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pixierainbows · 2 months
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whereifindsanity · 29 days
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haveyoutriedthis · 17 days
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williammarksommer · 11 months
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All The Time In The World
As our childhood memories slip we navigate into this new world of Adulthood, we transition into this new unfamiliar phase, a completely different landscape of thought. This metaphorical landscape of youth expression transforms our lives, but we can never pin down their meanings until they already passed. We create myths of our own past to comprehend these fleeting moments that never came back us. As time goes on we return to these places of our youth only to recognize that it is not the same, just a forgotten memory of what used to be, what used to be ourselves.
These fleeting moments of life have always troubled me; they are incredibly powerful to us at the time of living it, just to be unrelentingly forgotten later. “All The Time In The World” came out of my need to capturing these moments of youth as a way to live within them forever. These photos depict some of my closest memories from finding first love, road tripping around California to enjoying the slow days cliff jumping with friends. These universal interactions between us no matter how forgettable make us into who we are.
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All The Time In The World
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eriiiiiik · 7 months
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Pocahontas diving
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phelpsspeedos · 10 months
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asntlove · 10 months
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che-de-di-co · 3 months
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temiree · 2 years
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Next up was ScarboSheep, who requested Tem do some cliff diving! I flipped the composition to do something Spiderverse in flavor, which was one of my favorite shots in the movie. :3
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pettyelves · 11 months
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we fall; eilonwy
To love a monster..you have to be one. But this does not feel monstrous.  Love sticks to your ribs.  Not just her ribs, it’s pressed like hands all over her. It was the kaleidoscope in her stomach. It was stuck to her hands, and stained in violet on her fingertips.  She hears Magdal screaming, sees Ibormeith holding the ginger from going over the cliffside. They are just a blur in the corner of her eye, her focus is ahead. An arc of maroon sprays, and Sealgaire is falling-- horrified eyes and misshapen hands raking through air. Nothing to catch onto.  Her feet kick off the rock and she dives. No, she thinks of everything she’s ever known to fly. The bright colored birds named, everyone of them, by her mother. The fireflies dancing over a late-spring field, and the way Sealgaire’s hand tried to grasp at their glow. She thinks of blue butterflies encircling a golden eyed bard--one who sings because: Because I want them to fly, damnit!..If I can sing their life into the air, then they'll grow wings. Falling feels slow motion, as her arms find the larger elf and she clutches. They don’t fly, they plummet. Down and down-- but for her it is almost peaceful.  I miss you so much, Uncle U. I need to grow wings. I need to fly. The force of the drop sends her mess of hair up to entangle with Sealgaire’s green. She doesn’t just need to fly, to grow wings-- she is bound for further. Beyond the clouds, beyond the moon.  Everywhere. Nowhere. Stardust.  It isn’t Ulir that reaches down to pluck her up to the heavens, its her own force of will. Before they could crash into the rocks, she’s gone dragging Sealgaire up to the stars with her.  But when stars land, they make craters-- the relief is short lived before they are swept up in water, dragged down stream and tumbling. She crests the surface of the river and gasps for air, “Sealgaire! Sealgaire!” Frantic hands search for theirs, they are both fated to go ashore the hard way.  It happens in flashes, dragging herself and them from the water. Hugging their chest, hugging that lovely red stain still upon their coat. They must be filled up with water, but it is her eyes that run over with it. An hour. More crying. An hour. A crushing inside of her chest. If love does stick to the insides, she thinks, this must be what it is to have it all ripped out. “You never had a chance,” she whispers to their still form.  All is silent. All is still.  Another few hours and she finds her fingers pressed into the stains of Sealgaire’s fur coat. The red looks so ugly beside her hand. “I’ll build a big fire,” she decides, her face as haggard as the stained coat. “This way you’ll catch thousands of them.” When it was done, it looks more like a pyre. But she was right about on thing, when the embers lick at the night sky, they mimic the most graceful dance -- a whole sky full of fireflies.
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cluelesspigeons · 1 year
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This is written for the prompt ‘devilish’ from @drarrymicrofic
Word count: 83
Drarry microfic: taking a leap
There was a devilish look of mischief in Harry’s eyes. They were standing at the edge of the waterfall, fingers tangled together. Draco swallowed nervously as he looked over the edge.
“Ready?” Harry asked over the roaring of the water. He squeezed Draco’s hand reassuringly.
Taking a deep breath, Draco nodded. He could do this. With Harry by his side, he could do anything. “Yes.”
Harry squeezed Draco’s hand again, and before Draco even realised the ground had disappeared from beneath his feet.
Prompt from November 4th
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williammarksommer · 1 year
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Leap
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ev75 · 2 years
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photos silencieuses, oeil bruyant 
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hanshoots · 2 years
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Cliff Diver, Kalae, HI.
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