Why a £200+ Trip to a Private Dentist Landed Me in Hospital (not clickbait)
Basically, I've had this weird hard mass/lump in my upper left jaw for the past two years. It feels like part of the bone has gone wonky or something, and it appeared pretty randomly. As it hasn't been causing me pain and I feel perfectly fine otherwise, I didn't do anything about it. I had one on the other side (though slightly smaller) a few years ago and that disappeared as randomly as it came. I assumed the same would happen and haven't really thought much of it.
Anyway, a month or so ago, I had to see a dentist about an unrelated dental issue - I had pain in a lower-left molar and it felt cracked. They reviewed, x-rayed, and filled the tooth, in a relatively painless procedure. Whilst there, however, they did their due diligence and raised concerns about the lump because they had no idea what it was, and couldn't rule out that it might be cancerous.
In an admirable display of thoroughness, they sent their xrays to the hospital and helped me as I dried my tears. You can't throw the C Word around with my family medical history and expect me not to panic, after all.
A couple of weeks later and I'm being poked and prodded by a specialist who looks at the xrays and listens to my anecodotal experience and thinks it's highly unlikely it's anything malicious (for a myriad of reasons) but doesn't know what it actually is.
He scheduled a CT scan and a biopsy and asks if, while I'm under local for the biopsy, I'd like them to remove a wisdom tooth that, according to the xray the dentist sent, is rotting under the gum line. The tooth didn't hurt and wasn't bothering me but if they think it may cause a problem later and I'll already be numb, they may as well take it out. In for a penny and all that...
Two weeks later, I was scanned in a process akin to sticking my head in a washing machine that takes literally 5 minutes. A week after that (this past Tuesday), and I was lying in a dentist chair, jabbed with about 5 or 6 doses of something that left my face numb for nearly three hours, and am now minus a tooth and part of whatever the mass in my face is. I was stitched up, given a prescription of antibiotics and told to salt water rinse my mouth 3-4 times a day.
I was also told that the tooth they removed wasn't a wisdom tooth but a supernumerary tooth of another kind, likely a canine. I just assumed the tooth hadn't come through properly and that's why it was rotting but no. In a bizarre and rare twist of inherited genetics, my mouth decided to grow a random tooth where it shouldn't be. My mystery mouth continues to baffle maxillo-facial specialists across the county.
Test results will be mailed to me but I likely won't hear about that for a while. My face is swollen to buggery (but it's going down!) and the stitches, while dissolvable, are a little irritating.
Basically waiting for the next phase which depends on the results of the biopsy. Whatever it throws up, I'll likely be needing a certain level of facial surgery but results will determine how they go about it.
And all because I needed an emergency filling.
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claim | nico hischier
summary: when a girl’s night gone wrong ends with nico’s girl getting a tattoo, he realizes how much he loves claiming her.
warnings: a bit of possessive nico, grinding, marking, fingering, slight breeding kink, unprotected sex, creampie, swearing
wc: 2k+
a/n: posting this at 3am, so enjoy, cause i definitely did.
p.s: nico is so daddy that it hurts
This was probably stupid. No, scratch that. You knew it was stupid. As it pans out, a bottle of pink whitney and truth or dare during girl's night, never ends well.
But, as you lay in the chair with that familiar buzzing next to your ear, you contemplated your life choices and how you ended up here in the first place. Cursing your best friend, you hiss as the tattoo gun hits the area behind your ear.
“Holy shit!” You groan in pain, “You absolutely suck, Bry.”
She giggles, tossing her raven hair behind her, “Listen, in my defense, you were the one who said we needed to up the anty during girl’s night.”
If it weren't for the surging pain spreading through your upper body, you’d probably slap her. Bryan was never one to back out of a little competition, which is one of the reasons you guys clicked so well. Only this time, your normal competitiveness was biting you in the ass.
“I can’t believe I’m actually doing this. What’s Nico gonna say? He’s probably gonna think I’m nuts and break up with me.”
Bryan scoffed, “Oh please, Nico doesn’t know how to breathe without you by his side. He’s not gonna break up with you.” She glanced over your head as the artist pulled away. “Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if he proposes the second he sees it.”
After the artist finished cleaning you up, he handed you a mirror so you could see. Gleaming back at you, in all its glory, was a dainty “13” written in black ink. It was small enough to be covered with your hair but big enough to be seen when your hair was up.
Bryan smirked at you through the small mirror, “Nico is one lucky man, babe.”
❥.
Nerves pulsed through your body as the time ticked down. Nico was gonna be home any minute from his team meeting. He sent you a quick text while you were still at the tattoo place, letting you know he’d be home late. You let out a deep breath, staring at your new marking in the bathroom mirror. You played with your hair, indecisive on how you wanted to wear it when Nico arrived.
Eventually, you decided to keep it down, opting to let Nico discover your body's new addition on his own. You settled yourself in the kitchen, perching yourself on the chair closest to the door. You had made dinner earlier since you knew it was very unlikely that Nico had remembered to eat. Just as you began to take out your phone to check where Nico was, you heard keys jingling against the door.
Your heart rate picked up with each passing second. Worry plagued your mind in fear he wouldn’t approve of the tattoo.
The door creaked open, as a tired-looking Nico walked in. His eyes immediately found yours and a loving smile took home over his features.
“Hi, schatzi.” He strode over to you, bending to press a sweet kiss on your head, “Did you have a good girl's night?”
You nodded, standing so you could wrap your arms around his torso. Leaning up with a pout, Nico chuckled. He planted a quick peck on your lips, drawing a whine from you.
“Neeks, stop teasing.”
He sent you a dimpled smile, before kissing your cheek and walking to where you had set out his dinner. Nico was quick to pour himself a glass of wine, turning to bring you one as well. He sat down next to you, taking a sip. You tucked your hair behind your ear, temporarily forgetting about the special ink.
Your eyes snapped to Nico as he choked on his wine, “Jeez, Nico. You okay?”
Once he got over his coughing fit, he shook his head no. His eyes darkened as he moved the glass away from the edge. “What was that behind your ear?”
You smiled sheepishly, looking away from him.
“Y/n, baby. Look at me,” You let your gaze meet his, “Pull your hair up.”
The demand was soft, but enough to spread a pleasurable heat through your body. Grabbing the hairband that lives on your wrist, you quickly put your hair back, the ink now on full display for Nico’s hungry eyes.
“Fuck, schatzi,” Nico mumbled as he inspected the tattoo. Seeing his number permanently on your skin was enough to have his cock straining against the confinements of his sweats. His mind went hazy as he stared at you.
“Do you like it?” Hearing the hesitation in your voice, he tilted your face towards him.
It was then you noticed his appearance. Chest heavy with lustful gasps, eyes almost black as he took in your body. Nico was turned on. You confirmed your theory as your eyes wandered down to his painful-looking erection.
You swallowed thickly.
“Like it? Christ, baby. I fucking love it.” Nico never realized how much he could love seeing something that represented him on you. Of course, his heart soared every time you wore his jersey and he got to see his name sprawled across your back. But this? This was different. It was more than just a representation, it was a claim.
A claim to the rest of the world that you were his. And boy did his dick like the sound of that. Nico bit his lip as thoughts of claiming you further filled his mind. Unable to control himself any longer, he leaned over pulling your jaw to crash your lips together. A moan escaped your throat at the intensity of the kiss.
Nico’s hands moved to your thighs, helping you to sit on the table. He settled in between your legs, pulling your aching core to press against his throbbing cock. His lips trailed down your neck, sucking marks into any bit of skin his mouth could touch.
“Gonna mark ya up, baby,” He licked a stripe from the base of your neck all the way to where your tattoo lay, “Gotta make sure everyone knows you’re mine.”
His hands gripped your thighs harshly, angling his hips upwards to create more friction. You moaned as his bulge dragged deliciously along your clothed clit. Nico continued his assault on your neck, bringing one hand to ghost over where your perked nipples showed through your top.
He brought his head out of your neck, panting, “Need to feel you, schatzi. Need it so bad.” You eagerly agreed, helping to strip off the little clothing that you wore. Once Nico had removed your panties, his fingers quickly traced circles on your mound. You tilted your head back, the much-needed stimulation spreading ecstasy through your veins.
“Fuck, Neeks. Feels so good.” You whimpered into the air.
His desperate gaze drowned in your body. Nico dipped in one finger, before slowly dragging it back out.
“So wet, f’me,” He brought his finger to his lips, sucking off your juices, “Who makes you this wet, baby?”
“You, only you, Nico.” You whined. Nico wasted no time before plunging two fingers in your weeping hole, setting a brutal pace. A scream nearly left your mouth as searing pleasure took over your senses.
“Shit!” Your nails dug into his biceps in an attempt to ground yourself. Nico caught your lips, swallowing the moans and whimpers that escaped. The sweet drag of his fingers had your velvet walls clenching rapidly. You knew you weren’t gonna last much longer, having been worked through already with Nico’s grinding.
You pulled away, dropping your head onto his shoulder, “M’ not gonna last, Neeks”
“I know, schatzi. Cum on my fingers, baby. Make a mess.”
His words were enough to coax your first orgasm, blinding white covering your vision as your body convulsed into Nico’s. His fingers didn’t let up until he worked you completely through your high. You whimpered as overstimulation began to set in.
“Too much,” You cried.
Nico slowly came to a stop, pulling his fingers out and bringing them to his mouth for a second time. “Mmm.” He hummed at the taste, “Always so sweet f’me, beautiful.”
Despite having just orgasmed, the sight of his tongue swirling around his fingers, sucking off your arousal had your pussy clenching around nothing. Nico looked down to where his fingers just were, slightly pulling open your cunt with his thumb.
“Such a pretty pussy, all mine.” He seemed to be muttering more to himself than you, relishing in your body and how you were his.
Nico looked back to your eyes, helping you off the table and taking you back to the shared bedroom. He plopped you on the bed, shedding his remaining clothes, before crawling to hover above you.
“Wanna be my good girl?” You nodded, “Open those pretty legs for me.”
You obeyed, welcoming his thick muscled body onto yours. His cock stood proud against his abdomen, the tip red and already leaking precum. You brought a hand to wrap around the top, swiping your thumb along his slit, a line of precum connecting to your digit as you pulled away.
A deep whine left his throat, “Fuck, schatzi. Too sensitive for that right now, wanna cum inside.”
“Please, Neeks. Need you in me, please.” Your mind was reduced to nothing but the thought of his cock drilling you into the mattress.
“Yeah? Want me to fill ya up? Fuck, you’d look so pretty all swollen with my babies.” Nico dragged his cock between your slick folds, “No one would have to ask who you belong to.”
You whimpered, “Quit stalling Neeks, need you to fuck me.” You brought your hands to wrap around his back.
Nico brought his hand down to guide his cock to your entrance, easing in slowly. You both let out a moan as he bottomed out. He sat for a moment, letting you adjust to his size, the stretch always taking you by surprise.
You bucked your hips slightly, signaling that he could move.
“Give me just a second, saw your tattoo again and almost busted.” Even though he wasn’t trying, his crude words sent fire to your core causing your pussy to convulse around his still dick.
After a few moments, Nico slowly brought his cock out till just the tip remained. He plunged back in, doing the same motion a few more times. His deep thrusts racked your entire body with tingles. He started to speed up, but still keeping deep inside your cunt.
“Nico!” You cried as he prodded at your g-spot.
“That’s right, baby,” He grunted out, “Scream my name, let everyone know who makes you feel this good”
His thrusts began to quicken as your muscles started to spasm around him. With each glide of his cock, pleasure soared through your body, reaching all the way to your toes. You were completely consumed by Nico.
He buried his head in your neck, tilting slightly to press a gentle kiss against his number. A sweet gesture that didn’t go unnoticed by you. Hands gripping at his back, you dragged your nails down the course muscle, leaving angry red trails that he was surely gonna get hell for in the locker room. Nico began to get sloppy as you both neared the peak. His uneven thrusts, paired with the hand that found its way to your clit had you reeling.
“That’s it, schatzi. I know you got one more in ya, cum f’me baby.”
Your back arched into him, eyes shutting tightly as the coil in your stomach snapped. Your pussy clamped tightly around Nico, sending him over the edge. He continued to pump his cock in and out, painting the deepest parts of your cunt with hot ropes of cum. Your mouth hung in a silent moan, voice gone from the previous activities.
When you regained your senses, you noticed Nico’s weight had collapsed on top of you, his chest heaving. You brought a hand up to lazily stoke his hair, “If this is what I get every time I get a tattoo, then I’m gonna be covered.”
He smiled, placing a kiss on your tattoo, “Only if they’re about me.”
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« INTRO: AWAKEN TO (YOUR)SELF »
A BEGINNERS GUIDE TO ALL THINGS CONSCIOUSNESS
This blog used to be a journal in the process of self realization of it's creator but has yet turned out to be a collection of sources and information guiding you too on your way back to your true Being. It all started with the question: “Who are you really?” and the realization that reality is not what it seems. I'm at a point now where I do not follow any teachings or concepts anymore nor did I consent in strictly deviding law of assumption from non dualism in the past. Nowadays, I see myself as an advocate for Self-realization. That being said, I really want to distance myself from any "new age manifestation/law of assumption" (do this to get xyz) teachings practised on youtube or tiktok.
I did create my own content in the past but stopped because there is nothing new to say and my understanding has deepened. Posts and annotations written by me are easily recognisable by my typical colour code, which is obviously displayed here. I only answer questions for understanding or clarification, guidelines here.
HOW TO START
Advaita Vendata (Non Dualism): an Introduction
Core of non dual understanding
If everything is consciousness, I am everything and everything is me?
I still feel like "me", I don't feel like god of my reality
How to become aware(ness)
How to control the thoughts
How to be free from emotions and thoughts
Stop concerning yourself with the wants and needs of Ego
How to loose attachment to Ego
What you really are
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In the end, the only question remaining should be who you are without all the labels attached to "I am". You will come to discover you do not want freedom from this shape alone, but from all shapes. Be aware of your past being over. "External world shows otherwise? Just be like "for how long do you think it can keep this up when you have nothing to do with it?" @Ada
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