Holding Hands [Denmark x Tsundere!Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan, literature
Literature
Holding Hands [Denmark x Tsundere!Reader]
Why had you even agreed to this in the first place?
The question hung above you like a dark cloud as you leaned against a lamp post, dreading what was about to come. Besides- the idiot was already 5 minutes late. Not that you were keeping track or anything like that.
Sighing heavily, you looked around at the people around you. It was a happy atmosphere induced place; filled with laughing children, passing workers, and…lovey-dovey couples. The last one made you bite the inside of your cheek a little and pray that you weren’t going to get yourself into a mess.
“[Name]!”
Your head shot up as
Inspiration [Denmark x Artist!Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan, literature
Literature
Inspiration [Denmark x Artist!Reader]
Inspiration. Needless to say it was something you desperately needed. Sitting in front of a blank sketchbook twirling a pencil in your hand, you looked around at your surroundings hoping it might give you an idea.
Unfortunately, it didn't. Your mind was just as empty as ever as it was still aching for some sort of prompt to illustrate.
Maybe someone could help you...? But who could provide the artistic inspiration you needed?
"Hey [Name]!"
The door to your room slams open, and you turn to face the intruder with an unamused expression. Upon seeing just who had came to disrupt your art time, you sighed and uttered t
Inspiration [Denmark x Writer!Reader] by Cross-Angel-Chan, literature
Literature
Inspiration [Denmark x Writer!Reader]
Inspiration. Needless to say it was something you desperately needed. Sitting in front of your laptop while you drummed your fingers lightly, you looked around at your surroundings hoping it might give you an idea.
Unfortunately, it didn't. Your mind was just as empty as ever as it was still aching for some sort of prompt to take note of and write down.
Maybe someone could help you...? But who could provide the writing inspiration you needed?
"Hey [Name]!"
The door to your room slams open, and you turn to face the intruder with an unamused expression. Upon seeing just who had came to disrupt your writing time, you
Beginnings [Denmark x Reader] by BritishIslesDame, literature
Literature
Beginnings [Denmark x Reader]
You anxiously drummed your fingers against the top of your wooden desk. Your gaze directed to the clock every few seconds. The piece of mechanics slowly ticked away, the black and red hands moving slowly. You gaze returned to the teacher in front of the class who looked just as bored as anyone in the class. She taped the chalk against the black board and pondered on what to write.
School had left many people's minds already, summer was just on the horizon. In less than twenty minutes, everyone would be free. Two months of pure bliss, relaxation, and just fun. You gaze found it's way back to clock, which was still ticking away slowly. Your ey
Museum Romance [Denmark x Reader] by BritishIslesDame, literature
Literature
Museum Romance [Denmark x Reader]
As quickly and quietly as humanly possible, you clambered on to the large yellow charter bus. Glancing over the empty seats you opted to take the one just a few counts back from the driver. Placing your belongings on the seat beside you, you rested your head on the cool metal window sill and waited for everyone else to get on. Slowly and gradually more students got on the bus, and began to disperse themselves amongst the grey plastic seats.
It was almost time for the bus to leave and began making it's long journey to The War Museum. By now most of the seat have been filled up, and the chatter began to rise as friends chatted vividly with oth
The Scientist [Denmark x Reader] by BritishIslesDame, literature
Literature
The Scientist [Denmark x Reader]
"I am about two seconds from completely throwing you out the damned window," you screamed at your Chemistry work. "I hate Chemistry!"
Your bedroom door flew open with great force. The oak door frame revealed a tall Danish man with a worried expression mixed with a hint of confusion. You glared daggers at him, not wanting to deal with his obnoxiousness.
"You okay ____, I heard you yelling at your Chemistry work. You do know it can't respond back right?" he joked.
You grabbed a pillow that was on your bed and threw it with all the strength you could muster at the tall Dane. Hitting him square in the jaw he let out an inaudible sound, muffled
By Now [Denmark x Reader] by BritishIslesDame, literature
Literature
By Now [Denmark x Reader]
A soft knock sounded from the front door of your apartment. You groggily got up from your spot on the couch and made your way to the ceramic door. You unlocked the various locks that decorated the frame and slowly opened it. Opening the door revealed the one person you didn't want to see at the moment.
A tall Danish man stood in front of you, his blonde hair defying gravity as usual. He sported his favourite black coat with red cuffs and wore a small black hat on his head. His blue eyes which usually sparkled now held a tinge sadness and regret.
"How've you been ___?" He asked. "May I come in?"
"Whatever." You said under your breath.
"I
Mermaid!Denmark x Reader- The Blue Pearl by BritishIslesDame, literature
Literature
Mermaid!Denmark x Reader- The Blue Pearl
You were sitting on a rock over looking the beautiful cyan coloured ocean. You've always been blessed to have lived right on the water. The beach was like your second home, the warm sand beneath your feet always seemed to comfort you. The wave crashing on the rocks below always soothed your stress.
The sun was high in the light blue sky, white clouds painted on it like a beautiful canvas. Your eyes scanned the ocean, the water was clear enough to see a few feet down. Tiny colourful schools of fish swam by your feet.
Something glistering on the bottom surface caught your eye. You squinted as you peered at the object from the surface. It shon
Accidentally In Love [Denmark x Reader] by BritishIslesDame, literature
Literature
Accidentally In Love [Denmark x Reader]
You were sitting in your Drama class beside your friend Elizaveta. You cast a glance around the room, the floor was a black speckled linoleum, curtains in front of you giving the room it's own small stage. Posters of musicals and plays hung scattered on the green walls. The class was filled with talking and sounds of laughter from the many students in the fourth period class.
"Apparently we have a culminating project to do today." Elizaveta stated, trying to talk over the noise.
"Really? Wonder what it is." You groaned, you hated the culminating projects in Drama. The teacher would usually pick the groups, and with your luck you'd be stuck
I Won't Say I'm In Love [Denmark x Reader] by BritishIslesDame, literature
Literature
I Won't Say I'm In Love [Denmark x Reader]
"I'll see you later." Your friend Mathias said as he kissed your cheek and handed you a white flower.
"Bye." You smiled as he walked off to go see the other Nordics.
You sighed as you examined the flower in your hands. You were at a park sitting on the edge of a large foutain that inhabited the middle of the park.
"Hey _____!" You heard a voice called you turned to see your friend Elizaveta running towards you carrying her usual frying pan.
"Hey Eliza." You smiled weakly, she came and sat next to you, resting the frying pan by her feet.
"What's wrong?" She sighed knowingly.
"I think you know." You sighed, smelling the flower Mathias gav