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

[Inatae]

whiteouthorizon ; wonderful job, I love that song. <3

whiteouthorizon: I"ve never seen someone use a song like that. o.o I love the pairs too. ^^;

Thanks. xD I'd wanted to try something like that for a while, except I didn't know which song to do, and then this one randomly popped into my head. Glad you like it.

[Neku]

Nightingale [m] xxx Limerick [f]

Blindness is limited only to your eyes; and Nightingale was a musician truly blessed.

He told me stories through the thrumming of the cello's strings, the whirling of a building climax, the soft slope afterward, the gentle introduction of new lovers and their passionate fights in the conclusion. His was a story that needed no words.

And I was an audience that needed no eyes.


{Nightingale is a young mute musician who is known world-round for his skill; and Limerick the fan that has been to nearly all of his showings, an innocent blind woman who finds stories in the wordless songs he plays for her.}

I very rarely comment on Couples here, but I just have to say....<3 This one keeps drawing my eye. It's absolutely stunning. And the story you wrote along with them is beautiful.

[iBrevity]

I very rarely comment on Couples here, but I just have to say....<3 This one keeps drawing my eye. It's absolutely stunning. And the story you wrote along with them is beautiful.

Thank you so much for your comment. <3 I saw these two by a random chance; had him open on a tab because I was meaning to move him to another group and clicked past her and for some reason I just really loved them together. c: And thanks for the note on the story too. 8D

[Tammanae]

Mimester (f) & Mosaico (m)

Once a year we throw a party here in town
Once a year we turn all Paris upside down
Ev'ry man's a king and ev'ry king's a clown
Once again it's Topsy Turvy Day
It's the day the devil in us gets released
It's the day we mock the prig and shock the priest
Ev'rything is topsy turvy at the Feast of Fools!

-Topsy Turvy

Mostly a couple for kicks and giggles, but these two remind me of this song for some reason. X3

[Inatae]

Snow had fallen, snow on snow
Snow on snow...
In the bleak midwinter
Long ago.

Don't ask where that came from.

[Selcouth]

@iBrevity: o_o
L-love~ ;w; And I love the writing style there, it's very captivating. I've felt the same way many a time- 'tis partly why I prefer instrumental music. <3

Time [♂] .&&. Col [♂]
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{It's like Romeo and Juliet, except... Absolutely not.}
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"I don't understand~!"

Scene I, act I: The café they had sat themselves in was comfortably furnished, warm with the heavy sent of coffee, workers busy behind the counter mixing drinks and taking change.
Time's moan of melodramatic despair was muffled slightly by the Holiday music chiming and blenders whirring- but it was there nonetheless, too loud to be ignored and too quiet to cause a scene. Col fixed him a polite, deadpan look that suggested he had put up with far more than his fair share of the man.

The man in question had slumped over in his chair to half-sprawl across the table, head down but eyes upturned, liquid-gold watching him with no little amount of anticipation. He needed to be provoked- it was in his nature.

Col sighed {almost imperceptible, he was too cultured for it to be loud}, breaking eye contact and tossing the script on the table with a "fumph" of newly printed pages. He made a noise of false-curiosity that dripped with boredom and disinterest. Time sprang up.

"I mean, Romeo and Juliet is supposed to be a satire, right?"

"Mm." He drank a long pull of his tea- this would take a while. They'd be lucky to even be finished by the time the café closed.

"So why on Earth, no, why in the galaxy does everyone look hold it in the highest regards pertaining to romantic fiction? It's so silly, don't you think? And of course, it was meant to be! Melodramatic and fueled by teenage hormones, Romeo and Juliet is nothing more than a young teenage Romeo trying to get into a pretty girl's skirts. Oh he could have gone for any of the village girls, sure, but Juliet had that unavailable quality about her, which-"

Col tuned out around this point, focusing on the wall behind his fellow actor and nodding in agreement every so often. They made an odd picture, he was certain; one man in all black {They'd been helping out at the theater earlier, moving props, wearing black to blend in with the backdrop}, hair spiked in odd places and sticking up like so many ruffled tail feathers, ranting on about teenage love and temptation and ignoring that he himself was only seventeen; His companion, a good deal older and with long, thick black locks tied in a messy high-ponytail, dressed in similar thespian-garb and projecting the patience of a saint. Patrons who walked past him were nearly hit with the wall of peace and calm that radiated from him. It was a gift.

...It just didn't apply to his friend.

"-And all within a week; a week, good sir! I refuse to believe that those childrens' deaths were beautiful. Teenage whims, was all that it was."
And with that, the actor flopped back in his chair with a twirling bow. Time propped his elbows onto the table and beamed at his friend- he wasn't even breathing hard, and Col took a minute to form a reply in his head that wouldn't send the man off on another tangent.

He settled for an "I see," and returned to his tea. Time nodded with self-satisfaction, leaning back and thumbing through his abused, coffee stained and waterlogged, script. The pages were warped and stuck together oddly; he'd only had it for an hour, and for Time's standards, it was still in rather good shape, thank you. "Will we be returning to the script, now?"

"...Yes, I believe we shall." Time said, before knocking back his coffee like a man with a shot of brandy. He then made a face and stared down at the plastic lid- It was empty. He motioned for another round.

Col knew to keep his mouth shut- saying that he understood the poor couple's misfortunes would only cause another spirited 'debate', and he just didn't feel like having to deal with that. He knew that sometimes, with Time, it was easier to go along with things instead of fighting them. Arguing with a madman was hard; even if you were a madman, too.

So he kept silent and discreetly, lovingly, watched his long-time friend from over the rim of his Styrofoam mug; He did long for the man in a way not entirely unlike Romeo did for Juliet- though he liked to fancy his attraction as more than just physical. But sadly, like the Montague and Capulet families, their love would be frowned upon most severely...

It was hard to be a hopeless romantic at heart. Especially when one's object of affection was as oblivious as the wall behind him.
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[iPawki]

Nice story. It's rather original.


I'll probably right a story later...

[ThewolfMissy]

I tried my hand at a story. It's not my best, but oh well.


Frosted Sun "Frosty" and Shimmering Ice "Shimmer"


Frosty laced up her skates, tying the white strings into double knots to ensure they didn’t come undone while she was on the ice. She stood up and teetered over to the frozen lake’s edge. Walking in skates wasn’t easy.
As soon as she stepped onto the ice, her soul felt as free as a bird. She moved her feet rhythmically back and forth, building up speed. She dug the toe of one skate into the ice to toss herself into the air, spinning, and then landing perfectly. She couldn’t explain the feeling of being on the ice. It was exhilarating, breath-taking, amazing. There were no words to describe it.

She’s so beautiful…

She stayed on the ice until her legs started to shake with exhaustion. Frosty glided slowly over to the edge of the lake, dreading taking off her skates. She was bent over, intent on undoing the knots she had tied into the laces of her skates. She was so engrossed in the knots she didn’t notice the girl appear on the frozen lake and start to walk towards her.
“Hello…”
Frosty jumped. Her head whipped up to see a beautiful girl standing before her. Her gray-blue eyes were glittering with laughter.
“Did I startle you? I’m sorry.” The girl’s voice tinkled like ice-covered branches clinking in the wind.
“Uh, um, uh…. no, no you didn’t.” Frosty struggled to find the words to speak. Her heart skipped a beat. ‘Who was she? Did she live near? Could I be friends with her? Or maybe more than friends…’
“Good, I’m glad. My name’s Shimmer. Nice to meet you. I saw you skating. You’re a beautiful skater.”
‘Did she just call me beautiful? No, she called my skating beautiful, not me. Stop this nonsense.’
“Oh, uh, thanks. Do you live near here?”
Oh gosh, did I just ask that?
“You could say that. We should meet here again. I’d like to get to know you better. We could be friends. Bye Frosty!”
‘Friends… I guess I could do friends. Wait, did she say she’s leaving? No, I don’t want her to go…’ Frosty ducked her head to hide her blush.
“Bye… Shimmer.” She whispered her voice barely audible. She looked up to watch her friend leave, but when her eyes scanned the lake and the land around it, there was no sign of Shimmer. No footprints or nothing.
‘I hope I didn’t imagine her. She’s so beautiful… Oh dear…’

I hope she liked me… I really like her…

Two months later… The end of winter…

Tears ran down Frosty’s face as she hugged Shimmer tightly.
“Don’t go, please. Please Shimmer, don’t!” Shimmer had told Frosty that one night they had spent under the stars together that one day she would leave. Frosty’s yellow-golden eyes glittered with pain at that memory. That was one of the most precious memories of Shimmer. She couldn’t leave. When Shimmer had told her, Frosty didn’t believe it would happen. She thought it would be later. She thought they’d have more time.
Over the two months they had spent together, their relationship had grown. Every day Frosty made it down to the lake, never missing a day. Not a hailstorm or a fever could stop her. She wouldn’t miss a day with her. She couldn’t miss a day with her.
Everything she did with Shimmer Frosty remembered, from the day they met to their first kiss. Everything counted, and Frosty could forget nothing. She loved Shimmer. They had something, something so special she would never forget.
“I have to go Frosty. I don’t have a choice.”
“Everyone has a choice! Please! Stay with me!”
“I can’t.” Shimmer’s eyes were hazy with tears and pain. She had never told Frosty why she had to leave. She had never told Frosty her biggest secret, for fear Frosty would leave, would hate her for it. That she would be horrified that a spirit of a frozen lake loved her. That once the lake unfroze, she would leave. She didn’t want Frosty to think about it. She wanted Frosty to savor their time together.
“Frosty, I’m a lake spirit. I’m a spirit of a frozen lake. The lake is unfreezing, and I have to leave. I’ll be back, I promise.” That promise was a lie. Frosty could see it in Shimmer’s eyes. She would never see Shimmer again.
“I don’t care that you’re a spirit. I love you. I don’t want to live without you” Frosty said in a flat tone. “I won’t live without you.”
Shimmer grabbed Frosty’s shoulders. “Yes you will. Live for me. Promise.” Frosty didn’t answer. Shimmer took Frosty’s face in her hands, and gave her one last tender kiss. “I have to go.” Before she could look at Frosty’s face again, she ran into the lake, and disappeared.
“SHIMMER! NO! No! No. No…” Frosty’s screams trailed off. She knew there was only one thing to do. She would join Shimmer.
Frosty slowly walked into the lake. ‘I won’t live without her. I love her. If she can’t live, neither can I.’

No, Frosty, no. Live. Live for me.

The last thing Frosty saw was a hazy image of Shimmer, blurred in the water. “I’m coming Shimmer…”

Okay Frosty. I’m coming for you. Don’t worry, we will be together. Always.

I love this story! And the pairing!!!

[saint.EXE]

Experiment 356 and Mizfit
STORY TIEMZ
It hurts.....
Mizfit tried to open her eyes. "It hurts...." She felt the stitches on her eyes and heard the tiniest sound. "They.... What did they do to me?" Mizfit shook her head around, trying to get the pain to stop. She could only open her mouth enough to say something but very incoherent. Mizfit heard a slight creaking noise and swerved her head around. She heard a robotic thing groan and get up. They were all in cages and Mizfit didn't know where her's ended. "Who... Where am I?" A voice sounded from the robotic creature and Mizfit turned around. "I think the lab...." she muttered. The android looked at her in confusion and sighed. "What kind of cruelty did they do to you? I'm a robotic dog, with remains and memories from a old family pet." Mizfit tried to attach the sound but ended up sending sound waves like a bat. " I don't know... What do I look like?" The waves came back and she got the image of a robotic dog. the android sighed. " A dragon, a dinosaur, a dog, and a bat" Mizfit seemed a little happier that she knew how she looked and she felt wings on her back. Only one was functional but the other felt as a stub. "What's your name?" Mizfit asked nervously. "I believe 356, your's?" "Mizfit."

Mizfit and 356 became friends as the time went by. Each was tested on more and more, until finally, 356 couldn't take it. A large crash in the lab was heard that night and 356 was free. "Finally. I am free." MIzfit had woken up and sensed what happened. "Wow... you got out... " 356 walked over and scratched off the lock. "You're free now too. " Mizfit managed to find the ground and sighed in relief. She thanked 356 but suddenly felt depressed. "I... I have no where to go... No one would look at me." She hung her head and 356 smiled. "You're gonna go with me."

[aquamarine]

sugarland couple ~ simple yet sweet <3 <3