#mobtale sans

[yumepedia]

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[undertale-fic-librarby]

Hey there! Do you have any fanfic that related with mobtale/mafiatale sans x female reader?

Howdy, thanks for asking! Here are some fics that might fit what you're looking for!

Speakeasy Soul by nighttimelights (Mature, Incomplete)

5 years ago, monsters were freed from the Underground. Now, magic food and drink are illegal thanks to the prejudice of most of humanity and an alternate universe of '30s style and taste, Prohibition, and the age of the mafias has arisen. Speakeasies serving magic food and alcohol abound, and you are a singer for the largest and most popular of the monster-run speakeasies, El Fuego Del Alma. Tensions have only increased over the past few years, and a run-in with a bunch from a human mafia sets you on a path pulling you ever closer to your newest acquaintance, Sans - a laid-back skeletal monster mobster with a knack for giving you goosebumps in more ways than one. Drawn to one another in an era of danger, alcohol, drugs, and intrigue, you find yourself irrevocably intertwined in the darkest workings of the shadowy side of Ebott City.

Move Up, Sly Fox by Sagittarian_Solstice (Not Rated, Incomplete)

You have lived in the countryside for all your life. Your folks passed when you were young, but left you with an inheritance that just matured. You've always wanted to be a singer, so you try your hand in Ebott city. Can you survive the Mob warpath on your way to fame? ****SFW****

informant by alchemic (Mature, Incomplete)

Peace. Unity. Prosperity. That was the oath of the Ebott City Peacekeepers, a police force within the grandiose city created to deal with the rising rate of crime of the growing population. You, an Enforcer, know better than anyone that the town's corruption had gotten out of hand, and the citizens of this city are suffering because of it. So, you make a deal with a skeleton. Information for information. Together you plan on dismantling this oppressive force in hopes of saving your beloved hometown, and both the humans and monsters who inhabit it. Too bad you'll have to go through hell to do it.

The Graveyard Shift by font_romantic (Explicit, Incomplete)

1920s, Manhattan, New York; 100 years after the Monster War and the Peace Treaty was signed- allowing monsters of all shapes and sizes to reside on the surface and make a life for themselves and their families. There is still plenty of prejudice against the monsters in these current times, as there is prejudice against anyone different or uncommon within the world as a whole, but times are changing and humans are adapting. There are those in this city who wish humans would adapt much faster and have since established political groups and parties in an attempt to push their own agendas for civility and equality through polite presentation and example- there are also those who see such things as slow going and wish to speed things up on their own terms; no matter how dark and underhanded those terms may be. Enter the Reader. One, bob-haired, female reporter plucked from the countryside with hopes to make it big in Monster Manhattan and the great wide city beyond. You've done your best so far, landing a gig at 'The Tribunal', a small paper company from the lower eastside, but you're ambitious and determined, and you're hungry for more. Let's hope you haven't bitten off more than you can chew.

Do I Wanna Know? by font_romantic (Explicit, Complete)

Reader is a bob-haired reporter from the 1920s. Straight laced and eager at one point, you've turned to the darker side of life in New York and have found yourself immersed in the seedy underbelly of mafia controlled streets for one reason and one reason alone- Sans the Skeleton. He came into your life on a threat and made himself a regular, now you're drawn to him in the most dangerous of ways and you honestly don't know why. You guess the real question at the end of all of this is: do you wanna know?

[lylia9000]

Welcome Home Party - MafiaTale Sans X Self Insert Drabble

Wrote this at 1 am to a song I've been hyperfixating on thanks to TikTok, yes, please shoot me, but also. This is pretty good for a half awake drabble.

Army Dreamers by Celina Fang because I saw the audio being used for a scenario where the MC was dragged back home and deadnamed. So, I've decided to bring up the fic idea I had where Sans drags home a self insert for the reputation and money of saving her.

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“Thank you so much for finding her and bringing her home, Mr. Gaster.” The woman smiled sweetly at Sans, but he spared it no glances. “We were so worried about her, we’re so glad she’s back home now.” Her hair had the peppering of grey underneath the top coat of hair dye.

“‘s really no problem.” Sans tipped his hat as he stood across the hall from the two humans. Both held striking resemblances to the young woman who stood beside him, her head bowed further down than he’d ever gotten her to stay the entire time he’d known her, her eyes especially cold and her gaze distant. “‘m just glad i could return delphi to you both. i heard how worried mr. lilac was about her and thought she sounded familiar.”

“Lylia.” He corrected Sans’ use of her new name and Sans watched as she held back the urge to flinch at just the tone of his voice. “We’d gladly return the favor one day to you.” Her father spoke up. A stern looking man with a trace of a smile on his face, even as the muscles in his face tensed as he looked over to his daughter. “Thank Mr. Gaster, Lylia.”

For the first time since she’d been dragged here by Sans, she looked up, looking him in the eye lights with eyes that glistened with held back tears and a dead, dreadful look. “Thank you, Sans.” It was a whisper, painful and betrayed. “For bringing me back to my family.”

The entire time she was with him she had been trying to pull at his heartstrings - and no matter how many times he told her that he lacked a heart in the first place, it didn’t seem to deter her. After all, when one was cornered, you shouldn’t give up so easily. But it was here and now - when she’d given up - that he felt his soul give a tug.

“see ya later, delphi.” He muttered back to her, tipping his hat in goodbye as he turned to leave, catching the glares of her parents in her direction and the clenching of her fists - the way her nails dug into her palms.

He wished her the best of luck - but there was nothing he could do anymore. This was just how business worked. As his car drove away, pulling away from the wealthy family’s driveway, he watched the rear view mirror - her father snatched her wrist and dragged her inside the house, a single tear slamming against the floor like the door behind her.

There was nothing he could do anymore.

But oh how his soul pounded against his chest begging him to.

[catsitta]

A Drink with the Don

[lizzie-tempest]

had a dream last night that Mob Sans wrapped me up in a blanket and carried me to bed because i had fallen asleep and then cuddled me and i am so mad that that isn't my reality right now 😩

[jjaydazo]

It is I! the secret santa for Ms. @marihem​

I hope you like the gift! And thank you Ms. @venelona​ for hosting the @secretsantafrans​ event! I’m glad to be part of it!

🎄🌟Merry Christmas everyone!🌟🎄

I wish you all a wonder year! Stay safe and healthy!

[hansama]

Gift drawing for the very lovely, kind & sweet @catsitta ft. her mafia skelebois but bitty! :D

You’re one of the most hardworking and amazing people I’ve met, I’m happy and DELIGHTED to know you and chat with you Q///Q ♥ wish you all the best! ♥ ♥

Check out Catsitta’s cute bitty Karma (her mobtale sans xD) drawing for me >///< ♥

[kiokodoodles]

"Mods, hit em with the vibe scepter" has the same energy as "Lewy, hit em with the sticky hand."

Lucio (my mafiatale/mobtale Papyrus) would tell Ace (my mafiatale/mobtale Sans) that latter part