Mad Father: Nurse AyaDio felt the liquids pour from his eye although his free hand kept a strong hold on it. He couldn't help having his wound seep through the cracks in his hand, but it was his fault he approached the madman's daughter - his intent on gaining her trust- by the wishes of her mother.Mad Father: Nurse Aya3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Was that why he was alive? Just to help a little girl? He couldn't tell the future, but he knew the Doctor would not be lasting long anytime soon. The lighter in his pocket grew heavier, like lead, each time he approached that one fateful room where it all began:
He was a corpse, as always, but he couldn't move. It was impossible for him to have a conscience either, but he could remember it as easily as his own nick-name given by the other walking corpses who shared his fate. The girl whisked away something in her palms, but he couldn't tell with his one eye. She stopped, her pale face turned and her blue eyes shone with fear.
She ran off and he didn't see her until an hour later she returned with a bundle of b
Ib - He Didn't KnowColdness overcame him. Garry had no choice but to lay down as Ib moved forward, a fragment of the very essence of his life snatched away with each time an eerily kind voice would sing. Loves me, Loves me not. Loves me, Loves me not.Ib - He Didn't Know3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Of course he heard the voice. Garry listened to each petal of his magic blue rose fall, floating to the ground as his life wilted with the flower. He had once hoped that Ib might have been able to rescue him, but soon he became aware of how fragile his consciousness was becoming and how soon he would slip into darkness.
Garry wanted only the best for Ib, the cute, fun little girl he had only met that afternoon. In his last moments when the last shining blue petal fell and Mary sounded off a final, blissful Loves me as a cheer of victory Garry had only wished that Ib had made it home safely after all they had been through at this horror show of an art museum and that Mary would stay as far away from the sweet girl as possible. Bli
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.Promise- Ib/Garry fanfiction3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"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
Promise of ReunionPromise of Reunion4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Promise of Reunion...Finale...
Make a wish Ib.
Come Ib, make a wish
"Make a wish Ib!"
"Yay! Happy birthday! Wish wish wish~!"
Ib stared at the flickering candles, they looked at her as if they were actually staring at her. The fire, it burned her eyes, as if they were peeking into her soul some how. They reminded her of everything she had lost, everything she had yet to gain why did Ib think so deeply about the silliest of things? Why did she care so much?
She took in a deep breath, and closed her eyes. She felt like she was underwater in the deep blue.
'I wish I wish that'
Ib blew out the candles with a small smile, and looked around as everyone clapped for her. Of course Ami had to ask "What'd you wish for~?"
"I'm not saying anything." Ib hummed lightly and couldn't help but giggle, and Ami giggled in return "Aw, but Ib~"
"If I told you... it wouldn't come true."
Wishes were serious business.
Right after, the cake was sliced and
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-3 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
Liebesleid Chapter 5 (Ib fanfiction)It's so dark...so very dark. He knows for sure he's dead, but he can still hear the beating of his concrete heart against his steel ribs, taut skin stretched across metal framework.Liebesleid Chapter 5 (Ib fanfiction)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She's not here. The darkness slides away as he blinks with non-existent eyelids and sucks in a breath with quicksand-filled lungs.
This world is empty. There is no Ivonne waiting for him with open arms and a warm smile. Nothing but blankness, miles and miles of empty, empty loneliness.
It's too much.
The realization that he is forever trapped in a cage of his own design- he can only watch numbly as he sinks to his iron knees, acidic tears burning holes into his eyes, his hands.
Over the endless decades, he gets accustomed to it. Watching as his artwork takes on a life of its own, devouring people, spitting them back out if they are indigestible.
Behind carnivorous, candy-colored bars consisting of mannequins and lady fingers, he can only dream pointlessly.
Until they arrive. A tiny, crimso
Ib All Alone - Oneshot'One of us holds something special to you. Can you find it?'Ib All Alone - Oneshot4 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
Memories CranniesMemories Crannies4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Memories Crannies...Part One...
It impacted her life forever. Life had been the slowest ever since.
No one understood
"Isn't it great, Ib? We get to graduate soon!"
One of her friends seemed terribly excited about their high school graduation. It would be happening in less than two weeks, and seniors would even be allowed to leave school a week early to prepare for the graduation ceremony that would take place in the following week. It was quite hectic for all the seniors of the school, of course for teachers as well, but with everything coming up in a few days, there was a serious need to think and plot about ones future or who they would become.
Ib's friend, Ami, wanted to become a doctor, was accepted to a great college in a far away state, and already had scholarships and full paid grants for her tuition. She was strangely smart for someone so bubbly and... un-focused?
She reminded her of someone...
Someone she wished she could forget.
Forgotten PortraitForgotten Portrait4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Forgotten Portrait...Part Three...
"It is now my pleasure to present the graduating class of 2010 of Mormington Academy!"
Everyone stood up and applauded, and Ib couldn't help but smile as her eyes surfed the crowds of people. She wished she was standing next to Ami, but they were set up in alphabetical order, so she couldn't stand beside her without ruining the order of things.
Never ruin destiny.
Ib found her parents, her grandparents and her aunt. She waved quickly at them, and somehow that signaled the students to hoot and cheer as they tossed up their hats. Ib simply did the same, letting her hair down and she threw up her hat. It would be a nuisance to find later, but she didn't care. She wanted to try and be happy.
She just wanted to find her happiness.
As all the hats fell down, time seemed to slow as Ib and the rest of the students started to leave and exit. It would be the typical thing, of standing outside to take pictures... receive gifts and hugs from
Puppet (Mary's theme) - Ib lyricsWelcome to my world that's painted with sadnessPuppet (Mary's theme) - Ib lyrics3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
There's no light of sun There you can't hear any sound at all
Here I'm waiting silently for you, father
Why you were so cruel to left poor Mary alone?
Please take me away, I desperately promise to be a good girl, to be worthy of your love
I don't need the paint books, the dolls and the dresses,
Just tell me, why you've left your pictures and gone?
Who are you, stranger with a red rose in your hand
I liked you from the first sight, I wanna be your friend, Let's play
I've never asked for this place that's called my home,
But hope, you will be staying with me until the end
Please, don't be scared of me I'm a good girl
I just want to be with you to forget my sorrow
I'm tired of being the puppet of this world
Oh, tell me, why do you want to go with this man?
Is he your true knight in the shining armor?
Who'll sacrifice himself just for your sake with no fear But then
Why he resembles the one, who created
Ib All AloneIb All Alone4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ib All Alone...Part Two...
She had an extra invitation.
They were given six invitations, to invite whoever they wanted to their ceremony, friends, family, anyone.
Ib's mother wanted to invite her grandparents, as well as her aunt and uncle but Ib told her that she was only given five tickets, since they had run out
But in truth, Ib wanted to make sure, just in case, that there was an extra on hand.
...He didn't know what school she went to.
Ib stood in front of her bedroom mirror...the mirror was cracked and broken.
The mirror had been attacked a few years ago when she suffered a fit of rage. A fearful moment where she thought she would be sucked into her own reflection, she would be trapped and in an alternate world. She thought she wouldn't be able to escape HE wasn't there with her without him, she felt that she couldn't escape anything... Her mary-jane had been tossed at the mirror in an attempt to free herself from imaginary bind
Six Trillion Years and Overnight StorySix Trillion Years and Overnight StorySix Trillion Years and Overnight Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once a upon a time and place unknown
Lived a boy forgot and left all alone
No one knew what he could do or of this fairy tale
The girl whimpered as she was roughly shoved into a cell. She was no more than a child, though she didn’t know exactly how old she was.
All she knew right now was that her mother had given her to these men, and they weren’t very nice. They had hit her, hurt her, more than her mother had - the dark haired woman had mainly ignored her unwanted daughter, but when she was angry, she had only yelled at her. She’d never actually hit her. So when these men did - it was a surprise, a shock, and they only hit her again if she cried.
“You’ll do as you’re told, or you’ll have something else coming for you. Do not talk back, do what you’re told when you’re told, and do. Not. Talk. To. The. Others.”
She nodded, biting back a whimper and struggling to wipe the tear
Thief!Spain x Reader Like a Thief in the Night (3)Thief!Spain x Reader Like a Thief in the Night (3)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
AUTHOR NOTE: During this time Spain and Italy and partially England (and therefore you) are mainly Catholics, and church would have been a definite go on a Sundays.
“Senorita ____, it’s time to get up! Or you’ll miss church!” There was the cursed sound of the wooden shutters of your window being thrown open and the horrendous glare of the early morning Sunday sun. You growled and yanked the covers over your head to try and block the light from penetrating your sleepy eyes that remained firmly screwed shut.
“Come now Senorita ____,” Ruiz, one of Marianne’s family’s maids pulled the covers from your unsuspecting hands, “there is a bath ready for you and Lopez is making breakfast.”
You had arrived in Barcelona late last night after a strenuous two day carriage ride from your home in Madrid
Hetalia Host Club Episode 1 Part 1Only those with excellent social standing and those from filthy rich families are lucky enough to spend their time here at the elite private school, Hetalia Gauken Academy. The Hetalia Host Club is where the school's handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as Gauken Academy's elegant playground for the super-rich and beautiful.Hetalia Host Club Episode 1 Part 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Starting today, you are a Host!" Part 1
Since Gauken Academy was a school only for the richest of students, it would be hard to believe that an "average Joe" person attended this fancy academy. She went by the name of ______ Łukasiewicz. ______ was a very smart and bright young lady. She aced every test and homework assignment with flying colors. She even insisted on doing all of the enrollment papers on her own without anyone’s help. Her cross-dressing father, Feliks Łukasiewicz saw much potential in her and was completely swept away with happiness
- Ib - Reunited - Chpt 2 -I awoke in my bedroom, I look around frantically.- Ib - Reunited - Chpt 2 -3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Where's Garry?! It can't be... he can't go already...
"Garry!" I scream his name several times. My parents rush in to calm me down. After a while they left. I look around my bedroom and walk to my desk and stare at my rose sitting still in the vase which was on my desk. I open my notebook and see something new written inside.
"Let's meet again Ib; I'll be waiting near the old gallery."
It's 5 pm... I wonder if Garry is still there.
I change my clothes. Pulled on a coat and put on a hat. I leave my room as it is and make my way downstairs and out the door. As I walk to the gallery I keep stopping and staring at things that have my reflection. I fix my hair and see if I look appealing.
I wonder if I look like a child still to Garry...
continuing on I see a tall man with light purple hair sitting on a bench beside the gallery. In an instant I have my arms wrap around him.
"Garry! I missed you so much!" I
Ib - Final Goodbye Ib was not entirely certain where she was. Of course, ever since she had fallen into this sadistic world of horror and made-believe, the brunette girl seemed to ALWAYS be doubtful of her surroundings. But the place she had now fallen into was beyond even her imagination – the walls looked as if they were clumsily drawn by crayon and the dark floor was covered in colorful illustrations a sadistic child might scribble on with a crayon. Rubbing the soon-to-be bruise on her head, she glanced up – the sky above her was just a wide stretch of black and darkness. The last thing she had remembered was peering into a lousily crayon-drawn toy box with her companion, Garry. The next thing she knew, she was toppling headfirst into the humongous toy box, falling into a world of darkness….blackness…..Ib - Final Goodbye3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Now that she had awoken, she could carefully examine and inspect the place she had awoken in. Other than the erratic crayon sketches that filled the floor and the walls, various objects suc
Love in Unusual Places Spain/Fem Romano unoLove in Unusual Places Spain/Fem Romano uno4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Love isn't always the easiest thing to find, and sometimes, I shows up where you least expect it. Admitting it though, is harder than finding it, especially for Katirina Vargas, a teacher with a history of pushing others away. Antonio Carriedo however, has no problems admitting it, getting his Italian to accept him however, is more difficult than he ever imagined.
"Ve sorella! I made a lunch for you!"
"Shut the hell up! I'm trying to get ready!"
Feliciano chuckled, expecting such an answer from his older twin sister. She had always been the fiery twin, which is why when she came home one day about two years prior smiling he was worried. His worry soon turned to thinly veiled shock when she informed him she had gotten a job as a day care teacher at the local private school.
He'd smiled and congradgulated her, but internally he couldn't help wondering how long she'd last. To his surprise and happiness after two years she was still teaching, and seemed to love it and the children.
Rabbit - [Yandere!Yuuya Kizami x Reader] Part 1Rabbit - [Yandere!Yuuya Kizami x Reader] Part 11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
‘Drip, drip, drip, drip…’
The distant sound of persistent water filled your dark consciousness, the swirling mass of shadows that was your mind seeming to brighten if only slightly by the recognition of a sound. Your thoughts struggled to surface from the abyss of ebony, a dull feeling of pain from somewhere on your body seeming to lull you back into the far depths of sleep. Finally, with more effort than you had thought, you managed to complete a thought.
The booming echo of thunder seemed to consume your entire world of blackness, the deafening sound answering your thoughts post haste. The sound, in most circumstances, would have frightened you. However, in your state of semi-consciousness, it only served as the straw that broke the camel’s back.
Your train of thought came back to you abruptly, causing you to let out a light groan as the once dull pain resonating through your body suddenly became prominent. Your