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[silvermoon424]

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[m4rv3l-girl]

Hey! I just had a wisdom tooth removal surgery and it got me thinking, what would a Bucky x Reader be like if she were to have that surgery? I imagine the Reader would be extremely loopy 😅🥲

Have fun with this x

Loopy

Warnings: None, just fluff!

The mission to extract your wisdom teeth wasn’t exactly Hydra-level in terms of danger, but in your world, it might as well have been. Dental anxiety was no joke. Bucky Barnes, your boyfriend and ever-reliable partner in life, had promised to stick by you through it all. His assurances had included phrases like, “I’ll take care of you, Doll,” and, “We’ll get through this together,” whispered with the same conviction he used during tactical planning.

He really had no idea what he was signing up for.

The morning of the surgery, Bucky was already at your side, helping you into a comfy hoodie and making sure your favorite blanket was in the car. You were anxious, bouncing your leg as he drove you to the oral surgeon’s office.

“Doll,” he said softly, reaching over to place his vibranium hand over your jittery one, “it’s just a routine thing. You’ll be in and out before you know it.”

You nodded but muttered, “Easy for you to say. You don’t have someone coming at you with sharp instruments.”

“Sweetheart, I used to be the sharp instrument.”

You glared at him, but the corner of his mouth twitched, and soon you were laughing despite yourself. He parked the car and helped you inside, his presence grounding you as much as it could.

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The surgery itself was a blur. One minute, the nurse was inserting an IV, and the next, you were groggily waking up with cotton stuffed in your mouth and a vague sense of accomplishment, as though you’d just conquered something monumental.

And then the anesthesia hit in full force.

“Bucky,” you slurred, squinting at his face as he crouched down to help you into the car. “Did you know… you’re hot?”

Bucky froze mid-movement, his lips twitching as he tried not to laugh. “Thanks, Doll. Glad you think so.”

“No, no,” you insisted, poking his cheek with a wobbly finger. “Like, really hot. Like… like the sun. You’re like the sun, Buckyyy.”

“Alright, let’s get you in the car before you start writing me poetry,” he said, lifting you easily into the passenger seat. He buckled you in as you pouted at him.

“You’re my sun,” you mumbled dreamily, head lolling back against the seat.

“And you’re my moon,” he replied, brushing a strand of hair from your face.

You gasped suddenly, eyes wide. “Does that make us… a solar eclipse?”

Bucky snorted so loudly he startled himself. “Sure, Doll. We’re a solar eclipse.”

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By the time he got you settled into the car, it was clear the anesthesia had taken full control. Your head lolled against the headrest, and your eyes flitted about as though you were seeing the world for the first time. Every mundane thing became an epic discovery.

“Oh my God, Bucky!” you gasped, pointing out the window with the urgency of someone spotting a UFO. “Look! A dog!”

He smiled. “Yeah, Doll, I see it.”

You turned to him, deadly serious. “Do you think it knows how to drive?”

He blinked, caught between wanting to laugh and wondering if he should be concerned. “I don’t think so, sweetheart.”

“Well, it should. Dogs deserve to drive. They’ve been walking for centuries. It’s not fair.”

“Right, I’ll bring it up at the next town hall meeting,” he deadpanned, eyes flicking back to the road.

“You’d better. I’ll be your campaign manager. ‘Vote for Bucky: The Man Who Fights for Canine Vac-….vehic-ic-ular Rights.’”

A snort escaped him before he could stop it. “Canine vehicular rights, huh?”

You nodded sagely. “That dog was a visionary. It was staring at me like it understood my soul.”

“It was eating grass, Doll.”

“It’s a genius. You just don’t get it.”

He didn’t reply, too busy biting the inside of his cheek to keep from outright laughing, but you weren’t done.

“Wait! Another dog! Hi, doggy!” you shouted, waving energetically at a blur of fur as the car sped past. “Did you see it, Bucky? Did you?”

“Yes, Doll, I saw it.”

“Do you think they’re friends? Like, maybe they meet up on weekends and play poker or something.”

“I’m sure they do, Doll. High-stakes poker games behind the gas station.”

“YES!” you shouted triumphantly, pumping your fist. “I knew it. Dogs are so organized.”

You fell quiet for a moment, which Bucky foolishly thought might mean the conversation was over. But then your head turned toward him, eyes wide with wonder.

“Do you think I could join their poker club?”

“Doll, you don’t know how to play poker.”

You hummed. “Neither do the dogs, James. It’s about the vibes.”

At that point, Bucky had to pull over because he was laughing so hard he could barely keep his hands steady on the wheel. His shoulders shook as he rested his forehead against the steering wheel, while you looked at him in confusion.

“What’s so funny?” you asked innocently, chewing on a piece of gauze. “This is serious business. Dogs are the backbone of society, Bucky. You wouldn’t even have your arm without them.”

His head shot up, tears of laughter streaming down his face. “What does that even mean?”

“You know exactly what it means,” you huffed, crossing your arms and turning to stare out the window, your cheeks puffed with righteous indignation and gauze.

Endlessly entertained, Bucky got the car moving again, but not without a few parting words from you:

“I’m gonna start a revolution,” you declared. “Dogs n’ cars. Dogs n’ hats. Dogs running for Congress. Buckle up. I am changing the world.”

“Whatever you say, Doll,” he murmured, grinning to himself. “Whatever you say.”

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By the time he got you home, you’d become fascinated by his metal arm.

“Bucky, can I touch it?” you asked, staring at it like it was the eighth wonder of the world.

“You touch it all the time, Doll.”

“Yeah, but now I’m different. I’m wiser.”

“That’s not how wisdom teeth work, my love.”

Ignoring him, you grabbed his arm with both hands, marveling at the coolness of the vibranium. “You’re like a Transformer. Can you transform into a car? I bet you can. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“No.”

“A plane?”

“No, Doll.”

“A toaster?”

“Why would I transform into a toaster?”

“For toast, obviously.” You rolled your eyes as though it were the most obvious answer in the world.

Bucky let out a long-suffering sigh, but the twitching corners of his mouth betrayed his amusement.

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The pinnacle of the day’s chaos came when you decided to take inventory of your cheeks in the bathroom mirror.

“They’re so big!” you exclaimed, poking at your swollen face. “I look like a chipmunk. Bucky, do you think Steve would still let me join the Avengers like this?”

Bucky leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed and a smirk on his lips. “Absolutely. You’d be the most adorable Avenger.”

“Adorable?” you repeated, narrowing your eyes at him in offense. “I am feracious.”

“Ferocious? Sure you are, Doll.”

“Wanna see?” You suddenly bared your teeth—or rather, the cotton-filled abyss of your mouth—and growled, which sounded more like a muffled gargle.

Bucky laughed so hard he had to sit on the edge of the bathtub.

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The rest of the day was a blur of Netflix, popsicles, and increasingly ridiculous questions.

“If you could be any animal, what would you be?” you asked at one point, sprawled out on the couch with an ice pack on your face.

“A wolf,” he answered without hesitation. “What about you?”

You thought about it for a long moment before declaring, “A jellyfish.”

Bucky raised an eyebrow. “A jellyfish?”

“Yeah. They’re squishy and floaty. Like me right now.”

He shook his head, chuckling. “You’re something else, Doll.”

You blinked up at him, your expression shifting into one of profound seriousness. “Do you think cats have secret jobs?”

Bucky paused mid-sip of his coffee. “Secret jobs?”

“Yeah,” you whispered conspiratorially, as if the walls might have ears. “Like… maybe they’re spies. Or accountants. Or both.”

“Spies and accountants?” he repeated, raising an eyebrow.

“Think about it, Bucky. Cats are always watching. Sitting in windows, judging everyone, like, ‘Oh, Jerry didn’t pay his taxes again.’ You ever wonder why they knock stuff off tables? They’re sending messages.”

“To who?” he asked, genuinely curious now, because he couldn’t figure out how your brain had arrived at this.

“To their bosses! The ones running the underground cat syndicate!” you exclaimed, throwing your hands in the air like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Bucky’s lips quirked up in a grin. “And what exactly do these bosses do with the info?”

You leaned closer, your voice dropping to a hushed tone. “They’re buying lasers. And tuna. The expensive kind.”

Bucky burst out laughing, his head tipping back as you nodded solemnly at your own revelation.

“They’re probably watching us right now,” you added, side-eyeing a patch of empty space on the couch. “Act normal, James. Normal.”

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By the time the anesthesia fully wore off and you were back to your usual self, Bucky had compiled an impressive list of your antics to tease you with.

“You told me I was a Transformer,” he reminded you later that evening, a mischievous glint in his eye. “And that I should transform into a toaster.”

Your groan was muffled by the pillow you’d shoved your face into. “Oh my God, stop.”

“Never,” he promised, pulling you into his arms. “You were the cutest little loopy chipmunk I’ve ever seen.”

Despite your embarrassment, you couldn’t help but laugh. With Bucky by your side, even the most ridiculous days were unforgettable…

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Hey, hope you enjoyed this, I did certainly have fun writing this! 😂🫶

[arctic-hands]

I'm am BEGGING you if you're chronically ill or disabled or always exhausted or mentally ill, PLEASE do all you can to brush your teeth every day. Switch to disposable sponge brushes if the texture of even soft toothbrushes are sensory hell. Ask someone to help you if you can't move your arms. Keep an ear out for free or visiting dental care if you can't get dental insurance. Do the bare minimum of brushing your teeth, even if you don't have the stamina to floss after or can't tolerate mouthwash. If you can't stick to a routine then brush your teeth as soon as you remember, no matter the time of day. Keep your toothbrush visible in your bathroom so you remember it's there as you wash your hands. Keep a pack of one-time disposable brushes by your bedside if you're too fatigued or depressed to leave your bed or room. Just find SOME WAY to keep your teeth intact.

Once you lose your adult teeth, that's it they're gone forever. I spent almost my entire life too apathetic or too tired to take proper and consistent care of my teeth, and not even counting my infected and impacted wisdom teeth, I've already had one regular tooth completely removed because it was excruciatingly infected and my meager dental coverage wouldn't cover a two THOUSAND dollar root canal, and now I've got a shattered tooth on the other side with crumbling remains that periodically get infected and I'm going to have to have what left of the roots extracted too. And because of my neurological condition and my intestinal diseases necessitating frequent MRIs/MREs, I can't get dental implants because they use metal screws. I'm only thirty-one and at this rate I'm looking at dentures before I'm fifty.

I know the future often seems bleak for people like us so sometimes it feels liberating to not care about the future or take care of ourselves to see it, but the future IS coming, you WILL find a way to stick around for it, and you ARE going to want your teeth as you make it that far and further.

[the---hermit]

05|11|2024

After a couple of days in which I spent time with friends, worked, and went to an exibition dedicated to Tolkien, I am shortly back on my study routine. I say shortly because tomorrow I am finally get my wisdom tooth extracted so I guess I will be taking a couple of days off to rest after that. Anyway I am quite happy with what I have done today I finished reading and annotating an article and a half, which is more than I expected to do today. I am still progressing slower than I had initially planned at the beginning of the semester, but I should be able to comfortably study for two classes and take two exams in January. I am still waiting dor the dates of some exams to show up, but if nothing is out by next week I might email a professor, so that I can at least plan what to do. I am also quite annoyed by the fact that our wifi is fully out which means that the lost marathon I was planning on having tomorrow after the dentist is out of question. Of course the one time I know I will have two days of rest at home my wifi dies ugh. I will have to find other ways to entertain myself. Hopefully I will have enough energies to focus on a book.

Productivity list:

Read first thing in the morning

Finished reading and annotating article 1 for my history of Sabaudian states class

Started reading and annotating article 2

Updated my reading journal

Planned my next couple of weeks of studying and work

Duolingo

📖: The Adventures Of Amina Al-Sirafi

[gallifreyinstituteforlearning]

Listen I know that the medical/dental divide is one that perhaps spans multiple universes, but here are my questions: Do people on Gallifrey have to brush their teeth or are there more advanced tooth care methods? Do they produce plaque at all? Do they get dental related problems like cavities? Do children lose their baby teeth?

Gallifreyan Dental Care: The Basics

You'd think that a race as advanced as the Time Lords might have entirely bypassed the need for anything as mundane as brushing their teeth, but it's not that simple.

🪥 Do Gallifreyans Need to Brush Their Teeth?

In short: not really, but some will do it anyway. Gallifreyans are lucky enough to have teeth that are incredibly resistant to decay. Their enamel is super dense and can even repair itself, like how skin heals from a cut. So, while most of us have to spend a couple of minutes each day scrubbing away, Gallifreyans can sit back and let their biology do the work.

However, even this system has its limits. While their teeth stay in pretty good shape without the need for brushing, there's no real known mechanism for keeping their breath fresh. So, while you won't catch a Time Lord worrying too much about cavities, they still need to remedy that pungent early morning breath.

🧼 Do They Get Plaque and Cavities?

Gallifreyans are far less likely to experience tooth decay compared to humans. Their teeth are designed to withstand wear and tear, and their enamel's self-repairing nature means plaque buildup isn't much of an issue.

But let's not get too comfortable—Gallifreyans can definitely still have dental issues, and Dentists definitely have a role on Gallifrey. Fillings or crowns will still be needed, and in some cases, extraction is necessary if the damage is beyond repair.

🧒 Do Gallifreyan Childrene Lose Their Baby Teeth?

Yes, childrene who are loomed as physical kids do go through a phase of having baby teeth, just like human kids. However, not all Gallifreyans experience this, because some are loomed as physical adults, skipping the whole baby teeth phase entirely. For those with baby teeth, it's a pretty standard process—those little teeth fall out as they grow, making way for their adult set.

🦷 Gallifreyan Teeth Cleaning Devices

The following is all based on our very limited knowledge of how Gallifreyan showers work, so are more fun than real:

Say goodbye to the mundane and step into the future with Gallifreyan dental technology! Why settle for the ordinary when you can have extraordinary? Introducing the latest in oral care innovation—because your smile deserves the best the universe has to offer.

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Get yours today and step into the future of oral care—because your smile deserves it!

Related:

📺|🧶👶What is looming and how does it exist alongside natural reproduction?: Overview of looming and its place alongside natural reproduction in Gallifreyan society.

💬|⏰💄Do Time Lords have a beauty industry?: The fashion trends and general attitudes towards clothes.

💬|⏰🏪Do Gallifreyans have grocery stores?: Food and food technology on Gallifrey.

Hope that helped! 😃

Any purple text is educated guesswork or theoretical. More content ... →📫Got a question? | 📚Complete list of Q+A and factoids →😆Jokes |🩻Biology |🗨️Language |🕰️Throwbacks |🤓Facts →🫀Gallifreyan Anatomy and Physiology Guide (pending) →⚕️Gallifreyan Emergency Medicine Guides →📝Source list (WIP) →📜Masterpost If you're finding your happy place in this part of the internet, feel free to buy a coffee to help keep our exhausted human conscious. She works full-time in medicine and is so very tired 😴

[tcwmatchmakingau]

The Sixth Language (Epilogue)

Pairing: Waxer x Fem!Reader (no-longer-single parent)

Rating: T

Wordcount: 1.3k

Warnings and tags: tooth-rotting, cavity-inducing fluff

Catch up here: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Many, many Bendudays later…

The sun has not yet risen when Waxer wakes up. He lies quietly in bed for a moment, watching your face in the dim light. The urge to pull you into his arms and kiss you breathless is almost overwhelming, but you’ve been exhausted for the past few weeks, and he would rather cut off his own arm than awaken you when you’re finally getting a decent night’s sleep. So he simply lies still and admires your soft loveliness as you sleep, until he can no longer delay the inevitable. 

He slips out of bed and moves soundlessly through the flat, pulling on his officer’s uniform in stages as he goes through his morning routine. Now that the GAR’s duties have shifted to peacekeeping, search and rescue, and disaster relief efforts, he rarely needs to wear his armor, except on the rare occasions when the 212th is deployed in the field. He makes a cup of caf, and as he drinks it, he reloads the machine with freshly ground beans so all you have to do is push the button when you wake up hours later. He takes a quick moment to cut a small heart out of a sheet of flimsi and tape it to your mug before he sets it in the machine.

When he passes into the living room, he notices that the fresh flowers on the dining table have faded, so he makes a mental note to stop by the market and pick up replacements on his way home: Zeillas, your favorite. He sits down heavily on the sofa and lets out a long sigh. Kriff, he is tired. He’s been working Benduday shifts for the past eight weeks, and he desperately misses days off with you and Kaia. He knows his schedule is taking a toll on you, too, though you never say a word. He can see it in the dark circles under your eyes when you smile at him at the end of a long workday. Only another four weeks, though, and the work schedule will rotate again, and he’ll finally regain those precious weekends with his girls.

As he reaches for his boots, he hears a tiny noise, and he is instantly on alert, eyes trained on the darkened hallway. Sure enough, he soon spots a bogey. Kaia stumbles into the living room, rubbing her eyes against the dim light.

“Waxer?” she asks, her voice small and sleepy.

“Hey, peanut,” he says quietly. “What are you doing awake so early?”

“I can’t find Mimi,” she whimpers.

“Hey, it’s okay,” he soothes as he stands and crosses the room to her. “I know right where Mimi is.”

She holds her arms up to him silently, and he scoops her up, carrying her easily in one arm as he walks to the laundry. He digs through the sonic washer-dryer until he locates the fluffy pink blanket that has been Kaia’s companion nearly her entire life. 

“Here you go,” he says.

She snuggles her face into it happily, then holds it up to him, and in the creepiest kriffing whisper he’s ever heard, she says, “Smell it.”

He stifles a laugh, not wanting to offend her or disturb your sleep, and he obediently sniffs the blanket.

“It smells very clean,” he says gravely—and so it should; he’d conducted a stealth extraction mission the night before to retrieve and wash Mimi, since Kaia flatly refuses to part with it for any reason when she is at home. You drew the line at allowing Kaia to take Mimi with her to preschool, and when she protested, you pointed out that Mimi might get lost, which was enough to scare Kaia away from ever bringing up the subject again.

“You can take Mimi with you to work if you want,” Kaia offers.

Waxer’s chest tightens, and he has to pause for a moment before he answers. “That’s very generous, sweetheart, but I wouldn’t want to risk getting Mimi dirty. I think it would be better if you keep it at home with you today.”

“Okay, good,” she says, clearly relieved. “I didn’t really want you to take it.”

Waxer can’t suppress his laugh this time, and Kaia joins in, not really knowing what the joke is, but happy to be included. Suddenly, he makes a decision.

“You know what? I think I might be getting sick.” He lets out a delicate, silly cough that makes her laugh even harder. “Yes, definitely too sick to go to work today. I wouldn’t want to risk infecting anyone else. Uncle Kix would be so mad at me if I gave somebody a cold.”

“That’s true,” she giggles, “and besides, it’s raining.”

“So it is,” he agrees. “Way too dangerous to go out in the rain when I have such a terrible cough. How would you feel about a cup of hot cocoa while I comm my CO?”

She nods enthusiastically, her eyes shining, and he sets her down on the sofa while he pulls out her favorite sparkly purple mug and mixes up a quick batch of cocoa, then sends the galaxy’s least convincing sick message to Captain Gregor. When he rejoins her in the living room, she’s cocooned herself in Mimi. She’s getting so big now that the blanket is barely big enough to cover her, but she curls up into a ball and tucks the edges beneath her so the only part of her that’s exposed is her head. He hands her the mug of cocoa, and she eyes him with a speculative gleam.

“Do you think you’re too sick to make banana flatcakes for breakfast?” she asks, giving him adorably exaggerated tooka eyes.

“I think I could manage it,” he says solemnly, “if I have help from the best sous chef on Coruscant.”

She flings herself onto him with a delighted squeal, and sure enough, she digs her evil little fingers into his ticklish ribs, just like she does every time, and just like every time, he writhes away, flailing comically to escape her torture.

“Shhh, Dad, you’re going to wake up Mommy!” she giggles, and Waxer freezes, momentarily forgetting how to breathe.

“What’d you call me, peanut?” he asks, not sure he heard what she had actually said, or whether his ears had tricked him.

Kaia’s eyes grow enormous. “Dad. Is—is it okay?”

Waxer swallows. “I think you should talk to your mommy about it first.”

“I did,” she says. “She said it was all right, if you wanted me to.”

He nods, unable to form words. Kaia, strategic mastermind that she is, seizes the opportunity to resume her tickle attack, and soon Waxer is doubled up on the floor, wheezing desperately as he tries to stifle his laughter.

When you wake up, the first thing you notice is the smell of flatcakes and bacon. You stretch luxuriously and smile. Benduday flatcakes are your little family’s favorite tradition. You pause mid-stretch as you realize that Waxer should be gone by now. Did Nyra and Wooley stop by? Surely, Kaia would have awakened you. Better go find out what the little monster is up to, you decide with a sigh.

You round the corner into the kitchen and find a scene of devastation. Flatcake batter has spilled across the counter and dripped down to the floor, and there’s a haze of smoke that says the bacon went a little too long, and in the midst of all this chaos, Waxer stands in front of the stove, wearing an apron that is way too short, wielding a spatula, and carrying Kaia on his shoulders as she orders him around like a tiny general in a chef’s hat.

“What’s going on?” you ask in confusion.

“Dad’s too sick to go to work,” Kaia announces.

Your heart squeezes. “Is that so? Dad?”

Waxer gives you that brilliant smile that always makes you feel like you’re staring into the rising sun, and damn, it feels like home.

[dr-demi-bee]

You Sleep, I'll Watch

Another short snippet from my Tav x Gale WIP that probably won't fit into the full story. My Tav (Miri) is a Lythari ranger. But this could work for a druid, too. :) Gale x Nature Magic User is *chef's kiss*

----- It had been a selfish act the first time Tav inserted herself into Gale's bedtime routine.

From the moment she recognized the depth of her affections she had become even more protective of him. Brushed against him to mark him with her scent after each bath, tended to his needs by carefully monitoring his heart and his scent, watched his back, protected him from all angles.

But it became difficult to trance on the other side of camp. After he defied Mystra's command deep under Moonrise, after Tav noted the subtle pushes and nudges the feckless goddess wielded to pull him toward Her whims... it became impossible.

Tav had been plagued by a constant fear in the shadow cursed lands. Worried She would do something drastic. Show up to punish him, rebuke him, steal him away.

The thought of it made Tav all too eager to test her fangs in divine flesh. She will fight tooth and nail if need be. Let the little goddess learn how the forces of nature train for any foe.

That fear was what drove Tav to end each day in wolven form, laying in front of his tent, hardly trancing. She watched the cloth entrance and the edges of camp - ears on a swivel attending to the sounds of the shadow curse around them.

This close, it did not take long to notice the quirks of Gale's sleeping habits.

The talking is endearing. Usually whatever he has been reading or working on bleeds into his dreaming - and often she is treated to a sleepy, mumbled lecture on some theory or other.

But the nightmares that plague him worry her. When he sweats and thrashes in his sleep, soft frightful sounds of pain or anguish spilling into the night air, the mark on his chest will glow.

Tav learns quickly that her presence can help to soothe the fears. When she is closer, he is less restless.

She started by just poking her head into his tent. First to check on him, then to watch over him. Slowly, each night she wound up further inside. Eventually she would enter the tent at the first sign of distress and lay down to press against his side.

Then she discovers he sleeps better with weight on top of him - something about it keeps the nightmares at bay. She wonders if perhaps Tara would sleep atop his chest at home in their tower those many months of isolation. Or even as he grew up, facing the tribulations of a young scholar of considerable expectations.

So when he falls asleep, she enters his tent, and lays her lupine head on his chest or back, watching his eyes for signs of distress behind closed lids. And instead she catches mostly snores and soft smiles. And sometimes, the sleepy babbling - about spells, or recipes, or nothing at all. Occasionally confessions of love or romantic verbiage. All of it delights her, and she much prefers it to the gasping shock of his frightful visions.

It is not something Gale ever asked for, and he might not even realize she does it every night. But Tav takes a smug satisfaction in being able to protect her wizard, her heart, from danger both awake and asleep. She quite delights in the way he wraps himself around her legs or muzzle in his sleepy movements that curl toward her warmth.

Many mornings she wakes to find she has shifted back - opening her eyes to find she is laying curled up in Gale's arms with her head still pillowed on his chest. Before their confessions she would carefully extract herself from his arms and tent before he woke.

But after?

After, she luxuriates in every soft moment.

[missfrieden]

Tech as a father Chapter 58

Hope you all stilll enjoy it, as I still love to post it. I never thought I have the courage to post anything I wrote. And seeing the feedback makes me blush, grin and giggle like the idiot I am. And a big thanks to all of you accepting my struggle with words. Word does not alway pick up on my alphabet jumble salad.

Masterlist

Chapter 58: Teehting toys

While the squad remains oblivious to the brewing storm on Kamino, they find themselves facing the challenges of a fussy and teething Orion. The little one's discomfort becomes evident as he gnaws on anything within reach, creating a humorous yet endearing scene in the midst of their everyday lives.

Tech, in particular, analyses Orion's behaviour with a keen eye, realizing the emergence of a tiny tooth. The squad members each have their unique ways of dealing with Orion's teething antics. Crosshair grumbles a bit and holds him away, Echo takes precautions with his scomp socket-arm, Hunter brushes aside his hair, and Wrecker, true to his nature, seems unfazed and comfortable with Orion's teething exploration.

As the squad navigates the challenges of parenting and the unexpected joys that come with it, the impending threat from Kamino remains an unseen shadow, waiting to cast its influence on their lives. The contrast between the mundane yet heart-warming moments with Orion and the ominous undertones of the Kaminoans agenda just waits to be revealed to the protective squad.

Tech, feeling the tugs on his hair and the persistent gnawing on his goggles' strap, maintains his calm demeanour despite Orion's tiny yet determined outburst. The squad observes the amusing scene, each member having encountered their fair share of teething tantrums. In an attempt to soothe Orion, Tech gently adjusts the position, offering a teething toy or a chilled item to gnaw on. The interaction becomes a part of their daily routine, with Orion expressing his discomfort in his unique, baby-like way. Despite the potential chaos, the squad continues to adapt to the evolving dynamics, finding joy in the shared moments with their youngest member. Little do they know, the unseen threat from Kamino inches closer and closer, adding an underlying tension to their otherwise ordinary yet extraordinary lives.

Tech, with a mixture of patience and humour, attempts to explain the intricacies of teething to Orion in a firm tone, who seems more interested in exploring the world through gnawing. He adjusts the position of his son, so he can lean his head against his while soothingly rubbing his back. “Listen Orion, I know that it must hurt and be uncomfortable, hat you have no idea why. But you should not bite us. I can get you always a frozen piece of fruit, or hold a teething toy for you.” As Tech shares his gentle words, Orion, in his innocence, decides to take a more hands-on approach, or rather, teeth-on.

Feeling the tiny, yet surprisingly sharp pressure on his ear, Tech winces slightly but maintains his composure. He carefully extracts his ear from Orion's curious grip and his mouth, all the while assuring his son that it's okay. The squad, witnessing the interaction, chuckles at the unexpected twist in the teething saga.

In the midst of Orion's teething adventures, Crosshair, with a smirk, remarks, "Looks like Tech's finally getting a taste of his own medicine. Having someone not listening." Tech shoots him a wry look, "Quite literally, it seems." Wrecker, ever the jovial uncle, laughs heartily and adds "Hey, Tech, you never mentioned this part of the parenting manual!" Tech sighs. “There isn’t really a manual Wrecker, only guides. And trust me, I read quite a lot.”

Echo, who's been quietly observing, offers a thoughtful suggestion, "You might want to try those teething toys you can chill. Makes less a mess than the fruits." Tech, adjusting his goggles and holding Orion a bit higher, replies, "Already ordered a few, Echo. But until then, it appears I'm the teething toy of choice."

Meanwhile, Orion, undeterred by the banter, continues his exploration, alternating between gnawing on Tech's goggles, pulling at his hair, and attempting to nom on anything within reach. Tech, with a mix of bemusement and affection, engages in this comical teething tango, realizing that even the unexpected moments are becoming cherished chapters in their unique family story.

A few days later Tech, slightly surprised by Orion's resilience, tries another approach. "Orion, my little trooper," he says with a soft chuckle, "your father's not on the menu. How about we redirect that enthusiasm to your teething toys?" He reaches for one of the toys nearby, hoping to entice Orion's interest. And Tech hopes they can make a detour by the nearby base, so he can pick up the new ones. Orion, however, seems to have other plans, gleefully giggling and making determined attempts to chew on Tech's fingers once more.  Wrecker chimes in, "Guess he's got a taste for high-tech snacks!"

Now Hunter, who was busy typing down debriefs and reports, got hit with that. And he can’t help but laugh. “Now, at least Tech is not wired… Echo maybe you should refrain from holding Orion for a while.” “Not gonna happen Hunter. If needed I take all off I can, or wrap myself in plastic. Can’t keep Orion away from his favourite uncle.” Echo quickly replies in a more than serious tone. “You the favourite? Forgot that next to all of Tech, it seems my hairs are his go to teething toy?” “Well he can gnaw on me all the time, and I never scold him!” Wrecker interjects with a big grin. “That is just… disgusting” Crosshair states rolling his eyes, not like he lets Orion munch on his t-shirt here and there. But the ‘who is the favourite uncle’ discussion has started, and will most likely not end soon, like usual.

Despite the playful banter, Tech perseveres in gently encouraging Orion to focus on the teething toys. Parenthood, it seems, brings not only unexpected challenges but also moments of laughter and shared camaraderie within the close-knit squad. Even if he is sure, that he could have handled it alone, he knows he could not have done it without his brothers.

Chapter 59

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[ask-a-vetblr]

So my cat broke a lower fang clean off. I'm already going to take him for bloodwork tomorrow to prepare for extraction, but the best I can do for earliest dental extraction is next week without paying over $1000 at an emergency clinic, which I can't afford. I called many places. The receptionists didn't sound alarmed for my cat though, so that makes me wonder. While google says that a broken tooth can be an emergency, how risky is it to get it extracted a week later? I'm not planning on saving his tooth either. That I know is time sensitive.

vet-and-wild here.

Maybe it's a regional thing, but where I'm at we don't consider a broken tooth an emergency. I'd be curious to know where you're located (you don't actually have to tell us, I just think what you said is really interesting) because I can't imagine any ER around me being willing to extract a tooth. They'd probably prescribe pain meds and antibiotics and recommend follow up with a general practitioner. The reason a broken tooth is concerning is that if there is exposure of the pulp cavity (where the nerves and vessels are) it can lead to potential pain and infection. Sometimes we find a broken tooth on a physical exam just by chance. We don't know when it happened and the owner is surprised to hear that it happened at all because the animal isn't showing symptoms. We still recommend removal if there is exposure of the pulp cavity, because it could lead to further problems. And tooth pain sucks.

The only time we have to try to rearrange our schedule for a dental to get it done sooner is if the animal's teeth are so bad it isn't eating, or there is a broken tooth causing severe pain/infection. I can count on one hand the number of times I've had that happen, and of course one of them was my own dog. Otherwise, we can generally schedule it as a routine dental. Dentals with tooth extractions are pretty involved procedures so it's not something we can do at the drop of a hat. Unless a tooth is already super loose, we often have to burr away bone and make gingival flaps to get the tooth out. It also rarely makes sense (both from a financial and practical perspective) to just extract a single tooth and not do the rest of the dental (i.e. dental x rays, scaling and polishing, probing, etc) so we also have to account for that time too.

[giantologist]

What hygiene routines do giants have? And do humans ever help?

Good day!

Well, giants culturally wash every Saturday. They use the nearest body of water to bathe (or shower if there is a waterfall!) with a soap made from animal fat and ash, usually combined with something fragrant - pine oil is a favourite, which is why a lot of giants smell like forests. Hair trimming isn't usually practised, only when it becomes unmanageable. Rather it is combed and braided tightly enough to last another week. Nail trimming and teeth cleaning are both done on the same day, but tooth decay isn't much of an issue for giants given that their enamel is strengthened with a composite reminiscent of titanium, the same as their bones.

I have seen one human run giant salon, situated on the banks of a rather large waterfall and hot spring. The family that ran it had constructed a great wooden structure by a rock that could be raised or lowered depending on the height of their client. After a wonderfully hot and cleansing bath, the customer would place their chin on a U shaped groove. From there the sons would tidy any hair with large purpose-built rakes, and trim and polish nails in a way that reminded me of a bootblack. The daughters (one of whom was a doctor) would lance and extract blemishes, apply salves, and even use their arms to reach into ears and pull out any detritus that lingered there. Teeth cleaning services cost extra, considering the risk, and were performed solely by the father who was a retired dentist. Their mother was in charge of organisation and bookkeeping, at which she was very proficient.

They turn over a hefty profit each year, and their repeat clientele speak highly of their services. I was even treated to a spa day when I visited, and I can attest to their efficiency and comfort.

Professor J Finch

[dark-side-blog3]

I had a rough wisdom tooth extraction (as in, the procedure took an hour longer than expected and recovery is slow cause my roots were deep and close to nerves) and I keep thinking of your yanderes who enjoy forced agere with a darling. I think in my current state I wouldn’t be in any shape to resist them babying me… and maybe wouldn’t even mind. But just look at me! With my puffy cheeks, my words slurred and garbled, dropping food or even missing my mouth and making a mess because I can’t open my mouth much. I can only eat soft things, I get so sleepy, and I clearly can’t take care of myself… now what would you call that other than being a baby, hm? I’d be too tired and groggy to argue or fuss much… or if I did, I’d get cooed over for being such a poor, fussy little thing… baby’s mouth is so sore, they know! Of course I’d be cranky, poor dear. By the time I’d be aware enough, they’d be very settled into the new routine. Maybe they’d try to keep me on some of my meds longer… after all, their little darling is so sweet and obedient when I’m helpless and out of it. They can feed me, snuggle me, care for me… they know just what their little one needs. Keeping me drugged up a little longer can’t be so bad if it makes me dependent on them!

yeesh!! I hope you feel better soon, anon! That does sound rough.

Your yanderes would be very understanding that you might be a bit irritable the next few days-- scary dentists and a tooth extraction would make any kid a bit sensitive and whiny. Especially since now eating anything but soft foods hurts-- you can't even drink from a bottle, because the suction you'd need might hurt your poor sore gums more!

Drugging you seems to keep your wails to a minimum, and you don't cry nearly as much, so it's the right thing to do. And with a little extra dosing, you don't show any signs of discomfort! That's what's best for you after a botched dental job. The fact you can't firmly grasp any of your toys afterwards is just a side effect they're willing to deal with for you. It also means you need extra care with hygiene. You can't hold a toothbrush or soap yet. It's like you're a real baby that needs their help with everything!

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[wei--wuxian]

pisses me off how much of dental health is genetic. me and my partner have the exact same textbook-following dental hygiene routines and they've had 1-2 tiny fillings while i've had 6-7 plus an extraction due to the tooth literally dying!!! and guess what the difference is: my mum has shit teeth and has had like a million root canals while my partner's parents have normal teeth 🫠

so i know there are a lot of tumblr posts that go round about taking care of your teeth and of course that shit is important but also like. if you're brushing twice a day and flossing and you still end up needing treatment don't feel like you've failed because actually this shit just isn't fair.

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