— YANDERE ARTIST X ARTIST READER ♡
cw: yandere themes, unsolicited pics, yandere is depressed, not proof read.
YANDERE ARTIST who life has always been grey, and so has been his artwork. All grey. He mostly uses his art as a coping mechanism because his therapist told him too.
YANDERE ARTIST who has been going to art exhibitions from time to time Now you may ask, why? An person who has 0 interest in his own hobby, has 0 interest in colours would go to such exhibitions? He may not be able to answer that. But the thing is, he wants to know why people feel happiness. Why they use colours which blind his eyesight. It is quite useless thing in his perspective but his therapist thought otherwise.
YANDERE ARTIST who was baffled by your artwork. He saw it in yet another exhibition except this one was mainly for new artist so it was supposedly cheap in price. His mouth was left agape when his gaze fell upon the sketch. The thing was, there was nothing distinctive in your painting. It was just a painting of an old hut by the river with lots of trees surrounding the river. It was something special so why? Why did he feel like that? The colours made him feel alive. It was the first time he could ever feel them. Was this happiness? His fingers twitched in a way as a broken grin formed on his cheek. He clicked a picture of the artwork and swore to frame it on his house.
YANDERE ARTIST who was more than happy to see you in person, finally. And he was so pleased with what he saw. You were so beautiful and colourful just like your painting. He saw you in another exhibition. And it was his. He was on cloud 9 when you told him that you were a fan of him. Crazy how faith brought us together right?
YANDERE ARTIST who was so motivated after a long time to draw with colours. But, what was he going to draw?! Sketches after sketches were thrown in the garbage can. An uncomfortable feeling formed in his chest as his brush fell from his grasp. He grasped his chest, his breath got heavier again. His mind was blank. No no no no, he doesn't want to feel like this! He hates it!
But then he remembered you.
Oh sweet sweet you.
He then felt comfortable feeling in his chest. It felt as if butterflies were blooming in his heart.
You were his muse weren't you?
He then started drawing a rough sketch from his vivid memory. And oh, was it so beautiful. It felt as if he was in heaven.
YANDERE ARTIST who started digging information about his muse. You were his muse after all! He can't just end up losing you! Can he?! And during this... He may have clicked pictures of you.... But.... It was just for reference! So you can't blame him, can you?!
“Oh my muse... You may not know about me right now... But... I just want to say that i admire you! You are my everything! So please... Can you stay for a bit long? This paintings? They are nothing in front of you! I know this may creep you out cause you don't know about them... But now that you're here, we can draw them together, can't we?”
Requests are open!




