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AF ATTACK ON @rslashrats
One wisdom tooth has started to come out properly. Had a quick peek and it's rather impressively weird seeing a corner of a tooth pushing out of the gum.
It's taken 5 years for it to get to this point. If it continues at this rate, I'll have a new tooth in about 10 years.
OH!
WHO WANTS TO SEE MY TOOF THAT I GOT PULLED
CW: Tooth, lil bit of blood (like, very tiny amount)
"keep it. as a promise."
There's Memes About! || Always Accepting
Inara blinks fast, and then slow as her head lifts.
Emmrich has already turned his back on her, like the words are as easy to hear as they are to roll off his lips. He's handsome even from the back, captivating as the vest wraps just right around the curve of his waist. Without his jacked on, the way his trousers cup his behind is plain for her eyes.
She almost feels drunk just from looking at him. She's sure the wine in the glass on the table helps some, of course, the red staining her lips.
She looks back down. In her hand, she gives the little glass jar a shake. The tiny tooth rattles around, makes the light tinkling sound of bone on glass spike her heart rate. She can see why the noise is said to draw fairies.
Her fingers close around the jar, careful and encompassing. Like she'd rather die than drop it. Like it's holy.
Baby teeth. The Mourn Watch prize even those, it seems. And now his are hers. Or, at least this one.
Perhaps to someone else it would be gross. Macabre. The stunted little bone in an old, well-scratched jar. But for her, it burns warm in her heart. An intimacy she's never encountered before. One she could never return - her baby teeth are as lost to the world as any knowledge of who her parents were.
Two things he cherishes.
"I have some mabari teeth you could have in return," she offers as she ponders just how to return the gesture. Something to say she promises, too.
"Or one from the Archdemon. But that... you know. Has to be kept in a case. 'Cuz of the Blight."
bro could i please stop dreaming about all of my teeth falling out
i had plans to do that writing thing today, but i woke up with really bad tooth pain and wound up having to take an edible bc of it. as such, i'll lurk but i have no idea if i'll be able to do anything. your best bet to get up with me would be via disco: celestial cryptid.#9666