No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox

(This is the rewrite/newer version of 'Healing What Has Been Broken'. I do not own Undertale, the characters, or the cover - they belong to their respectful owners and JuneTheTrickster made the art based off of my new design for Erratum. I only own my versions of the characters, OC's, and this story.) Error, the Forced God of Destruction and Destroyer of Universes, formed by Fate and left to be the Multiverse's scapegoat. Ink, God of Creation and Creator of the Multiverse, created by Fate and the most loved out of the Multiverse. Yin and Yang, two sides of the Multiverse's balance. Without creation, the Multiverse would be empty. Without destruction, the Multiverse would become overcrowded and destroy itself. Neither side inherently good or bad, both sides that should work together to stabilize the Multiverse. Should. Yet, Error was so tired. Tired of the pain, the hurt, the betrayal, the endless cycle that seemed to go on forever. Where he was the villain, the insane Monster with no feelings, wants, needs or desires and Ink was the hero, the one that everyone looked up to and loved for 'protecting' them. Fate would not allow him to die. Forcing him into playing a role that he has grown tired of and hate. But, one day, Error had been able to take his fate and change it - making it into his destiny. Landing in this new Multiverse, the impossible became possible. Too bad his own Multiverse found him and wanted to ruin it all for him. Yet, this new Multiverse wouldn't give up Error without causing and fighting a war for him. Much to Error's shock. There was a reason Destiny chose this Multiverse for Error to land into. Healing might take some time, Fate might still be a issue, and it might be different from any other Multiverse, but it is more than willing to fight for one of their's. Error's old Multiverse is in for a ride once they find him, because this new Multiverse is more than a little blood hungry. Unstable Multiverse, meet Warverse.

(Cover by Jam_Painter) (New updated cover!) I do Sanscest. Simple as that. Maybe a little Fontcest. Maybe. I do take requests. But I also do my own ideas. I am Undertale Trash. YAY. Fav ships are CherryBerry, Cream, Crossmare, ErrInk/PaperJam, SciFell, AfterDeath, Poth, and several others. Not in that order...

(I do not own the cover, Undertale, Shears, Error or any of the AU's and characters, they belong to their respectful owners. I only own the stories, the versions of the Errors, my own OCs, and this story.) Five different skeletons that share more then a name have lived harsh lives, given a harsh fate deemed by Fate themselves. Forced, formed to be something they shouldn't have to be - all messed up and broken in various ways. Fate hated them, favoring their first created child, Ink. Yet Destiny favored and loved each one of them, their chosen children. So, in a move Fate did not expect, Destiny swiped the skeletons right out from under Fate's nose. Transporting them to be with one another in a Multiverse far from Fate's control. But that was all Destiny could do besides a few nudges and pokes, once all were together and awake, the rest was up to them to make their own Destiny. Their destiny was now in themselves, no longer in anyone's hold but their own. All five Errors woke up in a abandoned building in the outskirts of a big city, confused and more then one hurt. After the confusion, and checking the Codes, came the acceptance that they were stuck in this New Multiverse. Deciding to stay together and take care of one another as they knew no one else would, they messed with the Codes to give them a background, new ages and names, and went on their way to get a place to stay. But these skeletons are still Errors, meaning that trouble will find them no matter what. Fate may be harsh, but Destiny is a road with bumps and traps, not one for the faint of heart. This city is not always nice and the people in it hold many secrets. The Miscalculation family is not normal, they are broken in many ways, but that's okay. Because for once in their lives, they have a family to hold them up when they fall down. Who better to understand a Error then a Error?

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.

(Cover change!) A compilation of BillDip oneshots! A ton of fluff and angst with both happy and sad endings, and, of course, Bill being annoying and Dipper having to deal with him. Note: This story has been entered in the 2019 Wattys! Yeah! *dabs*

* Currently rewriting. Will put back up the chapter once done with rewriting it. Will take off this notice once done rewriting all the current chapters. (I do not own this picture, Undertale, or any of the characters, they belong to their rightful owners. I only own this story) Waking up in a bed of golden flowers, the little skeleton was confused. So many questions ran through his head, the more important ones asked where he was, and who he was. With a human SOUL of Determination, the little Monster started forth on a journey to leave the Underground, determined to find the person who he was looking for. But Determination comes with a price. The Monster soon found this out when flowers started growing out of him, poisonous flowers. This little Monster though, with all his soft edges and starry eyes, did not give up. With Mercy and Kindness he strove forward. Even as he grew weak, even as he was left blinded, he still believed in kindness and Mercy in this world of Kill or be Killed. It was that very same attitude and smile in which he broke down the walls surrounding another's SOUL and gained himself a protector and love unlike any other. And while the starry eyed one wanted to find the one calling for him, he also did not want to leave his protector alone. But Determination comes with a price, and someone has to pay it.

There were reasons both adults and children were terrified of the dark. There were reasons why there was a curfew limit. There were reasons why the Kingdom had a started secret organization to stop the fangs of the night. ~~~~~~ Vampires were the fang-bearers of the night, both humans and monsters who would feed off of magic energy from normal humans and monsters. They would use the shadows to their advantage, blending into the darkness as they stalked their next victims. However, this was the first time their prey had the backbone to fight back.

(I do not own Undertale or the picture, they belong to their respectful owners.) In this AU, Error never left the Anti-Void. Error never remembered his past or anything before living in the Anti-Void. Only knowing he was a error, what The Voices told him, and how to talk and sleep. He never met Ink, never had the need to destroy worlds. All Error had was the Voices. Nothing but screams of how worthless he was and whispering of how he should give up. In this AU, Error never became the Destroyer of Worlds. All he wanted was to stop feeling so lonely, to understand and belong. Error wanted to leave the Anti-Void. But Balance is needed. Error never became the Destroyer, so someone else would have to. In this AU, Fresh is more vicious, more violent. He can feel anger, hatred, and jealousy. Fresh became jealous of all the other Monster's being able to feel happiness, being able to feel love. To be loved. He wanted feel that, but couldn't no matter how he tried. In this AU, Fresh became the Corrupter of Worlds. Spreading his fresh virus across the Multiverse, possessing whoever he wanted, and turning worlds into a fresh paradise. All he wanted was to feel happiness and love, to love and be loved in return. To stop feeling so empty. In one world, their romance would have many hardships, but still stay nothing but sweet. In this AU, their romance becomes twisted, unhealthy, and dependent. In this AU, the Multiverse will tremble before them.

(I do not own the cover, Undertale, and characters. They belong to their respectful owners. I only own my OCs and this story. Shears is owned by JusneTheGlassesBearer, who was sweet enough to let me use Shears in my own story with my version of Error. They also made me this awesome cover for this book! So, Thanks again~!) Error felt drained, so tired and alone. His broken SOUL and scar ridden bones can only take so much. But he had to go on, forced to live with no meaning but Balance for however long it was needed. Then, one day after destroying star knows how many AU's and a painful fight with Ink, a bloodied and battered Error stumbled not into the Anti-VOID like he planned for, but instead landed in a small isolated AU - one that Error never knew about and looked like the Anti-VOID. No, seriously, the only reason he knew it wasn't was because it has a Code to it. He figured Ink must have hit his head too many times this time, because all he can feel is confusion right now. Meeting the Sans of this AU doesn't help either. How did he never know about this AU? Did Ink hide it from him? Why was there only one Monster here? Was Shears like him? There were so many questions and no answers at all. Both Monsters are broken in their own way, but maybe between the two of them, they can stitch themselves back together to form something new. Error has finally found his meaning to live, and it wasn't destruction. The only issue was that so many others hated what they could form together. Their love to them was unnatural and wrong. Therefore it must be torn apart for the greater good. Destruction should not love, only LOVE. For it if Destruction loves, then how can Destruction be a unfeeling force of destruction? Where would their scapegoat be if that happens? Fate wants to tear them apart. Destiny wants to keep them together. Time is the only one who can only tell how this will all end.