#chat: pedro pascal

[hillsreinhart]

I have nothing against the color beige as it's my go to after black but...the world is so damn colorful and who doesn't love rainbows? I want to see you in a tutu! I feel like you'd make it your own. You'd start a tutu trend.

I think people think as soon as you get to forty you should stop having fun with clothes and dress conservatively and wear beige. I have never considered a tutu but now I am. I agree, I wear clothes because I'm supposed to wear clothes, I can't go outside in my beefy haynes, I would get arrested immediately. As you should, baby! As you should!

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What’s a TomDaya?

14 screenshots / Modern!Pero Tovar x fem!reader

Summary: Pero regrets getting into a group chat with your friends.

Warnings: None! All silliness and fluff! Reader's friends are a bit extra, but it's all out of love 🥹 Pero's nickname for reader is Cookie (established relationship).

A/N: This is for @jolapeno’s Dear-uary event! I love, love epistolary fics so much, I decided to write two 🤭🤭 (This is the first, my other entry will be for Tim). The characters in this are from Mi Galleta, but it can be read as standalone. Reader doesn't appear, only her friends 🤭🤭 (Also congrats to Tom and Zendaya - I am unhealthily invested in their relationship 🫠🥹)

Dividers by @saradika-graphics / Series Masterlist

Tip for reading: click on the first screenshot, and swipe/tap to go to the next 🥰

Tagging @maievdenoir because you know why 🥹😘

If you like epistolary fics, I wrote two for Safest with You: 2 More Days (sextfic) and Holiday Remix (holiday fluff). Please check out all the other Dear-uary entries!!

[ovaryacted]

This screenshot is really doing it for me rn. Like…it’s giving husband REAL BAD!

[missladym1981]

The Roz Christmas Tree is up and ready for the holiday season in Miyazaki Forest. All is welcome!

[quinnnfabrgay-writes]

wip... whenever

thank you so much for tagging me @yopossum & @kedsandtubesocks 🥰✨️

i have been wriiiiiiiting, fucking finally. unfortunately it's been across a few different projects (i am who i am)

breathe me - din djarin x gn!reader (sub!din)

gonna treat you right - dark!dieter bravo x f!reader (noncon)

Santa's Little Helpers pt. ii - dieter x fat f!reader x ezra (smut city)

come back and haunt me - javi p x f!reader (pure angst)

and y'all know how indecisive i am, so here are snippets for each one:

breathe me - din djarin x gn!reader (for @wannab-urs DMAM challenge)

You quietly traipse towards the heavy curtain separating Grogu's chambers from yours and Din's, finding exactly what you imagined you would behind the fabric. There stands Din, an ungloved hand lightly gripping the edge of the now unshuttered pram, quietly observing, guarding.

You watch as he takes a deep breath, his fingers moving to massage away the small wrinkles formed between the baby's brow before bringing them to his tiny open palm. A deep, relieved exhale comes from under the helmet as Grogu wraps his fist around one of Din's fingers, his shoulders finally falling.

"We're both safe. Just as we were when you left."

gonna treat you right - dark!dieter bravo x f!reader (noncon)

a deep, primal moan rips from your lungs before you can even think to stop it, embarrassment immediately washing over your body. the drugs may be working to relax your muscles, but it’s doing very little to ease any anxiety of yours

especially not after you hear a pained “fuuuck me” groaned out from the man currently with his hands on your bare skin and your thighs propped open over his own

“i- i'm so sorry,” you breathe out quietly, tears of internalized shame already gathering along your fluttering lashes, “it- fuck, it just feels so good to finally get pressure off my back.”

Dieter simply chuckles in reply. “don't worry your pretty little head over it. there's no problem with me making you feel good.”

Santa's Little Helpers pt. ii - dieter x fat f!reader x ezra (smut city) present #2 for @covetyou

You tilt your face, placing a small kiss on the cool metal of his forearm before breaking into a mischiveous giggle.

"He likes it though, right Dee?"

You bite your lip, trying to stifle another giggle, Ezra's face abandoning him for a split second as his eyes widen, a shocked smile accompanies an amused chuckle before he catches himself. He schools his expression back to a devilish grin, a quick swipe of his tongue across his lower lip as he leans towards you, his voice dropping to a warning growl.

"So you're the troublemaker around here then?"

Before you can retort with a smartass comment, he leans back, his palm gliding around to cup your cheek again. His thumb swipes down to your lips tapping on them twice, without any further prompting you part your lips. Soon, you feel the cool glide of his thumb across the expanse of your tongue.

"Suck."

come back and haunt me - javi p x f!reader (for @almostfoxglove angst challenge)

"So what is it you want?"

"What?" you look at him incredulously, almost as if he offended you by simply asking the question.

He takes one last drag of his cigarette before dropping it in the gravel, crushing it under the heel of his boot. His hands find their home on his hips, clearing his throat before he repeats his question.

"Like you said, 'we're one in the same.' So what were you coming to pray for? What is you want?"

Shaking your head you scoff, "goodnight Javi," and turn around, heading back towards your car.

"I've been going to meetings."

You stop dead in your tracks, but don't turn around to face him. He takes this as his cue to keep going, inching closer to you as he continues.

"I um, have a sponsor and everything. Not really that far into the steps, still kind of stuck on step two if I'm being honest, but-"

"Strength."

np tags: @perotovar @sp00kymulderr @amanitacowboy @ozarkthedog @ghotifishreads @whatsnewalycat @whocaresstillthelouvre @sizzlingcloudmentality @guiltyasdave @morallyinept @jolapeno @syd-djarin @djarins-cyare

[magpiepills]

I just wasted an hour making this dumb picture for my masterlist because why can’t we have a real magazine dedicated to Pedro smut? Could come with little centerfolds and quizzes that tell you which character is your dream date and letters to the editor about who has the biggest dick and which trope is the best trope and all that.

I’d be at the grocery store checkout counter buying it with a pack of coronas and some wet wipes. Now that I think about it, maybe it should be behind the counter at a gas station with a black bag over it…

[leclercskiesahead]

Man meeting his apparent celebrity lookalike

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

Sorry how do expect me to live when you put an image of Pedro pulling off my titty tape off? I'm sorry guidelines? Anything?

Kids stay away please even if this is nothing major. Right so...

You come back to your hotel room. Order a nice bottle of wine even if it's 4am and you really shouldn't be drinking anything else. Pedro also nips in a quick burger and fires order in there because he knows that you need to eat before you go to sleep or you'll be in the bathroom all morning. He's putting on some tunes to play lightly. And honestly deep down he's itching to undress you and not just for the boobie tape. Just in general and I mean how could he not. So when you take your cover up off, throwing it onto the bed he's behind you instantly. A kiss on each shoulder blade and he's carefully undoing the straps holding up your dress in the back. And generally let's admire the talent because he is as busy at your neck, nipping and biting and AT THE SAME TIME as he's undressing you slowly. Talent. And then it's just his time to shine, he's ushering you into the bathroom, gently hosting your hips up onto the counter. And you can so see that he's trying to keep his happy smirk at bey but failing so miserably. So some more nibbling onto your collarbones and his fingers are there slowly as he likes to say "freeing his prized possessions". Taking his time to kiss all over the slightly irritated skin as he brushes his lips over you nipples. Making eye contact with you as he takes one of them in his mouth sucking on it ever so slightly, before biting onto it. And you're there squirming as he presses you even more into the cold mirror, bitting back a moan, legs wrapped tightly around his waist. And of course time is working against you as you hear a knock on the door. He tries to ignore it and you ain't about to stop him but the knocking gets louder so Pedro just picks you up, pressing your exposed chest to his body as he strolls out of the bathroom and onto letting the room service in. Should he care? Yes. Does he? No. And he only lowers you to the bed so he could feed you some food but I mean where is the fun in that? So you jump off the bed. Quickly pulling the red coat over your almost naked body as you start to swirl around the room to the beat of music that's playing. And that coat with your breast out and just a cheeky little thong. Yeah... well needy and frustrated won't cut it. And is he there filming you for his own gallery? Hell yeah. And are you both half nakedly dance in a hotel room at 4 am while eating a burger and drinking wine? Yes. And you know what this is? Love.

[cosmicaura7]

I'm on my Pedro Pascal era now🤠

[covetyou]

THOSE ARE SOME CLOWN DIETER CLOWN PANTS RIGHT THERE

[pedrospatch]

ummm

excuse me

i wanna be in a group chat with Pedro

[athanza]

[sceletaflores]

AHEM!! You will become a Pedro Pascal girl asap. I’m sorry but have you seen in Narcos, or in TLOU?! and soon, in GLADIATOR (also - GOT, Mandalorian, Equalizer 2) are you kidding me!! He is a god. Get writing immediately *kiss kiss* 😘

OMGGG HI ANGEL!!! i missed you in my inbox 🤭💞

i sorta watched narcos over my mom's shoulder when she was binging it and i just did not see the appeal like...at all he looks like a little twink all throughout that show to me personally BUT tlou is a whole different story he looks hot and dilfy as fuck it's calling to me heavy

and it's like you literally read my mind cause i've been seeing the gladiator trailers and some gif sets and it's been turning my eye for sure...like who is that??? who's he? omg?

[quinnnfabrgay-writes]

wip wednesday

after a year of feeling like i was pulling teeth with my creative endeavors, i'm very much looking forward to practicing writing with reckless abandon again, and remembering this is supposed to be fun

i have a couple of different things that i'm actively working on at the moment - one of them i wasn't expecting to rot my brain so quickly, but alas i forgot how much i love angst

come back and haunt me - (javi x f!reader) for @almostfoxglove angst challenge

Javi can't remember the last time he was in a church. Most likely not since Colombia. The only sound echoing around the empty pews is the tap tap tapping of Javi's heel hitting bare wood. The sound almost keeping in time with the pounding in his head; a tension headache growing quickly in the deafening silence. He slumps forward, his elbows resting on the tops of his thighs; one hand hanging between his spread knees, the other holding his chin, his eyes glued to the chip on the floor that's barely concealed by the foot of the pew. It's funny, Javi thinks, how even something as strong and solid as wood still has its own breaking point. You were the most solid and strongest person he knew.

(i may or may not have already made a playlist for this as well)

and then a fun (and kind of fluffy) smut(lite) preview for below

Santa's Little Helpers pt. ii - (dieter x fat f!reader x ezra) 2nd part to @covetyou 's gift

In a split second, his grasp moves to the back of your neck, holding it firmly. A gasp echoing from your right only has you assuming he's doing the same thing to Dieter. You open your eyes, finding Ezra looking back and forth between you and Dieter, that self assured and satisfied smirk making a repeat appearance. He swipes his thumb along your bottom lip before looking over to Dieter and doing the same. "Open your mouths." Three simple words, one complicated demand. The thought of Ezra wanting to spit in your mouth, to show this power you and Dieter have granted him over you two, was enough to thoroughly soak the panties that now cling to your pussy. But the actuality? It kind of makes your skin crawl. Before you can do it yourself, Dieter pipes up to set the record straight. "She doesn't like that." Ezra's look of confusion eggs him on. "The uh- you were going to spit in our mouths, right? That's why you asked us to open our mouths?" Ezra simply nods his head, a puzzled look still adorning his features as it catches up to him. But he clearly seems to have gotten the message as he immediately looks down at you with a soft smile. "I must apologize, I shouldn't have just assumed."

np tags: @perotovar @sp00kymulderr @chronically-ghosted @whatsnewalycat @jolapeno @yopossum @burntheedges @mysterious-moonstruck-musings @guiltyasdave @moonlitbirdie

[magpiepills]

Do you have a fic notifs blog mayhaps perbe?? Love your writing, I just don’t wanna miss out on new works 🩷 hope your week is going well!!

Well, Bug! I did not. I’ve always just posted with abandon, no schedule, no real plan, no kind of consideration or forethought. No notion that anyone would want their phone pinged at 2 am when I get done typing up some horny garbage and then post it without editing it. It’s a quantity over quality situation, y’know?

But you asked, and who am I to deny you? Now I’ve made @the-bat-signal-for-fics and we just have to live with the consequences, whatever they may be.

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

Get Pedro to play with your hair

Oh don't get me started... I would be purring. The thought itself is uhh..

Or like him running his fingers up and down your back under the shirt his shirt that you're wearing. And you're grumbling about all the things that you hate about today and he's just listening, popping in a quick aha and yeah that sucks. Just letting you take it all out. You're practically laying on top of him, head buried in his neck, being a little potato. And Pedro is man with a goal. Goal being-getting you to sleep. So you best believe he's not going to stop slowly drawing patterns all over your skin until your body eases and you're snoring softly. Happy smile on his face as he looks down at your sleepy frame.