Mobtale Stories

This was just for fun because I got inspired, or DETERMINED by a group of pictures and videos I found online, so don't judge me. As for the questions on if it's a Papyrus x reader or a Sans x reader, that's going to be a surprise. So don't start thinking 'OMG! LIKE IT'S TOTALLY A PAPYRUS X READER BECAUSE OF THE PAPYRUS ON THE COVER!' Like Bratty and Catty, because you don't know that. Though I will decide which one based on which ship people like more, so stating your preference is totally okay. Welp, that's my little warning to you guys, so have fun reading! ~Pj_Fresh

The Void, a world between, a place of the decay of time and space. Things live there, things that both exist and do not. They want out. Now. Jamie Imbier lives in a state of change - they are kind, they are cruel. Gentle, yet violent. The arrival of monsters and the return of their sibling gives them something constant to fight for, but things are not as they seem... and neither is Jamie. The only thing they can hold onto is their SOUL and an enigmatic skeleton that knows too much. But even those things... Given enough time, they will warp. Given enough space, they will shatter. And the Everywhen Effect will take everything. Undertale belongs to Toby Fox. Cover is mine.

"FRISK! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE! WE ARE BEING AMBUSHED! I REPEA-" The walkie talkie screamed but you ignored it. Frisk was down. You didn't want to talk about how, or why. You were beyond pissed and now this poor bastard on the roof is gonna pay. "Looks like another one is going to hell, any last words bastard?" You spat at this man. "Yeah, actually-", he pulled you up by your collar, "-See you in hell, bitc-" You laughed cutting him off. You look him straight in the eyes and stab his throat then spoke. "At least you know you'll be burning in hell....see ya soon.." You shot him in the head. You now your head at the floor as if to say, 'Satan has another one today see you soon...,Bucko.' This is why I started the mafia ...because I hate humanity. ~~~~~ I don't own undertale.

In the business of human trafficking, mercy isn't a well known word. You and your crate mate, a child named Frisk, are obidiently waiting to be released to a 'master' when havoc breaks out around you. Guns are fired and you're doing your best to protect Frisk when your crate is pried open by unfamiliar faces. How will you fair with your first 'friendly' experience?

Autor https://junkpilestuff.tumblr.com Tłumaczenie Yumi Mizuno http://handlarz-iluzji.blogspot.com G - młody gangster znajduje pewnego dnia małe ludzkie dziecko.

A world that runs with Mafia's. The #1 Mafia gang called Solar and Lunar, Who can be kind at first and can change their mood to kill in a second. Not many people know they're identities, only one person knows. A gang is trying their best to assassinate the Solar and Lunar, which will be hard. TW : of course if its a mafia au will have gore or Bloody scenes. Some memes and vines. Will have a long storyline We think. Mha x Undertale (Mobtale) x 2 Oc's Mafia AU Fanfiction Ranks : #7 Mobtale [1/19/21] #25 mha x oc [1/19/21]

Your name was Y/n M/n L/n, you had lived in Ebbot city all your life and you loved it, you never had any intention of leaving, why would you? It was so peaceful. You had been working at the local Gas station when you saw on the news that monsters had returned to the surface, and immediately panicked, feeling your blood boiling, and your hands start to buzz unintentionally, as some of the garden plants around you started to react. You had managed to calm down in time for your boss to walk in and see the news. He had seen your panicked expression and sent you home. All you could think to do was hide, you just had to hide and try to keep yourself under control.... You couldn't let them know or it would all be over...

What if, in another life, there were monsters? What if, they were your friends and family? Would it be interesting? Probably, but humans are scared, we are always scared. We shame others of different skin color or religion. What is to say that we wouldn't do the same to monsters? Monsters would be kind yes, but they wouldn't roll over and take the punches they would fight back. You (Sidney) are in the world of mafias and gangs trying to protect what little you have left. What if the monsters who were there from the start become more then just friends? What if there was family? Go on the adventure through Mafia!tale where You (Sidney) falls in love with Sans the Skeleton , how you get there well, you're just going to have to read to find out now won't you? Come see how the world changing through your eyes and how the world seems to become clearer and darker at the same time as you lives through sorrow, happiness, hope, fear and redemption. ~The reader is name and has a description, updates Sundays and Wednesdays. Enjoy~

Ocs. Interesting timeline (my favorite!)

Chara and Frisk are twins. What happens if one prefers a twin over the other?

WARNING! DANGEROUS WATERS! NO SWIMMING, FISHING, BATHING, WALKING, SURFING, WADING OR SAILING ALLOWED! PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK! Now that's just rude! Mermaids weren't THAT dangerous! As long as you made sure that when you swim you're not flailing around like a helpless creature, none of your limbs would be bitten off! Just kidding~! (No I'm not) You see, Aria wasn't exactly a nice place. It was filled with criminality, greed and funny smelling people. Ever since the big boss, Don-Vice, had a grip on this city everything went downhill. The city itself wasn't in a poor state. It was filled with expensive statues, booming clubs, cafe's, chique restaurants etc. Now, YOUR job, as princess of the mermaids, is to keep all those smugglers at bay. Literally. You're not exactly too happy with your job, but at least you and your sisters get rewarded with a clean ocean to live in (and get to drag those poor, poor sailors into the dark depths below). But then, a gang war is about to start and Don-vice got his hands on new minions. Monsters. Skeleton monsters to be exact.

Just, read please.

Originally by nyublackneko and junkpilestuff, my own take to the comic strips that gave these characters life. A story about 30 years old Frisk 'Kitten' and 48 years old Gaster Sans 'Don G'. Set in a mob-like universe where trespassing between humans and monsters will cost a life, or a soul.

Meet Frisk's teacher, find a vacant apartment to move into, and make some new friends at the Surface. Sounds simple enough, right? If only all three didn't go so wrong. ★ ★ ★ A romantic tragicomedy featuring every damsel in distress trope I can possibly think of. Also yes, the title is one of Johnny Bravo's catchphrases. Cover image credit goes to: Jo-B on Pixabay.

When Sans and "Little Pups" soul bonded did that make them soul mates?

hi! I've grown very fond of mobtale and it is now one of my favorite AU's so i decided to make a fanfic! this story is still in the making but I'm not sure weather to continue or not. I have a good portion of the plot figured out and I may make it an x reader because those seem to rake in more views :P with that being said, please check out this sample page and give me the bits in the comments if I should continue and if you have any idea's you'd like me to throw in :3

(Collab with the wonderful Ashley) SECOND ACT to Vendetta Heist, so please go and read that FIRST before reading this act please. WARNINGS: I own nothing but the story, the fan art belongs to their respected artists, music belongs to it's respected composers, undertale belongs to Toby Fox, mafiatale belongs to whoever came up with mafiatale These next chapters might have a bit more maturity than they already did so if ya still pure, please skip the chapters with any sexual or gore warnings at the start. Otherwise enjoy the second act! ^^

"I'm seen as three things in this world. A black woman, a sexualized toy, and a tool," Tamia spoke. "I'll never be seen as anything else. Even so, I've made a name for myself, a force to be reckoned with, someone to be afraid of." "Why have the need of others to be afraid of you rather than loved?" Tamia turned her head towards him with cold dark brown eyes. "Because, people like me don't deserved to be loved. Not after things I've done." Tamia (Ta-me-ah, is how you pronounce it). Get in, get out. Track the target, kill the target, escape but don't get caught. Easy. The life of an assassin was..... Thrilling, dangerous, secretive. It required all things of patience, persistence, and diligence, all of which she had. Tamia was taught from a young age to kill and slay beasts without mercy, therefore, lacking a sense of emotion in the end. When she struck, no one or anything could stop her regardless of the outcome. She was almost invincible that is... Until she met him. THIS STORY IS WRITTEN IN THIRD PERSON POV ALSO YOU DO NOT HAVE TO BE BLACK TO READ THIS. ALL COLORS, RACES, AND ETHNICITIES ARE ALLOWED. (-///3///-) THANK YOU.

You had a good life. Work was about as well as it could be, a simple nine to five. Your colleagues were nice enough. Money was not a problem, thanks to your parents, you had become an expert in knowing when to spend and when to save. You're thankful for all these things, God knows, it could be much worse. You were most thankful for your pal, Sans. He was a lazy, pun-loving skeleton who cared more about ketchup than changing his clothes. You'd been friends forever, you trusted him a lot. That was why you told him how nervous recent mob activity made you, it was happening to close to your home. Could he have an idea what to do about this?