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The hottest bar in the Undergroundㅤ 🔥🔥🔥 Grillby RP/ask blog, multi verse, nonselectiveㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Current M!A: n/a 🔥🔥🔥ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ MUN IS 18+

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January 1st, 2018 is a monday. A fresh week, fresh month and a fresh year. If you want to start over, you cannot possibly find a better time.

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Updated Magic Anon List!

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ask–gerbelg:

❣ – VISITOR – A creature has paid a visit to your muse, and they show little signs of being a benevolent soul.

♚ – STARVED – Your muse suddenly becomes very hungry for power, willing to do anything to reach the top and claim glory.

☠ – TOXIC – Your muse has lost any faith in life and humanity and decide to take action, and may deal with that as they may.

☒ – CENSORED – Your muse can no longer tell the truth, and they only speak in lies.

✒ – REVEALING – Your muse cannot lie, and can only speak the truth, whether they know it is true or not.

⇺ – REVERSE – We see an event from your muse’s past, played out in full, as specified by the asker.

웃 – IDENTITY – Your muse must switch bodies with another muse, as specified by the asker (with permission from other blog).

℺ – MEDULA – Your muse will switch personalities with another muse (with permission from another blog) or adopt the personality of another muse of the asker’s choice.

✁ – PERSONA – Your muse will lose a trait of their personality, specified by the asker.

☻ – DECEIT – Your muse will act as their polar opposite.

✷ – KIN – All asks will  be directed towards a family member of your muse.

❥ – STARCROSSED – Your muse will fall in love with another muse of the asker’s choice.

† – HOLY – Your muse will become an angel or demon, as specified by the asker.

❇ – MUTATION – Your muse will transform into some kind of monster or animal, specified either by asker or left to mun’s imagination.

⊛ – WITHIN – Muse becomes their spirit animal.

π – TECHNOLOGICAL – Your muse has become an automaton.

☢ – DISEASED – Your muse has now fallen incredibly ill with a mysterious disease and must be taken care of.

⌚ – CLOCKWORK – Your muse is now older or younger, as specified by the asker.

♘ – PURITY – Your muse wants nothing more than to help others and see to their well-being.

✾ – INHABITATION – Your muse has become possessed by another, foreign entity.

¿ – ALTERNATIVE – Your muse is now part of an alternate universe (crossovers included) of the asker’s choosing.

ᵜ – ANIMALIA – Your muse is now a half-animal being (animal is specified by asker).

☐ – LAME – Your muse loses one of their senses, specified by asker.

✷ – MAGICA – Your muse develops magical powers, as specified by asker or left to mun’s imagination.

◌ – ABSENT – Your muse has amnesia and cannot remember anything about themselves.

♔ – OBEDIENCE – Your muse must obey any commend given to them, or any command given to them by a specified Master. (Nothing NSFW)

♡ – LIBIDO – Your muse’s sex drive has gone overactive, and they will lust after anyone they see or after a specific person, as specified by the asker.

☿ – PRONOUN – Your muse is now of the opposite sex or gender. If they are transgender, they have the body they aspire to have. If they are nonbinary, the mun can decide what this will mean.

☯ – SEPARATED – Your muse will be split into two opposing halves based on their personality.

の – NEGATORY – Your muse will only be able to deny things and say no, no matter what is being asked of them.

☣ – INTOXICATION – Your muse is very high on a particular intoxicant/drug, as specified by the asker.

▨ – TRANSPARENCY – Your muse is now a ghost separated from their body and cannot be easily seen, heard, or felt by any living person.

☤ – MISFORTUNE – Your muse has a terrible accident and barely survives.

♛ – HIGHNESS – Your muse becomes that of royalty and/or high status.

[ask-the-bartinder-blog]

///Megmod here---

My apologies about not being active again e0e

I have a winter break that’s about two months, so now I can do stuff again!!!!

(also I have no job so that frees my time even moreso-)//

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[artsekey]

ITS NOT A COMPLIMENT, CHARLES

GET INSPIRED, NOT JEALOUS

[indiiesmemes]

send me a ✍ to see a glimpse of a muse i might want to play.

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alright merry actual crimbo you nerds

[shrimplydelicious]

“I’m finally going to write! I have a great idea!”

[inkskinned]

hey i’m super late to the party but ur friendly internet poet here to Stop This Madness before you Become The Madness. 

i kind of think of the blank page of ms word as like. when you walk through a doorway into a room and are like “wtf was i even doing.” for some reason our brain sees blank and then draws a blank. and ur like. i was actually really excited about that 45 seconds ago?? come back idea we can still be friends!!

so how do you. not do that? here are some tips that i just PERSONALLY LEARNED and aren’t like. purdue university. 

THE IMMEDIATE BEFORE:

don’t you dare even look at tumblr or any other site tbh just get out asap

if you have trouble detaching from reality, have an emergency Music Bin of classical music/instrumental/video game music saved on ur computer. Not the internet. not the internet. bc you type “youtube” in the url bar, goodbye cruel world. 3 AM and you’re watching compilations of cats talking. just have it saved somewhere on ur library and hit play. block out the noise of the Rest of the World.

the sound of rain/mood/white noise helps, there’s a bunch of sites for that, but tbh just download rain sounds from youtube when you’re bored one day so you don’t get lost in one of those ~calming masterposts~

if something is Immediately Pressing, try to “write” internally and do the thing at the same time - i can’t tell you how many good ideas i’ve had while making myself a sandwich. being away from the blank page and handling my hunger help.

don’t wait. write it now. NOW. now. not “after scrolling another second” no now , right now. i have left bed at 2 AM to write. you gotta #commit bc the truth is if you don’t, you have the worst anticlimax when your brain lets you down. it gave you a gift and you said you’d open it later and now it’s mad at you. don’t do that. just open the gift.

don’t fear. if it comes out bad it’s still OUT. writers live in the Void Of Self-Doubt, where sometimes we’re like “how can i do this idea justice?” and we get so tangled in being good enough for it that we never do it. who cares if you accidentally write like 3 sentences where u meant to write 16 pages. it just means that you’re concise as hell my guy. it’s always easier to build from something than nothing.

fuck everything else. if your brain is like “!!!!!!!!!!!” like mine is (24-7 my guy) it’s hard to “turn it off” how do you write when everything is crowded up there? my solution is to turn the writing up. turn up your imagination so loud it shouts down everything else. you can’t make inspiration but when you start thinking, those cogs get turning. and everything else drowns out. THE SCARY SCARY DURING:

fuck ms word. it’s so blank!!! tbh a lot of my writing gets started ANYWHERE ELSE, bc i can’t look at a blank page without getting Writer Sweats. start it at the bottom of your english essay. type it in a tumblr text box so it’s lowkey and not official. i have a saved document of just like … half-stories or story ideas and bc they’re not Official, they can be weird and painless and quick.

you gotta write bad stuff before you learn to write good stuff so who cares if it’s not poe like it’s yours just keep writing even if it doesn’t “measure up” to what you want it to exactly look like.

don’t start at the beginning, fuck the beginning. your brain started with the idea halfway, right? so you start there too. sometimes i just pick up in the middle of a sentence - “and it was good enough, at last.” who cares what happens before that, my idea starts there, so i’m gonna start there! 

on that note, trust your readers. half the time i just decide - u know what, i see this world like this, and you can catch up as i go. a writer when you sit there and have to explain “in this world mice are hording your secrets and They Know,” great, now you’ve written the whole story in one sentence. just write it and let ppl figure it out. don’t waste the inspiration trying to explain the rules behind your floating city. write the city and run in it while you have the energy. 

parts missing? like you just really have a setting there but wtf is the plot gonna be? or holy shit a character with bazookas for hands!! handgun guy!!! but like in what world — yeah it happens to all of us. the thing is, instead of being like “this is nothing,” remind yourself you have so much to explore because you just fucking invented something. even if you write fanfic and the world is already there and stuff like that - dang son explore everything. is there dust in the house is he allergic to cats what’s it like in the forest are there many dogs? does he like being kissed upside down how’s that desk they keep doing it on and what has it seen poor thing. and when you start that, you realize - wait! that’s the story! the desk breaks or family shows up and asks to buy it (why won’t u just sell it, laura dear, u hardly do any real work at it) - that’s where it’s all hiding. think of ur brain as giving you the whole idea every time - it’s just up to you to look. 

don’t edit fuck editing you’ll get around to it eventually

“oh i changed a rule i should go back” no don’t you’ll get to it eventually, just keep writing

“does this sound natural?” who cares just write

fuck it sometimes i literally will change what i’m saying in the middle of a sentence but instead of deleting i just keep it up because then i’m not starting back at the top 

grammar is a silly silly myth and you can break it with your big strong lobster claws and i even hope you do break it

meaning if you’re like me and sometimes don’t write in Caps or you start going forwards in Txt speech it literally doesn’t matter just go, heck, once i was in the flow and instead of writing a response for something i just had a character say “>:I” and it worked.

if none of the above is even helping not at all: DON’T CLOSE IT. SIT . BE GOOD.  SIIIITTTTT…. SIT. stare at it. stare it down. when u give up too fast the idea is like “fine. i wasn’t good enough to fight for? bye.” i would say that the average “stare-down” time i’d give an idea before giving up on it is 15 minutes. not 15 “changing the tab to be on fb” minutes. 15 don’t you dare look at anything else minutes. bc chances are? minute 5 your brain will become Bored - and it will open up bc it’s like “fine fuck you if this is all we’re gonna focus on let’s go.” THE GRUESOME AFTERMATH:

go get water and pat yourself on the back kid

even if it went badly do that bc writing is hard and you tried your best 

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Thanks for sharing @inkskinned

[silverskye13]

@thetitlealwaysgetsme this is cool and I’m remembering it and passing it on

[cherubiccallow]

Wanting to RP a ship but not having anyone to RP it with like

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I’m not really sure what grunge is, I hope this will do!

Draw meme

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grillby!!!!!!!!!

[ask-the-bartinder-blog]

“Whoops”

Send “Whoops” to my ask box, and my muse will accidentally send your muse a text that wasn’t meant for them.

Moira hears a chime, her phone seeming to light up with several notifications. They seem to have come from Grillby.

Grillby: Frisk 

         sent at 9:20pm

Grillby: Frisk what happened to the jewels?

         sent at 9:20pm

Grillby: *jukebox

         sent at 9:20pm

Grillby: yoogle.com how to fix jukebox

         sent at 9:25pm

Grillby: jukebox on fire what do

          sent at 9:26pm

Grillby: Ignore those last two, that is my bad.

          sent at 9:28pm

Grillby: Oh dear, that’s why I haven’t been getting anything back, my apologies Moira…I’ll ensure to check before I send messages next time

         sent at 9:50pm

Grillby: Ah…is there any chance you’d know what to do in this situation…?

         sent at 9:51pm

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Send “Whoops” to my ask box, and my muse will accidentally send your muse a text that wasn’t meant for them.

[ask-the-bartinder-blog]

If Tenebris ever wanted to wear a warm mane without growing his own fur out, who else to go to but his old friend Grillby. Easily towering over the elemental, Tenebris wrapped his arms around the shorter and laid his chin on Grillby's head, a purr rising from him as the flames painlessly tickled his cheeks, though immediately flushing his face with heat. Soooo niiiice~ “Your hugs are warm. We should do this more often.” he purred to the bartender shamelessly

Grillby noticably gets warmer, a slight flush spreading across his cheeks.

“Tenebris…” He couldn’t help but feel the slightest bit embarrassed as the other leaned against him, grip tight, though luckily he began to close down his bar before the scientist arrived. It definitely wasn’t unpleasant though, and the familiarity of the other was comforting after a long day at work, something he welcomed openly. Still held in the other’s robust hug (though he’d describe it as more crushing than anything), he tilted his head to look at the other behind him. 

“Why don’t you let me finish closing up and I’ll start up some tea..?”

[scientistofthevoid]

“You’re willing to make this old man some tea?” he cooed happily, nuzzling the warmth of the Elemental’s scalp, “I should add that to your list of best qualities, dear Grillby~” his powerful arms slowly released the elemental and Tenebris disconnected with a final nuzzle.  “Take your time, you warmed up my turtleneck when you blushed” he teased lightly, moving to sit down at one of the stools to watch the elemental work

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“Old man?” He mused, eyebrows quirked, “If you’re an old man, then what does that make me?”

Grillby chuckled, “I jest, I jest.” After he nuzzled the other back, he stretched and made his way back behind the bar. Kettle in hand, he gradually increased his hand’s temperature. As the flames licked the cool metal, he bent to retrieve two mugs. “So, how have you been as of late? Anything new..?”

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Tagged by: @gasteritis (repost and tag 10 people you want to know better.)

Favorite Anime: I like Your Lie in April, School Rumble, Ouran High School Host Club...oml there’s so many-- Favorite Manga: Hm...I haven’t read too much manga lately and I’m a bit iffy to say what my favorite is because it’s pretty NSFW (but since I’m weak for good stories, it also made me cry) Favorite Games: Uhh I like a lot of games, but currently I really love Overwatch and Starbound-- Sports: For all four years of high school, I was on my schools marksmanship team (and JROTC if that counts?) Last Song Listened To: I have no idea, but the last that I remember is Please Don’t by K.Will ///oml okay but really I love that song so much and whenever I watch the music video I cry-///

First Language: English

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If Tenebris ever wanted to wear a warm mane without growing his own fur out, who else to go to but his old friend Grillby. Easily towering over the elemental, Tenebris wrapped his arms around the shorter and laid his chin on Grillby's head, a purr rising from him as the flames painlessly tickled his cheeks, though immediately flushing his face with heat. Soooo niiiice~ “Your hugs are warm. We should do this more often.” he purred to the bartender shamelessly

Grillby noticably gets warmer, a slight flush spreading across his cheeks.

“Tenebris…” He couldn’t help but feel the slightest bit embarrassed as the other leaned against him, grip tight, though luckily he began to close down his bar before the scientist arrived. It definitely wasn’t unpleasant though, and the familiarity of the other was comforting after a long day at work, something he welcomed openly. Still held in the other’s robust hug (though he’d describe it as more crushing than anything), he tilted his head to look at the other behind him. 

“Why don’t you let me finish closing up and I’ll start up some tea..?”

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So Tumblr is now auto-reblogging adverts onto my dash

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ladydragon76.

sleeptalker-ad.

twofacetoo.

If you see them, tell me and I’ll delete them. I don’t condone that shit

I was wondering why the fuck you reblogged something about shampoo. yeah, same here. if you see adverts on my dash, let me know ASAP

I have adblocker and see NO ads, so if I reblog an ad, it wasn’t me, please let me know and LINK me, cuz I’ll never see it otherwise.