#gf backrooms au

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Backrooms Fiddlesix AU? Anyone??

Where ~30y/o Ford and Fidds get stuck in the backrooms and slowly go crazy!! (og backrooms. None of these ‘levels’ or monsters or whatever)

More details under the cut, (It sorta got away from me so now I guess I'm writing a backrooms AU fic)

With no one else for company, they both start going a bit mad just looking at the same yellow tinged wallpaper for miles and miles in every direction. After a good few weeks months of being stuck in this place, they’ve made a little camp site set up in one corner of a particularly large hallway that neither of them stray too far from for fear of losing the only person they have for the time being here.

One night (day? Who knows. It’s not like there are any windows) when Ford has gotten to sleep, he has a dream where he meets a particularly cheerful yellow triangle; and what a nice break from the hollow melancholic monotony that’s become so commonplace over the past few months this little guy is. So it’s an extra great surprise when he starts to hear that same cheerful almost physically warming voice in his wake too! He finally has someone else to talk to! Won’t Fidds be just ecstatic to know they’re not as alone as they thought? But maybe it’d be nice to keep this a secret, just for a bit. After all, it’s been so long since Ford has had anything that’s just his. For months now, everything they have they’ve shared for the sake of surviving in this neverchanging hell. It’d be nice to have somethingone just for himself. Just a few more days. Then he’ll tell his friend. Just a few days longer…

Fiddleford has started to notice a strange change in his companion in the past couple of weeks. Sure, over the months they’d slowly become more reserved, both attempting to come to grips with the reality of their situation. They’d begun to run out of fresh conversation topics; their silences growing more and more stretched by the day. But Ford isn’t silent. More and more often Fidds has come back to their home (yes, home. That’s what our little staked out hallway has become to us. At least, he thinks it’s ‘us’) after his usual walk up and down the marked halls only to hear his partner talking just beyond the walls.

At first he didn’t think much of it. Just Ford trying to pass the time, fill the eerie, stale silence of the air, mumbling to himself maybe some memories of his childhood. Lord knows Fidds has done the same recently, why else would he insist on so many walks alone?

As the days go on, he starts to catch full sentences as he nears home. Sometimes even small bits of soft laughter. Gosh, he hasn’t heard that sound since probably week 2 of this prison! It never lasts, however. Without fail, just before Fidds steps around the corner of their hallway, Ford falls silent; almost as eerily as their constant surroundings. He’s begun to grow worried about his friend.

There have been a few times recently when —and Fiddleford isn’t proud to admit this — on his way back home, he’d be sure to stay extra quiet, lingering right next to the wall, trying to catch some longer glimpses of his partner’s conversations (because that is what they are he’s realised. Excited, if not frantic, muttering followed by stretches of silence that somehow seem so different from their own; like Ford is hanging onto every unheard word, before jumping back to action with his own follow up remark). Who is he talking to? Fidds is yet to ask him this, of course. He fears the answer will only prove his suspicions; his only friend, only company, the only other person in this repetitive hellhole, is succumbing to madness. And Fiddleford dreads the thought of what would become of either of them then.

The one-sided conversations started off fine enough. He’s often heard Ford waxing poetic about a summer night’s breeze, constellations he once spent hours gazing at, or the dreams he had has of sailing the world one day. A couple of times he’s even caught Ford recounting old stories from college; these are often accompanied by a warm, hearty chuckle. Fiddleford has found himself smiling an awful lot more frequently whenever his partner would bring those memories up.

As the weeks continued, Fiddleford’s concern continues to grow heavier. The soft muttering which once had him holding his breath to make out, had turned to a perfectly regular volume as if speaking to someone across from him in a private room. It’s as if Ford wanted him to hear. But of course, that couldn’t be true. Because as soon as he’d round the corner of their home his partner would cease his speech (sometimes mid word!), immediately seeming on edge; so unlike the sound of his jovial voice not seconds before. He seems… jumpy… Scared… Secretive. Like he’s trying to hide this from Fiddleford. Obviously, he is. But why? They’d agreed to not keep things from each other. For both their sake's. They’re all the other has anymore. Why would he feel the need to hide from him? Does he know of Fiddleford’s concern for his mental state and wishes to not worry him more? If that’s the case, his progressively failing efforts are not doing him any favours.

Eventually it stops being a secret. They’ll be sitting together quietly, serving their food, and Ford would just… Speak. A completely nonsensical sentence with no prior context. And if Fiddleford didn’t know any better he’d assume he were the one going mad.

“Whas’at”

“Hm? Oh nothing, nothing… sorry.”

And what is he meant to say to that? It’s okay? It most certainly ain’t okay!

Even as Fiddleford feels himself losing it over the prospect of losing his only friend to this… sickness, he doesn’t bring it up. Ford certainly doesn’t seem as jumpy whenever he shows up in his line of sight anymore. So, Fidds rationalises, it must be okay. It has to be.

Until it’s definitely not. Until Fiddleford hears a half conversation on his walk home that makes his bones freeze, and his skin crawl with with the whispers of bad bad bad.

He’s not unused to hearing Ford speak of himself with his… — Fiddleford’s never put a name to it — but never like this. He’s never heard Ford question the 'necessity' of having him around. The 'usefulness' of his only true companion in this lonely world they’ve found themselves in for… how long now? (They’d drawn up a calendar on the wall at home, yet he can’t seem to recall the last time he’d cared to check it) Surely about a year at this point. Without the other, they’d both certainly have gone mad in this time. Maybe to an extent they already have. No. They have gone mad. It’s no matter of ‘maybe’. This isolation. This loss of time. These dang hollering overheard conversations! At least Fidds is still sane enough to recognise the signs. They need each other. He’s been stupid to let his partner fall this far into the horror of his head alone.

From now on his partner can’t hide this from him. He needs help. And by god is he gonna get it.

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This has basically turned into a rough fic prologue. I have more planned that I’m not bothered to write out at the moment. I might fancy it up and post it to ao3 later too. If you bothered to read all this tho, thanks, please talk to me about it. It’s driving me insane thinking about them!!

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Haha, they’re gonna fucking die

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Had an idea for a Backrooms themed GF au.

Ford joins the MEG after college and quickly works his way to becoming a lead explorer. His goal in exploring the backrooms is to both discover the nature of it, and to find Stanley, who he suspects fell into it years earlier, not long after getting kicked out. Fiddleford doesn’t work for MEG, but Ford pulled strings to get him invited as a guest explorer/technology consultation expert. Fords exploration team is full of the best MEG employees he knows…. Who all are secretly crazy and worship a parrot.

Let’s see if he can find his brother and get out alive!

[somany-fandoms-solittle-time]

In A Sentimental Mood: A Ruggie/Yuu Oneshot

Some quick Housekeeping! This was originally meant to be a song-fic but the only time I remembered to/felt inspired to write was nearly the middle of the night (as writers do lol) so I didn’t have enough mental energy to splice the lyrics together into the story. Instead, I listened to the song on repeat while writing, like, HALF of the fic but I thought it was cute enough to fit the vibes. The narrator's voice and descriptions were hard to keep consistent as well as concise, but whatever. I don’t think I properly matched Ruggie’s speech pattern but I think it’s close enough to ‘random, working class teenager’ for now.

Also! It’s an X Yuu but I’m pretty sure I used all GN! Pronouns so please feel free to read it as an X Reader (who’s the Ramshackle Perfect). It felt kinda awkward to not describe the character or use open descriptors (like Y/N, HC, etc.) but feel free to add any notes or styles to try out for an open reader audience. Honestly feel free to comment or message any feedback lol! I don’t have a beta reader atm (I might ask either my gf or my IRL friend who’s also into TWST) but it could be fun to have a random stranger react to my writing so they’re disconnected from personal feelings and whatnot.

 I have a fic introducing my oc a little interacting with the Pop Music Club, but it’s making out to be longer than expected so between writing for my own AU/ocs story I’ll be posting cute lil song-fics as well as crackhead interactions lol! Maybe a few headcanons as well. I’m not sure if I would have ever actually started writing fanfics (or writing in general) instead of simply daydreaming about it if it wasn’t for @twst-beam and @krenenbaker , so a quick dedication for them for lowkey lighting a fire under my ass. Not only have you opened the creative floodgates, but actually gave me the motivation to actually TRY and put it into action. Anyway…. ON TO THE STORY BITCHES!!! ENJOY THE THE SWEET HYENA BOY (who weirdly looks exactly like my Boyfriend, lol) AND COME REALISH IN THE CHAOS~

In A Sentimental Mood:

A Ruggie/Yuu one-shot

It had been a long day. Scratch that–it had been the longest year of Ruggie Bucchi and Yuu’s life! However, there was something especially trying these last 24 hours. Maybe it had something to do with how this was the first day off the both had (that lined up) in w e e k s and they STILL BOTH got called in to run some nonsensical errand. Or maybe it’s because when the First Year Squad were supposed to be babysitting Grim the entire first floor of Ramshackle got absolutely trashed. 

Something about stupid bets, idiotic magic competition, and a prolonged chase. Afterwards, Rugs and Yuu had to help clean up! The aftermath of the wreckage was too much for the Hodge Podge group of freshmen.

What really topped the day off was the mission impossible scheme the couple failed to pull off. Originally, the two were simply planning to “borrow” on one Leonas (numerous) credit cards while the latter was passed out for an all-expenses-paid date out. It’s not like they were about to rob the second prince blind! Just a few trips to their usual thrifting stops, maybe hassle with a local boutique and then some semi-fancy free grub. 

Instead they got caught two shops in when they decided to grab some food before being totally weighed down by paper shopping bags. Since they had a later start, Yuu suggested getting dinner to the new uppity wine-and-dine.

“C’mon Rugs~ When are we gonna have another chance to dine like Kings? And on a Royal Dime at that!” they foolishly (but successfully) tempted the poor Hyena into a little more Mischievous than the two realized.

Too bad their Dinner Date got cut short from one of the waiters recognizing the Sunset Savannah Royal Seal on Leona’s card. It took an hour and a half of being corralled into a backroom, 3 ominous threats of calling the police, snarky back talk and just general arguing before Leona strutted into the Restaurant and vouched for his underclassmen. Seeing the lazy Lion not only WAKE UP, but come off campus was a bit of a surprise for the thief couple. 

What wasn’t as surprising was his smug, diva face while declaring that they would need to pay him back for disturbing his nap. After hasty, and admittedly sheepish, promises to the Prince, he collected his missing card and strutted back to campus. Luckily, he was secretly a bit of a softy towards his unofficial Vice and the magicless Perfect that saved his life (and probably his status for not ratting him out to his older brother). It’s safe to say while making the switch a decent stack of Thaumarks was placed in Ruggie’s wallet.

So yeah, in a word, the day had been a bit of a shitshow. A clusterfuck of misfortunate events (and if it weren’t for Leona, Yuu and Ruggie would not only be in some kind of jail but also flat broke). 

But finally–finally–this hardworking hyena Beastman and the Ramshackle Perfect were about to have some peace and quiet! A moment for just the two of them. A small, precious moment late at night. After the longest night of their collective lives, the two were able to cuddle up and appreciate what they had. Even if all they had was encompassed by long, tiring days and horrendous luck… and having the bend to the whims of some of the brattiest Divas of NRC.

Regardless, this time isn’t about them. It’s about Ruggie Bucchi and Yuu enjoying what left they had of their day off, Damnnit!  

“Ya’ know,” Yuu hummed into where their face was buried for max comfort; Ruggie’s chest. “Today wasn’t a total bust.”

Ruggie snickered sarcastically as his left hand paused its petting motion through his significant other’s hair. He was clearly only humoring his lover's thought process, yet paying attention all the same.

“I’m just saying it wasn’t a total loss,” they began to half-jokingly argue, “I still got to spend the day with you. Besides, you gotta admit it was pretty funny watching that stupid manager’s annoying face drop when Prince Grumpy strutted in all pissy!”

“Shee Shee Shee! Fair enough, Sugar! Good thing he didn’t realize Leona’s always cranky… or that His Majesty~ was mostly just pissed he had to wake up.” Ruggie answered playfully.

“It was kinda sweet of him for letting us, mostly, off the hook though. He even let us keep our goodies along with that sneaky bonus,” Yuu mentioned while lazily motioning towards the small mound of shopping bags and the miscellaneous items inside.

“Pleeeease~ He probably spends more on a single earring than we did with his card and cash combined,” Rugs pouted enviously. To emphasize his pout, he completely encircled Yuu with his arms and clutched them tightly. He was hanging onto them tighter than a swiped snack from the cafeteria on Doughnut day.

“I don’t know,” his partner giggled in response, “Leona’s been such a softy lately… but his whole dark and brooding reputation gets in the way a bit.”

“Dark and brooding?” Ruggie snorted, “Dunno if Leona’s habits of lyin’ around counts as dark and brooding.”

Yuu tried to suppress their elated smirk at feeling the slight tremor of quiet laughter. “True, that’s more of Mal’s stick isn’t it? Angsty and depressed?”

“Nahhh, that’s Idia’s thing! Also, I still can’t wrap my head ‘round you calling Malleus by some nickname.” His laughter died down as he scrunched his nose at the thought of his partner so buddy-buddy with one of Twisted Wonderland’s most powerful mages. And a crown Prince… with servants and castles and-

“You do realize that Malleus is like a GIANT kid right? I mean, yeah he’s some super powerful wizard-”

“Mage!”

“...whatever. He’s an absolute beast when it comes to magic and whatnot, but he’s got this whole ‘homeschooled only child’ vibe going on and honestly? It’s a little pathetic, in a cute stray way.”

Ruggie didn’t really know how to feel about his partner’s revelation. On one hand, he knew they were just friends and had befriended each other longer before Yuu realized Malleus’ status. That didn’t necessarily make it any easier to cover up the inherent inferiority or the slight unsettling fear. Good thing they didn’t feel the usual pressure of this world’s social ladder… but that doesn’t mean they won’t start worrying if he stayed lost in thought for too long.

“.......what was your world like for you to turn out so weird?” 

“Hey!”

Ruggie continued to laugh, but it came out a little bit strained. Yuu finally glanced up in order to catch a glimpse of their boyfriend’s adorable pout.  His lightly scrunched eyebrows and the way his ears seemed to fold-in on themselves made him look like a grumpy puppy. Absurdly cute, but clearly bothered, and they both had had such a long day t wouldn’t be right not to cheer him back up!

“Oh, c’mere!” the Perfect said through teasing giggles as they flipped Ruggie over to switch positions.

Rugs was currently (and quite contently) snuggled face first into his lover's chest; enjoying the sound of their heartbeat along with the comfortable extra cushioning. His arms reached slightly down to wrap around their waist snuggly as the two pairs of legs naturally crisscrossed at the joints. The moment he fully relaxed was when Yuu started to softly pet his bushy hair and scratch along the base of his ears.

Pure Heaven.

“Were you getting grumpy because I kept mentioning Leona and Malleus?” the Perfect lovingly taunted now that he was trapped and attacked (with euphoric head scratches) in his weak spot. Truly, an idiots mirage of paradise.

“C’mon Sweet Cheeks! Ya Couldn’t’ve least let me keep my pride?” Rugs whined, quickly going back to frowning deeply but unable to hold it for long. There was no chance in all of Twisted Wonderland he could stay “upset” while his precious Dandelion Fluff’s fingers softly caressed his sensitive ears. At least he could cover-up the way he melted, burying himself further into their figure. Luckily, Yuu was already squeezing him closure with a burst of affection,

“Don’t worry, my silly Hyena, the only one I was focused on today was you. The only one I wanted to spend time with was you. And the only person I think of from dawn till dusk, and dream about the whole night through, will always be you, Ruggie Bucchi.” Yuu declared playfully, then slowly breathlessly serious with a sappy amount of affection as they watched Ruggie's tail wave faster and faster.

“Shee shee shee,” Rugs bashfully replied, “where did all that come from outta nowhere?”

Yuu wistfully sighed, “I guess I’m just in a sentimental mood.”

The two shared some playful hushed whispers until Ruggie had to turn his head to hide a yawn. His attempt was futile however, as Yuu caught it–but instead of teasing him over it they simply snuggled him closer and quietly sang an old, sweet crooner love song from their home world. Despite the long day, it felt blissfully short as the two peacefully drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. 

[darby-drabbles]

Vamp AU updates from Darla’s visit so I remember all the good stuff but also I’m too excited not to share but doubt I’ll cram it all into the next drawing’s description:

Evelyn, Octavius, Ricky & Tatiana are all vampires in the AU now, while Avery and Nicki are now part of the AU as humans! Ricky n Tatiana belong to @duck-n-clover​!

Evelyn owns a goth nightclub/bar, with a secret (“secret”?) vampire underground scene, Ricky and Tatiana work there as well. Besides having to do a lot of important owner and manager tasks, she prefers to bartend more than anything. The club is occupied with 3 tiers, I guess. Humans who just like the vibe (they r valid), humans aware of the vampire community (usually wearing a subtle but unique accessory indicating if they're dtf/dtb(e bitten)) and of course the vampires themselves! Often marked with a blacklight stamp granting them into a vamp exclusive or vamp feeding zone! They may bring a human or unstamped guest into The Zone if they'd like, provided they know what they’re getting into. There’s another small room off of that featuring snacks, healthy drinks, and comfortable lounge furniture if any companions start to feel weak from the blood loss. The bar has a signature bright red cherry drink, to easily write off any possible stains or spills that could happen, though it’s usually dark enough in there and the crowd majority probably tends to wear black clothes.

Our vamps can transform into bats and also have an unrelated animal form they can transform into, though Evelyn just prefers to be a bat. She never really settled into one that feels right so jumps around, usually between common animals that won’t seem out of place. Dogs, cats and birds mostly. I don’t know when exactly she was turned but she stays very up to date on modern times, although she still sleeps in an old fashioned coffin when it’s not necessary. Is it just aesthetics? Or a reminder of when she was first made! A bit of both, most likely. Can’t stand sunlight for long, and isn’t really apart of a coven. She spends enough time around so many other vampires that it isn’t really a desire for her, though it’s true that she loves her friends and staff quite dearly.

Ricky is the entertainment/hostess buzzing around the club to make sure everyone is having a good time. However, she’s also a little goblin who may take a shiny piece of jewelry here n there, so, watch out. ;) Her animal form would be a squirrel. Can tolerate and indulges in human foods more than the average vamp. Tatiana is the security, and her animal form is a deer.

Evelyn meeting the whole crew because of the club isn’t really a surprise.. but I was trying to think what would make them so special to befriend out of all the other vamp covens she’d meet! I think what will end up happening is a little on the sad side but it’ll be fine.. Andre used to be in a no good spooky coven who Kinda left him for dead, then Levi Izzy & Lucky take him in and care for him, helping him get better slowly but surely. One night someone from his old coven comes back to the area, recognizes Andre at the bar as one of them and demands he come back. (Andre’s “branded” with a particular recognizable scar.)

Andre’s obviously upset and doesn’t want to, which makes the other guy mad. This of course draws attention, and it’s really not the ideal situation in the first place, but especially with some regular humans around. So while Tatiana does her job and tries to stop a fight and escort the bad coven out Evelyn also steps in to try and get the upset Andre to calm down, too. She takes him to a backroom until someone can come to take him home and they end up talking a lot while Andre vents about what happened. Evelyn blacklists a few vamps, and stays in touch with Andre n gives him special treatment next time he’s at the bar ‘cause boy has he been through a lot in this one. They are... buddies now.

Octavius was made some time vaguely between Andre and Nate/Kriss, but again, not 100% decided there. Was probably part of the navy at some point. Works at an aquarium now, just like in the regular universe. Can be out in the sun for stretches of time, long enough to get to work and retreat into the darker undersea exhibits for most of his shift without getting too drained of energy. Tries to keep up with the latest technology but looses himself for a bit and is always a little behind with things. Met Andre at the club and shares a bite to eat (*winks*) with him. (They were both thirsting after the same guy and his blood, is what I mean.) Andre’s a bit territorial? but eventually softens enough to get familiar with Tavey, bringing him back to the Vamp House to meet and befriend the rest of the mix n match. His favorite animals are of course octopuses... but you can’t always swing that transformation, so he defaults to a mastiff dog sometimes!

Avery is Andre’s human familiar, helpin him with daytime tasks n things. Kinda helps the whole mix n match if they needed anything but most of them can tolerate the sun for at least a little bit of time. Avery is just fine not becoming a vampire, seems like a messy life. Just picked it up as an odd job at some point! They definitely met the gang after Nathan and Kriss get turned, and maybe even close to when Nico was born!

Haven’t thought of Nicki’s role too much but she’s gfs with Evelyn still and might work at the bar as well. Definitely knows they’re all vampires, don’t worry!

[babyspooks]

Ok so I’m reviving this au. Shane and Ryan as parents to teen Sally and her gf all go to a haunted location. And Sally and her gf dress up in time period clothing and Sally is a skeptic and her gf is a believer and they play fight and tease each other all the time and dance around while this is supposed to be a serious filmed series and Ryan and Shane are LITERAL hearteyes for them because they remind them so much of when they were a new couple and sbsklsjdkfn

I’m trynna revive myself these days, I sound so mad and unmotivated all the time

“Holy shit!” Sally wheezes, pointing towards her girlfriend, Izzy. “You look ridiculous!” The smaller girl scoffs, “says you! We’re both wearing weird old people clothes, dipshit.” Shane lets out a chuckle and Ryan huffs, “c’mon girls, you’re wearing these for a reason, it’s gonna be a good season for the boogara’s!” “Fuck yeah!” Izzy laughs, high-fiving Ryan while giving the finger to Sally. “It’s okay, sweetie,” Shane defends, pulling Sally into his arms. “They’re just mad ‘cause they can’t seem to find any ghouls.”

The group of four set up cameras around the location, continuing to joke around despite how ‘serious’ the whole ‘ghost hunting’ thing was supposed to be. Shane’s just proud Sally had taken in his footsteps, not believing in ghosts and ironically falling in love with someone who does. He sees himself within her, and he sees Izzy as her Ryan. It’s probably the one thing the couple can agree on, watching as the two teenagers run around and dance through the halls. They tease each other and muck around just as much as Shane and Ryan used to back in the day. As much as they still do now.

They’d done it all before. The shoving, the dancing, the teasing. Even the making out in some crappy backroom, where they’d get caught and make up some horrific lie.