The adopted daughter of the King and Queen of monsters, a young girl who can't handle humanity, both abandoned the civilizations of their birth species, lived a century apart, now they must work together to free the Underground and allow the monsters to see the sunlight once more. But will they be able to succeed, or will a certain flower stop them? Time will tell. Charisk.

My first crackfic! Yay! This is essentially Undertale, but if the protagonist was a pansexual chaotic good. Read at your own risk. Also, the protag will not be too horny before the 2nd chapter. Trigger Warnings: adult humor (at times), swearing, bad puns, poor writing, probably slightly offensive humor but my sense of humor is messed up so I wouldn't know

Long ago, war broke out between humans and monsters. The humans were victorious, and sealed the monsters into the Underground. You are Frisk, a human girl who has fell in the Underground through the Barrier. Determination is key. To save is to create. To reset is to destroy. W.D. Gaster, knows this. W.D. Gaster, knows you. W.D. Gaster, KNOWS YOU ARE HERE.

When Frisk the human falls into the Underground full of monsters, he brings with him a human disease. Toriel, Alphys, Papyrus, and Sans are all doing their best to get him well again. Later, they discover other monsters have started catching the mysterious illness Frisk had. Time will tell if they will be able to prevent it from erasing the world, or not.

Sans had convinced her to stay. Years later she's not sure why. The truth? Sans knows more than he's let on. The lies? Neither one of them is ready to confront it. But as the ugly truth rears its yellow head, and souls collide, the reality of it is this new route is shrouded in a past internalized lust, and love that weights itself on the size of the lies. *LEMON* (review?)

Sans started acting funny as soon as another human fell down… Is he slow blinking at you from the other side of the room? The hot topic skeletons are stressing you out! Sans is a violent idiot, Papyrus is a rule abiding ball of stress and you just want some toilet paper! Soft underfell Sans/Reader. (Also at ao3)

Devron’s parents were slaughtered by humans at a young age. He was for one reason or another spared by the humans and they took him. Over the years he was trained to be a warrior to be used by the humans. After 16 years of training Devron is now finally sent on his first mission. The opposition will now face his wrath...

I flinched when I felt the rocks move from under us, no longer able to hold our weight. I latched onto my sister just as the earth shattered beneath us and gave way to a free fall. Frisk screamed and I struggled to hold her to me. To use my body as a cushion when we made it to the bottom. One way or another, I wouldn't let her die.

-Soy básicamente como el dios cristiano, pero sin la omnipotencia. -¿Y qué tal es eso? ¿Cómo te sientes? -Impotente. Serie de OneShots y Drabbles sobre Core Frisk. Todo es a interpretación, pero trato de ser lo más leal posible al canon del personaje. La imagen de la portada pertenece a doncella-artesana en Tumblr.

Twenty-one iterations of W.D. Gaster gambled on plucking a human from beyond their reality to stop a vicious cycle of genocide, and changed the multiverse forever. In a scrambled timeline, away from the grand tragedy of The Angel & The Anarchist, a young woman awakens on a bed of flowers in her pajamas...

When Nightmare falls into heat it is up to Killer to lead the others in his mate's absence. However when they are all out Killer finds himself with nothing to do. Deciding to bring the other some food he finds out a big secret that Nightmare has about when he goes into heat. Will Nightmare open up and let Killer finally help him or will he make his mate go back to work? Killmare.

Born into a life of cruel subjugation and confinement, a young child discovers that a different kind of prison might just become her safe haven. But nothing is ever that simple. With a deadline looming and troubles starting to pile up, a new friend with a lazy grin could be just what she needs right now. Multiple AU's. Slow burn. Female Frisk. Contains OC's. Eventual SansxFrisk

After Chara is freed from the Void, reunited with her friend, Gaster, and gone through a Reset of time, she must now help guide young Frisk through the Underground, showing her to get by without harming anyone. (Female Adult Chara, Female Frisk)

A new player enters the game. This is meant to be a backstory of sorts, I suppose, for myself. Well, more or less my character. I hope you enjoy!

Mettaton is the sole star of the Underground, loved and admired by all of the monsters. And yet, the show Mettaton puts on is just that, a show, and nothing is as it seems. It will take a special skeleton to uncover what is going on with Mettaton behind the scenes.

At the end of the war, monsters don't have the choice : they have to join Mont Ebott for survive an other day. Sans and Papyrus, forced to run away after the attack of their village, are delivered to the horror of the war without any help and this one objective. But as sons of the royal scientist, W.D Gaster, they are an easy target. Both of them start a dangerous journey.

High on the ridge overlooking sleepy Nightrest, Chara Dreemurr lives like a ghost, forever mourning the loss of his wife and their daughter... Until Frisk, a child fleeing war stumbles onto his property. But the politics surrounding Frisk's refugee status aren't the only worry for a human in the 'Monster Country.' The forest has eyes and they are all looking at Frisk.

Instead of dying before Frisk, the six fallen humans instead join Frisk on their journey through the Underground. But things are not what they seem. How do they escape? What is Frisk hiding? And much more... cover by me.

Sequel to To SAVE a Demon (Slow updates)

A series of Undertale oneshots, and my first fic! PM me with propmts, or leave them in the reviews. I may change the rating at a later point. NO FLAMES, PLEASE!

What happens when you build walls around your heart for protection, but refuse to take them down, even when they're destroying you? A slow burn Papyton fic about trauma, support, friendship, and true love. Trigger warnings apply; these include discussions of abuse, rape, addiction, mental illness, and non-graphic sexual content.

UA! Un jour, j'ai trouvé un Grimoire dans la Bibliothèque Royale et j'ai convoqué par inadvertance un diable. On dit que le diable exaucera des vœux en échange d'âmes. Je décide de demander au diable de tuer mon ex-fiancée, qui m'a trahi et rompu nos fiançailles, et le prince, qui l'a séduite... Diable!Chara

She'd made so many memories with them, so many sunsets and county fairs and days full of laughter and companionship... the need to see them each and every day ran so deep in her blood that it wasn't even a consideration anymore. She wanted nothing more than to be with them for the rest of her life. She'd never been more certain of anything. (Farmtale polyamory Frans)

Aliza had always known she was meant for more than her grandmother's abuse, than her exclusion from society. It was only with the finding of Frisk's journal, and the climbing of the cursed mountain, that she truly came to know her purpose, though. The story of Axetale. Axetale AU

Sans leaned down over her attempted retreat, his golden canine glinting ominously in the wan light of the hooded lantern he had set outside her cage. He stopped an inch away from the side of her face, glowering and locking gazes with her in silence, before he finally spoke, shattering the void of noise between them as he did. "care to run that by me again, bitch?" Underfell AU