#* ( alexander babies ) *

[motherismotheringggg]

this is very, deeply, truly, utterly important to me‼️

[potato-lord-but-not]

MALTOBER BATCH 2 💥💥💥💥 really really love day 12, 13, 18 n 20 fr fr

[trentoomuch]

“you’re a big baby when you lose” Jude Bellingham

[thornescratch]

Brandon Duhaime gets the traditional ex-team pregame love serenade from his captain and teammates.

[ixis-stuff]

pining laurens? No. pining ham not understanding why he’s yearning for self sacrificial blond amirite

[itsfootballbih]

Not JD promoting Aura as if she’s his own😭

[bohemian-nights]

Lt. Alexander Jefferson✈️

Masters of the Air Part Nine

[nicnak20]

A detailed examination; Charlie Mayhew:

*When Yn goes in for a regular checkup with her new doctor, she ends getting examined by a handsome young doctor who provides a very detailed examination on her. *

Yn swayed her feet back and forth against the cushiony leather table- the paper crinkling underneath her. Her arms prickled goosebumps- they always did whenever she stepped into the sterile domain of the hospital.

If it wasn't the muffled sounds of hospital chatter, then it was the metallic of the shiny instruments hanging on the walls. Feeling the thin paper gown bellow over her body, Yn felt her body flush with heat. The hair over her arms stuck up like pins in a cushion. She had an appointment with a new doctor: Doctor Mayhew. Maybe he was an older doctor; gray hair on the sides of her hair, a kind worn in smile that he gave to all his patients. Or maybe a sweet but stern woman with crinkles in around her eyes and subtle blue eyes that stared back at her with a sympathetic seriousness.

Yn found that thinking of the mysterious Doctor Mayhew distracted her from the waiting that seemed to be lingering on and on.

A knock on the door sounded and it startled Yn a bit. "Come in,"

In walked a young doctor- dark brown hair slicked and styled, a rich dimpled smile and settled down demeanor. "Hello, Miss Yn," he scanned the clipboard, "I'm Dr. Mayhew and I'll be taking care of you today." He reached out his hand for Yn to shake, before heading over to the counter.

Yn felt her heart speed up. Her face flushed a bit as Dr. Mayhew settled on the stool as he went over Yn's medical history. Feeling a bit small in his presence, Yn turned her attention to her thumbs that kept shuffling over and under each other- a nervous habit she picked up in the third grade.

Dr. Mayhew cleared his throat before holding the clipboard up and turning his attention to Yn.

"Do you smoke?"

"No."

"Engage in any form of drug use?" "No."

"Drink more than twice a day?" Yn shook her head.

A silence fell over the room until the questions became more invasive. "How are your cycles- are your periods regular?"

"...yes."

"Have you ever had any STDs?" "No... I'm a virgin." Dr. Mayhew's eyebrows lifted a bit. "This is just routine but- do you suspect pregnancy or have been pregnant in the past?"

"No." Dr. Mayhew wrote something down on the clipboard before setting it down on the counter and moving towards the foot of the table. Grabbing the little light from his lab coat, he shined it in Yn's eyes, then her ears and then inside her mouth and nose.

"Checks out nicely...." Dr. Mayhew then swiveled over and grabbed a small swivel tray where he set down a few supplies, but Yn's eyes zeroed in on a speculum and a few sample brushes.

Understanding what this exam was about: the period questions, the STDs and the pregnancy routine questions, Yn understood that she was about to receive a very detailed examination by the handsome doctor she had felt so intimidated by.

Her face flushed even warmer when he pulled the thick metal stirrups out that seemed to be hidden under the table. "Before I preform the pelvic exam, I would like to do a breast exam first. It checks for any cancers that might be there."

Carefully undoing the top of Yn's gown, it slid down leaving Yn's bare breast to pop out. They felt cold and care against the air of the room. Dr. Mayhew warmed up his hands after washing them in the sink. Walking back over, he carefully touched Yn's breast and squeezed it carefully- tickling the sensitive nipples with his palms.

Checking the other breast, Yn turned her attention to the stirrups that stuck out; like Dr. Mayhew wanted to taunt her with the looming exam that was to befall her after her simple breast check she was being given in the moment. Yn felt herself become wet but tried to stifle any reactions; professionally as she would've liked it to be for herself as well.

Her nipples became denser the more they were touched. They bounced back from the doctor's touches until they were surprisingly squeezed and pinched a bit from the clamps being placed over them. Five seconds turned into a minute as Dr. Mayhew wrote down some information on his clipboard.

"Alright," he removed the clips from Yn's nipples that were now hard and pointed. He helped Yn dress her gown over her chest before scooting down to end of the table again. "Just lay back Yn," A shudder fell down Yn's spine as she complied and laid back against the table. She felt the thin paper press against the nape of her back as Dr. Mayhew gentle guided her feet into the stirrups.

Feeling the warmth of his hands touch her cool feet, Yn's body warmed. Hearing the loud elastic snap of latex gloves made her cheeks flush with a deep redness. Glancing over and seeing the white gloves wrapped over Dr. Mayhew's large hands made a red fall over face- warming her cheeks with a burning sting.

Grabbing her hips, Dr. Mayhew scooted Yn down to the edge of the table and spread her legs gently, pushing back the gown from around her legs until her inner thighs hit the light and her vagina was exposed in front of the doctor. He kindly shined the light over her intimates, enlivening the peachy rose-colored flesh of her bottom too.

Exposed and artless, Yn felt herself sink deeper and deeper into the bitter hole of humiliation. Feeling Dr. Mayhew's gloved hands touch the lips of her vagina, Yn blushed. Alert to the wetness of herself, Dr. Mayhew seemed to take note of this and arched his eyebrow about the other. A smirk appeared across his face as without warning, his finger dug into Yn's little hole. Hearing the silk wet sounds of his finger adventuring inside of Yn, she tried to drum out the exam with the slight buzzing ring of the overhead lights.

"Okay..." grabbing the speculum, Dr. Mayhew touched it to Yn's inner thigh. "I'm going to insert the speculum now... it might feel a bit cool."

As the smooth metallic slid into you, the coolness penetrated through your body. Afraid to even glance up between your legs and see a focused- and determined- Dr. Mayhew poking and prodding around inside of you. Feeling the tingling cramping from the brush ticking her cervix, Yn was instructed to breathe deep and focus on the celling.

Yn could feel herself leaking her fluids. The speculum was removed with a string of cum still sticking to the tip. Dr. Mayhew used his finger as an interrupter and wrapped the string around his finger before setting it down on the sterile cloth. He stood up and lubricated his two fingers. "I'm going to do the bimanual exam now; you'll feel me go inside and palpate your ovaries. This is to check for any abnormalities."

Before Yn could reply, she felt the cool gelled fingers slid inside her and twist around- mixing in with her own juices. With his other hand, Dr. Mayhew lifted Yn's gown and exposed her mid-section. She knew he was staring at her slim waist and body frame, taking in the etches of her slender, soft curves. Pressing down just above her pubic bone, Yn adverted her attention to anything else- even though she could feel the doctor's eyes on her. He's just seeing if I'm in pain she thought to herself, daring not to even take one simple look into his intense eyes.

After what felt like an eternity, Dr. Mayhew's fingers slid out and he discarded the used glove. Donning on another one, Yn flinched at the sound of rubbery latex. "I'm going to do the rectal vaginal exam and then a digital rectal exam now."

The squirting sound of lube echoed again and soon Dr. Mayhew's fingers were deep inside Yn's other puckered hole and her vagina. The pressure was becoming too much, and Yn truly wanted the earth to swallow her whole. As the procedure ended, Yn thought the worst to be behind her.

Then she was instructed to get on all fours.

Her feet were guided out of the stirrups and as Dr. Mayhew was sliding them back up into the table, Yn was positioned like a dog or cat wanting to be pet.

The backside of her gown was flung open, and her round bottom was fully exposed against the glaring lights and the handsome doctor's eyes. Hearing more gloves being snapped on, Yn felt her cheeks being spread and she realized that she was at no mercy anymore. A cool wet feeling touched her hidden hole and soon not one, not two, but a whole hand was sliding into her backside, disappearing within her crack.

"A standard hemorrhoid check," Dr. Mayhew said, "it also helps detect for any intestinal problems." Yn understood it meant constipation. Her backside now wet with a determined hand rooting around inside her like she was hiding something in there.

Her face turned scarlet- destroyed by being so undignified by a 'routine physical' that she began to regret even showing up for. Gasping, trying to hide her obvious discomfort and embarrassment became more of the same ambition that Dr. Mayhew had within himself to even suggest an exam like this. Hiding her face in the paper sheets, Yn could only just endure the horrifying treatment of being dug into.

"All done." Dr. Mayhew announced as his hand was removed. Grabbing tissues, he cleaned Yn up and discarded his used gloves. "Your exam went very well, Miss Yn." Helping the young woman sit back up, Yn had to force herself to make eye contact.

"It was a pleasure meeting you, Yn. I'll send the samples to the lab, and they'll have your results in a week or so." He smiled.

"Thank you." Yn sheepishly said. "It was my pleasure." Dr. Mayhew shook Yn's hand again before excusing himself out of the room, dismissing Yn from her appointment.

Gathering her clothes, Yn changed into them as quickly as possible, before running out of the hospital, hoping to leave behind the deep shame that had brewed from it.

"A nice warm bubble bath outa do the trick." She said to herself on the car ride home.

She hoped deep down that maybe it would soothe the humiliating procedures from her mind, but not totally erase the doctor that she genuinely did have a pleasure meeting.

[beabnormal24]

That’s a pretty weird way to launch a threesome but you do you, I guess.

[potato-jem]

“hello?”

“baby.”

“alex.”

[trentspov]

Trent via Marcel's instagram.

[motherismotheringggg]

nicholas brat chaves 🍏🩸🎧

[representative-democracy]

Doomed by the narrative? Nah, Goodsir is babygirl coded by the narrative

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+ goodsir's most fucked scene bc sometimes i feel like i dreamed it

[illustratinghan]

i felt zachary and alexander needed their own flower cards so that’s exactly what i made them 🤍

Zachary Carstairs ~ Baby’s Breath ~ Everlasting Love

Alexander Lightwood ~ White Lily ~ Purity

[tinytalkingtina]

Shaking things up a little

Written for the @steddiemicrofic May bonus birthday round for @wynnyfryd with the prompt "bottom". Happy birthday! :D

345 words | rating G

Tags: Parents Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson, established relationship, Steve is a bartender, alcohol (but only in reference to using bartending tools to make non-alcoholic drinks)

Inspired by that video of the bartender entertaining his toddler that was circulating around a month ago!

Ao3 link

“Steve, what exactly are you doing right now?” Steve glanced at Eddie as he arranged his tools on the counter. “Fixing our little man a drink, what does it look like I’m doing?” Said little man’s bottom was currently parked in his high chair. Xander’s attention was fixed entirely on Steve’s antics as he tossed a sippy cup behind his shoulder and caught it. Their son squealed in delight, banging his empty bowl on the tray. Steve smiled. “Oh, you want something to tide you over? One second my good sir.” Steve grabbed a bottle of juice, presenting the label to Xander then pouring a little into the sippy cup. “Of course we can’t forget a touch of luxury.” He grabbed a pair of tongs and rummaged around in a box of graham crackers for a second before placing one in the empty bowl while Xander was distracted with picking up the cup. “And now for your order, one bottle shaken, not stirred, coming right up!” Eddie smiled as Steve showed off, flipping the tongs back into his holster and using his bartender’s mixing spoon and jigger to measure out formula and water into a bottle. Closing it up, he shook the bottle up and down then side to side. Steve concluded the silly display with a final toss before spinning himself around. “Tada! If the gentleman will indulge me—” Steve poured a drop onto his finger to taste. He kissed the tips of his fingers. “Mwah, perfection! Please enjoy your drink this lovely evening, we will keep your tab open.” Xander who had been gnawing wide-eyed on the graham cracker immediately rushed for the bottle with a “guh!”. Eddie giggled before walking in to wrap his arms around his husband. “I think my dramatics have rubbed off on you hon. You’ve become 200% sillier since the baby was born.” Steve poked Eddie’s nose in retaliation. “Oh please, I’m still plenty cool. Now, lemme fix you something up too.” Eddie grinned and allowed himself to be drawn into the kitchen filled with happy toddler babbles.

[itsfootballbih]

Had to go back and find the clip😭