#flamingsoul

[shroudedsouls]

"I just think you broke him" the flame monster told, looking at the door.

[shroudedsouls]

Resting a hand over Grillby's heart, he looked him in the eye with a soft sentiment. ((For the touch meme))

He smiled at him, almost melting under his gaze. His soul leaned under the skin, against his hand, practically touching him. 

[shroudedsouls]

To Grillbz: ¿Hola? Habla la llama que llama ¿Me puede comunicar con la chiva que chiva?! *risas de fondo* ¡O la araña que araña! *mas risas de fondo*

"La llama que llama soy yo"Lo dijo con la voz mas seria del mundo. Y cortó

[shroudedsouls]

para grillbz: Hola?? Llamo para saber si me pueden comunicar con Eld, su apellido es Elbar.

“Sans no” Grillby con una cara absoluta de poker.

[shroudedsouls]

“You’re burning up!” ( human grillby )

“... Estoy bien” respondió el barista, resoplando. Era una mañana nublada y neblinosa y lo cierto es que se sentía horrible, pero tenía que trabajar. Sólo le faltaba que un cliente frecuente se diera cuenta de que se sentía como la mierda.

[shroudedsouls]

💺 ((Hoo boy))

Sometimes Grillby would go to the lab after closing, just to make Gaster company while he worked on his investigations. He would just... be there, reading or something, if he couldn’t talk, maybe even cooking food for him. 

This time he was reading a book, completely focused on it, as it was a suspense novel which meant that he startled, making sparks fly out his head when Gaster just sort of sat on his legs.

He gave him a lopsided smile. “Taking a break?” 

[shroudedsouls]

Unf (took me long enough to send this)

This was confusing. Grillby looked up, into the eyes of the other monster and tried not to move. He was not scared, not really, but he felt jittery.

“Gaster? what are you doing?”

[shroudedsouls]

"It's been a privilege knowing you." (Gotta get that Grillster angst am I right?)

The battle was over when he found him.

Grillby shook his head at that statement. Even if it was clear that Gaster was not okay, he didn’t want to hear that.  He held him closer against his almost too hot body, just inches away from a breakdown. 

“I am supposed to protect you” he whispered.