Press your fingers together, zip your lips shut, and throw away the key. Once it's time to be free, go fetch that golden key and speak. Unless someone stole your golden key and threw it in the depths of the Black Sea; your nightmares and worst fears. ---- "Even if it kills me a second time." ---- The series- First book: "Lost in Despair" -Finished Second book: "No More Time" -Currently writing Third book: "Can't Hang On" -Work in progress

(This story contains 18+ subjects from the start. Please read the tags.) Forever is a long time. And being immortal, you sadly know that better than anyone. Now living in a world gone mad with hunger and death, there's only one thing that's important to you - the health and happiness of your sister. Yes, that's all that's important.... ...isn't it?

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!

(Sans x Reader Slow burn. Cover drawn by me :D) They made it to the surface. Again. But how long will it last? Frisk made a promise.... But how long will they keep it? Sans is unsure, and anxious; depressed. A smile with sad eyes as usual. Then he meets y o u. Heh.. Did you really think you would change anything? H i m ? T h e m ? Did you really think you were special? Just because you "cared" ? Ha! Since w h e n ? Just like that you suddenly 'can't afford not to care anymore'? Just because you gave l o v e instead of gaining L . O . V . E . HA! L i a r. I know the truth Y/n.. But do you know it yourself? And how about you r e a d e r s ?

The first few chapters build up the environment and characters before the relationship develops. All art is original by me, Credit: GhostSwap I'll update multiple chapters at a time (they're shorter than most fics, sorry - i'm new) {{{UPDATE: Holy smokes, I leave for a few months and my story has over a thousand views :O Thank you to anyone who bothered to check out my little story, and especially those who added it to a collection on Wattpad. Jeez, I might have to revisit the story and add some more chapters (even though I'm not as immersed in the fandom as I once was. I still have my Gaster cosplay...) }}}

Sans knows a lot about secrets; he hides many. But when old burdens emerge from the darkness, secrets, new and old, put his brother in danger; and what else can a good big-bro do but begin a double life? This decision haunts him, even years after his suit of armor is stocked away and hidden, after his quaint life of depression, puns and resets are set to loop forever, and his part in the war is forgotten... But then, the barrier is broken. And it is quickly realized that this is not the end, but a beginning of something new. Something that feels like dust, blood, and a suit of armor; an old lie to slip into once more. (Currently being completely overhauled! Anything without a chapter title (ex.: chapter 4, chapter 5, etc.) is old and will be re-written!)

After much research and theorizing, I've decided that I'm going to attempt it. It's risky, but I'm so desperate at this point that I'm willing to put my own well being on the line. If I survive, this may just turn out to be very... interesting. This is my thoughts on the origins of Sans and Papyrus, as well as their connection to Gaster. It will be connected to the ZanaTale timeline (or, in otherwords, my Sans x Reader fanfic "When Two Souls Meet"). Loosely inspired by the HandPlates AU by Zarla. Awesome cover image by Dweebycake.

In a world filled to the brim with secrets, one skeleton just wants to stop the world from continuing it's cycle of death and pain but how many secrets must he keep in order to save his brother and his friends. What happens when they find out whats hidden under his clever puns and solid jokes, will they even understand what is happening? A sad life for anyone really, being pulled into a world's repeat where all you can do it sit and watch them all die, and maybe, this might be... A Broken Hearts FINAL Repeat. (This is not really a ship fic, though you can place your ships in at any time really.) Credit to the artist!! I cant find their @ but if you can please let me know so i can give proper credit.

"Don't you know how to greet a new pal?" "Kids like you should be burning in hell." "Dirty Brother Killer." "Sans! I'm not any of those! I didn't hurt anyone!" But the skeleton wouldn't listen. Eye glowing blue, he raised his hand, taking your body with it. "Sans! Please!" An evil, bone-chilling laugh echoed through the room. "You never change Y/N." And with that, you shot back down to the ground... Warning! Dark Themes such as Depression, Social Anxiety, and Suicide ahead! (Obviously there is some spoilers ahead for both genocide and pacifist route.)

' I was very small when I fell within the underground. I remember waking up greeted by the Suns' sunlight , that was my first view underground. It was so bright, it felt so warm against my scrapped bruised skin. It comforted me, it made me feel safe. It made me truly smile. I encountered many monsters after Toriel, my Mother and a ..certain flower. The monsters I've met were really nice, they're so kind. I remember thinking, "who would ever be scared of these kind beings." I'm glad I made friends, Papyrus, Undyne, Sans, Alphys, and many more.. We spent so much time together, sometimes it felt like.. I've experienced these moments before. And.. Never mind... Haha I'm just a bonehead! ..... I'm fine don't worry. ...... Stop insisting... I'm f i n e. .. ..... ...... i..-I .. I-I Jus-just!.. .. I WANT THEM BACK. '