seethatwonder · 3 years ago
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Blue is stronger against the warm light of the sun!… meet @smgycl . . . #portraitphotography #portraitscam #turkish #turkishwomen #turkishgirl #portraitpage #letsgosomewhere #againstthecurrent #warmlights #portrait_shots #portrait_today #portrait_shooterz #portrait_captures #capturethewild #portraitcapturer #lostphoto #photographerlife #portraitpainting #portraitporn #moodygrams #moodyports #moodytoning #igtones #portrait_legit #babesofinstagram #lausanne #lake #sunset #brunette #thoseeyestho (at Lausanne, Switzerland) https://www.instagram.com/p/CToyKZuIrNt/?utm_medium=tumblr
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dyadyavasya · 4 years ago
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Silhouettes on street . #_streetstock #moodygrams #splendid_visuals #frenchphotography #portraitcapturer #agameoftones #streetphotography #moodygrams #moody #seeyourcity #urbanphotography #urbanandstreet #street_captures #streetmobs #illgrammers #citygrammers #citykillerz #completelyvisual #clickfr #streetportrait #portraitphotography #cinematicgradient #iggythewiggy #deceptive_cities #snapthestreetbeat #eyephotomagazine #dof_addicts #olympus #sprcollective #spicollective (at Литейный Проспект Санкт Петербург) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_7-eh7H5_B/?igshid=fstfo57y0heg
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pedromartins15 · 4 years ago
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Big chair and a crown, what’s missing? 1 or 2 let me know which one?? In Frame: @_kissie__ •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• #pedro_pixel_ @pedro_pixel_ #naturallightphotographer #bigchair #crown #hungarian #hungarianbeauty #greatmodel #natural #sensuality #portraitphotography #portraitvision #portraitcapturer #canon70d #canonphotography #50mm14 #portraitfix #capitalports #portraits4all (em Hampstead Heath) https://www.instagram.com/p/CE419ovh4Fu/?igshid=uf0p2ein8ik6
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the-wandering-leaf · 3 years ago
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"Don't let the fear of losing be greater than the excitement of winning." ∘ ⍋ ∘ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ #ukbeaches #beachhaven #beachculture #beachmoments #beachready #dreambeach #beachgram #portraitholics #portraitcapturer #best_portraits #magicofselfportraiture #worldportraits #theportraitpage #selfportraits #portrait_captures #selfportraiture #portraitstyle #portraitlovers #mytravelgrams #travelsquad #budgettraveler #travelsg #alwaystraveling #traveling_world #girlstoptravel #igerstravel #travelgo #travelrepost #welivetotravel #solotravels (at Camber Sands Beach) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQbsBqislhm/?utm_medium=tumblr
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f-in-ite-blog · 6 years ago
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Throwing it back to this dope rooftop shoot with @whit_sue ____________ _________ ____ #portraits #portrait #portraits_ig #pixel_ig #portraiture #expofilm3k #portrait_perfection #portraitstyles_gf #snowisblack #portraits_universe #PortraitPlay #PortraitCapturer #portraitmood #featurepalette  #rsa_portraits #makeportraits #profile_vision #top_portraits #life_portraits #alltheoceanblues #quietthechaos #2instagood #way2ill #justgoshoot #garrettferguson (at Las Cruces Farmers & Crafts Market)
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echanmodeling · 7 years ago
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There’s no peace in revenge. Photog @artofericjames #enchantedmodel #enter_imagination #portraitkillers #portraitpower #portraitplay #portraitcapturer #nudemodel #earthgoddess #fashionphotography #picoftheday #instaart #fineartphotography #prayerplant #flowerchild #beoriginal
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thatraulsanchez · 4 years ago
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COVID Capture. . Portrait of Richard Gomez of @hopedarlingband . . Support social media distancing. And local bands. Mainly local bands.... . . . . . . #bassist #musician #portrait #music #bass #mask #socialmedia #portraitcapturer #portraitphotography #band #bassplayer #musicians #portraitmood #moody #portrait_perfection #bands #bassists #musicianlife #portraitpage #musicianslife #portrait_vision #bassguitar #portrait_shots #covid_19 #musiciansdaily #portrait_ig (at Tarpon Springs, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CBChCuApMw2/?igshid=1dn540gl19q6j
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nigel-at · 5 years ago
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@carrouselfish (Instagram)
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danielmutton · 6 years ago
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the death-stalking urchin @jazminbean 🥀 for @cultcandycosmetics 👹🦇🌑🌫 6 days till the release! make sure to follow them for a give away competition currently happening! Photography by @daniel_mutton Photo assistant @kallanhughes Top by @tripship777 @alexjustspat Hair by @parma.ham _ #heavenlyurchins #cultcandy #jazminbean #demonic #demon #photographer #photography #editorialmakeup #editorialphoto #fashionphotographymakeup #campaignphotography #fashionphotographylondon #makeupphotoshoot #fineartphg #fineartphoto #finearte #londonphotography #photosinlondon #portraitcapturer #portrait_shot #cloudnine #photooftheday #pictureoftheday📷 #pictureoftheday #pictureofthenight #👹 #🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀 #🦇 (at Hell is real) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtHP6-IF5sO/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1xsbk2yo9zqge
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skyhunterproject · 4 years ago
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@mrs.kraebs_23 thank you so much for the Shooting. Lightroom and Photoshop edit with my own Luminance Masks. Tell me please what do you think about it . #portraitcaptures #girlpower💪 #redbullgirls #riediminnkreis #painterofthenight #graffitiartist #beautyeditorial #beautyportrait #cityofangels #womanpower💪 #shootings #blondhairdontcare #innviertel #oberösterreich #feelaustria #austriagirls (hier: Ried im Innkreis - Treffpunkt Innviertel) https://www.instagram.com/p/CHvgdIoJaq9/?igshid=jx0vvhqyfls
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coolbreeze478 · 7 years ago
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When I was born I was so surprised I didn’t talk for a year and a half. _ In frame: @madelinebaker _ #folkup #portraitphotographer #portraitphotography #portraitproject #portraitpursuits #portraitpr0ject #moodygang #moodyportraits #moodygram #justgoshoot #moody #mainvision #pursuitportraits #pursuitofportrait #agameoftones #portraitcollective #portraitphoto #portraitshoot #portraiture #portraitoftheday #portraitcapture #portraitcentral #portraitmovement #portraitfolk #portrait_shots #agameofportraits #photopeoplegallery #sandiegoportraits #moodyfilm #moodyports (at Little Italy)
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anilyadavphotography-blog · 5 years ago
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Maybe if we tell people the brain is an app, they will start using it😛😂 . . . In the frame:- @sheisnotoninstagram . . Click and edit:-@anil_yadav_photography . . Make up by :-@makeup_with_krishna . . #portraitinspiration #portrait_today #portraitkillers #theportraitsindia #portraitfeed #portraitstyle_gf #portraitvisuals #portrait #portraitcapture #portraitcentroamerica #finestportraits #portraitfinish #kdpeoplegallery #aovportraits #majestic_people #top_portraits #agameoftones #creativeportraits #portraitfestival #globe_portraits #lensminds #spacewheel #hvmansouls #guruportraits #featuremebest #storiesofindia #indiaphotos #india_gram #modelcitizenmag #portraitofficialmodels @theportraitsindia @portraits.india @world_photography_page @bestportraitsindia_ @portrait_zoom @portrait_today @stories_from_lens @portrait_blog @portrait_masterz @indian_portraits_official @portraitsofficial_models_ @thebnbmag @indianportraithub @the.photography.blogger @malvika_rudraverma @framesbyankit @indian_fashion_bloggers (at Tomb of Safdar Jang) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8Oi0oFpNgz/?igshid=1rrklrbtzng7m
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psalloacappella · 3 years ago
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original post on twt, here.
Edit: Published on ao3 as grace note 
“𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑒𝑟.” — T.S. Eliot 
What is the liminal difference between low, sad sundown and the rust skyflickers of a village succumbing to self-immolation, its deserved ritual burning?
Turns out, Sasuke reflects at her bedside, not much. 
Day and night mingle and suffuse, bleeding through, not so unlike her blue veins pressing up to crepe paper skin, urgent signs of life; as one claws at the glass he imagines trapping her body, soul,
sanity. 
Sakura’s engagement ring rests on a small table, and light catches the glittering, smoky rainbow blend of a failed state. Bending reality — warping the room.
The silver earring next to it feels gauche, and Sasuke knows his sins are writ in the deepest grooves of the karmic universe. 
Some stupid kid, too young to be managing a hospital floor on his own: When Sasuke arrived averting his eyes and stepping over the dead lined in cemetery rows, ready for earthly departure, and perhaps the only wherewithal this unlucky medic still possessed, he thinks his brusque but desperate questioning will leave the man (no, this boy) combusting, shattering in an instant, a perfect model portraitcapture of the devastation ravaging the village. 
It had been this unsettling destruction that made Sasuke for the first time refuse to report to the best friend now former, as they had nothing left to say, and head straight to the only place left that held any meaning —
to the last person that made him feel alive.
“C-Coma.” The kid’s voice quavers, flickering and going out. Because Uchiha Sasuke is a legendary destructive demigod and the splintering of the new Sannin had been so palpable, so whispered and gossiped about in dark bars and back rooms, and children were carrying their parents’ political opinions to school as talismans and gifts, learning not how to love but how to live, how to navigate a crumbling world power. 
“She stayed as long as she could, evacuating staff and patients and then . . . well . . . a blow to the head. Bad. I think she . . . can’t remember what’s happening. She’s stuck under the surface, you know?”
Something apt about the way he describes it to Sasuke, an accurate specificity; she’s drowning, indifferent to reality, and maybe it’s a fucking blessing.
Because this kid worked as an assistant under Haruno Sakura; because he knew of the infamous final severing of friendship among them, Uzumaki Naruto accepting his ascension in a time of which he’d never dreamed. Too early, too full of loss to make sound decisions, which applied to all of them. Gone, two Hokage in a row. Morale, nonexistent.
And so, bereft of all the people that had made them whole, a council of elders survived another purge as they so often had, clinging to decades of greed, and began to run the chessboard. 
Sasuke hadn’t said thanks before brushing past, too busy struggling to stay upright, lest another person lose hope in hell, so another man can’t see his chest cave in to despair.
“Are you able to stay with her?”
Sasuke’s eyes don’t leave Sakura’s grey face. He can feel the young man shifting his weight foot to foot. The world’s too bright, vibrating at the speed of collapse.
“There’s no one left alive up here. I’d stay, I would,” and now he’s pleading, pleading with the last surviving member of the Uchiha, but truly, only a stranger, “but my mother. My sister. My husb—”
“Go.”
A stunned silence, before Sasuke forces it out again. “Just go.”
Weeping; Sasuke’s reminded of his young age again in the sniffles and gasps and thank you, oh gods thank you, but then, he’s not that much older. Not really.
“When . . . if her husband makes it back, can — can you tell him what happened?”
Instinct makes Sasuke brush a strand of hair out of her face, and he knows it’s pathetic and disloyal but all the world is falling and she’s the last thing that matters and he has never, ever made the claim to be a good and principled man. 
All he can offer up to the fleeing young medic is a noise in his throat, and its taken as assent despite the originator not knowing his real answer.
And they are alone.
After several silent minutes he finally squeezes her hand, as no one can judge him now in what will probably be the final hours, by death or infrastructure collapse or both. 
After so many years, it’s simply too difficult to be alone. To spurn any love left.
“I know you wanted me to forgive him,” Sasuke says to no one, “but you have always thought too much of me, believed in a goodness I never had.”
Before they could ever quite get it right together, find a foothold in a mad, mad world, they were put in their place by a sneering, cruel universe yet again. This is the punishment of those who take, who find solace in the state. Naruto, deeply in grief after the loss of Gaara, had been no match for the machinations of the council, a desperate plan to unite with their best ally for a second time as the rest of the world beared down on the seat of power, sniffing out imminent collapse. Sakura, reeling from her own losses (Tsunade, Kakashi, two Kages down, two kings tipped off the board), did not protest the arrangements. 
He places the backs of his fingers against her frigid cheek. 
“You had always worn your heart on your sleeve, at least . . . you did for me.”
Sasuke placed conveniently on faraway assassinations and assignments when they forced his friends’ hands and signed the bloodlines. 
He should have seen it coming — rotten roots of leaves.
Did Naruto take solace in marrying the fraying, threaded lifeline to his lost lover? Did he know the true nature of Temari’s visits, officially unofficial, that her eyes were always on someone waiting on the right way to tell her his feelings? Smart in strategy, stupid in women:  Everyone dancing a step too late. 
Sasuke presses her cold fingers to his lips, breathing hard and is it the anger as if to set fire, spark her back to life and memory and all his fears exhale in whispers did you smile like you loved him and did you kiss him like you meant it and did you give him a piece of you because no one can know Sakura without knowing a bit of team seven, a bit of himself, and in asking this, did you give him a piece of me? 
And her eyelashes flutter.
Fervent, the keen cleaving in his chest, blazing but cold. Relief and mild terror. 
He comes closer, bends over her in the bed looking so small, so bruised and worn and out of place, and for a moment she shrinks back, eyes rolling and then darting from his face to the bloodsky to the bedside table and flickering in panicked cadence all over again.
“What’s happening?” She clings to his cloak, pulling him close with a searing strength that he knows well, too well, that he thought he’d never feel again. Knowing she could crush him here and he would let her if he could stay. 
His heart daring to leap, though the guilt — well, he’s used to it.
“You were evacuating staff and patients,” he murmurs quietly, placing his hand on her balled fist, the one still with his shirt fabric in an iron grip. “You were hurt — hit your head.”
“Where is everyone else?”
Something’s unsettling in her glass green gaze. A missing detail, a filmy screen. 
“What’s your name?”
Sakura relents her grip, frown lines dashing across her forehead. “S-Sakura.” A fierce glare. “I’m in charge of this place, you know.” 
“Sakura.”
Divine, the way he says her name. She shivers and he thinks she’s weakening — 
she shivers and she knows this man has her soul.
“What,” Sasuke begins, settling on the bed next to her, “do you last remember?”
Flashes:  of stealing bells and forest snakes and waking up on a bench and climbing aboveground to stare at his handsome face in the glare of the sun; of the end of the world, of the beginning of theirs, the quiet moments in her office and the way he knows her heart.
“Everything.” Comes out in a coarse whisper, and she stares at her shaking hands. “At least, everything about you, Sasuke-kun.”
Like the tap of a tuning fork caressing each nerve ending — there’s never been a better way to hear his own name.
But now she purses her lips at the shadow left behind, the clear imprint of a ring previously worn. 
“Do you know where my husband is?”
Acutely aware that there’s a clipboard with pinned paper, reality writ black and white, Nara in sloping lettered ink. Attestation of her husband’s name. It sits on the table with the rest of the proof.
When her beautiful eyes flicker, there and back again, the expression she gives him asks for forgiveness. A request to abide. Or perhaps that’s wishful thinking from desperation, a man disloyal and low. 
Does he know her as well as he thought he did? Take parts of her for granted? 
In the flickering sundown, sky saturated with apocalypse fire, her expression could be earnest or confused or detached from reality — all depends on the angle of light.
Now she takes his face in her hands and asks, pleading, each word deliberate, 
“Do you know . . . where my husband is?”
The myth of making the selfish choice is that you agonize, game all the outcomes. Consider. Reality unfolds at the synapse-speeds of seconds.
“He’s right here.” Sasuke swallows hard after the admission, throat scorched dry. Leaning into the warmth returning to her hands, fighting the pinch of emotion in the tip of his nose, the prelude to tears. Placing his hand on top of her own, rubbing the indent on her ring finger in silent deliverance. For his cowardice. 
Mouth forming a lie against her temple, one he’s not sure she’ll ever know,
“I’m right here.”
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kayowaa · 7 years ago
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PERSONNE 1 : Tu sais... parfois les yeux en disent beaucoup plus que la bouche. Je dirais même que c'est dans le silence de l'un qu'on se rend compte des sentiments de l'autre. Je n'ai pas ouvert la bouche et pourtant tu as compris mes maux. À vrai dire, c'est quand nous nous sommes tus que la conversation a réellement commencé. Il ne s'agit pas la d'une histoire d'amour mais d'une simple conversation. Une conversation où le silence est à craindre et où on finit alors par parler pour ne rien dire. "Ça va ? Super et toi ?" Alors que ça n'a jamais été aussi mal. Les yeux ne permettent de voir que la surface des choses, c'est vrai. Mais au moins eux, ils ne mentent pas. Parler c'est facile! Vraiment facile. Apprendre à ne rien dire ça devient tout de suite plus compliqué mais wow, qu'est-ce qu'on en apprend. On regarde les sourds, les muets avec pitié et pourtant ils savent souvent mieux manier la langue du coeur 🌼. PERSONNE 2 : ... #myfeatureshoot #portrait #sowheremagazine #Wethecreators #vsco #myfeatureshoot #portraitFTR #featuremeas #quietthechaos #wefilmfeature #featuremeroses #seekingthestars #featureMePF #PFunder10k #portraitcapture #PortraitPanda #PortraitMidwest #inspireportraits #colors #art #sweet #flowers #peaceful #the #eyes #they never #lies (at Maastricht, Netherlands)
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f-in-ite-blog · 6 years ago
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We all float down here. ____________ ________ ___ #portraits #portrait #portraits_ig #pixel_ig #portraiture #expofilm3k #portrait_perfection #portraitstyles_gf #snowisblack #portraits_universe #PortraitPlay #PortraitCapturer #portraitmood #featurepalette  #rsa_portraits #makeportraits #profile_vision #top_portraits #life_portraits #alltheoceanblues #quietthechaos #2instagood #way2ill #justgoshoot #garrettferguson (at New Mexico)
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randolfimages · 5 years ago
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📸@ricoimages Ukarie - GTHS Dance Captain & 2019 Graduate .• .• .• Sony A7riii Sigma Bokehmaster 105mm art f/1.4 ISO- 80 Shutter 1/1000 sec Xplor 600 1/4 Power Diffuser - Westcott Rapid Box XXL .• .• #westcottlighting #strobes #seniorpictures #offcameraflash #sonyportraits #sigma105mmart #portraitcaptures #xplor600 #sonyalpha #portraitshot #portraitphotography #portraitmode #highschoolgirls #melaninqueen #lightshapers #bringitlivetour #bringitlifetime #blackexcellence #neworleansphotographer #batonrougephotographer #portraits_of_beauty_and_style #blackgirlsrock #highschoolgraduate #dopeports #portraitstream #gradszn https://www.instagram.com/p/BxQp-reB0VN/?igshid=uxyzhcvidqhu
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