my friend who is studying dentistry took ONE look at Hayden’s smile and went like “yep those are some great veneers” and I was lowkey offended and went WHAT DO YOU MEAN ? And then I did a deep dive of Internet and learned that Hayden got veneers in like 2019/2020. I’m genuinely baffled because peepaw had the most perfect teeth before and I can’t think of any reason he’d get veneers for, except smoking, right ? RIGHT ? 😭😭
I do think he had a chipped tooth before Star Wars that he had fixed though too
But then a picture of him at a dentist office came out and it was said they did his veneers but I think it was only on the top. It’s hard to tell becasue we hardly can ever see his bottom teeth but when we do they look a little crooked.
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The dentist office picture
Here you can tell that the spacing of his upper teeth is definitely different then it was when he was younger, but they do look great.
as you can see this is something I’ve embarrassingly spent a lot of time thinking about
Got this idea from @theideaofhayden when we were talking about Hayden 🤭.
Warnings: smut || masturbation (m) || solo || minor voyeurism || cum
The leaves crunch under Hayden’s shoes as he walks down the familiar narrow path behind his home. It’s a crisp early morning. He had a couple things to take care of around the farm and just wanted some peace beforehand. He reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out his pack of smokes, plucking a fresh one from it. He holds it to his lips, flicking the lighter on and beginning to burn the end of the cigarette.
Hayden takes a long drag as he comes to a stop in the clearing. Closing he eyes, he exhales the smoke, it spirals into the air. For a moment he feels peace. No work. No responsibilities. Just feeling. A familiar nagging feeling makes itself known. He’s tried to ignore it recently, not having any time for himself. But apparently his body has other plans, demanding to be tended to. He feels the familiar strain of his hardening cock.
“Fuck.” He breathes out before putting the cigarette to his lips and taking another drag. Maybe a quick jack off wouldn’t hurt. He glances around (obviously alone still but making sure). He shakes his head as his free hand reaches to the waistband of his pants. He unties the knot on his sweats and eases the band down just enough for his cock to spring out.
He shakes his head again, muttering a “I can’t believe I’m doing this here.” Quickly he spits into his palm before wrapping his hand around his dick. He lets out a low groan as soon as he does. Hayden doesn’t waste time with a gradual building, just already setting a moderate pace of his hand around his thick shaft.
The peaceful sounds of the woods around him seem to quiet, the only noises heard are his grunts through clenched teeth and the schlick-ing sound of dick in his hand.
“C’mon, c’mon..” he grunts out, squeezing his eyes shut. He’d been pent up for so long the coil in his stomach was already growing tighter and tighter. He moves his hand around his cock faster, chasing the release he desperately needs. “Mmph..” He bites down on his lower lip, muffling some of the noises he makes.
With a sharp gasp, his body jerks and his hot cum spurts out from his thick tip, dribbling onto the earth by his feet. He works himself through it, his movements jerky from over sensitivity.
His hand slows to a stop, tucking himself back into his pants while shaking his head. He shakes his hand off clean. “Fuck.” He repeats again seeing the mess on the ground he made. He hates to admit it to himself but that eased away the rest of whatever stress that lingered.
With a sigh he takes one last drag off his cigarette before stoving it out on a tree trunk. “Back to work.” He mumbles to himself, walking out of the clearing like nothing happened.
Though he’d never admit it to himself, maybe during his next break he’ll have to do this again.
