#since i didnt even use my usual lining brush and my brain is weird

[lavenoon]

Here's Accidentally Undercover Foxy!

So. Foxy. Foxy’s a bit of a recluse, but is living right across the street from Y/N and Sun and Moon. He’s worked with Fez for over 20 years - like most other animatronic agents Fez employs, he was commissioned by them and chose to work his debt off with them. He of course had that adjustment period all animatronics get, time to get used to life, but Fez had their fingers in it from the start. So, he worked off his debt, and by then he already had his friends at Fez, and, well... He just continued working there.

He’s done well enough as a secret agent, in the group set-up of star agents with Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie. His focus was more on stealth, sneaky fox and all. Ended up developing a bit of a pirate shtick to make things more fun bc well, work that job 20 years and if you didn’t have a gimmick from the start, you’ll regret it after the first decade. Everything gets boring after a while. He did start out with all limbs and eyes intact though, no incentive for Fez to create a disabled animatronic. Packs a mean bite, too, and otherwise opts for knives and making a mess for the clean-up crew. 

With experience did come a good bit of jadedness though. He started questioning orders more and more often, noticing hypocrisy or inconsistencies. It started more or less negligibly, Fez didn’t worry too much, but slowly his doubt started to spread. He shared them with Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie - who told him to keep his head down and not do anything rash. Well, he didn’t do anything *rash*, but over time his transgressions started to rack up and become a thorn in the higher ups’ sides. 

So they decided to get rid of him. 

His last mission was a trap. Not in a way that anyone could prove their involvement, but Fez willfully withheld vital information, and caused him to slip up. A tragic accident, really. In an attempt to evade capture he managed to hide out in a space too small for his body. He made it fit - desperation does that to people. 

Locked in an uncomfortable position with hostile agents scouring the building for him, he felt his battery run out slowly, waiting for the requested backup that would never come. When he came to after a recharge, it was after being found by the enemy, and he fought his way out.

The entire ordeal cost him his hand and eye, and when he returned to Fez he was met with disdain over the fact that he was still alive. 

Things happened quickly then. 

Fez promptly fired him, the official reason being the botched mission, though they never amended the previously shared information “Foxy was killed in action” to the rest of the agency. Mainly Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie - who never learned that their friend isn’t actually dead. Fez made it clear that his time in the city was limited - if he’d be seen by anyone and thus make more trouble for management, there’d be hell to pay.

What meager funds Foxy was left with wasn’t enough for a move and repairs (now that he had to pay for them himself), so he leaned into the pirate gimmick and got a hook and an eyepatch, as well as a seething hatred for Abra Fez. All his questioning, all his doubt - justified, and he couldn’t even do anything about it. 

He moved to a city far away, into a quiet neighborhood. With the neighbors he’s gained a bit of a reputation due to his reclusiveness combined with his appearance. The eyepatch and hook only enhance the missing teeth among many mismatched ones, as well as more than enough scars. 

Foxy becomes “that” neighbor - the one others whisper about behind their hands, or sneak glances at when they think he doesn’t see. The one people try to keep their kids away from, though they love him for his rough demeanor and regularly ask if he’s a real pirate (which he of course confirms). Sometimes he’s feeling soft and sneaks in an affectionate nickname of sorts - of course on brand, maybe a “scallywag” or “scamp”, and the kids love that, too. Sometimes he leaves "treasures" lying about his place, a challenge for the kids - if they get to grab the little trinkets without being caught, they get to keep them - otherwise they get to be chased by a pirate (all in good fun). He's not the fastest anymore, and he doesn't really try, so the kids always get away, but the thrill is exciting to them. Foxy just enjoys the shenanigans.

He works odd jobs, sometimes multiple at a time, sometimes none for a while. After spending all his life with Fez, he’s now experimenting, though he tries to stay away from people. 

Of course he’s known about the branch of The Agency(tm) in town, he’s banked on it even - knowing that Fez respects them enough to stay away. It grants him some peace, though old habits die hard and he’s keeping an eye on them, too. 

Once, the agency approached him, though he shooed them away with a nice smile and the promise that if they dared to insinuate again that he’d be stupid enough to fall for the same scam twice just because it has a different name this time around, he wouldn’t be that nice the next time. They left him alone after that. 

When Y/N moved in, he didn’t particularly care. Neither did they - the bite-happy pirate neighbor who apparently hates people (except the kids) (as Y/N is so helpfully warned by other folks when they move in) is a distant “he sounds cool, but better stay clear for now", apart from a few superficial (but actually friendly) interactions.

When they get recruited, he notices it pretty quickly. He’s seen it all before, noticed them bringing in the soundproofing for their workshop, the shady packages, late nights and torn up clothes. The bruises, and wounds, too, as training progresses and Y/N starts working. 

But he meant what he said and has no interest in getting involved again - if Fez threw him away after he’s spent nearly his entire life working for them, he’s not going to become a target for an agency that he doesn’t even have history with. They’d do away with him even faster than Fez, and he’s quite content as is, and doesn’t particularly want to move again. 

And then two other agents move in. 

And Y/N only knows of one, and apparently not even that he’s an agent, too. 

What little glimpses he catches, he becomes torn between enjoying his personal soap opera and bashing his head against the wall in frustration (that's why he needs his emotional support mug. It prevents him from doing something stupid because he doesn't want to break it). Often enough he considers just telling them - though he always talks himself out of it, in the end. It’s too much, too much responsibility, too much to explain, too much baggage involved. Fez’ treatment hurt him more than he was aware of, and watching the idiot trio dance around each other makes the old wound hurt again. 

Things change when he catches a glimpse of Moon dragging himself home, carrying his own arm. 

That’s way too familiar. In the end, he’s too busy fighting old demons, and by the time he’s finally considering stepping in, Y/N is already hightailing back home and being not at all subtle about breaking into their tenants place. 

That stings, too, because he feels betrayed by his friends, who never even knew he was in trouble until they were told he’s dead. He knows it’s not their fault either, but the sting of betrayal doesn’t care about logic. 

But there’s also relief, because maybe he’s grown attached to these idiots, and he’s also feeling just that little bit of pride. There’s some fools, who may be oblivious to a fault, but at least they care about each other more than they care about their work. They look out for each other, and are willing to break those rules to protect each other. 

And maybe he realizes he’s just a tiny bit lonely, too. They give him a lot to think about, and he may or may not reconsider his stance on reaching out to them…

[just-a-fangirl13]

Thoughts & Theories about MacGyver 5x10 [MacRiley]

HOLY SHIT! 

This episode was absolutely INSANE. Im writing out my thoughts once and for all because I need to stop thinking about everything that happened (I highly doubt I will be able to but here's to trying)

SPOILERS FOR 5x10 OFCOURSE

Straight off the bat, I was screaming *internally* and yelling at Mac when he showed the diamond to Bozer. I suspected it yesterday when we got the snippet of Murdoc saying the words DIAMOND and RING with extra emphasis..(everyone on twitter said I was jumping to conclusions.. I thought so too honestly) But damn I did NOT expect them to actually do that!

Now here's why I am not mad about it anymore. [this is my interpretation you are free to disagree]

Firstly, when Mac told Bozer he was going to propose he didnt say I’m doing it because I love Desi or I want to spend the rest of our lives together or because she’s the one (doesn't mean he doesnt care for her ofcourse)

He said “Ever since I lost my dad & Jack, I have been thinking about the bigger picture and a commitment to make things work is exactly what Desi and I need right now. A grand romantic gesture.” He wanted to propose for stability so he could finally be on the same page with her. They never really defined their relationship before and this was a way for Mac to final bring it together. A grand romantic gesture is usually something people use to win their partners back which is what Mac was trying to do I guess. It almost sounds like he has to do it so he doesn't lose her again 

(ill get to my second reason in the end)

Then ofcourse Bozer tells Riley about it so she can be prepared. Bozer is such a good friend. He is supportive of Mac AND wants to protect Riley. I love him for it! He really is doing everything to be the best friend he can to both of them. (Leannas death was so painful and I just want to hug him but thankfully Riley had that covered.)

Next we get the BIG REVEAL. The moment all of us had been waiting for. 

The moment that SHOOK Angus MacGyver and CHANGED EVERYTHING!

Rileys Feelings!

“You want me to say it out loud? Fine. Yes I had feelings for Mac. There I said it. and yeah watching him and Desi together was breaking my heart so I moved out of his house. I should have said something to him a long time ago but I didn’t and now its over. ”

I had the opposite of a HEART ATTACK! (my heart rate was through THE ROOF!)

I have to say they really really outdid themselves on this reveal. 

SIDE NOTE: If anyone comes for Riley and tries to call her a slut or a home wrecker? You will have me to deal with. Even after Murdoc played the clip of her confession she still tried to deny it and brush it off so it wouldn't complicate things for Mac and Desi. If Riley had wanted, she could have easily told Mac this to his face while he was dating Desi and then let things happen from there but she DIDNT. She kept that secret buried so deep she herself was in denial.

(also if anyone calls Mac a player or anything like that.. I will end you. He is doing his best to deal with everything that has happened to him and people keep giving him shit for it....)

Anyways, we see Mac’s expression & he is just confused and shocked and clearly not trying to think about it because it changed EVERYTHING for him. 

[Murdoc saying I THINK IM ON TEAM RILEY was a HUGE HIGHLIGHT for me! I love him so damn much!]

Desi took it really well too actually. If they keep going down this road of growth and maturity for her I think I could actually like her again. (Russ too when he apologised to Bozer) 

She didnt throw a hissy fit or say I knew it or look at Riley like she was the villain. She focused on the mission & I respect her for that.

(Riley does say, “the next thing you are going to hear on that recording-” and then gets cut off by Desi.. If this will come into play at some point later on or if it was just her trying to explain herself, remains to be seen.)

Then after the climax, we finally hear Riley say the words to Mac in real time and we get our FIRST MacRiley hug of the season! 

At this point I thought they would agree to be friends and make the friendzone thing clear BUT NOPE. (you have no idea how happy I am about it not going down like that!)

I was also a puddle on the floor. SO

“Mac look-”

“You don’t have to say anything if you dont want to. Really.”

“I want to. Last year in Germany. I realised I was starting to have feelings for you. Real feelings. I didnt want to make anything weird between you and Desi. I didnt want to mess up our work or our friendship so I decided to bury it. Until the feelings passed.”

“Emotions aren’t a science. You can’t control them.”

Gosh they are so perfect together! The way they look at each other and the HUG! OH MY GOD THE HUG! Its just perfection.

Now we also see this from Desi’s POV. Again no anger or jealousy from her. I think it was an understanding. She realised that she and Mac were never going to work.. maybe a little pain but honestly everything that went down with her and Mac was her fault too. The lack of trust and understanding was always a problem for them. Sure, things were going well but she didnt seem like she was ready for a commitment if im being honest. If Mac had proposed I think Desi would have said no.(again nothing wrong with that) 

She didnt want to label their relationship..they haven't said the words I love you to each other and I dont think they even live together. It really was way too sudden.(these are just things im assuming people define how well a relationship is going by.. I have no experience.)

Then ofcourse we have what im calling the goodbye scene. Its the break up before the break up in my opinion.

Desi tells Mac that they should pretend the last 24 hours never happened (that might actually include Mac wanting to propose but make of it what you will..) and that they should have a clean slate. But its very clear from Mac’s face and Desi sees it too that he isnt 100% onboard with it. He cant forget about it.

Which is when Desi says “Look Mac just do whatever you feel is right” and Mac looks confused.

She then gives him a goodbye kiss. 

Look if you have ever watched any show/movie before where the characters are saying goodbye to each other or breaking each others hearts...THERE IS ALWAYS A KISS ON THE CHEEK. A final farewell of sorts. 

That is what it seemed like to me. It was Desi telling Mac to do what he has to. Even if it inevitably leads to their break up.

Again real emotional maturity from Desi here!

Then we get the scene, Monica Macer (the show runner) tweeted about back in December.

Mac knocking on someones door. If im being honest? I thought it was Desi’s place and he was going to propose...

BUT it turned out to be Riley’s.

Mac clearly hasn't stopped thinking about what happened. I wouldnt either if my best friend who has put her life on the line for me and trusts me 100%, now has feelings for me? That would turn my world upside down too.

especially if I had feelings for her that I buried so deep that I never acknowledged them.

Also this is my scenario for how their first kiss goes down just FYI.. (Mac showing up at Rileys doorstep and finally confessing his feelings and kissing her *probably won't happen that way now though, but I still love it*)

Mac hesitates for a second before finally knocking on her door.

“Mac? Everything okay?”

“I can’t pretend like the last 24 hours didnt just happen. They did. So I gotta ask. Did it work?”

“Did what work?”

“Hiding your emotions and letting it pass. Did they go away?”

and I proceeded to pass out. My brain just checked out...

Now initially in all my freaking out I thought Mac was asking Riley about his feelings. If HE buried them deep enough would he still be able to move on with Desi but then I rewatched it and I realised he was asking RILEY if her feelings were still there, if there was still a possibility of something ever happening. 

She never told him its all good now! my feelings are gone and it was a long time ago. She told him she buried it but he needed to know if a future with Riley was something tangible. 

BASICALLY ANGUS MACGYVER ASKED RILEY DAVIS IF SHE WAS STILL IN LOVE WITH HIM. *I think I need to go to a hospital now*

So this was my second reason for not being annoyed about the proposal. The writers used it to show what a huge impact it would have on Mac. How much Rileys feelings would actually mean to him. the GAME CHANGER it would be.

A friend of mine said it was kinda funny and a little jarring but I liked it. (I could have done without the proposal) But I understand why they did it. They couldnt have Mac and Desi break up the same day Riley’s feelings came out because then people would hate Mac. They had to make him want to take the next step with Desi but then drop a bomb on him, that would make him question everything.

Again this is what I took away from it.

BUT GOSH WAS THIS EPISODE AMAZING!

I do get that some people are not happy with this and some said it was too sudden *not like we’ve been waiting since season 1 or anything* but I think after 5x11 things will slow down again. Mac may break up with Desi only at the end of the season when he finally comes to terms with his feelings. (Some people are still cautious and I get it but after everything that just happened I find it hard to believe that Mac and Riley won't end up together after all.. not to mention the leaked script conversation between Mac and Riley from 5x15)

Now I dont know how the final scene ends.. they definitely dont get called away for their solo mission immediately after because Mac’s cheek injury is relatively healed in this stills, which means Riley does answer Mac’s question. She may try to avoid it or deflect but he is standing right there so...who knows.

Next weeks episode is a MacRIley solo mission and lets just say things definitely are heating up a bit..*wink wink*

YUP IM HYPED. 

BRING ON THE SEXUAL TENSION AND THE ANGST!

[sunareii]

wc: 2773

suna grits his teeth, the light's too strong for him to see. he close his eyes shut, having no intentions to torture his eyes at the glow infront of him that is brighter as his mothers cellphone brightness. a deafening sound screeches at his ears like metal scratching another metal, oh how annoying that sound is.

he squints his eyes slightly as if his default eyes wasn't squinted enough. he could see a person, a female he assumes by their figure alone whose back faced towards him but the luminescence made his sight blur, he couldn't identify who it is

voice echoed insignificantly, he doesn't know whose is it nor where it's coming from except the voice started to scratch him in the head displeasingly

rintarou! rintarou! rintarou!

sunas eyes blinks open once to be greeted by his mother scowling after he has bestir himself from a horrible dream. he could hear a small voice saying 'oh no' inside his head as it's definetely not the first time he woke up to an angry face

"do you have any idea what time it is?" his mother barked, her face continues to grimace at her son. suna sits up groggily and reached for his phone beside him

12:47 pm

"how many times to i have to tell you to not stay up late!" she berates before pulling his cushion up, causing him to fall a bit from his stance and gets hit with it

"ow─! you just hit me with a pillow!" suna winces, strands of his dark hair are all over the place

"better than a slipper or your face would look even worse than just messy hair" the mother threatens before leaving the territtory so casually like she had not scolded anything at his sons ears. senzo could only choke a laugh at the freaky scene that occured upon his room, he had identified his apathetic relative as a fellow who would only shrug their shoulders when being rebuked or insulted. suna is infact a 'take no shit' kind of man, he's just wholesomely a bit playful with his mother.

suna goes down the stairs slothfully as his body might not be running his blood yet and he took a bit too long to go to the dining room where his food rests on the table cold as a corpse

"if you have woken up ealier it would have been warmer" his mothers interrupts from the living room. suna rolls his eyes then sneers  at his mother from the room

'i wasn't even complaining but i am now' he thought as he opens the large plate that covers his meal, his boiled eggs as soggy as ever

he sits down at the at the table then started contemplating about his recent dream, was it even a dream? though it seems a bit vague but vivid when he was still in a slumber. suna reckons it was just another weird hallucination. he has quite plenty of those so this one is no special, except that this peculiar reverie didnt have any sort of plot unlike the time he dreamt about the miyas and some random player from karasuno that he'd only seen once have a bachelors party at a couple he had seen in a movie before while also drinking blue liquid which now is extremely questionable but that was just an example of the long list

suna hears a soft thump going down the stairs, he glance to see his cousin all dressed up for the day

"hey sen, are you going somewhere?"

"uh.. yeah, why?"

"can i go with you?"

"sure..."

senzo probably didn't sound sure himself, well that's because he isn't used to people wanting to join him to go outside or anything at all and he was receiving a small friendly treatment from a cousin he didn't knew existed and vice versa.

the two went out briefly after suna changing into some proper clothing for the day, the walk is quiet like the usual though they do give some comments here and ther. the sun sweltered upon them while two or three clouds wafts against each other.

"im going this way, is there a place you wanted to go?" senzo asks after an abrupt stop

suna truthfully didn't have a particular destination, he went with him 'cause he felt like it. they went far for him to just go back, he thought for a long minute before a specific location passes in his head.

"yes, actually

"i'll see ya later then" senzo says before walking away

suna felt awkward since his destination is far from where they had gone to

he doesn't know why he's making his way there, for fresh air? for the scenery? for someone?

suna halts as he sees a narrow space in the side of the hill, he figured it's also a path way up to the old patio he visited. he begins walking upwards and repents at his decision mid-way. the path is rocky and hard to stay still on because of the numerous inconsistent rock shapes. it doesn't help that there's a hot atmosphere around him as he continues to go up carefully.

sweat drips down his forehead, his tiny strands of bangs sticking along on it. the heat annoyed him as he reaches the top of the mountain hill, the sun beams directly at the crest where he now stands but once he finished catching his breath the brightest star seems to appear infront of him.

somehow the fieriness of this evening─the reason he's such a sweaty mess─suna doesn't seem to mind it anymore as he watches the the girl he had came across twice stand infront of him. she was there, like she had always been, tossing a ball over her head for who knows how long.

'wait, she does volleyball?'

i mean, he could see it but at the same time not so much?

though you were tad bit taller for an average height of a female and you don't look like you hold any outstanding physical attributes either but he can't really underestimate you that quickly can he?

sunas being remained unnoticed due to her keeping her concentration firmly. she tosses the ball up into the air, patently going to do a jump serve. from her evident zealousness you would be tricked that she'll actually spike or even jump with experience. she was slow and her legs looked stiff when she leaped, hell, she didn't even swing her arms in time, she barely even touched the ball.

'uhh.. that was an awkward serve' her attempt to serve was futile and funny even, suna can't help but to chortle instead of detaining it, his attempt to be discreet wasn't great either. she let's out a light gasp as soon as she heard him cackling from the side, she already was embarrassed at her shot but now that the same cute boy she saved from the market is a witness at her own frustration made her embarrassment go off the line than where it should be

"that was an impressive serve you just did" suna starts sarcastically whilst disturbingly taking little steps towards her. she could only scream her embarrassment deep on her palm, peeking her eyes through one of the gaps to see him, picking up the ball from the ground.

"how long have you been here?"

"long enough to see eveything"

"pleas erase it from your memory" she says blatantly as she finally regains her composure, suna shrugs at her as he hands the ball back to her, she unhesitatingly grabbing it back only for him to extend his arm up. the ball being too high for her too reach since the boy teasing her is intimidatingly tall.

"it's not that easy" suna replies as he looks down at the figure shorter than him giving him an irratating frown, "what do you know about volleyball?" she mumbles, her eyes looking elsewhere.

"alot of things" he remarks with a heavy stare. the girl infront of him  seems surprised and asked "do you play?" which he answers with a curt nod. the silence after that is conscious and creates a long stare-down between the two, in addition to that is the beating heat of the sun baking them from below like they weren't perspiring enough from the exercise they had done in such a time.

"i'll just take this back then" she says as her feet tip-toes close to his level, the tip of her fingers hardly brushing off the ball. suna just stands there leisurely as he watches the girl he doesn't even know struggle into obtaining her property back.

suna gazes down at her meek nature, her cheeks faintly glows a pretty shade of pink, her hair  cascading down her neck every now and then, the sun rays paints her skin too perfectly

suna smiles slightly as he pokes a little fun with her and having fun himself except to the part where he begins to feel her chest nudging his whenever she jumps and immidietly gave her her ball back smoothly. "here" he says before walking away from his agitation

she cocks an eyebrow at him when she turns around to face his retreating figure, his phone buzzed at his pocket, opening it to get a message from his mom and the second years groupchat, well maybe third years for noow on. yet suna couldn't be bothered to open either of them seeing as his mom just texted him some chores whilst the groupchat is just filled with the twins nonsense.

"could you play with me for a little while?" she asks reluctantly, dugging her nails on the air-filled ball

suna is bewildered at the instantaneous request but he figured it's better to take up on her behest than do his mothers errands anyway

turning his heel back, he meets her big eyes with his flat slanted ones and his actions seems to answer her offer

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"what made you think playing straight under the sun was a great idea?" suna complains, panting heavily as the sun eventually plummets down. they stayed up on top for hours and instead of actually playing suna ended up teaching her the basics of volleyball for goodness sake she was an extremely slow learner.

"what do you mean? i like it up here" her tone filled with confusion as she questions him

"the sun literally fried us"

"you don't look that good to me"

"huh?" suna's brain is now all muddled by her statement causing him to give a repulsive look, she didn't seem too bothered by how she voiced her proclamation and only started walking down the stairs, suna following behind.

"you must be thirsty, i'll buy us some drinks, my treat" she announces as she holds out her baby blue colored wallet, turning left as they reached down the stairs, the vending machine is conveniently there aswell. "any preference?" she inquires only for suna to shook his head

"water is enough" he answers shortly

their drinks clank down at the bottom of the machinary and some gulping could be heard subseuquently. suna exhales lowly after drinking some refreshment. the wind passes and gives a cold whisk ontop of their skin, the sky is painted deep orange along with pale red. they soon walk in silence with the cold bottles, hers being a can of juice in their hands.

"can we play again?" she unexpectedly mutters shyly

suna glances at her, the tip of her ears turning incredibly red. "don't you have your own friends?" he mentions as he takes another sip. "i know quite a few people but only one or two are actually my friends and neither of them plays volleyball" she explains with her eyes shut

"if you're that wishful to learn the sport why not join your school volleyball club?"

she groans "i can't, my father doesn't let me join any after school activities"

"why?" sounding invasive only crossed his mind once she gave him an answer

"my dad is very strict, i need to be home before five he says" she mocks her father at the end of her sentence in a playful intention

"you're already pass your curfew, you child"

"you look the same age as me though"

"oh really?" they banter and it felt like they have known each other by a relatively long time. he enjoys her company it's fairly not too solemn and to him it feels nice to have a friendly jest with someone who won't intend to cause any issues unlike some two other people..

the usual tranquil in every interaction seem to be becoming consistent and recurring, they soon throw their bottles away in the trash bin sitting down the street like any other decent person

"so can we play again?" she asks the second time with a little more anticipation

suna didn't answer and only looks at her emotionlessly. does he really want to? she was nice but she's rather tenacious, there was a moment where he wanted to leave during the whole session. it seems the longer he stayed quiet, the more she  became impatient

"come on! the guys who plays at the public court always looks intimadating"

"and i'm not?" he snickers while his eyebrow rose

"well, i didn't have the ideal impression of you at first though but now you seem like a cool guy" she explains giving him a small thumbs up

"do you mean when you rescued me in the market?"

"no, earlier than that" suna thinks for a moment to the point of looking up on the dark sky before the memory finally getting into his head

"oh, you mean the birdnest hair? yeah i remember now" he teases with a little smile

"it's not like you looked any better with your own hair at the time"

"so─!" she starts a little louder than her monotonious voice before smiling at him keenly exactly how she eyed him the last time they met "how about it city boy!"

suna sighs and scrunched his nose at the nickname, he presumes because of his unfamiliar dialect "you're that persistent, and why city boy?"

"i never got your name after all this time, you know" nor did he ever got her name

suna looks down for a moment, he couldn't fathom what is wrong with him just telling her his name, it's not like he won't get hers when he answers.

"suna rintarou" he replies blankly

"suna rintarou?" she says questioningly, he nods his head

"suna rintarou... suna rintarou" she repeats in a breathy whisper as if engraving his name in her mind

"l/n y/n" she introduces herself back, "nice to meet you, suna" suna didn't reply much and only says "likewise" back and continuous the conversation where they have left just before the introduction.

suna rests his hand in his pocket, "you seem too willing to hang out with someone you only met thrice"

"i like you anyway so it's fine!" she beams a little too bluntly and it didn't help how she closed the proximity between them, literally doesn't intend to let him go off the question.

"sure"  he mouthed rather than openly saying it

"what?"

"i said i'll think about it" he claims as he turns his back to her to turn on the side of the sidewalks, "see you! you should know by now where to find me if you ever want to see me" she emphasized, waving her hands at him which suna imitated briefly before disappearing to her sight completely.

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"curse you gate!"

the door slides open revealing her father staring at her expectantly waiting for her with his arms crossed just rught after she got inside the platform

"what's your excuse this time?" he awaits, his finger tapping his forearm

y/n stops her foot on the soft muck as she faces her humble abode. she struggles to open the gate as quietly as possibly but the damned steel gate really wanted her caught, huh?

"i.. was playing volleyball.." she says with all honesty as she step infront of the doorstep

"alone again?" his father assumes, he doesn't understand why she keeps sneaking out outside just to be doing things all by herself

"nope, with a newly found friend this time" y/n murmurs as she takes off her shoes before entering her home nonchalantly. she wouldn't mind getting in trouble for the day and her father takes note of her uplifted mood quizzically

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[jjuuppiter]

life updates, a story about anxiety attacks, cat tower, sketches

since this tumblr is also my blog i will actually write about my life for once. my gemini needs to overshare is tingling right now hahaha but i can see myself the next morning being too afraid to open tumblr because i said some dumb stuffs that will embarrass me.

anyway it’s kinda long so i’ll put a keep reading here so you dont need to see my long ranting about my life in your timeline haha

oh someone edited the parody i made! that’s something new. no one ever reposted or edited my stuff before so i never thought my stuff are worth reposted/edited. it irked me that they put watermark on the video with my parody on it (can’t they like put my name too on the watermark? hahaha) but dealing with it and starting a commotion asking to be credited on the video too is such a work T_T they did put my twitter handle name on the post description tho so... i’ll let it slide i guess. tbh im okay if you wanted to edit/repost/use my work but please let me know haha (also huge thanks to anon and two other people on twitter for letting me know)

okay back to personal life report... covid is still happening (and worsening) here, im still working from home, havent been outside since march, okay well i did go out but the amount can be count with one hand. since wfh ive been healthier, commuting to work everyday (it took 1,5-2hours), work related problems, personal life problems really stressed me out before and i guess little by little it fucked up my body. i remember for the first time in my life getting an anxiety attack while waiting in line for the bus home, okay i dont know for sure it's an anxiety attack but i was spinning, out of breath, feeling like i was going to faint. so i decided to order a taxi bike (it's faster!) and on the ride i kept holding on the helmet so it didnt fully cover my neck cos the feel of the helmet squeezing my head made me feel like im gonna faint, thankfully arrived safely at home and literally flopped down on the floor after my mom opened the door. it was so weird. the next day i told my coworker and they told me it was an anxiety attack and told me to try hypnotherapy? so i guess it really is a mental thing? but never thought it can affect my body like that... im good now since being at home means i can manage my stress better

and after 6 months of wfh i finally bought some expensive stuffs to help me work like a monitor (it can be rotated 180 deg! i really wanted this kind of monitor the first time i saw it at the office!) and a chair massager. i dont really like spending my money honestly so it was an achievement to buy these stuffs. in college i was really into the minimalist lifestyle and learned that if you wanna buy something, delay it for 2 weeks and if you still want to buy it after that you can buy it but if you forget about it then you dont need to buy it. i guess that trick sticks with me even after my minimalist phase had pass. i also bought a cat tower for my cat!! she was super afraid of it the first time (weird), but i forced her to sit on top of it and brushed her so she will get use to it faster, and now every time i come into her room (yes she has her own room cos my mom is kinda a clean freak) she'll jump on the tower, it's really cute ❤️

my real life work is kinda monotonous but falling in love for the second time with miraculous ladybug is such a gift (for my right brain and my mental health). it got me back into drawing streak! before this i didnt even know that ml have terms like lovesquare, marichat, adrienette, ladrien, ladynoir. i only know adrien x marinette🙈 i love ladybug and chat too but i want them to end up together as adrien and marinette. but knowing there’s marichat trope changed my life and how i viewed these two. also all of the wonderful fanfics! every one say thank you fanfic authors!

anyway some of my real life friend asked me about what i did at home, i told them i usually draw and they asked me what kind of stuff that i draw and if they can see them. lol im sorry friends you cant, im not going to out myself as a sappy hopeless romantic okay. if you knew me in real life, i was that type of person who "what the fuck is this. really in front of my face? *pukes*" when i see real life pda. so im worried that if they see im this sappy they might think i wanna be in relationship or something. some of my real life friends dont understand shipping or fandom so they might not understand that everything that i draw does not describe what i want for myself. i told them to find my art account themselves and gave them a hint that my acc name is one of the planets (but they never guess jupiter lol it’s the biggest planet cmon, okay but that’s not why i picked jupiter as my online nickname)

these past week ive been slowly reading this fanfic called the rejects club by Mikauzoran and it's so so so gooodddd and i dont want it to end so i read them super sloooowww. i love reading the author's note about their life too haha. anyway this is one of the bazillion part that i like from the fic

“So, you’re saying that I only get a hug if I almost die?” Chat hums sadly, laying it on a little thick. “You’re going to make me do desperate things, Princess.”

it's marichat adrienette centric and mari has this rivalvy feeling with her alter ego (which is something ive been wantingggggg to read and explore, mari being eclipsed by ladybug even tho it's also her) so because of it i keep sketching marichats lately haha (+ old adrientte sketch that i post on twitter). these are the cleanest sketches i have and they still look super messy haha

this was a post about my life but as usual i cant not sprinkle some mlb stuff hahaha. anyway im trying to avoid any mlb salt because it affects the way i enjoy the show. it happened to me before for another shipping fandom, i was exposed to too much salt and ended up falling out of love. i still like the ship but i just cant enjoy them as intensely as before since it tires me out and im really afraid it'll happen again 😖

im off to bed~ im living in the UTC+07:00 zone so bonne nuit everyone~

[saltybaltic]

Natasha Romanoff X Reader - INSOMNIA

Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow X FemReader Fanfic

Synopsis: Not being able to sleep at night isn’t always a bad thing when it means clearing the air. It’s soft Nat hours.

Warnings: Language

Words: 714

When you walked out onto the rooftop and saw her curled up in the corner of her chair, you almost turned on the spot and walked back inside. It was three o clock in the morning and you were already struggling with total exhaustion. The last thing you needed was what was probably going to be a tense and awkward conversation with the stoic assassin you called a team mate. She almost looked harmless from where you were stood watching her; her hair pulled up into a messy bun on top of her head, dressed in a pair of old sweatpants and a tank top and her legs tucked under herself while she focused on the book in her hands. Every now and again she would stick her tongue out the corner of her mouth in thought or brush a stray strand of hair out of her eyes as the wind blew it out of place and you found yourself watching her for longer than you would like to admit to anyone. Even after everything that had happened between the two of you recently, you still found her absolutely mesmerising.

Someone had suggested getting somewhere to relax on the roof top a long time ago and since then the team had been working on setting up a little, quiet spot they could use. Natasha had chosen to settle herself in the corner of a large chair swing, big enough to seat two or three people, and you couldn’t help thinking it made her look incredibly small and fragile.

Almost as if she sensed she was being watched, Natasha looked up from what she was reading and her eyes met yours. For a moment you panicked that she would be annoyed you had encroached on her time alone, but you quickly dismissed that and took a few steps closer to where she was sitting.

“Can’t sleep?”

Shaking your head at her question, you collapsed into the chair opposite her with a sigh before looking out over the city, “Occupational hazard I guess.”

Natasha nodded, throwing her book down onto the small table in front of her, “You can sit here you know, I don’t bite.”

“I didn’t wanna intrude.”

“It’s fine, I wasn’t really focusing on what I was reading anyway.” admitted Natasha, shuffling around until she was sat up a little straighter. Nodding to the spot beside her on the chair, she gave you a smile, “Sit with me.”

You didnt offer any kind of arguement, knowing that trying to fight Natasha on something was usually pointless, and as soon as you settled into the opposite corner of the chair, Natasha adjusted her position to stretch her legs out across you.

Silence settled over the pair of you for a while, focusing on the distant sound of the city traffic that you couldn’t help but find oddly soothing. Natasha’s voice eventually brought your attention back to her.

“You sure it’s just work? The reason you can’t sleep?”

Leaning your head back against the chair, you turned slightly so you could look at her properly, “Maybe it’s a few things ... couldn’t switch off I guess.”

“Anything you wanna talk about?”

There was so many things you wanted to say to her but for some reason you shook your head in response, patting her legs reassuringly with a small smile, “I’ll be fine.”

“You’ve really gotta work on that.” muttered Natasha, resting her elbow on the back of the chair and looking back at you, “You suck at hiding how you feel.”

You let out a sigh, looking down at your lap with another shake of your head, “Well maybe you could teach me since you’re so good at it.”

You visibly winced at your own words, but when you looked back up at Natasha she looked more amused than annoyed.

“I’m sorry that was really fucking bitchy, I didn’t mean t-“

“It’s fine.” interrupted Natasha quietly, “I’d say you’ve earned maybe one cheap shot.”

Nodding your head slowly, you chewed on your lip as you tried to think of anything you could say next. The atmosphere was a little frosty, although that was hardly surprising given recent events.

“Well if you don’t wanna talk ... do you mind if I say something?”

Your gaze drifted from where you had been staring off into the distance, looking back at the woman beside you and for the first time since you’d met her she seemed unnerved as she waited for your response.

“Sure.”

Natasha crossed her legs over where they were settled across your lap, and she opened and closed her mouth several times before eventually a nervous laugh rumbled from the back of her throat that seemed to cut the tension somewhat, “I’m sorry, I had like a million things prepared to say to you and now you’re here it’s like my brain has stopped working.”

“I didn’t realise I was so intimidating.”

You’d said it as a joke, but at your words Natasha’s face became more serious and she pursed her lips tightly before speaking, “I think that might just be our problem.”

“I doubt that.”

“One of the things I’ve liked from the beginning about ... us, is that we can always speak candidly with one another.” started Natasha, fidgeting absentmindedly with a stray thread on the back of the chair, “And so I don’t think it’s out of line for me to say that this ‘just being friends thing’ isn’t really working out for us, is it?”

Scuffing your toe against the ground to swing the chair back slightly, you couldn’t help but feel both incredibly uncomfortable but also overwhelmingly grateful that Natasha had actually brought the topic of conversation up, “I guess not, no.”

“I know it’s my fault.” continued Natasha, the corner of her lip twitching into the faintest trace of a smile, “I know ... I did this. And I made this decision and ... well, I’ve been a bit of an asshole really.”

Seeing that you weren’t going to argue with her, Natasha took that as her cue to continue.

“When you joined the team it was weird for me to get so close with someone so quickly. I spent years forming these relationships with everyone else and we’ve been through a lot together which is what connects us. But with you ...” trailing off, Natasha shrugged bashfully, “I didn’t expect to fall for you so ... easily.”

Blinking in surprise, it took you a second to actually digest what Natasha had said and you almost choked on your own breath in response, “You. Hang on. Wait. What?”

“I think you heard me.” chuckled Natasha, obviously amused by your surprise.

“But you ...” you frowned in thought, “You broke up with me.”

Natasha shook her head with a hum, “I don’t actually think we were together.”

“You’re not getting off on a technicality, Nat.” you huffed out, irritation getting the better of you and wanting to put some distance between the pair of you. Placing your hands down on the seat, you went to push yourself up from underneath her legs but before you had a chance to get too far, Natasha placed one of her feet against your chest and forced you back into place.

“Please don’t go. I’m sorry. Look, I need to say this, please.” Natasha kept her foot pressed against your chest until you relaxed back into your seat and tilted your head as a gesture for her to continue, “When we started ... well you know ...”

“Sleeping together?” you offered, resisting the urge to roll your eyes at the bumbling, nervous version of Natasha you were currently sat next to.

“Yes. That.” muttered Natasha, pointing her finger at you in agreement, “We both said we were going to keep it casual and not get feelings involved and just ... not make a big deal of it.”

Pushing your foot against the ground, you rocked the chair gently back again, “Yeah I know. We agreed we had to work together and live together and we didn’t want it getting messy. And then you dumped me because apparently it was ‘getting too complicated’ as you so eloquently put it.”

Natasha bit the inside of her cheek at your condescending tone. She wanted to be annoyed about the way you were speaking to her and if it had been anyone else, she probably would have launched herself at them. Unfortunately though, Natasha knew you had every reason to be irritated.

“I shouldn’t have done that.” admitted Natasha, “The only person complicating things was me and it was because I knew I was developing feelings for you. And then I just broke things off with you instead of talking to you about it and figuring this out together. Cause you know ... I’m an idiot.”

You breathed out a laugh “Well, you said it.”

Natasha broke out into a small smile, daring to reach forward enough that she could brush her fingers over the top of your hand, “I understand if you can’t forgive me or you don’t want to but ... I would really, really, really like it if we could start over.”

Turning your hand over underneath hers, you allowed her to trace her finger over your palm, “Is that so?”

“I miss you.” admitted Natasha, “I miss being around you all the time. I miss talking to you. I miss falling asleep with you. And you know, I miss the other stuff too ...”

As Natasha trailed off, you couldn’t help but chuckle quietly and grab her finger to give it a squeeze, “Natasha Romanoff are you blushing?”

“Shut up.”

Laughing again, you moved to grab her wrist and tug her gently in your direction, “C’mere.”

Natasha looked hestitant until you gripped her wrist harder and pulled her a little more forcefully towards you. Sitting up onto her knees, she shuffled over until she was sat pressed against your side. You sat up a little straighter so it was easier to run your hand along the back of the chair and wrap your arm around her, not missing the small sigh Natasha let out as she rested her head on your shoulder.

Pressing a kiss to the top of her head, the pair of you settled into silence for several minutes before you leaned in closer and spoke quietly, “Starting over sounds good.”

You weren’t able to see her face from where she was curled into your side, but Natasha’s lips turned up into a wide smile at your words. She wrapped an arm around your waist, somehow shuffling further into you and her fingers digging eagerly into your side as if she wanted to get as close to you as humanly possible. You couldn’t help but smile at the gesture, “And I missed you too.”