For the Crossmare anniversary uwu This is a hunger games Undertale crossover because I'm starting to run out of original ideas. --- "I-I dreamed it was m-me... M-My name was p-pulled out." "I know, I know..." He whispered, pressing the smaller's face into his chest. "But it's not real. Your name will only be in there once, they're not going to pick you." "B-But if th-they d--" "They won't Chara, they won't." He closed his eyes, gently rocking his brother in his arms. He could remember having horrible nightmares the day before the Reaping. It happened to everyone. Fear could do just about anything to someone."It won't be you, I promise." "You can't promise s-something like that..." He mumbled weakly. "Watch me." He smiled softly, pressing a kiss against Chara's forehead. The smaller tried to return the smile, but couldn't. "A-And what if you're the one picked?" Cross shook his head softly, rubbing his back. "I wont be Chara, I won't be." "Promise?" He whispered, looking up at him with watering eyes. He nodded, gently wiping the tears away with his thumbs. "I promise it won't be either of us, okay?" "You never break a promise..." "Exactly." --- uwu Cover Credit: Pea_Neko on Pintrest

They first came as individuals, people caught up in the Nuclear blast of Craitown. But people soon realised that the infected numbers were increasing. Cities were swarmed by mobs of what the few remaining survivors dubbed as 'Zombies'. The virus messed with their brains, driving them insane with a crazy instinct to kill. Survivors fled, taking refuge in defended shelters, sticking in groups. But nothing can keep the infected back. No defences. No weapons. No running. With numbers steadily rising and the living population dying out, the world is still no closer to finding a cure. And now people are starting to wonder, is this really the end of the world? DISCLAMER: This book contains horribly OOC characters and I as the author thoroughly dislike this book so don't have high hopes Cover credit: Avri_02 on Tumblr

Dear, Nightmare, Cross, Error, Dust, Horror, Killer, Lust, Reaper, Geno, Ink, Dream, Blue Hey guys, It's me...Sci, So uh, I've just discovered something really cool. And I mean like, really cool. I was wandering if ALL of you could come down to my lab this afternoon so I can show you this thing. I promise you'll love it! -Sci- Nightmare frowned and looked at Error, who had been reading over his shoulder. He simply shrugged in response. "Eh, might as well, I'm bored and we've got nothing to do. What could possibly go wrong?" What could possibly go wrong...? Ehehehehe I wonder.

A collection of short stories and one-shots centered around... you guessed it, Poth! May have bits of Afterdeath and Drink sprinkled in every so often. Expect drama, angst, fluff, silliness, puns... all that good stuff.

A collection of Sanscest Oneshots that's just a front for my poorly hidden Afterdeath addiction. Requests are Closed as listed in the title. It is unlikely I will open them anytime soon, if at all, so don't expect me to write anything you send my way. I don't mind if you share story ideas or just ships you'd like to see: Sometimes inspiration will strike in the strangest way. Otherwise, don't make requests with the expectation that I'll pick it up if requests open up again. Cover Art by me Credit for the characters: Geno, Error, and Fresh by CrayonQueen (loverofpiggies) Reaper by Renrink Cross by Jakei95 Dream and Nightmare by Joku Dust by calvateyla, et al Killer by rahafwabas Horror by Sour-apple-studios Fell and Swap by the Undertale Community Classic Sans and Undertale by Toby Fox --Second Gen-- Goth by Nekophy Raven by Echoiarts Sorell by Zenkomi-chan or Ivywolf777 Shino by Blue-kohina Palette by Angexci --Third Gen-- Pastel(Poth child) by Toru-ut

(Cover by Jam_Painter) Palette and Goth, 30 Day NSFW challenge! All of the good things... ;)

(Cover by Artisticdraw) Most of this is my head-cannon Fell!Poth. Goth hated how Palette would always find his haunts, never leave him alone, bother him, bug him, bully him, torture him. Palette loved seeing how flustered Goth would get over his teasing. And Goth hated how much he liked the jerk. Love and Hate have a fine line, but both carve deep grooves in those they touch. Let's see how two of those grooves line up... (Welcome to Angst!)

Palette moved out to a little cabin in the woods to hone his skills as an artist. Three years into his seclusion, he stumbles across a red-scarved skeleton that changes his world. Main story complete. May have bonus chapters written sporadically.

I'm Crossmare trash, so yea Cover: Kmi on Tumblr :3

Skdhhxhs bad art, stories for events like Christmas, Valentine's Day etc. Edit: Just art now :'3 Cover credit: me