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The moment she noticed her handler forgot to lock the small room behind him, she wasted no time making a run for it. There's only one problem though. She had no clue where she was. Surrounded by endless trees she was stripped of having any sense of direction but that didn't stop her motives. The girl began her journey and ran for what felt like hours, stumbling upon a small abandoned home camouflaged deep in the woods. No second thoughts, she took shelter. Soon it's discovered that the home was indeed not abandoned, but already claimed by someone. He studied her from the corner of the room as she stood there, oblivious to his presence... **WARNING** -ABUSE MENTIONED -SEXUAL EXPLOITATION / TRAFFICKING -SOME EXPLICIT DESCRIPTIONS MAY TRIGGER PEOPLE -18+ MATURE CHAPTERS FAR AHEAD ;))

Is there such a thing as soulmates?

"If you're not careful and you noclip out of reality in the wrong areas, you'll end up in the Backrooms, where it's nothing but the stink of old moist carpet, the madness of mono-yellow, the endless background noise of fluorescent lights at maximum hum-buzz, and approximately six hundred million square miles of randomly segmented empty rooms to be trapped in God save you if you hear something wandering around nearby, because it sure as hell has heard you.." TW: Backrooms This is the story of how 3 people have unfortunately gotten stuck inside, and never got back out human ever again. Jun 10: 🌠1k reads🌠 August 26: #1 In the backrooms tag!! Nov 28: #1 In Weirdcore tag along with 2k reads!! Feb 10, 2022 : 3k reads!! 💜 Feb 12,2022 : #1 in Ocbackstory! Jun 5, 2022 : 4k reads! 🎉

A happy childhood, a so-so adolescence. Then adulthood arrived, and everything went to hell. And by everything, I mean it. Grown-up life is truly a wonderful, dazzling adventure! A job that drains your soul, stripping away any will to live while fueling a more or less justified homicidal instinct; depression knocking at the door with a lovely bouquet of red roses; and, last but not least, the remnants of a social life buried somewhere under my shoes. Not the ones I'm wearing now; those are slippers, big difference. I mean the other ones. The ones in the cabinet that I haven't touched in five years. Love can be destructive. It catches you, ensnares you, devours you, and if you're unlucky enough, it leaves you standing in nothing but your underwear before reducing you to ashes. I had made peace with my "and she lived single, forever unhappy but safe" fate. A house, one, four, eight, maybe twenty cats-to meet expectations-and a future as flat as a heart monitor that's given up the ghost. No joys, minimal suffering, because there's only so much a heart can take before it calls it quits. And honestly? Fuck it, I'd been through enough. ... But he changed everything. In the worst, most terrifying way possible. From this abyss, I may never climb back out.

After the Fun War all partypoopers vanished into the Promised Land. The problem appeared when one of them accidently noclipped straight into the Funrooms, with no way back. POSSIBLE TWs: -blood , gore (it should be obvious tho) -PTSD/other mental struggles //////// dedication to all desperate people (like me) who wanted to but couldn't find anything longer or completed about partygoer and/or partypooper. you're welcome. important note (or not) -it's QUEERPLATONIC not romantic because i said so. also it's not really focused on that aspect STOP COMPLAINING!!! -partygoer and partypooper are both nonbinary because im also nonbinary and i also said so -It's all going to be written in Partypoopers POV -im going to ignore a lot of canon stuff. for example partygoers won't entirely loose their memories after being "infected" and they aren't 100% completely aggressive and unstoppable in the funrooms. -my grammar will probably suck bc english is my second language ============================== most impresive rankings: #2 in #backrooms ~ 14.11.2022 #1 in #Partypooper ~ 14.11.2022 #1 in #Partygoer ~ 16.11.2022 #1 in #backrooms ~ 22.11.2022 <3 ============================== started: 04.11.2022 finished: 26.11.2023

!SLOW UPDATES DUE TO MY LAZY ASS! Ye, welcome to some random sh*t I thought of making, request your doors ships. I can also write x Reader if you want. RULES: No Smut/Lemon. Sh*t's disgusting. No Timothy. Bro's a spider. No Snare. Bro's a goddamn bear trap. No April fool's entities because I dunno how to write stories for them cuz I'm Stoopid. Please no AU's, like Child!Reader or Autistic! Reader. I have no idea how to do this (No offense) No (romantic) polycules. It's too confusing to write for me. Have fun reading this trash can of mine, I guess. Inspired by @SoftSilkCloud and @Thinking_of_name 's doors books and some doors OneShot books out there /-----/-----/-----/-----/ Best achievements so far: ↓2024↓ N° 3 in rooms (April 28th) N° 1 in curious light (May 20th) N° 39 in eyes (May 20th) N° 3 in I'm Lazy (April 19th) ↓2025↓ N° 2 in Halt (February 24th) N° 1 in DoorsxReader (February 24th) N° 4 in Ambush (February 24th) N° 4 in Screech (February 24th) N° 10 in Seek (April 27th) N° 2 in Guiding Light (April 27th) N° 12 in Doors (April 27th)

This is fan fiction of if my Backrooms OC or Character meet some characters from another fan fiction I've read which was made by lapis_zarzyk so check them out Warning: there might be cussing/swearing, and violence Note: -The POV will switch between Vil and The Partystarter from time to time -both Vil and the Partystarter are Agender despite how Vil look -both Vil and the Partystarter uses They/Them -Vil is Aroace and The Partystarter is Pan ace -If there are any ships in this fan fiction they are all platonic -I'm using Lapis_zarzyk's head canon on the partygoers Also all the art in this book and the cover I drew them myself, so if there is any art that I didn't draw I'll give credit to who it came from

------------------------------------------------------------ There are new objects in meeple that work for Cobs which seem to act different, they keep saying that they don't know how they got there. Why wouldn't they remember that? Mephone4 at first just brushes it off but then he starts getting suspicious and tries to find whats Cobs secret. Then something unexpected and traumatizing happens, leaving Mephone scared, he doesn't know if he should tell someone or not... Why don't the objects remember anything? Where did Cobs find them? What is Cobs doing with them? What's the thing that Mephone4 finds? Will he tell anybody? All those questions and even more will be answered in future chapters! ^^ ------------------------------------------------------------ Btw all art from the fanfic is mine, the covers and others!

So, this is my first fanfic...a Tord x reader! You will be a girl in this story, sorry. Cussing and such will occasionally happen here. Also, I might forget to update at times, sorry again, I don't have that good a memory. Anyways, actual description now... Your older brother sent you to your new house, a house with four roomates. One laid back, one childish, one grumpy, and one...mysterious. The mystery and charm of him has caught your eye...could you be attracted to him...? Hope ya like it! Enjoy, my shrubs!

There are things out there... that redefines the fabric of our very existence! Deep down, beneath reality itself, exists a realm-like no other. And if you're not careful, and you no-clip out of reality in the wrong areas, you'll end up in the Backrooms, where it's nothing but the stink of old moist carpet, the madness of mono-yellow the endless background noise of fluorescent lights at maximum hum-buzz and approximately, six hundred million square miles of randomly segmented empty rooms. God save you if you heard something wandering around nearby, because it sure as hell heard you! #Based on Kane Pixels Backrooms. And Fancy Games (Escape the Backrooms) #Written by Mister E Person