Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Poison Reaper]

Adrian[m].`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.`.Kiara[f]

He floats in and out of my life, like clouds.
We both hurt each other,
I wasn't ready, I didn't want it anymore.
He broke me,
I broke his heart.
`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`
What if I wanted him back, but he was over
me?
.............................
I knkow you mus be thinking, Oh, she got what she deserved.
But you know the saying.
'You never know a good thing until it's gone.'

[Smoogiepie]

Awww, dey so cute togetha <3

[micah]

Emily [♀]--- ??? [♂{○}]

Today was a boiling pot of emotions; she shared her hasty decisions with the sky today, who just happened to be in a splendor now, shifting mist upon the suburban houses. Fog was so happy to settle around where she lived that you could barely see past the blue house that sat a hop and a skip away. Her palm was glued to the glass front door as she longed for going outside, even if she wasn't supposed to in this weather.
Or much of any weather, really- her 'experience' with a wide array of sicknesses essentually only allowed her to see the sun. It was like she had to live in a cave until there was a bright light at the end. But today felt different.
Today she should try to go outside.
Emily made a hoard of meticulous preparations. She had three layers on: a shirt, a jacket, and a heavy coat, despite it being on the upper end of seventy degrees fahrenheit out. Tugging at her sweatpants, which layered over a pair of jeans, she smiled. "I'm going to do this."
Edging towards the door she took a thorough breath, checked herself one last time, and giggled. Soon she found herself outdoors, without the sun making her glow, and it felt so good and so bad at the same time. As Emily strode further and further from her abode, the foggier it seemed to get. Yet something was evident in the distance, for glimmers and shimmers of pink were preeminent above an ancient dragon's smog.
She picked up the pace and walked faster, trudging along in her swaddle of apparel.

The source of the pink was a boy- a man?- perhaps around her age, if not slightly older. He had a pair of large, pink headphones and the hair that sat under them was white and it looked like feathers. He was wearing all white and his skin was such a hue as well. His sneakers, sticking out as they were lined with pink, had small wings on them. His eyes were closed as he danced to whatever he was listening to; he couldn't see her and she continued to watch. His movements were fluid and unique and they drew her in.
After minutes of this his eyes flew open and he stopped abruptly. Instead of fleeing, he smiled coyly and stepped closer. Carefully removing his headphones he placed them on her head. Her eyes tried to trace the cord, but it was cut of and it seemed as if he stuck it into the pavement. He went and touched the end and suddenly a soft ballad played. It almost made her sad; reading the air {or her emotions} he became hasty to change it. In his rush it became a very quick-paced thriller song. He froze as he realized this and she giggled slightly. It seems he could only communicate through music.
"You're very interesting. I like your taste in music." She tried to talk slowly but his grin stayed concrete; she now knew music was his outlet. Taking the headphones off of her crisp hair she placed it back in his care and took the end instead. Now he listened to her music: a piano twiddling softly. The keys seemed to melt away as a drum was focused in, yet if you listened intently they puttered in every now and then.
But it almost seemed that her music was fading. He drifted closer, almost close enough to place his lips upon her ear, and whispered intently: "This is why you stay inside?"
Suppressing her shock of his knowledge for her language, she shook her head yes weakly.

x x x x

When she woke, she realized that she now dawned a pair of pink headphones as well.
In the left headphone cavity there was a note that had a few words scrawled on it, in a lacy script:
"anything can play music if you want it too~
take this note, for example."
She "plugged" in her headphones to the note and decided to take another short rest.

[cswolf.]

Jason{♂} ----------------------------- Selena{♀}
~The nerd~ --------------------------- ~The popular girl~
Story?

[Amina]

Oh dear, I truly wasn't ready for this.

All I'd ever wanted was for you to be proud of me and what I had achieved,
I wanted you to see me be the young lady that I am. But you can't.
Not ever again.

You were like my night in shining amour,
You'd make me happy when I was down and we'd always laugh.
How we'd laugh.

You had dark wings and a dark shadow always following though,
You'd hurt us all before, you'd hurt me.
I was just starting to know you again.

But then you died in my arms.
A daughter longing for her father. huff.

[alas,]

@Gigglepie; That was so beautiful. I want to read it overandoverandoverandover ..
@Redemption; I love your pieces to bits. All of yours are so original; they are marvelous and enchanting to read. [Taylor Swift ftw ;u;]

My turn ? Let me share a bit of my time with you ..
The very first part, the second part, and the third part [about the Blankie] are all true.

--

&&
big sis & little sis
bird && bug
her && me

I wasn't crying. I wasn't breathing.
The only thing I was was a blue bundle of newborn, suffocating on the fluid that filled the capacity of my lungs.

But eventually, life exploded through my chest, and I was crying and breathing and regaining color.
Alive ~

--

"Momma ?" My ears picked up on a voice, so sweet and smooth like honey.

"Yes, Bird ? I had heard the name bird over a hundred times that day. I figured it belong to the Honey Voice.

"If I'm a bird, what is she ?" I felt two pairs of eyes on me. My person's heartrate steadied a bit as if she were concentrating real hard. After a bit of thought, her chest rose to speak.

"A bug," she responded, choosing her words simply as if she wanted me to understand every bit of what she was saying. Because Bug wouldn't be changing. In fact it would be the foundation of my life.

"Well now -" Honey Voice stepped closer to the hospital bed and swept me away from my person. Cradling me in her arms, she continued, "you're a bug. And I'm a bird. And birds eat bugs." With a light kiss on my unformed skull, she placed me back in my person's arms.

--

Attention. That's what it was called. I received an awful lot of it for my first few years, and for awhile I figured it would stay like that. Better. That's what it was called. I thought an awful lot of 'better' for my first few years, better than Honey Voice, and for awhile I figured it would stay like that. Fun. That's what it was called. I thought an awful lot about fun for my first few years, more happy than Honey Voice, and for awhile I figured it would stay like that.

But oh how I was wrong.

--

"Sissy ?" I knocked on her door. In reply was an increased volume of hard metal music. "I know you're sad, but -", I clutched my baby blanket tighter in my little hands, "- you can have my blanket. I know it always makes me feel better." My message was returned with an explosion of sobs and wails. I crumpled Blankie in my palms, and shoved it completely under her door. Waddling away, I heard her door open, and slam shut again. Turning around to see if Sissy was coming out finally, my eyes rested upon something else.

My blanket was out in the hallway.

--

"Hey sissy, can you help me with my homework ?" She was plugged into her iPod, and was completely oblivious to my struggles with math. "Heeeyy !" No answer. "HEEY !!" She looked at me, her eyeliner designs down her face piercing into my soul. "Nevermind."

--

"Hey Bug ?"

"Mmm ?" I replied.

"I .. I'm sorry -





- but I need some help with my homework."

With a sigh, I grabbed her pencil and started pointing out different numbers and signs and what they meant. Algebra had become easy, after all those lonley practice sessions in my tiny room with music blasting past the wall from my sister. Never before had I realized how much I hated hard rock.

--

"Congradulations."

"YEAUH ! WOO !" It was her graduation. Excitement boomed from my eyes as tears of joy formed a river upon my cheeks. "GO BIRD GO BIRD !!" Happiness echoed in the room.

"Thank you," my sister began, "I'd really like to thank someone who's helped me through school. English, Spanish, History .. Algebra. Algebra ecspecially." This caught my breath, and I had to grasp my neck to keep the happy squeals from erupting. "My boyfriend, Zack. Thanks babe."

Oh. Right.
I sat down in my seat, releasing my throat. A sad tear, amoung all the happy ones, trickled down my chin.
Sure.

--

"Oh, honey, that's fantastic !" Mom chimed to my sister. "That's .. that's awesome !!" I smiled with agreement, and gave her a large hug. "College, wow ! And a scholarship !" Sissy nodded.

"And then when I'm done, I've been told I get to draw in a new movie. They liked my portfolio." She shrugged with a oh-I-knew-it-but-let's-pretend-I-didn't grin.

"Animation ? That's what you've always wanted," I interjected. She flashed her teeth; another grin, this one ear to ear. "Saucy."

"It is, indeed, quite saucy," Bird concurred, both eyebrows perched high on her forehead. She made this expression when she was being sarcastic with a hint of truth thrown in. People said I got my expressions from her.

"Oh - gotta pee, be right back," I declared, running upstairs to use mine.

Pulling up my sleeve, not really having to pee, I stared at my arm. White scars littered it.
I glanced at my sad, dejected face, and something there reminded me of the far away past.

Yeah. I sort of agreed with those people.

--

I shuffled around through the crowd, trying to pick a seat. My sister's movie had finally came out in theatres, and she had dragged me to see it.

"I'm really proud of it. I thought some of the other artists could've been kick off, though, some of the frames are really yuck now. They weren't that good." I exhaled a quick 'yeah' and finally sat. "OOOH, here, it's starting !"

Two hours later, I swore I would never close my eyes again.

The film was amazing.

"Saucy," I said.

--

"Positive. It's positive."

I looked her straight in the eyes, sure lasers would start boring through her skull.

"For real ?" I wondered out loud, a serious expression set on my face. She nodded.

"AAAHH YESYES BIIRRRDDD !!!" I almost tackled her with a hug.

Her and Zack had gotten married a few months before and had finally settled on a house. I was so proud and ecsatic, I could hardly contain myself.

"I have a question for you, Bug." I looked at her, an 'okay'. "You know way back when, when you said I could borrow your blanket ?"

Oh my God.

"Could I borrow it for awhile ? Baby might need it."

--

I wasn't crying. I wasn't breathing.
The only thing I was was a blue bundle of happiness, suffocating on the fluid that filled the capacity of my eyeballs.

But eventually, life exploded through my chest, and I was crying and breathing and regaining color.
Alive ~

--

"Yes. You can borrow it. Yes."

[Zeee]

go ahead and try to tear me down
i will be rising from the ground
like a skyscraper



all i wanted w_a_s l o v e




[[not sure if I should write a story or not, is anyone interested?]]

[~Fallen Angel~]

@Gigglepie; That was so beautiful. I want to read it overandoverandoverandover ..
@Redemption; I love your pieces to bits. All of yours are so original; they are marvelous and enchanting to read. [Taylor Swift ftw ;u;]

My turn ? Let me share a bit of my time with you ..

--

&&
big sis & little sis
bird && bug

I wasn't crying. I wasn't breathing.
The only thing I was was a blue bundle of newborn, suffocating on the fluid that filled the capacity of my lungs.

But eventually, life exploded through my chest, and I was crying and breathing and regaining color.
Alive ~

--

"Momma ?" My ears picked up on a voice, so sweet and smooth like honey.

"Yes, Bird ? I had heard the name bird over a hundred times that day. I figured it belong to the Honey Voice.

"If I'm a bird, what is she ?" I felt two pairs of eyes on me. My person's heartrate steadied a bit as if she were concentrating real hard. After a bit of thought, her chest rose to speak.

"A bug," she responded, choosing her words simply as if she wanted me to understand every bit of what she was saying. Because Bug wouldn't be changing. In fact it would be the foundation of my life.

"Well now -" Honey Voice stepped closer to the hospital bed and swept me away from my person. Cradling me in her arms, she continued, "you're a bug. And I'm a bird. And birds eat bugs." With a light kiss on my unformed skull, she placed me back in my person's arms.

--

Attention. That's what it was called. I received an awful lot of it for my first few years, and for awhile I figured it would stay like that. Better. That's what it was called. I thought an awful lot of 'better' for my first few years, better than Honey Voice, and for awhile I figured it would stay like that. Fun. That's what it was called. I thought an awful lot about fun for my first few years, more happy than Honey Voice, and for awhile I figured it would stay like that.

But oh how I was wrong.

--

"Sissy ?" I knocked on her door. In reply was an increased volume of hard metal music. "I know you're sad, but -", I clutched my baby blanket tighter in my little hands, "- you can have my blanket. I know it always makes me feel better." My message was returned with an explosion of sobs and wails. I crumpled Blankie in my palms, and shoved it completely under her door. Waddling away, I heard her door open, and slam shut again. Turning around to see if Sissy was coming out finally, my eyes rested upon something else.

My blanket was out in the hallway.

--

"Hey sissy, can you help me with my homework ?" She was plugged into her iPod, and was completely oblivious to my struggles with math. "Heeeyy !" No answer. "HEEY !!" She looked at me, her eyeliner designs down her face piercing into my soul. "Nevermind."

--

"Hey Bug ?"

"Mmm ?" I replied.

"I .. I'm sorry -





- but I need some help with my homework."

With a sigh, I grabbed her pencil and started pointing out different numbers and signs and what they meant. Algebra had become easy, after all those lonley practice sessions in my tiny room with music blasting past the wall from my sister. Never before had I realized how much I hated hard rock.

--

"Congradulations."

"YEAUH ! WOO !" It was her graduation. Excitement boomed from my eyes as tears of joy formed a river upon my cheeks. "GO BIRD GO BIRD !!" Happiness echoed in the room.

"Thank you," my sister began, "I'd really like to thank someone who's helped me through school. English, Spanish, History .. Algebra. Algebra ecspecially." This caught my breath, and I had to grasp my neck to keep the happy squeals from erupting. "My boyfriend, Zack. Thanks babe."

Oh. Right.
I sat down in my seat, releasing my throat. A sad tear, amoung all the happy ones, trickled down my chin.
Sure.

--

"Oh, honey, that's fantastic !" Mom chimed to my sister. "That's .. that's awesome !!" I smiled with agreement, and gave her a large hug. "College, wow ! And a scholarship !" Sissy nodded.

"And then when I'm done, I've been told I get to draw in a new movie. They liked my portfolio." She shrugged with a oh-I-knew-it-but-let's-pretend-I-didn't grin.

"Animation ? That's what you've always wanted," I interjected. She flashed her teeth; another grin, this one ear to ear. "Saucy."

"It is, indeed, quite saucy," Bird concurred, both eyebrows perched high on her forehead. She made this expression when she was being sarcastic with a hint of truth thrown in. People said I got my expressions from her.

"Oh - gotta pee, be right back," I declared, running upstairs to use mine.

Pulling up my sleeve, not really having to pee, I stared at my arm. White scars littered it.
I glanced at my sad, dejected face, and something there reminded me of the far away past.

Yeah. I sort of agreed with those people.

--

I shuffled around through the crowd, trying to pick a seat. My sister's movie had finally came out in theatres, and she had dragged me to see it.

"I'm really proud of it. I thought some of the other artists could've been kick off, though, some of the frames are really yuck now. They weren't that good." I exhaled a quick 'yeah' and finally sat. "OOOH, here, it's starting !"

Two hours later, I swore I would never close my eyes again.

The film was amazing.

"Saucy," I said.

--

"Positive. It's positive."

I looked her straight in the eyes, sure lasers would start boring through her skull.

"For real ?" I wondered out loud, a serious expression set on my face. She nodded.

"AAAHH YESYES BIIRRRDDD !!!" I almost tackled her with a hug.

Her and Zack had gotten married a few months before and had finally settled on a house. I was so proud and ecsatic, I could hardly contain myself.

"I have a question for you, Bug." I looked at her, an 'okay'. "You know way back when, when you said I could borrow your blanket ?"

Oh my God.

"Could I borrow it for awhile ? Baby might need it."

--

I wasn't crying. I wasn't breathing.
The only thing I was was a blue bundle of happiness, suffocating on the fluid that filled the capacity of my eyeballs.

But eventually, life exploded through my chest, and I was crying and breathing and regaining color.
Alive ~

--

"Yes. You can borrow it. Yes."

Awww..... I love this </3
@Renni- Yeah, go ahead

[ThisIsInCode]

X
The young scientist.... The curious girl
A meeting by chance.... One that changed them forever.
The girl sat in her stall, arranging the flowers gently. She sang quietly as she worked, fingers delicately twirling a lily before placing it in the vase with a few others. Brushing a few strands of black hair out of her face, she pushed her now empty basket under the table.
Her name was Lily, and she was a poor girl.
The young man walked down the street calmly, ignoring the stares and pointed fingers. He was the odd boy, rarely leaving his house. There were always unusual stories surrounding him.
The wind picked up, blowing his slightly messy brown hair around his face and playing with his white coat.
The boy's name was Stephen, and he was a scientist.
Continue?
The idea morphed from a servant girl talking to the boy she worked for to the common girl in the marketplace meeting the strange scientist.

[Robojam]

Xrae- That was amazing! <3

SecondHermione- Please do write more :3