Holiday Hazards - Chapter 1
Winter Omens Big Bang time! I'm posting chapter 1 today because today is the winter solstice. Why is that important, you may ask? Well, you'll have to read my story to find out. 😁
There are 6 chapters in total (around 48k words by last estimation) and I'll update every Sunday and Thursday.
The art was created by the fabulous DeMented_DeMeown and it's amazing!!! I'm so in love with these pieces, I can't even tell you how much I love them. You're getting a sneak peek with this cover art - which uses one of the pieces - for the rest you will find in chapter 5 and 6 when they come out - and anywhere else that DeMented_DeMeown decides to post them. 🥰💜
I want to thank my wonderful beta readers @angie-words and @playdohangel for all their help and support, the @whickberstreetwriters for being my wonderful home on the internet and the mods over at @gowinterbang for organising this fun event that'll keep us all fed with fanfic and art through the holidays and into the next year!
Rated E (the E rated chapters are number two and six)
(some) Tags: Established Relationship, Lack of Communication, Winter Solstice, Crowley Hates the Cold (Good Omens), Food Kink, Food Play, Light Dom/sub, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Oral Sex, Biting, Crowley's Tongue (Good Omens), POV Crowley (Good Omens), Top Aziraphale/Bottom Crowley (Good Omens), Top Crowley/Bottom Aziraphale (Good Omens), Witchcraft, mentioned emotional abuse, mentioned disordered eating, mentioned illness, NSFW Art, Post-Canon
Tags will be updated when necessary (and it will be necessary, DeMented_DeMeown agreed that it would be fun to keep the ones for the last chapter secret for now 😏). Please read them carefully and decide if this is for you.
Crowley and Aziraphale are going on their first ever winter holiday as an Us. Crowley doesn’t understand why Aziraphale insisted on a town in the English countryside during the coldest winter they’ve had in decades, when they could have gone literally anywhere (preferably somewhere warm) and plans to spend his time where it’s comfortable (in bed with Aziraphale). Aziraphale has naturally other plans.
The next morning, the weather only seems to be getting worse, much worse. Now they have to find out what’s going on and how to save everyone, themselves included - so Crowley can finally have the winter holiday he wants.
“You could always apologise,” Aziraphale said in such an obvious unaffected, casual tone, he could have just as well held up a flashing neon sign saying ‘Oi, you should do exactly what I just said’.
Crowley growled. He was not going to apologise to his car. He was a demon, for someone’s sake. Even if that didn’t account for much these days - after their second Armageddon’t (or was it Second Comingn’t?) and freedom from their head offices won (this time for real, hopefully) - he still had his image to keep. You never knew what was lurking in the night, and he’d rather that anything that might be lurking out there got the message to do it somewhere very far away.
Besides, it was the weather’s fault that his mood had taken a turn for the worse. The weather’s and Aziraphale’s because it had been his idea to drive to Fucking-Nowhere-Holt for a bloody Christmas market and the ambience or Christmas spirit or some such nonsense. Which had made the Bentley - always quick to please her favourite angel, blasted traitor that she was - start playing Christmas songs.
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Also, please don't forget to check out all the other wonderful stories and artworks created for this event. For example:
Thinkinginscripts and maon25
NaturallyTeal and dragonfire42
iarrannme and @c0smicdisaster (COsmicLunatic)
@kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon and @crowleysgoat
And there is plenty more in the AO3 collection!
