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simp-ly-writes · 1 year

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Cookie Jar

Pairing: Stardew Valley Harvey x Reader

Summary: You and Harvey come back from a friends wedding to get caught red handed in the cookie jar.

Warnings: mentions of choking.

A/N: Thank you all for the advice and support, I've learned a lot from y'all so here's a really fluffy one as my form of thanks!

Masterlist | Taglist | edited.

Imagine… you and Harvey are leaving town for a few days for your best friends wedding. Dressed to the nines and bags fully packed, you place your reluctant children for the weekend away with Evelyn and George.

Small tears stream down their faces and both of you debate of even attending the wedding at this point, your train comes in half an hour and yet here you are already at a crossroads.

Evelyn eventually convinces the kids to let go of your legs and bags with the promise of baking cookies at the community centre later in the day as you both slip out the door and into the cool morning air.

The weekend soon passes as you and Harvey are racing back home to see your kids and to check on the farm. It is reaching late at night, yet George's television program can be heard reverberating through the slightly open window as you knock on the door.

Your eldest opens the door, surprisingly with their height and tackles you both in a large hug, your youngest waddling themselves over to join the family picture. Any thoughts of scolding the children to opening the door to a potential stranger fly out your head as you feel their small hands play with your cheeks and smear your make-up.

In the meanwhile Harvey thanks Evelyn and George for their kindness as he picks of the children's bags alongside a large jar of cookies. He weighs the jar in his hand and sighs slightly, wondering how much sugar they must have had and how he'll explain to the dentist this time. But that was a problem for another day.

By the time you made it home and the kids were settled into bed after four stories and a visit from the dog. You softly close the door and rub your eyes, it had been a long few days. Turning to go downstairs you find your husband sneaking a cookie from the jar, already! Concealing your laughter in your hands you join him in the kitchen and steal a bit out of his cookie with dramatic effect.

His glasses slip down his nose as he stares blankly at you, you choke a little bit, trying to contain giggles and still chew at Harvey's dead-faced reaction as he wags his fingers, cookie in hand at you. Then helps to pat your back as you grab some tap water as you begin to choke. You both still dressed in your formal attire, just now with some crumbs as accents.

Yet what you both didn't realize was your eldest coming downstairs watching mom and dad chip away at their hard-work. With a creak of the wood on the last step, you and Harvey stopped like deer in headlights as you slowly craned your necks around the corner to see your eldest standing there. Hands on hips and wagging their finger in an all to familiar motion to that of your husband. You split the cookie again and moved the jar into a more secure location atop the fridge... though how long what that actually last in reality...

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katyakurae · 1 month

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The deal, sneak peek chapter 8

"Alastor! I just want to talk!"

"Well, I do not! Haven't I made that clear?!"

The Devil grits his teeth. Over six millennia without bruxism and all it takes is one sinner to develop it. Great. Because Hell is full of dentists.

Oh... actually, yeah.

"Fuck... please," Lucifer hisses as he is about to vomit his own intestines. "It will just be a moment. What happened the other day..."

"There is nothing to talk about."

This is ridiculous to say the least. And tricky. A week after the kitchen incident, Lucifer chases Alastor —who doesn't even deign to look at him, to show his anger— through the hotel corridors to a seemingly random room. Both with his fists clenched, their powers increasingly on edge. It's hot in here, courtesy of the infernal flames. Lucifer's horns are out and his tail is whipping nonstop. There is a thunderous noise in the air, Alastor antlers have grown and his eyes have a black sclera.

A recipe for disaster. Especially when the Radio Demon opens a door leading to a parlor and realizes he's hit a dead end. After chasing him all week, Lucifer has finally cornered him.

The deer demon turns on his heels only to find, to his obvious horror, that the Devil is not about to leave the door frame.

What was it like? Fight or flight?

"Alastor, really" Lucifer sighs, as if forcing himself to ve civil, resignedly, as if Alastor were the one making things harder than necessary. The audacity! "I'm only as King for five minutes to talk about what happened the other day."

"No, thank you. Five minutes with you has already proved dire enough."

Yes, the Devil takes it personally. And the yellow sclerae turns red as he squints in his direction.

"Well, it didn't look like it." says, ready for a fight. "In fact, and from the way you were moaning, you seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit."

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secretsnowclub · 1 year

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Baby Teeth

I'm working on some fiction...

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I didn’t lose any of my baby teeth until I turned seven. My gums had ridges where the new teeth were trying to come up, pushing against their fleshy barricade. I remember running my tongue along them and counting them in my head during first and second grade. When I told my mom about them, that the number had increased “since last year,” she got mad. I should have lost all my teeth by now, she said. Why didn’t I tell her earlier, she said. Your father’s going to be furious, she said.

And he was. I remember the air thick with his disgust, knee bouncing in the waiting room of the dentist’s office. It was some day in the middle of the week, a Tuesday maybe. I remember because I was happy to get the day off from school. I can’t believe I have to take a vacation day for this, my dad said. He said it again to the dentist while I was getting x-rayed.

I remember the x-ray. The white pokes of teeth trying to worm their way up around the baby molars. It didn’t feel like that much hate could be held in my mouth. Some were sideways. Crooked. They were going to punch through the gums near-horizontal. My jaw would be a spiked bat of teeth that would rot without proper care.

The doctor said everything would be fine. He’d just have to pull them. I’d need braces for a long time. But everything would be fine.

My dad pulled me to the car angry and said he’d do it himself. Said there was no way he was paying that much for the teeth and the braces. Said there was no way. He kept saying that. There’s no way. Nuh uh. No way at all. And I thought about his greasy hands entering my mouth and wiggling at the teeth. Pushing them. Grabbing them and yanking.

As punishment he took me to mom’s work and I sat quiet in an office chair for the rest of the work day, playing with a staple remover, pretending it was a shark skimming across an empty office desk.

I remember that night I took an extra long shower. I sat under the hot water and counted the ridges on my gums. I thought about the x-ray and felt something twisting inside of my stomach. Looking in the mirror, I was just angry at my mouth. At my body. I don’t remember what I used, whether it was floss or the toothbrush, or if I just knuckled against a few teeth, but I got one to come out. There was some blood but I washed it down the sink. It hurt in a weird way. Like a rolling throb through the gums and into my skull. I did two or three more before the pain was too much, my gums red and raw and pounding. I remember showing them to my mom with a big smile and she looked at me with horror. Like the time she hit a deer on the way home from daycare and screamed that horrible scream. She took the teeth from me and made a phone call.

The next day she took me to the same dentist, he pinched a needle into my mouth, and then he went to work. With a wrench or pliers or something. Grabbing and pulling. Twisting. I remember the sounds they made as they cracked. I remember the sounds the teeth made as they were ripped from my mouth. I’d make the noise for you if I could.

Mom and dad yelled that night. And a few nights after. I had a few more dentist visits, a few more pinches of numbness, and then I had braces. They were pretty and I remember they made my mouth look like a beautiful spider web. Some days they ached. Well, most days they ached. But they’ll fix my teeth, my mom said. We’ll figure it out, she said. As long as you’re okay, we’ll figure the rest out.

Dad stayed late at work for two years, maybe more. He didn’t look at me very often. I remember one night he came into my room a few hours after I had been tucked in, and he smelled like grease and medicine. He sat on the edge of my bed and cried into his hands. I didn’t move a muscle.

I remember one day I was crawling around in the side yard, a stick in my hands, shouting orders over my shoulder at the rest of my platoon. We were at war. We were crawling through mud while bullets whizzed overhead. I was the leader and they would follow me anywhere. But we had to keep quiet ‘cause I wasn’t supposed to be in the side yard. It was a narrow slit of land between the house and property-line fence. The grass never got mowed ‘cause a mower couldn’t fit back there, so it was tall and scratchy and hot with summer humidity. I remember I wasn't supposed to go back there cause my dad got stung by a hornet one time when we first moved there. I wasn’t old enough to actually remember the move, in my mind we had always lived there, but the image of my dad’s hand and the nest he smashed with his boot is somewhere up there in my brain.

But I was crawling back there, feeling the chiggers nip at my bare legs, when something sharp poked me. It was white and speckled with blood. It was my tooth. One of the ones I pulled from my mouth, I was certain. Above me was a window into the kitchen. I imagined my mom, or my dad, throwing them from the house like a cursed object. A sign of evil. I never told anyone that story before.

On my eleventh birthday we moved and a few of my dad’s friends came over to pull up the fence and my dad ran the mower on the side yard. The blades chipped and clanged against rocks making this awful, awful sound. It reminded me of the dentist’s office and the cracking of my teeth. The tearing of them out of my skull. I remember thinking that he was mowing over my teeth. A graveyard of teeth being turned into splinters.

I was glad the apartment we moved to didn’t have a side yard and I had no more teeth to lose.

#writing #fiction #novella #baby teeth

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casual-violinist-fangirl · 2 years

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Carry You: 1,747 Words

. Modern AU Crosshair and Omega hurt/comfort fic!

. Omega has been adopted, but only recently.

. When Crosshair gets in from work all he wants to do is go to bed, but his little sister seems to have other ideas.

. Also posted on AO3 (link in comments)

. Some swearing, you have been warned!

Crosshair flopped into the cushions of the sofa, trying not to groan as the weight was finally taken off of his feet. He had just finished his shift at the bar, on a day when the football was on and all he wanted to do was curl up in a ball and let sleep consume him for the next three days. Dealing with the bar’s usual clients was bad enough, but adding drunk sports fans into the mix… he barely suppressed a shudder as he thought of all of the things that he’d seen that evening.

He should probably go to bed, he thought absently as he leaned forward and started to unlace his black boots. At least if he was in bed he wouldn’t be disrupted when all of his brothers started going about their days. The only issue with that, in Crosshair’s mind at least, was that his bedroom was all the way upstairs, and he was not. And the sofa was fairly comfortable considering it had come third hand from a distant relative.

Making up his mind that he simply couldn’t be bothered to move upstairs he stretched out his legs in front of him, hissing as they ached from his shift. The others had always said he could do better than work in a bar, but he sort of enjoyed the buzz of the nightlife, even if it did mean that he had to work sporting events and deal with hen parties on the regular. Besides, what would he do instead? He wasn’t good for much else, or at least that’s what he told himself. Hunter would probably say otherwise, but Hunter had always been soft like that, especially since…

… creak.

The sound made his head shoot up from where it had been resting against the back of the sofa and he jumped out of his skin. He scowled, getting ready to berate whichever of his brothers appeared at the bottom of the stairs for ruining the peace and quiet, but was cut short when he saw exactly who was coming down the stairs.

‘Omega?’ he squinted in the dark, and sure enough the little girl stepped into the room swaddled in her duvet and looking a little pathetic.

‘Oh, hey Crosshair,’ she mumbled, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. ‘I didn’t realise anyone was down here, I…’ she trailed off a little helplessly and Crosshair noticed the way her eyes darted between him and the door to the kitchen. ‘I’ll just go back to bed,’ she turned around going to make her retreat and her brother rolled his eyes before standing. So much for peace and quiet.

‘Sit down,’ he chided her and she looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise.

‘You’re sure? I don’t want to bother you…’ The little girl was already heading towards the sofa despite her comments about going back to bed.

‘Are you after water?’ He ignored her comment, deciding to instead make himself useful. Looking over at her slight frame he spotted the dark circles under her eyes, tinged with red and looking a little on the damp side. She’d been crying. Again.

A minuscule nod from her told him all he needed to know, and he headed out into the kitchen to grab a glass of water.

It wasn’t that Crosshair didn’t like Omega; truth be told, he adored the girl and would do anything for her, just as his brothers would. Rescuing her from her vile mother had consumed so much of their time in the past few months, and there had been times when it had looked as though they were fighting and losing a custody battle. Omega had been determined to stay with her half-brothers, and the sobs of relief that had left her when full time custody had been confirmed reduced the rest of their family to tears as well. He was just… wary of her at times. When she was upset she could be a loose canon. He had learnt this the hard way when she had needed to go to the dentist and had barricaded herself in her room, screaming and sobbing and begging Hunter not to take her there.

He worried for her at times. The things she spoke of when she was discussing her past sent chill down his spine and made him want to go and give Nala Se a piece of his mind. How could someone abuse a child, especially a girl like Omega, who was so happy and positive (well, most of the time anyway). She loved fiercely and had settled into the family well, breaking down Crosshair’s well constructed armour to protect him from being hurt.

‘I thought you were supposed to be going to Cut’s tonight,’ he commented offhandedly as he brought the glass into the room and set it down in front of his sister. She remained quiet for some time, sipping the water cautiously. Crosshair resisted the urge to sigh; he was exhausted and all he wanted to do was sleep off a long night’s work. Pulling himself together and summoning all of his patience, he perched on the sofa next to the little girl, waiting for her be ready to talk.

What felt like an age passed, and Crosshair was beginning to think that maybe Omega had dozed off, when her shaking voice cut through the silence.

‘I…I didn’t want to have another nightmare and not be at home,’ she stammered, and when her brother looked at her he could see her eyes glistening with unshed tears once more. ‘Hunter spoke to Cut and he said it was fine, but I didn’t want to scare my friends…’ she snivelled, looking ashamed and embarrassed. Crosshair paused, trying to summon the right thing to say, but his mind kept coming up blank.

‘What sort of ten year old is scared of spending time away from her brothers in case she has a nightmare?!’ Clearly Omega was not done talking, and the frustration in her tone hinted that she was more upset by this than she had originally expressed. She glared as she spoke. ’Why did Nala Se have to fuck me up so much that I can’t have a normal life and do things that kids my age do, I…’ She trailed off, her anger making it difficult for her to find the right words. Her fists were clenched and frustrated tears were streaming down her cheeks. ‘What she did hurt me. It was wrong, and I’m so… so angry.’

As if saying it solved her problems, the anger was suddenly sapped out of her along with most of her energy. Crosshair swooped in just in time to grab the glass from her hands as it slipped and he placed it on the table before kneeling in front of his sister. She flopped into him, leaning her head into his shoulder and sobbing, though her cries were quiet, subdued almost. All Crosshair could do in this moment was hold her, rubbing soothing circles on her back in the same way Hunter would. When she eventually calmed down and sat up again, she looked exhausted. Her brother lifted her under her armpits and settled her back on the sofa properly, tucking her duvet around her.

‘I have an idea,’ he said and stood, trying not to hiss as his muscles screamed at him to stop for the day and rest. He disappeared into the kitchen and rummaged around, knowing exactly what he was looking for… aha! A bag of sweet popcorn tumbled out of the cupboard. Not thinking much about what time it was, he poured a substantial amount into a bowl and re-entered the living room carrying it. Omega looked up from her cocoon, a slightly confused expression on her face.

‘Don’t tell Hunter,’ he winked subtly at her with a small smile on his face. Turning the TV on, he set up his Netflix account and scrolled through until he found what he was looking for. Omega watching this, her interest piqued; she never got to watch TV with Crosshair because of his work schedule so this was rare for them and she was interested in what he was going to put on.

Eventually Crosshair pressed play on a show and sat back in his seat, placing the bowl of popcorn between himself and his little sister. Omega squinted at the screen and read the title of the show out loud.

‘She-ra?’ she questioned, wrinkling her nose. ‘What is this?’ Crosshair had the energy left in him to pretend to look offended, making her laugh a little. ‘Yes, She-ra,’ he replied. ‘This is a re-make though, it came out a couple of years ago. It’s a work of art and I won’t put up with you suggesting otherwise.’ Omega giggled, nodding at that and before long the pair of them were absorbed in the programme and eating popcorn. Crosshair looked down at his little sister. Her cheeks were still tear-stained and her eyes were puffy from crying but she seemed to be enjoying herself now.

As if reading his mind, Omega shuffled in her seat so that she was closer to him, and in a fairly clumsy motion shifted so that the duvet that she had been wrapped in was over his legs as well as hers.

‘Thanks for helping me feel better, Cross,’ she mumbled sleepily as she nestled herself into his side, giving him no choice but to put his arm around her. He gave her shoulders a gentle squeeze before relaxing and curling his legs up underneath him.

‘No worries, kid.’

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The following morning, Wrecker had come bounding down the stairs and into the living room, only to halt suddenly. Echo had nearly walked into the back of him and went to scold him, but was cut off by a frantic ‘Shush!’

There in front of them, curled up on the sofa was Omega and Crosshair, still in his work clothes and his boots discarded on the floor. The TV was quietly babbling away in the background as they slept and Echo noted with a level of exasperation that his popcorn had been opened last night. Ah well, it was clearly for a good cause. Wrecker snapped a picture on his phone and posted it in the family chat.

Clearly Omega had managed to have the sleepover she had wanted after all, even if it was with her brother and not her school friends.

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bingobongodaog · 10 months

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Sometimes i think about the elf that wanted to be a dentist instead of being a toy maker in the Rudolph the red nosed rain deer movie

are there dentist in the north pole? if so who are the dentist if not the elf's? do elf's need dental treatment? if not does Santa need it since he's human and all but he's also magical and shit so does he need it too?

the many things i think about that are useless in the real life world

#rudolph the red nosed reindeer #modern philosophy

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ask-the-achs · 2 years

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🔑 Plaman Titallicol

Report '...not going to lie I'm running out of names.'

He is a large sapient fire dragon. He has a long muscular torso, two massive wings, two fairly large arms, two large digitigrade legs and a very long flexible tail. He has five digits on each wing. The webbing on his wing fingers is slightly leaf-shaped, and his wing fingers are not connected to each-other. His wing digits are rather thick and all of his wing digits are tipped with fairly thin, slightly curved claws. His wing arms and wing fingers are all quite long, and his wing thumbs and first wing fingers are very similar in length. His wings are each 128 feet long. His arms are rather muscular and slightly shorter than his legs, and his hands are vaguely human-like, but they are thinner and he only has three fingers on each hand, with opposable thumbs. His fingers are tipped with fairly small, sharp claws. He has very muscular legs, and he has three rather long toes on each foot, with small dewclaws on the inside of his ankles. The claws on his inner toes are large, pointed and sickle-like, and the claws on the rest of his toes are straighter and slightly shorter. His tail is fairly thick and tapers to an extremely thin rounded tip. The lower half of his tail has multiple large bright orange fins that get smaller as they get closer to the middle of his tail.(not the end?) These fins are in two rows, one on the topside of his tail and one on the bottomside of his tail. All of his tail fins have long thin tendrils on the tips of their supportive structures. The fins near the end of his tail are 9 feet long, not including the tendrils, which are 5 feet long at their longest. The bottomside of his tail has five fins and the topside of his tail has six fins. He also has a small rounded fin on the top of his tail, near his hips. This fin is also bright orange, but it does not have tendrils.(Why this many fins? Either he's built for flying better or swimming better)

Plaman's tail is 58 feet long, not including the fins on his tail. His body is 60 feet long. His neck is 15 feet long, and his head is 4 feet long. His arms are 16 feet long, not including his hands, and his legs are 30 feet long, not including his feet. His front teeth are fairly large, semi-conical and curve backwards slightly, while his back teeth are rather small and conical.(most dragon skeletons dont have teeth like that. Or at least the ones ive seen. The ones ive seen have canine like teeth.) All of his teeth are fully exposed (all the better for dentist. Do dragons have dentists?). His tongue is long and fairly thin. He has two rather large bright orange eyes, two rather large nostrils and two small skin-covered earholes, as well as two large black horns above his ears. His horns somewhat resemble Impala horns(no Private its not a deer. And Paradox stop calling them Elk Light.) and they face backwards (question. Do they continually grow? Or what?). The tops of his horns have a row of small, sharp spikes. He has two 3 foot long frills of bright red, orange and yellow skin behind his head. These frills are folded flat against his neck when they are not opened up. His skin is mostly covered in tough scales. His scales are mostly dark red, but the scales on the underside of his neck and torso are a lighter shade of red. The scales on his tail are dark red with thin, deep burgundy stripes down its entire length(turns out the one we found that we ran tests on was from a different dragon. A much younger dragon). He also has large, black, symmetrical osteoderms on the fronts of his wing forearms, his arms and on his back. These osteoderms partially resemble shards of obsidian(thankfully only in looks). The osteoderms on his wing forearms are at their shortest near his elbows and near his wrists while the osteoderms between his wing wrists and wing elbows are quite long and point towards his wrists. The inner sides of his wings are mostly a dark orange color. He has thin glowing fiery orange stripes on the undersides of his wing arms, on the underside of his wing fingers and on the underside of his neck and chest. These stripes contain small, highly specialized glands that produce highly flammable, highly explosive bright orange gasses. (Reminds me of a dragon type known as the 'False' Drakes of my old home.)

He's 40 years old. He is quite intelligent, and he speaks English, Latin and some ancient draconic tongues. He has a moderately short temper, and he will become very aggressive if he feels threatened. Plaman can spit globs of highly explosive, highly flammable organic napalm from his mouth(i know a guy who sweats nitroglycerin...it hurts when he punches you this seems similar somehow. Like explosive bodily fluids is that common in the omniverse?-Bun), and he can also spray superheated orange fire from his mouth and spit fireballs. His skin is highly resilient to fire, explosions and magma (well duh? Hes a fire dragon). He can bite with impressive force, and he can also slice through solid steel with his sickle claws and create explosive clouds by flapping his wings (unless he did somethingto the gas or used magic that shouldn't work). Despite his temper, he is actually quite friendly around people he knows. He is also married to a human woman named Elise. Although Plaman and Elise's relationship is purely romantic due to the drastic size difference between them. Plaman is still violently protective of her (no. I will not explain what happened to the fool who attacked her. I saw and no. You do not want to know.) Plaman is a very fast runner, a very fast flier and a decently good climber. (Okay. Flying for long times not swimming/diving.) He can walk and run both bipedally and quadrupedally. When walking and running quadrupedally, he will close his wings up and use his wings as front legs.

Dr.Sunblood

Threat level:HARMLESS

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gaetzdentalclinic · 6 months

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Hey there, busy adults! Keeping your Invisalign aligners in top shape amidst your hectic schedule is Important for a successful treatment journey. Here are some quick maintenance tips:

Clean your aligners daily with a soft-bristled toothbrush and clear soap to prevent plaque buildup.

Rinse your aligners every time you remove them to keep them fresh and free from odor.

Avoid hot beverages while wearing your aligners to prevent warping.

Always store your aligners in their case when not in use to avoid loss or damage.

With these simple tips, you can maintain your Invisalign aligners effortlessly, even on the busiest of days! Remember, consistency is key for achieving that perfect smile. For more dental tips and care, visit your trusted Red Deer dentist. Stay smiling!

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dental-health · 1 year

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10 Things You Need to Know About Dental Implants

The best approach to replace missing teeth and improve your smile is with dental implants. You should be aware of a few things if you're thinking about obtaining dental implants in Red Deer. You may get all the information you require from Saby Dental's Red Deer dentist so that you can decide if dental implants are the best option for you. Here are 10 things you should know about Red Deer dental implants before choosing one.

Read more here- https://www.sabydental.ca/10-things-you-need-to-know-about-dental-implants-in-red-deer/

#dentist near me #dentist red deer #red deer dentist

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southpark-strangerthings · 2 years

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So I asked my grandma today if “Hermey from Rudolph the red nosed rain deer who wanted to become a dentist became the tooth fairy” does anyone else think out of the box like that? Does anyone else agree?

#just thinkin

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🍰🧁🍭🍪Favourite Foods: Sweets, Pastries, Candies, Cakes, Cupcakes, Pies, Ice Cream, Popsicles, Cookies, Decorated Cookies, Biscuits, Macaroons, Muffins, Donuts, Parfait, Chocolates, Pancakes, Waffles, Croissants, Cream Puff, Jelly, Pudding, Marshmallow, Fruits, Sandwich, Breads, Meringue, Tiramisu, Rice Crispies

🥛☕🧋Favourite Drinks: Water, Juice, Smoothies, Slushies, Boba Tea, Coffee, Frappucino, Mocha, Tea, Iced Tea, Milk, Hot Chocolate, Milkshake, Fruit Punch

🐈🐇🐶🐳🐉Favourite Animals: Cats, Dogs, Bunnies, Hamsters, Mices, Chipmunks, Foxes, Squirrels, Anteaters, Whales, Cows, Pigs, Sheeps, Seal, Penguins, Fish, Narwhal, Jellyfish, Crabs, Axolotl, Squids, Slimes, Blobs, Snakes, Bats, Parrots, Elephant, Frogs, Deers, Dragons, Horses, Unicorns, Pegasus, Monkeys, Sloths, Hedgehog, And More

🦋🐝Favourite Insects: Butterflies, Bees, Ladybugs, Caterpillars, Slugs, Ants, Beetles, Dragonflies

🌈Colors: Red, Scarlet, Rust, Orange, Marigold, Gold, Yellow, Lime Green, Green, Aqua, Cyan, Light Cyan, Light Blue, Blue, Violet, Heliotrope, Light Purple, Purple, Light Pink, Pink, White, Grey, Black, Rainbow

💐💮🌹Favourite Flowers: Cherry Blossom, Rose Hydrangea, Peony, Lily, Bouquet, Lotus, Wisteria , Sunflower, Poppy Zinnia, Dahlia, Tulip And More

🎧🎹🎶Favourite Music: All TV Show Songs, All Movie Songs, Nightcore, And Slowed Reverb/ Daycore

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