(Y/N), a depressed girl. When (Y/N) was only a child, she would see her mother and father fight. But when she asks one of them, they would simply state it was just a misunderstanding and nothing was really wrong. Since she was so young back then, she believed their words. In school, she was always being bullied. She didn't want her mother to know, so she asked her dad for help. But his dad ignored and said they will soon stop. As (Y/N) grow up, she's slowly becoming aware of what's happening around her. Her parents would now frequently argue with each other than they used to before. Their fights only got worse as time passed. She didn't believe in their excuses anymore. She knew something was wrong. At that stage, she felt her own parents despise her. She can see and sense they didn't love her anymore. The bullying In school got physical. (Y/N) was depressed. She felt nothing but loneliness. One day (Y/N) was waiting for her father to get her in school, but no sight of him came. She decided to go home by herself knowing he might be busy due to his work. When she got home she saw the lights were off. It was oddly quiet too. She called her parents but no one responded. She then knew they had abandoned her. After her parents leave, she can only trust herself. She was only loved by herself. She learned how to survive everyday by herself. But luckily, some of her neighbors knew her situation and would make small helps. But despite that, her situation only made her more depressed. Knowing her parents won't come back for her anymore. Knowing she can never receive the love she always yearns.

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𝐀𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐞, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐡, 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐳𝐲. 𝐌𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 '𝐁𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐄', 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭. 𝐒𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲, 𝐈 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫. Lonely. Cold. Starving. Homeless. That was how (Your Name) started out in life. After wandering for many, many years, you stumble upon two people, (Boyfriend) and (Girlfriend), who offer to help you out the best as they can. Of course, they couldn't take care of you forever. Suddenly, a beautiful Sunday approaches, leaving (Girlfriend) with an idea of going to mass at a mysterious church, and hoping that the nun there could be the one to take care of you. Accepting the idea, you notice someone else was living at the church, too. Someone whose life could be at stake.

I'm taking request at the moment for Fnf/Hatzgang x reader ships! Read the Requests page!

SURPRISE SHAWTAYYY I DID IT Anyway I'll literally write anything from these fandoms and ill write nsfw IF. THEY. ARE. NOT. MINORS. If you request any nsfw of minors im blockin you pal 🤠👍 -Danganronpa -Spooky Month -Friday Night Funkin -Pico's School -south park. yes. that's it ill try to write shit on time but I have school like a normal person so it may take a bit Anyway byeee 😸

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I honestly didn't think I'd get this far. To the new people, these are one shots for my skeleton oc's, while not sanses they are still apart of undertale. Be sure to see the Character Introduction Book to see who they are if you're new! Requests are open! Updates are totally random!

Just simple headcanons / oneshots. Requests are open!

If you're simping for a certain bomb guy this is the place for you. Request and read oneshots or headcanons made by yours truly.