I don't get many chances to write so please these will take a while ok. No lemons. Plus I take requests okay guys thanks.

I found a lot of this none of this pictures,drawing,comics are mine

This is my opinion ok! So don't judge cuz I will ignore it completely!

[Disclaimer that this book is very old nd poorly written, please keep that in mind!] You were shy. You were small. You were picked on. You were told you weren't tall enough. You were hurt. Physically and mentally. He wanted a pet. He wanted someone who wasn't his brother. He wanted someone to talk to. He wanted a purpose. He wanted you... {If you are reading this story on any platform other than Wattpad, you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe form, please go to Wattpad. Thank you.} [EDIT: I am now aware of the plot errors in this story, but this book will never be edited nor re-written, so I kindly ask you to stop commenting about them.] ~Achievements~ ~ #1 in #Alphys ~ ~ #1 in #Fell ~ ~ #1 in #Underfell ~ ~ #3 in #Flowey ~ ~ #1 in #Fellsans ~ ~ #3 in #Underfellsans ~ ~ #1 in #Mettaton ~ ~ #1 in #Papyrus ~

My name is (y/n) and I'm 17 years old. I go to high school, but not a normal one. This school is full of monsters! What will happen when the young (y/n) meets the pun loving skeleton, Sans? Will she fall for his charming puns or will she turn his soul to dust? ------------------------------------------------ Please let me know of any grammar or spelling mistakes. :) I do not own Undertale. All rights go to respective parties.

☆ (Y/N) was just a regular girl living in a regular town. Well, maybe she wasn't the most normal girl, but she usually acted like she was. But then, one day, a new student came to her highschool. (Y/N) thought that they'd probably be pretty good friends, because he seemed like he wasn't normal either; but what (Y/N) didn't expect, was that they would ever be M o r e T h a n F r i e n d s ☆

Just a one shot between you and a skeleington. :)

Chorophobia, from the Greek word choro meaning "to dance," is an irrational fear of dancing or anything resembling dancing, even of watching others do it. This is not a very good fear to have when everyone you know is a dancer. This is not a very good fear to have when the only way to survive... is to dance. ((I'll try to keep it gender neutral!!))