Newer/UpdatedVersion: Medic x Reader: Questions by GurRaeye, literature
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Newer/UpdatedVersion: Medic x Reader: Questions
(Y/n) = Your Name
(e/c) = Eye Color
(h/c) = Hair Color
(#) = Your Age Number
Italic is your thoughts.
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'Our RED Medic is quite... Unnerving and scary to pretty much all of us on the RED team. He does help us when we are sick or wounded. But we HAVE to go to him for that help.' You sat on your bed thinking things over in your head. You were a RED Scout named, (Y/n). You have pretty eyes of (e/c) in color and you have (h/c) hair.
Looking around you room, you looked at your few items. You have a small desk up against the wall, bellow a small window up high on the wall. A rolling desk chair sat a few feet from the desk
TF2 X Sniper!Reader- Start Of A New Career by AmberTM, literature
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TF2 X Sniper!Reader- Start Of A New Career
TF2 X Sniper!Reader- Start Of A New Career
You sighed gently as the Administrator examined you to choose what team you'll join. Tightening your grip on your beloved sniper rifle and looking down to your friendly-looking koala (koala name), you fixed your aviator sunglasses and continued waiting for her choice.
You were born in Broome, Western Australia and you were raised from birth by Sniper, for you were abandoned by your parents who didn't want you in the first place, like you were a mistake. Sniper showed you evidence of that, and even though you weren't happy with them, you didn't care and thought of Sniper as a father instead. Sniper
UltronxAI!ReaderxVision Failed Experiment Pt. 2 by kikizara13, literature
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UltronxAI!ReaderxVision Failed Experiment Pt. 2
<-- Pt. 1
“There.” Tony grunts as he sets the dismantled bot onto the table.
He had been careful to keep his new creation out of her line of sight while he was building it.
“Anthony, you have been up for far too long…”
“I know. I know. I need rest. There will be enough time for that after this.”
He walked over and dramatically pulled the sheet from the modified Iron Legion robot.
The robot now held a more feminine quality, though it was still rather large.
“I took one of the Legion robots I was working on and switched out it’s armor for the pieces I had already made for Caretaker MK II
Papyrus X Reader - Nerves by TheCorruptedPaladin, literature
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Papyrus X Reader - Nerves
You stepped into the small cafe with Papyrus, clutching your ukulele to your chest. Papyrus had a comforting hand on your shoulder, as he looked down at you with a beaming smile.
"WE ARE HERE, HUMAN! I AM SO EXCITED TO TRY ALL THE NEW CULINARY DISHES MISS MUFFET HAS PUT OUT. THOUGH I AM STILL CONCERNED BY HER PRICES AND EMPLOYEES..." Papyrus rubbed his chin with his free hand in thought. You felt some of your nerves melt away from the sunshine that was Papyrus.
"The spiders here are kind and the food might be expensive, but that's a good reason not to come back everyday, some of the stuff here is really rich in flavor." You looked to the co
Snowfall|Seraphim!Sans x Fem!Reader by ClanWarrior, literature
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Snowfall|Seraphim!Sans x Fem!Reader
"Nice sunset isn't it, kid?"
"It sure is..Toucan Sans," you chuckled, sitting beside the winged creature that was your friend Sans. Both of your legs dangled from the cliff as you looked out to the horizon.
It has only been a few weeks since his "transformation"-when he took the SOULs for himself in an effort to destroy the Barrier and became this bizarre creature.
At first, you were terrified, thinking Sans would become another God of Hyperdeath, much like Asriel was in another timeline. But in reality, he had no intention to hurt anybody, even with his new-found, limitless powers.
Alphys was currently working on a way to extract the SOU
Fallen: Underfell x Reader Prologue by ArixeseNSFW, literature
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Fallen: Underfell x Reader Prologue
You stared past the archway in disbelief. You could hear songbirds chirping and you felt a cool breeze rush past you as you stared at a distant sunset. The barrier was broken; Asriel kept his word. You bit your lip anxiously before turning away from the Underground’s end, walking back to where your closest family had gathered.
“So, Alphys, what do you want to do, now that we’re all free,” Undyne asked as you approached, her arm around the yellow dinosaur’s shoulder. “We have the whole world to explore, now!”
“W-well, of course, I’m going to go out and… um…” Alphys shook
Valentine's Day One-Shot Intro(Undertale x Reader) by Vema-Fire, literature
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Valentine's Day One-Shot Intro(Undertale x Reader)
It had been about six months since monsters came to the surface. They had integrated into society quite nicely. There were still a few problems, (such as monsters hating buses because they couldn’t all quite fit), but for the most part everything was good.
However, the monsters still didn’t understand a lot of the basic aspects of humanity. They didn’t understand why it was so important to brush your teeth, or why people scared themselves for enjoyment.
But the thing that they didn’t understand at all were all of the different holidays. Their naivety amused you however, and you were beyond excited for one
Sans X Reader - Backbone CH.1 by TheCorruptedPaladin, literature
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Sans X Reader - Backbone CH.1
Chapter 1 - Papyrus
You hummed lightly to the song, eventually getting into it so much so that you began to lip-sync to it. You smiled a little at your amusement, when your phone dinged.
*Hey, Babe.* It was a text from you boyfriend, Caden (just roll with it and sorry if you do have a relation to a Caden). Well, calling him your boyfriend is a bit of a stretch. He only ever really talked to you through phone, while in real life, he was too busy talking to his other friends. It wouldn't have bothered you too much if you had other friends to turn to, but being the introvert you were, friends were a hard thing to come by.
You picked up the ph
The Smell of Old Books (Sans/Reader) - ch. 1 by ribbonedskies, literature
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The Smell of Old Books (Sans/Reader) - ch. 1
Running a bookstore was easy; dealing with customers was not.
You've run this store for years all by yourself. A small but well-known bookstore that was hidden in the more vintage part of town. Other stores around you consisted of passed down family restaurants and used clothing boutiques.
Being in this well-worn building felt way more like a home to you than your miniscule apartment down on main street did.
Your parents gave you the keys to the store years ago and told you to make it your own. The books, the shelves, everything. The regular customers... They even told you that it would be okay if you decided to sell it. Mom was dying the