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luvxiem · 2 years
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venus of urbino
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word count ! ~1.1k pairing ! luca x gn!art student!reader genre ! college au fluff (literally just me gushing over how pretty he is) summary ! luca has the exact physique that you envisioned for your next painting (inspired by his latest tweet)
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"are you sure this is this alright?" luca asks nervously. he's fidgeting on the velvety armchair, unsure how to arrange his limbs that suddenly feel too long and too burly and too tough. it's not as if the blonde isn't aware of his own body; luca knows he's fit—he's worked hard for these muscles—but he wouldn't consider himself, well, pretty. aren't models supposed to be pretty?
"yes, i'm sure," you respond, not even looking up from where you were preparing your canvas and easel. preoccupied with finding your favorite red color pencil, you don't notice luca's restless squirming. his pants were left on but you had asked he remove his shirt for the duration of the day. a gold choker sat heavy around his neck and the layered pearl necklace he wore kept shifting with every small movement he made, the lowest pearls resting a few inches above his stomach. a sheer white shawl draped over only his right shoulder leaving his left side's tattoos on display. on his ears sat large golden cuffs reminiscent of a hummingbird's wings, and his usual side-pony was let down for the afternoon. needless to say, it was very different from his usual attire.
luca was too far in his own head to realize that you had finished setting up and let out a small yelp when he glanced toward your easel only to see your face directly in front of his. you tilt your head seeing his reaction but decide not to comment on it, more concerned with positioning him to suit your needs best.
"is it alright if i just…" your voice trails off as you reach for his arm, meeting his gaze imploring for permission. luca swallows tightly and gives you a terse nod, and you take the green light and go.
the feeling of your fingers on his bare skin is electrifying. you arrange his body meticulously—stepping back to look at him before bending his elbow just the slightest bit more, gently applying pressure on his shoulder so that he twists his torso. you instruct him for what feels like hours until you're satisfied and luca's never been more nervous in his life. he tries to look for you when you retreat back to your station, but a sharp "don't move" has him grimacing and returning to his original position.
the sun is shining directly in his face through the windowsill he's sat in front of so he slips his eyes shut, blonde lashes resting delicately against his cheekbones. in the light his hair looks as golden as the jewelry that adorns his body, almost glowing in the empty studio the two of you are situated in. letting out a breath he didn't even know he was holding in, luca melts into the admittedly comfortable chair, tense muscles relaxing giving him an overall softer look. the chill of the air conditioning is negated by the heat of your stare on him; luca felt as if he would burst into flames with the intensity of your analyzing gaze.
"pretty…" you mumble, transfixed by the almost ethereal moment before you. luca startles at the sound of your voice, having now gone a full half hour without hearing you say a thing. he knows better than to move, but the blush sitting high on his cheeks is more than enough to let you know he heard your moment of weakness.
really, the whole thing was a ploy to get some alone time with your crush. sure, the two of you hang out sometimes but it's always with your mutual friends, never alone. unfortunately you were too shy to ask him out on a regular old day so when your professor assigned this project you thanked the universe for giving you a valid excuse. really, you're killing two birds with one stone here. still, that doesn't mean you're suddenly brave behind the art student mask.
"sorry," you wince. "didn't mean to say that out loud. violet eyes glance at you before darting away in embarrassment.
"it's fine," luca reassures, although he's praying you didn't hear the way his voice cracked just a bit. "just not used to hearing that is all."
at his words you look up at him in confusion. there's no way you heard him correctly. hesitantly, you open your mouth to ask.
"you're really pretty, you know that, right?" the pink on his cheeks deepen into a rather lovely red as he struggles to come up with an adequate reply.
"i'm not pretty, i'm manly!" the blonde tries to argue. you stubbornly shake your head.
"seriously luca, you're one of the most gorgeous guys i know. resident pretty boy, even," and god does the way you say his name send a shiver down his spine. sure, he hears his name being called all the time but it's different when you say it. it just is. he's been hesitant to accept the compliment—stuck in denial of his supposed beauty when he's always been delegated to one of the bros—but the way you're looking at him right now with clear adoration in your eyes makes luca feel like the most beautiful man alive.
"thank you," he mumbles, unable to meet your gaze any longer lest he combust on the spot. seeing this as the white flag that it is, you let out a content hum as you return your attention to your canvas, focusing on getting the values right with your pencil before you begin painting later that week.
another hour passes before it gets too dark to work any longer. you thank luca for his time and collect the jewelry and shawl into a travel case as he sips on water. before you could leave through the door, he reaches out to grasp your elbow causing you to turn on your heel in confusion. luca quickly releases you but fidgets in place, rubbing the back of his neck as he looks everywhere but you. ignoring the obvious heat radiating from his face, he takes a deep breath and steels himself, meeting your gaze head on.
"would you be interested in doing this again, sometime?" he asks hopefully. "hanging out together, i mean." your eyes widen in surprise before you smile happily, nodding quickly.
"i would love to, luca," you reply, adjusting your bag on your shoulder.
"it's a date, then!" reaching forward, you intertwine your fingers with his for a moment before dropping your hands, a fluttering warmth blooming in your chest as well as his.
"it's a date, pretty boy."
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WRITTEN ! 091622
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margariemargarita · 2 months
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i'm going to kill the person i care most about: you. unless you can stop me.
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httpiastri · 2 months
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them 😭 our boys 😭😭😭
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hellomayu · 1 month
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pov: u keep coming back to ur toxic bf
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vampiresfromxenon · 7 months
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Astarion as silly Tumblr posts :) pt. 1 | 2 | 3 | 4
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a slightly scribbly Eddie for @akemima's promptlist, day one - cool outfit! well, i don't know if its Cool, but it sure is an outfit!
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i-crave-sleep · 4 months
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Been going insane all day from @kitsuneisi new comic page, Grian’s costume is gorgeous! I just had to draw it! Hope I made him look almost as he looks in the comic
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One of my favorite gifs from my favorite Vincent Price interview - on the set of The Masque of the Red Death (1964)
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sexyvixen7 · 5 months
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(Source: HollyDPhotos on Twitter)
Such gorgeous photos 😍
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statuetochka · 4 months
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the suit is a little small for him :(
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kkeke99 · 1 year
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GOOD. LORD?!?!?!?!?
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mopeytwat · 4 months
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new pics of Con with his dog HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL WHATHTHEFUCJ
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evilwy · 6 months
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Molly sketchdump for ya
I just realized I haven't posted these sketches on tumblr so here they are
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smolmilkyways · 7 months
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judgement is upon you ⚖️🌙
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braimin · 2 months
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I don't think that zosan would ever really be the type to be easily jealous. Like sure Sanji can get 'jealous' over Zoro's swords but that's like the only time Sanji is ever worried about the attention his marimo is giving to something else. And Zoro knows how the love cook can be and that the way he treats women is just how he's always going to be. They're both very secure in their relationship and have never had a time where they felt like they had to protect it from another person.
However, I do think that Sanji tries to get Zoro to be jealous sometimes. It's just nice to be desired and what better way for Zoro to show that than public displays of jealousy? It never works though, as previously mentioned, Zoro knows Sanji. He trusts him and knows whatever attraction he shows to someone is usually all for show.
There is only one time where Zoro has ever gotten close to real possessiveness and it was like, the one time Sanji wasn't trying. He and Usopp made a stupid bet on some island and the loser was supposed to wear a dress to some little party the straw hats were invited to. When Sanji loses, he figures he might as well go all out and really dress up for it. It's been a long time since he's had to wear a dress and he does find it fun if he's in the right mood. So he has Nami and Robin help him pick something out and do his make up. When they show up everyone is kind of in shock because wow Sanji looks really good.
No one is used to him looking like that and it's not like Sanji really told them how he spent those two years apart from them. But the night goes well, he basks in all the compliments he gets and dances around and shows off. He doesn't really pay attention to what Zoro is doing until they get a few hours into the night and suddenly he's looming over Sanji where ever he goes. He keeps a hand on Sanji at all times, either on his back or his hand and he pulls Sanji in to sit with him constantly. At first he thinks that maybe Zoro is just tipsy and in the mood to cuddle, but then he starts to notice the way he'll interrupt someone if they've been talking to Sanji for too long, or he'll drag Sanji back to the crew and try to get him to stay at their table.
It makes Sanji want to see how long he can drag it out, see if Zoro can get jealous over the amount of eyes on him. Zoro puts up with it like a champ. Because at the end of the night, he knows who Sanji is going home with. But when the night does end and they get in bed Zoro is very clingy. Sanji wakes up late the next morning and everyone politely ignores the fact that he's wearing a turtle neck despite the heat.
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His proud little "she got me on that one...well played, well played indeed" dad smile
I can't.
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