Crowley x Aziraphale Oneshots
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Dernière publication lun., oct. 23, 2023
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Welcome to series of oneshots from Good Omens. And by that I ofcourse mean just oneshots of our ineffable husbands; Aziraphale and Crowley. This book will include all kinds of oneshots, angst, fluff, AUs, etc. There will always be music that goes with the chapter, so be sure to listen to that while reading. Enjoy!
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Warnings; this book is rated as Mature simply because of some cursing and drinking in a few of the stories.
Anyway, enjoy! :)
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Aziraphale would forgive him, of course. He always did. That had always been the Hell of it. It had been stupid to think things would be any different this time. It was a game they had been playing a long, long time, and he was all kinds of fool and idiot if he was going to suddenly start taking it seriously, even if only a few days ago he had thought Aziraphale was dead. Our side. It would be nice, really nice, if there was an *our side.* To be honest with himself, there was nothing in all the universe he wanted more. "I'll pick you up at eight," he repeated to the closed door, and headed back to the flat to take it out on the plants.
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