Russia/Suicidal!Lithuania- Lithuania holds a knife up to his neck, and tells Russia that he'll do it right there if he comes any closer. How Russia reacts to this is up to you.
There were days when he thought that living in fear was worse than not living at all. It was always worst in the depths of (Russia's) Winter, when it seemed that the sun himself was too depressed to share any of his warmth. One would have thought that he'd have grown used to it by now, but even Russia struggled against the Winter he'd faced for his whole life, so how could Lithuania be expected to cope at all?
He stepped a little closer to the pot, a little closer to the fire, and wondered what it would be like to burn. Warm. Yes. It would be so warm. And when it was over, he would never have to see Russia ever again. And his people would be dead. Worse: forgotten.
But what did the histories of the future matter compared to what he was facing now? He would be better off dead. No more cold, no more winter, no more worries, no more Russia. No more fear. He was already failing his people, failing his friends.... friend? Did he have any left
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"You're not going to do it," said Russia matter-of-factly, still using that bloody fucking sing-song tone, moving to take a step.
"TRY ME!" He pressed the knife deeper and felt the blood begin to flow.
Russia had frozen again and Lithuania wished he would take one step, just one more step, so that he could carry out his threat. Then it would all be over. Everything.
"If you die, I'm going to rape your corpse."
Lithunia blinked.
"And then I'm going to invite Poland over and make him do it too."
Lithuania blinked rapidly, trying to clear his vision so that he could see Russia, to determine if the psychopath was actually telling the truth
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Aww, poor Toris. I love it how Russia knows what to say to make Liet react the way he wants. I also adore how bringing up Poland was the key to it. Lithuania, the eternal hero, would accept himself dying but wouldn't want his friend to hurt afterwards.
Oh my, this is so sad QAQ My throat hurts from reading, now I want to cry *hugs Lithuania* Don't die, you're a precious country to me! Oh, Lithuania! q___q Thank you, Anon, for writing this sweet, depressing and sad story!
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He stepped a little closer to the pot, a little closer to the fire, and wondered what it would be like to burn. Warm. Yes. It would be so warm. And when it was over, he would never have to see Russia ever again. And his people would be dead. Worse: forgotten.
But what did the histories of the future matter compared to what he was facing now? He would be better off dead. No more cold, no more winter, no more worries, no more Russia. No more fear. He was already failing his people, failing his friends.... friend? Did he have any left ( ... )
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"TRY ME!" He pressed the knife deeper and felt the blood begin to flow.
Russia had frozen again and Lithuania wished he would take one step, just one more step, so that he could carry out his threat. Then it would all be over. Everything.
"If you die, I'm going to rape your corpse."
Lithunia blinked.
"And then I'm going to invite Poland over and make him do it too."
Lithuania blinked rapidly, trying to clear his vision so that he could see Russia, to determine if the psychopath was actually telling the truth ( ... )
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Thank you, Anon, for writing this sweet, depressing and sad story!
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thanks for portraying Liet so well.
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Goodness.
*goes to find your other fics*
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