ReaderXSweden: Undo You gazed at yourself in the mirror. Your long, curly, (h/c) locks, falling down around your shoulders, your plump, lightly-glossed lips, Your (e/c) eyes had a certain glimmer in them today, and your soft (s/t) skin practically glowed. It was your 1 Year anniversary with your boyfriend, Mathias.ReaderXSweden: Undo by TheGirlOfManyFandoms
You had been introduced to Mathias by his cousin, Berwald. Berwald has been your best friend since Preschool, when he saved your beloved stuffed rabbit, Lollie, from being thrown in the lake by Gilbert Belschmidt and his little cronies, Francis and Antonio. The two of you had done almost everything together. Gone trick-or-treating together, been in the school choir, studied together before big tests, you went to his hockey games, and he went to your (extra curricular activity you do) (games/ performances) and many other things. You began to gather feelings for him in the eighth grade. You still had those feelings, but you knew there was no way on Earth he'd like you
Netherlands x Reader :: Christmas GiftsAPH [Netherlands x Reader] :: Christmas GiftsNetherlands x Reader :: Christmas Gifts by pandatama
"Wow, aren't these just gorgeous!" You dragged Belgium across the mall's corridor, practically sticking your nose against the jewelry store's showcase window. The items in question were a set of beautifully ornate silver rings, with a greenish blue gemstone that linked them together and sparkled under the multicolored Christmas lights that decorated the store. Belgium also leaned down to take a better look at the jewelry in display, widening her emerald green eyes at all the gleaming silver and gold items.
"They're so lovely!" she exclaimed with a dash of amazement in her voice.
"And pricy, too." You looked over your shoulder to find a tall, blonde man with an annoyed look in his eyes which you realized were the exact same color as the gemstones in the ring. "We're on a tight budget here, remember?"
Belgium rolled her eyes. "Don't be such a killjoy, Neth. We don't pay for looking at it."
Seeing you giggle at this statement, Ne
Netherlands x Reader - TransatlanticismTransatlanticismNetherlands x Reader - Transatlanticism by mizoriechan
Netherlands x Reader
Please Note This is a songfic for the song Transatlanticism by Death Cab for Cutie, so you may want to listen to the song before reading the story.
The Atlantic was born today and I'll tell you how
The clouds above opened up and let it out
It was a cold and rainy morning in Amsterdam and you were currently lying in the warmth of your boyfriend's bed. As usual he was gone when you opened your (e/c) orbs.
'Smoking.' You thought bitterly as you removed the covers from your body and climbed to your feet.
The cold air in the room rushed to meet your nude form and shivers began to wrack through your body. You quickly reached down, grabbed the shirt Tim had discarded the night before, and slipped it over your head.
The oversized T-shirt advertising some poplar Dutch band offered little warmth, but it was better than nothing, so clad in it you made your
Sinterklaas (Husband NetherlandsXReader)Zie ginds komt de stoombootSinterklaas (Husband NetherlandsXReader) by shihachii
uit Spanje weer aan.
Hij brengt ons Sint Nicolaas
ik zie hem al staan.
Hoe huppelt zijn paardje
het dek op en neer,
hoe waaien de wimpels
al heen en al weer.
“Papa!” You heard your daughter cry as Tim stepped inside. Lifting her above his head, she squealed and flailed in his hands. “Hey.” He murmured, kissing her cheeks. “Papa, Sinterklaas is coming right?” You chuckled.
For the kids, the night of the 5th of December was one of excitement. After all, if they’d been good they’d get something. Her little shoe was already next to the fireplace, a carrot in it. “Look!”
She pointed and Tim came into the living room, your daughter bouncing on his arm.
“When he comes, his horse can eat something!” She said proudly, grinning at your husband.
“Yeah and I have been good haven’t I?” Tim stroked his chin, making a show of remembering if she’d b