Thatsnotmyneighbour Stories

Nobody thought that 'That's not Francis' would get a sequel but here it is, with Marika being haunted by her past and her delusions catching up to her, she now has to learn even more about herself and who the hell she's actually married to. But that's by far not her biggest issue, because her life is quickly turning into a nightmare.

Working a 9-5 job isn't that fun. But as a doorman in 1955, it's key for survival. Even though doppelgängers are infiltrating everywhere, working like this is required. Pay isn't high, but Nate has no choice. But when another doorman comes to join him, something's... different about them. And Nate's the only one who sees it...

Fandoms I do: Among Us Logic Splatoon That's Not My Neighbour Numberjacks Cats are Liquid Nihilumbra

(a That's Not My Neighbor fanfic/oneshot. Also available on AO3) The doorman (reader is gender neutral, that's just the term they use in the game) is worn down, it's plain to see. But a surprise guest on a cigarette break is there to make it all the better...

- It's February 1955. You're on your way to the apartment complex the D.D.D assigned you to guard. The bitter, winter air bites at your flesh and whistles through the clothes that were supposed to protect you. You consider going back home to put on more layers but before you can, the milkman interrupts his daily run and offers you his jacket. - Art creds- @chivviy

(THIS IS A CRACKSHIP!! CHARACTERS WHO AREN'T IN THE SAME UNIVERSE OR DONT KNOW EACHOTHER!!)+(THIS STORY IS MORE HUMORISTIC! SHOULDN'T BE TAKEN THAT SERIOUSLY!) (CRACKSHIP Clay Puppington X Francis Mosses)

Just the daily life of your average doorman. It's 1955 and of course we've got man-eating doppelganger problem, probably man-made in my opinion, but the issue is it's MY job to make sure no one dies if I make the wrong call. Wow. No pressure. I seriously hope I get some kind of award for this.

"I wanna talk tonight." - Oasis ©️youregirlgf_

When the new nightclub singer moves into the apartment complex and makes friends with all of the neighbors, their attention is suddenly caught by 1 man in particular: the quiet mysterious milkman. 🥛~ Also, this is the original artist for the cover, pls go check them out!! https://twitter.com/DH4MP7R/status/1774116788235808969?s=19

If you've seen my TikTok, you'd know I have a concept mode for That's Not My Neighbor called Modern Day Mode. Basically it's the same game that takes place in the modern day. This fic is to list off the characters and their ID and Entry Request info. Basically what I didn't share on TikTok. I don't really know what else to say so enjoy fam.

- It's 1955. Despite your duty to stay alert through your door security shift, the cold makes it difficult to focus on anything but it. Just before you can take a sip of coffee to wake you up, another person pushes their entry request and id card through the slit in your office. You look up. He'd definitely convince you to stay awake a while more. - Art creds- @chivviy on tiktok

Silly little oneshots about everybody's favourite milkman! "That's not my neighbour" and characters mentioned from the game are not mine!!!

18+ story about Francis mosses for simps

Y/N a 19 year old university student finds herself stuck in a building filled with her neighbours or doppelganger?

Marika Nowakis is a young woman who was found as the last surviving person of the biggest Doppelgänger incident of 1954. The D.D.D. rescued her and granted her shelter. In exchange she has to work as the doorwoman for an apartment complex with many people and many secrets. Her one job is to not let any Doppelgängers in. That would mean death. For everyone. Or maybe not? Hahahaha.. haha... ha you didn't hear that. Her one job is to keep everyone safe and hopefully get to know her neighbours well. She will. A bit too well maybe. But keep it professional, no flirting here. If she still does, she should be good at keeping it a secret. Let's hope none of the Doppelgängers fall in love with her and none of her neighbours reveal their dark backstories. After all, everything is fine here, is it?