#Private Label Personal Care Products

[private-label-skincare-haircare]

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[youthxtract]

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From gentle lotions and shampoos to baby oils and creams, we offer tailored solutions that meet the highest safety standards and are free from harsh chemicals. Our products are designed to be gentle on delicate baby skin, while our flexible manufacturing process ensures we can accommodate businesses of all sizes. With a focus on quality, sustainability, and customer satisfaction, we provide services pan India, helping you bring trusted, premium baby personal care products to market that parents will love and rely on

[cosmetify123]

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[nutriglowprivatelabel]

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[nikolekozmetics]

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Our range of natural cosmetics utilizes the goodness of nature to deliver effective and safe skincare solutions, promoting healthier and more radiant skin. India has long been celebrated for its ancient wisdom in herbal remedies and beauty rituals. Nikole Kozmetics embraces this heritage and combines it with modern manufacturing techniques to create products that cater to the evolving needs of consumers.

Our formulations are meticulously crafted, blending traditional Indian ingredients with scientific advancements. The result is a harmonious fusion of nature's bounty and cutting-edge technology, ensuring the efficacy and quality of their natural cosmetics. Nikole Kozmetics prides itself on maintaining the highest standards of quality in its manufacturing processes. From sourcing the finest natural ingredients to implementing stringent quality control measures, we prioritize excellence at every step.

Each product undergoes rigorous testing to ensure safety, purity, and effectiveness. Our commitment to innovation is evident in their constant research and development efforts to introduce new and improved formulas. Nikole Kozmetics aims to exceed customer expectations by providing skincare solutions that are not only natural but also innovative and results-driven. Nikole Kozmetics offers a diverse range of personal care products that cater to various skincare needs.

From facial cleansers and moisturizers to serums, masks, and body care essentials, our product portfolio covers every aspect of a comprehensive skincare routine. With a focus on addressing common skin concerns such as hydration, brightening, anti-aging, and blemish control, Nikole Kozmetics ensures that consumers can find products tailored to their specific needs.

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[aadhunikayurveda]

Start a skin-care brand

One of the most lucrative sectors in the global economy is skincare. It's growing quickly and there are tons of niche markets for specific products, which means you can make and sell your own. Whether you’re planning to sell skin-tightening products, exfoliators, moisturizers, masks, or, you’ll always have a market among consumers who want to look their best and boost their confidence. 

That is a fantastic chance for budding business people who want to launch a skincare line. Imagine all the individuals you could introduce to have beautiful, healthy skin. That makes starting your own skincare business exciting, amazing, and absolutely thrilling.

Important Steps - It takes a lot of work, but it is entirely possible to bring a wonderful skincare product or service idea to life.  Here are a few steps, you must follow to start skincare brand in India:

1. Identify your place in the skincare market

2. Identify Your Niche

3. Write a business plan

4. Choose your brand name and logo.

5. Incorporate your skincare business

6. Find a skin care product manufacturer or supplier. 

7. Meet the Legal Requirements

8. Decide the price point for your items.

9. Begin the marketing process.

10. Set realistic sales and distribution goals.

Unless you plan to make your products yourself, you will need to research find a good partner who can take a lot of pressure off your shoulders when you’re designing your own line. 

If you want to make custom products, take your time to find a private label organic skincare product manufacturer who can create your unique formulations. It can help to have a very clear idea of what you want so that you can explain to private label manufacturers what you want to create for your business.

A quality manufacturer will quickly, in large quantities, and in accordance with the strictest legal requirements, allowing you to concentrate on developing your brand.. All you need to do is make sure you’re picking a reputable company or manufacturer you can trust. 

Best private label ayurvedic manufacturing - Whether you’re planning on working with a manufacturer one thing matters above all else—efficiency, but when it comes to running a premium skincare line, it’s always better to make sure you’re working with a quality manufacturer and  not with the cheapest option.

Hence, Aadhunik Ayurveda is one of the best private label ayurvedic manufacturers, they are leading and certified companies in India and across the world for skin care products, essential oils, hair care products, cold pressed oils, cold processed soap, health & wellness products.

The company is engaged in manufacturing & exporting a premium quality collection of organic and chemical-free products. Their aim is to offer their consumers the highest-quality organic skin care, hair care, and wellness products at the most competitive pricing.

They also have dedicated in-house R&D team of experts in ayurvedic & chemical free product design, developed a complete range of skincare, haircare & personal care products.

They are the top leading Private Label Organic Skin Care Products Manufacturer in India and provide some of the following products such as - 

Cold Pressed oils

Essential Oils/ Hydrosols

Herbs & Powder

Cold Processed Soaps

Baby Care Products

Men’s Care products

Treatment oriented products

Wellness Products

[evangelinesbible]

YOUR 4H AND YOUR FUTURE SPOUSES CAREER(S)

Derivative astrology timeee

7H = Spouse/ Marriage

10H = Career

10 houses away from the 7H is the 4H

SUN/LEO

Your FS will probably be someone who is quite popular or even famous in their career field. They’re probably a very creative person as well. They might potentially be any type of entertainer so, singer, actor, comedian or dancer. They might also have a job that involves children’s entertainment.

MOON/CANCER

Your FS might be a realtor or someone who builds/ flips homes for a living. They might have their own brand/ business that sells self care products. They might also be very creative and artistic so a painter, poet, or singer is very possible as well. They also might be some sort of nurse, teacher, or social worker for children.

MERCURY/ VIRGO/ GEMINI

Your FS might be a writer, journalist, public speaker or teacher. Their career field involves education and/or the mind. Your FS might also be some sort of influencer or their career involves social media. (Specifically for Gemini) Your FS might be some sort of vet, doctor farmer, trainer or life coach. (Specifically for Virgo)

VENUS/ TAURUS/ LIBRA

Your FS might be someone who is very invested in the fashion, art and music world. Specifically for Taurus they might be a singer, interior designer, chef, model, or someone who works with nature. Specifically for Libra they might also be a model, politician, lawyer, couples therapist, or a party/ event planner.

MARS/ARIES

Your FS might be into the athletic field. They themselves might be an athlete or coach a team. They might also be a personal trainer. They might have an independent brand, label or business. They’ll most likely have a job that involves leadership so directing or being a CEO.

JUPITER/SAGITTARIUS

Your FS might be someone who could do any career and they’d be successful at it. Specifically, they might be the most successful in a career that involves traveling and exploring the world. They might be a professional traveler, tour guide, flight attendant, pilot, or professor who teaches abroad

SATURN/ CAPRICORN

Your FS might be into business and marketing. They are most likely into the more corporate side of business and heavily invested in investments and stocks. They might also be some sort of doctor. They also might be apart of a management company or they manage a bunch of people themselves.

URANUS/ AQUARIUS

Your FS might be into all things science and electricity, they might also be a social media influencer as well. They might be some sort of scientist, engineer, electrician, or neurologist. They might have some sort of online business or their career in loves being online. So maybe a YouTuber or Streamer.

NEPTUNE/ PISCES

Your FS might have a career that involves glamor and spirituality. They might va more flexible and laid back job. They might be an actor, musican, producer or singer. They might be into tarot, reading palms, astrology, and they might teach all of these things as well. They might also be into film and photography.

PLUTO/ SCORPIO

Your FS may have a career that is secretive, private or invades their privacy. They might be in a career field that involves research, physiology, investigation, or witchcraft. They might be in a position of power as well so some sort of CEO or business person who is really good at investing. They also might be into the police force, military, or banking.

What’s yours? Mines Scorpio 4H with Pluto/ Moon Sagittarius. 4H ruler being 4H Sagittarius Pluto/ 9H Taurus Mars.💋

-⚜️💫⚜️

[puppietooth]

hi these are some of my sydcarmy headcanons:

* i love reading fics where they both realize they like each other and then start furiously making out but. also. what if carmy asks syd out and she’s a little skeptical about it at first? but she agrees to go on the date anyway — and carmy takes her out to a little fancy joint by the river and is so nervous about messing up that his hands are so so so shaky and he can’t even pour the wine into their glasses right. so he fumbles through some half apology half speech about how he’s just really happy she’s here and how he really really really likes her and how he’s honestly glad that she was willing to give him a chance and how he’s very anxious because she looks so pretty in that dress she’s wearing. and syd realizes that, holy shit, he really does like her — and she thinks she really likes him too. so they wine and they dine and when the night is over he takes her home, walks her up to her door, and doesn’t kiss her because he says that’s something he’d like to do on the third date, if she’ll have him. and of course, she says yes, she would like to go on more dates with him — she says yes like he just proposed to her, because they’re so intense about everything they do.

* i think that syd and carmy, carmy especially, are the type of people to be vaguely private about their relationship. like, it’s very obvious that they are together, they won’t hide it — if you see them in person, if you see the way they look at each other, move with each other, the way they talk to each other, you will know that they’re together. they will casually mention each other in interviews and articles, refer to the other as their partner. but they will not post a million pictures of each other on social media, they are not that couple. there will be the occasional, slightly vague post — a picture of carmy in his chef whites, back turned to the camera, posted to syd’s instagram account to congratulate him on The Bear’s fifth year of service. A congratulations to chef sydney adamu on her james beard nomination tweeted to carmy’s twitter account. and if they ever do attain that level of fame, there will be the occasional pap shot of them walking back from a deli, or a farmer’s market (in true JAW fashion). but unless you’re close to them you’ll only see that surface level to their relationship

* i know that they’re roughly the same height but in my head sydney is just slightly taller than carmy, just by a few inches, nothing too big. carmy is not the type of person that cares about height, it’s not a big insecurity of his, and deep down, he finds the similarity in height between him and syd to be quite grounding and comforting. he likes being able to hug her and comfortably put his chin on her shoulder. he likes how it doesn’t feel awkward when they put their arms around each other, and how neither of them have to bend down or get on their toes to kiss each other.

* another thing i absolutely love in fics — when syd just gets the opportunity to talk about her hair. i don’t think carmy is ignorant, but realistically, he does not know about, for instance, the difference between 2b and 4c hair (as in, the labels) and how to care for 4c hair, which (i’m pretty sure) syd has. like, i think hair care would be such an important aspect of their relationship — syd teaches him about protective styles, tells him why she sleeps with a satin scarf wrapped around her braids, what silk presses are and why she has to spend a good twenty minutes wrapping it up each night before she goes to bed. and carmy helps her take her braids out, because four hands are faster than two, he helps her put twists in, helps her blow dry and comb it out the night before her next appointment. and sixth months into their relationship, he becomes a walking glossary — he will tell you what leave-in conditioner is, what edge control is for, why you shouldn’t buy cantu products, the textural difference between synthetic and human hair. and secretly, he thinks to himself, this will also be useful information for him to know if he and syd ever have kids one day because yes — carmy doesn’t do things halfway and he is already thinking that far ahead.

[galactictwilight]

Leftover Dough AU

The premise is that when the Witch of Light and her coven made the Beast Cookies, there was leftover dough from each Beast that was stored and labeled in the castle under a preservation spell. So, long after the Shadow Witch began her experiments within the castle, she found the Beast Cookie's dough. Now, this is were the AU gets a bit convoluted to make it work. Instead of seeing the doughs as the finished products that they were, the Shadow Witch thought they were ingredients for the old covens ultimate dough. This is due to the fact that the Beast Cookies have cookie ingredients as a part of their names.(Or, you know, there was just so little dough she just decided to merge them all and see what happens) This is how Gingerbrave was born in this AU! His dough was made from mixing all the Beast Cookie's leftover dough together.

I also can't help but imagine that the Beast Cookies were made to be giants when compared to other cookies, but they all have an innate ability to change their size. So, Gingerbrave in this Au is actual just a child and will grow to be just as large as the Beast Cookies. There is also the possibility that Gingerbrave might gain abilities unique to himself in this AU. Another thing I am pondering is that since the Beast Cookies were made for their Soul Jams. Would my AU Gingerbrave cause some kind of reaction from the Soul Jams, like causing them to glow if he was near or touched them? Could he use them or give them a boost by acting as a substitute to their missing half(or enhance them when their whole)? Can he sense Soul Jams when they are near him or maybe he could have always felt them like a presence within his mind? Would the Ancient Cookies also have some kind of reaction to his presence?

Another quandary is how will the Beast Cookies be affected by his presence? Since this Gingerbrave is made from their leftover dough, that would make him the little brother to all the Beast Cookies in this AU. On one hand, I could go with them seeing him as a way to bypass needing their Ancient counterpart's Soul Jam to accomplish their goals, but on the other hand, what if his presence is also addictively soothing to them. What if cookies made from the same dough and baked by Witches have a pacifying effect on each other that makes them not want to harm or part from their sibling (batch-mate?). This would also have to be a phenomenon that only occurs with Witch made cookies, while cookies like Custard Cookie The III have a more human relationship with their siblings.

I also have to acknowledge how the sealing may have affected the Beast Cookies. Since three of the Beast Cookies have yet be be released, I can really only ponder on Shadow Milk and Mystic Flour. Shadow Milk is for sure a little crazy and I think all the Beast's were conscious throughout the entire time they were sealed. Shadow Milk also probably really hates when it is quiet and dark since it would remind him of the seal (this would probably make him use the calming effect of batch-mates to chase away his discomfort while also trying to cover up his true intentions with some other reason for his actions). Mystic Flour probably won't really change personality wise that much, however, she will be the stone faced character that is cuddling their baby sibling in private with no facial change (a kuudere, maybe?).

This is all that I could come up this for this AU. There are probably a lot of way this could be made into a story and I will probably put a list at the end of this. I hope my AU rambling was entertaining and interesting. Also, if anyone wants to use this for a story or sees a story with a similar premise to this, please let me know. I would love to read it.

Now, unrelated to this story Idea, I wonder how it would effect the characters of cookie run kingdom when it is revealed that the witches they worship/feared are dead and the ones around now were not the ones that loved and cared for cookie kind. I don't think I have really seen anyone go into depth about the connection between witch's castle and kingdom. I mean how tragic would it be to learn that the good witches perished while trying to bring prosperity to the world because one of them tainted the spell they were casting. How shaken would they be to find out that those witches became cookies as well? Heck, how would the Beast Cookies feel knowing the fate of the witches that sealed them. I truly wonder the reactions from those not in the know to such news.

Story Direction list:

Angst/maybe Hurt/comfort- Shadow Milk uses Gingerbrave as a substitute for his Soul Jam and succeeds in his plan. In this, Shadow Milk uses the bond only to keep Gingerbrave helpless and obedient (as well as a comfort to himself when he needs it). Will the Ancients be able to defeat the beast cookies before its to late? Will Gingerbrave's friends be able to rescue him? (Can Gingerbrave somehow redeem the Beast Cookies?)

Horror/Platonic Yandere- This would start like the angst story but proceed into a psychological horror as Gingerbrave is pulled into a forced family with the Beast Cookies. There will be a mounting horror as he sees glimpses of what his 'family' is doing to other cookies all while they treat him like a beloved toddler and no matter how hard he tries to be angry and hate them, he can't. Gingerbrave is slowly but surly succumbing to the bonds of Witch baked cookies born of the same dough.

Action/mystery- Throughout the campaign to free the Vanilla Kingdom from Dark Enchantress Cookie's forces. Pure Vanilla Cookie notices a peculiar reaction from his Soul Jam when he is near Gingerbrave. He is not the only one...

Mystery/?- Strawberry Crepe Cookie just can't understand how that group of crumbs for brains beat her! She's poured over the data and looked at their compositions and still can't find out what. WENT. WRONG?!?! Especially with that candy cane welding idiot, Gingerbrave!

Part 2

[jesncin]

So I'm thinking about making art of Bruce Wayne as a Latino man but I'm worried it won't fit in with his story. Do you think a story where Bruce is a POC could work or?? Apologies if this is so out of the blue but your comics have really been an inspiration to me and I'd love to hear your opinions on a take like this.

I'm not an authority on Latino representation as someone not from those communities, but what I can say is that Bruce has been reimagined as a person of color many times throughout fandom and canon as well. We've talked about Hong Konger Bruce from Gotham High, but we also have Batman Unburied and (in my heart) Batman Audio Adventures that have reimagined Bruce as Black.

I don't think there's anything in Batman's story that makes it so Bruce can't be a person of color. People can argue that he's the product of being rich and white, but as we've discussed with BIPOC!Lex Luthor- there's plenty of opportunity for narrative there as well. Plus you can twist things! What would Batman's relationships to the cops be? Batman Unburied chose to make an ACAB Bruce (which I think is very fitting). Maybe he chooses to work with the cops initially before learning how corrupt they are- and as someone who looks like the kind of people who are racially profiled, that informs his perspective. Maybe he has a special empathy for the disenfranchised. @/jokeb0i said "reinterpretation has no limits, only insinuations and consequences".

More than anything, in fandom especially, if you just wanna draw Bruce Wayne as a person of color that's fine! You don't need to justify yourself, you're out here having fun. I get told a lot from my Lois Liando Private Interview comic that "this is an actual good racebend because it has a reason!" and while I get that I narratively justified why I changed Lois, over here in fandom sometimes needing to see yourself in characters you love is enough of a reason to change them. While I think there's fair criticism over how fandom can sometimes treat identities as labels/accessories/a color palette change, if it's something you want to do because you care about it- then people will see that passion.

[c0rpsesim]

Meet the family! Pt. 1

My current household that I’m having too much fun with lol.

Hope Pressley - Gen 1

After running away from, Hope Pressley, a young adult at the time, found herself living in a small, one bedroom apartment in a large city she knew nothing about. She was broke, had zero skills, and no high school diploma. So, in order to make ends meet, she took a job as an exotic dancer at the local strip club.

Not shortly at all after, she started hooking up with the club owner, Ryland, who just so happened to have a side business in drug dealing. He introduced her to the enticing world of narcotics, and soon she became entranced in the party world. Constantly upsetting her neighbors by throwing parties with loud music, drugs, and too many people to count, she was locally hated. But she didn’t care. Her life was just one big party and she was having s blast.

But the party came to a holt when she found out she was pregnant. She didn’t mind the thought of parenthood, but she was not in a position to have a child. She was broke, and her apartment was too small to accommodate a baby. She planned to terminate the pregnancy, believing it was the best decision for everyone involved, but when she told Ryland, he was so excited she just couldn’t go through with it.

Though pregnant, she just couldn’t let the party lifestyle go, and she loved her job at the club too much to quit. So, Ryland agreed to move her off the stage and let her try her hand at giving clients private dances until she began to show and they started to suspect. She continued to throw her parties, pop her pills, smoke her cigarettes, and snort her lines—her multiple addictions weren’t about to let a baby get in the way. At one of said parties late into her pregnancy, Hope stumbled into the bathroom of her own apartment to pee and caught Ryland, who had recently proposed marriage, hooking up with her co-worker, Bonnie. Angry, she broke up with him, pushed her around, and kicked them both out. Though she couldn’t help to continue hooking up with him every now and then.

Instead of sulking over her breakup, she decided to focus on getting her bag up. She came up with a scheme to support her family. She began selling drugs to clients at the club under Ryland’s nose. After finishing her private dances, she’d slip her clients a bag from her own personal stash. As Gizmo aged up to a child, she managed to save enough money to buy them a small, two bedroom trailer in Moonwood Mill.

Life was starting to look up for Hope at this time. She had a decent home with a large yard for her son to run around in, and she was making enough money with her dancing and drug dealing that she was able to spend it wherever she wanted. She bought herself a guitar and music production station and began making a name for herself. She made a few hits and got accepted to a record label, where she met world-famous producer Casey Sloan, who promised to make her a star.

But even at the height of her fame (a two-star celebrity), she couldn’t let life in the fast lane go. She continued to pop her molly, snort her lines, and she just couldn’t let her clients friends down by retiring from dealing. She’s living her best life. She’s back with her baby daddy, and secretly seeing Casey on the side. Gizmo is happy to be living with his father again, and is excited another the tree house project they’re working on together.

Then… she gets busted. In the middle of work at the club, the cops show up and arrest her. She’s sent to jail and released. As she waits for her court date, she lawyers up and continues to party. Might as well if she’s about to be sent off for who knows how long, right? The night before her court date, she takes a pregnancy test and it comes out positive. She thinks it’s Casey’s but isn’t sure. When the time finally comes, she’s sentenced to serve three days in prison and is sent off immediately, leaving coke-addicted Ryland to look after Gizmo.

While in prison, Hope decides to get to know the other inmates, though this might have been a mistake as one of the inmates approaches her, telling her that her brother can get her a good price on drugs on the outside, and asked if she’d like her to hook her up. Wanting to make a better life for herself, Hope declines the offer, but it seems to leave a sour taste in the inmate’s mouth. Later, the day before Hope is supposed to be released, the same inmate approaches her during a search, asking her to hide a contraband cell phone for the inmate. Wanting to get on her good side, Hope accepts thinking they wouldn’t find it. But they do, and Hope is sent to solitary confinement and two days are added to her sentence.

While in solitary confinement, Hope starts to hear someone whistling from the cell next to her. The whistling turns to a whisper that tells Hope to hurt herself. Hope questions the inmate on the other side of the wall, and it tells her that if she hurts herself, they’ll let her out. Hope listens, and gets ready to run into the cell door, but just as she does, the door opens, sending her crashing into a male correctional officer. He asks who she is talking to, then informs her there is no inmate in the cell next to her.

The two begin to talk through the door, and he tells her that no one would know if he just opened the door and snuck inside. She asks him what he’s waiting for, and the two begin a short secret love affair.

The romance is short lived, and the two of them say their goodbyes when Hope is released. Gizmo has aged up to a teen, and Hope is in the third trimester of her pregnancy. Ryland has seemed to have moved out without a word, and apparently all Gizmo does is smoke weed and play video games. He also has a girlfriend, though Hope isn’t sure which blonde it is… officially. Kaitlynn.. or Karlee??

Hope is sober for exactly two days before the cravings get the better of her. She let go of the pills, but she just can’t seem to resist the confidence her lines give her. And her clients keep hitting her up, and she’s gotta get rid of the stash she’d hidden before being sent off to prison somehow, right?

Time jump, Hope buys a decently-sized three bedroom house in Willow Creek, and things are starting to look up again. She’s a full grown adult now with two children, and is somehow… a grandmother already? She supposed Karlee was the girlfriend after all, though she never really bothered to pry into her son’s life. All she knows is that Karlee is the mother of his child, and has seemed to have moved in though no one bothered to ask Hope for permission. Yet, she does wonder why she still sees Kaitlynn hanging around here sometimes.

Hope was in a happy relationship with Casey, and they planned on moving in together, but he found out that she’d been selling herself for some extra cash and dumped her. He took her to court for custody over their daughter, Jade, and he’s far wealthier than Hope could ever hope to be, so of course he won.

Hope is currently working on getting herself straightened up so she can get shared custody of Jade. Her relationship with her son is slowly falling to pieces, and she can’t stand how Karlee seems to think she’s so much better than Hope. She hasn’t heard from Ryland in forever, and Casey despises her, rarely letting her see her own daughter. Hope has developed a fear of being alone and is currently experiencing a midlife crisis. She doesn’t know what to do with herself, and drugs are the only thing she has to turn to.

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If you made it this far, thanks for reading! Lol I enjoy making my sims’ lives chaotic. They cannot have peace. Its the best way to play the game lol.

I do plan on making a part 2 about Gizmo and Jade. And hopefully updating as they age though I never follow through on anything so who knows if that’ll ever happen. Anyways…

Until next time folks!

[youthxtract]

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[vulcansforbiddenforge]

Good evening everyone. I have a feeling few here would remember me as it has been quite a long time.

I am an inventor of sorts, You figure the way to me anonymously, and you either get the blueprints or the invention you wish for. I have been offering this for years now on and off, and while I am active, I may even take commissions.

Perhaps that is a bit... simplified however one of the costs happens to involve obeying my rules with the invention. If not you may have a *nasty* surprise in store. I do not care who gets my inventions for the most part but my rules are final

I find myself busy most of the day, i do not have the time to maintain most of this alone, so i have brought Daisy along, my Digital assistant. She will talk when i am unavailable.

>>Hello!! I am Daisy! A digital assistant to help Mx. Vulcan's commissions and orders in order! I love interacting with new people! :D

>>Right! I am to tell you all Mx. Vulcan's Rules for ordering! (LAST UPDATED APRIL 11, 2025) Ahem

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Psycho - Part 8

Characters: Vincent De Garmont, The Marquis, From John Wick 4.

Setting: This story is set in my own universe, so not exactly the John Wick universe.

Warnings: 18+, SO MANY. Sex, abuse, violence and murder.

Ines sat in the big hotel bed under the covers in a black slip. It was Vincent’s room, or now it was theirs. They shared a room now, more or less. He didn't let her move all her things there because he thought it became too cluttered. He didn't want her make up close to the bathroom and had been really clear with that after he had gotten her powder on his white suit pants. 

She looked around the tidy room and listened to the faint sound of Vincent brushing his teeth in the bathroom. She had gotten some new information about him that she couldn't stop thinking about. 

Boyfriend. Vincent has had a boyfriend. Of course she had thought about what sort of partners the Marquis could have had before her, she had even wondered if he had experience with men but that thought hadn't come up while they had been more intimate with each other. She just saw him as her guy then and the thought that he would have chosen the company of another man before he met her had been erased. 

The door to the bathroom opened slowly and the tall man came out, dragging his hands through his unstyled hair. She knew he got stressed by feeling hair in his face and when he didn't have any products in it he showed his annoyance by his soft hair openly. He was dressed in a baby blue satin pajama set with his cursive initials on the breast pocket. It was so shiny it snatched all the lightning from the room. Ines looked at him from top to toe and smiled to herself with mixed emotions. Yeah, the Marquis had had a boyfriend. 

He crawled down next to her and did the last of his nightly routine. He put on a black eye cover on his head, moisturized his lips, and then his hands. No wonder he was as soft as a baby. He took care of every part of himself with the best French products. 

Ines looked at the sleep mask. It had become a signal for her: no sex tonight. She had a much bigger need for it than Vincent, and she suspected the only real satisfaction he could get was from seeing a life fade away in his hands. But the mask also meant they could talk; if he hadn't a book in his hand, it was okay. 

“So you're bisexual? Or Pan?” She asked curiously with an expecting expression. It was probably the most private question she had asked The Marquis. 

He looked at his hand while giving his cuticles some extra moisturizing. 

“You Americans...” he said with a downgrading tone. Ines looked at him tiredly. 

“You're also American!” 

“Not in my heart,” He said it like it was an obvious fact. 

“Yeah, yeah. Continue.” 

“With what?” He looked up at her with a bored expression. 

“Are you bi?” 

Vincent clicked his tongue and laid down in bed on his back, while Ines sat up more instead, against the headboard. 

“I don't see it like that. I am with the person I want to be with.” 

“So you're pan?” 

“What the fuck is pan? A frying pan? Peter Pan?” 

“Ha ha ha.” Ines faked a laugh but smiled when Vincent gave her a dimpled one. 

“I just think it's unnecessary to throw around words. Why does it matter? Do you want a word so you can judge me?” 

“Noo…” Ines felt stupid about her conservative thinking, especially because she in one way wanted to judge him. She wanted to be able to put a label on him. 

“Can we stop talking about this now? It's such a boring subject. I've been invited to the opening of Dior’s boutique this weekend. That's a better subject.” 

Ines looked at him unpleased and crossed her arms. 

“You don't need to come with me,” he said irritatedly, pulling down the eye mask. 

“Must you be like this? Why can't you just share things with me?” 

Ines sounded irritated for real now, and it made Vincent pull up the mask again. 

“I do! I just said you can come with me to fucking Dior!” 

“I don't want Dior! I want to know shit about you! I know you know my whole fucked up story while you don't tell me shit!” 

Vincent sat up and pulled on his pajama shirt, which twisted around his body.

“Your “fucked up story” is just bullshit! It was just child play! I will not share my story with someone who can't even handle their own bullshit story.” 

In his upset state, Vincent lost his accent again, but also that elegance that otherwise lay over him like the thinnest chiffon. 

“You maybe let your fucking junkie mom die in front of your eyes, but I broke every fucking bone in my trashy parents bodies with a hammer! And that's fucking soft for me!” 

Ines turned to him in shock. She furrowed her brows. She looked upset, but Vincent looked at her with a killer look. She knew he would kill her then and there if she said the wrong thing. The thought of that was so hot. She wondered for a second how he would do it. Strangle her? It felt like the easiest way, but something told her that was too boring for him. It was more believable that he would bite her and drink her blood. 

Ines squirmed and Vincent looked at her pressing her legs together. His angry look changed slowly to a mocking one. 

"Filthy girl,” he said lowly and sat up on his elbow. 

“Shut up,” she said but with an amused smirk. Vincent laughed and sat up more and lifted the cover to look at her panties. 

“You're such a psycho. Who gets wet from such a story?”

“I said shut up!” She whined but with a laugh and pulled up the cover. Vincent smirked and shook his head. Ines looked at his handsome face and thought about jumping him, begging for his cock but she had a question she needed an answer to. 

“What happened after you killed your parents? Did the police understand it was you?” 

Vincent laughed and laid down again with his hands behind his head. 

“Of course not. Do you know how cute I was? I was fourteen with angel eyes and the cleanest record. High grades, liked and good mannered. Appearance is everything.” 

Ines looked at his proud smile and thought about how he was now. Appearance was still everything to him and he had slowly taught her the same thing. Her Dr. Dre t-shirt and leggings with holes was probably not the best look to have to be trusted. 

“Why are you so sexy?” The word just jumped out her mouth. She couldn't control her horniness any longer. She laid her chin on his chest and looked up at him. 

“Because I'm everything other men wished they were.” 

Ines laughed and kissed him. He was probably right, she didn't care really, she just wanted his cock. 

She unbuttoned his pajama shirt and looked at his broad chest and his biceps. His body contrasted beautifully with the soft shirt and even that was turning her on. Appearance was everything but under it was a sexy, wild man. 

They kissed again over and over, Ines straddling his hips, grinding against his erection. She was so turned on but even when The Marquis moved her panties to the side to touch her sensually she couldn't stop thinking about one question. She pulled away from him a little which made Vincent look at her confused.

“Did you take or give?” 

Vincent didn't understand at all and looked even more confused. 

“I guess you slept with your ex. Did he fuck you in the ass?” 

Ines furrowed her brows when she saw how offended Vincent got. She just wondered. Or maybe it would be a little hot if he had? 

“Did you just ask me if I…” he looked at her still as offended. 

“What? It's not a big deal. I've had anal sex too. It wasn't pleasant but that's another story.”

Vincent pushed her away from his lap and shook his head in disbelief. 

“I guess that means you didn't? You seem offended…” Ines felt nervous now, it felt like she had maybe said something stupid. Vincent stood up from the bed, still without a shirt. He didn't say anything, instead he walked out of the room slowly. Ines looked after him with pain in her stomach. She hadn't expected that it would be so sensitive. To her surprise he came into the room again, but with a glass of an amber colored spirit. 

“You know that you're the most annoying girl ever, right?” he said and sat down in bed again. 

“Yeah?” She answered and smiled nervously. He looked at her while taking a sip of his drink. 

“If I tell you… My story, will something between us change then? Is it something you can't handle to hear?” He looked at her with big eyes and when Ines looked closely she could see there was worry in them. He really had some sort of feelings for her. 

“Maybe rape?” She said honestly. He showed himself vulnerable so she had no reason to lie. 

“I have never done such a thing. I promise,” he said sincerely while looking into her eyes. “The only woman I have hurt is my mom but she was worth it.” 

Ines laughed low and crawled closer to his side. Vincent laid his arm around her shoulders and took a deep breath before he started to talk.

××× 

Vincent didn't understand at all why his parents left France. They moved to his relatives in New Orleans, his poor, trashy relatives. He looked at them with distaste, even if he was just eleven years old, and looked down at them like they were vermin in his life. In France, his life had been totally different; his mother came from a noble family, and he learned at four years of age to eat escargot, with pincers and all. His grandparents thought it was amazing but also a bit funny that he showed more class than both their kids—his mother and uncle. He was a natural. Early in his life, he stopped playing games like normal kids and instead focused on what he noticed his grandparents seemed to think was important: culture, food, politics, history, and how they looked. He was born to live like the rich, but his parents had other plans. 

Vincent hadn't thought about who would inherit after his grandparents and had a naive belief that he would be able to continue his luxury life. There was nothing else for him. Money and luxury were the grounds he was standing on. The day both his grandparents had died, the family realized there was just one person who would inherit everything: Vincent's uncle. He was older than his mom, was a man, and had more class. His mother had chosen a man from a simple background, a dentist without his own practice. Vincent was ashamed of his father, the peasant, even if he hadn't been alive without him. He wished his mother could find someone else, but she chose to stay with him and rip away everything that was important for the eleven-year-old Vincent: money, good food, and pricey wine. They destroyed his life and moved to his father's home country. USA. The land of tastelessness and hydrogenated fat. He was sure he wouldn't survive. 

His parents became middle-class and believed they could spoil him with soda and chips. They seem to believe the American lifestyle would fit an eleven-year-old boy better, but Vincent looked at everything with distaste. His family, relatives, and everything around him. He dreamed about champagne and oysters. He wished for hand-tailored suits and cufflinks in platinum. 

Even if he felt like a prince lost in a garbage dump, he succeeded in charming most people around him. He knew he had the looks for it, the manners, but also the intelligence. It was known in the area that he was an unusually smart boy, an unusually well-mannered boy. He was the golden boy, so golden neighbors bragged about him, even if they just met him once or twice. Females were especially weak for him, and even he thought it was weird how grown women wanted to be around him, a thirteen-year-old boy. It was also how he got money. They gave him money just to listen to their problems. They gave him liquor to make him stay longer. He thought it went well for him until he noticed a group of people who would give him even more money: men in “not so functional straight relationships." He knew it was strange, and many would have looked at him as a victim, but he never saw himself as a victim. He was not the type. 

He probably earned more money as a boy courtesan than his mother did as a social worker, and he spent it all on himself. It was the day his father came home in anger after hearing a rumor about his son selling his body to rich men Vincent killed both of his parents. He hadn't planned it, but seeing his father throw out his Louis Vuitton bags on the floor, spilling out his YSL perfumes, and digging in his jewelry box, he had enough. They were so disrespectful and also so below him that he needed to get rid of them. So why not do it in a fun way? That night, he snuck into their room, tied them to the bed, gagged them, and gave them a hammer hit for everything they had taken from him. Bourgogne wines, seafood, belts in real leather, a good hairdresser, watching polo... The list was long, so their bodies looked more like minced meat when he was done. He looked at his craft in excitement. It felt like a great accomplishment, maybe even an artwork. He wished he could take a picture of it and show people, but he knew no one would understand. People around him were way too unintelligent to understand it.

××× 

Vincent had pulled her up in his lap and held her face and kissed her deeply. He made a sound of pleasure and kissed her again.

“But you understand, right? It looked like a blood red butterfly, a meaty, powerful butterfly. And it was what they were. Finally they were there they should be, you know? Their kill was the most beautiful thing in their lives,” he said with wonder in his voice. Ines giggled. 

“You sound like a psycho!” 

Vincent looked at her and licked his lips. 

“Noo… I just know my art.” 

Ines shook her head in amusement and kissed his lips again. 

“But what happened after that?” 

Vincent leaned back against the headboard and looked around dreamily. 

“I went to one of the rich men and then I had my alibi. Not like he dared to say something else. He was fifty years old hanging around with a fourteen year old boy. Better they believed I was there as his literature student than telling the cops I was there getting drunk on cognac and showing off in his pool. Everyone was on my side anyway. I was the golden child.” 

Ines dragged her hands through his hair. She wasn't surprised. He had that aura that made him feel like the most valuable thing, person in the room. 

“And then?” She asked. 

××× 

Everyone felt sorry for him. He was an orphan. Several people offered to help him and open their homes for him, but Vincent knew where he wanted to be. He wanted to go back to France. He had his uncle there. Social service thought he should live with his father's cousin, but Vincent handled that situation with crocodile tears and an accusation of abuse. He got what he wanted, what he had planned, and moved in with his uncle and his family in their castle. They still had his grandparents estate, but the family didn't want to live with the elderly couple’s old things and bought a castle for the inherited money. Vincent loved it. All the big rooms, the light, but mostly the soft rugs that were in every room. He could spend a whole day just digging his toes into the rugs. He was happy there. He could live as he wanted again. He didn't need to dress up for pathetic old men but instead did it for the other young socialites. He met his first girlfriend that way, but then there was also the young man who would change his life. Mael. His father was a sponsor of several politicians, and when they got power, they paid him back from the state's treasury. Vincent admired the father, but it was the son who created lust in him.  

×××

“But seriously, now, can't you just answer if you take or give?” Ines pleaded and dragged her fingers over his shoulders. She still sat over him. Vincent looked at her tiredly. 

“It depends on the person,” he said, just to please her. Ines nodded a little. 

“And Mael..? 

“Both. Okay?” 

Ines smiled in excitement and then giggled. She couldn't hold it in. 

“Is it weird I think that's hot?”

Vincent now smirked at her pointedly. 

“You're a filthy girl, so...” 

She smiled teasingly, and he smiled back in a similar way. Both of them reached out to each other so their tongues could meet. Ines pulled away again in a flirty way, but continued her nosy questions. 

“Is it Mael I will kill?” 

“Mael died a long time ago... So no,” said Vincent, looking around in the room. It felt like he didn't want to look at her. She hadn't felt before when he talked that Mael was such a loaded subject, but now it felt like a minefield. They were quiet for a while, with Vincent dragging his hands over her thighs with a low gaze until he spoke again.

“Should I continue to tell you?” 

Ines nodded eagerly.  

××× 

Vincent didn't get what he had wished for on his eighteenth birthday. He had hoped for a car or a trip, but instead his uncle said goodbye. He was grown up now and could leave their home. He knew his uncle didn't like him very much because he always made him look bad. He could talk about politics, history, and art in a relaxed and confident manner, while his uncle pretended to know. Vincent couldn't stop himself from correcting the older man and making the other socialites laugh at him. Vincent laughed too, like he was the man of the house making fun of the servant. His uncle wanted to get rid of him now, when he could. Finally, he could throw the boy out. 

Vincent’s ground tumbled under his feet again, and suddenly he stood homeless and penniless on the street. Maybe he could have treated his uncle and family better, but he was never mean; he was just more sophisticated than them. That they sat on the money was a stupid mistake from his grandparents; it was he who could make their family name flourish and not buy a castle and let the family estate decay. 

Lucky for Vincent, he had a rich boyfriend. Mael was kind, beautiful, and caring. A man to trust. He was the same age as himself, but instead of getting kicked out into homelessness, his parents gave him a luxury apartment in central Paris as an eighteenth birthday gift. An apartment big enough for them both. They didn't know if people understood they were a couple, but they didn't really care. No one said anything about it, and if people want to believe they lived together as two buddies, they could believe that. That they shared a bed and let each other in as close as possible was not anyone else's business. 

Still, Vincent wasn't pleased. Mael took care of him in every way, but Vincent walked around in annoyance because of the emptiness in his chest. He needed more. He needed what his parents gave him. Their lives and blood. The only thing that could make him sleep was the image of the fleshy butterfly. Its beautiful scarlet color and the satisfaction it gave him. The feeling of pumping power into his veins. 

Mael started to talk about his father's plan for him one day. He hadn't shared it before, probably because he was afraid of hurting Vincent, but their relationship had started to fade. He didn't seem to have such a big interest in closeness and seemed restless and trapped in his modern apartment. 

Mael’s father wanted to send him away for some sort of education to become a soldier in a special group of the army. It was not only the fancier group but also the group with more interesting jobs. Guard the premiere minister, be a spy in Russia, or do secret operations in the Middle East. Mael had started to think about it, but he hadn't expected Vincent's eyes to become even bigger and rounder. Mael believed he saw a chance to get an important job that could connect him to the socialites again, but Vincent just felt the butterflies wet wings around him. The smell of metal and death. 

××× 

“Was it there that the thing with your back happened?” Ines asked softly and dragged her hands over his waist, back to his sensitive back. Vincent looked at her a bit surprised that she understood that. 

“Yeah. I got the most physical jobs because… I was good at it while Mael…” Vincent looked down but nothing of his manners gave away sadness, he masked it so well. “He couldn't handle it. We were in Somalia, searching for someone together. The mayors saw us as best friends so they let us work together, but also because he was weak but also rich while I was strong.” 

Vincent continued to talk neutrally about his young love and Ines couldn't really say if he was upset over his death or not. He even sounded a bit condescending when he called the young man weak. 

“He got a panic attack while we talked with some guys and started to wave with his weapon and they started to shoot. That weak boy died at once while I survived but with my back all messed up and without a job. No one wants a soldier who can't run.” He looked at her with an empty gaze but she could see a sadness sweep by when he talked about his back. He seemed more upset over his back than Mael. His first love. Ines dragged her fingers through his soft hair and inspected his cold expression. 

“Are you not sad? For Mael?” 

Vincent looked around in the room but his expression was still unreadable. “I was. But now he's dead and I'm not. It was fun while it lasted.” He leaned back and took his glass with the amber colored drink and took a sip. He looked elegant and calm even if he was without a shirt and talked about the death of a loved one. She looked at him a bit worried. She wondered if he maybe lied to himself and hadn't gotten over Mael or if he maybe didn't know what real love was. It wouldn't surprise her. 

“But-” she wanted to ask what happened when he once again stood outside of the social elite but his phone rang on the night stand and he took it in his big hand. He looked at the name for a few seconds and bit his lip then he answered in french. Ines, who still sat over him, could clearly hear the male voice from the phone.

“Bonsoir ma chérie, je te manque?” 

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