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Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 3WARNING AGAIN: DON'T READ IF YOU'RE ONLY LOOKING FOR A FLUFF AND FLUFFINESS STORY

The meeting ended, and you bid farewell to Ivan, who beamed and said that he hoped to see you again. You joined Alfred for dinner at a local hamburger joint (practically the only place that he would agree to eat at), and then went home, musing on your success at manipulating most of the countries to be your ally. You wickedly grinned into your pillow, knowing that deep down inside, you weren't a very personable person. Yet, the triumphant grin slowly slid off of your face as you remembered Ivan and his loneliness at the meeting. Then you thought of some of the

Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 2WARNING: DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE HORROR AND ARE LOOKING FOR FLUFF AND FLUFFINESS ONLY.

"How'd it go?" Arthur and Alfred asked anxiously, faces creased with worry.

"I obviously didn't survive the terrifying ordeal of talking to another country," you shot back with sarcasm.

The two were not impressed, and demanded details. You casually summarized everything that happened in a few sentences, but they pressed on.

"Honestly you two! I just told the guy my name, he told me his, he smiled at me, and then we moved on! Nothing went wrong! No, he did not attempt to whap me on the head with any weapons," you said, finishing with a dark, murder

Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 5AGAIN DON'T READ IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR FLUFF

You couldn't sleep at all that night. Purple eyes kept haunting your thoughts, no matter how hard you tried not to think of…him. He's just a friend, you kept telling yourself. Just… his only friend…. No. You wouldn't think of that. Sighing, you got out of bed and turned on the television, in hopes that it would be able to bore you to sleep. Flipping through the channels, you couldn't find anything good, so you settled on the news. Just five seconds of listening to the anchorman started to make your head droop, but a sudden flash of bright color from the TV, reporting breaking news,

Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 8WARNING AGAIN... Argh you guys get the idea xDD

There were two ceremonies that day. An American flag and a United Kingdom flag draped over the two coffins. You remained at Ivan's side for the rest of the day, much like yesterday. He never said a word, sensing your distress, and you were thankful for that. Francis somehow kept his cool the whole time, and was able to deliver the funeral orations for both of them, making up Alfred's on the spot. You supposed that he did well; you weren't listening to anything that was being said anyways.

The three of you were driving home, and this time you leaned quite close to Ivan, but you didn't care abou

Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 1WARNING: DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE HORROR AND ARE LOOKING FOR FLUFF AND FLUFFINESS ONLY.

Ah. Your first world meeting—finally, a chance to introduce yourself to the countries, and make your first impression with a 'bang.' Appearance was everything, after all. You had to seem powerful, or else the other countries would walk all over you for the rest of your existence.

You had been busy making allies. America? Check. China? Check. In fact, you could check just about every country present at the meeting. But there was one last world power, and he would be the hardest to speak to of all.

He seemed so lonely and forlorn. Hardly anyone

Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 10(Yep, no fluffiness)

What had you done?

The question refused to give your mind a break ever since you got home after that evening.

Were you out of your mind? Not one, but two of your best friends had just died. How could you be happy like this? It was all wrong, all so terribly wrong.

Furthermore, who's to say that the murders stopped? He could be next… You could be next. It wasn't safe.

But you still felt it. Guilty pleasure. Even though you shouldn't be, you would replay the scene of last evening countless of times, absentmindedly touching the strands of hair that he had brushed aside, remembering the feel of his mouth against you

Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 9(I'm not even gonna bother with the warning anymore xD)

There was a really awkward moment of silence. Ivan's hand slipped out of yours, and he stared unfathomably at you. This was it. Your first attempt at love, and you ruined it already. You should've said nothing, stayed forever alone—

"_____________."

"Y-yes?" Why did your voice have to come out all croaky at this moment?

"It's just… I—I've never been in this situation before… People hardly even talk to me, and…"

"Neither have I…"

"Well… I guess…" he smiled shyly. The next thing you knew, he was running your fingers through your hair… Your

Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 11(DON'T HATE ME BUT EVEN MORE NON FLUFFINESS COMING UP IN THE NEXT CHAPTER...)

Now this was terrifying. The killer had been at your house. You buried your face into Ivan's scarf (who was still carrying you) as he quickly laid you on your bed, away from the sight of Feli and Ludwig's bodies; Ludwig's protective arm covered in deep gashes as a sign that he had tried to defend Feli and himself, but to no avail. He was still dead; left with his hand holding Feli's…

Ivan watched your trembling figure curled up underneath the comforter, and started to walk away.

"Ivan! Don't go! Don't leave me!" you screeched. "What if the killer's still her

Heartless: ReaderxRussia Chapter 6MORE WARNINGS ON IF YOU WANT TO READ FLUFF DON'T READ THIS

The ringing of your doorbell, followed by knocking, and the weak morning light filtering in through the window woke you up the next morning. Throwing some presentable clothes on, you ran to the door and greeted Ivan, followed by…Francis?

"Bonjour, Mademoiselle __________________," he said solemnly, "Are you ready to go to the funeral?"

"Oh, uh, ya," you said stupidly. In truth, you had pushed the funeral out of your mind entirely; it had been too depressing to think about. But after Ivan spent all day yesterday comforting you… as a friend… You had to keep reminding y

Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 7WARNING YET AGAIN DON'T READ IF YOU WANT JUST FLUFF!

No. No. No, no, no, no, no. This wasn't happening; Alfred couldn't be gone, too. Not Alfred. It was impossible for him to die. That'd be like you dying. Haha, no… It's a hallucination, all in your head, from Arthur's death, that's it, you were just distressed; and if you ran away, it would all be gone… You could hear them calling your name: Francis and Ivan… Ivan… but no, they could wait… You needed to run, set things straight… And then you tripped. Something warm and red ran down your leg, but you couldn't feel any pain. You looked back, over at the object th

Heartless: RussiaxReader Chapter 12 END FINALE(NO FLUFFINESS DON'T SHOOT ME!!!!)

When you woke up, sometime late at night, Ivan was there, sitting on the bed, watching you, the moon shining down on your face. You still clutched the sunflower in your hand.

"You're back…" you mumbled, guiltily happy. "And Feli… Ludwig…?"

"They're not in the house anymore. The police was still unable to identify the murderer. The only thing they know for a fact is that it was the same person's doing."

"I… That was… It was just so ho-horrible, and at my place, too... There… There won't be anymore murders, I hope…"

Ivan stared at you, a hint of darkness in those bewitch

MisunderstoodA RussiaxReader FanFic

It was junior year at your high school. You found it pretty rough trying to get along and to get by those first two years, but at the same time, things had improved for you. On that crisp, cool day in September, you got up, almost uncertain of whether you really wanted to go back or not. You had squandered most of your free time in your room, daydreaming about all the fun you had those last couple of months, when you suddenly realized that you only had five minutes before your bus arrived! You had a quick bite of [favorite breakfast item], after throwing together an outfit that you spent all night preparing, and ran ou

RussiaXreader: dream kissYou walk into the room, stepping in the conference area waiting for the other countries to get here. You realized that the
Room was a little dark due to bad lighting from the shandalear, and it was night time. you thought in your head,
'Silly Romano. he can't even fix a Stupid shandalear. Well, I guess he can't fix a lot of stuff.' you sigh all tediously since it's so
quiet in the room.
All the sudden you hear footsteps heading closer towards the two doors, kind of scaring you because they were so loud.
You realized the person was talking to somebody else on the way to the room, argueing and cusing at each other.
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Request-KidRussia X KidReader My little sunflowerIt was another cold day in Russia. no grass, no flowers, sky covered in clouds....yep one normal day.
I would be outside every single day, but my buddy, Ivan has not been talking to me lately, I'm worried he might not like me no more. That's why I don't go out.
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I start running though the thick snow with the bucket of water. After a while I got to the field, finely. Most of the water had tipped out from me running.
"I'm back my little sunflower! I've got the water, you had a good night, da?" I exclaimed as I watered the little sunflower.
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You find yourself in a war against yourself and the one you love, the one that you care about, Russia. And all you could do was stand their, arms gunned and ready to fire. You couldn't control your actions, shooting left and right killing innocent lives. You wanted to stop but couldn't as if someone was controlling you. But one shot that you could control was the last one, the one where you saw Russia, face to face. You couldnt hold it in anymore,
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by ~vivtheviolinist, Jan 1, 2012, 5:28:03 PM
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Changing the subject, you gestured to the hot sun, and asked, "Ivan, aren't you dying in all those clothes? It is summertime, after all," ending with a pointed look at his thick scarf, enormous trench coat, and heavy boots.

Ivan just smiled a mysterious smile, and stroked his sunflower. "I don't go anywhere without my scarf," was all he had to say about the matter.

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~helixgirl Jan 4, 2012 Student General Artist

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