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Drama teacher Crowley loves directing the Tadfield Community Players' shows—interacting with the rest of the staff at the community center, not so much. So when he meets the new accompanist for this year's musical, he's shocked to find that he might actually like him. Possibly more than like, if he's being honest. Aziraphale is fresh from leaving a long career as a church pianist, and hoping that a new job will get him out of the lonely rut he's found himself in. The attention and kindness of the flashy community theater director are unexpected, but not unwelcome. Far from it. But with a community theater to run, a show to put on, and a disgruntled R.P. Tyler looking for any excuse to get rid of Crowley and his theater program, will they be able to make a relationship work? And, more importantly, can they make sure the show still goes on?

Length: 53,369 words

AO3 Rating: Teen and Up

Best for: Safe in Public, Fluff, Human AU

Triggers: None

Read it here, fic by MickyRC

*Minor Spoilers* I read this in the afternoon, on the couch, with a big blanket and what a great way that was to enjoy this story! This is a human au where Crowley is the director of the Tadfield community theatre, and Aziraphale is this year's music accompanist.

Now I may be biased because I did community theatre for 7 summers as a kid, and this perfectly captures the gentle chaos of this kind of production. I love Crowley's passion for theatre and everyone in his community. This is for everyone who loves a softie Crowley. All the side characters you know and love will appear, and are used very well.

It is a very chaste story, there is romance, but this is much more interested in telling us about the production itself and how that's going. Overall this is the story you want when you want the warm fuzzies, or if you were also a theatre kid. It's full of the love that a community can bring. The big family they've all found in each other. It brought back so many fond memories for me!

Of course, dear!

The Memory of All That by MickyRC

“Oh well. We had a little adventure, anyway.”

Crowley pressed a kiss to his cheek. “We’ll try another time, angel. You’ll get your picnic eventually.”

or

Five times Aziraphale and Crowley tried to go on a picnic, and one time they actually managed it.

Certainly!

Please Silence Your Cell Phones by MickyRC

Conrad really, really just wants to get away from people for a few hours and watch some dumb movies.

The weird couple arguing a few rows ahead have other ideas.

In The Pocket of The Universe by indieninja92

Five Times Aziraphale Saved Crowley From A Bad Date (And One Time He Didn’t) by MickyRC

Almost Familiar by MickyRC

Be Mine by CopperBeech

Perfect, Beautiful You by CopperBeech

An Ineffable Hallow’s Eve by JenniferNapier

I thoroughly enjoyed all of these very much!

~refraingirl

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In the Pocket of the Universe by indieninja92

Immediately after the church scene (and The Slow Zoom of Homosexual Panic), Aziraphale takes Crowley out for dinner in the only place still open in the middle of an air raid. Feelings closely follow.

Explicit rating for the second chapter only, which takes place after Armageddon't.

Five Times Aziraphale Saved Crowley From A Bad Date (And One Time He Didn't) by MickyRC

Crowley had no idea why he said yes. Seriously, what? A date? At his age? Why?

Crowley really should know better than going on dates with humans. He doesn't, though. Luckily, Aziraphale usually turns up just in time to get him out of it.

Almost Familiar by MickyRC

Warlock couldn't help being a little underwhelmed by Soho. There was nothing there that really struck him.

Except that bookshop. That weird little street corner that didn’t match up at all with the bars and clubs all around it. That place was interesting. The paint was chipping, and the windows were too dusty to see through, but it felt… safe, sort of. A calm little patch of quiet at the center of London’s hustle and bustle. Something about it was… almost familiar.

In which Warlock thinks he's been abandoned, Crowley and Aziraphale think Warlock is dead, and they all find each other anyway.

Be Mine by CopperBeech

“You know you weren’t meant for Heaven any more than I was meant for Hell. I only did the kind of mischief that would make people want to ask questions. About what we’re doing, why we’re here. Why this is called good and that’s called bad. The others, seemed most of them only liked the cruelty… But then, so did Heaven, didn’t it? Do it this way or die, or Fall and be prey for everyone that Fell with you. Outsourcing. No, angel – we belong here, with green things and fucking and wine and old wise whores and kids trying to make a sound system work.”

"I hope that's not part of the ceremony."

"Nah. I could put it in if you want."

Perfect, Beautiful You by CopperBeech

Aziraphale is being disquietingly surreptitious. Crowley, being a demon, defaults to seething jealousy. Not surprisingly, they’ve both got hold of the wrong end of the stick.

He wakes up for the third time when the sun is well past the zenith and rinses out a mouth that tastes like the bottom of a birdcage. Somehow, not sobering up and letting what he’d drunk between one club and another (and another) work its villainy on him seemed like the punishment he deserved for ever being enough of an idiot to think that an angel would be content with him. His pit-blasted eyes, his volatile heart, his half-serpent nature.

On the other hand, Aziraphale isn’t being honest with him.

They’re going to have this out.

An Ineffable Hallow's Eve by JenniferNapier

A Halloween celebration in Lower Tadfield takes a terrifying turn when monsters become real. Together, a witch, demon, angel, and a handful of humans must find a way to break a dreadful curse (or two) before it's too late.