"How can Cupid... how could you be so cruel?" I curse lowly. Who could have imagined something like this happening to me? It had been so long since everything happened, but somehow the pain in my heart never left. The memories starts to flashback into my mind as I start to process what is happening in front of me, and why my past heartbreaks are all gathered at the same place. Nightmare, my childhood friend and first love. My first ever heartbreak. I tend to find him in everyone I have loved. He was cold and unpredictable but he was also warm and considerate at times... He was complicated but I loved all of him. Error, the one I chased over and one I was not willing to give up. He stood up from the rest and gave color to my world. All my poems were dedicated to him and him alone. Dust, possibly my other half. He felt like my soulmate. Everything about him made me feel like we were meant for each other. We shared the same interests about everything but I was wrong about one thing. We didn't share the same feelings. His heart belonged to my best friend. Killer, a flirty guy who people often rumored as the playboy. Most girls had fallen in love with his charm and personality. I was one of those unfortunate ones who fell right into his trap. But I... I saw something in him that other people couldn't see; there was something beneath those sweet grins. Horror. My comfort. My home. The one who filled the gap. The one who I think of every little nice thing. I love him so much to the point where I feel like the pain that would come with it would be worse than death. It had to be avoided. Cross. I was always drawn into him. He was my best-est friend. The one who I can count on everytime. The shoulder I can lean to when needed. The one who made me feel like I am the best thing that ever happened in his life. He was perfect while I am just... me. So why did I have to see them again? Why now? Love is not something I want to go through again... never again. <\3

Routine. The entirety of every living thing is dominated by it, human or monster. Everything HAS to be the same. It was in this that you were the exception. For you everything was new, every time line a detailed altered in order to satisfy your sadistic desire for a new ending, whether it be only a few details of dialogue altered or something else entirely. Monsters you once considered family you now butcher and slaughter without a second thought, after all, that's what the Reset is there for, right? And all at once it stops. Your small hold over the Underground is ripped away from you and you are thrown into a dying timeline, monsterkind's final attempt at self-preservation. You're alone, completely and utterly alone. Except one. And he has a bone to pick with you.

Y/N Collimore, a deceased mage that now haunts her family's manor must now deal with a group of skeletal intruders as she unlocks more of her forgotten past. The only thing is, these intruders don't seem to be leaving any time soon... Wordcount - 112,392

[Yandere!Underverse x F!Reader] [Being rewritten, slow updates] What does the fate of the Multiverse have to do with you? In your past life, you experienced nothing but irony and a cold black drop, so why is it then when you're taken away everything suddenly revolves around you? You never wanted this, after being kidnapped by a glitched out monster, you expected a tranquil life until you died and he tossed you out. But now? Now you've got to learn how to fight, and not for others or the Multiverse. You've got to fight for yourself. Friends that you thought were safe are no longer, and you, the predator, has easily become prey. And you don't want that life anymore.

"we're not friends." wherein, 6 lonely skeletons find a particular lass annoying, saying she was overstepping their personal space. "i don't know what a 'mofo' is but i'm pretty sure it suits you more than i do." in which your everyday servant isn't what you expected her to be. she's you. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ꒰🖇꒱ 私は安定していると思う。♡꙼̈ ࿐࿔ status: ongoing‚ updates regularly. » 18/44 chapters published. » slowburn, action, romance, comedy. ✧ art belongs to ✧ reader x various. ✧ readers or followers (hanas) that are not 16 years of age or higher are advised not to proceed. read with caution. ✧ from the book, ❝Our One Sassy Servant❞ of 2020.