#prop photography

[zetasxphotos]

Fire Rose 🌹 🔥

[a-dream-seeking-light]

syd mead-designed lapd squad car used on the production of ridley scott’s blade runner (1982).  photographed by @iamted7 via the petersen automotive museum in la.  

[icons-characters-and-gifs]

Visuals from the music video Pretty Bones by Yeule

[ivolgacosplay]

“A soft caress as cold as death”

Some more of my Astarion cosplay

All props, including gravestone is made by me.

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

Took A Trip To Stars Hollow!!!

[breezypunk]

nibbles deserves all the comfort :3

comfy living/home decor prop pack coming soon <3

[nocternalrandomness]

The mighty Corsair

[pinkyjulien]

Mitch Anderson | 270/?? ━━ SLEDGEHAMMER

[starlit-fawn]

Draw me like one of your French.... krills.

[7-thheaven]

Isabella 🧚🏼‍♀️

[alexanderpearce]

whatever self portraits as office girl on mountain (2024)

[kdval]

When she asked him if he believed in fate, Charles Newmark unexpectedly smiled. The scars on his cheeks pulled tight, becoming even uglier than before. But there was something in his eyes — something she couldn’t quite place, something melancholy, achingly sorrowful. Those were the eyes of a man who’d lost everything once and had never come to terms with it.

“No,” he said, unusually quiet. “That would be Master Roland — the fatalist. Me? I’m sure everything that’s happened in my life was the work of human hands, or hands that were… not quite human. All of it,” he picked up a card from the table, holding it between his index and middle fingers, “is a lie. But a sweet lie. For those who long to be deceived.”

Cyberpunk 2077: Fright Night City 2024

› Day 5//Fortune Teller

With @drunkchasind's Jessa 🖤❤️

For the @fright-night-city event

[harellan]

Wasting Time (Eternal Summer) (x)

[royallymagpied]

A family Christmas Part II. 2024

Bejeweled masks are inspired by photographs by Paul Koudounaris.

As the clock struck midnight on Christmas Eve, a strange chill, deeper than the winter's bite, settled over the room. The air crackled with an unseen energy. One by one, her ghosts materialized, their dark cloaked figures emerging from the shadows. Each wore a creepy mask, a grotesque and beautiful reflection of their creator's inner world.

A hush fell over the room, then a low, melodic hum, the sound of an ancient music box, long forgotten, winding itself up. The ghosts, their masks illuminated by the soft glow of the giant Christmas tree, began to move, their movements a graceful, eerie dance.

The atmosphere was thick with a strange warmth, a feeling of belonging that she had never experienced before. Her ghosts, her creations, were celebrating with her. They exchanged gifts – a delicately sculpted skull, a haunting poem etched onto a crumbling piece of parchment, a melody whispered on the wind.

For the first time in a long time, she felt seen, truly seen. Not for her eccentricities, not for her art, but for the lonely, yearning heart that beat within her chest. In the company of her ghostly friends, surrounded by the eerie beauty of their celebration, she finally felt at home.

[ivolgacosplay]

-It’s hot as hell in here…

-You see it too? For me, it’s always like this.

Angela Orosco cosplay, Silent Hill 2 Remake

ph.: exze_cos

[sporecringe]

organize, organize, repeat :]