Hey its me and I noticed how little Ink Sans x Readers there are so here we go. Your a girl. Your bullies dragged you to the hole to the underground and threw you in.When you got to Snowdin you did a favor for Sans and somthing Unexpected happened.You turn to be cunfused and scared. This contains no lemons and the art for the cover isn't mine I just edited it all rights go to the original owners.Thank you and enjoy! Y/N = Your Name F/C = Favorite Color H/C = Hair Color E/C = Eye color And there might be more so I'll explain it later when I use them if not then go ahead and start reading.

Two stories, brought together by twists, turns, and a mess of events. (Y/N), a kindly soul from Recoverytale, finds themselves assuming the role of hero, a role they never wanted. Although they are safe with Dream by their side, no one else is. And that simply isn't fair, is it? (N/N), a bold adventure seeker from Recoveryswap, is desperate to find the Nightmare they loved-desperate to save him from the Darkness. But of course, it's never easy to save someone that hardly wants to be saved. The two souls both long for it all to end peacefully. They both wish for their happy ending, but it'll take more than hopes and dreams to get it. Meanwhile, Nightmare is in a state of divided conflict. As he rebels against the Darkness, the Darkness fights back. Nightmare is just as desperate as (N/N)-if he doesn't stop himself, the Multiverse will be torn apart at his hands. Dream is trying desperately to both protect (Y/N) and save his brother. But there's no time to save both of them before the Multiverse collapses into chaos. As a war rages on between positivity and negativity, (Y/N) and (N/N) are forced to work together-but it's not only their lives at stake. It's the life of the Multiverse-and a fallen prince-that's on the line. And they're the only ones that can stop it. ---- (In order to understand anything that's going on, read Expiation and/or Divinity. Both can be found in my profile.) ---- [Dream and Nightmare belong to Jokublogs. The Sans' belong to their respective creators. I only own Recoveryswap and Recoverytale, and of course, this book series.] Book 3 of the Dreamtale Trilogy

Orphaned. Left alone, the definition of it. Like a fantasy, or a dream, saved by a being willing enough to take you under their wing and keep you safe. With secrets to be shared, stories to be told, the months pass by as you trade your lives. Given warmth, Given care, Given love. But so insignificant is your life compared to what lies beyond, what is going outside of the safety and comfort of what you thought to be a normal life. What tall tales lie underneath the happiness you found. ((I wrote this when I was twelve, please stop readInG IT-))

Gone. In a single moment, in the blink of an eye, everything you have ever known or cared for is eradicated. Hopes and dreams, traditions and stories that date back centuries have been erased without thought or care. Nothing matters and no one will ever live again to pass on the memories and stories of what was lost. Except you. You are the anomaly, the glitch that survived when all else could not. When your universe was destroyed, you found yourself stranded, alone, afraid in a white world without end. But there's little time to rest when you discover that your universe was merely a grain of sand on a much bigger ocean. Whole other worlds thrive in different plains of existence, and they're all going to war. In a desperate power-struggle for the upper hand, you find yourself an unlikely ally. The future seems certain, chaos will win and the universe will be plunged forever into violence and bloodshed. And it will take a lot more than a miracle to win.

free·dom (ˈfrēdəm) noun the power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint. Freedom. It's a luxury that few can afford, not after the Great War that ravaged the multiverse and brought entire armies to its knees, eradicating any opposition or those that dare oppose. They call themselves the Shadow, the Dark Brotherhood, they go by many names. A group of mysterious unnamed figureheads govern the multiverse without mercy, sowing terror wherever they please. Ink, the known guardian and protector of the multiverse, has been eradicated from memory and presumed dead. And it's what you believe, a small, unimportant person tucked away in an unimportant universe with an unimportant name. There is no hope, only chaos and suffering flourish in this new age. But when a mysterious message plagues your dreams, a small beacon of hope emerges. You embark on a journey and leave everything you've ever known or loved behind, not that there was much, anyway. Sought at every twist and turn, your once-quiet life evolves into one much more dangerous, and it soon becomes obvious that there are greater forces at work. But the message in your dreams never ceases and there's one thing that you're certain. Ink is alive, and they will stop at nothing to make sure the hope dies with you.

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.

You weren't quite sure what you were. As time progressed, you had been called many things. Hope, future, a new beginning. You weren't quite sure why they called you those things, for each passing day you say locked in a cell, waiting for the freedom that would never come. You weren't alone. You grew fond of two other experiments whom you nicknamed Sans and Papyrus. The routines seemed to grow normal, coma-induced trances, painful tests... And then nothing... One day, the pain stops coming. Slowly, the three of you venture outside of the prison and discover that there is a world beyond the cell.

When your heart stops, you're supposed to stop there. But when your heart stops in the Underground, your soul resets. But what if the reset doesn't work. You're stuck in a stalemate between life and death after your attempted reset glitches. Memories fuzzy and distant, lonely and cold, what does one do to survive their own personal purgatory? Average word count: 1800 - 2200 REAPERTALE FANFIC

Why don't you read and find out? *eyebrow raise*

-Starts with UnderSwap- You were at home with Chara, enjoying a regular day. Since you'd gotten to the Underground, you'd become close friends with many monsters, even if your soul was what was needed to free them. You were about to eat dinner with your friends when disaster whisks you away from your home and into a realm where you're left alone and helpless.