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New Good Omens Fanzine

Brightstar 'zine: packed full of joy, available til June 30. Get into it.

https://pyracantha.itch.io/bright-star

Its a fundraiser, too ❤️

So please reblog 😇

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She talks for a little while, but Ant can hardly hear the words. He’s just staring at the little bronze urn that holds all that’s left in this world of the grandfather he loves so fucking much and his chest is heavy and his breath comes short and his eyes burn…

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Chapter 19, “The Way Things Were,” is up! In which Ant attends a funeral. Sorry, folks, this is a heavy one.

Huge thanks to @suzypfonne not only for her stellar beta-reading (as always) but for drawing the background of this week’s illustration! I merely filled the frames 💛

“In His Hand a Burning Coal” (rated E) updates every Tuesday, from beginning (way back in December) to end (whenever that happens to be).

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61804684/chapters/158029627

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THIS IS A CRAZY GOOD DEAL AND YOU CAN DOWNLOAD THE BOOKS.

A collection of the full-cast BBC Radio dramatisations of novels by Terry Pratchett

Somewhere on the frontier between thought and reality exists the Discworld, a parallel time and place which might sound and smell very much like our own, but which looks completely different...

Published for the very first time are seven full-cast BBC Radio dramatisations of Terry Pratchett's novels, with star-studded casts including Martin Jarvis, Sheila Hancock, Anton Lesser, Philip Jackson, Alex Jennings and Mark Heap.

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ROUND FOUR: POLL #1 - Semifinals

KimHarry art by foxydodo on Tumblr

ROUND FOUR POLLS [HERE]

PROPAGANDA BELOW

Kim Kitsuragi/Harry Du Bois:

Best ship ever made. It’s a reflection of Harry’s rebirth due to amnesia via connecting with someone. It’s Kim finally finding someone that respects him back, someone who understands his anxieties and rituals, and vice versa. It has the messy undercurrent of potentially bringing in Harry’s near devotion and glossing over Kim’s flaws out of sheer adoration, a comparison that hasn’t ended well in the past. It is a reflection of hope for the future, that life goes on despite everything and that one day I will return to your side. It can be angst ridden or fluffier than clouds. It can be doomed if you want it to be, or it could be new beginnings personified. It’s old man yaoi. The game’s team has made ship edits in the past. I’m not even sure words can describe how much I like it.

Crowley/Aziraphale:

Literally THE demon and angel ship. Spent thousands of years dancing around each other since they were so opposite even though they loved each other.

"These two muffins spent like three thousand years pining it’s impressive how royally bad they are at just COMMUNICATING"

"They're married. They're divorced. They're not even dating. They've been boyfriends for 6,000 years. They hate each other. They're utterly dependent on each other. They're gender. They're the opposite of gender. They're comedy and tragedy and all the in-between, what more could you need?"

Propaganda by @inezrable [HERE]

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Republicans let First Felon destroy America rather than pushback on Parkinson's research.

That is the level of abusive retaliation from a malignant narcissist we are dealing with.

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... You know that nagging suspicion that AI models have been trained on copyrighted work? Quelle surprise—turns out, you were absolutely right.

We flagged this in our recent blog post, and now the receipts have arrived.

Tech giants OpenAI, Meta, and others have been dining out on Library Genesis (LibGen)—a repository of pirated books and research papers—to train AI models. (81.7 terabytes of text: that's an all-you-can-eat buffet.)

The Atlantic has launched a tool that lets you dig through the LibGen archive and see what AI companies have been consuming.

Search the database and read the full story here.

- xo The Ellipsus Team

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So, who wants to be part of something COOL?

A couple of weeks ago I was approached by two AMAZING fans annnnd long story short, the three of us together are recording a podfic for Jingle Hell! We're having an absolute blast and I can't wait to be able to share the results with y'all.

We thought it might be fun and hilarious to have actual commercials, of sorts, during the "commercial breaks" of this episode of Naked & Afraid. Soooo I'm currently accepting submissions of written advertisements for my other works! Every Damn Day, Find the Light, Sky Clear Blue, Down/Up, anything else in my library. Be as sincere or as tongue-in-cheek as you like, just keep it brief so we can fit a couple into each of the breaks. We'll pick the ones we like best, and I might come back to ask for volunteers to record them!

https://archiveofourown.org/users/klikandtuna/works

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Chapter 20 – Rearrangement – Dead Right

Excerpt:

Time slipped by oddly. A glance at his mobile, and only a minute had passed; another glance, and half an hour had skated by unnoticed. Crowley wasn’t quite sure how long he’d been in the garden when he heard the footsteps. Somehow, despite all the tourists that had passed near Crowley, he recognized these at once. He turned.

Aziraphale’s face was still a bit red and puffy from crying, but he had showered and dressed, and he looked calmer, though his hands fidgeted nervously with his waistcoat. “Hi,” he said softly. Meekly. Crowley’s heart ached.

“Hi, angel. I’m glad you came.” He debated reaching a hand out, but decided to let Aziraphale make the first move. “Wanna sit down? Or do you want me to show you the garden?”

There was hesitancy dancing across his expression, and Crowley waited patiently for him to decide. Eventually, Aziraphale said, “Yes. Please show me your sanctuary. It’s beautiful in here. I’m starting to realize how little of London I’ve bothered to explore.”

It felt strange not to offer his arm, but Crowley resisted. Touch was off the table until they spoke. He wouldn’t blur the lines again.

***** Chapter 20 (Rearrangement) of Dead Right is up. The morning continues, and Aziraphale and Crowley need to talk things out. They come to a new arrangement in their marriage.

– Read the chapter out on ao3! – Or start Dead Right from the beginning!

Fic notes: Angst-free (mostly), complete tooth-rotting fluff, fake marriage, pining-while-married AU, rated E (but all spicy sections will be skippable).

Thank you to my wonderful betas @beerok23 and @unicornbeck, as well as to all you lovely people who give me no end of support! 💕

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Fanfiction Recommendation 177: Find the Light (Good Omens)

Find the Light - Chapter 1 - klikandtuna - Good Omens (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

An absolutely brilliant story. Aziraphale is the headmaster of a school and content, but everything changes when his old classmate, the rockstar AJ Crowley, comes hurtling back into his orbit.

This is written by @klikandtuna, so please let them know if you love the story.

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Aziraphale portrait in pencils and charcoal. I spent 19 weeks drawing this.

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New (I think) BTS pictures of the Device family from season 1!!!!

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Fanfiction Recommendation 177: Find the Light (Good Omens)

Find the Light - Chapter 1 - klikandtuna - Good Omens (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

An absolutely brilliant story. Aziraphale is the headmaster of a school and content, but everything changes when his old classmate, the rockstar AJ Crowley, comes hurtling back into his orbit.

This is written by @klikandtuna, so please let them know if you love the story.

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Meltdown

“How are you this cheerful?” Aziraphale asked with a groan. He eased his head back and closed his eyes.

Crowley’s voice came from across the room as he poured a refill. “Because I woke up almost two hours ago wanting to punch the sun, and after I realized that I needed water and painkillers and coffee, but you were dead to the world, I had to go downstairs. Got meds and a metric ton of caffeine, struck up a conversation with this really fascinating person called Dragon—”

He put the cup back in Aziraphale’s hand. Aziraphale opened his eyes in time to see Crowley dig into his pockets for something.

“I have meds for you somewhere,” he muttered, pulling his hand free. Bits of paper, a business card, and a string of condoms emerged with his fingers. He flushed and shoved everything back into the pocket, then dug into the one on the other side of his trousers until he found what he was looking for. He held up a sleeve of paracetamol in triumph. “Here they are!”

Aziraphale took the proffered medication and swallowed it down. He wasn’t sure what to think about the condoms. Was this because of last night? Surely, the two of them didn’t need condoms if they decided to have sex. They’d had a conversation about STI testing only two months ago, when Crowley got follow-up tests to make sure nothing had been missed on earlier ones, given the convoluted nature of the Nick situation. Was it a preference thing? Or was Crowley not telling him something? Could it be that after so long without sex, he had physical needs, and with Aziraphale enforcing the no-sex rule, his husband had been forced to seek it elsewhere?

The thought slashed through his chest with a pain that caused him to gasp and cough.

***** Chapter 19 (Meltdown) of Dead Right is now out! It’s the morning after their date, and things go a little sideways. I apologize in advance for the angst. I promise it will be resolved in the next chapter. I know I said this story would be angst-free but these two needed a little friction to keep the story rolling out. It will be okay, though! *ducks from readers*

– Read the chapter out on ao3! – Or start Dead Right from the beginning!

***** Fic notes: Angst-free (usually), complete tooth-rotting fluff, fake marriage, pining-while-married AU, rated E (but all spicy sections will be skippable).

Thank you to my wonderful betas @beerok23 and @unicornbeck, as well as to all you lovely people who give me no end of support! 💕

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Something that I get chills about is the fact that the oldest story told made by the oldest civilization opens with "In those days, in those distant days, in those ancient nights."

This confirms that there is a civilization older than the Sumerians that we have yet to find

Some people get existential dread from this

Me? I think it's fucking awesome it shows just how much of this world we have yet to discover and that is just fascinating

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Chapter 18 – The Date – Dead Right

Excerpt:

“Hey, Chris?” Aziraphale said, the words out of his mouth before he realized he was going to speak.

Chris didn’t look up from their laptop. “Hmm? What’s that?”

“Where would you take Crowley on a date?” A split second after he spoke, Aziraphale realized what he’d said. “No! I mean… I don’t mean where would you take him—I mean, if one were to take him, if Crowley were to be on a date, I mean—”

“Don’t worry, I don’t swing that way,” Chris said with a wink, smirking at him now.

Aziraphale huffed. “I only meant—oh, I’m no good at this. Bother. I want to take him somewhere, but I don’t think he would be interested in my favorite spaces.”

“He’d be interested in anywhere you wanted to take him,” Chris said.

Aziraphale shook that off with annoyance, in part because he knew it was true. That wasn’t the point. He didn’t want to take Crowley somewhere that the man would enjoy because Aziraphale did. He wanted to take his husband to a place that he would love even if he was alone. Somewhere uniquely Crowley. The problem was that he was no good at coming up with ideas. He’d rarely ventured outside of his comfort zone in London, and Crowley seemed to have experienced everything already. What would be the point of taking him somewhere he’d been before?

“He’s so good to me,” Aziraphale said quietly. “I want to do something for him in return. Take him someplace new. Show him something magical. Only I don’t feel adequate for the task. He’s lived so much more than me. I feel so…so…so boring next to him.” He sighed. “Sometimes I feel like I’m taking advantage of him. Not doing my part, as his h-husband.”

***** Chapter 18 of Dead Right is now out! Aziraphale decides to take Crowley out as a thank you for all the ways that Crowley has made his life better. Read it out on ao3!

Fic notes: Angst-free, complete tooth-rotting fluff, fake marriage, pining-while-married AU, rated E (but all spicy sections will be skippable).

Thank you to my wonderful betas @beerok23 and @unicornbeck, as well as to all you lovely people who give me no end of support! Special thanks right now for everyone's patience as I slowly make my way through this one! 💕