#FKG

[medeaft]

Mint is eating ice cream (originally: Menta fagyizik) 2024 Watercolour on paper

It has been a while since I have posted any FKG fanart; here is some now.

Having finished a commission (that I can't post), I at last had time to clean up this sketch I had been looking forward to completing for myself. My cute flower knights work so hard to save the world, and definitely deserve delicious ice cream. I know this isn't an outfit Mint is ever officially seen wearing in the game, but I think surely she has more clothing than that, and this seemed comfortable and cute and I thought she might like it.

[dentaldive]

Delving into the Depths of Root Canal Treatment: An In-depth Walkthrough

In the realm of dental procedures, few hold as much unnerving reputation as a root canal. However, rest assured, modern dentistry prioritizes comfort and efficiency during all procedures, so there's no need to fear. In this blog, we'll explore root canal treatment, focusing primarily on the procedure itself and its essential steps.

What is a Root Canal Treatment?

Root canal treatment, also known as endodontics, is a dental procedure aimed at treating infections at the center of a tooth (the root canal system). This system contains the dental pulp that may become infected due to various reasons such as deep decay, faulty crowns, repeated dental procedures on the tooth, or a crack or chip in the tooth.

Now, let's break down the root canal procedure into detailed steps for a thorough understanding.

An Overview of the Root Canal Procedure

1. Diagnostic Evaluation

Before initiating the root canal procedure, a dentist or an endodontist (a specialist for root canal treatment) conducts thorough clinical assessments, reviews dental histories, and takes dental radiographs to clearly evaluate the tooth's interior and surrounding bone.

2. Anesthesia Administration

For a comfortable experience, the doctor administers a local anesthetic to numb the tooth area undergoing the root canal. This ensures minimal to no discomfort during the procedure.

3. Creating an Access Cavity

Once the area is numbed, the dentist drills a small hole on the tooth's surface to access the root canal system and diseased pulp. This area is called an access cavity.

4. Cleaning and Shaping the Root Canal

With the pulp chamber open, the dentist removes the diseased pulp using a series of endodontic files of varying diameter. The infected pulp tissues are removed entirely, and the interior of the tooth is thoroughly cleaned to eliminate bacteria. After ensuring that the pulp is entirely cleaned, the dentist shapes the root canal to make it ready for filling.

5. Filling the Root Canal

After cleaning and shaping, the dentist fills the root canal system with a biocompatible material, typically a rubber-like substance known as gutta-percha. This filling seals the canal and aids in preventing bacteria from entering the tooth.

6. Sealing and Restoring the Tooth

Once the canals have been filled, the dentist places a temporary filling to cover the access hole. Later, you’ll return for a follow-up visit to have a permanent crown or filling placed. This sealing and restoration process protects the treated tooth and restores its normal function.

Post-Procedure Care and Healing

After the procedure, it's normal to experience some discomfort or minor tooth sensitivity. Dentists usually manage this with over-the-counter or prescription medications. Follow your dentist's post-procedure instructions, and ensure to maintain proper oral hygiene habits for speedy recovery and long-term dental health.

Conclusion

Root canal treatment is an invaluable procedure that lets dentists save your natural teeth, maintaining your oral health and beautiful smile. While it might sound intimidating, understanding the process and its necessity can make the experience much more manageable and less daunting. By focusing on modern procedures and effective patient communication, dentists can dispel many of the myths and fears surrounding root canals.

[jjwannie]

FLYING KISS GUY (cr. 0613data)

+ the most relatable reaction ever:

[strawberrycheeks-and-glasses]

Only You

Tsukishima x f!reader/Kuroo x f!reader | rated E

a/n: angst, angst with a happy ending, oral sex

Summary: Kei gets jealous when he’s drunk, and you’ve had enough of it.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Easy, now, kitten,” Kuroo purrs in your ear. His strong hand on your shoulder, stopping you from doing something you might regret.

You’re just a little tipsy. Not drunk enough to do something you won’t remember, but just enough to give you the courage to try to forget about Kei.

~

“I’m not blind you know, I can see what you’re doing,” he spits at you.

You’re in the kitchen of Kuroo’s apartment, refilling his drink at his party to celebrate his new job. Setting the bottle of Jack down on the counter with a little more force than you intended, you blink up at Kei.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” You say, being the completely sober one of the two. You know he’s just drunk and when he’s drunk his jealousy comes out, but this has been happening a little too often recently and tonight you’re not in the mood.

“I see the way you’re acting with Kuroo,” he glares over his glass at his friend in the living room talking it up with a few other friends.

“Kei, it’s his party,” you sigh, rolling your eyes.

Picking up the drink to bring back to Kuroo, you leave Kei alone in the kitchen, knowing that if you stay you’ll get into an argument and you don’t want to fight right now. Not at his friend’s party, in front of everyone.

“Hear you go, Boss,” you smile up at Kuroo, handing him his refill.

“Ooh, say it again, kitten,” he flirts, draping his arm around your shoulders as he takes his drink from you.

“You’re too much, Kuroo,” you laugh, trying to slide out of his hold on you, because you can feel Kei’s eyes glaring daggers at you.

“Or am I not enough,” he winks at you, letting you slip out of his arm.

Walking back to Kei, you see him standing with his hand in his front pocket and his knuckles turning white at how tightly he’s holding his glass.

“I think it’s time for us to go, Kei,” you tell him, prying the drink out of his hand.

“You sure you don’t want to stay and flirt with our host some more?” He slurs.

Looking up into his eyes, clouded by the alcohol, you shake your head at him.

“I’m going home, Kei. If you want to stay here and act like a baby, be my guest,” you scoff at him, walking away for him to see you’re serious.

“Fine,” you hear him grumble as he follows you out the door.

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[supremeuppityone]

OMG this was hilarious!

[neonstatic]

I had saved some messages in my inbox: kind words and cute pictures, all sorts of sweet interactions... Some from ppl I've lost contact with... And they're all gone. I receive a bunch of asks lately and yesterday I just deleted a few after being done with em, and now everything's gone and I am so unbelievably heartbroken abt it

[mp3ondeadleaves]

help someone give me a mcr5 i need it now

[thesunmakesmetired]

Its pride month and I dont have a girlfriend?

Kinda homophobic tbh-

[saix-unicorn]

I'm sorry but... the stimulate... it works on anyone whatever their gender...

Everyone is cannonically bi (at least)

[novaraptorus]

you jnkw whag rbey sag! "noooo dint fjkinvg do tbag please"

[lottiecrabie]

who is gonna mention that lottiecrabie blurb is just a fic but in lower caps

[medeaft]

Saintpaulia 2022 Ink on paper

It's been a while since I posted FKG fanart, so here she is. I think she was my first flower knight.

[jjwannie]

FLYING KISS GUY (cr.)

[strawberrycheeks-and-glasses]

~Sweet Talker~

Miya Atsumu x f!reader | rated E | 5k~

Summary: Moving back to your home town after a devastating break up one year ago, you meet, sweet talking, Miya Atsumu.

Inspired by the song Sweet Talker by Sarah Hemi

Driving along in your hometown, it’s a beautiful sunny day. Feeling the warmth of the new summer sun on your skin as you let the wind slip through your fingers, like a silk ribbon, holding your hand out the window.

Sitting at a stop light, playing the wind, a motorcycle appears in your side mirror, coming up behind you. The black and yellow streaks on the bike catch the light of the sun, grabbing your attention and staring at the reflection as the rider slows to a stop next to you. Glancing at the rider next to you out of the corner of your sunglasses, you try not to make it obvious that you might be checking him out. Fixing your gaze on the red light, you see him slip off his helmet and suddenly a bright yellow shag of hair appears at your window.

“Hiya,” he smiles sideways at you. His gloved hand reaching for your extend one, gently grasping it.

“What the-?” Trying to pull away, his grip on you pulls you into him, leaning down to kiss your knuckles.

“Miya,” he winks at you. “Miya Atsumu.”

Mesmerized by his amber eyes, you feel yourself relax into his hold on you.

“Does this usually work on girls?” You goad him, not wanting to give into his good looks right off the bat.

“You tell me,” he says with a cheeky smile.

A loud honk from behind you reminds you that you’re literally sitting in traffic getting hit on by, MSBY Black Jackals, setter, number 13, Miya Astumu.

Quickly glancing up at the, now green, light, you smirk at him.

“No,” you tease, stepping on the gas and driving away; your hand slipping from his as you go.

Staring at him in your rear view mirror, you laugh to yourself. What are the odds of running into him on your first day back in your hometown. Catching a glimpse of him in your side mirror, he’s putting his helmet back on, revving his bike, shooting out into the street to catch up to you.

Slowly coming up to your window again at the next red light, he lifts his helmet shield up to smile at you. His cheeks squish against the padding, making his smile softer and more adorable than his usual smolder.

“If that didn’t work,” he calls over to you. “Maybe I can take ya out, show ya around. Since yer new here ‘n all.”

“How do you know I’m not from around here?” You poke, wondering how he knew that.

“Yer license plates,” he chuckles.

Rolling your eyes behind your sunglasses, you click your tongue. “Well, I grew up around here so, don’t really need an escort.”

“Then maybe ya can show me around?” He tries to smirk, the helmet making him look more like a chipmunk than a fox.

“Don’t you have somewhere to be?” You nod to light above his lane, the green arrow now illuminated.

“Gotta go, princess,” he winks, flicking his shield back down and zooming around the corner.

Driving along, you decide to take the long way around, taking in the familiar sights of your childhood as you head towards your destination. Reminding yourself why you came back home in the first place.

It’s been over a year since your break up, and when your job offered a new position in your hometown, you jumped at the opportunity. You missed being home, and you wanted to get out of your old town, where everywhere you went reminded you of your ex. Besides, you missed your dad and ever since your mother passed, he’s thrown himself into his career, not taking care of himself like he should.

Pulling into the parking lot of a familiar building, you hop out of the car and walk in. You notice it looks renovated, completely new interior and nothing like you remember. Except the sounds that echo around you, the squeaking of shoes and slamming of a ball hitting the floor, those will never change.

Walking through the double doors that lead to the court in the gym your dad used to being you to as a kid, you see the players practicing. One of those players, you met just a few moments ago. Catching his eye, you smirk over at him as you walk over to your dad, MSBY Black Jackals head coach.

“Hey dad!” You smile at him, hugging him as he greets you.

“Guys! Bring it in!” He shouts over to the team. They all see you and flash wide smiles, jogging over quickly to meet you. “This is my daughter,” he says.

“Yer daughter?!” Atsumu asks, shaking his head at you with a crooked smile.

“Yes. Now, she’ll be stopping by every now and then since she just moved back,” your dad explains as you smile at the team, avoiding Atsumu’s gaze. “Don’t be weird and don’t get any ideas or I’ll bench ya,” he warns.

As all the guys greet you and welcome you to town, they kindly introduce themselves with warm smiles and then head back to the court to resume their practice.

“So,” Atsumu whispers to you off on the sidelines as he grabs his water, pretending to be innocently taking a break. “Ya knew who I was already.”

“Maybe,” you smirk, picking up empty water bottles to refill.

“Ya think yer slick, don’t ya?” He chuckles.

“Not as slick as you, Miya,” you tease, tossing him a towel and taking the bottles to refill, leaving him chuckling in your wake.

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[neonstatic]

not one of my dear mutuals just figuring out i'm bisexual 😭 am i not lusting after men enough? should i bend over, salivate more? do you not take me srsly when i babygirl a grown man? does my miles robbins "he my shawty" post mean nothing to you