anyone who has spent five seconds around me ever:
yes, you love Ouma, we know, you love Ouma Kokichi so much, he's the light of your life, you love him so much, you just love Ouma, we KNOW, you love Ouma you fucking love Ouma ok we know, we get it, YOU LOVE OUMA. WE GET IT.
Your feet push into the soft ground, making your body move forward.
“Until the milestone, girls!” Someone already catches up to you, which you can’t make up for anymore by quickening your pace. You stay behind, with burning lungs, exhaustion cutting through your legs - it’s only been mere seconds and you’re already giving up physically.
The only thing that keeps you going is the fact that everyone else is still far behind you, huffing just as loudly as you - everyone except for one person. This loss gets you furious, despite him having to be in front.
He just wants to bring you down.
“Faster, number two!” Hoseok shouts, turning around at a steady pace, simply to give you an unsatisfied glare. Not even running backwards holds him back from creating a bigger distance between you two.
I know you asked for this a million years ago, and someone more skilled probably did a much better job than I did. But I wanted to do this as a quick exercise for fun. Anyways, hope you like it.
tbh I don’t think ANYONE did this still. this is great!!
Oooooooo jealous tracer! Because she doesn't seem the type to get jealous so she just tries to play it off like it's nothing but she's soooooo jealous :D
Jealous Tracer means everything to me :p
No. Tracer does not get jealous! Absolutely not! Then why did they hate it when someone, who was probably a lot better, was growing close with you? Were you going to leave her? You wouldn’t do that, would you?
But she didn’t want to look like a crazy stalker girlfriend. She didn’t like the way it felt, too.
But she couldn’t help but feel jealous when someone tried to flirt with you. You wouldn’t realize it, though, when someone would flirt with you.
She trusts you completely, though. She just doesn’t trust the others.
She could lose you so easily and she doesn’t want that. She’s planning on dating you for a while, maybe for a long while.
So with that lovely final installment of such a wonderful game that totally didn’t leave everyone with more questions than answers, I have a theory on why Nathan tried to steal the Tobanga! Apparently we’ll never know the real/canon reason, but I had somewhat of an epiphany recently that I want to share:
(Sorry, under a read more because it ended up being longer than I expected, but there is a tl;dr at the end)
jackcrutchie nonsense where Jack is afraid of thunderstorms based around that post I made because I clearly am in too deep with this ship (also I’m like 95% sure I saw someone else do this too so wow I’m sorry you probably did it better than me)
up with something wonderful called Shiptale (or undership). It’s a place where
all ship children from the different Undertale AU’s get to hang out. One
suggestion was that there would be a school where they all go and that the
creators of the characters are their teachers. I absolutely love the idea of
everyone’s OC’s hanging out together so here’s my first interpretation of it,
featuring @m4dh4ttey266‘s US!PapXUF!Pap
child Cajunand my GrillbyXMuffet child Maisie
grateful for the free period between monster history and multiverse theory, it
meant she could go outside for what her friends jokingly called ‘her smoking break’.
Maisie didn’t smoke of course, she just liked to let her fire burn freely for a
while. It didn’t take her a lot of effort to keep the swirling flames she had
for hair to subdued pigtails, but if she did it all day long it did give her a
slight headache. So she really enjoyed taking some time to sit outside and let
her purple sparks fly upwards. She usually sat on a bench by the gym building,
overlooking the sports field and opposite the primary school building.
she was doing that afternoon when she saw a tall skeleton climb out of an upstairs
“What on earth…” Maisie muttered and she watched
with great interest how the skeleton jumped to the next windowsill, judged the
distance to the ground and jumped.