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The skirts of your blue ball gown brushed against the marble floor as you descended the steps. At the bottom your father was talking to a young man you had never met. He had blond hair that was slightly slicked back, a few strands escaping.
Below his hair line he had the largest eyebrows you had ever seen, but they seemed to fit his face quite nicely. His eyes were the same green as the grass growing outside and when they met yours you smiled politely.
All in all the man was quite handsome. Your father's voice brought you out of your inspection of the man, "Awww _____. This is Duke Arthur Kirkland." The blond man bowed and you curtsied in response.
"It is a pleasure to meet you my Lady."
"And mine to meet you good sir." You had to keep everything formal as society dictated. You would have liked to greet him in a more personal manner but that would have been frowned upon.
"Arthur and myself were talking, and you have come of age to be Wed. Arthur's family is quite high up in society, he
BTT X Crossdressing Reader:One regret= love part 6"sigh" you were poking at your homemade pasta. Elizabeth looked at you confused. You didn't care and kept playing with your pasta, if you continued to stab the pasta, it would have looked like mash potato. But suddenly you felt a wind and a hand stopping you from stabbing your poor pasta.More Like This
"VEEE what are you a doing to the a pasta!" the boy said you looked towards the boy.... He looked just like your dad. The same brown hair, closed eyes, goofy smile and the same hair curl.
"Dad?" you asked poking the boys cheek, he screamed thinking you were going to hit him. Then came a German that looked just like your mom but a male version.
"Feli! what's wrong" The German said you were so confused why were your parents here and why is your mom a male... you walked up the German and pat his chest and stomach, it was rock hard with abs, you sighed a sigh of relief
"Yup definitely a guy, are you sure you guys aren't parent cosplaying or something" you asked looking at the males. They looked at y
-I'm Not Bad- EnglandXReaderXFrance"You've got the wrong idea about me, Detective Kirkland." Arthur jumped at her lilting voice, not having expected company, let alone for the gorgeous Mrs. (Y/N) Bonnefoy to have entered his apartment while he was bathing.More Like This
He gripped the towel tighter around his waist, protecting himself, his decency, and his dignity from glossy (E/C) eyes. But she was turned away from him, having been admiring her beauty in a smudged and scummy hand mirror that couldn't make her seem any less flawless, no matter how hard it tried.
She pursed her plump lips slightly, staring forlornly at her reflection before she continued, "I'm only a simple pawn. I've been used, manipulated just like my dear, sweet, foolish Francis."
"I've got to say, I doubt that very much, Mrs. Bonnefoy. Whether he was used or not, your husband is wanted for murder. There is no getting around that," he claimed, trying to keep his tone flat and non-committal.
"Oh, and I would agree with you," she started, gaze darting to his form in
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Sad. As usual. But not that sad like the previous one I made.
…okay, carry on.
It was that day, the 14th of February, also known as "Valentine's Day". But to you, it was just like any other ordinary day—nothing special about it. But still, you wanted to greet everyone else a "Happy Valentine's Day".
You started to walk down the halls of your school. Everyone was holding flowers, cards, and other stuff. Just then you saw one of your close friends, Elizaveta, receiving flowers and a card from Roderich. "Aww, how sweet!~" you thought. You longed for someone to do the same for you, yet you highly doubt that anyone has ever really liked you. You walked closer to the two. "Happy Valentine's Day, you two!" you greeted them both, smiling and waving. But to your surprise, they just left, not even bothering to even look at you. "Hmph!" you said to yourself. "Geez, just because it's Valentine's Day, doesn't mean that they have to act a