Category: thud!

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discworldtour:

““I need no axe to be a dwarf,” said Bashfullsson. “Nor do I need to hate trolls. What kind of creature defines itself by hatred?”

— Terry Pratchett, Thud!

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zephrbabe:

The worst thing you can do is nothing.

Terry Pratchett, “Thud”

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“Would a minute have mattered? No, probably not, although his young son appeared to have a very accurate internal clock. Possibly even 2 minutes would be okay. Three minutes, even. You could go to five minutes, perhaps. But that was just it. If you could go for five minutes, then you’d go to ten, then half an hour, a couple of hours…and not see your son all evening. So that was that. Six o’clock, prompt. Every day. Read to young Sam. No excuses. He’d promised himself that. No excuses. No excuses at all.”

– Terry Pratchett – Thud

HAPPY FATHERS DAY EVERYONE

Celebrating with some Great Dad Sam Vimes!!

And Shout out to my dad for being awesome and still exercising his embarrassing parent skills on a regular basis!

I hope great father’s everywhere have an awesome day and embrace their inner Sam Vimes with gusto!!

“Where’s my daddy? Is that my daddy? He goes "Buggrit! Millennium hand and shrimp!” That’s Foul ‘Ole Ron! That’s not my daddy!“

alda-rana:

alda-rana:

Day 30: Thud and Found! Brick found a father and Detritus found a son.

laraswio:

laraswio:

Another Pratchett: Thud! – Sally & Angua
… still awesome characters  <3

ofpaintedflowers:

ofpaintedflowers:

Sybil and her boys. 💖 

sansael:

sansael:

Am I doing the meme right? 

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And floating out of an open upstairs window was the voice of Sam Vimes: 

“It goes HRUUUGH! It is a hippopotamus! That is not my cow!”

Nevertheless, it was close enough for now.


Terry Pratchett, Thud!

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Lord Vetinari inspected the rails and the little carts the dwarfs had used to shift spoil. He felt the dry walls, He went back upstairs and frowned as a one-ton slab of iron came through the wall, whirled past his face, passed through the opposite wall, and buried itself in the street outside.
“And was that supposed to happen?” he said, brushing plaster dust off his robe.

– hanging out with Leonard has gotten him used to this |
Terry Pratchett, Thud!

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“Havelock will be wondering how to reward you, you know,” murmured Sybil as the vampire fussed around.
“He can go on wondering,” said Vimes. “I’ve everything I want.”
He smiled.
Click!

– the Vimes family portrait |
Terry Pratchett, Thud!