A Soul Mate
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An Aziracrow Soulmates AU
Aziraphale has never felt like this before. He's never been the ditsy kind but something about Crowley is killing him inside. But why?.. Turns out.. Angels have breeding cycles once they hit a certain age. And Crowely is the perfect suitor! (And father) One of those cringey mates-for-eternity "but actually not that bad" angsty hurt comfort fluffy plot with porn fics you keep hearing about on twitter. I don't know what to tag because they are both sexless and genderless celestial beings but #mpreg
After season one and after the covid call, Where Aziraphale accepted Crowley's offer to bunker down at the book shop, Pre season two. (Because we're gonna ignore that :") But it does contain season two spoilers. I also put little bits of playlist on each chapter, Recommendations welcome!
All commentary including thoughts/questions/requests are appreciated. Hell if you want, treat the comments like a Q&A for both the characters and I.
Cover art is mine, Please do not repost, steal or copy. Aziraphale and Crowley belong to Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett.
"Shh! Be quiet!" He scolded her in a whisper, Pushing her off his lap as he picked up both bags of food.
"Make me!"
His eyes widened as he stuck out his tongue in a small, curious hiss. He forgot how much of a pain Angels could be sometimes...
"I am not making our baby on the street, Aziraphale!"
These words alone seemed to have clicked something in her brain to finally listen because she squealed and clapped her hands. "You're going to give me a baby!??"
"Oi!! Sssshh!! You don't have to shout it from Big Ben yankow!"
Part of Crowley was excited. Very excited.
But another part of him was scared. What if she didn't actually want a baby and this was just the hormones talking?
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