(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 p...
This is just a collection of Undertale-themed one-shots that go along with the plot of my Sans x Reader fanfic, "When Two Souls Meet." It's a community project, and will have several entries from the winners of my one-shot contest, as well as some chapters written by yours truly. This can be read as a stand-alone grou...
Read the damn title. Art not belongs to me but belongs to Golzy on tumblr. Requests still can continue! I need more requests!!!!! #105 - sans in ranking. #392 - sans in ranking. (2019)
[THIS IS A SEQUEL TO MY OTHER FANFIC "WHEN TWO SOULS MEET!" If you haven't read it, I would highly suggest it--the story won't make much sense otherwise.] Sans has finally found someone he can trust--Frisk's sister, the eighth fallen human. After months of step-siding and awkward interactions, the two are finally a co...
You woke up and tried to gaze around the darkened room, your vision was blurry. It was just a bad dream, you thought. Your eyes adjusted and you realized it was far from it... {Completed} Thanks so much for 300+ votes & 10k+ reads, holy heck.
How many times have you seen this world, how many resets does it take for you to give up hope? Does anything even matter after all this, does trying do anything? Will the struggle help at all, can I even believe in anyone anymore? The only thing keeping me going now is my resentment.
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...