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

[aquamarine]

Bubbles and Bathwater



As soap was squirted out of its bottle, bubbles spurted out, almost joyfully.

As the bubbles floated softly downwards, the shiny reflection of warm, soapy bathwater seemed to glance up and smile. It rippled slightly, almost as if winking.

Pop, pop, pop went the bubbles as they descended down onto the water's surface.

~ So sorry. my dears...but this party tub's abouta be poppin' ~

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[ i luuuvvvsss me my bubble bath :3 ]

[GreenDayRock18]

john{m}................death{?}

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I have cerebral palsy. I have no control over my muscles.

But I'm not stupid. I can understand what those bullies are saying as they pass me. "What's wrong with that John kid? Oh yeah, that's right! He's a retard who drools everywhere." Even though I knew their words weren't true, each word stings.

My case is serious. I can only control parts of my brain- luckily, one of the parts I can control is the part that thinks. I have to eat through a tube that gets inserted into my bellybutton. It's rather uncomfortable, but I like the feeling of being full. I hear people talk about this sense- "taste". I cannot swallow, so they cannot feed me through my mouth. But sometimes, they stick a lollypop in my mouth. It's wonderful- indescribable. All of the others take it for granted. Of course I can't finish the whole thing, so the rest usually ends up in the trash.

They tell me I'm 13 years old. I feel so much younger. Compared to the other kids my age, I feel short. Probably because I'm always sitting down in my wheel chair. Sometimes, girls push me around the halls. Abbey, and Lindsay... they're very nice. They talk to me. They tell me their problems- but sometimes it's hard to understand them. They talk in hushed voices, like they don't know I'm listening.

One morning, they were loading me onto the school bus- the usual routine. But this time, it was different. I caught a glimpse of a shadow. I let it slide, shadows were everywhere. But then it came into full view. It had pale yellow eyes, and an amazing, striking face. I couldn't tell if it was handsome, or beautiful. Maybe both. Magnificant feathered wings sprouted from it's back. The feathers were pitch black, and glossy, like a raven's. It spoke with a rich voice, like velvet. "Come with me, child." I found my jaw was able to move- I was able to speak. "Why? Who are you?" It paused for a moment, as if pondering my question. "Because it is your time. Who I am is not important- what's important is you need to come with me. Stand up, child." I found my legs were also able to move. I let a smile escape my lips- the feeling of using my muscles was a relief. I stood up, and took it's hand. "Where are we going?" I felt my throat tighten, the air being pushed out of my lungs, my heart stopped beating.

"You'll see when we get there."

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Rest in peace, John. You are forever in our hearts.

To describe this in one word would be near impossible. You're writing is nothing less then absolutely brilliant.

Thank you, but keep in mind you're a great writer yourself. :3

Just so everyone knows, this is based on a true story- I really do know a boy named John who passed away this morning. I'm not saying death came to him in this form, but he did pass away peacefully. He did not gain use of his muscles like in this story, it was just me giving this tragic story a touch of bittersweet.

Aww </3 RIP John
The story is told amazingly! ♥

[flashlight reveries~]

This pair is purely platonic, by the way.



Scarlet ............................... Blake

what a shame we all became
such fragile, broken things
a memory remains- just a tiny spark.

The night was empty nothingness; the pure blackness interrupted only by a sharp hissing and then the flaring of a match. It plummeted downwards like a falling star until it lit the logs below ablaze. The fire burned brightly, licking the dark night with its blazing tendrils. Two shadows danced on the sheet of flickering light, one tall and one small.
Quietly at first, then louder and louder, a pair of laughs pealed over the crackling. One was high and tinkling, the other rich and rolling. Together with the popping of the blaze and the heavy silence of the dark, the chuckles formed a wicked harmony.

i gave it all my oxygen,
so let the flames begin...

[Tuesday & Imoen]

[Removed.]

[Lil'Tiger]

It wasn't even time for a new thread(At 8000 or more) but oh well.
Nice pairings everyone

[.a m a r y l l i s.]

Ebony Grace [♂] x Tasitah Stillman [♀]

There's so many w a r s we fought
.there's. so many things we're not
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Setting down her glass, the young woman sighed. She looked up, across the table.
'This is only gonna be a one time thing, isn't it?'
The young man, in his uniform blue, shrugged his shoulders as he reached for the bill.
'Most likely, I'm afraid.'
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.but. with what we have, I p r o m i s e you that
We're marchin' on
{OneRepublic Marchin On}

--Three Years Ago--
Anyone walking down this particular street on this particular Sunday would have heard, albeit faintly, the cheers of the graduating class.
The hats had been thrown, the hugs exchanged, the plans hashed out with friends for that one last adventure before college. Everywhere you looked, the graduates were grouping up, unwilling to let this last moment of high school go just yet.

Except for one...

'Hey Ebony!! Ebony, where are you going?'
The young man laughed, even as he started pulling off his graduation gown. 'I have my interview, remember?'
His friend chuckled, slapping him on his back.
'Good luck getting into the academy!'
'I plan on it!' Ebony called back as he hopped into his car, waving to all of the others.

...or maybe Two.

'Oh baby I'm so proud of you!'
The young woman found herself smashed into a hug between her mother, aunt, and grandmother.
'Really mom, it's nothing!' She laughed, worming her way out from between them. 'So I graduated a year early; what's the big deal?'
Her mother smiled, eyes filling with tears as she looked at her daughter. 'Look at you; my little baby, all grown up.'
The girl rolled her eyes, trying to hide her smile. 'I thought we agreed no tears?'
'You're right, you're right. I'm sorry.'
'I'll catch you later, okay? I have to go!'
The girl turned, jogging off with her hat tassel flapping and an undetectable swagger in her step.
Life was finally starting.

Two lives to intersect; not for a while, no, not for a while.

A little bit of filler, but it will take off next time, I promise. :3

[Faint]

@Rainy.day - That was beautifully written, my thinking about the pair has changed so much after just reading that story. I feel impowered by your writing skills.
Beautiful <3

[TheWhiteWolf]

We were the same, but yet, different...

I shall write a story later today.....

[Kites]

I could have sworn that this got locked...

Love the stories everyone, keep them up!

[anonymouse]

This pair is purely platonic, by the way.



Scarlet ............................... Blake

what a shame we all became
such fragile, broken things
a memory remains- just a tiny spark.

The night was empty nothingness; the pure blackness interrupted only by a sharp hissing and then the flaring of a match. It plummeted downwards like a falling star until it lit the logs below ablaze. The fire burned brightly, licking the dark night with its blazing tendrils. Two shadows danced on the sheet of flickering light, one tall and one small.
Quietly at first, then louder and louder, a pair of laughs pealed over the crackling. One was high and tinkling, the other rich and rolling. Together with the popping of the blaze and the heavy silence of the dark, the chuckles formed a wicked harmony.

i gave it all my oxygen,
so let the flames begin...

Oh, I absolutely love this!