Braginski Stories

A Hetalia Fanfic by Raven Ende. World War II has came to a crashing halt. Germany has lost the war, and America has nearly destroyed Japan with his most powerful weapon. Japan is left broken, sick, and beaten with no one to help him pick up the pieces. Russia, knowingly going against the Allies, had attempted to warn him, but was unsuccessful. He now feels like he must help Japan fix the gaps in his memory about that horrible day when the bombs fell, and later has to repair Japan's broken heart.

Reader is an average girl who really isn't all that bad just misunderstood. And fellow classmate Ivan Braginsky Does something about it This is just a little one-shot/drabble

A missing brother, an old myth, and a creature.

What happens when the Hetalia guys meet the Hetaliana girls (Hetaliana doesn't belong to me but I made the name Hetaliana up) Hetalia belongs to the respected owner!

<Russia X Reader (You)> At a World Conference, the nations decide to play Seven Minutes in Heaven. You and your crush, Russia, are chosen next. The following is what happens when Russia tells you that he likes you back...

Please go check out @celecart I read her tips and saw this. So I'm doing this thanks to her! Spasibo!

In this fanficiton you are one of Russias employes and have to work for him. Actually you are feard of him and you fell a lot of compassion for such a tortured Soul. But althoughs this Feelings, you stayed away from him... But one day everyting changed.

While I was on Tumblr, I found a head canon for Russia, and decided to write a one shot based on it.

A weird and cringey fanfiction about you getting lost in Russia. I wrote this in my 7th grade notebook while I was in love with Ivan :P but I decided to publish it because it's not as cringey as my other fanfics lmao

Podobno kiedyś pojawi się tu więcej RusAme. Podobno. Ale pewnie nie. (Ilustracja autorstwa https://ironfries.tumblr.com/ )

As he came out of his house, he could feel a strong wind blowing onto his face. It whistled past his ears and danced together with the falling snowflakes. Sitting down on a bench he took in the sights surrounding him. Snow was visible on his roof and land, life felt peaceful. The only problem was that... He didn't feel anything. A sip of vodka would help, perhaps? It never failed to fill his empty, lonely soul. He drank, and closed his eyes in satisfaction. Opening them once more he noticed from the corner of his eye someone with black hair and heard a sniff.Hmm, that was unusual. Perhaps he should go check that out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Victoria was having a bad day. In her current traveling route, she made the decision to stop in Russia for a while. Unfortunately, she forgot that she did not bring winter clothing. Currently, she was looking for some sort of shelter in this isolated place the useless cab decided to drop her off at. She sniffed. It seemed colder at this area it seemed. She was just about to turn in the other direction when she heard a man calling to her. "Do you need any help, da?"

RussiaXReader || You are the queen and I am the servant. Destiny separated pitiful friends. If the whole world becomes your enemy, I would be by your side, just keep smiling an laughing for me.

-DISCONTINUED- Your grandmother told you many stories of the nations. Your favorites were the ones including the snow country, Russia. *I do NOT own Hetalia or its characters*

"I miss you, snowflake." "I miss you too, sunflower." Rusame Valentine's day one-shot

WWIII hetalia fan fiction with an oc yep hope you like

It's getting to be too much for me. I have to leave here. He doesn't love me; I've come to see that. And I can't stand for it any longer. I've got to find someone else to help me.