⚠ DISCONTINUED STORY, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. ⚠ After a great war had taken many centuries ago.. A second race of sentient beings emerged from the cold depths of the mountains and into the Surface.. And thus, a powerful and wealthy child had been born. He was a being made of two species. Monster and Human. After many years, the child had become a man. He realized that all this fame and luxury didn't satisfy him. As if there was a hole in his heart that couldn't be filled. A relationship without the connection. A missing piece of a puzzle. A pot without a flower. Many years later.. While strolling through the lively city, he met a beautiful woman. They got together and they were.. Happy. One day, something happened. The man had turned into a vile creature. During this time, the woman learned she bore a child. Wanting to protect the child, she ran. Away from trouble. Away from him. For many years, she hid and protected the child. And finally, she was happy again. But.. All good things must come to an end. =============== !Warning this summary is just about the main characters past! Original Art by: Shizuka Shinimi Edited Art by: _GVortex_ NaJ AU by: thegreatrouge on DeviantArt

(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.

[Highest Rank: #1 in "sans"] [Second Highest Rank: #18 in "xreader"] (Girls only!) (Earlier updates are on my Quotev account!) WARNING: Profanity and Violence! You were a normal 17 years old girl from the Undertale universe, you fell down Mt. Ebott when you were 15 and you've lived in the Ruins with Toriel. Oddly enough, you haven't heard anything from (F/N) since you fell. And you knew he planned something. The Villains needed a new plan against the Star Sanses and some other heroes. What happens if a mysterious cloaked man tells them about about you?

Sans AU's X Reader X Papyrus AU's (Girls only!) (FASTER UPDATES ARE ON QUOTEV!) (#ShoeTheTape) You were a quiet, anti-social girl with a big house you've got from your parents. (F/N) was your best friend, he's a crazy, creepy, mysterious, suspicious guy, yet he still was your friend, even after he broke your window and door... TWICE. However, one day he asked you a question which would change your dull life forever. Many skeletons surely change your life routine. *You're filled with SAFETY

Routine. The entirety of every living thing is dominated by it, human or monster. Everything HAS to be the same. It was in this that you were the exception. For you everything was new, every time line a detailed altered in order to satisfy your sadistic desire for a new ending, whether it be only a few details of dialogue altered or something else entirely. Monsters you once considered family you now butcher and slaughter without a second thought, after all, that's what the Reset is there for, right? And all at once it stops. Your small hold over the Underground is ripped away from you and you are thrown into a dying timeline, monsterkind's final attempt at self-preservation. You're alone, completely and utterly alone. Except one. And he has a bone to pick with you.

Moved from AO3 because of reasons! "You are the only maid (or worker in general) that serves for the Skeletal Household. It's a skele-ton of work, but you manage by keeping onto a fairytale dream."

Nightmare Sans x Female Reader, corrupted Nightmare

NO LEMONS! You are all alone in a world of chaos. The rest of your family was killed when the havoc started, and your friends either moved to safer places or died. The only reason you stayed is because you want to keep what little remains of their lives and stay as connected as possible. The only catch is, because you stay, a group of extremely violent people beat you at the same time every day. It's been getting worse... you've tried to run or hide or avoid the attack, but to no avail. You think your loosing HOPE, but HOPE has just started to look for you, and it's DETERMINED to find you and keep you safe. No matter what the cost.

You are an emotopath meaning you can feel emotions and a very strong one at that so felt more than emotions. Your parents were horrible to you and the students at school were no better. At the beginning and end of every day you would go to the tree, 'your' tree. Sitting in it not knowing someone else was there, and like the song goes you might end up k-i-s-s-i-n-g.

Ever since you were young you would go to the tree that held the black and gold apples. You would never get close enough to touch it and neither would your friends. After all with all of the rumors that went around about how if people got to close to the tree they would disappear with out a trace. But as you got older your fear of it grew less and less until you would find yourself sitting under the tree on your days off to do random things like homework or reading. Heck you even fell asleep under It a few times. But as time goes on you begin to feel as if your being watched more and more along with a increase of you having nightmares as you sleep. I don't own the art that I will be using in this story. Nor did I make or help make undertale or dreamtale.