𝔇𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔅𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔶- { 𝐼𝑛𝑘 X 𝐸𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟 } ________________________________ Dangerous Beauty- { Ink X Error ________________________________ Error isn't the type who believes in mythology or anything of that nature; you could even say he found it foolish. Even after encountering a possible mermaid, he refused to believe it was one, but after an old friend of his introduced him to a deal, the WWKingdom offered he couldn't pass it up. The kingdom offered money to anyone who found a mermaid. Error certainly couldn't pass the deal up, knowing he out of any other person could find one, and so he set out on his journey to retrieve a mermaid. Once he had captured one, things started taking a dark turn. Their relationship started as a fight over dominance which Error knew he couldn't win, though it quickly turned into flirting and then actually loving each other. However, I fear their relationship won't end happily- ━━━━━━༺༻ ━━━━━━ ERROR!Sans/Error Belongs Too: LoverOfPiggies/CrayonQueen ━━━━━━༺༻ ━━━━━━ Ink!Sans/Ink Belongs Too: Myebi/Comyet ━━━━━━༺༻ ━━━━━━ {Ink is primarily dominant-}

PLEASE READ BEFORE GETTING INTO THE STORY Description: Your name is (Y/n) and you are originally from an au called Dreamtale! Your life hadn't been the easiest however, but you were quick to always move forward despite this... Before Nightmare had become corrupted, you were his best friend and lover. You kept him from his breaking point, you maintained his sanity and most importantly... returned his love. One thing that is definitely important about yourself is that you are a selective mute... And your only desired partner for conversation is the King of Negativity himself... But what will happen once the true evil lurking within your lover drowns out whatever light he had left? What will happen when you discover that the Nightmare you knew was replaced by a monster that still somehow holds love for you? "And even with the evil finally in control of Nightmare, if both his sinister side and his old self agreed on something- then it would always be his priority... They both love her." This is practically my first story that I have ever decided to share online. It is quite a terrifying experience for me, so I hope that anyone who decides to read this will enjoy it. Anyway, I should probably inform my readers about a few things. First off, my primary language is not English, however, I will still be making an effort with my grammar! Second off, I will try and update this as frequently as possible... Even though I can get somewhat shy or concerned about how my work goes. Otherwise, all you will need to know is this: (Y/n): Your name (F/n): Friend name (E/c): Eye color (H/l): Hair Length (H/c): Hair color (S/c): Skin color (F/c): Favorite color Some things I will likely determine for the reader, but what is posted above will be the basics. Please also note that this story may contain some content that would be best for more mature audiences. Also, the cover image belongs to me, please do not use it without permission or steal it.

PLEASE READ BEFORE GETTING INTO THE STORY: In a story of Undertale where Monsters are bound to the laws of having a Soul Mate, (Y/n) doesn't understand her own role in this world of deceit and cruelty... not until she meets a certain skeleton. While she is best friends with Frisk, the two trust each other at all times. Although... how far can (Y/n) run from her past? Especially when both her and Frisk are primary targets to it... --- Okay, so an important note. This story will have shorter chapters. Probably around 1500+ words each. Whenever I am unable to preform a larger update for my other story, I will instead do this one. Anyway, I hope that you guys enjoy! Sans will also have a possessive nature in this, fair warning. Also, this is rated mature. So keep that in mind while reading. Also, as all of my stories have gone on thus far... the image DOES belong to me, please do not steal it/ use it without permission! And here are your important key words while reading the story! (Y/n): Your name (E/c): Eye color (H/l): Hair Length (H/c): Hair color (S/c): Skin color (F/c): Favorite color

Discontinued - DM me if you would like to write a finish for the story. (This is my first story, hope you like it and bear with me!) Since it was Monday today, it wasn't very busy. Just a couple of people here and there. A slow day. For some reason, you have a TV mounted on the wall in the store that showed the Local News Station. "Breaking news! The legends are true, the monsters from Mount Ebott are real!" ***** Being 5'4, he towered over you. But what freaked you out was that he was staring at you with red pin-pricks used for eyes in pitch black sockets the entire time while shortly talking to his much taller brother. He extended a bony hand to you, which you hesitantly excepted. "Nice to-," You stopped midsentence, retracting your hand from Sans' hand with a yelp. "ha! the ol' buzzer in the hand trick. it always rattles people's bones. heheh, anyways, how are ya?" He said with a deep, Boston accent, chuckling. You are filled with Awkwardness and Anxiety. The beginning is horrible, but it gets better in the end!! I think... __((Art on cover not mine!! The title, name, and background are!!))__ Started: 02/10/2019 Finished: ??/??/???? ON HOLD ‼️

PLEASE READ BEFORE GETTING INTO THE STORY. Monsters are finally above ground, on the surface where their Human friend Frisk led them. They wanted to see the stars, take in the world and break free from their prison... but unfortunately, integrating them into society didn't go as planned. When thrown into a word of deceit and lies, where money became respect and power... Monster kind chose the Mafia life over the hatred. Trying to make it to the top was starting to feel impossible- until a new opportunity emerged. With the help of a mysterious informant, they may just have a shot at becoming the most powerful Mob in the country. Though when a much larger scheme starts to reveal itself, coming to terms with the truth might be a little harder than expected. But that doesn't really bother you, right? Because you're just the informant. So as usual, a little bit of a quick note. This story happens to be rated mature, which means that you might read some things that you are not entirely comfortable with! I will also be releasing a big story for Blue x Reader once I am about half way through this story. I needed more time to finish the plotline for that one, since it is so unique that I had to wrap my head around it a bit more. Anyway, like in all of my stories- the cover DOES belong to me. So please do not steal it, etc. Mobtale belongs to its original owner, your character belongs to me. Hehe. And I did come up with this plot so- yeah. Remember these important keys when it comes to reading the story! (Y/n): Your name (E/c): Eye color (H/l): Hair Length (H/c): Hair color (S/c): Skin color (F/c): Favorite color

PLEASE READ BEFORE GETTING INTO THE STORY. Your name is (Y/n), and you play the role of an unusual pacifist. In the story of Horrortale, your unique soul allows you to see WD Gaster who no longer holds a powerful connection with the underground due to the inactive core. After your parents are killed, Gaster makes a deal with you. He will help you extract revenge on your parent's murderer, and in return... you were going to fix the core in the underground. While Sans failed to do it when everyone went insane, you knew what you had to do because well. The creator of the core told you everything that you needed to know. The real trick isn't the resources that you've been gathering during your time on the surface for the job, it's the things that are in the underground that you have yet to obtain. While it is true that you have a lot of experience with fighting and a high amount of LV thanks to Gaster's guidance... you now decided to stop killing, and start saving. ...... But can a stone cold pacifist truly manage her way through Horrortale? Okay, a quick note. This story is rated mature, blood, gore, some more sensitive things that you might find extremely suggestive. Since people are enjoying my Nightmare x Reader story, I decided to do a little bit extra. My updates with this book will be a bit slower. (Totally didn't write this story because I wanted to do a drawing of horror for the cover.) This story is kind of a slow burn, but unlike my other story, the reader is no pushover. Like in the The King's Queen, the cover DOES belong to me, so please do not steal it, etc. Remember these important keys when it comes to reading the story! (Y/n): Your name (E/c): Eye color (H/l): Hair Length (H/c): Hair color (S/c): Skin color (F/c): Favorite color

Highest Rank: #290 in Fanfiction ××× "Its a mad, mad, world out there, girlie. And your kind just makes it madder." Everyone has a lock. Some people are lucky enough to find someone who holds the key. Opal's lock has been rusted and unused for years. But when a bipolar skeleton wipes away the dust and doesn't mind the rust on her edges, she can tell she's in for one hell of a ride. ××× "That star looks like you." He said randomly, guiding your hand to see the star he was looking at. "How the hell is a star supposed to look like me?" You said, leaning your head on his shoulder. He ignored your sarcastic response and mumbled quietly to himself, "It's the brightest one of all." ×××

The monsters have finally made it to the surface and have been legalized to roam the surface as they please. The first couple of months have been spent as a paradise where humans and monsters have lived in peace and happiness. But as we all know, humans tend to be afraid of what they don't understand and the appearance of the monsters only seemed to have fueled the rising tension. You are a member of one of the biggest clubs that support the monster's appearance, known as the FMC (For Monsters Corporation). There is a rival club, known as the DM (Destroy the Monsters) that only wants to exterminate the existence of the monsters, and with every passing day, conditions only seem to be getting worse. Determined, you try to make things right and equal for all beings, but things start to alter when you meet with a certain skeleton. And with this certain skeleton, you, dear reader, reveal your biggest, most valuable secret...your little "defect". •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• COVER ART IS NOT MINE, I ONLY EDITED IT OUT FOR MY COVER. UNDERTALE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME, IT BELONGS TO TOBY FOX. I am simply writing this for the sake of my imagination, as well as for the entertainment of others. Thank you.

When made by his father, the god of death, he didn't know his purpose. All he could do was kill things on accident...he didn't mean to kill them, he just wanted a friend. When the people and monsters of the town banished him in the forest, he started to live there, experiencing different things and different forms of life...only to kill them. He soon figures out his purpose...it's to kill, to Reap...to destroy...just like his father wanted him too...Reaper didn't want to kill, and that made his father angry... He was forced to kill others by his father, to kill animals, people, monsters, even plants and bugs... He didn't like it at all, it broke his heart when he killed them...making people, monsters, and animal fear him...it was saddening...not to mention that Toriel the daughter of life hates him with all her might... When ordered to go kill off other people and monsters from different AUs, Reaper would beg for his father to rethink what he is ordering, which makes his father mad and punish him... Finally obeying his father he reaped other souls from other AUs. It wasn't too long before the creator of AUs met him and hated him for what he did to his creations, and it wasn't too long before Nightmare found him. Wanting a friend of any kind, he joined Nightmare and his gang, just because he want to interact with people that wouldn't run away. Causing chaos with Nightmare and his team. Finally he was somewhat content, with being evil, and having friends who'd always have his back, he was fine with killing, torchering, that's what he was made for... In till he found a soul that couldn't be reaped... Has touched #1 in reapertale Has touched #1 in blueberrysans Has touched #1 in killersans Has touched #1 in nightmaresans

Hiraeth(n.): 1. Homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, or for a home which may have never been. 2. An intense form of longing or nostalgia, wistfulness. 3. The grief for the lost places of your past. COVER NOT BY ME!!! 🤍Highest Rankings and When I Reached Them: • #1 in #ink on {1/19/20} • #4 in #error on {2/14/20} • #1 in #sans on {4/2/20} • #4 in #undertale on {5/4/20} • #5 in #inkxerror on {2/17/20} • #15 in #errorxink on {3/13/20} • #8 in #sanscect on {2/14/20} • #15 in #errorink on {3/20/20}