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mariana-oconnor:

“That’s a nice song,’ said young Sam, and Vimes remembered that he was hearing it for the first time.
It’s an old soldiers’ song,’ he said.
Really, sarge? But it’s about angels.’
Yes,
thought Vimes, and it’s amazing what bits those angels cause to rise up
as the song progresses. It’s a real soldiers’ song: sentimental, with
dirty bits.
As I recall, they used to sing it after battles,’ he said. ‘I’ve seen old men cry when they sing it,’ he added.
Why? It sounds cheerful.’
They were remembering who they were not singing it with, thought Vimes. You’ll learn. I know you will.”
 
 ―
   Terry Pratchett,
   
     Night Watch
   

dailymcugifs:

“Up until now, time had lost meaning to Stark because life
had lost meaning. Now it was different: Time continued to mean nothing to
Stark, but it wasn’t because of a sense of hopelessness. It was for the same
reason it usually happened: He was in the throes of creativity.

Tony Stark was perfectly capable of getting up first thing
in the morning, heading down to his work shop, and working until he finally
noticed the hunger pangs in his stomach screaming at him. Taking a break, he
would head to the kitchen to grab some breakfast only to discover that it was
dinnertime.

That same focus of energy and effort was present now.”

–Iron Man Movie Novelization | Gif Series

Snapshots From The End Of The World

Nebula leans over the control panel, the flashing lights reflecting oddly off her exposed metal. “The gas tank’s ruptured,” she says, completely neutrally. “We shouldn’t have made that last jump.”

“Can we fix it?”

“We don’t have the parts.”

“Can we get the parts?”

Nebula pauses, thinking, and Tony stares at her for a long moment. Then he gets it.

“Anywhere advanced enough to have what we need is gonna know who Thanos is. And who you are,” he says.

Nebula cracks an angry smile. “They’d try and kill me. And then I would kill them.”

–

So that oneshot about Valkyrie and Tony and Nebula being sad in space has spawned a prequel and other sad extras? And there’s gonna be MORE. It’s a rough ride kids.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14744555/chapters/34088330

treesinspace:

treesinspace:

Honestly, for a criminal in Ankh-Morpork, being pursued by Samuel Vimes must be TERRIFYING
Just imagine:

You’re walking in the Shades.
There’s no one around and your gang is gone.
Out of the corner of your eye you spot him:
Samuel Vimes. 

He’s following you, about thirty feet back.
He gets out of the shadows and breaks into a sprint
He’s gaining on you!
Samuel Vimes.

You’re looking for your gang but you’re all turned around
He’s almost upon you now
and you can see there’s blood on his face
My Gods, there’s blood everywhere!

Running from Commander Samuel Vimes
He’s brandishing his badge it’s Samuel Vimes
Lurking in the shadoooows!
His Grace the Duke of Ankh Samuel Vimes
Patrolling the streets (Samuel Vimes)
Solving all crimes (Samuel Vimes)
Arresting the guiltyyyy

Actual By-The-Book Samuel Vimes!

Now it’s dark and you seem to have lost him
but you’re hopelessly lost yourself.
Stranded with the Blackboard Monitor!
You creep silently through the streets

Aha! In the distance!
An old safehouse of your gang friends!
Hope! You move stealthily toward it…
but your scent! Ah! It’s caught by a werewolf!

Covering your tracks (Quiet, quiet)
Sneaking to the safehouse (Quiet, quiet)
Now you’re on the doorstep
Sitting inside: Samuel Vimes

Lighting a Cigar (Samuel Vimes)
He’s coming to arrest you (Samuel Vimes)
You’re taking out your weapooon
Threatening Commander Samuel Vimes

Moving in to fight with Samuel Vimes
Get kicked in the crotch by Samuel Vimes
Puking on the floooor
Arrested by Samuel Vimes!

You limp into the dark streets
Handcuffs tight around your wrists
And he has won; you’ve been beaten by
Samuel Vimes.