#hair oil to regrow hair

[rajanjolly]

बालों का झड़ना रोकने और बाल बढ़ाने के लिए हेयर ऑयल/Homemade Hair Oil To ...

[the-organics-store]

The Ultimate Guide to Re growing Hair with Rosemary Oil

Are you tired of dealing with hair loss and thinning strands? If so, it's time to consider a natural solution that has been used for centuries - rosemary oil. This powerful essential oil is not only known for its aromatic properties but also for its ability to stimulate hair growth and improve overall scalp health.

In this comprehensive guide, we will explore the incredible benefits of using rosemary oil to regrow hair and provide you with everything you need to know to kickstart your journey towards a fuller, healthier mane.

Why Should You Consider Rosemary Oil for Hair Growth?

Rosemary oil offers a plethora of benefits for hair regrowth. lets discuss some

Firstly, rosemary oil has the  ability to improve blood circulation to the scalp, which helps promote healthier hair follicles and stimulate hair regrowth.

Secondly, rosemary oil has anti-inflammatory properties that can soothe the scalp and reduce issues like dandruff or itching, creating a more healthy environment for hair growth.

Moreover, rosemary oil has natural antioxidant properties that protect the hair from free radical damage and environmental stressors, keeping it strong and resilient. 

How to Properly Apply Rosemary Oil for Hair Re-growth?

To properly apply rosemary oil for hair regrowth, it is important to begin by selecting a high-quality, pure rosemary essential oil. Avoid diluted products or synthetic fragrances as they may not provide the desired effects.

Before applying the oil, mix several drops with a carrier oil such as jojoba or coconut to prevent skin irritation and maximize absorption.

Massage the diluted rosemary oil into your scalp using gentle circular motions to stimulate blood flow and promote hair follicle health.

Leave the oil on for at least 30 minutes or ideally overnight to allow it to fully penetrate the scalp.

For best results, repeat this process 2-3 times per week consistently over several weeks to see noticeable improvements in hair thickness and regrowth.

Tips for Maximizing Hair Regrowth Results

One effective tip for maximizing hair regrowth results is to incorporate rosemary oil into your hair care routine.

Scalp Message:

By massaging a few drops of rosemary oil into your scalp regularly, you can nourish the hair follicles and strengthen the roots, leading to thicker and fuller hair.

Incorporate Healthy Diet:

In addition to using rosemary oil, it is essential to maintain a balanced diet rich in nutrients that support hair growth.

Foods high in vitamins A, C, and E, as well as biotin and zinc, can help promote strong and healthy hair from within.

Make sure to include plenty of leafy greens, fruits, nuts, seeds, and lean proteins in your diet to provide the necessary building blocks for optimal hair regrowth results.

Reduce Your Stress Level:

High stress levels can contribute to hair loss by disrupting the natural growth cycle of the hair follicles. Finding ways to manage stress effectively can help create a more conducive environment for new hair growth and improve overall scalp health.

[matekdesign]

Matek Cosmetics & Designs

Website: https://www.matekdesign.com/

Address: California, USA

Matek is a black-owned business specializing in natural, organic, plant-based hair and skincare products. Founded in May 2020 by Margery, Angel, Tochi, and Emeka, Matek Designs offers a range of handmade products, including hair growth oils, lip glosses, scrubs, facial products, body soaps, and jewelry. Their products are infused with raw ingredients from Nigeria, catering to all hair types and focusing on promoting hair strength, moisture, and length.

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/p/Matek-cosmetics-100074335901174/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Angel34466319

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/matekdesigns/

Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCg3aeT3U6xuZboKcju-P9UA

Pinterest: https://br.pinterest.com/matekojije/

Keywords:

hair growth oil

best oil for hair growth

regrow hair naturally in 3 weeks

essential oils for hair growth

fast hair growth oil

best oil for hair growth and thickness

scalp oil for hair growth

hair growth oil for women

natural ingredients for hair growth and thickness

best scalp oil for hair growth

oils for hair growth for black hair

black hair growth oil

best glowing cream for dark skin

best oil for black hair growth

brightening body lotion for dark skin

best moisturizer for black skin face

body lotion for black skin

best anti aging face cream for black skin

african beauty products

african herbal product

traditional african skin care

african beauty products online

african american beauty products

best natural hair bundles

african beauty cosmetics

handmade skincare bundles usa

handmade skincare bundles

best handmade skincare bundles

hair growth oil for black women

black luxury hair growth oil

plant based hair growth solutions

natural hair bundles near me

best natural hair care bundles

best plant based hair growth solutions

natural shea butter products in usa

natural shea butter products for skin

natural shea butter products for hair

natural shea butter products for face

best natural shea butter products

natural skin care products shea butter

shea butter all natural hair products

natural beauty products shea butter

african shea butter natural products

best moisturizing body products black people

moisturizing body products for glowing skin

moisturizing body products for dry skin

best moisturizing body products

african hair growth solutions products

african hair growth solutions at home

african hair growth solutions for black hair

best african beauty products

best african plant based cosmetics

african plant based cosmetics products

[maisha-online]

Hair Fall : Causes & Home Made Remedies to Stop Hair Fall !

Hair Fall : Causes & Home Made Remedies to Stop Hair Fall ! #HairFall #HairCare #HairMask #DIYHairMasks #Beauty

While some are genetically endowed with luscious hair others need to put in extra care and effort to maintain their hair. Maintain a healthy lifestyle and take proper care of hair for ensuring you have healthy luscious hair. It’s considered normal to lose 50 to 100 strands of hair per day. But when it’s more than that it’s best to increase your efforts to reduce hair fall. Poor lifestyle,…

[backpackingspace]

Psst want some some angst?

Odysseus with flowers woven into his hair, around his wrist, his ankles/ his neck/. Odysseus with his hair oiled and his skin scrubbed clean.

Calypso forces him into the bath. Forces him into clean clothes makes it so that he cannot move protest or breath while she brushes his hair. The flowers won't come off, even when he claws at his skin making himself bleed, even when he yanks chunks of his hair out trying to dislodge the pretty blossoms. Calypso heals him anyway makes his skin flawless, regrows his hair. She likes him looking pretty, likes him looking like he's loving life. Won't allow anything from the outside world to touch them, even if that's odysseus himself.

After all, she can't have anyone thinking she doesn't look after her beloved mortal. She's heard how the other gods treats their pets, how rough they are. But she's different. See how well odysseus is taken care of? And why would he even want to think about anything else when /shes/ right here. So what if he's a little resistant to the idea right now? Odysseus, the poor thing, is battered and traumatized it's natural that he'd be a little confused. One day he'll snap out of it and thank her. She just knows it.

[starryinkart]

Human AU N question if you don't mind :)

You mentioned Ns head still getting hopped off, resulting in a neck scar. Would the head regrow like with their robot versions or would he have manually re-attached it (like sewing it back on or something)? Considering they're kinda undead at that point so I assume losing their heads wouldn't exactly kill them

Ah yes!! The head would regrow! When the DDs “died” normally a human body would start to dry out and wither, eventually turning to dust if long enough passes. In this scenario, not all of them were 100% dead, for example N. The same thing that happened in the show of him defending CYN and he was in fact, chained up outside, the only difference is, Uzi wasn’t there to save him like in Episode 5, so without V being sentient and the others not wanting to be disposed of, he essentially almost starved. He was so weak that he essentially couldn’t move, but could weakly see what was happening the whole time (something he remembers later on that really messed him up to the point of an anxiety attack when it randomly pops in his head.

Basically the solver as CYN killed everyone at the Gala, dealt with Tessa and built its soldiers. It pumped nanites into the DDs bloodstreams, filtering out the normal human blood, which burned like literal acid radiation flowing through their bloodstream, and was to say the least, VERY painful.

Their inner organs are all perfectly preserved by casings of inner armor along with the nanites and they can regenerate just like shown in the show! The only downside is just like a humans body runs a fever when combating a virus, the DDs body in this AU is constantly warm and running a fever, making them need to drink blood (oil) to stay cool and not overheat too much!

I actually drew this for the concept of the human Disassembly Soldiers (since they aren’t exactly drone lol), it’s a bit outdated when it comes to N’s human looks, but the only thing that really changed was his hair and skin color!

This AU (any Murder Drones human AU on my acc btw) is called “Murder Drones Skin and Bones”!

[CLICK FOR BETTER QUALITY OF COURSE]

If you guys have anymore questions about any of my MD AUs like my MD Absolutely AU/Story, King Solver N AU and now this one, Murder Drones Skin and Bones, free to send them in my ask box!! They are always appreciated! 🥰✨

>> PS. This is part of my Murder Drones Skin and Bones AU!

[evolutionsvoid]

While the land has many strange ecosystems to offer, and places born of ancient corpses, many folk find charming simplicity in the expansive hair fields. Where long wavy strands of keratin arise from the earth's flesh, coming together to create vast swaths that ripple and flow in the breeze. Hair fields come in a variety of colors, with some more rare than others. It would appear that the region and composition of the soil determines the color, so here in the mainland, auburn hair is the most common. These great fields are known for their beauty, but also for the wondrous supply of keratin they provide. These hairs are harvested to make clothes, blankets and braids, vital goods for any village. However, folks are warned about over harvesting and putting too much strain on these fields. Bald spots where the hairs have failed to regrow are signs of people who have damaged these places with their greed. Creating these patches can undermine the entire area, making it easier for disease and weather to damage what remains. One wouldn't want them to go barren, as these fields are important not only for villagers, but also for the variety of life that lives within.

The Field Louse is a species of large insect that calls the hair fields home. It lurks within the thickest parts, feeding upon hair oils, exposed bulbs and even dandruff lichen that forms in these ecosystems. Its long pincers are used to dig around in the dirt and scrape sustenance off of long hairs. The Field Louse's body is colored to match the hair around it, and long strands that extend from their body are used for both sensing their environment and blending in. They hide from predators in the thick tangles of keratin, using their sharp claws only when cornered. While man may hunt these insects for food, what folks really want are their most plentiful resource: eggs.

The Field Louse lays dozens of eggs in a short amount of time, gluing them onto thick strands of hair. Their freshly hatched young are forced to fend for themselves, typically spending their early years burrowed into the earth. Due to high mortality rates, the louse lays an obscene amount of eggs. This suits predators and people just fine, as it is an excellent food source. Thick shell and heavy glue makes these eggs hard to eat or dislodge, but there are ways around these defenses. People have turned to cooking them straight on the strand, letting the heat soften them and make their contents nice and boiled. Cutting or burning the hair can also free the eggs, that way they can be more easily handled or transported. Thus, hair fields are also a place of food for villages, and folk will comb through them in search of eggs. This is why folk are very protective of these ecosystems, as it puts food on the table. And when war reduces many fields to barren ash, both the field louse and villagers are left with nothing.

---------------------------

"Field Louse"

A short entry, as not really much here. Just some regular ol fauna!

[sunflower1experiment]

Nanami x black fem reader

Your hair is beautiful

Getting your recent haircut was a big leap of faith, sometimes you feared for the judgement or the scrutiny people would do to you. The consequences of these things wouldn’t matter if you were confident in yourself. “You look gorgeous girl!”

The hairstylist gave you a cheerful pat while you walked out the door to the world, you then call your grandmother. The only person you kept contact with, or at least low contact with. She helped pay for the hair this time, all the other times you’ve paid but she decided to be generous… what a stupid mistake.

“You cut your hair!”

Having a small chuckle you wave your hand, “No not all of it just the highlights for my regrow stage and then I’ll pay for darker highlights!” The phone goes silent when you mention new highlights and growing the hair out.

“You cut all the highlights out, I sorta liked it better.”

“GG! Do you like the hair or not!?” There was yet another pause and the older woman begins to ramble about the highlights being expensive, how they costed a lot of money and then said you’d pay for them next time. As if you needed her charity.

Each word that slipped, caused your gaze to darken. So you hang up without thinking about listening to that woman, after that you head home. Silent the whole ride with tears flooding your eyes every second of the drive, once home.

Nanami was the first to greet you, but his soft gaze turns sad as you hid your gorgeous hair. “What happened?”

He holds your hand, you acknowledge him and mumble. “Its hard to truly love my hair…”

Gently pulling the hood from your coat down he begins to admire your hair, noting the twist coils and texture of the 4C hair you were born with. Without a second thought he kissed you on the head, mumbling about the oil before kissing you again. “I believe your hair is truly beautiful.”

“Anyone who disagrees, doesn’t see what I see.” You both stayed together as he embraces your smaller form in his arms.

“I love you, and I’ve noticed many things about black women. You’re all very caring, meticulous, always glowing, and best of all your hair carries a story. Whether it be happy, sad or anything else: You’re still a beautiful black woman. Don’t ever forget that, seeing you during our wedding was as if I was witnessing a goddess for the first time leaving Ala’s side and letting her grace me.”

After giving you another kiss, he guides you inside after locking the door behind you both then the two of you sit down to watch a few shows and movies. His favorite being “Series of Unfortunate Events” while yours were mixed between “Princess and The Frog” and maybe a bit of “Castlevania” The choices tend to vary. Overall he made sure you were comfortable while you avoided crushing him with your elbows, unlike last time’s incident.

That memory haunts you to this day and he’d always rub your cheek anytime you hugged him for reassurance. Crushing his thigh with your elbows just wasn’t on the list of date ideas.

Even so, his words stuck with you. Your hair is beautiful, no matter what texture, length, or color. It’ll always carry a story with you and be with you throughout your journey of taking care of it. “Thank you Nanami.”

Nanami hugs you to his chest, “Anything for you hun.”

[doodle-pops]

Eönwë Avian Traits Characterisation

Part 1: [Wings, Behavioural Habits, Courting Ritual and Courting] | Part 2 |

A/N: I had these thoughts a pretty long while ago and believed it was best to compile them so everyone can follow and understand where and why Eönwë does all these gestures. Due to the headcanons being incredibly long (because I went into heavy details), Pre-heat, Mating and Post-heat would be in an entirely separate post. I did so much research for these sobs. So, this is the first part. It's all fluff. So, here are my characterisations of him and what I use to write my fic.

Warning: nothing but just fluff and jealous Eönwë fighting more birds.

| Wings |

His wings are the replica of the Stella Sea Eagle, huge but just fluffier and whiter.

The outer coat of feathers has a silvery sheen that becomes obvious when sunlight reflected off them. It gives off a tiny iridescent glow with the sun setting.

Has the ability to release his feathers, meaning he can detach his feathers one by one and still have control over their motion (just like Hawks from BNHA), though he takes an excess volume of time to regrow them when damaged.

Like birds, he also goes through the process of moulting before the mating season which means he sheds his feathers and regrows them. Thus, there would come a time when you would see some of his feathers appearing dull and new, while his wings also appear empty.

While moulting with regular birds can take up to months, with Eӧnwё, it’s only a few weeks or up to two (2) months, given his Ainur abilities. His plumage would symmetrically fall off and renew itself.

During this time, his wings become extra sensitive, so moving around and lying on his back becomes impossible and painful. Even the muscles closer on his back around the base of his wings become awfully sensitive and painful.

Also, because his wings are a part of him, when he’s shedding and they grow lighter, he loses his balance. His wings are essentially his equilibrium, so losing them or losing the weight throws him off and he gains wobbly legs.

| Preening |

By nature, Eӧnwё is highly serious about his appearance and is considered one of the most pristine and cleanliest Ainur, second to Manwё of them all.

Always cleaning his feathers for any dirty, small pebbles, mud or any ruffles of the sort, even for bugs that may have attached themselves to his feathers throughout his flights.

He has an entire day dedicated to cleaning his wings. Mostly performed in one of the private pools or hot springs, he’ll gather a bunch of oils and sweet-scented fragrances to help make his wings appear shiny and pleasant.

One by one, he releases his feathers and lay them out to be cleaned using a soft cloth and gently scented soaps. He prefers the scent of peppermint and vanilla.

Not only does he focus on his wings, but he also focuses on his body, his hair, nails and skin. He places the same volume of effort on his wings on the rest of this body. Always tidying and adjusting some part of his appearance or clothes.

Adorned mostly in blue, white, silver and cream, Eӧnwё keeps to his colours, not liking the idea of breaking patterns and keeping true to his instincts.

The only extra he'll adorn himself in are flowers, like flower crowns that you would have given him or the little elflings gave to him.

| Regular Behaviour |

He’s a lively person by nature and he’s always singing and dancing, whistling some merry tune.

Bobbing his head to the beat of drums or swaying lightly on his feet to the sound of harps in the distance. Like most birds, he does personal aerial dances but that’s for when he’s impressing his mate.

Naturally loves sparkly objects and would collect and store them away. He has a private collection of rocks and little broken jewellery pieces, just anything sparkly.

Furthermore, he loves to accessorise with sparkly items; from necklaces to bangles to circlets and hairpins. Eӧnwё adores making himself appear glittery, though he sometimes gets mesmerised and plays with them (like some cat).

On the regular, he stretches his wings by going on flights. Flying to great heights and soaring with all the other birds, feeling the wind between his wings and basking in the sense of freedom.

Along with his avian tendencies, he is a social person by nature, always hopping around and curious. Interacting with others and learning, mimicking and engaging. Learning any new pieces of information, never knowing when they could be useful.

He is also a tidy person when it comes to his nest, and not in the manner of mating but in terms of cleanliness. He hates the idea of mess and will spend hours even up to days tidying his home.

| Jealousy |

Eӧnwё’s avian behavioural traits are very similar to those of an eagle, thus, high-key territorial and refuse to share his space with other birds, but this only becomes so when he has a mate.

On the regular, because he does have compassion and understanding, he doesn’t have a problem interacting with other birds, playing or feeding them, evening going as far as to preen them.

However, when he does have a mate, his jealousy is unmatched. He doesn’t even allow for another bird that’s your pet or friend around you. Thus, smaller birds become terrified before him when he’s radiating his jealousy.

Chirping and snapping at each other, as much as he does have Avian tendencies, he is also Ainur with people-person-like behaviours, so he’ll use some of those as well when arguing with the birds.

Flares his wings and fluffs them to appear more presentable in your eyes when other birds are around. Would go as far as to wrap his wings around you to shut them out (you always have your fearless birds).

When jealous of others who aren’t birds, he is territorial still, but his feral side is riled up a lot more. He knows that those other birds can’t compare, but actual people can so Eӧnwё just might engage in an actual fight.

Now, his jealousy isn’t sudden, this occurs when he’s approaching mating season, or you are ovulating. Thus you don’t have to worry about him randomly snapping at people, though it’s best when the mating season approaches to stay indoors.

By avian nature, he is jealous, but when he’s just being himself, he’s rather chill and relaxed. He understands that you have friends and desires to interact with them.

| Pre-Courting/Attracting A Mate |

Very similar to my Ainur Simps headcanons, Eӧnwё has no problem when it comes to swooning you with all the tricks up his sleeves.

From singing to dancing, whistling a merry tune whenever you’re around and fluffing up those feathers.

He spends extra time preening himself to ensure that he’s looking spick and spank just you for, and when your eyes do fall on him, please compliment his appearance otherwise he feels as though all his efforts went to waste.

When being around him, you need to do lots of research on avian behaviours otherwise when he performs all his little gestures, you would be clueless and reciprocate wrongly.

This being said, his love for collecting shiny objects will increase he would pass them to you whenever he returns from trips. Do not throw them away because it would break his heart and cause him to believe you had rejected him a long time ago.

Store them in a safe place and show him one day all the collectables you saved he gave you and watch as he melts completely. In his head, he’s singing about how he can’t wait to marry you.

It is a part of his courting ritual to gift his mate with presents/gifts as a token of love and to prove that he can provide and swoon/be romantic. At the same time, he does present you with actual gifts like jewellery, hairpins, and necklace (sparkles).

Incredibly protective in this stage and will ward off any and all potential suitors because he is already your mate. He’s growling and pushing people away as well as ruffling in his feathers and fluffing them as a warning.

He loves to take you on little walks to open areas where he can perform aerial dances for you— only the best dances saved for you. Clap and applaud him as well as give him praises; his feathers shine a lot more.

| Courting |

Now that the both of you are courting, Eӧnwё’s form of affection will amplify. At first, he begins by holding your hand, nuzzling into it and enjoying your scent.

He’s always attached to your side and it’s to mostly rub his scent all over you to ward off any birds, other persons with animalistic traits and unwanted suitors. He even takes no chances when it comes to his Lord Manwё, knowing that he has avian traits as well (bird-brain thinking).

Whenever you are visiting, he does extra tidying and adds lots of flowers to sweeten his home for you. He likes to sneak in the little question “Do you like it?”. Your answer does have an effect on him.

Yes, means that it’s a piece of additional information for preparing for your future home together— anything to make his mate happy. Do not tell him no, I will find you if you break his heart.

Speaking of cleaning, when it comes to preening, he does enjoy it when you assist him. It did take him a while to welcome you into his type of intimacy because they’re his wings and a part of him.

Eӧnwё will take his time to show you all the proper steps when teaching you how to care for his wings. How to part the feathers, how to wash them, which direction to wipe, everything.

This also leads to him allowing you to wash his hair as well— when you’ve made it to that stage, that’s when you know Eӧnwё is comfortable with you. Preening with him takes place quite frequently and sometimes on purpose, he will dirty himself just to feel your hands on his feathers.

When you are cuddling, he would enclose his wings around you both, cocooning you from the rest of the world and it’s just the both of you. He loves to coo and chirp for you as signs that he’s happy.

Slowly closing his eyes and opening them, nuzzling into your hands when you rub his head (swear he’s a cat).

He always leaves a feather behind when he’s going on trips; a piece of him for you to keep. He can hear the vibrations of your voice through the feather when you speak, but sadly, he can���t communicate through them to you.

Also, know that he will also cook for you, an ability as your mate which is important to possess. Showing you that he can feed you, so you’re getting home-cooked meals.

Taking you on flights, sorry if you’re terrified of heights because it’s an excuse for you to cling to him. Just joking, he wouldn’t take you on flights if you’re terrified. But if you’re not, he’ll show up on your balcony at ungodly hours of the morning to take you to watch the sunrise.

Picnics in Yavanna’s flower fields, swimming in Ilmarin’s pools, requesting for gifts from Aüle or asking Manwё to make you a cloud so you can sit on because he’s that whipped for you.

He’s serious from start to end about courting you and his façade never drops because he’s true about his feelings and love for you.

Masterlist

Taglist: @edensrose @cilil @eunoiaastralwings @noldorinpainter @ranhanabi777 @spidergirla5 @lilmelily @someoneinthestars @mysticmoomin @aconstructofamind @starborne0661 @floraroselaughter @the-phantom-of-arda @rain-on-my-umbrella @singleteapot @wandererindreams @asianbutnotjapanese

[doulayogimama]

I’m really really proud of where I got my hair after the PP hair loss shit show 🥲

Bald spots + a terribly too short cut at 6 months PP sent me on a mission. I will regrow this mane to its former glory, IDC how much it costs 😅

I did a rosemary mint oil + gua sha for months (Mielle @ Target) and it was honestly great 👍🏽

For almost a year though, I’ve had my eye on this oil by Ranavat.

It’s a Se Asian, woman owned company. The CEO shows you her hair transformation from PP after 2 pregnancies to now at 41 and it’s like 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

But even after a year of monitoring this product I’m just so annoyed by the price. I was ready to buy it as a Xmas gift to myself but figured I should look up the ingredients and see if I can replicate it. Turns out it’s only 3 ingredients! I would love to support this company if I had this kinda dough to spend on hair oil but I don’t. So! Going to make my own and give to my clients too 🫶🏽

For $30, I can probably make like 8 bottles worth of this $70 (per 1.7oz) hair serum 👌🏽✨

[greetingfromthedead]

4. Magic

Series: Mermaid!AU Depth of Despair

Pairing: Vash x GN!Reader

Word count: 2.2k

← Previous Chapter | Next Chapter →

You sit under the protruding ridge of the cliff by a tide pool. Vash wrapped a heavy cloak around you before carrying you here. The waves keep crashing into the rocky shore, occasionally sending up sprays of saltwater that mist your face. You finally feel a resemblance of peace after days of turmoil, and you've found it under the strangest of circumstances. Vash's voice puts you at ease as he talks about his flower garden and where and how the plants like to grow. Some like sunlight, others prefer shade. Some need loads of water, others very little. He paints a picture of his house in your mind. It's quite small and cozy, with a porch swing that creaks gently in the breeze. Vash hasn't gotten around to oiling it. He has a small boat tied up at the little dock in the river. A path weaves around the forest's trees and leads from the porch to the riverbank. Behind the house is where he grows his flowers. He dug a creek from the river to get water closer to his crops, but sighs heavily when thinking about how often he has to walk with the heavy buckets back and forth in the summer when the water level in the river is too low for the creek.

Your wet hair and the seaweed in it drip water on the thick fabric on your shoulders, but you don't mind the dampness or the cold radiating from it. Part of you does miss Vash's warm touch, but it's an afterthought. Your blood always runs cold, and you're used to it as you've never truly known anything else, just the occasional stroke of sunlight on your skin. He braids the blades of reed into a long cord, and you watch his nimble fingers moving with absolute grace and purpose. You wonder again how it is that he has his left hand. To your knowledge, humans can't regrow limbs, and you have no doubt in your mind that this is the man you saved from that large ship.

"I've been thinking a lot about the tales of mermaids. I'm not sure if I believe in them all, but there must be some truth to the stories, as you do sit next to me. And one thing is undeniable: they are described as the most beautiful creatures you could lay your eyes on." He shifts to look at you with a smile. "And when I see your face, I believe it."

That's because what you see is glamour. You reply to him in your head. It's just magic to lure in people like you. It's not real. Just a veil.

"Are all mermaids this beautiful?" Vash asks with fascination.

To you, they are, as long as you see them out of water. You simply nod as a reply, not quite sure how to relay any of the details to him without using your voice.

"Oh wow. A whole race of such mesmerizing creatures. This is incredible." He seems to be glowing with excitement. He appears to focus on your different features, and you're not sure what he expects to find. Perhaps something fishy?

You are a fool to be this enamored by my kin. It will bring you nothing but trouble, I can promise you that. Everything about me is designed so I can sink my teeth into you.

"And is it true that your singing voices are irresistible? Like in the stories where ships are navigated into hazardous waters because the sailors are captivated by the song of sirens." His comment surprises you. The first instinct is to take his words as an attack, but you see no malice in his expression.

You're close. I don't have to sing; my every word is turned into entangling melodies like you've never heard before. It is all magic. It will ensnare your mind and draw you closer, even if you know better than to do that. You talk to yourself in your head as if he could hear you. In the end, you can only give him another nod as an answer, but he seems satisfied with that.

"Does it have something to do with why you don't talk? I assumed you couldn't talk, but is there more to it?" His voice is gentle as he speaks, and his eyes are filled with curiosity.

You give him another nod, even though it is not quite the full truth, but it is close enough.

"Is there something I could do so you could speak to me?"

Yes. But I cannot tell a human like you. And under the water, you wouldn't want to talk to me. You simply shake your head at him. This seems to put a damper on his mood, and he looks down again at the braid he made. His fingers trace along it before he continues to weave it together into a sturdier cord.

"You are truly captivating. I am glad you came back." He speaks softly with a smile dancing on the corner of his lip. "It's a shame you can only reply with a nod or a shake of your head. Maybe I'll figure something else out. Can you write?"

Not in a language you could understand. You think and give him a shake of your head.

"Alright." He turns his focus back on the twine in his hand. "I hope you aren't putting yourself in danger by coming here. I did hope you would return, but I am sorry if you felt like you needed to. That's not what I meant."

As he speaks, the wind turns in the narrow bay area, and suddenly you are downwind and catch a whiff of something sweet and delicious. Vash keeps speaking, but you can't focus on it. You draw in more air again with a deep breath, trying to catch more of the scent. The wind turns and whirls, making it hard, so you lean more towards Vash's large figure in hopes of hiding from the breeze. You find the aroma again and lean into it, letting your nose guide you. The further you get, the stronger it becomes. You feel your mouth water; the delicious smell is clouding your judgment as you still search for the source.

Vash is taken by surprise as you suddenly seem to come on to him. You sniff the air around him. Every millimeter you come closer, he leans away, confused and concerned for the unexpected shift in your demeanor. He stays silent, eyes wide open, as it looks like you can't even see him. He's about to stutter something out when you lean your face to his neck, your one hand holding on to his shoulder. He lets out a shocked "Eeeep!" and feels his face heating up before he can't lean back any more and instead falls over into the sand. As you lose your support, you too go down with him.

The scent gets even stronger, and you're sure it comes off him. It feels like something primal takes over as you move along his body, taking his right hand to sniff before grabbing the left one and realizing the smell is strongest there, slowly getting weaker as you move towards the shoulder.

"Hey now… What's going on?" Vash finally says this as he keeps his gaze on you. A slight shake in his concerned voice is what snaps you out of your daze. You look up at him while still lying halfway on top of him. For a moment, all you can see are his bright blue eyes. You quickly push away and sit upright again, even leaning away from him. You cover your mouth with a hand and look down at the sand, happy that the whirlwind clears up the scent.

"It's okay!" he chuckles as he watches your reaction and pushes himself up on one elbow. "There is no need to get embarrassed. It's fine."

But the horrified expression on your face doesn't stem from embarrassment. You feel the elongated fangs and sharpened teeth push against your tongue, your mouth filled with saliva as Vash's scent drew you in with a primal force. You smelled magic. Every living being carries magic; everything is capable of storing magic under the right conditions, but this is different. You can't smell it on your own kind, and you've never been so close to another human before. Do all people smell just like that? Fish and marine mammals don't come close to this. Why is this the first time you smell it? Did you always sit upwind? Were your senses dulled by fear? He was bleeding into the water when you first saw him, why did you not sense it then?

"Hey… Are you alright?" He asks, and he sits up even more to put a hand on your shoulder. It's the left one. Why does it smell so strongly compared to his other hand? Is it because he has regrown that limb? Curiosity and hunger mix within you. It's almost like you can taste it. It coats your mouth like oil, stubbornly sticking to you even as you swallow. If that is what humans smell like, with such strong magic coursing through them, you can understand why your kind evolved to hunt them.

You feel his gaze on you as you wait for your racing heart to slow down again. The taste slowly dissipates, and your head clears. Swallowing again helps your fangs to retract and your sharp teeth to turn into what they usually are while out of the water. You feel almost lightheaded as you still sense Vash next to you, his hand touching your shoulder.

"Are you feeling alright?" he asks again, and you finally turn towards him. You glance over the confused expression on his face and pick up the gloved hand holding on to you. He doesn't resist you as you turn it between your own hands. It feels strange and rigid—nothing like your own hands. Taking his other hand in yours confirms your suspicion that something feels very different. There is no soft flesh under that glove. You return your attention to it, your fingers running along the leather and the numerous belts and buckles. You gently press your fingers into it, and only about halfway to his shoulders do you feel the softness of meat. It is where you remember his left arm ending.

Just in case you double check again. You take his other arm and feel the warmth radiating from his skin. It isn't hidden under leather, only the white sleeve of his shirt. You see his scarred hand and calloused palm. You hold both his hands for a moment, comparing the difference in feel and temperature. You turn them palm side up and palm side down. As you let go, you compare them to your own hands, and the fingers of both his hands move, mimicking yours.

"Did you figure it out?" he asks with a soft smile, but there is a hint of sadness in it. Now it's his hands taking yours and keeping them palm side up. Vash's fingers run gently over the back of your hands, and he isn't restraining you in any way. With a gentle touch, it is hard to realize there is something wrong with his left hand. "I lost my left arm a few years ago in a shipwreck. It was a horrible storm; it smashed our ship to pieces. It tried to rip us all apart. I don't remember much, just that before I blacked out, some of my closest friends had already lost their lives. Somehow, I woke up on this shore again. To this day, I have no idea how it is possible. I haven't heard of anyone else surviving; I think I might have been the only lucky one. The ship is lost too, together with my left arm. Probably somewhere deep on the ocean floor."

Part of you wishes you could tell him the truth, but a different one knows that it's better he doesn't know what really happened. But is it better for him or for you?

"A skilled friend of mine created this prosthesis for me." He turns the glove covered arm around, his fingers stroking the underside of your wrist. He could have stopped here, and you would have no reason to question him. You barely know what a prosthesis is, so you took it all as being normal. "I have a little secret of my own. I can use magic. We made this arm so that I can use magic to move it like a regular hand. Imaginary muscles and tendons make it so I can trick almost anyone. You're the first one I couldn't fool."

So this is why it smelled so strongly of magic; it's completely imbued by it. I never knew humans could use their magic. You keep looking at his hands, as you can't even tell the difference between them when it comes to movement. They are both graceful and nimble. There is no stutter in the fluency of the fingers. They mesmerize you as they dance across your skin, and out of seemingly nowhere, he pulls out the green cord he made earlier. He ties it around your left wrist, and there is a pink little seashell hanging from it.

"Here. I know the seashell is fragile, but it had the perfect hole in it already; I couldn't resist." Vash smiles at you brightly, with not a single hint towards the anxiousness or awkwardness of before.

← Previous Chapter | Next Chapter →

You can check out the Depth of Despair Masterlist for more info.

Did you like this? Go check out my MASTERLIST and drop a follow for any and all future projects!

[pisboy]

as a fellow alopecia haver would you mind if i asked a few questions about how you cope with it? like, do you wear hats or wigs or do clever hairstyles to hide it or do you just let it show? ive tried pills and scalp shots and nothing is reversing mine. im only 26 and i feel like this is the worst thing to ever happen to me and i dont know what to do about it. nobody even thinks balding women exist. nobody considers how it is to actually be one. im so scared no one will ever like me or find me cute again. i used to think i was so cute. this sucks so bad.

For me the back of my head around the nape and up to nearly the top of my scalp has never grown hair, not even when I was born. My father also has alopecia areata and he has a few golfball-to-coin sized patches he loses and regrows at a random basis. So I've had my entire life to contend with hair loss and family that was familiar with it, so I sympathize so incredibly hard to women who develop it later in life. It is probably mortifying.

So yeah, shots and pills and balms and oils and etc have never worked for me. I also lose hair at random basis around the rest of my scalp, mainly around the margins of my crown (losing my bangs) and the sides of the back where I already do not grow hair. I also lose half my left eyebrow on a regular basis. If you go far back enough in my #me tag I've posted what it looks like. I also preface some of my advice might not be helpful if you have afro-textured hair, but I will recommend someone who will be extremely helpful in that respect.

Also I hope you don't mind me doing a shotgun blast of advice but maybe my experience will help someone

Things that worked for me:

I've always been flipping my part as my hair cycles in a growth/loss state for my bangs. Low pony tails tend to hold better than high ones in what is essentially a clever combover. Uhhh and always keep a hair tie around in case there is wind lol I always get self conscious when there's a breeze.

This is kind of vague and probably shitty advice but I've noticed over the years I lose hair when I am stressed, so I've had to make the call (in addition to other factors) to quit jobs that really strain me and I've noticed improvement in hair growth. So depending on your circumstances I say make some effort to reduce your other stress factors while you go through figuring it out. This shit is literally traumatizing.

This thing here is basically a pepper shaker for keratin bits that can color-fill in patches of missing (or really tiny short baby) hair. I can only speak as a brunette but it works pretty damn good as some camouflage for your skin poking out where you can't cover it. Do note it kind of has an ashy texture so it's something to wash out at night like makeup. Scalp makeup lol.

Hats are good. I wore trucker hats for most of my teen years, but I don't wear them much anymore, especially being out of the stress of school. However - a piece of advice from a mentor of mine, Jamie Elmore, is to call hats, bands, scarves, wigs, anything under an umbrella term "accessory." It's kind of corny but sometimes conceptualizing these things that way helps coping with the impulse of a world that demands you hide your hair loss and another where you can freely express yourself without fear of judgement. Anyway, I recommend looking her up, she has a magazine and works hard for the alopecia community, particularly for black alopecians.

Oh yeah if you can find those hippy chick silk hair bands that have the elastic around the back, I love those. Regular bandanas are also good.

Uhhh shorter hair also tends to weigh and pull less, which I think everyone has varying sensitivity to, but to anyone considering a bob, why not might help lol. I also lose my hair in the largest amounts in the shower, so like, if you develop a weird complex about showering I know allllllll about it.

I have tried partial wigs, which are custom cut out and adhered to your head, and it's nice if you want to do hairstyles you otherwise could not, but it's high maintenance, very itchy, and gets gummy after about a week.

But yeah it's been a very slow and steady process to get used to going out in public without putting effort in camouflaging my alopecia, and that mostly has to do with tuning people out. The existential stuff gets personal so I save those conversations for a 1-to-1. *Holds you by the shoulder* we are all coping out here.

I look at that sword of Damocles hanging over my head and if my scalp gets wiped out beyond all sidepart repair, I'll go full wig-wearing. I once had a hair stylist who was giddy at the idea of shaving my head when I explained it to her, which was comforting in a silly way.

Anyway, it's been years since I've dipped my toes into the greater Alopecia Community, the ones with all the acronyms, but there are NAAF chapter groups that you can meet and hopefully find people to connect with. I think you need to join an email group though. Anyway. For the longest time the only people I knew with it was just my dad and a cousin who had it for 1 year and never again and seeing a group of people with patchy/full baldness in person for the first time made me cry.

To end on a good note, there have been trials for JAK inhibitors (a treatment for many autoimmune disorders) having really breakthrough success rates at hair regrowth, but I haven't looked into it lately. Seems very promising. A lot better than cortisone shots in the scalp I figure, maybe worth the pain lmao

EDIT: i misremembered it being lupus medication, but it was actually Janus kinase inhibitor trials with success.

[icouldntthinkofabetternamesook]

hey

saw a post about Nico resurrecting Hazel with some black magic skeleton work and another post about Hazel having her flashbacks due to Gaia still having part of her soul and it got me thinking

I always though of hazels resection as a Eurydice thing, her soul following Nico out of the underworld and a new body forming around her on the way up, possibly in a deeply morbid way, regrowing a skeleton, then the flesh and finally skin (a new reason orphans shouldn't look back lest he see the insides of his love) or more likely just an intangible image suddenly becoming solid. a body fading into existence

but where does that leave the body of hazels first life? the one she died in? sitting at the bottom of he bay?entombed with the other treasures of the giant she raised?

what if Hazel drives in Alaska and finds her skeleton merged into the giants throne, skin and flesh worn away, hunks of topaz for eyes, gold curled in the shape of hair, bones wrapped in stings of jewlels. her mothers bones at her feet, unadorned but intact. Hazel has to step over her mothers skeleton to reintegrate her lost body back into herself, moving bone back into flesh one by one

what if instead her body hasn't decomposed but was perfectly preserved, oil spilling from her mouth, gold and jewels in her hair, skin covered in 70 years of dirt, tatters funeral rags replaced with a toga. after all, Gaia is still asleep. how could she use her own body when it the entirety of the planet her enemies walk on, when her skin is the earths crust, her veins magma and her beating heart a multain core. it's smooch easier to pilot around an unoccupied body to get things in place. we spend the entire series with Gaia piloting around hazels unwilling body, the seven powerless to stop her

what if hazel had to face her death nit just metaphorically but very very literally

[futurewriter2000]

"This obese woman on my right ate the desert and then went and got herself a sandwich as well." she said as she bulged her eyes out. The same bulgy hazel eyes looked to the left and her mouth contined: "The one on the left always throws herself on the chair- did you see?"

"I noticed yes." I said, not feeling comfortable with her comments.

"I just don't understand how can some people eat so much..."

No... my sister wouldn't understand. Her skinny body has contained the same weight since she was a child. Her metabolism is fast and her apetite small. Her nursing job gives her body definition- from running around, lifting patients and stress for the lack of the apetite. She wouldn't understand obesity. She was never obese.

I was- and so I understand. I understand the compulsive drive to constantly fill your stomach and not feeling full. I remember my childhood being contained with memories of me running for the second round, eating desert... and I remember how I just stood up and ate so much bread- not because I was hungry... I just had this impulse to do it and after? After I felt the upmost shame.

Nobody tells you about the thought process that happens when you go through obesity. It's like a disease- you can't stop it. It starts with being forced to eat, terrified that if you don't finish your plate, you will hear your father's wrath. You'd be called names, looked down onto, ashamed for not pleasing your parents for not finishing that plate.

Then you get fat and suddenly people start to tell you that you should lose the weight. A child, eight years old, being compared to their skinny sister. "If you only lose the weight, you'd be so much prettier." or one of my favorites was "One is chubby and one is skinny." but the word 'skinny' was used as a compliment and the word 'chubby' was used as an insult. To be looked down onto by family- people who are supposed to be your support system, the sole reason for your shyness and self-consciousness. No confidence, no self-respect, searching for the little bits of attention from everybody. So to get jealous when your friend gets a little bit of attention from another person- no that's my friend and then you argue.

"Stop eating. "

"You need to lose the weight."

"Go on a diet."

"How will you ever get somebody if you're fat?"

"Cow."

"Big boned."

"Why aren't you just like your sister?"

"Girls aren't supposed to be fat."

"You do it. You're bigger than me."

Looking into the mirror and hating your body. Being shamed for existing. Being looked over. Being picked last. Bullied. Shamed.

But to others I am just "This obese woman on my right ate the desert and then went and got herself a sandwich as well."

If you were not obese, you don't get to judge somebody.

I try you know. I've lost the weight and I go to the gym 4-5 times a week. I eat normally again, without the guilt... sometimes... sometimes it's still there. I don't like things too sweet, too salty or too fat. I like fruit and veggies but nobody would say that to an obese person. I also have hormonal problems but I've worked through it.

But one thing I will tell you. I did lose the weight but I also lost myself and literally my hair in the process. My hair needed about 3 years to regrow... because nobody tells an obese person how to change... nobody helps them... they just point and insult. So then you don't eat and you don't get enough vitamins, minerals or some natural oils that help you build hair, bones and blood. And so come the other diseases because people simply disregard obesety as a disease.

[lesless]

I decided to change some things abt my hair care routine since I chopped all my hair off & started regrowing it, & I’m honestly seeing a positive difference after a few months~

Part of the reason I chopped it all off is bc it was feeling dry & damaged about half way down the length of it, I moved to a very dry climate nearly 3 years ago so I think that was part of it. So here’s the drill, if you’re interested:

Wash every other day, standard for me anyway

Shampoo for 3-5 minutes

Condition for about the same time

Leave-in conditioner

Spray in some home-made rice water every few days (I also use on my face AM/PM!)

Switched to a wood comb ($12)

Air dry, always. I did this anyway bc I’m lazy

Oil scalp 1/2x’s a week (I usually leave it in a few hours the days I’m going to be cleaning or working out) with home made rosemary & coconut oil

When I get a knot or bad tangle I trim it out, since I read the tangles typically form in damaged hair & I’ve only found ones recently in the very ends of my hair

Heat every other day max, usually every 3 days

Leave-in conditioner & hair oil the ends after using heat

That’s it! Most of these were minor adjustments to what I was doing anyway, but my hair has looked shinier & felt softer in the last month especially.