Sometimes, on a calm, tranquil, cloudy day, he would sit on a chair and look out the window, wondering if, somehow, he would someday forget who he himself was.
He was easily forgotten; it wouldn't be much of a chore if he, the only one who constantly acknowledged his existence, gave up as well.
Was that possible?
He wondered if, should he really forget about himself, would someone even notice his flustered, confused look and walk up to him, asking if he was okay.
Probably not, he thought bitterly.
It's a fact that he was born invisible.
He was constantly bumped into on the streets, and when the other person turned to say sorry or lash o
Ninety-Nine Roses and One by AnnSnowfields, literature
Literature
Ninety-Nine Roses and One
You smiled in surprise. The gesture was simple and sweet; yet it really touched your heart. That was exactly what he wanted.
Now, nobody would imagine that Nagumo Haruya – the hot-headed, straight forward guy would actually present people flowers. Well, he did – to you, no less.
You thought it was awfully sweet of him to go through all the trouble to get you flowers – you're right. He did go through a lot of trouble to get you the flowers.
He worked part-time jobs and did favours for pennies since the start of December so he could save up enough money for a bouquet of flowers. Ninety-nine roses, to be exact. Just to top it
Sometimes, on a calm, tranquil, cloudy day, he would sit on a chair and look out the window, wondering if, somehow, he would someday forget who he himself was.
He was easily forgotten; it wouldn't be much of a chore if he, the only one who constantly acknowledged his existence, gave up as well.
Was that possible?
He wondered if, should he really forget about himself, would someone even notice his flustered, confused look and walk up to him, asking if he was okay.
Probably not, he thought bitterly.
It's a fact that he was born invisible.
He was constantly bumped into on the streets, and when the other person turned to say sorry or lash o
Norway's Little Fangirl (Norway x Reader) by dreameroftheblue, literature
Literature
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.
Figures.
Both you and Norway stare impatiently while the Dane deteriorates in his fit of obnoxious snickers. He'll stop soon, you hope.
He doesn't.
"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
Holiday Treat [Norway x Reader] by everybodyswishes, literature
Literature
Holiday Treat [Norway x Reader]
"You didn't." Violet eyes looked disdainfully at the Dane before him, glaring at the pitiful mess he had become. Of all things to do on Christmas Eve, of all days!
"I didn't." Mathias repeated, looking lazily up at the voice. Gosh, why did Norge have to be so loud? He still didn't know what he did (or didn't) do. Why did Norge have to be so confusing? His head hurt too much.
"You. Spiked. The. Eggnog." Norway practically spat out every word. Who spikes eggnogg!? The practice was apparently more common then he had realized, but still- why must that stupid Dane ruin every day with alcohol?
[Name] was here today too, making Norway more tense
Norway x Reader: Subtle Things by foreverbeforenight, literature
Literature
Norway x Reader: Subtle Things
He is sleeping.
You are being a total creep and playing with the end of his detached curl; yep, detached curl. He's weird like that.
Well, you're weird for you for creepily playing with his hair while he sleeps. But in all honesty, you're bored. You're sitting on the ground in front of his face, and his face is towards yours. You're sitting close to him so you can't keep your eyes on the curl at all times. You have no idea how it can stay detached. It freaks you out and makes you like him even more.
You blush when you think of that because you're still getting used to the idea that Lukas Bondevik is your boyfriend. You're still gettin
Got from MatsukazeYuka.
Tell you something I learned about you by looking at your DA page.
Tell you a color you remind me of.
Tell you element I think you belong to (Water, Fire, Air, Earth).
Tell you what comic, book, movie, or video game character you remind me of.
Ask you a question, and you must answer.
Tell you something I like about you.
Give you a nickname.
Tell you the object that is to the left of me.
Tell you what food/ flavor/smell you remind me of.
Tell you to do one in your journal too.
I was browsing my tumblr, and then I saw this Youtube Vid! The spider was so cute that I sent it to my brother! :'D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=rLw-9dpHtcU
My fear of spiders has lessened :')
It has been decided by my accursed brain that I shall be writing a collection of short one-shots. (They are meant to be drabbles, but they exceed the 100-word limit. The world is full of critics.)
They are mostly Inazuma Eleven one-shots though, as I have promised on my Fanfiction account profile. (You shall neva find out.)
One thing to note: I often listen to songs when I write.
Just to let you know, cause I most likely WILL mention said songs in the descriptions, in case some people find it weird and what not.
Why am I writing this? Just to let you know.
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
RULES: 1- You can hug the person who hugged you! 2- You -MUST- hug 6 other people, at least! 3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their page! 4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet) 5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away!
Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1. If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved!
1-3 you're bad friend 4-6 you're an ok friend 7-9 you're a good friend 10-& Up you're a great friend