Underfellfanfiction Stories

The skeleton shakes his head slightly, a boney hand sliding across his skull. "Ah- well- that wasn't free Doll, 'course you'll have to pay me for that..." He trails off, his cocky smirk ever present on his face as he looks you up and down for a mere second, "...little favor." He pinches his pointer finger and thumb together before rubbing them together. _____________________________________ (Y/N) is a bartender that was kept secret from the after hours patrons at the bar she worked at for two years. Her boss not wanting her to associate with the people that would further pull her into a world that she was scratching the surface of just by working there. But after staying just a few minutes later then she was supposed to she stands face to face with a gold toothed smartass with a devilish smirk- his red eyes trained on her every move. ______________________________________ There is cussing but let's be honest- there's cussing everywhere. Also posted on AO3 as clubofsnakes where additional chapters later on will appear there and not here. I was inspired by- @MissHoll-E-Socks with their story "Can I take you to dinner?" NONE of the art is mine.

Sans and Papyrus both have their own separate reputations in Snowdin,however,it is well known that Sans is "weaker" than Papyrus.Although Papyrus has practically ripped Sans's privacy from the underground,he still has many secrets he keep from Papyrus.His power is one of them that is for a good reason. So.What happens when Papyrus finds out those secrets?Can Sans last a day with a Papyrus who has a changed view on him at least?Well. Let's find out <: (Note that this hasn't been started yet in particular.Also,if you do not know me on social media,then I'll let you know that all the art I use for things like my profile picture,background picture,ect belongs to me unless said otherwise.Wouldn't want people bombarding me with their bull ❄️ about how my drawings are their's)