#naked modeling

[sabrecmcstonyficrecs]

I kind of feel embarrassed for writing this but... do you know any fics where Steve draws Tony naked? I wouldn't complain if it leads to something more 👀

Steve drawing Tony is such a wonderful trope.  Of course, lots of fics include this. Check out the Artist Steve Draws Tony Recs, but here are a couple of others:

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Drawn by Ridley160: Steve is trying to find his place in the world, and decides to focus on his art as a way to readjust to a civilian life. With the advice of one of the guard’s he has befriended Steve seeks the assistance from a concubine to model for him for an evening. Only Steve doesn’t expect such an alluring beautiful creature to enter his chamber, and finds himself hopelessly attracted to the dark haired man sitting half naked before him.

Unintentional Modeling

by AvengingFan: Tony is upset that he is being grounded from missions. Yes, he disobeyed orders, but it wasn’t his fault. It was Steve’s. So, when he tries to argue with said blonde, he is surprised to become a model?

How You See Me by NotEvenClosetoStraight: Steve volunteers to teach an art class at the YMCA– part of Pepper’s insistence that the team do more for the community– and to brush up on his skills, he asks Tony to act as his model. Tony laughs at the idea but agrees and messes around on his tablet the entire time Steve is drawing. But then they start talking, start exploring the feelings that had sparked during the Chitauri invasion, and when Tony finds some of Steve’s sketches later on, he is shocked to realize that Steve draws him…beautifully. “Is this how you see me?” he asks, terrified of the answer, and Steve’s answer is more than he ever expected.

[omgcasanovaplayboys]

Just.. unbelievably hot 😍💦 @omgcasanovaplayboys 👈🏼 for more

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It's Fine with Me

[writtalin]

Naked Modeling

My first and only time as a figure model prompted a disapproving, “You’re better than this,” text from my mother with a warning about ruining my reputation.  But it was much classier than that.  It was life modeling.  I was Rose and they were my Jacks, all 7 of them, drawing me like their French girls.

  I dropped my towel on the small stage and it  was like a public humiliation dream come true, except I wasn’t embarrassed.  I only got embarrassed when I thought about what would happen if I farted.  Would they be able to tell?  Even if it was a silent one, would my butt cheeks give a little bounce or something?  I had never seen a naked butt fart!  I prayed it wouldn’t happen to me.  Not tonight.

   They posed me: I was standing easy with one leg slightly bent, one arm to my side and the other clasping it behind my back.  It was like I was waiting in line to get my taxes done or something equally unthrilling and regular, just without clothes.

   Maybe it shouldn’t be that hard to be alone in my head for 2 hours, but God, I was boring.  If you are ever going to be a figure model, I recommend coming prepared with an abundance of thinking material.  As it was, I occupied my time with counting backwards by 3′s, starting at 537 and singing sons in my head; I even made up stories about the people staring at my naked bod.  I made up a story about the dark-haired 24-year-old in a leather jacket.  Trevor worked nights at a Lays chip factory and ate cold pizza for breakfast in a hardcore way.  The last time he ate an apple was in 2006 and he never showed any affection, except to his cat, Miranda.  Trevor spent the first break napping in a chair with his arms folded.  After the second break he didn’t come back and remained napping through the wonder of my naked body until the very end.

After the 2 hours were up they let me look at their work.  I was thoroughly unimpressed, but made noises of approval.  120 minutes of trying not to move, just for some pencil lines that barely looked like me!

As I was packing up the artist who recruited me handed me a 20 dollar bill.  I felt like a cheap hooker who lucked out with a client who “only wanted to talk” and also a bit like that time I got paid the same amount for babysitting 3 children for 5 hours.

I put my clothes back on (never a fun thing after being naked), and thought of how many trips to Taco Bell this night could buy.

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[visualprince]

So I modeled naked for an art class for the first time today. Every time someone laughed I was internally screaming, "WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT??? DO I HAVE HAIR STICKING OUT MY ASS OR SOMETHING???" As I was leaving a really cute guy say "thank you" nicely. I mean, I think he was cute from how he sounds. I wouldn't know because I couldn't look him in the eye.