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RussiaxReader: Big Brother's Friend
“__________, just stick with your big brother and everything will be alright,” America said leading you into the Allies’s meeting room.
You nodded quietly and followed America. “Where are we going to go after this?” you asked quietly.
“Out to eat, England and I have some stuff to talk about.”
When the two of you got to the meeting room he sat you down next to him. Everyone seemed to ignore you, except for a pair of violet eyes. You had heard stories about him from your big brother. This man was Russia. The cold country.
You looked over at him and he smiled at you. Blushing slightly you looked away nervously. After the meeting was over he came up and started to talk with America.
“Who is this?”
“Oh this is my little sister, ____________.”
Russia smiled at you, “I haven’t seen you here before.”
You gave a small smile, “Big Brother America hasn’t had the chance to bring me before.”
RussiaxReader: The Sunflower State
Light shone down on you warming your skin. It was you and your husbands first anniversary and you had surprised him with a trip to Kansas. Their state flower was the sunflower so you thought he would love it.
Right now the two of you were lying in a field of sunflowers enjoying the warm summer air.
Podsolnechnik, Ivan cooed into your ear. You shifted yourself so that you were facing Ivans chest.
You smiled at him brushing some of his hair out of his face. Hmm?
Its so warm, he whispered pulling you closer. Thank you.
It was nothing, you said kissing him on the cheek. I knew you would love The Sunflower State.
He nodded and kissed your forehead. Coming to America seemed like the most unromantic vacation at first.
You agreed. Ivan, I want this vacation to last forever. You settled your head on his chest, Its perfect, just you and me and a whole field of sunflo
NorwayxReader: More Than a Friend
Five years ago, thats when you first met Emils brother. Although he didnt like to call him that there was that undeniable family resemblance between the two. And although Lukas was quiet and slight introvert, the two of you hit it off splendidly.
However as time went on you realized just how cute he was. So much so that your relationship suffered, in order to keep a straight head you avoided him whenever possible.
__________, Emil had called you one afternoon, do you want to come over and watch a movie or something?
You froze, W-will Lukas be there?
A sigh came from the other end and some noises could be heard in the background, No.
Ok, you said, do you want me to bring anything?
Just some popcorn, he said and hung up. You grinned and got microwavable popcorn and walked down the street to his house.
Ringing the doorbell you smoothed out your hair.
SwedenxReader: Then Comes The Marriage...
It had been about a year since you had started dating Berwald. And you couldn’t have been happier. However he had been a little off lately. About two months or so since you had graduated from high school and now you were looking at a goodbye depending on which collages you picked.
You didn’t want Berwald to choose anything, but the best and told him that if he got an offer to a bigger collage than you that he should take the offer. He had protested once or twice, saying that he’d much rather go to college with you. However you knew that if the relationship ever fell through that he would be upset he didn’t pick the better college.
“__________,” Berwald asked, “did you get any acceptance letters yet?”
“No,” you said flipping through the pages of your book, “why, have you?”
He nodded and continued to read.
Berwald looked up as if to ask ‘so what?’.
“Who accepted you?” you ask
2p!CanadaxReader: Protective“Come on, just one date,” a boy said still not letting go of your arm.
You gave a small whimper as his grip increased. “P-please, I already have a boyfriend.”
The boy still didn’t let go. “He doesn’t have to know.”
“J-just leave me alone!” you tried to sound stern, but it wasn’t working. “I-I’m serious, let go of me!”
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing, eh?”
Your heart nearly popped out of your chest, “M-Matt.”
The boy turned and sneered, “Who are you?”
“I’m her boyfriend,” Matthiu said grabbing the arm that was holding you. “Now I suggest you let her go before someone gets hurt.”
“Like you could hurt m-.” Matthiu punched him in the face.
The boy let go of you and you pulled your arm to your chest. Matthiu continued to wail on the boy until the stranger didn’t move. “Are you alright?”
Tears at the cor
“Ugg, you’re so annoying!” you shouted at the Spaniard.
Antonio had been following you and annoying you everywhere.
“Señorita ___________, wait for me!”
You turned around to face him, “Antonio Carriedo. Leave. Me. ALONE!”
He looked hurt, “But __________-.”
“No!” you snapped, “I’m sick of you following me around like a lost puppy! Go bother someone else!”
Toni took a step back and the turned around and ran off.
“Thank God,” you murmured and walked away.
A week later you noticed a strange empty feeling in your stomach…you didn’t know why, but you got this feeling that something was missing.
“Lovino…do you know where Toni is?”
The Italian scowled at you, “Probably under the bleachers, as usual. Nice job you witch.”
Your eyes widened as he walked off. However you went to find the silly Spaniard.
“Toni…Toni are you here?”
SwedenxReader: First Comes The Love...
You could feel all the blood rush to your face as you half watched him from behind your locker. He looked over at you. Quickly you looked away, back into your locker.
Berwald Oxenstierna. He always seemed to intimidate everybody. He also always seemed to hang out with the same group of people; Tino Väinämöinen, Lukas Bondvik, Emil Steilsson, and Mathias Køhler. He had really, really, really cute blue eyes that made you tongue-tied whenever he looked at you.
At the sound of your name you jumped. Turning around you saw it was Berwald himself, “H-Hi, Berwald. W-what’s up?”
“I was wondering if you would like to study this afternoon.”
“S-sure, I’d love to,” you said smiling.
He nodded and left.
You then released the breath you didn’t know you had been holding. “I heard what happened,” Tino said taking your hand and smiling, “are you excited?”
“It’s only studying Tino,”
DenmarkxReader: Bad Guy?
He was annoying. He was arrogant. He was selfish. He was insensitive. He was loud. He was crude. He was self-centered. You stared at the Dane from across the table.
World meetings were hard enough without the added drama. You made it very clear to everyone that you found people like Denmark unacceptable. Writing on your paper you accidently snapped your pencil in half with the force you applied on it.
Everyone in the room turned to look at you as you calmly pulled out another pencil.
“Proceed,” you said in a monotone.
“Wow __________, what’s eating you?” Denmark called out.
You glared at him, but said nothing.
“Is something wrong ___________?” Germany asked.
Silently you shook your head as the answer.
The meeting continued without much trouble. Once the meeting was over you slowly started to gather your things together.
‘Great, another annoying being,’ you thought as Prussia walked up to you.
2p!AmericaxReader: Break“Hey, Arthur do you have the notes from English?” you asked your collage college.
The thick browed Brit nodded and reefed through his papers, “Yes, here you go.”
You sighed and smiled at the page of precious knowledge, “Thanks you’re a life saver. I can’t believe I slept through the whole thing.”
Arthur nodded, “I’ve noticed you’ve been quite tired lately. Getting enough sleep?”
“Umm,” you blushed, “no…”
You shook your head.
“I wish,” you said. “It’s Al…”
Arthur turned slightly pink, “Ok, I don’t need to know.”
“Speak of the Devil,” you murmured. “Hey de-.”
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing pest? Get away from my girl.”
Arthur huffed at Al then said to you, “I’ll see you later ___________.”
Do You Feel That? Russia X Reader
“Are you having the feeling that we are being followed?” Russia held your hand tighter as the two of you walked around he unfamiliar landscape. “I have been feeling it for a while now. Ever since we left the coffee shop. I am hoping it is not what I think it is.” He shivered at the thought.
“I noticed that feeling too. You don't think it's...” You let your sentence trail off.
“Da. I was hoping she wouldn't find out.” He sighed. “We kept everything as small and quiet as we could. But I guess it wasn't good enough. We'll just have to be careful I guess. I'm sorry you got dragged into this.”
“It's fine. I knew you had a creepy, psycho sister when I married you.” You kissed Russia on the cheek and smiled. “Every family has at least one weirdo. Eventually she'll come to grips with the fact that she can't have you.”
“Or... She'll try to kill us both. But I like your ide
He's just a teddy bear russiaxreader
The large group of people gathered together in the room.
You felt out of place and waited for something to happen.
Suddenly, America stepped in and smiled. "Hey guys! You ready for this shit? It's gonna be great! Ohh, looky here who came! If it isn't ___-chan." America gave you a thumbs up.
"Ready for this?" You nodded and walked over to the crowed gathered around a bucket.
They let you go first...you felt around in the bucket and finally lifted your hand.
It was Russia. You got Russia's name! You shivered. Russia didn't seem like the most trustworthy person.
"Oh, would you look at that?" A smiling Russia was behind you, his hands on your shoulders. "I guess we go and have some fun, yes?" He patted you and half-dragged you to the closet. "Oh, this is going to be fun, I tell..." As he walked into the closet, he plopped down to the floor and smiled at you...that creepy aura surrounding him. "So, we do what now?" He looked confused.
"W-well, as you said...have fun." You were a
Smooth Move [ Russia x Reader ]
The cold air bit [Name]'s cheeks as she continued trudging her way through the snow. She knew it wasn't a good idea to be outside for long during the Russian winter, especially when it snowed, but she couldn't help it. [Name] figured Ivan must be lonely, (wasn't he always?) and planned a surprise visit to see him. The snow that was falling and swirling in a flurry became denser, and it became harder to see around her.
"What are you doing, [Name]?" Ivan suddenly appeared in front of her, causing her to jump with surprise. She hadn't been able to see him coming through the thick blizzard brewing around them. He looked at [Name] with confusion: Why would she be outside in such dangerous conditions?
"I could ask you the same thing." She answered with a smirk, quickly recovering from the shock. She stopped her attempt at a fast pace for a moment, allowing the Russian to fall in step with her as they continued towards his house.
"I like the cold." He replied, a small smile etched on his face
RussiaxReader: My Favorite ScarfToday was going to be a great day, I could feel it! It had snowed last night, so I woke up to a lovely Winter Wonderland~! Everything was white and calm, it looked so beautiful. Even better, the sky was covered with light gray clouds so the snow wasn't blinding me when I walked out of my house.
I was wearing a nice, warm winter coat, jeans, and a long (f/c) scarf I'd gotten last Christmas from my best friend, which I loved to death. Even wrapped around my neck twice, the scarf was still pretty long. It was my favorite scarf.
I continued to walk into town, enjoying the view of snow-covered streets and buildings. A couple people were walking around also, either enjoying the view like me or totally irritated by it. Most people were heading for the coffee shops to get their day started.
Unlike them, my goal was to get to the park. It would look way better now with this lovely white blanket from the heavens! The park was sort of depressing in the beginning of winter, with its dead, bare tre
(RussiaXReader) ~Snowy Love~(RussiaXsick!Reader)
"OUT OF THE WAAAAAY!~" You screamed as you tumbled down the large steep snowy hill with eyes tightened and ready for impact.
When you finally rolled to the bottom of the hill, you smacked face first into a tree making you stop from rolling any further and blooped on your back from the hard, painful impact.
"Ughhhh..." You moaned in pain.
"W-well, It can't get any worse..."
The leafless branches from the tree rustled from you slamming into it earlier, and the white, cold, snow came stumbling down onto your face mostly covering your whole body with snow.
"Aachoo!" You sneezed into your tissue.
"Augh..." You laid back into your bed and sniffled.
You slowly moved your head from looking at your ceiling to the near by window and stared at the snow.
"Snow..." You started.
And with that your eyes began to get drowsy and fell into a deep sleep.
***~ Russia's P.O.V ~***
'I'm starting to get really worried....'
A Frozen World Russia X Reader
You weren't really quite sure why you'd accepted Russia's invitation to visit him today. Everyone had advised against it, but you still wanted to go. He couldn't be as bad as everyone said, right? You arrived at his home and somewhat shyly knocked on the door. It was opened only seconds later by Russia's smiling face. "Hello "_____", I'm glad you decided to come today."He stepped outside his house and took your hand in his. "Ready to go? I think you'll like what I have planned." Russia led you far out into a snowy field until you could see nothing but white in every direction you looked.
You knew it was wrong, but you were beginning to worry a little. You were in the middle of nowhere and had no idea how to get back. "So, where are we going exactly?"
Russia just smiled and continued leading you down the seemingly endless snowy path. "You'll see." You went down a steep hill and were now face to face with a giant castle made completely out of i
Marry Me (Russia x Reader)
“Raivis, there you are, da.”
Latvia froze and immedeatly started to shake.
“Umm, I-is there something that you n-need Mr. Ivan?” Latvia couldn’t help but stutter out.
“Da. You are friends with [Name]?” Latvia nodded suddenly concerned about your safety.
“Tell her to meet me at this location.” Russia gave him a piece of paper and a childish grin spread acorss his face.
“Thank you Raivis.” Russia said while putting his hand on Latvia’s head and pressed down.
“Y-your welcome Mr. I-ivan.” Russia stopped his “affectionate head-pat” and went off to the unknown place.
“Umm Big Sister [Name]” You nearly jumped when you heard your name. You turned around swiftly to find Latvia.
“Ivan wanted me to give this to you.”
“Eh?” You took the paper from his grasp and read it.
“[Name], I would like you to meet me at this place at 3:00pm.”
Russia x Reader: Confess to me (Request!)
"Come on, ask him already~" Lela, your bestie kept insisting. She wouldn't let up on the whole you having a crush on Russia thing. Again you ignored her annoying pleas and changed into your maid outfit for todays World meeting. The two of you worked as maids at World conference room while the Countries argued and lectured each other on current events of the world.
Although they were suppose to help and fix the world, but you digress.
Walking out into the conference room you spot the tall handsome Russian standing idlely by some countries as the had a fit. The Countries being England and France going at it for god knows what as usual. The Russian known as Ivan chuckled at the two countries and glanced towards you for a bit giving a brief smile. You blush smiling back. A small nudge was given to you breaking you out of your fantasy. "So~" Lela said slyly. Her eyebrows wiggled up a down knowing whats going on.
"Lela, if you don't shush.. I'll tell America how absolutely in love with him y
RussiaxReader - Not True
Theres a knock at the front door. You wipe your eyes and hug your knees to your chest, not really wanting to see anyone. Nothing worse than being picked on all day.
She tells you how stupid you are, how nobody will love such a stupid, ugly cry-baby. She repeatedly tells you what a baby you are, watching cartoons all day. She just tells you youre a baby and should go home and curl up with your stupid Hello Kitty doll.
Luckily Yao wasnt around to hear that part.
Still, it hurts. Even if its something little, it just gets to you, and you hate it. Apparently youre never too old to be bullied.
The person at the door is persistent, knocking harder. You stand up to go and answer it before the door gets broken down or something.
Opening it gently, you sigh when you see that its only Ivan.
Hey, you say.
________? What is wrong? he asks, frowning when he notices your tear-stained cheeks and red eyes.
RussiaxReader: His Sunflower
He smiled as the warm sun looked down on the two of you. The two of you were wearing loose light clothes. You a white sundress and him tan shorts and a loose white dress shirt. His arms around you made you feel safe, but also made you blush. The close proximity between the two of you made your shy self-get tongue tied.
“Ivan…” you said quietly. Too quietly to be heard so you said again, but this time a bit louder, “Ivan…”
You snuggled closer to him, “Why do you like me.”
Ivan chuckled, “Oh ___________. I don’t like you at all. I love you.”
You blushed harder, “I-Ivan.”
“You’re so adorable when you blush,” Ivan said kissing your cheek.
“Sometimes I don’t know what you see in me,” you said quietly.
Ivan frowned. You didn’t mean for him to hear it, but he did. And that made him upset. He pulled you into his lap and kissed your deeply. One arm ar
Blood BrothersBrookie always holds my hand when we cross the street. She's never given a reason for it, she just does it. It's become this unspoken rule with us that whenever we cross the street together, she slips her hand in mine and I lace my fingers through hers and we walk hand-in-hand until we reach the other side and she drops her hand and we both wipe our palms on our jeans. Brookie's a little scared of crossing the street. Her poppa died in a car crash when we were six. He was a pedestrian. She's never gotten over it.
Brookie is my best friend going on sixteen years now, which is pretty impressive considering we're both sixteen. We don't have some cute little story about how we were born in the same hospital on the same day or about how our mothers were best friends long before they were pregnant with us and somehow passed on that bond while we were still in utero. No, Brookie and I met the same way ever
MercyOh sweet God how the grassland
ignites in moonlight tonight
I must thank you for creating
her tangled fingers' slow pace
through the handsome rain Her
trochaic kinesthesia to rhythms
in Stravinsky's The Rite of
Spring Is this how you meant
for us to love you Yahweh
Tumbling clumsily down hills
of sheets into perpetually
immutable silence I could love
you like that I think I've been
practicing on this Savanna
for days and months Lost in
her crystal canvas Rolling crests
and troughs And when she touches
me Oh fair Lord I'm dragged into
your city past Gethsemane's
pulsing green and gold
Please hold us together
under this luminous stretch
Oh Father We are live
unclothed Our reflections awash
with the skin of your sun
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