#these are just the prettiest ones
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i'm feeling so insane about them
#neither of them have looked happier than seeing the other do something creative in battle with each other???#the anime did them so beautiful???#HEARTS IN MY EYES#this isn't even everything#not even all my favourite bits with them#these are just the prettiest ones#hassel#brassius#hassius#hassel pokemon#brassius pokemon#anipoke#anipoke spoilers#pokemon anime#pokemon horizons#pokemon horizons spoilers#elite four hassel#gym leader brassius#ephemeralartshipping#hassel x brassius#brassius x hassel
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Destiny 2 is a silly little looter shooter but also its a story about love and it did matter and continues to matter at every turn. Destiny 2 is the opposite of that post about the love being there but not changing anything. the love is there and it changes everything. we succeed because Elsie tells her sister that she's there and she loves her and she trusts her and she won't leave again. we get Mara back because Shuro Chi loved her. we defeat Savathun because she cares, because she feels betrayed, because she feels her sisters were betrayed with her and that care and love blinds her. we live because Mara learns to open herself up to love and refuses to walk away from her brother again and turns back for him this time. we win because Eramis loves her people too much to fully buy into the Witness and we win because Eido believes there's good in everyone and refuses to live in a world where people can't change. we win because Taranis loved Riven and their children and defied his own nature and starved himself to give them that love. we win because Rasputin loves humanity so much even though he was never meant to because Ana loved him so much she taught him every beautiful thing she knew. we win because despite their differences Ikora loves Zavala and Zavala loves Ikora and they couldn't live without each other. we win because Eris loved her fireteam too much to let phantoms of them ruin that love and she lived because Brya loved her enough to give her one last chance. we win because our ghost loves us. just because he loves us so much. and because we love him. and because Cayde loves Sundance and wants to spend eternity with her. we win because at every turn the characters choose to love and trust and forgive.
#destiny 2#d2#the final shape#I'm normal about it though#i know this is probably cringe Im just literally unwell and I also saw a man whining that tfs was “emasculating”#which like buddy I dont know what game youre playing#but the one i play is about love and forgiveness and wishes and magic and who has the prettiest outfits#daring to turn reblogs on again if I regret it they’ll go off again
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*Vampirizes your Vashwood*
keep reading for more :)
If there needs to be much closer close-up please let me know!
#mandatory vampire au from your one and only#I've always found vampires cool bc of how awesome the whole concept is. from aesthetics to the execution#I ofc made my own interpretation of vampiric traits and what they entail. I rlly rlly love working with vamp lore I swear#For a moment I thought abt making Wolfwood a shapeshifter but it made more sense to me for him to be a half blood#There is SO MUCH MORE behind this that I would love to rant about but idk idk#I don't have a story for this per se. it's more of just a concept really. I didn't think abt nothing more than VAMPIRE#during the whole process LMAOOO but well. I do have more notes for it#Also I really just like blood so like OADKJKDL evident. evident. However☝#I also really like the inherent eroticism that comes with the concept of vampires since forever. One look at Carmilla and you'll know#So ofc I had to put my favorite sillies in this. it was about time.#trigun#vash the stampede#trigun stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#vashwood#trigun fanart#vash#wolfwood#nicholas trigun#lenssi draws#these sketches have been freed from the abandoned wips real after months OISDUFJ#also this could potentially be one of the prettiest WWs I've done to date ngl
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he's just a cutie patootie 💖
#seventeen#svtgifs#svtcreations#17net#ultkpop#malegroupsnet#kpopccc#fywonwoo#wonwoo#jeon wonwoo#ihavetoomanygifs#usertheos#useranusia#useroro#blueberryshay#userzaynab#fordaniseyes#useryenas#tuseral#shuaria#hanatonin#he literally has one of the prettiest smiles ever 💖💖💖 happy bday to him teehee#sorry it's just a plain set i have zero creativity rn#posting a lil early bc im so tired i wanna sleep so happy bday wonu beloved 😍
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HYUNJIN | 5-STAR DOME TOUR NAGOYA DAY 2 ENDING
#hwang hyunjin#hyunjin#stray kids#bystay#createskz#malegroupsnet#a9gifs#flashing tw#*gif#*ccarly#*hyunjin#*carly:hyunjin#hated this set then took a nap and woke up and liked it LJKSDLKFSLDG#i prob had some better timestamps but i didn't feel like going thru more outside of the most important ones i marked#so i'm just like. ok. good enough. i'm hungry#he's the prettiest ever i think. i love him and this look so much he is so beautiful...
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Shoutout to Hugh Dancy for being the prettiest man ever, love you baby girl xx
#hannibal#Hannibal tv#Hugh Dancy#William Graham#will Graham#Hannibal Lecter#prettiest boy ever#thesiriusmoon talks hannibal#i love Will Graham from Hannibal#just look at those eyes#baby girl will Graham#baby girl Hugh Dancy#I’ve never seen a more baby girl man in my life#please just one kiss#i need him beneath me whining like the baby boy he is#he’s aged like fine wine#he’s so beautiful
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𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 💛✨
For today’s prompt, I wanted to imagine Elain and Lucien at a party surrounded by the formality and extravagance of high society, but they are too captivated with each other to notice anything outside of their little bubble 🥰
Thank you to honeymariejai for bringing this idea to life for me! 💗
For @elucienweekofficial day 4
Please do not repost
#the lighting in this one just makes me so happy ☺️#Elains expression🥹🥹#prettiest girl ever ever ever#elucienweek2024#elucien#lucien vanserra#elain archeron#acotar#acotar fanart#elucien fanart#pro elucien
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these sketches from the dungeon meshi art exhibition are so good...!!!
#i cant believe we almost had a thistle&faligon volume cover this is such a miss#the top izutsumi sketch is probably my favorite out of these#its perspective is so cool and i love this part of the dungeon (tho i do prefer the the final cover due to the senshi chapters lol)#and the first and final volume sketches... 🥹🥹😭🥰#the vol5 sketches are funny esp the top one like the girl just turned into a chimera should she rlly be all smiling on the cover like that😭#&kabru giving a whole different vibe in that sketch is funny too given what actually happens during this part of the manga lol. poor guy#mithrun is simply the prettiest❤️baby you ARE the centerpiece#dungeon meshi
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pretty boy™ things✨
#wrestlingedit#aewedit#hangman adam page#hangman page#adam page#njpw#aew#g1 climax 28#my gif#hanger gif#i just think he's the prettiest wrestler alive and i know this in my soul#you know the thing that pisses me off about his current facial hair is that he don't let me see his pretty top lip that's cruel#the way the lighting makes the coloring look wildly different from the first one to the last 😭#okay bye
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I love sanuso and also feel like they would be unbearable to be around lol
#also sanji would be just as jealous if not more so#this is the prettiest usopp I’ve ever drawn dont expect that ever again#op fanart#one piece#sanuso#one piece usopp#straw hats#sanji x usopp#one piece sanji#black leg sanji#usopp#usosan#usopp x sanji#roronoa zoro#zoro#one piece zoro#one piece fancomic#one piece fanart#one piece comic#my art
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DP x DC Prompt #88
Superman didn’t know how to handle having a clone. He was fighting the urge to get close to Kon, guide him in a way no one had been able to Clark, with feeling violated every time he saw the boy. He didn’t want to hate Kon, but he didn’t know how to balance his own emotions.
When Clark admits this to Batman, he suggests someone who can help: Phantom. Dani Phantom.
#finemeal prompt#dp x dc#superman#clark kent#dani phantom#i just think there's a lot of personal feelings clark has about kon#and instead of hating on clark for having emotions and not knowing how to deal with them#we have some compassion#plus in young justice he does come around and try to have a relationship with kon#he just struggles#and that's so real of him#i love you superman#you're trying your best#also i feel like dani would be able to help him from a clone's perspective#and maybe one day he'd have a conversation with danny#who knows#this was inspired by a fanfiction#The Prettiest Star by DisillusionedDanny#it's on ao3#look it up#it's so good#there's a scene in there that inspired this prompt#you'll know it once you see it#dis you're literally so talented and i love that fic btw
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(hands shaking) they just. love each other so fuckign much you dont understand .
#spamano#hws spain#hws romano#hws spamano#as a gay man in a relationship with another man i just fuckign. love drawing happy gay men#ARGGG THEY JUST MAKE ME HAPPY !! GOD#my art#hetalia world stars#antò is one of the only people alive who can get vino to laugh and smile like this and he gets SO fucking smug about it#but he doesnt have time to be smug bc hes too busy being gay thinking its the prettiest sound hes ever heard in his life
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Riz has counted four casseroles this week alone. Five, if one goes by the method of cooking, but Yelen's scary when she's crossed, and calling her burek by its proper name is important to her, so Riz does her the courtesy and doesn't include it in his mental tally.
He holds the tupperware over his head to keep it out if the way as he takes careful steps over the piles of notes in his path. The dockman case just closed, relevant documentations handed over to relevant personnels, evidences dealt with as needed; all he has lying around now is just record of the process and traces of himself thinking through it. Unsurprisingly they still haven't invented a surface more convenient for people under five feet who like to pace to put pieces of paper on than the ground.
Actual records go into the case folder with the other documents. Anything else with at least one side still blank is going to the school kids in the block - they chew through an astounding amount of paper just learning arithmetic. The rest is for the recycling basket.
Later. It's his mandated lunch break right now.
Riz sits down in front of the corner file cabinet. In an office often overrun with papers and strings and sometimes even thumbtacks, he's never really managed to clutter up this exact square of surface like every other ones. Ever since the bottom drawer rattled for no discernible reason a day long past, his eyes have always just kinda decided to slide across the space without acknowledging it.
It's years out, now. Riz doesn't know why he thought it such a big deal anymore, back then. He wasn't scared, he doesn't think. Not anymore. Maybe just uncomfortable with the idea that certain things persist despite all efforts to change.
He opens the tupperware. Dame Carabelle's experiment greets him with enough spice in the aroma alone to knock out a small mammal. When he chopped the vegetables for this casserole he couldn't really imagine the eventual heft of it, evident even through just these few ladles' worth, maybe weighing heavier for being still warm. His folk eat more through the smell and the textures and the aftertastes than the taste itself. His folk's meal is really the cooking rather than the eating. The eating is the meal's end.
"Hey," he tells the file cabinet's bottom drawer. "Um."
It's the anniversary. Riz doesn't know the exact date of his dad's death; nobody currently alive does. He and Mom both use the date of the funeral, though as he moved out to Bastion and then got more directly involved with Interplanar he hasn't really been going to Dad's grave as much. Doesn't seem like very efficient use of his time, catching a train or borrowing a car or spending a whole spell slot on going somewhere he knows Dad isn't at. They're sorta coworkers now. They talk on and off every other week between missions. When he goes now, it's just to clean up the place, keeping the landmark tidy and respectable.
Without that work to mark the date he doesn't really know what it serves anymore. But he still remembers it. Still takes note, absently or not, when it comes around.
There's not really a good way to tell the drawer that. Riz looks for another way to start the... conversation, hopefully. The question at play, he'd guess, is why he's doing this. He's been pretty content ignoring all the rattlings and the knocks from inside and the times it sits slightly ajar without him ever opening it himself; hell, he still uses the three drawers on top of it. Space is fucking precious in Bastion.
Precious enough to finally fix this damn drawer so he gets his turn to use it? Riz asks himself. Is that what we're getting to? Then he dismisses the thought - he didn't manage to fix it the times he actually tried, let alone-- now. When he doesn't really care that much to.
That's probably a good place to start. "'s fine if you keep being in there, turns out," Riz says.
The lunch hours are quiet in the block, sleepy and bright with the brief window of sunlight that manages to break through roof overhangs and extended balconies and laundry lines and climbing vines. Riz's work isn't loud here (the loud parts happen away from his office, if everything goes right), but the fragment of early summer heat reflected in the steady warmth his meal still carries compels him to lower his voice even more. It makes the words feel intimate, in a way he's never been familiar with - if he says something he just says it. He doesn't whisper. If he gives his friends something, he gives it open-palm. He's found out, along the way, that people usually don't think of rituals and courtesies the way he does.
Small voice for a diminished monster. "You know why I think so?" Riz asks. "Because almost two decades ago you kidnapped me and almost killed me, and now you rattle a drawer in my office."
It doesn't sound as much like a taunt as Riz wanted it to; the drawer has made a lot of noises again this morning when he checked the calendar, and he was definitely annoyed at it. Now, though, facing it like this after cooking the whole morning with more grandparents and peers from the block than he can count on both hands to cater for a tenant union meeting, he thinks the annoyance has morphed. Changed shape.
It has the shades of something like pity. Riz is not prone to pity, and especially not at these kinda matters. It's slightly maddening that he coheres perfectly outside of this one spot. That he commands his spaces, except for a drawer.
He puts the tupperware onto the floor between himself and the cabinet. "I know we're aware it's the anniversary," he says at the drawer. "You do this every year. You make a ruckus every time I decide to go do my job instead of mooching off my friends' aircon, and every time I get an invitation to some stupid social thing I want to turn down, and every time one of the old people tries to introduce me to a child or a nibling, because being a bachelor over thirty is weird," he pinches the bridge of his nose. "I have three fucking jobs. I love doing my fucking jobs. I'm forcing funds into infrastructures. You're never leaving, are you."
The drawer vibrates lightly. It's a very, very mild acknowledgement, considering the history of reactions Riz has gotten from this thing. Riz thinks it's emanating joyous agreement, or satisfaction.
It only sharpens the pity. Riz doesn't like that, but it's how it is. That's, ultimately, the lesson he's been taught over and over and over again, just by existing as himself, turned every which way by space after space that don't see him eye-to-eye: it's not like he'd quit living over any of it. It's not like any of it can sand off these fundamental pieces of him.
He's outgrown a lot of things, he's found out. Again, and again, and again. A childhood home, a yearly trip, a monster.
"'s probably scary for you, huh?" He asks. "Because I left."
He thinks he hears joints creak that sound like you did. Probably the way a scorned lover would say it, in a movie or a yellowback. He has no more connection to the idea than he did as a kid. Less, because it doesn't even scare him.
"That's what it is, right? That it's the anniversary, and I'll never be like Dad." He raises a knee from the floor, pulls it back closer to him. Slings an arm over it. "You love to remind me. The thing is, Dad also left. He loved Mom and he loved me, and none of us wanted it to happen, but it still did. Because love does fuckall to make anyone stay on its own."
He's long past being bitter about it. It's just the facts. Once upon a time he looked into the future and the specter of his friends' happily-ever-after casted lightless, fathomless shadow over him. Love, marriage, that kind of devotion, to a fifteen-year-old with more solved cases than friends seemed so eternal. Final.
But you can only watch your friends build up apps' worth of jilted lovers for so long before getting over it.
"You know what I learned?" Riz tells the drawer. "Love doesn't make anyone stay. Project management does."
He stands up, and picks up the tupperware of Dame Carabelle's casserole, that he helped make, that he helped share with a block's worth of neighbors and members of a community he's at home with, and goes sit at his desk to eat. "Last chance to get any," he drops an offer over his shoulder as he walks away.
He doesn't eat all of his share in one go. What he's spared he leaves on the desk when going outside for a smoke break. Baron looks the exact same as when he saw them last, when he catches a glimpse; they haven't grown at all. They aren't there when he comes back inside, but the leftover has gone days-old cold, like someone's sucked the future out of it.
#dimension 20#fantasy high#riz gukgak#baron from the baronies#this is set a Long time into the future. riz is like 32 in this one#''I will go to sleep'' so turns out that was a fucking lie#lmao I just needed to finally externalize this idea into Some kind of more final form#initially I aimed for a comic with this but ooughgoughhh I am. indisposed. unable to do that rn#and also I feel like there would just be too fucking much Riz Saying Words in that format for it to work. and I always go if theres so much#words in ur comic might as well make it a fic. and well. heeding my own advice perhaps#just been sitting on this sentiment of like. perceiving romantic relationships as uniquely permanent or conclusive#when the vast majority of people I know would hugely benefit from a divorce lmao#since watching fhjy at least. I think in a sense this is kind of my personal answer for that sticky note style comic I did way back thens#how much of that fear of being deprioritized comes from not being taken care of by the community you're in#I think that's the prettiest answer I can give for riz's deal. not one singular Special Person no matter the kind of flavour#but spaces that he's integrated in. that he has a hand in building even#okay NOW I sleep. everyone be quiet ok small voice for good sleep. it wont be a lie this time I prommy
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SHE'S ETHEREAL
#THE PRETTIEST GIRL#SHE'S BEAUTIFUL#GETS ON ONE KNEE (WE'RE ALREADY MARRIED)#MY LOVE#I JUST. DIED#I'M FLABBERGASTED#I DIDN'T THINK SHE COULD GET PRETTIER#HOW DO I GIVE HER THE WORLD AND THEN SOME#tf one elita#elita 1#elita one#transformers#transformers one#ngl the face effects kinda remind me of aespa armageddon 😇
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patrick stump appreciation post ✧ 16/∞ [✘]
They also talked me into string through the body, which I wouldn’t have thought of myself. But I was very insistent that it meet up with this stripe, you know, that was… that was very important to me. I don’t know what I was thinking, I just kinda– it was something that at the time I thought it was something cool and geometric, and gave the impression of a larger square, I don’t know. I thought there was something neat and irregular about that. My original version was silver with black stripes, which surprisingly never got commented on, I thought it was a very handsome guitar, but no one ever noticed it.
#personally i find the white one to be the prettiest of the five. black coming in second.#also i debated on if i wanted this to be an appreciation post or not but i love his love for his guitars and how passionate he is#so it feels appropriate#might as well give these posts something more than just gifs every now and then#fall out boy#patrick stump#patrick stump appreciation post#my gifs
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THIS PHOTO OF ELIO MAKES MY FUCKING INSANE FUCKING LOOK AT HIM WITH THOSE FUCKING PUPPYEYES AND WITH THE SHIRT AND HIS HAIR AND HIS FUCKING CHEST AND OH MY GOOOOOODDDDDDD😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩
#im so angry there arent more elio fans#personally could never gatekeep#cause i NEED people to yell at about him#pretty boy#prettiest boy#im never getting over him#i need him carnally#he is the sun#beautiful and necessary for sustaining life#and just the personification of light and joy#his smile could light up a room like no other#and the name elio comes from helios#which is a sun god#elio de angelis#classic f1#retro f1#formula 1#formula one#f1
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