#wrangler tshirts

[suddendrama]

T-shirt I designed for my best friend for his birthday…jeepsters know how special ducks are! ✌️

[goddessesgemstemufinds]

Wrangler Bleached T-Shirt

Wrangler Bleached T-Shirt

Size

2XL, 3XL, L, M, S, XL

color

pink, purple, green, blue, orange, dark gray

$25.00

[bearyconfused]

I’m crawling out of my tumblr grave to pose this concept but Tyler x Kate, Kate goes back to New York (tie up loose ends, decide what to do next, do her job, idk, I assume she’s going back to OK tho, Tyler may not tho) and she’s doing stuff in her office and hears a commotion and it’s Tyler walking in and people are asking him about El Reno and everything (1/3rd of the office have ordered tshirts before this and knew about him before the movie/Ben’s story is not out yet and the Wranglers got accidental credit for everything bc they were helping the town) and someone says “is it true you choked out the tornado?” And Tyler say “no ma’am (sir, whatever, he’s a good southern boy) that would be kate” and everybody is all “OUR KATE??” And then they kiss idk I just need tyler telling ppl outside of the plot how incredible Kate is.

[steddiewithachance]

Eddie Munson, Bug Wrangler

(Cw: Spider. Not graphic or anything scary, this ficlet is all fluff) This is for @glitterfang, one of the most brilliant authors of our generation. To my dearest pizzabones, Happy Birthday Becca. Ily.

Eddie is cozied up on his brand new couch, covered in a pile of ridiculously soft blankets, reading a captivating fantasy novel he picked up from the library down the street. Warm light is spilling out from the lamp on the side table by his head and Eddie is... so happy. He fucking loves his new apartment. He fucking loves that he has an apartment in general but especially that he's living in said apartment with his high school crush turned boyfriend, Steve Harrington. Everything just feels so soft and good and safe for the first time in his life. He sinks further down into the cushions of the couch when he hears the shower turn off in the other room. He smiles to himself.

He has the perfect seat for a night like tonight. The apartment layout is a little confusing with the living room being in between the bathroom and the bedroom, but Eddie is not complaining. He's not complaining because it means Steve has to walk through the living room and pass by Eddie in nothing but a towel to get back to the bedroom. And Eddie will never get tired of that view.

Soon enough, the bathroom door opens and out walks the most beautiful goddamn man Eddie has ever laid his eyes on. Water droplets are falling from his hair to the hardwood floor and Steve looks up when he notices he's being watched. Eddie is peaking out from the top of his book, clearly hiding a smile.

"Oh hi there." Steve greets softly. He slows down on his walk to the bedroom.

"Hi."

"You come here often?" Steve jokes.

"Nope. First time, actually," Eddie lowers his book and gives Steve a once over, "I'm sight seeing."

Steve huffs and walks into their room calling out "Be right back." Eddie sighs contentedly and looks back down at his book wondering if it's worth trying to get back into it. From the bedroom, Eddie hears something small clatter to the ground followed by a loud inhale of breath. He's expecting Steve to say something. Anything.

"Babylove? You okay?" Eddie asks while sitting up, voice laced with concern. The room is silent for a moment before Steve walks backwards out of the bedroom in boxer briefs and a tshirt. He turns to face Eddie, face pale, while continuously glancing back into the room.

"What happened?" Eddie moves the blankets off his legs. He has literally never seen Steve nervous like this, not in the face of monsters and not in the face of dangerous men. It's making him nervous, himself.

"There's. Uhm." Steve quickly whips his head around to check the room again before sheepishly looking at Eddie. Eddie gets up and walks towards Steve. He puts a hand on the small of Steve's back and leans through the door frame expecting to see something that could have rendered Steve speechless. He sees a stick of deodorant on the floor.

"What?" Eddie asks quietly, lifting his hand to cradle Steve's cheek.

"It's embarrassing," Steve concedes, deflating.

"We're so past embarrassing, babe. Tell me what's wrong?" Eddie combs Steve's wet hair back with his fingers. Steve searches Eddie's eyes. For what? He's not sure. Judgement, maybe? When Steve finds only an openly concerned expression there, he buries his face in Eddie's neck.

"There's a spider." Steve whines, his voice being muffled by the fabric of Eddie's sweatshirt. And Eddie wants to laugh. He wants to laugh because this whole time he thought Steve was this fearless god of a man. Untouchable in every way. But he is so suddenly endeared that his boy is afraid of spiders. He doesn't laugh because he understands the fragile vulnerability that Steve is trusting him with in this moment.

"Oh baby, lets get him out of here! A free loader in our brand new apartment? I don't think so." Eddie moves back and kisses Steve sweetly on the forehead before ducking to meet his eyes. "Show me where he is?" And Steve's shoulders subtly loosen in relief, glad that he's not being made fun of or maybe glad that Eddie is willing to be the bug wrangler between the two of them.

"Hold on," Eddie turns and jogs into the kitchen where he grabs a glass and an open piece of mail.

"Hurry Eddie he's moving." Steve calls out and Eddie full on giggles.

When he walks into their bedroom, and god the novelty of sharing a bedroom with Steve Harrington will never, ever wear off, Eddie sees him staring at the wall right above their nightstand. Steve turns to him with a distressed expression and points at the wall uselessly. Eddie moves forward and places the glass on the wall around the little guy. He slips the paper under the glass and carefully brings the cup away from the wall.

"Give him a name before we kick him out so we know what to call him when we warn the neighbors about the dreaded trespasser." Eddie says holding the paper tight against the glass. He's trying to make the situation as light and playful as possible. Wants Steve to know there's no reason to be embarrassed. The corner of Steve's lip lifts slightly and Eddie is glad to see it.

"Ronald." Steve decides after some internal deliberation. He makes his way to the window and slides it open.

"Reagan?"

"Yeah. Ronald Reagan." Steve agrees with a smile. Eddie beams, pleased that Steve always plays along.

"Perfect name for such a heinous creature." Eddie responds while following him. Eddie lifts the paper off of the cup and shakes the cup out so that the spider falls onto the ledge a few feet below their window. "Fuck you Ronald Reagan!" Eddie shouts out the window. Steve lets out a surprised laugh and shushes Eddie. "Say it babe!" Eddie encourages. He sets the glass on the window seal and puts his arms around Steve's waist.

"You're gonna get us in trouble, Eds." Steve nuzzles into his cheek. Eddie frees one of his hands and puts his weight into closing the window.

"Thank you." Steve tacks on after Eddie has returned to holding him.

"Please, it's a given that I'm gonna protect my baby from war criminals" Eddie whispers pressing a kiss against his eyebrow. Eddie feels the small huffs of breath against his neck when Steve laughs softly.

"No, but really. Eddie. Thank you. For not making fun of me and just always making me feel-" Steve looks at the ground so he doesn't have to meet Eddie's eyes. "Safe. No matter what. I'm sorry that I'm kind of high maintenance."

"Hey! I think you are severely underestimating just how much I'm willing to do for you." Eddie pulls Steve closer and starts swaying them where they stand. Eddie admires the sight of the warm lamplight that haloes around Steve's head. "And for the record, you're not high maintenance at all. But it would be absolutely fine with me if you were." Eddie adds.

Steve's eyebrows furrow like he's working something out in his head. He doesn't understand how much he's loved. But that's fine, Eddie will keep working at it every day. Chiseling away at Steve's walls like the most patient and dedicated sculptor there ever was.

"Let me dry your hair for you, yeah?" Eddie asks pulling Steve back out towards the bathroom. Eddie expects Steve to say something like 'it's okay. I can do it' or 'Eddie... you don't have to.' But instead he says:

"Okay." Sweet and simple. Eddie will count that as a battle won in the war of "Getting Steve to understand his worth."

[csny]

shy and silly tumblr usuer writes a comedic post about a movie without mentioning the movie title or any characters in it; 2 states over it gets reblogged by a lone wolf tumblr user, clad in a tshirt from etsy and wrangler jeans. they tag and release it. “#THIS IS SO MOVIE TITLEEEE LOL” An errant and misguided follower of theirs sips their dr pepper with remorse for a life lived slowly and prev-tags the post, as well as repeating the tag so others can see it down the chain. There is not a speck in their minds, racing and polluted with bytes and vagabond images, that the joke was set-up by an unknown party and they—successfully—understood it, yet it goes on down the chain of self congratulatory typed tags and vacant facial expressions, a joke beautiful enough to rip limb from limb but not so earth shattering that it would produce a laugh at open mic night. Elsewhere, 100 people independently tag the pitiful post as “wincest” like the fetid dog shit impeding on the edge of a forest pond after a harsh rain, all who pass can recognize its filth but leave it untouched to be slowly consumed by a blighted nature.

[calkale]

🌿👖🍪 for the ask game!

🌿 describe your favourite outfit?

my nikes that have pink charms and beads on them, my green cargo pants, a long sleeve white shirt and an oversized grey shirt overtop (its from the golf course here)

also very basic but my cowboy boots, blue jeans (wranglers 👀), white tshirt and pretty much any hoodie or sweatshirt

I also have a little heart necklace I wear almost every day, I never take my earrings out so those, and if its sunny I always have my aviations (theyre the same as mavs but not ray bans)

👖 jeans or sweatpants?

okay I love both but sweatpants, comfort is my priority

🍪 if you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

oatmeal raisin chocolate chip <3

questions

[nostalgiainpages]

Frankie Magazine Issue # 13 Oct/ Nov 2006

I don't even know what Wrangler are selling here. A tshirt? The head band? Normally jeans. A lifestyle? Yeah, the hipster lifestyle.

[holfelderwrites124]

OC Favorites

Omg, thanks for the tag, @illarian-rambling (first tag game for me)

OC Favorites

Rules: Fill out what your oc's favorite things are and add some pictures of them

OC: Euwenn Allen Gilmore

Story: The Curse, the Unbreakable series

Color: Purple (preferably darker shades) and also Green Season: Autumn Shoe Choice: whatever happens to be around (Rowan tries to train him over to dress shoes, Euwenn is hopeless) Weapon: Magic. He hates guns, finds fist-fighting to be inelegant, and much prefers using his magic to defend himself. Food: molasses cookies to much on with his tea Drink: Tea, preferably a spicy chai Style: eh, whatever happens to be easiest to grab. Jeans, usually. Tshirts? Sure. Rowan, once again, tries to get Euwenn dressed up more often. Euwenn hates it. Mode of Transportation: his green Hyundai Kona (though he does love Mirabel's Jeep Wrangler) Animal: cats! He and his partner have 2 by the end of Alabaster's Revenge, and eventually adopts another. They call the cats their "kids". Pastime: Crystals, reading, painting Breakfast: Bagel with cream cheese Personality: Euwenn is a caring, loving, thoughtful young man. He treasures life, almost to a fault. Euwenn develops into a competent fighter, with nerves of steel that shock everyone who knew him as a child/teenager. Favorite Songs: Euwenn likes to listen to celtic rock, and his favorite band is Omnia --

If you're curious about Euwenn, check out the Unbreakable series. The first chapter of The Curse is online for you to check out :)

I'm still new at this writeblr thing, so I'm not sure who to tag -- BUT if you spot this, DO IT. Honestly. Tag me and *do it*. this is an open invitation to go off about your favorite OC :)

[micotines-addiction]

father

you're gone

you've been gone to my soul for many years

but i'll always remember

how you turned to me in your '97 jeep wrangler

your hand resting on the shifter

and explained away your past

the way you'd sit

and tell me about the books you were reading

as if you had done nothing wrong

the way your eyes glazed over

after i spent a year trying to save you

and you set an amp, a box of reds, and a tumme yumme on the gas station counter

i see you in everything

i see you in every wingstop

every crab delicacy

every microwaved ramen cup

i see you

how you seemed so weak

yet threw him across the room like he was weightless

the tan cargo pants

the big lebowski tshirt that you laid on my knee as i bled and i bled and i scarred

it sits in my closet

it reeks of mildew

and marlboro reds

"you smoke now" you stated so flippantly

"i am you" the words threatened to tear through my throat

i cannot look at myself without thinking of you

i have your nose

i have your eyes

i have your scars

i avoid mirrors and the reflection of puddles

but i cant avoid your influence

the way i sleep in cars

how the engine lulls me into unconsciousness

and feel more comfortable when i sleep on couches

i see you in the green framing of my grandmothers house

i see you when my mom freaks out

i see you behind my eyes

i see you

you never saw me

you never saw me in that closet

with the purple doodle bear staring at me in shame

the sharp trinkets stabbing into me and slicing me open from under the blanket

the way you blamed me

for speaking

i see you in the men i choose

how you all don't care if i live or die

the way i would do anything to please and receive a cognisant stare of existence

please die

give me a breath of relief

please look at me

give me a breath of relief

[lookoneworld]

LOOK 56 MAX MAX WAGNER @ JAG MODELS MAX WEARS SHIRT JACKET AND TSHIRT DEPOP, JEANS WRANGLER PHOTOGRAPHED AND STYLED BY NATALIE TAUGER ART DIRECTION CHRISTINA SULPIZIO MAKEUP CHLOE GRAE HAIR ANTON ALEXANDER CASTING THE ESTABLISHMENT PRODUCTION IRIS WORLD #fashion #stylist #archive #outfit #ootd #fashionblogger #fashionweek

[alyandajstyle]

Aly & AJ’s Instagram story | 5 August 2022

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[dabbarnigam]

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[azzysdesignworks]

"Jeep Love" Shirts

Pre-order time! The super popular “Love” statue inspired design from our Jeep-mas ornaments is back. These shirts come printed white on a olive drab, high quality blended, moisture wicking unisex tee with a small TeamADW logo in white on the rear. Sizes S through XXL. All of our shirts are printed by Commonwealth Press, in the south side of Pittsburgh. Please allow for approx 2 weeks before delivery, as this is a pre-order. We are ordering the first run as of 5/16. Don't see your size? let us know.  It can be added to the next print run. We can also do bulk orders.

[rhettabbotts]

"are you wearing my shirt?" with Rhett 🙈 of course only if you're still taking prompts ❤️❤️

ps. i love your blog so much and you seem like a sweetie

back on my friends to lovers agenda!!!

it was before you and rhett started dating and you were helping cecilia cook food for the local potluck. you accidentally spilled something on your shirt and was freaking out about it staining. cecilia told you not to worry about it, that she would wash it for you.

“go grab one of the old tshirts we got in the trunk upstairs, honey!” she said to you, before continuing the baking. you rummaged through the tshirts until you found one you thought would be okay in case you made a mess again. it was a grey tshirt that had ‘coors beer’ printed on the front.

you slipped it on and headed back down the stairs, handing cecilia your shirt. she threw it in the wash and you started rolling out the pie dough. you heard rhett’s truck door slam and his boots on the porch and your heart nearly stopped. your crush on him had worsened over the past couple of months, you couldn’t even be around him without getting flustered and tripping over your words.

he walked in, wearing a white tshirt and his wranglers, hair slicked back. he saw you standing in the kitchen and smiled. he then saw the shirt you had on and he could’ve swore he almost blacked out. there you were, in his old tshirt, looking like a dream.

“is that uh… are you wearing my shirt?” he asked, gesturing his hands towards you.

you looked down and felt a flush run over your entire body. “uh yeah, i uh.. i guess i am. i spilled something on my shirt and your mom said to grab one out of the trunk and this was the first one i found.” you could feel that your face was hot and you couldn’t look him in the eyes.

“looks good on you,” he said before heading up the stairs, leaving you a mess in his family’s kitchen.

[titofrez]

”Hunk” #waitingforsomeone #coffeetime #wrangler #tshirt #citycowboy #beforedinner #cantina #citylife #urbanstyle #photobytitofrez #lightson #aftertraining #peaceandquiet #stockholm #sweden (på/i Stockholm, Sweden) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEkP7rPJ6qh/?igshid=1cun7fyorvyf8