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#Good Omens After Dark smut war
gahellhimself-blog · 3 months
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"Teach me" p.17 to p.21
The smut war goes well @goodomensafterdark
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daneecastle · 4 months
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First pages up. I’m taking my time with this. It’s based off a Good Omen’s Fluff rp I did with Kotias. Their point of destination for their sexual act is in a large bathtub.
Written part by Kotias:
Winter had settled much quicker than usual in the region.
One week, Crowley was basking in the sun in their garden, the next week he was shivering in a blanket and clutching the hot pocket that Aziraphale had prepared for him against his stomach. Shuffling around the cottage like a clumsy ghost, he was seeking any source of heat he could find, desperate to keep himself from falling into his usual winter slumber. But eventually, his body complained loudly enough that he caved, and stayed in bed for the entire day, gorging himself into the angel's lingering warmth and smell.
This. This had to be his best winter yet.
He had tried to convince Aziraphale to stay one hour -two hours -come on angel, you have all day, stay!- But sadly, it didn't work. He did not fully despair however- like the brat that he could be, he would call out to him regularly, asking for undivided attention and for the return of his warmth and smell into the bed, even for just five, ten minutes. And of course, the angel indulged. He was holding him tight, nuzzling into his neck, purring into his ear, peppering kisses wherever skin appeared.
“Crowley! Your kisses are distracting me. Either you do something about it or you let me get up so I can make a hot bath for us. What is it?"
Crowley huffed into his neck, refusing to budge. Oh, a bath sounded tempting! “No moving. Miracle the damn bathwater in and I'll get us in it." He was getting drunk on his smell, desperate to keep him close.
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bea-n-art · 4 months
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Repent for your sins. 01
There is a Smite, smote, smitten... Sm... adult war over at https://www.reddit.com/r/GoodOmensAfterDark My GO artist friends are participating in the event, so I have also enlisted. You can go check out some Good Omen art with a spicy twist over there, or take a sneak peek at @goodomensafterdark
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mrscakeishere · 4 months
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⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Beta Reviews!
“I just passed the sausages!”
“Omg it really was chipboard!”
“I can't believe you. I just can't.”
Polycakes (me and Polychrome, aka @polychromicron-persei-8) here, proudly hurling the first fanfic grenade in the @goodomensafterdark Smut War with The Long Road To Meatballs (rated Explicit, 4786 words).
Summary and excerpt below!
NSFW CW: light BDSM, butt plugs, oral sex, penis inflation (not in excerpt but on AO3)
The Long Road to Meatballs
After an unfortunate miscommunication regarding the lack of spice in their lives, Aziraphale and Crowley seek out IKEA’s new intimate playroom products for the South Downs cottage. When their purchase—and all 279+ parts—proves too difficult to assemble, Aziraphale and Crowley take matters into their own hands (literally). It's the IKEA comedy smut you never knew you wanted but can't live without.
IKEA had evolved a great deal over the decades, as had Crowley and Aziraphale’s relationship. The Swedish furniture and furnishings company—in a debatably misguided and belated attempt to be a part of the sex-positivity movement—had developed designs for one’s personal intimate playroom, including the TRÄLDOM, BOTÖVNING, and FLATHET series. In addition, the Swedish designers had managed to produce products for each line that incorporated a not insignificant amount of chipboard.[1] This was quite a feat considering that most of the products listed should have been predominantly made of metal, leather, silicone, latex, or fur.[2]
As for Crowley and Aziraphale’s relationship, it had evolved out of a 6000-year drama defined by mutual pining and pegged in by supernatural bureaucracy, into a satisfying pairing filled with safety, stability, and sex. Lovemaking had been glorious and intoxicating, and while it rarely verged into territory that could be considered truly “hedonistic,” both parties were quietly content in their newfound domesticity. But as we both know, dear reader, few things last forever.
And so it was on a mild Tuesday afternoon in the South Downs when an unfortunate exchange concerning Crowley’s cooking planted a seed of doubt in the demon's mind as to whether his angel was truly sexually satisfied.
[1] Note for Americans and other aliens: chipboard is the British term for particle board or low-density fibreboard. Regardless of the term, it is an unsuitable material for any type of sexual activity as it has the ability to absorb moisture like a sponge.
[2] This had led to IKEA ending up in litigation for five years over several regrettable incidents that had occurred with their compressed wooden dildo.
Continue reading on AO3 for Crowley and Aziraphale miscommunications, sex swing assembly complications, witty banter, dowels, sausage jokes, and some first-time sexual experiments: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52376542
Image by Polychrome.
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slurpi13 · 3 months
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My entry for the @goodomensafterdark ineffable smut war inspired by this lovely piece of art from @mothdogsart that sent my mind into a rabid, frenzied fit.
Thank you so much to my immensely talented beta & friend @pixiefairy15 for all the love, support, and encouragement. 💖
Recently, Aziraphale started telling himself a new lie—Crowley’s favorite by far. Technically, it wasn’t a sin if they didn’t touch the naughty bits.
The lie brought Crowley here, entirely naked in front of the full-length mirror in Aziraphale’s rarely occupied upstairs bedroom.
Explicit content, 3k words.
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malohkeh-main · 4 months
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Oh crap... I forgot how much of a bad idea it was to open Tumblr while in public this month
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Don't mind me, I'm opening duolingo and will hide behind my hair for the remaining of the ride.
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pandaakatsuki · 4 months
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It's interesting how Crowleys not wearing something he'd usually wear... I wonder whats up with that
Smut wars is on!!
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lydiablackblade · 4 months
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If someone is looking for me (no one will, but): I quited my job, closed the door, put my phone on DnD and moved to the GOAD sub for the next five weeks. I'm not gonna survive, tho, but die happily.
Honestly, how can someone expect me to do my work and have a full adult life when SMUT WAR IS HAPPENING?! It was hard to manage even before that.
Also, I know where I'll spend my christmas money. On Patreon. Will cancel some of my subscription then I can spend more money on Patreon supporting GO artists. Goal of life.
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eefaevie · 4 months
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parce qu'on s'est crié des mots qui ont sali tous nos plus beaux dessins, on a hurlé des chaudières d'encre noire sur le bonheur
j'expose ma tête, mes yeux, mon cœur et mes mains
si tu reviens
something quiet, gentle, and romantic for today. I’ve been assured it’s suggestive enough for @goodomensafterdark ‘s smut war, so enjoy this soft interlude with suggestive tummy ❤️
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mrghostrat · 4 months
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i sat down to draw some smut for the smut war and found this poor wip that has been sitting in my "to draw" pile since october
it seemed like an awfully fitting way to start 👁️👁️
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gahellhimself-blog · 4 months
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Good morning!
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More pr.Fell..
More bass player Crowley!!
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Smut war !!
@goodomensafterdark
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daneecastle · 4 months
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@goodomensafterdark congrats on hitting 5k with your members with your subreddit!
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bea-n-art · 4 months
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Repent for your sins. 02
There is an adult war over at https://www.reddit.com/r/GoodOmensAfterDark My GO artists friends are participating in the event, so I have also enlisted.
You can go check out some Good Omen art with a spicy twist over there, or take a sneak peek at @goodomensafterdark
My Print Shop | My Ko-fi Community
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mrscakeishere · 3 months
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Polycakes (me and @polychromicron-persei-8) here, proudly hurling our final grenade in the @goodomensafterdark Smut War.
Let’s finish with a big bang, shall we? And since it is almost springtime, we thought you might enjoy this little return to nature titled, Just Your Garden Variety Kink (rated Explicit).
Summary and excerpt below!
NSFW CW: Anal sex, blow jobs, dirty talk, non-consenting foliage
Just Your Garden Variety Kink
Crowley knows to treat his garden with a good firm hand, but when it comes to his angel, he’s as sweet as pussywillow. And it’s driving Aziraphale barmy. 
If only there was some way to channel some of that discipline his way!
There’s only one option for it, really: Aziraphale will just have to prove to Crowley that he’s the naughtiest, dirtiest flower of all…
“Be kind to one another.” That was what Jesus had taught—and at the level of everyday interpersonal interactions, he had a point. But clearly, Jesus hadn’t considered those of us who were a “certified freak, seven days a week.” Or so Aziraphale thought as he watched Crowley fuss with his plants in the garden, scolding them to bend to his will, and threatening punishment if they misbehaved. If only Crowley would act a little more like that in the bedroom and a little less like…well…Jesus, then perhaps Aziraphale wouldn’t currently be wearing pink lace panties under his trousers and touching himself in their cottage kitchen next to a decorative "Let's Not Get Too Pastry" sign.
Through the window, Aziraphale could hear Crowley reprimanding a European Bishop for daring to grow in the garden.
“Bifora testiculata,” Aziraphale muttered to himself, biting his lip as he cupped his balls, then gave them an experimental swat as Crowley hurled a plastic watering can across the lawn. Aziraphale wondered if Crowley ever spanked his plants, but realised that he probably didn’t. Such an idea didn’t make much sense. He loosened his tie.
Continue on Ao3 for more saucy botanical references and other whorticulture. (Thanks @hakunahistata for that beautiful word).
And, many thanks to our betas @hakunahistata, 77cck, and @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon!
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theonevoice · 3 months
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Dream
- I'm not sleeping... - I know.
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A quick intermission before the next installment of my angsty celestial wartime mood pieces to present you my tame entry (because I'm the kind of person who feels allusions way more than direct representations...) inspired by the smut war over on the @goodomensafterdark subreddit!
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goodomensafterdark · 4 months
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More aphrodisiac laudanum-addled Crowley by the great reddit user legal_chipmunk_2095!
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