Wrote this with the help of P-bodylover100. Edited a great deal of it so that it could fit with this AU. Space Core/Wheatley WARNING: M/M sex and fluff.

There is no longer a reason, and maybe there never was one. She still doesn't care.

The night is young, and so is she. Yet her guardian gives her no comfort, and sends her back into the darkness she woke from. One-shot.

The unlucky and morally dubious tale of how Wheatley came to be in charge of the lives of many people.

The test is over, and nothing is burning yet.

Moments after being freed from Aperture, Chell meets a strange man with a briefcase. [ONESHOT]

Chell tells Wheatley not to eat the cake she had made. Does he listen? Well, what do you think? This is my FIRST ever story, so go a bit easy on me.

GLaDOS did much more to Chell than just try to kill her. Drabbley oneshot.

Every Sunday evening, Chell and Wheatley bake together. / Light Chelley with core Wheatley. Plot segment, not a complete story. Universe continued in 'Digital Influenza'.

This is my first fanfic so I hope it's not too bad.. this is sort of a follow-up to the ending of Portal 2. Later on there might be a few spoilers but oh well. I know the ending is bad but I'm working on the storyline of Chapter 3. Hope you like!

They come from humble beginnings—a waitress, a gas station attendant. But science draws them together, and only science will tear them apart. Before Aperture Science there was Aperture Fixtures, a company built on the hopes and dreams of Cave and Caroline. This is a story of those beginnings. Caveline. Two-shot.

When money gets tight at Aperture, Science must prevail at any cost. Any employees refusing to test will be required to contribute in other ways. Three employees and an intern have no choice but to wait for their time to come. The last moments of one's life in Aperture never hold any comfort. (inspired by tumblr user wolveswithhats's artwork)

Ingredients: 1 c. of Crazy 1 c. of Murder 1 c. of Funny 1 c. of Friendship 1 c. of Humor DIrections: Mix, bake at 375 for 1 hour, take out, and you've got a crazy story right there, ladies and gentlemen. Warning: May contain violence, so if you're allergic DO NOT READ! Flames used to make hot dogs and smores.

OMG, so I got bored in Spanish class. I started writing a simple story in basic spanish, then put it into Google Translate just for fun. This is the result.

A simple creepy pasta about portal.

And you are an excellent test subject. - Set after the end of JenovaII's Hell or High Water.

She ends with every blink. - Rated T for death, blood and somewhat graphic descriptions.

Following the point of view of the defective turret that is used as the new template in the control room before and after you catch it. It's not the happiest turret there is.

After crashing back to earth, Wheatley is found. [ONESHOT]

I was playing Portal 2 with a friend, and the strangest thing happened, one that I cannot forget even today. MY FIRST CREEPYPASTA, PLEASE DO NOT HATE.

Many different one-shots based on different songs. Whilst listening to one song, I write out a one-shot to Portal! Enjoy :)

All throughout her first run of tests at Aperture Laboratories, Chell never spoke a word to GLaDOS. That was because she'd figured out early on that, when faced with a psychotic AI who wants nothing more that to kill you, silence is always the best policy. Drabble.

Human!Wheatley AU. Wheatley has a nightmare, and Chell comforts him. Lots of fluff. Reviews will be appreciated.

Chell n'a pas laissé Wheatley dériver dans l'espace. Durant ce temps, les réacteurs du centre de recherche menacent de lâcher, poussant GLaDOS à trouver des moyens radicaux pour survivre, allant en l'encontre même des ses codes. Le monde a changé. Et eux aussi, au fil du temps. Contiendra du Chelley et peut-être du P-body/Atlas. En pause

She wants this test subject to die, just like all the others...or does She? End of Portal 1, GLaDOS's POV.