#babysitter! peter

[incorrect-spiderverse]

*Hobie and Pavitr stuck spontaneously babysitting Mayday*

Hobie staring at Mayday: "uhhh"

*Mayday stares at him*

Hobie: “Want to go fight crime?”

Pavitr: “SHE'S 1!”

Hobie, while picking her up by her foot and Mayday giggling: “I don’t know! What am I supposed to do with her?!”

[thisismrswilson]

Do not repost or edit this artwork as your own :)

Baby!Peter finds himself amongst the Spiderverse gang!

[tea-blankets-andstars]

incorrect marauders quotes

marauders standing up for transfem sirius at the Hospital <3

James to the doctors: could i speak to you two outside please?

James: i know that you guys are very busy but as you would see, if you looked at her and not her chart , Sirius is not a boy and by treating her like one you are completly ignoring who she is.

Remus: you're making her feel insignificant and humiliated, and thats not going to help her feel good or sade of calm so from here on out please recognize her for who she is.

Regulus: oh and if all possible, could you please get her a non-blue hospital gown?

Doctor: my apologies 

Peter: thank you

[samtallchester]

(S)he's so unserious [silly] fr, how do i take them seriously?

[lvkereggie]

my biggest heartbreaks have been my babysitter’s a vampire and julie and the phantoms getting cancelled on cliffhangers…

[irondadfics]

please help me find this fic where its teenage Tony and Peter is young and lives with ben and may. I think it started with Peter maybe getting bullied in a park and Tony sees so he takes care of him and buys him ice cream, then takes him home on the bus. the 2 really bonded and so Tony became his babysitter

Hello! Could this be your fic?

Popsicles and Playgrounds by ironfamjam

Tony Stark: MIT student, tech prodigy, SI inheritor, "world's funnest baby-sitter."  According to Peter anyway.    Or, the college baby-sitter AU no one asked for    Irondad Bingo Prompt: Fluff

[faustiandevil]

//holds u gently as the realization sets in that we have fucked up big time//

@peterlorrefanpage I took my time answering this, because I am melting gomen

Okay, so I don’t post about OCs here really, but I guess as real life animation woman Hannah Barbara left the HB characters to me in her will (real, not clickbait) I can safely claim all Wacky Races characters as my own now. I mean they are kinda OCs now with the Boardwalk AU.

Anyway some background info: In an early concept for Perils of Penelope Pitstop Dick was supposed to be a bodyguard for Penny’s younger brother, Johnny (according to some sources anyway). I mean, yeah, sure he’s qualified for the job (softly shaking head, like no, he’s not, absolutely not), so notorious child-hater Dick Dastardly and matching him in stupid boyfriend Red Max would trust the unpredictable serial killer with the child. I do think Lil’ would be “decent” if he is in a good mood and can use the child as blackmail material. He would still teach that child some bad things, like where to stab someone to avoid the ribs and get straight to the heart, but as soon as that child doesn’t serve a purpose for him anymore… yeah, best to order a tiny coffin.

For the baby I used the Tom and Jerry Chuck Jones design.

[st-kitten]

"pancakes" pt.2

MIGUEL O'HARA x BABYSITTER READER warnings: smutty smut (protected cuz fuck dem kids) words: 1,759

pt.1

Your job as a babysitter turns into an unexpected 'hot and heavy' with Miguel... only it doesn't stop there

The moment Miguel locked the door behind him, he pranced at you, grabbing the back of your neck and pulling you into a rough kiss. Any eloquent manners that he was displaying before all vanished in a second and he turned into a rabid animal.

"Mmm, wait," you panted, pulling away for a moment.

"What?"

"Do you-"

Apparently Miguel was not a man of patience and didn't let you finish your sentence. His mouth was on yours once more. You gave up your control and simply let him do whatever he wanted with you. It was an honour.

Miguel wanted to be as close to you as possible. He found you ridiculously irresistible. He grabbed you by your throat and pushed you against the nearest wall, which happened to be a bookshelf. You underestimated how strong he was when the shelf shuddered and books fell all over and around you. Miguel caught one in the nick of time and smirked at the irony of it. In his hands, lay a copy of the Holy Bible.

You scoffed and pulled him back into the kiss. His grip on your throat only tightened, mixing pain with pleasure. He loved every moment of having his tongue down your throat. Your whimpers and helpless grasps at his shoulders almost made him laugh. He wanted to know everything that made you noisy. He wedged his knee in between your damp legs, which had you lose control of your balance. He could feel your core pulse rapidly, so he rubbed his leg against you.

"You like that, don't you, princesa," he murmured.

All you did was mewl. Was it his leg rubbing against you? What it his grip on your throat? His body against you? His words in your ear? You didn't know or care.

"Let's get this pretty dress out of the way, mmm?"

Miguel slid his hand behind your back and pulled the zip down. The dress knew its assignment and obediently fell off of your body, pooling at your hips. Miguel unhooked your bra in a second, tossing it aside. You breasts sprang free and Miguel fucking chuckled at the sight of them.

"What don't you have?" he muttered, admiring the size of them. He wasted no time and squeezed one, loving how the soft flesh peeked from between his fingers. Kneading it like dough, he caught the other in his mouth, sucking it like a lollipop, biting it to make you jump in place.

"Mmh!" you whined like a child.

"Puedes hacerlo mejor que eso, mi querida," he said, picking you up in his arms, and yanked your dress down, followed by the soaked panties that were useless as fuck, leaving you completely naked. He led you to his bed, sitting down and pulling you into his lap. You knew how wet you were for him. But, as you straddled his lap, you found out just about how hard he was.

He held you down by your hips, pressing you on his member, letting the friction grow. His arm snaked around your waist, guiding your movements, making you grind on him. His other hand grabbed your hair, tugging at it, which, like a button, made you arch and throw your head back. Miguel resumed burying his face between your tits. He could taste remnants of the syrup, which made his day honestly. It would be the best pancake he's ever eaten.

He felt himself grow uncomfortable due to the confines of his sweatpants. With ease, he picked you up again and threw you on the bed, your back hitting the soft mattress. You were being tossed around like a ball and you didn't mind it at all. He got rid of his pants and boxers impatiently.

You took one look at his divine erection and ascended to heaven. You were gone.

"Damn, man," you groaned.

Miguel sniggered and climbed on top of you, suddenly clouding any light there was in your vision. His weight on you felt incredible. He realised it and let himself rest on top of you as he reached his nightstand to pull out a condom. Ripping the cover with his fangs, he slid it on him. Kneeling over you, he harshly threw one of your legs over his shoulder, giving him the perfect angle to plunge inside you.

And plunge he did... at an agonisingly slow and calculated pace. You let out a big gasp, hands scrambling to grab something. Your nails dug themselves into his shoulders. Miguel winced, not expecting it to hurt. And he was the one with claws.

He began thrusting into you, gradually increasing the pace. And you were as subtle as a firecracker, noises of all kinds escaping your mouth. Oh, how they were music to his ears.

"That's it. Canta para mí." (sing for me)

"Go faster then..." you purred.

"I can, but it'll hurt, cariño."

"Have you..." you regained your breath, "ever thought that I want it to?"

That was it. Miguel was ready to bring the house down. A sly grin spread across his face and he jammed himself inside you once more, relentlessly slamming into you. Even he began to grunt and growl. You took a moment to compliment his dexterity for his hand is back to your throat, choking it seductively. He had you pressed, folded, and choking under him. What more could a girl want?

Apparently, you did. You chose the perfect moment to reveal your trump card.

"Mmm sí! Sí! Sí papi!" you mewled. (yk what that means)

Blood rushed to Miguel's groin, spreading throughout his body like wildfire. He growled loudly, more turned on than ever. You calling him that while he fucked you, a child's babysitter, did nine kinds of vulgar things to him.

"Sí, dime cuánto te gusta," he grunted as he fucked you faster and faster tirelessly. (yes, tell me how much you like it)

You complied, moaning and scratching at him, throwing more 'oh my gods' and 'fucks' in Spanish. But, you weren't done yet. You didn't want to come just yet. You dealt the final blow and mumbled in his ear.

"Puedes hacerlo mejor que eso, papi..."

Something in Miguel snapped and he abruptly flipped you around, cock still buried in you, and pulled your ass up, pressing your head down into the pillow, muffling your moans.

"You asked for it, baby girl," he whispered into your before he grabbed your by your hair and tugged at it, making you shout. He stopped holding back and slammed into you, splitting you into two. He didn't just go faster; he pulled out, rubbing his cock on your folds before plunging into you, over and over until you were crying, begging for him to make you come.

"Mmm please, fuck, I can't-"

"You don't get to come until I tell you, chiquita."

Tears filled in your eyes, your jaw hurt from all the moaning, your scalp stung as Miguel's grip held you in place, your core was throbbing and pulsating all at once. But you wanted all of it.

He started fucking you at a punishing pace, not caring about how loud you were or he was or the face that there was a literal child in the house, probably watching TV with your lewd noises in the background. You drove him crazy and he loved it. He loved tearing you apart with his cock. He loved making you squirm and cry and most of all, he loved how well you were taking it.

"That's it... You're taking me so well, chiquita. Think you can take all of me now?"

There were layers to him and you worshipped each of them as they unravelled. You nodded like a desperate cocksleeve, letting him drill into you. Miguel shoved all of him inside you, letting out his first guttural moan.

Your muscles clamped against him and grew tighter and wetter with each ruthless thrust. You weren't giving up either.

"Fuck..." he growled. "You're such a good girl." Those two words made you go feral. You controlled yourself as much as you could, but you knew you were coming undone by the second.

"That's it, baby girl, just like that. Give in to it. Let it go..." he murmured. "Come for me."

Miguel dragged your last moan out of you, letting your body slump down. He fell into the bed, next to you, equally breathless. He looked at you, your body. You slowly turned to face him. Miguel practically salivates upon seeing your face. Too fucked to have an emotion, but so sultry and sensual.

"The name's y/n, by the way..." you managed to say.

He laughed, sitting back up, and handed you your dress. You both quietly dressed yourselves, still high on each other.

"Uh, Miguel, I need them back..." you asked for your panties, which lay between his fingers.

"Souvenir," he said, tucking them into the pockets of his sweatpants.

You let out a gasp, shocked that he would let you walk out of here without any underwear. But then again, he deserved it. You decided to let him keep them.

You stood up, forgetting how to function for a second. Miguel leapt out of the bed and rushed to your side, steadying you.

"I'm so getting fired..."

Miguel dug into his pockets and pulled out a crumpled 20$ bill and shoved it between your tits, smirking proudly.

You rolled your eyes and slowly opened the door, peeking out to see Mayday perfectly sprawled on the couch, nibbling on the TV remote, unbothered and plenty entertained.

Cautiously, as if you and Miguel just went in for a quick lego building session, you both entered the living room. Just then Peter entered the house, mask removed and belly at ease.

"Hey! Job done real quick!"

You and Miguel glanced at each other and tried not to laugh at yet another irony.

"So, what did you guys do?" he asked, flopping down on the couch.

"Uh..."

"Well..."

Instantly, Mayday pointed her finger at you two, grinning from ear to ear.

"Rat."

"Rata."

Peter, clueless as ever, smiled and scooted next to Mayday, taking the remote away from her. You asked to leave, taking your handbag and the chump change Peter left in the key tray for you.

You opened the door and as you were about to exit, you turned around to look back at a flustered Miguel, only to see him staring at your exposed thigh where a careless stream of white ran its course. You met his eyes and smirked, "My souvenir."

[flower-slut004]

This is under construction so please hold your requests <3 Ps: Certain links don’t work but will be fixed

Dylan O'Brien

Daniel Sharman

Zendaya

Tom Holland

Aaron Taylor Johnson

Freddie Stroma

Oscar Issac

Shows/Movies

Supernatural

Marvel

Teen Wolf

Bridgerton

Certain Scream movies + the show

Characters/Shows I do not do anymore.

My babysitter is a vampire

You

Rodrick Heffley

Ashley Zuckerman

House Of Anubis

Chase Davenport

[miguelswifey04]

𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛. 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

wanted to put that out there that MJ doesn’t exist so it would be him as a single dad with mayday! if you don’t dig it, then don’t interact.

miles had recommended peter b! that you were a good babysitter and was looking for a part-time job. peter was very excited to hire you because he really needed someone to look after his girl despite the fact he takes mayday quite literally on every mission. he knows the risks that each mission imposed so when he met you he was very happy. you both hit off on the spot!

you were a broke college student so knowing that you were getting paid by him and (with the help of miguel LOL) you happily did you job.

mayday loves you!! in a way you both developed an unbreakable bond. she’s always happily clinging on to you and she feels very much safe in your care. peter marvels at the sight every time you hold her daughter in your arms lovingly. he can’t help imagine what it would be like if you would potentially be a mother for her.

since you’re a few years younger than peter like 3-4, you also seem to be some sort of mother figure for miles at times when he’s away from his parents. peter and you are always guiding miles in the right path, and y’all hangout as if y’all are one big family.

when you are at home resting in your apartment, peter swoops in with mayday in his arms to say hello to you and spend some quality time. it’s his favorite thing ever visiting his favorite person who has brighten his life.

he cannot thank you enough for putting a big smile on mayday. he always tells you that mayday misses you when you’re not around 🥲 it tugs at your heartstrings so each time you get to be around mayday you always hold her in your arms taking care of whenever it was needed. mayday never causes you trouble surprises she’s calm but always babbling happily as if she could formulate words.

you loved the way you and peter have gotten closer because of mayday. well, you thanked miles for introducing you to peter but nonetheless you had each others back whenever. that friendship blossomed into something more intimate and more than friends. it was the way his words were sweet and encouraging and just the way he looked at you whenever he was talking to you god it was to die for.

when you told miles you had a crush on peter he accidentally slipped out peter’s secret that HE had a crush on YOU also. the way miles clasped his hands on his mouth and went “uh oh” was funny 😭

“um, what?? really?? he likes me too??” you literally were in disbelief but the happiness that coursed through your veins made you unbelievably happy. “please don’t tell peter i told you!!” miles begged but you happily obliged, of course you weren’t gonna through miles under the bus but thanked him that he gave you the best new ever.

anyway, after you brought it up to peter…peter was flabbergasted because he didn’t think you’d like him back just because he already has a kid and maybe that wasn’t very appealing to you BUT you didn’t care about that because you really cared about baby mayday and you really were into him.

he was ecstatic and you guys started to go out together spending quality time with mayday in your arms and his arm draped around your shoulders as y’all went on a walk at the park.

peter and you had a date night so peter put miles, pavitr, gwen, hobie in charge to take care after mayday. they all rooted for you guys and they were your biggest supporters ever !!

[milimeters-morales]

Miles curled protectively around Mayday when they’re taking a nap,.. he’s been left in charge so Naptime is an ORDER and you will not get close to the baby or you’ll just die. Immediately.

[daenerysdynasty]

okay … hear me out … what if the julie and the phantoms universe is set in the same one as my babysitter’s a vampire ???

[tea-blankets-andstars]

incorrect marauders quotes

Peter: talking to people i dont know makes my stomach fall out of my nose

Peter: so does talking to people i do know sometimes

Peter:...maybe im just bad at talking

[monster-cock69]

Tony in the midst of a horrible, brutal, no good, very bad divorce from Pepper hires Peter to babysit Morgan and when they fuck he accidentally knocks the wedding ring off of Tony's bedside table

[thisismrswilson]

The babies in their halloween costume!

I think Pietro is wearing something else though..

Do not repost or edit this artwork as your own :)

[inlovewithaspiderguy]

oh my god I just remembered the mcu/supernatural crossover premise I once wrote, and the thing connecting Peter and dean being skip westcott