Shy!Japan X Reader: Recognition CH 1More Like This
You let out a tiny sigh as you leaned back in your seat, tapping your pencil absently against the desk as you waited for the bell to ring and announce the start of your English class. The soft sound of chattering coming from the kids around you filled your ears, and you briefly lifted your head and scanned the room. A lot of kids weren’t here yet considering the fact that you managed to arrive a bit early, but some of those who were present were sitting in their seats and taking out materials for class while a few others were having small conversations amongst each other. As for you, you were currently sitting alone, letting your mind occasionally wander.
A few minutes later, once the majority of the students were in the room, the bell rang and you instantly lifted your head just in time to see your teacher walk into the room with a smile on her face.
“Attention everyone,” she said loudly, silencing the low chattering of several students and drawing their attention to
Norway x Reader [Part 2 To Lemon]Tap. . . Tap. . . . Tap. . Tap. . . SLAM!More Like This
Opening his eyes and sitting up quickly, Norway looked around the room. The soft sounds he had heard were interrupted and roughly woke him from his unconscious state. His emotionless violet eyes looked around the room, only stopping momentarily to watch the still asleep [Name] that lay next to him. He found nothing out of the ordinary.
A string of curses were heard and the Norwegian male turned and narrowed his eyes at the bedroom door. It remained closed, but as the curses continued Norway could tell which language they were in and easily deciphered them.
It was Danish.
'Is he here? But how did he get in?' Norway thought, slowly getting up and getting dressed. He didn't want to be too loud, but he knew what had to be done.
He was gonna have to smack a Dane.
Slipping out of the bedroom silently, he made his way downstairs and to the kitchen. He carried the mace from his Viking years, twirling it absent-mindedly in his hands. Silently walking in
Let It Fall (NorwayxDepressed!Poet!Reader)You were silently walking to your classroom when you heard some students gossiping about you.More Like This
"Have you heard that _________ just paid the judges so she could win the contest?" a student asked the others. You knew that this isn't true at all. You worked hard for your poem and put your heart into it. Poetry is your only voice left here in this place but the world was too noisy to hear it. You couldn't even scream because the voices were drowning you to misery.
"I also heard that her poems aren't hers at all," another student loudly whispered for you to hear. You tried to ignore them because you know the truth. You love writing poems because it is a gateway to another world. In short, your only escape from the real world.
After taking a seat, your eyes wandered on the blank page of your notebook while your mind left this monochromatic realm and you just traveled to your own falling paradise. Your hands were unwarily writing what you were seeing in that world and what you wanted to say. I