Why do I do this, I don't even get motivation regularly enough for writing...
Well, I'm gonna "really try and update this one this time, I promise guys"
Yeah, I try ok?
Anyway, context:
The story takes place after the monsters have all been freed, and you're just a regular human person going about your day. It's been a little while since the monsters have been freed so most people are ok with them, but some people are just... some people.
Your character is a gender-neutral person that is sometimes more masculine and sometimes more feminine, just like Frisk in this story. Undyne and Alphys are a couple in this story because they're awesome. Papyrus and Mettaton are also together because they're cute together. Toriel and Asgore ain't gettin' together dudes, sorry. Mettaton also has a tv show, and Nabstablook has a studio joined to Mettaton's set where he makes music.
Flowey's with y'all because ohana means family, and family means no one gets left behind! Except Gaster
For the new fanfic readers:
Y/n means "your name"
A/n means "author's note"
Y/_ means "your just about anything, and context clues will be provided so you can probably figure it out"
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.