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cop-graveyard · 2 months

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#my picture #my photgraphy #i have got to make weirder art #photography #art #tortured artist #midwest core #photography by me #deer

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darktwistdchaos-blog · 9 months

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#art #artists on tumblr #female artists #collage artist #collage art #collage #mixed media #junk journal #art journey #art journal #journaling #journal #van gogh #vincent van gogh #starry night #tortured artist #scrapbook pages #scraps #scrapbook

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ramblngz-of-a-lunatic · 1 month

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I'll never feel safe again

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blacktabbygames · 1 year

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he sleep here

#man cave #den #scarlet hollow #reese #visual novel #background illustration #background #tortured artist #emo waif #can't wait to go into the strange man's alone basement to model for him

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foggyspecsonmynose · 8 days

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My heart craves for art. In the most mundane moments, my soul urges me to bring what I see in the way I say into existence. -Kaali

#poetry #quotes #deep poems #dark academia #poets on tumblr #writings and lines #it's all i can think about #poetic lines #writers and poets #literature #books & libraries #life #artist on tumblr #tortured artist #the tortured poets department #spilled tears #spilled ink #vintage

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charlotte-is-a-swiftie · 4 days

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I literally cannot belive TAYLOR SWIFT is releasing a new album this week……..WHAT!!!!!

@taylorswift @taylornation

#taylor swift #apple music #1989 taylor's version #i love you taylor #tay #swifties unite #taylornation #red taylor’s version #swifties #taylor swizzle #the tortured poets society #the tortured poets department #the tourtured poets department #the eras tour #tortured artist

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jo-march-wannabe · 2 months

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I FORGOT WRITING REQUIRES VULNERABILITY!!! NO FUCKING WONDER I STOPPED WRITING FOR SO LONG!!!!!!

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genxrocker · 3 months

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@steveinscarlet

I wish Steve had lived to see his legacy.

#def leppard #steve clark #tortured artist #missing him

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fallen-leibchen · 9 months

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Moodboard

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count-horror-xx · 17 days

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Tired of being the tortured artist, need to get dick down so good it alters my brain and fixes me

#tortured artist #the tortured artist #mitski #fiona apple #male yearning #hozier #gay male yearning #gay male #trans male #gay yearning #mlm #mlm yearning #mlm post #trans men #trans man #trans mlm

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cop-graveyard · 5 months

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#vulture culture #animal bones #oddities #photography #art #i have got to make weirder art #tortured artist #deer #hunting #midwest core #midwestern emo

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tareray · 1 year

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Drawings- Xavier Thorpe

“Everyone is going to be paired up by me for a group project. You two will have to work together on a drawing it is due Friday,” said the art teacher.

“Ugh,” I quietly groan.

“Bianca and Yoko,” she reads off.

I zone out as the teacher starts calling the rest of the names.

“Y/n and Xavier,” I finally hear.

“Well at least I got someone who can draw,” I whispered to Enid who sits beside me.

“You are so lucky. I got Kent,” she complains to me.

Just as class ends Xavier comes up to me.

“Hey so I figured we could start working on the drawing tonight,” he quickly says to me as we are walking through the hallway.

“Uh yeah sure,” I say trying to get to my next class.

“Alright meet me at the entrance gate at 7 pm,” he says before waking off.

“Uh okay then,” I say to myself.

7 pm

When I get to the gate I see Xavier standing there waiting.

“Hey, sorry to keep you waiting,” I say as I walk up to him.

“It’s okay I was actually early,” he says looking at me.

“So uh where are we going? I don’t exactly see a place we can draw around here,” I ask.

“Oh well uh I was planning on taking you to my art shed,” he says while walking towards the forest.

“Right because that doesn’t sound creepy at all,” I say to myself while following him. After about 5 minutes of walking through the woods I finally decide to speak up.

“You know if you wanted to murder me you could have done it like 3 minutes ago,” I say in a joking tone.

“Haha very funny,” he says back sarcastically. When we finally arrive at the shed we immediately start thinking of what to draw.

“Uh well I’m not really the best artist in the world so I figured I would let you pick and then I would try to make it look as half as good as yours,” I tell him as I look at the art on the walls of the shed.

“Why don’t we draw you,” he says nonchalantly.

“Excuse me,” I say while turning to look at him.

“Yeah let’s draw you. I can draw you from my perspective and you can draw yourself from your own perspective,” he says like it’s the easiest thing in the world.

“Uh I mean I guess that would work,” I say still on the fence about it.

“Alrighty sit down so I can start,” he says while grabbing me a chair to sit in. After about 30 minutes of sitting in the quiet he finally starts to talk.

“I like drawing you,” he mutters while still focusing on the drawing.

“Oh uh thanks,” I tell him.

“I’ve drawn you a a couple times just never when you are posing,” he tells me while looking at my face for a split second before turning his attention back to the drawing.

“Really? I never noticed you drawing me before,” I say with a bit of shock.

“I try to do it when you aren’t looking. I didn’t want you to think I was a creep,” he tells me.

“I wouldn’t have thought you were a creep. I probably wouldn’t have even said anything if I noticed you drawing me,” I tell him honestly.

“Could I see some of the other drawings you’ve done of me?” I ask him.

“You want to see them?” His eyes shoot to my face as he asks me.

“Yeah of course I want to see them. You drew them so I bet they are amazing,” I tell him.

“Keep still,” he tells me.

“Uh yeah I mean I guess after we finish here I can show them to you,” he says before he goes quiet again.

“Alright,” I say. After about another 30 minutes he is finally done with his part of the drawing.

“Wow it looks great,” I tell him while looking in amazement at the half done drawing of me.

“You are a good muse,” he tells me while pulling out a different sketchbook.

“This has most of the drawings of you that I’ve done,” he tells me while handing me the book.

“You can keep it for the night to look at them if you want,” he said while busying himself with cleaning up the shed.

“Really? Awesome thanks I can’t wait to look at them,” I tell him.

“I will probably have the other half of the drawing done tomorrow. It’s due on Friday right?” I question as I gather my things getting ready to leave.

“Yes,” he says simply while not even looking at me.

“Alrighty well I will see you tomorrow Xavier,” I say as I walk out of his shed and head back to my dorm.

The next day

“Hey Xavier wait up,” semi shout as I see him in the hallways.

“Jesus you walk fast,” I say as I finally catch up to him.

“I finished our drawing,” I tell him while handing him the paper.

“Okay. Did you look at the sketchbook,” he questioned with a hint of nervousness.

“Oh yeah they were great. I loved the one you did of me in the library,” I tell him.

“April 22,” he says randomly.

“What?” I question him?

“That was the date I drew that picture April 22,” he says while looking at the floor.

“Oh wow I didn’t know you remembered the dates of the stuff you drew,” I say shocked.

“I usually don’t but I remember that day because I bumped into you in the hallway and it was the first time we ever spoke,” he says while trying to gauge my reaction.

“Huh I don’t remember that,” I say.

“I spilled my drink on you and I offered you my jacket but you refused. Then later in the library I saw you and you were wearing Ajax’s hoodie,” he says quietly.

“So I drew you. I was going to give it to you to make up for spilling my drink on you but I didn’t figure I knew you well enough,” he tells me finally looking in my eyes.

“Wow you should have gave me the drawing I would have loved it,” I tell him.

When I arrive at my next class I hand him his sketchbook back.

“Here’s your book back. I hope you don’t mind but I drew something in it for you,” I tell him with a smile.

After she walked in her class Xavier opened the sketchbook to find a drawing of him.

“No one’s ever drawn me before,” he muttered to himself while walking away from the classroom door with a smile.

#xavier x y/n #xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe imagine #wednesday netflix #wednesday #drawing #tortured artist #wednsday addams #wednesday imagine

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ramblngz-of-a-lunatic · 2 months

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