-The girl was getting ready to enter a door that was at the corners of the house, but before taking her first steps, she heard a growl coming from the other side that made her tremble a little with fear knowing that it was coming from the hyena that she spotted seconds ago. Gwenpool was even more scared with that strong knock of the door that the animal tried to push with so much fury and wanted to open at once. "Sh*t, it's gone" thought the girl who guessed the animal had discovered her location through the smell. The young blonde had no choice but to flee the place immediately before the hyena turned her into "ham", she would have to leave to get Harley Quinn's "head" for another day when that wild animal was not around . If this hyena went somewhere, and before Gwenpool started with her escape, something unexpected happened... she looked back when she saw the door opening and from there came that Bruce running towards her and boiling in rage and about to attack the young woman. Gwendolyn let out a scream and dodged the attack of the hyena's claws, then she ran from him as she grabbed her two katanas to fight him.-— OK! Do you want to play? So let's play you bizarre hyena! I'm not afraid of you... I mean... a little! But let's go!
❖That same night, Harley had gone out to steal fresh meat for her pet hyena, Bruce, who was at home protesting hunger and had thus far eaten a piece of sponge from the sofa to sustain this extreme hunger. The clown would have to get fresh meat for the wild animal before it started "devouring" her whole house, if that was possible. She had gotten a good deal of the food from a butcher shop where she had stolen it. And when she was about to get into the car, her attention was caught by the silhouette of a person that gradually revealed itself until the clown had a vision of a beautiful woman with long dark hair, with angelic features that resembled those of a doll, the very fair skin tone and the pair of eyes in a penetrating bluish tone. And to the blonde's surprise, the woman wasn't wearing any clothes. Harley at first thought that this was sexual abuse and then went to try to help the girl, but even so, Harley approached her slowly, but with her loaded gun in case the naked woman did something to the blonde.❖— Hey...? Lady...? Where are your clothes? Did someone do something bad to you?
❖Harley was walking home after crashing a car she had stolen. The blonde was carrying a bag full of cash and other stolen items that she had stolen from a clothing store. Her other free hand reached for the key to open the door and access the entrance. Bruce, her pet hyena, got out of the bathtub where he was sleeping after hearing noises coming from the door and having recognized the noise of the clown's pair of heels, the wild animal jumped on the blonde, knocking her to the ground and licking her face to be happy with the presence of her owner/mother. Harley started laughing and stroking the fur of the animal that soon got off her as she got up and took the bag to put it on the kitchen table and take from there a sweet called licorice, being from another store that she had stolen, to give to Bruce.❖— Aww who's mama's baby?! You are? Yeah! My cute little Bruce! Hahaha!
✵On another planet there was an alien threat where Danvers, transformed into Captain Marvel, saved the other beings of the "Sagan" race who were in danger of the arrival of the enemy race "Vykanza" who wanted to eliminate them due to a breach of the peace agreement between the two worlds without having a real reason for such a massacre. The battle was almost over and Danvers tried to convince the Vykanza to stop the act, as it wouldn't do any good to still have to sow the hatred he had for the Sagan. The blonde then, without having the chance to be heard, decided to awaken her most powerful power where she would go through their spaceship to then destroy it, exactly as she had done with one of Thanos' ships once in the last battle on planet Earth. The hero then proved to be powerful while the leader ordered all of his troops to retreat, but before they left, he also had his card up his sleeve, where he used the power of his magic staff to hit the blonde who was soon thrown far away making her stop -the gods know how- in another dimension, but how bad she knew that this dimension would be a magical place surrounded by magical beings and that the owner there was "cruel". After Danvers was thrown, she regained her strength by lifting of the lawn while patting the suit to remove the dust and dried mud that was trapped in the garment. The blonde had her vision surprised by that different scenery from other planets she frequented, her gaze passed around the place until it landed in a small lake where there was a small water fairy that was scared by her presence and went diving from there and fast . Danvers tipped her head to the side as she arched her eyebrow, she even patted her head a few times to see if she was in a magical dream, but no, that was real. The blonde then started walking through the magical forest and trying to find out where the exit was for her to return to the planet Sagan.✵
❖It was already dawn when Harley had decided to rob some stores and later hide from the police who were right on her tail, she accelerated her car even more causing the police to lose sight of her, so it didn't take long for her to reach a apartment where her idol and friend Amazon, namely Diana was staying. The blonde would run out of the car with the stolen belongings in her hands until she reached the apartment door and knocked countless times until the Amazon heard it and opened it for the clown as soon as possible before it was too late.❖
— Hey! Wonda-Woman! Wonda-Woman! Hellooo?! Are you there?! I need your help! Open the door please! Please! They want to get me! Please open it for me soon!
Tu aimes bien les films de Noël où une fille blonde à la voix aiguë, économiste à New-York, revient dans sa ville natale pour les fêtes, retrouve un ami d'enfance et décide en 3 jours de tout plaquer, de l'épouser et d'ouvrir une boutique de cupcakes ?
Tu aimes bien les films de Noël où une fille blonde à la voix aiguë, économiste à New-York, revient dans sa ville natale pour les fêtes, retrouve un ami d'enfance et décide en 3 jours de tout plaquer, de l'épouser et d'ouvrir une boutique de cupcakes ?
Je préfère ce film de Noël où un citoyen adulé d'une charmante petite ville, décide, après une promenade automnale en forêt de répandre la magie de noël, en réalisant avec sa bande organisée, un fucking kidnapping et la plus grosse fiesta de l'année.(J'espère que vous avez la ref svp).
bah évidemment.vu que j'suis brune de base, tu le vois sur mon insta que ça fait 2-3 ans que j'me laisse blonde pour rien d'autre que le fun et le changement.je devrais me le refaire d'ailleurs dans peu d'temps.même si j'ai pas la force de couper mes longs et beaux cheveux. 😔
♛ . . . S O Y E O N ⠀⠀⠀───────⟣⟡⟢ ⠀⠀⠀ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ғᴀɴ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ⠀⠀⠀⟣⟡⟢─────── Eure Komplimente haben dazu geführt, dass ich nicht mehr den Blick von meinen Haaren abwenden kann sobald ich an einem Spiegel oder sogar einem Schaufenster vorbeilaufe.Da muss Soojin wohl oder übel noch länger auf meine neue BlackHair-Ära warten,haha.Oh und btw; your beautiful eyes >>> a field full of the most beautiful flowers. ♥♥♥♥♥ ⠀⠀⠀ ─────── ❨✦❩ ───────
I dye my hair alllll the time. Actually recently it's been blonde for ages because I was struggling a bit and didn't feel up to dying it for awhile. But I recently dyed it fun colours again this week, so I feel more myself again.
Hatte mal blonde Farbe drin, dann etwas dunkler. Wollte In der Jugend etwas dunklere Farbe aber dieser Braunton war mir zu dunkel. Danach wollte ich sofort wieder helle und hab sie durch Blondierung richtig in eine Khakifarbe verwandelt 🤣😱 das war ein Highlight für mich... Nun hab ich eine Färbung mit Dunkelblond, wie meine Naturhaarfarbe und Strähnchen dazu. 🙂
Stimmt gar nicht ! Die meisten Männer finden eher brünette Frauen attraktiver 👍🏻 Sicherlich gibt es welche, die eher blonde Frauen bevorzugen, aber ich würde sagen die Mehrheit zieht brünette Frauen vor.
În clasa a 9 a mi am făcut șuvițe blonde. După am început să mă tot vopsesc, ba brunetă, ba blondă până când mi s a luat și tot la culoarea părului meu natural am ajuns. Acum mă vopsesc de nevoie fiindcă am fire albe😐. Merg tot pe culori naturale oricum, deși aș vrea să mi fac un balayage.
❖Harley was far enough away from being reached by the green woman when she was taken by surprise when she heard that monster scream wanting to take out the anger, thus making the clown stop and look back to see if the green woman was still on her tail, the blonde breathed a sigh of relief, when she suddenly felt something as if she had fallen from the sky, she raised her curious gaze as she came across the green woman who was right there above her, by the skies to want to catch the clown. Harley tried to throw herself to one side to dodge when the green woman hit the ground, making everything shake and the clown unwillingly release the stolen items that came to break next.❖— NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Look what you've done you annoying green creature!
❖Harley, still with her revolver pointed at the woman, let out a discreetly evil laugh of that threat she was already used to dealing with always. As the green woman approached, the clown provoked her.❖— Well then, come get me if you can!❖The blonde fired two shots at the woman, then took what she gave from the items that were in the shopping cart while the rest she left behind, because she couldn't take everything in her hands, she quickly climbed a net that blocked the passage of the alley, Harley laughed victoriously and then gave the woman the middle finger, thus teasing her more while now smiling mockingly.❖— Hahahaha! You don't catch me!
❖Harley tried to hide even more as soon as she saw the green creature approaching when she also decided to spy to see if the area was empty in order to continue with the escape, but it was a little too late when both were now facing each other. The blonde had already stood up with her revolver pointed in the direction of the green woman who startled her.❖— And who are you to tell me what to do with you bizarre green creature?! I do not return anything! Damn... you're green and very tall... ok! ok! Who are you? I've never seen you here before, but I have a slight feeling you must be some kind of hero, but new, did I get it right? That's why you're surrounding me... now I understand! You better not even come near me or your head will explode!
❖One afternoon, there was a robbery at a supermarket by Harley Quinn, a dangerous criminal who left her trail of damage to others wherever she went. The blonde as always gave more and more trouble to the police. With her escape being made without the use of a car, she ran away from the place quickly where she also took a shopping cart full of various items that she had inside, so she looked for a hiding place until she was able to return to her house without any problem.❖— Sh*t! I need to hide before I fuck up with the damn police again! I shouldn't have crashed that last car! ❖She said, crouching there next to an alley, looking to the sides and where she hit her forehead with her hand, taking out all her frustration on it, which brought her a sigh afterwards.❖
women.. they are complex creatures ...they spend on their looks, cosmetic surgeries, constantly changing what made my ALMIGHTY. I mean born with black hair will change it into blonde, blonde will change it to some other color, now they run for one to two and now rainbow hair.eyebrows plucked, shaped, trillion types just the differey stlye of what they naturally have. increase decreasing body sizes,changing skin and eye colors, with no AIM TO EARN, THEY ARE BORN TO SPEND.they believe spending makes them look cool, dating a multi millionaire makes you cool, living with a guy that owns a villa makes you look cool, a fancy birthday with a guy to pay bills makes you look cool.while these dumb heads dont knowearning on your own makes you look more worthy.the car YOU OWN WITH YOUR MONEY MAKES YOU COOL.the assets you build on your own makes you cool. bloody brown culture, and nonsense women! still ya all fell for the bitches who sell their beauty to be by your side. 🤣you are all like pets to each other!
❖Just being in that pleasant company of the yakuza that she was beginning to consider a friend, Harley felt more comfortable repeating that round of alcohol, however, with another flavor: Whiskey, her favorite, which seemed to call the blonde to consume it, but that she didn't want to give Majima trouble afterwards when she fell into total inebriation, so she reluctantly pushed a bottle of the aforementioned drink a little way away from the counter she was leaning against and continued to hold the thread of the conversation between them. Every now and then she remembered the fight scene that, while forcing her to have a huge shiver down her spine, somehow brought her a certain relief that the yakuza was still breathing; Damn Joker; she thought. Harley then noticed the happy expression on Majima's face, as if he didn't remember anything from that day, allowing her to open an amused smile, but grateful to know that he didn't hold any anger towards her about it. She then let herself be carried away by the light laugh that escaped her lips when she heard his comment and felt a slight tingle on her cheeks that were discreetly blushing.❖— Aww... so I'm flattered by this comment, especially coming from a yakuza heartthrob! Hahaha!❖She said laughing mischievously as she retorted his comment in a teasing and playful way, waiting for some reaction. A few seconds later when Harley shot such a question about the man's eye patch, she felt a slight tension that made her undo her smile very slowly when she noticed it starting to get weird. The blonde then discreetly bit her lower lip thinking about having asked something she shouldn't have; Shit, you should have shut up, bi**ch; She thought or perhaps the voices that surrounded her head at that moment. Harley shouldn't have asked such a personal thing, so personal that it seemed to embarrass others, but it was something she had no control over, her tongue was stubborn. She swallowed hard as she listened intently to the details of the yakuza's eye loss, then returned to a friendly smile on her lips, holding her blue gaze to his lonely gaze.❖— You apparently are handsome anyway, and even though you lost an eye, you didn't lose your charm and charisma!❖Said the blonde smiling in a sincere tone in her voice as she was starting to gain confidence from him.❖— So, would you like to go somewhere else after here? I don't care if we "scare" more people on the way. I've even gotten used to my nickname "The little monster of Gotham". Hahahaha!❖She said jokingly, despite being seen by other people that way, but that she always managed to bring some positivity into it.❖
Yes, I caught a glimpse of the golden street pathway shining brilliantly as I walked along it while surrounded by cloud mist. I saw a pearl-colored stairway embedded with semi-marbled smooth and shiny stones gleaming as I stepped forward and walked to the heavens on those stairs. I've also seen an angel guarding a palace in a white long-sleeved robe gown with a golden sash belt and long beautiful wavy blonde hair. I completely agree that the gold of God's heavenly kingdom cannot be compared to the gold of this earth. After I finished praying, I had a God-given dream that will undoubtedly be remembered. I recall it vividly around the spring of 2016.
...) returned to the present moment, choosing not to deal with them quite yet. Wondering just how long she could delay them before she would have to face it. Her gaze again drifting south, lips in a devilish grin as she watched Damon's fingers dancing on her thigh. Finally, his eyes left hers and his focus was no longer robbing her of air. She quickly caught her breath and took in her surroundings once more. "Stay in the car." She demanded, her lips a seductive smirk as her eyebrows arched provocatively. The car had stopped and Katherine exited, making a point of swaying her hips as she moved ahead, towards their chosen victim. Eyeing the blonde man that left the car, she'd dare say he looked close enough to a Matt Donovon type but he lacked his charm. "Hi," she started, in a voice almost unfamiliar compared to her own, it was nearly Elena-ish. "Any chance you can help me out here?" Just like that she had his attention. Of course she could have compelled him but Katherine would never willingly miss a chance to seduce another man in front of Damon. His jealousy was just too amusing for her, not to mention such a turn on. The man flashed her a grin, eyeing her up and down almost unconsciously. "I hate to be that girl but my car refuses to start, could you maybe give me a hand?" She continued and lunch was hooked. "Sure thing.. miss?" "Sarah." She continued, offering her hand to shake his but keeping the closure after the hand shake was finished. It was so clear she was seducing him. They walked closer and closer back to the car as he asked what's a gorgeous woman like herself was doing alone, too intrigued by the brunette to even check the car for another person. Meanwhile Katherine simply wondered if Damon's patience would stretch thin enough till they even reach the car.
Die Stimme riss ‘Jeanne’ aus ihren eigenen Gedanken. Sie ließ nicht auf sich warten um die blonde Abenteurerin in ihre Arme zu ziehen und fest an sich zu drücken. Nach ihrem Unfall war es Lumine die ihr dabei geholfen hat zu entkommen. „Lumi! Es ist so schön dich wiederzusehen!” Ein ehrliches Lächeln lag auf ihren Lippen während sie die Schwertkämpferin von ihrer Umarmung befreite. „Ich begleite dich und Paimon sehr gerne auf der Reise! Zumal bin ich dir das schuldig.” Neugierig blickte die Magierin nun über die Schulter ihrer Freundin hinweg. „Apropos Paimon, wo ist die kleine Zicke eigentlich?”
En ce moment je laisse repousser ma couleur naturelle.Du brun, passant par le rouge, etc.. ça fait des années maintenant que je me vois blonde. Je ne saurais pas quoi faire d’autre en terme de coupe ou de couleur même si ça me traverse souvent l’esprit et que j’aimerais changer.. donc si vous avez des idées !
▫️ Elle Woods z Legally Blonde. Sana tak, jak Elle czasami może wydawać się taką głupiutką kobietą, ale w rzeczywistości jest naprawdę mądra i bystra. Jest bardzo optymistyczna, opiekuńcza i potrafi zachęcić innych do pracy, kiedy już kończą im się siły. Zna swoje mocne strony i jest pewna swoich umiejętności. Poza tym nigdy nie pozwala, by opinie innych powstrzymały ją przed uzyskaniem tego, czego chce.
Do you think the "Y2K" is problematic? I saw a post on instagram about all the trends coming back and people were complaining that we shouldn't glorify that period bc those were some toxic times, when if u werent a tall, skinny, blonde white chick (the paris hilton type) you'd be considered ugly.
I don't much care for fashion trends either way, but I'd like to point out that as a "skinny blonde chick" growing up in that era wasn't kind to me either. People think because Paris Hilton & Co were "in" that everyone who was skinny were seen as attractive and had a good time, that's just not the case.
5 апреля 2022 года песня "Мальчик на девятке" российской певицы DEAD BLONDE была использована в саундтреке четвёртого сезона британского телесериала "Убивая Еву". Песня прозвучала в эпизоде, где сотрудник британской контрразведки и друг главной героини Евы, Билл Парагрейв танцует под данный трэк.
beberapa kali cat rambut sendiri ngide bgt, pertama warna brown, krn ngerasa kurang nyala akhirnya di timpa lagi warna brown (memilih tdk bleach krn takut rambut rusak say). lalu hasilnya malah jd terlalu jreng kalo kena matahari, kaya jamet masa. Jd kemarin baru di timpa lagi pake ash blonde, jadi agak kalem gitu warnanya. Masih mengumpulkan keberanian ni buat bleaching spy bisa cat di salon aja huhu
I have some mustard yellow clothes, they look really nice when I have blonde hair. But they clash so bad when I have vibrant/coloured hair. So I don't get to wear them that often throughout the year ha.
Uff ääähm… 🤔😄 Ich versuche ja, mich wenig zu fragen, was andere über mich denken. Und noch wichtiger, selber weniger, möglichst fast gar nicht mehr, über andere zu denken. Aber dir zuliebe denke ich da mal jetzt drüber nach…Also folgendes: Ich bin halt keine konstante Person. Es gibt allein schon die Versionen „Arbeit“ und „Privat“ von mir. Und dazu kommt dann halt (besonders bei privat) immer noch die tägliche Stimmung, worauf habe ich Lust und so. Also „Arbeit“ wird vermutlich als jung, freundlich, eventuell langweilig, aber gepflegt und „normal“ wahrgenommen. (..? I guess? 😅) Und bei „Privat“ reicht die Spanne halt von normal, langweilig, omahaft bis gruselig, nuttig, eklig, ranzig, assi, niedlich, einfach nur seltsam 🤨🤷♀️ Es kommt ja auch sehr auf die Person an, die mich sieht und judget. Ein Teenager findet meinen mall goth Look vielleicht ganz cool, aber Omma denkt sich, Scheiß Knochenlutscher! Was soll das denn? Es ist doch noch gar nicht Halloween! 😂 Nein, keine Ahnung, alles nur Klischees. Ich denke, die meiste Zeit bin ich einfach „normal“ unterwegs. Ich bin unauffällig aber eben irgendwie auch doch nicht. Ich weiß nicht! Eklige Typen sehen mich jedenfalls immer und denken sich, „Ja, die sieht so aus, als möchte sie unbedingt von mir angesprochen werden! 😊💪“ 😑😩😩😩 Groß, die Leute nehmen mich als groß war. 😄 Große, freundliche, blonde Frau. Keine Ahnung. lol Ich versage an dieser Frage. 😂Große, freundliche, blonde Frau ist okay für mich, falls die Leute mich so sehen. Ich weiß es doch nicht! 😄 Assi oder linke Szene wären auch okay für mich, wenn man mich da rein stecken würde. Und Öko, Hippie, sowas. Man darf auch schick oder cool finden, was ich trage. Nur bitte keine weiteren Interpretationen treffen. Ich möchte gar nicht, dass andere sich viele Gedanken über mein Äußeres machen, denke ich. (Auf der Arbeit als kompetent wahrgenommen zu werden, ist wünschenswert. Freundlich usw. ist da natürlich auch vollkommen in Ordnung.) Also einfach „jo, da ist ne Person, alles klar“, denke, das reicht mir schon ungefähr fast. idk… 😄 Achtet nicht aufs Äußere, Leute! 😂
Напишу про музыку, которую люблю, в целом. Поп (разных периодов), дрим-поп, роцк, психоделия, альтернатива, электронная, шугейз, пост-панк, дискотека 80-х. Всякая разная вообще. Mazzy Star, London Grammar, Pink Floyd, My Bloody Valentine, Radiohead, Sonic Youth, Cocteau Twins, The Verve, New Order, Lana Del Rey, IO Echo, Joy Division, Moby, The Irrepressibles, Asylum Party, The Velvet Underground, Blonde Redhead, Phantogram, Dum Dum Girls, Death in June, Supertramp, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Yoko Kanno, Ioanna Gika, Tame Impala, Death Grips, The Brian Jonestown Massacre, Vast, Bauhaus, I Break Horses, M83, IO Echo, Ulrich Schnauss, Ladytron, Bert Jansch, Wolf Alice, Still Corners, The Horrors, …
Je te souhaite d'être heureux. On choisit pas de naître mais arrêtons d'en vouloir à la terre entière pour nous avoir construit de manière bancale. On fait du mal parce qu'on a eu mal, quand on était que des mômes. Tous les bébés naissent avec des étoiles dans les yeux, t'as le droit d'être heureux
Mais je suis déjà heureux. Il est 20h quand je regagne la liberté, après 9h de service intense. L’air d’une rare douceur et mes poches copieusement remplie m’engagent bientôt à faire honneur à la nuit. Je débute par un bon restaurant. Seul. Il fait si bon que je ne ressens pas la solitude. Les femmes sont si belles que j’en oublie celle que j’aime. Du moins, partiellement. La douleur et le vide demeurent. Et puis, je pense à elle. Mon âme est rongé par les regrets de mes silences, et par la culpabilité de ce que j’ai dévoilé. Ainsi, lorsque ma bouteille de blanc arrive à ma table, je lève mon verre. Et je promet, je jure, que c’était la dernière femme à qui je donnais les clefs de mon sombre intérieur. Le mystère est plus rentable. Autrement, on perd la seule qu’on aurait voulu garder près de nous. Je vide la bouteille, et savoure l’ivresse du vin blanc. Attablée non loin, une magnifique blonde de 30 ans passé ne cesse de me regarder. Je lui rend chacun de ses regards en la déshabillant des yeux. Mais je sais, que l’affaire n’ira guère plus loin. Sa beauté indique le couple, et le sujet de conversation qu’elle entretient avec ses deux copines est seulement porté sur la luxure. Sa vie l’ennuie. La faim tiraille son entre jambe. Il lui plaît infiniment de se sentir désiré par un jeune homme, fougueux et séducteur, qui pour le temps d’une nuit, lui donnerait l’impression d’avoir encore 25 ans. Pour elle, je suis une idée. Une pulsion. L’interdit qu’elle envisage mais ne franchira jamais. Il n’y a point assez de vices au fond de ses prunelles bleues. Je paye l’addition, on se dit adieu avec les yeux. Passablement déchiré, j’organise la suite des hostilités. Une bouteille de vodka, un peu de came, et une brune de 27 ans sont utilisé jusqu’à 4h du matin. La brune rentre chez elle, mais j’ai encore faim. C’est une blonde de 18 ans qui la remplace, dans des draps encore humides de tout ce que le corps humain peut sécréter en pratiquant la chaire. Je souille cette deuxième grisette jusqu’à 9h du matin, et m’endors dans ses bras. Parce que même les monstres ont besoin de tendresse. C’est ainsi le bonheur, la plénitude, la satiété. C’est vivre chaque jour comme le dernier. Dans la passion, dans l’excès. D’un débauché heureux. Santé.
I am blonde all my life but I like comb. blue eyes & black hair, so in my age 30 I colored my hair into dark and after question of my 3 y.o. son 👉 Who are you and where is my mom? 👈 I changed it back to blonde after one week 😂😅
*That's going to go interesting* *She watches as the demon melds back into his partner @Stoicviolet shadow and the blonde teen crosses the rooftops with a fair amount of ease, seems like he's done something like this before, using the height advantage to snipe out both Monokuma bots, and Despair stricken people with his bow*