CountryOreo

Commission for Prominessence! She asked for a Denmark x Reader songfic to the Danish song, 'Cliche Love Song' by Basim. Hope you like it! (: I met this lady - Lady She was looking so damn fine But she was crazy - Crazy It was all about party time    "Do you think she'll be there?"    "No."    "Do you think she'll remember me?"    "No."    "Do you think she'll let me dance with her? Oh, that would be the greatest! I just know she's a good dancer—have you seen her?!"    Norway slammed his book shut. "No, but you've gone on and on about her enough for me to 'know' her."    Denmark rolled around on his bed, lovingly clutching a

"Fine, fine—I'll teach you how to shoot ONLY because I know you'll probably get harassed if I dont..."    The streets of Zürich were quiet and peaceful.    It was the largest city in Switzerland, and yet the atmosphere was calm—this actually came off as cultural shock to you.    Your father worked as a national consultant, so your family moved around a lot due to his career. You’d lived in countries scattered across the globe—America, Brazil, Australia, Japan, and now, Switzerland.      You liked it here. It was your first time living in a European country and the history for the continent was never-ending.

The air was cool and crisp, the breeze a constant nipping at your nose. It was only early November, not even two weeks in, yet it seemed as though no one told Mother Nature that. Instead of dearly missed sweater-weather, you got shivers-and-coat-weather. Really, this type of day was one only enjoyable inside. 'Speaking of inside,' you thought, teeth snapped together in an effort to keep them from chattering, 'how far down is this place?!' It was the middle of the afternoon and, instead of wasting the day away curled in a blanket while on Netflix, Allen had insisted that you come and visit him. Unlike you, Allen still had work and couldn't t

A thousand times, we die in one life. We crumble, break and tear apart until the layers of illusion are burned away and all that is left, Is the truth of who and what we really are.    XxXx Prologue xXxX Why did things have to come to this? At this point, you didn't even know who you were. Who had you been? Who will you be? And when they release him, will you still be the same person? You shuddered. You didn’t even want to think about him. You had someone else now. Someone… that you belonged with. A few months ago, your life took a turn for the worst—in the sharpest way possible. You had never felt more betrayed, lied

~The Borrower~ 1 “My ladies are restless today,” was the first thing the magician said that morning when he returned from the courtyard out back. Being the most understanding of the crew, Emil knew who his older brother was referring to. As one of the leading stars in the Magic Trio act, Lukas kept a flock of trained pure-white fantail pigeons. Trusting a more feminine side to his tricks and fancies, Lukas preferred an all-female flock over male, and as a result, he referred to his precious birds as “ladies.” “Maybe it’s the weather patterns we’ve been having,” Emil mumbled as a result, takin