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yngtort · 1 year ago

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— toothache ❄️

♫ All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth ♫

kinkmas day 1

Fem!reader. mdni. 2.9kw. in which doctor bangchan fills your cavities and the entirety of your mouth.

It hurt like hell.

Exposed to the cold early morning air of the winter, your teeth ache in your mouth. The pain was so aggravating that it had you zooming through the icy roads, trying to get to the dentist as soon as possible.

You had a cavity.

It was obvious, but it still caught you off guard. You genuinely always took good care of your teeth. You brushed, flossed, washed, and even went the extra mile to buy that expensive LED teeth whitening thing from TikTok.

Your hygiene was top tier.

but you’re still pulling into the parking lot of diamond dental with your hand glued to the side of your face.

“Seungmin, I’m freaking the fuck out.” You mumbled into the phone as you hop out of your Nissan, locking it multiple times because you're that kind of person.

The type to worry over little things like a stolen car and dying in a dentist chair.

“It’s not that bad, y/n. You won’t even feel anything.” Your coworker, most importantly your best friend, tells you from the other end.

“You’re acting like you’ve never been to the dentist before.”

He’s right, you have been there— but just to get your teeth brushed a couple times and handed a sticker right after. Not, to be stabbed in the mouth with a needle.

“It’s just been a while and you know how I feel about people’s hands in my mouth.”

“I don’t like the way you worded that.” He faked gagged, “anyways, call me when you’re done, Kay?”

“Kay.” you replied, slightly disappointed as he hung up the phone. Leaving you to walk the path of shame into the dentist office alone.

After filling out an extensive amount of paperwork, anxiously shaking your leg for an hour, and losing a mean game of virtual uno— your name was finally called.

You were led to the back by a small lady whose steps were short but impactful. She was so fast, you couldn’t tell if you were a patient or a Maury cameraman.

“Go on in,” she gestured towards the basic oral operation room. You take a seat, awkwardly deciding to put your hands on your stomach.

fuck you’re scared shitless, and the woman seems to notice your discomfort as she tries to distract you with a small conversation. But your eyes are still trained on whatever the fuck she’s putting together.

You inadvertently move away as she holds a silicone piece to your lips, “open as wide as you can,” she instructed.

Gosh, this was embarrassing. You were almost considering letting your teeth rot. But no, that’s gross.

Once the what-ever-it’s-called is placed in your mouth, she brings over another contraption. You assume it’s just a glorified camera, which was correct.

after a few pictures of your teeth, which kinda hurt btw, the woman inspected the photo. “Looks like you have a cavity on one of your molars. Other than that, you take pretty good care of your teeth.”

Pretty good? You felt like your efforts deserved higher praise but whatever. She goes on to tell you what needs to be done and how long it will take.

You grimace at the details.

“The doctor will be with you shortly.” She told before promptly leaving.

And now you’re left in complete silence. Well, not exactly silence. There was some music playing in the back, falling in melody with the constant sound of mechanical wiring from people in the rooms over— probably getting the same procedure. It sounded like someone was dying in there, seriously.

Anxiety filled you to the brim as you considered darting out that room right that second.

But just as you’re about to swing yourself out of your seat, there’s a voice that enters the room.

“Hello, ms.y/n . I’m dr.bang, I’ll be taking care of you for the day.” The doctor says as he steps in-front of you and suddenly you don’t want to move from that seat anytime soon.

He’s an undeniable hottie, even in those generic dentist scrubs that everyone in the faculty sported. For some reason, he just sparkled in them. Maybe it was because of the bulging muscles and his tan skin— whatever it was, your mouth was watering.

“Hello,” you said rather dryly, still locked on the vain that ran down his toned arm.

The doctor gives you a smile, a bright one too, and pulls a seat next to yours. “I hear you have a cavity. Mind if i have a look?” He asks as if you really have a choice. like he’s not already lowering the back of your chair so he can get a good look at your pearly whites.

He goes in with a tiny mirror, holding your chin with his free hand as he inspects the cavity. “You’ve got a bit of a sweet tooth, hmm?” he asked, thumb gliding over your bottom lip.“suckers, perhaps?”

Damn, he called you out.

Now this may sound a little weird, but you’ve always had quite the addiction to lollipops — suckers, the tootsie pop ones specifically. it’s even gotten to the point where you have a jar of them waiting at home on your nightstand.

And it’s not even the flavor of candy itself, you just…like putting things in your mouth?

Moving on !

Dr.bang finally moves back, releasing your jaw that was just starting to hurt. “It's only a small cavity. just need to fill it in for ya and I’ll be out of your hair.”

Honestly, with a face like his, he could play in your hair for as long as he wanted to. Give it a few tugs while he’s at it.

“Okay, but um..” you gulp a bit, toying with the end of your jacket. “Are you gonna give me a shot? My mouth is a bit sensitive, and I was wondering if there were any other alternatives.”

The doctor chuckled softly hearing your concerns. It wouldn’t be the first time he’s heard something like this.

“Unfortunately, the numbing gel that we use wouldn’t be as effective for this procedure.” He said before placing his hand on your shoulder in a reassuring manner. “But I promise it’ll only hurt for a second. I’m sure you can take it, yeah?”

take what? him ? Or the damn needle?

You have no clue, but if he’s gonna talk to you like that, you feel like you could break through a wall if you put your mind to it.

The dirty thoughts don’t get any better throughout the rest of your time in that damn chair either. Dr.bang had quite the mouth on him.

“Open up for me” “atta girl.” “That’s it, just a bit more”, he would say this while fingers were damn there down your throat.

A bit of an overstatement, he’s drilling your teeth, but you wish was drilling his dick—

“All done.”

The back of your chair is lifted up and you try not to let your body slump over. You’ve been lying in that spot for about an hour and a half, teeth being tickled, and eyes being blinded by the dingy light above your head.

And yet, you don’t want to go home.

“Does everything feel okay, ms.y/n? Nothing bothering you?” he asks, removing his glasses and placing them in his —soft— hair.

You shake your head, “nope, just can’t feel my tongue.” You say, poking the side of your face, testing how much force it will take for you to actually start feeling it.

The doctor laughs at your comment, dimples on full display. “The numbness should wear off in a hour or so. Just try not to eat, don’t want you biting your tongue off.”

“Has that actually happened?” You asked, wide eyed and Mr.bang only laughed again.

“On occasion.” He told, “But you’re a smart girl, so I know you won’t disobey doctors orders.”

Does he get paid to talk like that? Or is he just written by a woman with daddy issues?

Both probably.

“Speaking of doctor orders, try to lay off the sugar, yeah? I’m sure you don’t want to see too much of me after today.”

—

“That was obviously an opening for you to flirt with him.” Seungmin scoffs as he closes the register.

You’re at your job, a small candy parlor called sweethearts, talking to your dear coworker about what transpired earlier that day. You didn’t spare him from the dirty laundry that harvested in your mind while you were getting the fill in. Seungmin doesn’t care tho, he’s not judgmental.

That, and you’re his only source of entertainment as the slow part of your shift comes around.

“Flirt? With the dentist? Isn’t there like a rule against that?” You asked, shifting the cherry flavored sucker in your mouth over to the other side of your cheek.

“For him, yeah” Seungmin shrugged, “but I doubt that anyone actually cares nowadays.”

“He’s probably in a relationship.” You popped the candy out your mouth, lips stained in a pretty red. “He’s too fine not to be.”

“And? ” he crossed his arms.

You blink at him a couple times, “I’m not fucking a taken man.”

“Loser.”

“You’re so-“ you sigh. “Whatever, just go restock something.” You push him from behind the counter.

The next few hours seemed to fade into each other as you stood absentmindedly behind the register. Seungmin had already clocked out since he got lucky and was offered a short shift for today. now you’re slouching at the register— phone in hand, while sucking on another tootsie pop.

“Just can’t stay away from those things, huh?” The voice grabs your attention with a force of seven suns.

you know that thick accent too well.

It had replayed in your head for the entirety of the day after your first encounter.

“D-Dr. bang?” you stutter, eyes round as you take in the man in front of you as he sets down a heart shaped box of chocolates.

“Chris.” he corrects, “I don’t like being called doctor outside the clinic. Makes me sound old.”

It makes him sound hot, in your opinion.

You nod a few times before clearing your throat, reminding yourself that you are on the clock.

”Christmas shopping?” you asked, still mentally going feral as gaze over his stature.

He’s dressed like a chase Atlantic song, how could you not ?

“Yes actually. I was looking for some small sweets to fill up a gift basket.”

“Oh” you perk, scanning the chocolates and placing them in a bag. “for your girlfriend?”

“No, don’t have one.” He says with a shrug, “it’s for my mom.”

A mamas boy ! Woo !

a spark of relief shoots through your body as you hear his words. You won’t have to be a homewrecker after all. Not saying that you were planning to but,, it’s just good to know.

“$6.58.” You tell and Chris follows through with the transaction. his hands brushes against yours as you pass the bag to him and you can’t help but blush like a schoolgirl.

“What about you?”

You blink, “what about me?”

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

Is he showing interest too? Is that what this was?

“No, but I dont think these are the kind of questions doctors are supposed to ask.” you say teasingly.

“I’m just trying to get to know my patient better.”

“Uh huh, sure.” you raise an eyebrow, “got anything else you wanna ask?”

Chris crossed his arms, eyes flickering down to the stick that laid between your plump lips. The Candy was completely gone, leaving behind a blue hue on your mouth.

“Your obsession with suckers might’ve peaked my interest.” He told, “do they taste that good that you have to go against my orders?”

That's a really good question. it’s not the first time you’ve heard it, but it stumps you every time. You’re actually a savory kind of girl, like if you had to choose between pie or chips— you’re grabbing the saltiest bag you can find.

But it’s like all your life, you were always sucking on something. Your thumb, jawbreakers, ring pops— anything really.

“I don’t exactly know.” You start, thinking about how to word this. “It’s not exactly the taste…I just kind of like putting things in my mouth?”

Every part of you was expecting to be laughed at, but when not a chuckle left the man’s lips you were just confused.

“So you have an oral fixation?” He asks

“There’s a name for it?” “There’s a name for everything, love.”

“And how do you know all of this?” You push and Chris clicks his tongue.

“I’m a dentist, remember?” Chris takes a step closer, leaning against the counter. “I also know how to satisfy that urge you’ve been feeling.”

Oh.

—

you don’t remember how you ended up like this. pressed against the break room door, tongue tangled with a man you just met.

It’s a crazy situation, but honestly it’s not the wildest thing you’ve done.

your melting into his hold, kiss making you dizzy as if his saliva was laced with some kind of drug. it was absolutely intoxicating, the way his tongue explored every part of your mouth with no restraint.

“Taste so fuckin’ sweet.” He mumbled against your lips.

Chris’s hands roam under your shirt. his cold palms against your warm skin sends a shiver down your spine. Goosebumps follow behind him with every contact as he massages and squeezes your curves.

He pulls back from the kiss and you couldn’t help but whine at the sudden detachment. You try to get him back, but his hand grabs your jaw.

“Don’t worry pretty girl, I got something to fill that dirty mouth of yours.” He coaxes, thumb brushing your swollen lips. “On your knees.”

You take to the floor with no questions asked, eyes coming in direct contact with his bulge and you can’t help but wonder that would even fit in your mouth.

But you won’t back down from the challenge. Your hands almost beggingly climb up his thighs as you look up at him, silently asking for permission.

“If there’s something you want, say it.” Chris tells, head tilted to the side in such an attractive way.

You lean your face up against his leg, “can I put it in my mouth?”

The older grins, “Of course, baby.” He says before unzipping his pants and letting them drop to the floor.

You gulp at how thick his thighs are. Just imagine riding them, wetness dripping all over his skin.

And that’s not even the main event.

his boxers were wrapped so tightly around his dick, each inch was on display and it had your mouth watering. you wasted no time pulling them down, watching it pop up as it’s freed.

“ So big.” You whispered in awe before taking the base into your hands and guiding it to your lips.

“open up for me, love” Chris instructed and you do as told, parting your lips and taking him into your mouth.

the man above lets out a low groan as he's stuffed down your throat. He’s a little surprised at how easily you're handling his girth, lips wrapped around him so snuggly without a single gag.

“Just like that, good girl,” he praises as you suck him like a lollipop. “taking it so well.”

Your head bobbed at a generous rate, hands gripped onto his thighs while you slobbered over his dick. It was such a lewd scene to witness. only worsening when Chris grabs you by your hair, stopping your movements before he takes full control.

his hips reel away before slamming back into your face, fucking your mouth roughly. you whimpered as the head of his dick jabbed the back of your throat repeatedly.

Tears started to well up in your eyes from the harshness of his thrusts. Your throat was rubbed raw and there was an extreme ache in your jaw, but you can’t help being more aroused by the pain. The feeling of being tortured orally had your panties soaked.

So it’s only natural that one of your hands was tucked between your thighs, kneading your clothed clit between your fingers.

“Pretty lil mouth must feel so good finally being used, yea? been practicing on those stupid suckers just for this?” Chris asks cockily, knowing he’d never receive an answer.

He fucks you until his dick is twichting uncontrollably on your tounge, ready to release his thick seed down your throat. But before he even gives you the satisfaction, he yanks back, dick leaving your mouth with a pop.

He decided he’d rather see his cum painting your face than having it disappear without a trace. So he pumps himself in sync with your fingers that were still buried in your pants.

It’s only a matter of seconds before his white ropes drench your face— tongue, lips, lashes— all covered in his mess.

“Fuck” he curses and says something else, but you can comprehend. You're too deep in a daze.

“Y/n.” He calls and calls and calls and calls—

until suddenly his voice loses that thick Aussie accent and instead starts sounding more like your coworker.

“Yo, y/n? I'm gonna clock out soon.” Seungmin says waving his hands in front of your face, “your break was over 30 minutes ago.”

“W-what the fuck???” You blink, still confused and the male just sighs.

“You and your daydreams, man.”

Kinkmas has finally started ! hope you guys enjoyed day 1. I had to quickly cut it short because I type too much and I definitely wouldn’t make the deadline if I continued. That being said, if you would like me to continue toothache as a series just let me know !

— sincerely nni

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virgilwlay01 · 9 months ago

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5 Benefits of Invisalign Over Traditional Braces

Invisalign and traditional braces are two of the most popular options for straightening teeth. While both methods can effectively improve dental alignment, there are some key differences between them that make Invisalign in Winter Park, FL, a preferred choice for many individuals. In this article, we will explore five benefits of Invisalign over traditional braces.

1. Aesthetics

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2. Comfort

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3. Removable

Another significant advantage of Invisalign is its removability. Unlike traditional braces that are fixed onto the teeth for the entire duration of treatment, Invisalign aligners can be removed when eating, drinking, or brushing and flossing. This makes it easier to maintain good oral hygiene and also allows individuals to continue enjoying their favorite foods without any restrictions.

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Conclusion

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#Invisalign in Winter Park

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mclvin · 2 years ago

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introducing . . . MELVIN 'MEL' THURMAN

— as penned by fia for afterliferp

TLDR; Mel Thurman is a 27 year old ( born february 16th ) mechanic and your friendly local drug dealer. They are a demi-dude, and is referred to by he/they pronouns. Originally from Queens, New York, he currently resides with his two moms in Perseus Park.

MELVIN THURMAN is patterned socks under chunky boots; patchwork tattoos and grease-stained fingers; humming under their breath every chance they can get; threadbare voice ripped to ribbons from shrieks 'n' thrills; a white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel and pedals to the floor racing; frizzy hair in a bun; ripped denim, mustard coloured hoodies, disposable cameras collecting dust on a bedroom shelf. Sad music in the winter, bops in the summer. Good dental hygiene, pimple-popping videos; callouses from work, callouses from his guitar; quick math and annotated fiction books.

likes — ocean swims, drag racing, the sound of leaves crunching underfoot, late-night video game sessions, bossa nova tunes

dislikes —sudden loud sounds, being rushed in the morning, vodka-redbull, sticky-hot weather, spiders

#afterlife.intro #it has taken me 10000 years to do this but it's finally here whEW

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kaistarus · 5 years ago

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Clickbait(YouTuberAU)--Chapter7

Pairings: kiribaku, tododeku

Words: 5,006

Summary: A lot of great things came with being a big name YouTuber, but along with those perks were some serious drawbacks. One of the biggest being your lack of personal privacy.

Due to just one video, Kirishima's least well-kept secret has become a viral sensation, and now he has to deal with the repercussions from both the YouTube community and the public. Hopefully, those he's dragging down with him won't mind...

Notes: I love these idiots so much:) this chapter made my soul happy lmao

Ready the whole thing here

Kirishima tapped his foot repeatedly against his bedroom’s carpeted floor while aggressively brushing his teeth. All his laundry was haphazardly strewn across his room in hopes of making an outfit decision easier. But in actuality, it left him staring at a zebra-striped tank top for twenty minutes confused why he owned it in the first place. The only progress made had been kicking his winter apparel into the far corner of his room to be dealt with who knew when and increasing his dental hygiene to a level his mom would finally be proud of. In other words, nothing that benefitted his date with Bakugou.

Kirishima groaned exaggeratedly and left to find the others in the main area of the house. He had wanted to at least try getting ready on his own, but reluctantly accepted he was too out of practice. And Bakugou was no baby step back into the dating scene, so he couldn’t afford any embarrassing mistakes.

Mina sat comfortably at the kitchen island, swinging her feet and leaning heavily on the granite countertop while watching her laptop screen. She paid no attention to the scene behind her of Kaminari struggling to decorate a Christmas tree while Sero stood next to him with the camcorder, filming his efforts with an entertained smirked. Kirishima took one glance at Kaminari tangled in colored Christmas lights and decided it wasn’t worth asking.

“I need help,” Kirishima said through a mouthful of mint toothpaste. Mina gave him a disgusted look and Kirishima rolled his eyes, going to the kitchen’s sink to spit and rinse out his mouth before continuing, “help me.”

“Pre-date panic?”

“He’s been panicking since last night,” Sero said, angling the camera in their direction. “He did three loads of laundry this morning.”

“I didn’t have anything to wear.”

“I didn’t know you went through three loads of outfits on one date,” Kaminari said, throwing the string of lights onto the ground once released from their constriction. “I must have a different definition of hiking.”

Kirishima glowered at Kaminari. “What are you even doing?”

“Setting up for a skit?” Kaminari said. He popped open one of several cardboard boxes marked ‘don’t open till x-mas’ and started pulling out cases of ornaments. “Some of us are lonely and still have jobs to do.”

“But our Christmas tree?”

“It will probably be fine.”

Kirishima wanted to argue, but he knew it could be worse. He would never recover from the morning Kaminari filled the living room walls with borderline sexual fanart of himself. It was a whole otherworldly type of pain— he actually felt his eyes burn and his mind start rotting. Just thinking about it sent a shiver down his spine.

“Are you almost done? We still need to get supplies for my video.” Mina turned to Kirishima with a mischievous smile. “I’m giving me and Kaminari beards. I saw it in a dream, so I must make it a reality.”

“If someone helped me it would go a lot faster.”

Sero just waved the camcorder at him as his excuse. Kirishima and Mina both shrugged in response.

“I could do a lot of things, but that’s not one of them,” Mina said. She flipped her laptop closed and gave Kirishima an elevator glance. “Alright, first we need to change your outfit.” She said, pointing to his pajama shirt. “Then we need to get food in you because I know you’ve been starving yourself from nerves.”

“Obviously, we have to change my shirt. That was my whole issue.” He said, ignoring her latter comment. She raised a dainty eyebrow to show that it didn’t go unnoticed which sucked. If he threw up during the date that was on her.

“C’mon,” Mina hopped off the stool and gestured towards his bedroom. “You have much to learn in so little time.”

“Five hours is little time?”

She shot him a teasing look over her shoulder. “So much to learn.”

He trailed after her and was surprised at how quickly she went to work once they were in his room. She kicked items off to the side, picking up various shirts to hold up to his chest before tossing them over her shoulder without a care for where they landed and continued the process without letting Kirishima in on the system. He didn’t bother asking and let her take control of the situation. He was too busy stressing about the cocky smirk that wandered into his mind whenever he stopped actively distracting himself.

Out of nowhere, Mina chucked a long-sleeve at his face. He peeled off the red shirt and held it at a distance to discover it was his favorite Crimson Riot shirt he’d bought in college. “This?”

“It’s the most authentically you shirt I could find,” Mina said. She kicked more clothes around the floor before mumbling, “now pants.”

Kirishima was taken back. He guessed the point of dating was authenticity. He tightened his fist around the cotton fabric and focused on the faded logo across the center. He wondered how long it would take Bakugou after truly knowing him to realize that Kirishima wasn’t worth his time.

A pair of athletic shorts slapped him in the face, and he ripped them off. “Mina!”

“Stop being self-deprecating and help me find socks.” She raised her eyebrows at him challengingly. Kirishima sighed. He sunk down to the floor to rummage around the mess of clothes they’d created, attempting to remember where the sock pile had originally formed. A few feet away Mina pulled out a pair excitedly from under a few sweatshirts and waved them in the air.

Kirishima chuckled at Mina’s antics. He could do this. He just had to remember that even if everything went wrong and Bakugou completely hated him, he would still have this. Mina would still come over every day doing things like putting fake beards on them, Kaminari would still be putting Christmas trees up nowhere near the holidays, and Sero would still be encouraging the chaos and recording their memories. He just had to try and remember that he would still have his friends no matter how today turned out.

He threw a shirt at Mina after expertly blocking her own clothing toss and they began a full-on war. He laughed while burying her with piles of his now questionably clean laundry.

Yeah, he thought. He’d be okay.

~*~*~*~

He changed his mind. He was absolutely not going to be okay.

Kirishima tugged at his athletic shorts nervously. He hadn’t been able to settle since he’d seated himself in the passenger side of Mina’s car and the squirming only got worse the closer they got to Brush Canyon Trails. It had been easier for him to push back the reality of his situation until Mina had started the engine and it hit him full force that he was actually going on a date with Katsuki Bakugou.

He was going to throw up the toaster waffles Mina shoved down his throat.

“This is a bad idea,” Kirishima said, adjusting a white bandana over his spiked hair. “We should turn around.”

“Eijirou. You would never forgive yourself if you stood that boy up.” Mina said, making a sharp right turn. Kirishima’s stomach sunk as the dusty trails came closer to view. She was right, of course, living with that regret would be infinitely worse than anything Bakugou could throw at him. Kirishima let out a pathetic whine and sunk deeper into the leather seat.

Mina whipped into the entrance of the trails and parked somewhere that probably wasn’t legal. Kirishima let his eyes skim over the people mulling around the popular park’s entryway. Brush Canyon trails were the best hiking paths in LA, having various levels of difficulty winding through the brush and what greenery the mountain could provide; however, the view of the city and Hollywood sign also made it a popular tourist attraction. A family of five unloaded too many supplies from their van for Kirishima to believe they were locals, a girl in workout apparel stretched her legs while her German Shepard laid beside her bored, and a pair of teenage boys in too little clothing for the chilly weather checked over their cameras. When he first came to LA he felt awkward recording in public, but now he didn’t even think twice when there were vloggers on every street corner.

Among them he spotted Bakugou, sitting casually on a flattened rock and scrolling on his phone. He was dressed perfect for overcast weather—sweatshirt, athletic pants, nothing fancy—but Kirishima’s heart still skyrocketed when his mind registered who he was staring at. Part of him thought Bakugou wouldn’t show up.

Fuck. This was actually happening, wasn’t it?

“Do you think he’s been waiting a while? Should we have left earlier?”

“Ei, we are ten minutes early. You are more than fine.” Mina clapped her hands together and met his eyes with excitement. “Are you ready?”

He wasn’t. He’d spent all night imagining every possible scenario, and still seeing Bakugou actually sitting there sent his nerves in a frenzy. “I don’t know if I can do this Mina.”

“You can.” Mina grabbed his hands and gave them a gentle squeeze. “Ei, you are the greatest human I know. You might not believe it in here,” she poked his forehead, “but you are way out of that boy’s league.”

Kirishima nodded halfheartedly. He looked back at Bakugou and tensed when they made direct eye contact. Kirishima gave a small wave through the window and received a finger gun in response. Mina started snickering as Bakugou looked at his hand confused before quickly hiding it behind his back and changing his gaze to his sneakers.

“You’ll be fine. If anything goes wrong just text me and I’ll be here.” Mina said while nudging him out. Kirishima took a deep breath once completely out of the car waving goodbye to Mina as she pulled out of her parking spot. Kirishima was officially on his own. He could do this.

“Hey,” Kirishima called out and he willed his heart to calm down. He hadn’t even been here a full minute and if it kept that up he’d pass out halfway through their date.

Bakugou nodded in acknowledgment but had his eyes locked on Mina’s retreating car. “You could’ve told me you needed a ride.”

“Oh, I mean… Mina was on her way to get beards and hair-dye anyway. So, it wasn’t a big deal.”

Bakugou cocked his head to the side, mulling the statement over. “Do I want to know?”

“Probably not.”

“Perfect,” Bakugou stood and slung a USC drawstring that had been resting beside the rock onto his back. Kirishima thought it was pretty extra to bring a whole bag for a water bottle but didn’t want to insult him this early on. Bakugou gestured towards one of the trails and Kirishima gladly let Bakugou take the lead for their hike. “So, is there a fucking method to your guys’ madness or what?”

Kirishima scrunched his nose as he thought. “Maybe? I just try to make it fun.” Kirishima kicked a large rock that lay in his path. “Last week I turned our swimming pool into a ball pit just because I could.”

“You’re something else,” Bakugou said with a thoughtful expression.

“Thank you!” Kirishima chose to take that as a compliment, following it with, “so, are you all packed for New Orleans?”

“I know the routine. I’ll pack my shit when I get home.”

Kirishima found it interesting how easily Bakugou moved through the paths, confidently passing other locals as if he owned these trails. Kirishima had no issues with Bakugou navigating the way, it meant he could take more time to admire the view—both LA and the ash-blonde beside him.

“You’re almost done for this season, right?”

Bakugou nodded. “A few more.”

“What do you do on off-seasons?” Kirishima asked. He never entertained the idea of taking even a week off. In four years of uploading twice a week, Kirishima had only missed once. He uploaded the day after too, so it honestly barely counted.

“Prepare for the next fucking season,” Bakugou side-eyed him. “We might be adding some new shit.”

Kirishima straightened and faced him more properly. “New? Like what?”

Bakugou hesitated. “I’m not supposed to…” He glanced around as if making sure no one was in hearing distance. “It’s kind of my own segment. Not ghost bull shit.”

“That’s awesome!”

“Yeah. I’m actually kind of—”

“Excuse me,” a pair of teens stood in front of them. The taller teen had her long hair held back with a baseball cap and behind her hid the younger boy, barely peeking out around her shoulder. “Are you RedRiot?” The girl asked.

Kirishima’s eyes widened. “Yeah.”

The shorter teen stepped out and his face blossomed into a wide grin. “You’re my favorite YouTuber.” He tugged onto the girl’s t-shirt. “I told you it was him.”

She swatted his hand away. “He watches you every day. It’s kind of annoying having your theme in my head all the time, no offense.”

“None taken.” Kirishima got recognized a decent amount, but no matter how often it happened it never felt real “What’s your name?”

“Damien,” he said, bouncing on the balls of his feet. “My favorite vlog was when you painted Chargebolt’s car to look like a giant croc.”

Kirishima smirked proudly and he heard Bakugou snort behind him. That was a great video, and Kaminari only stopped talking to him for three days. Worth it.

“Are you that guy from the ghost hunting channel?” The girl pointed a finger at Bakugou, and he stiffened.

“I’m not a ghost hunter.”

“Whatever. Hey, we have to get going.” She pulled her phone out of her pocket. “Can he get a picture with you?”

Kirishima opened his mouth slightly, but the teen had already saddled up next to him. He had no issues taking pictures with his subscribers—if it wasn’t for them he wouldn’t be living out his dreams. He just felt the situation a little awkward given his current circumstance. The two were quick to scurry off after their photo, waving their goodbyes which Kirishima mirrored. He found Bakugou smirking at him amused rather than annoyed.

“Does that happen a lot?” Bakugou asked, continuing the hike as easy as they’d stopped.

“Uh, more often lately.” Kirishima adjusted his bandana uncomfortably. “I would give anything to meet every single person that watches my channel but…” Kirishima wrinkled his nose as he searched for words. “Sometimes I wish I could go out without being recognized.” He waved his hands frantically. “That sounds ungrateful. I love them and I didn’t mean—"

“No,” Bakugou quirked his lips into a small smile. “It’s not selfish to want to feel normal sometimes.”

Kirishima sighed in relief. He enjoyed seeing this side of Bakugou—soft and relaxed. The Bakugou that didn’t have a crease between his brow or a sneer to his lips. Of course, every version of Bakugou was fantastic, but this one felt uniquely special. Like it was reserved for specific moments and people and Kirishima got to be one of them.

“That’s why I don’t have any verified social media,” Bakugou added smugly. “I don’t have to constantly put on an act for subscribers.”

A record scratch sounded in Kirishima’s mind. “Verified what?”

“Social media?” Bakugou rolled his eyes. “You honestly thought that I could be in this dumb ass community and not have some sort of social media account.”

“I guess not… Can I have it?”

“No.”

Kirishima’s jaw went slack. “You can’t do that.”

“Who says?” Bakugou smirked challengingly and Kirishima cursed every god that made him so fucking attractive because it made it really hard arguing with him.

“Me.” Kirishima crossed his arms. “I at least want a hint.”

“I follow you.”

Kirishima whined. He had millions of followers on Twitter, so that was the most garbage hint Bakugou could possibly give him. “That’s not fair.”

“Not my fault you’re mister hotshot YouTuber.” Bakugou snorted. The grin he wore told Kirishima he was having too much fun with this. “Another mile up there’s a resting spot. We should stop there.”

Kirishima grunted in agreeance. “Fine. But just so you know. I can only assume you’re Twitter is a fan account dedicated to me, and that’s why you won’t let me see it.” Bakugou’s cheeks tinted red and Kirishima perked up. “Holy shit. Is it?”

“What the fuck? No. Fuck off.”

“I don’t know. That blush is pretty telling. You can just admit it. This is a safe place Bakugou. No one will judge—”

Bakugou shoved his hand in Kirishima’s face and he laughed as he was half-heartedly pushed a few steps back. Bakugou jogged ahead to get away from Kirishima’s teasing but paused after a good distance. Kirishima felt a pleasing flutter pass through his gut when Bakugou glanced back at him uncertainly as if worried Kirishima had actually taken offense or something. He sent him the most reassuring smile he could and hurried to catch up to Bakugou’s side, and once he reached him the pleasant feeling lingered. Kirishima felt it the entire hike upward as they bantered over nonsensical topics, and that warmth lasted long after they reached the clearing Bakugou had mentioned.

The resting point was on a ledge that overlooked Los Angeles. There were several wooden benches near the metal fence blocking people from accidentally stumbling over the rocky mountainside. Kirishima ran straight over to the rusty railing while Bakugou hung back to use one of the water stations—fountains heightened for both people and pets. No matter how many times Kirishima saw Los Angeles he felt like he was seeing it for the first time. There would be a new graffiti painted somewhere he’d been thousands of times or a new store popped up out of nowhere. The people changed the city as fast as they came.

He felt pride that he could call this place his home.

“It’s amazing, huh?” Kirishima said wistfully when he heard Bakugou approaching.

Bakugou leaned against the railing beside him and shrugged. “It’s alright. The mountains are cool. Ocean’s close.”

“We’re so lucky.” Kirishima’s grip on the metal tightened. “If I could tell middle school me that I’d end up here. He’d lose his shit.”

“Middle school me would be pissed,” Bakugou said humorously. Kirishima raised an eyebrow at the surprise response but Bakugou waved it off. “I was an asshole kid. This wasn’t really my game plan.”

“Game plan?”

“Good grades. College. Job.” Bakugou shrugged his bag off his shoulder and wandered to the cleanest bench. “It took a lot of convincing to get me out of that mindset.”

“What changed your mind?”

Bakugou eyed him carefully and hesitated before saying, “someone said some shit that resonated with me, I guess.”

“Well, they must be pretty awesome if they were able to do all that.” Kirishima plopped down beside Bakugou and watched him dig around in the drawstring bag. He was impatient to see what Bakugou had been carrying around the whole time.

“He’s okay.”

Bakugou pulled out two plastic containers—one red and one orange—and handed the red box to Kirishima. He took it with a confused half-smile and gently popped the lid off, hyperaware of Bakugou’s watchful gaze. Kirishima’s jaw dropped at the rows of onigiri inside.

“Did you make these?” Kirishima asked. They looked nicer than anything he’d ordered from any take-out restaurant.

“So, what if I did?” Bakugou asked. He scrunched his nose and took a large bite of the snack in his own container, avoiding Kirishima’s fond smile.

Kirishima’s chest felt overwhelmingly full at the implications of Bakugou spending time making these for him. He took a moment to just sit with that feeling before carefully biting into his treat and slowly savoring its taste. Unsurprisingly Bakugou was perfect at everything he did. He stole a glance back at Bakugou, and his now calm expression while he picked at his food.

Bakugou looked, for lack of a better word, beautiful being haloed by the slowly setting sun. His hair was a soft peach from the sun’s orange hues and his tanned skin practically glowed. For the first time, Kirishima was able to appreciate his barely visible freckles dotting the bridge of his nose and the fullness of his eyelashes. He could try to hide it behind scowls all he wanted, but Bakugou was a pretty boy through and through. Bakugou leaned against the bench at ease, yet still, his presence dominated the space around them. Kirishima felt honored knowing he was granted access to this private view.

“What are you looking at?”

Kirishima reeled himself back to reality. He met Bakugou’s red-tinted eyes filled with confusion. Kirishima’s brain lagged too many steps behind his mouth when, without permission, he blurted out. “You.” Kirishima followed up with a quick apology when Bakugou went slack jaw.

“It’s fucking whatever,” Bakugou said. Kirishima started berating himself for ruining what could have been a perfect first date when Bakugou continued, “this is going well, right?”

“What?”

“Like the thing that we’re,” Bakugou gestured between the two of them. Kirishima’s eyebrows shot up when he understood.

“The date?” Kirishima asked. Bakugou nodded his head a few times. “I’m having a good time… are you… having a good time?”

“It’s pretty above average.”

“Then, yeah. I’d say it’s going well.” Kirishima grinned dopily as he shoved another bite of onigiri in his mouth, swinging his legs beneath him. He caught Bakugou grinning in his peripheral and his heart soared.

Yeah. This was going great.

It didn’t take them long to finish the rest of their food and begin their descent down the mountain. Once they noticed the sun had begun setting, they agreed it was best to head back since the park closed at dusk. Kirishima was reluctant for their time together to end but was having an easy time distracting himself with Bakugou’s current state.

“So obviously I just wanted to go home, but fucking Deku decided that it would be a genius idea to just hop the fence when we hadn’t gotten legal permission to be on the fucking premises.” Bakugou threw his hands in the air. Kirishima’d learned quickly that Bakugou played up a bad boy image, but was actually a goodie two shoes, “and Todoroki comes in like the lovestruck dipshit he is and boosts him over. No one is listening to me, like always, and now Deku has a broken leg and is stuck on illegal grounds. And we’re all fucked. And I had to fix it.”

“Dude, what the hell.” Kirishima tried containing his laughter to speak. “You should record this stuff. Do behind the scenes or something.”

“I just said it was all illegal, were you even listening?” Bakugou nudged him with his shoulder and Kirishima chuckled, pushing back. He thought back to the mention of Bakugou’s roommate and wondered if that was a bad date conversation.

“Hey, speaking of Todoroki…” Kirishima drummed his thighs uncertainly before deciding, fuck it. “Why does he hate me?”

Bakugou’s pace slowed and his face contorted. “He doesn’t hate you, he just... hates change?” Bakugou frowned to himself. “It’s not my place to talk about things, but his family was kinda fucked.” Bakugou turned to him and shrugged. “He acted the same around Deku at first if that helps.”

It didn’t. Kirishima was left with more questions than answers but felt like it was an inappropriate time to delve into the topic. For now, Kirishima could work with the idea that Todoroki would one day warm up to him like he did Midoriya.

Except without the lovey-dovey part obviously.

Their walk down the mountain was much faster than the hike upward, and they reached Bakugou’s car faster than Kirishima wanted. For how nervous he had been he was even more disappointed that their time together would be ending. He reached for his phone to begin texting Mina that he would need to get picked up soon.

“I’ll give you a ride home,” Bakugou said. He unlocked his older-looking car from a distance and didn’t bother waiting for Kirishima’s response.

“Are you sure?” Kirishima stumbled over his words. “I can just text Mina and—”

“Don’t be stupid I can drive you home.”

Kirishima’s heart had never leaped so high at being called stupid. The door creaked when Kirishima opened it and his first thought was how insanely clean the interior of the car was. Compared to the fast-food wrappers that littered Kaminari’s dashboard and the empty Starbucks cups that filled Mina’s flooring, Kirishima forgot what the interior of a car even looked like. He was able to step in without throwing items in the backseat and it was an enlightening experience for him.

He realized once they were confined, he had miscalculated how different that would feel compared to the spaciousness hiking provided. Kirishima became hyperaware of everything: Bakugou’s breathing, the rhythm of fingers tapping against the steering wheel, his squirming in the seat as he drove, and every time he reached for the radio the hairs on Kirishima’s arms rose. The air had shifted to something not quite awkward, but not comfortable enough that Kirishima didn’t feel like he shouldn’t be trying to break the silence somehow. Especially since they were already halfway to his house without speaking.

“So, that was fun,” Kirishima said. “I mean, I had fun. Did you… have fun?”

Bakugou raised a confused eyebrow and, not taking his eyes off the road, nodded his head. Kirishima gave him a thumbs up. “Awesome!”

He quickly tucked his hand to his hip and looked at himself angrily in the window’s reflection. He did not just give Bakugou a thumbs up… what the hell was that? He should have just let them drive in silence. Kirishima wanted to smack his forehead against the window but controlled himself to stop from looking even more like an idiot.

Minutes later Bakugou pulled into Kirishima’s driveway, and they glanced at each other awkwardly.

“So…” Bakugou started, his tapping on the wheel increasing. “We should do that again then?”

Relief spread through Kirishima and he nodded in agreeance. An uncontrollable grin spreading across his face.

“Cool.” Bakugou bit his lip and looked anywhere that wasn’t Kirishima. “I’m not really great at this shit, but I feel like we… I don’t know… vibed?” He ran an anxious hand through his hair. “Shit. That sounded dumb, but you know what I meant. I don’t hate spending time with you? That sucked too, I don’t know how to—stop looking at me like that.”

Kirishima’s heart felt overwhelmingly full against his chest and he gazed softly at Bakugou. He couldn’t push down the fond smile resting softly on his lips if he wanted to. “Like what?”

“Like… I don’t know… like you fucking—”

“Like I like you?” Kirishima asked. He didn’t bother fighting off the stupid side of his brain from running rampant. Not when Bakugou was blushing a soft red and pushing his lips to pout like that. “I’m not sure I can Bakugou.”

“That’s so fucking lame.” Bakugou countered.

“Probably, but you’re the one asking me on a second date so what does that say about—”

“Can I kiss you?”

Kirishima froze. Bakugou’s cheeks and tips of his ears could now rival Kirishima’s hair and from his deer-in-headlights look, he was about as surprised as Kirishima from the question that popped out of him. “Fuck. Sorry, I shouldn’t have—that was weird. Just pretend I didn’t—”

Kirishima cupped Bakugou’s cheek tenderly and Bakugou snapped his mouth shut. Kirishima tried not to overthink what he was about to do, losing himself in the specks of red in Bakugou’s gaze now filled with something akin to hope, stirring a fire in the pit of his stomach. Bakugou’s eyes flickered downward to Kirishima’s lips and he moved without thinking, pulling Bakugou the final distance.

He’d admit the kiss itself wasn’t great, they hadn’t exactly hit their mark on the first go and even with his hand guiding Bakugou they managed to bump noses, but the moment was perfect. Kirishima felt consumed by the firewood scent he would forever connect to Bakugou. Bakugou’s hand clutched tightly against the fabric of his shirt and gave it a whole new reason for being his favorite apparel. And when he felt Bakugou start to smile against his lips, Kirishima knew that if he could remain in this moment for the rest of his life he would. Pulling away from Bakugou was one of the hardest decisions he’d ever made.

They rested their foreheads together for a brief second like there was a magnetic pull that made it too difficult to separate immediately before Bakugou leaned away. Kirishima whined internally at the space between them.

“So,” Bakugou said, a genuine smile creating dimples on his cheeks and filling Kirishima with pride. “I get to see you again then?”

“I’d like that, yeah.”

Bakugou nodded.

Kirishima stepped out of that car with disappointment at having to say goodbye and giddiness that he’d see him again both swimming around his stomach. He waved goodbye as Bakugou drove away with a dopey grin plastered onto his face that would remain well into the next day. Kirishima took a deep breath, placed his hands on his cheeks and smushed them together as he giggled to himself.

He had gone on a date with Bakugou. He would be going on more dates with Bakugou. He had kissed Bakugou.

He would get to kiss Bakugou more.

Kirishima smushed his cheeks harder as the thoughts swirled around his mind. He closed his eyes to better feel the cold nip at his exposed skin, the wind flow through his hair, and his heart threaten to burst from his chest. He wanted to memorize these feelings. To truly live in this moment.

This was rare for him. He never wanted to let it go.

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deus-ex-knoxina · 4 years ago

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And if your coup fails? Would you then give up the world domination that your boss worked so hard to achieve and free the other henchmen, or would you rise to power as the next boss? What kind of labor rights will your henchmen have?

Summer or winter?

hm i’d probably go for more of an elected-council-type system of governance if i was aiming for function (small enough to not get deadlocked but representational so that the council is actually beholden to the people). in which case i would probably attempt to recuse myself from the elected council because i hate group projects

if, however, i was aiming for INTRIGUE and MY OWN PERSONAL ENTERTAINMENT, i would then proceed to create some sort of incredibly complicated feudal system that has literally no impact on the world (i believe in the power of friendly anarchy to govern relatively small communities)

and then we could have super complicated etiquette rules that Everyone Knows and court intrigue and whatnot as i watch all the carnage from my throne of ‘current world dominator’

naturally i would encourage my henchmen to use collective bargaining, if i’m going to dominate the world i’m not going to be hypocritical about it. also they will get extremely good health insurance including dental and free contraceptives and hygiene products because that’s positive externalities babey!

hmmmmmmmmmmmm i’m gonna go winter because i prefer hot drinks to cold and also fluffy sweaters are my favorite type of clothing, but i also love amusement parks and those are just more of a summer thing

#spoopyghostbones #i don't remember my inbox tag #FJSLGHKSF this coup discussion is getting so detailed and i'm HERE FOR IT

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halchron · 5 years ago

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* headcanons // accepting // @theirwarmth

under a read more like always !

☾ - sleep headcanon

ryuji only sleeps with one blanket, regardless if it’s summer or winter. he’s like a space heater so he doesn't need a bunch of blankets, plus too many would be stifling anyways

★ - sad headcanon

he looks a lot like his dad when his hair is black, so that’d why he bleaches it

☆ - happy headcanon

he has a knack for making other people happy / feel better, and he’s got a whole arsenal of advice, memes, jokes, and anything else a friend might need !

☠ - angry/violent headcanon

when he’s angry in mementos, he actually has sparks coming off him ! he’s also very static-y, so if anyone were to touch him they’d definitely get zapped

■ - Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

his room isn’t necessarily messy, but he does have a shit ton of stuff in it, so it’s more crowded than anything. though he is guilty of leaving his clothes everywhere besides a laundry basket

♡ - romantic headcanon

ryuji says he isn’t romantic but don’t listen to him bc he totally is. like he treats dates very seriously and tries to make them go as smoothly as possible !!

♥ - family headcanon

he’s an only child, though he sorta wishes he had a younger sibling at times

☮ - friendship headcanon

his friends literally mean the world to him and is super protective of all of them !! if anyone tries to come at any of them, expect him to step in front of them and tell the person off, and will throw hands for them.

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon

he really likes working out / playing sports ! this isn’t news but he really just likes doing any physical activity ! he especially loves playing causal matches in the park or w/e.

☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon

I can’t possibly list them all here and now, but he likes dogs and reptiles and savory foods. he generally dislikes birds, extremely sweet or salty foods, and long side quests in video games.

▼ - childhood headcanon

his mom bought him some chalk that’s easy to remove from paint, so he could scribble all over the walls without them being permanent ! he still has the chalk in one of his drawers, though they haven’t been used in a few years

∇ -. old age/aging headcanon

he doesn’t mind getting older ! even when he’s in his 40′s or 50′s, he’s just glad to be living still lmao

♒ - cooking/food headcanon

he’s actually a pretty good cook ! he often cooks for himself and his mom, since his mom works both day and night shifts, so he knows how to make a variety of food !

☼ - appearance headcanon

he doesn’t put a lot of thought into his appearance nor does he think he’s handsome in any sort of way, but he really is handsome in his own way !

ൠ - random headcanon

he takes his dental hygiene very seriously, and he makes sure to brush his teeth at least twice a day for at least 2 minutes

☾ - sleep headcanon

after the first couple of months, he obtains a somewhat regular sleeping schedule and is a deep sleeper when he gets a good night’s rest

★ - sad headcanon

his parents were old when he was young, and died before he got the chance to see them again

☆ - happy headcanon

after a year or two, lea adopts a dog ! he also gets a cat down the line as well too

☠ - angry/violent headcanon

idk if lea keeps his powers as a somebody, but I’m gonna say he does ! when he gets angry he starts to smoke up, a little embers fall from his fingers

■ - Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

his house is surprisingly tidy ! it looks lived in and well loved, but everything is organized and neat.

♡ - romantic headcanon

dude alright he has 0 idea how to romance someone. he’s got like, vague and general ideas but he falls short on the execution. he means well though !

♥ - family headcanon

his parents died a few years ago and he’s an only child so he doesn’t a biological family left, but he’s got a found family !!!

☮ - friendship headcanon

I could go nuts for this but I’ll spare everyone lol. he friends mean the absolute world to him, and would quite literally do anything for them !

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon

he likes gardening ! not enough to grow his own food, but he does like taking care of plants and flowers, and he keeps a lot all around his house

☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon

he surprisingly dislikes ice cream, besides sea salt of course ! he also dislikes how much his pets shed but that’s really a given, and he really likes spicy and sweet foods !

▼ - childhood headcanon

he had a pretty good childhood tbh ! he’s been friends with isa since they were babies, and he knows some stuff that could definitely become blackmail if it needs to

∇ -. old age/aging headcanon

he frankly loves getting older ! he complains about it jokingly, but he’s really so thankful to have a life and to enjoy a nice long life since for a decade he could be killed on any given day once he wasn’t useful anymore

♒ - cooking/food headcanon

he’s a decent cooker, though he’s not winning any cooking contests ! he’s good enough to cook for himself, though he usually just orders out because that’s easier

☼ - appearance headcanon

it takes him so long to brush his hair like ?? he brushes it at least 8 times at the very minimum, and that’s on a good hair day ! on bad hair days he just puts his hair into a bun or ponytail so he doesn’t have to deal with it

ൠ - random headcanon

he visits a different world at least once a month, to see some new sights and generally enjoy himself

#theirwarmth #whew!#☾ ━ lea ( headcanons ).#☾ ━ ryuji ( headcanons ).

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Thank you for the ask, Anon!

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

Oh this is hard. I really like the smell of the pink bubblegum but the kind of bubblegum itself is not that common here in Finland. Anyway, I have to answer cotton candy because you get that in Finland too and it's always been the highlight at a circus or amusement park or whatsoever to get cotton candy. It's super unhealthy and messy but also delicious :D I don't eat it often, tho. I don't actually remember when was the last time I ate cotton candy. OR bubblegum. If not counting in the healthier Finnish versions of gum that contain xylitol and are for dental hygiene instead of for destroying your teeth with sugar.

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13. lanyard or key ring?

Key ring. I used to have a lanyard when I was in middle school but eventually switched to just a key ring and key fobs. Sometimes I had so many of them at once that my keys got really heavy - currently I have just one key fob but apparently even 6 keys... interesting. And then I have one in my car key, it's made of metal, shaped like a tiny heart and painted red and has a cat figure on it :D I bought it from some pet shop long time ago because I love cats and felt like that was perfect for the car key.

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43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

I wear zipper hoodies + a leather jacket. Altho it's fake leather and not real, real leather is so freaking expensive that I just don't have the money. The jacket itself looks cool and everything but the downside is: it doesn't really go with any weather. It's always either too hot (because it doesn't breathe as it's _plastic) or too cold (because it has no lining). Kinda want to have a winter leather jacket but as if I would have hundreds of euros to put on a piece of clothing...

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67. good luck charms?

Oh yes. One in my key fob actually! I have it in this small "bag" that looks like a tiny briefcase or something, and it's a coin. Kinda. But it's not money, just a small metal "coin" with a Pegasus on it. I don't actually know where it's originally from but I remember finding it from the ground when I was maybe 9 or something, and I picked it up and kept it.

Around the same time I also found two more objects laying on the ground (on different days, I think): a small horse figure (looks like a cheap pendant), and a small swan figure (seems to be a paper holder). Both made of metal as well, and I picked those up as well and kept them.

I always connected these three in my head because at the bottom of the swan, there is also a figure that looks like a Pegasus. Back then I was also extremely superstitious and wanted to be a witch, and sometimes actually believed that I'd be a witch too. I usually kept these three together in my bookshelf until my mom gave me that little "briefcase" key ring and I started keeping the pegasus coin in there.

I also consider my necklace as one. It's a quite basic silver chain with a pendant that looks like a silhouette of a bat, and is made of steel and has one small golden detail on it. My grandma bought it for me for my birthday when I turned 18, as she asked what would I want for birthday and I suggested a new necklace, and she agreed. I chose the bat pendant because it reminded me of the Batman logo (I'm a fan). My grandma passed away the following year.

I wear the necklace 24/7 (and so far I've had it for 12 years), and I actually feel insecure and weird if I'm not wearing it. Usually that happens only by accident as I only take it off if I'm somewhere (e.g. MRI in hospital) where it's not allowed. So, I kinda feel that it's another lucky charm of mine.

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Keeping an Older Dog Vibrant

As with people, probably the most important measure for keeping dogs healthy and promoting a long, active and happy life is to keep them trim.

By Jane E. Brody

Sept. 30, 2019

As Max the First neared his 17th birthday, we knew his days were numbered. He approached the wrong side of the door to go out and often started to pee in the vestibule, a common sign of cognitive impairment. Long walks — and sometimes any walks — were now out of the question.

But not until I was home all day and heard him whimper almost constantly did I realize we were not doing this much-adored pet any favors by prolonging his life. As a 40-pound springer spaniel mix wintering in New York and summering in Minnesota, he’d led a very full and active life. He hiked in the woods year-round, frolicked in every snowfall in Brooklyn’s Prospect Park and even swam a river with me summer mornings in Minnesota until he was 15.

Although he had no discernible fatal disease, we knew that as Max the First (hereafter, Max-I) passed the equivalent of 110 in people years, it was time to say a tearful goodbye. Much to our surprise, he seemed grateful. We had planned to wheel him to the vet in a little red wagon but Max-I, who until then refused to set foot on any block near the vet’s office, now walked there without hesitation under his own steam. I admit that 18 years later I still weep recalling how omniscient he seemed on his last day.

Now, though, I’m the happy parent of Max-II, a 6-year-old Havanese who still runs and swims like a puppy as he approaches what some veterinarians consider middle age for a 17-pound dog. And I hope I’m even smarter now about what it takes to keep him vibrant for as long as his biology will allow.

While Max-I thrived on store-brand dog food, Max-II gets a premium kibble (after a pet-smart woman told me that the much cheaper store brand was like feeding him McDonald’s!) and he gets to run off-leash every morning, rain or shine. In summer we hike in the woods in upstate New York and he swims after sticks I throw into a stream.

I’ve been diligent about routine vet visits and all the shots now recommended to prevent debilitating ailments. But having just read a very comprehensive book as background for preparing this column, “Good Old Dog” by the faculty of the Cummings School of Veterinary Medicine at Tufts University, I realize that I’ve thus far made one important slip: I have never brushed Max-II’s teeth. Dr. Jean Joo, who trained at Tufts in veterinary dentistry, noted that although dogs usually don’t get cavities, they are prone to gum disease that can lead to tooth loss and allow noxious bacteria to enter the bloodstream.

Max-II now has a vet-approved toothbrush and enzymatic paste I try to use nightly, supplemented by the chew treats I’ve long given him that purport to promote dental hygiene.

But as with people, probably the most important measure for keeping dogs healthy and promoting a long, active and happy life — both for the dogs and their owners — is to keep them trim. A fat dog is not a happy dog, even if it means denying precious pets treats that they beg for. Max-II gets to lick my empty dinner plate, but leftover food goes into the fridge or the trash. He also gets weighed at every vet visit so I know whether the half-cup of kibble he gets twice a day is too much or too little to keep him lean and healthy.

Like people, as dogs get older they often develop one or more chronic diseases. But unlike in people, coronary artery disease, or atherosclerosis, is much less likely to be one of them, though dogs can develop congestive heart failure, especially if they have a malformed heart valve. (Rather than heart disease, cancer is the leading cause of death in dogs, and unfortunately its symptoms are often missed until it is too late for a cure.)

In addition to dental disease, dogs are susceptible to diabetes, making some dependent on twice-daily insulin injections that their owners must administer. And with the enormous increase in canine obesity, mirroring the rise in obese people, dogs are now developing Type 2 diabetes at alarming rates. Be alert to signs of diabetes in your dog: increased thirst and a more frequent need to pee, as well as weight loss despite a hearty appetite.

Another treatable cause of increased thirst and urination in older dogs, especially large female dogs, is Cushing’s syndrome, an adrenal gland disorder. But rather than feeling the urge to urinate, the dog is likely to pass urine without realizing it and may even soil her bed, the Tufts vets reported. Older male dogs, primarily those that are not neutered, may develop an enlarged prostate that makes bowel movements (not urination) more difficult.

Osteoarthritis, the wear-and-tear kind that makes people and dogs creaky, is another common affliction as dogs age. It often develops as a result of a malformed joint the dog was born with, prompting some owners to opt for corrective surgery. Operating on a young dog with a congenital malformation may delay the development of arthritis though not necessarily prevent it indefinitely. There are also well-tested veterinary medications to reduce inflammation and pain in dogs with arthritis. Signs to watch for, especially in older dogs, include a tendency to favor a limb, difficulty standing or sitting and stiffness when walking.

Chronic Lyme disease has become an all-too-common cause of debilitating arthritis in dogs as well as people. Max-I acquired it before vets were savvy to the infection and before there was a veterinary vaccine to prevent it or monthly pesticide treatments to repel Lyme-carrying ticks. But we minimized his arthritic symptoms with regular activity and a daily supplement of Cosequin, a combination of glucosamine and chondroitin originally developed for horses. Thus far, although we summer in tick country, Max-II has remained free of Lyme with the aid of a yearly vaccine and monthly tick preventive.

Kidney disease, another common affliction of older dogs prompting them to produce copious amounts of dilute urine, is most often detected during an annual checkup. The Tufts experts advise minimizing the dog’s stress, providing constant access to water and feeding a diet reduced in protein and phosphorus as soon as the kidney problem is noted.

In caring for older dogs, experts urge owners not to assume that changes in behavior result from age and nothing can be done to help them. Veterinary science has taken many leads from human medicine that can enable aging dogs to live fuller, happier lives.

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