Literature
Sans x Reader: Paper Moon
(Warning: This insert contains Pacifist Route spoilers...kinda. You have been warned.)
You blinked slowly as you exited the mountain. God, you thought you’d never the sun again. It was setting, making look like the sky was on fire. Never in your life had the sun looked so beautiful to you. The birds were chirping, the crickets were singing...and the cicadas cried. You couldn’t believe that you would even miss the annoying shrieks of cicadas, either. But you did. You glanced over your shoulder, smiling smally as you watched the ones you have made your friends…you would even call them your best friends, step above ground, and