#Valley is like a doll I get to dress up and KILL/silly

[b0ther]

empty when you’re gone

everyone dreams of having sex with lisa minci, but you’re the one fucking her silly in the library tonight.

pairing : lisa x reader (gender neutral pronouns, amab)

rating : explicit, not safe for work (sexual content)

type : one-shot

tags : public sex, library sex, dirty talk, praise kink, slight verbal degradation, the usage of the words “whore”, “doll”, and “slut”, hair pulling, riding, cumming inside, some spanking, some manhandling, breeding kink if u squint real hard, reader has a big dick

word count : 1,407

author's note : title from 'cheerleader' by omi. lisa pls lemme suck on ur tiddies.

( masterlist │ ask/request  │ ao3  )

There’s just something about fucking the woman everyone wants.

Miss Lisa Minci, the smartest and most endearing person in all of Monstadt, complete with a body sculpted by Venus herself. You haven’t met a man, nor woman, who hasn’t dreamt of indulging themselves in some kind of romantic endeavors with her.

She seemed like the perfect partner—smart, but knows when to hold herself back. She was also kind and thoughtful, with a little pinch of sexiness added into the bunch.

Her clumsy personality was what caught your attention first.

Sure, her thick thighs or fuckable lips were what you saw first, but the way she apologized for once messing up the return date on your book caused you to dream of hammering into her innocent face for weeks.

And her tits—archons her fucking tits.

You had always wanted to feel them fill the empty spaces between your fingers; you’ve seen the way she races down the stairs, jugs just barely contained in her slutty dress, and how she would pant and wipe her forehead, looking at you with her lackadaisical smile. You wondered how she would look like after you fuck her senseless, how heavy her breath would be.

You would think that she was doing everything on purpose.

The soft greeting she gives you whenever you enter the vicinity of the library, the way she’d push her tits together every time she leans down to help you pick a book, letting you a view of her delicious breasts and the valley between them.

You constantly thought about how it would feel to fuck her tits, watching your cock disappear between her ample chest and kissing her lips.

And you were sure that you weren’t the only one in Mondstadt with thoughts so fucking filthy about her; you were sure that dozens of others would kill just to get her to show them her tits.

But you seemed to inherit Lady Luck’s blessings, as you get to be the lucky bastard to pound into her tonight.

You felt Lisa’s warm cunt enveloping your cock as you drilled into her mercilessly, with her bare tits pressed against the table.

“Fuck,” she moaned out your name, voice shy and intimidated at the thought of being fucked silly by you on her desk in the library.

It took you a while to coax her into dirtying her own office table with her own juice that night—starting with rubbing her core through her thin panties as she sat on your lap, writhing under your strong hold. You lapped hungrily at the sweaty skin of her neck as her scent made your cock harder and harder.

As soon as she finally grinded down on your clothed dick, putting her plump ass to good use, you pulled her dress down to let the cool night air hit her massive tits.

And before you knew it, you were pummeling her tight hole, spreading her wide open with your length.

She was such a good girl, Miss Lisa Minci, always asking you to go faster and harder, adding a cute little please at the end of every sentence begging you to fuck her pretty little cunt.

And you didn’t know where she learnt to use her words so compellingly, but it was like you were enchanted into giving her what she wants.

You leaned down onto her back, grabbing her jaws harshly to watch her expression—tongue drooled out with her eyes rolled back, your cock constantly hitting her sweet spot that she couldn’t even think of anything else.

“Fucking whore,” you grunted as she whined underneath your body. “How’re you taking my cock in so well, baby?”

You continued pounding into her as she tried to form an answer, her lewd voice strung together with debauchery in them as you straightened your body and dug your nails into her hips.

“You—“ she whimpered, fingers crushing documents under her body. “I’ve wanted—nghhh.”

“You gotta speak up, doll,” you grinned, pulling apart her asscheeks open using your thumb, watching how smoothly her folds were welcoming your cock.

She moaned out your name again, and again, and again.

You gave a coy smirk at the sight of her so helpless under your grip. “You like me taking you from behind, huh?”

She nodded her head like a dog in heat—a sense of pride grew in your chest as you managed to make the most clever person in the city your own little mindless fuckdoll.

Your fingers ran through her hair, before gripping a handful of them as you forcefully lifted her limp body to press against your chest, your other hand toying with her throbbing clit.

“Don’t—“ she whined, you felt her legs shaking. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum I’m gonna cum I’m gonna cum—“

You continued rubbing hard circles on her clit, rolling her nipple in between your fingers as you nibbled on her ear. “Cum, baby.”

Lisa opened her eyes, half-lidded to look at you as she wrapped her arms around your neck. “Cum with me,” she slurred as she felt the tip of your cock hitting her cervix.

You slowed down your thrust, exchanging your speed for power. Each one of your ramming caused a choked up sob from her mouth.

“I’ll fill you up,” you grunted, rubbing her clit harder, “fill you up with my seed, what about that?”

“Yesyesyes, fill my pussy with your cum—“ Lisa gasped, and her body immediately faltered after a massive wave of shuddering. You felt her pussy walls clamping your cock, her juice creaming your balls.

You let go of her body, letting her fall softly on the desk and worked on your orgasm, which came quickly after. You watched as Lisa twitched underneath you, her cunt hole gaping and closing as you decorated her walls with white sperm.

“Fuuuuck,” she breathed out your name, mouth open trying to catch her breath. You watched as she weakly tried to grind her ass around you, not wanting to waste a drop of your jizz.

You laughed softly, slapping her jiggly ass once before pulling your softening dick out from her pussy. She whined, cold at the sudden vacancy.

“C’mere,” you stepped backwards and let yourself fall on a chair, dick still hanging out.

Lisa meekly looked at you, still tired from her orgasm, and pushed herself from the desk. Her dress gathered on her wide hips as she stumbled to you, fingers pressing deep into your shoulder as she propped her knees on either side of you, lowering herself at your cock.

“You look like a fucking slut,” you chuckled, tugging a piece of hair behind her ear as she shut her eyes, biting down on her lips hard.

You placed your hands on her waist, feeling your dick hardening inside of her as she started to move her waist, tits jiggling at every roll.

“You fuckin’ me now?” You leaned on the back of the chair, enjoying the view.

“Mhmm,” she nodded, taking in the shape of your cock. “Sit still so— haaahhh, so I can ride you. Fuck…”

“Such a good girl,” you praised, watching your cock disappearing into her pretty cunt.

“I’ll fuck you dry,” she moaned again, lifting one hand from your shoulder to rub lazily on her clit. “Fuck you so good that you won’t forget the shape of my pussy.”

“Brave words,” you remarked, eyes not leaving her cunt as she pleasured herself, “especially from someone who was just begging for me to ram into her harder.”

Her cunt clenched at your words, causing a sudden jolt of excitement down your spine. She opened one eye, bottom lips jutting out and you almost took her on the table again right there and then.

But you held yourself back, clutching her waist in a grip so hard that it would surely leave a bruise on her pale skin.

“Don’t try to sound smart.”

Her words would have sounded like a threat if she wasn’t tightening against your length.

“Of course of course, Miss Librarian,” you gave her a smug grin, and Lisa decided to close her eyes again, pressing down harder on you.

“I’ll fuck you dry,” she said again, “so I won’t have to hear your stupid voice again.”

You shifted on your seat, fixing your position before grabbing her ass, bouncing her on your cock once. Lisa gasped, biting her bottom lips.

“I’d like to see you try.”

[iamartemisday]

Why of course I have to ask for Lokane 💍

where they get married

Outdoors most definitely. Possibly on the roof of a skyscraper so they can be extra close to the sky. Loki would add extra stars to the sky and work some magic to make the moon look bigger. (He’d do it for real but there are tides and silly things like that.)

when they get married ( ie what time of day, what month and season etc. )

At night during the full moon. Probably early summer or late spring when it’s warm but not too warm.

what traditions they include ( do they get married under a chuppah and crush a glass, garter toss, ‘something borrowed, something blue,’ etc. )

I feel like they’d mix traditions. Jane would wear white, but she’d probably have some green somewhere because it’s Loki’s color. Maybe he’d make her a necklace with green stones or something. He’d wear ceremonial armor and they’d exchange rings, which Loki probably made himself because Jane deserves it and because anyone else would just go to the store like a plebe. Real men forge their own jewelry out of fire!

what their wedding cake looks like

….who smashes cake into whose face

‘Are we supposed to do this?’‘Some couples like it, but I’d rather not.’‘Very well.’Suddenly all their guests have cake smashed in their face.‘Loki!’‘You put the idea in my head, dearest, and you expected me to do nothing?’

who proposed to who first

Loki proposed. He wanted to make a big gesture, but he knew Jane would prefer a more intimate affair. He compromised by taking her to the top of a mountain and spelling his proposal out in the stars.

It was headline news for weeks.

who walks down the aisle and who waits at the altar ( or neither )

Jane walks, Loki waits.

what their wedding dresses / suits / other look like

Loki would probably wear something like the coronation scene in Thor 1. Maybe without the helmet, though. That thing can get snagged on flowers and stuff. Jane would probably favor a simpler dress. No big fluffy princess gowns. Maybe something like this: 

what their wedding colour scheme is and what sort of decor they have

Blues and purples for sure. Anything space or magic themed. Their wedding cake has constellations on it so their decor should, too.

what flowers are in the bouquet ( if applicable. bonus: what do the flowers mean? )

Lily of the Valley. Loki gets a good deal from his buddy Ēostre.

what their vows are ( eg poetry, traditional, improvised etc. )

I feel like they wouldn’t have long vows or anything overly creative. Jane’s not much of a writer and she doesn’t want to give Loki the chance to be like ‘I would move the Earth for you’ and then disrupt the planet’s gravitational pull to prove his point.

if anyone’s late to the wedding

I can’t think of anyone who wouldn’t be on time. Maybe Tony if wants to grab a last minute wedding gift for them. (‘I’m sorry, Rudolph, I just saw this Viking helmet at the discount costume store and it just spoke to me. Really brings out your eyes.’)

who’s in the bridal parties / groomsmen / other

Darcy would probably be Jane’s maid of honor, and Thor would be Loki’s best man. I don’t think they’d have a huge wedding party otherwise.

what their bridal party / groomsmen / other are wearing

Thor wears his armor, and Jane gives Darcy carte blanche to pick her own dress since Jane’s not the most fashion savvy person. I feel like Darcy would look good in something like this:

who gives speeches at the reception ( bonus: what do they say? recount a sweet memory or two between them? tell an embarrassing story? )

Thor starts giving a speech about the time Loki almost fell into a volcano in Muselphiem and Thor had to save him, but then he mysteriously develops severe laryngitis and can’t talk for the rest of the night. Weird how that happens sometimes.

who catches the bouquet( s )

Jane intentionally throws it Sif’s way. (‘Confess to Thor already, geez!’) Unfortunately, Sif has her back turned, assumes whatever is whizzing at her head to be an attack and impales the flowers on a blade. Petals and broken stems are everywhere.‘Eostre will kill you.’‘Shut up, Silvertongue…’

what their wedding photos are like ( are they sweet, with the couple holding hands or kissing or ~gazing into each others eyes~? are they silly, with a snapshot of the ‘cake-smash’ moment? or are they artistic, with one of them facing the sunset or holding their bouquets? )

Some of them are perfectly normal and beautiful (the ones with just Jane and Loki). Some were boring, so Loki added a few alterations before they were developed.‘Why does Thor have a horse tail and rabbit ears?’‘You don’t think they suit him?’

what sort of food they have at the reception

I feel like they’d have a pretty eclectic setup. Jane’s partial to Mexican from her time in Puente Antiguo, but Loki needs some of Asgard’s traditional dishes as well. The full roasted goat was a bit much, but Jane can’t deny it tasted amazing.

who cries first during the ceremony

Tony, because he always obnoxiously cries at weddings. And because Loki gave Morgan a pony for her birthday and now she totally likes him best out of everyone??? Not fucking way, Reindeer Games!

how wild their reception gets ( who dances the best, who gets drunk first, etc. )

It’s a half Asgard wedding. You tell me.

what their rings are like

Gold bands with shift between different phrases and images. Also they have sensors to let one know when the other is in danger. Loki adds lots of little features like that because again, real man!

what sort of favours they have ( heart shaped sparklers, mini champagne bottles, personalised candy etc. )

Loki makes tiny model constellations to place on all the tables. They hand out extremely tiny bottles of Asgardian ale. Like barely one swallow. It’s enough to get an average human completely trashed, but probably not kill them.

where they go for their honeymoon

Loki takes her on a lengthy tour of the galaxy, showing her more stars than she ever knew possible. It turns out to be kind of a bad idea because she keeps interrupting their (cough) alone time because look at that star right there. I’ve never seen that star before. Look, Loki, look!!!

something memorable that happens during the party / ceremony ( do they run out of ice and someone goes to get it in full formal wear on foot, does anyone fall asleep in the middle of the party, etc. )

A random terrorist attack happens halfway through the reception. All Avengers and allies are needed. This is extremely bad timing as they haven’t even cut the cake yet. Loki rolls his eyes at all the whining and ‘this is important we’ll come back when we can’ blah blah blah.

Loki then disappears, only to return a minute later, wiping his knife clean like ‘okay taken care of.’

The party continues and nobody says anything about the blood on his armor.

who officiates the ceremony

Heimdall. Tony offers (he can perform legally binding marriages because of this thing from grad school when he got drunk in Atlantic City and… well it’s a long story), but since he’s still pissed about the pony thing, Jane politely declines. Tony agrees this is probably for the best as he might not be able to resist coming in on a horse since Loki obviously loves horses so damn much…

what song their first dance is to

I like Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls for them.Shockingly enough, Loki doesn’t change the song to something stupid like Jizz in My Pants as a joke. That would be too obvious (and he already filled the rest of the wedding playlist with Weird Al songs anyway).

who gives who away as they walk down the aisle

I think Jane would give herself away. It’s their moment, even if a lot of people are watching, and Jane wants it to be personal. Just him and her, the way it was meant to be.

[calliewebbersmusic]

CALLIEFORNIA is the second studio album by American singer/songwriter Callie Webber. Featuring live instrumentation and whispered verses with distorted belts echoing in the background, Callie delivers a breath of fresh air to the pop music scene. CALIFORNIA SUNLIGHT Old projector spinning film Puts up a picture oh so grim Outcast girl sits with her head down Always the daughter just hanging around Boys outside that window playing ball She wouldn't be caught dead with a doll Did Mom and Dad do something wrong Or will this girl grow up to be strong After being raised in black and white Had to teach myself how to shine Like the California Sunlight Good and evil always fight I'm caught in the middle Of dark and light Had to teach myself how to shine Like the California Sunlight Living scene to scene Playing that same old role Type casted as the heroine "Girl, never touch that heroin" Always played it safe Always kept my cool Now that I'm on my own Left to wonder if I Was the hero or the fool After being raised in black and white Had to teach myself how to shine Like the California Sunlight Good and evil always fight I'm caught in the middle Of dark and light Had to teach myself how to shine Like the California Sunlight Now as these credits roll I'm praying for a sequel Give me one good chance To reinvent This shy girl who don't dance Green light this remake Let me make it right If I direct my own life Then the truth will see the light After being raised in black and white Had to teach myself how to shine Like the California Sunlight Good and evil always fight I'm caught in the middle Of dark and light Had to teach myself how to shine Like the California Sunlight SHAMELESSLY ME In a dog eat dog world I traded one dull life For nine of the curious kind I'm not blind to the Silliness of my mind Never paid attention to the dark Only wandered towards the light While others were blinded And wound up lost I never gave up that classic fight You know good versus evil Sounds so simple But we're all just living Somewhere in the gray I'm me Proud to be The girl next door Got neighbors The world thinks matter More than the rest But that won't change That Classic Callie, she Is the grounded Calm in the storm, I Am shamelessly me I know I never bark And I may not have much bite But it's pretty well known Cats still rule the night When the moon comes up I lurk around in the shadows And everybody knows What it is I seek Prowling for a single spark Someone or something To warm my heart The best inspiration Lies in the dark I'm me Proud to be The girl next door Got neighbors The world thinks matter More than the rest But that won't change That Classic Callie, she Is the grounded Calm in the storm, I Am shamelessly me Smallest kitten in the litter Got one brother That man's a kidder And another has A heart of gold He'll be the first of us That's getting old Still one left, He's in the middle He'll make you laugh, Make you cry They all play domestic games Inside closed doors I'm a proud street cat Always preferred nature's floors I'm me Proud to be The girl next door Got neighbors The world thinks matter More than the rest But that won't change That Classic Callie, she Is the grounded Calm in the storm, I Am shamelessly me WASHED UP A pretty white shell Breaks beneath my feet What was once so pretty Is now so frail Picked up the pieces Put em' in my pale Gonna use what's left To adorn my castle Built from sand So I'm not tied down It made the sea so beautiful It made the ocean a sight to see It made kids happy Be they thirteen or three. It was a wondrous part Of the great big sea Now it's all washed up, Abused by you and me. The cracks in this shell are rigid Tossed aside by water so frigid Was it nature herself that did this Or are we all to blame Guilt weighs more than a wave But they crash just the same Revealing what was once unseen Water and hearts both so unclean It made the sea so beautiful It made the ocean a sight to see It made kids happy Be they thirteen or three. It was a wondrous part Of the great big sea Now it's all washed up, Abused by you and me. Sand between my toes How long have you been dry Shell that broke my skin How long have you been beached Who even knows Your curves used to allow The sound of waves to be carried home Now that you've been crushed By the weight of my blind bliss You can't make a single sound It made the sea so beautiful It made the ocean a sight to see It made kids happy Be they thirteen or three. It was a wondrous part Of the great big sea Now it's all washed up, Abused by you and me. ‪BLUE BIRD‬ ‪Set the sky as the limit ‬ ‪Wings spread to fly‬ ‪Flew over the nicest cars‬ ‪Money can buy ‬ ‪Chirping loudly ‬ ‪This flock's melody ‬ ‪Keeps them together ‬ ‪Cardinals, red birds ‬ ‪Fly across the earth‬ ‪One blue bird ‬ ‪Found itself in their flight ‬ ‪One bad storm‬ ‪And a crash landing later‬ ‪One blue bird‬ ‪Found itself all alone‬ ‪Sing to me, blue bird‬ I will be your tree Sing to me, blue bird And I will set you free Cling to me, blue bird I will be your tree Sing to me, blue bird And I will set you free Wings propel off the wind Crash through the clouds Watch as we descend In a nosedive Scary sight from the ground But we've never felt more alive Red birds all know how to land This blue bird braces To crash in the sand Finds itself in the hand Of a dark feathered bird child Swept her up Rescued her From the villainous wild ‪Sing to me, blue bird‬ I will be your tree Sing to me, blue bird And I will set you free Cling to me, blue bird I will be your tree Sing to me, blue bird And I will set you free Sing to me, black bird Lay my head down in your nest Sing to me, black bird May I finally rest Cling to me, black bird So that I am not alone Sing to me, black bird Thank you for giving me a home ‪Sing to me, blue bird‬ I will be your tree Sing to me, blue bird And I will set you free Cling to me, blue bird I will be your tree Sing to me, blue bird And I will set you free ANGEL WINGS Lightning bolts across the sky Remind me of this guy Who used to paint them on his face Music was food for the soul Of the human race He was completely quirky Some considered that a disgrace I accept this angel That makes the stars look different Every time they take one of us An angel sings We can curse, cry or carry on We all grieve differently Peace of mind knowing They've got their Angel Wings Hallelujah! To the angel in the sky Wish we could've kept you How unfair to you It was your time to fly Don't know what you've got till it's gone I'll still smile when your song comes on Write a masterpiece for your Angelic brothers and sisters now I can smile knowing One day I'll get to hear it And sing along To an angel's song Every time they take one of us An angel sings We can curse, cry or carry on We all grieve differently Peace of mind knowing They've got their Angel Wings If you need me I'll be here, Singin' in the purple rain Ignoring all the pain It just won't stop One takes two takes three takes four This domino game has gone A bit too far Haven't enough humans fallen Tenor section of that choir Is filling up Faster than we can raise more Future angels and get them out the door Every time they take one of us An angel sings We can curse, cry or carry on We all grieve differently Peace of mind knowing They've got their Angel Wings Their angel wings Angel Wings THE KILL Take my wish and grant it  Don't take me for granted  How did shit get so slanted  I'm done with requests  It's time I demand it  Done with I can't  Ready for a new chant  I will! I will! I will!  Not gonna fall victim to  The kill. The kill. The kill.  SIN CITY What happens when an angel wanders Down, Down, Down From the valley Where our Lord watches To man made lights Girls run topless In the streets In the club Make evil decisions Underneath their sheets Am I lost or am I home? I was an angel El-El-El Angel Living under God's wing Crash landed where sinners Praise the devil il-il-il Devil When they dance and sing Can I still call myself a saint If I lay my head in sin city Ity-Ity. Sin City My Father blessed me Back where I come from With sheets of white powder It kept me out of school Gotta similar substance here But it don't fall from the sky Might have the same effect Might even make you die Do I try it cuz I miss the snow? Lord I don't know, I don't know. I was an angel El-El-El Angel Living under God's wing Crash landed where sinners Praise the devil il-il-il Devil When they dance and sing Can I still call myself a saint If I lay my head in sin city Ity-Ity. Sin City BAD GIRL [feat. G-Eazy] Pig tails In my hair and on the farm Cowboys Hard at work and around my arm From the day I turned eighteen They've tried to get me dirty Thought city boy's would be clean They're just as crazy when they're thirty You think cuz I'm a good girl That I do what I'm told to do That's dead wrong, run along I'll never be a bad girl for you Smoke clouded bistro Masks bad intentions Thumb to guitar strings Who knows what that boy brings In that fabric back pack He dresses like me Wants to get me undressed I may not be an angel But my behavior is always best You think cuz I'm a good girl That I do what I'm told to do That's dead wrong, run along I'll never be a bad girl for you You think cuz I'm a country girl That I want to ride on you That's dead wrong, run along I'll never be a bad girl on you Not your legs spread wide Come inside Ready for anything kinda girl Nothing wrong with that But that's not me I'm your stool bound strumming Greyhound riding Earn every dollar shy gal [G-Eazy] Uh She'll ride the metro While you ride ya man Grounded by the system The way only Hollywood can Listen It's a damn shame good men Don't live out in Vegas Getting courted by Gollum When she wanted Legolas Got men snapping nudes I say screenshot and save this Come good girl, Why don't you make me famous It might be the darkside But that spotlight shines bright You think you can do no wrong I'll prove you ain't right Now I don't want to fight With an angel from heaven Baby subtract one from seven Then triple it up Drink that white shit Broke boys shoot into cups Rain drop Drop top We ain't gon' let this track flop Once you go bad The bad things don't stop Take my visa Max it out in the shop Feel tempted by evil Aye girl welcome to pop You think cuz I'm a good girl That I do what I'm told to do That's dead wrong, run along I'll never be a bad girl for you You think cuz I'm a country girl That I want to ride on you That's dead wrong, run along I'll never be a bad girl on you TATTOOED TIARA Who died and made you queen? I'm not some servant On which you can lean I'm not here To keep you clean You want a better life Do it yourself Stop blaming me For your career on the shelf No coronation Just a needle and some ink Right there on your lower back Sitting right above your crack How classy No coronation Heavy eyeliner and that clumpy mascara While you get your tattooed tiara There's sitting on a throne of lies And then there's making a kingdom Out of pure deceit Well I hope you built a moat Because the tide is coming in How long can your castle made of sand Stand up to the industry's demands No coronation Just a needle and some ink Right there on your lower back Sitting right above your crack How classy No coronation Heavy eyeliner and that clumpy mascara While you get your tattooed tiara I'd yell 'off with her head' If I had any spine But I'm just too good To cross that line And I know that you think That you are divine But I'm here to watch Your mortal decline No coronation Just a needle and some ink Right there on your lower back Sitting right above your crack How classy No coronation Heavy eyeliner and that clumpy mascara While you get your tattooed tiara DYE HAIR, DIE Brown haired beauty queen, Why'd they have to call you mean? I guess you did alright for yourself You're the only one here to stay clean. They hated you when you were difficult  But now that you're balding  They adore you. Like a painter made famous  Only after death, It takes a dying woman Just to earn some respect.  Dye hair, It didn't help. Die hair, Only she can define herself. Dye hair, Another color, another criticism.  Die hair, So she can be ready for the fight.  She was a brunette slut, A blonde moron, A red headed devil, How dare she?  Voted for a woman? God she must be lazy. She's got too many thorns To be your beautiful daisy Took a razor to her head Left that pinup girl for dead  Now that her locks don't flow, She just must be crazy.  Dye hair, It didn't help. Die hair, Only she can define herself. Dye hair, Another color, another criticism.  Die hair, So she can be ready for the fight.  Dye hair, die! Dye hair, die! Dye hair, diiiiiiiiiie! Ohhhhhhh Dye hair, It didn't help. Die hair, Only she can define herself. Dye hair, Another color, another criticism.  Die hair, So she can be ready for the fight.