Promise- Ib/Garry fanfictionIb shot up breathing hard and fastalmost to the point of hyperventilation. Her heart pounded in her chest and felt as if it was going to burst. Cold sweat dampened her face like morning due on grass, her hands clenched tightly, making my knuckles whiteit almost looked as if the bone was ready to burst through the skin. Franticly, her widened eyes searched the unfamiliar room at such a speed her brain couldn't comprehend anything within the room. Her entire body shook violently fearing this unknown place. A dizzy sensation fell over her, she almost felt like she was going to vomit or pass out again.
"Morning Ib, how are you feeling?"
Ib inhaled sharply, the voice had startled her. Her body froze as her eyes searched for the man who spoke. It was GarryOh thank heavens! Something familiar in this dreadful, mysterious place! She saw him peer out from behind a bookshelf before walking over to her. A gentle smile played on his lips as he kneeled down in front of her. She tr
Ib All Alone - Oneshot'One of us holds something special to you. Can you find it?'Ib All Alone - Oneshot2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Garry hastily read the paint scribble on the door—the locked door—and quickly whirled around seeing the many doll faces staring back at him. He didn't like dolls. Garry wasn't sure where this fear had emerged, but something about the blue-faced messy-haired rag dolls made him uneasy.
The fact that a very violent, unpleasant looking one was crawling through the painting didn't help, either.
Franticly, he dashed forward, noticing some of the dolls looked a little overstuffed.
'Something special,' he thought to himself. 'Maybe its inside the belly of this doll!'
Garry tossed his fear away, and grabbed the doll with both hands, tugging at its stomach with his slender fingers. When he couldn't get the fabric to budge, he tore at it with his teeth. With a rip, the seam became undone, and the contents inside...
Some paper crumbled up.
Garry let out a f
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"...I don't want to lie to you... But I... Don't want to tell the truth either...
"... If you need help... I'll come running...
Go on... Ahead..."
That's the beginning of my memory. He said it with a smiling face and let go of my hand.
He didn't realise that I understood what was happening. The blue petals on the ground weren't coincidence like he had hoped I would think. He gave me his lighter; the only protection he had and thought would be useful in a fake art gallery.
I knew that Mary was killing him, even if it wasn't on purpose, which it probably was.
"Go on... Ahead..." he kept repeating until I started walking away. I kept looking back, but all he did was smile and repeat.
Smile and repeat.
Smile and repeat.
Shift towards the wall.
Smile and repeat.
I mouthed some things to myself before finally running up the stairs, following the rose petals. "I don't want to leave you..."
There were so many stairs. One after another. I counted. One, two, three... There were fifty steps. One
Garry x Ib - Sweet DreamsHaving fun?Garry x Ib - Sweet Dreams1 year ago in Romance More Like This
No, clearly this wasn't fun. She wanted out. She was cold, hungry and completely terrified. However if she displayed any signs of weakness to the beasts of the gallery, she knew she'd be as good as gone. Keeping a rational mind was the best way to survive in what she could describe a nightmare she had stupidly walked into. All the child wanted to do was go home to her mother's warm meals and her father's reassuring pats. She discarded that note from earlier and continued through the Hellish maze.
Her little red Mary-Janes came to a stop in front of shadowy lump in front of her. Her wide crimson eyes stared blankly at the object until she finally came to realize it was a person. She nervously approached him, her petite hands reaching to touch his shoulders. The sound of his tired breathing managed to calm her down, telling her that he was definitely human. Her gentle fingers touched him and
"Having fun?" The man whispered. His grip on her wrist was like a fleshy han
The Crooked Man (CREEPYPASTA)One night, I had a dream. It was an odd dream. In my dream, I was a tall man that loomed above everybody. My neck was crooked to an angle that no natural human's neck should turn. However, this did not seem to bother me and, even upon seeing my reflection; bent over sideways as if I was a horseshoe, I smiled at my handsome figure.The Crooked Man (CREEPYPASTA)8 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I was in a deserted town (or perhaps it was just late and quiet). I took my labored steps down the sidewalk and turned my body; back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, so that I may see my surroundings. I recognized this town! I would drive through it on my way to school everyday. I remembered the local stores and shops that always looked slightly decrepit, and the abandoned hotel that would never be demolished. However, it was not the town that seemed to interest me. I shuffled my stubby and creaking legs with as much vigor as possible toward some destination, I did not know where yet. Then I awoke. It was dark and quiet except for my alarm clock whi
Promises Of Midnight Macaroons "I have to see you again."Promises Of Midnight Macaroons1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
My footsteps echoed through the corridor that was bathed with a mix of a soft violet and a powerful royal blue.
Where am I? I mused as I continued.
A hand rested softly on my shoulders as we walked.
Who is that? I wondered in my thoughts.
A red rose was clutched in my small hands protectively, its soft velvet petals letting off some sort of mellow glow.
I turned around but nobody was there, meaning I was alone in the corridor. I began walking again, back to where I was headed.
Where am I going? I thought to myself silently.
The corridor seemed to stretch on forever, the only sound was my footsteps as I walked. I felt the hand resting on my shoulder but knew there was no one there.
"The rose "
I stopped walking and felt the sudden urge to turn around. Not being able to resist the temptation, I slowly turned and something caught my eye. A full and beautiful blue rose
[Ib Fanfiction] Rightfully Mine Again[Ib Fanfiction] Rightfully Mine Again2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I felt a sharp pain in my sides. My head was spinning and I felt as if I had been sleeping for years.
My eyes twitched open to reveal a dark hallway.
Toto, we are not in Kansas anymore.
I felt around me to look for my lighter. It would light the hall, even if just a little.
It wasn't in my pocket, so it probably fell out. Beside me, a couple steps away, was the lighter on... A piece of cloth?
I lit the fire device to look. There were small letters made out of crayon. "I'm sorry." was all it said. It was barely there, seeing as it was written on a silk handkerchief, but it was there.
It didn't completely strike me until I waved the lighter around. Farther down the hall, I spotted a yellow object. It was near a flight of stairs, leading upwards. I crawled towards it, still feeling too weak to stand.
It was a small, yellow, circular candy. I read the label. It was lemon flavoured. Something about it just made me wonder. I remembered it. The memory was foggy, but it was at the top of my mi
Blind!England x Reader - Only your touch [Short]Her fingers touched my skin and I felt my heart almost flatter. Even though my eyes were open, the only thing I could see was pure darkniss. I wanted to see her. I wanted to look into her beautiful eyes and see the reflection of my face in them.Blind!England x Reader - Only your touch [Short]6 months ago in Romance More Like This
But I couldn't and to know this felt like an unbearable pain.
(Name) laughed softly and kissed my forehead.
"You look wonderful today, Arthur.", she said. My lips curled to a smile and I had to chuckle. She was so nice and such a lovely person. Hearing her voice, was like listening to a sweet, beautiful lullaby. I could have listened to it for hours.
I streched my arm into the air, trying to find her face. On half of the way, she touched my hand and lead me to her cheek. It felt so soft and warm... Blood began to rise into my cheeks. She laughed quiet and then she whispered those words, that made my heart began to run everytime:
"I love you, Arthur."
And even though I would never see my adorable (name)'s face, even though I would never see her
Seven minutes in heaven: Austria You opened your eyes rather slowly, as if waiting for it to be revealed as a dream. But this was no dream, obvious. No matter how much it seemed like it. You saw the name Austria written neatly on the piece of paper. Had they used a ruler or something? Because that's the impression the handwriting had given you.Seven minutes in heaven: Austria5 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Who's name is that?" America asked.
"Austria," you said. He smiled slightly at the calling of his name. You blushed and turned away, not wanting them to see it. Sometimes you wondered if the world just wanted you to be in as much pain as possible. You walked over to the closet before moving to one side. As far as you could. The further away from Austria the better.
After all, what could you do? You really liked him. You heard him walk into the closet, and then the door shut. Now you were stuck in the closet of awkwardness with your biggest crush. You began to wonder.. If you just stood, not looking at Austria for long enough, would he do the same? W
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“Everybody, I'm home!”
That was Ivan for sure, you can tell by his tone of voice and the accent, you can also tell by the three other people that were there to greet him, the Baltics states. You didn't have to worry about being seen, you were invisible already, it's not like anyone would notice you right now. You watched as Raivis was scared at his master, Eduard making up another excuse to get out of another situation and Toris telling Raivis to keep quiet. While that was going on, you crept upstairs and began to knock things off their shelves, throwing photos at the wall, you went through a few drawers and took a permanent marker, you took the lid off and drew a moustache on Ivan's Portrait. You quickly threw the permanent marker down the stairs and darted to the nearest room. The Baltics ran upstairs and looked so clueless, they began to clean up the mess you made, in the meanwhile, you crept back downstairs and went to greet Ivan.
[Ib Fanfiction] Lemon:Sweet:Departure[Ib Fanfiction] Lemon:Sweet:Departure2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Garry..." I knelt down to his face, holding it in my hands. He was cold already.
Mary... You were the exact kind of person I wanted to have as a little sister but... You killed the thing that was most important to me.
"You promised we would get macaroons after this..." I reminded nothing. I started crying, resting my forehead on Garry's.
I thought for a moment. Garry died because his rose was destroyed, but really, because of me. I didn't want to go home now that Garry was gone. I would still feel this way if it wasn't my fault.
"Its decided then." I said to myself, leaving Garry to go back into the room with Mary's burnt picture.
The ashes were still on the ground. There was paper and crayons left from Mary... So I started to draw.
The picture started out just being two roses, a blue and red one. Then it grew to be those roses and Garry. Then, I added myself there. I didn't add anything else. Not the paintings, not the monsters, not Mary.
One more step to do. I walked back down the s
How to Wake Your Denmark (DenNor)Norway awoke as usual. The pale light shafting through the curtains hinted at a lovely, early morning, accented by birds singing cheerfully about the joys of spring. He rose from the bed almost immediately, stretched, sighed, and was about to prepare for the day when he heard a rather loud snore. He looked down at the source and remembered where he was. A blond Dane was sprawled over the other half of the bed in pure, unadulterated bliss. Norway aimed to fix that.How to Wake Your Denmark (DenNor)7 months ago in Romance More Like This
He started gently. "Hey, idiot, get up. You're driving me to work today."
Denmark mumbled something incoherent and rolled over.
With a snort of contempt, Norway reached over to the bedside table, turned the lamp on, and pointed it directly onto the Dane’s face.
Denmark made a noise like a dying puffin and buried his head further into his fluffy pillow.
Norway considered something drastic like dumping cold water on him, but had a much more persuasive plan. Leaning in close the other Nordic’s ear, he whispered, "Den
Seven minutes in heaven: Romano Romano? Was your eyesight failing you right now? You were pretty sure that the name on the slip was, in fact, Romano. This had to have been some sort of dream, or cruel joke, or something like that! But after some inspection you realized it was the real deal. You looked up from the slip of paper to see Romano right in the front. He was looking uninterested as always.Seven minutes in heaven: Romano5 months ago in Romance More Like This
"[Name], who do you have?" America asked. You looked at him for a moment to catch the sly smirk on his face. Of course he knew who's name was on the paper! Your apparent blush already indicated that.
"Romano," you said. That made Romano turn his attention to you, and he seemed to be caught off guard by the fact that it was you calling his name. You were surprised at this fact, because he usually wasn't that into the game. The girls always came out somewhat disappointed.
"Well, go ahead!" America said to Romano, who was lagging behind by a lot. You sighed. Yes, he definitely didn't s
Seven minutes in heaven: Canada The name written on the paper was non other than your quiet friend, Canada. You blushed at the thought of being in the closet with him. Would he even do anything? He didn't get picked very often at all, so nobody really knew what happened in there with him. You were curious, but at the same time you didn't really want to know.Seven minutes in heaven: Canada5 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Go ahead and say the name out loud," America said smugly. You glared at him but knew that rules were rules.
"Canada," you said out loud. But "out loud" is kind of an overstatement. It didn't matter, of course. Canada stood up with a small smile and walked up to the front. By the time he got up there you were already in the closet. You were ready to play this game- yet you weren't. You heard him shuffle in quietly, and the door shut. You looked up at him.
"Uh.. [Name]," he said softly.
"I have to t-tell you something."
"What is it?" you asked. As he stopped to think, you began to wonder what he was going to
Naga! England x Kidnapped! Reader -Fluff-Naga! England x Kidnapped! Reader -Fluff-2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ah~ what a beautiful day..." You said, as you looked outside your window. The sun was so bright and the sky was a nice shade of baby blue. It was different, since it was always raining here in England.
"Don't you think so, Iggy?" You asked your cat. He stared up at you with big green eyes, then nodded his head. He jumped on the window cull and lied there sprawled out to soak up the sun. Meowing in content. "You lazy bugger.~" You laughed, as he opened his eyes to glare at you, then close them again.
You grabbed your teapot filled with fresh tea and poured it into a tea cup. You pulled a chair up next to the window and then grabbed a book. You sat in your seat, opening your book to a new page and then taking a sip of your Jasmine tea. Iggy jumped in your lap. You petted him and then returned back to your book.
Outside, hiding in the trees sat a man...no a snake like man. He was watching the girl in the window. He wouldn't usually do this, since
Seven minutes in heaven: Prussia The name was clear on the paper. Prussia. And wait.. There in the fine print was a short message:Seven minutes in heaven: Prussia5 months ago in Romance More Like This
You should have seen that coming from the cocky country. But you didn't, and you were suffering for it. You glared at the paper as if that would make it jump out of your hand and stop being reality. When it didn't happen your shoulders dropped and you turned to the others. America was grinning, and he was lucky you didn't know that. You'd knock that grin right off of his face.
"Prussia," you said to all of the others. Prussia looked at you, eyebrows raised, before turning away for a few moments. Things were whispered to him loudly like 'you have to go up there!' and 'come on, don't leave her up there!'. But you knew now that he probably didn't even like you. All chances of having him had disappeared magically right in front of your eyes.
"Wow.. Uh, sorry it's taking so long [Name]," America said. He just watched in disbelief. You shook your head, fi
Seven minutes in heaven: France You suddenly had a bad feeling. Like the world had just turned on you. When you opened your eyes, you realized where that strange feeling had come from: France's name was on the small slip of paper. Did you do something wrong this morning? Like forget to brush your teeth or hair? Or maybe you ate the wrong thing for breakfast? Why did the world suddenly turn against you about something as serious as this silly game?!Seven minutes in heaven: France5 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Who is it?" America asked, grinning.
"Oh I think you know who," you replied. But you weren't grinning. Not even the biggest idiot on the face of this planet could see your expression and say that you were grinning.
"Well yes, I do. But everyone else doesn't. Tell them who you have!" he said. You mumbled something about 'wanting to go home' and 'wishing you'd payed money for this, so a refund was allowed'. But you spoke up, as per the rules.
"France," you said. He gave you a playful smile as he stood from his seat. Great. The man who had