Sans and Papyrus were your best friends until randomly they just cut off all contact with you. This went for everyone else in your life so it didn't really hurt that much when they did. The only question is why they didn't do it sooner. So after two years of loneliness, what was originally a drop off turned into a hospital trip, a broken leg, and your once best friends now homeless. What should be happening is them owing you a thanks for rescuing their so called, "Cousins" from a fire. Yet here you are offering them a place to stay, at your big ass mansion for the next eight months. So now you live with the people who abandoned you, along with their so called "family" who by the way don't really like you because you're a mage, but it's barely relevant to the plot so - What could possibly go wrong? Cover by EverLovingCheeseCake

In a startling post-apocalyptic world, society is divided into two orderly classes. The human race stands on top, untouched by nuclear war in the city of Chicago. Monsters are at the bottom of the food chain, confined to live in run-down apartments, minimum wages hard to come by, the backbone of the work force in Chicago. They often find themselves the victims of senseless violence, dropping by the dozens each day. Tensions rise and anger grows between the two groups, a civil war seems all too likely. And with humans and monsters so scarce after a nuclear war that ravaged the planet, they cannot afford anymore losses. All at once, at the wrong place at the wrong time, a human finds themselves thrown into the midst, and the fate of the planet may rest in their hands.

You were working with Alphys in the lab in Undertale when chaos strikes! In a freak accident, concentrated determination is mixed with an unnamed concoction and blow you through a dimensional rift. When you reawake, you find yourself in what seems to be the beginning of Undertale once again. Upset but not overly surprised, you make your way back to Alphys's lab... Only to find her lab assistant is no longer you! Working with Alphys now is a tall, punkish skeleton with two cracks in his skull and a snarky attitude. As they help you find your way home, will you find more than that? *I DO NOT OWN UNDERTALE OR GASTERTALE!!! I WISH I DID BUT I DO NOT! THIS IS JUST A FANFICTION!!*

You woke up in the middle of the street (I DONT OWN ANYTHING ONLY THE OCS AND STORY!!) (Please don't judge me this is my first time writing a story)

The first time you read the paper you wanted to laugh. It had to be a joke, right? Your friend walked like he was indestructible. How could he be dead? Being a friend to a mobster was never easy, losing that friend definitely wasn't easy, and reconnecting with one will surely be a battle.

[COMPLETE] (Commemorating 300 follower Milestone! Thank you Everyone ♡) [If you are not one for mystery and suggestive topics, please do not read this book. This isn't an accurate follow up of the Hazbin Series. Published on the 9th of November, 2018] Highest Rankings: - 1st in Alastor - 1st in HazbinHotel - 1st in Fandom "You seek answers for the questions you don't want to know, and you seek happiness in a world of pain and suffering. You can't trust them, you can only trust me." Which side are you truly on? [Does not take place in Hell.] Story by me Alastor from Hazbin Hotel 9/11/2018 - 11/2/2019

It's the early 1920s, and your a local in New Orleans, Louisiana. You were listening to the radio one evening just in time to hear about the new bar opening down the street. While on your journey, you found yourself becoming enamored for a charming young man that seemed perfect. Almost too perfect... I DO NOT OWN HAZBIN HOTEL. ALL RIGHTS GO TO VIV. THE ART IS NOT MINE. STORY IS MINE. MAY CONTAIN INTIMATE(not all the way smut) OR GORY SCENES. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. This is also my first fanfic I ever wrote so sorry if not up to high standards you guys are used to seeing. Edit: HEY PLEASE READ THIS!!!! This story is pretty old and I was literally ass at writing when I was starting this story. So, if one or two chapters don't really make sense, PLEASE KEEP READING I PROMISE I GET BETTER🙏🙏🙏 Achievements: #15 in "Alastor" #7 in "alastorxreader #6 in "alastorxreader"

You are the daughter of a inventor, its the year 3024. Since you were 5, you've had weird dreams of a man, you have no idea who this man could be, but you know some day you'll find out. You help your dad with the things he makes, he likes making robots, I mean, it's 3024! Who wouldn't? You and your father live in a small town in America. It's a quite peaceful town, many people visit the place for it being so peaceful. You wake up from the same dream you've had for years, to the sound of clanking, so you go down to your father, you find out he's making a robot, but a very weird looking robot from the one he normally makes, and he tells you someone came into the workshop the day before asking if they could have a robot made for them, and paid your father great money too, the day the man comes to pick it up, you know... who the person in your dreams for years were... and you needed to know why it was him... was it fate? Or maybe a coincidence? Stay tuned~

(Y/N) is new to hell. The decade is the 1930's, and she met a man who took her hand, and showed her the "life" of hell. ------- I sort of left the fandom and I am now in another fandom. I want to finish this but first I want to finish all of the fics I have started for my current fandom I am (4 fics to be precise).

A man creeped down the hall. However, she could barely call it a human, much less a man. It's body shape did give indication that it was ONCE a human, but it obviously wasn't anymore. Letting out a screech of anger, it charged for her. •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• •Female reader. Sorry guys! •Based off of a Alastor x reader called Hell House. •I know Alastor is Asexual, and I don't mean to disrespect that. However, if requested, a lemon might be made.