Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Hypnotic]

Spin me a tale
On woven strings
My love is without fail
And for you my heart sings

Weave with me forever
You'll never be alone
Under the moon, our lasting endavor

Each thread glides on the breeze
As you weave with such ease
I was so enamored by you
But did you love me, too?

I prepared for the worst
Gathered my strength
I asked you first
I waited, at arm's length

And there silence grew
You watched, I waited
Would my one become two?

You pulled me close, with glistening eyes
Proclaimed your affections, to my surprise
Together we weave, spinning our thread
For how else do two spiders wed?

Spider love, it's the most true love in the world. (Yes I wrote this--^)

[Toxi+Bbun]

Smokey & Flit
[Male] & [Female]

"When this war is over we'll be together."

That was the last thing he said to me, before we both went our separate ways. This war was a big one, but not big enough for history books.

[Zeee]

[ collab story with four :D ]



the boy who loved muffins xx the girl who loved baking and the boy who loved muffins

Once upon a time, there was a boy who loved muffins so much that he'd do anything for a few of them, but no one wanted to bake them for him! He was very sad. He didn't know how to bake muffins.

Then, suddenly, came a girl who loved baking. When they met, she instantly fell in love, making her the girl who loved baking- and the boy who loved muffins.

She knew how much this boy loved muffins, and that was a lot. All she wanted to do was make a perfect batch of muffins for him, to show him how much she loved him.
And she got to work.

Over a few days and some sweat and work later, she made the perfect muffins. The absolute muffins of heaven.
She set off to this boy's house, carring a tray full of the heavenly muffins.

He opened the door to the scent of chocolate chips, and breathed them in intensely.
She handed the muffins to him, and said in a deep sincere voice, "I made these muffins for you. They are the perfect muffins, the absolute muffins from heaven, to show you how much I love you. Take me as your wife, and I will be the happiest girl in the world, and I can bake you muffins forever and ever."

Instead, the boy took the muffins and slammed the door in her face after not paying attention to any of her little speech about love.
Instead of falling in love with the girl, the boy who loved muffins...

Fell in love with the perfect batch of muffins.

He got married to one of the muffins, the perfectest (is that even a word? no... whatever) muffin of all.
They bought their own muffin house together, and they lived happily ever after in a happy muffin world.

The end.
<3

[ your turn, four. ]

[s y n]

[part 2 of the collab story with Barren]




the boy who loved muffins xx the perfect muffin


Once upon there was a boy who loved muffins. All his life he had thought he'd wanted love - but when a woman stood at his door with the perfect batch of muffins and professed her love for him, he realized;

All he'd ever wanted were the perfectest batch of muffins.

Out of the batch, he noted that one of them seemed more pristine, more flawless than the rest. Could it have been the perfectest muffin in the entire world? He later proposed to this muffin, and they were wed days later. They lived in a lovely muffin house, in the muffin world. It was beautiful. Until one fateful day.

"Honey, I'm home!" he called brightly as he entered the muffin house. "Honey?" he asked, looking around. His wife wasn't in the living room. So, he checked the whole house. She was no where to be seen. Horrified, he ran outside. His eyes fell upon the woman who had, years before, told him how much she loved him. She was licking her lips and her fingers, and she had crumbs on her face.

"You murdered my wife!" he screamed in agony.

She looked up. "What? No!" she rolled her eyes. "I just made another batch of muffins." she said. She pointed over to where a flawless muffin sat in the grass. "There's your wife."

With tears of joy in his eyes, he ran to his wife in slow-motion, and grabbed her in his paws, never to let go.
The end.
<3

[Solfeggio]

^ Ahahaha oh my God XDDDD

[rocketmaids]

I love the poem! It was very intriguing and those two pets looks great together!

[ collab story with four :D ]



the boy who loved muffins xx the girl who loved baking and the boy who loved muffins

[part 2 of the collab story with Barren]




the boy who loved muffins xx the perfect muffin

Beautiful. ; u;)b

[Briony]

"Wah! I fell over again!"
"Come on, don't be silly. Just get up, now."
You helped me to my feet and brushed off my shoulders, looking me carefully in the eye. Your eyes are a very bright green, did you know that? They're very intimidating to look into. That's why I looked away and nursed my cut finger like it hurt, when it didn't.
Sometimes, I don't think you like me much. I'm a burden, aren't I? I am, don't deny it. I'm always waiting for those words to come out of your mouth, but they never do. You put up with a lot, but you don't complain like I do. I whine a lot, because often, I don't know what to say. I don't know what to say to please you, because you don't smile a lot.

I'm a burden, I am, I am. But you never say I am. Why don't you say I am? It would make me feel better.

"Today, I want you to meet a special person. Her name is Delilah." You said to me, and I looked up at you mournfully. Do you want to meet this person because I'm not special enough? Yes, that's probably it. I'm quite plain, and I smile less often than you do. Why smile when there's not much to smile about? Maybe I'm just not special enough to smile.
"Does she smile a lot?" I asked curiously, but my voice sounded dead, because if she did, that would mean she was more special than me.
"Yes, she's quite a happy person. She's just the kind of person you need to keep you happy." I need? What about you? And does that mean you like her better than me, because she's more special? I'm confused. Can you help?

Is she special? I don't know whether I want her to be or not. If she's special, will that make you smile? And if she's not special, does that mean you like me more? I don't know, I don't know! What does special even mean now?

"Hello there."
"Tia, this is Delilah. Delilah - this is Tia. The girl I've been telling you about." Delilah is special; I was right all along, wasn't I? She's very neat and tidy and doesn't look like the kind of girl who trips up a lot, and she's got very sparkly eyes and trimmed hair. She doesn't just look pretty; she looks independent.
"Hello, Tia. I've heard a lot about you." Her eyes are a glazed purple behind her glasses. I bet she's smart too, really smart. Smart people are special, right? Not special like me, clumsy and lost, but special as in special special.
"I haven't heard much about you." Oh my Gosh. Is that something rude? I don't know, I don't know! I wish I could swallow my words now, he's going to hate me, his green eyes are going to look at me with hatred because I pushed away this special person who is so much prettier and smarter and special than -
"Yes, sorry!" Delilah smiled and looked slightly guilty. "You see, Dylan and I only arranged today as a meeting -"

Her words faded away when I got distracted. I get so easily distracted; it's one of the reasons I'm a burden. I get distracted by most things, because I don't want to see the disappointment in your face when I say something wrong. That day, a bright green car drove past and my heart jumped.
"Look, look!" I called out, pointing to it eagerly; you and Delilah had already walked off.

Why do I feel so empty, now? Is it because normally, you listen to me when I get distracted? It's because Delilah's more interesting to listen to... after all, she is more special than me... special. I wish I knew how to become special for you.

"Tia! Come on!" You turned around looking irritated; is it because of me, or because of what Delilah has said, because she won't look at me? It is something to do with me... you're talking about me, behind my back? The shadow inside my heart grows and consumes me. I feel like the lost little girl I did the day Mummy and Daddy went away. And that was so many years ago now.
"Tia!" I don't want to come! I don't want to know what you're talking about! Just leave me here and you have fun! Wait... what is this feeling? I can't feel jealous, can I? Jealous, me?
Delilah marched up to me and took my wrist.
"Come on, now, Tia. You're upsetting Dylan." Her smile was cold and she didn't look so bright anymore. She looked controlling, and intimidating, and scary. I began to shake and she squeezed my wrist; my cut finger throbbed painfully and I snatched my hand back.
"I don't like you." That was a mean thing to say! She's going to hate me now, almost as much as he will! I don't want him to hate me, and I don't want her to hate me either... do I?

I am a burden, I've always known that. But have I always hoped you'd like me, too?

Turning, my feet hit the pavement as I ran away. You called after me, and so did Delilah, but I didn't listen to you.

I don't want to see you hate me.

[magnet]

Thorn

Story for them?

Star

[thricewire]

George xx Sarah

I'm not sure what's keeping me here
Every day is the day of my death.
It's too hard to live without you here
When every day I'm reminded of your life.
You used to be the light of my life
But now I've slipped into darkness.
george, george where are you?
only here to drown in my grief
It's getting hard to think;
when I'm gone and you're still here.
'Cause every day it seems,
you're dropping flowers at my grave.
George, George, what did you do?
only here to drown in my grief.
George, George. I still love you.
Never-forget-that-my-shining star.

[Noctyrn]

This is darling <33