Warning: Magic and Norwegian mythology ahead ~~~~~ Part 1 “Go ahead und choose, (Y/n).” Your hand slowly went into the bag, and moved around a few items before pulling out something small. It was a little . . . cross? X-shaped…thing? “Mm?” A bleach blonde man stood from a ways down, and you swore that there was a floating curl beside his head. “Is that a hair clip? Iron? X-shaped?” The men (and boys) surrounding him all leaned forward, excited. “Uh huh,” You nodded, turning it over in your hands. “That would be mine.” He stood. “I am Lukas Bondevik, little one. It is a pl

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Muggy Yesterday. | Norway/Lukas Bondevik

Coffee & Tea: Surely you drink one or the other or know someone who does- write about it! • ────── ❅ ────── • People don't usually put butter in their coffee. You once had to remind Lukas of this when he insisted on bringing butter when you were off to order a cup of coffee in Starbucks as it was the rare seasons where both of you had forgotten to stock up on the coffee granules. You prefer Norway's homemade blend than the store bought ones, you could even consider it magical. Sadly, you are not exactly an expert in grinding coffee and making on

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Heir of Yesterday {Norway x Reader} Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Accepting What’s Lost ~*~*~*~*~* A cold feeling swept over her, and her knees suddenly felt weak. (Name) didn’t understand how he was here. Not only that, but the fact that she still couldn’t feel his presence alarmed her to no end. (Name) had only heard this voice in her dreams. It had been years since she’d heard him speak in real life. “It’s been awhile, (Name).” He spoke, as she slowly turned around to face him, eyes wide with confusion, yet hope as well. “Emil?” The pale blond haired boy stood in front of her, a soft smile spreading across his lips as she whispered hi

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Skip Rope Crush: Norway

Intro: http://greenrose45.deviantart.com/art/Skip-Rope-Crush-Child-Hetalia-X-Reader-658090966 *Your POV* When the rope reached “L”, two things occurred simultaneously: you stumbled, having suddenly thought of Lukas, and [F/N1] twisted the rope in a way that she knew would trip up. As a result, you ended up falling onto the pavement with a thump, along with the rope, for [F/N1] had already dropped it and was eagerly conversing with the other girls on who to interrogate you about. “Well, thanks a lot, guys…” you thought sarcastically as you picked yourself up off the ground. Then you realized just what had hap

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Norway x reader- That Warm Scarf

It was winter, Finland’s favourite season, and the Nordic five were planning to have some days off in one of Sweden’s old cabins. As always, none of them would cancel for they loved to share time with their brothers. Even though they weren’t blood related or something similar, they always felt that they were a family. Surprise was that you were also considered as their little sister. How did you get to know them was another story not important here. Long story short, it was related with how much they loved coffee and how they used to hang out on a café where you worked. So many visits and coffees later, you became th

Heir of Yesterday {Norway x Reader} Chapter 9 by JessicaC924, literature

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Heir of Yesterday {Norway x Reader} Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Gone, But Truly Lost? ~*~*~*~*~* The forest path that (Name) walked on was narrow and barely visible from underneath the leaves and plants. Nothing could be heard at the moment, except for the crunching of the debris as she continued to wander aimlessly. She’d woken up that morning, tired and grief stricken, over what had happened the night before. Every second (Name) stayed in the camp was plagued by thoughts of what she could have done differently to prevent the necklace from being destroyed. She’d even contemplated not leaving her tent, in fear of having to face Lukas. But the moment she decided to get her nerves

Heir of Yesterday {Norway x Reader} Chapter 8 by JessicaC924, literature

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Heir of Yesterday {Norway x Reader} Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Broken Bonds ~*~*~*~*~* The forest seemed to fall silent as (Name) stood up, ready to take on Eslla. The white haired girl smirked as she saw a blaze of determination in her (e/c) eyes. “You really do have a death wish, don’t you?” She muttered, slipping into the shadows. (Name) chuckled. “Not exactly. But I would like to see you dead.” By now, the (h/c) haired knight could no longer sense her enemy’s presence nor see where she was at all. Her heart began to thump nervously as she gazed around the forest, analyzing every movement that came into view. “How can you kill an enemy you can

Heir of Yesterday {Norway x Reader} Chapter 7 by JessicaC924, literature

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Heir of Yesterday {Norway x Reader} Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Never Gave Up ~*~*~*~*~* The distant chirping of birds outside awoken (Name) from her deep slumber. Blinking slowly, she sat up and yawned, rubbing her eyes. Yawning once more, she looked around for a moment before realizing where she was. It was then that the memories of last night came flooding back. Arthur was the prince of Aidremore. Never in a million years did she expect that he was the prince. He’d spoken with her the night before of many things; their relationship from years prior, the state of his kingdom, and how they should proceed with everything. Yet, it was obvious things were still tense between the two. T

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Attention (Norway x Reader)

Attention (Norway x Reader) You were happily sat on the Nordics large sofa with Mathias, the overly happy Dane with a loud boisterous voice and a sharp look of determination in his eye. Both of you held a controller tight within your hands and stared at the TV intently, and both of you focusing on your individual characters as they zoomed around the virtual race track. You were pulling ahead of the Danish man- much to his dismay, which lead him to playfully nudging your shoulder every so often with his large calloused hands in a sly attempt to make you spin off the track. In response you tried holding his hand away and giggled as you contin

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