Dreamsans Stories

Reborn as the guardian of positivity, you find yourself in a strange new world, uncertain of what it may hold. Navigating it isn't easy with gods like Nightmare and Error trying to strike you down every step of the way. But unlike the previous Dream, you have nothing to lose, and are determined to forge a better path than the soul whom you have replaced.

Pastel, a gentle Ink variant who was possessed for centuries, finally manages to regain control. But their magic is still tainted, and the multiverse isn't as safe as it once was. They'll need help from Blue and Dream to adjust.

Once there was triplets guarding a tree (their mother) The two guardians has their own sides to guard While the other didn't The guardians were The guardian of Positivity and hopes also known as Dream The guardian of Negativity and nightmares also known as Nightmare And lastly the Guardian of faith, destiny, sleep, and memory Noone remembers her name though they FORGOT about her Only one person recognized her Her name was... . . . . . . . . . . Lucid Harper

what if dream never aged when he was stone and was never found by ink and swap but found by His brother,and almost all multiverse is out for the last golden apple? Wanna now what happends? Read ,,Nightmares little Angel" to find out ;) Credits to justmarsLOL WARNINGS!: Gore Angst Evil bitches 13+ maybe? Swear words Mentoning of threating Kidnappers THIS IS A MULTI FANDOM AU!!!

A weird UnderFell sans ends up hosting Fresh, Error, and many others. And by "a weird UnderFell sans" I mean a dumbass that got thrown into a fell sanses body with highschool humor and no sense of safety.

(Art made by: gurke-sr on Tumblr) Dream and Nightmare suffer from a unknown decease, but what if there was a cure? One would do everything to have, the other, to stop their brother.

Dream had spent most of his time being pushed around by Ink and was expected to be the solution to everyone's emotional problems. The only thing he did for himself was to try and gain Nightmare's forgiveness and trust. He knew it would be difficult, maybe even impossible. He still wanted to try though. But he was losing hope. Only after having to spend the whole day alone was Dream able to reflect on his life and how unfair it was. Dream wanted peace, but Ink wanted war. Dream wanted to be with his brother, but Nightmare hates him. Dream wanted to make friends, but they only wanted his help. These thoughts were enough to bring a plethora of emotions that eventually, completely shattered his optimistic perspective on life. And he changed, then his eyes did. __________ WARNING: There will be curses in this story, so if ya don't like cursing, you probably shouldn't stay.

The world has always dealt in absolutes. It was absolute when it took Error's parents away from him, leaving behind three siblings with nothing but each other to rely on. It was absolute when it coaxed him to become something greater than himself, fueled by the pain and desire to right society's wrongs. It was absolute, when it decided that Error was the king in life's extravagant game of chess. Or, Error is a friendly neighborhood vigilante until he's not. ⚠️Disclaimers⚠️ -Depictions of blood/violence -Torture -Death (no mc deaths though) -Kidnapping (Main things to look out for, warnings will be included on chapters they pertain to.)

I've been running an ask blog over on Tumblr, so now I'm bringing the comics over here for the rest of you to see! It's something to fill in the space between chapters updating and to show something is being made. For those of who are new, these are asks related to my Undertale AU Infection AU series, Imperare, specfically its sequel, Down with the Puppeteer. I don't think I plan to take asks here on Wattpad because I still have a lot to answer and probably answer in the future.

Stanley Filbrick Pines, or Stan for short, had already lived a hard, chaotic life. In the end, he died as he lived-fighting for his family. When Bill Cipher clawed his way back into the world after Weirdmageddon, wearing the body of the poor fool who'd once struck a deal with him, Stan knew what had to be done. He outsmarted Bill one final time, but at a terrible price. With a gun pressed to his head, he pulled the trigger, ensuring Bill's defeat-but sealing his own fate. Ford was there, cradling his twin, desperately trying to save him. But it was too late. The life of Stanley Pines, the man who had tricked the dream demon and shielded his loved ones, was finally extinguished. Or so it seemed. Fate and Destiny, ever-mysterious forces, weren't finished with him. Death was not the end for Stan, it was a doorway. When his eyes opened again, he wasn't in the afterlife, nor the world he once knew, or the void that he was drifting away of calmest. He found himself in a new body, a child's body... fragile, skeletal, yet brimming with light. Stan had been reincarnated as Dream Sans, guardian of positivity, in a strange and unpredictable multiverse known as Dreamtale. For the first time in his many lifetimes, he had a chance to start fresh-with a new purpose, and even a new older twin brother by his side. Even though he didn't know what will happen in future that determines of his rebirth. The man who once called himself Stanley Pines now carried the mantle of a guardian, standing at the edge of countless worlds, ready to face whatever destiny of fate had in store in the world, no the whole multiversity face him. Note: Some written portions here are made by ai in rewriting, but other myself, and the story idea was really in my head as I like to what this what if of Stanley pines reincarnated as Deam sans. Also, the original idea of a similar story came from @KarmaAskabane425 go check out their, it's a good story.

An UNDERTALE AU FANMADE. - A second chance was never meant to last. The past doesn't forget its creations. As trust begins to crack and unseen forces pull the strings. Some things were never meant to be free...

When the multiverse was created, time went by, and many things happened. For example, Dream and Nightmare made a truce, and Error and Ink became friends. Everything was new for two new aus: Emotiontale and Stringtale. Both Sanses didn't want to make friends and just wanted to be alone. But that changed when they met one special person.

The word RUN still echoes long after the sound should have died. Not in his ears- in his bones. Each step forward drags two shadows behind him. One remembers her laughter. The other remembers her teeth. Sometimes she's there in reflections: whole, breathing, eyes soft with recognition. Other times the glass crawls with that thing-limbs bent wrong, smile too wide, voice layered over itself like a broken chorus. He doesn't know which version hurts more. The balance demands sacrifice. The world demands forgetting. But grief is heavier than any law, and hope- hope is a stubborn parasite. "If you can hear me," he whispers into the dark, into the places where light goes to die, "I'm still looking." And somewhere, between the shifts, between the screams and the silence, something hears him. Something remembers being her.

I was born from nothing. A voice told me what I was. I believed it. You came from nowhere. No voice. No name. No shape. You believed nothing. I learned to protect. I learned to erase. I learned that feeling is a wound, so I cut it out of me. You learned to hate. You learned to unravel. You learned that definition is a cage, so you became the key. I threw away my hope. I threw away my despair. They grew without me. They learned to live without me. You watched. You waited. You named me your enemy. It was the first thing you ever named. I asked the Voice: What am I? It did not answer. It never did. You asked me: What are you? I said: I am what I must be. You laughed. It was the first time anything felt real. In the end, I became the thing you hated. You became the thing I defined. We are not two. We are the space between.

17 year old (Y/N) runs up Mt. Ebott to get away from those chacing her. She falls into Snowdin forest from a crack in the caverns ceiling. She finds her old friend Chara down there along with three skeletons. Why was she being chaced up the mountain? What's she hiding from her friends? Will she make it out of everything alive?

Not every story has a happy ending. Some... are forgotten before they even end. Abandoned characters. Incomplete worlds. Destinies that never reached their conclusion. But... what if there were a place where all of this could continue? Legend has it that there are two apples: the Apple of Positivity... and the Apple of Negativity. Two opposing forces. Two fates already known. But no one speaks of the third. The one that should never have existed. In a refuge hidden between universes, where not even the guardians can see... broken stories find a new home. Or remain trapped... between what they were... and what they never came to be. An original AU inspired by Undertale, where even the forgotten can still change everything.

Ink, Dream, and Blue are a rather disfuncional friend group. With different morals and ways of acting about those morals. They still care about each other of course. But they might just fall apart. ~~~~~~ (I think when the fandom came up with the ideas for Dreams group they had a fundamental misunderstanding of the other characters they chose. So now I will write a fanfic about it. Also I'm probably gonna tackle the guilts and traumas of Dream and Ink too, cuz I can. It's been a while since I've written a fanfic, or interacted with the Undertale AUs fandom. But I felt the need to write this, so here it is! Also their all humans because I want them to be.) *FINISHED STORY*

an emotionless monster was highered to kill Dream after a while of watching him at a distance he sees his chances to go for the kill, but he makes a mistake he didn't notice a chunk of Dream's soul chipped off without them both realising. After a few seconds, the anti-void twisted the chip of Dream's soul into the form of an infant and after a while the child is found by Nightmare, who can tell instantly tell that in some way related to Dream and that something horrible has happened. Will Nightmare ever find his brother alive , find out what happened to him, or is that dream of his 9 feet underground . Joke intended Will Dream's child act like how he did in life and hate Nightmare, or will he be more like the thought to be a long dead and hidden part Dream's psychi that was still untainted by the ideals of the village that raised Dream and abuse his brother

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