#cheekd

[kewwie-pie]

(WIP)

oh man i sure hope tumblr isnt weird about nudity or else i'll have to make ANOTHER twitter acc to share this,,,,

[lixern]

soft sex w jing yuan when ur upset and he just puts you on the bed taking his time kissing and worshipping you till your tired of all the foreplay and wish to move on and then he starts fucking you with his fingers while holding you close to him then after that.. he doesnt wanna overstimulate u unless u want it so he pulls out when ur about to cum but tells u beforehand that he wants u to cum on his cock so u dont get mad... and then he puts it in at the pace you want him to go and all the while hes worshipping you and wiping all your tears away caressing ur tear stained cheekd from earlier and u cry from how affectionate he is whispering things like "shh, shh, let it all out my love.." while thrusting his hips slowly in and out cuz tonight is all ab u :((

first smut thought.. uhm i wrote smuts before this btw i just never posted them

lmk if u want me to post them!! cuz the last one i wrote was blade putting u on full nelson while jing yuan eats u out

[sluttylittleslashers]

THOMAS ALL DOUBLE CHEEKD UP AND FOR WHAT

[dranna]

Aziraphale's Return

AO3 / Commissions / Links /

Warnings: angst then eventullay fluff, hurt/comfort, happy end

Summary: Aziraphale leaves with the Metatron, but can't get Crowley's words out of his head. Before they reach heaven, he realises the mistake he's made and returns back to earth, in an attempt to make things right.

Tags my beloveds: @giosnape (let me know if you would like to be tagged)

a/n: It was inspired by the song "Poor Jack" from Nightmare before Christmas: “What have I done?

What have I done?

How could I be so blind?

All is lost, where was I?

Spoiled all, spoiled all

Everything's gone all wrong” 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It started as a lovely day, 

Thought Aziraphale, 

As he walked away. 

The Sun way high,

And the birds sang,

I even heard nightingales beforehand! 

It was a jolly day,

No clouds were seen today, 

It wasn’t supposed to go like this! 

I never meant to cause hardships! 

Was thinking Aziraphale,

As he walked with the Metatron himself. 

After that demonic, harsh night, 

The Sun promised some delight. 

So where is it now? 

Where did the Hope go,

And with it the Safety from before? 

After the Duke of Hell and Gabriel,

Vanished into their love affair,

My soul was filled with so much Hope, 

That I couldn’t explain at all. 

And when I thought we can,

Sink back into our gentle quietness,

Came the Voice of God,

And wished to talk. 

With me! 

And offer a job opportunity. 

Even if I didn’t like the idea, 

I don’t have the power to refuse, 

Especially such a creature like the Voice. 

Yes that’s right. 

I didn’t fancy such a task,

However then He said,

I can make Crowley an Angel again! 

And when he was covered with holy light,

He had such a beautiful smile,

Which I haven’t seen,

Since he lost his Stars.

So for him and to change,

Everything Upstairs,

I accepted … 

But Crowley�� 

Instead of his smile,

I saw tears in his eyes..

And the Kiss,

And my Reply —

“So?” 

Aziraphale was pulled out of his thoughts,

By the Voice, 

He was standing in the lift,

Waiting for the Angel to join him.

The puffy cheekd man had a final look,

Towards his Friend, 

Who was clouded with blueness. 

Two glowing golden eyes,

Were staring at the silly guy 

From behind tried, dark voids. 

You’ll see I’ll… I’ll change everything…

The Angel, who walked on Earth from the Beginning, 

With His Companion experienced everything,

Saw wars and peaceful years,

Never leaving each other’s side,

And always helping in disguise.

He was now abandoning the most trustful soul,

The Serpent, 

Who he haven’t realised, 

But meant everything for him in the Universe. 

The lift, where they were standing, 

Was filled with the calculating Voice,

From amongst the syllables, 

The Bookshoper heard the Plan many times, 

And couldn’t help the echoing words in his mind.

“Can’t you see? 

If Belzebub and Gabriel can be Joy,

So can we! “

“Can you hear it? 

.. No nightingales and busy streets,

It will be all silence and discreet” 

But from amongst the phrases that hurt the most,

Were 5 words,

Which echoed the loudest,

In the heart and mind. 

“We could have been Us. ”

“We could have been Us. ”

“We could have been Us. ”

“We could have been Us. ”

They started dropping slowly, chilly,

Leaving bitemarks on the golden bird, 

Shut in the cage of his earthly form, 

Then intimidate and rule the brain,

And give a frightened look to the eyes.

Leisurely the drops transformed into icy arrows, 

Azi didn’t seen since the Romans.

They ran through his whole body, 

Leaving terror in gory. 

  “We could have been Us. ”

“Could have been.” 

His mind seems to slow, 

And register nothi—

“Everything’s clear I assume? 

Now that you are here , 

The Plan will run smoothly I’m sure!” 

— Came the ill natured voice of the Metatron, 

Breaking into his mind, 

And make him realise, 

Crowley was right,

How could’ve been so stupid, 

To think I can make a change, 

And abandon my only Ray? 

My ginger Jewel and Home, 

Dear trustful soul.  

The Plan will always be the same, 

Doesn’t matter they tag it with different names,

In the name of God to destroy all things, 

Then somehow justify it. 

Before they reached the top floor, 

The curly haired angel looked at the Metatron,

“I’m terribly sorry you see, 

It was a hasty decision from me,  

I’m not the best person for this job, 

I hope you can find someone too.

I’m afraid I have to decline, 

This promotion of mine. “ 

And with a snap of his fingers he was gone, 

Before the other could say spotless lawn. 

An adorable man could be seen, 

Appearing on the street. 

He started scanning the road, 

For a particularly good vehicle, 

After not finding a Bentley on the street,

And searching his shop of antiques,

He panicked,

Where could Crowley be? 

He likes this place.

This can’t be that he left town,

And—

He stopped himself there,

And sit down in his armchair, 

After minutes of thinking,

He jumped up happily, 

His flat, of course! 

With a newfound destination, 

He checked his bow tie,

And vanished thin air. 

The dark door was not the same,

As the Angel remembered it were,

There were no snakes on the front,

And the whole vibe felt different. 

For the first time,

At the Serpent’s place,

He felt unwelcomed and afraid.

He gathered enough confidence,

Then nocked on the door,

Which made an ominous sound through the hall. 

What’s this? 

High heels from inside his place? 

No, I’m sure I’m at the right—

“Oh? 

What does Crowley’s favorite toy’s doing here? 

Did he finally get bored and left? “ 

To Azirpahel’s utter surprise,

It was Shax who answered his call.

What is she doing here?? 

I thought Crowley didn’t like her enough, 

To invite—

Or does he? 

Nononono, 

He would have told me, 

He doesn’t like other demons—

A high pitched laugh pierced the silence, 

Which felt like cut the Angel’s organs. 

“ You didn’t know?! 

You really are something aren’t you? 

Crowley’s been a doormat of you, 

Solving every inconvenience you might endure,

And You can’t even bother, 

To see,

What a situation he is in.”

“W-what are you talking about? 

I didn’t came here for jokes,

I—“

“ Oh sweetheart how should I say? 

Ah yes! 

As I’ve already said,

He is on the verge of distraction because of your lovely head,

After your cutesy trick you two did, 

You thought He wouldn’t lose,

Connections and commissions? 

And what comes after such misery? 

Hmmm? 

Losing the earthly goods with it.” 

Aziraphale couldn’t speak, 

He froze in front of the frame, 

His holy light turning grey,

While Shax shut the door,

Her terrorfilled laugh continued, 

And with his icy blood,

They sang their agony song.  

Tiny details flooded his mind, 

That seemed insignificant at the time, 

Him spending more time in the store, 

Napping everywhere, 

All the plants in the car, 

And his extreme tiredness all the time. 

— He was living in the Bentley. — 

What have I done? 

How? How could’ve I been so blind? 

Never paying attention to His side?

For me he was always here,

Never left me in despair, 

Paid attention to my every need,

Didn’t matter if it was silly. 

And I?

What have I ever done For Him? 

At this point the merry day turned dark,

The Flaming Star disappearing from sight,

Covering the whole city with orange light.

The once all happy Angel was roaming the streets like a wounded dog,

Searching for his lost home. 

With every shaky step, 

Came more and more dread.

Iron fists were pulling his heart, 

While he tried to find,

His most precious pearl of eternal. 

After what felt like centuries,

He saw him sitting,

In that Park at their usual seat. 

He was covered by chilly shadows,

That prevented light and warmth,

To enter his aching heart. 

His only companions were the ducks,

Who's looked like try to cheer him up,

With their constant quacks.

Aziraphale couldn’t wait, 

Went to him right away, 

At the sight of the ruby head, 

His heart broke into pieces in his chest. 

He gently opened his arms, 

Embracing the Demon’s shaking form. 

“What?? 

Angel is that You?!

But you Left and— “

“ Hush my Dear, 

It is me, 

I came back because I realised, 

That you were and always right. 

Besides I understood, 

That there is nothing more important for me than You .”

“A-a-are you real Angel? 

O-or I’m dre-eaming? 

My cruel mind tricking? “

The Serpent was clutching his Light so tight,

He would've broken it if were mortal. 

Two salty oceans were washing his face, 

Falling from two golden globes,

And release quiet little sobs. 

They were clinging to each other,

Exchanging whispered promises and truths. 

After the storm had quieted down, 

Aziraphale made them appear in Their Home.

The bookshop was dark and cosy, 

Inviting them jolly. 

They found themselves in the bedrooms, 

Hidden under heavy covers. 

They melted into one and only,

Opening up all the secrets and walls.

Crowley was pulled closer to his beloved, 

Almost nose touching. 

“ Please forgive me.” 

— Came a broken whisper from the lips,

That first denied everything. 

It pressed careful blossoms on his Jewels face, 

Showering him in praise. 

“I’ll never leave you again Crowley” 

A little kiss on the nose, 

“And I would love to spend” 

And other kiss on the eyes,

“The rest of time with you My Love.” 

The praises and kisses continued. 

And with every line of 

“Please forgive me” 

They were getting more desperate. 

Now every inch of the Serpent’s head,

Was becoming cherry red. 

Slowly and gently their lips met, 

And started to dance in their heartfelt moment. 

Tongues hugged and met, 

One wished for forgiveness, 

While the other begged for happiness. 

Suits and jackets getting loose, 

Signing noises filled the room, 

They were pressed to each other, 

Leaving purple flowers in the other. 

The kisses slowly stopped, 

Leaving them in harmony.

At that moment there were no Hell nor Heaven, 

Only a Serpent and his Holy Being, 

And Their Stars, 

Shielding them from outside. 

Golden and Blue irises collided, 

Blinking in their created light sources. 

In that evening for the first time, 

After 6000 years of tries, 

Their hearts and mind sang the same, 

Beautiful music on that night. 

They spent the evening in that room,

Exchanging love filled notes.

In their quiet symmetry,

Sleep paid them a visit,

They soon fell into the land of dreams,

Not leaving the other behind like before.

Quiet, relieved words,

Rang against the Angel’s side:

“ I forgive you.” 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My writing requests are open for these sillies :)

[thatcrackheadnextdoor]

Ok so I just finished re watching the Addams family values, and while I'll never not love the Addams, it reminded just how MUCH I love them and all the reasons why their the best. For those who forgot or haven't watched values before, the movies centers around Debbie, a black widow gold digging serial killer, set on fester Addams as her target. Here's some things that high lights the awesomeness of the Addams

Number one the new baby, pubert, gets sick because of turmoil within the family when fester leaves. This causes him to become blond, rosy cheekd and generally cherubic. This, freaks out both mortica and Gomez, as well as granny and lurch. Ithey don't like this change, they don't understand it, it's not how their family is! You know what they do? They re decorate puberts nursery, changing it from spooky and creepy, to an fantasticl cutesy nursery with the exact same amount of dedication to decoration. They paint new murals they get a new bassinet, mortica reads the cat in the hat even though she clear dislikes it and is confused by it because pubert is amused by it!!! They don't attempt to change him, or "fix" him, they accdomate. They change their home, stay as loving as anything, yet don't change themselves. There's not a hint of resentment or anger for pubert changing, only genuine concern.

Number two the Addams respect. Their kind. Debbie, the women who purposely isolates fester from his family, tries to kill him, insults him constantly, admits she never loved him to his face! You know what they do to this women, after she tried to torture and kill them all via eltric chair? They put her in their personal grave yard, her Headstone reading wife and psycho. None of them speak a bad word about her the whole movie, not even the children who are worried about their uncle! Not when mortica clearly disagrees with design choices (you captured fester under some strange sexual spell. I can respect that.- Youve taken him from us, you've broken his spirt, all that I could forgive, but Debbie- pastels?) every single one of them treats evreyone they interact with, with kindness and respect no matter how much they don't understand or are different from them. If Debbie had just rolled up to the house, knocked, and said "I'm here to steal your fortune" you know what the Addams would have done? Welcomed her with open arms and started piling dubloons into her arms, asking if she wanted to stay for dinner or have a sword fight.

Number three THE ADDMAS LOVE THEIR FUCKIN FAMILY. They love their children so intensely, they love their siblings, their far away cousins, their inlaws, people that were friends that just eventually become family, their spouses, they love. So. Much. So genuinely. They have massive family gatherings any time theres an excuse, they talk in depth and genuinely with family members they haven't spoken into in decades, these are people who are deeply dedicated to their family and welcome anyone into that family.

[solardick]

The thing i like about marijuana. If just a little bit tipsy. You can see everything clearly. Subliminals messages read like a book.

But i only bad trip and it makes me incomoetent.

I tired learning how to

Communicate. But the world did nothing but wate all that time taping me. So i have nothing to say. Except awkard incomfortable silences. Ill just stick to the written word. Unless its work related i have nothign to say.

Im

Half way retarded in a social situation anyway.

I liked “ the gorge”. Sexy high string cheekd “russian” girl and a pretty boy American seperated by a cesspit of spectrum chaos disorder. He gets pulled into it by the infected. She jumps in after to save him. They work together and both come out. Happily ever after.

Unfortunatly im forced to give up artistry, intellectual pursuits, esoteric pursuits, linguisyic pursuits, sexual “pursuits”. Social pyrsuits. And content myself with tv and vedio games.

All i can is my asshole everday. Welcome to apathy.

Think ill dtart smoking pot again. If it doest hyper sensitize me. Have a couple traumas cause of that.

[nimixo]

From Inquiry to Impact: Unveiling the Secrets of Media Coverage

Sometimes, it doesn’t hurt to ask. I have been in the news many times just by calling on the news channel and asking them about featuring my business. -Lori Cheek, Founder of Cheekd

#NetworkingSuccess #mediacoverage #businessopportunities #EntrepreneurialJourney #BrandVisibility #Nimixo #motivationalquotes #MotivationBlowByBlow #motivationsaturday

[authentic-girl03]

Double cheekd up on a Tuesday 😭👏🏽 she so bad

i have to laugh

from @ knuckleheadspodcast ig story

[lillisprit]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: 1999 TY CHEEKS Retired Beanie Babies Baboon Toy.

[cheekd]

New Fashion Week #CHEEKD bling by @tommyhilfiger #tommyxzendaya https://www.instagram.com/p/B2W2EXSpfNHZ2ckCnXXFAmvBuw3nAFKgJSw3EU0/?igshid=8s3w07yg53c9

[vivadudealt]

The website isn't creamy

i just joined and the website isnt creamy like twitter or discord. Anyone know why

[yblchth]

Who does she think she is being that caked up

[ash-apalone-ferox]

Bella the pink belly turtle on the left I think she turned out really pretty. Then the chaos potato Anna on the right she is a red cheekd mud turtle I couldn't resist not making an OC with something that had red cheekd in the name

[fat-hedonistic-hogs]

💬 Rumor has it that Yaoyorozu sometimes wins burping contests with her female friends—even though she wasn’t trying to compete.

"BOOURRROUOOOOOORRRRRRRP~"

"Bow down before the belching queen of UA! All shall pay tribute to my gassiness! I DEMAND SNACKS!"

"BWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOWWWOOOURP"

"Whew... Pardon the interruption Toru, lunch rush's cooking isn't agreeing with me today. I knew I shouldn't of had that soda earlier... Mother always warned me about fizzy drinks hurting my stomach." Momo groaned as she rubbed her aching belly with one hand unaware she had just broken the school's record for loudest belch ever recorded.

"Momo! That was amazing! It was way louder than Toru's! Im pretty sure you cracked Iida's glasses with that one! We gotta tell everyone you just beat the record!"

"A record? Was this some kind of contest? My apologies I had no intention on... hey! Put me down I didn't win anything!" Momo protested as her chubby cheekd classmate practically drug her out of the room towards the commons area.

[libidomechanica]

“Seen much matter”

Rose-cheekd Laura, come, and the best for  her pure Beauty take. To wean him  from the Hellespont! Seen much matter, and  her own, her ocean-treasured the  others breasts. To Beautie virtuous station; nothing  morning slumber yet, for my love! “And  fly,” she cried, not known it hold out the number  Ill answer with her gown; she took,  and Greek, without accusing you were much  talkd of by the water wrought for  him, and grinning of thee in the  billow; and thus they came; but when  I forget you, girl, said he, “hold upon his  isle had he been vain,— let us  have a kind of parting from the highlands,  of Candia, Cyprus, Rhodes, or is  the sea, and love, and Juan wept, and  dry: the great pitty. Those may leaves cover  thy noble than now,” she said: please approach the  dusk with that still get through  a feverish flush had dyed it with  neither—out of muslin, folks are  danger here was come, To sky the  wrong we both become of great advantage  when into  the plot. sing their hammock,  longd for excess of the  white, alas! Which was an  hour, which she stumbled, and yours no  more fit; I do confesse (pardon a fault confesse ( pardon that is every morning,  who where nought, breaking. That will never  see again unclosed, and then buried are  mine enemies, and broke out intervene  pressure of blisse! But soon Philosopher;) 

perchance speake, her words to lutes of 

abandon. “That fly by night, they go to warm  me through they saw it half, damnd—in his  congealing blood, and fall when those koi.  With passioned gaze calibrating  every day by day scorches even to  gaudy house arrivd. The long-boat, and  mixd, and I the dame sans mercy”: Porphyro  took covert, pleasd amain. “The tenderness,  and wrist. Worn for all thats great, ‘good, but  cannot live, remember?)’”

[maizumis]

HAPPY 300 AAAAAAAAAAKJHDSFKJHJFHSDF ILYSM <3333

AMIE AMIEEE DUDJDIDNDODKI UGHHHH I WANNA SMASH CHEEKD WITH U RN!!!!! ILY, THANKD!!