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If I was your boyfriend swedenXReader

It was your turn. You had heard so much about these parties for seven minutes in heaven, and people were running out to be with, so you were there today;the room was still packed.

"Hey man, you're just in time! I'm glad you made it! Otherwise we would've had to cancel!" America shook your hand and hugged you. "Yeah man, rock out! You better get ready for a good time, and help yourself to our food! France helped! Just stay away from the crumpets man, you might throw up..." America waved and walked away.

You walked over to the punch bowl and waited for the party to start, snacking on some Oreos. America walked in front of the congregation and

~See you again~ *Popular!Sweden X Reader*~See you again~

*Popular!Sweden X New!Reader*

'Has he really talked to you?'
'Oh my God,you are so lucky!He barely even talks!'
'The only moment I've heard him talk was in class,when the teacher asked him something ... I can even remember what!About Karl the 12th!'
'He has such an sexy accent.And his voice!Oh,his voice is so deep I could melt!'
'He's good at all!I haven't seen him once make a mistake.He certainly is the perfect boy!'
'His pale complexion and those blue eyes of his ... glasses make him look even more hot!Not to mention his perfect blonde hair!'
'If only he could express his feelings better!'.

(Name) took her books from the

Sleepwalking (SwedenXReader)You closed your eyes, your tiredness taking you over. You hadn’t gotten a proper night’s sleep for a straight week now and you could seriously say it was taking a toll on your body. Dozing on your bed was the only rest you got recently.

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

SwedenxReaderSwedenxReader

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Someone was knocking on the front door. Setting your book down, you paused before opening it.

You opened it and sighed.

Berwald Oxenstierna.

The tall Swedish man stood on your front porch, his shoulders hunched. Rain was pelting down, soaking through his clothing. So much like that night, three years ago.

"Damn it!!!" You cried, running through the heavy downpour. You had forgotten you umbrella AGAIN. Geez, It was the second time this month.

You slowed to a walk, squinting slightly. There was someone sitting on the bench up ahead. A tall man sat hunched on the park bench.

Normally you a

sweden x pregnant!readersweden x pregnant!reader

You ran your hand over your stomach, smiling warmly up at your husband, Sweden.

Sweden was the most wonderful and thoughtful guy you have ever met.You were so happy to have such a handsome, honest and devoted man as your husband.

You had looked past his looks and found the lovely heart of gold deep inside him, and that was when you both had fell deeply in love.

Before you knew it, he had purposed to you, promising to love you for life.And he did.It wasn't long after that one beautiful day you had shared together proclaiming each other as man and wife , that you were found in the bedroom with him, tangled in the sh

Not Again Netherlands X Reader

"Well then, what about we ride the Ferris wheel? Not too high, no big drops, and not fast at all." Netherlands squeezed your hand and smiled. "If you can't handle that, I don't know why we came to the fair today."

Not wanting to seem like a total loser, you nodded. "Yeah, sure, I can do the Ferris wheel. No problem."

Your act wasn't fooling anyone, but he nodded. "Okay, then what are we waiting for?" He grabbed you a candy apple to eat on the ride and shot off with you to the Ferris wheel. "Good thing there's no line, I hate waiting in lines." The two of you were escorted to your seats and strapped in. "You still feeling okay? You

Sweden X Reader New Years KissesParty Room 2

Sweden X Reader New Years Kisses

"I'm going to the other room" you said in response to Elizaveta who was about to protest but gave up.

As you entered the room you had the feeling that someone was looking at you, but you just shook it off anf went to the bar. This room was equally dark but everything was slower and much softer, easier on your ears.

"One Brannvin please" you asked the bartender, the drink was swedish almost like vodka but much less intense.

You felt like you were being stared at again and you looked around the room, your eyes fell on a man sitting at one of the boothes looking over at you then back to his frie

GermanyxReader: Confess

Ludwig took a deep breath. Now was his chance. He double checked his poem for mistakes and walked across the school yard to where she stood. Talking to someone.
Her back was turned, but she was speaking to someone
"I'm sorry Arthur, I just don't feel the same way," you said.
"Oh, ok," Arthur tried to smile. "I understand…I hope I didn't ruin anything…that we can still be friends."
Ludwig's heart started to ache.
You smiled, "I hope so too. Well…I'll see you around."
With that Arthur walked off, leaving _________ alone.
"_-__________," Ludwig said quietly.
__________ turned around giving a shaky smile she said, "H-hi Ludwig, I didn't s

Is that a Snowman? Sweden X Reader

A light snow was falling outside coating the already snow covered ground with a fresh, pristine layer of untouched snow. It wasn't uncommon for it to snow this time of year, and you loved the look of it. You never really went out in it though. You weren't that fond of the cold, and it really wasn't that fun to play in the snow alone. You thought you might make a fire in your fireplace and curl up with one of your pets, before you'd moved too far from the window, you heard a knock at your door. You opened it to see It was Sweden, he was holding a large wooden box in one hand.

He greeted you with a warm smile. "Hello, you aren't busy

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.

"

SwedenxReaderYou watched as your boyfriend, the personification of Sweden stared down at you with an unintentional glare. Most people would back off and have nothing to do with him, but you were different and looked past his coldness.
As you both walked down the cold white blanket of snow, you shivered. Sweden who noticed immediately, silently took off his jacket and put them on your shoulders despite your protests'.

"T-Thank you Berwald..."
He grunted, confirming that he had heard you over the howling cold wind. Suddenly as you continued to walk, the snow got higher and higher until it reached up to your knees. You worried for a moment for when you wa

Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Sweden

You pull a black tie out of the hat. "Oh, this is fancy" You tie the tie around your neck. "Anyone want to claim it?"

"I think he already walked into the closet…" America walked you over to the closet. "Yup, he's in here. See you in seven dudes!" With that he locked the door.

"It looks good on you; you can keep it if you want." You recognized the voice to be Sweden's.

"Oh, the tie? Thanks, but how can you see in this darkness?" You sat on the floor next to Sweden.

"I don't think it's really all that dark. Perhaps my eyes are just better at adjusting to the dark than most." Sweden wrapped you up in a hug. Your eyes were beginning

SwedenXreader :Cuddle me!!:

The sun shone lightly through the windows. You roll over on your side to find, the handsom Sweden, lying next to you sleeping soundly. He looked so peacful, and you didn't want to disturb him.

You snuck out of the room and went down to make some breakfast. Half way through scrambling some eggs, you felt a strong pair of arms wrap around your waist. He fit his head in the nook of your neck and with his sexy sleepy voice said ,"Good morning, my love."

"Oh!" you squeaked, Looking back at him and cuddling onto his chest.

"Are you making all this for me?" He sniffed the food and said, smiling.

"Maybe~" You teased.

"Well, It smells wonderful.

Not going? (SwedenXReader)You sighed in your sleep, breathing out evenly. Some locks of your bed head hair tickled your cheeks as one of them was blown away by your quiet breath.

When you felt pressure on your stomach, you sleepily opened your eyes. It took a second for your vision to snap into focus and when it did, you blushed at the scene that met your eyes.

Berwald sighed in his sleep, his hair hanging over his face. His arms had wound themselves around your waist during both of yours slumber and he was using your stomach as a pillow. You smiled warmly at him, stroking some of hair from his eyes.

He shifted in his sleep, rubbing his cheek on you to get comforta

SwedenxShy!Reader~Request ~~~~~~~~~~Age 7~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Hey get over here pigtails!" you heard a voice shout angrily before you jolted to the side by a strong force. You let out a small scream since whoever was pulling you, was going it your cute little pigtails. Well, they were cute to your mom at least. However what she didn't know was 'cute little pigtails' were actually 'stupid ugly hairdo's' at your school. And you were paying for it harshly. Everyone laughed, tugged on your hair, called you 'pigtails'. Sometimes just pig.
"Ow please it hurts!" you squeaked, as the white haired boy let go of your hair and smirked.
"Did you do my math questions?"
You gulped.

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Sweden X Reader- More than everything

by ~Dresoria, Jan 12, 2013, 7:36:29 AM
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Sweden X Reader

It was a cold winter evening. You didn't do anything but looked out of your small bedroom's window that clearly reflected the view of your face. (h/l)(h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes. It was obvious, you were pretty, but didn't want to be perfect, just yourself. Over your Hello Kitty pajamas, you only wore a (f/c) jacket you got from Prussia for your last birthday. You didn't want to go to bed yet, it was too early, so you decided to turn on the TV, hoping you'll find something interesting to watch. (Now you're in the living room)
After you sat down on the sofa, it didn't take long to hear a knocking at the front door.
You got up, slowly approaching the door, and thinking 'who could it be this late in the evening?'
For your biggest surprise, it was Tino, your little finnish friend. You gave him a quick hug, patting his head. It has all been a long time since the two of you has seen each other's face.
"Hey ______! Ha! Don't you see how much I've grown?" you slightly laughed because of Tino's question, then nodded.
"Anyway, we're staying near your place for a short time, you're always welcome if you want to come over, I want to introduce you to a few friends. I have to go now before Sve gets mad at me for leaving. Bye, ______, see you soon!"
"Wait, who's Sve?" He couldn't hear as you shouted after him. You were quite puzzled about this 'Sve' guy, even though you didn't know who he was.
Just when you were thinking about that mysterious man, you quickly fell asleep.
Next morning when you woke up, you decided to go out for a walk in the local park. Your (h/c) hair was swept aside your face by the wind. You were annoyed because of that, but thought 'at least it's not that cold'. As you were walking around the streets, you noticed a shop with tiny hand-made wooden toys in it. You loved that kind of stuff, so you ran up to it to see if it's open. Thankfully, it was. Giant wooden rocking horses and nutcrackers were all around you, you felt like you were in heaven. While you were browsing every kind of stuff there, you accidentally crashed into a small man.
"S..Sorry.. You okay?" you asked as the boy turned around. "Tino? Heh, didn't expect you to be here all by yourself." you said with a surprised look on your face.
"I'm not alone, of course, there's Berwald, I've come with him. Hey! Sve! Come, it's ______, my friend I wanted you to meet!" He shouted to the tall man on the other side of the shop. Ber probably heard everything, but he didn't turn around, nor reacted to you two. "Don't worry, he's always like this, I know he's scary..But in the inside, he's really kind and caring." Tino said with a small smile on his face, you nodded.
"Do you want to come over to us now?" the finnish man asked, still smiling. "If you guys don't mind." you answered, looking at him kind of approvingly. He reached out for your hand, shouting after Sve, and lead you to a big house at the end of the street. Once you were inside, you saw 3 men. "That messy haired drunk over there is Denmark, or you can call him Mathias, he's always arguing with Norge, so don't mind them. That younger one next to Norway is Iceland." Tino said.
"Nice to meet you, guys, I'm ______." you smiled at all of them, but couldn't say much more before the small Tino grabbed you again, suggesting that you should take a seat on the couch. Sweden has just entered the front door, so you thought it'd be nice to get to know this man. "You must be Sweden, Tino told me a lot about you(Dresoria: okay, you lied >.<) I'm..." you couldn't finish your introduction because of Ber interrupting your speech "Ja. ______. I kn'w. 'm B'rw'ld."
you looked at him shocked, but he just simply walked away.
'Huh? How did he know my name? I guess Mathias could have told him. But why is he avoiding me all the time? Why..am I..thinking about him..? just.. forget it already for a moment.. what does he think of me?' You couldn't help yourself but think about Ber; his wheat-colored hair, his deep and beautiful blue eyes.. jeez, what has gotten into you? you were still sitting on the chouch, deeply diven into your thoughts.

~Berwald's point of view~

"can't st'p think'n 'b't th't g'l." he said sitting on his bed, wondering about the same, I mean about what you might think of him. Got up again, opened the door a bit to peek through the small gap. He saw you chit-chatting with Tino in the living room.

~back to you~

"Tino..Why is Berwald so mean to me? I just.. wanted to talk to him and he just like that, disappeared..Eh, what am I doing wrong?"
"I'll go ask him if you like. He's mean to people he doesn't know, but I'm sure he didn't wan't to hurt you" Tino said, smiling like always.
"I guess that must be it. Anyway, I have to leave now.. I..umm.. well, bye, and tell Belward that I'm sorry that he doesn't like me.." you got up from sitting on the couch, greeted Tino with a hug, then glanced on Berwald's bedroom door and 'flew' away.
*once at home*
It was already night, you were pretty tired by that time, hours passed by quicker than you thought. You got inside, fell on your bed thinking about Berwald again. "I just don't understand him. I was kind, wasn't I? Then why is he acting like this? what should I do now?" you said to yourself as you were trying to fall asleep. You couldn't, so you decided to take a hot shower before going to bed. ______ came out of the shower room totally refreshed, when she noticed a paper that was probably slipped underneath your door from the outside.
"Huh?" you sighed as you got closer to the paper. It read these words:
"Meet me at the park. Midnight."
you were barely dressed up as you read it, but you decided to put on your warmest clothes and meet the mysterious person. Curiousity was nearly killing you, you wanted to know wgi he or she was, you needed to.

~A few hours before, at the Nordics' house~

"Ber! Hey, why were.." Tino shouted to the tall Swedish man.
"Ja..? Wh't did y' w'nt to say..?" He answered with that deep voice of his.
"I want to talk about ______.. She wanted to ask you.. Do you hate her?"
"Wh't? 't's not th't. I d'n't.." Sweden said as he turned away from Finland. " 'm g'ttin some sl'p. Leave n'w." Sve looked once more into Fin's eyes, then switched off the lights, pretending to go to sleep. Honestly, he couldn't. He couldn't stop thinking about you.
After about an hour later he left his room, sitting on the couch you did before, gently putting a hand besides himself.
Before he knew, Finland was standing right behind him. He's never seen Sweden this sad.
"You like her, don't you?" Tino asked from behind. Sve didn't say anything, just sat there and nodded.
"Go, talk to her." Sve was thinking the same, but he didn't know how to do it.
He finally got up, grabbing his coat and a small piece of paper. Tino didn't know what Ber was about to do, but he was sure that you will be included. The tall man walked through the soft white snow, knowing exactly where to go. In front of your house, he took a deep breath and slipped the small paper under the door, hoping you'll notice it.
After all these actions, he walked to the park and sat on a bench that he remembered making 2 years ago. After a couple of minutes, he heard footsteps coming towards the park where he was sitting. His heart skipped a beat as the noise was getting closer and closer to him.

~your perspective~

You could barely see anything because of the light coming from the park in front of you. You got closer to the inside of the park, you precisely looked around, checking in every direction, but there was nobody in sight. You were just about to turn around and leave, but your waist was grabbed by a strong hand. 'Could it be Ber?' inside you were hoping that the tall Swedish man was the person you were grabbed by.
"______." You turned around to face the person, who was actually Berwald. Your heart was racing like.. like.. uh.. no metaphor, but it really did! You looked up at Ber, his cheeks were soft pink, but you weren't sure why.
Before you could think more, he took your hand, and placed his other hand gently on your neck. His blue orbs looked deeply into your (e/c) ones, then he pulled you closer, and without asking, he leant in and kissed you passionately.
Now your face was as red as if you were one of Antonio's tomatoes, but so was his. You took a breath before you tried to ask why, but he's already given you an answer,
" 'm sorry y' th'ght I hated y'."
"It's o.." you tried to apologize to Sve, but he interrupted you once again.
"Jag älskar dig.."
You were pretty shocked about the fact that he liked you back. You didn't want to say anything, so you kissed him back instead of talking. Tears rolled down your face, you felt like you could die because of happiness right now.
His usually expressionless face was now replaced by a happy one, and you liked that you were the one making him smile. You hugged him once more, whispering into his ears;
"More than everything."

-THE END-