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You felt around until you finally pulled out an item.In your hand you held a sunflower broach. It was the same broach that you had given Russia when you two were children. "He still kept it." You whispered as a small smile appeared on your face.
"What'd you say dude!?" America asked, bringing you back to reality. "O-oh nothing." You said realizing that you had been thinking out loud. "Well show me the item that you picked bro!"
"Here you go." You handed him the broach, already knowing that you were going to be paired with Russia. "O-oh...you got him." America said, sounding worried. "Whats wrong?" You asked.
"Well you got Russia..." He whispered to you. "So?" "Bro he's freaking creepy." "No he isn't, I don't see why you guys are afraid of him." "Its your funeral." America shrugged. "Well, who had the sunflower broach dudes?" He was still quiet.
"That would be me,da." You heard a child-like voice say. The rest of the nations must have heard it too, for everyone was silent now. Russia stood up and walked towards you, his smile let you know that he didn't mind the silence.
You looked towards the nations, annoyed that they were treating Russia as though he was something out of a horror movie. No one said anything, half of the countries looked terrified and the other half looked at you with sympathy.
"We should be getting into the closet, da." Russia said as he took your hand. "U-um yeah. Lets go." You said as you blushed. "Okay seven minutes dude." America said as he closed that closet door.
"(y/n)?" Russia said as you soon as the two of you were in the closet. "Yes I-Ivan?" You asked nervously. "Are you afraid of me like the others?" "No, I'm not afraid of you. I don't understand why everyone is. I don't think that you're scary, I-I actually think that you're cute."
"You think that I'm cute?" "Y-yes." "Well I think that (y/n) is cute too, the cutest." "Now I have a question for you." "What is it (y/n)?" "Why did you keep that broach for all these years?" "Because silly, its my most prized possession. It's special because you gave it to me."
You blushed; was it really that important to him? "I-Ivan, can I tell you something?" "Sure (y/n) you can tell me anything." His bright smile made your heart flutter.
"W-well I...I love you." You managed to choke out. Russia said nothing, instead he roughly kissed you. He bit your lip demanding you to let his tongue in. You obeyed, letting him explore you mouth. You tried to fight for dominance but he won, soon after breaking the kiss he moved to your neck.
You hissed when you felt his teeth roughly rake against your skin. You looked down at your neck only to see blood. Your eyes widened and Russia looked up at you. "Don't worry (y/n) the pain will go away soon." Russia said with a child-like voice. Before you could respond he started to lick the blood that was slowly running down your neck.
"Well dudes times- What the hell happened here!?" America said as he opened the closet door.
"(y/n) why are you bleeding!? Did this creep try to murder you bro!? Do you need the hero to save you!?" He yelled. "Hold the hell up, stop bombarding me with questions. I'm fine, Ivan didn't try to murder me." You said. "Oh...so the blood is because you're into "that" kind of thing then." America said sounding a little more calm.
"N-no! I just... scratched myself?" "Psh yeah right brah, well anyways get out of the closet your time is up." "Okay, come one Ivan." You and Russia left the closet hand in hand, and it didn't take long for Belarus to start threatening to murder you.
"What'd you say dude!?" America asked, bringing you back to reality. "O-oh nothing." You said realizing that you had been thinking out loud. "Well show me the item that you picked bro!"
"Here you go." You handed him the broach, already knowing that you were going to be paired with Russia. "O-oh...you got him." America said, sounding worried. "Whats wrong?" You asked.
"Well you got Russia..." He whispered to you. "So?" "Bro he's freaking creepy." "No he isn't, I don't see why you guys are afraid of him." "Its your funeral." America shrugged. "Well, who had the sunflower broach dudes?" He was still quiet.
"That would be me,da." You heard a child-like voice say. The rest of the nations must have heard it too, for everyone was silent now. Russia stood up and walked towards you, his smile let you know that he didn't mind the silence.
You looked towards the nations, annoyed that they were treating Russia as though he was something out of a horror movie. No one said anything, half of the countries looked terrified and the other half looked at you with sympathy.
"We should be getting into the closet, da." Russia said as he took your hand. "U-um yeah. Lets go." You said as you blushed. "Okay seven minutes dude." America said as he closed that closet door.
"(y/n)?" Russia said as you soon as the two of you were in the closet. "Yes I-Ivan?" You asked nervously. "Are you afraid of me like the others?" "No, I'm not afraid of you. I don't understand why everyone is. I don't think that you're scary, I-I actually think that you're cute."
"You think that I'm cute?" "Y-yes." "Well I think that (y/n) is cute too, the cutest." "Now I have a question for you." "What is it (y/n)?" "Why did you keep that broach for all these years?" "Because silly, its my most prized possession. It's special because you gave it to me."
You blushed; was it really that important to him? "I-Ivan, can I tell you something?" "Sure (y/n) you can tell me anything." His bright smile made your heart flutter.
"W-well I...I love you." You managed to choke out. Russia said nothing, instead he roughly kissed you. He bit your lip demanding you to let his tongue in. You obeyed, letting him explore you mouth. You tried to fight for dominance but he won, soon after breaking the kiss he moved to your neck.
You hissed when you felt his teeth roughly rake against your skin. You looked down at your neck only to see blood. Your eyes widened and Russia looked up at you. "Don't worry (y/n) the pain will go away soon." Russia said with a child-like voice. Before you could respond he started to lick the blood that was slowly running down your neck.
"Well dudes times- What the hell happened here!?" America said as he opened the closet door.
"(y/n) why are you bleeding!? Did this creep try to murder you bro!? Do you need the hero to save you!?" He yelled. "Hold the hell up, stop bombarding me with questions. I'm fine, Ivan didn't try to murder me." You said. "Oh...so the blood is because you're into "that" kind of thing then." America said sounding a little more calm.
"N-no! I just... scratched myself?" "Psh yeah right brah, well anyways get out of the closet your time is up." "Okay, come one Ivan." You and Russia left the closet hand in hand, and it didn't take long for Belarus to start threatening to murder you.
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In your hand you pulled out from the black hat an...orange autumn leaf that looked really beautiful to you.
"Who does this belong to?" you asked, twirling the leaf between your fingers.
Alfred shrugged at your question and the room was filled with people questioning about the mysterious person. Just then you felt a tap from the shoulder and you looked over, seeing Matthew who hid his face behind Kumajirou who sniffed the air-more rather at you-and looked up at his blushing master.
"Who is she?" Kumajirou asked.
"Th-that's _________,"
"Who are you?" Kumajirou asked.
Matthew sighed, "I'm Matthew, your owner, Kumabimbo."
You giggled a lit
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[f/n] pulled her hair over her head, holding it away from her neck. This was the hottest day in the last few summers she remembered, and the heat was taking its toll on her. The girl felt discouraged to leave the apartment, and it was even announced on the local news that people should remain on their houses, if possible. Dehydration and sunburns were occurring at alarming rates in the town.
To her utter horror, her air conditioner started to make a few strangled noises from time to time. Her eyes went wide. No, this can’t be happening. She patted the machine, a slightly desperate air surrounding her. [f/n] wouldn’t survive that
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You pull a white flower petal from the hat. "Oh, this is beautiful, who's is this?"
"That would be mine" Everyone but you stiffens at the familiar sound of Russia's voice.
"Who the heck invited Him man? He creeps the mess outa me!" America backed away from you two dropping the hat in the process.
"Ahh, you did, I got your invitation in the mail." Russia smiled at you sweetly, taking your hand and led you to the closet. Ukraine locked the door for you because America wouldn't go near it.
"I am not liking the dark very much." Russia held you close to him as if looking for comfort.
"It's not so bad" You said digging in your pocket
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Belarus: Stay away from Bruder!
Lupa: *eyes turn yellow and she snaps fingers and a small wolf pack runs to her side* Come again?
Belarus: *starts to back slowly away*
Lupa: Oh I wouldn't bother trying to run, the can easily overtake you and they will kill you slowly and painfully. So I will ask again...Come again?
Belarus: N-Nothing..I didn't say anything.
Lupa: *eyes return to normal colour* That's what I thought.
( Lupa can control wolves due to her magic )
Lupa: *eyes turn yellow and she snaps fingers and a small wolf pack runs to her side* Come again?
Belarus: *starts to back slowly away*
Lupa: Oh I wouldn't bother trying to run, the can easily overtake you and they will kill you slowly and painfully. So I will ask again...Come again?
Belarus: N-Nothing..I didn't say anything.
Lupa: *eyes return to normal colour* That's what I thought.
( Lupa can control wolves due to her magic )