G grew up as a thief, he didn't have a choice of course, he had to do what was necessary for him and his lil bro to survive. Although monsters are kind, it doesn't mean they're always willing to help someone on the streets. And then we have Frisk, the sweet innocent and curious girl, oh, and we can't forget, overly determined. Her and Chara were both adopted by Toriel and Asgore, an important and royal family. Chara is the mischievous one, ever since she had turned 17 she started sneaking out only to come back drunk but as time went on she would come back only drunker, this spiked Frisks curiosity, 'where was Chara even going?'. This will probably be mostly G's POV(maybe)but definitely a mix between G and Frisk. Frisk and G will meet when they're young, teens maybe. Slowburn in coming? Might be some fluff(Idk how to write that kinda stuff... sorta) but no lemons, I don't believe nor think that skeletons have ecto parts(or whatever yall call it). Oof, this is my first story, not entirely sure where I'm going with it but enjoy it!(there maybe a lot of editing...just a warning)

Cigarettes, lilac skies and poetry at 3am: sixteen-year-old Pietro ''Pit'' Rossi knows the adrenaline of feeling empty and infinite at the same time. With the reputation of a goofy idiot who doesn't care about anything at all, getting held back at school doesn't seem like a problem. But it is. Because Pit cares about everything, and he always cares too much. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

Diary entry --- It doesn't look too terribly steep, but there's no doubt I'll break a few bones, maybe I'll get lucky and it'll be over before I know it, it's better than getting disintegrated by a nuke. I'd rather both me and Raksha have a quick death, as much as I hate to say it, or even think it, but what else can I do? I'll just have to risk it, and who knows? Maybe that story is true, maybe there are creatures down there, and maybe they'll help me, they can't be all bad, right? ________________________________________________ Undertale and it's characters belong to Toby Fox.

The first ever TatteredFell, an AU inspired by Piratetale and Horrortale. ***READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED*** Frisk Pertinacia never had anything to her name, born to a woman who loved drinking and men far too much, but despite her own short comings of property, she gives as much as she can and helps wherever she can. A sweet mercy to the horrible world and horrible town that she was born into, but this town has a darkness approaching ready to steal away with everything they hold dear and burn whatever scraps were left to the ground. Sympathy was letting someone go...Empathy was seeing someone in a similar state and giving a helping hand in whatever way you could...but mercy...Mercy was leaving no one behind... ...alive. "Well, ain't ye just a pretty li'le jewel..." His voice was rough and husky, deep like booming thunder that shook me to my core with every word that he spoke. "I wouldn't mind takin' ye for meself..." I shuddered when I felt his breath on my neck, my mind shooting back to all the stories my mother used to tell before she abandoned me on the streets, but it recalled none of the good ones, only remembering the stories of the pirates and their desires, left lustful after being out at sea for so long to the point that when they made landfall, they took whoever they wanted whenever and however they wanted. They did not ask permission, and they were not mindful of their "partner," being far from gentle. All of this plagued my mind even as I was pinned to the wall by who was surely a pirate, his breath on my neck as he taunted, "I wouldn't be tryin' to pull that bone out...Ye would surely bleed to death...such a fragile li'le thing...Humans be just like flowers...soft 'nd frail..."

HERE IT IS! Mafiatale! NOT MY AU! My own version. SANSXFRISK They my OTP. I hope you like this story! Another Fransfic to go!