Russia*Reader Confused Sunflower ch 4You lay on your stomach and waggled your feet. You were supposed to be doing your Geometry homework. You sighed and rested your chin in your hands. It was nearly ten pm. You wished you could talk to him but you figured he was probably asleep. You were still thinking of when you went to the park with Ivan. He was so big and huggable. Except when he was angry. But he was never angry at 'his little Sunflower'. His big hands were so soft and he smelled nice—wait what? Why were you thinking about Ivan like—it's not like—it was impossible. Ivan was a friend, nothing more, -and probably would never be more- added a part of your brain regretfully. You promptly told that part of your brain to shut up. Naturally, it did not.More Like This
You didn't get to sleep until one in the morning. Half of the time you were thinking about Ivan. The other half of the time you were argueing with your brain. It didn't go well. By the time you had fallen asleep, you had finally admitted to yourself that
Russia*Reader Confused Sunflower ch 5At 9 pm, you finally called him back.More Like This
“Sunflower! You all right, da? You didn't call me back. What happened?”
“I'm fine, I'm fine.” You lied assuredly.
“Why didn't you answer any of my calls, Sunflower?” He still sounded worried.
“I ..uhhh.... I lost my phone and I didn't find it until just now.” You replied. Ivan sounded cheerful again. You could picture the childish grin on his face as he replied.
“You ok now, da!”
“Yeah, but I'm really tired.”
“I couldn't sleep last night.” Of course you would never tell him why. There was a pause ans you inexplicably got worried. “Ivan?” You heard him chuckle.
“Sorry Sunflower. I forgot that you couldn't see me and I nodded.” He laughed. You smiled in spite of yourself and suddenly really wanted to see him.
“Sorry I coul
Russia x Reader: Not as Strange as They SayAnother day, another world conference without a solution. As always. How Russia hated it.More Like This
A fact that the large nation hated even more was that he didn't really have anyone to vent to. His Baltics and Ukraine left, and Belarus lost her interest in her brother when she finally realised that he'd never love her back in that way.
So, Ivan Braginski was all alone now.
Well, almost all alone.
"Russia?" a female voice suddenly asked.
"Oh, привет(1), (Name)." the Russian replied once he recognised the younger nation. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
(Name) was the human representation of some English territory, meaning she had to grow up eating bad food. But she grew up to be very caring towards others, even Russia and Sweden.
"Oh, it's nothing, really. But you seemed a bit...down, so I wondered if everything was alright." she said honestly.
"I'm very much fine, da~? You need not worry about me, немн&
~Dark!Hetalia X Reader~ [Russia]Notes:More Like This
-Alright! I'm just going to start an entire Dark Hetalia Series for the people with 2 votes or higher xD So the people I will be writing about will be Romano, Germany, Italy, Spain, Russia, the Italian brothers, and the German brothers. Dark!Russia has the highest votes so far, so I'll write about him first. Then Dark!German brothers. After that I will write according to how I feel. XD But yeah, Russia is pretty dark in this. And I do not support rape or con-non or anything like that, it's just a fanfiction >.> but my brain supports fanfic con-non
WARNING: Sexual references (but I know you guys like it xD)
I do not own Hetalia, the Characters, or You*
"Oh, Latvia~ Could come here a moment, please?~"
The small, shivering nation froze at the voice of his superior. He felt like a cloud of frigid aura washed over him, engulfing his body and freezing it in place. But he couldn't just stand there with his tail between his legs, or else his overseer would find h
RussiaXReader The Sleeping Sunflower the Sleeping SunflowerMore Like This
Russia X Reader
Request for nadeshikofan
Story by lilacgiraffe </i>
You winced as your head hit the wall of lockers behind you but you still managed to smirk up at the red eyes with your own flashing (e/c) eyes. You placed a leg between his.
"Do you really want to do this again, Gilbert?" You sigh.
"Ah-ah," He replied with a shake of his head. "You can't fight me, remember? Even in self-defense," He recited from the rule book that you had to memorize, "A second offence will result in expulsion from Gakuen Hetalia. And you just punched me yesterday." He grinned like a devil at your widened eyes. "You can't do anything to me." Gilbert whispered into your ear. You shuddered and squeezed your eyes shut. You couldn't get expelled; you had spent all you had to get in.
RussiaXReader- Frozen NightsYou are walking through the blizzard outside as you fix your jacket and the rest of your outfit to warm up more. "It's so cold..." You softly mumble. "I should of just stayed at home..... Now there is no way to go back now..." You see a man with silver-ish hair walking past, recognizing him and in hope of finding a place to stay you run up to him. "Russia!"More Like This
Russia who stops and stares blankly and silently for a few moments waves you over. "Oh ________!" He smiled trying to be friendly.
"You must be used to this weather....." You say walking closer to him.
"I at least know to dress warmer than what you are wearing.." Russia looks at your outfit. "Why don't you come over to my home and warm up?"
"Of Course...." You nod and think to yourself how easy it was to find a place to stay, besides the fact you didn't even have to ask. "T-Thank you..." You both continue walking to his house.
"Well I figure you are cold and being out alone in this blizzard is not fun." Russia opes the door to his h
RussiaxPregnant!Reader: Spring Surprises .8More Like This
Smiling you watched your daughter Anya play with Ravis.
"Mommy!" she shouted, "Look I beat Ravis!" She picked up Ravis's king and waved it around.
You smiled, "Very good sweetie."
With her large innocent violet eyes she looked up at you, "When is daddy going to get home?"
"Soon baby," you said lifting her onto your lap.
"M-Mrs ____________, d-do you want m-me t-to start d-dinner?" asked Toris.
You smiled warmly at him, "Yes, Toris that would be nice."
"Mommy, can I help?"
Nodding you said, "Yes honey."
With a squeal she jumped off your lap and ran to help Toris. Thinking over the news you had gotten yesterday you tried to find a gentle way of telling your husband.
It had been four years since Anya had been born. That day was probably one of the best days of your life. Ivan looked at Anya with so much awe and wonder you knew that from the moment she was born that she was going to be a daddy's girl.
And she was. Except for her (your hair color) hair she was the perfect image of Ivan.
Russia x Reader- Dog Days It was a crisp autumn day as you and your golden retriever, Ralph, walked through your local park. You had been enjoying the afternoon stroll, taking in the sights. You stopped every now and then to check your phone or to clean up after your pet's mess. What you didn't expect to stop for was a man playing with his own canine companion. You escorted Ralph to a nearby bench to observe the scene from a distance.More Like This
The man was wearing a black zipper coat and dark blue jeans. You noticed a beige, worn out scarf fluttering in the chilly air behind him. The beige of the scarf was a very similar shade to the color of his hair. You squinted your eyes to try to notice any more physical features, but you finalized that you had to get closer.
"How am I get closer without seeming odd?" you asked Ralph. The dog just stared back at you blankly. His tongue hung out on an angle, and his breath was
RussiaXChild!Reader! Request Part 1"What do you mean he found a child?" France asked England who sat at the table. They all waited with patience for the Russian to get to the meeting room. Granted they didn't want to see Ivan, they wanted to see who he 'found.'More Like This
"Do you know anything about it China?" France glanced over at the brown haired man that was currently chatting with Japan.
He shook his head, ignoring the two European countries.
And then the moment came. Ivan walked in carrying a small bundle in his massive arms. He took his seat, stilling hold the prized treasure in his hands. England and France seeing their opportunity; they left their seats walking over to the large man.
"So who do you have here?" England asked, smiling down at the covered figure.
"Oui, where did you find 'er," France questioned, looking around the room.
The other countries ears and eyes perked up to see what he was going to say. The room grew deathly quite.
Babysitter :Frerard: "Thanks for coming on such short notice."More Like This
Gerard smiled, pulling off his jacket as he stepped inside the warm house, "No problem."
Mrs. Iero stepped outside, rubbing her hands together in the chilly night air, "Anyway, I'll be back around eleven, try and get him in bed around nine or ten, okay?"
Gerard nodded, "Okay," he turned his head, looking around, "Um...where is he anyway?"
"Oh, he's probably in the living room watching TV or something. Don't worry too much, he usually behaves himself."
"Oh, okay then. Have fun then."
"I'll try. Thanks a lot." Mrs. Iero shut the door, leaving Gerard in the house. Gerard was babysitting her son, Frank. She called just a few hours ago and had left him with very little information about the kid he would be looking after for the night. Although, Gerard didn't care much about that. The only reason he was even babysitting was because he was in serious need of some cash.
Skittles "So, an example of a survey would be if I asked you if you preferred Skittles or M&Ms, then you'd--"More Like This
"Skittles!" A short boy in the back row shouted, ferociously waving his hand over his head, nearly falling out of his chair.
"What was that Mr. Iero?"
The boy rolled his eyes, feeling that his teacher's question was silly, "I said Skittles. Everybody knows Skittles are better."
"Frank, the question was rhetorical. I didn't want an answer. Anyway--"
"But there isn't really a question, 'cuz everybody likes Skittles better!" Frank stood by his first answer, feeling quite confident that everyone was on his side, as most seven-year-olds are when they strongly believe in something.
The elder teacher rubbed her temples, "Well that's your opinion. Now I'd--"
"But my opinion's the right 'pinion isn't it?"
"An opinion isn't something you can get right or wrong, it's whatever you think."
Gym Class F--king gym class! I hated gym class, everything about it. From the changing in the locker room to the endless shouting of the other kids whenever I did something slightly less than perfectly. I mean, my god, at least I tried to do stuff, some kids just stood in a corner and watched. Maybe I should do that, then I'd get out of dodge-ball and maybe everybody would just leave me alone Considering the pissy mood I was in, and the fact that my back was killing me, that's what I decided on. I would just stand off to the side and act like I was doing something. Who would really care anyway?More Like This
I changed into my gym shorts as quickly as possible, feeling slightly embarrassed at my hairless cat problem. Seriously, it looks like I shave my legs, but I can't help it. Damn Italian heritage. Tying my shoes, I listened to the ramblings of the other guys, but slowly lost interest in the
Squeak :Frerard: Squeak...More Like This
Squeak. Squeak, squeak
"Geez, this f---king bed needs fixed or something, it's annoying!" Gerard muttered angrily to himself, changing positions in an attempt to become comfortable while doodling. His pencil trailed across the page, making dark lines that contrasted with the pure white of the page, "Ugh!" Squeak, squeak.
Gerard adjusted his position, now leaning on his left elbow. He erased a line quickly, making the bed squeak with the fast movements of his arm. He frowned, making a growling sound. The squeaky springs in his bed were becoming increasingly bothersome to him. How could he possibly draw something good when he was being distracted by that constant squeaking?
Gerard looked up, still frowning slightly, then let his expression lighten when he saw his brother standing in his doorway, "Yeah?"
Mikey pointed a thumb behind him, "Your boyfr
Frankie's worst nightmareFrank was lost. Darkness surrounded him. It was endless. A tall figure was visible in the distance, enveloped in a single, bright spotlight.More Like This
The figure turned and Franks face lit up as he recognised the man stood some way off.
'Gerard!' Frank yelled, running towards him.
Frank made his way towards Gerard, but he kept tripping. Gerard just stared at him with a bemused look on his face as Frank slipped and tumbled closer to him.
Frank was now within touching distance of Gerard, and he reached out, begging him to help him, to pull him out of the chilling darkness that was crushing him. Just as he was about to make contact with him, Gerard vanished, only to reappear behind Frank.
Frank whipped his head round to see Gerard laughing hysterically at him as the shadows dragged him back and clawed at his clothes and skin, tangling their hellish fingers in his hair.
Again Frank tried to run to Gerard but he just seemed to get further and further away before vanishing completely.
'No!' Frank scre
Thunder - A Frerard One-shotI turned gently in my sleep, dreaming about the new song Frank and I were writing for the band. My dreams predicted it was going to be hit.More Like This
I was rudely awakened from my sleep by a loud crashing noise coming from outside the tour bus. I sat up and looked out the window.
"Bloody thunderstorms" I mumbled to myself, still half asleep. I lay back down and attempted to get back to my dreams but I knew the thunder wouldn't allow it.
I lay still for a while dozing.
I heard someone else shuffling around on the other side of the bus. Frank.
He was terrified of thunderstorms, they scared the hell out of him. I immediately felt bad for not thinking about him sooner. He must have been terrified, the storm had been going on for at least half and hour, and Frank had trouble sleeping anyway, even without the added noise of the storm.
"Frankie?" I whispered into the darkness.
"Gerard is that you?" came the soft reply from the direction of Franks bunk.
"Yeah, are you alright with the storm Frank?" I as
Love in a Sopor Stupor Gamzee x troll!ReaderBY THE WAYMore Like This
since this is tooo long dammit, this is a troll!highblood!sea dweller!Reader x Gamzee...
Please don't hurt me.
It hadn't taken long for Gamzee to fall in love with ___. Although for the moment, he couldn't have her.
No, it wasn't that her quadrants were full. Quite the contrary, indeed. They were all empty, and she was happy. And a highblood. Higher than Eridan, but lower than Feferi. She was a sea dweller too, and she probably wasn't interested in him in a Red-Rom way.
He spoke to her a lot on trollian, and she always used her little fish emoticon, E'oo'3. Gamzee liked it for some strange reason. It was like his signature : o)
When Gamzee and ___ had finally met in person, he felt so in love, even in a sopor stupor. He honked her nose and she giggled.
"What a motherfuckin' miracle you showed up," Gamzee spoke first.
She giggled. "Of course, silly."
Gamzee hugged her, making a cute honk noise. When she pulled away, he noticed them. It was something that
Dave x Reader : More than friends : HomestuckMore Like This
“Oh, hey Dirk! What’s up, is Dave here?” You ask while fist pumping Dirk when he opened the door.
“Yea, he’s in his room right now. Nice to see you lil’ sis,” Dirk says smiling a bit.
“Thanks Dirk!” You say. You gave Dirk a quick hug and ran over to Dave’s room. You knock and a muffled voice is heard behind the door saying it’s open.
You open the door to see Dave struggling to put his shirt on because of the shades he’s always wearing. This always seemed to happen when you came in and you were sort-of used to it. The shirt was stuck on Dave’s head leaving his chest area was fully exposed. It was quite fit because of his daily skateboard routines he did in the park below. You blush a bit and went over to help him.
“God, why don’t you take those shades off once in a while, they always keep you from putting an actual shirt on,” You say helping Dave. Once he got his head through the right
(Father!DenmarkXDaughter!Reader) For the Love...~For the Love of a Daughter~(Father!Denmark X Daughter!Reader)More Like This
You barely remember those years, but the memory is still there, fuzzy but there. How your father used to be when you were 3 and younger. Blond hair styled up in the most gravity-defying way, blue eyes always sparkling with happiness, strong body and arms that promised protection for his family, and a grin that you could never forget. A smile that spoke love, pride, and just pure elation whenever it was directed to anybody he cared about. How his laugh could cause even Uncle Lukas to sometimes smile, then he's choke him with his tie. You remember the days you called him, "Daddy" with so much love and pride.... Until something changed and everything went wrong, your parents started fighting.
Four years old with my back to the door
All I could hear was the family war
Your selfish hands always expecting more
Am I your child or just a charity ward
A four year old shouldn't be hiding behind a door, try
Russia x Reader: Overprotective *Request*More Like This
You and your boyfriend, Ivan, were laying in bed. Ivan had his arms around you, and you were snuggled into his muscular chest. It felt like everything was right with the world. You sighed in bliss, and turned your body to look at Ivan. It was like he was at the most peace when he was asleep. His snores were soft and faint, and his chest rose up and down with every breath. You heard his breath become shallow, and he stirred in his sleep. A deep purple eye cracked open, looking towards you. Ivan pulled you closer and kissed your head. You softly smiled, and looked up at him.
"Good morning~" You yawned, smiling up at Ivan.
"Good morning, my sunflower." He kissed you on the lips, and nudged his face into your neck. His warm breath relaxed you. Slowly, he started trailing kissed up and down your neck.
"I-Ivan, please." You laughed, playfully pushing him away.
"What? There's nothing wrong with this, Da?
Russia x Reader : ParachuteMore Like This
Why Did Russia Jump?
Ivan Braginsky (Russia) broke his back yesterday because he jumped out of a plane without a parachute. The big question is : "Why did he jump?" According to Yao Wang (China), Mr Braginsky said the snow would break his fall because it was soft. Aparently, when Mr Wang advised against jumping, Mr Braginsky said "I'm Russian, I know everything about snow!". At this moment in time, Mr Braginsky is currently unconscious in hospital, and we are awaiting his comment on this bizarre event
You put the newspaper down, sighing sadly as you looked at Ivan. He looked so peaceful as he slept in the hospital bed. The doctor said he was lucky to be alive ... his sisters were both very upset and the Baltic States both looked very concerned. Besides them and yourself, there were no other visitors
"Oh, my poor little Brother ..." Katyusha wailed, crying heavily
"Why would he jump out of a plane without a parachute?" Eduard asked, scratching his head
"Beats me" Toris mum
Melting my Heart Ch 3 RussiaxReaderIt had been six months since she had come to live with Ivan. He couldn't beMore Like This
happier with her company. It took her awhile to open up to him and trust him.
But he was patient with her and eventually earned it. He had asked her once
about what happened her, all she did was start crying hysterically and he never
asked again. He didn't want to make her relive that pain. She also continued
to share his bed with him. He had offered her one of the empty rooms in his
house, she had slept in one for a few nights, but would always wake up screaming
and would end up in Ivan's bed anyway, so they agreed she could continue to
share his bed. It was big enough after all. He also found out that she was 18
and American. That's when he wanted to know how she had ended up in Russia and
that's when she started crying. He wondered how long she had been in his
country. Her Russian was very good and she only had a slight accent with
Hetalia Heaven (Purple) (Reader Insert)~7 Minutes In Hetalia Heaven~More Like This
You and Latvia went to the party together; just as friends. The truth was, that Russia with his childish bright smile, cruelly told Latvia he had a choice "What would you like to do, little one? Go to party, or be buried under the snow as a corpse? ". Naturally Latvia chose to live and party rather than eat snow. He begged you to come along with him as Estonia came up with a witty response and Lithuania was protected by Poland. Not that Latvia needed to beg you to come; you were more than happy to tag along. Who in there right mind would turn down an offer to go drinking and partying with the sexiest men of the world?
When you got there though, Latvia desperately tried to drown his sorrows. You never realized how much of a heavy drinker he was. "Aren't you under-age?" You mumbled, mulling over the fact he only looked and sounded like a fifteen year old.
He didn't answer though. He didn't have time to, since Italy ran into the cent
*Soviet Reprisal* 2P!Russia X Reader 1More Like This
-This is another request from ~Chiyoyo. ^^ I'm actually pretty excited to write this one :3 A darker version of 2P!Russia is what we decided on~ Only, it's gonna be longer than a oneshot xD
WARNINGS: Violence, slight gore, language, slight mention of Nazism, and war. ALSO: Most translations are with Google because it has English letters xD
*Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, the Characters, or You; I only own the plot
Russia's ruby red eyes locked with the lifeless eyes of his boss, a slightly shocked look adorning his face; his eyes widened more than usual and his lips slightly parted in a breathless gasp.
"You heard me loud and clear, Ivan," his boss spoke sternly, his eyes holding nothing by the emptiness of something dark.
Russia wanted to say something back in return, but he couldn't exactly way he wasn't willing to go with his boss's demands. After everything Germany had done to Russia and other countries nearby, it wasn't uncommon for some of the
RussiaxReader SleepoverYou and the Allies; America, England, China, Canada, and France were at your house. You were new to the Allies, so you were just at your first meeting. They all seemed to like you, as you were the only girl.More Like This
"Dudes, where's Ivan?" America asked with an annoying whine.
"I don't know, Alfred," England said, annoyed.
Russia was at the meeting and he said he would be coming, but he still wasn't there.
China, America, and France were sitting on your couch. Canada and England were sitting in the two reclining chairs that you owned. You sitting on the floor, leaning on the base of the arm of the couch, next to China. You were a bit insecure about your body so you always sat all huddled up and wore mostly black clothes to make your body appear smaller. China looked down at you and noticed the way you were sitting.
"_______, why are you sitting that way? It looks very uncomfortable aru," he asked you.
You looked up at him.
"Oh, um,I'm kind of insecure about my body. When I was younger I was mad
RussiaxReaderYou sighed as you stand alone in the flower shop you worked at. Business has been slow today and your boss decided to let you run the shop alone. You looked at the watering chart, checking to see which plants were due for a watering. You picked up the silver watering can and started watering the roses and tulips. While your back was turned the door jingled letting you know someone walked in.More Like This
"Welcome to Garden Paradise." you said cheerfully as you turning around. You looked up at the tall man standing before you. His hair was beige or ash blonde you weren't sure which it was. You did know that he had a handsome face. He looked at you with no emotions in his eyes.
"You sell sunflowers?" he asked you. His voice came out much softer then you thought it would.
You simply nodded while staring in his eyes. Their color was different then any other blue eyes you seen in your life. His seems to have a hint of purple in the
The Bond Between Sunflowers and LiliesAuthors note: Hi! This is part two of my last RussiaxReader story. A lot of people wanted to see America and Britain's reaction so here it was, and along with it I put a small love story! If you haven't red the first part, it's in the description! Enjoy!More Like This
America and England stood by the door anxiously, waiting for their friend ________ to return from hanging out with Russia.
"Dude, they've been gone for, like, the longest!" America bit his fingernails nervously. "What if he really did do something to her?"
"Calm down, you idiot." Britain sighed. "_________ wouldn't let herself get taken by that Russian man that easily."
"Yeah, but what i-"
"That was a lot of fun!" The two countries heard a family voice say. The two shot their heads around to see their friend getting a small kiss on the four head by Russia. They could notice a slight blush come across their friends face. She seemed to be holding a sunflower in one of her hands.
"No way..." They
RussiaxReader"I'm going to talk to him.." You started as you walked towards the Russian man.More Like This
America wrapped his arms around you and pulled you back. You yelped in surprise. "Don't do it, _____!" He held you back from walking to Russia.
"Why not?" You asked, continuously trying to push the American off of you.
"America is right, _____" England said. "I have heard that when Russia gets close to another country, he kidnaps them and locks them up! Never letting them out to even see sun light!"
America nodded in agreement "We can't let that happen to you, _____!"
You sighed. "You guys are overreacting!" You finally got America off you. You adjusted you clothes than extended you arm to the Russian man. "Just look at him! He looks adorable!"
America shook his head "Don't be fooled by looks, dude. He's totally freaky and can eat you up in one bite!"
You stared at him like he was crazy. "I doubt anyone could do that..." You turned back to look at Russia. You felt so sorry for him. You had heard rumors that
Neko!RussiaxReader:Too attachedMore Like This
One day,you were walking home from school.Just a normal day.Then you saw a bush shake,you ignored it thinking it was just the wind.So you kept on walking.After that,you saw a tail come out of the bush.You went to see what it was, separating the bush,you saw a gray cat.It had this creepy/weird aura. "You..."Was all you said as you just starred at the cat.
He starred back,looking deep into your soul.
"...Okay then..."You said,getting up to leave.The cat brushed against your foot.
"Neeeeh..."You say as he rubbed against your foot more. "Mew" The cat said.
You walked away,without tripping over him.
~Le epicly awesome time skip~
When you reached your house,you had a strange feeling....that same feeling you encountered with that cat....
"Noooooo...."You say,turning around.It was that cat.That.Cat. "If I feed you would you go away?" He just stared into your soul again. "...I'll take that as a yes...."
You gave the cat some food,it was ham.That's all you had that he could eat.
Papa!Russia x Child!Reader - Russian LullabiesYou awoke from your horrible nightmare with a shriek of terror. Almost immediately, your papa, Russia, barged into the room with his lead pipe held threateningly. He looked around franticly, looking for the cause of your yell. Seeing that there was no danger, he raced over to your bedside.More Like This
"What's wrong, Sunflower?"
"Papa you were gone alone "
"Sunflower did you have another nightmare?"
Russia sighed. "Well, I'm still here, see? And nothing's going to take me away from you, da?"
"Now go back to sleep. Nothing's going to hurt you."
You nodded and wiped your eyes. He smiled softy and tucked you in. Your Papa turned to leave.
He turned around. "Yes, Sunflower?"
"Could you maybe sing for me?"
He smiled again. "Sure." He walked back over to you.
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Russia x Child!Reader"Mr. Russia! Mr. Russia! Mr. Russia!" You called repeatedly as a small child, running around your brother, Toris,'s legs. You were a feisty little 5 year old, and Toris the country of Lithuania, though you didn't know it. You knew that Mr. Russia had something to do with Russia, and that is all you were able to force out of Toris.More Like This
"Mr. Russia!! Mr. Russia!! Mr. Russia!" You chanted again, Toris failing at catching you. Your _______ colored pigtails slapped teasingly at his legs as you ran. You wanted to see the man, even if he was sleeping.
"MR. RUSSIA!! MR. RUSSIA!! MR. RUSSIA!!" A thought hit you, and you ran to his room, then yelled, "Господин, проснись! Пожалуйста, проснись!! Я хочу играть!" (Sir, wake up! Ple
Russia x Now Grown-Up!Reader"Yay!! Thank you, Mr. Russia!!" You exclaimed happily, hugging the large man.More Like This
"_______! Go to school, please!!" Your brother, Toris, yelled from inside the estate.
"Okie dokie! Goodbye, Mr. Russia!!" You pecked his cheek and ran inside to get your bag and leave your snow shovel inside. You smiled and climbed onto your bike. "Bye~!" You called as you flew down the street.
Oh, how you loved bike riding. The freedom, the feel of wind on your face, through your hair-
. . .
You woke up panting in a cold sweat. You grabbed the sides of your face, trying to calm down. You'd been having these dreams for a long while, though you've never told anyone. You suspected it was a memory; in fact, your brother had told you that, when you were five, you were hit by a truck on the way to your school. You couldn't remember a thing during or before that.
You remembered what you were doing today: visiting the representation of Russia. Toris or Lithuania, as you had recently found out tol
Russia x NowGrownUp! Reader part 3 (end) "What the flying-!" You yelped, a hand flying to your heart in surprise and slight panic. The man - Mr. Russia - was from the dream! You blushed furiously, staring down at your little sandals. You felt a shadow creep around your vision, as quick as a curtin closing after a play, and you felt your consciousness wither as your surroundings faded to the darkness. "_____!" Was all you heard as you felt your knees buckle and your senses fail...More Like This
"__-____, I'd like you to m-meet Mr. Russia." Your older brother squeaked from what seemed to be fear. You looked up as high as you could, so see a very, very tall man about 10 times your short size. He had blondeish hair, a color you couldn't find a word for, a round face, a large, almost comical nose, and big purple eyes that watched you a bit creepily. You failed to notice the creepy look, as your (e/c) eyes were locked onto his big purple ones.
Party Lock-In: a CountryXReader Series- IntroMore Like This
You pulled up to America’s house in a casual outfit. You were invited to one of his famous parties to “Have SO MUCH FREAKING FUN IT’LL BE AWESOME!!!” as America said. You two were good friends, and this was not your first party at his place. The night usually ended with some love-game, like the Pocky Game or Seven Minutes in Heaven, which was played at his last party. You were stuck in the closet with America, but you just talked. You sighed and walked up to the door of his huge house. He opened the door right as you were about to knock, causing you to be a bit awkward.
“Yo, _______! Glad you could make it! Come in!” America said enthusiastically. You looked around, seeing that only you and a few other countries, including Hungary, were female. Great. It wasn’t unusual for you to be the only girl to come to his parties, seeing as though you were the only girl that usually liked to hang out with the male countries. America shut the door behind y
An Unplanned Meal VampireRomaniaXWerewolfReader P1You hated them all so much. This all important trip to hunt down one of the most distinguished vampires in the entire world... and they couldn't afford for you to get a car. You cursed again as the sun beat down through the windows of the bus you sat on. Back home you would be enjoying a nice afternoon out in the park, but no. The stupid moon was coming full soon and you needed to cut him down before then. You were from an undercover organisation of werewolves, stuck in the continuos battle against the vampires. The group had decided you were the best person to hunt down the young vampire. Vasilica Lupei was his name, he was supposed to be rather easy to find. PFT! You were stuck in Romania trying to track down some vampire in the blazing sun. Sure he was going to be easy to find. The bus stopped again as more people squeezed into the bus. You were used to going on buses when you were back home, but here it seemed that there was no limit in how many can get on the bus other than how maMore Like This
Ice Cream? Spain x ReaderMore Like This
Today was a very special day for you and Spain. Today marked the one month anniversary of you living with him. While some might see that as any reason to celebrate, both you and Spain thought it was the perfect excuse to go out and have some fun. Neither of you wanted to do anything particularly fancy, so you decided that a couple of ice creams and a stroll along the beach would be the perfect way to celebrate.
Already more than ready to get going, you slipped your feet into a pair of sandals, walked back to the bedroom you and he shared and called for Spain. “Hurry up in there Spain. Seriously, what's taking you so long?”
“You're ready already? I must be moving really slow.” Spain laughed nervously from behind the closed bedroom door. “Just another minute and I'll be ready.”
“Sure, I'll believe that when it happens.” Too excited to be patient, you turned away from the door and let out a loud groan. “And t
RussiaxBlind!Reader part 6 FinaleYou stirred in the cold stillness of morning. At first you were confused as to why you felt so warm. You started when you felt Russia's arm wrapped around your waist and his face pressed against your hair.More Like This
"______." You heard.
"Hm?" You asked as sleep started to weigh down your eyelids.
"It's time to be waking up."
"Ivan?" You mumbled, "Is that you?"
He chucked and began to lift up the covers. You squealed at the sudden cold and lunged for the blanket, falling on Russia instead. You giggled and heard him laugh as he caught you in a kiss. After a couple moments, he walked you back to your own room.
"China called me, sunflower. He said that today is the day they will see if they can preform the surgery."
You shuddered. The upcoming surgery had been the reason you had your nightmare in the first place. You couldn't stand needles, much less eye surgery.
Russia hugged you around the shoulders.
"It's going to be okay, sunflower. What am I always telling you?"
"Don't worry." You replied.
RussiaxBlind!Reader part 5You lay in your bed shivering with cold and fear. It had been a couple months and many doctors appointments since you had joined Russia's household. He had been very kind and gentle to you, not to mention patient. However, lately, you couldn't help but feel that he had been acting rather odd around you.More Like This
At this very moment, you were not worrying about such things, but instead were shaking with fear caused by a nightmare. You were especially afraid because you couldn't see anything. There was no moonlight to calm you, no steady red numbers of an alarm clock.
"Latvia..." You called very quietly. You had that feeling that you sometimes got when you woke up from a nightmare and felt that if you spoke too loudly then it would wake up the imaginary monsters sleeping under your bed.
You hear a branch scrape up against the window and squeaked a little louder, "Latvia!"
Latvia had moved in to your room the first week of your stay. This was so that if you woke up in the night and needed somethin
RussiaxBlind!Reader part 4You sat on the couch as you listened to Russia bang some pots and pans around in the kitchen. You were about to watch the Russian live action version of Anastasia. It was English dubbed because Russia knew that you couldn't understand much Russian.More Like This
Estonia and Lithuania were busy with the duties being a country entailed while Belarus and Ukraine had gone out for the evening. This left you and Latvia to watch a movie with Russia.
"You know," you called, "We don't need popcorn if you don't want any. We could just watch the movie."
"But sunflower said that she liked popcorn so I am going to make her popcorn!" He called back.
You leaned down and whispered to Latvia to lead you to the kitchen. When you walked in, you could hear Russia grunting as he tried to work what you assumed to be a popcorn maker. You had mentioned that you liked popcorn and he couldn't get just microwave popcorn, no. He had to buy a popcorn maker to pour in the kernels and melt the butter. He had already assemble it,
RussiaxBlind!Reader part 3The moment you gained consciousness, you were freezing cold. You didn't know that it could be so ridiculously cold anywhere in the world. You snuggled down into the fluffy comforter and ducked your head under the sheets.'I just want to hibernate' You though, 'Hibernate until I can see again.'More Like This
Apparently that wasn't an option.
Your door creaked open very softly. "(y/n)? I've come to bring you down for dinner? It's such a beautiful day! We have so many things planned for you today!" There Ukraine went, always so excited about everything. And you most definitely disagreed. It was NOT a beautiful day.
You groaned, "Wha-? Yeah, I'm up. Yep." You set your feet down on the wood flooring and winced at the cold. "Hey, Ukraine." You said a little shyly.
"Could you help me get dressed. I don't know where anything is. I'm sorry."
"Of course! I wouldn't think of leaving you. You don't need to apologize, dear."
"Thanks." You smiled as she dressed you in a pair of jeans and a long sleeve
RussiaxBlind!Reader part 2"Hello, sunflower!"More Like This
You craned your neck up and around to look at him out of habit and grinned. You could picture his broad shoulders and childish smile.
"Hey, Russia. It's good to see you."
"Da, I am feeling very pleased to be seeing you (y/n)."
Ever since you lost yours sight, you hadn't been able to leave the house or go train with the allies. You missed the silly lot of them. China walked in and you could hear the wheels of your suitcase clicking as it ran over the spaces in the tiles.
"I was just telling (y/n) about Russia. Right, aru?"
"Da." You replied.
"Sunflower already knows Russian?!" He said excitedly.
You laughed, "It's the only word that I know, Russia!"
China cut in on your little conversation, "Russia, I have her schedule here. Her doctor's appointment is next sunday and don't forget, if her eyes start to hurt, then I have the medication in the front pocket." He helped you out of your chair and held your hand as you walked to the door. "You're going to be fine, aru. If
RussiaxBlind!Reader part 1He watched you come into the meeting room once a month next to China. He watched you train with the allies and laugh at their antics. He spoke to you once or twice and even considered himself to be friends with you, but he never told you how he felt. He never told you how sweet you acted or how you were the only one that would smile at him and welcome his closeness. He felt ashamed that something so tragic had to happen before he would tell you how much he really, truly loved you.More Like This
"(y/n)!" China screamed, "(Y/N)!"
You awoke bruised and bandaged in the home of your big brother, China. You were very close and liked to call him by his first name, Yao.
Currently, you were snuggled into a plush bed of silks and soft fabrics. There was a weight on your left arm and something heavy wrapped around your brow. You opened you eyes and saw... Nothing. There wasn't anything. You thought it was nighttime and flopped off of the bed before feeling your way to the bedroom door. This would h
Shifter!Russia X Reader [CONTEST]"We are moving to Moscow!" your father declared.More Like This
"Not again!" you whined.
Your father was a rather powerful millionaire with a habit of changing homes just about every three months. His habit always seemed to kick in when there was a supernatural phenomena occurring in that certain location. You prided yourself on being the only one in your constantly changing high school who had been to over fifty different countries, but you were tired by the continuous change. Your mother felt the same way, yet she had stayed with her husband for five years of traveling before she'd left. You were upset by her actions, so you stayed with your dad, wanting to travel all over the world, and see all the sights. Now, you were tired of moving and refused to relocate for about the fiftieth time.
"Father! Can we please stay put? Just for once, please?"
"No!" he retaliated. "This is the most interesting phenomenon yet!"
You crossed your arms and pouted. You did not like it when you didn't get your way. "How
Germany X Reader Fighting for freedomYou were a new coutry in Europe, you formed only a few years ago. You started from nothing and you were famous now for your creativity and skills. In the beginning nobody liked you, you were just a territory they all could have gained for themselves. But as time passed, you grew more confident, stronger and richer. Everything worked just like it should have and it seemed like nothing ever could go wrong. Your people were happy and after finally clearing all your debts you leaned back happily on your chair. It was time to celebrate!More Like This
Unfortunately the evil other countries still wanted to have you for themselves. They liked you for all the wonderful things you built and it was like they started competing eachother to get you. No, they didn't start a war against you, they didn't invade you, they didn't want to destroy your beauty because they were afraid they wouldn't be able to rebuild it.
They wanted to get you like them so you kept getting gifts almost every single day. First you were h
Demon!King!AmericaXReader ~Part 4You glanced back at the door that separated you from Alfred, the demon king. Grinding your teeth sent a wave of pain threw your jaw, like a dentist's drill without Novocain. You wanted to stomp back in there and show him a thing or two.More Like This
He was arrogant.
He was brash.
Really he was everything you should have expected from a king that ruled creatures on another plane of existence.
He was something else in your opinion, none of it good, and he could stand to be dropped down a peg or two. But since it seemed that you were nothing more than property, you weren’t the one that was going to be doing anything about it.
“Liz came and found me, (f/n).” Peter stated proudly. “I’ll protect you from Alfred.” The young lad meant every word of what he said, and then some.
Although it seemed that you might have no trouble protecting yourself from the smug king.
But maybe having a pint sized demon on your side wouldn’t be such a bad thing. He seemed to
JapanxMermaid!ReaderJapanxMermaid!ReaderMore Like This
Kiku's hands shook as he lifted the worn wooden bucket. The precious sea water within sloshed over the sides, a few drops splattering the scuffed stone beneath his tabi socks.
It wasn't his first time preforming this duty. He had preformed the ritual countless number of times, but each time he had had his fathers critical gaze to steady his hands.
Now, however, he was alone, frightened of messing up, unsure if he would preform it correctly.
If he messed up, it would be on his head and at a terrible price, The secret his entire village strove to protect would be ruined.
Water trickled slowly into the shallow bowl, Kiku watched, barely breathing. It was only after the job had been preformed without any mishaps that he let himself breath freely.
Once home, he found a strange yearning to return to the temple, and the item that lay in the crystal bowl.
He ignored the feeling, as he had done a countless number of time
Shifter!GermanyXPrussiaXRussiaXReader~Request~You ran down the sidewalk, the sun peeking over the trees and houses on this quiet suburban street. The birds chirped out happy little responses to their glowing comrade. The clouds lazily pushed past in the unsullied blue sky. To anyone else, this was the classic town that you saw on those 50’s sitcoms.More Like This
Housewives hung clean laundry on the line in perfect manicured lawns. Grandmas pulled fresh baked cookies from the oven. Little kids waited at the bus stop to be picked up. The 9 to 5’ers drove their cars to the mind numbing jobs.
You had refused to fall into the rut of these mindless drones. You wanted excitement! You wanted to experience life to the fullest! And how to better to do that than find the dirty laundry that this town had to offer.
There had been a few remarks of paranoid and crazy that had been tossed your way. But you would smile, you knew the truth! The truth was out there
Neko2P!GermanyxReader ch 11The next morning you woke up and went about your day like normal. You did your grocery shopping and bought the things you needed to make dinner for Lukas that night. You also decided to surprise him with a dessert, so you bought ingredients for that too.More Like This
You spent most of the day cleaning your apartment and prepping for dinner. The cake you had decided to make wasn't as complex as you thought it would be. You just chose a simple red velvet cake. You made everything from scratch, you wanted to make this dinner special to show Lukas just how grateful you were to him for saving you. You had done the same thing for Cooper when he had saved you from your ex, but he stopped accepting the dinner offers after a while, he said you had paid him back plenty and that your meals were starting to make him fat.
It was just before five when there was a knock on the door.
"That must be him." You smiled, checking yourself in the mirror one last time before answering t
2p!RussiaXReader ~Request~ Anastasia2p!RussiaXReaderMore Like This
“Amazing.” The Russian of few words muttered, from the chair in the dark corner he rested in. His elbow perched on the sidearm of the leather recliner, resting his cheek on his clenched fist. He knew he was staring to long, and gingerly brushed his dark brown hair away from his longing ruby eyes.
“Give it back!” you yelled at the American know as Alexander or Al for short. “You’re so immature, Al!”
He might have been immature, that was true. But he was your brother and you lived with him. Even if the red-eyed brunette got on your ever-loving-last nerve, you still cared about him. Although at the moment, you could have grabbed his nail encrusted baseball bat, and smashed him upside the head.
“Pfft…” he rolled his eyes. Using his free hand, that wasn’t dangling the object that you wanted above your head; to push his dark tinted sunglasses up his nose that had started to slide down. “I