This is a story about Lust and Horror. This story is the least known love story, so I'm going to share it with you...

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.

(This is a prequel of Abyss Sans' story, focusing on Ink Sans' POV, before Ink had met Abyss himself.) "You heroes claimed that you fight for justice, and that you fight to do what is right in the end, because you claim yourselves to be awesome and unrivaled, as well as the only heroes that this Remnant needs. And yet...here you are, treating me like trash, always agonizing and abusing me for your fun, acting sadistic like the villains you fight. It has become a pleasure at hurting me, as well as the fact that you lie with stories to gain the trust of civilians. And yet...I wasn't any better. In my moment to prove to myself that I am good, there was a selfless prayer that I made to show everyone the light, and it revealed the truth harshly...by getting countless amount of civilians killed. I may have shamed you false heroes, you liars...but I have also shamed myself, because of this prayer that I had made, which made the normal people suffer for this prayer that I alone made. I will no longer fail the civilians anymore, as well as the worlds beyond this Remnant. I will play my role correctly. I maybe soulless, and my emotions may be artificial...but it will not stop me from doing what I should do. But I...I will not do this alone. I am afraid to be alone. I cannot do this alone, can never do this solo. I will have other people with me to help me in this. People that are genuinely heroic and honest in nature, and people that don't care about fame. For I...Ink, and the creators that I work for, we will stop at nothing to make sure that everyone is protected by all of us. And we will stop at nothing no matter what. My old home may be blank and forever lost...but the new one that I live in...it will not be lost. And more importantly, it will not be forgotten. Because I will be the one to forever remember everything that had existed." ...Ink.

I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS LIKE 10 I'M SORRY-

Cute, pocket sized, & mischievous characters. What could possibly go wrong? {Completed} (Don't own the pictures, unless specified. Undertale belongs to Toby Fox. May contain spoilers) [One shot book: https://www.wattpad.com/story/ 72635309] [SEQUEL: http://my.w.tt/UiNb/vlc5PAXI5x]

You always knew you were different from the other kids. You knew things the others could never remember. Like how sometimes monsters were on the surface and they disappear just as quickly. You want to get down to the bottom of it and fall down. Ready to learn things you never knew about yourself?

[COMPLETED | Undertale x Reader] * There is another one of these collections of the famous game "Undertale" with the reader in it. * It fills you with determination. - - - Undertale © Toby Fox • Mainly one-shots but drabbles, 2-3 parters, imagines, scenarios and many more can be requested. • The reader has no gender unless stated otherwise. • This is an "x Reader". This means that each chapter will contain a character to be paired with the reader in a scenario. Started: November 30, 2015 Completed: January 2023 (Last Update: 2016)

/This is a female reader/ Your a girl who lost her parents and siblings since you were thirteen. You grew up by your self with two dogs to keep you company during your struggles. Once you turned eighteen monsters were released from Mt.Ebott and took over the area you lived in. Will you stay in hiding? or Will you show your true identity. (This is slightly a slow burner but to be aware their will be know language or lemons.)

'When I was 13, I killed someone. By accident of course... It was the day I found out I possessed some type of power.' You kept it to yourself for years until one day it all went wrong. For your own safety you run away to the depths of Mt. Ebott in hope that the legend was true. But once you fell down you start to realise that this may not be the first time... "You've been here before, Y/N. And this time I won't let you run"