(Nightmare!Sans x reader) May I write out Story?

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 1- ℌ𝔬𝔪𝔢?

𝒲𝑒𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝒾𝑔𝑔𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓃𝑔𝑒 𝓎𝑒𝓉. 𝒲𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝒻𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈. 𝒪𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒, 𝐼'𝓂 𝓃𝑜 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒻𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒷𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝓁𝓊𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇:

* 𝟤𝟢𝟢𝟢+ 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈

* 𝒰𝓅𝒹𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓉 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒶 𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓀/𝒯𝓌𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒾𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓈𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃𝓈

* 𝐵𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓅𝒽𝑒𝓂𝓎

* 𝒮𝑒𝓍𝓊𝒶𝓁 𝓈𝒸𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓈

* 𝒜𝒷𝓊𝓈𝑒/𝒜𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓃𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉

* 𝑔𝑜𝓇𝑒 (Maybe)

𝐼 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝒻𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇, 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒯𝒲 (𝒯𝓇𝒾𝑔𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈) 𝒜𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒶𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓅𝒽 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈.

𝒲𝑒𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓉𝑜 𝒟𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓃 𝐼𝓈𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹,

𝒮𝒾𝑔𝓃𝑒𝒹, 𝒩.𝒟𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓃

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(!TW Abuse, abandoned and death!)

>>Chapter 1- Home?<<

The feeling that was screaming within my body was so intoxicating and nerve wracking. My blood was pulsing quickly through my heart, keeping the beat of it higher than normal. This was it. The crisp envelope was here, in my very hands and this, was deciding my future.

"Open it little one, you've been biting your finger nails all week for this very moment." I turned to face my only relative-as I favoured him the most. A soft smile captured his slightly crooked teeth that never failed to shine so white. Small pricks of a salty tear had gathered into my eyes. I would be crying hysterically if I didn't feel the comfort and support that radiated off him. My lower lip slowly quivered and caught the old man's attention. He laughed a quiet tune and walked towards me, his arms wrapping around my frame as I was pulled into his chest. The scent of a cigar lingered through his clothing as well as the spice of a herb that many had chose to smoke within the hard times. "My sweet, sweet, sweet grand child. I promise you, no matter what happens, you are not a failure of any sorts. But I think you indeed captured the attention of them and your book will be sold."

I forced a strained laugh out as I close my eyes, the prick of a tear falling along my cheeks and down my jaw line. "Thank you grandfather. Thank you." I whispered softly as I clung a little tighter on him, the envelope being squished between my fingers. It was moments like these I treasured the most. I knew the old man didn't have long left but I also knew it was time I did let go off him.