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I never wanted to love him. I loved my life before him I thought but apparently I was wrong because the life I have now is what I really love

negan x reader even though we are in the middle of the end, i'm happy. i'm safe. i'm with my family. well i was..until the handsome devil came knocking **wrote this when i was like 13, now that i've come back to it, i apologize for the cringe parts**

Your whole life, it felt like the world had been against you. Your mother was always worried about her next fix. Your father was a predator. And you were next in the cycle to date abusive men until it broke you down to nothing. It was about time you put life into your own hands.

Yeah my account was delrted so today I shall start making a story about Gaster sans and the reader..might lead to smut so be warned

Do you think this future was worth your sacrifice? Do you really think there is a point in your existence? What game do you think you are playing? {Disclaimer: This story is based on the Handplates comic so make sure you are somewhat familiar with the story line. You do not need to know everything 1:1 since I will re-tell parts that are relevant to the story.}

Edit: My user was changed from @Whiskeyy_Friskyy to @--Queen__ so yes this book is mine Dancetale It's been years since you saw Sans. He was your best friend before he moved away. He appears unexpectedly with.. who the hell is this?!

!WARNING! This story may include self-harm, killing, blood, and Happy pills! If you are sensitive to these things, do not read! 2 years ever since the monsters have been free and living in a city with humans. W.D. Gaster has been free from the void and has a stable life, at least, that's what everyone thinks. He is hearing voices and refuses to tell anyone. Grillby the bartender has been having huge success with his business but is having trouble finding some co-workers. Only for a night of talking did they change each other's lives. But they don't know why they're lives, and intentions are changing. It might be a match made in heaven. But it can also be something that might make the alliance between monsters and humans crumble. (Yes I made the cover.)

There have been strange reports in Snowdin. Reports of small skeleton children. Reports of strange small skeletal creatures. All Grillby knows is that someone...or something...has been raiding his trashcans after night. He intends to find out who or what they are, and perhaps if they allow it, to help them... **WARNING: Depictions of Self-Harm, (Child) Experimentation, and Past/Referenced Child Abuse. Themes of PTSD and Trauma are present. [COMPLETED] SEQUEL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17140850 ------------ © ALL CREDIT GOES TO @SPACEGATE ON TUMBLR AND/OR @KEETAHSPACECAT ON AO3! THIS IS JUST TO LET MORE ATTENTION TO THEIR WORK IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN IT BEFORE! © @SpaceGate on Tumblr @KeetahSpaceCat on AO3 (They're the same person)

It's always been him for me. Ever since we met as kids, I have always known. I was willing to wait for him forever.