Mixed oneshots!

Aziraphale x reader

Requested by: @JiffinyHDMysten also sorry it took so long and happy bday!

I had always been a rough n tough girl. Growing up in seattle wasn't easy. Especially when your house gets burned down and your the only one to survive. I got up out of my bed, heading to the bathroom and taking a look at the old burn marks. Then looked myself in the eyes, one glowing white and the other (e/c). I gave a small smirk. A ghost appeared behind me. 

"Good morning Sal," I greeted. 

"Good morning Detective," He taunted.

"Watch it, remembered whose body your sharing," I smirked. 

"Yeah yeah," He waved me off. His full name is Salvador Dearil. He was a man who died in the southeast tip of Arizona. A major landline area. After getting murdered his ghost seeked vengeance. After a series of him possing College kids then making come back like dead which actually he had made a trade with them. He said he could get rid of all their worries and revive them if he could use their body. All these kids agreed. Then I was put on the case.  I set off and fought with him, overcoming my own trama at the same time. Now just kinda share a body. Honestly I don't know how but we make it work. 

This also means I now have direct connects with the afterlife. I've spoken with demons but never angels. This also means I'm pretty well known through the supernatural world. I brushed my hand through my hair. "Time for work," I hummed. 

"Heck yeah! Whats the case today doc?" Sal asked. 

"I have no idea, bosses orders." I shrugged stripping out of my PJ's. I turned on the shower and hopped in, The warm water against my skin. After my shower I got dressed into a white sweatshirt, a warm brown trench coat, a darker brown wide legged pants and white sneakers, lastly my signature aviator glasses to cover up my eyes. I made a cup of tea and then grabbed my over the shoulder satchel bag and headed out of the apartment. I waved goodbye to the Manager of the place, a tiny old lady by the name of Meredith. 

I hopped on the bus heading to work, which was 8 minutes late, it didn't matter as I was 6:30 am and I would be one of the first in the office, just after my boss who lived next to the office. The bus ride was quiet, no one else on the bus at this hour. I walked into the building and headed up to the 5th floor where I worked. The elevator here was quick. The ding and the door opened, I headed to my desk to set my bag down. That's when I remembered, I no longer had a cubical as I now had my own little room. I smiled, heading there instead. I unlocked the door and turned the light on. I set my bag down on my chair grabbing out my computer. I quickly logged in and checked my email. I hummed at the notification of a new case. I opened up the email. The case was set in England. I raised an eyebrow. 

"Why the hell am I taking care of a case that's in England?" I asked no one in particular as I glanced over the case something about theft of some jewels or something like that.

My office door swung open and In walked my boss, "Pack your bags, your heading to London Detective (L/n)."

I turned to Celina, "Why me? Don't they have their own people over there?" 

She rested against my door frame, "They said their tough outta luck and they feel the case is gonna go cold soon."

"Yikes, It should be easy, what time does the plane leave?" I asked. 

"Tomorrow morning, take the day off and pack," She waved me off. 

"You coulda told me that before I came in," I rolled my eyes.

"Maybe check your email before you come in," She replied matter of factly. 

"Yeah yeah," I said gathering up my stuff, picking back up my bag. I headed out the front door, passing by co-workers, giving them a slight wave. I hop back on the bus and head home.