#anyone want to give me a bunch of money to get invisalign to help with my TMJD next

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my dentist appointment had to be rescheduled (person who was before my scheduled appointment had something go wrong in their procedure) and of course i am very glad the dentist is attentive but please sir my teeth

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just found out I’m getting braces throughout all of highschool I wanna cry can you please write something comforting and cute for me thank you 😭😭

oh dear i'm sorry to hear that anon. i also had to wear braces throughout high school and the process was certainly not my favourite thing in the world. but the good news is that dentistry has come a long way since i was in school and there's also things like invisalign that could maybe be an option for you!

you'll be alright, and even if it doesn't feel like it right now future you will probably be glad you got them. trust me, fixing your teeth now if you need to is way easier than later

anyway have some silly hs au, just for you ;)

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Jason knew it was coming and yet, sitting beside Bruce in a fancy orthodontics office being told that he was going to need braces still hits him like a truck.

"-but with your kind of money, Mr Wayne, we can make them almost invisible-"

"No," Jason says, the word of of his mouth before he's even full realized what he's saying. The orthodontist and Bruce both look at him curiously. "I don't want some fancy invisible braces. Give me the regular ones that everyone gets."

The orthodontist looks bewildered at Bruce, seemingly hoping that Bruce will insist on whatever fancy system they peddle to all the rich kids but Bruce just shrugs and that's that.

Monday morning two weeks later sees Jason walking into Gotham Academy with a newly affixed mouth full of metal.

"Hey Jay!" Tim, who was technically a younger than Jason but shared two AP classes with him, meets him at his locker. He's a scrappy little nerd who's also the official photographer for the yearbook committee and he could honestly hang out with anyone he wants. Somehow he keeps coming back to hang out with Jason. "I've got your homework from Friday for you."

"Thanks Timmy." Jason can't help but smile as he takes the offered binder from Tim.

"Oh! You got red for your braces?"

"Uh, yeah," Jason says, feeling a little sheepish as Tim starts leaning closer trying to get another look, "red's my favourite colour."

"Hey, mine too," Tim says with a smile, "maybe I should get red ones too, then we can match!"

"Wait, you need braces?" Jason can't imagine that. Tim's smile has always seemed perfect to him.

"Oh, yeah, narrow mouth or whatever. I had a bunch of adult teeth removed a long time ago and now they wanna make sure everything fits in right. My parents want to get those fancy invisible ones but I'll just tell them no," Tim says dismissively, as if A: the braces themselves were no big deal and B: that being able to match with Jason was the most important part.

Jason's face feels like it must be matching the rubber bands on his braces as Tim talks, seemingly oblivious to Jason's sudden fluster.

The bell rings, saving Jason from opening his mouth and saying something stupid.