#page 548

[acourtofquestions]

“I will follow you.

To whatever end.”

[pesterloglog]

Harry Anderson Egbert, Vrissy Maryam-Lalonde

Page 548

TG: tavvy's being useless as ever.

TG: just let me know if you're all good.

TG: it's getting pretty bad out here.

-- thespiansGlamor [TG] is now an idle chum! ––

TG: uh...

TG: if you're alive, let me know?

TG: hopefully vriska didn't manage to get you smoked.

TG: or something.

TG: haha, sorry i keep overthinking.

TG: lol.

TG: you're probably fine.

TG: i think.

TG: yeah, what am i saying, you totally got this!

TG: when have you fumbled anything. you're fucking awesome

TG: vriska's got nothin on you. right?

-- thespiansGlamor [TG] is now an idle chum! --

TG: vrissy?

TG: shit, ok.

TG: in case anything happens

TG: uh

TG: i'm happy we got to be together despite having to go to different schools.

TG: and i got to hang out with you and stuff.

TG: you've just been like

TG: the best matesprit i've ever had. haha.

TG: you're like

TG: the coolest chick

TG: and i love hanging out with you?

TG: fuck i already said that.

TG: what i'm trying to say is that you're just really awesome and fun to be around and it would suck if...

TG: wow no.

TG: god what the hell am i doing.

TG: that was the dumbest thing i've ever sent.

TG: ignore that.

TG: i'll stop messaging now.

AG: Dude.

AG: Holy Shit??

AG: I'm here.

TG: oh, hey.

AG: Your messages were sent All at Once and you nearly Crashed my phone.

AG: Chill Out!!!

TG: well, sorry for checking on you??

TG: i've been waiting to hear back since yesterday!!

AG: What, you can't Survive a Singular Goddamn Second alone without Me?

AG: Relax, I wasn't even Gone that long.

AG: More Importantly though,

AG: Guess who just 8roke out of Prison?

AG: ME, 8ITCH!!!!!!!!

AG: I fucking Did that!!

TG: what.

TG: prison.

TG: you mean..

AG: Yes, Prison!

TG: you're just messing with me right? lol. this is another prank.

AG: Nope!

TG: i don't really feel like joking right now to be honest.

AG: I'm not Fucking Joking, Harry!!!!!!! It was a D8ngerous situation, why would I even Lie a8out something like That????

TG: because you lie all the time??

TG: fine, i'll humor you.

TG: are you still with vriska?

AG: Nah, not right now. She is doing Her Thing while I am doing Mine.

TG: so you were left alone with her ONCE and she already got the both of you arrested.

TG: that's good to know.

TG: could have given me a heads up.

AG: Give you a Heads Up that I was going to get thrown in Jail? Wow, just say you're inept at Identifying a little thing called "Unforseen Circumstances". I can't tell the Future, dingus.

TG: no, i meant about leaving with vriska.

AG: I would have 8ut I had no Signal! They pro8a8ly Jammed it or some Shit.

AG: It only Connected once I made it out!

TG: man, i don't get it.

TG: she already managed to put targets on our heads in less than 24 hours of chasing her trail of bullshit.

TG: why would you even keep following her.

AG: 8ecause I wanted to. And she was making a lot of Sense at the Time!

Ag: Ugh, stop typing wh8tever you're a8out to Type.

AG: It's fine!!!! I don't Wanna Hear it!

AG: The Point is, I used my Powers for something actually really Useful! And not just to Torment Tavvy, which I intend to keep doing

AG: ...8ut 8-fold. ::::)

AG: God, I can't W8 to try this shit on Everything!!!!!!!!

TG: oh.

TG: like your mind thingy?

TG: i'm not really following...

TG: can you just explain what the hell you were doing all this time??

AG: May8e you'd Find Out if you would let me Finish!!!

AG: 8asically, Vriska thought it would 8e a Gr8 idea to take us on some kind of Half-8aked Mission to get Captured 8y Jane's goons to... uh... I'm not even sure myself 8ut wh8tever she did, she knew what she was doing? I guess????????

AG: Anyway, we got Am8ushed and thrown in Prison.

TG: jesus christ.

AG: It wasn't a 8ig deal. I pl8yed the hand I was given, and I'm Fine. I wanted to prove to her that I can handle these things Myself.

AG: And I Did.

AG: She Pressed me to try out my Mind Manipul8tion, and it turns out that was all I Needed!

AG: I managed to Puppet this Dum8 Guard to open the Cell after some concentr8ting. Took less than a Minute. Easy.

AG: After that, she wanted me to Follow her 8ut I stopped Caring a8out wh8tever corny Spy Mission she was doing in there so I just Left.

AG: I was getting kind of Sick of her Grilling me the whole time anyway.

TG: yeah, i mean, she kind of fucking sucks to be around if you haven't noticed?

TG: i know she's like this super cool and badass legend to you but i think this is one of those never meet your heroes type situations.

TG: her vibes are rancid.

AG: Oh relax Harry, she wasn't That 8ad.

TG: i'm pretty sure she'd sleep like a rock at night if anything really terrible happened to you.

TG: she doesn't care, dude.

TG: about us.

TG: or anyone.

TG: or material possessions, for that matter.

TG: she trashed up my room and stomped her gross red shoes all over my awesome costumes!

TG: i put my heart and soul into those, man...

TG: AND she put you in danger.

AG: Who cares a8out Your costumes!! She helped me have a Psionic 8r8kthrough!!!!!!!! That's a good enough Reason for me to Trust that she knows her Shit.

AG: Don't forget that she's a Literal fucking God.

TG: well, she's not mine.

AG: There's no Denying that if there's one thing she's Effortless at, it's getting shit done. So even if Shit gets Real, I'm going to try to get a Cut of her Luck any Chance I get.

AG: I'm just taking a 8it of a 8r8k.

TG: i don't think tossing you head first into jane's ambush as an endurance test qualifies as "luck", but what the hell do i know.

TG: at least the psychic stuff is pretty cool, ig.

AG: Psionic.

TG: whatever.

TG: not to piss on your victory parade, but i think you should hurry up and come meet me, i'm basically a sitting duck.

AG: Yeah, yeah, I'm coming.

-- adamantGriftress [AG] ceased pestering thespiansGlamor [TG] --

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Bettie Page Standing #548

Photograph Repaired: Craig Stewart

[mr-urple]

» The devil’s coming but only to worship me_.

Heyo guys, gals, and nonbinary pals! I'm Donatello, but I more commonly go by Don. I'm your average ninja mutant turtle teen with a penchant for violence and chaotic shenanigans. I'm just a silly guy, don't be afraid to hang around! You can slide something into my inbox while you're at it, I won't mind !

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[tristanaef]

Franklin Expedition Service Records

I have finished transcribing the service records I used for my Franklin Careers project. You can find all the transcriptions on my Franklin Expedition page:

ADM 196/4/181. “Capt Sir John Franklin.”

ADM 196/4/220. “Com Jas. Fitzjames.”

ADM 196/4/373. “Lieut. Graham Gore.”

ADM 196/5/124. “Lieut. Edward Little.”

ADM 196/8/548. “John Smart Peddie.”

ADM 196/8/579. “Stephen Samuel Stanley.”

ADM 196/68/548. “Chas H. Osmer.”

Note that some of these are only officer service records. The midshipman service records are elsewhere.

These service records are all property of The National Archives, Kew, and were obtained from the digital service collection Royal Navy officers’ service records 1756-1931. Transcriptions published under the Open Government Licence (OGL) per The National Archives image reproduction guidelines.

[stevesjockstrap]

Prince Charming and The Freak

Steddie microfic challenge written for ‘charm’ wc: 548 | rated: T for language? @steddiemicrofic

Eddie made sure to duck his head when the herd of basketball players walked towards him down the hall, but he still got tripped and his notebooks and books went everywhere. When he’d found the last page near a classroom door, he heard voices.

“Thanks so much, Miss Simpkins. You know we have the big game tonight and I really just forgot about this test today. I promise I’ll do better on the make up.”

Eddie scoffed. Of course. Steve fucking Harrington. Charming the pants off the new clueless algebra teacher.

“Will I see you at the game later? I think you’d really enjoy it.”

The next scoff must’ve been louder, because suddenly they were both looking at him.

“Did you need something?” The teacher asked, glaring at him.

“Sure don’t. Just grabbing my stuff, from uh, the floor.”

“Why was your stuff on the floor?” Steve asked, concerned.

“I dropped it. Not all of us can have star basketball reflexes,” he tried to deflect quickly.

Shockingly this seemed to have the opposite effect, he stood and took a few steps in his direction. Steve looked at him closely. At the pile of unorganized mess in his hands, his flushed face from scrounging around the hallway.

“Were they messing with you again? My- the team?”

“Leave it alone, Steve. I dropped my stuff. You don’t-“

“I do. Sorry, Miss Simpkins, I gotta go handle something. But I’ll see you later?” She blushed when he sent her a grin and a wink. “C’mon, Ed.”

He wouldn’t call them friends, but the last few weeks somehow Steve “The King” Harrington had been appearing around him, after Steve had walked in on him getting ganged up on by the basketball team and actually stuck up for him.

When they’d walked down the hall and around a corner, Steve rounded on him. “Why didn't you tell me?”

“There’s nothing to tell, Steve. I don’t need your Prince Charming act, alright? I don’t know why you even care. If I didn’t know any better-“ he stopped with a shake of his head. He needed to shut up before it was Steve punching him.

“I care because you haven’t done anything to anyone, those guys just rag on you because you let them-“

“Sure. Because if I retaliate then I’m the one in trouble! No one on the basketball team ever has consequences for their shit, you know this.” He waved his hand back down the hall, encompassing the conversation he overheard.

Steve at least had the decency to look a little ashamed. He nodded. “Can I walk you to your car? Please? It’ll make me feel better.” He pulled out the most adorable puppy dog eyes he’d ever seen.

Eddie blinked at him. “Put the face away, Harrington. If you want to keep committing social suicide by being seen with me, far be it for me to argue. Ignorance and all that.”

He’d started walking down the hall when Steve caught his elbow. “What do you mean?”

“Why are you doing all this? I can’t figure it out and it’s-“

Steve pushed him roughly against the wall, but the kiss was more gentle than he could’ve imagined. Oh. Eddie dropped his stuff again so he could grab Steve’s shirt and pull him closer.

[thisapplepielife]

Written for the @steddiemicrofic September challenge.

A Charming Mess

September Prompt: Charm | Word Count: 548 | Rating: T | CW: None | Tags: Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship

Eddie is standing in front of him, giving him the eyes. The ones Eddie damn well knows he has, and insists on using every goddamn day to get his way. It’s a disadvantage that Steve’s just had to learn to live with by now.

“You can bat those eyes all you want, but they won’t work on me. I’m immune,” Steve says, legs crossed, reading a magazine.

“C’mon, my charm is undeniable, a force to be reckoned with, you heard the nice, old woma-”

“Nope. No, no, no,” Steve says, not letting Eddie continue his train of thought. If he gives him an inch, Eddie will take a mile. 

“But I’m charming, Harrington. She said so.”

“A charming mess, maybe,” Steve banters, flipping through the pages, not really reading anything. Just teasing Eddie, because he can. Eddie is full of charm, and bullshit. Lots of bullshit. Steve loves it. All of it. All of him.

“Ugh,” Eddie groans, flopping down next to him on their broken-down couch. It fits in well with the rest of their hodgepodge decor in this shitty apartment. It’s shitty, for sure, but it’s also their own, too. That’s the trade-off, and it’s a damn good one that Steve would make, over and over again. They might have to work four jobs between them to pay for it, but it’s theirs. 

Steve works day shifts at the Brass Buckle, while Eddie works at a car wash. At night though, that’s when they have their second part-time jobs as waiters at Chi-Chi’s. That means, every so often, their shifts overlap. That’s when the real fun happens. When they’re there together, they compete to see who can get more tips, slinging pitchers of margaritas and chimichangas to the hungry masses. 

Then, late at night, they’ll sit at their wobbly kitchen table, and count their hauls, just for fun. Tonight, there was a little old lady in Eddie’s section that loved him. Called him charming, and slipped him a ten dollar bill, which is actually insane. Steve gets tipped well, and often, but not fifty percent well. 

She clearly had one too many margaritas. Eddie overserved her, that must be it.

Of course, Eddie’s been crowing about it ever since. 

Eddie is charming, there’s no doubt about that, and anything that puts a few extra dollars in their pockets is a-okay with Steve. Because that means they are really doing it. All on their own. The two of them, together.

Eddie turns and gets comfortable, putting his head in Steve’s lap, looking up at him. 

Steve puts the magazine over his face, and Eddie laughs. Steve loves that sound.

He pulls the magazine away, and leans down to kiss him, Eddie leaning up to meet him in the middle. When they finally separate, Eddie grins.

“See? Charm. I charmed you into kissing me, didn’t I?”

“I don’t know about that…” Steve trails off, winding him up further. “I think that little old lady must have forgotten her glasses and hearing aids at home, to call you charming. I mean, with me there? Unlikely. I’m the charming one.”

Eddie scoffs. 

Steve smiles. 

“Do you think I can charm the pants off you?” Eddie asks, trying to use those eyes in his favor. 

“You can certainly try,” Steve answers.

If you want to write your own, or see more entries for this challenge, pop on over to @steddiemicrofic and follow along with the fun! ❤️

[frostyblustar]

This is a voiced animatic based on Page 548 of The Sun and The Star I made a 6 months back. Thought I’d post it for you PJO fans here on tumblr.

(Sorry for the watermark, I don’t have the original file on hand so I had to download this from my original upload which can be found here)

Think I’m kinda dissapointed in my Nico voice here, but it’s been a few months so of course I think I’ve improved.

[bookwyrminspiration]

@pippinpaddleopsicopolis09 well I can certainly try! he shows up very sporadically and more often than Gethen, so I may have missed a scene or two, but I've probably got at least 95% of them :)

Book 1: 117-121, Elwin's intro; 199-201, treating Sophie's acid burn; 221-225, splotching incident; 290 (mentioned choice of locker flavor); 295-300, starlight bottling incident; 303-309, nonspeaking, but present at 1st tribunal; 333-340; 1st allergy incident; 406-407, treating everblaze bottling burns; 451-458; treatment post kidnapping

Book 2: 38-40, quick check-up; 253-256, post legal Exile trip (with a few off-page mentions following); 291-293, 296-313, Alden's mind breaks; 356-360, quick check up; 374-378, post Bronte inflicting on her; 398-399, slight fading; 460-463, Lodestar mirror collapse; 483, off-page mentions; 523-534, post reset/attack treatment; 547-548, fixing Alden

Book 3: 141-148, skin melting; 231-233, quick check up; 427-429, post unmapped star leaps; 486-499, ability restrictor is put on; 599-600, post-Everest treatment

Book 4: 424-428, bringing sick gnome to Elwin; 550-555, check-up at Stina's house; 624-637, post Ravagog treatment

Book 5: 492-494, post ogre-attack; 576-577, post fight treatment; 649, off-page mention; 657-658, off-page mention

Book 6: 335-353, post Mercadir spar; 766, 769, off page mentions

Book 7: 110-135, 140-150, 169-220, 234-235, 239-242, 246-247, 252-253, 256-264, 268-271, 282-301, 313-320, 338-346, 379-387, 390-391, 403-404, 410-412, 416, 419, 422, 427-431 (assorted healing center scenes); 486-488, 491-493 house check up; 690-692, healing center check up

Book 8: 472-482, 491, 494, post Loamnore + ability reset; 508-511, 516-517, post reset check up; 586-593 post London trip (non speaking except for 589); 768-774, post Loamnore-fight

Book 8.5: 541-601, Keefe wakes and moves to Elwin's house; 650-657, experimenting w/ stopping Keefe's ability; 671-678, experimenting again; 686-689, Dex call

Book 9: 13-20, Elwin v Ro post Keefe leaving

I hope this is helpful--and if anyone knows ones I missed, feel free to tell me :)

[jelliegirl]

on my own ive written 212 pages of pure bugworld and 548 pages of fiction in collaboration with my girlfriend about the same characters for a total of 760 pages, which doesnt include all the random scattered documents i didnt include in the bigger collections and then the independent stories that only my brilliant pigeon wrote lmao jesus the moth autism is real

[shininjjongg]

Author’s note: was in a silly goofy ah mood so here’s some angst

Word count : 548

Genre: Angst

TW: Domestic abuse.

Touya does not believe in love. He has never felt loved, genuinely loved, ever in his life. What he thought, as a little boy, to be fatherly love, later on turned out to be something so sinister, so malicious, that it left his childish, little heart absolutely shattered.

His father, Enji Todoroki, gave his first born everything he could possibly ask for, until the moment he realised Touya could not fulfil his dreams. This sudden switch in behaviour left little Touya perplexed. He could not understand what he did so wrong that his father would not even give him the time of the day. He tried his absolute best to try and get recognition from Enji, but to no avail.

It didn’t take him too long to finally decipher what Enji Todoroki needed from his children. And the realisation left Touya with a sour taste in his mouth. He was a failure. That is exactly why his father didn’t care about him, that is why no matter how hard he tried to improve himself and substantiate that he was worthy of his fathers attention and love, he still got ignored.

He was left to be by himself. All alone. His mother was no better than his father. She had also failed him. She had also failed to love him. And so, Touya put two and two together, either love did not exist at all or he was so incredibly hideous that no one could ever love him for who he was.

Touya hated liars, he despised them. He grew up living on the streets, eating food from the dumpsters, watching how his father played hero in front of the public. Liar, he thought to himself every time he watched Endeavour on TV, remembering all the horrible things he did to his family. He wanted nothing to do with people who didn’t have it in them to say the truth and be sincere.

And that is why Touya had been screaming at you for the past 30 minutes, calling you names along the lines of a “Lying whore” and a “Cheap bitch”. All that because you told him just how much you loved him. The moment those words left your mouth Touya’s eye went wide and they instantly were filled up by indisputable rage. You knew you were in trouble when he started shaking a bit and the tips of his ears started showing slight tints of pink shade.

You were just like them all. You were a liar too, because no one, not a single soul could love Todoroki Touya. He was a fool for thinking otherwise. He wanted to be in your life, and wanted you to be in his. He was rather fond of you. But you were just like them all. After what felt like infinity, Touya gathered enough strength to step out of your front door and leave you behind. Just another page in his life that we wished he could burn to ashes.

With a loud smash of the door Touya left you, on your knees crying out and begging him to stay, that you truly loved him, that you were not lying. He left you with a shattered heart but he had no regrets.

After all, Touya Todoroki hates liars.

[drakeanddice]

The stages of reading Burning Wheel

1-24: Oh, we're coming in hot with the pretentiousness.

Page 24-60: Okay, this is actually pretty cohesive and slick. Dice pool vs obstacle, but also maybe opposed dice pools, or graduated success, or ongoing obstacles and incremental progress. This isn't that complex! Page 60-72 : Hoo-boy, advancement is burly. But I understand, you improve little by little by using your skills and abilities. Like Skyrim!

Page 77-310: Building characters is kind of involved.

Page 357-360: I think I see where this is going.

Page 360-544: I did not see any of that coming. I am not at all prepared to run this. I may never be prepared to run this.

Page 548-550: Game's Friday. I've got plenty of time. This is fine.

Page 554-562: Okay, how much of this can I safely ignore?

[romeythehomie]

14 and 22 hiiiiiiii 🩷🫂🤸🏻‍♀️

HIIII ty for these!! 🫵😎💙

14. What books do you want to finish before the year is over?

the corrections by jonathan franzen, which i currently have waiting for me on hold at the library, and this is how you lose the time war by amal el-mohtar, which is my knitting group’s spinoff book club’s next pick!!

22. What’s the longest book you read?

i had to check goodreads to see what actually won out! excluding rereads, it was the bee sting by paul murray (656 pages), but east of eden by john steinbeck (601 pages) and demon copperhead by barbara kingsolver (548 pages) were the second and third longest!