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3nergy-spirit · 1 year

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Hello there, may I request something?

Some yandere nightmare and horror (seperate) would be nice to read in your writing style

Have a good night/day

ok ! ^^

DNI IF UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS TOPIC.

Yandere Horror/Nightmare (Seperate) X Reader

hearing the slight tap of footsteps grave your attention, the clicks of fire can be heard as you hide underneath a desk in a dark corridor filled with shadows, the only thing filling your gaze is darkness and tiny lights from the fire, revealing some mess on the floor as the room was abandoned. you had a slight view of the door. you could hear a tiny, muffled, knock, but not on your door.

"y/n. get out. now."

it sounded just like nightmare, that dark, raspy, echoy voice.

before around 5 seconds, you could hear the sound of wood breaking as some wood chips flew under the door from tthe room you were in.

he had broken the door from that room as you heard the sounds of footsteps echo..before leaving.

you sighed as you rested a hand gently on your chest, feeling the thumps of your heart grace your hand and inside your ears as you stared directly at the door still.

next, you heard the footsteps come back. going towards your door you saw the shadows of slippers. through your door.

before then, he did not knock this time, a blast of wood chips and the door broke and flew to the wall, causing you to flinch from the noise of that burst.

he walked into the room, turning to where you were, did he see you? or did he sense your emotions?

he walked through the bed to a straight line and then stopping right around where you were, the sound of his slippers sliding on the ground before the desk was flipped over, revealing your presence as you saw a glowing turquoise eye and a cheshire grin stare into yours.

"found you."

you hide inside the kitchen cabinet, crouched and crowded, your legs getting sore from this uncomfortable pose, you hear the tapping of shoes on wooden floors and the swinging of a hatchet, a grumbling, raspy, mumble echoing in that hall. the TV was staticed and hardly working as light buzzzing rang through it, your heart pounding into your ears as you slow your breath to not be hitched in anyway to give off your presence.

the monster then swings it's hatchet into the kitchen, you can hear from the suprised rapid noise coming from as the trash can wabbles making metallic hitting sounds on the ground before stopping. the monster begins to walk towards the noise, to get its hatchet and you hear the creaking of wood against the broken wooden floors, before then you hear a tiny grumble as the silence enrages as the muffling noises of the TV grow lower..and lower..

you hear the sound of boney phalanges clawing your cabinets front as you try to push back more further onto the wall. the noise of shuffling of some cleaning supplies rumble through your closed hiding spot.

you hear the monster let out a "hm" as it stops clawing the cabinet, you hear a tiny chuckle before they open the cabinet, revealing yourself to a glowing crimson-red eye and a big persian grin in dimly lit lights.

"well, look what i found."

#undertale #utau #undertale au #horror sans #horrortale #dreamtale #nightmare sans #nightmare sans x reader #undertale yandere x reader #horror sans x reader

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darkpetal16 · 11 months

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Play as a CUSTOMIZABLE scientist who catches the deranged attention of a siren while visiting an Arctic research base.

Game includes:

Play as a smart scientist who makes really dumb decisions.

Play as a smart scientist who makes excellent decisions that lead to self-preservation.

Get adopted by a misanthropist socially awkward Dadster

Be stalked wooed by a delusional siren

Be kidnapped

Drive a snowjet!

Race a friendly companion.

Binge watch a series without realizing how much time has passed you by.

Be drowned

Enjoy your stay at a five-star arctic research base that has zero casualties so far.

Why do you keep finding bodies—

This is a 15+ romance/horror with an obsessive love interest. Please read the complete warnings list inside the game if sensitive or easily triggered.

This game has one complete route to a "good" ending, and 9 "bad" endings with plans to add additional routes / bonuses. Siren!Sans belongs to @llamagoddessofficial on tumblr/ao3. AU was used with permission, although adjusted for funsies. (:

#undertale #siren sans #undertale au #interactive fiction #this was fun to write #although I think I need more practice with this Sans #complete #x reader #x y/n #x you #sans x reader #sans x y/n #sans x you #yandere?#yandere

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yandere-kokeshi · 9 months

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Can I get a yandere hobie x plus size reader who's Insecure about her or their weight please? Both sfw and nsfw if you comfortable with it.

Warnings: talks about insecurity, and nsfw.

A/N: no because he's definitely a chubby chaser. I'm chubby, so sending this in made me smile ;P! Ty for the request <3.

And please be more specific with the gender next time. I did GN.

Hobie, at first, would be sad and surprised when you opened about your insecurities. In his own eyes, you’ve always been attractive. He doesn’t understand why you are insecure. He gets sad whenever you devalue yourself or look at yourself in the mirror just because of your size. Everybody is different, especially with size. Why do you need the praise of others when he tells you how beautiful you are?

You should know he loves everything about you. The stretch marks, body curves, round cheeks, and plush thighs; he admires it like a deity. Nothing can change his opinion.

He has a way with words. There’s no room for hate when he’s with you. He’ll trace his hands down every spot you deem ugly. Whispering everything he loves about you, why you’re so perfect. All until you give in and genuinely tell him you feel better.

Hobie will sweep you off your feet. When worrying about your weight and size, about people's opinion, he’ll immediately silence those thoughts by picking you up in his arms. No matter what you’re doing or where you are, he’ll take the opportunity to lift you up. Sometimes he’ll even do it with one hand or lift you onto his shoulders. It always surprises you. If you start worrying about hurting him, he’ll shush you and say, “Ya’ feel like a kitten to me”.

Is 100% bold. Loves to slap your ass when you least expect it. Especially in front of people.

Finding clothes to fit your lovely form is hard. It’s either highly expensive or pretty bland. However, with Hobie, the issue is naturally fixed. He loves to sew and create clothes for you, though beware: Hobie will try to sneak in more revealing/risqué of clothing.

More often or not, he calls you his sweet cheeks, baby or peaches. Definitely bunny if you are too cute for him to handle.

Ever since you two got together, he’s been pawing and touching you; at any given time, his hands are on you and squishing your chubby form.

And this includes with sex. Literally the entire time, he’s with you, rolling under the sheets and kissing your skin, his hands are pawing at your rolls and thighs, making sure to leave permanent marks.

He thinks the best medicine for your insecurity is fucking it all out. If he finds you frowning in front of the mirror, pulling at your tummy rolls? He’s fucking you in front of it, making sure you make eye contact with him as he nibbles and bites at you; calling you his pretty peaches.

Denying sitting on his lap as you fear you’re ‘too fat?’ Hobie makes you sit on his face, leaving dark marks all over your yummy thighs and ensuring you cum at least 5 times before he gives you the real package.

Insecure of how your thighs and ass look? He takes extra time with foreplay, whispering the reasons why he loves your silver marks, soft skin, and peached build; biting into your ass as he licks your special place.

Definitely uses your thighs to masturbate. Whenever the two of you are sleeping, and he’s up at midnight – his bulge in the boxers becoming a problem, he’ll pull down your underwear before slicking in between them. His groaning and love marks littered and stained on your neck cause you to wake up. Though, you aren’t complaining.

Can’t decide if he’s more of an ass, or thigh man. He appreciates both of them and every part of your body equally. Any stretch marks, cellulite, anything.

The type to affectionately cup your sex. Whether that’s after a steamy session or sitting in your bedroom, Hobie will dig his hand into your pants and cup it like a piece of art. Most of the time, it’s not even sexual – he just likes how it feels down there.

As much as he loves you, Hobie is still a devious son of a bitch. He loves to leave marks all over you, especially your thighs and tummy.

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yandere-toons · 2 months

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Yandere: "is that your family?" S/O: "nope, nah-uh, nada. I've never seen those people in my life"

Years of hard data say you're lying, but they're not about to incriminate themselves by revealing so: Huey Duck, Hunter | Golden Guard, Aziraphale, Sheldon J Plankton, Doctor Nefarious, Tenth Doctor, Shang Tsung, Dr Flug, Perry the Platypus, Midoriya Izuku

Suspects the lie but rolls with it: Ian Malcolm, Louie Duck, Anthony J. Crowley, Nick Wilde, Nagito Komaeda, Captain Jack Sparrow, Lightning McQueen, Ratchet, Kaa, Bugs Bunny, Mike Wazowski, Johnny Loughran, Klaus Hargreeves, Sans Undertale, Arataka Reigen, Tyrion Lannister, Legoshi, Rouge the Bat, Wallace Wells, Kendall Roy, Connor Roy, Finnick Odair

Races over to introduce themselves: Toga Himiko, SpongeBob SquarePants, Dewey Duck, Judy Hopps, Kokichi Ouma, Beetlejuice, Celia Mae, Gaston, Mavis Dracula, Undyne, Beast Boy, Deadpool, Alvin Seville, Phil Dunphy

Believes you: Pinkie Pie, Bluey & Bingo, Jataro Kemuri, Chick Hicks, Caligosto Loboto, GIR, Daffy Duck, Bill & Ted, Olaf, Shigeo Kageyama, Starfire, Scott Pilgrim, Ken, Castiel

Laughs at your thin deceptions: Emperor Belos, Bill Cipher, Black Hat, Scar, Shere Khan, Tai Lung, Lord Shen, Pagan Min, Invader ZiM, Shao Kahn, Eleventh Doctor, Rainbow Dash, Shenzi, Randall Boggs, Duncan Pepperidge Anderson, Agent Smith, Doctor Eggman, Han Solo, Alastor, Izaya Orihara, Gideon Graves, Roman Roy, Shiv Roy, Gristol Malik

Alternative interpretation is equally funny—the yandere is pointing out random groups of people and slowly narrowing down their choices.

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bigoltrashpile · 1 year

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Yan Skeles with a darling whose an escape artist? No matter what the man does---chaining them down, locking the room, around the hour surveillance, etc---their object of affection always somehow escapes.

That's a hilarious idea bro I love it asfjkl

Mafiatale Sans: Sans finds it more funny than anything. He's honestly impressed when you keep escaping in more and more complex ways. He'll definitely make some stupid jokes about you being his little Houdini. It's not like you can escape him for long, though. He practically owns the city, after all, everywhere you go, he'll have eyes there. Don't worry, you'll be back with him soon.

Mafiatale Papyrus: You're going to give him a heart attack! Don't you know how dangerous it is out there? He panics every time he leaves and you're suddenly not there. He almost feels like he can't take his eyes off of you for half a second, or you'll be gone! Oh well, if he has to hold you at all times to make sure you stay by his side, he's more than happy to!

Mafiaswap Sans (Lucky): Lucky is more than a bit angry. Not at you, of course! He's just mad that he can't make a cage that's nice enough, and secure enough to keep you inside! Your skills are very impressive, he can't lie, but can you PLEASE just stay here for longer than a day?

Mafiaswap Papyrus (Slim): Honestly, he thinks it's all super impressive. He might just ask you to teach him! That's good bonding, right? Not to mention, if he knows how you do it, he might be able to stop you. Until then, he enjoys the chase. Not anything upfront, but he'll stalk you for weeks, just letting you see him out of the corner of your eye. Then, just when you think you've escaped for good, that you can go back to your normal life...that's right when he appears to take you back home.

Mafiafell Sans (Butch): He likes this game of cat and mouse a lot more than he should. Butch gets almost too excited when he seems you're gone for the umpteenth time. That just means that he gets to go and hunt you down again~ He gets a huge thrill from the chase, from getting to track you, tease you, let you think you've escaped...just before bringing you right back.

Mafiafell Papyrus (Noir): Noir is...SO frustrated. He knows, logically, that you want to leave, you want to get out, but can you just sit still for FIVE MINUTES??? Even though he wants you to love him, he's going to have to use threats and fear to get you to stay with him. At least, until the Stockholm syndrome kicks in.

Mafiaswapfell Sans (Scar): When you manage to get out, Scar gets...really scary. He gets really quiet, like he's seething under the surface, about to explode. When he gets you back, which will usually take less than a few hours, he won't talk to you for a while. He'll just...stare. His deadly eyes will bore into you while he sits in the corner. It's almost worse than if he were to yell at you, or punish you somehow. It's just...a promise of something worse.

Mafiaswapfell Papyrus (Hound): He just doesn't understand! Why don't you want to stay with him? Why do you keep running away? Don't you love him? True to his name, Hound is extremely good at tracking, so he'll be able to find you pretty quickly every time. When you're safely back in his arms, he'll ask you what you're doing. He's very good at guilt tripping, even if it's unintentional. Hopefully, soon, you'll never want to leave!

#my garbage #writing #sans x reader #papyrus x reader #sans #papyrus #mafiatale #mafiaswap #mafiafell #mafiaswapfell #undertale #undertale imagines #yandere

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rightfulcutsiepie · 1 year

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Yandere Undertale Sans

Yandere Sans loves loves loves to steal your underwear. It's so fun for him, with a heart pounding very loudly in his chest, to steal multiple pairs of your used underwear while masturbating with them in his hand and cumming many times til he's spewing out blanks.

He also loves talking with you the next day like nothing happened, cracking jokes and watching you closely, inspecting every single facial movement you make while you laugh. He loves you so much. Can't you see?? You think he isn't sleeping well? He isn't sleeping at all. During the night time, he dedicates all of his time staring at you as you sleep. Watching your chest rise and fall as you sleep the night away. He syncs your breaths so he feels closer to you.

When you move, the heat from under the blankets hit his face and his hard on gets harder. Fuck, he doesn't know what he'd do without you. You're his entire existence. He wouldn't be this happy if it wasn't for you! you, you, you, YOU, YOU! It's all about you. He loves you very much. Say it back.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere character #yandere scenarios #Yandere drabbles #sans x reader #undertale #x reader #yandere undertale #yandere undertale sans #yandere Undertale sans x reader #undertale sans #undertale sans x reader #yandere sans x reader #yandere sans

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jamimix · 6 months

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Nothing to Fear

Yandere Sans!Undertale x Reader

This is so random (●v●) I'm not in the fandom anymore. But since @iloveartaaa said pls, I'mma just post it.

Also, this was made some time in 2019(?) so it's not gonna be that well-written. Didn't proof read this either so...

Warnings: Mentions of killing, Stalking

It's already midnight when you stepped out of your workplace, tired and wanting to go home. Luckily, it's only 15 minutes away from your house if you take the right shortcuts. Though, you still felt annoyed at having stay out this late.

Blame goes to your stupid coworker who kept getting you in trouble.

As you walked, you couldn't help but feel as if you're being watched, a bit of paranoia getting to you. You would've ignored it, but your gut says that this probably isn't from your usual stalker.

Ahh yes, your stalker. You knew of him too, quite close to him in fact. But you never really minded, felt safer to have at least someone watching over you to make sure you're safe. And he only ever stalked you when you're outside, so it's fine.

Though, of course, he doesn't know that you know.

Turning a corner, you suddenly hear a scream from where you were. Curious, you turned back to the corner and took a peek.

And then you quickly turned around and walked away from the... disturbing scene.

Ignoring it with the thought of just going home. You felt like you should be shocked, disgusted, or even afraid. But honestly? You're not even shaken from what you saw.

You knew from the moment that you caught each others gaze that he's not as -for the lack of a better word- stable as he seems. And the fact that he's a stalker, well... that doesn't really scream sane, does it?

Sans has always been...something.

You're not sure if he knew that you saw, ('he does' your mind supplies.) but right now, your main course of actions is to really just go home. This has been quite a bothersome day.

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Why are you not surprised that he's already at your home? The lights are off, the only way that you knew of him being here is because of his glowing eyelights. You held back an annoyed sigh as you stare back at him through the dark.

"What are you doing here, Sans?" You say, breaking the silence. Though, he chose to remain silent, just watching you. You rolled your eyes at him and looked towards where the light switch should be.

You moved towards it, but before you could, you suddenly found yourself in an almost bone-crushing embrace of the skeleton. Trying to pull away was fruitless, as he only tighten his grip, leaving you gasping a bit for air.

You sighed annoyed and then grimaced as you inhaled the stench of iron.

"....you need bath" you grumbled, face squished on his hoodie making your words come out as a mumble. He heard it anyways, the surprised chuckle says so.

"Of all things..." You hear him say, more to himself, in surprise.

Another silence then enveloped you both. Not uncomfortable, yet not comfortable either. Well, that's what you think the atmosphere felt like. You're legs are kinda getting a bit too tired, so you let yourself go limp, closing your eyes in the process.

Surprised (again), Sans adjusted his hold on you so that you wouldn't fall. A part of him worried, thinking that you suddenly just passed out. But a large part of him is quite giddy to have you in his arms.

Now holding you bridestyle, he couldn't help but grin wider with the already permanent smile on his face. He's not sure why you're not screaming and trying to get away from him, but he's not going to complain about it. This is basically saying that you're accepting him for who he is.

This is a blessing.

He couldn't help the laughter that came out at the thought. From the Underground, he and all of the other monsters, with the help of a human child, got out. The humans on the surface welcomed them with open arms, an 'apology' for the years of imprisonment.

When he and Papyrus moved here at the surface, he met you. The moment he saw you, it was like love at first sight. He was smitten.

It was then that he followed you around. Even became close friends with you just so he could have an excuse to hang out. And then now, even after getting caught killing someone, you seemed fine with it, with him.

He sure is lucky, isn't he?

But his expression darken when his thoughts went to the resets that he had gone through. No matter how many times that Frisk apologized, it can never fix what's been broken.

A sudden tap to his cheek brought him back from his thoughts. Looking down, he sees you staring at him with a questioning gaze.

"You 'kay?" He beamed at your worry, eyelights turning to heart shapes.

"S'nothin'" He says to you, holding you closer to him as he nuzzle his face to yours. You fluster at the action, but didn't do anything to stop him, merely letting him do what he wants.

Safe to say that, he'll N E V E R let you go.

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I cringe at my past self. my writing sucks.

#sans x reader #yandere sans #sans undertale

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undertale-writing-times · 3 months

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I'm not sure if you're still doing these prompts, and sorry if you aren't, but if you are, could you do the lovesick/obsession prompt

"How did I ever get so Lucky...?"

With Dusty?

Maybe the reader could be saying it to him?

Hehe okay :D

I’m having a lot of fun with these yandere things. I never write stuff like this so being able to is... a lot of fun -w-

Dusty felt so lucky to have his datemate.

At first, he was so worried about them leaving him and finding someone else that they were much happier with but then Pappy gave him an idea, they wouldn't be able to find someone else if they weren't allowed to be near other people, right?

He was right!

Ever since he took Y/n away from their world, bringing them to the world of Nightmare's castle, they were both so happy together. There was nothing he would change.

The first few weeks, they seemed upset, and would even shout and complain at him but after a few weeks, maybe months? They seemed fine being here. Then they even started to like it! How amazing, right? Right?!

Now nobody could ever take Y/n away from him. They were going to be together forever.

Today they were laying in his bed, cuddling. He had his arms wrapped around their waist, with his head nuzzled into their tummy, the softest purrs coming from his chest. They had their hand rested on top of his head, petting their fingers against his skull.

His hood was back, something he didn't often do but he trusted his datemate.

"Hey Dusty?"

He makes a soft sound to show that he heard them, just the smallest bit annoyed that they would talk. It was distracting...

"How did I ever get so lucky...?"

That... made him pause.

What?

He lifts his head, looking up at them squinting slightly "what are you talking about?" he asks.

They smile, putting their hands on his cheeks, gently pressing them against his skull. "How'd I ever get so lucky to have you as my boyfriend?" They lean down, peppering soft kisses against his skull and teeth. The best way to kiss him, honestly.

His cheeks quickly get a bright purple blush on them his eye sockets widening "H-Hey!" he turns his head away, tugging his hood up to try to hide his face "Warn me before you do that," he grumbles.

In the back of his mind, he knew that he should have never trapped them here, he should let them see their family, but they don't have a family to return to. He made sure of that himself.

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alex-rambles · 11 months

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Yandere sans headcanons?

-Sans is EXTREMELY unlikely to turn yandere

-He's chill, he's laid back

-If he did turn yandere, it'd most likely be on as well as after a genocide or neutral route (that isn't flawed pacifist)

-Everyone is dying

-If you're a human, you fell down here a while ago. He's known you forever! Knows you're chill

-If you're a monster obviously he's ok with you from the get go blah blah blah

-But Frisk is killing loads of people

-He gets anxious

-Anxiety becomes paranoia

-Because he's watched it OVER AND OVER, unendingly. It's all okay, he's at the surface, with you, when suddenly, he's back in Snowdin and Player/Frisk is going on a killing spree

-He's not necessarily the jealous type

-He trusts you wouldn't ever go for someone else

-Essentially, he just kidnaps you for your safety

-People can still see you, he's not really abusive, you're just a hostage

-Unfortunately, once he kidnaps you once, he'll keep doing it every reset

-Just to be sure you'll be okay

-But Sans is still his goofy ass self

-There will likely be fights

-You're pissed you're stuck in one place

-But it's okay, you'll come to be grateful soon! Right?

#sans x reader #yandere sans x reader #yandere undertale sans x reader #undertale sans x reader #undertale x reader #yandere undertale x reader #alex writes

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ice-cream-writes-stuff · 1 year

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Observations of Obsession

"Loving you wasn't enough, your supposed to love me back!"

♡《Sans/Au/Sanses Au [Yandere?] x Yandere Reader》♡

Au idea where the reader, or (Y/N), [PLAYERoR], loved Classic Sans. A unaware, nobody, in a true pacifist timeline. Meeting the pun-loving skeleton and created a whirlwind romance together.

But... RESET comes in play. The FIRST RESET.

Soon, it became, five, then eleven, twenty, O̷̧̡̢̢̨̢̢̨̼̹͕̙̬̫̯͉̳̠̳̮̤̹̻̥̝̪̠̰̰̦̫̠̳̺̜̱̞͉̣̜̮̰̹̘̾̍͆̆̑̃͌̅͜͝͠N̵̨̟̱̦̼͔͕̭̞̭̭̥͙̼̟̝̣͕̰͚̗̳̳̘̙̟͇͉̲͐̄͋́̇͌ͅͅE̸̢͇͕̗͗͒́̋̃̀͋̓̃̈͗̉̏̄̀̀͊̽͒͋̈́̈̊̈́̋̍̎͒̿̿̀̋̑̕͘̚̕͝͠ ̶̧̛̋̎̾̏̈́̅̀̐̋̿̾͋̊̀̉̅͒̃̅̅͂̽͊̊̉̆̓̄̇͗̉͐̎̓̽͐͒̿̉̎̇̾̂̈́̂͘̕͠͝H̶̛̘͖̺̠͇̲̏͊̌̏͐̃̂͗́͋̈́̂͛̆̽̍̄̏͒͐͗̐͘͝ͅÙ̸̧̨̫͔͔̝̘͉̫͙̗̥̙̞̗̭̣̖̫̲̼̤̙̠̭̙͔̣͎̣͇̘̰͍̞̖̺̣̽̃̊̊̀̑̽̾̄͐̾͆̋̀̀̀͑͊͑̑́̍́̾̿̈́̕̚̚͝͠͝ͅN̴̢͎̦̱̦̦͚͕̂̐͆̑͌́͘ͅD̷̨̨̡͔͖̯͚̮͔̝͚̳͎̭̞͖̥͓͚͔͕̹̣̳͍̱̥̜̙̤̠͇̼̘͕̱̖̳̺̤̫̗͙̤̗̫̈́̿̿̋̿̔͌̓͋̋̈́̃͋̈́̈́̈̄̉̀̇͌̈́̑́͒̉͗̇͂͊̃̿̐̇̽̽̍͒̇̀́͂͘͘͠͝͝ͅṚ̷̡̨̛͓̫͍̳̪̯̦̫̖̻̟̗̝̦̟̱̗̜̰̜̇̀̾̒͌̎̓̿̏̅̏͛̈̉̈́̀͐̆̑̃́̍̑̉̚͜͝ͅḚ̴̡̧̢̡̞̤͓̫̬̝͍̥̭͍̲̪͕͔̥̤̱̟̌̿̋͆̎͛D̵̢̢̧̢̡̡̡̗̮̗͍͉̘͕̲͚͈̺̟̝̠̠̟̺̰̟̤͈̳̫̻̬̱̻̭̭̗̼̦̗́̈̋̿̇͌͂̓̂̉̈́̆̂͒̈́͂̈́͛̓̍̽̆̈́͐͌̆́̔͐̏̎̓͒̕͘̚̕͜͝͠͠͝

Each RESET it becomes harder to meet, to enjoy one another's company, love each other.

But.. You don't give up. You don't want to give up. Ṡ̶̨̢̘̫̥͚̻̦̲̝̹͚̻̺̀̽̆͘̚͝a̴̛̜̫̱̝̼͔̘̠͈̪͖̘̗̖͗̾̔̾̃̓͋̀̓̒̓̋̋͝n̴͔̪̓̓͊̇̉̀̾̇͝ş̷̦͇͖̭̊͝ ̸̨̣͓̤̙̹̱̤̜̬̮͎̼̼̻́͌̋͛̈́̋́̈̆̊̌̕͝d̸̨̺̼̹͉̤̱͉͗̈́̋͌̏̽͛̅́̋͐͠͝i̶̡̢͇̠̼͕̮͗̇͆̓̊̐̈́͠d̴̢̠̞̉̂͑̉̃́ ̷̛̯̲̖͔̳̟̞͈̟̥̼̝̣̈́͊̀̀̈́̎̈̆͝t̶̖̭̼̜͙̋͌̀̃̽̈́̊͆́̊̅̉̒̕h̶̨̨͍̼͈̗͂͂̒̕͝o̴͓͐̂͊̀͊̄͌̍̕͘͘͠͝ư̶̧̢̲̗̭̺̽͒͌̈͗̚͝g̸̡̢̹̰͉͔̺̺͖̻̱̓̐̾͂̈͆̄h̸̢̨̤͖̜͓͔͍̰͈͛̀.̸͔̝̻͛͌̆̌̉̓̄

You put on a smile each time, happy to fall in love again.

It wasn't enough.

Filed with HEARTBREAK, you pray, beg, for the timeline to RESET. Wanting things to go back to "normal". To have the swest skele that shared you pain of Remembrance, in a world that would play on loop until it's unenviable END.

It's difficult. You could feel your sanity slipping away each time you see Sans and his everlasting grin.

To the point where you think it's mocking you each time he finds someone that interests him that isn't YOU.

This time. It's different. Please be different.

"That.. Can't be him? Is it?"

Watching closely, a skeleton, unlike the one you ADORED, sat happily on a park bench. Sketching out a picture on a small canvas. He hums a tune unfamiliar to you, completely absorbed in his art.

Occasionally looking up for reference for what caught his eye. Even muttering to a giant paint

Clutching your chest, you could feel your insides becoming cold.

'That. Is...'

N̷̨̨͙̰̜̜̥̣̖̠̭̦͕̬̙̹̹̝̿̈̾͊ơ̴̢̡̧̛̩̟̳̫͖̬͔̭͖̳̦̦̞̳͉̬͈̘͇͉̻̟̪̈̊͆͌́͒̑̈́̔̏̄̓̊̌̏͛͋̀̽̌́̓̂͛̉̑̋̃̒̎̚͘̕̚̚͠ͅͅt̴͓͔̤̰͇̙̒̓̈̊̂͋̍͗́̀̈̀̔̀͂́͘͘͘̕͝͝h̴̡̡̨̡̨̢̡͇͖͔͍̞̙͍͕̹̮̜̝͓̝̯̲̮̝̜̯͓̙̜̘̫̱͔͇̬̹̙̰̟̫̅̌̿͗͛̊̊́̿̀̂̄̆̌́̈́̉̚̚͜͜͝ͅi̶̢͍̗̲̞͂̀̃͑̎̈́̾̉̑̅̀̑̌m̴̢̨̡̦̠͚̥̺͈̩̮̟̬͕̫̤̜̃́̐̎n̵̛̛̬̩̰͓̬͓̎̐̓̈́͑̐̎̈́̀͌̈̃̓̀̿͋ơ̴̲̗͍͈̬͈͈̙̖̰̏̄̌̽͊͗͋̓̅̇̏̈́̐̍̾̇̿̒̄͛̂̓͐́̚͘͠t̴̨̨̛̻̻̝̮̃̊̀̄̔̎̃̀̈̓̿͋͌͐͌͂̄̅̂̈́͂̈́́̚͘͝h̸̢̛͙̘̰̤͓̬̦͎͕̖̫̥͉̰͈̲͇̮̓̑̐͌̈́̂̿̊̏̒̋̃͌̾̍̑̓́͋̒͐̄̓̔͘̕͘̚͝͠Y̶̧̧̡̧̡̭͔̥͕͖̜̺͙̪̞̰̱̙̰̞̗͎͚̭͍͙͉̗̗͈͚͍̩͚̱̜͖̞̝̳͓̙̩͕̌̋͋̍̾̒̾͋͌̉̄̄͛̊͊͂͊̈́̀͂̐̓̔͌̂̊́̏̑̎̿̈́̏̊̇̔̓̍̔̈́͌̈́̈́͌̾̊̚͜͝ͅỚ̸̢̡̛̱̮̬͚̭̘̖̠̤̟̳͚̲̖̯͇̜͔̮͎̲̬͈͔̂̐͂̏̃̈́̿̊̅̃̽͊̍̂̎̌͗͑̋̊̃̽̂̑̅̓͂͂̓͑͊̈̆̈̍͝ͅY̴̨̡̨̧̧̛͙̬͈̟̱͎̫̰̳̜̦̠̪͕͍͖̹̬̹̬̫̻̞͓̫͈̹̣̺͓̜̼̩͖͊͋́̑̈́̋͂͑̈́̍̆̆́̿̃͑̇͗̋̿͌̃͒͗̈̋͐̓̌͌̚͜͝ͅR̷̡̨̢̢̧̢̛̬̥̫̖̠̯͈̖̣͕̮̹̝̩̝̟̼̱͎̬̼̲̥̟͇̲̲̲͈̞̻̲̻͌̉̈́̇̆͗̀͗̒̓̾͂̽̍̽̇̐̋̾͘̚͝ͅN̸̬̓̿̀̉̎͂͒̆̽̉͐̄Ơ̷̛̮̗̯̗̗̬̰̱̍̓̏̈́́̆̔͆̍̍̌̾̄̉̿̈́́͘̕͘͘̕͝͝T̸̨̀̆̎̏̈͋̈́͐̈́̅͐͂͐̈́̈́͊̈́̌̋̈́͝͝͝͝H̵̢̡̧̧̨̢̨̧̤̺̘̟̫̳͈̦̖͎̼̖̻̯̩͖̲̗̙̯̜̮̯͕̙̣̝͈̮̩̙̺̥̝̠̬̼̼͓̙̼̖͂̈̔̐̀͗̀̒͒̅̒̓̇͑̓̽͂̀̿̄̊͋͠͝͝͝͝͠Į̷̧̧̡̧̱̲͍͕̰̘̤͎͓̳̜̪̗̰͇̲̰̬̰͖̯̠͕̫̰͈̥̞̮̣̲̠̝̳̭͛̌̈́̀͛́̆̈́̅̽́͗̉̽̑͒̎͆̀̉̑̅̅̀͒́͛̆̉̀̏̇̿͌̓̓̽̑̈́̑̈̌͑́͜͜͝͝͝M̶̧̲͇̼̱̗̞͉̺̦͙̬͓̲̆̑͊̇̽̊̎͂̉̏̈́͘̕

'Odd.'

I̶̧̨̨̢̛̟̯̱̬͉̭͖͙̻͔̝̯̘̬͈͕̙̭͕̬̩̞͖̖̻͙͓̬̱̰̩̳͚̮̻͚̽͒͆͐̉͆͌̃͐̅̊͜͜͜͜͝ͅͅͅT̶̡̢̢̻̬͈͈̹̜̳̝̫̪͉͔̩̲̙̱̞̤̭̬͎̣̭̱̗̻͚̙̰̤̤̘̈́̏̈͋̇̏̈́̋́̈̀͒͊͑̏̓͊̐̽͛͊̂̾̓͜͜͜ͅͅŜ̵̛̫̞͍̍̄͋̅̓̆͆̅̿̏̍͐̍́͆̿̓̂̅̑̏̈́͌̑͒̒̄̇͛̑̀̉̀̊̔̚̕̚͜͜͝͝͝Y̵̡̧̧̯̺͚̟̹̮̟͖̗̫̗͙̟͎̹͔͇̗̭̮̰͍̫͎̲̰̹̠̖͉̪̗̗̠̞̟̱͚̯̗͇̫̅͠Ơ̴̡̡̡̬͍̦̺̦̼̤̯̝̙͉͈̤͕͕̩̞͉̜̰̗̝̞͓͖͈̟̞͓̦̱̖͚͈̤̜̼̗͚̥̂̑̐̀͂̋̀͗̾̓̐̎̈̋̈̑͗̆̿͗̃̋̽̌͛̑͒̒͌͋̕͜͜͜͜͠ͅƯ̶̰̯̯̫̫̙͚̪̯̭͉̜̟͈̼̦͍̣͔̒̈́̓͂̒̽̅̊͑̌̇̆͗͊̏͌͐̀̈̈̋͛͂̇̿̆̾̊̄̃̇̋̄́̃̏̓͋̅́̚̕͘͝͝I̷̢̘̳̲͚͎̣͈̠̬͇̦̖̼̬̭̺͔͖̻̤̦̤̱̱̘̥̋̇̆̏͒͒͒̈̀̑͑͒́̀̈́̀́̓͗̏̕͠͝T̵̢̤̦͉̯͚̗̱̭̫̝̘͈͑̐̒̓̀̈́͊́̈́̂̾̔̽̓̒̽̊̚̚̚͜͜͠ͅŠ̵̢̧̛͕̪̝̤̜̣̩̠̩̗̭̘̲̯̠͚̗͖̹͖̠̜̯̳͚̳͕͓͔̟͕̬̫̯̮͕͍͍̤͓̞̻̻̰͗̾̾̈́͜R̴̡̧̢̪̬̟͚̜̣̹̼̮͔̟̪̭̗̰͙̦̟̮̙͍̲͓̦͎͇̜̳̣͙͉̭̥͎̪̝͓̒̏̌̆̽̌͊̎̾̾̀̈̾̅́̋̒̉͑̌̿͊̔̾̕̚͘̚͘͜͜͝ͅE̴̡̨̢̧̢̨̡̛̛̛͕̝͔̪̝͚̗͍͈̦͚̥͓͕̰̥̺̪͕̱͚̯̦͖̩̣̭͍̥͇͓̥̹͚̬̫̳̤͊̾̆̓̽̑͊́͂̽̽̇̍̔̃̇̅͛͛̋̽̈́͘̚͜͝ͅͅA̵̟̮̪̰͍̘̤̬̜̩̗̠͑̐̔͊̈̉́̈́̀́̆̐̈̄͆̓̑͑͜͠Ļ̵̢̢̛̛͉͍̫͉̬̮͎͇̠͙̤̣͕̮̻̈́̀̇͛̈́̊̀͒̉̋̍͆̑͆̓͗͌́̅͐̃̄̏̎̍̕̚͘͜͝ͅL̶̫̩̲̙̳̗̞͓͓̮̹̾Y̵̡͉̪̳̐Y̶̨̢̢̧̛͓̬̬̘̭̦̻͕͎̭̠̻̱͚̯̹͖͈̾̀̉͗̔̀̓̽͛͛̂̂́̀̑͐͊̉͂̑͌̀̀̂̒̎͒̋̈͛̀̈́̚͘͘̕̚͜͠Ơ̵̡̢̹͕̘͉̟̯͉̞̭͉͇̦͍̥̱̗̹̩̱͚̜͉̻̮̯̭̗̱̱̫͉̊̃̀͆̑͆͒̀̊̔͗͊̌̒̇̆̅͝Ư̷̡̢̬̱͚̜̬͖̣̰̞̫͍͇̹̲̻̻̠̙̟̗̳̠̱͈̟̇̿́̃̐̾̊͛̕̚͜ͅ

Creeping closer, you do your best to look approachable and casual. Face contorting into one of passiveness, trying to hold in your grin as the stranger looks up.

"Wow.."

He mumbles to himself.

Your steps become a bit slower, trying to listen in on his quiet conversation with his paint brush.

"Broomy, you think.. Yeah.. Impressions are needed!"

While your back was turn, he opens up a pink vial, then a yellow one, chugging them down quickly as he stands up from his spot Urgently packing his items and grabbing his Broomy, calling out to you loudly.

"Hey!"

You stop, turning around, ablit suprised that he was running after you and wanting your attention.

You couldn't let a chance like this slip.

"Hi! I'm Ink! What's your name, pal~!" He stated cheerily, eye-lights a shapped differently from the white ones you were used to seeing.

His right socket held a yellow question marked eye-light. The other was a heart, pink fading in yellow with a hint of red.

A smile, a big, giant smile is what you gave him.

"I'm-"

It's the start of something new. Something horrible.

Ink introduces you world's you couldn't even fathom.

You were... Happy. So happy.

You realized that, in some instances in other worlds. Sans, whether or not. Was unhappy.

It made you sick.

Something inside you clicked B̷̢̼̙͇͓̞̠̭̜͉̖̪͖̱̭̹̼͔̮̹͈͉̘̲̘̝̰͖͙̭̲̺̬̮̙̞̫̤̰̌̐́̏͊͒̐̈̍̈́̄̕͜͜͜͝ͅŗ̶̧̧̢̧̢̛͎͖̟͎͖͉͎̮̲͇̦̝̰̯͍̹͈̬̘͉͈̤̦̠̲̖̮̗̠̝͔̠͈̻̙͈͗̅̽̓̊̿͆́̓͋̎͌̾̾͌̑̔̐̋̆̉́̕͜͠ͅO̴̖͍͔̪͔͚̭̜̘͇͍̣͖̱̜̘͓̠̖̖̻͑̑́̏̈́̂̿̈́̾̔̄̑̓̀͆͋͌̄͑̃͆̎̂͛̾̀̎͐́͋͆͘̚͘͝ͅĶ̸̡̨̛͈͙͍̭̲͍̭̩̝̳̤̮̜͔͈̳̣͕̻̭͈͇̻̩͕͎̦̣̙͎̺̫̲̺́̓̓̀͛́͗̽̄́͋̎͂̅̆̾̀̚̕͜͝͝͝ͅͅͅͅͅȩ̵̨̨̡̨̧̛̮̞̻̼̯̰͈̮̳̼͉̭̮̗̥͓͇̠̻͕̻̭͓̝̜̤̳̼̪̣̞͉͍̺̼̘̤͎͖̮̒̍̃̎̀͗̊͆̎̄̒̄̍̓̈̉̊͌́̈́̏͋͌̐̓̑̈̌͂̚̚̕̚͜͜͠͝͠͝͝

You want love, you a whirlwind romance, you want SANS.

And you'll do anything for that feeling, ̢̨̢̨̪̟̤͎̲̪̫̱͉̪̯͚̤̜̳͚̘̗̖̯̠̦̖̥̭̱̼͓L̶̢̢̢̨̢̨̛͖̠̝̹̫̬̠̯͉̺͖̣͔̩̪̟̤͎̲̪̫̱͉̪̯͚̤̜̳͚̘̗̖̯̠̦̖̥̭̱̼͓̳̎̊̈̇͐̒̇͊̈́̆̆̈̎̇̑̋͛̇͆͌̐̀̑̓͌͋̈͒͘͠͠ͅoV̵̛͙̲͉̫̼̻̫̈̍̑̍͑̐̄̾̐̀͒̑̒̾̏͛̉̿̾͐̂͂̋̔͆̃́̓̈͒͗̿́́́͒̉̋̕̚̚͝͠͝e.

So willTHEY.

[I got bit by the Undertale bug, again, ]

[Whoo-boy, okay, this idea came to me when I was looking over my old au sans x reader one-shot book on wattpad. Then Underverse happend then.. Yeah. Asks for this Au are appreciated so much!]

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umeboshi--bones · 1 year

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dont imagine shattered dream>:)

CW: yandere

Don't imagine that you're sitting, by yourself, brain mired in negative thoughts, the stress and pain of your life drowning you.

Don't imagine the overwhelming wave of negativity suddenly rising around you only to be succinctly silenced.

Dont imagine that everything goes silent around you, unnaturally so, you can't even hear your own heartbeat; tendrils crawl into your vision, you feel something press against your back.

Don't imagine a smooth, velvet voice, cooing to you almost lovingly?

"Oh, darling, sweet girl, what darkens your heart so? I could taste it, so far from me. Tell me, whisper it if you find it easier."

Don't imagine breaking under the thoughts in your head, and tearfully you whisper to the darkness.

Don't imagine the darkness clicking its tongue and the tentacles hovering around you begins to make a cocoon around you.

Don't imagine the edge in his voice when he discovers that the source of your soul splitting sadness happens to be downstairs.

Don't imagine the darkness condensing before you, a skeleton made of darkness and sludge emerging. He smiles at you, it is sad and doesn't match his voice.

Don't imagine he turns and takes your headphones from your desk, placing them snugly to your ears, a tentacle scrolling through your music list on your phone, to choose one with the most plays.

"You do not want to listen to anything but what is in these headphones, my dear."

Dont imagine the smile on his face sharpens, he turns back to undulating shadow and slips out of the cracks of the bedroom door.

Especially don't imagine he returns to you moments later, to bring you up to him as he floats supported by two thick tentacles, pressing a kiss to your forehead, murmuring that you will be so much happier with him, this universe doesn't deserve a soul like yours.

And what ever you do, don't imagine that the surge of happiness that floods you feels a little tinged with dread as you look into that burning amber eye studying your face.

Or the smirk that stretches a crescent of brilliant white across his dark face, as your vision blurs and a nothingness takes you, as you are taken from the universe by his arms, by his kiss.

Oh and don't imagine the absolute wipe of your AU, ending in terror and blood, all for you beloved, all for you darling.

All. For. You.

#shattered dream #shattered!dream #dream sans #nightmare sans #undertale #answered asks #hoo boy this one got away from me #and fast #dont worry pet #he will take care of you #and those who dare cause any harm #double dog dare he will fuck you up dont try it #cw yandere #yandere #shattered dream x reader #dream x reader

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bae04xx · 8 months

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Cam you write a yandere dream sans x reader please

im a little rusty with the undertale aus so sorry if this is out of character 😭 i tried my hardest xx

this is so shit man i’m sorryyyy

kinda yandere dream sans x reader

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dream lay in between my legs, his head resting up against me as he read. some new book he had been raving about, i’d been struggling to focus, or even listen to anything for the last couple of days- it’s been getting on my nerves. after being cooped up in this.. space? i’m not really sure what it was called, you get a bit stuck in your own head. too conscious of your own thoughts, i get like that. it gets worse when dream is off doing god knows what for hours at a time- he doesn’t tell me much, never has, you just get used to be in the dark, doesn’t make it any more bearable but it makes you expect it.

“y/n? y/n?” dream calls out to me, breaking me from my mental rant.

“huh? yeah sorry,” i reply sheepishly as i hear a sigh from him, he places his book down.

“what are you thinking about?” he beams, i can feel him smiling despite not being able to see.

“nothing much, just wondering what you’re reading,” i lie, i know he can tell but he goes along with it anyway.

“you feel quite tense for just that,” he chuckles, “i’m going to have to meet blue and ink soon, we’ve got some things to figure out,” he massages my thigh as i lean back, exhaling softly before i decide what to say.

“..why don’t i come?” i speak, just above a whisper, my question makes him go slightly rigid.

“well, y/n, um. i’ll have to think about it,” he stammers, unsure of what to say. dream is one of the most positive people i know, i never usually see him looking for his words.

“it’s alright, i just thought it’d be nice to meet your friends, considering you spend so much time with them,”

“trust me i spent a lot more time with them before i met you, and they’re starting to have a few questions about that. maybe it’d be good if you met them,” he announced, jumping up and dusting himself off.

i quickly followed, letting him guide me to where we we’re going.

after a strange way of transportation, we arrived. there were 2 other skeletons like him, one with a paint brush and another with a blue bandana- they suited their names. who i presumed was blue jumped up when he saw me, cocking his head at dream, while ink stayed seated, his eyes narrowed at me.

“WHO’S THIS!?” blue demanded, attempting to rush over to me, only to be pulled back by ink. dream had spoken very little of them both beyond their names but i could guess ink was in charge by his demeanour.

“this is y/n, she’s been living with me for the past couple of months. i thought she should meet you two,” he smiled, his arm firmly around my waist.

“and you bought her to a meeting?” ink questioned, a slight bite in his voice.

“HELLO HUMAN Y/N, DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?” blue almost screamed, i didn’t really know what to say.

“it’s nice to meet you y/n,” ink said, a forced politeness to me, i could tell he didn’t mean to be rude but there was something beneath the surface. “can we speak to you alone dream?” he asked, tapping his bony fingers rhythmically against the table.

“of course you can, y/n would you mind going into the other room?” he asked, pointing to a wooden door to my left, i walked off, ignoring the goodbyes from the 3 skeletons.

there i tried to drown out their argument, i heard my name being thrown around like a game of piggy in the middle. dream drastically trying to defend not only me but myself, ink interrogating him about where i came from, who i was, if i was dangerous and how much of a risk i made them. and blue was just joining in, asking so many questions about me. i desperately tried to ignore it, wishing for some headphones, or at least to be put in a room far, far away from them.

after an hour of being on my own, dream burst into the room, a tired, forced smile on his face.

“y/n! come on, we’re going,” we sighed, trying his best to keep his normal bubbly energy up.

“what even happened?” i asked as he dragged my arm lightly.

“we’ll discuss this next time,” ink spoke calmly, clearly with ruffled feathers.

“there’s nothing more to discuss.” dream said sternly, ending the conversation- you could cut the atmosphere with a knife.

when we got home i was still very confused, as always.

“what was that all about?” i asked, while dream held me, he had told me before that my presence alone can calm him down, so i think that’s what he needed right now.

no response.

“dream?” i questioned again, waiting for an answer.

5 minutes of silence went by before he stated,

“they want to take you away from me.”

“what?” i didn’t know how to feel, or what to say, dream was trying his hardest to stay calm and remain in a happy place, yet the way he was acting was eerie.

“but i’m not going to let them do that, you’re never leaving me. i promise.”

#undertale au x reader #undertale x reader #dream sans #dream sans x reader #fanfic #x reader fanfic #undertale #undertale au #i struggled with this #yandere #yandere sans x reader #yandere sans #yandere dream sans #yandere dream sans x reader #sorry if this is bad

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queen-of-scissors · 1 year

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Omg-- dude the undertale one gave me an idea.

If you could visit their worlds... whos to say that the guys in their world couldnt visit teyvat?

I mean-- they obvi cant normally but im thinking for the more "glitchy" games like Monika from DDLC affecting the code to visit you.

Or the more op characters or characters who have both the knowledge and ability to jump worlds like Sans-- mans both op af and smart af and has experience world hopping. Once he hears from froggy that you visited? Ohhhhhh bOY--

No but imagine-

İf Monika visited tevat İT WOULD BE SO CAOTİC??

ESPECİALLY İN YANDERE AU

Masterlist

Monica would know about all of the other games and casually go and tell everyone she met "im their girlfriend btw"

One day, you are in your teapot, doing paperwork and find a rather suspicious report about you.

One of your favorite items in your abode got stolen, just as the acolytes 'stoped' the said person they realise that they couldn't harm them.

They tought it was a monster that only you can handle so they asked you on guidance on how to beat it. Then they write the desctiption of the monster.

Wait a minute.

İs that Monika?!

Turns out she saw the food laying there and was like "oh their favorte food! Let me go bring them immediatly :D"

She is a sweetheart when she isn't deleting stuff isn't she.

Speaking of her coding powers, it didn't take long before she finds you instead of you finding her. And the dirst thing she was greeted with was... Another... Harem...

Welp time for a killing spree, you better stop her (and other yanderes from killing her)

And if you manage to calm everyone down, Monika would be upset, why did you cheat on her? She has godly powers too! She is even stronger than any of them combined!

everyone else calms her down and say that she will get used to it if she wants to date you, as if it was YOUR idea to go for a Harem and YOU are the toxic one??

Now about SANS the meme.

For some random ass reason, the first thing that came to my mind was "xiao and him are kind of alike"

They both traumatised, they both have a City to protect, they both can make stuff come out from the ground (xiao elemental burst, sans normal attack)

The only thing they wouldnt get along with is sans's lasyness. (Which we have a theory about that but i forgor)

OK BACK TO THE STORY

After being stuck in a timeline that the anomaly destroyed over and over again, he knew that all he could do to stop it is by meeting the anomaly personally, and kill it.

He went to alot of words, met alot of people, most of them saw you as a god. A god that created them. Even if it was true, it would only make him hate you more.

Did you create that world to torture them?!

He was in one of those realities, where you are loved beyond compare, and he was already thinking of giving up. But Heard one of them mention that they met you.

Now he couldn't go ahead and ask that person. He was a monster and they were a human, and they profably never saw a sentient monster in this world anyway. So he just followed the clues.

Which lead him to a... Teapot?

Well there was no ketchup in this universe and he didn't had a chance to eat anything since he came here, maybe some tea would help him with his hunger-

And thats the story on how he ended up in your teapot.

The people inside was actually nice, they gave him some food and drinks, without asking too much about how he looks, he just said he overworked himself down to the bone (badum tıssssss). He is almost sad that he is going to kill their god soon.

Almost.

After the meal he asked to see the god and they asked him "which one?"

???????????

What do you mean which one??

Theres more than one?????

Meanwhile, one your acolytes went up to you and told you that you have guests that is dead.

Ok its gonna be the first time a ghost wants to see you. What could go wrong.

" SANS?!???"

" Didn't think i would find you here, huh."

Of course there is fighting, But the thing is EVERYONE in your teapot has more experiance in fighting than him. And add that to being tired and having only 1 HP, He just gives up after the few attacks.

Don't worry, he has all the time in this world and other worlds, he can wait to get you all alone, and finish you once and for all.

He attempts to leave but guess what, now your acolytes are on the hunt for his head!

İts like imposter AU all over again, but with a skeleton that attemted to assasinate you.

İf you tell your acolytes the truth, they won't care at all. Yeah you killed people so what? You can do anything, they are your properties after all.

But they also understand his point of wiew as well.

Ok but what if sans is in a happy ending universe.

You played undertale, gave them an happy ending and left the game for good, didnt even delete it.

Then he would just want to meet you and be your friend personally, heck he even might bring other people around!

They still dont see you as a creator mind you, still an anomaly, But a cool one 😎.

İf he manages to find you in the teapot in that reality he goes

"Heya. You've been busy huh?"

"W H A T?! HOW ARE YOU HERE?!"

"Pretty good, thank you for asking."

Turns out he is pretty chill with others as well. ESPECİALLY CYNO -

"SANS PLEASE DONT TEACH HİM YOUR JOKES İ BEG OF YOU-"

"woah dude chill, im SANSing that you are mad at me."

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eyzoa · 1 year

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↳. JEALOUS FRESH MOODBOARD || Underverse

#fresh sans #sans #fresh x reader #fresh sans x reader #sans x reader #moodboard #edit #selfship #undertale selfship #sans selfship #cw jealousy #cw yandere

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bigoltrashpile · 1 year

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Could I maybe request some yandere skeletons with reader (poly prefred but I'll take any, love your writting) - 🦢

Absolutely swan!! I hope you're doing okay! Tw for kidnapping and stalking, the normal yandere stuff

You seemed to attract skeletons. Which would sound like you were a serial killer, but thankfully all the skeletons were monsters, and not dead humans.

There were a few who were regulars at your job at Grillby's speakeasy, a couple who frequented the same stores as you, and one who even took the same bus home that you did. It was like you were a skele-magnet!

All of them were very handsome, you had to admit, but you were way too awkward to make a move on any of them. Although a few of them seemed to try to make a move on you.

"heya doll~" Speak of the devil. "can ya get me the usual?"

You smiled at Butch. "Of course! Anything else?"

"depends, are you on the menu?~"

Despite the fact that he had used that line dozens of times, you felt your face light up a bit. "I-I'll get you that burger." You walked away as quick as you could, trying to ignore the amused chuckle from behind you.

Though the attention was nice, you didn't want to get involved with Butch, since he was a famous mobster. You were pretty sure the other skeletons were in the mafia as well, but just because someone dresses nice doesn't mean they're a criminal! Thankfully, you only had about twenty minutes left on your shift, so you wouldn't have to deal with these conflicted feelings for much longer.

You continued to wait on the other customers, before noticing that there were a few other skeletons sitting at the bar. Sans and Slim, two other regulars, waved you over.

"hey honey," Slim grinned. The cigarette in his mouth gave off a surprisingly nice smell. "how's it goin?"

"Okay," you admitted. "I'm going home soon, so that's good. Can I get you anything?"

"ketchup," Sans requested. "do ya need someone to walk ya home?"

Although Sans was probably the dorkiest and friendliest looking monster you'd ever met, you never took him up on the offer. Though it was scary going home alone at night, it was scarier to have a barely-acquaintance knowing where you lived. "No thank you," you turned him down as politely as you could. "I'm a big kid, I can make it home myself."

Sans chuckled at the joke. "suit yourself." At the words, he tugged at his lapel, making sure you knew it was a pun.

You covered your mouth to hide your laugh as Slim groaned. "I'll get that ketchup for you."

As you went back to the bar, you didn't notice the three skeletons exchanging knowing looks. By the time you returned, they were back to their normal, flirty, punning selves.

Before you knew it, your shift was over, and you began the long journey home. Even though Grillby's was a far distance from your apartment (and technically illegal), it paid very well, and the customers were surprisingly more polite than at a less shady establishment.

You hopped on the bus, relieved to finally be off your feet after a long day. As usual, there was a skeleton sitting a few seats away from you. You didn't know his name, but he had bright blue eyelights, and almost looked like Sans. He gave you a friendly smile before turning back to his book.

The bus ride was uneventful, as usual. You yawned, exhausted. After a moment, you let your eyes drift shut, and before you knew it, you had fallen asleep.

You woke suddenly to a strong hand gently shaking your shoulder. "EXCUSE ME?" You yelped and turned to whoever was shaking you. It was the skeleton. "ISN'T THIS YOUR STOP?"

You whipped around and jumped when you realized you had slept through the whole bus ride. "Shit, yes it is! Thank you so much!" You leapt out of your seat and stumbled off the bus. In your rush, you didn't notice the skeleton getting off the bus after you.

Thank goodness that skeleton was so kind, if you had to walk an extra fifteen minutes you would have been furious. You relaxed as your apartment came closer. Your feet seemed to guide themselves along your familiar route, and you let your mind drift off. Thanks to that, you didn't even notice the shadowy figures waiting in the alley ahead.

As you passed the alley, a hand shot out and grabbed you by the wrist. You tried to scream, but you didn't even get a peep out before you were silenced by a rag pressed over your mouth and nose. You could feel your attacker's claws pressing into your cheeks.

"Just Relax." A strangely familiar voice purred into your ear. "We Won't Hurt You."

Like hell you were going to relax! You flailed your arms and legs as hard as you could and held your breath in order to not breathe in the whatever-the-hell was on the rag.

Out of nowhere, a few other hands grabbed your limbs. The only thing you could move was your eyes. You were finally forced to breathe, and to your horror, your eyes became heavy. As you slowly lost consciousness, you vaguely recognized the blue eyes of the skeleton from the bus.

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The thing that woke you up was a pounding headache. You winced and rolled over further into your pillow. You breathed in the smell of fabric softener and-

Wait.

That wasn't the right smell.

This wasn't your pillow.

Immediately, the memories came flooding back. You sat up as fast as you could, despite the pain behind your eyes.

You frantically looked around the room. Yup, this definitely wasn't your room. It was way bigger than your room, was lavishly decorated, and had bars over the windows. Oh yeah, and there was a skeleton sitting in the corner.

"Relax," the skeleton said softly. He stood up, raising his hands to show he wasn't armed. "You're Safe Here. Are You Okay?"

You winced, finally recognizing the skeleton. "P-Papyrus?" He was another skeleton that you knew from work. "You're the one that kidnapped me??"

"Well, Kind Of? Not Really?" Papyrus winced, clearly not happy with the way his words were coming out. "Me And My Family Took You."

Before you could make your brain work enough to ask one of the many questions running through your mind, the door opened. "Are They Awake?" You had noticed this skeleton at your local grocery store, just as sharp looking as Butch, but with purple eyes.

Papyrus nodded, and the skeleton stepped into the room. After him, more and more came in. You shrunk further into the bed, as if the blankets would protect you from your kidnappers. To your horror, you recognized every single one of them. From Butch to Sans to the skeleton from the bus, to some you had just seen around town.

"W-what's going on?" You tried to sound demanding, but it came out as weak and trembling.

"we love you," Sans said simply. He said it so casually, it was like he had just ordered his usual bottle of ketchup at Grillby's.

Your jaw fell open. "What?"

"We Love You," the purple skeleton said. He rolled his eyes. "How Hard Is It To Understand?"

"leave 'em alone bro," the lanky skeleton frowned. "they're confused, and too sweet to assume somethin' like that!"

"WE'VE BEEN WATCHING YOU FOR QUITE SOME TIME." Another tall skeleton said. You glanced down and noticed in horror that he had sharp claws, just like the one who had drugged you. "AND WE HAVE FINALLY TAKEN ACTION."

Butch approached and sat on the side of the bed. You whimpered as he stroked your hair. "we're...dangerous, doll. we knew ya'd never be with us normally, so..." He shrugged, as if kidnapping you was an obvious solution.

"You won't get away with this," you glared. "Someone will notice I'm gone! Grillby, o-or one of my friends-"

"paid off," Slim interrupted. "or blackmailed."

"We Own The Cops," the blue eyed skeleton from the bus grinned.

"face it," Sans grinned. If it weren't for your horrifying situation, his casual smile and body language would have been relaxing. Right now, though, it was chilling. "ya ain't gettin' out of here." His eyes suddenly changed into hearts. "you're ours now. and we're never gonna let you go."

#my garbage #writing #yandere #yandere sans #yandere papyrus #undertale #undertale imagines #sans x reader #papyrus x reader #swan anon #tw kidnapping #tw drugs #poly yandere

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rightfulcutsiepie · 4 months

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can you guys forgive me for neglecting you severely

here's more food, person in my metaphorical basement.

He always thought you knew him better than this. But when he saw your face crumble from one of determination into complete despair, he didn't really know how to feel. You surely had splinters and scrapes all on the bottom of your bare feet. Such soft and warm skin ruined for something as stupid as a failed escape attempt. It's hard to escape a house in the middle of the woods with the tightest twists and turns everywhere you look for the next 30 miles.

He wasn't playing when he said no one would find you. You were heaving, scrambling to leave once more, and he just watched you fail to escape, a pitied look on his face. He appeared magically in front of you again and you screamed in anger.

"Just let me go!! Please- I just- I can't be here anymore. No more...no more."

Your shouts turn into ugly slobs and slurring as you clench his pants, head hanging as you cry.

G Sans stares down at you as you break down. He didn't know much about humans. Always ignored them, kept his distance. The surface wasn't much of a home. At least, the humans didn't treat him like he was a part of what is supposed to be his home. But when he caught eye of you, he wanted to make it work. He wanted to talk to you. He wanted to be near you. So he took you. It didn't seem like anyone would come find you, anyways. They'd ignore your existence like they did his.

But he didn't know a thing about comfort. Feeding you, bathing you every day, doing your hair. You were a high maintenance species and he's learning that the hard way. But for you, he would deal with it just to find the way to treat you the way you needed to be treated. Even if it means finding you outside trying to leave him again. He loves you.

Today, he learned that not only do you need your hair tamed every day, fed 3 times a day, bathed at least once a day, have your teeth brushed twice a day, and go through whatever tasks you want to in order to busy yourself. But you also need social interactions to remain sane. Or at least that's what you say. But he knows that you're kind of saying that to find a way to be released back with the rest of society. But you've already been kidnapped and he doesn't need you spilling crucial information for how you met him in the first place. So, for the first time, he told you no.

"You're a fuckin' handful, sweetheart." G's voice was deep and gravely. It made you sick to your stomach every time he spoke. Haunts your dreams and fucks up your morning when he wakes you for breakfast. He pulls his pack of cigarettes out and picks out his second stick of the day, lighting it. It was pitch black in the woods, so the lighter accentuated his facial features when he flicked it to life. Smoke rose from the end of the stick and he put away the lighter, inhaling what couldn't hurt him before exhaling.

He teleports the both of you to his large bathroom and starts the faucet, hot water shooting out into the tub. "What soap do you want today? Mint? Lavender?" He digs through the cabinet under the sink and pulls out a few for you to choose from. When he turns, you're there on the ground, staring out into space, ignoring him. You looked shitty.

"Lavender it is." He pours the soap into the water, the light scent wafting throughout the bathroom. When he puts it away, he grabs a towel for you and walks over to you. It was only then, that you smack away his hands when he reaches down to help you stand. "Don't FUCKING touch me." G sighs and kneels down to talk to you. "Honey, I'm just trying to help. You look like shit and I know your feet hurt, so just let me take care of you, okay?"

He ignores the tears welling up in your eyes and brings you to your feet. He softly tells you to get undressed and you do. When you step into the tub, G has already turned the faucet off and your muscles relax at the heat surrounding you. G gets rid of the cigarette before starting to wash you.

He gently gets rid of the dirt and grime on your body for the next thirty minutes. It's until he dresses you and brings you to bed that you realize that you can never escape him. The house he owns his humongous, hard to navigate without him, you can't cook anything with the ingredients he has, but he somehow can. And you certainly can't escape. It's over for you and don't even wait until he leaves the room to start crying.

G wipes the falling tear, his cold boney hand making contact with your soft skin again. He can never get over the beautiful feeling. "What's wrong?" You stare up into his yellow eyes that reside in his dark sockets for the first time today. You sniffle, lip wobbling as you clutch your blankets. "What's with all this crying?" You and him both know the answer to that.

"Please let me go home." Your voice sounds dejected. Soft and waning. G coos at you. "You know I can't do that, baby. I'm sorry. I'm trying my best to take care of you here. This is your home."

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