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icewatercastles · 2 years

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Underwater Fashion photography by Amber Gray

www.ambergray.net

#underwater #underwaterphotography #fashion #fantasyfashion #amber gray #amber gray photographer #fashionfilm #dreamy imagery #magical #mysterious #girl under water #woman underwater #fairytale #surreal

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ellie-makes-mbs · 2 months

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name moodboard for “santina” for anonymous

#a true work of art//moodboard #sparks of creativity//my work #moodboard #aesthetic #angelcore #gold angelcore #gold aesthetic #ethereal #ethereal aesthetic #religious moodboard #religious imagery #baroque #rococo #dreamy aesthetic #do you not know that a man is not dead when his name is still spoken//name mb #speaking through another//request

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bh-l · 1 year

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txt, the name chapter: temptation daydream vs nightmare

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sudokuplayer · 7 months

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#my godddd 😮‍💨❤️‍🩹#life is so beautiful you guysss #bless Sufjan's fucking precious mind😮‍💨🩷!!#everything written‚ produced and recorded by him + all the artwork and essays also by him!! he's everything!! ❤️‍🩹#the entire album sounds both familiar and new (like Goodbye Evergreen is literally how The Age of Adz goes from Futile Devices to Too Much!#sounds very atmospheric and melancholic and bittersweet but also dreamy and euphoric. and very gentle #and there's a sense of urgency and helplessness but the album ends in a very hopeful note which is so beautiful!!#lyrically is so impressive and breathtaking. man the way he feels everything so deeply 🫨❤️‍🩹#stunning compositions + so much heartbreak and existential despair and unsettling imagery and self-sacrifice #and distress and personal atonement and resignation and so much HOPE and LIFE and LIGHT #and also religious devotion (shocker i know lol)#and the Neil Young cover (shoot me!) is better than the original lol it's just so sweet and hopeful 💐#i really loved it so much!!#sufjan stevens #javelin

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leatherbookmark · 2 months

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NOT OKAY mv teaser 1

#ateez #atz:ot8 #shrimp gifs #kpop #flashing gif #IT WAS SOOOOOOO god #those spidery mechanical apparati? the one hj has on his hand + the one in the seongsang go scene + the moving screen in jongho's?#w/ hj and jh the 'young people nowadays Overwhelmed with Screens' is a bit too on the nose but it's nicely creepy so i'll accept that #but ohhh the hands covering san's face!! i love this sort of imagery (it's also similar to that one scene in his warriors dance cover!)#it's probably not gonna be this but the shots of san running + san covered by hands reminds me of my Yearning for a captured+brainwashed #yeosang... DREAMY SIGH I WISH

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caughtonwebcam · 7 months

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“You can laugh

A spineless laugh

We hope your words and wisdom choke you.”

[“exit music (for a film)” - radiohead]

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mumpsetc · 8 months

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B-DAWGS CRUICIFIXITION MEANWHILE IN ANOTHER PLANE I WAS THE KING OF PAIN AND UNSPEAKABLE CRUELTY

#Spookie Buddies #B Dawg #Religious Imagery #Religion #CHristianity #Cruxifiction #Snow Buddies #Super Buddies #SPace Buddies #CHristmas Buddies #Halloween Howl #Halloween Hound #Cute Halloween #Nostalgia #Xenofiction #I'm So Fucking High Right Now #Dreamy Art

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herdreamywasteland · 3 months

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god, do you love me?

(POEM WITH HUGE TW, READ NOTES)

i don't know how god thinks but does he love me?

i don't know how god thinks, but god, do you love me?

do you love me?

i ask again and again, do you love me?

echoing the words of jesus christ, holy and perfect falling from my sinful lips.

and i understand how hard it must be but answer please.

god, do you love me?

i don't know how god thinks and i don't know how you think.

but do you love me?

and there's so much i need to do. there's so much I'm missing. there's so much stuff.

but i need to know, do you love me?

and im hiding in your closet but i swear i'm not a faggot i just need to know

you can't give me what i want a certain satisfaction, an answer.

do you love me? god, can you love me?

just lynch me, beat me, break me,

i'm a freak, an accident, a horrible mistake.

god, can you love me? god, do you love me?

i say bad things and do things that are even worse.

i think bad things, and i can't control myself,

the spirit is willing, my flesh is weak, just pierce my hands, i'm just a freak.

make me more like you, turn me into christ, make you love me,

god do you love me?

my dad is a christian my mom is a christian

i don't know what im supposed to be.

because i'm hiding in closets and wishing away bodies, thinking bad things, saying worse.

and god, does he love me?

infinite mercy, but is it infinite, there has to be an end, or some kind of catch.

people like me don't deserve to see heaven.

so i ask, in the words of jesus christ my god, why have you abandoned me?

do you even love me?

i don't know how god thinks, but how could he love me?

i don't know how god thinks but i see the way you act and that's enough.

you can't love me, not for who i am, just for who i pretend to be.

is that what god wants?

should i hide? should i change?

i bet you'd kill me.

haven't slept for days, haven't eaten anything. it's all in my head, there's nothing i can do.

people can dream, think things, say things, do things.

but i'm such a freak, i'm just a freak, an erasable mistake.

does god make mistakes?

and i don't know how god thinks, but this is sacrilegious, am i sacrilegious?

i don't know how god thinks, i sure hope he loves me.

i don't know how you think, but god, i hope you love me.

echoing the words of jesus christ, following in his footsteps, hating every moment of it, hating myself.

string me up on a tree, stab my hands, break my teeth.

give me a crown call me your queen, rip open my side, put holes in my feet.

make me just like christ, so that maybe i can understand, if god really loves me if you really love me.

my spirit might be willing, but my flesh is weak, why have you abandoned me, left me here to rot,

when i said beat me, i never meant leave me, when i said kill me, don't let me die alone.

let me be the skeleton in your closet, but i'm not a fag, i just hate myself, just hate my body, just hate me.

when i said pull my hair, when i said string me up, when i said hurt me, break me, kill me,

i didn't mean leave me.

god, don't leave me.

and i don't know how god thinks, but i need him to love me,

i don't know how you think i need you to love me.

but i'll bleed just for you, i'll whisper the gospel as you try to sleep, i'll stab my side and crown myself, i'll hide in your closet, and insist i'm not a faggot,

i'll smile for my mom smile for your dad

cut my hands, bleed on your bedsheets, call you my queen.

i'll get on my knees, plush carpet and church floors under me.

and i hate myself, but i don't know how you think, and i don't know how god thinks, and i need to know

god, do you love me?

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safiresyrup · 2 months

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living isn't all that's on my mind sweet petunia brisk and gentle skies living is a sin like blue sunrise maybe I can bloom and let you decide let you divide into whatever you want and let you outlive the darkest part

-s's.

#spilled ink #thoughts into the void #imagery #floral #petunia #creative writing #poetry #poem #poems on tumblr #original poem #spilled poetry #writers on tumblr #surreal #writers and poets #dreamlike #dreamscape #dreamy

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crypticoctoberdays · 7 months

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Day: 6 Birth of The Multiverse.

Today is a new day. A new beginning. Endless possibilities. Endless versions of me. Weaved together we share a reality. Picture where there is another me. Picture how happy they are to be. There’s endless possibilities. New beginnings. New starts. Tickets to a new world. I could be anything. I can be a star. I can have my name in bright lights. I can be running under the moon and stars. Picture being a new me. New stories. A new sun and moon. Yet I am still me. All of these stories are untold yet they are only a start. A new me could be birthed anywhere, anytime. People say that small moments can bring the biggest of changes. I wonder…Will there be a new me? Will I join the stars or will I be in an empty alley way? So many me’s. Different realities. Yet somehow they all stem from now. Wouldn’t it be amazing to talk to a different you in your dreams?

#new beginnings #story #short story #writing #writer #october event #imagery #dreamy #multiverse #beautiful #art #my art #ideas #philosophy #alcohol markers #sketchbook drawing

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dawnleaf37 · 8 months

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all my friends have senses I see them as like color. And noise and

#see when you say smells and tastes it starts to sound weird but please at least hear me out #my friend who is a warm morning bakery with the smell of fresh pastries #sour sweet gummy candy #a damp woodpile after a rainstorm #rust and blood and animal fur #if the sharpness of icy wind had a smell I knew better #sugarcookies and my grandma’s cupcakes coupled with the familiarity of her old house #dreamy sigh . oh to be blessed with the beautiful gift of advanced Imagery :)

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icewatercastles · 2 years

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Poppy Daze

Dreamy Beauty photographed by Amber Gray

video directed by Amber Gray

www.ambergray.net

Model: Elena Terekhova

Makeup: Yuko Takahashi

Hairstylist: Cash Lawless

vimeo

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meduseld · 2 years

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Speak of the Devil

Nick and Ziggy meet under the hanging tree. Again.

(Or, an offering for #NICKZIGGYDAY22 on AO3)

#nickziggyday22 #Nick x Ziggy #medufic #some nice gothic vibes and dreamy or nightmarey imagery #also there should have been a three tree meetings for narrative purposes so. this is the middle one. liminal and so forth. and adult

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blissfullyvain · 2 years

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another vilnius post!

#vilnius #aesthetic #eastern europe #church aesthetic #church #baroque #purple aesthetic #baroque aesthetic #dreamy #religious imagery #religion #angel #angelcore

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writingforevren · 1 year

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WIP Intro (re:intro) - Rainclouds

Rain clouds, y'know those little thoughts that seem to pester you mind when you try to convince yourself that everything is fine? yeah that's what this story is about. LGBTQ+ students in a small town in britain dealing with that voice coming to life as a shadow in their minds. Bittersweet and full of twists and turns. Dark imagery meets slow-burn romance that's seemingly destined for failure. Shattered glass, shattered thoughts, but maybe there is a way to clear the rain, to let someone in. But what if letting them in is what leads to the bridge collapse?

{ The Basics }

Genre - Queer YA Fiction

Themes & Tropes - Dark Imagery, Sapphic, LGBTQ+ Characters, POC characters, ASD/ADHD characters, Mental disorder, Slow-burn, Romance, Bittersweet, Self-discovery, Dreamlike Descriptions, Found Family, Ghosts, Mystery, Isolation, and Tragedy.

Setting - Fictional town in the U.K, Modern Era.

Status - Drafting & Editing

Projected Word Count - 100,000

Point Of View - Third Person Limited (Two character POVs)

Content Warning - Contains Dark Topics such as self-harm, suicidal thoughts, violence, homophobia, bullying, mentions of rape, and abuse.

{ Story Description }

Sylvia Hawthorn is plagued by loneliness as she moves away from the big city and back to the town she grew up in. A little brick house full of secrets, some buried, and others begging to be revealed. Her only friend seems to be that of a ghost, a ghost whom she isn’t sure is real or if it was a conjuring of her vast imagination. A vast imagination that always seems to be going full speed ahead whether that is into the light or into the darkness.

The Darkness forms itself to be a human, it looks like her but only houses those thoughts and nightmares that she locks away. She’s supposed to be the perfect daughter, her mum insists on it and will settle for no less. So maybe that’s why she tries her best to lock that darkness away for no one to find... until it starts to overflow, to overwhelm, and to drag her into the depths of her own mind.

Reunions with old friends who didn’t want to be found, new friends who were dealing with problems that might even have been far greater than her own. Curiosity killed the cat right? Well she is the cat, incredibly curious and stepping into problems that aren’t hers to solve, and she ends up getting involved with something far bigger than her own demons.

River Flynn is fine, at least she pretends to be. Constantly changing schools due to little tifs just because she refuses to take other people’s bullshit. It’s always been the same and she’s pissed about it, pissed at the world, at her family, at everyone. Her mum decided to float, and her dad blames her for it.

It seems like there’s always something wrong with her, that’s what everyone tells her. Like she’s a serial killer waiting to happen or something, or a vase on the edge of a shelf close to shattering into a million pieces. And maybe she is, nobody understands her, nobody wants her, maybe people would actually pay attention if she does something about it.

So far, no matter what she does, nothing makes it better, nothing makes the anger go away, nothing makes the hurt less hurtful. Her heart is coated in darkness and she needs someone to pull her out of it, someone to grab that little drop of vulnerability that was left before a hard shell is formed never to be broken again. Sometimes she wants to make others feel the hurt that she does. But when friendly faces show up in her life in unlikely circumstances and try to help, there’s a little speck of light that tries to break through the cloud cover. A warmth that she hasn’t felt since she was a small child.

{ Message Behind The Story }

My Idea was to associate mental ‘disorders’ with the idea of rain clouds, they come and go and sometimes the rain is heavier than others. I don’t like to call them disorders, I like to think of them as clouds and storms, something natural that happens to everyone.

Every storm is different and everyone’s experiences are different. I want to use this story to bring to light all of those storms people deal with everyday and to say that there’s nothing wrong with you even if you think so. This story does get dark, so if you’re dealing with severe depression or suicidal thoughts I would recommend you don’t read it, talk to a friend about the storm rather then letting it build up into a flood.

These clouds can also represent things like ADHD like there’s cloud cover hiding your ability to focus, or the way that having Autism can sometimes make it so it’s much harder to recognize emotions on others faces. These aren’t ‘disorders’ they make everyone unique and different and sometimes life is a bit harder to get through when you have rain clouds over your head but that doesn’t mean you’re broken.

This story also covers the connection between rain clouds and exploring your sexual/romantic and gender orientation which I think is another topic that needs to be talked about more.

{ Rainclouds Playlist }

I often find myself creating stories with specific vibes to them and a playlist can help me and my readers get in the right mindset for that story.

So here’s a link

{ Notes & Conclusion }

Hi, I know the description is a bit of vague but I didn’t want to give any spoilers away. I’ll probably update this post more later when I have a clear idea of the plot. I’m starting to redraft and rearrange a lot of it because I haven’t touched it for a few months and my writing style has changed a bit since then.

I’m not sure how much I’ll be posting the writing process considering I’ve had this project in process for like three years at this point and it’s been very slow-going. Also River is a very different character then I originally made because I wanted her to have a unique perspective from Sylvia.

I hope you found yourself intrigued by my story, I have more that I’d love to share in the future as well. I really want to get back into writing again and this is my first step.

If you’re a writer or a reader I’d love to hear your opinions or just chat if you’d like. Also if you like the idea of this story I’d appreciate a reblog and I also have a taglist if you’d wanna be added. Love to you all and remember that no matter how bad it gets there’s always a light in the storm <3

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daydreamdoodles · 11 months

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Florence + The Machine's Mermaid makes me feral

#day musings #The way the beat is so steady #as she sings mermaid hair and teeth sharp #and you only have one night #So dance it away #and the capturing of the wonderous human experience #and this sense of shifting #Like #Like out of girlhood almost #Stepping into womanhood and it's dreamy and euphoric #Maybe before it all goes to shit (reality) Just for one moment #I am so normal (insane) for it #I also just love like all mermaid imagery

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