#pedro pascal headcanon

[creedslove]

I dont know if you are taking requests but I just imagined joel miller having a bad day, that man is sore and cuddles😭😭😭 and cockwarming while he caresses your back and you caress his?? idk😭😭😭i saw the pedro photo with the glasses and omgggg Also how would you think pedro boys would react to trying cockwarming? I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

No outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader

A/N: omg baby, I love Joel, he needs to be cuddled and helped to relax, our poor handsome contractor 😍 love you too, so much 😻

• Joel's work is hard and difficult, not only the physical aspect of it, although it is a lot because he carries heavy things, he does manual work and above all, he has to handle people: clients, suppliers, associates, employees, you name it, he's gotta handle it all

• so it's not only the physical part of working, but rather the emotional and mental sides too, and eventually, some days can be worse than others and when it just happens to be one of these days, Joel feels comforted to know he can just come home to you, because he knows he's got you, and you can count on each other for that

• it's no secret you always cook dinner for your handsome boyfriend, sometimes you make full meals for him, or sometimes you just bake him a chicken/meat pie or even those egg sandwiches that are to die for, whatever it is, he knows he can go home and count on that, but not only food can solve a tiring and stressful day, sometimes he's just dragging himself around and he needs his darlin' to make things right for him

• you are always willing to make him feel good, already knowing Joel from the moment he gets off his truck, you can tell if he's energetic or exhausted, if he's in a good or a bad mood and so on, so when you see him walking home looking almost defeated, his curls sticking to his oily forehead because of the heat, you know it's your time to act and make him feel good

• the first thing you do for your man is to hand him a refreshing bottle of water; yes he can drink a pop or a beer, but water first, it will make a difference and help him feel much better, then you can greet him, and usually as you snake your arms around his body, you can feel how damp his sweaty clothes are, he needs to relax and you are willing to help him

"come on, handsome, let's take a shower, you'll feel alright soon"

• you convince him, kissing his lips gently and nuzzling his neck, taking him by the hand and guiding him to the bathroom, helping Joel undress slowly, first his shirt is gone, then his heavy jeans, his socks and underwear and soon enough, you got your handsome boyfriend under the stream of shower, the way the water fall all over his head, wetting his curls and making him look like a kicked puppy caught in the rain

"you're so tired my love, let me take care of you"

• you whisper to him, knowing it doesn't have to become erotic just yet, you and Joel will have time for it later, but because you know he needs to relax, so you grab your shampoo and spread it all over his hair, you know how much he always compliments you and your smell, so why not treat him to your products? It will make him feel good and relaxed, and that, you enjoy it a lot

• once his hair is done, then it's time for soap and body scrub, Joel never really paid much attention to it, but he cannot deny it feels great, he's at your mercy, your hands caressing and making him feel all the time great

• and once you both step out of the shower, you and him decide to go to the couch, there's no trouble in having some lazy dinner once in a while just scattered around the couch and relaxing completely

• once Joel is done eating, you can finally go to his shoulders, giving him some rubs and massaging softly, you feel the tension knots under your finger tips and all you can do is to whisper to him again asking him to relax and remember the next day will be a new and better day

• and then you both start making out a little, it just feels so good and natural as you kiss, the way you run your hands over each other's body and make each other feel much better, it can end up in sex or not, but it doesn't really matter, you love each other deeply and that's enough for the two of you, because you're there when he needs you and Joel is there when you need him ❤️

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[slvtforoldermen]

I believe Javier Pena, despite contrary belief, is a sweet lover. He’s a man who doesn’t like to show affection in public, but will occasionally slip a kiss to you when he’s in the office. He’s a man who isn’t really a fan of baked goods, but when he comes home and smells the delicious scent of whatever you’re baking, immediately he wants to eat as much as possible. He’s a man who never let people borrow money before, but would let you go on a shopping spree even if he was in debt, just to see the pure joy in your eyes. He’s a man who is obsessed with keeping his moustache intact, but would eat you out for hours on end if you asked. He’s a man who was never really opposed to the idea, but not really into it either, wouldn’t want to be sat on, but the minute you came into his life (pun intended) he finally understood that craze. He’s a man who hates when anyone but you touching his hair, especially when it’s late at night, and the office is empty, and you’re on his lap, and he’s slipping his tongue into your mouth, and you’re tugging on his locks. He’s a man who hated when people would become inappropriate in the workplace, but the minute no one was around, he’d bend you over his desk and fuck you into tomorrow, praising you, saying how good for him for are, taking him in his office, such a good slut…

I need him so bad…

Masterlist

I could look at this gif all day 😭

[pascals-doll]

like you mad at me

javìer peña x reader

🫧 lovely gif by @ilovejavierpena ! (took me a min to find the post again 💔)

🫧GO ON STRETCH THAT COOCHIE OUT LIKE U MAD ATTA BITCH 😩 sexyy red been stuck in my head!! based on all those sex scenes in narcos, I KNOW THATMAN FUCK LIKE HE MAD

🫧 pedro pascal speaking spanish ouuuu voy a llorar hasta que se me caigan los ojos

🫧 spanish keywords for my non-spanish speakers

-mirame: look at me

- lo adoro: i adore it

- bebesita/cielto: heaven/baby

- gatita tan linda: such a pretty kitty

-dentro de/ de que hablas: inside of / what are u talking about

🫧 description: literally just smut, slutty smut, angry sex, dom!javier, husband!javier, sub!reader, rough sex, backshots!, unprotected p in v sex, hair pulling, face grabbing, mentions of spanking kink, reader speaks spanish, mentions of putting a baby in reader at the end!, little bit of breathe play (if u squint frfr), javier is stressed and angry, no use of y/n, use of pet names (cielito, bebesita, good girl) javi just desverves good pussy

you knew being a DEA agent was not a very easy job, especially with the rise of colombian drug dealers.

he needed to come home to blow off some steam, it was just human.

in fact, you even encouraged your husband of an idea you’ve had in mind.

one night you knew your beloved husband, Javíer came home because the slamming of your front door rung through your shared home.

you knew it must’ve not been a good day, you get up from the couch.

you began to walk, turning the corner once you reached it turning towards where the front door is.

there he was, running a hand through his roughed up hair tucking away his gun in the drawer he always leaves it in.

he looked up at you with dead eyes, a tense broad frame, and furrowed eyebrows.

you came up to him, you open your arms to him causing him to lean in slightly as you immediately embrace him.

he cursed under his breath, you knew it was from his frustrations ”mi amor, how about we release some of that stress and anger” you whisper in his ear. you could tell by his face he was confused.

“de que hablas?” poor javì, he was just so tired. you gave him a soft smile.

you began to massage his broad shoulders, finding his muscular pressure points. you made sure to put slight pressure and squeeze.

“fuck me like you mad at me, baby”

ever since then, he does exactly that.

you were sure your neighbors hated you, they had too by now.

but the both of you could give less of a fuck.

you were too busy screaming into your pillow as javìer pounded into you.

his hand keeping your head down as he fucks you doggy-style ruthlessly.

your face was so far into the pillow, feeling his grip on the back of your neck. you had completely drooled all over yourself and the pillow as your moans and incoherent words were muffled.

you reach your arm back, giving him two taps on his hip signaling him that you couldnt breathe.

he pushed your face into the pillow once more before grabbing you by your now disheveled hair.

“how does my cock feel-” Javìer began, leaning down to connect his sticky back to yours.

“fuck!-dentro de ese gatita tan linda” his vile accent spits out as your hands reach up to claw at the headboard of your shared bed.

Javìer’s cock was fucking in and out of you at a devilish pace, his hips not halting; not even for a second.

“J-Javi! fuck!” you cry out, literal tears streaming down your face at the feeling of his cock hitting you as his hand burned into your hair was mind-boggling.

he had his other hand on your hip, using that one to scoop you up against him by your stomach; bodies completely pressed together.

you were completely encaged by him, one hand still in your hair and the other wrapped around your stomach as his cock continues to pound you.

the sound of skin slapping just got louder throughout the room.

“such a good girl. the most per-perfect-letting m’use this sweet pussy” he praises, almost moaning out himself as your wet warm cunt clenches around him.

“g-god! f-fuck! s’fast!” you babble out as you try your hardest to keep your head up, Javìer lets go of your hair, his other hand now going to your neck.

he let his hand rest there softly as his hips began to stutter, his hot breathy grunts ringing through your ear.

Javìer detaches his chest away from your back momentarily, his dick moving from inside you aswell.

“i adore you.” such a sweet sentence being spit out so harshly; slamming his cock back into you.

you cry out “oh my! Javí!” his lips peppered kisses throughout your sticky neck and shoulder; not caring.

“i adore your soul. i adore your body. everything you do-lo adoro” he grits out, the hand that was around your stomach now going down to slightly lift your leg; causing you to arch down more.

he was fucking you in such a mean way while being so loving.

the new angle he was pistoling his dick into you from had you seeing stars as he stretched you out more as if that was possible.

you could hear Javíer’s grunts and groans turn rougher and into deep short breaths.

your pussy took him perfectly, loving the way his hips slapped against your ass so meanly, his hands gripping your hips and ass, sometimes even spanking you till your ass turns cherry.

your hands claw at the bedsheets as you slightly spread the leg he was holding, engulfing him completely; to his balls even feeling his bush against your juiced up cunt.

the action caused his hips to stutter, signaling he was close.

the hand that was resting on your neck, now goes up to grab your face: slightly gripping your jaw.

Javíer’s hips continue to thrust into you as your voice goes hoarse, turning your yelps into just above-silent squeals and pleas causing you to shut your eyes.

“mírame.” his low tone sends your shaking body shivers. you open your eyes but the overstimulation being too much to keep them open.

“dije-mírame!” he grunts out loudly, you force your eyes open; never leaving his.

you admire his mouth slightly agape, his hair and forehead glistening, the way his mustache looked, and his deep eyes concentrated on your face; just as much as he was taking you in.

“ay! ay-mph! gonna cum!” you moan out, your mind barely hanging on to any conscious-sense.

“c’mon, cielito, c’mon” Javìer encourages, getting close to his release aswell.

you share the room as you and Javíer take it over with the sounds of both of your moans combining as the sound of skin-slapping dies down.

once he pumped you full of his warm white load. he fell onto the bed, bringing you with him.

“how do you feel, amor?” Javíer asks you, one hand massaging the hair he was once pulling while the other loving fondled your breasts as your legs interlocked.

your mind was still beyond processing and answering.

you gave him a weak nod which caused him to give you a soft smile.

“i’ll ask in the morning bebésita, lets hope i fucked a baby into you.”

[jpbpxma]

hush;

content warnings/tags: nsfw, contains smut, exhibition kink, sex at a movie theatre, javier peña x reader.

"Stop it, there's people here," Javier whispers, voice stern and eyes serious as he looks at you. "Stop what? " You whisper back innocently while repeating the action, making him grab your wrist. A shaky breath escapes him when you cup your palm around his already semi hard cock. His reaction makes you more confident as you rub his erection over his jeans and Javier reacts right away, twitching under your palm and letting out a deep groan. Luckily there weren't many people out today to watch the reshowing of some random crime thriller movie.

"Baby, seriously, I don't want to get kicked out," Javier nearly grinds out, trying to keep his voice steady. You pout and mutter under your breath about how you were in the back of the theatre and nowhere near anyone else, anyways. Crossing your arms over your chest, you return your attention back to the movie refusing to further acknowledge Javier’s presence. You hear him chuckle, but turns back to concentrate on the movie. Eventually you find yourself getting sucked into the movie, as well, until you feel his hand, that was resting on your knee, move up slowly.

Still annoyed with his prior rejection, you ignore him with a huff. Despite this, when his hand moves up under your skirt so it's in between your upper thighs, you find yourself parting your legs involuntarily. "You are so cute, you know that? Part of why I can't resist you," Javier whispers lowly into your ear while nibbling on it. Tracing slowly along your slit over you panties and he lets out a quiet 'Oh? ' upon discovering your dampness. You hold yourself back from whining but your body betrays you when you buck your hips just to chase any amount of friction.

He turns his body completely towards you now, movie long forgotten, sliding his fingers over your clit. You tremble at the contact, accompanied by a sharp intake of breath. "Please," you let out so quietly, he wouldn't have heard it if he wasn't inches away from your face. Without warning, Javier pushes two of his fingers into your pussy, stroking the velvet walls by curling his fingers. Your mouth hangs open, captured in a silent moan as he begins thrusting languidly inside.

You're so focused at the feeling of his fingers, with your head thrown back and your eyes closed, that your moans start to get louder without you realizing. Javier takes his fingers out completely, leaving you empty and clenching around nothing. You open your eyes to protest when you see a few heads turned around looking at your direction to see what the disturbance is. Feeling your face warm up, you sink lower in your seat. Javier just looks over at you amused, "See, you have to be quiet, mi amor, otherwise this isn't going to work."

Once everyone's back focused on the movie, Javier turns to you and spreads your legs again but sinks three of his fingers inside this time. Luckily the actress starts screaming in fear loudly at the same time because you couldn't help but let out a long, drawn out moan. His pace is brutal as he slams his fingers repeatedly into your dripping pussy as you hope no one could hear the wet sounds it was making. He uses the upper part of his palm to press circles on your clit and with each passing second, your thighs shake harder in an effort to keep yourself upright.

"I'm gonna- fuck! " You mewl silently, grabbing onto his shirt as you come completely undone. The orgasm leaves you breathless, wave after wave threatening to knock you over while he prolongs the pleasure. Your mind is hazy with lust that makes it impossible to keep your eyes open. You're still trembling as Javier kisses you on the cheek, putting a piece of hair behind your ear. "Satisfied? " he murmurs, as he moves to wipe his fingers on a stray napkin but decides to just put his fingers in his mouth and suck them clean himself. "Not... yet," you reply, breathlessly - further turned on by his actions.

You get up slightly to slide over the arm rest and sit down on his lap, pressing your ass to grind against his now fully hard erection. Javier jerks forward with a sharp intake of breath but catches on right away; he lifts you up gently to take his cock out of the zipper of his jeans. "Oh, someone's eager now," you whisper smugly. "It's actually kind of hot," he whispers back, surprising himself. You pfft but continue to hover over his lap, holding onto the arm rests as he strokes his length a few times, angles the head on your entrance, pushing your panties to the side and pulling you down so you sink down onto his cock slowly.

You shudder, knees crossing together as he groans deeply behind you, "Fuuuck, you feel so fucking good." He's sweet enough to wait until you're well adjusted to not move but you're beyond turned on at this point, especially knowing you were doing something you weren't supposed to be doing. You moan mutedly as you fuck yourself onto his cock. Javier understood quickly and he started pounding himself up into you with increased tempo, his hips slapping against your ass. Thankfully, the movie was at its climax and loud enough to tune out the sinful sounds.

You're both so into it, you end up meeting halfway as you move down on his cock and he thrusts up into you. "Shit, ah- harder, Javi," you whimper, your moans getting loud again. He reaches his arms around you, one to clap over your mouth and one to grip one of your breasts, so he can hit deeper inside you. You're so out of it, lost in your own pleasure that you're barely moving now, Javier doing all the work as he easily bounces you up and down with the grip he has on you.

"Mmmh," your cry muffled as your body jolts when the head of his cock brushes against your g-spot. Javier knows you well enough by now to know when he's hit the right spot, he groans breathily as he increases his speed, deliberately angling his strokes to abuse the spot. It isn't long before you feel your body vibrating from an impending orgasm, the coil in your stomach tightening as your head begins to swim with pleasure. Javier’s hand that grips your breast snakes down to play with your clit, swiping in tandem with his thrusts.

You didn't have time to warn him when the second orgasm crashes over you, your loud moans muffled by his hand as you fall back into his chest, your eyes screwed shut and teeth gritted. The sensation of you clenching around him was enough to send him into his own orgasm with a last roll of his hips and he comes with a deep groan of your name, chest flush against your back, his hips stuttering to a complete stop. 

The movie continues to play, nearing the end of the climax. You're both breathing heavily, his arms around your waist as the back of your head lies on his shoulder. When you finally come down from your high, you fix your clothes and slide back to your own seat, not failing to notice the couple three rows down and in the corner smirking at the two of you. "Hey, at least we gave them a good show," Javier whispers to you with a wink.

[lionlena]

Headcanon: What sleeping position do they most like when you are with them? (Pedro Pascal characters)💤

Joel Miller

He likes you to be a "big" spoon. He wants you to cuddle up to his back, while he's facing the door/danger. This is how he protects you.

He will prefer this position even in the open space.

He's so used to it that even when you're awake, like lying on the couch, he prefers you behind his back.

He constantly intertwines his hand with yours.

He will purr with pleasure if you kiss his neck just before falling asleep.

He'll always keep you warm.

Javier Pena

Javi likes you to be a "little" spoon. He loves to wrap his strong arms around you and pull you to his chest. He will kiss the bare skin of your arms, and your neck and whisper sweet words: "hermosa, cariño, mi dulce..."

He loves the smell of your shampoo, so he often falls asleep with his nose in your hair.

He will always make sure you have as many soft pillows as you need.

Oberyn Martell

Oberyn doesn't have a favorite position. In fact, he's fine with anything as long as you're close to him.

However, he likes it when you fall asleep with your head on his chest. Then, he will stroke your back with one hand and comb your hair with the other.

If he is sad he prefers when you lie on your back and he will put his head on your stomach. If you start stroking his hair you will help him calm down and then he will start kissing your belly.

He always buys you the most expensive blankets and pillows made of the best material.

Javi Gutierrez

He loves to sleep face-to-face. It's just your face is the last thing he needs to see before falling asleep and the first thing he needs to see when he wakes up.

Of course, he pulls you close to him so that your noses are touching. His hands grip your sides, but never too tight.

Sometimes he also likes when your legs are intertwined together.

Javi G is a cuddly octopus 😍

Din Djarin

Din treats you like his personal weighted blanket. He sleeps on his back and pulls your whole body to his chest. He needs to feel your weight. Maybe it's because he's used to the weight of the armor?

He loves it when your head is right under his chin.

He always holds you tight, and if he senses you're having a bad dream, he'll start humming softly and won't stop until he's sure you're sleeping peacefully again.

Ok, now I'm going to sleep ;)

Which of the boys is your favorite?

Headcanon: How will they react to your makeup? (Pedro Pascal and his characters) 👁️👄💅

[loquaciousferret]

guys i don’t think you’re listening to me, you all say Joel Miller sends old man texts but actually boyfriend Joel cannot send a normal text message at all…

Exhibit A: when you text him asking if he remembered to bring the wine to the barbecue he just sends this instead of answering with words:

Exhibit B: when he’s taking a nap after coming off a long-haul drive home from dropping sarah off at college, you tell him to let you know when he wakes up and you’ll come over, and you just get this instead of “i’m up”:

Exhibit C: when he has to work late so you tell him dinner is on you whenever he makes it back, you get this, and he doesn’t need to say anything for you to know it means “thank you, i love you.”:

in conclusion, getting a proper conversation out of this man is like getting blood out of a stone. he’s just always in a silly goofy mood but how could you ever be mad when it means you get to see that face!

[joenotexotic99]

Pedro Pascal eating you out headcanon:

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• Pedro Pascal would spend an eternity between your thighs if he could.

• He craves you. Your taste. The way you feel against his tongue, his fingers. The feeling of your thighs squeezing his head so tightly. Fuck he loved your thighs.

• He takes every opportunity to go down on you. And he wouldn't stop until you've finished at least three times

• When it came to you he couldn't care less about his own climax. At least not until you've been pleased several times. Its then he decides if he should stay in between your thighs for another round our come up and fuck you.

• He loved the feeling of you around his dick. But it was never even an option for him to compare it to how you tasted. You are a five star Michelin in his head.

• When the two of you would have sex it sometimes ended with him cumming in his pants because he couldn't leave your thighs.

• He was entranced by your moans. Music to his fucking ears. He loved the way you squirmed when it all came two much or when you were about to cum

• But if at some point you want him to feel just as much pleasure as you do he would just tell you that your moans and orgasms were all that he needed. However if you were persistent and told him that he deserved to be on the opposite end of receiving and that it would make you happy it would probably end in a good old sixty-nine. It was the best of both worlds. You got to please him and he could enjoy your sweet sweet cunt.

• All In all he was pussy drunk for you

[breezy141]

idiots in denial // pedro pascal (masterlist)

summary: two idiots in denial. literally. fem reader :D lowkey my fave one so far. hehe.

warning: mentions to sex? dirty dancing 😱

“do i look good, or do i look like someone who stands on the side of the street askin for a quicky?” turning around to face you best friend, you placed your hands on your hips waiting for an answer.

“y/n for the last time, you look beautiful now please can we just go? we were supposed to leave five minutes ago!” pedro giggled as he spoke to you. with one last look in the mirror, you hummed approval to yourself.

you were in a gorgeous back dress, that went to your mid thigh. lace lined the top of the dress, truthfully your cleavage was on show a little but you were feelin yourself, so you didn’t mind. along with this, you wore some chunky black heels, they were your go to.

both you and pedro left your shared apartment, and began walking to a close-ish nightclub. you were on the way to meet your friends, you insisted of being a tiny bit late. just incase they weren’t there, as you began walking pedro intertwined his fingers with yours.

it wasn’t anything unusual, you two held hands often. it meant nothing you guessed. but you did wish it meant something, to you it did but you didn’t think it did to him.

you arrived at the club, you were classed as VIP’s so you were able to skip the line and walk straight into the club. pedros grip on your hand tightened, he didn’t like when you weren’t by his side on nights out.

“stay with me, yeah?” he said hoping you heard him over the sound of the music. you nodded to him.

as you walked around to club, you were able to see your friends. “oscar!!” you spoke cheerfully, grinning from ear to ear. you walked to him, hugging him. making sure you didn’t smudge your makeup on him.

soon after pulling away, pedros hand made it’s way into yours. conversations started, and so did the drinks. you couldn’t stop laughing the entire night, everyone you knew had something absolutely hilarious to say.

you were sat on pedros lap, which again wasn’t unusual. you were always being asked if you and him were together, you said no, unfortunately, and gave whoever asked an awkward smile. you arm has been resting over his shoulders, with your hand wrapped around your glass full of malibu and coke. it was simple but you loved it.

“hey y/n, come with me to the toilet?” one of your girl friends asked with a sweet smile. of course you said yes, it was girls supporting girls in nightclubs. you told pedro you were off to the ladies room, he nodded and told you to be safe.

you hopped off his lap and made sure to pull the bottom of your dress down just to make sure. you followed beth into the bathrooms.

“girl imma be honest with you, i don’t need to go. but i just wanna talk to you, me and all the girls have been talking about you and your man out there”

“he’s not my man b-”

“no shush! you listen, that man has been head over heels for you since 6 years ago. that’s why he’s been single for so long, he’s been waiting for you. which, ironically, is exactly what you have been doing mama! come on, sitting on his lap, holding hands, kisses on your head” she giggled to herself.

“beth, but what if he’s just been friendly, he’s a sweet guy! he could be doing it to everyone!” beth gave you a stare.

“get out there and tell him or i will” you looked at the ground biting your lip.

“girl don’t worry, i see it. every girl here sees it, he adores you. go! i’ll back you up. blame it on the drinks if anything goes south” you giggled at beth’s comment.

you both left the restroom and you immediately walked to pedro. just as you were about to sit on his lap you heard your other friend speak up.

“girlies would you like to go and dance!” charlotte said happily, of course you all agree. you leaned down to pedro a pecked him on his temple, you knew beth was burning holes into the side of your head but oh well.

in a split second, you began dancing your heart out with your friends. the girls screamed as treat me like a slut by kim petra’s came on.

your hips began moving to the rhythm of the song, the girls hyped you up, some of them even joining in with you. “he’s staring!” beth shouted at you, you laughed loudly. even though he was staring it didn’t stop you.

lana, another friend of yours, came from behind you. laughing loudly as you to pretended to grind up against her, you laughed just as much as everyone else did. you loved these girlies with your whole heart.

you stopped dancing, and put all of your attention on your girls dancing quite inappropriately. none the less you loved watching it, it made you nearly cry laughing.

once you were all drained from dancing, you took your seats back next to the rest of your friends. however, you noticed pedro was gone?

“wher-” “outside, out the back though” oscar said quickly putting his arm around his girl.

you picked up your drink from the side and began walking towards the exit out back.

you saw pedro, sitting on the wall sipping on his drink. “pedro? how come your out here?” you asked as you walked up to him.

“i wanted the fresh air, it was getting um..hot” you noticed he started to slip on his words. you nodded, he helped you up to sit on the wall, his hand remained in yours. he spoke up

“i-um..just to clarify, me holding your hand doesn’t, like, mean anything, by the way. not in that way, unless y-you would like it to mean something t-then ya know it could. i’m just saying it would be cool if you did or whatever” pedro looked at the ground.

you giggled at his attempt to flirt?

“ya know if you want it to be mean something, it most definitely could. i, personally, wouldn’t have a single problem with it” you looked at him, pedro lifted his head quite quick. again his grip tightened.

he jumped down from the wall, so he was in between your legs. “you sayin what i think you are?” your arms moved to his shoulders. his hands rested on your bare thighs, his thumb stroked your skin. it was so smooth.

“mhm, well that’s if your thinking the same thing i am” your hand moved to his cheek. “i think i am” he said barely above a whisper. you contemplated whether or not you should kiss him, but you have wanted to since the dawn of time. as did pedro, you just didn’t know it.

you leaned in, so did he. his thumb came to a stop, he smiled against your lips.

once you pulled back, pedro looked into your eyes. “if i told you to do that again, would y-” just because you knew what he was going to say, you leaned in again and kissed him.

he began to deepen it. “i think we should go back, don’t you?” you went back in, humming against his lips. he helped you off the wall, and you both began walking home. extremely quickly.

[myeuphoricmindset]

I just know that Pedro is the type to rub your back softly, resting his hand on your lower back when you’re both in a social setting. Then when you both sit down at a table for an event you’d cross your legs and he would gently move his hand down your leg and hold your ankle, making small circles as he’s talking to someone from across the table. It’s under the tablecloth, so you only feel his touch. It’s gentle and soft. A silent reminder that even though his focus is elsewhere you’re still on his mind.

[wxckedwxrld]

Celebs: Pedro Pascal

Imagines

* - smut ^ - angst ❤︎︎ - fluff

^ ❤︎︎ afterglow [pt. 1] [pt.2] [pt.3]

PSA: these writings ARE NOT MINE. This is a list of fanfiction I have read during august and sept. All credit goes to the original and rightful writers

[ignoremeimnothere]

Hiiii

Can you please write a pedro×reader?

They are fighting really hard on something and suddenly pedeo grabs and kisses her?

The Way He Loves

Hey Anon, thank you VERY much for the request. I tried and failed lolz. I am so sorry I gave you mere crumbs when you deserve the whole cake, this ended as a hot MESS. Completely not read through, probably containing horrible incorrect Spanish (feel free to correct me) and not at all what was intended but it IS sad girl hours. But for the sake of things let's add this to the ‘hopefully I’ll revisit this and improve it’ file. Requests will always be open! Operation keep writing until I become adequate resumes! (Also if you have noticed I'm reposting this a day later it's because I forgot to post it as an answer because I am a moron.

‘Well leave then’

Pedro rolls his eyes keeping his posture leant against the bedroom door frame. You were having one of your episodes where you tried to push him away because he was getting too close. See Pedro was from a family that learned how important it was to talk and be open. You were not. Bottling emotions and resisting vulnerability was how yours functioned. 

It had been a long process to get to this point with Pedro. He basically lived with you, you had admitted that you were both in a relationship and you had allowed him to meet one of your closest friends. Pedro wanted more and he worked hard for it. Normally he could judge it perfectly, getting you to reveal another piece to your puzzle. But sometimes he stood on the landmine and your fight or flight kicked him right in the teeth. 

He calls your name trying to snap you from your thoughts. 

‘No go on, I don’t want you here, can you please leave me alone, thanks.’

You walk to the doorway slinking past him while his hand reaches for your arm, you yank your arm away making your way to the front door. Pedro runs his hand through his hair, he knew you acted like this because your heart hung heavy with pain. In the pieces you were gradually giving him he could see how much you cared and how badly you loved him. It took him some getting used to realising you said ‘I love you’ by making him his morning coffee, by sending him random songs you thought he would like and by always saving him half of whatever treat you got. 

He follows you, keeping a close eye on your emotions, you were on the cusp of working yourself up too far. You turned to see if he had met you once you were at the door. Looking him in the eye would have caused the tears brimming to fly down your cheeks, so you avoided his body, looking instead for how much distance was between your legs. He was close by so you reached for the handle and held it open for him. 

He calls your name again. You point your finger to outside not realising you were beginning to tremble, struggling to contain the devastation leaking out. You cleared your throat getting ready to give him a final command but before you can open your mouth Pedro grabs your arm. Your bodies slam into each other from Pedro throwing himself to you and gripping you into his arms. 

The dam breaks and you let it go. This whole ordeal you had started purely to avoid this. You were supposed to crumble to pieces alone, not in the arms of someone who clung onto you so tightly, trying to keep you together, someone who loved you. 

‘I’ve got you,’ He whispered into your ears. His own beginning to fall on you. ‘I’ve got you bebita’. 

He feels you look up for him, creating space he reveals your face, grabbing it and crashing his lips into yours. Once, twice, repeatedly until his message is received. He brings you back down to earth, back into your safe home, in the arms of the person who you also find yourself able to be homesick for. Despite you hating yourself for behaving this way, Pedro continued to console you, reminding you that it was another step towards being where you deserved to and wanted to be. 

~

You loved him so much, this man who was so used to love. Accustomed to telling his loved ones that he did love them accompanied with a tight hug had taken the time to adjust to you. Sometimes he couldn’t help himself and would have to squeeze you and tell you in the most obvious way he knew how. But slowly and surely he started speaking your language, he learned to tell you he loved you by holding your jaw when you kissed, by learning to cook your favourite food, by never complaining or rushing you when you allowed yourself to explore a shop that sold your favourite random things. Pedro also developed the habit of sneaking declarations of his love in between your conversations, sometimes completely out of the blue. 

He made sure not to reveal his tricks when your little spanish lessons commenced, confessing Te quiero con toda mi alma, Fuiste, eres y siempre serás, mi más bonita casualidad and ​​Mi corazón palpita como una patata frita. He relished in your inability to refute them. 

[creedslove]

Mari!!! I love your writing!!!

Do you think you could write a little jealous Dave York, maybe he has gotten with reader who is a little younger and he's a bit insecure, so he follows her or sees a guy flirting with her and he gets super jealous or protective. But in the end she's like I only want you and she let's him cum in her. 🫣

Sorry I just love Dave York I can't help it ❤️

Dave York x f!reader

A/N: bestie, who doesn't love Dave? He's literally precious, I love him with all my heart, and so do all of us!!! 💞❤️

• okay, let's just establish something here: Dave is a jealous type, okay? No arguments about it, he can be a prince and sexy and treat you like a queen, but he is NOT gonna like to see any guy anywhere around you, he's gonna be pissed off and territorial

• you are definitely the best thing he has in life, he will never risk you having an interest in anyone else but him, he just gets angry and scared to even consider that, because it would break his heart and he would feel so betrayed

• luckily, just as he's obsessed with you, you're also obsessed with him, and you both are mature enough not to play stupid games or mess around with each other's feelings: you both love and respect each other and you don't flirt with other people for fun or whatever reason

• still, other people might try their chance, since you two are a very attractive couple: women all have their eyes on Dave and guys can't help but keep their eyes on you at times, and that's when our hitman gets bothered

• Dave isn't clueless, he knows he's a successful, charming and handsome man with a very attractive position at work but he's also aware you are younger than him, being his second marriage and already burnt by his ex wife, it's made him suspicious, because sometimes it's hard for him to see that good things can happen to him and you are one of them

• overall, underneath all of his hitman threatening persona, lies a rather insecure man who thinks you are way out of his league and that at any minute you're gonna snap from it and finally find someone you should really be with instead of him

• so when he has a break over the week, he decides it would be a great idea to call you up and meet you for lunch, just something quick: going to your favorite bakery for some sandwiches and a slice of cake; it was the kind of date you two didn't plan in advance but you loved it nonetheless, as it was so simple and romantic

• you felt so excited to meet your handsome Dave, you decided to look really nice for him, arriving a little before he did as he was still leaving the office, you picked a nice table and took a look at the menu, checking up your options when you felt glares at you

• you didn't know that man, he looked alright you guessed, he wasn't ugly, but he wasn't Dave's level of handsome either. He was wearing formal clothes which showed it was also his lunch break and once he captured your attention, he smirked and greeted you

• you politely greeted him back, wanting the interaction to end once for all, you weren't interested in him, simple as that, but the guy figured that if he insisted, things would be successful somehow, so he approached your table at the same time Dave got off the car and saw it from outside that unknown man making small talk

• Dave's body heated up at the same time he felt himself going cold and a bitter taste of jealousy flooded his mouth: he hated seeing you talking to him. He didn't know who that guy was but he definitely didn't want him around you, when you two were supposed to be having your lunch date, he didn't want to see you talking to a man who was visibly younger and fitter than Dave, whereas your hitman was going a little a gray and his belly was rounding up a little

• he feels his heart sinking at the same time he approaches the table, he wants to get there immediately and break apart whatever contact is going on, but hearing your voice brings Dave back to reality:

"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested, I'm waiting for my boyfriend, he's just arrived"

• you told the guy and got up, smiling and walking towards Dave, kissing his lips and hugging him. Your hitman simply wrapped his arm around your body and kissed your lips, giving the guy a rough stare

"is there anything wrong in here?"

• the man just shook his head and excused himself, apologizing and trying to hide how nervous he got once he "accidentally" spotted Dave's gun in his suit jacket. You didn't see when he flashed it at your admirer but you couldn't care less, you were just glad to see your handsome hitman there ❤️

____

[slvtforoldermen]

Pedro’s Characters: The Dick-tionary: Part Two

(PS. I’m currently on my ovulation week so this is gonna be mental)

Part One ;)

Frankie (Catfish) Morales:

Okay so I just finished watching Triple Frontier and oml I love this man. One thing I wanna say is, he definitely fucks you in whatever flying vehicle he owns, not during flights of course <3 safety first and I have such a bad fear of flying. Anyways, Frankie’s about 7 inches, and he has a pretty pink mushroom tip, he’s pretty thick too tbh, and he’s a vein up the side that you can feel when he’s inside you. PRAISE!!! He’s a praiser and not a degrader. Breeding kink is a must!!! Maybe it’s because he’s a family man but I feel like he has a domestic kink, like, he lovesssss talking about you being his ‘pretty little wife/husband’. Fuck, he lovessss filling you up and talking bout how he wants to get you pregnant, even if you can’t get pregnant :0, he was quite delicate with this factor at first in case it made you uncomfortable but he 100% wouldn’t say anything about that if it made you uncomfy. He just needs you to be happy. “My sweet girl/boy, spread your legs for me will ya?” “Yeah you like that, yeah you do… good girl/boy.” “Pretty little baby, taking me so so well, aw, so cute” “Take my cock in your mouth, oh yeah, just like that, my sweet, sweet baby.” He shaves well enough I think, likes to leave a happy trail to tease you with.

Agent Whiskey

Save a horse, ride a cowboy. Literally. Ride him and he’ll love you forever. Pedro’s cowboy characters hold a warm place in my heart because I find Southern accents sooooo sexy, ugh yes, talk about your farm daddy.

Um…. Anyways! Jack is so cunty I love him. Okay, he’s a big boy, about 8 inches, up there with Javier and Joel. He’s thick, like oof… Nice big tip too. Depending on the day, he switches between soft and hard dom. His fav position is cowgirl obviously, despite popular speculation, he’s not really a big fan of reverse cowgirl, but he LOVES doggystyle, he’s an ass man so spanking is a yes. He’s not a daddy man. OH MY GOD WHEN YOU RIDE HIM PLEASE WEAR HIS HAT PLEASE HE’LL CUM SO SO HARD!! SIT 👏 ON 👏 HIS 👏 FACE 👏 If he’s feeling soft and wants to be all chivalrous and his Southern self, he’ll fuck you in missionary, peppering kisses all over your face and neck. “My sweet girl/boy… takin’ my cock so well.” “Oh darlin’, ya look so pretty f’me.” “Fuck, so good, baby, such a good lil hole.” Big snail trail enthusiast!!!

Marcus Pike

I have not watched the mentalist so I apologise for any inaccuracies :( but good lord how gorgeous is this man…

Sorry guys I just can’t get over how pretty he is, but I’m actually crying because he’s so beautiful. Anyway, he’s about 7.5 inches and loooovvvvessss to be sucked off. You just look so so pretty with his cock in your mouth, and suck on his tip, his hips buckle a little and he whimpers, his hands going straight into your hair. He’s such a sweet lover, when he’s inside you, he’s so soft and gentle, you’d have to physically beg him to be rough. A BIG KISSER!!! Loves kissing you, just make sure you’ve kissed him at least 20 times and he’ll be content. He’s such a sweetie, please just be nice to him. “I love you so so much.” “Please oh baby, I love you, love this hole, so fucking good for me, good girl/boy.” “I’m gonna cum, oh please, where do you want me to cum, please tell me where to cum baby…” He likes to keep its shaved but he’s not completely bald.

Lucien Flores

Now, I have been looking for the clip of him making out and I can’t find it anywhere 😭😭 if someone could find it for me pleaseeeee send it I will love and cherish you for eternity. I also couldn’t find a gif of him so bear with me 😭.

Oh guys… MIRRORS!!! From looks and expectations and fanfics I’ve read, mirrors are a big thing for him. He’s about 8 inches. Loves doggy, he’s also an ass man. Choking you is a MUST, oh god he loves making you take him in a mirror, in doggy, with his big hand wrapped around your pretty neck, seeing you in the mirror taking him sooo well. It’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. Same thing with the bathroom. He has you with one leg on the counter, the other dangling as he pounds into you, just absolutely destroying you. Shower sex too! He has you, either against the wall or legs wrapped around his waist. In fact just let him fuck you on every single surface of the house. Bed, bathroom, floor, sofa, dining table, kitchen counter, anything!! Loves eating you out from behind. He shaves and isn’t bald, yknow standard procedure 🤷🏻‍♀️

Special Guest!! My fav TV cameo 🫶

Reggie Luckman:

My MAN!! 🥺 he whimpers, have you seen him to that pretty when you cry edit, UGH STRIKES MY HEART EVERY TIME! I watch that edit about 3 times a day. I am very well aware that he’s just found out he’s killed his friend in this gif but he’s just so beautiful…

He’s 7 inches, and has such a cute face when he’s inside you, eyes squeezed shut and biting his lip as he conceals his whimpers. You keep telling him that he’s fine to moan but he just gets so embarrassed. Such a praiser, calls you a good girl/boy soooo much. His hips stutter when he’s close, and he bites down on your shoulder, accidentally leaves hickeys on your neck and collarbones. He loves going fast. When you ride him, he looks up at with those sweet eyes, and it makes your heart melt, hands on your hips, guiding you sweetly. Tug on his hair in orallllll!!! “Please, please, you feel so good, I love you.” “Mmm, please, I’m gonna cum, can I cum in you?” “I can? Thank you, thank you, fuck!” Praise him back, tell him how he’s doing, tell him that he’s good. Pleaseeeee I need him soooo baddddd!!!!!!

[pascals-doll]

kill kill 1

Joel miller x reader

🫧 part 1 | porn w plot ( no porn this part 🎀)

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧 PART 2 | PART 3

🫧 based off kill kill by lana del rey, written loosely around the lyrics

🫧 description: angst, outbreak! joel, reader has abandonment problems, this is all lowk dramatic, age gap, power dynamic, outbreak! joel, no mention of y/n, pet names like doll, darlin’, and honey, mentions of blood and weapons, and joel being kinda aggressive not really, heated arguing, 😭, mentions of leaving each other, soft joel though :)

Bound up the stairs

I'm in the shower

Do you know I am going to leave you?

Do you know I am going to leave you?

🫧

the water ran throughout your hair, feeling each individual pressurepoint from the showerhead on your head. this was your peace.

this was your peace without Joel Miller. it was the only say to soothe yourself, water. wether it was a shower or swimming.

turning off the faucet, stepping out of the shower. you dry yourself off, comb through your hair, and apply your lotion.

you step out into your empty hallway, that is in your empty home as you walk down to your empty room. that was all it was. empty.

you woke up alone and went to sleep alone for the past 2 months in the rusty home you have. you never left your room sometimes, there was nothing to look forward to go. you were bound to your bed.

joel left you every 2-3 months, the longest was 5 months, he comes back everytime. you get filled with such an overwhelming sensation of happiness and relief everytime he comes back to you, to his home. thats what you tried to be for him, his sanctuary from the constant death and violence.

you greeted him like a solider back from war and everytime you said goodbye, it felt like you were mourning although he was still here. you couldnt help but think to yourself that with the reality you live in, you might aswell all be dead.

the lonesome dreadful 3 months without him was enough to deprive you, constantly looking outside the window with teary eyes, reading his agenda from time to time, comforting yourself by wearing his thick heavy clothing, and looking at the little poloroids you have of him.

youd sit on his rocking chair, the times youd go downstairs. youre mind never stopped worrying. you prayed to the power above to protect him and ellie. you spent sleepless nights just wondering where he could be at that current moment.

it felt like a endless loop, a broken record playing over and over again until you heard your windchimes ring. you had a small thread connection from your porch step to your chimes, helping you notify when someone has approached. you cautiously peek through your blinds.

only to reveal the brute you know with his disheveled brown hair waiting for you. you immediately go open the door with your body overfilled with overwhelming emotion.

you open the door, immediately running into his embrace. you jumped into his arms engulfing him completely “hey my doll” he said lovingly into your ear. your legs wrapped around his waist and arms clung around his broad shoulders, heart feeling like it could explode out of your chest. the scent of nature winds, worn-out clothing, with the hint of blood mixing in with his clogne was enough to have your eyes become teary.

Joel cant lie and say hes not alarmed by how long youve clung to him, you thought a minute barely passed but it was actually about to be 5. Joel had one arm wrapped around you tightly, holding you up “everything good doll?” questioning you sweetly, using his other hand to tuck a strand of your hair. you slightly shift in his tight embrace causing him to groan. yoh knew he was injured of some sort but still always caring for you.

“yes, i just wanted to be like this for little, sorry” you say softly, mixed in with a mumble. you tap his shoulder, signaling to put you down which he does so you could open up the door.

“wheres ellie? i had ironed on that patch on one of her sweaters like she asked the last time she was here” you say with a soft smile, closing the door behind yourselves “i dropped her off at Tommy’s, she wanted to see some friends first.” Joel replies, setting down his backpack and guns. you sit on the couch, waiting for him to join you.

he sits down next to you, automatically having your legs rest ontop of your lap “how are you?” you ask, leaning up slightly to meet closer to his face, your hands on his chest “just a lil’ bruised up doll, gotta get cleaned up so we can figure out what ya’wanna do” Joel explains “where?” you ask, positioning yourself in a more concertative positon as you begin to softly pat to find the location.

“s’okay, dont worry so much” Joel reassures, trying to pull you in. you didnt want to be defensive but it drove you mad how he could come back like nothing. you couldnt process how he could wake up everyday living with himself, not knowing of you or not knowing of anything. you didnt say anything but pull away from him embrace slightly and let out a deep sigh “whats wrong? talk to me darlin’” Joel pushes softly, leaning up to follow you and keep the close space you originally shared.

you scoff “i always fucking worry, its all i do.” you were fed up “darlin’ i-” Joel began but you cut him off with a welled up voice “no, Joel. honestly, in all seriousness what the fuck do you process on a day to day?” you were angry, you had a feeling of the things that possibly ran through his tough mind. you felt his demeanor tense up “excuse me? a fuckin’ lot actually. there is alot i have to do for my own survival and others including yours!” he retaliates agressively, causing you to tense up even more creating a bit of space between the both of you.

“you know i can handle my own, the only reason youre with me! so dont use that shit as an excuse to just leave and risk everything all the fucking time! just for once. stay!” you shout out, tears now dropping from your eyes in frustration and sadness. you got up, wanting to excuse yourself but Joel got ahold of your arm “what are you tryna say doll” he asks, looking at you deep with his dark eyes “I might aswell be in love with a dying man. thats how i feel.”

🫧

I'm in love with a dying man

I'm in love with a dying man

I'm in love, lying in the sand

I'm in love with a dying man

I'm in love with a dying man

I have done everything I can

[jpbpxma]

hi, this is a new writing blog for pedro pascal & his characters. I have many ideas of my own to post but I'm also accepting requests for scenarios, specific characters of his you'd like to see written or just anything really, even if it's just to talk so shoot me an ask :)<3

(yes the picture is a way to bring your attention to this post)

[lionlena]

☆MASTERLIST☆

Pedro Pascal

One Shot:

♡A kitchen disaster

♡Just let it go…

♡New job, new problems...

♡Just breathe

Series:

♡His Curls - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 (completed)

♡Hate run, love speed - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 (in progress)

♡We don’t love each other - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7 - Final (completed)

Request:

♡A perfect day for a perfect girl (It's your birthday and Pedro makes you feel loved and special all day)

Headcanon:

♡What sleeping position do they most like when you are with them? (Pedro Pascal characters)💤

♡How will they react to your makeup? (Pedro Pascal and his characters) 👁️👄💅

♡Headcanon: How do they behave when you have a migraine? (Pedro Pascal characters)🩹😴   (+ Dave and Marcus)

♡Headcanon: How will they react if you tell them about CDD? (Pedro Pascal characters) 👰💔😱🤕  

♡Headcanon: Who will be ready to kill for you? From most willing to least... (Pedro Pascal characters) 🔪💀☠️🩸

♡Headcanon: How do they cook for you? (Pedro Pascal characters) 🥕🧑‍🍳🍓

Joel Miller

One Shot:

♡This is just a nightmare… (The Last of Us ff/ Joel/Ellie)

♡Strong for both of us

♡Trouble with ex

♡Dyeing your hair…

Series:

♡Unforgivable mistake, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7 Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12 (in progress)

♡I can't be everywhere (No outbreak!) Part 1 , Part 2, Part 3, Part 4... (in progress)

Request:

♡You need a better place (Joel loving a girl with epilepsy)

♡Blue dress (Joel Miller x plus size!reader)

Headcanon:

♡When Joel goes limp… (JoelMillerxf!reader)🤷🍆🩹

Javier Peña

One Shot:

♡I’ll protect you… (bc you’re mine)

♡I’ll hurt you… ( bc you’re mine )

♡I’ll leave you (bc youre not mine)

♡I'll stay with you... ( bc I love you)

♡You’re hot…

♡A girl from the street

Series:

♡Dancing With Your Ghost - Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI, Part VII, Part VIII, Part IX, Part X, Part XI, Part XII, Epilogue (completed)

♡Too many shadows behind you - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3,  Part 4, Part 5 (in progress)

Headcanon:

♡Nicotine (JavierPeña and You)

Agent Whiskey (Jack Daniels)

Series:

♡Dynasty - Part 1, Part 2, (in progress)

One Shot:

♡Mean (JackDanielsxf!reader)

Javi Gutierrez

One Shot:

♡Too hot

Frankie Morales

One Shot:

♡Lost cat

Marcus Pike

One Shot: 

♡"7.44 am"

Oberyn Martell

Series:

♡Red Viper and Fox - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 (in progress, soon english version)

One Shot:

♡♕Queen's Milk

♡I Hold You

♡Remember me… (ANGST!)

The Old Guard (movie)

One Shot: 

♡ Amira

♡ It hurts like hell