#gaaawwdd

[noctilu-uca]

Im bored so heres my ranking of can i win a fight against the hypmics

1/10 - easy win. Didnt stand a chance. 5/10 - is an equal footing. 10/10 - im getting my shit FOLDED.

Im not a very strong person, i think, but i also tend to push my friends around as jokes and they end up flying or hurt so i dont know my own strength apparently. List under cut.

Ichiro - no. - 9/10 im not an evil person so i think he would hesitate in the beginning but then realize whatever i did probably deserves a beating

Jiro - maybe. - 5/10 i could outsmart him but also hes really strong and wild so theres no telling

Saburo - yes. - 3/10 i dont think hes very strong, but hes really smart so it might take a second

Samatoki - NO. - 10/10 im getting rocked

Jyuto - no. - 9/10 hes really strong but has a bit more restraint than sama

Rio- FUCK NO !! - 10/10 THERES NO WAY.

Ramuda - no. - 6/10 i dont think hes very strong physically either but hes really scary

Gentaro - yes. - 2/10 he is a writer do you gen think he has any strength

Dice - no. - 10/10 he plays dirty.

Jakurai - nope. - 8/10 he would question it a lot. Like a lot. But ultimately beat my ass. I would thank him for the hesitation though

Hifumi - YES LMFAOOO - 1/10 i am afab.

Doppo - no ? - 5/10 debatable really i think we would both get really pressed but then realize we both arent that strong physically

Kuko- hell no. - 10/10 he also plays dirty.

Jyushi - yeah - 1/10 not a single fighting bone in his body but kuko or hitoya might swoop in and beat me

Hitoya - no. - 8/10 he would rock my shit especially if i mess up his hair which ultimately will happen

Sasara - NO !! - 10/10 oh god i dont wanna think about it

Rosho - no. Not at all. - 9/10 hes SCARY theres genuinely no way im ever getting a hit on this man. Only reason its not a 10 is bc i wouldnt purposefully fuck with his students

Rei - nuh uh. - 10/10 i would punch him in his chest and his tits would be so solid it bounces back onto me and i break my hand. Then he would proceed to beat my ass.

Ok thats it uhhh yeah

[funkbun]

some people on this fuckin website

[wabunguss]

THE LORE DROP IN THE TAGS IS CRAZY?!!!

here my little contribution to the ampora art !!!

Ampora doodles I hate them so much

[unhonestlymirror]

Oh, I love it when people who call themselves "Belarusian" can't even spell their own country's cities properly.

*with that meme voice* OH MY GAAAWWDD WHAT IS THAT :O :O

Now, there are actually several ways to write Polatsk correctly (and Polotsk is NOT one of them):

1. Połack - in łacinka, Belaruthian Latin form. Not very suitable for passports or basic keyboards, but this is the official name for Polatsk you can find in Belaruthian newspapers like Naša Niva.

N.B. Some people don't like using the hard L letter [ł] so they write Polack instead, and just write [li] to highlight the soft L sound, e.g., "kaliandar" - calendar.

2. Polatsak (Połacak) - this is how they used to call Polatsk in taraškievica spelling system (more traditional), before the narkamaŭka spelling system.

"In August 1933, the chairman of the Soviet People's Committee of the BSSR, Galadzed, signed a decree on changes, simplification and actual approximation of the spelling of the Belarusian language to the russian one. At the time of this Bolshevik "reform", most of the leading Belarusian linguists were already in prisons and exiles. By the moment when they are all shot in 1937, the new simplified and close to russian spelling system was already completely prevailed in the BSSR." (c) Radyjo Svaboda about narkamaŭka.

I should add that both taraškevica and narkamaŭka are quite widely used because some people prefer traditional spelling more and some people (my mom) don't like too many letters in one word. If you're studying Belaruthian, it's up to you which system to use, and using narkamaŭka doesn't make you a bad person.

Nevertheless, if you want to be more historically accurate, you better call Polatsk "Polatsak/Połacak".

"Polotsk" is a RUSSIFIED VERSION, and it is as much correct to use as "Kievan Rus" and "Byelorussia". You're not a russian chekist time travelling to our days from 1940s, aren't you?

[sosoribro]

IM GONNA SHIT MYSELF 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱 *vine boom* *vine boom* *ohhh ma gaaawwdd sound affect*

skill issue

[nthnox]

8 YEAR HE HAS BEEN THERE FOR 8 YEARS????? OH MY GOD GLENNN HOLY SHIT

DNDADDIES EP 48

GLEENNNN?????? NICK?!!?!,!?!HELEOOOO???? WHAT GONNA HAPPEN FUUUCCKKK

[pr41sethemoon]

Catnip? GAAAWWDD 💀💀💀

[reamed]

NO FUCKING WAY! I missed the reveal of your hair! You look ABSOLUTELY gorgeous! My gaaawwdd!! Your hair is looking fantastic!

YAA!!! Ur so sweet omg thank u <3 <3 <3

[somestardeww]

oooooooh my gaaawwdd

[spider-bih]

you cant make me read it kaylee

you can't

[nebulaegalaxy]

So on my personal discord server, I was using this bot and i got a fukkin atla gif hnnnn AND IT’S A GOOD ONE TOO

THIS IS SO GOODD AAGGHDGHK

[incorrect-jatp-quotes]

Alex getting more comfortable with himself and wearing a pink crop top

OOHHHHH MYYYYY GAAAWWDD 

yesYeSYESyeSyesYESYESyesYeS

let my baby shiiiiiine

[grandlightcandy]

The TIDDIES OH MY GAAAWWDD

I don’t know what to say anymore about these men.

[pr41sethemoon]

Fawwk now I have to re-activate my damn Instagram GAAAWWDD

[electricsockhead]

OH MY GAAAWWWDDDD!!!!! “THIS IS PLATONIC” AND “ShEs MaRiEd” IS EVERYTHING!!!! AAAAAH!!!!!

Ok, for the road trip fic: Spencer and Derek secretly hold hands, and Emily notices, and gives then knowing smiles, and they publish, and let go of each other’s hands, because they’re “jUsT fRiEnDs” and then THEY notice Em & Jayje being all puppy eyes and flirting, so they smile at Emily and she’s just like “sHe’S sTrAiGhT!1!1!” UGH!!! I JUST LOVED THE ROADTRIP CONSEPT!!!-your new 🍒 anon (you probs know who I am, but I wanna be an anon 😇)

I have no clue who you are, I’m dumb 😔 but your my first regular anon!! This idea is chefs kiss! I just imagine Spencer and Derek cuddling and Emily just giggling next to them and Spencer is beat red and all like “THIS IS PLATONIC” then cut to 10 minutes later they look over to see Emily holding JJ’s hand. Emily’s like “ShEs mArRIEd” Penelope is dying from laughter meanwhile Hotch and Rossi are jamming out to the Beatles in the front.

[alaricstories]

Kisses in the night rain ft. Todoroki, Bakugou

Request from my best friend on text message (yes, I’m out of ideas for the day): You had just had a beautiful date with your boyfriend, but something was on your mind, he noticed it. As he asked you what it is, you rush out of the cafe in the night rain. You could feel the fear and pain just rushing through your body all at once. The fear of him hurting himself struck you the night before, his hero work. What if you never got to see him come home again? He runs after you. How will he comfort you?

OH MAH GAAAWWDD I LOVE THIS!!! Thank you bestie :D

TODOROKI SHOUTO

(Nooo-)

In the rain, Shouto's hair becomes one with his face, wetly draped over the bone structure that drives you crazy. His expression is serious. 

I wonder if he knows how crazy that makes you, how it makes you want to feel every inch of his skin.

At this moment, here at the busy intersection, cars rushing past with wipers in full swing, you can. You pull his hand to lead him and move in front, toe to toe.

He locks his eyes with you in that way he does when he's so much in love that everything else doesn't matter, you kiss.

The passersby melt away, the traffic also, and the moment is yours. For the kiss, it's as if you've been transported somewhere heavenly-

-and perhaps if it weren't for the cold New York weather, You might believe you were with the sun.

You bit your lip, eyes everywhere but on Todoroki. 

Then he moves closer with those eyes that look so deeply into your own, "Hey, it's me."

Your breathing becomes softer, the pensive look melting into a smile as soft as the morning light. Your body squirms just a little as your muscles relax.

There is something about that gaze of his you'll never find in another man. As if at that moment, your souls have made a bridge.

"Don't hold back." He cups your cheeks with his hands and lays your head on his chest. "I won't leave."

Just like that, the tears burst forth like water from a dam, spilling down your face. You feel the muscles of your chin tremble like a small child.

Even tho they aren't so visible in the rain, they're not invisible either.

I look up at him as he kisses your forehead. There is static in your head once more, the side effect of this constant fear, constant stress you live with.

He smiles and protectively hugs your body. "Promise."

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

(This hurt my soul-)

The rain hammers down as if it means to beat the entire city into the sidewalk.

People pass in frenetic chaos, everyone single-minded for their destination - all except two people who have let their umbrella's fall to the wet street and be blown by the wind.

They are bound in a kiss that is so tender the world should stop on its axis and take note of their love. Then they walk and in hand, the droplets beading their hair.

Those two people aren't you and your boyfriend. Not now.

You can't kiss him right now without imagining his body on the floor, bloody, wet, deadly. No life, no hugs when he comes back home, because he never came. 

These thoughts go through your brain over and over. Until, in the end, you left your date rushing out. You can't handle the fear of losing the man you love.

You scream at him which, leads to him screaming: back at you. You don't understand how he can be so calm about being a hero at work. Without fear, or that's what you thought.

He's also scared, like right now. His date rushed out of the cafe, him right behind. What the hell?!

Your eyes drip with tears. Your walls, the walls that hold you up, make you strong, It collapses. Moment by moment, they fall.

Salty drops fall from your chin, drenching your shirt. Perhaps these tears will help wash the blood out. You press your head against the street wall.

Baby blue, so innocent. You are anything but innocent, the screaming, the big words that fall out of your mouth, the cursing; you're not innocent.

You're trembling. You can't stop. Even as you press your hand against the wall, it shakes it trembles.

It's raw, everything.

Raw tears. Raw emotions. You can't stop. You can't stop! Why can you not stop crying?

"Hey! Look at me!" He grabs your face, the fear in his eyes deepens as he looks at your trembling body. "Why? Why didn't you tell me if you have kept it inside for so long, idiot!? Stupid!" You just cry.

Grabbing on to him, clinging for your life. Yeah? Why didn't you tell him? That's what others would do, right.

You fall onto the ground in his arms. He grabs your head in protection, as to what the hell is going on?! What are you so scared of, him?! No, he understands. Just not in actions.

"I'm right here! I'm not leaving you, dumbass!"