When a demon summoning goes wrong, a rich and powerful man's son gets killed and (Y/n) is forced to team up with the Demon King that did it to survive the ensuing attempts on her life. | Set in the same demonic skeleton universe as my demon Nightmare book with a different story, it's my take on the simple question: ''What if (Y/n) summoned Dream instead of Nightmare?'' | - Demon! Dream Sans x Female Reader - Alternate Timeline of ''His Summoner || Demon! Nightmare x Reader'' (but you don't need to read HS in order to understand Her Guardian!) - Dream has his own version of denial so it'll be a slow-ish burn again - Honestly you could read this with no prior knowledge of any of the characters and you'd be just fine - It'll be a reverse harem again (kinda), and I'll throw in some bonus chapters with the other Sanses for extra (non-canon) fluff that doubles as a breather from the story - Some characters get some much needed therapy (*cough* Dream) as well as more trauma✨(I don't eff around, and to prove it, characters will die) - A lot of the symbolism and hidden meanings aren't obvious, so you might have to be on the lookout to see them (though I think I was a little more blunt this time around?) - It's my interpretation of the characters (kept as canon as possible)

When a demon summoning goes wrong, a rich and powerful man's son gets killed and (Y/n) is forced to team up with the Demon King that did it to survive the ensuing attempts on her and her family's lives. But the King will only do it on one condition: he gets her soul. So with no choice but to die for her mistake, His Summoner promises him her soul when the job is done. | - Demon! Nightmare Sans x Female Reader - A little bit of a reverse harem with plenty of Bad Sanses x Reader moments (with a canon reason for it :D), but ultimately, (Y/n) is Nightmare's - Honestly you could read this with no prior knowledge of any of the characters and you'd be just fine - Kinda a slow burn? But don't worry, I throw in so many subtle/not-so-subtle intimate moments with all the Sanses that it makes it worth the wait :D - I'll throw in some bonus chapters with the other Sanses for extra (non-canon) fluff that doubles as a breather from the story, too - Is the relationship toxic? Maybe. I mean, this is canon Nightmare after all. But that's the beauty of a fictional story, no? - A lot of the symbolism and hidden meanings aren't obvious, so you might have to be on the lookout to see them (and keep in mind: Night doesn't openly show many emotions, so the devil is in the details) - I'm not going to spoil anything, but for all you anxious readers out there like me, I'll divulge I'm a sucker for happy endings *wink* - It's my interpretation of the characters (kept as canon as possible)

(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.

Heya! This book will be a bit of a slow burn, which means that all the ~romance stuff~ won't happen until a little later in the story. ~~~ Twenty year old (Y/N) has sworn her undying loyalty to none other than Nightmare, one of the most feared villains in the multiverse. She's been working with him for years, since she was seventeen, but she's never encountered the infamous Star Sanses. She wishes that she could meet them, she hopes that she'll be able to fight them some day and end their existence. Her ultimate goal is to impress her boss and to prove herself to everyone who told her that she wasn't good enough. Will her wish change when she encounters the Star Sanses? Completed 12/24/2021 ~~~ Pronouns used in this story are she/her Disclaimer: None of the art used belongs to me! If you see your art/know the person who made it, feel free to let me know so I can credit them :) *Cover art belongs to RyuuseiRissu on DeviantArt*

You would think that with how shit your luck is, you would've been dead day one since falling into the Underground filled with scary monsters and a few spooky skeletons. However, much to your surprise, that did not happen (yet). You know how you ended up here, but you don't know... HOW. You're actually in the GAME Undertale now. And to make matters worse, there are some people who KNOW. You're surviving the best you can, but things are only going to get weirder from here on out. Gaster apparently needs your help? You're using the DJ to go to different AU's? You are gay now?- Okay, maybe that last one is just a joke, but still! You can only hope that your instincts are enough to keep you alive in these trenches. On God, they tryin' to drown you in this hoe! {Available on Patreon, Quotev, and Ao3 under GabrielXander}

Do you think this future was worth your sacrifice? Do you really think there is a point in your existence? What game do you think you are playing? {Disclaimer: This story is based on the Handplates comic so make sure you are somewhat familiar with the story line. You do not need to know everything 1:1 since I will re-tell parts that are relevant to the story.}

"God, you're so bitter!" The blue masked turtle practically exploded in an anger, quite unlike him. The realization of such an outburst made his eyes widened as he placed his hands on the sides of his face. "You... broke me." He whispered, terrified piercing blue eyes boring into your soul, demanding some sort of apology from you. Your lips twisted into a grin devoid of any joy or warmth. "Won't be the first time, pretty boy." Leonardo screamed into his hands. ──⋆.*ೃ✧⋆. For years, you have traipsed along universes, galaxies, cultures and planets. Unknown to mankind, separated, from your species; an orphan of the stars. Life is filled with aimless travels, wandering along searching for a place to fit in. You end up stuck on Earth, the place of your misery, the planet stained with the ichor of your parents. And yet, not all is as it seems on the crappiest planet in the universe.

Sighing deeply, you reached for your textbook when you saw a... metal claw inching towards it? You would've fully believed that you were hallucinating if you didn't watch the claw snatch your textbook right from underneath your hands. "Hey, I need that!" you yelled. You followed along the arm of the claw before your eyes came to focus on a dark figure in a purple hoodie. You seemed to have spooked the figure for a moment. They froze, simply just staring at you for five seconds until they turned around and started sprinting from you. God, you were tired. But there was no way in hell that you were about to find yourself a victim of some engineering frat's antics. Ain't no way. -- In other words, how two idiots take a year to fall in love (and do science things in between.)