#little bastards of mine

[tojosuggestionbox]

When I was initially doing research on the clan prior to joining it, I did manage to find images of the Chairman before he took the position. All I will say is that my preference is for the Sixth Chairman to be happy and well. 2006 seemed to be a turbulent year.

#mine yoshitaka #dojima daigo #rgg #majima goro #found Daigo's LiveSpace #or MyJournal #some bastardized version of social media of the 2006s #masadai mention lol #also sorry for not drawing little daigo oops

[liemurienn]

comfort ship

#he’s delighted his little princess is okay 🥺 #meanwhile lovi is like 😒 ughh let me go bastard #spamano #hws romano #hws spain #mine #hetalia

[momotonescreaming]

People do know that the party has parents of their own, right? That the whole 'Mom Steve' thing is just a joke? Right?

#stranger things #steve harrington #momo.txt #sorry this is such a pet peeve of mine #he's not telling them to watch their language #he's not packing them lunches #he's not dropping them off at school and hellfire every day #he's not paying for every little thing they want to buy #he's not dropping everything so they can take over his house #for dnd or the pool #does he care about them? yes #is he their parent? no #let steve be a bastard older brother figure!! #~“but the party are just traumatised teens!”~ #SO IS STEVE #what about his childhood! #his teenage years!! #sorry not sorry he's not a doormat

[illarian-rambling]

Writers, is there any one trait that all of your characters share?

#mine is easy - they're all nosy little bastards #real suckers for eavesdropping #i wish soap operas existed on Illaros because all of them would watch at least one obsessively #writing #writerscommunity #writblr

[heytheredeann]

The Bastard Son & The Devil Himself 1x05

#the bastard son and the devil himself #the bastard son & the devil himself #tbsatdhedit #tbsatdh #nabrielise #gabriel x nathan x annalise #not spn #my edit #multifandom mine #please gabriel is already so done with this shit looool #but poor annalise bby look at her face #and nathan you little shit looool

[thelikesoffinn]

Saw that under a thingy about ascended astarion and how he still loves Tav.

This is an answer to a comment. OP was a bit passive aggressive and telling people that ascended Astarion is just manipulative and nothing else. And someone commented this:

Note how the "he's crying" is highlighted as a bad thing? That's exactly what I said before. The crying is not a bad thing! It's a good thing! It's necessary!

(And let's not start with all the other things that have been said. Let's not.)

Some people are completely missing how ascension affects him and they completely misunderstand his entire character. It's nerve-wracking.

#and not to forget that hes a true vampire now and true vampires are crazy bastards #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate #bg3 #baldurs gate #baldur's gate 3 #astarion #astarion ancunin #ascended astarion #the vampire ascendant #bg3 astarion #y'all I almost wanted to say something but op already did and I figured its their haunt not mine #and honestly op was a little to passive aggressive for my liking #i can't match that Energy #i'm more disappointed teacher that cusses a lot and less op

[lonelyzarquon]

Peter Cushing in The Gorgon (1964) 

#peter cushing #totally obsessed with the mustache merging with the sideburns #also his wardrobe is awesome #especially his tie collection #don't know how to feel ab his character #he's a little bastard but he did it for love... #cushing's acting is on point as always he's so meticulous and cunning here but always on edge #hammer horror #the gorgon #terence fisher #60s horror #horroredit #mine #my gifs #*cushingthegorgon

[burntotears]

ALEX GUERIN Appreciation | February ⤷ possession

the devil's at my shoulder and if i turn around the devil will become me.

#alex manes #jesse manes #roswell new mexico #rnmedit #roswellnmedit #roswell nm #roswellnm #rnm #roswellnmsource #alexmanesmonthly #alexguerinmonthly #(rnm) #(alex) #(my gif) #(mine) #(visual) #right so this is a bastardization of one of my poems #from my first poetry class in college #it's a little weirder than this but when i saw #the possession prompt this poem immediately came to mind #and so did the last gif idea #i dunno if i like the way i textured these or not tbh #but the transition turned out really good

[had2bme]

❝ [...] so why don't you go and clean up while i make preparations? ❞ ❝ preparations? ❞ ❝ yeah, for the journey. ❞ ❝ to paris? ❞ ❝ yes, to paris. ❞

#gabriel boutin #emilien vekemans #the bastard son & the devil himself #the bastard son and the devil himself #tbsatdh #tbs&tdh #man idk. #him doing these little points is just good sensory for some reason. #i add noise to try to hide the fact that the quality is bad. #it doesn't work. but i try. #mine *

[grcywvren]

Handsome boy ✨

#little bastard boy I love him #mine #photos #luke

[dreamcrow]

ToA Meta Prompt; Do you feel as if your criticisms and feelings re; the changelings in ToA has changed since you first saw the franchise/joined the franchise, and if so, how? 🤔

send me a meta prompt (mmmay or may not be accepting, try your luck); thank you for the ask!

hoo boy. so. if you weren't around for the beginning of this blog (or at least: the beginning of its toa incarnation), you should know i was fucking obsessed with changelings. you think my wretched orderfucker side blorbo originfic is cringe? how the people have forgotten my absolutely deranged strickler origin story. i would have posted canon x oc for that fic. i would have posted canon x niche historical blorbo rpf for that fic. the scrivener document for it is almost 12,000 words, which feels like a blink nowadays but which at the time was probably the grandest, most sweeping epic i had ever conceived. there was a conlang! i fell very hard for the stupid evil wizards, make no mistake. but changelings were how i got into toa, and a lot of my first cautious forays into fandom after a long hiatus were based on love of that concept. 

but. well. i suppose i can't really fault 3below for letting them fall by the wayside, since i guess literal creatures of the earth don't mesh very well with extraterrestrials. (though my criticisms re: 3below, especially its connection to toa generally, are...another post.) their absence from wizards is harder to give a charitable explanation, especially since one of the few things we do get from wizards is an onscreen changeling—albeit one with no name, in only one episode, and who dies less than five minutes after being introduced.

...so.

[ » read the rest of the essay on ao3 ]

#tales of arcadia #trollhunters #mine #ask games #babbs u have been very patient on this. i hope it's at least entertaining/validating #i do miss my little bastards every now and again... #i REALLY want to make strickler interact with the order #but unfortunately. that requires. figuring out how i want to Deal With wizards orz

[bellatwinz]

Chris Jericho and Stephanie McMahon Smackdown! (2001)

#chris jericho #stephanie mcmahon #wwe #wweedit #okay that's my quota for the evening #he is so sparkly <3 both of them are feral little bastards #mine #*gifs #2001

[sirdurbe]

i'm mostly talking out of my ass here, but i wanted to give my two cents about kieran, because i find the writing there to be really compelling, but not in a way that endears me toward him. in fact, he makes me pretty uncomfortable -- and i think that's a feature and not a glitch.

kieran's arc is about an insecure young person lashing out at the world for not giving him what he believes he's owed. it's a very stark portrayal of the specific kind of entitlement that can blossom in quiet, sensitive people like that. and it resonates with players -- as it should -- but from what i'm seeing, not... necessarily in a way that makes them want to analyze their own behavior. instead they see themselves in kieran and seek to excuse the patterns they recognize, such as pushing away everyone who's kind to him and then languishing that he's misunderstood.

i'll take it one step further, too. kieran clearly projected heavily onto the story of the kitakami ogre, deciding it, like himself, was just misunderstood, and he derived a lot of comfort from his own interpretation. however, once it became undeniably clear to him that ogrepon's story did not exist with him in mind, but that it was instead her own, he took it as a deeply personal slight and became very angry; it's really the catalyst for how he acts once we get to the indigo disk. and it's very in-line with how many fans, especially younger fans (though people my age aren't exempt), engage with media these days. they project very vulnerable personal feelings onto stories they enjoy and if/when it ever becomes apparent those stories weren't made specifically for them, they lash out -- which is another example of the exact variety of entitlement that drives kieran as a character.

and let me clear: yes, kieran is a kid. (kieran is also not real.) kids and teens frequently have periods of being jerks, it's part of growing up. none of this is me saying that kieran is irredeemable (or god forbid, "problematic") and you're bad if you enjoy him, sympathetize with him or even relate to him. i just wanted to offer this alternate perspective because i found it interesting that it's one i hadn't seen yet.

#mine #pokémon #scarvi spoilers #scarvi dlc spoilers #kieran #it's also a little 🤔 that i've seen people wanting to project mistreatment (usually by carmine) onto him as a means to explain away his (1) #behavior; because his negative character development going from teal mask to indigo disk has very little to do with carmine at all #idk i'm just kind of watching it all from the sidelines which is my preferred way of engaging with fandom these days #anyway i miss looker and i'm still upset they aborted his arc right before he could realize all cops are bastards #but that's another post

[lith-myathar]

Found out a week or so ago that my cat has kidney failure (not acute, so we can treat him, but like. it's not something you can fix). He's probably got a decent amount of time left where he can have good quality of life and he's gonna be *16* in April, so I already feel incredibly lucky to have had him this long. but I am gonna miss the fuck outta this little guy when he's gone

#also this isn't really something i'd thought about but he's one of the few things in my life that hasn't changed since my dad died #could always count on titus to be a cute prickly snuggly sweet little bastard who would bite you as soon as headbutt you #and he's always been *mine* even though he's a family pet #losing him is gonna be very strange. i haven't had to deal with the loss of pet since the cat we had before him died

[ievaxol]

We were full of life

We could barely hold it in

"Alphinaud," Seike says his name like it's a whole sentence and Haurchefant — playing the role of amused onlooker, as he finds he often does nowadays — has to fight to stifle his laughter at the thoroughly unimpressed gaze she levels at the younger Elezen. "You don't know how to cook? Or you don't know how to cook well?"

"Either, I suppose," Alphinaud muses, blithely unaware of the metaphorical shovel he has in hand or the grave he's digging with it. "I have never been in a state where there is not prepared food readily found, I suppose? Though I have been known to prepare my own sandwiches, during late night study sessions back at the studium."

Whether it's a conscious thing or not he puffs out his chest as he says that, calling to mind a proud chocobo chick.

Seike answers with something like a grunt, signalling that the conversation is over as she stalks out of the room.

When Alphinaud turns his confusion toward Haurchefant he simply pats the boy's shoulder.

All things in due time.

"I cannot believe you managed to talk Luphont into this."

'This' being full access to the kitchens for as long as they needed, without the temperamental head chef of Camp Dragonhead looming over their shoulders. Haurchefant doesn't think it has ever happened before but Seike simply smiles, obviously pleased with herself.

"I promised not to tell the price I paid 'lest every damn person comes hounding me in this godsforsaken place.'" She manages to get Luphont's accent down pat and it makes Alphinaud snort.

"Now, Haurchefant, are you helping or are you going to stand over there and look lordly?"

Seike's in a good mood; the words dance, playful, and there's a mischievous twinkle in her eyes when she regards Haurchefant.

"Helping... With what?" Alphinaud wonders aloud and Seike turns to him with equal parts affection and frustration.

If anyone asked Haurchefant he'd say that the affection outweighed the frustration, even if just by a smidge.

"I told you, we're making food."

"Oh." Alphinaud looks at the neat line of bowls and spices lined up, as well as the aprons waiting for them. "So we are. I did not expect it to be so..."

"Literal?" Haurchefant suggests.

Seike ruffles Alphinaud's hair with a sigh.

---

For all his inexperience, Alphinaud is a quick study. They're making something significant to Seike if the softening around her eyes and the reverent way she touches the spices is anything to go by and Alphinaud must feel that as well as Haurchefant does, throwing himself into the work with enthusiasm.

Seike's voice is as always pleasant to listen to. She narrates every step patiently, voice eventually dropping down to a low hum in her throat; mix the breadcrumbs and the milk, well done Alphinaud, now chop the onion, carefully.

As she flits around showing Alphinaud how to not cut off his own fingers and has a lighthearted argument about recipes —

"How much spice?"

"Until it's enough."

"Is there no recipe to follow —"

"You'll know when its enough."

"But specific measurements —"

— Haurchefant is set on popoto duty. He doesn't mind and even less so when asked by a Seike who smiles in a way she hasn't since they arrived here. Unburdened. A little lopsided.

Something happened with her and Alphinaud on the battlefield that day a week back, that much he can tell. This newfound understanding between Seike and Alphinaud is of the type that is paid in blood, forged in the fires of war.

Haurchefant might wish with all his heart that it could have been avoided, but he is glad of it all the same. It will no doubt make their journey ahead easier, he thinks, chest filling with warmth as Seike guides Alphinaud's hands, showing how to crack eggs with as little mess as possible.

There's spiced and ground karakul meat that Seike no doubt paid a pretty coin for — or hunted herself — and homely bubbling from the pots. There's laughter and light conversation and love filling the kitchen until it's fit to burst with it, until Haurchefant has to excuse himself and wipe at suddenly misty eyes.

For the first time since he took the seat, Camp Dragonhead feels like a home.

Alphinaud's meatballs turn out lumpy at first and he stares at them with a furrow in his brows until Seike pops one in her mouth — raw — and startles him into indignant protest, getting him worked up to the point where he forgets all about chasing perfection.

"Excellent work on the salt," Seike says around a mouthful of meat and Alphinaud squeaks.

Haurchefant follows suit — he finds that they're not bad at all, chewing thoughtfully as Alphinaud watches them both with abject horror.

"I'll have you know that those are raw," he says helplessly.

"Mhm." Seike agrees. "Better up the pace and get them on the flame then, before we eat them all."

"You wouldn't."

Alphinaud looks to Haurchefant for reassurance, except he makes a show of swallowing and then tapping his chin.

"I am rather hungry after all..."

---

They eat their meal at the kitchen tables. It is usually only for those needing a quick bite as they work but they dress it up nonetheless. It simply feels right in a way that making a meal of it in the great hall wouldn't — Seike sings to herself as she makes some last-minute adjustments and Alphinaud is trying not to look as proud as a newly become mother and failing.

Spiced meatballs with mashed popoto, jam, pickled cucumber and a sauce that Seike claimed as her pride and joy.

Alphinaud insists on serving them, shooing them toward the chairs before doling out portions with great concentration. Like this, mouth pursed and eyes gleaming with the joy of having done something well for the first time, he looks every bit the teenager Haurchefant knows has been hiding underneath the politics and plans.

In place of young Leveilleur the prodigy from Sharlayan is Alphinaud, a gangly teenage boy. It makes something pinch in Haurchefant's chest, painful and proud in equal measure.

Seike watches him work with a small smile curling her lips and once Alphinaud sits down alongside them she looks at him expectantly.

"Let us know when we can dig in," she says, voice wavering.

Haurchefant thinks that might be her equivalent to his misty eyes and he reaches under the table to squeeze her hand, getting a strong squeeze back.

"Well," Alphinaud puffs his chest out some more. "Enjoy! I dare say this is my best work yet."

"It is your first work?" Seike frowns before realization flashes in her eyes. "The sandwiches don't count, Alphinaud."

"Do they not — ?"

Haurchfant laughs throughout the entire argument.

#seike #i'm rather rusty but this was a real treat to write #i just think that Them #the weird little family unit made up by a little brother. a bastard lord. and the warrior of light. #please perceive me being sappy over seike teaching alphinaud how to make meatballs #for those curious luphont got 1 purse of strong tobacco #a bottle of wine #and a promise to use the rest of the karakul meat #: D #mine writing

[natreidess]

Zephrah days 

#Critical role #orym #my little dude #mine #i should have added more stuff for this #but i am a lazy bastard