It's been over a year since the Underground opened up and the monsters living under the earth swarmed to the surface in their thousands. The human and monster governments are taking their sweet time coming to any kind of agreement regarding monster rights and citizenship, but for the most part, in the less politically-active parts of the nation, life continues as it always has. In your sleepy little town, there are bills to be paid, tables to be waited, and few to no adventures to be found. So when two skeleton monsters move into the empty house near the café where you work, you welcome the changes they bring with them. You knew if you let them into your life they'd make interesting friends. What you didn't expect was that getting to know these remarkable strangers would be like coming home.

Typical. The boys from some of our favorite universes' are all in one place. Also typical. The reader ends up on their radar. See what happens when you, the reader, find yourself with a bunch of skeletons. How will you do with the boys, them with their own issues and "quirks" and you with your own baggage running hot on your tail? Let's see the drama you and the boys stir up, the action happen, the emotions unravel and who knows what else.

Uhh... description, huh? You baisicly get every at bitty in a box. Book of fluffy cuddly feelings. Adorable bittys. And concentrated awesomeness.

She is an Artist. He is a Bad Boy. This should be fun. ||a Gaster!Sans x Reader fanfic - EDITING|| Painter was always the one that got away. From the cops, I mean. This mysterious figure was Ebott City's top graffiti artist, famed for their large wall murals that always seem to appear overnight. Nobody would ever suspect that Painter was goody-two shoes (y/n) from the art store on the corner of Magnolia and Wick street. G was the badass of the city. Always riding his smokin' hot red motorcycle all over the place, he is known all around for knowing everyone, having connections, and one one of the most popular monsters in the city. Although there is a lot of racism against monsters, he is the one to usually break up the fights, and only gain fame for it. He knows everyone personally, except for two people. (Y/n) the artist, and Painter the rebel.

You had to say, you really hadn't been looking for a job when you first entered the Adoption Center. Yet here you were, up to your knees in bitties. What's the worst that could happen? Cross posted on AO3, sporadic updates.

this is a very slow burn about you and mafia G. you are a well known babysitter for the monster mafia and occasional helper to mettaton with certain jobs that takes a womans touch and your unique predictive abilities. G is a harsh sexist prick who seems intent on hating you for some reason no mater how hard you try. when you become frisks babysitter whatll happen. will you use a womans touch or a chainsaw?

You could only stand there and bare the pain of loss. You knew losing loved ones hurt, but when you lost them twice, it really stings. So when all that's left to love is your cat, and the only one you need to escape is your abusive adoptive father, you decide to make a plan to run away. In hopes to start a new life. In hopes he won't follow you. In hopes you could be free. --- Key: (Y/N)- Your Name (L/N)- Last Name (F/C)- Favorite color (S/F/C)- Second Favorite Color (F/F)- Favorite Food (F/D) or (F/B) Favorite drink or Favorite Beverage

You worked for the newspaper, doing a simple editing job and a few other things here and there. Ever since monsters came out of the ground, though, rent has sky-rocketed for you. You thought you could deal with it, but after a few months you need a roomie to help with the rent. Which, fortunately, you got one! But, unfortunately, you're too awkward to fucking deal, man. And this skeleton just laughs at you for it. -this fic has lots of cussing in it, and is a slowburn!- -if you have any suggestions of drabbles i should write for the story, comment!- all gaster!sans fics are way too serious to my liking on here, so I made more of a slice of life/comedy fanfic! hopefully this will go well HOOWEE Cover art by junkpilestuff on tumblr!! Best ranks: Undertale: #39 (out of 1000+ stories) Gaster Sans: #2 (out of 94 stories) Sans x reader: #8 (out of 595 stories) Sans: #28 (out of 1000+ stories) Slice of life: #22 (out of 1000+ stories) Reader insert: #68 (out of 1000+ stories)

Cover artist: punny-puntasy ! (TOLD IN YOU/YOUR) A reaper, a few gods, and a bunch of skeletons. The life of a reaper wasn't boring to her, everyday she would gather souls and lead them into eternal rest, and repeat. She watched creatures and Humans die, easily surpassing their lives and meeting once again in the underworld - or when she is evaluating their lives. One day, Y/N was told she was moving areas. A whole new continent in the world, in a city known as Ebott, where monsters had emerged from the mountain nearly five years ago. What happens when a workaholic with stubbornness to boot moves in the neighborhood, with skeletons causing havoc in her life? And, uh, well.. let's say she isn't the easiest person to get along with. *updated story description* *Highest rankings* 7th in 'Underfell' 17th in 'Swapfell' 10th in 'Undertale'

You have a routine; jog, relax, and work. It may seem mundane to most, but for you it's comfortable, easy. It keeps you in your bubble. And you wouldn't change anything about it. That is, until two skeletons move in next door, and you discover that their lifestyle is a less than conventional one, but one you're going to have to learn to live with anyway, for better or for worse.