#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.

#hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown x fem reader #hobie brown x alt reader #hobie brown x spider woman reader #hobie brown x alt spider woman reader #hobie brown fic #hobie brown headcanons #female reader #female y/n #alt reader #alt y/n #spider woman reader #spider woman y/n #aphrodite's writing #aphrodite's requests

[pillowspace]

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

#pillowspace art #sun x y/n #sun x reader #sundrop #fnaf sun #fnaf daycare attendant #dca fandom #fnaf dca #the daycare attendant #dca x reader #dca x y/n #dca y/n #described #alt text #family au placeholder tag

[victarin]

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

#id in alt #fnaf dca #solar lunacy #y/n tag #my art

[xitsensunmoon]

He says good evening

#moondrop #fnaf moon #fnaf moondrop #moondrop fnaf #moon fnaf #moondrop x y/n #moondrop x reader #my art #moon beloved #shaded magma doodle again haha #id in alt text

[icy-gendango]

Hhhhhhhhh <3

Full image under cut:

I love them your honor

#daycare attendant #dca fnaf #dca fanart #fnaf sun #sundrop #dca sun #fnaf sundrop #sundrop fnaf #sun fnaf #sun x reader #masc y/n #masc reader #daycare attendant sun #daycare attendant fnaf #ltritd au #learning to run in the dark au #oops i forgot to tag #id in alt text #image description in alt #his ass is NOT listening #he just wants cuddl #icy art

[rrenzwrld]

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

i’m loving them??

#aot #aot x reader #black reader #aot x black reader #connie springer #aot connie #connie springer x black y/n #connie x black y/n #connie springer x black reader #alt black reader

[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)

#my brain has not had a single coherent thought ever and this cold made it worse #fnaf #mars artz #dca #dca sun #sun #fnaf sun #fnaf dca #daycare attendant #not really an y/n thats just alt em #i hate how good this sun looked

[ren-054]

Messy sketches before my tablet dies

Happy New Year

#sun and moon fnaf #dca fandom #fnaf daycare attendant #dca moon #dca sun #dca x y/n #sun and moon x y/n #dca y/n #image description in alt #dca #wip post #art post

[chandlelures]

Posting this now before i lose the guts to absksjlsns

Congrats, the kiss was successful...sort of

#fnaf #fnaf dca #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #sundrop #moondrop #idk how to tag y/n stuff but i will try my best #sundrop x y/n #moondrop x y/n #fnaf y/n #my art #okay im crawling under a rock now bye #edit: alt text added!

[caelos-legacy]

Credits

(Aftermath here)

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf sb #sundrop #sun fnaf #fnaf reader #fnaf y/n #sundrop x reader #sundrop x y/n #daycare attendant #fnaf daycare attendant #daycare au #comic #dont look at the weird folds on the blanket im not good at these #edit: FORGOT THE ALT TEXT SORRY #also bonus points if you can somehow recognized the heavily filtered video frame

[silent-stories]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 - 𝟏

Pairing: Eddie x F!Reader

Summary: After moving to Hawkings for a fresh start, you meet a boy with kind, brown eyes who will quickly become a friend and maybe something more. The only problem is: you took something that belongs to him by accident and now you don't know what to do.

A/N: Yes, there will be more parts. No, i don't know when. I hope this start doesn't suck.

You kind of hated how you had thought moving there was a good idea. Of course, your aunt had told you that she would welcome you with open arms if you ever decided to go and live with her but she had never told you that the people there seemed to look all the same and that everyone would have stared at you in a weird way, being the only crazy person who moved there after years of no new arrivals.

Hawkins was a small midwestern town located in Roane County in the state of Indiana and it wasn't hard to tell that it wasn't a very busy or interesting place even though you were driving down the main street for the first time, heading towards the house where you were supposed to live for quite some time, if everything would have gone as it should and your aunt hadn't decided to get rid of you after a few days, like you had basically done with your parents.

You looked first on the left and then the right side of the road, while the music was still playing loudly in the vehicle, trying to figure out which way you were supposed to go, then you remembered that you had a map of the city somewhere in your pickup.

You glanced at the back seats, where there were several suitcases and a few bags full of things that you would probably never need and which were just taking up a lot of space in your car already always full of various junk.

You noticed a lamp peeking out from a bag and wondered for the second time that morning what the hell was going on in your mind.

"C'mon, where are you?" You talked to yourself, searching through the sea of ​​objects scattered on the dashboard: a concert ticket, some polaroids containing memories of a life you were leaving behind (which had fallen from the ceiling of the car where you kept at least fifty of them fixed with tacks), a horror book by an unknown writer (the school library had crossed it out because it was considered inappropriate for kids), a shoe whose match had been lost while you were packing your bags, a half-empty green spray can and no trace of the city map.

The car behind you honked: you had not moved for at least two minutes.

"I'm trying to figure out where I need to go! I'm sorry!" You shouted through the rolled down window before the car passed you and a man gave you the middle finger.

"Rude." You commented, sighing and thinking about what to do.

Did continuing to wander around the city until you found the right path make sense?

You were about to restart the pickup when you saw a boy who couldn't have been older than fourteen and a taller, blond boy wearing a green and white jacket talking to each other as they walked along the sidewalk.

You grabbed your leather jacket and got out of the car, hoping no one would complain about the inappropriate place you were leaving it. Your driving teacher was probably right when she told you you sucked at parking.

"I'll be right back Casper." You said to the thing in the passenger seat. Nobody responded.

You reached the two boys just as the blond guy took the hat off the younger one, laughing.

You didn't immediately understand what was happening.

"Sorry, do you know where I can find-"

"Hey! Give it back!" The younger one tried to grab the hat while the other laughed, raising his arm straight up so he couldn't reach it.

"Give what back?" The blond laughed.

You cleared your throat. The two turned to you suddenly.

"What do you want?" The older one asked in an annoyed tone, looking you up and down.

"I wanted to know where Piney Wood Lane was but now I don't wanna talk with you anymore. Give the hat back."

He snorted as if I had come to ruin the party. "You can never have fun with you weirdos around."

You caught it before it landed in a puddle as the blonde dropped it to the ground.

He pointed to the kid saying something like "I'm not fucking done with you" before walking away.

"What a nice guy!" You yelled after him as he turned the corner.

"As always." The younger commented.

"Is everyone like this around here? I just moved but people like him make me want to go back to where I came from." You handed the hat back to him with a half smile.

You hated people like that guy, you had never understood how anyone could take pleasure in making someone else suffer.

"Not all. Most but not all, some of my friends are really cool. Thanks for that." He put the hat back on his head, covering his short curls, on his face a grateful expression even if you didn't do much.

You found yourself wondering what these "cool friends" of his were like.

"Good to know." You sighed ironically.

“I'm Dustin, by the way.” Dustin smiled at you.

You said your name and shook his hand, you thought that you had known that kid for about five minutes and you would already do anything to protect him.

Dustin looked at the car parked behind you. “Your car is so cool!” He commented in amazement, pointing with his finger at the drawings standing out against the black background, on the side of it.

"Thanks, it's a mess but it represents me, I think."

“Wait, what is that thing sitting in the passenger seat?”

"Oh, that's Casper!"

"It's a-"

"A skeleton, yes. My biology teacher let me borrow it from his class."

Dustin looked at you questioningly.

"Okay, I stole it. But he's a great travel companion, and never complains about the music I choose."

Dustin laughed. "I swear, you would love my friends."

"And I really would like to get to know them but now, could you help me find Piney Wood Lane? I lost the map in the middle of all the shit in my car."

"Sure I can, I know that street!" The boy nodded, hoping that you could become one of his "cool friends".

That afternoon, what had become your room was already full of stuff scattered around and suitcases that you didn't feel like unpacking everywhere. The posters you would soon hang were on the desk but you had decided to leave Casper in the car for a while longer. You had put most of your clothes in the closet and packed a bag full of spray cans with the intention of going out and finding a nice wall to do your first mural in the new town.

That time you didn't have any of your friends to make sure the cops didn't come but you figured that for your first few days there, you could manage on your own.

You grabbed a book in case you found a quiet place to read: you felt safer when you went out taking a book with you, even if you weren't sure you'd find a place or time to read.

“Are you going to explore the town?” Your aunt asked with a smile as you came out of your room with your bag over your shoulder.

You couldn't help but be grateful to her, she had said she would treat you like a daughter and give you a room of your own and that was exactly what she had done. You hadn't seen her in years and you didn't know each other very well but for the moment you seemed to get along well and your relationship seemed more peaceful than the one you'd had with many people in your old hometown.

Maybe this was really a new beginning for you.

"Yeah, something like that." You tried to sound convincing.

"Okay, don't get in trouble on your first day here."

You smiled.

"Oh, I would never do that."

You jumped off the trash can you were standing on, in the alley you had chosen for your mural.

You turned the spray can in your paint-stained hands, observing the work on the wall in front of you: you liked dragons in fantasy stories, you thought it might be nice to experiment with something like that.

"Yeah, you don’t look that bad." You said to the creature painted on the wall, before noticing that the sun was starting to set and it was probably time to go home.

You put the spray cans back in your bag and threw the empty ones into the bins you climbed onto.

Then, you heard a noise.

"Please don't be a cop." You muttered to yourself, placing your bag over your shoulder and walking out of the alley.

The footsteps got closer.

"Please don't be a cop." You repeated, keeping your gaze down as you rounded the corner, hoping to escape, that way, from whoever was coming in your direction.

Of course, luck wasn't on your side, as always: you collided with the person who was coming in your direction and if they hadn't grabbed you by the arm you would have surely ended up on the ground like the rest of your stuff.

Your book, your bag, and several spray cans scattered across the ground, some rolling away from you.

"Shit." You said through your teeth, looking up to look into the eyes of the person you had collided with.

A gentle and slightly worried gaze met yours, his chocolate brown eyes watching you as if to make sure you were okay. His expression was completely different from the way the boy who was bothering Dustin had looked at you that morning.

His messy, curly hair was brown like his eyes and his slight smile was reassuring.

"Are you good?" He asked, letting go of your arm after making sure you wouldn't fall.

"Oh, thank god you're not a cop!"

“And neither are you, good for both of us.” He chuckled before helping you pick up what you had dropped. You did the same, so quickly that you didn't even realize you had put something in the bag that didn't belong to you.

"I'm fine." You grabbed the spray can he was holding out to you, your fingers grazed his, adorned with chunky silver rings, and the action made you feel a weird sensation that you couldn't identify and that only lasted a few seconds in your stomach, “thank you.”

"It's a pleasure. It's always nice to help pretty girls break the law." He chuckled.

"I wasn't breaking any laws." You rolled your eyes, aware that you both knew you were lying, almost without realizing that he had called you pretty.

"Then why did you hope I wasn't a cop?"

"Maybe I just think they're not nice."

"Well, believe me, I've been arrested several times and I can guarantee you that most of them aren't."

You raised your eyebrows. "You've been arrested several times? What the hell did you do?"

"You really don't wanna know."

“Okay mystery man,” You rolled your eyes, the boy laughed at the nickname and you immediately liked the sound of it, then you held out your hand, introducing yourself.

He shook it and you felt that feeling in your stomach again but decided to ignore it, “Eddie.”

"Okay Eddie, are you good at giving an unbiased opinion on a mural done in an alley while standing on garbage bins?" You asked and without even waiting for an answer you started pushing him towards the dragon on the wall.

Usually you didn't need random strangers' opinions on your street art but this time you felt like you wanted to spend more time with that metal singer looking guy with the sweetest eyes you'd ever seen. And also, he wasn't a stranger anymore, he was Eddie.

“Oh sure, I was born for that.” He stated confidently.

Your laughter echoed down the alley as you reached the mural.

"There we go. Now you are an accessory to the crime."

"Well, in reality.... I didn't do anything. I'm just an innocent witness."

"You have paint on your hands."

"I don't-" He looked at his palms and realized you had stained one of his hands with green paint when you held it. "Oh, fuck you."

You laughed. "So? What do you think?"

“I think it's worthy of being on the cover of a metal album, it's amazing, really.”

"Well, thanks. For now it will stay on the wall of a dark alley."

"Really, that's so fucking cool. You should do this as a job or something like that."

"Well, I'm still in high school and I'm looking for someone who needs a babysitter to earn some money so... not yet, I guess."

"Well then I guess we'll meet there."

“Are you still in high school?”

Eddie sighed, as if expecting a joke on that.

"Hey, we don't judge people here. What do you expect from a girl who's spending her Sunday afternoon with a stranger chatting in front of some garbage cans?"

"I expect her to be cool as hell. And well-" He paused, as if thinking about it carefully, "I think she is."

You couldn't help but laugh again.

When you got home you still had a stupid smile on your face. You liked Eddie, you liked the way he made you feel like you didn't have to pretend to be someone else around him, you liked the way he called you "pretty" five more times that afternoon, you liked the way his eyes lit up when he talked about music, you liked the way he kindly asked you if he could walk you home since the sky was getting dark and he didn't want anything bad to happen to you, you liked the sound of his laughter and the way he tried to hide the blush on his cheeks when you told him that your opinion on Hawkings had become better after you met him.

"Why are you smiling like that?" Your aunt asked you when you entered the house.

"I met a boy."

She smirked.

"Don't look at me with that face, I just met him. He was just being nice."

"Mh-mh sure." She laughed as you rolled your eyes and walked into your room, leaving your bag on the bed.

When you unzipped it, something inside caught your attention: a small, brown leather-covered notebook you'd never seen before.

Your first thought was how the hell did he end up in there, then you remembered your clash with Eddie a few hours earlier. Was it possible that you had taken it without realizing it?

You got under the covers with the notebook in your hands. It was small but the pages were so many and so thin that someone could have started writing in it years before and still not filled it all.

You knew you shouldn't have done it, it might have contained private things, but you couldn't resist.

You opened it.

As soon as you did, a black and white photo of a girl with dark hair and a sun dress fell off the first page.

She was smiling and she was really pretty, you wondered who she could be. In the background you could see a garden and the sun shining in the sky.

It was wrinkled as if someone had held it in their hands for a long time.

Then, you read the first lines of the first page of the notebook. The writing was messy but legible, some words had been crossed out and rewritten probably due to some grammatical error or unclear thoughts.

"I realized that I almost don't remember her anymore and that's the thing that scares me the most. I don't want to forget her."

You couldn't help but wonder how you could feel the pain in those words simply by reading them in an old, crumpled notebook.

Tags: @jacklesbrainworms @morning-sky7 @pipsqueakkitten @navs-bhat @michaelfuckinglangdon @flawiette @needylilgal022 @bubsonnobx @yujyujj @findmeincorneliastreet @kennedy-brooke @witchwolflea

#eddie x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x alt!reader #eddie x y/n #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #eddie fanfiction #eddie munson fanfiction #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson angst

[fl3shm4id3n]

I came across this picture and I thought of Hobie and y/n, specially due to his size difference.

#hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x fem reader #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown x goth reader #hobie brown x alt reader #hobie brown #spider punk #spider punk x reader #spider punk x you #spider punk x y/n #spider punk x spider goth reader

[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

#pillowspace art #human disguise au #dca fandom #dca y/n #dca au #reader insert #y/n insert #y/n #i can write an alt later but i don't have time rn. i have to go soon

[victarin]

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

#haven’t been drawing the dca much i fear :( #if i could get my brain to cooperate with the ideas i have written down that would be Wonderful #fnaf dca #y/n tag #my art #id in alt

[incorrectmarvelquotesss]

— flufftober (day 15) —

Warnings: fluff, bruise, Steve (you’ll see why he’s a warning)

Prompt: Wearing Each Other’s Clothes (alt3)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

@flufftober || flufftober masterlist

A/N: A quick blurb that I thought was funny. Enjoy!

The kitchen was eerily quiet this morning when Steve awoke for his daily run. Tony had been staying with Pepper for a while now, waiting for their little girl to arrive. Natasha and Sam had gone for a stealth mission and were due to be back tomorrow night. You and Bucky were either still asleep, wrapped up in each other, or were already gone to train.

Steve’s lips curled up when he noticed Bucky’s back facing him, hood brought up over his head and the clinking telling him that Bucky was having cereal for breakfast. He quieted his steps as a mischievous idea formed in his brain. He took the last few steps towards him and lifted his arm to give him a little hard pat on the back.

“G’morning, Bucky,” Steve greeted with the strong pat on his back. Bucky’s figure jostled and a quiet gasp escaped his lips. Steve chuckled and added, “What? Did I hit you too hard? Getting weak, huh?”

Steve’s eyes widened when your face swivelled around to glare at him.

“I’m not Bucky, Steve,” you wheezed out, eyebrows pinched in both pain and annoyance. “And I’m definitely not a super-soldier.”

You muttered some curse words under your breath as you glared at him harshly once more. You took your cereal bowl, sliding off the stool and heading away with the finger shown to him.

Steve exhaled and swore he would always check if it was you or Bucky. Speaking of whom, Steve better start hiding because he knew you would bruise with the pat he gave you and Bucky would definitely see it. Knowing how much Bucky was in love with you, Steve knew better than to show his face to him for a few days.

Never again would he be doing that.

#flufftober 2023 #day 15 #prompt alt 3 #marvel cinematic universe #bucky barnes x reader #mcu #marvel #mcu x reader #mcu x y/n #marvel mcu #mcu x you #bucky barnes x y/n #avenger x reader #steve rogers #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #james barnes x reader #james barnes x you #james barnes x y/n #james barnes #james bucky barnes #x reader #x y/n #x you #james bucky buchanan barnes #james buchanan bucky barnes #steven grant steve rogers #steven grant rogers #the winter soldier

[rrenzwrld]

more golden retriever connie bsf + alt black reader hcs that just make sense to me bc he has a painfully obvious crush on you

well.. i did say y’all would see more of them 🤷🏽‍♀️

i’ll work on more connie x bimbo cheerleader hcs too bc they’re also a fan favorite + lmk if i’m doing too much connie stuff, i just have lots of ideas for him💀

anyways enjoy! 🤭

— connie calls you his goth gf even though you correct him every single time.. he even has that as your contact name in his phone so he won’t have to change it when y’all get together

“you’re delusional, connie.”

“it’s called manifesting, get with it bae.”

— if you get a bf, he’ll get all jealous but he secretly gets happy if the relationship doesn’t work out

— you come to him with whatever problems you might have even if you call him at 2am, he’s up with you.. sleepy and all

— his mom absolutely loves you and likes to refer to you as her daughter in law when she talks to connie but he just laughs it off

— your mom likes him and your dad only really tolerates him bc he thinks connie is full of too much energy (he’s really old fashioned)

“is that boy on that stuff? because if he is—“

“no, dad. i guess he’s just happy to live.”

“he a lil too happy for me, needa sit his ass down somewhere.”

— sometimes you don’t even have to call him when you get off bc he makes sure to ask for your work schedule everytime you get a new one

— you’ve probably only came to two of his games and he’ll honestly tell you they were two of the best games he’s ever played

“i’m sure you always play good…”

“yeah but like, i felt like i played a lot better with you being there”

— he vents to his friends about how he really feels abt you and he gets mixed reactions

“tell her how you feel!”

“nope, don’t do that. you’ll ruin a friendship.”

“just do it! she probably feels the same way.”

— yeah he’s stroking himself to you some nights but he regrets it later bc he knows he probably shouldn’t want to fuck his best friend

— but little does he know… you catching feelings too and you’re falling for him. you fallin for him hard

#aot #aot x reader #black reader #aot x black reader #connie springer #aot connie #connie springer x y/n #connie x black y/n #connie springer x black y/n #alt black reader