#Babysitter Duties

[archivedolon]

he's waiting for everyone to finish drinking so they can go home

[gothghostiie]

something something babysitter!reader, price calling you to pick you up earlier because his shitty ex wife made sure he has the wrong time for the court hearing, you rush over to his house. hes incredibly thankful while horribly stressed, quickly tying his tie around his neck while on the way to the door. you, being the sweet thing you are, follow him around to help, baby on your hip, keys in the other. he takes them while you're standing in the doorframe and without thinking; call it force of habit; he presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth before speeding off.

[emacrow]

Babysitting duty calls, Klarion

It another world threatening battle for the justice league, young justice against the league of Villains and chaos children before most of the chaos children froze as if they sense something bad was approaching and immediately dipped out.. except klarion whom was fighting with raven who immediately froze up too late in front of the portal.

Only for a green portal to appear, as a worned out floating glowing green, but blue skinned teenage boy who turn into a man with red eyes, a clock staff in hand and a glowing white hair baby in a baby carrier.

Klarion is literally struggling like a feral cat who got wet in cold water against some invisible force speaking in some odd static like language before giving up after half a minute when the man spoke back with a short word.

The man now just shape-shifting into turn elderly just gave klarion the baby carrier before noticing how the heroes and villains have stop in mid battles looking at both klarion and him.

"All in soon time, but be warn Flashes whom break the laws of times will get their due if you keep messing with the past and future." Spoken the elderly now shape-shifted into a young boy before he turn back to klarion leaving him a note and glowing baby bag before floating back into the swirling green portal.

Klarion could only look at note with his eye twitching, Teekl meowing as she climb into the baby carrier purring around the glowing baby.

"Why do I keep getting babysitting duty, it so unfa-..." klarion grumbled as he pick up the baby carrier and bag teleporting away..

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"What just happened?" Said Dick whom only one question would be put on hold til later in the watchtower of what just happen before the fight resuming with the young and original justice league winning since the league of Villains were distracted.

[saint-ajax]

Wh0re Thoughts X Shades Of D.I.L.F

TW: 18+ | DARK THEMES | SOMNOPHILIA | DUB-CON | CONSENTED AGE DIFFERENCE | DADDY!KINK | P-LINK | PART I.

#SR1P1 | DAD!SIMON X BABYSITTER

“Say ‘bye’ to Daddy, baby!” You squeak in your baby voice as you carry his eight month old child, right hand on the baby’s back, and left to puppet his arm to wave at his dad. You smile adoringly while the child munch on his closed fist. You laugh contagiously at the sight, he was so adorable.

On the other hand, “Say 'bye’ to Daddy, baby!” Simon was fucked. He was damned in hell when he heard that word slip out of your mouth and liked it. It wasn’t just the word, it was the whole scene. Everything was perfect. Your smile, his baby’s giggles, the way you carry his child, it was a perfect scene. Him leaving for work, while you stay at home and take care of his child. A perfect fantasy. It was easier to imagine you as his wife when you’re doing the requirements for it.

You had no idea how many cold showers he took just to calm his deal whenever his eyes landed on you. When you greet him at the door with a big smile on your face as if he was the star in your life, when the water spills on your shirt and you’re so comfortable in his house–with him– that you take it off in front of him as you run upstairs to change.

But he couldn’t make a move. You were his babysitter. Although he’s a single dad– still. He was two times older than you are. He can’t fuck around with a twenty year old who takes care of his child. Yet sometimes the way you look at him, and touch him out of kindness makes him think that you’re giving him permission to split you in half in his bed where he lets you sleep whenever he’ll be late for work.

He runs towards you and his baby on the porch after putting his stuff in the car, leaning down to brush his thumbs on his baby’s chubby cheeks, and leaves a soft kiss on his head.

“ Be good, son. „

He says firmly to the innocent child. It made you laugh the way he spoke to his baby. “ I think it’s adorable that you talk to him like he’s a teen. It’s actually preferred to talk to babies that way, but I just can’t help a baby talking to this adorable one. „

You say out of baby fever as you snuggle your face with the baby that made him giggle more. He watched as you carelessly kissed his baby as if he’s yours, as if it’s your child, and it was a blissful sight if he wasn’t damned. He lifted his hand and held his baby’s soft cheeks that were near your face. His knuckles at the very front of your lips.

“ 'might arrive late tonight, 'want ya’ to sleep on my bed. 'lright? „ he speaks without looking you in the eye until he finishes. You nod innocently, agreeing with what he wants.

He stands closer in front of the two of you, squeezing his hands in between your chest and his baby, to hold his stomach while purposely lingering the back of his hands on your boobs, then pulling his baby to kiss the top of his head.

You gulp as you feel his touch on your full breasts through your sweater, letting him bid his goodbye to his child. Then making you flustered and shocked when he left a kiss on the top of your head.

“ Take care of my angels, „ he bids by murmur as he looks you in the eye, a hand not leaving the top of your head. “ give me a signal when I come home. Ya’ know what I’m talking about, angel. „

He says before finally leaving the two of you on the porch. And you did understand what he meant. That’s why you slept on his bed with just your underpants. No bra, no shirt, hair untied, no blanket, sleeping comfortably on his bed, one leg on top of a pillow.

Night finally comes and the father of the house arrives, after checking up on his son sleeping soundly on its cradle, he didn’t expect to see much in his room thinking you probably think it’s pathetic to sleep with a forty year old.

And your naked beautiful figure lying on his bed just made his dreams come true. He knew you’re asleep. He had memorized everything about you by now. As he unbutton his shirt, unfasten his belt, he strips with just his boxers on.

He went diving on the bed beside you, body heat exchanging as you lie skin to skin, hands massaging your exposed ass, rubbing his hands gently to appreciate your exposed skin, as inhaling the scent of your hair makes every nerve of his body calm down. He gently leaves kisses down your back, until his middle finger tugs aside your panties, for him to inhale your warm pussy.

He slides his finger in between your wet, slick, folds, rubbing your entrance up and down, dipping his finger inside to drench it in your slimy juices for him to lick and suck it off his finger. Then playing with your glossy clitoris, circling motion, rubbing its dimensions with the pad of his middle finger, then letting his tongue touch your wet slit to slide it up and flick it on your clit. It wasn’t enough, he also sucked the life out of your aching clit, and of course slurp your slimy folds dripping in arousal. It tastes so much better than he imagined.

He didn’t stop playing with your pussy until he had enough. He didn’t stop scraping your sopping walls with his tongue until you squirmed as you slept, moaning adorably, muttering incoherent words. “ mhmm… more, „ you murmur as he keeps on eating you gently. Taking his sweet time, not rushing, eating your pussy thoroughly.

PART II. | NEXT –>

MASTERLIST | A03

[strvufo]

They stared at you, “Look- I- Im really sorry.” They said, They kept blinking over and over again as they slurred over their words.

You aggressively wiped at your tears, Upset that you were even crying over something like this.

“I-Its just not fair!” You said, Your voice trembling as tears had their own race down your skin, Leaving marks of dry tears every time you wiped them off.

“What do you mean its not fair?” They responded, Staring at you with concern and confusion.

“I-It just sucks! It sucks know im the only one in this relationship who actually cares! Why am I the only one who cares?!”

imagine this with anyone you want :))) remember imagine .

[this-acuteneurosis]

Exciting

Leia's trip home isn't exactly going as planned.

[deecotan]

Does lawlu have a kid too that plays with zosan kid?

In my opinion, Lawlu isn't a couple who are going to have kids... relatively, at the very least. Who knows if I can think of any setting or AU where they might have children, but in a modern domestic AU or canon/canon-compliant settings, I don't exactly see them as having kids. I see them as a couple whose idea of settling in begins and ends with each other. Don't get me wrong, they adore children, but they're not necessarily interested in having their own. Them playing uncles for their friends' kids is more than enough for them.

What I do see them having, in modern setting, are dogs. I totally see Law as a dog person and Luffy is just jolly enough to have any pet companion around. I think it paints a pretty funny picture to see Law trying to wrestle both of his overexcited dog AND boyfriend to take a bath after their 2-hour frolicking in the muddy grass.

A couple that I see having kids in modern AU is actually Frobin! My personal headcanon is that they adopted, and it has to do with how I love the idea of Robin, who was abandoned as a child but gradually found love and healing in her found family, would want to try to be a mother for children who went through the similar thing she did as a child. Robin canonically adores children, so I think it's not much of a stretch for her to want them regardless of how she acquires them. And Franky is just supportive all around - he'd be a great dad.

[suzukamizuchi]

Blade : " this new recruit's asking the weirdest thing..."

Kafka : " hmm? such as? "

based on

[shadowuserannie]

Accidental Brother-Sorry, Babysitter-Acquisition (Fic WIP) (Part 2)

“You know you don’t have to do this, right?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Nezha replied smoothly, skates whirring in their true form as he flitted about the area, getting it set up nicely with his true power before the others arrived. Unlit paper lanterns on strings were hung around the trees, soft blankets in the cleared area that was on the side of the cliff facing Megapolis, checking the snacks he’d brought that weren’t made of hair-

“Seriously, Ne-”

“-End that with that foolish nickname and the group will arrive to see a healing wound from a spear thrust to your mouth.”

Nezha’s back was to the simian, but he could feel the troublemaking smile.

“Nezhy, c’mon-”

Without looking, Nezha summoned his spear, split it to lotus petals, and thrust them at Wukong.

“What happened to hanging with your own family for New Years?!” Wukong yelped as he evaded them with no real effort, merely being dramatic in his movements for closer shaves. Nezha aimed more precisely-he was not tarnishing the surroundings before they could even get here.

“I am.”

There was an oof as several petals caught Wukong off guard, pinning him to the floor.

“What about your brothers? And your dad?”

“Busy.” Whenever time allowed, usually his father, mother and brothers tried to visit their poor, stuck brother/son who actually set plenty of seals long ago to be able to sneak out. Still, more eyes were on him during New Years’, that owing to celebrations being something more worthy of “leaving one’s post” for. Stupid.

Anyways, he typically got visited at least once during New Years’ with goodies brought by Muzha, but this year Jinzha had stopped by early and said apologetically that their father had decided to follow him and Muzha on an assignment that might not have them back until long after the celebrations had passed. Mother herself...well there were much better parties to attend to than an empty temple. Which was fine. Nezha saw them for New Years’ once every three years or so anyway. Missed New Years' was nothing in the overall of eternity of the Heavenly Realm.

Nezha tried his best not to leave his post during New Years’ festivities, because of the eyes, and also because paranoia meant celebrations = cover for thieves, despite the sheer amount of magic layered over his temple paranoia…was paranoia. That changed…rather recently, considering the spam habits MK and Mei had gotten into as they grew up and became larger yet somehow fonder annoyances to him.

“Still, I swear-”

“Wukong. How many New Years have you spent alone?”

“Come on, you stop by-”

“Once every few decades. For a few minutes.”

Wukong lets his head flop onto the ground. “Still unnecessary.”

“Making sure you don’t drown your sorrows in jiu for eternity, giving you tasks so you can get out of a place you’ve retired to for centuries, so the Heavens don’t impose worser tasks? Yes, definitely.” Nezha deadpanned.

Hmm. That string of lanterns was stretched too far.

Wukong made a sound that was somewhere between disbelief and teasing. “Psshh, Nezhy, I’ve seen you after cases with really bad assholes, remember? Know how long I had to spend convincing my subjects not to try what they saw you doing?”

“Why would you discourage them from following a far more responsible person?” Nezha arranged the plates carefully. Orange for MK, green for Mei, white for Pigsy, pink for Tang, blue for Sandy, gold for the irritating annoyance.

“Right, because over-steeping a dozen packets of black tea in baijiu instead of water is a fantastic example of sobriety.”

Nezha dropped the tin of almond biscuits, catching them just in time with his sash.

“That was-”

“-Most definitely not one time,” Wukong spoke with a fanged grin. “Remember when you told me about the fling with-”

“Wukong!”

The idiotic primate he would dearly love to cleave apart merely cackles at his misery. Unfortunately, he’s still the safest option when it comes to needing someone to sober him up or watch him in his drunken state, in the rare times Nezha cracks from sheer rage and brews his black tea with wine instead of water. Keyword being rare.

“…so didja bring any-”

“I refuse to kill children’s livers.”

“But yours is faiRRRAAAAA-”

“Stabbing your liver is fair game too.”

“Little shit.”

“Who’s not even five feet and uses glamours again?”

At last, with no help from the host whatsoever, Nezha finishes tidying the area and getting it ready for a small party. There are even snacks-double checked by Nezha to be safe-specifically for the monkeys, mostly consisting of fruits.

“Add any fur to this and I will chop off all 84,000 hairs on your body.”

Wukong hides the piece of fur behind his back and whistles.

“Reach for any peaches before they arrive and I will also rob your home of your peach chips.”

Wukong gasps dramatically, falling to the ground as if deeply hurt. “These accusations-”

“Are wholly true, you little-”

“Who’s calling who little-”

Nezha froze as voices definitely not quiet rose up from the foot of the mountain.

“They’re here.”

Wukong frowned at him for no reason as Nezha glamoured his Wind//Fire Wheels back to three-wheeled roller skates. He’d already dressed up before coming down to Flower Fruit Mountain, in a knee-length sleeveless red qipao and dark kuzi, no illusions needed there. His Armillary Sash was wrapped in a slightly fancier style about his arms, still and mimicking sleeves as usual. Rather than twin buns, he’d opted for a simple small one with the rest of his hair let down.

“You…ever going to tell them?”

“I’ve gone lifetimes without doing so with others, Wukong. Remember our deal.”

“Hypocrite.”

“Idiot.”

“You know that’s long gotten as ancient as you, right?”

“You-”

[vampirismm]

RAHHH ACC INTRO??

Who am I?

Hi! I’m Theodosia or Theo or Vampirismm! (Or Vince’s fictional-non-fictional wife💀) I’m an artist and avid tv show/movie enjoyer. I’ll probably use this mostly for rants or artdumps bc why not??

My interests n shi:

MLP (obvi)

Arcane!

The Witcher

Monster High

Nimona

Epic

Musical Theatre (I do that!!)

Marvel (especially Spiderverse 🫶)

DC

Trad/Digital Art

House of the Dragon (I am forever Aegon’s wife)

The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills (I would die for Camille)

The Owl House

She Ra and the Princesses of Power

Undertale

Call of Duty

Five Nights at Freddy’s franchise

Avatar (like the blue people one, not the last airbender)

The Babysitter/Babysitter Killer Queen

Scream

Chucky/Child’s Play

My Babysitter’s A Vampire

Probably more than I can’t remember rn as I write this in the shower🤓☝️

I’m a girl :3 My age is 7 x 2 and I am a member of the bisexual community <3 Unsure of my religion, I’m think I’m an Omnist, meaning I believe in multiple, or in my case ALL, religions! I js don’t worship anyone💀🙏

BYEEE!!! (Enjoy my Celestia gif)

[berylcluster]

⊰ NEW MUSES DROP/ tag drop ⊱

din djarin, the mandalorian

jennifer check, cheerleader turned succubus

barbara johnson, wife to fred, mother of one, the pants of the family

steve harrington, jock turned loser, bat wielding himbo

[chuluoyi]

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSF3k5sjG/

This is without a doubt the trio when they lost LE gojo and readers child😭

HAHAHA😭 no actually, this is megumi after the events in babysitter’s club and when he’s tasked to look after him again, he’s going to grab baby gojo so he won’t even roll :’)

[gothghostiie]

thinking about something that happened to me while babysitting and I am unable to cope with it so obviously I have to make it something for yall

thinking about babysitter!reader being hired by price, you just go to check on the little one in their nursery. the baby is sleeping peacefully, you close the door - but the handle fucking breaks off. naturally you start to panic, the baby is in there all alone and you can't get in, so you call price in literal tears. telling him what happened, desperately scrambling around to look at the baby monitor. He tells you to take a breath, trying to get you to calm down, that its okay, he'll come home.

you're sat on the couch, crying in a panic while watching the blisfully unaware baby over the monitor until Price gets home. he comes in, making a beeline to the small utility room, then to the nursery. its an easy and quick fix, you definitely could have done it yourself you think as you watch over his shoulder. he opens the door quickly and sees the sleeping baby before closing the door with a chuckle and turning to you. you're still sniffling, babbling soft apologies, telling him youll understand if he doesn't pay or ever hires you again - but he shakes his head and leads you to the couch with him, sitting you down.

"sit, love. take a breath." he murmurs, vanishing to the kitchen, from where he comes back a minute later with a cup of tea that he hands you. sits down next to you, then gently pulls you into his side. "C'mere now. its alright bird, don't cry now."

[au-mashup-party]

to: hacker

hi! you okay? also, i'm Kayla The Skeleton! and you are?

Baby Blithy by me and @nova2cosmos

[timdrakebiter]

dick grayson, like twelve: hey, hal, why does guy gardener call you babygirl

hal jordan, flying the jet construct to take them to get burgers, sweating: how about we stop talking for a little while

[istherewifiinhell]

Youll hide on a near by planet, we cant take children into battle

I feel like 20 eps in i can confidently say ur very bad avoiding that.