You have a routine; jog, relax, and work. It may seem mundane to most, but for you it's comfortable, easy. It keeps you in your bubble. And you wouldn't change anything about it. That is, until two skeletons move in next door, and you discover that their lifestyle is a less than conventional one, but one you're going to have to learn to live with anyway, for better or for worse.

[Frisk's Parent Reader | Slow Burn] The dichotomy between black and white is your constant when it's time for you to meet the whole new civilization Frisk brought along with them to the Surface. As a parent, it's not easy to trust others when they've hurt your child. So when that new civilization decides they owe Frisk both for saving their kind and for still hurting them during that process, you've got plenty to say to them. Forgive the monsters as easily as you once did with others during a stage of naivety? Oh, hell no. They better have a good reason for hurting your child and an even better one for wanting to be a part of their family. [Cover Image Credit: 愚木混株CDD20 and scarfacino on Pixabay.] • • • Full Arc List: Arc 1 | Ruins Chapters 1 to 15 (✓ complete) Arc 2 | Enemy Approaching Chapters 16 to 25 (✓ complete) Arc 3 | Pathetic House Chapters 26 to 30 (× current) Arc 4 | Spear of Justice Chapters 31 to 40 Arc 5 | Here We Are Chapters 41 to 50 Arc 5.5/Final Arc | Good Night Chapters 51 to 55

Taking a journey through the Underground seems fun to experience and to Fight or Act through. But is it really fun when you're just an infant? Will you ever make it back home? Or will you be forever trapped in the Underground? And most importantly: We all know how our favorite monsters reacted to Frisk as a child, but how will they react to you being just a small baby? •--------------------------• -Warning!- This is a story-like 'x Reader' only these aren't one-shots or any of the gf or bf relationships. Its kinda like a caretaker ship. - There will be some minor choices that you can choose between in most chapters. - I will be editing chapters for spelling and grammar errors. I'm a slight perfectionist and OCD. Sorry. - { Completed!~ } - Started: Somewhere around June 24, 2017 Ended: March 21, 2018

(COMPLETED) Kainé is starting her second year at Ouran Academy. She's very intelligent for someone her age. But she's not like most girls. She doesn't talk much and isn't a happy-go-lucky girl or socially outgoing for that matter. But the thing that sets her apart the most are her grey dead eyes. She also has a secret. A secret shes willing to protect at all costs. What happens when someone becomes suspicious of how she does things and why? Why is she always secluded and alone? Why doesn't she ever look at anyone in the eyes? What'll if her secret begins to slip out to a certain group? (This is my first fan fic ever written so I hope you like it!) ------- DISCLAIMER I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or it's characters just my oc. Thank you and enjoy.

(Adult Lazarus here - I wrote this when I was like 14 years old. Forgive me.) Sometimes life gets to the point where you feel like you're a paper airplane. One minute you're soaring, feeling as if nothing could ever get you down. But then the next thing you know, you're falling slowly and nothing that you can do can possibly help you. You end up falling and crashing into whatever's below you and the heights that you had once reached. Then it starts all over again - becoming a vicious cycle. Someone picks you back up and throws you, making you soar yet again. But then they watch as you fall, not stopping you or saving you from the hard impact you meet with the ground. The process repeats itself over and over and there's no way you can stop it. After all, you're made of paper - you're delicate, fragile. You're thrown, you soar, you fall, you're picked back up, then it happens all over again until you break - becoming bent and broken from your head to your toes. Until you crash so much that you're ruined - then you're thrown away. At those times, you know that you at least have one person who will fix you. He calls you his queen, as any king would whilst in power of the empire you both strive to build together. This person is your home - your empire. - #6 in Quotes [03.12.21] - #2 in Sans [10.21.21] - Undertale does not belong to me. - Artwork/Music does not belong to me. - Also, I apologize for any of the spelling errors. I type quickly and so I do not really realize if I misspell a word or two. Sometimes I do go back and edit out the mistakes with spelling and such.

You were in your element when you stood on a stage. You could confidently sing the melody, serenely take the harmony, basking in the attention and relishing in the feel of your heels hitting the stage and the strain of your vocal cords. You'd been singing for fours years, but the best career decision you'd made was joining up with Mettaton for several duets. You often performed with the monster, and he'd become your best friend, but despite his constant pestering you had yet to meet the rest of his friends. *Authors Note* I originally started this story in 2016, but never finished. I've recently regained my writing mojo, and decided to rewrite, edit and finish Can You Hear Me?.

Like the title says, it's gonna be sad. But there is a happy end to it I promise!

In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.