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Paul Mescal as Harry All of Us Strangers, Dir. Andrew Haigh (2023)
﹒ dami & adrian ( @wrldbrns ) ﹒ rift valley summer festival
the family friendly day had begun to shift as the sun inched its way across the sky , and once it had tipped over the horizon , the night had become something else. the bass had begun to reverberate within his chest , the lights flashing from red to green to various hues across his features. and the alcohol mingled sweetly with the rest of what he'd pushed into his bloodstream.
there was little possibility of anything ruining his evening.
it had been his initial thought , before his eyes had cracked open to observe the bodies around him , only for his gaze to land on one such individual. the kind that was something of a ghost , a long gone memory , a reminder of a life that hadn't been his own. or rather , couldn't have been his own. not when he'd spent so many months carefully crafting ways to tear it apart. brick by brick , as if the foundation of rome was nothing more than a pipe dream.
the daddy shirt clung to him , partially due to the heat , partially to the inability for him to stop moving now that he'd gotten his fix. and perhaps that is what he could blame it on , as he eased his way through the crowd , of the bodies that had only ever been just that to him. glazed over blue eyes kept their attention fixated on him , until nothing more than a few feet stood between them.
❝ you still have my favorite sweatshirt , ❞ he stated matter of fact , as if he were discussing some miniscule material , and not the very sweatshirt that he'd actually stolen from adrian and dubbed his own.
if it hadn't been for the alcohol and substances , dami may have caught the other's eye , and continued on his pursuit of losing himself in all that was around him. as it were , there he stood , lips curled into a lopsided grin.
﹒ dami & rosa ( @clwmarks ) ﹒ rift valley summer festival
❝ i promise it won't be anything too ridiculous , ❞ he stated confidently , in regards to the suggestion he'd made moments ago of them going to the face painting booth. an easy deal of , they both got their faces painted but the other got to ultimately choose what it was. he'd seen a tiktok on it , face paint roulette or rather , though he wouldn't be so mean as to plaster spongebob or a minion on her. well , maybe not the latter , she was awfully short after all. ❝ scout's honor .❞
﹒ dami & cassidy ( @astravorestine ) ﹒ rift valley summer festival
clumsy fingers worked to find the crunchiest looking fry in the basket , with little regard to how many others he touched in the process. it wasn't as if he hadn't washed his hands , after he'd taken a moment to powder his nose. the festival simply wouldn't be as fun if he hadn't.
❝ it should be a crime against humanity for any place that doesn't properly cook their fries , ❞ he mused , before his features collapsed into a look of disgust as a rather limpy fry was selected from the bunch. the offensive item was tossed over his shoulder , unaware whether it landed safely on the ground , or nailed some poor passerby. ❝ where's a revolution when you need it ? ❞
﹒ dami & buffy ( @fivepointe ) ﹒ rift valley summer festival
there were few reasons that dami had shown up to the festival , one of which being that it seemed the whole city had come , another being that he could easily con someone else into being the purchaser of his drinks that day. never mind the flask that still rested in his back pocket , that was for in case of emergencies.
❝ one for you , and one for me , ❞ came his enthusiastic exclaim as one of the unknown drinks was offered. ❝ and before you ask , no , i don't know what it is. but it was free. ❞
﹒ dami & marcus ( @shatteredtrvth ) ﹒ rift valley summer festival
the summer festival was a means to let loose , to have fun , to effectively distract and distance ones self from the very real murders taking place in the streets. then again , it was california. and who was dami to argue with the logic of the mayor and the rest of the city. well , perhaps it was the flask in his hand that made the thought of arguing the last thing on his mind. or maybe the stick of cotton candy that he held in the other.
❝ vogue , ❞ because it sounded like vaughn , and it simply made sense to him , ❝ i think i've come up with the best idea yet. what if they used cotton candy as the mixer in a drink ? ❞
𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒕 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒍
there's nothing quite like a summer festival to smooth over the edges of anxiety from a recent murder ... or two. given that all involved have been doomed by the narrative anyway , dami has come dressed in a fitted , cropped daddy shirt. paired exceptionally with a pack of cigarettes , his favorite film camera , and more drinks than should be legally allowed at a family friendly function.
Baby Driver (2017) dir. Edgar Wright
Paul Mescal as Harry All of Us Strangers, Dir. Andrew Haigh (2023)
﹒ zayn & bash ( @burningvalhalla ) ﹒ rift valley summer festival
it had never been just the kutte that each of the rift riders shared. not the bond or loyalty that linked them together. it was the understanding of how fucked the world could truly be. how fickle and demanding lady luck was , who spun their stories into a haunting tale , a cautionary story for any who wished to follow in their footsteps. and she had never relented , even once the kuttes had been draped across their shoulders , once their skin bore the symbol of bond. she continued to flip the coin that determined the courses of their lives.
❝ here , ❞ he offered up first , before his hand extended , presenting the cup that held a few fingers worth of an amber liquid. ❝ something fucking strong , something top shelf , to help us through this night. ❞
﹒ santiago & nicky ( @capaddes ) ﹒ rift valley summer festival
there was the necessity to remain vigilant , yet the need to appear relaxed , casual , as if he were doing nothing but enjoying the festivities around him. the drink settled in his hand , nothing more than a soda , as he slipped between the groups of people , easing his way through the crowds. with the recent attack on his mind , along with the carefully delivered letter from the ripper , he was cautious of each individual that brushed past , that came within his space. that is , until a rather familiar figure began to stand out to him.
❝ i'm not certain your intimidation skills will work on them , ❞ he noted with an easy tone , in reference to none other than the colored ducks that bobbed in the water , narrowly avoiding the end of the fishing rod.
﹒ santiago & antonio ( @saltandstatic ) ﹒ rift valley summer festival
the festival was in full swing , the air filled with the smell of food , the sound of music and laughter , and the looming threat that settled like a distant storm cloud. the letter received from the ripper settled heavy in his back pocket , folded up neatly , as if it were a requirement , an invitation to a private party. his hands tucked into his pockets now , loose , relaxed , like he wasn't scanning every face or inch of the festival around him. santiago hadn't gotten to where he was by not being vigilant , by not knowing precisely what he needed to look out for. or whom.
it was a quiet approach , slow , as he moved up beside antonio. there was a soft tension between them , something unspoken , an electrical current in the air. something that he paid no mind to , as he kept his gaze on the festival unfolding before them , around them. ❝ whatever move they make tonight ... , ❞ he paused as a group of festival goers passed a little too closely. ❝ it's going to be big. ❞
﹒ santiago & gianna ( @xxblackmagicx ) ﹒ rift valley summer festival
there had been a moment , brief , in which cruz had debated on attending the festival. it seemed nothing more than a weak patch , a band aid of sorts , to smooth over the mishaps that had already transpired. that continued to affect the city in ways that were becoming troublesome. the moment had passed , with the letter that had arrived. unaffected by the threats issued , he had been intrigued , on what precisely the ripper would attempt.
in the meantime , of waiting for the hammer to drop , cruz had moved through the festival. identified the entrances and exits , made note of those who worked the event , and any other such information that would be useful if chaos erupted. the games were not that , yet , as he passed one with the sight of a familiar face , he came to a slow stop.
it wasn't until she turned towards him , that he made any such movement or comment , ❝ don't worry , i have no intention of critiquing your form. ❞ he let his gaze drift to the game in question , allowing his mind to work out the objective.
﹒ zayn & sophia ( @fracturedlcve ) ﹒ rift valley summer festival
the bucket of popcorn was held in one hand , while the other carefully selected a piece at a time. as if he needed to confirm each one before he popped it into his mouth. whether it would be buttery or salty , whether it would crunch the right way. some were shifted aside , the ones that were deemed the cream of the crop , and would be specifically saved for last. if only so that his final piece wasn't one that made the whole thing worthless.
which was precisely why , when he caught the sight of the hand from the peripheral of his vision , zayn moved the bucket out of her reach. ❝ the stand is actually right there , ❞ he breathed , before his gaze flicked up from the popcorn to the blonde beside him. ❝ unless … will your allowance even cover a bucket ? ❞
