#teeth damage

[bigfatbreak]

Birds of a Feather previous / next tw: anxiety attack

[clockworkreapers]

Tales From The Gas Station Vol 3

[paper-mario-wiki]

mcdonalds sweater 😬

use your words to elaborate your thoughts. god gifted you 34 muscles in each of your hands and a beautiful computer keyboard to use them on, as well as a vast sea of words to choose from in the english language to fine tune your message for its intended impact, and you are not taking advantage of any of these tools.

[slavhew]

you win. try again?

[ninoochat]

It's actually pretty cool... there's a lot of shit we can figure out about ourselves in there.

[citycrows]

Captain Maki's special strike force (yes I'm still on this)

Someone is missing but I can't decide who.

[squeakadeeks]

you know it just occurred to me that this may not in fact, be a common experience, so im curious what the general stats are.

by "feel pain in dreams" i mean if an event happens in your dream that would induce pain, do you feel it as accurately and acutely as you would in real life?

[cream-and-five-sugars]

ARE WE READY FOLKS???

original  |  volume 4/5  |  volume 6  |  volume 7

[sforzesco]

Plutarch, Antony (trans. Scott-Kilvert)

[spaciebabie]

springtrap but he has claws and he slowwwwwly sinks them into youi while holdoing you close purring softly hes not eveb truing ta hurt you on ourpose justtrying ta keep you as close as possible and get you ta stay put for just a few more seconds oohohohhh ohhh hospital hostpital hospital. emergency room hospital

[sesamenom]

more of Mae's adventures in Castle Dracula

aka: Maedhros used Punch! It's super effective!

[stellar-collective]

reginald watching as phoenix tries to eat another screw

hehehehe only if you want to draw it

hehehehehhee… tecksture

[fighting-naturalist]

"window of opportunity" outtake: oatmeal ft. jack o'neill richard dean anderson

[riverpancakes]

watching in horror as a tiktok artist erases snake bites from their sebastian art because theyre "dangerous"

[hrodvitnon]

SIGNALIS Big Teef Fic Preview!

Did anybody want a fic with the Big Teef? No? Well, too bad, you're getting one anyway. Have a taste!

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"Hey, when were you going to tell me you have fangs?"

Elster pauses, having just gotten engrossed in a scene of tense questioning.  "Excuse me?"

Ariane sits beside her at the table, lays down the Replika overview, leans her elbows on it and rests her chin on folded hands, giving the Replika a look that to any Gestalt would be similar to a parent wanting to know why their kids didn't do what was asked of them – or rather, like she's taken on the role of detective in the midst of questioning.  Elster lifts her eyebrows, waiting for an explanation.

Ariane elaborates as if telling an anecdote from her Rotfront years.  "I looked through the Replika overview again to see if there was anything I could pick up to help you out, or do something for you, when... in the corner of my little eye, I spy... a schematic.  A schematic, El Bell.  Of retractable canine teeth.  Which you are in possession of, and neglected to inform me."

Elster closes her eyes, knowing where this is going.

"Ariane."

"Now, I don't ask the time of day from a clock..."

"Liebchen."

"But I'm not shy about how hot I am for nibbles and love bites..."

"Light of my life."

"And you didn't think to tell me?  When were you going to tell me?"

"Settle down, dramatic.  They're for self-defense, not for sexy time.  Besides, it's not even unique to LSTRs – all Replikas have them."

Ariane blinks in surprise.  "Wait, seriously?  Even Eules?"  Having such teeth makes sense for a Storch or Star, but an Eule?

"Absolutely.  I once heard that a secretary unit back at headquarters almost bit the fingers off an untrained Storch who got too ugly with her.  Not sure how it ended, but I like to think Frau Beißer got off with a warning and the Storch never lived it down.  Self-defense, like I said.  With combat units it's a last resort in case one runs out of ammunition or doesn't have a melee weapon ready."

Ariane's eyes widen.  Eules always looked so delicate to her with how lightly they carried themselves, but it seems even those domestic units are made of sterner stuff than expected.  Her eyes lower to Elster's mouth.  Elster gives her a knowing look.

"No."

"I didn't say anything!"

"You have that 'in the interest of science' look on your face."

"I just want to see them for myself!  There's nothing wrong with that!  Show me, please?  It's not like I'll ever see them in a combat situation, unless we get picked up by aliens or something."

Elster stares.  Ariane stares back, pleading and doe-eyed, just seconds away from deploying the dreaded pouty bottom lip.  Elster gives in, of course.  She can never really refuse humoring her love, so she teasingly grouses like it's such a chore.

"Ach, fine."

Ariane tries not to drum her fingers happily while Elster pops the mandibles in her jaw, mouth opening.  Nothing out of the ordinary, just 28 white teeth – go figure Replikas aren't manufactured with wisdom teeth – and then Elster curls her lips back wolfishly, her canines extending with an audible click.

There is, of course, the knee-jerk flicker of saucy fascination since Ariane does so love when Elster bites her, but in the moment it's also tempered by actual scientific curiosity.  Elster's lengthened teeth are only sharp at the very tips, as Ariane knows from experience, so while they probably can pierce through flesh or biomechanical components they must be intended for crushing and tearing, clamping down and keeping a steady grip thanks to powerful jaws.

A rather specific detail from the Replika overview comes to mind: the LSTR unit has a bite force of 1250 PSI at minimum.  Ariane's heard of certain Vinetan animals having a comparable bite, capable of piercing through the skulls of their prey.  The knowledge of this results in a revelatory daydream of hostile alien forces intercepting their little ship and abducting Ariane, causing Elster to crush an extraterrestrial skull or spine between her teeth as she goes in a rampaging rescue...

"Ari," Elster drawls.  The extended fangs seem to mess with her speech, an added lisp causing her accent to border on nonsensical.  "Ye hab dat look."

Ariane shakes her head.  "I wasn't thinking of anything sexy this time, honest!"

"Uh-huh.  Cad I pud dese away now?  Iz hahd to talk."

[kacievvbbbb]

Continuing my ongoing saga of driving myself insane; Do you think there’s a world where Shanks dies and the Red Hair pirates have been decimated through foul play? do you think in that world Mihawk will take up protecting Shanks’ notoriously weak fleet and territories out of some kind of penance.

For what nobody is completely sure, nobody, alive atleast, has laid eyes on Hawkeyes in months. The fleet and territories still fly the red hair Jolly Roger even though there are no more red hair pirates to protect it. But interestingly enough territories ripe for the picking stay untouched and unbothered.

Also Interestingly and completely unrelated, any pirates, marines or even the occasional world government agents, that kick up a little to much trouble a little too close to the territories tend to turn up dead. Heads cleanly separated from their shoulders.

Nobody’s quite sure whose behind it, and the locals swear they’ve never seen nobody, but if a gold crucifix tends to show up planted next to the Red Hair Jolly Rogers, well who’s to say.