FLASH.

ind. pri. sel. MARK JEFFERSON from LIFE IS STRANGE

[wingedvisage-blog]

obviously this rpc is dead as rachel, but guess who just found their login again after literal YEARS lmao

[btsandlis]

Rachel in the Dark Room

[notanotherlovepage]

Me to the fucked up yet unavoidable ending of episode 3 BTS.

[moretrashyrpmemes]

Reblog if your muse is a lil shit

[fandomsdiehard]

Mark Jefferson Moodboard: “I will tempt your mind and make your body wait, (Y/N).”

[animefeetdaily]

Max Fan Art of the most hipsterish game ever “Life Is Strange” and i must say

I LOVED IT!!!! :D

[aaliyrah]

person: hey! you’re max caulfield, right? the max caulfield? I heard you were a former resident and a survivor from a destroyed town called Arcadia Bay, is that correct?

max:

[maruki]

when someone criticizes you for liking a certain character

[caffinatedemos-blog]

enter the vortex club…

[beniya-ita]

The back of his back

[seiriina]

@wingedvisage from x

“i’ve tried, multiple times, but everything so far has been sent anonymously. letters shoved in my locker, chocolates outside my dorm room when i wake up, flowers sitting on my desk and no one has any clue who left them. i mean what if this person somehow gets my cell number and i end up getting weird texts or calls? i don’t think i can deal with all of that again, and i know my parents will flip the moment they find out.”

frustration was clear upon the dancer’s face as she raked a hand through her long hair before biting on a nail, eyes trailing to the window and the still blue sky outside. she’d come to this school to get away from weird stalkers, not get a new one. all she wanted was to dance and sing, why couldn’t she just be left to do those in peace?

[wingedvisage-blog]

              her agitation is almost      PALPABLE      ,      a bitter taste which brings a careful      FROWN      to mark’s lips      .      brief glance      ,      ensuring the      privacy      of their conversation      .      the hall outside his classroom sounds      QUIET      (      for once      )      ,      for which he is      grateful      .      caution tossed aside      ,      mark shifts      ,      a      comforting      palm falling to her shoulder      .      just as quickly      ,      his hands return to the confines of his pockets      . 

               ❛       well      ,      maybe you should try talking to campus security      ?      surely      they      must have seen something      .      ❜       it’s a      practical      suggestion      ,      he thinks      ,      a shrug to accompany his words      .     ❛       and even if they      haven’t      ,      they’ll probably step up their game when a student as      prestigious      as yourself starts to complain      .      ❜ 

[thedarkroomjefferson-deactivate]

MMMhhh… so witch i should choose for my next classe? 

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

A wolf lying in wait.

Abbas Kiarostami, from tr. by Iman Tavassoly, from Winds & Leaf: Poems (via violentwavesofemotion)

[wingedvisage-blog]

Some Classes Discussions:

Mr. Jefferson: Now can you give me an example of a photographer who perfectly captured the human condition in black and white?

Victoria: Diane Arbus.

Mr. Jefferson: There you go, Victoria! Why Arbus?

Victoria: Because of her images of hopeless faces. You feel like, totally haunted by the eyes of those sad mothers and children.

Mr. Jefferson: She saw humanity as tortured, right? And frankly, it's bullshit. Shh, keep that to yourself. Seriously though, I could frame any one of you in a dark corner, and capture you in a moment of desperation. And any one of you could do that to me. Isn't that too easy? Too obvious? What if Arbus chose to capture people at the height of their beauty or innocence? She had a brilliant eye, so she could have taken another approach.

Victoria: I have to admit, I'm not a big fan of her work. I prefer... Robert Frank.

Mr. Jefferson: Me too, Victoria. He captured the essence of post-war, beat America. And there was honesty about the economic conditions of the era, but a beauty in the struggle. You don't have beauty without a beat. Which explains why Frank was Kerouac's photographic muse and both were great chroniclers of the 1950s. Well... We've all seen that iconic shot of Kerouac on the balcony - and if you haven't, shame, shame - capturing the romantic urban solitude of the 20th century poet. You dig? Now, contrast Frank's stark Americana with Salvador Dali's surrealist photographs. Like Cocteau, he was a true renaissance man, and his famous self-portraits are famous early examples of that truly awful word you pesky kids love so much, the "selfie". And it's a great tradition, and I wholeheartedly fight for your right to self-expression. Or selfie-expression. Heh, sorry, I know. So if anybody wants to question the portrait as modern narcissism, they could go back hundreds of years to blame society. Speaking of questions, I bet you thought I'd talk all the way until the bell rang. It's your turn to lecture us. Now, based on the chapters I have no doubt you all memorized, who can tell me the name of the actual process that led to the birth of the self-portrait? Anybody? ... This does not bode well. Just jump right in with an answer. This was in the chapters you read. You did read the chapters, right? Your silence is deafening. If this were a photo, I'd call it a still life.

[wingedtime]

           “ I think that ONE of these days, ” he said, “ you’re going to have to find out where you want to go. And then you’ve got to start going there. But IMMEDIATELY. You can’t afford to lose a MINUTE. Not you. ”

[wingedpunk]

                                 ☠.  ❝ WINGEDPUNK. ❞

( artist credit. )

[wingedvisage-blog]

wingedpunk:

bang bang, you can’t keep me down ya piece of shit. 

goodbye, you fake ass punk.