#alpha crowley

[stevieschrodinger]

Crowley's fingers are extra chilly today, but Aziraphale doesn't mind. He loves it here, this is their park, their bench, their place.

Their lives have slipped into a happy routine together, now everything is done, and although Crowley doesn't have a good thing to say about people, he loves animals. The bag that had contained today's allotment of frozen peas is now empty, so it's time to sit for a while and watch the world go by.

Aziraphale plans to talk to Crowley today. Reveal his secret. He's nervous and excited and a squealing pup toddling past seems to be the perfect segue into the conversation.

But Crowley speaks before Aziraphale has the chance, tutting, 'poor thing, think he can get radio two on those things?'

He's referring to the pups unfortunately large ears.

'Crowley,' Aziraphale chides softly as the pups dam hustles after her wayward son.

'Well, I suppose he has a guaranteed career impersonating the FA cup.'

Aziraphale sighs.

'I don't know how they do it.' Crowley continues, seemingly oblivious to Aziraphale's discomfort, 'having more of themselves like that. The responsibility must be dreadful. And the, you know, bodily functions. Atrocious, the whole thing. So glad that'll never be us.' Aziraphale does his best to school his features as Crowley continues to break his heart, seemingly unbothered, 'and if it was us we'd probably have to watch it grow old and die, if it were a human, bloody criminal idea.' In the distance, the pup squeals happily, 'and there's that. Blimey, imagine that racket in the book shop. Dreadful. Shouldn't even let them outside until they can hold a conversation.'

And Aziraphale quietly moves the miracle they made together, shifts her higher, moves her next to his human heart, where she will be safe, but never grow.

'What was that? Did you just do a miracle?'

'No, no,' Aziraphale insists, clearing his throat to hide the fact that he's pressing down tears, 'just a touch of...gas.' And then he gets up to finish his walk, uncertain as to what he should do, but certain he doesn't want Crowley seeing his face.

[aziraphales-library]

Hello. Can you recommend any fics set in the omegaverse where Crowley is an alpha and Az is an omega? I'd like fics that have good and solid plots, and are not just set-ups for p*rn. A long oneshot or a multi-chapter fic would be good. Canon compliant or human aus are both alright. Any rating is fine, just no *nderage or r*pe please.

Thank you, and I hope your day goes well! 💗

Hello, here's a selection:

Needing/Getting by GayDemonicDisaster (scrapheapchallenge) [E]

“You know I’d never hurt you, Aziraphale, and that includes doing anything that might put you at risk of falling. And I’m pretty sure getting mated and marked by a demon alpha would be right at the top of that list. Not that any of us know for sure, but I wouldn’t want to take the risk.”

Crowley has spent thousands of years carefully loving Aziraphale from a safe distance, they put plans in place to keep each other safe, until it all falls apart one day when Crowley is sent a job from below to carry out a temptation that turns into a trainwreck of wrong place, wrong time, wrong person. Crowley owns his mistake and vows to make it right.

But how to explain it to Aziraphale? How can he make the angel his at last, and how can he reconcile the hidden aspect of his life with what he wants for himself and Aziraphale?

Angst with a happy ending.

Slow Dance by PanDemonicPanDemonium [E]

What do you do when you’re an alpha afraid of bonding the omega you’ve been in love with for 6 thousand years? And what do you do when you’re an omega, gaslit and manipulated by Heaven for 6 thousand years, in love with an alpha, but scared to say so?

Aziraphale and Crowley find that the answer to knowing they’re bonding for the right reasons, in the right frame of mind, is taking it slow. Afraid of losing control and rushing into bonding driven by their primal urges, they decide to learn how to love one another first, and to teach their bodies restraint, so that when they are certain it’s what they both want, they’ll know it’s the right time.

At least until outside influences force their hands…

Non traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega

Heaven's Light Casts But The Darkest Shadow by Buckets_Of_Stars [E]

Aziraphale wanted more than anything to go with Crowley. All the Omega Instincts in his entire mortal body screamed at him, to leave Earth and the humans behind, to take off into the stars with his mate so they could both be safe.

Aziraphale can't do that, however, not when he knows in his heart that he can stop this war; this madness that's seemed to turn the whole planet inside-out. The guilt would eat him alive if he did.

Too bad the remorse isn't the only thing capable of discorporating the angel.

Fantasy Omens by rea_grimm [NR]

The Harpies are enemies with the demons that surround their village. The world is divided into alphas, betas and omegas, and there is a prophecy when the union of Alpha of the Demon and Omega of the Harpy will bring peace between the two races.

Please still mind the tags!

~Mod N

[vivi-theakuneko]

ABO AU I made with @candyqueenblog​ 

It's big Omega Aziraphale and smol Alpha Crowley

SFW Mpreg art below

[unproblematicme]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

First of two chapters of a new standalone Omegaverse story.

Crowley and Aziraphale have a zoom call because Crowley is in London for "business" while Aziraphale stayed in the South Downs. Soon the mood takes an unexpected turn and Crowley is desperate to get home.

[bottomaziraphale-ao3fanfic]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Crowley (Good Omens), Aziraphale (Good Omens), Hastur (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Established Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Ineffable Husbands (Good Omens), Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Crowley (Good Omens), Top Crowley (Good Omens), Omega Aziraphale (Good Omens), Bottom Aziraphale (Good Omens), Aziraphale Loves Crowley (Good Omens), Crowley Loves Aziraphale (Good Omens), Discorporated Aziraphale (Good Omens), Discorporation (Good Omens), Scene: The Bookshop Fire (Good Omens), Hurt Aziraphale (Good Omens), Anxious Aziraphale (Good Omens), Scared Aziraphale (Good Omens), Possessive Crowley (Good Omens), Protective Crowley (Good Omens), Feral Crowley (Good Omens), Feral Behavior, Angry Crowley (Good Omens), Soft Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Soft Aziraphale (Good Omens), Soft Crowley (Good Omens), Animal Instincts, Alpha/Omega, Scenting, Scent Marking, Possessive Behavior, Aziraphale Whump (Good Omens), Aziraphale's Bookshop (Good Omens), Worried Aziraphale (Good Omens), Caring Crowley (Good Omens), Alcohol, POV Crowley (Good Omens), BAMF Crowley (Good Omens), Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Feels, Domestic, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Romance, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Implied/Referenced Sex, Whump, Happy Ending, Sad with a Happy Ending, Scene Rewrite, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Modern Era, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Author Is Sleep Deprived, The Author Regrets Nothing, One Shot, Complete Series: Part 4 of Ineffable Instincts Summary:

Crowley's only goal was to keep them safe--to keep his Omega safe. When Hell finally figures out just who screwed up the antichrist delivery all those years ago, it's only a matter of time before they come for Crowley.

And, by extension, come for Aziraphale.

When he confronts his husband about his plans for their escape to Alpha Centauri, Aziraphale had refused, insisting that there was a way for God to fix the Earth and what was to become of it in only a few, short hours. Torn between his instincts as an Alpha and his duties as a husband, Crowley goes to confront the demons coming for him alone.

Afterwards, he's horrified to find that his plans weren't the only thing that ended up in flames.

[larauslorraine]

You would expect with a promotion a gift like a free thermos, gift card or free t shirt. Not an omega or even an angel omega at that.

WARNING

Not Beta Proof.

Owned 

Chapter 1 

Promotion

The loud grumblings of Hell is similar to white noise static on a tv. 

Constant and nonstop.

The smell of sulfur and filth would destroy any good nose if someone were to visit, with a high chance of being pick pocketed. 

You got used to the stench of Alphas, Betas and Omegas if you lived here long enough. Rare times a demon would be able to gain a promotion and leave the pit. 

The levels were quite simple really, if you do a good job your promoted to Earth. 

If you are really good at your job you'll be promoted to the lower level of what used to be Heaven. 

Currently a demon was shoving himself through the crowd to a small meeting room. 

Standing in the said room was one of the Princes of hell Beelzebub. 

The Omega was notorious and powerful, and specifically this demon's boss. 

"Crowley." They spoke with sheer boredom, hooded eyes giving the vibe of wanting to be anywhere else but in the pit itself. 

"Lord Beelzebub, your dastardly." 

Crowley spoke with a dip and bow.

You see Crowley was good at what he did, causing trouble was so easy for him when he fiddled a little here and there. 

That was why Beelzebub was here in the pit today, to promote the alpha. 

"With the performance you have been doing lately, we decided to promote you." 

Beelzebub droned as his arms uncrossed. 

"Your home is in the downtown of Heaven, your things have already been moved and a gift will be waiting for you. 

Follow me." 

Beelzebub didn't wait as they headed off to leave the pit, Crowley followed with a short run after the Prince. 

Now usually when a promotion was given, you would expect a meager gift of fruit or even a thermos cup of the company you worked for.

Downtown of Heaven wasn't the high rich, but it beat the slums of Hell anyday. 

The condo was very much bigger than his apartment, littered with boxes tossed haphazardly there. 

The demon would for sure have to miracle the few fragile items repaired, it was nice until the smell hit him. 

Beelzebub turned their head as the smell grew stronger, Dagon sauntered in holding a leash. 

Connected to the leash was a collar forcing an angel to follow Dagon closely. 

The angel was short, a tad pudgy with soft cream skin and white curls. 

Terrified blue eyes swept the room.

It wore a simple beige robe and the obvious smell of a distressed omega filled the room. 

"Lord Beelzebub… what is this?" Crowley was glad for his dark shades to aid in schooling his features as the demon turned its head from Dagon and the Angel to the Prince. 

"Part of the promotion, your status allows you a few omegas. 

This was a gift." The Prince's eyes narrowed. 

"From the Council." He buzzed with a low warning, if Crowley refused he would probably be demoted to grunt right back to the slums. 

"While… I feel honored, I didn't expect an angel." 

Crowley was careful with his words. 

"Suspected a demon… or hellhound… hellcat… hell….bird…" he was rambling as he watched their reaction. 

"It is just a Principality, even You can handle it." Dagon sneered out as she tossed the leash to Crowley who fumbled and caught it. 

"We're leaving." 

Beelzebub left, followed by Dagon as Crowley and the angel were left in silence. 

"Aziraphale." Came a soft voice. 

"What?" Crowley glared at the shifting angel. 

"My name is Aziraphale…" 

[snek-snuggles]

*bursts in* do you have an Alpha Crowley scenting headcanons?? I LOVE YOU --@top-crowley-central

I LOVENYOU TOO THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT MY LOVELY FRIEND yes of course I do and I'm glad you asked...

Crowley is a scenting fiend. He simply cannot control himself, and thank the Lord, Aziraphale is so glad.

I've said this one before but I like it so here it is again; in addition to his natural scent, Crowley also likes to wear cologne. It takes him a long time to find a scent that enhances his own scent instead of covering it, but when he does he wears it on occasions where he wants to entice his angel.

Aziraphale gets very flustered if he catches a whiff of Crowley or even his cologne.

Their sheets just permanently smell like Crowley. Zira always wants him to get into bed and scent the fresh sheets. He still does it, but the scent seems to be there now even when they're fresh out of the wash.

Same with Zira's towel- he stole Crowley's to use so often Crowley just started using Aziraphale's towels now and then to scent them for his omega.

Crowley will steal Zora's coats and sweaters now and then to leave his scent on them.

If Zira feels stressed ornsad Crowley comes right up and hugs him- for the comfort of course but also he knows his scent is very soothing to the angel.

The days leading up to Zira's heat, Corkwey always asks what he can scent for him. He'll be right there eith him then whole time, of course, but having little comfort items with extra scent is so lovely, and Zira always feels a bit delicate before and after his heat, so the extra scent is comforting.

Criwkey scents his books for him- he buys a bunch of cloth bookmarks and sticks them in his pockets before putting them in Zira's books. Or he'll set up the books on their sides with the pages spread out and drape his own clothes over them. Now Zora can smell book smell and Crowkey smell when he reads.

Of course Crowley scents things like blankets, pillows, slippers and robes doe him. But also handkerchiefs, pocket squares and his bow ties. Zora loves having his bow ties scented- he can smell Crowley all day.

Crowkey grabs his angel for long scenting hugs several times a day. Especially when Az first gets dressed. He holds him and runs his arms and hands all over him. He hugs him from the front and then turns him around.

Crowley touches him all the time, just for a little extra scenting. If an unfamiliar customer comes in, or they're going out somewhere, Crowkey will pull him in and just stand there holding him any chance he gets.

Zira loves feeling so protected. He loves that Crowley puts that kind of effort into making sure Zira knows he wants him around. He feels so safe too, being so heavily scented all the time.

Before they got together, Zira was always so desperate for little sniffs of Crowkey. He caught them when Criwkey was around but they were always gone far too soon. Once Crowkey left his jacket in the bookshop. Zira held onto it and kept it under his pillow. When Crowley came back for it the next day he could smell Aziraphale all over it and thought he might have slept with it, but wasn't sure. He knew Az didnt have an alpha and figured the scent might be comforting for him. After that he became predictably forgetful with his items. Especially his jackets. He took to leaving a few to choose from at Az's place so he "didnt have to worry about forgetting them".

Also before they got together, someone broke into the shop one night. Zira called Crowley scared out of his mind. Crowley wasted no time driving and miracles himself over immediately. He slept over (on the couch) for a week to help Az feel better, and started scenting the shop and leaving a pair of his old boots by the door. Az never had a problem with intruders again.

@top-crowley-central

[possessive-crowley-central]

how do you think Alpha Crowley would react to someone touching his Omega's neck/bonding mark??

Ooohh crowley would fuckin lose it.

Alpha!crowley is a possessive and a protective bastard don't touch he's omega. Don't even look at his mate the wrong way. Crowley knows how to calm himself for a certain amount of time, but if he's close to his omega and he even so much as smells something strange, you bet your ass his gonna question it. And if it's to bad. Somebody's gonna pay, crowley will drag somebody so far into hell that not even Satan himself will find them.

Alpha!crowley will even go as far as go even mate-mark azira again, he will bite the tender flesh and mark it again just show it will show up more, he will even scent mark azira. His shirts, pants, anywhere he can reach just so his scent is on azira and clings to azira.

Don't fuck with the Alpha's Angel.

//i had a little to much fun with this//