He created me to become the people's art. But he has only created the perfect weapon. (Cover drawing is not mine)

You worked for the newspaper, doing a simple editing job and a few other things here and there. Ever since monsters came out of the ground, though, rent has sky-rocketed for you. You thought you could deal with it, but after a few months you need a roomie to help with the rent. Which, fortunately, you got one! But, unfortunately, you're too awkward to fucking deal, man. And this skeleton just laughs at you for it. -this fic has lots of cussing in it, and is a slowburn!- -if you have any suggestions of drabbles i should write for the story, comment!- all gaster!sans fics are way too serious to my liking on here, so I made more of a slice of life/comedy fanfic! hopefully this will go well HOOWEE Cover art by junkpilestuff on tumblr!! Best ranks: Undertale: #39 (out of 1000+ stories) Gaster Sans: #2 (out of 94 stories) Sans x reader: #8 (out of 595 stories) Sans: #28 (out of 1000+ stories) Slice of life: #22 (out of 1000+ stories) Reader insert: #68 (out of 1000+ stories)

It's been two years since the barrier was shattered... All was well until humanity's opinion and voices ruined it all. The war had begun. --------------- Although one girl had always seen the world as a sickening place... A majority of humanity was indeed contaminated, but she was one of the individuals who deserved the mercy of the monsters. From being abused and previously bullied (Y/N) had enough. She escaped her own home, only to be exposed into the havoc of the world. It made her sick. Highest rank: #16 in Fanfiction

Y/N never did fit it in with the crowd, always the outcast, misunderstood, and judged for the peculiar things she did or didn't . Because the world was what it was, she never opened up to anyone, building numerous walls around herself, shutting everyone out so that no one could break them down. Therefore, because she was alone and prefered to keep to herself, she was mostly observant of what others did around her, and as well as being socially awkward, she avoided conversations with people in most scenarios at all costs. What happens when Y/N meets a certain skeleton monster from the underground? Will she let her guard down or will she shut him out? I DO NOT OWN UNDERTALE, ECHOTALE, OR ANY OF THE AU'S

Usually, you wouldn't have had the most interesting life. However one fateful night, that had changed. ~~~ Heellllp! I need the cover art owner! The cover art is not my own artistry, and I wish to credit the artist who made that fabulous artsy picture. Please give me a link to their channel/account/page if you find them and I will include them in the description here! Thank you! ~Boxie

It was supposed to be a search and rescue with your two closest friends. With your 'brother' Frisk missing now two days and that foster home giving less than a damn, it was up to you and your best friends to follow his one clue. But what happens when one little clue leads to a situation larger than life? Will you survive or will you fall in the cruel world of Underfell?

When your heart stops, you're supposed to stop there. But when your heart stops in the Underground, your soul resets. But what if the reset doesn't work. You're stuck in a stalemate between life and death after your attempted reset glitches. Memories fuzzy and distant, lonely and cold, what does one do to survive their own personal purgatory? Average word count: 1800 - 2200 REAPERTALE FANFIC

THIS IS A SEQUEL BOOK!!! IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE FIRST BOOK YET THEN GO FIND IT ON MY PROFILE!!! Anyway, now for the summary: After death, you hadn't expected much to happen. You fell immediately into a place like the void. You just wanted to reconcile for what you'd caused, but your heart had a wish of its own. You wished to turn back the clock and set things right. You wanted to make everyone forget your existence and make them happy again, even if it left you alone. Well, you're one of the lucky ones. You're wish came true and you reset time. But not everything went to plan.

I walked along the street. Everything was perfectly normal. The sun was warm, a soft breeze swept through my short (h/c) hair. Then the sound of glass shattering reached my ears making me jump. A bit frightened I backed away from the sound when something wrapped around my waist and I suddenly felt like someone was spinning me through the air. My feet hit carpet before I was tossed on a couch. "Move and you'll get your little neck snapped."

(Y/n) has had a rough life, how could it get any worse? Let's let G answer that. ~~ This is a Complete Rewrite of Hold Still! I don't own any of the pictures or Songs.