#russia x reader

[504py]

Its me again (i hope you don't mind i am in you ask again 😅)

So uh do you have headcanon for yandere russia and canada with their s/o?

Thx 🌻

holy SHIT i got carried away 😭😭😭 this was supposed to be a short post, but i got too deep into their characterization. and don't worry!! i appreciate your asks! anyways, here we go guys... please heed the warnings!

Yandere Russia and Yandere Canada Relationship Headcanons

Gender neutral, domestic violence, implied NSFW, self-harm, manipulation, forced feminization, dubious consent, stalking, long post ahead!

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Russia

How the relationship started

Your relationship with Ivan first started with you doing some mundane thing, but he was there at the right place and the right time, and something about you intrigued him. Be it at a restaurant eating a strange food combination, seeing you early in the morning with your hair wet and rushing to get somewhere, or even getting a glimpse of your mismatched socks when you walked past him and didn't even pay him any mind. That was enough to seal your fate as his property. His mind can't seem to stop running with thoughts of you, how are you, why are you, and he needs to scratch that itch.

Ivan sends out a private investigator to stalk you basically, and provide him with your daily schedule. Once Ivan has your schedule, he dismisses the investigator, and takes matters into his own hands by stalking you himself, and trying to insert himself into your daily life.

Then, it was just a matter of getting to know you, courting you with expensive gifts and dates, then fully dooming yourself when you accepted him as your boyfriend.

Expectations

Ivan is very blunt with what he wants. Not very long into your relationship, around a month or so, he asks you to move in with him. Any sort of opposition or protest will be stonewalled by this; "We will be married and living together someday anyways. Why fight it? Don't you love me?"

So, whether you like it or not, you move in with him in his giant, lonely house.

There are no maids and none of the Baltic states to be seen, and this is because Ivan expects you to fulfill the role of a housewife, regardless of your gender. So he'd like for you to do chores yourself and to clean up around the house while he's gone. He doesn't expect perfection from your cleaning, in fact, he finds it a little charming when some areas aren't clean or spotless. His house was huge and you were only so small.

On the topic of fulfilling the role of his housewife, he expects you to do other things that make you fit the role even more, such as giving him affection, cooking for him, and keeping up a good front when guests are around. He wants the two of you to evoke the image of a traditional married couple so badly, and if you fail to meet those requirements...

Punishments

Ivan can be cruel. He doesn't tolerate rebellion very well, and his punishments are always physical.

He is a very touchy man, and if you fail to reciprocate his touch, or actively shy away from it, he'll only get more aggressive. His hugs will feel more suffocating, his grip on your jaw while he kisses you will feel bruising, and you swear, it feels like he's trying to crush your hand while he holds it, despite the sweet smile on his face..

If you continue to refuse him, he'll be much less subtle with his harm. One day, when you try to shove him away from you, his grip on your arm tightens to the point it feels like he might just snap it, and he pulls you close to whisper a threat into your ear; "Will you continue to be like this?"

If you say no and apologize, which would be your best option, he'll let out a strained breath and try to relax his clenched jaw, before letting up his grip on your arm and muttering an apology under his breath himself.

If you say yes... His jaw will tense up, and the look he gives you is bone-chilling. "Alright." He says, and doesn't give you much time to think before he drags you to the front door, and throws you out into the harsh cold, with only the clothes on your back.

You can cry and scream apologies and bang on the door all you want, but he's already walked away and drinking a bit of vodka to soothe his own nerves.

He'll keep you outside till you are on the brink of getting mild hypothermia. He waits there, thinking of how long it'd take for the cold to get to someone of your size and shape. He knows everything about snow, and he knows everything about you.

Right before you start to ebb in and out of consciousness, he opens the door, and drags you back inside, wiping the snow off of you and taking your weak, shivering body in his arms.

You cling to him, wanting to live in his house, his coat, and in his arms forever after experiencing the unforgiving hellscape that is the Russian winter.

Ivan mutters sweet nothings, the alcohol in his breath and the powdery smell of his clothing enveloping all your senses. He says that he wouldn't have to do this if you would've just obeyed him, that this is all your fault, and that he didn't want to do this and that he just loves you too much.

If you had any sense of self-preservation, you'll listen to him from now on, and if not... He wouldn't be above breaking a few bones. But you won't disobey him again, right? It's for your own good.

"I'm sorry, моя любовь.."

Rewards

Ivan is a very affectionate man, but he isn't the best at showing it vocally. He shows it in the lavish gifts and dates he goes on with you— Yes, he takes you out on dates. Only for special events or when he's feeling particularly affectionate, but he does it too because he feels he also has a role to fulfill as a doting, providing husband. He'd feel too bad if he just kept you locked up your whole life as his wife (and, also, he wants to test you.. He wants to see if you'll act up in public, and to see if he can trust you). Ivan feels it adds to the aesthetic of a married couple, too.

Besides that, he is INCREDIBLY physically affectionate. He has no sense of personal space at all, which may or may not be a bad thing to you, but regardless, what you think doesn't really matter, and he'll continue to invade it anyways.

He always calls you over to sit on his lap, he sleeps way too close to you, and he's always looming over your shoulder no matter where and what you're doing. As long as he's home, it's GUARANTEED he will be touching you in some way, shape or form.

Because of such things, Ivan is.. prone to getting intimate with you.

Unlike everything else, he actually sort of values your consent when it comes to the bedroom. Yes, he will make advances and be very touchy-feely, and maybe intimidate you a bit, but at the end of the day, if you keep refusing it, he'll let up, but his mood will noticeably be more tense.

Ivan is especially prone to this because clothing is one of his favorite things to gift you, he enjoys dressing you up in things he finds cute. And I mean literally. Whatever he buys for you, be it dresses, coats, or underwear, Ivan will want to be there to undress you and then dress you up in the things he bought himself. You're like his own cute little doll.

Regardless of your gender, Ivan will buy you feminine clothing and accessories. He may even be inclined to forcing you to grow out your hair.

He likes sniffing you. He rests his nose atop your scalp while hugging you, just to breathe in your scent. It calms him like nothing else in the world, and he feels alive again.

And during not-so-often times like these, he'll speak and voice his affections.

"I love you.. We are going to have a great life together."

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Canada

How the relationship started

Matthew would be completely enamored by you just.. noticing him on a regular basis. Nodding your head at him whenever you two walked by each other in the hallway, mumbling a hello whenever you two sat next to each other, and the mere act of your eyes meeting his. Fully looking at him, and not just straight through him. It always left him red and unable to calm his heart for the rest of the day, so it was only natural he'd fall head over heels for you.

His crush on you kept festering day by day, with him being too shy to continue the little interactions you have, and having such little experience with socializing that he wouldn't even know how to continue furthering this "relationship."

Matthew is rather delusional. He spends his days fantasizing about talking to you, hanging out with you, being with you romantically, and, more often than he'd like to admit, rather impure things... all while you're seated next to him, or while you're across from him, a heady stare through his foggy glasses.

Eventually, Matthew starts to believe that you two were already in a romantic relationship, despite being acquaintances at best, and he starts to get really insecure. What if you forget about him someday? What if you stop noticing him, and you just disappear from his life? He believes that other people you notice, any other person you notice, will jeopardize that oh so special relationship you and Matthew clearly have.

So, Matthew bites the bullet, and asks you out for lunch one day. You smiled and blushed at him so brightly as you accepted, and at that moment, he knew he'd dedicate everything he had in his life to worshipping you.

Expectations

Matthew still puts in an effort to appear like a normal boyfriend, unlike Ivan, so your relationship with him would progress much more naturally.

That doesn't mean he hasn't been doing anything weird, though.

Matthew's already been envisioning what it'd be like to have a family and grow old with you the first moment he heard your voice. All you said was, "Good morning." So what more now that you two are in a real, established, romantic relationship?

He fantasizes constantly about clinging to you like a lifeline and crying about how much he loves you, and to hear you feel the same way he does. He wants to pin you beneath him, letting him do all the work, and showing you just how much he loves you, while whispering praises and prayers to you with a crazed, devoted look in his violet eyes.

You two have only been together for three weeks.

...If it wasn't apparent, all he wants is for you to always, always be by his side.

He doesn't care much for appearances or services like Ivan does. If anything, Matthew wants to be the one to do nice things for you, though he would like it too if you did nice stuff for him once in a while. Though, just kissing him on the cheek is enough to keep him overjoyed for like a week straight.

He spends a lot of time doting on you and trying to prolong the time you guys have together for as much as he can. Honestly, for the most part, Matthew would play the role of a normal boyfriend rather well, and your relationship wouldn't be really turbulent, except for, well...

Punishments

Matthew hates it when you have to go. Usually, he very reluctantly drives you back home after a bit of a fight, but he's just so pitiful you could never find it in yourself to be mad at him. I think he'd be the type to cry whenever you two had any sort of disagreement.

When he's lucky, he can get you to stay the night, which absolutely sends him on cloud nine, but it's not often enough for his liking...

Things would boil over, though, when you had to leave earlier than usual because you had to go to do something, like hang out with a friend, visit your mother, anything of the sort, and Matthew gets really upset.

He starts this whole thing of begging you to stay, that "Aren't I more important than them? Please don't leave." and he's tearing up, his shaky fingers holding onto your sleeve.

"Matthew, please, just for tonight."

"I-I don't want you to go, though."

Then he's crying. Harder than he usually does, and he's looking at you like a kicked puppy.

How could you still go after seeing him like that?

Matthew then learns that he can win you over with his tears. If he just cries for you, you'll stay, won't you?

He'd never lay his hands on you, but he'd constantly guilt-trip you and manipulate you for things to go in his favor.

Violence is something he'd see as a last resort, but it's still something he'd use against everyone else and himself, but never you. He hates to hurt others, but if they get in the way of him and you, he'll do it. I feel like people forget that, while nowhere as strong as Alfred is, Matthew is still a pretty strong guy. He wouldn't ever kill anyone, but he'd severely hurt them, and he'd be hiding his face the whole time.

And yes, he'd hurt himself for you. Those crocodile tears are bound to stop working on you someday, and when that time comes, he'll harm himself and say that he'll just keep hurting himself if you aren't with him.

Then you'll just have to run back to him, tend to his wounds, and reassure him that you still love him and that you'll stay.

...But if you keep trying to run, he'll have to just lock you up so you won't look at anyone else ever again.

Rewards

Matthew is affectionate in every sense, though he tends to show it through the way he wants to do anything and everything with you.

He's always holding onto your hands, massaging little circles into it, getting your favorite snacks when he does his groceries, drying your hair after showers, arranging dates and cooking and cleaning for you as much as he can. He's naturally very doting.

He does his best for you, he really does.

Besides acts of service, Matthew just likes to spend time with you. Lazing around with you on the couch, playing with your hair, and gazing right into your eyes like you were heaven-sent. He always has the most lovestruck expression on his face whenever he's with you.

"...You're the only one for me, you know that?" He mumbles, almost as if he doesn't know he's even talking.

And he says this next line with such devotion dripping from his voice that it makes your blood run a little cold.

"...I love you so much. Never leave me.."

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(....guys was that decent. anyways! all art used is mine so if you're reading this, go give the original posts some love on my blog!)

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[hwsing]

hi oh my god that giving head post was something else. if you’ve got the motivation to write, i’d love to see a 2p version if the characters/one with russia, germany, prussia, and romano

giving head pt. 2

warnings/notes: 18+, reader is afab and gender neutral. includes: russia (ivan braginsky), germany (ludwig beilschmidt), and s. italy (lovino vargas). as always, reblogs are appreciated. also, glad you enjoyed the last one! <3

☆ ivan braginsky

ivan can seem a bit reluctant about sexual things at times, but not out of a desire to not partake. in reality, he’s simply unused to intimacy — even if he isn’t a virgin, he can’t help but feel like he’s lacking in experience. this doesn’t get him down, though; he sees it as a learning opportunity, yeah? he’ll encourage you to be vocal about how he makes you feel, and even ask you unintentionally embarrassing questions.

he’ll look up at you from where he was between your legs, sucking on your clit and watching as you tilt your head back in pleasure; he’ll stop to ask if you like that, and he’ll chuckle softly against your cunt as you usher his face back into your cunt. he’s quite patient when it comes to this — even if it takes you nearly an hour to get off, he doesn’t mind. he’ll stay for as long as you want, really; he’s just happy to be wanted.

remember what doja said about big noses? yeah… when he tongue fucks your hole, his nose will absolutely rub against your throbbing clit, offering rough and uncoordinated stimulation to the bud. when he realizes this is happening, he’s quick to practically nuzzle into your cunt, licking up and against the walls of your pussy. he’s gonna be eating you out like a starved man, be warned — over stimulation should be expected, really… when you cling desperately to the bed and mewl about how it’s s’much, it makes him feel so proud of himself — he has to keep going, all the way until you’re twitching and crying.

☆ ludwig beilschmidt

ludwig doesn’t seem reluctant in the same way that ivan does — no, ludwig is just straight up nervous. at first, he’s practically sweating as hes lowering his face to your cunt, and he swears his mouth goes dry and he feels almost light headed while looking at your glistening folds. he is so ridiculously horny, and he feels like a stupid teenager seeing a pussy for the first time — he nearly groans against your cunt the first time he gets a taste, and it’s almost like he’s on autopilot as he wraps his arms around your thighs and pulls you closer.

now, ludwig is the type that is pretty worried about how much you’re enjoying yourself, if he’s making you feel good, etc — and so, he’ll brace through his fears. more often than not, he’s gonna incorporate his hands — let him tie you up so that you’re at complete mercy to him, leaning back to spit on your cunt as he fingers you, watching the glob roll down to your tight ass. his head’s gonna come down to blow on your clit, feeling his cock twitch as you whine out, before latching his lips around your bud while he continues to finger you. your clit is going to feel nearly bruised after from how much he sucks on your clit; he gets way too into this, honestly. he gets off so much from doing this to you and hearing all your reactions, that you should’ve be surprised if he creams his pants during the act.

oh — he’s definitely curious about using toys. if you don’t own any, and he doesn’t, expect him to buy some. it doesn’t have to be anything totally out there, but he wants to at least try a strong vibrator on your clit as his tongue and fingers work on your holes (yes, plural). the thought of you tied up and unable to do anything but squirm while he makes you see stars… it keeps him up at night, he wants to soooo bad please let him. he’s just a closeted pervert.

☆ lovino vargas

this man is so good at this it’s unfunny. he really, really, really wants— no, needs to impress you. he literally has to blow your mind or else he will simply be forced to pass away. with that in mind… expect him to kiss up your leg, holding your gaze as he spreads your thighs — if you hitch, gasp, blush, or have genuinely any sort of reaction, it’s like points added to his confidence and ego. it reassures him that hey, he’s actually making you happy — and so, he’s wonderfully generous. you’ll feel his calloused hands caress and grop your thighs and ass softly as he kisses up to your cunt, before licking up your folds.

lovino has experience. he knows his way around a lovers body — he doesn’t rush things, no, he takes his time. he appreciates how you taste, the way your spine arches into his touch, the sounds of pleasure you make; his tongue will swirl around your sensitive bud that’s aching from his teasing, and he gets fight off the grin tugging at his plump lips as you whine. making you feel good makes him feel good — it’s a mutual exchange, really.

he’s not necessarily going to go out of his way to overstimulate you, but there really are times when he’ll rest his head against your thigh and look up at you pleadingly after you pulled him off your cunt by his hair. he’ll ask you for just one more — he’s gonna follow it up with some sickeningly sweet words, too, telling you all about how good you taste and how much he loves your cunt, how much he craves it — when you cave, he’s eager to get back into your cunt, greedily licking up all your juices. although, he will get horribly flustered if you praise him, and he’ll grumble about how you’re distracting him.

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Feline Fiasco

Hetalia x Reader

This is written for a female reader but there isn't really anything specific that would suggest that besides a few references. If you want to read, I'm not going to stop you.

Also (Y/n) is completely uninterested in the countries for the majority of this, all she's interested in is the cats. This is way fluffier than anything else I've posted, which is two things, and this part is relatively America-centric because (Y/n) works for him. This is also way less quality work than those two posts but idk deal with it?

There is more to this but it's unfinished and I'll probably never post it. My friend also helped with the cat names so if you don't like them... uh assume that they chose them. One last note, I thought it would be funny to write the accents so you also have to deal with that.

As one of the many secretaries working in the White House, it was actually quite a surprise to you that you ended up as the main secretary to the human personification of the U.S.A.

Because of this, you had become quite close to Mr. F. Jones and more importantly: his cat.

You couldn't help but coo at the adorable and floofy feline. Sure, you should probably finish filing those papers, but national security can wait a few more minutes. Besides you couldn't resist the allure of the purr. It would be an understatement to say, when you learned that the other personifications also had furry friends of their own, you were excited.

America didn't want you interacting with the other countries, especially not Russia. But you honestly didn't care and you weren't the recording secretary for those meetings, so it's not like you were in attendance anyways. That somehow didn't stop you from having to tag along and meeting more nation cats; of which you weren't sure why they had brought them along in the first place. It's not like you were complaining.

Ball of fur after ball of fur. No cat went un-petted. Except for Germany's cat; he had evaded you time and time again. But no longer! For today was the last day and you were going to pet that cat if it was the last thing you did.

There it was. It's sleek black fur, the ribbon in Germany's signature colors around its neck, and that always alert look on its face. He would evade you no more. You crouched down in your very inflexible pencil skirt and prepared to pounce.

"Vhat are jou doing?" A voice thick with a German accent called out, startling you and the cat who decided to bound back towards him and into his arms.

"Uhhhh." You blanked.

"You're America's secretary right? Vat vere jou trying to do to my cat?" He questioned, eyes narrowing with suspicion.

You gulped and tried to explain your actions in a way that didn't sound absolutely ridiculous.

"I-uh. I wanted to pet your cat and… he kept evading me and I thought if I snuck up on him that I could pet him." You looked away and pitifully whispered, "Sorry."

"If jou vanted to pet him, all you had to do was ask."

"Really!?" Your eyes lit up and you looked up at the German with pure and unbridled excitement. He coughed and looked away with a slight blush resting on his cheeks.

"Of course." He held the cat out. You, with no hesitation whatsoever, immediately started to adore and love the cat, even shifting it from Germany's arms to your own.

As you continued to pet the cat, who despite his earlier refusal, seemed quite happy, you asked Germany a question. "My name's (Y/n). What's yours if you're willing to share? No pressure though."

His eyes widened a bit before he shook it off and gave you an answer. "Ludwig Beilschmidt." He responded, studying his cat. "Germouser seems to like jou."

You could barely stifle a laugh at the name he had given to the black cat. He sensed your amusement and gave an explanation.

"Feli- Italy named him. I vas going to name him Johann or something similar. Italy was zoroughly horrified by my suggestions and vould not rest until I vent vith his."

You smiled at the Italian's antics and shook your head with amusement. "Germouser is a fine name for an absolutely wonderful cat."

Germany seemed to get flustered again as he watched you coo at his cat, completely ignoring his presence. He would have just left him with you, but the meeting was starting soon and he didn't want to be late. Luckily for him, America decided to pop around the corner, demanding your attention. So you were forced to give up the precious kitty cat and return with Mr. Jones.

Alfred was annoyed. Not at you but at everyone else. Why did they have any right to be around you? You were an American citizen. His citizen. Sure, all you were really interested in was their cats. But what if you thought that they and their cats were so cool that you left him and went to live in a different country instead? He couldn't let that happen.

"So, (Y/n), dude, broette." He said on the way to the meeting room. "Here's the deal."

You gave him a look and raised an eyebrow.

"I need someone to watch Hero for me and my sitter flaked so you're gonna be watching him." He fingered-gunned at you and stars seemed to shine in the air around him. This, of course, was nothing new to you. It wasn’t like you would have rather been attending the meeting anyways.

So you stayed in a different unoccupied meeting room with a lovely, furry friend. It wasn't until he started hissing at a corner that you were in trouble.

"Hero, what's wrong?" You asked, concerned at the agitated cat. His tail bristled up and his ears flattened down as he took a defensive position. Out of nowhere another fluffy cat waltzed in from the very corner that Hero had been hissing at. It was Boris, a cat that belonged to Russia.

You hadn't actually gotten to pet him yet because to be honest, you were also scared of Russia. But… He wasn't around… and his cat was. And his cat was purring.

That was about all the reasoning that you needed to brush past Hero and scoop Boris up into your arms. The former started yowling for your attention and followed you as you went to sit down with the Russian cat.

You laid down on the plush carpeted floor and lifted the cat that you were holding up above you. Boris’ fluffy body was placed onto your chest and he immediately started purring louder once he got comfortable. He nuzzled his face into your neck, much to the annoyance of the American cat. Hero yowled at you and pawed at Boris, desperately trying to get him off.

Boris only gave him a smug look in return and kneaded into you, further solidifying his spot. Hero decided that it wasn’t worth the fight and that he was going to get his owner to remove the Russian cat and put him back into his mother’s lap: aka you.

The surprisingly smart and agile cat leapt around the room and pushed down the door handle, slipping out through the crack. You didn’t notice this as you were currently immersed in the bliss of a cat sitting on you and letting you pet it.

Eventually the purring lulled you into a peaceful and warm slumber, the two of you deciding to take a cat nap.

It would be Russia who found you first. Ivan realized that his cat had gone missing and he honestly didn’t care enough about the meeting to stay. It's not like anyone would try to stop him.

So as Hero bounded down the halls towards the meeting room, Mr. Ivan Braginsky came from the other direction; his sense of where his cat was at any one moment was completely uncanny.

The Russian gradually opened the wooden door and it quietly opened without any resistance. He turned his head towards where he heard purring and was met with a surprising sight. It was America’s secretary, with his cat, lying, with his cat.

You were breathing softly and the movements of your chest moving up and down also moved Boris. Ivan couldn’t help but faintly smile at the sight. Said cat opened a singular eye to acknowledge the new presence in the room. He flicked his tail and settled back into his spot. Not wanting to bother you or the cat, Ivan pulled out a chair and sat down. 

He pulled out some paperwork, seemingly from nowhere, and began to work on it. The sounds of your quiet breathing, combined with the light purr from Boris, made for a calming work environment. 

As the three of you remained in peaceful bliss, another kitty cat was running around the corner on the never ending search for food. Itabby trotted up and down the corridors looking for an open door that might lead to some food that didn’t come from England. Her golden fur glimmered as the sun shined through the many windows in the building. She looked over at a door that had opened slightly and was too blinded by the thought of food to notice the scarily familiar scent coming from the room.

Itabby scampered over to the door but screeched and meowed as she was sent flying by an American blonde and his equally irritated cat. She tentatively peered around the door at the scene forming.

“HEY!” Alfred yelled, startling both you and the cat. You shot up straight, Boris falling into your lap. “What are you doing with her?!” He yelled again, getting his face up into Ivan’s. The other man gave him an unamused look and stood up, towering over him. Alfred, despite this, did not back down and continued to stare angrily at him.

“Go away.” The white-haired male said, his accent heavy as he crossed his arms. “You have startled them with your unnecessary noise. You are just like the rest of your country.”

The air tensed and became heavier as the seconds went on. They began to size each other up as Hero, ironically, “heroically” walked proudly over to you and with his front paws, pushed Boris off of your lap. He quickly took his place and started purring. Boris’ fur began to puff up as he hunched down and prepared to pounce. His back legs flexed and he made the jump, sending both him and Hero flying towards their fighting owners, who were remarkably somehow not in a physical fight. Yet.

You very quickly realized that you did not want to be in the middle of  two superpowers fighting and quietly took your leave. (E/c) eyes met feline amber ones and you swept up the cat and made your escape, leaving behind the feuding men and cats.

Itabby snuggled into your arms as you finally slowed down to catch your breath. Her round tail whooshed back and forth as you tiredly walked through the long hallway. The two of you eventually ended up in the rose gardens of the meeting building. The area was well taken care of and beautiful if you did say so yourself. The meeting was taking place in England and Mr. Jones had told you about how the Brit enjoyed gardening, so it made sense as to why it was here.

Speaking of the British, you spotted a fluffy feline shape from the corner of your eye. It was deeper into the gardens and among the trees. Itabby finally decided that it was time to go and return to her owner. She gracefully leaped out of your arms and landed on all fours and trotted off to beg Italy for some pasta. You instead continued your approach to the cat, which at this point, you could tell was a Scottish Fold.

The left side of his face was brown and so was his tail. Alike to his owner, he seemed to have what you assumed were some kind of eyebrows and when he opened his eyes to look at you, his olive eyes stared into yours. He flicked his tail and layed back down onto the wall that he was laying on. His collar jingled as he moved and you quietly moved up to him. On the gold circle attached to the same olive color collar, was a name.

‘Scone’ You thought. ‘Oh my god. This is the most English cat name I have ever seen.’

You almost started laughing but the smoldering glare the cat gave you made you think otherwise. The stone wall was surprisingly cold for the summer sun and as you sat down, you took a look at Scone. He seemed to still be quite grumpy, but he knew you from earlier in the week, so he was not alarmed. You lifted up and moved your left arm forward to start petting him.

Scone was soft and clearly well-taken care of. His fur was clean and had no knots or dirt insight, despite laying around a garden for half a day. You continued your actions and the both of you started to fall back into slumber. Your hand hovered on the back of the feline and your head slumped alongside your body.

It was peaceful. With birds chirping and the wind lightly blowing. There was a river babbling somewhere in the background and it made for a serene scene. The only reason he had let you pet him was because you had fed him earlier in the week. He didn’t have his collar at that point so this was the first time you had gotten his name. Your eyes closed as you recalled the event from a couple of days prior.

The day after the plane landed you were on the hunt for felines. Armed with some cat food, a retractable mouse-on-a-stick and hope, you made your way around the building England had set aside for housing the rampant countries, and byproduct, their cats. France’s cat, Monsieur, was an absolute attention wh-. He really liked attention, and would rub himself against your leg anytime the two of you crossed paths. It’s not like France, or Francis, was much better.

It’s not like you minded petting him. He was adorable after all. The cat, not Francis. But you had wanted to meet as many other cats as you could and so you had to stop by Francis’ room multiple times to drop off Monsieur.

“Je suis désolé.” He said, taking Monsieur out of your arms. “He keeps getting out. But I guess he knows when there’s a lovely lady around.”

You ignored his attempts at flirting and instead scratched Monsieur’s chin one last time before leaving. He purred at you and while you felt bad about leaving him, you were on a mission! Besides, you had a certain Japanese cat to track down. Monsieur meowed at you as you walked down the hallway and if you didn’t know better you’d say so did Francis.

Either way, nothing was going to stop you from petting Tama, Japan’s cat. He was an adorable little black and white feline with the cutest little bob for a tail. You had actually spotted him earlier and was about to go up to him before Monsieur literally jumped into your arms, demanding attention. Of course you weren’t going to say no so Tama quickly left your sight as you went to return Monsieur. 

Wait, isn't Monsieur just sir in French? Oh well there was no time to think about questionable cat names, this building was full of them.

Monsieur wasn’t the only attention whore of a cat. Prussia’s cat, Purrussia, wasn’t much better. He would follow you down hallways and meow with his scratchy meow at you while Austria’s cat, Allegro, whined behind him. He literally tried to jump up at you a few times.

Of course both of them were interrupted when Hero ran straight at you and tackled you like a professional linebacker. You had thought that it was mostly fluff, but no, apparently Hero could pack a punch. He knocked the wind out of you as you fell backwards onto the tiled floor. The cat sat proudly on you and looked around like he was waiting for something or someone. Whoever he was waiting for, however, wouldn’t show up fast enough to see Purrussia return the favor and tackle Hero off of you, much to Allegro’s horror. 

The white cat had a German ribbon as well but it looked like it was fraying at the edges. The reason you were bringing this up was because Hero was currently using one of the edges to try to choke Purrussia and Allegro was using the other to try to pull Purrussia away from Hero. Neither was really working and all it was really doing was making Purrussia more and more agitated.

“PURRUSSIA!!!” A shrill voice yelled out from down the hallway.

The cats stopped their roughhousing to see two of the countries barrelling down towards them. Well Prussia was. Austria was slowly walking over, looking more inconvenienced than anything else.

“Purrussia! Purrussia!” Prussia reiterated, pulling his cat up by its arms. “Did jou vin?!”

Everyone but the two Prussians stared in disbelief at his statement. The albino feline furiously nodded his head and if he could have talked you would have imagined that he would have been saying, ‘I’m awesome!’

Hero angrily meowed down below, as if to oppose Purrussia’s non-verbal statement. Allegro just haughtily licked his paw and stuck his nose up as if to pretend that he was disgusted with their fighting as if he hadn’t just been a part of it. Austria picked up his in-denial cat and you picked up Hero who calmed down as soon as you did. 

“Sorry about him.” You said, brushing his unruly fur down with your hand. “He gets a little competitive.”

“Ja. It’s fine.” Austria said, petting his own cat. “Purrussia is not much better.”

“HEY!” Prussia yelled. “My awesome Purrussia is doing his best! And besides, at least he actually does something!”

“Jour cat picked a fight vith a vall (wall) Gilbert.” Austria sassed.

“Vell jour cat’s piano playing is trash!”

Austria gave a gasp of horror before inching closer to the Prussian.

“Jou take zat back, RIGHT NOW!”

Prussia just laughed, still letting Purrussia’s back paws dangle as he held him like one would a toddler. He got in close to the Austrian’s face, smiling deviously at him.

“Nein.”

He suddenly, while still holding Purrussia, took off, running away from Austria. He wasn’t far behind though and you could hear the man yelling in German all the way down the far corridor.

“Well Hero.” You said, looking down at the cat who had made himself very comfortable. “That was weird.”

He just snuggled closer to you and you sighed. You scratched him once more before heading down the opposite hallway. The destination was clear, before you could continue your cat quest, you’d have to get this one safely back to its owner.

You suddenly snapped back to reality, still sitting on the wall. The sun was now high in the sky and the spot underneath you was no longer cold. You were especially warm as you now had a Scottish Fold sitting comfortably upon your lap. Quietly cooing at the cat, you looked to see if there was any way to escape your furry prison. The most important rule of cats: once a cat sits on you, you’re not moving until they do.

You sighed, legs uncomfortably stiff. Scone was far more content and his bushy tail occasionally brushed against your leg. It was incredibly cute but it didn’t make your back stop hurting from being hunched over for the last half hour.

Voices came from farther within the garden. There were two people currently engaged in a soft conversation. You caught bits and pieces of it; there was a man with a British accent and a man with what you thought was American until you heard him say ‘aboot.’ You couldn’t help but snicker at your own observation, disturbing Scone in the process.

He scornfully meowed at you and you offered pets in an apology. Around the corner turned Scone’s owner and a man who looked incredibly similar to America. They both turned to look at you when the Scottish Fold you were fondling stretched out to impossible lengths and complained like a cat while he did it. England looked down at your lap to see his cat very happily cushioned on your thighs. The man next to him was also holding a cat who again looked very similar to America’s.

They were clearly different though. This man’s hair was more auburn and his eyes were a shade of impossible purple. There was also more of a wave to it whereas America’s hair was as straight as hair comes. Familiarity lit up in your eyes, not for the man however.

“Maple!” You exclaimed, wanting to go to the cat but also not willing to disturb the one on you. “How have you been?”

The men stared at you, wondering if you were talking to them or the cat. Of course Maple himself answered this as he jumped out of his owner’s arms and darted over to you. He gracefully climbed up the small wall and placed himself down by you. Scone was on your lap and he was nicer than Hero so as to not push him off. You moved one of your arms to pet Maple and kept the other on Scone. They were so cute you felt like you were going to explode.

“Oh.” A quiet voice spoke out. It came from the man behind England. “You’re Alfred’s secretary right?”

You smiled and nodded at the man. “And I assume that means you’re Canada, right?”

He looked a tad taken aback before nodding himself. “Yeah…” He trailed off and England instead picked up the conversation.

“I thought you were supposed to be watching his furrball cat, Hero.” He walked over and leaned against the wall.

“I was. But then he and Boris got into a catfight… and then America and Russia got into a catfight.”

Canada laughed in the background but quickly covered it up. England stared at Scone, looking to see if there was anyway to get him off of you without being scratched himself. He had enough injuries, that should have scarred had he not been a country, from the cat. He shivered a bit, though also began to pet the feline, scratching his under the chin.

“That sounds like those two.”

You hummed in agreement, continuing your affections. Canada also came over to pet his own cat who ironically did smell like maple syrup. 

“Can I make you the villain of this story?” You asked England, gesturing to Scone. “I do actually have somewhere I need to be.”

“Oh I suppose I can assume that role.” He mused, carefully picking up his cat. He was not happy to be moved but England just shushed him.

Canada also picked up his cat who was slightly nicer about the whole thing. He fidgeted with Maple’s ear as he held him.

“I’m Matthew.” He said, carefully shifting Maple so he could put one arm out to shake your hand.

You finished the formal greeting. “I’m (Y/n).”

The other blonde butted in from the background. “I’m Arthur, love.”

“It’s very nice to formally meet both of you. Seeing you from across a meeting room doesn’t really count.” You smiled and gave a small pat to each of the feline’s heads. “Well I wasn’t kidding about needing to get somewhere. I really didn’t mean to get stopped as long as I did.” 

You playfully glared at the Scottish Fold sitting comfortably in his owner's arms. He promptly ignored you, instead turning around cutely. England apologized but you told him it was fine. You were at least 50% sure that Mr. Jones was probably still fighting with Russia. Those two really were like angry cats. You waved the two men off and went on your way to find out the answer to that question.

Instead of coming across two feuding superpowers, you came across two of the Asian nations’ cats. You had already met them both but this was the first time you were seeing them together. Tama was sitting up high on a shelf while China’s cat, Meowzedong, was angrily meowing at him from down below. Everytime he tried to climb up, Tama would use a paw and swipe a book or other object down at him.

You flinched as a very breakable, very expensive-looking, vase crashed down. It was this movement that alerted the two cats to your presence and Meowzedong wasted no time at all to come over to you and complain. Now you couldn’t exactly speak cat but you got the jist.

Bending down, you carefully picked up the cat. Meowzedong always had a weird clump of fur that looked almost like a ponytail that, no matter how much China cut it, always grew back. He yowled at you and pointed a furry paw in Tama’s direction. The other cat had already loafed on top of the high shelf and you looked at him, back at Meowzedong, back at Tama, and then back at Meowzedong again.

“I don’t know how tall you think I am but I’m not that tall.”

Meowzedong just narrowed his eyes and meowed at you again. You sighed, looking back at Tama. If he had a long enough tail to flick it at you he would’ve. Sensing the futility of his quest, Meowzedong instead spread himself out in your arms and if you didn’t know better you would have said that he was mocking Tama. And if you really didn’t know better you’d say that it was working and that the bobtail was getting more irritated by the second. The personifications might have had to act cordial but their cats had no such qualms.

Finally, Tama de-loafed himself and gracefully hopped down a few other layers before reaching the bottom. He gracefully walked over to you and sat on your foot… Well shoot. What were you supposed to do now?

So here you were, from one cat prison to the next. Standing in the middle of some random, out-of-the-way hallway because the nations’ cats were all attention-hogging, though very adorable, brats.

You didn’t know how much time had actually passed. There was no clock in the hallway, you didn’t wear a watch, and both of your hands were occupied so you couldn’t check your phone. As cute as they were, your legs felt like they were about to collapse in on themselves. You couldn’t even shift how you were standing because Tama had taken it upon himself to lay across both of your shoes. Your arms also felt like they were going to fall off at any second. Meowzedong wasn’t a particularly heavy cat but try holding anything over five pounds for longer than five minutes.

You were desperately hoping that either they would finally get bored and leave or someone would come to save you. Wow you guessed you really did need a “Hero” right about now… Dammit you thought that referencing needing a hero in your head would magically summon America or his equally hotheaded cat.

“Tama. Meowzedong.” You murmured. “Can you please get off?” You hoped to whatever god or gods were out there that they didn’t hear the desperation in your voice. Never show weakness to a cat.

The two cats made eye contact with each other for a moment and seemed to come to an agreement. Meowzedong stretched his body out before jumping onto the ground. Tama did the same but instead greeted Meowzedong when he landed.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration if you said that you collapsed onto the wooden floor below. You quickly got up however as you didn’t want them to see it as another chance to sit on you. At least not right now. You pulled out your phone to see all of the messages and calls you missed. You had put it on silent while watching Hero and forgot to turn it back to vibrate.

‘Oh my god Mr. Jones called me twenty-three times.’ You thought, frantic. ‘I’m gonna be in so much trouble!’

You raced down the hallway, startling a group of micronations as you went. There was no time to apologize! You had to keep your job! If not for you then for the cats!

Not even thinking to knock you burst open the door where America was staying, side note why wasn’t it locked? And were greeted with the sight of!... Mr. Jones… crying? His cat looked pretty dejected too and was currently hanging himself off the side of the bed like a rug.

“Sir?” His head shot up to look at you.

He quickly snapped his head back away, mushing at his face in an attempt to try to make it seem like he wasn’t crying.

“(Y-Y/n)” He stuttered for a second, before immediately going back to the hero persona. “Where’ve you been!?”

“Are you okay?” You ignore him, instead asking your own question.

You titiled your body to look at what he was looking at… Was that a framed picture of you?!

It didn’t matter because he was very quickly all in your face again. You could see what seemed to be a rapidly healing black eye and a tooth that hadn’t fully regrown in yet as he smiled at you. Just how long was he fighting with Russia for?

You sat him down on his bed, considering if you should even bother getting a medkit for him. Either way you ended up spending the rest of the day with him, watching movies and sitting what you considered a good ways away from each other on the plush couch. He apparently had a nicer room in all of England’s properties from when he used to live there during parts of the year.

Hero filled the gap in-between you of which America was mildly annoyed about. He kept trying to get you to use ‘Alfred’ but you insisted that it was unprofessional. He’d close the gap one day.

#hetalia x reader #hetalia #hws france x reader #hws america x reader #hws england x reader #hws canada x reader #hws russia x reader #hws china x reader #hws italy x reader #hws germany x reader #hws japan x reader #hws austria x reader #america x reader #canada x reader #england x reader #france x reader #russia x reader #china x reader #italy x reader #germany x reader #japan x reader #austria x reader #hws prussia x reader #prussia x reader #nekotalia

[married-to-google-translater]

Can I request Russia x female reader where S/O tells Ivan how much she loves him? He's a big sweetie who needs love! (Just some cute stuff where someone says that they love Russia without being creepy and related to him)

This GIF is gold lol.

Ivan Braginski

You and Ivan would have a really good relationship.

Except that he would be a little unsure that you would leave him.

You wouldn't be the first person.

Some days he would be more insecure than others.

And on those days, he would need reassurance that you love him.

Or you don't and you notice that a tracker has appeared on your phone XD

Today would be one of those days when he would be insecure and need love.

Maybe he had a nightmare where you left him.

And even if this was a dream it would shock him badly.

Ivan would need you to tell him how much you love him…

And of course lots of hugs and kisses.

One kiss is definitely not enough.

This goes on for at least half an hour.

If you also tell him verbally how much you love him that would also help a lot.

Bonus points if you can speak Russian...

Ivan would really feel better.

He would really believe you when you said you don't want to leave him.

You might still get a tracker on your phone… Because why not.

#Hetalia #hetalia x reader #hetalia x you #hetalia imagine #hetalia imagines #hetalia headcanon #hetalia headcanons #hetalia russia #ivan braginsky #ivan brangiski #ivan x reader #ivan brangiski x reader #russia x reader #russia imagines #russia imagine #Russia headcanon #russia headcanons #aph #aph x reader

[brianlesshetaliawritings]

Can you do yandere canada and russia after they stop their darling from escape with a bit of violence like broken bone? Like how they treat y/n after that

Yandere Canada and Russia after breaking his darling's leg. (to stop them escaping)

would it be bad to say im excited to write this? idk. i got to thinking and decided i'll go with a broken leg if ya don't mind, sorry. also, sorry again for taking so long. and also like, sorry if this sucks ass??.. i didnt pass writing class if you can tell. but uhh.. ya, this is probably really bad so im sorry. :( another note: I JUST FUCKING REALIZED THAT THIS WAS PROBABLY A REQUEST FOR AFTERWARDS OH MY GOD IM STUPID I WAS GONNA WRITE THE WHOLE PROCESS AND SHIT😭 I NEVER READ SHIT ALL THE WAY ISTG

tw: violence, broken bones, abuse, force feeding, similar stuff

!! yandere content. if you can't handle any behavior possibly seen in a yandere please don't read this. !! (example; obsessive, stalkery, possessive, violent, or generally horrid behaviour.)

Canada

Canada honestly hated having to do this, but he really felt like he had to. That and he was just really pissed. Like a lot. Like screaming, hitting, and punching type pissed. But, again, doesn't like seeing you hurt.

After he absolutely destroyed your lower calf and beat you for a while he spent a minute staring at you, a bit in a daze, until eventually suddenly snapping out it and quickly bringing you home to properly care for the damage he has afflicted upon you.

He was way gentle afterwards, bandaging and disinfecting the wounds with much care and as thuroughly as possible. Though, it was clear he wasn't just going to let this off the hook with the way he decided to directly tie you to a hook on the wall, with very little wiggle room and no way to move more than maybe a foot.

Your progress in all the freedom you acquired was not only reset, but even worse than where you first got here. It's uncomfortable, even with the pilow he provided you. You're no longer allowed to have your hands free in general, and he has to feed you instead of letting you do it yourself. When you need to use the restroom you have two minutes in there until he starts asking what you're doing in there.

It wasn't really all that painful though outside of the ache of the previous abuse he made you endure. That and the occasional ache from the limitted positions you have at your disposal, don't worry though. Every three days he'll switch your spot so you'll at the very least have a different view to look at. In general, he isn't the worst to have, but definitely not the quickest to forget. You'll be stuck doing this for another month or two before he even considers giving you the slightest of freedoms.

Russia

Ivan is not nearly as lenient as Canada. Hell, after he beats the life out of you, probably breaking more than just your leg, he decides to lock you up in the basement—the cold, empty basement. He drags you to the stairs, shoves you down, and locks the door before ditching you for the next day or so.

Eventually, though, he returns, purely to ensure you don't die. You've been bad, but he'd never want you dead. It would be a lonely world without you by his side. His hands roughly push you around as he wraps you up in bandages and drenches your wounds, rubbing the stuff off with a washcloth afterward. He forces you to be tied up in a position where the majority of your bones will heal correctly, besides the leg. If the leg is messed up, that'll make any future attempts all the harder for you, which is what he wants.

Once he's done with that, it'll be another two days. No food, no water, no warmth, no him. Just sitting in the basement without pain medicine, starving, perhaps freezing, as he does nothing to help you with frostbite or hypothermia. Though, as expected, he returns yet again, and this time with food. The force-feeding will be rough, and you'll likely choke a couple of times, but honestly, it's better than you having been starving earlier.

This will be your life for two or so weeks, rotting in the basement, with your only human interaction being when you need to eat or maybe even for the restroom. The good news, though, is that Russia isn't a very patient man. Even if he's frustrated, he misses you a lot. So you'll be freed rather quickly compared to Canada, funny enough. Or at least, freed from the basement, that is.

Don't take this as him forgetting, though. Oh no, he remembers. You're only this lucky because he loves you, okay? You'll never know any of the freedoms you might've had in the past, and you're pretty much stuck with being tied or trapped for the rest of your miserable life. The only thing that'll really change is just the quality of how he'll treat you, the comfort in which you'll be provided, and your setting. So have fun, dear reader, and good luck. You'll need it.

#yandere hetalia #yandere aph canada #yandere canada #yandere hws canada #canada x reader #aph canada x reader #hetalia x reader #yandere russia #yandere aph russia #yandere hws russia #russia x reader #aph russia x reader #hws canada x reader #hws russia x reader

[moonami]

Today i present to you guys, Reddish Afternoon's Y/N new design! She is finally a less weird looking MC! Goodbye to the helmet, hello to a mask!

this are some sketches done in my more Realistic proportioned style, what do you guys think of her new appearence?

I would describe this new her as a bit quirky an maybe sassier than the anterior Y/N

#Reddish Afternoon #aph russia #aph america #aph china #ivan braginsky #alfred f jones #alfred freedom jones #wang yao #fake otome #fake hetalia game #otome game #dating sim #china x reader #america x reader #russia x reader #male yandere #yandere hetalia #ヘタリア #moonami #yandere x reader #gun tw

[sleepingdeath-light]

OH. MY. WORD. I had no clue you were into Hetalia as well!

Might I request some dating headcanons for Russia and/or America with a fem! S/O? Fluff or smut is up to you really!

Smut Headcanons | America & Russia (18+)

thank you for requesting, anon!

reader is assumed as being female and (separately) in a relationship with the respective characters

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

Alfred F. Jones / America

alfred is a dominant leaning switch who has a bad habit of getting a bit too big for his boots, so to speak

like he’ll present himself as this experienced masculine dominant who can give you everything you want and more — but he’ll be rather tightlipped about his bratty submissive side until it comes up

massive sadomasochist with a preference for branding and biting over other forms of marking — though he’s always up for using swatches and paddles if you ask him to

as a dom he has no preference for positions so long as he’s in control and is happy to be a top or a power bottom — just as eager to have you ride him as he is to flip you over, fold you nearly in half and ravish you to his heart’s content

as a sub he’ll go for one of two things depending on if you’re penetrating him or if you’re using him to penetrate you; for the former he’s a fan of doggy style and for the latter he’ll go for anything where you’re on top

if you ever call the safe word he’ll stop immediately and become rather sheepish and apologetic as he checks you over for injuries — he gets it, though, even he forgets his own strength at times

is a big fan of risk taking in the bedroom so he’ll be up for any public or semi-public acts you bring up (hell one of his biggest fantasies is you going down on him during a meeting — under the table where nobody can see you, of course)

isn’t shy about your sex life and is incredibly prideful about his body and abilities — so he’s both happy to brag about how good you feel and how many times he made you come and eager to send/receive sexts and nudes

phone sex is a damn near must — as is mutual masturbation (he just really likes watching you get off)

is open to pegging or any other use of toys in the bedroom

if you want to get him on his knees for you (and don’t mind getting your clothes ripped off of you), then just wear some lingerie or otherwise sexy clothes in the colours of his flag

Ivan Braginsky / Russia

ivan tends to bottom out of necessity — letting you take the reins as to ensure that he doesn’t forget himself and hurt you

is happy to guide and manhandle you into whatever position you’d like, but he won’t do anything to hurt you too much or risk doing so (he loves you too much to do that)

he’s rather well endowed so thorough foreplay and preparation is an absolute must if you want to be up and walking after the fact

he’s vocal during sex but he isn’t loud, mostly limiting himself to grunts, groans and deep whispers in both russian and english about how good you feel and taste and look for him

enjoys having you sit on his face when receiving oral — both for the view and the assurance that you have the space to move away if it gets too much

that being said he does have a distinct sadistic streak that he’ll only bring out if you ask him — and even then he’ll hold back out of fear of going too far (as he has in the past)

you’ll end up using the colour system during your rougher sessions (green=go, amber=shaky, red=stop)

spanking is used as a punishment and he’ll happily deliver it to your ass or your sex depending on what you’ve agreed on

marking for ivan tends to correlate with knife play and cutting — but he’d be happy to let you mark him in whatever way you prefer

is neutral to thigh riding itself, but loves it when you try to take control and get so needy for him that you’d resort to that (plus the view is a bonus)

the easiest way to fluster him is to send him a picture of you nude or in a state of undress on his bed — guarantee that he won’t be able to focus for the rest of the day

#sleepingdeath #female reader #smut #minors dni #minors do not interact #minors fuck off #hetalia x reader #hetalia smut #smut headcanons #america x reader #russia x reader #hetalia america x reader #hetalia russia x reader #first fandom request

[darkwaltz-blog]

Hello! Could you write allies with a girlfriend, who is easily aroused and has a lot of sexual desire?

ALLIES X S/O WITH A LOT OF SEXUAL DESIRE.

Warning: +18 content.

Sorry for the slow updates, I've been a bit busy the last few weeks. But I'm finally here again! ^^

Arthur Kirkland [England]

He's too proud to admit it, but he loves the idea that his S/O is always craving his touch, somehow it makes him feel wanted and boosts his ego.

Arthur has quite a few fantasies and hidden desires, but due to how busy he is, he never pays enough attention to them. An S/O with a high libido helps him a lot to be himself sexually. In the depths of the mind of the distinguished English gentleman, there is an evil being who enjoys subjecting his partner to punishment and obedience games.

If his partner tries to provoke him in public, Arthur blushes terribly as he quietly scolds her to stop. From there, your partner has two paths to choose from:

-If you stop, he will thank you and gently take your hand and place it in his lap.

-If you continue, prepare to be punished when you get home, suffering from the denial of your orgasm while your sadistic boyfriend insults you with the dirtiest language you have ever heard.

Francis Bonnefoy [France]

Francis would love to have a partner who is easily aroused. He knows how to show his love in different ways, but his preferred love language will always be physical.

He is a great connoisseur in sexual matters, he is a know-it-all who will always be above his partner in this regard.

He is a fan of communication. Since before starting the relationship, he has had a conversation with his partner where limits are set. He hates making his partner uncomfortable.

He loves when his partner is the one who initiates the intimate moments, the feeling of being needed turns him on instantly.

He is aware of how easy it is to stimulate his S/O, he loves to tease her with naughty comments or touches, and as soon as she gets turned on, Francis ignores her for a moment just to see her necessary reaction.

If his partner can't speak French, he whispers obscenities in his mother tongue just because he likes to see his S/O's confused face.

Alfred F. Jones [America]

Alfred doesn't have that high a sex drive, but he wouldn't mind having a partner who does. He loves physical contact, and he is someone with a lot of energy, and he shows it a lot in sex.

This boy is usually quite unaware of what is happening around him, most of the time his partner must be very direct with him and tell him what he wants.

He would enjoy watching his partner slip between his legs while he plays video games. He loves it when his S/O surprises him at random times and shows how much he wants his attention.

Alfred is usually very careless with his partner, he doesn't realize that traveling from one place to another doing different things takes him away from his affective responsibilities. His partner should have a talk where she discusses her main needs that she wants to be satisfied by him. It is best to be clear with Alfred if you want to get anywhere.

Ivan Braginski [Russia]

Ivan is very nervous about having an S/O with a huge sexual appetite. He is quite naive in this type of subject, but he works hard to reach the same level of experience as his partner. He is someone who learns fast.

This man is hungry for affection, he doesn't care if the only way to receive it is sexually.

Ivan is someone with a lot of insecurities. There are times when his mind fills with pessimistic thoughts that discourage him and make him paranoid: "If I always do the same thing with her, will she get bored with me?", "If I don't spend the time she wants, will she get someone else?", "does she love me or just wants me to have sex?"

Despite everything, he is someone quite accommodating, his partner only needs to tell him that she is eager to be touched, and he will devote his full attention to her.

He is extremely bad at understanding hints and double meanings. If one day his partner sits on his lap and starts kissing him (with obvious intentions of having sex), Ivan will think that his S/O just wants a cuddle and kiss session; he will limit himself to that unless his beloved tells him what she wants.

Matthew Williams [Canada]

Matthew is grateful to have a partner with a high sexual desire. Many people may see him as disinterested in such matters, but he has so many desires that he is eager to let it flow only with the person he loves.

He may seem like an innocent person, but once his partner gives him notice of how much he wants to be touched, the introverted Canadian turns into a complete stranger who won't stop until he takes her lover's breath away.

His stamina for sex is impressive, and this is even more evident when he receives praise from his partner. She just needs to tell him what a good boy he is, to get him turned on again. He lives for praise!

He loves that his partner is able to be easily aroused as he is too and is always in the mood to cater to his partner's sexual needs as well as himself. He doesn't mind that this happens in the least appropriate places, since he is not ashamed to freely express his sexual life.

Yao Wang [China]

Yao has been in existence for quite a few years, he has run into countless people. Meeting someone with a high libido would not be a surprise to him, however, it would still take work tailored to a relationship with such a partner.

He would have a lot of trouble adjusting to a relationship where his partner has a large sexual appetite. This man has lived for a long time, and many of the old customs have inadvertently stayed with him, based on that, Yao makes clear to his mistress certain conditions such as limiting any sexual proposals to the bedroom.

Yao is often embarrassed by many things, and her partner's continual sexual advances are included.

He's a fan of cute things, and seeing his darling blushing and panting under him is one of the most adorable sights he's ever seen, he tries so hard not to break down seeing his partner in that state.

#hetalia allies #hetalia axis powers #hetalia #hetalia x reader #america x reader #russia x reader #england x reader #france x reader #china x reader #canada x reader #matthew williams #francis bonnefoy #ivan braginsky #yao wang #alfred f jones #arthur kirkland #hetalia headcanons

[klarex]

First thing I want to say: I don't support Russia in a war!!! And second: I wanted to write something cute, cause I think Russia is cute ;) And third: This is Countryhumans, also I'm adding them to my requests page so you can request :)

Genre: fluff

Warnings: swearing, a little bit of teasing, neck kisses

Summary: Your boyfriend is busy gaming, but not for long.

Paring: Gamer! Russia x reader

My distraction

Not my art

- Ruski!!!

I yelled at him from another room.

- What?!

He yelled back and I kicked his door open. He jumped a little, suprised.

- Y/n!! What the fuck are you doing?!

He shouted at me and put earphones on his neck so he can hear me. I sat on my boyfriend's lap and wrapped my arms around his chest. He tried to push me away, but failed. He sighed angrly and looked deeply into my eyes. I pecked his lips quickly and smiled. He pulled away, frowned and put his headphones back on.

- Okey boys, I'm back.

He said and looked back at the screen, through my shoulder. I sighed and pulled myself closer to him. I nuzzled my nose into his neck and placed soft kisses there.

- Y/n...

He whispered, I stopped and hummed.

- Stop.. you are distracting me...

He whispered and I brought my lips to his neck again.

- Good...

I mumbled between kisses and I felt him shiver. I put my hands under his shirt and roamed his back. He sighed dreamily and placed his one arm around my waist. I softly nibbled on his neck and he pulled me away.

- What do you want, babe?

He asked, resigned.

- Attention and cuddles...

I mumbled into his neck and he sighed.

- Okey fine... but let me finish this round, okey?

He asked softly and I nodded. I closed my eyes and felt his arm lift from my waist and I heard keyboard clicking. From his headphones I heard muffled voices of his friends.

- Yo Russ! You have a gf?!

Someone shouted and laughed. I frowned and Russia sighed.

- Yes, I do have. And can you shut your mouth?! We are losing, because of you!!

Russia shouted and clicked more aggressively on his keyboard.

- Fuck..

He said and leaned his head back. I looked into his eyes with pleading look and he sighed.

- Fine...

He sighed and I smiled widely.

- Boys, I have to go. Have fun without me.

He said and turn off his game and computer. I smiled and hugged him tighter. His arms wrapped around my waist and he stood up. He walked with me in his arms to his bed and lay down. I kissed the bottom of his jaw and he smiled.

- You know I love you, right?

I asked, looking up at him.

- Yes, I know. I love you too, even if you are my biggest distraction.

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#x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #fluff #oneshot #russia #russia x reader #countryhumans x reader #contryhumans #countryhumans russia #countryhumans #countryhumans russia x reader

[erina-writes-headcanons]

Can I request headcanon from Germany and Russia trying to make their romantic advances notice to their s/o?

Ludwig Beilchmidt, Roderich Edelstein, Ivan Braginsky, and Natalia Arlovskaya Trying To Be Romantic To Make Their S/O Notice

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A/N: Hello there @xxrainmxx! I hope you don't mind adding Belarus inside of these Headcanons. I just feel like if it's only two people it's incomplete. Just think of them as a bonus for a long update.

Gender: Neutral

Warning: Belarus being psycho

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Ludwig Beilschmmidt - Germany

Oh God, I feel really bad for Ludwig. If you know his personality, you know he is not the type that easy to talk with his crush because of his serious, strict and awkward personality. He's going to have a hard time.

It was not shown in the anime but Ludwig would get all red, eyes advert and stuttering when he's talking with his crush just like in the GIF above.

As his crush, you have to notice him and observe him if you want to notice that he is actually crushing on you. He wouldn't approach you unless it's really important.

To make you notice him, Ludwig would gladly teach some subjects that you do not understand by becoming a volunteer as your tutor when the teacher asked the other Hetalia students if they can teach you at your worst subject.

Whereas he would get annoyed easily with Feliciano when he doesn't understand things and trying to distract him. Ludwig would just sigh and he wouldn't raise his voice at you since he doesn't want to scare you off.

As he would be your tutor. He would let you have snacks while studying and he would be less strict whereas Kiku or Feliciano would get scolded by him. Sometimes, he would also offer you a slice of chocolate cake since he can bake.

Unlike Feliciano, he couldn't flirt at all or try to be smooth. This is why I said you have to be observant. Ludwig would secretly try to impress you with his intelligence, showing you his inventions.

Other than showing his inventions. Germany would also impress you with his baking skill and his military skill. After all, I can see him as a good snipper and he would be glad to teach you how to shoot.

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It was nine in the morning when the first period of school are going to be over and it would be rest time. The old lecturer wrote the last theory before putting down the marker on the table and looking at everyone inside of the class, including you. "Class, because we are going to be finished soon. I will give you an assignment. Open page Thirteen and your home would be from number one to ten. You mush done the homework three days," the old man says.

Once everyone hears there would be an assignment, they groaned in annoyance and resentment. Wishing that there won't be any homework, the old man did not listen at all as he takes all of the books on the table and left the classroom once the bell rang, indicating that the first period of school are done.

Taking a deep breath to cool their/her/his head off. (Y/N) (L/N) put their/her/his head on top of the table before muttering a small 'Fuck my life. I cannot do this shit, especially math.' That's right, you hate math with full passion and you never get above C for every test and pop quiz scores.

If your mother or father knows that you always get a red score in math, there will be a consequence. Either your phone would be taken away by your father or you would receive a flying sandal by your mother on your face. You weren't exactly a lazy kid but you weren't also a genius like your crush who always sat near the teacher's table. It was not fair that you had to work hard to get over the C score but you never have the ability to pass above that.

Ludwig heard your curses along with the muttering that escapes from your mouth. Hearing your whines, a pang of guilt eating him out alive as his blue eyes glance at your 'dying' pose. He wanted to help you but he was not sure how. Of course, his friend Felicano immediately notices that Ludwig wanted to help you and he also has a crush on you.

With a bright smile, Feliciano stands up and skips away from his table, "OI! FELICIANO! VHAT ARE YOU DOING- COME BACK HERE AND SIT DOWN!" Ludwig tried to stop the brunette but he was too late to stop him.

"Ciao Bella~/Bello~. Why are you so sad? You should put a smile on your face, you look beautiful/handsome when you are smiling!" Feliciano chirps.

"Oh uh...Hey Feliciano...it's nothing. It's just I'm really bad at math and I don't know who can help me because I always study but I never able pass the test," You looked up at your friend.

"Don't worry bella/bello! I know who can help you. My awesome friend Ludwig can help you with your problem. He always tutor me when I don't understand the math problems!" Felicano suddenly grabbed one of your arm, pulling you to stand up.

"L-ludwig??" Your eyes widened at the mention of your crush.

"Si~ you should talk to him and ask him for his help! Ludwig is such a nice guy and he can help you!" Felicano dragged you to the sit where there was a tall man who has blonde slicked back hair and blue eyes. You notice when you look up at him closer, Ludwig is very attractive among the students in the class.

"Ge-Ludwig!! I brought a beautiful/handsome bella/bello that needs your help! Can we study together, pleasssseeeee" Feliciano begged.

"..Alright, fine. I vould help both of you since there's also homework. (Y/N), If you need my help..you do not need to be shy. I vould be glad to help you around," his eyes darted away as his cheeks were tinted pink. He was silently thanking his idiotic friend for dragging you to him even though he also wanted to yell at Feliciano.

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Bonus:

Even though Feliciano was smiling happily and swinging his legs side to side as he watches the interaction between you and Ludwig happening. He was internally laughing evilly, he was aware that Ludwig has a crush on you. Recognizing his buddy has a crush, he knew what he need to do to make you and him get even closer than before.

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Ivan Braginsky - Russia

Ivan Braginsky giving me two signals because I can see him as someone who is brave enough to make his crush notice that he has feelings for you.

He also can be really shy like Ludwig where he would just prefer to take a glance of you before adverting his eyes away from you with flustered red cheeks.

At The start of the crushing stage, he would be rather shy and meek around you but I can see he would try to be sweet by leaving a bouquet of sunflowers on top of your table.

I can see that Ivan would also be very fidgety around you when you are talking to him. he couldn't see you in the eyes and would slightly stutter.

He would also try to make himself look less intimidating because he's aware that many people are afraid of him. He would be very broken-hearted if he knows that you are scared of him.

As time goes by, I can see he can be a little bit bolder than before when he is trying to make you notice him. I can see he would lend his scarf when you are cold. Yes, his favourite pink scarf.

He would still give you sunflowers but instead of using the card message written by 'anonymous'. He would give it to you right in front of your face or using an intermediary by one of Baltic's members.

Russia would also become a great listener whenever you are telling him a story as he listened to every word that spewed out from your lips and remembers it. He would also remember your likes, dislikes, hobbies, and problems.

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Pushing the wooden oak door open with both hands, the door moves away and shows a pair of (E/C) along with (H/C). There were no many students expects some students that did not bother to learn their names as some of them were talking with their friends or sleeping peacefully without anyone bothering them.

The classroom was peaceful with a lack of students as you love this kind of tranquillity where no one would bother you when you want to do something. Your shoes lifted up before stepping forward, slowly walking to your favourite sitting spot in the back near the window.

Reaching out to your table and chair, you notice there was a bouquet of sunflowers with a tiny yellow note on the side. It was an adorable gesture because you never ever received this kind of gift from anyone, even from the opposite sex. The corner of your lips twitched a little bit before it turns into a tiny smile.

Sitting down on the chair, you carefully take the sunflowers in your hand and read the yellow note, "Privet Sunflower, I hope you like the gift I just give to you. I'm sorry I cannot tell you who am I but I hope you have a great day - from Anonymous."

Reading the note, you could feel your heart skip a beat, thinking how adorable and romantic it is. You wanted to know who is your secret admire but it's really sad that your secret admire is probably very shy to meet up with you. Glancing around, your hand carefully lift the flowers before going lower from the table and then saving the flower along with the romantic notes.

Timeskip

It was during lunchtime when many students are going to the nearest cafeteria or going to their club. As a member of the gardening club, you were checking out all the plants inside the garden whether some plants already get some waters or not. The pair of (E/C) eye caught the sunflowers are getting dried, it was lacking of a sunlight, fertilizer and a little bit of a water.

Sighing at the condition of the flower, you take a quick walk before coming back with a water sprinkles and a plastic bag with fertilizer. Crouching down, you gently lift the sprinkler before watering ht flowers and not noticing a pair of lavender eyes watching your every movement.

His tiny frown immediately changed with a smile, seeing you taking care of school plants. It is very rare to see astudent who would be willing to take care of flowers se seeing this. It makes his heart beat even faster.

'Maybe next time we can talk about flowers in the park together and have a borscht soup together but for now. I don't want to scare her/him/them. I hope they/she/he likes the flowers that I bought for them/her/him," Ivan thought before slowly stepping away from his hiding spot, leaving you alone to take care of the tiny plants.

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Roderich Edelstein - Austria

Another character who would also get flustered around his crush as his S/O. You have to notice every little detail of what he did for you to notice him.

Even though he would be very shy, I can see he is less nervous than Germany and a little bit bolder than him. Unlike Germany, I can see Austria being more smooth than him and not making an idiot of himself.

It would be a plus point for him if you happen to be a classical music lover or if you enjoy soft music. The reason why I believe it's a plus point for him is that he would be willing to play the violin or a piano for you.

If you are smart enough to notice his small action, you could make it out that sometimes he would play romantic songs just for you without anyone listening to you when you ask him to play a song for you.

It is also a plus point for him too if you enjoy baking cake. If you watch Hetalia, he did make a roll cake. Roderich would enjoy baking cake together with you even though he would rest for a few times since he gets easily tired.

Austria would be glad to teach you some baking skills before baking together with you. I can see him have more patience when tutoring you on how to bake.

Other than playing music and baking cake for you to make you notice him. Austria would also prepares a cup of tea for the two of you when you two are talking as he listen and remember your every words.

In conclusion, he would make you notice him by his service of act and quality time. Inside of this headcanon, I can see Roderich as someone shy when he has to be physically and verbally romantic. If you force him, he would die out of embarrassment. Thus, why does he prefer something smaller to make you notice his feeling and romantic advances.

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The light of the hallway was dim even though the lamps were turned on and there was a light from the windows too. A person walking by as their hair swayed by the gentle breeze from the wind and the (E/C) glancing around, searching for a certain someone.

It cannot be denied that you are searching for a certain tall Austrian male. It is kind of a routine for the two of you to listen to music together, especially his piano or violin play. It always amazes you that Roderich when he was playing a musical instrument, especially when he was playing it in front of you as he doesn't need to see the note sheet.

A soft melody comes out of the room as the tune reaches out to your ears. You couldn't mistake it, it is the sound of a piano. Curious, your hands take the knob of the door before twisting it and pushing the door away without making any sounds.

Standing in the middle of the room where there's a grand piano. The pair of (E/C) eye colours can see the Austrian male who are focused on the keys of the piano with his fragile yet firm fingers repeatedly pressing some keys and creating beautiful melodies. Stepping closer and closer, you were standing right behind him as well watching him in awe.

The tunes feel very similar but you couldn't point the finger at it. Sometimes, you could hear this same song in the movies, especially in romance movies.

"Roderich, I'm really sorry to bother you but what are you playing?" You ask the Austrian man.

"...Can't you see I am playing Beautiful In White?" The sounds of the piano immediately stopped.

"I never heard of it.." You shrugs.

"...Would you like to sit next to me and listen to me playing it?" You didn't see but the tip of his ears was turning red.

"I would love too," You carefully stepped away before going up in front of the chair and sitting next to him with a smile on your face. Soon, Roderich starts to play the music again, letting you enjoy this serenity.

However, you didn't realize that he play the music for you as he imagined you in a white dress/black tuxedo and standing next to him with an enchanting smile. Even though it was a short picture in his mind, he cherishes it for now. He just wants you to be happy listening to him playing music.

At the chorus of the music, you began humming out the tune and not realizing a pair of lavender eyes would steal glances at your face with his cheeks slowly getting red. A little smile appears across his lips, enjoying the tiny duet together with you.

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Natalia Arlovskaya - Belarus

It is obvious that Natalya is not like the rest of the guys inside of this headcanon. This queen is rather bold to show that she has a crush on you.

Sometimes it can be sweet but most of the time, it's problematic and right down creepy because it's canon that she has a Yandere tendencies.

When Natalya has a crush on you, she would not mind having to stalk you from far away as she sends a creepy glare to those who are trying to get close to you.

As she was scaring them away from you, Natalya would be really clingy around you as she wraps her arms around you and send glares at those who are trying to approach you.

There would be a time where she was even being daredevil by throwing a knife at those who make her jealous or being too flirty (or a creep).

Other than latching on your arms and keeping people away. I can see Natalya would doll herself up to impress you but not too much, just a nice dress and styling her hair up.

Natalya would also try to impress you with her traditional Belarussian cuisine and give it to you. She would be even happier if you enjoy her food.

She wouldn't flirt to make you notice her but instead. She would surprisingly become very nurturing when she had a crush on you in which made you notice her. She would double up her acts of service.

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There were many people inside of cafetaria as they are sitting together with their own group. A burst of laughter could be heard as it was getting louder with each second. A pair of (E/C) glances at their/her/his friend and snorted in laughter after your friend told stupid yet funny jokes.

It was amazing that your friend haven't died yet even though there was another person who are clinging to your arms and sending your friend a dagger looking where your friend could die if a simple glance from your crush could kill.

Of course, your friend is aware of Natalya's creepy and dangerous traits that they need to look out for. Thus, they never touched you in an inappropriate way nor commenting the relationship between you and her but they do feel uncomfortable with her death glares. It was as if she's ready to devour all of them.

However, not everyone in the school has that memo that Belarus can be very dangerous if she wants. A few days ago, a new student joined the school with many people fawning over their/his/her looks along with the cute accent that they own. Because of the popularity, it boosts the person's ego and makes them think they can just flirt with everyone.

Alex (It's unisex name) saw you from far away as his/her lips curved into a smirk, not noticing the girl that clung to your arms. With pride written all over their face, Alex strutted up to you with confidence before tapping your shoulder.

Feeling another contact, you slowly turn around to see a stranger that you never see in your life. Sure, Alex was cute because they have a cute green eyes and blonde hair like a supermodel but you weren't interested at all because you are also crushing on Natalya.

"Hey, there cutie-pie. What's your name?" Alex says, ignoring some people who are waving at them desperately to get away from you and Natalya.

"E-excuse me?" You backed away, feeling uncomfortable with the stranger.

"I said-" Alex was cut off by Belarus as a knife flew past him, giving a tiny cut to his cheeks. His/her eyes widened, not believing that Natalya would pull that move on them.

"Leave us alone, you damn мудак" Natalya hisses, glaring daggers into Alex's soul.

"W-WHAT THE FUCK?! GET AWAY FROM ME YOU PSYCHO!" Alex backed away before running away from Natalya.

Seeing your crush's antics, (Y/N) (L/N) take a deep breath and shake your head side to side. Disappointed but not surprised with Belarus's sudden action "Natalya, don't do that. You are going to scare everyone in here," you scolded the girl who immediately looked away from you. Ignoring your words.

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[sug4r-sp1c3]

Hey!! i saw your countryhumans post and it was rlly cool!!!

can you do russia,canada,france and germany with a tall s/o??

(your blog is so cool!!!)

EAHJJD THANKS U SO MUCH ANON❤❤❤❤❤

Russia, canada, France, and germany with a Tall S/O

Russia

probably u are the same height of this mf lmao

congrats cuddling is more easy in some aspects , like surprise hugs/kisses/etc,

the part of the nicknames is

hard

the ""normal"" nicknames like bean, shorty, short stuff or things like that

literally-

go

and he stays with nicknames like, "Darling", "sweetie", "sugar cube", etc.

they can wear each other's clothes without problems

"sweetie is that my sweater?"

"i thought it was mine!"

"meh"

the problem comes if you would like your clothes to be loose,

hehe yes… discard that from your wish list

when you go anywhere you probably both have to bend over

like

c'mon

It's obvious but I wanted to say it

Germany

"WHY YOU CAN´T HAVE MEIN UR BAAACK"

"MF BEING TALL ISN'T THE SAME OF BEINGA SUPER MUSCULAR HUMAN"(idk i'm not tall)

this man LOVES you

he let you be the big spoon

he loves showing you off

"have you seen my partner? they are so tall just like russia, cry bitch"

but if you want it to stop just say so and it will stop, (like for 2 months and then it will, but only every like 2 weeks)

"germany stop-"

"okay!"

be prepared for lots of questions of "can you pass me that?", "can you hang that?" but that only happens when

A.- didn't find the ladder

B.- he gave up after a long time

C.-I don't know, maybe he can reach it but he just wants to try to talk to you

nicknames like "bean", shorty, etc are still there

"hey shorty can you pass me the salt?"

"ok but you know that i'm…y'know, t a l l?"

"ok, ok, but pass me the fucking salt-"

sometimes he has made jokes about him wishing he were so tall

lol

wait

I said they were jokes?

why the fuck aren't they

Canada

I feel that his type of person is the short ppl

but when he realized that he fell in love with you he said "FUCK I LOVE TALL PEOPLE"

he loves to steal your clothes

regardless of color

"bro, why do u have a (insert fav color, except red and white) shirt? i thought you hated that color-"

"who cares? it smells like my beloved and awesome partner and!-"

"now i understand why i love being single"

"sshshhsshsssushhhh"

i don't have to much ideas rn sorry 😭✋

France

protective asf

"I DON'T CARE IF YOU ARE TALLER THAN ME IF SOMEONE WANTS TO HURT U, I'LL HURT THEM-"

I feel like this bitch would want to grab your waist but he ends up grabbing your ass

"darlin'..."

"yes mon amour?"

"that isn't my waist-"

"oh.... O H "

I feel like I would be proud enough to tell you "pass me that please!"

"I don't needed help…"

"honey you almost broke your leg a, THE DAMN LEG"

"OH, SHUT UP AND KISS ME"

"MAYBE I WILL"

"OH WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR MON AMOUR"

tall ppl >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>idk

"Y'ALL ARE JUST JEALOUS OF ME-"

"NOBODY SAY A SHIT FRANCE"

"I SAID J E A L O U S "

#Canada x reader #France x reader #countryhumans x reader #russia x reader #canada x reader #germany x reader

[worldheadcanons]

Could you do yandere russia and canada with tsundere s/o?

☆ stalker russia with a tsundere victim headcanons!

starring. . . gender neutral reader and russia. warning for depictions general stalker behaviors and brief forced feminization (ivan sees you as a wife regardless of gender, NOT because you’re feminine but because he’s odd)

author notes; sorry anon i could not bear to write more canada but i hope u enjoy russia still. for me stalker au = yandere.. he’s one of my favs but i never feel like i write him well.. fortunately for me stalker au characters get to be ooc for my own personal gain. there’s not many mentions of the reader RLLY being a tsundere so i can write a part two if u like.. bc i rlly do like the idea of reader being stubborn and annoying and ivan wanting reader all the same smh..

> ivan braginsky!

— he’s an extremely clingy stalker, almost always wanting to be near you in some way. if it’s not literal, such as befriending you in the workplace and making sure you work together frequently, then it’s metaphorical, like when he leaves his smell on your pillow so you think of him before sleeping. if you asked braginsky why he was so obsessed with you, he wouldn’t have a clear answer. you were a bit irritating at times, very stubborn and prone to scoffing or rolling your eyes at him. even so.. despite it all.. he craved you. you were perfectly imperfect… and you weren’t scared of him, unlike many others. maybe it was the fact that you were willing to show that you had the balls to face him. 

— it’s hard to believe the two of you consider each other friends sometimes. other times, it’s extremely easy to believe. ivan will get annoyed with you, mirroring your agitating behaviors and crossing his arms before happily feeding you your lunch and walking you home all in the same day. the two of you were even worse than francis and arthur, though neither of you were aware that others viewed you that way. you’d argue and then be seen holding hands together and then you’d be back to throwing insults. it wasn’t a normal friendship by any means but both of you are content with what you have. or at least, that’s what you think.

— braginsky wants so badly to be your husband. the thought of another man having you is.. simply out of the question. when alfred mentions in passing that you’re a ‘total babe’ he can feel himself tense and seethe with anger. try as he might to not make it visible, occasionally someone will notice his change in expression and the mood will become thick and heavy. fortunately for him, you were usually clueless to changes in atmosphere. on the rare occasion that you did pick up on it, he just mumbles out some sort of excuse. in ivan’s eyes, you were going to be a perfect wife, regardless of your gender. you were feisty, yes, but what wife isn’t a little testy at times? that’s just how wives are. 

— ah, you’d look so cute with his children. adopted children, kidnapped children— a kid’s a kid. braginsky doesn’t care much about how you two get the child or children (he likes the idea of having two or three). he can imagine it now.. coming home to the sight of his kids.. he hangs up his coat and goes into the kitchen… of course you’re there cooking dinner.. he hugs you by the hips, kissing your cheek and then your neck.. you blush, you laugh and tell him ‘not in front of the kids’.. it’s perfect. absolutely perfect.. it only exists in his daydreams for now but soon, soon, you will be his.. 

— he’s been in your house plenty of times, sometimes through the front door and sometimes through an unlocked window upstairs. ivan figures that it’ll be his house too soon, so it’s only fair he acquaints himself with the general layout. he’s surprisingly quiet for such a large guy, sneaking in and walking around your home without a single care in the world. it’s as if he believes that he can’t be caught.. that you’d never call the police… that this isn’t illegal at all. it’s usually late into the night by the time he comes inside your house. he likes this time the most because he adores the way you look when you’re sleeping. occasionally he even kisses you in your sleep— but that’s rare for him. he feels like if he keeps kissing you in your sleep.. braginsky might not hold himself back from doing more in the future.. 

— this is off the cuff but from time to time he steals underwear and sweaty tops from your laundry. it’s.. gross… and he’s embarrassed, really, he is… but he can’t help the boner that comes just from holding your stuff. he’ll jerk himself off and then feel bad about it, because isn’t ivan just disgusting for feeling so horny over used underwear? he’s filthy, he’s a freak, and he’s absolutely all yours.

— he doesn’t actually ever call your phone, but he does text you from an anonymous number. it’s all the usual stalker things— how wonderful you are, how much he wants you to be his, how he’ll have you no matter what. braginsky tries not to be particularly creepy about his musings, wanting to romance you more than freak you out. when you finally bring up the texts to him at the office or during lunch, asking him for advice, he just pretends to be surprised. he’ll show sympathy before asking how you feel.. what do you think of those long winded, emotional texts? those texts full of want and need? do you.. find them charming in any way? ivan will gauge your reaction to his questions and adjust his anonymous texts accordingly.

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reaction to s/o eating ice

ft. england, russia

content warning: none

ENGLAND

Stops you immediately, because he’s afraid that your teeth would get bad (which would if you keep chewing ice cubes!)

Arthur and his people have been stereotyped so bad that England doesn’t want that actually happening to you

He’d probably move all the ice somewhere else in the house to keep you from eating

England would also keep you from eating ice cream too because he knows you’ll chomp every bit of the sweet treat

“Not again, love…”

You froze as you looked at England, who saw you steal some ice he kept in the fridge (which he’d hidden in the closet out of all places) for the upteempth time.  “I’m sorry,” you replied. “I can’t help it, there’s just this weird… craving to eat some ice, you know?”

Instead of the usual frown, England suddenly smiled. “A desire to eat? I certainly can be of assistance, then. You see, I’ve been trying out some recipes to improve my cooking, and you could be the taste tester. My recipes are much healthier than ice, yes?”

“…Actually, I think i’ll be fine without the cooking.” You put the tray back into the fridge and walked out, leaving a confused England in the closet.

RUSSIA

This guy joins you and would probably give you more ice to eat

Whenever he’s stuck in a snowstorm, Russia gets bored out of his mind so he’s developed a habit of eating the snow and ice he collected outside

Russia’s sturdily built so he’s got no problem with eating ice, but doesn’t really encourage you to because he’s worried about your dental health, so he only eats with you every once in a while

Crack-crack-crack.

You looked up from your bowl of frozen water. “Hey, Rus?”

“Да?”

“Why don’t we have an ice-eating competition?”

Russia beamed. “Of course, подсолнух! Let me get more ice.”

You smiled as he went up the the fridge and pulled some ice trays out. It was nice to share ice with someone every once in a while, you got pretty lonely from eating it alone. On another note, you didn’t really think that Russia would agree to an offhanded remark from you…

Russia came back and he set two massive blocks of ice on the table. He looked straight at you in the eye. “Let’s start on three, two, one…”

You could only watch in horror as Russia gnawed his giant ice block down in mere seconds.

Translation:

Да: “yes” in Russian подсолнух: “sunflower” in Russian

#hetalia #hetalia: axis powers #hetalia: world stars #hetalia: world twinkle #hetalia: the beautiful world #hetalia: world series #hetalia: world star #aph #hws #htbw #aph england #aph england x reader #aph russia #aph russia x reader #russia x reader #england x reader #russia headcanons #england headcanons #aph imagines #hetalia imagines #hetalia imagine #cly writes

[yantalia545]

Yandere Russia with Germany’s little sister reader during  war

Well, to say your F*** would be an understatement...

After watching your fight with England and nearly causing the poor man to crawl to America for help, Russia was certainly intrigued. Your power. Your strength. The way fear never once shined in your eyes as you effortlessly threw yourself into battle. Just pure undulatory furry.

Russia couldn’t help but wonder just how far that fire in your eyes will take you. And what it could do for him.

During this time, Russia had been undermining his own teammates while building up his own empire for something beyond belief. He wanted to build an empire that no one had ever seen before. One where the world would be forced to bow down to and recognize. On that day, Ivan decided that you were going to help him in reaching his dream. Rather you wanted to or not.

Though he would never officially ask you to join him. Oh no. You were enemies at war after all and tightly knit to your brothers. There’s no way you’d even consider Russia’s request before declining against him.

That was another thing that drew him towards you.

Your loyalty to your brothers was unimaginable. You never once questioned them. Even when their tactics seemed cruel. Never once did you consider abandoning your brothers when things seemed rigid. Much like many in Russia’s time have done to him. You loved your brothers and would do whatever it took to prove your faith in them. Unlike anyone in Ivan’s lifetime.

This most definitely will feed into Russia’s hatred for your brothers, Germany and Prussia.

Ivan was a desolate man who has been emotionally isolated for years. He’s tried to let people into his life, but they always ended up betraying him one way or another. Their loyalty was thin. Often only thinking of their own benefits. Even his own sisters abandoned him when he needed them most. It was nothing compared to the fidelity you held for your own brothers. The way you deliberately threw yourself at your brother’s enemies was unlike any Ivan’s ever witnessed before. And Ivan’s need to experience it for himself was beyond unhinged.

Just how far would you go for your brothers? Is it actually your love for brothers that you keep fighting, or for something of your own benefit that he just can’t see yet? Questions like these would often leave Ivan tossing and turning late at night. Just what was it that fueled your will to fight for your brothers that no one else seems to possess? What would it take for that same affirmation to befall onto him?

He continues to watch from a distance as he tried to piece together even fragments of answers to satisfy his curiosity. Only once would he test the lengths of your abilities personally and it left him feeling more determined to make you his. The pure devotion to your brothers seeping out of your being with every step you took while fighting him was nearly overwhelming, to say the least. Experiencing you head-on solidified his feelings for you. Ivan knew he just had to own your level of loyalty and strength.

It drove him nearly mad (madder than he already was) just thinking about what he could do with your kind of power.

Ivan is a patient man, however. He knows it would only be a matter of time before you would fall right into his hands.

Your loyalty to your brothers will be your demise.

When the day comes for you and your brother’s defeat, no matter how much your brothers screamed and cried for you not to throw yourself away like that; To let them protect you, you still threw yourself at Russia’s feet and begged for him to take you as compensation of his efforts and destroyed lands instead of your brothers. Just like Ivan knew you would.

Isolated and persevered, Ivan would condition your abilities to benefit him and his everlasting dream. But no matter what he did; harsh punishments, rigorous training, threats, he could never feel that same intensity from when he first saw you.

You would train his armies, but never to the heights that your trained your own or your brother’s. You’d fight smaller nations and build up Russia’s morale, but never for his purpose. Ivan even thought at one point that if there was no other human contact but him then you were sure to dismiss your oath to your brothers and forge a new allegiance to him, but he was far from it. Much to his opposing delight.

He wanted you to bend to him and live only for him, but because you were immune to his efforts to twist your loyalty, it had only made you more formidable. After each session he placed you through with no signs of faltering spirits, he’d twist in an internal war with himself. In some ways, Ivan would be frustrated in his fruitless efforts to break you, but in others, he’d be able to understand just a bit more of your determination. Seeming to find no end to your devotion to your brothers and feeding into his envy of your brothers. This conflict in emotions would cause something to uproot within Russia. He had to find what would make you break. What would make you give in to his will and fight for him just as much as you fight for your brothers?

Only after years upon years of this constant power struggle between the both of you does your determination begin to dwindle. You had always kept in your heart that if you remained faithful to your brothers then one day they would come to rescue you, but after the twenty-eight anniversary of being sold off to Russia, your heart began to splinter. Ivan’s mistreatment of you also adds to this feeling of despair. You had long forgotten what your features used to look like. Long diminished by abuse and isolation.

As time slowly ticked passed you, insecurities about your brothers began to seed. Did your brothers move on? Had they forgotten all about you? Did they think that you weren’t worth the effort to bring back home? Can you even call it home anymore? These were only a few thoughts that would pelage your mind. And it wouldn’t take long for Ivan to notice you slipping.

When Ivan was presented with this exciting information, he was immediately formulating a plan to use this opening to his advantage.

Dragging you to world meetings while waving you in front of your brothers' solemn faces. Watching your and your brother’s reactions of conflict contorting in your faces as you fought to keep cool and not start anything you couldn’t finish was absolutely delicious!~ Why didn’t he think of this sooner?

From there, Russia would brag to the world for all the things he was able to accomplish with you by his side. Showing you off to his aristocrats and watching as they berate you publicly. All the while hovering over you constantly and never allowing you to leave his sight. Leaving much room for false interpretation and rumors to blossom. Your name and reputation would be slandered until any mentioning of your name would bring anyone disgust. Making you question if such thoughts had reached your brothers and caused them to disassociate from you. Not wanting to also be slandered for even just being related to you.

Russia had absolute power over you and could with you and your country as he pleased. It was an addicting feeling watching you slowly crumble beneath him. How someone who he held so much respect and curiosity in the past could be reduced to stumbling under his will. Clinging to him as if he was the only light left in their life. Watching your broken devotion slowly rebuild itself around him and him alone.

#hetalia #hetalia x reader #hetalia russia #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere russia #russia x reader

[brianlesshetaliawritings]

Hey, I saw you wanted some requests. So, can I have how the Allies act when they have a crush? ✨Thank you✨

Allies when they have a crush

note: sorry it took so long. it was england's fault, i hate british people (joke ofc). oh also probably mischaracterized a lot. (sorry again)

England

He's trying to be subtle, but he really isn't.

Tries to wait it out until it goes away. It wasn't a success

Would eventually try and show how cool he is, did you know he met Henry the VIII?

You get to munch on his speciality too! Burnt crumpets with some british tea. Please tell him it's good.

Doesn't mean he'll suck up to you though! You’re not special, or anything.. (Yes u very much are)

He’s trying to be impressive and cool without making it obvious.

Not really showboating though. He just wants to prove he can be a reader’s man, not Superman.

America

Y’know how I said England won’t showboat? Yeah well, this guy will.

He’d try and show you how strong he is by inviting you to hang out with him while he works out. (He doesn’t even work out usually, he just wants to look badass)

Would take you out often, not like a date of course. Just lunch, Y’know?

Also trying to be a reader’s man. He’ll hold the door open or pull your chair out for you.

Gets you very nice gifts that he knows you’ll love, he tries to remember your likes.

He will attempt to sneak his hand into yours when you two walk together

Always offers (and ends up) helping you when he thinks you need it

France

He twirls his hair and kicks his feet while talking to you on the phone.

Would love to cook you something good to eat, he tries extra hard to make sure you enjoy the dish he makes. (He’ll be glancing at you to see your reaction when eating it)

Takes you to the different beauties throughout his country

This might be off topic, but I feel like he adores people with strong admirable qualities.

He would like to take you shopping with him. You don’t have to though, but he will still try and dress you up. He just finds it fun.

Very affectionate with you, he keeps an arm around you when walking or sitting together.

He won’t flirt with anyone anymore now that you’re his main romantic focus.

China

The fact he even has a crush is kinda wild, but here he is. Anyways, I feel like he’d be good at hiding it for awhile (until he chooses not to anymore).

Once he’s stopped hiding it as much he’ll start giving you nice gifts. (Necklaces, snacks you like, things that reminded him of you.)

He’ll take you to gardens and temples so you can enjoy his culture, he just likes them and hopes you do too.

Plays the role of your (ancient) best friend who gives amazing advice and comforts you when your in pain.

He would listen to anything you say, and if it seems like he isn’t paying attention, he really is.

Might be a bit off topic, but he definitely gives you the most gifts on your birthday. Expect 20 of those bitches when you wake up.

Not much else to comment on, he does his role in your life well.

Russia

It’s pretty easy to tell he likes you for the most part, but you’d somehow never be able to tell he’s interested in you, though others might. (the baltics and his sisters)

The type to put on a scary movie if you’re scared of them, so you can hold onto him when startled.

He likes to go on walks with you, no specific area, it can be the park or in the middle of nowhere. He doesn’t really care where.

Very much a big fan of being affectionate with you. He likes to hug you a lot, sometimes the hugs feel like he’s strangling the life out of you, and sometimes they’re gentle and sweet.

Also holds your hand often, but he ain’t even sneaky about it. Just does it to be sure you’re there, he’s always a bit worried you’re gonna abandon him.

He’s also pretty protective of you and wouldn’t let a single thing harm you physically or emotionally.

Gets along with your parents very well, he’s a sweet gentleman to you.

Canada

Everyone knows. Everybody. Knows. His crush is no secret, but that doesn’t make it any less adorable.

He loves you because you remember him every time, and he appreciates that more than you can fathom.

Trying to be the bestest bud you can have, would love to have lazy Sundays with you where all you do is pancakes and movies.

He likes to check up on you often to see how you’re doing, would do anything to make you happy if you’re sad.

The type of guy who’ll invite you camping or hiking. He enjoys the outdoors and would appreciate if you enjoyed them with him.

He gets you loads of stuffed animals, he’d probably spend forever at a claw machine trying to win you a prize.

Kumajirou likes you, and you two get along well. When Canada mentions his crush on you to him, he’ll encourage him to confess.

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[moonami]

-“It seems that common sense is starting to run out....”-

These are some warmups, i hope you all like them!, Pls reblog and put your opinion or theories on the tags~ i would appreciate it~

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