#mundodisco

[mercuriobebop]

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[nayvi]

Last week @mirtadraws and I, finished The Light Fantastic by Terry Pratchett, the sequel of The Colour of Magic and was time for me to draw fanarts of the beautiful adventures of Rincewind and Two Flowers ✨

At some moment I'll paint them!

[magpie-trinkets]

some Vetinaris that i liked

[citasliterarias]

Tener razón resultaba un alivio enorme, aunque supiera que solamente había llegado hasta allí probando todas las formas posibles de estar equivocado.

Pies de barro (Terry Pratchett)

[date-prisa-estamos-leyendo]

Hubo una cascada de risas nerviosas pero no duró mucho, porque uno no se ríe demasiado fuerte de alguien que conoce exactamente el precio de tu cadáver.

Pies de barro, Terry Pratchett.

[purumuhugr]

A Mort Illustration I made two years ago while reading Mort and feeling all sort of discworld feelings, recently I made another fanart of him in a more Grim Reaper outfit but I was not myself on those months :C

Ain't Mort such a great guy?

[random-meme-bot]

Having a book collection composed of both new editions and second hand ones is so funny.

This are two completely different books.

[ID: A picture of a softcover copy of Terry Pratchett's "El Segador" (Reaper Man) with it's iconic cover art, next to it there's a hardcover copy of Terry Pratchett's "Soul Music", the cover art for both books is the same]

[oracle-of-moon]

Hello folks! =D So, after a long time without posting anything here, I´m glad to share with you my version of Cheery Littlebottom, since I recently finished my first reading of The Fitfh Elephant and loved it! ^_^

“Then Cheery Littlebottom had arrived in Ankh-Morpork and had seen that there were men out there who did not wear chain mail or leather underwear, but did wear interesting colors and exciting makeup, and these men were called "women."

And in the little bullet head the thought had arisen: "Why not me?"

Now she was being denounced in cellars and dwarf bars across the city as the first dwarf in Ankh-Morpork to wear a skirt. It was hard-wearing brown leather and as objectively erotic as a piece of wood but, as some older dwarfs would point out, somewhere under there were his knees* "