#pedro pacal

[ellies-enrichment]

[legally-lupin]

Protector - Din Djarin x fem!reader

Everyone knew the beskar-covered Mandalorian always had an eye on you. wherever you went. He went. He was like a guard dog always checking who was looking at you in a way he doesn’t like or just looking in general.

When you wanted some space when exploring the markets and conversing with the villagers on the planets you travel to he gives it to you but he is only a few feet behind always watching. You didn’t mind it at all. You loved it. You felt safe under his gaze the fact he was always there to protect you if anything went down.

Something did go down one day making him swear to never leave your side again whether you like it or not. You and Grogu were wandering the town in Navarro when a group of pirates cornered you.

“Well. Well. And where are you going gorgeous?” The man smirked hints of gold showing as he eyed you up and down

“And why does that concern you?” You bit back not looking at the man as you held onto grogu

“Feisty one eh. Always the attractive ones” his comrades laughed as the circle tightened around you. You looked around frantically for din. You couldn’t see him anywhere. He’s never not been near. Where was he?! You were grabbed by one of them and started screaming and thrashing your body around hoping to get anyone’s attention. Most looked away. Scared of the pirates. Your chest heaved as one of them brought a knife across your cheek you whimpered as a stinging sensation hit blood dripped down your cheek.

“I do love it when they-

“Let her go” a dark modulated voice spoke making the pirates all look at who dared to speak out

“Din” you whispered looking at him.

“And who do you think-“ BAM blaster shots went out and all 5 of them went down. Dead. Dins body collided with yours in a tight embrace. You panted as tears rolled down your eyes

“Mesh’la I’m so sorry I was buying something and I looked to see where you were and you were gone I’m so sorry.” He hand went to your head as he cradled it. He checked you and grogu over before taking you both to the ship his hand never leaving you.

“I’m never letting you out of my sight again.” He lifted his helmet slightly so he can place a kiss to your forehead.

[zoloft3]

the last | joel miller x reader

summary: joel gives you the comfort you’ve been needing

warnings: none, gn! reader, reader has implied virginity with men and relationships with them (very self indulgent bare with me)

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“I don’t believe you,” He chuckled as if already catching the supposed falsity in my words.

“I’m not lying,” I tried not to smile when he gave me a sidewards glance.

“Sure,” He scoffed, “You totally have never fucked a guy, yeah right.”

“It’s true!” You held your hands out in omission, “Why would I lie, Joel?”

You looked away in embarrassment. This was something you didn’t speak of often. You thought it would be weird, seeing how people reacted to your virginity when it came to relationships with men. You watched the fire with glassy eyes for a moment. Jackson was quiet most of the time, but in this moment all you could hear was the blood roaring in your ears. The bird and cricket sound drowned out by the waves of your own emotional motion sickness.

His eyes fixated on yours for a long minute, then it seemed to click, “Shit. You’re not, are you?”

“No, I’m not.” You wrapped your arms around you, sinking as far as you could into his couch. Tonight was just supposed to be a simple dinner with the millers. And now with Ellie in bed, and your heart laid open to the only man you’d ever truly gotten close to, everything seemed to be falling apart.

“Jesus I-“ His fingers carded through his hair nervously, “I just thought- since… since you’re so- so beautiful- how could-“

You cut him off with your eyes gliding back to his. The words died in his throat as he saw the tears in your eyes.

“Fuck, baby,” He slid closer to you, his arms outstretched, “C’mere.”

You accepted the embrace as graciously as you could with the sobs that threatened to burst out. You couldn’t even explain why you were crying, but something about this topic of conversation with the one person you could be vulnerable with, it felt like someone had pressed just the right nerve, in order to send you limp and defenseless.

You sat for a long while with his arms around you. His smell of pine and woodsmoke and sweat invading your nose. It made you think of how sexy he’d be with a cigarette habit...

Jesus, you were deplorable.

His hands made gentle circles in your back as you let out muffled cries. You even felt him place a small kiss on your neck after you’d released a particularly hacked breath. Which was strange for your weird friends-but-slightly-more-of-a-relationship of awkward glances and finger brushing.

“I just, it’s not something I’m proud of, you know?” You admitted, finding the courage out of nowhere.

“What do you mean, darlin’?” He questioned, almost a whisper.

“The fact that I haven’t been with any guys, it wasn’t a choice, it just- I feel like it’s my fault.”

He pushed you back to look in your eyes, his hands moving to hold your cheeks, “Why? How could that be your fault?”

“I’m- I know I’m not the prettiest-“ You held back the tears in order to speak, “An- and, I know some people think I’m annoying… I guess nobody’s ever, really… wanted me like that.“

“Are you fucking kidding me?” His words didn’t match the soft look on his face. His eyes open and wide in a way you’d never seen before. “You are the prettiest, most gorgeous, fucking-“

He let out a frustrated sigh, “And you’re wrong, because I do. I want you.”

A comet hit my chest with a rush of flooding questions. When was the last time someone said anything like that? About you? And did he really want to be the first?

“You don’t mind?” You asked, plucking his heart strings with tear soaked fingertips.

“What would I mind about you?”

“That you’d be the first,” Your eyes looked anywhere but his, “The first person I’d ever get to truly love? To know?”

He smiled, the light coming through the cracks he’d left in your heart, “Darlin’, I wouldn’t care about any order, just that I’m last.”

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thanks for reading, a repost would make my day if you should care to do so :)

[beefrobeefcal]

Frankie walking into his room and honey is already in there, laying on his bed in lingerie with whipped cream and a bowl of strawberries on the bedside table. Mayhaps even already seductively licking whipped cream off a strawberry as he just stands there watching before flashing a huge smile and pouncing on her 😏🍓🍰

Prinny, you are top banana 🍌

THIS THOT SINGLEHANDEDLY HAS CATAPOLTED ME TO MY HIGHEST FORM.

I AM BORN ANEW.

the absolute inhuman noise i let out when i read this. my cats are concerned. my husband is concerned. my neighbours are concerned.

AND WHY THE HELL WOULD THIS NOT BE CANNON, @xdaddysprincessxx??? YOU GOT IT, BABY. DONE AND DONE.

I'M-NOT-OKAY-I'M-NOT-O-FUCKIN-KAY regards,

Beefro 👌🥩💜

For reference to Prinny's THOT, read On the Waterfront here

[boxofbonesfic]

𝓟𝓮𝓭𝓻𝓸 𝓟𝓪𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓵 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: 🖤 ᴅᴀʀᴋ 🤍 ꜱᴏꜰᴛ!ᴅᴀʀᴋ ❤️ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ 💖 ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ ❤️‍🩹 ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ 😂 ᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅʏ (ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ɪ ꜱᴀʏ, ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴊᴏᴋᴇ) 👻 ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ

ᴊᴏᴇʟ ᴍɪʟʟᴇʀ (ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴜꜱ)

☼ ❤️💖❤️‍🩹 😂 ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ | ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ (ᴀɴ ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴇ/ᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴏᴜᴛʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ)

ᴅɪɴ ᴅᴊᴀʀɪɴ (ꜱᴛᴀʀ ᴡᴀʀꜱ) 

(Coming Soon!)

[buckymilf]

so time heals all wounds, i guess.

it wasn't time that did it.

my commissions are open and you can support me on ko-fi

[thelovebelove]

[antidepressantswhore]

tlou ft cannibalism

[mysterious-moonstruck-musings]

@lady-bess these are all you, aren’t they? 😂😂😂

PEDRO PASCAL IN KINGSMAN: THE GOLDEN CIRCLE (2017) + letterboxd reviews

[insp.] [insp.]

[beefrobeefcal]

Beefro's Bistro: Upcoming Items

September ‘23 (in no particular order)

Chubby!Dieter Bravo Premier: Untitled

Chubby!Dave York : Untitled

October '23 (in no particular order)

Dark!Frankie - On the Waterfront, Ch 2, Ch3, Ch 4

Chubby!Joel : Untitled

Chubby!Max Lord Premier: Untitled

Werewolf/Chubby!Frankie One Shot: Untitled

And of course, should the THOT TANK become over run with generous contributions, more will come to fruition!

Lay-all-your-love-on-me regards,

Beefro 👌🥩💜

[rrrrosie]

I WANT BOFFEM

[solisaureums]

back after 2 years, not that anyone’s missed me or anything ofc but hey y’all! maybe I should start posting bullshit again :))

[beefrobeefcal]

Congratulations on your 100 followers!!

I really appreciate your page and writing. I've always had a kink/preference/THING for tummies, and I've always carried some shame about it. I've tried to "train myself out of it" again and again in the past to no avail. To find a place where tummy love--specifically with the characters of the hottest actor on the planet-- isn't just accepted, but celebrated, by at LEAST a hundred other people, is amazing 💖🥰

Cheers to you and what you've created! And thank you for graciously receiving my feral Thots 😅

Rebby, you got me right in the gosh darn feels!

Thank you, lovely @rebel-held. Are we the same person? I have spent so long hiding my appreciation of a good tummy, but I couldn't hold back when I started seeing others talking about Mr. Pascal + his love of frozen pizzas. 🍕🍴💜

We're 100+ strong and even if the Bistro doesn't grow beyond that, I think we have a pretty nifty little corner of the internet carved out for our selves. 💜🥩💜🥩💜🥩💜🥩💜

Thank you, Rebby! and know it is NEVER a chore to receive your generous contributions to the THOT TANK - we all benefit GREATLY from your THOTS 🥵🥵🫠🫠🥵🥵

All-my-lovin'-I-will-give-to-you regards,

Beefro 👌🥩💜

[lola-lola-lola]

Also want to lick here:

And here:

Maybe a little chomp too 😬

“Recovery” Pedro style from risemovement IG

[my-wild-imagination1996]

Here's a little preview for yall

Y/N, a young actress, finds herself in a thrilling love triangle with her co-stars, Hugh and Pedro. Their on-screen chemistry spills into real life, leading to a passionate adventure. As filming progresses, y/n discovers a deep connection with both men, each offering unique pleasures.

[peachy-ash]

𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧