Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Veja]

The tricked boy ~`~`~`~ The jealous ex-girlfriend ~`~`~`~ The innocent current girlfriend

Drained of inspration for a story D:

[tokietok]

The tricked boy ~`~`~`~ The jealous ex-girlfriend ~`~`~`~ The innocent current girlfriend

Drained of inspration for a story D:

I feel this would be an amazing story. ;u; </3

[Sonmi-451]

Gaia x Prometheus

It is far greater a trangression to be consumed with the word 'we' than with the word 'I'.

Brownie points if you get the reference.

[cass.]

lover • beloved
creation • creator

we stopped being scared of the monsters under our beds
when we realised they were inside us
{ i n s t e a d. }

[Dragonfire13]

Was it too much to ask? Was it too much to ask that I just sit quietly in the shadows of the Mer Palace, and watch Tova sleep in the courtyard? Yes, of course it was. But I figured that, even if I was caught on the Palace grounds and beheaded, at least I would be able to watch my muse, my beautiful object of interest, as she slept. Watching her sides rise and fall gently, and trying not to watch the creatures burrowing in the sand all around her, I was lost in thought. I must be insane. Absolutely and completely insane. For what Squalman in his right mind would fall for the Ra, the princess, of the Kole Clan? But I can't help it. By all "normal" standards I should be attracted to one of my own species, attracted to a Squalmaid. But I never have been. Maybe there's something wrong with me. Maybe I'm not because of my continued loathing for what I am, maybe I'm just in denial. Maybe this love for Mers, her in particular, come from my dearest wish to live among them, rather than in a litter-filled trench.
A cascade of bubbles and a swishing of fins alerted be of the guard's presence. He was wearing a helmet carved from a great conch shell and stained green, the color of royalty. He had a dark scar on his shoulder, in the shape of the Kole crest. The tip of a Mer tail with the sun resting between the two points.
"Oi! No visitors are allowed on the Palace grounds!" he said.
Thank God. He hadn't seen my fins, or my fangs. He thought I was a Mer. I nodded quickly, not wanting to talk in case he recognized me for what I was by my husky, rasping voice. I scraped my tail back several paces, stirring up as much sand as I could. It billowed in clouds all around my body, concealing my striped, rubbery fins from his veiw as I turned tail and swam quickly, batting my tail right, then left, right, left, right left. There was no rush of movement behind me, he had not seen. I could breathe again.

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You should contine this is really good!

[Veja]

The tricked boy ~`~`~`~ The jealous ex-girlfriend ~`~`~`~ The innocent current girlfriend

Drained of inspration for a story D:

Ignore this. I gots me a story..

[Squishy Fishy]

Pet's name: Clown Fish
Adopt virtual pets at Chicken Smoothie!


Pet's name: Pop Tart
Adopt virtual pets at Chicken Smoothie!

should I write a story?

[cujo.]

"I hate you."

He stares back, a grotesque grin on his face. "Of course you do."

I feel my face grow hot. "I do. I want to...I want.."

"What do you want?"

I bite my lip, run a hand through my hair. He mimics me. "I want...I want to kill you."

Silence.

"Oh you do, do you? Well why don't you?"

Good question. I hesitate. He always knows how to catch me off guard. I flounder for something to say, then come short. "I hate you." Is the whisper that leaves my lips.

He's laughing at me. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you." He sings, his eyes taunting me.

"I wish I knew how to hurt you properly." I snap. "Then you'd be sorry."

He feigns fear. "Well, until then, I'm just going to watch you go black inside."

----

"Daven? What are you doing in there?"

My mother.

With a start, my attention is ripped back to where I am. My bedroom.

I stand up, and put the mirror back in it's place.

----

[ a concept I've been wanting to do for a while now. ]

Wow, curious I'd love to see where it goes

[Harpy•]

"I hate you."

He stares back, a grotesque grin on his face. "Of course you do."

I feel my face grow hot. "I do. I want to...I want.."

"What do you want?"

I bite my lip, run a hand through my hair. He mimics me. "I want...I want to kill you."

Silence.

"Oh you do, do you? Well why don't you?"

Good question. I hesitate. He always knows how to catch me off guard. I flounder for something to say, then come short. "I hate you." Is the whisper that leaves my lips.

He's laughing at me. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you." He sings, his eyes taunting me.

"I wish I knew how to hurt you properly." I snap. "Then you'd be sorry."

He feigns fear. "Well, until then, I'm just going to watch you go black inside."

----

"Daven? What are you doing in there?"

My mother.

With a start, my attention is ripped back to where I am. My bedroom.

I stand up, and put the mirror back in it's place.

----

[ a concept I've been wanting to do for a while now. ]

Oh wow. I'm kinda on the verge of tears already. >.>

[houndoom]

Connie Sunders~~~~~~~~~~~~Her Sandcastle
I started something,and didn't know how to continue.So i let it.Story anyone? :'D
~Iv.