In Underlust, where almost every monster is hypersexual due to being injected with lust in order to increase the monster population, Mettaton is an outsider. As a ghost, he was not injected with the lust substance, and as a result, he is completely different from everyone else in the Underground. He feels out of place as an anxious bookworm who has little interest in sex and is losing hope because his quiz show is unsuccessful. But Mettaton might not be as alone as he thinks. A certain skeleton loves Mettaton's show and wonders if anyone in the Underground shares his rare capacity to prioritize love over sex. UNDERLUST DISCLAIMER: I think it's important to acknowledge that there are some problematic things about Underlust and that I absolutely do not condone those aspects of the AU. However, Mettaton's story in Underlust is important to me, so any senseless hatred of him or of the AU is not appreciated. CONTENT WARNINGS: Graphic descriptions of sexual assault and attempted assault, PTSD, depression, self-harm, and suicidality. If you don't feel comfortable reading about those things, I'd highly suggest not reading this story. Please stay safe and take care of yourself! Disclaimer: I do not own the art used as a cover for this story. Cover art credit goes to RisuNiku on Tumblr. Thank you for reading! ♡

This is a UNDERTALE fanfic about the papyton ship. As a HUGE papyton shipper, I write this fanfic for my fellow papyton lovers cx Enjoy! [ WARNING ] carries some sexual parts pls only read if your 14+

America never wanted to be a therapist-especially not at that place. Tucked away in the snowy outskirts of nowhere, the asylum is cold, clinical, and far too quiet. On paper, it's a rehabilitation facility for the mentally unstable. In reality... it watches more than it heals. There are corridors not listed on the map. Guards that don't speak. Patients who whisper about things that shouldn't exist. And then there's Russia. Eight feet tall. Muzzled. Strapped into a straightjacket. His white hair falls messily across his face, just barely hiding the impossible red of his eyes. He doesn't speak much-but when he does, it's always to America. Assigned to him without warning, America is expected to observe and record. Nothing more. But Russia's presence is suffocating. His voice echoes in dreams. And when his fingers smear blood across steel and something shifts-sharp, spindled, unnatural-from behind his back... America starts to understand: this isn't therapy. It's a test. The deeper he falls into the patient's grasp, the more the truth begins to surface-about the asylum, the experiments, and the monster who never stops watching him. Russia doesn't want help. He wants him. And once the hunger starts, it doesn't stop.

Open Files.... Yes No Yes selected Loading..... Moved/rebooted? (I don't know the word)

Just some random oneshots of my favorite Siren characters. Siren's Son ASMR on YouTube is where these characters came from. If you like the character please go and check him out! He makes some really cool art and audio role-plays! Plus he is just a really cool dude! Most if not all of these will have some assistance from people on Siren's discord so thank you to all of those who have helped! THE CHARACTERS AND ART DO NOT BELONG TO ME. THESE ARE Siren's Son ASMR's CHARACTERS AND ART. I DO NOT OWN THEM NOR DO I CLAIM TO OWN THEM IN ANY WAY. I DO NOT WANT RECOGNITION FOR ANYTHING BUT THE WRITING. I am pretty new to writing so if you see something I can fix please let me know^^ Ps I wrote this like three years ago and are only now getting back in the groove so if something looks bad it's cause I'm just a girl💅🌸💖 and idk what I'm doing

A bunch of one-shots about different characters :) (All of the characters belong to Siren's son) 💙🌊

"I never understand the concept of your very mind on wasting your own skill and knowledge to treat me with these high quality equipments, may I asks for your excuses?" ... "I despite conflicts as much as I hate seeing you getting hurt." Fritz, known as the doctor, the second representative of the German Empire, ran away from his hometown and deserting everything behind. He does not want to witness what he was designed to be, nor even wanted to return. He seek for invention. Something new. Something that could change him truly.

This is my first countryhumans story so it's not that good. East Germany knows he shouldn't be alive, yet here he is, living with the man who raised him. He never really questioned it though. He was just happy to be alive. That is until his adopted father starts struggling to heal himself as quickly as he used to and East starts to worry. The entire world that he lives in is beginning to unravel and East learns things he never could have imagined. There's also a lot of stuff about Russia in this and I don't know why. He's not even supposed to be a major character but I have like 7 chapter dedicated to him.

Countryhuman Au ! Was würdest du tun, wenn du in einer Welt aufwachst, die nicht mehr die ist die sie einst war ?, Eine Welt, die einem Ödland gleicht, eine Welt ohne Zukunft oder Hoffnung?, Nun in dieser Geschichte passiert genau das. Alles begann mit einer unbedeutenden Zelle und diese Zelle ist die Geburt einer furchtbaren Katastrophe die die Welt für immer verändern sollte, der Geburtsort des tödlichen Virus, findet in Europa Stadt, der Kontinent, der sonst immer so blüht wird es zu einer reinen Hölle. Der Virus ist wie ein Nebel, der sich über die weiten Wälder ausbreitet, und hungrig jede arme Seele, die es greifen kann, verschlingt und zu einer seelenlosen Körper Gestalt umwandelt. Jedoch in all diesem ganzen Chaos gibt es eine bestimmte Gruppe, die versucht, die Menschheit und ihre eigenen Leben zu retten, die Countryhuman. Werden Sie es schaffen, den Virus zu beseitigen?

The meeting started of normal, until the attack came.. They thought they were going to get killed, until a being of unknown origin dropped from the sky saving them.. Who is that? Warning: !Violence! !Language! !Blood/gore! !Sensitive topics! !COVER ART ISN'T MINE! BTW there are few to no ships in this story haven't decided yet! So if you came for ships my apologies! Also this story is always in third person unless otherwise specified