"Please just... leave me alone..." Maybe that was the last straw for me, the last beating I could take before it finally kicked me off the edge. The last of anything I could handle. I've had enough of this. There was nothing I could want, nothing I held on to, no one to stop me for what I will do. So, why do my 'eyes' still open to a ceiling, rather an unfamiliar one? --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Warning: Suicide, self-harm, rough language, etc. If these topics are sensitive for you, please read at your discretion. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wholesomeness inspired by: @DeadEnDead Using Naturetale as the base character inspired by: @KarmaAkabane425 --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Obviously, Undertale and the AUs do not belong to me neither do any music or pictures that may be used. The only thing I'd claim is the changes in design of the OC I've created. Basically my version of the Sans from Naturetale. I have decided to name this AU Barrentale due to the undergrowth dying out and the majority of the monsters being related to more fibrous or woody plants.

"we're not friends." wherein, 6 lonely skeletons find a particular lass annoying, saying she was overstepping their personal space. "i don't know what a 'mofo' is but i'm pretty sure it suits you more than i do." in which your everyday servant isn't what you expected her to be. she's you. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ꒰🖇꒱ 私は安定していると思う。♡꙼̈ ࿐࿔ status: ongoing‚ updates regularly. » 18/44 chapters published. » slowburn, action, romance, comedy. ✧ art belongs to ✧ reader x various. ✧ readers or followers (hanas) that are not 16 years of age or higher are advised not to proceed. read with caution. ✧ from the book, ❝Our One Sassy Servant❞ of 2020.

Love is in the air: you just want to have a word with your new neighbours about their weird valentines day decorations. Who the heck puts out pumpkins to celebrate love? And why are they trying to lure in kids like weirdos? It's not like you are hoping to get your hands on one of these sweet-sounding nice creams they're apparently handing out. You are just being neighbourly...(that's it...honest!) Misunderstandings, mentions of past abuse, skele-feels, and baking. My first Undertale fic so, ah...please be gentle, and I hope you enjoy?

Your life is miserable. Lets just put it at that. Your parents died at the age of 3, your foster parents abuse you, you are ridiculed at school, and to top it off no matter what you cant get these damn nightmares to go away. So..... You end up at the large apple tree on the hill, just before 'they' get home too. You sit down with the rope in your hand... And make a wish.... You get up to put the rope on the tree, and in turn, you on the rope. But... 'He' stops you.. It seems your wish has been granted. By the wrong guy?? ({TRIGGER WARNING BTW!!})

Your world. No. Your universe was about to be destroyed. As much as you didn't want to leave, you couldn't let him take over. So you did the only thing you could think of. You activated an ancient spell which prevents him from ever coming back to your universe. The bad thing? You can't go back to your universe either. Suddenly you awake in snow and find yourself trapped Underground, a place inhabited by kind monsters, skeleton brothers, and a young kid who can reset time. As you grapple with your new reality, you realize he is here too, endangering the beings you have grown fond of. Now, in this unfamiliar world, you must confront the consequences of your actions. Can you protect your newfound companions from the coming shadows or will they fall victim to the evil you inadvertently unleashed?

PLEASE READ BEFORE GETTING INTO THE STORY Description: Your name is (Y/n) and you are originally from an au called Dreamtale! Your life hadn't been the easiest however, but you were quick to always move forward despite this... Before Nightmare had become corrupted, you were his best friend and lover. You kept him from his breaking point, you maintained his sanity and most importantly... returned his love. One thing that is definitely important about yourself is that you are a selective mute... And your only desired partner for conversation is the King of Negativity himself... But what will happen once the true evil lurking within your lover drowns out whatever light he had left? What will happen when you discover that the Nightmare you knew was replaced by a monster that still somehow holds love for you? "And even with the evil finally in control of Nightmare, if both his sinister side and his old self agreed on something- then it would always be his priority... They both love her." This is practically my first story that I have ever decided to share online. It is quite a terrifying experience for me, so I hope that anyone who decides to read this will enjoy it. Anyway, I should probably inform my readers about a few things. First off, my primary language is not English, however, I will still be making an effort with my grammar! Second off, I will try and update this as frequently as possible... Even though I can get somewhat shy or concerned about how my work goes. Otherwise, all you will need to know is this: (Y/n): Your name (F/n): Friend name (E/c): Eye color (H/l): Hair Length (H/c): Hair color (S/c): Skin color (F/c): Favorite color Some things I will likely determine for the reader, but what is posted above will be the basics. Please also note that this story may contain some content that would be best for more mature audiences. Also, the cover image belongs to me, please do not use it without permission or steal it.

Trauma is a powerful thing, and not something to be taken lightly. Especially if your "best friend" is the cause of it. But friendship, understanding, and love, are also powerful things. They can save someone from the depths of despair. And those people that pull us from terror are often the ones we fall in love with. Platonically... and sometimes, romantically. *** Undertale and all original characters belong to Toby Fox, Underswap and its characters belong to Popcorn Pr1nce (inactive tumblr now). Date Started: March 7,2021 Date Ended: June 12, 2021 Impressive Rankings: #717 in undertale (of 48.3k stories) #3 in undertaleau (of 5.1k stories) !!WARNING!! VIOLENCE, SUGGESTIVE HUMOR, MENTIONS OF "ALCOHOL," SUPER BAD AND OLD WRITING Cover done by me, art isn't mine though. No art in this book belongs to me - credit goes to amazing artists who put in their effort to make amazing stuff for us.

[I have decided to do what I always wanted 😄😄]:some people put warnings for these so.....CHILD ABUSE IS DISCUSSED You were, thought to be mute and was horribly abused by your mother and because of the psychological trauma , you can't bring yourself to trust people......youve fallen and you find yourself alone...until a punky skeleton decides to take you in and raise you himself. Maybe this is just what you need and you'll be able to finally warm up to others, or maybe it won't be that easy and there will be struggles along the way. 💖Just as dew refreshes the wilting flower, tenderness restores the grieving heart.💖

"Do you not want to go back home? To the surface?" °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° "No." °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° "Why?" °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° "Because my home is right here, sitting next to me." _______________________ You were used to the unfortunates of life. Everyone had them, it was normal, but life decided to take a lemon, freeze it, then throw it at your face. But, it wasn't like it was THAT bad... Until you fell into the Underground that'd been sealed for over a hundred years, of course. Friends along the way help you through the sudden changes in your life, and a bone-ified family as well. (82,110 words) (Undertale does not belong to me, only the characters I added for plot reasonings. You belong to yourself, of course.)

You have lived in the underground for 4 months now, and had befriended the most adorable cinnamon roll ever, Sans. However, you couldn't help but to gain feelings for his brother, Papyrus, even if Papyrus pretty much hated you. Could you change his mind? Get him to fall in love with you? There was only one way to find out. Reader's gender is not specified! Also Papyrus doesn't smoke in this story, sorry if you wanted that! Credit to Dizplicity for the artwork! Please check them out, they're amazing! http://dizplicity.deviantart.com/