ScotlandxReader - Cigars by SherlockedHazza, literature
Literature
ScotlandxReader - Cigars
"LASS! WHERE IN THE NAME OF BLOODY HELL DID YOU HIDE MY CIGARS?!" Allistor hollered from the kitchen. He had just opened his cabinet of cigars to unfortunately find it empty. The Scottish knew you were the one who stole them, and he was determined to get them back.
See, you had been dating the dashing redhead for over 2 years now. You loved him more than anything in this world and only wanted what was best for him. But there was one thing about him that absolutely annoyed you: His excessive smoking.
Everybody knew smoking isn't what's best for you, and so did Allistor. But he couldn't help himself. He started smoking at a rather young age a
.:DenmarkxReader:. - Movie Night by SherlockedHazza, literature
Literature
.:DenmarkxReader:. - Movie Night
"Let's go see that new Superman movie!"
"Ugh, no way. Can you just stop talking about superheros for 2 minutes, please?"
"Oh, how about The Purge?"
"Are you kidding?! You'll be running out of the theater screaming like a little girl even before the movie starts!"
"Hey, I want to watch White House Down!"
"You just care about Channing Tatum..."
Sighing heavily, you rested your chin into the palm of your hand and looked around the miniature restaurant as your friends kept on arguing about what movie they should go see. Alfred wanted to go see Man of Steel as well as a horror movie, Gilbert kept on declining everything and Elizabetta... enj
FrancexReader ~ Je t'aime, that's all by SherlockedHazza, literature
Literature
FrancexReader ~ Je t'aime, that's all
The various sounds of clinking glasses and abnormally loud laughter echoed throughout the vast restaurant. Several annoying voices bounced off the dome like ceiling until they reached your ears, irritating you to the max. Although the people from the other tables surrounding you didn't bother you, the people from your table did. Your dear mother, who was sitting across from you, was currently telling a story to the rest of the guests who sat around you. Not that you cared. Probably another boring story about how you and your to-be husband met.
She raised her glass of fine red wine and giggled, showing off her perfect row of pearly white tee
NorwayxReader - One Kiss Goodnight by SherlockedHazza, literature
Literature
NorwayxReader - One Kiss Goodnight
Lukas quietly opened the front door to his house, making sure not to make too much noise. It was pretty late, after all. 2: 33 AM to be exact. All of the lights were off, making it a bit hard for him to see what he was doing and where he was going. He dropped his bags to the cold floor and made sure that he locked the door behind him before slipping his coat along with his brown boots.
"Damn weather..." he softly mumbled to himself, half asleep.
On the other hand, you were sitting motionlessly by the small wooden coffee table you had purchased not too long ago. Your eyelids fluttered a bit from the dreams you were currently having. Your bac
JapanxReader ~ I heard that by SherlockedHazza, literature
Literature
JapanxReader ~ I heard that
Turn left. Turn right. Make a U-turn. Make a left turn at the fifth stop sign. Keep on going for another... *calculating* ... 50 miles.
"WHAT?!" You shrieked as you hit the breaks. Your car instantly stopped, almost making you hit your head on the steering wheel. Glaring at your newly bought GPS, you took a hold of it and threw it angrily outside your window.
Cheap crap, I knew I shouldn't have bought that GPS from that suspicious looking guy in the white van...
Sighing to yourself, you pushed a curl of hair behind your ear and restarted your car engine to get back onto the road. Technically, you were on your way to your friend Kiku's hous
IcelandxReader ~ Moving Boxes by SherlockedHazza, literature
Literature
IcelandxReader ~ Moving Boxes
You heard footsteps getting louder as you waited behind the tall wooden door. Tapping your foot impatiently, you wondered what was taking him so long. Just as you were about to turn and leave, the door swung open, revealing a tired looking Emil wearing nothing but a pair of black loose sweatpants and a white tee.
"_-______? What are you doing here so early?" He mumbled, rubbing the sleep away from his icy violet eyes.
"To help you pack some boxes, silly!" You thumped his forehead, earning a very loud shriek of pain.
"You weren't supposed to be here until 10 AM! You're 3 hours early!" Emil whined, giving you an annoyed look as he rubbed his
NorwayxReader ~ Blizzard by SherlockedHazza, literature
Literature
NorwayxReader ~ Blizzard
"That'll be $ 25.00, miss." The cashier sighed, clearly annoyed by her small job.
You ignored her attitude and handed her the requested money. After a few beeping sounds, she stored the money away and wrapped your items up in a small baby blue paper bag.
"Have a nice day." Her voice was still as neutral. Despite your quick temper, you inhaled a rather large amount of air and flashed your best smile.
"Thank you!" And with that, you walked out the store.
A larger grin spread across your face when you thought about what Lukas would think about the gifts you had gotten him. Christmas was right around the corner but you had somehow forgotten a