#letter to terry

[oakys-sideblog]

"He's in the building?"

"Yes, Mr. Lipwig."

"wandering about by himself?" said Moist, horror mounting.

they are talking about the ruler of the city

[isa-grapes]

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[terrence-silver]

Imagining high school sweetheart!beloved and Terry getting married before he gets shipped off to war and Beloved always sending letters to Terry while he’s away

Bonus: Terry comes back home after the war and finds Beloved’s unsent letters to him that were written when he was M.I.A. and sees how worried she was about him

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I feel nobody would believe Twig is married because he's, well...Twig!

He's so young! So shy! So wide eyed! Scrawny! The idea of Privates infinitely more experienced and worldly than him only just being in the stage of sharing correspondence back home with their respective sweethearts and go-steady girlfriends while this kid here is already legally married is straight out of the Twilight Zone for most of his fellow soldiers who immediately wrote him off as a sore loser, perhaps with the rare exception of John Kreese who stands up for him and defends him when he's teased and called a liar who just about invented a full-blown Missus for himself to seem cool and less of a wimp in the eyes of everyone else, the letters he receives from beloved deemed fabricated one way or another even though they're actually entirely legitimate, the parcels bearing the seal of the military mail, arriving the same as everyone else's packages do.

''Did your momma write those?''

Someone might cruelly jest right before Kreese gives them a look, telling them to step off.

Gets slightly worse during POW captivity. All the members of Twig's platoon are in the same mess but it doesn't prevent in-fighting and the day-to-day cruelty and microaggressions from continuing even inside of a cage when validly, once communications are entirely cut off and they're trapped deep in enemy territory, there is no way for beloved's letters or anyone's as for that matter to come in and circulate, and the soldiers and even Twig's own Commanding Officer Turner never let him forget that like he's somehow to blame (And in their mind's eye, he is. They feel he's got them all captured through his negligence and incompetence. There will be payback for that. If the Vietcong don't do him in, his own will. For all Turner cares, Terry Silver got them here and pray to God, in the following weeks, he'll make this kid's life so difficult in this cage he'll wish the Vietcong ended him day one, bullet to the brain, same as Ponytail and what better way to utilize psychological warfare than to use the boy's own spouse against him the way he later tries with John and Betsy), finding it an apt pastime to pester one of their own even when facing death, torture and execution from the Vietcong that captured them. It's easier in a weird and very sick sense; poking and prodding at the weakest link in the hierarchy of things to better endure the gravity of the situation and just forget for a while.

You do some pretty awful things under duress.

''Guess the love letters stopped now, eh, Twig?'' Turner mocks.

''Momma back home ran out of ink?''

The older man laughs into his own chin as Twig scoots further back against the bamboo bars of their shared jail, missing beloved so badly he can feel the ache of it in his bones, loathing the fact he has no control of anything going on and John Kreese, witnessing the sight and having stood up for his friend countless times vows that one of these days, he's gonna give their Commanding Officer a piece of his mind even if he ends up court martialed for it after they're released seeing as how John can vouch that if the other soldiers are boneheads Captain Turner has enough intel on his own men to know for a fact Twig never lied and that he is in fact married back home. That beloved's real the same way his Betsy is real. Man has no excuse for the hell he's putting Twig through just because he can. John gets his chance to retaliate for the abuse a few weeks later once the Vietcong force them to fight over an open pit of snakes.

As for Twig?

Once they're rescued from the POW camp, he is finally reunited with the stack of letters beloved's been sending him back at base and it's like being reunited with a missing limb. When he gets home, beloved gives him a package of unsent mail just around the time he was captured and gone missing. Everything he's been made fun of entirely real and genuine; not one word of it a lie or made up. Everything right there, in black and white, written down with beloved's own pen. Every bit of concern. Fear. Care. Of course, it only serves to turn him a little more...well...Terry Silver as we know him. No point in being truthful if he won't be believed anyway, even when he is. Might as well fabricated. Might as well manipulate. Everyone who ever laughed at him died. And he's here. He survived. He is loved. He's won. And he'll keep winning and winning.

He hugs the stack of letters and beloved close to his chest with a vice grip.

The first seeds of something very dark have long been sown.

[pratchettquotes]

"Hold on, hold on," said the Bursar. "Yes, indeed, figuratively a word is made up of individual letters but they have only a--" he waved his long fingers gracefully "--theoretical existence, if I may put it that way. They are, as it were, words partis in potentia, and it is, I'm afraid, unsophisticated in the extreme to imagine that they have any real existence unis et separato. Indeed, the very concept of letters having their own physical existence is, philosophically, extremely worrying. Indeed, it would be like noses and fingers running around the world all by themselves--"

That's three "indeeds," thought William, who noticed things like this. Three "indeeds" used by a person in one brief speech generally meant an internal spring was about to break.

Terry Pratchett, The Truth

[ravelingbolero]

It was a nice day today.

Among the nice things was the arrival of my Crowley copy of Good Omens! He and Aziraphale are together again ❤️

Although these editions are beautiful, I wish they included the illuminated lettering found in some of the earlier ones. Therefore, today’s art was drawing the opening line. Here’s what the original looks like:

[kateksmallcuteowl]

So let’s start the challenge with Adora Belle Dearheart with her crossbow for @klinefelterrible and @helenvader ! Wait for the next one tomorrow:)

[jasontoddssuper]

Pretty sure the Batboys have the same type in women(Hint:It's the black ones)

[lettersfromxadia]

I cannot express how much we don’t appreciate Terry’s power form enough.

It is so badass.

[manicpixiedreamcrowley]

thinking about the wall slam at the manor and how crowley said “nice is a four letter word”

also thinking about how “four letter word” is a euphemism for words that are considered profane/offensive

[resentful-reads]

Good Omens by Terry Pratchett & Neil Gaiman

[jelly-o630]

Spoilers for Terry Pratchett’s Small Gods

I’m about 3/4s of of the way through Small Gods en and I’m at the part where library is burning down and everyone’s trying to escape to Ankh-Morpork and in my head I was thinking ‘okey so they managed to save hundreds of scrolls using Brutha’s perfect memory and every character we care about is escaping to live in a safe city where Om can maybe become a big god again- okey I can see how this book is going to end, kinda bittersweet with the burning of Ephebe but the characters we like are free and there’ll probably be more wisdom about the nature of religion in this last quarter of the book which may very well be a slow ending about the characters we like having a happy ending’ BUT THEN they start taking about putting Vorbis on god damn TRIAL for what’s he’s done and Brutha being 100% precent for it and I’m just here like HoLy sHiT he’s actually gonna do it HOLY SHIT TERRY PRATCHETT IS GONNA HAVE HIS RELIGIOUS LEADER CHARACTER LOOK HIS ACTIONS IN THE GODDAMN EYE AND MAYBE NOT REALIZE WHAT HE’S DONE BUT HAVE MOST EVERYONE ELSE IN OMNIA REALIZE AND THEY WILL FINALLY BE FREE OF THE FAKE SURENESS AND FEAR OF THEIR LIVES VORBIS WILL FACE ACTUAL REAL CONSEQUENCES FOR HIS ACTIONS OH MY GOD OH MY GOD TERYY I UNDERSTAND WHY THEY KNIGHTED YOU

[mostly-paper-kind]

Same.

[aeshnacyanea2000]

'I'd rather die than sign my name,' said Boy Willie. 'I'd rather face a dragon,' said Caleb. 'One of the proper old ones, too, not the little fireworky ones you get today.' 'Once they get you signin' your name, they've got you where they want you,' said Cohen. 'Too many letters,' said Truckle. 'All different shapes, too. I always put an X.'

-- Terry Pratchett - The Last Hero

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

Strangers in the Night (Anthony Mann, 1944)

[kateksmallcuteowl]

And the second one! Moist von Lipwig for @greensmo

Took me awhile to draw that costume 😅

And the full form. I’ve changed the shape a bit so it would be easier to fit the characters in.