Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Tatterdemalion]

Well, it isn't cute and fluffy like most everything else here, but I didn't have anywhere else to use this. It's mainly just me trying to get inside Silver's head... not that he's all that much of a good person.
Lyrics are from Make Damn Sure -- Taking Back Sunday

Silver </3 Piper

This is really well written. I'm a lover of crime/thriller novels (pretty much all I read off this site) and you had me right from the get go. Awesome. Would love to see more of your writing

ohgosh you just seriously made my day! *havent shared my writing with anyone in a looong time*
There will be more. >;3

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

|Muse, sing of Artemis...

Bright green eyes followed after the slight figure of the girl as she went her daily rounds. With a smirk as dark as the night itself, the other withdrew. The girl wandered on, oblivious, unaware of the danger that stalked her every step.
'Soon, pet, soon you'll be mine...'

|And now I will remember you and another song also.

Probably won't expand on this little drabble, unless someone wants me to.

[artemis5001]

Well, it isn't cute and fluffy like most everything else here, but I didn't have anywhere else to use this. It's mainly just me trying to get inside Silver's head... not that he's all that much of a good person.
Lyrics are from Make Damn Sure -- Taking Back Sunday

Silver </3 Piper

This is really well written. I'm a lover of crime/thriller novels (pretty much all I read off this site) and you had me right from the get go. Awesome. Would love to see more of your writing

ohgosh you just seriously made my day! *havent shared my writing with anyone in a looong time*
There will be more. >;3

Super pleased to hear it; I'll be keeping my eye out for it ^^

[aquamarine]

@Tea.For.Two: Nicely done, well written story for sure. However, you said that everything here is cute and fluffy and I do feel the need to point out that that's not true at all. Most of the stories posted on here are devastatingly sad, super creepy or just plain trippy. There aren't as many Disney-coated lovey stories as one would think [which just goes to show how corrupt we all are MUAHAHAHAHA just kidddddding my darlings >;3]



I'm a terrible person and there's no denying it.

My parents, my friends, they all love me so.

But what would they ... what could they possibly say ... if they knew the truth?

That it wasn't a car accident that killed Olly, my best friend, my soulmate, my brother.

What would they do if only they knew ...

That it was, in fact, me that killed him.

[Tatterdemalion]

True, true. Maybe I'm just reading at the wrong times, I only lurk every few days an this place moves faster than I am used to, but it seems the majority is rather ... Fluffy. I have read some pretty dark stuff (as far as you can go for CS) here as well, just seems less of it =\ I dunno...
Anywho... I'm sort of glad we're all corrupted =p my stand by for writing romance has become if someone's not miserable it isn't fun, lol. Oh that sounds so wrong...

[Wildmagic_warrior]

The Sky... and the Astronaut who l o v e d her.

Where was I when the rockets
c a m e
t o
l i f e
and carried you away
into the
a l l i g a t o r
s k y ?

[Freyàh]

Well, it isn't cute and fluffy like most everything else here, but I didn't have anywhere else to use this. It's mainly just me trying to get inside Silver's head... not that he's all that much of a good person.
Lyrics are from Make Damn Sure -- Taking Back Sunday

Silver </3 Piper

Love this one <3 Nice job =3

[Musical Heartbeat]

+
~Dagger~ + ~Chasity~

As the sun set, the colors of the sky looked like a scene from an Old Master's painting, beautiful and unreal. A girl, curled into a ball, nestled next to a tree, soft hums of a lullaby came from her lips. The rain would start soon, she knew. She couldn't find anywhere to stay, her shadow was her own sanctuary, and her only friend. As she watched the colors change, the purple aura of the sky fading to blue, she sighed. A butterfly landed on her shoulder, and she smiled faintly, her eyes saddened. Suddenly, she heard a voice.

"Turn around, bright eyes," a tender, velvety voice crooned. The girl's head snapped up, trying to find the source of the voice.

A male, she had never seen him before, returned her stare, with gentle amber eyes. He stepped closer to her.

"You don't have to be alone, you know," he said softly, sincerity in his voice. Her eyes flickered, and suddenly, she felt protected. Safe. He sat down, his arms around her.

And suddenly, she didn't feel so alone anymore.

The place where she could be herself, where nothing could hurt her.

Her head leaned back into his chest, her eyes fluttering shut.

"I was waiting for you," she murmured, and as the full moon shone, they lay there, their minds finally at peace.

[aquamarine]

"I'm sorry, but the bullet is lodged too far into your heart for us to operate any further. I'll give you two a moment alone."

Damian barely heard the doctor as he quietly let himself out of the small hospital room. His mind was numb and his body was frozen. He closed him eyes before he could cry. He felt the held-in tears burn against the back of his eyelids. Though his eyes wer closed, tears still managed to slip down his face despite his efforts to stop them.

"Damian ... "

He turned at the sound of her soft, heartbroken voice. At once, he was at her side, wiping her tears and kissing her forehead.

"Oh, Bailey, I'm so sorry ... I ... I'm so ... sorry." Tears poured from his eyes down his already tear-stained cheeks. Though it was clearly a movement that caused her great pain, Bailey raised her right hand and cupped it around Damian's face. He closed his eyes as she caressed him, wiping his tears.

"Damian, before this ends ... before I end, I want you to have this." Bailey pulled out a small book from beneath her pillow. It looked like a miniature photo album. He took it carefully in his hands and began to open it before Bailey's voice stopped him.

"Don't read it now. Wait until after. Please."

Damian closed the book and nodded. "I love you so much. I always have and I always will."

She smiled back at him with tear-filled eyes that portrayed all the love in the world. She nodded to him and he knew it was a signal to tell the doctor she was ready to die. He left the room without waiting for her to say she loved him back.

A response isn't needed when you know you're in love; he heard everything she wanted to say through the smile she gave him.

[the bad wolf]

@aqua: It's so... Touching. I need a tissue, seriously.

Companion: Interesting. I like it.

Erhyn: You should make more Drabble. The Drabble is making me curious.

Wild: Pairing matches the poem perfectly.