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APH Iceland x Reader - I DiedI DIED
Pairing: Iceland x Reader
#Trigger Warning: strong language, potential OOC-ness, the author trying to be funny and capslocks.
A/N: It's been a long time, reader inserts. 38D
Your head throbbed in pain, causing wave after wave of pain to wash you. As far as you remembered, there was no beer involved or actually any other alcoholic beverages at all yesterday. But why does your head feel as if it was being drilled by a drill?
You open your eyes slowly, letting your eyes adjust to the bright sunlight shining directly on your face as your headache slowly subsides. God
Iceland and the Demon Puffin
*~|WARNING! THERE IS SWEARING IN THIS STORY! TURN BACK NOW IF YOU DON'T LIKE SWEARING!|~*
"Mister Puffinnnn~!" you sang, skipping in the Nordic's house, searching for Emil's pet puffin.
"Where could he be? He never runs off." Mathias said, flopping on the couch. You stopped skipping to spare the Dane a glare. "He's not in the his igloo." Mathias said, playing his trump card.
"Okay, this is serious." you say sternly. If all else failed, Mr. Puffin was sure to be in the small plastic igloo you and Emil had built for him when you were children.
"MR. PUFFIN!" The familiar voice of your Icelandic friend rang throughout the house. Only he wasn'
Iceland x Reader A Trip To Remember Prolouge
Disclaimer:If you spot any typo or grammatic error you can correct me in the comments.
This is based of a plot i thought of in Geography Class today.
This is my first time writing with Iceland i'm sorry of he's OOC in you're eyes.
You where inside sitting by the window on a boat on the way to Reykjavik, Iceland. You had saved up money for this trip to go on the Christmas holidays, luckily you saved up to the amount you needed even before the start of the holidays. You had plugged in you're earbuds and clicked a song, you tilted you're head so that you where facing the window and it's view.
The intro melody of the guitar started pl
Com 2/2: Iceland X Reader *Birthday Surprise*Notes:
-This is the second part to a commission for *RhinoGhost. This is the fluffy Iceland reader insert that she also wanted ^^ This time, I made sure to make it REALLY fluffy xD I hope you all enjoy ^^
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, the characters, or the reader. I only own the plot*
“Aww, but I want to help make _____’s birthday cake too!” Iceland growled dangerously at the pouting Danish man behind him. Currently Iceland was preparing a birthday cake for _____, but he wasn’t going to make it a traditional birthday cake, no, it would be very special.
“Go away, Dane! You’ll probably contaminate it
Iceland x Reader - Not An ActThe cafeteria buzzed with excited chatter as you and your friend, Emil, ate your lunches together. As of right now, you were trying to convince Emil to try out for the school play that the three drama teachers were hosting. It was a way to get more students involved with the school, and a way to get more money from ticket sales. They announced the play recently, so the teachers were just starting to hold auditions to see who would get to play a part in the event. You were convinced that Emil would be perfect for the main role—even though you had no idea what the play was about—so you were trying to persuade him to audition.
Iceland x Nerd!Reader~ The A Cappella Prologue
Iceland x Nerd!Reader~ The A Cappella Prologue
/ˌɑ kəˈpɛlə; Italian ˌɑ kɑpˈpɛllɑ/ Show Spelled [ah kuh-pel-uh; Italian ah kahp-pel-lah] Show IPA
adverb, adjective Music.
without instrumental accompaniment.
in the style of church or chapel music.
1875–80; < Italian: in the manner of a chapel (choir)
‘Why?’ Emil constantly wondered. Why did he of all people have to get accepted into the same college as his brother and his friend? Why did the people have to be so exceptionally odd at said college? And why did the school’s main competitive activity have to be something as eccentric as the students who attended it? Not something normal like lacrosse
Hetalia: IcelandxReader: The CafeMath class. The last, and worst, period of the day. Who wants to spend the last hour and fifteen minutes of school sitting in a stuffy classroom, pulling your hair out trying to solve problems? Not you, that's for sure. The only reason you looked forward to it? Emil Steilsson. The boy you've been crushing on all year. He's mysterious, a bit cold, but you know that he's probably so nice. He talked to you from time to time and sometimes, you'd see him almost smile, which made you a bit giddy. Usually, you weren't the lovey dovey type, like you see in movies, but Emil made things a bit different. There was only one problem about liking Emil. The
Iceland x Reader ::: Breakfast
He leaves me breathless, a shipwreck of lukewarm feelings and rosebud fjords. It is in everything he is: every exhale that tastes of Laufabrauğ, fine as parchment and tantalizingly delicate. Or, perhaps, it is this morning spent under crumpled duvets and the lashes of a Northern Atlantic sea against Reykjavik with a man, all star-dusted hair and linen nightshirts, pulling me closer to him.
"Emil," my voice is raspy with frostbitten Icelandic essences, "Emil, I need to make breakfast. You want to eat, don't you?"
He murmurs inaudible nothings, running kisses against my collarbones, eliciting a shudder and silky breathings from my chapped lip
Iceland X Witch!Reader: Butterfly [Part 1]Iceland X Witch!Reader: Butterfly
[A/N]: WARNING! I OVERUSED *APPARENTLY*.. Because I don't know
You were a student at Saint Lucia High School. It was a strict school...but has a lot of cool people there. Apparently.. you hated that school. The thing you hated the most was your science teacher. Ms. Kasumi....That stupid lady hated your guts. She gave you dirty looks and apparently gives you a failing grade on purpose. Well, you were doing bad in science anyway..
You wanted to tear that woman into pieces. You had the ability, since you were a witch. You didn't know why you had witch powers..You were just born that way. It rumored that your
Iceland x Reader - ObliviousO b l i v i o u s
Pairing: Iceland x Reader
Warning: Murder attempt woot woot
A/N: Happy late Easter and Happy April Fools day~ SO HAVE SOME BLOODY SHORT EMO FANFICT FROM ME AHAHA
A pair of eyes flashed open in the calming darkness. A low growl escaped your lips as you gritted your teeth in frustration. Yet another day, yet another minute, yet another second. You didn’t remember when this habit started, when you would wake up dead in the silent night, feeling frustrated about it. Sure it bothered you way back when it started, but it n
IcelandXBlind!Reader: Blind, Brave and Beautiful(Iceland's P.O.V is maintained through out the story.)
After some encouragement from Norway, I called (Name) and asked if she wanted to meet me by the lake this evening. She's been out of the hospital for only a day, but agreed to meet me there. Because of the accident, (Name) can't see anymore.
It was scary, seeing her the first time, because when I spoke to her as she lay in the hospital bed, her gaze never directly met mine. It always seemed that she was looking beyond this world, into another one. Her eyes had paled and dulled. Yet, somehow, she still mana
A Moment With You (Emil x Reader)
Emil x Reader
You wrapped your coat around your figure in frustration as you made your way out in the garden. It was completely… Completely…
Why couldn’t he just see right through you?! Was he really that insensitive?! You thought while kicking the snow off the bush nearby. You’ve been friends with him since forever and you’ve been crushing on him since eternity but no, he just had to be so @#$%ing gullible! And it completely annoys you. Who wouldn’t? All of your hard work and embarrassment gone to waste because of his insensitive-ness!
Sick!Iceland x Reader - I'm here for you... (ch.1)Sick!Iceland x Reader - I'm here for you...
It was a beautiful spring afternoon, the sky was clear and it had a beautiful blue gradient to it; the sun was shining, there were very few cars passing by so there was a blissful silence; children were running were playing in the park. In fact, this would almost be the perfect spring scene if it wasn't for the frowning teenager crossing the street with a few of her classmates and a teacher.
Your high school was one of many schools chosen to attend a series of volunteer projects, you were very reluctant of signing in but as soon as one of your friends said that it could help
IcelandxReader- ProjectsEmil ran around his room, making sure everything was in place and his room looked clean.
'Good. Everything's good.' He thought with a triumphant smirk. He was going to do a school project and his partner was going to meet him at his house to work on it. Normally he wouldn't have made such a big fuss, if it weren't for the fact that it was (name). She was just the girl he had a crush on since he met her and by some stroke of luck he happened to get her as a partner for his science project.
"Getting ready for your partner?" He heard a voice ask. He looked to the door and saw his older brother's friend Mathias there. He scowled as he noticed t
Monotony Iceland X Reader"Ack! Ack!" Mathias wheezed as Lukas choked him with his own tie. Tino smiled nervously as he tried to break the two apart while Berwald sat calmly at the table and continued to sip his tea.
While this may be amusing to many, it has become dull and tasteless to me.
Let me introduce myself to you first. My name is Emil Steilsson. I am the youngest of my four older brothers, whom I mentioned previously. My home is in Reykjavik, Iceland but right now I’m currently in Oslo, Norway visiting. Oh, and on an unrelated note, I have a pet bird named Mr. Puffin.
I look into my cup of tea and I see my own bored expression. I sigh before I tak
Forever and Lost
Forgetting everything ever existed.
Ever lasting pain growing stronger, soon fading to black.
Who ever thought it could end? Who ever thought it would last?
Lies, all lies, broken into shards of time.
Cutting deep into your empty, hollow, heart and soul.
Nothing at all could explain this, this torturous pain.
To be broken inside, and outside far past the breaking point.
Unable to control these feelings, shut it all away.
Unstable thoughts controlling your inner conscious, taking over everything you know.
Just let go, it'll all end soon...
When We Were Young (Iceland x Reader Poem) I remember your charming laugh, the heart stopping smile on your face when we'd run out in the snow.
The cold turning our cheeks as rosey as your soft lips that drew out such sweet words.
Watching the aurora borealis dance across the December sky.
My hand in yours. Your hand in mine. We'd take the risk and walk on ice together.
The times I kissed your tears away when you fell.
The times you kissed mine away as well.
When you first met my brother and he accidentally scared you.
Sitting side by side, watching the puffins fly across the faded sky.
I'd never forget the first time I met you.
But most certainly...
I would never forge
JoyceHaving kicked the man in the balls and relieved him of his belongings, Joyce wasn't quite sure what to do next. She could run, but he might come after her the next minute. If she tied him up here, in the middle of nowhere, he might be eaten by wolves; or starve to death. Besides, she didn't have any rope. She could kill him... perhaps. The thought left a bitter taste in her mouth.
'What am I to do with you?' she sighed.
'Well,' he groaned while giving her a look that sent shivers down her spine, 'You can run, but that won't help you, cause I will find you! So you just wait another few minutes until I get back up again - and I mean úp- and t
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