Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[sunka]

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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?

Yp

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

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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?

Y. E. S.

[nyx.]

Nevermore {m} . - - - - - - . Sapphire {f}

I remember that day in the woods, where I was hunting- outside the district's borders. I would have been in serious trouble, had it not been for our king's best warrior....
I was hiding behind a tree when I saw him coming. He had two other warriors with him, a girl and a boy. All three had sleek swords that could kill someone with a single blow. After he sent the two away- for whatever reason- I knew I had been caught.

"Come on out. I know you're there."
Sighing, I put my arrow back into my quiver, then turned to face the warrior before dropping my bow. "Alright. Hang me if you will." I spoke, my voice quiet and soft.

But he shook his head, gesturing for me to go. He wasn't going to take me in. He was sacrificing himself. For me. I mouthed the words 'Thank you', before grabbing my bow and dashing back towards our district.
Now ever since I've still gone back to hunt- and every day he's been there too. Waiting- just to see me again. All I know is, I'll wait for him, too.

{Ack- this could be much better. I'll work on it more later. }

[kartharon]

Nevermore {m} . - - - - - - . Sapphire {f}

I remember that day in the woods, where I was hunting- outside the district's borders. I would have been in serious trouble, had it not been for our king's best warrior....
I was hiding behind a tree when I saw him coming. He had two other warriors with him, a girl and a boy. All three had sleek swords that could kill someone with a single blow. After he sent the two away- for whatever reason- I knew I had been caught.

"Come on out. I know you're there."
Sighing, I put my arrow back into my quiver, then turned to face the warrior before dropping my bow. "Alright. Hang me if you will." I spoke, my voice quiet and soft.

But he shook his head, gesturing for me to go. He wasn't going to take me in. He was sacrificing himself. For me. I mouthed the words 'Thank you', before grabbing my bow and dashing back towards our district.
Now ever since I've still gone back to hunt- and every day he's been there too. Waiting- just to see me again. All I know is, I'll wait for him, too.

{Ack- this could be much better. I'll work on it more later. }

Aw, I liked that one. Cute Reminds me of Katniss and Gale in the Hunger Games.

[Zeee]

the clouds circle all above
while all i need is a little love
you helped me in my time of need
now all you do is lead, lead, lead
i never get a say,
it always goes your way

i had enough, im truely done
i really thought you were the one
i was thrown, around the streets i roam
but now im the one to pull the trigger,


no darling, i won't be coming home...

[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?

The two of us met during school when we had bumped into each other in the hallway. I had knocked his books all over the floor, and he had scattered mine as well. Then he gave me his goofy grin of his.
"Hey, sorry about that. I can be a bit of a klutz sometimes," he said brightly. He had a kind face, with brown hair that always fell in front of his eyes.
"Yeah, sorry doesn't help pick up the books," I snapped back. I had never been a very kind person. I was a rebel; I was always being sent to detention and whatnot. I never paid heed to the school rules, my hair was streaked with red, and I was known for wearing black knee high leather boots with leather studs.
I bent down to pick up my books; he did to. Our hands touched. His were warm; mine were cold. He looked up at me, smiling, handed me my books, and left down the hallway. I was going to chase after him, heck, I didn't even know the dork's name. I didn't see or hear from him until two months later.
I was at the movies with my friends, watching a horror film when he came in with some of his friends and sat a seat away from me. I didn't recognize him at first, but he knew me. Halfway through the movie, he tapped my shoulder.
"Hey, you're the girl who I met in the hallway," he whispered. I looked up, surprised, and nodded. We walked out of the theater together, holding hands. Mine in his, his in mine. We were strangely attached to each other, hence the phrase opposites attract. I loved him more than anything else in my life. He managed to mend the wounds that had been inflicted upon my soul and bring a new light into my heart.
But paradise doesn't last forever.
I had written a love letter to him one night. It took me hours to think through, to choose the right words, to spill out my emotions into one piece of paper. I walked across town to the park, our usual meet up place, to deliver it to him. Then, I saw something horrible.
He was sitting on a bench, his arms wrapped up with another girl, one that I didn't know. Clearly, he had replaced me with a strange phantom girl that I had never set my eyes upon. Without realizing what I was doing, I clenched my list and crumpled the letter I had spent hours writing. Flung it into the trash can as if it were a worthless doodle. I stormed home and took out a blade from my set of knives grandfather had given to me, the dipped it in water, taking it out, dripping with fluid. Plans ran through my mind, to rid myself of my misery. Closing my heart, I plunged the knife into my neck, wincing as my blood spurted out onto the floor. Blackness surged over me, enveloping me, carrying me away....
And to this day, I wander the streets, looking for that letter I had tossed away so carelessly, hoping that it will once again bring some light to my shattered heart.

(I failed X3)

[l'amour.]

[M]...[F]

Don't try to hide behind the pain. It only makes you stronger.

[rose tyler, i]

[M]...[F]

Don't try to hide behind the pain. It only makes you stronger.

Story?

Yes please!

[l'amour.]

[M]...[F]

Don't try to hide behind the pain. It only makes you stronger.

It was just another cold winter day. Him, another face in the crowd. Her, another dreamer just waiting to be noticed.

She was practicing the only thing that got others to notice her: archery. She aimed just above his head, looking down above him and the rest of the crowd on the roof of her apartment building.

He heard the arrow just above him, tilts his head to look at the girl just before she covers her paw with her mouth. He scrambles up the fire escape to get to her.

Breathless as the wind whips around them, he speaks.

"Who are you?"

She looks at him with a look mixed of sadness and resentment, and when her voice, a posh English accent, comes into play, it is soft and remorseful.

"Why would you want to know? I'm just a girl with a heart of stone, one who can get broken as easily as snapping a twig." She gestures to her leg, which he hadn't noticed before, with a sad smile.

"See?"

A faint smile plays around his lips as he studies her face eagerly.

"Why do you hide behind your suffering?" he says gently. "If you want, I can help you ease away the pain."

She looks at him, amazed. "You would do that?"

"You picked me out of the crowd. I picked you when you tried to hide. I'd say we're pretty even." He smiles at her, and she smiles back, her first real smile in ages.

"Really?" she says moving closer.

"Really, definitely." he says as he closes the gap between them as their lips meet and the snow and the wind swirls around them.

And the crowd moves on around them.

Story c: I failed xD

[rose tyler, i]

[M]...[F]

Don't try to hide behind the pain. It only makes you stronger.

It was just another cold winter day. Him, another face in the crowd. Her, another dreamer just waiting to be noticed.

She was practicing the only thing that got others to notice her: archery. She aimed just above his head, looking down above him and the rest of the crowd on the roof of her apartment building.

He heard the arrow just above him, tilts his head to look at the girl just before she covers her paw with her mouth. He scrambles up the fire escape to get to her.

Breathless as the wind whips around them, he speaks.

"Who are you?"

She looks at him with a look mixed of sadness and resentment, and when her voice, a posh English accent, comes into play, it is soft and remorseful.

"Why would you want to know? I'm just a girl with a heart of stone, one who can get broken as easily as snapping a twig." She gestures to her leg, which he hadn't noticed before, with a sad smile.

"See?"

A faint smile plays around his lips as he studies her face eagerly.

"Why do you hide behind your suffering?" he says gently. "If you want, I can help you ease away the pain."

She looks at him, amazed. "You would do that?"

"You picked me out of the crowd. I picked you when you tried to hide. I'd say we're pretty even." He smiles at her, and she smiles back, her first real smile in ages.

"Really?" she says moving closer.

"Really, definitely." he says as he closes the gap between them as their lips meet and the snow and the wind swirls around them.

And the crowd moves on around them.

Story c: I failed xD

It's beautiful :3 Much better than I could do :3