Dancing-inasnowglobe - She's So New York

JO THIS EATS (i hope you know you’re responsible for bringing back my obsession 😩)

luke castellan x iris!reader kinda based off of charlie's recent photoshoot

reader asks luke if he wants to be the subject of her first shoot with her first camera. he says yes, and long story short: he poses so slutty and reader calls him that and he's acting offended but likes it at the same time 🤭

luke castellan x gn!iris!reader

wc: 663

“Slut,” you cough. 

Luke almost misses it, too busy flexing for the camera as he stands atop the firepit like a modern Hercules. It’s almost criminal, the way his camp shirt is the slightest bit too tight on his biceps (you could wonder what they feed this boy but you sit next to him at mealtimes—this shouldn’t come as a surprise, really), and the sliver of tanned skin and happy trail that peeks out from the worn fabric when he stretches his arms over his head.

The clicks of your camera are in tune with his laughter, shuttering through the silence of the forest. He’d only do this for you after all—if any of the other campers saw him like this he’d fold into himself like the super hot but still awkward guy he is.

“Babe, you wanted this!” he chuckles, cheeks warming up and not because of the summer sun. Sweat trickles off his brow and it frames his face so perfectly you sigh loudly. It’s both a blessing and a curse that your boyfriend is catastrophically hot (literally too, Long Island humidity never treats him well).

“Yeah, but who let you look this damn good. Sheesh,” you mumble, snapping photos as fast as you can. The light filters through his hair and makes his cheeks glisten as you move him along to drape himself over a lawn chair. It’s almost too much, even for him, and he starts turning away until you tut, biting your lip and nodding when he readjusts the drawstring of his cargos.

“You’d make good money as a model baby,” you grin, touching his chin gently to the position you want him in, “we’ll be set for life once we get out of here.” Luke huffs, scratching at the nape of his neck and tugging at a dark curl which makes you gasp, “yes, yes, yes! Exactly like that!”

“Babe…” he laughs, slightly bashful as he reaches for your waist. He’s used to giving you compliments, tongue-in-cheek at the way you make him feel like the luckiest guy in the world. You’re a wonder yourself, speckled with sunlight and a golden grin—and if this is what it feels like to walk on clouds, he’ll let you practice taking pictures of him anytime you want.

There’s a rustle in the trees, making him jump up slightly, tugging you onto his lap with a yelp.

“Luke! You’re ruining the shot!”

He presses a kiss against your neck and smiles into your skin, “Got nervous. Can I see how they look?”

Chewing on your bottom lip, you settle against him sideways, leaning over to show him the screen but— “Oh!”

“What’s wrong?” His eyebrows furrow at the embarrassment that dances across your face and then you say, “I was clicking the wrong button. Sorry, can we take more?” The son of Hermes laughs with his whole body, shaking you up until you start laughing too.

“Only until the rest of this period. I swear Chris won’t ever let me hear the end of this if he sees me…” 

Luke gets to his feet and props himself against a tree, sweat dripping from his lip, and he drags a fistful of his shirt up to wipe it away. You’re staring at him shamelessly through the viewfinder, mouth agape at the sight of his toned abdomen.

“What a whore,” you mumble lowly, zooming into his chiseled frame.

He laughs again, throwing his head back as he walks toward you. No wonder his muscles look larger than life.

“Baby.”

“Hmm?” You mumble, eyes unfocused as he comes closer and nudges the camera away.

“You gotta turn the camera on.” 

An evil grin smiles across your face at his words, fingers tugging at the hem of his shirt, leaning up to him for a kiss, “Only if you take your shirt off.” He looks at you with a raised brow and shakes his head at your next words.

“What! It’s in the name of art!”

YOU ARE IN LOVE

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percy jackson and the olympians: the last olympian (rick riordan) / you are in love (taylor swift)

you are in love HAPPY 1989 (Taylor's Version) DAY!