This is an Undertale Multiverse/Underverse/etc thingy, focusing on one of my favorite OC's, Slate. (if you know me already you mightve seen him/read about him before.) -------- In the dark eerie structure known as Nightmares castle, starting at a horribly young age to be dealing with said goopy skeleton, Slate was raised with the idea that he NEEDED to obey Nightmares every word and feel immense guilt when he failed him, despite Horrors best efforts to tamper with this "training" Nightmare harshly forced onto his son, Slate still ended up completely loyal to Nightmare like some kind of dog. But the intrusions of other influences made him start to question if he has been laying himself in a pile of thorny black roses, when a fresh patch of soft, fragrant, colorful, and frankly unknown flowers were just on the other side of the bush. -------- Slate is a shipchild of Horror Sans and Wyvern Sans (another OC), well- one of them, he has 2 other siblings, Krysta and Obelisk. Krysta is his twin sister (non identical), and Obelisk is their younger sibling. all 3 reside in the same place, but all 3 were also exposed to different things growing up, because Nightmare wanted to experiment, incase something like them ever were to happen again. this story is mostly for my own entertainment but im posting it publicly because it just feels better doing that instead of just writing it somewhere only i can read it at.

As a top-tier actor, Xingchen had faced scandals, betrayal, and even death threats. But nothing prepared him for actually dying. One moment, he was behind the wheel in a storm, and the next? He woke up in a world on the brink of interstellar travel... as Sky Astrid, a fake young master doomed to be cannon fodder! Sky was supposed to be the villain- not even a proper one! Just a petty stepping stone for the real young master to shine. And worse? He got eliminated in the first half of the novel! Before he could process anything, a mechanical voice rang in his head, [Collect Green Tea Points and rise to fame! Change your fate!] Xingchen, now Sky: "..." Fine... If playing the scheming little green tea could keep him alive, he'd do it. He'd gather just enough points, avoid the plot, and focus on his new dream-becoming an idol in this futuristic world! ...Or so he thought. Because somehow, things went horribly wrong. Later, when he was attacked, the male lead cradled his blood covered body in his arms and whispered in his ear, "N-Nothing will happen to you, I promise, my Star." Wait... wasn't he the one who got hurt? Then why did Levi look like his entire world was falling apart? ---- Levi Nightshade was born with diamond spoon. Yet, growing up in a world full of scheming and deceit had made his heart numbed. But then, he saw him. A boy with wide, innocent eyes, trotting through the academy and without knowing it, went straight into his heart, forcing it to beat only for him. So, Levi decided then and there. By hook or by crook, Sky Astrid was going to be his.

Naive shou x lovebrain gong Content Warning: This story contains themes of abuse, violence, and emotional trauma. Reader discretion is advised. system 010 was on a verge admitting quit to his hunting for a host when he found a cute boy. system: do you want to bond with me? host: what is bond?? *clueless system: that means we're going to be friends and go to beautiful places! and do many things. host: */amazed host: bond!! later: system: ahhh!! my sweet baby is abducted by those men!! Reminder this is based on my imagination ☺

Tokyo's cursed population is dropping like flies - Special Grades, wiped out in a single hit before sorcerers can even show up. No traces. No cursed tools. Just splatters, silence, and the haunting image of a bald man carrying cabbage. Naturally, Gojo Satoru is delighted. Ijichi is not. When the Tokyo Metropolitan Police captures blurry footage of an unknown figure punching the literal soul out of a curse mid-alley, Gojo takes it upon himself (and his increasingly frazzled assistant) to track down this mystery man. What they find is... not what they expected. Meet Saitama: a hero for fun, a man with no cursed energy, and the worst possible answer to "What happens if the Jujutsu world meets something it can't explain?" --- A/N; there's quite a disparity between my old work and now, I hope you understand that my writing evolve throughout the years, and with that being said, have a great laugh.

Yeongsu didn't know he had died until he didn't hear the loud shrieks of people. First, he saw darkness, then upon opening his eyes, he was in the body of a rather cute child. He had been transmigrated into a fantasy world as the last child of the Courteney family, and if matters couldn't get any worse, he was despised by his two elder siblings. Usually, people freak out, but Yeongsu was more calm. With this new opportunity he has gained, he plans to use it to his very benefit. But by use, he means sleep around without ever worrying again. Everything seemed to be going well until he stumbles upon a rather astonishing person, or a nuisance to him. "My world would truly mean nothing if you were to perish in my arms"

Ever since he could remember, Choi Do-woon thought of himself as nothing more than a human doll. Intelligent, yet emotionless, Do-woon wandered through a cruel world that never embraced him. But on the day his younger siblings were born, he finally learned what it meant to feel... happy. But when an incurable illness ended his life, he awoke in the newborn body of Lysander Blakesty - one of the three leading villains of the novel he last read, Ways of the Mystic, who is doomed to die by the Prince's sword. With knowledge of the novel's events, and the memories of his past life, Do-woon is set to change Lysander's fate, and perhaps discover what it means to be human along the way. But who could've thought that the choices he would make would spark a romance between him... and the Prince?! *This is my own original work. No other work was plagiarized, and if so it is coincidental. *Credit to the original owner of the covert art.

Dream had spent most of his time being pushed around by Ink and was expected to be the solution to everyone's emotional problems. The only thing he did for himself was to try and gain Nightmare's forgiveness and trust. He knew it would be difficult, maybe even impossible. He still wanted to try though. But he was losing hope. Only after having to spend the whole day alone was Dream able to reflect on his life and how unfair it was. Dream wanted peace, but Ink wanted war. Dream wanted to be with his brother, but Nightmare hates him. Dream wanted to make friends, but they only wanted his help. These thoughts were enough to bring a plethora of emotions that eventually, completely shattered his optimistic perspective on life. And he changed, then his eyes did. __________ WARNING: There will be curses in this story, so if ya don't like cursing, you probably shouldn't stay.

A story where you, the reader, are reincarnated as horrortale sans, some things you still retain from your past life, like how anxious you are, and how you pretend to hate puns (you secretly love them). You're not sure what this new life has in store for you but nothing could compare to how bad your past life was... right? *WARNING* there WILL be blood and gore depicted, not exactly that detailed but be cautious if you get triggered by that. There will be NO sanscest or Fontcest! Horrortale does NOT belong to me. Cover art also does NOT belong to me it belongs to @_Asky_ on Twitter! My co-author is @vickyfox1243 go check them out! They're helped me with some ideas in the earlier chapters. Be prepared for bad grammar and bad spelling I am doing all of this on my phone so please don't expect to much. I try to update on Friday every week, but there will sometimes be weeks with two chapters up! because of incorrect quotes the narrator is SO unreliable, do not trust a single word that comes out of this insane guy's head theres no explicit pronouns most times, but most characters refer to reader as he/they

Basically the title but: Y/N L/N reincarnated into a hilichurl after passing from a heart attack. Him being more of an important character than he should have been to begin with.

•Y/N, A cartoonist in the 1930s •One day they seek redemption. •SATAN IS THAT THE RADIO DEMON? "That's the tea folks!" #1 in reader - (16.02.24) 🥇 💖1̶0̶0̶k̶ r̶e̶a̶d̶s̶💖 GUESS THE DUMB### WHO RUINED IT TO 83K?