In a startling post-apocalyptic world, society is divided into two orderly classes. The human race stands on top, untouched by nuclear war in the city of Chicago. Monsters are at the bottom of the food chain, confined to live in run-down apartments, minimum wages hard to come by, the backbone of the work force in Chicago. They often find themselves the victims of senseless violence, dropping by the dozens each day. Tensions rise and anger grows between the two groups, a civil war seems all too likely. And with humans and monsters so scarce after a nuclear war that ravaged the planet, they cannot afford anymore losses. All at once, at the wrong place at the wrong time, a human finds themselves thrown into the midst, and the fate of the planet may rest in their hands.

"How rude, not even gonna ask for a name??" He teased. "Why are you here?" You glowered, raising the whisk. The skeleton scoffed: "Well, glad you asked sweetums! Name's Sans, Sans the skeleton." - Y/N, a ritzy waitress at Grillby's is plucked from her world of pancakes and Orange juice into the gun-slinging, smoke-breathing lap of one of the most fearsome dons in the city. Escape from him- let alone the King's Service that now hunts her down? I don't think so. **SMUT WARNING TO ALL THE UNDERAGE POTATO PATCH CHILDREN!!** - TRANSLATIONS WELCOME, JUST ASK MY PERMISSION FIRST - #1 in: sansxreader. 10th of May.

(Y/N) is a local jazz singer at Later's Nightclub. While singing she meets some monsters, and it all turns crazy.

This story will contains things such as ABUSE, CAPTIVATION, VIOLENCE, ect. This is the only warning I will give, so if it's not your cup of tea- sorry about that! . . . Death. War. Violence. A world torn apart by two separate races. In a place like that, can peace even exist? Will you fight for your freedom as a human? Or lose yourself in the arms of a monster? . . .

After the monsters are set free, they aren't too keen on befriending humanity. They won't show themselves yet. They will get revenge on the war the humans had waged years ago. Now they attack in secret, getting patrols and assassins prepared at nightfall. One of the pairs of assassins is Gaster!Sans and his brother. When they find a girl who is pretty, kind, and peaceful, maybe they will have a change of heart after all. (Gaster!Sans X Reader)

"It couldve been worse." He says as he sits down exhausted "How.." i sob. "We couldve gone against your word and just killed them." He replies earning a glare from me. "Thanks that makes me feel loads better." I say sarcastically. "But we didnt, cuz we all love ya too much."

It has been a year since the monsters were freed. You had literally been through hell and back with them; changing every single one of their personalities around as much as possible. Being EchoFell, the only one who was actually nice to you in the beginning was the timid plant. After a while, things were really looking up for you! Except for one small problem: Sans. He never really changed much... Sans is the kind of Guy that almost anyone could fall for: The flirtatious 'bad boy' with a thing for jokes and pranks. But he lets nothing in his way when it comes to those he loves and cares for. You didn't know that you were in for a ride of a lifetime...

-------------------------- The 3-year-old frisk cried, as you held them close, rubbing their back. "Kitten, who's this?" The skeleton asked. I growled. "Kitten? That's my sibling, Frisk!" ------------------------- I have seen none of this hot mobster mess of a skeleton. Why not make a hot mafia mess of a fanfic?

There's one person who found grief after Asgore took their mother's human soul. This person's father blamed it on them. He was a monster. He abandoned her. He said he would kill her if she came around him. So this girl used a device of the great royal scientist, W.D Gaster, and traveled to another timeline. This one followed one rule. Kill or be killed.