As the times pass me by, I start to get complacent about this fanfiction. It's been what? 2 years in the making? (If you count my other attempts) Yet not a single conclusion has come here...
I feel sorry for you, reader. I have been getting into different things, been thinking of writing other fanfics, while this lays on the burner. And I think it's finally time to say this; TJ will be rewritten! THAT'S RIGHT.
What?
Oh, you thought I'd just kick the bucket for this beautiful creation? Hell No. To be fair, when the first chapter for this was made, I was 13, I think?
Now i'm 15, I have better comprehension of real world problems, and I have a MUCH better writing sequence.
It's been a nice ride, me and you. I hope wherever you are, whoever you are, you loved this as much as I hated staying up until 1 AM in the morning writing, as much as I lost motivation, as much as I completely cringed at everything I wrote.
I hope this book closes a chapter in both of our lives, and I hope the next opens a new one.
See you next time, reader. Until we may see the same pages in a book, until we are connected merely by the words I pour out of my own heart.
Isn't it weird how a sans x reader fanfic can get you so emotional?
It may take a few months, hell, even YEARS, to get these chapters out, most of us will hate that damn skeleton by the time we're at the end, but i'll write it.
Goodbye! (I say as i'm hurriedly jolting down my ideas for the next fanfiction)
(P.s this will be taken down in a few months :3)
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Two jackets || Sans x reader || Read desc. for TW (ARCHIVED, NOT FINISHED)
RomanceTW!!!! The story will go over topics of s*xual abuse, and other things of that sort. A dream of hope, of love. There he laid, someone. They couldn't see him but, they knew, he was just like them. Alone, worried, and maybe even scared of life. There...
