Who would have guessed peace would be achieved between the Bad and the Star thank to Geno and Reaper... BY ACCIDENT ?!

Error has gone through multiple hells since the day he woke up in the Anti-Void. Sci and Blueberry still believe in him, but that's little consolation when he faces a brutal beating every time he must destroy an AU. And to make matters worse, he doesn't want to keep doing this. Unfortunately, it's hard to escape Fate. The question is, will Fate finally cut him some slack, or is Error doomed to continue this vicious cycle with Ink forever? Hai. I decided I wanted to do this cuz I made the cover and decided, "hey, let's see where my imagination takes me with this one!" Might be slow updates, but I'll draw up a schedule when I get to a certain point.

(I do not own Undertale or the AUs, I just own this story!) Cross never did believe he would receive love. Nightmare never thought he would find love. Maybe they both were wrong, on a number of things. And just maybe, they can share an apple together at last.

This is my first story so my apologies if it is trashier than the multiverse itself. This story is also very inspired by other people so don't flame me. qwq Error is the god of destruction, he used to be a different skeleton but Fate came and destroyed his AU and is now Error. Error cannot die no matter what because Fate won't allow it. Error is the Yin to Ink's Yang. Ink is the god of creation, he is a soulless being who cannot feel emotions, he is oblivious about the balance because he never listens to Fate which is why Fate did what they did to Error. Ink is the Yang. Ink drinks vials to feel emotions, but that one day changes. Nightmare is the god of negativity, he has a brother named Dream. The more negativity is around him the stronger he is, the more positivity there is around him the weaker he is. If he feels negative emotions from a specific person he can easily find who he is looking for. Same as Dream but dream follows the positive feelings.

When a loner got reincarnated as Ink! Sans. What could possibly happen? Warning ⚠️ #Error is neutral/ not a part with Nightmare Gang #No romance #Short chapters #I'm a newbie...

Part 1 of the new one-shot series for DayDream! WARNINGS - Blood/Gore - Swearing - Ghosts/Paranormal Elements - Kinda Creepy - LGBTQ+ -- "Catnap. Catnap Moontail." She nodded, a soft clicking noise filling the room as Catnap stood there, looking at more of the framed photos. A picture of a shadowy figure, half turned towards the camera, caught the cat's eyes. He was about to take a look closer before the bear spoke again. "You're all set, dear." She pointed towards the chairs. "You can have a seat until the critter before you is finished. It shouldn't be too long-" Just as she was about to finish her sentence a mouse ran out through the double doors, screaming her head off. The doors shut behind her, and she grabbed her coat before exiting the building. "You all are insane!" Was her last remark, and only, before the doors slammed. Catnap stared at the door, clutching his bag. The bear cleared her throat awkwardly, "You can go in now..." OR: Catnap, a cat with listening abilities, is looking for a stable job. He finds himself getting an interview at SunnySpirits, and grins as the job is offered to him. But no one could have prepared him for what happened only a few months later. -- One-shots are open for requests! If you'd like to see these two in a certain setting or scenario don't be afraid to ask! You can ask me by messaging me on my account here on WattPad! The rules for requests will be in the in my description.

- 𓈒 ୭ৎ Deceit. 𝅄 🪡 ۪ ݁ 𓈒 The entirety of this book is me doing writing practice or getting my ass off writters block. Or maybe cuz shadow milk is so fun to write about 😻 ㅤㅤ ۪ 𝅄 ꒰ 태형 ꒱ ۪ ݁ : ݁ ۪ ୧

⭐ x 🎭 ୨୧・・・・୨୧・・・・ A NEW COOKIERUN: KINGDOM FANFICTION !! ୨୧・・・・୨୧・・・・ Pure vanilla cookie, ⭐ Getting seperated from his friends in the great flour war, he finds himself needing help to defeat dark enchantress cookie, going as far as asking help from the enemies he swore to himself he wouldn't trust. When all the beast cookies have declined, he was left with only one choice. Entering the domain of his old friend.. Shadow milk cookie, 🎭 Spending his times in his perfect world he had built for himself and his servants, Shadow milk finds himself lingering the much needed half of his power he was missing. That power though, wasn't in an easy grab as he was sealed behind a silver tree, stuck in an ever lasting dream he couldn't quite exit. But when his old friend enters his domain, seeking help, he finds himself helping him, instead of taking back whats rightfully his.. ୨୧・・・・୨୧・・・・ TRIGGER WARNINGS: ⚠️ this story has mentions of Sexual intercourse, abuse, self-harm and other not so friendly stuff! If this stuff triggers you, I suggest you skip this book and go read something else! ❤️ THIS FANFIC IS INSPIRED BY JAMBOUND!! All references are Credits to Jamma! Go read Jambound at Ao3!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/62994055 HEADCANONS! 💢 (these are my headcanons that will come up within the story.) Shadow milk is genderfluid and can shapeshift and change his gender however he wants to. He can also make illusions that only specific cookies he chooses, can see Shadow milk is gay Pure vanilla is bisexual I don't know all of the lore regarding cookierun: kingdom, so if I get something wrong, I apologise 😭 ୨୧・・・・୨୧・・・・

Shadow had just gotten off of work from GUN after doing all the missions he had to cover for Rouge and omega, he had to go and grab some groceries while he was still out so that's what he did. Once he was done he walked into a forest where his house was located. He started to hear snaps of twigs and leave crunching but he didn't pay any mind to it thinking it was his, but when he still heard them after he was away from all the twigs he turned around thinking it was just Sonic trying to prank him again, that all went down the drain once he came facing a... Werehog...? "Faker?" - 3/25/23 -

You never asked to be anything more than human - but the frozen wilds of Snezhnaya had other plans. When you are found collapse in the snow, it's not a priest or a king who finds you. It's a battered Fatui foot soldier: a nameless recruit with worn hands and a heart that refuses to freeze. Against orders, they shelter you in secret, offering small kindnesses - stale bread, spare blankets, a loyalty that asks nothing in return. They don't know what you are. They don't care. To them, you are simply someone worth saving. But not everyone is so blind. Word of your strange presence spreads, drawing the gaze of a Harbinger - a force of awe, reverence, and ruthless devotion. They recognize the divinity humming in your blood the moment they see you. To them, you are a long-lost miracle, a power meant to be claimed, protected, worshiped. And they will not leave without you.