(idk wtf happened but this fic just randomly disappeared for my acc ig?? like lit i just logged in recently and it fuckin vanished. anyway so wtf is up with that. anyhow i am reuploading it including the long awaited by no ona part three❤️)
i used my tarot cards to create this. i just wanted to flex that i have tarot cards and that i just found a way to fix plot holes with them. and remember, great writers don't gatekeep. ah and also i am sorry if the wording is kinda weird english is not my first language
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you held your brush so tightly in your hand it almost broke into pieces. you tried to focus on the snow white canvas in front of you as hard as you could, but it was of no use. in the back of your head you kept hearing the words of an art critic that called your entire collection trash. it was supposed to be your big night, your grand introduction to the art society.
*clank!*
you took a huge can of glittered navy blue paint and threw it at your canvas, while spilling half of it on yourself and the floor. in your rage you started throwing each and every unfortunate thing that was within your arms reach. jars with water, brushes and smaller tubes of paint laid all around the floor you kept screaming thinking about the asshole, who ruined your reputation among the higher ups without blinking an eye.
then the door to your room opened rapidly as your roommate barged in."could you kindly keep it down with that little crisis of yours?"
Veritas said while keeping pressure on the word 'kindly'. until he saw your mess of a figure.
"gods, what are you whining about now."
he stepped a bit closer to you. the rage suddenly left your body and took all of your energy with it. you leaned in closer to him while tears rolled down your cheeks but he stepped back all of a sudden.
"maybe...! Let's not... do that" he explained while looking you up and down. "how about i start the bath running for you?"
you nodded while whipping the tears out of your face, rubbing in the paint even more as a result.
you were pretty much out of your mind, as the sudden and strong burst of emotions exhausted you to the core. you started taking off your clothes while still accompanied by Veritas. however he didn't say anything about that. quite the opposite actually. he offered to help you wash up. you didn't question his sudden change of heart, nor did you questi on why for the hole reason of helping you did he need to sit by you in the bathtub.
you woke up seeing as he was entering the bathtub, completely naked. you blushed... from embarrassment! and looked away from him. he on the other end took your hand and dipped it in water, massaging it slowly from fingers up. you tried not to acknowledge how close you two were, which wasn't easy having his chest basically in your face.
you never understood his obsession with baths. he was incredibly stubborn about having a big bathtub. it's not something of inconvenience to you however you always wondered why he would need so much space. at long last, your questions have been answered.
you were pretty sure you were already cleaned of all the paint, however he insisted there was still lots of it on your thighs which he kept rubbing with a lot of pressure. and so you just stared at the water, which had changed colors under the influence of a surprisingly strong paint - dark blue glittery color filled the tank. Veritas was still hovering over you, his other hand was hugging you from behind, keeping you closer to his hot chest as he claimed he simply wished to rest his arm on the edge of the bathtub.
his rubbing finally reached the place that you tried to deny you wanted him to touch. you hid your face in his chest as a moan slipped from your lips.
"we might've just hit the dirtiest spot." he whispered right into your ear before biting it ever so lightly.
"might take a while to clean it up."
YOU ARE READING
veritas x reader - modern au
Fanfictionyt pov. You're an underground artist going through a crisis after being humiliated by a bitch of a critic. fortunately you had your roommate to keep you company through the hard times ⚠️spice⚠️