#Nizzle

[msfangirlgonewild]

You can’t tell me these 2 wouldn’t be Best Friends…

[crazyoffher]

THANK YOU GUYS FOR 1000+ NOTES ON THOUGHTS & PRAYERS 🎉🎉🥳🥳🎊🎊🎉🎉

love you guys sooo much 🫶

[sportsnewsblogging]

Ehud Barak: Netanyahu Has Gone off the Rails, Must Be Removed from Office

The political landscape in Israel has been tumultuous, to say the least. In recent news, former Israeli Prime Minister Ehud Barak has called for the removal of current Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu from office, citing concerns about his leadership and actions. In this article, we will delve into the reasons behind Barak’s statements, explore the current state of Israeli politics, and discuss…

[hardcore-bunny]

I buy my blunts and joints in bulk, because that's the American Dream™

costco should sell weed i want to smoke kirkland signature strain

[britishhiphop]

Slippy Skills - Curry [Video]

Kettering’s finest Slippy Skills drops the video for Curry in which he humorously expresses his love of the spicy food. Re-released on the tracks ten year anniversary. Rhymes: Slippy SkillsBeats: DJ NappaMastering: KzACamera: Jeff Paper, Nizzle Hizzle and Karolina LebekDirection and editing: Slippy Skills Slippy…

[decadentphilosophermentality]

What kind of Ram are you?

I'm an ashram

What kind of Ash are you?

I'm an ashram

She rose and gave rise to him

The root cause of all reason

Is love risen always on the rise

Beyond a shadow of a doubt

[bigguccielwopo]

Busta Rhymes removes Nizzle Man from the premises of French Montana's album release party

[theblehthatbloos]

Checked out a live for the first time and got to see a nice person also having a rough time in the dating scene. Uncanny, we really are all going though it.

[moonstruckme]

Can I just get a lil Sunday nap with Sirius? I'm so tired and I just wanna nap

Many Sundays later….(thanks for requesting <3)

Sirius Black x fem!reader ♡ 466 words

There’s something a tiny bit satisfying about a light, lazy sleep. It’s almost like you’re really just drowsing. It means you get to really enjoy how comfortable you are, all warm and snug beneath Sirius’ thick comforter, soft pillow cushioning your head and freshly washed sheets silken where they bunch between your knees. It also means that when you open your eyes just a millimeter, you get to look at your boyfriend through your lashes. 

Sirius is the sort of beautiful that will wedge itself between your ribs if you spend too long thinking about it. He’s usually so expressive with his face, so it’s a rare privilege to see it all smoothed out like this. His slight tan from the summer is already beginning to fade, and there’s a thin strand of hair sweeping down to kiss the bridge of his nose. You wonder if it tickles. The gentle dip of his cupid’s bow, his crush of dark lashes, the one tiny mole above his left eyebrow that he used to cringe when you kissed but has since become well used to. You love him so much it’s going to crush you down to powder. 

You realize he’s awake when a slow grin spreads across his face, sleepy but no less wicked for it. 

“Freak,” Sirius mumbles. “Can’t get enough of me, can you?” 

“No.” You’re too tired to deny it. Your own voice comes out croaky and lethargic. 

He groans, stretching out his arm until it’s curled around your waist, his fingers squishing your tummy. You make him do all the work but you allow yourself to be pulled across the bed until you can feel the warmth of his abdomen through your shirt. 

Sirius’ words tickle the back of your neck. “You’re supposed to be sleeping.” 

“I got distracted.” 

“Yeah?” 

He gives your hip a little tug, and this time you move for him, turning over so your nose brushes his chin. He smells nice. 

“Mhm,” you hum as he kisses between your eyebrows. You worm a hand up from between you, hooking that piece of hair you’d seen earlier on your pointer finger and moving it out of his face. Sirius watches your lazy movements with some mix of smugness and adoration, the outsides of his eyes creasing just slightly. 

“Well, enough of that.” He squeezes his arms around you, squishing you close to his front and trapping your arms against your sides. “I’m keeping you captive until you take the nap you asked for.” 

You relinquish yourself to his hold happily, angling your head to nizzle your cheek against his chest. “Oh, that’ll work. Now I’m not distracted at all.” 

“I know it will. Comfortable, my lovely pest?” 

“Very.” 

Sirius pushes his lips against the top of your head. “Good.” 

[sexhaver]

a hip, WHITE, community college professor has said "fo shizzle my nizzle" — should he be punished?

torn between parsing this as a trump tweet or reading it in the voice of an evening news announcer

[crazyoffher]

i don’t know if i’ve said this already, but thank you for 1000+ notes on ‘take your pick’ 😸😸😘 I LOVE YOU ALL

[fanartandfanfiction]

Hogwarts Legacy modern AU texting

Fig: Hello Aesop! How is it hanging?

Sharp: Excuse me?!

Fig: What’s the down low?

Sharp: Did you have a stroke?

Fig: No, I asked MC to teach me what the kids are saying these days so I can keep up. She gave me a book, it’s called “Teenage Translator: How to know what your kids are really saying.”

Fig: According to the book, you’re my home skillet, or my home boy. And MC is my shortie!

Sharp: I am begging you not to use those words.

Fig: You don’t want to be my home boy? Buzzkill. I’m being fly!

Sharp: -screenshots and sends to MC-

Sharp: Do you have any idea what you’ve done?!

MC: I see now that I’ve created a monster. Look at what he sent me.

Fig: What’s crackin?

MC: Uh what?

Fig: Just thought I’d holla at my home girl!

MC: Did you get those from the book??

Fig: Fo shizzle my nizzle.

[invisibleraven]

"Last night your feet were really cold, so I found some of your socks and put them on you." for the rarepair of your choice

So this got lost in my drafts for like two weeks... oops? Have some more I Am The Willies verse as an apology for it taking so long!

The first thing Reggie registered when he woke up was that he was warm. This was a little unusual, since the wood stove tended to die during the night and Reggie had the tendency to flick the blankets off him in his sleep.

The second thing he noticed was that he was no longer alone in his bed. This too is unusual, since Rosie likes sleeping in her dog bed and Willie prefers his ship to recharge in his natural state.

But when he turns, Willie is spooning him, all human and warm, and very naked. Which, hey, Reggie isn’t going to complain about-he’s close to naked too, preferring to sleep in his boxers. He could get used to this.

Then he wiggles his toes, and feels-socks. Glancing down he sees his feet covered in a pair of his fuzzy socks. And Willie's similarly covered-socks were a bit of a love language between them, as weird as that was.

But he had definitely not gone to bed in socks. So he nudged Willie, who blinked his eyes open, giving him that eye crinkling smile that he was infamous for. "Hey cowboy," he rasped, voice soft and rough.

"Hey spaceman," Reggie replied, his own morning worn voice crackling in the cold air. "WHen'd you come in?"

"Couldn't sleep last night, and my ship was all cold and lonely," Willie replayed. "So i wandered around a bit, came in to see if you were awake, and you looked so cozy... was it okay?"

"You can surprise cuddle me any time you want," Reggie assured him, punctuating it with a kiss. "But what's with the socks?"

"Last night your feet were really cold, so I found some of your socks and put them on you," Willie offered. "Then some for me-human feet get cold weirdly easily."

"But not the rest of you?" Reggie jokes, gesturing to the long line of bronze skin.

Willie shrugged. "You kept me plenty warm. But I also added some wood to the fire, just like you taught me."

"Well I'm happily toasty as a result," Reggie said, turning in his arms. "You warm enough?"

"I could stand to be warmer," Willie said with a grin, all cheek and twinkling eyes.

Rosie borked from her dog bed, causing them both to laugh. "You wanted a dog," Reggie said as they nizzled their noses together.

"I'll let her out and be back in a jiffy," Willie promised, leaping from the bed.

"Put on clothes!" Reggie called out. "You're not getting back in my bed freezing cold!"

"Fine," Willie grumbled, pulling on a pair of sleep pants and a shirt, then shoving his feet into boots. "Stay here and cozy, be right back."

"No plans to go anywhere else," Reggie assured him, snuggling into the blankets and beaming when Willie blew him a kiss before leaving. Sure it was maybe a little weird to be building a life with the alien who stole his cow, but Reggie had never been happier.

So he wiggled his toes in his socks once more and relaxed, letting himself doze until Willie woke him up with a cold nose and a ton of kisses.

[aggressivenesswhilecrying]

"I, littlewood of the task force, would lik to invite you to sit here on this bed...and not just you, BUT YOUR IMAGINARY FRIEND TOO!!"

Summery:

Just a rewrite of Martyn guessing tangos task I'm secret life!!

Beta and edited!! For once in my god forsaken life!!

No trigger warnings!!

(This is a fic for the @brightsideoflifeseries!!)

Martyn was certain. 100% certain, he knew tango’s task, it had been sideways glances, and watching closely. After having fallen into the dog bowl with Jimmy and pearl by his side, he started his mad dash, a laugh on his lips, and air missing from his lungs. “We've got him!!’ Jimmy says in a silly voice, looking at martyn, water dripping from his clothes as they begin to run. “This is it. Have you already guessed and failed?” he asks in Jimmy's direction. The fellow blonde nodding. “Yeah, I've already guessed and failed, gem’s already guessed, and they’ve failed!!”

The crunchy grass beneath his feet, turning into far more alive, and far more green. Pearl giggling as she runs with them out of pure wonder. “I am so curious,” she laughed out. “Oh this is so exciting!!” Martyn chuckled out, head swimming with possibilities.

The heart foundation comes into view, a large pink heart made out of cherry wood, and cherry blossom leaves. Hanging high in the skin and taking away martyn's every breath everytime he sees it. Not that he’s seen it much, as they are just now adding it. Skizz stands on a large piller up in the sky, messing around with something martyn can't exactly see from his point on the ground. “Oh skizzle, my rizzle, my dizzle nizzle-izzle man!!” Martyn calls out as he halls himself out of the river, grin large and heart steady. “Where is sir tang-of-o?” he asks, skizz slowly starting to break the blocks under his feet to go down just a little. “I actually, do not know, i do not know where he is at, are you gonna guess his task?” left over concentration from whatever he was doing up there lacing his tone still, vibrant blue eyes glancing at martyn with curiosity.

“Yess. I think I've got it in the bag.” martyn says, voice filled with smug pride and joy in a sneaky sense. Like he’s trying to hide his pride. Moving back and forth, hopping from foot to foot as he looks at skizz. “I don't know where heee” “martyn, well get him to comeback, well get him to come back, well get him to come here” skizz is interrupted by jimmy’s voice, as the fellow yellow swims over, he sounds calm, but martyn can very clearly here the excitement in his voice, if you just listen close enough.”ohhhh, you got two yellows!! Would you just look at these guys!!” Skizz laughs, looking up as Jimmy climbs out of the water. “Hey, we’re sharing information, we're on our own little yellow network!!” Martyn laughs out. A smug, and satisfied grin pulling at his lips.

“Tango?” Martyn and Jimmy say at the same time as they walk up to the blaze born, the man looking between them both, seeming slightly confused as he takes a glance at skizz. “Come take a seat, come take a seat.” jimmy starts to repeat, and it becomes more like background noise as martyn shoos tango over to the two white beds laying on the grass, besides each other, but one is moved one block higher. Martyn clears his voice, and tango raises an eyebrow at martyn, looking somewhat confused.

“I, in the littlewood of the task force,would like to invite you to sit there,” martyn grins, and tango moves without a word, setting down the torch in his hand, the small flame on the ground now, as he takes a seat on the first bed, that martyn and jimmy now stand in front of. The two yellows just slightly crouching. “Anddd, not just you to sit on that bed,” his voice is calm, but his voice rises with anticipation as he shifts back and forth on his feet, and suddenly is getting up in tangos face jabbing him in the chest with a large grin “annddd, not just you to sit on that bed..BUT YOUR IMAGINARY FRIEND THAT YOU HAVE TO PRETEND YOU HAVE FOR THE TASK THIS WEEK!!” Martyn shouts out, blood pumping and grin on his face, as tango nervously laughs in the background, making a gasping sound, bordering onto a giggle. “WAH, WOU, WHAAATT?” he says, suddenly placing down torch after touch while jumping up, moving around, and refusing to look martyn in the eyes as he nervously laughs.

“DID I GET IT?”

“DID HE GUESS IT?”

Most of it becomes background noise as tango hopes around, someone else, likely pearl, that martyn didn't hear before hand speaking up. Tango is laughing as Martyn begins to cheer, hopping all around.

“Tango. Was he right?” Jimmy asks, voice edging onto a giggle as tango sets down, yet another torch, kneeling down onto the ground to be at its level. Everyone laughing as quietly as they can. “-i should stab him right now, shouldn't i?” Tango looks at the torch, chuckling as everyone snickers above him “I'll tell you what we do, we’re gonna leave it on the downlow-” Martyn is interrupted with more giggles and snickers as tango does look away from the torch. And martyn is only picking up, maybe half of what tango is saying at this point. “-i don't know, he’s pretty tough. Can we- i don't think we can- we can take him?- I don't think we could take him..”

Martyn can’t help but double over, as him, Jimmy, Scott, and Pearl all laugh, and he can see the large silly grin on tango’s face, as the man jokingly comes running at him. “Were gonna give it a SHOOTT” he yells out, as he runs right past martyn, just barely brushing his shoulder, and martyn can feel tears in his eyes as tango slows down from his own laughing, and circles back around to the torch, nose wrinkling as he chuckles loudly, breathy, leaning forward clumsily, as he trips, landing face first into the grass right next to the torch, holding his own stomach as he rolls over onto his back, laughing, and giggling at the entire situation. And martyn can see tears in his eyes.

[crusadingspacewarrior]

Good nizzle, sleep tizzle, don't let the bedbugs bizzle.

[annonniiiiieeeee]

I was just wondering, is usagi a good singer? (Or does usagi even sing) I feel like when leo is playing the violin that usagi would sing for the children. It seems like it's a really good combination between those two. And that like usagi would sing to his children to calm them down or maybe a family member. Idk it seems like usagi would be amazing at singing lol

Okay here’s the thing. Usagi can defiantly sing. He doesn’t sing. He doesn’t think he can sing and he’s embarrassed. Leo had never heard him sing.

Until.

Usagi was trying to put Jotaro to sleep. Leo was out late. The city was under attack and Usagi had stayed home with Jotaro. It was a minor attack only the turtles were needed but Usagi was still worried for his husband and brothers-in-law. It was also the first night that he was putting Jotaro down without Leo there to play a lullaby.

Jotaro was not having it. At five months old he was still fussy about how he was put to sleep. It didn’t help that he was in a daddy phase right now. The little guy always reached for Leo. Usagi wasn’t mad or jealous. How could he be. He loved his husband and son so much and was overjoyed when the three of them were together.

But Leo wasn’t here right now.

Leo want here and Jotaro wouldn’t sleep without his lullaby. Usagi was stuck.

He paced the room rocking Jotaro in his arms. He originally had his common link in his ear to listen to the progression of the mission but after an explosion had sounded with to long of a pause before the brothers started cheering he had to take it out. He was already worried enough he didn’t need the sounds of battle rattling his nerves even more.

He had never sat a big mission out. Granted this wasn’t a ‘big’ mission. Some of Draxum’s oozesquitoes were still flying around even after all these year and had apparently mutated a bear from the local zoo. Leo and his brothers were trying to get the now enlarged and over powered animal to calm down. It was pretty standard for them all. Yet it was still unfamiliar to have to be on the sidelines. He had become a samurai to protect people.

Jotaro started fussing in his arms and he quickly moved to comfort his child. Even now he was still protecting people. He was protecting one of the two most important people in the world. His son. He just wish his husband was also in his sight.

Jotaro was still crying and it was closing in on 2 am. Usagi was tired. He knew Leo would be exhausted from his mission when he got home. He had wanted to have Jotaro asleep before Leo came home. He wanted to treat any injuries his husband might have without having to worry about their son. But Jotaro was not going to sleep without his lullaby.

Usagi didn’t know what to do. He then started humming a tune he knew by heart by now. Leo played the lullaby so much Usagi could sing it half asleep. Wait sing it! Usagi had a terrible voice but it was worth a shot. Nothing else had worked.

He started humming the notes a bit louder before transitioning to sing the words of the lullaby. He knew he mess some up and just straight up made parts up. But it didn’t matter as long as the melody was there.

Jotaro had started calming down as soon as Usagi started to sing. His voice wasn’t as even as Leo’s playing. He had to pause for breaths here and there and he wasn’t experienced in the least but Jotaro didn’t care. The tune plus the rocking was doing as it always did. It put him to sleep. Usagi was thrilled as he made his way towards the crib. He gently laid his baby boy down, kissing his forehead.

He started to pull away from his baby singing the last note of the song when two arms wrapped around his waist. A kiss was placed on the back of his neck and a voice whispered in his ear.

“I never knew you could sing like that.” Leo said as he moved to nizzle the back of Usagi’s neck. Usagi leaned back into his husband’s arms, relaxing in the warm embrace.

“And I didn’t know you were home.” He whispered back placing his hands over his husbands. “When did you get back?”

“Just in time to hear you sing.” Leo said tightening his hold on his husband’s waist. “Why haven’t you sung for me before? You have a beautiful voice.” Leo said as he started walk himself and his husband backwards toward their bed.

Usagi snorted as he let himself be dragged along. “You don’t have to lie to me I know it sounded like crap.” Usagi felt them pause in their movement backwards. Only to have Leo spin him around.

“Don’t say that. Who told you that?” Usagi could tell his husband was upset. It was very reminiscent of their younger selves though instead of Usagi reassuring Leo when he had insecurities it was Leo coming to Usagi’s defense.

Usagi shook his head in a fond way. “No one, I just know I’m not that good that’s why I don’t sing.” Leo stared at him like he had grown a second head.

“Usagi-chan you have a better voice then I do.” Leo said it so seriously. “One of the best I’ve ever heard.” Usagi rolled his eye but Leo pulled him close. “I’m serious. You have to sing for me again.”

“Not tonight.” Usagi quickly denied him. They were both exhausted. “Tonight I’m looking you over for injuries and we are going straight to bed.” Leo pouted at him and Usagi knew he could never truly deny his husband something he truly wanted. “But maybe another day you can convince me to sing to you.” Leo smiled brightly before leaning in and kissing Usagi.

“Thank you Usa-chan.”

From then one Leo could occasionally talk Usagi into sing with him when he played for Jotaro or if he was really luck he could get Usagi to sing to him when it was just the two of them. He knew Usagi was embarrassed and not fully confident in his voice but he slowly grew in confidence.

When Leo get sick Usagi will sing quitely to him as he knows it brings his husband comfort.

But the time the twins come into the picture Usagi is comfortable sing in front of Leo and Jotaro so it’s easier to sing in front of the girls.

Usagi will only sing when they are safe with in their own walls and in need of comfort. He will only do this for his husband and children. His voice gets equates to warmth and safety to the point where if he is singing Leo and the children instantly know they are safe.