Under the mean face(Underfell Sans x reader)[COMPLETED]

Under the mean face(Underfell Sans x reader)[COMPLETED]

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Dec 20, 2021
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Fanfic
Undertale
You had a happy family and never got a big problem, just that you never believed into you. Your parents tried everything to help you but in vain. One day, you decided to stop bothering them. You went to the darkest place of the forest and end your life. At least, that was what you wished. ( I'll skip the moment in the Ruins, so you'll fall into the snowy forest.) (Btw, I do not own the AU or the characters that are present in Undertale/Underfell) Edit-Some elements of this story might be trigfering and since I litterally have bo idea of how younger thought this was okay, we'll just say that the reader has Stockholm syndrome.
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TRIGGER WARNING! This story contains themes of self-harm and suicide. If you are unable to handle these themes in your current state of mind, please avoid this story. I do not intend to glorify these experiences, it just happens I wrote most of this at a dark time in my life. Go drink some water, and, if you do insist on continuing, I will provide warnings at the start of those chapters. Please, take care of yourselves, and know that you are loved. "Two birds... on a wire. One tries to fly away and the other..." Y/n L/n, a young siren cast alone in the deep blue finds a shimmer of hope, a glimmer of light in the dark. This light comes, not as an angel, but as a brash skeleton, with a soft spot for oddities, throwing Y/n into a whirlwind of emotions as she tries to navigate the unsettled waters of her own soul. Hey there! You may recognise this story, I've been re-writing it for a while and it's finally ready! Please enjoy!

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