The Hour of Joy was meant to end every single worker at Playtime Co. Except one. The Prototype lost some memories during the transition through the cursed initiative, but he remembered one person. One person who was always there for him. His Angel. Now, 10 years later. They're finally returning to the same factory that tore them apart. (Angel has they/them pronouns. The gender is up to the reader.) Poppy Playtime belongs to MOB Entertainment.

You've always have had a creepy smile, and it doesn't help that you have these scars on your face now.... It doesn't matter though, you're fine with it, and he's happy too... Simple Gaster X Reader fic, I hope everyone enjoys!

This is a rewrite of a story I already wrote on here. I have gotten better at writing since I made that book. This version also makes more sense to my book crazy Gaster x reader part 2.

OLD AND BADLY WRITTEN THE REWRITE IS POSTED ALREADY DISCLAIMER: The god figure created in this fanfic is purely fictional. He is purposefully made to be prideful and cruel and is not supposed to represent any god. I am religious myself and I did not intend to attack anyones believes with this book. An angel. Sign of hope for humans, yet a nightmare for monsters. Powerful, skilled and...beautiful. But what happens when one rebels against the cruelty towards monsters? What happens when she's banished to the underground, only with wings as a painful reminder of who she once was. What if she's found by the Royal Scientist? What if the nightmare every monster is scared about, is just as broken as they are? And what if she'd find something she would never imagine she'd find in the underground...love? *Cover edited by me. The pictures used in the story belong to their original creators. If any of them aren't okay with them being used, I'll take them down* Started: 21.12.2018 Ended: 22.08.2021 09.03.2019-Number 1 in gaster! 07.02.2020- Number 7 in undertale! 25.02.2020- Number 4 in undertale! 15.04.2020- Number 1 in undertale! 11.10.2020- Number 1 in papyrus! 03.06.2021- Number 80 in fanfiction!

"What's that look for? Are you perhaps unhappy to see me?" "Oh no. Oh no, quite the contrary, my love. I've craved to be with you for the longest time" ***** You were sure that you would have captured a Monster, at all costs. But were you sure that you would have captured not a Monster's body, but a Monster's heart? ***** The Barrier is broken • Frisk has saved the Monsters • But not all things went according to plan . . . . ...... It is renowned that Frisk fell into the Underground. They spared everyone, they had [Mercy] for everyone. In the end, they have chosen to be an ambassador for monsters, to represent them in front of all the other humans. Frisk was full of [Mercy]. But the humans weren't as merciful as them. Humans completely forgot about Monsters, and now they had to deal with what they considered an ancient enemy, despite the Monsters' friendly intentions. What will Monsters do, if they suddenly are persecuted by Humans? Will they seek help? Will they search for old friends? ... Was it reality? Or was it a true living Hell? Things always went according to plan, so why? This time, why did it have to end like this? You are a spy, working for the most powerful secret Organisation of the Human Government. Your job is to find your targets and bring them back at the Organisation, but if you have the order to, then you have to kill them. This time however...you underestimated the enemy. ***** The new plan was quite simple: bringing him back in exchange for your freedom. Falling in love with him was not part of the deal though. ********* Word count: 110.473 Cover by Earth Garden on tumblr!!

A collection of one shots between you and the man who speaks in hands. Some will be long, some will be short, some will be happy, some will be angsty, some will be fluffy, some will be smutty. I will write for certain AU's, but don't be offended if I ask for an explanation of the AU you request, I don't know them all. I take requests.

A young woman/man named Y/N L/N gets invited to Sir Billiams masquerade ball, they are happy but something is off about the place and the butterflies they gets in their stomach when they talk to Sir Billiam or his butler. [COMPLETED]

Male readers are also okay. But! I disallow: 1. CP OC x CP 2. Yaoi CP x CP or Male! CP x Male! Reader (I quite disfavour Yaoi and Yuri) 3. Yuri CP x CP or Fem! CP x Female! Reader 4. CP x CP 5. Lemon (Because I suck at it) 6. OCs x CP 7. Creature! CPs x Fem. Reader and CPs x Creature! Fem. Reader (cuz it's immature and makes me look like some crazy, stupid fangirl) Only features: Male! CPs x Fem! Readers and Fem! CPs x Male! Readers. Don't req the ones I prohibit you guys, even if you did req in this book I won't do it. But I'll maybe make a book about those 5 so have high hopes, people! Sorry, but it's my taste. Every creepypastas will be yanderes. But if you want non-yanderes is also okay. I can't do lemon, but might have some fluff so warning! And bad words. FANMADE! CREEPYPATAS DON'T BELONG TO ME, CREDITS TO THE RESPECTFUL OWNERS. PICTURES USED AREN'T MINE, BELONG TO THE RESPECTFUL ARTISTS. Proper warning sign : 1. Might contain fluff 2. Bad words 3. Might have depressing things 4. Maybe gory? We'll see...

(DO NOT COPY!) I feel the pressure upon my back as i'm forced upon the tree, my heart racing as i confront my opponent... no... it cant be... "Miss me?" He hisses with an eerie voice, sending my hair to stand on end and a chill rundown my spine "I'm not finished with you...besides, we aren't even... are we?" His grip upon my neck tightens causing my airways to get cut off from the rest of my body... "F-For what?!" I gasp with the remaining air filled in my lungs The dark aroma surrounding him only grows along with the pain upon me and panic rises within me as he pulls my hands away from my neck, the only thing separating me from life and death. I barely make out his figure loom close to my face as my my vision becomes blurred... "You broke my heart..." he hisses and looks away from me slowly before returning his gaze "...So i shall brake yours" he gives a small laugh and raises an arm before me "AND YOU SHALL FEEL MY PAIN!" he finishes and lunges the arm towards me, my eyes filled with despair and fear...

The memory of his voice echoes across the canopy, scattering into painful shards of laugher, of warm whispers by your ear on dark nights, of snatches of song on those precious Saturdays spent together. You weep, as those lost moments wash over you. You weep, as the pine needles kiss your knees where you fall. You weep, as a heavy arm falls around your shoulders, pulling you into his embrace. You weep, even as he murmurs that it will all be alright, because already you are beginning to believe him. - - - - - A grieving sibling, mired in their own tragic memories. A starving parasite, seeking a new tale on which to feed. Together, they... Get into some bad stuff. Probably a vent fic, I guess.