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WHO WROTE WHAT BIT?
Ah. Another tricky one. As the official Keeper of the One True Copy, Terry physically wrote more of Draft 1 than Neil. But if 2,000 words are written down after a lot of excited shouting, it’s a moot point whose words they are. And, in any case, as a matter of honor both of them rewrote and footnoted the other guy’s stuff, and both can write passably in the other guy’s style. The Agnes Nutter scenes and the kids mostly originated with Terry, the Four Horsemen and anything with maggots started with Neil. Neil had the most influence on the opening, Terry on the ending. Apart from that, they just shouted excitedly a lot.

The point they both realised the text had wandered into its own world was in the basement of the old Gollancz books, where they’d got together to proofread the final copy, and Neil congratulated Terry on a line that Terry knew he hadn’t written, and Neil was certain that he hadn’t written either. They both privately suspect that at some point the book had started to generate text on its own, but neither of them will actually admit this publicly for fear of being thought odd.

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- Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch (2006 edition) - appendix by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman (via hapfairy)

bendydicks:

"A demon can get into real trouble, doing the right thing." He nudged the angel. "Funny if we both got it wrong, eh? Funny if I did the good thing and you did the bad one, eh?"
“Not really,” said Aziraphale.

Aziraphale | Crowley | P

dellamortdellamor:

One Half-Decent Weekend by hankleshanks
rerak-sketchbook:


Aziraphale and Castiel

Two angels for elphiethesane for her hard work for marchofminions!

rerak-sketchbook:

Aziraphale and Castiel

Two angels for elphiethesane for her hard work for marchofminions!


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Good Omens Crowley and Aziraphale closest cosplay 

buckynats as Crowley 

imyouraziraphale as Aziraphale 

a-tay-crowlor:

semblanceofnormality:

in all my life, I have never encountered such an astounding act of trolling as the time I spent an hour and a half downloading what I thought was a Good Omens fanmix and then discovering that it was a Best of Queen album.

whoever did that is my hero

a little story about that fanmix:

for the life of me, I can’t remember who did it, but I was there when it happened and for the first two weeks of that fanmix? If you downloaded it, itwasa fanmix. It had all the proper songs.

After two weeks, the songs turned into Queen songs.

I can’t remember who it was but I still consider that person my god.


“What’re they playing at?” said Aziraphale. 
“I don’t know,” said Crowley, “but I think it’s called silly buggers.” His tone suggested that he could play, too. And do it better.

“What’re they playing at?” said Aziraphale.

“I don’t know,” said Crowley, “but I think it’s called silly buggers.” His tone suggested that he could play, too. And do it better.


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Should I read A Diamond in the Sky Above Titanic? 

Yes? 


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And then I wrote Good Omens and Sherlock. 

Part of a longer story that shall be available… sometime. 

“Wrong.”

Anthony J. Crowley smirked and put his feet up on the desk before adjusting The Shades.

“Get your feet off my desk.”

“Mm. Er. No.” He peered at the man over his shades, which were a very integral part of the Ultimate Design. They made a man very mysterious, they did. “This is a very comfortable desk.”

The detective pinched the bridge of his nose. Crowley liked when he made that happen, that and the Scowling and the Frustration. It got him points with Down Below. The demon smirked. The detective grimaced. Everyone won. (More or less.)

“You’re still wrong.” The demon folded his hands in front of his mouth, feet still propped on the desk. “You can’t tell me you really believe this is one of my people.”

Gregory Lestrade crossed his arms. “The signs are all there.” Standing in front of his own desk to talk to his consulting ethereal being did not put Greg in a happy mood. In fact, it made him quite cross. Particularly because he needed the demon. And the demon knew it. Which was particularly inconvenient, because he could have had considerable leverage if the demon didn’t know he needed him.

(Convenient would have been using the demon’s older brother. Just as perfectly good a demon, except unavailable for reasons undisclosed by the official secrets act.

Gregory would have much preferred the good demon Mycroft right about now.) 


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Anonymous: (3) but Crowley still found himself concerned for his friend's safety. "It doesn't matter," is all he could finally manage. "Oh," said Aziraphale. "No, guess not, but I do quite like the way you - I mean, er, we - look right now, I-" "it doesn't matter," interrupted Crowley, "because I won't let any harm come to you in the first place. Don't worry too much about it." They said nothing more for a while. There was nothing more to say.

SCREAMING.