AFTER SEEING THE NEW SPIDERMAN MOVIE IM SO READY TO MAKE FANFICS ABOUT HIM AND THE OTHER SPIDER PEOPLE.

Hi! First…I absolutly love your NSFW Thrax Headcanons!! So hot! Just seeing thrax content makes me so glad! ☺️

I got a request! Can you write a scenario or headcanons (HCs) abt: if the reader decide to leave after thrax and the reader slept together, but thrax wont let them leave 😳

I love if things gets heated and there are a bit of angst 😳.

Thanks in advance if you want to take this request!!

Don’t Leave Yet.

Thrax X Female! White Blood Cell! Reader

SUMMARY: You and Thrax met at the club last night and became intimate in your bedroom. You only thought it was gonna be a one night stand, but he decided to make it clear he didn’t want it to be.

WARNINGS: Groping, Grinding against one another, having sex, Thrax being called “Daddy”, rough sex, P in V, oral (F & M receiving and giving), manipulating somewhat, & etc.

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You’re first time at a club, and you didn’t expect you’d be have to be dealing with this. Let’s rewind.

THE ZIT - 9:45 PM

You had just arrived at a club you’ve never been to, and you’re first club. You’d never been to a club, and for some reason you wanted tonight to be the night you did. You enter the club to be hit with flashing lights, screaming, singing, germs dancing all over the place, wearing revealing clothing. But who were you to judge, you looked like you were a scarlet woman. You were wearing a short body-con dress, and it was unusually shorter than it was supposed to be. You were even surprised they let you in too! They never let White Blood Cells in, they had a sign outside in bold letters stating that. But all the bouncer had to do was look you up and down, and smirk.

You automatically found yourself in the middle of the dance floor, dancing to the music. You didn’t even realize everyone was staring at you, but of course they were. You were a white blood cell, in a short dress, makeup, hair done, dancing in a club only meant for germs. You had your eyes closed, and you were swaying your hips, touching your body, and not paying attention to anything but your movements and the music.

Then you and me can rock a bell, you can ring my bell, ring my bell

Sooner or later you opened your eyes because the music stopped and another song started playing, one that wasn’t your taste. And when you saw everyone looking at you, you somewhat felt embarrassed. You quickly shoved through crowds trying to get to the bar area, and you did.

You went and sat on the barstool, adjusting your dress. And looking up at the bartender, who was looking at your cleavage. You cleared your throat to let him know you knew he was looking, and that made him look and clear his throat too, “trying” to look professional.

“Hi, uhm what type of drinks do you have? Maybe a cocktail?” You said politely smiling at him.

“Yeah sure.” He responded with. While he was making your cocktail, you felt something warm near your hip.

“Put it on my tab.” A silky voice spoke behind you. When you turned around you weren’t expecting for a hot looking germ? behind you. He didn’t really look like a germ because germs didn’t have a sharp jawline or nice dreads, or look attractive in general. He was wearing a dark gray turtle neck, black pants and Trenchcoat, and had a pair of glowing yellow eyes.

“Oh. Y-you don’t have to.” I say still looking at him with awe. I guess he noticied you staring because now he smirked at you, which made you look like a red blood cell instead of a blue one.

“It’s okay baby,” he sits on the barstool next to you, the music still blasting in your ears. “so, I saw you earlier on the dance floor. You got some moves, hm?” He says smirking at you.

“Huh? Oh yeah, kinda lost myself in the music y’know.” You say chuckling a little and getting your drink. It didn’t look appetizing, but you still drank it since this random guy got it for you.

“Maybe after this, wanna go back on the dance floor? With me?” He asks smirking at you.

You were thinking about it and debating, should you though, I mean this guy just bought you a drink, clear sign of wanting to flirt. And he’s really attractive for whatever he is you guess. Also you wouldn’t mind letting him shoot his shot.

“Sure, I’d love to.” You say finished up your drink.

After prancing in the crowd and through the crowd of germs, you both enter the center of it and start dancing together, his gentle but dangerous hands gripping onto your hips. You notice this and started getting a little red from the sudden gesture, you don’t mind though, his hands feel nice on you. They feel as though they’re supposed to be there, it feels..nice. After this you wrap your arms around his neck and gently lay your head on his chest, he feels warm and nice, you softly smile at the warmness of him. He takes notice to this and press you more against him, almost as if both of you are basically hugging.

“Look doll, would you maybe wanna get out of here?” He says lifting your chin, and rubbing the small of your back.

“I-I, sure yeah uhm okay. Where though..?” You ask clearly knowing what he’s asking for, but where would you two go. What if he says an alley, oh god that be horrible..

“My house maybe?” Showing a teethy grin to you, you accept and you two walk to the entrance of the club hand in hand, you could feel the excitement growing in your panties. You were actually pretty excited, you were literally about to get fucked by an actual germ? but an attractive one. That turned you on badly, making your way to his car, he had a pretty nice car.

Making his was to the passenger’s side of the car he opens it for you and smiles nicely at you. “Here love.”

“Thank you..” You say clearly flustered, a man has never opened the door for you, but you got and the car and put your buckle on. You wait patiently for him to go into the driver’s side, he opens his car door and starts the car. “Would you like the heater on, Dear?”

“Uhm, sure okay yeah..” Swallowing back your anxiety, you lightly couch into a fisted hand and look out the car window. In a minute or two you can feel the warmth surrounding your body, comfort feeling you, he lays a hand in your thigh and warms it into small circles and shapes. You look down at his hand and blush at the sight on his fingers, rubbing designs on your plush thigh. “You wouldn’t mind me asking your name, would you..?”

“No I wouldn’t, it’s Thrax. Your’s?” He says looking at you from the side as he pulls up into a driveway of a red-bricked apartment, gets out of his seat and slams his car door before you could finish what you were going to say. As he opened your door, you said your name. “y/n.” You say smiling up at him, there was something about the way you said it, or your tone, but he knew he hoped you were ready for this long night..

THRAX’S APARTMENT - 10:17 PM

He barged into his living room then apartment, your legs wrapped around his waist, arms around his neck, and one of his strong arms holding you up as he opens his door’s room, his mouth still connected to your sweet tasting neck, the sounds of your moans spilling out your mouth and you squirm under him. Throwing you onto the bed you bounced a couple of times due to your light weight and looked up at him locking the door, and throwing off his coat and quickly walking over to the bed, grabbing your ankles and pulling you towards him. You gasp at the gesture as he also grips on your thighs and sits you up, “You wouldn’t mind me eating you out now would you..?” He asks, raising his eyebrows up at you. “Uhm, what about you though?” You say cupping one of his cheeks, rubbing your thumb up and down and batting your lashes at him..

“Hmm that’s right, I didn’t think about me. Why don’t you take off your clothes and we’ll figure that out now m’kay?” He says getting up from his knees and undressing. Following his suggestion, you take you’re heels off, then goes off your dress. Nothing left covering you except for your burgundy bra and panties, sitting on the bed covering your body as he finishes undressing as well. He gets on the bed and lays down resting his arms under his head, “So are you just going to sit there or what?” He says looking up slightly, he sees you getting flustered and crawling closer to him. “Thrax, silly thing is I don’t know what you want me to do.” You say sending him a sweet, sweet smile and biting down on your lip nervously. “What do you mean, have you ever had sex..?” He say sitting up fully and looking at you in complete awe. “Uhhhhh, funny thing is I haven’t actually. I didn’t expect for this series of events to happen so yeah..”

He smirks and simply says, “Good to know I’m you’re first, now let me show you some stuff, sugartits.” You blush at the name he’s labeled you as, “Sugartits”, and crawl closer to him and blink naively at him. “Take you panties and bra off, then sit on my face okay?” “Uh- okay then.” You say as you take your panties off, slick disconnecting from your wet area to panties and breaking apart smoothly. He sees this and smirks to himself, making this little thing boost his ego all the way to the top. Taking your bra off was a little difficult, you tried taking it off from the back and it wouldn’t work. “Thrax, would you mind unclipping this for me?” You say looking back at him. In his point of view, your ass is connected to your feet, and looking back at him was the cherry on top, it just made you even hotter. “Sure thing, doll.” He says smiling up at you, and unclipping it in one go. Seeing it fall down your arms made him but his lip, he wanted what was on your chest to be in his mouth. From the looks of your chest actually and from when the two of you were at the club, it seemed as though you had a nice pair of cherries on you. He shows you a motion with his finger, one that’s asking for you to spin around so he could see your pretty chest. You spin around and he wouldn’t believe it, you had the nicest pair of tits on you, perfect ones he hasn’t seen in a while.

“Mmm how pretty are those tits of yours are?” He says swiftly grabbing them and getting a loud gasp out of your mouth, he rubs his thumbs over your nipples, teasing you. “Here, come here and sit on my face okay.” He say laying back down. “But you won’t be able to breath.” You say getting concerned. You’d never done this before to say the least and you weren’t sure how “sitting on his face” is and how it’s supposed to work out.

Hey! Could i request Hobie Brown that's trying to get with fem!reader, but she's nervous because she's never been in a relationship before?

Trepidatious.

summary: Hobart is one of your best friends, he suggests and asks for you to go on little dates and go out with him sometimes (all the time). when the two of you are sitting on the Brooklyn bridge he suddenly asks why you won’t in it’s on going out with him.

characters: Hobart Brown. Jessica Drew.

warnings: cussing. intimate touching. hobie being whipped for you. a little angst.

genre: fluff. romance. angst.

reader: fem! spider! reader

REQUEST ARE OPEN!

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Hobart Brown. You’d met him about a year or two ago.. he was one of your close friends. He was always near you, never wanted to leave you alone. He had this thing for you, a romantic type thing.

The first month of knowing him he’d ask you out to go get some treats from a bakery, but you politely declined and went on your way. He looked dumbfounded you remembered. From then on, he’d get flowers for you, treats and trinkets, he’s given you many of his guitar picks. All of them are placed in a trinket holder he’d also gotten for you.

Hobie always got you stuff, he was just sweet like that.

You sat at the cafeteria, some other spiders sitting around eating there lunch, while you were playing with your salad thinking about Brown. “So when are you going to finally get with him?” Jessica asks as she pulls a chair up, and lays her hands on her belly.

You look up, a little shocked from what she’d just asked. “I’m sorry what?” Blush spread across you face as you bit down on your lip, trying not to smile from the mention of his name.

She looks up, places her hands on the table, and leans forward to continue speaking. “I said, when are you finally going to get with him? I’m tired of hearing you’re name from his mouth constantly..” You blush slightly when you hear that he mentions you to her.

You get up and throw your salad away, and walk back to her, you’re thick heels click-n-clacking onto the ground and stop once you sit back down. “How fatuous of you to ask Drew, uhh, what made you think I was going to get with him.” You giggle out and bite your lip as you realize you kind of sounded like an asshole in that moment of time. “Uh anyways, not I’m not so comfortable with getting in a relationship right now..”

She raises an eyebrow. “And why is that now? Not your type, too clingy, annoying?” She asks picking off his flaws that seem to only specify to things he shows and does to you.

You wave your hands as she continued picking at him. “Wow wow, that’s not the case at all.. Hobie is my type it’s just, I’m nervous to get into a relationship.” Opening your water bottle, you chug it down, you’re throat had gotten dry from the topic. It felt much better to feel as sense of relief and the cold liquid made its way down your throat. You wipe your chin and look back at her, hoping she knew what you meant.

Eyebrows furrowed and raised slightly, she asked what you meant. “Wait I’m sorry, what do you mean?”

You sigh and tap your nails on the polished wood surface, “Okay to get to the point, I’ve never been in a relationship. That’s all, and I’m nervous to get into one with him because I do t know how it’s supposed to play out y’know?” You say searching understanding in her dark brown eyes.

Instead your greeted with her laughing hysterically and laying her head on the table as she continues her fit. Staring at her like she looks like she nuts, she laughs her words out. “So your saying you’ve never had a relationship?! That’s impossible, your attractive like out of this world attractive?! Do you see how many spider’s follow your body until you turn and corner and head to your destination.” She says as she stops laughing, realizing you were actually telling the truth. “Oh my god, you’re not lying are you…” She says looking equally shocked as you did second before.

You blink awkwardly, silence between the both of you. “So yeah psssh, anyways I gotta go now.” You say pushing you’re chair in and running down the lobby, “See you laterrrrr~” you drag out as you turn a corner and disappear.

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After you were finally done patrolling the city with Hob you both sat atop the Brooklyn Bridge, looking at the colors that were mixed in the sunset in front of you both. You’d place your hand on the structure as you both sat on the edge. It was comfortable silence, sometimes it was just like that between the two of you. Moment later he placed his hand on yours and finally asked you the question he’s been wanting to ask you.

He looks at you, the soft wind blowing as your hair sways back and forth in the air. “Y/N, why haven’t you gone out with me..?” He said staring at your hand that was placed under his.

Taken aback you looked at him, face a little flushed from the question. “Why I haven’t gone out with you..?” You say looking at him deep into the eyes, you saw that there was something hiding in there, his emotions. He nodded.

You took a deep breath and looked down at both of you’re feet dangling off of the tall bridge. “Well… look it’s not that I don’t like you back, I do Hobie, it’s just I’ve never been in a relationship.. and I’m nervous because I don’t know how they work and look I’m sorry.” You said, a wave of guilt flew past you as you finished.

He furrowed his eyebrows, “Love, why ya’ apologizing..? It’s fine Dear…” He said looking at you, he rubbed your knuckles and squeezed your palm in the process.

You looked up, he really was the one for you wasn’t he. You liked the way he understood and layed low on the subject. You kissed his cheek, and layed your head on his shoulder, wrapping his hand around your hip and pulling you closer, and you nuzzled more into his side.

You closed your eyes and looked at the sunset, hues of of purple and pink mixing together, dancing in the sky. “Thank you, Hobart.” You whispered, the both of you spent the rest of the night there until it was time for you both to go home.

It ended with him walking you to your apartment steps, you gently kissing him on the cheek, leaving a lipstick mark on him, and waving goodbye before saying your last piece to him, “Thank you for understanding Hobart, I’ll talk to you in the morning..” Closing the door, you had a sweet smile on your face, you were happy to have him to say the least..

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notes: Thank you for requesting, I actually enjoyed making this, have a great morning/afternoon/night!

June 7, 2023

10:30am

If you are okay with writing this, do you think you can write a Miguel x F!Reader (whose a Spider) oneshot where Miguel finds out the reader is pregnant due to his hearing, and the reader reveals she kept it a secret because she didn’t know how to tell him.

Not Meant To Hear Yet.

summary: Miguel had came back from a meeting with the spider-society and overheard you panicking in you’re shared bathroom. He continued to overheard something he wasn’t meant to hear yet…

characters: Miguel O’Hara. Jessica Drew.

warnings: crying. reader having a panic attack. angst. implied smut. little love confession.

genre: angst. romance. fluff.

reader: fem! spider-woman! reader

REQUEST ARE OPEN!

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This was not what you wanted to happen, you didn’t want a to have a child this young. You were 24, your boyfriend of 4 years, 27. And a couple months ago, you’d found out you were pregnant. At first you didn’t believe it, until all the test you took all came back positive. You didn’t want this, well you did want a child, just not this early..

And how were you going to tell Miguel this, you were sure he wouldn’t take the news good. You’d thought at the time you were for sure on the birth control..

He was at a ‘meeting’ with some members from the spider-society while you decided on staying home. After he left you did your normal routine, house chores, out chores. Miguel always insisted that you didn’t have to do that whenever you stayed home, he didn’t want you to be worked up and more tired then you normally should.

After your ‘chores’, you rush to your shared bedroom that was up the stairs. Dialing your phone, you call Jessica. She answers in a calm tone, while you answer in a worried tone. “Hey are you okay? What is it you need help with? You seem worried..” She said, a version of her showing up infront of you, she was on her motorcycle on a street in her universe.

You clack your nail repeatedly on the counter repeatedly, deciding to tell her what happened once she’d stop at a light. “Okay don’t get to excited or anything since your riding your motorcycle, but.. I’m pregnant..” You say waiting for her response and reaction.

As Jessica sat at the light, she started asking you a dozens of questions, “Do you know the gender yet?”, “Top 5 names if it’s a girl or boy?”, “Does Miguel even know yet?” You didn’t say anything after that question. Just from a minute of silence, she knew you hadn’t. “You haven’t told him have you..?”

Miguel had teleported into the house, he took his costume off and replaced them with comfortable clothing he’d left from the previous night before on the couch, while doing so, he heard you talking to someone. He figured it was important so he shrugged it off and started taking the ingredients out for dinner you were going to be cooking on this bittersweet night. “I just don’t know how to tell him that there’s a baby on the way.” He paused his movements. Had you just said what you said was truly real. It seemed seemed specious, but it wasn’t. It was true, real. “I don’t know how he’ll take the news, I want him to be happy about it and all but, what if he’s not, what if he’s angry about it..” That made him feel egregious and compunctioned. You thought he wouldn’t react well or good to the news..? He frowned and sat on the couch, still ‘eavesdropping’, but not on purpose of course.

After the conversation you had with Jessica, you pranced down the stairs to see Miguel on the couch, you froze halfway on the stairs panicking, you hoped he didn’t hear that whole conversation with her, and that he’d just gotten home. You continued your way down the stairs, he looked up to see you. God, he thought you looked so seraphic. “Hello Mi Rey, how was your day?” You say as you walk up to him and give him a sweet kiss onto of his forehead, after you ran your hands through his hair and smiled sweetly at him.

It took him a second or more to respond to your daily question, “It was good baby, do you feel okay right now? Your red..” He says. He knew what he was doing, he already knew what happened now.

You look in his eyes, look down and chuckle. “Yes dear I’m fine, I’m going to start dinner now.” Kissing his cheek, you walk to the kitchen to see he put what you needed out. “Aww, thanks for putting everything out, thank my hombre guapo. Would you like to help me with dinner tonight?” You say peaking your head out of the kitchen into the living room.

He stands up and walks over to you, “Only if that means we can play music?” He says as his large hands wrap around the small of your back and butt. Whenever he meant “play music”, he meant while the food was cooking and the both of you had time to waste to dance around in the kitchen and plant gentle kisses on one another.

You look to the side and frown for a second, debating your words of choice. “Miguel?” You say looking up at him.

After you just saying his name, he got quite worried. “What is it mi amor?” He said looking deep into your eyes.

“Whatever happens, I just hope you know I love you, so so much.. Your the best thing that’s ever happened to me..” You say, feeling different waves of emotions coming over you.

He was surprised. He thought that something bad was going to happen, but surprisingly it wasn’t anything bad. You were having one of your moments where you just wanted to say that you loved him. “God I love you too y/n..” He says shoving you into his broad chest.

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After making dinner the both of you sat down at the table, across from eachother. It was quiet, that weirded you out a little, he was always the one to start a conversation at the table..

You clear your throat and look up at him, “Soooo, did anything interesting happen with them today?” You say, taking another sip of your soup. Your mind was racing with random question and things you had to finish after eating.

He looked up, didn’t say anything, until a couple moments later. “Nope not really.. But there is something I’d like to talk about with you.” He said in a significant tone, as he pushed his soup bowl to the side, with his glass of water.

You took note of this, his tone was never like this unless there was something wrong or serious we needed to talk about. “Okay…” You drag out as you do the same gesture as him, pushing your glass and bowl out of the way.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant..?” He asked. His shoulders were tense, as he stood properly in his chair.

Oh god, he knows..? But how, that shouldn’t have been unless he heard me upstairs, is that why he was so tense when I came down the stairs.. “Look Miguel, I’m sorry, I just didn’t know how to break the news to you.” You felt a sense of compunction rush over you. “I didn’t know how you would react, or how you felt about having a child.. I just..” You didn’t finish anything, tears ran down your cheeks, as you didn’t look at him but at the cleared area in front of you on the table.

You didn’t see him, but he got up and started walking towards you. He wrapped his strong and well-knitted arms around you, you cried and cried in his chest. You felt horrible, you were gasping for air at this point from crying.

He let go of you and took your flushed face in his hands. “Look Hermosa, I’m not angry, I’m just a little sad that you’d think I’d feel that way. I’m happy that you are okay?” Staring at you, he waited for you to nod. When you did he gave you a kiss, picked you up, and carried you to the bedroom where the both of you would go to sleep. And clean up the both of you made from cooking tomorrow. “Goodnight, Mi Amor.”

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notes: Thank you so much for requesting, I truly hoped you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Have a great morning/afternoon/night!

June 4, 2023

9:30am

Dollface & The Greaser.

summary: You were a soc, and the not really the good type. You always hung out with bob, randy, and his other friends. You just didn’t like greasers, they had nasty grease in there hair, listened to horrible music, and were careless 24/7. There was one greaser and only one that caught your eye, and no it wasn’t that idiotic flirt Dallas Winston. It was Two-Bit Matthews, he was a little nice…always made you laugh from time to time. And you might have caught feelings, but you didn’t even realize it. But obviously a lot of females at school did, he also started noticing too and wanted to make sure his theory of you having a thing for him was correct.

characters: keith “two-bit” matthews

warnings: intimate touching. flirting. minor cussing. kissing.

genre: enemies to lovers. fluff. romance

reader: fem! soc! reader

REQUEST ARE OPEN!

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You were digging inside your locker for you’re light pink hair brush, your hair was a tiny bit messy but always wanted it to look perfect. Like you of course. You bent over a little covering the back of your skirt, when you felt a warm pair of hands make their way onto your hips.

“Guess who?~”, The mysterious voice cooed in your ear.

“Two-Bit Matthews, you better get your nasty greaser hands off of my hips before I-!” You yell at him, before you can finish your statement he takes his hands off your hips and you stand up straight. You’re now just realizing how you knew those were his hands, by the warmth, the shape, and the grip he had on your hips.

“Geez, sorry dollface. I knew you were feisty, but not this feisty.” Keith says with his hands shaking up in surrender. You didn’t know if he was trying to piss you off or actually piss you off.

“Why do you even bother me? Go bother Marcia or something. Maybe even become Dallas and go try and talk to Sherri Cherry.” You say as you finally grab your long and beheld light pink hair brush, looking into the white decorated mirror on your locker and fixing your hair.

“Uhhh, cause they’re not as cute as you. Andddd they clearly aren’t catchin’ feelings for me~” Keith finally says and you suddenly start choking on air..?

“W-what?! Ha! Catch feelings for you, as if! Why would I fall for such a hood, that’s nice, sweet, kinda cute, and-“ You were about to finish your sentence until you realized what you were saying.

“Pretend you never heard that! Just pretend this is all you’re imagination!” You panic and wave your hands infront of him with your eyes avoiding his, trying to convince him this is all just a stupid dream.

You then suddenly felt a warm pair of hands, already knowing who it was, wrap around your own pair of hands and entangling it with yours.

“Aww, and ya’ really think all this about me and your over here pretending ya’ hate me?” Two-Bit whispers into your right ear. Sending shivers down you’re spine at the his hot breath hitting your neck.

“I-… look just like I said, pretend this never-!” You try and yell but as you try, you open you’re eyes and finally realize what’s going on. He was kissing you. A grease kissing a soc, infront of other greasers and socs. You are heard multiple gasps, wooing, and more as you had finally kissed him back. Wrapping your arms around his neck and accepting the fact that, now everyone probably knew from this kiss you guys were something way more than just friendly rivals. Not just a greaser always flirting with a mean soc that pretended like she didn’t want to spend a minute of the day on him.

As you broke the kiss you looked up at him shocked, you just stared into his eyes as he stared into your e/c eyes. You didn’t know what to say, you started hearing clacking of multiple heels behind you but you didn’t care. You just slowly went to hug Keith.

“I love you, stupid greaser.” You say taking in his smell which contained of chocolate cake, cigarettes, and beer.

“I love ya’ too, dollface.” Two says, as he’s about to return the hug he didn’t feel your warmth and touch anymore. He looked down a bit to see other female socs dragging you away, yelling at you, saying that you shouldn’t have done that, and that you mind as well be a greaser too.

He just smiles at the sight of you still looking at him, until your friends take a turn and you are no longer seen.

“What a doll.”

OSMOSIS JONES MASTERLIST.

From The Movie

Osmosis Jones

The Mc’s of Osmosis Jones In A School AU!

SUMMARY: The main characters of Osmosis Jones and Ozzy & Drix if they were in a school AU

Thrax

Thrax NSFW headcanons. 18+

SUMMARY: NSFW headcanons for Thrax from Osmosis Jones, MINORS DNI.

The Best Things About Thrax.

SUMMARY: Some of the best features of Thrax if you two were dating

Don’t Leave Yet. (UNFINISHED.)

SUMMARY: You and Thrax met at the club last night and became intimate in your bedroom. You only thought it was gonna be a one night stand, but he decided to make it clear he didn’t want it to be

The Mc’s of Osmosis Jones In A School AU!

SUMMARY: The main characters of Osmosis Jones and Ozzy & Drix if they were in a school AU

Mayor Phlemmington

The Mc’s of Osmosis Jones In A School AU!

SUMMARY: The main characters of Osmosis Jones and Ozzy & Drix if they were in a school AU

Drix

The Mc’s of Osmosis Jones In A School AU!

SUMMARY: The main characters of Osmosis Jones and Ozzy & Drix if they were in a school AU

Leah

The Mc’s of Osmosis Jones In A School AU!

SUMMARY: The main characters of Osmosis Jones and Ozzy & Drix if they were in a school AU

From The Tv Show

Hector Cruz

None At The Moment..!

Maria Amino

The Mc’s of Osmosis Jones In A School AU!

SUMMARY: The main characters of Osmosis Jones and Ozzy & Drix if they were in a school AU

Paul Spryman

None At The Moment..!

Random question but what’s in your inbox?

Okay Soooo Here’s A List Of Characters I Have Asks For!

Miguel O’Hara: 8

Hobie Brown: 6

The Spot: 7

Thrax: 3

Miles Morales / Miles Morales 42: 11

Spider Cowboy / Web- Slinger: 2

Spider Noir: 1

Pitch Black: 1

Pavitr Prabhakar: 3

Request I have In total: 44 (i think- 🧍🏽‍♀️)

Friday, June 9

10:00pm

MY MASTERLIST.

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MHA MASTERLIST.

OSMOSIS JONES MASTERLIST.

THE OUTSIDERS MASTERLIST.

RISE OF THE GUARDIANS MASTERLIST.

SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE / SPIDER-MAN: ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE MASTERLIST.

Name: Eris

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Hobbies: Sketching, Drawing, Painting, Writing Poetry, & Etc.

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MASTERLIST

INTRODUCTION

FANDOMS I WRITE FOR

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HAPPY OCTOBER THIRD!! 💋

MEAN GIRLS (2004) dir. Mark Waters

any sideshow bob (from the simpsons) hc’s?

Platonic/Romantic Hcs For Sideshow Bob From The Simpsons.

Summary: Platonic/Romantic Headcanons For Sideshow Bob From The Simpsons

Characters: Sideshow Bob

Warnings: Cussing, Murdering Mentioned

Genre: Fluff, Romantic

Reader: Fem! Reader

REQUEST ARE OPEN!

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Platonic

He enjoys your company as a friend so much

He likes the fact that your really the only person he can talk to about how much he wants to kill Bart

You both do like the stupidest shit together it’s hilarious

If you despise someone, he will definitely want to kill them for being such an ass to you

He’ll for sure scare you awake sometimes to piss you off

Ooh ooh, and he loves going to diners and doing karaoke with you

It’s the funniest thing

Loves going on rides in the middle of the night, window rolled down, and it’s just the most relaxing thing

Blast classical music all the damn time 😭

He always checks up on how your mentally doing, “How was your day today y/n? Anything interesting happen..?”

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Romantic

Absolutely loves you, like a loooot, he voices it a lot

His favorite places to kiss you are your hands/knuckles, forehead, and your cheek

Loves when you play with his hair and brush it out

Likes taking baths with you, his favorite thing to do is wash you hair and massage your neck

His love language is for sure gift giving and physical touch, he gets you flowers every week

He adores you, like everything about you, your body, hair, style, lips, how your hands feel, anything about you he adores it

He compliments you 24/7, “oh dear, you would look fantastic in that dress”, “delicious my love, your wonderful at cooking”

Little stuff like that you know?

He’s respectful towards your opinions, if you like something he doesn’t, he’s totally fine with that and wants your opinions to be voiced

Whenever it’s nighttime and it’s time for you both to go to sleep, he always pulls you close to his chest and pats your back until you fall asleep

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Notes: Thank you so much for requesting, I didn’t know if you wanted romantic or platonic headcanons so I really just did both, I hoped you enjoyed it, have a great morning/afternoon/night!