Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Wildmagic_warrior]

Did you ever wonder why I chose you all those years ago?

I chose you. You were unlocked.

Of course I was. I wanted to see the universe, so I stole a Time Lord and I ran away. And you were the only one mad enough.


The Doctor and The Tardis

You win. Case closed.

[Zeee]

♂ [x] ♀


it's too cold outside
for angels to fly
angels to fly...

ripped gloves, rain coat
tried to swim and stay afloat
dry house, wet clothes
loose change, bank notes
weary-eyed, dry throat
call girl, no phone

and they say
she's in the Class A Team
stuck in her daydream
been this way since eighteen
but lately her face seems
slowly, sinking, wasting
crumbling like pastries

and they scream
the worst things in life come free to us
cause' we're just under the upperhand...

with a deep breath, he stood firmly and knocked on the door, returning his hand to his pocket. winter had rolled around not too long ago, though it was still as freezing as ever. it was supposed to be the coldest winter yet. he had waited several minutes without an answer, and grew furiously worried.

"hello?" he called, banging on the door. still no answer. concern built up inside his chest, and his heart pounded. eventually, he got enough strength to actually knock down the door. he frantically searched every foot of the house, screaming her name. he had ran up the stairs to reveal a closed door. the only closed door in the house.

he froze, afraid of what might beyond the door... he slowly grabbed the doorknob and twisted it. the door swung open, to reveal her laying on the floor. she didn't move at all. an open bottle of pills were spilled on the windowsill, as he was completely frozen like a statue... and so was she.

it's too cold outside
for angels to fly
an angel will die
covered in white
closed eye
and hoping for a better life
this time, we'll fade out tonight
straight down the line...

he stood with his hands curled behind his back, choking back tears as he stared down her coffin. people were crying, they just added to this problem. how was he to calm everyone down? none of them were his real family, but after he met her... he felt like part of their family. he quietly walked around the coffin, running his fingers along the engravings on each side, the brass handles.

her eyes were closed, her skin was pale, and she fakely held a bouquet of roses loosely to her chest. somehow, she was as beautiful as ever. he leaned down and quietly whispered, kissing her forehead,

"i'll always love you."

he knew he would break down by the middle of the ceremony, so with that, he turned and his feet sunk into the grass. people were looking at him, but he wasn't looking directly at anyone. he was looking through them. he left the funeral, with no keepsake of her. he drove to her house, and invited himself inside and up to her room. he cleaned up the pills on the windowsill and sat where she sat last, caressing her bed sheets.

the things they used to do together rushed to the front of his mind.

oh, the good times they had... all gone. it was all for nothing...

[Snowseph]

♂ [x] ♀


it's too cold outside
for angels to fly
angels to fly...

ripped gloves, rain coat
tried to swim and stay afloat
dry house, wet clothes
loose change, bank notes
weary-eyed, dry throat
call girl, no phone

and they say
she's in the Class A Team
stuck in her daydream
been this way since eighteen
but lately her face seems
slowly, sinking, wasting
crumbling like pastries

and they scream
the worst things in life come free to us
cause' we're just under the upperhand...

with a deep breath, he stood firmly and knocked on the door, returning his hand to his pocket. winter had rolled around not too long ago, though it was still as freezing as ever. it was supposed to be the coldest winter yet. he had waited several minutes without an answer, and grew furiously worried.

"hello?" he called, banging on the door. still no answer. concern built up inside his chest, and his heart pounded. eventually, he got enough strength to actually knock down the door. he frantically searched every foot of the house, screaming her name. he had ran up the stairs to reveal a closed door. the only closed door in the house.

he froze, afraid of what might beyond the door... he slowly grabbed the doorknob and twisted it. the door swung open, to reveal her laying on the floor. she didn't move at all. an open bottle of pills were spilled on the windowsill, as he was completely frozen like a statue... and so was she.

it's too cold outside
for angels to fly
an angel will die
covered in white
closed eye
and hoping for a better life
this time, we'll fade out tonight
straight down the line...

he stood with his hands curled behind his back, choking back tears as he stared down her coffin. people were crying, they just added to this problem. how was he to calm everyone down? none of them were his real family, but after he met her... he felt like part of their family. he quietly walked around the coffin, running his fingers along the engravings on each side, the brass handles.

her eyes were closed, her skin was pale, and she fakely held a bouquet of roses loosely to her chest. somehow, she was as beautiful as ever. he leaned down and quietly whispered, kissing her forehead,

"i'll always love you."

he knew he would break down by the middle of the ceremony, so with that, he turned and his feet sunk into the grass. people were looking at him, but he wasn't looking directly at anyone. he was looking through them. he left the funeral, with no keepsake of her. he drove to her house, and invited himself inside and up to her room. he cleaned up the pills on the windowsill and sat where she sat last, caressing her bed sheets.

the things they used to do together rushed to the front of his mind.

oh, the good times they had... all gone. it was all for nothing...

So beauttiful, yet sad. ;-;

[Emris]

Should I try writing something for them?

[Steffi.]

Forget the Princess...



I want that stable boy.



(Story?)

[mr.kingrichard]

Forget the Princess...



I want that stable boy.



(Story?)

Yes ten times over.

[Emris]

Xavier & Elise

He was standing on the high precipice looking out over the city and the field that separated it from his castle when he saw someone coming up the path to his grand home. Xavier sneered, the last three messengers that the king had sent were turned into mice before fleeing to the dungeons. Xavier stepped off the tower and slowly drifted through the air until he landed softly and silently on the dirt path.

She was struggling just to stay on her feet as she stumbled up the path. It didn't matter where she was going, it only mattered that she got away. Elise had only been walking for a day but she felt like she had been walking for a week because of the condition she was in when she left. Her life had been perfect, she had everything one could ever want, before he came back.


Xavier was wondering what the message would be this time. Most likely, it would be the king asking him to swear his loyalty once again, something Xavier would never do. In the distance the cloaked figure collapsed. “That's rather odd” Xavier said to himself. When he came upon the collapsed form he keeled down and pulled the hood of the mysterious persons head and gasped, it wasn't one of the king's messengers after all. He looked down at the girl's face, she looked like she was about nineteen. Xavier was about to turn and leave when the young woman woke. “Please help me I can't go any farther but if I stop he will surely find me” then she slipped back into unconsciousness. Xavier sighed, for some reason he felt compelled to help her even though he had promised himself he would never offer kindness to another because of what happened all those years ago.


She woke to see a young man standing in the path in front of her, he looked about her age. She had to say something, she had to get his help. Elise couldn't manage but one small sentence “Please help me I can't go any farther but if I stop he will surely find me.” Then Elise felt herself slipping back into unconsciousness. The last thing she saw was the young man coming towards her.


He couldn't do it, Xavier knew that for some odd reason he couldn't leave her here in the middle of the road. So Xavier knelt down and scooped her up in his arms. As he was carrying her back to his castle he wondered why he had felt so strongly about saving her. She was not unlike every other woman in the village, but something told him he had to help.

More?

[æchromatic]

I'll survive in the end, you know
When everything perishes - when it dies
The landscape will wax as snow
Though the plot line mortifies.

What is black? What is white?
Misfire clutches our haven tonight
Headlands piebald with cherry delight
As denizens suffer their ignorant blight.

"I remember how it used to be"
I shan't escape that phrase
Loved ones corrupt by hate
The planet ours to raze.

I don't quite know if this is right
But to be honest, I don't care
Your arguments are far too trite
The artillery's already there.

It's not as though I enjoy this abyss
I'd take the bullet for anyone
They say ignorance is form of bliss
Yet I don't want to run.

Are we worth it, do you suppose?
Do we amount to all the damage
Keep telling yourself that, my dry rot rose
They're the ones so savage.

It's better that we end it soon
Their cataclysmic repetition
And spare generations a world of ruin
I wish I could like my own volition.

So I'll wave farewell to humanity
And I have my reason
To end this yawning insanity
Despite this half-lit treason.

Goodbye, goodbye, my hateful friends
The world is just too steep
I'm afraid your deeds have met their ends
My minds bullet lies too deep.

Edited version :3

[Everett.]

The performer x The Playwright
We may be different, but we love the same.

[Khefri-Sun]

I'll survive in the end, you know
When everything perishes - when it dies
The landscape will wax as snow
Though the plot line mortifies.

What is black? What is white?
Misfire clutches our haven tonight
Headlands piebald with cherry delight
As denizens suffer their ignorant blight.

"I remember how it used to be"
I shan't escape that phrase
Loved ones corrupt by hate
The planet ours to raze.

I don't quite know if this is right
But to be honest, I don't care
Your arguments are far too trite
The artillery's already there.

It's not as though I enjoy this abyss
I'd take the bullet for anyone
They say ignorance is form of bliss
Yet I don't want to run.

Are we worth it, do you suppose?
Do we amount to all the damage
Keep telling yourself that, my dry rot rose
They're the ones so savage.

It's better that we end it soon
Their cataclysmic repetition
And spare generations a world of ruin
I wish I could like my own volition.

So I'll wave farewell to humanity
And I have my reason
To end this yawning insanity
Despite this half-lit treason.

Goodbye, goodbye, my hateful friends
The world is just too steep
I'm afraid your deeds have met their ends
My minds bullet lies too deep.

Edited version :3

That was amazing!