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Did a sketchy portrait today in honour of Sir Terry Pratchett's birthday!

I'm going to just call this good enough and post before I start harshly critiquing it! I think it took about 50 minutes.

GNU Terry Pratchett

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Neil Gaiman, co-author of Good Omens:

My first encounter with Terry Pratchett was The Colour of Magic, as read on BBC Radio 4's Woman's Hour. I was a young journalist and I reached out to his publisher for an interview, and thus became the first journalist to interview Terry Pratchett, in Bertorelli's Italian restaurant, in Gower Street. (We remembered it as a Chinese Restaurant in Goodge Street, demonstrating either the fallibility of memory or our fondness for Chinese food.) We became friends.

I was lucky enough to read Terry's books as he wrote them, to become one of his beta readers, and then to collaborate with him. Terry had a brilliant eye for the places where reality and narrative tradition intersect: he had a science fiction writer's mind, let loose on a fantasy world, and he loved to explain and show how things came to be. The last time we saw each other he told me I had to read a book about feeding Nelson's navy – and I still wonder, had he lived, about the Discworld novel he would have written, about ships, and naval battles and all, and the lessons he would have taught us. Because at his best, Terry was a teacher. The kind who makes you laugh while simultaneously realising that everything you have taken for granted so far is utterly wrong. I miss him.

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Happy Monday! And a reminder: it's always a good day to make your existence everyone's problem

Previous meme dump!

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crowley’s nanny ashtoreth instincts <3

Some fluff~

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I'm obsessed with the way Crowley's entire tone changes when he realizes how truly affected and fearful Aziraphale is. He goes straight from teasing to comforting to confiding his own loneliness.

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Oh I hope “Do it again” comes up in S3

Crowley and Aziraphale finally get to kiss each other properly and they can’t get enough of it

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Good Omens | 2.05 The Ball

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"...that joins Crowley and Aziraphale." (X)

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Good Omens + Oscar Wilde 2/?

“I don’t want to go to heaven. None of my friends are there.”

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*me on my deathbed*

grandkids: *crying* what is she saying???

me: neil…neil gaiman…he said…there’s an invisible and unbreakable line that joins crowley and aziraphale…

grandkids: …

me: … my god he was so real for that … *dies*

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Good Omens | 2.05 The Ball

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when i find myself in times of trouble

neil gaiman comes to me

speaking words of wisdom

“the invisible and unbreakable [line] that joins crowley and aziraphale”

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What’s your favourite line from good omens?

The invisible and unbreakable one that joins Crowley and Aziraphale.

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Once I started this redraw of our Good Omens season 2 boys I COULDN'T STOP! 💖 If you would like a print of this ineffable husbands piece just become a member of the $10 or $25 tiers on my Patreon and it will be sent to your mailbox! 📬💖 Link in my bio!

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He’s a protective angel

Art by Kukumomo

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random fanfic recommendation time! i haven’t done this in a minute but i fell in love with this story, having read it twice in the past 24 hours! it’s a super easy read, very sweet and funny with spot-on characterization. definitely a new favorite of mine!

summery: an AU in which crowley is given an assignment to seduce aziraphale, the two having never met in all their time on earth. it turns out aziraphale is not going to make it easy for crowley. hilarity and cuteness ensues!

Everyone But You by summerofspock

It was at his 60th centennial review—Crowley had prepared a grandiose speech about his work in the Cold War (not him at all), gas prices, and the M-25—when Beelzebub walked into their office and slapped a file into his hands before slouching behind their desk. Which, not-so-shockingly, was made of bones.

“A seduction?” Crowley said, looking down at the file with a frown. He hadn’t been given a seduction in nearly two thousand years.

“Not just any seduction,” Beelzebub said as they flopped into their chair and folded their hands in their lap.

Crowley flipped open the file and then nearly dropped it. “You want me to seduce an angel? Why?”