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A Little Talk With The Boss - ReaderxBoss!Norway
A Little Talk with the Boss
A Norway x Reader Story
Typing away with your neatly polished nails and a gentle sigh as you got into work, you had not noticed the time or the fact that your boss was late!
You’d been working with the Scandinavian Company for two years now and you’d risen in the ranks to be the boss’ personal assistant… well, alongside Denmark and Iceland of course. You’d enjoyed the company under Sweden but when Sweden had pulled Norway up as the co-boss; your new job was quite irritating. It was probably because Lukas was such a handsome guy, but for all his beauty there was a real arrogant streak that just grated on your nerves.
In reality, it had been Emil that had gotten you the job here when you’d graduated from college together… and it had been Lukas who’d you were initially the assistant for… but when he had decided to go abroad to get the company reputation up you had been working und
Norway x Reader FlirtingIt was just an ordinary day, the sun was out and there were few clouds in the sky. There were birds chirping in the air singing their annoying songs for all to here. But today was something special, it was Christmas eve. Your best friend Mathias had decided it was time to bake some Christmas cookies so he invited you over to the Nordics house to help. Needless to say you were excited. You stopped in front of their house then knocked and waited patiently. After a minute or so you were getting tired of waiting and was about to text Matt when it opened to reveal someone you've never seen before. He had short blonde hair with a cross clip on the side and dark mysterious blue eyes. You've heard of him but you never got the chance to introduce yourself before. "Hello, is the King of Northern Europe present?" You said with a charming smile and your (e/c) eyes sparkling. He raised an eyebrow at you with what you assumed to be the closest thing you were going to get of a curious expression. Bef
[Viking!Norway x Reader] (Pt.1) Transformations
There is blood and violence. I don't think it's that bad so I won't add a mature content filter.
"(y/n), it's my duty. I have to for the sake of all of us, elskling," he said, holding my shoulders to express his seriousness.
"...I know. I'm just worried."
"And I understand that. I'll be fine. Jeg lover deg (I promise you)." I just nodded, knowing there was no way out of this.
"Jeg elsker deg," he said before planting his lips on mine. He tried to pull back, but I pulled his face right back, startling him, though he didn't hesitate to return the kiss. He pulled back, allowing his lips to gently brush mine as he whispered, "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry. I'll be back. I promise, min elsklede." I bit my lip, holding back the tears for his sake. He pulled back and picked up his sword. As he left my house, he stopped in the doorway to give me a look, actually showing emotion for onc
Reading Norwegian (Norway x Reader)He is always calm, collected, and stoic-featured. His blue eyes can intimidate anyone who does not know him with the fear that they are boring him. His feelings are hidden behind an uncaring mask that people cannot figure out. Even his brothers do not understand what he is feeling, and always have to rely on one person to tell them.
She has known Lukas for a shorter period of time than most, but she can read him like a book. This, honestly, scares Lukas in an oddly pleasant way. To know that someone like (y/n) can read him. To know that someone understands creates a strangely calm feeling within the blond.
She sits next to Lukas, staring down at a book in her lap without really reading it. Her (e/c) eyes scan the page but do not comprehend what she is reading. He knows this because she has not turned the page in a good five minutes. Granted, she is reading Norwegian, a language she has only just started to learn.
But she is determined. Determined to become flue
The Flowers' Meaning: Norway x Reader
(The title isn't what it seems)
"Hey, remember the flowers I gave you before?"
asked Lukas, a small smile gracing his features. You smiled and giggled in response.
"Yes, of course! Why?"
You cocked your head in curiousity as Lukas glances behind him.
"Luke? What's behind you?"
Lukas chuckled and brought out a flower.
It was a pear blossom.
Lukas held it out to you, and you reach for it. You then held it daintily, a rush of nostalgia going through you.
"I remember this one!"
You say excitedly, your (e/c) eyes gleamed.
"Do you remember what it means?"
You think about the flower meanings that Lukas had taught you, and you remembered this distinct one. The first one he taught you when you were 7.
You whisper. Lukas smiles another small smile ad he brought out a new flower.
"How about this one?"
He says as he gives it to you. You hold the flower up, and its color made you smile.
"And what does it mean?"
You smile as you remembe
Norway x Angel!Reader Prolouge You felt numb. From the tips of your feathered wings to the toes that lay exposed to the elements. Your white dress was in tatters, and cuts and bruises lined your once immaculate skin. Your (h/c) hair was wet and plastered to your cheeks from the unrelenting rain. It had not been meant to turn out this way. Your mission to the Mortal Land was to defeat Demons, not be left for dead by them.
You were a member of Heaven, an Angel sent to bring light and hope to the lost and to guide the faithful. So what had gone wrong? Your mind reeled as you stumbled through the woods, trying to find shelter before nighttime. That was when they were the strongest. The night was th Realm of Demons, and being caught again was not in your best interest.
On wobbling legs you pressed on, folding your wings tight into your back. Many times you had tried to get a message through to Heaven,
Because... [Norway X Reader]You walked out to the snow covered sidewalk outside the school gates, hurrying your steps.
"Ah, Lukas! I'm sorry to have you wait for so long." You said as you two began your walk to your homes. You lived right next to each other and were childhood friends. Everyday you walked to school and back, together.
"Not a problem." He said bluntly, walking by you side, brushing his shoes through the snow.
You two walked silently, like you'd always. He never started a conversation whenever you two would walk home, and neither would you. The presence of each other was enough though, silence was never a problem with both of you. Sometimes you would hum a song, he'd ask what song it is, you'd answer, and the conversation ends with you smiling. He never did though. But you knew him long enough that his usual blunt face, was his natural.
But this time, when you both neared home, he asked you something that took you aback.
"Can I court you?"
You stopped in your tracks, your cheeks
[Norway x Reader] Another Christmas Eve
(f/b) - favorite book
(y/n) - your name
(g/n) - girl's name
"We should get back, kjære." I jumped, startled, not expecting to be embraced. I didn't need to see who it was, because the deep voice belonged to none other then Lukas Bondevik, my husband. He had walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Uh...ja, we should," I said, setting the new edition of (f/b), back in it's stack. He reached forward, taking my hand into his and leading me out of the crowded shop named 'Arthur's og Vladamir's bøker og magi forsyninger' (Arthur's and Vladamir's book and magic store), onto the, even more crowded streets of Oslo. Oh, how I loved to walk the streets of Oslo this time of year. It was always so beautiful, with all the festive, colorful lights and decorations, along with the glistening, white snow that covered everything. We walked down the crowded streets of the city, during
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