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ash5monster01 · 2 months

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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.

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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”

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paperclipped-mongoose · 6 months

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Convincing Enough For You?

Pairing: Angus Macgyver x F! Reader

Summary: An important mission came up, and during the briefing it became clear that Mac didn't think you were the right fit for the flirtatious role.

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, Use of Y/N (not excessive), First Person, Fight Flirting, Arguing, A malfunctioning MacGyver, A villain who likes to take advantage of women, Couple Arguments. Let me know if I missed anything!

A/N: Hey Guys! This my first MacGyver Fanfiction, I love writing the series and characters so let me know if you guys like it! Comments and messages mean the world to me! If you've got any ideas for future fic's my idea box is open! ENJOY!

“I’m not sure if this is the best idea, Matty. You know how they feel about each other.” Riley trailed after her boss as they made their way down the hall to the war room. She had been let in on the game plan for the next mission early because Matty needed her input.

“They’re adults. They can put their feelings, undefined they are, away in order to do their job professionally.” Matty could hope. Ever since you joined the Phoenix Foundation there had been a certain animosity between you and a certain human encyclopedia. You were never sure if it was flirting or trying to get on each other’s nerves.

Matty could hear the sounds of shouting from the war room down the hall. “Oh, get your head out of the clouds! You know all too well that if it wasn’t for Bozer and Jack you would have blown yourself up, gotten shot, or made some kinda poisonous gas to kill yourself. You think you’re way more aware than you are. But newsflash: you’re not!” You paused to take a breath, you had made sure to choose your words carefully, they were nothing if not the truth. Mac could make a plane out of a recycling bin and some potatoes, but he routinely got his ass saved by Jack in the field, and Bozer in his own home.

Mac stood in front of the coffee table, his arms crossed tight across his chest. “At least I actually do things to save our asses on missions. Or were you the one who made infrared glasses so we could see the cameras when Riley couldn’t access the system?”

Something about Mac’s defensiveness made you want to egg him on continually. Maybe it was because you liked to hear him talk, even when it wasn’t in a positive way. There were days where the two of you were civil and even friendly, but those days were boring. No conversations would be had, and the day inevitably turned into awkward silence and stares.

Neither you nor Mac liked it that way.

So you picked on each other. It was clear there were never any ill intentions, but sometimes it rode the line and, you were sure, made your coworkers wonder if you and Mac were actually mad. To be fair, it was a question that rarely had a simple answer. But that was just the way the two of you were. Complicated. And you wouldn’t have taken it any other way.

“Can we go one meeting without you two saying something distasteful to each other? One meeting. That’s all I’m asking.” Matty pulled up her screen on the wall before shooting a pointed look at those who stood around the room. Jack observed the screens as they came up, and Riley sat on one of the chairs doing her best to ignore you and Mac, knowing how this would go, and something told her Matty wouldn’t get her wish for peace.

“This is Bryan Snyder.” A rather unpleasant-looking man was pulled up on the full screen along with his Phoenix records. “Hacker extraordinaire with a rap sheet a mile long of gambling offenses.” Matty flashed a couple photos across the screen of Bryan surrounded by presumable winnings and women.

Riley finally took a cue from Matty and spoke up. "He's had incidents filed with multiple casinos, all stemming from his pension for picking up women who've just fought with their partners, while the partner is around."

Jack scoffed as he found his way to the empty seat next to Riley. “Sounds like he's made a game out of picking up girls on the rebound."

Jack’s comment earned a grin from Riley, who added: "At least he looks like he tips well."

Your leg bounced involuntarily as you fiddled with the few paperclips in your hand—not bending them, just linking them together one after the other to make a chain. It drove Mac mad, and you knew it. He was one who did things with purpose, so idly fiddling with some paperclips without reshaping or bending them clawed at him internally. “So what is our position in this?” you finally spoke up. “I didn’t know the Phoenix Foundation did personal vendetta work for ex-girlfriends.”

Matty shook her head watching Mac who silently but unsubtly stared you down as you wrapped the paperclip chain around your wrist to make a bracelet. “Not a vendetta. A prevention service for the Parisian government. Snyder holds a virus on his laptop that, if released onto the broadband servers of France, would cause nationwide blackouts and hold millions of people’s information hostage.”

Jack’s face soured at the thought. “Oooh, okay, yeah, so not an angry ex-girlfriend. Got it.”

“We’ve had Riley coding a USB drive that, once plugged in, can give her access to the computer’s system. That way she can corrupt the virus so that when he tries to open it, none of the code will be salvageable. The only thing our team needs to worry about is getting that drive plugged into Snyder’s computer for 8 minutes without him noticing.”

Another scoff came from Jack. “No offense, Matty, but this guy seems like the kinda nerd to be obsessed with his computer. He’s probably one of those weirdos who treats it like his baby or something.” He immediately turned to Riley who had her computer in her lap. He pressed his lips together and stood up, walking towards the other wall to get as far away from Riley as possible. “I’m just gonna shut up now.”

“Yeah, smart choice.”

“The plan, if you guys will ever let me get to it, is this: Is to send in (Y/N) with a partner to pose as our unhappy couple, Bryan has a stay booked with a casino in Monaco this weekend. It’s his last stop on the way into France. A messy breakup in the middle of the casino should be enough to pique Snyder’s interest, and from there all (Y/N) has to do is get him to take her to his hotel room so she can connect the USB to his laptop, which shouldn’t be so hard given his M.O. After 8 minutes, once Riley’s USB has done its job, (Y/N) will take it out and destroy it so it’s not traceable.” Matty pressed her lips together firmly when she noticed Mac shifting his stance and uncrossing his arms, which normally meant that he had something to say. “Can I help you Blondie?”

Mac took the opportunity and stepped forward. “Why don’t we just send in Riley? If the USB doesn’t work, she’ll be able to disable the virus manually. Plus,” a strong look of disdain settled on his face, “I don’t think (Y/N) can flirt convincingly enough to get him to take her back to his room. It’s dangerous to put the weight of a mission on it without a backup.”

That got you mad. You stood and eyed Mac in his stupid power stance. His hands on his hips while he stared at the screen as if he was avoiding eye contact with you. You wondered where all of his confidence had suddenly gone.

“Oh? You don’t think I can handle it?” You took a confident couple steps towards Mac. A well-placed hand on his forearm brought his big blue eyes back to you, somewhat confused as to what you were doing but it didn’t seem as if he was going to stop you.

You took his silence as permission to continue and slid your hand down his arm, bringing your free hand up to play with the suede lapel of his jacket near his chest. You lifted your eyes to meet his for a single, shy moment and couldn’t help the way your cheeks flushed. Who thought it was a good idea to give a man with such a perfect face those baby blues? Fuck.

Mac was malfunctioning, his jaw slack as he tried to focus on anything other than how close you were to him. Or the fact he could feel your breath on his neck, or the way your hands held him. Tantalizing and unobtainable. He was sure if either of you did anything in the oncoming moments he’d find himself too deep to back out.

You slid the fingers fiddling with his jacket past his chest to his abdomen, felt the shiver run up his spine even though he tried his best to hide it. Your fingers reached his beltline with more confidence than you felt, and…there was a undeniable tension. One that left you wondering if perhaps you should excuse yourself and drag Mac into some unoccupied office down the hall.

A quick smack below the belt and Mac was half-keeled over, gasping for air as you stepped aside with a prideful smirk. “That convincing enough for you?”

The rest of the team broke into laughter, the sexual and uncalled for tension that was in the room had gone.

“The Macbook needed to reboot there for a moment huh,” Jack said patting your shoulder. “You’ll do just fine, and your mission partner will be there as your backup, you can trust them

Matty just pulled on that subtle smirk she wore when she knew something was bound to be entertaining. “Well, glad you’re working on your chemistry, because Mac is your mission partner. Try not to cause a scene before the target gets there, though. Wheels up in 2 hours.”

Mac had finally been able to gather himself and recover from the unexpected tap. “Let’s just hope you’re ready for 2 to be playing that game.”

A/N: Thank You guys for reading! I am thinking about making another part about the actual mission or what the aftermath would look like for your and Mac's relationship.

A/N: Remember I'm always open to talk to people (18+) about MacGyver! I love the fandom and want to interact as much as possible. If your interested don't be afraid to shoot me a message!

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websterss · 1 year

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𝐏𝐔𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐘 — 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐆𝐘𝐕𝐄𝐑

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓: Mac x reader. Mac coming home from a mission to find you’ve been attacked and you’re in the hospital.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): Fluff, mentions of dying, getting stabbed

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1,510

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Angus MacGyver x fem!Reader

𝐀/𝐍: Hope you like it! This is an old repost.

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Your life was as ordinary as you tried to make it be. Once Mac told you about being a secret agent for the Phoenix Foundation you knew your whole life was about to be turned upside down. His team, including his best friend Bozer, were okay with you knowing. They trusted that you could keep their secret. Mac did his best to keep you as far away and hidden from every common enemy or threat out there. He never mentioned you to anyone other than the team and his boss Matty Webber. Little did Mac know that you weren’t as hidden as he thought you would be.

You were currently at the house that you shared with Bozer and Mac. They took you in when you finally moved out of your parent’s house. Not knowing where or how you could afford a house on your own. They offered you the space they had, which you gratefully accepted. You busied yourself by cleaning the house picking up anything and everything that felt out of place. You were about to start vacuuming when the doorbell rang. You really didn’t think much of it as you walked to the door. You went and opened the door to reveal three men dressed in all black wardrobe.

“May I help you?” You eyed them cautiously.

“We’re looking for someone by the name Angus Macgyver, do you happen to know where he is?” He asked.

“No sorry, there’s no one here by that name.” You were about to close the door when the man’s foot stood in the way.

“I highly suggest you tell me where he is, or things will get messy sweetheart.” He threatened.

“As I said before he’s not here!” You kicked him in the knee making him stumble back and shut the door in his face. You immediately locked it.

You turned and made a beeline for your gun you kept in your room. Mac gave you it just in case of emergencies, and right now you were in one. You could hear the sound of the front door being kicked open. You prepared yourself for the worst at this point. The three men split up to search for you. You could hear one approaching you, you came out and knocked him out, but you had a problem because they heard your grunts in the process. So you hid again.

The two guys walked up to the man you put down. “I see Mac’s taught you a few things, he wouldn’t if it wasn’t necessary, you must be really important to him!” The bulky guy called out. You didn’t respond.

“Oh, come on sweetheart I don’t bite. All we want is entail on where he is, then we’ll be on our merry way as if we weren’t even here!” His persuasion was awful.

You stay silent, trying to keep your breath fairly even. They walked closer to where you were. Just as the man was approaching you swung your arm out hitting him directly in the face.

“Oh, you little bitc-” He managed to grab you in a headlock.

“It didn’t have to be this way.” He whispered in your ear as you struggled to get free from his grip. You saw the other guy get closer, you caught a glimpse of something gray and sharp. Before you could protest he plugged the knife into your abdomen. You gasped and sank to your knees.

“Tell Mac I’ll just swing by next time, okay?” He gave your cheek a light pat. You tried to lean against the wall behind you as best as you could. The pain was intolerable. You didn’t think about pulling the knife out knowing many times that if you did it would make the dying process speed up. You really hope Mac arrived in time. You didn’t feel like dying.

“I’m telling you Mac, beach siding in Hawaii would be the best birthday present ever!” Boxer exclaimed as they got out of the car. Their mission turned out great. They caught their targets and locked them up.

“Bozer for the last time, we are not going to Hawaii.” Mac shook his head.

“You say that now, but I’ll surely convince you.” Bozer smirked.

“Yeah, okay, if you say so.” Max chuckled.

The two approached the house unaware of the mess they would come across. Mac got out his keys to open the door, but only to find out that there wasn’t a door that needed opening. They glanced at each other, not hesitating to go in. The place was trashed and a couple broken pieces of furniture lay scattered all over their floor. “Y/n!”

“Y/n, where are you?”

“Bozer, you check the rooms, I’ll stay in here and look.” He pointed him off. Bozer scurried off in search of finding you. Once he came into the hallway he saw you on the floor and noticed the knife in your lower half.

“Y/n! Oh my god, Mac I found her!” He yelled over his shoulder. He got down beside you and gave your cheek a small slap trying to wake you up. He felt for a pulse, but there was barely one. Mac came running. He spotted the position you were in.

“Baby, hey wake up, Bozer call an ambulance!” Mac felt for your pulse but it was weak, he knew he had to get you help and fast. Bozer called the team after he called for an ambulance. Once everyone was informed of the situation the ambulance came and put you on a gurney to take you to the hospital.

“Hey, we came as soon as we got the call. How is she?” Riley had become your greatest friend when she introduced you to everyone, so for her it was hard enough as it was to hear that you were attacked and injured in the process.

“The doctors haven’t told us anything.” Bozer spoke up.

“What happened?” Jack asked.

“I don’t know, we got home and saw the place trashed, we found Y/n with a knife plunged into her abdomen.” Mack placed hands over his head.

“I’m sure she’ll be fine Mac if anything Y/n’s a fighter.” Jack placed a hand on Mack’s shoulder for comfort.

“Hey, I forgot to mention, but Matty needed you to call her, said it was important.” Riley said.

“Okay, I’ll be right back, tell me if the doctor comes.” With that, he left the cafeteria to call his boss.

“Mac?”

“What did you need, heard it was important?” Mack sighed.

“Yeah it is, listen we found the guys that broke into your house.”

“Who was it?” There was an edge of anger in his tone. He stood up taller, pressing the phone closer to his ear.

“Know anyone by the name Steve McCarthy, Michael Dan, or Brian Anders?”

“It definitely sounds familiar.”

“Well, we sent a team to their location, so it won’t be long now till they’re caught.”

“Thanks, Matty.”

“Yeah, no problem, how’s she doing by the way?”

“The doctors still haven’t told us anything.” He shook his head.

“Well let me know what happens, and I’ll get back to you when we get them.”

“Alright, thank you again, Matty, bye.”

“Bye.”

“So what did the boss want?” Jack asked.

“She apparently found the men that hurt her.”

“Really that’s great news!” Riley said in relief.

“Yea.” Mack breathes out a laugh.

“L/n?” We heard a voice call out. All four of us stood up. “Y/n Y/L/N’s family?”

“We’re her family, how is she?”

“We can only speak to siblings or her parents.“ The doctor protested.

“She’s an only child and her parents are out of reach. I‘m her fiancé.” Mack lied.

“Alright then, she’s stable for now, but we want to keep her overnight for observation.”

“Can I see her?”

“Right this way.”

“I’ll be back in a bit guys.” He turned to everyone.

“Hey go ahead Mac take your time, we’ll all be here waiting.” Riley offered a tired smile.

The doctor led him down the hallway to where you were being kept in. They walked into your room and there you were, resting. You had an oxygen tube in your nose to help you breathe. Mack sat in the chair next to your bed and reached for your open palm, rubbing small circles over the top of your hand. You seemed to feel the touch because you slowly came to. “Mac?” You whispered, your voice was hoarse.

“Hey, you’re awake.” He kissed your hand.

“You’re here?”

“Of course baby, I'm right here. I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” You gave a weak smile. “What happened?” Your memory seemed a little groggy.

“Let’s not worry about that right now, okay? You need to rest. The doctor said they want you to stay overnight, okay?” You only nodded.

“Stay with me?” You whispered.

“Always.” Mack leaned forward and kissed your head. Whether it be tomorrow or later on, he was never letting you be in harm’s way again.

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vinnieswife · 3 months

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Hi :D, I'm sorry to bother you, but I just found your page and I love it!, so I was thinking of a story of Macgyver.

When the Reader is recruited in Phoenix, and she is as intelligent as Mac, and have similar skills. So Mac is amazed and he starts to feel attracted to her because he have never met a person that understands him.

Idk if I'm asking to much, if so, I'm SO sorry. :c

Btw english isn't my first language I'm from Argentina so I'm sorry if my grammar sucks :'(

OMG I LOVE THIS, it’s so short tho, i’m from Spain no worries amor <3

Angus Macgyver x fem!reader

wc: 357

warnings: none

At Phoenix headquarters, the air is charged with anticipation. You've been recruited for a crucial mission, and as you meticulously review the documents, MacGyver, a seasoned maverick from the agency, enters the room with his characteristic calm yet alert demeanor. “who’s this matilda?”, she smiled looking at him “y/n she will help us with a couple of missions her occurrences match yours so having both on our team will be great”

Your gazes meet, and he, with his ability to read people, immediately recognizes the spark of ingenuity in your eyes. Intrigued, as matilda leaves you two, he approaches you, and you begin exchanging ideas about the upcoming mission. Amid improvised schemes and creative solutions, the spark of a unique connection ignites.

The more they work together, Mac noticed surprising similarities between them: creativity in problem-solving, the ability to improvise, and a passion for exciting challenges.

As time passed, the connection between you and Mac strengthened with each mission successfully tackled together. On a quiet night after a triumphant operation, as you shared experiences in the break room, he couldn't help but express his growing feelings.

“you know y/n, every time we work together, I realize how incredibly compatible we are. Not just professionally, but also... personally."

You, with a knowing smile, nodded, feeling the same connection. “Seriously, have you turned your feelings into a compatibility test between us?" you laughed, his face grew red. “I wouldn’t word it like that but…yeah”

As you shared more moments outside of missions, Mac gathered the courage to take the next step.

"And what if she rejects me, Jack? It'll be catastrophic," Mac was so stressed, but he needed to give it a try.

"Come on, Mac, you know her. We both know she's going to say yes. Be a man and get the girl."

Mac nodded, approaching you after the mission. Your hair was disheveled, and your clothes were dirty, but to him, you were the most polished girl in the world.

"Hey," you looked up. "Oh, hi," you could see he was nervous. "Are you okay?" you asked. "Oh, yeah, don't worry. Um, can I talk to you for a moment?" you nodded and Mac glanced at Jack, who smiled and gave him a thumbs-up.

"How about we celebrate something more than paperwork after this? How about going to dinner with me?" he said, smiling while scratching the back of his neck.

You, surprised but pleased, enthusiastically accepted the invitation.

Suddenly, a shout was heard, "I told you!" and right after that, Jack was hugging both of you.

"Took you long enough huh.”

That night, amid laughter and confidences, you and MacGyver discovered that your connection wasn't just professional; it extended to a romance that flourished with time and shared experiences.

#cute imagine #fluff imagine #soft imagine #cute #angus masgyver imagine #angus macgyver x reader #angus #angus macgyver #macgyver smut #angus macgyver imagine

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bi-bard · 2 years

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The Collection of Failed Date Nights - Angus MacGyver Imagine [MacGyver (2016)]

Title: The Collection of Failed Date Nights

Pairing: Angus MacGyver X Reader

Word Count: 2,067 words

Warning(s): none

Summary: Mac and (Y/n) didn't expect their relationship to be the same as many "normal" people. Still, they were ready to do everything in their power to have some time for just the two of them. They had to learn the hard way that their plan was far easier said than done.

Author's Note: I've been considering one of those "____ Songs That Would Describe a Relationship with ____" for MacGyver, so (besides Taylor Swift because I get the joke) what artist would you like to see featured in that?

Oh, I used late season 1 for reference to the team members.

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Night One: Matty couldn't call at a convenient time to save her life

Dating when you work with the Phoenix Foundation wasn't easy. When both of you work with the Phoenix Foundation, then there were times when you were going to feel like you two were less dating and more trying to work in excuses to hold hands at work.

Mac and I learned that lesson fast.

Regardless of the circumstances, we tried to fit in some of the "normal" things. Movie nights and dinners and dates.

Easier said than done.

We learned that very early on.

I smiled at the little diner that Mac pulled up to.

Mac tried to explain, "I know it's not very fancy, but it was all a bit last-"

I leaned over and pecked his lips. "It's great."

He grinned at me before shutting off the car.

The night went on pretty well. We got seated, got our drinks and food ordered, and were just waiting. It was starting to look like we were going to have a normal night.

Mac was in the middle of some story from filming Bozer's short film when my phone went off. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and groaned.

He chuckled at me. "Who caused that reaction?"

"Matty."

"You're kidding," his face dropped.

I nodded and answered the call, "Hey, Matty."

"Sorry to cut you and Mac's dinner date short, but I need you guys to come in," she said. I sat up a little straighter, looking around for some sign of her or anyone from the foundation. "You two were talking about it in the hall."

"The fact that you knew to explain doesn't comfort me."

"Just hurry up and get here."

She hung up before I could respond.

"We gotta go," I told Mac simply. He groaned. "I know. Come on."

He pulled himself out of the booth and got out his wallet. "We would have much better luck if we just started ordering our food to go."

I just nodded.

Night Two: Jack is a lost puppy (even if he refuses to admit it)

We thought drinks would be easier than most things.

Not as big of a commitment as most things, easier to pay for in a rush, and it allowed Mac and I to actually talk.

We were both leaning on the table while Mac was attempting to show off after I questioned the whole paperclip habit. He was trying to prove that it was incredibly useful.

I leaned on his shoulder, chuckling as he rambled about the paperclip.

"Hey!"

I looked away from Mac when I heard Jack's voice. The small pang of disappointment made me feel guilty because I liked Jack. He's a great guy. But also, I was on a date.

"Hey," Mac greeted him.

"You two mind if I sit?"

Mac nodded, motioning toward the other side of the booth.

"How are the lovebirds doing," Jack asked.

"(Y/n) was making fun of how much I mess around with my paperclips."

"'Making fun' makes me sound mean," I said. "I was more questioning."

"Don't worry, I make fun of him too," Jack replied.

I let out a laugh and leaned back against the booth.

Mac just scoffed, "I'm happy you two find this funny, but I have saved both your asses several times with these paperclips-"

"And a crap ton of other stuff," I shrugged.

"Usually involving my phone," Jack added.

"You are both rude," Mac muttered.

I leaned on his shoulder again and he placed his hand on my knee. It was nice. I wish we had planned for our night to involve more than just the two of us, but this was nice.

I didn't feel right complaining about it.

Night Three: Bozer said he wasn't going to be home

I could barely remember what Mac had been talking about at the time. He was pacing a bit and rambling about something. I was sitting on his bed, occupied with other things. Like the fact that we finally had a night to ourselves.

"You're not listening," he said, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Excuse me? I always listen to you," I made it very clear that I was lying.

"Oh, really," he asked, stepping over to me. "What was I saying then?"

"If you mix hydrogen and a paperclip and... other... stuff..."

"What- woah-"

I pulled on the front of his shirt so I could press my lips to his. He managed to catch himself by placing his hands on either side of me. He chuckled as he kissed me back, making me grin into the kiss.

I started moving back, pulling Mac along with me. I laid down, moving my hand into his hair. He lowered himself onto his elbows. My free hand moved to his shirt buttons, starting to undo them. It was not as easy as I thought it would be.

His lips moved to my neck, moving down from the spot below my ear.

And then... Bozer's voice sounded from the main room.

"Mac! I was thinking and-"

"I'm gonna kill him," I muttered.

Mac laughed at me, hiding his face in the crook of my neck.

"You said he was going to be gone for the night," I groaned.

"I know, I know," he pushed himself off the bed. "I'll go talk-"

The door swung open before he could finish his thought. Bozer froze in the doorway. He looked between me lying on my back and Mac's shirt being half-undone.

"Did I interrupt something," he asked.

"Wanna take a wild guess," I replied, pushing myself up on my elbows.

He just nodded. "Well, I was gonna order some food if you guys..."

I raised an eyebrow at him. He just smiled guiltily before walking out.

I let my head fall back onto the pillow and shut my eyes. I felt a kiss get pressed to my forehead. I looked at Mac for a moment to grin, hoping to show that I was upset with the situation and not with him.

One day, I thought as I reached up to touch the side of his face. One day we'll get a normal date night.

Night Four: Mac needs to check his pockets before going out on a mission

We had honestly gotten lucky the trip was as quick as it was. The two of us had invested in some tickets to a small concert. The idea was that the show was small enough that we wouldn't break the bank if we weren't able to make it.

But here we were, standing in line for a concert. We were going to get a couple of hours together just to enjoy what was going on around us. It was a dream.

When we got to the door, Mac went to pull the tickets out of his pocket. He insisted on keeping a hold of them "just in case". I don't know what he thought would happen if I kept them, but I wasn't going to argue about something that didn't matter.

But as a nervous smile formed on his face, I wonder if I should've argued more.

He reached into his other pocket before starting to frantically check every pocket he had. Small scraps, a paperclip, but no tickets.

The guy at the door finally waved us away. I crossed my arms over my chest and started walking back to the parking garage that we had paid for. Another waste of money.

"(Y/n)," Mac followed close behind me. "I'm sorry."

I tried to blink away the tears of frustration that had formed in my eyes. "It's fine."

"No, it's not," he grabbed my arm so he could turn me around. "I... I screwed up our whole night and I'm sorry."

I closed my eyes for a moment. His hands cupped the sides of my face. I felt him press his lips to my forehead.

"I'll make it up to you," he was basically speaking against my skin. "I promise. I'll figure something out. I am so, so sorry for this."

"I just wanna go home," I mumbled, feeling the tears starting to fall. Mac pulled me forward into his arms, guiding my head to rest on his shoulder.

"Okay," he replied. "That's okay. Maybe... Maybe we can find a good movie or something. And then we can relax and cuddle, yeah?"

"I want to go home alone," I corrected my statement as I stepped back. "I'm sorry."

"No, no, don't apologize," he grabbed my hand, starting to lead me to the car. "That's okay. It's your choice."

I felt bad for being so upset, but I had been looking forward to tonight. It felt like everything in the world had gone right for us to be there only for us to get smacked down right at the end. It hurt.

Mac was understanding when he dropped me off. He kissed me gently, continuing to mumble how sorry he was.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," I replied before getting out of the car.

Mac refused to drive away until he saw me walk inside. I waved at him from the door before stepping inside.

As I locked the door behind me, I leaned my head against the door.

I just wanted one night with no interruption or mishap. I never realized how difficult that would be to achieve.

Night Five: Does it count as escaping an escape room if we never went inside?

The other three hadn't even known about the escape room until Mac and I were getting ready to leave.

And then, Bozer asked if he could join. He was completely oblivious to the idea that Mac and I may have wanted to do something on our own. I looked at Mac, letting him make the decision. He looked back at me for a moment before looking at Bozer and nodding.

And then, Bozer asked to let Jack and Riley tag along, saying that it would be good for the team to see each other outside of a life-or-death situation. Mac nodded to that idea too.

"I'm sorry," he muttered to me as he kissed my head.

"It's okay," I promised despite my disappointment.

The other two met us there.

It all seemed to be going fine until it was actually time to go into the room.

"Wait, gotta tie my shoe," Mac touched my arm as he knelt down. I stopped, scoffing at him for grabbing my arm.

Just as Mac finished tying his shoe, he jumped up and pushed the door shut. He nodded at the workers and grabbed my hand.

"What are you doing," I asked, letting him lead me out. "We can't just abandon them."

Mac stopped outside the building, pulling me abruptly into a kiss. I almost squeaked out of shock as he did. My hands touched his sides as I kissed him back. He leaned back a few moments later.

"What do you say to picking up dinner and going back to my place," he suggested.

"And just leaving them trapped here?"

"It's an escape room. That's the point."

I chuckled as he leaned in and kissed me again.

I hummed and pulled back. "You've got yourself a deal, MacGyver."

He grinned. "Good."

He started pulling me along with him again.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket when it started ringing. Before I could properly look at the name, Mac grabbed it and declined the call.

"Mac!"

"We've earned a night together," he explained as he handed my phone back to me. "No interruptions."

"I didn't realize that it was upsetting you so much."

"I love the team," he replied. "I really do. But there are times when I want to be with you. Only you. I don't want to be a jerk, but... I felt like this was the only option."

I frowned at him. "We should probably sit down and talk with them about that."

He nodded.

"Instead of locking them in an escape room."

He chuckled, looking down for a moment. "That was a little rude, huh?"

"Maybe a bit," I confirmed. After a moment, I pulled on his arm. "Hey... I love you."

"I love you too."

Mac was right. We deserved to have time to ourselves. And we were getting there. It was just a learning curve.

A very complicated learning curve.

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✨️Requests!✨️

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Just wanted to put it out there that I'm opening requests.

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History and Awkwardness

MacGyver (Reboot): Angus 'Mac' MacGyver Word Count: 435 (T)W: Hospital, Injury, Hidden Love Request: Yes, by @playbucky "“MacGyver x reader where you have been best friends ever since childhood and you’ve both been scared to admit your feelings until one of you end up in hospital and hurt?” A/N: Sutoritaimu Archive

Although you weren’t too sure what Mac did for a living, you knew that you weren’t a fan of it, especially with the amount of times that Mac and his friends came home with an injury or ten. You also hated the fact that Mac couldn’t, or wouldn’t, tell you anything about it other than the fact that it was, allegedly, a ‘think tank’. You and Mac had grown up next door to each other back in Mission Falls and were close to each other growing up. Fortunately, that closeness survived Mac joining the army and moving to Los Angeles shortly after you had moved.

Every time you got a phone call from a hospital, Phoenix Foundation or an unknown number you had a lump in your throat and your heart would sink a little, worried that one day when you picked up the phone it was because something life-threatening had happened to Mac. Receiving a call today from a hospital-based number was no exception, this was heightened when the caller informed you that Mac had been exposed to a deadly nerve-toxin.

After you hung up the phone you shot like a bat out of hell from your work to the hospital to ensure that you were there to see him if… no when, he woke up. When you arrived at the hospital you were greeted by Matty and Jack who immediately tried to calm you down and reassure you that Mac would was fine and the medicine which the hospital had administered was working. You pushed past them both and entered Mac’s room where he was lying on the bed, unconscious, with several drips attached to his arms.

You sat on the seat next to Mac’s bed holding his hand in yours. You hated seeing him like this, in this condition. This was your best friend. The guy you’d fallen for and wouldn’t, couldn’t, admit it to. This time though, this was different. You weren’t sure if the realisation you could actually lose him was your reason for it, but you leaned forward and placed a soft, gentle kiss on his lips, trying your best to hold back tears. Looking at Mac laying on the bed you began to say all the things you never dared to say to him out loud when he was conscious. It was like the flood gates had opened.

When you finally stopped talking, you felt a slight pressure on your hand from Mac gently squeezing it. The first words out of his mouth after he gave you a sleepy, tired smile were, “Hey, Y/N? I love you too.”

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Masterlist - MacGyver

/English is not my first language. Sorry for any mistake I made./

/I do not consent to my work being published, translated or posted on any application. /

~Angus MacGyver~

-Imagines-

"You just noticed what?"

After care

Main Masterlist

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dancethroughthethunder · 2 years

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you know what, fuck it. requests OPEN. for more info check my writing masterlist!!

I’m back baby!!!

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ash5monster01 · 7 months

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Hi how are you? I don't know if you are accepting requests... but if so, I would like to ask Macgyver for something

I imagine something, where the reader is jealous of Mac with Desi or Riley, and to make matters worse for the reader, one of them ends up getting hurt, and then Mac gives her his full attention? (Riley, Desi) and the reader starts to feel super insecure and super bad...

Thankss!!

first of all the fact I have a MacGyver request right now is nothing short of amazing. with the show being over for a while now the fandom has died down quite a lot and I am happy to write for him whenever. I will also be choosing Desi for this considering I’m very anti-Desi, apologies to anyone who likes her. anyways I hope you enjoy xx

Wish It Was Me

Pairing: Angus MacGyver x Fem!Reader

Warnings: jealousy, language, angst, heartache, unreciprocated feelings, fluff, happy ending (don’t worry)

Summary: After months of pretending that his behavior doesn’t bother you, you finally find yourself getting fed up and showing your heartbreak towards the boy. He uses this as an excuse to finally confront his feelings for you.

word count: 2.4k

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Harboring a crush on the man your job required you to protect was a great work ethic tactic. In fact it was the best one you had yet. Obviously you’d protect anyone of the team but if something ever actually happened to Mac, you’d be more than upset. Quite possibly crushed. It was also a great tactic considering you were very well trained at keeping your emotions intact which meant not once had you given up the fact you had any feelings for the blonde boy at all. It was simple actually, pine for him when you were alone and protect him when you were together. Always at his 6, gun pointed and loaded. A team always and forever.

That is until Desi Nguyen came along.

Not only is she just as good as you at combat but she was also getting closer to the team and you despised that. Feelings of replacement and jealousy filling you which made you angry for experiencing such emotions at all. It started to get worse when you noticed how close Mac was getting to her. Hell when she first showed up she had caught him leaving the shower and she hadn’t been shameless about it at all. You were the only one to successfully pass her test and she acted like because of that, the two of you were friends. That made it even worse.

It started with him laughing at her jokes, then it was grabbing a coffee after work, and pretty soon it was slight touches in passing, barely noticeable, but there. It was driving you up a wall, yet you’d never show it. Not only was Mac completely clueless but Riley and Bozer as well. So when you find yourself particularly angry for being sent in the field with Mac and Desi, no one seems to pay no mind because you are a shell of stoic. Untouched by silly and childish feelings of crushes and love. You wonder if there is possibly anything that could break your cool and calm structure.

“Y/N, I need you for a minute” your heart stutters, wishing he meant it in a different way, some other way. Yet you obey, not even a glimmer of hope shining as you look in his eyes. “Hold this wire for me please”

“Better hurry guys, we’re gonna have guests soon” Desi speaks, still on guard for any unwanted visitors. You slide your gun in the holster, allowing her to cover you both as you hold the wire like Mac asked.

“Please tell me this will only blow up the bad guys and not us” you tell Mac, a sly smile on your face and he chuckles, his hand twisting with his Swiss army knife as he works on something you can’t possibly comprehend.

“I’m not making any promises” he tells you and you fight the grin that wants to crawl across your face. You want to smile at him like he hung the stars but your job was to protect, not love. Even if you wanted to you’d be afraid of doing it for competition now, even if you didn’t know how Mac felt about Desi you knew she liked him.

That point is proven when you’re interrupted by the heavy footsteps of three men. A shot is let off in the air before you have time to register that the shot was heading for Mac. Desi does her job which is the same as yours, stepping in front of the bullet, and letting it knock her to the ground. You don’t have time to think about it, you move on command, years of skill practically motorized into your being. Your gun is out your holster in seconds and you’ve shot all three men to the ground before anyone can think about it. It’s what you were built for.

“Shit Desi, are you okay?” it’s Mac’s voice that pulls you from combat mode. You turn to find he has taken position over her fallen form, both her hands and his own holding her wound tightly as she bleeds from her torso.

“Been better Mac” she tells him, voice straining like she’s clearly in pain. You see it in his eyes though. It’s what keeps you from rushing to her side as well. It was there all along and maybe he was just as good at hiding it as you or you were denial. He’s looking at her the way you would’ve looked at him if he was the one laying on that ground.

“Matty, we’re gonna need an exfil location stat. Desi has been shot” you call over on your comm’s and the worried voices from the other team members seem to make you sadder. Feeling abandoned by your team and guilty for allowing such personal feelings to make you seem so cold towards a girl who had never done anything wrong to you.

“Alright, hang in there Des. We’ll get you out of here” it’s the nickname that comes from his mouth that makes bile rise to your throat but when he cradled the girl in his arms it’s something else entirely. Pain worse than you’ve faced in the field sears through you and when Mac looks up at you, you decide it’s time to accept that this is your life now. Him and her. The real team.

What you don’t know is that Mac see’s it. The pain, it’s written clear as day across your face. It startled him for a moment because you never give anything up. A statue of a person and to see you seem so dejected is heartbreaking in a way he can’t comprehend. He knows it’s not worry for Desi, he’s sure that is inside of you somewhere, but the pain written across your face is one of longing. After months of wishing you’d reciprocate any feelings for him at all he realizes they were always there, just under the surface.

Matty pulled off an emergency extract quickly, and thankfully the debrief was quick due to worry of Desi’s condition. Everyone can tell you’re defeated, more than likely thinking it was from an unsuccessful mission. You let them, and go to your rented room in Mac’s home. For the first time in months wishing you didn’t live there. Thankful Bozer and Mac stayed back you pour yourself a heavy glass of wine, find yourself in a warm shower, and then curled on your bed in some pajamas with a book. You’re four glasses of wine deep and halfway through the book when you hear the front door open and close.

“I’m home” is called out. Mac who had been with Desi all this time. Bozer had come home hours ago, and was more than likely asleep. For the first time in a while you wished you had shut your bedroom door to avoid him, have a good night sleep in before you had to deal.

“Hey, you’re up” he’s in your doorway in seconds. You feel yourself sitting up and removing the reading glasses from your face. Mac always finds it odd seeing you like this. Curled up in a mound of blankets and pillows, the smell of fresh wine and a vanilla candle, silk sleep sets laid across your skin, hair piled high on your head. You were so soft compared to the girl in the field. The same girl he watched take down three men in lightning speed today. Now somehow you were in bed with a book. Weird how the world worked.

“Not really tired, is um. Is Desi okay?” you feel bad for not showing much interest in her well being. You just needed some time to think, some time to regain your composure.

“Last I checked yeah, I haven’t seen her for a couple of hours” he admits as he walks in. As he sits at the end of your bed you realize this isn’t uncommon. You two are still friends. No matter what you realized today.

“I thought you were with her?” you give him a puzzled look and he shrugs.

“I was, yeah. Then once I knew she was stable I went back to the Phoenix to fill out a mission report. Then Matty took advantage and got me to catch up on paperwork I’d been avoiding for a while” you can’t help the soft giggle that escapes your lips. Mac was a professional at avoiding the paperwork part of his job but every once in a while Matty could get her way.

“That’s on you for going back” you tell him and he chuckles along with you, head nodding.

“Could I ask you something?” he says once the laughter has quieted down and you find yourself getting exceptionally nervous. He can’t tell.

“Always Mac, it’s kinda my job” you tease which is true. When you were hired at the Phoenix Foundation it was literally to protect Mac in the field. You were pretty sure his name is in your exact job description.

“You’re not on the clock” he says which in a way was true but not really. It wasn’t uncommon for threats to breach your shared home, the minute that happens you’ll be protecting him then too.

“MacGyver, get to the question” you tell him even though you’d rather he walk out and never ask you any questions ever.

“Today you looked, well you never usually look like anything. But today you looked hurt, dare I say heartbroken” and you feel all the air sucked out of the room because you had shown emotions past your exterior and Mac had seen them.

“I don’t know what you mean” but you couldn’t look him in the eyes and he knew. He knew it deep in his bones.

“Look Y/N, maybe I could be wrong. That it was all just concern but if you feel anything for me the way I feel for you than that look was so much more than that” his words almost didn’t register. Your heart caught them before your head did. It was ramming against your rib cage and your head was snapping towards him because MacGyver of all people just admitted to having feelings for you.

“Feel for me?” you questioned quietly, your eyes locking on his own blue ones. You had seen Mac serious about many things before but somehow this seemed like more.

“Are you kidding me Y/N? Of course I have feelings for you. I spend all of my time with you considering we work and live together. On top of that you are always taking care of me and are the most interesting person I’ve ever met in my life. I was in love with you within a month of knowing you. Jack would always tease me about it” a small squeak left your throat at his confession. Wondering how you had never seen it before.

“Jack knew?” maybe it wasn’t the best question at the moment, but since Jack had passed it was hard to bring him up. Knowing he had passed away and there were things none of you guys got to tell him.

“Yeah, I always promised him I’d tell you how I felt one day and every day since he passed I’ve been breaking that promise more and more. So here I am not breaking it” he told you, a hand running wildly through his hair.

“What about Desi?” you wanted to make sure, needed to make sure.

“She’s just a friend. Most of the time I just flirted with her to get a reaction out of you” this was the most shocking of all. You’d expected him to say he had gained feelings for her too, but now as he sat at the end of your bed staring back at you with hopeful eyes you realized this was never the case.

“So it’s me?” you asked and a smile cracked across his face, a deep chuckle coming out as he dropped his head. His soft blonde locks dangling in front of his eyes.

“Yes Y/N. It’s always been you” he told you once he looked back up, and finally you allowed a real smile to cross your face.

“Well this is a first” you chuckled, hand reaching to grab your glass of wine. You gulped back the last sip and abandoned the empty glass, him watching you closely.

“What is?” he asked once you seemed to have your head straight.

“Having someone return the same feelings I have for them. I mean it usually never happens because I save face when it comes to emotions but here we are. You and me. In my room. Being adult and admitting things like attraction” you blabbered lightly and Mac laughed, a wide grin on his face. You suddenly had the urge to grab hold of the deep red shirt he had on, it matching the color of wine on your lips.

“So you’re admitting you like me too?” he asked and you just rolled your eyes before shoving your book out of your lap.

“Shut up and kiss me MacGyver” and he wasted no time, a devious grin crawling across his face as he moved to climb over to you. The anticipation of him getting closer seemed to take forever but finally he was face to face, arms locked on either side of you, and you took a moment to inspect every inch of him. “I have good taste”

“I do too” and then he was closing the gap between you both. Lips slotting gently against your own. His mouth was warm and soft, much different from his calloused hands. Your fingers tangled in his hair, mussing it around. Kissing him was like taking in a breath of fresh hair and pretty soon his tongue was dipping your mouth, tasting the wine left behind from your leisure afternoon. Tangling your tongue with his own you realize you could stay like this forever, just the two of you, in this room.

“It’s so not fair” you said once you broke apart, foreheads pressed together and heavy breaths panting out of both of you.

“What’s that doll?” he asked and you sighed.

“You’re good at everything else, you can’t be good at that too” and he was laughing, arms wrapping around you as he rolled over and pulled you on top of him.

“Don’t worry, I’ll show you what else I’m good at too”

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paperclipped-mongoose · 7 months

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ggumiedream · 2 months

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"The Accumulation Of Those Little Despairs Is What Makes A Person An Adult."

- Nanami Kento

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HEAR ME OUT! He has this Nanami Kento vibe. I am on my Lucas/Macgyver phase atm, I love this two sm 🥹😭

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vinnieswife · 2 years

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Hello!!! I don’t know if you still write for angus Macgyver but I was wondering if you would write a cute one shot with Mac x reader with a lot of fluff :) (maybe something with smut if you want?) no pressure ofc do whatever you’re comfortable with ;)

Have a great day/night love, thx <3

work day morning

Angus Macgyver x reader

words: 515

warnings: bad lenguage

author’s note: AAAAAA i love Mac with all my soul so here we go

As the sun rose in the sky, all possible traces of darkness were erased by its dazzling rays. Rays of light gradually penetrated the room through the curtains, illuminating it. The warmth provided a suitable environment for a person to immerse himself in wonderland. An unconscious smile formed on the face of one of the sleeping corpses until the sun alarmed it and fell directly on his face. You wrinkle your nose when you feel uncomfortable with a sudden high temperature. Tightly closed eyes struggled with every attempt to clear your vision, but to no avail. You stretch your arms out, knowing it's too late to enjoy a dream again.

Rubbing both eyes, you jump up and sit up straight, leaning against the headrest. You look out the window and see that the sky is tinged bright red with the blazing sun reminding you of the reality in which you live. You feel at ease as your gaze falls on the man lying next to you. You gaze at him fondly for a few moments before running your fingers through his blonde hair. You admire his flawless features enhanced by the angelic aura surrounding him. You smile at his soft snort, and he is gentle enough to sacrifice it. As he feels your hand on him, he half opens his eyes and looks up at you. "Are you awake?" he murmurs in a sleepy voice. You laugh at his question and crawl into the blankets and sleep beside him. And wrapping your arms around him, you replied, "Yes”

He smiles to congratulate you and yawns, puts his arm around your shoulder and wraps you leg around his waist and hugs you trying to cuddle you. As you mentally laugh at his childish actions, you push him away and make him groan. "It is already dawn, Angus Macgyver, come on up” I mentioned. He groaned, frowning angrily, "I'm not Angus to you." "Then what are you?""Love, baby,darling whatever" "Oh, really, but my love, you need to wake up, don't you?" “No," he replied, "your love wants to hold you. Please. " He pleaded with all his kindness.

Unable to refuse, you give in and hug him, making him laugh as well hug you and snuggle into your neck. You caressed his cheek and saw the glow of his face and the peace in your arms. You wrapped your arms around his neck and whispered, "Do you realize that I love you so much that I'm afraid of losing you one day?” You touch his cheek and he whispers, "Don't worry. I won't leave you so easily. In fact, I will be with you to hold you, love you and even hug you. because I love you."

You nod slightly in agreement with his words. Suddenly, .Mac stand up, almost startling you. He also stayed concerned about surprising you.

You act as you look at him and say, "Get out of bed. We're late for the morning interviews, and you need to send the reports to Matty”

"That’s right. Fuck, I'd already forgotten about that” He realized.

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Field Work - Angus MacGyver Imagine [MacGyver (2016)]

Title: Field Work

Pairing: Angus MacGyer (2016) X Reader

Word Count: 1,840 words

Warning(s): none

Summary: (Y/n) is sent into the field for the first time and is clearly out of their depth. Luckily, MacGyver is there to help with the new situation.

Author's Note: I... Listen. I watched a few episodes of this in a hotel room right before I moved into my new place and then, I started it from the beginning, and I am having a lot of fun.

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"(Y/n), you're gonna be in the field for this one."

"What?"

It felt like everyone asked the question at the same time. Matty looked around the room at all of us.

She had been discussing tracking down some war criminal, but nothing had caught me off guard quite like her telling me that I was going to be in the field.

"I'm not meant to be in the field," I said, shaking my head and scooting forward in the chair I had been sitting in.

"Well, I need you to be there," Matty shrugged.

"I'm meant to be behind the scenes-"

"This is not up for debate."

I fell silent. I felt a hand touch my shoulder as I did. I looked over at Mac, who grinned at me for a moment. I just turned back to the big screen on the wall.

"And you don't have much to worry about, Mac will be by your side the whole time."

"And why's that," Mac asked.

That's when Matty described where they thought the guy was hiding. It was a normal hotel. Well, it seemed to be normal. It seemed to be based on its reputation with couples.

My heart dropped a little bit. It was all clicking in my head. It didn't explain exactly why I needed to be in the field, but Matty refused to answer any follow-up questions. No other choice but to go along with it.

"I don't get it," I muttered as Mac pulled into the parking lot of the hotel. "Why would some hardened war criminal stay here?"

"Would your first instinct be to look for the war criminal at a fancy hotel mainly used for couple getaway trips," Mac asked.

I shrugged. He had a point.

"Alright, we've gotta make this look like we've done stuff like this a hundred times before," Mac explained as he parked. "Like it's normal for us to hold hands, be affectionate, that kind of stuff."

"I'll do my best."

"Hey," he said, tapping my knee. I looked away from the window. "You're going to be just fine. Probably a natural at this."

I rolled my eyes, trying to fight the grin on my face.

"Plus, I'll be there, and Jack'll be there. You're safe."

I nodded. "Okay."

"Stay there."

He got out of the car and jogged around to the other side. I bit back whatever scoff wanted to come out as he opened the door.

"Such a gentleman," I mumbled as I got out.

"Always."

Mac grabbed our bags, handing mine to me before wrapping his free arm around my shoulders. I almost jumped but managed to stop myself, instead just wrapping my arm around his torso and leaning my head against his shoulder.

Nothing interesting really happened for a while.

We just checked in, went back over the information we had, and went on with our day.

Mac kept me as close to his side as he could without tripping over my foot. He kept an arm wrapped around me, held my hand. I felt like I was being led around like a confused puppy.

Not that I was complaining. I was starting to believe that I could get used to being like this with him. Affectionate.

Nothing important happened until pretty late in the day. Mac and I had spent so much just walking around, trying to seem normal.

And then, we got to the pool.

It started with just surveillance. Us just keeping up our act and trying to get an eye on the target. We had pulled two of those pool chairs close to each other so we could talk without being too loud.

It was around this time that I felt a pair of eyes on me. A different pair of eyes. I looked across the pool to see a man staring at me.

Not just a man. The target.

I took a deep breath before looking over at Mac. He looked back over at me, grinning a bit at me.

I leaned over, lips brushing the shell of Mac's ear. I really needed this to not look suspicious at all.

"I have an admirer that looks oddly similar to our target," I whispered, pulling back with a smile.

My eyes darted to the side for barely a second before I focused back on Mac. His eyes followed my gaze to see the man sitting on the other side of the pool.

"I see," he muttered.

I looked around the rest of the pool. It was pretty late. Most people had cleared out at that point.

Mac grabbed my hand, pulling me closer to him. "You need to go flirt with him."

"Flirt? Mac, I don't flirt. I don't even think that I know how."

"What you were just doing-"

"Was affection. Flirting... Confident flirting... I can't do that."

His thumb grazed my knuckles. "You'll be fine. Just do what feels right. I'm sure you're a natural."

I took a deep breath before leaning over and pressing a kiss to Mac's cheek. I stood up and walked over to the hot tub nearby. I let my eyes linger on the target as I sat down.

There were a few moments where nothing happened before the target joined me in the hot tub.

"Hello," he said, leaning back against the edge, arms stretched along the top of them.

"Hi," I replied, trying to seem more nervous than I was. Like he was the reason I was so nervous. Just not in a 'he's a man that committed war crimes' kind of way.

"How are you enjoying your stay," he asked.

"It's lovely," I nodded. "Even with someone watching me from across the pool."

I tried to keep the smirk sitting on my face. Not uncomfortable. Don't make him think that he terrifies you.

"It's quite rude, y'know. Staring like that."

"I couldn't help myself."

Ew. I want to go back to Mac. He seemed to care about me being truly comfortable. This guy didn't. I think I could've shown just how much he scared me, and he wouldn't have cared.

"It's a shame someone like you was left all alone."

"Oh, I'm not alone-" I looked back to see Mac had left his seat. My eyes scanned to catch him hidden away. His face was scrunched up. He was just glaring, he looked disgusted. I would've furrowed my eyebrows if I wasn't in this situation. "Well, I guess I am."

When I turned back to the man, the guy had moved across the hot tub, a knife now being held up to my chin.

"You almost convinced me," he grumbled. "But you're acting... it's sloppy. New to the field, aren't you?"

I took a deep breath.

"And your little partner abandoned you," he continued. "Should've been more careful."

"'More careful,'" I repeated. He chuckled.

I grabbed his wrist in one hand and his throat in the other. I shoved him back, essentially slamming his back against the brick material. The hand holding his wrist only moved for long enough to force the knife out of his hand. I heard it get thrown away from us.

"I got him."

I looked up when I heard Mac's voice. I moved back, letting Mac drag him out of the hot tub and handcuff him.

I pulled myself out, jumping a bit as a towel was thrown my way. Jack was standing off to the side.

"How you feeling," he asked.

"Like I need a shower," I replied, drying myself off.

He chuckled. "I'm gonna help Mac and we'll try to get you to a good shower as soon as possible."

I just nodded.

We didn't really speak on the way back. I was more stuck in thought than anything. I couldn't shake the look on Mac's face when he saw me in the hot tub. I couldn't truly read the expression. It just stuck with me. Like some part of my subconscious knew that it was important and refused to let me forget about it until I had said something about it.

I don't think I spoke to anyone until I found Mac in the war room. He looked up from whatever he had been looking at and smiled at me.

"Look at the star of the hour," he said as he stepped over and hugged me. I hugged him back, letting my eyes close for a moment. "You did a great job. Told you that you'd be a natural."

"Thanks."

He stepped back, going to close whatever file he had been given.

"Can I ask you about something," I asked.

"Of course," he nodded.

"It's just... there was this moment... right before that guy pulled out the knife. You were watching the pair of us from off in the distance. And... something about your face stuck with me..."

I found myself struggling to put the words together. How was I meant to ask this without feeling like I was ruining things?

He chuckled. "Was it the eyes? I'm telling you, they're distracting-"

I cut him off. "You weren't jealous today... were you?"

Mac's eyes went wide for a moment, his mouth falling open a bit. For the first time ever, I was seeing Angus MacGyver speechless. I would've reveled in that more if my heart wasn't sinking.

"Mac-“

“I was,” he stopped me this time. He took a few steps forward. He was close. Too close. I was certain that he could hear my heart speeding up. “I hated watching you get so close to that guy. Even for a few minutes. All I could think about was how natural it felt to hold your hand and have you lean your head on my shoulder. And you kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear. Everything about this mission felt so… natural. Like I had been waiting for it.”

It was my turn to be speechless. I agreed. Of course, I agreed. But I didn’t know how to respond to that.

Mac’s hands found the sides of my face. He stood there silently, studying my eyes. I was doing the same to him. I reached up and touched his hands, grinning at him.

He smiled back at me before he took another step forward. I leaned in as he did, quickly pressing my lips to his. His hands moved from my face to my sides as he chuckled a bit against my lips. My hands grabbed at the fabric of his shirt, holding him as close as I could.

I slowly leaned back a few moments later. I opened my eyes to find Mac already looking at me.

"You... have nothing to be jealous of," I said quietly.

"I would be very confused if I did," he replied. I rolled my eyes, going to step back. He stopped me before I could get too far. "Nope, not yet."

I was about to say something sarcastic in response, but I didn't have a chance before he kissed me again.

I could definitely get used to this.

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Unexpected

MacGyver (Reboot): Angus 'Mac' MacGyver WordCount: 962 (T)W: Scavenger Hunt, proposals Request: Yes, by Anon, I'm sure it will be good with way! How about a happy one of Mac surprising reader with a gift everyday leading up to a marriage proposal?" A/N: Sutoritaimu Archive

When you woke up to a present on Mac’s side of the bed as opposed to your boyfriend, you assumed he had to leave early for work and it was going to be a long one, especially if he was leaving you a present. It wasn’t something he did a lot, but every once in a while, he would leave the occasional gift. You stretched, sitting up in the bed and pulling the small gift onto your lap. It was small, square shaped, wrapped in the tightest and neatest gift wrap you had ever seen. Slowly you removed the gift wrap and opened the box. Inside was a pebble. On the pebble was the date you first met each other and on the other side was the name of the beach where you met (you had both been dragged to a beach party by friends and hit it off). As random as the gesture of the pebble was, you couldn’t help but smile. You had no idea that this was the first in a line of surprised Mac had planned for you today.

Even though you and Mac had been together for a couple of years, he still found ways to surprise you and through you off your game, keep you on your toes. It was one of the things you loved about him. Once you finally managed to pull yourself out of bed and into a shower you noticed a message on the mirror which was only visible when the steam rose in the bathroom. “Y/N/N, love you, have a lovely shower without me. M x.” You couldn’t help but laugh as you got out of the shower and wrapped a body towel around yourself and flung your hair into a head towel. Once you were dressed and your hair was up in a bun (still wet because, let’s face it, you couldn’t be bothered drying it), you went downstairs to grab some breakfast.

It wasn’t until you had your breakfast and was walking toward the dining table that you noticed the big bouquet of your favourite flowers in the centre of the table with a note, “Hope you enjoyed your surprises so far, there’s still a couple more to come! M x,” you stopped eating your breakfast to look at the note with a confused expression on your face, trying to figure out what he could possibly mean. You put the note down and finished your breakfast. Throughout the day you found little things that Mac had hidden around the house for you, and if you thought that Mac’s grand treasure hunt was contained to just the house, then boy were you wrong. When you got into your car to go to the supermarket to pick up shopping you were met with more little surprises. These included, but were not limited to, paperclips which had been manipulated into; a pair of lips which had a Hershey’s Kisses wrapper around it, a mini Eiffel tower, and a heart. To most people they this would be random, but to you it represented you and Mac’s first holiday abroad, where you shared your first kiss of the holiday in the heart of Paris at the Eiffel Tower after you had tried your first Hershey’s Kiss.

By the time, Mac had gotten home that night, you had liberated one of his t-shirts from his drawers and flung on a pair of pyjama shorts, you were curled up on the couch (sofa) watching Disney movies and drinking a chocolate milkshake. You looked up when you heard Mac enter the sitting room. You stood up to kiss him and was shocked instead when he pulled away after giving you a quick peck on the lips, and he instead dropped to one knee in front of you, holding a little read box in his hands. “Y/F/N, for the past couple of years you’ve been my rock, the one person who keeps me grounded when I feel like I’m falling. I honestly don’t know how I would have survived some of the hardest moments in my life without you being by my side, supporting me no matter what I do. Y/F/N, would you do me the greatest honour of becoming my wife?” Both you and Mac’s eyes were wet by the time he had finished, you looked at him, speechless. “Y/N, you’re making me kinda nervous, will you say something? Please?” You looked at Mac with tears in your eyes, “Yes, yes, yes. Obvcourse I will Mac!” you smiled widely and fell to your kneed in front of Mac, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him passionately, only pulling away for Mac to place the ring on your finger, which you realised was your birth stone. You heard Riley and Matty squeak behind Mac and saw them both, along with Jack and Bozer, standing at the entrance to the sitting room with huge smiles on their faces.

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BONUS:

For your birthday, which fell a couple of months after Mac proposed to you, Mac surprised you with a little puppy to symbolise the new start you were both about to begin together. That was around three months ago, when the puppy padded over to Mac pawing at his collar, Mac thought that perhaps the collar was a little too tight now and he would have to adjust it, what he didn’t expect was to find a long box to be attached to the puppy’s collar with his name written on it. Mac heard you call the puppy back to you and looked to you confused. You just nodded to him, smiling widely while playing with the puppy. What he expected even less was to open the box to be met with a pregnancy test which read ‘positive’.

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