#nomsayin?

[postdespair]

i hate when people use guides in their stardew videos… Be yoself be your own person nomsayin…

[sluttynurse]

To be honest the world could do with more murdered white girls because that significantly reduces the future Karen population. Like if we can't spay them like the sluts they are, at least let's thin out the population a bit nomsayin'?

are you doing ok, edgelord?

[cardiac-agreste]

Let's be real Kagami was also studying girls, nomsayin?

while you were studying girls i was kissing the blade

[kushblazer666]

Gangbanging in media land

The New Republic busts a cap in the New York Times' backside for ho-ing out on Iraq.

By Jake Tapper Published February 1, 2003

"This is whack, yo," said Peter ("P Biddy") Beinart, the much-feared editor of TNR, as he slammed that morning's New York Times down onto his desk. "Whack."

"True dat," affirmed executive editor "Snoop-Kitty" Orr, kickin' it old school in DuPont Circle, iced skim venti latte in hand. "Collinsio been acting jainky. One day it's all 'Inspectors, U.N., disarmament,' then she busts a C.K. and disarmament is just an option. Dizaam!"

From the corner boomed the voice of literary editor L.W. Cool-L, former mix-master of J.W.A., his lovely young bride on his lap, a draft of "Kaddish II: This Time It's Personal" by his side.

"How you wanna carry it, nomsayin'?" he asked. "I mean, what's with these homies dissin' my Perle? Why do the Old Gray Lady gotta front?"

"Bee-hatch," sneered Snoop-Kitty.

From the doorway strode the impressive silhouette of senior editor Li'l Cottle in full bling-bling.

"What up, shortie?" asked Snoop-Kitty, her beehatch.

But Li'l Cottle was serious serious. "Bust an Op-Ed in its ass, yo."

A few hundy miles north, on 43rd Street, New York Times executive editor Purple Raines was rappin' with Collinsio, editor of the editorial page.

"How do you spell 'Hans Blix'?" a copy editor inquired of Raines.

"H to the izz-O," Raines began. But before he could finish, managing editor Gerald Boyeeeeeed ran breathlessly to his side, memos a-flyin' from his pockets.

"Holla at me," Raines instructed.

Boyeeeeeed presented his boss with a faxed copy of the new TNR. "Wishin' that they could be us so all they do is hate," he mumbled under his breath. "But the truth is they don't even come close to our rate base."

Raines mumbled something about TNR owner Marty "Master" P. Collinsio thought she heard something about "the softest, fakest wannabe gangsta in Bethedsa."

"Don't be sweatin' that," Collinsio, ever the voice of reason, implored. "They're playa-hatas. It's infra dig, beneath us, yo."

"Fasheezy, but those D.C. bamas..." Raines' eyes turned Benzo-red as he continued to read the editorial. "'Disarmament has been reduced to a mere preference to be undertaken only if or when international opinion embraces it'? Fuck that sheeyt!"

Raines was livid. "Respect the architect or get broken," he said. Boyeeeeeed trembled and went to go write another memo.

The TNR crew had been known for drive-bys for years. Franzen, Moody, whatever young nizza was livin' lizzarge, L.W. Cool-L and his posse would sidewhow in their P-ride and turn the Charlie Rose green room into a killin' field.

But this was something else. No one has been able to talk reason to either crew, even as circulation numbers for both crews went through the roof.

Grann, Weisberg, Rosen -- all the usual emissaries with expertise in calming Northwest/West Side shoot-outs have lately found themselves shooting blanks. (Matters have not been helped by the controversial "Bones, Thugs & Sullivan," once affiliated with both crews until Raines and he got in each other's dental work. He was savage agitatin'.)

In any case, that brings us to today, where editorials are flying and all sorts of innocents are being caught in the crossfire. Perhaps the sentiments of those of us who love both crews was summed up best in a chat room devoted to the feud. "Isn't it time we learned?" wrote someone called wolfsman. "WE'RE ALL IN THE SAME GANG!"

Word.

[diabolikangel158]

Are you back up to answering asks like you used to? Would you be open to answering questions about the Hazbin Hotel characters?

I'm really just writing for fun. I like escaping reality in multiple ways, and writing feel like I'm really "there" if that makes sense. You guys can ask things and maybe I'll use it as inspo and credit the ask, but I probs won't be doing formal headcannons like I did with diabolik lovers, nomsayin?

[chep-sinclair]

Conquering Arachnophobia: The Story of Doug Beefmuscle

"Yo' dawg, f'real, I used to be MAD scared of spiders. Bro, I'm not even kidding! Them shits wasn't cool with me. Ya' feel me?" I did "feel" him, which is exactly why I just had to use my experience as a therapist to help this poor man. After providing counseling for several months, I noticed a substantial boost in Doug's confidence and his emotional maturity was on a steady incline. He doesn't squirm when I present him with pictures of spiders anymore. I'm really very proud. Doug would later say: "A'ight dude, so like, the thing is about spiders n' shit is that they way more scurred of you than you are of them. Nomsayin'? So, like, it ain't even a big deal, bro. Me and spiders are homies now, feel me?" And as before, I did indeed "feel" him. Doug passed away in May of 1976, just a few months after our last session, from multiple spider bites to the face and genitals. He was 69 years old. Nice.

[cardiac-agreste]

Apparently we're spreading boopually transmitted diseases again. I wore my finger down to the nub last time, nomsayin ~_O

Reblog this and I will give you five boops bc I'm a boopslut.

I am so confident this will get very few rb's

[attackofthetom]

Y’all realize Thrawn is just a Space Drow, right?

Everything was a dark elf in the nineties.

[johndojae]

Hold on I'm not done. Then Jaehyun knocks on the car window. He's late because he was out getting you coffee. He piles into the backseat and hits the recline on your seat so he can steal you from Doyoung. He slaps off the smooth jazz Doyoung had going on Spotify (he was trying to set a MOOD) and turns on some vintage hip-hop before he shoves the croissant he bought for you into your mouth.

WAHT THE FUCK WAHT THE UFCK WHAT THT EUFKC WHAT TUHE FUCK WAH THTE FUCKKDFGUDFGJDKISJUHJFGIDKSIUBGJIVSIDUHJV WAHT HTH EUFVKDCKFDK SHUT TUP LEAVE ME ALONE IM LITELRLAY BUSTING A FUCKIGN LUNG I DONT READ X READERS AND SHIT BUT LIEK YALL RELALY PLAYING GAMES IM LTIELRALY BUSTING A LUNGGNGNGNGNGN SHUT UPPP THIS …. IS … SO……………………………….. THIS IS LITERATURE THAT TOUCHES YOUR HEART IM LITERLALY SCREAMING SHUT UO!!O!O!PP!!

[dojaeyong-moved]

OOF... JAEWOO

[touchupstudios]

Sometimes sugar kills adventurers.

[kawaiinola]

When your events are so much fun that they spill out on to the rest of Magazine Street. 💘🍜 #Repost @nomiyaramen ・・・ @kawaiinola, so much #kawaii under one roof @nomiyaramen today! 😍💗 #pokemonday . . . #🍜 #🍥 #foodporn #foodstagram #cutethings #magazinestreet #japanesefood #nomnomnom #nomiyaramen #nomsayin #nolaeats #ramen #nolafoodie #nola

[fotophog-blog]

[eilowyn]

i totally went all out and bought myself gifts, like.. let’s see

steven universe / undertale concept art books, and i’m definitely going to buy some shirts from both fandoms since I NEED MORE FANDOM CLOTHING... all i have is a rainbow dash / daring do shirt

[omar-dogan]

( Original : Sold! ) A girlbot just gotta feel clean, nomsayin? #battleangelalita #gally taking a little chemical bath with only the finest engine cleaner , because she's worth it. #bubblebathday. Maybe I have to do a sombra bubble bath too. https://www.instagram.com/p/BsZ4vaPgQWS/?igshid=9968lkqtz3ht

[herdarksideee]

I'm that type of date who will choose to wear a fucking sweatpants over fancy dress. 'Nomsayin hahahaha lol but seriously sorry for the future jowa I'm not kikay!!! :(