The only way to the top in this world, this world born of war, born of death, the only way of ascension? ...is to become someone you don't want to be. And so I've got to break a promise. Because I've got a job to do. And there's no-one who's going to keep me from it. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ How can something so enticing have such awful side affects? All the itching and the scratching from withdrawl keeps me out of check, I am fixated on all of the things that we were together, but those are fragments that are better off lost forever. (Crystalline- Gumi English)

You worked for the newspaper, doing a simple editing job and a few other things here and there. Ever since monsters came out of the ground, though, rent has sky-rocketed for you. You thought you could deal with it, but after a few months you need a roomie to help with the rent. Which, fortunately, you got one! But, unfortunately, you're too awkward to fucking deal, man. And this skeleton just laughs at you for it. -this fic has lots of cussing in it, and is a slowburn!- -if you have any suggestions of drabbles i should write for the story, comment!- all gaster!sans fics are way too serious to my liking on here, so I made more of a slice of life/comedy fanfic! hopefully this will go well HOOWEE Cover art by junkpilestuff on tumblr!! Best ranks: Undertale: #39 (out of 1000+ stories) Gaster Sans: #2 (out of 94 stories) Sans x reader: #8 (out of 595 stories) Sans: #28 (out of 1000+ stories) Slice of life: #22 (out of 1000+ stories) Reader insert: #68 (out of 1000+ stories)

After the monsters raised from Mt. Ebbot they quickly declared peace. They coexist and lived with humans, for a single moment everything was perfect... but then that moment changed. The ambassador of monsters became ill, the greedy humans saw this as a chance to attack. No one can really pinpoint who made the first strike, but that did not matter for war was inevitable. Humans died. Monsters died. Me, however, my story was just beginning. [Cover: http://weheartit.com/entry/group/95418338] [I own none of the artwork within the chapters]

The old bookstore wasn't your home anymore, you finally realized. It was with them. It was with him. (Sans (Undertale)/Reader. The story takes place in second person view. Reader is not Frisk!) (art is by @Elmer_Heiji on twitter)

A Sans X Frisk story! Lemons Maybe! Mature content! Bad spelling! A party in a story!!! XD!!! Warning may be cringy!

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.

Sans the one we know and love will state his opinions on ships! WARNING CUSSING!!