You're an athlete, simple as that. You've thought about dancing, but you figured it was never your strong suit. One day, your friends drag you to their dance practice and you are introduced to their friends. In the group of new-monster-friends, one of them catches your eye. Suddenly, dancing doesn't seem like a bad i...
Disclaimer: this story was written when I was very young and didn't know how to write, apologies for poor writing My name is Y/n L/n. About two years ago monsters had returned to the surface. Many people don't like them back, but I'm not like that. I secretly support them, I secretly do because my family doesn't appro...
What would happen if Sans had finally found his soul mate? What if his soul mate was Frisks older sibling? Read to find out.
You and Ej when to college together. You and him was best friend till the day he gone missing. You heard him and his friend talking about this girl. Years later you haven't spoken to Ej till that night happened.
Y/n climbed mt ebott and fell down a hole the he/she meets a cool skeleton. It is regular undertale but with dance sans and paps
sooo this is my first story fyi so if it sucks.... whelp. Anyway, Y/N is a 20 year old girl (sry if ur a boy) who was left with a fortune. Her parents left her and moved to Colorado. The reason for this was because she was....different, she had magical abilities. One day she hears a mysterious knock on her door. (you...
Everyone has a happy ending. If you're not happy it's not the end . . . . •°•°☆°•°• Y/n (that being you) fell into the underground at the age of 13 and found refuge inside a hidden house in the snowy forest. Fast forward 10 years later still no one knew of her existence. That all...
(Y/N) was a 16 year old girl, (Y/N)'s father used her as a practical slave, making (Y/N) clean the house and cook supper she doesn't even get to eat. The slightest noise, hum, or word from (Y/N) would earn her a whip and let's say it could sometimes get extreme....but then one day when she went to school (she could at...
You meet new friends, well, monsters. they love to dance but... You don't.
Read the damn title. Art not belongs to me but belongs to Golzy on tumblr. Requests still can continue! I need more requests!!!!! #105 - sans in ranking. #392 - sans in ranking. (2019)
Picture does'nt belong to mine and the charaters in the story in the story i mine is only star which ill show youbin the story :]
Do I need to say something here? Well not really,but here I am.obviously this is my first book lol.
Sub!Fresh x Any Sans, that's all you need to know OwO (Might have some ships that aren't Undertale related, but eh, I wanted to make em anyway-- -w-) Includes: Hamilton, CountryHumans, EraserMic | SLOW UPDATES |
I deleted my other Au Sans x Reader oneshots I sorta lost inspiration for it and I felt too lazy to write any oneshots so I'm very sorry about that and to make up for it here's a remake of the oneshot book but with a different oneshot at the beginning but I hope you enjoy and as always none of the Sanses belong to me
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 surpr...
"C'mon, you don't have no stage fright, do ya?" "No. Not at all... I just..." "Just what, kid?" He got up from the table and walked outside, into the cold, frigid air outside. "Meet me." I looked up from my drink. "Where?" I asked. "On the dance floor."
I might- note that- MIGHT!- Try my hand at writing lemons... But that's not a guarantee.
(This is an Undertale Fanfiction and is made from an AU, or Alternate Universe, called DanceTale) A happy turn of events leads you to your Aunt's house. Working at her cafe, you make friends in this new town. You have a new name, and a new family, leaving your troubling past behind. Then one small child turns your wor...
I act like I don't like dancing, but in reality, its my favorite thing in the world. I don't want anyone to know who I am, so I wear a mask. Like in masquerade balls. I go to a dance class every weekday. But on the weekends, I go to this one spot. Its absolutely marvelous. Its a forest with a clearing. The moon shines...
Just Sans X Reader No Lemon Cover by my homeslice tkdgirl222 I don't own any of the characters in these story Don't kinkshame me I know your here for the same reason I wrote these >:) Also these are for girls but you can change the pronouns and the girly stuff to guy stuff I don't care. @tkdgirl222 edits and help...
4 years after monsters came about Ebbot (Y/N) was friends with the Dreemurr children. Being the master dancer that she is can gather her magic to do amazing things. Having been through a lot in the short 19 years of life. She finally meets a handsome monster who knows her big brother and who understands what she goes...
A surprise visit from Lust Sans, is that a good thing? This is actually just a remake of the first one since I no longer like how it turned out. I hope you enjoy this one. In my opinion it's better, but you guys can comment and say if you would like the old one back or not.
Y/n l/n just wanted to live an everyday life but not everyone gets that life. Recently Killer has gained a soft spot for y/n and will do anything her, even if he has to murder somebody to have her for himself...
Ok, Ok, this is my first fanfic ever so please don't hate it if its crappy. I have been reading a whole lot of blueberry fics but none seemed complete in my book so that's what I'm going to attempt to do. Warning I love my lemons. I also have curse words in the story. *no longer updated*
Ullo everyone. So I decided to make a lemon (<- I hate that term so much) between US!Sans (or as everyone calls him Blueberry for some reason) and the reader becuase everyone is fucking obsessed with him when it comes to Underswap.
This is a lemon book, you have been warned. There are regular fluff and angst in here as well. P.S I don't own any pictures or the pasta they belong to someone else.
