My grandmother had this photo of herself as a young woman, and asked if there was anything I could do to make it clearer, and possibly remove the random kid in the background.
I figured while I had it open, I’d see about colourising it. I took a few guesses at the colours, based on traditional Macedonian and Kastorian costumes I found on Google.
Just thought it was kinda neat, so I’m sharing :)
Nick was wearing a sharp three-piece suit with a thin, green silk tie and matching handkerchief in his lapel pocket. It had likely been tailored, because it fit him perfectly. Kelly had never seen it on him before, but goddamn. Nick was watching Kelly with a small smile, one hand in a pocket.
So I maybe got bored and decided to catalogue my makeup collection and then make collages. This is a perfectly healthy and normal thing to do, right?
…after a long moment of staring, Zane knew that he was looking at a picture of a younger, wirier Ty. His hair was different, longer. He had a Van Dyke beard. His face seemed gaunt in a way. He was truly a chameleon. But it was still Ty.
Because tattoos. And scars. And reasons.
Ok, so this particular blue Honda Valkyrie is a 2014 model, making it too recent to actually be Zane’s, but I couldn’t resist.
(Bastille, Bad Blood)