What if there is more than one multiverse? What if there were hundreds of multiverses aside from the one we know? What if there were much larger threats than the simple creator or destroyer? What would happen if a creator or destroyer vanished? Error awakes in the antivoid after an hour nap. He hasn't been able to sleep for a while due to the creator..however, he has gone quiet..too quiet. Quiet to the point where the destroyer has begun to grow worried about his enemy. Nightmare sat atop his throne in the dark mansion he and his team resided at holding a small pendant in his hand. It was a pendant his brother had gifted to him about a month before his "mistake". Nightmares worry had been growing as the positivity had begun to deplete from dreamtale. Dream, Nightmare's brother, had also vanished with the creator. This story revolves around the many multiverses, many of which are unknown. There may be a lot of headcanons in the book but it will still be close to canon. The error in this story also revolves around many headcanons but he is close to canon. I might add a ship idfk T.W.: violent scenes/descriptions, foul language, self harm, mentions of suicide/murder, depression, and torture amoung other topics that may trigger some people. If you feel uncomfortable with these topics then stop reading here.

Frisk just wants to save monster and humankind, but does she have the determination to do everything she wants? Especially as she has now been blamed for the terrible crimes committed by her sister. G has stopped caring, but can this infuriating woman who becomes his neighbour pull him back into the world and seek for justice again. I'm so bad at descriptions :/ I'm delving headfirst into fanfiction. You guys may not like this story or even read it but I'm going to try. This is a Gsans and frisk story, there will be an attraction between them but it may be slow :P I do not own the characters or their respective AU's. I'm simply throwing my own twist into the mix hoping you like. I do not own any of the art featured in this book, they are just all amazing. Will involve some moderate language, violence and trigger warnings, hence the mature rating, I will warn at the beginning of chapter if there is a trigger warning.

Frisk had always run into the occasional human-hating-monster, but when the attacks got more violent and consistent, she has no other choice but to seek the companionship of G, a criminal who was working off his jail years by serving the police force. [I apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes. I'll edit it after I actually finish it.]

(This story is a crossover of the many UnderTale AU's and a show called The Office U.S on Netflix. I don't own any of the AUs, I don't own The Office, and I don't own UnderTale either) Ah, an office. A paper supply office. You'd think working there would be boring, quiet, but it isn't exactly like that. With two branches who hate each other merging into one, and a power obsessed person placed in second command, things will definitely get interesting in the Eastern branch. Drama will ensue, romance will blossom, and much more will happen in this office. While the skeletons have to sell paper stacks. (Also, remember this story is completed, so there will be no more updates! If you like Sanscest, or you hate it but like Undertale, I have more stories both Sanscest and just classic UnderTale related on my profile! Make sure to check me out!)

After your parents were brutally murdered, you escape up Mt. Ebott, a place where people disappear and never come back..........

"You know sweetheart, lying doesn't get you anywhere with me." He said lighting a cigarette and placing it in between his teeth. Vanilla, leather, and smoke is quite the intoxicating smell. "I'm not lying, also who gives you the right to judge if I'm lying or not?" Something flickers inside me, a warm burning feeling that fuels my anger with this asshole. Walking up closer to me he pins me against the wall, smoke dances around his skull in a vary of swirls and curves. "Let's get something straight dove, I am your worst nightmare and I am your best daydream. I can see right through people, ironic right? There's something about you, I know you're hiding something inside." He really is good at seeing through people, but the thing is I'm not like anybody else. The media I use in this book does not belong to me, they belong to their rightful owners! Gastersans is NOT my original character ! He was created by Borurou Undertale was created by Toby Fox Highest rankings #1 Gatersansxreader #1 Gastertale #19 Gastersans

Frisk freed all monsters and everyone is happy, except one monster. Finally Geno can rest at peace, but a certain human has caught his eye and gave him a new reason to keep on living.

A Sequel to 'His Dream', a Sansby fanfiction. This time Sans pops the big question and brings a new light into Grillby's life. And don't forget about the weddings! Art not mine! (Anyone know the artist??)

A fluffy Sansby story. Sans has a dream that reveals unexpected feelings, now aware that he is in love with Grillby. After a while of avoidance, he decides it's time to see the fiery bartender and tell him the truth. He deserves that doesn't he? (Art not mine, check out le-poofe on Tumblr!)

EDIT: READER AND PAPYRUS ARE BOTH IN THEIR TEENS!! WARNING: BOOK CONTAINS SWEARING/CUSSING AND VIOLENCE Just before she passed away, my grandmother told me about the monsters who lived under Mount Ebott. My mother hated everyone. My father died in the war of the monsters. My grandmother decided to whisper to me: "Promise me, You will find, A better family. One who will love you, No matter their duties. I will love you too, I will be watching you. No matter your choice, Let me hear your happy voice." So that's what I did. Her words went through my head as I climbed the mountain, hoping that a monster could help me. - "Sans flinched as the shouting downstairs grew louder. The ropes around my wrist seemed to grow tighter as I struggled, hoping to break free from the monster stomping up the stairs angrily. As Sans stepped back, his door was smashed open. I took one long look at the figure standing there and instantly knew: this is why I am here." - (SLOW STORY! MANY SLOW CHAPTERS BECAUSE OF DETAILS)(COVER ART NOT BY ME!)