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figdays · 9 months
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vintage lamb hair barrette // rosebudcottage
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magicalshopping · 1 year
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♡ Fuzzy Mushroom & Frog Hair Barrettes from Claire’s ♡
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yevheniiastore · 9 months
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Flowers Hair Fork. Handmade by YevheniiaShop
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buildforfun · 11 months
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aVictorianObsession.etsy.com
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babydollblueeyes · 1 year
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ballpitwitch · 7 months
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𝐊𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐮 𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐍𝐉 - 𝟏𝟎/𝟎𝟖/𝟐𝟑
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shambalaparadise · 2 years
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We love hair!
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erwinsvow · 3 months
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when rafe meets you for the first time, he feels something he’s never felt before. you’re surrounded by your pogue friends and his stupid sister, laughing at a joke jj says, pushing pope’s arm gently, making a face at kie. he stares, lost in his own mind, wondering what the hell they’re saying to make you laugh like that, make you smile like that. 
he’s leering, he knows—wishing he could pull his gaze away but having more trouble doing so than he expected. you smile all pretty at your friends, lips pink and glossy, shining in the sun enough that he can see from where’s sitting. a beer rests in his hand, droplets of condensation gathering on his fingers. he can’t drink though, he’s too distracted. 
the way you twist your hair up and clip it with something silver. the sweat gathering on your neck, along your hairline, how you wipe it with the back of your hand. one of the boys—he can’t tell which one, and he’s glad, otherwise he’d probably go over there and start throwing punches—offers you a hand to guide you into the water, presumably to cool off. 
you shake your head to say no, and sweetly is the only word he can think of to describe how you do it. to describe you, everything about you—it’s so fucking sweet, he can taste it from over here. some of the others go into the water. you stay sprawled out on your beach chair, book resting on your stomach. you fiddle with the straps of your bikini top, yellow—that’s all he can make out—before you stand up, settling the book on the chair and walking towards him. 
he’s under the shade of the little bar on the beach, watching shamelessly, thinking he should look away now that you’re walking over, at least try to play it cool. he doesn’t. he takes a long sip of his beer, putting it down with a slam, harder than he intended.
as soon as you enter the cool shade, you sigh with relief. you take out the clip and let your hair fall down how it was, strands sticking to your neck where he wishes he could lick it off. you’re not two feet from him now, can’t really ignore how he’s staring at you either. 
“can i get a lemonade, please?” you ask the bartender politely, glancing over quickly at rafe. he’s still looking, making you flush and feel even hotter all over. you turn away within a few seconds.
“spiked?” the man behind the counter asks. rafe does move his gaze, finally, to stare at the guy—trying to make sure he’s not making you feel uncomfortable. 
you shake your head and the bartender turns back to get your drink. your eyes keep wandering back to rafe—big, bad, evil rafe. the one your friends always talk about. he’s cruel, they say, violent and angry and treats them badly. just for the principle of the thing, you should hate him. so why can’t you stop your eyes from flitting back to him every few seconds?
“that’s a good idea,” rafe starts. he’s quiet, just so the two of you can hear him, but you have to lean in further. the gap is shortened to just a foot now.
“hm?” you question innocently, not hearing exactly what he said. you’re surprised he’s even talking to you. 
“s’good idea, not to get it spiked. with this sun, you’ll get sick an' tired.”
“but you’re drinking,” you comment, gesturing to the beer in his hand. it looks almost empty.
“i’m not a fucking lightweight, though, that’s the difference.” he turns to see the bartender, chopping up a lemon for your drink. he thinks he has another minute, maybe two, with you.
“how d’you figure that? you don’t even know me.”
“you can just tell.”
“yeah?”
“yeah, kid.” he holds eye contact for a second too long, and you turn away smiling, face feeling so hot, like you’ve been basking in the sun for hours. rafe thinks mission accomplished for a second, smirking, but it dissipates quickly—your drink is ready and he sees jj walking up to where you are.
“can i get a straw?” you ask again, smiling all friendly at the bartender. he grabs you one from behind the counter and peels the wrapper for you.
“kie’s not gonna like that,” jj says, smiling down at you. you look at rafe though, which makes his heart thud in his chest. he likes that, a lot, more than he should.
“well it’ll just be our little secret, then,” you say, thanking the bartender and then taking a sip of the cold drink. 
“you ready?” jj asks, ignoring the entire situation in front of him. 
“yeah, just need to pay-”
“i got it, kid,” rafe says, grabbing his wallet before you can move. you look at him curiously for a second, eyes big, pretty smile shining again. 
“wow, how generous from the millionaire. c’mon,” jj says, and you get up but you don’t want to.
“thanks, rafe,” you say, even sweeter than before. he enjoys how your name rolls off his tongue, wishes he could hear you say it again. 
“no problem,” he says quietly. jj puts his arm around your waist to guide you away, which would normally be enough to warrant at least a single punch, but you look back once, then twice, sneaking a glance back at rafe, still smiling big, bringing the straw to your mouth and sipping. “i’ll be seeing you around," he says, under his breath, just to himself.
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amethystsoda · 3 months
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Mashle 200k follower digital wallpaper and icon gifts
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bugeyedfreaks · 7 months
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So I found this Buyee auction for, I guess, 22 PPG model sheets and I’m not sure what the source for them is, but there are some interesting preview images:
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figdays · 1 year
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vintage hair barrette // rosebudcottage
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inestheunicorn · 1 month
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Cheers for my boyfriend for being my hair model in the 3rd photo! 🤣 Guys!! Thanks for the love on my first hair barrettes ever!! 🌻 as a person with thicc hair, sometimes it's tricky to find big and cute hairclips aaaand I've been wanting to try making these for so long!
These were the first designs and they're already gone, but I already have more and exciting ideas for the next hair clips ehehe 👀
Shop cute stuff here ♥
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unbound-blue · 1 year
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buildforfun · 5 months
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red silver handcrafted Victorian hair barrette
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drawthething · 1 year
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IT'S T/JJ HOUR everyone shush up and let me be. Oh frick, a school dance that actually went well? Yeah it's fanon alright
Stupid braincells stop going bonkers everytime they dance together in the outros 🙄🙄🙄
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ekingston · 6 months
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i’d agree except that i’d also argue that leading lady is the worst project and has the highest percentage of batshit fits
THE highest percentage though? i mean don’t get me wrong you get no argument from me re: the outfits that movie had her in (the head band was. an interesting choice) but. the WEALTH of bad looks supergirlcw gave her? they went to such lengths to make this objectively stunning woman look, well, like this, for one (comparatively tame!) example:
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listen. WHY
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