#Third Eye photoshot

[tina-aumont]

Beautiful shot of Tina taken by Aldo Liverani in Spring 1968 while she was filming L'Alibi, Italian film released in 1969.

Very special thanks to @signorinaclaudiacardinale for editing this photo and sharing it 💚

[giantmuschroom]

The little mermaid

So to celebrate Astro’s new comeback here is my new piece. I got the idea from their photoshot on the boat...Rich boys ™ am i right? 

Enjoy it and let me know :) 

Many thanks @prettywordsyouleft​ for beta reading

Jinjin x mermaid!reader

Park Jinwoo had it all. The money, the power, the look, the friends. And you. You were his treasure, the secret of his success.  

“You have your last wish, Park, choose wisely,” you  smiled at him. He looked at you with a serious face.  

“Are you so eager to leave?” he asked.  

You looked at him surprised. He sounded so...sad. If you had to be honest, you were sad. It was his last wish and after that you will never see him again.  

 Three months earlier 

He met you on one of his trips to sea. First he didn’t believe his eyes, when the boat collided with a green mass of fisherman net and in the center there were you. All gold and exhausted. 

 “Well, will you just stare at me or help me?” you asked the surprised member of the human race. You couldn’t believe your luck. Or in this case your lack of it. So when his boat ran into you, you accepted your fate. Now it was his turn.  

He helped you, cut the ropes and assisted you onto the boat. Upon touching the dry surface your gold tail vanished and you had a nice pair of legs.  

“Can I borrow a shirt?” you asked. He was still looking at you with wide eyes.  

“Oh, yes..wait..here,” he mumbled and you watched how his cheeks reddened. You took your time to observe the boat. It was nice, expensive, so he would not ask for money. And he was handsome enough so love was off the list too. But humans were predictable and you were rarely surprised. He came back and handed you a white shirt.  

“So, what are you exactly?” he asked. 

 “I'm a mermaid, if you didn’t get that from the tail. And since you saved my life I will grant you three wishes. And no, you can’t wish for more wishes,” you said. 

 Hundred years ago, you had this eloquent speech, but you were too tired today.  

“Three wishes?” 

 “Yes, only three. So choose wisely, human,” you confirmed. 

 “My name is Jinwoo,” he introduced himself. 

 ”Yeah, yeah, human. So what are your wishes?” you asked, not wanting to spend any minute longer in this world.  

“I don’t know yet. I guess you have to wait a little,” he smiled at your horrified expression.  

It took him a week.  

“I know what to wish for,” he announced.  

“Really? You are ready? Hit it, human!” you said excitedly jumping on the sofa. 

 “I want a hundred years of prosperity for my company,” he said.  

“So, money? I’m not surprised,” you said, ready to snap your fingers.  

“No, not really,” he said and you stopped.  

“I wish for overall success, yes money is a big part of it, but it’s not everything. I want my employees to be happy, I want more procurement, I want them to have a comfortable job,” he said. 

 “Why the 100 years?” you asked.  

“Oh I figured that their families should be really secure by then,” he smiled. You quietly studied him.  

“Well then. Your wish is my command,” you said and snapped your fingers.  

“And the second now?” you asked. He shrugged. 

 “I don’t have a second or third yet,” he said. 

 “Human! You starting to get on my nerves,” you growled.  

“Oh, be patient. I don’t want to waste my wishes,” he said calmly. 

 “Why can’t you be like the others? Wish for money, love, fame and let me go!” you shouted angrily.  

“I have money, and want real love, not a conjured one and as for fame? No thank you,” he said and you pouted.  

So you spend one month in his household. Getting to know him a little. You knew he liked to sing, even if it sounded bad. You knew he liked his closest friends, the six guys did a lot together. You knew he was kind, always ready to smile and ready to entertain you. He was CEO of a big company, but knew everyone who worked for him. He liked to cook for himself and it wasn’t bad. And you started to like his company and even missed him a little when he worked.  

 When you first got into the human world you were amazed. The inventions, the humans itself, they were fascinating, so eager so hungry for knowledge. But hunger for knowledge turned into hunger for power and power breeds greed. So the second time in your “fish out of water state” you offered the money, love, fame trio and the human took it. Released, you and never looked back. Since then you were so careful. But the stupid net! You heard laughter from the living room and snapped back.   

“Y/N, come back to us,” they shouted. You ran fingers through your hair and stepped in the room.  

“Why are we here?” You asked and looked around. The scenery was beautiful. The lake had crystal clear water (and you loved your water), big meadows full of flowers next to it. Birds chirped and you even heard bees buzzing. It was so peaceful.  

“Here I will tell you my second wish,” he said. You tilted your head a little. 

 “You want to build a hotel here, right?” you said in a disappointed voice.  

“No I don’t,” he smiled a little, “why are you still expecting the worst from me?”  

“You are human. Your kind is greedy. Always looking at the next beautiful thing to destroy and make money off it. Just like here,” you said.  

“And that's  where you are wrong. I wasn’t even thinking of it. Why should I? This beautiful scenery is for everyone to enjoy. And for your information I already own the land. So no hotel,” he said and you were taken aback.  

“What is your wish then?” you quickly changed the subject, because you were embarrassed. Deep down you wanted to think the worst of him. Because if you would feel the opposite... 

”I wish for a picnic basket full of mine and your favourite food and drinks with a nice checkered blanket right here,” he said. 

"Picnic. We came here to have a picnic?” You were so confused.  

“Yes, Goldfish. Now do your job,” he laughed. So you did indeed snap your fingers and he helped the confused you sit down on the blanket and began unpack the food from the basket. 

 “Your favourite food is sardines?” he asked. You still stared at him.  

“Well you got my favourite right,” he picked up cheesy pizza.  

“Oh, look, we have wine! So this is for me..or you?” he finally looked at you.  

“What?” 

 “You...you just wasted your wish for a picnic,” you said horrified.  

“Not any picnic. A picnic with you!”  

The present 

The atmosphere in the house was weird as the cursed last wish was upon you.  

“Jinwoo..I..,” you started and he looked at you.  

“What?” 

“I...nevermind,” you chickened out. You weren't sure what you even wanted to say. 

 “Y/N?”  

“Yes?” you looked at him hopefully.  

“Y/N, I just ….,” he trailed off. So yeah...that was your daily conversation. 

 “Just say your last wish, Park,” you said defeated one morning. Suddenly there he was, his arms around your waist, forehead to forehead.  

“I love you. And I wish, you would stay here with me,” he said and you gasped, partly because of how tight the hug was. 

”Why aren’t you snapping your fingers, Goldfish?” he asked confused.  

“I can’t compile an already fulfilled wish,” you smiled.  

“What do you mean?”  

“That means I love you too, Jinwoo. You have to wish for something else,” you grinned happily at his expression.  

“So..how are you feeling about fireworks?”

[yandereshit]

Can I have a headcanon with v x reader were she uses his camera in secret and he finds out and she gets scared that he will get mad at her for using his camera without permission. Her pictures are really good almost as good as V.

Jihyun Kim x Reader: a photoshot.

I took like half of a year to get this done, but I HAVE.

Takes place in better times, after V’s surgery so it’s ALL PROPER AND HEALTHY I GUESS? IT SOMETIMES HAPPENS THAT V IS NOT BEING THE VICTIM? LIKE HE’S NORMAL? HOW??

…Anyway, hope u enjoy ewe;;;;

Photography was an art like no other. After all these years, you came to this conclusion, realizing that it was something nothing else could be compared to. 

It was a peculiar conclusion, for sure. Whenever you tried to persuade your point of view, you’d be met with an awkward silence, because of how photography has been mistreated by almost everyone you knew.

You could understand their reasoning; it seemed as though photography wasn’t even a kind of art. You’re not producing something new, the reasoning would be. You’re only standing there, taking photos. Everyone can take photos. With their phones even. 

But that was what made it so special.

Photography was difficult, because it was difficult to make it interesting; to make it clear that it’s not just a random shot, but a well-considered act, lasting less than a second, yet not incidental.

Having that deep in your mind, you’d wait patiently with the camera in your hands, as the sight around you changed. The light changed, the people passed by. You didn’t oversee the bird flying through the sky above the train station in front of you. The wind hit your hair the very moment a train appeared, barely meters from you, barely slowing down on the station it wasn’t going to stop on. 

Three shots. You knew what you wanted to achieve. 

The train passed by and you lowered the camera, curiously opening the file to see the result.

One of the pictures was exactly what you expected, and you felt amazingly proud of it. The light was perfect. The second was taken in the right moment, but your hand shook ever so slightly, making the picture blur a little. It looked weirdly appealing with this dose of randomness. You took the third a few moments too late, and the train was already gone. Shame. But the others still were something you could be proud of.

You wondered if the camera’s owner also had problems with catching the objects as he wished. Then you came to a conclusion that even in ten, twenty years, such a matter wouldn’t change. Nothing would be perfect.

Photography was difficult. 

You stared at the first photo for some time, smiling softly at how well it turned out. Then the second, wondering how come it still looked nice even though you made such mistake. 

You sighed, glancing at the watch on your wrist. You had to go back home.

You pressed your lips together, glancing at the camera. Without a second thought, you deleted all the photos you took this day. No one would know you took them. They’d just disappear.

You carefully put the camera in the special bag and hung the strap around your neck. Turning around, you left the train station behind, going towards the small, rented apartment you were living in.

The two of you: you, and your husband.

The apartment was cozy, placed nearby an art gallery you’d often visit. You didn’t doubt your husband would afford buying it without a trouble, but you considered moving places often so it wouldn’t really make a sense to spend that much money on it.

Today, you were living in Seul. Tomorrow, you may be living in Tokyo. The borders were no restrain.  

You sighed deeply, opening the door. 

“MC? Good you’re here. Did you see my came-“

The blue-haired man went out from your shared bedroom, and stopped in his tracks spotting you by the door, with the camera bag on your arm, impossible to hide at this point. 

You gulped, feeling your heart stop for a second. 

“Oh, you… took it” he said slowly, frowning for a brief moment. But you didn’t reply, feeling yourself shake slightly with nervousness. 

You shouldn’t have done that. You shouldn’t have taken his thing without his permission. And now he noticed that in the worst moment possible, because due to your recklessness, he wasn’t able to use the camera when he needed to.

“MC? Are you okay?”

He approached you and placed hands on your shoulders, shaking gently to tear you out from the daze.

“Hey, is everything alright?” 

You looked up at him, completely taken aback.

“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have…”

“Huh?” He blinked. “Did you think I’d be mad?” he guessed. You extended your hand, wanting to give back his camera as soon as possible. He carefully took it and placed on the drawer right by the door. 

“You should be…”

“But why?” He smiled softly. “Every single thing I’ve got, belongs to you as well. We’re married, remember?” 

His soft voice made you close your eyes and sigh.

“I still should have told you, I just… didn’t… uh…”

“…didn’t want me to know?”

You grumbled lowly and he cupped your face in his hands, making you look at him just as his own eyes never left your face. His face was bright, ridden off worry, as if what happened, didn’t bother him in the slightest.

“It’s not that weird, really” he chuckled. “Artists often don’t want to share their art, for various reasons. I used to hide my own too.”

“It’s different though-”

“No, it’s not.” He grasped your hand and took the camera, leading you towards your shared bedroom. “Let’s get a closer look…”

“There’s no photos on it” you admitted and he blinked, glancing at the device. 

“Is that so…”

“I deleted them” you said, pressing your lips together nervously.He couldn’t help a chuckle escaping his throat. 

“You don’t have any?”

You looked away, a bit unwilling to actually answer. But at this point, it’s not like you had a choice. Would being dishonest even save you? You didn’t want to lie to him.

“I… do have a few” you admitted. Once ago, when he was absent for a few days, you actually had some time to put them on your pendrive. You never looked at them again, though. And it was a while ago… You didn’t really remember how they looked like, but you were more than sure your husband wouldn’t really like them, with the professional view he had. You were scared of what he’d say – scared that he’d force himself to be nice, while the works would be far from good.

“Hmm, that face tells me something” he smiled softly, not really bothered with the uneasiness you showed. He was warm and understanding, pulling you slowly and gently further and further, so you could share with him how you felt.

“You don’t have to show them to me, if you don’t want to… How about we take more instead?”

Your face flushed.

“I-I mean, I’m afraid that-”

“That they won’t be as good as mine?”

You nodded. Of course they wouldn’t be as good as his. Even if you had a few pictures that looked good in your opinion, you knew that if you were to take photos in front of him, your hands would shake. 

It’s not that you were just shy. You were… ashamed.

You were just an amateur. You may have liked your own works, but it was nothing in comparison to what he was doing. He was… a professional. 

Even though – just as you – all he learned, he did on his own.

Then what was the difference?

You didn’t really know. But it just felt as if there was one – a suffocating difference between your skills. 

“What… should I do?” you asked.

Jihyun gently took out the camera and put it in your hands, turning it on in one smooth motion.

“Is there anything you’d like to take a photo of now?”

You bit on your lip, realizing that the answer came to you right away. You knew what you wanted to take a photo of, it’s been a while since you had this idea, but you obviously never had a chance.

“You.”

A soft smiled brightened up the man’s features. 

“What should I do?” he asked, tilting his head to the side curiously.You nodded slowly to yourself, thinking for a good few seconds.

In fact, you were aware that your husband had a thing for lighting. His photos were recognizable, because every single one was different because of various angles and intensity of lights. Your photos were different, but they also contained something you were quite fond of: movement.

“Uh, I’d like you to go there” you announced calmly, pointing at the spot a few meters away, by the window. You were in the living room, the place was well-lightened and pretty in its beige aesthetic. 

The man nodded, turning around and going in the specified direction. But not even two seconds passed since he moved, when the familiar sound of the camera echoed behind his back and he stopped in his tracks, turning his head to face you.

The look on his face was so priceless you instantly took the second photo, this one purely for fun. You couldn’t help but laugh a little, and Jihyun was quick to return the smile.

“That’s it?”

You nodded.

“Who’d think you’d trick me like this. You could have given me some time to prepare” he said with a smile, returning to your side. 

“Well, I didn’t really trick you. I told you I need you to go there, not to be there” you noticed.

Peeking over your shoulder, the man glanced at the camera screen, now featuring the floor at which the camera was directed.

“Want to show me?”

You bit on your lip. You weren’t sure how the photo turned out, nor if it was even remotely close to what you wanted to achieve. With slightly shaky hands, you opened the gallery of saved pictures and opened the one you took just now.

It was a pleasant surprise. You could tell it was, this time, exactly what you wanted to do. The beige background on the room and the light peeking in through the curtains. The man’s figure was the only blurry thing in the whole picture, and his blue hair stood out even more than you expected, the only cold color in the whole photograph. His back was to you as he stepped forward. The picture looked like it contained the motion you wanted to catch, and it looked magical to you.

Jihyun tilted his head to the side and you shyly raised your eyes to meet his face. His own eyes seemed to sparkle.

“I see…” he said slowly, nodding his head. His eyes swallowed every square millimeter of the screen.

“I-is it bad?” you asked, feeling the nervousness you almost forgot appear again.Jihyun only smiled widely.

“Is that what you wanted to make?” You nodded hesitantly. “Then it couldn’t be any better.” 

Your heart thumped at the compliment and you exhaled in relief.

“You sure you don’t want to show me some others?”

The question didn’t scare you out anymore. This time, you agreed.

Please, reblog if you enjoyed! You can find more on my masterlist! It’d be great if you also considered buying me a ko-fi!

[sugarjaee]

you are so pretty!!! my eyes have been blessed thx 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 and I loooove your whole look in the third picture ugh yesssss

🥺🥺🥺

hehehehe i had like three looks that day lolol (i may have been doing a full photoshot w myself sksjsks) but i’ll seem too self-centred if i posted them all oof

[tina-aumont]

I want to give a BIG THANK YOU to sweet Andrea Montez for sharing all these pictures of Tina with me and for identifying the photographer.

As there will be lots of photos from this session, I've added a new tag (and soon I'll add it at photoshots page):

1968 Aldo Liverani: In this new tag you will find all the photos he took of Tina while she was filming Partner and L'Alibi. Maybe some photos of Tina while filming Partner are taken by him, so more information will be added. It's always great to find the photographer behind beautiful and iconic shots!

Third Eye photoshot: Following this tag you'll find all the wonderful photos (more to come, I'll hope) of Tina with the beautiful blue eyes painted in her hands and forehead. I wonder who painted these eyes, herself? the photographer? a make-up artist? I hope we will know one day!!

Eleni ^^

Wonderful, powerful and magical photo of Tina Aumont taken in 1968 by Aldo Liverani.

Posted at 🌹Vintage Actress🌹 instragram by Andrea Montez. Please if you use it, credit her, thank you very much! 💜

[tina-aumont]

Beautiful portrait of Tina Aumont taken in Spring 1968 by Aldo Liverani while she was filming L'Alibi.

Shared by the beautiful Andrea Montez (@thediaryofshanajeanne

@misscarolinemunro & @eternalnormajeane )

Thank you very much sweetie!! ^^

[tina-aumont]

Beautiful Tina Aumont pictured in 1968 by Aldo Liverani.

🌟Muchas gracias Andrea por esta foto tan bonita!🌟

[tina-aumont]

Beautiful Tina close-up taken by Aldo Liverani in spring 1968 while she was filming Partner.

Posted at Andrea's Instagram JeanneDamonte💋Thank you very much for sharing!! :D

[tina-aumont]

Beautiful Tina portraits from 1968 taken by Aldo Liverani.

From Listal.

[tina-aumont]

Tina Aumont pictured in 1968 by Aldo Liverani.

Que bonita era Tina 😍💜

🌟Muchas gracias Andrea!!!🌟

Yes, we always write in English here to make this site more international, but both of us speak Spanish when nobody else is around, and now I felt I had to thank Andrea in her mother tongue language  😉

Eleni

[tina-aumont]

Beautiful close up! 

Tina pictured in 1968 by Aldo Liverani.

Photocolor by me. 😊

🌟WOW Andrea, you did an amazing job, thanks for this!! 💜 🌟

[tina-aumont]

Tina playing by a tree in 1968. Photo by Aldo Liverani.

🌟Thank you SM Andrea🌟

[tina-aumont]

Beautiful Tina pictured in 1968 by Aldo Liverani.

I just love Tina’s smile 💜

🌟Thank you very much Andrea 💜 🌟

[tina-aumont]

Beautiful Tina pictured in 1968 by Aldo Liverani.

💜💜💜

🌟Thank you SM Andrea🌟

[tina-aumont]

Wonderful, powerful and magical photo of Tina Aumont taken in 1968 by Aldo Liverani.

Posted at 🌹Vintage Actress🌹 instragram by Andrea Montez. Please if you use it, credit her, thank you very much! 💜