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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)

The monsters have finally made it to the surface and have been legalized to roam the surface as they please. The first couple of months have been spent as a paradise where humans and monsters have lived in peace and happiness. But as we all know, humans tend to be afraid of what they don't understand and the appearance of the monsters only seemed to have fueled the rising tension. You are a member of one of the biggest clubs that support the monster's appearance, known as the FMC (For Monsters Corporation). There is a rival club, known as the DM (Destroy the Monsters) that only wants to exterminate the existence of the monsters, and with every passing day, conditions only seem to be getting worse. Determined, you try to make things right and equal for all beings, but things start to alter when you meet with a certain skeleton. And with this certain skeleton, you, dear reader, reveal your biggest, most valuable secret...your little "defect". •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• COVER ART IS NOT MINE, I ONLY EDITED IT OUT FOR MY COVER. UNDERTALE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME, IT BELONGS TO TOBY FOX. I am simply writing this for the sake of my imagination, as well as for the entertainment of others. Thank you.

(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.

Just some oneshots that I write when I'm bored or if I want to. If you have an idea that you want me to make into a chapter then let me know by commenting or by writing on my home page on wattpad.

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. Please note the the story is primarily on Quotev, so updates to Wattpad may be late, or lag behind that of Quotev. The story also has the potential to become mature. (I haven't decided yet.)

I dont even know what i'm doing. I just love sans and stuff...... fuck my life what even is this Its a "love" story (ew) including frozen spagetti and bad puns i guess and flowers..... maybe idk

Dancing has always been a part of you. It was a way to express how you were feeling without having to tell anyone. It was also a way to forget and let go of the awful situations you seemed to find yourself in. Which was unfortunately a lot. After running away from the death of your parents, you find yourself entering a strange city full of dancers, monsters and humans alike. You meet a skeleton while dancing in the middle of the forest late at night and over time start to develop strange feelings for him. Feelings that can make people do crazy things. While living in the city, you struggle with mean girlfriends, crazy adventures, confusing love, rivalries, a secret identity, competitions, and of course, dancing. You also struggle with two lives, the life of Y/N and the life of Myst. It's hard enough living one life, but when the other has fame and reputation, it's even harder to let go. But what happens when the person you love most finds out who you really are? ((COVER ART IS NOT MINE))

(Y/N) (L/N) was always one to take up a challenge. Her confidence and friendly demeanor landed her in the popular side. Not to mention she hangs with jocks and nerds. Anyone who wanted to be her friend, would become one. Her dad was a great athlete and her mother was a police officer. Although both are dead, they taught her self defense, all sports, and much more. She moves in with her brother who is one year older. When she joins Underhigh's basketball team, a certain skeleton wanted to know her more than a friends . . . . And he might not be the only one. Cover: blogthegreatrouge Jock!Paperjam: blogthegreatrouge Highest Rank: #425 in fanfiction

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