#Oral Rinsing Needles

[kdlmedtech]

Oral Rinsing Needles: Tips for Making the Right Choice

Oral hygiene plays a crucial role in maintaining your overall health, and an often overlooked tool in this process is the oral rinsing needle. Whether you’re a dental professional or someone looking to improve your oral care routine, choosing the right rinsing needle can make a significant difference. This guide will walk you through the different types of oral rinsing needles, factors to consider when selecting one, and debunk common misconceptions to help you make the best decision for your oral care needs.

What are Oral Rinsing Needles?

An oral rinsing needle is a small, specialized tool used to flush out debris and bacteria from areas in the mouth that are hard to reach with a regular toothbrush or dental floss. These needles are especially useful for people with periodontal issues, dental implants, or those undergoing orthodontic treatment. They deliver a controlled stream of liquid to clean between the teeth and around the gums, promoting healthier mouths and reducing the risk of infection. Understanding the different types of oral rinsing needles and what features to look for can help ensure you get the most effective tool for your specific needs.

Type of Oral Rinsing Needle

When it comes to oral rinsing needles, there are two main categories to consider: standard and specialized. Knowing the difference between the two will help narrow down your options and find a product that best suits your oral hygiene requirements.

Standard Rinsing Needle Standard rinsing needles are designed for general oral hygiene purposes. They typically come in basic sizes and materials, and are perfect for everyday use. These needles are effective at removing food particles, reducing plaque buildup, and helping to maintain healthy gums. They’re an excellent choice for anyone looking to enhance their daily oral care routine.

Specialized Rinsing Needle Specialized rinsing needles, on the other hand, are designed for individuals with more specific dental needs. These may include people who have undergone dental surgery, have dental implants, or need extra care due to gum disease. Specialized needles often come in a variety of sizes and shapes to reach difficult areas in the mouth. They may also feature additional functionalities like adjustable water pressure or antimicrobial properties for better cleaning results.

Factors to Consider When Choosing an Oral Rinsing Needle

Selecting the right oral rinsing needle involves more than just picking the first option you see. Several important factors should be considered to ensure you get the best tool for your oral health needs.

Size and Design The size and design of the oral rinsing needle are crucial in determining how effective it will be. If you have a small mouth or need to clean hard-to-reach areas, look for a needle with a slim, flexible design. For more general cleaning, a standard-sized needle might suffice. Pay attention to the length and tip shape, as these will affect how easily the needle can navigate around your teeth and gums.

Material and Durability The material of the oral rinsing needle is another important consideration. Most rinsing needles are made from stainless steel or medical-grade plastic, both of which are durable and easy to clean. Stainless steel needles are typically more robust and long-lasting, while plastic options may be more affordable but less durable over time. Choose a material that aligns with your needs for longevity and ease of maintenance.

Ease of Use No one wants a tool that’s difficult to handle. Ease of use is particularly important if you’re new to using oral rinsing needles. Look for designs that offer a comfortable grip and are easy to maneuver in the mouth. Some products come with ergonomic handles or angled tips, making them simpler to use without needing advanced skills or practice.

Common Misconceptions While oral rinsing needles are incredibly useful, there are some common misconceptions that might deter people from using them. Let’s clear up a few myths:

“Oral rinsing needle are only for people with dental problems.“ This is not true. Oral rinsing needles can improve oral hygiene for anyone, not just those with specific dental conditions.

“They’re difficult to use.” Many people think that oral rinsing needles are complex and require special training. In reality, most modern designs are user-friendly and easy to incorporate into daily care.

“They can damage your gums.” When used correctly, oral rinsing needles are safe and effective. In fact, they help clean areas that brushing and flossing might miss, reducing the risk of gum disease.

Conclusion

Choosing the right oral rinsing needle depends on your specific dental needs, the design and material of the tool, and how easy it is to use. Whether you’re looking for a standard needle to improve your daily oral care routine or a specialized option for post-surgical maintenance, there’s an oral rinsing needle out there for you.

Take the time to research and consider the factors discussed in this guide to ensure you select the best product for your needs. If you’re ready to explore high-quality oral rinsing needle supplies, check out the offerings at kdlnc.com, where you’ll find a range of tools designed to support your oral health.

Source :Oral Rinsing Needles: Tips for Making the Right Choice

[syubseokie]

all on my tongue (i want it) | khj

― pairing: kim hongjoong x pierced afab!reader ― genre: explicit, a lil fluff, idol au ― word count: 2.6k ― warnings: oral sex (m receiving), cum swallowing, pet names (baby, babe), reader has a tongue piercing, a hint of cockwarming ― summary: Your voice is coaxing but not demanding, and Hongjoong acquiesce to your siren call. Soon, the gentle prodding of your tongue bleeds into longer strokes and your lover shivers at the sensation. Yet, something feels different... OR The one where you surprises Hongjoong with a new tongue piercing ― notes: at the end.

"Do you think I'd suit a tongue piercing?"

The question is completely random and you had not even realised the words left your mouth until you noticed your sister stare at you with wide-eyes and an excited grin.

"Yes, oh my god!"

You hum, pulling a quick inhale on your vape, before asking, "Should we go get it done now?"

"Damn! Hongjoong only left last night and you're already spiralling." She teases. "Let me smoke this last cone and then we can go."

You wave your dismissively, thinking over the spontaneity of this afternoon's session with your sister and the upcoming event. It was not often your sister had a day off, but being that you were at home on your own for the next month, she decided to "pull a sickie" and crash your apartment; arms lined with snacks, a bag of the devil's lettuce, and her home-made gravity bong.

The sound of spluttered coughing brings you out of your quiet musing and you snort as she chugs back her fruit juice. "You good?"

She nods, a slight wheeze escaping her lips, before she reaches over to take a hit from your vape. You allow her to do so, stealing her drink and taking a gulp, before standing up and motioning her to follow. "Alright, let's go get a tongue piercing."

∞

"What are we getting today, hun?"

It suddenly hits what you're about to do as you fill in the consent form, and you hope your voice is clear of nerves when you reply, "Tongue piercing."

Once the form is completed and the payment finalised, you and your sister follow the piercer into a smaller room where she instructs you to sit on the edge of a black cushioned table. Your sister sits on a chair opposite you, playing absentmindedly with her own tongue bar, but you can see the excitement in her eyes as your piercer preps the required instruments.

"Don't be nervous," your sister chimes when she notices your gaze, "You're going to look so cool with it once it's done. And it doesn't even hurt!"

You glance at the clamp in the piercer's gloved grasp before looking back to your sibling. "You sure?"

She offers you a reassuring smile. "Trust me. The healing process is probably worse than the actual needle and it doesn't even take that long to heal either."

The piercer agrees, informing you of what to expect in the coming days and weeks as your tongue heals. They remind you to rinse your mouth daily with warm water and salt, and also advise what foods will be easier to eat during the next two weeks. "Are you ready?"

You inhale deeply, steeling your nerves. "Let's do it."

∞

Using the bathroom mirror, you stare at the cute barbell that sits on your tongue. After three-and-a-half weeks since your initial visit, you returned to the piercing studio to check the healing progression. You had spotted the light blue aurora borealis designed jewellery in the glass cabinet when you entered the store for your follow-up appointment, and after receiving the go ahead to change the piece to a slightly shorter bar, you requested the pretty one that had caught your eye.

Safe to say, you were very happy with your impulsive decision and you had a feeling your boyfriend would be too.

Speaking of...

The feeling of excitement (and, to be honest, relief) floods your system when you glance at your phone to see Hongjoong's text reminding you he and the members were finally back in the country. You do not consider yourself a needy partner, but you cannot deny how much you missed him — or at least being in the same time zone. Phone calls, voice notes, and sending tiktoks could only fill the gap of his missing presence so much, and you could not wait to wrap your arms around his frame once again.

Nor could you wait to wrap your tongue around his c—

The sound of his ringtone breaks through your thoughts, and you are quick to answer his call.

"Baby?"

A smile graces your features when you hear the familiar endearment, and you switch off the bathroom light before making your way into the living room. "Hi Joongie," you reply with a soft voice. "Are you out of the airport now?"

"I am. Did you want to come to our place or should I come to your apartment?"

You hum, mulling the options over. "I'm not too fussed. What's easier for you?" There is a bit of rustling on his end and you faintly hear Wooyoung's voice in the background.

"I'll come to your place," he decides. "I'll drop my things off first and shower before heading over. Is that okay?"

"Of course, love. Are you sure you're not tired, though? We can always see each other tomorrow or once you've settled back in. I'm not going anywhere, Joong."

Despite the tiredness you hear in his tone, he waves off your concern with assurance that he wants to see you. "I miss you."

His words make your chest flutter and you can't help but internally roll your eyes at how soft you are for him. "Alright then. I'll get some food sorted."

"You are heaven-sent. See you soon."

∞

It is just over an hour later when you hear the tell-tale sign of your apartment door opening, followed by the removal of shoes and Hongjoong's dulcet voice calling out for you. Having just finished whipping up a pot of stir-fry with whatever you had in your fridge, the aroma of a home cooked meal wafting through the air and the low sounds of lo-fi music welcomes your boyfriend into your place.

Quickly wiping your hands with a kitchen towel, you go to greet Hongjoong but his excitement to see you is palpable as he meets you halfway with a playful "Honey, I'm home!", before wrapping you in his embrace. You chuckle, allowing him to bury his head in your neck, and return his hug. His scent is familiar and overwhelming in the best of ways, solidifying his physical presence.

"I'm glad you're back," you murmur while gently running your fingers through his hair. "I missed you."

He responds with a low hum and his arms around you tighten just a fraction. "I missed you too. So much." He slightly loosens his hold enough to press a much-needed kiss to your lips, but before he can deepen the action, you pull away and offer him a knowing smile.

"Are you hungry? Food's ready."

He shakes his head and brings you back into his arms. "Not hungry right now. Not for food anyway." His mouth begins a trail from your collarbones, up your neck, and back towards your lips, his hands stationed in your hips to steady your wavering frame. "One month away from you is far too long."

You cannot help but sigh happily at the sensations he offers; tilting your head back to grant him access to your neck as he makes his way back down the opposite side. "You're being dramatic. It wasn't that bad. I'm sure you and your right hand became well acquainted again on the nights you really missed me."

Hongjoong huffs, his breath tickling your neck deliciously and you fight the urge to rub your thighs together because there was no way you were going to let him know just how much he was affecting you. God, you are so weak for him.

"While that's true," he says, his thumbs digging into your sides just a little deeper, making you emit a small, undignified sound, "It certainly doesn't beat the feeling of your tight pussy. Or your mouth."

His vulgar words stir something inside of you, and you quickly decide that food can definitely wait. "In that case," you hum, pushing him towards your sofa, "I have a surprise for you."

He responds with a single eyebrow raise before collapsing on the furniture as you settle on your knees in front of him. A knowing smirk plays on your lips when you see the outline of his semi pressing against the confines of his black jeans, and you waste no time in unzipping his pants and pulling him out of his briefs. A quiet hiss escapes his mouth once you begin stroking him gently, coaxing him into full hardness before placing a chaste kiss on the tip.

"Close your eyes, Joongie. Let me make you feel good."

Hongjoong does not argue; simply allowing his head to fall against the back of the chair and his eyes to flutter shut. Your touches are magic in the way he feels the tension in his muscles ease and a giant sigh mixed with relief and pleasure fall from his lips. Kitten licks from his tip down to the base are less of a teasing gesture and more of a warm up before the sound of you spitting into your palm and taking hold of his hard member makes his balls clench in anticipation. He moans softly and resists the urge to beg for your mouth. You know what he needs at this very moment, and all he has to do is enjoy it.

"Relax for me, baby."

Your voice is coaxing but not demanding, and Hongjoong acquiesce to your siren call. Soon, the gentle prodding of your tongue bleeds into longer strokes and your lover shivers at the sensation. Yet, something feels different—

With purpose, you flatten your tongue against Hongjoong's cock and drag it upwards in a painstakingly slow motion. His nostrils flare, and just as he opens his eyes to lock with yours, you swipe your muscle along the slit of the head, making sure he feels the piercing where you want him to.

"Holy fuck—" he gasps, staring at you in awe. "Baby, did you— fuck —did you get your tongue pierced?"

Your eyes twinkle in delight. Rather than respond verbally, you choose to focus on bringing your boyfriend to perfect absolution by taking him in your mouth and slowly pushing him down your throat. The sound he makes is one that has you clenching in excitement, and it isn't long before you feel his hands settle on the back of your head. You hum around his cock, the vibrations making him moan again, before dragging your lips and tongue back to the tip. You continue doing this in a relaxed manner for a few minutes, enjoying the sounds falling from your boyfriend’s lips, until you decide to up the ante by steadying your palms on his thighs and increasing your pace.

"Shit!"

Satisfied with his reaction, you carry on; occasionally meeting his dark gaze with your own, but never stopping. Even when you begin to feel that familiar dull ache in your jaw, you switch up your movements by including your hands to work in tandem with your mouth.

Hongjoong is in pure bliss. Soft pants and whispers of your name and how good you are drip in honey-covered ecstasy, and he believes that if the world were to end that moment, there is no other way he would go (except, maybe, between your thighs but semantics ). The sound of wet slurps mixed with the sensation of your pierced tongue and soft hands brings him closer to that just-out-of-reach high, but when you take him wholly in your mouth again — your nose pressing against his neatly trimmed pubic bone — and swallow, that high brushes against the frays of his sanity.

"Baby," he mutters with a choked gasp, "f-fuck, baby, I'm really—" another wheeze as his orgasm crawls up the base of his spine. "I'm really fucking close."

You do not pull back. In fact, your grip on his thighs tighten as you bob your head up and down his length with determination while maintaining eye contact. Drool leaks from the corner of your mouth with each push and pull, and there are unshed tears pooling in your waterline. You are not particularly fond of the mess that comes with giving head, but Hongjoong loves it messy and you love making him happy.

Hongjoong is at his wits ends and barely coherent when he tries to warn you. "Shit. Baby. I'm going to — f-fuck — I'm so close ." His words are desperate, body tense and breathing shallow. "Please, baby. Where? Where c-can I...?"

You pull back and take hold of his throbbing cock. Spews of curses and praise mixed with wet squelches resound loudly. You close your eyes and open your mouth with your tongue out.

The sight of the pretty coloured jewel sitting snugly on the awaiting muscle is enough to send Hongjoong over the edge.

A long, drawn-out groan is heard seconds before you taste the familiar thick, warm fluid. Your upper lip catches a bit of his release too and you eagerly swipe along its plushness. The pulsating member in your hand is a reminder that he is still going, and you teasingly stroke him until his whines signal his oversensitivity. Yet, even when he pleads your name with a warning hiss, you offer gentle kisses and soft licks to his softening cock.

—

Hongjoong shudders as exhaustion finally settles in. Normally, his stamina allows him to last a lot longer, but having gone without you than what is normal, he is not surprised at how quickly he succumbed to the pleasure of your warm mouth and knowing hands. Hongjoong does not know what nation he saved in his past life to have met you in this one, but as he watches you swallow his cum with a grateful sigh and a wistful smile, he wisely chooses not to question it. He is unsure how much time passes — though he suspects it has only been less than a few minutes — when you gently usher him to consciousness and hand him a hot bowl of the food you had prepared. There is another bowl in your hand for yourself, and he eagerly accepts the meal before gesturing to you to join him on the couch.

"Welcome home, Joongie."

Yeah. Hongjoong wisely chooses not to question it at all.

∞

A little something extra:

03:48am Buttcrack (Sister): A little birdy told me your boyfriend is home 👀 03:49am Buttcrack (Sister): Did you show him your piercing yet? 03:49am Buttcrack (Sister): What did he say? 03:51am Buttcrack (Sister): Helloooooo ??? 03:55am Buttcrack (Sister): Bro you better be dead or giving him head 03:57am You: It's literally crackhead hours wtf go to sleep 03:57am Buttcrack (Sister): What did Hongjoong say about your piercing? 03:58am You: Idk I was too busy sucking his dick 03:58am Buttcrack (Sister): Gross 03:58am Buttcrack (Sister): 🤢🤢🤢 03:59am You: gave him that hwak-TUH gawk gawk 3000 04:00am Buttcrack (Sister): brotha eugh 04:02am You: Fuck off I'm going back to sleep

Switching your phone to DND and placing it back on the charging dock, you curl back into Hongjoong's arms and close your eyes. His cock inside of you twitches and, despite the sensitivity you feel as a result of the activities that took place after your meal, you clench around him.

"Who were you texting?" Your boyfriend tiredly mumbles as he drags you on top of him.

"My sister."

He makes a humming noise and softly traces patterns along your bare back. "What did she want?"

"Wanted to know what you thought of my piercing. Told her I was too busy sucking your dick to ask." You answer, sleep dragging you into its warm embrace.

It is silent for a few moments. You are on the edge of fully succumbing to the land of dreams when Hongjoong's voice brings you back—

"Maybe I should get a tongue piercing."

―

fin.

a/n: hey, hi, hello!

uh…it's been a minute lol. and i'm an ateez girlie now (atiny wassuuuuuup)! i've had this sitting in the dungeons for a while after i spontaneously decided to get my tongue pierced at the start of this year when my partner visited their home country for a month. fun fact: all interactions with reader and reader's sister are actual conversations that transpired between my own sister and i (because she's the enabler out of all my siblings lmao). anywho, thought this would be a little fun thing to publish after two years of radio silence. i have been going through the trenches y'all and the imposter syndrome hit HARD when it came to my writing.

thank you so much for reading my work. i am always open to thoughts and feedback, so feel free to drop a like, reblog or leave me a comment!

please look forward to my other work ♡

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Mending Your Pain: Mark Hoffman NSFW

AN: Ive had this written for a while but I’ve never uploaded on here before and tbh i don’t think my work is up to par with other creators. I thought id give it a shot though. I have more of the series posted on my instagram which is the same as my tumblr.

TW: light blood play, degrading, praise, rough sex, oral (m and f receiving)

I wake up to a rustling sound in my living room. I turn to look at my clock. Jeez, its 2 am, what could be going on?

I get up and begin to walk out my bedroom door. I hear a familiar groan in the hallway. “Mark?,” i ask to the darkness in front of me.

I find the light switch and flick it on. He’s standing there, a gash on his forehead, a busted and bleeding nose and a busted lip. Thats just what i can see.

“Hey princess,” he says as i run to him.

He’s holding his side and is clearly in pain. “What happened?”

“A call didn’t go so well. He had some friends i didn’t know about and i didn’t have backup.”

I go to touch his side and he groans.

“Shouldn’t you be at a hospital?”

He’s breathing heavy.

“I probably should, but my princess always makes me feel better.”

I smile. I still think he should go to the doctor but maybe i can help. Ive been trained in some medical stuff which he probably already knows. “Here ill take a look.”

I take him back to my bedroom and sit him in my chair.

“You look good in my shirt baby,” he says.

I forgot i was wearing it. I put it on the night before because i missed him and wanted to feel comforted by him.

I go and get my first aid kit and my sewing kit incase i need it. I come back in and he’s sitting with his legs spread open, slumped down in my chair, smiling at me. I know he’s trying to get me going.

First, i check his nose and make sure it isn’t broken. When i touch it he grunts a little.

“Its not broken but it’ll definitely be bruised,” i tell him.

I take a wipe and wipe the blood from his nose and put a bandage on it. His lip will have to heal on its own but i can at least clean it up.

As i lean over and wipe his lip, he’s looking me deep into my eyes, his hands working their way up my back. He’s making me nervous.

I swallow back my emotions and continue to clean up his lip. Its his head that I’m worried about. I rinse it out with saline solution and dab it with gauze. I don’t think it’ll close up on its own.

“I think you’re gonna need a few stitches, can you handle that?,” i ask.

I look him in his eyes.

“Yeah, i can handle that. I have a high pain tolerance, go ahead,” he says in a certain kind of voice.

I open up my kit and grab a needle and thread. I get it ready and grab my lighter to sterilize it. As I’m about to loop it through the gash, his hand goes and sits on my ass.

“Just looking for something to squeeze if it hurts too bad.”

I roll my eyes at him. He grabs my throat and forces me to look at him.

“You wanna do that again?,” he says with a look in his eyes that he’ll make my eyes roll in a different way if i keep on.

“N-no… sir” i say.

He releases my throat and i can actually do what i need to. I get it looped through the first part and he’s squeezing my ass. I knew he was going to even if it didn’t hurt.

I continue with the stitches until i get most of it closed. When i get to the last stitch, i pull it all together and knot the end. I cut the thread and dab it with more cleaning solution.

“Okay, its all done,” i say.

I move and turn away from him for a second. I hear him stand up.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?,” i hear him say.

I turn back around to face him. I don’t know why he’s making me feel so nervous, like I’m a teenager facing my crush in a school hallway.

He’s taking off his jacket and lays it on the chair. The shirt he’s wearing is tight and conforms to his figure. Bits around his neck and armpits have sweat stains. I swallow again, holding back the throbbing thats begun below. He lifts his shirt up and pulls it off. I notice the giant purple and blue blotch that contains the pain he’s feeling. I notice other things that keep my eye focused on him.

His pants have slightly fallen to where i can see his v line leading to something i want so badly right now. What i would give to trace it with my tongue. His body is glistening with sweat in the path of my light.

“Aren’t you gonna come look at it?,” he says as he walks towards me.

He’s borderline on top of me, his broad frame making him seem bigger.

“S-sure,” i say, still not looking up at him.

I put my hands on his side and press around. He groans, not in enough pain to have an injury; just a giant bruise.

“I think you’re okay,” i say.

Im still admiring his body, the ways his muscles contort under his skin and thickness when he moves. My eyes move to his waist and hips, a perfect place for my legs to be wrapped around.

“Actually, i think i have some cuts on my thighs,” he says as he starts undoing his belt.

My insides and clit are throbbing like the beat to a metal song. He takes off his belt and steps out of his pants. I do notice some minor cuts on his thighs, but what i really notice is hard to look away from.

He’s wearing tight, dark blue underwear that conform to his hips and thighs and… him, greatly. Him. His cock is hard and going down his leg, twitching every now and then, like its begging to be emptied inside me. Im sure my face is flushed and my legs are shaking. He wants me to give in and break, but i wont. Not now.

“You should be fine, they’re just little scratches,” i say.

“Hm, maybe you should check my back then.”

He turns around like he knows he’s breaking me. He is, but he doesn’t have to know that. His back. God, his back. It’s sculpted and firm. The muscles he uses to carry me and throw me around like a rag-doll. My eyes move further down to his ass which is being held nicely in the underwear. Theres maybe one tiny scratch on his back.

“Your back is fine,” i tell him.

He turns around to face me. He’s looking at me, pondering whats going through my mind right now. He puts his hand on the desk beside my leg that hes now backed me up onto.

“Let me guess… you don’t want to give in and say that you were looking at my body and all of the dirty things it does to you. You think that you’re stronger than your urges for me and you want to try to make a point?,” he says while looking in my eyes.

Theres the nervousness again. I don’t have to respond, my face says it all. He takes my hand and puts it to his chest and slowly runs it down his body, my fingers pressing into his warm flesh.

He keeps going slowly until he gets to the band of his underwear. He starts to pull down his underwear using our hands. I don’t know how much longer i can take.

My insides are begging me to give up and let him take me but i want to hold out. He pulls his underwear down past his cock and it springs out. He lets out a breathy moan in my ear. He has a drop of pre cum dripping down his tip, still throbbing in sync with my insides. God i cant speak anymore, all i can do is stand here and let out little whines like a dog begging for food. I need the pleasure only he can give.

“Hmm, I’m impressed princess. But we both know you cant handle the way i touch you.”

He runs his nails gently up my thigh, his hand spreading to cup my thigh at the top. I cant break eye contact with his cock. He tilts my chin up to look at him, I’m biting my tongue.

“I know, its hard to not look at. Its big and makes you feel so good doesn’t it? You like the way I throb while I empty myself inside you?,” he says as he tucks my hair behind my ear.

It feels like I can’t breathe. I can’t- i cant do it anymore. I can’t think about anything but having him inside of me, releasing the tension thats built inside me.

“Please..” I whimper.

I run my hands up and down his body.

“Please what?,” he says, his hand going up my back. He moves closer so that his cock is resting on my thigh.

“I need you to- to take me,” i say, unable to form my words right.

“Hmm, i don’t understand?,” he says as he brushes my hair away and starts kissing my neck. “Do you want me baby?,” he whispers in my ear.

Thats it. I wrap my legs and arms around him, grinding onto his leg. He grabs my throat and squeezes.

“Tell me that you want me, get on your fucking knees and beg for me,” he groans. He backs off of me and i get down on my knees. He rubs his tip on my lip and i taste his salty pre cum.

“I want you inside of me,” i hear myself say,” i want to trace the dips of your muscles with my tongue,” i add on, hoping that he’ll give me something that will stop me from soaking my underwear.

He looks down at me and licks his lip. “Then go right ahead.”

Sometimes the way he looks at me, it tells me he could never say no to me. He loves the feeling of my mouth around his cock. You know what? He deserves to be teased too. I don’t take his cock in my mouth. I pull down his underwear and kiss on his thighs leading up to his stomach. I lick a streak up the contour of his v line. I look up and his jaw is tense. I’m getting somewhere.

His hand goes on the back of my head and presses me closer to him. I need him just as badly as he needs me.

“I suggest you put it in your mouth before i shove it in,” he says.

I give into him. I take him in my hand and put his tip in my mouth. I swirl my tongue around it, but i have a different plan. I know where his sensitive spot is. I move underneath his cock where his tip meets his shaft. I gently suck on that and his hands instantly grab onto my head.

“Fuck,” he groans before he pulls my head away entirely. His cock throbs. Guess he couldn’t handle it.

“You couldn’t handle me sucking your cock?,” i say in a tone that will definitely come back to haunt me later.

“Oh ill teach you a lesson on not being able to handle something.” He pulls me up by the throat and takes me to the bed. “You’ve barely seen what my tongue can do to you. I already can make you break so easily. I will end you this time.”

He lays me down and pulls off my underwear, pulling up my shirt enough to expose my breasts. He puts his mouth to my hole and i cant even describe what he does.

He starts to suck and lick and kiss and bite all at once it feels like. The pleasure is so intense my back arches, i grab onto him and try to push him away. He’s holding onto me tightly. I cant get away from him. I shouldn’t have teased him.

My hips squirm without me even trying to. My legs are shaking as he holds them down. The combination of how sensitive my clit is from being so fucking turned on and what he’s doing with his mouth is so intense. Im flooding his mouth and he doesn’t stop, he’ll never stop. Every time i cum i get more and more sensitive.

“Please,” i beg and whimper over and over again.

He keeps going for what feels like forever. I’ve lost count of the orgasms just from his mouth. My body keeps reacting to the movements of his tongue, but i feel like I’m going to pass out again. My tight grip on his hair has gotten to me just resting my hands on his head. My body is aching for more. The muscles in my thighs can’t tighten around his head anymore.

When i stop begging for mercy, he finally stops. His face slick and glistening with my juices. He crawls on top of me and makes me look him in the eye with a firm grip on my chin.

“Do you understand me?,” he asks.

I make out a breathy “yes”. I just realized we haven’t even had sex yet and I’m already so worn out.

“Don’t worry princess, ill be gentle.”

I still want him inside me, i just don’t know how much i can handle. He slides into me and i let out a whine. He pulls up my legs to rest on his shoulders. He holds my hips as he slowly thrusts into me. His mouth falls slightly open as small moans escape from his lips. He brushes my hair behind my ear out of my face.

“I like fucking you in my shirt, you look so pretty and ruined in it.” His thrusts start to speed up little by little.

Soon he starts doing that final thrust that feels incredible. The way he curls his hips just a bit at the end drives me wild. I don’t even care if i cum again tonight, i just want his cum inside me. I crave it.

He kisses me and i taste the blood on his lips. It sounds gross, but it only makes me want him more. Soon we’re wrapped around each other, kissing, sweating, begging for each other. I bite his busted lip and he groans. His cock throbs in me. Maybe he secretly likes pain a little too.

I taste his fresh blood in my mouth. His hand goes around my throat and breaks the kiss. He stops thrusting. He wipes his lip off with his thumb.

“Open your mouth,” he demands.

I open my mouth and he rubs his blood stained thumb on my tongue. Maybe I’m as fucked up as he is. I suck the rest of his blood off. He smiles down at me.

“God you’re a dirty girl aren’t you?”

“Only for you,” i tell him.

He kisses me harshly and starts thrusting even faster. “Dirty girls make me want to fill their insides with my cum.”

Im moaning for him again. “Please cum inside me,” i beg.

“Yeah? You haven’t had a load inside of you in a little while. Maybe thats why you’re so fucking tight around me. Your body wants my cum that bad?” His thrusts are getting sloppy. His moans are getting louder.

I want him to cum so badly. He’s holding onto me so tightly. “God you’re gonna fucking make me cum,” he accidentally whimpers.

He’s never made such a noise but it makes my insides quiver. The vein in his forehead pops out and his jaw tenses. He’s so close. I think i know how to get him to cum.

“Cum inside me daddy,” I whisper in his ear.

He groans and throbs as he finishes in me. I squeeze his cock tightly and milk him dry. He paints my walls with his warm seed until he’s empty. His hand goes around my neck.

“Call me that one more fucking time and ill make it the last thing you say before you get my cock rammed down your throat.” He knows he secretly likes it when i do it.

He pulls out of me and his cum pours out, gushing down my ass and off the bed. He grabs his clothes and puts them back on, wincing if something hits his side.

I slide off of the bed and stand like a newborn deer. My legs are shaking so badly and his cum is still dripping down my leg.

“I have some work to do. Ill come back and see you when I’m done.”

I walk over to him and he holds me up by my waist. He kisses me and i feel like i know what work he has to do. Whether its with that john guy or his police work, he always kisses me like it could be our last.

“Thank you for taking care of me princess. I have one request,” he says.

“What?” He grabs my underwear and hands them to me.

“You put these on and sleep in the mess i made inside you.” I listen to him and put my underwear back on.

“Good girl. I love you,” he says as he puts me in bed and tucks me in before leaving.

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For the ask game- 2, 7, 25 for Christopher of course hahaahchfhdhdhdjd

Welcome back to my ask box XD I had to really think about some of these!

Do they wear perfume/cologne? If so, what scents do they prefer?

Fun fact about giants: they have a more sensitive sense of smell than we're used to as humans. Christopher in particular has a really sensitive nose. So if he's going to need to focus on anything smell-related (i.e. finding humans), he won't wear anything that would interfere with that. That being said, on special occasions, he has a cologne he really likes - not too overpowering, with just a subtle earthy scent. Like...teak, I think? The sensitive sense of smell thing goes both ways - perfumes/colognes have a bit more of an impact on giants, so their use is much more intentional/appreciated.

Do they have any unusual fears?

Oh, besides the crushing weight of abandonment- Christopher doesn't like needles. He HATES getting his blood drawn, or getting shots. But he also has way too much pride to admit to this, so he usually ends up just sucking it up. (His face doesn't do a very good job at hiding it, though)

Do they have a daily/nightly routine?

If anything, Christopher is a man of routine. I've mentioned the fact that he is really stringent about oral hygiene before, but he definitely flosses, brushes his teeth, and rinses with mouthwash twice a day. He's definitely more of a morning person, though. He takes a shower just about every morning, does his hair (he puts a lot more time into that than he'd like to admit), and always makes his bed. Every night, before he goes to sleep, he likes to check the locks on his doors, just to make sure. He can be a bit of a worrier sometimes.

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Your Comprehensive Guide to Ear and Tongue Piercing: Finding Studios, Kits, and Instruments | StudexArabia.Quora.Com

Ear and tongue piercing have long been popular forms of self-expression, allowing individuals to adorn themselves in unique and meaningful ways. Whether you're interested in finding a nearby studio, exploring DIY kits, or understanding the tools involved, this guide covers all aspects of safe and stylish piercing. From classic earring styles to trendy studs, we'll delve into the art of body piercing.

Navigating Your Options for Ear Piercing:

The journey of ear piercing begins with finding the right studio. Searching for "ear piercing near me" is a crucial step, but proximity is not the only factor to consider. Reputable studios prioritize cleanliness, professionalism, and expertise. Look for reviews and recommendations to ensure you choose a place with experienced piercers who adhere to strict hygiene practices.

A reputable studio offers a diverse range of earring options, from studs to hoops, allowing you to choose what resonates with your style. Multiple ear piercing studs are becoming increasingly popular, allowing for creative combinations that reflect your personality.

Exploring Ear Piercing Kit and Machine:

For those who prefer a DIY approach, ear piercing kit is readily available. These kit typically include sterilized piercing earrings, marking tools, and aftercare instructions. While convenient, it's crucial to proceed with caution. Follow the instructions meticulously to prevent infections and ensure proper placement. Opt for hypoallergenic materials to minimize the risk of adverse reactions.

Ear piercing machine is another modern option, using controlled pressure to create accurate piercings. However, only skilled professionals should operate these machines to ensure safety and precision.

Embracing Piercing Earrings and Studs:

Piercing earrings come in various designs, catering to different tastes. Classic studs are a timeless choice, while hoops offer a more contemporary look. When selecting earrings, prioritize hypoallergenic materials such as surgical stainless steel or titanium to avoid complications.

Trends like multiple ear piercing studs have brought a new dimension to piercing. This trend allows you to curate a unique constellation of earrings, showcasing your individual style.

Navigating Tongue Piercing:

Beyond ear piercing, tongue piercing is an edgy option. Tongue studs are inserted through the center of the tongue, making professional expertise essential. Choose a piercer experienced in tongue piercings to ensure proper placement and reduce discomfort.

Tongue piercing requires meticulous aftercare due to the oral environment. Rinsing with saline solutions after eating helps maintain hygiene and promote healing. Keep in mind that tongue piercings have a longer healing period compared to ear piercings due to the constant movement of the tongue.

The Role of Ear Piercing Instrument:

The success of an ear piercing largely depends on the instruments used. Properly sterilized and appropriate instruments minimize pain and the risk of infections. Piercers use specialized ear piercing instrument designed to create precise holes while minimizing trauma to the surrounding area.

Whether it's a needle or a piercing gun, ensure that the instruments are sterilized and used by trained professionals to ensure a safe and comfortable experience.

Overcoming Challenges and Pitfalls:

Opting for professional piercers and studios is crucial to avoid common pitfalls. DIY piercing attempts using non-sterile items can lead to infections. Changing earrings or studs too early can disrupt the healing process. Patience and adherence to aftercare guidelines are key to a successful outcome.

Prioritizing Aftercare and Healing:

Regardless of the type of piercing, proper aftercare is vital. Following instructions provided by your piercer or kit is essential to prevent infections. Regularly cleaning the pierced area with a saline solution maintains hygiene. Each piercing has a unique healing timeline; avoid rushing into jewelry changes to prevent complications.

Celebrating Individuality Through Piercings:

Piercings go beyond aesthetics; they're a celebration of individuality. They hold cultural significance, convey personal stories, and empower self-expression. Beyond the visual aspect, piercings are a journey of self-discovery and confidence-building.

As you embark on your piercing journey, prioritize safety and professionalism. Whether it's classic earrings or multiple ear piercing studs, your piercings tell a unique story. Embrace the beauty of self-expression through body art.

The Cultural Significance of Piercing:

Piercings have a rich history and cultural significance that span across different civilizations and time periods. In some cultures, piercings were used as rites of passage or symbols of status and identity. For instance, ancient Egyptian royalty adorned themselves with earrings as symbols of power. In modern times, piercings continue to hold cultural meaning for many individuals.

Understanding the cultural significance of piercings adds depth to your personal journey. Whether you're honoring traditions or creating new ones, your piercings become a bridge connecting you to history and heritage.

Exploring Advanced Piercing Techniques:

While ear and tongue piercings are the most common, the world of body piercing offers an array of advanced options. From nose piercings to belly button piercings and beyond, these unique choices enable you to express yourself even further. However, advanced piercings often require extra care and research due to their unique healing processes.

When considering advanced piercings, consult a professional piercer with experience in these specialized techniques. They can provide valuable insights into aftercare, healing timelines, and suitable jewelry options.

Enhancing Aesthetics with Jewelry:

The jewelry you choose for your piercings plays a significant role in enhancing aesthetics. Beyond the initial piercing, the jewelry you wear becomes a focal point of your look. Experiment with different earring styles, colors, and materials to complement your style and outfits.

For ear piercing studs, you can mix and match various sizes and shapes to create a visually appealing arrangement. Hoops offer a versatile option that can be worn for both casual and formal occasions. Remember that jewelry can be changed once the piercing is fully healed, allowing you to refresh your look whenever you like.

Overcoming Fear and Misconceptions:

Fear of pain or complications can deter individuals from getting piercings. It's important to address these concerns and debunk common misconceptions. While there may be some discomfort during the piercing process, it is usually brief and manageable. Reputable piercers use techniques that minimize pain and ensure your comfort.

To ease fears, research the piercing process, read about others' experiences, and consult with professional piercers. Knowledge can empower you to make informed decisions and embark on your piercing journey with confidence.

Long-Term Care and Maintenance:

Piercings are a commitment that extends beyond the initial procedure. Long-term care is essential to prevent infections and maintain the beauty of your piercings. Even after healing, continue to clean your piercings regularly and avoid exposing them to harsh chemicals or irritants.

For individuals with multiple ear piercing studs or intricate arrangements, take extra care to clean between each earring. Regular check-ups with your piercer are recommended to ensure the health and integrity of your piercings.

Reflecting on Your Piercing Journey:

As time passes, your piercings become a part of your story. Each piercing holds memories, experiences, and milestones. Whether it's the excitement of the first piercing, the confidence that developed, or the artistic exploration of jewelry, your piercings are a canvas reflecting your personal journey.

Take moments to reflect on how your piercings have impacted your life and style. Embrace the growth and change they symbolize, and continue to evolve your piercings along with your evolving identity. Read more...

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Say Goodbye to Acne: Effective Pimple Removal Techniques

Acne is one of the most common skin problems faced by people all over the world. It is characterized by the appearance of pimples, blackheads or whiteheads on the skin. Acne can occur on the face, neck, chest, back and shoulders. It is most commonly seen in teenagers, but can affect people of all ages.

There are a number of factors that can contribute to the development of acne, including hormones, diet, stress and certain medications. Acne can be a very embarrassing and frustrating problem, but there are a number of effective treatments available.

One of the most effective treatments for acne is pimple removal. Pimple removal can be done at home using a number of different techniques. The most important thing to remember is to be gentle with the skin.

One of the simplest and most effective ways to remove pimples is to use a cotton ball soaked in warm water. Apply the cotton ball to the pimple for a few minutes. This will help to soften the pimple and make it easier to remove.

Once the pimple is soft, you can use a comedone extractor to remove it. A comedone extractor is a small, curved tool that is used to remove blackheads and whiteheads. It is important to sterilize the comedone extractor before each use.

To use the comedone extractor, place the curved end over the pimple and apply gentle pressure. The pimple should pop out easily. If it does not, you can try using a needle to puncture the pimple. Once the pimple is popped, you can use a cotton swab to remove any remaining pus.

Another effective pimple removal technique is to use a lemon. Lemons contain citric acid, which is a natural astringent. To use this technique, cut a lemon in half and rub it over the affected area. Leave the lemon juice on for a few minutes before rinsing it off with warm water.

Causes of Acne Pimples

Acne is one of the most common skin conditions, affecting millions of people around the world. Though it is most commonly associated with adolescence, it can affect people of all ages. There are many different factors that can contribute to the development of acne, but two of the most common are clogged pores and bacteria.

Clogged Pores

One of the main causes of acne pimples is clogged pores. Pores are tiny openings in the skin that allow oil and sweat to be released. When these pores become clogged with dirt, oil, and dead skin cells, they can become enlarged and inflamed, leading to the formation of pimples. Clogged pores can be caused by a number of different things, including:

- Excess oil production

- Dead skin cells not shedding properly

- Use of oily cosmetics

- Hormonal changes

Bacteria

Another common cause of acne is bacteria. When the pores of the skin become clogged, they provide the perfect environment for bacteria to thrive. This can cause the pores to become infected, leading to the formation of pimples.

There are many different treatments available for acne, depending on the severity of the condition. Some of the most common include topical medications, oral medications, and light therapy.

Types of Acne Pimples

Acne is a common skin condition that can be embarrassing and frustrating. There are many different types of acne, and each one requires a different treatment approach.

The three most common types of acne are blackheads, whiteheads, and pimples.

Blackheads are small, dark-colored bumps that form when your pores become clogged with oil and dead skin cells. They’re usually not painful, but they can be unsightly.

Whiteheads are similar to blackheads, but they’re white in color. They’re also small, but they’re harder to see because they’re usually buried under the surface of your skin.

Pimples are larger than blackheads and whiteheads. They’re also red and inflamed, and they can be painful. Pimples are caused by a build-up of oil, dead skin cells, and bacteria.

FAQs about Acne Pimple Removal in Delhi

Acne is one of the most common skin conditions affecting people of all ages. Although it is most commonly seen in teenagers, it can also affect adults. Acne can be mild, moderate, or severe, and can lead to scarring. There are many myths about what causes acne and how to get rid of it. Here are five frequently asked questions about acne pimple removal in Delhi, with answers from experts.

What is the best way to remove pimples?

There is no one-size-fits-all answer to this question, as the best way to remove pimples will vary depending on the individual. However, some effective pimple removal techniques include cleansing the skin, using topical treatments, and undergoing professional treatments.

What are the causes of acne?

There are many factors that can contribute to the development of acne, including genetics, hormone levels, diet, and stress. While the exact cause of acne is unknown, it is thought to be related to an overproduction of oil in the skin.

Can acne be prevented?

There is no sure way to prevent acne, but there are certain things that can help reduce the likelihood of developing it. These include cleansing the skin regularly, avoiding touching the face, and managing stress levels.

How is acne treated?

Acne is typically treated with a combination of topical and oral medications. Topical treatments include benzoyl peroxide, retinoids, and antibiotics. Oral medications include antibiotics and hormonal therapy. In some cases, isotretinoin may also be prescribed.

Does acne ever go away?

For most people, acne will eventually go away with time. However, some people may experience persistent or recurrent acne. If this is the case, it is important to see a dermatologist for treatment.

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Express Yourself with Style: The Trendsetting Horizontal Labret Piercing

Introduction:

In the world of body modification and self-expression, piercings have carved a unique niche, allowing individuals to showcase their personality and creativity. One such striking form of piercing is the Horizontal Labret Piercing. This captivating adornment has gained immense popularity among those seeking a distinctive and edgy look. In this article, we will delve into the details of the Horizontal Labret Piercing, exploring its origins, procedure, aftercare, and the unique style statement it offers.

Unveiling the Horizontal Labret Piercing:

The Horizontal Labret Piercing is a bold and innovative take on traditional lip piercings. Unlike its vertical counterpart, which enters the lower lip from the top and exits through the bottom, the horizontal labret pierces through the lip horizontally, typically near the cupid's bow or slightly above the chin. This placement provides a visually striking and symmetrical aesthetic, drawing attention to the center of the face.

Origins and Cultural Significance:

The art of body piercing dates back centuries and has been practiced by various cultures for reasons ranging from rituals and traditions to personal adornment. The Horizontal Labret Piercing, while not as ancient as some other forms of piercings, has gained prominence as a contemporary statement of individuality and style. Its roots can be traced to the modern body modification and alternative fashion movements that have evolved over the past few decades.

The Procedure and Pain Factor:

Like any piercing, the Horizontal Labret Piercing should be performed by a skilled and experienced professional. The process involves carefully marking the desired entry and exit points, followed by the actual piercing using a sterilized needle or a dermal punch. While pain tolerance varies from person to person, many individuals report a manageable level of discomfort during the procedure, which is relatively brief.

Aftercare and Healing:

Proper aftercare is essential to ensure the healing process is smooth and free from complications. Piercing studios typically provide detailed instructions, which may include rinsing with a saline solution, avoiding oral contact with the piercing, and refraining from playing with the jewelry. It's important to follow these guidelines diligently to prevent infection and promote quick healing. Healing times can vary, but on average, the Horizontal Labret Piercing may take several weeks to a few months to fully heal.

Making a Style Statement:

What sets the Horizontal Labret Piercing apart is its unique ability to make a bold style statement. This unconventional piercing instantly draws attention to the center of the face, framing the lips in an alluring and captivating manner. Wearers can choose from an array of jewelry options, including curved barbells, captive bead rings, and even studs adorned with gems or intricate designs. The versatility of this piercing allows for personalization, ensuring that individuals can express their distinct personalities through their chosen jewelry.

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Synopsis: A pretty girl like you had lead a life so boring that at 25 you're feeling far too restless. Letting your friends decide what exactly you should do to shake up the monotony in your life, one of them suggests a piercing. Not just an piercing, a tongue piercing. Nervously researching for months until you find the perfect tattoo parlor co owned by Sero Hanta and Bakugou Katsuki. Will this piecing finally bring color back to your gray life or will it make you hate the color red?

Warnings : piercings bb, so needles etc.

AN : this was an idea born in DMS that went straight off the dome in drafts posted HERE and I added another part and though fuck it make it a fic. wc3512

To say you weren't nervous would be a bold face fucking lie. Almost shaking as you sit on a table in a back room of Spit Ink while the hottest, and meanest, looking piercer gathers together the tools needed for your piercing.

Your tongue piercing.

The one that's supposed to help shake up your boring drab as fuck life.

Nails biting into the cushy and clean pleather seat as the male five years your senior looms over you.

You have to have your tongue lolled out for him to work so he can hold it in place with a tool but as he's about to grab the wet muscle he notices the way it quivers and shakes and for the first fucking time he's having a nasty thought about a client, about his cum hitting your tongue and mixing with your spit that starts to pool onto the sanitary paper bib he put on to catch the blood and drool.

"Bakugou?" His assistant calls him, pulling him out of his stupor. With a growl he grabs onto your shaking tongue and tries to swallow desire whole from the pretty groan you make.

Instead he chokes on it

It doesn't help how your tongue swirls around his cherry flavored gloves as he checks his work, making sure the piercing is in there correctly and that the bar is long enough for the inevitable swelling. Digits still in your mouth as he starts his lecture that most people ignore but your eyes were trained on him.

Hanging on every word

"It's gonna hurt and it's gonna fuckin swell for the next five days. Don't call us crying about it and if your think it's infected go to the fuckin doctor. Drink cold liquids, rinse with saline or salt water or alcohol free wash after every fucking meal. That means, snacks too dipshit, until it's healed. No licking random shit, no kissing and " he removes his fingers and grabs your chin, something he definitely doesn't normally do, keeping your gaze with his own intense crimson, "No oral."

"Got it?" He lets go and you nod quickly. Eagerly as he can feel your need for praise and approval seep off of you. With his assistant out of the room now he gives a wolfish grin.

"Good girl." He watches your thighs rub together and his cock twitches from pegging you right. He gives his back to you for now to wash his hands like the sis before.

"Um, do-" you clear your throat, "Do you do nipple piercings too?"

That wolfish grin curls up on his face again as he looks you over his shoulder and blatantly stares at your chest.

"I do everything."

You don't let too much time pass before you find yourself in the presence of Bakugou again. His large tattooed hands slipping into those cherry flavored gloves and it makes you salivate. It’s just him today, no red headed assistant as he gathers his things together, he glances over his shoulder and gives a vicious smirk.

“Yer tits still aren’t out?” The question makes you choke, it was stupid to be shy about taking them out when he would obviously have to see them to send the needle through and then thread in the bar.

Still your fingers shake as you grab onto the top of your dress. Easing it down the mound of your breasts and the weight of them being pressed by the ruched fabric closer to your chest makes them bounce.

Bakugou bites the inside of his lip with his modded canine. It digs too deep into the soft flesh and he laps at the sudden copper taste. Your tits were perfect, everything about them sent him into frenzied thoughts. Of them in his hands, of how soft they’d feel in his large palm, pinching at your nipples to make them hard.

But he didn’t have to, the peaks were already stiffening due to the cold air of the private piercing room. He travels up your tits to see you worrying your lip between your teeth, eyes downcast and he swallows thickly. Your meek expression has his cock twitching in his pants and all he can think about is all of the ways he’s going to ruin you.

Ruin the feel of anyone’s hands on your tits but his own. Anytime someone pawed at your body you’d feel the ghost of his hot palms, pressing and prodding as he molded you as he liked.

Fuck he should not be thinking that right now. He was a professional and he saw pretty tits almost three times a day with no issues before. So why would you, with the perfect sized areola that he could pull into his mouth while his sharp teeth gently scraped at your sensitive bud.

Fuuuuck

He stays quiet now trying to keep a serious expression when really he wants to just look at you. Drink you in and find all of your sensitive spots, he’s about to make your nipples extra sensitive in about five minutes. He wonders if you’ll cum from the pain others have before. Suddenly his ripped skinny jeans grow too tight in the crotch.

He sits on his rolling stool and comes closer to you. Your pretty tits in his face while you sit elevated from him. Corrosive bromine eyes eat at your skin causing a few nervous tremors to rack through your body.

“Ya nervous?” You look up at him and he’s wearing that smile. The one that makes him look like a wolf and you a lamb. Sharp canines are more noticeable while he’s below you like that poking gently into his lip just outside his snake bites. He watches your adam’s apple bob as you gulp audibly.

“A-a little.” You admit and you curl into yourself. As if you could hide away from his perceptive gaze.

“Don’t worry.” He purrs, gently lifting your tits and pushing them together, “I’m the fuckin best.”

He lets them spread to the top of your breast before slowly coming down to your nipples, thumb still hooked under the weight of your pretty tits. You jolt, arching your back and then bucking your hips when he does it again. Letting his fingers graze your nipples with more pressure than before.

“Sensitive.” He purrs and does the action again then again.

It's shameful how your underwear dampens more and more with each passing motion. A harsh squeeze at the fat of your tits before the pressure slowly lets up as he gets to your nipple pinching lightly. Rolling it between his thumb and forefingers. A gasp escapes your plush lips and the sound makes his cock ache. The more he plays with your tits, so slowly and with strong fingers gripping at you, the more your underwear starts to stick to your body.

The more you want to rut your hips and when you try to adjust how you’re sitting your dress rides up, giving him a peek between your thick thighs. Just seeing the damp spot that's growing on your pink underwear.

“So ya like black and pink?”

“Wha-what?”

“Yer underwear, Princess.” He looks down at them again and then back up to hold your doe wide eyes, “Yer showin ‘em off for me.”

“I-I, I’m not meaning to I-”

“I- I-. “ He mocks, “Sure yer not Princess.”

The nickname he’s given you makes you melt, makes you want to act stupid and get it written in his scrawl across your collar bone. Leave it to you to fall in love with the first guy who plays with your tits.

He looks down at the black bars and pink balls he’s got set out for the piercing and pulls his lip into his teeth, debating on if he should throw in a nipple charm for free. It’d look cute as hell and even better if it was in his signature color of red. Deadly smirk grows on his face as he adds the laced red charm that matches the color of his eyes. Hands making quick work of taking the hollow needle and placing the barbell that will be left behind inside your pretty nipple. When he looks up he sees your face drain of color, more than nervous now. You looked ill, like you were about to be sick.

Normally he’d just pierce them while they looked like that, not giving a shit how scared they were, the pain would pull them out of their head but he sets the needle down in the sterile bowl. His hands gripping at your hips and sliding them closer to the edge of the seat. The friction pulls you back into the moment.

“I’ll make it feel good, Princess.” He slides your hips against the seat again. Rolling them roughly as he watches you bite your lip as he sets a quick pace. Your mouth opens in a silent moan as he smirks up at you. He likes the way you squirm, how you place your hands over his but you don’t push away. Even moving along to his movements until your hips start to stutter. You look at him through your long lashes as embarrassed tears threaten to spill.

“So pretty like that.” He purrs, “So fuckin pretty and makin such a mess on my table.”

His eyes flicker between your legs and you see your arousal wetting the paper causing you to mewl loudly. You were so close, thighs spasming as he guided you over the edge. Throwing your head back in pleasure, mouth falling open in a breathy moan and pushing harder at his wrists as he tries to pull another one from you.

“Ya got one more in ya, Princess. I know ya do.” He growls, bruising grip as he presses you harder into the table, “This time lemme see your pretty face.”

Your tits are bouncing from the force he guides you and Bakugou stares at them with pure lust. You keep your eyes glued on him, the coil in your stomach already tightening as he watches the mind numbing pleasure start to rot that gorgeous head of yours.

“Cum.” This time you moan loudly as your body shakes, drooling cunt clenching around nothing desperately as you whimper from the slight overstimulation, “Good girl.”

His praise makes you dizzy as you pull in harsh breaths, shaking from post bliss. He goes to grab the needle with his free hand while the other still holds tightly to your plush hip. Quickly you grab the wrist attached to you. Your skin is clammy on his, tattoos swirling under your palm as you give him a doe eyed look. Was the nervousness back already? He gives a small smile, bringing both hands to squeeze your thick thighs, fingers making divots in your soft skin.

"M right here. It'll feel good. I promise Princess. Don'tchya trust me?"

"Y-yea." A slow nod as you release your knuckle white grip on him. He grinds your hips one more time to watch you squirm and mewl from the overstimulation and to make sure you were still sitting pretty. He keeps his eyes on you for a long moment before going back to your nipple. Passing the needle through the sensitive bud, the pain is so great, so pleasurable it makes you cum. Hard. Grilling at his shoulders and grinding your hips with a loud whine of his name.

"Bakugou." Fuck, you were not making this easy for him. Pretty tits bouncing in his face and suddenly he's imagining what you'll look like sinking down on his cock again. He swallows quickly. Placing on the red laced charm before screwing on the pink balls onto the black bar.

"Takin it so fuckin good." He purrs, leaning over to lay a soft kiss at the fat of your breast. Still a professional in his haze despite having a carnal desire to suck your soft skin and the pretty new metal into his mouth. To lazily lap at with his tongue until you cum loudly for him.

The next one is even more pleasurable, seeing stars as your hips stutter, sharp manicured nails biting into his tattooed shoulders as you whimper. Tears gently falling down your cheeks from how deliciously painful it is.

"Did so well Princess." Bakugou praises and it does nothing to quell your thirst, the throbbing in your nipples is nothing compared to the throbbing in your cunt. Desperately needing to be filled as you think about if he has any piercings of his own.

More than the nipple piercing that peeks out from under his oversized and stretched out muscle t with some heavy rock band on the front. Dermal piercings on his collar bones as well that make you wanna bite the red jewels. The same one that hangs from the charms on your own piercing. He notices you practically eye fucking him and grind.

"I did 'em all myself." Looking you directly in the eye as he palms his fat cock, "Even this one."

When you whimper out loud he laughs, delighting in your needy state. Leaning over to kiss well above your new piercing, this time sucking the skin into his mouth to leave a small mark. You try to keep him there, sharp nails scratching in his pretty ash blonde hair, grazing the undercut as you sigh. He leaves a few more well placed bruises, marking you as his now with both the charms and these little blossoms of color all over your pretty tits. Tracing them with the cool metal ball on his own tongue piercing.

After a few moments he pulls away, scooting back to get a better view of you. He looks over his work but needs just one more thing before he places the bandages over them.

"Stick out your tongue Sweetheart. Lemme see." Slowly you let your tongue hang out. The cherry red barbell ball you picked out is still bright. Your tongue healing beautifully and he really does wish he could use that pouty mouth to ease the ache of his weeping cock.

"Fuck." He growls out, palming himself, "Fuck lemme…"

He trails off, snapping off those bright red gloves and pulling out his phone. He waits until drool is dripping from the point of your wet muscle before he snaps a few pictures. Zooming in to get just your bruised tits and tongue in the picture.

"Perfect." He growls, "So pretty and perfect."

He places another chaste kiss at the tops of your breasts after he places on each bandaid, soothing your whimpers before he pulls up the top of your dress. He stands from his stool below you, offering you his big palm to steady yourself as you step off of the table. You patiently wait for him to give you care instructions as he did last time but instead he rattles off a long number before he makes his way to guide you to the receptionist desk passing you the purse you set down by the door.

"Better hurry up and save that in yer phone." Frantically you dig around your purse for your phone, praying to the gods you remember. Shit did he say five after the four or was it seven. He watches you panic with delight and grabs onto your waist. Squeezing tightly as his gruff voice sends a shiver down your spine.

"It'd be a shame if ya don't save it, then you'd just have to come back and see me."

[the-iceni-bitch]

Fix You

Pairing: angsty!soft!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Words: 4173

Summary: Bucky has been working hard at getting over the trauma that came from being the Winter Soldier, and you do your best to help him through it. But a particularly painful memory almost breaks him.

Warnings: ANGST (I’m so sorry y’all), explicit language, explicit sexual content (oral sex (F receiving), fingering, unprotected vaginal sex), soft!broken!Bucky, fluffy ending, TW: this fic contains implications of animal cruelty in a character’s past. It is extremely vague and non-specific but I will put a warning in the text itself if you still would like to read but this particular type of thing upsets you. Please be mindful of it my soft babies!! SMUT, 18+ ONLY!!!!

A/N: This is my entry to the Happy Hoelentine’s Day gift exchange hosted by the absolutely fabulous @chrissquares​, @drabblewithfrannybarnes and @amythedvdhoarder​. My giftee was @bucky-the-thigh-slayer happy v-day sweetie! 😘

Soo, apparently, I cannot just write a sprinkling of angst, I have to write cut your heart out of your chest and watch it beat in front of your face angst. This fic made me cry while writing it so if you are a big softie, you might want to skip this one. Don’t worry, I gave everyone a nice, fluffy, soft ending to soothe the pain!

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You weren’t sure what had initially roused you from sleep. Maybe it was the fact that you were used to Bucky’s frame being draped over you, smothering you with his body heat. Whatever had woken you at first, the sound of shattering glass snapped you from your dazed state immediately.

You flew out of the bed and ran towards the bathroom. The light was leaking from underneath the door and when you wrenched it open, you swore under your breath.

Bucky was seated on the floor by the tub, his head in his hands as sobs wracked his chest. The mirror over the sink was smashed, pieces of reflective glass scattered all over the counter and across the floor.

You ignored it, not even noticing as you cut the bottoms of your feet while making your way to him. You knelt beside him and drew him to you, tucking his head under your chin as you ran your hands over his back, trying to calm him down.

“I’m here, Buck.” You murmured as you pressed your lips to his hair. His breathing was coming in ragged gasps as he leaned into you, and you could tell he was still upset. “Do you want to talk about it, honey?”

He just shook his head as another sob ripped out of him, his fingers wrapping in your sleep shirt.

You knew this was all part of the process. Bucky had been working with Bruce and his psychiatrist for 6 months now on identifying and moving past his repressed memories, but damn if it didn’t break you heart every time a new one popped up. This one must have been especially painful, he hadn’t had a breakdown like this in months.

“Sweetie, I’m gonna call Bruce, ok?” He was still a mess, even with you there, and it made you worried.

“No, don’t leave me.” He looked up at you desperately as he leaned against your shoulder, his eyes a startling blue from his tears as he pleaded with you.

“Shit, Bucky.” God, you fucking hated seeing him like this. You felt so helpless. “I can call from here. FRIDAY? Let Banner know we need him, stat.”

“Will do, Y/N.” The AI chirped back at you.

You reached your arm to the sink and turned it on, running a washcloth under the warm water before bringing it back to rest against his forehead.

“Y/N? Bucky? It’s me, Bruce.” You heard Banner call from the front door.

“Yeah, we’re in the bathroom.” You called. Your shoulder was soaked with snot and tears as Bucky continued weeping against you.

“Jesus, what happened?” Bruce hissed when he found you, picking his was through the broken glass as he knelt to examine Bucky, opening his medical case.

“I dunno Bruce, I woke up and found him like this.” You did your best to straighten Bucky up as Bruce took his pulse before pulling back to assemble his otoscope.

“Ok, Barnes, I’m gonna give you a sedative, buddy.” Bruce murmured as he dug in his case again, bringing out a vial and syringe. “I called his doctor when I heard from you and she’s on her way, but she was in Chicago for a conference, so she won’t be in until later this morning. She gave me the ok to calm him down for now.”

You just nodded as you stroked Bucky’s hair, doing your best to distract him as Bruce wound the tourniquet around his arm before plunging in the needle. He released the band before pushing down the plunger, and you felt Bucky relax against you almost immediately.

“I hate this so much, Bruce. I just want to be able to do something for him.”

“You’re doing it, Y/N. I don’t think his recovery would be going so well if he didn’t have you.” He looked down at your feet and winced. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

“What? Oh, fuck.” Now that Bucky wasn’t occupying your attention, the slices on your feet and knees were throbbing.

“I don’t think you need any stitches, but I’m gonna use some skin glue to keep these from opening up repeatedly.” He muttered, rinsing the cuts with a betadine solution before patting them dry with some gauze.

“Thanks Bruce. Can you help me get him back to the bed?” You asked as he finished his work, throwing a towel over the broken glass and shoving it out of the way.

“Sure.” You each put one of his arms over your shoulders and hauled him to his feet, shuffling awkwardly back to the bedroom. “Dr. Laurent should be here around 10, if you could get him to the med center around then?”

“Of course Bruce, thank you so much.”

He just waved you off as he left, closing the door gently behind him. You changed into a new t-shirt and climbed back into bed, curling yourself around Bucky as you tried to fall back asleep, failing miserably.

  It had been two weeks since Bucky’s breakdown. His nightmares had gotten better, but you could tell he was still upset about things. He was barely talking to you, and he hadn’t initiated sex during that whole period. You could maybe coax some small talk out of him over meals, but you could tell he was avoiding talking to you about what he remembered. All you wanted to do was comfort him and he wasn’t letting you.

Dr. Laurent assured you that they were working through it, but that this particular memory was harder to move past. All you wanted to do was comfort him, but he wouldn’t let you close.

The two of you were sitting together in silence, you were going over some field reports with your feet resting in Bucky’s lap as he read some trash mystery novel that you would usually tease him about. Your phone rang from the coffee table and you stretched to pick it up, grinning when you saw it was your sister.

“Hey Frankie!” You said cheerily as you picked up. “What’s going on?”

Bucky smiled to himself sadly as he listened to you chat with your sister. He felt so guilty about what he was doing to you. You were amazing, and kind, but he was so worried that if he let you all the way in, you’d see what a monster he was and leave him.

“Oh my god, a puppy!?” You squealed, and Bucky felt all the blood drain from his face. “Send me all the pictures! We’ll have to come visit soon and meet him.”

Bucky stood up and walked towards the kitchen, getting himself a glass of water and drinking it down greedily.

“Hey, Frankie, can I call you back tomorrow? Great, love you!” You had picked up on Buck’s change in demeanor and followed after him. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing.” He muttered, filling his glass again and taking a sip.

You let out a deep sigh at his attempt to dodge. You knew you weren’t supposed to push him, but watching him withdraw from you like this was killing you.

“Bucky, please talk to me.” You pleaded, fighting the urge to go to him and wrap your arms around him, drawing all his pain into yourself as you held him tight.

He shook his head at you as he set his glass down on the counter, avoiding making eye contact. “I can’t.”

You took in a sharp breath at the crack in his voice and your resolve broke. You took three steps forward and pressed your body to his, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and bringin his forehead down to lean against yours.

“It’s ok, I’m not going anywhere.” You murmured, bringing up one hand to run through his hair, trying your best to soothe him as you watched tears leak from his eyes.

“Promise?”

“Fuck, of course I promise.” You murmured before pressing your lips softly to his. “Bucky, I’m not going to leave you. I love you.”

He buried his face in your neck and let out a deep sigh, inhaling your scent and letting the warm comfort of your body relax him. You kept stroking his back and hair, waiting for him to speak.

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“When I first woke up,” He started after several minutes of silence, still not looking at you. “They would never let me outside. It was almost a year before I saw sunlight. They eventually let me out once they were sure the brainwashing had done its job, but only for a little while. There was…”

He choked on his words and you made soft soothing sounds against his cheek, doing your best to not hold your breath as he opened up to you, worried you were going to spook him like a baby deer.

“There was this tiny stray mutt I found on the compound one day. It was hiding in a little hole in the wall with an injured paw, scared of everything. I managed to sneak out some of my rations the next day for him, and did the same thing for the next week. He wouldn’t take the food from me directly, but I would leave it for him, and it would all be gone when I came back.

“It took a few weeks before he would take the food from my hand, and a couple more before he would let me pet him. Seeing that little guy was the best part of my day. The only break I had from the fighting and the torture. Sometimes he’d crawl into my lap and curl up, and those were the days I thought about making a run for it.” Bucky finally looked at you, giving you a sad smile as he pressed his forehead to yours again before screwing his eyes shut. “I named him Vladik.

“I don’t know why it took them so long to figure out he was there. The guards were supposed to be watching my every move. I wasn’t supposed to have anything for myself, no happiness or solace. And that was all he was. Just a harmless little friend. But the Soldat couldn’t have any friends.

“When the doctor in charge of my programming found out, he told me to bring him the dog, and he… he made me…”

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He started sobbing before he could finish, and you felt tears running down your own cheeks as you held him tightly, the two of you sinking to the floor as Bucky wept in your arms. You curled yourself around him, wishing you could do something to just take all of that pain from him.

It was an hour before either of you moved. You were stiff from leaning against the counter for so long, but until Bucky started to straighten up, you didn’t even notice. He drew you up after him and you moaned as you unfolded yourself, your legs tingling as blood rushed back into them.

“I love you so much, Y/N.” He whispered against your hair with a heavy sigh, drawing you into another deep embrace. “Fuck, I’m exhausted.”

“I love you too, honey.” You murmured, pressing your lips to his forehead. “I’ll be right there.”

You left him to strip out of his clothes as you headed to the bathroom, locking the door behind you as you splashed cold water on your face, trying to keep yourself from having a meltdown.

You were so relieved he had finally opened up to you. But every fiber of your being just wanted to fix all of this, and the fact that you couldn’t was killing you. You choked back a sob as you bent over the sink, bile rising in your throat. It took you a few minutes to fully calm down, but you got your emotions under control with some deep breathing.

You splashed your face a few more times before heading back out to the bedroom. Bucky was still up, sitting on the edge of the bed as he waited for you. He gave you a small smile as you walked toward him, wrapping his arms around your middle and nuzzling his face against your stomach.  You moaned as he started to lift your shirt, pressing his lips to your skin softly as his fingers traveled to brush against your breast, squeezing it gently.

He held you tightly and turned his body until you were laying on the bed underneath him. He crawled up your torso slowly until his face was hovering above yours. His vibranium palm cupped your cheek softly as he gazed into your eyes before bending to kiss you, his mouth needy against yours as he bit at your lips before pressing his tongue to yours, drawing a whine from your throat.

Bucky ran his hand down your throat before his fingers started working to unbutton your blouse. He made quick work of it and his mouth moved to your neck as he slid it down your shoulders. You gasped and moved your hands to wind in his hair as he unclasped your bra and wrapped his lips around your nipple, sucking softly and swirling his tongue around it until it was peaked and sensitive. Your cunt clenched around nothing as he moved to your other nipple, and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he continued to move down your body.

His tongue dipped into your navel as he worked at undoing your jeans, pulling them down your legs swiftly along with your panties before diving between your legs.

He had missed this. Those soft sounds of want you made were a panacea for his wounds, soothing his heart as he moved his lips over your sex, his tongue running through your folds as he lapped up your arousal. You arched into his mouth when he pressed against your clit, your hands digging into his hair as his hands gripped your thighs, keeping you spread open for him.

He moaned against you as you wriggled beneath him, your back arching and relaxing as he brought you closer to your release. You grip on his hair was bordering on painful as you tightened it, and he relished your loss of control as you fought to close your thighs around his head and press him even closer.

“Mmm, Bucky!” You moaned as he wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking softly. He finally released your legs and you wrapped them around his neck as he pushed two metal fingers into you, making you yelp.

He scissored his fingers inside you, stretching your canal as he drew obscene squelches from deep within you. He loved the feel of your pussy clenching and fluttering around him, trying to draw his fingers even deeper inside you as he edged you towards your climax.

When he curled them against that sweet, secret spot within you, you lost it. Your heels duck into his shoulders and your back arched you off the bed violently as you clamped down on his fingers. You screamed as your release flowed into his mouth, making him moan as it covered his chin. He licked his lips as he straightened above you, savoring the taste of you on his tongue. It tasted like home.

He gazed down at you lovingly as he removed his boxers, kicking them away before bending to kiss you deeply. Bucky kept his mouth on yours as he crawled onto the bed, tucking his knees under your thighs as he pressed one palm against the small of your back, drawing you up to straddle his lap.

“I love you so fucking much.” He whispered against your lips, running his fingertips through your hair before his tongue was invading your mouth, curling against and tangling with yours as he stole all the breath from your lungs. His metal hand curved over your ass as he ground his hips into you, running his cock through your slick folds. “I need to hear you say it, please doll.”

“God, Bucky. I love you.” You panted as he positioned himself at your entrance, making you whine as he breached you with just his tip. Your fingers dug into his shoulders as he pulled you onto him and you hissed through your teeth as you stretched around his length, relishing in the sting you felt each time he entered you.

“Never leave me.” He pleaded as his hips started moving, his thrusts slow and sensuous as he stared deeply into your eyes, watching your face contort with pleasure as you lost yourself in the feeling of being filled with him.

“Never.” You murmured as he buried his face against your neck. “Fuck, baby.”

Your head rolled back as he picked up the pace just barely, his pubic bone grinding against your clit with each thrust and bringing you close to your edge. He nuzzled himself between your breasts and mouthed against your soft slopes gently as you tightened one hand around the back of his neck.

One particularly forceful drive had you falling backwards with a gasp. You managed to catch yourself on one arm and you pressed your toes against the mattress on either side of his hips, doing your best to keep your balance as your pussy clenched around him.

“Fuck, right there.” You whispered, your nails digging into his neck.

He brushed his teeth against your nipple and you almost collapsed against the bed, but Bucky wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly to him as your body spasmed uncontrollably, quivering in his grasp as your pussy fluttered and your release seeped out of you, soaking both of your thighs.

“You feel so good doll.” He murmured against your chest as he kept fucking into you, still moving in rich, deep plunges that made it hard for you to breathe. “So tight and warm. I fucking lose myself in this pussy.”

All you could do was whine as you wrapped your legs around his waist and gripped his neck tightly. You took in a sharp breath when he suddenly lifted himself off his knees and pushed even deeper into you, his cock hitting a new spot inside you that had you seeing stars. He gripped his hands tightly at the small of your back as he ground against you.

He hit you at just the right spot and you came again, wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your face in his hair as your body vibrated against his. He inhaled your scent with a moan as he fell forward, catching himself on his vibranium hand before he collapsed on top of you.

You kept your body wrapped tightly around his as he held you in that position with one arm, carrying all of your weight as his hips started moving violently, slapping against the back of your thighs as soft wet sounds came from between the two of you. It only took a few thrusts before you were cumming again, screaming against Bucky’s neck as the coil in your stomach snapped, your muscles finally giving out as you rode the wave of your pleasure, your body rolling underneath him as you released his neck and he let you sink back onto the bed, your arms falling above your head and your feet coming to rest on either side of his knees.

Bucky kept one arm hooked under the small of your back, arching your body at a beautiful angle as his hips started to stutter, his cock twitching inside of you as he neared his own end.

“Gimme one more doll.” He whispered, mesmerized by the way your tits bounced with each thrust of his hips, and the way your face had that blissful, fucked out look as you bit your lip and screwed your eyes shut.

He ground his hips in a circle with his next thrust and smiled as your body tried to curl off the bed. You sobbed as you came, crying his name as your thighs squeezed his hips and your cunt milked his cock. He collapsed on top of you as he came right behind you, his spend shooting into harshly, painting your canal in thick white ropes as his hips stilled.

You held him to you tightly, refusing to let him go as the two of you drifted off to sleep. All you wanted was to rest with him inside you, and he needed to feel you around him, to let you know that you were his home, his haven against all the pain of his past. You smiled as you felt his breath grow deep with sleep, your hand resting on his back as your own slumber took you.

  Bucky made a lot of progress over the next few weeks. Telling you had lifted a weight from his shoulders that he didn’t realize he was carrying. His sleep was still interrupted by nightmares occasionally, but every time he woke up to find you next to him was like a balm for his soul.

He was finally starting to feel truly happy, and that made you happy. Dr. Laurent had finally given the ok for him to start going on missions again, and that was great, but he really found fulfillment at home with you, and the best part of his day was when he walked through the front door to find you waiting for him.

You were excited for Valentine’s Day. It felt like the first holiday you could really enjoy as a couple as he had made so much progress. You were thankful that Steve had kept him occupied all day, giving you a chance to work on your present for him. He was out for a run in the rain right now as you put the final touches on the meal, reviewing the recipe a final time as you set the table, shrugging to yourself and lighting the candles.

You almost dropped your match when you heard him open the front door, cursing as you narrowly avoided setting the tablecloth on fire.

“In here baby!” You called as he came inside, shaking himself from the rain. “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

“Aww, doll, this looks… is that aspic?” He asked, one eyebrow cocked as he eyed the meal you had set out for him.

“Sure is!” You said with a grin as you eyed the brown, gelatinous entrée, doing your best to tamp down your nausea. “Steve said it was your favorite back in the day, so I decided to surprise you.”

“Steve?” He asked, a grin spreading over his face as he ran his fingers through his hair. “You asked Rogers what to get me for Valentine’s Day?”

You studied the look on his face and looked back at the meal, considering things.

“That motherfucker.” You said as he broke down, laughing hysterically. “I’m going to murder that giant.”

“I can’t believe you thought I would actually like this!” He said, tears streaming down his cheeks.

“I dunno, the 30s were a weird time!” You cursed yourself in your mind for being so gullible. “Well shit, I wasted a whole day. I’m ordering Chinese.”

“Don’t be too hard on yourself doll, it’s the thought that counts.” He said, giving you a mock pout before wrapping his arms around you and kissing your hair. You yelped when you felt something move in his hoody.

“What the fuck, Barnes?” You screeched as his pocket squirmed, something inside it making a tiny squeaking sound.

“Uhh, don’t be mad.” He said sheepishly as he tucked his hand into his pocket and drew out a tiny, white kitten who was screaming bloody murder. “I found her in a ditch when I was on my run, and it didn’t seem like her mother was anywhere nearby. I didn’t want to just leave her out there.”

“Oh my fucking god, Bucky!” You reached out and he handed her to you. You wrapped your hands around her loosely and cradled her against her chest. “We need a heating pad.”

“What?” He asked confused for a second.

“She’s barely a week old honey, she can’t regulate her own body temperature, go get my heating pad from the bathroom.”

“So, we’re keeping her?” He asked, a grin spreading over his face as he rushed into the bathroom.

“Of course we’re keeping her Barnes.” You scoffed at him. “FRIDAY, we need kitten milk replacer as soon as possible, and specialty feeding bottles for newborns. And get a vet here too.”

“On it, Y/N. There’s a house call veterinarian that can be here in one hour, and the rest of your supplies should arrive within 30 minutes.”

“Thanks FRIDAY.” You were making soft cooing noises at the baby as Bucky came back into the room with the heating pad, and he practically groaned at the smile you gave him.

“Happy Valentine’s day, doll.” He murmured as he kissed your hair and wrapped one arm around you, handing you the heating pad.

“Happy Valentine’s day, Buck.” You whispered back at him. “What should we name her?”

“What do you think of Alpine?”

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Four lgbtq guys need help

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Cold Day in Hell - Part 3

Logan Delos x Reader

A/N: This does not completely follow canon, it’s mainly lemon zest 🍋 because the world needs more Logan Delos. (Song mentioned is ‘I Knew You Were Trouble’ by Taylor Swift)

Warnings: 18+ NSFW due to sexual content, including oral, between consenting adults* in some chapters. Drinking and swearing.

*Irl, please don’t go wild in the country without protection.

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(My GIF)

You lifted Logan’s arm off you and scooted out of the bed at the speed of light, and stood beside it looking down at him. He, meanwhile, had stretched himself out like a big cat right across the bed and was grinning lazily up at you.

“Awww, sweetheart - you spoiled my fun!”

Turning on your heel, saying nothing, you headed to the bathroom and locked the door. You hopped into the shower, praying that he’d have taken the hint and left by the time you emerged. Taking your time, you blow-dried your hair a little and smoothed on the expensive, famous brand body lotion provided by the hotel. Wrapping yourself in one of the hotel’s fluffy bathrobes and picking up your clothes, you cautiously opened the bathroom door and walked into the room.

Logan was still on the bed. In fact, he was now in the bed and had pulled the covers over himself up to his waist, his clothes in a pile on the floor. All of his clothes.

His head turned towards you, his eyes meeting yours and he folded his arms across his bare chest. “You’ve been ages in there, sweetheart. And I needta use the restroom so badly!” He dramatically threw back the bedcovers and you turned away like a flash, squeezing your eyes closed before you got an eyeful.

You felt soft huffs of breath on your neck and Logan whispered, “Oh good, you’re naked too. Well, underneath that robe you are.” You felt long fingers slowly moving the neckline of your robe aside and you clutched at the fabric, pulling it tightly closed. “Logan…. will you please just fuck off!” The fingers left your robe and you heard a deep chuckle, “I’ll only be a few minutes, darlin’, then we can continue this conversation back in bed.”

A thought quickly whizzed through your brain that you’d just told your company’s biggest client to fuck off, but really - he was too much.

The second you heard the bathroom door close, you raced to the wardrobe and pulled out the skirt and blouse you’d decided to wear that day. Grabbing your lingerie, you got dressed in record time and were just doing up the last of your blouse buttons when you heard the door opening again, and quickly shut your eyes again in anticipation of a naked Logan appearing in front of you.

“Ohh, really? You got dressed? It’s too early for that, sweetheart - it’s only 5 am. Take ‘em off and we’ll go back to bed,” you heard, his voice seductive. “Absolutely not, Logan,” you snapped back, “and put your damn clothes back on!”

He gave an exaggerated sigh, “Oh my, you are absolutely no fun at all!” Trying to move away from him, eyes still closed, you came in contact with a toned torso and leapt back from him as if you’d been burned. You banged into the table behind you and a pair of arms instantly went round you. “Careful, angel.” You tried to shove away from him and made the mistake of opening your eyes. Logan tightened his hold on you and his dark espresso eyes were gazing into yours. You didn’t look down but he was pressing his very healthy erection against your lower abdomen and he leant in towards you, lips millimetres away from yours.

Suddenly, you realised you’d parted your lips slightly in anticipation of him kissing you. But he released you, turning quickly away (you trying not to look at that tight ass, really trying) and heading back to his clothes pile. He grabbed them up and headed into the bathroom, saying over his shoulder, “Don’t mind if I use your shower, angel, do you?” The door closed behind him.

Relieved, you thought, ‘Well, I think I managed to handle that okay. Didn’t I?” You weren’t absolutely sure that you had, but whatever.

You settled back in one of the chairs and switched on the TV. Busy channel-hopping to find something worth your attention, you suddenly heard a loud guttural moan issuing forth from the man in the bathroom.

Okayyyy, well… that sounded like he’d managed to handle it himself.

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Logan was under the shower, vigorously soaping his body and humming a tune as he did so. It didn’t take too long for his hand to stray down onto his erection and he began stroking. Soon, he leant back against the tiled shower wall as he increased his pace, firmly pulling and squeezing his length before he came with a loud groan. Hope she heard that, he grinned to himself.

The first part of his plan hadn’t gone too badly. He’d got a lot closer to her already but this was him just getting into his stride. He was well aware he had to be careful not to overstep, but… he’d seen the way her lips had parted when she thought he was going to kiss her, so he was going to continue tiptoeing up to the line before stepping quickly back. He had a gut feeling that was the way to go.

He’d make her beg him for it before he was finished.

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As you gathered up your spare handouts and the rest of your stuff at the end of the first investor meeting, you had to admit that you and Logan had worked extremely well together. Neither of you had rehearsed how to approach the meetings past what information you were going to cover, but you’d ended up being a bit of a double act. In fact the two of you had received a round of applause at the end of it.

Logan strolled round the conference table to stand next to you and looking up at him, yet again his sheer magnetism made you catch your breath. You looked down quickly, packing the remaining folders away into your document bag. “That went really well, you were fabulous.” “Thanks Logan, so were you.” As you met his gaze again, he smirked, “Well, I keep trying to show you just how fabulous I am, but you keep shutting me down.”

You opened your mouth to reply but he said quickly, “Just have dinner with me.”

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Logan was feeling very happy with himself. She’d agreed to have dinner with him albeit reluctantly, and he was back in the shower, working shampoo through his hair before rinsing it out and enthusiastically shaking his head to and fro. He started singing “I Knew You Were Trouble”, lovingly stroking and winking at his resting manhood before pouring a generous amount of shower gel into his hand and rubbing it over his body.

Strings pulled, he’d managed to get a table at SkyCity, and he had a really good feeling about tonight. Once she saw the view from the top of the Space Needle and had sipped a few glasses of premium champagne, surely he could charm her into his bed? With a confident spring in his step, he dried himself with one of the big fluffy towels, still singing.

“'𝒞𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃

𝒮𝑜 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓌

𝐹𝓁𝑒𝓌 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒𝓈 𝐼'𝒹 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃

'𝒯𝒾𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓅𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃, 𝑜𝒽

𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃

𝒮𝑜 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓌

𝐹𝓁𝑒𝓌 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒸𝑒𝓈 𝐼'𝒹 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃

𝒩𝑜𝓌 𝐼'𝓂 𝓁𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹

𝒪𝒽, 𝑜𝒽, 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓁𝑒, 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓁𝑒, 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓁𝑒

𝒪𝒽, 𝑜𝒽, 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓁𝑒, 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓁𝑒, 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓁𝑒”

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Laying back in the bath, you swirled your fingers through the fragrant foam on the water’s surface and wondered how long it would take Logan to make his move. Because you knew, as night follows day, that he would hit on you tonight. You weren’t fooled by his earlier tease of almost kissing you. Even if - annoyingly - you knew you would have given in to it if he had. You guessed he’d probably try that approach again to entrap you. Picking up a big handful of foam, you blew it off your palm into the air and groaned.

The handsome big devil! Why did he always have to look so fucking hot?!

Another groan left your lips. You were going to have to firstly be on your guard big time, and secondly - and more importantly - stay in control of your own damn self!

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The view was spectacular. The meal was delicious, the champagne flowed and so did the conversation between the two of you. You ended up telling him way more than you’d originally meant to, how you’d had to fight your parents every step of the way to study your chosen subject - they wanted you to be a doctor or a lawyer and had eventually refused to contribute anything towards your education fees. How you still had a slightly frosty relationship with them, especially as your younger brother had gone on to become a doctor and therefore - irrespective of the fact that you’d earned many awards within your field and your salary was double what he made - little brother was perfection personified as far as your parents were concerned.

Logan had snorted as he’d sipped his champagne when you’d said that, and went on to tell you some choice items about James, ‘Daddy Dearest’ as he called him. How he and Juliet had eventually forced him into retirement, and he’d also made some cryptic comments about his ex brother-in-law and something which had happened in Westworld. He’d quickly changed the subject and recounted various other exploits of his while there, eyes sparkling with mischievousness as he mentioned heists and orgies. And the hosts. He told you all about the hosts.

“Sounds like you spend a lot of time with them, Logan,” you commented, strangely jealous of these robots for some reason. He shrugged, “That’s what they’re there for,” smiling at you, “no strings, y’know? No consequences.” You sat back in your chair, “And I guess that appeals to you? Like, a lot.” Logan crossed one long leg over another and also relaxed back in his chair, “I never lie, so the answer’s yes. Yeah, it did. No hassle whatsoever, what’s not to like?” His gaze locked in on you, “Until now, that is.”

You met his eyes, “And what’s different now?” “Maybe I want some strings. A little hassle, some consequences.” Laughing, you sipped your drink, “Really? I’m not sure you do.” He leant forward, “But I do, sweetheart. Because I want you.” You’d just taken another drink and nearly choked as you burst out laughing, “Oh Logan. No…. you don’t want me, you just want a quick fuck. And I’m not up for that in case you hadn’t noticed.” Logan looked offended for a second, then his usual confident look reappeared on his face. “How do you know what I want? If I wasn’t serious, why am I hanging around doing my best to win you over? I’ll be honest with you, I don’t usually need to try too hard, if at all.”

You burst out laughing, “Exactly my point! This is a novelty for you, that’s all. You’ll soon tire of it when you don’t get anywhere and then off you’ll go to an easier lay.” He shook his head, “No, that’s not the case. And who says I won’t get anywhere? Once I set my heart on something, I’ll go all out till I get it. And right now, that means you, angel.” “I’m not a commodity, Logan! I’m not something to acquire and then move quickly on from.” A lazy smile graced his lips, “Oh I know you’re not, sweetheart, believe me. That’s my point. I’m not about to move on.”

You looked across at him sceptically, “Uh-huh. Sure you’re not, Logan.” He leant back in his chair once more, a seductive smile on his face and dark eyes boring into yours, “Okay, let me ask you something. Do you think I’m hot?” Hesitating, you stalled by picking up your glass but his hand landed on yours, stopping you from raising it to your lips. “Nah, no drinking till you answer me.” He says he never lies, you thought, and I don’t think he does so I’ll return the favour. “Okay… yes, I think you’re hot.” He nodded, looking too smug for your liking so you carried on, “But in saying that, I wouldn’t get involved with you because of your rep.”

He nodded once more, a little disappointment now evident, “Yeah, don’t worry! - I definitely got that vibe. But leaving that aside, if you didn’t know all about me and my rep, answer me this. Would you have slept with me if we’d gone out on a date?” You could feel your face heating up and giving you away, so you admitted, “Yes, I would have. You’re hot, Logan, like I said.”

A big grin on his face, he picked up his glass and held it out so you’d clink yours with his. “That’s all I wanted to hear, sweetheart. I’ve got something to work with now.”

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Back at the hotel, Logan walked you to your room and as you stopped outside your door, thanking him for a lovely evening, he suddenly slid a hand around the back of your neck and pulled you towards him. His mouth found yours and he kissed you, lazily, sensually. You felt yourself melting into it, you couldn’t help it. My god does he know how to kiss, screamed your brain.

His lips left yours and you heard him whisper next to your ear, “I’ll show you that I can be different, that I’m not an asshole.” Your hand was on his chest and you could feel his rapid heartbeat. Your own was mirroring it, and you almost caved right there and then.

He stepped back from you, a finger trailing along your jaw, “Sweet dreams, angel. I’ll see you in the morning.”

You watched him walk down the corridor to his own room, and knew you were feeling nothing but regret.

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Logan flicked on the TV with the remote and lay back on his pillows, naked, lifting his glass of whiskey and sipping. He was slowly but surely knocking down those walls of hers, he could tell. He’d felt it when he kissed her, she’d relaxed against him and slid her hands onto his neck and chest.

He was really surprising himself, if he was being honest. Never would he have hung on this long before if someone wouldn’t put out. He supposed that was one big disadvantage of fucking all those hosts, they never said no. And let’s be truthful, in real life people didn’t say no to him either. So he’d never really had to handle rejection before (apart from in his relationship with his darling father of course, but that was a whole other story). He sipped again; perhaps this was why he’d fallen for this new, intriguing, beautiful woman. She told him ‘No’, she wasn’t interested in his status, his money or what she could gain from him either in self-publicity or luxurious celebrity lifestyle.

And that was refreshing. Very refreshing. He was going to carry on with his battle plan, he would not give up until he’d won this woman, this prize. And no, he wasn’t regarding her as an object to be won, like a huge teddy bear in a carnival sideshow. They’d spent a fantastic evening together and he was feeling more and more of a connection with her. He sensed that she had the power to make his life better, to care for him, to bring meaning to his existence. Which scared the fucking crap out of him but it was what it was. He couldn’t stop himself feeling that way, so he’d just go with the flow and see what happened.

He was getting hard thinking about her and his hand slid down onto his cock. ‘Mmm, yeah, a little attention’s required here’, he thought to himself. He began working himself, stroking and squeezing, and soon he was scrabbling for a tissue from the box next to him on the bedside table. He bunched it up around the head of his cock and not a moment too soon. With a loud groan, he came almost immediately into it, expertly catching all of his come in the tissue cocoon he’d created. He wiped the tip and then the rest of his length and screwed up the damp tissue, tossing it into the nearest bin before sighing and relaxing back on his pillows again.

That… helped, but it didn’t satisfy him. Not properly. He needed her for that.

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Lying awake, your mind was dwelling entirely on what you could have been doing if you’d invited Logan into your room, as you’d so nearly done. A vision of him on top of you, your legs wrapped round his hips. Or you on top of him, riding him like a pony. His hands on your hips, thrusting up into you, his face flushed and contorted with passion.

You shot up in bed. Okay, you were going to have to stop your brain from thinking. Not even wanting to touch yourself, you knew that wouldn’t do it for you when all you desired was Logan. Him. And that body of his.

A drink? Should you have a drink? It might help calm your restlessness. But to be honest, no - you knew it wouldn’t. There was only one thing which you knew would definitely help.

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Logan was half-asleep, beginning to drift off into dreams of what he’d like to do to her if he ever got her into his bed. Dream Logan had just begun to lick her nipples when there was a knock at the door. What? Another knock, louder this time. He groggily realised that there was actually someone knocking and got up, grabbing his bathrobe from a chair and shrugging into it as he went to the door and opened it.

It was her. His dream woman. But in reality. Also dressed in a bathrobe and looking at him like he was an oasis in the desert.

She brushed past him and walked in, closing and locking the door behind her. Logan was truly dumbfounded by this turn of events. She stopped in front of him, untying the belt of his bathrobe a little, before lightly placing her hands on his chest. She gazed up into his wide and amazed eyes, playing with the hairs in between his pecs and running her fingers even further down to his money trail. His stomach muscles tensed involuntarily and then she was pushing him backwards, and when he reached the bed she shoved him hard.

Logan fell backwards onto it when the back of his knees hit the mattress, his feet still on the floor, longs legs bent, propping himself up on his elbows and looking at her in amazement. She reached for the belt of his robe again, kneeling down between his legs as she did so and his lips parted, his breath catching. Was she… was she really going to…? The belt fell loose and his robe fell open. She gazed with desire and appreciation at Logan’s erect length, then her fingers were on his tip. His hips jolted upwards and she began squeezing him and stroking her fingers round it, and he saw precum beginning to trickle out as he lay there watching her take him in hand. She gave him a sudden and extra firm squeeze while her other hand took hold of his balls and he yelped, like a damn dog.

Logan couldn’t believe he’d lost control of this situation, but it seemed that he absolutely had. He opened his mouth to speak, but she immediately put a finger to his lips.

“Not a word, Delos. Not one. Single. Fucking. Word.”

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@obscurilicious @theshadowkingsqueen

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[kdlmedtech]

Step-by-Step Guide to Choosing Dental Irrigation Needle

Dental irrigation is essential for maintaining oral health, and dental professionals know the importance of using the right tools to achieve effective cleaning. Dental irrigation needles play a crucial role in delivering fluids to clean out debris and bacteria from oral cavities and root canals. With so many options available, choosing the best dental irrigation needle can be challenging. This guide will help you understand the different types, features, and factors to consider when selecting a dental irrigation needle, as well as compare some top brands, including KDL.

Why Dental Irrigation Needles Matter for Your Practice

Dental irrigation needles is use in various procedures, from routine cleanings to root canal treatments. The right needle can help ensure that cleaning solutions reach all areas that need attention, which reduces the risk of infection and improves patient outcomes. Choosing a high-quality needle not only enhances the effectiveness of treatments but also increases patient comfort by minimizing tissue damage. Understanding the different types of needles and their specific uses can help you make an informed decision that benefits your practice and your patients.

Overview of Common Types of Dental Needles

When it comes to dental irrigation, not all needles are the same. Different types of needles are designed for specific purposes, offering varying levels of irrigation control, safety, and efficiency. Here’s an overview of the most common types:

1. Side-Ported Needles

Side-ported needles feature an opening on the side of the needle, which allows the irrigation fluid to flow out at an angle rather than directly from the tip. This design helps reduce pressure and the risk of tissue damage, making it ideal for deep cleaning and sensitive areas. Side-ported needles are often used for thorough rinsing of root canals or areas near soft tissue.

Pros: Lower risk of tissue damage, suitable for sensitive areas.

Cons: May not provide as targeted a cleaning as end-ported needles.

2. End-Ported Needles

End-ported needles have an opening at the tip, allowing fluids to flow directly out in a straight line. This design offers more control over the direction of irrigation, making it useful for flushing out debris from a specific spot. End-ported needles are commonly used in procedures that require focused irrigation, such as removing debris from deep cavities.

Pros: Provides targeted cleaning, effective for debris removal.

Cons: Requires careful pressure control to avoid tissue irritation.

3. Double-Side Ported Needles

Double-side ported dental needle have openings on both sides, which distribute the irrigation fluid more evenly. This design offers a balance between safety and efficiency, making it versatile for different dental procedures. It allows for thorough irrigation without the risk of over-pressurizing a specific area.

Pros: Suitable for various procedures, safer for sensitive tissues.

Cons: Less focused than end-ported needles, may not be ideal for all treatments.

4. Disposable vs. Reusable Needles

Dental irrigation needles can be disposable or reusable. Disposable needles are pre-sterilized and intended for single use, which helps prevent cross-contamination and saves time on sterilization procedures. Reusable needles can be sterilized and used multiple times, which may be cost-effective but requires strict adherence to sterilization protocols.

Disposable Needles: Convenient and safe but can be more costly over time.

Reusable Needles: Cost-effective in the long term but require careful sterilization to maintain hygiene.

Key Factors to Consider When Choosing a Dental Irrigation Needle

Selecting the right dental irrigation needle for your practice involves considering various factors, including the type of needle, its features, and how it fits your specific needs. Here are some key factors to keep in mind:

1. Gauge Size

Dental irrigation needles come in different gauges, which refer to the diameter of the needle. Smaller gauges (higher numbers) have thinner needles, which can provide more precise irrigation and are less likely to cause tissue damage. Larger gauges (lower numbers) are thicker and may be better for irrigating larger areas quickly.

Thin Needles (Higher Gauge): Ideal for delicate procedures that require precision.

Thicker Needles (Lower Gauge): Better for covering larger areas with irrigation fluid.

2. Needle Tip Design

The design of the needle tip critically influences the delivery of the irrigation fluid. Side-ported and double-side ported needles offer more safety by reducing the risk of pressure buildup, while end-ported needles are better for directing fluids to specific areas.

3. Material and Coating

Manufacturers create quality dental irrigation needles from durable materials like stainless steel, which resists corrosion and ensures a smooth flow of irrigation fluid. Some needles may have specialized coatings to enhance durability and reduce friction, making them more comfortable for patients.

4. Compatibility with Syringes or Irrigation Devices

Not all needles are compatible with every syringe or irrigation device. Ensure that the dental irrigation needle you choose is compatible with the equipment you use in your practice to avoid any complications during procedures.

5. Sterility and Packaging

Pre-sterilized needles in single-use packaging are a convenient option to ensure that your tools are hygienic and ready for use. If you opt for reusable needles, ensure you have a reliable sterilization process in place to maintain safety standards.

KDL Dental Irrigation Needles the Standard for Quality and Precision

Now that you understand the different types of needles and factors to consider, let’s look at some popular dental irrigation needle brands, including KDL, and see how they compare.

KDL offers high-quality dental irrigation needles designed for both routine and complex procedures. Their needles are made from durable materials, ensuring long-lasting performance and corrosion resistance. KDL’s range includes various gauge sizes and designs, including side-ported and end-ported options, catering to different irrigation needs.

Unique Selling Points: Wide range of sizes, high-quality materials, reliable performance.

Best for: Dental professionals who need versatile and durable irrigation solutions.

Common Mistakes to Avoid When Choosing Dental Irrigation Needle

Making the right choice involves avoiding some common pitfalls:

Not Considering Needle Tip Design: Selecting a needle without paying attention to the tip design can result in inefficient irrigation.

Ignoring Gauge Size Impact: The wrong gauge size may lead to discomfort for patients or ineffective cleaning.

Overlooking Equipment Compatibility: Always check that the needle works with your existing syringes or devices.

Conclusion

Dental irrigation is a key aspect of oral health care, and choosing the right needle can make a significant difference in treatment outcomes. By understanding the types of dental irrigation needles, their features, and how to compare different brands, you can make an informed decision that benefits both your practice and your patients. Consider factors like gauge size, needle tip design, and compatibility with your equipment when making your choice. For high-quality options, KDL offers a range of durable and versatile dental irrigation needles suitable for various dental procedures.

Visit KDL for more information on the best dental irrigation needles for your practice. Make your dental procedures more effective and safer by choosing the right tools today.

Source :Step-by-Step Guide to Choosing Dental Irrigation Needle

[thesightstoshowyou]

Slip Stitch

Thomas Hewitt x F Reader (NSFW)

Read Part 1 here

Summary: You sew Tommy up after an altercation. Then, you help him with his other problem. (This fic is a strange mix of sticky sweet and horribly violent. This one got away from me. I’m very soft for this man)

Warnings: Blood, gore, violence, death of minor character, oral, mirror sex, praise kink.

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             “TOMMY! GET OUT HERE!”

             You jerk awake, sitting bolt upright in bed. You’re dazed, wondering where you are until you hear Hoyt shouting outside and Tommy’s thundering footsteps as he descends the stairs. Then comes that horrible noise, the revving, the deafening roar of a chainsaw rumbling to life.

            You scream and clap your hands over your ears, pulling your knees to your chest and burying your face in them. It does little to help. The agonized screaming reaches you anyway. You hear them dying, whoever they are, their screams cut short. The chainsaw idles.

            Your doorhandle rattles and you startle. The lock clicks. A wild-eyed young man bursts into your room. There’s blood splattered across his shirt, terrible crimson dripping onto the floor as he moves. He slams the door shut and blocks it with his body. He spots you on the bed, takes in your tear streaked face, your normal clothes, the horror in your eyes.

            “We gotta get out of here. C’mon!” He assumes you’re a victim, like him. Well, he’s mostly right. He crosses the room and grabs your arm, tries pulling you to your feet. He’s wants to help you.

            “No, no, stop! You don’t understand, you have to get out of here—

            “C’mon, let me help you, c’mon!” he murmurs, keeping his shaky voice as muted as he can. You try and wrench your arm out of his grip, try to get through to him but he’s too frightened, too agitated. He’s not hearing you.

            “STOP, you need to run! You have to RUN!” you scream at him, but he’s not listening. He’s looking behind his shoulder, mumbling “out of here, out of here” over and over, tugging at your arm. He’s traumatized, out of his mind with fear. His nails are biting into your arm he’s gripping you so tightly.

            Suddenly, the door is kicked open with so much force it splinters, one of the hinges flying off the door frame to skitter across the floor. Thomas takes up the entire doorway, chest heaving, murderous intent in his eyes. You’ve never seen him so angry. He radiates it, makes you shrink back onto the bed and cower.

             Thomas grabs the boy’s arm, jerking him away from you so hard you hear the pop of his shoulder dislocating from its socket. He screams in pain and dread as Thomas hurls him down the hall. They disappear from view and you’re glad for it when the chainsaw growls.

            There’s screaming, then there isn’t.

            The chainsaw splutters and goes quiet. You hear Tommy panting, then his heavy footfalls as he hurries down the hall and into your room. He kneels at the edge of your bed, gently pulling you toward him. He inspects your arm where the boy had held you, turning it this way and that in his huge hands.

            You stare blankly at the blood and flesh coating the entire front of him. It takes you a moment to realize he’s looking at you questioningly. You meet his concerned gaze and force a thin smile across your face.

            “I’m okay, Tommy. I’m okay.” You reach out to grip his shoulder reassuringly but quickly withdraw your hand when he flinches.

            “Oh no, you’re hurt,” you say, slipping off the bed to inspect the wound. This is good, good for you anyway. It gives you something else to concentrate on, something to occupy your mind instead of the horror that just took place a few feet from where you sleep. Tommy shakes his head, standing and gently brushing you off.

            “No, you can work later. This will get infected. It needs stitches.” You take his hand and lead him from the room. Careful not to look too closely at the mangled body and gore splashed across the walls, you lead Thomas to the bathroom and push him down so he’s seated on the edge of the tub.

            “You’ll have to take your shirt off.” He stares at you for a moment, frowning. You raise your eyebrows at him and he sighs, loosening his tie and unbuttoning his shirt. You help him slide the fabric off his injured shoulder. Blood leaks from the deep slash, thick rivulets that pour down his bicep and forearm to drip into the bathtub.

            You slap a washrag over the wound, holding pressure while you get the water in the tub running. Testing it, you find it warm enough. You soak the cloth, lathering it with soap before gently scrubbing away the dried blood and grime around Tommy’s wound. He tenses but says nothing, stoic as always.

            Once you deem it clean enough, you retrieve the sewing kit from under the sink. You choose the thinnest curved needle, feeling sorry for Tommy as you do. As you thread the needle, you recall the conversation you’d had with Luda Mae on your first day at the Hewitt residence:

             “I can cook. I can clean, and sew.” You plead your case, praying this insane family will choose to keep you alive. You wish Tommy would put you down. He still clutches you to his chest like you’ll float away if he lets go. Luda Mae scoffs.

            “Sew. Tommy can sew.” She frowns, looking between you to her son. She sighs, shoulders slumping in defeat and adds, “But it might do to have another cook ‘round here.”

             Guess your sewing skills are going to come in handy after all.

            “Sorry, Tommy. Let me know if you need me to stop, okay?” Thomas nods and grips the edge of the tub. He watches, brow furrowing, as you push the needle through his skin, pulling the thread until it’s red with his blood. You use a slip stitch, hoping to minimize the scarring.

            It’s almost easy to see him as a different person like this, passive and calm, watching intently as your fingers push the needle through his flesh. Like this, he isn’t the frightening chainsaw-wielding cannibal. Like this, he’s just Tommy. Tommy, who so tenderly held your face down in the cellar and cradled you to his chest like he would protect you from anything that would ever think of hurting you.

            It's easy to imagine, so you do. You imagine are together somewhere else, somewhere far away from this awful house. You imagine Tommy is just that: Tommy, not Thomas Brown Hewitt. You imagine you’re just helping Tommy mend an injury he acquired while working in the yard.

            Thomas flinches under your fingers, reaching up with his uninjured arm to grip the edge of your shirt. You’re sure it’s an unconscious action on his part. He hasn’t tried to touch you again since that first time. He’s kept his distance for the five months you’ve been imprisoned here. You wonder if it’s insecurity, or fear, or something else entirely. Thomas treats you like a porcelain doll, like you’ll crumble apart in his hands if he’s not careful enough. He must be afraid of hurting you.

            But he hadn’t hurt you. Oh no, quite the opposite. You’re loath to admit it, but there have been nights where you’ve awoken, drenched in sweat and slick between your thighs, high off dreams of Tommy taking you in the cellar. There are times you’ve burned with need and wished he would burst into your room to claim you again.

            You’re pulled from your reverie as you reach the edge of Tommy’s wound. You tug, knitting his flesh together and tie off the thread. Rinsing away the rest of the blood, you cover the wound with gauze and tape it to his skin.

            Thomas moves to get up but you push him back down. He looks up at you quizzically. You smile softly, taking the wash cloth and gently cleaning the sweat and blood from his forehead. He stiffens, eyes falling to his knees, then flicking to the door, looking anywhere but at your face.

            You comb your fingers through his hair, as much as you can while hindered by the strap of his mask. You still haven’t seen what’s underneath. You wonder if you ever will.

            Tommy’s eyes slip closed as you scratch your nails against his scalp. You move to his temples, rubbing gentle circles into his skin. Warmth blooms in your chest when you see his shoulders relax.

            You move to stand between his spread thighs, a better angle to work your fingers into his neck and shoulders. Thomas sighs, leaning forward to rest his head against your chest as you dig your knuckles into the stiff muscles between his shoulder blades. He flexes briefly before relaxing, and you’re momentarily transfixed by the way his defined back muscles ripple under his skin.

            You card your fingers through the damp hair on the back of his neck and Tommy groans quietly. You bite your lip, face heating up. He sounds like he did that day in the basement.

            He must feel you tense because he leans back to meet your gaze, searching your face. You stare into his deep eyes, full of adoration and a little smile tugs at the corners of you mouth. Only a monster could be unmoved by the way he looks at you.

            Then, your eyes trail lower and you notice the other effect your ministrations are having. You swallow thickly. Christ, you’re nearly drooling at just the sight of his clothed cock straining against his trousers. Too easy.

            Tommy notices you staring. You see the skin above his mask flush crimson and his eyes shift away from yours, ashamed. You suppress another grin, amused by how little effort it takes to make this powerful man squirm.

            You move to your knees, kneeling between his legs and leisurely sliding your hands up the inside of his thighs. Thomas inhales sharply, nails digging into the edge of the tub. He sits up as straight as a board and you briefly wonder if all your work kneading his muscles has gone to waste.

            “Is this okay, Tommy?” you whisper, maintaining eye contact and leaning forward to press a soft kiss to the inside of his knee. Thomas nods quickly, too quickly. You stifle a giggle, fingers moving to his belt.

            Clink, pop, zip, rustle and there he is, heated flesh hard and flushed in your palm. You give him one slow stroke before scooting forward to drag your tongue up the thick vein along the underside. The scent of him hits your nose, spicy sweat and sharp soap.

            Thomas utters a strained whine, the sound going straight to your lower belly. You clench your thighs together and wrap your lips around the tip of his cock. You’re determined to pull more needy sounds from him.

            There’s no way to fit him all in your mouth, so instead you suckle on the tip, tasting salty tang on your tongue, and work your hands up and down his shaft. Tommy groans again, one hand leaving the edge of the tub to rest on the back of your neck.

            You hum in your throat as you hollow out your cheeks, looking up through your lashes to meet Thomas’ heated stare. He jerks, fisting a hand in your hair and hastily pulling you off his twitching cock. He gasps, the fingers in your hair trembling.

            You flash him a coy smile and bite your lip and you think he’s probably had enough of your teasing when he abruptly stands, pulling you with him and backing you up until you bump the edge of the sink. Fear sneaks up on you then, with Thomas towering over you, looking down at you with unbridled lust.

            His deft fingers find the button on your shorts, working them open and bunching the fabric in his hands, preparing to yank them off your hips. He seems to remember himself then, freezing and looking down at you, the question of consent in his eyes. There he is, your sweet Tommy.

            You place your own hands over his, wiggling your hips and working the shorts down your thighs. They only make it to your knees before Thomas is twisting you around and grabbing handfuls of your hips before grinding his cock against the flesh of your ass, groaning through his teeth. He’s desperate, that sound sending a jolt of arousal through your heated core. Your heart hammers in your chest, anxiety and excitement fighting for dominance in your mind.

            You bend over the sink and raise your hips so his cock brushes against your drooling slit. Reaching behind you, you grip his hot length, grinding down against the smooth skin to coat it in slick before bringing him to your entrance.

            You release him when he begins to push into your eager cunt, gripping the sink and breathing through your nose to keep yourself as relaxed as you can. Holy hell, you’d forgotten how big he is…. Gradually, Tommy advances, parting tight, slippery muscles until his hips meet the flesh of your ass.

            “Ohh my god, fuck,” you murmur, huffing breaths making the hair that has fallen in front of your mouth billow. Thomas reaches for your neck, gently gripping you under the jaw with one massive hand and tilting your head up so he can see your face in the mirror.

            Experimentally, keeping a close eye on your expression, he bucks his hips and you cry out, one hand gripping him around the wrist. You dig your teeth into your lip, afraid the others in the house will hear. He does it again and your eyes snap shut, a strangled moan ripping from your throat.

            Thomas starts up a steady pace, rocking into you and using the hand on your jaw to pull you back onto his cock. He’s more controlled this time, but you can feel his restraint slipping in the way his thick fingers twitch against your neck. He pants and you whimper, each thrust of that monstrous cock sending electric shocks of pleasure arcing through you.

            “Tommy, oh fuck, Tommy, yes, just like that, that’s so good, you’re so good—

            You’re babbling, hardly aware of the praise tumbling from your lips. Thomas moans noisily, his thrusts growing more uncoordinated and rougher the more you speak. Soon the vanity is thump, thumping against the wall with each slam of his hips, but you’re past the point of caring.

            Wonderful, liquid heat curls in your gut. You’re practically leaking around the cock stuffed inside you, can feel it spilling down your thighs to drip onto the floor. The edge is right there, a few thrusts away.

            “Yes, Tommy, please don’t stop, please, please, I’m gonna cum, you’re gonna make me cum—

            He’s first to the finish line this time, groaning low in his chest and pushing into you as deep as he can to paint your insides. The feel of his cock twitching against your clenching muscles sends you soaring out over the edge, your eyes snapping shut, hot pleasure roiling within you.

             You recover first, cracking your eyes open and taking in Tommy’s wrecked expression in the mirror. His eyes are closed tight and his chest heaves, shoulders hunched and quivering. You’re mesmerized by his arms and chest, defined muscles on display and covered in a thin sheen of sweat.

             Gently, you ease yourself away, your dewy skin sticking you to one another. Tommy hisses when he slips out of you, a deluge of seed pouring from your creamy cunt to coat your already slick thighs. What a mess he makes of you.

             Turning to face him, you catch him off guard when you pop up on your tip toes to plant a kiss to the mouth of his mask. Thomas blinks when you pull away, eyes wide in surprise, but he recovers quickly, more than happy to slip his fingers under your ears and pull you in until your lips touch his through the slit in his mask.

             “I think I need a shower,” you giggle against his mouth. You feel his lips curl into a grin and you smile back, adding “Want to join me?”

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any idea how ghoul medicine (or at least a culture about it) works?

YES YES YES GHOUL MEDICINE!

There’s a misconception among humans in the CCG that ghouls heal fast perfectly and don’t get sick, but that’s not the case. Leaving all healing up to nature doesn’t always work, and they do get sick as much as any other animal. Because of that, there are many procedures and medicines ghouls practice

Ghouls have little to no access to any real healthcare. Any doctor who isn’t blackout drunk could tell what they are, so going to hospitals or regular check ups isn’t an option. Very rarely, a ghoul will become a doctor, and they become a pillar of their community. Though this isn’t reliable and barely any ghouls have ever been to a real medical practice, they have to rely on themselves and the frontier medicine they learn from other ghouls or through trial and error

When they’re injured, there’s a chance that it doesn’t grow back right. If it’s skin then it could mean scarring, but if it’s entire limbs it could mean permanent loss. If they can, a ghoul should try to rinse the wound so no debris can interfere with the growth. If it still fails to grow back right, they can attempt to retry the growth by cutting the wound back open to jumpstart regeneration. In the cases of scars though, very few try to fix them because it’s a whole lot of pain for little reward. Plus the CCG overlooks people with large scars since they still think ghouls can’t scar much, so it’s a good thing to have to throw them off

The amputation method is applied to a lot. Stomach cancer? Cut out the stomach and regrow it. Infected cut on your shoulder? Cut it off and regrow it. The only thing it doesn’t work well for is regrowing fingernails and hair because of how ghoul bodies need to conserve keratin, and brain injuries since it just makes them worse. 90% of the time the fix works on the first try, but if it’s something like surface level scars or a bad optic nerve, it’s not worth the risk of making it worse. It’s a gamble, but it’s the best that they have

Some medications are safe for them in small quantities. If taken with food, they can digest it, but some brands make them sick and some don’t work, so they have to rely on rumors and advice from other ghouls when trying any. Usually weird obscure brands end up working better, like how the oral antibiotics used at most hospitals make them throw up, but there’s an oral antibiotic made for veterinary care that works for them. It’s trial and error, but the payoff is great when one works, like a dog antidepressant that some have figured out is safe for ghouls

They are surprisingly prone to illness and infections. The rc cells that let them regenerate like Deadpool on crack are made for rebuilding tissue, but don’t actually fight infections. In fact they have a slightly lower white blood cell count on average than humans. With how much they get cut, consume flesh from humans who have diseases that they can catch, and retract their kagune, they get sick a lot. Things like Red Run, an infection of the kakuhou that happens when debris gets trapped in it from dirty kagune being retracted, and good ol’ fashion staphylococcus, are very common in them

Antibiotics are hard to come by, as are painkillers and anti inflammatory drugs, so they have to find substitutes. Lots of washing wounds with warm saltwater and a small list of over the counter painkillers are the best many can get.

Some steal medical equipment to use, though Lots of tools have to be altered to work for them. Most commonly, Scalpel blades and syringe needle tips are replaced with whittled down Ukaku shards

They can’t consume much, but they can inhale things. You bet your ass ghouls smoke weed medicinally

Rc suppressants were made to harm ghouls, but they’re used by some ghouls on purpose. Those with rc levels that are too high can suffer from it, as can ghouls with Intravenous Kagune Formation Disorder (a chronic illness in which tiny kagune clumps form while still in the veins causing pain and bad blood flow). so if they can afford it they’ll buy some on the black market

Surgery is possible for them, though very rare. Most procedures they do are done on themselves without any drugs or help and are just simple amputations/removals, but intricate procedures are possible under the right circumstances. If ghouls have the money and means, they can get surgeries for things like cochlear implants, appearance modifications, and spinal corrections. As long as a ghoul is on the right amount of rc suppressants, they can prevent regeneration long enough for the procedure to change their homeostasis.

Vaccines, like all medicine, are hard for them to get. Some ghouls make a living stealing batches from hospitals and selling them (after being kept in questionable conditions) to whoever has the money to get their kids immunized to illnesses humans can give them. Ghouls are astounded that humans will willingly deny themselves and their loved ones medicine, like really? You have all that at your fingertips and never use it? Yeah fuck you

Ghouls are prone to vitamin and mineral deficiencies, and there isn’t anything they can eat besides humans and other ghouls, but there’s some parts that are good for some things. They’ll trade prime cuts of muscle and fat for things like livers and kidneys from other ghoul’s prey to combat deficiencies

They may be ruthless, but ghouls will do anything to protect members of their families or gangs when sick. They will provide food and even risk catching the illness to cuddle up to them. The calming pheromone ghouls produce when cuddled together can slightly relieve pain, and the affection ain’t bad either

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Safe Aviary Plants and Toxic Plants for Birds@|what plants can i put in an outdoor aviary@|@|24

Plants not only add aesthetic value to an otherwise sterile-looking enclosure, but they also provide a more natural, engaging, and secure environment for the inhabitants to enjoy. Using plants to create visual barriers within the flight may help reduce aggression among cagemates by providing objects for the birds to hide behind.5 This in turn helps to make the birds feel more secure, and may therefore result in reduced stress levels. Foliage in the cage gives the birds something to occupy themselves with–birds often chew on, play within, and even build nests out of plants placed in their living space.

For this reason, care must be taken when selecting plants to decorate a flight. Both live and fake plants may be used, but all parts of the plant must be safe and nontoxic. The best fake plants to use are constructed of untreated silk and plastic. Make sure the silk plants do not have any components that may be easy for a bird to consume, tangle itself in, get caught on, or stuck by. Treated wood baskets and paper plants may be hazardous choices and are not recommended for decorating flights. Two benefits of using silk plants are: 1) they are not as easily destroyed by the birds, and 2) they can be scrubbed clean and disinfected as needed.

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Live plants tend to demand more upkeep and may need to be replaced more frequently, as finches often love to pick them apart. Try to obtain plants that have not been sprayed with any pesticides or chemicals, and be sure to rinse the plants off before placing them in and around the flight. Do not add any fertilizers to the soil (they are toxic);6 if fertilizers are already present in the soil, repot the plant with uncontaminated soil. Leaving each plant in its pot is suggested, in case a plant dies and needs to be removed.

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Placement Plantings should be spaced appropriately to allow room for flight paths and to permit the birds to access to the floor of the enclosure. Walk-in enclosures should also have planned pathways for birdkeeper access. Be careful to provide climbing vines with trellis to support the weight of their growth; otherwise they could break the aviary mesh and allow escape of the birds.

Selection Aside from ensuring that the plant(s) you have selected are non-toxic, try to avoid purchasing plants which are tall and rapidly-growing as these will require constant pruning. In addition to considering what plants are best suited for your area, don’t forget to also consider the needs of the birds. Avadavats and Munias enjoy climbing small bamboos and grasses, for example, Munias and Mannikins prefer to weave their nests into grass clumps, and Weavers need palm leaves and broad-leafed grasses for nesting material.

Timing of Live Plantings Plants should be added to the enclosure as it is being completed. The plants should be allowed to grow sufficiently before adding the birds; this way, the plants will be better able to withstand being nibbled on. Ideally plants should produce their densest foliage while the birds are nesting.

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When choosing plants for your aviary, consult a botanist or experienced gardener who can help you select plants which are suitable for planting in your locale (considering your hardiness zone, soil type, sun exposure, etc.). Below are some options which have been listed as safe for birds.

Note: Please be aware that roses and bougainvillea have thorns.

Outdoor Plants

Trees & Shrubs Acacia Almond Arbutus Ash

Aspen Autumn olive Bayberry Birch Bladdernut Blueberry Camellia Cottonwood Dogwood Elm Fir (balsam, douglas, subalpine, white) Forsythia Fuchsia Guava Hawthorn Larch Madrona Magnolia Mango (zone 9+) Manzanita Mountain ash Nectarine Papaya (zone 10+) Pear (as long as the seeds aren’t eaten) Pine (ponderosa, spruce, Virginia, white) Pittosporum (zone 9+) Poplar Pyracantha Raspberry Rose Rubus odoratus Spruce (black, Norway, red, white) Viburnum White poplar

Vines Bougainvillea (can also be grown as shrub or small tree) Grape vine Russian Vine (Polygonum baldschuanicum)

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Grasses & Herbs Bamboo Oregano Rosemary Thyme

Ground Cover and Short Plants Baby’s tears aka Polka Dot Plant (Helxine soleirolii) Chickweed Creeping jenny (Lysimachia)

Wild passerines built a nest in a hanging petunia.

Dandelion Marigold Mother of pearl Nasturtium (zone 9+) Petunia Piggyback begonia (Begonia hispida variant Cucullifera) Piggyback plant Plectranthus (zone 9+) Sedum Thistle White clover

Indoor Plants (Safe Houseplants) and Tropical Plants

African violet (Saintpaulia spp., Episcia reptans) Aluminum plant (Pilea cadierei)

Bird’s Nest Fern (Asplenium nidus) Boston Fern (Nephrolepis exaltata) Bloodleaf Bromeliads Burro’s tail Cactus (except pencil, peyote, mescaline, candelabra) Christmas cactus (Schlumbergera bridgesii) Cissus: Danish ivy aka Grape Ivy (Cissus rhombifolia), Kangaroo vine (Cissus antarctica)

Emerald ripple peperomia

Flame nettle (Coleus sp.) Gold-fish plant Hens & chickens

Lipstick plant

Madagascar jasmine Monkey plant Nerve plant Palms:

Potted palms provide privacy around the nest.

Areca (Chrysalidocarpus lutescens)

Bamboo (Chamaedorea erumpens)

Butterfly Cane

Canary Island (Phoenix canariensis)

Date

European Fan (Chamaerops humilis)

Fishtail

Golden Feather

Paradise/Kentia (Howea foresterana)

Parlor (Chamaedorea elegans)

Lady (Raphis excelsa)

Madagascar

Miniature Fan

Phoenix

Pygmy Date

Robelein Lady

Sentry

Wine

Peacock plant (Calathea) Pepperomia (Pepperomia sp.) Prayer plant (Maranta leuconeura) Purple Passion aka Velvet Plant (Gynura aurantiaca) Spider plant (Chlorophytum comosum) Swedish ivy (Plectranthus verticillatus)

Wandering jew (Tradescantia sp.) including Giant white inch plant Wax plant (Hoya carnosa) Zebra plant (Aphelandra squarrosa)

Plants which Allow for Perching Dwarf or Hawaiian Schefflera (Schefflera arboricola) Umbrella tree/Schefflera (Brassaia actinophylla) False aralia

Toxic Plants

Plant toxicosis in birds occurs if they chew on or ingest toxic plants. The toxic reaction can be due to pesticide residues on the plants, or to toxins within the plants themselves. Birds which chew on toxic plants may develop oral irritation; if they ingest enough, systemic clinical signs can occur such as vomiting or diarrhea. There is likely significant species differences in sensitivity,16 and studies are lacking. However, plants which have been reported as toxic in some birds, or which are considered to be potentially toxic include:6,25,52,29,56,16,17,28

Common Name Scientific Name Poisonous Part Symptoms Aconite Aconitum sp. all parts Agapanthus Agapanthus sp. sap Amaryllis Amaryllidaceae bulbs American yew Taxus canadensis needles, seeds Apple seeds Apricot pits Arrowhead vine Syngonium podophyllum leaves Arum Lily Arum sp. all parts Autumn crocus Colchicum autumnale all parts Avocado Persea americana pits, skin, flesh Reduced activity, inability to perch, fluffing feathers, labored breathing, rapid death, generalized tissue congestion. Azalea Rhododendron occidentale leaves Balsam pear Memordica charantia seeds, fruit rind Baneberry Actaia sp. berries, roots Bay tree Laurus nobilis Beans all types if uncooked Belladonna Atropa belladonna all parts Bird of paradise Caesalpina gilliesii seeds Bishop’s weed Ammi majus Bittersweet nightshade Solanum dulcamara immature fruit Black locust Robina pseudoacacia bark, sprouts, foliage Blue-green algae Schizophycaea sp. some forms toxic Hepatotoxic, lethal respiratory arrest. Boxwood Buxus sempervirens leaves, stems Buckthorn Rhamnus sp. fruit, bark Burdock Arctium minus Buttercup Ranunculus sp. sap, bulbs Caladium Caladium sp. leaves Calla lily Zantedeschia aethiopica leaves Severe irritation of mucous membranes, edema & irritation may take weeks to subside; severe dyspnea; severe keratoconjunctivitis if plant juices contact eyes. Vomiting, diarrhea. Camel bush Trichodesma incanum Candelabra cactus Euphorbia lactea sap Castor bean or Castor oil plant Ricinus communis beans, leaves Vomiting, diarrhea (possibly bloody), necrosis of organs (liver, spleen, lymph nodes, stomach, intestine) in mammals. Chalice vine Solandra sp. all parts Cherry bark, twigs, leaves, pits Cherry laurel Prunus laurocerasus clippings release cyanide fumes Chinese evergreen Aglaonema modestum all parts Christmas candle Pedilanthus tithymaloides sap Chrysanthemum Chrysanthemum sp. leaves, stems, flowers Clematis Clematis sp. all parts Coffee bean Sesbania sp seeds Gastroenteritis, can be fatal. Hyperthermia, hypertension, hyperactivity, seizures, tachycardia. Coral plant Jatropha multifida seeds Cowslip Caltha polustris all parts Croton Codiaeum sp. sap Crown of thorns Euphorbia milii sap Daffodil Narcissus sp. bulbs Daphne Daphne sp. berries Datura Datura sp. berries Deadly amanita Amanita muscaria all parts Death camas Zygadenis elegans all parts Delphinium Delphinium sp. all parts Diffenbachia or Dumb cane Dieffenbachia picta, sp. leaves Severe irritation of mucous membranes, edema & irritation may take weeks to subside; severe dyspnea; severe keratoconjunctivitis if plant juices contact eyes. Vomiting, diarrhea. Eggplant Solanaceae sp. all parts except fruit Elephant’s ear Colocasis sp. or Alocasia sp. leaves, stems Severe irritation of mucous membranes, edema & irritation may take weeks to subside; severe dyspnea; severe keratoconjunctivitis if plant juices contact eyes. Vomiting, diarrhea. English ivy Ilex aquafolium berries, leaves English yew Taxus baccata needles, seeds Ergot Claviceps purpurea present in poorly stored seed, silage, dog food Gangrene, hyperexcitability, seizures. Euonymus Euonymus sp. all parts False henbane Veratrum woodii all parts Flamingo flower Anthurium sp. leaves, stems Foxglove Digitalis purpurea leaves, seeds Digitalis glycoside – vomiting, bradycardia, arrhythmias, heart block Golden chain Laburnum anagyroides all parts Hemlock (poisoin and water) Conium sp. all parts Henbane Hyocyanamus niger seeds Holly Ilex sp. berries Horse chestnut Aesculus sp. nuts, twigs House plant ferns Pteris sp. Hyacinth Hyancinthinus orientalis bulbs Hydrangea Hydrangea sp. flower bud Iris Iris sp. bulbs Ivy Hedera sp. leaves, berries Jack-in-the-pulpit Arisaema triphyllum all parts Japanese yew Taxus cuspidata needles, seeds Java bean (lima bean) Phaseolus lunatus uncooked beans Jerusalem cherry Solanum pseudocapsicum berries Arrhythmias, bradycardia, heart block, severe gastroenteritis, calcification of vascular system, lungs, kidneys. May be teratogenic. Jimsonweed Datura sp. leaves, seeds Tachycardia, convulsions, death. Juniper Juniperus virginiana needles, stems, berries Lantana Lantana sp. immature berries Larkspur Delphinium sp. all parts Laurel Kalmia, Ledum, Rhodendron sp. all parts Lily Lilium sp. bulbs Lily of the valley Convallaria majalis all parts, including water housing the plant Vomiting, diarrhea, cardiac arrhythmias, bradycardia, heart block. Lobelia Lobelia sp. all parts Locoweed Astragalus mollissimus or Astragalus emoryanus all parts Hyperexcitability and locomotor difficulty. Lords and ladies Arum sp. all parts Lupin Lupinus sp. Marijuana Cannabis sativa leaves Maternity plant Klanchoe sp. Mayapple Podophyllum sp. all parts except fruit Mescal bean Sophora sp. seeds Milkweed Asclepias sp. Weakness, ataxia, seizures, cardiovascular signs. Mistletoe Santalales sp. berries Mock orange Poncirus sp. fruit Monkshood Aconitum sp. all parts Morning glory Ipomoea sp. all parts Narcissus Narcissus sp. bulbs Nightshades Solanum sp. berries, leaves Arrhythmias, bradycardia, heart block, severe gastroenteritis, calcification of vascular system, lungs, kidneys. May be teratogenic. Oak Quercus sp. Anorexia, diarrhea, small intestinal ulceration and hemorrhage, renal failure & polydypsia, hepatotoxic, can be fatal. Oleander, bay laurel Nerium oleander all parts Digitalis glycoside – vomiting, bradycardia, arrhythmias, heart block Parlor ivy Senecio sp. all parts Parsley Petroselinum sativum Peace lily Spathiphyllum sp. Regurgitation, oral pain, dysphagia and anorexia Peach pits Pencil tree Euphorbia tirucalli sap Philodendron Philodendron sp. leaves, stems Severe irritation of mucous membranes, edema & irritation may take weeks to subside; severe dyspnea; severe keratoconjunctivitis if plant juices contact eyes. Vomiting, diarrhea. Poinsettia Euphorbia pulcherrima leaves, flowers, stem, oily white sap Irritation, vesication, gastroenteritis, conjunctivitis. Poison ivy Toxicodendron radicans sap Poison oak Toxicodendron quercifolium sap Poison sumac Toxicodendron vernix sap Pokeweed Phytolacca americans leaves, roots, berries Ulcerative gastroenteritis; acute hemolytic crisis in people. Potato Solanum tuberosum skin, eyes, new shoots Arrhythmias, bradycardia, heart block, severe gastroenteritis, calcification of vascular system, lungs, kidneys. May be teratogenic. Pothos Epipremnum aureum all parts Regurgitation, oral pain, dysphagia and anorexia. Precatory bean Arbus precatoius Privet Ligustrum volgare all parts Ranunculus Ranunculus sp. sap Rhododendron Rhododendron sp. all parts Rhubarb Rheum rhaponticum leaves Rosary pea, prayer beans, Seminole beads Abrus precatorius seeds Vomiting, diarrhea (possibly bloody), necrosis of organs (liver, spleen, lymph nodes, stomach, intestine) in mammals. Sago Palm, Zamia Palm, Cycad Palm Cycad sp. Liver failure. Skunk cabbage Symplocarpus foetidus all parts Snowdrop Orinthogalum unbellatum all parts Snow on the mountain (ghostweed) Euphorbia marginata all parts Spindle tree Euonymus japonica all parts Split leaf philodendron or Swiss cheese plant Monstera sp. all parts Sweet pea Lathyrus latifolius seeds and fruit Tobacco Nicotinia sp. leaves Vomiting, diarrhea, hyperexcitability, muscle fasciculations, seizures, rapid death. Pododermatitis if bird handled by a smoker. Coughing, sneezing, sinusitis, conjunctivitis, secondary respiratory infections if exposed to cigarette smoke. Umbrella plant Cyperus alternifolius leaves Virginia Creeper Parthenocissus quinquefolio sap Western yew Taxus breviflora needles, seeds Wisteria Wisteria sp. all parts Xanthosoma Xanthosoma sp. leaves Yam bean Pachyrhizus erosis roots, immature pods Yellow jessamine Gelsemium sempervirens flowers Yew Taxus media wood, bark, leaves, seeds Vomiting, diarrhea, weakness, shock, coma, seizure, deaths from cardiac or respiratory failure.

Avian Plant Toxicology Research

Studies of plant toxicity in finch species are greatly lacking, however a few studies were done using canaries. Unfortunately, because great variation exists among species, it is not safe to assume that plants which are non-toxic to canaries are equally safe to other birds and vice versa.

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AUTHOR(S): Arai, M.; Stauber, E.; Shropshire, C. M. TITLE: Evaluation of selected plants for their toxic effects on canaries. YEAR: 1992 CITATION: J Am Vet Med Assoc, 200(9), +61404532026

ABSTRACT: Leaves or fruit from 14 plants considered to be toxic to pet birds were administered by gavage to 15 pairs of canaries (Serinus canaria). Each bird was given 0.12 to 0.70 g of plant material. One pair served as a control and was given distilled water. The plant materials were flash-frozen in liquid nitrogen, pulverized, and resuspended in deionized water for administration. Of the plants tested, 5 (

oleander, lupine, foxglove, yew leaves, and dieffenbachia) were considered highly toxic and were associated with acute death of birds. The remaining plant samples (clematis, Hoya carnosa, privet Ligustrum vulgare, parsley Petrosilium sativum, cherry Prunus sp., Pyracantha coccinia, rhododendron, black locust Robinia pseudoacacia, and wisteria) caused no, or only transient, clinical illness.

AUTHOR(S): Hargis, A. M.; Stauber, E.; Casteel, S.; Eitner, D. TITLE: Avocado (Persea americana) intoxication in caged birds. YEAR: 1989 CITATION: J Am Vet Med Assoc, 194(1), 64-66

ABSTRACT: Following two incidents in which a pet canary and three pet cockatiels died under conditions suggesting ingestion of avocado as cause of death, an experimental study was undertaken. Avocados of two cultivars were mashed and administered via feeding cannula to 8 canaries and 8 budgerigars. Two control budgerigars were given water via feeding cannula. Six budgerigars and 1 canary died within 24 to 47 hours after the first administration of avocado.

Deaths were associated with administration of both avocado cultivars. Higher dose was associated with greater mortality. The 2 budgerigars given water were normal throughout the observation period. It is concluded that avocados are highly toxic to budgerigars and less toxic to canaries. PM findings observed in some birds included subcutaneous oedema in the pectoral area and hydropericardium.

The following study was done using just budgies:

AUTHOR(S): Shropshire, C. M.; Stauber, E.; Arai, A. TITLE: Evaluation of selected plants for acute toxicosis in budgerigars. YEAR: 1992 CITATION: J Am Vet Med Assoc, 200(7), 936-939

ABSTRACT: Pairs of budgerigars were given samples, by gavage, of plants considered potentially toxic to pet birds. Samples were prepared by flash-freezing and powdering fresh plant material in liquid nitrogen and resuspending the material in deionized water for administration. Of the 19 plants tested, only 6 induced clinical signs of illness; these plants included

yew, oleander, clematis, avocado, black locust, and Virginia creeper (Taxus media, Nerium oleander, Clematis sp, Persea americana, Robinia pseudoacacia, Parthenocissus quinquefolio).

The other plants tested in this study were: bleeding heart (Lamprocapnos spectabilis), privet (Ligustrum sp.), honeysuckle (Lonicera sp.), lupine (Lupinus sp.), cherry (Prunus sp.), pyracantha (Pyracantha coccinea), boxwood (Buxus sp.), dumbcane (Dieffenbachia seguine), foxglove (Digitalis sp.), spindle bush (Euonymus alatus), poinsettia (Euphorbia pulcherima), rhododendron (Rhododendron sp.), and blue elderberry (Sambucus cerulea).

Note how some plants which appear well tolerated by budgies (lupine, dieffenbachia, foxglove) prove fatal to canaries, while some plants which canaries appear to tolerate (clematis, black locust) make budgies quite ill. Until more research is done, it is important to err on the side of caution and avoid any plant which may potentially be toxic. [external_footer]

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Express Yourself with Style: The Trendsetting Horizontal Labret Piercing

Introduction:

In the world of body modification and self-expression, piercings have carved a unique niche, allowing individuals to showcase their personality and creativity. One such striking form of piercing is the Horizontal Labret Piercing. This captivating adornment has gained immense popularity among those seeking a distinctive and edgy look. In this article, we will delve into the details of the Horizontal Labret Piercing, exploring its origins, procedure, aftercare, and the unique style statement it offers.

Unveiling the Horizontal Labret Piercing:

The Horizontal Labret Piercing is a bold and innovative take on traditional lip piercings. Unlike its vertical counterpart, which enters the lower lip from the top and exits through the bottom, the horizontal labret pierces through the lip horizontally, typically near the cupid's bow or slightly above the chin. This placement provides a visually striking and symmetrical aesthetic, drawing attention to the center of the face.

Origins and Cultural Significance:

The art of body piercing dates back centuries and has been practiced by various cultures for reasons ranging from rituals and traditions to personal adornment. The Horizontal Labret Piercing, while not as ancient as some other forms of piercings, has gained prominence as a contemporary statement of individuality and style. Its roots can be traced to the modern body modification and alternative fashion movements that have evolved over the past few decades.

The Procedure and Pain Factor:

Like any piercing, the Horizontal Labret Piercing should be performed by a skilled and experienced professional. The process involves carefully marking the desired entry and exit points, followed by the actual piercing using a sterilized needle or a dermal punch. While pain tolerance varies from person to person, many individuals report a manageable level of discomfort during the procedure, which is relatively brief.

Aftercare and Healing:

Proper aftercare is essential to ensure the healing process is smooth and free from complications. Piercing studios typically provide detailed instructions, which may include rinsing with a saline solution, avoiding oral contact with the piercing, and refraining from playing with the jewelry. It's important to follow these guidelines diligently to prevent infection and promote quick healing. Healing times can vary, but on average, the Horizontal Labret Piercing may take several weeks to a few months to fully heal.

Making a Style Statement:

What sets the Horizontal Labret Piercing apart is its unique ability to make a bold style statement. This unconventional piercing instantly draws attention to the center of the face, framing the lips in an alluring and captivating manner. Wearers can choose from an array of jewelry options, including curved barbells, captive bead rings, and even studs adorned with gems or intricate designs. The versatility of this piercing allows for personalization, ensuring that individuals can express their distinct personalities through their chosen jewelry.

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