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Here’s a TWAU sneak peek since it’s been almost 2 years since the last chapter’s release! 
          
          "I've been defending your honor this whole time. I knew that you wouldn't run away, but not everyone else was so convinced of your innocence." Elementia looks to the side. 
          
          "Asgore is currently out, but he should be back tonight or early tomorrow morning." She looks back at you, meeting your (e/c) gaze. "Hopefully sooner than later. I know that it must not be very comfortable in there!"
          
          "Hey, at least I have chalk!" You walk to the bucket, pulling out the chalk. “They once again gave me chalk before food. I think that says a lot about the priorities in this place.” You joke. 
          
          "Oh dear." Elementia giggles, covering her mouth with her hand, humor present in her gaze as her flames brighten. "The food will be coming soon, I promise." 
          
          "Please tell me it's your famous bread and butter." You ask, looking at her hopefully. 
          
          She laughs, nodding her head. "You're in luck. I still have some left over from breakfast this morning." She claps her hands, smiling. "I'll serve it alongside my famous stew." 
          
          "Oh, I'm excited now. I haven't eaten since..." You think back to the food at camp made by Mrs. Corbett. "It's not important, just know that it was terrible." 
          
          Elementia sighs, leaning against the bars of your cell, her fire flickering low and calm. “You’ve been through something, I can see it." She suddenly murmurs. "You don’t have to say what it was quite yet. Just eat, rest, and when King Asgore returns, he'll make this all right again. I guarantee.”

Hi guys! Just wanted to announce that this past week, I finally graduated from college and am back to writing in my down time! New TWAU chapter hopefully coming out soon! :)

@TheIndianaCrew , Are you still alive? Bestie, buddy, should we be concerned for you?

If all goes to plan, new BoC chapter is coming out this week! It'll be a long one.

Bone of Contention chapter 61 sneak peek time! New chapter will be out very, very soon! It’s gonna be a long one too. 
          
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          You pull out your phone, dial Papyrus' number, and wait. After a few seconds of ringing, his familiar voice can be heard as he picks up the phone. 
          
          "heya, honey. what's up?" 
          
          "Hey Pap! You're on speaker, I'm with Maia." 
          
          "gotcha, gotcha, so no embarrassing mushy gushy stuff?" He snickers. 
          
          "No, please," Maia starts, a devilish grin appearing on her face. "tell me all the mushy gushy stuff." 
          
          "For blackmail?" You ask, raising an eyebrow. 
          
          "Blackmail? Why I'd never—I'd never!" 
          
          "Papyrus, she cannot be trusted." You respond, crossing your arms and you hear him chuckle over the line. 
          
          "don't worry, I got this." He clears his throat. "sans has started callin' ya his ember around the house 'cuz ya make his soul feel ablaze." 
          
          Maia's gaze softens immediately. "Oh my god! He does?" 
          
          "yup, but don't tell him i told ya so. he'd not make me tacos for a week!"
          
          "But isn't that a good thing?" You ask and he snickers. 
          
          "hypothetically, yeah, but it's the thought that counts. he makes 'em out of love." You can practically hear him smile through the phone, and it makes you smile as well.

I just finished your UF Papyrus fic. That’s your bad writing?!

Hey guys! Just letting you know that I am working hard on Bone of Contention chapter 61 and that I hope to get it out as soon as I can. Stay tuned because I’m sure I’ll post a sneak peek soon!

Heyo, all! Firstly, I am still alive. Secondly, I just wanted to announce that Bone of Contention's  week-long 7th birthday celebration is coming up on the 25th of April in my discord server with fun and games planned. If you are 16 or older and want to join in on the fun, please let me know in the comments below or via DM. We'd love to have you!

When I look at the posting dates on the chapters, it goes from 2017 to 1969... Do you think it's a glitch?

Hi guys! It’s been a while, so I decided to finally drop a sneak peek of the next chapter of The War Amongst Us! 
          
          New chapter will be out soon, lemme know what you think! :) 
          
          [This shirt] is truly the only piece of Gaster that you have left with you, and you cannot help but treasure that. 
          
          You bunch up the fabric of his shirt in your hand, briefly daydreaming about the moment that you and Gaster will reunite. You cannot help but imagine, as soon as your eyes meet—romance will ensue.
          
          You feel your cheeks grow hot as you think of holding his hand while he leans over for your first kiss. It will be deep, and passionate, reuniting you with blazing tenderness—
          
          "(Y/N)?" A voice suddenly snaps you out of your delightfully intoxicating daydream.
          
          ”O-oh! Y-yes?” You rubbed the back of your neck in embarrassment, your face still warm from your wild imagination. 
          
          “Are you decent?”
          
          ”Oh! Yes. You may come in.”
          
          You peered up to see Evan Baskey entering your tent. He carefully pulled back the fabric, then knelt down a short distance from you.
          
          “Are you feeling alright? You look as if you are running a fever.” He asks. There is genuine concern in his tone, and his warm brown eyes display worry as well.
          
          “Oh!” You couldn’t help but giggle at his misinterpretation of your blush. “Yes. I am quite alright, Evan.” 
          
          He crawled forward slightly, reaching out to touch your cheek. “Are you sure, darling? You feel quite warm.”
          
          You made direct eye contact with him, which caused his own cheeks to gain a faint pink glow. You couldn’t help but giggle again as your own flustered demeanor faded away. 
          
          “Yes, I am positive, Evan.” You placed your hand around his wrist, and gently moved his hand from your face. 
          
          You sat back, then grinned mischievously. “Though, it seems that you have been plagued as well.” You moved his hand to his own cheek. “You’re bright red, Evan.” You smiled.
          
          He looked away bashfully, letting his hand fall beside him. “Ah, I see.” He let out a hearty laugh.