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The Reward of LifeLife is abundant. You see it all around you, every day. There are the trees in the forests. The bushes by the sidewalk. The flowers at the library, or the tigers at the zoo. Those are just a few places.
You can find young mushrooms after a long, rainy night. There might be some seaweed washed up on the beach. The birds that sing for you on your way to school. The bugs that fly, the cats that hunt, the people that talk, it's all alive.
Most importantly, you are alive. What does that mean?
Being alive means that you can see, feel, taste, hear, and touch. It means you can think, feel, and know. It means that you have this one special thing that makes our planet so amazing. You are a part of what makes this world as big, vibrant, and unique as it is. No matter who you are. No matter where you live.
You are a part of this world. Just by living, you have been given a chance to succeed. You will have happiness, anxiety, anger, and sadness. Sometimes, your emotions might make you feel l
Cat!BTT X Reader - Transformed -Part 3
Cat! BTT X Reader
Part 3 of 4- Contest Prize for :iconanger-problems:
A week went by after the ‘accident’ and you had begun to worry now. Sure they could talk now…. But that was still….. weird. Garfield was a liar…. Talking cats were weird. Arthur would be back to check up on the 4 of you tomorrow, and hopefully he would have the reverse spell.
It was late now and you sat on your couch watching whatever program was on. One of the trio members would occasionally go “STOP! I like this movie.” Or “NO (NAME)! This show is great!”
You would just roll your (eye color) and wait until one of them playfully attacked the other and than would start channel surfing again.
“It’s getting late…. You should start to head bed chica. Its getting late.” Spain said and looked at you, green eyes looking into yours.
You glanced at the clock and saw it was past midnight. “Hmmm…..” You nodded and c
Cat!BTT X Reader - Transformed -Part 4 (FINAL!)
Cat! BTT X Reader
Part 4 of 4- Contest Prize for :iconanger-problems:
You glanced around, eyeing the men around you, distrusting eye’s making contact with theirs.
“ Full house.” Antonio eyed and placed his cars down.
“Ugh, Three of a kind….” Francis sighed.
“Hehe,” Gilbert moved his eyebrows up and down. “Four of a Kind…”
“Uh! No way!” Antonio cried and looked at the 4 Aces Gilbert placed on your dining room table.
“Looks like I von again!” Gilbert yelled happily.
“Not so fast mon ami, (Name) ‘as not yet put ‘er cards down and zhat smirk is saying somezhing.” Francis eyed you.
“As if she has somezhing zhat could beat zhing awesome me!” He said arrogantly.
“Oh really?” You began, arrogance taking over your voice, “Not even a Straight Flush?”
You placed your king, queen, jack, 10 and 9 of hearts down and smiled.
Watch your step - Loki x Blind!OC
Watch your step - A Loki x Blind!OC drabble
Summary: Having lost her sight during the New York attack, a young girl deals with living in large city. Returning home one evening, she bumps into a stranger.
She was walking down the sidewalk, moving her walking stick in front of her to ensure that she wasn't going to bump into something or fall into a hole (not that it would be the first time it happened, anyways). She sighed lightly, feeling the chill evening breeze play in her hair. Pulling her jacket closer, suddenly her walking stick slipped, causing her to stop dead in her tracks. Listening closely, she tried to figure where it had fallen before she turned to the right, took a step and instead of bending down, she bumped into something.
Or...someone. From what she could sense, a tall person was standing right in front of her. She assumed she had bumped into their back because she felt movement as soon as she touched them as then she almost
AtC: OverprotectiveThe familiar squeak of the hinge as you pushed open Rivaille's door made you smile as you entered, watching as your husband looked up from the window he was standing at. He glanced at you for a moment without greeting before turning back to whatever has captured his interest down in the courtyard below.
A playful smile danced on your lips as you strode over to where your husband stood, hands folded behind his back.
"I brought you lunch." You declared, setting a small basket of groceries down on the surface of his desk. Rivaille did not look up. You paused for a moment, observing him.
His brow was furrowed in an expression of frustration or mild anger, you weren't sure. His mouth was a taut line, his eyes half lidded as he stared down at the courtyard.
"What are you looking at?" You asked, though you already knew. You wandered over to the window, placing a small peck on Rivaille's cheek before gazing down into the courtyard.
A young lady, with dark feathery
Grub!Karkat x Reader
…Karkat. Oh lord. I went to pick him up out of the basket by his cute wittle candy red grub body, only to have him bite the hell out of my finger. “HOLY SHIT OW GOD DAMN IT KARKAT WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?!?!?!” I screeched, sucking on the bitten finger while glaring right back at the little grub. His pure red eyes were kind of alarming though. I was about to punish him when I heard him sniffle. I sighed, dropped my hand, and gently massaged his head, being wary of his horns. When he started to purr, I carefully picked him up and held him to my chest, like you would a baby. I thought he might bite again, but he didn’t; he just snuggled up to me, while looking me directly in the eye. “Sleepy my little guy?” He squeaked, and began nibbling on my shirt. I silently giggled, and made my way to our bedroom. I slipped him into the slime after giving him a quick reminder to not ingest that crap,
EnglandxReader- Just My RoommateYou pulled your tattered (f/c) coat closer to you as you walked down the streets, lit only by lanterns. You were just wandering around aimlessly, not having anywhere else to go. Your parents had decided to kick you out and you didn’t have any friends since you had recently moved to this neighborhood. Your breath billowed out in clouds of steam and you rubbed your arms, this cold was not making your situation any better.
“Well, at least things can’t get any worse,” you muttered to yourself. Than you felt two people roughly put their hands on your shoulders. Me and my big mouth, you thought as they led you into a darkened alley. They turned you around and you saw to men in hoods, and a shadow was cast so you couldn’t make out their faces.
“Hand over your valuables and you don’t get hurt.” One of them growled, and you suppressed the urge to laugh. You had no valuables.
“I wish, but I don’t have anything. But if
By Sheer Chance (2P Romano x Seamstress!Reader)Everyone knew the name Lovino Vargas. If you didn’t that meant you were living a rock for the last few years. He was a famous fashion designer and some of his creations were seen all over the country, Europe, Asia, everywhere. He did what he did with pride and he was unisex and some of his creations cost almost nothing but some of his designs cost an arm, leg, and even spleen. Sometimes he would charity auctions, even a rumor that he once walked into a high school arts and crafts fair saw a that the drama and arts department were selling their costumes and other creations to keep the art programs open. He bought them out, gave them back and donated it all back within the same day. Everyone thought he was either genius or mad. There were other rumors too, that he was very difficult to work with. There’s was story where he made models run out of his studio in tears. One model regaled how she he told her that she wasn’t “It”. She was accepted everywhere and w
Throwing Punches (Thor x Reader One Shot)The punching bag swayed slightly as you battered it with a barrage of sloppy punches. You hadn’t spoken a word since the attack on New York, since you’d learned Coulson had died, and the Avengers were starting to worry. As a skilled tactician and a deadly martial artist, you’d been with the initiative from the start, a Shield agent paralleled only by Hawkeye and Black Widow.
You attacked the punching bag angrily and without proper form, ignoring the pain it caused your unwrapped wrists and fingers. There was only one person who could get through to you when you were like this and it just happened to be the very man you were grieving. Coulson had been the family you had never had, the friend you always wanted, and the mentor that you desperately needed.
The chains holding the bag up groaned as you landed a particularly forceful punch. You hated Fury for using his death as fuel for the fight. You hated Steve for not signing his trading cards before he died. You hated Lo
Cleaning and Sabotage Part 2 (Levi x Reader)“___, get back here!”
You giggle –or at least try to, in between huffs and gasps. “You’ll have to catch me first!” You shout back teasingly.
Levi doesn’t even bother to reply, but his pace quickens as he rapidly closes the distance between the two of you. Maybe it’s just your imagination, but you can see his eyes gleaming like a predator who’s found its prey, and his lips curled into a cold, calculating smile. You gulp, turning forward and pushing as much power as possible into your legs.
Unfortunately, you couldn’t keep this up forever. Your breath was coming out in heavy gasps now, and it felt like your lungs were going to explode. You could feel your muscles weakening, and your speed gradually slowing down. You figured you had at most a minute left before your legs would completely give out.
And judging by the threats streaming from behind you, you did not want to get caught by him.
Then, out of the corner of
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