"Oh, of course not, mother." You replied sarcastically.
"Don't be that way, [Name]. Earl Trancy is a fine young man." Your father stated as he took his place beside your mother.
"That doesn't mean I have to marry him." You tried to argue.
"This topic is not up for debate. You are to marry Alois Trancy upon his 18th birthday, and that's final. You know our family needs this in order to move up in the world." Your father said, his voice stern. Rolling your eyes, you made your way to the front door.
"[Name]." Your mother began. It was her way of trying to reason with you.
"We should leave now. I wouldn't want to keep my fiancé waiting." You replied, sarcasm tainting your words, before walking outside and towards an awaiting carriage.
The ride to the Trancy manor was long, boring, and monotonous. Not to mention the extreme tension that w
Prussia x Child! Reader
Gilbert always seemed like someone who was very popular that everyone knew, some found annoying, and others found attractive. But what they never really knew about the once great kingdom was that he was lonely as he could be. For he would spend his days with either his laptop or his only two friends, no one ever really cared about the person inside, just the shell he was trapped in.
Around this same time a little girl who was no more than four was dropped off at an orphanage by her mother while she slept. The poor child had no idea what she was about to encounter. She was small, frail, and wouldn’t last a day in the rough life of that of an orphan. The child would soon come to know hardships of fighting with other kids, bumps and bruises, and of course sadness of wondering why she was there and if she’s ever going to leave.
After a couple weeks Gilbert went over to the bar when he saw some children playing in the
Arthur Kirkland had finally finished baking and glazing a batch of scones for the world meeting. Smile on his face he packaged them up and made his way to his car. Maybe today was going to be the day someone will love the scones he made.
The Englishman pulled up to the building and brought the food into the meeting room. “Hello everyone. Hope you don’t mind but I brought scones as a sign I’m your esteemed host.” Almost everyone groaned but accepted the baked good to not be rude. However after on bite those polite countries turned downright sour.
Alfred spat out the scone and held his stomach. “Iggy! What do you put in those things! I remembered they were so good when I was small. What happened?” Francis rolled his eyes and threw his out the nearby window.
“Obviously he’s careless with his cooking. Either that or you’ve gotten slightly better taste since
"I don't know America, this sounds like a bad idea to me..." England lets out a deep sigh. "Some people don't know how to control themselves you know."
"Oh hush you, I think it's wonderful, who wouldn't want to be in a dark cramped closet with a beautiful girl? On hon hon hon!" France blows a kiss your way.
"You see what I'm saying, France already has something perverted on the brain. God only knows what he'll do to what every poor girl gets stuck with him." England shot a pissed off look at France.
America began collecting items from everyone. "Shut up England, no one has to control themselves, that's the point. I
I was introduced to the video game realm a tad late than most other people. For most, if not all, of my early childhood, I was isolated from other kids and I had next to no social interactions. My days were spent in a prison-like school and my nights rotted away with mind numbing TV. Life was dull and boring, all I had were my stuffed animals and cheap plastic toys to talk to. That's when I got a GameCube.
It was the Christmas of 2003, I believe. I was overjoyed at having my own video game station. It came with the games Super Mario Sunshine, Pac Man World 2, and Pokémon Channel. Each of those games still hold a special place in my heart today. As soon as the GameCube was set up and read
"That would be mine" Everyone but you stiffens at the familiar sound of Russia's voice.
"Who the heck invited Him man? He creeps the mess outa me!" America backed away from you two dropping the hat in the process.
"Ahh, you did, I got your invitation in the mail." Russia smiled at you sweetly, taking your hand and led you to the closet. Ukraine locked the door for you because America wouldn't go near it.
"I am not liking the dark very much." Russia held you close to him as if looking for comfort.
"It's not so bad" You said digging in your pocket for your iPod. Finding it you turned it on and used it for light. "There, is that better?"
"Yes, thank you, "Russia let you go. "Oh you are so krasivaja, I never noticed before now. I knew you were sweet but…" Russia slowly touched your face, as if trying not to scare you. ""_______" are you afraid of me, like everyone else?" You had never been afraid of
Everyone was talking witchcraft in the village. The Widow Ashe had been missing for almost a week now and though hunting parties were sent out many times to search for her nothing was ever found. The minister of your small village preached long, arduous sermons about the sins of the fathers and demons of hell coming in the rapture to collect the souls of the dammed. Of course your parents were convinced it was all because of your idle nature and lashed out at you so frequently that for a time you were afraid to even sleep for fear of being idle.
Then the children of the town began to complain that a tall man with eyes red as the Devil’s watched them from outside their windows as they lay to sleep. Though many tried to remedy this with blessings and heavy curtains, it did nothing to deter their nighttime visitor.
“Why must you sin so often?” your father would bell
Luffy and (f/n) sat on the figurehead of the Thousand Sunny together after a long day of adventure. The male held her close to his body, his legs tangled with hers. His arms kept a tight grip around her waist, and he smiled a smile filled with content when he felt her lean against his toned chest.
Hearing her sigh, the future king grinned widely, and leaned down to nuzzle her neck, which made the girl giggle.
"You have a cute laugh, (f/n)!" Luffy exclaimed, pressing his nose to the warm skin, and holding her a little tighter. (f/n) chuckled once more, and tilted her head to the side to give Luffy some extra room.
"You do too, Luffy," she entertained with a smile.
At this, however, the boy frowned.