#skyrat

[sunnycowleaf]

My litol Moffin for SS13. Their name is Paxius and they love all things dresses and coordination of colours. Always wearing earmuffs despite...not really having ears. AESTHETIC IS IMPORTANT

I play on the Skyrat server

[flirtyintroduction]

I guess it is nice to have a break from studying after all ...

[abstractbastard]

[skyr4t]

Sorry Dani, thats not Sam... Well technically it is, but he certainly isnt the cute little idiot you call your friend.. Decided to introduce Dani to Bad Sam, (Sam’s evil copy).. Poor little pinky, at least he’s a fast runner, so he might survive :S Had this half finished on my pc for ages, finally got round to finishing it :3 Sky/RBD<3

[secretgarden9]

Heaven sounds like .@miisssmarla . . . #saltlife #hightide #beachy #wavybaby #wavy #bb #florida #daytona #birds #skyrat #clouds #daytonabeach #nature #naturesounds #tropical #vacationday #summer #beachbum #heaven #salty #belike #instagram #boho (at ABC Liquors) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3HsbiVFjDj/?igshid=wzzmj9doih1w

[hraunwyf-a]

@skyrat / x

      Ooh, yikes. He didn’t think he liked the sullen air their evening had taken   hold of; some ROSE-COLORED non-glasses had tried to descend onto   his eyes until now. Almost FIDGETING, his fingers clacking lightly on the   glass neck of his bottle (only the second one today), Clint sat forward o-   ver the cheap take-out he’d ordered for them.

        “I feel like we’ve talked about this before and I got in trouble the last time,    and that means I’m going to get in trouble again this time, so I’m kinda iffy on    answering.”

“That was different.” Maybe not by much, but it was—she’d overstepped her bounds then, she knew, and the bounds were getting harder for to really define. Loki picks through her lo mein with the chopsticks, idly removing water chestnuts.

“That was... me being self-centered.” She could admit that. “I was pushing you, and it wasn’t fair. This one’s a hypothetical. If we’d met a different way, if we were at different points in our lives, et cetera.”

[ruginite]

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[illustratedwonders-a-blog]

Silent Days, Violent Shades

@skyrat

He’s always wanted a furry companion, but he knew that once he truly left the States that it would be extremely difficult for him to keep one. He chose to reside within a small hotel that wasn’t much of a place to call ‘home’ for anyone, but it would do until he decided when he was going to leave the country. It was a one way trip and he knew that he would not be returning anytime soon. An assault warrant that had been placed upon him by his father prevented him from ever re-entering the States. Given that Aiden Galvin had committed the very act that anyone (with the right amount of courage) would have done, he had brought the life of running upon himself. It wasn’t a style for anyone, but at least he had a chance to avoid his father by traveling to country-to-country. At least it was a chance to maintain his freedom that he had obtained. Anyone who just glanced at him would have seen him as an ordinary young male, but he knew that his past set him apart from those estimations.

He had a talented eye for artwork and was looking to make himself a living as a graphic novel artist once he exited the America. Luckily, he had found a publisher who was willing to publish his works to the public. She lived in Canada for the most part and was extremely wealthy, but Aiden wasn’t seeking a life of fame and fortunate. He wished to remain small and avoid all possible ways of overexposure to the media. For now, he was ready to take the leap to head to Europe to start his life over and live on his own. Adventures awaited him and new sights were eagerly waiting for him to rest his curious dark sapphire eyes upon. He would get there in all due time and maybe he would have to wait just a bit longer, for he had not been expecting to find a lost dog within the park.

The sight of the stray canine had caught his attention and he raised his gaze from his current illustration. He set his art supplies to the side and slowly approached the dog, inching towards the creature from the bench he had been seated on. The yellow lab didn’t seem too threatened and was rather enjoying his time away from his owner, whoever that might have been. New York City was crawling with stray pets, but this particular one had a collar with an address. It wasn’t long until the dog followed Aiden everywhere after the artist had fed him a piece of hot dog. Gently knocking upon the door of the destination where the engraved address had lead him, he cleared his throat and glanced at the dog, who had taken a seat and was now looking straight at the door as it opened. “I believe this is your dog, sir.”