#my only goddamn hobby

[cowboy-robooty]

Will you ever make a discord server or do u have discord in general?

I DO HAVE DISCORD!! its what i usually give people if we end up messaging more than quick DMS ^_^ i wont lie i probably will never make a discord server because ive thought abt it but........ managing everything is so overwhelming and also uh. i dont join a lot of servers let alone talk in the ones im in often but if youve seen me youll know im not exactly. as gus and wiener put it "socialized for humans". im just no good at that stuff and also itd be a pain in the ass because i have people i dont like that i wouldnt want in the server and theyd make it a whole big deal even tho its like dude its a server centered around me trying to make friends and actually now that i say it out loud that sounds pretty concieted 😨 its like im trying to make my own anime harem.... YOU SEE HOW MY MIND RUNS IN CIRCLES?!?!?! but yah i dont think i could manage such a thing i have too many problems with it that i cant even fit it all in my average essay length inbox response... if u wanna be mai friend then check if were mutuals ^_^ because (with VERY few exceptions cuz... sometimes social obligation is strong enough to compell even me) i dont really tend to follow people unless 1) their art/content significantly impresses me and i wanna be their friend bc of that or 2) their posts and personality shown on da blog is insane and i wanna be their friend bc of that. i kinda subscribe to the older culture of only following people if i would be interested in having a connection (facebook friends style). THAT DOESNT MEAN I DONT LIKE YOU IF I DONT FOLLOW YOU!!!! theres a whole lot of people ive seen swimming around wif great shit and i dont follow em just bc i dont have feelings strong enough to do it (i legit only followed back gus like after 7 months of us being friends lol) yah idk....... feel free to dm me but no promises on replying fast or good n all... i desperately want friends but im so unsocialable its insane.... maybe one day ill change my mind but augh just thinking about it stresses me out im trying to make an effort to join moar public servers tho!

#ask #im the type of guy who can barely dm #usually i need other people there to help facilitate conversation i just am bad at non buisness talk 1v1 #unless we talk about yaoi #unironically thats the first thing i usually ask people is if they like yaoi and what ones they read and their tropes etc etc #my only goddamn hobby

[benbamboozled]

“Shipping Batcest is harmful for real-life adopted families”

First of all, no, no it’s not. “Fictional people fans think should kiss” could not be more abstracted from real life. Get some fuckin perspective, mate.

Second of all, let’s be real here. You just don’t like it. It’s okay to just not like things, or to even be squicked by them. You don’t have to make up reasons why it’s actually bAaAaAaD. You can just go “it squicks me. Next!”

Thirdly, if your issue really is “I believe the very concept to be disrespectful to adopted families” there’s an easy fix for this.

The obvious solution?

Make them all blood related.

Boom. No more issues with “adopted vs. blood related family” anymore!

You’re welcome.

#clearly the only currently ethical Batcest ship is BruDami *nods sagely* #i don’t *need* people to ship Batcest. #it’s totally okay to NOT ship things! #i would just prefer it if people dropped the morality façade and were just open with the fact that they don’t like that people like things. #‘I think the way you play with your paper dolls on your own time is harmful in some vague way with literally no supportive evidence’ #fucking LISTEN TO YOURSELVES. #you could be sparking joy for others! #this also conveniently ignores that canon is CONSTANTLY bouncing around #what the batkids think of each other/how Bruce categorized them in his life. #like the entire EXISTENCE of Damian is based on the idea that a blood son is ‘more real’— #AND THAT IS CANON ITSELF. #so…do you renounce all Batcanon? cut ties to it entirely? if not—why not? #oh…so it turns out that it’s only ‘terrible and bad and disrespectful’ and blah blah if it’s done— #—​within a sphere wherein you believe yourself to have some amount of power! #you can’t ‘fiction = reality’ fandom while finding a million and one excuses for why ‘fiction != reality’ for motherfuckin CANON. #CANON—which has SO MUCH MORE reach and impact than goddamn…the niche hobby space that is fandom! #i will probably delete this because I try not to get this salty on main… #…unless it’s about Jim Starlin lol. #BUT THIS KINDA SHIT GETS MY BACK UP? #don’t pretend like having a squick is some moral stance with actual meaning besides ‘it ew to me.’

[transmechanicus]

It is sunday night. I remain exhausted.

#my stuff #i tried everything this weekend and nothing is healing my Existential Ambivalence #like i know i cooked and i saw friends and i did my hobbies and normally i'd be proud of myself for all that but i just...don't care #i wanna call out sick or something tomorrow. I'm worried about my finances and i genuinely think im gonna have to move somewhere cheaper #like i was expecting my tax return to offset the slow bleed of money from my savings each month and that Is Not Happening #And its not like i have any way to Make More Money #bc im a grad student and we're contractually prevented from doing so #So that means i'll need to move when my lease is up this summer and i really don't fucking want to #i like where i live i just wish it wasn't so goddamn expensive on rent #even like $200 cheaper would be world changing for me #but no instead i gotta look at my bills after power and car insurance and food and be like oops guess i lost $100 this month #and god forbid i get coffee or eat out in the cheapest way possible bc somehow that adds up to like $100 the second i look away #im sick of being anxious about this!! im not eating enough as it is!! #i also don't wanna get a fucking roommate bc i don't want someone in a space i've come to consider my own #like sorry but im transgender do not fucking look at me stranger #so the only real solution is to move and that's such a fucking hassle and it doesn't solve the problem now and i just want this to get bettr #i wish all students a very $2000 raise forever #and all landlords a very Scrooge Moment that makes you cut my rent in half #ave omnissiah

[katyspersonal]

Cannot fall asleep or eat or drink or do anything productive, all I can do is cry and it's been like this for many hours and doesn't seem to stop. What a day, huh.

Tonight I had a short dream where different peoples/characters hearts were represented as small rooms, and I specifically focused on rooms of Maria, G3hrman and Ad3line. All three were terribly dirty, messy, full of trash and broken things and dark, so I redecorated them to be clean, colorful, renewed and pretty with "magic". Filled them with flowers and living butterflies, too. Made the washed up sullied colors vibrant again.

I just wish there was someone who could do something like this for me.

#personal #/vent #dreams #maria was also really hurt because of g3hrman. like.... i found her hiding in the closet from HIM no less. #this was really unsettling #how much you have to mess up to make someone who can kick anyone's ass feel threatened? #ad3line's room also turned out to be very red and vibrant #i also had no choice on the colors of the flowers and with her the flowers were red #not pink like maria's or blue like g3hrman's #interesting choice of color huh.... red color of vigor and passion #she also got EXTRA portion of butterflies #it felt.. satisfying really. to fill broken and devastated 'room' with life and beauty again.. #i think g3hrmans was the only one that remained dark and chilly #but instead of bad darkness it became cozy dim darkness. very wintery and nostalgic. #again odd how marias healing went all tender and soft colors and cute things esp pink and white #and then you have goddamn. ad3line being so full of red and passion and sharp furniture #makes me wonder whether something was missing within my portrayal of her #if this is her 'healed' state #on the other hand mine is depressed and... well... this thing can ruin your true personality completely #all previous hobbies passions and traits? gone #marias room had so much broken glass in it though.. there was not a single whole thing in there

[bromantically]

you aren't trans, you literally present stereotypically female lol what

alright bud then pay for my t and top surgery, pay for a binder that doesnt hurt me, pay for a brand new fuckin wardrobe. u want something done about it give me the fuckin money 😊

im nonbinary. i dont owe u or anyone a specific presentation even if i WAS a binary trans guy. but if u want something done about it so badly then YOU fucking pay for all of it because i can barely afford to have a damn house rn

my paypal, cashapp, and gofundme are in my pinned 😇💕

#anon asks #kitty answers #this is the only time im going to answer asks like this #im sick of u pathetic tru/meds thinking anything u have to say about this matters #ur a bunch of privileged assholes #YOU try living in the goddamn bible belt broke and disabled as hell. #YOU try accessing trans resources feom a small town. the nearest planned parenthood is over an hour away #if u want something done about it then fucking pay me #u come and drive me to all my appointments. u pay for my mobility aids to get to this shit #u pay for a new fucking wardrobe in plus size #i dont even owe anyone a certain presentation anyways. #if cis men can wear feminine shit then so can i lmao. shut the hell up and get a hobby

[mishkakagehishka]

I feel so stupid crying over this but i just feel like the biggest idiot in the world

#i spend all my days studying all my goddamn days since OCTOBER #the closest i got to going out was when i'd go get drinks after lectures EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE #i went out with company ONCE. ONE WEEKEND. O N E #and i really AM the idiot bc it's just me #all my other friends have lives and free time #everyone i know is always out always going somewhere hanging out with someone #everyone i know on here is able to work on their hobbies all year round #the way i work like a fucking mule you'd think i'm studying medicine or something #else that guarantees a well-paid job but no. i'm in fucking language studies. #i work like a mule with all my breaks leaving me so exhausted that all i can do is scroll or just rest #and then i DON'T EVEN PASS???????? #AND THEN EVEN MY SUMMER ''BREAK'' WILL BE SPENT STUDYING SOMETHING #I DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND HOW BETTER I COULD STUDY #AND EVEN THEN I'LL HAVE LIKE SIX GODDAMN WEEKS #and then what? another year starts and once again study all day have no time for myself #and because i'm stupid i'll do this for God knows how long #five years at minimum. but that's if i pass everything on time #i failed this exam but it's not a prerequisite for 3rd term only 4th term subjects #but lit is a prerequisite. if i fail this exam i'm already setting myself back an entire semester #and for what? i'm literally wasting my time #i'll be dead in 60 years if i don't raise a hand against myself sooner #i spent 20 years doing fucking nothing that i wanted to do #even during breaks it was everything my parents expected of me #God #and now i can't even go to sleep bc i'm too busy being a pussy bitch and crying about this #and i have to be up in 7½ hours yayyyyy

[the-black-parade-system]

just gonna vent in the tags cuz I feel like it-

#I feel like everybody thinks I’m annoying and I need to shut up #And I wish they would tell me that #But they won’t cuz they don’t wanna hurt my feelings #But omg if you hate me please just tell me #I just want someone to care about me #I just want to be important to someone #And I feel like I’m not good enough cuz I’m annoying and not pretty like all of my other friends #I’ve thought about stopping acting and all my other hobbies just so I can focus on school and not have any emotions anymore #But I still have a little hope that i can fix myself #My only true fucking friend lives in goddamn Arkansas and I just need the biggest fucking hug from them omg #i know I have other friends who do probably care about me but I still feel like the worst person on earth #if they want to abandon me they can atp #i don’t wanna keep doing this anymore #But yeah that’s all thanks for reading #I should also start putting out proxies on stuff like this so #I’m also now re-reading this and sound like an attention seeking asshole so I’m gonna stop #-Fern

[teememdee]

post to hold me accountable for making some kind of call in the morning to maybe try and get an adhd diagnosis or something finally because i cannot handle this organically anymore

#brought to you by: it's 4:30am and i have had five days to do this assignment and i just am having the worst time of my life #i want to do it so badly. i cant. #and it's not just this it's my fucking hobbies too. I want to write SO BADLY but i just CAN'T. the only thing i can get myself to do rn is: #scroll phone. play picross #i fucking love picross dude but I have to get this goddamn degree and make good art for my classes #i have to do something about this like this sucks so bad and i'm just frustrated with myself for not being able to do fucking anything #i need some kind of assistance and this just keeps happening #tanner talks #AND I MISS MY BEST FRIEND. I WOULD LIKE MY MESSAGES RESPONDED TO PLEASE. WE SAY WE MISS EACH OTHER BUT WE DON'T CALL #GET ME OUTTTTTTTT OF MY OWN BRAIN!!!!!!!!!!

[pinkautist]

man, h*zbin h*tel finally coming out reminded me of why i hate western fandom so much

#vent #don't get me wrong -- watch the show critically #but holy shit if your entire personality is just hating on it then you need to find some actual hobbies #i understand that the show's creator is an asshole and yeah! hold her accountable for that #but y'all are so annoying with hating being your entire personality #make something. go for a walk. smell the flowers. talk to people #anyways. i'm gonna stop looking at stuff for it now because my anxiety is fucking shot #i just wanted to know if the show would come out on youtube in its entirety or if they were releasing only episode one on youtube #goddamn

[yearofthediamond-dogs]

I'm christian now

#THE FINE LINE BETWEEN KNOWLEDGE OF MANIFESTING AND AWARENESS OF THE PRESENCE OF UNHINGED FUCKED UP UNFORTUNATE GENETICS #CURRENTLY I BELIEVE IF I THINK ABOUT IT GETS STRONGER. JANKY OUTPUT. CREATING MY OWN DEMISE #THIS SUCKS FUCKING ASS AND I ALSO HAVE APHANTASIA PRETTY MUCH SO I CAN'T COVER UP THE PATTERNS AND DISTORTED IMAGES OF EVERYTHING I DONT #WANT TO SEE BUT THEY'RE THERE AND FRACTALISED. SOMETIMES I CAN SEE IMAGES SO DISTANT AND BLURRY AND TRANSPARENT OVER THE BLACK BUT RN THEY #JUST DISSOLVE AND THE WEIRD SHIT TAKES OVER #I DON'T KNOW HOW TO HANDLE WHAT FEELS LIKE A 1/4 LOADED EGO DEATH #NOT THAT I'D MIND BUT I'D LIKE TO KEEP MY MEMORIES AND PERSONALITY THANKS #ANYWAY I NEED TO EXERCISE AND EAT FOOD AND STAY AWAY FROM THE VICES AND ENGAGE IN ANYTHING BUT THE DEGENARATE TIME-LEECH THAT IS COMPLACENCY #MOTHERFUCKER #NOT EVERYTHING IS A GODDAMN PATTERN OR SIGN AND YOU NEED TO ABANDON THIS PRETENTIOUS HUBRIS THAT THE ALL IS SOMETHING YOU CAN PUT LABELS ON #DIVINATION IS REAL THOUGH #AGAIN THIS FINE LINE #MAYBE I NEED A NEW HOBBY #NOT EVERYTHING IS A FUCKING SYNCHRONICITY. SOMETIMES EVENTS JUST HAPPEN. I MUST BECOME AWARE THAT I HAVE BEEN DESPARATLEY SEEKING SIGNS THAT #I AM CAPABLE OF CLIMBING OUT OF THE GODDAM PIT IVE BEEN IN FOR UNIRONICALLY MOST OF MY LIFE #AND SHIT IS REACHING A TIPPING POINT AND I ALSO JUST HAVE A GLITCHED IMAGE GENERATING SYSTEM AND THE HORRORS ARE ONLY BEING INTERPRETED #AS THE BEGINNING OF SCHIZOPHRENIA BC IM AFRAID OF IT. AND IM SEARCHING FOR AND SEEING PATTERNS IN EVERYTHING BECAUSE I WANT TO ANALYSE EVERY #SINGLE ATOM OF MYSELF AND MY SURROUNDINGS TO SEE IF I CAN FIGURE OUT JUST WHAT IT IS THAT I'M EXPERIENCING #ALSO ANTIPSYCOTIC MEDS NOW LIKE RN JUST IN CASE #THE RINGING IN YOUR EARS ISNT ANYTHING ITS JUST RINGING #NOT EVERYTHING IS A PATTERN AND EVENTS CAN JUST HAPPEN #AAAAHHH

[agents-are-dicks]

God what I’d give to be piled up in my aunts bed, in my strawberry shortcake nightgown, staying up way too late watching reruns of The Nanny again

Unplanned rant in tags but I’m leaving it. I’ll probably delete this tomorrow.

#and to eat chocolate chip eggo waffles that’ve been just about drown in whipped cream #it’s late and idk why but i’m in my feels and miss my aunt so much all of the sudden #it’s probably bc my cousin is pregnant and has decided family only matters if it’s all about her now #she thinks she’s even more special now and I think I’m done going to family events where she’s just gonna make me feel like crying for weeks #and I’m stuck here in this house- nearly existing- not living #waiting for my mother to decide it’s my turn to be important enough for things like learning to drive or money for glasses/drs #I’m currently being forced to live out of my goddamn living room bc I don’t have any furniture and we can loan everyone money #and buy them anything they want but we can’t buy our daughter a fucking mattress #I mean my rooms being used as storage anyways bc there’s no space in the garage but sure #go on and tell me the only reason I’m not able to move back into my room is bc you keep forgetting you want to buy some new blinds #i can’t even fucking drive bc I’m not important enough for you to spend time teaching me #and I can’t get a job bc you’re unreliable with driving me and I spend all day tiptoeing around you and your mood swings #but sure my cousin who doesn’t give a shit about anyone gets to just make her entire life about some dude living across the street #that only talked to her bc my aunt died and now she gets to make everything even more about her #and of course by her I mean him bc I mean it when I say she’s made him her ENTIRE personality #girl does have any hobbies or interests outside of him #and yet my mother has decided that she can take off work and help her out with the baby for as long as she needs #meanwhile I’ve been waiting 6 years to learn to drive and have to hold off on sleeping on an actual fucking mattress #bc the majority of my moms time and money goes to helping out cousin #I broke my glasses in December and had to reschedule my optometrist appointment 3 fucking times bc of her #we were supposed to go look for glasses over two months ago but every single one of her days off either goes to my cousin #or she decides that she doesn’t feel like getting out and would rather just do stuff around the house #I mean sure I found an old pair of glasses to wear but they’re from 10 years ago and have given me a permanent fucking headache #but sure I can wait until after the baby shower and the gender reveal and after she’s had the kid for a bit #bc you have to make sure you’re always available to her #I’ve got all the time in the world clearly bc i’m apparently not human #at least I’ve got my cats and chihuahua

[dustin-but-gayer]

New life goal bc I need to feel like I'm improving in something or I will implode- I'm going to practice this yoga pose called the crow pose and eventually I'll get so good at it I will be able to do a handstand.

#🤸‍♂️ <- me doing a handstand #i haven't been able to do any of my hobbies and I'm losing my goddamn mind #but practicing this thing only takes like 10 seconds tops so I am taking the quick dopamine

[p33p33p00p00]

everytime i make a post about it they seem to find it SO im just gonna attempt to ‘censor’ this time

rant under the cut

very good feminist women (/VVVSAR) after i make a post telling them to kys because they wouldnt leave me alone and kept making fun of me:

#i am not kidding one of them said op how does it feel to support r//pe and something else i didnt read #like. ah yes i support that because i know trans women r real women and also want terfs to die /sar #AND MOST OF THEM WERE ADULTS #like. maam you are 27 goddamn years old and i am not even 17 leave me the fuck alone. go get a hobby or a job or something. go to a #therapist instead of getting mad at ME for RIGHTFULLY FUCKING HATING YOU #they also said i supported the patriarchy by telling them to go get a husband and was a mysoginist. well you clearly dont like women so what #else was i supposed to say??? i couldnt say go get wife or a partner because then i'd be 'pushing the queer agenda' onto you so fuck off #and they also dont know how to do their job because they actually AFFIRMED my gender (in a way) so. lmao loser #rant in tags #vent in tags #DO NOT FUCKING REBLOG #COMMENTING IS FINE. DO NOT REBLOG. #i wish tumblr had a private account thing like twitter does. or atleast a 'only mutuals can interact' option

[reiding-writing]

Cold!reader accidentally letting a laugh slip after someone tells a joke (preferably Spencer) and the team is just a little shocked

CHECKMATE [ONESHOT]

/ˈtʃɛkˌmeɪt/

morgan and spencer just cannot agree on whether or not chess is actually a fun game to play, dragging you and emily into their debate in hopes of gaining a majority vote.

WARNINGS: fem!reader, playful arguing, chess slander

spencer reid x cold!reader || fluff || 1.1k || series masterlist!!

a/n: do people actually like chess? personally i think it’s really fun but my brother seems to disagree

main masterlist!!

“You play chess in your spare time Reid, at least my hobbies are interesting,” Morgan rolls his eyes with a laugh, leaning against the back of his chair with a confident smirk on his face.

“Chess is interesting,” Spencer furrows his eyebrows slightly at Morgan’s comment, frowning like it was a direct insult to him and not just the game.

It was nine o’clock in the morning, and Spencer and Morgan were having a debate about goddamn chess. What did you do to deserve such torture first thing on a Monday?

Letting Spencer sit opposite you probably, but sometimes he’d basically do your work for you so you suppose it still had its benefits sometimes.

Sometimes being the key word.

Today was not one of those times.

“Interesting to eighty-year-old scholars maybe,” Morgan scoffs at the mere idea that chess could be a fun and intellectual game at the same time.

You didn’t mind chess per se, you wouldn’t choose it as a way to satiate your boredom, but if someone - that someone being Spencer Reid because he was the only one in the office who actually played chess regularly - asked to play a match with you, you wouldn’t turn it down.

“Actually, the average age for competitive chess players is thirty one in the United States,”

Morgan presses his middle finger against his nose bridge like he’s pushing up an imaginary pair of glasses, pointing the index finger of his other hand upwards. “Actually-”

Spencer serves him with a hard push against his shoulder. “Shut up-”

The movement causes Emily to give a little snicker from her own desk, and Morgan takes it as a sign of his victory, clasping his hands together and bringing them to rest behind his head as he crosses his left ankle over his right knee.

“Alright, chess consensus, ‘fun’ or boring?” Morgan throws his arm out to you and Emily as a gesture for your responses.

“Not for me,” Emily’s answer, whilst definitely leaning in Morgan’s favour, is objective enough so that it doesn’t unintentionally insult Spencer’s entire lineage by suggesting that chess can’t be fun.

“Alright, Ice Queen, final vote’s up to you, you can make or break the final verdict here,” Morgan tilts his head dramatically in your direction with his hands outstretched.

You look up from your desk with an exasperated sigh, looking at him through your eyebrows in a clear indication that you don’t want to be involved in the conversation.

“Awe come on don’t look like that, this is very important stuff here,” Its like every word that leaves Morgan’s mouth is just to poke fun at Spencer’s love for playing chess, and as you glance in his direction you can see his eyes on you.

He wanted the answer too. Great.

With an exaggerated groan you lean back in your chair and shrug your shoulders. “It’s fun depending on who you play it with,”

“Oh come on, what kind of half-assed answer is that?” Morgan shakes his head, crossing his arms. “You gotta pick a side here,”

“I’m entirely right,” You mirror Morgan as you cross your arms over your chest. “If you have a shit opponent then obviously it’s going to be boring,” You enunciate your answer as if it applies directly to Morgan himself.

“I am not a ‘shit opponent’,” Morgan rolls his eyes in feigned indignation. “I just get bored half-way through,”

“Because you’re shit and don’t actually know how to play,”

“Not true-”

Spencer’s nodding calls Morgan’s defences insignificant.

“Hey-” Morgan pushes his hand against Spencer’s shoulder. “Don’t agree with her, I’m not bad at chess I just don’t like chess,”

“People who aren’t good at certain activities have a three times higher chance of disliking said activity,” Spencer doesn’t back down from his stance, shrugging lightly with a nonchalant expression.

“Okay, you’re teaming up on me now I’m calling favouritism,” Morgan waves his hands with a shake of his head. “Prentiss back me up here, she is so only siding with Reid because they’re secretly in love with each other,”

“Oh 100%,”

You scoff at Emily’s answer, rolling your eyes. “You’re just defensive because we’re right,”

“Chess is a very intellectual game, maybe you’re just not smart enough to understand it,” Spencer shrugs again as he shoots Morgan down, and a small snicker leaves your mouth at the combination of Spencer’s burn and the look on Morgan’s face as he computes it.

You cover up the tail end of it with a cough, hiding your mouth behind your hand, but it’s not enough to actually cover it up, and Morgan’s face moves from shock to horror as he blinks in your direction. “Am I tripping balls right now or did I just hear a laugh from the robot herself?”

“What? Am I not allowed to laugh now?” You scoff at Morgan’s apparent shock of you being able to experience positive emotions, immediately falling back into your naturally icy demeanour.

“There you are, you got possessed by a spirit of joy there for a second,”

“Shut your mouth,” You throw a crumpled up piece of paper across the desks to hit him square between his eyes and your three coworkers all burst out into laughing fits of their own.

Spencer’s laughter was much quieter than Morgan and Emily’s but it seemed to dominate your ear canals nonetheless, quashing your frustration for Morgan’s attitude under the waves of his voice and again leaving you, as Morgan had so nicely put it, ‘possessed by a spirit of joy’.

He was in a similar state, a small sense of pride flowing through his veins not only because you’d taken his side in his little debate, but also at the fact that he’d managed to make you laugh.

Him. Spencer Reid had actually managed to make the most emotionally guarded person in the whole office actually laugh.

Score one for Spencer.

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds fluff #spencer reid fluff #mgg #asks 🫶

[pricesbeltbuckle]

Can I request the 141 boys with a shy reader who gets to talking about their hobbies or whatever, really starts opening up, only to get self conscious and say something like, “sorry I talked so much.”

Shy - TF141

Pairing: TF141 x GN!Shy Reader

Warnings: None, Fluff, Hurt-comfort

John Price:

So what has Price noticed while dating you? You ever so rarely speak more than a couple of sentences. 

And oh god when he would introduce you to people you’d shy behind him like a child, he never understood why.

So when you started to talk more about a certain hobby you liked he was ecstatic. It was just you and him, at home in bed watching a movie but not really paying attention.

Then something in the movie caught your eye and reminded you of something from your childhood, your eyes lit up as you began to start rambling on and on.

“Yeah so I used to-” “Hm? What’s the matter, why'd you stop?” John looked confused, he was genuinely interested in what you were saying, “Sorry, I talked too much.”

His heart melted, he was so upset hearing those words. He didn’t know whoever told you that you talk too much but he never felt more enraged in his whole life. “No sweetheart you never talk too much, I could listen to you talk for hours and hours keep talking I wanted to hear the rest.” He saw you smile as you kept talking, he truly did love you.

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick:

He’s always encouraging you to talk more, he adores your voice and also he can’t really tell your emotions when you’re just quiet so it scares him.

He always loved when you spoke even if it was only a couple of sentences or words here and there, and when he introduced you to his mates and you kinda hid behind him he chuckled a bit.

But when you guys went out to go watch the sunset and you started to ramble a bit, he was so excited but he tried to stay calm so as to not interrupt you.

“Honestly it was one of my favorite-” “You okay? I was listening.” Kyle looked at you a little worried but upset because he wanted you to keep talking, keep rambling about nonsense forever.

“No sorry I talked way too much.” Kyle’s heart shattered and he had to keep it together as he wrapped an arm around the small of your back. “No baby keep going, I wanted to hear the rest I love when you talk.” He saw your eyes light up as you kept talking and he listened to every word.

John 'Soap' Mactavish:

We all know that man is a talker, like you can’t get him to shut up. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to listen to you talk. In Fact whenever you begin to speak he automatically shuts up.

When he introduced you to his friends and even family you were a nervous wreck and hid behind his back. He explains to everyone you’re just shy and holds your hand for comfort.

But there has never been a thing in the world he’s wanted more than for you to just talk about something, anything. 

So when you started to ramble to him before going to sleep in your shared bed, he immediately woke up and listened intently.

“Yeah and that's-” “Keep going, what happened next?” he was so bummed when you stopped talking, you left him on a cliffhanger :(!

“No it’s okay I talked way too much.” Soap frowned, “No lass, you never talk way too much. I love hearing your voice, please keep going?” And then he got excited when you kept speaking. He listened until you got so tired you fell asleep.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley:

This man is so quiet, but not in a shy way. He just doesn’t think talking is necessary. So he kind of expected you to do all the talking. But then he realized how shy you were and started talking more so you weren't uncomfortable

When he introduced you to people and you hid behind the boulder of a man, he acted like a bodyguard. “They're shy, give‘em a bit.”

But when you guys are alone and you’re watching him cook dinner and you have the urge to just talk, he’ll listen like a goddamn dog. Sometimes even chuckling at things you say or adding commentary.

But then when you cut yourself off, “I know right! But then-” He didn’t even give you the chance to say “I was talking too much.” Because he was so quick to respond.

“Keep talking Lovie, what happened? I love when you talk, please keep going.” And you smiled to yourself as you continued on with what you were saying, he truly loved every single word you spoke.  

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OMG HI IM BACK I HOPE UR HYDRATED

FAST AND FURIOUS MIGUEL AND READER WHERE THEY’RE RIDE OR DIE, STREET RACING WHERE MIGGY WINS AND GETS HIS PRIZE IN THE BACKSEAT OF HIS OLD 2000s MODELED SUZUKI ?????

NEVER WATCHED A SINGLE FAST AND FURIOUS

BUT I'M NEVER ONE TO BACK DOWN ON A GOOD OL' BACKSEAT RIDE OR DIE CAR SEX HAHAHA

Sorry this was so late to be posted. I'm still backed up with requests from last month!

Warning: MINORS DNI, smut, car sex, fingering

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There was never a dull moment in the city of Nueva York. Every street had something to offer, no matter the time of day. From the sunrise to even past the sunset. There was a reason why this city was given the name, 'The city that never sleeps'.

Amongst its citizens was you. A lovely night owl, just gearing up to be entertained by your fantastic boyfriend. Honestly, this was something that you had never thought of as entertaining. Car racing in the middle of the city was what kept you up most nights...

But Miguel showed you otherwise.

That man was going to drive you insane. When you first met him, you swore that all he cared about was his car. He treated it more like a woman than you sometimes, but...you opened up to his point of view. You saw how much Miguel cared about both you and his night life activities.

That, and he was goddamn hot when working on his 'baby'. Miguel was a mechanic during the day and one of the best street racers at night. You on the other hand just worked a normal office job; however, you easily became one of the most popular flag girls for the race.

"Amor (love), are you trying to temp me before the race?" Miguel said with a low hum as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

You felt your cheeks fluster as Miguel pressed you against the wall. His kisses against the back of your neck were sweet and hungry. With a soft press of his hips, you felt Miguel's erection right into your booty shorts.

"Miguel, this is what the other flag girls told me to wear," You said with a soft whine, turning around in his grip, "They mentioned something about a special prize I'll be offering."

"Hn," Miguel grunted lowly as he glanced at the time, "Whatever prize it maybe, this body is only meant for me to see."

"Haha, they're just booty shorts. I haven't worn something like this in such a long time."

"And the tight tank top?" Miguel rested his head by your breasts, inhaling deeply, "Ay dios mio (oh my god), I better win this race and fast so I can tend to you."

You chuckled at Miguel's possessiveness. Pecking his lips, you stroked his cheeks, rubbing against the small gruff he had growing. Miguel pouted and quickly went to clean and shave. Sometimes he forgot about himself when he worked.

Once ready, you scooted yourself into Miguel's passenger seat. Miguel leaned over to land a deep kiss against your lips before driving off to the event sight.

You remembered the first time he let you in his, 'baby'. You were confused as to why he took so much care of an old 2000s Suzuki. Miguel gave you quite a story when he explained everything in detail. How even the smallest mod could change the way he drives.

There were a lot of do's and don'ts in his car too. You followed them since you knew how much Miguel cared about his car. Glancing at his backseat, you wondered what Miguel was working on there. He had been making some changes and improvements that always left you curious.

"Alright, make sure you wave that flag extra high for me when I win," Miguel said with a low chuckle as you got out of his car.

"Hopefully the prize is just as good."

"I could always use some more parts," Miguel hummed and winked towards you before driving off to the others.

You smiled brightly as you hurried to the other girls. This was going to be a first for you. Taking part in Miguel's hobby made you happy. The other girls giggled towards you as led you to the starting line. Everyone cheered once you all arrived.

"Shake that ass!!" Some of the men in the crowd cheered.

You felt your face burn up and looked around for Miguel. Once you found him, you giggled towards the glare he gave to the crowd. This was probably going to be the last time you became a flag girl. Miguel was far too possessive of you to have men drool.

"Alriiiiight, who's ready for tonight's race?!" The announcer yelled out, followed by a wave of cheers, "We got a special prize today! Been a while since we've gotten a new flag girl, so you all know what this means!"

"Trophy! Trophy! Trophy!"

"Thaaaaat's right! (Y/N) will be the delicious trophy for today's prize! Here that racers! You get a special night with our lovely (Y/N)!"

You felt your face pale as you tried to ask the other girls what the announcer meant. They all just smiled and reassured you that it was fun and no harm done. You knew better. Staring at Miguel, you frowned as you saw the scorn on his face.

Miguel hurriedly got in his car and revved up the engine. You trusted Miguel, so you had faith that he was going to win, but if he didn't...Miguel might end up fighting someone.

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Miguel was beyond furious. He knew that some of these races got a little out of hand, but to use you as a prize? Cussing lowly as he gripped the wheel, Miguel slammed the gas petal once the flag was raised. He refused to let anyone else have you.

Hearing another engine rev, Miguel hissed as he saw his main competition catch up to him. The nerve! Gripping onto the stick shift, Miguel just smirked as he decided to go full out. He had to show these people that he was number one for a goddamn reason!

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You were shaking in your seat as you watched the race from one of the monitors. Biting your thumb, you nearly whimpered as some of the other racers came a little too close to Miguel. Miguel was still far in the lead, but it didn't stop you from worrying.

After another few go arounds, you gasped in awe as Miguel took the victory once again. Unable to contain your excitement, you rushed over to your boyfriend as the announcer cheered him on.

"Are you ready for you-Oh, hey, wait! We're not done!"

You were giggling to yourself as Miguel carried you with in and threw you in his car before driving off. Glancing back at the annoyed announcer, you cheered and wrapped your arms around Miguel's neck from the back seat.

"I was so worried! No one told me I was going to be the prize!" You said with a soft whine. Miguel kissed your hand as he drove to a remote spot,

"Neither did I, babe. I wasn't going to let anyone win." He grumbled as he parked, "But, since I did. I should claim my prize."

You raised a brow before laughing as Miguel made his way to the backseat. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you smiled as you gave him light kisses around his face. Miguel hummed in response before licking your lips.

You parted your lips for him, moaning softly as Miguel ravished your mouth with his tongue. His hands roaming your upper body, slowly sliding your top off. A shiver ran down your spine as the cold AC from the car hit your exposed nipples.

"Are you sure you want to do it here?" You asked, humming softly as Miguel kissed your neck.

"Made sure its comfortable," Was all he said as he started to rub your clit through your pants, "But, can't make a mess in here."

You whimpered in response, arching your back as Miguel licked your breasts. His tongue swirling around your nipple as his rough movements against your clit made you tremble. You grabbed onto his arms, trying to balance yourself as you moved your hips.

Miguel grunted in response as he undid your shorts, throwing them on the ground. He proceeded to bite and suck against your nipples while his fingers went under your panties and circled against your sensitive bud.

"M-Mig~"

"So wet already for me." Miguel chuckled as you moaned, "If you make a mess in my car baby, I'll have to punish you."

"I-I won't." You whimpered, tugging against his arms.

You shuddered in pleasure as Miguel moved his fingers down to your cunt. It was hard for you to move since Miguel's body was pressing you into his seat. Another whimper of a moan escaped your lips as you felt him play with your folds before slowly entering a finger into your pussy.

"Miguel~" You cried out, throwing your head back.

Your moans grew louder as you felt your loving boyfriend pump his thick digits into your core. His tongue still against your breasts, sucking against them. You body was burning up, shaking and ready to burst...but you couldn't make a mess.

Part of you wanted to cum all over his seat and take the punishment, but the other part of you was enjoying Miguel's game. Gasping as Miguel entered another finger, you moaned loudly as he curled his fingers into your gummy core.

You finally burst when you felt his fingers press against your sweet spot. Crying out his name, you panted softly as Miguel pulled his fingers out. His smirk was wide as he licked his fingers clean, holding your hips up.

"Good girl, keeping my baby clean." He said with a low chuckle.

"Mhpm," You nodded and trembled as Miguel slowly pressed his tip inside your hole, "M-Miguel~"

"You're doing so good." He hummed, slowly pushing himself deeper inside you, "Always taking me in so well."

"Mig~ Miguel~" You cried out, feeling him fill you.

You squirmed in place, clenching against Miguel's dick as he furthered entered you. You could never get over the feeling of Miguel splitting you open, filling you to the very brim. His dick always bruising your cervix, giving you a reason to stay in bed for days.

"That's my girl," Miguel hummed as he sat his dick nice and deep inside of you.

You whined in response, reaching out for Miguel to move. He kissed your hands once more before starting his ruthless charade of thrusts. You cried and moaned as the car shook under you. Miguel's cock was slamming into your wet cunt, claiming you as his.

Arching your back as Miguel bullied his cock into you, you cried out a series of moans as you felt your orgasm approach again. Miguel held your hips, slapping himself into you. The sounds of your bodies echoing throughout the small car.

"Keep it in, baby. No messes," Miguel grunted as you came again.

You gasped and shuddered as Miguel changed positions, placing you on top of his lap. His grip was tight on your ass as he made you bounce against his cock. Pressing your chest against his, you whined as Miguel gave you his first load of cum..

"Good girl," Miguel hummed. You rested your head against his chest, your pussy sucking his cock dry,

"D-Don't bully me too much," You whimpered. Miguel stroked your cheek, kissing you deeply,

"I'm just claiming my beautiful prize," He teased, holding your hips as you started bouncing on him again, "Maybe we can make this an every victory reward?"

"Ah~ Mhm~ Y-Yes~" You moaned, panting heavily as you felt drawn into pleasure, "I-I'll reward you....for each win~"

"And if I lose?" Miguel asked, pinching your clit. You cried, cumming against him once more on the spot,

"T-Then...I'll ah~....mhm...c-console you."

"Awe, what did I do to deserve you?" Miguel chuckled, pressing you against his seat before pounding you from behind, "I'll reward you too, baby. You did cheer me on."

"Yes~ Yes!" You cried as Miguel bottomed out inside you, "M-Miguel~" You whimpered.

Miguel chuckled as he pulled out, using his fingers to keep his cum inside your abused cunt. You shivered in response and whined as Miguel put your clothes back on.

"No messes. Keep me inside." He whispered in your ear. You shivered in response and nodded,

"...So...When's the next race?"

"In an hour."

Your face turned bright red as Miguel roared in laughter. He kissed you once more before returning to the driver's seat, making his way back to the event sight. You behaved and sat in the back seat, anticipating his upcoming win.

You just had to make sure not to make a mess in his car.

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I hope you enjoyed!!!!!!!

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