Russia Memoirs Part 3Ivan Braginski (Russia) Memoirs.More Like This
General Winter's Gift
After the long and exhausting trip back to Russia, all Ivan wanted to do was fall asleep and hope beyond hope that his dream wouldn't be tainted by blood again. But, with a sigh, Ivan decided to head back to his house in Moscow before one of his tenants worried themselves silly over him. Well, "worry" wasn't exactly the right word; it was more of a when-will-Russia-be-back-so-I-can-prepare-myself-for-him kind of deal.
Ivan shared his house with the three Baltic countries, three different nations with three different origins. They were Toris of Lithuania, Raivis of Latvia, and Eduard of Estonia, and they feared him like no other. The Baltics depended on his support and power least their empires collapsed and they were friendless. They constantly worried that, one day, Ivan would turn against them and ruin their lives, so the three opted to please the all-mighty Russia and remain on his good side.
Russia Memoirs Part 2Ivan Braginski (Russia) Memoirs.More Like This
Time: November 20, 1914
Place: Conference of Allied Powers
Ivan Braginski wasn't sure if he should knock or not. The wooden door was so tightly shut and he could already hear the heated debating within. Surely France and England were fighting again and Italy would most likely be lounging in the back of the room, staring out of the window. Well, there's nothing to lose, Ivan sighed and putting on his best mask- the one that expressed a heavy childishness and ignorance- he entered the room.
The silence was immediate; every head swiveled to stare at him. The atmosphere was suddenly wary and full of tension. Ivan felt himself grow slightly angry at their usual responses to his presence, but forced his visage and tone to remain neutral. "I'm sorry for the lateness!" Ivan said in a cheerful, sweet voice, "I must have forgotten to set my alarm this morning, da." He cast them a small smile, one that was intend
Russia Memoirs Part 1*Fanfic inspired by Axis Powers Hetalia anime and the Russian song "Agoniya" by Linda, and of course, Russia's interesting and bloody history ^^ (though not all of it was bloody and gory, there were good times also). Also, facts about Russia and its leaders may not be accurate (I don't really trust Wikipedia.. >_>)More Like This
This is purely fanfic! It was something I just had to let out after learning about Russia's strange behavior in the anime and hearing the song and some of the horror in Russia's past. Please do not be offended by anything that may or may not offend you in this fanfic. ^^ *
Ivan Braginski (Russia) Memoirs.
Prologue 01. Creatures of Winter
They all feared him. Kept their distance and talked in nervous tones when addressing him. He could see the horror and uncertainty reflected in their eyes at his massive form, at his rough brutality. He witnessed the stirred conversations about him behind his back; nothing that disrespected him, of course, but every
Cute, Cuddly, and Cursed Chp.7Waking out of a dreamless sleep Yao felt horrible. He was aching more then when he tried to do the stupid ruler test. Then he remembered why he had been hurting. Looking around Yao saw that the room was secure and that Ivan was still asleep dreaming happily still next to him. Today was the last day Ivan would ever be a child. Looking at his chubby face Yao felt as if there was something he would miss when this Ivan was gone. Was it the adorableness he had possessed? No that wasn't it. It was the feeling of seeing Ivan as a child. Yes he had seen Ivan when he was younger, but only when they had been under the Mongolian rule. Back then Ivan was terrified and never went near anyone not even him and then finally one day he just disappeared. The little violet eyed colored child went away and his Ivan the one he knew now took his place. Think back far into the past Yao didn't realize that there was something groping at his chest and then he felt it. Ivan had grabbed at his chest and heMore Like This
Cute, Cuddly, and Cursed Chp.6The sun was setting and the park started to clear out except for two people. A little child that played on the swing set and a young man that sat on a nearby bench. Yao sighed happily with content. One more day. Ivan would be back to normal by the end of tomorrow! Despite the sun going down Yao could still hear birds singing and chirping and closing his eyes he listened to the sound of the swings chains and birds singing. Then it became deadly quiet. No birds. No swinging chains. Yao knew something was wrong and opening his eyes he saw what he had feared. Ivan was not giggling while he played on the swing set or played on the slide. He was gone. "Ivan! Ivan where are you." Yao screamed as he ran around the playground searching for Ivan. It was like this morning all over again and fear started to consume his sense. Calm he must remain calm. Yao stopped his tracks and thought hard. Ivan couldn't have gone far. It was getting dark and any child that he knew hated the dark but creepsMore Like This
Cute, Cuddly, and Cursed Chp."No! No I don't want to ride in that!" Ivan said as he tried to climb out of Yao's arm and onto his head. With some struggle Yao torn Ivan off from his head and placed the struggling Russian child into a car seat he had bought earlier that morning. "You have no choice Ivan. If Alfred saw you without a car seat he would bring up how illegal and dangerous it was and he might take you." Yao said as he finished buckling Ivan into his seat. Ivan really didn't like it and so now Yao was going to pay. "Jao- Jao is mean! I don't like this! You're a meanie! Wahh!!!" Ivan said turning on the taps in his eyes and he started to cry. Yao's heart strings nearly snapped at the sight of Ivan red teary face but with a lot of restraint turned forward and started the car. Ivan seeing that Yao wasn't responding to his tears started screaming and wailing more and with that Yao started to shake trying to keep himself from jumping in the back seat and unbuckling Ivan. This was no good! He had to put an end tMore Like This
+PruCan+ Summer Concert part 3 The band sang song after song, and the crowd sang along with them. Matt was having the time of his life as he watched the band (mainly Gilbert) dance around the stage and play their music. It was nearing the end of the concert when Francis handed the mic over to Gilbert, and Gilbert strutted up to the front of the stage.More Like This
"Wassup Everyone?!" Liking the concert so far?" Gilbert yelled into the mic. The crowd screamed deafeningly. "Awesome! So, the next song we're gonna sing is from our new album that's coming out in September!" More screams. "Buuut, since the awesome me is so awesome, I'm going to sing it to a volunteer from the audience! So, who wants to come up here?"
Instantly, thousands of hands flew into the air and cries of "Ooh, me, me! Pick me Gil!" echoed throughout the stadium. Matthew hesitantly rose his hand, but he knew there was no way Gilbert would pick him over the hoards of screaming girls. Th