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A shrill and urgent noise like a cat being flattened by a steamroller began to emanate from the bassinet.
"I've heard they sleep with their eyes open," Vimes said, attempting to project his voice over the wailing.
"What?"
"What?"
"I know they sleep with their eyes open sometimes, Sam, but I really do think he's awake. It's the screaming that's tipping me off."
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Vimes thought: What information are you gathering, Vetinari? You didn’t tell me not to tell anyone else, other than keeping it out of the paper. Are you testing me? Haven’t you already tested me? Do you want to see what I do, who I tell, how I proceed? How many moves ahead do you think I can think—do you want me to think? You didn’t hide how you felt. Did you? You always hide how you feel. Is this what you feel? How can I tell? Why is this different? Is this different? Am I overthinking this because… because of…
Vimes said: “Will that be all, sir?”
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One day, when Havelock was upside down on the chaise lounge reading about palatal consonants and Sybil was wiring up a dragon skeleton, she said, “Havelock. Tell me about idioms.”
(podfic available by so_soft_boy)
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When Phryne, smiling in that sharp way, passed her the package, Dot wanted it to be silk. An image flashed through her head—herself in a white silk chemise, her arms bare to the shoulder, thighs barely covered, hair curling around her chin and neck and floating as she danced.
“Miss, you shouldn’t have,” she said, taking the box.
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Vimes scowled at the hyssop. Then he scowled at the yarrow and the roses and the lavender.
“What’ve they done to you,” he heard Vetinari murmur, which wasn’t worth responding to, so he scowled at the gravel underfoot.
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unfinished Chrestomanci fic by tacroy
Fandom The Chronicles of Chrestomanci - Diana Wynne Jones
09 Aug 2020
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“I’m gonna fuck you over this desk.”
“If you weren’t going to I would’ve been quite annoyed.”
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03 Dec 2022
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As they say, you learn something new every day. This adage also applies to the Patrician (indeed, contrary to popular belief, he does not actually wake up every day knowing everything, and must come into knowledge like everyone else).
Today's something new: all this talk of dogs gets to Vimes in ways the Patrician had not initially expected.
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03 Dec 2022
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What would have happened if Vimes had found out that Vetinari knew where the poison was coming from?
Spoilers for Feet of Clay.
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22 Dec 2022
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In which Vetinari's pain tolerance is too high for his own good, and Vimes finds an excuse to brush the Patrician's hair.
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25 Dec 2022
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Lord Vetinari enjoys a relaxing evening with his dog.
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24 Apr 2023