Have you ever wondered what goes on behind those closed glass doors when there are no customers in the store? Do you enjoy funny stories about customers and employees alike? If so, then I have a treat for you! If not then...why are you here? XD I will use as much sarcasm and sass in this as I would love to use with my...
*Cover art by CoffeeGuardian, edited to cover by LunearTea* The first FrangarTale story. Frans is canon. "I am broken, I am not bent." Everyone has two sides...one good, one bad...but what if the seal keeping the two together was broken...? What if the monsters were never an individual race at all, but merely the crea...
The first ever TatteredFell, an AU inspired by Piratetale and Horrortale. ***READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED*** Frisk Pertinacia never had anything to her name, born to a woman who loved drinking and men far too much, but despite her own short comings of property, she gives as much as she can and helps wherever she can...
I've seen others do it, so I decided to have an art book. I just thought it'd make things a heck of lot easier to upload pictures for my stories and what not. I can also test ideas out and see what everybody thinks of them without cluttering up my one current story or any other stories I choose to write in the future...
"I have sinned..." And that's exactly why he was here. He has sinned more times than he can count, and they've finally caught up to him. The cuffs were clamped around his wrists as he was stuffed inside the police car and taken to the station. He had really done it this time, but he just chuckled in the faces of the o...
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet." - Shakespeare A girl born with skin and blood that were a phenomena, little red "flowers" dotting her skin whenever she bled or whenever struck hard enough. As an orphan, Frisk Mercy finds herself at the Underfell Orphanage House for...
*Cover art by Arcus Artifex & LunearTea* He had been there for as long as she could remember, stalking through the woods, his eyes glowing red and blue from the darkness. She could see the glint of his blade as it caught the moonlight, and she always heard what sounded like demonic...barking whenever she saw him as if...