In the 18th and 19th century dentures were made from a variety of materials; ivory, bone, animal teeth, ceramics, and others. However the best dentures were those constructed from genuine second hand human teeth. Such dentures were rare and expensive as there was a very limited supply of teeth available to construct them. A lucky dentist might be able to acquire the teeth of an executed criminal, granted the criminal not have bad teeth. Body snatchers were also a common source. While body snatching was often done to provide cadavers for medical schools, corpses could also be unearthed by snatchers for their teeth. War was particularly profitable time for dentists, who would often hang around battlefields so that they could yank the teeth of fallen soldiers after the fighting had ended. Such a practice was especially common during the Napoleonic Wars as large battles of the war such as Austerlitz, Jena, and Leipzig resulted in fields strewn with tens of thousands of corpses. The Battle of Waterloo was most notorious for teeth scavengers. Located in Belgium, Waterloo was the crossroads of Europe, not far from France, the Netherlands, England, and Germany. Thus there was an opportunity for dentists and denture makers from many nations to converge upon the battlefield in order to scavenge teeth. In addition, being the last major battle of the Napoleonic Wars, it was the last chance for dentists to score an easy source of second hand teeth before peace broke out and once again constrained the second hand teeth market. The pickings were very rich as the carnage of Waterloo would result in the deaths of over 50,000 men. As a result, dentures constructed from soldiers teeth, regardless of which battlefield they originated from were often called “Waterloo Teeth”. The practice of scavenging battlefields for teeth would continue to a lesser extent during the Crimean War and American Civil War.
I'm sure Tony hates dentists, too. But after he once tried to make Dum-E do it and almost lost his face, he knows better now and goes, begrudgingly, to the dentist.
Ahahaha omg just imagining him trying to have Dum-E play dentist is glorious (and slightly terrifying) thank you, anon!!! I’m not sure how he could’ve ever thought Dum-E would be a good option (except, well, Tony) but now I can’t help but think that Dum-E was having a really good time and is disappointed he doesn’t get to play dentist anymore. Tony probably handed him the fire extinguisher for the first time to cheer him up–and has (not) regretted that particular life choice ever since..
Fairy Floss, to my ear, sounds like a dream. When I realize that fairy floss is nothing but the original name of cotton candy, My taste buds start craving that delight. When my brain registers the fact that fairy floss was invented by a dentist, I laugh. My heart, however, questions why we tend to create problems that make us go crazy when we have to find the solution.
Overview: Brianna has a major toothache, but a severe fear of the dentist. Can Evie help her overcome this fear?
Warnings: Dentists, swearing
A/N: I’m trying my hand out at a personalized imagine, so depending on how well this goes I’ll see if I can make this a regular thing! I might stick with reader inserts though! Lol, and can I say I relate to the fear of the dentist on a personal level? Haha!
You never really think much of your teeth until they start feeling like it’s their sole mission in life to hurt you. Well, that’s at least how it was for Brianna.
“Mal, pass me the blue paint,” Brianna said as she worked on blending a couple colors together. Painting was her way of bonding with her older sister in Auradon because it wasn’t like she was able to go around stealing candy from babies like they did on the Isle. Mal nodded, tossing the paint towards her sister and brushing her dark purple hair out of her face.
“What is it that you’re painting?” Mal asked curiously as she finished up her painting, it just being a portrait of Belle and Adam she was making for their wedding anniversary.
“Well, I always thought-oh shit,” Brianna said, dropping the paint brush and gripping her cheek, biting her lip and whimpering some. Her tooth had recently started bothering her on and off, and the pain only seemed to be getting worse.
so just imagine rhodey or peter going with tony because they see how freaked out he is :D
YESSSS PLEASE!!! Going to the dentist is just something Tony is genuinely afraid of uncomfortable with, so naturally Rhodey knows about it (Tony’s pokerface has improved since his time at MIT but back then there were few things Rhodey couldn’t read in this face). And of course he accompanies him. Rhodey doesn’t make a big thing about it either, which is why Tony adores him even more. He just walks with Tony and waits on an uncomfortable seat for an hour, completely calm, like he’s got nowhere else to be.
(He always squeezes Tony’s hand before he leaves with the dentist and always drapes his arm around Tony’s shoulders when he comes back in a lose side-hug. And when they’re outside again and nobody is close enough to hear, he leans in and whispers “I’m proud of you,” into Tony’s ears and Tony just beams.)
Then there’s Peter who figures it out because Tony is much, much more tense before a dentist appointment than Peter has seen him in the face of most villains and really, the man isn’t as closed-off as he appears (or maybe Peter is just further in than he realises, but that’s a story for another day).
So he just- tries to help with something he knows he can’t really solve. He leaves little sticky notes with jokes and encouraging messages for Tony to find and hangs around after an appointment to spend some time with his favourite Mr Stark. And when Rhodey has to be elsewhere and really can’t go with Tony, well, Peter isn’t gonna leave the man alone, is he?
You’re sick. Your tooth hurts. That mole you’ve been ignoring for five years has only gotten stronger and more powerful. There are a lot of reasons to make an appointment with your primary doctor, a specialist, or your dentist. But here’s the thing: you gotta do it. Your life may literally depend on it. Or maybe your education does. Maybe your sanity does. The point is, it’s a big fucking deal and I know you hate it, but goddamn, grow the fuck up and make an appointment already.
It’s so crazy to me that we always see vampires with perfect teeth like does vampirism cure all dental issues?
Imagine vampires with gapped teeth.
Vampires that have snaggleteeth.
Vampires with gold teeth.
Vampires with over/underbites.
Vampires with impacted wisdom teeth.
Vampires that found out the hard way that just because they’re bloodsucking immortals doesn’t mean they can’t get cavities and they have to scramble to find dentist offices that don’t close at fucking 5PM when the sun is still out like goddamnit not everyone can function at those inconvenient ass daylight hours.
Vampires whose buckteeth are just as long as their fangs.
Vampires with braces- specialized braces that move around for their fangs.
Vampires with headgear having to use straws because the goddamn thing doesn’t cooperate with their fangs.
Vampires with two sets of retainers- one for when their fangs are retracted and one for when their fangs are descended/elongated.
The key to being the best topical blog is to find a very, very narrow topic. That way you don’t have much competition. “Pictures of cats” is a battle you can’t win; “informative text posts about historically significant dentists”, on the other hand, is a field ripe for the picking.
(Other underserved topics include “gay lumberjack wedding photos“, “small-town Saskatchewan alt-history microfiction“ and “fun with shrimp“.)