#mountain formation

[saraichinwag]

How Do Mountains Form?

[chasingrainbowsforever]

Superstition Mountains, Arizona

[ktadge]

Shirakawa, Japan with my Mamiya C330 on Kodak Portra 160

@kevintadge

[verflares]

(pre-calam) filling the compendium :-)

+ closeup and the aftermath

[daily-odile]

sorry i was gone for a while i just got back from the mountains

[americaisdead]

kmart. pueblo, colo. july 2024

© tag christof

[jennyfromthebes]

i know we talk about crowdsing no children all the time and it is fantastic and I do love it but ever since I heard the woke up new 06-15-2014 bottom of the hill crowdsing I've wanted nothing so bad as that. it's a song about being profoundly lost and lonely in such a specific way that you can't imagine what tomorrow looks like and you feel like nobody else could ever understand it. and the crowd sang it together. so many people all together alone but mostly just together no one voice distinct in collective anon, this piercing individual loneliness cried out by so many; and I sang, oh, what do I do, what do I do, what do I do? what do I do without you?

[mothmiso]

Banff - Sunshine Meadow (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) by Duy Pham

[kas-e]

Magic in the West x North Utah

[fairytaleprincessart]

[see-arcane]

The Substack! It lives!

Please do get an eyeful of the whole thing, but for those who want to cut straight to one of the newer goodies, this is the link to the new preview chapter of Harker.

Minor note: For some reason the order of posts got a bit screwy. The chapters for specific stories are all still clustered together but a bit mixed around. I think it has something to do with me fussing with edits and the Substack publishing in order of what was tinkered with last, but oh well. I'll do better with future posts that aren't dropped in a bulk pile.

Hope you enjoy the early Halloween treat!

[johbeil]

Forest view

Monti Simbruini Regional National Park, Lazio, Italy. Seagull 4A medium format TLR with a shutter problem on Fuji Provia 100 slide film.

[chasingrainbowsforever]

~ Desert Tones ~

[rainghoulgf]

since i was asked to elaborate on these tags :3

It's rare to have Dew like this, kneeling at Mountain's feet and glancing up with heavy-lidded eyes. It's even rarer that he's the one who put himself there.

Mountain doesn't know what had Dew so riled up when he barged in and backed him into the couch, but he's far from complaining. Dew started by just rubbing his cheek against his bulge, breathing him in, but he's been mouthing at him through his jeans for ages now. Mountain thought he'd take him out once he filled out against his tongue, but he didn't move an inch. Just braced his hands on Mountain's thighs and licked harder. The scratch of his wet tongue laving against denim feels like it echoes through the room, a backdrop for the desperate moans and high-pitched whimpers they usually need Aether's influence to hear.

Occasionally, Dew's hips give feeble thrusts against the foot he's straddling, like his body can only remember for seconds at a time that the little thing between his legs needs attention too.

There's spit soaking into his pants from Dew drooling against him- they have matching wet patches, he's sure, but he doesn't know how worried about it to be. Spit stains won't be too noticeable once they dry. Cum will. Either way, it's a problem for later. For now, Mountain just cards his fingers through Dew's long hair, keeping it out of the way so he can soak in the dreamy, blissed-out expression on his face. Makes himself breathe slow and even so Dew can stay where he is for as long as he likes.

Eventually Dew's whines take on a note of frustration. Like he's sick of the clothing in the way, but he's too dumb to think to remove it himself. Like he thinks it'll disappear if he just laps a little bit harder. Mountain tries to help him out, get his cock free, but without Dew moving away, the best he can manage is to unbutton and unzip.

The boxers he's wearing are old, almost threadbare. He should probably toss them, but they're comfortable, soft from use. Dew takes full advantage of it, rubbing his face against the material and breathing deep now that Mountain's scent is stronger. There's already a damp spot on the boxers from his own pre, but with Dew tonguing at him again, it's not long before they're soaked through. The fabric clings to the shape of his cock, and it's thin enough it just barely outlines the ridge. Mountain's head falls back against the couch with a groan when Dew zeroes in on it, sucking his cockhead into his mouth through the cloth the best he can.

Mountain's going to cum in his favorite boxers just from getting a quarter of a blowjob; he's making peace with it now. But Dew's going to cum in his pants from grinding on Mountain's foot and a cock sort-of, not-really in his mouth- it's in the noises he makes, the twitches of his hips that get deeper and more frequent by the minute.

What a sorry pair they make.

[makairodonx]

Utahraptors drinking by the steam, 136 million years ago - a scene from the Cedar Mountain Formation featuring many of the creatures form that formation

[toyastales]

A lush bathroom retreat