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More pics from my workshop with Steenz at CAKE a few weeks ago!
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Cinematic Gaze: beach babes
Last night’s model session was the second hardest kind. I did 115 one minute poses for the whole class. Can you think of 115 different poses to do one right after the other?
The professor’s sheet of gesture drawings is under the cut. It is me naked if you don’t want to see that but it’s Art it isn’t like crazy sexy or anything. I purposefully avoid the sexy gurl poses lol
Do you know of the Ancient Greek courtesan who was on trial but was pardoned because she flashed the court her breasts and said some Mr hint along the lines of “it would be a crime to destroy these perfect creations.”
You cannot tell me that this doesn’t have LL Giant ! Liaison shenanigans written all over it!
(Thank you, anon, for that joy. Humans be humans, even thousands of years ago. For anyone else's interest, it's Phryne the Thespian. Her beauty was so famed that she is credited to inspire many influential works, such as Praxiteles' Aphrodite of Cnidus and Apelles' Aphrodite Anadyomene. In that trial, she was acquitted when her breasts were exposed. It was argued her great beauty was shaped by the Gods, so it would be blasphemous to kill or imprison their work.)
You're jogging after Ultra Magnus' back. Despite your increased size, that mech is still massive with long legs that ate the ground with each quick step.
He quickly gets you inside the captain's office and immediately locks it down. Rodimus is at his desk, datapads all over the place, even on the floor, and he brightens up at visitors, hands stopping from carving deeper into the desk.
Ultra Magnus' clears his intake in a very pointed manner, chin darting to a specific point in the room.
"Roddy, what the fuck!?"
Over the fish tank, there's a new portrait. Back home, it wouldn't be too risque. Something on the scale of sexy pin-up on a magazine cover in the grocery store, but you've been around Cybertronians long enough that it's considered hedonistic.
It's set inside of a car alt-mode with the obvious Autobot insignia on the steering wheel and sprawled across the front bench seat is the focal point.
From their standards, there's an obscene amount of fabric, a rich Autobot-red, pooling beneath bare legs and caressing the plush leather. The legs are bent and thrown across the dashboard and seat, and sharp high-heels bite into the leather, showcasing pressure and leverage as the other is resting through the wheel. The artist is familiar enough with the concept of nail polish since the same vivid red is painted across toes and fingernails.
The top of the garment is being loosened with one hand pulling it to the side, flashing and teasing with more bare flesh covered with lace, ribbons hanging loose. A gloved hand is about to pull off the tactical mask. A slow, sensual tease of contradiction. Vulnerable and willingly taking off the only protective piece.
Even with the obscured face, it isn't hard to figure out it's you.
You are, quite literally, the only human on board the spaceship, and the fucking subject is a human with your damn heels you used in one of the modeling classes.
"You like?" Rodimus' spoiler bounces excitedly. "Sunstreaker said I'm getting better with movement, and it's my best work yet!"
"There's more," you and Ultra Magnus' words overlap with different tones: curious disbelief and resigned trepidation.
Of course, Rodimus pulls out a datapad from the bottom, the stack wobbling dubiously before settling, and rushes over to show off his progress.
"Rodimus," Ultra Magnus sighs. "this is against the Autobot Code: Article-"
"Wait!" You interrupt, stalling from flipping through more sketches of your poses and his random exercises. "There's rules about that?"
"Yes," the ever-serious Duly Appointed Enforcer spoke.
"Yeah, but Article 369 is about commercialized pieces, Mags." Rodimus crows, pointing at his work with a thumb. "And that beauty is done by my own servos."
You and Ultra Magnus shared a moment that Roddy could look up official doctrines, and the taller mech deeply sighs. "No. It violates the article 343 on the conduct of offices. As well as Article 34 for the violation of improper licensing on artistic production."
You're seeing the loophole that a "scandalous" piece can be placed in a private setting that isn't for public view, but you're not saying anything about that.
Myself by nuanceartistry
I found a safer home on a new platform in my Linktree, where I don't have to worry about being censored or suspended for creative expression. That will also allow me to keep my limited time on these other platforms completely PG-ish, so it's a win/win. Creative problems require creative solutions. I have to say though, I like how these pants are fitting...almost feels like they're painted on 💙🖤