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omgg i cant stop giggling n kicking my feet BUT can i request gn!reader 'accidentally' leaving a lipstick kiss mark on russia, america, canada, greece and japan before they leave for the day and the countries dont notice until either from a mirror or someone else points it out? AAOUGUGGH

hetalia russia, america, canada, greece, and japan when their s/os leave a kiss in lipstick

1.6k words ~ gender neutral headcanons

tw: none!

a/n: hjey guys did you know being a costume director is time consuming? i did not. send help. also enjoythis idk

Russia

It was never an easy affair to get Ivan out of the house. His clinginess combined with how admittedly boring his job was made it near impossible for him to leave without you forcing him to. Today was one of those days, and you were beginning to think you’d have to leave with him.

"But darling, can't you understand? It's so cold and miserable out there..." He whines as he holds you.

He's got you positioned so that you're standing between his legs while he sits on the couch, his arms wrapped tightly around you and his head resting against your chest. So... no escape available without coaxing.

"I know, I know, but you'll be late..."

"They will be ok without me, but I won't be ok without you!"

All you can do is sigh until you're suddenly struck with an idea. You can't go with him, but you can leave something with him. And looking down at his snow-white skin, you have just the idea.

"But you won't have to be without me, Vanya!" You chide, tilting his head up to look at you. His face lights up instantly.

"What do you mean?"

Instead of responding, you lean down and press a soft kiss against his forehead, leaving a pink imprint of your lips on his face.

"That one was magic, ok? It'll stay with you the whole day, so I'll always be with you!" It's childish, and you're struggling not to laugh, but his innocent expression tells you all you need to know. He'll finally let you go, none the wiser as to what you really meant.

"Ah- Mr. Braginsky..." Some random intern was forced to prompt later in the day, his tone fearful as to how Ivan would react.

"Yes?"

"You... you have something on- on your face..."

"Huh?" He reaches up to wipe where the intern had gestured, but only smiles when he comes away with your favourite lipstick. He decides that whatever left can stay... it's just your magic, after all.

America

Alfred was a busy man for all the effort he expended to prevent that exact reality. He'd much rather spend all day playing video games at home with you, but duty calls. Though, now, was just glad that for once, you were busy as well.

“Hey, babe!” He greets you with a bright smile, resting his hand on your shoulder before moving to sit across from you. The meeting spot he had chosen was busy, but at least it wasn't far from either places you two needed to be.

“Were you waiting long?”

“No, not really,“ You respond with a sigh, twirling the straw in your drink.

”Well, that's good because uh- bad news, I won't be able to stay l-“

”Ugh! Seriously?“

He shrinks a little, fidgeting with his hair, ”Yeah, I know, but like- I can't reall-“

”Do they know you're a person? Like, a person who needs to live?“

“Technically, I'm not, babe,” He laughs, “But I appreciate how protective you are anyway.“

He continued to talk with you for a while, about your day, his day, a weird guy he saw on the street, about how you can't keep threatening his boss because he's the president- until after only a few moments, his phone rang.

He sucked in a quick breath and accepted it, only speaking for a second. Then, he got up with a dramatic groan.

“That's my cue. I guess I'll see you later, K?”

But he wasn't about to get away that easy. You shot up, grabbing onto his tie and pulling closer so you could kiss his cheek quickly.

“For good luck,” You assure, and he grins.

“What are you guys laughing about?” Alfred asks as soon as he goes back to work, looking nervously at the group of co-workers pointing at him.

“Got something on your face, man!”

Instantly, he realizes what happened and hurriedly wipes it off. His face is red with embarrassment, but he can't deny the butterflies in his stomach.

Canada

No matter how long you've been together, Matthew never stopped trying to be the picture-perfect boyfriend. At least, that's what you thought as he chose to show up with roses when he came to pick you up. It might've been a fancy event, but you're sure no one else would be doing that kind of thing. But who were you this kind of attention?

“Uhm- good evening, Y/N,” He stutters out as you let him come in for a moment.

“Awww, you shouldn't have!“ You take the roses from him and set them aside.

”It- It's nothing, really-“

”Most men wouldn't even think of that anymore...“ You assure him. He looks sheepish now as if he hadn't expected you to like your gift.

”Then- then, um- they should learn how to t-treat their partners...“

How cute. You walk over to him and stand on your toes to kiss his cheek, to which he immediately stiffens and blushes.

“Thank you, Matthew.”

“Ye-Yeah, uh-huh- yeah- y-you're welcome,” He mumbles, looking down in embarrassment. The colour gracing his cheeks almost perfectly matches the mark your lipstick left behind. You begin to say something about it, but before you can, he frantically cuts you off.

“So- we should get g-going right? Right, time to go...” He blurts out, taking your hand and almost dragging you out to the car.

Finally, once you two arrived at the event, you gathered the courage to tell him.

While you two walked, arm in arm, up to the main entrance, you suddenly blurted out, ”You have lipstick on your cheek!“

Except by that time, more than a couple of people had seen him. causing him to instantly freeze up.

The colour drained from his face, and he weakly whimpered out, ”Um, c-could you- uh- g-get it?“

You immediately obliged, cleaning off his cheek. He was embarrassed, but it was still on his mind all night.

Greece

“But do you have to?”

“Yes.”

“But-”

“I’m not getting out of this one, ok?”

“But I don’t want you to go…” His protests were typical, but that didn’t make them any less annoying. Although, it’s hard to resist him when he’s clinging to you like a lost puppy and he smells like he just finished cooking.

“It’ll only be a few hours, ok?” You sigh, finally finishing your makeup.

All he can do now is whine softly, which makes you realize there may be only one way to stop his desperate clinginess. You turn around in his arms, take his pleading face in your hands, and press frenzied kisses all over it. Instantly, his eyes light up and his lips form a dopish smile, and you know you’re free.

“Is that better?” You ask, and he nods. But before you let go, you have to admire how silly he looks with your lips painted all over his face.

By the time you return home, it’s already dark. The house is quiet, and when you check the time, you realize he would’ve fallen asleep hours ago. But considering how exhausted you are already, it’s nothing but a relief.

When you enter your shared bedroom, your thoughts are confirmed. He’s already passed out, his broad body splayed haphazardly over your blankets. At first, you don’t think anything of it. But when you turn on the light to get ready for bed, you notice the red stains still sitting on his cheeks.

Somehow, throughout the entire rest of the day, he never looked in the mirror long enough to notice the lipstick covering his face. Or, maybe he did, and just decided that your tokens of affection could stay.

Japan

Kiku was never late. Not even when tired, sick, or at war, was he late to anything. So, the one day that he allowed himself to relax with you, was naturally the first day in centuries that he hadn’t been an hour early.

“It’s gonna be alright!” You call out from the bathroom while you do your makeup, and he doesn’t even waste the time to respond. Even from all the way across the house, you can hear him desperately throwing things together.

“It is not alright!”

“You’ll still be on time!” That doesn’t seem to convince him to calm down at all, as you can hear his panicked breaths growing louder as he makes his way over to the entry door.

“Wait, wait, hold on,” You insist, and he pauses for a moment. When you meet him at the door, he looks a mess. His hair was askew, his eyes wild with panic, and his tie nearly all the way to the side.

You sigh and begin tidying him up. He relaxes under your touch, you can tell even from under his layers of stoicism; although he can’t allow himself to bask in your attention for long.

“I must go-”

“I know, I know, just…” You pull him forward, quickly pressing a kiss to his cheek. He blushes but doesn’t let that distract him. In a moment, he’s gone out the door.

After a frenzied drive into the city, he can finally breathe a sigh of relief. 10 minutes early… not great, but enough. He looks in the mirror one last time, making sure he looks his best before he finally steps out into the public when he notices it. The print of your lipstick, still on his cheek.

His touch lingers on it for a moment, his breathing stilling, before he rubs it off. You’ll just have to replace it later, he tells himself before he finally steps out of the car.

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eruverse · 2 years

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More Ivan Braginsky headcanon — trauma responses

I am writing this on behalf of @justknocking from our discord chat. All of this here comes from them and I’m only adding a bit of notes. Effectively, this is a shared headcanon because their Vanya is now mine too lol.

Firstly, yes, Ivan has deep traumatic backstory and everyone can see that from 100 km away. This comprises a long chain of events so his trauma responses are borne from things that keep piling up and finally spilling over? Something like that. It was certainly not from an isolated, singular circumstance. I’m gonna list what those things are, which are historical:

The loss of his mother, Rus, who was already weakening before Mongolia came for their first encounter on the Battle of Kalka River in 1223 (it was still Mongolia, not Golden Horde yet). Mongolia was instrumental in her death, with Golden Horde finalizing it.

Golden Horde’s vassalage of lands that would be Russia. If Rus’ death was scary for him, Golden Horde’s invasion was when Ivan truly learned what it was like to be small and helpless.

Life with Golden Horde. It wasn’t so bad for his people relatively speaking, but occupation is still an occupation and he was still shown his place under Horde’s boots. It was bearable but it did a number to his further emotional development.

Lithuania who he wanted to befriend but occupied his lands instead. Huge parts of it lol.

This fic here (tw rape) Background is siege of Moscow by Tokhtamysh of Golden Horde. The city was sacked.

Ivan the Terrible abandoning him in Moscow in 1571 when Crimean Khan came marching down and burned it. Ivan adored his king and the ground he walked on, so he thought he was a bad little boy because he had to be left alone (with an enemy, even).

Huge famine after Ivan the Terrible died. It was bad time all around as his whole family also perished which meant no one could inherit the throne after him, resulting in Russians fighting for power. Then outsiders tried to take over Russia again: Sweden took over some lands and Poland even took over the throne in Moscow and lived there for two years. This is when Ivan got decapitated and you could say that he lost his last marbles and went absolutely mad after this.

All of these events that occurred throughout hundreds of years incited deep traumatic responses. They are:

Vanya dissociates easily and readily. Do you know someone whose eyes just suddenly glaze over and look empty, but like, actually void? Yeah. Ivan is an emotional boy but also is capable of extreme detachment because of it.

Violent pain responses. He attacks people when he is hurt or threatened and can’t control the extent of his strength. This often results in skulls being bashed in, limbs being ripped, or flesh being torn out even though that’s not his intention. At the same time, he can bear basically everything from the people he likes and wants affection from (more on that later). His pain tolerance is actually high, so his perceived hurt often comes from more emotional pain than strictly physical ones.

Will go to great lengths to please people he likes (aka wants attention and affection from). In this he is like a toddler going after an adult man with a candy.

Has stockholm syndrome for almost all his rulers. High emotional dependency on them like a toddler with separation anxiety (I think especially when he was much younger).

Doesn’t think he can object authorities too much whom he sees as parental figures. Does sometimes run away from them tho (from getting overwhelmed) but will return if really demanded back.

Prone to anger/outbursts and tears (this is canon I think lol)

Doesn’t feel much empathy in that he is self centered. Not in a malicious psycho way tho, he’s none of that — but it is a childish self centeredness like the way many toddlers are only focused on their own gratification while not taking others into account. Get it? He doesn’t intentionally treat others badly but he often forgets that they too have emotional needs. His love is focused on his own self and he is kind to others so they would love him and shower him with affection, not because one should treat others the way they want to be treated.

He has a twisted world perception: for him, he is the center of the world with everyone else surrounding him. Again, he is like this because his brain is seemingly stuck on early childhood development with extremely narrow and self centered emotional mindset. He calibrates everything with how it relates to him and how it makes him feel. He cannot imagine things from others’ perspectives, or by putting him in others’ shoes. He cannot imagine situations using others’ logic. In that Ivan is actually deeply pure.

Painfully aware of everything around him if it relates to him. He wants to know every move, every gesture, every expression of the people who interact with him. Often gets obsessive about them too because he has such high hopes with these kind of people. He is a child starved of love.

#hetalia #aph russia #aph mongolia #aph poland #aph sweden #aph lithuania #hws mongolia #hws russia #hws sweden #hws lithuania #hws poland #russia my love #oc golden horde #hws golden horde #my headcanon

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