#Spider parents

[sbantyo]

Dad Bod, mom bod, parents bod, Idk

[mentally-retired]

btw miguel and peter and mj are all married

mj loved her two husband!!! she is not being cheated on!!! they kiss all the time!!!

but mj also kisses jessica (dw her husband is fine with it) none of them are cheating shush!!!!! theyre all polyamorous and very happy!!!

[soft-persephone]

Hi! Saw your post on Jake Johnson's fic request and I want to ask for one.

It's with Peter B Parker x Fem! Reader. Reader it's Mayday's mother and she's a Girlboss while Peter is a Malewife and stays at home trying to take care of Mayday. It can be up to you. No need to rush.

Here you are! I hope you like it!

MDNI // M // WC: 1k // warnings: breeding kink if you squint, slight hurt comfort but not reallly, a dash of fluff and very soft // masterlist // no descriptions

A Natural Caretaker and A Big Heart

“Peter?”

Something in Peter broke when your eyes started to water. How large your eyes seemed to be.

Everything he planned to say was almost forgotten, sticking in his throat and causing his tongue to feel uncomfortable in his mouth, but he swallowed and held his composure as he took a step towards you and covered the cheeks of your face in each large hand of his.

It always calmed him down.

“I’m so sorry. For everything.”

You nodded, probably not sure what to say yourself.

“I know what I said in the past, but I met this kid and he was great and I realized I could do this. I can do this, and I want to do this. Please, will you let me?”

Tears were falling down your face now.

He did his best to wipe away each one.

“Of-of course. It’s all I’ve ever wanted, Peter.”

And the rest was easy. Almost too easy. A fact you seemed to be more aware of it than Peter. A part of you wanted to resent him for it, but lord knows you couldn’t.

He had a full time job, and he was Spider-Man. He never missed a beat at either, and on top of that, he was helping around the house more, he was cooking more, and as you both were doing your best to try for a baby, it wasn’t happening as quickly as you two would have thought.

You were devastated after each and every time it didn’t happen.

Peter somehow grew more determined after each time the results weren’t the ones you both were looking for, finding the right words to make you feel better in the process.

He was so perfect about everything.

It filled you with such emotion.

But you had a busier day job that was more demanding, it took you away from everything. It—

“What’s got you so worked up?”

Peter frowned, his shoulders squaring as he wrapped his arms around you.

You almost jumped. You didn’t hear him slip through the window of the bedroom.

“How am I going to be a good mother?” You sniffed.

Peter’s eyebrows scrunched into his brow, emphasizing the little crooked bump on the bridge of his nose.

“What kind of question is that?” He almost laughed, but dutifully kept it in, “you practically did nothing but take care of me for the last ten years. You’re going to be an amazing mother.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” He kissed you in the forehead, pulling you tight against his body.

“Your heart is so big,” he kissed you before you could respond, slow, hard, and taking every breath you had left in your lungs, “you care so much about everything and everyone.” He kisses you again before moving his mouth along your jaw to your neck, biting and nipping at every bit of your skin.

“Any kid would be lucky to have you as a mother.” He moved his hands from your side to your shoulders, massaging them about before kissing you again. His large hands squeezed, tugged, and kneaded every inch of your skin through your clothes, or at least what little bit of clothes you were wearing.

He loved your body as much as he loved you. You didn’t like being objectified, but he did know how to show how much he loved you. You didn’t show insecurity on the outside, he wasn’t a hundred percent sure if you even had any, but if there was a small chance that there might be, in the secret corners of your psyche that only you knew about, he’d fight them with all his might.

The more he touched you the warmer you got.

Squeezing your ass with both palms through your tiny sleep shorts you moaned into his parted lips, making a smirk form on his lips. He snaked his hands back up your exposed tummy and brought his thumbs onto your nipped, making them swell up more.

“Peter.” You pant.

“Will you let me show you?” He breathed onto your face. His words felt hot and heavy on your skin, “Will you let me fill you up? Put a baby in you, so you can see just how good a mother you’ll be?”

After barely a nod and a barely verbal response, he was already scooping you in his arms.

Your legs held on tightly and you raked your hands through his hair, pulling tightly.

He hissed as he placed you back on the bed, keeping your legs wrapped around him as he shoved off the bottom of his spider suit.

He didn’t waste any time before sliding into you, stretching you out and hitting you in just the right spot.

“You're so perfect.” He emphasized his point with one hard thrust.

“You take care of me.” He was gliding into you now with such a speed you couldn’t keep up with, moving his hips with such force you could barely think. You tighten your legs around his back, pulling him closer. Helping him fuck you just that much harder.

The sounds were obscene.

The hard wet slaps of his hips meeting yours were drowning out the moans from your lips and the grunts and pants from Peter.

“If you.. takecareofme—fuck,” he slipped out of you, causing you to keen and arch your back, “sorry,” he grinned down at you before thrusting back into you.”

You squeezed around him, your pussy fluttering uncontrollable.

“Fuck, baby.” Peter heeled over, his mouth unbearably hot on your neck as he moaned onto your skin, the sensation burning the pores of your skin.

After a second he was fucking you harder than before, your legs going limp and your back arching completely off the bed.

With the last ounce of strength you had, you wrapped your arms around his back and pulled him down against you, clenching one more time around him, you both cried as you came.

He collapsed on top of you, kissing your cheek and pressing himself firm against you. Neither of you ever talked about it, but you both knew why he did it.

Why he let dick soften inside you before he pulled out, why he sometimes would gather what spilled out and push it back in, and how he waited a few more minutes before taking the time to clean you up.

“If you take as good care of this baby as you do me,” he said breathily in your neck, “you’ll have nothing to worry about.”

[apsciencebydan]

An Arachtober favorite for the past couple years: Ms Hamataliwa helia and her newly-hatched and molted Miniature 🥹

I spotted the mum a week or two beforehand while wandering in hurricane weather (as one does?), and kept coming back in hopes of seeing babies. Was not disappointed 💚

[pandadrake]

Shots fired by the Spider-man sequels.

Was ruminating on how Miles and Miguel are technically both 'Spider-man 2' in their respective universes. Got me thinking about the other Spider-successors in the cast, and also what if they all got matching T-shirts or something.

[ottostoast]

playing around with some spider-KID designs

[1071png]

Shar/Lolth

[archerdepartures116]

Liu qingge in my mind is one of those guys that punches a hole through the wall when he sees a spider, like will swear up and down he just wanted to kill the spider and doesn't know his strength and the wall should be stronger

more like he'd blow up the wall cause he enforced his fist with qi on instinct

[stxar-pvnk]

Tony arguing with Peter

Tony: I told you to stay put! What did you do? Not stay put!

Peter: I had to save those lives Mr stark! They were in danger! A building was falling on them!

Tony: that doesn't mean you fling yourself under said building nearly crushing your body! You could've died!

Steve: son, if I may just add-

Peter and tony: STAY OUT OF THIS STAR SPANGLED MAN!

Steve: woah.

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[void-screams-screeches]

Made this because this is exactly what I wish I could do to spider (He would bite me if I tried)

[kabutoden]

having a 8 billion spider siblings wouldnt fix her but it would be funny. its so hard being a middle child that’s why she’s like that

RQ OPEN!!

[kore-cryptid]

"miguel is the villain spot is the villain miles himself is the villain" no youre all wrong the REAL TRUE villain of atsv was that bitch ass school counselor lady

[moderndayaliens]

He was my favorite

[pbnmj]

tfw the man you love against your better judgement gets a kid to help him with his photojournalism and dies trying to expose the criminal he's been blackmailing and then the kid puts on a uniform that's way too big for him and calls himself spider-man after ben urich and you know he's going to get killed trying to serve justice to all the criminals in new york. and now there's a sixteen year old kid bleeding out on felicia's doorstep and again despite her better judgement, she cares. how much of that is a misplaced sense of responsibility for her dead lover, and how much of that is the deep feeling of injustice over how this child is the one fighting, and how felicia knows that she could never turn him away. what then </3

[pandadrake]

Protector of the Arachno-Humanoid Poly-Multiverse vs. the Daddest Dad to ever Dad. (Having one meaningful conversation with Jeff would probably kill him irl.)