"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

【𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜】➺ Still Going. ➜ Female Succubus!Reader. ➜ Features a love triangle. ↳ Inspiration obtained, thanks to ❝𝐼 𝑆𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑌𝑜𝑢, 𝐼 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒❞ by Jinji. Remember to read it~. Enjoy❣︎ ❝𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆... 𝑯𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒕, 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒂'?❞ ❝𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝. 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐲.❞ ───────────────── ೃ❤︎︎⁀➷ In which, the life of a little girl will be turned upside down, by many heartbreaks. ＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿ «Guys! I brought ya' a person!» I was taken aback, as soon as I saw them. Sans walked over to me, not understanding, why I had frozen. He took my wrist, as soon as he saw them, protectively, positioning me behind him, with kindness and concern. I could swear, that I wanted to die, right there, and at that moment. ───────────────── I bitterly swallowed a lump, in my throat. Nightmare... The one, for whom I took a good crush, after Error. My gaze fell on the latter, just behind him. He said, absolutely, nothing, as if I did not even exist, for him. My eyes darted toward Dust's; they remained the most beautiful, I had ever seen, in my life. I could see, a slight note of anger and disappointment, on his face; after having declared myself, I moved. I could not bear it. Not after, that it seemed, like he felt the same too. I looked at Killer, by his side, immediately after. We don't talk about him, look, I snorted, at the thought. He just smiled, with his usual "playboy smile", that I hated so much. «We're outta here.» Sans said, breaking the awkward silence. ❧---- - 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻 = 08/22/2024 𝑬𝑵𝑫 = ???

The war between the two guardian rulers and their kingdoms lasted for countless generations. Then came the news that Nightmare went ahead and got himself some new "friends".. Dream's soldiers were easily overpowered. Battles were being lost and the shadows began to completely overpower the sunlight's rays. With the scale of life's balance beginning to tip, Dream needed a quick solution.. The King needed a Queen. The arranged marriage would spread positivity and hope throughout his entire kingdom. Maybe, just maybe, it would give them the boost they needed to defeat Nightmare once and for all. Hi, it's Writer~San aka OreoDaSkeleton! Undertale and it's aus, characters, and fanart do not belong to me. However, this story is genuine and 100% mine! Thanks for checking it out! -w-

No matter where you tried to run, hide- no matter where you turned- that boy was there. From the familiar T shirts to the hoodies- to the manic grin across his face as his hatchets glared in the moon light- and the tall shadowy figure with no face loomed over you two. Reaching beckoning tendrils out to you- reaching for you- telling you to come home with it and the boy, and to join his side. Another thing about him though- was the fact that remembering who he was, hurt and felt impossible. His face and name evading you the same way you ran from him. But you grow tired, and like a rabbit running out of steam, you're eventually going to run out of energy to keep escaping him, and he- is relentless. Just like the creature that trails him- he wont give up till he has you. (Reader has amnesia, so does Toby- but they know they know each other, somehow- and he wants you back, -lots of obsessive stalking- lots of gore- you have been warned)

PLEASE READ BEFORE GETTING INTO THE STORY Description: Your name is (Y/n) and you are originally from an au called Dreamtale! Your life hadn't been the easiest however, but you were quick to always move forward despite this... Before Nightmare had become corrupted, you were his best friend and lover. You kept him from his breaking point, you maintained his sanity and most importantly... returned his love. One thing that is definitely important about yourself is that you are a selective mute... And your only desired partner for conversation is the King of Negativity himself... But what will happen once the true evil lurking within your lover drowns out whatever light he had left? What will happen when you discover that the Nightmare you knew was replaced by a monster that still somehow holds love for you? "And even with the evil finally in control of Nightmare, if both his sinister side and his old self agreed on something- then it would always be his priority... They both love her." This is practically my first story that I have ever decided to share online. It is quite a terrifying experience for me, so I hope that anyone who decides to read this will enjoy it. Anyway, I should probably inform my readers about a few things. First off, my primary language is not English, however, I will still be making an effort with my grammar! Second off, I will try and update this as frequently as possible... Even though I can get somewhat shy or concerned about how my work goes. Otherwise, all you will need to know is this: (Y/n): Your name (F/n): Friend name (E/c): Eye color (H/l): Hair Length (H/c): Hair color (S/c): Skin color (F/c): Favorite color Some things I will likely determine for the reader, but what is posted above will be the basics. Please also note that this story may contain some content that would be best for more mature audiences. Also, the cover image belongs to me, please do not use it without permission or steal it.

You and Jeff the killer are in love. Yes

I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T