#Veneers Teeth Process

[officerdentalcare]

Veneers Teeth Process – Your Smile Makeover Starts Here!

When it comes to transforming your smile, few procedures are as effective and long-lasting as veneers. Whether you're dealing with discoloration, chipped enamel, or gaps between teeth, the Veneers Teeth Process offers a seamless way to achieve a brighter, more symmetrical smile. Let’s take a closer look at how this cosmetic dental solution works, what to expect, and why it's become a go-to for smile makeovers.

What Are Veneers?

Dental veneers are ultra-thin shells, typically made of porcelain or composite resin, that are custom-designed to cover the front surface of your teeth. They are permanently bonded to your natural teeth to correct a variety of cosmetic imperfections.

Common concerns veneers address include:

Uneven or crooked teeth

Severe staining or discoloration

Worn-down enamel

Gaps between teeth

Chipped or broken teeth

Step-by-Step: The Veneers Teeth Process

The Veneers Teeth Process generally involves several stages, carefully planned to ensure optimal results:

1. Initial Consultation

Your journey begins with a visit to a certified Dentist Officer. During this stage, your dentist will examine your teeth, discuss your goals, and determine if veneers are right for you. X-rays or digital scans may also be taken.

2. Preparation and Planning

In this step, a small amount of enamel (usually less than 0.5mm) is gently removed from the front of the tooth surface. This ensures the veneer fits naturally and doesn’t feel bulky. Impressions of your teeth are then taken and sent to a dental lab where your custom veneers are crafted.

3. Temporary Veneers

While your permanent veneers are being fabricated, temporary ones may be applied. These allow you to “test-drive” your new look and help protect the prepared teeth.

4. Bonding the Veneers

Once your veneers are ready, your Dentist Officer will check for color, shape, and fit. After making any necessary adjustments, the veneers are permanently bonded using a special adhesive and curing light.

Real Patient Experience

“The process was so much smoother than I expected. I was nervous at first, but my dentist explained every step clearly. After getting my veneers, I can finally smile with confidence again.” — Priya R., 34, Bangalore

FAQs About the Veneers Teeth Process

Q: Are veneers painful?

A: Most patients report minimal to no discomfort. Local anesthesia is typically used during the preparation stage.

Q: How long do veneers last?

A: With proper care, porcelain veneers can last between 10 to 15 years. Regular visits to your Dentist Officer and good oral hygiene are key to longevity.

Q: Can I eat normally with veneers?

A: Yes, though it's wise to avoid excessively hard or sticky foods. Veneers are strong but not indestructible.

Q: Do veneers require special maintenance?

A: Not at all. Brush twice a day, floss regularly, and keep up with dental check-ups — just like you would with natural teeth.

When to Consult a Dentist Officer

If you're unhappy with the appearance of your teeth, booking a consultation with a reputable Dentist Officer is the first step. They can assess your dental health and provide guidance tailored to your smile goals. Choosing a provider with experience in cosmetic dentistry ensures the best possible outcome from your Veneers Teeth Process.

Final Thoughts

A radiant smile can elevate your self-esteem and leave a lasting impression. The Veneers Teeth Process is a reliable and safe way to address a wide range of cosmetic issues with natural-looking results. By partnering with a qualified Dentist Officer, you’re investing in more than aesthetics — you’re enhancing your quality of life.

Whether you're looking to fix minor imperfections or want a complete smile overhaul, veneers could be the solution you've been searching for.

[parkavenuesmiles]

Top 8 Advantages of Cosmetic Dentistry In a world where first impressions matter, your smile plays a pivotal role. Yet, for many, the burden of dental imperfections can be a source of self-consciousness, leading to smiles hidden in photos and hesitancy in social situations. Luckily, there's cosmetic dentistry— a dentistry field that entails transformative procedures designed not only to enhance the aesthetics of your teeth but to profoundly influence your confidence and overall well-being. Let's delve into some of the benefits these procedures can bring to your life. Read more: https://ameliagrantny.livepositively.com/top-8-advantages-of-cosmetic-dentistry/ https://www.yonkersdentalspa.com/dental-veneers/

[evilfoxboygenius]

🐺 🦴 ways i plan on species transitioning/general future plans for my non-human self:

changes i want to make to my appearance, behavior, and lifestyle to help ease species dysphoria and make me feel more like a wolf or dog. 🐾

cosmetic/physical changes:

- silicone subdermal pawpad implants (but only if theres a way to have them on my palms without them hindering my dexterity)

- pawpad tattoos on top of said implants to make them appear more realistic

- testosterone for things like body hair, deeper voice for stronger animal vocals, and thicker/longer nails i can shape into claws

- top surgery

- acrylic "raptor claw" nails (mostly just aspiration since theyre probably kind of impractical)

- bulk out and tone up

- long distance running training, also i want to become very flexible

- angel bite piercings with the spike part white to look like fangs and the piercing ball colored to match my skin tone

- fang veneers shaped like wolf canines specifically, not like vampire fangs

- grow my hair out really long and layer it all shaggy, + dye it to look like certain fur patterns (also find wolf/dog tail and ear sets with said patterns) (oh and possibly design a type of ear that is comfortable to sleep in or wear constantly with no hard or pokey bits)

- get into the habit of wearing tails, ears, and collars (when feeling more dog-like) every day

- wear animalistic makeup (give myself a canine nose or make my eyes look more wolf-like)

- colored contacts that look non-human

- wear more jewelry or accessories with things that make me feel more wolflike (ex. bones, wolf motifs, real or fake animal teeth, LOL Lots of Leather)

mostly random behavioral/lifestyle changes:

- hike and forage more and collect more outdoor trinkets

- live in tiny mobile home with my hypothetical mate and our wolfdog children (just a silly thought hee hee)

- spend basically all of my time outside besides when i have to work, (but i aspire to get an outdoor job of some kind) clean myself, etc. (i love the thought of cooking all of my meals outside)

- learn as much as i can about dogs and wolves, and maybe work in a field involving them (i want to work at a wolf sanctuary SO BAD)

- incorporate dog/wolf vocals into my everyday speech

- wag

- use dog/wolf body language regularly

- i want to start holding bloody steaks in between my paws and tearing them apart with my teeth

- wait who said that

- balance out my diet and only eat whole foods (+ up my protein intake by a lot) (kind of just general future planning)

- hunt/fish for and process my own food (maybe its that country boy in me)

- possibly find an otherkin or transspecies pack near me i can meet up with frequently

- start a big wolf and dog item collection and decorate my house with it

- yea were gonna need a lot of taxidermy

- make my home look and feel like a cozy den somehow, also put plants everywhere

- giant dog bed duh

- and eat out of dog bowls

- and howl every night

[clinicse]

DCİDENTALCLİNİC - DEVASA+ (3)

Are you considering enhancing your smile and wondering about the costs involved? If so, you’re not alone. Turkey has emerged as a popular destination for dental procedures, particularly for implants and veneers, thanks to its affordable prices and high-quality care. In this post, we'll explore the pricing of dental implants in Turkey, providing insights into what factors influence these costs. Additionally, we will dive into the world of dental veneers and crowns available in Antalya, showcasing their benefits and how they contribute to an overall radiant smile. 

İmplant turkey price

When considering dental implants, one of the most crucial factors that patients assess is the cost. İmplant turkey price are generally more affordable compared to many Western countries, making it a popular destination for those seeking dental treatments. The average implant turkey price can range from $300 to $800 per implant, depending on various factors such as the clinic's location, the expertise of the dentist, and the quality of materials used.

Another important aspect to consider is the all-inclusive packages offered by many dental clinics in Turkey. These packages often cover the entire treatment process, including pre-operative consultations, post-operative care, and sometimes even accommodations. This makes the overall dental experience not only economical but also convenient for international patients traveling for treatment.

It’s essential to conduct thorough research before selecting a clinic. Reading patient reviews, verifying the credentials of the dentist, and understanding what the quoted implant turkey price includes can help ensure a successful and satisfying dental procedure. With the right information at hand, patients can make informed decisions regarding their dental implants and en

Dental veneers antalya

When considering dental veneers Antalya, it's essential to understand both the aesthetic and functional benefits they offer. These thin shells of porcelain or composite resin are designed to cover the front surface of teeth, providing an enhanced appearance. Patients often choose veneers for their ability to correct issues such as discoloration, minor misalignments, and gaps, significantly improving their smiles.

The cost of dental veneers in Antalya can vary depending on several factors, including the type of material used and the complexity of the case. Generally, the prices are more affordable compared to many Western countries, making Antalya a popular destination for those seeking cosmetic dental treatments. Additionally, many dental clinics offer packages that include consultations and follow-up care.

For anyone considering dental veneers, it’s best to consult with a qualified dentist who specializes in cosmetic dentistry. They will provide patients with an understanding of the procedure, the expected results, and any potential risks. With the right guidance, achieving a perfect smile with dental veneers in Antalya can be a rewarding experience.

Dental veneers turkey

When it comes to achieving a perfect smile, dental veneers offer a transformative solution. In Turkey, the rise of cosmetic dentistry has made it an attractive destination for those seeking affordable and high-quality dental care. The process of applying veneers involves the placement of thin porcelain shells over the front of the teeth, which can enhance their appearance and address various aesthetic concerns.

What makes Turkey a popular choice for dental veneers Turkey is not just the competitive pricing but also the high standards of dental practice. Many Turkish dental clinics have state-of-the-art technology and experienced professionals who specialize in cosmetic procedures. This combination allows patients to receive top-notch care while enjoying significant cost savings compared to procedures in other countries.

Patients from around the world visit Turkey for dental veneers due to the country's reputation for excellent service and patient satisfaction. With personalized treatment plans and a focus on aesthetics, Turkish dentists help individuals achieve their desired smile. Whether addressing discoloration, gaps, or misalignment, veneers in Turkey can provide a stunning and natural-looking outcome.

Dental crowns antalya

When it comes to enhancing your smile, dental crowns are a popular choice among patients seeking both aesthetic and functional improvements. In Antalya, the demand for quality dental services has surged, particularly for procedures like dental crowns. These crowns are custom-made caps that cover damaged or weakened teeth, providing strength and support while also improving overall appearance.

The benefits of choosing dental crowns Antalya are numerous. Not only are they crafted from high-quality materials, but the cost is also significantly lower compared to many Western countries. This means you can achieve a beautiful and healthy smile without breaking the bank. The combination of skilled dental professionals and modern technology ensures a high success rate and patient satisfaction.

Moreover, many clinics in Antalya offer comprehensive packages that include consultations, x-rays, and post-treatment care, making the entire process seamless.

[gunpowderdtim]

It's no wonder Out happened when you really think about it. Nastya doesn't like organic life because it's complicated, it can break, sometimes it's even unfixable.

quote from gender rebels

Nastya is in love with Aurora, and in saying that she is saying "you are not organic life, I can deal with you because you are metal and algorithm and predictable" - we can see this in bedtime story when she says she'll tweak Aurora's story creation algorithm

screenshot from A Bedtime Story

Aurora is not inorganic. She is not ai. She is a space moon made of flesh and blood and teeth and bone. She is not an ai. She is a body that was taken and stripped of autonomy, of the right to self identify, of the right to think- to be imperfect and organic.

The metal is a veneer that hides how messy and traumatized and unfixable she is. From the outside she is a starship. From the inside she can still bleed.

And this makes them fundamentally incompatible. But yet, they are in love.

And really, it's no wonder Nastya fell in love with Aurora. Let's take a look at Nastya's home planet, or at least home society:

"Terminals were scattered across the planet. There was one on every street corner, one beneath every lamppost and one in every commune block." "The midwife-machine performs a series of programmed manœuvres to quieten [the baby]. It cradles it and hums at several pitches until it finds one that seems most soothing. Mechanical arms stroke the baby’s flesh even as others start the process of implanting augmented reality interfaces into its nervous system." "The Czar an atrophied frame, never present in the real world and worn to dust by the chemical compounds that kept his brain alive so it could live forever in a perfect virtual paradise. The Rabotnik a copy, a mind preserved unchanging in the instant before its death and placed in an everlasting metal frame." (Cyberian Demons)

Its safe to say the world Nastya was born into, from the very minute she was born, was ridden with technology. She has augmented reality interfaces inplanted into her from birth. It would stand to reason that being taken from this society, wherein technology is everywhere, inside and out, would stand for a bit of a shock.

Aurora too had been augmented by the Cyberia.

While it is stated that the last time Nastya had used the ports themselves was directly before her death — "The last time she had used the ports, her tutor had ripped them out of her as the rebels stormed the palace" — Aurora is laced with Cyberian technology. I'd imagine she has something of a 'bluetooth wireless connection' with Aurora, rather than the physical data transfer of files between the ports and Nastya, it may as well be similar enough.

Imagine being Nastya, going from Cyberia, wherein there is augmented reality contantly, transplanted onto a ship with metal blood, a jonny, and a vampire. To Aurora, where the only bits of augmented reality run through Aurora.

Of course she'd fall in love with her. Aurora is familiarity. Aurora isn't organic. Aurora isn't human.

And of course when the undeniable part of aurora that is organic, that is a flesh moon plated in metal with her brain hooked to machines, when so much has broken and been replaced, when, presumably, aurora is less of an algorithm, nastya leaves with the brand cyberia left on her.

Because Aurora healing, becoming more of herself and less of a starship, is messy, and organic, and human.

and hard for nastya.

‘Think how long she’s been flying you around. Think how many bullet holes you’ve punched through her and how many atmospheres you’ve dropped her through. Think how many alterations and improvements we’ve made, Tim to her guns and Ashes to her storage and Brian to her engines and the Toy Soldier to who knows what. How much do you think is left of her after all she’s brought you through?’ Nastya held up the ancient, battered piece of hull plating. Just visible under the grime and scars of particles of space junk was a fragment of the Aurora’s original logo and serial number. Jonny honestly couldn’t remember the last time he had seen a version that hadn’t been painted by the Mechanisms themselves. ‘So she’s free, now.’ Nastya gestured around at the spaceship they were standing in. ‘This Aurora can take you where you want to go. I’m going to take my Aurora somewhere else.’

Aurora was ship of theseus'd. Aurora was improved. Aurora was no longer cyberian. (both literally, and metaphorically)

So nastya left.

[rei-ismyname]

Chuck's Last Will and Testament 1

One fine day She-Hulk visited the Jean Grey school with Charles Xavier's will in hand. The gritted-teeth detente they'd reached with Scott Summers went out the window as they were not expecting this shit. The assumed presence of Scott will be tense enough but the very likely possibility of school ownership passing to him is salt in the wound.

The process of reading the will reminds everyone why it's necessary - the old man is dead and Scott killed him. It's an excellent dramatic tool, basically dropping an emotions bomb on everyone. Hilariously, She-Hulk has to ask if they're 100% positive he's dead. Superhuman law is wild shit, though I think it's a bit callous to act like it's exclusively an X-Men thing. She-Hulk is aware of the fourth wall, too so she should know better than anyone that it's a comic book thing.

The X-Men really want to get this over with but everyone named in the will must be present. That means Scott, and nobody is happy about it. Hank doesn't even want to think about him but he does know where his secret base is. I think Hank is not being entirely truthful here, perhaps unwittingly.

If he wasn't going to snitch he doesn't have a reason to spend time and effort fucking with Cerebro to find him. Yet he has done exactly that, despite firmly denouncing wanting anything to do with Scott in any capacity. Maybe he was going to then changed his mind. Either way, when it comes to Scott Hank is a ball of cold fury and spite.

She-Hulk is already regretting getting involved in X-Men drama, let alone Charles Xavier drama, when Logan pokes his head in to share that he doesn't own the school as previously thought. He signed it back over to Chuck at some point. I don't know what rock She-Hulk has been hiding under but her not knowing how Xavier died is odd. Nobody has been shy or quiet about why Scott is a fugitive and the Phoenix Five acted very publicly.

Rachel is the only one who doesn't completely buy the party line, extending grace to her alt-dad on grounds of Phoenix possession. It's a jab at AvX as she is the resident Phoenix expert, knowing more about it than everyone else here put together. Naturally she's ignored, as if they think about it too hard then they might develop some sympathy for Scott.

Logan swings his dick around and tries to do it without Scott, but he's as much of an expert in estate law as he is in Phoenixology. Logan cracks a smile after hearing where the secret school is located, then one thing leads to another and everyone wants to go get him. They could contact him or his crew via telepathy if they wished. They don't wish. I suspect they want to make things as uncomfortable for Scott as possible. Everyone has a lot of unexamined feelings about him that mainly manifest as anger.

Scott... has those too, with a ton of self loathing on top. These arseholes have been gaslighting him for years and he takes it pretty seriously. Slaying Chuck is eating him up and his support network, such as it is, is at an all-time low. He blames himself in a different way to everyone else though - where they just hold him culpable regardless of Phoenix possession he believes he wasn't strong enough to overcome it.

Of course, Scott is asleep when they come for him. Dude is frequently in bed when people come for serious chats, or maybe that just happens a lot including when he's trying to sleep. It must be Ororo's turn to barge into his room, surprising TF out of Scott. He barely has his clothes on before the other X-Men are psychoanalysing him and generally being passive aggressive. Attempts to refuse are handwaved by insisting that he has to be there for the reading.

Scott has had enough of these judgmental fucks and returns their mistrust with interest, under a veneer of politeness. He makes sure to check that there's no hidden motive or agenda and couldn't care less about Logan's prune face. I daresay everyone is glad he declined a ride - what an awkward trip that would be.

After discussing it briefly the entire faculty of the New Xavier School comes along for the ride, and the students are like 'what the fuck?' They're somewhat used to the emotional drama that's a near-constant, but they are surprised to be left without supervision. I'd expect Kitty to stay, but apparently not.

First cab off the rank is the hot reveal that Chuck married Mystique, shocking everyone present. It's a very strange thing to find out even for the reader. Especially for the reader. Chuck and Raven aren't exactly chums, and after Tempus makes some changes to the timeline this wedding somehow never happened. It's never explained and is a mystery to this day.

Emma Frost is ostensibly there for support, but she loses her shit when that tea is spilt. It's the most entertaining thing she's heard in a while. Nobody begrudges her enjoyment because it IS funny as fuck, though I'd expect a little more suspicion especially from Dazzler. Mystique is the queen of shady fucks and pettiness - it wouldn't surprise me if she surreptitiously finagled herself into the will just to fuck with the X-Men. Forget personal gain, she's committed to the bit.

Chuck has another surprise for them in the form of a Shi'Ar holographic projector. Fucks me why he'd include this in his will and not some other delivery method but it fits the theme of this will reading - Charles Xavier is NOT the saint he's revered as and he's got one final horribly dangerous secret. An ethically dubious responsibility for everyone to deal with that's already killed people - Matthew Malloy, the (groan) Omega Mutant - a man whose life he's been fucking with for decades. In part 2 the X-Men deal with that live grenade, Matthew has the worst day of his life, and then he's Terminator'd out of existence. Fun!

[4urvalidation]

NOT ANOTHER ROCKSTAR

Thank you Maisie Peters for the song. And inspiration.

PAIRING: rockstar au!rafe x rockstar!reader/character

TROPES: semi smau first pov, enemies to lovers, jukebox fanfiction (it's like a jukebox musical, but no one is doing the singing!), mean!rafe, bitchy!reader, reader and rafe simultaneously write angry love songs about one another, angry love confession (probably), multiple revenge plots, reader has self-destructive tendencies...

TRIGGER WARNINGS: excessive mention of drug/alcohol use; graphic sexual content; toxic relationships; abusive family dynamics *cough* ward being father of the year *cough*;

A/N: Much like my previous idea, this will also remain on the shelf until my current work - A Case of Limerence - is finished. I had to get this out of my system because a) it's been on my mind and because b) I wanted to give you guys something to look forward to idk 🤷🏼‍♀️Let me know what you think. And as always, thank you for the support. Love u ✨

SUMMARY: When Rafe Cameron found me singing in a seedy pub in North London and offered me the deal of a lifetime: to open for his band, Kildare, during their European tour, I thought I had hit the jackpot. When his father, Ward Cameron offered me that recording deal, I was in such disbelief I almost fainted. Cameron Records was known for making stars and I had wanted to see my name in lights for as long as I can remember. Little did I know, I’d soon be signing away my life and crushing all my childhood dreams in the process. 

First they stripped me off my identity. Sure, they loved my crooked smile and thick south London accent. They liked that I could play an instrument and write my own songs. But there always came a but. And their but came with the fact that despite all my talent and charisma, I was still so very unlikeable. Apparently the American market wouldn’t be able to stomach me. I was too gritty, too edgy. A cloud of rain in a field of daisies or something of the sort and I was so desperate for it all - I let them change me. 

Change my hair, change my clothes; change my upbringing, the way I spoke, ate and slept. They wanted to change my teeth as well - replace them with pearly white veneers that would’ve made me look like a Hollywood puppet, but I told them no. It was the only thing I said no to and for some strange reason they accepted it. Probably because I had said yes to so many of their ultimatums. 

They never let me sing my songs. Or play my guitar. They taught me quirky choreography and whisper singing. Had me pretend to date a closeted actor and advertise things I would never use. On the internet people from my old school would talk about how much I’ve changed. How they remembered me as someone alive. Fun. Cool. Now all I did was wear frilly pink tops and sang about being topped. 

Fame was lovely, fame was everything, but I had missed my old bandmates that hated each other and drinking beer and screaming the fuck out of the songs I spent countless of sleepless nights writing. I wanted something of my own. Something that I would one day be proud to call mine. 

How silly of me to think that he’d understand. He of all people - Rafe bloody Cameron, the heir of Cameron Records. What did he know about struggling? About the art of being a starving artist? I regret confiding in him. I regret letting him kiss me. I regret thinking that he was my friend. That he was looking out for me. 

How silly. 

How naive. 

How fucking stupid. 

The truth is Rafe Cameron doesn’t care. He only looks out for one person and person only and that happens to be the one sharing his name and face. The others are just pawns in the multiple games he’s constantly playing. And I happened to be one of them. 

On the night he was too fucked up to play; the very same when he broke his bandmates the news that this show would be their last one, I took the stage. Fueled by anger and betrayal I stood before that crowd with nothing but my guitar in hand and what remained of Kildare. 

The boys shared my feelings. After all, they were being dropped by the label as well. So, when I told them I wanted to play an original song; the one I wrote on the night Rafe shoved that giant knife in my back, they let me. 

They were sceptical of course, but they let me.

“Hand me down jewels and your dirty blonde hair

I think you're so cool and different and then

The law pulls up and you won't get in the car

And I'm like, "Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar"

I didn’t mean for the video to go viral. 

I also didn’t mean for the way it’d have the internet in a complete and utter chokehold. Gossip sites and blind item blogs were churning out content like it was their last night on earth. Twitter was in the middle of a fan war. My inbox was full of death threats. Rafe was being sent to rehab and Ward… 

Ward Cameron had a couple of words to share with me. Both in private and in public and I - being the idiot rebel that I’ve always been - couldn’t comprehend why this silly little song of mine had gotten all their knickers in such a twist.

“It’s about the things you were insinuating. Private things. Hidden things.” He told me through gritted teeth and I immediately knew what he meant. Being in Rafe’s circle for years had indirectly made me privy to all of his extracurricular activities. 

Yes - he was this notorious rockstar with a herd of groupies and list of model girlfriends but he also happened to be from a good family. A rich family. Old money. Blood money. A family with a squeaky clean reputation and a saint of a dead mother. 

“You are done in this industry, you hear me? Pack your bags and move back to whatever hole you crawled out of back in London, because you will never work in this town ever again.” 

It was a threat. 

A big scary threat that had me practically homeless and crying for days. 

Until I got the call. 

After that, Ward Cameron’s threat started to sound a lot like a challenge. 

[trippinsorrows]

Well, I think u should stop calling Roman the N-word. Polynesians and Italians for sure would find it rude and offensive that you're referring to one of their own as an N. If u don't like racism being thrown at you, then stop doing it to others. Plain and simple!

It's funny because u all had a huge problem with Samoan wrestlers appropriating Black culture, using the N-word, etc., yet u think it's okay for u to repeatedly call Roman the N-word. Talk about double standards!. Also, it's funny how if a Samoan made fun of a Black person's hair or teeth or whatever, u would call it racism, yet once again u think it's okay to keep roasting this man's teeth. Look!, u can do whatever u want but at the end of the day, you're ignorance doesn't go unnoticed!.

girl.....what?

and, i think you should stop trying to police my mouth and my page. this ask isn't doing what you think it's doing. it's obvious you're not black, because you would know there's a difference between me calling him that and me using a word, that eye as a black woman am allowed to use however the fuck i want to use, as a reference. i am not using it in a derogatory way whatsoever nor am i using it as a slur.

it's a part of my vernacular, how i talk, and again, I AM A NIGGA, SO I CAN SAY IT IF I WANT TO!

and, of fucking course, there's a massive issue with someone who is NOT black using that word. period. i'm not going to waste my time explaining that to you, because it's pointless, and honestly, you wouldn't process it anyway. the fact that you bring that up as "point" tells me everything i need to know about you being low vibrational.

baby, the man has veneers. we're not making fun of nothing that's natural and God gave him. and honestly, there are much worse things one can say about that man. you focused on the wrong thing. but, i guess that's that uncomfortable truth you don't want to acknowledge, huh?

honestly, the fact that you don't even know the difference between your and you're was almost enough for me to delete and ignore this message, but i'm cramping, bleeding, and feeling bitchy, so i decided to use the entertainment.

also, pretty sure i know who this is, and babe, please go outside, touch some grass. that man is not fine enough for you to be on here trying to defend him to ya last breath. it's never that serious.

calling me ignorant is actually comical. made me laugh.

anyhoo, don't come on in my inbox with no more shit like this, or you gon catch this block.

ya'll gon learn to leave me tf alone, or imma start cussing bitches out and hurting feelings.

[hero-israel]

One of the reasons for the "Left" becoming more and more like a cheerleading squad for exactly the kind of things Leftists are supposed to hate is because so much of this new coalition of young people are coming from conservative backgrounds, but not doing any real work to deradicalize themselves.

They grow up with these Puritanical ideas of sin and justice, crime and punishment, and instead of unlearning any of this they just switch the targets of their disdain. It's switching teams for them, not learning that they don't have to play the game. Most of them are soft conservatives who just want free healthcare.

And these Leftoid chud debate pervert streamers like Hasanabi are a big contributing factor to this, not the only factor, but a prominent one. He definitely puts this veneer of artificiality and commodification over the Left. American society is under a lot of stress right now, culturally and economically. Instead of the Left organically building coalitions it's mostly unorganized college kids reading Al Jazeera and Russian and Chinese propaganda and running as fast as they can away from privilege and having a toddler understanding of class consciousness. It's so pathetic and basic and it will not save us.

You cannot save a society that you don't think is worth saving. They're just practicing radical disengagement and some kind of edgy nihilism. They purport to hate America and the West and want to burn it all down but they know that will never happen which is why they're so comfortable with the cognitive dissonance. It's why they don't vote, and why organizing and demonstrating is like teeth pulling for them. Either black activists have to do all the leg work for them, or the protests have to be about tearing something down, not advocating for any positive change, right now that's Israel. Soon it will be something else.

Unironically, the pussy hat resist lib wine moms did way more with their women's marches than any of these wannabe philosopher college kids are doing with anything. Like I know for a fact a "Leftist" would read a post like that and be like "L + ratio libshit, imagine supporting the neoliberal fascist colonialist concept of due process?" like we're so beyond the pale at this point. When fascism takes over, I'm sure they'll think they're fighting back, but if the fascists learn to coopt enough phrases about climate and Palestine and healthcare, will they even notice the fascists taking over?

I've got a few friends who were raised hardcore fundie Christian, "gays will burn" creation and rapture types. They went to normal public colleges and wound up becoming very left-wing, all the left memes and slogans you can think of, fastidious in their distinctions between and protections of every conceivable marginalized group (which none of them are, on any axis). And.... you can't disagree with them about anything. Can't point out that a source is questionable or that a slogan is psychologically backfiring and producing skepticism or mockery instead of benefits. They will not hear of it, because they are still fundies. They did a binary flip from one team to another but never moderated their tactics or temperament.

[officerdentalcare]

Unveiling Your Dream Smile: Veneers Teeth Process at Officer Dental Care

Are you looking to transform your smile and boost your confidence? At Officer Dental Care in Australia, we understand the power of a dazzling smile. That's why we offer a comprehensive veneer teeth process to address various tooth concerns and create a smile you'll love to show off.

Beyond Aesthetics: The Benefits of Veneers

Veneers are thin shells of porcelain or composite resin that are bonded to the front surface of your teeth. While they certainly enhance the aesthetics of your smile, veneers offer a multitude of benefits:

Concealing Imperfections: Veneers effectively hide chips, cracks, discoloration, gaps between teeth, and uneven tooth surfaces.

Improved Smile Symmetry: Veneers can be used to reshape teeth that are too small, large, or misshapen, creating a more balanced and symmetrical smile.

Enhanced Confidence: A beautiful smile can significantly boost your confidence and self-esteem. Veneers can help you feel more comfortable smiling and interacting with others.

Durability and Stain Resistance: High-quality porcelain veneers are incredibly durable and resist staining better than natural teeth.

Long-lasting Results: With proper care, veneers can last for 10 to 15 years, offering a long-term solution for a stunning smile.

Contact - Web - https://officerdentalcare.com.au/veneers-teeth-procedure/ Mail - admin@officerdentalcare.com.au Ph - 03 8608 7974 Address - Suite 120, 445 Princes Highway Officer, VIC 3809, Australia

[keenunknownkingdom]

Dental veneers are thin, custom-made shells that are specifically designed to enhance the aesthetic appearance of teeth by covering their front surface. These veneers are commonly crafted using materials such as porcelain or composite resin and are permanently affixed to the teeth through a bonding process. Dental veneers come in several types, each offering different benefits and considerations.

[afrikagora-blog]

New Teeth refers to the implant and the coatings that come over the implant. If there is no need for implants, only the veneers are referred to as new teeth.

We have all seen news reports about celebrities, socialites, and millennials travelling to Turkey or other nations with comparable dental care systems. How healthy are they for your body, though? What steps are involved? What may develop over time? Is it a false advertisement? This type of care is not something we provide. However, I’d want to provide you with some unbiased information for anyone thinking about this sort of operation.

[desmon1995]

No Way Out of the Bronx: The Turnbulls and the Whisper of the White Lie

I've been listening more to one of my top three numbers of the Warriors soundtrack which is as you can guess by the title "Can't leave the Bronx Alive".

I feel like out of almost any number this one essentially sells the theme of the album incredibly well, and it makes sense that it is not too long after Derailed (since thematically this is where the big white lie happens).

The Turnbull ACs serve as the first true obstacle the Warriors face, and they are unquestionably the most ferocious.

Depicted as an all-male Puerto Rican gang, they make an imposing entrance, cruising the streets in a large school bus, armed to the teeth with knives, bats, and even firearms. Their aggression is rooted in a profound sense of loss and rage following the tragic murder of Lady Cyrus.

However, instead of channeling their grief into preserving the unity and vision Cyrus advocated for, they become ensnared by Luther's manipulative lies. Consumed by vengeance, they abandon Cyrus's dream of solidarity and instead focus their fury on the Warriors, becoming pawns in Luther’s sinister agenda.

What stands out immediately is how the gender dynamics are already beginning to shift, creating an atmosphere of deeply unsettling fear. The Turnbull ACs don’t approach the Warriors as they would a traditional male gang like the Furies. Instead, they weaponize their masculinity in grotesque ways, circling the Warriors in their bus while hurling catcalls and crude sexual innuendos. This escalates into a chilling suggestion of revenge rape, a disturbing hyperbole that catches the Warriors completely off-guard. At first, the surreal and grotesque behavior leaves the Warriors momentarily disoriented, unsure of how to process what they’re facing. But the moment of hesitation is fleeting as the Turnbulls abruptly shift from psychological torment to raw physical pursuit. The gang locks in, revving their bus engines, and transforms the Bronx into a chaotic, high-stakes battleground in a Mad Max-style chase, pushing the Warriors to their limits in a desperate fight for survival.

Throughout the song, the Turnbull ACs assert their dominance with venom-laced proclamations like "You better come here when I whistle," or "You look like cute little cakes, and I want to take a slice, if you dare." These lines, delivered within the deceptively playful rhythm of a salsa number, are a thin veneer for their deeper malice, reflecting a predatory attempt to assert control. Their repeated accusations of the Warriors as “killers” further heighten the tension, underscoring their pent-up anger and resentment.

This behavior prompts a critical question: Were the Warriors ever truly welcome at the summit? Or was their presence, like Cyrus’s message, never meant to be embraced by the gangs in attendance? The Turnbulls’ aggression hints at an inherent division within the marginalized groups, making it seem as though unity is more fragile than it initially appeared.

What’s chilling is how grounded in reality this all feels. The dynamics at play are not fictional but deeply rooted in the historical realities of colonialism, which frequently employed patriarchy as a tool to "divide and conquer." This patriarchal framework, often inherited from European influences, has survived and flourished within marginalized communities as a means of creating a false sense of control. As noted by Oxfam, harmful beliefs rooted in patriarchy continue to perpetuate violence and division among those already disenfranchised. (Oxfam source)

For the Turnbulls, Cyrus, as a woman of power and influence, represented a rare source of hope in their otherwise oppressive existence. Her death wasn't just a tragic loss, but a painful reminder of the brutal conditions they endure. Rather than addressing these systemic issues, the Turnbulls lash out, taking their grief and frustration out on the Warriors, a group they perceive as beneath them. In doing so, they abandon Cyrus’s vision and instead perpetuate the same cycles of oppression that continue to marginalize them.

The unfortunate truth that this song reveals is that true progress is far more elusive than most of us advocating for progressivism would like to admit.

Even within these groups, there are deeper layers of disenfranchisement, where individuals may be relegated to subgroups that are not only overlooked but actively excluded from the larger movement. These individuals, due to traditional societal norms, are sometimes viewed as unworthy of participation in the broader struggle for change.

The Warriors being and all female gang is one thing but they're all subversive especially towards a 1970s ideology.

Some of them are masculine presenting, others are outwardly queer, Fox in particular does not match the stereotypes associated with Asian women of the time, and Cleon is a Black leader which America has still not been able to reconcile with even in a post Obama world.

You could even argue, that Cleon it's probably seen as the most dangerous of the group anyways because that's history is shown men, even those from marginalized communities would rather just have old white people being charged that actually putting a female or LGBTQ+ member in charge of what they consider to be a position of power.

The Turnbulls are the definition of looking for easy answers to complicated issues and in a moment of intense fashion buy into sociopolitical lies to accuse the other within their own community for the problems that they most likely deep down no are not their fault.

At the end of the song, the turnbulls are basically left looking like stilted mannequins as the Warriors managed to board the subway before getting ran over or worse, and the bulls are left lamenting their disposition in life.

The event is pretty traumatic that even the usual boisterous Ajax is what physically shook before bouncing back, and arguably this ends up building up more and more as they encounter more gangs with similar dispositions even though the misogyny and bigotry come in different flavors.

This is actually a remake of one of my earlier posts from last year, and I figured that since today is the inauguration of djt, I think it's important to reflect on progress and intersectionality to the best of my abilities as we reflect on what these next few years are going to look like.

Full disclosure, I'm a black man, but my sister is a lesbian, and she and her partner stay with me and even with my own disposition in life I know that the things they have to face is even harder, so I wanted to dedicate this rigid day along with this post to them instead of you know who.

[richarlotte]

Just finished reading your facial glow up post, would you talk more about your braces, please?

Yes, I’m not an orthodontist, and my initial treatment was just over a year long, so I won’t claim I’m the most knowledgeable about orthodontics, but I love my results, and I was careful to do what worked for my lifestyle and for my aesthetic tastes. I will say that I didn’t go in wanting perfection; I wanted what I knew would work for me and let my personality show.

 

I went to an old-fashioned orthodontist. I had traditional metal braces and firmly believe that they’re the best way. I had them applied over two days; I had a full series of x-rays and an in-depth exam and cleaning on day one and then went in for application the next. It took two days because, again, I chose to go to someone older and more experienced, and he wanted to take the time to look over my x-rays and do a full exam before he actually applied the braces.

 

I had appointments to switch the wire twice before I started power chains. The first two wire change appointments weren’t terrible, but every appointment that involved power chains wasn’t the most fun. I was never in agony, but I did have to exist on soft foods for a week after each of my appointments. ClinPro, Closys, waterpikking, soft bristle toothbrushes, orthodontic wax, that Topicals lip balm, and interdental brushes saved my life and made the process so much easier.

 

The orthodontist I went to only does ortho work, and I followed his recommendations down to the last letter. He also talked about Kirsten Dunst and recommended that I leave my teeth with a few small imperfections instead of getting veneers or composite bonding for a perfect smile; I’m really happy that I left them alone when I did because people constantly compliment my smile and tell me that my teeth are “charming” instead of telling me my smile is perfect or something similar.

 

My main goal was to fix my bite, and with orthodontic intervention, gua sha, and wearing my retainers to this day, my jaw pain has totally disappeared, and my entire lower face looks so much better now. I do whiten my teeth to a soft white color, and I keep up with my dental appointments. I wear my wire retainers religiously, I still gua sha and massage my jaw, and I keep my dental health impeccable, and I believe braces to be one of the best investments I’ve ever made.

[swappetf11]

Undercover Process

The physical and emotional transformation of an FBI agent going undercover is both drastic and deeply affecting. Here’s how the transformation unfolds:

Physical Transformation

1. Hair Transplant Surgery: Initially bald, the agent undergoes hair transplant surgery. This involves harvesting hair from other parts of his body or from donors, and meticulously implanting these hairs onto his scalp. Over several weeks, this hair begins to grow, providing him with a completely new look, featuring long, perhaps wavy hair that starkly contrasts with his previous baldness.

2. Body Enhancements: To fit his new identity, the agent receives body enhancements. This could include muscle implants or liposuction to alter his body shape to better blend into the environment he is infiltrating. These changes are not only visible but are also felt—a constant, new weight and shape to his body that he must grow accustomed to.

3. Tattoos: The addition of tattoos is crucial for his undercover persona. Each tattoo is carefully selected to add depth to his backstory. Perhaps a sleeve of intricate designs that speak to a fictional past, or specific symbols relevant to the group he is infiltrating.

4. Dental Work: His teeth undergo significant changes, maybe through caps, veneers, or even dental implants. This not only alters his smile but also affects his speech and eating habits, adding another layer to his new identity.

Emotional Transformation

As the agent wakes up to his new body, there's a profound emotional journey that accompanies the physical changes:

1. Initial Shock: Upon first seeing his transformed self, there is a moment of disorientation and shock. His reflection in the mirror doesn't align with his internal image of himself, causing a surreal feeling.

2. Acceptance and Adaptation: Gradually, he begins to accept his new appearance. This phase involves a lot of self-relearning as he adjusts to the weight of his new muscles, the feel of hair on his head, and the sight of tattoos that now mark his body.

3. Integration of Identity: An emotional challenge arises as he must integrate these physical changes into his sense of self. He needs to adopt the mannerisms, speech patterns, and behaviors that match his new look, often leading to moments of self-doubt and internal conflict.

4. Complete Transformation: Eventually, as he grows into his role, there is a merging of his old and new selves. The physical changes cease to feel alien, and he begins to think and act as his undercover persona, sometimes struggling to remember where his real persona ends and the undercover one begins.

Title: Underneath the Skin

Chapter 1: Awakening

I awoke with a start, a dull throbbing pain emanating from every corner of my body. The room was dimly lit, the light casting long shadows across the ceiling—a ceiling that wasn't mine. My mind fought through the fog of anesthesia, trying to piece together the remnants of my old self with the pain of the new. My hand instinctively reached for my head, feeling the unfamiliar sensation of stubble where there once was nothing. It was the first sign of my transformation.

The next few days were a blur of white coats, hushed voices, and the incessant beeping of machines. Each morning brought a new kind of discomfort as my body adjusted to its enhancements. Muscles ached in places I didn’t know could ache, the result of surgical enhancements designed to bulk up my previously average physique. My jaw felt tight and sore, a constant reminder of the dental work performed to alter my smile and bite—no longer would I see the familiar teeth that had grinned back at me for decades.

Chapter 2: The New Reflection

The first time I saw myself in the full-length mirror, I didn't recognize the man staring back. He was broader, his hair—though still short—was darker and thicker. Tattoos crawled up his arms, intricate patterns that told stories of a life I had never lived. Each inked line a fictional history etched into my skin, preparing me for the underworld I was about to infiltrate.

I touched the glass, half-expecting it to ripple under my fingertips. But it was solid, as was the stranger before me. My handlers briefed me daily, weaving my backstory into the fabric of my mind. I rehearsed names, places, events—memories that were not mine yet felt increasingly familiar.

Chapter 3: Integration

Living with my new identity was like walking a tightrope. I had to learn how to carry my enhanced body, how to move with the calculated confidence of a man who belonged to the criminal echelons. I practiced my new dialect, my voice slightly deeper due to the dental adjustments, each syllable a conscious effort.

The tattoos became my script, each one a cue for a story I might need to tell. I spent hours crafting tales around each one, my mirror the audience to my one-man show. Slowly, the reflection began to merge with my psyche, and the line between the agent and the persona blurred.

Chapter 4: Complete Transformation

Months passed. The hair on my head grew, flowing into the persona I had adopted. With every new inch, I felt less like the agent who had entered the surgery and more like the character I was meant to play. The emotional transformation was the most disorienting of all. There were moments when I found myself thinking like him—reacting, deciding, and feeling like the man whose identity had been crafted in an FBI lab.

The ultimate test came when I walked into a meeting with the targets of my investigation. They scrutinized me, searching for any sign of deceit. But all they saw was one of their own. The tattoos, the hair, the new physique—it all played its part perfectly.

Chapter 5: Underneath the Skin

As I became entrenched in my role, the fear of losing myself to this character grew. Each night, I looked in the mirror, searching for any trace of the man who had sworn an oath to protect and serve. What stared back was a mix of fabrication and flesh, a hybrid of necessity and invention.

Yet, underneath the skin, the core of the agent remained. It was this core that kept me anchored, a silent whisper of my true purpose amidst the cacophony of my constructed life. In the end, it wasn’t just about surviving the physical transformation but preserving the integrity of the self that lay beneath.

As I continued to play my part, I held onto the hope that when the time came to shed this identity, the man underneath would emerge unscathed, ready to reconcile the fragments of a life paused by duty and disguise.

[miralunawritez]

can we get a velvet x fem reader?? any scenario will do 😋

Velvet x Fem!Popstar!reader

Background: The reader is a new popstar who is getting close to being as famous as Velvet and Veneer and Velvet is not happy about it.

Warnings: Mentions of judgement, virtual harassment/cyber bullying

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Veneer was scrolling through instagram when he saw a post about a new popstar who was about to become more famous than him and velvet..

"Um sis..you might wanna see this.." He says, showing velvet his phone. Velvets eyes widened in anger at the post, "Whats her name?" she says between her gritted teeth. "(Y/n) (Y/l/n)", Velvet pulls out her phone, looking you up to get more info about you. She finds your instagram, Tiktok, and Twitter and starts dming you, trying to bring you down.

You were minding your business, watching tv when you felt your phone buzzing. You open your phone to multiple dms from Velvet. You read the dms, your heart shattering in the process. You decided to send her a message back, "I am sorry you feel that way. But I am not gonna stop what I do because you're upset I am getting more popular than you. Grow up, this is immature."

"Grow up, this is immature." Velvet reads out loud while Veneer looks over her shoulder. Her eyes fill with rage as she grips onto her phone, she starts typing, "I need to grow up? You need to grow a pair of boobs." Veneers face looks concerned "You dont think thats a bit too far? You dont even know what this girl looks like!" He exclaims. "Your right, maybe there is more things I can point out." She said, clicking on your instagram page, scrolling through your posts. Her eyes widen as she looks through your pictures, looking at every detail of your beautiful body, stunning face, perfect hair, and captivating eyes. She goes silent, in absolute awe at ur beauty, not realizing she accidentally liked one of your posts.

You feel your phone buzz again, assuming it was Velvet sending a nasty text again, you pick up your phone prepared for the worst. You look at the notification, seeing that velvet liked one of your posts, it was a photoshoot at the beach, you were in a bikini, sitting on your knees on a towel, your eyes closed and your hands in your hair. You smile when you see the notification, you decided to text her a screenshot of her liking your post, "Im confused, do you hate me or like me?" you type, sending it along with the screenshot.

Velvet sees your message, her heart skips a beat and her blood runs cold, she slowly turns her head to face Veneer "I accidentally liked one of her posts." She looks back down at her phone and starts typing, "Just stay in your lane and we wont have problems." She drops her phone, putting her face in her hands, groaning while running her hands down her face.

A few days later

Velvet and Veneer had a performance, Velvet was looking at to setlist to see who opened for them and the songs they were performing. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw who opened for them, Y/n Y/l/n.

"VENEER." she yells angerly, Veneer comes rushing backstage where Velvet was. "Look at this!" Velvet points to your name, "Shes opening for us!" Velvet looks at Veneer, absolutely livid. "Surprise.." Veneer says, smiling awkwardly. "You knew about this?!" "Okay..(Y/n) might've dmed me asking if she could open for our performance..and I might've said yes.." Velvets jaw drops to the floor "WHAT??!!" she screams angerly, a small part of her excited to see how beautiful you look in person.

You walk into the backstage area, making direct eye contact with Velvet, smiling and winking at her. Velvet feels the blood rushing to her face, turning dark pink. You walk up to Velvet and Veneer. "Thank you for agreeing to me opening for your show, it means a lot" you say to Veneer. You look velvet up and down, feeling your heart race at how stunning she is. "What?" Velvet says in a snarky tone. You rolls your eyes and walk past them to talk to the backstage manager.

"She looks absolutely amazing.." Velvet whispers, thinking out loud. Veneer hears what she said and smiles, "What was that velvs?" he smirks, knowing hes gonna tease her for it. Her breath hitches, "Nothing, what the hell are you talking about? I didnt say anything!" she gets defensive. "Uh huh.." Veneer looks at (Y/n) while smiling, "Im gonna tell her." Velvets eyes widen, "You better not.." Veneer walks past her, walking up to (Y/n) "Hey girl, my sister thinks you looks absolutely amazing" He says, looking at Velvet from across the backstage area. Velvet looks at him back, if looks could kill Veneer would be dead. You look past Veneer and look at velvet, smiling, "Oh really? Well tell her I said she looks stunning" you say, looking back at Veneer.

Veneer walks back over to velvet, "She said you look stunning." Velvets heart races, feeling a blush creeping up on her cheeks. She looks around for you but realizes your already on stage performing.

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Pt 2?