#Are Tic Tacs chewing gum?

[khulkarjiyo]

Are Tic Tacs good for your health?

Tik Tak is a brand of small sweet mints which is designed to freshen our mouth breath. It contains small colorful mints which generally help in breathing. Are Tic Tacs good for your health Their main purpose is to keep the fragrance of the bathroom fresh and they are often used in log meetings, interviews, or any time when fresh fragrance is required. Tic Tacs aren’t a classically praised…

[rensimss]

Handbag Essentials 👜 by rensimss

Handbag | Keys | Credit card

Phone (Airpods | Airpods case | Charger) | Perfume | Lip balm

Chewing gum | Tic tac | Hand cream | Hand sanitiser

Thank you to the CC creators: @aroundthesims @dscombobulate & more

[trashmouth-richie]

masterlist

eddie x fem reader

chapter summary: how sweet it is, to be loved.

series summary: You were desperate for a roommate after Nancy got married and moved out. An ad in the paper goes unanswered until someone comes knocking on the door.

special thanks: to anyone and everyone who read a single chapter or kept up with this series to the end, thank you so much- this story wouldn’t be possible without your support.

author’s note: I can’t believe this is the final chapter for this series, I’m feeling so many emotions right now but mostly just love for Eddie and Tooty and everything in between. Thank you to anyone who has helped me beta ( @sweetsweetjellybean especially!)this story or fan girled with me over upcoming chapters. To any of the very talented artists who have made any art for this series, thank you so very much, each and every piece holds such a special place in my heart. To anyone who is mentioned in this story, thank you so so much, @loveshotzz @chechelia @carolmunson @mopeymopeymouse and everyone else— thank you for allowing me to include you in this series. To everyone who has liked, rb’d left a comment or interacted in any way with this series— THANK YOU. This series has brought such joy & heartache to me, and I’m so lucky to have people enjoy it. 🖤

Cereal

Hotdogs

Bananas

Jelly —grape, not strawberry

Bread

Crackers 

Toothpaste 

Noodles 

Chicken thighs— babe are you making fun of me?

Heartburn medicine

You tap the chewed cap of your pen along the lined paper of a scribble heavy grocery list. Desperately wishing you had x-ray vision to see inside your cabinets and remember what you were in need of, you chew the cap again.

Giggling to yourself every so often at Eddie’s notes on the grocery list. Crossing off items he thought weren’t needed, mostly vegetables he didn’t like. And always making sure you got his favorites. And not, “that healthy bullshit cereal, give me sugar or kill me babe, I will not eat Raisin Bran” 

Peanut butter 

Sunny D

Thyme 

Heavy cream

Basil

Carrots

Onions

Chicken stock

Hey sweetheart can you please get me some candy? I like skittles but you know I love m&ms.. and twizzlers, it’s for the shop. :) 

The lady behind the desk chirps a name again, but you are still racking your brain on what else was needed. The soup you had planned on making tonight would be perfect for the chilly weather rolling in. November was coming in like a lion, ferociously cold and temperatures already dipping below zero. 

Eddie loved your potato soup, so much that he begged you to make it after another long, grisly week at the shop. 

He loved everything you made, even your chili that he doctored up by adding sour cream and Doritos to it. Bon Appetit he would say with a smirk on his lips, a heaping bowl steaming in front of him. 

The clerk behind the desk tutted and huffed, the schedule was getting behind.  

“Tooty Munson! Is there a Tooty Munson here?”

You glance up quickly at the sound of your name, “shit,” you breathe, “here, yes,” you scramble shoving the list and pen into your purse, buried amongst the gum wrappers and a spilled container of tic-tacs. 

The receptionist clicks her papers against the formica counter and holds her nose in the air, as if this job and you were beneath her. 

“He’s ready for you now.”

—-

“…alright, Ed, did ya look o’er those applications yet? ‘Tween you D and Mike I don’t think we are going to be able to keep up everything that we got on the schedule.” 

Wayne’s eyebrows are raised as he looks over the bifocals perched on his nose. He had been scouring over the schedules and the books for the better half of the afternoon since lunch hour—trying to figure out how to swing their overloaded schedule. 

It wasn’t that they couldn’t do the work, they were simply short handed. After Boom closed his doors  in Hawkins, he had recommended to his regulars that they travel to Bridgeport to Master Mechanics to see Eddie and Wayne. Business was booming, and the Munson’s could barely keep up.

Early on, Wayne and Eddie decided they would only be open until noon on Saturday’s but now with the packed schedule, they worked til almost dark every night of the week, including some Sundays.

Wayne rubs his short nails through his scratchy mostly white scruff, “we can’t have these boys workin’ like this, they’ll quit on us before you can slap a tick.”

Eddie was leaning against the doorway, a bottle of Coca Cola held limp in his hand, a greasy rag stuffed in his back pocket. 

“Yeah,” he yawns, stretching out his back, “let’s hire ‘em all, we need the extra hands, or I’m gonna need an extra back.”

Wayne grunts in confirmation. The highlighter squeaks as it’s drug across the phone numbers on the applications, “I’ll call ‘em first thing in the morning,” he straightens up his desk and shoves the papers into a drawer. 

His glasses clink as he folds them up and lays them next to a picture of the newlywed Munson’s. He leans back in his chair, the leather crinkling beneath his worn coveralls, “I’m callin’ it for the day,” he exhaled, staring up at the ceiling, “it’s been one helluva week and I’m shot, tell the boys to go home to their wives.” 

“and you too,” he points, “go take care of your wife, Ed, tell her I hope she starts to feelin’ better.” 

Eddie’s curls bounce as he nods his head, completely drained from the week, shit maybe he was getting sick too? “she went to the doctor today, probably just the flu, Max told her it was going around.” 

“Well then,” Wayne says, standing up and clicking off the table lamp, “take tomorrow off and rest–

both of ya, hear me?” 

“Don’t need to tell me twice.” 

—

Eddie’s tires crunch on the ice and hard packed snow of the driveway, a silent serenity, meaning he is only moments away from holding you in his arms, seconds away from kissing your lips, and if he was lucky, minutes from eating something delicious to fill his grumbling stomach. 

He throws the truck into neutral, killing the engine and tossing the keys around his finger. Tracks from your Jeep tires lead into the garage he had built last spring. A huge project that your friends were paid in beer and a bonfire when it was all finished. 

Thrusting his sore hands into his canvas coat, he ducked his chin into the zipper and braved the asthma inducing gust of wind to the front door as it whipped through his curls. 

The house was oddly quiet, only the hum of the refrigerator making any sort of sound. Usually when he came home you’d be playing the radio, or talking on the phone to Max or Nancy, greeting him with a pop of your head around the wall in the kitchen or from the hallway, the prettiest smile put on your lips. 

“Princess?” he called out in endearment as he untied his boots and put them on the shoe rack. His coatwas already hanging on its hook, usually next to your purse but your purse was thrown onto the arm chair, and your shoes were in the hallway like you had walked right out of them. 

He undid the buttons of his work blues, letting them hang at his waist like a mechanic cape. Socked feet trudge down the carpeted hallway, you must not be feeling any better, probably too exhausted to make it out of bed.

But Eddie was wrong.

You were perched on top of the comforter, coat still on but unzipped staring at the door waiting for his arrival, fuzzy socks on your wiggling toes. 

“Hey, handsome,” you said, trying to keep your pitch even. 

“There’s my girl,” his velvet voice wrapping around you like a hug as he crossed the room and sat on the edge of the bed, reaching for your left hand and kissing the finger that adorned the prettiest ring he’d ever bought, “how’s my beautiful wife?” 

It had been five months since you said I do. A June wedding in your own backyard, filled with friends who had served as family for years, gathered by your sides. 

“I forgot the potatoes,” you say blankly, a weird little smile on your face. 

Eddie sits down next to you, rubbing your thigh back and forth and letting out an exhausted yawn, “That’s alright, I can make us some grilled cheese if you’re up for—”

“I was looking at my grocery list, and couldn’t remember what I’d forgot.”

Eddie’s confused, but wants to reassure you that its no big deal, he’s a grown man he can certainly make supper for himself and his wife. “Sweetheart it’s okay, don’t beat yours—“

“Can’t make potato soup without potatoes.” And this time you laugh, kind of whimsically and in disbelief. 

His brows turn inward, still he just keeps reassuring you that everything is fine, “It’s okay Tooty, seriously. Let me go make you some—”

And for the third time tonight, you interrupted him, “doctor said that’s normal.”

He’s exhausted and is honestly more confused than he would like to admit, “what? The flu?” 

“No, no. “ you say, a twisted little smirk on your face, “forgetting things, throwing up in the morning, being exhausted… totally normal.” 

“Babe?” He moves to touch the back of his hand to your head, wincing when he realizes that he’s probably freezing.

“I was so scared the last time,” you whisper, teary eyed, “terrified.. I didn’t know what I was going to do, but now—.”

Eddie reaches for your cheeks, holding them softly, his eyes searching yours, desperate to figure out what the hell is going on, “what am I missing here? It’s normal to have… the flu?” 

“No, it’s not the flu,” you finally admit, looking up at him and rubbing the back of his hands with your thumbs, 

“Eddie, I’m pregnant.”

— 

You could fill an empty pool up from the tears that sprung from Eddie’s eyes that night. He was overjoyed, holding you tight while he wept into your hair. Kissing your belly and whispering to the baby. Small streaks of tears flowing down your swollen skin and the faded scar across your lower belly. 

Each month that ticked by, Eddie’s worry only doubled. 

The day after you had found out, he woke early. Watching as your chest rose and fell as you slept soundly in the original mock up of his hellfire shirt.

It was threadbare, cotton worn so thin it was practically see through— but you claimed it as your own back in the early days of your new relationship, hands on your hips and the infamous pout on your lip as you playfully argued with him about how it was now yours. 

Dusk painted the diamond covered ground from the fresh snow over night. Falling as delicately as his lips allover your skin. Soaking up the dainty noises from your throat when he carefully slid into you, tears spilling from both of your eyelashes, love filling the room more sweetly than it ever had before. 

The soft cotton of the blankets hugged your curves, and he exhaled a breath he didn’t know he was holding as he gazed down at his beautiful— now pregnant— wife. 

His sweet Tooty, carrying a gift more precious than gold. 

Kissing your cheek—he dressed quietly, scribbling a note on the bedside table about going into town for a bit, but to just relax in bed until he got home. 

-

You were having a dreamless sleep, not even sugarplums could dance in your head with the overwhelming exhaustion that your body was trying desperately to catch up from. 

Something cold then silky smooth brushed against your cheek, and a velvet voice sang a little good morning greeting into your ear. Your loving husband. Pressing sweet angel kisses behind your ear and on your eyelids. 

Your bedroom was lit with the glow of a warm sun in the afternoon light. Playing a yellowed hue of warmth across your comforter, pulling the caramel color from Eddie’s curls and making his eyes look like a dreamy cup of coffee swirling with creamer. 

His lips hug yours, both smiling into one another. Heart swelling more than your toes would in the months to come. 

C’mon, got a surprise for you, princess. 

The spare bedroom that was once a room for band equipment, then Max’s bedroom for almost a year before she eventually moved in with Gareth and Will, now held storage, was completely organized, and held a wide array of items. 

A crib, brand new and still in the box, a pack n play, a swing, every box of diapers ranging from size 1 - 5, baby gates, outlet covers, fancy locks for cabinets and drawers, rubber bumpers for sharp corners and edges of tables. 

A bookshelf full of baby books, how to’s for new parents, nursery rhymes by mother goose, books suggesting baby names and their meanings, and a guide on how to quit smoking. 

Tucked into the corner of the room by the bookshelf and near the window, was a rocking chair. 

 “Eddie,” you gasp, running sleep from your eyes, “wh-what is all of this?” 

He’s smiling ear to ear, trying to curb his enthusiasm a tiny bit. “I might have gotten a little carried away.” 

Turning towards the shelf you see a plastic sack, full of candy and bubble gum, and mints. “Edward Joseph Munson.” 

“Don’t scold me, mama,” he jokes, grabbing onto your hips and kissing your hairline, “I’m just spoiling our baby.”

God you loved this man, he’d break his neck to give you the world. He was the most loving husband, and now you got to see him step into a new role. One completely foreign to you both, only have shared the idea for a few moments before it was ripped away. 

You lean into him, holding him tight and working your nose into the crook of his neck. “You’re gonna be the best dad, Eddie.”

He doesn’t hide the tear that slips down his cheek, just lets it slide and collect under his chin, his voice is quiet when he asks, “you really think so?”

“I know it.”

—

Wayne and Karen followed behind the new family in his pickup all the way home from the hospital. They were going to stay for a few days, help you both get adjusted to life as parents.

Karen and Nancy had filled your freezer with casseroles, soups and fresh bread. It was a hot July day when you were scheduled for the c section, and when it was all said and done four days in the hospital was more than enough and you were ready to be at home, snuggled up with your new family. 

It was a battle of which Munson man could shed the most tears. Eddie and Wayne were both wiping away tears for hours. Overjoyed with emotions that everyone was healthy. 

“No you don’t,” Wayne said as you reached for the back door to grab the diaper bag, “you go right inside and get comfy, get them legs up!”

You do as your told, leaving Wayne, Eddie and Karen to carry the load in. The hospital stay was overwhelmingly sweet, but you knew Eddie was itching to get back to normalcy, still not liking the way he felt cooped up in the hospital even though it had been years since you both had the horrifying visit. 

Bags and suitcases are carried in and set into your master bedroom to be unpacked later, bottles and diapers are stacked and put into their respectable places. Karen starts warming up the chicken casserole she had prepared earlier that day. Wayne fussed around with the new dishwasher that he and Eddie had installed the month prior. 

Throughout the commotion you had fallen asleep, legs propped up in the recliner, but you woke to the sound of the front door closing, and there he was.

Eddie was holding them both, large hands cocooned around their swaddled little bodies, crooked into each of his arms. Something he was nervous about but slowly getting the hang of, the nurses told him he was a natural, and Wayne wept into Karen’s shoulder when Eddie introduced the twins to their grandpa. 

His normal obnoxious voice was murmuring low and quiet like a soft lullaby so as not to stir awake the sleeping little babies. 

He looked at them both, adoration and tears springing into his eyes. He had never seen anything more beautiful in his entire life. How he could have helped make something so small and delicate, he wouldn’t understand. But, he didn’t need to. 

A boy, born first— with his dark eyes and brown hair, and later the little girl, almost identical to his Tooty, and just as stubborn, both already wrapped around his fingers.

He murmured their names, and caught your eye as he said it, a smile so wide on his face that you were sure new dimples would bust through his cheeks, and you only heard the end of what he was saying. 

If you would have told yourself five years ago that you would one day own a home, get married to and have twins with Eddie Munson, you would have laughed on the spot. That loud mouth jackass of a guy you had once regretted letting move into your home, had moved right into your heart and never left. 

The demons inside you both were finally at bay, finding solace in one another in more ways than you had thought possible. Being loved by Eddie was everything you had thought love should be like. 

And you pinch yourself to make sure it's real, and each and every time, it is. 

“…babies,” he says, a smile on his lips and tears in his eyes as he looks over at you, his family, “we’re home.” 

The end

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[is-this-yuri]

it's no wonder i became a smoker actually. i've been chewing gum and popping tic tacs my whole life. that oral fixation started early and never left

[queersrus]

Candy theme

[candy theme]

for @seraphim-coinz 's event, prompt one !

partnered with our other blogs @dollilian, @objectumluv, @systiveboxes, @skelatomy

(nick) names:

aero, almond, altoid, astro, ayd, airhead bonbon, bonnie, butter, burst, bar, bounty, boyer, bubble, bear, bubba

candi/candie/candy, candice/candace, candiette, cotton, caramel, caramilk, crisp, cadbury, creme, cane, corn, charlston, chew, charlie, chik, chip, choco, chocolate, chuckle, chupa, chup, clark, crunch, crunchy/crunchie

dot, drop, dove, double, dum, dunkaroo five, fazer, ferrera, ferrero, flake, fruitella, fudge, fruit gummy, gusher, galaxy, gob

henry, hershy/hershey, heath, haribo, hi-chew, hubba ike, ice jelly, jello, jellybean, jolly, joy, juice, juicy, juju, jujube

kit, kat, kitkat, kiss, kinder, knopper, krackel lolly/lollie, lollypop/lollipop, lemon, laffy, licorice/liquorice, lindor, lemonhead

mint, minty, mike, milky, mallo/mallow, marsh, marshmallow, maltese, malteser, mamba, mars, mento, milk, milka, milton, moonpie, mound

necco, nerd, nestle orbit, oreo

pixy/pixie, patch, pop, parma, payday, pb, peanut, peep, pez, pocky, peppermnt

reese/rease, ruth, ranch, rancher, rocher, rock, rolo, runt skittle, smartie/smarty, sour, snicker, star, starburst, sixlet, skor, spree, sweetart, sweetheart, symphony

tootsie, taffy, toffee, turk, twizzler, twix, trident, tape, tempo, tic, tac, toblerone, topic, treet/treat, trolli, tupla, twinky/twinkie, twirl violet

way, wunder/wonder, wafer, warhead, whopper, wine, wispa, wonka york zaotang, zero

1st p prns: i/me/my/mine/myself

ai/ae/aery/aeroine(aerine)/aeroself ai/aire/airy/airheadine/airheadself bi/bone/bonbony/bonbonine/bonbonself ci/cande/candy/candine/candyself ci/care/caramy/caramine/caramelself(caramilkself) chi/choce/chocy/chocolatine/chocolateself gi/gume/gummy/gummine/gummyself(gumself) ji/jelle/jelly/jelline/jelloself pi/pocke/pocky/pockine/pockyself ri/ree/reesy/reesine/reeseself ski/skitte/skittly/skittline/skittleself ski/skore/skory/skorine/skorself ti/tootse/tootsy/tootsine/tootsieself ti/taffe/taffy/taffine/taffyself wi/wonke/wonky/wonkine/wonkaself

2nd p prns: you/your/yours/yourself

ao/aer/aers/aerself aio/air/airheaders/airheaderself bo/bonbonr/bonbonrs/bonbonrself co/cander/candiers/canderself co/carameler/caramelers/caramelerself cho/chocor/chocors/chocorself go/gummer/gummers/gummerself jo/jellor/jellors/jellorself po/pocker/pockers/pockerself ro/reeser/reesers/reeserself sko/skittler/skittlers/skittlerself sko/skor/skors/skorself to/tootser/tootsiers/tootserself to/taffer/taffers/tafferself wo/wonker/wonkers/wonkerself

3rd p prns: they/them/theirs/themself

ae/aero, aer/ro, ae/ro, aer/aero, aero/aeros, aero/bar, air/head, airhead/airheads bo/bon, bon/bon, bonbon/bonbons can/dy, can/candy, candy/candys, candy/bar, cara/mel, car/caramel, caramel/caramels, cara/milk, caramilk/caramilks, cho/colate, choco/lat, cho/colat, choc/ olat, choco/chocolat, chocolat/chocolats gum/my, gum/gummy, gummy/gummys jel/jello, jel/lo, jello/jellos po/pocky, po/cky, poc/ky, pock/y, pock/pocky, pocky/pockys re/eses, ree/ses, ree/se, ree/reese, reese/reeses, reeses/pieces ski/skittle, skit/skittle, skittle/skittles, skit/tle, sko/skor, sko/or, skor/skors to/toots, too/tsie, too/tootsie, tootsie/tootsies, ta/taffy, taff/y, taf/fy, taf/taffy, taffy/taffys wo/wonka, wonk/a, won/ka, wonka/wonkas, wonka/bar

titles:

the candy seller, the candy maker, the candy hoarder, the candy man/woman/being, the candy lover, the ruler of candyland

*one who collects vintage candies, one who shares candy, one who owns many candies, one who is making many candies, one who holds candy knowledge

candy maker

*one can be replaced by any prn

[silverlining317]

At tea time, everybody agrees

For the #severalsunlitdaylights & @corneliaavenue-ao3 challenge. Day 10:Midnights.

''Miss Weasley, please go ahead''- The High Inquisitor pointed to the seat in front of her.

She had heard from Fred and George, embroidery by embroidery, a detailed image of Professor Umbridge's office, and yet the descriptions did not honor the strangeness of being under the gaze of dozens of cats.

Ginny adjusted her robes and tried to remember the manners classes her mother and Aunt Muriel had insisted she attend as a child. Umbridge nodded, approving of the mimicry she was striving for. Chin forward, shoulders back, ankles crossed. The inquisitor maintained the carved smile. Challenging her to be the brave one to break that silence.

Tic Tac. The clock reverberating on the walls, Umbridge waited a few seconds before looking down and sliding a pink porcelain cup to its end.

"Sugar?" Umbridge asked and with a small wave of her wand, dropped three pink cubes into the cup. Ginny stoped chewing the gum in her mouth and reached over to took a small sip.

"Don't be shy," Umbridge smiled encouraging her to take another sip.

Ginny nodded. She had never tasted something like that. It felt strangely like home. The aroma of a conversation at the end of the school semester, at the kitchen table, laughing with her mother as she told her about…everything. Ginny drained her cup with a big slurp, suddenly forgetting about manners. After all, she was in what could be described as her home, having tea with an almost maternal figure. That was. Suddenly everything was crystal clear. Umbridge was a second mother to her who could tell her everything without fear or shame.

-''Precisely''- she smiled as if reading her thoughts- ''I want you to tell me everything.''

-'' I haven't done a single potions essay in my life. I copied all of Percy's old work'' - Ginny said

-'' My dear, we are not here to judge your lack of education '' - Umbridge gave a pause- ''Why don't we talk about your summer instead''

-''My summer?''- Ginny chewing her gum once again- ''Is it because I lied to Michael? I told him that Errol had crashed and lost his birthday present but I didn't buy him anything because I had no money. ''

-''Michael?'' - said the inquisitor starting to sound impatient- ''No, I don't care about that Michael of yours. Why dont we talk about Harry instead?. Did you spend the holidays together? Anywhere in particular? With someone in particular? Someone like Dumbledore perhaps''

-"Harry, that's the problem, isn't it?" Ginny said, raising the cup again and going for another drop of that elixir. "Everybody wants to talk about Harry, nobody wants to talk about Michael. Which is a shame. He likes me for who I am, isn't strange? Also delicate, but mostly strange. Because until now I have only felt like a monster ….

-'' Were or were not your relatives and Harry involved in a secret organization against the ministry? Are they now? That's how your dear father ended in St. Mungo, perhaps?''- Umbridge pressed.

-"Harry," Ginny said, looking at the cat behind the woman in pink. "He's a real problem, right?"

-'' He is. He is the problem. It's always him'' - The liquid went down her throat gently making it easier to articulate that forbidden phrase- ''Yes, we spent the holidays together. We usually do. Because of Ron, obviously. Just teenagers in a house, not talking that much. Actually, we argued this Christmas. I don't even remember why, but it was his fault. The prophet says it, so it must be right: he is the problem. Everybody agrees. Sometimes I think… I promised never to say it.''

"More tea." Umbridge refilled the cup and Ginny nodded, closing her eyes again to feel the fumes.

-'' Sometimes I think they're right. That he is the problem. Every time he leaves me on the side of one of his adventures and pretends that it is for my own good. The typical phrase that he camouflages. It's so annoying, to hear the covert narcissism he disguises as altruism. I swear sometimes he sounds like some kind of minister's office''

"Ahem," Umbridge coughed but Ginny straightened up, her fingers clenched around her mug.

-'' What adventures do they leave you out of? From some secret group? Of some resistance movement?''

-'' Or maybe the problem is me. Always rooting for the anti-hero''- said Ginny.

-'' Miss Weasley, answer. Is Mr.Potter organizing a secret group among students to overthrow the prime minister?''

Ginny could only laugh

-'' Sorry professor- Ginny said chewing the gum once again- No, he is not. But the other day I had this weird dream I didn't dare to tell anyone until now. I was at detention, in this very same room, only that instead of cats there were parrots and they were saying strange things like blood, quill, tea…''

-'' High Inquisitor, sorry to interrupt but Professor McGonagall is on her way''- Flich enter- ''She demands to know why one of her students was absent from class ...''

-'' Go away''-Umbridge stood up making the cup and sugar jars disappear- ''Quickly run to class and never mention about what we talk. That's what friends are for, right?''

Ginny nodded and grab her things finally breathing again.

Backpack in hand and excruciating pain in the head, Ginny somehow found her way back to the Great Hall for dinner.

-''You guys have to improve that anti-Veritaserum gum'' - Ginny sat next to Fred- ''My head is going to explode.''

"But did it work?" George asked.

-'' Yes, but only because I told him the truth that five years ago we all agreed that Harry is the problem.''

-'' Hi to you too''- Harry said coldly seating next to her.

-'' I mean just because you fix the problems you create that doesnt mean you….and…because… and for the record you cause a lot of trouble''

-'' You know George I think the gum also affects the ability to form coherent sentences''- said Fred causing a big laugh that start to die when she start the retale of Umbridge tea invitation. Minus some details of course…

[orchidmantiss]

I wanna buy tic tacs since I can't chew gum I always loved the orange flavor as a kid

[yes-divine-ruler]

🍬 The Evans (and how they feel about chewing gum)

another concept by @v-love and I, we’re sooo creative i stg

Evan Peters

- His favourite is bubblegum

- Loves blowing bubbles, gets upset when it's only small and it pops

- Will challenge you to a competition and sabotage you when you're winning

- But loves to just watch you chew it, he thinks it's sexy when your temples flex

- thinks it's good exercise for his jaw

- looks super cocky while he's chewing it

- has to get bubblegum that has a long lasting flavour

Tate Langdon

- he likes the peppermint 5 gum SPECIFICALLY

- will stick his gum under any surface when he's done with it

- often falls asleep with it in his mouth

- you know he's flirting with you when he offers you his gum

- he'll write a cheesy pick up line in it and re-wrap it to give it to you

- you chuck the wrapper away and never see it

- the next time he does it he makes sure he tells you to read the wrapper so it doesn't happen again

- "I may not be 5 gum... But I can stimulate your senses."

Kit Walker

- likes cinnamon gum, but he's found a good brand that does it well and now he won't go back

- always chews it with his mouth open and you have to constantly remind him to be polite

- uses it to ease his anxiety

- will chew peppermint gum when he knows he's seeing you because he likes to have minty fresh breath, but will spend the rest of the day thinking it could've been cinnamon

Pre-Death Kyle Spencer

- LOVES spearmint

- just as much as he loves spearmint shakes and mint tea (maybe more)

- Has to hide his gum under his pillow from his frat

- Will never let anyone in his frat take a piece if he has it on him

- likes to stick his chewed gum everywhere like Tate

- uses slightly minty lube because he loves the tingle

- always drinks cold water while he chews his gum so it goes hard

Franken-Kyle Spencer

- LOVES grape bubblegum

- will get so pissed off if you try to give him anything else

- chokes on it sometimes and you have to give him the heimlich to get it out

- he becomes hyper-aware of the choking and doesn’t want it to happen again

- so he concentrates super hard every-time he chews gum

- then he can't get anything else done so you have to hide it from him

- he will accidentally kill someone who smells like the minty gum

- cries if he can't get a bubble going, and will slobber all over your shirt while you comfort him

- sometimes the gum falls out of his mouth but you tell him it's okay and give him another piece

Jimmy Darling

- not a big gum fan but will devour a pack of orange tic tacs in one sitting

- if one drops on the floor, he'll still pick it up and eat it

- has a secret stash in his bedside drawer

- likes to watch Ma Petite eat them because then they don't seem so small

- they comfort him when he's on stage performing

James Patrick March

- if he wants minty breath he'll just drink a mojito

- makes him feel like he's chewing toothpaste

- gets so overwhelmed by all the flavours, he thinks gum is way too new-age for him

- you'll get bullied if you don't like the basic flavours

- "my love..why are you chewing on that childish flavor. so unnecessary, please take into consideration how it'll make your breath feel in your mouth."

- has a soft spot for original bubblegum, if he tastes it when he's kissing you he'll take you right there on any surface

Kai Anderson

- doesn't care for the flavour as long as something is in his mouth

- spits it in your face when he's angry at you

- pulls it out of his mouth in strings, twirls it around his finger and puts it back in his mouth

- purposely chews the flavors you like just so he can talk real close to your face and you can smell it

- thinks there's a BIG difference between beloved peppermint and fucking spearmint

- but if you did something he didn't like, he'll make sure he only has the flavours you don't like to rub it in

Peter Maximoff

- takes every single packet of gum from the aisle in Walmart to annoy the workers for fun

- shows off his huge collection of gum to you in an attempt to impress you

- would fuck with gum in his mouth

- it always accidentally falls it in your mouth during sex, but when you start chewing on it, it drives him crazy

Colin Zabel

- loves anything you're chewing

- whatever you have on you, he'll take

- he'll think about you the whole time he's chewing it

- feels sad when the flavour runs out and his jaw hurts and he has to spit it out

- always puts it in the bin

- will save the wrapper every time as a keepsake

[ace-in-a-very-distressing-hole]

Thingies for the anxiety

If you're an anxious creacher like me, you probably don't like going places without assorted stuff. So I have made the executive decision to create a list of things that I have found good for putting into a little bag and carrying around with me.

+ Bottle of water - eminently practical

+ Deodorant - anxiety can make you sweatier, even more so in summer. This is your weapon to fight it

+ Lip balm - personally I find this can stop me from chewing my lip (no one likes a bleeding lip)

+ Something to fiddle with - this could be blu tack, a stress ball, a stim toy, etc, anything to keep your hands occupied

+ Gum - chewing on something can help ground you and a minty flavour helps keep your breath fresh

+ Tic tacs - optional, similar effect to gum but cuter and more focused on freshness than chewiness

+ Tissues - so, so useful, this is one of the things I'd recommend most

+ Hand sanitiser - keeps you clean clean clean, wards away the Bad textures. Especially good for emetophobia

+ Meds - whatever meds you need (again, good for emetophobes). Plasters are also useful

+ Snack - grab a snack you're more comfortable with potentially eating in public if need be. You need your energy boost <3

What do y'all find useful?

[paperstorm]

10 random lines

I am LATE but I was tagged by @cinnaluminum @reyesstrand and @rmd-writes

Rules: pick any 10 of your fics, scroll somewhere to the midpoint, pick a line (or three), and share it! Then tag 10 people.

He tastes like mint. Must’ve chewed some gum or a Tic-Tac before coming over to ask TK to dance, and TK resolutely sets that information down and doesn’t pick it up again because if he has to think about there being intention in the way this man approached him, he might have to stop kissing him. Back to the habit after kicking it (911 Lone Star)

“Dude, I was born in Manhattan,” TK defends. “Lived there my whole life until three months ago. Nobody I grew up with knows how to drive, having a car on the island makes no sense unless you’re super rich or have some kind of kink for sitting in traffic for an hour to go 10 blocks.” Life's a game of inches (911 Lone Star)

Merlin seeks Arthur’s lips for a messy kiss, tilting his hips to change the angle and pushing Arthur inside just a bit deeper, rubbing, sending resplendent waves of pleasure through him. He wants so badly – aches, really – to be everything Arthur could ever need so Arthur never has to look anywhere else. Golden Hour (Merlin)

“I couldn’t remember every kiss, not 800 years of them, but I remember that one,” Joe continues, in a dreamy voice. He is more emotional than Nicky. Quicker to anger, and indignance, and ferociously protective of those he loves. His fire burns quick and hot, and when it melts into languid moments such as this, where he’s introspective and soft-hearted, it’s Nicky who aches to protect him. Nothing But a Song (The Old Guard)

Nile surprises them with her poker skills, in the evening when Joe breaks out a pack of cards and they sit around the table with an old radio on in the background. The nights were long and boring, sometimes, when she was stationed overseas, and she took a considerable amount of money off all her commanding officers in the months she was there. It’s that baby face, one of them had complained, you never think it’s lying to you until it is. Hands Battered but Hearts Survive (The Old Guard)

They struggle to pay the bills and sometimes they run out of hot water before both of them have had a chance to shower and they have to hide their love away to keep it safe from people who would want to hurt them if they knew, but despite all that, they’re happy. It aches and it aches and it aches in Bucky’s chest to think of how much he took it for granted, how many times he should have told Steve he loved him but didn’t, how likely it is that they’ll never have that again. Bucky’s not as simple as he’s been pretending. He doesn’t believe the advertisements, the campaigns that promise they’ll be gone six months and home as heroes by Christmas. That’s what they said last time, and millions never came home. Parallel Sinking Ships (MCU)

Steve sways a little on his feet as Bucky works, and Bucky sees the crash coming. Steve must have been running on sheer adrenaline since the end of their latest mission, perhaps spurred on by grief over the people he hadn’t been able to save this time and anger at himself for his perceived failings. He’d managed to get himself to Wakanda and to Bucky on nothing but leftover fumes, and they’re very quickly running out. Through the Monsoon (MCU)

“Do you want to know the moment I hated myself the most, in all this?” Nick asks. Pieces of himself, he figures. He knows better than anyone how tough it is to be so see-through. To know that despite all his best efforts, he’s utterly transparent. Maybe he can be transparent on purpose; maybe that will make Charlie feel safer in the notion of confessing. All Of These Moving Parts (Heartstopper)

Sitting here, holding TK’s arm in his hand, he feels like he can sense TK slipping away right here in front of him, filtering through his fingers like sand. No matter how he tries, Carlos can’t seem to grasp him tight enough to keep him. And maybe that’s always been the problem. Maybe he’s never known how to do that. Collateral damage (911 Lone Star)

“If we’re playing around, if we’re having fun and you want me to be a little rough that’s fine. I love that, too. Not when you’re this upset. I can’t …” He runs out of ways to explain the way that makes him feel, to imagine being rough with TK while he’s crying and using the mix of pleasure and pain to distract himself from his grief. Of him associating Carlos with hurt in a moment like this, of him believing he doesn’t deserve to be treated gently, maybe because someone died while TK was there and in the dark recesses of his mind he thinks he should be punished for that. Silent (911 Lone Star)

I'm not sure who's done this already but I will tag @musette22 @riricitaa @bubblesandroses8 @chaotictarlos @theghostofashton and @tailoredshirt

[gemstone-gynoid]

suck on that? Suck on this. Tic Tacs have only one-and-a-half calories.

Do I look like a tic-tac tool? A chewing gum grouser? A mint monger? I narry waste a moment on such pitiful register reachables. If I am selecting a snack it's at minimum a cheerful chip choice. Or a capable candybar.

[survey--s]

401.

Was your childhood wasted by something? No. I didn’t really enjoy school but otherwise I had a really good childhood. I was very lucky - my parents earned good money so we travelled a lot and I never really wanted for anything.

Would you rather die during an adventure or die like a normal person? If I had the choice, I’d want to die in my sleep.

Have your parents ever put you on a diet? No, I never had weight issues growing up, but I remember my mum doing the cabbage soup diet when I was in primary school - the smell of cabbage soup still haunts me lol.

Have your parents ever tried to commit suicide? I hope not.

Do you have a gag reflex? Yeah, I gag at all sorts of things - mainly certain textures.

Do you ever fantasize about trying drugs? Nah, they really don’t interest me.

Have you ever put gum in someone’s hair? No.

Would you rather have sex before you’re married or wait till marriage? Personally I think waiting until marriage is a really stupid thing to do.

Have you ever not gone to school, just because? I regularly skipped university for no real reason, but my school was really hot on truanting so it was never an option to skip class.

Do you know anyone who can play the bagpipes? Not to my knowledge.

Have you ever let someone hit you? I mean, while mucking around and stuff, sure.

Do you own a hand warmer? I do have somewhere. I need to dig them out now the temperatures are dropping again as it’s been really cold the past couple of days.

Do you have friends in other states/countries? Sure, both.

Do you ever pay attention during church? I don't go to church.

Have you ever broke a window?   Nope.

When was the last time you freaked someone out? I honestly couldn’t tell you.

Have you ever gone on a date with a weirdo? Hahah yes. I was on the rebound though.

Who’s the last person you called a bitch? I honestly don’t know.

Do you drink kool-aid? No, we don’t have it here at all.

Have you ever dropped something hot on your foot? Yep, hot wax just a couple of days ago, actually.

Do you watch porn? No. I’ve watched it a couple of times out of curiosity but it never really did anything for me and I don’t really get the appeal of it.

Have you ever missed someone you hated? No.

Is anyone in your family disabled? Both my in-laws need mobility aids but that’s more old age related than disability related. It comes to us all eventually, unfortunately.

What do you want for Christmas? Riding lessons/beach rides, riding boots, wax melt vouchers, Fat Face vouchers.

How many moles do you have? Hundreds lol. I just have that kind of skin - I always have done.

Do you make your bed everyday? Yeah, every morning. I love the look of a freshly made bed.

Do you know how to ride a bike? Yeah, my dad taught me when I was about five. I had a pink and white Barbie bike and I thought I was so cool, haha.

Do you own any comic books? No.

What is the nastiest dare you have ever committed? I’ve never really played truth or dare.

Do you know anyone who has been raped? Yes.

Are you an atheist? I am indeed.

Have you ever owned a goldfish? No.

Who was the last person to call you beautiful? Probably my husband.

How many times have you been stung by a bee? Once as a kid.

What was the last flavor of gum you chewed? Spearmint. It’s the only flavour of gum I really like, to be honest.

When was the last time you used tape? Uhh, about a week ago when I was packing up a parcel for work.

When was the last time you said fuck? A couple of hours ago.

Have you ever stolen something? Yeah, as a little kid.

What’s the last movie you watched? I can’t remember. Lord of the Rings, maybe? Or Amelie? I don’t know tbh. I generally don’t watch too many movies.

Who’s the last person you watched a movie with? I was on my own.

Where were you yesterday at 5 PM? Just getting home from walking Copper and sorting his dinner.

Who would you like to kiss right now? Nobody right now. I think I’m getting a cold and my throat kills.

When was the last time you had tic tacs? Years ago! I really could go for some orange tic tacs right now though lol.

When was the last time you ate chicken? Yesterday.

Who was the last person you told to ‘Shut the fuck up’ to? Mike, but we say it to each other all the time - jokingly, of course.

Why were you last nervous? Cantering Stanley in the pouring rain. He’d slipped a couple of times in trot and I just had this image of him going flying lol.

Whose pants did you last take off? Mine.

When was the last time you were disturbed? Mike disturbed me at work today - he saw my car so asked where I was walking - then came to join me only to leave again two minutes later as he didn’t want to walk in the mud.

Why did you last feel awkward? Today.

When was the last time you got in a fight with your best friend? About a week ago.

Have you ever asked someone for a tampon? Yeah.

Who was the last person you read a book to? I honestly don’t know.

Who is the person you say the most naughtiest things to? Mike.

Who was the last person to send you a letter? Uhhh, I have no idea. Maybe a relative or something.

Do you like cupcakes or muffins more? Muffins.

Have you ever pushed someone on purpose? Yes.

Have you ever slapped someone in the face? Yeah.

[tothbymoonlight]

To quit smoking tobacco, use nicotine gum.

I smoked almost a pack a day for ten years or so after trying cigarettes at a young age. I started chewing 4mg. nicotine gum every day from the time I woke up until nighttime for almost one year. Occasionalky I chewed 2mg. nicotine gum and like the product suggests I placed the gum after chewing it for several minutes between my lower teeth and gums, like chewing tobacco.

The chemistry works. I chewed the gum until the effects of the nicotine began to remove itself from my behavior to smoke and my oral fixation on smoking. I then felt comfortable chewing regular gum. If I got nervous I bought or used the nicotine gum again until over time I only chewed bubble gum, breath mints or Dentene Gum (I like Dentenel!

Never reward the good behavior with a bad behavior.

Quitting smoking doesn't give me permission to drink alcohol.

Quitting drinking or smoking doesn't give me the personal permission to begin a negative habit of any type at all.

I instead reward my good behavior with a good behavior.

I might go to a nice dinner, go to a great sporting event or treat myself to a cool new shirt.

I never reward my good behavior with a cigar, for example.

The nicotine gum works. Spend the money. Invest in your health, your life and your future.

Don't succumb to peer pressure.

When you quit smoking and heavy drinking you are thinking you are damaging your social reputation by stopping. This is a silly, immature belief and this belief system can change.

You are worth the effort for the comfort of a life free of any addiction.

I tell myself I grant myself the permission to lead a life free of dangerous and deadly addiction. Support comes in small ways from little known truths placed all around us all the time.

Cigarettes and tobacco products are deadly.

The Surgeon General Warning on cigarettes sold in Canada in the early 1980's once simply stated, "Cigarettes Can Kill You."

Don't be deceived or tricked into feeling the glamour and prestige of smoking.

The nicotine in cigarettes is physically addictive and the behavior can lead to a psychological addiction that can be difficult to stop.

Long time smokers can stop smoking!

Cutting back may only be a temporary slogan for a long term addiction.

I suggest quitting cold turkey with the nicotine cessation device that the 4mg. and 2mg. nicotine gum is designed to be for ending the passionate superficial want to satisfy a short term feeling or craving.

Nicorette is excellent but I admit to chewing a more generic nicotine gum with similar results.

If the less expensive alternative nicotine gum crumbles or dissolves in your mouth as you chew it, don't give up. Resolve yourself immediately to buy a better, more reliable or costly brand of 4mg. or 2mg. nicotine gum until you find a brand you like and trust.

Beware of purchasing a gum that is flavored. I strongly suggest a nicotine gum that isn't flavored with an artificial taste or promise of a mint or orange flavoring. We aren't so interested in great taste or delicious results here. The while idealogy behind chewing the nicotine gum is that we are resolving ourselves entirely to quitting the oral fixation and the addiction to cigarette tobacco, chewing tobacco and eventually nicotine itself. Getting a pleasurable taste from nicotine gum for me is a step backwards into creating a happy identity to chewing the nicotine gum that is only present in my mouth to make me aware of my addiction to cigarettes. Tasting bad or not having a good taste to the gum is in that sense ok.

My true and honest reward for quitting smoking is indeed quitting the chewing of the nicotine gum and eventually only chewing over the counter Dentene, Wrigley gum or Tic Tac's.

Today I am proud to say I rarely chew even Wrigley Gum or Bubble-Yum Bubble Gum but I have no desire for tobacco and I have overcome the physical dependency for nicotine altogether.

My words to you are to give you the strength, perseverance and honest sense of purpose I got to finish my addiction to nicotine from chewing nicotine gum for about one year, daily, morning noon and night, one piece of gum all day long until the craving started to slowly subside and eventually stop.

Good luck. You can stop smoking. Make the goal to quit real and don't feel the need to set a final target end date. Simply start chewing. Keep chewing as often as you need to whenever you crave it and do not accept a cigarette as a substitute. Keep plenty of 4mg. and 2mg. available and think using 4mg. gum for big craving early in the day, after meals and at night. Remember that the effort will eventually work. It will work and results start to appear in about three months. Better results over six months or more for heavier smokers who have smoked for longer.

The only other thing to know is your appetite will jump. When you quit smoking food tastes better. Think that the combination of a healthier more fit person with better lungs, heart and circulation also means better mouth, better tongue and better throat. All this makes for better taste and greater appetites, endurance, stamina and willpower.

When you quit smoking it is very easy to gain weight from the newfound tastes and a renewed love of food! Nothing wrong here at all of course but the love of good tasting foods and drinks can result in weight gain. Be aware that chewing gum makes saliva and swallowing spit can gain some weight on a person who otherwise doesn't chew gum at all. No big deal really but the true weight gain happens when the taste buds on the tongue heal like scar tissue on the lungs heal and the skin no longer is yellowed from better circulation of blood to the fingers, etc.

Therefore my final warning is to watch the weight. Stay active and enjoy the better health that develops like from better circulation to the fingers that no longer freeze because capillary systems are healing, greater lung capacity, better sense of smell and those dark circles under the eyes start to fade from better circulation of blood to the face. Our eyes no longer get red or bloodshot easily and in time the heart strengthens, lung tissue heals, skin cells regenerate and the brain functions better and sleep functions regulate more normally. That lung capacity i enjoy us for swimming, biking, and long walks but also know it's for watching TV, driving to work and sleeping. The better heart muscle is working with my brain and nervous systems for better reflexesvand the little stuff to unconscious to mention.

Better health is better health and healing is happening all the time when what goes in my body is better without the poisons of carbon monoxide, nicotine, and paraquat pesticides applied to a cigarette product designed to keep me smoking and addicted to a dizzy dream of cool glamour and any fake promises of adolescent adorations.

Today not only have I quit smoking but I enjoy all sorts of outdoor and indoor activities and sports ranging from archery, mt bicycling and bowling to camping, hiking, kayaking, rock climbing, traveling and soccer.

So can you.

I continue my lifelong attitude and goal sets of maintaining good physical, mental and emotional fitness by quitting smoking anything in my body including marijuana to increase stamina and work towards good health, maintaining good self esteem by being proud of my progress, educate myself from sources I can best trust, remember my role as a man is evolving but quite positive for me as I grow, age and as I learn my place in society.

I strive to keep a good target weight and a good body mass index. I even went vegetarian for almost four years.

So can you.

Don't forget to celebrate with something positive for yourself like a weekend vacation after you quit smoking and chewing gum with all that money you save. I mean aren't a pack of cigarettes like ten bucks a pack??

If you smoke a pack a day at $10.00 per pack that's a real in your pocket savings of three hundred dollars a month flat out, end of subject. I often told myself how when I decided to quit smoking I then also immediately refused also to spend senseless amounts of money on something that kills me.

Otherwise I don't go broke committing suicide. That is a game changer for me and a real mechanism for winning the war against my own silly poverty and chemical addictions to nicotine and alcohol really.

Ok that's enough heavy pep talking.

Now let's go get a taco.

Haha

[pinkkatloved]

my mini list of new foods

coffee : plainer the better (less cal/sugar) | caffeine helps suppress appetite

apples : pink lady are my fav, approx 50cal/11g sugar | i like to cut it into chunks with a knife instead of biting straight into it.

tons of gum | keeps me chewing on basically no cals, keeps my mouth busy [similar to tic tacs]

tic tacs for dopamine hits

avocados : healthy fat, filling, delicious | i like it on lightly salted rice cakes, makes it crunchy like toast but lower cal

tons of water | thankfully i don't like soda, but this does mean cutting out juice too

brocolli : little bit of oil (find a lower cal oil, avocado? i used to use olive) + lemon pepper + salt = delicious and can have a ton (esp fresh broc. omit salt if frozen) | my favorite vegetable BY FAR. goes great with rice, riced cauli, chicken/beef/pork, pasta, EVERYTHING delicious.

mini sweets are acceptable but limited amount per day | by mini i mean like the tiny ones from those big halloween bags. if a container is open its a lot of self control for me to stop. but individually wrapped pieces help.

honey nut cheerios : great for a sweet kick, yummy and relatively low cal, (oat milk is also relatively low cal [1c. = 130cal] i dont like dairy milk anyways)

frozen mixed berry pops : diy can be cheap and tasty, esp for summer | this will be the only juice i have, also instead of pops i can have them as smoothies.

rice cakes : chocolate are my fav, consider trying savory as a bread replacement? add avo, lunch meat, etc.

consider getting "lite" dressing options that you still like, lite ranch [lower fat? i think?]

carrots, but chopped up thin + some ranch or dip. french onion dip? sour cream is pretty low cal. bell peppers may also be good to consider | just some veg i like, i dont like many raw veg but i'd like another way to consume them without a ton of oil.

ZERO CAL / NO / LOW SUGAR STUFF SUCKS! DON'T DO IT | genuinely the bane of my existence. it doesn't hit my sugar craving, doesn't taste good, just really annoying to me

[gnashiingovteeth]

“I don’t like my ice cream tasting like toothpaste” bro have you ever brushed your teeth?? or can you tell me which toothpaste you get because that sounds delicious????

Ohhhhh brotherrrrr here we go 😭 ahh yes you know what would make these chocolate chips taste better?? TIC TACS AND CHEWING GUM

[candyville]

Tic Tac Gum: The Mint That’s Loved by Canadians of All Ages

Tic Tac gum is a popular breath mint and chewing gum brand that has been enjoyed by Canadians of all ages for over 50 years. The mints are small and discreet, making them perfect for on-the-go freshness. They come in a variety of flavors, including fresh mint, orange, lemon, and strawberry. Tic Tac gum is also a good source of xylitol, a natural sweetener that helps to freshen breath and prevent tooth decay.

The History of Tic Tac Gum in Canada

Tic Tac gum was first introduced in Canada in 1972. The mints were an instant hit, and they quickly became a staple in Canadian households. Tic Tac gum was originally only available in the fresh mint flavor, but over the years, new flavors have been added to the lineup. Today, Tic Tac gum is available in a variety of flavors, including fresh mint, orange, lemon, strawberry, cinnamon, wintergreen, and green apple.

The Benefits of Tic Tac Gum

Tic Tac gum offers a number of benefits for Canadians. First, it is a great way to freshen breath. The mints contain xylitol, a natural sweetener that helps to fight bacteria and freshen breath. Second, Tic Tac gum can help to prevent tooth decay. The xylitol in Tic Tac gum helps to prevent the growth of plaque bacteria, which can cause tooth decay. Third, Tic Tac gum is a good source of flavor. The mints come in a variety of flavors to satisfy any taste.

Where to Buy Tic Tac Gum in Canada

Tic Tac gum is available at Candy Ville, convenience stores, and drugstores across Canada. You can also buy Tic Tac gum online at a variety of retailers.

How to Enjoy Tic Tac Gum

Tic Tac gum is a versatile treat that can be enjoyed in a variety of ways. You can simply pop a mint in your mouth for a quick burst of freshness. You can also chew Tic Tac gum for a longer-lasting flavor boost. Tic Tac gum is also a good choice for after-meal snacks. The xylitol in Tic Tac gum helps to freshen breath and prevent tooth decay.

Tic Tac Gum: The Perfect Gift for Any Occasion

Tic Tac gum is the perfect gift for any occasion. It is a small, thoughtful gift that is sure to be appreciated by anyone who receives it. Tic Tac gum is also a good choice for corporate gifts or party favors.

Conclusion

If you are looking for a refreshing and convenient way to freshen your breath, Tic Tac gum is a great option. Tic Tac gum is available at most grocery stores, convenience stores, and drugstores across Canada. You can also buy Tic Tac gum online at a variety of retailers.