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The Body Beautiful by Mystic Whim (NC-17)
Fandom: STARSKY & HUTCH
Pairing: Starsk/Hutch
Length: almost 8.300 words
Author on LJ: None as far as I know
Author Website: Mystic Whim at Parker Center Playground
Why this must be read: After Gunther, Hutch is back at school, and having problems with one of his art assignments, as he can't get a model for a nude work. Of course, Starsky offers himself as a model, and they work in some sketches for one weekend.
When Starsks ask to see the finished work, he's quite disappointed when Hutch tells him he wasn't able to paint from the sketches he drawn, and, as a consolation, paints his friend's Torino.
But later, he discovers Hutch had lied to him. Why?
To know about this, you should read this story. But not only because of this, but because the writing is amazing. Mystic can make you see a scene with her writing, and she gets their voices in such a wonderful way...
But, here, have a taste
Finally, the class came to an end. Kate called Starsky over to where she stood beside Hutch’s easel. Hutch stood back silently, looking desolate, as she excitedly waved his partner over.
“Come look at this, Dave. Every time Ken paints you, he puts such heart into it. Isn’t this lovely?”
Starsky walked around the easel to get a good look at Hutch’s painting. Whereas the other students had painted Starsky smiling, as he had posed, Hutch’s painting showed a depth in the expression the others had missed. In his painting, Starsky’s eyes looked shadowed with conflicting emotions, and he did not smile. He looked full of anticipation and concern, as he stared back at the artist with abused trust in his eyes. So much of Starsky’s personality had been captured in the painting that it glowed with life, just as the subject himself did.
This was the first time Starsky had seen any of Hutch’s work with himself as the subject, and he was amazed at the level of talent he saw in it. “Wow, Hutch,” he said breathlessly. “I always knew you were talented, but I didn’t know you could make me look so…so….”
“Beautiful,” Kate supplied quietly. Starsky looked up at her, swallowing hard before he looked at Hutch. She touched Starsky on the arm and left the two men alone.
Hutch had put away the last of the supplies and picked up his sketch pad, tucking it under his arm. His voice was soft. “Come on,” he appealed, giving a nod toward the door. “I’ll take you to see those paintings now.” Starsky reluctantly peeled himself away from the easel to follow his friend.
The Body Beautiful
Pairing: Starsk/Hutch
Length: almost 8.300 words
Author on LJ: None as far as I know
Author Website: Mystic Whim at Parker Center Playground
Why this must be read: After Gunther, Hutch is back at school, and having problems with one of his art assignments, as he can't get a model for a nude work. Of course, Starsky offers himself as a model, and they work in some sketches for one weekend.
When Starsks ask to see the finished work, he's quite disappointed when Hutch tells him he wasn't able to paint from the sketches he drawn, and, as a consolation, paints his friend's Torino.
But later, he discovers Hutch had lied to him. Why?
To know about this, you should read this story. But not only because of this, but because the writing is amazing. Mystic can make you see a scene with her writing, and she gets their voices in such a wonderful way...
But, here, have a taste
Finally, the class came to an end. Kate called Starsky over to where she stood beside Hutch’s easel. Hutch stood back silently, looking desolate, as she excitedly waved his partner over.
“Come look at this, Dave. Every time Ken paints you, he puts such heart into it. Isn’t this lovely?”
Starsky walked around the easel to get a good look at Hutch’s painting. Whereas the other students had painted Starsky smiling, as he had posed, Hutch’s painting showed a depth in the expression the others had missed. In his painting, Starsky’s eyes looked shadowed with conflicting emotions, and he did not smile. He looked full of anticipation and concern, as he stared back at the artist with abused trust in his eyes. So much of Starsky’s personality had been captured in the painting that it glowed with life, just as the subject himself did.
This was the first time Starsky had seen any of Hutch’s work with himself as the subject, and he was amazed at the level of talent he saw in it. “Wow, Hutch,” he said breathlessly. “I always knew you were talented, but I didn’t know you could make me look so…so….”
“Beautiful,” Kate supplied quietly. Starsky looked up at her, swallowing hard before he looked at Hutch. She touched Starsky on the arm and left the two men alone.
Hutch had put away the last of the supplies and picked up his sketch pad, tucking it under his arm. His voice was soft. “Come on,” he appealed, giving a nod toward the door. “I’ll take you to see those paintings now.” Starsky reluctantly peeled himself away from the easel to follow his friend.
The Body Beautiful
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