A Painter's Muse

A Painter's Muse

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To love is to paint; paint with every thought, consideration on each and every stroke you take. Art is delicate. Never once has he found anything tempting to create over and over again. Every painting he believes has its meaning. Grieved, groggy---sully. A lifetime job where no matter what creation, it will reach thousands. In all artist's dreams, is to create such a masterpiece that leaves everyone silent. Because of his sheltered life nature, he knows barely anything outside his atelier. He lets his mind run rampant with every poem and book he reads. Now, with a sudden appearance of a man, with a face so perfect that every single artist would be very tempted to draw. He is tempted, too tempted to the fact that he creates a whole fake scenario so just he can draw him. Portrait, painting, sketch---anything. Everything. Maybe, he already found his Muse. Just like how his master always hoped. Well, it's a maybe. (Inspired by: Blue Period : Painter x Muse)
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"He definitely wants to sleep with you," he taunts. "Excuse me?" I look at him weirdly, "What are you even talking about." "The way he touched your arm. That's what people do when they wanna fuck someone." He looks down at his paper and continues to sketch his patterns. I get an idea and scoot my chair closer to his. I lean forward and bring my lips up to his ear, very gently. "Well, that's what you do." He snaps his head towards me like he knows what I'm going to say next. "Do you wanna fuck me?" I whisper, making sure to look at him in awe. I hope it has an even better effect since our faces are closer. He opens his mouth to say something but hesitates. His eyes are everywhere but mine. When he finally catches my stare, he pushes my chair back to where it was before with his foot. "You are such a smart-ass. Would it hurt to swallow your ego for two seconds? Not everything's about you," he argues. "Maybe. I mean- I've swallowed worse," I shrug with a petty smile. *** Lavender Quinn has always struggled with her mental health but somehow managed to always stay at the top of her class... until her senior year. After competing with her since middle school, Elijah Rivera finally manages to beat her whole grade average by one. They can't stand each other (or so they think). What happens when they keep getting grouped together in projects before their big school Paris trip? Is it a coincidence or is it fate? ~ To everyone who feels like they're not deserving of love. started november 10th, 2022 ended ??? *** RANKINGS: 9/21/24 • #2 IN FRENEMIES 3/27/25 • #3 IN LAVENDER 7/07/26 • #2 IN TEENROMANCE

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