#ot grillby

[anneimaginesundertale]

Reblogging because I forget what I've said about these guys every time I get an ask about them, and then I have to hunt my own blog to find the dang post to remind myself.

So this is the Grillby master post. Maybe next time I'll be able to find it.

I know you do UT and HT Grillby, which other ones do you do? I'd love some general head cannons for the Grillby's.

I’ll do Grillbys from all the AUs I cover, except for the G!bros. Their Grillby was a variant of the UT one and since their universe is kind of gone, so is he. I do love Fire Uncle. He’s one of my favorites. (I just think he’d be warm to hug…) Here are some general head canons for all of them.

UT Grillby — Quiet and calm, our classic original Grillby is a great listener and a very patient man. He is very fond of both Sans and Papyrus, having taken them in when they were kids. They view him as kind of an uncle figure and although Sans is closer to him than Pap is right now, the younger skeleton bro has been known to go to see Grillby for a milkshake from time to time. Grillby likes having people around but he also enjoys his privacy. After everybody leaves the bar, he likes to relax and have a bit of peace and quiet. If he had an S/O, they’d be welcome to spend that time with him. Maybe reading a book together, or watching a movie?

US Grillby — He is the opposite of UT Grillby! US Grillbz is loud and boisterous, a real people person! His flames are bright blue and he loves wearing suspenders, bow ties with wacky patterns, and, of course, the swirly round glasses. He’s swapped with Muffet in this universe, so he runs his bar out of Hotland. I think at some point someone and I (maybe @aizawasluckylady ???) discussed that he was saving money to bring all the little sootlings from the Ruins to Hotland. (Sootlings, in my mind, are like the little sootballs in Spirited Away and they’re super cute…) On the surface, Grillby opened a restaurant that was very bright and colorful. Kids loved it! Blue was known to go there from time to time.

UF Grillby — Purple and cranky, UF Grillby likes very few people. Those he likes, he will do anything to help. Those he doesn’t like will find themselves getting burned. He also adopted the skeleton bros when they were young, but they didn’t stay with him for long. Red really wanted to be independent and prove that he could protect his brother all by himself. Grillby ended up sneaking them food and probably subtly protecting them from nasties in Snowdin who would have tried to kill them. Being under his protection probably did more to save them than anything else. Everybody knew that the skeleton bros were off limits unless you wanted your ass toasted. On the surface, Grillby opened his bar and got into it with the local authorities over fire safety, but eventually things took off for him.

SF Grillby — He is green and mean. Sometimes. Really he’s what you get when you take Swap Grillby’s outgoing nature and mix it with Fell Grillby’s short temper. He’s unpredictable. If he’s on your side, he is fully on your side, but he’s got a tendency to flip on you if someone offers him enough money. He and Black did not get along. Rus was terrified of him. He’d definitely an acquired taste.

HT Grillby — Like all the other monsters, he nearly starved to death in the Underground. His flames dwindled to barely a flicker and he became even quieter than he was originally. Once on the surface, he regained his health, but his flames will never be as bright and big as they were before. He burns softly and quietly and speaking is difficult for him. He is even warmer and kinder than his UT counterpart and he treasured the skelebros’ friendship and saw them as his own children. I still need to write a reunion for them in the fairy tale universe…

MT Grillby — Featured in the recent RP with @meowct , Mobtale Grillby still runs a bar and he tries to stay out of mob issues. (He ends up getting entangled in them anyways, as you saw, but he’d really rather not.) He is very protective of those he cares for and definitely takes in his share of orphans and lonely folk.

MF Grillby — He made an alliance with Muffet and the two of them ran a smuggling ring. They were very good at it. That’s all I’ve got for him right now.

OT Grillby — His flames were dark blue blending to gold, with sparks and shimmers like stars all through them. He was another rather showy Grillby. He enjoyed making drinks that had magical effects. Comet really liked him.

DT Grillby — His dance style was fire dancing, obviously. He was bolder than some Grillbys and he and Tango actually got along very well. (Tango didn’t particularly like all the grease at Grillby’s but he did like his style!) he was more talkative than some Grillbys but also more….hotheaded, for lack of a better term. He had a short temper and little patience. He was also definitely a showman and on the surface he ran a restaurant that featured a lot of bartending tricks and fire shows.

I’d love to explore these guys some more. I kind of have a handle on some of them, but not all (as you can see).

[blaisenova]

ermmmm like i dunno if you're still doing requests buttt could you do like kustard but it turns to dustard

that dynamic always interested me but i never see much about it :3

anon, has anyone ever told you that you're a genius?

the kustard to dustard pipeline is WOEFULLY UNEXPLORED. WHICH SUCKS BECAUSE IT'S SO FUCKING GOOD. so, naturally, i was REALLY excited when i got this ask. yippie!!! an excuse to write fun fucked up dynamics!!!!!

this one is pretty tame. i can't think of any warnings you might need other than it being like..... long and, obviously, kinda angsty. it's fluffy in the end tho. but that's what you get when you ask me to write i guess LOL

thank you all for the requests btw!! i was NOT expecting so many after the kist fic, but i am pleasantly surprised and am trying to chip away at them as quickly as i can. spat this one out in a few hours, so it might not be my best work, but i'm happy with how it turned out either way :)

as always, the link to this fic on ao3 will be in the reblogs once it's posted, if that's your cup of tea (as it is mine LMAO)

i hope this feeds you well anon. thank you for the ask <3

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It was undeniable that the multiverse was an entirely cruel and ruthless place.

Or, at least, that was what Red had wholeheartedly believed up until he’d met his other self, in a universe that was so very unlike his own. A universe where the typical LOVE of any given passerby was nothing higher than 1; where Sans and his brother were kind to one another in public; where there was so little need for the royal guard that the worst Sans got for sneaking off to Grillby’s during his shift was a slap on the wrist. It was difficult to believe that a place like that could exist – that it could be self-sustainable, since, logically, their weakness should have led to their downfall – and even harder to look at it as anything more than a childish fantasy that had yet to find its catch.

Initially, Red hated Sans. 

It felt ridiculous, looking back upon it – in the moments when his head lay in Sans’ lap and gentle fingers traced over his scars like they were poetry written in a language Red had never bothered to learn, and he wondered what Sans saw in him that he hadn’t seen; wondered if this was what it felt like to love himself – but it was the truth. It had taken him a while to understand that the circumstances in which they’d grown were enough to turn them into two different people; that hating Sans wasn’t so much like hating himself, or what he could have been, as he wanted it to be.

Really, Sans was so unsuspecting that Red had been foolish enough to let his guard down, forgetting that then was when feeling was the most liable to appear. 

He hadn’t expected to fall in love with the laugh – genuine, unabashed, and lacking all of the gruffness of his own – of someone whose humour was just as terrible as his own.

He’d been far too blind to realise how incredibly endearing it was for someone to wake up and allow themselves to be bleary and half-asleep, cuddling into his arm without even meaning to, even if it meant opening themselves up to being easily picked off.

In allowing someone into his blindspot that he’d believed to be too weak or foolish to use it against him, he’d failed to remember that it was the softest words that cut the deepest, when they would bleed him dry so tenderly and lovingly that he couldn’t even think to fight against the bloodloss; when, instead, he’d lean into the knife and ask them to twist it. The wound was soul deep, and the soul’s wounds could not be so easily ignored.

Though, it was a small price to pay to hear that raucous laughter over jokes that weren’t even funny. Trivial, really, in comparison to soft smiles and gentle touches that moved slowly just to prove to him how tender the world could really be.

“Earth to Red.”

A soul for a soul; a life for a life. They gave one another all of themselves, promised each other that it was enough, and it was. For once, it was, just to be soft.

“Come in, Red.”

There was gentleness in the multiverse, hidden until it was allowed in.

Tiredly, he bat away the hand that waved in front of his sockets, only to grab it by the wrist and pull it back down, firmly, on the crown of his skull. With a laugh, the fingers scratched gentle circles into the bone, and Red hummed happily at the feeling, allowing his sockets to slip shut as he lay against Sans’ legs.

“Where’d you go, space cadet?”

“Nowhere,” he grumbled, sighing softly as he fully relaxed into the touch. “Must’ve dozed off.”

Again, there was that laugh, and Red’s soul fluttered. “With your eyes open?”

“It’s a little known talent of mine,” he hummed.

“Gee, must be handy,” came the response, and amusement never sounded so beautiful. “You’ll have to teach me sometime.”

“Nuh uh,” and he couldn’t stop himself from snorting. “It’s genetic.”

“Ah, damn. Guess we gotta add that to the list of differences.”

“Guess so.” His breath hitched as the hand on his head trailed downward to cup his cheek. His browbones furrowed, ever so slightly, and he felt himself go tense.

“Hey. Look at me.”

After a moment, Red opened his sockets, and there was no sight more welcome than the face of his lover. Each time he saw him was like the first, and Red drank in each of his features as if they’d disappear at any moment: smooth bone, unmarred by chips and cracks; eyelights that glowed softly in dark sockets, like how he imagined fireflies might; ever present, gentle smile that smoothed away his worries. Oh, to be so untouched by cruelty. He’d do anything to keep it that way.

“‘Sup,” he breathed, and Sans’ smile widened as he snorted.

“‘Sup,” he returned. His thumb ran circles over his cheek, and Red leaned into the touch. “You okay?”

With a snicker, he rolled his eyelights at the question. “Super duper.”

Despite himself, Sans laughed too, but, still, pressed on. “You sure? You were spacing out pretty bad before. Like, way out in deep space,” he emphasised, unnecessarily. “No planets around, just stars. Way beyond our galaxy. Uncharted territory. Where no man has gone before.”

“Alright, alright, I get the picture” Red interrupted, though not without chuckling. “‘M okay. Was just thinking.”

When Sans’ head cocked to the side, Red couldn’t help but grin. “About?”

“Uranus.”

At first, his sockets simply narrowed, confused, then all at once, “Ura– Oh. Alright, perv. Har har.”

But, he was laughing, and Red was, too, like it was the funniest joke in the world despite it not even being funny. Maybe it didn’t matter, if Red was the one to say it; if Sans was the one to laugh. Maybe, then, it could be good, even if it wasn’t, really. The sound of their laughter, something shared and sacred, was what Red imagined it might feel like to hear the birds chirp when the sun rose and turned the sky whatever colours it was supposed to when it drove the night away. He hoped that it was blue, like Sans’ favourite colour, but the pictures in his textbooks were too faded to be sure.

When he tuned back in, the laughter had tapered off.

“You do that a lot, y’know,” Sans noted, almost absentmindedly, and his hands turned back to trailing shapes on Red’s skull.

He grunted at the feeling. “Do what?”

“Go to space,” Sans said, simply. “Or… somewhere else. That I can’t reach.”

Red frowned, closing his sockets to cut off the dull thrum of agony he felt in his soul whenever Sans’ smile didn’t reach his eyes like that. “I do it less than I used to. It used to be better, somewhere else – anywhere else – but ‘m not so sure anymore.”

“Where would you wanna go?” he asked, in a whisper. “If you could go anywhere. Anywhere at all.”

For a moment, Red considered. The answer would have been easy before – the surface, of course. Where Paps and every other monster longed to be – but access to the multiverse had opened up options that he’d never known existed. If he could conceive of a place, it surely existed, somewhere. Any place. Anywhere. Anywhere at all. But, if kindness was so thoroughly hidden, why should he want to look for it anywhere else?

“Think I’d rather just stay here,” he hummed. “With you.”

Maybe he should have questioned the way that Sans’ hands stilled at his answer. Maybe he should have opened his eyes; looked at his face; seen his expression; known what it meant.

But, he didn’t.

“Geez,” Sans breathed, with a laugh that sounded breathless. “My answer feels stupid in comparison.”

“Yeah? What’s yours?”

“Anywhere else. Anywhere at all.”

In hindsight, Red should have known it was too good to last; too good to stay good.

A universe where the typical LOVE of any given passerby was nothing higher than 1; where Sans and his brother were kind to one another in public; where there was so little need for the royal guard that the worst Sans got for sneaking off to Grillby’s during his shift was a slap on the wrist. It was difficult to believe that a place like that could exist – that it could be self-sustainable, since, logically, their weakness should have led to their downfall – and even harder to look at it as anything more than a childish fantasy that had yet to find its catch.

Of course, there was a catch. 

There was always a catch. Every childish fantasy grew tainted with time, like the innocence of children was stripped with age. Every fairy tale book grew weary and old, pages yellowed and frayed. Every picture faded, until you couldn’t be sure whether the sky was blue or grey.

But, you hoped it was blue anyway, and maybe that was your mistake.

It was undeniable that the multiverse was an entirely cruel and ruthless place. That was what Red wholeheartedly believed. Maybe, after all, there was a reason that love and LOVE were spelled the same.

Try as he might, though, Red could not hate him.

It felt ridiculous – in the moments when hands clamped around his neck like a vice, choked by the grip and the grief that came with it, as if the two were one in the same, and they would both cry, both tremble in fear, or fury, or something worse, and Red would think that this was what it was like to hate himself – but it was the truth. It had taken him a while to understand that the circumstances in which they’d changed were enough to turn them into two different people; that hating Dust wasn’t so much like loving himself, or what he could have been, as he wanted it to be.

Really, Red had underestimated Dust as he had been before; had assumed that kindness meant the incapacity for cruelty.

And, in allowing someone into his blindspot that he’d believed to be too weak or foolish to use it against him, he’d failed to remember that it was the softest words that cut the deepest, when they would leave scars so deep that all he could think of was how much he missed the feeling; when he’d search for the knife and throw himself against it. The wound was soul deep, and the soul’s wounds could not be so easily ignored.

Before, he’d thought it was a small price to pay. Trivial, really, in comparison to what he had to gain from it. As if it were a simple transaction as opposed to something living, and breathing, and ever changing; as if he would never have to be the one who was tender; as if that made it anything less valuable.

“Red.”

A soul for a soul; a life for a life. They gave one another all of themselves, promised each other that it was enough, and it was. Just as before, it was. Harsher now, but Dust had taught Red to be soft, and Red would teach him what he’d forgotten.

“Red.”

There was gentleness in the multiverse, hidden until it was allowed in.

With a jolt, he came back to reality to a slap on the face, not hard enough to hurt, but more than enough to be startling. He frowned, but, nonetheless, took his hand by the wrist and guided it to the crown of his skull. Hesitantly, as if spurred on by some muscle memory, the fingers ran in gentle circles across his bone, and Red hummed in approval at the feeling as he lay against Dust’s legs.

“Where’d you go?”

“Nowhere,” he mumbled, unconsciously leaning into the touch. “Must’ve dozed off.”

“With your eyes open,” Dust said, and it wasn’t a question. “Freak.”

Immediately, Red snorted. “Guess we gotta add that to the list of similarities.”

Despite himself, Dust laughed; the sound short, subdued, and nothing like the laugh he’d fallen in love with, but something about it made his soul flutter, nonetheless. “Guess so.”

After a moment, Red opened his sockets. Each time he saw him was like the first, and Red drank in each of his features as if they’d disappear at any moment – as they had before – smooth bone that crackled and buzzed with magic, refusing to be underestimated; eyelights that glowed brightly in dark sockets, like how he imagined neon signs would on a city street in the middle of the night; a face shrouded by shadow, as if it was saved for him alone to see. In the end, he’d been marred by cruelty despite Red’s best efforts, but he was beautiful nonetheless.

“‘Sup,” Dust mumbled, and the edges of his mouth quirked up in an attempt at a smile.

Slowly, Red lifted his hand and, ever so gently, cupped Dust’s cheek, pausing when his breath hitched, but, with the same caution, Dust leaned into the touch; barely enough to be noticed, but Red noticed. This time, he saw. “‘Sup,” he finally returned. “You okay?”

“You’re going to disappear,” Dust whispered, and his voice broke on the words in a way that made Red feel hollowed out. “You’re going to go somewhere else. Somewhere that I can’t reach. Like you do when you go to space. It scares me.”

Browbones furrowed, Red ran gentle circles across his love’s cheek, staying silent as Dust took in a shuddering breath to continue; a quirk Red had grown accustomed to.

“I remember what you told me before,” he said, and his hand came up to desperately hold Red’s to his face, like he might forget it was there if he didn’t make sure. “That you did it because it was better to be somewhere else – anywhere else. Do you want that now? To be somewhere else? Away from me?”

“No,” Red said, and the lack of hesitation in his answer surprised even himself. “I don’t want that.”

Again, Dust’s breath hitched, and he frowned, like the answer wasn’t enough, and, maybe, it wasn’t. His fingers threaded between Red’s, and, when he clutched onto his hand, Red squeezed back, holding him with desperation to match. Dust laughed, a breathless sound. “I’m not the person that you loved.”

Scoffing, Red rolled his eyelights at the notion. “Of course you are.”

“I’m not,” Dust insisted, and something about it was a plea.

“Then,” he breathed, “I love you. This you.”

And, with a breath that was cut off with something that sounded suspiciously like a sob, Dust leaned forward – over Red’s body, as if to trap him – and pressed his chest against Red’s. His ribs fluttered with each breath, and Red guided his stuttering breaths with deep inhales that interlocked their ribs with each one. His hand remained stuck to Dust’s cheek, and he squeezed gently, relieved when Dust squeezed back to let him know he was still here; in this reality, not another.

“Breathe,” Red commanded, soft; soft, like he’d been taught. “I’m here.”

Dust took a heaving breath – deep, frantic, like he’d been drowning – and, in a voice that sounded so much like before – reminding Red once more that this was the person he loved, despite the change – he whispered, “Where would you wanna go? If you could go anywhere. Anywhere at all.”

The question made him sputter, for a moment. Then, with a breathless laugh, “Seriously?”

“Please,” he pleaded, so what could Red do but answer?

The answer would have been easy before – here; here, just like before – but, despite how they fought against it, things had changed. Did that mean his answer had to change? That his longing had to shift, too? The multiverse was infinite. If he could conceive of a place, it surely existed, somewhere. Maybe even somewhere that Sans stayed Sans, but would it be the same? Any place. Anywhere. Anywhere at all. But, if kindness was so thoroughly hidden – had been ripped from Dust’s grasp with the signature ruthlessness of the multiverse – then why shouldn’t Red be it? Like Dust had been for him, before.

“Think I’d like to stay here,” he hummed. “With you. Still.”

And, this time, Red noticed the way that Dust’s breathing slowed to a stop; felt the way that his magic crackled between his joints; how something wet slipped between their fingers on Dust’s cheek; knew what it meant.

“Okay,” Dust whispered.

“What about you? Where would you go?”

There was a pause – a moment as Dust inhaled once more; held Red’s hand tight, but oh, so gentle – before he managed to answer. “Here,” he said. “With you.”

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Masterpost 29

General asks

S/O rejects someone flirting with them at the restaurant (UF Papyrus, SF Sans, FSG Sans, MT + MF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O calls skeleton baby girl (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O and Skeleton are going to S/O's first pregnancy ultrasound (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Papyrus gets too far and hurts his S/O (UT, UF, HT, SF, FSG Papyrus)

A random human tries to kidnap skeleton (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Skeleton's kid hid in his suitcase and skeleton only realized once he arrived at the hotel (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Meeting with a shapeshifter (DaT, DF Sans & Papyrus)

S/O can't handle Rus not being serious in their relationship anymore (SF Papyrus)

S/O is the Grim Reaper (FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Skeleton sees an x-ray of their S/O (UT, US, UF Sans + Ink, Error)

There's a tsunami alert and skeleton is on the beach (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O reveals they're dating Skeleton to his brother by taking back his underwear to him (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O owns several weapons legally (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Skeleton's child is mad their dad said no for candies so they're packing their things (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O reveals they're dating Skeleton to his brother by taking back his underwear to him (HS, HF, OT, DaT, DF, FT, MT, MF Sans & Papyrus)

Skeleton's child tries to jumpscare his dad with a scary video (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Skeleton hugs S/O from behind and it scares them so much they punch him (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

It's S/O's birthday (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Skeleton's brother finds a letter his S/O wrote to his brother (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Thoughts on ASMR (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O can feel danger coming (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Skeleton's links with the LGBTQIA+ community (UT Sans, UT Papyrus, UF Papyrus, SF Papyrus, FSG Sans, DF Sans, FT Papyrus, Error, D!Papyrus, DuT Sans)

S/O bridal carries skeleton (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O's family is against monsters and tries to kill S/O and Skeleton's child (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Short S/O wears super high heels out of spite (UT, US, UF, HT, SF FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O and Skeleton play Mario Kart (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O is stubborn when they're sick (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Reaction to learning Sans threatened Frisk during his journey in the Underground (UT Papyrus, Toriel, Undyne, Alphys, Grillby)

S/O said no to their child to buy a plushie so they go ask to skeleton father instead (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O organizes a special egg hunt in the yard (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O and skeleton play Just Dance (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O boops skeleton (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O knows what they did, but do they know what they did? (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

What if Horrortale Undyne was still alive (HT Sans, Papyrus & Toriel)

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Chinchillas absolutely love cuddles (no)

Cute pictures of sleepy Thor

My thoughts about the QSMP admin situation

Easter chinchilla

The Boop-o-meter

[fanatical4creation]

"It's oppress or be oppressed."

Hi guys today i'm gonna talk about WOOF WOOF ahem, Wine he's very BARK BARK he's very cool i really WOOF WOOF BARK BARK i really like him. Alright, sorry, i'm a simp, i admit it.

Idk if you guys know Fellswap gold, but it's SO FUCKING COOL, so i decided to insert it in Invertedverse, i recommend you to read it's fandom wiki, but only some characters are in becaaaause:

Story (InvertedVerse)

This Fellswap Gold timeline got destroyed by a mysterious entity, and the only survivors were: Sans, Papyrus, Undyne and Grillby. Papyrus got really injured, and still recovering until this day, so Sans do frequent visits to him in the OmegaTimeline's hospital.

Undyne and Grillby just works for Sans at this point. Undyne would even create a better version of MTT that she could be able to control... and Grillby, he.. he has guns :)

He stumbles to the main plot by Nightmare, who's also in the OT, Nightmare wanted Wine on his team since he's kinda evil (i think) and powerful, but this guy ain't easy.

Wine is one of the only ones who scares Nightmare, and i'm not even kidding, this guy is so threatening, never takes his smile or posture off, it's frighteningly impressive.

He would never risk his life in the battle field for someone he never met in his life for free, "oh but Nightmare is a god" means nothing to him. He offers deals and deals for G.

Yet, it's not only G, Wine wants, he also wants favors like, being a waiter in a reunion of his, take care of Papyrus/Coffee, or just silly favors in the day-to-day (Bro got the GOD of NEGATIVITY to work for him, now you tell me he's not cool? Naaah).

Conclusion: Nightmare pays Wine to work for him.

He's technically not a part of the Darkside, he's just a True Neutral guy who'd do anything to his own benefit.

Nightmare will end up owing him money, and he will go after him. I wonder who'd save him...

It's interesting because Wine is Nightmare but better: He has a better posture, comands and manipulates people easily, better skills, better physical conditions, better communication, better social skills, better confidence, just everything. I could go all day, i tell ya.

Fellswap Gold (c) @/blackggggum

Version without text because i can.

[fmsdraws]

Poker Nights at the Omega Timeline idea, take two

And this is where What is Poker Nights at the OT? Basically the premise would be to, much like Poker nights at the Inventory by TellTale, have 4 characters sat at a table and watching them go back and forth as you, the player, are sat with these characters on a off-the-clock basis playing a good game of poker. But instead of well-known characters from franchises colliding, it'd be Undertale AUs. And instead of the setting being the Inventory, it'd be in the Omega Timeline's very own Grillby's.

I'd tossed a few ideas before for what a hypotheticaLL roster could be, and I think I've generally hit a good balance here.

@invertedfate's Mettaton (BOX or SPIRAL, pick yer poison— I thought box could be funnier) — What's better than a fairly famous robot superstar coming down to a run down bar to avoid papparazis? But even out of the camera, his acting skills come in handy, he can bluff his cards real good. (… While originally I was going to go for Papyrus, I kinda feel the likely more raunchy route of the conversations would likely take would leave him with very little to add to conversations.)

@xtaleunderverse's XGaster — The high 'n mighty came to demonstrate his superiority with this fairly pointless game of cards. Instead, he's going to become the butt of the joke. He's prone to placing his eggs in a basket made out of conjectures, and paying the price for it.

@tatatale's ALIVE — The scientist was invited to this tournament, and she decided to finally come out of the woodworks at the request of her friends. I think she'd be very fun as a foil to the other characters at the table. Her experience with Multiverse stuff would offer a fun foil to the high 'n mighty XGaster.

@potoobrigham's Growthspurt Asriel — Nothing like developing a gambling addiction on early adulthood, eh? He's the more lowkey of the players at the table, because he didn't expect the tournament to be this... out-there. Probably the friendliest, but he has a habit of fumbling even good cards.

CORE!Frisk would be working as the host/bartender/card dealer, occassionally chipping into conversations, and overall just making sure everyone is playing nice, with a side of snark.

I'd imagine conversations would go for a variety of topics, from the mundane, to the out-there topics of the multiverse.

If I ever take this any further (and really, there's no guarantee I will) I'd make it a fairly long edited video with voice acting talking through the conversations, or something among those lines. I wouldn't make it a game, but I think it'd be fun as a concept.

But what are YOUR poker table guest ideas? let me know.

[undertale-writing-times]

Hiya! Feel free to delete this ask / take your time answering this ask!!!

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Is it okay if I have a

(UT, US, AND OT) Gaster and Grillby head canons:

Their S/O always so extroverted; such as being talkative, loud, and energetic, basically the sunshine person?

You can add it if you want: Their reactions to their Joyful S/O having a breakdown about their self-insecurities and also finally releasing their bottled up emotions

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Again, feel free to delete the ask if you don't feel comfortable at all!

I miss writing for these guys! Not many people ask for the gasters or grillby's :'3

Gaster: Many people are shocked when they find out that you two are together. You're so loud, talkative, and energetic! Which is the opposite of quiet, tired, and stern Gaster. Sometimes he has funny cute moments, but a lot of the time he's too tired to be playful. He enjoys you! He really does. He finds your warmth enjoyable and will often listen to you talk. If he finds out that you're bottling up emotions and you have a breakdown, he would listen to you talk and try his best to help you calm down. He feels bad that he never realized.

Grillby: Not many people know that you two are together unless you're with Grillby. He never talks about his personal life because he likes to keep them seperated from his work life… but he is very happy that you two are together. You make him so happy! If you come to visit him at work, he would listen to you talk a lot and nod along. You and Sans are his favorite customers�� when he learns that you bottle up emotions and you have a break down, he would sit beside you and tell you that everything would be fine, you don't have to hide any bad emotion. Everyone has bad days sometimes.

Goopy: Yeah, you guys are so good together. While he's working, he might not talk to you much only because he likes to be mysterious while he's on the boat but afterwards, you have all of his attention. When you have your breakdown, he would tell you that he understands. He has the same problem with bottling up emotions, and he would try his best to help you calm down and from then on, he would most likely be >:( when he realizes you're bottling up emotions again.

Hearth: You two work really well together, I think! Sometimes he has to be pulled back from overworking himself, and he would listen to you if you tell him. He enjoys you talking a lot and will listen and respond. Now if you are bottling up your emotions and have a breakdown, he would have no idea how to react? He isn't good with emotions! He would shut his mouth in a tight line then get his little flares to go and bug you to help you calm down.

Ethereal: Ethereal is a skeleton that not many people know about. Or at least, they don't know a lot about him. You, on the other hand, is dating him! He enjoys being with you no matter how quiet or 'scary' he seems. He enjoys how playful and talkative you are. When you break down and he finds out that you've been bottling up your emotions, he frowns and thinks about everything. what should he say there? Instead, he doesn't say anything. He wraps you in his starry cloak and just holds you while you calm down. He hates when you're sad.

Phoenix: He's pretty shy so it might be hard for you two at first, but after a while, he loves how talkative you are! It makes him pretty happy. A lot of people ship you two and whenever he hears that, his glow always gets so much brighter and his fire becomes a more pinkish and yellow. When he finds out that you're bottling up your emotions and you have a breakdown, he asks a few questions after helping you calm down. He hates that you've been having to do that! Why do you? He's really confused :(

[underthetale]

GRILLBY ASK BLOG

Blogger:

Hello, I'm Underthetale! I go by He/they/it and I enjoy Undertale as a media.

I'll Do:

•Scenario's with other characters. Eg:"How would grilby react if Sans paid his tab?"

•You can ask questions directly for the characters!

•You can even ask me questions!

•Write characters other then Grillby (he is a bit shy so he shares the spotlight)

●RP although it won't be what all the posts are

I Won't:

• Write inappropriate asks

• Write a lot of gore

Ask:

Going for small at first(can still ask for others that aren't on the list).You can ask 4 at maximum.

Undertale(Toby Fox): UT Grillby, UT Sans, UT Papyrus, UT Gaster

Underfell(Fella/Vic): UF Grillby (Ash), UF Sans (Red), UF Papyrus(Rus)

Outertale(2mi127): OT Grillby (Comet), OT Sans (Moon), OT Papyrus (Sunny)

Overtale(HezuNeutral): OvT Grillby (Magma), OvT Sans (Sam), OvT Papyrus (Rusty)

Underswap: US Grillby (Pudding), US Sans (Swap), US Papyrus (Pap), US Muffet

Horrortale(Sour-apple-studios): HT Grillby(Flaire), HT Sans(Axe), HT Papyrus(Zane)

OTHER: Ink, Error, Disbelief Papyrus(Duster) & Sans(Sands), Wartime Grillby(Autumn)& Gaster(Gast).

Will add more as we go on!

ASK'S ARE OPEN

[ut-poppy-askblog]

Gut Feeling

How Did You Meet?

Homework

Mom

The Barrier

Grillby

The Surface

Distance

The Siblings

Christmas

Therapy

The Dream

Reunion

All Pictures featured in the Memories.

"I think it's time we finally talk about Mon."

Welcome to this Mon's birthday special. To look deeper in, try and find how memories link together.

(It is reccomended to access the link using desktop. We apologize for any inconveniences to Mobile app users. Perhaps use the mobile browser instead, but it's not been tested.)

[me-and-my-gaster]

Outertale Grillby for CuddlyQuiche

The last patron doodle for August features our favorite space bartender!

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[anneimaginesundertale]

Possibly imagines 39. SO has insomnia — no coping method with OT Grillby please?

You rolled over with a groan. The neon green numbers of the clock read 2:34 am. Of course. You groaned again and reached over to the nightstand to pick up your phone. The last text your boyfriend had sent you still sat in your notifications.

If you can’t sleep, call me. I’m always happy to answer.

You thought about it for a moment. Well, he did say he’d answer, and your brain was not going to let you go back to sleep. You called him.

Grillby’s voice was a soft crackle. “You made it to 2:30 today,” he said. “I’m proud of you.”

“I want to sleep all night,” you grumbled. “2:30 am is crazy hours. Why is my brain mean to me?”

“I don’t know, dearest.” You could hear his smile through the phone. “I wish I could be there to help you get back to sleep.”

“Maybe you could spend the night tomorrow?” you suggested. The thought of having him in your bed, having his warmth to snuggle into, made your heart beat a little faster.

“I’ll check my schedule, but I think I can make that happen.”

“Yay!”

“In the meantime, why don’t you go and make some of the tea I gave you and see if that helps? And I’ll stay with you on the phone for a little while.”

“Thank you, Grillby.”

“Of course. I love you.”

“I love you too…”

[azuli-bean]

Day 1 self tober first kiss

[kezibun]

Oh WOW!!!!

This is amazing!!! How did you do it???? Teach me your ways!!!

Rewrite the Stars ~

I wanted to try a lipsync animation, and I happened to be listening to Rewrite the Stars when the inspiration struck! I listen to this song most often when I’m drawing Outertale stuff, and personally, I think James Arthur’s voice suited Grillby better. After listening to this one audio clip on loop, it is very hard to imagine him with any other voice. This is probably the most ambitious animation I’ve made to date, and I kind of regret not doing a practice/study animation of Grillby’s flames before going into this :,) The perfectionist in me came out a lot during the process, but overall, I’m super happy with how this came out! Apologies if the quality of this is kind of grainy, I’m still figuring out the best video programs to use and all that jazz. I can’t wait to dabble with more animation stuff in the future 0v0

[sweetmaple]

Helloooo @emofruitbat ! Tis I, your secret santa for @undertalesecretsanta 2021! I had a super good time digging into the space aesthetic for these two, and I hope you enjoy them too :)

(plz click for better quality bc tungle is a potato)

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Masterpost 28

General asks

S/O breaks a bone and puts it back like it's nothing (UT characters)

Tetris game is insulting skeleton (UT Papyrus, US Sans, UF Papyrus, HT Papyrus, FSG Papyrus)

S/O wants to take things slow until they ask if they can kiss skeleton (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O made a big mess in the kitchen (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O sings their love to skeleton but it's death metal (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Someone disrespects skeleton's trans boy/girlfriend (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Skeleton's kid wants to dress him like a doll (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O and skeleton propose to each other at the same time (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O was a professional dancer younger but injured themselves (HT, HS, HF, DaT, DF Sans & Papyrus)

Skeleton's relationship with Toriel's and Asgore's new heir (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Skeleton's child is scared of the monster under the bed, except it's real (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O has ADHD (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O accidentally burns the camp while they're camping (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O is smart but is a dumbass (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

A random man intrudes their yard by digging a hole in the middle of it (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Skeleton turns into an animal for a day (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O lets baby clothes in all the house to tell skeleton they want to have/adopt a baby (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O's family member tells they are eating too much at a family dinner (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Skeleton's lets his brother take care of his kid while he's on a trip (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O tells him he's going to be a father, but actually they adopted a dog (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

S/O falls asleep on them on the couch (UT Grillby)

S/O squeals when they're scared (SF Papyrus)

S/O's ex is royalty and doesn't like monsters (UT, US, UF Sans)

S/O fights someone who doesn't like monsters (UT, US, UF Sans)

First kiss headcanons (UT, US, UF Sans)

Creeper and people who likes touching him (MT Papyrus)

Underfell Mettaton headcanons (UF Mettaton)

Doomfanger adopts a human baby out of nowhere (UF Sans & Papyrus)

A monster has a crush on their human child (UT, UF Toriel)

S/O is a crybaby (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Space-loving S/O gets abducted by aliens for a few years (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus + HS Papyrus, OT Sans)

Skeleton's walk in a bear trap and breaks his ankle (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Moody teenager rejects skeleton as a father after an argument (UT, US, UF, HT, SF, FSG Sans & Papyrus)

Character's friend brings their boyfriend Jerry to a dinner (UT characters)

Character building event

How often do they show their genuine emotions (MT, MF Sans & Papyrus + DaT Papyrus)

Can they cry on demand (UT, US, SF, FSG Papyrus)

How would they respond to being fired (UT Sans, Undyne, Alphys, Mettaton)

Would they eat something they find gross to be polite (UF Papyrus, HT Sans, SF Sans, FSG Sans)

How loose if their use of "i love you" (MT, MF Sans & Papyrus)

How do they greet someone they like/love (MT, MF Sans & Papyrus)

If invited to a TED talk, what would they talk about (UF, HT Sans & Papyrus)

Tough or gentle love (MT, MF Sans & Papyrus)

Who do they believe without question (UT Sans, Papyrus, Toriel, Undyne)

How do they greet someone they dislike/hate (FSG, MT Sans & Papyrus + DaT Papyrus)

How do they greet someone they like/love (FSG Sans & Papyrus, DaT Papyrus)

What a phrase they say a lot (US Sans, UF Papyrus, HT Sans, HT Papyrus, SF Sans, SF Papyrus)

How loose is their use of "i love you" and positive greetings (SF Sans)

How loosely do they use the word "friend" (UT Papyrus, UF Papyrus, HT Sans, HT Papyrus, D!Papyrus)

How do they greet someone they dislike/hate (HS Sans & Papyrus)

What belief/moral do they stand by that I disagree with (HS Sans & Papyrus + DaT Papyrus)

If someone was impersonating them, how to make the difference (FSG Sans & Papyrus)

How loosely do they use the word "friend" (HS, DaT Sans & Papyrus + OT Papyrus)

Other things

Some cool Undertale blogs to follow

I'm still looking for cool fanfics to read

Matching colours in the Fell AUs

Myfanwi talks

1000 followers!

Happy Valentine's day!

Mjöllnir the Chinzilla

Mjöllnir and his ridiculously large size plushies he likes to walk around

Some precisions about the askblog rules

[ut-poppy-askblog]

In Which Mon Meets Poppy

[copper-skulls]

*thinks about tiny Grillby*