Y'all are sluts for Rusame. I'm writing more for you guys but it's with my Canada's personality still cause my America is an ass.
TW mentioned Transphobia
America's pronouns are Cy/Cyr/Cyke.
Cy is like He
Cyr is like him
Cyke is like his
And I may have coded Russia to have some mild ADHD like Im pretty sure I have.
Rain was pouring loudly outside providing nice background noise for Russia as he read, tapping his fingers against the book. It was kinda boring to him but America did ask him to read it so he was going to power through it.
He out the book down again. How could America stand this sappy romance trash? It wasn't even gay, he couldn't relate to any of the characters. Russia sighed and looked at the clock. Only 5 minutes had passed since he had last put it down. Sighing again he stood up and walked out of the room to a specific closet, grabbing one of the jars on the shelf.
Russia liked to collect jars, he had tiny ones, large ones, a few in weird shapes and many with different objects in them. One, tucked away at the back had his father's ashes in them. Another had googly eyes which was fun to shake. Another had a bunch of smooth pebbles he had collected for awhile. The one he picked up was a glitter one. It had glue, water, beads and glitter in it. He smiled as the water squished around, the small air bubble making extra noise which was nice. He watched as the beads settles and the glitter slowly stopped spinning in the jar. Originally it was for his anger issues but he liked to just shake it and watch for ages. He swirled it around, smiling as the glitter shined and just looked so pretty.
He out it back after several minutes of shaking and watching it, pulling out another very special one. He opened it and started to count the money. 20, 40, 60, 80, 100, 120, 140, 150, 155, 157. Only 157 US dollars. Russia sighed. If money wasn't so tight he would have more in there. It was his savings jar. He was saving for a nice ring for America. He was planning on giving it to Meri on their birthday. But, he wouldn't have enough saved by the time cyke birthday came around.
Maybe their anniversary a few months after he would have enough. He wanted to get a pretty Sapphire, it would compliment America's eyes. Of course it would be simple, the gem wouldn't be big by any means but it would still probably cost him a good 200. America was a keeper after all, and he didn't want to dissapoint cyr on cyke birthday after all.
Unexpectedly he heard a knock on the door. Anxiety flooded him immediately. Who could it be? He put the jar back in the shelf quickly and walked briskly to the door, peaking through the hole. It was his Datemate. America.
He smiled and opened the door, only to turn into one of worry. "America, are you okay?" America ran into him without a word and started hugging him tightly. Cy was soaking wet. Russia immediately hugged back as he felt America almost crying. It was the closest cy had ever gotten to crying in front of him before.
Russia rubbed Ame's back gently and soothingly. Closing the door so no rain would get in and America could warm up. "Shhh. You're safe now Meri. I love you. It's gonna be alright. You're an amazing Datemate." Russia whispered more and more words of kindness into America's ear, and America slowly calmed down and relaxed in Russia's arms.
"You better now?" America looked up at him, some light mascara trailing from tear marks and rain down cyke face which Russia wiped off.
"Y-yeah." Cyke voice was a bit croaky but still alright.
"I'm glad." Russia gently kissed cyke forehead. "Let's get you in some fresh clothes and I'll make you some hot cocoa, sound good?" America nodded at him and Russia smiled.
America was soon dressed in a large hoodie, cyke binder taken off and left to dry with the rest of cyke clothes. A large cup of hot cocoa in cyke hands, whipped cream on cyke nose.
Russia cuddled cyr on his lap. "Now that you're comfortable can you tell me what happened?"
America nodded and took a long sip of his hot cocoa. "I-It was my family." Russia nodded, knowing how they could be. "They were just, s-so aggressive. They kept m-m-misgendering m-me. O-on purpose. A-and i-it really. Hu-urt." America drank a lot more of cyke hot cocoa. Something must have gone really wrong I'd cy had gone this far today compared to other days.
"Shhh. Take your time. You're safe here Meri. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Russia continued to be quiet and soothing. He wanted to bounce his leg badly but he would keep it in as long as America was on his lap.
"N-no. I want to tell it. Just, it's hard." America held the cup steadily in cyke hand as Russia nodded. "They-they." America gulped. "They said. They said I would always be their daughter, I could never be anything but their daughter, a-and they kicked me out. My-my spare binder is there. I-I'm not allowed back u-until I c-c-can be fe-emale." America sniffed and drank more of cyke hot cocoa.
"Hey, we can buy you a new spare binder. No issue. You still have your own house, and you can always move in with me. Fuck your old family, they're losing an amazing person Ame." Russia nuzzled his face into America's neck making cyr start to laugh.
"Thanks Russ. You always cheer me up. Thanks for existing."
"Of course Meri. I'll always be by your side."
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FanfictionLiterally just me doing a bunch of one shots. a lot are Countryhumans but there's also gonna be some OC work in here for no reason. I probably won't expend on any of these ideas but if you want to read, feel free I guess.
