#aziraphale x reader

[saltcirclesigil]

Daddy issues character falling in love with their guardian angel because it took a creature assigned by god for anyone to make their love and safety a #1 priority

[parental-drabbles]

Could you write dads!Crowley & Aziraphale with a toddler!reader who’s a bit like Bingo from Bluey.

Father figures!Aziraphale & Crowley x toddler!reader

Fandom: Good omens

gn!reader, toddler!reader, no use of y/n

A/N: It's been too long since I've gotten a GO request </3 I love the ineffable father figures. (Also Bingo is so cute I love her sm)

The two of them already had some experience in childcare after their 11 years taking care of Warlock. You were different, though. Warlock was an assignment, you were so much more.

You would definitely be spoiled. Neither one of them would be able to stand seeing you upset, and you'd definitely get to see a softer side to both of them than anyone else does.

You'd definitely be a good kid, though. Both of your fathers cared deeply for the world around you and made sure you appreciated what you had. (To the extent someone as young as you could, anyways).

Aziraphale would be your Papa and Crowley would be your Dad or Dada.

Whenever you're never denied a hug or cuddle from either one of them. Doesn't matter where you are or what you're doing, all you need to do is look up at one of them with your big eyes and outstretched arms and they'd scoop you up.

They'd both sit with you and play games. There may or may not even be a couple miracles involved to make you giggle.

You'd love going to the park to feed the ducks. You just wouldn't understand why the animals wouldn't let you pet them.

If you're prone to tantrums they'd take you to a side room and sit with you while you cool off. They'd redirect you from anything destructive but allow you to get your emotions out. Once you're done you'd have a conversation about why it happened.

Your favorite animal would be a snake. While they would try to tell you wild snakes were dangerous Crowley wouldn't be able to resist indulging you by shifting.

Crowley would definitely tease you. Because of him you'd be fluent in sarcasm before most other kids even knew what the word meant. He and Aziraphale would also have very different rules on swearing and when it was allowed.

Neither one of them would be able to tolerate most kids music, so although you'd get nursery rhymes and whatnot, you'd definitely be raised on a mix of Queen and classical music.

They'd both be so protective of you it would verge into possessiveness. Someone help the poor soul who dared to hurt you in any way.

For obvious reasons you wouldn't be raised particularly religious, but you were told there was a god. You wouldn't find out the truth about their identities until you were old enough to keep a secret.

They'd rarely leave you under anyone else's watch. The only people they really trusted with you would be Anathema, Maggie & Nina.

They'd definitely indulge you in any hobby you wanted to learn. Even if you only took a few lessons before quitting, even if it was way out of your age range, they'd find something close enough to let you try.

You'd always be encouraged to question the world around you. There was no such thing as a stupid question in your household, and the answer was never "because I said so".

Aziraphale would definitely encourage you to try new foods. He wouldn't force you to eat something you knew you wouldn't like, but you were required to at least try something when it was offered.

Aziraphale would always have some of your favorite snacks on his person, just in case. Crowley would prefer to miracle some up if need be.

Crowley would still drive above the speed limit, yet slower than normal. Precious cargo, after all. You'd love the feeling of zipping down a road, though.

You would be both his and Aziraphale's whole world. It wouldn't matter if you were human or supernatural like they were, they'd be your fathers, and no one, not even God herself, would be able to argue otherwise.

[novthewolf]

Nov's kinktober 2💜25

★ This is strictly mdni 18+ content so please leave if you‘re underage!

★ There will be trigger warnings at the beginning of every one the days, do not interact if they make you uncomfortable ♡

★ This is my first kinktober and english isn't my first language, please keep that in mind while reading.

★ Fandoms : Twilight, Call of Duty, Palia, Harry Potter, Arcane.

★ Here is the schedule :

Masterlist :

Masturbation - Jasper Hale [Twilight]

Kidnapping - Konig - [Call of Duty] ⛓️

Threesome - Sirus Black and Remus Lupin [Harry Potter]

Voyeurism - Crowley [Good Omens]

Finger sucking - Chayne [Palia]

Intoxication - Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish [Call of Duty]

Bloodplay - Alice Cullen [Twilight]

Wall sex - Kenyatta Bahari [Palia]

Exhibitionism - Carlisle Cullen [Twilight]

Punishment - Silco [Arcane] ⛓️

Somnophilia - Edward Cullen [Twilight]

Sex work - Vi [Arcane]

Dildos - Einar [Palia]

Omegaverse - Simon 'Ghost' Riley [Call of Duty]

Sex Pollen - Na'io Daiya [Palia]

Remote Control - Aziraphale [Good Omens]

Messy Sex - Reth Keita [Palia]

Dom/Sub - Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick [Call of Duty] ⛓️

Creampie - Fred Weasley [Harry Potter]

Mirror Sex - Jel Omiata [Palia]

Forced Orgasm - John Price [Call of Duty] ⛓️

Quiet Sex - Georges Weasley [Harry Potter]

Biting - Jacob Black [Twilight]

Noncon - Viktor [Arcane] ⛓️

Impact Play - Jayce Talis [Arcane]

Cuckolding - Emmett Cullen/Rosalie Hale [Twilight] ⛓️

Gangbang - Task Force 141 [Call of Duty] ⛓️

Multiple Orgasms - Jina and Helka [Palia]

Body Worship - Hassian [Palia]

Breeding - Vander [Arcane]

Aftercare - Hodari Pavel [Palia]

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[strangesthirdeye]

NEW TRAILER AHHHHH AZIRAPHALE WEAR THE SAME OUTFIT AS GABRIEL, CROWLEY 'S HAIR? AND WE NEVER GET THEM AFTER THIS SEASON? NOOOOOOOOO

[justalittlehoneybee]

Me watching Good Omens 3 and not caring about the reviews or complains, and simply enjoying the fact that this show even got an ending at all. Also being grateful for getting to see new content of Michael Sheen as Aziraphale and David Tennant as Crowley one last time:

[dixonsss]

One of the elderly patrons I work with regularly signs off phone conversations with, "I hope there are angels on your pillow." And I'm like girl you have no idea

[charzard-lord]

Helping Hands (Aziraphale/Reader/Crowley)

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: SMUT!!! MINORS DNI!!! Porn no plot, voyeurism/exhibitionism, masturbation, vaginal sex toys, clit rubbing, kissing, biting, crying (tears of ecstasy), praise kink

Pairings: Aziraphale/Reader, Crowley/Reader, Aziraphale/Crowley

Key: ☁️🧸🔞♀️

Summary: You think of Aziraphale and Crowley while masturbating. Porn no plot.

A/N: this is EXTREMELY self indulgent and I'm not even sorry. I am, however, very sorry for not posting for 2 and half years. I will be addressing my Ao3 before the end of this week and this fic will be posted there as soon as I've gone through all the comments! Anyways, enjoy this short fic and thank you as always to everyone interacting with my works!

With your eyes squeezed shut and your head thrown back against the pillow, you’ve completely lost yourself to pleasure, pumping the small glass dildo in and out of your soaking wet heat. You’ve lifted your shirt above your chest, squeezing your left breast with your free hand as you work yourself closer to the edge. Little moans and gasps of delight can’t help but find their way to the surface. They leak from your lips in a lustful symphony of desire as you let your imagination run wild.

You think of Aziraphale and Crowley, letting yourself pretend for a moment that they are here, watching as you fuck yourself into oblivion. The thought makes your pussy convulse, pushing a loud moan from your lungs. You increase your speed, writhing on the bed as you chase your high.

Your wrist begins to ache and you realize that, once again, you won’t be able to finish. You sigh in disappointment and slow down, giving yourself a few final good thrusts. Opening your eyes, you prepare to pull the toy out, only to gasp in shock and inadvertently push it back inside a little.

You are still in a bed, but it's not yours. The room you're in is much more extravagant than anything you've ever seen. But most surprising, is the sight of Aziraphale and Crowley standing at the foot of the bed and watching you intensely. You meet the angel's eyes and he smiles, something dangerous flashing in their gaze.

“By all means, please continue,” they say, low and sultry.

Embarrassment and arousal mix together into a dizzying concoction of questions, but all coherent thoughts shatter as Aziraphale says,

“Here, let me help you,”

and the dildo slowly begins to move on its own.

You release it and grip the bed sheets next to you, closing your eyes and bringing your left hand up to your mouth in an attempt to muffle your moans.

“We want to hear you, love,” your eyes shoot open at the sound of Crowley's voice and you look forward to see that he has removed his sunglasses. His brilliant yellow eyes peer into your own with such intensity that you have to look away. Even so, you slowly remove your hand from your mouth, still unable to look at either of them.

Crowley climbs carefully into the bed. He slides up next to your right side, grabbing the hand that was holding the bed sheets and placing it on his thigh. They are still fully clothed and for some reason, that turns you on more. You groan and grip their leg as the dildo thrusts particularly well, hitting that perfect spot inside.

“Look at me,” Crowley says, tenderly tilting your chin up towards them.

You hesitate for a moment before shyly meeting his fiery gaze. The continuously perfect thrusts have you letting out delicious whimpers and Crowley’s eyes flick down to your lips. His tongue darts out to wet his own.

“Can I kiss you?” he asks, voice raspy and longing.

You're too flustered to let out more than a strained moan and short nod, but Crowley won't have it.

“I need to hear you say it,” their tone leaves no room for argument, but you just can't focus with the way the toy keeps plunging into your depths. As if sensing this, Aziraphale slows its movements.

You squeeze your eyes shut and gather the strength to let out a small ‘yes’.

“Yes, what?” they ask, still holding your face in their hands, and you whine, looking up at them desperately.

“Yes, you - mmm- can kiss me!” Your voice goes up an octave at the end as the toy suddenly picks up the pace.

“Good job,” he says with a smile, before leaning in and pressing his mouth to yours. He drinks up every little sound you make, free hand reaching out to grope your chest as his tongue pushes past your lips.

You easily fall into rhythm with both of them, letting Crowley kiss you like his life depends on it while Aziraphale continues using his angelic powers to pleasure you.

Overwhelmed with the intensity of it all, you feel tears start to form. You've never felt so magnificent. You cry out against Crowley’s mouth and he pulls back to look at you, studying your expression.

“Please,” you sob, clutching the demon’s thigh. You try to fight off the tears but it feels too good.

“What do you need?” their breath is heavy, pupils blown wide with lust.

“Wanna cummm - ah!” as soon as you speak, Crowley releases your face and reaches down to rub your clit.

“Then cum,” he commands, and you do, orgasm slamming into you with potent force. You shriek, body convulsing in divine rapture as they both help you ride it to completion.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he growls, leaning down to bite your shoulder. It only adds to the pleasure and, for a brief moment, you feel like you might pass out.

You fall headfirst over the edge, grinding into their touch all the way to the bottom. Aziraphale uses his powers to pull the toy out and your whole body goes limp, all the energy swiftly draining out of you.

You fall into Crowley and their hand reaches up to gently stroke your hair. Aziraphale climbs into bed with you, laying on your left side so you are now safely nestled between the two.

“You did so well,” Aziraphale says, wrapping his arms around you and planting a tender kiss on your head. You want to turn and kiss him the same way you kissed Crowley, but you're far too exhausted to do anything more than groan incoherently and sink into their arms. They both smile fondly at you, letting out a small affectionate chuckle as you blink sleepily.

“Rest, love. We'll be here when you wake,” the angel's soft voice is the last thing you hear before you succumb to the exhaustion, feeling completely secure.

[thebootstrap-paradox]

The necessity to touch your lips when the millennia-long love of your life kissed you but you've to reject him