Dust-sans Stories

(Idk if this is original) (Cover art not mine) You and your friend are having a picnic. You always hated them though. So when they entered the woods alone after hearing a noise, the screaming was music to your ears.

"Hehehe..."

It's been long enough. I hate this. Then why did I bring them here? Yes, they are useful to me, and their negativity is perfect for me, but I'm getting tired of this. Why am I keeping them around, when they've failed me so much? I can't feel for them. I can't love them in any way, besides their feelings, but why do I want to see them stay safe? It doesn't make sense. It doesn't make sense at all. After so many years of hatred from each of them, Nightmare, Horror, Killer, Dust, and Cross, it's become impossible to handle. Even Nightmare seems to be affected by the strain this life has on each one of them. Killer's gotten worse. Much worse. Maybe it's too much on him to keep him this way? Why would Nightmare even care, he's perfectly obedient anyway. Then why does it feel wrong to see him like this? Dust hates it here. Always having to deal with things that, quite frankly, make him feel nauseous at the sheer thought of them. Horror's nearly eaten himself to death, and he's shown no sign of stopping. Cross has shown no intention of working anymore, he dosen't care. Why does it hurt to see this happen?

Just a bunch of oneshots I made because I don't have the creativity to make a whole story out of them. {Art shown here is not mine! All credit goes to the artists!}

(this is Sans Aus and Papyrus Aus x Male!reader fanfic , pls don't say anything weird about it as this is for my own entertainment -) (Also I take the tags from my AO3 so sheesh)

anyone can rp here