Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Sherlock Holmes] /Margaret Eunice Hudson/

Based on this fan-fiction.

[Zeee]

she sought after paradise, and found a barren hellhole.

[Dani Fenton-Phantom]

(please listen to this song while reading.)


darci (f) --------------------- dmetri (m)

and by the time you finally read this...

;-; I loved that. So amazing

[Zear]

(please listen to this song while reading.)


darci (f) --------------------- dmetri (m)

and by the time you finally read this...

Your story... was dazzling.

[ika;]

x. faro & daern .x
x. king & commander .x
x. ♂ & ♂ .x

The King and the Commander sat in the pavillion, dapples of light drifting through the rough fabric of the roof and onto the grassy earth below their feet. It was not yet midday, so the sunlight waned beneath blankets of thick gray cloud. There was an unusual silence between them- from far off, a horse neighed.

It had been a week since Daern had lost his temper with Faro and in his fury, lashed out at a nearby tree; breaking his hand. The hand in question lay limply on his lap, as if ashamed of its coming about. Daern certainly was. Over the years Faro had known Daern, he had become an expert in guessing his friend's emotions- and now, judging by the miserable furrow of the Commander's brow, Daern's mind was worrying.

"Listen, if you don't cheer up I'm going to have to sort you out."
Faro frowned teasingly, nudging Daern's shoulder with his index finger.

"There's not much to be cheerful about-" Daern mused. "Not much at all."

Faro grinned widely, reclining back on his chair and gazing at Daern. "You have me, don't you? That's a reason in itself."

Daern sighed heavily- green eyes cast down to the floor. Faro suddenly stood, grabbing Daern by the front of his tunic and pulling him close for a hug. "You're you, Daern. You should be happy about that- I know I am."

Faro watched him carefully for a moment, almost uneasy at the range of emotions passing over Daern's rough features. Silence ensued.

Then, as gently as a snowflake wafting to earth, Daern kissed him softly on the lips.

x.x.x.x

[Bah, this is based off my two characters, Daern & Faro. This is the pair finally coming to terms with their feelings for each other, after six years of safe but close friendship.

baw. this is fantastic. c:

Thank you so much <333
And thank you Twinn, you're amazing too! 8D

[micah]

@DJ Wolfy; more will be coming soon, thank you <33
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[○] x [♂]
(it was c o s m i c and a n a l o g i c, and unlike
anything he's ever seen before-)

It was like when a new package arrived on your doorstep.
Actually, magnify that by one million.
He had just left the market, the open twenty-four hours behemoth that grew in five days. He had two bags, plastic, as that's all they offered now. His face was lifeless and stony, yet picturesque- it was the perfect murder scene. A shady man in dark clothes roamed the unprotected, unattached streets with worn plastic bags; he had no followers and he was no follower himself, and he held no protection except for a lofty gallon of milk. He had gotten thirsty, and it sloshed with his wide steps.
He retrieved it from the bag again and took a large swig; gulp.
Yet as he lowered the gallon to clear his line of vision, something- someone?- stood in front of him. It was shiny and sparkly and its eyes were like two planets, slowly revolving around in search of...

"What in the bloody hell was in that milk?"

The thing giggled and brushed fuchsia hair from its eyes. "Why don't you ask it?" A voice like velvet, or perhaps oil- smooth and soft, but sticky and hard to rid from yourself.

He cocked an eyebrow and saw no reason not too. Holding it at eye level, with the most stern face he could muster at a time like this, he asked it. "Milk," he sighed gently. "I want to know what the... heck was in you."

"...I said ask it. That was no questionnnnn." It snickered again.

"Milk, what was in you?" At this point he was certain he was meant to be in a psychiatric hospital. Perhaps even his whole life had been a lie- he was imagining it- and this, too.

"I'm just a normal jug of milk."

It spoke to him. He knew it wasn't the being in front of him, no, that was the voice milk would have. It was thick but airy, and almost flirty, but deep. Out of shock, he dropped it and heard a small "ow". He felt no need to apologize, especially as the figure began to back away. He felt an undying compulsion to follow it and never, ever, ever look back. ...He wouldn't.

[Tesalong]

(please listen to this song while reading.)


darci (f) --------------------- dmetri (m)

and by the time you finally read this...

;-; I loved that. So amazing

This story made me cry ;n;
I never cry when I read/watch/listen to sad stuff.

[Creature Feature <3]

"Nothing can be flawless as to have perfection you must have flaws.
Life is no dream except for the dead.
You always wanted to embrace love but when it came at you, you never wanted it."

They told me this at the clinic one day.

"Now, Soul..." she quivered at my name "did any of this make sense?"

I didn't know if it should have.

"No." I said plain and simple.

And it hadn't made sense at the time.

I didn't have school and I went nowhere but the clinic, we didn't have any mirriors in our house. I would always ask my mom about it but she'd always say, "You're just different sweetie."

But I sure changed the day she came.


Jane. As pretty and simple as a doe.

{More/Story?}

deffo

[Ineedatribal]

His grip tightened, so hard that I felt as though I was losing the circulation in my hands.
He leaned in until we were nose to nose, and just then I could see and feel admiration in his eyes.
"I love you." He would say convincingly. I felt a chill go up my spine when he gently pressed his lips to mine.
"I love you too, but we don't have time. Love is limited now, and that's that." I reply honestly and softly.
"Don't say that. Love is unlimited and had no boundaries, no matter what twist ends up in there. Don't lose hope. Please." He said, making me melt with his intoxicating voice. I could feel his steady heartbeat when I put my hands above his chest. He gently took away my hand and kissed my knuckle, holding it with his own cold, damp hand after he did.
Anyone want to hear the story this came from?

[Noctyrn]

(please listen to this song while reading.)


darci (f) --------------------- dmetri (m)

and by the time you finally read this...

;-; I loved that. So amazing

This story made me cry ;n;
I never cry when I read/watch/listen to sad stuff.

That was amazing ;o;