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Happiness. by xoSkittyKat, literature

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Happiness.

Charlie had made her decision - she was going back to Ireland with Adam, and there was nothing he could do to stop her. Before he had even flown back, she had called Mikey and they'd had a short conversation. He'd been annoyed at what she was asking, grumpy because he knew she was right, and quick to accuse the both of them of being idiots...but he'd reluctantly agreed that it was heart wrenching to be apart from the person that you loved. The second day Adam was there, she had gone into work and given them notice. They had been sad to see her go, considering how long she'd been working in the company, but the smile and her ring, which she

Death. by xoSkittyKat, literature

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Death.

Slumped against a bloodstained wall that had once been white, Me was staring at the space where his forearm should have been. Ending abruptly below the elbow at the edge of his arm band, the edges of the otherwise clean cut shimmered menacingly with a sickening shade of yellow-green. He was dying, and it really had nothing, and everything to do with his missing arm. When his arm had gone, it had taken his key with it. At first, he'd simply followed Monochrome around in hopes that he could be useful, but he'd quickly lost the man in the chaos and he'd spent most of the remainder of the battle being a useless piece of shit. He was out of MP a

Warnings. by xoSkittyKat, literature

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Warnings.

Following the meeting with the Overlord, Maelstrom had been offline for a short period of time. The movie had let out a few minutes after the meeting, and Becky had located him quickly and with a frown. He'd smiled nervously. She wasn't having it. He opened his mouth, but she cut him off before any sound could come out of it. "You're fucking ditching me for the rest of the night and you want a ride home, right?" His jaw snapped shut, and he nodded sheepishly. His girlfriend gave a heavy sigh and leaned into him, and he wrapped an arm around her, pressing a light kiss to her dreads. "I'm sorry, querida." She snorted at the nickname, as she

Daylight. by xoSkittyKat, literature

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Daylight.

It was a nice day. We had a lot of fun. I was enjoying myself. We were happy. It was a nice day. The sun was shining. The birds were singing. She was happy. It was a nice day. We held hands. We kissed and laughed. I was happy. It was a nice day. I asked her to marry me. I was scared. She said yes. It was a nice day. We went back to my house. We spent the evening together. We made love. It was a nice day. We made a lot of memories. She decided to walk home. We kissed goodbye. It was a nice day. We were in love. But the night was dark. The car came from nowhere. It was a nice day, that day. Everything now is cold.

Time. by xoSkittyKat, literature

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Time.

Last night, she had been so tired that she hadn't even noticed where she was when John had introduced her to Robert. She'd been exhausted, but she had made the effort to smile politely at him, and he had smiled back. Everything had been fine – everything revolved around thoughts of "So this is Nightingale", and musings about how he was just as adorable out of game as he was in. They'd all been tired, but going to sleep when it was barely eight in the evening had seemed silly to the older men. Nonetheless, she and Robert had unceremoniously curled up against either side of the British man they both seemed to view as a father, falling asl

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Game Two. by xoSkittyKat, literature

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Game Two.

Last time Ying had checked, it was nearing two in the morning. She sighed; she wasn't going to get any sleep tonight. Troy wasn't either, it seemed. They were sitting side by side, typing in silence. There was a buzzing noise and she immediately pulled out her phone, and so did he. Nobody had messaged her, so it must have been his. Why anyone was texting at two AM, who the fuck knew, but to each their own. She would have ignored it entirely, except he scowled, before taking the time to type back a message. One side of her mouth quirked upwards. "Girlfriend?" He glanced at her, shrugged. "No? I don't have a girlfriend." "Who does that numb

Overtime. by xoSkittyKat, literature

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Overtime.

There is salt and copper on his tongue. sweat pours in rivulets down his back plastering once comfortable layers to skin, sweat on his face, sticking now too long locks to unshaven cheeks irritation when he can't scratch the itch. Everything aches from cramped toes to battered knees to bruised sides and throbbing skull. A snarl when he slams into another man leaving him to slide down the glass the same action in reverse from ten minutes before that left him with red running down his chin. The snap and echo of a shot then the shriek of eighteen thousand strong the squeeze of proud mates supporting him before he falls in exha

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The Unlikely Maid by Tprinces, literature

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The Unlikely Maid

The first thing heard that cold, dreary morning was a rough pounding that couldn't have been any louder if Skári's head itself had been beaten on. With crusted eyes, he lifted his head to see that the morning sun hadn't even risen yet. In his mind, all the more reason to go back to bed. But the universe couldn't have that. "Up!" came a shout from outside his door. Skári jerked at the order and sat up. "Y-yes ma'am!" he sputtered. He could hear the landlady scoff at her new worker's squeaking and soon after, her heavy feet stomped away. Skári let out a breath of relief and got out of bed. The innkeeper – a woman named Gun

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Artist // Student // Literature

June 29
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Deviant for 13 years
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_{10/m/pallet town.}

Please, please, don't thank me for favs and watches.
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I hide most "thanks" comments anyway.

Current Residence: Where everybody has a little bit of Jim Playfair in them. Even Jim Playfair.
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I miss your face.

Dude, do you remember where you found that free download of SAI that you sent me? I know it was a long time ago so yeah....I cant find any that work.

We bought a desktop mac and I'm crying.

xoSkittyKat

Apr 13, 2012

uh I'll look
I'm pretty sure google can find it for you
:V

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Apr 13, 2012

Well I must be googling the wrong thing

xoSkittyKat

Apr 13, 2012

I'll find it

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Mar 25, 2012

Go and see hunger games with fam.
Bawling my eyes out at Rues death and at that part where she says "Sing for me"
Dylan leans over and goes "Soft kitty~ Warm Kitty~ Little ball of fur~"
I almost punched him in the face.

xoSkittyKat

Mar 25, 2012

I wouldn't have stopped myself in time.
I bawled so much omg.
I'm kind of pissed about the pin and the punch bowl and the leg things though.