#the camera zooms in on the cigarette

[lokh]

auhfhrhfhhgh having an idea but Knowing the character would never ever do it.

[arminsumi]

「 🔴 RECORDING 」

found footage of satoru's student years... recorded on the camcorder that he carried around everywhere.

warnings : heavy angst, fluff, implied death, not proofread

[ the first footage is one minute long. there's two blue eyes widening comedically on the screen. the resolution is low and the audio is tinny. ]

"Ooo it works... well hellooooooo there... i'm... GOJO!! SATORU!! and this is... suguuuuruu getooooo... oh look at that walk, you're such a model."

[ the camera is on suguru, who's walking with bad posture. he doesn't like the camera. ]

[ he has his old hairstyle; this was recorded before his hair was long enough to be in the bun style. he hides his face from the camera. ]

"... aw, he's a model that doesn't like cameras. anyways... this is the beautiful... STUNNING... hot... talented... playing-hard-to-get... (haha kidding)... y/n~"

[ the camera pans to you. you can hear the flirty tone in satoru's voice. ]

"... we are currently walking through the gates of hell..."

[ the camera pans to the school. the resolution clears for a second to show a blue sky with slowly drifting clouds. ]

"okay. we have arrived in hell; look there's satan himself—"

[ the camera pans to yaga. ]

[ the footage ends with yaga confiscating satoru's camera and scolding him. ]

[ a video starts off shaky. the camera is dropped on the train floor and suguru sighs. ]

"satoru...... did you just break it after having it for one day?"

[ satoru picks it up and gives a toothy smile to the screen. ]

"nah. she's all good. not even a scratch. ooh... suguru we look so hot. and look how hot y/n is... she's so scandalous — sittin' next to me on the train. this proximity's got me sweatin', baby... kidding kidding... don't gimme that look!"

[ suguru gives the middle finger to the camera and satoru's iconic laugh sounds beautiful even through the crap audio quality. ]

[ there's a 3 minute video that's half-corrupted of a party happening in your apartment... of just you, satoru, suguru and shoko. lykke li's "i follow rivers" is playing loudly, satoru is screaming the lyrics in broken english and suguru is recording you and him dancing like maniacs. shoko is offering her cigarette to the camera and blowing smoke into the lens. ]

[ there's a 25 second clip of satoru aggressively kissing you until you laugh. ]

[ there is a photo of satoru crouching to pet a cat. he's holding an umbrella. ]

[ there is corrupted footage of laughter and a flicker of the video shows a tiny pot on a stove with ramen cooking in it. ]

[ there's a photo of you, satoru, suguru and shoko. you and satoru are looking at each other like lovebirds. suguru is giving the finger to the camera. shoko is laughing with her eyes closed. ]

[ a long video of satoru waking up in a hotel bed. he looks like he just woke up. he blinks at the camera, bleary-eyed and cute with puffy lips and messy hair. ]

"goodmornin'."

[ his morning rasp is strong. ]

"i'm awake... but miss sleepy head and mister sleepy head are not, as you can see..."

[ he zooms in on your face. you're laid at his right, and suguru is laid at his left. ]

"here's the sleeping angel... and here's the sleeping dragon... anyways... WAKEY WAKEYYYYYYYYY!!! IT'S A BRIGHT NEW DAY!!!"

[ suguru's wakeful groan sounds groggy and disturbed by satoru's loud, piercing wake-up call. you scrunch your face as you wake up, seemingly out of a dream. ]

"satoru... what the hell is the matter with you..."

[ it's an ultra close-up shot of your nose as you mumble this. ]

"i was lonely being awake by myself, gosh. you're so mean!"

[ he experiences a voice crack. suguru gives a sleepy, murderous look at his best friend. ]

"satoru... i swear i'm gonna throw that camera into traffic one day."

[ suguru's mumbling into his pillow too softly to be taken seriously. ]

"wanna say that to the camera?"

[ suguru looks grouchy. ]

"i'll kill you."

"WOW... buddy, this is evidence if you ever do kill me... the police will find this footage... 'n put your FLAT ass in jail. aw... y/n fell back asleep look look... aw she's so fucking precious."

[ suguru and satoru admire you for a bit. there rest of the footage is corrupted. ]

[ footage of a breakfast in the same hotel. sunny side eggs are zoomed-in on. and there's only eggs. ]

"we're too broke to buy bacon, isn't that cool?"

[ satoru gets a nice view up his nose as he tilts the camera to himself. then he turns the camera to you, who's sleepily eating this miserable breakfast. ]

"... so we just have eggs to eat... heyyyy hot babe..."

[ satoru flirts with you and you roll your eyes in response, smiling and chewing on your egg, fork in one hand. ]

"wanna hear a joke?"

"mhm."

"if you ever broke up with me, what would you call me?"

"an idiot?"

"your eggs."

[ you groan and stop eating because his pun was so awful, but you've got a big smile on your face and satoru is laughing heartily. ]

[ the video ends with you and satoru leaning in for a big kiss and a sleepy suguru walking into the room, itching his tummy under his shirt. ]

[ there's a clip of you, satoru, suguru and shoko yelling happy new year and watching fireworks explode into blazing, brilliant colors. suguru winks at the camera as you hold it and you giggle flirtatiously back. there's clearly tension between you two that neither satoru nor shoko acknowledge in the moment, because the fireworks distract them. ]

[ there's footage of you, satoru and suguru kissing. it ends with satoru kissing the camera as a joke. ]

[ most of the footage is corrupted after this. in the next video, satoru seems a bit older. ]

[ there's footage of a solo satoru, who's been enlightened and and burdened with being the strongest. he's on a mission alone, keeping the camcorder on as he exorcises a curse. he trots over to the camera. he seems less enthusiastic compared to the other videos. ]

"aaand that's what the strongest looks like while he's at work."

[ satoru looks smug and goofy, but something is off. his features look worn and tired. ]

[ there is already that slightly disingenuous liveliness showing in his demeanor just in this small video; the version of satoru that his students would know as just normal gojo sensei. ]

[ his smile falters as he rambles about y/n and suguru. ]

"i'm gonna give y/n a big kiss when i get home. miss you, angel. haha... why am i talking to a camera all by myself... that's so sad. i'm gonna film myself gettin' that kiss at home, just to prove i'm not some lonely idiot. i have a hot fiancé..."

[ one of the last photos taken on this camera is dated; august 2009. it's of you and satoru sharing a big kiss... neither of you knew it at the time, but it was your last kiss. ]

[ the next piece of footage is from 2018. it's a 28 year old gojo, his features show his maturity and the weathering of all the years he's endured living without you and suguru.]

"i found this camera while cleaning up. if i look 'n sound funny it's 'cuz i've been crying haha......"

"...... i miss you two..... haha... i can't shove the camera in your faces like i used to, now can i?"

[ he awkwardly smiles at the camera but then his face trembles and contorts into an ugly-cry as if he just remembered every single memory of his youth. ]

[ the footage ends with a broken, barely audible "fuck..." falling from the teacher's lips as he starts to cry and drops the camera to the floor. the rest is corrupted footage... just heaving sobs of the man who has no more memories to record with suguru and y/n. ]

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[kazutora-kurokawa]

Hankisa hankisa yes I'm back at it again anything 4 you girl I'll give u every head canon I have but ≧﹏≦ anyways hanma smoking while brutally fucking fem reader till she's crying and moaning but like kisaki is watching and filming it

HanKisa x Reader: On Camera

♡ NSFW, fem reader, rough sex, smoking, crying, overstimulation, unprotected sex/creampie, voyeurism, filming, hair pulling, degradation ♡

note: Kat...my legs almost gave out on me when I read this request 😭 who gave you the right to come up with such an idea???

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Hanma had been buried in your cunt for hours, brutally pounding into you even after you came multiple times. His rough hand gripped your hair tightly, while his free hand sparked a lighter and lit the cigarette dangling from his mouth. You were overstimulated, crying and whining for him to slow down or give you a break, but that just spurred him on to be rougher. He knew how sensitive you were and loved that he was the one who made you feel that way. Kisaki was sitting in a chair right next to the bed, getting the best angle of your fucked out face on video. The smug look on his face made it obvious he was enjoying the show.

Ashes from the cigarette dropped onto your lower back, making your body even warmer in its already overheated state. Smoke filled the room, the scent of it mixed with Hanma and Kisaki's different colognes was overwhelming. Your legs trembled as Hanma came in you for the umpteenth time that night. You were exhausted and just wanted to sleep, but the pleasure coursing through your body was too strong to let you drift off. Hanma gently wiped the cigarette ashes off your back, probably the nicest he's been all night. He leaned over, pushing your hair out of your face and kissed your forehead.

"Think you can give us another one darling~"

It seemed like a question, but was phrased as more of a command. Kisaki got up from his chair and stood closer to the bed, phone camera zooming in on your pussy as Hanma slowly pulled out and pushed back in.

"God you look like such a slut."

Kisaki spewed, prompting a short chuckle from Hanma.

"She's a pretty little slut though ♡"

Hanma pulled out entirely, watching as his cum dripped from your pussy. His thumb slid over your entrance before he pushed his cum back inside you, smirking at the way your body squirmed under his touch.

"She's been crying this whole time, bet she won't be able to walk in the morning."

Kisaki handed Hanma his phone as he unbuckled his pants. Hanma happily took the phone, focusing the camera on your ass before taking Kisaki's spot on the chair. He watched intently as Kisaki rammed his dick inside you, causing you to let out a small squeak.

"Aww, she's squeaking like a little mouse~"

Kisaki rolled his eyes at Hanma's comment, focused entirely on filling your cunt. Hanma could only sit back and laugh, knowing you'd be sore and embarrassed in the morning, especially once you see the video they took of you.

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[satorkive]

REWIND: JUJUTSU TECH—2006

“okay, so now, we’re going to find [name] and bother her as i should.”

his vintage camcorder captured the buildings of jujutsu tech as he navigated his way towards you.

“so, i really want to surprise her—”

he could hear someone coughing around the corner. shoko’s laugh greeted him with you in tow as you had a cigarette between your fingers. you were slamming your hand against your chest and you felt like you were coughing your lungs out.

panic gnawed inside satoru’s chest. he ran off to you and gave his camera to shoko.

he hovered over you and put his hands on your back. “[name], what do you need?! do we have to go to the hospital? wait, we need to go abroad! yes! abroad! where?”

satoru watched in jealousy as his younger version got to feel you cupping his face softly. what he wouldn’t give to feel you like that again.

he could smell the nicotine in your breath and his nose crunched in disgust. you let out a giggle as you moved your face closer to his, giving him an eskimo kiss.

“silly satoru. i was just trying new things. i wanted to know how shoko could deal having death inside her chest.”

“[name], shut up! it’s my coping mechanism.”

and shoko—seeing how lovesick satoru had been to you—pressed the zoom in button and he took in the heart shapes forming in his eyes.

his hands formed into a fist as he stared at the video in front of him.

he is longing to feel you again. to touch you; to kiss you; to love you.

soon, [name].

[jakevwebber]

jake fluff!!

i was sat down on mine and jake’s bed scrolling through tiktok while he was editing a new video of him and johnnie for his channel

i kept seeing couple trends so i wanted to choose one and do it with jake , he was always up for doing tiktok’s he loves doing them unless they involve us arguing with eachother over something

i walked over to jake and tapped his shoulder he looked up at me smiling while taking his headset off placing it on the desk infront of him.

“jake can we do this tiktok pleaseeee”

“yeah baby of course what is it?”

i showed him the tiktok on my phone and he laughed a little then said okay to it hugging me , i walked over to my makeup desk grabbing a red lipstick i told jake to sit on the bed which he did

i sat ontop of him applying the red lipstick to my lips then kissing his face putting red kisses all over his face we were both laughing after each kiss which was cute

i then put the lipstick in my lips leaving a little bit of my lips with no lipstick so i could fill it in while filming the tiktok

“okay are you ready” i smile at him

he nodded at me i was still straddling him while i began filming filling in the lipstick on my lips then smudging it in the corner where jake then brought his thumb up to wipe the corner off that’s when i turned the camera to jake’s face and he was staring at me smiling then he finished the video by kissing my cheek which i didn’t know he was gonna do

“let’s look at it now” he said

we both watched the video smiling and giggling i put it into my drafts after saving the video to my camera roll , i got off jake asking to do one more tiktok smiling at him

“okay fine it better not be a mean one or something also can u get this off my face before it stains please baby” he added while looking down at me

we walked into the bathroom while wiping his face to get the lipstick off then wiping my lips to get it off

me and jake walked out the bathroom and back onto the bed laying next to eachother

“okay the next one isn’t even bad it’s just a zoom up of our eyes and like we just keep looking back and forth i guess” i showed him the video

“aww i like that it’s cute” he giggled

i zoomed the camera in so it was just our eyes then i began recording while me and jake were looking at eachother then the roof then the wall just anywhere cause we had no idea where to look to be honest but we were laughing the whole time which you could tell in the video

we then watched the video and i again saved it and put it into my drafts while putting my phone besides me

i looked at jake and just layed on his chest hugging him hearing his heartbeat while i lay there.

“you know i love you so much jake your the best thing that’s ever happened to me”

he started stroking my hair and he then lifted my head up holding both of my cheeks and pulling me in for a kiss then one on my forehead

“i love you even more my girl” he smiled at me innocently

[cerastes]

“Interesting strat. I like it,” is how Spike Spiegel would react to someone explaining transgenderism to him. The camera zooms in on his face as he smiles and takes out a cigarette, and as he flicks his lighter open, it immediately cuts to the show’s iconic end of the episode eyecatch, and the white text on fully black screen reads “IT’S NOT THE END, IT’S A BEGINNING” as The Real Folk Blues starts playing.

[extravaganstar]

Anyway ideal past armandaniel scene to me before 205 happens:

-SCENE SET: song that spawned this

- Ldpdl and Armand take Daniel to the house

- Canonish shenanigans

- Pyscosexual turture between him and Armand happens

- Canonish reason as to why they let Daniel go

- Daniel knows, remembers and he is (yk) kind of distraught about it. So what does yound Daniel Molloy do

- Daniel does drugs, alcohol, he very much has a pyscoparty every other day. Ok

- SCENE SET: Outdoor of a nightclub/disco/idk but young Daniel Molloy stumbles out the door to go taking a smoke. He is rollin a filter or he has a premade cigarette whatever floats your boat

- SCENE SET: While the door is open we hear pretty much whatever song can lead the scene, but let's pick the one I linked before thank you very much YES I KNOW IT'S FROM 2005. Comment with your own suggestions. BIG competitors Will It Go Down In Circles by Billy Preston and Spin me Round by Dead or Alive

- Daniel has a ugly sensation (btw he is still fucking drunk) and looks up

- CUT TO the opposite side of the road

- Armand been standing there like a pole lookin at him like ○-○ in perfect armand fucked up orange eye contacts style

- Back to back scene cuts of their characters

- Music goes the hell up

- Daniel lifts up the cigarette to Armand

- Armand takes it <- camera shot like a zoom in of the creation of Adam

- Music blastes you earlobes and we go into a series of cut of them clubbing, doing cocaine, bites, various addictions ecc ecc

- Things happen as to why we are here

- I'm not serious about this but it would be a cool video sequence. Ok bye ✨️

[mxckiemxn]

Hi I have an imagine request if you don't mind 🫰🏻

OK so it's gonna be a supernatural / shapeshifter au

-Reader and any member from hyung line are on a holiday- maybe in a forest cabin- or a wooden house in forest

And the Reader starts seeing weird stuffs like

1● seeing the same looking person as her boyfriend

2● feeling as if someone is around 24/7 since you guys reached there(but avoiding the feeling of it)

And add anything else you like to make it a little more spooky 👻

Thank you so much for your request! I honestly had so much fun writing it haha. I hope that you enjoy it, love! ~Mackie 💜

Pairing: Yoongi x reader

Warnings: horror themes, swearing, smoking (cigarettes), mentions of alcohol

Word Count: 2,365

@rkive-joonie

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You giggled as you looked at the pictures you’d taken of your boyfriend as he drove. The first couple were normal, but once he realized what you were doing, he began making the weirdest faces possible. You two had taken the weekend off to go on a trip to a cabin for your anniversary. You were super excited to get some proper alone time with him. You both had such busy schedules that it made vacations like this nearly impossible.

“This is a good one.” You said through a laugh as you added one of the pictures to your favorite's album.

“I probably look crazy.” He joked; eyes still glued to the road.

“You are crazy, baby.” You told him, laughing harder as he rolled his eyes at you. “Hey, how much longer until we get there?” You asked.

“We’re about ten minutes away. I’m going to stop at the gas station really quickly.” He told you as he pulled into the parking lot.

Once parked, he stepped out of the car to start pumping gas. You sat in the car for a moment, admiring the clear view of the mountains before deciding to hop out and take some pictures. You smiled to yourself as you found the perfect angle and began snapping as many photos as you could.

There was a slight gap in between the trees, and you wanted to add it to your collection. So, you moved to the other side of the parking lot to get a better view of it. You began messing with the filters on your phone and aimed the camera towards the trees to see how they’d look. You froze for a moment, swearing that you could see someone walking in between the trees. You began zooming in a bit to see what they were doing. They stopped walking for a moment and stood eerily still as they kept their head facing forward.

“What the fuck?” You said to yourself as you attempted to zoom in more. From what you could see, they seemed to be wearing clothes that were almost identical to Yoongi’s.

You rolled your eyes as a car flew down the road, blocking your line of sight. Once they were gone, you brought your phone back up and zoomed in again. Chills ran down your spine as you realized that the person was now staring directly at you. You quickly shoved your phone back into your pocket and got back into the car.

“You ready?” You jumped as Yoongi’s low voice pulled you from your thoughts.

“Y-yeah let’s go.” You said through a shaky voice as you tried to calm your nerves.

“Are you ok? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” He asked you sweetly as he placed a hand on top of yours, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“I’m fine. I just saw someone standing in the woods.” You said between deep breaths.

“There may be hiking trails down there. I wouldn’t worry about it. Besides, it doesn’t look like anyone is there now.” He comforted.

“I know, but this person looked so weird. Their movements seemed so robotic in a way. Actually, they kind of looked like you.” You told him, finally meeting his gaze.

“So, you’re telling me that you saw my doppelgänger and he likes hiking?” He lightheartedly joked in an attempt to ease the tension.

“You’re so dumb.” You laughed as you playfully smacked his arm.

“Hey, at least I don’t get freaked out by seeing people exercise.” He joked, raising his hands in defense.

“Shut up-“ you said through a laugh. “Come on, let’s get going.”

You weren’t on the road for long before you finally reached the cabin. It was absolutely gorgeous and although its age showed, it just gave it more character. You sat your bags down on the floor as you admired the interior decor. You smiled as you felt two, strong arms wrap around your waist.

“It’s so peaceful here.” Yoongi whispered, as he placed a few kisses on your neck before burying his head.

“It’s perfect.” You told him, turning around to face him and connecting your lips with his.

“How about we check out the hot tub?” He suggested.

“That sounds amazing.” You said, giving him a gentle kiss before heading upstairs to change.

You placed your bags on the bed and began searching for your swimming suit. You began to remove your clothes, pausing for a bit and looking around the room. You couldn’t shake the feeling that you were being watched. The curtains were open, allowing some sunlight in which made you assume that’s where the feeling came from. You closed them and proceeded to change.

The cabin was completely secluded and surrounded by trees, so it was unlikely that anyone could see you. The nearest cabin was miles away and this isn’t a hiking area. After changing, you made your way back downstairs.

“Baby, could you grab a couple of glasses of wine before you come outside?” You asked Yoongi who was searching for his swim trunks.

“Yeah, I’ll be out there in a minute.” He told you.

As you made your way outside, you smiled at the sound of birds singing. You felt as if this trip would be perfect for you and Yoongi. You didn’t have much trouble in your relationship per se, but things had gotten hard recently. You barely had time to see each other, and when you did, it was often spent sleeping or silently watching movies as both of you were too exhausted to speak. You missed him, even though you still had him.

You slowly crawled into the hot tub, feeling your shoulders relax as you sank into the hot water and allowed your eyes to close. You let out a deep sigh as you felt two hands began massaging your shoulders. You didn’t hear Yoongi come outside so you assumed he wanted to sneak up on you.

“Are you going to get in?” You asked softly, letting out a small laugh when he didn’t respond.

You opened your eyes and turned around once you no longer felt his hands. Your heart sank to your stomach as you looked around, realizing that no one was there. You jumped as you heard the patio door open.

“Sorry I took so long. Namjoon called to make sure we made it.” Yoongi said as he made his way to you, carrying two glasses of wine.

You didn’t say anything. You just looked at him with wide eyes, trying to make sense of what just happened. You began glancing between him and the trees behind you.

“Were you not already out here?” You asked as he crawled into the tub and handed you your glass.

“No.” He stated, although it sounded like more of a question. He looked at you with concern written all over his face as he saw how anxious you were. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, it’s just…I just-“ you tried to speak but there was nothing you could say without sounding crazy. So, once again, you pushed the uneasy feeling away. “I’m fine. I think I’m just tired from the trip.” You finished.

“Well, come relax then.” He told you with an empathetic look as he extended his arms for you to join.

You rested your back against his chest, closing your eyes once more as he began playing with your hair.

“We should watch a scary movie tonight.” He suggested.

“You hate scary movies.” You laughed.

“Yeah, but you like them.” He stated simply, causing you to smile.

“I love you, baby.”

“I love you too, Y/N”

You two remained in the hot tub for a while, loving the way the hot water eased your sore muscles. Once you got out, you both went upstairs to take a shower before heading back down to the living room. You searched through movies on Netflix while Yoongi finished up dinner.

Once he was done, he brought you your food as he settled beside you on the couch, laughing a bit as he saw the title of the movie you picked.

“Cabin in the Woods?” He asked.

“Yeah, it feels fitting.” You responded as you started the movie and began eating.

Yoongi fell asleep towards the end of the movie, head laying on your shoulder as soft snores left his mouth. You smiled as you watched him, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead before gently lifting his head and placing it on the cushions. You got up and went outside through the patio door and lit a cigarette.

You leaned against the railings as you admired how clear the sky looked tonight. You turned your attention to the trees as you heard rustling. The sound caused you to stand up straight and squint your eyes as you tried to get a clearer view. You could’ve sworn that you saw something, but it wasn’t moving anymore.

You jumped as you saw a man peek his head out from behind the trees. It was the same man as before. The one who looked like Yoongi. You dropped your cigarette and ran inside, slamming the door shut and locking it before shutting the curtains.

The sound woke Yoongi up, causing him to run towards you.

“What happened?” He asked, placing his hands on your shoulders to steady you as you were shaking.

“There’s someone out there, Yoongi. You need to call the police.” You said, panicking, as you released yourself from his grip and began searching for your phone.

“What are you talking about?” He asked, following your every move as you ran around searching for the device.

“There’s fucking someone out there, Yoongi. And he fucking looks like you.” You faced him as tears began falling from your eyes.

“Baby, please breathe. You’re scaring me.” He said softly in an attempt to comfort you.

“I’m fucking scared, Yoongi. Fuck, it was the same guy I saw before, and he looks exactly like you. All this weird shit has been happening since we got here, and we need to leave.”

“What do you mean? What else has happened.” He asked, voice slightly raised. You didn’t need to fight, not right now. You pinched the bridge of your nose and began taking deep breaths.

“There was the guy in the woods, then I felt like someone was watching me when I was upstairs changing, and then I felt you massaging my shoulders outside only to find out that you’d been on the phone with Namjoon the whole goddamn time, Yoongi.” You told him, slightly screaming towards the end.

He stared at you in disbelief as he tried to make sense of everything you told him. He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times as if he wanted to speak, but the words wouldn’t come out.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” He asked you in a hushed tone.

“Because I didn’t want you to think that I was crazy. I thought that I was just tired from the trip and that my mind was just playing tricks on me-“

“Y/N-“ he attempted to cut you off, but to no avail.

“You said that there were hiking trails so I brushed it off-“ you continued, hands moving around frantically as you began pacing back and forth.

“Y/N-“

“And I thought that I just felt like I was being watched because the bedroom curtains were open-“

“For fucks sake, Y/N! Listen to me!” He yelled, causing you to pause. Yoongi never yelled at you. No matter how angry or frustrated he was, he never yelled, and it took you by surprise.

“I saw something too.” He told you.

“W-what?” You asked, barely above a whisper.

“When I was on the phone with Namjoon, I looked out of the kitchen window and I thought that I saw you by the car. I didn’t think anything of it and assumed that you were just grabbing something, but I walked towards the patio, and you were already in the hot tub.” He told you with a look of guilt on his face.

“Baby, you should’ve told me.” You said, as you walked over to him and cupped his face gently.

“I know. I just didn’t want to ruin this trip. I’m so sorry, Y/N.” He whispered as tears began forming in his eyes.

“Don’t apologize. You didn’t know.” You comforted, as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“We need to call someone.” He reminded, warranting you to pull away, as you nodded in agreement.

You two began walking towards the living room, unsure if either of your phones had managed to slip between the cracks of the couch. You both paused and looked at each other as you heard a knock on the front door. You opened your mouth to speak, but you were quickly stopped by Yoongi as he put a finger to his lips, shushing you.

You both tiptoed to the door, careful not to make any sounds as you looked through the peephole. Your blood ran cold as you saw them. Two people who looked identical to both you and Yoongi. You wanted to back away. You wanted to stop looking, but you couldn’t. They knew you were in there and unbeknownst to you, they knew that you were looking right at them.

They both smiled eerily as they stared directly at the peephole with no sign of life visible within their eyes. Their faces began to warp and their limbs began contorting, and soon enough they no longer resembled you or Yoongi.

You backed away from the peephole, eyes wide and full of tears as you looked at Yoongi. You opened your mouth to speak, but came to a halt as they began banging on the door again, slightly knocking you back in the process. This time much louder and forceful. Yoongi pulled you behind him and began backing up. With each bang, the door pushed inward.

You frantically looked up at your boyfriend who was also crying but doing his best to maintain composure for you. His eyes met yours for a moment, and once they did, the loud thud of the door hitting the wooden floor echoed throughout the house. You both looked up, and within a second screams began filling the walls.

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[rottenpumpkin13]

Genesis, how many languages do you know or are currently learning? I know a little Gaelic, Japanese, Latin and a miniscule amount of French.

SOLDIER Vlogging Shenanigans pt. 22

[The video starts with a pair of feet scuffling along squeaky, white floors. Echoed singing that inarguably sounds like Genesis is drawing nearer. Zack pans the camera up to show a men’s bathroom door being pushed open. He walks inside, pointing the camera at the bathroom sink, where Reno is sitting there smoking and Genesis is fixing his hair in the mirror]

“Gen, I got a question for you!”

[Genesis barely acknowledges him in the mirror, raking his hand through his hair]

“Oh, do you, darling?”

[Zack zooms in on Reno, who takes a drag of his cigarette, squinting as he watches Genesis produce a hair brush out of thin air, then mouthing ‘what the fuck?’ at the camera]

“Okay, someone wants to know how many languages you can speak or are learning,” Zack reads, “they also say they know some Gaelic, Japanese, Latin and French.”

“Damn, that’s impressive,” Reno scoffs, puffing out a cloud of smoke.

[Zack points the camera back at Genesis, who turns around and begins thinking of an answer]

Genesis hums. “Well, I picked up some Wutaian during the war, and I’m rather proficient in old Banoran, having studied it as a child—my governess wouldn’t accept any less—so I’m fluent in Mideelese, naturally.”

[Zack pans the camera to the mirror in front of him, where he’s jutting out his bottom lip and nodding]

“Impressive. Meanwhile I sometimes misspell my own name.”

[He pans the camera to Reno, who's coughing violently while Genesis looks displeased]

“What about you, Reno?”

[Reno shrugs, scratching the back of his head as he redirects his gaze to the ceiling]

“Uhh…Lemme think. English, Wutaian, French, German and Old Nibel, Mideelese, Spanish, Russian and Ukrainian, Portuguese, Japanese, Bengali, Mandarin Chinese, Korean, Standard Arabic and some Gongagan.”

“Holy!” Zack chirps.

Genesis doesn’t miss a beat. “And can you read that sign over there that says no smoking?”

[Zack zooms the camera into the aforementioned sign on the wall, then pans to an unbothered Reno]

“Can you read a different book?”

“Can you button up your shirt?” Genesis shoots back.

“Can you get off Sephiroth’s di–”

“OKAY!” Zack chokes, grabbing Genesis by the wrist. "That's enough vlogging for today! Come on, Gen!"

[He violently whirls the camera back to himself, proceeding to haul off the more volatile redhead while laughing nervously. Genesis and Reno are still throwing unkind hand gestures at each other, one of which has Zack slapping down Genesis's middle finger]

"Join us next time when Commander Rhapsodos learns about the joys of friendship!"

[He quickly ends the video]

[ingoodjesst]

while making gifs of episode 7 of chainsaw man, the direction in this scene between aki and himeno struck me because of this particular series of cuts. as aki moves to smoke a fresh cigarette, himeno moves to light it. but despite her practiced action and his instinct to lean in, the camera zooms way out on these two devil hunters. the backalley dwarfs them; we barely see the moment the cigarette is lit.

(this is a slight rewrite of my existing twitter thread, btw.)

lighting a cigarette for someone else can be a pretty symbolic, intimate act - especially for two seasoned partners such as them. why zoom out instead of in? why not let the two share the frame? well, as it turns out, the scene has already been deliberately avoiding showing us both aki and himeno's faces at once.

when it comes to this choice, the anime actually takes a lot of direction from the original manga chapter: aki and himeno don't share a single panel together in this scene... except when himeno lights his cigarette.

so why does the anime deviate? because... aki brings up makima.

it's clear by now that himeno is extremely attached to and extremely dependent upon aki - to the point of being willing to sacrifice denji, just to guarantee that aki lives a bit longer. it's also clear later on that she harbors jealousy towards makima for taking aki's attention away.

so it makes sense for the camera to pull away from them despite their shared moment, despite their lengthy history, despite himeno's intense attachment. because as long as makima's around and aki's in love with her, himeno's bond with him will never be quite close enough.

it's hard to say how much of himeno's affection for aki is just a trauma response to the deaths of her previous partners. but it's certainly tragic, to be hanging by a thread and holding onto someone who can't and won't look your way the way that you want them to.

nevertheless, himeno stays attached; she gets by in public safety with aki by her side and - just like kishibe - with drinks to keep the screws loose.

that said, the anime does give these two one shared moment in the second-to-last cut, as himeno suggests they get makima drunk to learn what's up with denji and why makima cares so much about him.

after all, both aki and himeno are people with their eyes on people with their eyes on someone else...

[let-me-be-an-egg-toast]

PROLOGUE - MURPHY LAW. SCENE 3 - SCENE 4 FADE IN: INT. MURPHY LAW DETECTIVE AGENCY - NIGHT Blades of moonlight cut across MURPHY's face as he looked at the letter in one hand. In the other, he held a lit cigarette, bringing it up to his mouth to blow out a puff of smoke. NARRATOR: The Foundation. Always bringing the worst trouble wherever they go, especially if you were the main target.

There was a low sneer to his voice, recalling all the worst memories in his mind connected to the dastardly organization.

The unassuming envelope lay unopened in his hands, a measly stamp containing a crescent moon placed in the top left-hand corner of its back. Typewritten in the middle were the words,"TO MURPHY LAW." NARRATOR: It's like swimming in an open sea, all alone and blind in dark waters. Suddenly, a shark swims over you, and it'll continue to tail your scent no matter how much you swim away. There will only be one in the beginning, but soon you'll get circled by an entire population of them, blocking your every exit. You can only pray to your God He'll give you the chance to make it out alive. MURPHY looks out his window, a stripe of moonlight illuminating his eyes, focused and sharp. NARRATOR: If that God even existed. And even if He did, consider that the labcoats already got to Him first. MURPHY quietly growls, walking away from the window and tossing the letter onto his desk. NARRATOR: Once you make the mistake of biting the hook, they'll never let go until they get what they want. He looks intensely at the envelope; he doesn't need to open it. NARRATOR: This is their hook. Another bait for me to bite, another trap to blindly put my foot in. He picks it up again, silently analyzing it. NARRATOR: It's not the first time they threw one out, but it will be the last time I fell for it again. He cautiously opens the flap. NARRATOR: I already know their tricks. I already know that I can't expect anything, but I can always expect consequences, danger, and most of all, deception. He pulls out the paper and unfolds it. Outside, it was starting to rain. NARRATOR: So what's stopping this from being another one? The camera zooms into the first sentence of O5-1's letter. O5-1: "Greetings, Mr. Law." DISSOLVE TO: INT. MURPHY'S CAR - NIGHT (DOWNPOUR) The sound of thunder reverberates throughout the atmosphere, creating a sense of unease for the weak-hearted. For MURPHY, it was just another Monday, unfortunately. NARRATOR: The problem with everyone these days is they're all trying to be heroes. They do it by waiting for something to happen, or they go and do it themselves by making a problem. Only a few go and solve the existing ones. Rain drops after rain drops harshly fall against MURPHY's window, like a dame crying over her recently murdered husband and aunt. He is unbothered as usual, more focused on getting all of this over with. NARRATOR: But me? I'm not interested in being a hero. His eyes narrow at the view before him as he reaches near the place.

NARRATOR: After all, I'm just the guy they call when everything that could go wrong...did. NARRATOR: And unfortunately for me- He stops the car just a few blocks away from the destination. NARRATOR: -everything did go wrong for O5-1. Knowing the Foundation, one wouldn't know what aces they got up their sleeves, but unluckily for them, MURPHY has been running into those pencil-pushers one too many times to know just how they act. He doesn't get out just yet; instead, he cautiously looks at his surroundings from inside the vehicle. Nothing but drenched buildings and heavy rain. NARRATOR: I'm not usually this stupid, but O5-1's letter seemed desperate enough. Desperate, even for her own people. He decides to finally exit his car, with the sound of the door hitting against the vehicle echoing throughout the empty, pouring street. NARRATOR: After all, they were a condescending bunch of schmucks who just had to have absolute control over almost everything, even over life and death. The worst kind of leaders. NARRATOR: Tried to control me too, trying to pin all kinds of names on me, among other things... He instantly shuts his eyes close at the rush of memories to his brain.

NARRATOR: Unfortunately, I don't follow authority. The rain hit against MURPHY like rapid bullets from the sky, drenching him through his own trenchcoat and trillby hat as he continues to carefully walk on the equally wet pavement. NARRATOR: Besides, she called me Mr. Law; that's respect. But I can't let my guard down just because of that. The last time an O5 did that too was no. 5, and it turned out to be another facade in the end. NARRATOR: But I just have to ask. He finally reaches the actual location; an empty warehouse. The building was foreboding, casting tall shadows before it as lightning struck the sky once again.

NARRATOR: What the hell did O5-1 do in order to turn their own entire organization against them? CHAPTER 1 - THE BIG SLEEP

[legacyshenanigans]

Can you imagine if Marvolo and Rowan’s adventures did become a TV show

Like I can imagine a serious moment happening or Marvolo trying to be serious and then 2 seconds later all you hear is him yelling at Rowan about chewing on the furniture 🤣

Thats absolutely the kinda shit that would happen in it 🤣🤣🤣 like this weird part dark but comedic show hahaha. Like I imagine this scenario:

Opening scene.

(A dimly lit room, Marvolo sits on a fancy chair, smoking a cigarette, staring off into the distance as the camera dramatically and slowly zooms in on his face, as you hear his narration in the background along with classical music)

Marvolos inner monologue narration:

"My name is Marvolo Gaunt..Most of my life I've been attracted to the darkness, a life consumed of dark magic and unsavoury activities..But I fucking love it..*dark chuckle* I wouldn't change that shit for the world"

(And intense gnawing sound and low growls can be suddenly heard, pulling Marvolo out of his dramatic stare and the classical music stops as he frowns and looks over to the other side of the room)

Rowan: *on all fours, chewing a table leg aggressively*

Marvolo: *sigh* ROWAN!!

Rowan: *snaps his head around and looks over over with wood splinters in his beard* ...What?

Marvolo: Do you MIND?!

🤣🤣🤣🤣

[pommpuriinn]

₊˚𓂃 ★﹒₊‧ ★・⸝⸝﹒₊˚ THE NAME CHAPTER: FREEFALL

REALITY

outfit | makeup | hair | nails

⟢ joohyung’s look is a whole 180 and moas are loving it! Seeing their favorite it girl in a red brown color wolf cut with actual piercings and tooth gems sent them in a coma along with being a trending hot topic for days

⟢ making theories are being made the second these photos came out since she’s the only one not using her umbrella along with giving a creepy vibe with the third photo

⟢ netizens did complain about joohyung’s photos since she is holding a cigarette in one of them and in the video teaser

⟢ moas seriously can’t get over joohyung’s short hair and even some kmoas started calling joohyung ‘jooie oppa’ on weverse which joohyung teasing answer them ‘yes cutie’

⟢ in the concept video there’s a clip where it’s raining and joohyung runs her fingers through her wet hair while making eye contact with the camera which instantly went viral

⟢ another viral clip is her and yeonjun laying on the floor while the rain is pouring down on them

MELANCHOLY

outfit | makeup | hair | nails

⟢ this has to be joohyung’s favorite photos she has taken because of the cute wolf they got to work with

⟢moas just couldn’t get over joohyung’s new look and how much it suited her along with seeing that joohyung’s piercing might actually be real since she herself hasn’t posted a recent picture nor has said anything on weverse

⟢ many are saying how she looks like a horror protagonist character with the whole look

⟢ the second these photos released many fans started immediately recreating the makeup look and even got a tiktok trend going

⟢ in the concept video joohyung got to showcase some of her acting skills, as she destroying everything around her and starts crying while hysterically laughing then her face turns scary serious and stares at the camera

CLARITY

outfit | makeup | hair | nails

⟢ moas loved how this concept goes back to their older days with CYSM photos and joohyung couldn’t agree more

⟢ many live for goth joohyung with all the looks she be giving them

⟢ this concept video had some of the members messing around with joohyung’s hair like ruffing it up on purpose

⟢ since beomgyu had the camera recording the members he would zoom in on joohyung’s face and her snake bite piercings

⟢ joohyung would sit on the edge or lay down by the edge of the building along with lay on the members laps

GRAVITY

outfit | makeup | hair | nails

⟢ gravity was another one of joohyung’s favorite photos to take because of all the pretty glitter and the aesthetic of it

⟢ moas love how joohyung could really do both boyish and girly looks, like with the football helmet and glove with the little cuts then joohyung cover in glitter and the fairy lights with her sparkly outfit

⟢ after these teaser photos came out joohyung finally posted on ‘x’ behind the scenes pictures including the caption saying ‘yes they’re real 🤭’ referencing her snake bite piercings

⟢ even posting closer pictures on her instagram leaving the fandom in chaos with this new information

Im using insta: @ninonekw photos for joohyung’s new hair look

ㅤ ㅤ

[noblebs]

find the word

tagged by @fortunatetragedy here, thank you! I actually got near some of my favorite little bits from chapters 3&4 with these :)

OPEN TAG! if you want to do this, here are your words: red, carry, sight, shirt

could:

Orion remembers seeing photos when the story broke: grainy opportunistic action shots sandwiched by columns of text reporting the monstrous operative of a heretofore poorly understood government agency crashing a diplomatic convention. The most prominent and well-distributed of the photos was of the agent himself, a dark, broad figure towering over everyone else in the shot. It's the low angle and the camera's zoom, she always thought, that lent him such an imposing height. As it turns out, there couldn't be a camera operator in the world who could make a demon standing 8 feet tall with arching horns to top it off less imposing.

time:

Orion groans and pats himself down until he finds his cigarette holder. He left his pack in the car, but the unyielding bakelite between his teeth is itself a small comfort, a point of firm pressure he can roll against his tongue instead of the choice words he could spit on this damned man. He's been backed into a corner, he could rip Devilant's throat out for sheer spite, but he'd be stunting his own investigation at the same time, and this smug bastard must be relishing in it. Humiliating that Orion can't even cling to the satisfaction of getting the last word in. He turns on his wedged heel. "I'll be outside. Hurry up."

all:

"Hey." A deep, husky voice drags him out of his spiral. Startling, he looks up to find her angular face hovering close to his shoulder. All at once, within reach. Close enough to see the crow's feet bracketing eyes as cold and gray as the shoreline in winter. Close enough to smell the clean pine of her conditioner. His breath grows thorns to catch inside his throat. "Do you mind if I sit here?" She waves a hand at the stool beside him. Orion shakes her head. The other woman sits sideways to face her, one elbow leaned atop the bar. She winces as she settles. Beneath her jacket is a black sweater and tight jeans. A steel piercing glints beneath her left eye, anchored near the peak of her cheekbone. She has a stark, earnest air about her, something imminent but alluring in the way she gazes at Orion, like the blade of a perfectly crafted knife. "You're not from here," she says, a statement.

back:

Orion takes a deep breath, still unsteady and distracted by the tension winding up inside her chest, but manages to smirk and dutifully take a sip. She lights a cigarette just to give her other hand something to hold: a tether to the here and now, a leash to draw her back from swallowing Madrigal whole in public. "I don't recall making you do anything. You came over here begging for a reason to talk to me." "Begging?" Madrigal straightens her posture and frowns severely. "I wouldn't be caught dead. I took pity on you." Orion scoffs. "Your pity put you out seventeen dollars for one glass, so I hope it was worth it."

[yeetus-feetus]

wait i have something even angsty-er for Jason and losing dogs!!

god if only i could draw i'd make an animatic istg. Anyways, here's "i bet on losing dogs" for jason angst and a bit of jaytim:

My baby, my baby (Ooh-oh)

“You're my baby”, say it to me (Ooh-oh, ooh-oh)

Young Jason looking after his mum, pulling a blanket over her as she sleeps on the couch.

Running his hands through her hair, the camera moves to show Jason frowning.

Baby, my baby (Ooh, ooh-oh)

Tell your baby that I'm your baby (Ooh-oh, ooh-oh)

There are half-empty pill packets and needles and other rubbish littering the coffee table and Jason swipes it all off into a garbage bag. Camera angle shifts to show a portrait in a frame, showing his mother smiling and holding a much smaller Jason who’s also smiling.

I bet on losing dogs

Fade out to a small robin laying on the ground, feathers ruffled, wing very clearly broken. Small hands come into frame to gently cup the bird and lift it off the ground.

I know they're losing and I pay for my place by the ring

Jason is shown feeding it water through a measuring syringe and offering it seed from his palm for it to peck at.

Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down

Frame of just the small bird’s eye.

I'll be there on their side 

Frame of just Jason’s eye, sudden flash to Jason’s eye wet with tears under a broken domino mask.

I'm losing by their side

A fresh, teeny-tiny grave in a garden is in frame, a makeshift little stick cross standing in the dirt above it. Flickers to the glass tube in which Jason’s robin costume is kept, clearly labeled ‘Robin’.

Aah, aah-ah, aah-ah

Aah, aah, aah-ah, aah-ah

Montage of Jason helping people in his Red Hood gear. 

Starting with a flashbang, blood seeping into the concrete of an alleyway, a knife lying by a man's lower legs, as two small children cling to Jason; who tosses his gun and gets down on a knee to make sure they’re okay. 

2nd is Jason with only his domino mask on, bringing food to a homeless woman despite being clearly injured himself, holding his side and smiling at her. 

3rd is Jason talking with BIzzaro in that one comic, assuring him that Jason is his friend.

4th is Jason pulling a blanket around Roy, who’s fallen asleep sitting up with a bottle in his hand, Jason has a sad look on his face as he glances down at the coffee table -which flickers to his mothers table and back again- and moves to swipe the empty bottles littering it into a garbage bag.

Will you let me, baby, lose on losing dogs?

Fade out. A cigarette is pulled from a half-empty box.

I know they're losing and I pay for my place by the ring

The same cigarette is lit between freshly split lips. Zoom out to see Jason sitting on the edge of a roof as smoke floats around him. We see someone's silhouette standing on the edge of a slightly higher building across the way and a few buildings over.

Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down

Zooms in just enough to show Red Robin, dropping something over the edge and watching it, then moving to touch at his domino mask

I wanna feel it

Red Robin drops. Just falls over the edge like water over a waterfall.

I bet on losing dogs

Tim is smiling, a large scarred hand holding cupping one side of his face

I always want you when I'm finally fine

The camera shifts to show Jason with an even wider, truly happy smile as they draw closer and their lips meet.

How you'd be over me looking in my eyes when I cum

Hands are holding Jason’s on either side of his head as tears spill down his cheeks, one of the hands coming up to hold Jason’s face before we shift to see Tim smiling down at him softly.

Someone to watch me die 

A television screen where whatever's happening is blurred out except the headline “Jason Todd, ward of Bruce Wayne, dies at 15 in a…”

Someone to watch me die

Bloody and limp, Red Robin is being cradled in strong arms with a speech bubble exclaiming “TIM!”

Jason has thrown his helmet off and tears are spilling out of him like rain over Tim’s pale cheeks. The blood is pooling further out around them and seeping into Jason's suit. Another speech bubble, frantic “No! No, Tim!”

I bet on losing dogs

Close up of Jason’s wet, desperate face with the speech bubble “...Tim... please don’t leave me...”

Fade out to the small grave in the garden for the robin Jason buried as a kid.

Then fade to black.

[john-macnamara]

Hello folks! We've been gone for quite a while, and we are so sorry, just so much work to be done! In the spirit of work, we have something to share: General MacNamara's own work day! It's a long one, but we have an edited version as well. Have fun!

[The recording starts with a view of John's home office —to someone who's been in his home, it can be recognized as being filmed from the bookshelf in there— as he walks in. His hair's in a still-damp bun and he looks exhausted. Still, he sits down and boots up his computer, immediately checking emails. Said computer is zoomed in and enhanced upon, enough to make out the things being typed if you squint. A whole two hours pass before John gets through everything that needs to be responded to. He organizes troops, confirms orders, crafts plans, and deals with twenty pages worth of American bureaucracy, all without taking a single break. It's approximately 8 in the morning, and his work day has hardly begun.

The camera follows John as he leaves his home, and cuts when he leaves the radius. It comes back when he's shifted locations, now at the P.E.I.P. location based in Michigan. Now he's in the labs, speaking to a redhead woman in a white coat. There's no audio, but the conversation is obviously tense. John's pointing at a paper on the table, and the woman is waving her hands while speaking. The argument ends when she takes of her glasses, waving another scientist over with a gun in their hand. They shoot it at a target, and it completely disintegrates. Then the gun is turned on the general; the trigger's pulled and nothing happens, resulting in sigh of disappointment from the redhead, and some form of agreement from John before he goes off to converse with the other workers. The video cuts out nearly an hour later, the timestamp reading "11:41".

Next, John's in his campus office, working through a stack of paperwork while smoking. Three hours and ten cigarettes pass, and he still hasn't gotten through half of it, what with the constant agents and officers coming in and out. When the clock hits 3, however, he finally stands up and walks off somewhere else. This time, the video quality is a bit worse, but he's clearly in a training room, sparring with a few people. He's changed from his typical work clothes to something more suited for exercise, allowing for much more fluid movement. A two hour sparring session, followed by an hourlong workout and another forty minutes at the shooting range —not quitting until he's hit a bullseye on every target— is the closest thing he gets to a break.

It's another three hours in his poffice before the video cuts for the last time, taking calls, advising officers, and being tapped in for a meeting with someone that the recording can't identify. No audio, after all. Still, the video went on for a solid 14 hours, more than half a day, all without a sign of the General taking a single break.]