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Deep Blue

I was thinking how much of the boys (Amazon series) doesn't have a ton of Supes with body change with their powers. So I thought of something that would dive into the idea.

Homelander x Supe Reader(F)

Warning: Homelander is a warning himself, but mature content. Cursing, abuse, and more.

Author Note: I don't remember when specific canon stuff happens. So there might be a little bit of things out of order.

The sheer annoyance of the Deep was undescribable. Ever since he was let back into the Seven, it has been a mistake on Homelander's part. Having someone as loyal as the Deep was what Homelander needed, not an ear wig that never knew when to shut up.

After the whole PETA fiasco, the Deep was still restricted from all aquariums and aquatic facilities. That is what Homelander thought, until Deep let slip of something he had seen recently. A water show to be exact. It was nonsense at first, the fact that it was filled to the brim with the highest quality of care tanks. That every aquatic thing he spoke to was happy. Homelander would have happily tuned it out if it wasn't for it being brought up every meeting somehow. Even giving Deep the long unentertained look wasn't even shutting him up.

Finally Homelander snapped. "What is even so great about this place!? Do you get to fuck every gill in there? If you pay extra do you flash your revolting gills to the fish to feel some kind of power. Hm? Because I'm about two seconds from lasering the whole place down to shut you the hell up." He hisses as he really didn't care to know what went on in the facility. Homelander just wanted Deep to shut up.

The Deep was wide eyed baffled as he couldn't find the right words to respond. Even a brief moment he thought he shouldn't speak at this point, but the barring eyes on him told him to speak.

"Um they have a performance that I enjoy." He swallows hard as his wide eyes try to not make eye contact with Homelander's.

"Performance?" He asked bored, but still digging for the main source of what kept Deep chattering.

"Yes, I am going there tonight if you wish to come Sir." Deep extended the offer, but he already had a suspicion that it would be turned down. Homelander was obvious busy and wouldn't indulge himself with such-

"I'll go."

The Deep found himself shocked. His jaw would have dropped on the table top if it wasn't for the stuttering mess of flying words that came out of him. "Gr-Great Sir. It will be at 6:30. I will meet you at the main floor at 6, you won't regret seeing this."

Homelander waves his hand to dismiss the excitement building. He could practically taste Deep's thrill from getting to show off the aquatic performance. It made him grimace as the rest of the meeting went on as planned.

Already the night was off to an awful start. Instead of being allowed to wear his suit to the facility, he was forced to dress in his casual wear, whatever the fuck that meant. All he had was a baseball cap, red tee, jeans that itched the hell out of his legs, and a navy blue jacket. Not the all impressive wear that Deep had dressed in. A trench coat, white shirt, khaki pants, and sunglasses. The whole thing made Homelander roll his eyes as he got this disappointment of a man to show him this performance. Homelander swore if it was some kind of sex show he would kill everyone there and Deep.

Once they made it, paid to get in, and went straight to the show at 6:30. Homelander was still not happy. His arms were folded and he avoided any children or adults that might recognize him. They stood a bit to the back as the tank before them lit up.

It was empty with a few pieces of corals and rock formations. Unimpressed Homelander was ready to just leave as everything in the room was making his head throb. The smell of cleaning solution, ocean water, filthy humans. The sounds of all the hearts beating, the AC running, and the whirling of some mechanisms behind the walls. It was practically a sensory overload for him.

Then it happened, the main show. At first there was just a quick flash in the tank. The light in the tank flickered as the flash of a shadow zoomed around in the water. His interest peaked. He focuses on the tank, hearing the steady heartbeat in the sloshing water. He heard it grow closer to the glass before the light in the tank stayed on.

On display was a real mermaid. Something straight out of a fairytale. A glistening white iridescent tail that wrapped around a rock formation. The gentle hands pressed against the glass letting the claws show a sense of softness. The piercing yellow eyes staring pass the glass and straight into icy blue eyes. Homelander had to blink a few times as he really wondered if she was staring into his soul. Then she was gone, swimming around with fins like koi fish, silk flowing in the water. Her scales reflect the light and lead up till they disappear at her naval. Gills decorating her neck like pearl necklaces. Faint scales dotted along her jaw to her ears that sharpened into smaller fins among a pool of hair.

Homelander was left fixated on the mystical beauty of the woman. The room around him seems to fade away. The smells, the sounds, everything that had been making this whole experience the worse. It was just her and him. He could almost reach out and touch her. Feel the rippling of her scales along his finger tips. The way she would fit perfectly in his hands. The way she would feel out of the water...

"She's so hot, am I right?" The deep nudges Homelander with his elbow. The quick turn of his head would give anyone whiplash. Deep had to take a step away before apologizing. "Sorry Sir. I meant she is beautiful."

Homelander sighs as he feels his senses come back to him. He watched her swim around and even meet children at the glass. Her hands gently pressed to the glass as the children gasped and called to her. Her sharp smile was similar to his, one kid points out, which she giggles to and blows a bubble heart to the glass. It pops, so does Homelander's. He squints his eyes as he licks the front of his teeth. He chuckles feeling the sharp canines against his tongue. Just like hers. She was perfect. He wants her, no, needs her. It will just take time before he can finally say that they were meant to be.

"An invitation?" You spoke as you were brushing out your hair.

Your co-worker and best friend was standing there with a block envelope, dancing it around like it was something special. Not only was he your best friend, but he was also your "handler" in a sense. He helped you in and out of the water. Got you a towel and anything else you needed. At this point you wanted to hire him as your partner, but he was already in a relationship. Which was nice to see him go home to a loving boyfriend.

He practically tears the envelope open for you. "God I hope it isn't some creep who wants you in his fish tank again. That was horrible and I practically had to carry you out."

"Yeah, that was very uncomfortable." You spoke nearly shivering from the memory.

Before you could ask who the invitation was from your best friend dropped it staring at you. His jaw was nearly on the floor with the little piece of paper.

"Adam, you are scaring me." You giggle. "Who is it from?" You set your hair brush down as you lean over in your chair to try and pick it up.

"Vought." His voice squeaks as you train your eyes on the white piece of paper with the golden V on it.

You sharply take in hair before looking at your friend with the same wide eye look. He bent down and picked it up before reading.

"Dear whomever this may concern,"

We would like to invite your mermaid of the ocean to visit the tower for a collaboration. One of our lovely recruiters had heard about the most spectacular showcase put on for the families within the area. Upon viewing, we decided it would be perfect to have a discussion with the mermaid herself at our lovely tower. We will be happy to see you at 3pm.

"Signed VOUGHT International."

Your best friend was practically screaming at the very end, as you laughed from how excited he got for you. You were excited since you have been wanting to see the inside of the tallest tower in New York. So you were excited, but it was not uncommon to get offers from people to do things for them. So all you really were excited about was visiting somewhere new.

"Well I should get dressed and let Rick know we were invited to go." You said which made your friend look a little confused.

"We?"

"Yes we, I need you to be there to act as my manager. We are going into uncharted waters and I need my best friend with me." You explain as you reach to grab your top from your chair.

You then remove the seashells from your breasts and then put on a bra before putting on a blouse. You then asks for help with getting some shorts from your bag.

Once you are fully dressed, you and your best friend inform the manager. First they congratulates you and then let you head on out. It was only since having you get popular, meant more business. Good for them and for you since you enjoyed getting more money.

The moment you left, you were put into a taxi and shortly on your way to the tower. You say in the back with your best friend looking around at the city like you don't see it every day on your way to work. You were excited, but your bestie was beaming.

"Okay, so we will go in and look around before asking for someone. What if we see one of the Seven members!?"

"Calm down Luke, we can't be going in there like a crazed fan." You tell him which makes him roll his eyes.

"But are you at least excited? This is so big for you."

You look at him with a smile as you felt your heartbeat practically racing and your nerves start to prickle along your flesh. You were ecstatic to possibly meet someone from the Seven. Though you didn't want to be rolling around in the back seat of a taxi over it.

"I am. I just am nervous."

You left it at that as you made your way to the tower. You pay for the taxi and get yourself into the tower. You already had one complaint to say if this was going to work out, but you would leave it up to them to guess. You were waiting at the front with Luke who was practically gawking at the main floor. It was just like any corporate business, but just cleaner and showing just the bit of wealth they have grown as a company. It made you feel even more out of place.

"This is incredible, but they really should get-"

"You must be the mermaid of the ocean, in character and everything." A woman with ginger hair proclaimed as she approached with a binder in her arm. "Ashley Barrett, I am the Senior Vice President of Hero Management."

"As much as I would like to say I am in character, sadly this is how I am." You gesture to your wheelchair with the blanket over your legs. You then lift the blanket to show your legs. There were like any normal pair of legs except for the small patches of scales along your thighs and calves. The patches gave off a random pattern closer to a kind of disease. Splotchy and no uniform to it. You then drop the blanket back into place.

Ashley was mostly cheer before, but now her lips turned down as she looked conflicted on what to do. It made you furrow your brows before Luke stepped it.

"It is okay, that is why I am here. I carry her when there are no ramps. So as long as this place has elevators there shouldn't be any issues." He said trying to reassure Ashley, but she stayed quiet. All she did was stare at your blanket covered legs as though she feared it. Maybe for you.

"Uh, um, yes. Sorry, I feel so rude that you were not accommodated. If you just follow me, we can head up to my office to speak privately." Ashley finally spoke as her lips formed a tight line along her face as she swallowed.

You look at Luke before he puts a reassuring hand on your shoulder. Nothing could go wrong at least you figured. It was likely just her being mortified on the rudeness of the lack in accessibility to the building. Luke began to push you along following Ashley who was stiff now. She gave the feeling that she was walking into a lions den, no, forced to sleep among wolves. She guided them to the elevators and was able to call one quickly to take them up. She stood there trying to find a smile she lost back on the main floor. It looked very awkward and forced. This only made you feel uncertain of even coming.

The elevator arrived at the 99th floor and Ashley was practically running out of the elevator. Luke was quick to react and started pushing you to follow behind the Vice President. You were likely going to get whiplash since everything was moving so fast. Ashley stopped in front of a door and was hesitating to open the door. She turns to Luke and you and with a weak smile she whispers softly.

"You can leave and I can act like I never saw you both..." Her statement making both of you look worried.

Though before you could say anything the door behind her opened and Ashley's face went pale. You on the other hand looked wide eyed as the Deep was standing behind Ashley. He was smiling like he just got candy.

"Ashley, you didn't say they had arrived. I was just coming out to get some water. Hello there." He said cheery as Ashley steps to the side. She looked relieved it was just the Deep, but her eyes shift toward the room worried.

The Deep approached the both of you with a hand extended to Luke. Which he took excitedly and shook his hand before Deep moved onto you. He put his hands on his hips giving you a look over. "You are still as beautiful out of the water. Do you need some water? Anything that I can do to make you more comfortable? I am a big fan of the show."

The Deep was a fan of your performance, you felt flattered and even giggled softly from the offers. "No I am fine, thank you. I am glad to meet a celebrity fan." You smile looking up at him as he looked at your lap. "If you are wondering, no, my tail is not under the blanket. I don't think a tail would fit in this very well." You joke trying to keep the mood light.

The Deep forces a laugh, but he isn't expressing anything close to how Ashley acted. He was more focused on you like you would run away. It made you a bit uncomfortable as your hands grabbed the fabric of the blanket before turning your attention to Ashley.

"So is the collaboration with The Deep?" You asked thinking about what the invitation said.

Ashley snaps out of it and steps into the office. She pauses before she had to do a double check to make sure of something. Though she did not speak till you heard another voice in the room calling her name.

"Right, come in. Let's speak on that collaboration with another person you should meet." She said as though she was now tossing a hook and seeing if you catch onto what she was really wanting.

Instead of you being pushed in by Luke, The Deep steps in and began pushing you in. "Don't worry, your boyfriend must be tired of pushing you today. So I will help you."

You tense up since you didn't really like it when people pushed you around, unless you ask for it. You even glance back as Luke comes in after the Deep. You feel already extremely uncomfortable as you are wheeled into the spacious room. You looked around feeling you could breathe, but that was short lived as the golden hair image of Vought stood up to greet you. You saw it, a pause, a hesitation on how to approach you. At this point you wondered if any of these people have seen someone in a wheelchair before.

"Homelander, it is a pleasure to meet you." The cape crusader said as he approached you and looked down at you. "My friend, Deep, has told me a lot about you. He speaks highly of you." His hands were behind his back as he spoke with a sharp white smile.

"That's right." Deep said before patting your shoulders and giving them a squeeze.

At this point you just wanted to leave, but not to be rude you put on a strong front. "It is certainly a pleasure Homelander."

Homelander's eye twitched before he looks at Deep. "Deep, why don't you take our guests...boyfriend on a tour of the tower."

"Oh he is-"

"I would be happy to take a tour around the tower with The Deep. It would be an honor." Luke cuts you off as you look at him with a look of worry.

The Deep was not letting go of your shoulders till Homelander stared him down. The Deep agreed and turned to Luke. With a brief high energy excitement to show the tower, Deep wrapped his arms around Luke's shoulders and dragged him out of the office. Thus leaving you with Homelander and Ashley.

"Now you can breathe, I could see you tensing and holding your breath with Deep around. He can be too much even for me." Homelander admits making you exhale and chuckle nervously.

"Thank you." You say making his sharp smile widen before he steps over to the couch and sits down.

"Ashley."

Was all he said before Ashley quickly steps over to the TV on the wall where she had a slideshow up. She still had that grime look, but was doing her best to smile through it. Maybe this will go smoothly, hopefully.

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Under Your Spell—Vash the Stampede

Summary: You are a top supporter of a trending camboy. What you don't know, is that that camboy is your friend and roommate, Vash.

Word Count: ~3.3k

Pairing: gn!reader x camboy!Vash the Stampede

Content: sexual content, nsfw, 18+ MDNI!, masturbation, edging, voyeurism, whiny vash, teasing reader

a/n: got the brainworms for camboy vash from @biancalattei and @awkwardchick87. my only solution was to put pen to paper.

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sharing an apartment with vash was a blessing. rent prices in the city drove you two to ultimately decide to room with each other. besides, you had known each other for years and decided that living with each other would be a breeze granted how well you two got along. 

you and vash had retired to your rooms for the night for quite some time now. its almost like routine. you claimed you wanted to rot in bed, watching your shows for a couple of hours before work the next day, leaving your spot beside him on the couch an hour before he resided to his room way down the hall for the night.

yes, the two of you were impossibly close, practically stuck at the hip now, but how could you ever tell him that you needed to go get off to your favorite camboy? that's a secret that will be carried to the grave. 

something about this camboy separated him easily from the rest. he had enough charm and personality that watching his streams never made you feel guilt or shame. the easygoing smile that graced his face like he actually enjoyed interacting with his fans, comments that would stream in faster than your eyes could catch, and his deep, rumbling laugh that almost acted as foreplay itself. it always felt like talking to a close friend. until he of course whipped it out. 

he was blessed with a gift, is all you could say. he was the perfect size all around, his cock long enough to only give pleasure without causing pain for your insides but thick enough that you can feel him fill you up. well, at least that's how you envisioned it in your fantasies. he was a pretty pink, the tapered tip a delightful rosy red. the wispy blond happy trail that led down to him was neatly kept. you imagined how it felt to touch him there before pleasuring him, feeling the soft, fine hairs between your fingers. 

his body was nothing but lean muscle, a full chest connected to hard, outlined abs, flexed arms and toned, thick thighs always clenching as he neared his climaxes. you never saw his face. or hands, hands that were covered with ruby leather gloves. for whatever reason that may be. you also were 100% certain that he wore some type of wig, a smart move you would say. maybe he had unique hair to match the rarity of the beautiful person he was. he also always sported a bunny mask that obscured his whole face, only leaving his lips for the audience’s viewing pleasure, which only fueled your fantasies more, his lips always pulled into a smirk or cute smile, sharp teeth on display, teeth meant to dig into your flesh- 

ok, you were getting sidetracked. you quickly tapped into your phone to play some music through your speaker, faking that you were occupied with something else that was not watching a man touch himself on camera for thousands to see. you plug your headphones into your computer and click on the hidden bookmark saved to immediately take you to his stream. 

please wait for the stream to begin.

read the loading screen. the chat was up and alive, discussing what he could possibly be doing for the night. you adjusted yourself on your bed, towel beneath you, toys to your left. you waited with bated breath, ready to hear his deep voice come through your headphones. 

“hello hello!  how are we all doing tonight? hope your week went well, my lovelies. but not too well. not without me, i hope.” you giggle, blushing slightly as you watch his sweatpant clad form come into frame, adjusting himself in his chair. you could never see anything past him, his room obscured in total darkness. you wish you could though, just to know what he was like. oh well, all that mattered was him. 

it was obvious that he had nothing on underneath his sweatpants, the hard outline of himself evident through the thin gray material. he was leaning casually back in his chair, leaning his head to the side onto his raised fist, chatting with his fans for a couple of minutes. it was obvious that everyone was getting antsy to see him pleasure himself. you shoot a quick comment into the void. 

his eyes light up instantly.

“hi bonbon721! good to see you’re here. as always.” he adds with a sly wink. you cover your face with your hands. he always says hello to you, but it never fails to fluster you. of course, you were one of his first fans, loyal and supportive even six months later. you had an eye for budding talent. more comments come in, greeting you. other fans also knew of you, mostly since you always commented witty remarks. your comment quickly begins to accrue upvotes. he laughs heartily.

“see what you started bonbon? ok, fine. let’s get started. can’t fault a guy for wanting to get to know you before taking you to dinner.” he quickly drags his pants down, his cock jumping out immediately to slap against his toned stomach. he draws in a quick inhale, the cold air hitting his sensitive length. 

always ready for us, huh big boy? 

his eyes catch onto your comment, a flush spreading throughout his body, a dribble of precum leaking from him. he averts his eyes for a split second, glad his mask obscures his embarrassed expression. although, nothing escapes your attention to detail. oh, had you pulled that reaction from him? the thought twists the coil in your stomach tighter, squeezing your legs together to quell the ache between them. 

he spreads his legs further on the chair, leather-clad fingers coming down to grasp himself. a shuddering sigh leaves him, head thrown back. 

“what would you like me to do today, chat?”

>obviously touch yourself.

>do u have a flshlght

>edge yourself until bonbon tells you to cum.

>ooo

>agree ^

>yesss

you choke on your spit, sending yourself into a coughing fit. what? huh?! had the chat been scheming before you clicked in for the night?

wait, why me???

>because you’re the top supporter silly. it’s the stream’s 6th month anniversary too. lets celebrate

>and besides, our boy here has you as his favorite~

before you can type your rejection of their logic, wanting everyone in the chat to receive the same love as you do, a dark chuckle interjects.

“well, we gotta give what the people want bonbon. what do you say? play around with me?” your fingers shake as they hover over the keyboard. you take a deep breath in an attempt to calm yourself, before clicking the keys.

you better hold out until i say so then.

you are so thankful that there is a screen separating the two of you, coming off as a bold and confident fan rather than the flustered, meek supporter that you actually are. 

a shaky laugh rings out into your headphones, the abrupt tightening of leather on skin hinting that he enjoyed that comment. well, enjoyed being bossed around, you had gathered from all the streams you have joined in on.

now fuck your fist like you mean it.

his hand comes up to the tip, circling it in tight circles, gathering the precum dribbling from the slit to ease the glide of the leather glove against his shaft. he twists his hand on the upstroke, wrist bending back and forth as he stroked himself. his free hand flew out to grab onto the desk on a particularly good twist of his dick, teeth digging into his bottom lip, preventing his moans from slipping out. a withering whine slips out however, thrashing his head to the side as if he could escape the euphoria thrumming through him, licking up his spine. the dings of the chat bring him somewhat back to reality.

open your eyes, pretty. remember your promise. not until i say so.

stop biting your lip and let us hear you. and keep your eyes on me. 

you type out your demands, adding one hand back in your pants. you’re already halfway there, seeing as this camboy always gets you hot and bothered just with his appearance. the chat has gone silent out of respect of you commanding him, the only thing notifying him that he and bonbon aren’t alone is the reactions floating in quick succession at the top of the comments tab. the instant he lets go of his lip, a stuttering moan comes flying out his mouth.

“‘s so good bonbon. please, let me cum. ‘m almost there.” if you could see his face, you would be able to see the blush covering it. for now, all you can see is the flush covering his chest and ears. oh. you can tell he feels good. 

got a couple more things i need you to do. cup yourself.

he lets go of the desk to grab his balls, hissing in despair at the onslaught of pleasure that shoots through his body. he arches his back, strengthening the hold he has on himself down there, bating his release. he whines loudly, hand releasing himself to quickly cover his mouth with his arm.

what did i say?

“i know i know im sorry. i just have…neighbors… that i dont want to disturb.” his eyes flit to his bedroom door, checking to see if you turned on the hallway light to check on him for that outburst. nothing. he breathes a sigh of relief. you must be asleep. or the walls are actually thick here. he sends a silent thank you to the construction people who built this building. 

dont want them knowing how good you feel? i certainly wouldn't mind hearing how good my hot neighbor is feeling tonight. maybe they’re doing the same thing as you right now. who wouldn’t?

you blush at that thought, imagining vash touching himself. damn the bathroom for separating your rooms. what you would give to hear that.

vash was in the same headspace, sharing similar thoughts. he moaned, imagining you touching yourself to his groans and whimpers. no way. you definitely didn't see him in that light. the movie binging you two indulged in every night could only last so long, you claiming you wanted some time to destress before bed, always leaving for bed before him. he relished whenever you two would touch knees, or when you would lean into his side, getting comfortable for the two-hour movie. recalling how you smelt of your body wash and detergent earlier tonight only serves to make his cock throb harder.

increase the pace.

dont have to tell him twice. he goes back into his rhythm, one hand down below, the other moving up and down his length, the rosy tip turning redder, implying his imminent release. gasps and groans ring out. his thighs shake with each upstroke, tears appearing on his waterline. he tries to blink them back, not wanting the chat, especially, bonbon, to see how easily worked up he is. he heeds your commands from earlier, keeping his eyes forward.

stop

you giggle mischievouly, happy to be in control of such a beautiful man, one that follows every whim you can think of. the whine he lets out is comical, the tears trailing down his cheeks, appearing underneath his mask, hanging off his jawline. 

“noooo please have mercy! i don’t know how longer i can hold out for.”

tell us the story of how you tripped on your apartment steps again.

“seriously?? i can’t even think straight bonbon. all i can remember is a friend of mine nearly collapsing on the floor, laughing when they saw how pouty i was when i came to them for help.”

he never mentioned that detail before. funny, you had been in a similar scenario with vash a couple months ago. if you weren’t so horny in the moment, your confusion could have been a revelation.. 

ok, i kid. chat, is it time?

>god yes 

>i dont think i can hold out much longer either

>he looks so hot already

he waits in anticipation, entire body quaking in his chair. his eyes are fixated on the comments section, waiting for your command. 

come, my good boy.

a moan that can only be described as pornographic rips from his chest, his leathered hand stroking himself with a vigor you have yet to see so far in his streaming career. a shudder rips through you, your hand flying to your toy to put it to work. you wanted to be right there with him when he came. 

he begins to blabber, hinting at his cresting release. “ohh my godd so good baby. so go-” his voice hitches, ending an octave higher. you see his eyes squeeze shut through the slits in the mask, jaw dropping open. his body seizes completely, a rumbling groan echoing into his room as he shoots ropes of cum all over his red gloves, his thighs, and his stomach. he whines as he continues to squeeze out the last remnants of his orgasm, lip quivering over gritted teeth. 

it’s almost as if you're there with him, your toy quickly buzzing your release to life, collapsing backward onto your bed, eyes rolling back into your head. you could've sworn that groan rang out closer to you than just in your ears…

you feel the towel beneath you become moist, the cool sensation pulling you back to your dimly lit room. you feel slow, ears ringing from your release, and begrudgingly pull yourself up. it feels as if you’re swimming underwater, floating. the light creeps back into your vision, eyes blinking until it clears enough for you to see the computer screen again.

holy. shit. your eyes widen, hands coming up to cover your mouth. vash is laying back in his chair, still recovering from his release. white is streaked across his thighs, droplets of his release streaming down the thick muscle while pools of his cum stay gathered in the valleys between his defined stomach. he’s panting loudly, small groans interspacing each exhale. you look down at yourself, realizing that you too have made a mess rivaling his own.

>yall seeing this????

>that has to be the most he’s cum in a looong time. maybe ever.

>new kinks discovered?? 

vash lolls his head back forward, reading the flurry of teasing statements. post-nut clarity hits him full force, and he laughs loudly out of shock and overall astonishment. “you might be right chat. i haven’t felt like that since i was a hormonal teenager. bonbon–you did something to me.”

you scream behind your hands after quickly typing your response.

you did so good for me. for us. thank you

now go shower. you’re gonna be sticky soon enough

he sighs, feeling the ecstasy leak from his body. tonight turned out better than he could of ever hoped. “yeah yeah i know. ok everyone. wow. 20 minutes flew by huh? for me it did at least. but have a good night everyone. happy anniversary! lets chat again next week. love and peace!”

>love and peaceeee

>good night king

>sleep tight my cumlord~

he gets up from his chair, pulling his sweatpants back on. you rub your hands on your face. maybe you'll shower too. usually you didn't make such a mess of yourself, but tonight was definitely an exception. you’re about to close out of the tab when you see he is still streaming. he doesn’t seem to realize though, perhaps still feeling the effects from his orgasm. you watch as he takes his gloves off, teeth pulling at the red material. you lean forward, happy to see a new part of himself. you still. 

right as he pulls his right hand from his glove, a glint of silver catches your eye. a ring with engraved flowers sits on his ring finger. a ring…you had given him for his birthday this year. 

he glances up, and jumps slightly. “whoops, missed the end call button. alright, night for real guys.” he waves, before the screen goes black.

you sit there in silence, the desk lamp in the corner the only thing illuminating your dark space. you shake your head. maybe it’s a coincidence. it's not like that ring is the only one to exist in its style. even though you found it at your local farmers market. from a local seller. you decide a shower is desperately needed. as you exit your room, you head for the bathroom next door, tip-toeing as to not wake vash-

vash who steps out from his room right as you reach the bathroom. you shriek. he shrieks. 

“what are you doing up?! i thought you went to bed an hour ago?!” he questions you. you see he makes a move to cover himself, but not before you catch onto several things that are lit from the LEDs in his room. 

he’s shirtless. wearing only gray sweatpants. your ring sits on his right hand, the hand that's moving desperately to clean cum from his stomach. your eyes then catch onto the bunny mask that’s sitting on his bed behind him.

you start screaming. he starts screaming. “WHAT WHAT IS SOMETHING BEHIND ME?!” he whips around, putting himself between you and the potential threat. 

“YOU CANT BE HIM NONONO-”

he turns back around and grabs your shoulders. “hey, slow down. what are you talking about?”

“im bonbon721… from your streams-” your eyes are tightly shut but you dare a peek at him. he’s as white as a sheet. or as his cum from earlier.

“i. um. dont knoww. what you’re talking about-” he stutters.

“oh don’t bullshit me vash. i see the mask behind you. i know you cam. and you’re damn good at it too. no wonder you have thousands of subscribers.”

you can feel the heat radiating off of him. he swallows, and drops his hands from your shoulders, down to your hands. “you don't think…it’s gross?”

vash had kept this secret to himself. he really liked you but was afraid you would see him differently for jerking himself off in front of a camera for strangers. you had always shared secrets with each other since you were young, but this was one he hesitated to share.

“what? of course not. i respect the hustle. plus-” you hesitate. if you were to finish your sentence, it would change your relationship with vash. but you see the pleading look in his eyes, and realize how much of a fool you were for him. you already came this far, especially when you admitted you were bonbon, his top supporter. “-it’s kinda hot,” you finish with a whisper.

he’s relieved, all his previous worries off his shoulders. his shoulders sag, and he leans down onto your shoulder. goosebumps break out on your skin from his proximity. he smells like sex and sweat.

“you did a good job. i wasnt lying when i said i’ve never cum like that before in over a decade.” he releases your hands, wrapping his arms around you and bringing you closer. you relax into his touch, massaging the muscles of his back. “wanna know something?” he whispers in your ear. you can only hum. “in all my streams, i always think of you when i touch myself.” he gives your ear a lick as he pushes into you slightly, making you feel how hard he is. again. 

you cry out at his confession, pushing his chest back to look at him at arms length. he’s completely smug, head tilted, smirk kept back by the sharp canines digging into his bottom lip. he looks at you from top to bottom, seeing the light sheen on your legs. 

“i liked being bossed around, more now knowing it was you doing it. mind if we do it again?”

you feel hot. who would dare refuse an offer like that? 

“why not? but let's take a shower. it’ll save us some time, especially once i’m done with you.” you push him backward, kicking the bathroom door shut behind you.

a/n: you have been subjected to me having too much fun with a fic. i got in a silly goofy mood while slutting this man out. thank you everyone! teehee xoxo

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Part 2!

[marshmallowprotection]

Could we get uhhhhh hair care focused home spa day with GE Ray !!

"I'm not being too rough, am I?"

"No, if it hurt I would tell you," Ray murmured. He settled underneath your gentle strokes and leaned back against the counter as you went back to scratching the tender parts of his scalp. "I'm just not used to this sort of thing. I didn't take showers for pleasure in Magenta. They were all for the sake of getting clean in under ten minutes or... to cool me off after the elixir gave me a fever."

You knew that.

At least, that was what you figured after you talked to him about the cold showers he mentioned a few times during your walks together in the garden. It wasn't far into summer when you first met him and the gentle breeze of spring still hung in the air, however, it didn't stop the sun's lingering rays from nipping at your skin in the evening.

Even if you could only see him in the dead of night, there were traces of sunshine that lingered in the garden. Heat radiated from the grass into your clothes whenever you laid down to enjoy a moment with his hand twirled around your own. With all those layers weighing against him, no amount of a summer breeze could hide the sweat that would follow. Even during the night, Ray couldn't hide the effect of the heat no matter how much he wanted to.

His body could barely handle tension as it was, so as soon as your walks were over, it made sense for him to tumble back into his room to lay on the tile floor. It didn't bother you as much, but you had the means to regulate your body temperature. What wasn't a problem in your world was a big one in his. Fortunately, it wasn't a big deal to his body now.

He could enjoy a summer day without his clothes paving the way for a heat stroke, and he could lay in the bathtub as long as he wanted to without the fear of someone punishing him for not doing his job.

The downside to all that was that he didn't know how to take care of his hair. It wasn't as if he put much thought into it before. It was there and he did his best to deal with it. He continued to fry his curls until they were dry because he couldn't stomach the sight of himself with red hair.

Nobody taught him how to color his hair and how to use bleach to get rid of color properly. Since he didn't know how to take care of his hair to begin with and he hardly had enough time to take care of himself in the shower, it was no wonder why he always shuddered away from anyone who wanted to touch his hair. Who would want to touch him if they realized his hair was as dry as a wig made of plastic?

For a man like Ray who wanted to be seen as a prince, the idea of not being the perfect person ate away at him. His dry hands and coarse hair were a point of contention for him. The fact that he was now at ease with you holding his hand without his gloves was a step in the right direction, but it wasn't as easy when it came to his hair.

It was in desperate need of TLC but that wasn't something he could do on his own. There wasn't much he could do by himself to fix the damage caused by heat and bleach. There were serums he could use but every time you saw him look at his reflection in the mirror, you knew he didn't want to take care of it. It might have been easier if he ripped it out and started from the beginning, but you knew he didn't want to do that, either. 

He wanted his hair, but to get what he had in kind before his damage, he had to leave it alone. He didn't have to avoid it entirely but it felt as though that was his solution to the problem before you asked him if it would be easier if you applied the hair mask and lotion his scalp. If he didn't have to look at it, he didn't have to think about it. But, that was not the best outcome.

"I know," you made sure not to dig too hard into his skin when your nails dug into some of the harder spots. Those were the areas that needed to soak in cream for as long you could get him to relax. "It must be strange to have your hair wet like this, too. I can't imagine you washed your hair outside of the shower."

"No... I didn't know you could do that. Even when Saeyoung and I were little, we utilized the shower as much as we could since our mother wouldn't let us get clean outside of that time. If I used the sink to wash my hair, I... can't imagine it would've been okay," Ray closed his eyes.

You hesitated. "This isn't a bad feeling, either, is it?"

Ray shook his head. He reached up with one of his hands to find your arm, though with his eyes closed he missed your hand and ended up grasping your forearm instead.

"It's not a bad feeling. I've been afraid to ask you to touch my hair because I knew it wouldn't be a pleasant experience. You mentioned that one of your favorite ways to show affection with a partner was through playing with their hair, and I... thought if you touched mine, you would be sorely disappointed. It's not soft like wool. It's coarse and it crinkles when I try to brush it."

His hair didn't feel the way it did the day you left Mint Eye, though. That first night away from danger allowed you the chance to curl up against their body and dote on them without a second thought, but it also taught you why they were wary to let you that close. You noticed how malnourished they were, how cracked their hands were, and just how fried their curls were.

As much as it broke your heart, it invigorated your drive to make sure they never had to live that way ever again. 

It'd been a couple of months since that sweet night, and while things weren't exactly perfect, they were on track to get better and their hair was a perfect example of that. It wasn’t as dry as it used to be! It was soft although be it brittle when given too much force from a comb of all things.

It didn't snap the way it used to, and that told you it would only get better from there.

"Oh, Ray," you smushed his curls together and continued to nudge his head into a more comfortable position. "You know I wasn't sad when I played with your hair for the first time. It was nice because that was your hair. That's why I didn't want to crawl off of your lap, even during those meetings we had with the C&R team. I wanted to enjoy every moment you would allow me to touch you since I figured it might be a while before you felt comfortable with it again."

A soft gasp left his lips and you glanced over the soapy foam to see his dazzled eyes staring at you with affection. "Really?"

"Of course. Why else would be I the first one to offer to do this for you, Ray? I'm not disgusted by your body. I'll say that as many times as I have to, no matter how far away we are from Magenta, because I want you to know your body is beautiful... and I could play with your hair all day if we didn't have chores and work to do."

"Thank you," he croaked. Those words seemed to have been the glue he needed to hold himself together. "I'm happy I can give you this."

"You spoil me plenty, my prince. I want to do the same for you."

[ofbluesandyellows]

Black Cat's Curse - TASM! Fem! Reader

Summary: Peter Parker has been cursed, crossing paths with the oh so feared black cat isn't exactly in his itinerary, and no, we are not talking about or favorite lady, Felicia. On Halloween night his bad luck has prodded him to the solution he didn't know he was looking for.

Word count: 6,537

Warnings: cursing, witchcraft (lol idk)

a/n: Hi! I'm back with a lil Halloween story for you, this one fully came to me last week. It isn't anything crazy but I do hope you enjoy it. Happy Halloween y'all. I adopted a black cat recently so maybe that's where the inspo came from. Bye :)

“What do you mean you can’t do anything?” Spider-Man was about to drop to his knees, to beg. And he never begged for anything in his life, other than bringing Ben back to life.

“Ow Spider.” Her finger with a long perfectly manicured nail traced his spandex covered clavicle. “Yes, they call me Black Cat but it doesn’t mean I know how to undo your bad luck. That’s on you and the poor black kitty you crossed paths with.”

“But whenever I get unlucky it’s always because of you, how come this is different?”

“Hey, don’t come to me with that bullshit, that’s just how things are, you should’ve known better. You’re on your own Spider.”

Peter closed his eyes, not that Cat could see him but he needed a second not to throw a punch at her, he knew she’d dodged with ease but he didn’t want to risk it. Exhaling he was about to humiliate himself once more, turning around Cat was long gone.

“Mother fuck-“ a splash of what he knew was bird poo painted the red spandex of his forearm with sickly yellowy-white. “Seriously?” Arms up in the air, no one to reply back.

Peter Parker wasn’t a big fan of Halloween growing up, he always went for the uncool type of costumes, he clearly remembered asking aunt May to buy him a white wig so he could dress up as Albert Einstein when he was about eleven. Uncle Ben ended up buying him white color spray and a fake mustache so they could DIY the look. Knitted burgundy vest, faux wrinkles on his face and the already perfect bushy brows made Peter the happiest kid in the block.

He was beyond ecstatic with the way his costume turned out, adults praised him and aunt May for the effort when he went trick or treating but the real menace were kids’ nasty words and funny remarks about him. After that he either went with a boring costume, he preferred to fit in, or at least try rather than be laughed at. 

It was obvious that the teasing continued up until college, but college was bearable compared to what he had gone through since he became Spider-Man.

Peter hadn’t been in need of a costume for years now, that was the main reason why he liked Halloween now, he could walk around as a civilian in his actual suit, no one batted an eye in his direction during this day.

Flash Halloween party was crazy loud, Peter didn’t know these many people were friends with Flash.

“Hey Spider-Man!” His heart skipped a beat, but Flash was smiling at him. “Peter, you made it!” 

Peter took the mask off, he thought this would be funny, wearing his actual suit was comfortable but now he was regretting it, he had several mini heart attacks whenever called him by his alias. He felt sweat dripping from his back. Yeah he would need to wash the suit.

“Of course man! I promised, right?” he laughed trying to disguise the panic.

Flash was wearing a Beetle juice costume, a pretty epic one if Peter could have an opinion on it. 

“I see you went all in with the costume huh?” He snatched the mask off Peter’s hand. “Nah this isn’t as good as the original.” Flash laughed.

With cherry colored cheeks Peter chuckled. “Yeah, I bought it at Walmart. Everyone seems to love the guy so I just thought why not?” 

“I’ve seen worse Parker, like the guy dressed as Alex Turner? Pfff lazy.”

“Really? I haven’t seen him. Don’t tell me it’s Harry the one dressed like that.” Peter said amused.

“Almost, but no. Harry hasn’t shown up yet, bet he found some expensive costume made suit and will pull off a ‘I’m Leonardo DiCaprio in Wolf of Wall Street.””

Both boys rolled their eyes. “Wouldn’t be surprised.” 

Suddenly Peter felt cold dripping from his back. 

“Hey dickhead, watch where you are going.” Flash was the first to talk, pushing a drunk David Bowie out the way.

Peter was in shock, how come he didn’t notice, why were his senses not alerting him of the guy at his back.

The smell of sweet fruity punch and vodka lingered on his nose. 

“Shit Pete, do you want to change?” 

Peter shook his head, lipped smile on. “No, don’t worry I’m good. Just going to grab a beer.”

“Ok, if you need something just look for me, okay?” 

“Sure, thanks Flash. Cool party by the way.”

Flash grinned. “Thanks Parker! See ya around.”

The lights were kaleidoscopic, New Wave music playing, it was a lot and now his suit was wet and cold and there were pretty girls around, and he couldn’t concentrate in one thing. 

Fuck me.

Tuning around as he dodged a group of girls dressed as fairies he clocked eyes with a witch. She was sitting on the couch with other people, Peter wasn’t sure if she was with them or not but the staring sent shivers down his spine. 

She gave him a lipped smile, one he tried to emulate, not succeeding because she dropped her expression. The next thing he knew it was that she disappeared. 

He shook his body to try and get rid of the odd feeling. Finding a beer was easy, what wasn’t easy was held in the need to puke when the warm and obviously outdated beer’s taste hit his tongue. 

Peter sighed, he was tired of this, it hadn’t even been a week with this black cat curse and he was already done, no fight with Electro nor Vulture had done him this wrong. Sloped shoulders and a bitter taste he was ready to go home. 

Exiting the loud house in Brooklyn, Peter’s eyes found the sparkly ones of a witch. 

A new wave of shivers appeared as Season of the Witch played at his back. Spooky as shit.

“Okay, this is worrying me.” He mumbled.

The girl approached him in two long steps. 

“Hello,” you smiled, showing him your pearly white teeth. 

“Um hi?” 

“Sorry to bother you, I saw you in there and if you don’t mind me saying this… you look like shit.” The apple of your cheeks tinted pink. 

Peter scoffed. “Yeah? Well, I didn’t need to hear it because I do indeed feel like shit, so if you excuse me,”

He took a step to the right to make his escape, but you took the exact same side as he did.

Peter scowled.

“I—I don’t want to sound crazy but you do have like a bad aura around you, you know? Like a dark cloud following you, and… okay yeah I’m going to say this with the risk of sounding like an insane person but I promise you I am not—“

Taking a cautious step closer, you were too close for Peter’s liking. On your tiptoes you angled yourself to reach his ear.

“You are cursed.” 

Peter felt his body freeze, his eyes went wide just as goosebumps formed on his skin.

“You… how did you know?” Peter stumbled back a little. 

“As I said, I can see it.” You took a jump back. Your face went back to a soft smirk. “Need help with it?”

Peter looked around, the streets were busy still, it wasn’t even midnight yet.

“You know how to revert it?” 

“Sure thing. It’s a simple spell.” 

“Can you do it now, like chant it or whatever.” 

You scoffed. “Hell no! It’s a bit more complicated than that,” balancing on the balls of your heels you stared at him. Peter was mulling with the possibilities. You were weird as fuck. But he didn’t feel the Peter tingle as it was. He only felt wary. 

You had this cute smile and very bright eyes. If Black Cat couldn’t do anything to help him, why not take his chances and accept the help of an actual witch.

“Are you like a real witch?” He squinted. 

“Yeah.” 

“Fine. What do we need to do?” 

You grinned, joyous. 

“Follow me Peter Parker.” 

Shrugging, you said: “Flash told me.”

“You know Flash?” Well, that was news to him. He never expected him of all people to be close with a witch.

You seemed offended. “Um yes? We take bioengineering together.” 

Peter almost choked on his own saliva. “You go to Empire?”

“Yes, I’ve seen you around, you’re friends with that rich kid that always looks at the rest of us as if we were dirt under his shoe.” 

You couldn’t help but laugh when Peter scrunched his nose. “That sounds like Harry.” 

“Osborn is not always nice to everyone.” 

Peter knew that but Harry wasn’t a bad person he just hadn’t been given the attention he deserved.

“So bioengineering, huh? You’re pretty smart I assume.”

“It helps with the witchcraft thing, believe it or not.” 

Peter could see why. He grabbed his mask a little tighter.

“Oh.” 

Peter heard you say, a second later a car passed by full gas, the puddle of dirty water splashed wetting his legs. 

“You could’ve warned me, you know?” shaking his legs only made the water go down into his converses, wetting his socks. He needed to come up with a water repellent suit.

“Right, sorry. Never seen such a curse before. The grayish hue around you goes purple whenever something is about to happen. It’s kinda awesome.” You grinned.

Why was this woman always so cheery? Peter sighed and continued walking.

“Do you have a name or should I just call you Witch?” 

You chuckled. “I do have a name but Witch is way more fun. And it’s Halloween, it fits.” 

Peter grimaced. What a time to be cursed.

Both hopped on a bus after walking three blocks.

“Are you hungry Peter Parker?” 

His stomach felt like growling. “I could eat.”

“Nice, I’ll order some pizza. It should be there when we arrive.” 

Peter saw you texting. He noticed for once your whole attire. Pointy hat with purple ribbons and tulle decorating it. You had glitter smeared on your cheeks and eyelids. The dress was black tulle as well with a sparkling touch, he wasn’t sure what it was. The tights had black and purple stripes with a nice pair of black Dr Martens. It was like a modern version of the classic Witch costume he’d seen in movies. 

It suited you, what it didn’t match was your always happy features. Peter wondered if you were in fact a witch or just pretended to be one for the sake of the holiday.

“Do you like mushrooms?” You found him staring. Your cheeks went a tone deeper in red.

Peter panicked and looked out the window, far away from you. “They’re fine.”

“Good, I ordered half pepperoni and half mushrooms.” 

Humming, you, witchy girl unlocked, your phone and started to play…

“Sudoku? Really Witch?” Peter grinned, this was so odd to him.

“I like it, it keeps me on my toes.” you giggled.

Unintendedly, Peter kept an eye on the game, finger pointing to one square and mumbled “there has to be a nine.”

The grid sheet sparkled after you pressed the 9 in. “Nice one, Peter Parker.” 

“Just call me Peter.” 

Your eyes locked on his. “But Peter Parker sounds more interesting.” You nudged him, making him laugh. 

“You’re so weird.”

“Thanks.”

•••

Peter sat in the living room. The apartment was simple, it didn’t even feel witchy at all. It smelled fresh and there was some kind of lavender sent around.

“What? Disappointed?” You laughed at his face.

“A little, yes.”

“It’s 2023 Peter Parker. I don’t have cauldrons and a crystal ball.” Your witch hat rested comically on the kitchen counter.

“So what kind of witch are you, then?” Peter spoke with a mouthful, the pizza was incredibly tasty.

“I’m not one kind, I just do what I want to do.” 

Peter nodded. 

“Careful with the—“ 

Peter’s slice of pizza fell on his converses. He thought he’d been clever by not using his spandex lined boots.

“Shit.”

“I tried to tell you.”

He peeled the slice from his black chucks. “Can I get another slice?” 

You pushed the box his way. 

“How did you get cursed?” You asked, nibbling on your lip, the pizza resting on a plate on your lap, untouched.

“Crossed the path of a black cat.” He grunted. “Sounds stupid but it’s what happened.”

“Been there. I’ll fix it, it shouldn’t be hard” 

Peter straightened. “How long is it going to take?” 

You stared at him. Peter could almost see the nuts turning in your brain.

“A few hours, I suppose.” 

“Is it going to hurt?”

“Maybe?”

Peter had multidimensional war flashbacks from Doctor Strange, and the other Peters. Yeah he wasn’t in. “Well, now that I’ve had time to think about it I remember why I don’t do witchcraft. You need to find another way. I’ve had my fair share of that and it was quite the hustle so no Miss Witch I think I’m good.” He gave you a lipped smile.

“Okay… um why don’t you tell me about it, I assure you this is completely different and safe.”

“I’m not legally allowed to talk about it, so…” He shrugged. “Also you said it can hurt. I’m not down for that."

“Ugh fine, Peter Parker, but if you go, the curse won’t go away, you’ll have to live with it.”

Peter looked down, considering all that had happened maybe you were right, it’s not like he hadn’t suffered enough to handle a little magic.

“Fine.”

You got up in a jump, disappearing inside a room. Peter heard rattling and the closing of drawers. He wasn’t sure what to expect so he tried to not think about it. 

After another two slices of what he considered a perfect pizza, Peter put the plate down on the coffee table. The table cracked in two as if some almighty froze had cut it in two with a really sharp invisible blade.

“How the fuck?” He squealed, holding both sides of his face with his hands. This was nonsense. He didn’t even put force. 

“What happened?” You appeared behind him. “Oh… well I needed a new coffee table anyway.” 

You went away humming again. 

“Insane… she is insane.” Mumbling Peter crossed his arms, trying to not touch or breathe too hard, anything could create a domino effect and make the building collapse or something worse. He could die if he forgot how to breathe!

He guessed that wasn’t possible but he was not going to risk it.

The skin on his back felt sticky but he didn’t dare to move. After a moment you cleared your throat to announce yourself.

“So Peter Parker, I’m going to ask you a few questions…. It's protocol only.” 

Sitting down at his feet, you flipped a few pages, grabbed a pink sparkly gel pen and wrote down in pretty cursive calligraphy. 

Peter Parker. 

Cursed by crossing paths with a black cat :(

“You do this often or-“ he asked.

“Nah, but it’s nice to document these things, who knows when I will need the information.” You beamed, clearly excited by the whole situation.

“Sure,”

“So, have you been cursed before?” blinking, you waited for a response.

Peter wasn’t sure if his Spider-Man issues were a curse, sometimes it felt like that to be honest.

“Not that I’ve been aware of.” He leaned back on the couch. 

“Have you killed people in the past?”

His face contorted, now that was a hard question.

“It’s… um not voluntarily… I mean no, of course no” he let out a pretty fake laugh. “But I saw my uncle die and my… my girlfriend too.” 

Your face dropped. “Sorry about that.”

He half shrugged, looking the other way, he was not going to cry in front of a witch, this was humiliation enough.

“Er, next question. Do you have allergies?” 

“No.”

“Experienced dizziness, or a rush of adrenaline in the past forty-eight hours?” 

Peter squinted, these were very specific questions. “ Yeah, but what does that have to do with the curse?”

You shrugged. “See if there are side effects.” 

“The adrenaline thing isn’t for the curse… I have a stressful job.”

“That responds the next question… so how long has it been since you got cursed?” your head rested on your palm, you reminded him of that one therapist aunt May forced him to go see a few years ago.

“Three days, maybe four.” 

“Hmmm, interesting.” 

“Why?”

“Hmm? Oh well, cats don’t just go out crossing people’s paths like that. Most times they have a reason. Have you wronged a cat in your life?” your knee going up and down nonstop, Peter noticed the nervous thick. He had several.

Felicia could count as a cat but she had wronged him more than he had her.

“No.” He scoffed. 

“Ok, didn’t want to offend you.”

Peter let out a breathy laugh, this was the craziest shit that he had experienced and he had gone through a lot of fucked up shit in his life.

“Please come with me.” 

You stood up with a graceful jump. Dress puffing with air. Peter stared at your hand extended to him. The moment he took it there was this tingly feeling that crossed his whole body. 

You grinned. He glared.

The room you got in was pitch black, a breeze came from somewhere, it smelled like incense. With the snap of your fingers a yellow hue covered the room which was not more than 80 square feet, seemed to be a closet.

Three candles were floating, Harry Potter style. His hand went over the flame no wire attached to them.

“Am I hallucinating already?” He said. Hand now going under the candle he was in awe.

“Nope, we haven’t started yet.” You chuckled. “And those are totally real. It’s a very easy spell.” You said proudly.

“Cool,”

“Sit on the floor.” You demanded, Peter obeyed.

With a bright pink dust, you painted a circle and a bunch of indecipherable symbols that Peter preferred not to know what they meant. Instead he focused on you; your smooth hands tracing patterns as if it was second nature. Your lips were tuned slightly upwards, it was obvious how this made you feel. Peter felt his own lips curving. 

Hmm… he frowned, that was not right. But his mind was taking over, your long lashes with specs of glitter resting on them. Hair, shiny and soft looking. Peter kind of wanted to brush it to the side with his fingers. Shaking his head he couldn’t be thinking such things, he didn’t even know your name. And you were a witch!

And you are a fucking Spider-Man, chill the fuck out Parker.

Great! He was going insane now.

Snapping your fingers, music started to sound. 

“Is that Fiona Apple?” Peter asked, throwing her a quick glance,

“Yes! She gives off the right vibe for this.” Your sly smirk made Peter’s stomach flip.

Oh no.

Squaring down, to be on eye level with him, he caught the very faint scent of cherry. 

“I’m going to give you tea, It’s going to make you a little dizzy and jittery.” Extending your palm, you showed him two little rocks. 

“What’s that for?” Peter took them either way. 

Your index finger pointed to a clear looking crystal. “That’s clear quartz, it clears the mind, attracts positivity and repels negativity. The orange one it’s citrine for positive mood, clarity and focus.” 

His chocolate eyes never left yours, for the first time the whole night your smile quivered. You needed to gain some distance. You stood up quickly.

“Whatever happens, don’t let them go. And you have to have them around until the next new moon. Understood?”

Peter sighed, whatever helps him get over this. “Got it.”

You opened a book with a crimson hard cover. A sage green cup rested on the wooden table in front of you. Your back facing Peter, he let the little crystals roll on his palm as he heard Fiona Apple’s voice mixing with the cooing spell you were casting. Words he had never heard got whispered inside the cup, the energy in the room changed in a second, the yellow hue became brighter. 

Peter’s body shivered when you went back kneeling before him.

“Drink this, you have to close your eyes and don’t open them until I say so, okay Peter Parker?”

Peter nodded, gulping as he took the cup. It was warm to the touch. The liquid inside looked like any other tea aunt May had made him before, a little cloudy but it had a nice smell.

“I added a little honey and it’s spearmint flavored.” You chirped. 

“How many times have you said you have done this?” Peter was really curious, it came pretty natural to you. 

“Oh this is the first time, but I’m sure it’ll go almost perfect.” 

“Jesus, that’s just what one would like to hear in these situations.”

“Come on Peter Parker, this is fun!” 

“Cheers, I guess.” 

Peter drank the whole thing in one go and the taste was surprisingly good.

He sat there waiting for something to feel different but nothing changed. 

“How you feeling?” You asked, looking him in the eye.

“Should I be feeling weird?” he replied, trying to pay attention to his body. Everything was the same. He opened his eyes.

“Shit, you are supposed to be experiencing something by now. And you drank the whole thing,” you stomped your foot on the floor. “I did everything the book said.” 

Quickly, you went back to the book to check the spell as if it was a recipe. 

“Sorry to disappoint.” Peter sighed. “Hey um, this is going to sound weird, but, would you like to… I don’t know, like go for coffee one of these days?” your eyes went wide, big as saucers hearing him ask. “Or not… I mean I was just suggesting.”

“Don’t move Peter Parker.” You squinted, Peter felt something on his arm. 

“You opened your eyes!” She squealed. 

A spider, the same spider that bit him years ago was walking up his arm, then there was another and another, all of them crawling upwards.

“Holy fucking shit.” Horror stained his voice. But Peter couldn’t move. He didn’t know if he was able to feel his body.

“You are Spider-Man for fucks sake keep it together” you cried. “Told you to keep them closed."

In a swift move you grabbed a few vials filled with dust in different colors. Peter was wide eyed, gawking, unmoving about to have a heart attack.

“I can’t move, help!” his voice high pitched. 

“Shut up Peter Parker, I’m trying to think!” 

A marble mortar plopped on the table, a mix of colors and sparks flashed across your face. 

“Sorry for what’s next but you can’t move and I’m not in position to kill our city’s hero.”

Grabbing the dust on the mortar, you put the bright blue dust on your lips as you fell on your knees in front of Peter. Careful not to ruin the pentagram.

Leaning forward you said,

“The spider you see is just in your mind, you are hallucinating for real this time, that’s why i told you to not open your eyes. Wish things were different but this is it, Peter Parker.”

“What?” 

“Good luck.”

You clashed your lips with his. In a second Peter felt his whole body tingle, like he was having a serious case of pins and needles. Involuntarily his palm went up to rest on your cheek. Warm and soft. Cherry scent, and blueberry taste. His eyes fluttered shut as he kissed you, the crazy girl he met a few hours ago at the halloween party.

A sharp turn. Just like when you twirl in one spot until you feel the whole room shake and you are in that state of happy dizziness. Peter felt like that and he kind of enjoyed it. 

When the motion stopped fully he opened his eyes. Blinking he reincorporated, he didn’t know he had been lying down this whole time. 

Spider-Man’s spandex suit still plastered on his torso just that the room was not the tiny room he had been in. 

“Peter?” 

“Aunt May?” 

“Breakfast is ready!” 

Peter rested on his elbows, he was in his room in Queens. He was in Brooklyn just a second ago. And, why was he even here? His apartment was in Manhattan. 

Shaking his head he peeled the tight suit off, his body complained, a common thing by now. Taking a quick shower he saw the water run down the drain, little hints of bright blue in them. He shook his head, migraine settling behind his eyes.

“I had no idea you were staying the weekend Peter, you always let me know.” May dried her hands in the kitchen cloth as she looked at him with fond eyes. “You scared the hell living out of me last night when I heard you in your room.”

Peter frowned, he didn’t remember how he got in, he wasn’t even sure what happened after he saw Flash at the party. Late that night he found two shiny bits of crystal on his bed. His mind screamed at him to keep them near.

Until the new moon, right?

Glimpses of what felt like dreams were trying to tell him something, most days Peter woke up with the feeling that he had forgotten something but he pushed it aside, there wasn’t much time to think of Peter problems when there were Spider-Man real problems. 

It took him six days to notice his bad luck had disappeared, he felt lighter than ever, he even got a rise at his job which was hard to believe. Cat hadn’t been involved in trouble and Peter didn’t need patching or stitches for the week, he was doing amazing.

One night during patrol. He was sitting on a building in Brooklyn, there had been a fire two blocks down, no one had been injured so Peter left the scene before the police arrived. Now his legs hung on the edge of the six story building. Phone in hand. Flash posted the party’s photos, he laughed at one where a group of guys dressed as the one and only Pitbull were carrying Flash as he threw pumpkins shaped confetti in the air. Flash knew how to have a good time, Pete gave him that. 

The next photo was one where he could see himself at the back, he barely noticed it was him, the spandex gave him away. But what caught his attention was the pointy hat, purple ribbons floating. His heart increased its pace. 

•••

Flash was doing some drills at Empire’s gym. Sweaty and all, he greeted Peter with a hug and a laugh.

“Pete, you left too early the other day!” 

Peter’s cheek went warm. “Sorry, yeah I wasn’t feeling well.”

“No problem. You want to play? For the good ol’ days.” Flash chuckled.

Peter remembered high school as if it was yesterday.

“I have class in like twenty minutes, but next time. I was just wondering if you knew the name of this girl I met at your party.”

Flash smirked, nudging Peter on the ribs. “I see why you weren’t feeling well huh? Parker.” 

Peter scratched his neck, this was so awkward, he didn’t even know the girl.

“What she looked like?” 

Peter’s image of you was very vague, he remembered the costume, but nothing else really.

“You have an idea how many girls dressed like that were at the party? I need more intel Parker.” 

Peter closed his eyes for a second. “She- um she said you were taking bioengineering together,” 

Flash huffed, making the basketball bounce. “I’m not taking bioengineering, Peter. Don’t think girls take that class anyway… trust me I’d remember.” He winked.

“Really? Because she was very sure of it.” He laughed, out of pure agony.

Have you been like a dream or something?

“I think someone made you look like a fool Pete. But there’s always more girls.”

“Right, no, you’re right. Um, I’m going to get going. See you later man.”

“Take care Parker!” 

Making his way back home, Peter kicked a can with all the force he managed, it landed inside a trash can. He blinked, shit that was quite lucky. He felt not so lucky when there was no space in the subway to even move your legs, at least it was warm in there, the November wind was getting tougher by the day. Headphones on, he put the music in shuffle. 

In starlit night I saw you

So cruel you kissed me

your lips a magic world

Leaning on the cold metallic tube in front of the doors, he sighed looking at his converse. He needed to give them a wash, those ketchup stains were not making it look any better. His fingers went to his eyes, scratching the corners of them, he could sleep right there if he was sure no one would steal his phone but instead he concentrated on his surroundings. Phone screens shining, Instagram posts passing rapidly, text messages getting deleted and retyped, sudoku grid…

Sudoku grid?

His stomach churned. He had these images like photos archived in his brain. He remembered the sudoku grid, the number 9 for some reason, mushrooms, pink dust, floating candles, a green mug, and a smile. That smile had haunted his dreams for days now.

The owner of the phone had a bright yellow coat. Peter froze just creepily staring at the person.

Next stop was a commotion, people going out, some more coming in. Peter lost yellow coat for a moment only to see it going out with the sea of people.

“Hey!" he shouted. Desperation in his voice. “Yellow coat!” 

Only feet away now, he saw the person go up the stairs. His heart hammering against his ribcage, what was this, why was he so anxious for the person to turn?

Crossing a busy street, he took his earphones off, seeing for one last time yellow coat get into a taxi, mixing in the traffic. 

Peter sometimes really thought he was the most intelligent person in the world. He decided to follow the taxi, this time in Spider-Man clothes. Web shooters full and ready, cold wind wasn’t even a bother, he had perfected the suit to be warmer on winter days. 

Swinging up to Brooklyn’s bridge had been easy, the problem being on which of all the taxis he saw was yellow coat in. 

Running and shooting webs caused lots of honking and almost made a man crash his car thanks to the little kid trying to come off the window to say hello to him.

“Sorry!” He apologized, as he flew by. 

Last taxi entering Brooklyn was his only chance, this better be it. As he plopped as softly as he could on the roof of the car, he bent over to take a peek on the backseat windows. 

He grinned under the mask. Knocking on the window he saw shiny hair flick, and sparkly eyes connected with his white buggy ones. Waving a hand at you, your eyes went wide. In a flash everything came back to him.

The curse, how you feed him and basically cured his bad luck with a blueberry flavored kiss.

Stealing his heart with that, it was absurd yet magical, Peter wasn’t surprised no more with what happened in his daily life.

“Roll the window down?” He made the motion for you to do so.

For a brief second Peter thought you were not doing it, but you did, wind made your hair dance and oh Peter’s heart shivered with joy.

“Witch!” He greeted, still looking at you upside down.

“Peter Pa- Spider-Man!” you smiled, in awe.

The taxi driver rolled his window down too. “Dickhead, get the fuck down of my car!” 

“Just drop me in the next block.” You said, throwing the man some money.

Peter jumped off the car just as the taxi slowed down. 

“Freaks!” The man shouted at them, his middle finger sticking out the window as his goodbye.

“Thank you kind sir!” Peter saluted him.

You snorted by his side. Pivoting on his heels, it took him a second to take it all in. 

“You disappeared,”

“I didn’t disappear, I helped you get home Peter Parker.” You grinned. Oh that smile, Peter wanted to squeeze your cheeks.

“Um, no, that’s not what happened. I was lying in your room, and then you kissed me and then I woke up at my aunt’s? For a moment I thought I was losing my mind.”

You were staring at him amused. “It was fun, right? I know I had a lot of fun that night.” 

“Don't be mean.” Peter’s hand flew to his chest, as if he had been hurt for real. “I even asked Flash about you, and you lied, you never went to Empire.” Hands flying in the air, as he spoke.

“First of all. I do go to Empire, Flash is just not a very observant person.”

“Right, so tell me why you did all this?”

"I had to fix it okay!” Your eyes locked on your shoes. 

“Spider-Man hi!!” A group of teenagers waved their hands at them on the other side of the street.

“Hello, guys!” He had to be kind to the fans, being the beloved neighborhood hero wasn’t an easy task after all. “Have a good day.”

“You are the shit bro!” One of them shouted back.

“Do you mind if we talk somewhere more private?” Peter said through gritted teeth.

You bit the inside of your cheek to not laugh. “Ok.”

Peter took the opportunity to grab you by the waist, in a fast and smooth motion he was flying through Brooklyn.

“This is not what I had in mind.” You squealed against his spandex covered neck, he felt your breath hot on his skin. 

“Oh you owe me, this is the least you can do for me Witch.” 

Peter wowed as they moved between buildings. Landing on the roof of an old cinema. The neon lights casting pretty shadows against your face and the suit’s texture became alive. He took the mask off to reveal the sweetest of smiles. Cheeks rosy.

“What can we do about this?” He asked, arms spread wide, he was falling for someone who he barely knew.

You hid your hands inside your coat, wind biting on your skin harshly. 

“It wasn’t supposed to be like this.”

Peter sighed. “How was it supposed to go? You said you had to fix it, what do you mean by that?”

Why were Peter’s eyes so pretty, his face was a mix of pain and hope, your stomach felt funny again. It had been like that since you first saw him. A month ago.

A blue moon was something you always enjoyed. Making moon water, charging crystals, manifesting and writing spells. 

But Orion, your black cat had been angsty for days now, he always was like that during full moons. He destroyed your quilt, the one to knit together with so much effort. So you let him out.

“Get out! If you could, I’d make you fix this to make me happy!” The window closed with a thud and poor Orion blended in with the night.

After trying to fix it but failing with the quilt you felt guilty. Orion was simply trying to let that energy out, and you took it against the poor thing. After much thinking you decided to go out looking for him. Orion’s name got pronounced several times until you saw him crossing the street a little ahead of you, it was three in the morning. Cars weren’t even passing, the world was still, sirens and honks chimed far away. 

Orion locked eyes with you for a moment. And you knew this was a bit of a dare to him, squatting down you tried to prod the cat to go to you, but Orion only sat in the middle of the sidewalk, liking his paw almost making fun of you. One step closer was what set him off running again. Just in time for Spider-Man to pass walking; half mask up munching on what seemed to be a burrito, mustard on the corner of his mouth, he came to a halt when the cat crossed his path. You saw Spider-Man gulp. 

A moment later his burrito fell flat on the pavement. You knew what this was about, you shut your eyes, cursing Orion under your breath, when you opened them Spider-Man was gone. 

“So you knew I was Spider-Man all along?” Peter scoffed. “You are full of secrets witch.”

“I knew I even said it to you when you were freaking out. Half of the spell had to do with me doing the ritual and half of it was you believing it would work, you still opened those damn pretty eyes.”

Peter kicked a tiny rock off the roof. “So you think I have pretty eyes?” he heard you laugh. 

“You do Peter Parker.”

He blushed deeper. “ So what I felt when you… kissed me was just part of the spell?” 

The disappointment in his voice made your heart jump. “It wasn’t about feelings, Peter Parker, it was just a spell to fix your bad luck. Whatever you felt, that’s on you.”

“Hmm,” he took a step closer, scratching his neck. “I was being serious when I asked you out for coffee.”

“I know.”

Peter smirked. “You like making me suffer, I see how it is.” He laughed, making a full twirl.

The grin on your lips couldn’t be held. “It’s funny to see you all embarrassed.” 

“Jesus… okay so, coffee this Saturday?” His ears were bright red.

“Sounds good to me.” 

“Great.” Another step closer. “Don’t bring your cat, I beg.” 

“I won’t.” 

“Good, because I’m feeling pretty lucky as it is.” His lips ghosted over yours.

On your tiptoes you connected your lips with his cold but soft ones. Both smiling and chuckling. 

“This is even better than the last one.”

“Yeah because you were freaking out about spiders, Spider-Man.” you mumbled, Peter brushed the hairs that floated in your face, he needed a clear path.

“I think I prefer it when you call me Peter Parker.”

Peter kissed the tip of your nose, and you finally let him know your name. He beamed as he repeated it.

“That sounds about right.”

A meow was heard and Peter groaned, forehead connection to yours.

“He won’t do it again. I promise, it was just a blue moon thing.”

You saw his eyes traveling all over your face. “I think I can get used to getting cursed.”

Orion meowed again, rubbing its little black fur against Peter’s leg. 

“Hey pal.” Peter said, patting the cat sweetly.

You snorted. “You’re weird Peter Parker.”

“Thank you.” 

Maybe after all Orion did something that made you happier than a badly knitted quilt.  

Peter found the whole term of black cat curse drastically different, they weren’t about bad luck after all. 

[idealisticrealism]

TCL 3x12 thoughts

Lol look I got there in the end. I actually wrote this in June but intended to do a read through before posting... then got on a plane and promptly forgot about the entire thing til now haha.

But here it is anyway, a very belated 3x12 recap with a random assortment of my thoughts about the finale.

Ugh poor Thony, seeing a woman in a blonde wig and green shirt playing with Luca and having that split second of thinking it was somehow Nadia, only to instantly know it was impossible. It must have felt like she was being haunted by Nadia’s ghost ugh, and no wonder she immediately goes and downs a huge glass of whiskey

Are we sure Ramona’s been cured of the lead poisoning? Bc her plan to ‘eliminate’ the Feds is ridiculously irrational. Jorge offers her a perfect, clever solution and yet she turns him down because ‘Derek’ wants her to take out the Feds. Who the hell is this guy? Is he the one who suggested she set Jorge up to be her fall guy, or did she come up with that on her own? So much for ‘family’ being everything to her– Jorge was everything to her until he started outgrowing her and defying her, and now she wants to move on to Violeta, to take her and mold her and make her into a copy of herself, and if she has to get Jorge out of the way to make that happen, she will

On one hand, dumping Nadia’s body on Russo’s doorstep is so awful, but on the other, I’m actually kinda glad that Ramona did that? I’m glad she was delivered directly into the hands of someone who would genuinely mourn her loss, who would treat her body with care and respect, rather than her body being just left in the desert to rot. By sending this ‘message’, Ramona ensured that Nadia could be cremated and reunited with Arman, and that means so much to me. (Yes I haveindeed  made myself cry multiple times wondering about what is going to happen to both of their ashes now– I had a fic idea of Thony asking Jorge to take her to Curacao to spread their ashes together on some beautiful beach somewhere, to honour them the way they deserve. Ughh.). 

Also I just realised that as far as the FBI knew, the last Thony saw of Nadia was when she escaped from Jeremy’s lair. They just think that Nadia tried to make a run for it and that Ramona found her, killed her, and dumped her. Even when Thony’s van shows up with the blood in it, they would probably have assumed Ramona had the van stolen and used in the transport of the body to point the finger at Thony. But idk, it seems like Thony tells the Feds the truth of what happened at some point anyway.

Omg Chris banging on the door was so stressful, what if ICE was still there?? Like yes Camila needed treatment for her infection, but not so urgently to risk her (and himself, and all those other people) being deported!! And then him having to fight his way out?? Like damn son you got your protective instincts from your mama. It must have been such a relief to see her in that kitchen– remember he’s only 16! He’s in way over his head, and then his mum appears and protects him like she’s done his whole life. Honestly though MVP of this ep goes to the chef who immediately clocks the situation and tosses the carrots on the floor– what an ally! Love it.

“If you can’t do your job, I’m gonna do it” I really love how Thony talks to Feds haha. Zero respect given, which is exactly as it should be. It must feel familiar for Thony to hear the Feds going after the right-hand man rather than the head of the crime organisation yet again– just like with Hayak and Arman, it was only her stepping in that prevented Arman from bearing the brunt of the FBI while Hayak walked free, and now she’s trying to do the same for Jorge. The conversation between her and Jorge in the warehouse is definitely similar to the one she had with Arman in his office in 1x10 (aka where she was trying to convince a man she cares about to save both himself and her by turning on his boss) though with two major differences: one, Arman already knew about her involvement with the Feds, so rather than feeling betrayed, he felt worried for her; and two, he was already in love with her, so she was more important to him than Hayak. Jorge cares for Thony, but in this moment he’s reeling not only from the news of Nadia’s murder at Ramona’s hands, but also the realisation that someone he trusted and let into his home helped bring the FBI down on him, and now she also drops this bomb that the person he’s closest to in the world intends to betray him and ruin his life? Poor guy is definitely in a much harder situation than Arman ‘Protect Thony At All Costs’ Morales. I love that despite his opposition to Thony’s claims, Jorge still ends up making a plan to keep Violeta safe, because clearly some part of him knows that Thony is telling the truth, that she is genuinely trying to protect him and his family as well as her own. Truly hilarious that he’s like ‘nope no way I’m going to have a meeting with the Fed’ and she’s like ‘yeah you are’ and literally the next scene is him coming to her house to meet with Jeremy haha. Again, definitely very reminiscent of 1x10 when Arman meets with Garrett for her. I could totally understand some viewers being annoyed by the similarities and calling it repetitive writing, but I think it’s actually kind of cool to see her getting caught in the same situations repeatedly, because it really demonstrates the theme of how Thony walks the line between light and dark, good and evil, law and crime… she is the bridge between the two, never quite able to escape one or the other, instead always pulled back in, always balancing it out. But ugh anyway I’m not over when Jeremy asks Jorge “Which side do you want to be on?” and Jorge turns and looks at Thony. Hers. He wants to be on her team– not part of Ramona’s crazy empire, not a FBI rat, but the team of morally grey parents doing whatever it takes to keep their kid safe. Yaaaass.

And then later the similarities to the heist with Arman appear again when we realise Jorge used the FBI to get the fingerprint, allowing him access to what he wanted– just like Arman using the FBI sting to steal Hayak’s money. With Arman, though, she had the trust in him to know that he would protect her no matter what. She can’t trust Jorge like that, not yet… but maybe one day. I appreciate that even after the trauma of what just happened with Ramona being arrested, Jorge goes to Thony and puts an arm around her, the two of them united, each other’s stable ground as their worlds crumble around them. I love that they walk out together, the survivors, and he tells her that not only is she safe from repercussions from the cartel, but that there’s also a place for her within his new empire if she wants it. I love her answer, quoting Arman and how he used his power to protect the ones he loved, whereas Ramona used that power to hurt others… and how she wants to do things her own way. To me, her way is using power to protect those who don’t have the power to protect themselves– her family, yes, but also the vulnerable, the undocumented, the poor and sick and disabled, the people that the system leaves behind or even persecutes. The fact she’s even alive right now is a gift from both Arman and Garrett, and she’s not going to waste it. She’s going to make it count by helping as many as she can, because every life she betters honours those who gave theirs for her. 

Jorge bringing Violeta to Teresa… omg I can’t. First, it shows he really heard and listened to Thony, and that he truly doesn’t trust Ramona to be the one to raise Violeta. But ugh I was so hoping we could see Eduardo meet Violeta… I would have loved seeing him be all sweet with her, then share a wordless nod of understanding with Jorge, like a sign that their family might just begin to heal… but still, I loved that Teresa was immediately ready to go up against Ramona to protect Violeta. She couldn’t prevent her son from being pulled into the world of crime, but maybe she could save Violeta from the same fate, and that makes me wanna cry a bit 

Would using a 16 year old personally connected to Thony’s family to identify criminals really work, in like a legal sense? Also how likely would she, a ‘lowly’ worker, have been to have actually seen the boss guys? Meh idc I’ll roll with it

Thony was so terrified about Ramona finding out about her helping Nadia, so sure she would kill her for it, and yet Ramona’s response is literally like ‘eh couldn’t blame Thony for defying me, she’s not a killer’ lol. And then later at the gala she is pleased with Thony simply for confirming her own suspicions about Jeremy, which they really didn’t need Thony for anyway? They clocked him as a Fed themselves just from the way he was acting lol, but whatevs, it gave Thony an excuse to be there and for us to enjoy that white dress lol

“She’s never going to tell you anything! She’s too smart!/ “Well I got you to tell me you were mixed up with Sin Cara”  Yeah Jeremy, she told you that when she was half in shock after you guys both nearly got violently murdered (during which she literally saved your life btw), and also after like 2 weeks of you manipulating her when she was at her most vulnerable, and grieving the man she loved? Her slipping up once in that high-stress situation is not the same as you smooth-talking Ramona for 5 minutes buddy. Also, fuck you. And lol your attempt really didn’t go the way you hoped, did it? Ran away with your tail between your legs lol. Can’t believe Thony actually goes to the effort of saving your dumbass life, again!! You better pay her back for that one or I swear

“Let’s burn it to the ground” loved the inclusion of this line between Fi and Thony, given the conversation between Jorge and Nadia at the wake of wanting to burn everything down after losing the loves of their lives. Looks like it’s a sentiment that they all share

Ngl I enjoyed Jorge coming up to Thony immediately when she arrived at the gala, not only telling her she ‘cleans up well’ (lol punny) but the little moment of camaraderie they share with an almost-joke about Ramona planning to bury her in the dress– they both know the risk they’re facing but they’re facing it together, and that makes it just a fraction less horrific. I wonder if Ramona questions why Thony and Jorge are sticking together all night? Maybe she just assumes Thony feels safer around him, which I suppose would be true haha

Literally how does Jorge get all the way from the gala to their underground bunker and back in time????? Some TV magic happening there for sure lol

Thony and Ramona’s showdown on the roof is kinda funny… like how did Thony know to go up there? How did she walk around with that gun without being noticed? But no matter. And ugh Thony shaking and crying as she tells Ramona she deserves to die for Nadia and Arman… my creys. Plus it was definitely satisfying to see Ramona realise that Thony and Jorge had allied against her (which was her own fault! If she hadn’t betrayed him, he never would have betrayed her! Consequences, baby!). I do appreciate that Jorge told the FBI exactly where to find her, saving Thony from having to take Ramona out and then potentially go to jail for her murder… though  it would be very cool if in S4 Ramona somehow weasels her way out of prison, and so Thony has no choice to take the matter into her own hands once and for all– for herself, for Nadia, and for Arman. 

Haha awww the family all at home, celebrating, doing karaoke? My heart. “How about a love song for you and Camila, Chris?” lollll Jaz is such a little sister and I love it. JD suggesting Beyonce for him and Luca, Thony and Fi looking relaxed and happy, Chris getting his kiss and Luca accidentally cockblocking…. This family deserves to have some simple happiness after everything they’ve been through! 

“Not this time” oh Thony, you know that escaping ~the life~ is not so easy… like Arman told you a long time ago, once you’re in, you’re in… Looks like Derek will be an issue for both Thony and Jorge to have to contend with next season. Tbh I thought that this final scene could have been shot better though, like instead of Thony’s “Not this time” and then a cut to black, they should have had her say that and then walk away, and the camera pans past the phone (which stops ringing and goes dark) and follows her to the lounge where we see her rejoin the festivities with a grin on her face, choosing joy and light in defiance of the dark that’s trying to pull her back in. But nvm I guess lol, sadly the writers don’t consult me on this stuff so it’ll just have to stay in my head haha

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Finding Your Perfect Look: Unveiling the Best Natural Hair Wigs in Bangalore

Introduction: In the vibrant city of Bangalore, where fashion and style intertwine, the demand for natural hair wigs has been steadily on the rise. Whether it's for medical reasons, fashion experimentation, or simply convenience, finding the Best hair wigs in Bangalore is a pursuit that requires careful consideration. This article explores the world of wigs in Bangalore, shedding light on the top options available, with a special focus on the best wig shops and where to find those sought-after natural hair wigs.

The Allure of Natural Hair Wigs: Embrace Your Authenticity

When it comes to wigs, nothing captures the essence of authenticity like natural hair wigs. These wigs, made from real human hair, provide a seamless and realistic appearance, allowing you to exude confidence and charm. Whether you're looking to amplify your style or restore your look, natural hair wigs offer a solution that's as close to nature as it gets.

Exploring the Wigscape in Bangalore: Your Ultimate Guide

The bustling city of Bangalore offers a plethora of options for those seeking the perfect wig. From wigs for medical purposes to those aimed at enhancing your style, wig shops in Bangalore cater to a diverse clientele. This section explores the wide array of wigs available, ranging from synthetic to natural hair, ensuring that you can make an informed choice that aligns with your preferences.

Navigating the Choices: Best Wig Shop in Bangalore

As you embark on your journey to find the best hair wigs in Bangalore, it's essential to pinpoint the best wig shop. Whether you're a wig connoisseur or a first-time buyer, a reputable shop can make all the difference. We've curated a list of the top wig shops in Bangalore, taking into consideration factors such as quality, variety, customer service, and overall shopping experience.

The Quest for Excellence: Where to Find Natural Hair Wigs in Bangalore

For those in pursuit of the most authentic look, natural hair wigs are the ultimate choice. These wigs seamlessly blend with your hair, offering a level of confidence that synthetic wigs can't replicate. We'll guide you through the best sources in Bangalore for finding natural hair wigs that suit your style, skin tone, and personality.

Confidence Redefined: Embrace Your New Look

Whether you're seeking to transform your appearance or regain your natural look, the world of wigs offers an opportunity to reinvent yourself. Natural hair wigs not only provide a lifelike aesthetic but also instill a sense of confidence that radiates from within. With the right wig in place, you can confidently step out into the world, embracing your new look with grace and poise.

Conclusion: The search for the best hair wigs in Bangalore is an exciting journey that leads to rediscovering your authentic self. From the allure of natural hair wigs to the diverse wigscape in Bangalore, you're poised to find the perfect wig that complements your unique style and needs. Remember, the best wig shop in Bangalore is waiting to offer you a wide array of choices, and the transformative power of a well-chosen wig can redefine not just your appearance, but also your sense of self-assuredness and beauty.

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Restore Confidence with Frontline Hair Patch: A Simple Guide

Introduction Hair loss is a common issue that affects confidence and self-image. Whether it’s genetics, health, or lifestyle, losing hair—especially from the front—can be tough. One easy, non-surgical fix gaining popularity is the Frontline Hair Patch. It’s simple, natural-looking, and easy to use. Let’s look at what makes this solution a great pick.

What is a Frontline Hair Patch? A Frontline Hair Patch is a lightweight hairpiece that covers only the front hairline, perfect for those with receding hair. It blends with your natural hair and feels light and breathable.

Main Features:

Designed for front hair loss

Made with real or high-quality synthetic hair

Attached using wig tape or clips

Matches your hair color and style

Who Should Use It?

Men with a receding hairline or patchy hair

Anyone wanting a fast, pain-free fix

Those avoiding surgery or long treatments

Why Choose It?

Cheaper than surgery

Instant results

Easy to apply and remove

Types of Hair Patches

 By Hair Type:

Human Hair: Natural look, can be styled/colored

Synthetic Hair: More affordable, but less heat-resistant

By Attachment:

Hair Wig Tape: Strong, long-lasting hold

Hair Patch Clips: Easy to attach and remove anytime

Choosing the Right Patch

Match your hair color and texture

Pick a base:

Lace: Light and breathable

Monofilament: Scalp-like look

Silk: Very smooth and natural

Active lifestyle? Go for breathable base + strong tape

How to Apply

Clean scalp

Apply tape or clips

Position the patch

Press firmly

Style lightly

Pro Tips:

Ask a stylist for your first use

Clip-based patches are great for beginners

Care & Maintenance

Daily: Comb gently, use sulfate-free products

Weekly: Clean clips, change tape

Storage: Keep in a dust-free area, preferably on a mannequin head

How Long Does It Last?

Human hair: 6–12 months

Synthetic: 3–6 months

Frontline Patch vs. Other Options

Hair Transplants: Costly and require recovery

Full Wigs: Cover whole head, less breathable

Topical Treatments: Results vary, need daily use

Expert Advice Talk to a hair expert or dermatologist before buying. Try both clip-on and tape versions to find your comfort level.

Conclusion If you’re looking to fix your hairline fast and affordably, the Frontline Hair Patch is worth trying. It's pain-free, natural-looking, and fits easily into any routine. Choose the style and attachment that works best for you—and get your confidence back in minutes!

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Best Hair Wigs Center in Durgapur: Quality Wigs That Look & Feel Real

Looking for the best hair wigs center in Durgapur that combines natural appearance, comfort, and top-tier quality? At INDIAN HAIR WORLD (DURGAPUR), we bring you a premium collection of hair wigs designed to enhance your look and confidence. Whether you're dealing with hair loss, undergoing medical treatment, or simply want to transform your style, our hair solutions are tailored to meet your needs.

Why Choose Hair Wigs?

Hair wigs offer a quick, effective, and non-invasive solution to hair thinning or baldness. With advancements in wig technology, today’s wigs can look incredibly real, feel lightweight, and be customized for a perfect fit.

Benefits of Hair Wigs:

Instantly enhance appearance

Hide thinning hair or bald patches

Confidence booster

Available in multiple styles, colors, and textures

Easy to wear and maintain

Non-surgical and safe

Why INDIAN HAIR WORLD is the Best Hair Wigs Center in Durgapur

Located at 2nd Floor, Shahid Khudiram Sarani, City Center, Durgapur, our center is known for providing top-quality human hair wigs, expert consultation, and exceptional customer service. Here’s what sets us apart:

1. 100% Natural Human Hair Wigs

We specialize in natural-looking human hair wigs that blend seamlessly with your original hair. Each wig is handcrafted to ensure softness, shine, and longevity.

2. Customized Fit

No two heads are the same. That’s why we offer tailor-made wigs to ensure a perfect, secure, and comfortable fit for daily or occasional use.

3. Medical Wigs for Cancer & Alopecia Patients

We provide specially designed wigs for individuals undergoing chemotherapy or suffering from alopecia. These wigs are lightweight, breathable, and extremely gentle on sensitive scalps.

4. Styling & Maintenance Support

Our trained staff guide you through wig care, washing, and styling so your wig stays fresh and stylish for longer.

5. Affordable Pricing

Our premium wigs come at competitive rates with no compromise on quality.

Our Wig Collection Includes:

Full Lace Wigs

Front Lace Wigs

Hair Toppers for Women

Men’s Wigs

Medical Hair Wigs

Customized Wigs in Various Lengths & Colors

Whether you want curly, straight, wavy, long, or short hair — we’ve got it all.

The Wig Selection Process at INDIAN HAIR WORLD

We believe every client deserves individual attention. Our expert consultants follow a step-by-step process:

Consultation: Understanding your needs, preferences, and hair condition

Demo Trial: Try different styles to see what suits you best

Customization: Get the perfect size, cut, and look

Final Fit & Styling: Walk out looking and feeling your best

Hair Wig Care & Maintenance Tips

To keep your wig looking real and new:

Use a wig-specific shampoo and conditioner

Avoid excessive heat styling

Store it properly on a wig stand

Schedule regular maintenance appointments

Client Testimonials

"I was nervous at first, but INDIAN HAIR WORLD gave me back my confidence. Their wigs look so natural! Highly recommended." — Priya S.

"I came for a medical wig after chemotherapy. The comfort and quality are unmatched. Thank you for your compassion and professionalism." — Anita R.

Visit Us

INDIAN HAIR WORLD (DURGAPUR) 2nd Floor, Shahid Khudiram Sarani, City Center, Durgapur, West Bengal 713216 📞 Phone: 9875517402 🌐 Website: www.indianhairworld.com ✉️ Email: durgapurindianhairworld@gmail.com

Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)

1. How long do your wigs last?

With proper care, our human hair wigs can last 1 to 2 years or longer.

2. Can I style the wig like real hair?

Yes, all our wigs are heat-resistant and can be straightened, curled, or dyed just like your natural hair.

3. Are wigs comfortable in summer?

Absolutely. Our wigs are made with breathable caps for all-day comfort, even in warm weather.

4. Is it possible to try the wig before buying?

Yes! We offer trial fittings so you can find the perfect look before making a purchase.

5. Do you offer wigs for men?

Yes, we provide hair wigs and patches for men tailored to different balding patterns and preferences.

Final Thoughts

When it comes to choosing the best hair wigs center in Durgapur, INDIAN HAIR WORLD stands out with its high-quality products, expert guidance, and compassionate care. Whether it’s a style makeover or a medical necessity, our wigs are designed to help you rediscover your confidence with elegance and ease.

Ready for a transformation? Call us at 9875517402 or visit www.indianhairworld.com to book your consultation today!

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Hair wig customization for women in Kalyanpur Lucknow

In today’s image-conscious world, hair is more than just a feature—it’s a statement. For women dealing with hair thinning, medical hair loss, or simply seeking a fashion upgrade, wigs have become a go-to solution. But when it comes to looking truly natural and feeling absolutely confident, generic wigs often fall short. That’s where hair wig customization for women in Kalyanpur Lucknow makes all the difference.

Whether you desire a short bob, a long wavy look, or want to recreate your natural hair after hair fall, customized wigs are the perfect answer. Kalyanpur, with its growing salon and beauty services hub, offers specialized solutions for every woman’s hair needs.

What is Hair Wig Customization?

Hair wig customization refers to tailoring a wig specifically to suit the wearer’s head size, face shape, scalp tone, lifestyle, and personal style preferences. It goes beyond off-the-shelf options and delivers a product that fits naturally and blends seamlessly with the wearer’s look.

This includes:

Scalp Matching and Skin-Parting Options

Hair Texture and Density Selection

Cut, Color, and Style Customization

Custom Lace Fronts and Adjustable Caps

Natural Hairline Designs for Realism

When you choose hair wig customization for women in Kalyanpur Lucknow, you’re opting for a solution that looks real, feels great, and lasts longer than most readymade options.

Why Choose Custom Wigs in Kalyanpur?

Kalyanpur has quickly evolved into a beauty and wellness hotspot in Lucknow. With experienced wig specialists, affordable pricing, and a wide range of materials available, this locality is a perfect destination for women seeking personalized hair solutions.

Top benefits of getting your custom wig in Kalyanpur include:

Personal Consultations by trained professionals

Affordable Customization compared to metro cities

Variety of Imported and Indian Hair Options

Modern Fitting Techniques including skin base and lace fronts

Quick Turnaround Time for urgent needs like weddings or medical recovery

So if you're looking for hair wig customization for women in Kalyanpur Lucknow, you’re in the right place.

Who Can Benefit from a Custom Wig?

Custom wigs are ideal for women experiencing:

Postpartum or Hormonal Hair Loss

Chemotherapy-Induced Baldness

Alopecia and Pattern Thinning

Scalp Injuries or Burns

Style-Driven Hair Changes Without Damage

Customized wigs offer a safe, non-invasive, and quick fix that looks like your own hair—and even better!

Real Women, Real Transformations

Sonia, 29, from Kalyanpur shares: "I lost a lot of hair due to PCOD and nothing helped. Then I got a custom wig made at a local studio. It matched my old look perfectly—now I feel normal again."

Neha, a bride-to-be, says: "My hair was too short for the bridal style I wanted. I got a customized long hair wig that blended with my real hair so well, even my cousins couldn’t tell!"

These are not exceptions—they are part of a growing community of women in Lucknow who are reclaiming their beauty and boldness through hair wig customization for women in Kalyanpur Lucknow.

What to Expect in a Custom Wig Appointment?

Your customization session usually includes:

Scalp Analysis & Head Measurement

Texture, Color & Density Matching

Cap Type Selection (breathable, lace, mono-silk, etc.)

Hairline & Style Preferences

Trial Fitting & Adjustments

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Affordable and Reliable Hair Wigs Services in Kolkata: What You Need to Know

Hair loss can affect not just your appearance but also your confidence and quality of life. Whether due to medical conditions, stress, or genetics, many people in Kolkata face hair thinning or baldness. Fortunately, non-surgical solutions like hair wigs have emerged as a reliable option. If you're searching for hair wigs services in Kolkata that are affordable, natural-looking, and durable, this guide is for you.

At Indian Hair World Salt Lake, we specialize in offering high-quality hair wigs tailored to your specific needs. Located conveniently in the heart of Bidhannagar, Kolkata, we have helped hundreds of clients regain their confidence and style. Read on to learn everything you need to know before choosing a hair wig service.

What Are Hair Wigs?

Hair wigs are artificial hairpieces made from human or synthetic hair that are worn to cover baldness or thinning hair. They come in various forms including full-head wigs, partial wigs, and custom-made wigs tailored to your head shape and desired style.

High-quality hair wigs can look so natural that it's impossible to tell them apart from real hair. Whether you're dealing with medical hair loss (such as alopecia or chemotherapy) or cosmetic preferences, a good wig can provide a life-changing solution.

Benefits of Hair Wigs

Here are some compelling reasons why you should consider professional hair wigs services in Kolkata:

Instant Confidence Boost: Regain your natural look without surgery.

Customizable Style: Choose your preferred color, length, density, and texture.

Non-Surgical Solution: No downtime or side effects.

Affordable Options: Multiple choices for every budget.

Reusable & Durable: Long-lasting with proper care.

Types of Hair Wigs Available at Indian Hair World Salt Lake

We provide a variety of wig types suited for both men and women:

1. Human Hair Wigs

Made from 100% natural human hair.

Can be styled, colored, and heat-treated.

2. Synthetic Hair Wigs

Cost-effective and ready-to-wear.

Lightweight and low-maintenance.

3. Lace Front Wigs

Offer a natural-looking hairline.

Ideal for those who want a seamless appearance.

4. Monofilament Wigs

Breathable and scalp-friendly.

Good for sensitive skin.

5. Custom Hair Wigs

Tailored to match your scalp size, skin tone, and hair type.

Why Choose Indian Hair World Salt Lake?

We are one of Kolkata’s leading non-surgical hair replacement centers with a reputation for quality and trust.

✔ Decade of Experience

With over 10 years in the hair industry, we understand customer needs like no other.

✔ Skilled Technicians

Our experts are trained in customizing wigs for the most natural and comfortable fit.

✔ Affordable Pricing

We believe beauty should be accessible to everyone. Our services are budget-friendly without compromising on quality.

✔ Wide Range of Choices

From ready-to-wear wigs to custom-made units, we provide options for every need.

✔ Prime Location

We are located at: EC-20, opposite City Centre 1, Bidhan Nagar, EC Block, Sector 1, Bidhannagar, Kolkata, West Bengal 700064

The Process: How It Works

Step 1: Consultation

Meet with our hair specialists to discuss your needs and assess your scalp and hair type.

Step 2: Selection

Choose from a wide array of wigs, or get one custom-designed.

Step 3: Fitting & Styling

We ensure a perfect fit and offer styling to match your desired look.

Step 4: Aftercare Guidance

Get tips and products to maintain your wig for long-lasting results.

Pricing and Packages

We offer several packages to suit different needs:

Basic Synthetic Wig: Starting at Rs. 4,999

Human Hair Wig: Starting at Rs. 9,999

Lace Front Wig: Starting at Rs. 14,999

Custom Hair Wig: Price on consultation

Discounts available for medical hair loss patients.

Hair Wig Maintenance Tips

Store wigs on a stand to retain shape.

Use sulfate-free shampoos.

Avoid direct heat unless it’s a heat-resistant wig.

Gently detangle using a wide-tooth comb.

Wash every 10–15 wears depending on usage.

Customer Testimonials

“After chemotherapy, I lost all my hair. Indian Hair World gave me a wig that looked so real, even my family couldn’t tell. I’m grateful for their kindness and professionalism.” — Anjali S., Kolkata

“The wig fits perfectly and looks amazing. Great service and affordable pricing!” — Rahul D., Salt Lake City

FAQs About Hair Wig Services in Kolkata

Q1: Are the wigs reusable?

Yes, with proper care, wigs can last for 6–12 months or more.

Q2: Will the wig look natural?

Our human hair wigs and lace front options are designed to offer the most realistic appearance.

Q3: Do I need to visit regularly for maintenance?

We offer optional maintenance packages, but you can also care for your wig at home.

Q4: Are there wigs suitable for sensitive scalps?

Yes, our monofilament wigs are specially designed for those with skin sensitivity or medical conditions.

Q5: Can I wear a wig every day?

Absolutely. Our wigs are built for daily wear and are breathable and comfortable.

Final Thoughts

Choosing the right wig can be life-changing. Whether you're dealing with hair loss or just want to switch up your look, Indian Hair World Salt Lake provides the best hair wigs services in Kolkata with reliability, affordability, and expert care. We are committed to helping you look and feel your best.

Book your free consultation today and take the first step toward a new you!

Contact Information

Indian Hair World Salt Lake 📍 Address: EC-20, opposite City Centre 1, Bidhan Nagar, EC Block, Sector 1, Bidhannagar, Kolkata, West Bengal 700064 📞 Phone: 8961194044 🌐 Website: www.indianhairworld.com 📧 Email: Indianhairworld1@gmail.com

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Pixie Haircut Wigs: The Low-Maintenance Trend for Every Age

The pixie haircut has long been celebrated for its chic and bold look, offering a fresh, edgy style that can be easily tailored to fit any personality. Over the past few years, pixie haircut wigs have gained significant popularity due to their low-maintenance nature and versatility, making them perfect for women of all ages. Whether you're a busy professional, a mother on the go, or someone looking for a refreshing new look, pixie wigs offer a stylish and hassle-free way to update your hairstyle without the commitment. Let’s explore why pixie haircut wigs are a must-try trend and how to find the perfect one for you.

1. Why Choose Pixie Haircut Wigs?

One of the main reasons pixie wigs are becoming a favorite among women is their convenience. The pixie cut itself is a short, stylish haircut that’s known for its easy-to-style and low-maintenance appeal. With a pixie haircut wig, you can achieve this look without having to go through the process of cutting your natural hair. Simply put on the wig, and you’re ready to go. It’s perfect for women who want to try out a pixie cut without committing to a permanent change, or those who prefer a low-maintenance, daily hairstyle.

2. Effortless Style for Every Age

Pixie haircut wigs are not just for a particular age group; they are flattering for women of all ages. For younger women, pixie wigs can offer a modern and edgy look, while for older women, they provide a youthful, fresh appearance. The pixie cut is universally flattering, especially for women with oval or heart-shaped faces, but it can be customized to suit a variety of face shapes and hair textures. Whether you want a sleek, polished pixie or a more tousled, textured style, there's a wig out there to suit your personal taste.

3. Where to Find the Perfect Pixie Wigs

When shopping for pixie haircut wigs, the best place to start is at a reputable wig shop. These specialized stores carry a wide variety of wig styles and brands, offering everything from synthetic to human hair options. In the wig shop, you can often find expert advice on selecting the perfect pixie wig for your face shape and lifestyle. Many stores offer virtual consultations or in-person fittings, so you can make sure you’re getting the right look. If you’re looking for a pixie wig that’s easy to style and maintain, be sure to choose one made from high-quality synthetic or human hair fibers that can withstand daily wear.

4. Low-Maintenance and Versatile

One of the standout features of pixie wigs is their low-maintenance nature. Unlike longer hairstyles, pixie cuts don’t require frequent trims, and they don’t demand hours of styling. With the right pixie wig, you can skip blow-drying, curling, and straightening. Simply put it on and go! Whether you’re rushing to work, heading out for errands, or meeting friends, pixie wigs offer effortless style without the hassle.

Conclusion

Pixie haircut wigs are the perfect choice for women who want a stylish, low-maintenance look that requires minimal effort. Their versatility and appeal make them ideal for women of all ages, and with so many options available in a wig shop, finding the right pixie wig is easier than ever. Whether you’re looking for a fresh new look or simply want a time-saving, chic hairstyle, pixie wigs provide the ideal solution for effortless beauty.

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Wigs or Bundles? Why Not Both – Shop Indique’s Sale Today

Introduction: The Hair Dilemma—Wigs vs. Bundles

When it comes to transforming your hair look, many of us face the same question: should I go for a wig or bundles? Wigs offer instant transformation, while bundles give you more versatility for custom installs. The truth? You don’t have to choose. With Indique’s Semi-Annual Sale offering up to 50% off, now’s the perfect time to stock up on both wigs and bundles to expand your styling possibilities.

The Beauty of Wigs: Convenience and Confidence

Wigs—especially high-quality real hair wigs—are perfect for anyone looking for an easy, protective, and stylish hair solution. Lace front wigs from Indique offer a natural-looking hairline and allow you to switch styles without commitment. Whether you want to go from straight to curly, long to short, or dark to light—wigs are a flawless, heat-free way to experiment.

And with Indique’s range of ready-to-wear wigs, including glueless and pre-styled options, it’s never been easier to throw on your crown and slay the day. No stylist required.

The Flexibility of Bundles: Customization at Its Best

If you prefer personalized installs or sew-ins, hair bundles are your best friend. Bundles give you full control over the style, parting, and layering. They can be sewn in, glued in, or made into a custom wig. And because Indique only offers raw and virgin hair bundles, you’re getting long-lasting quality that can be straightened, curled, colored, and treated like your own hair.

For the DIY queens and salon lovers, bundles offer the freedom to create a completely tailored hairstyle—perfect for weddings, vacations, or everyday glam.

Why Choose When You Can Have Both?

Here’s the magic—wigs and bundles are not mutually exclusive. In fact, many hair lovers use both for different occasions:

Wigs for quick changes, protective styling, or daily convenience.

Bundles for sew-ins, longer wear, or creating a custom wig.

By investing in both, you’re equipping yourself with a full hair arsenal. Whether it’s Monday boardroom energy or Saturday night glam, you’ve got the tools to show up and show out.

Why Indique? Quality You Can See and Feel

Indique is one of the most trusted names in luxury hair extensions. Known for its raw Indian hair, virgin raw hair bundles, and handcrafted wigs, the brand has built a loyal following among hairstylists, celebrities, and everyday customers who want salon-level glam without compromise.

Here’s what sets Indique apart:

100% human hair – no fillers, no synthetics

Long-lasting – can be reused and styled for months (even years!)

Easy to maintain and style

A wide variety of textures and lengths

Ethically sourced raw and virgin hair

When you shop Indique, you’re investing in hair that performs like your own—soft, natural, and full of body.

Sale Alert: Up to 50% Off Wigs and Bundles

Right now, Indique’s Semi-Annual Sale is your golden ticket to upgrade your hair game. With up to 50% off select wigs and bundles, it’s the ideal time to stock up on both:

Lace Front Wigs

Glueless Wigs

Curly, Straight, and Wavy Bundles

Raw Hair and Virgin Hair Collections

Whether you’re trying Indique for the first time or restocking your favorites, the deals are too good to pass up.

Final Thoughts: Build Your Hair Wardrobe

Why limit yourself to one style when you can have it all? Wigs and bundles each offer their own unique benefits, and together, they give you total freedom, flexibility, and flair. Don’t settle for one when you can master both.

With Indique’s trusted quality and unbeatable prices during the sale, now is the time to build your dream hair wardrobe.

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Pixie Haircut Wigs: A Bold, Effortless Look for Every Style

The pixie cut is a timeless hairstyle that never goes out of fashion. It's bold, edgy, and perfect for women who want to showcase their confidence and style with minimal effort. But not everyone is ready to commit to chopping off their natural hair—and that’s where a wig comes in. Pixie haircut wigs offer the perfect solution for trying out this daring style without the long-term commitment or risk.

There is a pixie wig to fit your demands and personality, whether you want a tousled, textured look or a sleek, polished pixie. This post will discuss the various kinds of pixie wigs, its allure, and how to use and maintain them.

Why Choose a Pixie Haircut Wig?

Wigs are all about transformation, and the pixie cut is one of the most transformative styles out there. Here’s why opting for a pixie haircut wig might be your next favorite beauty move:

Instant Transformation: With a pixie wig, you may drastically alter your appearance in only a few minutes without using scissors.

Low Maintenance: Pixie wigs are perfect for busy lives because they take less time to style than lengthier styles.

Cool and Comfortable: Because they are lightweight and breathable, short wigs are ideal for all-day wear or warm weather.

Perfect for All Ages: Any age can benefit from pixie cuts, which provide a fresh, contemporary look that is simple to achieve.

Great for Hair Loss or Thinning Hair: A pixie wig is a great choice for people who are coping with medical issues or hair loss since it offers full coverage while maintaining a natural appearance.

Popular Styles of Pixie Haircut Wigs

There are numerous textures, lengths, and finishes available for pixie wigs. The following are some excellent choices that suit a range of tastes:

Classic Sleek Pixie: This sleek, polished, and smooth design is ideal for formal or business settings.

Textured or Layered Pixie: This style offers movement and a contemporary, fashionable touch with its jagged layers and additional volume.

Curly Pixie Wig: Curly pixie wigs provide a fun and feminine twist for people who want volume and bounce.

Asymmetrical Pixie: A bold, stylish style is produced with a lengthier bang on one side.

Spiky Pixie Wig: This edgy look gives your appearance an urban, rockstar attitude and is perfect for making a statement.

Choosing the Right Pixie Wig for You

When picking out your perfect pixie wig, there are a few important things to consider:

Face Shape: On round, oval, and heart-shaped faces, pixie wigs look fantastic. A pixie wig with side-swept bangs or height on top might lengthen your features if your face is round.

Wig Material: Choose synthetic wigs for budget and pre-styled ease or human hair wigs for the most styling versatility.

Cap Construction: Full-cap wigs are inexpensive and simple to wear, whereas lace front wigs create a natural hairline.

Color: Pixie wigs come in a range of colors, from natural black and brown to bold shades like platinum blonde, red, or even pastel tones.

Styling Tips for Pixie Wigs

One of the perks of owning a pixie haircut wig is how easy it is to style. Here are a few tips to get the most out of your look:

Use Wig-Safe Products: Styling sprays and pomades made for wigs can help you shape and define your pixie cut without causing damage.

Finger Style for a Natural Look: Use your fingers instead of a comb to tousle and add texture.

Switch Up the Part: Changing the part or direction of the bangs can give your wig a whole new feel.

Accessorize: Add headbands, clips, or hats to customize your pixie wig and make it your own.

Caring for Your Pixie Wig

Proper maintenance ensures your wig looks great and lasts as long as possible. Here are some care tips:

Washing: Clean your wig every 8–10 wears using gentle, sulfate-free wig shampoo and conditioner.

Drying: Let your wig air dry on a stand to maintain its shape. Avoid blow-drying unless it’s a heat-friendly wig.

Storage: Store your pixie wig on a mannequin head or in a satin bag to keep it looking fresh and tangle-free.

Avoid Heat on Synthetic Wigs: Unless specified as heat-resistant, don’t use curling irons or straighteners on synthetic wigs.

Who Can Wear a Pixie Haircut Wig?

The answer: anyone! Pixie wigs are inclusive and work beautifully for:

Women wanting a new look without cutting their hair.

People dealing with hair loss from medical conditions, such as alopecia or chemotherapy.

Anyone who wants a fashionable, fuss-free style with minimal upkeep.

Performers or professionals who enjoy changing their appearance regularly.

The allure of wearing a wig is that it gives you limitless freedom to be bold, expressive, and adaptable.

Final Thoughts

Wigs for pixie haircuts are more than just a fad; they're a classic, useful method to enjoy short hair with simplicity and beauty. A pixie wig can be the ideal choice for you if you want to try out a bold new cut or if you need a dependable, low-maintenance solution for daily wear. With so many different textures, colors, and styles to pick from, you only need one wig to turn heads and confidently own your appearance. Are you prepared to go short and gorgeous? Waiting for you is a pixie wig.

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8 Best Non-Surgical Hair Replacement Methods

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7. Silicone-Based Hair Patches

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Hair Extensions

Hair Weaving

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