Curate, connect, and discover
𖤐.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Muse ˖ ݁𖥔.𖤐
shinsou x gn reader blurb -
ArtStudentShinsou! Who you met thanks to Izuku.
Who you'd been introduced to at a small get-together for Izuku's birthday. Your building was right next to the art studio, meaning that you'd unknowingly seen him in passing several times.
ArtStudentShinsou! Who asks for your number, claiming that Denki--another mutual friend--had been forcing him out of his shell. You agreed of course.
Who invites you to Denki's parties, knowing that the extroverted blond would leave him to his own introverted misery, and he wanted someone to hang out with.
ArtStudentShinsou! Who you don't really talk to after the party, but can't seem to stop thinking of. His piercings and tattoos and black leather jackets, his "fuck you" aura. Who surprised you with how calm and observant he was.
ArtStudentShinsou! Who texts you randomly one day asking to meet up. Who asks if you can be a model in his upcoming midterm prodject.
You agree, flattered--if not a little embarrassed-- that he thought you'd be a good fit. He mentions the possibility of having you as a live model and your heart does summersaults.
"You don't have to, of course, but because of the piece I'm doing would require me to have at least some idea of your physic. The muscles and and your bone structure--" He stopped himself, noticing your wide-eyes.
You said yes. Obviously.
ArtStudentShinsou! Who, by the second or third session, somehow, someway, gets you draped over his work table, your hands in his hair, his lips on your neck. Pencil and ink long forgotten, grateful that the studio stays open so late, and no one else is around.
ArtStudentShinsou! Who claims you're his perfect muse, memorizing every dip and arch. The color of flushed skin and bruised lips.
Needless to say, he gets an A on the project, and a new live reference.