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velvet4510 · 25 days

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Note: this list references the 1961 version of West Side Story and the 1954 version of A Star Is Born.

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yesterdaysprint · 2 months

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St. Louis Globe-Democrat, Missouri, March 6, 1931

#1930s #history #movies #newspapers #technicolor

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zegalba · 7 months

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Devon Aoki in "Technicolor" for Numero (1999) Photography: Paolo Roversi

#numero #numero magazine #devon aoki #photography #paolo roversi #editorial #makeup #beauty #technicolor #1999

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gimmethatagustd · 4 months

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technicolor | pjm

Love is one hell of a drug. Bottled and sold on the black market, it isn't for the faint-hearted. You're not really interested in trying it until you meet Jimin.

○ Pairing: Jimin x f!Reader

○ Rating: Explicit/18+

○ Genre: Strangers to lovers, dystopian, angst (?), smut

○ 3 / 100 Drabble Challenge (Dystopian)

○ Word Count: 992

○ Warnings: Implied drug usage (syringes), unprotected vaginal sex, bathroom sex, sex while under the influence (of love jhsdkfsj)

○ Notes: I tried so hard to keep this at a normal drabble word count jhkdfs

○ Post Date: January 11, 2024

○ Masterlist | Send me ur thots

○ What was Jai listening to? Serendipity - BTS

“Have you ever been in love?” Jimin leans into you so he doesn’t have to yell over the music. He smells like sweat and the remnants of cologne, a musky kind that’s likely expensive.

You shake your head. Of course not. No one has.

“I could love you.”

Jimin’s face glows blue from the strobe lights, then lights up with streaks of pink and gold that cut across his face like lightning. There’s silver glitter smeared under his eyes, and his teeth sparkle when he bites the tip of his tongue with some twisted form of a knowing smile.

He’s pretty, a technicolor dream sticking out like a beacon amongst a sea of gray bodies grinding to the DJ’s electronic music. You’ve never met someone who looks like him; you've only seen people so colorful and bright on television. No one in real life seeks out passion. No one in real life looks so alive. You don’t even feel it, though sometimes you think there’s something inside of you that yearns to, like a ghost of a reminder that humans’ bodies once evolved to do more than just want.

They tell you that life is about fulfilling needs: hunger, thirst, and the drive for success. There is no such thing as pleasure.

Yet here is this stranger promising love where he sits at the bar beside you with a cherry stem tied into a knot between his teeth and silver studs poking out from the shoulders of his blue jean jacket.

“Could you?” you ask, barely swallowing because your heart thumps in your throat. There’s only one way Jimin could love you, and it isn’t legal.

Jimin pats his chest, curling his fingers around the edge of his jacket. When he pulls it open far enough to peek inside, you see the syringe and a glass vial filled with a light pink liquid tucked into the inside pocket.

“I could,” Jimin says with a smile too pretty to be mixed up in something like this. “Will you let me?”

“Fuck, I love you so fucking much,” Jimin rasps against the curve of your ear. His hot breath dances down your neck, making goosebumps spring up along your forearms.

“I love you too,” you moan the unfamiliar words. They flow out of you easily and are quickly lost between Jimin’s lips and teeth.

Jimin whimpers when you suck on his bottom lip. The sound is cute. Jimin is cute. It’s the first thing you’d noticed about him when he slid into the seat next to you at the bar. With glitter smeared beneath his eyes and a sparkling smile, he charmed you away from your friends and into the dingy bathroom.

There’s so much more to Jimin than his looks, though. You love Jimin for everything that he is, the good and the bad, even though you don’t know what any of those things are. It doesn’t matter. Because you love him, those other things don’t need to matter.

Heat builds between the two of you in the cramped bathroom. Sweat makes the crease of your thigh sticky against Jimin’s bare hip. When you splay your hands against Jimin’s back to pull him closer, you can feel the cotton stick to his skin with sweat. He’d shed his jean jacket before hoisting you up to sit on the edge of the sink.

Your ass barely fits on the thin lip of the sink. With how sweaty your skin is, you keep almost slipping off of it. The thrust of Jimin’s hips rocks you backward. The back of your thighs are beginning to chafe, but you don’t notice, especially not when Jimin’s hands squeeze your ass to hold you in place as he fucks you with sharp, deep thrusts.

“It’s so good, Jimin. You feel so good.” Your hands shake as you rake them down his back, pulling his t-shirt hard enough that it makes him gasp when the collar tightens around his neck.

“Best you’ve had, right, baby?”

“Yes, yes, your cock is s-sooo–” Your words are cut off by a loud sob that shudders through your body.

When you pull Jimin closer, you feel his tears smear against your neck as he tucks his face into your shoulder. You don’t know why you’re both crying, but it feels good to let your body tremble and heave while Jimin’s cock glides in and out of you. This is love, having a body hold you, whisper sweet reassurances in your ear.

Jimin loves you. He loves your body, the way you smell, how wet and hot your pussy is around his cock. He loves your cute gasps and everything, really. He loves everything, even though he knows nothing.

Jimin cums after you. Once he’s finished, he zips up his jeans and tucks the half-empty vial in the inside pocket of his jean jacket. He helps you hop down from the sink and straighten out your skirt. The high is gone, short-lived, a burst of a star before it dies. Love is fickle like that, you suppose. But what do you know? This is your first time trying it out.

“I feel… Is it supposed to feel, um, weird?” You press your palm to your chest and take a deep breath.

Jimin checks his hair in the mirror and flicks at the black strands with his pinkies.

“It’ll go away after a few hours.” His response feels simple. It feels…

“I feel really… empty.”

“It’s like a hangover,” Jimin turns to give you a sparkling smile that makes your stomach twist, “Drink some water and sleep it off.”

You let Jimin take your phone to input his number. When he gives it back, his contact name is Loverboy. Something about it bothers you.

“I had fun,” Jimin giggles after kissing your cheek. “If you ever want more love, call me, okay?”

You watch Jimin slip through the bathroom doors, love held hidden against his chest.

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maudeboggins · 10 months

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the water nymph ballet featuring vera zorina in the goldwyn follies

#vera zorina #technicolor

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dimepicture · 10 months

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#my gal sal #1942 #40s #does 1890s #color #technicolor #multi #still #rita hayworth #lounge

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silverscreencaps · 3 months

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An American in Paris (1951) dir. Vincente Minnelli

#An American In Paris #Vincente Minnelli #technicolor

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iveseenitinmovies · 3 months

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27 year old Katharine Hepburn as Joan of Arc in a technicolor screen test (1934)

#katharine hepburn #technicolor #1930s #joan of arc #MOTHER #aesthetic #old hollywood #moma #the modern museum of art

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fayegonnaslay · 1 month

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Deborah Kerr and Cary Grant promotional photo for An Affair to Remember, 1957.

#love story #an affair to remember #deborah kerr #cary grant #technicolor #classic film #old hollywood

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phantomcallas · 9 months

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Grace Kelly as Lisa Carol Fremont

REAR WINDOW | 1954

dir. Alfred Hitchcock

#grace kelly #lisa fremont #rear window #alfred hitchcock #technicolor #classic films #classic movies #old hollywood #1950s movies #1954 #mygifs

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vintagecamping · 9 months

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Before beginning his work on the film Across The Wide Missouri, Clarke Gable took himself on a 1000km cross country camping and road trip.

1951

#vintage camping #campfire light #road trips #history #camping #clarke gable #travel #technicolor #missouri #exploring #1950s

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iowaisms · 24 days

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DRAGON-BASED SIMS YAY YAY YAY

#iowa cas #albania #technicolor #howl

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eyesfullofmoon · 2 months

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Ava Gardner in Pandora and the Flying Dutchman (1951) | dir. Albert Lewin

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annoyingthemesong · 4 months

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SUBLIME CINEMA #676 - THE SOUND OF MUSIC

It's hokum, but this movie is also one of the most beautifully photographed, transportive films ever made. It helps that Salzburg is kind of frozen in time - everything there today still looks exactly as it did then. The look is pure bliss.

Robert Wise made this as a follow up to the Haunting. Both are so different and yet so completely iconic - most people could probably quote this movie without ever having seen it.