Hi guys! This is my very first Wattpad story, I wanted to become a great writer just like my big sister @Me_as_Yusuke16, she reached like...I don't know how many views but I want to be as great as her! So please don't hate me for this...I only write these stuff for fun...and Yeah! LET'S START!😉 Oh! And only the ones who loves Ink sans, if you are a hater of Ink then........ YOU MUST LEAVE THIS INSTANT!!!!! I'm just making these for fun. ✅ Completed!!!

You opened your eyes and you felt...packed...squeezed sorta you heard people talking to each other "We got the kid that's all there is to it Paps!" A more Anxious voice said "yes but we never kidnapped a child!" The first voice argued "she's not even a kid! she's maybe...twelve?" There's lemon part because someone wanted it Looks at views. Looks at other books. *inhales* WHAAAAAT! How EVEN?! This is my life goal accomplished!

You always enjoyed watching your big sister perform since a young age. As you both got older, something in her was starting to change. She was more sharp tongued, cruel even when she spoke to you. One day she even got a gig to sing with a small group at the local popular bar Grillby's. Long story short she walks out, and you, being kindhearted as you are couldn't leave them to struggle. Dressed up, you sang with the group. Eyes scanning the crowd spotting a skeleton that just couldn't take his eyes off you at the bar. Once your eyes locked something stirs inside of you. Was it a good or bad thing?

Birdtale Sans X winged reader. -Dedicated to Nighthawk-- (Y/N) stood at the edge, the never ending pit calling for her to jump. She folded her wings, closed her eyes, and waited for death. WARNINGS: Mild cursing, slightly triggering content

[Highest Rank: #1 in "sans"] [Second Highest Rank: #18 in "xreader"] (Girls only!) (Earlier updates are on my Quotev account!) WARNING: Profanity and Violence! You were a normal 17 years old girl from the Undertale universe, you fell down Mt. Ebott when you were 15 and you've lived in the Ruins with Toriel. Oddly enough, you haven't heard anything from (F/N) since you fell. And you knew he planned something. The Villains needed a new plan against the Star Sanses and some other heroes. What happens if a mysterious cloaked man tells them about about you?

In the business of human trafficking, mercy isn't a well known word. You and your crate mate, a child named Frisk, are obidiently waiting to be released to a 'master' when havoc breaks out around you. Guns are fired and you're doing your best to protect Frisk when your crate is pried open by unfamiliar faces. How will you fair with your first 'friendly' experience?

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.