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You don't know what those skeletons were so upset about, you weren't doing anything wrong. Though, you suppose that never really mattered. They hated you no matter what you said or did. But... you never thought they'd kick you out over something like dating one of them, especially someone they never seemed to like either.
Well, it's probably best you two just leave. You're not wanted there anyway, right?Series
- Part 2 of Shorts Turned Fics
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(Rehabilitated Bad Sanses X Bitty Reader) Bitty shops that sold mediocre bitties for exorbitant prices weren't uncommon. The people who owned them couldn't care less about the bitties, only about the money. With your luck, you got yourself stuck in one of those shops that was crashing and burning in debt. Now you were faced with two options. Become a stray, or try and get yourself sold to someone, which was degrading enough.
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Act 1 (Chapter 1-25):
Papyrus is dead. Frisk can't reset. Sans was losing his mind. His only solution was to pull through alternate versions of him until he finds him again.
Unfortunately, you're the one in charge of babysitting your best friend and his dead brother's alternate versions.Act 2 (Chapter 26-?):
Friendship and romance was the last thing on your mind. But the longer you spend time with the skeletons, the deeper you get entangled in their lives. (Also, welcome back Papyrus!)Series
- Part 1 of BWEMS
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Life isn’t fair, case in point, you didn’t expect to be trudging through the snow to the corner store to pick up some much needed, over priced, feminine hygiene products while trying not to bleed all over yourself all because you failed to remember to pick them up with your normal shopping. That’s the thing, no one ever said life was meant to be fair did they?
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Promises were just words, promises of home, safety, love. Only ever worth something if the person kept those words close to their soul. That was something he learned pretty damn quick. Built for love, to be a friend, a companion, tossed into the rings to be a fighter, something he was never meant to be. The only promise he knew he could trust were the few he made to himself, the promise to never fall for the sweet lies of a pretty face again.
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What happens when two souls who honestly need each other, don’t know how to open up and trust? Can love, trust, and home be found when the world has proven that trust is a dangerous thing? Can they get over the hurt that this unfair world has piled on them? Open up to each other and maybe, just maybe find the home they both need?Series
- Part 1 of Shifting Perspectives