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Not just studying also games (DenmarkXReader)You sighed, scratching your neck as you carried on conjugating the verb that was set. Your music playing in your ears, you rubbed the bridge of your nose.

Dropping your pen you leaned back. After checking your watch you decided now would be a good time for a break. Suddenly you felt arms around you and you jumped as someone blew air into your exposed neck.

“Heya.” You should’ve known.

“Mathias, what are you doing?” You asked, tilting your head back so you were able to his blue eyes twinkling down at you in mirth. “Just felt like being a creep.” He kissed your upside-down lips happily and sat down n

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So that’s who’d been staring at you.

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DenmarkxReader - Beautiful (Drabble)"Hey Matthias,"
"Yeah?"
"Am I pretty?"
"...Why do you ask?"
"I don't know. But am I?"
"No."
"Oh."
"You're beautiful,"
"Why?"
"I...don't know. But-"
"Oh."
"Stop 'Oh'-ing, and listen. You're beautiful. You're beautiful at 3am in the morning when you've woken up for some unholy reason and your hair's all funky and your clothes are crooked-"
"My hair is not funky at 3am,"
"-and you're beautiful when you're wearing your daggy shorts and a camisole and one of my old shirts and you're covered in paint and you have blue acrylic smudged all over your nose-"
"Oh god, why have you never told me that happens-"
"-and you're beautiful when you've been out for a run and you have your tee shirt tied around your waist and your camisole is soaked through and sweat is all over your face and hair-"
"Soaked through!? Oh jeez, that's not very-"
"-and you're beautiful when you're trying to cook dinner without a recipe and the steam's made your face red and your hair go

Swedish Stereotypes..

"(Name), I wouldn't try it." your Danish friend Matias laughed, while chugging down the last bit of beer in his mug. "He doesn't care."

"Of course he will!" you protested, clicking to the site you were looking at before.
Matias just laughed again, and continued his way into the kitchen in hopes of finding more beer to survive off of.

"He will listen.." you mumble to yourself, scrolling down the page to find different 'Swedish Stereotypes'.

It was or maybe would be the only way to get his attention. You tried before, but it never seemed to work. You'd ask him some questions and maybe have a chance at finally talking to the quiet man.

"

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He grabbed hold of your shoulders and you shrieked loudly, dropping your ds to the floor and falling out of your seat. His loud laughter filled the room as you strugg

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Though you had sleepwalked when you were younger, for some reason you were getting more tired from your nightly activities. Sighing, you rolled on your back as you thought of a solution.

Maybe ask if someone wanted to sleep with you? Then maybe they’d be able to stop you from conducting night-time walks which left you with aching feet and a splitting headache?

But who could you ask for som

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You stared across the table at the oblivious Danish man. He was laughing at something Lukas had said, you had missed the joke and didn't bother laughing.

Why were you sitting at the table, staring at the man like he was the last piece of chocolate in the entire world. You had your reasons, reasons that he would no doubt laugh at you for.

"Um, Is there something in my hair?" Mathias was staring at you quizzically. You blushed and shook your head.

"Ah, no I was just, um zoning out." You blushed, looking away. He shrugged and turned back to Lukas.

Standing up, you walked i

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Hidden Feelings. - Denmark x Reader.You sat down with the Nordics as you saw Mathias shuffle uncomfortably in his spot right next to Lukas and Tino.

The meeting was hosted by Berwald today, the tall, serious Swedish man who knew everything around the house.

"What's the serious deal?" You sat right next to Berwald, looking at the other four Nordics one by one.

"Mathias." Lukas first stated.

"Girl." Emil then continued.

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by ~vengefulamber, Dec 25, 2012, 5:54:04 PM
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Your boyfriend, Matthias, called your attention from your spot in your shared bedroom out to the living room.

"(F/n)!" he called you again, sounding urgent.

Tripping out of your bed, you scrambled through the halls to where you heard his voice. Finally skidding into the living room, your (e/c) eyes searched for the gravity defying blonde hair of your boyfriend.

He was sitting backwards on the couch, blue eyes watching you carefully. "Look," he grinned, showing you a danish that was in his hand, "it's a Danish," he pointing to himself, "eating a danish."

Trying not to smile, you shook your head at the foolish man. "Matthias. You are not a danish. You are either a Danish person or a Dane. Not a danish."

The blonde man deflated visibly as he took a large bite out of his pastry and you cracked, laughing at his silly antics.

Walking to the other side of the couch, you snatched the pastry from his hand and nibbled on the edge he hadn't yet bitten. Looking around you on the sofa, you searched for the remote with one hand, the other holding the danish to your lips.

Once you did find it, you leaned back in your seat and took a larger bite out of the flaky pastry, clicking on the TV to whatever was on. You heard Mattias snicker when you pulled the danish away from your mouth.

"What?"

He hummed, leaning closer. "Oh, nothing really. You just have something right-" he quickly pecked your lips, "there."

Blushing, you took another bite of your danish, shrinking farther back into the couch. Now your boyfriend laughed openly.

Grinning at you, the man wiped a tear from his light blue eyes. "You're just so cute!"

Pouting, you flipped stations on the TV until you found something tolerable. Or, at least, what you found tolerable. Matthias was another story.

"(F/n)!" he groaned, hanging off of your shoulder, "Why are we watching this?"

You ignored him, turning up the volume on the TV.

He let go of you. Grateful, you relaxed once more in your seat. After a few minutes of silence, however, you began to grow suspicious. Just as you were about to turn to face your boyfriend, you felt a pair of lips against your ear.

Jumping out of your seat, Matthias groaned again, splaying himself over your and the couch. You shoved his legs off, to which he didn't even respond.

The danish you had been eating was gone. You had set it on a napkin on the coffee table and now it had disappeared. Mattias had it.

He popped the last bite into his mouth and grinned at you.

You crossed your arms over your chest. "Bastard," you muttered.

"I know."

"I hate you."

"OK."

You turned to face him, brows furrowed in irritated confusion. He was staring at you with a goofy grin and soft eyes. Your breath caught in your throat.

Choking a bit, you tried to regain your composure. "You ate my danish?"

"I can get you another."

One eyebrow raised. "Really?" you deadpanned.

He grinned, "Really."

"Then give."

Leaning closer, he hovered his lips just over yours.

"Alright."

Danish Danish (DenmarkxReader)by ~vengefulamber

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This has been in my mind for a while. Seriously. Ever since I ate a danish back in... October. Yeah... Sounds about right.

Bai bai!

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~DemolitionPrincess1 Feb 16, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

This is exactly why my friend got me a danish for Ch:ristmas! XD I just love them so much!

~vengefulamber Feb 17, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Yummy~

~sarpndo Jan 5, 2013

cute. I love Danishes

~vengefulamber Jan 5, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

I love Danishes too.

~sarpndo Jan 5, 2013

~demoncupcake23 Jan 2, 2013

hothohothothothothot......

~TheDemoniteProject Dec 29, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Oh Denmark, I have a danish you can eat~! *Perverted and has danish heritage*

~A-Lovely-Anxiety Dec 27, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

_{THIS IS WHAT I'VE WANTED. HOOOOOOOOOOLY-- YOU HAVE BEEN HOLDING OUT ON ME. WHAT IS THIS. ALYSSA. YOU HATE ME, DON'T YOU.

More. Moremoremore.}

~vengefulamber Dec 27, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Yes, Taylor. Clearly I hate you. Because you're just too fantastic for me.

What the Hell are you asking? You know I can't do sequels.

But. Maybe...

Meh. Maybe.

~A-Lovely-Anxiety Dec 27, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

_{CLEARLY!

I'm asking. I'm sooo asking. Maybe you should make like, a whole... SERIES? ABOUT DANISHES. WITH ROMANCE, DANG IT.}

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