#new verb

[bubbles-and-bat-wings]

New verb just dropped:

Trung

Use it in a sentence today!

[abigailspinach]

Babadooking

[wegtable-inactive]

goppling down soda

[accion13]

MacGyver, seria un ejemplo de como el arte logra influir en la sociedad e introducir cambios, en este caso, lingu

#NEWS: It's official MacGyver is now a verb in English according to the Oxford Dictionary

#NOTICIAS: Es oficial MacGyver es ahora un verbo en inglés según el diccionario de Oxford

#НОВОСТИ: Это официально МакГайвер теперь глагол в английском языке в соответствии с Оксфордский словарь

#NEWS: Es ist offiziell MacGyver ist jetzt ein Verb in englischer Sprache nach dem Oxford Dictionary

[accion13]

MacGyver, seria un ejemplo de como el arte logra influir en la sociedad e introducir cambios, en este caso, lingu

#NEWS: It's official MacGyver is now a verb in English according to the Oxford Dictionary

#NOTICIAS: Es oficial MacGyver es ahora un verbo en inglés según el diccionario de Oxford

#НОВОСТИ: Это официально МакГайвер теперь глагол в английском языке в соответствии с Оксфордский словарь

#NEWS: Es ist offiziell MacGyver ist jetzt ein Verb in englischer Sprache nach dem Oxford Dictionary

[forever-alone-r]

Late night tumblring ftw

[paigeofpaper]

I was writing but it's so late that I meant to write "shrugged" and instead wrote "shruggled"... 

the shruggle is real

[bloodbefxrepride]

— July 2nd

If there was one thing Sirius missed about the Capitol, it was the ease with which a person could get around. There was always a pot of black dust on a mantelpiece or an Apparition zone within reasonable walking distance, and if worst came to worst a person could hop on a broom and endure the stares of Panem's elite. Here there were only the damned trains—fast trains, mind you, but trains—and he was certain that he was going to miss the next one out.

Hair whipping his face as he sped around a corner, Sirius pushed his motorcycle onward with such viciousness that the machine roared in protest. He’d have taken to the air, but the Flying Charms were still in testing stage, and the last time had resulted in a cracked something-or-other that made his chest ache for weeks.

As he sped towards the center of the District and the train station, the streets became more and more congested; Sirius’s preferred method of swerving around obstacles at top speed was forced to give way to an infuriatingly tedious crawl. Pedestrians were getting around faster than he was.

“You know,” he drawled, not bothering to conceal the Capitol accent tinted with anger, “Fairly certain the law is on my side if I – “

But whatever undoubtedly illegal act Sirius was about to commit was put on hold. A rough twist of his hand and the engine beneath him shut off, and then Sirius was frozen, staring at headlines on a nearby newspaper kiosk that he could not believe.

Shit.