* i just got on this planet and already i’m so confused…
* guess i’m chocolate for the party.
*Take a cinnaminute and catch your breath.
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* i just got on this planet and already i’m so confused…
* guess i’m chocolate for the party.
*Take a cinnaminute and catch your breath.
* I’LL MAKE SURE IT’S THE BEST DAY EVER!!
* I EVEN MADE HIM THIS!!
*Y-you’re too fucking cute!
*Heh, it’s Valentines Day, huh? I don’t have a babe or anything, but I know someone who does.
*So Blueberry, I hope you and your boyfriend have a real good Valentines Day.
♥So I made an Underfell Sans blog yesterday, and I’m looking through the Underfell tag... and all people seem to ship him with are Papyrus and Frisk!? Like??????? I????????♥
♥Anyways that was a mini-rant that’s about as mean as I can make myself, have a fantastic day and a wonderful weekend!!♥
Sans blinked at what the other said. Well, he also spent some time with Grillby, he could consider a good friend because he had always heard him. Grillby was a great monster.
* oh, really? what a good times. hey, do you still drink ketchup?
*Trust me, my Underground is swarming with these things around here too. I keep getting kiddos screeching at me that ‘smoking is bad for you’ and that I ‘shouldn’t drink’ and it gets real old, real fast.
ᒥ ~💔~ ᒧ He yawned softly, unsure of what to do in the crowd of children, but eventually settled up at the bar with his companion. Did he still drink ketchup? Of course! How could he not?
*heheh, yeah, I still drink ketchup. I may be an amalgamate, but deep down, I’m still a sans.
Sans went on his way beside him, going to the Grillby’s. The place used to be quiet, less for children running and… Papyrus, his brother was an outrageous at times.
* oh yes, here grillby put the deluxe milkshake too. it’s the only way to get him to stay into the local.
*As much as the milkshakes are actually pretty good, it c|omes at a cost...
ᒥ ~💔~ ᒧ The tall skeleton grimaced, sure enough, the grill was swarming with children. He had never been fond of kids, they always wanted to touch his ribcage and his spinal cord because skeleton monsters in Snowdin were practically unheard of before he and Papyrus came along.
*I remember when I used to be able to sit in Grillby’s and just have a drink without my coat getting yanked on by a bunch of little rowdy ankle biters. Good times.
*Blueberry huh? That’s what you’re going by now? Well, that’s fine, but if he ever hurts you, he’ll be in for a bad time.
♦I’m very sorry I’ve been slow/inactive, my parents are up visiting for a week starting today and I was prepping the house for them. They’re back now, and I should be on a little bit more, so I’ll get to replies later once I’ve caught up on everything I’m doing with Tibia♦
♥Have a great day!!♥
Yesterday was super lousy for me, so obviously the best way to stress relieve was to draw Pap in different outfits for the rest of the day.
We all like to imagine him being cute and stylish if he wore normal clothes, but I think realistically, he would probably have a closet full of nothing but Ed Hardy and random metal band t-shirts that he thought looked cool. :B
*Not like this...
* heh, that’s true, let’s go to grillby’s.
After this long conversation with the other skeleton, he decided to walk to the bar where he always went, next to his new companion.
*Holy shit... the last time I actually ate at Grillby’s feels like a decade ago! I’m normally just there doing comedy shows now.
ᒥ ~💔~ ᒧ He smiled, walking down the familiar terrain with a bit of bounce in his step. He took out a half-done cigarette, lighting it back up and taking a drag from it. He felt normal again now, and heaved a small sigh of relief.
*Anything new on the menu, here? Grillbs just added these deluxe milkshakes in my Underground that even brought Papyrus in of his own free will. Who would’ve guessed the kid was crazy for mint?
♦I’m resting somewhere between two and three active Rps on this blog right now, so I feel like I can handle putting out a starter call! If anyone wants a dumb starter from a dumb amalgamate, leave a like on this post!♦
♥Have a wonderful and amazing day!♥
*So what's your fucking deal, kiddo? Why are you dressed like that?
A loud gasp came from the small skeleton. How rude of them! He completely dismissed the question upon his attire, pointing his finger at the taller being with the same manner as a mother would have,
* THAT IS INCREDIBLY RUDE!! FOR SHAME!
* YOU BEST WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE! WHAT IF A CHILD WAS HERE?
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Ah so he wasn’t effected by whatever this is. He was trying his best to understand, he really is. Though it still had him curious on what they may be like in their universe.
Their expression however, followed by his question, did catch the small skeleton off-guard. He felt very bashful about telling him the honest truth. Felt as if he should know what it is, yet he was completely clueless of it. Looking aside, Sans lightly fiddled with his own scarf. Silent for a while until he spoke up,
* OF COURSE I–….
* DON’T…KNOW WHAT THAT IS. SORRY.
*That’s okay, kiddo. Most people don’t know what those are… most people have never seen one before. C’mon, sit down.
ᒥ ~💔~ ᒧ Serif couldn’t help but say he was a little nervous. Every time he explain what an amalgamate was, he got a different response. He was almost sick of the monsters that turned their noses up to him just for this. It wasn’t like he was given a choice, so why did people look at him differently when he admits he’s a fusion of two monster souls? It always struck him as... odd.
*Amalgamates defined means to combine to form one unit. I’m not just Sans, I’m two different monster souls, fused together in one body; sans serif, and Gaster Serif. They’re two brothers that would no longer be alive otherwise. And when they fused together, I was the result, an amalgamation of their cowardice.
♦So I’ve officially been asked what I should be called.. because I didn’t pin a mun name to this blog
You guys can call me Brook, Brookeh, Brooklyn, or if you aren’t comfortable using real names, you can also call me Tibia (because I’m goingtibiabadtime’s mun), if you guys want♦ ♥Have a fantastic evening♥
*So what's your fucking deal, kiddo? Why are you dressed like that?
A loud gasp came from the small skeleton. How rude of them! He completely dismissed the question upon his attire, pointing his finger at the taller being with the same manner as a mother would have,
* THAT IS INCREDIBLY RUDE!! FOR SHAME!
* YOU BEST WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE! WHAT IF A CHILD WAS HERE?
Hearing his comment only had Sans blush and grin a little more. It’s always so nice to think someone else agrees on just how awesome he is as well! Obviously he receives most of that attention from his brother. And in truth, Sans had always thought of his brother to be incredibly cool as well.
* IS YOUR PAPYRUS ANY DIFFERENT TOO?
* I MEAN–IF YOU USED TO BE MY HEIGHT
* THEN PAPYRUS MUST BE EVEN TALLER THAN EVER!
How did they even live in their little home if that was the case? What a silly imagery! Papyrus must’ve leaned over so many times. He hoped the poor guy doesn’t his his skull too often.
*My Pap? He’s the same height as all of ‘em; 6′3″. I just reformed as a 6′ skeleton.
ᒥ ~💔~ ᒧ So there was one thing that this swap Sans hadn’t exactly absorbed; that Serif wasn’t just one soul, or a normal Sans for that matter. As much as Serif is sure Papyrus kept it from Sans for the same reason Serif kept it from his own Papyrus, he felt that if the kid was seeing him in person, he at least deserved to know that much.
*You know what an amalgamate is, right kiddo?
* good to know that you like ketchup fries, i love them too. and i see, welp here there’s nothing in particular.
*That’s not really true-- I mean, you aren’t fused with Gaster so that’s definitely something different from my timeline. That already made this trip worth it. But man, I could just destroy some ketchup fries right about now.
“I use to be too but you really can’t be like that when you’re trying to hold the peace.” Frisk explained with a soft chuckle. “She sounds adorable though. Maybe one day us Frisk’s can meet yeah? I think having confidence in who you are though makes you a stronger person. I’ve never felt more able to take on the world as I do now. And don’t worry about Paps. He’s grown into a fine warrior on his own. Even up there with Undyne. He’s still the silly spaghetti loving guy we know and love though.” Frisk hummed and looked up towards the sky with a giggle.
“Sans also is his backup but shh, it’s a secret. You tend to like to stay out of the limelight even after all these years. So really there’s nothing to worry about. We’re all pretty much safe with Sansy keeping an eye on us in the background.”
“Sounds like you don’t like yourself.” Frisk perked a brow at the way he spoke of himself. “You’re not a freak. At least not to me.” She lightly nudged his shoulder. “C’mon don’t talk like that. To be honest you’re the coolest skeleton I’ve seen in awhile from another dimension. Well second coolest to Papap.” She teased.
That’s the thing-- I think she is confident. She’s confident being small and sweet, she just goes around hugging every monster she comes across and giving them tiny little motivational speeches. If she’s too afraid to talk, she signs it out or writes it down. And-- uhh, you can’t really stop me from worry about my little brother-- in my Underground he’s the only family I’ve got left.
ᒥ ~♥~ ᒧ He stretched out his spine before taking another puff. He had been leaning against this wall long enough to get a bit of a backache. With a small flick of his wrist he knocked the ashes off the tip of the cigarette, and back into his mouth it went for a few brief moments. Serif eventually looked up, to the crystals in the ceiling of the Underground cave when he spoke again;
*That’s even weirder to think about; I actually made it pretty big as a comedian in my Underground, and word of my shows spread to the Overground as well. Maybe it’s the body, but I got over most of the anxiety Sans used to have. Being tall and not box shaped does wonders for a man.
*Hey though, that doesn’t mean I like myself or anything. You don’t fucking get, being an amalgamate automatically makes you a freak, even if you think I’m ‘cool’, I’m still a mutated freak.