Rusger Oneshots

Our Scars Make Us Stronger

Angst Week No.7! 

We're done!! We're finally done with Angst Week!!

(FINallY-)

I will miss it tho, it wasn't easy to write angst continuously with the bare minimum of fluff breaks, but it was plenty of fun. The points where I could mentally high-five myself for getting a certain angsty part of dialogue right and make people sad UwU *chef kiss*

Definitely would recommend, it's a fun trip to explore new territory in the world of writing XDXD If you can't take a whole Week, just do Weekends-

But For Now!! we're back in the fluff business after this!! (Smut? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )

And also the book is up again, after unpublishing because of some people on the internet having too much free time to be planning raids when they could be finding the cure to cancer or smt productive jeez-

(That was written amongst the month of september-)

(UPDATE: It is now october and supposingly the month of the raid what now- I DONT WANNA UNPUBLISH THE BOOK AGAIN IT WAS HARD GETTING ALL THE CHAPTERS BACK UP-)

Okay a bit about this oneshot. They will be talking about their scars, this prompt came from the amazing, incredible SnaggedChocolate. Thank you!! (I hope it meets what you expected!!)

In the usual oneshots of mine, I don't really focus much on their scars, not in fluff or in smut, because I feel like they've been together for so long already, the scars are just an accepted part of themselves and are not much of importance to be mentioned at every single point of time.

But this oneshot ahaha is angst >:D

I hope you enjoy it!! Even though I have to apologize for it being quite long!! Got carried away writing again lol XD (And the flows kinda off...o.o)

(warning: Kinda bullying? Depreciation? drunk bar fights, minor blood, scars as mentioned, past trauma, past self-harm(Kept to a minimum cuz we're focusing more on Ger in this oneshot). Is this scar worship? I pray not, I really tried to steer farr away from that-)

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"Hey gorgeous~" A Southern accent purred lowly.

Germany sighed. 'Why do all the other gay men flock to me whenever Russland isn't around-' He thought, and spun around to face another human male, who looked equally as drunk as himself.

"Hallo~" He slurred back politely, alcohol making him more laid back and possibly flirtier. The man looked at him up and down, before leaning in closer, a grin on his face.

"Nice accent... Where're you from~?" He asked.

"Oh...Berlin."

"Mm...mind giving me a name, darling?" The man purred again. Germany grinned and took a quick sip of his beer to clear his throat.

"Um, no."

He huffed in annoyance, but quickly smirked again at Germany. "Well then, how about a dance?" The music changed in the background, getting a new wave of people to the dance floor. Most of them drunk as well.

Germany shook his head, but the man stood up and grabbed his waist with his left hand. Germany flinched and tried to push him away, he wasn't drunk enough that he could forget he had a boyfriend. But the man only grabbed the other side of his hip and pulled him towards him.