#and Azi looks done here of course which is all of us lol

[tampire]

#Mood

[ourownsideimagines]

How To Keep A Secret for Less Than 24 Hours (Crowley x Pregnant!Fem!Witch!Reader)

Characters: Crowley, Aziraphale, fem!witch!reader

Requested: Yes 

Requested by: @fortune-fool02

Point of View: 

Summary: When (name) discovers she is pregnant with her partner, Crowley’s, child, she goes to Aziraphale for help.

Warnings: Unplanned pregnancy, slight angst. Some cussing. Minimal editing.

Words: 1408

A/N: I keep doing witch readers lol. I almost didn’t finish this in time because I was trying to get my printer working to get more D&D sheets- Anyway, enjoy this, I promise it’s not an angsty ending. 

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(Name) had met Crowley in the mid 1600’s. It had been a more than awkward meeting, as she was being dragged by an angry mob towards her pyre while they all chanted “witch, witch!”. And Crowley had saved her, though he had yet to, after almost 350 years, tell her why. Even after 140 years of dating he had yet to tell her. It was one of the few secrets he kept from her.

Now, there weren’t many things that (name) didn’t tell her partner. She wasn’t a big fan of keeping secrets from him.

But this.

Oh, god, this.

How was she supposed to tell him this?

(Name) had been using the same ritual to keep herself alive and rejuvenated for years, and she’d realized rather quickly that it kept everything as equally alive and rejuvenated. Which is why, when Mother Nature was not one, but two weeks late to kick her ass, she was worried.

To her luck, Crowley hadn’t noticed. He also wasn’t aware that she had set up a doctors appointment, of which she went to alone, and very early in the morning.

Positive. The test came back positive.

She and Crowley had been so careful, hadn’t they? 

(Name) was beginning to panic.

Pregnant. She was pregnant. With Crowley’s child - oh god, how am I supposed to tell him, she thought to herself, sitting huddled on the bus bench waiting to be taken back home where she would ultimately have to tell her lover of the unplanned pregnancy.

Did he even want children? She had asked him about it almost a century ago, and back then the answer has been no. Was it still a no now? What would he do if it was?

An idea popped into her head, and she stood. (Name) walked to the light, and crossed the street.

There was only one person on the whole planet who knew her partner even better than she did. Hell, Aziraphale probably knew Crowley better than the demon knew himself. (Name) had known Aziraphale for a number of years, and would consider him one of her closest (and only) friends. She just hoped, she prayed, that he would be able to help her at least calm her nerves.

So (name) hopped on a bus that took her in the opposite direction of her and Crowley’s flat, and towards the bookshop.

Her mind was swamped with worry, and with doubt.  As soon as she arrived at the bookshop and barreled through the doors and into the back room, past the customers who turned their heads when they heard the aggressive-Aw ring of the bell.

“I’m sorry but you cannot be-“ Aziraphale stopped when he realized who had entered his back room. “(Name)? What’s wrong, my dear, you look upset - come on, sit down, I will be right back.” (Name) wordlessly did as she was told, slumping into Aziraphale’s couch as he went to the main part of the shop to usher people out. She could hear him telling them some family business had popped up, and felt her throat tighten.

When Aziraphale reemerged (name) was almost in tears.

“Oh, my dear, what seems to be the matter? Did Crowley do something?” (Name) shook her head furiously at that.

“No!” She said. “No, no, he’s done nothing.” Realizing that she was beginning to cry, (name) quickly began to wipe the tears away. “Aziraphale… I need help.”

“Whatever might be the matter? My dear, this is most irregular - not that I’m refusing assistance, but is it so bad you cannot seek your own partners help?”

“Aziraphale,” she took in a deep, shaky breath. “I went to the hospital this morning.”

“That’s never a good start.” Aziraphale lowered himself onto the couch beside her. “Why did you go?”

“I needed to be certain of something.” She told him, cursing herself internally. She needed to just come out and say it.

“Of what?” Here goes nothing.

“I’m pregnant.” Her words hung in the air, silence had overtaken the bookshop.

“Oh,” Aziraphale finally said. “Should I congratulate you?”

“No,” she shook her head. “No, I,” she stopped, wiping again at her eyes. “I came here because I… I’m scared.”

“Whatever for?”

“Because this wasn’t planned.” She all but snapped, turning her head to him. “Crowley and I haven’t talked about... kids in a century, and last we spoke he didn’t want any.”

“A lot can change in a century, (name).” Aziraphale said softly, taking your hand.

“I’m scared, Aziraphale.” She said again. “I don’t know what to do.”

“Well, do you want the child?”

“What?”

“Do you, (name), want the child?” She thought about it, but only for a moment, because she already knew the answer. It was her answer that had made her so scared of how Crowley might react.

“Yes,” she said. “Of course I want them.”

“Then tell him that.”

“What if he doesn’t?”

“(Name),” Aziraphale sighed. “It is your body. And if Crowley decides he doesn’t want to be a father, he cannot force you to… rid your body of the child.”

“Aziraphale…”

“I know this must be hard on you, my dear.” He gently brushed your cheek with his fingers. “But if you want to know my opinion, I don’t think Crowley would ever leave you. Not even for something like this. Crowley is truly, deeply in love with you and even if he’s scared, even if he’s not too keen on having children, I do not believe he would ever, even for a moment, contemplate abandoning either of you.” She nodded slowly, and then began shaking her head, laughing sadly.

“As much as I want this child,” She began. “I’m still so scared. I was raised in the 15th century, Aziraphale. How the hell do you raise a child in this day and age?”

“Well, I guess you just… figure it out as you go. Read a parenting book. Or something.” He clasped his hands together. “Besides. I don’t believe the child will be like all the other children - not that that is a bad thing.”

“Half-demon half-witch…” (name) murmured, wiping away what she hoped would be the last of her tears. “This should be interesting.” Aziraphale gave her a soft smile. “Thank you, Azi… I… I don’t think I’m so scared anymore.” You stood from the couch and Aziraphale followed. The two of you were so distracted you didn’t hear someone enter the shop.

“Are you going to tell him?” He asked.

“I don’t think this is something I should keep from him.” She murmured. Aziraphale gave a short nod, and opened his arms. (Name) stepped into the hug, letting out a sigh.

“Hey, Aziraphale, have you seen-” Crowley stopped talking as he entered the back room, having just taken off his sunglasses. His eyes met (name)’s and he seemed to relax. “Ah, I should have known!” He smiled widely. Then, jokingly, he continues, “Should I be worried about you stealing my girl, Aziraphale?” He said, and the Angel rolled his eyes. He then looked (name) in the eyes and there was a perfect understanding between the two. She nodded gently. “Something the two of you want to tell me?”

“Actually,” (Name) said, taking in a deep breath. “Just me.” (Name) walked to Crowley, and took his hands in her own. “Crowley, I have something very important to tell you.”

“Is everything alright, love?” He asked.

“Yeah, everything is… Everything’s okay.” She swallowed hard, her nerves coming back. “Now, Crowley, I understand if you become upset,”

“I’m really not liking where this is going.” He murmured, looking over your shoulder. Then he looked back to you, unblinking, and completely focused on you. Just like a band-aid, she reminded herself.

“Crowley,” She brought his hands up to her cheeks, a wave of calm passing over her from the contact, and she gently rubbed her backs of his hands. She closed her eyes. “I’m pregnant.” She felt dread in the silence, then heard Crowley sigh in relief.

“For someone’s sake, I thought you were leaving me.” (Name)’s eyes opened in surprise to find that Crowley had closed his own, tears rolling down his cheeks. She quickly brought him into a hug.

“You’re not mad?” She whispered.

“No,” He replied. “No, I’m not mad. God, I could never be mad.” Then, after a moment. “Holy shit, I’m going to be a father.” 

That was the moment (name) knew that everything would be okay.

[spinneryesteryear]

Spinner plays FFXIV Heavensward

SPOILERS AHOY

- I made sure to unlock and lvl DRG before starting HW because reasons

- I… don’t really understand why people love Foulques so much? I can only presume it’s because they find him attractive

- at first I wondered why the lancers’ guild quests emphasized courage so much, but once you realize lancer upgrades to dragoon it all makes sense: they’re training the absolute maniacs who jump headfirst at DRAGONS; of course they’re going to emphasize courage

- the literal first thing I did as a dragoon after getting my soul crystal and the jump action was to launch myself into an AOE so clearly I’m playing my job right

- the drama between Alberic and Estinien was the only reason I made it through the 2.1 - 2.3 slog, tbh

- I picked up GLD/PLD somewhere in there, too, but the GLD quests weren’t exactly riveting and the PLD quests weren’t any better. I was just biding my time for DRK

- meanwhile I had hit like lvl 62 on WHM thanks to running lots of roulettes with Adventurer in Need: Healer so I’d switch to that while wandering through a lot of the HW regions so the mobs wouldn’t attack me. I did the HW story on DRG but ran dungeons as WHM the first time bc it’s my comfort role. 

- I’m… still not sure exactly how to do the mechanics on the Steps of Faith. Whoops. Fortunately, all but once I was WHM when I got it in roulette and I could just heal/spam Holy. The exception was on DRG and I just kinda… derped around killing what adds I could.

- those cutscenes at the end of 2.5, though. Dude. Duuuuuuude.

- it did give us Pipin Tarupin, however, and he is Best Lala.

- So, like… what exactly did Ysayle expect would happen when she broke Ishguard’s magic wards and opened it to assault by hordes of dragons??She seems genuinely regretful of the innocent lives lost when spoken to in the MSQ later in HW proper, but when she actually did the deed she was channeling ‘deranged witch�� for all it was worth and talking about how the sons should pay for the sins of their fathers. Did this incident give her a rude awakening about the Dravanian desire for vengeance?? Idk, maybe further quests will explain this.

—– me: *just arrives in Ishgard*

—– me: *taking the grand tour of the city*

—– me: *notices mob near cathedral, inquires about it, learns about recent violent death of heretic*

—– me: *finds heretic corpse*

—– me: *derails grand tour of Ishgard by slaughtering my way through the streets and through various chapels, laughing maniacally as I enjoy the greater reach of my brand-new greatsword and spam Unleash*

—– me, standing amid the broken corpses of a few dozen temple knights: Count Fortemps is probably gonna regret letting me into this city.

- that one dude in Camp Cloudtop who’s entirely too obsessed with the menu deserves to be booted off his lookout platform. I’ll even rescue him via flying mount before he splatters on the ground (however far down the ground happens to be, idk), but I really want to kick him off at least once. He gave me far too many fetch quests and my inner Fray is disgruntled, to say the least.

- me, just trying to make my way across the map: WILL EVERYTHING IN COERTHAS STOP CHASING ME???

- other people think the gaelicats are too cute to kill them. I, however, just want to kill them all the more. I’d be perfectly content to leave the mobs alone and continue on my merry way, but, nooooooo, they have to attack me. So I respond in savage kind.

- me, doing sidequest chains and getting mildly attached to extremely minor characters: So, I kinda ship Ayleth and Saintrelmaux now…

- ever since I unlocked it, I get Dusk Vigil all the time in lvling roulette so I’m now an expert on ice age megafauna, undead knights, and murderous griffins of the non-Sloppeh type

- Ravana is my fave HW primal, hands down, and his theme is definitely among my fave primal music. I would say it’s my absolute fave (I have listened to it on repeat for hours at a time, but I’ve done that with other music, so it’s not conclusive evidence) but it has stiff competition in the form of the Ultima theme, Leviathan’s theme, and the Knights of the Round theme.

- going on a life-changing field trip with Alphinaud, Estinien, and Ysayle was amazing. All we needed was Zuko.

- far too many side quests in Tailfeather. Far too many. And that one quest chain ended up with the poor dude’s pet baby chocobo as chicken tenders? If I didn’t hate chickens so much IRL that would have been super painful.

- the moogle quests required to progress the MSQ weren’t that bad. The sheer amount of moogle sidequests needed to unlock flying for that zone and their beast tribe quests, however…. well, I’m completely on board now with any plans Sidurgu might have for utter moogle genocide.

- lol, the moogles were about to give us more chores to do but Estinien’s sheer murderous rage panicked their chieftain into sending us on our way. I love him. (Estinien, that is. Not the moogles. I love to hate them.)

- Estinien is just… I love him so much. It’s more than his armor. It’s more than his jumps. It’s more than his sass and swearing. No stereotypical elf qualities to be found here, folks. Honestly, he could give some elves from The Silmarillion a run for their money, with even his own equivalent of Angband PTSD post-Nidhogg. I also immensely love that he’s a character on a power level similar to the WoL. (I don’t actually enjoy the main character being the most powerful person in the world, without equal. I like someone else being better in at least some ways and that being okay.) Heck, when possessed by Nidhogg he’s the final boss of the expansion + patches. And he lives. (Which is in itself a pretty powerful moment and Alphinaud and the WoL’s desire to save him lifts the whole plot point/theme into something more sublime. It would have been easy to kill him regretfully, both from a Watsonian and a Doylist perspective. The devs had no problems throwing painful deaths at us in this expansion. But we took the harder route. And it was worth it.)

- low-key painful Heavensward moments (bc heavens know there’s enough high-key painful moments): Alberic is extremely worried about his adopted son, whom he last saw nearly possessed by a dragon’s millennium’s worth of hate and rage, and who then vanished in an explosion, but he can’t do anything about it so instead he helps another retired dragoon worry about his own missing daughter

- ngl there was some red herring foreshadowing that the primal Archbishop Thordan planned to summon was actually Halone, the Fury, Goddess of Justice and Patroness of Ishgard. Which would have been badass. But I’m pretty sure Square Enix is going the Dragon Age route of never confirming/denying the presence of the Maker with their Twelve, Halone included, so I deemed it unlikely even as I secretly hoped. A lot of players probably missed these fake hints and would wonder what I’m even talking about. 

- I couldn’t even get mad about all the bad things that happened during the Vault because the characters were juggling Idiot Balls. (1) Aymeric thought his father, who has been consorting with Ascians and plans to summon a primal, could be reasoned with. (2) Aymeric went alone to go reason with him and was correspondingly captured and tortured. (3) We fought three of the twelve Heaven’s Ward in the Vault itself and NO ONE APPARENTLY QUESTIONED WHERE THE OTHER NINE WERE. Plus, said three have clearly already been tempered and are feeding off primal energy for their second forms, even if the mechanics are unknown. Those without the Echo should have promptly skedaddled after rescuing Aymeric. (4) After a dungeon full of ambush mobs, no one thought to secure the little airship landing behind the Vault before arguing with Archbishop Thordan. In Ishgard, city of verticality with its gravity-defying dragoons, personal airplanes, and millennium-long war against flying dragons. Everyone involved should have thought to check the nearby roofs for hostiles. Am I seriously the only person who has ever thought tactically about this situation??? (5) The WoL and Haurchefant rush forward to delay the Archbishop, again without considering the whereabouts of the rest of his presumably also tempered bodyguards or whether any hostiles remain in the building behind us. And so events happened as they did.

- Regula van Hydrus has a cool name and a cool silhouette with that helmet. Better than Varis, anyway. 

- the Vundu are probably my fave HW beast tribe. The moogles are the crafting tribe so Imma do them anyway (and have fun tricking them into doing work) but I’m actually looking forward to the Vundu. I’m just benevolently apathetic towards the Gnath.

- I just, like… did not care about Azys Lla in the slightest. It was more Allagan BS and I hated the map. (I still don’t have it fully explored??? What am I doing??) The ‘terms and conditions’ bit with the node was amusing, but… the entire place got old almost immediately. Finding Tiamat and talking to her with Midgardsormr was the only high point.

- why isn’t there an option to have Hrasevelgr come and talk to Tiamat to persuade her to abandon her self-chosen imprisonment??? Or to have Estinien later come and talk to her to possibly give her Nidhogg’s perspective? Bc I think Nidhogg would have some insight into her situation, definitely. She summoned elder primal Bahamut out of grief at his loss, while Nidhogg launched a millennium-long war out of grief at Ratatoskr’s loss, and now they’ve both abandoned their vengeance. 

- ARF TILL YOU BARF

- idk, man, the Aetherochemical Research Facility is such a weird conglomerate of things for a dugneon. Firstly, you got Allagan tech and machines. Then you got mutant creatures the Allagans made (bc, if it was mad science, then the Allagans were all over it). Then you got Ascians, evil ghosty dudes who laugh evilly and throw standard Evil Ascian Attacks at you before doing the fusion dance from Dragonball Z and becoming a Giant Evil Ascian. Igeyhorm has a feminine voice but is she(?) actually female or is she just presumably possessing a female body? Do Ascians have gender or do they even care about such things? (I am very much Not Thinking about Solus/Emet-Selch reproducing here.) 

- Archbishop Thordan reveals the millennium-old, perfectly preserved corpse of Haldrath, the original Thordan’s dragoon son, with NIDHOGG’S OTHER EYE FUSED INTO THE CORPSE’S CHEST, and, like, no one really comments on it in- or out-of-universe???? What happened??? Haldrath gave up the throne, apparently because he wasn’t 100% on board with his dad’s treachery against Ratatoskr and consequent decision to kill all dragons to maintain power. Dragoons were apparently already a thing at this point (HC: to combat the voidsent infesting Abalathia’s Spine and the mountains between Coerthas and Gridania, e.g. Witches’ Drop), so what happened to Haldrath? Is this explained somewhere and I missed it??? Did Nidhogg hijack his mind? Estinien had Nidhogg’s eyes (both of them, incidentally, which Haldrath didn’t have to deal with) fused to his arm & shoulder but Haldrath had an eye fused to his chest. To his HEART. What happened.

- And then Archbishop Thordan somehow turns Haldrath’s corpse + armor + Nidhogg’s eye into a sword, the primal version of presumably Ascalon, King Thordan’s sword, somehow designing it to eat primal/Ascian aether. And then he kills Lahabrea, which, no great loss there. But it leaves my questions unanswered.

- Thordan + Knights of the Round is such a cool trial, I love it to death and not because it’s easy. It could be as hard as Nidhogg Normal and I’d still love it. I wish I had a static with whom I could do Thordan Ex and other more complicated content.

- finishing that fight and the cutscenes after, however… man, I didn’t know how to feel. I was screaming internally and torn in at least three different directions. Couldn’t get through the patch content fast enough to fight Nidhogg.

- had to fight Raubahn as DRG to represent my decimated Knights Dragoon brethren and my missing possessed dragoon brother and restore their honor. I’m also 100% convinced Raubahn learned of Ifrit’s nail trick and decided, “I can totally do that with Tizona.”

- has Aymeric ever done a dragoon jump? No? Then he’s not a real Azure Dragoon even if he has a nice color scheme and has ridden a dragon. I mean, I wouldn’t be surprised if he can do a dragoon jump (he’s survived years as Estinien’s friend somehow, and I can’t help but imagine he’s dragged Estinien off more than one rooftop), but until he does it I’m not budging on this. 

- Aymeric getting stabbed by a rando with a pocketknife and nearly dying was (1) surprisingly realistic and (2) made him look wimpy next to all the punishment so many of the other characters take without dying. Sorry, man. It had to be said. I love you, Aymeric, but still.

- standing there on the Final Steps of Faith, on the broken bridge to the Gate of Judgment, staring down Nidhogg while that beautiful music plays (TELL ME WHY BREAK TRUST, WHY TURN THE PAST TO DUST) and waiting for the queue to pop… that was a powerful emotion unlike any other. Stormblood couldn’t match it.

- Nidhogg is such a fun fight because it’s still hard and I hate that I don’t get it in trial roulette more often. (Trial roulette is my favorite, actually. I love almost all trials - with the notable exception of the Chrysalis bc everyone runs around like chickens with their heads cut off on it and rages in chat, and with the possible exception of non-Final Steps of Faith.) Akh Morn is still a killer, I sometimes just want to watch bodies hit the floor, and Final Chorus is such a badass moment even as we’re all dodging for our puny lives. We’re fighting Bahamut’s brother. 

- Estinien takes advantage of Nidhogg’s temporary aether depletion to regain enough control over his body to try to kill himself before being used to wreak any more havoc. Estinien survived weeks, possibly months of possession via ancient angry dragon, and having two giant dragon eyeballs embedded in his body and feeding him enormous amounts of foreign aether. Estinien survived his body being aetherically remade into the shape of an enormous dragon and then into a giant dragon-man hybrid. Estinien survived the Warrior of Light. IMHO he doesn’t get enough credit for this. 

- do u ever wonder about Hraesvelgr and Estinien later meeting and Hraesvelgr identifying the spirit of his brother lingering within Estinien? Bc I think a lot of us have headcanon’d that Estinien is not as free of Nidhogg as one might think, what with his red fiery aura in SB and all. On the other hand… some of us further theorize that Estinien can’t be tempered now, so he could help us fight primals. It’d be awesome.