Terrypratchett Stories

Politics is a cutthroat game, but when you're dead, it doesn't matter what they cut. And it is a dirty game, filled with the kind of people that think nothing of ruining an opponent's life, but few go so far as throwing their counterparts through windows. When Balmy Bymeadow is improbably murdered, his son, Myld, is forced to carry on his father's legacy, but, in order to do so, he must take the unprecedented course of keeping his dead father around. Aided by Finella, a uniquely talented taxidermist, her sister, Flinda, a self-appointed Fairly Gods-Mother, and Phibber Monkshot, a wily and incredibly competent civil servant, in his corner, Myld must navigate the torrid waters of politics, deal with his surprisingly mobile dead father, avoid several near-death experiences and learn what it requires to get elected in a city where politics is quite literally a life or death struggle. With a pinch of 'Yes, Minister', a dash of 'The Walking Dead', and a heaped spoonful of 'Discworld'.

What exactly happened when Archangel Gabriel, Crowley and Aziraphale let down their guard as they were preparing to flee to Alpha Centauri? The trio are completely unaware that the protection ward that surrounds South Downs has been lifted and that Sandalphon, Lilith, Uriel and Satan himself are coming, hungry for revenge for the War that Aziraphale ended....

"Until the ashes of Eden fall" A statement whose meaning undergoes a drastic change over the centuries Aziraphale and Crowley have known each other. The Second World War was a rough time for people angels, not for demons, who rather danced on the pen of a hand grenade. Except for one. Crowley. Why? Because his fate was interwoven with the one of a special angel and it was precisely this angel who had to be saved. The demon is forced to face to the ugliest side of mankind, which swallows him whole, like the purgatory once did. Every higher power seems to have turned away from them. Captured in his own fight, he tries to save the most important treasure in his life. However what will happen until the Ashes of Eden fall? (created by the gothic side of this account ( @grimreaper_r.p). Bring tissues!)

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Eden suffers a very traumatic experience.....

When Eden is being particularly mischievous, Aziraphale calls her "young lady"

It was only a matter of time before Aziraphale and Crowley's former Head Offices found out....

Crowley has a special surprise for his newborn daughter

Eden Alexandria Queen Fell is still in recovery and will sadly spend this year's Halloween in bed. It doesn't help that she's suffering from nightmares and pain.... Desperate to cheer up his daughter, Crowley puts together a costume and gets into character as his daughter's childhood hero.....The Tenth Doctor!

Crowley loves to show Eden the ropes, especially when it comes to his pranks, until it bites him in the arse

Crowley brings Eden a special gift. (A sequel to Nightmare)

A sweet little moment between a Daddy Snek and his precious baby Snek!

The Ineffable husbands must soothe their baby during her very first storm...

It's rough with a newborn.....

The Fell's give daycare another try

Crowley shows his little girl the stars for the very first time....

"You really want me to say it?" The angel was still staring, opened his mouth, closed it again. This wasn't a good idea. Not at all. It was probably the worst idea he'd ever had, and bad ideas were kinda his profession. Saying just one more word would be a terrible terrible mistake, he knew it. Because one word would possibly lead to another. And another. And another. For a moment, Crowley considered if maybe he shouldn't have become literate at all in the first place. Well, screw it, too late now. Then it dawned to him that he could simply choose not to let the words out he'd unfortunately learned. Yeah. Sure. Of course. Easy peasy. Just don't say it. His mouth seemed to have different plans.

"What are you in the mood for now?" "Alcohol, quite extraordinary amounts of alcohol,"

Crowley and Aziraphale discover another one of Eden's abilities.

Eden wants her parents to meet the new neighbors that have just moved in!