In a startling post-apocalyptic world, society is divided into two orderly classes. The human race stands on top, untouched by nuclear war in the city of Chicago. Monsters are at the bottom of the food chain, confined to live in run-down apartments, minimum wages hard to come by, the backbone of the work force in Chicago. They often find themselves the victims of senseless violence, dropping by the dozens each day. Tensions rise and anger grows between the two groups, a civil war seems all too likely. And with humans and monsters so scarce after a nuclear war that ravaged the planet, they cannot afford anymore losses. All at once, at the wrong place at the wrong time, a human finds themselves thrown into the midst, and the fate of the planet may rest in their hands.

When your heart stops, you're supposed to stop there. But when your heart stops in the Underground, your soul resets. But what if the reset doesn't work. You're stuck in a stalemate between life and death after your attempted reset glitches. Memories fuzzy and distant, lonely and cold, what does one do to survive their own personal purgatory? Average word count: 1800 - 2200 REAPERTALE FANFIC

100 years after the tragic events of Dreamtale, the two brothers continue a war of hate and love. Any AU unfortunate enough to get in the way of the darker brother's path is either conquered or destroyed. Your universe, Recoveryswap, just so happens to be in the most recent crossfire. But with your personality and luck, you may just find yourself on the path you've always wanted. A path of violence, a path of excitement. And who knows. You might be the saving grace for a fallen prince. (It is highly recommended that you read 'Dreamtale: Origins' before this book.) [All characters belong to their respective creators. I am only the creator of Recoverytale/swap.] -Cover Art by Unknown- Book 2 of the Dreamtale Trilogy

Sans has lived through countless timelines. He's seen the kid make friends with everyone, only to give up in the final moments. He's seen the kid killed, over and over and over again. Sometimes, he'd even done the killing himself. And no one ever remembers. Not even the kid herself. It's an exhausting cycle, one that never seems to end. But there's something different about this run. Another human's fallen down... the kid's sister. Please note the the story is primarily on Quotev, so updates to Wattpad may be late, or lag behind that of Quotev. The story also has the potential to become mature. (I haven't decided yet.)

(Sans × Gender-Neutral! Parent! Reader || Slow Burn) Moving from a backwater town to a city bustling with human and monsterfolk alike, some things begin to change both for the better and the worse. What was left behind comes back to bite at you in the most unexpected times, current progress being put in danger as a result. It's hard to move on, though it's equally difficult trying to stay loyal to what you believe is right. With an adoptive seven-year-old son and the remnants of a recent divorce in your hands, your goal is to move on and adjust to life with monsters, these becoming an important part of your life -- one of them in particular reigniting the spark you thought gone with your ex spouse. • • • *The following story is a re-write of the first UT fanfic I ever managed to publish on the Internet. *Cover image belongs to Evie Shaffer. *Undertale belongs to Toby Fox. *You belong to yourself.

(Adult Lazarus here - I wrote this when I was like 14 years old. Forgive me.) Sometimes life gets to the point where you feel like you're a paper airplane. One minute you're soaring, feeling as if nothing could ever get you down. But then the next thing you know, you're falling slowly and nothing that you can do can possibly help you. You end up falling and crashing into whatever's below you and the heights that you had once reached. Then it starts all over again - becoming a vicious cycle. Someone picks you back up and throws you, making you soar yet again. But then they watch as you fall, not stopping you or saving you from the hard impact you meet with the ground. The process repeats itself over and over and there's no way you can stop it. After all, you're made of paper - you're delicate, fragile. You're thrown, you soar, you fall, you're picked back up, then it happens all over again until you break - becoming bent and broken from your head to your toes. Until you crash so much that you're ruined - then you're thrown away. At those times, you know that you at least have one person who will fix you. He calls you his queen, as any king would whilst in power of the empire you both strive to build together. This person is your home - your empire. - #6 in Quotes [03.12.21] - #2 in Sans [10.21.21] - Undertale does not belong to me. - Artwork/Music does not belong to me. - Also, I apologize for any of the spelling errors. I type quickly and so I do not really realize if I misspell a word or two. Sometimes I do go back and edit out the mistakes with spelling and such.

[Prolong] My name is (Y/N). I have experienced many resets, so many I have lost count. The only people who remember are Sans, Flowey, and me. The monsters down here are misunderstood, they are afraid. They kill me again and again. Even Sans kills me, actually he is the most ruthless. The only one who never did was Flowey. He is my best friend, we have been through so much together. He has taught me to fight, I never did though. I couldn't bring myself to, if I did I would be just like the other monsters. The most current timeline, I finally convinced all the monsters that they didn't need to kill or hurt each other. It was so hard. Sans was the hardest of them all, he...he was scared of moving forward, because he believed time would just turn back. So, what's the point? But! I had finally broken the barrier. I- no, We! We were happy!! ...but still time reset. Why?!?! ... But this reset was different. I wasn't in Underfell anymore. (Cover: By- Sanspar on Tumblr) [I own none of the artwork within the chapters]

You were working with Alphys in the lab in Undertale when chaos strikes! In a freak accident, concentrated determination is mixed with an unnamed concoction and blow you through a dimensional rift. When you reawake, you find yourself in what seems to be the beginning of Undertale once again. Upset but not overly surprised, you make your way back to Alphys's lab... Only to find her lab assistant is no longer you! Working with Alphys now is a tall, punkish skeleton with two cracks in his skull and a snarky attitude. As they help you find your way home, will you find more than that? *I DO NOT OWN UNDERTALE OR GASTERTALE!!! I WISH I DID BUT I DO NOT! THIS IS JUST A FANFICTION!!*

Nightmare found a young child a long time ago. When they fell into a coma it sent him over the edge. several hundred years later the child wakes up in a castle of darkness, surrounded by people, er... skeletons, that they don't know. Now they are being raised by murderers, cannibals, and world destroyers. Oh yeah! And their Uncle is the god of Death. Fun. WARNING (but not really): This story has been known to give people heart attacks and possible death from wholesome cuteness. I am not responsible for said medical emergencies or deaths. Read at your own risk. ~~~~~~ || Few things. 1) The first couple of chapters are going to basically just be Nightmare, but it's for plot reasons. 2) Dream is definitely going to be a little ooc. Don't like it, don't read. This is just for fun. 3) Like I said, this is just for fun. So, updates are when I feel like it. 4) I'mma try to keep the pronouns for (Y/N) gender neutral, but I may just drop that at some point. Depends mostly on what you guys prefer. 5) any art or videos added are not my own unless explicitly stated. Cool? Great. Let's get started.

free·dom (ˈfrēdəm) noun the power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint. Freedom. It's a luxury that few can afford, not after the Great War that ravaged the multiverse and brought entire armies to its knees, eradicating any opposition or those that dare oppose. They call themselves the Shadow, the Dark Brotherhood, they go by many names. A group of mysterious unnamed figureheads govern the multiverse without mercy, sowing terror wherever they please. Ink, the known guardian and protector of the multiverse, has been eradicated from memory and presumed dead. And it's what you believe, a small, unimportant person tucked away in an unimportant universe with an unimportant name. There is no hope, only chaos and suffering flourish in this new age. But when a mysterious message plagues your dreams, a small beacon of hope emerges. You embark on a journey and leave everything you've ever known or loved behind, not that there was much, anyway. Sought at every twist and turn, your once-quiet life evolves into one much more dangerous, and it soon becomes obvious that there are greater forces at work. But the message in your dreams never ceases and there's one thing that you're certain. Ink is alive, and they will stop at nothing to make sure the hope dies with you.