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PuppetDark night. Stars and the moon were covered with the clouds and the streetlights weren't lit up, so the only thing to make the city lighter were lamps that shined through the windows, but it was so weak it barely did anything. A cold wind blew through the city and it made a weeping sound, a little bit like a whistle.Puppet by TheHellHoudArt
Garry moved from one gravestone to another. Finally he found what he was looking for. He knelt in front of two gravestones, that were next to each other. He put his hand of one of them, and put a rose on another. He sighed. Tears started rolling down his eyes.
- G-Garry? - He heard a familiar voice. He turned around.
- Ib?! - He saw his old friend. He hasn't seen her since the last months... Accident.
They ran up to each other and Garry gave her a bear-hug. They started talking, when Garry realized it was past midnight.
- Ib. What are you doing here? - He asked.
- Oh... I... My friends challenged me to spend a night here and I agreed.
- Your parents just let you go?
Understanding Mary (IB ENDING SPOILER sorta)No one will understand me. No matter how much I try, I can never get out. And now because of my determination, I am burning, being left to die. It’s so painful… I never wanted this place to be my home. I was just a puppet of this world… the youngest of all the paintings… I did nothing wrong. I only wanted to find my father, and be with him. I remember the days when he created me. Each stroke was gentle, and precise. When my upper body was created, I would urge him on from this world, sitting in my canvas as he painted. My canvas is the only thing that reminds me of him and now it’s being burned. I was alone and misunderstood. When he disappeared after finishing me… I was heartbroken; he had left me alone with no one to play with.Understanding Mary (IB ENDING SPOILER sorta) by KyomiHikaru
It hurts so much, being burned. I watch Ib and Garry from the flames. I thought she had promised me we’d be friends. I guess I was wrong, and now it has resulted in my burning. What did I do to make her hate me so
Ib fanmadeIn one grey sky day I went to the gallery I wanted to go alone see it all, and it was what I did, until I found myself right in front of a strange painting and before I know it I was alone in a gallery where a minute ago it was full of people, I was so confuse and scared when I heard a voice calling my name, the voice brought me to a exposition with a fish, it was one abyss , where I fall inside it, finding a beautiful red rose, almost too beautiful to be real, I went looking for the exit passing by paintings of red ladies and headless statues, following me or better say chasing me, while running away from a painting I found a guy with a little key on his hand, I took it and searched for the room belonged to that key, inside there was a blue lady taking one by one the petals of the beautiful blue rose, I dont´t remember how but but I took it away and give the rose to the taller boy, he introduced to me, he´s name was Garry, and went the rest (let´s cal it )journIb fanmade by brunaalex13
Ib x Garry My Savior Cht. 1Ib x Garry My Savior Cht. 1 by poseypie
Loneliness. That is one word that tore through Ib's mind. She had been wandering in this horror-filled museum for weeks, yet she was surprised that she was still alive. Ib leaned against a wall, exhaustion gripping her pathetic body. She had many thoughts running in her head, and they were bad and painful ones: The paintings, the mannequins, the pain, Mary's betrayal, and the worst part is that Gary is no longer with her. Her eyes were brimmed with tears as she thought about Gary. Gary was her only comfort, and she missed him, however, she saw him when she was about to escape, but he disappeared. Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. She hasn't been eaten anything for weeks and she was growing skinnier and skinnier by each day. Not caring about her hunger, Ib carried on walking. There was no lady paintings or headless mannequins so far, but she was horrified when she saw a Lady in Red painting
IbxGarry Fanfic - Something called LOVE - Ch 9Chapter 9 - Ib and the testIbxGarry Fanfic - Something called LOVE - Ch 9 by Elsa3
Ib is nervous over a test that might change her life. Miss Connor tells her to ask a certain purplehaired gentleman for help.
Ib age: 17
Garry age: 26
"But Miss Connor..." Ib gave her teacher a serious look.
"Ib, don't worry. I'm sure you'll do fine."
Ib sighed. "But I don't have a model. And this will decide my final grade!"
"Ib, I'm sure you'll think of something." She smiled to Ib.
"You think so?"
"I know so."
Ib smiled to her teacher. "I guess you're right. I shouldn't stress about a full portrait painting that will decide my future!" She smiled, but it faded within seconds. "I'm so doomed..."
"You know... I know a person that might be helpful for this..." Her teacher placed her hand on Ibs shoulder.
"You know a model?" Ib looked up.
"No, something much better."
"Ah, I'm almost finished with my new collection~" I stood up from my sewing-machine, admiring my months of work. "This is so exiting. I can't wait until my first fashion show~"
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