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xoashdurham · 8 months ago
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Wedding at the Wright House in Mesa
Dalton and Paige's spring wedding at the Wright House in Mesa, at the Provencal Garden - a French inspired wedding venue near Phoenix!
My first wedding of 2024 was absolutely incredible, from start to finish. I was so honored to spend the day with Paige and Dalton to document their spring wedding at the Wright House in Mesa. Ever since their engagement session in Sedona last fall, I knew that this wedding was going to be beautiful! Their ceremony was in the Provencal garden under the gazebo, which was inspired by the Provence…
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thebramblewood · 9 months ago
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EIGHTIES, Part I Requested by @papermint-airplane Starring Caleb and Lilith Vatore
I think this was a good decade for them. Most people thought the goths might be vampires anyway, so they blended right in.
Only Caleb was requested, but we all know they come as a package deal, and I must admit I was already working on these looks anyway. I initially had Caleb in more punk attire (e.g. patched leather jacket and Mohawk), but it just didn't feel like him. I got suggested this hair, and it all fell together then. I imagine this is when he first discovered that buttoning up shirts is an unnecessary expenditure of energy. I'm not sure if it reads as quintessentially '80s, but I think it's perfect for him. This might be my favorite version of them I've done so far, and I have some story plans brewing for this era that could involve crowd participation, so keep your eyes peeled. 👀
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the-cricket-chirps · 8 months ago
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Albert Birkle, Die letzten Häuser, 1922
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saylercreates · 5 months ago
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killabeeblog · 4 months ago
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Goodnight❤️🙂🙃
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lifelesslemonade · 1 year ago
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you’re like my God
you might be, maybe
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onedivinemisfit · 10 months ago
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Elden Ring self-insert~ complete with study of what items I’m currently carrying, and my ever-chronic tendency of getting fucking lost… magic horse-goat must be so fed up with my navigation skills by now he’s gonna buck me off
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warwickgowphoto · 11 months ago
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Autumn nights chasing moonrises with Alicia. Full series on Patreon.
w/ Alicia, April 2023
insta twitter patreon
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tilbageidanmark · 7 months ago
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”I don’t think I ever took a better photo of my wife and I”
(The first comment is hilarious!)
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lucifernevergoesaway · 1 year ago
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ubebutter · 1 year ago
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one of rosemary’s lovers missed her 😼📲
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greyrain23 · 13 days ago
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My secret bllk ship(s?) Is where I can do photography
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den-photographer · 5 months ago
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On the dark side to more: https://www.patreon.com/rabbit_hole_studio
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crossxid · 1 year ago
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julymusings · 1 month ago
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PORTRAIT jason hates taking photos. it's a shame you find him so beautiful.
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Jason Todd isn’t one to take pictures. Standing there with a fake smile, posing for a deceptively happy vignette of an unhappy reality feels awkward. He never knows what to do with his hands. He doesn’t like the way his face translates through the lens; the green of his eyes glows just this side of too spectral, his broad, stocky frame towers over that of his siblings, and the scars on his face bring memories of a darker time, an intentional carelessness for his life he used to carry. He leans away when others huddle together to smile. Pretends to notice something behind him when caught in the background of the lens.
Enter you. Only capable of looking at him with hearts in your eyes. Serving on a silver platter what he used to starve and scavenge for in dimly lit bars on the lips of women who only saw him as something to sink their teeth into and then spit out, never sticking around for longer than one night. Jason feasted at first, he’ll admit, stuffing himself to sickness on your unconditional adoration until it was almost too much to bear.
You take pictures of him and gush over them, telling him how pretty he is. How he belongs in a museum. He never believed you, never bothering to actually look at the pictures you take. But pretty soon he’s everywhere; you set him as your lock screen and screensaver, and print photos to frame on your bedside table. When your storage is maxed out, you steal Jason’s phone to flood his camera roll, and he finds that he keeps going back to stare at the photos you take. Selfies where you kiss his cheek and his mouth curves upward just enough to transform him from brooding to disarming; portraits where he looks, not at the camera, but just beyond and his eyes crinkle, the tips of his sharp canines peeking out over his bottom lip. He looks…different. Better. He starts to believe the things you tell him; his beauty is ancient. Michelangelo himself carved the contours of his body. The Trojans and the Greeks fought for a decade over him.
But what is it about this camera, he wonders, that makes his appearance digestible? Is it the way you frame him front and center, the backlighting sun rays extending in all directions behind him, encircling him with a holiness he doesn’t deserve? The scenery against which you capture him, busy nighttime streets under city lights, just dark enough to smooth out his rough edges? 
Or maybe it’s just you. Seeing himself from your point of view. Seeing himself as yours. His hooked nose, crooked from being broken one too many times, belongs to you for the early mornings when you trace down the bridge, around his lips, and up his jaw, drawing a portrait with your fingertips. His unruly hair, with streaks of white that make him stick out like a sore thumb, exists only for you to run your fingers through when he lays his head in your lap. His scars are for you to kiss on those difficult days until he can bear to look in the mirror again. He wants nothing more than to be a museum of all things you.
Jason Todd isn’t one to take pictures. But when you ask so nicely, showering him with compliments and promises of thank-you-kisses later on, how can he say no?
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why are we as a society still striving for more definition and higher quality photos for anything other than, like, x-ray imaging and space exploration. I don't want 8k ultra-max hd in my phone that highlights every hair and pore and eye bag i want grainy and dark and fuzzy because it makes me look hotter and that's a fact. rant over
anyway he's so pretty i wanna take candids of him and kiss his face and squeeze his huge ti-*GUNSHOTS*
this is gonna be my last post for the next few weeks because i have finals. see you on the other side🫡 (born to be a farmer on a remote island, forced to study STEM) i'll be on requests as soon as i'm back trust
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melaniedragon · 2 years ago
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Here’s my cursed doodle page✌️😔
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You’re welcome.
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