Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Inatae]

"I don't get why everyone's being so... you know, about him. He's grown up in a harsh family, where he was taught that he needed to fight to survive. He's become defensive, become that way. Once you get to know him, though, he's probably the biggest softie you'll ever meet in your life."

[Benvolio Montague]

Melvin [m] and Vincent [m]

Anyone who knows who these two are is amazing. =D

[Anthea]

Simplicity [F] ---- The Complication [M]

When we're together, I feel perfect
When I'm pulled away from you, I fall apart
All you say is sacred to me
Your eyes are so blue
I can't look away
As we lay in the stillness
You whisper to me..

I love you.

[Zeee]

Please listen to this while reading.

.You have picked me out.
Through a distant shot of a building burning
you have noticed now
that a white cotton shirt is twirling, turning.

september 11th- 2001.

Such noise. So much noise. Screams, cries, men fell to their knees, weeping. Whirlwinds of sound around me, breath stolen, breath taken. Women sobbed, begged, pleaded. Wept for their children, siblings, parents. Each wept for someone, and as I listened to the wrenching cacaphony of voices- they merged into one.

.In fact I am waving, waving.
Small in the clouds, but waving, waving.
Does anyone see a
soul worth saving?.

Sirens, squealing of brakes. Shouts, urgency. We stood together, united in our horror by hands that did not- would not touch.

.And when will you come?
Do you think you are watching, watching
a man shaking crumbs
or pegging out washing?.

Burning. The scent of fire, fear. The two mingled so overpowering that more fell to the ground. Don't- I thought. You'll graze your knees. The enormity hadn't hit me yet.

.I am trying and trying.
The heat behind me is searing, searing,
but the white of surrender is not yet flying.
I am not at the point of launching, leaving.

Then the thought comes to me. He is in there. People are in there. My eyes close. Suddenly I am tasting dirt, along with my screams.

.But tiring, tiring.
Sirens below me are wailing, firing.
My arm is numb and my nerves are sagging.
Do you see me, my love. I am failing. Flagging.

I hear him, beyond the roaring towers. "Let's dance." He says to me, a whisper in my ear. "Dance with me, Alice." I turn, expecting to see him beyond the falling ash. I don't. "Don't cry, my love." Comes his whisper in the wind. And so I imagine I am taking his hand.

I imagine I am dancing with him one last time, as the snow begins to fall.

-This has a very personal meaning to me. Today is the birthday of my Uncle, John, who was killed in the 9/11. I wanted to show him that we all love him so much, and that I have never forgotten him. This is written from the viewpoint of his wife, Alice, who watched as the towers fell. The poem is 'Out Of The Blue', by Simon Armitage. The song at the top is 'River Flows In You.' played by Yiruma.

Touching, beautiful, amazing.. Im sorry for your loss.
This really touched my heart<3 Especially with the song.

[aquamarine]

White walls. White walls ... and blue caution tape that read -NUCLEAR RADIATION-

These are the two things that I remember most clearly about the time I spent in the hospital. Those two things, and all the questions that were constantly swirling around in my mind.

I remember thinking to myself, caution tape is supposed to be yellow, not blue. What does the blue mean? Why are the walls such a gleaming white, almost as if sterilized? Why would they need to be sterilized?

And most importantly: the question no one could answer, the question that haunted my parents tired minds, the question for which doctors searched and searched to find an answer.

What was wrong with me?

What had gone so terribly wrong the night I had been found lying on the sidewalk in a pool of my own blood, barely alive and with no memory of what had happened?

No memory at all of who I had seen or what I had done.

~~~

Or so I told them ...

[ye gads, that was dark.]

[swellows]

White walls. White walls ... and blue caution tape that read -NUCLEAR RADIATION-

These are the two things that I remember most clearly about the time I spent in the hospital. Those two things, and all the questions that were constantly swirling around in my mind.

I remember thinking to myself, caution tape is supposed to be yellow, not blue. What does the blue mean? Why are the walls such a gleaming white, almost as if sterilized? Why would they need to be sterilized?

And most importantly: the question no one could answer, the question that haunted my parents tired minds, the question for which doctors searched and searched to find an answer.

What was wrong with me?

What had gone so terribly wrong the night I had been found lying on the sidewalk in a pool of my own blood, barely alive and with no memory of what had happened?

No memory at all of who I had seen or what I had done.

~~~

Or so I told them ...

[ye gads, that was dark.]

More?
;n;

[Keriae]

Merradin Liam Wolfsbane and Captain Jade Sparrow.

It was dark, and the pattering feet of rats sent shivers down her spine. Stupid bildge rats. We need a ship's cat. She reflected briefly, the lantern held high so she could see. Finding what she needed, she grabbed two, one held between her arm and her side, and made her way back, pausing only to kick a rat corpse away into the shadows.

As she walked past, she picked up the old, black keys on her index finger and started up the stairs, noticing the door was still open. Good. At least now she knew that no crew member had been stupid enough to close it. Unlike they normally were. Stupid plonkers. They deserved to sleep down here, but she couldn't trust them. All the rum would be gone within days.

Emerging into the bright light, her chocolate eyes, streak with a lighter golden colour, screwed up. She shook her head and opened them once more, advancing slowly as her eyes reajusted to the Caribbean sun, placing the lantern in it's rightful place as she did so, and dousing it quickly with a blow. Once she found who she was looking for, she walked over, thrusting a bottle into his hand.

"There. We may as well drink." She wasn't ready for this. It didn't seem right. But she was the ship's captain. It was about time this happened ayway. The crew had been expecting it for weeks. She'd heard them muttering as she walked around the main deck, making sure everything was done right. Come on. Pull yerself together.

"Merr, I've been thinking. It won't be long before the crew know about me morning sickness. I'm already starting to show-"

He cut her off, a hand firmly on her hip. "I knew this would happen." He muttered, and stood back, letting her continue.

How did he know? He must have heard it from the crew. "Well, as captain of a ship, I can perform a marriage whenever I like, if the to-be married couple agree." She took a deep breath, pulling two rings out of her pocket. They were gold, both with large jewwels in them. One jewel was a jade stone, the other sapphire. She placed the jade stone one into his hand. "That one's yer's. If ye'll take it."

Merr belong to Tesshin-san!

[SkySmoke]

Please listen to this while reading.

.You have picked me out.
Through a distant shot of a building burning
you have noticed now
that a white cotton shirt is twirling, turning.

september 11th- 2001.

Such noise. So much noise. Screams, cries, men fell to their knees, weeping. Whirlwinds of sound around me, breath stolen, breath taken. Women sobbed, begged, pleaded. Wept for their children, siblings, parents. Each wept for someone, and as I listened to the wrenching cacaphony of voices- they merged into one.

.In fact I am waving, waving.
Small in the clouds, but waving, waving.
Does anyone see a
soul worth saving?.

Sirens, squealing of brakes. Shouts, urgency. We stood together, united in our horror by hands that did not- would not touch.

.And when will you come?
Do you think you are watching, watching
a man shaking crumbs
or pegging out washing?.

Burning. The scent of fire, fear. The two mingled so overpowering that more fell to the ground. Don't- I thought. You'll graze your knees. The enormity hadn't hit me yet.

.I am trying and trying.
The heat behind me is searing, searing,
but the white of surrender is not yet flying.
I am not at the point of launching, leaving.

Then the thought comes to me. He is in there. People are in there. My eyes close. Suddenly I am tasting dirt, along with my screams.

.But tiring, tiring.
Sirens below me are wailing, firing.
My arm is numb and my nerves are sagging.
Do you see me, my love. I am failing. Flagging.

I hear him, beyond the roaring towers. "Let's dance." He says to me, a whisper in my ear. "Dance with me, Alice." I turn, expecting to see him beyond the falling ash. I don't. "Don't cry, my love." Comes his whisper in the wind. And so I imagine I am taking his hand.

I imagine I am dancing with him one last time, as the snow begins to fall.

-This has a very personal meaning to me. Today is the birthday of my Uncle, John, who was killed in the 9/11. I wanted to show him that we all love him so much, and that I have never forgotten him. This is written from the viewpoint of his wife, Alice, who watched as the towers fell. The poem is 'Out Of The Blue', by Simon Armitage. The song at the top is 'River Flows In You.' played by Yiruma.

Oh the tears. Very Nicely done <3

[s y n]

Listen to this while you read


|| I'm in trouble, I'm an addict
I'm addicted to this girl
She's got my heart tied in a knot
And my stomach in a whirl ||

It just gets worse. Every night I convince myself that I'll just be cool and confident, but every day I see her face and my heart starts pounding once again. Sure, I'm not my greatest around her, but she seems to like it just fine.
That's the problem.

|| But even worse
I can't stop calling her
She's all I want and more
I mean damn, what's not to adore? ||

My friends insist that I just find someone else to date in the meantime, perhaps strike up a bit of jealousy. But not only do I not want to, I can't. Being the type I am, I hate to say it - honestly, I do - but I'm sure that's the only solution; I love this girl.

|| I'm in trouble, I'm so cliché
See that word just wears me out
Makes me feel like just another boy
To laugh and joke about ||

I wonder where that anonymous note in her locker came from. . .
"I think I know who," my friends tease, and I simply roll my eyes. Meanwhile, she's over with her friends brainstorming who in the world could've written that note. "'Meet me at the City Centre.'" she concludes the note, causing her friends to squeal in a mix of happiness and jealousy.

|| And even worse
I can't stop calling her
I love to hear that voice
And honestly, I'm left with no choice||

School lets out. Everyone goes home. I know that she's busy prepping for her mystery date. Little does she know, I am, too. However, doubts cloud my mind. What if I'm not the Romeo she's hoping to find out there? What if seeing me is just a huge disappointment? I shake my head and brave through these doubts.

|| Because she's so, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Rock and roll and out of my league
Is she out of my league?
Let's hope not ||

When she arrives, she stands in the crowd, her eyes set on the microphone standing alone in front of the fountain, a guitar next to it. All of sudden, rising from the ground, I emerge. And though everyone else knows exactly what this is about, she hasn't a clue. I take the guitar and slip it over myself, then I'm off through the crowd. Before she knows it, I've taken her hand and led her right back up to the center. Music plays, and I begin my serenade.


I'm in trouble, I'm an addict
I'm addicted to this girl
She's got my heart tied in a knot
And my stomach in a whirl
But even worse, I can't stop calling her
She's all I want and more
I mean, damn, what's not to adore?

I've been playing too much guitar
I've been listening to jazz
I call so many times, I swear she's going mad
And that cellular will be the death of us, I swear, I swear

And oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oooooh, ooh ooh
I'm running my mouth just like I got her
But I surely don't

Because she's so, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Rock and roll, and out of my league
Is she out of my league?
Let's hope not

I'm in trouble, I'm so cliché
See, that word just wears me out
Makes me feel like just another boy
To laugh and joke about
But even worse, I can't stop calling her
I love to hear that voice
And honestly, I'm left with no choice

I've been playing too much guitar
I've been listening to jazz
I call so many times, I swear she's going mad,
And that cellular will be the death of us, I swear, I swear

And oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh,
Oooooh, ooh ooh
I'm running my mouth just like I got her
But I surely don't

Because she's so, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh,
Rock and roll, and out of my league
Is she out of my league?
Let's hope not

And oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh,
Oooooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh

She stands there, hand over her mouth, tears in her eyes, though I know there's a huge smile tugging upon those lips. "T-this is for me?" she asks, and I simply nod. "H-how...?"
I grin. "What can I say? Love works in mysterious ways." I replied. Suddenly, out of nowhere, the fountain behind us errupted in a water show, lights of every color sending a rainbow hue across the crystal clear water.

So emmersed in the kiss that was our first, but would not be our last, we didn't even see it.

[Rabbitheart]

My CS Pet Pair, both are never for trade as they are my most favorite pets:

Pets' names: Sapphiera & Zircon

One beautiful spring day in the Forest of Arist whilst Zircon was out practicing his archery skills and at the same time, getting food for the poorer dogs in the not so nearby town of Everis. Zircon had been paying too much attention to the boar he had his eye on and had managed to get himself lost in the deepest and most entangled part of the Forest of Arist. He had not the sligtest hint of an idea where home was, let alone any other town within the area. He was so distraught by the fact that he completely forgot about his quarry and began to merely wander about the forest. He reached a gleaming pool of water in the center of a clearing, there, in front of the pool, lapping from it, was Sapphiera. Sapphiera had been born and raised within the forest by an elf maiden, whose name shall not be mentioned, as this is their story and not hers. Zircon found himself starstruck by her beauty and padded over to her in a daze. "Hi." He said as he approached her. "My name is Zircon."
"Oh, hello." She replied, a little surprised to see anyone here in her secret place. "Um pleased to meet you Zircon. My name is Sapphiera." Having now introduced herself, she figured that some questions needed answering. "Might I ask what you're doing here so deep within the Forest of Arist Zircon?"
"Well, I got lost whilst hunting a boar." He explained. "I hadn't intended on going so deep in the forest's depths, forgive me." He bowed low in respect to her.
She giggled at his antics, it wasn't as if she were a princess or anything. "Please get up kind sir, I am not royal so there is no need to bow to me."
"Sorry." He replied appologetically. "I didn't know you weren't royalty, you just seemed that way to me, you are most beautiful."
Sapphiera felt heat rise her cheeks and realized that this was what humans called blushing, she was so very thankful to be covered in fur so that the blush wasn't evident. "Thank you, Zircon." She replied in a low, almost bashful sounding voice. "I will take you back to the edge of the forest if you wish."
"My eternal thanks m'lady." He thanked her eloquently. "It would be much appreciated."
To make a longer story shorter, he was returned to the edge of the forest from whence he'd started out at. Later on he went to visit Sapphiera several times and eventually they fell in love and got married and are now living out their own happily ever after somewhere within the depths of the Forest of Arist.

The End