Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Lying_Lilacs]

I thought these would look adorable together. =3
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From childhood to adults, friends to the very end.
<3
Love is friendship set on fire. <3

Aww, this needs a story <3

Yeah i couldn't thinks of anything. You could write one for it though.

[Fiery Gatoh]

Nevalia
Are you a...ghost?
You can't be real.
This isn't true.
It can't be.
I know you.
Or do I?
You can't be real.
But if you're not.
How can I see you?
Feel you?
Touch you?
Breath. Think.
Live.



I'm not a ghost.
I am real
This is true.
It can be.
You know me.
You do.
I can be real.
Because if I'm not.
How can you see me?
Feel me?
Touch me?
Breath. Think.
Die.

[s y n]

Please listen to this while reading to gain the full effect. However, I warn you that I posted the lyrics in a different order than they are sung, so do not be confused. This is a story of abuse, that, if you are truly a lover of animals and an emotional person, may bring you tears as it did to me while writing it.





the trapped .&. the cruel

So tired of the straight line,
And everywhere you turn,
There's vultures and thieves at your back.

The storm keeps on twisting.
Keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack.

It's not so bad sometimes. Sometimes, all I get is a few harsh words. Simple yelling. Sure, it hurts. But only emotionally. And that's better than what happens when I do something wrong.
It's not my fault. I'm just a pup. I need to be taught. But I guess there is no time to teach me. I have to do it right the first time or else...
Most of the time I do nothing wrong. I just try to make the best of it, because there's no option. There is no where beyond here. I cannot go anywhere. I am confined to a tiny, filthy cage. The bottom of the cage is wire, and it hurts me everyday to walk on it. It is covered with mud, and the chain collar around my neck is bound to me so tight that it has bored into my skin. I get very little food, but I am lucky to get any at all. Fresh water isn't a given. When it rains, I get water. I believe I am blessed if I get actual water in a bowl once a week.
The punishments are harsh. I do not know why this happens to me, but I know that there is no way out. All I can hope for is death. Death to release me from my eternal suffering. I have scars covering me, my fur is very scarce, and you decided that it would be fun to rip out my whiskers and pin me against dogs who are much bigger than me.
Do you get some sick enjoyment from dragging my bloody, broken body away from the fight? Why can't you just let those dogs kill me? Why can't you just allow me to leave this world of hurt? I guess it's more fun to force me to deal with this pain. Are you happy when you see the tears pour from my bloodshot eyes? Are you satisfied when I cry out, satisfied to see how insalubrious and frightened I am? Are you glad to see the chaos you cause?
Please. Let me go. Whether it is to free me from your custody or to free me from this world, I beg you to have mercy on my tortured soul.
And then finally somebody hears me. They hear me cry, and they take action. I've been saved. They do all they can, but does the pain subside? Of course not. Nothing could take away this pain. The physical hurt is dulled, but the mental scarring and emotional wreckage... That can never be repaired.
So I look up at them with those sad, sightless eyes. I am begging them, begging for mercy. The needle pokes into my skin, and the pain dulls. I cannot feel it. I glance back up to them one last time, more grateful than I've ever been. Then I fall into a deep slumber, one I will not awake from.
Oh, sweet release.

In the arms of the angel,
Fly away from here,
From this dark, cold hotel room,
And the endlessness that you fear.
You are pulled from the wreckage,
Of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the angel,
May you find some comfort here.

You're in the arms of the angel,
May you find some comfort here.

[Tatterdemalion]

And if I tell you I'm sorry
Would I build you back to where you started
And I became the bad guy when I broke your heart
And you just let me

[ringo,]

Zarek (Male) &

Opal (Female)

Ahh....young love.

Story?

[lilshocker8]

Rapid ~ Elfie

Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies.

This was awesome!!! So cute <3

[Ebonpyre]

♀ - ♂

This stray Italian greyhound, these inconvenient fireworks
This ice-cream, covered screaming hyperactive thought
God, I just want to lay down, these colors make my eyes hurt
This feeling calls for everything that I am not

I'm not that kind, I'm so good at shooting down any notion
This tired world could change
It's all been bought, well at least that was my line
No use in spending all that emotion when there's someone else to blame



♂ - ♀

You've got a lot to say
For the one that walked away.
I give you take,
Its the way it's always been
Oh how do I know if I should stay or just go?
The bottom line is this way that I'll never know
Stay with me
Stay with me



♀ - ♀

I saw you first
It was in a dream, it was in a dream
I knew it were, so it seemed, so it seemed
If the night was storming
The shape is the woman
You'll see what you'll be
In the grave there's some colors, without paint.
Inside lovers is what we'll be


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Just found some dogs that reminded me of my characters from this years' NaNoWriMo, and some lyrics I associate with them.

[Neku]

Beelzebub [♂] && Constellation [♀]
The angel and the demon

Looks can be deceiving

[~ dawn ~]

Daddy--------------------------------------------Dax--------------------------------------------Mom

It’s the news that no one hopes for,
Every parent's greatest fear
Finding out the child you love so much
Might not make it through the year
Now the thought of spending Christmas
Without him just feels wrong
They’ve been praying for a miracle,
Now they're praying he can just hold on

For one last Christmas, one last time,
One last season when the world is right,
One more telling of the story,
One more verse of Silent Night,
They’d give anything so he could have
One last Christmas.

Middle of September
Still seventy degrees
Daddy climbs up in the attic
Brings down candles
Hangs the lights on all the trees,
Then the neighbors started asking
And pretty soon word got around
First it was the neighborhood,
Before too long they lit up that whole town.

For one last Christmas, one last time,
One last season when the world is right,
One more telling of the story,
One more verse of Silent Night,
They’d give anything so he could have
One last Christmas.

Twenty-seventh of October,
His time was wearing thin
Friends and family, even strangers
That they didn’t know brought presents in
He was weak but he was smiling
Like there was nothing even wrong
They said he wouldn’t make it,
Looks like he got to see it after all

For one last Christmas, one last time,
One last season when all the world is right,
One more telling of the story,
One more verse of Silent Night,
They gave everything so he could have
One last Christmas.
One last Christmas.

In Memory of Dax Locke who was able to see one last Christmas
6-26-2007 to 12-30-2009
One Last Christmas by Matthew West
Dax Locke's story

[OctoberNights]

Ron: Come on Harry! If you can fight dragons, I'm sure you can get a date to the dance!
Harry: I think I'd rather take the dragon...
At least I think that's how it goes...
^~^