Set sometime shortly after Finland joins the Russian Empire as a Grand Duchy where Finland continues to think about Sweden and Russia decides to teach his newest spoil that he belongs to him now.
Really I just wanna see some torment and striking of fear into him, doesn't have to be any sex, just Russia being the psycho man-child he is and fucking around with Finland's head.
I actually took the idea and did it a little differently then you asked, so if it's not really what you wanted let me know and I'll try again.
Early January, 1918It was a victory, at least that's what everyone called it. Finland was free now. He no longer had to face Russia and his attempts to make Finland 'more Russian.' He no longer had to live in fear, not knowing when the next attack would come. When he looked at it that way, it was a great victory. Independence was amazing, and in some ways Finland was relieved to finally have it
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Even now he could remember the pain of it all. The beating, the whips, the sting of dirt and tree bark being rubbed into fresh wounds, the burn of things being forced into him, it was all coming back to him. And, more than all of that, he remembered the words.
"I won't let you think about anyone else."
His pulse quickened.
"Don't even think about going back to him. He wouldn't take something like you back."
He looked away from the mirror and attempted to pull his shirt back up.
"You're such a bad boy, Finland. Why should I give you nice things when you can't take care of them?"
But the shirt caught on his elbow, and he couldn't quite pull it all the way up. He tugged harder.
"Stop? You want me to stop? No, I won't stop, not until you learn your lesson."
He was panicking. His breath came quicker, but he still felt like he needed more. His chest was going to explode.
"This is for your own good."
He squeezed his eyes shut to keep out the noise.
"You could die here, and nobody would care. Nobody cares. You're nothing now."He
( ... )
This is the anon who promised the juicy review. I don't if I can't do it though. I don't even know if I will be able to write a coherent review now, my emotions are so jumbled. Anon!writer that was so beautiful and so so sad. It makes total sense though. After All Sweden and Finland are no longer together, and they will never ever be ;_; It's so touching the way you described Finland being happy about his independence while at the same time one could sense a deep unexplained sadness in him. Very angsty, very well done. Now I'm tempted to go and request more Russia/Finland fics.
Oh wow, amazing job anon. So well written, and perfect characterization. This is one of my favourite pairs that might be a problem and you've done it so perfectly. (As horrible as that may sound).
Set sometime shortly after Finland joins the Russian Empire as a Grand Duchy where Finland continues to think about Sweden and Russia decides to teach his newest spoil that he belongs to him now.
Really I just wanna see some torment and striking of fear into him, doesn't have to be any sex, just Russia being the psycho man-child he is and fucking around with Finland's head.
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Early January, 1918It was a victory, at least that's what everyone called it. Finland was free now. He no longer had to face Russia and his attempts to make Finland 'more Russian.' He no longer had to live in fear, not knowing when the next attack would come. When he looked at it that way, it was a great victory. Independence was amazing, and in some ways Finland was relieved to finally have it ( ... )
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"I won't let you think about anyone else."
His pulse quickened.
"Don't even think about going back to him. He wouldn't take something like you back."
He looked away from the mirror and attempted to pull his shirt back up.
"You're such a bad boy, Finland. Why should I give you nice things when you can't take care of them?"
But the shirt caught on his elbow, and he couldn't quite pull it all the way up. He tugged harder.
"Stop? You want me to stop? No, I won't stop, not until you learn your lesson."
He was panicking. His breath came quicker, but he still felt like he needed more. His chest was going to explode.
"This is for your own good."
He squeezed his eyes shut to keep out the noise.
"You could die here, and nobody would care. Nobody cares. You're nothing now."He ( ... )
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Now I'm tempted to go and request more Russia/Finland fics.
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Well...that made me very sad. It painted a wonderful, yet morbid, image.
Good job, I loved every second of it.
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You did such a beautiful job! Thank you again. :D
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So well written! <3
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Wonderfully written. Thank you for filling this, anon~♥
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Well done.
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