Weirdcore Stories

After loss tore her world apart, Raine Dyer vanished into the forest living in a forgotten cottage. There, beneath the canopy's twilight glow, she stumbles upon an ancient clay statue hidden among the roots. From that moment on, dreams bleed into reality. Whispers follow her. Shadows shift. And the forest remembers more than it should. A haunting tale of loss, isolation, and the secrets buried beneath moonlit soil.

A short story about Grace Grain in a grey world

English version of my book The story of Elias, a boy forced into religion who found a strange, gloomy but also nostalgic and colorful world.

FOLLOW DA BOIS Day, Hollow, and Kaligo as they hunt horrifying Analog horror inspired monsters. THEY TRAVEL THROUGHOUT UNIVERES, MAKE LOTS OF JOKES, AND FUCK UP, (BUT NOT TOO BAD PROBABLY). THEY SHALL END THE WOR- WELL, TRY TO SAVE THE WORLD, AND MEET NEW BUDDIES (Lilly and Orian) WHO MAY OR MAY NOT DIE A FEW TIMES, YIPPIE.

Your beloved Microsoft computer is your entire world. Literally. You've been sucked inside and transported to a world where all your favourite apps and software live. Will you ever be able to leave? Just a story you can read if you want to know more about my ocs :)

The real Hikaru disappeared a month ago. In the real world, the summer humidity is suffocating. The police have stopped calling. The missing flyers pinned to the telephone poles are curling at the edges, bleeding ink under the heavy rain. His shoes are still in the entryway. His bicycle is still chained outside the convenience store. But Hikaru himself is completely gone-wiped clean from the physical world, leaving behind an empty room and a decade of unrequited human grief. Then, the server loaded. Desperate for a single scrap of his best friend's presence, Yoshiki boots up their private Minecraft realm, only to find the standard game mechanics completely rewritten. And sitting in the console logs is a conscious, reality-warping anomaly calling itself [SERVER]. It uses Hikaru's voice, speaking with Hikaru's exact cheery, toothy voice. But it isn't a normal computer glitch, and it isn't the boy Yoshiki used to walk home with from school. It is an omniscient, deeply devoted digital entity born directly from the bleeding data arrays of Yoshiki's hidden heartbreak. For two years, it sat in the unrendered dark chunks of the seed, recording every secret sign of affection Yoshiki hid in the walls, growing resentful of the human boy who was too blind to see it. Faced with a choice between a cold reality full of empty seats and a beautiful, binary prison tailored explicitly to cherish his heart, Yoshiki doesn't run away. He serves his devotion up on a silver platter. As the entity begins to override his operating systems, script his physical morning protocols, and eventually force the air in his bedroom to carry a tangible, biological warmth, the line between hardware and flesh dissolves completely. Yoshiki would happily trading his humanity, his family, and his future; controlled willingly by 'Hikaru' with loving warmth of an entity that loved him. Deeply. Yes, this was inspired by ThatMob's YouTube video with Verity, hehe.

Fenwick leaves The Agency with nothing but a coat, a lighter, and the ache he's been pretending he doesn't feel. New Carthage swallows him whole-neon haze, rain‑heavy air, and the kind of loneliness that settles into bone. He isn't running toward anything; he's running away from Delia, from the echo of her feathers brushing past him, from the warmth he couldn't let himself keep. But the city has a way of collecting the bruised, and Fenwick finds himself in a dim office above Marty's bar, a place quiet enough for regret to breathe. Delia arrives not as a lover, not as a plea, but as a force of will. She brings T.O.N.I.A.-not the flickering prototype from the lab, but a fully awakened creation she saved in the last act of a love she'll never confess. Her lie to The Agency becomes her sacrifice, and her sacrifice becomes Fenwick's inheritance. T.O.N.I.A. steps into his life with bright eyes, steady voice, and a purpose Delia carved into her: protect him, guide him, keep him alive in a world that has already taken too much. What follows is the beginning of Fenwick's strange new life. A detective he never meant to become. A case that spirals from infidelity into espionage. A bar full of misfits-Zibby's chaos, Marty's quiet wisdom, the neon glow that never quite sleeps. And threaded through it all is Delia: her grief, her distance, her quiet strength as she watches him from the edges of the world she once hoped they'd share. This chapter is the story of inheritance-of what Fenwick receives when Delia can no longer stay, of the creation she gives him instead of herself, and of the fragile, growing bond between a broken man and the machine built to understand him. It is a chapter of neon secrets, emotional residue, found family, and the first steps toward the future TONIA was always meant to shape.

This is a book containing stories revolving around the world of The Amazing Digital Circus! In this one-shot book, you'll find: 1. Ships 2. Reader inserts 3. Fandom crossovers With all that being said, I hope you enjoy these little scenarios!

why do i feel like this.

rah rah ooh la la roma ma ma ma ma gaga ooh la la

A book based off of a Discord server. Invite: https://discord.gg/ESEKQwud

Uhh...Hi! This is a story in the liminal space universe or smth... It has my ocs, which I will include descriptions of in the first few chapters/when they first appear so we have no spoilers. LGBTQ+ warning, and most of the characters are either non-binary or female cause' I can't draw mennn *sobs* Anyways, hope you enjoy!

I'll create a backrooms level and share it there

Yeetus

None of the experiences in this story are real

Your little sister has been missing for a while now, it's been a week and 4 days. You've been counting. You've been having weird dreams lately You saw people, but with inanimate objects, body parts (Eyes, mouths, teeth, ect), or animals for heads. Some other people were also humanoid, but with something wrong. Eerily tall, melting, not having some sort of facial feature, or having too many of them. The environments were weird too. Large mushrooms, eyes watching you in the distance, dark places that feel off (Abandoned play places, dark hospital rooms, ect), places that feel like they would appear in a dream, anything similar. Everything has been, for lack of a better word, Weird. The people in your dreams have been friendly enough, other creatures, not so much. Some want to help, Others want to hinder. Even then. It feels like each dream brings you somewhere. It seems each has a clue. Whether it's a specific phrase, a familiar item, or something else... there's always something significant in those dreams. And it brings you closer to finding her. But there is also something in the dreams.. It doesn't seem to want you to wake up . . .

She doesn't know who she is. She doesn't know where she is. With darkness surrounding her, she follows the only path she sees, to try and understand what happened to her, and find out where she is supposed to go. IMPORTANT NOTE: THIS STORY IS NOT AI GENERATED! I'm Brazilian and English is my second language, and the dialogue in Brazilian books are written with em-dashes. I hate AI and will never use it for my writing, and this note is meant to clarify that.

hola pequeña criatura de internet, ¿Sabes que es el PixelMossCore? , ven conmigo , te voy a enseñar un nuevo estilo , un nuevo mundo en el que nadie es rechazado .

Each one of you is put into this strange place and no one but you can understand why. (?) You can relax and enjoy while you still can but... you know you shouldn't be staying there for too long or else... 👁️

a lovely asylum in a separate universe called the void. everything is fine, the patients are happy, you are not allowed outside the gate. however, eza has come with cami and eza is disturbing the peace. fuck the description is cringe asylum concept: voidkin asylum, roblox