Meeting at the Park (GermanyxReader) Ludwig inhaled the fresh park air, flipping the page of his book. His German Sheppard, Blackie, was lying at his master’s feet, his leash trapped under Ludwig’s foot. The day was beautiful and warm. Some children were playing on the playground set nearby. Every so often, the children would glance at the dog at Ludwig’s feet; wanting to ask to pet it but not wanting to disturb the owner.Meeting at the Park (GermanyxReader) by HorseandWolfLover93
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Ludwig felt bad; if only the children would ask. He would have enjoyed the children having fun with Blackie. He also didn’t want to approach them and seem like a total creeper. As he was thinking, a pale blur caught his eye.
You had just entered the park, holding onto your Labrador’s leash. Maxwell was shaking with excitement, looking at the yellow tennis ball you had in your hand. As soon as you had reached the open field of the park, somewhat near the playground, you unclipped Maxwell’s leash.
“Ok, Maxie. Go fetch!” you yelled
Intoxication (Male!EsmeraldaxReader) Part 1/2Intoxication (Male!EsmeraldaxReader) Part 1/2 by LeFantomeDancer
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~Author's Note: Esmeralda=Esmeraldo; I made him a bit more cynic than his female counterpart, just fyi. Some Romani definitions:
~Lyuba: love/Pakvora: beautiful~
It’s January 6th, ten in the morning in Île de la Cité, France. The city is bustling with activity, and more so than usual—or from what you know, at least. You aren’t a native to city life, but rather trace your origins to the quiet countryside beyond Notre Dame. (The “coming of age” and, more importantly, need for money drove you to abandon your modest surroundings in exchange for that of a maidservant—not lavish, but well off enough.)
Your (e/c) eyes watch, intrigued, as the dull bearings of the town become emblazoned with life. People are selling Romani clothes, foreign spices, and various meats and fish at the market. Streets are being swept and the merchants are putting out their exotic goods in preparation for the celebration. Crowds are filling the streets i
Bucky X Reader The Television DebacleBucky X Reader The Television Debacle by RobotToxic
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This was the hardest, longest, and most frustrating day of work in your life. Not only that you lost your office, you lost your promotion by the guy that picks his nose all day. You got his office, which smelled of dirty socks and body order. You spent half your paycheck buying air refreshers...and it still stank like dirty trash can full of poop. And the rest of it went to fast food that could feed ten people. Only one of the sacks was yours. The rest goes to your...roommate.
Well, normal people wouldn't call him a "roommate". When you first met, he was bleeding to death and tried to strangle you because he thought you were one of the people out to get him. You only let him stay to protect him and someone he could trust; he looked like he needed it. After a while, you learned that his name is Bucky. He's pretty jumpy, deadly (he accidentally killed a squirrel with spoon…a plastic one. Don't ask how or why it happened, you still don't know to this day), and...over time...attract
Req. New Beginnings (Connor x Reader)You breathed out a sigh. Finally. The persistent woman left your stand.Req. New Beginnings (Connor x Reader) by Dark-Assassin-Kat
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You worked as a florist in Boston. You didn't have a shop. You were more like a a mobile florist, moving around Boston frequently, and sometimes even going to New York. Your flowers were considered the best since you planted and tended your own. Never used chemicals either.
"Ah, it seems like a good day?" A man smiled, hearing the jingle of coins in your coin pouch. You gave him a tired smile. He was a frequent customer, always buying flowers for his insationable wife.
"Yes, though I'm very tired." You yawned. He chuckled.
"Usual?" You sighed, pointing at a few daisies and roses. He smiled.
"Yes. Here you go." He said, handing you the money. You grinned and handed him the flowers. He smelled them and sighed contently.
"No wonder why she loves them. Thanks again!" He cheered, heading down the street. You chuckled and waved good bye.
You hummed and you packed up your things, making sure you placed everything in your