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Omg I just realized sans undertale will never get to experience having his hair washed romantically cause he's bald
aftercare for posting on ao3
your fic was good you did grammar good you’re the kind of freak people like everything’s cool dude :^)
Grillster (Grillby x Gaster (both from Undertale)) Dividers?? :3c
🔥Grillster Dividers✋
(PT: Grillster dividers)
please like, reblog, & credit if you use!
(PT: Please like, reblog, & credit if you use!)
[DIVIDER REQUESTS ARE OPEN!]
(PT: Divider requests are open!)
online numbers can really fuck you up when it comes to your creative work because you're sharing something you worked on with all your heart but it's very important to remember there's actual people behind those numbers. even if it's 1. that's one whole actual person. that's a human being who said "haha nice". that's a connection with a REAL person with a REAL life and REAL thoughts and feelings and experiences. like. damn. that should mean something
we need to instill a new storytelling rule of thumb into people called "show don't tweet" where we encourage them to put all pertinent canon information into the actual story and its official supplemental material instead of using reddit AMAs as lore dlcs
can u pls not put ppl in the tags that your story isn’t specifically about pls? It shows up in their x reader tag
Oh crap man I'm sorry it should be fixed now
I'm so used to ao3 tagging lol
Silco +1
Silco x Reader
Word Count: 1112
Warnings:
Ao3: here!
Notes:
This was such a fun series to write! Hope you enjoyed!
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Silco wants to see your apartment.
It’s a little frightening, and you almost decline. What if it's too messy? What if he looks at your cracking walls, the spot of mold near your kitchen? What if it makes him too generous? That kind of excites you, him being too generous. Letting you move your things into his room, or even making space for you.
Nervous 5
Silco x Reader
Word Count: 1250
Warnings: mentions of death
Ao3: here!
Notes:
Yesss finally sone better writing
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The music pulses in the balls of your feet. They ache. You’ve been taking every chance you can to sit down, sometimes going out back and sitting on a couple of buckets that have been there since you started. You’re not quite sure why you need them. You’d guess for the fryers if it weren’t for the fact they're plastic.
Joyful 4
Silco x Reader
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Warnings:
Ao3: here!
Notes:
The writing gets better next chapter I promise.
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Theriam, with a concerned expression, hands you a small box. It's white, the size of your palm and made out of cardboard. It looks like a ring box.
Pitying 3
Silco x Reader
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Warnings:
Ao3: here!
Notes:
I forgot about my high prompts thing oh boy I'm gonna get back to that. Please request some. I'll add more prompts.
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"He just had to readjust the sleeve and upper arm, is all." Sevika mutters from your side.
Relieved 2
Silco x Reader
Word Count:
Warnings: mentions of death
Ao3: here!
Notes:
I lost my previous document for the first four chapters so I'm not going through the effort of adding the word count lol
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It had been surprising when you woke up. And it had been surprising when you walked through the doors of the Last Drop, only to be greeted as if it was a normal day.
Furious 1
Silco x Reader
Word Count:
Warnings: mentions of injury, canon typical violence
Ao3: here!
Notes:
The first four chapters of this were written three years ago, so you're definitely gonna see a change in writing at some point! Good luck!
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The laugh that bubbles up out of your throat is nothing short of furious. You know that getting this riled up is a death sentence in this office. In his office. But he's a cruel, heartless son of a bitch, and you'll be damned if you don't let him know.
One Fades In 3
Gaster x Grillby x Reader
Word Count: 1601
Warnings: house intruder?
Ao3: here!
Notes:
Another chapter uploaded here on Tumblr :) gonna start uploading some other stuff now.
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Amanda’s driving is certainly wild, and you’re glad that the streets are relatively clear. You attribute the sharp turns to her cataracts, which doesn’t make you feel any better, because that means she shouldn’t be driving. But you by no means plan to attempt to drive her truck, because she uses the clutch like a master, and you’ve only ever touched automatic.
One Fades In 2
Gaster x Grillby x Reader
Word Count: 1948
Warnings: racism, cops, politics
Ao3: here!
Notes:
This one is a little heavy! If you can't tell I'm heavily affected by the current political climate.
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You walk to work. You’d woken up rather late and decided that it was better to risk it than wait for the later bus. But it’s odd. There’s never been army caravans in Ebott. It’s a coastal city, with rocky beaches and mountains. Its main draw is tourism. Paragliding, surfing, weird tourist shops with high prices.
One Fades In 1
Gaster x Grillby x Reader
Word Count: 1668
Warnings: storms, body horror?
Ao3: here!
Notes:
Been planning this fic for a while and I'm so excited to finally get started on it! Also excited to be posting again!
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You tuck yourself carefully into the tiny space provided. Under coats, your back braced on gift bags, and your vacuum at your feet. It was the safest place in the apartment. No windows, no glass. The only thing that could hit you would be the metal bar holding your clothing. But, if the tornado got that close, you’d be fucked anyways.