Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[honey badga]

I nearly cried at Briony's story :c

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Jake, Lavender, and Angel.


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The song is called 'With Arms Wide Open', by Creed. This story is written from the father's point of view.
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Well I just heard the news today
It seems my life is going to change
I close my eyes, begin to pray
Then tears of joy stream down my face
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It was true. She was here, with us. Alive. Breathing. Not dead.

My eyes closed in pure joy, and I fell to my knees and felt tears stream down my cheeks. My arms rose up towards the sky, and I murmured over and over, "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." A silent song played in the background, heavenly chimes in the chorus. My eyes opened as I stood and I walked over to the hospital room. Her mother, Lavender, lay on the bed, gazing down with a smile at a little bundle in her arms. I strolled over to them and I gently placed my lips onto her forehead, tears still sliding down my cheeks. Lavender was choked up, with tears forming in her eyes. I turned and gently picked up a stuffed bunny that I had been saving for this moment. It had a soft, pink, fluffy texture to it, same as my emotions at that moment.
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With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
With arms wide open
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I smiled gently at the bundle, and Lavender looked up at me. Her eyes were filled with love, pride, and joy, as were mine. After a moment of gazing at each other lovingly, Lavender pulled the corner of the blanket up from over my daughter's face. I gasped. She was beautiful; I'm not just saying that as a father. Her eyes were closed in peaceful rest, and her mouth was pulled up in a small smile. Her rosy cheeks were pulled up just a bit, with gorgeous dimples coating them. For a moment, her eyes fluttered opened and she gazed up at us with ocean blue eyes. I stuck my hand out and gently brushed my finger along her cheek. She looked into my eyes and a small smile gently lit her face. Then she closed her eyes again and fell into a sleep. Lavender looked up at me, her purple eyes full of more love. I leaned down and gently kissed her. Then we locked eyes and I picked up her hand in mine. I locked our fingers together and I closed my eyes again. I felt my mouth grow into a wide beam instead of a gentle smile. Lavender sighed a happy side, and leaned her head against my shoulder as I knelt next to the bed.
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Well I don't know if I'm ready
To be the man I have to be
I'll take a breath, I'll take her by my side
We stand in awe, we've created life
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I opened my eyes, and again kissed the top of Lavender's head. Her hair smelled like; well, lavender. It had a melony smell to it, as well. I once again gazed down at our daughter. She was an angel. It was obvious that Lavender thought so too, with the way that she gazed down at her, with pride and joy in her eyes. Lavender looked up at me. "What shall we name her?" She asked. It was the first thing either of us had said for at least twenty minutes.

I smiled again and whispered, "Angel." It was an obvious, yet perfect choice. Lavender smiled and nodded. I murmured, "For her." I gently handed the bunny over to Lavender, and she took it almost gratefully. She tucked it next to Angel gently, and then leaned down and kissed Angel's forehead. I smiled, and gazed out the window. At that particular moment, it had just happened to be sunny, and a beam of sunlight came in the window and landed on Angel. I smiled even wider, and with love, gazed down at my daughter. She was looking around again, and her eye caught mine. Her mouth curled up into a small smile and she blinked. Then she fell asleep again. It was an enlightening moment, watching my little Angel look like a true, real-life angel.
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With arms wide open
Under the sunlight
Welcome to this place
I'll show you everything
With arms wide open
Now everything has changed
I'll show you love
I'll show you everything
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Then I remembered, with sudden sorrow, that Angel was not going to be living in Heaven. She was going to grow up in a life that was almost pure Hell. She was going to grow up with murderous teenagers, drinking, serial killers, child predators, and drugs & such. She would never be completely safe, but I was determined to do the best I could to keep her safe, to keep her alive. I was a proud father, and I would never, ever let my daughter get hurt intentionally. I loved her too much. Her and Lavender were my everythings, and I would... could not let them get hurt. I would never get over it. It would kill me from the inside out, and eventually I would end up dead. We needed to stick together, to live together, to strive together.

We were a family.

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Another crappy story, lol.

[voidsounds]

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Jake, Lavender, and Angel.

Another crappy story, lol.

No, no, no, no. I was touched! I loved everything!


Fire [f] && Brigan [m]

I just read Fire, by Kristin Cashore. I couldn't resist.

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Jake, Lavender, and Angel.

Another crappy story, lol.

No, no, no, no. I was touched! I loved everything!

Thank you so much! I had a hard time writing it because I was really distracted, because my mind kept wanting me to make it sad somehow :c

[Crookedleaves Blown]

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ZoraxAlex

Sadly, Alex was gone, and you'd think Zora'd be happy, for how much he hated him. But Alex's love continued to haunt him....even after death.

"Zora--"
"No! Shut up, I don't want to hear it!" The small, fragile body of the black wolf was stalking away from the larger, much more tougher, white one. There were tears threatening to creep from the black wolf's eyes as he spat out his insults. "I hate you, do you know that, you smelly, pathetic pup-wolf! Why can't you just leave me alone? I hate you, Alex!"
The white wolf stared at him blankly, taking a few steps forward. "Zora, I love you."
"Shut up."
"Why are you so dead set against me?"
"J-just leave me alone..." Zora's body quivered as Alex nuzzled his neck comfortingly.
"I love you too much to leave. Even if you hate me...I'll still stay by your side." Zora blinked and jerked back suddenly.
"You just don't know when to give up." And with that, his beloved turned tail and fled. Alex took a few steps after.
"Zora, wait!" But it was too late; the teen wolf was racing away, into the thick trees. He broke into a run, trying to keep up. Why did he have to love a stubborn one? There were plenty of wolves he could have loved, but why this one? So many bad reasons to love Zora: he was stubborn, a hothead, short-tempered, weak, scrawny, a runt, proud, a moron...yet he still liked him, despite all of that. Maybe too much. He drove Zora away with his love, and outshone him with his own traits. Maybe that's why...
There was a startled yelp. Alex stopped in his tracks, his ears straining forward to listen. Nothing at first--
There was a roar. It was so loud, it took the wolf by surprise. Leaves shook on the trees even after it died away. But what had set Alex's blood running cold was the yelp. Something told Alex that Zora was in danger. A low growl rumbled through his throat. No one harmed Zora! Plunging through the thicket and ferns, he dragged himself into a clearing, only to see his Zora cowering beneath a black bear. Black and black bared teethed at each other, daring the opponent to make a move, to land a blow that would lock them into battle. And neither one would back out; Zora was too stubborn, and the bear was defending its land. Soon someone was going to snap, and Zora would die by default. So at the last minute, when he saw Zora snap at the bear's arm, Alex sprang forward.
The bear swatted the smaller wolf away just when the other sank his canines into his shoulder. It grunted in pain and bucked wildly, flinging Alex off. The wolf stood up, and the bear slashed downward. There was crack, a stab of pain, then nothing when Alex slid back down. Zora said something in the background, but he couldn't hear it. It was drowned out by another roar. A shadow engulfed him. I'm doomed.
A flash of black suddenly smacked into the bear, a snarl of fury. There was a sound of ripping fur, a bellow, yelping, and then a grunt. Something knocked into Alex's spine and he squealed. Something heavy fell on him, something smoldered him. More snarling, fur ripping. The something pummeled Alex's body before finally, he saw it. The bear was fleeing now, a gash in its face. There was a startling absence of an eye. Zora sprung over Alex's body, and bared his teeth at the creature, his muzzle flecked with red substance. The bear growled lowly, before turning tail and fleeing. Zora kept his snarl going, but staggered away from Alex. He was out of breath.
Alex tried to stand up, but his back legs were limp and lifeless. He fell with a sigh. The first thing his beloved could say were insults.
"Y-you fool! Why? Why'd you do that? I could have saved my own hide!" As Zora berated the dying creature, Alex smiled softly.
"Do you...really...believe that, love? If I hadn't distracted it, you'd been the one lying here."
"I--" The wolf broke off as the massive snowy white head dropped on the ground, a shudder taking hold of him. Zora prodded Alex's muzzle with his own. "H-hey! Get up, you're not dying on me!"
"I'm afraid I am." Alex coughed roughly; blood splattered on the ground. "That bear took a lot out of me..."
"No...no he didn't--"
"Zora, look at me: I'm spitting up blood, I have a gash in my side, and I can't feel my legs. I'm dying!" Another cough. "I don't regret it though...It does me good to know you're still alive."
Zora bared his teeth at the fading wolf. "Don't die on me!"
"Don't tell me not to die...we're all born to die."
"But...but..."
Silence.
"...Zora?" Alex couldn't see now. His eyes were glazed over, unseeing, blank. Blind. Said wolf's name leaned in closely, so his warm breath stirred the white fur.
"What?"
"Do you still hate me...?"
"...I--yes."
A cough. "You hesitated. Haha--" Cough. "...Do me a favor. That's an order."
There was resentment in Zora's voice. "What?"
"Don't you forget me."
"Excuse me?" The smaller wolf's eyes narrowed. Alex seemed to have regain a bit of sight, he was staring straight at him. His voice was grim, lost all traces of grace.
"Don't forget me."
"I--what?"
There was a long sigh. Alex died, right at Zora's paws. And that was it. Many would fantasize about grand last words, an amazing speech, a long-awaited answer, maybe a confession. Alex chose none. He just simply died. But it was enough to set Zora into a cold silence.
At first, he thought Alex was gathering words to say, and had waited patiently. Then, doubt grew. He tilted his head.
"Alex?"
No response.
A more panicky, "Alex?"
That's when it sunk in: he was dead. The wolf leaped to his paws and began prodding the body frantically. "Hey, I said don't die!" Alex didn't stir. Zora jumped on him. No grunts of surprise. Nothing. The body was still warm, but there was a certain stiffness...
"No, no, no, no..." Zora moaned softly, then more loudly, "No!" It was a shriek, "No!"
Dead, dead, dead, dead.
All alone, in the forest, at night.
But there was an absence in his heart.
The one he hated was dead.
And he was in utter despair.
A lone howl began to crawl out of his mouth, a sad cry for his former friend's return.

There.

[<>Diamond<>]

Calvin, Who i loved dearly. And me, Lily.

We were in different packs... He was Clover pack, And i was in Blossom Pack. Our packs were not in a feud, but we did not enjoy each other's company. We were fighting over everything. Clover and Blossom pack despised each other. They were to different. Clover pack loved everything we hated. One day i went hunting. I ran into the most handsomest and kindest face i have ever seen. It was Calvin. We looked at each other for the longest time until he said something. "I'm Calvin." He said calmly. "Lily.." I said as i repaid the favor. He smiled at me. I smiled him. We heard rustling. We gasped and hid in the same bush. It was my alpha, he was looking for me. "I have to go." I told him. I felt him lick my nose before i got out. I walked home with my alpha. The net day, i would see him. We saw each other everyday. He gave me a bracelet, he had a somewhat matching one. Our packs knew something was going on, The found us off guard and the perfect moment, became ruined in just seconds. Calvin was taken away and his pack moved away, i was banished from either pack and i had to live as a loner. I lived far away. I wasn't alone. I found out i was pregnant not long after Calvin and i were forbidden to see each other. I gave birth to 4 beautiful pups. 2 girls and 2 boys. When my pups are playing i look at the sky. I remember my days with Calvin and I. But i know we'll find each other again.

[vein]

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ZoraxAlex

Sadly, Alex was gone, and you'd think Zora'd be happy, for how much he hated him. But Alex's love continued to haunt him....even after death.

"Zora--"
"No! Shut up, I don't want to hear it!" The small, fragile body of the black wolf was stalking away from the larger, much more tougher, white one. There were tears threatening to creep from the black wolf's eyes as he spat out his insults. "I hate you, do you know that, you smelly, pathetic pup-wolf! Why can't you just leave me alone? I hate you, Alex!"
The white wolf stared at him blankly, taking a few steps forward. "Zora, I love you."
"Shut up."
"Why are you so dead set against me?"
"J-just leave me alone..." Zora's body quivered as Alex nuzzled his neck comfortingly.
"I love you too much to leave. Even if you hate me...I'll still stay by your side." Zora blinked and jerked back suddenly.
"You just don't know when to give up." And with that, his beloved turned tail and fled. Alex took a few steps after.
"Zora, wait!" But it was too late; the teen wolf was racing away, into the thick trees. He broke into a run, trying to keep up. Why did he have to love a stubborn one? There were plenty of wolves he could have loved, but why this one? So many bad reasons to love Zora: he was stubborn, a hothead, short-tempered, weak, scrawny, a runt, proud, a moron...yet he still liked him, despite all of that. Maybe too much. He drove Zora away with his love, and outshone him with his own traits. Maybe that's why...
There was a startled yelp. Alex stopped in his tracks, his ears straining forward to listen. Nothing at first--
There was a roar. It was so loud, it took the wolf by surprise. Leaves shook on the trees even after it died away. But what had set Alex's blood running cold was the yelp. Something told Alex that Zora was in danger. A low growl rumbled through his throat. No one harmed Zora! Plunging through the thicket and ferns, he dragged himself into a clearing, only to see his Zora cowering beneath a black bear. Black and black bared teethed at each other, daring the opponent to make a move, to land a blow that would lock them into battle. And neither one would back out; Zora was too stubborn, and the bear was defending its land. Soon someone was going to snap, and Zora would die by default. So at the last minute, when he saw Zora snap at the bear's arm, Alex sprang forward.
The bear swatted the smaller wolf away just when the other sank his canines into his shoulder. It grunted in pain and bucked wildly, flinging Alex off. The wolf stood up, and the bear slashed downward. There was crack, a stab of pain, then nothing when Alex slid back down. Zora said something in the background, but he couldn't hear it. It was drowned out by another roar. A shadow engulfed him. I'm doomed.
A flash of black suddenly smacked into the bear, a snarl of fury. There was a sound of ripping fur, a bellow, yelping, and then a grunt. Something knocked into Alex's spine and he squealed. Something heavy fell on him, something smoldered him. More snarling, fur ripping. The something pummeled Alex's body before finally, he saw it. The bear was fleeing now, a gash in its face. There was a startling absence of an eye. Zora sprung over Alex's body, and bared his teeth at the creature, his muzzle flecked with red substance. The bear growled lowly, before turning tail and fleeing. Zora kept his snarl going, but staggered away from Alex. He was out of breath.
Alex tried to stand up, but his back legs were limp and lifeless. He fell with a sigh. The first thing his beloved could say were insults.
"Y-you fool! Why? Why'd you do that? I could have saved my own hide!" As Zora berated the dying creature, Alex smiled softly.
"Do you...really...believe that, love? If I hadn't distracted it, you'd been the one lying here."
"I--" The wolf broke off as the massive snowy white head dropped on the ground, a shudder taking hold of him. Zora prodded Alex's muzzle with his own. "H-hey! Get up, you're not dying on me!"
"I'm afraid I am." Alex coughed roughly; blood splattered on the ground. "That bear took a lot out of me..."
"No...no he didn't--"
"Zora, look at me: I'm spitting up blood, I have a gash in my side, and I can't feel my legs. I'm dying!" Another cough. "I don't regret it though...It does me good to know you're still alive."
Zora bared his teeth at the fading wolf. "Don't die on me!"
"Don't tell me not to die...we're all born to die."
"But...but..."
Silence.
"...Zora?" Alex couldn't see now. His eyes were glazed over, unseeing, blank. Blind. Said wolf's name leaned in closely, so his warm breath stirred the white fur.
"What?"
"Do you still hate me...?"
"...I--yes."
A cough. "You hesitated. Haha--" Cough. "...Do me a favor. That's an order."
There was resentment in Zora's voice. "What?"
"Don't you forget me."
"Excuse me?" The smaller wolf's eyes narrowed. Alex seemed to have regain a bit of sight, he was staring straight at him. His voice was grim, lost all traces of grace.
"Don't forget me."
"I--what?"
There was a long sigh. Alex died, right at Zora's paws. And that was it. Many would fantasize about grand last words, an amazing speech, a long-awaited answer, maybe a confession. Alex chose none. He just simply died. But it was enough to set Zora into a cold silence.
At first, he thought Alex was gathering words to say, and had waited patiently. Then, doubt grew. He tilted his head.
"Alex?"
No response.
A more panicky, "Alex?"
That's when it sunk in: he was dead. The wolf leaped to his paws and began prodding the body frantically. "Hey, I said don't die!" Alex didn't stir. Zora jumped on him. No grunts of surprise. Nothing. The body was still warm, but there was a certain stiffness...
"No, no, no, no..." Zora moaned softly, then more loudly, "No!" It was a shriek, "No!"
Dead, dead, dead, dead.
All alone, in the forest, at night.
But there was an absence in his heart.
The one he hated was dead.
And he was in utter despair.
A lone howl began to crawl out of his mouth, a sad cry for his former friend's return.

There.

This is so sad ;A; It's very good though :3 great job!

[Crookedleaves Blown]

This is so sad ;A; It's very good though :3 great job!

Thanks!

[rose tyler, i]

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When I first met him with his goofy grin, I thought, Give him a Chance.
After all, he can't hurt me. I'm invincible. I've been through pain before.
Turns out, I thought wrong.
Story?

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When I first met him with his goofy grin, I thought, Give him a Chance.
After all, he can't hurt me. I'm invincible. I've been through pain before.
Turns out, I thought wrong.
Story?

Ooh, a story would be nice :3 This sounds interesting and I'd love to hear more on what happened!