Your CS Pet Pairs? :3 (NEW THREAD!)

[brian emo]

Charlotte "Charlie" Ransom xxx Seneca Rose Wilson

Aww that was so sweet 8D ♥♥♥

x
Raenee & -no name yet D8-
I shall create their story later :3

[micah]

I can't stop making pairs. I'm in such an artistic mood tonight! :3 Alright, let's try this one on for size... I've had them in my mind for awhile now, and it's time they have a story. ;B


Geodine [m] + Deiti [f]

His blank eyes seemed to continue into eternity. She could literally lose herself in them; she wanted to be a part of what he was so badly. Her morbid outlook on life didn't mean she couldn't love, did it? Her frail lips were twitching with readiness; tonight, she would confess her love. Deiti would rush to her spirit god before he vanished. Such a terrible fate, wouldn't you say? Spirit gods are born into this world to help and guide the gentle souls from Hades's lair. After the demon is all grown up, the spirit guide dies.

Poof.

Gone. Just like that. No good-bye, no fantasy ending where everyone is actually happy in the end. Because that never happens in real life. Only in your dreams, darling. Only when you're asleep. Deiti's breathing was terrible, deathly. Tears were beginning to crystallize under her top eyelid. With one solid intake of breath, she opened her eyes.

His green and white coat dazzled her. Geodine cocked his head curiously. He normally could read her like a book, but tonight, the forecast was foggy.

"What troubles my darling Deiti tonight?"

Just hearing his silky, sly voice was enough to send her plummeting into hallow sobs. She now lay curled up on the floor, paws touching paws; Deiti's pure white tears leaked from her eyes. She couldn't stop, she couldn't think, she couldn't breathe.

"I am not gone yet, Deiti. I am still with you. Deiti...?"

Oh, she must get up now. He wants to see her lovely, dark, elegant face. Pulling her head up from the cold, stone floor, she looked into his perfectly sketched eyes.

"Yes, my lovely mac--macaroon?"
She whistled. It was hard for her to ease out words perfect enough for such a perfect man.

With a sharp intake, he started again. Geodine was putting whatever he had left of his heart into words.
"I will always be with you."
He scooted closer to his beloved. Her paws scraped on the floor as she mustered up the strength to lean on him. It's never fair. It will never be fair.

But if the world was fair, would it even be called a world?

Deiti wished for this to be reversed. Maybe if Geodine was never her spirit guide, this would've never happened. She cut in line just to get a coveted guide with blank, hallow eyes. Of course it would lead her to this; to such an unforgiving love.

While people always say, "It is better to have loved and lost to have never loved at all," Deiti was considering how much of a lie it was. Losing a love is the worst feeling. Worse than death; worse than life. Biting her lip, she took a chance.

She looked at his face again. So handsome. Her breathing once again became labored. Liquid diamonds seeped from her eyes.

"You can't leave me--"

He brought his warm nose and touched her forehead. That was enough to silence her, or at least, for now. She realized that this was going to happen--he was going to go 'poof'.


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To be continued?

[Alina_Mau]

NOOOOO no poof poof D8 very pretty ^_^

[Cirque]

I can't stop making pairs. I'm in such an artistic mood tonight! :3 Alright, let's try this one on for size... I've had them in my mind for awhile now, and it's time they have a story. ;B


Geodine [m] + Deiti [f]

;A;
So sweet, so sad, I'd love to read more! <33

[Solfeggio]

These two could make awesome raccoony babies.
Too bad that they're both male in my eyes lol >w<;

[Keriae]

These two could make awesome raccoony babies.
Too bad that they're both male in my eyes lol >w<;

Nah, it works for me. I love it!

[Kittenheart]

Elesium and Amuro

Tears swelled in her eyes, fell predictably as she hung her head to prevent an audience to her weakness. This had been the plan all along, Elesium considered, though in the moment of truth he couldn't help but admit that he felt a pang of remorse that threatened to overtake him. There was dignity though, pride that caused her to straighten before he could entertain a second thought about the weakness he'd felt.

"You can't deny that it's for the best we go our separate ways" even to himself, the words seemed chilling, an icy blade that struck straight to the core. With amazing poise, she didn't so much as flinch at the words, despite the pain that lay beneath the glassy panes of her eyes. How astounding, Elesium thought, that he'd never noticed before how unusually beautiful those pained eyes were. There was no backing down, not now, she'd been part of a bigger plan and this plan had already reached fruition. The time spent with Amuro had been carefully placed to come closer to another, one that Elesium had had his eye on for longer than he'd known Amuro existed. Yet, if she was the prize, why was this so hard for him to bear?

Elesium pulled himself from his thoughts only to realize that he was entirely alone, sometime in his reverie she'd left. He shook these thoughts away and focused on the plan at hand, winning Skye. He tried to reflect on her but the pale shade of her eyes blended with the deeper color of Amuro's in his mind. It was, he decided, irrelevant and it had just been too long since he had seen Skye to clearly remember.

They met, Skye and Elesium, with shameless abandon knowing that to get to that moment, one fragile heart had been crushed. The feeling of anticipation sent thrills down Elesium's back as he greeted Skye. Unbidden thoughts leapt to his mind, the pale cream of fur morphing into shades of blue. She began to speak, yet he could not understand a word she was saying because his mind was too far away. When Elesium turned to look at her, the beauty he'd envisioned in his mind's eye was nonexistent. The once coveted blending of pale yellow and brown seemed to him too plain, in need of color. In need of blue.

Without a second thought, without apology or excuse, Elesium left and fled into the night. Breathless, Elesium scoured the city for traces of Amuro yet every search yielded nothing but frustration. Resignation hung heavy in his heart as he made his way back to the park where earlier he'd lost more than he had deserved to call his own. Sitting there, bathed in silver light, was Amuro. Elesium approached overjoyed, only to see her take to her feet lithely.

Amuro turned her head back to see Elesium and smiled, slow and sweet as honey, before she darted away into the shadow of the buildings just beyond the grass.

[Rayen]

Woot, I finished my ArtemisXHaylee story! Comment/critique?

a r r i v a l
Artemis&Haylee || human form || short story


Artemis Fowl II(♂) && Haylee(♀)

Part 1 of 2
Turquoise blue sky, feathery wisps of pure white clouds crowning the Eastern horizon line, cold and dry air graced the early winter morning. Butler and Juliet were discussing wrestling moves, at times demonstrating them on each other. Artemis kept an absent eye on them, his mind miles away. Now that they had the gold and his mother was cured, he needed a new goal, something to aim for and in which he could invest all of his capacities. Little did he know that that morning was going to offer him the perfect chance, as well as a change in the whole manor’s inhabitants’ life.

Sure, he was expecting a newcomer – one of Juliet’s friends, hired to work as a maid. Now that his mother was fully sentient, they needed a lot more to keep her requests fulfilled. But he didn’t think of it as much trouble. What did another maid matter to him?
Nothing, he decided, and returned his ice-blue gaze to the Butler siblings’ wrestling debate, watching as Juliet executed a round kick and hit her brother in the stomach. A pale smile formed on his lips, and he turned away, walking into his room.

--
Only a hundred meters away, a white-haired girl hurried along the path that led to the Fowl Manor’s main entrance. Her long locks flicked after her as she trod over the crisp snow, and she looked at the beautiful, old-fashioned estate with half-lidded crimson eyes. She’d be rather nervous, hadn’t she been woken up by her alarm clock’s insistent beeping in her ears only half an hour ago. She was wearing a red woolen shirt and plain black jeans, making her stand out in the snow like a blotch of ink and blood, her pale skin and hair mixing in with the whiteness around. She bit her lip, looking around as she halted in front of the stately door before clicking on the doorbell’s button on an impulse. Before she regretted it all.

--
At the same time as the bell rang, a video message popped up on one of Artemis’s computer screens, live from their doorbell’s in-built camera. The boy turned to it, frowning as he saw a terribly blurred image instead of the visitor’s face. Ah well. It had probably been that night’s blizzard what had ruined the system; he’d fix that later. But right now he wanted to meet their new acquisition in person, just in case Juliet had managed to bring a moron to the manor.

--
Down at the ebony doors, Haylee sighed, tapping her slender fingers against her thigh. She leaned against the soft wooden surface, feeling tired from the rushed walk through the snow and the lack of sleep. Why did she have to show up so early? She definitely wasn’t a morning person, let alone a freezing-cold winter morning person. She closed her eyelids for a moment, allowing her eyes to take a moment’s break of the blinding whiteness all around.

And that’s when she felt the door shift, not supporting her weight anymore. How stupid, to rest against a door, she thought. But it was already too late to catch herself up, so she braced herself to meet the hard floor.

Which didn’t happen.

She felt a pair of arms holding her and a hint of sweet cologne, and risked opening one bright red eye. Artemis Fowl was looking at her, mildly surprised.

“Watch out,” he spoke calmly, and Haylee freed herself from his arms, standing on her own. Her heart was still racing from embarrassment and a faint blush spread over her pale cheeks, but even so she managed a courageously bright smile.
“I’m Haylee, I believe you hired me.”

“Definitely so. Come in. Juliet shall show you the estate.”

Haylee did so, her smile reduced to a shy reflection of what it had been. The manor was indeed imposing. And that was when she decided to dig up all the braveness she had been saving up for weeks. She straightened her back and picked her chin up as she followed Artemis into the maze-like corridors. Juliet was there – she wasn’t alone. She was a good judo fighter and her aim was great – she could defend herself perfectly. And there was Artemis – a mystery to solve. What else could she ask for?


Author's Note: Whew. This was supposed to be shorter - and even so it took me the whole afternoon! D< Where have my writing skills gone? And this ended up to be an Artemis Fowl fanfic, much more than what I first intended. Anyway. Yes, I know, this isn't really romantic - but hey, it's a start! It would be a bit a HUGE lot out of character for Artemis to fall in love at first sight and have a kissing scene, etc. And I may write more on this, depending on how inspired I feel. This was intended to be an one-shot, though. Maybe I'll draw an illustration for this thingy, too.

Artemis Fowl (c) Eoin Colfer

Part 2 of 2
It had been only two weeks since Haylee had arrived at the Fowl manor, but it felt already as though she had joined efforts with the other two females on the house to take over the world.

Artemis sunk his head on the palm of his hand as the first notes of ‘Deck The Halls’ echoed through the corridors and into his room, for the thousandth-something time that day. Haylee might have seemed shy at first, but once the girl got used to the surroundings she became a completely different person. She seemed to be everywhere at the same time, with her energy and dazzling smile. Sure thing, she did her work well – and she did have a great aim, as Artemis had the chance to testify during her training with Butler and Juliet, and also during a few snow fights. She could shish-kebab the manikins from the other side of the practice field with surprising ease, and Artemis believed the Butler girl was the one to blame.

Worst of all, everyone else loved her. Juliet, of course, was her best friend – only they could spend hours happily chatting about martial arts. Butler began to see her as another younger sister, and had taken on the task of teaching her more advanced self-defense techniques. Artemis’ mother thought the manor, as lifeless and monotonous as it was, had been improved in much with Haylee’s cheerful presence and services. Truth to be told, she was becoming one of them very quickly.

But she wasn’t always loud and annoying. Whenever she had some spare time, she sat down and drew things and scenery from the estate and the nearby landscape, in complete silence and preferably alone. Or, at times, she’d come into Artemis’s computer room and watch him work quietly, both still as statues but for Artemis’s swift-moving fingers across the keyboard. Why didn’t he send her away was still a mystery, but he found her presence oddly relaxing, allowing him to focus with an increased ease.
Except when she played ‘Deck the Halls’ at such a deafening volume.

--
Downstairs, Haylee knelt on the ballroom’s cold marble floor, unpacking a box of glittering red baubles. She passed them one by one to Mrs. Fowl with a smile, inspecting her own distorted reflection on their surface. A dozen moon-faced Haylees returned the grin, their pale faces red on the delicate surface. Then, she remembered her place and kept on unpacking Christmas decorations, handing a great length of silver tinsel to her mistress. The tall fir tree was already becoming somewhat more festive, and yet there was still so much to do…

Suddenly, the music stopped. Haylee turned her head to the CD player, thinking it might have been a power failure, but she spotted Artemis, already making his way back to his room through the piles of cardboard boxes containing the decorations.
“Why did you do that?” she called, getting up and skipping over the mess on the floor. She clicked the ‘play’ button again, and Artemis turned to her, surprised. He wasn’t used to being contradicted.

“I can’t focus with this noise.”

“Oh, you need a little Christmas, dear,” Mrs. Fowl looked at her son sharply.

“Yes! Please, Arty?” Haylee widened her crimson eyes at her boss. Artemis frowned, wondering why wasn’t he as annoyed as he should be as the girl used his nickname. With a melodramatic sigh, he nodded, giving in. You couldn’t just say no to that smile.
“Fine. But turn down the volume.”

Haylee hugged him so tightly she could have broken some of his ribs. “Thank you!” she beamed, hopping to the CD player to set the volume to a lower level, leaving a surprised Artemis behind. Finally, the black-haired boy turned away and headed to his room, a smile spreading on his lips.

--
“Lunch time, everyone!” Juliet called from the kitchen. She had been trying out some of Haylee’s recipes, and the thought of those two home nazis taking control over their food was honestly scaring. Artemis walked downstairs, seeing dark spots in his vision field, caused by the computer’s monitor’s glare. It was worth it, though. With the coming of Christmas, his online business had doubled, and he had to keep an eye on the money. He had been involved in crime for too long to ignore how easily one could deviate online money.

Near the now fully decorated Christmas tree, Butler carried a bunch of presents under Mother’s directions, and Artemis had a very sudden vision of him with a red suit and a fluffy white beard. He shut his eyes tight. So much Christmas was definitely ruining his brain cells.

--
Sitting on the sofa’s armrest, Haylee smiled sadly at her new family as they shared their gifts. She’d gotten some too (a book on history of arts from Artemis, a set of sharpened throwing daggers and a brand new judo outfit from the Butlers, and a very cute bunny-eared hoodie from Mrs. Fowl), and she had given everyone a set of portraits and landscapes, since it was the only thing her money and time could cover. But that night, there was a special bond that kept them together in many different ways, a bond of family she didn’t share yet, as much as they liked her. She figured it would take many years to build such confidence, and hence the sadness in her ruby-coloured eyes. She felt happy for them, alright. She was glad they were enjoying all the work she had done in preparing the manor for the holidays.

On the other sofa, Artemis was also sitting alone, staring at the portraits she had done of him, as if inspecting them carefully. She felt her cheeks redden. She was still far from professional quality. What would he think of her skills?

Artemis felt her eyes on him and raised his head, locking eyes with her and sensing her worry. He shuffled the heavy sheets of paper together into a neat stack. “Your drawings are very expressive.”

Haylee looked away, a hint of sadness tainting her smile. “I’m just a beginner.”

It was true. She was just a beginner at all of this, she thought as she stared at the carpet. She felt Artemis’s weight as he sat by her side, and looked up, a question in her eyes. Artemis simply pointed up, and she followed his direction, finding a decorative tinsel garland hanging above their heads. At its center hung a delicate branch of mistletoe.

“Oh.”

She was silenced by his lips, and it didn’t matter that the others were there. The lights on the tree seemed to shine stronger than ever at Haylee’s eyes. This was the most wonderful Christmas gift she could have asked for.


Author's Note: I feel a total hypocrite now. Like, I always hate character/OC pairings, but couldn't resist writing my own ;-; SORRY D: Donthatemeplz. Now, I must say it was fun to write. Too much inspiration booms caused by hours of We Need a Little Christmas and Deck The Rooftop (Glee cast version)? Maybe. Worth it? Definitely. x3 Now, my next victim shall be SunriseXYuuki >D

Artemis Fowl (c) Eoin Colfer

[Foxanna]

@Arya-chan: So cute! <3

[Tammanae]

Elesium and Amuro

These two look really cute together. ^^