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Title: Sexiled 

Status: Ongoing 

Summary: [College!AU] When your roommate Natasha sexiles you the night before a big chem exam you decide to sleep in the common room. Unfortunately someone else had the same idea. 

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Part 1

Part 2 

Part 3 

Part 4 

Part 5 

Part 6 

Part 7 

Part 8 

Part 9 

Part 10 

Part 11 

NOTES: IT’S THE NEXT MILESTONE GUYS

Guess that means I’ll have to add all the previous chapters with links to this one. Sigh…

Here are all the links to all Chapters 21-29!

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Thank you everyone for all the notes, follows and comments given on “Rejection” so far. This story has changed my life, improved my writing skills immensely, and made me countless new friends. So once again. with all my heart, I thank you all for your kind words/constructive criticism.

 Love y’all, and without further ado: let’s get on with the chapter.

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It took about ten minutes just to get to through the horrible snow storm, and you cringed. Half of your time was sucked away, and it went by fast. Clutching the jacket closer to your body, you dipped your nose into the pink scarf around your neck and stepped into the mouth of the cave that made up Waterfall.

The humid air hit you like a slap across the face, and you were grateful for the drastic change in temperature. It wasn’t unbearably hot, but it wasn’t freezing either. There was a cool breeze pulsing from behind the huge walls of rushing water; you were glad that you didn’t have to take your coat off.

The ground below your feet changed from this black moss to slippery stone every now and then, which reminded you of a swamp. Birds chirped from all angles, and the calm beat of the rivers besides you felt very relaxing. The crystals above glowed like stars, and many of the plants turned out to be bio-luminescent. You already knew that, but actually being in the cave was so much more beautiful than seeing it on a screen.

Not that it wasn’t pretty on your laptop. It’s just like when you look at a picture of a tropical place and how you wished you were there; and when you finally get to said destination, it’s a lot to take in.

You glanced down at your phone, and scowled. Six more minutes. Gotta hurry. A text popped up onto your home panel, and you typed in your passcode to read it. Sans. Or, a.k.a, the “Pun-Master”.

“you need help yet, sweetheart?” He’d asked, and you rolled your eyes. “Nope. I’m almost there.” Hopefully that unnerved him, you thought, and smiled sinisterly. Another beep, and you looked down. “is that so? well, you’re down to 5 minutes. it sure would suck to run into some unfriendly monsters right about now.”

Feeling that he was implying something, you glanced up. Just as he predicted, a seahorse with huge muscles swam up to you along the shore. He had slicked-back black hair similar to Elvis, and a sick smirk coiled on his face. He flexed, and caught you staring. “Hey, babe. You like my sweet, hot bod? ;)” He cooed, and you stepped away carefully.

“Yeah, uh…it’s nice. Can I walk past you? I have somewhere to be in…a very short amount of time.” You asked politely, but the horse whinnied and continued to flirt. “Don’t leave so soon, sugar plum. I just wanted compliment you on your fine outfit. My muscles would look so good next to them.” He bragged, and you groaned quietly. “Thank you, but I really don’t-” Suddenly, the monster climbed atop the ground and hopped over to you.

He laid an arm around your shoulder, and took out his phone. It was covered in mist and was dripping wet. “Baby, mind if I take a selfie with you? It’s not everyday I meet someone that makes me sweat. More than usual, anyways.” Grossed out, you blanched and hurriedly snapped the picture. Then you took off down the straightaway, looking for any signs of a sentry station.

But alas, another couple of monsters stopped you in your tracks. One was a duck with a bowl of water on his back called Woshua, and another was a tall stack of jello named Moldbygg. They got into their battle positions, but you knew you didn’t have the time. Glaring down at your phone, the timer read “two minutes remaining”. Hurtling over the duck with a great deal of effort and dodging sharp bites from the taller, gelatin creature, you fled.

For a second, you had no idea where you were going. “one minute left.” Taunted Sans via text, and you panicked. Suddenly, in the distance, you saw a table with lots of baby blue echo flowers surrounding it. There sat the skeleton, staring down at his phone. Panting for a breath, your feet tore down the alley. You slipped on parts of the bridges which crossed over roaring streams, and had to duck from the occasional rock falling overhead.

Panicking like no tomorrow, you launched yourself at the wooden post. Sans whipped his skull to face you, and watched as you landed face first into the black moss beneath you. “-and without a second to spare.” He snickered, but your body just lay limp on the cool ground, heaving breaths. You raised a finger, telling him to give you a minute. When you’d finally regained your composure, you stood up and brushed off some of the dirt that had gotten on Papyrus’s leather jacket.

Flipping your tangled hair, you noticed how it had dried out completely throughout your little race. As nice as that was, you couldn’t really enjoy it because your lungs were currently shriveled up prunes. “so… how was it?” He asked slyly, smirking at your exhaustion. “How was what?” You snapped, bent over, holding your gut. “the run.” You glared at him, but all he seemed was amused. “There were monsters who had to bother me and make me even more stressed out than the actual challenge should have been.”

Sans laughed, and you raised an eyebrow in suspicion. “You didn’t have anything to do with that, did you?” He shrugged, and closed his eyes. “i may or may not have told a few pals about a new human coming to visit waterfall today.” You groaned, and propped your elbows up on the table by his slippers. “You asshole. That’s cheating.” He chuckled, and wagged a finger playfully. “there were no rules about not sending fans as distractions.”

You flashed him a scowl, and then looked away. “Fans? Half of the monsters I ran into tried to attack me!” Sans said nothing, only yawned. Then, out of nowhere, he laughed loudly. You spun around to face him, and he was looking at his phone. A picture of two familiar people were on his screen, and you leaned over the counter to take a peek. It was none other than the seahorse and yourself in a selfie together.

“you look ridiculous.” “I was in a hurry, and the guy wouldn’t leave me alone!” Sans hit the “like” button, making it . . the 73rd like?! You thought, surprised. “Jeez, he has quite the fanbase?” You asked, and Sans nodded. “with guns like those, how could he not?” Sans scrolled past a photo of the monster in the mirror holding up his camera to his muscular biceps, but did not tap the thumbs-up icon for it.

“What app is that?” You asked, and he turned the top of the page towards you. It read “Monstergram”, and you chuckled. It was basically the Underground’s version of Instagram. “You got an account?” He chortled, and went to his profile. “yeah, but i don’t post stuff too often. that’s all alphys.” You took the device gently from his hands, and looked through some of the things he did reblog. They were mostly puns, with a selfie here and there and a snapshot of him and Papyrus.

“We should change that!” You cheered, and got the camera to work. “wait, what-?” He started, but you jumped around the side of station and wrapped an arm around his neck. Your fingers ran through the fur of his hoodie, and you silently admired the softness. “Say punny!” You smiled, speaking the magic words. Then you snapped the photo, and stood up straight. You looked over it, analyzing how it came out.

Your smile was nice and big, and your hair was on point. For once. The jacket on you looked great too; you switched your attention to Sans, and giggled when you saw the stupid expression he wore on his teeth. He appeared very confused, as his non existent eyebrow was lifted with a mix between amusement and bewilderment. A faint blue light shone on his cheeks, but you figured it was just the crystals above.

Handing him back his phone, he inspected the newly posted selfie. Likes and comments were already rolling in, and you pranced about giddily. “Ooo, what are people saying about it?” You asked, leaning up against one of the wooden poles attached to the station. He read a few aloud, and lazily tipped backwards in his chair. “‘who’s the girl?’ ‘you guys look nice!’ ‘saaaaans, i love you!’” You snort at the last one, knowing he made it up.

“That last one was fake.” You laughed, but Sans was totally serious. “nope. guess some chicks are just obsessed with me.” You rolled your eyes, and checked for yourself. It was really there, and you frowned. “Are you popular down here or somethin’?” He shrugged, and smiled. “i guess. got about… a thousand followers.” Your eyes widened, and you gasped. “What?! Dude, you’re famous!” He looked at you incredulously, and shook his head.

“no i’m not. mettaton is.” You didn’t believe him, for the most followers you ever got on your social media was merely mediocre. “How many followers does he have?” Sans said nothing for a moment, going to the celebrity’s page. “um… 10,768.” Your jaw dropped, but you had to remind yourself that the Underground was a small place considering the billions of humans in the real world. “Wow…” Sans chuckled, and continued to play around on his phone.

“what’s your username?” He asked, and you gave him a perplexed expression. “What?” He waved his device, and you got what he meant. “Oh! I don’t have a Monstergram.” He actually seemed shocked; “why not? literally everyone has one.” You rolled your eyes, and crossed your arms. “You seem to forget that I just fell down here not more than a few days ago.” He relaxed, and grinned sheepishly. “huh, you’re right. we should make yours right now. better late than never, right?”

You nodded, and he scoot over in his large chair. We shared the seat, half and half. You took out your phone, and downloaded the application. Then, you tapped on it and the sign-up screen appeared. “Alright, now what do I do?” Sans pointed to the top columns, and the whole thing was pretty self-explanatory. You wanted to use a generic username; deciding to just keep it simple, you went with your name and favorite number.

You came up with a password, and logged in. A couple of words congratulating you on your new membership popped up, and your blank profile stood behind it. “Okay, I’m in.” Sans grunted a sound of approval. “you can decorate it if you want. but if you really wanna know the basics, you have to make a profile picture.” You thought about taking a picture right then and there, but a better idea came to your mind.

“Mind if you tag me in that photo we just took?” He stared at you with a weird look on his face, and he tilt his head to the side. “why?” You blushed softly, and pushed up your glasses. “I dunno, I just thought that would be a good photo for my profile.” He understood, and grinned happily. “sure. gimme a sec.” And then, like that, a notification about the picture rang. You saved the photo to your library, and used it for your profile.

“There we go!” Sans chuckled, and grabbed your phone. “here, i’ll give you my name and send you a friend request. that way we can be pun buddies online too.” You laughed, and accepted the request. You even marked him down as your “Best Friend”. He saw that, but said nothing. “What’s Papyrus’s?” Sans input that into your device as well, and you sent out a request. He responded immediately, and took it. “Thanks, Sans. I guess I can look up Undyne and Alphys’ pages later.”

Sans wove a hand in the air, and stuffed his phone away into his pocket. You just realized what he was wearing; his normal blue jacket, but a different T-shirt and shorts. His shorts were in fact black cargo pants, and he wore a black shirt with the words “Bad to the Bone” written in bold. His slippers were the same, but you didn’t care. “no problem.” He closed his eyes, and took in a deep breath.

You rest your head on your palm, and watched the waterfalls in front of you crash down with grace. A little yellow duck waddled by, and looked up at you. It was different from the monster before, as this one appeared completely normal. It continued its little stroll, and flew over the brightly colored water. “If you don’t have to watch for humans anymore, what do you do here?” Sans opened an eye lazily, and sighed.

“nothin’ much. that’s why i’m always going to grillby’s to hang out, since it’s usually pretty lonely here and i got nothin’ better to do. it’s a job, and it pays the bills; but that doesn’t mean it’s very interesting.” You looked back out to the water, and fold your hands in your lap. “Is that why you wanted me to come with you today? Because you were bone-ly?” You thought he was going to give you a sweet, heartfelt answer, but he did not. “nah. it’s just boring here.”

You rolled your eyes, and crossed your arms. “Oh.” Silence came over the both of you, but it wasn’t exactly awkward. It was just… there. Sans stretched his upper body after a while, and yawned again. “okay, that’s it. i can’t stand just sitting around while you’re here.” You raised a brow, and eyed him cautiously. “Why not?” He left his spot on the chair, and walked out to face you in the front of the counter. “i invited you here so we could do something fun.” “I thought your definition of ‘fun’ was lying around doing nothing all day?”

He winked, and clicked his teeth. “only on tuesdays.” You didn’t understand the joke, but got up from your seat anyways and followed him out from behind the station. “Well, what do you want to do?” He looked out into the distance, and rubbed a hand behind his smooth, ivory skull. “maybe take a walk down to temmie village. see what you think of it there.” You’d already seen all of Temmie Village before, but chose not to argue against Sans. “I’m down with that.” He smiled lazily, and started walking. “then we’re off.”

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I WAS PROMISED A BATTLE

*throws down gauntlet*

2) It was super awesome!

Y/N and Regulus have been best friends since the day they were born. What happens when a carnival booth brings her and Sirius a little too close?

A Polyamorous Roommate AU

(Thank you SO MUCH to @captainrogerss for the beautiful graphic! ♥)

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Last updated: 8/3/18

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Summary: It’s the new year, and Napstablook finally has their new body. You… feel a little overwhelmed…

Warnings: Lots of kissing, getting way too close up on the mic

I’m sorry this was so late! Luckily, the audio itself was already recorded as if it’s been a long wait ;; v ;;

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