#dio nypd blue

[teresiel]

I want to challenge every weird nasty person in Hollywood and social media to look at this androgynous queen and have the nerve to call him "daddy 😜" and fantasize about him as some masculine father fetish again. Challenge your values Karen and stop objectifying and harassing this dude.

Unless you're referring to him as a leather daddy. I get that and it's not weirdly associated with children.

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can you guys pretty please give me pedro pascal characters requests I want to write more !!

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Pedro Pascal as Shane 'Dio' Morrissey

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"Thinking back, early on in your career when you'd do guest spots on shows like NYPD Blue, Law & Order, CSI; was there a role that stands out in your memory because it was an unusually complicated character or unusually fun to play?"

PEDRO PASCAL on HOT ONES (2023) | x

[pedgito]

PEDRO PASCAL as SHANE 'DIO' MORRISSEY NYPD BLUE (1993—2005): Season Eight, Episode Nine 'Oh Golly Goth'

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feisty lil goth guy i love you

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𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔪𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔞 𝔭𝔬𝔭𝔲𝔩𝔞𝔯 𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔬𝔯 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔶𝔢𝔡 𝔞 𝔥𝔬𝔱 𝔢𝔪𝔬 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢

[wardenparker]

In the Still of the Night

Zach Wellison x female reader Co-written with @absurdthirst

Grown up and looking to the future, Zach Wellison and bunkmate Shane Morrissey are working for a new cruise line that offers its guests a vintage Vegas experience on the Mediterranean. The romantic atmosphere is rubbing off on many of the crew members, and Zach finds himself to be no exception when he meets the beautiful lead singer of Shane's band.

But being wrapped in the seductive arms of an atmospheric cruise is a far cry from real life. How will their relationship fare on dry land? They can't know unless they try.

There’s a peace that come with the early morning hours. The darkness is only cut by the lights from the interior of the ship. The sound of the water and waves are all Zach can hear from where he is standing against the rails, looking down at the faint waves as they rush by the hull of the cruise liner.

It’s been a long hard road to where he is right now. Clawing his way up from depression, despair and anger. Slowly starting to believe that he deserves to be happy, deserves to do more than sleep on the ground and cart everything he owns in a back pack and be on guard with a pipe in his hand.

Now he has a room - although he had a roommate - with a bunk that is all his own. A small, but growing, collection of personal items plus a bank account that has more than a few dollars in it. It has made him think about other things. Like the mark that he wears, the link between him and the soulmate that happens to be out there somewhere in the vastness of the ocean that would be between them.

Anyone on my master taglist will be tagged for this too, as usual! But if you'd like to be tagged in grown up Zach and Dio's story, leave a comment on this post!

[crowandmousewritingco]

Crimes Against Each Other

Pairing: Dio x trans!reader

Words: 2.9 k

Rating: M (18+ MDNI)

Summary: You wronged Dio, but was it all your fault?

Warnings: Blackmail, stabbing, inaccurate court room proceedings (I tried my best) implied abuse (off screen) smut city, male terms for genitalia (cock, and dick), praise and degradations, use of the term "sir," swearing.

Author: Mod Mouse

Notes: This is my second entry in the Roll-A-Trope put on by the lovely @burntheedges. I struggled a little with this one, but I liked how it turned out! This time is was enemies to lovers (a personal favorite on mine.)

To say that Dio hated you was an understatement. You were a rat in his eyes, someone who was willing to use him as a scapegoat for whatever scheme you had going on. Dio had trusted you telling you secrets that only he knew, and he was actually feeling an attachment to you. But then you had the audacity to tell the police that he was guilty of the accused crimes. When he was dragged off in handcuffs outside the hotel that night, he saw you talking to the brown haired police officer and pointing in Dio's direction. So there was no denying your accusation. 

His anger seethed as he paced in his holding cells, rage rolling over him in vicious waves. The guard had already warned him several times about kicking the bench, but he didn’t care. He was angry and he was gonna let everyone know about it. That earned him a nice shiner and a few bruised ribs, but that didn’t hurt nearly as much as your betrayal. He didn’t want to admit how much he liked you, but that bridge had burned that night leaving anger in the hole in his heart where you once resided. 

Dio kept his anger seething until the day of his trial. The fire in his eyes was evident as he stared ahead, led by two officers down the bright white hallways of the holding cells. It was only a short walk before they entered the nice marbled building of the court house. They sat him down by his table unclasping the handcuffs behind his back before re-cuffing his hands in his lap. Both lawyers made their way into their respective areas. Dio’s attorney briefed him on his case, and he nodded understanding the explanation. As he waited for the judge to arrive, he took a quick look around the room seeing all the familiar faces in the crowd. His eyes squinted when he saw you, but something stirred in him when he saw the state you were in. 

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Reader POV

You squeezed your hands in your lap to keep yourself from shaking. Terrified wouldn’t even scratch the surface on how you felt. You were so anxious you barely paid attention as the court proceedings began with opening statements. Each lawyer brought several witnesses up to give their statements to the jury. But you didn’t hear a word. You only tuned in what Raven gave her testimony, but even then you didn’t want to hear what she had to say. Her voice made you flinch with every word. 

Soon though you would get a moment's respite when the judge calls for a recess. You follow the crowd out to the hallway. A phone. That’s what you need right now. You tried to stay calm as you scoured the hallway for a sign of that metal box. It wasn’t long until your eyes landed on the red lettering and you weaved your way through the bodies, hurrying to claim it before someone else had a chance. 

Shakily you took the quarters out of your pocket and one at a time put them in the coin slot under the number pad with a clang. You took a deep breath as you held the receiver to your ear and dialed the one person you could count on, muscle memory kicking in as you pressed the numbers.  It took a few rings before the familiar voice rang through. “Hello?” 

You sniffled. “H-Hi mom.” Tears began to blur your vision and you quickly wiped them away. 

“Oh hun what’s wrong?” She asked her soothing voice to help calm your nerves. 

“D-Do you ever have to do things you don’t want to do but you have to do it because you love the person?” You asked, twirling the cord between your fingers. 

“What happened hun?” She asked you, the maternal concern lacing her words.

And you couldn’t hide anything from your mother. “I-I had to rat on my friends.” Your voice shook as you confessed in the bustle of the hallway. “They didn’t do anything wrong. I…I went out with a police officer for a bit but he was an asshole and wouldn’t let me go and told me that if I didn’t help him as an informant then…” 

“Honey, you need to tell them what happened. Where are you?” 

“I can't, it's too late. I’m at the trial now. We’ve recessed, I can't…” You teared up feeling the immense weight of the situation on your shoulders. 

“Then there’s still time. I believe in you. You're my kid after all.” Mom encouraged you. The strength you got from your mother was something you always admired. 

You took a deep breath letting the soothing sounds of your mother’s voice wash over you. “Thanks mom.” 

“Now go get em tiger.” She replied and you hung up the receiver. 

You sighed leaning your head on the cool metal, letting yourself calm down before you had to go back into that stuffy room. It was cut short when you heard a voice. “You didn’t wanna rat us out huh?” 

The sudden voice made you jump and you looked over at the mystery voice. Dio had stepped away from the police officers flanking him, leaning against the marbled wall. You glanced down at the scuffed handcuffs and you started tearing up again. “N-No Dee–Dio. I’m sorry.” 

Dio silently stood up and walked over to you, his platform books clunking against the tile. He went to speak, going to gesture at you when you flinched back, memories of your ex flashing in your mind. Dio paused looking at his hand then back to you before looking back at his tattooed palm. Confusion filled him as both the betrayal was fresh in his mind, but his memories of affection still reacted at your flinch, “Who hurt you?” 

“N-No one.” You replied as you straighten your back. 

“Bullshit, people don’t just flinch like that,” Dio replied with an odd sense of calm. 

You bite your lips as you cast your eyes down, unable to make eye contact. Tears now flowed down your cheeks in a small river. 

Ringed fingers gently lift your chin to meet Dio’s dark eyes. “I won’t be mad.” 

Few moments ticked by before you answer. “I dated the wrong guy, and now…now I have to be an informant for the police.” 

Dio opened his mouth to speak when the officer alerted them to return to the courtroom. “There seems to be a story there. I’ll tell my lawyers what you told me, and all you do is tell the truth on the stand.” He stated holding your gaze in his dark eyes for a few more beats before turning around letting himself be escorted back. You stood there a few seconds longer, taking deep breaths before you followed suit. 

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“You may take the stand now,” The judge ordered as you stood from your place in the audience. With your eyes forward you strode forward with your head held high trying to make yourself as confident as you could. But inside you were shaking like a leaf. With fists clenched at your side, you stepped up the stairs to the witness stand. 

Once you had been sworn in and sat down in your seat as the sleazy prosecutor approached the witness stand. “Were you present the night of the stabbing?” 

“Yes,” You answer simply. 

“Can you tell us what happened that night?” He asked, leaning against the bannister. 

You took a deep breath and glanced over at Dio who with the subtlest nods urged you on. With that bout of encouragement you continued. “We were at a party, just me, Dio, Raven, X and Alex. Dio was not the one to stab him.”

A low mumble ran through the crowd as the truth came out. The lawyer paused and looked back at you. “Is that the truth?” 

“It is.” 

“Then why is that different from the story you told the cops?” The lawyer asked, trying to intimidate you. 

But you weren’t scared of him. He wasn’t the scary one right now. “I-I was blackmailed into becoming an informant for the police.” 

“Objection, I don’t think the witness is of sane mind.” The prosecutor accused as he approached the bench. 

“I am of sane mind, your honor.” You replied, staring down the lawyer.

The judge glanced between the two of you. “Objection overruled. Not relevant to this case. Please continue with your statement.” 

“Thank you. I had been dating one of the officers a few months back, but when he became increasingly violent with me, I left him. But he didn’t really like that so he blackmailed me with some…not so savory pictures of me. If I didn’t get him this information he would release them to everyone I knew.” You admitted as a tear streamed down your cheek. 

The crowd murmured once again before the judge brought his gavel down again. “Order!” The judge gazed down at you. “Can you name the officer who did this to you?” 

You looked up at the judge before surveying the crowd. “I-It was Officer Ryan. I have voicemails he sent me threatening me. I saved them if anything were to happen to me.” 

A figure in the crowd stood up and pointed at the bench. “You lying bitch! I never fucking did that you cunt!” A weight formed on your shoulders as the nights of screaming came back into your mind, his words bite into your spirit once again. Security was quick and grabbed his arms, dragging him out of the courtroom. A shaky breath escaped your lips as the room returned to normal. 

The sleazy lawyer rubbed his temples. “No further questions, Your Honor.” 

The defense attorney took to the floor and asked. “Why exactly would Officer Ryan want to know information about this crime?” 

“He was Raven’s drug dealer. After Raven realized Dio didn’t want to be anything serious, she went into a bit of a spiral. And being the manipulative man Ryan was, he convinced her that Dio and me were the bad guys and sought revenge. Raven was a way to get back at me.” 

“Why Raven?” He asked, clasping his hands behind his back. 

“We’ve been best friends since high school. He knew we were close and that I was spending more time with Dio than she was. She was the perfect candidate for hurting me.” 

“With this new information, can you tell us exactly what happened that night?” The lawyer asked. 

You nodded as you started your tale. “We were hanging out in the hotel room that night around 9 that night. We were drinking together and sharing a pack of cigs for the group. Just one of our standard hang out parties. I never was much of a drinker so I was a lot more sober than the rest of the group. 

“Everything was chill until Alex started making moves on Raven. Now at this point Dio had told Raven that he didn’t want anything serious with her so she was in a rough spot. So we were just handing out when Alex tried to hit on her. I think that’s what broke the camel’s back. When he went to put his arm around her shoulders she whipped out her knife and stabbed him. 

“Of course we were all scared and when I screamed she whipped around with the knife pointed at me. She screamed about how I’ll pay for this. By then Dio grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the hotel room. But when we got to the lobby, police were already there and arrested him.I tried to run away but Ryan dragged me outside so when the actual police arrived it made it look like a legitimate arrest.” 

When you finished your story, the court room was silent and you wished for the earlier ruckus. The judge was the one to break the silence. “Court will recess for three days.” He hit the gavel and stood from his stand. 

The crowd started to disperse and you stayed on the stand staring out at the mingling crowd. A cocktail of emotions flooded your brain. Relief to finally have that off of your chest, but at the same time dread from what the future might hold. Those thoughts spirled in your head so much that you didn’t notice Dio once again approaching you. “Seems like you could use some cheap ass Chinese food.” 

You chuckled and you made your way down from the stand. “You know me too well.” 

Dio smirked and together you walked out of the courtroom. You hoped your nerves would calm down with a full stomach. 

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With stomachs full of greasy food, and an agonizing long walk you stood together in front of Dio’s studio apartment. The awkwardness still hung between you despite the dinner conversation. How desperately you wanted things to go back to what they were before the terrible events. You picked at your fingernails until you gained the courage to speak. 

“Look I’m-” 

“Come up to my apartment,” Dio interrupted as he turned to unlock the door, not saying another word.

You followed him silently up the creaky staircase that led to a door with peeling red paint. With the lock undone he pushed into his apartment and you followed him inside. As soon as the door was closed behind you, Dio pushed you against the wood giving you no time to speak before he kissed you with passion you’d never felt before. Of course you were caught off guard, but you came back to senses and kissed him back with equal force. 

“I’m sorry,” You whispered against his lips. 

Gently but with enough pressure he grabbed your chin forcing your eyes to meet his. “Look what you did hurt me,” He answered bluntly, and you tried to drop your gaze from his piercing eyes. “But the hurt was different from other pains I’ve experienced. You’re my fucking kryoponite.” He softly growled. 

Confusion filled your head. “W-What do you mean?” 

He chuckled softly and shook his head. “I’m in fucking love with you. Even after all this shit. It hurt more because I care about you.” 

“But–” You started and Dio covered your mouth with his ringed hand. 

You squinted in annoyance but he smirked. “There’s the attitude I love.” He removed his hand and began kissing you quickly and passionately. And you happily returned the energy. You loved him too, and you hated having to do what you had to do. 

Dio pulled you into his living room without breaking the kiss. With a light shove, you fell back on the worn cushion with a little bounce, though you weren’t alone for long. Dio climbed on top of you taking your lips in his once again. 

Your fingers found his curly hair and as you kissed him you gave them a tug earning a moan from Dio. “Good fucking boy.” He growled. His praise shot straight to your dick. 

“Fuck Dio I need you so fucking badly.” You moaned and Dio gently wrapped his long fingers around your neck. 

“That’s not my fucking name.” He smirked. 

You swallowed feeling the pressure against your neck. “Sir.” 

“Good little slut.” He growled and released your neck. 

Stars danced in your vision as the blood flowed back to your head. You only came back to your body as you felt the chill of Dio’s rings on your stomach. Shivers course through your body as he dipped his fingers into your pants. You gasp as his fingers expertly stroke your cock. 

“Fuck Sir,” You throw your head back against the cushion. Dio’s fingers played with all the sensitive areas sending you quickly to your orgasm. 

“I’ve waited too long to see you writhe on my fingers.” Dio purred and he didn’t stop as electricity surged through your body as you came. Legs shook as Dio never let up on his movements. Instead he sped up, sending you into an overstimulating high. Words escaped you as your brain was filled with endorphins. 

You weren’t sure how many times you had cum for Dio but eventually he let up, pulling his fingers from your pants. He smirks and hungrily licks your arousal from each finger savoring the taste. “Fucking hell you taste downright sinful.” 

Blush dusted your cheeks and you covered your face. “Don’t say shit like that.” 

“Why? Afraid you might like it?” He teased and you pulled him down on top of you. Dio chuckled as you kissed him though this time softer. 

The two of you stayed like that for a long while, kissing and just enjoying the touch of each other once again. 

You broke off gently kissing his cheek. “So what does this make us?” 

Dio smirked. “Were the orgasms not enough of an answer?” 

You rolled your eyes. “Sorry my thought process was a little stunted. Spell it out for me.” 

“I want to be your boyfriend. I almost lost you today and I’ll be damned if that happens again,” He answered, kissing your wrist. 

“Even after everything?” 

“You got up there and told off that son of a bitch. You ain’t some drone. You’re a tough guy and I like that about you.” 

“I love you Dee Dee,” You whispered gently, kissing his forehead. 

“I love you too,” He blushed and nuzzled his nose into your neck. Together you laid there cuddling like you were the only two people in the world. The trial could wait a few more days. What mattered was that you were Dio’s and you loved that.

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Following this link you’ll find 55 gifs (245x150) of Pedro Pascal as Shane 'Dio' Morrissey in NYPD Blue: Oh Golly Goth (S8E9) from 2001. Pedro Pascal is a Chilean-American actor and was 25 at the time of filming.

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Trigger-warnings: violence

[odetodilfs]

A pill

A/N: Hooooly shit is this my kinkiest fic yet, and my first Dio one too, I didn't hold back in this one, enjoy the filth. Also never have I ever used actual aphrodisiacs so I kinda tried to replicate what I see in sex pollen fics.

Pairing: sub!male!reader x dom!Dio Morissey

Warnings: SMUT, use of aphrodisiacs (consensual btw), edging, blindfolds, multiple orgasms, praising, use of "good boy", heavy teasing Summary: Dio decides to use a pill on you, to toy with your pleasure even more than he already does...

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Dio was jerking you off slowly while you were tied to the bed. Your stomach rising and falling along with your hips, you squirm in pleasure, trying to get more pleasure out of this, Dio just looked at you with a dominant face as he slowed down even more. You let out a soft whimper. As he rarely brought his tongue to your tip and licked it ever so softly, like an ice cream that’s too cold. “Wait right here” he said as he got up to grab something, you heard him fidgeting with plastic and he came back with a pill in his hand.

“What 's that?” you asked, genuinely wanting to know, “Don’t worry, this isn’t illegal or anything, it’s just something to… make your feelings more intense” he replied, oh, was he talking about an aphrodisiac? He put the pill close to your mouth, getting the glass of water in your nightstand so you could gulp it down, “If you want to, of course” Dio was a kinky guy, but he believed firmly in consent. You nodded and opened your mouth, you barely tasted the pill as he put the glass to your lips and you drank it, “Good boy” he said as he went back between your legs. 

A few minutes later your body started getting overwhelmed with a desperate feeling of horniness and a need for release never before felt, “Dio- please-” you were no longer grateful for the slow strokes he gave you, you needed more. He stroked ever so slightly faster, “You want pleasure? Get it yourself” he said, wrapping his hand around your cock as you lazily started thrusting up, fucking his hand. You looked pathetic, which turned Dio on and finally started to stroke you, he brought his head to your tip and started to lick it at it with the most wicked smirk on his face. He started to stroke you as fast as he could, your breath started to get louder and your moans as well. The feeling was building up, you were so close, yes, yes…

No release. 

Dio removed his hand from your cock the second before, “You think I’d let you cum that quickly while you’re so desperate? I want to toy with your pleasure” he said as he went back to your twitching cock and started sucking it, taking the full thing down his throat this time. He didn’t choke, nor could you make him choke, your thrusts upwards were too weak. This repeated itself many many times, Dio edged you for hours as the effects of the sex drugs were at their peak, letting you release yourself maybe once.  Your mind was melting in horniness...

It had been 2 hours since then, you were aching for a second orgasm which Dio had been edging for the past hour, “You’re so desperate, aren’t you?” he said as he got up and grabbed a blindfold. He put it on you and the lack of a sight amped up your horniness more, he started jerking you off again, knowing you weren’t gonna get that sweet release this time either, you got close to your high, trying to not enjoy too much to be disappointed and he pulled away. He stood up and closed the door, “I’ll be back in a few minutes” Dio said as he left you there, tied up in bed, with a blindfold, your dick throbbing and hard as rock.

You were left there in a few minutes, in extreme horniness, no way of releasing yourself and alone. After what must have been around 10 minutes Dio came back in and opened the door “Dio- please- I can’t- I can’t take it anymore-” your words got into him at last, after the countless pleads you’d muttered as he edged you, he got down and started blowing your dick, giving you a nice, sloppy wet blowjob. He jerked you off as he did this and your moans got super loud, you were so close, and you knew it was gonna be an intense climax.

The feeling started to build up again “Oh- Dio- oh yes- yes-” was all you could moan as he didn’t stop, you couldn’t see his expression through the blindfold. You reached your peak as your vision went white and you experienced one of the most intense orgasms of your life, you were still shaking when you felt Dio untie the last restraint on you and then took off your blindfold, he had prepared to room to not be blinding for you, then he took your face in his hands gently, “Are you okay?” he asked, with genuine kindness. It reminded you of the fact that Dio genuinely loved you and cared for your wellbeing, “Better than ever” you smiled. You spent the rest of the evening cuddled in his arms while he told you you did well and were a very good boy.

[bits-and-babs]

((☁️)) + 10 + Pedro Pascal as Shane 'Dio' Morrissey. He's such a little rat bastard, I imagine him aged up, of course, probably after he gets out of prison? Somewhere in his 40's.

((You're so nice, wah I tried to look and couldnt find it like a dummy, so so sorry about that!))

“𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝?”

pairing: Shane ‘Dio’ Morrissey x f!Reader

warnings: 18+ you nasties. Masturbation, exhibitionism, echoes of Dio’s god complex!

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“F-Fuck-“ you choke out, tears welling in your eyes as you bury your hand in your panties and finally give in to the throbbing need between your thighs.

24 hours. You only had to wait another 24 hours and Dio would be home, but you’re burning for him already, desperate for some friction against your neglected clit. His parole meeting was tomorrow, and his lawyer was certain that it would be granted. Years of behavioural therapy and positive steps left the board with no choice.

The promise of his hands and lips in yours, his voice in your ear whispering what he’d do to you. His letters he sent you during incarceration were filthy— you knew he intended to keep his promises.

Whimpering softly, you rock your aching clit against the heel of your palm in the darkness. You can feel it, the creeping crescendo of your orgasm ebbing at the edges of your mind.

“So, it looks like you’ve betrayed me,” a rumbling voice sounds from the doorway of your bedroom, shocking you out of your impending bliss as you sat up quickly against the mattress. Your wide eyes fall on Dio, leaning against the doorframe and crossing his arms over his chest. He looks odd like this, without his piercings. The holes had closed back up after years without them. Grey litters his black hair, fine lines and creases by his eyes.

“I-“ you choke, and Dio raises his finger in warning.

“Did you miss feeling me around you so much that you’ve resorted to your hand? Hmm?” He coos, and you can feel your face burn under his gaze. You watch his hand drift down his sternum, palming himself through his trousers. “Parole meeting was pushed forward. Got to come home early.”

Oh…

“Well, don’t stop on my account. If you ache for me, prove it.”

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Pedro Pascal as Shane ‘Dio’ Morrissey NYPD Blue (1993-2005)

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PEDRO PASCAL as SHANE "Dio" MORRISSEY NYPD Blue (1993-2005) 8.09 "Oh Golly Goth"

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PEDRO PASCAL as SHANE ‘DIO’ MORRISSEY NYPD Blue: Season Eight, Episode Nine — Oh, Golly Goth

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he's so babygirl 🥺❤️✨️