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
Garry x Ib - Sweet DreamsHaving fun?Garry x Ib - Sweet Dreams2 years 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
Promises Of Midnight Macaroons "I have to see you again."Promises Of Midnight Macaroons2 years 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
Old Habits -Ib+Oneshot-Garry flicked his smoked cigarette to the ground, stomping it out with his heel as he faintly heard the final school bell ring. He waited patiently as the students began flooding out the entrance gates, talking of how they were going to just waste their days away, as opposed to studying for tests or working on school projects. He exhaled the plume of smoke he had been holding back, and settled his hands into his pockets. It was just like every other day.Old Habits -Ib+Oneshot-2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ever since their reunion after the art gallery, Garry made it a point to see Ib everyday. After school he would walk her home or to his house to help her study. If it were a weekend, the two of them would go to the cafe and have some macaroons and some drinks—juice for her, coffee for him. Then after that, they'd stop at Garry's apartment just to hang out and talk about random things. There was quite an age gap between the two, but Ib was Garry's best friend.
The aforementioned girl rounded the corner to the entrance, walking to
Are You Jealous? No! (Garry X Ib)Jealous?Are You Jealous? No! (Garry X Ib)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"-just so cute! He always compliments me and everything, Garry!" Ib said, delighted.
Garry stared at her blankly and poked at the food he had made for them. He was suddenly not hungry anymore. When Ib started to talk about her "friend" (She was in fifth grade for God's sake! Didn't girls still think guys had cooties?) he suddenly felt uncomfortable. He wanted to go kill that boy for some odd reason... Weird. His stomach started churning at the thought of the young boy. He really had not done anything; he really did like Ib. But, in Garry's eyes, this boy was bad news.
Everytime Ib's parents could not pick her up from school, Garry would always vonlunteer. After the whole incident at the Art Gallery, Ib's parents trusted Garry enough to know he was not a pervert. Which was quite often, actually. Ib's parents quite a lot. They wanted the "fancy" life for Ib, is what they always told Ib. Ib did not seem to mind. If her parents worked more, she could see Garry more.
[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
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
[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
I Care About You, Ib (Garry X Ib)"Ehehehe... Ehehehe..."I Care About You, Ib (Garry X Ib)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I stumbled back, startled. "Did it just talk...?" I asked Garry. 'That's not the weirdest thing that has happened,' I face-palmed in my head.
"Flowers... Flower's are nice..." The paiting cooed.
Garry shrugged. "I-I think it did..."
"Give me that there flower," The painting went on. "And, I'll let you through... Ehehe..."
I stared at the picture uneasily. I was not sure if I should give him my rose or not... When ever I get hurt, the flower looses a petal...
"Ehehe... your flower, pretty please?"
I turned to Garry. "Garry, should I give him my rose?" My voice trembled a bit in fear.
I was not entirely sure what Garry would say, but he is older and adults know the right choices.
However, Garry was being a bit stubborn. He crossed his arms and glared at the painting. "Honestly? No, I don't think you should give him your flower," He said. "But, do what you want, Ib. You're old enough to make your own desicions..." He trailed off.
I rolled my eyes. How old did he th
~Finally Reunited~Summary: Ib had waited for Garry for a long time after they parted at the gallery. During the period of time she finally came to realise she loved him, loved someone double her age. Finally Garry came for Ib but she seemed to be quite sad. What was wrong? Garry didn't understand...Taken place after promise of reunion. Ib x Garry.~Finally Reunited~2 years ago in Romance More Like This
A/N: I like this. This is the first time I've written and actually liked it and I hope you do too. I'm sorry I'll get back to 'his explanation of my eyes' but I got side tracked while writing chapter two, soooo...i decided I'd finish this off and upload it. (i did this before chapter 3 of his explanation of my eyes. I uploaded it on FF a few days ago but didn't upload on DA till now. Sorry)
Disclaimer: I do not own Ib nor do I own the Charcters.
You promised we'd meet again. Why haven't you come? I sit in my room alone; it's dark and cold in this world without you now. Ga
I'm Not Jealous! (Garry X Ib)"Hey, um, Ib..."I'm Not Jealous! (Garry X Ib)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Ib turned her attention to Mary, but continued walking.
"Do you like anyone?" Mary asked, pausing and fiddling with the end of her dress. She pink tinted on her cheeks, and she was smiling sheepishly.
Ib's cheeks burned as well. She shook her head 'no.' But, her mind was reeling. 'Ib, why did you lie to Mary?' She questioned herself. 'Mary's your friend, you should tell her who you like,' Her subconscience scolded her. 'I like Garry... A bit...' She thought, her cheeks turning red.
Mary bit her lip and smiled. "Really? I thought you liked Garry..." She said, quietly.
The two girls continued to walk through the Gallery, trying to find a way to get back to Garry.
Ib turned to Mary. "Do you like someone?" She asked quietly.
Mary smiled to her and whispered in her ear, "Garry." Her voice was excited, and she was grinning widely.
Ib stopped dead in her tracks. "G-Garry?" She asked.
Mary nodded. "Yep~!" She shouted happily. "He's so cute and so tall and so brave!" She cooed.
Ib Chapter 1In the early afternoon, under a gray sky...Ib Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ib and her parents were on their way to an art gallery...
"Did you remember everything, Ib?"
"Oh! Do you have your handkerchief? You know, the one you got for your birthday?"
Ib nodded, "Yes mother."
"Keep it safe in your pocket, okay? Don't lose it!"
Ib and her parents walked hand in hand into the art gallery
Ib's mother turned to face her young nine year old daughter and smiled gently. "Well, we're here... This is your first time in an art gallery, right, Ib?"
Ib nodded. Even though she may have not look as thrilled as most children would be to see an art gallery (though, most children her age wouldn't be interested in an art gallery in the first place), Ib was actually very happy to be here with her parents and spend some time together. Ib's mother picked up a small paper that sat on a display near the door and read it to herself. "We're here today to see an exhibition of works by an artist named Guertena..,
PC: Possibility - GarryxIbWhen I was little, it had always been my greatest dream to become a bride, and marry the man that I loved more than anyone else in the whole world. And I still carried that dream on to when I entered college, my friends poking fun whenever they could. They said my dream was too simple, and that I couldn't possibly find the right guy the first time around. I wasn't too sure about that. Because there was one guy I remember from when I was younger. His name was Garry.PC: Possibility - GarryxIb2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was true I hadn't seen much of Garry since that time in the museum, but whenever we got together, like at a café or even the very same museum, things just seemed perfect. Sure, he was clumsy and a bit of a coward sometimes, but he was strong and brave when he needed to be, and he cared about me a lot. Most times, he wouldn't talk about himself, but would always focus the conversation around me whenever we saw each other. I didn't know what he did for a living, since he was around 26 now that I was 18, like if he had a job
Ib Chapter 3The statue immediately charged after Ib, throwing it's hands up trying to reach out for her. Ib turned and ran towards the door to the narrow corridor with the endless ditch and paintings bridge. Ib ran until she saw the portrait laying on the ground. She turned her head to see where the statue was still chasing her, just a few meters away. Ib ran across the painting again, and this time it caved through and made a hole. Ib's foot was caught in the hole, and the statue was still gaining in on her. She pulled her foot out, ripping the remaining parts of the canvas for the Ant's self-portrait. The statue stepped though the hole of the portrait, immediately crashing down onto the ground. It's arms was holding on for their dear life, trying to pull the rest of itself out of the hole. It was too late, and the statue with the portrait fell down into the hole, which was apparently not endless, as Ib heard a dull thud as the statue and portrait hit the bottom of the pit.Ib Chapter 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ib walked out of the r
[Ib Fanfiction] All But Not[Ib Fanfiction] All But Not2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"...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
New Friendship (Aya and Ib)"Hi, my name's Aya."New Friendship (Aya and Ib)2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"...My name's Ib."
"That's a weird name..."
"So is Aya."
"Well, I never... Um... How old are you?"
"Really? So am I!"
"You don't talk much, do you?"
"I'm taking that as no..."
Aya sighed at the girl in front of her. She really did not know what to say. The girl was completely quiet and showed no emotion. She was a bit... Boring. She had pretty eyes, though. Aya had never seen such a color before. They were blood red and it made Aya cringe a bit. 'Blood red just like Father's blood...' She thought, bitterly.
Ib stared right back at the other girl. She had nothing to say to her. She was a bit odd, though. 'That's a pretty big bow...' She thought, smiling to herself in her head.
Aya saw a small smile dance on Ib's lips. The girl felt her own facial expression turn happy. Aya tilted her head at the girl. "So, why did Maria want us to meet?" She asked.
Ib shrugged. "I don't know... Garry told me that you and I have a lot of things in common..."
Sick and Twisted (One-Sided Garry X Ib)The world does not need people like me.Sick and Twisted (One-Sided Garry X Ib)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"People like me" meaning people in love with someone nine years younger than you. What kind of sick person would fall in love with a child?
I have fallen for Ib.
I can not help myself, though. I love her.
She is beautiful and so silent and mysterious. I wonder what she thinks of every day. What emotions she hides behind those blood, red, emotionless eyes that she owns.
What does she feel?
I will never know.
I know it is wrong and sick and just forbidden in general.
I can not help myself.
She is caring, kind, and I know for a fact that she's a brave kid. She is not afraid of anything.
Well, not that I know of.
Her hair is beautiful. It flows perfectly. It falls to her shoulders and I know that she does not think she is pretty. I want to tell her she is beautiful and does not compare to anyone.
She does not think so. She thinks that Mary is way more beautiful.
Mary is beautiful.
Mary is a painting, though. She is supposed to be b
Ib: A Promise of Reunion."Garry?" Ib asked, her voice growing smaller. She gazed up at the taller boy with those large, brown eyes that forced sorrow into Garry's heart. He was a sucker for those innocent eyes of hers. She had yet to even part with his hand as she clung to it hopefully.Ib: A Promise of Reunion.1 year ago in Romance More Like This
He looked back over his shoulder slowly, wisps of lavender hair blocking his right eye from Ib's view as always, but she thought what she could see of his face was..strangely perfect. His vivid, blue eye gleamed with happiness as it blinked under her soft gaze. Such beauty from a boy, Ib thought, and wondered why she felt so awe-struck by someone like him.
Garry smiled with ease, and knelt by Ib on his long legs. "Yes, Ib?"
She felt her cheeks flush with a tinsy bit of red as she spoke, like they did when she was scolded by her mother over the silliest of things, or when she stumbled over her own shoes in public. But Ib managed to force the words from her delicate lips with the last of
Ib - Memories Crannies - IntroductionIntroductionIb - Memories Crannies - Introduction2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ever since the visit at that gallery there seemed to be something different in her. For one, there had been a lemon candy in her pocket. Considering she hated those, it was very unlikely that she should find one in her pocket. She didn't always hate them; but they now appeared to install a sense of despair in her. Then came the fact that she couldn't look at a rose without watering it and cried if she saw a wilted one; red roses too but especially blue ones. And when she had suddenly had a craving for macaroons, to say that her parents looked at her strangely was the understatement of the year. Among these, were other bizarre happenings: she rapidly grew a fond passion for the outdoors and the sun, which she seemed to think, may disappear; she absolutely hated all crayons and she had a particular disliking for palette knifes. Not that there was much occasion to use one. The Guertena gallery had certainly established a mountain of questions in her mind that
Ib Halloween - Halloween at Guertena's CastleIb Halloween - Halloween at Guertena's Castle2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a cold Halloween night in Guertena’s castle. The moon was full and hung up in the dark, starless sky. The atmosphere was quite peaceful and qui—
“What’s wrong Mary?” Ib asked with a worried look on her face.
Mary was to handle the cooking for tonight’s Halloween party. It had always been a tradition in the castle to hold one annually in honor of Master Guertena’s late wife. Today, though, Guertena was out of the country to do some business, so he left the preparations to his young witch apprentices: Ib and Mary.
“I-I-I tried to hurry the baking up by doubling the temperature but it ended up getting burnt,” Mary said with a glum face.
“You do know that it never works that way,” Ib scolded.
“I-I just miscalculated. That’s all!!”
Ib gave out a sigh.
“Well, we still have five more hours until midnight. Don’t you think you should start the baking all over again
Marry Me? (Ib X Garry)"Garry…?" Ib's soft voice awoke Garry from his daydream of Ib as a little kitty.Marry Me? (Ib X Garry)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Ib giggled when Garry's cheeks turned a bright pink and muttered a, "Sorry…" For not paying attention to the young girl. In his defense, Ib definitely would look cute with cat ears and a tail. Aw, and then she would purr so cutely and-
He shook his head to snap out of his day dream and he looked at the small brunette again.
The two were currently seated at a bench in the local park. Ib’s parents had met Garry and granted him permission a couple of months ago to take their daughter out to the park or to get ice cream every once in a while or when the young girl's parents would go out for the day, they would ask Garry to watch the little brunette.
Garry had agreed very quickly to the offer since he loved to be around the little girl. She truly was a mysterious person. Over the months of the two going to the park and getting ice cream with each other, Ib and Garry learn