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You’re someone’s Angsty OC, right? Walk with me.
They all have tragic backstories normally, just like you. Absolutely nothing in your life went right. You had an ungodly amount of bad luck, absolutely nothing went your way, and it seemed like waiting for things to get better only allowed them to get worse. Now, what happens when you decide that, during that traumatic backstory, it just isn’t worth it? What happens when you kill yourself before you get your happy ending? And on your birthday, to top it off.
Well, your universe glitches the fuck out, that’s what happens.
And now, the multiverse hasn’t the slightest clue where to put you! Every time you die, you end up somewhere completely new, so it’s kinda hard to think about being depressed when you’ve got nothing holding you back and an infinite amount of universes at your fingertips. You traveled, learned magic, learned about different species, learned about alternate universes.
And a large amount of skeletons learned about you.
And now you’re being bossed around like a servant. It’s alright, though— you kinda owe some of them, afterall. And you hate owing people.
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The House Like 4 Minutes Away (if you speed walk) by akiimbo
Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game)
25 Mar 2026
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This fic was heavily inspired by “The House Next Door” By Battlemaiden13 and “The House on Lane 66” By OolongTeacup :333 It’s a little like a hybrid of the two but with my own little things mixed in there. I actually doubt anyone is gonna read this but I’m posting it ANYWAY
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Your life was beyond boring.
No “irl” friends + shitty job = no parties, or hangouts, or long ass calls with friends that lasts hours at a time, day wasted spent laughing at absolutely nothing but everything at the same time. The fact you lived 20 minutes away from town didn’t help, either. Your humble little 2 story cottage home was isolated at the top of a steep hill, a ways from town and quarter a mile away from an abnormally large, probably haunted creepy wooden mansion. That’s probably why the house was so cheap, a cabin surrounded by forest next to a Halloween attraction would probably scare away any other normal person. Perfect for someone like you, fuckin’ weirdo.
(Guess who lives in that mansion.)
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He was like something out of a dream…actually, a nightmare would be more fitting. Tall and broad, dressed in black, with a bowler hat to cover his lack of hair. Where skin would be, a chalky, white exterior took its place. He was no man. He was a monster.
“Need a light?” Your voice echoed in the alley, but why would you ask that!?
Your life is being torn apart by a man you aren't even married to. Your sisters husband has caused problems for the both of you once again, and you pray that this is the last time he shows his face around the two of you. An easy life is a dream that feels so far from reach, but if he just stayed gone...
Fate, God, whoever it is-has other plans in store for you when you have a chance encounter with a skeleton. But is it really only a coincidence?Bookmarked by akiimbo
17 May 2026
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It’s been two years since your best friend lost his grant, and with it, the ability to keep you in his lab. Two years since you started living at his abandoned observatory, because he never answered your emails asking for permission to stay.
Two years since you asked him to play tag in the rain during that argument, and here you were, still ‘it’.
But that was all about to change the night you wished on a shooting star, following a skeleton crashing into your observatory.
You were pretty sure this wasn’t the angel you wished for, and definitely sure that angels didn’t kidnap people like you.
You just wish there was a window in the basement to see the stars.
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Or: Dust kidnaps you, but you're kinda done with everything
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With no memories and nowhere to go, you’ve been shuffled from universe to universe as the secret healer of the guardian of positivity for a decade. But years without a place to truly call home would leave anyone a little stir-crazy. So when you find a knife-wielding skeleton in the woods on your morning jog, you go against your better judgement and heal him. At least he’s nice enough to pay you back with outings that are starting to feel a whole lot like dates.
Too bad that skeleton is actually one of the enemies you’re supposed to be fighting against, and your existence is about to become not-so-secret to his boss.
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02 Mar 2026
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Bro ts is fire I haven’t read a fic this cutesy INNA BRICKKKKKK ROMEO JULIET ASS BITCHES don’t even play best believe I will be here when ts updates THE VERY SAME SECOND
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An octopus is calling you “Moonbeam”, go figure. by Vin_cant_sea
Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game), Five Nights at Freddy's
13 Dec 2025
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Reader is a time-traveler, a universe-hopper, whatever you want to say. They often wake up with a need to explore consuming them, so they do what they do best, go off into random universes and multiverse, and well, fuck around. Problem is: now they’ve caught the eye of a certain God, who looks a bit too much like a slime covered octopus for you to take them seriously. Said octopus has decided that they’ll die before they let you out of sight and is now chasing you through the multiverse.
Basically: You’re a literal chaos incarnation, and you’ve caught Nightmare’s eye. We don’t know if he wants you dead, or if he just wants you—but you fucked around, and now you’ll probably find out.
UNSURE WHEN I WILL RETURN TO THIS FIC
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- Part 1 of Universe-hopping
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It's really late when you get home from work, only to come face to face with your empty fridge. Barely anything is open at this hour, just a small shop that mostly sells booze, but you'll have to make due.
The cashier is a big, rude, skeleton. Which wouldn't have been a problem if you weren't so tired and hungry, but it really ticks you off. Leaving the store in a fit of rage, your stomach is still growling.
Fine.
You go back to apologise and buy some cheap cookies for dinner. Hopefully that's the last time you'll see his stupid face.
(I've written ahead, hoping to post regularly)Series
- Part 1 of There's Multiple Shades Of Red