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"So lemme get this straight," Sans started as you and him sat on a lone rock-essentially a chunk of Stardin Forest-looking out towards the town itself. "You need to wear that fishbowl to help you breathe?" "Well..I don't think so but I'm kinda scared to take it off," you admitted, blushing slightly. "Do ya ever planet to?" He chuckled, tapping the glass. "Hey stop that!" You pushed his hand away. "It'll break!" "You really think so, kid?" Sans asked, leaning back and sighing. "Honestly it makes you look like an astronut. I mean, if I can breathe just fine, why can't you?" He looked back at you. "The asteroid belt does have a magical barrie

"Ahhhh.. fuck this shit-!" "Jeez, kid, watch the language!" "S-Sorry, Ink," you muttered, putting your hands down on your desk, staring back at the blank page in your sketchbook. Lately you've been struggling to find inspiration. For art class you had to draw something, anything at all, using the knowledge you've learned throughout the year, but for some reason-out of all the things you could think about drawing-you mind just goes blank. 'I know people get Writer's Block..but is there such a thing as Drawer's Block?' "Hey [y/n], you okay? You've been sitting there for the past 20 minutes and I don't see a single line on that paper. You'r

"HUMAAAAAN! YOU MUST GIVE THE MAGNIFICENT SANS A PIGGYBACK RIDE!" Before you even had time to say "what", you felt a force crash into you. If not for the warning beforehand, you surely would have fallen over. "Sans oh my God...you're..so..heavy.." You grunted, as the short skeleton giggled and wrapped his arms around your neck. "Really?" He asked you, confused. "I'm made of bones so I should be light as fea-" "IT'S ALL THAT ARMOR YOU HAVE ON, YOU FREAKING BLUEBERRY!! It's weighing me down! Can't you just take it off?" You whined. Sans just looked at you, shocked. "Take off my hero suit?! No way!!" Groaning internally, you wondered why he

NOTE: Includes a possible trigger: specifically the death of a friend. If you feel this story may offend you in any way then do not read. _______________________________ "N-No..no, no, no..c'mon..stay with me [f/n]-!" "[Y/n].." Your best friend coughed, holding your hand. "Don't..worry about m..me. I'll be fi-fine...you'll see me again before you know it..." Shaking your head, your tears splattered onto the white sheets covering their body. "I-I can't wait that long..life won't b..be the same without you.." You sniffled. "H..hey..c'mon..I d..don't want my last memory of y..you to be...sad...could you smile..one last time for m..me?" [F/n

(A/N: Heyo. I'm back to writing, in case u haven't guessed by this upload. I've never written a yandere before and idk a lot about underswap. So this is just me winging it. Nice. Cool. Enjoy. Apologies for any OOCness.) Requested by @LOST-LOVE-LIVE Reader: she/her pronouns. Trigger warnings obviously. Yandere (ヤンデレ) is a portmanteau of two Japanese words yanderu (病んでる), meaning to be sick, and deredere (デレデレ), which is defined as strongly and deeply exhausted, infatuated, moonstruck, head-over-heels, or lovestruck, but in this case used for "lovestruck."