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

[mawsoleum]

Pffft.
Is she a third gen of him? If so, I forgot. LOL

Oh well.

[Keriae]

Captain Jack Sparrow and The Black Pearl.

Don't flame me, please. I couldn't resist.

[swellows]

Raven {f} •♥• Tikaani {m}

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I am the patron saint of lost causes.
Aren't we all to you just near lost c a u s e s?
Aren't we all to you just l o s t

♥

Raven. A strange name for one who was perpetually surrounded by the silky-soft iridescence of white-feathered doves. Raven brought to mind things of darkness, hard and unforgiving. I suppose her eyes, the beholders of her personality, gave support to her name.
Dull, nearly lifeless, but a haunting maroon that dug itself deep into the recesses of my mind, planting itself there and not giving me a moment of rest.

I was in love with her. Hopelessly. Unfortunately. Unconditionally.

♥



{{Should I continue with this one? If anyone says yes, I PROMISE that it'll get finished unlike all of my other ones. xD}}

{{I was requested to continue this, and I promised I would, so here goes. XD}}

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Take what you will, what you will
And leave. Could you kill, could you kill me
If the world was on f i r e
And nothing was left but h o p e o r d e s i r e

♥

It began with the rose. A deeper red than most others, something that caught my eye immediately. Deeper, darker, more pronounced. Different. I leaned down, admiring the blood-like shade of the petals, the delicate green of the stem, the elegantly curved and dangerous thorns, tipped in red; as if dipped in the blood of the flower itself. My mind traveled instantly to the eyes, the darkness of them, but I imagined them with the rich color that these petals possessed, instead of the dullness.

I picked the rose from the ground, careful to keep the thorns away from my skin, lifting it up to eye level, examining it. If I was to give it to her, it had to be perfect. Nothing else would do. This one wouldn't be thrown away like the last. I was determined.

"Planning for another rejection."

I jumped at the words, though I knew who they came from. The voice, quiet and whispy, dark, like the shadows she so loved to cling to. It was her. I didn't turn around, not at first anyways. I had to make my face the right expression, or else she would just turn away like before. It had to be perfect.
The words were a question, though they weren't spoken like one. They sounded like a melancholy statement in my ears. I turned slowly, the rose held upright and delicately in my fingers, and I struggled to not tremble. Her very appearance made my knees weak.

Her eyes pierced into mine, red versus blue, but I knew I was losing already. I could feel that today would be just like the others. I waited five seconds exactly, what I thought to be the perfect time, and then stepped forward, extending the rose to her as an offering and invitation. As a small hope.

She examined it slowly, her eyes scanning the evenly-spaced petals, roving the length of the two-leafed stem, thorns and all. Her eyes finally moved back to mine, and I slowly inhaled, awaiting her judgement tensely.

She reached out and took the rose, and I felt the briefest of touches, the soft brush of her fingertips against my knuckles. Her skin was warm. Despite the instense cold of her expressions, she was warm.

♥
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{{In case anyone is interested, this is the song I'm writing this to. x3

Pure love,my dear <3

[Sable-]

x

Time just withers away
Stealing day a.fter day
The moon calls, the night falls
Goodbye beautiful day
Seems time n e v e r can stay
Just keeps running away
The s t a r s fly and h.earts cry
Leaving nothing left to say.

Good-bye beautiful day.
S o r r y I can't s.tay.

[asexual]

What is love?

[omori]

[[ My first post here in a while. Tell me what you think? ^^ ]]

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Shayla - - - - - & - - - - - Kira
The sister s


Shayla raised her head and took in a deep breath of the fresh, evening air. It had just rained, and droplets of the water were sprinkled around the grass.


"Mom, I going out for a walk!" she called. Her cream-color hair, blanketed with grayish-brown and caramel lowlites and highlites, glistened with moisture as well; she had taken a step outside when the storm had calmed.


"Wait, take someone with you! I don't want you going alone," Shayla's mother called back.


"Don't worry, Kira's going with me. Right, Kira?" Shayla's sister, Kira, nodded her head, making her peachy-pink hair fall in front of her face. She pushed it aside and tucked it behind her ear.


Her mother slammed down the dish rag she was using to wash the dishes. "Shayla, enough! I need you to take someone... else with you. You need to stop--"


"Let's go, Kira," Shayla said, turning and walking down the driveway. Kira quietly followed behind her.


"Shayla, don't you dare walk out that door!" their mother called after them.



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"Isn't it lovely out?" Shayla asked her sister. The two sat on the park bench, watching the sunset. The lovely, gradient sight that they beheld was enough to captivate anyone.


"It is." Kira reached up to tuck her hair up behind her ear again; it was like her signature thing. But something was... off. What was it? Shayla examined her sister's movements carefully. Kira caught her gaze. She had a confused look on her face. "...Shay? What is it? Is everything alright?" she asked. So sweet, innocent, quiet...


That was it.


"Your... your bangles. The ones I gave you."


"Yes, I remember." Kira looked down, and poked at the pink bracelets.


"They're so... Kira, they're not making any--"


"Shayla, is it?" a voice from behind the bench said. Both sisters sprang to their feet and peered behind them. "Sorry, I didn't want to startle you." The two glared at the stranger. How did he know Shayla or her name? Since the man never got a response, he held up his hands as if saying 'I'm innocent!' and said, "I just want to talk."


Shayla backed away slowly. "W-who are you? What do you want? How do you know me?"


"I just want to talk," the man repeated. "It's okay." But Shayla and Kira didn't listen. They turned back and started running away. What did this man want?


"Faster, Shay!" Kira yelled. The man was still standing behind the bench way in the distance, just a small figure now; but there was a new figure, a close figure, whom was quickly gaining on them. It was a female, and she was carrying something in her hand as she gave chase. What was that? A... needle?


"Ouch! No, help me!" Shayla screamed as the woman tackled her. "Kira! Please! Help!" Shayla continued to scream. Kira stopped running after her sister's first screams, but she merely stood there. Shayla reached her right hand out towards her sister while the unknown woman took the cap off of the needle. "Kira!" she called.


"Shay... I'm so sorry..." Kira said, tears streaming down her face. "I'm so sorry..." Kira's image began to fade, distort, and disappear. That was when Shayla realized that she had been injected with whatever was in the needle.


Shayla could hear words faintly as her vision began to go dark. "We have to do this. Your mother requested it if you wouldn't talk to Albert about your sister. We'll make you better." Albert? Was that the man?


"What... does this... have anything to do, with Kira?" Shayla asked, although her words were slurred. Her head throbbed, and her eyes closed. Just as she was completely passed out, Shayla heard the woman say:


"Your sister was killed in a car accident, four years ago."

[ I'm so tired of being here ]
[ Suppressed by all my childish fears. ]
[ And if you have to leave, ]
[ I wish that you would just leave, ]
[ 'Cause you're presense still lingers here, ]
[ And it won't leave me alone. ]

[ -My Immortal, Evanescense ]

[aquamarine]

I looked around my attic and sighed. I definitely had my work cut out for me. This was not going to be easy, physically or emotionally.

See, a few weeks ago, my best friend Briseis passed away. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. No, she wasn't my girlfriend and yeah, while I'll never admit to anyone that I had always loved her, she was forever just my green-eyed best friend Briseis.

The attic had been our place. I lived in a huge victorian, gingerbread-style mansion with a small, but airy attic at the very top. Sunlight streaming through the boards of wood that made the roof, it had been a special, secret place. No one else knew about it; Briseis and I had discovered a small door in my bedroom closet that led to a secret staircase. There was no other entrance, so naturally, it became our secret hide-out.

"Ahh, Briseis ..." I sighed to myself. "If only you could see this place now."

At 5 years old when we had discovered the attic, it had been more magical than Santa Claus and better then any tree-house or fort. Now, I stood at 25 years old in the same attic that seemed to have lost its magic touch and only brought back memories.

I started to shift through all of the things we had brought up over the years. Toys, books, stuffed animals, art supplies, pencils, paper, the rug from my room, a tiny lamp ... the list went on and on. I picked up her old stuffed bunny and smiled. She had lent him to me when I broke my leg and had to stay in the hospital. My eye caught sight of the piece of paper with the code to our secret language. My attempt at drawing Briseis on the wall with a piece of chalk still remained there.

I turned around and saw a flash of green writing on the opposite wall.

I, Briseis Marie Mackenzie
&
I, Oliver Francis Woods
Do hereby pledge to keep the location of this attic a secret so long as we both shall live and swear to be best friends forever.

Beneath it was a picture of the two of us. I was wearing jean overalls, the yellow cap Briseis had given me for my 7th birthday and a streak of dirt on my left cheek. Briseis was in a red shirt, black pants and was missing one of her top teeth. Both of us had on black sunglasses and had an arm around the others shoulder.

My vision was full of tears that began to roll down my face. I gently stroked one finger down the length of the picture and it fluttered to the floor, revealing purple writing on the back.

To: Ollie-Bear
I love you! Best friends forever!

I smiled through my tears and whispered.

"Love you too, Briseis. Best friends forever."

[ubiquitous]

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Shayla - - - - - & - - - - - Kira
The sister s

Oh I love this <3

"Love you too, Briseis. Best friends forever."

I love this too. Both of them are so emotional. <3

[Miss Captain Sexy]

Pick a (c.ard)...

Any (c.ard)...

(.... i have no idea where this came from... comments? crit? should i write a story or is this the faily-est fail in the history of fail?)

[faraday]

ellie{f}...............jake{m}


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"Damn. Gas ran out."

{ prey, you near me }

I pulled out my cellphone, and attempted to call my friend, Adabelle. No bars.

{ you come closer, still }

I heard the sound of tires on gravel. "Thank goodness."

{ are you ready? }

My luck was greater, still. A towtruck.

{ for the thrill of the kill. }

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Story coming soon. :3