#picturesque

[fracturedporcelaindoll]

Beautiful~

[illustratus]

The Mancorbo Canal in the Picos de Europa by Carlos de Haes

[pellinni-photo]

apuseni natural park in autumn. morning landscape of varasoaia meadow, bihor, romania. forest on the mountain in fall color. spruce trees in the valley. sunny weather

[kindofamenace]

The popular tourist village of Portmeirion in Gwynedd, North Wales

[oldfarmhouse]

picturesque cozy and quiet

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[arc-hus]

House LO, Velehrad, Czechia - Ateliér Lina Bellovičová

[lily0819]

🍁 Romantic little things you must do in Quebec: 1, Come to Quebec in autumn to see the maple leaves once, see the layers of forests and the colourful leaves in superb colours! 2、Explore the Fairmont Chateau Fontana Hotel, which is one of the most famous attractions in Quebec.

Take a stroll through Little Champlain, one of the oldest commercial districts, with many art galleries, restaurants and more!

Don't miss the 17th century staircase in Petit Champlain, the oldest staircase in Quebec City.

The National Gallery of Quebec, one of the city's top museums. 6.Eat and drink at the Old Port Market, which is located in the historic harbour district and is filled with food stalls. 7.Visit the Capital Observatory for a stunning view of Quebec City, located on the 31st floor of the Marie-Guyart Building, the tallest building in the city.

Visit Place Royale, underneath the old Quebec cable car, and check out the giant mural. 9: Take a walk on the Dufferin Terrace, a wooden walkway around the Château de la Fontaine with plenty of benches for relaxing. 10、Cathedral of Notre Dame de Quebec, one of the oldest cathedrals in North America. 11、Wander around Old Quebec, hiking is the best way to travel around the city. 12, Walk along Rue Saint-Jean for shopping and coffee, it's really super cosy! 13.Sample the local cuisine, such as cheese fries with gravy or Tortier cheese. 14, Stay at a great [❤️Airbnb] B&B in Quebec!

[visitheworld]

Fikardou village / Cyprus (by Trapezouin).

[illustratus]

The Pathway by Carlos de Haes

[vox-anglosphere]

Dunster has more tea shops per capita than any town in Britain!

The charming High Street leads uphill to Dunster Castle

[pellinni-photo]

misty autumn sunrise in carpathian mountains. rural scenery with colorful trees on the grassy hills in morning light. countryside landscape rolling in to the distant valley full of fog

[kitsuvil]

— plus one 【picturesque/ayato smau】

【 masterlist 】 there is a written portion here after the first 6 photos!!

“I know I said I'll cling onto you the whole event, but I didn't expect to actually be forced into doing that,” I grumbled as my grip on Ayato's tan suit jacket grew tighter. “It's so crowded…” Before I had the opportunity to react, my hand shifted away from the cloth texture and was replaced by the feeling of cool and gentle skin. “In that case, I believe holding my hand will prove to be more effective," Ayato chuckled. I highly doubt anything like that will make this more effective. If only a great technique to raise my heartbeat, but a heart attack is not what we're aiming for here. We weren't at the event early, but I wouldn't say we were late either, so the number of people already here was astonishing.

"Is there a corner with fewer people we can rest at?" I peeked out from behind Ayato's shoulder. "There should be. Come with me," he began to move forward through the crowd. I had no choice but to be dragged along, though it wasn't nearly as unpleasant as I had expected. He already knew his way around these events, so it made sense that I would look like a lost dog in comparison.

"I almost regret agreeing to come with you." A pout showed up on my face as we finally found an area against a wall that wasn't so densely populated. "Don't worry, it's only like this until everyone gets situated. However, if you want to leave early at any point, just let me know. This is a lot for someone's first time at an event like this." The smile on Ayato's face felt like honey, so much that it almost made me forget why I was overwhelmed in the first place. "I just have to remember everyone is here to bond over photography, and then I'm golden... I think."

"You think? Haha," Ayato chuckled, covering his face with his palm as if he was pretending he didn't find my misery funny. "Hey," my pout grew ever stronger. "It's okay. I understand. There were days when I thought the older photographers were going to maul me like a pack of aggressive bears. Of course, I was only in my late teens at the time. It takes experience, which is why I'm willing to let you hold my hand through this... There was nobody to hold mine when I was alone trying to pave my path through these crowds."

I stayed silent for a moment. There was plenty of time to ponder over his words later, but I couldn't help chewing my lip over them now. It was a reminder that he wasn't so different from me, regardless of our status or position in anything. We were both just photographers, and we happened to become friends, too.

"I remember when I first started taking my photography classes at the Uni. It wasn't too unlike what you're describing now. I was seated next to someone who worked so hard that I thought my brain was going to explode when I peeked at their computer screen."

"But isn't that similar to you now? Working so hard to create a photobook, pushing along through your classes, balancing everything your heart desires. I'm sure even [Name] from the past worked equally hard."

"Then it seems both of us are ever-growing and tweaking our skill," I turned my head to face Ayato instead of the various tables with food I was staring at in order to avoid making eye contact with the man next to me. "Why did you really take me here, instead of your sister or one of your friends?"

"What I already told you is true. I think it can open a lot of doors for you. It might be slightly selfish of me, but I want to make sure your goals are ones you can achieve. Because your future matters to me in that aspect."

Just as quickly as my mouth opened to respond and question Ayato further, it went closed again. There was a crowd of people heading over at full speed now that the event was finally settling into place. Perhaps now wasn't the right time for this conversation. I tried to back away and distance myself from Ayato as the people grew closer, afraid of getting in the way, but I didn't get far before I felt a tug on my hand. By 'not far', I meant not even a single step away.

"I thought you wanted someone to keep the anxieties at bay? Don't say a word about the people coming over, I'll handle them. You only need to listen and stick close, [Name]." Ayato's hand was closed on mine, squeezing it so that I couldn't leave, and the smile on his face never faltered. Neither did his attempt at pulling me closer towards him. So he was serious. Right. The whole reason for me being here was to become comfortable with this community, so it makes sense for me to stick around.

But why was he so painfully insistent, and why was his grip on my hand so comforting, and why did his cologne smell as nice as it did? Why did his voice echo through my skull like smooth water running down a creek? Why was his proximity to me like a warm blanket on a winter night, even when he was the one who pulled me so close when I tried to step away?

"So you all have been gossiping about who I choose to bring to my events like it's any of your business? However, if your interest longs to be satiated so strongly, this is a close friend of mine who is working on diving into the photography world. Treat them with as much respect as you would with me." Ayato was beside me, but for most of this interaction, it sounded like he was miles away. To jump into something as large as this, I felt both thrilled and privileged. But I couldn't swallow the lump in my throat that was fear of too much eyes on me, anxiety that my talent wasn't good enough to even be here.

"Would you like some refreshments? We have sparkling wine, as well as tomato sandwiches personally made by our gourmet chef." The staff member brought my attention back to reality as they offered me a few treats from a platter. "I'm alright, but thank you." I shook off any remaining negative thoughts that were floating around with a deep breath. That was when I realized half of the eyes around us that I originally thought were staring at us with critique and judgment were actually giving looks of bewilderment, almost like they were admiring gazes.

"Don't they look like a power couple?" Two nearby women's conversation faded in through my ears. "I see it. The way Mr. Kamisato is holding their hand... There's no way they're not a couple, right?"

Okay. Maybe not the conversation I want to be eavesdropping on. I tried to grab my hand and shake it away from Ayato's, but it was to no avail. "Is there something wrong?" He looked back at me after waving away a photographer I recognized as the creator of one of the photobooks I had at home, sitting in my dorm room. "No, I guess not... Just how high popularity are some of these people?..." I mumbled. "I think the fact I'm here says enough," Ayato silently laughed, regaining his posture quickly after.

"Can't believe I forgot you're the infamous Kamisato Ayato, pfft," I laughed as some of the pressure dropped off my shoulders. "Only to the majority of people here. To you, I'm just Ayato."

Maybe it wouldn't be too much of a pain to get used to this.

— ruptured appendix situation still going strong but i had to bust out this chapter LOL hopefully the written portion serves as a little treat bc i'm gonna cry myself to sleep if nobody likes it /j, i love it and that's all that matters. ayato is so hot.

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[photography-by-timebird84]

Rivers along the Cabot Trail, Nova Scotia, Canada

© by Timebird84

[timebird84]

Autumn on the Cabot Trail, Nova Scotia, Canada

[autumnmylife]

Hallstatt,Austria

[fascinatingeurope]

🇮🇹 Venetian Scene - a painting by Friedrich Ernst Morgenstern from 1892