Kitty-Ham

*Spoiler warning* This story contains spoilers for Season 2 of Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. Read at your own risk and stuff.     *sniffle*     What was that? Skye sat up in her bed. She kept still and listened.     *sniffle*     There it is again! Was somebody crying? She was curious now, but she hesitated to investigate. She waited for a moment more, but her curiosity and concern got the best of her, so she quietly slipped out of bed and down the hall.     *sniffle*     Ah! It's coming from behind this door. But... this is Fitz's room, isn't it? Skye bit her lip. She didn't want to intrude, but... Fitz was her friend, and she

     The rain was pouring down hard on Baker Street. Countless raindrops pounded against the window in waves as the wind howled, melding together to create a familiar and surprisingly soothing sound. The storm had knocked out the power hours ago, so 221B was kept illuminated by a few candles scattered here and there about the room, casting a cozy flickering glow. Sherlock Holmes was curled up in his favorite chair with a blanket, absorbed in an old-looking mystery novel. Every few minutes he'd gently turn the page, and occasionally he'd quietly nestle down further into his chair. Sherlock was usually such a whirlwind of energy whenever you ha

Please read the artist's comments first! :3 The days grow longer and my heart grows heavier with each passing hour. Your eyes sympathize with the gleaming dawn as it shimmers on all the wildlife below. My pillow calls me, the yellow fabric made me hit a mental roadblock as I tried not to fall asleep again. Not so long ago, your grandmother took you on a trip to someplace brand new where the kitchens are all made of vegetables. You stood and watched as the boulders began to keep the time. Let's dance. Cats filled the room as we ran for our lives, and our mothers weren't too happy about it either. Don't you feel so much better now that the d

*Spoiler warning* This story contains spoilers for Season 2 of Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. Read at your own risk and stuff.     *sniffle*     What was that? Skye sat up in her bed. She kept still and listened.     *sniffle*     There it is again! Was somebody crying? She was curious now, but she hesitated to investigate. She waited for a moment more, but her curiosity and concern got the best of her, so she quietly slipped out of bed and down the hall.     *sniffle*     Ah! It's coming from behind this door. But... this is Fitz's room, isn't it? Skye bit her lip. She didn't want to intrude, but... Fitz was her friend, and she