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alwaysonthemend · 1 year ago

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Author's Note: Hello my loves! This is my most favorite thing that I've ever written so I really hope you all enjoy. Please ignore any typos lol 💞

Content Warnings: Fem!reader, cussing, arguing, mentions of unrequited love, heartbreak, mentions of drinking, frat parties, angry sex, rough sex, unprotected sex, choking, praise kink, squirting, oral (m and f receiving) bruises from sex. I think that's all but please let me know if I missed anything! 18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI

Word Count: 7946 (oops)

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Frat parties can be hit or miss you’ve come to discover. The music tends to be just okay (though they often play the better music towards the end) and they’re always hot and cramped and leave you feeling completely wiped out and gross by the end. For a long time, you avoided them all together – choosing instead to spend your Friday nights indoors reading or listening to music. But then you’d met Josh (and by extension the rest of the Kiszka-Wagner friend group) and they’d shown you that with the right people, parties could be a hell of a good time. Having a group to go with – ones who’ll dance with you and laugh and have fun with you, makes parties a nice break to the monotony every now and again.

This one will no doubt be like all the others – packed and hot and the music blaring so loudly that you can feel it reverberate through your chest. The lights will be flashing between blues, greens, and reds and the room will smell strongly of alcohol. But you'll be surrounded by your little group of friends who will be laughing and dancing with you, distracting you from anything other than having fun.

You’d met Josh during your first semester at University of Michigan and the two of you had quickly become good friends. You’d been partnered up in your film class and the rest, as they say, was history. He’d been the one to drag you out tonight – despite your protests of being tired.

“Please?” He’d asked, giving you his very best puppy dog eyes. “It’s not fun if I have to go by myself.”

“Josh,” You’d sighed, tucking your book into your backpack as you spoke, “I’m tired. Get Jake to go with you or something.”

“He is going with me! But he hates frats and all he does is stand there and sulk the whole time.”

You’d halted for a brief moment, your brain conjuring up images of Jake at a frat party that had butterflies erupting in your tummy before you’d quickly shaken your head, but Josh had caught you anyway.

A smug smile had spread across his face, making him look like the damn Cheshire Cat.

“Is seeing Jake not reason enough to show up? You know you wanna see him…”

You rolled your eyes, huffing a breath and trying to ignore the heat spreading across your cheeks. Evidently, he’d yet to catch on to the tension that had taken up residence between you and his twin in the last few months – a far cry from what you two used to be.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Joshua Michael. No idea at all.”

“Sure you don’t, babe.” He’d said with a grin, knowing that he’d successfully convinced you.

Your relationship with Jake is odd to say the least. You’d met him pretty quickly after meeting Josh – given the fact that they’re practically attached at the hip, and you’d hit it off with him just as you had with his twin. In fact, there was a time when you’d thought that maybe there was something more there with him… subtle glances and private smiles that took place between the two of you had sure made you think so.

Though you and Jake had never hung out one on one (Josh was always there with you), the two of you would usually manage to find an excuse to sneak off together and you’d quickly found that the two of you have a lot in common – a love for music and Tolkein most notably. You and him could spend hours talking about the nuances of the Silmarillion and about whether or not Hozier should be considered a pop artist.

Your favorite times though were when you all would be hanging out at Josh’s house for movie nights – you, Jake, Sam, Danny, and Josh, and you and Jake would sneak off alone to do whatever you pleased. Most of the time, you and him would end up on the roof to stargaze. Sometimes you talked – you’d talk for so long that both of your voices would grow hoarse from use. Other times, the two of you would just sit in silence, enjoying the other’s company. In those moments, it was like you and Jake were the only two people in the universe, completely content to let everything and everyone else melt away.

Your friendship with Josh had been easy but the one you had with Jake had been effortless. Jake made you feel seen – like you could truly be yourself without him judging you for it. Though he could come across as broody and sullen at times, there’s a light inside Jake that only few people are lucky enough to see… and he had trusted you enough to be one of those people. At least, until about four weeks ago when suddenly it seemed like he didn’t want to even be near you anymore.

Where used to the two of you would hang off to the sides at parties and gatherings (often standing a lot closer than you needed to be), now it was like he made sure to be wherever you weren’t. And God, did it hurt your feelings. You’d allowed yourself to become vulnerable with him – let him see parts of yourself that you’d hardly shared with anyone, not even Josh. And he’d tossed you to the side seemingly overnight… like all those deep conversations you’d had with him meant nothing at all. You desperately wanted to understand what had changed but refused to be the person to reach out. He was the one that stopped texting back. He was the one that started acting like you were merely acquaintances. He was the one who made you think that you were both in love one minute only to completely ignore you the next. He owed it to you to be the one to talk first.

So silence had fallen completely between the two of you and evidently, Josh wasn’t aware of it yet. But still, you were determined to not let Jake ruin a good time for you. You hadn’t been out with Josh in ages and you were confident that it would be easy enough to ignore Jake’s existence, especially given that he seemed intent to ignore yours too.

–

As expected, you're immediately assaulted with humidity and the smell of alcohol as you step through the doors. Josh stands at your side as you both scan the crowd for familiar faces. Sure enough, tucked into a far corner is Sam and Danny – both of them already seeming to be a little tipsy. Josh grips your hand and the two of you wade through the sea of bodies, doing your best to avoid stray elbows and drunken party-goers.

“You actually came!” Danny shouts at you over the din, a rosy hue on his cheeks from the alcohol he’s no doubt already indulged in. He and Sam called it “pre-gaming.”

“Josh convinced me!” You shout back, nudging his shoulder playfully.

“It’s my irresistible charm!” Josh answers, grabbing your hands in his and playfully beginning to sway you both back and forth.

“Charm my ass.” Sam mutters, just barely audible over the music. Josh just shoots him a glare before returning his attention back to you.

“Where’s Jake?” You ask, allowing Josh to lead you both a little bit more towards the center of the packed room. It's slow going – everyone else is hardly paying attention to anyone trying to get through, but you manage to get halfway there before you both become trapped from moving any further.

“Sulking over there. Just like I said he would be.” Josh jerka his head in the direction to his left and you follow the movement, finding Jake leaning up against a wall with a red solo cup in his hand.

Your eyes meet his and he immediately drops your gaze, the corners of his mouth dropping into a frown. You want desperately to march over there and demand he tell you what had changed but you refuse to back down first. This wasn’t the place for that anyway.

“Aren’t you gonna go sulk with him?” Josh asks, smiling down at you. The blue strobe lights make his teeth almost glow and it reflects off his sharp cheekbones.

You shake your head.

“I feel like dancing tonight.”

He only grins before pulling you in closer to him, letting go of your hands to place his palms on your hips. You bring your own hands up and lace your fingers together behind his neck and allow him to guide your hips to the beat of the music. You close your eyes and lean into him, allowing the music to drown out everything else. If you keep your eyes closed, you can almost imagine that it's his twin out here dancing with you instead.

Josh is attractive – that had been obvious from the moment that you first saw him. And maybe in another lifetime you and him might have been more than friends. But you and Josh both knew that in this one, best friends were all you would ever be. You’d kissed once at a party… You’d both been drunk and high off your asses and afterwards you had both agreed that there wasn’t anything there. But in this moment, you almost wish that you’d fallen for him instead of Jake. Falling for Jake had clearly been foolish given how he dropped you so quickly. Making you feel like he wanted you one moment only to then act like he hated you the next. You know Jake was angry though – especially if the glare that he's giving you and Josh from his place against the wall is anything to go by.

As you and Josh sway and rock to the pounding music, Jake’s dark gaze stays locked on yours. There's anger in his eyes that makes you want to pull away from Josh but you refuse. Instead, you only pin him with one challenging glare of your own before turning your attention back to Josh.

“What’s got him so pissy?” Josh asks you, leaning his head down to press his lips against your ear so that you can actually hear him.

“Hell if I know.”

Josh hums and you can feel the sound reverberate through his chest thanks to the close proximity.

“If I didn’t know any better…” he starts with a sly look on his face, “I’d say he looked jealous.”

“He’s just a dick.” You say, venom lacing your words – the hurt that you’d been keeping to yourself these past few weeks finally beginning to spill over. Josh looks taken aback for a moment before smoothing over his expression.

“Sorry.” he says, though you can tell that he doesn't really know what he was saying sorry for. “He doesn’t know what he’s missing.” He knows that your relationship with Jake is… different. And it pains him to see you both angry at each other but he has no idea how to fix it. Instead, he seems intent on making it worse.

“Wanna give him a show then? Show him what he could have had?” Josh whispers, a wicked smile on his face.

You smile back at him and nod. He uses his grip on your waist to pull you into him even more so that your hips are flush against each other. The lights have morphed from greens and blues to a deep red and the base is pounding in your chest. You move your hips from side to side, pressing your face into Josh’s neck as he moves with you to the beat. It isn't even dancing anymore – just mindless grinding against each other. You deliberately keep your gaze pointed away from Jake but you know he's still watching. You can feel his piercing gaze even from across the room.

Just as you begin to lose yourself fully to the moment, a strong hand wraps around your bicep and yanks you harshly from Josh’s grip.

“The fuck?” You spit, spinning around to be met with none other than Jake, his chest heaving and his brows pinched together in anger.

“Jake, what the fuck is your problem?” Josh yells, regarding his twin with a frown.

The two seemed to be sizing each other up, though you knew that Josh is just enjoying getting a rise out of his brother and feeling protective over you. But Jake… you can practically see the rage oozing from him. The red lighting makes his smooth skin almost glow and his dark hair falls on either side of his face, framing his sharp features. If you weren’t so pissed at him you might be tempted to kiss him.

“This doesn’t involve you.” Jake finally says, a dangerous edge to his voice.

“The hell it doesn’t!” Josh snaps back, eyes blazing in defiance.

“Josh…” you hedge, placing a calming hand on his forearm. His eyes sweep to yours, immediately softening. “I’ve got it. Thank you.”

Josh stares at you for a moment, debating whether to step away or not. You hold his gaze, silently trying to let him know that you could handle this on your own. Finally, he dips his head and steps back.

“I’ll be with Sam and Danny if you need me.” He tells you, before retreating back to the corner.

You watch him go before spinning on your heel to glare back at Jake.

“What the fuck is wrong with you!?” You rip your arm from Jake’s grip as you speak.

“What’s wrong with you?” He shouts back angrily. “Grinding on my twin brother like that!”

This time, you're the one to reach out and harshly grip his arm. You tug him backwards, leading him towards a side door that you know leads to a bathroom downstairs. You don’t turn back to look at him as you lead the two of you down, instead focusing on trying to steady your breathing and bring down your blood pressure. You're so angry you could scream.

As soon as the bathroom door is shut and locked behind the two of you, Jake has you pressed back against the wall, nostrils flared and eyes blown wide as he regards you.

“What in the world is wrong with you, Jake? You’re acting like an asshole.” You seeth, hating the tremble in your voice. Despite your anger, his closeness is still affecting you.

Jake doesn’t answer. He just stares down at you, chewing on his plump bottom lip.

“No. I’m not doing this with you.” You shove him away from you, the sudden movement causing him to stumble back slightly. “You don’t get to ignore my existence and then get pissed just because I danced with Josh.”

“If you wanted to fuck him so badly you could at least have the decency to do it in private. Instead of throwing yourself at him like a whore in the middle of a dance floor.”

You balk, taken aback by his harshness. Never in all the time you’d known him has he ever spoken to you like that – to anyone for that matter.

“Fuck you.” You spit, clenching your fists at your sides to stop yourself from punching his stupid, perfect face. “You have no fucking right to be pissed at me, dickhead. I’m the one who should be pissed at you!”

“The fuck did I do?”

You roll your eyes.

“If you don’t know what you did then I’m not going to tell you.” You turn your back to him, intent on going back upstairs. “Figure it out yourself.”

“Go right ahead, then. Go fuck my twin like I know you want to!” He snaps and the sheer aggression in his tone makes your whole body freeze. Icy hot anger washes over you and you feel like you could explode from anger.

“What” You seeth, turning back around to face him, “did you just say to me?”

He meets your gaze, defiance coating his expression.

“You heard me.”

“Is that what you want me to do? You want me to fuck Josh?”

“I don’t care what you do. Just don’t do it where I have to fucking watch.”

His eye twitches, betraying him. You take a step closer and he steps back away from you, caging himself in against the wall. Acting on sheer impulse, you press in close to him – so close that your lips are almost touching. His chest heaves with each breath he takes and a sheen of sweat makes his skin glisten in the low light of the bathroom.

“I think you care.” You say, voice so low it's almost a whisper.

“I don’t.” He growls, eyes narrowing dangerously.

“I call bullshit.” This time, you let your lips just barely ghost over his as you speak. “You’re just pissed that he’s not too much of a pussy to make a move like you are.”

In a flash your back is slammed against the bathroom wall, knocking the air from your lungs. You gasp but the sound is swallowed by Jake crashing his lips into yours. You can’t help but to kiss back and he groans into your mouth. You hook your fingers into the belt loops of his black jeans, pulling him in closer to you. The kiss is rough – teeth clacking together as you practically devour each other.

Your chest begins to burn and finally you pull back for air. Jake looks completely ravished, cheeks flushed and lips slick with spit.

“Fuck me.” You demand into the silence, your voice coming out embarrassingly high pitched.

“Sure you don’t want Josh to do it instead?” His voice cracks on the last word, ruining his facade but you aren’t ready to give up the fight yet.

“Okay.” You tell him, shrugging your shoulders as you make to step away from him.

Before you can even begin to detangle yourself from him, he’s spun you around and slammed your face into the cold tile wall.

“Don’t you fucking dare.” He mutters, smothering your body with his own. You can feel his hard cock pressing into your ass and you can’t help the whimper that falls from your lips. “Tell me to stop and I will.” He whispers, a tad softer than before.

You open your mouth to snark back, to tell him that he’s an asshole or a dick or something, but all that comes out is a breathless, needy moan.

“Words, Y/n.” He insists, digging his fingers into the meat of your hips.

“Do it, Jake. Fuck me.” You demand, pressing your ass back into his hard length and drawing a breathy little groan from him. “Please.”

The “please” is all it takes. Jake hooks his fingers into your waistband and roughly yanks your jeans and panties down. You hear him unzip his pants and the clink of his belt buckle as he pulls his own jeans down just enough for his length to spring free. He swipes a calloused fingertip through your folds, brushing against your swollen clit and causing you to gasp.

“Fuck.” The word falls from your lips like a prayer, though to whom you have no idea. God surely wants no part in what Jake is about to do to you.

“You’re dripping, angel.” Jake murmurs, swiping through your pussy lips again to gather as much of your wetness as he can. You can’t see him but you can hear the wet sounds of his hand pumping his cock, your slick making it easy. “Fuck, you look incredible like this.”

You whine, shoving your hips backward to let him know that you’re more than ready for him. Jake takes the hint, spearing you with his cock and burying himself inside you all the way to the hilt. The stretch is painful and wonderful all at the same time and you both cry out at the feeling of your walls clenching around him. You want desperately to hear that noise from him again so you bear down on him as much as you can, contracting your muscles to squeeze him.

“Shit.” He grits out through clenched teeth, wrapping one arm around your lower belly to keep you in place. “You keep doing that and this isn’t gonna last very long.”

“Move, Jakey.” The nickname escapes you unbidden but he doesn’t seem to mind, instead finally starting to rut his hips against you, his cock dragging along your walls deliciously.

You bring both hands up to brace your palms against the wall and let your head fall back onto Jake’s shoulder. Immediately, his lips attach to the sensitive skin as his thrusts pick up in speed. It’s brutal – no finesse as he pounds into you so hard that you see stars. You know that you’re being too loud but you can’t seem to stop yourself. Curses and please and his name spew from your lips with reckless abandon but he’s too far gone himself to silence you. He detaches his lips from your throat and tosses his own head back, little grunts and moans escaping him with each thrust of his hips into yours. He draws you in closer to him with his forearm and his free hand reaches up to wrap around your throat. He squeezes just enough to restrict a little bit of the blood flow, causing your head to swim with pleasure.

“Who gets to see you like this?” He demands as he drops his forehead to rest against your shoulder, his thrusts somehow picking up even more speed. Your knees slam into the wall each time he pistons in and out of you and you know that you’ll have bruises there tomorrow – battle scars to remind you of this glorious moment.

“You, Jake. Only you.” You manage to say through a wheeze, his fingers still wrapped around your throat.

“That’s fucking right.” He confirms, pace beginning to falter. “Touch your clit, angel. Touch her for me.”

You comply, sliding one hand down to circle feverishly against your swollen bundle of nerves. Your body is trembling, Jake’s grip on you the only reason that you’re still upright. The coil in your belly tightens dangerously, a feeling like none other beginning to claw its way up your body – completely engulfing you in the feeling of Jake, Jake, Jake.

“M’ gonna cum.” You warn him, speech coming out slurred and barely comprehensible.

“Fuck, me too. Give it to me. Now!” He demands and the band inside you snaps.

You cry out loudly, your whole body trembling as the pleasure inside you hits its peak. Jake lets go of your throat and the rush of blood to your head coupled with the way he keeps pounding into you sends you tailspinning into another orgasm. Your pussy feels like it's on fire – the pleasure and overstimulation of two orgasms so close together sending you into a state of fucked out bliss. It seems to go on forever, your whole body going slack against him.

Finally, Jake pulls from you and immediately ropes of his own release paint your ass and lower back. The moan that escapes him sounds angelic and you wish that you could have recorded it somehow.

You both just stand there for a long moment, the silence only broken by yours and his panting as you both recover from the mind-blowing orgasms that you just experienced.

“Y/n.” His voice cuts through to you, sounding breathy and tired but so much softer than it had before.

Just as you open your mouth to reply, a frenzied rattle of the door handle causes you both to jump.

“Open the fucking door!” A drunken voice that you don’t recognize calls out. “I’ve gotta take a piss!”

Jake lets go of you and you both quickly yank your jeans back up, doing your best to straighten your clothes and hair. Without saying a word, Jake strides over to the door and unlocks it, pushing a frazzled and drunk looking young guy out of the way and exiting the bathroom.

“Watch it, buddy.” The guy pouts, rubbing his shoulder where Jake had run into him.

“Move.” You demand, pushing him out of the way again to catch up to Jake as he angrily stomps up the stairs. “Jake!” You call, leaving the poor guy to stare after the two of you confusedly.

“Jake, wait!’ You yell, ascending the stairs and stepping back out into the cramped dance floor. You’re disoriented, the loud music and flashing lights suddenly causing you to feel dizzy. You just barely see Jake disappear out the front door before you push and shove your way through the throng of people to follow him.

Stepping out into the cool night air, you see Jake fumbling in his pocket for his car keys.

“You can’t just leave, Jake!” You call, tears beginning to brim in your eyes.

He must hear the tremble in your voice because he finally stops, turning back to look at you. He looks distraught.

“We shouldn’t have done that.” He tells you, eyes dropping to stare at your shoes. “I’m sorry. It was a mistake.”

“W-what?” It feels like you’re spinning – like someone put your brain in the dryer. You can feel the blood drain from your face. “Why would you-” You stop yourself, unsure of how to even continue.

“I’m sorry.” He says again, before rounding the corner out of sight, leaving you to stand there alone on the sidewalk.

–

Two weeks pass. You and him don’t speak. Hell, you barely even speak to Josh – his presence serving as too much of a reminder of what had happened. It felt like a fever dream… almost like it wasn’t even real. It’s like your own worst nightmare has come true. And not only that, you’re being forced to deal with it completely alone.

You’d let passion and desperation dictate you towards the decisions that you’d made that night. Had you wanted it in the moment? Yes, you had. But now that it was all over and Jake clearly regretted it, you’re sure that the friendship you’d had with him is shattered beyond repair. Before, there’d been hope of fixing things – of talking things out and going back to how you once were. But now… There’s no reason to hope. You fucked the guy who used to be your closest friend in a frat house bathroom and there’s just no going back from that.

Josh has been calling and texting you incessantly, begging you to tell him what happened that night. But you refuse. And after he wouldn’t give up asking after the second day, you’d resorted to just ignoring him completely. The fact that Jake hadn’t told him anything – despite having always told him everything, speaks a thousand words about how Jake feels about it.

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A knock echoes through your apartment, just barely audible over the Hozier album you have playing in the background. Thunder rumbles softly in the distance and sheets of rain pelt your windows. It’s a perfect night for a book and some wine – a way to detach yourself from the drama of the past few weeks.

You sigh audibly, closing your book and placing it on the coffee table next to your wine glass. You figured it wouldn’t take long of ignoring Josh’s messages for him to come and find you. You rise from your seat and make your way to the front door, shoulders taut with the anxiety of having to tell Josh what happened. There’s no way he’s leaving you alone without the full story.

You open the door, expecting to see a mop of curly hair waiting for you but instead you’re met with the soulful brown eyes of his twin.

“Jake?” You ask incredulously, instinctively taking a step back from him. “You look…” You trail off. He looks awful. Dark bruises mar the smooth skin beneath his eyes and his long hair lies limp across his shoulders. He’s soaking wet from the rain.

“Can I come in?” He asks and you nod at him, stepping aside from the doorway to make space for him to step inside.

He stands completely still after closing the door behind him – awkwardly shoving his hands into his pockets.

“Let me get you a towel.”

You don’t give him time to reply, instead hastily retreating to your bathroom to grab him a clean towel to dry off. Perhaps it’s cowardly to run but you truly hadn’t been expecting to ever see him at your door again.

When you return he’s still in the same place, dark eyes watching you warily as you hand the towel to him.

“Thank you.” He says quietly, drying himself off the best he can.

You just incline your head at him before retreating back to your living room, jerking your head in the direction letting him know that you want him to follow you.

Your record had gone silent so you go over to your record player and flip it over before pressing play again.

“Why are you here, Jake?” You ask him, turning back to face him with your arms crossed tightly across your chest.

“To say that I’m sorry.” He gingerly places the towel down on the coffee table, his whole body looking tense and uncomfortable. You’ve only ever seen him look like that around strangers. Somehow, you suppose that that’s what the two of you have become to one another.

“Sorry for what?” You bite out, your hurt spilling over into your words like poison. “For leading me on for months on end or for fucking me in a bathroom and then calling it a mistake?” You don’t want to fight with him. Not anymore. But you can’t seem to stop the harsh words as they spew from your mouth – lashing out like an injured animal that’s been shoved into a corner. You suppose he has done that in a way, showing up at your own home unannounced in the middle of the night like this.

Jake flinches back slightly at your words, shrinking in on himself like he’s been struck.

“For… all of it, I guess.” He shrugs, eyes staying locked onto the floor at your feet. “I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?” That makes you angry. So angry you could cry. He came all this way – did all those things to you… and yet he doesn’t know. “I think you and I both know that you owe me more than that.”

He nods once, eyes finally sweeping to meet yours. His gaze almost makes you soften. Almost.

“I assumed a lot of things, Y/n. And made an ass of myself because of it. But I don’t know how to fix it.”

You collapse onto your sofa, suddenly feeling like you’ve run a marathon. Jake eyes the spot next to you but makes no move to join you.

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to say to that.” You tell him honestly.

“I- I thought you and Josh were together.” He admits quietly, shoulders sinking in defeat.

Somehow, you don’t doubt his words – nor do they shock you. You’ve known the twins long enough to see little hints here and there of the insecurity that lies buried within Jake. The way he’s quieter in large groups, like he feels like his words aren’t welcome. The way he shrinks back sometimes, afraid to voice his thoughts for fear of being judged or mocked. You've seen the way that he always looks to Josh in moments of doubt, like he can’t fathom ever going against what his twin might want of him.

Josh had even hinted about it once, a long long time ago. He’d told you that he worries about Jake sometimes when he thinks about when they’re older and he won’t be around to look after him. You hadn’t quite understood the meaning behind his words or the depth of their bond back then. But now you do. They’re connected in a way that you can never understand. Their very souls are intertwined – wrapped around each other lovingly just as they had been since the womb. It’s a beautiful thing that you even find yourself envious of from time to time. Bonds like theirs… It's something that doesn’t happen often.

But that bond seems to come with a caveat for Jake – burdened with thinking of himself as the lesser twin. He’d always been the quiet one, happy to let Josh be in the spotlight and content to bask in the residual warmness of him. You doubt either of them are really even aware of the way Josh always seems to be the leader. It’s natural to them – something that Jake has never seemed to have a problem with before. Until you came along.

“We aren’t. Nor do we plan on it. He’s my best friend, that’s all.” You tell him honestly.

“I know that now. Josh told me I was an idiot.”

You huff softly. He smiles tentatively in return.

“He also told me to stop feeling sorry for myself and to listen to what you’ve been telling me this whole time.”

You cock your head to the side, imagining the way Josh probably said the words. You can picture it – the little glimmer that undoubtedly took up residence in his eyes. He loves to play the wise sage.

“And did you?”

He nods his head.

“I think so. That’s why I came tonight. To apologize. And to beg you to let me try again.”

You sigh heavily, closing your eyes for a moment to listen to the rain tap against the glass.

“Please.”

You open your eyes to see that he’s come closer, those brown eyes of his boring into yours in a way that makes your knees weak. You’re fairly certain that those eyes will be the death of you some day.

“You really hurt me, Jake. All those times that we spent time together… the things that I told you – things I’ve never told anyone before. And then you just-” You throw your hands up in defeat, words failing you.

“I know what I did. And I am so so sorry, angel. I’m sorry for making you think that I could ever not want everything with you.” He sinks to his knees on the floor in front of the sofa, pleading eyes turned up to you.

“Then tell me.” You demand.

“I can’t.”

“Jake…” You sigh, feeling your walls beginning to stand themselves up again. You’re so tired of waiting on him.

“Wait!” He calls out sharply, the loudness of the word shocking the both of you. “Just…” He starts again, voice quiet again. “I need you to ask me first.”

You want to deny him. To tell him to man up and just say it. But the way he’s looking at you, the way his shoulders have drooped in utter defeat… You can’t find it within your heart to deny him.

“Are you in love with me?” The question escapes your lips soft and quiet – like a secret passed between friends.

“Yes.” His answer is a prayer and you his savior – this room his confessional and you his altar.

The air punches its way out of your lungs as his words register in your brain. Those words that you’d so desperately been wanting to hear.

“I love you too.” The way your own confession slips past your lips without any thought makes his eyes light up – as if he couldn’t believe it until he heard the words from your own mouth.

“Let me love you right.” He pleads, bringing his palms up to slide over your cloth-covered thighs. “Let me do this the way I should have the first time.”

“Okay.” You whisper, reaching out for him like a small child. You want to feel him – all of him, for the first time.

“Not here.” He says, rising from his knees and lacing his fingers with yours. “Your bedroom. Let me do it right, angel. Please.”

Once again, you’re powerless to deny him so you rise to your feet and lead him into your bedroom. He presses your shoulders lightly, signaling for you to lay down. You relent, falling softly into the mattress. He climbs in after you, eyes glowing in the dim lamplight. The light spills from over the lampshade in the corner, bathing you both in warmth. It makes his hair reflect almost auburn as he hovers above you. The room is silent save for the distant rumble of thunder and the soft sound of your record player wafting in from the other room. Your heart pounds so loudly you’re sure he can hear it.

Keeping his eyes trained on yours, Jake hooks his fingers in the waistband of your sweatpants, pausing momentarily as he waits for you to give him permission. You nod and he slides the fabric down your legs so that you can kick them off. His eyes sweep down your bare legs, lingering on your cotton panties and the ever-growing dark spot over your clothed pussy. His eyes stop at your knees, eyeing the bruises there.

“Did I do this?” He asks forlornly, delicately tracing his thumb over the marks.

You nod.

“I wanted it, though. It’s okay.”

He just shakes his head, pressing a featherlight kiss to each knee before sweeping his chocolate eyes back to yours.

“It’s not.”

There’s finality in his words. You don’t argue. Instead, you reach out for him, pulling him up towards you so that his weight settles on top of you, his knees pressed into the mattress between your legs. You unbutton his shirt slowly, reveling in each bit of tan skin it reveals. His necklace sways as he reaches back to toss his shirt to the floor. Your own shirt is next, leaving you in nothing but your panties and revealing your breasts to him and the cold air of the room. You’d opted to go braless since you got home and Jake seems more than appreciative. He stares at the hardened buds, licking his lips.

“You’re so beautiful.” He whispers, palming your left breast in his calloused hand. It feels so good to have his touch on you and a whine spills out of you at the simple action.

“So are you.” You tell him, reaching out once more to unbutton his pants. He slides the denim off himself, revealing his cock straining through the fabric of his boxers. You extend your hand to palm him through the material but he stops you. You flick your eyes up to him in question.

“Not yet. I want to worship you first. The way you deserve.”

He pulls your panties down your legs and a groan slips out of him at the sight of your glistening center. He’s looking at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. You guess you are.

Without warning, he dips his tongue through your folds, drawing a whiny cry from you. He dives into your aching pussy with what you can only describe as reverence, alternating between dipping the tip of his tongue into your slit and circling your swollen clit. The pace is maddening as he goes from fast to soft again, making you writhe on the bed with each pass of his talented tongue.

“Oh, Jake.” You whine, threading your fingers through his hair and tugging. “That feels so good.”

He moans at your praise and the vibration makes your legs quake and your thighs to clamp down around his head.

“Please, Jake. More.” He answers your wanton cries immediately, pulling his face away from your dripping cunt and pressing a long, talented finger into you. He curls it upwards, brushing against that special spot inside of you.

You arch your back, mouth dropping open in pleasure as he keeps his finger pumping in and out of you as he descends back down onto your pussy, wrapping his lips around your clit and suckling.

“Please. Oh fuck!” You cry, thrashing your head from side to side as the pleasure inside you begins to build. “Please!”

“Shhh.” He shushes, rising from your heat momentarily. “You don’t have to beg, angel. I’ll get you there.”

He dives back in and the sound that comes out of you barely sounds human. The band in your belly tightens and tightens as your orgasm draws nearer and nearer. You’re chanting his name between each moan and your whole body begins to quiver.

“You’re so good, Jake. So good. Oh fuck!”

At your words, Jake moans loudly into your pussy and curls his finger just right – sending you crashing into your orgasm. You writhe and pant, eyes screwing shut in pleasured agony.

As your mind comes back to the present, you open your eyes to see Jake breathing heavily with a flush overtaking his bare chest.

“Can I taste you?” You beg, pressing your thighs together to try and relieve the ache that has already returned despite your climax just moments before.

“You don’t have to, baby.” He says with a lopsided smile, tracing delicate circles against the inside of your calf.

“I want to. I want to make you feel good.”

“You already did.” He says with a bashful smile and you notice now the wet patch darkening his boxers.

“Oh.” You breathe out, another wave of wetness escaping you and making your thighs slick.

“Couldn’t help it. You look so pretty like that, moaning my name and telling me how good you feel. You don’t- I wasn’t even expecting to cum tonight. I want this to be about you.” There’s only truth in his eyes.

“Come here.” You tell him.

He crawls up towards the head of the bed, settling in next to you as you toss one leg over his thighs to straddle him.

“Do you trust me?” You whisper, leaning in close to him.

“Of course.” He ghosts his lips over yours, drawing you downwards to press a sweet kiss to your lips. It’s nothing like the kiss you shared before, desperate and anger-fueled. This one is soft – almost innocent if it weren’t for the lust coursing through the two of you.

Once you pull away, licking your lips at the taste of him, you slide your body downwards and settle yourself between his legs. You mouth over his cock through the fabric of his boxers, his length already beginning to harden again. He whines softly, hands clenching in the sheets at his sides.

You use your teeth to pull his boxers down, eyes not leaving his own until his cock reveals itself to you. Everything about Jake is pretty and his cock is no exception. It’s perfect. His head is flushed red and weeping where it rests against his naval and you can’t help but to reach out and wrap your fingers around him. He hisses at the feeling. You stroke him, smearing his precum around to slick the way as you begin to pump him slowly.

Jake tosses his head back, plush lips falling open and melodic moans spilling from between them. His chest is flushed and sweat beads at his hairline, making his beautiful skin glow in the lamplight. You can’t help but to lean down and press a sweet kiss to his tip, then another down the side of him. Jake huffs a laugh.

“What?” You ask him with a smile, continuing to stroke him lazily.

“N-nothing.” He manages to get out, eyes fluttering almost shut. “You’re sweet.”

“So are you.” You tell him before sinking your mouth down around him.

He lets out a choked groan as his tip hits the back of your throat and his hips buck up off the bed.

“Oh fuck!” He cries out as you hollow your cheeks and slide your mouth up his shaft, pressing your tongue into the spot just below the head.

You bob up and down for a moment before he’s pulling himself from you and grabbing you to pull you up towards him. He crashes his lips against yours again, sliding his tongue into your mouth. You moan but he swallows the sound, delicately bringing his hands up to cup your face as he kisses you.

“I need you inside me. Like, yesterday.” You tell him, earning yourself a sweet laugh.

“Whatever you want, baby.”

He flips you over so that your back is pressed back into the mattress and you watch in rapt attention as he grips his hard cock, sliding his tip through your folds to gather your wetness. Finally, he sinks into you slowly, savoring every inch as he goes.

You moan loudly as he finally bottoms out, halting his movements as you both revel in the feeling of being close again.

“You feel so good, Y/n. I should have told you the first time how wonderful you are… how beautiful.”

You wrap your legs around his hips, pulling him in closer to you and you both moan as his cock slips deeper into you.

“It’s okay.” You tell him as he begins to rock into you – long, deliberate strokes that set your whole body aflame. “Fuck Jake, you feel so fucking good.”

His hair tickles your face as he fucks into you but you can’t be bothered to move it. You’re consumed by the feeling of him – of his cock hitting you so perfectly, by the noises that fall out of him after each thrust, by the way his face twists in pleasure as your walls clench around him. It’s all too much and not enough and you reach out blindly to grip his shoulders, pulling his torso down so that you can capture his lips again.

His lips are so soft as they move against yours and you can tell that he’s close already by the way his thrusts are growing sloppy and by the tremble of his shoulders. He’s holding back – waiting for your pleasure before he allows himself his.

“You feel so good, Jake. So, so good.”

“Yeah.” He whispers, bringing his hand up to swirl his tongue around the pad of his thumb before pressing it into your clit, rubbing circles in time with his thrusts. “Tell me you’re mine, angel. Please.”

Your back arches against your will as white hot bliss spreads through you, overtaking your body from the tips of your toes to the top of your head. Your mouth drops open and a loud whine escapes you as you try to form the words.

“All yours, Jake. All yours.” You chant, digging your fingers into his biceps as your orgasm builds yet again. “Yours, baby.”

He lets out a sound that almost sounds pained and his eyebrows pinch together as his thrusts grow faster and faster – the sound of his skin hitting yours and the slick squelch from between your legs filling the small bedroom.

“W- fuck! Where?” He begs you, his whole body trembling.

“Inside! Fuck, Jake. Inside. Wanna feel it. Oh fuck!”

He moans loudly as he finishes, painting your walls with his release and the sound of him is what drives you over the edge. Your release gushes out of you, drenching him in your pleasure as you both ride out your orgasms together. The world around you melts away to just you and him, blanketed in your pleasure and safe from everything else that threatens to come between you. It’s everything.

When you both finally come back to yourselves, Jake slowly pulls himself from you before allowing his weight to settle on top of you completely. It’s silent. The rain outside has finally stopped.

“I love you.” He murmurs into your sweaty skin, lips tickling the sensitive skin of your neck.

“I love you too.”

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slytherhys · 8 months ago

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I choose you and me, religiously

Prompt: Clandestine Meetings (week two) @elriel-month

You can also read this story on AO3!

A/N: I was so happy when @elainsweetcobalt asked me to write a story to accompany this amazing fanart for this week's prompt. Shout-out to her and @tessorange-art for the incredible job because holy shit it's such a good fanart

It was nearly 1am when Elain finally got the courage to get up from the couch and lie to her family.

“I’m exhausted.” She said with what she hoped was a soft, convincing smile – so at odds with the erratic spike of adrenaline coursing through her body, numbing her limbs. “I’m going to call it a night.” She added a bit apologetically, aware of her sister’s knowing gaze on the side of her face. Elain paid Feyre no mind, feigning obliviousness as she dropped a good-night kiss on Rhysand’s cheek, happy to see that no suspicion lingered in his star-speckled eyes. Feyre, however, was waiting for Elain with open arms and an intrigued look on her face.

She knew her sister wouldn’t ask questions while her mate was watching them so closely, but nervous bubbles still fizzed in her tummy as she wondered what, exactly, was going through Feyre’s mind. Nevertheless, Elain smiled – a doe-eyed, innocent grin that did absolutely nothing to fool her sister, who remained mercifully silent as Elain wrapped her arms around her – and it was all she could do to keep her composure as she turned around and climbed up the stairs, the curious gaze of her family on her back the only reason why she didn’t rush to her room.

Truth be told, neither Rhys nor Feyre had any reason to be suspicious, no reason to believe Elain to be anything but the stickler for rules she’d always been. The reliable if not predictablesister is what they saw every time they glanced at her, and it was an image Elain was all to happy to sustain if it meant one more night with him, his lips on her skin, his weight on top of her.

Her entire body was a riot of sensations – hot yet cold, numb yet buzzing with energy – yet there was no reluctance, no hesitation in her step as she entered her room – silently locking the door behind her – and made her way past the neatly made bed, past the overflowing vase of colourful tulips and towards the balcony door, throwing it open with gusto.

Only to find that no one was there.

Which was to be expected, if not a bit underwhelming. So what if her throat was dry with thoughts of running into his arms? So what if she could barely breathe with the anticipation that pounded through with every beat of her heart?

Elain turned, walking towards her vanity in a futile attempt of distracting herself, pointedly ignoring the tulips that seemed to taunt her from beside the balcony door. Her reflection watched her from the mirror with feverish, wide eyes and flushed cheeks the same pink as her satin dress – one she had picked specially with him in mind. Goosebumps covered her skin as a cool gust of wind caressed her ankle, wrapping around her calf-

Elain looked down – at the dark tendril stroking her skin – and her gaze immediately snapped up again, looking through the mirror at the man standing behind her, so silent and so still she blinked to make sure she wasn’t imagining him. But there he was. She parted her lips, every word fleeing her mind as she took him in – a midnight-dark shadow and impressive, leathery wings, carefully tucked in behind him. His lush lips were tilted up ever so slightly, hair wind-blown and wild. A familiar swarm of shadows lazily coiled around her, reaching for her, touching her – gently wrapping around her legs, brushing against her arms.

Her name on his lips was a greeting, a plea, and before Elain could greet him back his scarred hand were caressing her neck, his thumb stroking her delicate skin. In a woosh of relief, Elain tilted her head to the side, wild eyes urging him to touch her more, to wrap his hand around her throat. But Azriel’s touch remained soft, languorous. His hazel eyes, however, betrayed his otherwise calm expression, chaotic as they traced her face, her bare neck, the plunging neckline of her satin dress, and then flickering to her face in obvious appreciation.

Elain’s mind went quiet as his hand trailed slightly down, playing with the strap of her dress, teasing her until she was squirming in her seat, spreading her legs open. She couldn’t even bring herself to be embarrassed by the needy sound that left her lips as she pressed against him. A whisper of a touch made her gasp, and Elain watched with hooded eyes as shadows trailed up her skin, brushing against her upper thigh.

Azriel leaned down and pressed his lips against her pulse point, nibbling and licking at the sensitive skin. Elain watched him through the mirror, fighting not to close her eyes and lose a second of the sinful image he painted tasting her. Azriel looked up, as if sharing her exact thoughts, and Elain’s breath caught in her chest as his hazel eyes flared and he smiled wickedly.

“Yes.” Elain answered the unspoken question, making Azriel chuckle at her eagerness. Elain did her best to glare at him, but then Azriel was pressing soft kisses to her shoulder, and any urge to fight was quickly forgotten.

“Were they suspicious?” He asked instead. The rumble of his whiskey voice sent a thrill down her spine, straight to her core. Elain bit her lip and shook her head. “Are you sure?” He knew damn well she was sure – just as she knew he had checked if it was safe to come into her room before even stepping foot in her balcony. But this was a familiar game to them, and they were both beyond pretending the thrill, the rush of sneaking out, of getting lost in each other when, on all accounts, they shouldn’t, didn’t excite them.

At that moment though, Elain couldn’t care less – not as she got up on shaky legs, turned around and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him with such force that Azriel staggered back before righting himself. He groaned low in his chest, kissing her back as if it were second nature. His shadows, Elain noticed fleetingly, had made themselves scarce, now replaced by Azriel’s hands as they reached for her legs and wrapped them around his waist.

“Does Rhys know you’re back?” Elain mumbled, pressing kisses to his jaw as he carried her to bed. Azriel pulled her hair back, holding her body close while pulling a strap of her dress down her arm, exposing her nipples to the cool breeze. He groaned, kissing her bare shoulder, down her chest until he was wrapping his lips around the peaked bud. Elain almost let him distract her. “Az?” She urged.

Azriel pulled back, kissing her temple, and laying her down the bed with such care her heart squeezed inside her chest. “He’ll know in the morning.” He finally said. Which meant no one knew Azriel was already in Velaris, back from his week-long mission. Which meant he could spend the night with her, unafraid of being sought out by anyone else.

Despite the leathers that still covered his body, he wasn’t the Shadowsinger, he wasn’t the Night Court’s Spymaster. Tonight, he was just Azriel. He was only hers.

So Elain smiled, leaning back on her elbows as she watched him take his top off, his eyes never leaving hers. And she didn’t look away either - not even as the sound of his pants hitting the floor echoed through the room. In what felt like slow-motion, he climbed up the bed and pushed the hem of her satin dress up her legs. The caress of his scarred hands against her tender skin made her squirm where she lay, and a needy whimper left her lips as his thumbs caressed her inner thighs. Elain spread her legs, mindless with want and too desperate to feel ashamed of her wanton display.

Azriel didn’t seem bothered by it in the slightest – and with a groan, his fingers found her soaked center. With a muttered cursed, Azriel’s gaze turned to Elain, his lips seeking hers, his tongue battling hers as his thick fingers entered her, his thumb swirling around her clit. He fucked her with his fingers, going slow and fast then slow again, playing with her body until Elain was bowing off the bed, hips moving as she sought the sweet pressure of his fingers. Azriel knew what she needed – harder, faster – but still he kept his lazy pace, watching her with a satisfied smirk and hunger in his eyes. Like he couldn’t get enough of seeing her squirm under his touch, cheeks flushed while the sounds of his fingers fucking her echoed through the room. Azriel kissed her jaw, her neck, her chest, all the while muttering sweet praises against her skin.

Good girl.

You’re so wet for me.

You make me so hard.

His dirty words were enough to send her over the edge, and before Elain could help it, she cried out, legs shaking as she came hard around his fingers. There was nothing in her mind but pure bliss, her entire body seemingly bursting at the seams as she kept clenching rhythmically around him.

He shushed her tenderly, looking entirely too pleased with himself. “You need to be quiet, or I can’t make you feel good, baby.” He muttered against her lips, pulling her bottom lip between his teeth. Elain, still panting and probably looking as debauched as she felt, didn’t give him a chance to deny her a thing. Before he could mutter any more idle threats, she was pushing him until he fell on his back, bed bouncing with the impact. “Elain–” He tried to scold her, but she was beyond reasoning. Elain straddled him with ease, pulling the dress that had pooled around her waist up her body and throwing it behind her, caring little for where it landed. Azriel went silent, but the sight of his hands gripping the sheets spoke of his restraint. He wouldn’t touch her if he didn’t think he should – and hadn’t that been their problem for so long?

No longer, though.

Elain leaned down, dropping a kiss to his chest, eyes locked on his. “What if I want to make you feel good, too?” She murmured, kissing and licking his neck until he was panting under her. She would mark him tonight, right there so everyone could see. Let them ask where he had gotten it – let him remember it all again and come up with an excuse that could never do them any justice. “Will you be quiet?” She asked softly, hand reaching for his cock where it strained between their bodies. Azriel groaned, head dropping back as she pumped him slowly.

His hands finally reached for her waist when she bit the lobe of his ear, squeezing her fist around him and the sight of his naked body under her, strong muscles writhing and completely at her mercy sent a new wave a wetness to her core. She started pumping him harder, kissing him as he tried not to moan too loudly. Suddenly Elain understood why he enjoyed seeing her at his mercy.

“Holy fuck–” He groaned and power rushed through her at seeing this unbreakable man panting for her touch, nearly begging her for more. But Elain wasn’t as cruel as him – she raised her hips ever so slightly and aligned his member with her aching center. Azriel seemed to have stopped breathing, his own hands holding her still as she started to drop down his cock. “Shit.” He rasped and Elain had to agree. He fit perfectly, stretching her, and filling her in a way that sent starts bursting behind her eyelids.

She leaned down, hands holding her weight on his chest as she tried to move, but Azriel stopped her. “Give me a second.” He asked. Elain nodded, eyes closed as she fought the instinct to ride the man under her until both of them were screaming, secrets be damned.

“Azriel, please.” She begged when she couldn’t handle it anymore. “Don’t make me wait anymore.”

He smiled softly, pushing a lock of hair away from her face. “Go ahead, baby.” He rasped, hands dropping to her hips. “Ride me.”

She hardly needed to be told twice. She moved her hips slightly, finding the perfect pace until both were panting, fighting not to make too much noise. But it was impossible – not as Azriel bent his legs and started thrusting up, hips meeting her own until the only thing she could hear was the sound of his skin meeting hers, his pained groans that sent sparks up her legs. A large hand grabbed her ass, guiding her up and down his cock as Azriel, with an impressive show if strength, sat up, his mouth wrapping around her nipple and sucking.

“Yes.” She mumbled, hands holding onto his shoulders as he kept filling her, fucking her until there was nothing she could think about the feeling of his body pressed against hers.

Euphoria crashed down her body as his skilled fingers found her clit, his lips on her neck as he rasped, “Come for me.”

Elain’s entire world ended and was made anew. Pleasure like she had never felt before numbed her limbs, turning her into putty in his hands. She felt herself fall onto him as he held her close, seeking his own pleasure in erratic thrusts and soft praises muttered against her sweaty shoulder. She felt him come inside her with a groan, filling her until they were both sated, drained, and falling down on the bed with whatever sliver of energy they had left.

“Holy fuck.” Azriel panted and Elain couldn’t help but giggle where she laid, splayed on top of his body and unwilling to let go.

She smiled lazily. “You’ve said that.”

“It bears repeating.” He smirked, chuckling softly as he glanced at her. He stroke her cheek gently, lost in thought. Elain didn’t ask him what was going through his mind, not even as he watched her with so much tenderness Elain almost looked away. Azriel leaned down instead, kissing her slowly, deeply. “Can I hold you while you sleep?” He asked, a soft frown on his face.

Elain pouted. “I don’t want to sleep.”

“You’re exhausted.”

“You’re back from Rask, and I’m the one who’s exhausted?” She teased, but Azriel just looked at her, letting her see everything going through his mind.

“I just need to hold you tonight.” He said, and Elain said nothing else. Because he would be leaving soon. Because she’d be waking up alone, any trace of him gone, his scent already fading from her sheets. And like always, despite her sore body and the vivid memories that would make her blush early in the morning, she would wonder if it had all been a dream. That is until she looked at the lovely vase by the window, where a new tulip stem would’ve joined the others. A different colour every time so Elain could tell them apart.

So Elain nodded as she reached for his lips once again. She wondered if maybe it was time to talk to Feyre. If there was a way for him to stop going away every other day. Not for the first time, she wondered if Rhys kept Azriel away for a reason – if in his concern for the people he loved, the High Lord wanted to avoid Azriel coming around Elain as much as possible, believing distance to be the key to a situation no one wanted. If he thought time apart would make them forget each other, want each other less.

If only he knew.

“I’m probably leaving again soon.” He murmured against her lips, as if he could muffle the words and stop them from coming out. From happening. “I won’t be able to tell you when I’ll be back.” He frowned, as if only now realising he’d be spending nights away from Velaris again.

A pang twisted in her stomach, but Elain smiled serenely, pressing a kiss to his chest. “That’s okay.” She reassured him, even if she knew every cell in her body would spend the entire time longing for him, too busy missing him to care for anything else.

Azriel eyed the balcony door, the gauzy curtains still blowing with the night breeze. “I don’t want you to wait for me without knowing when I’ll be back.”

Elain raised her head, eyes heavy with sleep as she watched him. “Won’t you come to me when you get back?”

“Always.”

“Then I’ll be waiting for you.” She reassured him.

“Elain–”

“Sleep, Az. You need to rest.” She laid her head on his chest, snuggling closer to him just as he interlaced his fingers through hers. He sighed in defeat and Elain felt her heart trip inside her chest as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head, smiling happily as she closed her eyes. “I always leave the door open for you, anyway.”

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shamebats · 1 year ago

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There's a wider societal issue that affects pretty much everyone and feeds into transphobia and it's the socially conditioned fear and demonization of certain bodily changes.

Originally, my thinking was that it's body changes in general but then I realized that actually, depending on your environment and how you were socialized, you might fear and desire different ways one's body can change. My partner is a cis man and was socialized as one and he sees greying hair as a good thing bc he feels like it'll make him look hotter and probably also in big part bc as a man you gain social status as you look older, you get taken more seriously in a way that elder women used to as well but now less and less.

Depending on how you've been socialized and what you've internalized from it, you might be terrified of gaining muscle but eager to lose weight. You might be terrified of gaining fat in certain areas (belly, arms) but not others (chest, butt).

The inverse of that is not wanting to be skinny/scrawny and wanting to gain lots of muscle.

If there was a pill that made all your body hair disappear (but not on your head) without major side effects, most women would be all over it. That's not a body change they would fear. But most ppl are terrified of losing the hair on their head.

We fear body changes that we are told from society are scary so much, we might never consider them on our own unless we see people go through them and be fine or even choose to go through them willingly and find joy in the results.

Most teenagers might find puberty scary and confusing, but they still want to go through it. They want the body changes it brings and if they don't start going through puberty at the same time as their peers, that's a problem for them.

But there are some body changes some will never be comfortable with on an individual level. I'll never be comfortable going through pregnancy and some ppl would never choose to go through having an abortion. Some ppl aren't comfortable with having any tattoos and some would hate not having any.

If we accept this about humanity, this diversity of desires and preferences for our own bodies and how we would like to shape them, accepting trans people is a no-brainer.

We have to accept that other people will make decisions about their own bodies that we might not.

We have to accept that there's always a social element to our choices. Someone who has lots of friends go through pregnancy and having kids at the same time might be more inclined to want it themselves. Maybe if all their friends were childfree, they wouldn't have made that decision at that time, or maybe they would've anyway, we can't know for sure. Just like a trans person with lots of friends who have chosen to get a certain surgery might be more inclined to get it themselves.

If we accept that the first example isn't a reason to gatekeep medical care, then we have to accept that the latter isn't either.

So my point is ok fine, you say that there's a "social contagion" that contributes to more ppl being trans and wanting gender affirming medical care...what about it?

Explain to my why it should be treated differently (by law & medicine) than having children bc of family expectations or getting hair transplant surgery bc you're insecure about your balding head or losing weight or gaining muscle due to societal pressures to look a certain way or getting a tummy tuck after pregnancy or any other choice ppl may make about their own bodies.

At the end of the day, all we can do is work on building societies that are more accepting of bodies in all their natural and unnatural diversity, and even if we ever achieve that fully, we will never have a way of truly knowing which choices are less or more valid than others, we'll just have to trust people to know themselves.

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simonalkenmayer · 2 years ago

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Tell me why humans can physically and surgically alter their bodies to show off their beliefs (circumcision, tattoos and piercings) their aesthetic preferences (a more straight smile or nose) to attract a mate like a bird (boobs butts tummy tucks, lifts) to be thinner, etc etc, but it’s somehow bad when trans people do it to feel less suicidal.

To me the latter reason is in fact the most valid.

Yet if someone has a surgical procedure to live six months longer, like having a tumor removed, we call them heroes.

So surgery to live longer is fine, but not if you’re trans.

Why?

Really. Why.

Why do you care so god damn much?

It’s disgusting hypocrisy counter to reason. It’s bigotry thinly disguised by falsehoods of spooky ominous trans people.

I’ve been a monster my entire life and trans people are treated worse than I am. I’ve slept in a graveyard more times than I can count. I could do it now safely and legally, but a trans person can’t pee in public in a locked room while minding their own business.

Humans are mad. TERFs are the new torch carrying mobs. And trans people are the latest creature in the tower.

Count me out of the bonfire.

I disguised what I was to hide. Trans people are braver than even I. TERFism isn’t feminism. It does nothing but reduce women to their genitals and femininity to a reflection of fate rather than an expression of identity.

Bigotry makes terrible people. Trust me. They live very shallow and empty lives. They see no complexity, no great tapestry, no fugues. No overlapping subtle patterns, no profound awe. They do not see reality. They see themself everywhere all the time, themself—being rejected or embraced over and over. It’s just feedback. They are robotic sensory response automata.

The only thing a tolerant person cannot tolerate is intolerance. It’s a paradox, so make a choice. I choose to reject intolerance. Therefore, those who are intolerant must be rejected. TERFs lack understanding. They lack compassion. They lack willingness to learn or think outside their own rigid ideas of themself. Therefore I reject them.

It’s very very sad…and incredibly boring.

Transphobes live in their own hell. Sadly they rarely realize it until it’s too late. Some might think that fine karma.

I certainly do.

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Madi loves it when her mommies read her bedtime stories at night before she falls asleep. When Lexa is pregnant with Saige, Madi asks if she can read bedtime stories to her baby sister in her mommy's tummy 🥺

Oh my goodness yes!! 🥹

As a book lover, Lexa kinda went ham on the kids' book shopping back when she was pregnant with Madi so that little girl has a bunch of books to choose from for bedtime and Lexa adores the sweet little stories while Clarke gushes about the adorable illustrations.

Madi finds a few to be her favorite and will try to memorize the words the best she can with her mommas' help. Its cute reading a book to her and have her finish the sentences because she already know the lines, and Lexa actually teaches Madi to read a little earlier than most by doing this, sometimes falling asleep mid-sentence. And to incentive their energetic little toddler to sleep when she says she's not tired, Clarke will take Madi's hand and rest it on Lexa's tummy where the baby is still kicking and awake "your baby sister wont go to sleep unless you sleep too sweetheart, dont you want to show the baby how to be a big girl and sleep on time?". Madi eyes will widen and she'll nod very fast, getting cozier underneath the comforter and asking Lexa if she can read another smaller book to help her little sister fall asleep, not that Madi needs it.

One day she comes down the stairs with her favorite book in hand - The Tale of Peter Rabbit of course - and tells mommy that today she will be the one reading the bedtime story, she even tells Lexa to go and lay down because she wants to be sure her baby sister is comfortable inside her tummy so she can fall asleep to Madi's reading. She ends up making up half of the story and needing constant help to read the words she knows but she does it in the cutest voice, all hushed and sweet, talking directly to Lexa's tummy while she lays on the couch against Clarke. To their shock tho, Saige really does seem to fall asleep to Madi's reading but so does Madi who is still halfway through the book, heavy eyes already closing as the words trail off. Clarke picks her up and kisses her head, angling her in her arms so she can kiss Lexa's bump and so Lexa can kiss her head before she takes her to her bed and tucks her in already asleep.

The tradition continues when Saige is born, just a little wide eyes newborn staring at her big sister with shinning eyes as she reads her the exact same book, making sure to show her all the drawings and follow along with her finger where she is reading so Saige knows where to look.

Years later Madi will joke thats shes the reason Saige is such a storyteller and in the children's book Saige publishes, with illustrations so similar to Beatrix Potter's, there's a little dedication at the start:

For my big sister Madi, thank you for always reading me to sleep.

Below, a sweet picture Clarke captured all those years ago of Lexa in her hospital room, little Saige only a few hours old in her arms as Madi sat on her lap with Peter Rabbit opened in her hands, so clearly engrossed in her story telling.

Back on the farm, Madi, Lexa and Clarke are bawling their eyes out at the dedication 🥹

#letter opened #farm clexa #heda-in-the-clouds #I MIGHT HAVE CRIED WRITING THIS #(i definitely cried writing this)#MY CHILDREN 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

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Tomorrow was her birthday. not this day that was talked about so much both in this world and the living one. valentine's day. funny how he never really did anything for her on it... but then again why to show love on one single day when you can do it every day. and that was what he tried to do. show his love for her every single day. tomorrow however was her day. the day she came into this world. and even though she had forgotten his -- which really didn't matter, despite their agreement to have a tradition of letting him sleep in, he hadn't minded at all. for her however, he wouldn't dare forget. and he got her this gift that happened to arrive today, a day earlier. he thought that was a good thing. since early is always better than late. what he had chosen this year was not all that different from the year before. nighttime wear but this time a sheer robe that had caught his eye because of its colour. she did like pink and then the design also seemed like something she might like. it was flowy and feminine and fluffy. and he had found her size luckily. now that it was wrapped up and ready for her to open it in the morning, he put it away in her side of the closet so she could see it when she got ready for work in the morning. inside was also a little note he had written later and put in between the folds of the box that read:

Happy birthday, wife.

i think it's our third year together now. i hope you like this gift and don't think me boring for choosing something similar to last year. i just saw this and thought you'd like it. i'm not that great at gift-giving apparently. apologies for that. i hope to try harder next year. anyway, love you and i'll see you soon.

Your husband

She is undoubtedly EXHAUSTED. Haru had been up & down all night. Each time the little one would make his way to the end of their bed, he had a new reason why he needed his mother's attention. 'Tummy hurts, mommy', 'Tsuki woke me up, mommy', 'I wanna stay with you, mommy'. She had conceded DEFEAT roughly halfway through the night & eventually settled on letting the small boy remain in bed with them. Tsuki was a daddy's girl. She always wanted Starrk when she needed tending to. Haruya, however, was a mama's boy through & through & unfortunately, far more FUSSY of a child than his sister. Chiyo didn't mind MOST of the time. It came with the territory of having young ones. Only, up until recently, she didn't have to wake up nearly as early & it wasn't such a DETRIMENT to be woken up multiple times in the night. Now? She had to be up quite early for the commute to the Seireitei. She had previously been a PROFESSIONAL when it came to working long hours on little sleep. In fact, it was the way of their division. But she had become SPOILED with sleeping in & now it wasn't as easy as it once was. She has to PEEL her son off of her when it comes time to drag herself out of bed. She tucks him back in with little protest from Haru. He must have worn himself out from his own ANTICS & would most likely rest peacefully until it came time for their father to make them breakfast. Chiyo feels the exhaustion HIT her like a ton of bricks & she groans quietly to herself. It was going to be a LONG day. She makes her way to the closet in search of her uniform (if it could even be called that anymore, given her recent modifications). Crystal optics halt in their search when SOMETHING gets her attention. A box, nicely wrapped & placed atop her dresser.

Oh right. Today was her birthday. Of course he did something for her. He wouldn't FORGET like she had. Chiyo sighs, taking the box in her hands & feeling an immense sense of GUILT. Dammit. Why did he have to be so thoughtful? Part of her was hoping they could just IGNORE her birthday & be even for the year. But he hadn't even been upset & of course he was still going to do something for her. She tries to open the box as QUIETLY as she can manage, not wanting to disturb her boys when the sun hadn't even risen yet. Inside, she is met with a note & a shock of light pink fabric. She opens the note first, reading over his words & smiling to herself. He was just so PRECIOUS. After finishing the note, she pulls the garment from the box, lifting it up to get a better look at it. It was LOVELY. A pretty, pink, fluffy robe that would certainly pair well with the other things in her recreational closet. How could she EVER think it boring? She neatly, folds it back up, setting it aside so she could wear it after work. Then the small shinigami makes her way over to her husbands side of the bed, placing a kiss on his forehead. ❝I love you SO much.❞

#chi birfday 2023 #solitariusdeluna #answered ;#he's such a good husbando uvu

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Dr. Satyabrata Mohanty: The Best Plastic Surgeon in Jagatpura, Jaipur

When it comes to plastic and reconstructive surgery, choosing the right surgeon is crucial for achieving the best results while ensuring safety and long-term satisfaction. In Jagatpura, Jaipur, one name stands out in the field of plastic surgery – Dr. Satyabrata Mohanty. Known for his exceptional skills, compassionate care, and commitment to his patients, Dr. Mohanty has earned the reputation as the best plastic surgeon in Jagatpura, Jaipur.

Who is Dr. Satyabrata Mohanty?

Dr. Satyabrata Mohanty is a highly qualified and experienced plastic surgeon with a remarkable track record in the field of cosmetic and reconstructive surgery. He is known for his advanced surgical techniques, keen attention to detail, and a deep understanding of human anatomy. His extensive education and years of training have equipped him to handle a wide variety of surgical procedures, from aesthetic enhancements to complex reconstructive surgeries.

Dr. Mohanty’s goal is to help his patients feel better about their appearance and enhance their quality of life through safe and effective surgical solutions. Whether it's facial rejuvenation, body contouring, or reconstructive surgery after trauma, Dr. Mohanty is known for delivering outstanding results that align with his patients' desires.

Why Choose Dr. Satyabrata Mohanty?

There are several reasons why Dr. Satyabrata Mohanty is considered the best plastic surgeon in Jagatpura, Jaipur:

1. Expertise in a Wide Range of Procedures

Dr. Mohanty is skilled in a wide array of plastic and cosmetic surgery procedures, including:

Facial Surgery: This includes procedures like facelifts, rhinoplasty (nose job), blepharoplasty (eyelid surgery), and brow lifts that help rejuvenate the face and restore youthful vitality.

Body Contouring: Dr. Mohanty performs popular body contouring surgeries such as tummy tucks, liposuction, and breast augmentation or reduction to help patients achieve their desired body shape.

Reconstructive Surgery: Dr. Mohanty specializes in reconstructive surgeries, including post-burn reconstruction, congenital deformity correction, and breast reconstruction after mastectomy. His work ensures that patients regain their confidence and functionality.

Hair Transplant: He is also renowned for his hair restoration treatments, providing natural-looking results for patients battling hair loss.

2. Personalized Care for Every Patient

Dr. Mohanty takes pride in offering personalized care to each patient. He understands that every individual has unique needs and desires when it comes to cosmetic procedures. Dr. Mohanty ensures that all his patients are thoroughly consulted, and their concerns and goals are addressed before any treatment begins. His ability to listen attentively and provide custom solutions makes him a preferred choice for many.

3. State-of-the-Art Facilities

Dr. Mohanty’s clinic in Jagatpura, Jaipur, is equipped with the latest technology and modern surgical tools. His commitment to maintaining high standards of hygiene and safety ensures that every procedure is performed in a safe and controlled environment. Whether it’s a simple procedure or complex surgery, Dr. Mohanty’s clinic provides top-notch facilities to ensure the best possible outcomes.

4. Reputation for Natural Results

Dr. Mohanty’s signature approach is creating results that look natural and harmonious with the patient’s body structure. His expertise lies in enhancing his patients’ features without overdoing any procedure, ensuring that the results are subtle and enhance their natural beauty. Many patients in Jaipur and beyond have trusted Dr. Satyabrata Mohanty for his precise, meticulous approach and the high-quality outcomes he delivers.

5. Compassionate and Caring Approach

One of the standout qualities of Dr. Mohanty is his compassionate and caring nature. He ensures that each patient feels comfortable throughout the entire treatment process, from the initial consultation to post-operative care. His friendly demeanor and genuine concern for his patients’ well-being create a trust-based relationship, which is vital in the field of plastic surgery.

Patient Testimonials: Real Success Stories

Dr. Mohanty’s work speaks for itself through the numerous satisfied patients he has helped over the years. Many of his patients have shared their positive experiences, praising his professionalism, attention to detail, and life-changing results. Whether it’s a person seeking to improve their appearance or someone recovering from a traumatic injury, Dr. Mohanty has provided excellent care and transformative results.

Ritika Sharma, a patient from Jaipur, shares: "I had been struggling with my body image for years and finally decided to go for liposuction. Dr. Mohanty was not only professional but also very understanding of my concerns. The results are beyond what I expected, and I feel more confident than ever."

Ravi Kumar, a reconstructive surgery patient, says: "After a major accident, I thought I would never feel whole again. Dr. Mohanty’s reconstructive surgery gave me back my appearance and confidence. His care and expertise were exceptional throughout the process."

Conclusion

Dr. Satyabrata Mohanty is undoubtedly one of the leading plastic surgeons in Jagatpura, Jaipur, known for his expertise, natural-looking results, and personalized care. His dedication to his patients and pursuit of excellence in the field of plastic surgery make him a trusted choice for anyone seeking cosmetic or reconstructive procedures in Jaipur.

If you are considering a plastic surgery procedure, Dr. Mohanty’s experience, skills, and patient-first approach ensure that you will be in good hands. Book a consultation today to discover how Dr. Satyabrata Mohanty can help you achieve the results you’ve always dreamed of.

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southernaestheticsblog · 12 days ago

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Tummy Tuck Surgeons in Sydney: A Comprehensive Guide to Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery

When it comes to improving body contour and restoring confidence, a tummy tuck is one of the most sought-after procedures. Known scientifically as abdominoplasty, this surgery is designed to remove excess skin and fat from the abdominal area, while also tightening the underlying muscles. For many individuals in Sydney seeking a solution to stubborn belly fat, sagging skin after pregnancy, or weight loss, finding a skilled and reputable surgeon is a priority. Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery, located in Kogarah, offers world-class tummy tuck surgeries, combining expertise with personalized care for an outstanding patient experience.

Why Choose a Tummy Tuck?

A tummy tuck can provide numerous benefits for people who are struggling with loose or excess skin in the abdominal region. This condition may occur due to significant weight loss, pregnancy, aging, or other factors. For many, no matter how much they diet or exercise, the sagging skin simply won’t improve. A tummy tuck is a comprehensive solution that not only eliminates this excess skin but also addresses the muscle separation that can occur after childbirth or weight fluctuations.

Some of the key reasons people opt for a tummy tuck include:

Improved body contour: The procedure helps tighten and flatten the abdominal area.

Increased confidence: Many patients feel more comfortable in their bodies and clothing.

Better posture and core strength: Abdominoplasty tightens the muscles of the abdomen, which can improve posture and support the lower back.

Removal of excess skin: For those who have lost a significant amount of weight, the surgery can remove the loose, sagging skin that remains.

Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery: Your Trusted Tummy Tuck Surgeons

Located in the heart of Sydney at Suite 7, Level 5 Kirk Place, 15 Kensington St, Kogarah, Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery is the go-to clinic for individuals seeking top-tier cosmetic surgery, including tummy tuck procedures. The clinic is led by Dr. Ilias Kotronakis and Dr. Amira Sanki, two highly skilled surgeons with extensive experience in performing tummy tucks and other body contouring surgeries.

Dr. Ilias Kotronakis is a board-certified plastic surgeon with a passion for delivering natural-looking results. His expertise spans a wide range of cosmetic surgeries, and his approach to tummy tucks is no exception. Dr. Kotronakis ensures that each patient is given a personalized treatment plan based on their specific goals and needs. His meticulous attention to detail and focus on patient safety have earned him a reputation as one of Sydney's leading plastic surgeons.

Dr. Amira Sanki, a fellow of the Royal Australasian College of Surgeons (FRACS), shares the same dedication to excellence and patient care. Her background in plastic and reconstructive surgery makes her particularly adept at understanding the complexities of body contouring procedures. Dr. Sanki’s warm and compassionate approach ensures that patients feel supported and well-informed throughout the process.

The Tummy Tuck Procedure: What to Expect

A tummy tuck is a detailed procedure that involves several steps. The exact process may vary depending on the patient’s goals, but typically, the surgery follows these stages:

Consultation: During your initial consultation at Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery, you will meet with Dr. Kotronakis or Dr. Sanki to discuss your concerns, goals, and the best surgical approach. They will assess your abdominal area, review your medical history, and explain the options available to you.

Preparation: Before surgery, you will be given instructions to help prepare. This may include recommendations regarding diet, medication, and smoking cessation, as these can all impact the healing process.

The Surgery: A tummy tuck is typically performed under general anesthesia and can take several hours, depending on the complexity of the case. The procedure involves making a horizontal incision along the lower abdomen, through which excess skin and fat are removed. In some cases, liposuction may be used to further sculpt the body. If necessary, the surgeon will also repair any abdominal muscle separation (diastasis recti), which often occurs after pregnancy.

Recovery: After surgery, patients will need some time to rest and recover. A compression garment is usually worn to help reduce swelling and support the healing process. Most individuals can return to light activities within a few weeks, but strenuous exercises should be avoided for several months.

Final Results: The results of a tummy tuck are often visible immediately after the swelling subsides. The final results improve over time, as the body continues to heal. Many patients are thrilled with their newly sculpted abdomen, often seeing a more youthful, toned appearance.

Why Choose Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery for Your Tummy Tuck?

There are many reasons why Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery is one of the top choices for tummy tuck procedures in Sydney. Here are just a few:

1. Expert Surgeons with Extensive Experience

Dr. Kotronakis and Dr. Sanki bring years of experience and advanced training to the table. Both surgeons have successfully performed numerous tummy tucks, earning them a stellar reputation among patients. They stay updated with the latest surgical techniques and trends, ensuring that you receive the highest standard of care.

2. Personalized Care

At Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery, the focus is on providing individualized care. The team takes the time to understand each patient’s unique goals and concerns, ensuring that the treatment plan is tailored specifically to their needs. From the initial consultation to the post-operative follow-up, the surgeons are committed to offering a seamless and supportive experience.

3. State-of-the-Art Facilities

Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery’s clinic in Kogarah is equipped with the latest technology and medical equipment, ensuring the highest standards of safety and comfort for patients. The facility maintains a clean, modern, and welcoming environment where patients can feel at ease throughout their surgical journey.

4. Comprehensive Consultation

The consultation process at Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery is thorough and informative. Dr. Kotronakis and Dr. Sanki take the time to explain the procedure in detail, answer all your questions, and set realistic expectations for the outcome. They provide guidance on all aspects of the surgery, from pre-operative preparation to post-operative care, to help you make informed decisions.

5. Proven Results

The clinic has a track record of delivering exceptional results, and many patients rave about the positive impact their tummy tuck has had on their confidence and quality of life. Before and after photos on the clinic’s social media accounts, such as Instagram and Facebook, showcase the stunning transformations that have taken place under the care of Dr. Kotronakis and Dr. Sanki.

6. Convenient Location and Accessibility

Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery is conveniently located in Kogarah, easily accessible to patients from all over Sydney. The clinic’s central location ensures that patients can access world-class care without having to travel far.

Get in Touch with Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery

If you’re considering a tummy tuck in Sydney, Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery is the place to go. The clinic’s experienced surgeons, state-of-the-art facilities, and commitment to patient care ensure that you will be in the best hands.

To schedule a consultation or learn more about tummy tucks and other aesthetic procedures, visit their website at southernaesthetic.com.au or contact them directly at +61 2 9588 2494. You can also connect with them on social media through their Facebook and Instagram pages, or check out their informative YouTube channel for more insights.

Conclusion

A tummy tuck is a life-changing procedure that can help you achieve a more sculpted and confident appearance. When choosing a surgeon, it’s crucial to select one with experience, skill, and a commitment to patient safety. Dr. Kotronakis and Dr. Sanki of Southern Aesthetic Plastic Surgery embody all these qualities, making them the ideal choice for anyone considering a tummy tuck in Sydney. Reach out today to take the first step toward a more confident you.

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Cosmetic Surgery: Transforming Confidence and Enhancing Aesthetics

Cosmetic surgery has become a popular choice for individuals seeking to enhance their appearance, boost self-esteem, and address specific aesthetic concerns. With advancements in medical technology and techniques, this field offers a wide range of procedures tailored to individual needs. From subtle enhancements to dramatic transformations, cosmetic surgery provides solutions that cater to various goals and preferences.

We will delve into the world of cosmetic surgery, its benefits, popular procedures, considerations before undergoing surgery, and tips for choosing the right surgeon. Whether you’re exploring options for the first time or seeking additional insights, this guide will equip you with the essential knowledge to make informed decisions.

What is Cosmetic Surgery?

Cosmetic surgery is a specialized branch of plastic surgery focused on improving a person’s appearance. Unlike reconstructive surgery, which addresses medical conditions or injuries, cosmetic procedures are elective and primarily aimed at enhancing aesthetic appeal. From facial rejuvenation to body contouring, these surgeries help individuals achieve their desired look.

Popular procedures include facelifts, lip lifts, rhinoplasty, and eyelid surgery. Each procedure is customized to address unique features and align with the patient’s goals. The growing demand for these surgeries reflects their effectiveness in boosting confidence and improving quality of life.

Benefits of Cosmetic Surgery

Undergoing cosmetic surgery offers numerous advantages, both physical and psychological. Here are some of the key benefits:

1. Improved Appearance

One of the primary reasons people opt for cosmetic surgery is to correct or enhance specific features. Whether it’s addressing wrinkles, reshaping the nose, or lifting sagging skin, these procedures can significantly improve one's overall appearance.

2. Boosted Self-Esteem

Enhancing physical features often leads to increased self-confidence. Feeling good about your appearance can positively impact various aspects of life, including social interactions and professional opportunities.

3. Long-Lasting Results

Unlike temporary solutions like makeup or non-invasive treatments, many cosmetic surgeries provide long-lasting or permanent results. This durability makes them a valuable investment for individuals seeking sustained improvements.

4. Tailored Solutions

Each cosmetic procedure is personalized to the patient's unique anatomy and goals. This ensures that results appear natural and harmonious with the individual’s overall look.

Popular Cosmetic Surgery Procedures

1. Facelifts

Facelifts are designed to combat signs of aging, such as sagging skin, wrinkles, and loss of elasticity. By tightening facial muscles and removing excess skin, this procedure rejuvenates the face and restores a youthful appearance.

2. Rhinoplasty

Commonly referred to as a nose job, rhinoplasty surgery reshapes the nose for aesthetic or functional purposes. It can address issues like a crooked nose, a hump, or breathing difficulties.

3. Eyelid Surgery

Eyelid surgery, or blepharoplasty, targets drooping eyelids and under-eye bags. This procedure not only enhances the eyes’ appearance but can also improve vision in cases where sagging skin obstructs the line of sight.

4. Lip Lift

A surgical lip lift enhances the shape and position of the lips, creating a more youthful and proportionate appearance. This procedure is ideal for those who feel their lips have thinned with age.

5. Body Contouring

Procedures like liposuction, tummy tucks, and buttock lifts reshape the body by removing excess fat or skin and improving overall proportions.

Preparing for Cosmetic Surgery

Before deciding on a cosmetic procedure, careful preparation is essential. Here are steps to ensure a smooth and successful experience:

1. Research the Procedure

Understand what the surgery entails, including recovery time, risks, and expected outcomes. Familiarizing yourself with the process helps manage expectations.

2. Consult with a Qualified Surgeon

Choosing an experienced and board-certified cosmetic surgeon is crucial. During the consultation, discuss your goals, medical history, and any concerns.

3. Set Realistic Expectations

While cosmetic surgery can enhance appearance, it’s essential to have realistic expectations. Communicate openly with your surgeon about what you hope to achieve.

4. Prepare Mentally and Physically

Ensure you are in good health before surgery. Follow any pre-operative instructions provided by your surgeon, such as avoiding certain medications or fasting before the procedure.

Choosing the Right Cosmetic Surgeon

Finding the right surgeon can make a significant difference in the outcome of your procedure. Consider the following tips when selecting a professional:

Verify Credentials: Ensure the surgeon is certified by a recognized board and has extensive experience in the procedure you are considering.

Review Before-and-After Photos: Examine the surgeon’s portfolio to assess their work and determine if it aligns with your desired results.

Read Patient Reviews: Feedback from previous patients can provide insights into the surgeon’s expertise and patient care.

Schedule Consultations: Meeting multiple surgeons allows you to compare their recommendations and choose the one you feel most comfortable with.

Post-Surgery Recovery and Care

Recovery is a critical phase of the cosmetic surgery journey. Proper care and patience are essential to achieve the best results. Here are some tips:

Follow Instructions: Adhere to your surgeon’s post-operative guidelines, including medication schedules and wound care.

Allow Time for Healing: Avoid strenuous activities and give your body the time it needs to recover fully.

Attend Follow-Up Appointments: Regular check-ins with your surgeon ensure proper healing and address any concerns.

Is Cosmetic Surgery Right for You?

Deciding to undergo cosmetic surgery is a personal choice. It’s essential to assess your motivations and goals. Are you seeking surgery to enhance your confidence, or are external pressures influencing your decision? Being honest with yourself and consulting with a trusted professional can help determine if it’s the right path for you.

Conclusion

Cosmetic surgery offers transformative opportunities for those looking to enhance their appearance and confidence. With various procedures available, individuals can tailor their choices to meet their unique needs. By thoroughly researching options, consulting qualified surgeons, and following a thoughtful preparation and recovery process, you can achieve your aesthetic goals safely and effectively.

Whether it’s a facelift, rhinoplasty surgery, or surgical lip lift, the journey toward self-improvement begins with knowledge and preparation. Always prioritize your health and well-being, and choose procedures that align with your personal aspirations.

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Everything You Need to Know About Plastic Surgery in Chicago

Plastic surgery has become an increasingly popular choice for individuals seeking to enhance their appearance or address medical concerns. In Chicago, a city renowned for its world-class medical facilities and highly skilled surgeons, plastic surgery offers a wealth of opportunities for those looking to achieve their aesthetic or reconstructive goals. This comprehensive guide will walk you through everything you need to know about plastic surgery in Chicago.

What Is Plastic Surgery?

Plastic surgery is a medical specialty focused on the reconstruction, restoration, or enhancement of the human body. It is broadly divided into two categories: reconstructive surgery, which aims to correct functional impairments caused by trauma, birth defects, or disease, and cosmetic surgery, which focuses on improving appearance.

Why Choose Chicago for Plastic Surgery?

Chicago is home to some of the most advanced medical facilities and highly trained plastic surgeons in the country. The city offers a diverse range of specialists with expertise in cutting-edge procedures, ensuring patients receive personalized care and optimal results. With a thriving medical community and state-of-the-art technology, Chicago has become a hub for both local and international patients seeking high-quality plastic surgery.

Top Reasons to Consider Plastic Surgery in Chicago:

Access to board-certified plastic surgeons.

Comprehensive consultations and customized treatment plans.

Availability of advanced surgical techniques.

Reputation for exemplary post-operative care.

Popular Plastic Surgery Procedures in Chicago

1. Facial Procedures

Facial plastic surgery can rejuvenate your appearance, enhance your features, and boost self-confidence. Some of the most sought-after facial procedures in Chicago include:

Facelifts: Tighten sagging skin and smooth wrinkles for a youthful appearance.

Rhinoplasty: Reshape the nose to improve symmetry or correct breathing issues.

Blepharoplasty (Eyelid Surgery): Revitalize tired-looking eyes by addressing drooping eyelids or under-eye bags.

Botox and Fillers: Non-surgical options for reducing wrinkles and adding volume to the face.

2. Breast Surgery

Breast procedures are among the most common cosmetic surgeries in Chicago. These include:

Breast Augmentation: Enhance breast size and shape using implants or fat transfer.

Breast Reduction: Alleviate discomfort caused by overly large breasts.

Breast Lift: Address sagging by repositioning the breasts to a higher, more youthful position.

Reconstructive Breast Surgery: Restore the breast’s appearance after mastectomy or injury.

3. Body Contouring

For individuals seeking to sculpt and define their physique, body contouring procedures offer transformative results:

Liposuction: Remove stubborn fat deposits from specific areas of the body.

Tummy Tuck (Abdominoplasty): Tighten abdominal muscles and eliminate excess skin.

Brazilian Butt Lift (BBL): Enhance the shape and size of the buttocks using fat transfer techniques.

Mommy Makeover: A combination of procedures tailored to restore a woman’s body post-pregnancy.

4. Reconstructive Surgery

Reconstructive plastic surgery focuses on addressing functional impairments and restoring normal appearance. Common reconstructive procedures in Chicago include:

Skin Cancer Removal and Reconstruction

Scar Revision

Hand Surgery

Cleft Lip and Palate Repair

How to Choose the Right Plastic Surgeon in Chicago

Selecting the right plastic surgeon is a crucial step in achieving your desired outcome. Here are some tips to guide your decision:

1. Verify Credentials

Ensure your surgeon is board-certified by the American Board of Plastic Surgery (ABPS). Board certification signifies that the surgeon has undergone extensive training and adheres to the highest standards of patient care.

2. Review Their Portfolio

Examine before-and-after photos of previous patients to gauge the surgeon's expertise and aesthetic style.

3. Schedule a Consultation

A consultation allows you to discuss your goals, ask questions, and assess whether you feel comfortable with the surgeon’s approach.

4. Check Patient Reviews

Online reviews and testimonials can provide insights into the surgeon's professionalism, bedside manner, and results.

The Cost of Plastic Surgery in Chicago

The cost of plastic surgery in Chicago varies widely depending on the procedure, the surgeon’s experience, and the facility. Below is an overview of typical costs:

Facelifts: $8,000–$15,000

Rhinoplasty: $5,000–$12,000

Breast Augmentation: $6,000–$12,000

Liposuction: $3,000–$10,000

Tummy Tuck: $8,000–$15,000

Many clinics offer financing options to make procedures more accessible to patients.

Recovery and Aftercare

Recovery times for plastic surgery vary depending on the procedure. Here are some general guidelines:

Facial Procedures: 1–2 weeks for swelling and bruising to subside.

Body Contouring: 2–4 weeks for full mobility and healing.

Breast Surgery: 2–6 weeks for swelling to decrease and results to settle.

Patients should follow their surgeon’s post-operative instructions meticulously to ensure the best outcomes. This includes attending follow-up appointments, avoiding strenuous activities, and adhering to prescribed skincare or medication regimens.

Non-Surgical Alternatives

For those hesitant about surgery, Chicago offers a variety of non-surgical cosmetic treatments, such as:

Laser Skin Resurfacing: Improve skin texture and tone.

CoolSculpting: Freeze and eliminate fat cells without surgery.

Microneedling: Stimulate collagen production for smoother skin.

These treatments often require little to no downtime, making them a convenient option for busy individuals.

Conclusion

Plastic surgery in Chicago provides a pathway to enhanced confidence and well-being through skilled surgeons, advanced techniques, and personalized care. Whether you’re seeking cosmetic enhancements or reconstructive solutions, the city's top-tier medical facilities ensure you are in safe hands. Research thoroughly, consult with professionals, and take the first step toward achieving your aesthetic goals.

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Plastic Surgery in South Delhi: Unlock Your Confidence with Dr. Anshumali Misra

South Delhi is not only renowned for its upscale lifestyle and cultural heritage but also for its world-class medical facilities. Among the standout professionals is Dr. Anshumali Misra, a top-tier plastic surgeon in South Delhi. With years of experience, Dr. Misra is known for his expertise in cosmetic surgery and reconstructive procedures, offering customized treatments to help individuals look and feel their best.

Why Choose Plastic Surgery in South Delhi?

When it comes to cosmetic enhancements and surgery, South Delhi has become a leading destination for many reasons:

Highly Skilled Surgeons: The city is home to some of the most accomplished plastic surgeons, including Dr. Anshumali Misra, who have honed their skills through years of experience and advanced education.

Advanced Medical Technology: Clinics in South Delhi are equipped with the latest surgical tools and cutting-edge medical technology, ensuring patient safety and optimal results.

Comprehensive Service Options: Whether you're looking to enhance your facial features, reshape your body, or address breast concerns, South Delhi offers a wide range of options, both surgical and non-surgical.

Patient-Centric Care: The best plastic surgeons like Dr. Misra focus on understanding each patient’s individual needs, offering tailored treatment plans that are aligned with personal goals and expectations.

Meet Dr. Anshumali Misra: Leading Plastic Surgeon in South Delhi

Dr. Anshumali Misra is widely regarded as one of the foremost plastic surgeons in South Delhi, known for his precision, expertise, and artistic approach. Specializing in both cosmetic and reconstructive surgery, Dr. Misra blends his extensive medical knowledge with an aesthetic sense, ensuring that each procedure results in a natural and enhanced appearance.

Key Areas of Expertise:

Facial Cosmetic Surgery: Dr. Misra is renowned for his work in rhinoplasty, facelifts, and eyelid surgeries, which help patients achieve rejuvenated, youthful, and harmonious facial features.

Body Contouring: Whether it’s liposuction, a tummy tuck, or a body lift, Dr. Misra offers procedures to help clients achieve their desired body shape.

Breast Procedures: From breast augmentation and reduction to reconstructive surgery, Dr. Misra provides comprehensive services to help patients enhance or restore their breast contours.

Non-Surgical Treatments: For those who prefer less invasive options, Botox, dermal fillers, and laser skin treatments are available to improve skin texture, reduce wrinkles, and enhance facial volume.

Popular Procedures Offered by Dr. Anshumali Misra

Dr. Anshumali Misra performs a variety of sought-after plastic surgery procedures that cater to the diverse aesthetic needs of his patients. Some of the most popular treatments include:

Facial Enhancements: Procedures like rhinoplasty, facelifts, and eyelid surgery are commonly requested to improve facial aesthetics and create a more youthful appearance.

Body Sculpting: Dr. Misra is well-versed in performing liposuction, tummy tucks, and body lifts to remove excess fat and tighten loose skin, achieving a smooth and toned physique.

Breast Surgery: Whether patients are looking for breast augmentation, reduction, or reconstruction, Dr. Misra’s expertise ensures beautiful, natural results.

Non-Invasive Treatments: For those not ready for surgery, non-surgical options such as Botox, fillers, and laser treatments can subtly enhance facial features, smooth wrinkles, and revitalize the skin.

Why Choose Dr. Anshumali Misra for Your Plastic Surgery Needs?

When it comes to plastic surgery, Dr. Anshumali Misra offers several reasons why he’s one of the best surgeons in South Delhi:

Proven Expertise: With a solid foundation in both cosmetic and reconstructive surgery, Dr. Misra combines technical skill with an eye for aesthetics, producing exceptional results.

Tailored Approach: Every patient is different, and Dr. Misra works closely with each individual to develop a personalized treatment plan that meets their unique needs and desired outcomes.

State-of-the-Art Techniques: Dr. Misra employs the most advanced surgical methods and cutting-edge technology to ensure safe, effective, and minimally invasive procedures.

Post-Operative Care: Excellent aftercare is a key aspect of plastic surgery, and Dr. Misra’s team ensures that each patient receives the best support during their recovery phase.

Selecting the Right Plastic Surgeon

Choosing the right plastic surgeon is vital to achieving your desired results. Here are a few tips when selecting a surgeon for your cosmetic journey:

Check Credentials: Ensure that the surgeon is board-certified and has the proper qualifications to perform your desired procedure.

Read Reviews: Research patient reviews, look at before-and-after photos, and learn about their experiences with the surgeon to get a sense of his or her work.

Consultation: A face-to-face consultation with Dr. Misra will give you a chance to discuss your goals, ask questions, and ensure that you’re comfortable with the treatment options presented.

Evaluate the Facility: Make sure the clinic or hospital is accredited and follows all necessary safety protocols.

Start Your Transformation Journey with Dr. Anshumali Misra

Plastic surgery is a transformative experience that not only enhances your appearance but also boosts your confidence. Dr. Anshumali Misra offers a personalized, expert approach to help you achieve your aesthetic goals with safe, effective treatments. Whether you’re interested in rejuvenating your face, reshaping your body, or enhancing your breasts, Dr. Misra’s skill and attention to detail will ensure that you achieve natural, beautiful results.

Ready to take the first step toward the new, confident you? Book a consultation with Dr. Anshumali Misra today and let him guide you through every step of your plastic surgery journey.

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Understanding Cosmetic Surgery: Everything You Need to Know

Cosmetic surgery has evolved from a niche field of medicine to a widely accessible and frequently sought-after option for enhancing appearance and boosting confidence. While once viewed as an indulgence reserved for the elite, it has gained acceptance across diverse age groups and backgrounds. With advancements in techniques and technology, cosmetic surgery is more refined and customizable than ever before, allowing individuals to achieve desired changes in a safe and effective manner. Understanding what cosmetic surgery entails, why people choose it, and what options are available is essential for anyone considering this transformative journey.

1. Defining Cosmetic Surgery

Cosmetic surgery refers to surgical and nonsurgical procedures aimed at improving an individual's appearance. Unlike reconstructive surgery, which addresses deformities due to injury or disease, cosmetic surgery is elective and focuses on enhancing aesthetic appeal, symmetry, and proportion. It encompasses a range of treatments from facial contouring and body reshaping to skin rejuvenation and anti-aging solutions.

1.1 A Brief History of Cosmetic Surgery

While modern cosmetic surgery has only become mainstream in the past century, its origins date back thousands of years. Ancient Egyptians and Romans practiced rudimentary forms of cosmetic enhancements. However, it wasn’t until the early 20th century, during and after World War I, that cosmetic surgery began evolving into a specialized field as doctors sought methods to reconstruct soldiers' injuries. Today, with advances in medicine and technology, it has transformed into a science dedicated to aesthetic enhancement and personal empowerment.

2. Why People Opt for Cosmetic Surgery

The reasons individuals choose cosmetic surgery are varied and deeply personal. It is not merely about altering one’s physical appearance but often about addressing self-esteem, emotional wellness, and life satisfaction. Some common motivations include:

Enhancing Physical Attractiveness: Many individuals seek cosmetic surgery to highlight or redefine aspects of their appearance they find unappealing.

Aging Gracefully: Cosmetic surgery offers solutions that allow individuals to manage the visible effects of aging, such as wrinkles, sagging skin, and loss of volume.

Boosting Confidence and Self-Esteem: Improved appearance often translates into greater confidence in both personal and professional settings.

Correcting Proportions or Symmetry: Cosmetic surgery can provide balance to facial and body features, enhancing overall harmony and symmetry.

For those interested in exploring their options, visiting a cosmetic clinic is a great place to begin understanding what procedures are available.

3. Common Types of Cosmetic Surgery Procedures

Cosmetic surgery covers a broad spectrum of procedures, each designed to target specific areas of the face and body. Some of the most popular categories include:

3.1 Facial Procedures

Rhinoplasty: Commonly known as a nose job, rhinoplasty reshapes or resizes the nose for aesthetic or functional reasons.

Facelifts: Designed to reduce visible signs of aging, facelifts tighten sagging skin, smooth out wrinkles, and restore youthful contours.

Blepharoplasty: This eyelid surgery removes excess skin and fat, reducing the appearance of drooping eyelids or under-eye bags.

Botox and Fillers: Non-surgical options like Botox and dermal fillers are used to smooth wrinkles, add volume, and contour the face without invasive surgery.

For individuals considering facial enhancements, a cosmetic skin clinic can provide a variety of options tailored to different needs and outcomes.

3.2 Body Contouring Procedures

Liposuction: One of the most popular body contouring surgeries, liposuction removes excess fat from areas such as the abdomen, thighs, and arms.

Tummy Tuck (Abdominoplasty): This procedure tightens the abdominal muscles and removes excess skin and fat, often chosen by individuals who have lost significant weight or gone through pregnancy.

Breast Augmentation and Reduction: Augmentation involves the enhancement of breast size using implants, while reduction removes excess tissue to reduce size, offering comfort and proportion.

Buttock Lift: This procedure reshapes and lifts the buttocks, often enhancing contour and firmness.

3.3 Skin Rejuvenation Procedures

Chemical Peels: These treatments improve skin texture and tone by removing damaged outer layers, addressing issues like hyperpigmentation and scarring.

Laser Resurfacing: Laser treatments target age spots, fine lines, and other skin irregularities, promoting new collagen growth and revitalizing the skin.

Microneedling: This minimally invasive procedure stimulates collagen production and improves skin elasticity and tone.

Dermabrasion: Dermabrasion smooths out surface irregularities, reducing scars, wrinkles, and age spots.

For individuals focused on improving skin quality, a skin rejuvenation clinic offers a range of advanced treatments tailored to individual skin needs.

4. The Process of Cosmetic Surgery

Cosmetic surgery is a journey that typically involves multiple stages, each essential for achieving optimal results and patient satisfaction. These stages include consultation, preparation, the procedure itself, and recovery.

4.1 Initial Consultation

The initial consultation is the first step where individuals meet with a qualified surgeon to discuss their aesthetic goals, ask questions, and understand potential risks and outcomes. During this stage, the surgeon assesses the patient's medical history, suitability for the procedure, and sets realistic expectations.

4.2 Pre-Surgical Preparation

Preparation for cosmetic surgery may involve lifestyle adjustments, dietary changes, and health screenings. The surgeon will provide guidelines to ensure the patient’s body is in the best condition for a safe and successful procedure.

4.3 The Surgical Procedure

Cosmetic surgery is often performed under general or local anesthesia, depending on the complexity and nature of the procedure. With advancements in technology, many cosmetic surgeries now involve minimally invasive techniques, reducing recovery times and minimizing risks.

4.4 Post-Operative Care and Recovery

Recovery times vary depending on the procedure. Adhering to post-operative instructions is crucial for optimal healing. Patients may need rest, follow-up appointments, and specific care routines to ensure the best results from their procedure.

5. Risks and Considerations in Cosmetic Surgery

Like any medical procedure, cosmetic surgery carries potential risks and complications. It’s essential to weigh these factors carefully and consult a reputable surgeon before proceeding. Some common risks include:

Infection: Infection is a risk in any surgery, but following post-surgery care instructions can minimize the chances.

Scarring: Although surgeons strive for minimal scarring, certain procedures may result in visible scars, particularly in individuals prone to keloid formation.

Anesthesia Reactions: Some patients may experience adverse reactions to anesthesia, requiring careful monitoring and preoperative assessment.

Unsatisfactory Results: Achieving a natural and desired outcome depends on clear communication with the surgeon and setting realistic expectations.

Seeking professional advice at a trusted cosmetic clinic can help in making informed decisions and understanding both the benefits and limitations of the procedures.

6. The Role of Non-Surgical Cosmetic Treatments

With the rise of non-surgical procedures, many individuals now opt for treatments that offer enhancement without the commitment or downtime of surgery. These treatments, including Botox, dermal fillers, and laser therapies, allow for subtle improvements with minimal recovery.

6.1 Advantages of Non-Surgical Treatments

Non-surgical treatments are typically less invasive, have shorter recovery periods, and can often be completed in a single office visit. They are ideal for individuals seeking enhancement without undergoing full surgery and can provide temporary or semi-permanent results.

6.2 Combining Surgical and Non-Surgical Options

Some patients choose a combination of surgical and non-surgical procedures for a comprehensive approach to rejuvenation. A skilled surgeon can create a personalized plan that integrates different techniques to achieve a balanced, natural appearance.

7. Choosing the Right Cosmetic Surgeon

Selecting a qualified and experienced cosmetic surgeon is crucial to achieving safe and satisfying results. Researching credentials, checking reviews, and scheduling consultations can help individuals find a reputable provider. It's essential to ensure that the surgeon specializes in the desired procedure and is certified by recognized medical boards.

7.1 Evaluating the Cosmetic Clinic

In addition to choosing the right surgeon, evaluating the cosmetic clinic is equally important. Patients should look for clinics that maintain high standards of safety, hygiene, and professionalism. A well-equipped clinic with modern facilities is a good indicator of the quality of care provided.

8. The Psychological Impact of Cosmetic Surgery

The psychological effects of cosmetic surgery are profound and vary from person to person. While many experience increased self-confidence and satisfaction, others may face challenges in adjusting to their new appearance. It's vital to approach cosmetic surgery with a healthy mindset, focusing on realistic expectations and understanding that self-worth extends beyond physical appearance.

8.1 Counseling and Support

For some, psychological counseling can provide support during the decision-making process, helping to ensure that motivations are clear and expectations are grounded in reality. A reputable surgeon often emphasizes the importance of mental preparedness for patients considering cosmetic surgery.

9. Cosmetic Surgery in the Modern Era

Today, cosmetic surgery is part of a larger cultural movement toward self-enhancement and individual choice. With advancements in technology, increased accessibility, and a variety of options, it has become more accepted and celebrated. While personal appearance remains a key motivator, many individuals now seek cosmetic surgery as part of a holistic approach to wellness and self-empowerment.

Conclusion

Cosmetic surgery offers a pathway to self-enhancement, allowing individuals to address their unique aesthetic goals and improve their quality of life. From facial and body contouring procedures to skin rejuvenation, cosmetic surgery has expanded to include a range of options suited to diverse needs and preferences. As with any medical intervention, it is essential to consult with professionals, consider all options, and approach this journey with informed intent. For anyone considering this transformation, visiting a trusted cosmetic skin clinic provides insight into the possibilities and pathways to a confident, rejuvenated self.

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