#(I feel I need to see a dentist before my mouth starts hurting one of these days

[heylinfanclub]

Late night brain: no point in living if (life struggle many people experience and survive fine with) is gonna be part of my life.

Time for eep time for eep.

[ecofear]

what is the pain?

oh i have like a tooth thing. i dont know what it is

i saw a dentist at 3 weeks of pain (i wasnt allowed to go before cuz it was over the holidays and i would ruin the holidays with it) and they did x rays and didnt find anything and did the tooth tapping thing and it didnt hurt . so they gave me a week of antibiotics but it did not help

its like an extremely sharp pulse of pain the kind u cant just ignore its got me fucking grabbing my teeth and my gums for dear life . when it first happened i screamed and started to cry ive never felt anything like it before . and im disabled with chronic pain ! its . kind of crazy

sometimes my teeth.. pulse.. it doesnt hurt but its like shocking? i flinch? i can handle that. i hate it but i can handle that. its the fucking pain. and the pain leaves me so sore its like someone punched me. and it hurts in my cheekbone.

it started with my crown but now other teeth hurt more and idk. im going dentist again on monday but its a 10 minute checkup appointment just to see if the antibiotics helped. i will ofc say no. we will see? maybe i need like a root canal or a proper crown? my crowns like a cap instead of one of the real fuckers? i think maybe i got like. a bad infection thats spreading and antibiotics can't reach it? like pulp.. infection, i think its called? idk man i just know ive never felt anything like it before

ive been 1 side of the mouth eating but it doesnt always help. some foods are awkward so im also limited due to the limits of what im allowed to purchase and have in the house and stuff. liquids are hard because i cant let the liquid go near those teeth and its a whole row thats causing issue now, and the like motion of sucking hurts a lot too? so i have to drink gently, but also not let the liquid escape into my mouth i gotta swallow it asap. so its kinda awkward? and i cut open my gum the other day cuz the side of my mouth i'm eating on now had the back molar i think its spelt removed last year so i cant chew as well and ended up cutting my gum open where that tooth was trying to chew something i think was too hard for me now i knowww but now eating at all is sore but . sore is better than the pain.

IDK IM LIKE TURNING THIS INTO A RANT IVE PURPOSEFULLY NOT TALKED ABOUT THIS CUZ I HATE WHINING ABOUT REAL SHIT I HATE BEING REAL WITH PEOPLE i really fucking do this is why i complain about shit that doesnt matter its like an outlet for all my frustrations with real issues like this one without having to be honest. but man its been so long now im just. maybe i am tired and i need a lil pity? a little bit of sympathy? it hurts man. it really hurts. and i.

i did get back on nhs dentist. FINALLY. they wouldnt let me until i threatened to stop coming. so all my work last year cost full price (ended up being 1000 pounds in dentist fees i am. still feeling. more than i want to admit) so its gonna be cheaper. but it s still gonna cost. and root canals and crowns arent cheap. even on nhs. and im so scared bro. even if i like. even if they figure it out and find the issue , and the unknown of it all is terrifying me, what if i cant afford it ? what if they book it and im too anxious to stop them and then i have even more debt? oh god now im tearing up. ANYWAY

THATS MY PAIN THANKS FOR LISTENING i may delete this later but im gonna post it force myself to cuz. i do wanna vent. and maybe i want someone to feel bad for me. cuz i feel so fucking lonely bro. ANYWAYYYYYYYYY

[taestarii]

❣ admirer - seo moonjo

[seo moonjo x fem reader]

synopsis - moonjo knew less about his target than he thought he did

this is my first moonjo fic! it's really just a rough start to see if my audience likes this and if you do, please request! the people i write for are on my page and if you want someone that isn't there too, feel free to ask! request page here

warning! themes of stalking, swearing, and dentistry tools

"God fucking-" Y/n placed her hand over her cheek in pain.

"Is it that tooth again?" Jieun asked. "You really need to go see that dentist. He stays extra late for you, you know!"

You sighed. "I know, Ji. You know how I feel about tools and stuff, what if he uses a scapel?" You knew it was an over exaggeration, but you also knew they kept them in the office.

"Jesus, it's a toothache not a heart surgery. What a heartthrob of a dentist he is, too! He seems to like you, your living every middle-aged woman's dream." You scoffed. Jieun was being ridiculous, but you knew she was right. You needed to get your tooth checked, and he was undeniably a very attractive man. "Anyways, did you want to stop and get some drinks? There's a place around-"

"Y/n!" Moonjo's voice echoed the walkway, his steps nearing. "It's great to see you! I was hoping you would come into my office today." He seemed so collected for someone who just chased after you. "Ah, I was going to see you tomorrow, my tooth has started aching worse lately." Moonjo gave a bright smile, moonlight reflecting off his pale complexion. "I'm looking forward to seeing you, Y/n."

•

You stood outside of Moonjo's dentist office, debating whether or not to come in. Before you could turn and leave, the door opened and the receptionist walked out. "You must be Y/n! Please, come in." She opened the door and ushered you in.

"Mr. Seo told me he was expecting a beautiful lady, I just knew it was you." You gave her a smile and uttered a thank you as you went to look around. There were pictures up on a shelfshelf, one with an older lady and a bunch of little kids.

"That's me." A hand reached around and pointed at a little boy holding the older woman's hand. "That's Ms. Eom, she's a lovely lady." You snapped back to look at him, his finger his hovering over the picture. "You grew up with her? How nice that you stayed with her." Moonjo looked at you questioningly. "How did you know I live with her?" You hummed, turning away from him.

“I've been in your area before."

•

Moonjo was not a dumb man, far from it. As attracted as he was to you, your close relationship to Junghwa kept him on edge. You were layed out on the dentist chair while Moonjo applied his gloves. "Your tooth is damaged and it's gonna hurt, so I'll go get a mouth number." He gave you a smile before he walked into the back room.

Moonjo may be smart, but you're smarter.

As he was back there he contemplated if he was really about to do this to you. He couldn't lose you, but he couldn't compromise his "family." He looked at you through the cameras for a few more seconds before turning off the cameras and grabbing the anesthetic. "So, Y/-"

"Hello, Mr. Seo."

You were sitting on top of a counter with your legs crossed, his red box open next to you. Scalpel in hand, you glanced up at him.

"What were you going to with that needle, Mr. Seo? If I didn't know any better, that looks like a lot more than a mouth number."

Moonjo was at a loss for words. Y/n laughed at his expression, the expression that told her everything.

"Were you going to sedate me? Perhaps take me back to that god forsaken fourth-floor and subject me to the same fate as Hee-joong? As Seok-yoon?"

"How do you..?"

"I'm far less oblivious than you believe I am, Moonjo. Did you really believe I had a toothache? What about yesterday when me and Jieun happened to be close to your office? All these things that I have done to see you.

It appears you have an admirer."

part 2

[theworldoffostering]

You guys, I feel like I’m drowning. These past three weeks have felt unmanageable to me. Like, I don’t know how to keep going.

I’m walking alongside (trying the best I know how) the older girls as one navigates this break up and the other tries to transition to college. We got DD a car, but it still needs a few repairs. She was here all afternoon today working on it with DH.

I am waiting for the updated version of Ms. 6’s IEP to hit my inbox to send it off to the school. I am also working on her housing contract. Then I think I can step back for a few weeks. Still trying to figure out what’s going on with graduation. Her mom is back to letting her go to it and maybe allow her to stay for dinner, but it’s Memorial Day weekend and I don’t want to put a deposit down for a dinner somewhere only to have her not be allowed to attend at the last minute. I also don’t want to disappoint her. I’m unsure of how to proceed, so I’m just sort of frozen.

DS takes his civics test next week. You have to pass in order to graduate high school. He has prepared and seems like he will do well. He’s also pole vaulting and doing well at that for being a novice and having very little practice time due to the crummy weather we’ve been having.

Work is a lot right now. It’s to be expected due to the time of year. I can almost see the light at the end of the tunnel, but it’s a lot to slog through.

DH was verbally offered a job this week as a special education teacher. He is supposed to return to school to get his teaching certification in about a week, and is waiting for a letter of intent via email from the potential employer. It’s a lot. We are trying to manage the financial aid piece and we are up against a super tight deadline right now. His interview for the job was virtual, so he’s heading to the school next week to actually tour it and meet his potential coworkers. In the spirit of living in a small town, one of the women he used to live who was in live with him (for real)—the housing situation was work related—works at the school. She has legit not spoken to myself or DH since he and I got engaged so that seems like it will be super awkward (although she is also married now and has kids).

DH is finally seeing a decent therapist and between the therapist and neuropsych eval he had done during fall, it is apparent he is super depressed. Depressed is apparently his baseline and super depressed happens quite a bit. It is helpful to have it identified, but wow, it is a lot to live with. I am really struggling as his wife because he cannot do much and is not really emotionally available 90% of the time. He’s so inwardly focused, that he cannot focus on me, the kids, relationships, stuff that needs to be done, etc. I’m drowning and he cannot take on any of the workload. It sucks.

My endocrin had me take b12 supplements the last three months and my level actually decreased. I’m starting up with b12 injections next week. My TSH is also super, super low which means I’m hyperhyroid and should be losing weight, but I’m gaining which also sucks.

My endocrin is out of network for me which means my injections will be out of network. I have ZERO out of network benefits. The whole healthcare system is atrocious. I refuse to go back to the three endocrins I saw before I connected with my current one. They were all terrible, but in network. I need a super expensive full body scan but I for sure cannot pay for that out of pocket, so I’m waiting to see if my GP will prescribe it when I see him in June.

My crown also broke this week and when the dentist looked at it, I had worn a hole clear through the middle. He said it was due to grinding/stress. I wear a mouth guard religiously at night, so it’s happening during the day. :-/ Cue more medical bills. They glued my current one back on and can’t get me in to work on repair until June. I almost cried when trying to schedule with them because I just cannot even do all of this any more. (It also hurt wicked bad last time they fixed it so I’m somewhat terrified to return.)

That’s my list of complaints/brain dump. There’s more, but I need to wrap up some grading and get dinner going. I miss a life that was easier and less complicated.

[scentedpeachlandcreator]

Hey, so I really really really really need ur help. 🥺

So for a little while now I been manifesting straight teeth and getting rid of my wisdom teeth without having to go through surgery.

So I’ve been doing the usual like affirming, ignore/ dismissing the 3d, visualizing/imagining. I think I had used the list method where I wrote down all the things I wanted for my teeth and I’ve been using one affirmation to get me that stuff. (My affirmation: my teeth are so perfect )

But ever since I started it’s def been a struggle.

For whatever reason while I’m trying to imagine my teeth being straight in my imaginal act I can only see and feel my crooked teeth bc that what I know lol idk what straight teeth feel like to me. (I hope that made sense lol)

Also when I start affirming or imagining, a few days later my teeth will start to hurt or bother me more than what they were previously which is very frustrating. This sucks bc I’m basically getting reminded that I don’t have straight teeth. 😭

I’m really trying my best to ignore/ dismissing the 3d but it’s been so difficult since I can feel my crooked teeth, I can feel my wisdom teeth growing in, and I can feel and see that my other teeth are shifting around from my wisdom teeth growing in. It’s sorta getting to the point where it’s getting hard to close my mouth since my teeth are getting in the way.

I try my best not to touch or feel my teeth bc I don’t want neg thoughts to pop up. So I just try to ignore them all together but then something will pop up to remind me that I’m not where I wanna be with my progress.

I really don’t wanna have to go to a dentist cuz I have a big fear. I had a bad experience at the dentist and now i don’t ever wanna go back. Every time I think of going to the dentist it makes me panic. So that why I’m tryna manifest everything in my mouth to be perfect so I won’t have to go and deal with that.

Plz plz plz help me out here. I need advice😭🙏. I need a solution, I need to know what I’m doing wrong so I can fix it. I don’t usually see success stories on getting straight teeth so I just need sum help with this 😭🙏

Tysm ❤️and so Srry this is so long 💀

Hello dear!

The problem is that you're repeating the old story without you realizing it, if you had perfect teeth, would you be looking for it in the 3d? Will you panic? Check results? No of course.

No matter what happens in the 3d doesn't matter, your subconscious doesn't know what Happening in the 3d until you tell it to.

Instead of saying that this doesn't work and that your teeth aren't changing, be like "oh! I forgot that i have perfect teeth".

Talk about like it is something normal to talk about.

If you notice yourself going back to repeating the old story or spiralling, affirm "it is done, i already have it".

Remind yourself that it is done, you have nothing to do but persist in your assumption, repeat the New story.

Always Always remember that the Real reality is your imagination.

Keep repeating your affirmations like they're fact, and when you see no movement from the 3d, keep persisting.

If you want more information and some helpful post, read my "before sending me an Ask" it is pinned in my blog.

You Can read my post too.

Xoxo, Eli

[le-panda-chocovore]

TojiShiu Headcanon

(because of that fanart which made me write that post and now I can't stop the inspiration)

Toji never liked talking about his scar before but since he got two kids under his care, things changed. He still don't like to talk about it, but kids are curious, even the calm and gentle Tsumiki. And kids are infuriating too, they don't listen the first time you ask something and neither the four next times, they're not tired when they're supposed to and they're picky with food. Toji usually dismisses them when they ask but one time Megumi is particularly insistent and Toji is too exhausted to keep up with that conversation. Hopefully, he doesn't raise the kids alone. As often, his husband is there to save the situation.

"He got it from a Yokai," Shiu intervened, standing against the doorframe from where he watched Toji trying (and failing) to put the kids to bed. "He was like you when he was younger, he didn't like to sleep, so when his parents left the room he sneaked out of bed and played with his toys. One night, the Watchman, who makes sure every kid gets the right amount of sleep, came to his house and saw that Toji wasn't in his bed. It gave him a chance. He said he'll come back the night after and that Toji better be sleeping then, but your father didn't listen. This Yokai doesn't like disobedient kids, so he took your dad, dragged him to his bed, and cursed him. That's how he got the scar."

Toji stared at his partner with confusion, wondering where the hell did that imagination came from. Shiu smiled calmly and stepped inside the room, squatted to be at Megumi's height, and gently patted his head.

"Are you ready to go to sleep now ?" He asked, and tried his best to not chuckle when Megumi vigorously nodded and almost run to his bed. "Atta boy. Good Night, Megumi. And don't forget, even if you don't manage to sleep, it's better to stay in bed anyway, okay ?"

Megumi nodded again and let Toji kiss his forehead without protesting for once. The two adults close the door on their way out and lead to the living room. Toji doesn't talk, he looks thoughtful. He just realized he can straight up lie to them that way and that it works. Oh, he's totally going to use that again.

Tsumiki isn't a picky eater, as opposite to her brother, but today she's sick and she doesn't want to eat anything else than sugary things. And the worst part is that Shiu isn't even home, he usually knows how to convince her. Toji is on his own this time, but he isn't going to give up.

"Do you know how I got that scar ?" He askes the little girl, who shakes her head as an answer. She's a bit curious, so she listens. "When I was 6, I didn't like vegetables, but all kids need it to grow up healthily. So one time, my mom made me some, but I really really really didn't want to eat it, I kept my mouth close and turned my head. So she took a few veggies with her chopsticks and tried to force them into my mouth, but I turned my head very quickly and SHLAM ! It cut my lip !"

"Oh no," Tsumiki gasps, putting her hand on her own lips as if she can feel the pain. "Did it hurt ?"

"Yeah, it hurt a lot, and it bled a lot too, so my mom took me to the hospital and ran some exams on me and the doctors said I don't have enough vegetables in me."

"I'm going to eat !" Tsumiki claims. She takes her plate and her chopsticks and finally starts to eat.

"Good girl, that's nice of you. I don't want you to end up with an ugly scar like mine."

When the kids grow up a bit, they realize that the Watchman Yokai doesn't exist, so this story stop working. But Toji can be inspired too, so he keeps using his scar for whatever situation he needs to deal with.

"You know when I was your age I hated the dentist too, so I was super agitated on the doctor chair and I tried to push him away when he went to look at my teeth, but he had his tools in hand and it cut my lips open. See ?"

Megumi stares at him with a quiet panic, but at least he finally stopped struggling out of Toji's grip. Then they get in the office and Toji sits him down on the chair.

"If you stay still, you'll be fine, don't worry," he whispers before letting place to the dentist to do their job. When the dentist is done, they congratulate Megumi for his good attitude and say Megumi is the best-behaved kid they have seen this year.

"Alright, how did you really get that scar," Megumi asks one day. He's old enough to realize everything Toji told before was a lie.

"I asked stupid questions instead of doing my homework and my teacher hit me," Toji replies without any hesitation.

"You can't get cut like that from a slap. And teachers aren't allowed to hurt students."

"You can't get it from doing your homework either."

Megumi rolls his eyes and focuses back on his studies. He knows it's not true, and he actually doesn't care that much, but he doesn't get why his father is so secretive about it.

Anyway all I'm saying is Toji giving a different story of how he got that scar and Megumi and Tsumiki falling for the lie almost every time. Also of course Shiu endorse it each time, he loves messing with the kids.

[neptoons1998]

Thinking about you

A/N: So I was watching Ponyo, one of my favorite movies. Anyway thanks again @mal-urameshi for the idea

Summary: Riri woke and she forgot someone.

Tag Gang🤘🏿: @mal-urameshi @pantherheart @somethingcleaverandwhitty @xblackreader

When Riri woke up her mouth hurt, she was not sure why.

“Ow,” Riri whispered out the doctor gave a kind smile, “It’s good to see that you are awake, your highness. How are you feeling?”

Your Highness? Riri thought as the doctor lower her seat, “ Everything is floating. That’s funny.”

The doctor gave a laugh, “I’ll take that as a yes. I’ll let the queen come get you.”

The doctor walked out closing the door. A minute later the door open again, Shuri with her kind eyes looked at her beloved.

“Wow you're so hot,” Riri blurred out as Shuri took her hand to help her get out of the dentist’s chair and to stable her. Shuri gave a chuckle at her love’s straightforwardness in her affection for her, “Thank you.”

When Shuri looked up Riri’s face frowned following Riri’s eyes as they looked at Shuri’s ringed finger.

“Awww,” Riri said as she tried to stumble away from Shuri. Causing the taller woman to pull her closer. The pair began their walk home.

“What’s wrong?” Shuri asked pulling the woman back to their chambers. Riri continued to whine as tears fell from her eyes. Shuri wiped them away, the royal was getting concerned about Riri.

“Y-you’re married,” Riri said wetly as Shuri placed her on the bed, “Your husband must be really kind to you.”

Shuri frowned, “I don’t have a husband.”

Shuri started to fret when Riri cried even more. Why is it that all the good ones have a relationship? How can this beautiful woman be so cold? Riri thought as she tried to reach into her mouth. Shuri held her wrist.

“What’s the matter, my love?” Shuri ask again worrying if the drugs in her love’s body were too much for her.

“You can’t call me that,” Riri whined, “You’re married.”

“I’m failing to see the problem,” Shuri said, “Stop trying to go into your mouth. You just got your wisdom teeth pulled.”

Riri in her red eyes hiccuped. Maybe this beautiful woman wasn’t happily married? Riri would be fine being the side piece for a little while, “Are you happily married?”

“Yes, more than I have ever been,” Shuri confessed as she touched her cheek. Riri shook her head, “Ri, what’s the problem? Does your body hurt?”

“No,” Riri said, “Yes it’s my heart.”

“Your heart?” Shuri repeated knowing quickly grabbing the woman. They need to go to medbay now before her situation gets worse.

“Yes, you broke it!” Riri as she sniffed, “You’re happily married and you’re playing with my feelings!”

Oh, she’s fine, Shuri thought as she calmed down as placed a sweet kiss on Riri’s forehead.

“Good thing you’re so cute, my little wife,” Shuri said to her wife, “It’s never a dull moment with you.”

Riri could only groan back the drugs were making her sleepy but she fought through when she heard that statement, “Wait I’m married? With you? Do we kiss and like have sex?”

Shuri gave a flustered look at the questions her wife asked, “Yes on all three.”

Riri with her doe eyes looked at her love closely. As if she could swim in them, Shuri couldn’t help but stare right back, “ Do you-lik- love me?”

“I adore you, Rihanna Williams. My days don’t start until I see you. You helped me in ways I don’t think you and I understand. I’m so happy when you decided to be my wife, My love for you has no bounds,” Shuri confessed to her making the other woman well up with tears. Shuri wiped them away, and slowly the shorter woman started to fall asleep.

Shuri played with her beloved’s hair, “When you wake up. Hopefully, you’ll remember me.”

[thegothicchangeling]

Wisdom Teeth

A Tolya X Reader Fic

"Tolyaaaa," you whined through a mouth full of cotton as he half led half carried you to the car. "They took my teeth!"

He chuckled and opened the passenger door. "They did," he replied calmly. "Because your teeth were hurting you, remember?"

"But, but they didn't pay meee!" You began crying as your boyfriend buckled your seatbelt for you. Memories of staying up late to catch the tooth fairy were swirling around in your clouded mind.

"What do you mean?" Tolya fought not to laugh, but he couldn't hide his amusement.

"They were supposed to pay me!" You sobbed. Those stupid dentists had conned you!

"I don't think that's how it works, honey." Tolya patted your head and went around to the other side of the car to get in the driver's seat.

"They stole my teeeeeth!" You cried about it all the way home, despite Tolya holding your hand and doing his best not to laugh too much.

By the time he pulled into the driveway, you had mostly exhausted yourself. All you wanted was to be held.

When Tolya opened the car door for you, you tried to communicate telepathically that you wanted to be carried. That didn't work, so you made grabby hands. That worked. It always did.

"Aw," he cooed at you as he picked you up. "So cuddly." You did your best to burrow into him as he carried you

Tamar was in the kitchen, eating a sandwich while sitting on the counter. She had her own key to the place and would frequently let herself in like this.

She grinned when she saw you. "Hey, Y/N. How's the anesthesia treating you?"

You ignored her. There was a mirror in the hallway, and you wanted to see what the inside of your mouth looked likr. You wriggled out of Tolya's hold. "They're high off their ass," he informed his sister as he let you down.

You walked up to it and opened your mouth. You could now see the bloody gauze packed in there.

They were like little pillows. Maybe the dentists left the money under them, like the tooth fairy. That made sense.

You reached up to grab a piece, but Tolya caught your wrist before you could. "That needs to stay there, Y/N."

Your lower lip wobbled. "But..my money."

"What are they talking about?" Tamar asked.

"Y/N thinks the dentists owe them money," Tolya answered for you. To you, he said: "Come on honey, let's get you in bed. Tamar, get the ice cream for them.'

"They do owe me money!" You protested.

Tamar laughed, but Tolya just picked you up again and started walking to your bedroom. "If you want, I can heal the wound right now."

"First I want my money!" You demanded indignintly as he crossed the threshold to your room.

"I'll give you some money, okay?" Said Tolya. He deposited you on the bed, which took up almost half the room. It had to be big to allow him to stretch out fully at night.

You held out your hand. Tolya fished some change out of his pocket and put it in your palm. You looked at the coins.

"You bitch, my teeth are worth way more than that!" You cried as you threw them at him.

Tamar erupted into laughter as coins bounced off Tolya's chest.

"I'm a bitch?" He asked. "The sweet, caring boyfriend taking care of you is a bitch?" The corner of his mouth twitched upward, betraying how funny he thought this was.

"Yeah, Tolya!" Tamar backed you up. "Their teeth are worth way more than that!"

"I'll write you a check," the tall man said. "But right now I think you should eat something. Would some ice cream make you feel better?" You nodded.

As it turned out the only kind of frozen treats you had were grape popsicles. "Those are gross," you murmered, now feeling sleepy from all that had happened. "I want the orange ones."

"We don't have any," Tolya cooed as he patted your hair.

"I think you need to change the gauze," said Tamar, who for some reason was still there.

"Oh, right," Said Tolya. "I was gonna heal it, but I should probably soak up that blood first. Honey, open your mouth for me."

By now, you were more than a little tired. You wanted to go to sleep. You didn't care about taking care of your wounds.

When a yawn pried your mouth open, Tolya reached in and pulled out the blood soaked cotton in seconds. "Okay, now we can replace the gauze."

"My mouth is on it's period," you mumbled. Tolya burst put laughing.

"I'm on my period," said Tamar.

"Oh, you are?" Tolya turned to look at her. "Do you need anything?"

"Nah, I'm good. "

You leaned back against your pillow and closed your eyes. You let out another yawn. You were really tired. It had been a long day.

Tolya got out a new piece of gauze from the bag the dentist sent home, and started mopping up the blood in your mouth. "I'm gonna heal it now, okay?"

"Tolya, I don't think-"

Keeping your mouth open seemed like too much effort to invest in. You let your jaw fall shut around your boyfriend's fingers.

Tolya chuckled. "Y/N, I need you to keep your mouth open."

You yawned again and let your mouth shut once more. "Wanna go to sleep," you murmered. You were starting to feel rather pissed off.

"Come on-HEY!"

Tamar shrieked with laughter. "They really bit you! I knew it would happen eventually!"

"Oh, well I'm glad you think this is funny Tamar," said Tolya sourly.

"Want me to fix this for you? Because I can resolve this in seconds."

Then your head started to feel foggy and a sense of calm washed over you. You didn't object as Tamar opened your mouth and replaced the gauze. When she was done, the weird feeling left you.

"You slowed their heart?"

"It worked, didn't it?"

[returnsandreturns]

sorting through the prequel i started writing for the bdsm romcom novel

“You didn’t drop out of law school because Stephen broke up with you, did you?” Stef asks, hands on her hips, her always surprising but welcome maternal mode kicking in. He can always tell by the arch of her eyebrows, like she’s about to make him cocoa before threatening his bully. “Did he tell you that you should?”

“I dropped out this morning,” Andy says, breathing very carefully, “and I went to him first, which was dumb."

Laurel rests her head on his shoulder, slides an arm around his waist. She’s so good at knowing when to touch people, filling in gaps in moments, smiling just right.

“What did he say?” Stef asks, glaring at him.

“. . .he said he wasn’t surprised,” Andy says, sighing. It would have hurt worse coming from somebody who actually loves him—and if Stephen loves him, he’s doing it wrong most of the time.

There’s a deadly silence and he turns slowly to see Laurel, streaked with pale blues and pinks and wearing a t-shirt covered in badgers, with a look of absolute white hot fury on her face.

“Hey, historically I pick guys who practically hate me,” he says, letting out a laugh that only trembles a little. “I shouldn’t be surprised.”

“We can’t kill him,” Stef says, directed at Laurel, “but we can threaten him.”

“Or we could kill someone else,” Laurel says, “and then frame him for the crime.”

“. . .well, at that point we could just kill him,” Stef says.

Andy’s got his knees practically pulled up to his chest but he’s smiling, smiling wider when they look over and give him worried looks, like he’s about to fully lose the plot and maybe need to go to a hospital for a brief holding period.

“I love you guys,” he says.

Laurel smiles back, murmurs, “Sweetheart,” and basically crawls into his lap.

Stef looks squirrely before she says, “You’re okay, I guess,” and grabs her coat, heading for the door.

“Are you going to buy a weapon?” he asks.

“Just keep your mouth shut!” she calls back, door slamming behind her.

“You’re too cool to be a lawyer,” Laurel says, when he turns to look at her, face very close to his. “I’ve always said that.”

“You’ve never said that,” Andy says, laughing.

“That’s because I thought it was your dream,” Laurel says, “and I actively try not to crush your dreams, you beautiful butterfly. But this was a bad dream and you’re making a very smart decision and I’m definitely gonna frame that guy for some kind of crime. Or blackmail, maybe—does he have any horrible secrets?”

“None that he told me,” Andy says, feeling kind of sick when he thinks about it. “We never really had conversations, actually. He would just talk and then tell me I talked too much when I tried to talk about myself.”

“You guys have been a thing for a year,” Laurel says, softly. “Andy, has it been like this the whole time?”

“There was a honeymoon period,” Andy says, sinking down further into the couch. “There was wooing—I really like being wooed.”

“Who doesn’t like a good wooing?” she murmurs, patiently waiting for him to continue.

“It was my first relationship that lasted more than a couple of months,” Andy says, eventually, staring at the ceiling instead of her endlessly sympathetic face. “I looked past a few things that hurt a little and then I kept looking past things and then I just felt like shit all the time.”

“You know, one time Stef told me that I was being too happy,” Laurel says, biting her lip when she smiles, “and she immediately died, was reborn, apologized for six hours straight and then went down on me for the next six hours. People say shitty stuff sometimes but they apologize after if they’re humans and not—swoopy haired shiny teethed monsters.”

“His teeth were so shiny,” Andy groans, covering his face with his hands.

“One might say too shiny,” Laurel offers. “Like, we get it, you can afford a dentist."

[lauratheghost]

I'm gonna complain for a while right now 😂

If you don't care about stranger's problems, this is your warning to scroll.

Also if you don't like hearing about dental problems, you should also scroll.

But I'm having literally the most annoying year ever and I need to just vent to strangers on the internet for a minute.

The day before Christmas, I'm just eating a grilled cheese and one of my back molars just breaks out of nowhere. And of course it's a Friday evening and a holiday weekend so I can't call my dentist until Tuesday.

I go in like a week later my dentist is like "yeah I can't fix that. You need to have it pulled." So I'm like "okay that sucks, but whatever."

So I make the apt to have it pulled and it's for like a month later. So in the meantime I just have a broken tooth for a month.

And then it gets infected. So I go on antibiotics. Finally the apt comes and I walk there (after having an anxiety attack pretty much)

And when I get there I'm not even on their schedule. So I go back the next morning to get my tooth pulled.

(Backstory, my dentist is an asshole. He thinks he has "dry humor" but he's actually just rude as hell and so awful and mean.)

He takes photos of my tooth and pulls it up on the screen and then proceeds to call the dental assistants over to come and laugh at the photo with him. 🙃😞

So that was cool.

Then he starts to try to pull the tooth but I can still feel everything- like the novacaine isn't working.

So he gives me more novacaine and waits precisely one minute before trying again. I can still feel it.

The assistant is like "do you think it's because she's on antibiotics" and he's like "no no it should have worked by now. If you can still feel it you need to go to a surgeon and get anesthesia."

So I go home and after like thirty minutes I'm wayyyy more numb then I was at the office. So I think the numbing just took longer because of the antibiotics and he was just inpatient.

I call the surgeon and they say they can see me in September. (It's like January now)

I have a complete meltdown.

Then my sister basically forces me to get another opinion by a different dentist. So I make appointments at this second office. I go there like a week later. These people are so much nicer- the only downside it that its much further away from where I live.

They look at my tooth and I meet the dentist and he's like "it's a shame you didn't come here sooner I could have saved the tooth."

So now I'm even more pissed at my old dentist. And I'm never going back there again.

But anyways, they schedule me to get it pulled like two weeks later.

I go back and they pull it, and it takes less than a minute probably. It was insanely easy and fast. But when the dentist is done he's like "good news and bad news"

And then he tells me that the broken tooth is out, but in the process, the crown on the tooth next to it came off.

So I once again, have another broken tooth now.

They put a temporary crown on it in February but it still aches all the time and isn't comfortable.

And now, on the opposite side of my mouth, I have a cavity somewhere but I can't pinpoint what tooth it is. But I can't eat anything hot or cold now until it's fixed and I swear I'm so sick of my mouth hurting and eating room temp food. 😩

I have an appointment in five days to hopefully fix the cavity, but I'm scared they aren't gonna fix the right tooth. 😭😂

Anywayssssssss

I'm trying to be positive now but first I just wanted to complain. I need to get it outta my system.

This whole ordeal has left me like traumatized though. I'm so scared to eat any food that's remotely hard now. And just being in pain everyday for like five months has really been getting to me. I actually signed up for therapy again over this 😂

I'm probably being dramatic

But pleaseeee let this year get better soon omg. 🙏🤲✨🖤

[animegirl2016]

Dewa Masaomi X reader

Hello! It's been a minute since I've written on here but I decided that this character needed some love. He is so underrated in K Project but I love him! Anyways, this story is based on my personal experience going to the dentist, enjoy!

You sat down next to your boyfriend at the bar, dinner being served. Tatara made rice, porkchops, and green beans; you were absolutely starving! You started eating some of the rice, it was delicious and cut a piece of meat. You took one bite, and immediately dropped your fork holding your cheek. The clansmen looked at you in concern, "What's wrong, (y/n)?" Dewa asked, "My tooth shifted when I took a bite, and now my mouth really hurts." "Your wisdom tooth?" Tatara said

you nodded, not wanting to cause more pain. "No problem, I'll take you to the dentist tomorrow." Dewa offered, "No thanks, I'm sure it'll pass, I'm fine!" All the boys fixed you with a stern look, including your boyfriend. See this all started almost two years ago, when you had a pain in your mouth, so you went to the dentist. The dentist said it was a bad tooth and needed to be pulled. Let's just say it was a very traumatic experience, and the tooth didn't come out that day.

You soon found out that it was a wisdom tooth, but because it didn't hurt anymore, you never told Dewa, until the other side of your mouth started hurting, and he practically had to drag you there for this dentist to tell you you had another wisdom tooth that needed to come out, and the jig was up.

Your loving but annoying boyfriend kept telling you to go, but you always found an excuse. Now it looks like you didn't have a choice, so you agreed. The next morning came around and Dewa showed up to your apartment, and as he expected, you were nowhere to be found. "(y/n), come on, I know you're scared, but if we don't go, it'll only be worse for you." He looked in all of the rooms leaving the kitchen last.

You thought of the brilliant idea to hide under the counter cabinet, it was big enough and he'd never find you ha! That is until karma's a bitch and you let out a sneeze. You freeze hearing footsteps getting closer to your hiding spot and nearly scream when Dewa opens the door. He grabs your wrist, pulling you out and over his shoulder.

Once in his car he shuts the door, trying to open it, you realize he put the child lock on so you couldn't escape. "Baby, look at me, I know you're not happy with me right now. But I promise you'll feel so much better, I love you, and I want you to get this taken care of. Besides they're sedating you so you'll be fine."

Arriving at the office, Dewa comes with you to the front desk to ensure you check in and to also show that he'll be the one driving you home afterwards. The receptionist looks at the paperwork before uttering the horrible words, "We ran out of the sedation pills, so you'll have to use novacain." You automatically tense up, you hate needles, and considering you had a low tolerance and a very sensitive mouth, yeah you were passing on that.

"Well would you look at the time, got to go!" You start to get to the door before your boyfriend grabs the back of your shirt. "She'll take it." You glared at him, feeling absolute betrayal towards him. The receptionist looks at you kindly, "Don't you worry sweetheart, he's a trained oral surgeon, he's been doing this for 20 years he'll have you out in ten minutes flat!" Sighing, you agree and wait for your doom.

An assistant calls your name, and Dewa gently pushes you to stand. She brings you into a room, and tells you the doctor will be with you shortly. The man comes in and is very patient with you, and reassuring you. he gives you the shots, and leaves to wait for them to work. By the time he comes in, the whole left side of your mouth is numb, including your tongue.

He places a mouthpiece to help keep your mouth open, and he was done in five minutes! You were in such disbelief he showed you your tooth. After giving you instruction on what and what not to do, he sent you on your way. Dewa was waiting for you and chuckled when you hugged him. "How do you feel, baby?" "Much better, but I want to go home and sleep, come cuddle with me?" "Absolutely, now let's go home."

Phew! Sorry it's so long, but a lot has happened to me on this journey. Sidenote, I waited almost TWO YEARS to have this tooth removed, that's how scared I was. My best friend/roommate brought me to my appointment, had to drag me from her car and had to practically stand by the door so I wouldn't bolt. Looking back on it now, I laugh at my behavior. I'm still recovering from the surgery this past week, but I figured I'd give you a laugh. I will update soon!

[csa-survivor-confessions]

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I need to go to the dentist soon. I haven't been in about five years because I have extreme discomfort with things being in my mouth, but I'm experiencing pain and I know that I need to go. I'm a 24yo woman and I feel silly for feeling scared of the dentist, but I simply can't handle tools, let alone fingers, in my mouth. I brush my teeth everyday even though it makes me gag.

I don't know what to do when I go. I know the best bet would be to inform that I have trauma and struggle with anything in my mouth, but I don't know what the best next steps are. I could either white-knuckle through it (I'm honestly scared of biting a hygienist or the dentist) and have an ongoing panic attack in the chair, or I could ask for gas, which might relieve the panic but freaks me out because it makes me so vunerable.

I feel stupid and silly for this. I used to be able to handle medical situations, even the dentist, but now it's awful. When I had to get my first pap smear I had one of the worst panic attacks of my life and my teeth clattered I was shaking so bad. I feel embarrassed. I'd hate to waste their time by making an appointment and then being unable to even open my mouth.

I don't know what to do or what exactly I should say or to whom. I'm just so scared but I don't want my teeth to fall out or for me to become horribly sick.

hello,

Being afraid of the dentist is extremely stressful for plenty of adults. You're not alone in this fear.

telling them you're very scared is a good idea! If you don't want to you don't even have to say trauma is the reason you are scared.

One good thing would be to have them tell you everything they are doing while they do it. This can help with the current situation of blending so far with the traumatic memories.

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Practising some mental-based coping skills could help. This could be things like:

5-4-3-2-1 skill:

5 things you see

4 things you hear

3 three things you can touch/feel

2 things you smell

1 long deep breath

When you start to feel anxious or might be dissociating you go through these in that order and list them. This engages our senses, allows us to be aware of our surroundings, focous on the current situation. If you can talk safely then saying these out loud is best because the connection from our mind to our mouth can be disrupted by dissociation.

Listing:

Mentally listing facts about literally anything. I do characters from a favourite show of mine. Anything else can work if it keeps you're mind occupied and away from falling fully into flashbacks and/or panic.

Katniss Skill: 

Something we came up with based on a scene in the book Hunger Games: Mockingjay. This consists of reminding yourself of the facts you know and that we aren’t in the abuse. This can redirect our thoughts, combat the flashbacks need to pull us back. For us, we find it helps with depersonalization and identity issues. Combine this with breathing exercises for the best result.

An Example:

” My name is Sally, I am in London, I have a sister named Kelly, I am 19 years old, I am sitting in my living room, I have a cat.”

*You might not be able to say it but thinking it can work too.

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Practice as best self-care before you go, and have something nice to do afterwards.

Feeling as clean and healthy as you can going into a scary thing can be useful. It can be very helpful to have some time afterwards it's not silly to reward yourself for doing something hard.

Obviously, that is not practical for all people due to work/family obligations but even if it's extremely small things can help make it more manageable to get into.

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Sedation is an option and weighing the benefits and negatives is worth doing by writing it out. If you're worried about panicking to the point of possibly hurting yourself/the dentisit it could still be important.

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Planning out what you can do before and after beforehand and what coping skills you might use during will help you bring down some anxiety. But it is important to take a break from planning and breathe before you go.

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Overall it's going to suck, but hopefully having some of this to plan ahead can work.

Be Blessed,

-Admin 2

[voraciousvore]

The Half-Blood Giant (45/51)

***Contains mouthplay***

Chapter 45: Toothache

When Hunter awakened the next morning, the woman he ate had sobered up and was fighting for her life. Unfortunately for her, during the course of the night she had slipped into the next stage of Hunter’s digestive system. Hunter decided to let her live just a little bit longer as he enjoyed the feeling of her crawling around inside his intestines. He went to the cafeteria for a modest breakfast and attended his classes as if nothing were out of the ordinary. For some reason, he had a toothache, and the irritating pain put him in a sour mood. When the woman started making too much noise out of desperation, he got annoyed with her and released his magic to digest her, until she became nothing more than chyme in his bowels. 

For the whole day, Hunter’s molar throbbed and ached. He poked and picked at it with his tongue and nail, but couldn’t dislodge whatever was causing him discomfort. After school, he decided to find a dentist. He’d never been to a dentist before, but he’d read about them in books. He was sure a visit would bring him some relief. Fortunately, there was a clinic close to the school that he remembered seeing yesterday on his way to the wall. He hoped that he didn’t need an appointment. 

He stepped into the reception room, looking lost. Was he supposed to just walk into the back rooms? Was that what was meant by a “walk-in?” Audrey, the receptionist, intervened and flashed him a warm smile. “Hi there, how can I help you?” 

“My tooth hurts,” Hunter grunted. He grimaced as he fingered his jaw. 

“Oh, I see… we have a full schedule today, but I’ll check and see if we can fit you in. Why don’t you have a seat, and I’ll be right back?” The cheerful giantess skipped to the back while Hunter lowered his bulk into a flimsy chair that creaked under his weight. He shifted to get comfortable as the armrests dug into his sides and winced as his gums throbbed around his molar. 

Audrey hurried over to Dr. Larson, the head of the clinic, who was busy extracting a rotten tooth from the mouth of a giantess. “Dr. Larson! We have a client who came in with tooth pain. Is there any way we could have him seen?” 

Dr. Larson sighed and shook his head. “No, everyone has a full schedule today. Although... Eren only works half-days now. Maybe you can convince her to stay longer?” 

Audrey’s smile dimmed with uncertainty. “Do you think… it would be okay for her?” 

“That would be up to her,” the dentist replied curtly, focusing on his work. 

Eren was in her own examination room, sanitizing her tools and preparing for the conclusion of her shift. She was having a good day today. All her clients had been nice, friendly giants and giantesses, regulars of hers that she felt safe around. She hadn’t experienced anything stressful to trigger a panic attack. It was her usual routine, with nothing out of the ordinary—just the way she liked it. She was feeling strong.  

Audrey poked her head in with an apologetic look. “Hey, Eren?” 

“What is it?” 

“I know you’re done for the day, but there’s a client with a toothache and everyone else is busy… Do you think you could help him?” 

Eren stiffened. “Is he one of our regulars?” 

“No, I’ve never seen him before. He looked very unhappy though, like he was in pain.” 

Eren swallowed nervously. She didn’t want to stay, but she hated to think a giant would be turned away who was in genuine pain, just because she was weak. She knew that the only way to overcome her fear was to face it head-on. She needed to be brave. She was prepared. She checked her wrist to make sure she was wearing her smartwatch—a compulsive habit of hers. Her compassion won out over her anxiety. She took a deep breath and started suiting up. “Alright. Send him in.” 

Audrey nodded and left, returning a moment later with Hunter. Eren turned around and nearly lost her nerve as she witnessed the biggest giant she had ever seen in her life prowl into the room. He was so tall he had to stoop to fit through the doorframe. He made the full-grown giantess standing next to him look like a child. He glanced around the room blankly for a moment before his nose twitched in recognition of a human scent. He trained his cold green eyes on Eren and she nearly blacked out with terror as those eyes, just like the green eyes in her nightmares, swallowed up the rest of the room. She dropped her scraper tool, panting hard, and took a step back as her knees grew weak. Her heart was beating so fast, she thought it might explode.  

“Eren, are you okay?” Audrey asked with concern, walking up to the table. She placed her hand gently around Eren in a protective gesture. Her touch snapped Eren out of her rising alarm. 

“Y-yeah, I’ll be fine,” Eren mumbled, straightening herself out as she placed her hands on Audrey’s finger for support. Hunter quirked a brow as he watched silently. Eren assured herself that her fear was irrational; green eyes didn’t automatically make a giant evil. She checked her wrist again. Her smartwatch was still there. Joey was just a phone call away. 

“Are you sure?” Audrey bent over so her gigantic face was closer to Eren’s level. “Do you want me to stay with you?” 

“No, no. I’ll be fine, really. I’ll—I’ll let you know if... if I can’t handle it...” 

“Okay.” Audrey was reluctant to leave, but she removed her hand and backed out of the room, giving Eren one last look before she left her alone with Hunter. Eren stood tall, but she was shaking like a leaf and kept her gaze focused on her feet.  

“G-go ahead and h-have a s-seat,” she stammered. Her attempt to sound confident and authoritative fell flat with her stutter, but Hunter obeyed with a thin smirk of amusement. The chair groaned under his mass as he sat down. He rested his head casually on his fist, stroking his chin slightly as he observed Eren articulate her platform up to his level. 

“M-mouthwash,” Eren mumbled, almost in a whisper, pointing while averting her gaze. She struggled not to tear up. Hunter didn’t understand why she was so afraid of him, but he enjoyed every second of it as he deferred to her direction and swished around some mouthwash. He spat the minty liquid into the cup and set it aside, leering wolfishly down at her before a twinge of pain in his tooth made him wince. 

“Where does it hurt?” Eren breathed, barely audible. She cringed as Hunter opened his gaping maw right in front of her and pointed at his lower left molar. 

“Right here. I think there might be something stuck in the gum,” Hunter explained. He set his chin on the chinrest and opened his mouth eagerly. He hadn’t expected the dental hygienist to be a human, but he wasn’t going to complain about having such an enticing little female go for a stroll in his mouth—especially one that smelled so good.  

Eren shuddered down to her bones as she felt a gust of hot breath on her face and stared into the huge, drooling maw. She noticed the inside of the mouth was dripping excessively, with big drops of slobber sliding down the cheeks and teeth and pooling on the tongue. She tried to convince herself such a phenomenon might be caused by tooth pain, not hunger. She did observe some redness around the gums where the giant indicated he was hurting. He probably wasn’t lying. Probably. 

She forced herself to move, her hands quivering as she strained against her panic. She had climbed into all sorts of different mouths hundreds of times at her job: Why would this mouth be any different? With shallow breaths, she slid her hand over the plush lip, then her legs, one at a time. Her shoes sank into the soft, moist flesh as she was bathed in humid warmth. She hauled herself over the fence of immense incisors next, onto the impatient tongue. 

Hunter was disappointed when the only thing that contacted his tongue was rubber shoe soles, rather than appetizing human flesh. Nevertheless, the movements of a small prey in his mouth as she walked around on his tongue made him salivate profusely. He so badly wanted to close his jaws around her, tear off the rubber with his teeth, and rub her all over the inside of his mouth. Then, that glorious swallow that would transport her to his internal pleasure center, in his belly... he couldn’t help flexing his throat muscles ravenously at the thought. He felt the tiny human freeze and realized he needed to get himself under control. At the very least, he wanted his tooth fixed first before he even considered eating her. 

Eren jerked away as a large wet drop of slobber slapped into her shoulder from the roof of the giant’s mouth. She needed to remain calm; everything was fine. She froze up as the looming gullet twitched with the throat walls, but that was normal—probably just gulping down excess moisture, right? Her whole body was jittery as she crouched down to examine his molar. In the narrow gap between the primitive white boulders of teeth, she noticed a large, oddly shaped object was jammed at an angle, and partially wedged into the gum. No wonder the giant was in so much pain. 

Eren pulled her hooked dental tool, reminiscent of a scythe, out of her belt and poked it between the giant molars. She carefully wrapped the hooked end around the mystery object and gave it a solid tug. A drop of blood emerged from the gum where the object was stabbing into it. Hunter gasped in pain, making Eren lose her balance as her feet slid across his slippery tongue and she slapped her knees into the squishy, waterlogged surface. “Sorry, but this might hurt a bit,” Eren shouted. Her squeaky voice echoed into his throat. 

Hunter grunted but didn’t protest. Eren carefully maneuvered the food debris out of the gum, trying not to harm the giant any further. After plenty of finessing, the bloody end came loose with a distinct popping sound. Eren tugged and grappled with it before she was able to pull the piece of food out from between the molars. Now that she had the whole chunk free, she could finally tell what it was, and her heart stopped.  

She was holding, in her gloved hand, the lower section of a human man’s leg. The skin and muscles were in the process of disintegrating off the bones, but the leg was clearly identifiable, with a shoe and sock still attached on the foot. A sharp chunk of bone that had been crunched by the teeth was sticking out at an odd angle and had impaled the gum at the base of the tooth, which was why Hunter was in so much pain and couldn’t get the human remains out of his teeth on his own. 

Eren couldn’t breathe as alarm bells screamed in her head. She was in danger; this giant was a man-eater, and she was entirely encompassed by his waiting mouth. She stumbled to her feet and scrambled to escape. Hunter, by pure instinct, snapped his teeth shut so she couldn’t climb out. Eren slashed at the delicate red flesh of his mouth with her dental tool and he opened his jaws with a yelp. Eren vaulted over his front teeth and bellowed, “HELP!” She tapped her smartwatch with her fingers sloppily to send Joey an emergency alert. 

Audrey heard Eren’s cries and rushed over to see what was the matter. Eren was in a raw panic as she clawed at the controls of her moving platform to get away as fast as possible. She was too high up to jump off and run on her own. Hunter spotted the man’s calf and foot that she was still carrying and realized the reason for her sudden panic. He couldn’t let her leave. He seized her in his enormous fist, wrenching the dental tool out of her grasp and casting it aside as she squealed for help. He stood up and was accosted by the giantess secretary. 

“What are you doing? Let her go!” Audrey demanded, grabbing at Hunter’s meaty fist and attempting to pry open his fingers. He smirked and shoved her aside with his superior bulk. She fell down yet bounced back quickly, desperately reaching for Eren, but Hunter held the tiny human high above his head and pushed her away again. Eren caterwauled with fear as Hunter laughed at her helplessness. 

Hunter bent down through the doorway and exited into the hallway and back into the reception area. Audrey tried again to save her coworker, but this time Hunter smacked her down hard, knocking off her glasses, and she wasn’t able to get up right away. Hunter left the building and hurried down the sidewalk, hoping nobody was following him. 

The little human was making too much of a racket; he needed to shut her up. He squeezed and threatened her but she only shrieked louder in response. With a scowl, he dangled her over his open mouth and dropped her inside. Her screams were muffled now, but he was again disappointed by the rubbery taste of her protective garments. He wanted to taste her. He started to chew at the edges of the outerwear, careful not to bite down on the tiny thrashing woman, until he was able to tear off the clothing with his teeth. He spat out the clothes like sunflower seed shells and sampled the woman’s flavor, rolling her around on his tongue. She was meaty, like a high-quality steak, and seasoned with salty tears. 

Eren’s call to Joey did not go unheeded. Fortunately, Joey and Ray were close by, and they sped over in their police cruiser, sirens blaring. As the car approached Hunter, the two cops recognized him immediately and figured out he must be the one threatening Eren. Joey slammed on the brakes and pulled up to him, jumping out of the car.  

“Release the human!” Joey yelled, pointing his gun. Ray ran to his side with a determined look, gun ready. Hunter’s mind raced for a way out, but he discerned in the moment that resisting the cops would lead to a worse result. He couldn’t deny it, since there was a witness at the clinic, and if he swallowed Eren they could force him to throw her back up. He reluctantly complied and spat her out into his palm. She vibrated in his hand as he held her out with his fingers splayed open. 

“EREN!” Joey shouted, surging forward. He briskly holstered his gun and rescued Eren from Hunter’s clutches, holding her protectively against his chest. She sobbed and buried herself in Joey’s shirt, trembling uncontrollably. He wrapped his hands snugly around her, murmuring soothing words. Despite everything that had transpired, Eren still had the presence of mind to hold on tightly to the severed leg. When Joey noticed it and recognized what it was, nausea rose in his throat. He removed the decaying limb from Eren so she wouldn’t have to look at such gruesome carnage. 

While Joey attended to his mini fiancée, Ray took Hunter into custody. “You’re under arrest,” Ray proclaimed, slapping cuffs on Hunter and hauling his oversized body into the backseat of the police car. Hunter’s demeanor unsettled Ray. Despite being arrested, and his superior size compared to the two officers, the giant teenager didn’t resist and seemed unconcerned—amused, even, as if the law couldn’t touch him. He was devoid of any regret or remorse for his actions. Ray slammed the door, locking him in, and tried to ignore the goosebumps prickling over his skin. 

Chapter 46

Chapter 1

[algolagniaa]

this is just about my health and probably won’t be interesting to anyone else

for literally years I had a sinus infection that would not go away for anything like I tried so many things and nothing fixed it. and it was mostly just on the right side of my head and I thought maybe it was an infected tooth or an ear infection so I tried to attack it from all three directions and it still didn’t go away. had a tooth removed and still nothing. and it got better when I moved to California but still didn’t go away like it just got to a point I could live with it and pretty much ignore it. and may have done that forever except I started to notice my face was asymmetrical when it never had been before and then I noticed my jaw muscle on the left side is now WAY bigger than the one on my right. well duh bc I’ve been chewing all my food on the left side of my mouth for years now bc the right side was always in pain. and so now the left side of my face is a completely different worse shape than my right like you cannot see my beautiful bone structure At All and so obviously I tried to fix it by using my right side more. that was on Monday and literally instantly as soon as I did that I got a sinus headache and my jaw started hurting and my ear and head started hurting and even my NECK on that side started hurting which never happened before. and now guess what I’m home missing work bc I have a really bad sinus infection just like clockwork. and I won’t be able to see any kind of a doctor or dentist until January at the earliest bc I have no insurance + no money but I cannot live in pain and UGLY until then so I did the thing you should never do and googled my symptoms hoping to stay on top of the problem. wow this is such a Virgo post. anyway. well everything seems to point to fucking TMJ which is annoying bc I know my brother had that. but worse than annoying everything I read SCARED me tbh especially when I went on Reddit and found a subreddit of people with incurable pain who talk about how dying would be better than suffering this and it only gets worse and there’s no real cure except very expensive jaw surgery and like I know that’s Reddit and everyone there is addicted to their own misery in my rational mind i KNOW that but it’s still scary. and I found physical therapy exercises online too and I’ve been doing them and I can pretty easily make my jaw line up the way it’s supposed to but the thing is the right alignment is what hurts me. the only thing that doesn’t hurt is moving my jaw all the way over to the left and only using the left side of my mouth and that’s what’s making me ugly in the first place. it almost feels like the teeth on the right side of my mouth are longer than the ones on the left?? so when my jaw lines up my teeth don’t and vice versa. anyway I Don’t know how to fix this. and I have less than zero faith that even if I do get in to see someone it’ll get fixed bc in my experience doctors haven’t ever taken me seriously. and everyone online is like YOU CAN’T SEE A REGULAR DENTIST FOR THIS YOU NEED TO SEE THESE 6 SPECIALISTS INSTEAD well I don’t know if I can afford that or even How to go about seeing all those people and if it means jumping through a lot of hoops to get referrals how the fuck am I supposed to do That. and according to what I’ve been reading this also might be the cause of my bad posture and sleep problems and depression and I can’t do anything about it for at Least two months and maybe not ever. and my jaw hurts while I’m typing this and it feels like I have a phantom hurting tooth where the tooth I got removed that probably wasn’t even infected was. and I can look forward to a long future of suffering and being ugly and also being broke. and I kind of want to just break my own jaw

[padansk]

My turn

Several weeks ago, I felt a lump on the roof of my mouth. I didn't think about it much and thought it would disappear after a while. Nicola's PET scan had suggested a problem that needed to be fully investigated. Finally, after more tests, the results were good, and the cancer hadn't returned. We had been planning to go to France, as we now do each year in Spring and early Summer. So we chatted about when to book the Eurotunnel tickets and head down to Provence for some sunshine. I told Nicola the lump in my mouth hadn't gone away, and we agreed that I should get it checked out.

The next day, I saw a specialist dentist who said it didn't look right and that I should see a maxillofacial surgeon. An X-ray was done and it suggested that the lump went further upwards into my sinus space. The maxillofacial surgeon immediately called it a tumour and said we needed to get an MRI and biopsy done. France would have to wait.

The MRI scan was completed, and the next day, we met Leo, my consultant, to perform the biopsy. I was dreading this part, but to be honest, it was pretty straightforward. The local anaesthetic numbed the roof of my mouth, and then Leo stitched up the area. Job done, all good. We just have to wait for the results and hope for the best.

In a chat with Leo just after the biopsy, we discussed what the surgery to remove the tumour would involve. Somewhat casually, Leo suggested that if the tumour was malignant, then my entire soft palette would have to be removed and a new one reconstructed from a graft from another part of my body.

Nicola and I chatted about what Leo had said on the drive home. It was grim, a bit too much to handle, so we returned to what we had done for years before, waiting until we knew what was happening and then making decisions.

Initially, the site of the biopsy felt OK. I could feel the stitches in my mouth, which was a little weird but fine. Then the stitches came out, and it felt really sore after that. The left side of my head, from temple to jaw, hurt, and my mouth was swollen and eating and speaking became difficult. I was taking painkillers. They were the only thing that took the pain away.

The results from the scan and biopsy hadn't come back yet. Nicola had taken on the role of dealing with Leo's secretary and trying to give the medical team the hurry up and get the results back. This role reversal was making both of us feel out of sorts. This wasn't how our life had been for the past nine years. I rode my bike a few times to numb my brain and use adrenalin as a painkiller. It helped, mostly.

The MRI results were back, and Nicola had read them late one evening whilst I was asleep. I had taken some painkillers and Piriton to help me sleep, and I slept all night. She hadn't woken me up. The following day, I read the report. It didn't make for great reading. The suggestion was that the tumour showed an indication of malignancy, and it was categorised as a stage three disease. A big tumour, right smack in the middle of my head. There were no metastases and no indication of lymph nodes being affected.

Nicola got up. She had been awake most of the night. The report's caveat was that its findings would need to be confirmed by biopsy.

I started reviewing a list of things I had to do to sort my affairs out. If my ability to speak would be removed in the future, I needed to have some chats with people while I could.

Nicola pushed for the biopsy report, which we didn't expect for several days. Then, an email came in asking us to attend a meeting at the hospital the next day. In the past, when we had been invited to attend meetings with Nicola's medical team on the spur of the moment, the news invariably had been bad.

When we arrived at the hospital, we had not said much on the way there. Pleasantries over, we were in a room with Leo, who said the biopsy result showed that the tumour was benign. The relief was instant. I didn't really hear much of what he said next. I could see a look of relief on Nicola's face.

[nireidi]

I thought I had already had the worst ear infection of my life. I was wrong. This one is worse. I can’t close my mouth all the way cuz the swelling has displaced the cartilage disc in my jaw, the pain radiates all the way down my neck from my ear, it feels like I’m being stabbed, there’s a hard lump on the side of my neck just under my ear that I assume is my lymphnode that hurts like a bitch to touch, the pain has only gotten worse with the antibiotics, and I can’t even turn my head or move my face in anyway without pain.

I’ve had dozens of ear infections in my life, and dozens of flare ups of tmj issues. This is the worst by far. And the last doctor I saw told me “it doesn’t look that bad your fine. Go see a dentist for the jaw pain” as if I haven’t seen every specialist in the city for jaw pain, (the cartilage disc is deformed and often slips out and gets stuck, it’s extremely painful but I’ve never had it stuck out of place for this long before and this is unmanageable)

So I did actually go to the dentist, because my dentist is the best and I love her. She couldn’t relocate my jaw, so it’s still dislocated but I’m seeing a specialist tomorrow so she didn’t want to try too hard and make my pain worse, and she gave me some prescription pain killers- which is the only reason I’m not sobbing on the floor. I’m pretty loopy, and definitely still in pain, but it’s definitely more manageable until they start to wear off.

But I can’t be on them at all tomorrow cuz I’ll need to drive and I am high key terrified of how much pain I’m going to be in.