Your CS Pet Pairs? :3 (NEW THREAD!)

[Samurai!]

"Brrrraaaaiiiiinssss..."

[Sunshine1515]

Blue (f) & Ravaged Wind (m)

My childhood days bring back sad reflections
Of happy times spent so long ago
My childhood friends and my own relations
Have all passed on now like melting snow

-Carrickfergus

Win:)

[Inatae]

Blue (f) & Ravaged Wind (m)

My childhood days bring back sad reflections
Of happy times spent so long ago
My childhood friends and my own relations
Have all passed on now like melting snow

-Carrickfergus

Win:)

ABSOLUTE WIN. [/capslockabuse]

[Lil'Tiger]

+
The angel and demon.
And their baby:
<3

[Lighty]

+
The angel and demon.
And their baby:
<3

Oh that is perfect! :O

[Tammanae]

Blue (f) & Ravaged Wind (m)

My childhood days bring back sad reflections
Of happy times spent so long ago
My childhood friends and my own relations
Have all passed on now like melting snow

-Carrickfergus

Win:)

ABSOLUTE WIN. [/capslockabuse]

Thank you both. <3

[Yin Yang]

+
The angel and demon.
And their baby:
<3

Oh that is perfect! :O

Ooooooo.
Hmmm, I would switch the dad and baby around though O: So it's more like the pup inherits both eye colors or whatever xD Iunno.

[Lyrical]

.: Heavenly. Jack. Tinker:.

I've always lived in the shadow of my twin sister, Heavenly. Struck with PPS, i was always the weak, the overlooked. Heavenly was the beautiful, popular, smart one while I was the misfit, forever the cute little girl in others eyes.
Heavenly introduced Jack to me two days after I got my death sentance. My bones were becoming weak, my heart being overworked. It was commen in dogs with PPS. I had 6 months.
Jack was my sisters new boyfriend. He wasn't like her usual football playing, immature, jerk boyfriends. They were the ones who made fun of me. He wrote poetry and listened to classical music, the kind I liked and my sister depised. He was sweet, intelligent, caring. He took me places when my sister was busy with clubs or cheerleading. We went to places I'd never think I'd see. We went on hikes through the mountains, hidden parks on the edges of town, a little bookstore on the corner with all kinds of books on the stars and horoscopes. He told me he wanted to be an astrologer when we grew up. We sometimes laid on our backs at night and looked up at the skies and he told me about the constillations. I often wondered if he did this with my sister, or if I was the special one.
I realized I loved him on my 2 month mark.
But I could never betray my sister. As much as I was jeleous of her, I loved her too.

It started out innocently.
I met Jack in Drama Club. I thought he was unique, different, unlike the shaggy haired, cocky boys I've dated.
He had a refined look about him, sitting in the corner reading Satre. I decided to strike up a conversation with him.
We have been inseperable ever since.
Then I introduced him too my sister.
I loved my sister very much, and the jeleousy in her eyes always made me hate myself. I was popular, she was not. I was tall, she was not.
Now I would live, and she would not.
I knew they hug out when I was gone and I thought nothing of it. Jack loved me and I loved him.
But my sister. She loved hom too. I could see it in her eyes when she looked at him.
I love my sister.
That is why I told Jack to be with her. Love her.
It's the least I could do for my dying twin.

Tinker died today.
Just two weeks ago Heavenly told me to be with her.
I was shocked, even angry at first. If she loved me then why wuld she hand me over like that?
But she knew me well.
She saw the loving glances we gave eacother, the strong bond we had built.
She made a desicion based toatally on me and her sister
God.
I told her to let me think, but I already knew. I loved Tinker.
I ran to the house to tell her.
But I was greeted at the door with Heavenly falling into my arms, sobbing.
Tinker was gone.
Now, at the funeral, Heavenly sitting by me holding my hand, I think of all those precious nights Tinker and I looked at the stars.the time her eyes lit up when I got her that book of poetry. The time she fell on our hike, and I gently bandaged her wound, the same day I fell in love with her under the night sky.
And now she's gone.
She did teach me one thing.
Be a risk taker.
I love you Tink.

[starstream<=]

.: Heavenly. Jack. Tinker:.

T.T
ohmygawwwwwsh. *sob*

[micah]

anthro story time~


Jacques [m] + Analise [f] + Mais [m]

I'll melt that cold shoulder right off of her.

....

We're meant to be, I swear!

"Oh, Analise," Mais announced. "come here, please!"

{Every breath she takes makes her less alive}

"Uh, alright Mais. One moment please..." Analise struggled to collect herself. Her eyes were still red as she padded over to the door. Glancing half-heartedly at the lock, she noticed it was still unlocked. "It's unlocked Mais, just come in..."

Shooting through the door at lightning speed, Mais hit the table. It was so like him.

{At each glance at his hopeful eyes, she dies a bit inside}

"So, Analise," he said, still half hunched on the floor. "There's something I wanted to ask you."

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"Oh, I mustn't bother you, darling. I am simply a man."

{That suave mindset comes too easily for him}

The woman swooned a bit more before scrawling her number on a napkin. Picking it up and stuffing it into his pocket, Jacques twirled his barstool towards the bartender.

"'Notha drink, Jackies?"

"No, sir. And it's Jacques."

{Somethings gotta break, gotta take that mindset away}

"Whateva," the man remarked. Feeling a bit warm, Jacques bopped off of the barstool and headed towards the door. The bartender yelled something along the lines off "you've got to pay", but Jacques ignored it, like usual. Pushing it open with his hand, he shot outside. The cool air hit him like a brick. Puffing as he scooted towards his car, he couldn't stop thinking of the only girl there who wasn't interested in him. Analise, was it?

Eh, who cares. He's got all the girls in the world.

{He'd live his life like a mite might}

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"So," Mais started. "Didja have fun, Analise?"
His expectant eyes were too much. Analise blinked slowly and swallowed hard.

"Uhm, yeah. Yes, Mais, I had fun." She measled out a smile.

{He's too naive for his skin}

"Great! Hey, uhm, Analise...?"

Analise, caught up in her thoughts, didn't hear Mais.

{His spirit's gonna break, he's gonna lose it}

"Analise?"

"What, Mais? What? Why do you always do this? You--you just have to need me so badly! I... I can't do this. Get out."

"But, Anali--"

"Mais... Please, don't prolong this. Okay?"

{Snap. Crackle. Shock}

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Wandering down the road, Jacques couldn't help but wish for a lifelong partner. It was so unlike him to actually need someone, nonetheless want anyone near him. He was such a smooth-talking guy. He never had any real guy friends, except, for well--

That one guy.

Whose girlfriend he stole. Yeah, him.

{Such a dirty little liar, such a tiny little fire}

In the end it was a bad idea, but details are unnecessary. Squinting in the moonlight, Jacques tried to remember any details. Unfortunately, they were all very vague. He was an exchange student, venturing from France. Mais was a quaint little boy--

Mais! Ah, that was his name...

Mais was a quaint young man. He immediately tackled Jacques on the playground {accidentally, of course--it was so like him} and after it, he insisted that Jacques, or Jackies {his nickname, even though his name is pronounced more like 'Jack'}, play kickball.

Jacques only offered a cold refusal, but Mais didn't lose his spirit. Seemed like that lil bugger never would, too.

{He's gotta get that confidence back, the one that gave him the ability to love}

Every now and then, he'd feel a strange pang of guilt. Thinking back on it, Jacques wished he never did that. He wanted needed a true friend.

{Better than, better than the world}

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The tears seeped willingly from her eyes. It was so hard. Refusing such a gentleman like Mais--he only wished to make her happy, to bring joy to her somber life. But like always, she had to give him the cold shoulder. Mais even brought her to where they met, so, so many years ago when their parents were still alive and friends: the local pub.

Trying to blink the years of tears away, she thought of everything that happened at the bar. Scanning through her thoughts like a photo frame, she came to one and stopped.

The smooth gent who wouldn't leave her alone... Jack, was it? Sniffling, she recalled his wink and winning smile.

{It's a steep ways down from heaven, shug}

Perhaps she could find him again. Something about him made her want to burst like a water balloon. To just come out with what she thought and wished and desired.

Is that why she yelled at Mais?

{But it's an even steeper way up}

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Tried something new... Yes? No? Maybe so?