Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Zeee]

jemmina ♀ xx ace ♂

i've never been one to believe in love in first sight,
nor love at all
but i heard you screaming my name,
your shout, your scream, your call
though it was late,
you still came
in the pouring rain
you still came

t o

♥ my ♥

r e s c u e

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

Both of you: Yes. I love stories.

[TigressJaguiar]

See the rest of the story here.

♥ Bram [m] xXx ??? [f] ♥

The Healer [m]

As Bram finished telling the story, I sat staring into the fire for a while more. I don't remember when I started staring except that it happened when he was telling the story, I think, probably somewhere in the middle. The story seemed improbable, I mean, a dragon and a human? It was not something you see every day. "You don't believe me, do you." Bram said. "I'm not exactly sure." I said back, shaking my head. "but at least you can rest for the night." I made a sweeping motion with my arm to reviel a set of cots. Bram nodded and shuffled over to a cot. sitting down. I noticed the fire had dyed down during his reteling of he story. So when I went outside to get some wood for the fire I thought about what Bram had said. He was a lot younger then he seemed, but his weary attitude made him sound much older. Could his story possibly be ture? I put my arm in front of my eyes to shield them from the cold as I began to pick up a log and walk back inside. Then I fell to the ground as I heard a terrible roar. Then a crashing from my house and the sound of a door being flung open in a hurry. "I'm coming, my love!" Bram shouted and fought his way against the storm. "No Bram! Come back!" I shouted back at the young man. "No!" He shouted "She needs me!" "You're delirious! You need to rest!" I shouted back at him, finally making a move to get out of the snow. But Bram didn't respond and continued trudging forward against the wind. But the wind got harder and I saw a bright light, then turned back and stumbled back into my home.
And I swear, I heard the most joyous laughter.

[lorreli.]

the automaton ---------------- the beautiful youth

Oh this was lovely, and so sad! What a wonderful idea, very well done♥

This one was heartwrenching </3

Thank you <3

[Zeee]

[please read if you have the time, i'd really appreciate it.]

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Dear Owner,
Why'd you do it?
Did I Not love you enough? I tried my best, but it looks like my best wasn't enough. But I don't understand.
I cuddled, rubbed up against you when you cried, helped you through tough times, and now all you do is hurt me. I've been locked in this cage for days, and you haven't come home yet; im starting to worry. Please come home. It smells real bad here and I just want out, im really hungry and very thirsty. I haven't eaten or drank in months. Please just let me out of here. I'll try my best to love you more. Sometimes I'd pee on the carpet, or chew up the couch, but you'd always forgive me then. But now, it seemed it was too much. You started kicking me and hitting me and you just let me starve and grow dehydrated, and it hurt. Real bad. But I forgave you for what you'd done, as I know you still loved me. Or really did you? Im not sure. The cage is cramped, like it was for a small kitten, and my back hurts and it hurts real bad to be in there. I don't even have a blanket to sit on. It even hurts to sit, it's real hard, like wood but it's metal of some sorts. I'd secretly pray for you to come and let me out. I'd secretly promise that if you did, I'd never ever do anything bad again. I'd leave you when you wanted to be alone, and I'd comfort you when you wanted some company. I'd wipe your tears with my cheek as I rubbed my face against yours. I'd never do anything bad. Never. When you left, you left the doors locked... like you wanted me to stay here. But that couldn't be the case. A few months later of hurting real bad, scrapes and bruises and scars and marks from my back being pressed against the cage- These people came. Quite a few of them. 3 women and 2 men! They were all real nice looking, but they took me out of my cage. I was trying to refuse, but from waiting there for you for so long, I just didn't have the strength. I was relieved, but still upset and hurt to see that none of them were you. They rushed me into a larger cage, gasping at the sight of my pain, and I was carried into the truck. Someone did something to me with a pointy thing, called a needle. I was confused and didn't know where I was when I awoke in a white room with people surrounding me. I had people trying to stick me with more needles, rushing around like this was a complete emergency, and after one finally got me with a needle I felt sleepy. I eventually fell into a deep sleep and when I awoke a second time I was in a cage, high up and confused, people still bustling around. I found water and food but I was too depressed to eat.

I was still hurting real bad for the next few months, but a few of my scrapes had healed.
I was still worried for you. I was always worried for you. Always, never had I stopped thinking about you. And how the cage and the dark room I was locked in smelt real bad. And how I was overly dehydrated and starving.

My dream at that moment was for you to come back. It still is, but added on;

I forgave you. But why can't you forgive me?

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Lots of dogs and other animals (this story is about dogs though) are abused every day. Not only physically, but mentally. They wonder what they did wrong, when they really did nothing. They may- actually probably don't- seem happy on the outside, but on the inside, their hurt. Bad.
Please, stop animal abuse. If they did nothing wrong, but only loved you to their fullest, why would you hurt them? It doesn't make any sense. If you have a heart, don't do it. Being mad or upset with your animal for peeing somewhere they shouldn't have or just doing something they weren't supposed to doesn't mean you hurt them. You could scold them, but I truthfully wouldn't. I'd carefully talk to them, and over time they'd learn. Hurting them doesn't help them learn anything.

Thousands of dogs are dying everyday.
Of abuse, bruises, scrapes, scars, and a broken heart.

[thricewire]

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mysterious x daniel

if this is all a dream
why do I see your smile looking up at me?
why do I feel your warm embrace
when there is nothing there
why do I feel that you weren't gone
yet you were never here?
i feel so lonely
and yet i have never been loved
so why does this void feel bigger than before
because they keep on taunting me and clawing out for more
please, baby, tell me you're still there
because it all went into...
i don't know anymore
but why was this void filled
when there was nothing there to fill it?
please, baby, tell me you're really there.

I have had to run, I have had to hide.
But you didn't see me for the curse I was.
You saw me for what was inside it.
You saw me for those deep blue eyes
You saw me for that strange blue mark
You saw me for something else, something that I thought everyone saw as a beast.
Those strange blue eyes, that strange white hair
They all chased me everywhere.
But you came back. Why, Daniel, why?
Why, Daniel, why?
You had to reason to come back for a silver fox.
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Wouldn't actually mind writing a story or whatever.

[Ara.]

x

Wait for me, and I'll return
Only wait very hard
Wait when you are filled with sorrow...
Wait in the sweltering heat
Wait when the others have stopped waiting,
Forgetting their yesterdays.
Wait. For I'll return,defying every death.
And let those who do not wait say that I was lucky.
They will never understand that in the midst of death,
You with you waiting saved me.
Only you and I know how I survived.
It's because you waited, as no one else did.

- Wait for Me, Konstantin Simonov

What do you all think of me writing a full story for these two? Based off the poem, of course. c:

[G.L'S]

Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
~Robert Frost

[micah]

I'll finish my other story [hopefully D:], but this just popped into my mind, so...
Lyrics from Arcade Fire's In the Backseat. Good song...


alice [♀] x norah [♀]

{ I like the peace in the backseat
I don't have to drive,
I don't have to speak
I can watch the country side,
and I can fall asleep }

The grass used to wave at them.

The trees would grin, the water would laugh; nature adored the sisters, the way they smiled in a wry fashion. The girls would always smile, even if it was to be feigned, and what courage that took. Always a warm facade, even in the face of danger. Nature knew their lives weren't exactly perfect, or anywhere near so. Norah had raised her sister well in her parent's absence and in her foster parent's precedence. She did not blame someone, she did not blame any God to be believed in. She accepted it, she accepted her fate, and she taught her sister to accept hers as well.

But today, nature wasn't saying a peep, wasn't showing anything but normality. This was unusual, and Norah ought to have noticed so; she was so tired, though, as was her sister. The foster parents offered to take them to Wyoming, as a family trip. Oh, but Alice and Norah had no desire to go! But they mustn't be rude, no, not to the people who saved them... They both quite enjoyed their new parents. They seemed nice enough, understanding enough to listen to anything the girls would have to say. Not that they spoke all that often.

Norah and Alice packed a few belongings, shirts, pants, boots, clothes; no things out of the ordinary, really. Nothing to remind them of what their life was before...

Their "mother" was the one who spoke the most out of the four. "Norah, dear, the highway's near empty. Would you like to practice drivin'? I promise nothin' will happen."

"I really don't feel like driving."

"Oh, alrighty. Well if you done change your mind just holler up here! You really ought to practice if you want your license. We all could sit in the back, even, so it'd be just you. And we wouldn't even let out a peep, you wouldn't be distracted one bit, dear..."

Her "father" spoke up now, at the driver's seat. "Hon she doesn't want too, let her be. You're distractin' me now."

Norah had no care for a driver's license, she adored the backseat more than anything. Not worrying, that was her favorite thing, the best thing. Later she would come to deeply regret not practicing, deeply, deeply so.

{ My family tree's losing all its leaves
crashing towards the driver's seat
the lightning bolt made enough heat
to melt the street beneath your feet }
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if you would so desire, you may read the rest of the story [ here ] ....

[Zayev]

♥♥My favorite Pair♥♥


Phase(♀) & Error(♂)
{Emo Angel} & {Danger Boy}

I'm not so good with story so I'll try my best.

"I've seen you been cutting your self?"
"Yeah, why.."
"I have a knife for you.."
"Error.. I thought you where a Nice.. Boy?"
"So they say.."
"Who's they?"
"Never mind.."