Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Marian5390]

I thought I was doing okay without you.
Thought that I'd stopped thinking about you.
What a joke.
My heart is broke.
I feel so lost without you.
How long have you been gone?
Feels like it's been so long.
10 and a half months have passed.
My facade ain't gonna last.
I'll pretend to be happy.
It won't be true.
I'll never be happy again without you.
Maybe someday.
But it don't feel that way.
Why'd morning rush-hour take you away?
I know some car hit you.
I know that you're gone.
I know you died instantly.
Weren't in pain for long.
But I don't feel any better.
That's why I'm writing this letter.
I feel so lost without you.
Why did you leave me, Mew-mew?

Me
Mew (or Mew-mew)

On August 3rd, 2011, my little kitty died.
My kitty meant the world to me, but yesterday, around 7 PM, an insensitive neighbor brought up the subject of her death and all the gruesome details came rushing back, fresh and fast. I was so depressed that even though I'd only gotten 5 and a half hours of sleep the previous night, I wasn't able to sleep until 6:30 or 7:00 AM. While I was stuck awake, that poem was born. I know the rhymes are bad, it was just an outlet for an aspiring author's feelings. xD

Reason behind how I dressed Mew:

I pictured a few of the many things she liked to play with:

Snow (Well, she played in that but anyways); Snowballs I would make and throw for her; Cat toys; Grass; And tennis balls. ... I only wish I could have incorporated sticks and my hair into the picture. =P

[whirlybird]

Maybe it was because I was young. Maybe it was because I was just plain stupid. But for some reason, I thought that when I, bashful and quiet, ended up with such a beauty as you, the world would freeze and we could stay together as one for ever and ever. Foolish thinking. But I was in love. I was in love with you.

I think I liked your eyes the most. The way they lit up when you saw me. You were terrible at hiding your emotions, you know that? I but I couldn't tell you. I loved seeing those eyes light up. It was like watching a child opening a present. It was pure, concentrated happiness. And I know that's why I fell in love with you. Because I made you happy. And I can admit it now. You made me pretty happy too.



Why do these things happen? All the pretty, kind dogs leave us. They leave us here.
I went to your funeral even though I didn't want to. I couldn't stand seeing you so still. I couldn't stand to see you gone.



Silly. I didn't leave you. I was with you the entire time. Except you couldn't see me. You couldn't touch me. I couldn't heal your hurt. I blamed myself, you know, for dying and leaving you. Just when I thought I had it all.



The hurt never went away. I waited. And waited.

It was strange. One day, I knew. I'd be with you soon.

I'd be with you again.

(I guess. It's kinda...I dunno...rushed? But oh well I felt like doing an idea like this forever.)

Sweet...and yet so sad, in a way. :C Lovely story though. =)

[-Compass-]

^Raindrops are falling on my head (Raindrop) (Female)


Pet's name: Gentle Flame (Flame)
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^Gentle Flame (Flame, male)

Flame stared into the sunken blue eyes of Raindrop. She looked depressed, as always. She was sitting alone, on a wet table, staring into the the distance. He walked over.
"Hello? I'm Flame, I believe you're Raindrop?" he asked gently.
"Yes." she mumbled. "That's me. what do you want?" she asked, still staring at the nothingness in front of her.
"To talk to you." He answered. He looked where she was looking, looking for something. Nothing. Just the rain.
"What are you looking at Raindrop?" he asked curiously.
"The rain. I'm always teased because of my name. Every time it rains, they say "Oh, look, it's raining raindrops!" She muttered, so Flame could just hear it.
"It's ok. I'll be your friend," he told the misty eyed girl. This seemed to jerk her alive and she stood up.
"Great! Come with me!" She said, dragging him into the rain. He winced the rain started to fall on his beatiful fur, all brushed and combed, but allowed himself to be dragged to whatever she wanted.
"I'm sure it'll be worth it," he said to himself.
He didn't know it would be more then worth it.
It would be the start of a new friendship.
One of the strongest friendships.
Ever.
******

What do people think? It's my first one :3

[KikisDelivery97]

Pet's name: EchoAdopt virtual pets at Chicken Smoothie!Pet's name: BrookeAdopt virtual pets at Chicken Smoothie!

Echo and Brooke are my favorite couple<3 :3 Thinking about doing a story for them x3

[s y n]

you .&. me

[ ♫ when he opens his arms
and holds you close tonight
it just won't feel right
'cause I can love you more than this ♫ ]

I remember the days when we were just friends.
They seem so far in the past, although it was only months ago that you were my best friend.
Period. No dot-dot-dot, no "to be continued". You were my best friend. The end.
How could I not start crushing on you?
With your beautiful blue eyes, your bright smile, you charming humor.
Everything, every trait, drew me to you.
But I wasn't the only one.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

You dated another girl, while knowing how I felt about you;
Oh well. You were happy. I was heartbroken, but you were my best friend.
If you were happy, I was happy.
Even if I really wasn't.
I was there for you when things with her were rough -
she was mad at you, I was there to tell you that it wasn't your fault.
She broke up with you, I was there to tell you that it was her loss.
I was there for you every step of the way.
In the end, it was all worth it.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

I got over you; I had to. For my own good. For the good of our friendship.
I was interested in somebody else, and when he asked me out, I went for it.
A few days later, you found out about it.
You weren't... Yourself, for days after you found out.
You were quiet, reserved.
It's not like you. I know you. You're loud and outgoing - You aren't quiet, you aren't shy.
You never pushed me away until then.
Why were these walls going up? I wondered.
It wasn't like you.
You shared everything with me, no matter what. Things that your lifelong guy friends did not know about you were things that became obvious to me.
You told me everything. You had never drawn away from me. Until then.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

You texted me and wanted to hang out. Of course, I replied.
You were my best friend, why wouldn't I want to?
I was over you, I had a new boyfriend.
But then I saw you, in your effortless good looks,
the way that your face lit up when you saw me,
the way that you smiled when I said "hi".
I got butterflies in my stomach; I dismissed it.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

You dropped subtle hints that told me you wanted more than
this easy, comfortable, friendly conversation.
Like when you said I deserved better than him.
"Somebody like me," you said.
And when we went out to eat and your eyes were on me constantly.
You had that look in your eyes.
A look that I knew meant that I was important to you.
A look that I knew meant that you were thinking about something.
Perhaps, about someone, I thought.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

You were such a sweetheart throughout the day;
Complementing me, offering to buy me food.
Until we visited my boyfriend.
You were no longer the best friend I had known anymore.
You were being rude, cold, dismissive.
Mean to me in a way that you'd never been before.
And then you just left.
You just got up and left.
With a look in your eyes.
That told me you were hurt.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

I asked you that night,
"Why were you like that? You're never like that, never to me."
I could hear the tone of your voice, even through simple texts;
"You don't see it, do you?"
I could hear the hurt. I could not physically hear it, but I knew how you sounded.
"Why did you leave?"
"It couldn't deal with seeing you two together."
"When he had his arms around you..."
"When you smiled at him..."
"When he told you he loved you..."
"All of it broke my heart."
Just best friends. Just best friends.

"I'm in love with you. I can't believe it took so long for me to realize it."
I didn't know what to say to that.
"Seeing you with him... It made me realize how much I wanted that to be me."
"Me and nobody else. Nobody else to ever hold you or hug you or kiss you; Just me."
"That's how I wish it could be."
"He doesn't love you like I do."
After that, we went out to eat again;
Your eyes on were on me.
I jokingly asked why, poking fun about it bugging me.
"It's hard not to stare when I've got the girl of my dreams right in front of me."
Just best friends. Just best friends.

'Please give me another chance...'
That's what that note said.
The day after I went to your baseball game to cheer you on.
And you put me on your skateboard,
your arm around my waist,
your hand holding mine,
pulling me ever so gently forwards.
You promised you would catch me if I fell.
You kept your promise;
Not just with that, but with everything.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

That was the end of him and I.
The next day, we were official - together.
After school that day, you put your arm around me,
and you smiled at me in that way that makes me weak,
and you just shook your head in disbelief.
"What?" I asked, an easy smile on my face.
"I'm just astounded that I managed to win over such an amazing girl."
And that night, we sat together, our close friends surrounding us.
And you kissed me so gently, as if you were afraid you could break me.
Just... Just...

From that day on, you've held me in your arms.
I've felt your kiss many a time.
You've showered me with your love.
You've held my hand, and made me smile.
We argue like we're married, but love like we never had before.
I can be myself with you, I am comfortable with you.
We laugh constantly. We cuddle as we watch movies.
You kiss me on the forehead and tell me how much I mean to you.
I've always wondered what love would feel like.
And now I know.
Just in love. Just in love.



A true story,
dedicated,
to the love of my life,
and the light in my world.
The spring in my step
and the sun in my universe.
Dedicated simply,
to my perfect, wonderful,
amazing boyfriend.
I love you.
♥

[Lunar Lullabies]

you .&. me

[ ♫ when he opens his arms
and holds you close tonight
it just won't feel right
'cause I can love you more than this ♫ ]

I remember the days when we were just friends.
They seem so far in the past, although it was only months ago that you were my best friend.
Period. No dot-dot-dot, no "to be continued". You were my best friend. The end.
How could I not start crushing on you?
With your beautiful blue eyes, your bright smile, you charming humor.
Everything, every trait, drew me to you.
But I wasn't the only one.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

You dated another girl, while knowing how I felt about you;
Oh well. You were happy. I was heartbroken, but you were my best friend.
If you were happy, I was happy.
Even if I really wasn't.
I was there for you when things with her were rough -
she was mad at you, I was there to tell you that it wasn't your fault.
She broke up with you, I was there to tell you that it was her loss.
I was there for you every step of the way.
In the end, it was all worth it.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

I got over you; I had to. For my own good. For the good of our friendship.
I was interested in somebody else, and when he asked me out, I went for it.
A few days later, you found out about it.
You weren't... Yourself, for days after you found out.
You were quiet, reserved.
It's not like you. I know you. You're loud and outgoing - You aren't quiet, you aren't shy.
You never pushed me away until then.
Why were these walls going up? I wondered.
It wasn't like you.
You shared everything with me, no matter what. Things that your lifelong guy friends did not know about you were things that became obvious to me.
You told me everything. You had never drawn away from me. Until then.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

You texted me and wanted to hang out. Of course, I replied.
You were my best friend, why wouldn't I want to?
I was over you, I had a new boyfriend.
But then I saw you, in your effortless good looks,
the way that your face lit up when you saw me,
the way that you smiled when I said "hi".
I got butterflies in my stomach; I dismissed it.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

You dropped subtle hints that told me you wanted more than
this easy, comfortable, friendly conversation.
Like when you said I deserved better than him.
"Somebody like me," you said.
And when we went out to eat and your eyes were on me constantly.
You had that look in your eyes.
A look that I knew meant that I was important to you.
A look that I knew meant that you were thinking about something.
Perhaps, about someone, I thought.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

You were such a sweetheart throughout the day;
Complementing me, offering to buy me food.
Until we visited my boyfriend.
You were no longer the best friend I had known anymore.
You were being rude, cold, dismissive.
Mean to me in a way that you'd never been before.
And then you just left.
You just got up and left.
With a look in your eyes.
That told me you were hurt.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

I asked you that night,
"Why were you like that? You're never like that, never to me."
I could hear the tone of your voice, even through simple texts;
"You don't see it, do you?"
I could hear the hurt. I could not physically hear it, but I knew how you sounded.
"Why did you leave?"
"It couldn't deal with seeing you two together."
"When he had his arms around you..."
"When you smiled at him..."
"When he told you he loved you..."
"All of it broke my heart."
Just best friends. Just best friends.

"I'm in love with you. I can't believe it took so long for me to realize it."
I didn't know what to say to that.
"Seeing you with him... It made me realize how much I wanted that to be me."
"Me and nobody else. Nobody else to ever hold you or hug you or kiss you; Just me."
"That's how I wish it could be."
"He doesn't love you like I do."
After that, we went out to eat again;
Your eyes on were on me.
I jokingly asked why, poking fun about it bugging me.
"It's hard not to stare when I've got the girl of my dreams right in front of me."
Just best friends. Just best friends.

'Please give me another chance...'
That's what that note said.
The day after I went to your baseball game to cheer you on.
And you put me on your skateboard,
your arm around my waist,
your hand holding mine,
pulling me ever so gently forwards.
You promised you would catch me if I fell.
You kept your promise;
Not just with that, but with everything.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

That was the end of him and I.
The next day, we were official - together.
After school that day, you put your arm around me,
and you smiled at me in that way that makes me weak,
and you just shook your head in disbelief.
"What?" I asked, an easy smile on my face.
"I'm just astounded that I managed to win over such an amazing girl."
And that night, we sat together, our close friends surrounding us.
And you kissed me so gently, as if you were afraid you could break me.
Just... Just...

From that day on, you've held me in your arms.
I've felt your kiss many a time.
You've showered me with your love.
You've held my hand, and made me smile.
We argue like we're married, but love like we never had before.
I can be myself with you, I am comfortable with you.
We laugh constantly. We cuddle as we watch movies.
You kiss me on the forehead and tell me how much I mean to you.
I've always wondered what love would feel like.
And now I know.
Just in love. Just in love.



A true story,
dedicated,
to the love of my life,
and the light in my world.
The spring in my step
and the sun in my universe.
Dedicated simply,
to my perfect, wonderful,
amazing boyfriend.
I love you.
♥

Awwww. <3 That's so adorable. :]

[vvoland]

Pet's name: Robert (Daddy)
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Pet's name: Elizabeth (Mommy)
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Thank you Kyar, for my beautiful couple.

Cause you're the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry
"Perfect Two"

[Zeee]

i bought you at a little thrift store. the lady said you we'rent completely finished,
just a work in progress set up in the window. i didn't care, however.
i had you for a long time, plush. i rememeber getting you when i was... seven, i think. no, six.
yes. six.

now i'm sixteen, plush. turning seventeen in a few days.
i'm sorry i threw you away. please forgive me.
i still love you. you'll always be my favourite plush.
even though i'm a little old for plushies.

remember, just last night i gave you a little visit. then i threw you back in my closet.
my boyfriend had come to pick me up. i was eager to get to the door, and just threw you violently.
i'm sorry. i didn't mean to.

i was apparently off-track all night. distracted.
was it you? did you come to watch over me?
i knew i felt you somewhere in me, but i never knew it was that strong.

that night, plush- if you weren't watching- my boyfriend told me he got a new car,
and wanted to ride around a bit before i had to go.

i, estatic, did accept of course.
it was wonderful. he had a sunroof, and the windows rolled down with ease.
the sunset gave off the perfect glow.

it was wonderful, plush.

but that same night, he hadn't paid any attention as to where he was going.
we drifted off into the wrong lane. it turned dark, and his car lights weren't working.
no one saw us on the wrong lane. i didn't notice that we swerved; too busy with the moment. too caught up in excitement.

we crashed, plush.
it was horrible. one second i could see the car hit us, the next, nothing.
i could hear very faintly in my mind, for a brief second, my parents crying.
i felt my mother tightly clench my hand.

but that was only for a brief second.
it faded. then i felt nothing. i heard nothing.
nothing.

silence.

it was terrifying.
i died that day, plush.

and all i remember, watching down from above,
was my mother setting something on my coffin.
i was buried with it.

all i did was smile.
i saw you.


[ gah. what even happened here. ]

[l'amour.]

you .&. me

[ ♫ when he opens his arms
and holds you close tonight
it just won't feel right
'cause I can love you more than this ♫ ]

I remember the days when we were just friends.
They seem so far in the past, although it was only months ago that you were my best friend.
Period. No dot-dot-dot, no "to be continued". You were my best friend. The end.
How could I not start crushing on you?
With your beautiful blue eyes, your bright smile, you charming humor.
Everything, every trait, drew me to you.
But I wasn't the only one.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

You dated another girl, while knowing how I felt about you;
Oh well. You were happy. I was heartbroken, but you were my best friend.
If you were happy, I was happy.
Even if I really wasn't.
I was there for you when things with her were rough -
she was mad at you, I was there to tell you that it wasn't your fault.
She broke up with you, I was there to tell you that it was her loss.
I was there for you every step of the way.
In the end, it was all worth it.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

I got over you; I had to. For my own good. For the good of our friendship.
I was interested in somebody else, and when he asked me out, I went for it.
A few days later, you found out about it.
You weren't... Yourself, for days after you found out.
You were quiet, reserved.
It's not like you. I know you. You're loud and outgoing - You aren't quiet, you aren't shy.
You never pushed me away until then.
Why were these walls going up? I wondered.
It wasn't like you.
You shared everything with me, no matter what. Things that your lifelong guy friends did not know about you were things that became obvious to me.
You told me everything. You had never drawn away from me. Until then.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

You texted me and wanted to hang out. Of course, I replied.
You were my best friend, why wouldn't I want to?
I was over you, I had a new boyfriend.
But then I saw you, in your effortless good looks,
the way that your face lit up when you saw me,
the way that you smiled when I said "hi".
I got butterflies in my stomach; I dismissed it.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

You dropped subtle hints that told me you wanted more than
this easy, comfortable, friendly conversation.
Like when you said I deserved better than him.
"Somebody like me," you said.
And when we went out to eat and your eyes were on me constantly.
You had that look in your eyes.
A look that I knew meant that I was important to you.
A look that I knew meant that you were thinking about something.
Perhaps, about someone, I thought.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

You were such a sweetheart throughout the day;
Complementing me, offering to buy me food.
Until we visited my boyfriend.
You were no longer the best friend I had known anymore.
You were being rude, cold, dismissive.
Mean to me in a way that you'd never been before.
And then you just left.
You just got up and left.
With a look in your eyes.
That told me you were hurt.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

I asked you that night,
"Why were you like that? You're never like that, never to me."
I could hear the tone of your voice, even through simple texts;
"You don't see it, do you?"
I could hear the hurt. I could not physically hear it, but I knew how you sounded.
"Why did you leave?"
"It couldn't deal with seeing you two together."
"When he had his arms around you..."
"When you smiled at him..."
"When he told you he loved you..."
"All of it broke my heart."
Just best friends. Just best friends.

"I'm in love with you. I can't believe it took so long for me to realize it."
I didn't know what to say to that.
"Seeing you with him... It made me realize how much I wanted that to be me."
"Me and nobody else. Nobody else to ever hold you or hug you or kiss you; Just me."
"That's how I wish it could be."
"He doesn't love you like I do."
After that, we went out to eat again;
Your eyes on were on me.
I jokingly asked why, poking fun about it bugging me.
"It's hard not to stare when I've got the girl of my dreams right in front of me."
Just best friends. Just best friends.

'Please give me another chance...'
That's what that note said.
The day after I went to your baseball game to cheer you on.
And you put me on your skateboard,
your arm around my waist,
your hand holding mine,
pulling me ever so gently forwards.
You promised you would catch me if I fell.
You kept your promise;
Not just with that, but with everything.
Just best friends. Just best friends.

That was the end of him and I.
The next day, we were official - together.
After school that day, you put your arm around me,
and you smiled at me in that way that makes me weak,
and you just shook your head in disbelief.
"What?" I asked, an easy smile on my face.
"I'm just astounded that I managed to win over such an amazing girl."
And that night, we sat together, our close friends surrounding us.
And you kissed me so gently, as if you were afraid you could break me.
Just... Just...

From that day on, you've held me in your arms.
I've felt your kiss many a time.
You've showered me with your love.
You've held my hand, and made me smile.
We argue like we're married, but love like we never had before.
I can be myself with you, I am comfortable with you.
We laugh constantly. We cuddle as we watch movies.
You kiss me on the forehead and tell me how much I mean to you.
I've always wondered what love would feel like.
And now I know.
Just in love. Just in love.



A true story,
dedicated,
to the love of my life,
and the light in my world.
The spring in my step
and the sun in my universe.
Dedicated simply,
to my perfect, wonderful,
amazing boyfriend.
I love you.
♥

Awwww. <3 That's so adorable. :]

a;ksjdfkdlasjdfk; Awwwwwwww...my heart melted <333 So cute c:

[honeydukes]

i bought you at a little thrift store. the lady said you we'rent completely finished,
just a work in progress set up in the window. i didn't care, however.
i had you for a long time, plush. i rememeber getting you when i was... seven, i think. no, six.
yes. six.

now i'm sixteen, plush. turning seventeen in a few days.
i'm sorry i threw you away. please forgive me.
i still love you. you'll always be my favourite plush.
even though i'm a little old for plushies.

remember, just last night i gave you a little visit. then i threw you back in my closet.
my boyfriend had come to pick me up. i was eager to get to the door, and just threw you violently.
i'm sorry. i didn't mean to.

i was apparently off-track all night. distracted.
was it you? did you come to watch over me?
i knew i felt you somewhere in me, but i never knew it was that strong.

that night, plush- if you weren't watching- my boyfriend told me he got a new car,
and wanted to ride around a bit before i had to go.

i, estatic, did accept of course.
it was wonderful. he had a sunroof, and the windows rolled down with ease.
the sunset gave off the perfect glow.

it was wonderful, plush.

but that same night, he hadn't paid any attention as to where he was going.
we drifted off into the wrong lane. it turned dark, and his car lights weren't working.
no one saw us on the wrong lane. i didn't notice that we swerved; too busy with the moment. too caught up in excitement.

we crashed, plush.
it was horrible. one second i could see the car hit us, the next, nothing.
i could hear very faintly in my mind, for a brief second, my parents crying.
i felt my mother tightly clench my hand.

but that was only for a brief second.
it faded. then i felt nothing. i heard nothing.
nothing.

silence.

it was terrifying.
i died that day, plush.

and all i remember, watching down from above,
was my mother setting something on my coffin.
i was buried with it.

all i did was smile.
i saw you.


[ gah. what even happened here. ]

Gah. Right in the feels. ;____;