but there was still Emil's yelling.
The Finnish man sat at the kitchen table, staring into his cup of tea and listening to the fighting going on in the next room. A headache pounded against the base of his skull. Tino was never one to snap at people, but th
Shut Up "And then Sealand actually believed me and tried talking to every bird he saw! Isn't that funny, Norge?" The idiot paused for all of two seconds before continuing. "Oh! Did you hear what Finland did the other day? He-" I tuned out all he was saying, swinging my legs back and forth from my spot on the park bench. All around us, the day was filled with a sense of calm. Or, at least, it was calm before a certain Dane decided to open his mouth.
"He hit Sweden with a blow dryer!" I swore that I saw a bird flinch when Denmark let out a howling laugh. "A BLOW DRYER!!" That idiot really needed to learn to shut his mouth. Because of him, the fairies weren't even around today. "I'm shocked that he didn't hit him with a fly swatter like last time! Do you remember that, Norge?" How could I forget? Denmark had been trying to get me to laugh all day and it wasn't until Sweden got hit by the bug killer that I finally ch