#mrs flores

[mothandpidgeon]

A Little Something for You

I’ve been in this fandom for 3 years now and a lot of the friends I had at the start have moved on. I’m so grateful for the new friends I’ve made especially recently and everyone that interacts with me and reads my writing.

At the end of the day, I’m just a silly little guy (gn) who likes to make people laugh so here’s a little crack that I thought I’d share for the #ppcugiftexchange2024

When Joel Miller loses custody of his daughters Sarah and Ellie, he devises a plan to spend time with them by transforming himself into their nanny—

Dedicated to all my mutuals and friends but I’ll tag a few under the cut (sorry if I missed you ilysm)

@ezrasbirdie @lowlights @schnarfer @goodwithcheese @xdaddysprincessxx @joelsgreys @joeloverture @ghotifishreads @iamskyereads @sp00kymulderr @freelancearsonist @swiftispunk @ozarkthedog @sawymredfox @rulexofxnines and the whole @dieterbravobrainrotclub

[popcornforone]

Smothered

A Fan Fic based on a Mystey Pedro Pascal character

Day 8 of Pedrotober (prompt Corona)

Masterlist

This is soft but I knew the second I saw Corona as a prompt exactly what I wanted to do. This was the first fic I wrote for Pedrotober too. I love it.

Synopsis:- After a break up,Mrs Flores invites you over for a bbq.

Word count:- 1150

Warnings over & above:- drinking, lack of consent, swearing, over protective parents. Mainly soft but sexual tension.

Yea this is one of the best I’ve done for the month. Thanks @alyssamariag & @norththelemon for the prompt. Kinda want to turn this into a series if I had the time.

Your mum tries to do her best for you, it’s smothering sometimes & today is another showcase of this. She’s asked you to bring your special marinade for a bbq the Flores family are having in their garden to celebrate the end of summer. Your mum has been telling you for the last 6 weeks that her son is now recently divorced & knowing you went through a break up 6 months ago, both parents are trying to fix you up together. But neither of you have made an effort. You’re not ready to date again, & if he’s divorced he’s probably older than you. You don’t need that kind of baggage, you also have no idea if he comes with kids or if he was the reason behind the divorce. After your ex cheated on you with another man you’re not as confident in yourself as you once were.

You arrive before your mother to the Flores’ house & bring in a large box of Corona beers & your madianded chicken to be thrown on the grill. Once you put those items down in the kitchen, Mrs Flores, a woman you only vaguely remember from childhood, runs up to you like you’re her only daughter. She’s in all pink with a perfect silver bob & pink nail varnish. Not a blemish insight.

“Thanks for inviting me” you say as she hugs you.

“Pleasure bonita” she says & then looks at the beer you brought over. “Hmmm corona, how imaginative, anyhow come outside sit sit” she says with sarcasm. You sigh. You remember you mum telling you that she says it how she sees it, you have a very small memory of that happening in the past. You walk into the garden & decide to sit between a couple of ladies in their 50s & 60s, all the husbands around the grill, clicking tongs, making it look like they know what they are doing. You could easily do this much better than them but you don’t want to destroy a man’s ego. A man standing by a grill is not to be distributed. You do have a look around for this mythical son of mrs Flores but he’s not here.

Your mum arrives 10min later, same over the top reaction from Mrs Flores as she welcomes her in, making sarcastic comment about how she only brought salad & how she needs to feed you up & put a bit more meat on your bones. It’s not like you’re skinny, but even so Mrs Flores believes you need to eat more.

Time passed & it was still no closer to the food being ready, but it was starting to smell good & there was still no sign of this man. Clearly this must have been a ploy to get you to this gathering. Mrs Flores has everyone in the palm of her hand talking about her life & her clubs & her high standards & how no one will be good enough for her boy.

“Except this one, we always joked that your princess & my prince would get freaky one day”

Then all eyes turn on you after Mrs Flores comment. You try to not act pissed off & stop the scowl forming on your face. You politely excuse yourself to use the bathroom, but you sneak a corona away & go to the kitchen where no one is in or looking at, you just to get 5 minutes of quiet. You’d much rather do that than say something to the host & upset them. You were not brought up that way.

As you lean against the sink checking your phone & sipping the cool beer, the door to the hall opens. He almost falls into the kitchen as he is also carrying a huge crate of corona. You put your bottle down & steady the box to help him in.

“Woooo” you both say guiding the beer to the counter.

“Thanks” says this smooth masculine voice.

“Don’t mention it” it’s only then that you look at the man. Late 40s, fluffy brunette hair. Brown eyes so big they are like puss in boots from shrek. A shirt that clings to him with a beach pattern but not too loud. Nice smart shorts. A smile that would break a thousands hearts. You didn’t believe in love at first sight until that moment as your heart leaps out of your chest.

“Hi” he says, you don’t reply. Lost in his eyes. Lips parting. Frozen in time. You don’t know he’s having the same reaction. You need to remember to breathe. He notices the beer on the side, grabs it & swigs it. You notice his hand tremble. He’s nervous too.

“Hey that’s mine” you finally say going to grab the beer from him. He pulls is arm away.

“Really?” He gulps again”you sure about that”

“Yes” you say tentatively, a drop of water from the bottle drips onto your skin hissing. Steam coming off your skin, from this sensual introduction. Could the tension be any stronger?

“You want it?” You nod. “Then come claim it” & he all but downs the bottle.

“Hey that’s not fair”

“Life not fair”

“How am I…” you then see a few drops on his lips & you don’t ask for consent. He doesn’t look like he needed to give it either. Your lips lock, a man you had met 3 minutes ago you were making out with in an almost strangers kitchen. The way his tongue felt as it tangled with yours is intoxicating. How that luscious hair felt in your hands was like it was meant to be. Neither of you let go, feverishly enjoying this moment. He could have been anyone’s partner outside but clearly there was a spark between you & you had both felt it.

Crash!

The bottle he had been holding slipped from his grip smashing across the tiled floor.

“Shit” you both screech & you both start to pick up the glass, before mrs Flores bounces in.

“What the hell is…Ahhh darling” another over the top reaction. Once the glass is out of his hand she hugs him like everyone else before taking her flip flop off & she starts to hit him. “You are late, your always late my prince & now you smash bottles & not join our guests”

“Prince?” You ask confused

“Yes” mrs Flores says “this is my son, the teacher, the divorcee” you suddenly see the resemblance & are shocked you hadn’t noticed it. You stick your hand out & finally tell him your name, even thought you had been making out seconds ago. He looks you up & down once more & smirks.

“Hi im Ben! Most people know me as Mr Ben, deputy head at the high school 5 blocks away”

[sinnaminie]

Plushie Mrs Flores has become popular again ☺️

[palioom]

may or may not have started a lil something with mrs flores ✨

[kilamonster]

Happy Mother’s Day

💋💋💋

[javierpenaispunk]

Pedro being in New York at SNL.

Does this mean?

We are allowed to hope, right?

[firsttarotreader]

Happy Mother’s Day from Peddy Bear as Mrs. Flores! 😍🥰

https://x.com/c00k130r30/status/1789822946212462715?s=46&t=67rZ3XA7w2z6szQQNcLc1Q

[galaxyedging]

Mr Ben

Fancam Worthy

Charlie

Secret

Awake

Rehabilitation

Moving On

Moving Upwards

Mrs Flores

Meeting Mrs Flores

[grogusmum]

When I saw the tin of cookies I said “that’s a sewing container!”

I was not disappointed 💚

(Those cookies are really good though)

SAME on all accounts! Can I just say I was so impressed Pedro didn't lose a single cookie or even the paper?? It all went swish! Right in!!

Some folks have thrown shade at the cookies (to Cookie Monsters great sadness) and, I mean, they are nice crisp butter cookies, you can't really go wrong...

AND you get a sewing kit container to boot

win-win!!

Mrs Flores did preface her disdain was about not bothering to bring homemade cookies

Oh, I've been thinking, now that they've done a part 2, I feel the need to have it rounded out to a trilogy... what if his next gf is all that Mrs Flores hopes until the end...

[fluffykittensox]

Pedro had to have been pissing himself here I’m sure! lol

pascalispunk: Happy Mother’s Day

[sinnaminie]

All the Pedro related ornaments currently available in the shop.

More are coming! ☺️

Are there any others you’d like to see?!

[palioom]

I’ll take a crumb about either Prey Joel or Mrs. Flores or Murder Dave 👀👀👀👀👀 !!!!!!!!!!!

i haven't done much on the joel one yet but i'll give you a crumb of our Mrs Flores 🤭

“What is my angelito thinking about?” You heard her voice appear behind you, almost dropping the cup you had just taken out of the sink. She had been so quiet that you genuinely hadn’t heard her, startling you when she spoke so close behind you.

“Nothing.”

It was the truth, kind of. With all these touches there had been a film rolling in the back of your head with images from the last time she had bent you over the kitchen table.

She didn’t need to know, however.

“Are you sure, cariño?” Claudia asked, both of her big hands grabbing at your upper arms, her body pressing against yours, in turn pressing you against the edge of the sink. “Should I give you something to think about?”

Her hips rolled into yours and your hands stilled in the soapy water, a gasp crawling up your throat when you felt something rub against your lower back.

Something long and hard.

[firsttarotreader]

Mrs. Flores - The Empress

The seventeenth character in our series “Pedro’s Characters as Tarot Cards” is Mrs. Flores. A couple of you guessed it right, and she represents “The Empress”.

The ultimate Mother of the Major Arcana, the Earth Mother archetype, that is The Empress. She is complete love, nurturing, care, abundance, expression and creativity. She brings security, comfort, passion and nourishment to every project and to the people she cares for. With her unconditional and everlasting love, The Empress exudes warmth and she is gentle but assured. However, as welcoming and inviting as she is, this figure can be a fierce protective Mother, she acts, she creates and manifests and turns wisdom and knowledge into action. Her energy is a strong and proactive one and she will not passively sit and watch as things unfold, she is The Empress, the ruler of her Kingdom after all.

Mrs. Flores IS the ultimate Mother, the Earth Mother, as a character. She shows all her everlasting love for her son, all her care and affection, while being protective of him and standing for what she believes is right and the best for him. She welcomes him with bursting love, as expressive of her emotions as she is, and also expresses her displeasure and contempt when she believes something or someone is not good enough for her son. The same energy she gives to “defend” him when she thinks something is “offensive” in any way, “My son does NOT have ADD, he just likes to jump!”. Her disdain for the girlfriends and their gifts is a very Empress reaction, out of a protective mother’s jealousy and harsh judgment that comes from love and that also reaffirms her house as her Kingdom, and one she rules with an iron fist and a golden heart. ❤️

Next up, Zach Wellison!

[galaxyedging]

Based on a very serious request from @thegreenkid2 🤣🤣🤣

Mrs Flores x f!reader.

Meeting Mrs Flores

Warnings: I don't want to spoil it so adult themes. Over 18's only.

WC:902

Meeting Mrs Flores was nerve-racking. Not necessarily for the reasons people might think.

Your partner had told you bits about her. How she could be blunt and judgemental. How her heart was in the right place. How she loved her kids more than anything. That she may be stubborn with her expectations, but eventually, her love would overcome that, and she would still love her family wholeheartedly and without judgement. 

All those things endeared her to you before you even met her. Your own mother had been similar in some ways. The stubbornness sometimes hiding the love. She just struggled to express it. It was only a few years after her death that you put the pieces together and realised she was ADHD. 

The way that little annoying things you did as a kid provoked a disproportionate response. The woman had been through a lot, handled more crises than most people could. When life was busy and chaotic, she thrived. When she had the mundane task of telling you to pick something up for the hundredth time, that's when she'd lose it.

Her relationships were affected by her skewed view of the past, her procrastination in reaching out to people. It affected your own relationship, especially near the end when the illness slowly killing her made her traits even worse. 

Some days all she had for you was bile. She hated you for doing things that were essentially keeping her alive. It was hard to remind yourself that she didn't mean it, she was sick and scared.

Harder still to know that they were probably some of the last conversations you would have with her. All of them, filled with hate. No matter the ups and downs of your relationship, she was still your mom. She was once your world. She loved you, raised you, taught you, guided you. Suddenly, all that was gone.

Mrs Flores smiled at you warmly. "Well, what do you think of my outfit?"

"Pink really suits you." You told her sincerely.

The smile on her face was warm and genuine, motherly even. 

"Well don't just stand there give, Mrs Flores a hug!" She threw her arms wide to beckon you over.

She stepping into her arms she held you close. It was so stupid that in her warm embrace, the feel of a cheap pants suit against your skin, the scent of her floral perfume, you felt her motherly love. The feeling of guilt you held over your mom rose to the surface. There were times when you hated her. When her words hurt you and they were all you could see, not the years of love and care. Just the latest insult she hurled your way. If you'd have realised how much she was struggling. How much she needed support with something she did realise was affecting her, you could have been there for her. You should have been there for her.

Mrs Flores continued to hug you even tighter until one of her breasts popped out of the side of the hug.

"Shit. I'm not used to these things yet." Dieter pulled away. Too focused on fixing his cleavage he didn't see the tears glazing your eyes until his boobs were back in place.

"Babe, what's wrong?" His brown eyes searched yours. At this point he liked to think he could usually find the answers if he searched long enough. 

"It's nothing. It's stupid." 

"Hey! Nothing about you is stupid."

"It's nothing. It's fine."

He released your arms for where he'd been gripping you gently to let you dry your eyes.

"You know you can tell me anything." His eyes returned to your, still searching.

"It's just…you…she, reminds me…" The words fell away to be replaced by a sob.

"Of your mom? Oh baby." Another crushing hug caused both his boobs to pop out at comical angles. When you eventually calmed enough to hold back the tears of sadness, the sight of them caused tears of joy.

"Damn it. I'm usually so good with boobs." He struggled to right them.

"Here." Gently you coaxed the soft silicone back into place.

"Is it weird that watching you play with my tits is kinda hot?" 

"Di!" You admonished, before adding. "Is it weird that I think your tits feel kind of hot? They feel pretty real. I haven't felt implants before."

"Yes, you have. Remember when we were at that party and you put on a little show for me with Catalina?"

"Oh! I didn't know! They look very natural. Almost as good as yours." You pushed up his bosom for effect.

"Thank you!" Mrs Florence battered her eyelashes at you. Dieter then added. "You know, you can talk to me about anything. If you feel more comfortable talking to Mrs Flores, I'll bring her home."

"You'd do that?"

"Of course. I'd do anything for you."

"Anything?"

"Kind of feeling like I should put some stipulations in place now but yeah, anything."

"Could you maybe bring your Hunter costume home?" 

"I knew it! I knew that outfit turned you on!"

"Me and half the Internet! Are you going to bring it home or not?"

"Do you want me to keep the helmet on?"

With that thought fresh in your mind, Mrs Flores' chest got even further rearranged as Dieter pinned you to the wall and gave you a taste of what you hoped to expect from Hunter.

Set in the Wardrobe universe.

Reference to this Joel fic.

Tags @kirsteng42 @prolix-yuy @thegreenkid2 @hquinzelle @fangirl-316 @gracie7209 @jedifarmerr @doommommy @scorpio-marionette @sturkillerbase @harriedandharassed @aynsleywalker @mswarriorbabe80 @quica-quica-quica @rise-my-angel @adancedivasmom @graciexmarvel @kinda-nobody @movievillainess721 @munsonownsmyass

Also @miss-mandalorian and @nicolethered I thought you might appreciate the other parts I pulled together for this.

[guiltyasdave]

happy sunday and also happy pride! 🫶🏻

this week’s rec list has a lot of fics that were written for @iamasaddie’s kinky writing challenge, which is already the gift that keeps on giving haha <3

as always, if you read any of these please give the writers some love by reblogging or commenting!

for a list of all my recs ever, go here :)

i'll organize 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 for you.

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

📖= oneshot • 📚= series

clint

good by @burntheedges (❤️‍🔥)🤍📖

dave york

this godforsaken mess by @agentmarcuspike ❤️‍🔥📖

to die for by @toomanystoriessolittletime 🤍📖 (featuring john wick) (in other words, sedate me)

thirsty by @pedrosarmsling ❤️‍🔥📖

mindfuck by @whatsnewalycat ❤️‍🔥🖤📖

ezra

more by @ezrasbirdie ❤️‍🔥📖

tongue tied by @chaotic-mystery ❤️‍🔥📖

frankie morales

on call by @luxurychristmaspudding 💘❤️‍🔥🤍📚

heat lightning by @chronically-ghosted 🤍📖

do me yourself by @undercoverpena 💘❤️‍🔥🤍📚

spell out miss you against my skin by @undercoverpena ❤️‍🔥📖

catch and release by @nothoughtsjustmeds 💘❤️‍🔥🤍📖

jack daniels

in our ivory tower by @freelancearsonist ❤️‍🔥📖

private eyes by @syd-djarin ❤️‍🔥📖

javi gutierrez

rebirth by @perotovar 💘📖

javier peña

meet me in the city where we won’t sleep by @undercoverpena 💘🤍📖

three’s a crowd by @amanitacowboy ❤️‍🔥🤍📖

joel miller

hands on your knees by @northernbluess 💘❤️‍🔥📖

like a wildfire by @northernbluess 💘❤️‍🔥📚

born of confusion and quiet collusion by @atticrissfinch ❤️‍🔥🤍📖

when his eyes open by @undercoverpena 💘🤍📖

dress up joel by @covetyou 💘❤️‍🔥🤍📚

papi chulo by @yxtkiwiyxt 💘❤️‍🔥📖

nicest thing by @schnarfer 💘❤️‍🔥🤍📚

just one by @endlessthxxghts ❤️‍🔥📖

swallow by @aurorawritestoescape ❤️‍🔥📖

handsy by @ovaryacted ❤️‍🔥📖

homecoming by @ovaryacted 💘📖

little girl with a big mouth by @missredherring ❤️‍🔥📖

oh, summer nights by @ozarkthedog ❤️‍🔥📖

lucien flores

trust is binding by @pedgito ❤️‍🔥📖

dripping red by @frenchiereading ❤️‍🔥📖

marcus pike

fevered flames by @joelalorian 💘❤️‍🔥📖

max phillips

addicted by @aurorawritestoescape ❤️‍🔥🤍🖤📖

mr. ben

summertime sadness by @katiexpunk ❤️‍🔥🖤📖

pero tovar

i’ll do anything you say (if you say it with your hands) by @hellfire-state-of-mind ❤️‍🔥📖

ted garcia

voice kink by @djarinmuse ❤️‍🔥📖

tess servopoulos

exit music by @hier--soir 🤍📖

tim rockford

the detective by @milla-frenchy ❤️‍🔥🖤📖

my own writing

nothing lasts forever - dbf!dave york x f!reader 💘❤️‍🔥🤍📚

strawberry sugar - modern!oberyn martell x f!reader 💘❤️‍🔥📖

in other news — i hit 1.5k followers today and i can’t express how grateful i am for each and every one of you! 🫶🏻 i’m thinking about maybe doing a writing challenge as a celebration, please let me know if that’s something you’d be interested in or if there’s something else that you’d like to see!

much love 🫶🏻