Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[♥Black-cat-spirit♥]

Gloom(M)&Comet(F)

It's so easy,
To think about love,
To talk about love,
To wish for love,
But it's not always easy,
To recognize love,
Even when we hold it
In our hands.
Author unknown.

Anybody want me to write a story for them? :3

XD though nobody asked me to,I'm gonna do it anyway.


It was a dark,shady night when Comet came to the forest. Shadows seemed to dance on the bushes and trees around her. She shivered as a cold breeze swirled around her. She glanced around nervously. "Anybody there? Hello?"She asked. As soon as she did so, a shadowy figure came into view. She saw a few arrows sticking out of it,and half of it's face was so light that it was easily visable. "Who are you?"She shadowy figure asked roughly. She answered quietly."I'm Comet. Queen of the skies.And you are?" The shadowy figure huffed, "I'm Gloom. King of the shadows." She raised her eyebrows and took a step closer. "Why don't you step out here more,into the moonlight?"

Shall I continue? :3 ....

[ika;]

. he scares me when he's angry.

His expression is blank, and his breathing is laboured, as if fighting to keep control. He can't even look at me. "Thren?" I venture carefully, examining him for any recognition of my voice. "Thren- look, I know I shouldn't have-"

"No, you shouldn't."

He interrupts me abruptly. This time, he meets my eyes, and I am stunned by the sheer anguish in his eyes. "What if you were caught, Callie? What then? I couldn't-" He breaks off, choked. "I couldn't live without you." Thren's anger has dissapated into distress, and he leans to grasp my hand.

Guilt worms through me. I could tell him it would be okay, but I'd be lying. Thren and I are part of maybe fifty humans left on Earth. Our planet was overthrown by them, and they will find us. It's all we can do to find food on the barren deserts of what was once a beautiful haven.

Thren sighs shakily, gazing around at our tiny hideout. We thought we'd struck gold- a rickety shack long abandoned in the shadow of the mountains, filled with mechanical tools and rope. Clearly, we were not the first to be here, but it was the best we had and we were determined to make the most of it.

"I'm sorry. I won't go out on my own again." I whisper, my lips dry and cracked.

Thren sadly shakes his head. "It's okay, Callie. I love you. But-"

And I will never know what he wanted to say, because right then, the door explodes open and my world is thrown into utter chaos.

P A R T T W O

It is summer, the sun hot against my back. I gaze out at the golden grassland, watching as Thren saunters over to me. The sunlight catches in his dark stubble, and I notice the hole in his shirt- he seems angelic, all these little details binding him to who he is, and who I am when he's near me. He looks up, and notices me staring. Grinning widely, he jogs the few paces between us and lifts up a tiny green packet of something. It rustles as I take it from him. "It's chocolate." He smiles. "There was some left in the fridge of one of the houses down Moor Street." Thren slings himself down beside me. I'm so glad he's home and safe, that euphoria takes me and I am kissing him. He opens his eyes, and smiles as if this is what he had been wanting all along.

I am numb- the world around me muted. I can't hear, feel, move, think. Deadened senses- vulnerable. I reach a blind hand to paw at my ear, it comes away bloody, a shocking scarlet against the white of my arm.
My head spins with a nauseating pang as I come to, finding myself sprawled like a doll on the gritty floor of our shack.
"CALLIE!" The scream barely registers in my bruised eardrums, but I hear it nonetheless. And without a doubt, it is Thren. I roll onto my stomach, slowed and sluggish. My chest feels as if it were compressed, and I gasp for breath.

"Well, my dear. What have we here? Some rebellious humans."
Another voice. It makes my blood run cold.
I recognize the slow, hissing accent- them.

In that moment, time freezes. I gaze around at the shack, the blown windows. I see Thren, broken and bleeding next to me. I accept that I am to die.

These creatures will wipe me off the face of the planet like the billions of humans before me. The thought stirs no feeling in my heart as it beats for the last times.

I grip Thren's hand. He twines his fingers through mine.


[[not sure what to think of this part x3 More?

[Keriae]

More of a friendship pairing than anything else.

[pancreas]

Twin give me more more more more more more! <3
Seriously, you're an amazing writer, and I love everything you write. :D
Ohh, I want to know what's going to happen next! :>>

[Briony]

♀ Charms ♀ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ♂ Axel ♂

I think these two would make such a sweet couple ^-^
I probably will write a story about them... they're just too cute not to!

[Sykhe]

I was ninja'd by Scabior's_Fangirl, but these two are PERFECT to me.

Micah ♀ + Kinesh ♂

Archangel Star had chosen her for a horrible task, disguised as a wonderful gift. She was to be the one to lead the war on the Fallen, to eradicate them from the world. Star was breeding her to be the perfect leader.
He was to be her protector. Star was training him to be the ultimate warrior, the ultimate shield. She was attempting to beat the very compassion, the very love out of him. He was to be Micah's sacrifice, servant, and protection. He was completely and utterly disposable, according to Star.
When Micah began to develop feelings for him, Star reacted horridly. She beat him bloody, wounding so horribly that it took months to heal properly.
Micah tucked her love away, hoping never to put him through that pain again, all the while watching somberly as the man she loved began to turn into a monster...

[. Delirium .]

I was ninja'd by Scabior's_Fangirl, but these two are PERFECT to me.

Micah ♀ + Kinesh ♂

Archangel Star had chosen her for a horrible task, disguised as a wonderful gift. She was to be the one to lead the war on the Fallen, to eradicate them from the world. Star was breeding her to be the perfect leader.
He was to be her protector. Star was training him to be the ultimate warrior, the ultimate shield. She was attempting to beat the very compassion, the very love out of him. He was to be Micah's sacrifice, servant, and protection. He was completely and utterly disposable, according to Star.
When Micah began to develop feelings for him, Star reacted horridly. She beat him bloody, wounding so horribly that it took months to heal properly.
She tucked her love away, hoping never to put him through that pain again, all the while watching somberly as the man he loved began to turn into a monster...

Amazing

[hakemie]

~~~
i think you're beautiful.
~~~

He was probably the most handsome guy there was. Or at least that's what they told her.

~~~

"Hurry up or you'll be late!" her mother shouted.
After attempting to brush her hair once again, she threw the blasted object against the wall, creating a disturbing noise. It sounded like shattering glass, but she wouldn't know. All she saw was darkness. At least since he came along.
*
He shoved a random shirt on his head as usual, as if it didn't matter. Maybe if he cared, girls would actually want to go out with him. But why? He was the most popular guy in class. At least until she came along.

[aleatory]

They said he was a handsome one. He was the one other girls adored and swooned over, because he was good looking. It was a generally accpeted statement that he was handsome. Oh, he was kind, too. Not stuck-up, or rude, but kind, funny, and generous.


I never saw it. He wasn't handsome or attractive to me. He was just a person, average looks. I, much to everyone's confusion, was watching the ugly one. Because he was far better looking...


I found him... attractive. No one understood it. He wasn't generally known for being attractive.

Maybe there's something wrong with me.
But I like the ugly one better.

AWEFGEFWDEVEREEBRSJ. That did NOT come out good at all.
Based off of myself, sort of. I'm always unimpressed by the famous people or real life people who everyone else thinks is good-looking((like Johnny Depp. I don't get it.)). And then I'll say someone is good-looking, and people look at me weird, because whoever I'm talking about is typically considered awkward and kind of ugly.

[Kisiel]

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♂ .....................................♀

You say this is suicide.
I say this is a war.

....She looked deep into his golden eyes as if she was trying to grab his soul and shake it so that he would finally obey, and give her a chance to accomplish her goal, to fulfill her dark desires.
...."You have two days to bring me the tablets," she ordered, her voice low, luring the young male into the trap. The plan was perfect, flawless. The only part that waited to be completed was getting him to deliver the drugs that would put the pain to an end.
...."I can't, I c-can't..." he protested quietly, salty tears rolling down his cheeks as he shook his head. His unkempt ebony hair stuck to the back of his neck and his fingers were curled into tight fists, his whole body trembling slightly; he was so stressed, so scared that he was barely managing to control himself anymore. One part of him wanted to do what she told him to, to be loyal to the one he loved. But the other screamed in his ear, saying that giving her the tablets would be no different to killing her with his own hands. "Please don't--"
....She cut him off almost immediately. "I've already decided. This is how I want to die, and you're not gonna make me change my mind." She turned on her heel before whispering; "You know where I'll be. Two days. Until then, goodbye."

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I don't know if I've posted this before... If I have, I'm sorry; if I haven't, err, I dunno. But, yeah, anyway. Part two will be up soon! c: