#dual tone

[mrs-trophy-wife]

[enderpastaronni]

ooooOoOo so spooky!!

ayo what's that on the back

happy halloween lol

[aktrya]

You know how to be loved.

[tomirovira]

BLUE PALM TREE ON YELLOW BACKGROUND 202309231740190RT1

Pop-art style photography. Blue palm tree on yellow background.Location: Barcelona, Catalonia, Southern Europe. Fine Art Prints

[inoxjewelry]

Silver & Gold Stainless Steel Dual Tone Detailed Huggies for Work & Daily Wear. This piece is an ideal choice for tropical climates because it will not oxidize nor tarnish .

[mayankbhasker1234]

PicsArt Viral Dual Tone Effect Photo Editing || New Dual Tone Effect Pho...

[inspiredlivingspaces]

Kristin Mullins Designs

[gal-cir]

I've never seen her before, she's so stinking cute! 😍😊

[ink-of-a-thousand-currents]

Wisteria/Plum/Aqua

Sky/Cornflower/Maize

Turquoise/Abyss/Radioactive

[moe-broey]

Whaogh did you guys see the new Emblems...... so cool...

LMFAO this wasn't meant to be an April Fools thing, but it might be funny. I am just always rotating them in my brain...

Also it took me WAY too long to design the bracelet, and like. Idk if it's even good LMFAO, but the thoughts behind it were two wings, Askr motifs (ofc), opalite gemstone that resembles how orbs look, and two sapphires one blue one pink (REALIZING. I'VE MADE AN ERROR. I got zodiacs and birthstones mixed up. Oh well. Well at least it looks nice!) (<- Also sidenote all that info is based in the fanon August 30th bday for them lmfao!)

[wytchsbrew]

As the soft, dim lighting of an overly fancy floor lamp illuminated the man standing in the living room, Nicholas D. Wolfwood felt the overwhelming urge to cry.

Not from sadness or a feeling of grief, not from a memory of a life long left, no, but from something wholly, entirely different. Something he truly never believed himself capable of feeling after everything he'd been through.

It was late, far passed midnight, when Wolfwood had descended the stairs to poke his head out the front door for a cigarette, but the glow of light in the living room had given him pause at the bottom of the stairs.

The quiet movement in the lighting of their shared home enraptured him, made his entire body stall in the entryway like he'd turned to stone in a split second.

The year since the horrors ceased had been kind to Vash. Nicholas noticed the differences in him every day, of course, but right then, those things struck him all at once like a barrage of bullets.

As Vash stood in the middle of their living room, swaying back and forth, holding a small, orange kitten in the crook of his arm, every minute detail unfolded before him in blinding beauty, like the first time he'd ever seen them.

His hair had grown shaggy since the end, nearly to his shoulders, but tonight, he had it piled into a messy ponytail. The underneath of his hair lay pitch black, while the rest of his golden hair shined bright in the lamplight. Long, slightly unruly pieces of silken bangs fell into his impossibly blue gaze, which looked soft and free of worry, easy and gentle.

His crimson coat and impossibly tight leather outfit had been replaced by fuzzy, pink slippers, soft, cotton sleep pants that clung to every piece of his thighs and bottom and drew Nicholas's gaze, and a beige, oversized cardigan, unbuttoned and revealing his upper body. The scars still lay along his skin, but they looked... lighter, less sharp, less dire, on his new body.

A body that had grown a little softer in places. His arms still remained muscled and strong from work around the house and yard and his daily workout regime, but the abs of his stomach had grown a little less defined, a small pouch in his stomach now visible above the waistband of his pajamas. He'd been eating since they moved into their home together, smiling bright and happy each time Wolfwood lay a plate of food down in front of him. He never denied himself, not anymore. He let himself live, and it showed in every piece of his body now.

The second sleeve of his cardigan had been folded upward, showing the empty forearm no longer wearing his prosthetic. He took it off often now, and let himself be comfortable in his own skin, especially at night.

Gun replaced by a kitten. Bloodied coat replaced by pajamas. Battle hardened, terrified eyes replaced by a gaze that peered across the room at Nicholas, and softened to the point of near blinding affection.

They'd found peace.

They'd survived.

"Nick," he whispered, and his voice - even his voice - sounded happy. "Why are you awake?"

Overwhelmed, Nicholas approached him, on padding bare feet across the shining, wooden floor. Vash had but a moment of surprise on his face, before Wolfwood's hand caught his chin between his strong fingers, and he placed a warm, soft, chaste kiss onto the soft lips that parted for him.

The hands that ached to hurt and bloody and kill Vash, clawed at his skin, had been replaced, too.

By hands that curled around his lower back and pulled him flush against Wolfwood's body, cradled him and caressed him, and loved him.

And if Vash noticed the soft tears that fell down Wolfwood's cheeks as they kissed, he didn't say a word, and simply kissed him back with a smile on his lips.

[pandakong]

Botober day 6 - Thimble-sized Thunderstorm

[aprilblossomgirl]

KINNPORSCHE THE SERIES (Episode 11)

The Absence of Artificial Lighting

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

+ I wanna surprise him. | Then, surprise him. Do what only you can do. (Kinn, Tay) +

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[stardust948]

Opposite AU Fire Siblings

[loverworm]

sacred heart lino print from today

[rosie-kairi]

Scala fashion fucks so severely I had to take a crack at designing an outfit for my oc Lyra :))