#marcus pike x the thief

[moonlight-prose]

PEDRO CHARACTERS MASTERLIST✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

a/n: below you can find all the works that i have created for the show/game the last of us! they’re all on this post, but in the future some of the characters might get their own masterlist post.

Under no circumstances may you steal my work, say it’s yours, or post it somewhere else. The writings I put on here are mine unless stated otherwise.

smut =🔥| angst =💫 | fluff =🌙

FRANKIE MORALES ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Blissful Mornings | 18+🔥

Summary: Frankie had a promise to make good on and you were more than happy to oblige. After all isn’t this what rainy mornings are for? Absolute bliss.

Remedy |🌙

Summary: Frankie had a way about him that kept you sane, kept you from falling off the edge. Maybe it was the love he gave that did it, or maybe it was just him.

Not in Nottingham |🌙| ao3

Summary: Your safe haven would always be Frankie, the old rickety swing on your porch, and the view of the sunset going down.

Breakfast | 18+🔥

Summary: Frankie had a promise to make good on and you were more than happy to oblige. After all isn’t this what rainy mornings are for? Absolute bliss.

The Beauty of Him |🌙

Summary: "He seemed to bring out the person in you that acted stupidly in love, but then again, he could say the same about you."

Put Your Head on My Shoulder |🌙

Summary: "Frankie had loved you for years. Ever since you smiled at him when he was in his college days he was smitten, forever yours."

Sunkissed Love |🌙

Summary: You just wanted to sunbathe; except you saw the way his eyes lingered on you for longer than necessary.

Give Me All of You | 18+🔥

Summary: "You weren’t worried about anything with Frankie, especially when it came to traveling."

Love In the Time of Grocery Shopping |🌙

Summary: That was the last place you expected to meet the love of your life. But life was odd at times.

Future Lover |🌙| ao3

Summary: “You wanted his flames to consume you, to give you everything you could have wanted out of love. Something in you called out to him—telling you with certainty that you’d never find another like him.”

Silhouettes of Love | 18+🔥| UPCOMING SERIES

Endlessly | 18+🔥| Kinktober 2023

Summary: “Tonight you were two people exploring the twists and turns of love. what it meant to be tied to one another, to be committed so thoroughly that you felt in the depths of your heart.”

JAVIER PEÑA ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Would That I | 18+🔥| ao3

Summary: He didn’t know how to make his mind quiet. Not after everything he’d been through. But there were days he’d come home, find you there greeting him with a smile, and realize that you were all he needed.

Sorrows of Sunlight and Apathy of Love | 💫

Summary: A character study of Season 3 Javi.

A Love So Sweet It Stains (series) | 18+🔥| ao3 | discontinued

Summary: After he left his job, the life he knew, he moved back home. Except he couldn’t find any solace there and sought a peaceful time away from the chaos his mind ensued. So, he decided to get away from it all. Just as you were doing the same.

In The Early Hours of the Morning |🌙

Summary: "You wanted to stay here, wrapped up in his arms for as long as you possibly could. When you rarely got moments like this with him you cherished them for as long as you had them."

Carnal Desire | 18+🔥

Summary: "Except one gentle press of his lips to yours opened the gates for the raw hunger both of you felt."

Desperation | 18+🔥

Summary: "The desperation for each other. The pull that was there, but neither of you would acknowledge past this. It all played a factor until you were being pulled under willingly."

Javi Drabble | 18+🔥

Summary: "His love, his light - you came before everything."

Epiphanies in Disguise (series) | 18+🔥| ao3

Summary: He never really considered himself a detective and yet somehow one phone call resulted in him being dragged into a tumultuous case. You never ever thought of yourself as a murderer and yet one phone call from your friend causes you to look like one.

AGENT WHISKEY ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Smooth as Whiskey | 18+🔥

Summary: He was the cowboy that caught your eye in the bar after a long day. Except it was the offer and debate of whiskies that brought you together.

Neon Moon | 18+🔥| COMING SOON

EZRA ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Exquisite Tragedy | 18+🔥| Professor!Ezra

Summary: There is an aspect of life that Ezra find fascinating and that is falling in love. He didn’t expect to fall, but then you wandered into his life and he couldn’t resist.

Souls of a Twin Flame | 18+🔥| Witch!Ezra

Summary: The beginning of the end for both you and Ezra.

MARCUS PIKE ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

The Lies We Tell to Stay Sane | 18+🔥

Summary: After searching for him for so long, you finally found your former partner and the man they claimed went rogue.

PERO TOVAR ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Guardian | 💫

Summary: "Instead, you fell forward into his arms, the weight of the memories you’d hold forever making it hard to breathe."

Various Storms & Saints (series) | 18+🔥| Pero Tovar x Witch!Reader | COMING SOON

OBERYN MARTELL ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Sweet Madness | 18+🔥| Biker!Oberyn | Kinktober 2021

Summary: You would do anything for this man, even going so far as surrendering to the intense pleasure he offered.

Breath Of Life | 18+🔥| haunted hoedown | Mythological AU | ao3

Summary: Punctured by the arrow of Cupid, Oberyn is suddenly infatuated with you. You…the very breath in his lungs, the clouds in his sky, the reason the sun shone down on his home. He was in love and yet you couldn’t have felt more different.

DAVE YORK ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

It's All Forgotten Now | 18+🔥| The Shining AU

Summary: They say the honeymoon phase is full of romance, happy moments you could share forever. Yet there you were, pointing the barrel of a shotgun at your new husband, with only one thought running through your mind. Fuck Marriage.

Affection | 💫

Summary: He finally reveals the truth after so long.

THE THIEF ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Wicked Games (series) | discontinued

Summary: Welcome to the Devil’s playground…enter if you dare, but don’t touch anything unless you wish to seal your fate with the queen of hell herself.

Unamed Series | 18+🔥| UPCOMING

[galaxyedging]

A little Halloween visit to my Pedro Boy motel.

Agent Ortega x f!reader, The Thief x f!reader

(My Ortega and Reader from Trust and my Thief from New Year's Eve.)

WC:3.9k

Warnings: Smut. Unprotected P in V sex. Cum eating. Blow job. Literal magical sex. Blood and gore.

Summary: The motel usually makes dreams come true. On Halloween, things get even more magical.

Part of And It Just Keeps Getting Better

Halloween Weekend

Mrs Lord pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. Her eyes were beginning to ache from going over paperwork. It just so happened that Halloween fell on one of their Fantasy Weekends and she was determined to make it memorable. Everything had to be perfect from the themed mocktails to the costumes, oh boy, would there be costumes. The thought of the guys all dressed up was almost too much. The clients would go nuts. Almost entirely lost in her vision she didn't realise that she was being watched. Something was stalked through the house towards her. It took its time, keeping its footsteps slow and gentle so as to not make a sound. It was only when it was right by her paperwork covered bed that she saw it

"I vant to suck your blood. Blah!" The creature announced as it pounced on her.

"Maxwell!" She playfully admonished. "You'll crumple my paperwork!"

"Sorry, Mi Vida. I just can't help it. You look good enough to eat." He managed to get out around his fake fangs.

"To eat, huh?" She raised an eyebrow at him.

That's how Max in his leather posing pouch and little black cape came to be face down between her legs for the next half an hour, thankfully minus the plastic glow in the dark fangs, while she deliberated over the food menu. Once she was satisfied in more ways than one, it was her turn to suck.

"Pathetic fallacy." Ezra mumbled as he looked out of his window.

Gregor lifted his head from the book he was reading. "Huh?"

"Oh nothing. It just seems like the weather has decided to join us in the festive mood. There's a storm coming in."

"I'm going to check the storm shutters just in case those clouds don't blow over. We've got enough food and water if we get cut off. Can you check the radios are all charged and handed out?" Joel asked Dave as he checked his tool box.

"Were you a survivalist in a past life?" Dave ribbed his friend.

"Something like that." Joel muttered heading out.

"Mrs Lord, I took down some of your decorations outside. If the wind picks up it'll rip through them like a tornado in a trailer park." Jack deposited the gathered decorations on the desk.

"Thank you, Jack." Mrs Lord gave him a half smile. It was all she could give him with the stress this weekend on her head.

Everything had been fine, all but one guest had checked in. All the preparations were complete. Then the sky started to darken. The weatherman had called for clear skies, it was unnerving to see anything but. With their location they had prepared for situations like this. They had a backup generator, emergency supplies, they were in a good position should the worst happen.

Mrs Lord let out a steadying breath. "It'll be fine."

Lightning flashed across the sky, it was almost lost against the lights of the reception room. The accompanying thunder was definitely lost against the sounds of the party in full swing. Almost all of the guests were happily paired with a partner for the night. Din, in his Knight costume, had a woman on each arm. Ezra in his best Pirate Captain threads had accepted a client. Oberyn was dressed as a god in golden robes, much to Dieter's delight, who was dressed, fittingly, as a housecat. His 'costume' consisted of a black jumper, black sweats and cat ears. It was almost as half hearted as Jack's Cowboy costume, which consisted of his normal clothing. Even Joel had put in a bit more effort with his pale face paint and neck bolts. He figured Frankenstein's Monster was fitting for him.

As the pairings filed out, ducking under the awning to hide from the driving rain, Maxwell noticed a guest, dressed in old wild west clothing, standing with both the Marcuses.

"Gentlemen." Maxwell greeted them. "What seems to be the problem?"

Pike spoke up "It seems that Mr Ortega here was booked in with Max Phillips but he's nowhere to be found. My client is missing and Moreno's was a no show."

Max thought for a moment. "I know we have one no show. So where is your client? And Phillips?" Max Phillips may be a brash jerk but clients liked him well enough. He always left them in a euphoric daze as they checked out. He didn't mix much with the other employees but he was a busy man. He worked in the city by day and spent his evenings working at the motel. Beyond that no one really knew much about him.

Maxwell did know that Max was very professional and had never missed an appointment. "Let's go look for him."

The short leather skirt creeping up her thighs was definitely out of her comfort zone.

"Come as you aren't night." She reminds herself as she hurries along to the party that she is late for.

Stopping once again to pull down her skirt, a voice from behind you makes her jump. "I think it looks great."

Spinning around, she found the voice's owner leaning in a doorway. His long legs crossed at the ankle as he leans against the frame. Taking in how strikingly handsome he is, she hopes that he's that man she's here to meet.

"Marcus?" She tries.

"And you would be…?" He holds out his hand.

For a second she wondered why he wouldn't already have her name, since the host assured her that he had discussed her desires with Marcus and set everything up for her. Maybe he didn't give him her name to protect her in case she backed out, she reasons. Giving him her name she shakes his hand.

"Come on in." Giving her an easy smile he leads her into his room.

Once inside, Marcus is a little more forward than she expected. His thick fingers dig into her thigh and scalp as he pins her to the wall. His lips don't leave hers until she's breathless. All her insistence on taking things slow was rapidly flying out of the window and into the storm beyond. There was no hesitation left in her when his fingers hooked under her panties to move them to the side. With the first swipe of his fingers across her now throbbing clit, she decides that she wants him now.

Taking a breath to gather her courage she manages to say the word that's been hidden in her fantasies. "Daddy, please make me come."

Marcus lets out a deep chuckle as his fingers breach her, stretching her in the most delicious way. "Don't worry, Sweetness. Daddy will make you come hard."

Marcus made good on his promise, his fingers pumped in and out of her relentlessly until that spot inside her couldn't take anymore. Her walls clenched around him, pulling his fingers in as he pulled her in to kiss her neck. He kisses and suckes on her pulse point so hard that she knows she's going to have marks later. He only stops to lick his fingers clean of her cum before returning to her neck and sucking harder than before. No, not just sucking, biting.

A scream cut through the air. It wasn't unusual to hear screams echoing around the courtyard. It was unusual to hear one so clearly blood curling.

"That came from upstairs!" Pike called before taking the stairs two at a time with Ortega hot on his heels.

The two men had been in the courtyard trying to sort out alternative arrangements if Max Phillips wasn't found. Pike was sure Oberyn wouldn't mind some more company for the evening. Ortega politely entertained the idea but Pike could see he seemed pretty set on Phillips. He thought this odd for a first timer but maybe Mr Ortega was just a man who knew what he wanted.

Pike ran down the narrow balcony zeroing in on the sounds of a struggle.

"You bastard!" A woman screamed before the door to the next room flew open. Out sprinted Max Phillips, the lower half of his face covered with blood. Pike was about to chase him when he saw the woman holding her neck, the red of her tank top darkened.

Ortega ran past "I've got him."

Pike had no other choice than to let the other man handle it as he administered first aid while waiting for Kyle. Joel had given the paramedic a call after hearing the commotion.

Once the woman was safely taken down to the small medical room, Pike tried to make sense of what he'd seen.

"He bit her?!" Moreno was stunned even with the evidence in front of him.

"It looks like." Pike sighed, still in disbelief.

"Was that some sort of kink he had? Did he take it too far?" Moreno mused out loud.

Pero had joined them when he heard the fuss. He muttered something under his breath in Spanish that only Moreno caught.

"You can't be serious." Moreno huffed a laugh. "A vampire?"

"We never saw him in the daytime. Or saw him eat or drink. His clients always checked out acting rather peculiarly. I have travelled to many places with such myths and seen things that I cannot explain."

Before either Marcus could react to Pero, a man approached them from the shadows. "Your well travelled friend is right. You have a vampire in your midst."

The man was very well dressed. He had on a white dress shirt, fastened with an expensive looking pair of cufflinks complimenting the even finer watch on his wrist. He wore a black bow tie that matched his vest in colour. Black dress pants and designer shoes adorned his lower half and the outfit was completed by a leaf pattern embroidered overcoat.

"Forgive me. I am Señor Ladrón. I have been searching for your vampire for a while. He had left quite the trail of victims." The man informed them as casually as if he had just told them to expect rain.

"Well, you found him. What do we do now?" Joel stepped out of the first aid room, closing the door behind him to give the recovering victim some privacy.

"We kill him." Señor Ladrón stated simply.

This seemed to be a good enough answer for Joel who simply nodded. Pero seemed satisfied too. Both Marcus's had seen some weird things during their time in law enforcement but a vampire would be pushing it. Nevertheless there was a bad guy on the loose and it was their job to stop him. The men paired off. Joel with Pero, Pike with Moreno. Señor Ladrón excused himself to gather some equipment from his car.

"Do you think we should be letting him walk around here by himself? The guy thinks vampires are real." Moreno asks Pike as they make their way through the motel.

"Max is my biggest concern. I'll have Din go check on our visitor." Pike edged his way around to the part of the motel that was under development.

The only light was the glow from the well lit side of the motel, the full moon and the occasional flash of lightning. Even Pike had to admit with all the vampire talk and it being Halloween night, the whole setup had him a little rattled. A little. That must be why he could have sworn for a second that he saw a light on in the last room on the block, even when they found it completely empty.

The cloaking spell worked perfectly as you watched the Chef and Superhero take a look around the room before walking off the way they came.

It didn't take much to lure the vampire into a trap. It was thirsty in more ways than one, so with your blood pumping and all that flesh on display, how could he refuse to follow you into one of the rooms that were closed for refurbishment. The spell you had cast on the room took effect almost immediately. The well-dressed vampire swayed on his feet. With a little support from you, he made it to the bed.

"What the fuc…?" Was all he managed before he was out like a light.

Studying his profile in the light of the full moon you thought it was a shame to kill someone so handsome. "Sorry, Gorgeous. I promise it's for a good cause."

Straddling him, you pressed the tip of the cedar stake to his chest lining up it before preparing to raise it. A flash of lightning was followed by the boom of the door being kicked open.

Ortega ran into the room, grabbing the stake in your hand. "Carrying out the ritual without me?"

"Just like you tried the last one without me." You snatch the stake back.

"I was going to include you but you seemed a little preoccupied."

"For the last time. That was a business dinner!"

"He didn't seem to think that. Even when I made it clear to him."

"What? That's why he reneged on the deal!"

"If he couldn't handle a six shooter aimed at his balls, he had no place in business."

A scream of frustration left you. "Aren't you bored of this?! A hundred and fifty years we've been at this. You betray me. I betray you. One hundred and fifty years and we're still both so stubborn that we can't trust each other. We can't love each other." You feel the weight of your words slip from your shoulders.

Ignacio Oretga usually presented an intimidating front unless he needed to turn on the charm. There was exactly one person and one person only who could bring out the soft demeanour he took on now. "Darlin', there hasn't been one second of the last a hundred and fifty years that I haven't loved you. Now trust is another thing entirely…" he grinned.

"Don't laugh at me." You pout.

Ignacio leans in to kiss your bottom lip poking out. "I'm not laughing at you. I would never!"

"Yes, you would!" You grin back at him, your fingers fiddling with his lapels. "I love you, too."

The first kiss between you in a decade sparks the old fire between you. The reason for you being in this motel is nearly forgotten as Ignacio lifts you as close to his body as he can. He's eager to refresh his memory of your body against his.

"Wait, My Love. We need to finish the ritual or our hundred and fifty years end here."

Ignacio's fingers lace between yours around the stake. "Allow me." He slips the wood from your hand.

Ignacio lines the stake up just as you did and prepares to raise to deliver the killing blow. Just as it had with you, the door bursts open. A familiar figure is back lit by the lighting outside from the worsening storm.

"Thief." You spit in its direction.

"Oh, I'm so much more than that." He laughs. "For example, tonight I'm a trader."

"What is it you want to trade?" Ignacio's eyes narrow on him.

"The vampire and the secret to securing a few more years of life for you both, in exchange for allowing me to feast on the energy from the ritual."

"But we have the…" You trail off as you see that the vampire is gone and all that remains on the bed is a faint mist. The potent tang of magic settles on your tongue.

"When you say 'feast on the energy'...?"

Ignacio presses, keen to get rid of your uninvited guest.

"It's simple. To increase the longevity of the ritual you must make love in the blood of the creature rather than just bathe in it. I simply wish to watch and feed off your passion." The Thief sat himself in a chair at the end of the bed as if the whole thing was a done deal.

"You're an Incubus?" You wonder aloud.

"Among other things." His brown eyes glint red with amusement.

Turning to Ignacio, you could see him weighing up the deal.

"We've done more exotic things in bed." Your lips quirk up at the memory. "Prague."

"Hmm. California in the 70's." Ignacio smiled, stepping closer his hands finding your hips as if he was engaging you in a dance.

"Amsterdam." You swayed to the old melody supplied by your memories.

"So we are in agreement?" The Thief snapped his fingers and the vampire reappeared.

"Yes." You say in unison with Ignacio.

Neither of you so much as glance at The Thief as you let muscle memory take over until the two of you are naked. A wispy tendril of red mist winds its way to you from the hand of The Thief. It licks up your bare skin increasing the sensitivity of every nerve it touches. When it pushes between your legs it almost brings you to orgasm in an instant. Ignacio seems similarly affected as his cock flushes red and weeps.

"Just a little gift from me. For being so gracious in accepting my offer." The Thief undoes his belt as he speaks before cupping the large bulge below it.

Ignacio presses a single kiss to your bare shoulder, it's enough to make your knees weak. With shaking hands the two of you manage to wield the stake. The weight of the two of you tumbling into bed pushes the stake into the vampire's heart. An explosion of thick, crimson blood covers you as you sink down into the bed. Ignacio is inside you before you know it, filling you with his cum as your convulsing body milks it from him.

The Thief moans in contentment as he strokes himself through his clothing. "Again."

The tang of copper rolls over your tongue as Ignacio kisses you. It takes only a fraction longer for the two of you to come this time. Your heels dig into the meat of his pert ass as you draw him deeper. His warm release drips out on the bloodied sheets below. He seems to have even more for you than usual.

"Again." The Thief groans as he starts to stroke his now bare length.

Ignacio fights through the fog of his mystical arousal to position you where he wants you. He now has you on all fours. After all these years there is still something primal about spearing you on his cock from this angle. He manages to last a little longer this time. Enough that he gets to enjoy the arch of your back as he pulls on your hair and the jiggle of your ass as he smacks into it. His cum gushes into you as he stutters out a groan. Each climax feels electric. He wants to fuck you over and over. Not just because of the spell but to make up for lost time. How had he been so stubborn as to miss so much as a day with you?

Gripping the bed frame you try to compose yourself as the last orgasm fades. Each one hits like plunging into the ocean. It hits hard before consuming you in its depths. Making the mistake of looking up you see The Thief with his head thrown back in pleasure. His hips chase his hand as his fucks into his fist. The sight of him so freely chasing his pleasure has you coming again.

Ignacio's hand lands firmly on your ass cheek. "I forgot my naughty girl likes to watch. Thief!"

The Thief still carries on jerking his cock as he acknowledges Ignacio.

"Why don't you join us? My wife has a very talented mouth." Turned on by his own words, Ignacio Jackrabbits into you hard until he comes again.

The Thief moves with inhuman speed pressing the tip of his cock to your lips before you realise he even left his chair. "Would you like a taste?" He strokes your cheek gently until you open up for him.

The precum gathered on his slit is like nothing you've ever tasted before. You find yourself sucking and bobbing your head in earnest just to get more. When Ignacio starts snapping his hips into you from behind, the force causes you to gag on The Thief's swollen head. The sound makes Ignacio throb inside of you. His wife choking on a cock while he fucks her from behind prompts another load of his seed to fill up your warm cunt. The warmth of him triggers another orgasm from you. Whatever this magic is, you want more of it. Not just for the sex but for how your husband feels inside and against you. Ever touch is heightened. You couldn't get any closer to him than you are right now. It soothes the ache in your heart from spending years without him.

The Thief utters something in an unrecognisable language as you swallow around him. He then pulls out with a slick pop. "I will still let you have a taste but I'm afraid I might be too rough while I chase my end."

The Thief proceeds to wrap his hand around his thick girth.The noise of his balls slapping against his fist while he groans deeply is enough to even affect Ignacio. Flipping you over, he mouths at your blood soaked tits. Sucking on each nipple until it aches. Each suck and bit builds another climax it only takes his fingers pressing to your clit for you to achieve it. You watch in fascination as Ignacio's cock spurts another load across your thigh without even being touched. Running your fingers through it, you greedily stuff them in your mouth.

"I've missed you so much." You pull your husband in for a kiss that evolves into a slower pace of love making. Slower, but no less satisfying as you both come twice in each other's arms.

The laguid, comfortable satisfaction that The Thief drinks down reminds him of his own love at home waiting for him. He's almost full and his cock aches for release. He starts to withdraw his magic from them. It's harder than he anticipated as they were already so much in love and lust. He finally does so as Ignacio has his wife's legs spread wide in the air to thrust impossibly deep inside her. Reaching out, he grips her ankle to steady himself as he prepares to finish himself off. He's so close, he can feel the heat in his spine. Looking down, he watches Ignacio's thick cock splitting his wife's tight pussy open. Her folds glisten with both their releases. Her puffy, pink cunt looks throughly fucked still it pulls her husband's cock deeper. He can feel their love and passion fueling the spell. The magic in the air ripples over his skin, his nipples tighten just before his balls do. His fist works incredibly fast to pump his overdue spend over the face of the beautiful woman underneath him. As he covers his face, her husband paints her insides. The scream that rips from her leaves her mouth open to catch The Thief's seed. She rides out her climax on his husband's cock while licking The Thief's cum from around her mouth. The Thief thinks that he got the better end of the deal. As the heavy energy in the room lifts, The Thief prepares to leave.

All the years you'd seen the man as nothing more than an annoyance. Someone who turns up now and again when your agenda's crossed. Now you were seeing just how powerful he was.

"Wait. That was…" All coherent thought leaves your brain as you look up at your husband practically glowing. Your eyes trace a bead of sweat from his forehead down the curve of his beautiful nose before dripping onto your bare chest.

The Thief chuckles. "If you think I know how to celebrate Halloween, wait until you see how I celebrate New Years."

Author's Note: I had a completely different vibe planned for this one but I'm just so happy to have finished something after going through a dry spell.

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[chaoticgeminate]

Year of Video Game AUs Masterlist

Welcome to my series combining my love of video games and my love of Pedro Pascal. This is my contribution for the Year of Themed Creation, I hope that you enjoy what I've planned for you! These won't necessarily follow exact plots, some of these are in-universe only, but the theme of each game is the primary focus. So sit back, get comfy, and enjoy my stories and the accompanying playlist~

To enjoy all of the amazing "Year Of Themed Creations" head on over to @yearofcreation2023 where every piece of work is going to be put nicely on the library shelf or framed and hung up on the walls for everyone to enjoy.

January: Marcus P x f!Reader - The Saltwater Room (Raft) February: Pero x f!Reader - Black Vultures (The Forest) March: Javi G x f!Reader - Cloud Nine (Pokémon)

April: The Thief x f!Reader - Wicked Ways (Tomb Raider/Uncharted) May: Ezra x f!Reader - Iodine (Alice the Madness Returns) June: Marcus M x f!Reader - Break In (Coral Island/Stardew Valley)

July: Din x f!Reader - Warrior (Legend of Zelda) August: Oberyn x f!Reader - In the Shadows (Assassins Creed) September: Dave x f!Reader - Apocalyptic (Fallout)

October: Javi P x f!Reader - Misguided Ghosts (Phasmophobia) November: Joel x f!Reader - Tidal Wave (Zoo Tycoon) December: Frankie x f!Reader - Bright Eyes (Spiritfarer)

[kirsteng42]

Another incredible PP character masterlist!!! I’m so excited and love having all you fabulous writers and creators out there. I’m having a massive reread of my faves before I start back at work and I’m too knackered too!!!

Marcus Pike

Frankie Morales

Dave York

Javier Pena

Ezra

Pero Tovar

Din Djarin

Ricky Hauk

Zach Wellison

Marcus Moreno

Oberyn Martell

Max Phillips

Maxwell Lord

Agent Whiskey

Javier Gutierrez

The Thief

Veracruz

Omar Assarian

Joel Miller

Dieter Bravo

Tim Rockford

Kinktober 2021

Kinktober 2022

Christmas challenge 22

Headcannons

[pedgito]

It's the season of Summer Lovin'—and with the perfect...men. A Pedro Pascal character extravaganza all wrapped up into a series of locations, hidden behind numbers of your choosing and carefully crafted for each Pedro boy. If you're interested, please be sure to read through the following instructions and important information below:

There are 50 moodboards to choose from, first come first serve. (none of these pictures dictate the appearance of reader, this is all purely for vibes and up for your own interpretation) All request need to be sent through my askbox!

There's no maximum word count, but we suggest a minimum of 500 words if you're interested, but that is only a suggestion. Write as much or as little as your heart demands.

(Located under the read more) All numbers are separated by 10 location and labeled 1-5 on each, so when requesting a number please do so in the following manner, [ 'camping, #1' or 'barbecue, #5'] and in the chance that number is already taken, I will message you privately to re-choose.

These moodboards will come with the following requirements: a character, a location, and a quote/sentence that all must be incorporated into the fic, everything else is up to you!

All requests will take place June 2nd-3rd and entries will be due to be posted June 20th-22nd!

BY THE WATER

#1 — taken (@ladamedusoif)

#2 — javier pena x reader, like snow on the beach (@janaispunk)

#3 — dieter bravo x reader, poolside (@ovaryacted)

#4 — taken (@sp00kymulderr)

#5 — oberyn martell x reader, doves in the wind (@beskarandblasters)

CONCERT

#1 — tim rockford x reader, confessions (@wildemaven)

#2 — jack daniels x reader, the cowboy & the thief (@schnarfer)

#3 — frankie morales x reader, it's hell on earth to be heavenly (@hellfire-state-of-mind)

#4 — marcus pike x reader, a fine romance (@doscharolastras)

#5 — taken (@ramblers-lets-get-ramblin)

BARBECUE

#1 — marcus moreno x reader, you see me, i watch you (@iamasaddie)

#2 — taken (@beefrobeefcal)

#3 — lucien flores x reader, met you once saw you thrice (@undercoverpena)

#4 — joel miller x reader, wedding in the apocalypse (@i-own-loki)

#5 — frankie morales x reader, do you feel it too? (@burntheedges)

CAMPING

#1 — taken (@the-blind-assassin-12)

#2 — dieter bravo x reader, cabin down below (@eupheme)

#3 — taken (@pr0ximamidnight)

#4 — frankie morales x reader, bagged & tagged (@inept-the-magnificent)

#5 — din djarin x reader, sway the stars which dazzle like pearls (@lady-of-glass-and-bone)

ROAD TRIP

#1 — taken (@whocaresstillthelouvre)

#2 — joel miller x reader, sunshine (@couldsewyouastitchandsavenine)

#3 — jack daniels x reader, hit the road jack! (@thelastofhyde)

#4 — joel miller x reader, until men fell at their women's feet and asked for forgiveness (@jomiddlemarch)

#5 — dave york x reader, still (@sizzlingcloudmentality)

CARNIVAL

#1 — jack daniels x reader, hot chocolate (@punkshort)

#2 — taken (@starstruckunknown-princess)

#3 — taken (@vivian-pascal)

#4 — max phillips x reader, the eternal night (@ozarkthedog)

#5 — dieter bravo x reader, no solo riders (@missredherring)

HIKING

#1 — taken (@leslie-lyman)

#2 — frankie x reader, beneath the silent boughs, whispers of dangers flow (@joelalorian)

#3 — javier pena x reader, flora and fauna (@hellishjoel)

#4 — dieter x reader, a lesson in nature (@the-orange-tabby-cat)

#5 — joel miller x reader, stranded (@joelscurls)

WEDDINGS

#1 — taken (@amanitacowboy)

#2 — javier pena x reader, una noche en medellín (@luxurychristmaspudding)

#3 — marcus pike x reader, we'll regret this in the morning (@thesluttylittleknee)

#4 — dieter bravo x reader, princesa bride (@rhoorl)

#5 — joel miller x reader, my place or yours (@criticallyacclaimedstranger)

HEAT WAVE

#1 — javier pena x reader, like a fever (@pedgito)

#2 — joel miller x reader, consider it a favor (@chaotic-mystery)

#3 — taken (@quinnnfabrgay-writes)

#4 — taken (@rulexofxnines)

#5 — marcus moreno x reader, a little help goes a long way (@iluvstrawberry)

MUSEUM

#1 — taken (@carusolikey)

#2 — din djarin x reader, a perfect day (@flightlessangelwings)

#3 — pero tovar x reader, moonlight flight (@sawymredfox)

#4 — marcus pike x reader, when's the last time you lived (@avastrasposts)

#5 — joel miller x reader, who we were (@studioghibelli)

Please make sure to tag your entries under #SummerLovin24 and tag either @chaotic-mystery, @amanitacowboy, or myself (@pedgito)! These will all be reblogged through the week of June 20th-22nd!

[kirsteng42]

Worked my way through this incredible masterlist for about the 5th time! Learning to Live is 1 of my fave Javi P fics for the simple reason, he’s happy!!! I love reading about him beginning to smile and enjoy life after Colombia, all thanks to his Cielito!!!!!! I would recommend them all, they are all great…

Wheresarizona’s Masterlist

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No minors, please! My stories are 18+.

Hello there, I’m Arizona, peddler of soft, fluffy, and spicy fics. I will take the grumpiest of boys and make them the softest, sweetest, most lovingly devoted partners. This is my Pedro Pascal Masterlist, but I have a ton of MCU fic on AO3.

Thank you for reading! If you’d like to be added to my taglist, please fill out the form or DM me! I welcome asks, and DM’s about my fics or just in general. I enjoy talking to people. I hope you enjoy!

Reader Inserts unless otherwise indicated.

E: Explicit, M: Mature, T: Teen, G: General

Learning to Live (E)

You met Javier Peña in a grocery store of all places, the man a bit lost as he tries to figure out his life after the DEA and Colombia. Sparks fly the moment you meet, and it’s the beginning of something truly incredible. Or Javier Peña getting the love and happiness he deserves.

Status: Ongoing (150k+ words)

sweet dreams (are made of this) (E)

Rulebreaker (E)

Yours (E)

Temptation (M)

A Mandalorian Walks into a Bar Series (E)

Status: Ongoing (25k+ words)

Deeply Devoted (E)

An Adorably Sweet Man (M)

Thanks, Kid (G)

Pairing: None (Din and Grogu being the best)

Darcy’s Adventures in Star Wars (E) (AO3)

Pairing: Din Djarin/Darcy Lewis

Status: Ongoing (250k+ words)

Make It Fun Series (E)

Pairing: Frankie/f!reader/Santi

My Girlfriend’s Moans are Hot (E)

Inspired by Oblivius by @juletheghoul

Learned Something New (E)

The Perks (M)

That Was Good (E)

Inappropriate Waving (E)

Don’t Come Yet (E)

Just Ask (E)

Quiet (E)

You Doing Okay? (E)

Caught (E)

Morning (T)

Please (E)

Looking: Part 1 (M)

Looking: Part 2 (E)

September Series (E)

Hold You a Minute Longer (T)

God is a Woman (E)

Nothing Sweeter (E)

Pairing: Modern!Oberyn Martell/f!reader

wreck my plans, that’s my man (E) (AO3)

Pairing: Oberyn Martell/Sansa Stark

(Modern AU, late-20’s Sansa/early-40’s Oberyn)

My Little Thief (E)

The Pedro boys and if they’d wear Crocs

The Pedro boys and if they like Star Wars

With the Stars Flying Past Us by @bunnelbie

Din Djarin/Darcy Lewis

Take Me to the Lake by @bunnelbie

Din Djarin/Darcy Lewis

Dancing in the Kitchen by @bunnelbie

Javier Peña/f!reader (model as reference)

Thanks, Kid by @rook-on-bough

Din Djarin & Grogu Djarin

Javier Peña & Cielito by @miranhas-art

Javier Peña/f!reader (me as reference)

Din’s Little Family by @miranhas-art

Din Djarin/f!reader (me as reference)

Darcy Lewis, Loki, Bucky Barnes by @dchanberry

Darcy Lewis/Loki/Bucky Barnes

[guiltyasdave]

hello hello and welcome to another edition of my weekly fic recap aaaand it’s a big one! (seriously, does this bitch ever stop reading lol)

for every fic that i’ve ever recced, find my rec masterlist here :)

i'll sort the fics by character and add emojis to indicate the contents a little. still, please look at the tags/warnings and decide for yourself if something might not be your cup of tea.

💘= fluff • ❤️‍🔥= smut • 🤍= angst • 🖤= dark

joel miller

make a move on me & won’t you suffer for the angels to fly? by @freelancearsonist ❤️‍🔥

smother (chapter 10) by @beardedjoel 💘❤️‍🔥🤍🖤

oasis by @beardedjoel ❤️‍🔥🖤

diehard & cry, baby by @gutsby ❤️‍🔥

woman by @dancingtotuyo 💘❤️‍🔥🤍

high infidelity (chapter 2) by @dancingtotuyo 💘🤍

helen (chapter 4) 💘❤️‍🔥🤍 by @kiwisbell

out of date by @penvisions ❤️‍🔥

passing notes: nsfw by @burntheedges 💘

tarnished but so grand by @morning-star-joy 💘

watch by @luxurychristmaspudding 💘❤️‍🔥

say you can’t sleep, baby, i know by @beskarandblasters 💘❤️‍🔥

the kindness of strangers by @schnarfer 💘

could be by @corazondebeskar-reads 💘❤️‍🔥

mine, all mine by @thetriumphantpanda ❤️‍🔥

dave york

sedated by @luxurychristmaspudding ❤️‍🔥🤍

the stranger by @punkshort 💘❤️‍🔥🤍

know better by @pedroshotwifey ❤️‍🔥

in sight by @goodwithcheese ❤️‍🔥

marcus pike

sage by @dancingtotuyo 💘

oberyn martell

reaching for the sweetest, sweetest peaches by @psychedelic-ink ❤️‍🔥

dark paradise by @vermillionwinter ❤️‍🔥🤍

sit on the throne by @prolix-yuy ❤️‍🔥🖤

the thief

what strange claws are these by @missredherring ❤️‍🔥🖤

frankie morales

frankie sneaking away to call you by @sweetercalypso 💘

one of your girls by @joelscruff 💘❤️‍🔥

watch by @luxurychristmaspudding 💘❤️‍🔥

dieter bravo

low hanging fruit by @covetyou ❤️‍🔥

if wishes came true by @schnarfer 💘🤍

javier peña

retired night school teacher by @wildemaven 💘

within you/without you by @ozarkthedog 🤍

closer to light by @sp00kymulderr ❤️‍🔥

din djarin

when the sun came up, you were looking at me by @freelancearsonist 💘🤍

my own writing

safe and sound (chapter 2) - joel miller x f!reader 💘🤍

glitch - javier peña x f!reader ❤️‍🔥

if you read and enjoy any of these fics, please remember to give some love to the writers! 🫶🏻

[crowandmousewritingco]

Pairing: Marcus Pike x trans!reader

Words: 837

Rating: R (its pretty soft though)

Author: Mod Mouse

Summary: After a long day at work, Marcus helps you relax.

Warnings: Massaging, teasing, slight overstimulation (18+ MDNI)

The day had been long for the both of you. A notorious art thief had struck again, this time snatching several Dutch oil paintings from right under the FBI’s nose. Late nights were much more common now sending both you and your boyfriend into many weary evenings. 

You leaned against Marcus’s side nursing your second glass of wine of the night. Chinese take out containers strewn about your shared living room, leaving a messy trail that’ll be left for tomorrow. The hum of the nightly news droning in the background gave you something to focus on. Until the headline changed to your case. 

“I think I need something else,” You murmur as the news anchor droned on about the escaped thief. 

“Agreed,” Marcus replied as he moved his arm letting you sit up. The stress of the job had taken its toll on your body as a quick but painful twinge shot down your arm. You winced, flexing your hands as the pain faded away. 

Marcus, concerned for your wellbeing, sat up and gently rubbed your lower back soothingly. “You okay?”

“‘M alright. Think I know where I’m holding my stress,” You sighed giving your shoulder a small stretch. 

“Here let me help,” Marcus offered, kissing your head. He turned his body slightly to better face your back. 

You grinned and playfully rolled your eyes. “Oh if you insist.” You teased turning your head to kiss his cheek. 

Marcus chuckled and helped pull off your sweatshirt draping it on the back of the couch. Carefully, he slid his hand across your shoulder blades trying to identify the problem area. When his fingers brushed a particularly tough spot, he said “I think I found it. Tell me if this hurts.” 

He gently pressed his thumb into the knot earning a wince from you. “Ya that’s the spot.” 

Marcus kissed your shoulder as an apology before pressing into it with a softer touch this time. You sighed as you felt the muscles start to relax under his movements. Marucs applied  just enough pressure for the tenseness to slowly fade away. Bit by bit did you start to relax more and more, closing your eyes as you leaned your side into the back of the couch. 

Your boyfriend smiled as you finally started to unwind for the day. He leaned down and peppered your bare shoulders with kisses. This thought led him to gaze down your torso, innocent at first. But something stirred in him when his eyes met your happy trail. His eyes followed the patch of hair down to your pants where your packer made a lump in your pajamas. 

Cheekily he slid his hands down your sides taking their sweet time. You peaked one eye open and teased, “That’s not my shoulders silly.” 

“Oh I know but I’m nothing but thorough when it comes to massages.” He teased back, nuzzling his nose into your jawline. 

You rolled your eyes as Marcus pulled your packer from your pants, setting it aside for tomorrow. But you gasped quietly as Marcus slid his digits back into your clothing and teased his fingers over your cock with slow deliberate circles. Soft fingertips brushed your most sensitive areas with much practiced ease. His other fingertips danced up your stomach and gently pushed your chest back against Marcus. 

“There we go. It’s a good thing this wasn’t the artwork stolen. I would certainly miss this sight,” He whispered into your ear and you preened under his praise. Marcus knew just want to say to make you twitch. 

A soft low buzz traveled through your body as Marcus took your cock between your fingers and slowly pump you back and forth. With the extra work hours you hadn’t had the chance to cum in ages and your body was pleading for it. 

“Please I wanna-” You beg nuzzling your nose into Marcus’s cheek. 

“Awww but I like seeing you writhe,” Marcus pouted playfully and you gently shoved his arm. 

“Babe it’s been days,” You pouted right back. 

Marcus chuckled and kissed your cheek. “Okay okay baby I won’t tease you.” With that he sped up his thrust sending lightning through your legs as your toes curled from the pleasure. You pressed yourself against Marcus as your hips rutted against his hands needing the extra bit of stimulation. 

“Good boy,” Marcus whispered in your ear and that was all you needed to cum on his hands. Your hips bucked as the heat in your stomach spread through the rest of your body. 

But Marcus didn’t stop. He kept pumping his fingers as the overstimulation started to kick in. You whimpered and gently tapped at his arm. “Okay okay.” You panted. 

Marcus quickly stopped his movement and pulled his fingers out of your underwear. He kissed your head in apology. “We’ll have to try that at a later date.” Marcus smiled against your head. 

You smirked. “Not if I try it on you first.” Marcus blushed and you laughed. You couldn’t wait to try that out.

All Works Taglist

@for-a-longlongtime @romanarose

Pedro Characters Taglist

@littlemisspascal @burntheedges

@carusolikey @thebeldroramscal

@morallyinept @lady-bess

@pedrostories @rivnedell

@pascalsanctuary @readingiskeepingmegoing

@jessthebaker

[kirsteng42]

I love this, I have named each PP boy on here, I also love the fact you have them all there in order of appearance in the tale, starting and ending with Marcus P!!!!!!! Of course the series is incredible and this awesome edit to accompany it is just the 👩‍🍳💋…if you haven’t read it people, you need to rectify that immediately!!!!!

Love doesn’t just come in one form. It shifts and evolves, strengthens and weakens, never appearing the same way twice. Just like the multiverse.

Another edit I made for my series The Infinity Cube 💗

[firsttarotreader]

Pedro Pascal Characters Tarot Deck

(Ongoing)

Major Arcana

0 - The Fool - Lucien Flores

I - The Magician - Max Lord

II - The High Priestess - Nico

III - The Empress - Mrs. Flores

IV - The Emperor - Javier Peña

V - The Hierophant - Marcus Acacius

VI - The Lovers - Marcus Pike

VII - The Chariot - Din Djarin

VIII - Justice - Marcus Moreno

IX - The Hermit - Zach Wellison

X - The Wheel of Fortune - Max Phillips

XI - Strength - Frankie Morales

XII - The Hanged Man - Joel Miller

XIII - Death - Ezra

XIV - Temperance - Silva

XV - The Devil - Dieter Bravo

XVI - The Tower - Pero Tovar

XVII - The Star - Javi Gutierrez

XVIII - The Moon - Dave York

XIX - The Sun - Oberyn Martell

XX - Judgement - Whiskey

XXI - The World - Charlie

Minor Arcana

Wands

King of Wands - Pedro Pascal (Special)

Knight of Wands - Claude

Page of Wands - Omar Assarian

2 of Wands - Billy

5 of Wands - Ted Garcia

7 of Wands - Nathan Landry

8 of Wands - Eddie

10 of Wands - Clint

Cups

Knight of Cups - Unnamed Character (Fire Meet Gasoline)

Page of Cups - Jay Castillo

Ace of Cups - David

2 of Cups - Steve

4 of Cups - Unnamed Character (Hope)

5 of Cups - Kevin “Kip” Green

6 of Cups - Robert

7 of Cups - The Wanderer

Swords

King of Swords - Reed Richards

Knight of Swords - Edmund

Page of Swords - Fink

Ace of Swords - Tim Rockford

3 of Swords - Ricky Hauk

5 of Swords - Shane “Dio” Morrissey

6 of Swords - Pietro Alvarez

7 of Swords - Comandante Veracruz

Pentacles

Knight of Pentacles - Mr. Ben

Page of Pentacles - Paulino

2 of Pentacles - Ed Indelicato

7 of Pentacles - Pedro

9 of Pentacles - “The Thief”

More characters and cards to come!

Now my artist friend at OsoStudios is making the Pedro Tarot cards artworks and you can check them all in her store:

Redbubble

[whataperfectwasteoftime]

Dave York Masterlist

Intimidation Tactics** (Dave York x you x Marcus Pike)

You and your partner, Marcus Pike, are investigating a case that brings you far too close to something much more dangerous than your average art thief.

Pitch Black** | Part 2** | Part 3** (Dave York x blind!OFC)

Dave York is a DIA operative by day, and a contract killer by night. When he has a chance encounter with an innocent bystander on the stairs and chooses to save her from a band of rival mercenaries, will he be able to stop himself from getting too involved?

Judo and Other Love Languages** (Dave York x f!Reader)

Dave has the hots for the Judo instructor at his gym and joins a beginner Judo class just to get in her pants ask her out.

Judo Dave Ask** (Dave York x f!Reader)

It was supposed to be a one time thing.

Reckless** (Dave York x f!Reader)

Letting a strange man buy you a drink isn’t something you’d normally do, but once again, you’re going through your reckless phase. You also wouldn’t normally let him guide you to a quieter booth, sitting too close and talking in your ear, with one finger occasionally grazing your shoulder, just enough to cause you goosebumps. You especially wouldn’t invite said near-stranger back to your place after several more drinks and a surprisingly deep conversation about love and loss, but like you said–reckless.

Ropes (Valentine's Day Exchange)** (Dave York x f!Reader)

“What are these for?” you ask, examining the hook. Dave’s smile is a sly one. “For the ropes.”

Special** (Dave York x virgin f!Reader)

You’re part of the newest class of interns at the DIA. Told to either sink or swim, can you stay afloat long enough to get everyone’s coffee order right, deliver reports to the correct offices, and juggle the attentions of the gorgeous man in office 712, the only person at the DIA so far who’s given you the time of day?

Stay With Me** (Dave York x f!Reader)

You’re Dave York’s ‘favorite’ analyst at the DIA. You’re also an Omega. When you go into heat during an emergency situation, can the two of you keep your mutual attraction from coming to a head?

The Violence of You** (Dave York x f!Reader)

You’re so fucking predictable. You have a bad night, and you come crawling to him, the only person who can take all this pain inside you and do something with it.

[trulybetty]

Writer WIP Poll Game

rules: make a 24-hour poll with the names of your wip's, let it run, then write one sentence for every vote the winner got.

Thank you for the tags @thelightsandtheroses & @wildemaven

There's a Pinterest Board for all of them I believe, if you want to go and get an idea of the vibe of each of these!

Well, if it isn't my rampant imagination catching up with me - too many WIP here, lol. Though I should clarify some of these are just rough paragraphs here and there - while others are perhaps 80% done and I'm in no rush to get them done and I jump into now and then to add to.

It's going to be interesting to see how this plays out!

Also up for talking about any of these if anyone has questions 😘

B x

NPT's for the following: @chronic-ghost, @darkroastjoel, @rhoorl, @gemmahale, @lunapascal, @gnpwdrnwhiskey, @ladamedusoif, @jomiddlemarch

[la-vie-est-une-fleur29]

Marcus Pike x ex! Art thief. THE FEELSSSSS

Run to You masterlist.

Summary: Following on from ‘Traitor’ and 'You’re Somebody Else’. An unexpected visitor throws you right back into the life you thought you left behind. Working beside the man that put you behind bars is one thing, pretending like you never loved him is another.

Pairing: Marcus Pike x f!reader

Warnings: swearing, violence, crime, mentions of undercover work, description of injury/blood, death, explicit sexual scenes (18+ only)

read 'Traitor’ here | read 'You’re Somebody Else’ here | read marcus’ POV of YSE here

please note this story is strictly 18+ due to sexual content

Chapters:

﹂ one. ﹂ two. ﹂ three. ﹂ four. ﹂ five. ﹂ six. ﹂ seven. ﹂ eight. ﹂ nine. ﹂ ten. ﹂ eleven. ﹂ twelve. end.

[unhinged-summer-fun]

triptych

The Thief x Marcus Pike x F!Reader (22+)

chapter 8: the moon

series masterlist | previous chapter | next chapter

Summary: A thief, an artist, and the head of the Art Crimes program in the FBI all share a soul-bond. What could go wrong?

Series tags/warnings:  Sexual content, art crime, light angst, art history and criticism, soulmate-identifying marks, slow burn, f!reader, a reader who doesn’t always do the right thing.

A/N: haha remember in january when i was like "yeah i'll update more regularly" lol whatever life comes at you fast when ur a good person interfacing with narcissists. ch9/epilogue coming tomorrow.

Solas della Palazzo had been waiting a very long time to properly woo Marcus Pike. He’d had years - decades - to think over every detail and heart-racing gesture that would turn the man’s head, but now that they were in the same room, all that suave charm and charisma blew up, up, up into the air, and down into the rocky quarry the way Florentijn had several years ago.

Not that Solas was still thinking about The Incident With the Duck, as his head housekeeper called it.

But Marcus had been on his mind, and though the ability to speak eloquently had left him, Solas had years of instinct on his side. Treading through uncharted waters was kind of his thing, so to speak.

So why was this so difficult for him?

Dinner after the grand reveal had been awkward, but saved by Marcus and his sheer will to smooth things over. Solas had traded quips with you over each meal the last time you were here, each devolving into some petty line-crossing that resulted in a rather spirited romp on or around the dining table. The memory of those nights glinted in your eyes, though you held your tongue in a playful display of good manners. Solas could see the curve of your mouth in a smirk through the convex curve of the wine glass.

“You grew up in Florence? I’d never have guessed!” Marcus said, expertly navigating dinner party smalltalk with the ease of a politician. Being the head of a government organization until just recently, neither of his soulmates were surprised.

“It was a concerted effort to sanitize my accent, from that of my mother and then my father. They live in Dublin now, and much prefer the weather.” He raised a toast to their health, met by you and Marcus with happy smiles edged in heartache.

Your own mother and father had ended their relationship with one another quite tragically from what Solas could gather. You had ended your relationship with the both of them in a rather resigned manner, in tears over the phone after years of begging for something better. It was now as if you never needed them to begin with, like you’d fallen from the heavens and were not burdened with such things as childbirth to create you. Solas looked at you and saw swirling Van Gogh lines, he saw the first stars of twilight and the last glance of the moon at dawn. You’d expressed little interest in seeking or gaining a family, and in spite of your freespirited nature, he recognized a graceful kind of hesitance to dive into the unknown.

Marcus, on the other hand, had spilled his story to Solas from the moment they met. His father had died just before his college graduation, and had been faithful to his mother from the first time they spoke. He’d been Marcus’s best friend, his mentor and confidante. Losing him had been much harder than anything he’d gone through before, but the ease with which that young man could speak to a stranger about it spoke volumes of the people who had raised him.

Solas regarded his parents with no small amount of awkwardness. He talked his way around work, and had talked his way around school, talked his way out of jail several times before he was 16, had talked his way into and out of trouble more times than he could count, but in the last few years he’d had a difficult time talking to them. His father had a bit of a health scare, and implored for him to only speak the truth to them from then on. Solas had gotten very good at telling his parents, I would love to tell you, there’s just several days of conversation that would need to happen before.

He hoped that you and Marcus would be open to meeting them, because that way, he could pass the buck on who had to explain all that, as his mentor had once called it.

Conversation was coaxed out of the more guarded persons at the table, and the three of you soon found yourselves laughing and sharing stories with equal parts gravity and levity. It was a balancing act that felt natural for the first time. Solas considered getting a smaller, rounder table.

##

Marcus tipsily led the way through the halls of El Palacio while doing one of his favorite things: holding hands and philosophising. “Somewhere along the way I wwwealized that lawfulness doesn’t equibbicate goodness.” His loves met each others eyes and grinned to themselves.

“Go on, sunshine,” you encouraged.

“Freedom doesn’t guarantee happiness. Y’gotta… have a point. Yer my points.” He pulled them both up and around and into his chest for an embrace. “I love you two,” he sighed, kissing Solas’s head and then your own.

Solas grinned up at him. “You sound like a man sick of losing happiness.”

He nodded, pressing his forehead to the thief’s. “I am,” he said, sounding entirely too sober. “I am not in a position where I can recover from losing either of you.”

It struck at their hearts, all three of them, and it made their soul-marks burn like sunrise. Marcus groaned and rested his head on your shoulder. You played with the graying hair at the nape of his neck and kissed his ear.

“Did you have a destination in mind, or were you just wandering?” you asked.

“I was wondering where we could all sleep together.”

“I may have a location for that,” Solas grinned.

##

Marcus woke several hours later feeling terrible, though much better than he probably would have on his own. He sat up in bed, finding two sleep-warm forms to his left and right. You were to his left, curled up in the sheets. From sharing your bed the last several months, Marcus knew you liked to sleep naked, yet despised even one pinky being outside of the covers. He gently brushed his hand over your hair, leaning over to kiss your head. You made a soft, happy noise before burrowing down deeper.

Solas, on the other hand, Marcus was still learning. They had shared one kiss before dinner, a heated, wanton thing against the wall when the tension had snapped. The thief had looked like he’d died and ascended to some nirvana, all unguarded museums and galleries for him to pick and choose from.

(No wonder he’d been stumbling over his words so much that evening.)

Marcus watched Solas in his vulnerable state, expression lax and open. His soft dark curls spilled onto the pristine powder-blue sheets. Where he’d found the kind of massive bed they lay in now, Marcus had no idea, but it was at least twice the size of the one he shared with you back in D.C.

Solas looked right at home in his fine trappings, shirtless and bare of sheets from the waist down. The cool tones of the sheets perfectly contrasted the deep tan of his body, making him look like a masterwork come to life. Apollo in repose, just before dawn. He couldn’t help himself, reaching out to touch him like a curious child. His skin was soft and warm, eternally warm where your hands tended to chill. Marcus found himself in the center of it, feeling even more like the sun binding the two together in orbit around himself.

“You’re staring,” Solas murmured, his voice deep and scratchy from sleep. His eyes remained closed, but his lips had curled up in a smile.

“I like to appreciate beautiful things,” Marcus said when he recovered from the surprise.

Solas opened his eyes again but didn’t move away from Marcus’s careful tracing. His fingers skipped over vast plains of skin and flesh to outline the shape of the soul-mark in bloom on Solas’s chest. It was changing every minute, gaining form like a summoned specter. Solas watched him, observed him with curiosity and a glint of trepidation in his eyes.

“What’s on your mind?” Marcus asked.

“You,” the thief said instantly.

Marcus didn’t know what to do with the sudden flood of feeling in his chest. It sat heavy on the roof of his mouth, thick and sweet like toffee.

“Care to get more specific, mein Mond?” you asked, your sleepy voice lilting over the valleys of sheets between you and Solas.

It was then that the thief sat up, revealing a toned torso and finely-built shoulders Marcus hadn’t gotten the chance to see in the disrobing last night. He joined Marcus in leaning against the headboard. Where their biceps touched, heat bloomed. Marcus couldn’t focus on much else beside that point.

“I am thinking about how used to disappointment I am, when I wake from a dream of the two of you to find you have disappeared like smoke. It’s rather disarming to be able to…” he reached out a hand across Marcus to pull down the sheet from your shoulder, just for the simple pleasure of touching your skin. “There are no words for what I feel currently.”

Marcus leaned in and kissed him, capturing his lips and pulling him closer by the waist. Solas made a surprised noise and melted into it, never once letting go of you. Marcus near-devoured him, making up for decades of lost time in a single moment. When he bit down on Solas’s lower lip, it drew a wanton moan from his mouth, and Marcus pulled back. “Was that okay?” he asked, breathing a little harder.

Solas nearly knocked their foreheads together as he nodded eagerly. “Show her,” he said, gripping your shoulder and urging you closer. You went where the warmth drew you in, getting up on your knees and letting the sheets fall off before you kissed Marcus.

He gave you the same needy intensity that he gave Solas, and within moments you were whining into his mouth as well. “Look what he does, how he knows you, how he knows us,” Solas purred into your ear, coming closer to stroke a large hand down your spine. Despite the heat, you shivered.

You put a hand over Marcus’s soul-mark, making him groan in pleasure. You could see him getting worked up, and had every intention of following through. You had the feeling this was Solas’s plan, getting you into bed as naked as was necessary to inspire this morning activity.

Solas noticed tears falling down Marcus’s cheeks, and gently turned his head. “Solacchiotto, cosa c’è?” he asked.

“What?” Marcus asked, before realizing what Solas had seen that concerned him. “Oh, I’m… I don’t know why I’m crying. I feel so amazing right now. Everything is… light, and right, and beautiful.” He gave a watery smile and a laugh. You thumbed away the tears softly and kissed away the marks they’d made across his skin.

“It is,” you agreed. Slowly, you straddled his lap and drew him in to kiss him deeper, Solas moving closer to kiss at Marcus’s neck and shoulder, leaving little bites and marks everywhere he went. Within minutes, he was a shivering mess, moaning and making half-pleas to whoever was in charge.

Solas took the lead, urging you to move down and off of Marcus, so you could settle between his legs. “I think you should put your mouth to him, stellina. Show him how devoted you are.”

Marcus sucked in a gasp at his easy instruction, arching a little as you removed his underwear and tossed it to the side. You left little kisses along the way as you reached your goal, teasing him until Solas fisted a hand in your hair to pull you up to him. You moaned against his lips as he mashed his mouth to yours. “Behave,” he growled, teeth bared in a sign of dominance.

You gave a nod, biting your lip and returning to your task. This time, you wasted not a single second before wrapping your mouth around him and stroking him into your mouth. Marcus watched with his mouth open, eyes flitting between you and Solas. The thief, for his part, was deeply attentive to the both of you, kiss-bitten lips curled in a smirk as he went in to kiss Marcus, hard.

His hand rested low on the base of Marcus’s throat, not yet a squeeze but a reminder. It drew pleading little mewls from his mouth, the sensation so good it was overwhelming. Solas urged you to work him faster, deeper. The three of you moved together in a dance already written into your souls, not a hand out of place or a patch of skin untouched by the time Solas was guiding your hips down to take Marcus into your body.

He looked like a saint in ecstasy, receiving some sort of blessing that Marcus couldn’t believe he was being given. Solas’s hands, skilled and strong, controlled your pace as you fucked yourself down on him, eventually reaching forward to rub circles into your clit and bring you closer to your peak. “Grab his throat, stellina,” Solas said in your ear, firelit eyes burning holes into Marcus’s gaze.

You did as instructed, your much smaller hand providing less weight but no less sensation to the man. Marcus leaned back, baring his neck even more to you as you rode him. He was losing control, hands fisted in the sheets just to keep still.

“That’s it, that’s it. Take your pleasure, Marcus. Feel it,” Solas panted, moving your hips faster and faster. “Keep just like this, amore, just like this.” His accent became thicker, that trace of Florence returning in this lust-driven dance. He moved around like a jungle cat, prowling forward so he could capture Marcus’s lips in a brief, biting kiss before leaning down and licking over his soul-mark. The sensation sizzled through all three of you, a harmonic cry of pleasure echoing toward the ceiling.

“Don’t st-stop!” you begged, riding Marcus deeper so you could chase your high. Marcus was seconds from coming, muscles in his neck and shoulders taut and straining.

“Please, Solas, please,” he whimpered, hips jerking in response to the aftershocks.

“Come for me, my loves,” Solas demanded, his voice husky and insistent. It pushed you and Marcus over the edge, crying out and clinging through the strong waves of pleasure that crashed against you both. Solas let you both come down to earth before he pulled you to the side, kissing you harshly and praising you in curt Italian. He moved his hand over his cock as he raced toward the end to join you. Wasn’t that a perfect parallel? Solas catching up with you and Marcus.

It only took a bare brush of Marcus’s fingers over Solas’s hip for him to choke on air. He gave a full-body shudder and came all over the two before him, most of it landing on Marcus’s stomach. His hand didn’t stop moving for a few seconds, but once he was truly finished, he slumped over at Marcus’s side, curling around his side to get as much surface area as he could. Marcus brought his arm up and around his shoulders so he could pull him into a kiss like the one that started the morning.

Silence and comfort shared the room, nothing but soft breathing and the rustling of bedsheets for several minutes. The moment ended when you pulled away in search for breakfast.

##

Robes were the tenue for the meal. The three of you ate on the patio, soaking in the warmth but none of the sun from the overcast sky. “It may rain again,” Solas said with a frown. “I’d planned to walk the gardens with you today.”

“Why should something like rain prevent us from doing that?” You asked, uncrossing your legs and crossing them again to tease your soulmates.

“The last time you said that you caught a cold and whined for three days,” Marcus reminded you unhelpfully. You stuck your tongue out at him and kept eating.

“Maybe I can give a better tour of the house if the weather takes a turn.”

“Perhaps you can show me what you wanted to before I left last time,” you said, just remembering the moment now. What had you said? Show me next time, mein Mond.

It seemed Solas remembered that as well. “Are you certain it will not dull my splendor with that of brick and stone?” It wasn’t contentious, nor said with heat, but you still felt chided. The secrets you had to keep were killing you back then, and had only continued their attack through the summer. You didn’t have a clue how to make amends for this.

“Don’t do that,” Marcus murmured, taking your hand. “Both of you. Don’t dwell on the past. We have a lot to look forward to, together.”

“But I cannot change my past,” Solas said, speaking of something else entirely now. “I am a thief. I am the thief you were meant to catch. You’ve caught me, but I cannot change that. I have little else.”

“I would never ask that of you,” Marcus said, shaking his head. “I… I’m going to leave the FBI when we get back.”

“What?” Solas gasped, leaning in. Even you were astonished, despite seeing the change in Marcus over just a couple of days.

“Explain,” you implored him.

Marcus took a sip of coffee and stood. “I told you the night after the sting - the failed sting - that I wanted to leave. I’ve been working there through too many heartbreaks and too many headaches and I’ve forgotten about the only thing I’ve ever wanted in my life: to find my soulmate, to find a real love that would love me back.” His voice wavered a little at the end. Your heart broke for him. He’d been searching for so long, had been hoping for so long, that he felt resigned to a life of bachelorhood until he met you. He continued.

“I want to be here, or anywhere, so long as I am in your lives. I’m not asking for a shotgun wedding or a white picket fence with a dog and two-point-five kids. I’m just asking for you, in all your edges and all your warps and all your brilliance. I want this… this view of a massive rubber duck every day.” He laughed, tears shining in his eyes. “If you’re wondering where my loyalties lie, it’s not with a slip of paper in an archive in Washington. My loyalties lie with my soul, and my soul has chosen you.”

[just-here-for-the-moment]

Welcome to Written in the Stars: A Pedro Boys Compatibility Test!

(A joint venture of @furious-rogue-stuff and @just-here-for-the-moment)

As of May 24, 2022: Requests are temporarily on hold while we work through our list of Asks! 🔮😍🌟

Thank you so much to everyone who is playing along with us, and thank you for your patience as we craft more Horoscopes for you and your beloved Pedro boys!

We thought it might be fun to pinpoint the Zodiac sign of some of our favorite P characters, and invite you to play along! If you send an ask to @just-here-for-the-moment (or an Anon Ask to @furious-rogue-stuff) we will provide a brief 3-4 sentence love/sex/romance horoscope for you and the P character of your choice!

Details are below!

Please check the Masterlist/Answers so far before you send your Ask, to avoid duplicates!

In your Ask, please include the following: Areas you're most interested in finding out about... Love Romance Sex Initial attraction Long-term relationship

Your Zodiac sign... Aquarius Pisces Aries Taurus Gemini Cancer Leo Virgo Libra Scorpio Sagittarius Capricorn

Which Pedro character you want to be matched with... Marcus Moreno (We Can Be Heroes) Pero Tovar (The Great Wall) Nico (House Comes With a Bird) Mando/Din Djarin (The Mandalorian) Max Phillips (Bloodsucking Bastards) Dave York (Equalizer 2) Eddie (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) Ezra (Prospect) Oberyn Martell (Game of Thrones) Javier Peña (Narcos) Marcus Pike (The Mentalist) Pedro from Across the Street (Apple TV: Calls) The Thief (Casillero del Diablo) Frankie "Catfish" Morales (Triple Frontier) Dieter Bravo (The Bubble) Maxwell Lord (Wonder Woman: 1984) Agent Jack "Whiskey" Daniels (Kingsman 2: The Golden Circle) Javier Gutierrez (The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent)

[deadhumourist]

Thanks for the tag Cee 💕 The WIP folder is er....diverse, there's some Year Of Creation challenge stories (marked YSC as my theme is year of science fiction), unhinged things and OFCs in there - ask away if anything sounds interesting. Why are there so many?? 😆😱

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous.

Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips.

YSC Oberyn untitled

YSC Euphoria (Pero)

The Wine Baron (Thief X F!reader)

Writer's block (Javi P X F!reader)

Real Sugar - next chapter (Frankie X F!reader)

Drunk Mussels (a recipe for my food side blog Unhinged Kitchen)

Dressing the part (also a recipe)

Ghost (Marcus Pike X reader)

YSC: Progenitor (🤫 surprise)

Under Marula Trees 5,6 and 7 (Jack Daniels X F!reader)

Scientist (Multiple P characters X OFCs)

YSC: Capacitor (Ezra X GN!Reader)

No pressure tags (sorry if you've already been tagged!) and open to anyone who wants to play! - @katareyoudrilling @quica-quica-quica @just-here-for-the-moment @sirowsky @heythere-mel @blueeyesatnight @chaoticgeminate @artemiseamoon @grogusmum @songsformonkeys

WIP ask game

Thank you for the tag Sil @psychedelic-ink ! This is probably my entire WIP list for 2023 and the next 2 years 😂 You know I’d love to chatter about them, ask away ❤️

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous.

Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips.

Palomino

Grays 2

Speed Dial (Joel)

Clandestine (accidental audio voyeurism, Javier)

Javier live on TV (possible sequel to Letterman Jacket)

Every Other (neighbour Dave sex pollen)

Almost (Dave x stripper turned DIA employee with a twist)

Summer House (college Frankie enemies to lovers, second chances)

Under Three Suns (modern Pero enemies to lovers)

MR. BEN (got 2 ideas for him)

Wildcard (Pero Ezra threesome)

Tagging @prolix-yuy @imaswellkid @mandoblowmybackout @juletheghoul @write-and-buried @pedropascalsx @iamskyereads @amywritesthings @deadhumourist @guiltypleasure-art (for your art if you’d like to play 😘) and anyone who wants to play!