The Gassy King of AlteaMarth sighed, running a hand through his blue hair. To his right, his castle steward chattered on about how well the local smithy was doing despite the war recently ending.
“You’d think he’d do poorly, but with the increased travel since the war ended, everyone needs axles for their wagons and trade has picked up!”
Marth nodded, taking in the sight of the castle town. Ordinarily he loved these weekly tours of the city, marking progress of his kingdom since the fight for it had ended.
But at the moment, he really just wanted some privacy.
His gut cramped, and his face heated slightly when some of the gas he had been holding back escaped on its own in a hot, hissing rush. Thankfully it was silent, but it lasted an obscenely long time and did nothing to bring him relief. His guts grumbled when it was over, a churning roar that let him know the little that had been let out wasn’t enough.
His oblivious steward kept talking, and Marth let him onward, away from h
Taiwan x Male!Reader: Reflection
~Look at me
I will never pass for a perfect bride
Or a perfect daughter
Can it be
I'm not meant to play this part?
Now I see
That if I were truly to be myself
I would break my family's heart~
Taiwan frowned as she gazed into a small pond. The girl looking back at her looked nothing like her true self. The heavy makeup masked not only her face, but her real self. She looked away and noticed Yao with his arms folded, shaking his head in disapproval. She blew her chances of finding an ally. She needed a male country to take care of her and her country. Yao had enough to handle on his own; he didn’t need Taiwan being a burden.
“Why can’t I do anything right?” she asked herself quietly and she slumped down against a stone pillar.
“You can do anything right. Just not everything” a voice chuckled as she turned to see her familiar friend, (y/n). (y/n) was the country of (c/n) and happened to be close to her and the other Asian nations. He enjoyed drinking te