RomanoxReader (FLUFF)RomanoxReader (FLUFF)
Summer and tro-lolo-lo buttons
It was fairly hot today behind the counter at (name)'s job. And by fairly hot she means sohot that not even the come'n'go flies could fly around the stations isles of snacks and motor oil. Currently bussiness was slow, making (name) not only hotter form the heat but very bored. "What I wouldn't do to take a breif step in the back fridge..." she mumbled, she knew she could do that but being the only employee there and with the AC temporarily out of order, she had to maintain your place in case of a customer.
After re-buttoning for the millionth time on her snug (f/c) sleeveless t-shirt, she heard the door chime and snapped her (e/c) eyes up to meet a pair of familiar hazel eyes.
"Hello Lovi! How's life?" For the past few weeks when (name) got her job, Lovino Vargas would occasionally come to her store and fill up his red ferrari. Of course, (name) found the sharp-tongue italian cuteand had a tight bound of the common cas
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
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
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.
"It can't be helped." 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 c
Norway x Reader: Once Upon a December
~Dancing bears, painted wings
Things I almost remember
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory~
You remembered fond memories as you flipped through a scrapbook you made years ago. You found a page of photographs of you and the Nordic Five. You were wearing a light blue and white dress that looked like it was sprinkled with snow.
Norway was wearing a dark blue suit and a white tie. He had an arm wrapped around your waist and a small smile.
That night was a vivid memory in your mind
“We get to go there in a carriage!?” You squealed as Lukas helped you onto a open-roofed chariot pulled by two grey horses with snow-white manes and tails.
“Only the best for my princess” he smiled and sat beside you before snapping the reins, causing the horses to trot at a quick pace. You smiled and leaned your head against his shoulder.
Origami [Romano X Reader]You were folding, yet again, another marguerite. What can you say? You loved making an origami marguerite. It was just so complicated and difficult that it kinda challenged you to make it perfectly, and now that you did, well, you just couldn't stop yourself anymore.
You loved making flower origami-- all kinds of it actually. May it be paper planes, boats, flowers or animals, you were never too tired to try an learn a new type of fold. And since you were quite well with your hands , nothing ever stopped you to do so.
"What the fuck it that?" A certain brunette blurted out besides you, his face painted with a look of disgust. It didnt really bother you anymore, though since he's been doing that for as long as you could remember.
"It's origami, duh." You replied without giving as much as a glance at him, and just continuing your work.
"Well freakin' stop it!!" He demanded.
"And why should I do that?" You asked challengingly, a small smirk planted on your face.
"Because I said so, dammit!
Norway's Little Fangirl (Norway x Reader)"Norge? NORGE has a FANGIRL?" There's a slight pause before the voice spontaneously combusts into hysterical cackling. The source of the ruckus is none other than Denmark.
Both you and Norway stare impatiently while the Dane deteriorates in his fit of obnoxious snickers. He'll stop soon, you hope.
"N-Norway, of all the Nordics? Seriously, girl, you have some WEIRD taste. Even his BROTHER I would understand, but geez. This immobile pile of fish and potatoes? Ahh " His laughter subsides momentarily.
"For your information, this 'pile of potatoes' has a lot more depth than you'd think," you growl.
"Trust me, ___, I've known him for hundreds of years, and he's nothing but-"
He continues his idle rant about the 'stony brick country'. You feel something, like a slight alteration in the airflow, and glance back at Norway. His face remains as rigid as ever, but you can tell he's definitely planning something. His gloved hand begins to glow a translucent turquoise and h
Never Too Late 06 [Agent!Norway x Agent!Reader]
Warning: Minor Language
Chapter 06: Sleepless Nights
"Hey, you awake?" Mathias asked as he tried pushing the back of Lukas' seat.
"I am, now." Lukas looked over to his back and glared at him. "What do you want?"
"How's (name)?" He asked, smirking.
"She's asleep. Now, keep quiet." Lukas said as he turned away and closed his eyes.
"You asleep, now?"
"Damn it, Mathias. Everyone's asleep. Shut up." Emil groaned and turned to his back.
"Hey, Lukas?" Mathias whispered as he poked Lukas' cheek.
"Can I borrow your phone?" Mathias pouted.
"I'm bored. You got any games there?"
"If I lend you my phone, will you shut up?" Lukas raised an eyebrow as he took out his phone.
"Yeah." He grinned and quickly grabbed it. "Thanks!"
"Hey~! I didn't know you had (favourite/random game) in your phone!"
"Hey! Your phone's almost dead! Should I-"
"My trigger finger is twitching, Mathias. Please, be quiet." Tino said as he closed his eyes, once again.
Student!NorwayxStudent!Glasses!ReaderQuite honestly, Lukas had no idea what he was doing. Here he was, sitting in the middle of class, blatantly ignoring Mr. Germania’s lessons, and openly staring at her. (F/n) (L/n) was a beautiful young woman, but not in the conventional, 10-lbs.-of-makeup, preppy clothes way. Instead of focusing on her looks, she focused solely on her studies and excelled, ensuring that her life would be easier after both high school and college. Her lovely (e/c) eyes were covered by stylish glasses. Even without trying, she could wear the school uniform of a black skirt and a white button-up quite nicely. Her seat was right by the window in the very back, and the sunlight streaming in through the windows hit her just perfectly, making her seem as beautiful as Frigg.
Her eyes were glued to the wooden desk in front of her, hurriedly scratching down notes as she listened intently to the lesson. All around him, Lukas could hear the students yawning and nodding off as Mr. Germania jotted down
Request!NorwayxReader ~ Still Into YouCan't count the years on one hand
That we've been together
I need the other one to hold you.
Make you feel, make you feel better
(y/n) smiled and grinned at her boyfriend, Lukas Bondvik. She could never get over the fact that they had been together for so long. For years she had watched her friends go through boyfriends like love was meaningless. It wasn’t though, at least to her. She had found Lukas, and love was the best thing she could ever experience.
Lukas glanced over at his girlfriend, giving her a small smile. He loved seeing how bright her (e/c) eyes would get whenever she got excited, or mostly when she was happy and content.
It's not a walk in the park
To love each other.
But when our fingers interlock,
Can't deny, can't deny you're worth it
Their relationships had often faced their ups and downs. Somehow though, the couple had managed to fight through the obstacles and go on like nothing was ever wrong.
Good relationships are ones y
[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
[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
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,
Norway x Reader: When the Day Met the NightAs a lone seagull soared overhead, you sighed in contentment as a light summer breeze cooled you off as you walked down the broad boardwalk next to the ocean with your oversized purse over your shoulder. You had managed to get off of work for the week and today was the beginning of your vacation. You had grabbed one of your favorite novels and a water bottle filled with ice tea on your way out of your apartment. You had your sights set on sitting on your favorite bench and reading your novel and drinking tea until lunch time. You adjusted the large sunhat you were wearing and gazed at the water as you kept on walking towards your destination.
After walking for over ten minutes, you nearly started skipping when you spotted the familiar bushes that created a path to the small garden with your bench. You glanced behind yourself to see if anyone was watching before you started to frolic the rest of the way to the bushes. As you passed through the bushes, some of the branches tugged lightly
Hetalia - 35 Ways To Annoy NorwayCall him a 'bumpkin'.Say that he's 'boring'.Tell him that he looks girly.Tell him that he stinks of petroleum and hold your nose.Ask him why he always smells like fish.Ask him why he hangs out with Denmark so much.
Or if he's secretly in love.Stare at him for more than thirty seconds.Constantly talk to him for hours on end.Accuse him of hoarding gold and fish.
Insist that his magical friends aren't real.Slap him in the face with a fish.Ask him why he wears a hair-clip when he's a guy.
Dunk his hair-clip underwater to see what happens.
Ask him what it's like being the capital of Sweden.Claim that Norwegian is a dialect of Danish.Tell him his language sounds stupid/hilarious.Challenge him to define his own culture.Question the logic behind the 'hat kicking dance'.Claim that Finland is the true king of metal.Talk crap about Edvard Grieg, or the band a-Ha.
Tell him that he makes really lame movies.Claim that Sweden and Denmark are manlier than him.Tell him he's like Denmark and/or Sweden,