#videography🎥

[inprogresstoday]

Mentorship with Isa was great we covered audio and the different options for recording audio. We spoke about the importance of recording back up audio as well. We went over different microphones and how and when to use them. We look to see how her test run shots turn out next time we meet.

[diamondphotographyxo]

Erica Mena

[videocontentcreators]

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[geologyin-blog]

Natural Rainbow fluorite from Germany.

Its glassy, saturated colors are absolutely mesmerizing.

Videography 🎥 by Mark across

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[supernotnatural2005]

Sexual Encounters with Dean Winchester - Sex Tape

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Exploring new kinks with Dean.

Word Count: 3.7k

Warnings/tags: SMUT! (18+ONLY!), lots of dirty talk, swearing, fluff.

AN: Here is the 4th instalment in this smutty little series. Can I just say, I'm blown away by how much you guys are enjoying these! And appreciate all the love and feedback! 🥰 In this chapter, we have Dean putting his videography to the test 🎥.

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The Impala rumbled down the darkened road, the warm glow of the dashboard lights casting flickering shadows across your face.

The scent of smoke and dirt clung to your clothes from the hunt, but your mind was far from the salt-and-burn you and the boys had wrapped up an hour ago. Instead, it was locked onto what was waiting for you tonight—the promise of something new, something thrilling.

Dean had asked you a couple of nights ago, voice low and rough, if he could film you both. The memory of his suggestion alone sent a spark of heat through your body. You’d agreed without hesitation—more than that, you wanted it.

The idea of being captured on film, of watching yourselves after, of letting him have something he could look at whenever he wanted—it had your stomach tightening in anticipation.

You shifted in your seat, pressing your thighs together, eyes focused out the window, but you felt him watching you. A glance in the rearview mirror confirmed it—Dean’s gaze was locked on you, a slow, knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

When you finally pulled into the motel parking lot, Sam was the first out, stretching with a groan. “Man, I don’t know about you guys, but I could sleep for a week,” he muttered, rubbing at the back of his neck.

You and Dean half-heartedly agreed, though when you met his eyes over the roof of the Impala, the truth hung heavy between you. Sleep was the last thing on your minds.

“Night, Sammy,” you called as Sam made his way toward his room.

He gave you a tired smile. “’Night.” A second later, his door clicked shut behind him, leaving you and Dean alone in the still night air.

Dean popped the trunk, pulling out your duffle bags, and your gaze immediately flicked to his. The tension between you was tangible, stretching tight like a live wire, ready to spark.

You hesitated at the door to your shared room, looking up at him. “You got it?”

A slow grin spread across his face. “Oh, I got it.”

Dean reached into his duffle, pulling out a small bag from the electronics store he’d stopped at earlier in town. From inside, he revealed a sleek black camcorder, holding it up between you with a glint of excitement in his eyes.

You bit your lip, pulse kicking up a notch as you met his gaze.

“This is gonna be fun,” he murmured, voice deep and laced with something sinful.

You nodded, a matching grin forming. “Yeah, it is.”

The motel room door clicked shut behind you both, the air between you humming with anticipation.

“Shower first?” you asked, though the weight of his stare made you want to skip straight to the main event.

Dean exhaled through his nose, shaking his head like he was trying to keep himself in check. “Yeah. Separate, or we’re never gettin’ through it.”

A breathy laugh left your lips because you both knew he was right. Without another word, you turned on your heel, slipping into the bathroom before temptation could take over.

The scalding water did little to cool the heat thrumming in your veins. Your skin was already flushed, your body already aching in anticipation of what was to come.

Every thought was consumed by the way Dean had looked at you in the car, the knowing smirk he’d worn like he could already see you beneath him. You bit your lip, pressing your thighs together under the spray of the shower, knowing this wait—this delicious, torturous wait—would be worth it.

You waited until Dean finally stepped out from his own shower, steam curling around him as he ran a hand through his damp hair. His towel sat dangerously low on his hips, water droplets trailing over his bare chest.

Your breath caught at the sight.

Dean’s eyes found yours instantly, scanning over you with the kind of intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. The air between you tightened, stretched so taut you thought it might snap.

Slowly, you stepped toward him, your fingers reaching for him first, trailing along his arms, feeling the warmth of his skin. He stilled under your touch, watching you, waiting.

Then you kissed him.

Soft and slow at first, letting your lips press against his in a lingering, teasing motion. Dean exhaled sharply through his nose, his resolve slipping, and the second he deepened it, angling your head with his hand cupping your jaw, it turned into something else entirely hotter, heavier.

His lips moved with an urgency that made your knees weak, his tongue teasing along your bottom lip before slipping inside, tasting you, consuming you. A low groan rumbled in his chest as he pressed himself closer, the heat of his body searing against your own.

When you finally pulled away, breathless, heart pounding against your ribs, you whispered, “How do you want me?”

Dean’s pupils were blown, his chest rising and falling with deep, controlled breaths as he fought to hold onto the last threads of restraint. A slow, wicked smirk curved his lips.

“On the bed,” he murmured.

Your stomach tightened at his tone, at the dark, rasping command laced with pure desire. Holding his gaze, you reached for the knot of your towel, letting it unravel and fall in a soft heap at your feet.

Dean went completely still.

His eyes dragged over every newly exposed inch of you, his grip tightening at his sides like he was resisting the urge to reach for you immediately. The air left his lungs in a slow, unsteady exhale, and the dark hunger in his gaze made your skin flush under the weight of it.

You stepped onto the bed, kneeling at the centre, watching him as you bit your lip—especially as your gaze flickered down to the telltale tent beneath his towel.

Dean swore under his breath before pulling out the camcorder, his movements precise, practiced, though you could see the way his fingers twitched, betraying just how much he was holding back. He flicked it on, adjusting the settings for a moment before the red light blinked to life.

When he pointed it at you, his lips curled into a slow, anticipatory grin.

“You ready for me, sweetheart?” His voice was thick, dripping with sin.

You didn’t hesitate.

Your hands slid down your body, teasing over the curve of your waist, skimming your hips before trailing upward. You cupped your breasts, massaging them in slow, deliberate motions, your fingers grazing over your already-sensitive nipples.

Dean let out a sharp breath, the camera perfectly steady as he took you in through the lens.

“Fuck, look at you,” he muttered, voice tight.

Your own breath was uneven, chest rising and falling in shallow pants as you trailed one hand down, over the soft swell of your stomach, lower—your body already on fire from the intensity of his stare. Every inch of you was hypersensitive, the anticipation thrumming beneath your skin like a live wire.

Dean tilted his head slightly, the camcorder steady in his grip, but his free hand flexed at his side like he was aching to reach out and touch you himself. “Lie back for me, sweetheart,” he instructed, voice thick, dark with something utterly sinful. “Spread those pretty thighs—let me see all of you.”

Your pulse kicked up at his words, the low rasp of his voice sending a fresh wave of arousal through you. Still, you obeyed, shifting onto your back and letting your legs fall open, exposing every slick inch of yourself to him.

Dean exhaled sharply, his grip tightening on the camcorder. “Fuck, that’s it, baby,” he murmured, pure hunger bleeding into his tone. His gaze was locked onto the sight of your fingers teasing yourself open, dragging over the swollen, aching seam of your pussy.

“So goddamn pretty—look at you, already so wet for me.”

A soft whimper left your lips as you circled your clit, your touch featherlight, drawing out the sensation, building yourself up slowly. Your skin burned under his unrelenting stare, the hunger in his expression making you even more desperate, need coiling tight in your belly.

“Atta girl,” Dean praised, his voice like gravel, frayed at the edges. “That feel good, sweetheart?”

You nodded, barely able to breathe. “Yes—so good,” you gasped, arching slightly into your own touch.

Dean groaned low in his throat, palming himself over the towel, the shape of his thick cock straining beneath the fabric. “Keep goin’—get yourself nice and worked up for me.”

Your fingers moved lower, dipping between your folds, gathering the slick pooling there. Slowly, you traced the entrance of your tight, needy cunt, teasing yourself, drawing out the moment.

Dean let out a slow, unsteady breath. “Look at you, baby. Fuckin’ soaked” His tongue darted out, wetting his bottom lip. “C’mon, sweetheart—give me a finger.”

A whimper caught in your throat, but you did as he asked, pressing a single finger inside yourself, your walls clenching around the intrusion. Your breath hitched, your thighs twitching, your body already so sensitive from the torturous buildup of the night.

“Shit, that’s it,” Dean muttered, the camera capturing every second as your back arched slightly, your hips shifting to meet the slow thrusts of your own touch.

The sensation was electric, but it wasn’t enough. You needed more.

Dean must’ve seen it written all over your face, because he hummed, his eyes dark and gleaming. “Another one, baby. Stretch that pretty little pussy out for me.”

A shaky moan spilled from your lips as you obeyed, sliding a second finger in beside the first, your walls fluttering around the stretch. Your breath was coming in short, broken gasps now, your body trembling as you scissored your fingers, working yourself open just the way he wanted.

Dean swore under his breath, his control slipping, his free hand gripping his thigh like he was seconds away from abandoning the camera and pinning you to the bed himself.

“Goddamn, sweetheart. Look at you,” he rasped. “Gettin’ yourself all ready for me. Feels good, doesn’t it?”

You nodded desperately, your fingers moving faster, fucking yourself open as the coil in your belly tightened, pleasure building, cresting.

Dean licked his lips, his breathing uneven. “I wanna see you come, baby. C’mon—make a mess for me.”

That was all it took.

Your body locked up, your fingers plunging deep as the pressure inside you snapped, a cry ripping from your throat as pleasure crashed through you in waves. Your thighs trembled, your breath stuttering as your body pulsed and clenched around your own touch, your slick coating your fingers as your orgasm rolled through you.

Dean groaned at the sight, his own restraint hanging by a frayed thread. The camera was still trained on you, capturing every tremor, every soft gasp, every slick movement of your fingers as you slowly came down.

“Jesus fuck,” he muttered, voice wrecked. 

You grinned lazily, eyes hooded as you lifted your hand to your mouth, tongue slipping between your lips to taste yourself. Slowly, you sucked your fingers clean, never breaking eye contact, letting him watch every second of it. Dean swallowed hard, his jaw flexing as his grip on the camcorder tightened. His chest rose and fell in ragged breaths, his restraint stretched impossibly thin.

With slow, deliberate movements, you pushed yourself up, crawling toward him at the edge of the bed. His gaze tracked your every move, the camera following you as you stopped just before him, hands reaching for his towel.

Dean let out a low breath, watching you through the lens as you tugged the fabric away, letting it drop to the floor. Your lips parted slightly, eyes darkening as you took in the sight of him—thick, hard, and already leaking for you.

“Fuck, Dean,” you murmured, lashes fluttering as your fingers wrapped around him, your grip firm but reverent. You gave him a slow, teasing stroke, marvelling at the way he twitched in your grasp.

Dean cursed under his breath, his head tipping back for just a second before he focused on you again, the red light of the camcorder still glowing as he documented every movement of your hands.

“You’re perfect,” you whispered, your thumb swiping over the head, spreading his arousal before you leaned in, lips parting as you licked the bead of precum from the tip.

Dean’s groan was deep, guttural, his knuckles white as he gripped the camera. “Jesus, sweetheart…”

You took him into your mouth slowly, your tongue swirling over the sensitive head before sinking down further, taking him as deep as you could. His breath stuttered, his stomach clenching as you hollowed your cheeks, sucking him in slow, languid strokes. You moaned around him, letting him feel just how much you loved doing this, how much you enjoyed the weight of him on your tongue.

“Fuck—” His voice was strained, barely holding himself together as he filmed the way your lips stretched around him, the way your fingers gripped his thick length as you pumped what you couldn’t take. “Goddamn, baby, you’re so fuckin’ good at that.”

You hummed in response, sending vibrations straight through him, your hand stroking in time with the bob of your head. Dean’s abs tightened, his thighs tensing beneath your touch. His moans were low, rough, and he was breathing heavy, the camera shaking slightly in his grip.

But then—he suddenly pulled back.

A sharp gasp left you as he slipped from your mouth, your lips glossy with spit, eyes hazy with lust as you looked up at him.

“Shit, baby,” he panted, setting the camcorder down for the first time. “I was gonna lose it if you kept that up.”

Before you could respond, his lips were on yours—hot, desperate, tasting himself on your tongue. His hands were rough as they gripped your hips, pulling you flush against him, his cock pressing hard against your stomach. He kissed you deep, teeth grazing your bottom lip, swallowing the needy moan that escaped you.

He broke away for you to both catch your breath, before he reached for the camcorder again. He then walked over to the nightstand as you lay back on the sheets, adjusting the angle and flipping the screen so you could both just about see yourselves reflected in the tiny frame. His lips curled into a wicked smirk as he turned back to you.

“Gotta make sure we get all the good stuff,” he murmured before he climbed up onto the bed and crawled up your body.

Dean trailed kisses down your jaw, your throat, his lips hot and reverent against your flushed skin. His hands roamed, sliding over every curve, every dip, like he was committing you to memory. The camera caught it all—the way he worshiped your body, the way your back arched when his mouth found your breasts, his tongue circling a hardened peak before sucking it into his mouth.

He worked his way lower, taking his time, until he was between your legs, spreading you open with firm hands. His breath was hot against your soaked core, his gaze flicking up to meet yours, hooded and ravenous.

“You ready for me, baby?” His voice was pure sin, his breath teasing over your sensitive, swollen clit.

You could only whimper in response, your fingers tangling in the sheets as you nodded desperately.

Dean grinned before diving in, his tongue flattening against you, licking a long, slow stripe up your slit before focusing on your clit, swirling and sucking until your thighs were shaking around his head. Your moans filled the room, the camera recording every sound, every tremor as he devoured you like a man starved.

Your fingers wove into his hair, tugging him closer as your body wound tight again, the pleasure mounting impossibly fast. He groaned against you, the vibrations sending shockwaves through your core.

“Dean—” your voice broke on a cry, your body writhing beneath him, teetering on the edge.

“Come for me, sweetheart,” he murmured, voice rough, before sucking your clit deep into his mouth.

Your orgasm tore through you, your body tensing, back arching as pleasure crashed over you in waves. Dean didn’t let up, licking you through it, coaxing out every last pulse, every last tremor, until you were breathless and boneless beneath him.

Then—he was crawling up your body, settling between your legs, his cock heavy against your slick folds. His lips met yours again, slow and deep, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

“Gonna fuck you so good, baby,” Dean murmured, his breath warm against your lips, his voice dripping with promise. His words sent a shiver down your spine, your body already wound tight with anticipation.

You hummed in response, your fingers digging into his shoulders as he lined himself up, the thick head of his cock teasing your entrance. Your nails bit into his skin as he pushed forward, a slow, fluid thrust that had both of you gasping as he filled you inch by inch.

“Jesus,” he groaned, head tipping forward as he sank fully inside you, stretching you perfectly. “So tight—so damn wet for me.”

Your arms looped around his neck, your lips brushing over his jaw as you let out a breathy moan. “Only for you, Dean.”

A low, wrecked sound left his throat as he pulled back, then drove into you again, deep and slow, every roll of his hips deliberate, controlled. It was torture in the best way, each thrust sending ripples of pleasure through you, igniting every nerve in your body.

The camcorder whirred softly, capturing everything—the way your fingers tangled in his hair, the way his jaw clenched as your pussy fluttered around him, squeezing him. The way your bodies moved together like they were made for this.

Dean’s lips found your throat, open-mouthed kisses trailing down to your collarbone as he picked up the pace, his grip on your thighs tightening. “You feel so damn good wrapped around me,” he rasped, his words sending a fresh wave of heat straight to your core.

You whimpered, legs trembling as he angled his hips just right, his cock hitting that spot that made you see stars. “Dean—”

But before you could say more, he growled against your skin and flipped you onto your knees, pulling you onto all fours. A sharp, teasing smack landed against your ass, making you jolt, a breathless gasp spilling from your lips.

“That’s it, baby,” he praised, kneading the reddened skin before gripping your hips. “Look at you—so perfect like this,”

Then he drove into you again, harder this time, deeper. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room, mingling with your cries as he fucked you relentlessly, his hands gripping you like he’d never let go.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his fingers trailing down, finding your clit and circling it with purpose. “You gonna come for me again? Gonna let me feel you squeeze me, sweetheart?”

Your body was on fire, the pleasure coiling tight, ready to snap. “Dean, please—”

“Let go for me, sweetheart” he urged, his voice raw, wrecked with need. His name tumbled from your lips like a prayer as you shattered around him, your walls clenching down, milking him for everything he had.

But he wasn’t done.

Before you could catch your breath, Dean pulled you upright, your back flush against his broad chest. His hands roamed over your heated skin, possessive, greedy, as if he couldn’t get enough. His lips ghosted over your shoulder, his breath hot and ragged as he rolled his hips, pushing into you with a slow, lazy thrust.

“I want you to ride me, sweetheart,” he murmured against your neck, his voice dripping with hunger. One large hand framed your jaw, tilting your head back so he could kiss you deep and dirty, stealing what little breath you had left.

You smirked against his lips, teasing him with the slow grind of your hips before pulling away. The loss of him sent a shudder through you, your body already aching for more, but you didn’t leave him waiting long.

As Dean fell back against the pillows, his darkened gaze locked onto you, his hands settling on your thighs, ready for you.

Your fingertips traced over his chest, feeling the rapid thrum of his heartbeat as you sank down onto him again, gasping at the new angle, the way he filled you so perfectly.

A low, broken groan ripped from his throat, his head tipping back, eyes squeezing shut as you set a slow, torturous rhythm.

“Goddamn,” he gritted out, his fingers digging into your hips, guiding your movements. “You look so fucking good like this—so beautiful.”

His words sent a fresh wave of heat straight to your core, making you move faster, chasing that high again. Your body trembled, teetering on the edge of oversensitivity, but pleasure built relentlessly, pushing you closer with each roll of your hips. And the way he twitched inside you told you he wasn’t far behind.

Dean’s hands roamed your body, trailing up to cup your breasts, his thumbs flicking over your hardened nipples as his jaw clenched. “Can you come for me again, baby?” he rasped, desperation thick in his voice. “Need to feel you.”

You nodded, breathless, your body tightening, spiralling higher, ready to snap.

Dean’s arms wrapped around your back, pulling you down to his chest as he met your movements, thrusting up into you, his rhythm becoming erratic, his voice a gravelly command. “Come with me, baby—fuck.”

With one final, brutal snap of his hips, you shattered, pleasure crashing through you like a tidal wave. Your walls pulsed around him, pulling him over the edge with you. A guttural groan tore from his throat as he spilled inside you, his grip on you unrelenting, holding you tight as you both trembled through the aftershocks.

For a long moment, the only sound in the room was your mingled breathing, the occasional lazy brush of lips against sweat-slicked skin.

Finally, Dean let out a breathless chuckle, his fingers tracing lazy circles along your back. “Damn. Can’t wait to watch that back.”

A smirk tugged at your lips as you lifted your head, meeting his gaze. “Think we’ll actually make it through the whole thing?”

Dean grinned, tilting your chin up for another slow, lingering kiss. “Probably not,” he murmured against your lips, his voice thick with amusement. “But I like a challenge.”

AN: I hope you guys enjoyed this instalment! It was an idea that stuck and I hope I executed well 😅. I am considering a part 2 for this chapter, maybe Dean and the reader watching the tape back and reacting to it? 🤔 Let me know if you'd like to see that 👀 Also thank you for reading ❤️

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🎥 • frames_by_claudio: Growing and achieving my art, Let me help your content Photography and videography. eeevisuals.com (2.7.24)

[This is the final result of the project Ryan was filming before Season 7. His scenes have already been posted, and there aren't any new ones, but I wanted to post the full video anyway for the sake of documentation.)

[desifuture]

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[twotimesphotographyuk]

For those who don’t know, i started out in summer 2019 with expertise in photography, videography, editing, and drone footage 📸🎥. I mainly have experience in combat sports but also done portraits, property, products, and events. My preferred style of shooting is candid (being a fly on the wall 🪰) If you have any content creation needs in 2025, be sure to drop me a message and share my page with anyone who might need my services. Please check out our website for portfolio and also our social media for up to date content https://www.twotimesphotography.co.uk/ ✌🏽📷

[crypticcomichouse]

Oh dear! 😅

I'm late to introducing myself. Hello everyone 👋🏾 I'm Cryptoid Comics an artist/illustrator from South Africa.

I'm in love with art(of all kinds) and comic art and storytelling are what I want to do till I one day cannot.

Though I'm an art enthusiast I also have an appreciation for ALL types of art. A few favourites would be:

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As a result you'll find I make a lot(like A LOT) of commentary on all art that you beautiful people leave on this platform. Commenting is my way of appreciating so I'm not too shy to make a full appreciation post.

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Ok that was a mouthful but heyy now you know a lil more about me, speaking of which I know nothing about you!! 😨

[aerialworksolutions]

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[inprogresstoday]

I had the opportunity to meet with Nue Chee as we started our mentorship intro to video. We are covering basics with camera functions and lenses and talking about frame rates. Nue Chee is a new artist to In Progress so please help me welcome her to the family.

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Muslim Wedding Photography Birmingham – Capturing Every Sacred Moment with Elegance

Your wedding day is one of the most significant milestones in life—filled with emotions, traditions, and memories that deserve to be captured with authenticity and heart. At Afaq Photo Gallery, we specialize in Muslim Wedding Photography in Birmingham, offering professional services that preserve the beauty of your big day with style and cultural sensitivity.

With years of experience in covering Muslim and South Asian weddings across the UK, we understand the unique nuances of Islamic ceremonies and the emotional essence they carry. From the sacred Nikah to the joyous Walima, our goal is to immortalize your story through compelling, vibrant, and heartfelt imagery.

Why Choose Afaq Photo Gallery?

Choosing the right photographer is about more than just pictures—it’s about trust, comfort, and capturing genuine moments. At Afaq Photo Gallery, we bring more than just cameras; we bring passion, professionalism, and a deep understanding of Muslim wedding traditions.

Here's what sets us apart:

📸 Experienced Muslim Wedding Specialist

🕌 Culturally Respectful Approach

💞 Storytelling Style Photography

🎥 Photo + Videography Packages

🌆 Familiarity with Top Venues in Birmingham

Our style blends documentary photography with modern aesthetics, creating timeless albums that reflect the soul of your celebration.

Understanding Muslim Weddings

Muslim weddings are rich with tradition, emotion, and spiritual depth. Each ceremony—from the Mehndi night and Nikah to the Walima and Rukhsati—holds its own charm. Our team at Afaq Photo Gallery ensures every moment is documented respectfully, whether it's the subtle tears during a father-daughter moment or the vibrant colors of a bridal entry.

We’re well-versed in the traditions of:

🇵🇰 Pakistani Weddings

🇧🇩 Bangladeshi Weddings

🇮🇳 Indian Muslim Weddings

🤝 Interfaith & Multicultural Ceremonies

Whether your celebration is grand or intimate, we tailor our services to meet your vision and cultural needs.

Our Photography & Videography Services

We offer a full range of photography services that go beyond just capturing images. Our focus is on documenting the experience.

✨ Pre-Wedding Shoots Celebrate your love story with an elegant pre-wedding shoot at scenic locations across Birmingham.

📷 Full-Day Wedding Coverage From bridal prep to final farewells, we’re there to capture it all—candid, posed, and everything in between.

🎞️ High-Quality Videography Experience your wedding day again through cinematic video highlights and full-length wedding films.

📚 Beautiful Albums & Digital Galleries Relive your memories through high-resolution digital albums and custom-designed printed photo books.

Why Birmingham Couples Trust Us

With so many stunning wedding venues in Birmingham—like The Grand Station, The Regency Banqueting Suite, and Aston Hall—we’ve had the privilege of capturing love stories in diverse settings.

Here’s what couples say:

💬 “Afaq Photo Gallery truly understood the cultural and emotional essence of our wedding. Every shot was magical.”

💬 “The team was professional, warm, and blended seamlessly into our day. The photos exceeded our expectations.”

💬 “Our Nikah and Walima moments were captured beautifully. They really made us feel comfortable and seen.”

Book Your Muslim Wedding Photographer in Birmingham Today

Planning your big day? Let us take one thing off your list. Afaq Photo Gallery is your go-to for Muslim wedding photography in Birmingham, offering tailored packages, flexible scheduling, and an experienced hand to capture your most meaningful day.

Whether it’s your Mehndi, Nikah, or reception, we’re committed to delivering imagery that you and your family will cherish forever.

📞 Contact: +44 (0) 7586504225 🌐 Website: https://afaqs.co.uk

Afaq Photo Gallery – Where Love Meets Lens Authentic. Elegant. Emotionally Real. Your memories deserve nothing less.

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✨ Moon Light Studio | Film & Photography ✨ 📍 Karachi

Looking for professional photographers and videographers to capture your cherished moments? Moon Light Studio brings creativity, precision, and passion to life through stunning visuals.

🎥 Our Services Include:

Male & Female Photographers starting at 5k Rs

Male & Female Videographers with teaser & promo starting at 9k Rs

Full Coverage: HD & 4K Videography, Teasers, Promos 🎞️

💡 Specializing In: 📸 Portrait, Wedding, Event & Product Photography 🎬 Creative Content Production

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Visit our website: Moon Light Studio

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Top Wedding Photographers in Bhubaneswar – FromCamera Photography and Films

When it comes to capturing the most cherished moments of your big day, choosing the top wedding photographers in Bhubaneswar is more than just a decision — it’s an investment in memories. At FromCamera Photography and Films, we specialize in turning every wedding into a timeless story filled with emotion, elegance, and artistic finesse.

📸 Why Choose FromCamera as Your Wedding Photographer?

FromCamera Photography and Films is not just a photography brand — it’s a creative vision built on storytelling, quality, and experience. Our team of passionate professionals is known for being among the top wedding photographers in Bhubaneswar, offering a perfect blend of candid, cinematic, and traditional styles.

Whether it’s a grand destination wedding or an intimate home ceremony, we ensure every smile, tear, and ritual is captured with soul and style.

top wedding photographers in Bhubaneswar 💍 What Makes Us Stand Out?

Cinematic Storytelling: We don’t just click photos; we tell stories. Your love story deserves to be told in the most artistic way.

Candid Moments: Natural, unscripted, and raw emotions — that’s our specialty.

High-End Equipment: From drones to gimbals, we use the latest tools to deliver premium visuals.

On-Time Delivery: Professional commitment with zero compromise on deadlines.

Personalized Packages: Custom-tailored wedding photography packages to suit every couple’s needs and budget.

🎥 Services We Offer

Pre-wedding & Post-wedding Shoots

Candid & Traditional Wedding Photography

Cinematic Wedding Films

Drone Videography

Couple Portraits & Family Coverage

Social Media Reels & Teasers

📍 Serving Bhubaneswar & Beyond

From temples to resorts, palaces to beaches — we’ve captured love stories all over Odisha. Our deep local knowledge combined with world-class creativity makes us one of the top wedding photographers in Bhubaneswar and a trusted name for hundreds of couples.

💬 Hear From Happy Couples

“FromCamera made our wedding look like a fairytale! The team was professional, friendly, and captured every magical moment perfectly.” – Asish & Ipsita

“Truly one of the top wedding photographers in Bhubaneswar. They delivered exactly what we dreamt of — and more!” – Ritu & Manoj

📞 Book Your Dream Wedding Shoot Today! Ready to make your wedding unforgettable? Contact FromCamera Photography and Films — the name trusted by couples across Odisha. Let’s capture your love story, frame by frame.

📞 Contact Us: +91 97770 15252

📧 Mail ID: info.fromcamera@gmail.com