#uf!grillby

[garretgentleman-art]

A long time ago, children were allowed into Grillby's and there was a children's menu. Now you can’t even order water there. - I know, what's your evil plan! You trying to gain the trust of my brother, right? NO WAY!!! - Hello, I haven’t seen you for a month. How are you? - A-aren't you angry?.. - I'm angry. At your brother. But that has nothing to do with you. Family is complicated.

[petiterazu]

Lil sm sm for the road

Got big plans for spring break people 😏hehehe

[lady-lyrjok]

Universal Truths

Evelyn learns why she developed four bonds instead of just the one. Let's talk about wants shall we?

[lailosh]

Grillby is so done with Sans 😤😤😤

[qbanalras]

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[different-wonderland-sweets]

Inter-estingly Enough (UF!Grillby x Reader)

Trigger Warnings listed in tags. Read at your own peril.

“ —and they believed it. Pays to be a goody-two-shoes, you know?“

You finish telling the story once again, but this time, it was in a closed bar. It was a classic from when you were in high school; you’ll always remember being able to punch that queerphobic bitch in her caked face and getting away with it. Not that you were entirely truthful about the incident to the school principal, but you were able to lie pretty smoothly on the spot. Grillby found it amusing, in his own internal laughter way. You could tell by the raise in flames and his clearly entertained smirk. “... And here I thought you didn’t do violence and mischief?” He asks you, his remark laced with a teasing tone. You shrug with a lopsided smile. “Nothing that anyone really knows about. After all, it could have been ANYTHING that hit her powdered cheek until it bruised! Don’t you think it’s a little unfair to blame the student whose always on their best behavior?” You give Grillby your most innocent look, but he’s clearly not buying it.

He cackles a bit to himself, starts laughing a bit louder, and then calms himself. “Didn’t think you the type to just fight people at random.” Grillby snickers. Well, “She deserved it.” You flat-out told him. Grillby gives you a more interested look. “What makes you say that?” Grillby questions you, clearly more invested in your high school life than you were at the time. “Ugh, I just got sick of hearing her talk. She’d get pissed off about one thing or another and she’d always bring the conversation around to gender, and how you were either female or male. I told her you could be born intersex. She didn’t believe me. The teacher couldn’t confirm, since gender wasn’t listed to teachers, and I didn’t care enough to bring my parents into this. She got frustrated with me. Gave me a hard time in class, gossiped about me to the point where everyone knew she was lying because she hated me, and she even managed to snag me some new friends because of it! There were a lot of kids who hated her guts, but we couldn’t do anything without the teachers somehow getting involved, so we never resolved anything. I’ll tell you what, her queerphobia and general bitchiness really got me out of a few jams.” You casually lay out your high school life story.

Grillby is completely still (minus his flames) for a few moments. Then a minute. His face had fallen flat, and he’s staring at you. “...Intersex...?” He asks. You nod, a bit nervously. Why was he being so awkward about it?! Did he also hate LGBTQ+??? You try to think back for any sign you missed that he wasn’t cool with that sort of thing, but then he grabs your shoulder from over the bar. “Hey, stop with the silent panic.” Grillby deadpanned. You refocus. Were you being obvious? “Oh, don’t look so surprised. It was written all over your face. You’re rather open with your feelings, which surprises on how you’ve made it as far as you have.” Grillby straightens his bowtie. He walks around the bar and grabs a seat next to you. He sits straight; confidently and ever sure of himself.

“Listen, you don’t have to explain yourself to me, alright? You don’t have to explain yourself to anyone, alright? Not to that high school bitch, not that Sans, not to the former Canine Unit, and not to me. You keep being you, okay?” Grillby tells you. You look in eyes, unsure of whether you could tell him how you sometimes feel cursed to have this body. His eyes harden into a more anger glare. “Answer me. You’re going to love yourself fully, alright?” He commands. “Alright.” You answer, still a little unsure. Grillby senses it and growls. He looks around the bar a bit, and sees how closed the blinds to the bar is. He then grabs and pulls you onto his lap, wrapping his arms tightly around you. You breathe just a bit. You were nervous as hell just from being this close in proximity to him. Grillby’s flames curl harmlessly against you, caressing your flesh warmly as he held you.

“You’re going to learn to love yourself, even if I have to stay here all week, human. Don’t test my resilience.” Grillby warns you, taking his arms out of the sleeves of his coat to wrap the coat arms around you and him. He ties it into a bow. Well, you were going to make the most of this situation, even if you were insanely nervous. If he was willing to be this forward in private, then it’s got to be some sort of sign, right? You press your body back against his. He’s stiffed up, but then he’s gone and leaned back to be more of a lounging chair. Well, if he’s offering you all week to embrace him, how could you refuse him?

END.

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Bonus:

“Wait, what’s intersex? Is that how you call yourself a freak in bed? I think I might be intersex, too, then.”

*Pulls up Powerpoint presentation* “Ok, so if you’ll kindly turn your attention to these charts—”

[shenzcorner]

Oh would you look at that. Our fire boys are here~

I personally see US!Grillby (Swirlby) as a soft gentle boy with a sweet tooth. Don’t be fooled tho becuase he is quite cheeky. The 'parents will be happy if you bring him home’ type.

UF!Grillby (Chillby) is a Flirt. A big ol flirty rough bad boy but a big ol softie on the inside. The type parents warn you against and won’t be happy when you bring him around the first couple of times.

And then there’s the OG Grillby~ He’s an absolute gentleman, he’s pure Husbando material. The type of guy your parents want you to bring home.

[me-and-my-gaster]

Underfell Grillby (Vio) for MessedUpEssy

A very angry fiery boy for the ever fantastic @messedupessy! I gotta admit that the green-purple flame in his design is my favorite. Also, the glasses.

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