Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Keriae]

"Welcome to the Caribbean, love."

"Easy on the goods, darlin'."
"You're dispicable."
"I saved your life, you save mine, we're square."

"Gentlemean, my lady, you will always remember this as the day you almost caught Captain. Jack. Sparrow!"

"Elizabeth... It would never have worked between us. I'm sorry."

"You know, these clothes do not flatter you at all. It should be a dress or nothing. I happen to have no dress in my cabin."

"It's my father! We've made it back! Father! Father here, look, here!"
"Elizabeth…we're not back."

"My tremendous intuitive sense of the female creature informs me that you are troubled."
"I just thought I'd be married by now. I'm so ready to be married."
"You know, um... Lizzy... I am captain of a ship. And being captain of a ship, I can conduct a marr-i-age, right here. Right on this deck. Right... now."
"No, thank you."
"Why not? We are very much alike, you and I. I and you. Us."
"Ah! Except for our sense of honor, and decency, and a moral center. And personal hygiene."
"Trifles. You will come over to my side, I know it."
"You seem very certain."
"One word love: curiosity. You long for freedom. You long to do what you want to do because you want it. To act on selfish impulse. You want to see what it's like. One day, you won't be able to resist."
"Why doesn't your Compass work?"
"Uh, my Compass works fine."
"Because you and I are alike, and there will come a moment when you have a chance to show it. To do the right thing."
"I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by."
"You'll have the chance to do something... something courageous. And when you do, you'll discover something: that you're a good man."
"All evidence to the contrary."
"No, I have faith in you. Want to know why?"
"Do tell, dearie."
"Curiosity. You're going to want it. A chance to be admired. And gain the rewards that follow. You won't be able to resist. You're going to want to know... what it tastes like.
"I do want to know what it tastes like."
"But seeing as you're a good man I know that you'll never put me in a position that would compromise my honor. I'm proud of you, Jack."

"Jack, it would never have worked out between us."
"Keep telling yourself that, darlin'."

[Anthea]

@aquamarine- that almost brought me to tears :'( That was amazing

Lamentation --- Krause

It seemed like eons ago- that afternoon in which
you lazily d r i f t e d o f f, awakening only to
becoming aware of your new existence in an
unfamiliar dimenson
---
8 years have passed since that day
---
The last thing you remember is falling
asleep in your castle, ruler of the
2nd dimensional world. You wonder where you are now...
Is this limbo?
---
You feel w.eightless, bodiless, drifting
g e n t l y through the
ether.
---
You reason that it must have all been a dream...
or a dream within a dream... about a d.ream?
But... where are you now? Has it really been 8
years since you entered that... s.trang.e dimension?
---
Once again you feel your perceptions warp,
and twist as time and space bend before your very eyes.
Suddenly, a familiar s.ensation rushes to your head...
you are falling.

[- poppeh]

{Hi. Umm sorry for popping in randomly. I'm going to start posting here. I think it's about time. x3I have three for you as to see if anyone likes mine.}
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May ♥ Colin

"Oh, Colin! I love it!" May squeezed the stuffed witch bunny plushie. "How can I repay you? I know!" May dug around in the closet.
Colin sat on the edge of the bed. "We can't stay here forever." May looked up, shook hair out of her eyes and put her paws on her hips. One paw had a stuffed dragon in it.
"I know but are we going to raise Ethy in the wild?!" Colin kicked the floor and looked down. "Well?" May said as she lay down tossing the dragon into Colin's paws. May turned her back to Colin. "Go get Ethy to bed." Colin got up. "Ethy! Time for bed!" Ethy ran into Colin's arms. "Daddy!" Colin planted Ethy down in bed. "Good night sweetie."
The next morning May woke up and found a notes on Colin's pillow. May picked it up and read it out loud.
"Dear May and Ethy,
Love you and we can't stay in the small barn. Out house-searching in the city, hoping to have a hunter, cook and servent.
Love you & miss you,
Colin."
May gasped. The city?! "Ethy!" Ethy roused and walked into her parent's room. "What?"
May gulped, "We're moving."
Colin was driving to their new home. "Our cook is Cac, our servent is Savvy and our hunter is Eric. We even have two horses and a healer, Hera." Ethy frowned, "I hate this." May nodded, "Colin. Why are we leaving?" Colin glanced at May. "Honey, I know."
When they got to the house May ran up to her and Colin's room. "Why?! Why me?!" Colin slowly entered the room. He pulled her hair back and tuged her paws off her face.
Colin took a deep breath. He knew he was making a move that they would both remember. Colin planted a kiss on May's lips.
They both remembered it forever.
And it's been years.
♥

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Ramona Jake
{Forgot to save their story. Got deleted.}

{Would anyone be instrested in this pair?}
&
Vixen Harpoon

[coco-kitten]

It just kills me.
Everyday, I can feel it. It builds up until I can't take it any longer. And that just causes more of it. It slowly killing me. I wish I could reassure them, shower them in the silvery glow of my power. But, I am chained to the dragon, my guardian. The mortals' faith is disappearing. I only wish to see them and embrace them in my arms. It is a petty thought. They all think I am lost. Their ways have changed since my time. They no longer carry the steeds of my uncle's creation. Few of us are oblivious to our situation. My finest maidens have passed. I wish they could see this. They could have helped. But this pain and the dragon have restrained me. I cannot reassure them like the before times. I can only wish that their hope withstands enough before my shackles are broken. My maidens still search for me. But, I am afraid they lost hope as well. So am I. I do not believe even the finest of heroes could save me now. I have not defeated this creature that is pain yet it has not defeated me. Where were they now? My maidens, the heroes, the others, the hope. None had ever a chance for saving me. I can only hope that I can sustain my status for much longer.

The day has come. I can feel a source, far away, but still. It was a prayer. To me. It was enough. The dragon could only stare as I ran into the nearby hillside. It tried to come after me, but it found itself trapped under a silver arrow. I hope it is enough. The country around here was beautiful. I could not believe it. I was alone in the most beautiful countryside, and yet the humans never saw it. I cursed about their stupidity and ran off again. The hill ran off into a cliff-like area. It was astounding. Not the nature, but the sight of what was happening. A man, possibly in his early twenties, was kneeling in front of a measly sacrifice of a lamb. He was whispering something to himself. He wore a ragged cloak which hid his features with a cowl. Slightly built, he was a somewhat small figure. But, he was willing to pray to her. I slowly walked towards him, not making a noise. His attention was incredibly focused on the sacrifice. It was almost saddening. Here was a young man, possibly crying, and yet a goddess was in his presence. I almost could feel the faint sound of his tears as he whispered. "What is the problem?" I asked, lifting my hand to throw off the cowl of his face. "Milady, nothing could be better." A frown spread across my face. Strange, it was to see a smirk reach his. "Darling, what is someone so beautiful doing out here?" I was about to answer, but I felt the strangest feeling in my wrist. Lifting it up, I saw a small dart hanging out of the vein. As my vision blurred, I heard two distinctive words:

"Goodnight, Artemis."

And then it went black.

(Continue?)

{Note: The second part is written by his point of view.}

It's hopeless now.
My world has been shattered. I now longer see my brother's chariot race through the sky. The land around me is barren, horrid, lifeless. Even the air I breath is unreal. He keeps me confined in this prison. I am not sure what he sees in me now. I have become weak, powerless even as a goddess. He has stripped me of reasons for sustaitning this long. My arrows, my quiver and my jewelry had been taken away by that theif. But, I believe he's already won. I was alive, I realize now, because I was surrounded by peacefulness, serenity, life. The only life here is that evil smirk he places everyday on his face when he walks by my prison. I can only imagine what he has planned for me. I only know that he is pure evil, possibly the worst mortal I've seen. I now can see through those lemon eyes, into his heart. My life is weakening faster. Maybe hes sees it as well. But, it doesn't matter now. He is intent on keeping me forever as his captive. But, I do not mind. He has taken my reason for life. I do not know why have not gone yet. It baffles me to know end. I sit in the corner, thinking about why he does this. About why he is pure evil. About escape. Oh yes, escape. The taste of it was awaiting me, I knew. I would just love to see that sinister smirk wash away from that face of his. Oh yes, that would be almost delicious. But, that must wait. After all, it wouldn't be any fun to not let him see what he's up against.

She is magnificent. Her hair, dark as midnight itself, braided just so it can swing across her thin frame. The light robe, combined with the white bracers on her arms just highlighted her elegance. But why he falling in love? She was a goddes, and Artemis at that. A maiden. But, she seemed so, so human. She seemed only like a regular teenager. But, the hidden determination in her icy blue eyes. That was what drove him mad. He had taken almost everything away from her, the nature, the weapons, the hope. The hope was most important. He knew that most did not believe in the gods and goddesses of ancient Greece. But he knew that they were out there somewhere. And, first thing first, he wanted one. Someone with power, and something to bring power. It was by chance he had encountered Artemis. But, now he had a bargaining chip. Something that could only bring good things. But, now he felt something. It wasn't pain, he knew, but it brought similiar symptoms. He was torn. The beautiful Artemis, or the treasures before him. Artemis was incredibly pleasing to him to say the least. He could at the very least keep her happy. Yes, that was what he would do. Keep the goddess happy. And then, after he had filled his heart with the goddess's words, he would ransom her. A few hundred ancient Daruchmas would do wonderful things. Very wonderful things. That would be the best part of it all. Spending those Daruchmas.
Yes, that would wonderful.

{That was much better in my head. Comments?}

[. Delirium .]

It just kills me.
Everyday, I can feel it. It builds up until I can't take it any longer. And that just causes more of it. It slowly killing me. I wish I could reassure them, shower them in the silvery glow of my power. But, I am chained to the dragon, my guardian. The mortals' faith is disappearing. I only wish to see them and embrace them in my arms. It is a petty thought. They all think I am lost. Their ways have changed since my time. They no longer carry the steeds of my uncle's creation. Few of us are oblivious to our situation. My finest maidens have passed. I wish they could see this. They could have helped. But this pain and the dragon have restrained me. I cannot reassure them like the before times. I can only wish that their hope withstands enough before my shackles are broken. My maidens still search for me. But, I am afraid they lost hope as well. So am I. I do not believe even the finest of heroes could save me now. I have not defeated this creature that is pain yet it has not defeated me. Where were they now? My maidens, the heroes, the others, the hope. None had ever a chance for saving me. I can only hope that I can sustain my status for much longer.

The day has come. I can feel a source, far away, but still. It was a prayer. To me. It was enough. The dragon could only stare as I ran into the nearby hillside. It tried to come after me, but it found itself trapped under a silver arrow. I hope it is enough. The country around here was beautiful. I could not believe it. I was alone in the most beautiful countryside, and yet the humans never saw it. I cursed about their stupidity and ran off again. The hill ran off into a cliff-like area. It was astounding. Not the nature, but the sight of what was happening. A man, possibly in his early twenties, was kneeling in front of a measly sacrifice of a lamb. He was whispering something to himself. He wore a ragged cloak which hid his features with a cowl. Slightly built, he was a somewhat small figure. But, he was willing to pray to her. I slowly walked towards him, not making a noise. His attention was incredibly focused on the sacrifice. It was almost saddening. Here was a young man, possibly crying, and yet a goddess was in his presence. I almost could feel the faint sound of his tears as he whispered. "What is the problem?" I asked, lifting my hand to throw off the cowl of his face. "Milady, nothing could be better." A frown spread across my face. Strange, it was to see a smirk reach his. "Darling, what is someone so beautiful doing out here?" I was about to answer, but I felt the strangest feeling in my wrist. Lifting it up, I saw a small dart hanging out of the vein. As my vision blurred, I heard two distinctive words:

"Goodnight, Artemis."

And then it went black.

(Continue?)

{Note: The second part is written by his point of view.}

It's hopeless now.
My world has been shattered. I now longer see my brother's chariot race through the sky. The land around me is barren, horrid, lifeless. Even the air I breath is unreal. He keeps me confined in this prison. I am not sure what he sees in me now. I have become weak, powerless even as a goddess. He has stripped me of reasons for sustaitning this long. My arrows, my quiver and my jewelry had been taken away by that theif. But, I believe he's already won. I was alive, I realize now, because I was surrounded by peacefulness, serenity, life. The only life here is that evil smirk he places everyday on his face when he walks by my prison. I can only imagine what he has planned for me. I only know that he is pure evil, possibly the worst mortal I've seen. I now can see through those lemon eyes, into his heart. My life is weakening faster. Maybe hes sees it as well. But, it doesn't matter now. He is intent on keeping me forever as his captive. But, I do not mind. He has taken my reason for life. I do not know why have not gone yet. It baffles me to know end. I sit in the corner, thinking about why he does this. About why he is pure evil. About escape. Oh yes, escape. The taste of it was awaiting me, I knew. I would just love to see that sinister smirk wash away from that face of his. Oh yes, that would be almost delicious. But, that must wait. After all, it wouldn't be any fun to not let him see what he's up against.

She is magnificent. Her hair, dark as midnight itself, braided just so it can swing across her thin frame. The light robe, combined with the white bracers on her arms just highlighted her elegance. But why he falling in love? She was a goddes, and Artemis at that. A maiden. But, she seemed so, so human. She seemed only like a regular teenager. But, the hidden determination in her icy blue eyes. That was what drove him mad. He had taken almost everything away from her, the nature, the weapons, the hope. The hope was most important. He knew that most did not believe in the gods and goddesses of ancient Greece. But he knew that they were out there somewhere. And, first thing first, he wanted one. Someone with power, and something to bring power. It was by chance he had encountered Artemis. But, now he had a bargaining chip. Something that could only bring good things. But, now he felt something. It wasn't pain, he knew, but it brought similiar symptoms. He was torn. The beautiful Artemis, or the treasures before him. Artemis was incredibly pleasing to him to say the least. He could at the very least keep her happy. Yes, that was what he would do. Keep the goddess happy. And then, after he had filled his heart with the goddess's words, he would ransom her. A few hundred ancient Daruchmas would do wonderful things. Very wonderful things. That would be the best part of it all. Spending those Daruchmas.
Yes, that would wonderful.

{That was much better in my head. Comments?}

Simply breathtaking! Please do continue!

[e.mbr]

and

[coco-kitten]

{That was much better in my head. Comments?}

Simply breathtaking! Please do continue!

Thank you so much! c: I'll continue writing soon, these two have a bit to go.

[Never & Rush]

"I thought chivalry was dead?"
"Yeah, it is, but...so am I."

I left work and sat on the balcony of the two-story building, feet dangling over empty space and eyes on the ground. The weather was beautiful, a light autumn breeze playing with my hair and smoothing back my clothes. I hadn't seen such a beautiful night in a long while.

I sat there until I was ready to get my tired legs walking towards home, and was about to swing them over the balcony ledge when I decided to peer back down at the ground. I had the sudden, unexplainable urge to jump.
It wasn't a feeling I've ever encountered before. I just felt like I should know how it feels, to fly in midair in the short moment before I hit the ground. It seemed harmless enough, being only two stories up. I might break a bone or two, or snap my neck, but who would care anyway...

"Don't."

I heard the softly spoken word from behind me, and realized that I had scooted all the way to the very edge of the ledge without realizing it, arms tensed to push me away. Startled, I let go and tottered forward, mind going blank with terror.

But I was saved by an arm, wrapped around my waist like a snake. He pulled me over and gently layed me on the ground, head in his lap, stroking my hair to comfort me.

"It's okay. You didn't fall. You're safe. I've got you."

The short sentences barely registered as my wide eyes darted around and sweat beaded on my forehead.
"What were you thinking?" I finally pushed the air from my throat, sitting up and pushing the man away. "You startled me! I wasn't going to actually jump!"

His expression remained calm, almost amused, as he watched me. When I saw the humor in his eyes, I wiped my face clear of all emotion, mouth pressed into an unbreakable straight line and eyes neutral.

He got to his feet. "Now, don't give me that porcelain face." He chuckled as he approached me.

"That what?" I had to keep myself from sneering.

"That porcelain face. I think if I don't deserve your thanks you at least owe me a smile." He ran a finger along my cheek and jaw, and I met his eyes reluctantly.

They were endless pits of black, those eyes, without a hint of light in them. His skin was pasty pale, and his features sunken in, possibly by stress or exhaustion. But I could tell he was around my age, a fit young man. Though his skin was light, it seemed to glow in health...

~~~

To be continued. Maybe.
.3.

[Inatae]

I feel so... I dunno, uncreative posting these two. Especially since this has probably been done before.

[omori]

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Laura [ f ] --- Kyle [ m ]

The two sat silently at the table. Such a fancy restaurant, yet nothing to talk about. The girl had too much on her mind. Her cheek rested in her right hand while her other hand was preoccupied with the straw in her ice water, making a chilling orchestra of swishing and sloshing. He only watched her unreadable expression on her freckled face as pieces of her strawberry blond hair dangled in front of her honey-colored eyes, which were focused intently on the freezing drink.

"Why so quiet?" Kyle questioned, still focused on his date's eyes. She looked up from her water, still stirring it around.
"Why me?" Laura asked.
"What?"
"Why did you ask me out?" she asked again, this time taking her fingers from the straw and tapping them on the table. He shrugged. "It was my brother, wasn't it?" she continued to question.
"Huh?"
"My brother. He told me he talked to you. In your Chemistry class," Laura said, still not looking at Kyle.
"Oh, uh, yeah. Now that you say it, I do remember talking to him." Laura looked up and met Kyle's eyes as he said this. She nodded and smiled.
 
"So what did you do over the weekend?" Laura further mused. She tried to act more attentive and smiled a bit.
"Well, uh, not much," Kyle admitted. That was weird, considering he was rather popular. "Except for dreaming of you." Ugh. How cheesy. Still, Laura played along.
"I'll admit, I've done that a few times before." She smiled wider. "Except I wasn't dreaming of myself, of course."
 
Kyle raised an eyebrow, catching on with Laura's suggestive sentence. He chuckled, then his face went serious. He began to slowly lean over the table.
A kiss, and less than fifty words were spoken by her? She smirked. Yeah, this was the guy. Slowly, she mirrored his movements, but she also slowly inched her hand toward her glass of ice water. Soon, their faces were only were only centimeters apart. She felt his warm breath on her neck, and goosebumps coated her body. 

But just before their lips made contact, Laura grasped her glass of freezing water and threw it all over the boy trying to kiss her.

His mouth opened, as if to say something in protest, but nothing came out. He just held his arms up, his mouth open, and his head hanging.
"Don't even act like that!" Laura screamed. 
Kyle hesitated, then babbled like an idiot for a second, the managed to say, "Like what?"
"Like you don't deserve this! Like you weren't expecting it!"
"You're acting crazy! What in the world are you talking about?"
"You can't fool me, you creep!" she screamed. Kyle was about to interrupt, but Laura didn't let him. "You might fool them, but you can't fool me!" The image of the little girl came into her mind. It was shown on tons of tv channels. She could still hear the words repeating over and over: "Amber alert - missing girl..." She didn't want to remember the rest.

"I don't have a brother. I've never dreampt of you, and I never will. The only dreams I'll ever have with you in them is if you're dying a torturous death, just like you did to her," she said.
"Wha..?" Kyle began softly.
"I know what you did to her, you liar," Laura said quietly, just above a whisper. 

And she left the restaurant, left with no regrets, left into the frigid, unforgiving blizzard.