#Pero Tovar drabble

[angelickks]

PEDRO  PASCAL⁷⁷⁷

                                               (  UPDATED  ;  JULY  2025)

ANGEL  NUMBER  SYSTEM 

୨୧  222  —  fluff,  comfort,  love ୨୧  333  —  smut  /  divine  sin ୨୧  444  —  safety,  softness,  healing ୨୧  555  —  angst,  change,  ache ୨୧  777  —  favorites  /  divine  timing ୨୧  888  —  headcanons  /  rambles

𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎  "𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐄"  𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒,  𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐄  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐑ᯓ  ᡣ𐭩  "we  gotta  fly  over  the  fuckin'  andes,  man"

bf!francisco  "frankie"  morales  x  controversially  young  gf!reader⁸⁸⁸

𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐄  𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒ᯓ  ᡣ𐭩  “daddy  is  a  state  of  mind”

play  this  while  you  ruin  me  -  drabble  series³��³

𝐉𝐎𝐄𝐋  𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑,  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓  𝐎𝐅  𝐔𝐒ᯓ  ᡣ𐭩  “that  is  so  goddamn  stupid”

01.  les³³³

i owe you a black eye and two kisses ³³³

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘  𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐎,  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒ᯓ  ᡣ𐭩  "you  want  a  drink?"

02.  off  to  the  races³³³

𝐉𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑  𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐀ᯓ  ᡣ𐭩  "this  cat  is  dea.  mark  my  words  it  will  get  justice"

03.  norman  fucking  rockwell³³³

heaven’s  just  one  step  behind,  follow  me  —  altar  (pinned)  —  halo  etiquette  (rules  nʻ  such)  —  divine  directory  (main  mlist)

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[nerdieforpedro]

One Failed Search - Security Log Drabbles

Part of the Secret Springs Creative Shenanigans

Frankie Morales x Chloé Thomas (plus size AFAB OFC)

My entire masterlist and blog are for readers 18+ MDNI. I do not consent to my work being used in AI, recommended on TikTok, borrowed or plagiarized.

Summary: Lieutenant Chloé Thomas is trying to investigate Frankie Morales - the Harvey Air pilot that she can barely find information on. It does not go well, or perhaps it did?

Warnings: Jokes and puns, fluff, food reference, very bad nicknames, an angry and flexible York, implied smut? (That came early), double M’s, our pilot being a menace, lots of ass and sass, a sprinkle of Spanish, anxiety, crime listings

Word Count: over 2.3k (Drabble? I mean, it’s what I told myself originally.)

Notes: I decided to make it a personal log because that made me giggle the most, I apologize in advance @secretelephanttattoo but you do have two M’s so we’ll call it even. Possible guest mentions (they didn’t ask and neither did I but I thought of them and then stuck cute things in the graphic so here we are) of @goodwithcheese @maggiemayhemnj and @tinytinymenace

You’ll find yourselves. 😎 ❤️❤️❤️

Thanks to @megamindsecretlair and @soft-persephone for listening to me babble about it. @angelofsmalldeath-codeine & @fhatbhabiee for the Spanish. I may use what I asked later.

Main Masterlist/ Frankie Morales Masterlist

My name Chloé Thomas - head of Top Flight Security for the Secret Springs resort. I would write this out but the thought of annoying York with the sound of my voice delights me greatly. I’m starting my little bit of fun now. That's funny because my code name used to be siren because…wait.

Anyway, I’ve just finished messaging York again about final preparations for security of the Secret Springs resort. He is still refusing the red short-shorts, I told him that the guys work out to stay fit, why can’t they show it off a little? We might even want to think about a calendar at some point, this was a joke, but Dave got mad. I told him he could put a pair to sport around for his Lady Gouda Cheese and he promptly messaged me back in all caps, “DO NOT MENTION HER AT ALL. I WILL NOT HAVE YOU GIVING HER IDEAS!!!” He used all sorts of angry emojis but I know that he’d do it for her. He also said not to call her that nickname but it’s a fancy cheese. I think. She also has a thing about ties and leather jackets. I never gave her ideas. He blames me, but she tells me what she has him do. I didn’t know York was that flexible. Good for him I say, also it explains why he doesn’t want anyone touching his neck.

Everyone has their kinks. Mine seems to be voices and hands. A strange combination. I also found another one - broad men.

Correction - this is about one such man. The pilot of this charter plane for Harvey Air. I swear it was only because I couldn’t find any information on him other than his name, his date of birth, nationality and current address. It sounds like plenty but I’m usually able to see past work history, convictions or court cases, financials and such. He has none. It’s all blacked out. Dave said he vetted him but it’s still strange. The mayor’s Pooka Shells (her main squeeze Marcus Pike) and Silver Rim (her second squeeze Marcus Moreno - they’re still workshopping his code name. She said she would let me know the final one. Gotta tell the difference between those Marcus’s) both vouch for this man.

It makes me more curious, which is why I spoke very kindly to the flight attendant and she let me slide by into the cockpit. I think she was too busy trying to flirt with a man who had been wearing a flannel shirt but took it off and now he’s in a white t-shirt. We haven’t taken off yet and the pilot isn’t here so I poke around, maybe there’s a clue.

I’m caught red handed, bent over laying on my stomach over the seat because I’m too damn short, trying to reach a small duffle bag next to the pilot’s chair. “Can I help you Miss? And careful standing up, you might give me more of a show than you already are.”

I freeze, embarrassed that I’m not only caught but might have my ass out. Mayor El said, ‘Wear a dress, you’ll look pretty in pink.’ I mean, yes I do and I love how I look in fuchsia but I don’t want to show the man my cheeky undies, no matter how much I like that they’re peach and match my bralette. I lean back and put a hand carefully on the control panel? I forgot to ask him what it’s actually called. I don’t stand up yet because I feel a little too much air on the back of my thighs and it feels like he could already see my drawers or will be soon.

“I’m going to reach under your arms and lift you up. That alright Miss?” The pilot asks and I agree. I’m horrified, how he’s going to be touching me and feeling my arms. He might not even be able to and then we’re both going to be on the floor in this cramped space and might delay the flight. God I’m going to hear about this from the Mayor, York and everyone. His tone thus far has been one of concern, I’m not sure why, I was trying to go through his stuff. To be honest, I kinda just want to lie here and not face him, I’ve never had a good poker face and I’ll likely have my mouth open from his resonant voice. My body is a different type of tense now.

Surprisingly, I’m up on my feet while I’m still working out how I’m going to get off the floor when we both fall. We did not. His hands are sitting underneath my arms for a few moments before he retracts them. I turn to face him and it’s horrible. Just the worst possible outcome.

One of his large hands is on his chin. He’s wearing a hat that says, ‘Standard Heating Oil’ and it’s covering onyx curls that frame his face and circle the back of his neck. Stroking the scruff on his cheeks, he asked me a question and I could only respond, “Run that by me again please.” His eyes are the color of my favorite flavor - chocolate. Damn it all to hell. His scant file did not have a photo, he is a beautiful man who has a slight scowl on his face.

He sighs and repeats, “I said I’m the pilot and is there a reason you’re in my seat trying to get my bag?” Very good question. Important question. At this point, I should have gave it a moment and then responded but I did not. Because, well I am me.

“I didn’t know pilots came that broad or strong. What do they feed you? Sure it isn’t some deluxe hearting oil?” There have been many moments in life where I have wanted to hide under a blanket or lock myself in a room. This is a whole new level and I need to be in a padded room. The only blessing is that instead of kicking me out of the cockpit, he laughs. I’m not embarrassed, I’m way past that. Who needs shame when his entire face has brightened? Good thing my emotions tend to change quickly.

The booming sound of his laugh coupled with him throwing his head back and holding his chest, enables me to have a small grin. I’ve made him laugh, I might be able to distract him a bit more. Slowly, I move toward the door and at his side. Frankie steps past me and picks up his bag. It has his wallet, a guide book to the Secret Springs, cell phone and a water bottle. “Am I cleared Lieutenant?” His question makes my eyebrows raise, he has a shit-eating grin. “I know you’re in charge of security. Both Marcus’s told me.” Pooka Shells and Chrome Rim or Silver Dollar - whatever the Mayor actually calls him, I’ll shake the both of them when I get there.

“I see. So they told you my title, did they tell you my name Francisco?” I cross my arms and lean my weight back on my right leg. A stance I use when I’m trying to seem pissed, really I’m hiding my shock. Apparently, I truly am easy to read and he puts the bag down and his hands up. Messing me, I might be a bit pissed now.

“Surprisingly, they did not. Said you’d get mad if they mentioned it. They weren’t supposed to know your name is but it was…teased out of the Mayor. Not sure which one did it.” My hands are over my face. Dammit Mayor….bad enough they know and they can get information out of you. It should be fine, maybe. That’s something I’ll need to follow up on.

“Just, not everyone needs to know. We’re going to have plain clothes guards to ensure safety at the resort. I’ll go back to my seat now. Sorry for trying to look through your things. I don’t like unknowns. Your file was scant and even though the double M’s, York and the Mayor said things were fine-“

“You trust but verify. Understandable. More people should. Well lieutenant,” Morales crosses his arms and takes a step toward me. “You’re welcome to sit in here with me. I can fly this bird without your help, but you seem interesting company teniente (Lieutenant).” His sizable palm pats the backrest of the co-pilot’s seat and snort. Why did I snort?! I avoid that even when I laugh really hard. Dangerous, but I sat down anyway. I was invited after all.

The flight over is smooth as butter, with the exception of a spot of turbulence and landing the plane, I didn’t notice the time go by accept it was too short. And that Frankie mutters while on the ascent and descent and it nearly has me arching my back in my seat. Thankfully I did have a silver of composure and fiddled with my headphones. All the guests are off the plane so I exit with Frankie and the flight attendant who is despondent that Surly Flannel (I didn’t call him this to his face. His resting face is a disapproving glare) has not agreed to see her after disembarking. Instead, he meets a woman who’s holding a boom box and they laugh about a flower. I didn’t get to hear what kind.

The Mayor competes her speech with one Marcus on each side, everyone is excited and there don’t seem to be any reports of thief, violence or the like so far. People are just having fun. It’s nice and peaceful. Where do I go now? I’m in this pretty dress with no where to go for the afternoon.

I mill around the security HQ and decide to explore in the evening when it’s cooled off a bit.

But of course the pilot finds me. “You still on duty lieutenant?” He’d been wearing a simple red shirt and cargo pants with fifty pockets on them earlier. Now he was on a white tank almost silk looking shirt with pink shorts that hit just above his knee. If they were a little higher, I’d be able to see a bit more thigh…

“Always on duty. Are you enjoying yourself so far Francisco?” I ask mainly to distract myself and focus on his face instead of looking down at his shorts. I was transparent about it so I’m sure he noticed. I need to be away from him, I’m just going to keep raking over his body with my eyes and it’s not right. But also…it’s not fair that he looks and smells amazing.

“Yup. Scrounging up people for the bar and the games.” The bar part fits, picturing him pouring drinks and shaking that silver mix cup thing with his arms flexing, biceps curling that devilish grin on his face. I meant to exhale but didn’t open my mouth and just hummed. I can normally present like a sane person, he makes my brain short circuit.

This is the first time I’ve seen Frankie react besides laughing. Humming is pretty weird and I’ve only met him today. “Why games at the bar? The drunk people should be enough to handle.” It sounds like a horrible combination and ripe for problems. I don’t need to go to this bar or any bar with him.

He shifts his weight and tilts his head. Then holds his hand out, “Come see teniente (lieutenant). Judge for yourself.” I shouldn’t have taken this hand, more like I couldn’t help it. I’m weak against that grin of his. Morales has charmed many a person with curling lips like that.

Now Frankie is pouring the drinks and I’m on the outskirts of a twister game that is all giggles and ass. There’s a darts game going on in the corner, a lady keeps trying to start karaoke but three of the other local shop owners keep unplugging her microphone. There one man with a scar on over his eye, shirtless and has a woman and her dog who has an adorable rainbow collar on and curls almost as fluffy as Frankie’s sitting in his lap as he drinks out of a chalice.

Where did he get a chalice? Should there be darts over there? Who brought a karaoke machine in here? Why do the twister people have no pants? Like all have nice asses but everything is overwhelming and the two blueberry mint juleps I’ve had are not helping.

Squeezing through a row of cheeks I’m not sure how I ended up in the middle of, I am back at the bar and Frankie has his hand resting in the palm of his hand. “Teniente (Lieutenant), you ever relax? You seem on edge. Have some fun and maybe another drink.” I ordered a mojito this time, change it up a bit. The bar stool I had to hop up on so my feet are hanging. Seeing the bartending pilot at eye level has me clear my throat and swallowing my own spit. My mouth is watering. I need to grip something and there’s only the bar counter. My hands flat against the surface keeps me from floating away.

“Like I said, I’m still on duty. Water please after this drink.” He pours me some on ice to have after my mojito. I remember drinking it. There was some sort of music and he was holding my hand or was holding his. Then my hand was on his chest. I think we were dancing and he switched out with someone so he could come from behind the bar.

I awoke in a room that wasn’t mine and was able to make it back in time for the morning security briefing with the double M’s, York and the Mayor. It did not help that I was wearing the same dress from yesterday. There were lingering looks, but no one asked.

Thankfully, York has agreed to wipe the video if I never mention red shorts again. It’s a great loss, but I concede. Hanging over a concrete barrier is never a good look, thankfully Frankie helped me down, but what was I trying to do? Was it that bad that I blocked it out?

Ending day one log:

Violence - None

Public intoxication - Three (sadly I was one of them)

Public Nudity - Five (not as many as I expected)

Destruction of Property - One (I don’t remember that either)

Injuries: Minor = six, Major = none

Chloé’s well-being: took majors blows but might recover TBD

Security Log Two

[freakrenaissance]

Protective hotties. My favorite thing, EVER. This whole collecting of drabbles is simply delicious 😌

A drabble Masterlist for

A/N: My brain can't handle full fics so I'm trying to work through it by writing drabbles for this prompt 😌

Dave York

Oberyn Martell

Javier Peña

Pero Tovar

Javi Gutierrez

Din Djarin

Matt Murdock

Frankie Morales

Bruce Wayne

John Wick

Dream of the Endless

Dieter Bravo

Frank Castle

[berryispunk]

⊹₊��⋆ Hi, I’m Berry and I accidentally built a whole emotional universe around one broken man ⊹₊⟡⋆ This masterlist is mostly Frankie Morales; soft chaos, poetic regret and smut with feelings. Sometimes it’s healing & sometimes it hurts like hell. Either way he always lingers.

If you're into longing, slow burns, and love that refuses to be quiet... you’re exactly where you’re meant to be.

✧ Welcome to the ache. Bring tissues. ✧

🤍 Start Here 🤍

new? confused? here’s your starter pack:

⋆ Reader-favorite: “Slow Motion” —Best friends. Always there, never quite enough. He broke your heart without ever knowing he held it—until everything fell apart, and the only person he wanted was the one he pushed away. (one-shot)

⋆ My personal fav: “Like A Song Stuck In My Head” — This story isn't about happy endings. It’s about almosts. About the kind of love that brands you and ruins you and lives in you even long after. (finished series)

find me here as well : Ao3 , Twitter & Instagram

emoji key: 💔 Angst 🔥Smut ☁️ Fluff 🩹 Hurt/Comfort click on titles for direct access !

Francisco Morales 🤍

Series

What Burned Between Us x (brothers best friend x ofc) (ongoing) 💔 🩹 Series Masterlist

Complete Mess (xf! reader) (finished) ☁️💔🔥

I Stole Your Heart, You Stole My Life

You Make Me A Complete Mess **

She Keeps His Shirt, He Keeps His Word **

Rain Down on Me (xofc reader) (finished) 💔🔥☁️ Series Masterlist

Like A Song Stuck In My Head (rockstar! Frankie) (finished) 💔☁️ Main Navigation

Nothing You Can Do Will Save Me (priest! Frankie x ofc) (paused) 💔🔥☁️ Series Masterlist

One-Shot's

How To Fall In Love- Your Guide To The Perfect Meet-Cute ☁️

Mouth(y) Confessions 🔥

10 Minutes 🩹💔

Love Cracks Through Tiny Spaces 🔥💔

Under The New Year's Sky ☁️

Eres Mi Vida 💔

Tidal Wave 🔥

Grocery Shopping 🔥

What I Didn't Say 🩹

Insomniacs 🩹

Your Home’s Only a Town You’re a Guest In 🔥🩹 💔

A Little Extra Care 🔥

What’s Left 🩹 💔

Just for Now 🩹

Blurred Lines 💔

When Words Fail, Let Me Stay 🩹

Everything But Us 🔥💔

Haunted by You (1/2) & What Lingers (2/2) 💔

Slow Motion 💔🩹☁️

What It Feels Like 🔥

All In ☁️

Where You Left Me 💔

Poetry in a Room Full of Noise (1/2) & Serendipity (2/2) ☁️

In The Wake of Our Ruins 🔥💔

Insatiable 🔥

Stars Above, Us Below ☁️🔥

The Way You See Me (1/2) & The Way I See You (2/2) ☁️ 💔🩹

Chicken Soup ☁️🩹

Just For The Record ☁️

Thunder 🩹💔

More Than This 🔥

Did You Have Fun? 🔥

Don‘t Let You Go ☁️

Heatwave 🔥

Borrowed Time 🔥💔

Midnight Miles 🔥

Drabble Challenge 11/24 (finished)

to find under the tag #glimpsesofus

Other works

101 Reasons To Love Francisco Morales

In The Depth Of You

Build Up Walls

Francisca the Fierce

Sundress

Mouthful of Worship

🎞️ Other Pedro Characters 🤍

Kermit - Late Nights 🔥 ⟡ Cream and Sugar, Baby ☁️🔥

Javi Gutierrez - The Art Of Giving ☁️ ⟡ Under The Surface ☁️

Oberyn Martell - Happy Accidents ☁️

Pero Tovar - By The Fire ☁️

[letsgobarbs]

You can find my fics on AO3 as well. Please leave a comment and reblog to show some love <3

❃ MARCUS ACACIUS

❥ SERIES (◉ Completed, ◎ Ongoing)

➙ His Priestess: Marcus Acacius x F!Reader.

◉ Marcus Acacius finds his life spared at the behest of a Vestal Virgin who faces unimaginable consequences for challenging the Emperors. Accused of unchastity and sentenced to a live burial, Acacius follows his saviour through her last night in this world. He knew the Gods could be merciless, but to tempt him with love before ripping her away from him was an act of cruelty he had not imagined. 

➙ His Young Wife: Marcus Acacius x F!Reader.

◎ A spin-off series of His Priestess. An alternate life of Acacius and his anaticula, where she never became a Vestal and they married young.

❥ MOODBOARDS

➙ Marcus Acacius | Jodha Akbar (2008)

❃ HARRY CASTILLO

❥ SERIES (◉ Completed, ◎ Ongoing)

➙ A FOOL'S TRIP: Harry Castillo x Wife!Reader.

◎ Just as Harry Castillo is about to divorce his wife, who is obsessively in love with him, he begins to hear her thoughts. And she doesn't seem to be as enamoured with him as she had led him to believe.

➙ The Oracle: Coming soon...

❃ DAVE YORK

❥ SERIES (◉ Completed, ◎ Ongoing)

➙ Homecoming: Dave York x Queer, Muslim!Reader.

◎ Just like any other war, coming home was no easy feat. He had returned from his fight with McCall more broken, lost and alone than ever before. He'd lost his friends, his brothers. His family had moved on with their lives. With both his legal and not-so-legal jobs on hold, he finds purpose, direction and an anchor in Maryam. She is the bright spot in a world he has stopped caring about, and far too sweet and innocent for the likes of him. Dave is nothing if not a selfish man, and he will find a way to bottle his personal ray of sunshine— if only he can convince her to take a chance on her friend’s ex-husband.

❃ PERO TOVAR

❥ SERIES (◉ Completed, ◎ Ongoing)

➙ A Groom On The Bride Train: Hard of Hearing!Pero Tovar x Facially scarred, F!Reader.

◎ Short of employment opportunities in a cold winter, Pero decides to interview for the servant's post advertised on the tavern wall— a decision that lands him abducted and bundled into a wagon full of women, bound for a mysterious town where he is supposed to be married.

❃ JACK DANIELS

❥ SERIES (◉ Completed, ◎ Ongoing)

➙ Christmas With Jack And Marley: Jack Daniels x F!OC.

◉ Agent Whiskey invites himself to Agent Gin’s family Christmas celebration as a cover for a very important mission. He only has a day, just until the Christmas Gala Dinner, to complete his mission. But will he be able to complete his mission? And evade discovery? Especially with Gin’s niece watching him too closely over Christmas Eve.

❥ DRABBLES

➙ Retired!Whiskey x Neighbour!Reader

❃ TIM ROCKFORD

❥ SERIES (◉ Completed, ◎ Ongoing)

➙ Love, Marriage & Affairs: Tim Rockford x F!Reader.

◉ Convinced your husband doesn’t want you, you turned to Jack for some help. The situation unravels and all secrets come to light.

❃ OBERYN MARTELL

❥ ONE-SHOTS

➙ The Little Bunny: Modern!Oberyn Martell x F!Reader

Oberyn Martell fucks his little bunny in front of a room full of men.

❃ JOEL MILLER

❥ ONE-SHOTS

➙ Woodworking: Carpenter!Joel Miller x Reader x Lumberjack!Logan Howlett.

Just smut. You forgot to place an order with the local lumberjack that your boss Joel has asked you to. Logan takes a little fee to expedite your order; Joel doesn't like that Logan got to you first.

❥ DRABBLES

➙ Joel Miller x Black, Muslim!Wife

➙ Sunflower Proposals: Joel Miller x F!Reader.

➙ Joel Miller with his family...

➙ Old Man!Joel Miller x Reader

❃ JAVIER PEÑA

❥ ONE-SHOTS

➙ The Plant Nanny: Javi P x GN!Reader.

Fluffy and sweet. Javier Peña fails to keep up with his New Year’s Resolution and reminisces about life with his sweetheart after quitting the DEA.

➙ Sari In A Bar: Coming soon...

❥ DRABBLES

➙ Javier Peña x Muslim!Reader

❃JAVI GUTIÉRREZ

❥ ONE-SHOTS

➙ Crying Cryptids and Canoodling Cupids: Javi Gutiérrez x Plus Size F!Reader.

Javi G has a very bad day and accidentally makes his soulmate cry. Meet ugly.

❥ DRABBLES

➙ The Apple Orchard: Javi Gutiérrez x F!Reader

➙ Javi G x F!Reader: Continuation of Crying Cryptids and Canoodling Cupids

❥ MOODBOARDS

➙ The Poet: Javi Gutiérrez x Muslim!Poet

❃DIETER BRAVO

❥ DRABBLES

➙ So This Is Love?: Dieter Bravo x Muslim!Reader (Fic coming soon...)

➙ Dieter Bravo x Reader

❃FRANKIE MORALES

❥ ONE-SHOTS

➙ Ramadhan With Frankie and Family: Frankie Morales x Muslim!Reader

❥ DRABBLES

➙ Stalker!Frankie Morales x F!Reader

❃CLINT FLOOD (Freaky Tales)

❥ DRABBLES

➙ They Don't Know Him Like You Do: Clint x Reader

❃KERMIT (Close Encounter 50th)

❥ ONE-SHOTS

➙ Kermit (Pedro Pascal Close Encounter 50th) x AFAB!Reader

❃MARCUS PIKE

❥ MOODBOARDS

➙ Marcus Pike x wheelchair user Reader

❃REED RICHARDS

➙ Reed Richards Series of Smutty Ideas

[pedges-world]

Pedro Fandom Bingo Finale

I love these kinds of activities! Here's the last update, it's been a great year of Tumblr 💖 I have a separate reblog account so check out @pedrotease for all the deets! And thanks to @burntheedges for the fun prompt! Finale Bingo, thanks to the writers for all you do!

Dave York No One Has to Know What We Do @guiltyasdave Melt @sizzlingcloudmentality Dieter Sweet Dee @yopossum My Darling Muse Mr. Ben Visiting @ladamedusoif Ternion @exquisiteserotonin Joel Miller All Good Things @criticallyacclaimedstranger Oberyn Unshelled @inept-the-magnificent He Will Slay You With His Tongue @iamasaddie Hurt/Comfort Trope (Joel Edition) Somewhere to Run, I Know Who You Are @punkshort Nothing Hits Quite Like That First Kiss @backtothefanfiction Javier Pena Kinktober 2024 @flightlessangelwings Afterglow Marcus Pike Is It Real? @f0rever15elf Pike's Place Pero Tovar Drabble #4 @toomanystoriessolittletime General Acacius Soak @juletheghoul Din Shower Sex @pedropascallme Javi Gutierrez Phoenix Rising Agent Whiskey How Much Does Devotion Weight? @anabdaniels Marcus Moreno Thanksgiving Delights Cock Warming @flightlessangelwings Frankie Morales You're My Stranger in the Dark @lady-of-glass-and-bone Moody Frankie New Pedro Character Little Dove @palioom Unmasked Tim Rockford The Detective and the Agent @604to647 Husband Material Max Phillips Blood Sucking Witch

[secretstackofsin]

Hey 🥺 No 🥺 Resolve the tension 🥺

Let's go with #77 and Pero. 🩷

RACHEL, MY LOVE!! thank you, honey <3

consider this a precursor to my holiday fic dropping later this month 👀

77. Animal – PVRIS

don't tell me that you know me sayin' what i feel, what i do, what i want quit actin' like you own me sayin' that I'm yours to control, but i'm not your animal  under control  your animal  sayin' what i feel, what i do, what i want

“I am not your dog that you order around, William!” Pero shouted. “I am not some animal!”

“The way you bathe, or rather lack thereof, would make anyone believe otherwise!”

Pero snarled under his breath and shoved William against the wall of the room they rented in this flophouse of a tavern in a town gods know where. He pressed the side of his knife to William’s throat, towering over the other man. 

“You don’t scare me, Tovar,” William grunted, his breathing getting harder to come by.

“That is your first mistake,” Pero’s nostrils flared and his eyes dilated, staring right into William’s. “I may not be the most intelligent man, but I am no fool. I will not be ordered around. We are meant to be equals, amigo.”

William squinted his eyes and shoved Pero off of him. “I will get my own room. I cannot look at you right now,” he muttered, grabbing his things and slamming the door as he left.

Pero exhaled angrily, tightening his fists at his sides. He let out a frustrated yell as he threw the knife in his hand at the wall, watching it sink deep into the wood. He shut his eyes and let out another deep breath, calming down. Slowly, he removed his clothes until the weight of his heavy armor was off his shoulders. He looked at the second bed in the room and rolled his eyes, laying down on his own. Pero didn’t care to look at William right now either.

The sound of chatter outside the door caught his attention. He furrowed his brows as he tried to hear what they were saying. The door next to his own opened and shut and he assumed that was William.

Pero sighed, looking up at the ceiling. He longed for the days when they fought less. Ever since China, they've been arguing more. Maybe they were drifting apart. Maybe they didn’t need to work together anymore. Maybe it was for the best if they… parted.

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gimme a number from 1-100 and i'll write a drabble based off that song in my spotify wrapped

[leslie-lyman]

Election Night

A Euclidean Geometry drabble

Summary: Election night 2024 does not go as they’d hoped.

Pairing: modern!Pero Tovar x Frankie x Jack x nameless!OFC/f!reader (written in third person, reader is only referred to as she/her/their girl, with no physical descriptors)

Word count: 1.1k

Rating: G, just some election-related angst/hurt/comfort

a/n: Trying to work through my feelings about the 2024 election results. Would like to have three large Pedro boys comfort me. Had a breakdown. Wrote this.

Masterlist.

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She hadn’t wanted to stop watching the results come in.

Not even after the swing states had started to fall, one by one, like red dominoes. But at some point the hands she’d pressed tightly over her mouth had begun to shake, tears spilling down her face, breath catching in her throat with each shallow inhale.

Frankie had finally turned off the tv, slipped her phone into his pocket, and carried her to bed. They’d pressed in tight against her as she sobbed, soaking the front of Jack’s tshirt as he held her against his chest, crying so hard she nearly made herself sick.

I don’t understand, she’d said, over and over. I don’t understand. This can’t be happening again. I can’t do it, I can’t face another four years of this…

In that moment the worst thing is how helpless they feel. The three of them are smart, strong, capable men, men who are trained to protect, to figure out how to get out of impossible situations. And if they could they’d burn the world down if anyone or anything caused their girl to hurt like this. But there’s nothing they can do to fix it.

She’s scared for herself, yes, but they know she’s far more worried about the three of them. The horizon of possibility stretches terrifyingly wide before them.

Pero has his green card, but will that matter? How careless and indiscriminate will the promised deportations be? At the end of the day, being a tan-skinned, Spanish-speaking immigrant may be more than enough to put a target on his back. Frankie and Jack are citizens, but neither has to branch out terribly far in their respective family trees to find relatives who are undocumented.

To say nothing of the fact that the four of them live together in a queer, polyamorous relationship. Where even now they have to be vigilant in public, wary of how obvious they are, always aware that simply being who they are out loud could result in unexpected attack. How much worse will it get? How much harm will be caused?

And as they do their best to soothe the woman they love, they know this reaction isn’t just about fear, or frustration, or anger.

It’s grief.

It feels like suffering through a death because that’s what it is. The death of a hope, of a dream, of what could have been and what should be if there was any justice or common sense or decency in the world. And even though this grief inwardly pummels them black and blue too, they know they will never truly feel it the way their girl does. The unique pain of women, who hope so much for so little, for even just the opportunity to be equal, and to be denied so resoundingly. To have gotten so close to a woman president and to have that chance ripped away by a man as odious as he is dangerous not once, but twice? It’s just cruel.

They do what they can for her, holding her close, letting her cry it out, murmuring soft words of reassurance.

It’ll be okay, sweetheart. Just let it out.

We’re here. We’ve got you. We’ve always got you.

I’m sorry, darlin’. I’m so sorry.

Tears roll down their cheeks and they try to muffle their sniffles for her sake, but the looks they share with each other are pained and haunted.

At last their girl quiets, having cried herself into a fitful doze. The clock on the bedside table reads 1:37am.

Jack, Pero, and Frankie all lie awake, ingrained military instincts refusing to let them sleep when they have something precious to keep watch over.

Jack breaks the silence.

I’ll call our lawyer later today, he half-whispers. Make sure we have all our paperwork in order. Wills, power of attorney, that sort of thing. So we’re as protected as possible, legally speakin’, should anything happen to one of us.

Frankie and Pero nod in silent agreement.

We should sit down with Robert soon, Frankie adds, mentioning their financial advisor. Reassess where we’re at, have a contingency plan in case we decide we need to move.

She’ll want to increase where and how much we donate, Jack adds, looking down at their girl with her head on his chest, one first curled into his shirt.

This is good. This is a plan. This is what they need.

We should go away for a bit. Pero’s voice is low and deep in the dark. Take some time somewhere remote, just the four of us.

I can think of a long weekend in January when I wouldn’t mind be disconnected from the rest of the world, Frankie quips humorlessly.

There’s an old Daniels family cabin in the U.P., near Mackinac, Jack says. Snow-covered trees, big roaring fireplace, little to no cell service…

Their girl shifts to blink sleepily up at him, just awake enough now to interject.

What about someplace warm, Jack?

Oh you’d be kept plenty warm, sugar. Don’t you worry about that.

He softly brushes her hair back from her tear-stained face, placing a delicate kiss to her forehead.

How are you feeling, querida?

She reaches for Pero’s hand to anchor herself before she answers him.

Sad. Scared. Angry.

That is how you should feel, Frankie murmurs, and the validation is strangely reassuring.

And tired, she says, tears starting to clog up her throat again. Fuck, I’m so damn tired. Tired of fighting, of resisting, of feeling like I’m screaming at the top of my lungs to have my and others’ basic humanity recognized by people too devoid of empathy to care. I’m so, so tired.

I know, querida, I know you are. And it seems overwhelming right now. But the alternative is giving up. And that is the only thing that truly feels impossible to do, no?

Her hand squeezes Pero’s as she nods, reluctantly conceding that he’s right.

But not at this moment, Frankie says. We should rest. There’s nothing else we can do at this moment.

Their girl turns to face him, making sure she’s still touching all three of them before closing her eyes and snuffling down into the pillow.

Should call our lawyer, she mumbles, starting to slip away into sleep again. And Robert…make sure we protect ourselves…as much as possible…

The three men share an amused look.

Those are great ideas, baby, Frankie praises her quietly, pulling a blanket up to her chin. We’ll do that.

And maybe…find a place to go…a beach somewhere?

Muffled chuckles break out around her.

Whatever you want, darlin’, says Jack.

It doesn’t matter where they go. And whatever happens next, they can face it, as long as they’re together.

[popcornforone]

Pure

Day Eight of the Seasons of Life Drabble Challenge

A Pero Tovar Fic

MASTERLIST

We’ve been going over a week, we are now into Spring & the prompt of Blossom. I’ve never written for Pero before, so I’ve tried not to make him as grumpy as he actually is.

Synopsis:- The Cherry Blossom isn’t the only thing catching his eyes

Word count:-290

Warning:- Arranged Marriage

Thanks as always @lady-bess @berryispunk @fanfictionoverload I do have a question though. I have 2 short linked fics for the same day a bit further down the line, can I post them both? It will make sense I promise.

Also thanks for the support & for reading these peoples.

There you stand. Admiring the cherry blossoms. So free. So fresh. So at one with everything. A sheer sight of beauty. A sight you will never forget. You softly smile as you touch some of the blossom, some of it falling into your hand. A light dusting.

“It’s how ive always imagined” you say.

“Only the best for you my beautiful bride” Pero says. He is admiring your innocent beauty. Enjoying the view of the beautiful trees & blossoms but also you, in your white dress, your bare feet & the way you caress the flower. You softly turn around & face him.

“& I will only be the best wife for just my husband.” You are an arranged marriage to Pero but he selected you over four other ladies. You blushed as pink as the blossoms when he kissed you. Felt as light as a petal as he held your hand. & now here you stand. The light touching you, making the scene even more angelical, a beauty he has never seen before.

“& I…” he steps next to you & holds your hand “…promise to be the most loyal & loving husband. I promise to respect you & love you forever”

“Is that a smile?” You tease. Pero is well known for being very moody & grumpy. His moustache twitches & his eyes dance, draw into your glorious beauty.

“Like I said, my wife gets the best.” His head leans into your personal space. His large hand capturing your face, before those red plump lips embrace yours. You will get this smooth sensual kiss every day for the rest of your life with your charming husband, who’s only happy when he is with you, his beautiful bride.

[nerdieforpedro]

Her smile was worth it

Pero Tovar (modern AU) x plus size female reader (La jefa)

Word Count: 1882

Warnings: DARK FIC, mobs and their enforcers, mentions of general violence and graphic violence, mentions and descriptions of torture, descriptions of injuries, solving problems Tovar style, comfort food and tea

Summary: Pero Tovar only has a few people he chooses to interact with willingly. The bookstore owner is one of them. Someone made a very stupid mistake, Tovar will handle it and still have his tea.

Notes: This was written for @iamasaddie ‘s writing challenge 2.0. My color was Mob Enforcer and the prompt was “Hurt/Comfort” and “Who did this to you?” We're longer than a Drabble again, we dribbled quite a bit. Such is Nerdie.

I may have leaned too hard into the ‘hurt portion’ but we’ll see. 👀

Main Masterlist/ Pero Tovar Masterlist/ Writing Challenges

The only good thing about doing collections, was that most of the time, Pero wasn’t using violence. Just intimidation. The shopkeepers knew why he was here and knew the amount they needed to pay to The Family. It’s been the same amount for the past six months, in was raised temporarily for some needed repairs on the club the Valentino family owned. The actual story was that a few of the younger members had been ordered to torture a few members of a rival family and went overboard. The walls, floors and everything needed to be scrubbed. 

Tovar’s been with the Valentino family for fifteen years and as one of their premier enforcers for the last seven working his way up from errand boy. His height and broad frame discourage crossing him, and even if someone is dumb enough to do so, they find themselves bloodied, battered and with at least one thing broken. 

Today’s last stop for collections was planned and one that Pero normally did by himself. The bookstore owner also functions as the town’s librarian since the town doesn’t have one. It’s a smaller town and to get to a library you must drive two towns over. She normally offers him tea and some type of baked goodies. He wouldn’t admit it, but he’s grown to have a slight sweet tooth. Maybe. Really, he could care less about the sweets, he usually chats up the owner and barrows books. Considering he is collecting money from her, he felt he should pay but she always said no. He got the sense it wasn’t out of fear, she liked knowing his thoughts on different books. At first, he didn’t like the idea of discussing them. The enforcer wasn’t sure if he could really talk about different themes, symbols, characters and the like he often heard people talk about when discussing these books. 

La jefa (the boss) as he often greeted her didn’t judge him on his answers or lack of them. He’d talk the best he could about what he read, even if he didn’t understand it all. She listens and sips her tea, then asks him questions to draw more answers out of him. It fustrated him at first. But he grew to enjoy the bi-weekly sit downs with her. 

The chime of the bell goes off as he opens the door. The sun is at Pero’s back as he enters the bookstore. He comes early in the afternoon around two. She’s not at the counter, though the shop is listed as open. Calling out for her, she doesn’t answer, and he sucks his teeth. It isn’t like her at all. There’s no tea out either. There are no books that appear out of place and making his way behind the counter, nothing appears to be wrong with the register.

The enforcer goes into the back of the shop, he only knew where the bathroom was back here. He was looking for anything that resembled an office, as he walked down the hallway, there was a sniffle. As he kept going, they got louder. Taking a breath while he stood in front of a door that was slightly ajar, he tried to prepare himself. Maybe it was a bad day, maybe she got a papercut or was reading a sad book or something. Tovar instantly knew none of those were the case when he opened the door. 

Sitting behind the desk, her shoulders were slumped, and her hands were covering her face. He saw the scabs on the back of her hands, defensive marks. “Jefa dejame ver. (Boss, let me have a look).” Her sniffles stop for a moment as she shakes her head, turning her body away from him in the swivel chair. His eyes widen at the mark on her neck he spies it when she turns, it looks like it could be from a palm. Moving to her side, Pero places a hand on her shoulder, “I need to see cariño (sweetheart) or just give me a name. Who did this to you?” She finally drops her hands, but she turns her face away.

“I don’t want you to see. The envelope is on the desk Pero. Please.”  It is on the table, and he’ll put it in his jacket shortly - it is why he came here in the first place, but he can’t just leave like this. On top of her being one of a small number of people who he wants to be around, it could get around that the protection money the shops pay isn’t worth a damn because you could get beat in your own shop, and nothing will happen to whoever did it.

“Then tell me a name.” It’s sterner this time, but he’s released her shoulder and instead picked up her hand, his thumb tracing the scabs on her knuckles. She’d tried to fight back at least. She’s biting her lips when she finally looks at him, most of the discoloration is on the left side of her face though there’s a cut on her chin and one on her bottom lip. A large bruise is on her chest across her right clavicle, partly covered by her shirt. Pero’s able to keep his face motionless. “Por favor cariño (please sweetheart).” He doesn’t recognize the name she says, but he kisses her forehead and wraps an arm around her. “Gracias (thank you). I’ll be back princesa (princess).” 

Pero puts the envelope in his jacket pocket and heads out of the office. “Close the shop now and have the tea ready when I come back. Between eight and nine tonight.” He’s going to be quick about dropping the money off and he’s texted one of his associates with the name she gave. Within fifteen minutes, Pero has a picture to go with the name and a location. Marcello talks way too much, but he’s the best Tovar knows at tracking people.

Pero finds this man himself and tells Marcello to tell the higher ups that he needs to demonstrate a lesson in messaging with the family. He’ll need the basement and he’ll keep the clean up to a minimum. It’s not that there wouldn’t be blood. There might be too much blood so the powers at be approve the basement use but ask that Marcello and a second enforcer be there so that the man isn’t killed. There’s only murder when necessary and it wasn’t they viewed in this case. Pero sucked his teeth for the second time today but would make sure the man in question lives. Just not with all functioning limbs. 

After the submission of the money and subsequent torture was complete, the man’s body was bandaged by one of their doctors on the payroll and dropped off at his home, during a time they knew his family would be home with the message, “The Valentino family suffers no fools.” Pero carved it into his back to emphasize the point. He was still alive but would not be the same. Not after, as Tovar saw it, he’s violated one of his favorite places. 

La jefa has long closed her shop and made herself dinner. Now that she thought about it, she’s never made Pero any of her food, just cookies, brownies and the like. Since he said he was coming back, she would make extra. The worst that would happen would be that he would say he didn't want any.  It also dawned on her that she has not made a book recommendation today. She should pick one out before he comes, straightening out her mint green dress. Turning off the stove, she went downstairs to look for a book and saw Pero standing at the door ready to knock. It was a quarter after eight, he was glad he’d taken the extra time to shower. He didn’t want to be late, but he didn’t want to be dirty either. 

“Ah! Mi princesa del librios es bonita (My Princess of books is pretty). You have our tea ready tonight?” His question follows the chime of the bell above the door as she unlocks it and lets him in. She then locks it again and nods.

“I have tea and I made some extra for dinner. I didn’t pick out a book for you yet.” She seems a bit brighter than this afternoon but still trying to make sure she was facing him with her right side. Pero takes her left hand and tugs it a little, not hard, just enough so she faces him fully.

“Hermosa (gorgeous) you don’t have a bad side. Don’t worry about the book. I haven’t finished with the other one yet. I want my tea and I want to see what you made for dinner.” The corners of her mouth curve and finally she smiles, squeezing his hand and leading him up the stairs. Pero watches her walk up and into her living area. It’s cozy as it has books scattered about as well. 

“I don’t know if you like stew, but I made that and heated up some rolls. There’s butter too. I have water, apple juice, coke, and some rum.” The last option surprised him as he didn’t picture her drinking at all. Maybe she had a glass or two when she sat up here before bed. She poured herself a glass of water as Pero pointed to her glass and held up an empty bowel on the table. She filled both and they sat down across from each other. “I hope you enjoy Pero.”

“I don’t doubt that I will cariño.” The food went quickly as they ate, and she asked what other kind of foods he liked. Pero felt he might be getting greedy. Perhaps he’s been gluttonous of her attention each time he comes here. She gives it so willingly. 

Tonight’s tea is mint like her dress which makes Tovar chuckle as he takes up half of her loveseat sitting down. She takes up the other and they sip tea, speaking of past books they’ve read and things he may want to read. 

Even if he got an urgent call, he’ll ignore it because he’s having his tea. Pero Tovar doesn’t feel like an enforcer or a conduit for violence. He just has an arm around one of his favorite people as she places her head on his shoulder. The tough pads of his fingers touch the injured side of her face while he tells her that it’s been taken care of. He won’t tell her details. Tovar figures she can put it together. If he can just have moments like these where he’s just a man with someone he cares for, Pero can use that to sleep. He prays she can rest without crying or being scared. 

The loveseat has his feet hanging off outside of the blanket he found on the back of it. So far, he hasn’t heard her sniffle again. Pero carried her to bed after she fell asleep in his arms. The faint scent of mint mingling with the earthy smell of the books lulls him to sleep. He had blood on his hands again today, but it was fine. It was for her sake, and she hasn’t cried again.

It was worth it.

[covetyou]

Thank you to everyone who sent me their favourite butt sex/anal play fics! If you'd still like to submit something, please check out the original post.

Now, no more dilly-dallying, onto the butt stuff. I've listed some key contents of each fic where possible, but not all warnings - please see individual fics for all warnings. All fics are with reader characters unless otherwise specified.

Din Djarin

birthday bunny by @604to647 modern AU - butt plugs this endless friction by @corazondebeskar-reads BDSM - double penetration (toy)

Frankie Morales

bunny by @gasolinerainbowpuddles double penetration (toy) weeknights drabble by @frannyzooey first time anal open waters/ashore by @gaiuswrites first time anal - double penetration (fingers)

Jack "Whiskey" Daniels

inter-agency cooperation by @ghostofaboy with Javier Peña double whiskey on the rocks by @ghostofaboy with m!OC - anal fingering

Javier Peña

keep me in your glow by @atticrissfinch first time anal tovar's desires by @absurdthirst threesome (with Pero Tovar) - double penetration - rimming - more 🍑 from absurdthirst on ao3

Joel Miller

MDKT 2023 day 8 - bondage by @theywhowriteandknowthings double penetration (fingers) another time, baby by @swiftispunk butt plugs - double penetration (fingers, toys) the saints can't help me now by @atticrissfinch butt plugs - anal fingering - dom!Joel craving by @velvetmud double penetration (fingers) knuckles deep by @ozarkthedog anal fingering make a move on me by @freelancearsonist first time anal mine by @the-scandalorian first time anal - rimming sparks fly by @ezrasbirdie rimming what's in the bag by @thetriumphantpanda first time anal - butt plugs - double penetration (fingers) a day in the filth by @toxicanonymity double penetration (toys)

Others

reaching for the sweetest, sweetest peaches by @psychedelic-ink Oberyn Martell x f!reader - modern AU - first time anal

Series

baby, I'm-a want you by @perotovar multiple Pedro characters - pornstar AU bloody kisses (part two) by @perotovar Tim Rockford x Shane 'Dio' Morrissey - first time anal in the dark (chapter 9) by @frannyzooey Ezra x f!reader - anal fingering something wretched about this (part 2) by @covetyou anal fingering - rimming playdate by @daddy-dins-girl Marcus Pike x f!reader x Dave York

blackmail (part 1 and 4) by @milla-frenchy

Joel Miller x f!reader x Javier Peña - rimming - double penetration

[lotusbxtch]

Lotusbxtch's Master List

Hello darlings! Check below for a list of all of my fics, broken down by characters. I'll continue updating this as I write more, but since I reblog like a maniac, it's easier to use this to navigate my writings.

As a general rule, my writing is mature/explicit and 18+. Please check the ratings, warnings, and tags before reading so you know what you're getting!

I'm also on AO3 if you prefer reading there, as lotusbxtch.

Pedro Pascal Cinematic Universe

Joel Miller - The Last of Us

Series:

-- SoCal to NorCal masterlist- Frankie Morales x f!Reader x Joel Miller (ft. Santiago Garcia) - NEW CHAPTER! Joel is your rock, and Frankie is your ocean. So what happens when you bring the three of you together? || You and Frankie roadtrip up from Southern California to Northern California so he can meet Joel. A MMF polyamory fic.

One-Shots:

— Put My Body To Work - Jackson!Joel x f!Reader NEW! Drabble - Joel finds out you’ve never squirted before.

— Juno - Joel Miller x f!Reader Your honeymoon with Joel is off to a bang.

— Lightning of the Blaze - Joel Miller x f!Reader

-- don't ruin this on me - Joel Miller x f! Reader

— and I lost you (Taylor Swift Drabble Challenge) - Joel Miller x f!Reader

— Sunlight (Hozier Drabble Challenge) - Joel Miller x gn!Reader Joel Miller has avoided love, pushed it away at the first sight to stay in the darkness. But then he meets you, and he wonders if he was wrong after all.

— a morning after drabble - Joel Miller x gn!Reader

— Joel Miller in the kitchen in the morning drabble - Joel Miller x gn!Reader

Frankie Morales - Triple Frontier

Series:

-- SoCal to NorCal masterlist - Frankie Morales x f!Reader x Joel Miller (ft. Santiago Garcia)

Jack Daniels - Kingsmen: The Golden Circle

One-shots:

-- Ocean's Gold: An Offering Of Frith Story - Jack Daniels x f!Reader [Offering of Frith Challenge] Jack Daniels, retired from the Statesmen, signs you on as the business partner for his new brewpub. Sparks fly, and you wonder if it could ever be more.

Javier Peña - Narcos

One-shots:

-- A New Year's Distraction - Javier Pena x f!Reader Javi doesn't know you have a surprise waiting for him at home.

Pero Tovar - The Great Wall

One-shots:

-- Preciosa - Pero Tovar x wife!f!Reader NEW! You would have never predicted that such a delicate thing would be Pero Tovar’s undoing.

Oscar Isaac Cinematic Universe

Poe Dameron - Star Wars

One-Shots:

-- The Best Ride in the Galaxy - Poe Dameron x f!Reader You have a thing for Poe's flight suit. He decides to be a cocky asshole about it. Sexy shenanigans ensue.

-- The Best Ride in the Galaxy, Pt. 2 - Poe Dameron x f!Reader You and Poe play bedroom games, but who ends up the winner?

Santiago Garcia - Triple Frontier

-- SoCal to NorCal Ch. 1: Malibu - Frankie Morales x f!Reader x Santiago Garcia You & Frankie visit your friend Santi at his Malibu mansion to kick off your roadtrip north, and you let desires guide the night.

Last updated: 06/10/25

[perotovar]

fic masterlist

-> series

frankie morales/oc!river price

— into the beat of the night (ongoing)

summary: frankie morales thought he had himself figured out by now. he liked both men and women, had dated both in the past. but when someone that challenges what he thinks that means comes into his life, in an unlikely place, he truly learns who he is, and more importantly, who he loves.

javier peña/joel miller

— baby, i'm-a want you - a miniseries (ongoing)

summary: javier peña has been doing this a long time. he's really good at his job. joel miller? not so much. he started doing this to get some extra cash to support his daughters. what happens when they're supposed to do a scene together? aka, the au where javier and joel are gay porn stars~

shane morrissey/tim rockford

— bloody kisses - a loose fit series (ongoing)

summary: shane has been in denial about himself for a while. newly single and with the help of one of his favorite singers, he opens his eyes to a new venture he could possibly take: the cop he sees on a semi-regular basis, detective tim rockford.

marcus pike/oc!vincent monet

— ain't it sweet - a loose fit series (ongoing)

summary: it's been two years since marcus moved to dc for work. he's spent a lot of time reflecting and more importantly, being single. he's not in a hurry to settle down just yet, but a handsome art history professor might make that a little difficult.

-> oneshots/drabbles

pero tovar

— ásjá - a winter solstice story (oneshot)

summary: pero picks up a contract that leads him "somewhere up north", but what he finds instead is unlike anything he imagined for himself. or, what would happen if pero encountered the vikings during their winter celebration?

pero tovar x m!oc

— old black water - oneshot

summary: pero is a professional bull rider. he's got issues with the experienced, older rider, hal. hal has no idea why that is and intends to find out.

joel miller

— given to fly - a joel/tess drabble

summary: joel has a chance to reflect a little about tess while at bill and frank's.

if you'd like a tutorial or you have any questions, my dm's/askbox are always open!

javi gutierrez

— rebirth - a pride month oneshot

summary: javi has been wanting to let his partner know something for a long time. in fact, this is something that javi has thought about for their entire life, and they're comfortable enough to finally say it.

jack daniels/marcus pike

— before a mirror - a drabble

summary: jack's a little lonely, so he takes a walk to a museum to see his favorite painting.

dieter bravo/din djarin

— this protector - a oneshot

summary: dieter and his bodyguard, din, get the wrong hotel room. i wonder what happens...

joel miller/m!oc

— limits - oneshot

summary: so like, imagine a world where bulls evolved to be bi-pedal and can mate with humans, but it's not a common practice. don't think too hard about it, just imagine you're a new farm hand/stable boy and caught the attention of one of those bulls, okay?

jack daniels/trans man!reader

— cold - oneshot

summary: jack is a big baby while he's sick, so that means you have to be the one to take care of him.

oberyn martell/gn!reader

— one last wish - oneshot

summary: it's the morning that oberyn leaves for king's landing. you're one of his favorite bed partners and you don't want him to leave, but he promises to return to you...

dieter bravo/gn!reader

— everything good happens after midnight - drabble

summary: dieter has a surprise for you. knowing him it could be anything.

[wannab-urs]

March Fic Madness 24 Masterlist

The goal was to read and reblog 63 fics in the month of March. I messed with the rules a bit and, instead of adding each chapter I read or any masterlists I reblogged, I only included fics I've read most if not all of.

Thanks to @the-blind-assassin-12 for organizing this challenge!

Current count: 63/63

Fics I read in their entirety + reblogged

Dave York

Constellations in his eyes by @janaispunk

The Mess of Us and What Love Means by @ravensmadreads

Dieter Bravo

Fare Well, A Poor Plan to Confess, and Brick House by @nerdieforpedro

Stay Sexy and Don't Get Murdered and Vampire!Dieter by @chronically-ghosted 

Conversation Pit by @thosewickedlovelies

Working Title by @rhoorl

The One and Purple Haze by @schnarfer

House Arrest by @rulexofxnines

The Howler Monkey by @covetyou

On the Verge of a Usual Mistake and The Blossoms We Wear by @gasolinerainbowpuddles

Din Djarin

A Shade That's New by FallenFern (AO3)

Repent your sins, Punish me, Officer Djarin, Immortal By Design, Enchanted to Meet You, and His Living Fleshlight, by @beskarandblasters 

I Don't Mind Bleeding by @quicksilvermad

Cabuorir by ToricTailor (AO3)

Lush by @the-scandalorian

Ezra

Ezra's Journal Entries by @littlemisspascal

Hello to the Green by @the-blind-assassin-12

To Tell You the Truth - by @concussed-to-pieces

Sanguine by @marisferasiop

Frankie Morales

Tick and Right on Cue by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

midnight strikes, where is my prince by @undercoverpena

Routine by @endlessthxxghts

Paint With Me by @bitchesuntitled

Jack Daniels

Cherry Wine by @julesonrecord

Joel Miller

Angsty Joel Drabble by @ozarkthedog

Inhale, Exhale by @sp00kymulderr

Tear You Apart by @mermaidgirl30

Does Your Mother Know and I want it, I got it by @beskarandblasters

The Only Heaven I'll Be Sent To by @freelancearsonist

amateur by @ezrasbirdie

Run Rabbit by @justagalwhowrites

you're mine, little dove by @mountainsandmayhem

Dress Up Joel by @covetyou

He Knows by @psychedelic-ink

Linger On by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

Mine by gasolinerainbowpuddles

Javi Gutierrez

Door Number Three by @morallyinept

Javier Peña

Relájate, hermosa by @beskarandblasters

gonna make you sweat by @mypoisonedvine

Go Your Own Way by @schnarfer

Some fools fool themselves by @freelancearsonist

Dámelo by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

Lucien Flores

On the Verge of a Usual Mistake and The Blossoms We Wear by @gasolinerainbowpuddles

Marcus Moreno

12:32 PM by @dancingtotuyo

Marcus Pike

The District Sleeps Alone Tonight by @whataperfectwasteoftime

In shades of gray and candlelight by @freelancearsonist

headshots by @secretelephanttattoo

The Infinity Cube by @littlemisspascal

Oberyn Martell

Given a Name by @missredherring

Cabuorir by ToricTailor (AO3)

Pero Tovar

Innocence Need Not Tremble by @brandyllyn

Tim Rockford

some good friend by @covetyou

Various (but not at the same time)

A Baker's Dozen by @avastrasposts

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604to647 Masterlist

Fics:

For now, just writing for Pedro boys. While I do write fluff and angst, most of the below should be considered 18+ content, so I kindly ask that MDNI please. Thank you for reading!

Din Djarin

Safest with You Series (Modern AU Retired Mob Enforcer!Din Djarin x fem!reader) (complete)

Kiss It Better (Drabble, one shot; Din Djarin x Princess!reader)

The Might of the Realm (one shot in the same AU as Kiss It Better; Din Djarin x Princess!reader)

Javier Pena

Birthday Present (One shot; Narcos S1/S2!Javi P x fem!reader)

Thot: When Reader calls Javi “Agent”

Show me (Drabble for Manspreading Olympics; Javi P x fem!reader)

Dodge (Vigilante AU One shot; Javi P x fem!reader)

Photocopies (One shot follow-up to Birthday Present; S1/S2 Javi P x fem!reader)

Always Tomorrow (One shot follow-up to Photocopies; S1/S2 Javi P x fem!reader)

Pero Tovar

Mi Galleta - 4 part mini series (Modern AU Grumpy-Bouncer!Pero Tovar x Sunshine-Rich Girl!Reader) (complete)

Barón Tovar Takes a Wife - 3 part mini series (Bridgerton AU Regency!Pero Tovar x fem!reader, Childhood Best Friends to Lovers) (complete)

Yǒng Yuǎn (forever) - 3 part mini series (Pero Tovar x Chinese fem!OC reader; a historical canon to modern reincarnated lovers story) new! (ongoing)

Tim Rockford

The Rockford Portfolio - a non-linear collection of fluffy (and sometimes smutty) one-shots (Detective Tim Rockford x fem!reader) (ongoing)

What Was I Made For? (Frankenstein AU One shot; Tim Rockford x fem!reader)

The Detective and The Agent - 3 part mini series (Merge Mansion x The Mentalist crossover AU, Detective Tim Rockford x fem!reader x Agent Marcus Pike) (ongoing)

Frankie Morales

Strawberry Shortcake - 2 Parts + Epilogue (Frankie Morales x cocktail waitress, single mom!reader) (complete)

Brandy by the Fireplace (One shot; Frankie Morales x City Girl!reader)

Bluebird Days

Extreme Sports AU Young!Frankie Morales, Friends-To-Lovers

(coming never because I shouldn’t even be thinking about it)

Marcus Pike

Code Name: Hephaestus (one-shot for Pedro Pantheon; Agent Marcus Pike x fem!reader)

The Detective and The Agent - 3 part mini series (Merge Mansion x The Mentalist crossover AU, Detective Tim Rockford x fem!reader x Agent Marcus Pike) (ongoing)

Dieter Bravo

Crawling Back to You (Dieter's version) (One-shot for Bouquets of Pedro Challenge; Dieter Bravo x fem!reader)

Marcus Moreno

Nobody’s Gonna Know (Moodboard and drabble for Mina’s First Birthday Party; Marcus Moreno x gn!reader)

Soulmates AU NO WON’T DO IT

Marcus Acacius

Little Showgirl (One-shot for 47 Minutes in Heaven challenge; Modern AU Marcus Acacius x fem!reader)

Fic Recs:

Part 1

Part 2

Other:

Good Morning (PPCU Mad Libs; Pedro character of your choice x fem!reader) new!

Coffee Crisp Din Djarin (Commissioned Art)

Pedro Pascal Characters Nonsense Outros 🎵

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

[letsgobarbs]

I see u Javi Formals, I see u 👀

I mean I’m in tricked by all of these, but especially by The Groom On A Bride Train, Apple Orchard and Sari In A Bar, so feel free to choose even one to talk about if you don’t wanna talk about them all?

INTRIGUE. EXCITE.

💕💕

yesss Javi Formals is turning up to be a disgustingly short and fluffy drabble just about javi and his girl being in love and shopping for his suits 🤭

The Groom On The Bride Train is a Hard of Hearing!Pero Tovar x Facially Scarred, F!Reader fic I'm writing for the wtts challenge hosted by Jana and Daphne as well as the Disability Visibility challenge hosted by Roman!!

And Sari in A Bar is a smut piece of Javier Peña with a South Asian Reader 😏😏😏

I made this moodboard a bit ago. And here's a snippet:

He couldn’t take his eyes off it. It shouldn’t affect him this way, he had seen women wear far, far less clothing— he’d seen them in clothing designed to seduce, those tiny, frilly, lacy things that he removed to see them in all their sexy glory. And she was fully dressed, respectably so, even if it was so out of place in this bar in Bogotá, Colombia. It had taken him an embarrassingly long moment to realise she was wearing a sari— the kind Mrs Patel used to wear down the street back home in Laredo. But she’d never looked this tantalising.  The string crossing her shoulder blades moved again as she reached out her arm for her drink. Her top was tight— perfectly tailored to fit her like second skin. It ended just below her bust where it dug into her body forming the most perfect roll. Just below, the sari tightly draped her waist pushing the plush of her torso to pool over the fabric. Javi swiped his tongue over his teeth, feeling them itch with the need to bite into that soft, exposed skin at her midriff.   The dim lights of the bar teased and played over the contours of her back. He took a large swig of his beer to wash down the liquid gathering in his mouth at the lewd images his mind was playing for him like a porno. The feel of her spine under his tongue when he would lick up the long divot running down, symmetrically separating her back in two. The taste of her skin when he would bite and mark that perfect back. He wanted to suck bruises onto the delicate curves pushed out by her sari.  The movement of her spine was hypnotic as she straightened. And he really should look away now, she had probably felt his eyes on her. But the fluid movement of her waist as she turned to glance at him prevented him from rescuing his dignity. He didn’t even look up to meet her eyes, just stared at the curve of her back like a creep.  All he could imagine was the same curve as she would turn to look back at him one last time before leaving his apartment. But it would carry the indents of his teeth. Just over that perfect ass wrapped in swathes of fabric, he wanted to see large blooms of hickeys that she would have to walk out in the morning with.

Thank you for asking lovely!! Sending you a hug and a kiss <33