Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[cswolf.]

They met.

They helped each other.

They shared the same interests.

They live on the same street in the same city.

They found out that they both had tickets to go and see their idol's gig.

They liked marshmallows.

And, on the inside, they were both like;



I don't even know. xD

This is so cute and original :3

[Keriae]

They met.

They helped each other.

They shared the same interests.

They live on the same street in the same city.

They found out that they both had tickets to go and see their idol's gig.

They liked marshmallows.

And, on the inside, they were both like;



I don't even know. xD

This is so cute and original :3

Thank you. <3 It was so random.

[SoftKittyBby]

Jake(M) Afterlife(F)

Our story(Afterlifes POV)
It was the summer my parents where killed in a car accident, I was also in the accident, the only harm done was that I was permanently blinded in both eyes. I remember the horror I felt when I had awoken to only darkness, I never took a blindfold off after I was released from the hospital, I was able to see through touch and smell though, they where always my best senses. It was also the summer my best friend was shot by a drunk on her vacation. The summer I met...him. Jake was me best friends brother ,who, was also grieving. I remember speaking to him in the hospital, him coming in and sitting on one of the chairs, he said "My sister died...so did your parents" I punched him...out of grief and anger..I couldn't even cry, it hurt too much. He forgave me thought...and kissed my cheek than left. Three weeks after I was released from the hostpital, I was put into a adoption home for teens I was, after all, 15 years old. I ran away after only a day there. Jake had found me and taken me home, he had a pet snake named Slinky, slinky liked me, she was always following me. Jake had taught me how to shoot a bow and get a bulls-eye, to this day I still always get a bulls-eye, not bad for a blind girl eh?
Me and Jake started talking a lot, then we became the best of friends, after a while there was a small feeling in there of...love? Once I was 20 years old I moved into an apartment, Jake visited everyday to make sure nothing happend, sometimes he would fall asleep on the couch. Four months had passed and on the 6 year aniversary of my parents death, he said he loved me, I didn't know how to respond, the only thing I said was "I wissh I could see your face" We didn't speak for other a year. I felt so..empty. One day I was thinking about him, and I got a call. It was from him, he said that he was just like me now and to meet him in the hospital, I went, hoping nothing had happend. Something happend, I crazy drunk had stabbed him in the face and caused him to become blind also. He took my hand and pulled me close and he...kissed me. I didn't fight..I really didn't. We got married four years after. We now have two kids and we love eachother more than ever. When I was 70 years old, he was still working, I had grandkids to worry about, so I had quit my job, I had gotten a call that he was in the hospital, so I rushed there and I was told that he was killed in a car accident, I remember falling to the floor and sobbing, then I saw the first ligt i'd seen since I was 14, and then his face, I never knew how handsom he was. He took me by the hand the led me into a cloud. All I can say now is that we are together, both of us, no illnesses, I see my parents and my best friend, this is all I can ask for. Someday, my kids and grandkids will join us in this big family reunion, they really will.

Wow, did I really just write that? Goodness...that must be the best story ever!(written by me of course) Hope you liked there story

[; ; Ｇａｌａｘｙ]

Pet's name: Broken Rose </3
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She was the beauty


Pet's name: The Monster Inside ♂
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He was the beast

She was perfect

He was a Flawed Design

And yet they fell for each other
and Nothing was able to keep them apart...
( should I make up a story?)

[Sonmi-451]

The Idealist x The Opportunist

"You're a shameful opportunist! What you don't understand is that it's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees."
"You have it backwards. It's better to live on your feet than to die on your knees."

- The movie Catch-22 as quoted in the Rise Against song 'Survivor Guilt'

[ringo,]

&
The Beauty...And the Beast

'I know we'll all hear
Different stories of Beauty and the Beast.
But, have you ever heard...

One;

One where,
The Beauty is the Beast,
And the Beast the Beauty?

One;

One where,
The first is a girl,
And the second is a girl?'

[Marian5390]

Briony, will you be continuing that or is it complete? Anyways, it's really cute! ^^ ...Yet also sad.... xD

One Half ~ His Other Half

I see your spirit.
I see your soul.
I see that you're broken,
And I can't mend the hole.
I see your sadness.
I see your pain.
I see your heartache.
I see tears fall like rain.

So I'll sing you to sleep
Til your last breath is gone
I'll let you hear music
Till the break of dawn
I'll hold your hand
I'll be right by your side
And forever remember
The day that my other half died

I see that it's over.
I see that you're done.
I see that depression
Has finally won.
I know that you're happy
In the place that you're in,
But knowing you're gone
It make my head spin.

So I'll sing you to sleep
Til your last breath is gone
I'll let you hear music
Till the break of dawn
I'll hold your hand
I'll be right by your side
And forever remember
The day that my other half died

You were perfect, an angel,
As sweet as the breeze.
You wanted everyone happy,
So eager to please.
You were as lovely
As anyone could be.
You were special to someone.
That someone was me.

So I'll sing you to sleep
Til your last breath is gone
I'll let you hear music
Till the break of dawn
I'll hold your hand
I'll be right by your side
And forever remember
The day that my other half died

And now I'm stuck here,
Have nothing to do.
All I feel is sadness.
I'm so lost without you.
Your pain's gone forever,
But mine's too much to bear.
So I'll follow your lead,
And join you up there.

So sing me to sleep
Til my last breath is gone
Let me hear music
Till the break of dawn
Please hold my hand
Stay right by my side
And forever remember
The day my remaining half died

Song I wrote. ._. I've never written a song before... I have a tune as well, but I can't really show you it, so... Yeah. Enjoy this drabble. xD

This is so beautiful and perfect, before I read your comment at the bottom I honestly thought you simply picked a pair to go with an official and professional song.

This is just so beautiful, and so sad... ;-; I just love it! <3

...But it makes me think of my lost loved one. Now my heart hurts...

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Song is "Love Astronaut" by Murder Mystery.]

I've been searching for you; have you been searching for me?
I've been running around and now I'm down on my knees.

It's not that he hated her, and it's not that she hated him. They tolerated one another, and it was enough.

I go looking abroad; I've been sailing the seas.
I go looking for love, but is it looking for me?

It started with hatred, actually. A few slights in passing, an insult here, and he dumped her best friend.

I'm the captain of a ship or an astronaut in space
Traveling all 'round the world and searching for a pretty face.

Then there came a sense of unfamiliarity. Neither one knew the other, and it was perfectly fine with both of them.

I've been lookin' on high, checkin' below the lows
But the only thing I found is myself still alone.

School let out for the summer, and in September it seemed as though he was seeing her for the first time.

I've been searching for you; have you been searching for me?
I've been running around and now I'm down on my knees.

It was the sort of transformation that only happens in novels, where the girl comes back from break stunningly beautiful.

I go looking abroad; I've been sailing the seas.
I go looking for love, but is it looking for me?

Only, this time, it was real. He was infatuated.

But every time I find somebody who looks like she may be that one:
The kind of woman who inspires a man to stop his traveling around.

Of course, all the tanned skin and gorgeous legs and perfect lips couldn't make up for the fact that they hated each other.

I'm the captain of a ship or an astronaut in space
Traveling the universe and searching for a pretty face.

Then they found out that they had classes together. Two, to be precise. English and drama.

I've been lookin' on high, checkin' below the lows
But the only thing I found is myself still alone.

The two were forced to work together, month after month, project after project. Hatred slowly became tolerance.

But every time I find somebody who looks like she may be that one:
The kind of woman who inspires a man to stop his traveling around.

He became a successful actor; she joined stage crew. They did two shows together before school let out again.

I've been searching for you; have you been searching for me?
I've been running around and now I'm down on my knees.

By the next year, he had picked up her best friend again. They were a very happy couple, actually.

I go looking abroad; I've been sailing the seas.
I go looking for love, but is it looking for me?

[Khefri-Sun]

One Half ~ His Other Half

I see your spirit.
I see your soul.
I see that you're broken,
And I can't mend the hole.
I see your sadness.
I see your pain.
I see your heartache.
I see tears fall like rain.

So I'll sing you to sleep
Til your last breath is gone
I'll let you hear music
Till the break of dawn
I'll hold your hand
I'll be right by your side
And forever remember
The day that my other half died

I see that it's over.
I see that you're done.
I see that depression
Has finally won.
I know that you're happy
In the place that you're in,
But knowing you're gone
It make my head spin.

So I'll sing you to sleep
Til your last breath is gone
I'll let you hear music
Till the break of dawn
I'll hold your hand
I'll be right by your side
And forever remember
The day that my other half died

You were perfect, an angel,
As sweet as the breeze.
You wanted everyone happy,
So eager to please.
You were as lovely
As anyone could be.
You were special to someone.
That someone was me.

So I'll sing you to sleep
Til your last breath is gone
I'll let you hear music
Till the break of dawn
I'll hold your hand
I'll be right by your side
And forever remember
The day that my other half died

And now I'm stuck here,
Have nothing to do.
All I feel is sadness.
I'm so lost without you.
Your pain's gone forever,
But mine's too much to bear.
So I'll follow your lead,
And join you up there.

So sing me to sleep
Til my last breath is gone
Let me hear music
Till the break of dawn
Please hold my hand
Stay right by my side
And forever remember
The day my remaining half died

Song I wrote. ._. I've never written a song before... I have a tune as well, but I can't really show you it, so... Yeah. Enjoy this drabble. xD

This is so beautiful and perfect, before I read your comment at the bottom I honestly thought you simply picked a pair to go with an official and professional song.

This is just so beautiful, and so sad... ;-; I just love it! <3

...But it makes me think of my lost loved one. Now my heart hurts...

I thought it was a professional song as well. It's completely amazing.

Funny thing is the words spoke to the way I am feeling right now. Thank you for writing and sharing.

[Sonmi-451]

The Idealist x The Opportunist

"You're a shameful opportunist! What you don't understand is that it's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees."
"You have it backwards. It's better to live on your feet than to die on your knees."

- The movie Catch-22 as quoted in the Rise Against song 'Survivor Guilt'

"What you don't understand is that your humanity is more important than your survival!" the fair man cries, his face contorting as a plethora of emotions run rampant in his expression.
"Hmm," is all the darker man says in reply, his blue gaze locked on the fair man and his face unreadable.
"My God, don't you see it? It is far better to die on your feet, with your humanity and individuality, than live on your knees as an animal, stripped of all the things that make you human." The darker man's eyes flash for a moment as he notices the pulse beating in the fair man's throat and smiles slightly. His temper always gets the best of him.
"So you find it better to die with your ideas and beliefs than live without them?" the dark man asks in his slow, deep voice that betrays his personality and intelligence.
"Of course," the fair man answers immediately, looking somewhat relieved. "After all, if you do not have your own ideas, if you are not individual, what is to make you different, what is to make you you?"
"Why do you need to be different? Why do you need to be you?" The dark man watches the fair man intently, a smirk curling his lips as the fair man splutters in an attempt to respond.
"Why... But... No... You..." the fair man begins, his face turning red with agitation again, "You need to be you, otherwise you have nothing to separate you from anybody else. If you are not you, with your ideas and goals and dreams, you have no higher purpose in life. Your only purpose would be physical survival."
"You would still have a purpose though, would you not?" The dark man drops his gaze and begins to fumble with his black overcoat, his hands running quickly, almost frantically, through every pocket.
"Not a meaningful purpose!" the fair man shoots back, his eys flashing dangerously and his complexion becoming even more ruddy with irritation.
"But who is to say what is meaningful?" The dark man, unperturbed by the fair man's anger, finds what he is looking for and closes his hand around an object in his left breast pocket. "Now, sir, I am going to give you a choice," the dark man tells the fair man as he pulls a pistol out of his pocket. The fair man eyes it dubiously, some of his anger evaporating into fear. "You can, like you preach, die on your feet: I will shoot you in the head here and now, a relatively painles and quick death, and you will die yourself, with your humanity. Or," the dark man adds, seeing the fair man's alarmed epression, "you can live on your knees: you can kneel before me and kiss my feet, and I will let you go unharmed. So, sir, which will it be?" The dark man watches the fair man's ever-changing expression with interest. Perhaps he will die with his so-called honor.
After standing in silence for a few moments, during which every feeling possible has flashed through his eyes, the fair man finally replies, "I will die on my feet. I will never kneel to you." The fair man swallows audibly and sweat trickles down the sides of his face as the dark man raises the pistol and aims it directly at the fair man's forehead. The bullet that is going to kill him is only three feet away; it is not possible for the dark man to miss. The fair man's doom is imminent.
However, just as the dark man cocks the pistol and is about to pull the trigger, the fair man cries out, "No, no! I'll do it, I will! I'll kiss your feet, just don't kill me!" The fair man kneels and presses his lips to the shiny black leather of the dark man's boots, then looks up at the dark man for approval, who has just stowed the pistol in his pocket again.
"I knew you would see reason eventually," the dark man murmurs as he bends over the fair man, draws his gun, and puts a bullet through the back of the fair man's head.
The dark man then pushes the fair man's body away, looks down with distaste to see the fair man's blood staining the dark man's boots, and walks away without another word. However, after about ten strides, he stops abruptly, looks over his shoulder at the fair man's body, clicks his tongue and says, "It's a shame you didn't get to die on your feet."

How did I do this time?