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I'm real? (Nordics x Fictional!Reader) Prologue

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         I looked around my room. I've been doing that for the last few hours. I sighed then sat up, I looked at the clock and it read '10:40 PM'.

        This is just another lazy Saturday, everything is so boring and there's nothing else left to do. We didn't even do anything today and even Mathias was bored. All I'm thinking right now is my favourite show. What's my favourite show you asked? Why it's Reality.

        What's Reality? It's a show based off a human being named (f/n) (l/n), there aren't any real actors. It's actually my favourite anime.

        I don't want to go in many details so I'll just tell you what i want to. 

        Now (f/n) (l/n), she's my favourite character. Everything about her is everything that I love. Her flaws, beauty, quirks. She was just perfect.

        There was one problem.

        She's fictional.

        
Yup.

        I'm Emil Steilsson. Me and my brothers all love this show. Something about it is just very unique and interesting.
Call us weird and all but we wouldn't care anyway. If you were going to us ask the others on who their favourite character is, it's (f/n).

        We all love her.

        I'm not telling this to anyone but I make fanfictions. You know, like (f/n) x reader. I don't make lemons though, I'm only seventeen.

        My brothers don't know and I won't ever let them know. 

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        "Brother? What are you doing?" a voice asked, though it's more of a statement. Emil snapped from his own world and looked at him.

        "Nothing." he said. "Well if it was nothing then what were you thinking?" "None of your business." Emil said.

        Lukas shrugged "Alright. Make sure to sleep early, ok?" and with that he closed the door.

        Emil sighed and looked at the clock.

        '11:10 PM' it said. He laid down on his bed and draped the blankets over his body. Before sleeping, he looked at the clock again, it now says '11:11 PM'.

        I could make a wish. The 11:11 wish sounds stupid.

        But.

        I might as well try.

        Emil closed his eyes 'I wish (f/n) is real.'

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        As the clock struck '11:12 PM' he easily drifted off to sleep.

        Seems that he was tired of doing nothing all day long.

        



         But what Emil doesn't know is that he wasn't the only who wished for that.

       




        But also his brothers. 
Welp, here ya go. I had this thought in my mind for just a few days and I was like
Holy shit
This should be a story.
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MOAR!!! Please, I love this!