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

[TheWhiteWolf]

Snowy (M) and Misty (F)

I was made of snow, but she still loved me.
She was blind, but every year she made me with no regrets.
Ialways wanted to tell her that I loved her.
But when I finally made up my mind, I died,
only to be reborn in the winter.

[Solfeggio]

Snowy (M) and Misty (F)

I was made of snow, but she still loved me.
She was blind, but every year she made me with no regrets.
Ialways wanted to tell her that I loved her.
But when I finally made up my mind, I died,
only to be reborn in the winter.

Oh, this is lovely. :,)

[TheWhiteWolf]

Snowy (M) and Misty (F)

I was made of snow, but she still loved me.
She was blind, but every year she made me with no regrets.
I always wanted to tell her that I loved her.
But when I finally made up my mind, I died,
only to be reborn in the winter.

Oh, this is lovely. :,)

Thanks, I may write a story, I am not sure. ^^

[pushpin]

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Darling, don't be afraid to break the rules once in a while.

fail.

[Anthea]

@Tesalong- Their designs go together VERY well!

[Tesalong]

Vini [♀]------------------Marcus [♂]

A blast shook the field, gun fire boomed in all of our ears, and it was all out war. When I was a little girl I had always pretended to play war with my friends but that was nothing like this, people were actually dieing before my eyes and if you lost a battle you cant call for a rematch.

Another boom shook the ground, I fell and quickly glanced around. The people that we had been fighting moments before were gone, disappeared like a magic trick. Me and the rest of the soldgiers in our white uniforms quickly started to leave the area, afraid that they would ambush us in the confusion.

Just as I was about to get into the van I noticed movement in the corner of my eye, something or someone was still on the field.
"Go on without me, I'll walk back. I want to do a quick search of the area." I said to the driver, he nodded and they were gone in a cloud of dust.

I quickly turned to where I saw the person but he was gone too, I slowly and quietly searched the field without too much luck. I noticed a crate overturned, just big enough for someone to fit underneath. I turned it over and saw a soldgier, an enemy soldgier. "Who are you and why are you still here?" I hissed.

He looked at me in disbelief, like he wouldnt have ever thought that he would get found. "Im Marcus, and Im here to see you, honey." He said with a smirk. I couldnt believe it, he was flirting with me?! During war?! I didnt let my confusion show on my face and instead worked on keeping calm.

"First of all dont call me 'honey', it makes me want to kill you even more. Second of all, you better answer my questions or you'll be gone without a trace." I realized that my voice was louder and that my face showed anger as I spoke, but who cares? He was the one that couldnt answer a question right.

Marcus shook his head, "I can call you whatever I want, honey. Im not afraid of you, so how about you go home and paint your nails or something." I would have beat him up if only the sound of gunfire and explosions hadnt began to hit my ears. Marcus quickly put the box over us so that we wouldnt be seen. That coward.

[baestille]

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Darling, don't be afraid to break the rules once in a while.

fail.

I can just see a beautiful story coming on here

[micah]

@Carousel: I have to agree with Rainbow.freeze...!
A big thanks to everyone who commented on that last story. ♥ Meant to be a bit creepy, a bit sad, but... Delightful. |D Hard to display, at least for me, in writing~
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This one's kind of long, my apologies. <''3

Atlas {{m}} --- Javan {{m}}
;;[ why won't you be, be my c e l e s t i a l being~? ];;
P A R T . 1

Atlas's fist kissed the table so roughly it shook; a coffee cup at the end tipped over and spilled its nectar. A guard, the same who broke the news, shot over to clean it up.
"Don't worry about it now, Guard. We clearly have other problems on our hands, no?" Said Atlas, voice trembling. "What I can't tend to fathom here is that you actually let her get out," he paused, for effect, "when we happen to be in the middle of space." Shaggy violet and black hair fell in front of his face as he dipped his head.

"Hey, Atlas, we'll find her!" Chimed a guard, trying to keep the spirits up.

"Shut up, for God's sake," he busted, hands plastered on the table. "We have to find her, you twit. I don't think you understand the magnitude of this whole situation!"

"To be honest sir, we have no clue. Not at all."

Javan was back in the corner, mouth wide. But not about his lover in waiting, but rather Atlas. He had never seen the man, his age, take such power. But being leader of your own command ship must bear some responsibility, correct? Slowly he stepped forward, until he was a hair behind Atlas, and placed a palm on his shoulder. "I don't know what it is either, Atlas..."

"J-Javan," he stumbled. "I forgot you were here." Suddenly, his muscles caved, and he fell on his knees. His elbows chilled on the table, forehead sealed down as well.

"Atlas?!" Everyone in the room chimed, rushing over.

"Javan, it's for you. We're finding her for you..." Steadily he rose, arms shaking, ankles swerving. "You lo-love her, right? It's for you."

Only the one with the red eyes stared back, offering no response. "Atlas," he began, "we'll find her together, okay? I'll help."

"Well duh, Javan," he blurted, chortling. It seemed his stamina was regained, as if by magic. "That's only fair~" Atlas replied, signature smile of innocence. It drove Javan's heart up the wall...
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Now the leader was silent as the ship patrolled; he kept his steely eyes centered. Javan continued to stare, in more of an adoring way, at Atlas. He should be looking out to space- trying to find his princess- but Atlas liked to search around, so why look when someone else is? Something that could hold his attention was rare--well, it was truly rare for both. More buttons beeped, but Javan could hear the star-studded man speak under his breath. "If her undercarriage was located two floors below the command center, or here..." He could only gather bits and pieces of the velvet voice. "Then her means of escaping would've had to be through the emergency exit to the--err, left of here? Yes, left..." Atlas jolted up, and spun the wheel on the ship to make a sharp left.

"A-Atlas?!"

"Oh, Javan, we've been way too silly... She didn't go forwards, she backtracked. Your lover is quite sneaky..."

He faltered. "Yeah, yep, yeah..."

"Please, don't mind my asking, but how did you two meet? I mean, she's more or less of a galactic princess."

"I thought you were a galactic prince, Atlas?"

"Not the time to a-ask, Javan--"

"Well, to be honest, it was when I was coming to see you. Remember that one time, way long ago, when you crashed your other ship? You were hurt pretty bad, but I was coming to see if any of my stuff was damaged..."

"What a kindred soul you are, eh, Javan?"

"Anyways," he got on the track again, "on my way, I found her hurt on an asteroid--"

"Delightful," Was that...

Javan sneered. "You asked, boy. So I helped her, and then... Well, that's just it, I guess."

Atlas silently turned to look out ahead, face sickly. Moments of silence passed; they felt like hours, hours of nothing. "To be honest, Javan..."

"Yes, Atlas?"

"I am the fabled galactic "Prince of Space". It's disgusting, right?" His voice was suddenly childish, naive.

Javan smiled. "I think it's rather... A handsome color on you," He swallowed hard. "only to be honest."

"Honesty..." Atlas murmured, preoccupied with his disposition.

A blurb was seen in the distance. "JAVAN!" He cried out, arms flailing. "What's that?!"

[Poison Reaper]

~Please don't forget me,
I'll teach you how to fly,
To spread your wings,
And fly away with me.~

I sat in my lonley bedroom. Drawing on my schetchpad was all I did nowadays. Since he dissapered. Scince he moved, I'm not myself. We were only friends, but I never relized how much of my time he took up. I still remember that day......

"Seira! Come here! I want to tell you something."

He said in his best voice.

I knew something was wrong.

"What is it, Tris?"

I ask, cautiously.

"Just... Just come here."

He said, now with a hint of pain in his voice.

I walked over to him. He was sitting under our tree, all thoes summer days spent under there. Little did I know it would become a place of sorrow.

"I'm..... I'm leaving." He said, looking away.

I was stunned. " Wha.... What do you mean?"

"I'm leaving. That means we'll never see each other again."

I just sat there in silence. Tris? Leaving?

Well, Good bye now. Gotta get goin. He said, and walked away.

I made a small choked sound. Just remembering it hurt. There was a loud BANG! on my door. "Young lady, come out of your room this instant! Your making your mother sad." My father seemed to roar. "Comming father." I said, in a montone voine. I folded up my sketch book. My newest drawing was of me in my gold princess dress, being 'Gaurded' by the tree. Tristan was riding his little stick pony to come and save me. Oh, how I wish thoes days were still here.

End Part one

[Zeee]

Avril (F)

Blake (M)

Part one

Meeting for the first time; scary, but nice.

Avril's view!

more please

I sucked in air from the dark grey valley. It tasted and smelled like smoke. A white, frightnening man came from out of the shadows. "Dont hurt me!" I squealed, pulling away. He just came closer, his black eyes glaring at me. They were scary, all right. A choke came from him as I noticed he was chained to a tree. It all came to me now; he wasnt trying to hurt me- He wanted to be free. He wanted help. "No.. Please...Im not trying to hurt you, I want you to Help me," He begged and pleaded, dropping to his knees and starting to cry. "Ive been locked up here for more than 2 years... I havent seen another animal like you for years! Please... Im begging you. Im suffering here! Please help me!" I nodded and patted him on the back. A large tree stood over his chains; ahah! "Stand back." I say. He nods and covers his head. Now... What to break the tree with? Its so big.

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After trying and trying, I manage to break the tree. I help the male slide the chains off the end of the tree, but he likes them as acsessories, so I let him keep the chains. Little silver things hang over his back, but I dont ask about it. When we scurry out of the valley, a large village overcomes him with cheerfullness. I stop him and pause. "I never got your name." I say, grinning. He laughs. "Uhh," He mutters. "Blake." I admire the name for a moment and proceed. "Avril." I tell him, and we continue.

((Continue? Just seeing if Its interesting anybody.))

((Continuing. I have alot more interesting parts, AND DRAMA!! OOH. THE DRAMA.))

I smiled. I scoot away into a ditch with Blake and sit him down with me. "Blake," I say. He nods. "Yes, A..Avril?" I look down, wondering if he'll be able to handle this. "There is something you need to know about me." I tell him. He gestures that he's listening and tells me to go on. "I...I have cancer." I say, my voice sounding like cracked glass. He looks shocked. "Oh. Really?" He asks. I nod blankly. Apparently he can read my mind, because then he said, "Ill be able to handle it... Because I have to tell you something too." I perk up a little, wondering. I smile. He continues, holds my hand, and kisses the top of it. "I think im falling in love with you, Avril," He says. My eyes widen and I redden. "Ever since we met... Ever since you saved me. I owe you, and please, if you agree to go out with me, my debt will be payed because you would have the best time ever!" I look down and hug him. Then I pull away. He looks sad now, and I lick him, and of course, that perks him up. "Oh no.." I say. He looks concerned. "What?" He asks.
"My dad.." I say.
"Your dad....?" He says.
"My dad would never approve of this."
"Oh.... Well.... Forget him! Let's run away! Together!" He says. It takes me a while to consider it, but when ive made up my mind, I speak it, "Yes... Yes! Run!" I cheer. He runs beside me playfully. I forget to tell him something about my cancer, so I stop him. "Yes?" He asks. I smile, then frown sadly. "The doctor gave me about 10 or so years to live. That's plenty of time, right?" I ask, curious if he agrees. "Yes... Thats enough... But I just wish you had more." He says. I can see tears swelling in his eyes.