#crowley x aziraphale

[duckomartinah]

🍇 " 𝑻𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒈𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒏, 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒇𝒖𝒍.  𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝑨𝒛𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒚, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕. " 🍇

1. Enchanter

First prompt for my #creativejanuary with my amazing friend @gladia-delmarre 🦭❤️

Links to the fic:

🍇 Ita: https://efpfanfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=4101192&i=1

🍇Eng: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61995742

[aureliusssss]

Help

I'm sorry but I'm not sorry for the person I'm going to turn into once we get the first glimpse of blond or red hair

[kaeraesketches]

✨ Delicious, Page 2 (apparently)!

✨ Soooo, I couldn’t stop myself from continuing off of the last page I posted. Things are heating up! The full page is over on Pa🌳on (l!nk in bi0) for anyone who wants to hang out with us as the scene unfolds. Because, apparently, this is going to be a whole comic situation. Yaaaay, for lack of self control! 😈🙌🏻😆

✨ (Note: NG’s unforgivable behavior has no place here. These characters will continue to live and breathe under the fandom’s loving care, but we do not associate the creator and the creation here. Az and Crowley are having their shenanigans free and clear from that menace. That is all.)

✨ I hope you like it…what do you think??

[alwaysbemybae]

Do That Again (and Again)

Let there be fluff! A poem by AlwaysBeMyBaby and @onedappercat, composed for Week 3 of the GOetry Pillow Fight. Prompt: Kiss

Rated: G

Summary: Aziraphale and Crowley travel through time and add kisses to all their encounters.

Let there be matter, let there be light stars bursting forth make our hearts sing Let's imagine I pecked you on the cheek when you sheltered me with your wing. In Eden, mine's the feathered canopy, now my cheek is graced with your mouth's caress. A later downpour turns into the Flood we steal kisses, rain-drenched, under duress. Keep reading at AO3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62257121

@goodomensafterdark @isiaiowin

[orth82]

Just two smitten dorks sharing their first slow dance 🖤

Love and good vibes to you all.

~

My art

My writing

[whumpyinside]

These two are the most comfiest comfort characters:

How can they not just make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside?

I mean, look at ‘em! …. are you looking?

🥹

Fun fact: when I feel my the anxiety trying to come for me, and I feel the absolute worst , I rematch YouTube compilations of them and it works like magic.

[lvndrlondonfog]

RED HAIR RED HAIR RED HAIR

[mimisempai]

Irresistible

Summary

Aziraphale is awake, but unwilling to get up, he contemplates his sleeping lover. Until looking is no longer enough.

Notes

Unashamedly, just pure fluff with no plot.

On Ao3

Rating G - 498 words

The sun was just beginning to peek through the curtains, and Aziraphale was far too comfortable to want to get up. As his eyes adjusted to the half-light, he turned and leaned on his elbow to look at his still-sleeping demon, unable to hold back a tender smile.

After a few minutes of silent contemplation, he could no longer resist and reached out his free hand toward Crowley. The contact was light, just a brush, and he ran his fingers over the smooth skin of which he now knew every corner, every hollow, every scar....

He was so handsome, though Crowley would deny it if he heard him say it out loud. He had flaws, of course, but there was perfection in Crowley's flaws, and Aziraphale loved every one of them.

But then again, he was biased because he loved everything about his demon.

The angel sighed softly as his hand slid down Crowley's thigh.

He ran his fingers over the skin, inch by inch, tracing the curve of his hip.

Gradually, his fingers climbed higher, following the lines of Crowley's flat stomach, the hollow of his navel.

Aziraphale's fingers continued to move, now brushing the demon's chest, then his arm, then along his shoulder to his neck, where he could feel his pulse throbbing against his fingers.

As Crowley stretched gently, a smile on his lips, Aziraphale buried his fingers in the short strands at the nape of the demon's neck, playing gently with the red strands.

"Hmmm... am I dead?"

Crowley's voice was slurred, still sleepy, and his eyes were not yet open.

Aziraphale continued to run his fingers over his skin, pleased with the goosebumps he felt rising under his touch.

He chuckled softly.

"No, you're very much alive, why do you ask?

"Well, for a moment I thought I was in heaven."

Crowley opened his eyes as he heard Aziraphale laugh softly.

"I assure you, heaven is nothing like this."

The demon joined in the chuckle and leaned into the angel's hand as Aziraphale continued to stroke the back of his neck.

"What..." Crowley began, but stopped with a wide yawn before continuing. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," Aziraphale breathed back, burying his fingers in Crowley's hair again before leaning forward to plant a chaste kiss on the tip of his lover's nose.

"Nothing," he repeated in a softer voice, brushing a kiss to the corner of Crowley's mouth. "I was just watching you sleep."

Crowley's smile turned playful, "You weren't just watching..."

Aziraphale shrugged, "What do you expect, when I see something beautiful, I can't help but touch it."

Taking advantage of the demon's surprised silence, Aziraphale pressed his lips to his before continuing, "And when I see something delicious, I can't help but taste it."

He leaned over the demon and pressed his lips to his again in a kiss that deepened and lasted so long that by the time they decided to get up, the sun was high in the sky.

_________

Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story  🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

South Downs cottage series : here

Ineffable fan fictions Masterpost : here

[good-omens-fanfic-be-like]

“Do you need anything?” Crowley asks him, his voice a caress. “Water? Tea? The cucumber sandwich you left for dinner?”

Aziraphale shakes his head. He drums his fingers on Crowley’s nape and mutters, “Cuddles.”

From the light that you shine (E) by animeangelriku.

[ineffableclassics]

All the muscles in Crowley’s good-for-nothing, backstabbing corporation are straining with effort— No, not effort, he can't think about efforts, certainly can't think about Aziraphale's—

“You know, I think this colour suits me. I really don’t see why the use of Tyrian purple is so restricted,” Aziraphale sulks, balancing on his right foot and wiggling the toes of his left in the air. He does brace himself on Crowley this time, his fingers clamping down on Crowley's shoulder.

Leave it to Aziraphale to complain about sumptuary laws when Crowley is having a crisis.

Crowley has a very normal time grape-stomping with Aziraphale.

Words: 3,235

Status: Complete

Rating: explicit

@quitequaintrelle

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61946491

[joiyul0l]

[strangesthirdeye]

ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sᴛᴀʀ ɴᴇᴡ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ (ɪɴᴇғғᴀʙʟᴇ ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅs x ᴛᴏᴅᴅʟᴇʀ ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

Summary: Little Star got a new friend.

Warning: IT'S INEFFABLE HUSBANDS! fluff, sweet, pet, Crowley being supportive dad, Aziraphale being Aziraphale. No episode 6 allows.

As usual, I'm sorry if there are any wrong sentences or typos or grammatical mistakes, please forgive me and again English is not my first language, so I try to improve my language and writing in this way.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"and what are you hiding in your shirt, my dear?" Aziraphale raised his eyebrows at you after you entered the bookshop after walking in the park with your Daddy.

Crowley remained silent. You looked up at your Papa with an innocent face. Hands holding something in your shirt in a tight hug.

"Nothing!" you spoke with a sweet smile of hope that Papa Aziraphale did not suspect anything.

Aziraphale narrowed his eyes. "And what did I say about lying?" Aziraphale crossed his arms, mimicking that he was disappointed.

You looked down ashamed. "That's not good" you murmured.

Aziraphale smiles genuinely at you. "That's true. Now," he kneeled in front of you. "What are you hiding in this little shirt of yours?"

"it's-.. uh"

"Star's new friend" Crowley interrupted.

Aziraphale looked at Crowley confused. "new friend? who?"

"Kitty!" you took out the black kitten that was meowing.

Aziraphale was shocked. "Oh dear," he muttered.

You looked at your Papa pleadingly. "Can we keep it, Papa?"

"well.. it's a.. It's kind of cute but i don't think that-"

"oh, come on, Angel! It's just a kitten. Cats are usually lazy around and do nothing. It's not like they're going to damage books here" Crowley exclaimed. His hand petting your head.

Aziraphale hesitated as he watched your pleading face in front of him. He didn't have the courage to say no upon looking at your small face. His daughter.. His little Star that he and Crowley miraculously made. Crowley smirked at him. That damn smirk that Aziraphale fell in love with the first time he met Crowley 6 thousand years ago.

Now he hates that smirk makes his angel's heart beat faster. He doesn't like animals near his books in this bookshop. Not to mention whenever Crowley changed himself into a snake, he always scolded Crowley for not being close to his books. His precious books.

Now that it was you, he couldn't have any strength to protest.

"can we keep it, papa? i- i promise that i will take care of it and not let it near the books here" you pleaded by hugging the kitten tightly. The kitten just looked at Aziraphale with its yellow eyes.

Aziraphale sighed in defeat. "alright, we can keep it as long as it doesn't cause trouble" Aziraphale smiles at your happy face.

You put down the kitten and rushed for was to hug your Papa. "thank you papa!"

Crowley whistled. "That was pretty quick" Crowley muttered. He didn't expect Aziraphale to give in to you so quickly. Let alone let you take care of the kittens at the bookshop. He is still not satisfied that Aziraphale scolded him when he turned into a snake.

But then again, it's you he's thinking about. If he were in Aziraphale's place, surely he would also give in to you. He just couldn't see your upset little face.

"right, I suppose we need to prepare the needs of this kitten" Aziraphale suggested.

"It-"

"It is male, star" Crowley spoke. You looked at your daddy beaming.

"I want to name him, Moon!" you beamed

Aziraphale chuckled. "I think that's a good name. Little star and her moon. Perfect" Aziraphale stroke the kitten's head softly.

Moon sniffed Aziraphale's finger before letting Aziraphale stroke his head. Moon meowed at him. Crowley looked at Moon frowning.

"right, I think we need to go to the pet store.. You know? can't let him defecate here" Crowley looked around the bookshop. The key to the Bentley was clutched in his hand.

Upon hearing that, Aziraphale got up quickly. You looked at Moon excitedly.

"right, well we should go now" Aziraphale took his coat and walked out with you tailing behind him with Moon in your arms.

"Let's go!" you exclaimed. Moon meowed.

Crowley followed you and Aziraphale to the Bentley. Slightly glared at the kitten in your hand. Moon hissed.

Let just say, that Moon scratched Crowley's hand with a warning when Crowley and you first met him. Probably that cat knows that he is a demon? We don't know.

[jhinthony]

season 3 predictions

yes this is just a "moon's haunted" joke what about it

blank versions bc i like the backgrounds

[sayatsugu]

Crumbling

[mintybagels]

i was falling asleep and thought of this so now it’s like 3am jesus i need to go to sleep ok bye

[pien-art]

more good omens!! literally whats up with these guys