They died. They had died alone, scared, cold.... only to reborn in a new life, as royalty of all things! Things were confusing, and scary, and maybe she should probably be a little more self aware. However Crescent was a kid, a kid who longed for her family's love. A child who longed for companionship and was terrified of being alone and who had a target on her back simply because of who her parents were. Her loving parents, who she would get confusing signals from. Hopefully she would survive in her new life...…
Dying had been... an experience, to say the least. One moment, I'm alive and well. The next, I get shot in the head. Joy. After that, though, I awake as ghost in... X-Tale? Strange. It was already after all the mumbo jumbo, so! I decided to make it my mission to make sure Cross had a happy life. And I did! When Cross joined the gang, I realized they were the good sort and was thrilled. Especially when Cross and Nightmare started getting close. The others couldn't see me, not even Error. So I was written off as some imaginary being that Cross created to help himself cope. I didn't mind. Then, along came Cross's kiddo! Who... could see me as well. Yay! Though, after all this time, I had one nagging question... Why was I here?…
You know, it was probably Karma, if he was being honest. Wishing on a star only to beclme a shipkid. Not just any shipkid, either. The newest shipkid they had made, specifically one to traumatize. Now, here he is, as them, trying not to end up dead or traumatized. He hopes he doesn't end up like how he made the kid, but he has a feeling that is gonna be wishful thinking. Wish him luck, he'll probably need it.…
Her first life she was a human, she can't remember how she died as it was so long ago, but she knows she died. His second life he was born as a magical skeleton from a game from his first life, 'UnderTale'. Him and the Kiddo got along just fine if you ignored the countless genocides they did. Then... then something happened, maybe a botched reset, but one day, they woke up in an abandoned building at the bottom of the mountain they were supposed to be sealed in, as the kid themselves.. they think. They looked like the kid if you ignored the blue eye, white... skin? Bone? And the ecto wings on their back... maybe they'll finally die permantly in this life at some point.. after all, 3rd times the charm, right?…
She had died laughing. Her parents had killed her siblings. She had let it happen. Despite promising to protect them, she let them die. Maybe that's why she ended up reborn as her father's Heir. Maybe it was her punishment. Being reborn as Nightmare, King of Negativity and Nightmares Daughter and Heiress. Not that people seem to realize 'he' is really a she. That was okay. She would endure it. She had to. It was better this way. She just hopes her Karma isn't too awful as to cause the people she cares for pain.…
It's one thing to wake up as someone else. It's another to wake up as some... thing... that could turn from human to skeleton. Ontop of it all, their apparently wanted? Or missing... At least that's what their new phone says. After deciding they can't cry about it, they make the best of their new situation and start a new life... if only the body's past would stay in the past. Ready or Not, They Need to Run…
After seeing so many have their own OCs, I had decided I wanted to make my own. What I didn't expect was for me to die right after because of someone throwing a cup at my head and waking up as my oc... well, fuck. This is gonna suck.…
They thought dying was permanent, but when they woke up as a babybones, that belief was thrown out the window. At first, they were grateful, hopeful, and even excited. They died when they were really young, 13-16 years of age, actually. However, those emotions were crushed the moment they realized where they were born. A New Life, but a New Challenge to survive. Would they even survive...?…
Her name wasn't always Sophia Peletier, though she couldn't remember who she used to be either. At least not entirely. She had woken up to a strange mix and match of memories shortly before the world became hell on earth. The dead had risen, and they wanted to take the living with them. She had died once and was not going to do it again. She wasn't dead yet, and she was going to keep it that way.…
Someone dies and is reborn as their OC into their mini Multiverse they made, 1 problem. Things aren't following the script. Yes Ink and Reaper were supposed to be their siblings however they were supposed to be Ink's twin, not younger sibling. Ink also wasn't supposed to dump them somewhere in a copy of X-Tale that didn't have Cross. They also weren't supposed to be part of any Balances. What went wrong and how will the handle everything?…
I died and became Dream, which you would think, "Oh, I'll change the story and save Nightmare!" Right? Wrong! Planning is so much harder than the fanfictions make it out to be, and there are always differences simply because you won't always act the same. This time, not only is my gender different, but I haven't spoken at all, and Nightmare certainly isn't like he is in Canon. I don't know what will happen, and I can only hope that we make it out okay in the end.…
Dying is hard, waking up as a magical skeleton is harder. Especially when they seemingly decided to to as many illegal things that they could get away with. Time-skip around 2 years later and they finally got their criminal record cleared and can now start anew! However it seems as though the skeletons past decided now was a good time to catch up to them. Here's to hoping they don't die again....…
Zera didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After dying, she had woken up in the body of a baby with what very little memories they had had. Her new name, Zera, was kinda fitting. Zera meant a new beginning, which she found ironic considering her situation. Her last name, Galdur, meant magic, which she found odd but amusing. Well, up until she met the next-door neighbor's, the Dursley's.…
Dream wasn't an idiot, despite what many assumed. She wasn't just all smiles, oblivious to how the people around her viewed her and used her. She knew how the villagers were. She knew how she was used, but she still helped because that's what she liked to do. That being said, that didn't mean it didn't hurt. It hurt knowing she was being used, especially when she loved helping people. She had feelings, too, and at times needed to be alone. It was at one of those times that she found some liquid negativity that was tinged gold. It was while she was expecting the liquid that it had launched itself at her, merging with her. She had been worried, but at first, besides a few physical changes, nothing seemed wrong. Then she started to hear things. It was distant, and only around when she was upset but easy to ignore. As time went on, it would get louder or more frequent, but nothing that couldn't be described as paranoia. Then she started to see things in the corner of her eyes. A shadow flickering, a whisp of smoke, or maybe something out of the corner of her eyes. She had assumed she was stressed and thought nothing of it. It would go away once she got a break. That was before she met a gooped version of herself one night as she went to sleep. Shattered, it called itself. They had been dying when she found them, and now they were merged, sharing a body. He wanted control, but so did she. It had become a battle of wills.... who would win? Her? or Shattered?…
Evangeline Kani Afton was different than most people her age. She could read things that she shouldn't be able to, able to do complicated math, and seemed to understand things most kids didn't. "A Genius!" Most people would comment, but she didn't really think that was right. She was even more sure she was right when one night before her 4th birthday, she woke up to a bunch of confusing images running around in her head. Images of people she didn't meet, of stories and songs, and other things she couldn't understand. There was even a story about her family! One where everyone died, only she wasn't in it. Evangeline didn't understand it, but what she did know was that she was going to protect her family. One way or another.…
After dying, someone is reincarnated as a Shadow Papyri and settles into a routine. However, that routine seems to be continuously disturbed and constantly needs to be adjusted. How are they gonna survive when they can't follow their routine anymore?(Rewrite of "Reborn as a Shadow Papyri")…
From being trapped into a black void to waking up in a hospital room, 'Papyrus' was very obviously confused. They don't know what happened or how they got their new body, but their determined not to let their second life go to waste! Maybe along the way, they can remember their first one as well?…
Papyrus was alot of things. He was a Skeleton, a Monster, a Son and even the Royal Judge! However above all Papyrus was an Older Brother to his little brother, Sans Star Serif.…
Curse wasn't always this way, locking himself away from the others, away from the very people he loves.... From the very people he caused to spiral to the point of no return. He used to be a regular old Sans, pretty sure he was actually an UnderTale copy... That was untill he got this curse that he holds... It wasn't noticeable a first. Sure his magic and appearance... 'changed', but it didn't seem to do any harm.... But then people he started making eye contact with either died, went mad or spiraled into Insanity..... His AU, his home, was no longer safe and it was all his fault.... It's much better for everyone this way, they would be better off without him... Now what's this kid doing here? Kid watch out-!…
Middle school was... bad for Asgore, even though he was the prince of all monsters, he was constantly bullied for his less than masculine features. It came to a head one day when his bullies forced him to cross dress. . . Now, as he entered his first day of his freshman year of high school, He was still cross dressing, but this time, it was his choice. His parents were concerned at first, but seeing how happy he was now, they couldn't help but be encouraging. His mother taught him a lot of things, and his father bought him a lot of clothes. But how will his fellow classmates react to the Cross Dressing Prince?__________WARNING!!!! Toriel is NOT the goat mom we all know and love! She's homophobic and all around, just NOT a nice person in this. You have been warned.…
