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

(This is the sequel to Sans' House Guests, you should go read that before you read this because you will be confused on what the heck is happening! Read the first story here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/192345936-sans%27-house-guests-creepypasta-x-undertale ) After the events over the months, Sans had finally called out to Slenderman and was taken to the mansion, where he would finally find peace with who he was. Surrounded by friends, he was going to be happy finally. Running from the law now, and taking care of serial killers, it was an odd joy for him. But he was still happy, and that's all that matters. However, others from his past lurk beneath their shadows of remorse, and Sans has to deal with more troubles.

This is for the Crossmare anniversary 3rd July :3 Long ago an ancient chest containing all the gems and riches was kept under lock and key at the palace of the royals. The chest was a target. Pirates from all around the world would come to try steal its riches. But the chest held a curse. "If a pirate takes this chest and steals its riches, may a curse be set on them and the whole world." To keep the world safe, the royals hid the crate, locking it up along with a riddle. The key for the chest was entrusted with their closest and most reliable friend. The oceans been at peace for years now. But the holder of the key died, leaving it to his son, and with the pirates on his trail, its only a matter of time before the world collapses and falls out of balance Crossmare Cover credit: onebizarrekai on Tumblr.

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

(I do not own the picture and it was made by FMgufa77, Error Sans, Undertale, any cartoon in this, or any AU in this unless stated. They belong to their respectful owners. I only own this story and my OC's. This is a bunch of AU's of my story 'Healing What Has Been Broken.', where things went down a bit differently as Error made some different choices in the chapter 'Breaking Things At Breakfast.') The moment he saw that there was another Ink, Error panicked and screamed. He should have known better that he would be safe in any AU, all Sanses and Papyruses were the same to him. They all wanted to break him, make him wish for the mercy of death that he can never have. But the second time is the charm, right? All the Monsters watched in horror as the broken Monster made a portal to the VOID, but before he could fall in, the children jumped into his arms, falling with him into the dark abyss. Ink and Skull had no idea what to do as the portal closed, all they could do was cry and pray that they will be fine. Destiny interfered once more, realizing that they had made a mistake. Error now has his reason to live, but that is not the same as healing and wanting it. How can he heal with so many faces that had hurt him before looking at him? How can he really let go when surrounded by the memories? So Destiny put Error and his children in a new Multiverse, one where it is different more then just personality for the others. Where the rules for SOULS and magic are different, the very foundation is different. Error immediately knows this is not his Multiverse...So what now? This is a bunch of One-Shots where Error, Null, and Void land in a different Multiverse after Error freaks out worse then he did before. Like the CEO, Jock and Nerd, and Vampireverse to name a few. They will be in parts, and some will take a more serious edge then others. Who falls for Error will be different every time. The same thing in each Multiverse is that they won't let Error go without a fight.

We all make choices. He awoke with a start. Memories of his dream still fresh in his mind. He dreamt of the same man repeating the same phrase. It was unsettling. He wiped the sweat from his skull, releasing his tight grip on his chest. He could never quite remember the full detail of his dreams. Always the man's face was absent from his mind. Even now as he struggles to remember, the image slips from view. Only few details remain. The familiar phrase rang through his skull. This is a story about a mortal artist named Encre, a frustrated vampire named Fallacy, and the tale of how they met. There's conflict, romance, bloodshed and a mystery waiting to be solved. I'm aiming for monthly updates, but no promises. Vampire Verse belongs to BlogthegreatRouge on Tumblr Undertale belongs to Toby Fox

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

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.

A captor and a captive begin to exchange letters. What this entails is entirely unseen by the other. Inspired by Wattpad's #JustWriteIt and #LoveLetters challenge comes a new tale featuring Loverofpiggies's and Popcornpr1nce's two beloved AUs, Errortale's Error!Sans and Underswap's Blueberry. Disclaimer: Cover photo belongs to its respectful owner, Girinlifeisgirin on Tumblr. [This story has been discontinued, so please don't ask for any updates. Thank you for understanding!]