Title: My Self-destruction is all your fault.
Author: me,
crazy_ryzzGenre: totally AU, angst, a bit of drama
Rating: PG-13
Character(s)/Paring(s) Berwald/Sweden, Tino/Finland and Ivan/Russia so that makes this SuFi and Rus/Fin. Mention of others: Francis/France, Arthur/UK. Hints of Ivan/everyone, France/UK
Warnings: OOC, angst, language, Ivan, alcohol usage etc.
Summary: Ivan left the man alone for the night. When he got back home, Tino was waiting with the first-aid kit and a cup of black tea. Ivan watched as the man bandaged his hand. The touch was soft, careful and loving. No one had ever been this sweet to him after all the bullshit he had put them through. Like hell the man in front of would leave him.
Time frame: None really, AU as this is. Only hints of historical stuff, basically years between 1700-1900 and shit happened then.
Disclaimer: Nope, none is mine. Not now or never. Hetalia belongs to its rightful owner and the real countries are totally something else than portrayed here. I intent not to offend anybody so do not take this too seriously, only writing a fanfiction here.
Beta: Awesome
meicdon13 <3<3
A/N:… I just wanted to write something and got this idea of Ivan and Berwald sitting at the bar and… yeah. And because I can`t write happy SuFi, not even if I tried. D:
And I see my Berwald being totally OOC but… Berwald`s character isn`t quite something I have learned from the books so I tried to mix him and my vision of Berwald at that time when shit happened. And I don`t like it. D:
It was like a game: humans were easy to use and control, Ivan liked to tie strings up and then pull them as he liked. at my fanfic journal.
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