can't stop thinking about painter!reader + abby being besties the💝 'nd one day reader begs abby to be her model for a painting session...
as a painter... yeah. this has floated through my brain a few times. here's what i managed to write during class😽
(modern!) painter!reader x abby anderson
you'd been an artist for almost as long as you could remember.
it started with your family bringing you crayons and finger paints as a toddler. you owned almost every color imaginable and you used the crayons until they were nubs and emptied the little paint cups with plastic spoons. you'd left your mark on every available surface: slips of paper your parents no longer needed; blank envelopes from bills that your parents left on the counter; the wall in the playroom next to your mini easel; the white rug your mom kept in the living room.
when you moved on to writing with pencils in kindergarten you started drawing with pencils in the empty spaces of coloring books. when you moved on into middle school you participated in every available posted contest, you were a top student in your art class, you drew little scenic images in the margins of all your notebooks. your friends found it charming at first, but every time they saw you doodling on your homework they grew a little annoyed with the obsession.
it only truly got worse when your art teacher introduced you to gouache paint.
gouache was your perfect match - it was suddenly a dream for you to pull out your paint brushes and paper towels. gouache was the perfect blend of your favorite traits of watercolor paint and acrylic paint. you liked the opaqueness and vibrance of acrylics but the permanence of the plastic-like paint intimidated you. you liked how easy it was to manipulate watercolor and the dreamy affect the paint had when applied just right, but you oftentimes added too much water and the colors ran together and left a dirty brown stain across the paper.
gouache was the perfect mix of both. it was pigmented enough that your paintings were bright and full of life, but was able to easily blend with the other colors and create a cloudy affect. the paint was hard enough that it didn't run together and it was easy to fix a mistake even after the paint dried due to its watercolor-like qualities.
from the moment you found the paint you were obsessed and made it your main medium. you kept all of your paintings in a small watercolor sketchbook that you kept on your nightstand alongside a small set of gouache paint.
years later, when you met abby you knew you wanted to paint her - you just didn't know how to ask. the thought would come to you early in the morning, when there was still dewy moisture on the grass outside and the breeze smelled like chilly flowers. you would always wake before abby and every morning you shared you would spend that alone time observing every little detail of her face; almost as if you were trying to commit it to memory.
today was a day like every other. you woke before abby and you took as much time as you could just watching her. your window was open which let the suns morning rays inside, the golden beams dancing along her face.
you were facing each other, abby on her left side and you on your right. both of your heads resting on the same pillow.
you took your time, eyes scanning abby as if you'd never seen her before; noting the curve in the bridge of her nose, the honey colored freckles that dotted her cheeks, her eyelashes curling up lightly.
you wanted to take a picture. to freeze time and make it last forever. abby didn't usually give you time to dote on her, mostly saving all the compliments and praise for you - her pretty girl.
the thought of abby rolling her eyes at you reminding you of why you hadn't asked to if you could paint her yet. you were afraid that she'd tell you no.
you purse your lips at the thought, letting your teeth sink into the bottom one as your eyes move along her face slowly.
abby moves shortly after, her shoulder dropping back as she flops onto her back. she groans and her eyes slowly open.
"morning, rapunzel," you say. you move your hand, dragging it up from her elbow to her shoulder, letting it relax against the muscle.
she snorts, "morning, princess." her voice is heavy and raspy, still warming up from ten hours of rest.
"how was your sleep?" you ask, fingers nimbly sliding across her shoulder, briefly poking at her neck and then sliding your hand back down to rest on her shoulder again.
"pretty good," she hums, moving back onto her side to face you. "how about you?"
"pretty good," you repeat, eyes still scanning her face.
a few beats pass before she speaks again, "what's on your mind?"
you shake your head, eyes finally meeting hers, "nothing."
this time she doesn't miss a beat. "it's something."
"it's nothing, abigail."
she scoffs at the use of her full name and rolls her eyes, "it's definitely something if you feel the need to use my full name. c'mon, what's up?"
"well..." you trail off, eyes leaving hers and darting around the room. "i was just wondering..."
you let your words hang in the air for a minute, wondering if you really wanted to ask her and face the embarrassment of her telling you no.
"if?" she prompts, her hand making a "speed up" gesture and encouraging you to continue. the softness of her voice makes you look back up at her and spit it out.
"if i could paint you."
the room goes quiet and all you can hear is the birds outside your window, singing happily, and the faint thrum of your heartbeat in your ears.
"can i paint you?"
it takes her a second to process the request, and when she does her eyes go a little wide and her cheeks begin to flush with a light pink.
"i..." she pauses, and then begins to chuckle. "honestly? thought you'd never ask."
"does that mean yes?"
"of course you can paint me, princess."
so you ready your paint, throwing everything hastily onto your bed.
"stay there."
"on the bed?"
"yes!" you exclaim, beginning to open your gouache palette and pulling some paint brushes from your nightstand. "i want to paint you just like this."
152 notes
·
View notes
i feel the need to share this vision, and so i will
i believe swap!Will would work with watercolors instead of sketching. maybe gouaches, but something of that sort. i think he would like the concept of blocking in shapes, keeping things vague and yet somehow so distinct at the same time. the concept of seeing a set of shapes that up close don't seem like much, but from afar allow your brain to connect the dots and form the full outline without any outline being there at all. the complete opposite of sketching, and yet just as remarkable.
66 notes
·
View notes
German Vocabulary: Painting
die Acrylfarbe -- acrylic paint
die Aquarellfarbe -- watercolour paint
das Aquarellpapier -- watercolour paper
das Bindemittel -- binder; binding agent
die Borsten (pl.) -- bristles
der Fächerpinsel -- fan brush
die Farbe -- colour; paint
der Firnis (pl. die Firnisse) -- varnish
die Gouache -- gouache
die Grundierung -- primer
das Harz (pl. die Harze) -- resin
das Leinöl -- linseed oil
die Leinwand (pl. die Leinwände) -- canvas
der Malgrund (pl. die Malgründe) -- [painting] surface
der Malkasten -- paintbox
das Malmittel -- medium
der Napf (pl. die Näpfe) -- pan [of watercolour]
die Ölfarbe -- oil paint
das Ölmalpapier -- oil painting paper
die Palette -- palette
das Palettenmesser -- palette knife
das Pigment (pl. die Pigmente) -- pigment
der Pinsel (pl. die Pinsel) -- brush
der Schwamm -- sponge
der Spachtel -- painting knife
die Staffelei -- easel
die Tafel -- panel
das Terpentinöl -- turpentine
die Tube -- tube
das Verdünnungsmittel -- thinner
das Wassergefäß -- water container
die Acrylmalerei -- acrylic painting
das Aquarell -- watercolour
der Effekt (pl. die Effekte) -- effect
der Entwurf -- sketch, outline
die Komposition -- composition
die Lasur -- glaze
die Lavierung -- wash
die Malerei -- painting
die Ölmalerei -- oil painting
die Skizze -- sketch
der Pinselstrich (pl. die Pinselstriche) -- brushstroke
die Technik -- technique
die Textur -- texture
der Ton (pl. die Töne) -- shade; tone
aquarellieren -- to paint in watercolours
aufspannen -- to stretch
lasieren -- to glaze
malen -- to paint
maskieren -- to mask
mischen -- to mix; to blend
reinigen -- to clean
trocknen -- to dry
tupfen -- to dab
tüpfeln -- to dot
überziehen -- to coat
verdünnen -- to thin; to dilute
blass -- pale
dunkel -- dark
durchsichtig -- transparent; clear
flüssig -- liquid
glatt -- smooth
gleichmäßig -- even; consistent
lichtdurchlässig -- translucent
marmoriert -- marbled
monochrom -- monochrome
nass -- wet
rissig -- cracked
transparent -- transparent
trocken -- dry
überlappend -- overlapping
wasserlöslich -- water soluble
fett auf mager -- fat over lean
hell-zu-dunkel -- light to dark
nass-in-nass -- wet-on-wet
nass-auf-trocken -- wet on dry
92 notes
·
View notes