#it sucks getting your wisdom teeth removed

[kgirlgamers]

Sorry if I'm posting this, but I recently got my wisdom teeth removed and its hurts like hell. I even got queasy after waking up but now I'm OK and I will feel pain for a few days.

Hope you've wished me luck.

[faggot-friday]

im sooo hungry but all i can eat is scrambled egg or yoghurt. worst timeline

[darthkvznblogs]

We have fun here :p

[missezri]

Hi, 

My name is Ezri and I really want a subway sandwich.

But I can’t have one for at least two more days.

It makes me sad.

That is all.

[plutosring]

guys i want to open my jaw all the way again i want to drop my jaw in mock surprise i want to TALK LIKE A NORMAL PERSON OMFG

[hiddenlife-manager]

hello :) Ive seen you are taking requests. So if you are okay with it and you are willing to give it a shot I would like zo request Luffy x fem reader smut where they are in established relationship and while they are making love someone walk on them. But no pressure. Have a nice day/night :)

Luffy x Fem Reader

cw... overstimulation, walking in, voyeurism, sloppy sex, not on his bed, nipple sucking, tit play, clit play, desperate Luffy, etc….

notepad... I AM ON A ROLL I have this one done and I have another Blood of Zeus one coming up. I literally just came out of my wisdom teeth removal yall. SO THIS IS NOT EDITED

You felt him pushing you down. His hands are groping your chest, and his mouth is leaving nibble marks around your neck. You giggled at the way it felt like he truly was one with his teeth. Luffy was constantly biting you, just so you knew he loved you. Not in an ‘I want to eat you’ way; he just wanted to get as close as he could to you, which meant kissing you deeply.

He had you pinned as you felt his cock enter your sopping hole. You felt him push you down deeper into the bunk, his mouth going all over your body. Your head was thrown back, and you felt yourself getting overwhelmed by the feeling of him going in and out of you. It was clear that Luffy was fucking you like a dog in heat. His lips were suddenly lowering down to your nipple, and he sucked at it.

“Y/n- shiii so good.” He moaned out as his hips bucked into you. Your breasts were bouncing while you had his hands gently hold your hips. Luffy was off the bunk as your hips were at the edge, meaning that Luffy was on his legs, fucking you. He could hear the sound of your pussy echoing in the room. He loved it; he loved the sound your body made, from the moans you cry out to the slick of your pussy.

Your moans were not loud, and all you could do was try to make your moans less loud by placing a hand over your lips. Luffy fucked you with barely any rhythm, being sloppy, and yet no matter how sloppy he was, he knew how to get you worked up. You felt your left nipple being pinched while his mouth flicked at your right nipple. He needed you; he needed to release, and it was clear. 

Luffy could feel his legs getting weaker, and he did not care about anything but you and him. You tasted so good, and your skin was perfect. As he thrust deep into you, his cock being able to reach the deepest parts of your pussy, you suddenly heard the door open, and you looked behind Luffy to see Zoro with eyes wide.

"Zoro, get out!” You cried as you tried to cover yourself. Luffy truly did not care, as he was still thrusting deep inside you. Truly, you were trying to cover your breast. As you did that, Luffy whined because you pulled him away from your nipple, and he began to play with your breast. Zoro's eyes were wide in shock. He cleared his voice and shut the door immediately, as you could hear the heavy footsteps walk away. You were moaning loudly as you tried to push him away, embarrassed. But all it did to Luffy was continue to fuck you hard. 

“Close… so close, Y/n- shii.” You were moaning so loudly at the way he did not stop thrusting his hands and playing with your breast instead of sucking. You were feeling so overwhelmed that your head was pressed against the mattress when Luffy's mind exploded with pleasure, which caused him to fall onto his knees and pull out of you. His streaks of cum shoot inside you and then onto your cunt. Your legs spasm as you kick him away with a cry of pure pleasure. 

“Luffy! You bastard!” You said as you continued to kick at him to his chest, but his arms stretched to your clit and he began to rub circles in your oversensitive clit. “Ah! Fuck… Luffy!”

[batmanfruitloops]

Had to get wisdom teeth taken out today, would not recommend.... ugh -_-

How would the Dork Squad react if any of them had to go through that? (If I have to suffer then so do they <3 /j) and how would the other two react to one of them getting their wisdom teeth removed?

Also would give Riddler a plush rat ❤❤❤

Ed would have the worst time. His pain tolerance is very low and so is his drug tolerance. He'd be incredibly loopy coming off of anesthetics and very high on pain medication. Usually, when he's not all there, like if he's drowsy, he becomes very affectionate and emotional. His friends at least find it very cute. It's not all bad for him at least, he loves to be coddled. He also really likes your rat plushie gift! :3

Jervis would be very out of it and would mostly be dissociating. He has Maladaptive Daydreaming Disorder, so since he'd be pretty uncomfortable he would mostly be in his own head. So the other two have to check on him pretty consistently since he wouldn't really be thinking about if he needed or wanted something. When I got my wisdom teeth removed my mouth was so numb I started chewing on my bottom lip (I thought it was something to make my mouth feel comfortable like the gauze) and didn't realize it was part of my mouth until a while. I was also very happy to have one of my cats join me in bed. I figured these were fitting things to give to Jervis.

He probably would have gotten his wisdom teeth removed before meeting the other two, but that's not the point of this ask lol.

Jonathan is pretty bad at taking care of himself. So he wouldn't initially do anything about his wisdom teeth erupting. He has an extremely high pain tolerance so he would just muscle through it. So Ed would have to be the one to convince him to get them removed. He would agree mostly so he could keep his teeth (and he would ask the other two to give him their wisdom teeth). He has a collection of little taxidermy knick-knacks and do-dads to which he would love to add his friends' teeth. He wouldn't use icepacks, he wouldn't take pain medication and he'd try to just go back to normal after his operation. The other two would try their best to take of him, despite how stubborn he is. He has a hard time letting himself be cared for, he doesn't like feeling helpless or weak. Unfortunately, his carelessness would probably get him sick. His friends aren't far behind at least to continue to help him recover.

While recovering from my teeth, I was so hungry that I started fantasizing about putting chicken in the blender. Jonathan would actually follow through with that, he would not care.

I hope you had a graceful recovery and that it hasn't been too painful. Getting your teeth removed sucks but at least you only need to go through it once! Thank you for the ask it was very entertaining to think about!

-Fluffy

[zeltqz]

stress reliever - k.nanami

fem!reader, boyfriend nanami, established relationship, reader is a buisness gyal, stress from work, mentions of bitchy co-worker rivalry, cunnilingus, overstim wc: 1.2k

Nanami sat on the couch, a pen in his hand doing a wonderful job at scratching his undercut as he scribbled down onto his notepad. The tv played his favourite show in the background. The front door unlocked and you ambled inside, closing the door behind you. 

He put his pen down and watched you slump down on the opposite couch, landing face first into the cushions. 

“Hey, are you okay? What’s the matter?” he asked. 

You sat up and tossed your bag on the couch. There was a pout on your face that he didn’t like seeing, so he opened his arms wide and put his notepad on the coffee table, freeing up space on his lap and gestured for you to come. 

You trudged over towards him and plopped onto his lap sideways, your head resting against his shoulder. He enclosed his arms around you and kissed your forehead. “What’s wrong sweetie?”

You spoke but your words were muffled by your face in his neck. He laughed as your sentence tickled his neck and nudged you once again. “Talk to me.”

“I’m just…stressed,” you replied after a long heavy exhale. He shifted you more on his lap, your legs swinging over to straddle him. Your arms looped around his neck, scratching gently at his baby hairs.

He reached behind his head and grabbed your hand, kissing your knuckles one by one. “Is it that girl from work?” 

“Yes. She might get the promotion before I do. Fucking kiss-ass,” you hissed. Nanami’s laugh fanned breezy against the back of your hand and you mumbled, “it’s not funny.”

He pressed one last kiss to your hand before putting it back around his neck. 

“You’ll get the promotion. You’re better than her.”

“No I’m not,” you mumble.

“You are. Promotions take time. Even if she gets it first it doesn’t take away from you or make her better by default. So don’t feel bad about it.” He states his wisdom but you’re not paying attention, too busy sulking. 

He noted that and sighed. You were placed on your back on the couch and he opens your legs wide enough to slip between them, hovering above you. “Lemme make you feel better.”

You frowned. “How? Are you going to talk to my boss? No offence but that feels like a parent conference meeting—”

He shook his head and leaned down to plant a kiss on your neck. “I can help you in other ways.” He began to unbutton your shirt and once he got the last one, you sat upright to remove your arms from the sleeves. He sat back and watched as you reached behind you, unclasping your bra. 

You hung it over the edge of the couch and settled back into the couch.  Nanami’s sole focused was laying kisses down your body, starting at your neck down your chest. He reaches your tits and you put your hands in his hair, running your hands through them as he sucks your right nipple. He kept sucking passionately until your nipples started to harden in his mouth. 

“Kento, please,” you whispered, wanting more.

He shook his head and moved onto your other tit, removing your hands from his hair and pinning them above you. “Be patient.”

“But I want—” You stopped talking when his teeth grazed your nipple. His tongue licked flat against the pebbled bud, flicking it a couple times, enough times to make you moan softly, the sound slowly driving him crazy. 

Filling that desire, he began kissing down your belly until he reached between your legs, shifting back on the couch to settle against your legs. 

He took your pencil skirt and pulled it down your thighs, throwing it on the floor without care. You lifted your hips up, letting him pull your tights and panties down. He didn’t take them off completely, leaving them hanging off your ankles and lifted your legs up and over his head, your legs dangling on his shoulders. 

You twisted your body, grabbed a cushion and set it at an angle, biting your lip as you looked down at your boyfriend between your legs kissing your thighs. The pain of his fingernails digging into your thighs stung but only added to the pleasurable feeling of his lips getting impossibly closer to your cunt. 

He licked along your flaps, his tongue adding more slick to the wetness already pooling between your legs and sucked. His tongue flicked your clit, alternating between that and sucking, an overwhelming sense of arousal filling your veins. 

Nanami loved eating you out; he loved everything about you. Your taste, the way you squirmed underneath him whenever he sucked too much on your clit, the way your thighs felt in his hands, the way your legs squeezed around his neck and trapping him in place.

He looked up and over the curve of your boob, he saw you biting your lip hard to stop any noises spilling out. His eyebrows creased and he stopped his movements, pulling away. You instantly noticed and looked down at him. “Why’d you stop?” Your voice was soft and disappointed.

“You’re being too quiet.”

“Sorry…” you muttered. 

He bent back down, mumbling it’s okay between kisses to your clit before sucking it back into his mouth. He switched between sucking and licking, successful in making your head go foggy. You let your moans out, not bothering hiding them anymore.

The sensation became too extreme, drowning in bliss as you felt your orgasm bubbling inside you. From the way your legs squeezed around his neck, he knew you were about to cum. He flicked his tongue between your folds and you tried pushing him away, but his arm muscles flexed as he tensed and held you down. 

Your hips snapped up, using all your strength to run away from the feeling of your impending orgasm. “Kento, I’m…!” You moaned, cutting off your words as your vision went white, eyes squeezing tight as you felt yourself gush on his face, almost suffocating him between your legs.

Your limp legs unwrapped from his neck and let them drop onto the couch as he sat up and wiped his mouth. You flushed, embarrassed when you saw how wet his lower face was, lips and chin soaked in your wetness. “...sorry.”

He chuckled, the low and raspy sound stirring in your belly. He hovered on top of you and you held onto the sides of his face, kissing him slowly. He pinned you back into the couch and introduced his tongue into the kiss. The slow way you began suckling on it made his head spin, groaning lowly. 

You could feel more of your taste on his tongue and pulled away laughing. You used the edge of your arm to wipe at his face. “It got everywhere.”

He smiled at you and pecked your lips. “It’s fine. I don’t mind.”

His response slowly made you wetter and he kissed you again, his hand trailing low between your legs, running a single finger through your now drenched folds. He lifted his drenched hands to your eye-line. “Still wet?”

You flushed, embarrassed once more and he slowly pushed you back down onto the couch, about to settle between your legs when you stopped him. “You don’t have to. We’ll be here all day…”

He looked down at the wetness between your legs then back at you. “It’s fine.” He licked another stripe, tasting you once again. “I got all day.”

MAIN MASTERLIST

ok i caved and wrote for nanami 🙄😑 jjk is slowly overtaking my whole brain its crazy...gojo next...

[astralnymphh]

i just want ellie to tske care of me rn. got my wisdom teeth out and i'm in so much pain. she'd be so sweet about it i think.

damnn that sucks broo i Loathe the day I'll have to get my wisdom teefers removed. but yes caregiver!ellie is so nghhh!! SFW!!

ellie is the sweetest caregiver known to womankind. bro would literally peel you away from doing something mundane such as making yourself food n demands that she does it for you. literally would slink on your behind and gently take whatevers' in ur hands n whispers, "c'mon, i said i'd do that for you, hmphh–" and princess style carries you back to bed cuz i said so!! bro would lend you her body as a pillow (impossible challenge) and just endlessly unwinds the entire day, showing u all her video games or sumn. bro would also try to get u 2 laugh to uplift your spirits by saying the dumbest puns like, "did you hear about the dentist and the manicurist?" you groan, "fuck the dentist." and she continues, snorting, "they fought tooth and nail." too on–brand so u prly flick that rascals arm n she pouts, "sorry."

i hard 💗 caregiver ellie

[archangeldyke-all]

masterlist 3

little fucker's prom :) 👶

sev and club mom reader

cowboy sev meets cait's parents🤠

little fucker's first heartbreak :( 👶

club mom and sev first date!

black vampire reader turns sev! 🦇

betting to see who can last longest without sex

breeding sev

sevika x arab reader

oblivious reader

sev x lawyer reader

autistic reader

when sex has to end abruptly

more pillow princess reader

part 3 slow living sev, how you guys get a bunch of cats 💐

oblivious reader and sevs first time ;)

domestic possessive mother-of-my-children sex 👶

reader with a serious injury

elevator sex with ceo sev 💼

intimacy coordinator reader x movie star sev

sevika coaching little fucker's soccer team 👶

black vamp reader and newly turned sev on their first hunt 🦇

sevika giving reader nipple orgasm

your kid getting jealous of sev and u 👶

clingy sev

healing your inner child w sevika

sevika rescuing you from being stood up on a date

grandma cowboy sev 🤠

anxious reader

amab ceo sev's trans identity story 💼

vegan/vegetarian reader

small chested reader with big thighs

black vamp reader eating sev out on her period 🦇

ceo sev meeting you 💼

amab sevika getting her ass eaten 💼

amab ceo sevika when someone in the office likes you 💼

fucking sevika while she's on a call 👶

gamer sevika x moderator reader

divorced sev and reader 👶

tarot reader sev

handy sev being hot

sev experiencing top drop :(

little fucker getting grounded 👶

sick day morning routine

reader with an accent

drunk sevika being a sappy romantic

sucking sev's strap, then eating her out ;)

edging ceo sev 💼

braiding sev's bush hehehe

little fucker gets in a fight at school 👶

sevika lifting your pregnant belly 👶

modern sev's tastes

pregnant reader with an attitude 👶

does little fucker have pets? 🐕

amab reader!

sevika with baby fever

sev catching chubby reader sleeping naked

witchy reader

slow living with sev, teaching each other skills💐

wiping off her smooches

ceo sev random hcs 💼

sex on a business trip 💼

spiderman sevika

cowboy sev smut yeehaw 🤠

snow day w ceo sev! 💼

cellmate reader and sevika

helping sevika w/ estrogen injections💼

crybaby reader charming sevika

breaking sevika out of prison

super femme reader and plug sevika 🍃

picking sev up from wisdom teeth removal

reader figuring out how to ask for sex

sucking plug sev's strap 🍃

you and plug sev's first meeting

stay at home masc sevika

soft whiny bottom sev

small chested chubby reader

how married sevika and reader spice it up

you guys keep getting cockblocked 👶

reader using the power of seduction with sev

accidental pregnancy when you guys have a breeding kink 👶

little fucker wants a baby sister 👶

more omegaverse ;)

calling sevika your wife when she's your gf

nurse sevika

reader's strange sex facts

nerdy reader

plug sevika getting matching manis w/ femme reader 🍃

giving sev a strip tease

gamer reader

food truck enemies to lovers

threesome with ran and sevika ⚔

grabbing sevika's boobs for comfort

mtf inexperienced reader

ranvika throuple hcs ⚔

sev comforts reader

slow reader sev and reader have a baby 💐👶

buying her flowers for no reason <3

fucking plug sev in the backseat 🍃

[ghostfaceprincess]

They Get Their Wisdom Teeth Removed:

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TW: Language.

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Michael Myers:

• No, please don’t touch.

• Groaning loudly in pain.

• Refuses to rinse his mouth.

• Wants to use a straw! Why can’t he use a straw!?

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Freddy Krueger:

• “This sucks. Why did I agree to this?”

• Does have the urge to cut his stitches instead of waiting for them to dissolve.

• Absolutely loving his smoothie though.

• Mmm, mango.

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Jason Voorhees:

• Grumpy man, arms crossed, blood coming down the corner of his mouth.

• Still very doped up; it took a lot to get him down.

• Touching your face because you’re oh so cute!

• Very sleepy.

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Billy Loomis:

• “No! They are not taking my fucking tee-“

• Is soon knocked out.

• Once he’s done and wakes up, he sees you and immediately tries to grab you.

• “Please let me up, damn!”

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Stu Macher:

• “Can I at least have ice cream after?”

• Once he’s awake, he is loud!

• “Nurseeee! Nurseeee! I- I just wanna say, thank you for not- not letting the dentist kill me!”

• He’s a little… oof.

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Charles Lee Ray:

• Didn’t wanna do it at first.

• But the pain was kicking his ass.

• Doesn’t speak once he’s awake, just looks around the room.

• Trying his best to stay awake.

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Tiffany Valentine:

• Instantly becomes your little sweet baby when she’s awake.

• Trying to hold your hand and hug you but she isn’t allowed to get up just yet.

• Being super nice to all the nurses.

• Asking repeatedly for a smoothie.

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Bubba Sawyer:

• Was terrified at first!

• It also took a lot to get him down.

• Once awake, he’s just looking around the room and chuckling.

• He keeps waving to you.

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Thomas Hewitt:

• Once again, took a lot to get him down.

• Rubbing his eyes because he’s so sleepy still.

• Lays his head back, not caring what the nurses are saying.

• Falls back asleep.

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Art the Clown:

• They kept him awake and just gave him novocaine shots.

• Eyes are looking all around the room.

• Once done, he looks at you and rubs his cheeks.

• He frowns.

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The Creeper:

• Ha, you wish. They are not taking his teeth.

• He needs those.

• He refuses.

• This causes a fight but he needs those!

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Thanks for reading! 🦇🖤

[ghastbutlikegay]

Standing here at 7am waiting for my ibuprofen to kick in like “eh ive had worse period cramps” as though that isn’t a little fucked up

Ngl dudes the worst thing about recovery from my tooth theft is that i can’t do bite/chew stim without discomfort

[fbfh]

okay, pretty odd request and i completely understand if you do not feel comfortable writing it; you can totally scrap it! so i just got my wisdom teeth removed and i am pretty miserable about it. i was kind of wondering how our favourite boy leo might react. i feel like, as repair boy, he would be pretty bummed to not be able to just fix it right away, y’know? thank you so much, whether you feel comfortable writing for this prompt or not, i love your work and you are literally my favourite writer for leo💋

awww babes!!!!!!! I got my wisdom teeth out like maybe a year ago???? ish???? while it did suck it wasn't quite as bad as I thought it would be so I TOTALLY understand both how much it sucks and the i feel like shit Leo cravings.

okay okay so first of all Leo would not leave your side for a minute. he is so sweet and attentive and gentle with you while your coming back from anesthesia like a motherfucking walking lime green flag. like this. if he's still in college at MIT or wherever he's collecting diplomas like pokemon he will not HESITATE to ditch all classes that day to take care of you with or without his school's permission. if you cry on anesthesia like I do he will be SO FUCKING TENDER with you. he gets every possible caring for someone hack from his mom and from the internet and every resource possible to make sure you're happy and pain free and comfy. He brings you ice packs for your cheeks with tongs so he doesn't accidentally melt them with his hands (it did happen once. you both laughed so hard.) and he always makes sure you eat enough yogurt so your antibiotics don't mess up your stomach. he stays close to you, helps take care of your hair and skin, watches cartoons and movies with you. if you like having your nails done, he will SO give you mani pedis. even if you normally get acrylics or gel or whatever, seeing the slightly messy, sparkly matching nail polish in your favorite colors Leo tenderly and carefully put on your nails and toes makes you so happy every time you see it. he pets your head and peppers you with kisses and tells you how brave you were in a soft voice. he gets you a "conradulations on letting them steal your teeth" basket full of plushies and juice and intricate little coloring pages and crossword puzzles and stuff to keep you busy. He plays cozy video games with you and builds the most insane shit for you in animal crossing. you post it online and some people speculate that he hacked or modded the game to do that but nope. Leo simply loves you to the point of invention. If your swelling or pain is real bad and you're also a demigod he'll check with Will (aka the entire demisquad's informal PCP) how much ambrosia or nectar to give you to help you heal quickly and take the edge off. He holds your hands while you take little walks around your house or apartment a few times a day, like your recovery instructions say to. he makes you what he affectionatley referres to as "gourmet baby food", aka soups and soft pates and purees that taste better than most solid food. he relays all get well soon messages from your friends, including how percy joked that getting your wisdom teeth out means annabeth has less competition for the title of group brain cell wielder. your kitty Jackjack curls up on your lap as soon as Leo initially brings you back from the dentist and doesn't leave your side for a minute. every selfie you and Leo send the group chat has Jackjack curled up on your chest, purring and drooling contently. You have no idea how Leo makes something like pulling teeth feel like a spa vacation, but he makes everything into such a warm, cozy, happy experience. but you guess that when you love someone as much as you and Leo love each other, it's not too surprising.

[formulaes5]

let me go (let me go down)

"I could totally suck you off right now," Seb slurs through the cotton wool in his mouth, grinning and dribbling blood from the corner of his mouth and down his chin, "I'm like a machine, Mark." “Oookay Sebster, let's get you tucked back into bed huh?” Or, Seb gets his wisdom teeth out and wakes up high off his ass on anaesthetic, absolutely determined to make it Mark's problem.

☆ 2k, T, ao3 ☆

Mark sat awkwardly next to the bed in a private hospital room, perched on the edge of a frightfully uncomfortable chair with a book balanced precariously on his knee, stuck into the important task of trying to work out what the hell to do with his legs. If he stretched them out he ran out of space, and if he crossed them over each other for too long it was uncomfortable and he would just have to switch anyway.

Seb’s mother had been meant to fly in from Germany to stay at Seb’s house in Switzerland with him for a few days while he recovered from having his wisdom teeth removed after months of “meaning to get around to it”, finally being convinced (read: forced) by the terrifying combined force of his mother and Mark to get it done in the winter break when he would have time to recover without interruption. Fortunately for Mark, she had cancelled her trip at the last moment due to unavoidable scheduling conflicts, leaving the sole responsibility of making sure Seb didn’t do anything too stupid or strenuous on Mark. For a variety of reasons, Mark was quite happy with this sudden change of plans; first and foremost being that he genuinely enjoyed looking after Seb. He enjoyed making Seb breakfast and washing his hair in the shower and waving farewell to hoodies that Seb had decided looked better on his side of the wardrobe, as well as all the other shit that was generally considered to be lame and soppy that Mark secretly loved with a passion. Sue him, he was still going to pull Seb’s chair out for him and tell him he looked beautiful. The second reason was that he rightfully found Sebastian’s mother to be slightly terrifying in the way that only the mother of your much younger boyfriend could be, and having her hovering over his shoulder watching him like a hawk would have inevitably come with the potential of making things incredibly stilted and awkward.

He looked over at the occupant of the only bed in the room. Seb was completely dead to the world, his blond hair laid out in a halo around his head on the pillow. Reaching out to gently stroke a lock of soft blond hair off Seb’s forehead, he smiled as Seb reacted subconsciously to the touch with a little snuffle. At the risk of sounding like a creep, Mark had always thought that Seb looked gorgeous in his sleep, one round cheek often squished into Mark’s chest and his lovely pink lips slightly parted. Due to his natural tendency to wake earlier than Seb – who had never woken up on time for anything in his life – he often got a front row seat to his adorable little snuffles and nonsensical mumbling, finding them to be rather unreasonably charming. 

Mark was probably going soft, he thought to himself as he watched his boyfriend sleep, but ultimately he couldn’t really bring himself to care. Not when he got to have Seb in exchange. Seb who was constantly burrowing his head into Mark’s chest in his sleep, Seb who was funny and sweet and caring, and only occasionally insane. Seb who was slowly opening his eyes, groaning as he came to.

“Hey there sweetheart, back with us?”

“Hwuaah??” Seb groaned eloquently, reaching up to rub blearily at his eyes, taking stock of the situation as his vision swam into clarity. He was in a hospital bed and his jaw hurt like a motherfucker. He felt dazed and confused and like his head was full of bees. He liked bees. “Did they take my teeth?” he asked worriedly. He was sure this was something to do with his teeth.

Mark huffed a laugh, “Yep, all gone now.” he replied, watching as Seb scrunched his face up adorably.

Seb looked up in confusion; Mark was here! Hang on… Why was Mark here? What possible reason could his Red Bull Racing teammate have to be in his hospital room waiting for him to wake up? Was Christian here too? Maybe Rocky or Britta? He had no fucking clue why they would be here, but surely if Mark was here then there was an increased likelihood of the others being here as well. He looked around the room for whoever Mark was calling sweetheart, only to come face to face with exactly nobody. They were the only people in the room, unless everybody was crowded behind the door off to the side that he was assuming was a bathroom. He eyed the door suspiciously, mentally picturing a gaggle of Red Bull employees piled into the bathroom in standard clown car fashion. He hoped Doctor Marko wasn’t there.

“Wer ist… Sweetheart?” he mumbled, not entirely sure what was going on but quite liking the idea that maybe it was him that Mark was calling sweetheart. A nice pipe dream if nothing else.

“That’d be you, mate.”

What? He was sweetheart? Were they together? Maybe he had forgotten something? He should probably check.

English, Seb thought to himself determinedly, “Whoah… are- are you… are we dating?”

“Yup,” replied mark, popping the P happily and wondering exactly how stupid the dental anaesthetic had made his boyfriend. 

Seb looks absolutely shocked, blue eyes opened wide, “Have… have we,” he trails off, blushing hard, “have we kissed?” 

“Yeah mate, once or twice” Mark laughs, really struggling to hold it together at this point. 

Seb is stunned. Speechless. He feels like he just won the fucking lottery. He also feels tired and disoriented and his jaw is aching something awful, but Mark Fucking Webber is sitting next to his hospital bed telling him that they’re dating. Seb is Elated. Somehow he had managed to bag Mark Webber. He had bagged Notorious Cheekbones and Jawline Guy, Mark Webber. He did that. Holy shit. 

“So I can just kiss you? Like in real life?” Seb is flabbergasted. “Oh mein gott…”

Mark sets his book aside and gets up from his awful chair bemusedly. If he’s totally honest, this is the funniest thing Seb has ever done and he’s loving every minute of it. He sits down on the bed, deciding to tactfully ignore the way Seb goes very quiet and attempts to check his breath by exhaling heavily into his hand, slightly impeded by the amount of blood soaked cotton wool shoved into his mouth. He leans over and places a gentle kiss high up on Seb’s bright red cheek, mindful of Seb’s very recent surgery and trying to avoid hurting him by accident.

Seb melts. 

After he recovers from the life changing occasion of getting a kiss from his boyfriend, he moves to sit up, trying to get a better view of Mark, more specifically to watch the muscles of his neck and the line of his jaw as he tilts his head back to take a drink of water. The way his adam’s apple bobs in his throat should probably be illegal, because in combination with his stubble, vaguely rumpled hair, and soft blue t-shirt, Seb is feeling things. 

“Wait…” All of a sudden he has an absolutely burning question to ask, and if it doesn’t get answered now, Seb doesn’t think that he should be liable for anything that happens as a result of his unsated curiosity.

Mark is already mentally preparing himself for something endearingly ridiculous or just downright stupid to come pouring out of Sebastian’s mouth. Whatever it is he’s sure it will be interesting at least. He decides to risk a reply. “Yeah?”

This should be good. He would totally be telling Jenson all about this.

Seb leans in closer, blushing beet red before managing to rush out, “do we… dowehavesex?” in a hissed whisper behind his hand, which was entirely unnecessary in a room with only two people in it, but Seb clearly wasn’t at a point of recovery where his critical thinking skills had kicked back in yet.

Mark is blushing now too as he responds in the affirmative, deciding maybe this particular aspect of the conversation could conveniently not make its way to Jenson, actually. This is one of the most ridiculous situations Mark has been in lately – perhaps even ever – but it’s nonetheless a great ego boost to have Seb loose lipped and blushing about their relationship. He’s always been confident that Seb found him attractive, but the way that he’s staring at him with barely concealed elation and wonder is a nice confirmation.

The positive response has kicked Sebastian’s flailing brain into overdrive, he’s actually dating his teammate, Mark Webber. Mark Webber who he had always had a big embarrassing crush on, and apparently they have sex, which is normal for a couple. Obviously. Of course they have sex. Is it good sex? Should he ask? No – obviously it’s good sex; Seb doesn’t have bad sex, he wouldn’t put up with anything less. He should do something cool, maybe say something, he thinks offhandedly. He should say something smooth to really make Mark like him, though surely Mark liked him if he was dating him. Seb thought he was pretty likeable, not to mention pretty cute. He decided that he was going to say something really smooth, just in case Mark needed some gentle encouragement. Just say something cool. Easy.

"I could totally suck you off right now," Seb slurred through the cotton wool in his mouth, grinning and dribbling blood from the corner of his mouth and down his chin, "I'm like a machine, Mark."

Mark has never had to fight so hard not to laugh in his entire fucking life. He’s definitely just snorted some water out of his nose in reaction to that awfully timed yet incredibly confident statement. Trust Seb to come out of wisdom teeth removal surgery and immediately start talking about sucking dick. He’s insatiable, the little monster. But he’s Mark’s little monster, so he should probably nip this one in the bud before it gets out of hand.

“Oookay Sebster, let's get you tucked back into bed huh?”

“No, I could!” Seb protests. 

Mark loses the battle with his own amusement and bursts out laughing. This was absolutely priceless. Seb, from where he’s sat in bed high on residual anaesthetic, doesn’t understand what all the fuss is about.

“Why are you laughing at me Mark? I could totally suck your dick right now!” Seb boasts. He doesn’t understand why Mark is laughing, he was cool with that, right?

“Look Seb, as fetching as you look in your backless hospital gown right now, that is the worst idea I’ve ever heard in my entire life, and you’ve had some fucking shockers.”

“Oh bitte Mark,” Seb whines, turning the full force of his big blue eyes onto Mark, “please?”

This was fucking hilarious, thought Mark as he gently pressed at Seb’s chest, trying to encourage him to lie back down. He had gone into this knowing that anaesthetic could sometimes make people say things they normally wouldn’t. He could certainly attest to having been a bit strange when he got his out, but that had manifested as him repeatedly telling his older sister that he loved her as she helped him into the backseat of the car, not professing his dick sucking skills for the world to hear, thank God for small mercies.

“C’mon Seb, lie back down,” Mark encouraged, really hoping that the nurse wouldn’t choose this moment to come bustling into the room to check on her patient. “Attaboy.”

“Spoilsport,” Seb huffed from the bed, having lost his battle with gravity and Mark, as well as the separate, but equally important battle he had been fighting with tiredness. He was determined to grumble about it nevertheless. He continued to make his displeasure known, insisting repeatedly “I’m not even tired, actually,” and “You’re no fun”. The message was only slightly undermined by the multiple yawns Seb was letting loose, as well as the soft smile on his face as he gazed up at Mark with wonder in his eyes.

Mark picked Seb’s hand up gently from on top of the hospital blanket, stroking his thumb across his knuckles a few times before moving his head downward to place a kiss on the back of it, Seb practically purring in response.

“I s’pose we can pencil it in for two weeks from now if you really insist on scheduling it though.”

“Shut up.”

“Love you too Sweetheart, sleep well now.”

[woodsfae]

B5 S03E19 Grey 17 Is Missing previous episode - table of contents

I'm not sure how this episode is going to go, because prior to this I have always watched B5 high (I started this saga while taking hydrocodone pain meds I was allergic to post-wisdom teeth removal) or sober (which I quickly stopped doing, because the recaps were a dry and stale recounting of the plot in a most unpleasant way), but now I can't have THC for awhile (pre-op instructions for what will hopefully be my last surgery for awhile) and so I am experimenting with liveblogging while tipsy. 

So far I thimk that tipsy b5 blogging may be the era of run-on sentences. play video. 

Harry Sanders says in response to the question "are you a telepath,": "sure." 

I am guessing that Mr Sanders is not a telepath. But I am a huge fan of people fucking with Zack Allen. Queer icon Harry Sanders tries to flirt his way into the job. sadly, he fails.

Unnamed maintenance worker gets sucked into a maintenance tunnel with random wires trailing out of it. That probably won't be relevant later :)

Someone, I am assuming Sinclair, spoke of Delenn "with great reverence" to his Minbari friend regularly. I LOVE THAT OMG. *shipping intensifies* 

Harlan Ellison consulted on this one, too?? That's so cool. My Eepectations just went up. Minbari With The Nose thinks that Delenn should take over as Ranger One. Are they going out of their way to not say his name? 

Calling a gun with bullets a slugthrower is a pretty amusing thing to share with Star Wars. I once read a crossover fic where Han Solo (iirc) went on smuggling runs to B5 to pick up kyber crystals, which the B5 people have been using for mere data storage. 

"I swear it's like the Centauri triangle in there - something's always going wrong."

I only support Garibaldi's casual racism because actually, everything IS always going wrong with the Centauri....but has the Bermuda Triangle myth been supplanted with a centauri space equivalent?? And what makes it a triangle in 3d space?

Stephen Franklin is looking rough. Withdrawl. Withdrawal? Sad plotline. Space AA is not my favorite plotline. Also, Mr Dr Franklin, maybe don't compain about people following you around when you haven't even left Babylon Five???? That's a cry for help if ever I saw one in metaphor. If you wanna be alone like...barter some medical attention for a ride to an abandoned planetoid. 

Gray 17 is a level of b5? Cool. I thought it was going to be a person that disappeared. And it is several of them at least. But there's also thirty official grey levels but only 29 accessible. I like it. 

Delenn looks extra pretty today. 

Why does this Minbari know about siren songs? Convergent cultural evolution, or does this guy like Earth ancient-greek sailor myths? 

It's genuinly hilarious (and apropos) for a Minbari Ranger to think it pollutes the rangers for humans to be admitted. This warrior class Minbari thinks it's heretical for Delenn-of-the-clerics to consider taking command of the Rangers, which he thinks are the rightful domain of the warrior caste. 

hm. Where'd he go. That won't come up later, either. 

Garibaldi is leaning into one of his strengths: investigation. He's counting the seconds the elevator takes between Grey levels. Grey  like the grey council, or pure coincidence?

ALSO. no minbari has killed another minbari for a thousand years?? I find that very hard to believe. Domestic violence? manslaughter?? What kind of statistical fuckery are they employing to make that something Delenn can say without winking??

Delenn: "I want your word that you will not tell [Sheridan] about [the warrior class dick threatening to kill me]. Your. Word." 

*cue Lennier hinting unsubtly about Delenn's life being in danger*

I did not expect Level 17 Grey to come up. Where is the missing number if Grey 17 is missing, it goes to Grey 30, but there's only 29 levels? This mystery is deeper than I expected it to be!

 The missing floor, once Garibaldi rules-lawyers the lift into stopping there, is trashed. And it says Grey 17 in a different place than the other floors. AND there's what looks like a technical diagram for a trash can where the other floors have their designation signs. Idk what this means, but it's a data point!! 

Well. I would drop kick that puppet if it talked to me on a trashed level. But Michael Garibaldi let it DART him. like a SCHMUCK. Don't let it do that. hit the follow button for more HOT TIPS FROM MICHAL. (pronounced like McCalll, not like Michael).

Lennier!!!! YES HE IS TELLING SOMEONE. But not Sheridan. Love his rules-lawyering. Super cute. My guy. Lancelot (purely platonic version).

I would kiss Lennier all over his sweet face. And he would not like it. I am sure. 

Garibaldi has recovered-ish from his darting of unknown substance. FUCK THAT PUPPET. burn it with fire or smth. 

Who is this council of lost persons?? Jim Henson's dream?????!

"My name is Jeremiah. Welcome to the end of the world." 

YES PLEASE. This is good plot, and I like it. 

Delenn is really beautiful this episode. I think the red/blue rich, saturated colors particularly flatter her. But she is always unfairly pretty and generally lickable.

Delenn's mother entered the sisters of valeria soon after Delenn was born, and she's only seen her twice. TWICE. And Delenn's father died ten years ago. She does not mention siblings. How old is Delenn? If it isn't a plot-relevant spoiler, please let me know if you know it. 

Her thoughts on missing her father are both relatable and wistful. It made me thoughtful about the same topic. 

Jeremiah says the reason the Minbari almost defeated the humans in the war was because the Minbari are closer to the truth than humans. AND we have learned that the people on Grey Level 17 is because they hacked the system and detached themselves from the rest of B5. Isolationists being isolationist on a tiny little level of a space station is illogical and funny and very, very human.

The Minbari offended by Delenn running the Rangers is called Neroon! That's super familiar and I think I've met him before. He says "During the war I killed fifty thousand of you....what's one more?" Well my dude. I bet you didn't kill fifty thousand humans in one-on-one combat. And I'm gonna go ahead and bet on Marcus's staff-fighting prowess over his. 

GET 'IM MARCUS.

This is a well-choreographed and filmed staff fight. 

Jeremiah on Grey Level 17 actually is super aligned with Delenn's philosophy on the universe. But is far more freaky about the practical side of the philosophy. tbh. I think Jeremiah did LSD one too many times. 

Garibaldi isn't super serious about his threat because his choke hold lacks a fulcrum...Jeremiah could break it anytime he liked if he knew how to identify what wrestling hold he was in....signed...someone whose father wrestled in highschool and taught them from a young age to identify and break choke holds by neck-feel....

GO MARCUS GO GET NEROON. 

Neroon: "Why? You must have known you could not win....so why do it?" Marcus: "For [Delenn]. [...] In Valen's name." 

LANCELOT MOVE OVER, GALAHAD HAS ARRIVED

Jeremiah: "Listen. Listen. The only way out is-is to find a purity of thought. A purity of belief! That is the door! The door of the mind." 

Hm. This dude is craycray. And his further speech does nothing to dispel the notion. What is screeching?? 

If Sinclair was Entil'Zha, wthen what was this Minbari Ranger going to designate Delenn?

Damn it, Neroon lives. Bring! Back! Galahad! fuck u neroon. You don't deserve a capitalized proper noun name.

wtf is this thing hunting on level 17 grey?? I don't recognize its silhouette. 

Michael Garibaldi (paraphrased): HOW DO WE HURT THIS THING??? *looks at .38 bullets in hand*

Me, reliving my misspent youth: IF YOU GRAB THE SHELL OF THOSE .38s WITH PLIERS THEN HIT THE PRIMER WITH A BALLPEEN HAMMER U CAN SHOOT IT

(yes I did this shit for fun as a child and I am EXTREMELY LUCKY I did not have a mishap of a permanent injury variety)

hmm. Garibaldi sorta used my childhood fun trick but with a pipe to protect his fragile hands.. UNLIKE ME AND MY PLAIN PLIERS AND HAMMER

Neroon kicked Marcus's ass but Marcus is going to recover -a relief. But Neroon!! FUCK OFF. 

"you are more noble than I" - Neroon (paraphrased)

THAT'S A GALAHAD MOVE. psych. Marcus got you with his ideological purity and ironic wit!!

The murderous thing on Grey level 17 was a "zarg." OK. Please, if it isn't spoilery, remind me what that is. 

This episode feels a bit more disjointed than they usually are, but I liked it. And fuck Neroon!!! Get behind Delenn or shut the fuck up. 

*a perfectly good episode. but also. GET BEHIND DELENN OR STFU!!

onward

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ADHD here, please tell me, teach me, write instruction to how brush and floss your teeth three times a day.

Please.

Do you set alarm clocks? Do you have apps that reminds you? T_T

And no, wisdom teeth ARE NOT easy.

I gotchu

👇👇👇👇

Nope no apps or alarms. It's all less about a schedule, and more just working it into your eating routine. Making flossing and brushing part of your eating process is the easiest way rather than just relying on memory or "oop it's 1pm, gotta brush!" when you may not even eat lunch until 2, you get me?

Here's my process:

1. Brush before you eat breakfast. If you feel a bit nauseous in the mornings, try and sip some water to settle it down, but whatever you do, do not eat or drink anything other than water before your first brush. Why?

Eating softens the enamel! Acidic drinks (coffee, juice, etc) softens the enamel! If you eat/drink and then brush, you are quite literally brushing away your teefie's lil coat of armor!

2. Brush yo damn tongue. I know it sucks. I know you'll gag. It's hell. Do it anyway. I'm suffering with you ✊

3. Don't just go crazy everywhere in there. If you're zigzagging around your mouth like it's Mario kart, you're missing spots. I brush in sections to guarentee coverage. Top right molars - front, bottom, back, back edge. Bottom right molars - front, top, back, back edge. Etc. In total, six sections each brushed exactly the same.

I'm fully aware written down it sounds OCD levels of bullshit, but I promise, it's the same 2-3 minutes spent brushing as usual, just organized and effective rather than pure chaos and a prayer of plaque removal 🥴

Also, don't brush too hard. If your bristles are bent and smooshed, ease up my god you're brushing away the enamel by force 😳

4. After you brush and spit - Do. Not. Rinse.

Don't.

Put the water down.

If at most you have to refresh the tongue from feeling weirdly coated, take a tiny sip of water and gurgle only on the back of the tongue and spit.

I say this because the longer the toothpaste stays on your teeth, the better. You want that flouride and whatnot doing its thing on your enamel and gum line as long as possible, so give it as much time as you can and let your mouth naturally clean it out. It will.

5. Floss after every meal. Every one. It will become a habit and you'll start to hate the feeling of not flossing after. Floss after snacks!!! If it's solid food, floss. Period. Flossers can and will become your best friend because they are so convenient. I love them, I just keep a few in the zipper part of my wallet and whenever I'm out, I can (and do) floss on the go.

Side note, there is a right and wrong way to floss. So, be mindful of that.

6. Other than morning time, brush after meals when you can, HOWEVER!!!! WAIT AT LEAST 20 MINUTES (see part 1.) In those 20 minutes after you finish eating, drink water and thoroughly swish it around your mouth to help dilute the acid sitting on your teeth. Floss during this time as well to get the crud out from between your teeth so it's not just sitting there. If you're out in public or at a job where you can't brush after lunch, brush as soon as you get home. Literally take off your shoes, hang up your coat, kiss your pet (or spouse or... idk houseplant) hello, and then go brush.

8. After your final brushing of the day, eat or drink nothing else but water. Nothing.

Look at me

Nothing else ಠ_ಠ

If you do want to eat or drink again, gonna have to wait 20 min and brush again 🤷‍♀️

So you see, it's less about a schedule and more just working the act of brushing and flossing into your normal eating routine. Make the two synonymous. Make it part of your meal process. Eat. Floss. Rinse with water. Wait, then brush.

Important*****

For those who have days when they cannot mentally or physically make themselves brush, listen to me. I understand. It's ok. Believe me, I do know more than I ever say on here. But don't do nothing. If that is you, keep a small bottle of listerine next to your bed/chair so you can swish and spit. Buy a bag of flossers and keep those near you to at least floss. Buy those little one use brusher sticks/a clean rag and toothpaste and use those. If that's the best you can do, there's no shame in that. I promise your future self will be so, so grateful for these little things, because even a little is better than nothing. And in the end you deserve to have your mouth feel fresh, even when you yourself don't have the spoons to do much else.