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[cheriden]

「 my "i love you" 」 | pt. 1 。。。

"You're so pretty, I love you. Brows furrowing, you tuck your mouth behind your teeth. Desperately trying to ignore his whimpers and profanities, you find it difficult as Beomgyu chants the phrase louder like a prayer. "

── synopsis 。Your best friend with benefits (whom you have a crush on) is too sweet in bed

pairing 。switch!top choi beomgyu x f! reader

.ᐟ genre 。angst, smut, mdni!

.ᐟ tags 。friends with benefits, unrequited love, praise kink, missionary so they can argue, a lot of teasing, oral (f receiving), unprotected p in v sex (wrap it and get tested!), creampie (on pill!), miscommunication, beomgyu's an idiot

.ᐟ status & word count 。two-parts | 3.04k

part 1 | part 2

.ᐟ warnings/notes 。reuploaded because i'm fucking stupid. i do think ppl can be fwb without feelings but mc is a lovergirl for today ☝☝, not really proofread, semi-rushed, beomgyu is kinda dumb, no happy end (yet?)

At some point this arrangement has to end. You know that. He knows it; moreover everyone who knows that you’ve been sleeping with Beomgyu says it. You’re also aware that you should be the one to end it; A friends of benefits situation hinted at by Beomgyu, leading to a proposition started by you. 

He comes over more frequently, showers you in more affection, in addition to subconsciously doing little habits lovers would do. As the patterns start to weave with your everyday life, you start to wonder who gains the most out of this agreement. Of course, such matters shouldn’t be weighed, especially between friends. He gets his release out of a glorified, whiny, pussy mitten, and you get to take a sneak peak of what it would be like to be his. 

It’s not like you’re gonna get more than that.

Naturally, this thought process circulates your mind a lot, its conclusion always left as a draft or with a conflicting thought. Listening to the pitter-patter against the glass pane, you reason with yourself while you send him a text and sink into the bed, thinking, “The aftercare is nice, plus things have gotten stressful lately.” 

All the inward bickering with yourself never lasts, because in the end, a full five minutes pass before three’s knocking on the door. With a heavy mind and body, you drag yourself to the anterior of the studio to unlock it. 

On the other end is a panting brunette, glasses skewed and hair disheveled. Beomgyu brings his hood down, leaves his keys on the shabby table up front, kicking his shoes off beside it. You step away from the door, with him trailing behind you meekly. No words are exchanged, contrast to the obnoxiously loud string of filth when the two of you hook up. Once you enter the bedroom, you immediately fall onto the bed, propping yourself up to the headboard. You study him expectantly, moving to your right and replacing your weight with his own. He scans the room, playing with the hem of your shirt. “You got new sheets.” He starts, voice soft and low while he rests into the junction between your neck and shoulder. “They’re really soft.” With a hum, you move to get on top of him, your legs entrapping him. Simultaneously, you set your weight down on him slowly, and he seals his eyes with a small jerk from his hips. “You really came over to talk about my sheets?” The brunette gives you a small smile, cocking his head to the side. “You seriously texted me just to do nothing?” The other returns, sitting up to meet your form. 

He latches his lips onto your neck, trailing it upwards to kiss the sharp of your jaw. “You’re assuming.” you comment, biting down on the inners of your bottom lip to fend off sound. “We used to hang out all the time before we started fucking.” He stops his kisses to peer at you, his mouth covered in sheen. “You texted me saying, ‘Wanna do it?’ I don’t think I was that far off from what you were planning.” You nod your head, lifting the ends of his shirt, bringing his face back into your neck. In turn, he brings his arms up the small of your back, caressing it before detaching himself once again. “You don’t have a bra on.” He says, like it’s some sort of otherworldly fact. Raising an eyebrow, you respond, “Well yeah, it’s my apartment. Nobody’s home and my top’s frilly enough to hide everything.” He nods, planting a swift peck on your lips, he gives you a bright-eyed smile. “It suits you.”

You don’t know if he’s teasing, or if this is part of the foreplay. You recall wearing the exact same top half a decade ago to see a movie with Beomgyu alone, loose and brand new with a skirt that sat right above the upper quartile of your thigh. You told yourself that it would be the day you confessed to him, or tried to get him to do something in the theater. Instead, he giggled at you, smoothening the sides of your frayed braids, telling you that you dressed silly and clean. You weren’t sure what he was implying about you, but the red hue that had painted on your cheeks that stayed throughout the whole run-time of the movie was enough to get you to quit wearing that top outdoors out of embarrassment. 

“What’s on your mind?” He asks, pushing the bunched up shirt around you, pulling it above your head. “Nothing” you mumble, yelping when he flips you, hovering above you as he begins to tug at the garter of your shorts. Lifting your ass, the other pulls at the fabric in one swoop. “Don’t get distracted and ignore me.” He pouts, hooking your underwear while the knuckle of his middle finger grazes over your core. “Couldn’t possibly forget,” you huff out, subtly lowering yourself onto his digit, “you’re too annoying—” Cutting yourself off with a gasp, his tongue replaces his finger, giving kitty licks over the cloth. “I’m so annoying I’ll have you screaming my name by the end of this.” He gloats in between breaths, left hand intertwined with yours as the right has its hold on the skin atop your pelvic bone, thumb rubbing circles and drawing patterns. You keep quiet, concentrating on suppressing your noises and grabbing the brunette’s hair. Pulling his face into you, he retracts, kissing the sides of your underwear. “Beomgyu,” you hiss, yanking his head up to study him. “Don’t be a prick.” The brunette gives you another pout, slowly bringing the garment to level with your knees. “But you’re cute when you’re squirming,” he pauses, trailing kisses up to your belly button. “You're also hot when you’re mean.” With a scoff, you shove his head away, and he returns to face your heat. His tongue prods at your entrance; you curse, grinding yourself onto it. “You’re impatient today,” he remarks, rubbing the apple of his cheek against your lower abdomen. “Stop playing around,” You bite back, grasping onto his hair to keep him in place, “you’re not usually this taunting.” Beomgyu sneers, pressing his nose on your clit. “Taunting you? Can’t I just want my baby to feel good?”

The term of endearment causes you to jolt against him. He chuckles, vibrations shooting up your body, draping an arm over your eyes. “Does my baby like it when I call her that?” He asks, to which you nod unconsciously, body writhing as your whines get pitchier. 

Beomgyu gets off on your praise, gets off on seeing just how much you need him. So it's obvious that his next course of action is to stop contact with you altogether, pulling himself back, smirk plastered on his face. “Say it.” He coos, frotting the fabric of his jeans over your bare cunt; the texture makes you writhe. “Say you like being called baby, and that you love it when I go down on you.” A sense of protecting your dignity washes over you. You turn away with your mouth shut as he moans over you. “Never.” 

The other picks up speed, and you clamp the back of your hand against your lips to prevent a whimper. Beomgyu shrugs, paying no mind to your stubbornness. “Guess I'll have to force it out of you.” 

He’s cocky now, but the more he rubs against you, the louder and sloppier he gets. “Don’t cum in your pants over dry humping me, Beomie.” You mock. In return he ends with one last slow grind. “Shut up.”

He relents, mouthing the opening of your core again and lapping it in circles—prying it open with his fingers, tongue moving to suck on the tip. Toes curling, you grip at the headboard as he eats you out. His hips buck at the sheets beneath him, ruining the cloth he was praising a few minutes ago. “I’m close,” you sputter, grip on his strands tightening with little regard for his breathing. 

Beomgyu—the brat that he is, halts the process once more, and you shoot him an annoyed look. “Are you serious right now? Do you not want me to cum?”

He purses his lips as if in thought, leaning to spread kisses over your clavicle. “Tell me that—” “You groan, throwing one of the smaller pillows at him. “Be for real. I’m not doing that shit.” The other pretends to sulk, hands working his way through your body and massaging your breasts. “Fine. Tell me what you want then, since my princess is so impatient and temperamental. You moan at the new nickname, and he doesn’t fail to notice. “I’ll call you all the names you want if you just tell me what you want.”

He’s back to teasing your entrance. Defeated, you tell him as fast as you can, “Need to cum, need you in me.”

Beomgyu tuts, shaking his head. “What’s the magic word?” 

“Now.” You hiss, glare sharp. All he does is smile, kissing you one last time. “Okay, only because you’re so cute and you need me.” You’re not given the time to act all snobbish about his words, thoughts cut off by the sudden moaning at your cunt, Beomgyu trying and succeeding at pushing all your buttons as he sends you to the edge. A long moan exits you as you ride your orgasm out on his face, seeing spots of white as your mind tingles in pleasure. 

The brunette kneels to undo his bottoms with your help, with you kissing the bands of the underwear and carved bone. “Like I said,” he sighs, hands on your shoulders to push you back into the mattress, “Impatient..”

He curses as the tip of his dick runs through the lips of your pussy, rutting it slowly. “You’re so hard,” you coo, cupping a cheek and working his dick to press on you, “You look like you haven’t fucked in—ever.” He whines at your ridicule—but it spurs him more, bucking his hips faster against you. 

Beomgyu’s lids are heavy and his jaw is slack, grunting. “Look at me,” You start, his eyes finding yours as he whimpers, “I thought you were proving just how much I needed you?”

He says nothing, staring at you intently. You ask, “What do you want?” He moans, grinds deeper and paces wider. “Need to fuck you so bad," you tilt your head, encouraging him to say more. 

“Please.” 

You give him the go ahead, and he wastes no time in sliding himself in, his desperation making him seem too excited and clingy. You let out a small laugh, though it’s not long before your prideful smirk is displaced by the other’s mouth. By your command, he thrusts swifter with more depth, moaning into your mouth. 

Your lips leave his, watching the line so spit snap, falling over his own, pink and swollen. “You look so pretty, my baby.”

It’s so confusing to you, intense in a way that it gets you going, yet also in a sense that it’s heartbreaking. You savor the moments he calls you his, even if it's only for a moment. 

“You’re so pretty,” he pants against your temples, short for breath. He clenches his eyes  closed, rolling his hips into you at a painfully slow pace. Your heels dig at the lower portion of his back, urging him to focus on fucking you fast and hard. Beomgyu on the other hand has a different idea in mind. He pulls back, detaching your arms from his, observing the shaft of his cock work its way into your sopping wet cunt. This whole scenario is obscene, dick outlining your stomach when he buries himself into you, pussy clamping on his member, the wet sounds paired with your cries get him off further. “Fuck, I’m close.” He groans, elbows back down near your sides while you cling yourself onto him once more. Thrusts hastier and needier than the last, he mutters something mindlessly—loud enough for you to hear.

“I love you.” 

Brows furrowing, you tuck your mouth behind your teeth. Desperately trying to ignore his whimpers and profanities, you find it difficult as he chants the phrase louder like a prayer. You feel the sting of tears building in your eye sockets. Chalking it up to overstimulation, you direct all your energy to hinder it, but you can’t multitask, the bruise forming on your lips finding a break as you squeeze your eyes shut. Soon enough you’re vocal, something in the middle of wailing and moaning. “Beomgyu,” you sob, yanking his tugging his head back to meet your gaze, “I’m—” Drool trickles down your chin; he swipes it away with his thumb, trailing it with quick open-mouthed kisses. “You’re so pretty.” He repeats, smudging your tears on the sides of your face. “Always pretty when you go dumb on my cock.” He moans, rhythm quivering and sights set on getting you to come one last time before chasing his own release. “I’m close, gonna fill you up.” His thrusts fasten in urgency, hissing when you scratch his back and scream his name, your back arching off the mattress. Your hips set its pace to his, and soon enough you come to the feeling of his own, hot and thick as lava against your walls while the both of you ride out your orgasm.

Regulating your breathing, you wipe your tears before he pulls his head up to gaze at you directly. He looks properly fucked out, but pulls out slowly with kisses across your face to distract you from the feeling, settling beside you instead of keeping on top of you. 

A slurry of emotions plague your mind all at once, an aftershock that feels like it hit the ground too fast, too soon. 

It’s overwhelming—not the good kind of overwhelming you should be feeling when someone tells you they love you, because you know Beomgyu didn't mean it like that. It’s overwhelming in a way that makes you want to gut and lobotomize yourself, cursing about the fact that  you’re feeling such mental and emotional torment over something so trivial.

Mind clearing up a little, you slide the thin duvet up your form; you sit up and clear your throat. “I think we should stop doing this.” You say slowly. The room is still, save for the heavy rain and whirs of the flimsy standing fan. His gaze frantically runs up your body, focusing alternating between your eyes and nothing in particular. His Adam's apple bobs vertically, yet all that comes out of his mouth is one word that teeters on a whisper. “What?” Locking your gaze with his own, you take a shaky breath, “People think we’re dating, Beomgyu. I don’t want this,” you gesture between the two of you, “whatever this is, to get in the way of me finding a potential relationship.” He sinks deeper into the mattress, Gaping at the ceiling. He asks, “Is this so bad?” View following his—you stare at the barren overhead, replying monotonously. “It is if I want to find a loving partner.” “I mean for people to think that we’re dating. Would that be the worst?” He interjects, the air from your lungs thinning out when you stutter. “Piss off.” 

He scoffs, sitting up to match your posture. “It’s not that big of a deal. You get horny, we have sex. That’s it.” You lower your head to shake it. “It is to me. You may not have a problem sticking your dick in anything that moves, but I want to feel wanted.” The bed creaks as he inches his body closer to yours. “Fuck you. I—” You lean back, widening the distance between the two of you. “Don’t start. This is different. I want a loving, meaningful relationship.” “That’s bullshit.”

Now it’s your turn to scoff. “Fuck you.” You spit, beyond aggravated. “You didn’t seem to have a problem with it these past months.” He retorts; you start clenching the plush blanket at your sides, knuckles turning white. After a few beats, you speak up again. “I think we should just be friends.” You watch him gnaw at the lower half of his lips, nodding his head. “Wait, Is it because I said that I love you?” He starts, “because, I don’t ‘love you’ love you. That was a heat-of-the moment, middle-of-sex ‘love you’.” 

You render yourself taciturn, silence thickening as time passes. You hold yourself back from saying words you know you wouldn’t be able to take back, Fixating on counting the droplets resting on the window. His hands sneak up and move your face to look at him, coaxing his forehead against yours after planting a delicate peck on the wrinkles.

“I don’t love you. Promise.” 

Beomgyu brushes his lips on the corners of your own, thumbing circles gently across your cheeks. “You have nothing to worry about.” 

His grasp on you has gone icy and numbing, matching the cool of the downpour as your mind tunes into its melancholic static. 

since this is a reup, i've decided to take the results from the deleted post, which was a landslide vote anyway. thank you to those who helped me reach 200+ notes and who reblogged, i would have lost this fic otherwise:)

thank you for reading! feedback, reblogs and tags appreciated♡

[universalitgirlsblog2]

💗🍥GOOD POSTURE💗🍥

💗As I mentioned in my last post , a good posture will make you look more confident , graceful and elegant.

🍥If your posture is poor, your muscles need to work harder to keep your upright. Some muscles will become tight and inflexible. Others will become inhibited. Poor posture can make your lungs less efficient, cause back pain and tension headaches. It can also influence your emotional state.

💗If you are sitting , your neck should be vertical , and shoulders should be relaxed. Your knees should be relaxed. However If your posture isn't great , REDESIGN your environment.

🍥If you have a good posture , you will feel and appear confident , be more energetic , boost your productivity, improved blood circulation and digestion and reduce back pain.

💗Dear peachie made a video on good posture, she said that you are not ugly , you just have a bad posture. I will summarize that video in this post .

🍥Good posture is not only beneficial for physical health but for your appearance and self - confidence too. It shows the world how you feel about yourself. It can enhance attractiveness and the aura we exude. Aura is the quality which makes you stand out in the crowd.

💗TYPES OF POOR POSTURE

(A) Foward head Posture

The head appeared to be positioned in front of the body. Working for a long time infront of the computer , having a bad posture while sitting or standing or reading a book with your head down for a long period of time. All of these can form forward head posture. This can easily cause your trapezium muscles to become larger , thickening your upper back and cause a hump on back of your neck . It can cause neck and shoulder pain too .

To know if you have forward head posture , take help from family and friends or take a picture of yourself when you are doing your usual activities. Observe the position of your ears , shoulders and waist. If these three points are not positioned in the straight line , chances are high that you are leaning forward.

(B ) Hunchback

It is caused by weak muscles in back which occur due to slouching , hunching while sitting infront of TV or carrying a heavy backpack. To know If you have a hunchback:

Stand against the wall

Look at the distance between the most concave space behind the neck and the wall

Less than 3- 5 cm is relatively mild.

If you can do this effortlessly , it means that hunchback issue is just a matter of poor habit.

Tilt your head up in order to keep it against the wall.

Spine alignment issue.

Seek professional medical advice.

( C) Rounded shoulders

Resting shoulder position that has moved forward from the body's ideal alignment . Any activity which causes to look down can cause slumped shoulders. To know you have rounded shoulders

Stand in a regular posture and let your arms hang by your side.

Thumbs are pointed in toward your body and your palms are facing backwards .

The correct position is that the thumb should be pointed forward with the palms facing to the sides of the body.

(D) PELVIC TILT

Direction that the pelvis is tilted towards in relation to the body. The common pelvic tilt is faced by the majority is anterior or posterior pelvic tilted.

To know that you have anterior pelvic tilt.

Pelvic is titled forward

Frequently seen in people who sit for prolonged periods of time or are inactive.

To know that you have posterior pelvic tilt .

Pelvic is tilted backward.

Caused by poor hip and back strength.

🍥CORRECT YOUR POSTURE

(A) Shoulder and neck area

You need to be extra mindful to correct your posture and slowly replace the poor postures with the good ones!

Keep your shoulders open. Anterior region of our elbow should position to point forward.

Elbow joint is rested at side of your waist

Anterior region of your elbow is positioned to face forward.

Forearm swings slightly while you walk.

To sit with correct posture

Fold your body forward and place your bottom to the far back of the chair.

Scoot yourself a little to the back to ensure that your bottom is touching the back of the chair .

Sit up with your back straight and your shoulders back.

Your back will be fully supported by the chair . You will be able to sit in this posture comfortably for longer hours.

( B ) Back

Keep your back straight to avoid slouching.

Head, torso and both legs lie on the same axis when viewed from the front.

Head , shoulders, pelvis and ankles should be aligned to one another.

Shoulder blades are lowered towards the center of the back , keeping your back tucked together.

Keep your chest open and contract your glutes slightly while keeping your back straight.

Keep your knees side by side .

Point your toes in the 12 o clock or 1 or 11 o clock direction.

💗BE MORE ELEGANT

Seol Hyun is known for her perfect posture. She exudes charm and confidence.

To walk elegantly:

Raise one of your feet to take first step.

Your legs form one triangle shape.

Imagine yourself walking on a straight line , you walk with keeping your knees close to each other.

Kick the other leg out forward , keep yourself walking on a straight line .

Make sure the gap between your knees is close to each other.

Put your foot infront of other and place your foot to the ground .

Ensure both legs are straightened.

The front leg is extended, while the hind leg is pinned firmly to the ground.

Raise your leg and repeat the same steps again.

To walk stairs elegantly

Keep your upper body upright .

Step on the next staircase by focusing the weight on your toes.

After the front foot is stepped on the staircase and completely straighten out , take the next step.

To walk down stairs elegantly

Don't lower your head , instead lower your eyes to check on the placement of eyes.

Make sure you keep your back straight and extend your leg that will land on the next stairwell.

Dear peachie good posture video link- click me

🍥TIPS BY SONG JIA TO GET GOOD POSTURE

💗EXERCISES TO GET A GOOD POSTURE

You can do these exercises by Emi Wong to get a good posture.

I hope this post helped you !

[ppnuggiexxx]

-> smut || transformers mtmte

• character :: trailcutter

• contains :: character receiving , oral , fem reader , valve + spike ,, afab reader ,, mention of hair but length not mentioned ,, minors dni

      big smile upon his face ,, the dark mech chuckled as his digits reached out to ruffle your hair. you casted a soft smile to him ,, placing a kiss to his chasis ,, and working your way down slowly. making small detours to kiss at some wiring along the seams of his arms ,, and towards his waist. his biolights glowed against your skin ,, painting you in red. his visor shined bright ,, smile wide as he stared you down.

      you placed a kiss against his biolights ,, slowly working your way down to his interface panel where another kiss was placed. it slowly retracted ,, revealing his hardened spike ,, twitching softly at your touches against the base.

      pre-transfluid leaked from the tip ,, glowing in the darkened room. your tongue poked out ,, licking from the base and up to the tip ,, lapping up the transfluid. trailcutter groaned ,, intake slightly open as he watched you. your tongue made its way around his spike ,, reaching spots other cybertronians wouldnt.

      a small gasp came from him ,, the moment your lips wrapped around his tip and started to suck. his dentae bit at his derma ,, doing little to help with his moans. your tongue playing with the hole in his tip ,, feeling it twitch within your mouth.

      your hands occupied themselves by grasping at the rest of his spike ,, rubbing up and down his length. his servo found itself around your head ,, holding you close as you sucked him off. his other interface panel slowly retracted ,, no longer able to hold himself back as his wet valve came to view.

      one of your hands moved to tease at the mesh folds ,, soaking your fingers with his transfluid. your fingers started to dip within his valve ,, feeling his walls squeeze around them. trailcutter huffed ,, intake wide open as you released his tip and trailed kisses down his spike.

      your lips came to contact with his anterior node ,, licking at it before placing a kiss. your other hand was still preoccupied with his spike ,, rubbing it as your other hand dipped out of his valve ,, soon replacing it with your tongue. you could taste his transfluid on your tongue ,, quite the bizarre taste. almost sweet yet somewhat salty ,, the tang of metal evident. with your free hand ,, you teased at his node ,, rubbing it with the transfluid left on your fingers.

      " hah ,, " he moaned ,, hips pressing against your face as you continued. his visor started to dim ,, moans carrying through the air as his hips bucked against you. your tongue pulled out and quickly lapped at his node ,, lips pressing and sucking against it as his moans trembled ,, body starting to heave as he soon overloaded. transfluid spurted from his spike ,, painting his waist and chasis in pink ,, whilst his valve squeezed around nothing ,, spasming as transfluid leaked out.

      you licked at his spike ,, letting the mech calm down as you cleaned him up. his visor was off ,, before the light slowly came back. he huffed through his nose ,, chasis heaving as he looked down at you. still ,, he had that big smile upon his face.

[valkyrie-kun]

i am finishing med school next year, and here are the residencies i would give to atla characters:

aang: definitely something that needs patience and/or insane mental stamina and also is rewarding. pediatrics (gentle soul, both children and parents adore him) or psychiatry (therapy more specifically, not just drug prescribing by the book, because he would make people feel better by making them ✨️feel things✨️ and give them resources to deal with their lives and trauma)

katara: gynecology. she has some experience in aiding childbirth canonically and i just find her being very much interested in women's health and healing (and she has all the right spirits because all these examinations are not comfortable, and i can see her putting everyone at ease with her attitude)

sokka: finished med school. felt meh about mostly everything (he knew he should have went for an engineering school six years ago) joins pharmaceutical company, sells medicine, makes friends with all the other doctors and talks to them f o r e v e r while promoting the new revolutionary drug for BPH, people in the waiting room get pissed for him taking much of their time. later gets involved with drug development, and puts his stem knowledge to use in a way he likes it.

zuko: surgery. the easiest of the gaang. preferably trauma surgery. loves it, cauterization (duh) is the most fun part for him. wears a smart watch that shows his blood pressure go to 180/100 while hammering someone's hip replacement (routine procedure). smokes X packs a day. the textbook personality of a surgeon canonically. once he becomes a parent slows down a bit and passes a night shift to someone else every once in a while

toph: is the one getting passed nightshifts. zuko's collegue, one of the best, tells all men in the operating room to go back to their childhood homes (euphemism). top expert, despite odds not being at her favor when she was born, she senses everything as good (if not better) as someone without an impaired eyesight. takes risks, but knows when is the time to stitch up ("where is liver lily number 2" one of the residents) and call ot quits for now. probably also works for her to be a cardio-thoracic surgeon, idek why.

suki: i think physical medicine/rehabilitation but i see her more in a management position, i think she would handle manageing multiple projects and finances of the department quite well. is very patient and effective with both patients and co-workers. ty lee fits here as well, though not strictly as a leader.

mai: something very clean and logical. ophtalmology, likes the physics of it and likes that it is complex despite being tiny. dabbles in anterior eye segment. smooth operator when in operating room. does botox to both herself and clients on the side

for others inspo is pending.

[annabelle-creart]

TF KINKTOBER DAY #13: Beastformers || Tentacles

CW: Valve play in general

Ship: MegaSound

Au: Adventure Bots (mostly inspired on G1, Prime and D&D)

"Hm... Soundwave" Megatron murmured low on Soundwave´s audial, who searched for Meg´s neck "someone can hear us"

"That usually doesn´t disturb you" Soundwave replied also low, not leaving Meg´s neck but getting more attached to it like a vampire

"That was before finding the walls are thicker than I thought"

Meg at first just chuckled when Tune stopped suddenly, looking at him while getting his glasses off

"Heatwave, right?"

Meg again chuckled, which confirmed Tune´s question, Tune rested their head on Meg´s shoulder while sighing in frustration, then, they thought on something

Soundwave pushed Megatron aside and jump above him to reach the night desk, opened a drawer and searched for...

"Nice aft, Tune"

"Don´t start yet" Soundwave reached the brush and the bottle, deep brilliant blue with pink sparkles when moved, but almost fell when Megatron took Soundwave from the hip and carried them, scaring them a bit "You´re lucky this was closed!"

"Lucky?? I would be luckier with it over all of you" Meg said with picardy, licking Tune´s side, from it, a cable with little claws as fingers got out and took Meg's mouth, at the same time, Soundwave got out of his arms to reach the wall and opened the bottle with their free cable to start painting above an old rune that seemed dry on the stone, feeling the cable being touched and pull, and ignoring it was hard, at least to finish the rune

Meanwhile, Meg kissed it, touched it and caressed it, giving a type of tickle Soundwave hated on this type of moments

"I'm doing something!"

"Me too" but Meg was as serious as a playful puppy, caressing more the cable until Soundwave started to move it far from him, but Meg was pulling it again to him "I haven't finished yet!" Meg begged

"But it is not okay that you start without me" but Soundwave wasn't looking and was trying to ignore the feeling so much and didn't figured out when Meg hugged him from behind, burying his head on the neck of his partner "you're such a crybaby- can't you wait?"

"No" and indeed, he couldn't, passing his fingers through- wait a minute- since when Soundwave's valve was open?

"Just some seconds!" But Meg ignored his beg, making Soundwave try to close his legs but Meg was stronger "almost" Soundwave prefered to get his processor on finishing the rune, finally giving it the last touch and activating it with a flourish wave of servo "done!"

And as a magic word, Meg carried again Tune from the hip, barely letting them put the paint and brush again on the night desk and throwing them against the berth

"What's wrong with you?!"

"A lot, actually"

"This are the kind of thing that make me ask why I conjuxes you"

"And yet, here we are" Meg's voice was deep and low, which was Tune's favorite tone, he wouldn't never admit it, but that type of tune made him feel like bigger and stronger, dominant

"You have a point" but Tune's always managed to make Meg tremble, assalting him with kisses on all mouth, cheeks and neck while the servos and cables travelled all across the frame, until the point Meg got to distracted that Tune perfectly directed him under them

Meg felt a curious tickle on his crotch, getting closer to his node with tiny and soft movement, but Meg already felt one servo on his and the other on the berth, what was what teased his valve? Again, a little movement tickled, he was starting to like this strange name, still on Tune's mouth, only let himself enjoy, with each kiss, the tickle pressed more his valve and went quicker, like a massage done with a needle... wait, a needle? Despite the cold, sharp thing Meg felt on his anterior node, he finally understood, Tune had two more arms to do with him what they pleased

Tune retired their mouth from Meg, replacing it with a cable and getting it on Meg's mouth, which as before, Meg recieved by licking and kissing, Tune felt the feeling both strange and pleasurable, fantasizing that was the spike they didn't have, inserting the cable a bit deeper to fulfill more the fantasy, Tune's valve became wet only of think of it, still stimulationg Meg's valve with their other cable

Meg was letting out some lubricant too, which Tune, using on favor, took some with a claw of their cable and kept stimulating him, also rubbing slowly their own node above Meg, who was trying to get some hard breathing out of his system but the cable didn't let him, Tune got it out of his mouth, but didn't desist on the node, finally hearing the sighs and deep moans their partner had to offer. Speeding it slowly, Tune finally felt Meg was enough wet to fulfill this strange fantasy both were thinking for a while, with care, the claws of the cable played just before the entrance, like preparing the bot for the next movement, which Meg replied with a murmur that maybe was a yes

Tune inserted slowly the cable, feeling the lubricant slips, almost at the same time, inserted the other again on Meg's mouth both slowly, at the same speed, started to move, simultaneously, pushing a bit inside and retracting to outside

To have a cable on his mouth was like feeling a spike for Meg, the push was the same, just like the size, but what made it better was how deep could it go, same happened on the valve, which always managed to hit the right spot to make Meg feel just what he wanted, Tune rubbed their node on Meg at the same speed the cables pushed and retracted, making Meg sigh deeply but silently, rolling his optics back for the pleasure and opening more his legs to let pass as much as he could carry

Finally, the wait gave what promised, Meg already was feeling him contract on Tune, the crotch, the throat and his chasis, all felt like contracting, hot and desireble, wanting more, he let out some hanged gasps, while Tune was also splitting their own lubricant on Meg, it was also hot, and that excited Meg more

A wave of pleasure got them almost at the same time, making the cable stop alongside the sucks and the rubs on exahustation

Tune got their cables out of Meg and layed at his side, tasting the ozone in the air, none of them said a thing, but got closer and cuddled a bit, relaxing at the warm frame of the other

[scientia-rex]

I’m in my early thirties and I suddenly developed knee problems so now I have a referral to an orthopedist. Would you be able to tell me some red flags (or good signs!) in orthopedists that I should look out for? (I’m very wary because I’ve been treated badly by medical professionals before but I’ve never had to go to one for chronic pain, and I know from disabled friends that that’s often even worse.) Thank you!!!

Oh LORD. Orthopedists are special bc they and Cardiology are always fighting for “highest paid doctors” and they all end up being Republican but with like weird Libertarian vibes. Like they seem disproportionately into Bitcoin. So don’t talk politics with them AT ALL but I would say one red flag is if they only do posterior approach hip replacements. Anterior approach spares muscle to a degree where I think it’s really worth offering and knowing how to do, though I do know perfectly good surgeons who don’t do it. Bad vibes are also real. Good surgeons aren’t always good communicators but good communicators are often that way because they understand the anatomy and their rationale better.

Oddly enough, I also don’t think having like star athlete patients is the recommendation you might think it is. I knew who a guy who made a big deal about how a particular nationally known athlete had him do their knee and uhhhhhh he was dumb as a post. So. I guess good word of mouth and explanations.

And if anybody ever wants to “clean out” the cartilage in your knee, that’s not really the standard of care anymore because unless they’re literally removing or sewing down like a giant flap of meniscus they’re probably just accelerating arthritis.

[rawmeknockout]

i hate getaway with a passion. but i KNOW that dick is GOOD. there has to be a reason why he was one of the hottest mechs aboard (according to jro anyway) sooo uh. reader rly enjoying that nasty spike?

It’s hard doing clerical work all day. It’s a cushy job most of the time, the benefits are good enough, and your skill set is perfect for it. But the mechs are the most infuriating, frustrating, unpredictable part of it. The part that you can’t just push off until later or snap at. You would rather take your chances back sassing Ultra Magnus than any of the volatile mecha onboard the Lost Light.

The worst of them all: Getaway.

You can’t really put your digit on why he’s the worst. He’s charming and funny most of the time, he proclaims to hold Autobot values very close, and he’s well-liked. But in your experience, he can also be passive-aggressive and pushy. It’s not that he strong-arms you into anything, but… You’ve certainly learned he won’t take no for an answer. Even though you try to be as friendly and accommodating as possible, sometimes you just don’t have the solution crew members are looking for. No matter how many appeals they file.

You get the feeling Getaway thinks he can charm his way into anything if he tries hard enough. Maybe he thinks other mechs’ minds are just a lock that needs particular picking. Maybe he’s just not used to being told no. Either way, you don’t know how you gave him the impression you would want to sleep with him, but when he offers to bend you over your own desk for a hard frag…

It’s hard to say no when you’re forced to watch the most handsome mechs you’ve ever seen walk around the ship like their frames aren’t optic candy. So many handsome mechs and you’re so sure that your (unofficial) position as Magnus’ assistant makes all of them off limits. One bad decision in your tenure can’t be firing worthy.

Getaway’s thrusts shudder and jolt the precious silly novelty items on your desk, scattering your neat stack of datapads. If you had taken a moment to think through your decision, you would’ve put all your items away into your desk. That stupid Rodimus-shaped rubber duck (a present from the mech himself) topples to the floor with a mournful quack. You catch the barely stifled chuckle from Getaway, but you don’t think it’s very funny. You like that duck.

Offlining your optics, you focus on his spike inside you. It’s an agonizingly perfect fit, fucking into that soft spot inside your valve that’s somehow so difficult to find with digits alone. You meant to buy a false spike ages ago, but it slips your processor every time. It doesn’t help that your habsuite is smack dab in the middle of the hotspot for battles whenever there’s rogue Decepticons, or sparkeaters, or evil sentient plants that come out of a rift in reality that Brainstorm created. Using Getaway’s spike would be a much nicer, cheaper replacement for relief. Assuming he doesn’t make you buy him a drink first. Swerve’s prices haven’t gotten any cheaper.

Even though he’s clearly just as cocky about how he fucks as he is at his most renowned skill, Getaway certainly has a reason to be. Two of his slender digits press firm circles into your anterior node, completely neglecting your dripping spike, as he fills your valve. You’re entirely focused on humping his circling digits, the added pressure of having him inside you just pushes you closer to overload. His thrusts deep and rapid. It’s difficult to voice it, in fact you would rather die than say it, but you want him to keep fucking you through your overload. Into however many subsequent overloads he would deign to give you, toppling through them like dominos. The bite of your own desk against your hip plates, your servos clutching desperately at the edges, knowing a mech could walk in and see you, it’s a euphoria you want to clutch onto. You want Getaway to wear you down with the pleasure, use your valve until his transfluid drips down your thigh plating.

Clerical work is so thankless, all you want is one good night cycle to get you through it.

[hersaladdeer]

Chapter 6 - Connection

Contains some spicy points. Part of an ongoing prohero Shoji x OC series.

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Shoji hadn't been to see many doctors in his lifetime. Occasionally following an injury he'd find himself sitting in the hospital for some stitches, or to get a bone pushed back into it's socket. 

Had he known that doctors were dark haired gorgeous creatures who insisted on examining his arms with admiration and curiosity in their green eyes, he may have considered going on a more regular basis. 

“You have an overdeveloped supraspinatus tendon in your anterior and posterior appendages which helps your shoulders compensate for the full range of motion.” The woman was currently seated in his lap, feeling the end of his shoulder while slowly lifting and lowering one of his arms, a look of understanding spreading across her face. It was quickly replaced by a smile as she turned to meet his eyes. “That's really neat!” She added, turning her attention to gently feel around the muscle one more time.

“Do you have to do a lot of stretching?” Chikoe asked, gently pushing his front most set of arms back, and watching the motion in his shoulder closely. 

“I have to. My flexibility is as important as my strength.” Shoji was fairly sure he managed to keep his voice level, being mindful of his breathing. He didn't want to distract her with the growing need within him. He had wanted to let her examine his shoulders… he hadn't planned for her to crawl into his lap, wiggling around while looking intensely and feeling his arms with their strangely soft hands. That caused his mind to drift elsewhere, into the pile of filthy things he'd wanted to do with her the night they spent together. 

His instincts said to wrap his arms around her, to pull her into him. But he had come over to let her do her work. Not being able to touch her was torturous. 

“Thank you.” She finally said, her voices quieter. Shoji kept silent, his brain primarily focused on not giving into the wants of his body. “I’m sure this wasn't easy for you.” She was right, Shoji realised, but not for the reason she thought. “I know the medical community hasn't always treated heteromorphs the best. It's an area where growth is needed.”

“Why’d you decide to get into this speciality?” He asked, grateful for his brain for coming up with the question. If she was talking, she might not notice how rigid he'd gone beneath her. 

Chikoe sighed. “It's a long story.” She looked at the man before her, moving her hands to his abdomen and straightening her back. 

“Why don't we do this.” She proposed, slowly sliding her hands up his well muscled chest. Shoji tried not to breathe too deeply, not wanting to interrupt the motion. “I answer one, you answer one.” She proposed, the rule naively simple. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and his arms instinctively went to return the gesture around her waist. 

“If I like your answers, you can touch me.” Shoji froze, his arms slowly retreating. 

“That's mean.” He said simply, but listened to her rule. Chikoe giggled, a noise that Shoji wanted to commit to memory. “It's a reward. Or, I can stop touching you.” She went to pull her hands away before Shoji quickly interjected “I won't touch you.”

Chikoe smiled while she moved her hips closer to his, pushing him into the couch. He was sure she could feel the bulge through his pants, but she didn't say anything about it. She grabbed the end of her braid and began to undo it, her long darks locks coming out slightly crinkled from being contained for so long. 

“Kami…. Wasn’t treated well in our village. I just pretended to be mute, so only my immediate family knew about this.” She gestured to her throat, currently wrapped in a blue cloth. “When we were kids, one of the elders in the village cut Kami's tail off.” Shoji looked at her, startled. Kami hadn't had a tail when they'd met. “The only way the medics knew how to treat it was to fully cauterise the wound. If they'd been trained, they would have put his tail on ice and been able to reattach it. His balance never really recovered after that.” Chikoe shook her head, her long locks now flowing freely around her shoulder. Shoji wanted to run his fingers through it, but resisted the urge. 

“I think about that. It's… Hard. I got into the field because I wanted to help people in those same situations. And to help other doctors understand how to treat patients with different anatomies. But I don't know if Kami would have wanted his tail reattached. He blended in better after it was taken from him.” She shrugged, but Shoji could tell the thought bothered her.

“My turn. Do you really not do… This.” Chikoe ground her hips against his, and Shoji couldn't stop the moan it ripped from his throat. “Or do you tell all the girls that?”

Shoji shook his head from side to side, the instinct to hold her becoming more difficult to silence. He flexed his hands. “No. I'm not…. Attractive to most. Not everyone finds the extra arms as fascinating as you do.” Chikoe’s hands had started to trace their way down his pecs. Shoji swallowed a moan before continuing. “The few people I've been involved with didn't stay after they saw my face.” It was Chikoes turn to look startled. Her movement stilled, much to Shoji's anguish. He still wore his mask, the lights that remained on in her apartment providing an inhibition that wasn't present on their first night together. He didn't want to scare her off. Feeling the scars across his face was one thing, but seeing them was another. 

“Fuck them.” Chikoe said, her brow furrowed. “Their loss.” She added as she shook her head, running her hands through his hair as she somehow seated further into him. His breath hitched, and a teasing smile found it's way onto her face. 

“Where did you go after you left your last job?” Shoji remembered the conflict between her and Aya, and his brain had wrung a question from it. Chikoe tilted her head, as if trying to figure out why he was asking. 

“I stayed in a hotel for a month. Kami was on tour, I wasn't going back to the hospital, and I… Didn’t have anywhere else to go. I have friends, but I didn't want to talk about what had happened. I somehow thought it was my fault, like if I had somehow been better he wouldn't have cheated.” Chikoe frowned, looking away from him. “I cried. A lot. I slept a lot. I really thought about what I'd been chasing and why, and I came out the other side better for it.” Chikoe hadn't moved the entire time she'd been talking.

“Should I feel bad that you're asking such personal questions and I lead with wondering if you're a fuck boy?” Shoji raised an eyebrow at her. 

“... Is that your question?”

Chikoe smiled, nodding. 

“I'm trying to show that I'm not just here because you're gorgeous. I want to get to know you. But you make thinking of good questions difficult.” Shoji looked down at her thighs and how they were placed on either side of him as if to emphasise his point. “And I think given what you're coming from with your ex, wondering if I'm a Fuckboy is reasonable. But despite your opinion I’m not everyone's type.”

Chikoe looked at him, before grabbing one of his hands with hers. He gave it a light squeeze, smiling at her beneath his mask. “Your turn.” She dropped his hand to stretch her arms above her head, the early hour beginning to take it’s toll, and he couldn't help but notice her nipples beneath her shirt. To remember how soft her breasts had been I'm his palms-

“If you don't stop staring at my chest, I'm not going to let you touch me. I'll just put on a show for you to watch.” Shoji lifted an eyebrow, unsure of what she meant. Chikoe took that as an invitation and removed her top, her breasts now on display for him. Her hair was pulled forward, contrasting her pale skin and Shoji couldn't help but marvel at her beauty. 

“Can I trust you to abide by the no touching agreement, Shoji?” Her voices broke through the fog of his brain. 

“Mezo.” He corrected her instantly. “And yes, you can trust me not to touch you until you say so. If you say so.” Shoji quickly amended, trying not to be presumptuous. “We can keep playing-”

Chikoe had begun massaging her breasts while seated in his lap, her head slowly rolling back as her fingers edged towards her nipples. While her dark hair obscured some of what she was doing, it was clear she was enjoying her own touch. Shoji felt his cock twitch at the sight before him. For a moment, he felt a twinge of shame at how quickly they were moving, but the feeling was quickly overpowered by the need that quickly arose.

The need to kiss her. To use his many appendages to truly worship her breasts, her thighs, to put a hand through her hair while he thrust into her from behind - 

Shoji took a shaky breath as he attempted to redirect his thoughts, the noise not escaping Chikoes notice. “Sorry, do you not like this?” She asked in a teasing voice. “I could've sworn you did. Must've been my mistake.” Her hands slowed, and Shoji quickly interjected. “I did. I mean I do. I just don't want you to think I'm just here because I want fuck you.” Shoji had always valued himself as a gentleman, but one could only hold it together for so long. And no gentleman was as hard as he currently was. 

“So this-” Chikoe’s hands started moving again, this time one of her hands pinching her left nipple. She sucked in a sharp breath as her hips moved of their own accord against his length. He instinctively went to reach for her, to pull her along his length again, but his arms only twitched before he caught himself. He took a steadying breath. “This doesn't bother you?” She finished her question as her other hand started sinking lower along her abdomen. 

“No. Quite the opposite. I'm enjoying watching you enjoy yourself.” It was the truth. A slight blush had crept onto her cheeks at his words. She stood, quickly stripping off her shorts before taking her seat again. Shoji, obediently, did not reach for the naked woman seated on his lap. He found himself staring at her form - the dim light of their first meeting had not done her justice. He wanted to feel her hips, her waist, wanted to run many tongues along her body. She had gotten rid of the scarf covering her neck. In the light, he could see that the mark was ragged, as if it had taken many cuts to complete its winding path across her neck. It hadn't been a clean cut, he realized, and couldn't help but wonder what had caused it. 

Shoji realised he was staring at her scar when Chikoe stopped moving. Her hand quickly went to her throat, as if to cover the scar from view, and he felt her mood shift. Where a moment ago she had exuded confidence, she now seemed shy. And hurt. 

“I can put it back on.” Chikoe offered, reaching down to grab the blue garmet.

“I can't think of a single thing that would bring me more displeasure. You're gorgeous just as you are.” The irony of his words were not lost on him. He sighed, steeling himself before removing his mask. An impulsive move, he realised, but the only one that felt right. 

Chikoe’s eyes softened. Gently, she reached out a hand to touch his scarred lip. “This won't scare me away. Or this.” She continued as one hand reached around to feel the back of his neck. “But does this scare you?” She gently took one of his hands in hers, and placed it so that his fingertips were brushing the scar that adorned her neck. 

It was raised, the texture unexpected against the ends of his fingers.”You can touch my neck.” The hesitation he felt dissipated at her words. She let go of his hand, allowing Shoji to explore at his leisure. 

Running the pad of his thumb down the width of the scar, Shoji felt smaller, pin-sized scars along the top and bottom. She had needed stitches after the cuts had been made. 

“No. This doesn't scare me.” He smiled, shaking his head. 

“Would your opinion change if I told you I did it to myself?” Chikoe’s voice whispered, her eyes guarded as he looked up at her.

“Jokes on me, I kept the voice and ended up with an ugly scar to add to it.” She seemed to shake herself from the daze she was in. Shoji used one of his dupliarms to press a kiss to the scar. “Don't call yourself ugly.” The mouth whispered against her neck. “You're many things, but you're not ugly.” 

“No.” Shoji didn't hesitate to answer. Once he'd gotten a closer look at the scar that adorned her neck, he'd considered the possibility that it was self-inflicted. “I understand how it can feel to want to change who you are. I just hope you know that there is nothing wrong with who you are.” Chikoe’s eyes had taken on a glassy appearance. 

Chikoe jumped at the sound of her phone alarm. Picking it up, she scoffed at the time before silencing the interrupting electronic. 

“It's six.” Chikoe sighed, shaking her head. “I have to get ready for work.” Shoji nodded, accepting that he'd be going into work on no sleep. Despite the long day he saw ahead, a smile painted his lips. 

“Do you want to pick this back up tonight?” He asked, watching the woman before him snatch up her clothes, seemingly annoyed at the audacity of her phone to interrupt the pair. 

“Needy man, aren't you?” She teased, snatching a stray sock off the coffee table. 

“I meant the conversation. But other things are welcome.” Shoji smirked at the blush that crept across her face. She cleared her throat before beginning to put her dark hair back into it's thick braid. 

“I don't know what time I'll be done.” Chikoe confessed, a frown across her lips. “With Aya enacting her revenge, it could be the middle of the night.” 

“Call me.” He said simply, using an extra appendage to pull his mask back on. 

“Mezo,” Shoji smiled at the use of his name as Chikoe continued on. “I can't keep calling you over at 3am.”

“You can.” He used a duplimouth to press a kiss to her neck - the only place he'd been given permission to touch. “I'd be disappointed if you didn't. I've got to get going too, but don't feel guilty for calling me. I'll take whatever spare moments you have gratefully.” 

Shoji stood, making his way over to the door. “....And I wouldn't call this hideous. Just obnoxious.” He added, using a duplieye to get a close look at the color that was painted across the entryway.

“You have poor taste, then.” Shoji simply lifted an eyebrow at her over his shoulder, shaking his head before pulling the door open. 

“I want you to think about that accusation carefully.” One of his duplimouths called over his shoulder before closing the door.

I couldn't decide, so I figured why not a bit of both? Link to chapter navigation.

[drnarayanhulse]

Advanced Training On Robotic Direct Anterior Approach (DAA) For Mako Robotic Total Hip Replacement

After his initial training on Direct Anterior Approach (DAA) in Robotic Total Hip Replacement from Portsmouth, US, Dr. Narayan Hulse has undergone an Advanced Training On Robotic Direct Anterior Approach (DAA) For Mako Robotic Total Hip Replacement from Dr. Sean D Toomey MD, Seattle, US. Dr. Toomey is one of the pioneers in adopting DAA for THRs in the world.

It is significant to note that Dr. Narayan Hulse is the first surgeon in India to perform Robotic Total Hip Replacement using Direct Anterior Approach (DAA).

[wellnesswisehealthcare]

PRP Treatment for Knee in Thane

Revolutionize Your Knee Pain Relief with PRP Treatment in Thane

If knee pain is affecting your daily life, consider PRP treatment for knee in Thane (Platelet-Rich Plasma) therapy as a groundbreaking solution. This innovative treatment leverages your own body’s healing properties to reduce pain, inflammation, and promote tissue repair. PRP therapy is a natural, non-invasive option that is gaining popularity in Thane as an alternative to surgery.

For Knee Replacement Surgery in Thane, he utilizes the Subvastus approach, which minimizes muscle damage, resulting in quicker recovery and less post-operative pain. Additionally, he performs Hip Replacement Surgery using the Direct Anterior Approach, a technique that allows for faster healing and improved mobility.

Dr. Arora’s expertise in minimally invasive procedures offers multiple benefits, including reduced hospital stays, minimal scarring, and faster return to daily activities. Patients seeking relief from joint pain can trust his skill and innovative methods for effective treatment and long-term results.

What is PRP Therapy for Knee Pain?

PRP therapy for knee pain in Thane for knee pain involves extracting a small amount of your blood, concentrating the platelets, and injecting the platelet-rich plasma into the affected knee joint. These platelets release growth factors that accelerate the healing of tissues, providing relief from pain and improving joint function.

Key Advantages of PRP Therapy:

Natural Healing: Uses your body’s own cells to promote recovery.

Minimal Side Effects: Fewer side effects than traditional medications or surgery.

Outpatient Procedure: Quick, convenient, and requires no hospitalization.

Why Choose PRP Treatment for Knee Pain?

Patients in Thane turn to PRP therapy for various reasons:

Non-invasive: Unlike surgery, PRP therapy is a minimally invasive procedure.

Effective for Multiple Knee Conditions: From osteoarthritis to ligament injuries, PRP for knee pain in Thane can help.

Delays Surgery: Many patients are searching for ways on how to prolong knee replacement surgery in Thane, and PRP offers a promising solution by enhancing joint health.

How Does PRP Treatment Work?

The PRP injection for knee pain in Thane process is straightforward and effective:

Blood Draw: A small blood sample is taken from your arm.

Processing: The blood is processed in a centrifuge to isolate and concentrate the platelets.

Injection: The platelet-rich plasma is injected into the knee joint under ultrasound guidance for precise placement.

This quick procedure usually takes 60 to 90 minutes and has minimal downtime.

Ideal Candidates for PRP Treatment

PRP therapy is ideal for:

Individuals with mild to moderate knee osteoarthritis.

Those suffering from knee tendonitis, meniscus tears, or ligament injuries.

People who wish to avoid surgery or delay knee replacement surgery in Thane..

A consultation with a specialist will help determine if PRP therapy is the right treatment for you.

Benefits of PRP Therapy for Knee Pain

The benefits of PRP therapy for knee pain in Thane for knee pain in Thane include:

Reduces Inflammation: Helps to decrease inflammation naturally.

Promotes Cartilage Repair: Stimulates healing of damaged tissues and cartilage.

Pain Relief: Offers long-term relief without the need for pain medications.

Effectiveness of PRP for Knee Pain

Studies show that PRP for knee pain in Thane can significantly reduce pain and improve knee function. Most patients start feeling relief within a few weeks, with full benefits evident after several months.

Potential Side Effects and Risks

While PRP injection for knee pain in Thane is generally safe, some patients may experience:

Mild swelling or discomfort at the injection site.

Temporary stiffness or pain.

Rarely, there could be infection or allergic reactions.

Choosing an experienced clinic helps minimize these risks.

PRP Therapy vs. Knee Surgery

PRP therapy offers a non-surgical alternative to traditional knee treatments:

No Hospitalization: The procedure is performed on an outpatient basis.

Cost-Effective: PRP therapy is more affordable compared to knee replacement surgery.

Quick Recovery: Most patients experience a quicker recovery with PRP therapy compared to surgery.

Cost of PRP Treatment

In Thane, cost of PRP treatment for knee in Thane typically costs between ₹30,000 to ₹35,000. This is an affordable option compared to knee replacement surgery and offers great value with its non-hospitalization requirement. Costs may vary based on the number of sessions required and the expertise of the specialist.

Preparing for Your PRP Treatment

To optimize results from PRP therapy:

Before Treatment: Avoid anti-inflammatory medications for at least one week.

After Treatment: Rest your knee for a few days and follow your doctor’s advice on physical activity.

Stay hydrated and consume a balanced diet to support healing.

Is Hospitalization Necessary for PRP Treatment?

No, PRP treatment in knee in Thane is an outpatient procedure, meaning no hospitalization is required. You can return home on the same day.

Why Choose Arora Clinic for PRP Treatment?

Arora Clinic in Thane, led by Dr. Bakul Arora, offers expert PRP treatment for knee pain in Thane. Dr. Arora specializes in minimally invasive techniques and robotic joint replacement, offering personalized treatment that ensures faster recovery and long-lasting results. The clinic is equipped with state-of-the-art facilities, and Dr. Arora’s patient-first approach ensures comprehensive care.

Book Your Consultation Today

PRP treatment for knee in Thane offers a non-surgical solution to help alleviate pain, promote healing, and delay the need for knee replacement surgery. If you’re seeking an effective, natural treatment for knee pain, consider consulting with a specialist in Thane.

Contact us to schedule your consultation and learn if PRP treatment for knee near me is the right solution for you.

Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)What is PRP treatment for knee pain? PRP (Platelet-Rich Plasma) therapy involves using your blood’s platelets to promote healing in the knee joint, reducing pain and inflammation.

How does PRP therapy work for knee pain? PRP injections deliver concentrated platelets into the knee, releasing growth factors that repair damaged tissues and reduce inflammation.

Who is a good candidate for PRP treatment? Ideal candidates include those with mild to moderate knee osteoarthritis, tendonitis, or ligament injuries who wish to avoid surgery.

Is PRP treatment for knee pain in Thane painful? The procedure is generally well-tolerated with minimal discomfort. Most patients report only mild soreness at the injection site.

How much does PRP treatment cost in Thane? The cost ranges from ₹30,000 to ₹35,000 per session. No hospitalization is needed, making it a convenient option.

How long does it take to recover after PRP therapy? Recovery is usually quick, with most patients resuming normal activities within a few days. However, full benefits may take weeks to appear.

Can PRP delay the need for knee replacement surgery? Yes, PRP therapy can help improve joint health and alleviate pain, potentially delaying the need for knee replacement surgery.

Are there any side effects of PRP knee treatment? Side effects are rare but may include mild swelling or soreness at the injection site, which typically resolves within a few days.

How many PRP sessions are needed for knee pain? Most patients require 1 to 3 sessions, depending on the severity of the condition. Your doctor will recommend a personalized treatment plan.

Do I need to stay in the hospital for PRP treatment? No, PRP treatment is an outpatient procedure and does not require hospitalization. You can return home the same day.

[dhpl]

Direct Anterior Approach for Hip Replacement: Why It’s Revolutionary

Hip pain doesn’t just affect your movement; it affects your life. The Direct Anterior Approach (DAA) is a minimally invasive surgical technique for total hip replacement. Unlike traditional methods, which require cutting through significant muscles and tissues, DAA involves accessing the hip joint from the front of the body. This allows surgeons to work between the muscles rather than cutting through them, preserving critical structures. The Direct Anterior Approach (DAA) for hip replacement is exactly that — a groundbreaking technique that is changing the lives of patients suffering from chronic hip issues.

Why the Direct Anterior Approach is Revolutionary

Minimally Invasive: The DAA requires a smaller incision, which reduces scarring and minimizes trauma to surrounding tissues.

Faster Recovery: Patients typically experience a shorter recovery time and can return to daily activities much sooner than with traditional techniques.

Improved Stability: By preserving muscles and tendons, the DAA reduces the risk of hip dislocation post-surgery.

Fewer Postoperative Restrictions: Patients can often enjoy greater flexibility and a more natural range of motion after surgery, with fewer precautions to prevent dislocation.

Precision and Versatility: This approach provides surgeons with better visualization of the hip joint, allowing for precise placement of implants. It’s particularly effective for addressing conditions like arthritis, hip fractures, and avascular necrosis.

Who Can Benefit from the Direct Anterior Approach?

The DAA is suitable for a wide range of patients, including those with:

Severe hip arthritis

Femoral neck fractures

Conditions like rheumatoid arthritis or avascular necrosis

Hip joint damage from previous injuries or deformities

The Procedure at a Glance

A small incision (about 8–10 cm) is made at the front of the hip.

Surgeons access the joint by carefully moving aside muscles and tendons without cutting them.

Damaged bone and cartilage are replaced with a prosthetic implant.

Layers are closed with precision to ensure minimal scarring and optimal healing.

When it comes to advanced surgical techniques like the Direct Anterior Approach, expertise matters. Dr. Saurabh Giri, a highly skilled joint replacement and arthroscopy surgeon with over 14 years of experience, specializes in minimally invasive and robotic-assisted procedures.

Dr. Saurabh Giri has trained internationally in Italy and Germany, mastering state-of-the-art techniques for hip and knee replacements. With a proven track record of more than 6,000 successful surgeries, he is dedicated to providing personalized care and exceptional outcomes for every patient.

Whether you’re seeking relief from chronic hip pain or exploring surgical options, Dr. Saurabh Giri’s compassionate approach ensures you receive the best possible care. With his expertise in the Direct Anterior Approach, you can look forward to faster recovery, improved mobility, and a return to the activities you love.