#alt y/n

[fl3shm4id3n]

heyyy i would like to make a request for spider-punk/hobie brown with a fem!spiderwoman!reader. the idea i have in mind is just a reader that shares the same morals/opinions that hobie has like hating the government and going against the norm. i also like the idea of the reader also having piercings and like an alt aesthetic bc i think that would fit well with hobie in a relationship. she can be more sarcastic/witty and make a lot of jokes but be really cool. it can be either headcannons or a fic but you absolutely don’t have to do it if you don’t like the idea or it’s too much to do!! thank you <3

Bₑᵢₙg ₐₙ ₐₗₜ ₛₚᵢdₑᵣ Wₒₘₐₙ ₐₙd ᵢₙ ₐ ᵣₑₗₐₜᵢₒₙₛₕᵢₚ wᵢₜₕ ₕₒbᵢₑ Bᵣₒwₙ/ₛₚᵢdₑᵣ ₚᵤₙₖ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀ ᴘᴜɴᴋ/ʜᴏʙɪᴇ ʙʀᴏᴡɴ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ᴀʟᴛ ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Tw: Hobie and reader are being little shits, that's it.

A/N: I actually like this idea, this is feeding my Hobie x goth/ALT reader hunger. I didn't have much in thought, but I manage to squeeze something out. I hope this was to your liking ♡

Masterlist

The first time you both met, everyone knew right away that you were both going to end up together. It was as if, you and him were made for one another.

You shared the same thoughts and interests, also the same style. Except, Hobie didn't do a lot like you did. You really liked to wear a lot of things flashy yet dark things.

Hobie did have piercings, but he did not have as much as you did. You also liked to wear chokers with chains, leather, and dark clothes. Your boyfriend would also steal some of your clothes, always saying that what was yours was his, and that you both shared the same style.

If you want another piercing, he'll do it for you, he did his own piercings and he wouldn't mind doing whatever piercing you wanted.

Got Tattoos? Hobie is interested in them, from the design and why you got them. He also sees them as a form of art and another part of your ALT style. Despite them being of cute or scary whatever, he loves them.

He'll offer to draw you something to get tattooed, he'll work on it for days if not weeks. He isn't just going to give you something half assed, he'll make you something that you will love having tattooed on you.

When you want to upgrade your spider suit, Hobie will help you, he'll suggest what to put and add to your suit, he knows that you like that flashy stuff, so why not put them on your suit. He likes how you express yourself through your suit.

What he really likes about you is your sarcasm, specially when you use it on Miguel and Jessica, they're cool, but sometimes they'd get on your nerves to the point that you just use your sarcasm on them. It'd make Hobie just laugh by your attitude.

Also the fact that you were intelligent, but majority of the time you use your intelligence to mess with other, specially Miguel since you know that he hates it when you do that.

You and Hobie really like to mess with others, you both can sometimes be helpful but choose not to. In general you're just like that, even to each other as a joke.

You don't have to tell people you're together, you both make it somewhat obvious that you are. You didn't over do it, you just did enough to show that you and Hobie were an obvious thing.

When you first met Miles, he noticed how you and Hobie were basically doing your own thing together, as a couple and he got curious and decided to ask if you were dating.

You responded with 'No, we just like to kiss and make out on a daily basis, Of course we're dating!' he got the memo.

The important thing to both of you is communication, if you both didn't talk, then that was a problem, speaking your minds is the thing that made you both get together in the first place.

In general, you and Hobie are just that, you and Hobie. You weren't the perfect couple, you did have your differences and issues, but you always fixed them together.

[pillowspace]

(This comic is directly related to this post, by the way!)

[wyervan]

stuff from this past weekend’s magma~ we have here…..

….a very stable and sane sun to match the moon a did a couple of weeks ago, aaaaaand….

…. @pluck-heartstrings ‘s moon, done in compliment with her own drawing just to the left. Believe you me, pluck is a very good magma drawin’ buddy. It was a very nice Saturday night~~

OKAY ALSO IS ANYONE ELSE HAVING THIS MAGMA COLOR WHEEL GLITCH?? it’s like locking up for me after moving it around like just a little bit and I have to refresh the page to move it again 😡 . I am on a tablet—not sure if that’s contributing.

[victarin]

this has been done a million times before but i wanted to draw something cozy :( goodnight

[xitsensunmoon]

He says good evening

[icy-gendango]

Hhhhhhhhh <3

Full image under cut:

I love them your honor

[strrykais]

control alt + love [kim seungmin]

29. where do you want it?

word count : 1403 warnings: smut

you stood outside seungmins door, hand hovering too scared to knock. you have fighting the devil and angel on your shoulder when the door flings open revealing a smiling seungmin.

“i was waiting to see if you would get the courage to knock but you were taking too long. please come in.” he side steps allowing more room for you to slowly walk in.

you never been in his room, this was the only room at base you were scared to go in by yourself, and here you were. you took in the photos on the wall of the team before you, with faces you never knew. turn to see his personal gaming setup on the other side of the room. 

seungmin just watched from the front of the room, you look so small and scared, like a little sheep being trapped by the big bad wolf. and for some reason he found joy in that. walking to you he grabs your hand pulling you to sit with him on the bed.

seungmin continued to massage your hand in his, you could take your eyes off them, too focus not hearing what he was asking.

seungmin reaches out and pinches your cheeks lighting, eyes finally looking at him.

“i asked if you are okay?” he tucks a piece of hair behind your ear, going back to playing with your hand on his lap.

“y-yeah, this is fine, i'm okay with this.” blush filling your cheeks, you could feel the burning of your ears, you were just happy that your hair was covering it. 

“i was talking about the incident, but okay. glad to know you are okay with holding hands.” 

snatching your hand from his you tsk. “you know what you are doing, you suck.” 

seungmin laughs out, “i've been wanting to talk to you about us actually, but it's been kind of a crazy couple of days.”

you were starting to get nervous, your heart was beating so loud. “us?” 

“yeah, well that is if you want it. i won't pressure you into getting into a relationship with me, but i could make you the happiest girl alive.” seungmin was starting to lean over, face mere inches away from your face. your breath hitched in your throat, you stared at his lips, gently biting yours.

seungmin reaches out pulling your lips out from your teeth, “don't do that, you are making it really hard to not kiss you right now.” 

that all it took for you to lean over placing your lips over his quickly. you pull back only for seungmin to grab you pulling you back into his lips. moaning into his lips, seungmin using your parted lips to lick into your mouth.

“let me know whenever you wanna stop, okay baby?” he says standing up, taking off his shirt, pushing you to lay on your back on the bed. 

you watch as he reaches down to pull your shorts down your legs tossing them onto the floor. seungmin gets down on his knees kissing the soft flesh of your inner thighs.

you whimper out only for the smirk on his face to grow as he continues to kiss up to your panties. he places a kiss on top of your clothes bud, hips thrusting up. hand flying to grab his hair, “seungmin please.” 

“please what baby.”

“please, i need your mouth.” you push his head to where you need him. 

“i'll buy you more.” before you can process what he was saying you hear a ripping sound from him and suddenly his mouth was on you. moaning out, legs closing around him, seungmin uses his hands to push them down, sliding his hand up to lay on your stomach.

whatever seungmin was doing down there had your eyes squeezing shut, back arching from the bed. seungmin licked down your slit, tongue swirling around your entrance only to go back up and suck harshly on your clit. bring his hand down from your stomach to your wet hole, plunging one finger right into you. 

you couldn't help the loud moan you let out, “shh baby or the guys are gonna hear you. unless you want that.” hi shot breath fan over your wet pussy leaving you in a whimpering mess. seungmin inserted another finger, watching your mouth hang open, eyes and eyebrows scrunched up. seungmin thought you always looked beautiful, but he found you more intoxicating while you were about to come undone for him.

you were starting to feel the little bubble in your stomach burst, chasing your high, rubbing yourself against his face hoping to cum. seungmin could sense you were close, only for him to pull back. you groan out, eyes opening to see him smiling down at you, his mouth glistening from all your juices. bringing the fingers that were in you into his mouth sucking them clean. 

“don't worry you’ll cum baby, but i want you to cum on my cock.” he reaches down pulling his sweats and boxers down, cock springing free slapping against his stomach. you were shocked with how big he was, you never really thought about his size, but it makes sense.

seungmin leans over you, placing a kiss on your temple, then down to your lips. “remember if it gets too much tell me okay.” you nod your head as he aligns his cock to your entrance.

seungmin enters you slowly until he bottoms out, “fuck, baby your so tight.” he moans out a little. that only fuels the fire in your belly, making you squeeze him tightly as you cum. 

seungmin could feel you pulsing around him, your warm walls sucking him, he was trying his hardest to not slam into you over and over again. he didn't want to overwhelm you.

“seungmin please, please move.” hands reaching out scratching at his back. seungmin did not need to be told twice. quickly pulling out of you only to slam into you. seungmin was relentless, hands gripping onto your waist, plowing straight into you. 

he couldn’t get enough of the way you fit him perfectly, seungmin reaches out to push your shirt and up to see you beautiful breasts bouncing. “no bra baby, in a house full of guys, god its like you are asking to get fucked.” he grunts out as he quickly picks up the pace. “but your mine, all mine right baby, nobody can fuck this little pussy like me.” one hand pinching your nipples as the other reaches out to wrap around your throat, tightening lightly. “say it baby, come on.”

“f-fuck seungmin, no-no one can fuck me like you can.” you couldn't even get the sentence out with the way he was making you feel. everywhere he touched was on fire, “im gonna cum.” 

“cum baby, cum on this cock.” seungmin says giving you kisses all over your face. seungmin could once again feel you tighten on him. groaning out he says “where do you want it, can i cum in you baby?” he was quickening his pace chasing his high after he made you cum. you quickly moan out, head nodding rapidly, nails digging into him.

 you watch as his head falls into the crook of your neck as he does one finally push, a low groan leaving his lips as he stills inside of you. you clench around him as you feel his warm seed filling you up. seungmin places a kiss behind your ear as he slowly exits out of you, both your mixed cum dripping out of you. 

you moan as you feel him quickly plunge his fingers back into you, not wanting any of it to escape. “holy fuck.” you breathe out watching him walk to the bathroom, bringing out a wet cloth, helping you clean up. 

“here, wear this, sorry about your underwear. i'll buy you some more.” seungmin helps you pull off your shirt, to place his longer one over you. 

“you know my shirt was fine.” he says, watching his face blush up.

“i want you in mine. do you want some water?” 

you nod your head getting under the covers, feeling exhausted. 

“okay i'll be right back. don't leave.” he says, placing his clothes back on, placing a kiss on your head and walking out his room.

you smile to yourself as you breathe in his scent all around you. blissfully unaware the walls are very thin.

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authors note: my ass was giggling writing this...

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[rrenzwrld]

texts between golden retriever bsf!connie x alt!black reader that just make sense

i’m loving them??

[martinsorbit]

this post was brought to you by my sick brain whos been doing synapses at a max speed of 10mph (click and zoom to read text)(it is super important i swear)

[ren-054]

Messy sketches before my tablet dies

Happy New Year

[digoutskin]

ₕₐₗf cᵣₐzy

Ony x Bestfriend!Reader

PART 1

masterlist:

black fem reader, semi set in college, friends to lovers, best friend ony, miscommunication, pet names (mama's, babygirl, ma) from both characters, coworker ony, reader is very quiet and a bit of an observer, so bare with me, and it's a lil toxic, also reader has a darker taste in music and style and smokes cigarettes (don't be mad it's just fiction) a little angsty, hinted at anxiety and depression. Reader is a loner and Ony is basically her only real friend, reader is a virgin, reader is a badass, has tattoos and piercings

A/N: this is my very first chapter of halfcrazy, It'll be 5 parts, and most of those will have sexual energy or just straight up smut. Not in this first chapter though, so enjoy (for now)

"Never thought that we would ever be more than friends

Now I'm all confused 'cause for you, I have deeper feelings

We both thought it was cool to cross the line

And I was convinced it would be alright

Now things are strange, nothing's the same

And really, I just want my friend back"

" You've been sittin' there quiet for hours ma, you ain't gone smoke with me?" Ony said, eyeing you from across the couch. You had been sitting there with him in practical silence, music playing from a bluetooth speaker on his coffee table. He took a puff waiting for you to respond.

You peered up from your book, acrylics flipping a page before responding "I'm good Ony. Jus' reading." you said.

He shrugged his shoulders and took a hit from the blunt, inhaling and exhaling. He then got up from the leather couch and flopped next to you, leaning over to look at your book.

"Looks jus' like a bunch of gibberish to me. You like readin' that french shit?" He tried to grab the book from you but you quickly snatched it away, slamming it shut.

Rolling your eyes and grabbing his phone to change the song "Hey don't change my shit to that rock shit, keep my rnb on fa' now."

"I told you Nirvana is grunge not rock, it's just similar." You said under your breath, changing it to Halfcrazy by musiqsoulchild.

You had been at Ony's for hours, making small talk and gossiping about your friends.

You had met Ony last year while working at your schools library. He didn't seem like the type that would fit in with your coworkers, so he immediately attached himself to you. Quickly all you two did on your shifts was laugh, put the books on the shelf and do recommendations for other students. That turned into a friendship, in which you became friends with his friends, and that was the end of the story.

Sasha and Mikasa had been blowing your phone up ever since you met, taking you out of your comfort zone and into clubs, going to Connie's trap house to smoke and eat every once in a while.

Ony nudged you bringing out you out of your thoughts and back into the almost one sided conversation. "You heard from that nigga today? Whas' his name, Hakeem? Raheem? Rak-"

"now you know that nigga name is not rakeem, it's Hakeem and no I haven't heard from him today. Why you in my business like that Ony?"

"I ain't in your business babygirl, but you need someone to look out for you because I don't trust that nigga. Always coming up to the front desk talkin' about do we have Karl Marx knowing he only read abc 123 shit." He retorted, chuckling under his breath. You giggled then side eyed him, knowing he was right.

Getting up from the couch and walking towards the kitchen table where your work bag was, you looked through the thing to find your phone. He eyed you from behind, eyeing you in your khaki's and tight collared shirt. Your sneakers made a sound against the hardwoods floors in the apartment, work attire draped on your body.

Ony has had feelings for you for a while, but he was 'in denial' as Eren told him time and time again.

He didn't want to admit that his crush turned into feelings, he didn't want to leave his little fling alone, fearing that the answer to his question would be met with your denying head shake and frown.

To him, why bother to even tell you? To possibly mess up such a rare friendship that he'd come across.

You scrolled through the group chat, Mikasa's text bubble a constant on the screen. She was ranting about how Eren had been entertaining other girls on the side. 'He ain't even big like that' and 'I don't need his gaming ass' Flashed onto the screen. You decided to be a little nosy and swiveled around to face Ony.

He cut his gaze away from you, pretending that he was only looking at the blunt he was now putting out. A grin flashed on your face as you went to sit down, folding your legs into a butterfly position on his couch. "You wouldn’t lie to me, right?" You asked, batting your eyelashes and him and throwing your jet black box braids over your shoulder.

"No ma, about what?" He questioned with a puzzled look. "So Mikasa think Eren been talking to another girl... Has he?"

"Look, all I know is when me and Eren went to go get tatted the other day, a fine ass girl did his tat. She was feeling all up on him and flirting. She did give him her number but ion know if he responded. Connie was laughing the whole time trying to talk to her but she ain't want him, she wanted Eren." he paused, glancing at you.

"Don't get in that messy shit, you weren't around the last time she found out he was fucking around on her. She slashed his tires, burned 'fuck you' into his grass. It was ugly. Mikasa is a crazy ass bitch that'll get you in trouble. You too reserved for that, ma." crinkling his nose at the remembrance of 2023.

"They gon' make up, fuck, and be done with it and back with each other again. Don't let her convince you otherwise." with that he let out a sigh, muttering 'shit' in response to his phone buzzing. You looked away from him, a little contact high from earlier.

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Ony had always harped on you for being a bit straight edge, only smoking a few times since you've meet.

Each time, you found the warm haze that washed over you only made him look better than normal, made his voice deeper, made you wet when he would hold the blunt up to your lips and tell you to inhale. The first time you smoked together he helped you, coaching you on how to handle it, letting out "inhale ma. There you go, so good at it ion' even gotta teach you" into your ear in a hushed voice.

Before that the feelings that you felt for him were excitement, happiness, and borderline hysterical while talking to him. You could admit to yourself that he was an attractive guy, tattoo sleeve cascading down his arms, a clean cut line up with the two earrings to match. Pearly whites with eyes and a smile that made you melt silently when you looked at him.

He wouldn't, no, couldn't have known you like him in that way, shared the same throbbing feelings between you too.

As much as he wanted you to share them, he just didn't see it. You always had this unassuming face on, only sharing intimate information with him when it really affected you in the worse way. He couldn't remember the first night he got you high, but he remembered the second.

The heat was sweltering and the air conditioner in the dorms was cut off, so everyone you knew from school went to family, friends, or cool shelters over the weekend.

You went to Ony, promising him that you would play video games, watch movies, and just chill all weekend. By the time he got to the dorms to pick you up, your usual calm facial expression was contorted into a frown.

He could see the glossy tears gathering in your eyes and you slammed the car door after throwing your overnight bag in the back.

He decided against saying anything just he, he drove off, letting the sound of 'chicago' by micheal jackson play in the background. You sniffled, wiping away tears only to put the same expression back on, as cold as ice.

"Whas' wrong Y/n, forreal? You ain't said nun whole ride." He turned the music down, waiting for a response.

"Just some guy. I'm tired of nigga's, Ony. always wanting sex and nothing else. No intimacy, wanna hook up but don't want to actually get to know me for me. I enjoy being a loner, it's what I do, but I still want love. I feel like it's not even disappointing, it just makes me want to be alone for good." You ranted.

He kept his eyes trained on the road, and by the end of your conversation, you two had made it to the apartment. "That's why I told you to stop fucking with nigga's like that. He got you all upset and shit, you don't listen." He continued the conversation while gathering all of your things from the back seat.

Later that night, you two had eaten, played a few rounds of mortal kombat and super smash brothers, he had convinced you that the chill part of the hangout wasn't finished until he had properly smoked you out.

He brought you to the bedroom, set up some music and put on some cartoons in the background to balance out the tense energy you had from earlier.

A few crystals sat on his nightstand, a clear quartz, carnelian, and a rose quartz. You took mental note of that and decided to get comfortable, propping yourself up on the pillow you had brought along. He had already rolled the blunt and brought the ashtray out, placing it between you two.

Remembering last time when he called himself 'teaching' you, you quickly caught onto how to smoke blunts. The two of you passed it back and forth. You had the hidden habit of smoking a cigarette or two, so inhaling the weed was stronger but now next to nothing for you.

"That guy that hangs around the library has a crush on you. He down bad, ma. Fuck, what's his name?" he muttered.

"Hakeem. I'm not feeling him like that though." You said, eyes glazed over.

"I'm telling you he on that Joe shit forreal. Hanging around the library, peeking around shelves. He gone beck yo' shit, Y/n." He cackled, passing the blunt towards you.

He glanced down at the v-neck you had on, cleavage showing. The leggings you threw on showed the curves you had, and he hadn't noticed it before, but the twinkling in your eyes showed even more in the haze of the smoke. You closed your eyes and stayed like that for a second, letting the feeling of sleepiness wash over you.

After you dozed off he ashed the blunt, carrying it with him to the living room where he finished it, and began to clean up. Your phone was buzzing on the table, and he figured that you trusted him enough to open whatever it was.

So he did. The contact was labeled Hakeem, with a skull emoji next to the name. The text message read as the following, 'I'm sorry y/n I really am. I didn't know you were a virgin. When you rejected me it's because I thought you was talking to that guy that's always around. I promise you me and that girl ain't even sleep together like that'

He stopped reading the text and slammed the phone down. He knew that the nigga had pissed him off before with hanging around the job waiting for you to get off, but he didn't know you actually talked to him. You're virgin? Wasn't what he expected but you are private, borderline mysterious to him but still so comfortable around him like you've known him for years.

That was the day he officially decided he would leave you alone to just do you, letting whatever you had between you just be. The feelings wouldn't stop, No. They pestered and lingered, they are still there with him.

His plan was to lay in wait, let things happen on there own.

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In the present, you two were currently at your shift. You were somewhere in the back sorting out the damaged books, student's reckless with the sensitive materials.

Ony worked the desk, flashing his smile at the pretty girls that would walk pass. He was a straight A student with a high GPA, unlike his friends he did plan on doing something with his life, so he took pride in his knowledge. Breaking his glance towards the back room where you were, he was brought out of his gaze by a grating voice.

"Sup' B. Where Y/n?" The light skin male asked Ony. He wore a Nike tech paired with black sneakers, his curly hair braided to the back with a fresh line up.

The sound of his voice just annoyed Ony.

His face contorted to one of disgust, and finally he answered the man "She's busy. Come back later." His voice bellowed out.

Hakeem's eyes pierced back at Ony, green orbs of his flickering darker in annoyance. "Whatever. Just tell her I was here." He walked away, out of the double doors, pulling his phone out when he got to the lobby of the school.

'Y/n text me back, you got this nigga covering for you and shit.'

He would get you back, and get rid of Ony too.

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It was now hours later, and you were outside on a bench, smoking a cigarette alone. You watched as people passed by, some on bikes but most were hand in hand. You inhaled, taking some smoke in.

You had gotten the text from Hakeem earlier and, in a moment of weakness, texted him that you’d be at a local club tonight with a group, so you could talk to him there.

You shot Sasha a quick text about going out and before you knew it, everyone, including Ony was going.

Tonight would be a night to remember.

[stardaiyamondo]

⠀〈 ⠀ ━╋ ⠀ . . .ᐟᅟ alucard⠀ ♱

[chandlelures]

Posting this now before i lose the guts to absksjlsns

Congrats, the kiss was successful...sort of

[pillowspace]

Human Disguise AU Y/N

From a little AU set throughout winter where Sun and Moon left the pizzaplex after it burnt down, and disguised themselves in large, concealing clothes. You meet Sun, and are entirely sure he's human. Well, it's not like they can just correct you, and it is an interesting experience to be on the other side of things for once, seen and heard. It would be a real shame if Moon were to someday reveal themselves to you due to the virus acting up

Extensive info | prior art | prior art

Written text under the readmore

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Human Disguise AU (HDAU)

Not as scary as it sounds, I promise!

Y/N

- Poor vision. Thinks Sun has jaundice and white eyeshadow. Thinks Moon's into face paint.

- Social and friendly but agoraphobic. Walked home by Sun.

- Has a little brother who went to the daycare.

- Works 2 jobs at a library and a convenience store.

- Hates to be intrusive.

- Listens to audiobooks.

- Smart. Who would ever suspect their friend to be a robot, though?

- Silly and playful.

- Loves snow.

- Rambles about documentaries, podcasts, etc.

Bonus fact: soup enjoyer

[victarin]

looking thru my photos and found old Solar lunacy fanart i never posted

[manicpixievixen]

Bruce loves his expensive girl moodboard

I smell sex and candy here

Who's that lounging in my chair?

Who's that casting devious stares in my direction?

Mama, this surely is a dream