#lucas and riley

[superhoeva]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 (𝐎𝐍𝐄)

all my fics, blurbs, and other thoughts! reader is written as a black or poc woman but all are welcome to enjoy <3 | (18+/minors dni)

(SECOND MASTERLIST LINK)

𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐔𝐓𝐘

CAPT. JOHN PRICE ⋆｡°✩

⋆ sleep tight, love – john helps you fall asleep. (+18)

SGT. KYLE GAZ GARRICK ⋆｡°✩

⋆ suck – kyle asks a favor. (+18)

⋆ eat out – kyle doesn't understand. (18+)

SGT./CAPT. JOHNNY SOAP MACTAVISH ⋆｡°✩

⋆ making out – you and soap make out on simon. (+18; feat. soap)

⋆ moping – you help soap feel better (18+; feat. tf 141)

⋆ snacks – soap misunderstands you. (+18)

⋆ first date – you kiss soap on your first date.

⋆ sudoku – soap plays dumb.

L.T. SIMON GHOST RILEY ⋆｡°✩

⋆ THE RILEY FAMILY (1) (2) (3) – they're creepy and they're moody. mysterious and spooky. they're all together ooky. the riley family! (the addams family inspired au)

⋆ pillow – simon catches you in the act. (+18)

⋆ making out – you and soap make out on simon. (+18; feat. soap)

⋆ movie star (1) (2) (3) – you're simon's personal movie star. (18+)

⋆ 69ing – you have a competition with simon. (18+)

⋆ the pharmacy (1) – simon embarrasses himself. (+18)

POLY!141/EXTRAS/ETC. ⋆｡°✩

⋆ THE ESCAPE – your small sleepy town has never been enough for you. maybe that’s what makes it so easy for inmate soap, his cellmate ghost, ad their friends on the outside to convince you to help sneak them out of prison. (CONTINUED ON AO3)

⋆ casual dominance – the boys try to figure out dinner. (roomates!au)

⋆ nails – you take the boys to get their nails done. (roomates!au)

⋆ undies – soap is reprimanded for stealing your underwear. (18+)

⋆ tears – how the 141 would comfort you when you're crying.

⋆ sailor tats – the 141 "rescue" you.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐑

CARMEN CARMY BERZATTO ⋆｡°✩

⋆ deep – carmen goes down on you. (+18)

⋆ v-lines – you show carmen a little appreciation. (+18)

⋆ dance – you and carmen try a some new things. (+18)

⋆ no work, all play – carmen distracts you from work. (+18)

⋆ roommate!carmen – life with carmen berzatto as your roommate. (+18)

⋆ after work – you help carmen after a hard day at the bear. (+18)

⋆ phone one in – carmen calls you with a throbbing dilemma. (+18)

⋆ frankenstein's bride – carmen loves your halloween costume. (+18)

THE BUNNY AND THE BEAR – the life of bunny and her boyfriend bear

⋆ hair - carmen helps bunny with her hair.

⋆ couch - carmen comes home to find bunny on his couch.

⋆ gentleman - carmen shows off his manners.

⋆ FRIENDSHIP ⇁ crying | first kiss | ladder | nickname | first sight

⋆ DATING ⇁ hot girl bunny | how long have they been together? | hand creams | carmen's hot gf | nervous!carmen | bunny and richie | carmen's tattoos | bunny's favorite spot | bunny's tattoos | birthaversary | favorite things | grizzly bear | why the tears? | nurse!carmen | come home pt. 1 | sick!bunny | easter eggs | sidewalk rule | punch | pretty boy | sleepy!bunny | tickets | smoking | hobbyist!bunny | 5 in 1 | short circuit

𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐑

FRANCISCO FRANKIE MORALES ⋆｡°✩

⋆ THE STUDY (1) (1.5)– sexologist francisco morales has been given the green light to lead a scientific, seven-week study of the female orgasm and its effect on the body. you have agreed to be his test subject.

𝐗-𝐌𝐄𝐍

LOGAN WOLVERINE HOWLETT ⋆｡°✩

⋆ on his six – logan can't get enough of the xavier's school for the gifted youngesters' newest hire–you. (+18)

⋆ fridays – your fuck buddy makes his weekly visit. (+18)

⋆ busy signal – a phone call interrupts a relaxing logan. (+18)

⋆ rooftops – logan can't live without you. (+18)

OLDER BF!LOGAN ⋆｡°✩

⋆ older bf!logan sees how many times he can make you come

⋆ older bf!logan finds your vibrator

⋆ older bf!logan manhandling you

⋆ going down on (mean) older bf!logan

⋆ older bf!logan squeezing your soft parts

⋆ older bf!logan letting you take the lead

⋆ wearing a sundress around older bf!logan

⋆ older bf!logan being rough with you

⋆ older bf!logan helping you de-stress

⋆ older bf!logan walks in on you touching yourself

⋆ prone bone with older bf!logan

⋆ older bf!logan saying "fuck, i missed you"

⋆ older bf!logan being handsy

⋆ oiled massages with older bf!logan

⋆ older bf!logan fucking you right after a mission

⋆ you and older bf!logan welcome a new family member

⋆ "daddy, can you pass me the pepper?"

⋆ you and older bf!logan welcome a new arrival

⋆ older bf!logan is addicted to you

BOUNCER!LOGAN HOWLETT ⋆｡°✩

⋆ you make a deal with bouncer!logan

⋆ you bring bouncer!logan dinner at work

⋆ you clean bouncer!logan up after he fights in your honor.

𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒

⋆ slow – you're fiona's best friend. and the reason for lip's headaches. (lip gallagher/shameless; +18)

[nightwonder7]

When will he learn? Not yet.

[springtyme]

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 ♡

Welcome to my first ever October writing challenge! 🍂☕️🍁

I’m very excited, and I really hope that I’ll be able to keep up with the schedule. And also a big thank you to everyone who sent in requests ♡

Most of the fics on this list are lighthearted fluff, but stories marked * are nsfw and only suited for 18+ readers.

𝟏. Coffee shop (Spencer Reid x reader) 𝟐. Sick day (Steve Harrington x reader) 𝟑. Rainy afternoon (Carmy Berzatto x reader) 𝟒. Movie night (Simon Riley x reader) 𝟓. Morning drive (Emily Prentiss x reader) 𝟔. IKEA “date” (Kyle Garrick x reader) 𝟕. Sweater weather (Sydney Adamu x reader) 𝟖. Can’t sleep (Spencer Reid x reader) 𝟗. Train ride (Aaron Hotchner x reader) 𝟏𝟎. Huddling for warmth * (Arthur Morgan x reader) 𝟏𝟏. Cuddles (Kyle Garrick x reader) 𝟏𝟐. A walk in the woods (Eddie Munson x reader) 𝟏𝟑. Decorating (Joel Miller x reader) 𝟏𝟒. Comfort food (John Price x reader) 𝟏𝟓. The orange peel theory (Chef Luca x reader) 𝟏𝟔. Meet cute (Derek Morgan x reader) 𝟏𝟕. Lazy Sunday (Spencer Reid x reader) 𝟏𝟖. Family expansion (Johnny MacTavish x reader) 𝟏𝟗. Hayride (Steve Harrington x reader) 𝟐𝟎. Halloween candy (Roman Roy x reader) 𝟐𝟏. Trick or treat (Aaron Hotchner x reader) 𝟐𝟐. Baking (… x reader) 𝟐𝟑. Party confessions (Sydney Adamu x reader) 𝟐𝟒. Pumpkin carving (… x reader) 𝟐𝟓. Horror movie comfort * (Mikey Berzatto x reader) 𝟐𝟔. Roommates (… x reader) 𝟐𝟕. Haunted house (Spencer Reid x reader) 𝟐𝟖. Pumpkin patch (Richie Jerimovich x reader) 𝟐𝟗. Scary movie marathon (Eddie Munson x reader) 𝟑𝟎. Costume party * (… x reader) 𝟑𝟏. Harvest celebration * (Joel Miller x reader)

[nonbinary-bitch]

Male survivors eyes

I didn't plan the layout when I made this

[mayfieldss]

Explanations - Angus Macgyver

Content Warnings: Angus Macgyver x Fem!Civilian!Reader, mentions of suicide (pet related, i don't really know how to explain this), brief mention of cancer.

Synopsis: Mac vanishes for months on a mission, and when he gets back he's got some explaining to do.

He'd been gone for months. You hadn't heard from him since early January, where the last conversation had been new years resolutions, and bullshit promises. Bullshit because despite the way he'd held your hand when he made them, Mac hadn't followed through. He'd just fallen off the face of the earth, leaving you to wonder if all the time you'd spent on him meant anything at all.

So when he walked through the door in late April, it seemed like some sort of prank.

"What the fuck?" It was the first thing you could say after the seven minutes of silence that had graced the room upon his arrival. Closely followed by, "get the fuck out."

Mac knew it was coming. He's a smart man, and there was no way in hell he thought you'd let him come back without a fight. In truth so much had gone down at the Phoenix—at his top secret government job—that he didn't know where to begin in the grand scheme of explaining things. Because he couldn't explain without putting the entire corporation at risk.

So what was he to say? That he was sorry? That he had needed time to find himself? You'd see right through that bullshit and kick the shit out of him for such a pathetic excuse. And he would let you, if it came down to it. But you didn't want him to explain, didn't give him the chance.

"Get the fuck, out!" You repeat, a little louder. You can't find it in yourself to scream at him yet. You're still in shock. But you have enough sense not to go crawling back.

Mac shifts on the balls of his feet, and then takes a step toward the door. Honestly, as much as he hates it, there's no way to fix this.

"Hold on, wait, what the fuck?" He stops at your words, and a glance your way shows confusion riddling your features. "Since when do you fucking listen to me?"

Mac has to scoff at that, because no matter how many times you told him to 'be careful', 'not come home late', 'to feed the cat', he'd never once listened. Not for lack of trying, but he was always so busy, called into work at the most unfortunate times, for missions that could not wait the five minutes for the cat.

Speaking of, where was the cat? Mac had no clue. So he asks you, the first words he's said since he wandered into your home, other than "Hey."

"Where's Steve?" His brows are furrowed as he scans the place, and the black cat is nowhere to be seen. He doesn't know why his concern has shifted to such a trivial thing, maybe he's just nervous. Maybe he's buying himself time.

"Really?" You've got your arms folded, a protective stance, but there's a hint of humor on your still unbelieving face. When you sense he's serious, you give him an answer.

"He's dead, Mac. Got hit by a car a month back."

Mac let's out a harsh breath, uncomfortable in the wake of the news. He'd known that cat for 3 years, only half as long as he'd known you.

"I think it was suicide," you utter, "he couldn't understand why you left, thought it better to end it once he thought you weren't coming back."

Mac doesn't laugh at that. He knows the comment was made to simplify a way of bringing up what he'd done. How he had left.

"I'm sorry." He says, as if that means anything. He left you alone with no explanation, with the promise of moving in that he never kept, and a dead cat a few months later that you most likely buried on your own.

"Don't apologize to me, apologize to Steve. God rest his soul." You don't know why you're joking right now, but maybe you're using Steve as a buffer. A wall to keep between Mac and you so you don't have to directly face how he made you feel. For now, it's how Steve feels—would have felt.

"Sorry, Steve." Mac mumbles, somewhat to the ceiling as if conversing with cat and kitten heaven.

As the seconds go by, your feelings only grow. The more you look at Mac, the more you see how much he has changed. His hair is longer than when you last saw him, and he's wearing clothes you know are new. His skin is tanned, as if he's spent all these months at the beach, out enjoying the sun. You realize the length of time you spent waiting and wondering, the more you observe the changes in him. And fucking hell that makes you mad.

Still using the cat as a buffer, you speak again. "You know, if Steve were here right now he would like to know where the fuck you went. And why the fuck you went there, mind you." You can feel yourself begin to shake, but ignore it.

Mac doesn't know how to respond, both because he's under legal obligation not to tell you anything, and because why the hell are you still talking about the cat?

"I was...working." Mac says finally, as if that makes any sense. "I had to do a job no one else could, so I left. I had to." It's entirely true, but sounds like a lie.

Mac can tell you don't believe him. "Get out." You say for the third time in fifteen minutes. You've decided you can't deal with this—that you won't.

This time, Mac doesn't make a move to leave. He's in it now, one foot in a half-assed explanation, and one foot out of it.

"I swear to god, I'm telling the truth." There's a hint of urgency when he keeps talking, because he knows any moment you could use physical force to get him off your property. "I can call my boss, they can tell you that I couldn't, for legal reasons, deny this job." He doesn't even sound like himself, and you don't trust him anymore.

"You work at a think tank, Mac. Unless you thought up a cure for cancer, I don't see why it would matter all that much."

It's on the tip of his tongue. The truth. 'I'm a secret agent that half the government doesn't even know exists. I was on a deep undercover case, one that saved thousands of lives, and I'm begging you to believe me because you are all I have outside of this job that is bound to kill me if I give it the chance.'

But as much as he's loyal to you, he's loyal to the Phoenix. Though the more he thinks about it, you might just outrank the foundation. Because his heart is clawing it's way across the room to you despite the minefield.

Instead of collapsing on his knees, he tries again with words. "The think tank, works with other people sometimes, important ones." He's sounding more and more like a criminal by the second. "They needed our help, to save some people from a lot of pain. And I helped them. I had to, even if it meant leaving you behind."

"I'm gonna needs names, Macgyver. Proof. I can't just believe this bullshit at the drop of a hat. Because that's what it sounds like, by the way, Bullshit."

You want to believe him though. You really, really do. So badly that you consider your life if you just let all this go. But of course you're not that person. You've never let anything go in your life.

Mac lists off names you know, Bozer, Riley, Jack but that doesn't make you believe him any more. "They can vouch for me, I swear it." He's got this look about him, a dog desperate to be fed.

"They're in on it, aren't they? Whatever you did?" You just can't bring yourself to believe him. "If you call Riley, she'll tell me the same shit you're spouting, sure. Bozer and Jack too, but not because it's true." You take a step toward him, a tentative one. "You know, I knew you were lying to me long before you left. But I loved you so much I let it slide."

You had to put it out there, perhaps a vulnerable push, a sharp knife thrust toward him. And lucky for you, it cuts deep. He pauses, briefly and you can tell there's thought in the silence. He wants to tell you everything he's not saying, because he loved you too. Still does.

"I don't work for a think tank." He says finally, head hung low with a shake of his head. He's disappointed in himself, you can see it. "But I can't tell you what I do."

You're grateful for the crumbs of truth he sprinkles, but you need more if you're to take him back. If you're to even consider letting him gather the stuff of his that you haven't already burned.

"Drugdealer." You say matter of fact. Mac looks up, stunned, and then his eyes go wide.

"I'm not a fucking drug dealer!"

"Sureeee, big guy. And I'm Dolly Parton."

"I'm not—why are you turning this into something you know it isn't?" There's a hint of anger within him, and you revel in the real emotions you're provoking.

"Something I know? That's the point! I don't know anything about you!"

"You do know me!"

"You're a drug dealer!" You push the point again to push him. It works.

"I'm not, fuck, I'm one of the good guys!" He runs a hand over his face hard, pulling down the skin in frustration. He can't believe he's doing this, and he knows he's going to slip up in a matter of minutes. That's just how it's always been with the two of you, and honestly Mac doesn't know how'd he'd ever been able to keep this secret at all.

"Okay so like, a medicinal drug dealer." You're still fuming, more angry than you've ever been, but there's a sadistic smile limping onto your lips. A sick dog of a grin, that's pushing Mac's buttons so you can have all the answers.

"Not a drug dealer," Mac repeats, wracking his brain for a way to explain his side of things. In the end he's losing the fight unless he gives the dog a bone. "I work for the government."

You nod, tongue pressing against your cheek. "Okay,"

Now that, is infuriating. Mac can feel his heart beat rise tenfold, feel his hands shake with the whiplash of it all. "Okay? That's all you've got now?"

"What do you do for the government?" You don't know if he'll answer this one, he probably can't, but you're determined to make him.

Mac tries to be vague, but he's in a hole he dug himself, and every time he opens his mouth he goes down deeper. He doesn't know exactly who's burying him though. You, or the united states.

"I um...do undercover operations." What the fuck is he doing? This is breaching his contract, everything he's worked so hard to keep under wraps.

"So, I've been dating a spy?" You don't entirely believe him yet, but there's an inkling of you, perhaps ten percent, that does. You don't know what you're friends would say about this if they knew, your family. Your therapist even. They'd probably tell you to run for the hills.

"Sort of." Mac mutters, and he's beating himself up with every word. The world is coming down around him, and it might be easier just to die.

"Okay, James Bond. Prove it." You're smile is gone. Replaced by the determination of earlier. Mac sees the shift in an instant, and there is no way he's getting out of this. You've got him on a leash still, after all the time you spent apart, and it's humiliating. Mac pulls his phone out of his pocket and dials Jack's number. He stands with lips pursed while it rings, feeling like the shit has been beaten out of him even though he hasn't yet been touched.

"What's up kid?" Jack's voice echos through the speaker, and you listen in intently.

"I told her." Mac says simply, no other way to word it coming to mind. Jack is silent on the other end, for a minute or so, which is longer than he's ever kept his mouth shut. Though Mac can bet it's actually hanging open right about now.

"You told who? Her as in your fucking girlfriend or her as in your mother?" His accent is thick the louder he talks.

"My mother is dead Jack, so who do you think?" It's a heavy sentence, and Mac sends a glance to you, that says 'why the hell are you this difficult?'

"You broke rule number one man! Matty is gonna have your ass for this. She's gonna tear you to shreds brother, you're so gone—"

"Jack," Mac cuts off his coworker, impatience lacing his tone. "I know. I'm done." Mac hates himself for this, he's anxious as it is, and Jack isn't helping. But you wanted proof, so here it is.

"How'd she get it out of you? You're a secret agent man, you're supposed to be indifferent to torture."

Mac raises an eyebrow at you. There it is. The proof. So help him if you still don't believe it.

"She got mad." What else is there to say. It's the truth of it, and he's already started being honest so why stop now?

"She got mad? Are you kidding me brother? Tell me you're lying."

"Her cat died." Mac adds, as if that makes any difference in the grand scheme of things. Jack is quiet again, but not for as long this time. A few seconds mostly, but the peace is appreciated.

"Mac," Jack's voice crackles over the phone as he exhales sharply. Jack wants to say he can't believe it, but he can. "Her cat dies, and all of a sudden you're breaking a thousand NDA's and pushing aside years worth of training?"

Now that it's said out loud, Mac can't help but cringe. It is pretty bad, all things considered, and it shouldn't have happened this way. At the very least Mac expected that if you found out if would have been due to some sort of hostage situation, or perhaps even Mac's own death. He didn't think it would come down to some half-assed accusations about substances and a cat.

"You still there?" Jack says once Mac doesn't respond for a little too long. Before Mac can say anything though, you're striding over to him, taking up his space sooner than expected.

"Hi, Jack." There's venom in your voice before you press the red button on Mac's phone, hanging up the call. You stand there in the silence with him, looking up at the same yet different man you used to know.

"Anything else i should know about?" There is something he can't decipher in your expression, and Mac is somewhat scared to find out what it means.

"No ma'am." It's not exactly true, he does have the past six years of 'work trips' to explain away to you, including the one that took away for so long, but something tells him those details aren't what you're asking for. At least not right now.

"Good." You say with a sort of finality to the word. You reach up then, with both hands and bring his head down toward you. Mac knows what's coming. The kiss he's waited nearly four months for. And it happens, unlike he thought it would, but there nonetheless. It's passionate, and messy, and his hands come down to touch you in an instant. The brief moment of contact is like long awaited storm after drought, and you both relish in every second, until you come to your senses. You pull back, head tilted to the side and lips plump from the kiss.

With a smile ever so sinister you pat his chest. "Now, get out." You kiss him on the cheek as a sort of punctuation—or punishment Mac isn't sure.

Then you walk away, back to the kitchen and all you had been doing before he'd stepped foot in your once shared place.

He deserves it, he knows that much, but for a moment there he really thought he had you back. He's forever been a puppet on your strings, and as he moves toward the door with an ever deepening frown, he knows he'll always be in love with you. You demonstrated why so effortlessly now. Mac will forever love something that seems impossible. You're a problem he's not sure he can solve anymore, because while he might have changed in his time away, so did you. He'll come back tomorrow to make another attempt, but for now he leaves the house, a grin of disbelief contorting his face.

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[bellamysgriffin]

riley and maya’s infinite playlist: the only exception (girl meets world)

[ash5monster01]

Ground Rules

Pairing: Angus Macgyver x FemReader

Warnings: fluff, minor angst, just two first time parents trying to figure it out

Summary: Much to your dismay your shared child seems to take after Mac and his curious ways. You had heard the stories about his unique childhood and if you didn’t get it under control soon, your daughter was bound to follow right in his foot steps.

word count: 1.5k

Masterlist

When you had first started dating Mac there had never really been any rules. It wasn’t until you moved in together you finally had to put some in place. You had tripped over one to many contraptions and been a little too close to some minor explosions that had you deciding on no experiments in the house. After a minor fight he finally agreed and Mac followed that rule to the best of his abilities and you appreciated him for it.

What you had never expected was having a kid just like him. You don’t know why it never crossed your mind that it was possible for your child to have Mac’s intelligence. To be honest you wished you would’ve and you could’ve prepared yourself for all that was to come with a curious mind desperate to learn. You had heard all those stories about Mac when he was a kid, blowing up football fields and smoking out labs, but none of it ever really felt real until now. They finally felt real because your daughter had now taken it upon herself to do science experiments anywhere she can.

You had left for only ten minutes. That was it. Ten peaceful minutes to go out and do some minor yard work. She was reading a Nancy Drew book on the couch when you left but when you had returned, the eight year old girl had covered the kitchen in what looked like some sort of green foam. It takes your mind only a second to go haywire, panic setting in, fear of chemicals, and misdirected anger at your husband.

“Jackie! What is going on?” you rush towards her, making quick work of pulling her away from the mess.

“Elephant toothpaste, I saw it on TV and Dad told me how to make it” you were sure smoke was steaming out of your ears by now. As proud as you were for how smart your daughter was, these actions could become hazardous.

“Honey, I need you to tell me what exactly is in elephant toothpaste?” you ask as calmly as you can, keeping your voice even as if to not scare her off.

“Hydrogen peroxide, yeast, dish soap, water, and food coloring for some fun!” she claps excitedly, eyeing that very mixture on the kitchen counter. Now calming over the harmless ingredients you look at where she has some foam now stuck in her curly blonde hair.

“All that made a huge mess in my kitchen?” you ask, reaching for a dish towel and wiping away as much as you can in her hair.

“Well I tripled the recipe for a bigger explosion” she says as if the sentence alone doesn’t make your heart stutter. Letting out a deep sigh you stand back up and start to guide her to the bathroom.

“You definitely are you father’s daughter” you mutter, hands squeezing her shoulders.

“You should’ve seen it Mom, it was huge!” she cheers excitedly as you start down the hallway.

“Let’s get you in the bath” you tell her and she just smiles wide, clearly content with what she had just accomplished and you now had to clean up.

Once filling the tub with warm water you help your daughter step out of her elephant toothpaste splattered dress and into the bath. Offering her a bath bomb she keeps her curious mind occupied as you step out and figure out how to prepare yourself for the cleaning you had ahead of you.

“What happened here?” you find your blonde husband with an amused smile on his face, eyes scanning the green foam.

“Someone decided to make elephant toothpaste, have any idea where she got that from?” you ask crossing your arms and Mac looks up to find you are not as amused as him in this situation.

“Shit baby I’m so sorry. I didn’t think she’d actually attempt it, much less inside the house” he says walking over to you and you sigh, trying your best to not place all the blame on him.

“It’s fine, I just have to figure out how to clean it now” you say, hands reaching up to push the hair out of your face. It had already been a long day and the last thing you needed was this.

“It’s okay, I got it. I’ve done elephant toothpaste a time or two” he says, hands reaching to squeeze each of your arms, and you offer a weak smile.

“She’s gonna be trouble, just like you” you say with an accusing finger and Mac smiles before pulling you close and wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Maybe, but at least I know how to handle it. When I was blowing things up I never had anyone who understood me” Mac says and you give him a panicked look.

“I didn’t say anything about blowing things up” you tell him, head beginning to shake and Mac quickly stops you.

“I know but I happened to remove an entire football field once in my life. Maybe I can keep hers contained to a small park or something” he teases but you give him a stern look that says you’re not ready to joke about this just quite yet.

“How about no explosions and no more experiments in our home?” you say and Mac clearly mulls it over. You know he wants to cater to his daughter’s curious mind, provide her with every opportunity he could to learn, but could that be done at the expense of your kitchen?

“One explosion and experiments in the yard?” he counter offers and you sigh.

“No explosions and experiments small enough to not alert neighbors in the yard” you finalize and he nods with a grin.

“I can accept that” he says before pressing a chaste kiss to your lips. “Now where’s our little scientist, I want to applaud her”

“She’s taking a bath, you can say hi after you clean up this mess” you tell him, hands pressing against his chest and in the direction of the green foam.

“And what about you?” he asks, a small pout to his lips and you slowly press a kiss to them. The pout gone in seconds.

“I’m going to help her out of the bath and then we’re going to set some rules” you tell him and he nods, saluting you as you walk back to the bathroom to find Jackie hadn’t even washed her hair yet.

It’s only an hour later you finally have the small girl in fresh pajamas, damp hair combed, and sat between you and Mac on the couch. The Nancy Drew book from before is open on her lap and you finally give Mac a look to tell him it’s time to set some rules and create boundaries for her.

“Jackie honey?” you coo, fingers reaching to push away the book for a moment.

“Yeah Mom?” she says, half distracted and trying to chase the page as it moves away from her.

“We wanted to talk to you about your little experiment today” you tell her and Mac nodded, blue eyes finding his daughter’s matching ones.

“Yeah honey, just a quick chat” and at her father’s words she finally closes the book on her lap.

“We love that you enjoy learning new things. It’s amazing the things you already understand, but we need to set some rules” you tell her and a sad look flashes across her features in seconds.

“You made a big mess today, one that worried your Mom. So there can’t be anymore experiments in the house” Mac says and the girls is instantly defeated, a gasp leaving her mouth.

“But Dad, it was just elephant toothpaste. It wasn’t dangerous!” she whines and Mac shakes his head, staying firm and on your side.

“Yeah but your Mom didn’t know that. So there is going to be no more experiments in this house unless approved and supervised by one of us” he tells her and her lip instantly quivers as her arms cross over her chest.

“But you and Dad can do as many experiments in the yard as you want and he’s also agreed to bring you to his lab at work once a week to learn something new” you comfort the sad girl, arm wrapping around her.

“You promise?” she asks, hopeful eyes looking up at her Dad.

“Of course honey, pinky promise. We want you to grow and learn but science can be dangerous and it’s important we treat every experiment as that” he tells her and she nods even though you know she’s not entirely on board yet.

“Does that mean I have to tell you about the habitat I’m growing in my closet?” she whispers and you flash a worried look to Mac who is trying his best not to laugh.

“Well, why don’t we go find out” he says, standing and lifting the girl to dangle over his shoulder. The giggles and squeals she lets out are a stark contrast to the somber mood she was just in and you can’t help but smile as you watch them disappear down the hallway.

“Is that a toad?!” you hear Mac’s voice bellow down the hallway and you are quick to stand to your feet and rush down the hallway.

“Oh hell no”

Taglist: @mayfieldss

Comment if you want to be tagged in any upcoming Macgyver fics <3

[atompalmers]

recent stuff.... the first two pics are kind of concept art to maybe make as a 3d model?!? maybe?! if i ever figure out how to use blender?! idk. anyuways. chiikawa trap attack. and fight or flight. the movie that i have not seen before because that would be illegal as it comes out may 9th in the united states

[notthereanimator]

yeah

[superhoeva]

archived masterlist (no longer updating). new masterlist here!

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

❧ 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 ⇁ 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐍 “𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐘” 𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐙𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎 𝐱 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐱 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐒

❛ Copenhagen, Denmark. The home of a young Carmen, Luca, and Reader as they help each other navigate through a young adulthood of preservation, unresolved trauma, and unexpected love. ❜

❧ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 ⇁ 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎 "𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐄" 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐱 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

❛ Sexologist Francisco Morales has been given the green light to lead a scientific, seven-week study of the female orgasm and its effect on the body. You have agreed to be his test subject. ❜

❧ 𝐀𝐔: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐑 ⇁ 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐍 "𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐘" 𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐙𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎 𝐗 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊!𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

❛ The life of Bunny and her boyfriend Bear. ❜

⋆ hair - carmen helps bunny with her hair.

⋆ couch - carmen comes home to find bunny on his couch.

⋆ gentleman - carmen shows off his manners.

𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬/𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐈: 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 ⇁ crying | first kiss | ladder | nickname | first sight

𝐈𝐈: 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⇁ hot girl bunny | how long have they been together? | hand creams | carmen's hot gf | nervous!carmen | bunny and richie | carmen's tattoos | bunny's favorite spot | bunny's tattoos | birthaversary | favorite things | grizzly bear | why the tears? | nurse!carmen | come home pt. 1 | sick!bunny | easter eggs | sidewalk rule | punch | pretty boy | sleepy!bunny | tickets | smoking | hobbyist!bunny | 5 in 1 | short circuit

𝐈𝐈𝐈: 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ⇁ coming soon!

𝐈𝐕: 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 ⇁ coming soon!

𝐕: 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 ⇁ coming soon!

⋆ 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐧 "𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐲" 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐳𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨

deep (+18) - carmen going down on you.

v-lines (+18) - you show carmen a little appreciation.

dance (+18) - you and carmen try and few new things.

no work, all play (+18) - carmen distracts you from work.

roomate!carmen (pt. 1) - life with carmen berzatto as your roomate.

after work (+18) - you help carmen after hard day at the bear

phone one in (+18) - carmen calls you with a throbbing dilemma.

frankenstein's bride - carmen loves your halloween costume.

⋆ 𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧 "𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞" 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭

on his six (+18) - logan can't get enough of the xavier's school for gifted youngsters' newest hire–you.

fridays (+18) - your fuck buddy makes his weekly visit.

busy signal (+18) - a phone call interrupts a relaxing logan.

rooftops - logan can't live without you.

⋆ 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐟!𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭

older bf!logan sees how many times he can make you come

older bf!logan finds your vibrator

older bf!logan manhandling you

going down on (mean) older bf!logan

older bf!logan squeezing your soft parts

older bf!logan letting you take the lead

wearing a sundress around older bf!logan

older bf!logan being rough with you

older bf!logan helping you de-stress

older bf!logan walks in on you touching yourself

prone bone with older bf!logan

older bf!logan saying "fuck, i missed you"

older bf!logan being handsy

oiled massages with older bf!logan

older bf!logan fucking you right after a mission

you and older bf!logan welcome a new family member

you and older bf!logan have diner with your parents

⋆ 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫!𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭

you make a deal with bouncer!logan

you bring bouncer!logan dinner at work

⋆ 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 "𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧" 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞

sleep tight, love (+18) - john helps you fall asleep.

⋆ 𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐞 "𝐠𝐚𝐳" 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤

suck (+18) - kyle asks a favor.

⋆ 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 "𝐬𝐨𝐚𝐩" 𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡

making out (+18; feat. simon "ghost" riley)

moping (+18); feat. the 141)

⋆ 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧 "𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭" 𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲

pillow (+18) - simon catches you in the act.

making out (+18; feat. johnny "soap" mactavish) - johnny likes to hog.

movie star (2) (3) - you're simon's movie star.

⋆ 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝟏𝟒𝟏 (𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐮)

causal dominance - the gang tries to figure out dinner.

nails - the gang gets their nails done.

[lunarsanctuary]

said i'd do more today. hii

[sweetlikecandysstuff]

Masterlist :

Luca changretta

Alliances :

Part 1 Part 2 part 3 part 4

Strange :

Part 1 Part 2

Choices :

Part 1 Part 2

The devil's bargain :

Part 1 Part 2

Heavenly

Soft

[pickledsprite]

its been a year since the first part.. enjoy!!

[partiallypearl]

There is nothing more exciting than a room full of people. - Fleabag, S2E03.

[ash5monster01]

It's Only Fair

Pairing: MacGyver x Reader

Warnings: nothing but fluff

Summary: There is a new mailman that keeps switching up you and your neighbor, Macgyver's mail.

word count: 600+

a/n: this is my very first, very short, Macgyver imagine I ever wrote. I’m in the process of moving some of them from my original wattpad to here, to find a broader audience. I hope you enjoy x I know it’s not very good, I was seventeen when I wrote it

Masterlist

The cool breeze from outside drifted in the house and gave it a light glow. The weather had been absolutely gorgeous the past few days, warm with a light breeze paired with it. It was what caused you to open all the windows and allow it to flood the home. With the day off from work you spent your time in the kitchen, enjoying the breeze, and baking for what felt like the first time in months. Just as you started pulling out some cookies from the oven the doorbell sounded throughout the house.

"Come in!" you called out as you shut the oven with your foot and started to walk towards the opposing counter to set the trays down.

"Wow it smells great in here" you looked up to spot your blonde neighbor standing in the entry way of the kitchen, holding up a stack of mail. "The new guy gave me your mail again"

"I think he's doing it on purpose now" you chuckled and he smiled and nodded as he walked further in and set it on the counter. You quickly removed the oven mitts and grabbed the stack.

"Well that or he really has no clue he's mixing it up" Mac suggested and you nodded as you shuffled through some bills which honestly could've stayed at his house.

"Well we can't totally complain. We've lived next to each other for years and I finally know your name from the amount of times I've received your letters" Mac laughed at the comment as you set the mail down.

"Yeah I definitely can't complain" Mac's gaze hardened on you and you struggled to keep your composure. The suggestive look in his ocean blue eyes made your skin crawl.

"Would you like some cookies. I've been bored baking all day and I think I should start offering before I gain five pounds" you moved over towards the cookies to distract yourself from the close proximity between you and the oddly handsome neighbor.

"Bored baking?" Mac questioned as he leaned against the counter. You shrugged as you started to cool one off to hand to him.

"It’s a thing, trust me. It keeps me occupied" you said handing the now cooled and gooey cookie to the boy, he rose his eyebrows as he grabbed it from your hand. Slowly he took a bite out of it and then smiled. "What?"

"Nothing it's just this cookie is really good. Better than Bozer's but don't tell him I said that" you chuckled and grabbed one for yourself as he finished his.

"Well then I guess I did something right?" Mac brushed his hands on his pants and stared at the gorgeous girl beside him and he wondered how he had never noticed you before. If he was being completely honest, two weeks ago he practically camped out on his front porch to corner the new mail man and tell him to keep mixing up your mail. It was the perfect excuse to keep coming over and seeing you.

"Well now that you've let me try one of your delicious cookies how about you try one of my delicious dinners?" your eyes widened as you looked up at the boy. He offered a small smile, the dimple in his left cheek catching your attention.

"And what makes them so delicious?" a smirk graced your lips as you looked up to him and he chuckled softly.

"I have a secret weapon named Bozer" a large laugh fell past your lips at his answer and when your laughter quieted down he looked at you just like he did before. "So what do you say?"

"Well, I mean it's only fair"

Taglist: @mayfieldss

if you want to be tagged in upcoming Macgyver fics please let me know <3

[naaaaaw]

Bunch of babies!!

Random doodles I made during class two weeks ago~~ Luca wanna form a pest squad, but maybe it'll only be a pest duo :(