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“Always.”
A/N: I wrote this a while ago, but never finished it. It’s an Aidan Gallagher x Black!fem!reader. Y/N is me tbh, I’ve been wearing wigs for the rest of my highschool days, and still do, because I didn’t like the way my natural hair is. And this is really for comfort, that when I do meet someone, I hope this is how they’d react.
Synopsis: You and the cast of The Umbrella Academy were invited into this huge event. And this is how I thought Aidan would react, when he finds out the love of his life, is going to wear a wig.
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Today was the day.
It was the first time you had went with Aidan to an event together. So you’d have to look killer, ready to snatch people’s wig off when they saw you.
You had ordered a really stunning and gorgeous lace front wig. It was a light brown, with a hints of a light orange, in every other strand. So there was no way, in hell, you weren’t going to wear this today.
You hopped out of the shower, wrapping at towel around your body trying to keep warm from the cold air, facing the now foggy mirror, hearing a gentle knock at the door.
“Yeah?”
“Hey, just wanted to tell you, we have plenty off time before the event, so don’t rush.” You smile, cheekily, before saying, “Okay, thank you, Mother Em.” You can practically hear the eye roll, as she sighed and her she moved away from the bathroom door and descended down the stairs.
Y’know ever since you had been in the show with them, they have become almost like a second family to you. And you didn’t know what you’d if you haven’t meet the 7 of them.
And you also didn’t know what you’d do without having met Aidan. He was just…AHH. He was a lot of things that just couldn’t be put into words if you tried. It was damn-near impossible.
But if you tried, he was just an amazing person all ‘round. He was sweet, caring, kind, all that and more. And when he asked you out, you said, no. Only because you wanted to do it first, and he smiled and said ‘yes,’ but he was secretly trying to calm his heart, after thinking you actually didn’t want to go out with him.
The first date was like something out of a fairytale, except not. He ordered take out and you both spent time hanging out at his house, watching movies on his laptop. It doesn’t sound much like a fairytale, but who said fairytales required magic and horse drawn carriages?
As long as you both had each other, it was more then perfect.
“Hey, (Y/N)? You done yet?”
“Oh! I’m done, my bad!”
You had rushed out of the bathroom, towel still wrapped around you and you had went to the other bedroom to change into something cozy, and put your hair up into a silk bonnet.
Your really hair was nothing crazy, you did in fact take care of it, but in all honesty it was much easier to just have something styled and ready to wear for you, all you gotta do, is glue it to your head after putting makeup down on your wig cap. If I’m feeling cute, gather some baby hairs and swoop that shit.
Done. Did. Period.
Another stunning look.
And you’ve done it copious amounts of times, it was like second nature to you.
You walked out of the room, and went to sit on the couch in the living room, with Emmy and Elliot.
“Look who’s finally, out of the dungeon.” You gasp, and put a hand over your heart. “Excuse you, I was changing in there.”
“It took you damn-near thirty minutes. What were you doing? Giving yourself a full spa treatment?”
“No! But I’d be a liar, if I said, I didn’t need to one of these days.” You unlocked your phone going straight to the camera, looking at your face. “You guys gotta come with! I’ll treat everyone to a nice day at the spa.”
“That’s sweet. Thank you, (Y/N).” You smile, and give Elliot a side hug. “It is, but is she just trying to bribe us for using up all the hot water?” You roll your eyes toss a pillow at Em, but she blocks it with her hands. “Oh shut up!”
Not long after, the sun began to set and the moon rose, shiny brighter then ever. You had gone to Aidan’s home to change, as y’all had agreed upon before hand, that you both were going to the event in the same car.
You had done everything else, then last but not least was putting the wig on. Leaving it for last, was probably not the best idea, but you had gotten so caught up, at yourself looking amazing in the dress, you picked out you almost forgot. Almost.
You were putting on it, and didn’t notice someone was standing behind you, observing.
“(Y/N)?” Aidan asked, as you mumbled a curse word. And you absolutely dreaded turning and facing him, but there was no why you were getting out of this. Is not like it a was a secret, that you wore wigs, the majority of the time. But you thought you’d tell him before he’d find out like this.
But now’s a good a time as any, right?
“Hey..”
Great start, (Y/N). Beautiful.
“Take it off.” Aidan said, walking up and leaning against the bathroom doors entrance. “You can’t be serious.”
“Oh, but I am.” He says as gentle as possible, not trying to sound rude or anything when he said it.
I slowly took it off, along with the wig cap, I didn’t have time to even glue down, to reveal my real hair. It almost looked a small do to the bobby pins holding it in place. Feeling nervous, I place a hand over my hair and Aidan had token it off, with the utmost care and adoration.
“Don’t hide it.” He says, taking the wig from my hands, then the room was filled to the brim with an awkward silence. “You know I didn’t do this to hurt you, right? I could never hurt you, or a fly for that matter.”
“Five would say otherwise.” You said, looking down at the floor, like the floor had suddenly become the most interesting thing to you. You had no clue, why you brought Five into this, but unbeknownst to your knowledge, it worked out later on.
“Okay, but Five is just a character, a fictional one, at that. I play him, but I’m not him. I’m Aidan.” He said, putting a hand on my cheek, making sure you were looking at him, when he said the next part. “He was also a killer at one point, and that is something, I’ll never be. But you on the other hand are gorgeous, and that’s what you’ll always be to me. Absolutely gorgeous. With or without the wig.” He said, holding the wig gently, in his hand.
He smiled at you and you smiled, blinking back the tears, that were brimming your eye lids. You look away and close them, one lonely tear falling down, taking some of the makeup off with it. Aidan grabs your chin gently, grabbing a tissue to lightly dab that salty liquid away. And you hug him so incredibly tight, telling him you love him with every fiber of your being. And tells you the same.
You stand up straight and take a deep breath. Before you grab your wig from him and walk over to the mirror.
“What are you going?”
“Putting the wig back on. What else?” You said, as a matter-of-factly, leaning over the sink to touch up your makeup. “But I thought we-”
You give a slight nod, turning to look at him over your shoulder. “Oh we did, but after all the money I spent on it, we best be getting to wearing it and I do plan on looking hot, sexy, and beautiful today. You best believe.” You said, pushing him out the bathroom and closing the door on him, and Aidan shakes his head laughing.
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bushcamzcom · 22 days
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Rocking my armpit and leg hair with pride! 🌿 Follow my Tumblr for more hairy babes like me! #BodyHairLove #NaturalIsBeautiful #HairyAndProud
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queenmajesticyouth · 3 years
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IG Queenmajesticyouth
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angie-mathers · 4 years
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Your body is not a temple, it is a forest that regenerates despite all the shit
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the-art-of-freeing · 5 years
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I want to see more pictures like this on my social media.
for more visit me at The Art of Freeing
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yourcreativechord · 4 years
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🥰🚴‍♀️...My brother knew the impact cycling would have on me. The spiritual, compassionate connection I feel through immersion in nature while cycling is our unbroken link. PLEASE SHARE! 
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madebysomi · 6 years
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Fall Photoshoot 🖤❤️
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bushcamzcom · 2 days
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. Rocking my armpit and leg hair like a boss! 💪 Follow my Tumblr for more empowering hairy babes content! #BodyHairDontCare #NaturalIsBeautiful #HairyGoddess
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poetjonnyox · 5 years
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Make-up is facial graffiti; sometimes art, sometimes vandalism. -Jonny Ox #remington5 #makeuptips #jonnyox #vandalism #graffitistyle #naturalisbeautiful #defineyourownbeauty https://www.instagram.com/p/BwRt0PNBE35/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=wzmiwpyt0mo1
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Never know when the sun’s gonna shine your way 🧚🏽‍♀️💗☀️💗🧚🏽‍♀️ #thesunalwaysshines Ever known the sun not to shine? Where do you think you come from… ☀️🔥☀️ We are solar powered, never thought it like that before #naturalisbeautiful #iamasiam #love . . . 🌿Truly Natural + 🌿Small Batch + 🌿Cruelty Free + 🌿Non GMO + 🌿Plant Based 💗🍀💗 . . . #holistichealing #plantbased #holistichongkong #greenliving #earthfirst #greenbeauty #sustaineablelifestyle #hongkong #sogoodbotanicals #加油 #nontoxic #ecobeauty #kindtoearth #plantpower #ecofriendly #chooseethically #beauty #organic #ditchandswitch #skincarelover #organicskincare #ecoconscious #meditatehongkong #ilovemyplanet #indiebeauty (at PMQ 元創方) https://www.instagram.com/p/CZjPQoXvNV5/?utm_medium=tumblr
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witcrafting · 3 years
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I know these "beauty" filters are all the rage but.. filter on left, no filter (no makeup, bareface) on right... maybe these only work for people under 30 because I absolutely prefer the pic on the right. 🤷‍♀️ #beautyfilters #aginggracefully #50thbirthday #naturalisbeautiful #bareface #50yearsold #genxwomen https://www.instagram.com/p/CRJ411pLoXe/?utm_medium=tumblr
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sweatsandshots · 6 years
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Shine bright like a 💍💡#ringlight #glasses #foureyes #targetoptical #zara #actorslife #model #printmodel #instablogger #instadaily #naturalisbeautiful #nomakeup #beyourself (at Sunrise, Florida)
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the-art-of-freeing · 5 years
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On Not Shaving
Can we talk about how sexist and pedophilic it is that the patriarchal society we live in has made hairless women the norm?  As if we’re all naturally built like 5 year olds, bald from the eyebrows down.  Women are made to feel like their completely natural and normal body hair is gross and something to be ashamed of, and I strive to change that.
In my past relationship, I felt pressured to shave every time before seeing him.  I ended up getting Brazilian waxes once a month because I couldn’t stand razor burn on my bikini line.  Looking back on it now, I can’t believe I would pay $50 (per month!) to be spread eagle on a table while hot wax was laid and viciously ripped off some of my most sensitive skin.  I specifically remember one time we had gone two weeks without seeing each other because I was out of town, and I hadn’t shaved my legs at all during that time.  I sent him a picture of the long, dark (and totally normal!) hair on my legs and he told me it was “nasty” and that I needed to “take care of that.”  And I know women experience this every day, whether from their partners or society in general.  The message that body hair needs to be “taken care of” is constantly pounded into us.
After I dumped my stupid ex, I started shaving less and less.  Last winter I made the conscious decision to stop shaving/waxing completely.  And this past April I went to the beach with my current partner and showed off my unshaved armpits in a bathing suit for the first time.  It was scary at first - I thought everyone was staring at me and judging me.  But after a day or two I got used to it and grew to love the feeling.  I feel more like a woman than I ever have before.  My beautiful boyfriend supports my decision and loves that I don’t remove my hair.  He’d never been with a woman who wasn’t constantly shaving but he now prefers my natural look.  
These days, I rock some seriously hairy armpits, leg hair so long I can feel the breeze blow through it, and a full 70s-style bush.  And you know what?  I feel free.
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