#twosided

[coffeenuts]

[laurawithslblues]

Sweet and heady

I lost myself on a cool damp nightGave myself in that misty lightWas hypnotized by a strange delight It was a distant summer night, I played that song you liked so much again, you smiled with dreamy eyes through the crystal of your glass. Nina’s voice slowly lulled us into a soft trance, wrapping us in that strange, sweet silence that remains after the storm. “I made wine from the lilac tree……

[dublimedarkwood-blog]

▪️ Boxers Mojo - Twosided @ Menselected (NEW)

▪️ Men's Garter Socks - Twosided @ Flourish (NEW)

▪️ Modern Media Wall - MadPea @ Flourish (NEW)

▪️ Isaac Cropped - #Amnesia

▪️ Kai Pose Pack (includes armchair) - Lush

[milgram-fan-archive]

Bonus illustrations from Yayori (y7_az7)

[ruburee]

I am so excited to post this finally! I had the honor of working on 100-acre wood-themed cookies and characters. I had the chance to work with Chef 'True-InTha-Blu's' Honey Cookie with Blackberry Coulis.

Sora and Kairi plus Pooh and the gang's plan to help make the cookies became quite 'chaotic' or they destroying rabbit's precious garden vegetables and fruits..

OR i just wanted an excuse to make sora and kairi wear bee costumes..

(I also felt like I didn't include enough in the empty spaces so wasn't feeling it, but the mods helped me with it a lot, I had issues with my files and etc. BUT when I got my copy and saw my piece, it was actually better looking on the pages than on screen..)

[edaworks]

How it's going vs. how it started:

After hearing me bitch for a good hour about how much of a pain in the ass it is to produce Gothic masthead-style calligraphic text in MS Paint (there was a reason I was using MS Paint, I promise), @twosides--samecoin has now figured out what album cover I'm ripping off spoofing so I'm now free to wip post. Here's her SoSu, Jack Ward.

[kukuepta1047]

[angeldelillith]

Day 10: Humiliation

“Don't you really prefer that we call your parents?”

“No, I'm fine, I'll just go home. I'll be fine thanks” 

He had always been very good at faking smiles, during the last few years it was even longer. But this was worse than spending ten years smiling.

Being in an office surrounded by some teachers, the nurse and some managers. Almost thanked that the commotion that had broken out minutes before was so small that only a group had witnessed it.

He also knew that it was only a matter of time before the whole school talked about it. I preferred it to be a problem the next day, now I just wanted go. 

“Are you sure?” - They insisted again

“Yes, seriously. I'll go home, tomorrow I'll be better”

It was a constant exchange, she knew they were breaking the rules but she would do everything possible to leave. And he had achieved it.

He had to present some proof that he was home as soon as possible, otherwise they would call his parents, so as soon as he crossed the exit doors and took a taxi, he sent a small selfie video thanking the authorities for their trust, he continued with his marked smile. . He promised them that he would take a break and then talk to their parents as soon as they returned home.

That adult on the other side told him to take the rest of the day off and that if he had any inconvenience or doubt, his parents were welcome to talk to him at school.

She tossed the phone aside, finally. She was finally getting rid of that damn mask that she had to hold on to since the moment someone had appeared to get her out of that infernal circle. 

Which thought they were simple jokes in the hallways. Falls with their books carried, or pushed. The times she had thrown away her lunch because it had been tampered with at any slightest distraction from her. Like those who claimed to be her friends and then ruined everything in some joke. 

It was all little laughter, hurt knees or some anger. 

It was all frustration and anger on the part of people who had targeted her. 

But he wasn't going to stoop to that level of assholery and return everything, nor was he going to tell anyone. Her brother knew very well what was happening, he intervened twice and those two times she ended up angry with him, they did not speak for more than a week.

She begged him to trust her, that she knew how to handle things, that preferred ignore them, after all at some point it had to stop. 

They should have stopped, but they didn't and when they had had enough she remembers how at one point she dropped the image that everyone believed of her, she wouldn't give a shit. 

And at that moment he turned around and grabbed one of the group by the neck and threw her to the floor with such force that the rest were shocked looking at it. 

When the person on the floor got up, he pushed her so hard that she struggled to keep her balance, but when she saw there were seven against one, the others would follow whatever happened.

Not only did he throw it away, but they started what would never end. 

Simple pushing and throwing away lunch were things of the past.

Lockdowns in the bathroom, in the closets, their wet books and so on. What did I have to do to make it stop? 

However, they would not give her the pleasure of breaking down or appearing hurt in the face of everything.

And today, simply a gesture champion when the group came back to her, they pulled her over and started sticking up those old stickers like the ones she had when she was a kid while laughing.

I listened to them laugh at her stupid bright colors, at her horrible brown hair that was all damaged. Of her face, of all of her.

How it was a bad joke, how he was simply not ashamed to continue existing and even more so to continue being in a place where his only friend was his brother. And now he wasn't there to save her. 

When she got up to get out of that torment, someone grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back, putting her back on the ground.

And there in that infernal circle, the girl was cornered between screams, insults, laughter and an eternal torture that did not seem to end no matter how much she covered her ears, no matter how much they had everything they had achieved. 

She asked for mercy covered in tears, on her knees, with her hands on her head. He screamed for mercy. 

Soon all the noise disappeared and someone wore to the principal's office. I was having a panic attack, but I didn't want to repeat that again.

He forced himself for the only thing he wanted. Leave, never return. 

He had achieved this by using all the strength he had to pretend that nothing that was happening at that moment affected him. Until then she had believed it too. 

But now locked in the silence of her house, she wasn't sure if anyone other than the director knew of her whereabouts. It was fine.

I didn't want to listen to anyone anymore. 

He went to his room, and saw all those colors, all that was a damn joke. That's why it had transformed into an easy white full of color. Idiot.

He began to take everything out of its place and throw it away. Everything on his little table and so on ended up on the floor. Everything was breaking, it was a disaster.

She was tired, she was so fed up with everything. 

He locked himself in the bathroom, leaving the chaos of his room aside. 

He took a pair of scissors and began to throw strands on the floor, until he saw his feet full of what had been his hair. If before he thought it looked horrible, that was a nightmare.

The cuts passed through his skin, he wanted that feeling to go away, he wanted everything that had come out like a beast to go away. But every minute that passed it was getting bigger and suffocating her more.

I was alone. There would be no savior.

Who they called his only friend was not there. And he didn't even know about everything that happened.

He began to throw everything out of there until he came across two bottles of pills lost at the bottom. He no longer remembers which of his parents occupied that place for a while.

Maybe they were even defeated, but maybe it was for the best.

He left there and went to the kitchen, rummaging through some shelves. He threw everything on the ground. Breaking gave him a little more encouragement, the broken glass on the floor, his skin just as cracked. Everything was shit.

He found what he was looking for and walked with difficulty to that coat closet under the stairs.

The beast had taken her completely and all she wanted was to silence it no matter the cost. Everything she hated and had longed to release that feeling for so long. But that pressure and that poor attempt to pretend to be something she wasn't had led her to this destruction and this hatred.

She did a quick mix of seeing how many pills passed through her mouth before taking a huge gulp of that drink that simply burned her inside.

He repeated it two or three more times. He doesn't remember it anymore. He simply felt when he no longer had enough strength to continue holding anything with his hands. When their clothes were wet from all the spilled liquid or from the bad attempts at vomiting that arose. 

But after that, there is nothing. The beast had been calmed. 

Part 1

[jabko0]

Same but different, two sides of my oc Malina

[catboyroycebracket]

my secondhand switch collectors edition arrived today 🥰🥰

[laurawithslblues]

Show me where it hurts

The child is grownThe dream is goneI have become comfortably numb Just a few more swipes, I say to myself, as the hours escape through my headphones and around my insomniac doomscrolling silence. Oh look, death, destruction, and then soft kitties cuddling and purring, another delicious recipe that I will never cook, one more historical factoid about the Tower of London, more death and despair, a…

[ynsnp]

[sebastrianoo]

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[milgram-fan-archive]

MILGRAM Jikken kangoku to kanshu no shoujo - Chapter 15

[edaworks]

The perpetual curse of character studies: “hmm what if I just. Add paint.” End result: original project derailed temporarily by painted character study consolation prize

Anyway, here’s Wonderwall an attempt at @twosides--samecoin’s General Jack Ward…’s noggin.

until and unless she guesses the album cover I’m parodying i’m not telling her why I’m doing studies of her characters

also she currently thinks the main project involves a dog because while doing studies I drew a dog. This is inaccurate but entertaining to me