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Best HD Lace Wigs: Your Ultimate Guide to Flawless Natural Hair

HD lace wigs have revolutionized the beauty industry by offering wearers a seamless, natural look. These wigs are crafted from high-definition lace, which is thinner and more transparent than traditional lace, making them undetectable when worn. Whether you're new to wigs or a seasoned wearer, this guide will help you understand why best HD lace wigs are the choice for achieving that flawless, natural hairstyle.

In this blog, we’ll explore everything you need to know about HD lace wigs, including their benefits, how to choose the best one, and essential tips for care. Let's dive in!

What are HD Lace Wigs?

HD (High Definition) lace wigs are made from ultra-thin Swiss lace that blends seamlessly with your scalp, giving the appearance of a natural hairline. The thinness and transparency of the lace make it nearly invisible, making HD lace wigs ideal for those who want a wig that looks realistic.

Key Features of HD Lace Wigs:

Ultra-Thin Lace: The lace is much finer than regular lace, making it nearly undetectable on your scalp.

Natural Hairline: Creates a flawless hairline, perfect for those seeking a realistic look.

Comfortable to Wear: The thin lace material allows your scalp to breathe, offering all-day comfort.

Customizable: You can bleach the knots and tint the lace for a more tailored look.

Why Choose HD Lace Wigs?

If you're on the fence about purchasing an HD lace wig, here are some compelling reasons to consider:

1. Natural Appearance

HD lace wigs give the most realistic look, thanks to the sheer lace that blends into your skin seamlessly. Whether you're wearing a middle part, side part, or a ponytail, your hairline will look natural, boosting your confidence.

2. Lightweight and Breathable

The thin lace of an HD wig makes it lightweight and breathable, ensuring you don’t feel overheated or uncomfortable, even during long wear. This is especially beneficial in warmer climates or when wearing wigs for extended periods.

3. Versatility in Styling

With an HD lace wig, you can experiment with different hairstyles without worrying about exposing the lace. The transparent lace ensures your partings, up-dos, and curls all look natural.

4. Customization

HD lace wigs allow for easy customization. You can bleach the knots or tint the lace to perfectly match your scalp, ensuring an undetectable hairline. This level of customization makes HD lace wigs a popular choice among celebrities and influencers.

5. Durability

When taken care of properly, HD lace wigs can last a long time. Despite being thinner than other lace wigs, they are durable and can withstand regular use with the right maintenance.

How to Choose the Best HD Lace Wigs

Choosing the best HD lace wig can be overwhelming with so many options available. Here's what to consider:

1. Hair Type

HD lace wigs come in different hair types, such as synthetic and human hair. For a more natural look and feel, human hair HD lace wigs are a great option. They can be styled with heat tools, dyed, and customized to suit your preferences.

2. Hair Texture

HD lace wigs are available in various textures, including straight, wavy, curly, and kinky. Choose a texture that complements your natural hair or matches the look you’re aiming for.

3. Wig Density

Wig density refers to how thick the hair is on the wig. A density of 130% is standard and gives a natural, lightweight appearance. For a fuller look, you can opt for densities between 150% to 180%.

4. Lace Color

Ensure the lace color matches your skin tone for a flawless finish. Most HD lace wigs come in transparent lace, which is suitable for all skin tones, but tinting the lace can help achieve an even more seamless look.

5. Cap Size

HD lace wigs come with adjustable straps to fit different head sizes. Ensure you choose a wig with a cap size that fits snugly and comfortably on your head.

How to Install HD Lace Wigs

Installing an HD lace wig is relatively simple, but for the best results, follow these steps:

Step 1: Prepare Your Hair

Before applying the wig, ensure your natural hair is flat. Braiding your hair or wearing a wig cap can help achieve a smooth base.

Step 2: Apply the Wig

Place the HD lace wig on your head and adjust the position until it aligns with your natural hairline.

Step 3: Secure the Wig

Use adhesive or wig tape to secure the wig. You can also use an elastic band for additional hold.

Step 4: Customize the Hairline

To make the wig look even more natural, trim the excess lace and pluck a few hairs from the front to create a less uniform hairline.

Step 5: Style as Desired

Once the wig is secured, style it as you prefer. HD lace wigs allow for versatility, so feel free to experiment with different looks.

How to Care for HD Lace Wigs

Proper care is essential for extending the lifespan of your HD lace wig. Here are some tips:

1. Regular Washing

Wash your wig with a sulfate-free shampoo and conditioner to keep the hair clean and moisturized. Avoid over-washing as this can cause the wig to become dry.

2. Detangle Gently

Use a wide-tooth comb or a wig brush to detangle your wig, starting from the ends and working your way up to prevent shedding.

3. Store Properly

When not in use, store your wig on a mannequin head or a wig stand to maintain its shape and prevent tangling.

4. Avoid Excessive Heat

While human hair HD lace wigs can be styled with heat, excessive heat can damage the hair. Always use a heat protectant and avoid using high temperatures.

Where to Buy the Best HD Lace Wigs

When it comes to purchasing the best HD lace wigs, consider these trusted retailers:

Online Beauty Stores: Websites like HairLaidy, Amazon, and AliExpress offer a wide range of HD lace wigs in different styles, textures, and price points.

Specialty Wig Shops: For personalized service and the ability to try on wigs before purchasing, visit a specialty wig shop.

Beauty Supply Stores: Many local beauty supply stores now carry high-quality HD lace wigs for immediate purchase.

Final Thoughts

HD lace wigs offer the best combination of comfort, natural appearance, and versatility. Whether you want a subtle everyday look or a glamorous style for special occasions, HD lace wigs deliver flawless results. With proper care and installation, your wig can look fresh and last for a long time.

By considering the tips and factors mentioned above, you can confidently choose the best HD lace wig that suits your needs and enhances your beauty effortlessly.

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Unleash Your Beauty with the Best Wholesale Brazilian Straight Hair Bundles

First, let's talk about the quality of hair you should look for when shopping for wholesale Brazilian straight hair bundles. Look for hair that is 100% human hair, as this will give you the best results in terms of both durability and appearance. You should also look for hair that is soft, smooth, and free of tangles and knots. This will ensure that your hair extensions look and feel natural and will last for a long time.

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Request for Anon!

Hellooo lovely people! Sorry to keep you waiting, literally all year, but I'm back! I had a lot of fun with these because I've been in such a big Maji' mood <3 hope y'all enjoy!

Romantic Majima HCs ♡

WARNINGS/NOTES: NSFW under the cut, gender neutral reader w AFAB anatomy, Y1+ Maji' in mind but some hcs can still work for Y0 :3

REQUEST STATUS: Open!

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SFW

• Loves claw games, will win everything in the machine for you if you ask. On second thought, Majima would do ANYTHING for you if you asked

• Doesn't matter how long you've been together, Majima will always be flirting with you. He'll always finding something about you to compliment and makes extra sure that you know you're loved by him <3

• Plans the most sporadic dates. Always jumping the question when you least expect it. He found this neat looking sushi place a couple blocks from your place, what about dinner at 8? Tonight? Of course, tonight! He saw some kids eating some ice cream just now and it sounded perfect! You're not busy, right? Let's go!

• If you've got a job with the public, you know he's skipping out on his duties to come visit you. You work in retail, he's holding up the line to flirt and swoon over you. Your boss hates him

• He can't let anyone know that he's the biggest sap over his s/o. You've got him wrapped around your finger, Majima isn't sure if he enjoys it or not.

• Favorite moments are early in the morning, when you both first wake up. It's so domestic. Loves getting to cook breakfast with you, holding you close from behind and smooching you up <3 his kisses taste like coffee

• Plays into the "Mad Dog" nickname a lot, calling himself your "guard dog" and being positively feral and the slightest bit protective over you.

• Loves to bite. Anywhere. He'll leave marks, and end up maybe getting punished because he left a big ass hickey where clothes don't cover it

• Loves loves LOVES to cuddle. His favorite place to rest his head is your chest. Or your thighs, he ain't picky. He could cuddle you all day if you'd let him, especially after a bad day at work. Your fingers in his hair is an absolute dream

• Sings in the shower

• Has a notebook of important dates that he always keeps on him, so he doesn't forget them! Some dates include your birthday, and your anniversary of course!

• Turns into a big baby when allergies kick in. Now he's got you around, he begs you to take care of him. Let him bundle up in your bed, feed him some warm soup, massage his jaw when it starts to ache, won't you? You just love him so much, right~?

NSFW

• Okayyyyy.... Maybe it's a little indulgent... But he'd be so down to try pet play. Probably prefers calling you his little kitty/puppy, but it feels pretty damn good the other way around, too

• As much as it hurts to say. Look at him. I don't remember seeing a spec of hair on him, minus the facial hair. That mf waxes. Brazilian. And if I am misremembering... It just feels in character, ok

• Loves to see you dress up. Loves to see anyone in a suit or dress, if it's a special occasion he will find some place to drag you to so he can show you one hell of a time. Oh, the risk of getting caught? Just adds to the thrill, doesn't it?

• Switchhhh. Through and through. Can be a big bully, or he can be a big ole masochist. Loves pleasing, loves being pleased. Majima in the bedroom is very 50/50, everyone is happy

• Fav place to cum is. Anywhere on you. Ass, stomach, face. Will he clean it up... Probably. If you tell him to.

• LISTEN.... He's down for some freaky stuff... If you tell him to lick it up, he just might. He's always been pretty unpredictable, hasn't he?

• Loves rough sex. Nothing better. However he does have his softer spells. Will go easy on you if you ask. But you better beg, he loves listening to that sweet, sweet voice of yours

• All of my faves have voice kinks. Because I said so. Solidarity k 🤝

• Like mentioned he can get pretty cuddly afterwards, but he can still take care of you if you're wiped out. Just get ready for some hugs and a whole lot of smooching

• Okay. Crossdressing. Are you surprised. Making him wear dresses, making you wear something you normally don't.. just something about it

• ALSO. ROLE 👏 PLAY 👏 HE WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND FUCK YOU HARD AS THE HANNYA MAN. AS A POLICE OFFICER. GOROMI... WHOEVER. OK

[melanieph321]

Gabriel Medina x Black Reader - My Heart Belongs To You

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I have a new crush, and it's my job to force him upon you too. 🤭🙈

Reader is in Paris trying to book another modeling gig. While there she takes her time to meet up with her long distance boyfriend Gabriel Medina, who has just secured a bronze medal in surfing at the Paris Olympics.

Enjoy!

You were late. Very late. Your heels clicked against the stone covered streets in Paris in search of a bar called La République. You had never heard of such a bar, and you knew Paris. Either way, it's where your boyfriend, Gabriel, told you to meet up with him and his friends. And by friends, he meant the entire Brazilian olympic squad.

"Y/N, you made it!"

The people in the bar, along with Gabriel, turned their heads upon your arrival. You stepped through the door, recognizing neither of the dozen faces staring back at you. Except for Rebeca Andrade. The Olympic gymnast whom you may or may not have cheered for like a maniac after witnessing her gold winning floor routine the other day. You were a big fan. The biggest. If it wasn't for your early career in modeling, you would have begged your parents to sign you up for gymnastics instead.

"Can I kiss you?" Gabriel grinned. "Or would that ruin your makeup?"

"No, it wouldn't. And It's actually the way we normally greet each other in—"

You were brought back. Gabriel catching the back of your head in his hand, tilting your body backward before planting a lingering kissing on your lips. It was swift but sweet, laced with a longing for you.

"Come on," He whispered as he pulled you back. "Let me introduce you to everyone."

Gabriel draped an arm around your shoulders, shuffling you towards the bundle of athletes having a laugh and drinking beer. "Everyone, this is Y/N, my girlfriend. Y/N, meet everyone."

You waved awkwardly. "Hi everyone."   

Despite their reassuring smiles, you couldn't help but feel a bit out of place. You were most definitely overdressed for such a gathering. La République was more or less a dive bar. Most of the athletes, including Gabriel, looked fresh off the field, wearing colorful tracksuits, sporting the Brazilian flag. You, on the other hand, wore lavish leather pants, a designer bag, and shoes to match. You had just come from a whole day of modeling castings here in Paris. And frankly, your feet were killing you. However, Gabriel insisted you'd come tonight. He was so excited to show off his bronze medal in surfing. Although he wanted nothing more than to bring home the gold, just getting to represent his home country at such a major event was truly what drove him. You really admired him for that. Really, really admired him...

"Você sabe... Gabriel não conseguia parar de falar sobre você enquanto estávamos fora." (You know... Gabriel couldn't stop talking about you while we were away.)

"Huh?"

You snapped out your mesmerized trans. You were watching Gabriel as he stood across from you in the bar, laughing with his friends over a pint of beer. A woman with bleached blonde hair appeared before you, her blue eyes regarding you curiously. You were caught fantasizing about your boyfriend.

"I'm sorry." You blushed.

"It's all good. The name is Tatiana." She offered a hand for you to shake. "I was with Gaby surfing in Tahiti."

"Of course you were. Nice to finally meet you."

"Don't mind me." She grinned and moved to stand next to you, joining the admiration of your boyfriend.

His brimming smile lit up the whole room, along with his new found tanned skin and voluminous dark locks.

"Ele é um exibicionista, não é?" (He's such a show off, isn't he?) Tatiana laughed. Her brazilian accent was thick. But not as thick as other people in the bar, some whom you failed to understand a word of what they were saying. Especially after a few drinks.

"We all wanted Gaby to win the gold. Turns out he has the real prize at home."

"He does?"

"Yeah, it's you."

"Me?"

She smiled. "Like I said, he wouldn't stop going on about you while we were staying in Tahiti. João even tells me that you guys were FaceTiming a lot. So much that he was forced to sleep outside of his and Gaby's shared hotel room one night.

"Oh." Instant heat dabbed your cheeks.

"Don't worry." Tatiana laughed. "We all love it for him. Gaby deserves to have someone like you, someone who makes him happy again. However, it's been a long time since I've seen him this happy."

It was true. Gabriel told you about the dark period in his life going through a nasty divorce with his ex-wife. After only two years of marriage.

"We all worried for Gaby during this time." Tatiana reminisced. "It really fucked him mentally, affecting the way he surfed and his motivation to even surf."

"It did?"

"Yes. Luckily he met you."

You admired her for telling you this. For telling you how happy Gabriel was with your relationship. Believe it or not, but you hadn't seen Gabriel for six months while he was preparing to go to Tahiti, where the olympic surfing events were being held. During this time, the two of you had to settle for late night FaceTime calls, while he was all the way over in Brazil and you in Portugal, where you were originally from. A tormenting time for the two of you, having just gotten used to juggling your busy careers.

Being in a long-distance relationship really didn't make things easier. Sometimes, you thought Gabriel should go for a girl more like Tatiana, a surfer. Then a girl like you, making a living traveling the world, rushing through the streets of luxurious cities just to get your face on the cover of some fashion magazine.

"Either way, I just wanted to let you know how happy Gaby was when you told him that you were coming to see him in Paris. We all had to endure an early flight from Tahiti just to shut him up. I'm still hungover from the olympic medal ceremony."

"Right, congratulations." Tatiana got silver for her performance in the women's individual surfing, making it two surfing medals for Brazil.

"Nice to meet you, Y/N." She shook your hand once more. "I hope to see you soon."

The two of you were left acquainted, her kind words restoring your mood for the reminder of the night. You had a good time with Gabriel and his friends. At the end of the night, you even managed to slip Rebeca a used napkin to sign her autograph on. The expression on her face was priceless. However, you were never throwing that napkin away.

"Don't you want my autograph?" Gabriel said, seeing how you victoriously waved the napkin around the streets of Paris. He was walking you back to your hotel, your hand held tightly in his.

"No. Why would I want that?"

"Ouch." He clenching his heart with his hand. "I thought my girlfriend would be more proud to see me more than any other athlete."

"Oh, baby. Don't tell me you're jealous?"

"Jealous?" He snorted. "Of a stained napkin with some gold medalist autograph scribbled down on it?"

"Some gold medalist?"

You stopped in your tracks. Gabriel turned to you, unsuccessfully hiding the twitch of his lips. "Okay, fine...." He sighed. "Of course I'm jealous. While you were at it, you should have gotten me an autograph. I love Rebeca. She's amazing."

"Right! God, I wish I could flip in the air like she can."

"You should try."

"And break my neck during the attempt. I don't think so."

"Not on land." He laughed. "I meant in the water. Like I do with my surfboard."

"Yeah, it's still a no for me."

"I could teach you."

"How? I would die."

"Nah." He pulled your arm, tugging you towards him. "You'd be in safe hands." Gabriel wrapped his arms around your waist, craddling your body by pulling you close. Your back against his front. For a moment, you remained like that. Hugging in the street.

You stood in the middle of the Champs-Élysées boulevard. Now abandoned. The luxurious shops that decorated the streets displayed some of the world's most expensive fashion collections. From stylish haute couture to flamboyant patterned handbags. Here, you found fashion giants like Dior and Louis Vuitton. Not to mention Saint Laurent, who you hoped to hear from after today's castings. It would be a dream come true to walk in one of their fashion shows one day.

"What are you thinking about?" Gabriel's lips pressed against your ear, his breath warm and welcoming.

"I really wish I could work here someday."

"Where, in Paris?"

"Mhmm."

Gabriel tilted his head regarding the manekins displayed in the window shop before you. To him, they were probably just that, manekins, wearing questionable outfits.

"You will." He whispered.

"Will what?"

"Work here some day." His face nuzzled into the crook of your neck, his lips finding your pulse. You sighed, surrendering to his soft kisses, tilting your head back against his shoulder. For a moment, you allowed his touch to distract you. To drift you away to a relm where time did not exist. Just the two of you. You and Gabriel. His rough hands roamed your body, easing their way down your stomach, his fingertips slipping under the belt of your leather pants.

"Wait!" You stiffened.

Gabriel pulled back to check on you. "What?"

"I need to get back to my hotel. I have a lot to do tomorrow."

"Erm...can I come?" He chuckled.

You stared at him blankly, pushing back the panic that rose within you.

"Y/N, is everything alright?"

You shook your head. "No."

"No?"

"No."

"Well, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? You're going back to Brazil the day after tomorrow, that's what's wrong." You wiggled out of Gabriel's embrace, attempting to escape from him by making your way down the boulevard.

"Y/N, wait!" Gabriel rushed to catch up with you, a troubled expression on his face.

"Don't look at me like that."

"Like what?"

"Like what I said isn't the truth."

"That I'm going back to Brazil?" He frowned. "I thought I told you that over the phone."

"Well...if you're leaving so soon, why did you even bother coming to see me at all?"

"Y/N."

"Don't..." You took a step back, avoiding Gabriel's attempt to console you. You  hugged yourself tightly, the cold night nipping at your skin. "What's even the point of this, of us? I hate having to miss you. It hurts so much."

"It hurts me too." He mumbled. "Trust me, Y/N, I want nothing but to come home to you every night. To be committed to you in every way possible. But I...can't." He lowered his head. His feet shuffling something invisible on the ground. "Trust me." The night breeze stirring his dark locks. "I would... Marry you."

"Baby?" 

Gabriel's eyes were glossy, looking up at you. His lips trembling slightly. You stepped up to him. Your hands settled on each side of his face. He shut his eyes, allowing the tears to run down his cheeks. "I want to marry you. I will marry you someday. I just need to—"

"No."

His eyes reopened. "No?"

You shook your head. "No. Marriage is not what's important to me."

"No. What is then?"

"This." You shrugged. "Being here with you in the city of love. I just hate missing you  that's all."

Gabriel made the effort to dry his tears, lowering your hands from his face. "But we're in love, aren't we?"

"Is that a trick question?" You laughed. Gabriel, however, did not laugh.

"I love you, Y/N." His words sent a spark to your heart. "I love you because you make me the happiest I've ever been. I'm just afraid that I'll depend on you to make me happy all the time. I have to be able to feel happiness on my own, and until I can do that, I don't want us to rush into anything. It would mean making the same mistake as I've made before. And I really don't want to lose you too."

"Okay."

"Okay?"

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pushing yourself up on your toes in order to peck his lips. "Okay." You whispered, your lips brushing against his.

Gabriel's arms wrapped around your waist, his forehead settling against yours. "Can I take you back to your hotel now?"

"Yes, take me back."

He took you back to your hotel, the Eiffel Tower spotted from the outskirts of the window in your room. The window which Gabriel went to close the curtains, his naked silhouette reflected in the moonlight as he did. He then moved in the dark towards your bed. His hands pressed down on the sheets, tracing the outlines of your body.

"Meu coração." 

He crawled to lay on top of you, his hands finding your hips under the covers, and his mouth....his mouth found your lower ribs as he made his way upwards, tracing kisses until his lips pressed against your lips. His tongue warm against your mouth.

"I feel you, meu coração."

Your breath hitched as his hips grinded against your thigh. His erection growing stiff against your folds.

"Fuck, Y/N. I can feel you." He spoke against your mouth while his hands desperately nipped at the lace of your panties. It was the only pice of clothing you still had on.

"Do you feel me?"

Gabriel's rough hands ripped the seam of your panties. Tossing the piece of fabric in the corner somewhere. His hand then made its way between your legs, his fingers mercilessly creeping into you.

"Gabriel." You moaned, your mouth left open.

"Sssh." He hushed. "Just relax for me baby."

His cheek rested against your breast. He then turned his head and caught your nipple in his mouth, licking the hard pebble, sucking you dry.

"Please, baby. You're gonna make me come."

He hymned in response, his fingers still moving deeply inside of you.

"Shit." You squealed. To which Gabriel hushed you again. "I said I want to feel you, baby. Let me feel you come all over my hand."

"Gabriel, please." Your eyes squinted shut. Your chest heaving up and down.

"Yes baby. Let yourself go for me."

"Baby, I'm gonna....I'm gonna...."

"Yes, yes. Come all over my hand."

As he wished. You squirmed below him, feeling your walls clench around his fingers still curled up inside of you, pressing against the roof of your pussy.

"Baby." You bit his shoulder, dimming your squeals of pleasure.

"Fuck."

He said it. Not you. You were to busy melting into a pile of nothing.

"Was that good for you baby?"

"Gaby."

You nodded, eyelids drowsy. "Now you." You made the effort to sit up. However, Gabriel made sure to push you down with his weight. "Let me clean you up first."

There was no stopping him. He moved downwards, shifting to rest on his elbows with his hands raising your hips towards his face.

"Why do you always do this." You chuckled.

"Do what?" His eyes were foggy with lust, staring blankly at the feast that was presented before him.

"You make me come at least three times before I even get to touch you."

Gabriel shrugged. "What can I say, I like the sounds you make when I make you feel good."

"That's not—"

You gasped with the first swipe of his tounge. Gabriel licked your already sensitive clit, swollen from the previous round. Gabriel didn't mind, however. Devouring the mess he made out of you.

"There." He licked his lips. "All done."

"Fuck." Your head fell back against the pillows, your hand reaching for his head, running through his hair. "Mhhhm." You hymned. The hotel room filled with the sounds of Gabriel sucking and licking you clean. You came hard. A spasm of your muscles.

You watched him with your back against the headboard, curling a finger your way. "Come here."

Gabriel did what he was told, crawling towards you with a sly grin on his lips. He kissed you, opened mouthed. A kiss that went from sweet to filthy in a matter of seconds.

"God, I've missed you." He groaned.

"I've missed you too baby, so much."

He reached for something on the floor. His pants. He found the condom in his pocket and took the time to dress his leaking cock with it.

"Turn around for me, baby."

You whimpered, wanting to see his face when he fucked you.

"Don't cry now baby. I want you like this. Trust me, I'll make it good for you too."

You turned over to lay on your belly. Gabriel then raised your hips with his hand, settling himself behind you. His flesh slapped against your folds, making you flinched as the size of him surprised you til this day.

"Relax." He grunted and with the help of his hand guided his cock toward your opening,  inserting himself slowly.

"Jesus."

He chuckled, moving in and out of you slowly. Thrusting his hips upon you like some beast in the night. He lost control about halfway through, grunting every time his hips crashed against your ass.

You buried your face against the pillows, silencing your cries. It was too much, the pleasure almost unbearable.

"Fuck you feel so good. You have....no idea....how much....I've wanted this." He said between hits. "Meu coração."

"Just like that baby. Arch your back for me."

You met every blow of his hips by arching your back. Welcoming his dick that was shoved inside of you until Gabriel grunted in relief, his body collapsing on top of yours.

You lay still in the night, the after care consisting of lazy kisses and whispers of sweet nothings.

"Fuck Y/N. You're making it hard for me to go back to Brazil."

"The don't." You smiled.

He chuckled. "Or perhaps you can come back with me and travel the world by my side?"

"Perhaps. I might need a day or two to think about it."

"Yes, take all the time thay you need. Just know that no matter wherever I am in the world, my heart belongs to you."

[dilftaroooo]

anon asks: Hello! I love the way you write! Could I request reader x Geto, where she’s just sucking and worshiping his balls? No blowjob, no handjob, he cums just from having his balls in her mouth?

oh damn anon i think you're going somewhere with this..

tags: ball worship + ejaculation + you love balls + i love balls + sugu got his nice brazilian wax + reuploaded b/c i hate dumblr

Suguru knows you love sucking on his heavy balls. Other than his slick lips, his balls were your most favorite part of him. Because of the warm temperature, they hung freely like his flaccid cock whenever he removed the thin layer of microfiber that kept them hidden, soft and covered in specks of black due to his inconsideration of grooming. His face twitches at the sight. Although you never really cared either way (loving the musky smell it gifted you while sucking him off), he didn’t particularly favor the long hairs growing on his scrotum--at least not on his self-care days.

So, of course he leaves to get them professionally waxed, giving them a beautiful, smooth look (even getting a nice touch up to the hairs below his navel). He feels successfully pampered.

Once you find out, though, you are beyond thrilled to know that he's gotten trimmed up and waxed that you were already on your knees fumbling with the hem of his sweatpants and briefs and pulling down to see the glorious sight of his relaxed penis and lazy balls, watching fixedly as it twitches under your intense gaze. He didn't need to verbally admit that your desperation was turning him on, his cock was already standing and pulsing from the attention you were giving him.

Technically, he wasn't supposed to be engaging in sexual activity after being freshly waxed, but whenever your eyes were as lascivious as they were now, it was harder to keep the responsibility intact.

You caressed his toned thighs, feeling the soft wisps of leg hairs grazing past the tips of your fingers as you leaned in closer to the subject--its excess skin retracting as it sagged idly on the edge of your shared bed.

"I just got this done, dear." He delicately warns. Wondering if you'd catch the message of how you shouldn't be doing this immediately after a fresh wax (he wouldn't mind if you didn't, however). But you respond, It will only be for a little while, you say to him as your tender lips feather over both testicles, giving them light kisses of passion before softly slurping at the skin that protected each. Suguru adjusts his position on the mattress as your tongue rewards his smooth balls with your gracious kitten licks.

You were enjoying them thoroughly. Making sure the were both equally covered in your saliva, you wanted them to know how much you loved them. A mewl so beautiful would escape your partner's lips as you filled your mouth to the brim with his hefty balls, one testicle at a time, letting out a mild whimper when he rests his hand on top of your head. You'd suck on them hard, tipping a little further back to give them a nice pull which encourages a delightful groan from Suguru.

You can't help but grind your throbbing clit against the heel of your foot, stimulating the little bundle of nerve while you downgrade yourself to Suguru's cute ball sucker. He grinned knowingly as he witnesses the fervent movement of your hips--you loved pleasing him so much. Just look at how you were making your foot glisten with your pussy juices.

Suguru pushes your head further down causing you to bask in the faint trace of sweat that covered his balls. He smelled like such a fucking man, reeking in disgusting masculinity that made your cunt produce more slick. "Take in both of them, sweetheart, at the same time. I know what your mouth can do." Humming happily, you show him your filthy talent as you grab ahold of his balls before impatiently stuffing them in your wet cavern, being cautious of the rows of teeth from scratching across his sensitive skin.

You look at up at those stunning, fox-like eyes. His hard cock obscuring the sight of your left eye, you can barely see the breathtaking view of his precum twinkling under the dim light of your bedroom before dripping down like a spider's web and piling up on your sweaty forehead.

It doesn't linger for long as Suguru picks up his bodily remains with his finger and uses it to coat the tip of his dick, rubbing the sticky substance around its circumference.

"Such a good girl." You love his praises and you want to hear more of them, so you resume sucking him off with more excitement. Suguru relishes in the sliminess of your tongue in combination of your built up saliva. He's already close to ejaculating.

Once he spurts out ropes of cum, you feel his balls twitch as you slosh them around in spit. You weren't paying attention to the sperm coating your hair as you stared at Suguru with hearts in your eyes. He was so beautiful when he cums.

[didishawn]

some Jules kounde smut plssss

This request surely made me see Koundé on a different light

No more Muchachos (Jules Koundé x Argentinian Reader) smut

Warnings: a bit of teasing because of the World Cup final, Koundé fucks you hard to shut you up, smut, some Spanish

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If he has to hear the song one more time, Koundé will go mad.

En Argentina nací (I was born in Argentina)

Tierra del Diego y Lionel (land of Diego and Lionel)

De los pibes de Malvinas (of the guys frtom Malvinas)

Que jamás olvidaré (that I will never forget)

No te lo puedo explicar (I can't explain)

Porque no vas a entender (because you won't understand)

Las finales que perdimos (the finals that we lost)

Cuantos años la lloré (how many years I cried them)

Pero eso se terminó (but that finished)

Porque en el Maracaná (because in the Maracaná)

La final con los brazucas (the final with the Brazilians)

La volvió a ganar papá (Dad won it again)

He knows you are on heaven since the World Cup final, and doesn't matter how sad you felt for his loss, your happiness was greater at seeing Messi finally lifting up the Cup -even he was excited for that.

But he seriously cannot keep on going like this, everyday Muchachos sounds on repeat in your home, your low humming going with the music and always with a teasing look on your eye.

His teammates and the media find it so funny, how much you seem to love your dear Argentina over him -even he finds it funny, but can't help but dream of setting you straight as he finds himself singing the lyrics even when you are not around.

Dreams do become true.

Is what Koundé thinks as he pounds into you from the back, one hand pulling you back, the other on your hair pushing your face to be buried in between your comfortable pillows.

"Does that feel good, darling?"

He hears your muffled yes and smirks, hips still pistoning into yours.

"This is what needed to be done, isn't it? A good fuck so you can stop being an annoying little shit, love reminding me about that day, don't you?"

You lift your head, even with glossy eyes you still give him a teasing look, "No es mi culpa que perdieran, pa. Era para Sudamérica no para Europa" you hum, he groans, even if he loves how thick your accent gets on times like this. (not my fault you lost, dude. It was for South America not for Europa)

"You really are a little shit"

He spins you around, holding one of your legs up, kissing your ankle then placing it on his shoulder, reaching deeper inside you, his length and width have you closing your eyes and whining, it hurts so good -an expression you never understood until meeting Jules.

His lips are on yours, he wants to be the one thing you think about, his fingers playing with your bundle of nerves have you squirming around.

You are trembling, your moans are getting higher, nails leaving marks on his back, you bite into his neck, making him groan out and thrust harder.

He looks down at you, so much love in his eyes yet his thrusts are nothing but punishment, hard and fast, his lips are all over you, your breasts, neck, face, hair, one caressing your stomach, calming you down, a sweet kiss on your cheek. You are close, he can tell, he knows everything about you and can recognise the signs.

"Cum for me, darling. Let me feel you around me"

You moan as you reach your extasis, whines leaving your mouth as he continues on fucking you. You can feel him throb inside of you, you caress his back with you nails -something you know he loves, and have him trembling.

He suddenly leaves your insides, taking your hand and dragging you to the edge of the bed, he stands in front of you, your face inches away from his cock as he jerks himself off, a loud moan sounds as he cums on your face and he groans when he sees the look you give him while cleaning yourself off and moaning at his taste.

He cleans you up, and you lay side by side, you cuddling into his chest as he caresses you ans kisses your head.

He smiles down at you "Is that enough to get you to stop playing that goddamm song?"

"Sure, I suppose"

You will just have to start playing 3 estrellas en el conjunto, you guess.

[yourstrqly]

home's where you are, firmino

pairing: bobby firmino x fem!reader

warning: fluff, pregnant reader

author's note: kinds depressed that Bobby's leaving Liverpool so here's a cute imagine !

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bobby couldn't explain how greatful he was in this moment; his body was buzzing with happiness at times like this — you laying besides him, holding his hand which rested contentedly on your swollen stomach and joão, his baby boy, sleeping on his naked chest.

the Brazilian had been there for every part of your pregnancy, treating you like a princess and protecting you from all kinds of stress as much as he possibly could. The family of three would be one of four in just under two weeks and he enjoyed those sleepy days with his favourite people — he knew that as soon as the baby was born that this wouldn't happen as often but that was absolutely chill with him.

So, this was a treat of some sorts, peace and love swinging in the air, and bobby wished for it to never end.

Overnight, your floral nightie exposed your left shoulder and breast, urging him to kiss your soft skin. A few strands of hair had escaped your protective headscarf — gently he brushed them out of your face before kissing you on your neck. His lips trailed upwards, pressing a chaste kiss against your slightly dry mouth while his right arm secured his son.

The light touches woke you up; lashes fluttering open, eyes immediately locking into his, those big brown eyes you had fallen in love.

A small grin grew on your lips as you looked at the man and your bundle of joy; you couldn't wait to hold your second child.

"He's beautiful, ain't he?", you quietly asked, hand patting the babies back. "Got those stunning eyes from his papi."

Bobby laughed silently, agreeing with everything you said. João was truly the perfect mix of the both of you. "He's going to break some hearts when he's growing up."

"As long as it isn't mine, meu lindo, as long as it isn't mine..."

The pair of you focused on the baby, watching him breathe in and out, contently sucking on his thumb. You hadn't expected to fall in love two years ago with anyone nor having a baby and one on its way with the man of your dreams. Bobby wasn't the man y/n younger self had in mind, however older you knew that she broke the lottery with the charming Brazilian footballer. He was one of a kind.

João slowly opened his eyes, smiling at his parents — and just after a few seconds he started to babble with his papi. You only followed the interaction; heart melting at its spot from the way the father-son duo argued about silly things.

Your eyes drift over to a kid sized liverpool kit with the number nine printed on; it had been a gift of the squad. If your son wasn't going to follow his Father's footsteps, your unborn daughter would — both were active kids for sure. Next to the kit stood a pair of football shoes, a gift from the skip and his wife, and some other football related articles Bobby's teammates, coaches and work friends gifted you. Your kids were going to be absolute daddy's kids, and you won't complain.

The giggling of your boys brought you back to reality — you were surrounded with warmth and comfort, and you decided that home wasn't a building but where your man and kids were.

[lfc21]

Christmas decorations - day 10

TW : Fluff, have children

Names : Arlo - your child. Rocco - andy & Rachel's child

Summary : Putting up the decorations was something so important and memorable to you. So when your daughter helps you and your husband, the story of each bauble comes to life

"Do you want to put this one on, darling?" Alisson said next to you as he lifted your young daughter in his arms. His sweet words always made your heart run round in circles. He was so gentle, so sweet and so mesmerising to you.

"Yes please daddy" your daughter said with joy. As you past her the small pink bauble with her name on. "That's my name!" she explained as she grasped the ribbon on top of the decoration.

"We bought it for you just before you were born," you said with a smile as Alisson's eyes admired your small frame next to his. Your daughters arms were tightly around her fathers neck, an action she found home within. She loved the feeling of your husbands protection and affection. The memory this bauble held was something so magical and unimaginable.

"Babe, look, how cute this is?" You quickly said as you ushered your husband over to you. You and Allison were currently running around all the busy and hectic shops looking for last-minute Christmas presents. Of course, it didn't always stay as Christmas shopping as you couldn't help but look at every baby outfit known to man.

"If it's another pink onesie, I think my head might actually explode," He replied with a giggle as he made his way back over to you.

"It's not its a bauble with Emily on," you excitedly said as you showed him the small pink decoration. You and Alisson had decided on your babies name just a few weeks after finding out the joyous news. Since then, you have become attracted to everything with those same five letters.

"We have to get it," your husband said with a smile as he softly placed a soft kiss on your cheek. You loved how sentimental gifts like this were, you couldn't wait to meet your bundle of joy in a few weeks' time, and moments like this made it all seem so much more real.

As her little hands placed the bauble on the tree, her smile was the only thing to brighten up the room. Alisson laughed at her gentleness on the tree and her need to make it look as perfect as possible.

"Now mummy put one on," Emily said with a cheer as she jumped up and down as soon as she stood on the carpet again. You nodded along and let her lead the way of your traditional night. For a few years, you spent the first night of December in turns placing different baubles on your tree. It was a long and cosy night often filled with laughs, cheers, and a lot of Christmassy food.

"Im going to put this one up," you said with glee and a smile as big as the sun. Your eyes diverted to Alisson as he stood in front of you with a smile. This bauble held such a memory of the two of you from so long ago.

"I love that one," He said to you in that Brazilian accent you came to love. The blue, green, and yellow bauble sat in your hand as you all looked down at it. It was the oldest one in your collection and the one that held the most important memories.

"I think im falling in love with Brazil," you said as you walked hand in hand through the streets just days away from christmas. this was your first time in Brazil for christmas, and you couldn't have been more excited.

"I told you you would," Alisson said with a wink as he intertwined his hand with yours. You could have admired the world your boyfriend had grown up in. You started to become so familiar at everything his childhood belonged to - all the different spreads of sand he used to run across, where he had his first football match, the hospital he was born in and so much more. "Come on, let's get something. we can remember this visit by," he added with a smile as he kissed the side of your hair as his heart doubled at yours and his affection.

As you were both searching in different parts of the small unique shop, your eyes were stuck on the typical keyrings and fridge magnets of Rio. You didn't want the typical suvinere you wanted something much more meaningful.

"Babe, shut your eyes," Alisson said as a whisper as he came up behind you with a sneaking smirk. You let out a laugh as you quickly shut your eyes and felt his arms snake around your small waste. "Putyour hands out," he instructed as he guided your hands together, creating a make shift dish for you to carry the small gift he had found. As you stayed silent for a little while, you felt Alisson's hands drop the small item into the palm off your hands. "open," he instructed as his hands fell onto your shoulders as he protected your small frame.

"Oh wow! i love it, " you said with glee as your eyes revealed the small christmas bauble with the world christmas in brazil. It was a gift as meaningful as you wanted it and as personal as they could get. You held the small gift closer to you as you looked up at those beautiful bright blue orbs you came to love. "it is perfect, Ali," you said as your hand traced the skin of the side of his neck. This was exactly what you wanted.

Alisson's hands wrapped around your daughter legs as she sat on his large shoulders. You carefully took a picture of the two placing the large silver star on top of the green Christmas tree. This was another memory to add to the very ling and very heartfelt list. This was Christmas to you.

This is day 10 of my Christmas advent calendar 📅 Also this is my first Alisson, imagine! I can not believe it ⚽️ please leave feedback and requests as they are greatly appreciated, and they make me smile 😋 Merry Christmas 🎄 masterlist

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[the-broken-truth]

Hello, my dearest friend. I decided to do something different from what I usually request of. Recently we have been into Greek mythology and a few hours ago I imagined myself being darling of Yandere dad Hades who grew an fascination towards me.

Let me give some information of “myself”:

My name is Ana, I am a eighteen year old Brazilian psychology student in the second year of college, I like to draw and write in my free time. My personality traits is: gentle, caring, friendly, quick to irritate, tend to forget things with ease and easily distracted. Physical traits are: Light brown skin, 5’3 height, dark brown eyes and long dyed red hair with dark roots. Clothing style is heavily on grunge and goth, besides I use a lot of makeup.

So my idea for the request is: Ana/Me is going through a rough time after a relative of mine’s death, let’s put an uncle, and I was very depressed and I couldn’t do anything right in work and at college due to my grief. When I started to visit my uncle’s grave constantly I met with the human version of Hades, that after I helped him pick up flowers to make a bouquet for his dead wife, he grew to have a fascination towards me and started to send people to watch me for a few days.

After around two weeks and I was slowly recovering from grief, one day after a long day of work and going to college, I was abducted and woke up on Hades’s palace. He said that from now on I would be his daughter and that I had no more reason to be in grief or sad, cause he got attached for me due to my nature.

Hades proposed that if I stayed in the underworld, he would give anything I want as long as I stay by his side and if I refuse, he would have to put my family in risk and punish them in their afterlife. Even if I tried to convince him not to do so, I decided that the best choice was that I need to obey the God of the Underworld or else my family would suffer. So I accept and he says that I would get use to it and that I would learn to love the underworld, besides being his daughter and helping him with everything he needs.

Also let’s be honest, I might make this man feels less lonely when his wife is gone. Anyway, sorry for the long request and I hope that you don’t mind if I make this one hahaha xD

In the world, there were cycles from beginning to end: A Caterpillar becoming a Butterfly, the progression of a vaccine against an aliment, the process of a bundle of parts becoming an automobile, but the most common and well-known cycle is the Cycle of Life. From the moment we are born, we are destined to die, nothing in this world is eternal…and I was finding that out the hard way as I stood before the headstone of a blood tie severed by the mortality of life.

Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. Allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Ana - A 18-year-old student that is studying psychology at a college here in my homeland, Brazil. I was called away from the college when I got the news that one of my uncles had fallen deathly ill and wouldn't have that much time left on this Earth. I rushed to the hospital where he was being kept and only a had few moments to say my goodbyes to him before he flatlined and fell into an eternal slumber. It was heart-wrenching for me, even more so for his children, but as I said, that was the cycle of life…it just never bothered me as much as it did at that moment when it clicked that death could happen to anyone, even those closest to you. I hope wherever he is, he finds the peace he was searching for in his mortal life.

It has been about 4 days since we laid him to rest and I still can't get it out of my head that I didn't even say a proper goodbye - maybe it was the guilt I felt from not speaking to him when I went off to college or having that many conversations while he was with us. I felt like I owed him that much and decided to give him that, even if his body could no longer hear me, I hoped that his spirit could and I was going to have that conversation with him and say my proper goodbye, but first, I needed a proper tribute - something my uncle loved doing was tending to his flower garden in his home and I was going to bring some flowers. Luckily for me, there was a flower shop near the cemetery where he was buried and I was heading that way now.

My hands were in my pockets as I walked up to the flower shop - Persephone's Flowers, the place was called - kinda funny that they named the flower shop after the Greek Goddess of Spring but it was a rather fitting name since this place was known for having the most beautiful flowers with the cheapest prices - it was perfect. I reached my hand out to take the door handle into my hand and pulled, causing the bell above my head it rings as I walked into the shop while returning my hand to my black jeans pocket. I looked around the shop and there were a lot of flowers - all with their own meanings and some with the same meaning - my uncle used to teach me that each flower had a meaning and each meaning had a proper place. I reached into my left pocket and pulled out the small list of flowers that meant farewell - I didn't want to say goodbye, just a simple farewell, I was sure we were going to meet again in the afterlife…wherever that would be.

Yellow or White Chrysanthemums

Marigolds

Black Roses

Willows

I picked four flowers so as to not overwhelm myself with choices and I remembered seeing some of these flowers in my uncle's garden…well, except for the Black Roses - Black really wasn't his color as it was mine. I heard the clicking of heels and looked over to the counter and saw a woman - taller than me by a head, with long white hair that was tied into a long braid that was thrown over her shoulder, wearing a baby blue dress with a flower bracelet on her wrist as she placed her hands on the counter, looking around the store before she laid her eyes upon me as I walked over to the counter - the name on her nametag read 'Demeter'.

"Good day, Miss Demeter. I was hoping that you could help me find some flowers." I said as I politely bowed my head and smiled at her which she returned but her smile looked sad and her eyes were full of sadness - she wasn't herself and I could tell, even though this was the first time I had ever met her.

"Hello, dear. Welcome to Persephone's Flowers. How can I help you?" She asked me with the same sad smile on her face. I reached the list over to her and she took it in her hand before looking at it with her icy blue eyes.

"Do you by any chance have these flowers in stock?" I asked her, she exhaled before looking at me.

"You have lost someone as well?" 'As well?', so I was right, she was sad for a reason. I wonder who she lost.

"Yes, Ma'am. I recently lost my uncle about 4 days ago. I didn't have the chance to say a proper farewell to him and I want to make up for that." I said as I looked at the ground.

"What is your name, dear?" Demeter asked.

"My name is Ana." I answered

"Well, Ana, I have all these flowers with the exception of black roses, someone bought the all out a few days ago…and I don't blame him." Demeter looked at the ground before the bell rang once again as the door opened but I didn't turn to look. I heard thundering footsteps and saw a shadow engulf my own but still, I didn't turn around.

"Hades… What are you doing here?"

'Hades?'

"I was hoping that you got more Black Roses." A grumbling voice behind me.

I turned around at the sudden tone of voice that rumbled behind me and came face to face…or rather face to chest… with a rather tall individual. My brown eyes slowly scaled the tall figure until they locked with eyes as crimson as rubies; I was only half his size, man, I felt like a shrimp. He was dressed in a black suit with a matching tie, and his right hand was lifted to show Demeter the 3 Black Roses he had in his hand - rings with giant gems (Rubies, Sapphire, and Emeralds) dawned upon his hand. He had long black hair with a long black beard that connected at the sideburns. However, the most exciting thing about him was his eyes - they were as crimson as the ruby ring on his finger - I couldn't tell if they were contacts or his natural eye color. Still, they radiated the same sadness that I felt, that Demeter felt, the dismay of the loss.

"Hades, I told you that you didn't need to constantly bring flowers to her grave - I know that you miss her, I miss her as well, but you need time to heal and grieve," Demeter said to the tall man but looked down at the flowers in his hands, I looked at him with sadness in my eyes before looking at the flowers - he clearly wants to make a decent bouquet of flowers for his wife. I knew I shouldn't have opened my mouth but I lifted my hand to present the flowers to the grieving man - he looked at me with confused eyes before I opened my mouth to speak.

"These flowers symbolize 'Farewell'. I may not have known your wife or know you but I think she would always like these flowers instead of Black Roses, and you can add the black roses to this bundle." I said with a small smile, Hades looked at the flowers before reaching his large hand slowly to the flowers and wrapping his large hand around the stems - I released the flowers and he looked at the bundle of flowers.

"Thank you…" Hades said as he looked at me with a gleam in his red eyes that bore into my brown ones. I smiled at him before walking around the store again to collect the same flowers to make a new bouquet and walked back to the counter with the flowers in my hands - Demeter rang me up. I paid before Hades paid for his flowers and the two of us walked out of the store, walking in the same direction.

'We must be heading to the same place.' I thought as I walked down the street with the large towering man beside me; it was like we had dark clouds hovering over our heads but we didn't say anything. Just walking in silence.

[The Cemetery]

I looked upon the headstone with unshed tears in my eyes as I reached down and placed the flowers on the grave before opening my mouth to speak. I greeted him and spoke to him about past moments and hilarious moments in our past. I asked for his forgiveness for not being around while I was in college and told me that I would come to speak t him again before turning on my heels and walking away from the grave with my hands in my pockets. I walked down the stone path when I stopped at the sound of rolling thunder, I looked up to the grey skies before the downpour hit my skin. I closed my eyes and exhaled - just great - I was getting soaked...until a massive umbrella covered me and blocked out the rain, I looked at the familiar massive hand on the handle of the umbrella and followed it to the face of Hades.

"You will catch a cold if you remain in the rain for too long." His deep voice said as he stood near me and looked down at me.

"Thank you." I said as I smiled at him and he smiled at me as well.

"I want to thank you. The flowers you picked out were a lovely bouquet and I'm sure Persephone would have loved it." Hades said as he and I walked down the stone path, out of the cemetery, and down the sidewalk.

"Persephone? Was that your wife's name?" I asked him.

"Yes. She was the founder and owner of Persephone's Flowers along with her mother - Demeter." Hades said as he looked down at the ground as our feet splashed on the rain-covered sidewalk.

"I see. I'm sorry for your loss but it is the cycle of life." I said as I looked up at him.

"The Cycle of Life? I am familiar with that." Hades said as he walked me over to my car, I unlocked the car and stepped inside before closing the door. I thanked him before he asked me for my name, I gave it to him before I placed the key in the ignition and drove away - I need to get ready for my schooling in the morning.

[Two Weeks Later]

The wound slowly began to heal but something was going on - for some reason, I have been feeling like i have been flllowed. I have been noticing the same man with red hair and pale skin in a black business suit but he never speaks to me, just stares at me. I noticed him while I was working at a cafe in Brazil, he would sit at the table, drink his coffee, and stare at me but he always left when it was closing time.

One night, I was leaving the cafe after a long day at work and walked into the cafe parking lot with my eyes narrowed from the tiredness in my eyes as I walked to my car with my keys in my hands when I accidentally dropped them under the car I got down on my knees and reached under the car until I touched the car keys and pulled them from under the car. I smiled and rose to my feet and looked in the car window to see someone standing behind me. before I could turn around and cloth was placed over my nose and mouth and I suddenly felt dizzy until I passed out.

[The Underworld - Hades' Palace]

My head was hurting. I opened my blurry eyes and blinked until my eyes came into focus - I was no longer in the parking lot of the cafe. I wasn't even in the college dorm. I didn't know where I was! The room was luxurious but it was full of items that weren't from Brazil. Suddenly, the door opened and a boy with short black hair, ashy pale skin, one green eye, and one red & black eye, dressed in a red greek toga...and were his feet on fire? He looked at me before looking out into the hall and yelling out.

"Father! She's awake." The boy said before another figure walked into the room.

It was Hades but he looked different, his skin looked greyer and his eyes were black and red. He was dressed in a red and black toga with a skull on his shoulder and rings on his fingers.

"Ana. It's good to see that you are awake now." Hades said as he walked into the room and sat on the bed at the foot. I crawled away from him, eyes wide and throat dry.

"What's going on?! Where am I?! What are you doing here?!" I demanded to know.

"You are in the Underworld in my palace." You will be staying here with me and my son - Zagreus - from now on as a daughter of Hades." Hades explained but I just shook my head, "I know that this is a lot to take in but there is something you need to understand. You are mine now, you are my daughter and if you don't submit to me, I will bring misfortune on the family you share blood ties with." I looked at him with wide eyes and looked out the window, if I didn't stay with him, my family with suffer. I looked at him and nodded my head, he smirked at this, "Welcome home, Daughter."

[hair-laidy]

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Quality Assurance: Look for reputable brands or stores that offer high-quality hair extensions, such as Hair Laidy. Reading customer reviews and testimonials can provide insights into the product's quality and the company's reliability. Make sure the extensions are ethically sourced and have undergone minimal processing to maintain their natural beauty.

How to Care for Your High-Quality Hair Extensions

Proper care is essential to maintain the longevity and appearance of your high-quality hair extensions. Here are some tips to keep them looking their best:

Gentle Washing: Use sulfate-free shampoos and conditioners to wash your extensions. Harsh chemicals can damage the hair, causing it to dry out and lose its shine.

Heat Protection: When using heat styling tools, always apply a heat protectant to prevent damage. Avoid excessive heat to maintain the integrity of the extensions.

Regular Brushing: Use a wide-tooth comb or a brush designed for extensions to detangle your hair gently. Start from the ends and work your way up to avoid pulling on the hair.

Proper Storage: If you use clip-in extensions, store them in a cool, dry place when not in use. Use a protective case or bag to prevent tangling and keep them in good condition.

Conclusion

High-quality hair extensions are an excellent investment for anyone looking to enhance their hair's length, volume, and style. By choosing extensions made from 100% Remy human hair, you ensure a natural look and feel, as well as durability and versatility. With the right care and maintenance, high-quality hair extensions can be a long-lasting addition to your beauty routine, giving you the confidence to rock any hairstyle you desire. Explore the range of high-quality hair extensions at Hair Laidy and discover the perfect match for your hair today!

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Curly v/s Straight Wigs - Choosing the Better One!

When selecting a wig, there are several things to take into account. Personal tastes, lifestyle, and finances are all significant considerations. The wig that best suits your demands and tastes will ultimately be your greatest choice. A straight wig can be a fantastic option if you're searching for a low-maintenance wig that nonetheless appears natural.

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D.U.D.E Bios: Vasco Romero

Billie's First 'Baby Daddy' Romeo V (2020)

The first man to have a child with Lust herself Vasco, Romeo V is a man who will sleep with any woman who crosses his path, which is most definitely why he slept with and fathered a child with Billie 'Lust' Lucifarian.

"I'll take modelling photos of you, for a price, Mami."

Name

Full Legal Name: Vasco Jair Romero

First Name: Vasco

Meaning: From the mediaeval Spanish name 'Velasco', which possibly meant 'Crow' in Basque.

Pronunciation: VAS-koo / BAS-ko

Origin: Portuguese, Spanish, Italian

Middle Name: Jair

Meaning: Means 'he shines' in Hebrew

Pronunciation: KHIER / zha-EER

Origin: Biblical, Biblical Portuguese, Spanish, Portuguese

Surname: Romero

Meaning: Derived from Spanish 'Romero' meaning 'Pilgrim to Rome'

Pronunciation: ro-MEH-ro

Origin: Spanish

Alias: Romeo V

Reason: 'Industry Name', Vasco is a private photographer

Nicknames: Romeo, V.J

Titles: Mr

Characteristics

Age: 38

Gender: Male. He/Him Pronouns

Race: Human

Nationality: Brazilian

Ethnicity: Latino

Birth Date: March 19th 1982

Symbols: Cameras, bundles of cash

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Religion: Catholic

Native Language: Portuguese

Spoken Languages: Portuguese, Spanish, English, German

Relationship Status: Dating

Astrological Sign: Pisces

Theme Song (Ringtone on Billie's Phone): 'Fuck You' - Lily Allen

Voice Actor: Henrique Zaga

Geographical Characteristics

Birthplace: Vila Velha, Espírito Santo, Brazil

Current Location: On the road / Vila Velha, Espírito Santo, Brazil

Hometown: Vila Velha, Espírito Santo, Brazil

Appearance

Height: 5'8" / 172 cm

Weight: 144 lbs / 65 kg

Eye Colour: Brown

Hair Colour: Black

Hair Dye: None

Body Hair: Hairy

Facial Hair: Goatee

Tattoos: (As of Jan 2020) 2

Piercings: None

Scars: None

Health and Fitness

Allergies: None

Alcoholic, Smoker, Drug User: Social Drinker, Occasional Smoker, Uses Drugs Socially (Party Animal)

Illnesses/Disorders: None

Medications: None

Any Specific Diet: Vegetarian

Relationships

Allies: N/A

Enemies: N/A

Friends: Zacarías Huerta, Desmond Grady, Raeburn Griffiths, Uilliam Rhydderch, Wyn Rhydderch, Neifion Rhydderch, Mostyn Rhydderch

Colleagues: Too many to list

Rivals: N/A

Closest Confidant: Altair Romero

Mentor: Altair Romeo

Significant Other: Bilha Alfaro (30, Girlfriend)

Previous Partners: Verônica Viteri (48, Ex-Girlfriend), Amarilis Espina (47, Ex-Girlfriend), Altagracia Del Río (46, Ex-Girlfriend), Thalita Varela (45, Ex-Girlfriend), Alondra De León (44, Ex-Girlfriend), Thaís Sierra (43, Ex-Girlfriend), Adelita Cuevas (42, Ex-Girlfriend), Yurena Cortés (41, Ex-Girlfriend), Tereza Robles (40, Ex-Girlfriend), Jezabel Castro (39, Ex-Girlfriend), Zilpa Blanco (38, Ex-Girlfriend), Bienvenida Marino (37, Ex-Girlfriend), Alexandra Barros (36, Ex-Girlfriend), Beata Arroyo (35, Ex-Girlfriend), Carina Arenas (34, Ex-Girlfriend), Talita Rivera (33, Ex-Girlfriend), Daleyza Aquino (32, Ex-Girlfriend)

Parents: Altair Romero (68, Father), Taís Romero (69, Mother, Née Puerta)

Parents-In-Law: None

Siblings: Nathália Prieto (47, Sister, Neé Romero), Otávia Porras (44, Sister, Née Romero), Suzana Pastor (41, Sister, Née Romero), Dorotéia Ortega (35, Sister, Née Romero)

Siblings-In-Law: Antônio Prieto (48, Nathália's Husband), Eugênio Porras (45, Otávia's Husband), Jônatas Pastor (42, Suzana's Husband), Rubens Ortega (36, Dorotéia's Husband)

Nieces & Nephews: Eufêmia Prieto (17, Niece), Ademir Prieto (14, Nephew), Eneida Prieto (11, Niece), Almir Prieto (8, Nephew), Eliza Prieto (5, Niece), Altair Prieto (2, Nephew), Yessenia Porras (14, Niece), Eustáquio Porras (11, Nephew), Yennay Porras (8, Niece), Felipe Porras (5, Nephew), Yaritza Porras (2, Niece),Raymundo Pastor (11, Nephew), Yamila Pastor (8, Niece), Rivaldo Pastor (5, Nephew), Nayeli Pastor (2, Niece), Gualberto Ortega (15, Nephew), Iridián Ortega (12, Niece), Jhon Ortega (9, Nephew), Gilberta Ortega (6, Niece), Liberato Ortega (3, Nephew)

Children: Yair Romero-Viteri (18, Son), Emperatriz Romero-Marino (17, Daughter), Abel Romero-Espina (16, Son), Bethania Romero-Rivera (15, Daughter), Balbino Romero-Del Río (14, Son), Betania Romero-Robles (13, Daughter), Caetano Romero-De León (12, Son), Azeneth Romero-Cuevas (11, Daughter), Damião Romero-Sierra (10, Son), Armida Romero-Cortés (9, Daughter), Edgar Romero-Castro (8, Son), Arcelia Romero-Sierra (7, Daughter), Fabiano Romero-Blanco (6, Son), Aracely Romero-Barros (5, Daughter), Gabriel Romero-Arroya (4, Son), Aracelis Romero-Rivera (3, Daughter), Haroldo Romero-Arenas (2, Son), Anastacia Romero-Aquino (1, Daughter)

Children-In-Law: None

Grandkids: None

Great Grandkids: None

Wrestling

Billed From: N/A

Trainer: N/A

Manager: N/A

Wrestlers Managed: N/A

Debut: N/A

Retired: N/A

Retirement Match: N/A

Wrestling Style: N/A

Stables: N/A

Teams: N/A

Regular Moves: N/A

Finishers: N/A

Refers To Fans As: N/A

Extras

Backstory: Born and raised in Brazil, Vasco is a serial romancer, while working as a photographer he has dated women from all over North, South and Central America. He has dated his fair share of women, never staying with any of them longer than 3 months before leaving them, he seemingly drops off the planet after every relationship ends, ghosting the women and never paying a single penny in child support.

Trivia: Nothing of note

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Which Type of Human Hair is Best for Wigs?

Choosing the right type of human hair for wigs can make a huge difference in your overall look, confidence, and wig-wearing experience. With so many options available, it can be overwhelming to figure out which type of hair is the best for you. In this comprehensive guide, we’ll dive deep into the different types of human hair used for wigs, including the benefits and drawbacks of each. We’ll also cover practical tips for care and maintenance to help you make an informed decision.

Understanding the Basics: Why Choose Human Hair Wigs?

Human hair wigs offer a natural look and feel that synthetic wigs simply can’t match. They provide versatility in styling, durability, and a realistic appearance that blends seamlessly with your own hair. Human hair wigs can be dyed, heat-styled, and even permed, offering endless styling possibilities. However, the quality of human hair wigs depends heavily on the type of hair used.

Types of Human Hair for Wigs

Brazilian Hair

Peruvian Hair

Indian Hair

Malaysian Hair

European Hair

Chinese Hair

Cambodian Hair

Let’s explore each of these types in detail, examining their unique characteristics and the best uses for each.

1. Brazilian Hair: The Versatile Beauty

Characteristics: Brazilian hair is one of the most popular types of hair for wigs due to its versatility, durability, and thickness. It typically comes in a variety of textures like straight, wavy, and curly, and has a natural density that blends well with most hair types, particularly African American hair.

Best For: Brazilian hair is ideal if you’re looking for a wig that can be styled in multiple ways without losing its natural bounce and volume. It holds curls beautifully and is perfect for anyone seeking a fuller, thicker look.

Care Tips:

Use sulfate-free shampoos and conditioners to keep the hair soft and manageable.

Avoid excessive heat styling to prolong the wig’s lifespan.

Regularly deep-condition the hair to maintain its luster and health.

2. Peruvian Hair: Lightweight and Luxurious

Characteristics: Peruvian hair is known for its lightweight and silky texture, making it a comfortable option for everyday wear. Despite being lightweight, it has a lot of volume, giving the illusion of fuller hair without feeling heavy on the head.

Best For: This hair type is perfect for those who want a natural, effortless look. It works well for both straight and wavy styles and is ideal for those who are new to wigs or prefer a lighter feel on their scalp.

Care Tips:

Use a wide-tooth comb to detangle gently from the ends upward.

Air-dry whenever possible to maintain the hair’s soft texture.

Apply light, non-greasy serums to keep the hair smooth and shiny.

3. Indian Hair: Natural Shine and Softness

Characteristics: Indian hair is known for its natural shine, softness, and movement. It tends to be finer than Brazilian or Peruvian hair, with a silky texture that is easy to style. Indian hair wigs come in a range of textures, including straight, wavy, and curly.

Best For: This hair type is great for those who want a shiny, smooth look with lots of body. It’s particularly suitable for wigs that require a lot of styling flexibility, as it takes heat styling very well.

Care Tips:

Always use a heat protectant before styling with hot tools.

Regularly wash the wig to prevent oil build-up and maintain its shine.

Store the wig on a stand to maintain its shape when not in use.

4. Malaysian Hair: Thick, Glossy, and Silky

Characteristics: Malaysian hair is known for its luxurious, glossy finish and natural shine. It is thick, heavy, and soft, providing a healthy and voluminous appearance. Malaysian hair is often denser than other types, which means you don’t need as many bundles to achieve a full look.

Best For: Those looking for sleek, straight styles with a shiny appearance. Malaysian hair holds curls well but is best for smooth, sleek looks that don’t frizz easily.

Care Tips:

Use a leave-in conditioner to keep the hair hydrated.

Avoid heavy oils that can weigh the hair down and make it greasy.

Gently brush the hair with a paddle brush to avoid tangling.

5. European Hair: Fine, Silky, and Lightweight

Characteristics: European hair, often sourced from Russia, Ukraine, or other Eastern European countries, is known for being the finest and silkiest hair type available. It has a lightweight texture and a natural luster, making it a top choice for high-end wigs.

Best For: This hair type is perfect for those who prefer a more natural, fine hair look. It’s especially great for those with thinner hair who want a wig that closely matches their hair texture.

Care Tips:

Avoid heavy styling products that can weigh down the hair.

Regularly use moisturizing treatments to keep the hair soft and supple.

Use a low heat setting when styling to prevent damage.

6. Chinese Hair: Strong and Durable

Characteristics: Chinese hair is strong, durable, and often very straight. It has a thicker cuticle layer, which makes it more resistant to wear and tear, but it can feel coarser than other hair types.

Best For: Ideal for those who want a straight, sleek look that holds up well to styling and daily wear. It’s great for those who need a wig that can endure frequent use and styling without losing its integrity.

Care Tips:

Use a straightening serum for a sleek finish.

Avoid excessive heat as the thick cuticle can be prone to dryness.

Regularly deep condition to maintain moisture.

7. Cambodian Hair: Thick, Coarse, and Textured

Characteristics: Cambodian hair is similar to Brazilian hair but has a slightly coarser texture. It is thick and full, with a beautiful natural wave or curl pattern that doesn’t require much styling.

Best For: Perfect for those looking for a natural, textured look that mimics African American hair. It’s excellent for voluminous, curly styles.

Care Tips:

Use a curl cream to define and hold the natural texture.

Avoid brushing when dry to prevent frizz — use your fingers instead.

Moisturize regularly to maintain the curls’ shape and prevent dryness.

How to Choose the Best Hair Type for Your Needs

Choosing the best type of human hair for wigs depends on your personal style, budget, and how you plan to wear the wig. Here are some factors to consider:

Texture Matching: Select a hair type that matches your natural hair texture for a seamless look.

Lifestyle Needs: If you lead an active lifestyle, choose hair that is durable and easy to maintain, such as Brazilian or Malaysian hair.

Budget: High-end options like European hair may be more expensive, but they offer unmatched quality and longevity.

Styling Versatility: If you love to change up your style frequently, opt for hair types that can withstand heat styling, like Indian or Brazilian hair.

Maintenance Tips for Human Hair Wigs

Wash Regularly: Clean your wig every 7–10 wears to keep it fresh and prevent oil build-up.

Deep Condition: Regularly deep condition to keep the hair hydrated and prevent dryness.

Avoid Excessive Heat: Use heat tools sparingly, and always use a heat protectant spray to prevent damage.

Proper Storage: Store your wig on a stand or mannequin head to maintain its shape when not in use.

Gentle Detangling: Use a wide-tooth comb or your fingers to gently detangle hair, starting from the ends and working your way up.

Conclusion: Finding Your Perfect Wig

When it comes to choosing the best type of human hair for wigs, the decision ultimately comes down to personal preference, lifestyle, and budget. Brazilian hair offers versatility and volume, Peruvian hair is light and luxurious, and Indian hair provides a natural shine and softness. For those who prefer finer textures, European hair stands out as the ultimate choice. By understanding the unique qualities of each hair type and caring for your wig properly, you can enjoy a beautiful, natural-looking hairstyle that enhances your confidence and style.