Summary:A collection of letters Mac has sent you while he’s in the army.
letter 1 | first week in the army
Dear beautiful,
The first week has been both challenging and interesting. It feels like 100 degrees out here and disarming bombs has it’s fair amount of nerves and pressure. But I don’t want you to worry, (even though I know you will) because I’m okay. Oh, did I tell?. The sergeant assigned me a new partner, his a real piece of work, I don’t know how I’m going to work with him. His name is Jack Dalton and while his not the brightest tool in the box, I’ll admit his a damn good solider.
I know this isn’t exactly easy for you. And I can’t imagine how you must be feeling. But I promise that I’m going to do everything in power to make it back to you safely. I know that might not be the greatest comfort, after all their just words scribbled down on a piece of paper. So while I can’t give you a hug, or even kiss those perfect lips of yours, I want you to remember that I love you. Remember that when times are tough, remember that when you can’t sleep and remember that when you count down the days until I come home to you. And I will come home to you. Because there is nothing more in this world that I want then to see your beautiful face, hold you close and hear your voice.
Only 12 months to go, baby. I know we can make it.
Love always,
Angus Macgyver
letter 2 | birthday
Dear beautiful,
By the time you get this letter the day would have either gone by or not yet come around. Either way Happy Birthday!. I’ll admit it kills me that I can’t be there when you wake up to shower you in kisses and love. But I know that you’ll have the most amazing down regardless. I want you to promise that you’ll enjoy the day, smile and know that I’m always thinking of you.
I asked Bozer to come by and keep you company, even cook you a wonderful meal. And while this may not be the most lavish birthday gift, I meet this talented women who hand makes such beautiful bracelets, so I got you one. I just hope it makes it to you, if not then I’ll bring one home.
I love you.
Remember, smile and have the best time on your birthday. Because the last thing I want you to be is sad.
Only 7 months to go, baby. I know we can make it.
Love always,
Angus Macgyver
letter 3 | valentines day
Dear beautiful,
That photo you sent wearing your birthday dress, wow!. God, you’re really trying to drive me crazy.
By the way I hope you got the roses I told Bozer to deliver?. And I know you hate valentines day, and as usually I never listen because you
deserve to be spoiled, and no matter how many miles is in between us
that’ll never change.
Today has been a bit rough, Jack accidentally stepped on a pressure plate. Had to save his ass, but that’s nothing new. And before you panic we’re both fine. After his brush with death his been different, to my surprise we’re getting along. I hope once this tour ends you can meet him, I think you two will like each other.
Before I forget how did that big meeting go?. They’d be idiots not to promote you, after all my girl is quite talented. We’re about to head out and I promise to be careful and safe. I love you.
Only 4 months to go, baby. I know we can make it.
P.S – When I get home I want you wear that dress, so I can slowly take it off.
Love always,
Angus Macgyver
letter 4 |
anniversary
Dear beautiful,
Everyday I wake up a lucky man, and
today is no different. We’re miles apart but that still hasn’t changed
how I feel about you. These last two years have been absolutely amazing.
Who knew that shy girl at M.I.T who ended up being paired with me all
year, would turn out to be the most important part of my life.
I’m
so glad you’re loving the bracelet and when I get back we’re going to
celebrate our anniversary (I got a couple of ideas in mind). And don’t
worry we won’t be spending it in bed all day, even though I know you’d
enjoy that. After all you can’t resist this handsome face. On a serious
note, I never want you to doubt how important you are to me. Two years strong and a lifetime to go!.
I’m
afraid I have to cut this letter short, Jack is calling me to get my
ass in the vehicle. Oh and speaking of Jack, we’re getting along much better
now. His still a pain in the ass but I’m learning a lot from him, and
I’m teaching him a few things too.
Happy anniversary,
beautiful. I love you and I can’t wait to get back and celebrate, just
you and me.
Only 1 month to go, baby. I know we can make it.
Love always,
Angus Macgyver
letter 5 | coming home
Dear beautiful,
My last letter, I can’t believe I’m coming home this month. It all feels surreal, but I’m so ready to catch that plane and see your face. My experience in the army has taught me a lot. How to be a better solider, better friend, but more importantly a better man.
You asked me before I left about our future and I know it wasn’t fair for me to put that on hold. But I’m ready to start our lives together. So much so that I want you to move in with me. I know it’s a crappy way to ask, but I don’t want to wait anymore. You can give me your answer once I’m home, but I hope it’s a yes.
By the way, Jack has heard some pretty incredible things about you. His made me promise to introduce you two. He may be a little too excited once I told him that you could beat him in an arm wrestling contest. He told me to tell you that he’ll beat your ass. In saying that, kick his ass, baby.
I’ve got one last mission to go on, but after that I’m done. And there is nothing stopping me from coming home. I love you so fucking much.
“Then go get a life”. You said, taking the seat beside Rebekah.
“That’s been a bit hard to do, darling. You know since I’ve been stuck in a box for centuries”.
“Feel free to go back if you like. I’m sure Nikalus has a spare dagger somewhere”.
Kol vamped over, face to face with you, his breath on your skin. “Or we can find a spare dagger for you”.
“But then who would provide you with entertainment?”.
“I’m sure I’ll manage just fine without you”.
“Perhaps the two of you could stop being children and admit there’s feelings”. Rebekah chimed in, grinning at the display of noticeable sexual tension.
Both put pulled a disgusted face, the thought of any feelings for each other was enough to send your stomach spiraling. Rebekah suppressed the urge to laugh, while Klaus did a poor job in hiding his smile behind the painting he was working on.
“Brother, you own me at least a few centuries of fun, care to join me for a drink?”.
“Fine, but only to save you from further embarrassing yourself”.
Mystic Grill
Two whiskey’s in hand, to anyone else it was just two brothers sharing an afternoon beverage. What they weren’t aware of that a few feet away stood real life vampires, ones plucked straight out of myths and books, looking normal and non-threatening.
“This thing between you and-”.
“Niklaus I may have been asleep for a few good centuries, but don’t think I won’t kick your ass for finishing that sentence”.
Klaus held his hands up in defense, “I have no doubt. But that energy would be better spent elsewhere, perhaps on a certain beautiful woman who is equally keen on you as you are on her. Just something to think about, brother”.
It was welcome change to have the house to yourself. A century with the Mikaelson’s, as much as you loved them, had the ability to send you stir crazy. Especially Kol who had a special gift for pushing your buttons.
Admiring Klaus’ paintings you remembered the first time he taught you how to paint. You were awful. An unsteady hand and no patience were the recipe for disaster. So from then on you sat and watched Klaus paint, he’d even explain the meaning behind some of them. It not only gave you a chance to create a stronger bond with the hybrid, but also a deeper insight to who he was.
“He certainly has a talent for it”.
“It’s a shame that the same can’t be said about you”.
His jaw tightened for a split second, turning into a signature Mikaelson smirk. “Darling, unlike Niklaus I can work more then a paint brush”.
“All talk and no action, your specialty”.
“Don’t test me, love”.
“Why, does Kol Mikaelson not work well under pressure?”.
You felt your back hit a hard surface – Kol’s dresser. His brown eyes, if possible, became twice the darker shade. And even if you wanted to stop your body from reacting, it now had a mind of it’s own.
“Just say the word, love. And I’ll gladly show you what I can do”. His lips touched your neck, enough to send an electric surge through your veins.
“Don’t think this changes anything between us”.
“I wouldn’t dream of it, darling”.
Pushing him onto the bed sheets, years of history determining the actions of tonight.
And instead of bickering, you listened to the one sound that doesn’t lie – each other’s heartbeats.
Not only did he look different, but there was something about him that changed during those months in Niagara. He wasn’t your Mac anymore. He was someone else’, and not one part of you knew how to process that new found information.
“Here, let me take your bag”.
“I got it”.
Mac blocked the stairwell to the jet, taking the few extra minutes as Jack talked on the phone to finally have a one-on-one conversation with you. “Since when?. You hate carrying your bag”.
“Yeah, well. Things change”.
“What is that suppose to mean?”.
“Nothing, forget it”.
Within seconds Mac occupied the chair opposite, and your view of the runway suddenly became the most interesting piece of scenery you’d ever seen. He whispered your name, his soft tone layered with a plea to look at him. “Talk to me”.
“Why?. I already know what you’re going to say”.
“Oh yeah, what’s that?”. He said, narrowing his eyes. “Come on, if you know me so well, prove it”.
“You left, Mac. But that’s not even the part that hurts. It’s that you fell in love with someone else. So when I tell you I love you, you’re going to tell me you have no idea what to say. Or that even if I told you sooner the timing wasn’t right. Or that you don’t feel the same”.
Flickering your eyes up, you met his blank stare.
“And even though your home, this isn’t where your heart is anymore”.
After the tiresome mission infiltrating a top of the notch security filled mansion, you relished in the tranquility of soft music and a warm shower. Running a hand over the steamed up mirror, you took a breath.
“I thought me telling you to abort coming upstairs was a pretty clear instruction to follow”. Mac pressed his hands on the wall, taking a peak to determine if the coast was clear.
“Riley needed a few more minutes to extract the data from his phone. And we would of gotten it if you didn’t feel the need to come save me, and do your part in making sure he stayed downstairs”.
“I can’t believe you’re blaming me”. He said, letting out a throaty chuckle.
“I had this, but you wouldn’t listen”.
“You’re the one who hasn’t been listening to me since we got off the plane, so don’t turn this around on me“. He sighed, lowering his voice. “I get you’re mad, but taking those feelings out on the field is dangerous”.
Leaning as far back as you could, it still made no difference.
“I can never be mad at you, Mac. I realized that after you left. I wanted to be, but I-I just couldn’t”.
Jumping at the sound of the doorbell, your eyes darted to the time. It was way to late or in this case early for any visitors.
“You’re wrong”.
“Excuse me?”. Tightening the robe around your frame, frowning at his random outburst.
“If you’d told me you loved me, I wouldn’t of ignored it or said I didn’t feel the same way”.
“Mac, you don’t need to make me feel better”.
“I’m not. I’m telling you that my heart is here, with you”. Wishing you were close enough to grab something, Mac, yet again, came to your rescue. “Those few months in Niagara were great to forget all about my dad being Overwatch. But just like you couldn’t be mad at me for leaving, I couldn’t forget you".
“Seemed to me like you did a pretty good job”.
His thumb followed your collarbone,outlined your lips and lingered on your chin. “My relationship with Nasha isn’t as serious as you think it is”.
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I know Tumblr tends to be very US-centric, but there is something happening in my country that I absolutely have to share.
Soon, Brazil will host presidential elections. These are the first elections since the impeachment of our last president Dilma Rouseff.
The leading candidate is currently Jair Bolsonaro. Bolsonaro is a man who has made racist, sexist, and homophobic claims such as, “I would rather my son die in a car accident than be gay,” and, “my sons would not date black women as they were well educated.” He even said to a woman that she was, “so ugly” that she, “didn’t even deserve to get raped.”
A few decades ago, when Brazil was under a military dictatorship, the government tortured many people for speaking out against the regime. Bolsonaro has said that, “their only mistake was not killing those people.”
However, something incredible has been happening.
A movement called Mulheres Unidas Contra Bolsonaro (Women United Against Bolsonaro) has been surfacing. The hashtag #EleNão (#NotHim) has been getting popular and gaining international attention.
Yesterday, women all over Brazil (and the world!) protested against Bolsonaro.
Here are some pictures.
São Paulo, Brazil:
Rio de Janeiro, Brazil:
Ilhéus, Brazil:
Cuiabá, Brazil:
Porto Alegre, Brazil:
Brazilians living abroad also joined the protests!
Zurich, Switzerland:
Madrid, Spain:
Melbourne, Australia:
New York City, US:
Protests occurred in over 62 cities around the world.
Even if you’re not Brazilian, please share this post! Show your support and raise awareness of the movement!
Check your voter registration. If you have any mutuals in Texas, specifically, inform them of the need to check their voter registrations but they are trying to pull this crap all over the country. Check your voter registration early, and check it often.
Hank Green + his friends made a whole YouTube channel dedicated to videos explaining how to vote in every. single. state. None of them are longer than three and a half minutes. Deadlines to register are fast approaching in a lot of places so it’s incredibly important that everyone is well informed about what they need to do in order to exercise their right and make their voice heard. Go forth, America. Show up for what you believe in. Make good choices. Please.
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