#NIKU SORRY I RAMBLED AB NOTHING???

[rush-the-stars]

cieloooo I've come to maybe beg for some more ideas your wretched horror movie geto au if u are willing to share.... 🥺

oh twist my arm why don’t you niku!!!

hehe yes..,.i will share more ideas from this wip..,..,putting this under a read more bc it got too long

the way i’m mostly just talking about set up too…..SILLINESS. i wish i could write this au in 3 hours and show you what i mean. alas…..

cw: bad power dynamics

the premise is that getou (though rather young for this career) has become a pretty accredited and beloved horror movie director/writer. bit of a cult following. maybe not a household name, per se, but anyone who enjoys film a bit more than average would recognize his name and his films

he elicits strong opinions; some abhor his work. some adore it.

his films are known for being deeply disturbing and strangely sexual. most feel like an erotic fever dream. gripping, stunning, and horrible is what most of his reviews entail.

then, of course, there is his leading man; satoru gojo. started as an indie darling doing psychological thrillers and dramas; he and getou go aaalll the way back to university together, where they first met. getou asked gojo to star in his third film, which is the one that took off the most and put both massively on the map. gojo has been in just around half of getou’s films. getou likes to use him a great deal; he thinks that there can be something rather unnerving and powerful about gojo’s performances, if you know how to capture him right

(of course getou thinks only he can capture gojo just right on camera)

gojo, for his own credit, has been called the actor of a generation. a rare gem; the best of the best and anticipated to have an incredible career.

and then you enter the scene; a stage actor with little experience on camera except the two roles in a short film and pilot episode that didn’t go far

getou saw you in an adaption of a tragedy on stage; howling and bloody and crawling across the apron and down into the audience aisles like a wild thing

(he’d fallen in love then, maybe. or, at least, he knew he had to have you. for him, it might as well be the same thing)

he finds you after the show. calls your performance visceral. raw. refreshing. he’d like to keep in touch.

you think little of it, except as a reminder to check out his most recent film again. gojo is in it. you watch alone. you hardly sleep that night.

then, months later, he’s asking you to audition for his upcoming film. he needs a lead.

(once he’d seen you, he could only picture you as the role—rewrote moments just for you. for him.)

and suddenly you’re doing chemistry reads with gojo. tests and audition reels.

after your audition is complete, they both watch you back on the camera with gojo your opposite in the scene, the way you look up at him, eyes alight. you’re bursting at the seams. getou just needs to capture it right. in the scene, gojo’s hand settles on the side of your head, easing so your neck crooks, then the rest of your body tips to his command as you ragdoll. your eyes roll.

“visceral,” getou says again, watching you move like a strange puppet at gojo’s command. it’s eerie; disjointed and uncanny. it’s perfect for what he’s thinking. “she’s visceral.”

needless to say, you get the role.

and begins your own form of horror, caught between these two, in strange sets and odd scenes.

intimate scenes and gross scenes and erotic scenes

scenes where getou gets close and murmurs to the two of you. it’s strangely embarrassing. he says filthy things to the two of you, to try and coax you to new emotions or moments

it’s unprofessional

it’s…hypnotic.

gojo is your constant partner. getou your ever-present voyeur.

in the movie, gojo has command over your character, but on set, getou commands both of you like his own puppets.

you lose yourself.

getou will be the one to find you