I wish you would write a fic where Pero takes some time checking himself out in the mirror and/or maybe gets caught.
I mean, any boy would do, but it's funnier if it's him.
omg i loved writing this. it ended up being less funny and more of a character study, but lol thank you!!
word count: 672
summary: pero and william are given a chance to clean up after being taken hostage by the nameless order. pero takes a moment to do some thinking.
beta: none, rip
The first thing he notices is the large, deep scar across his left eye. It's hard for it not to be the first thing he notices. He takes a second to look it over, remembering the battle in which he earned it. He was young and more scrappy than he was now, too proud to back down from an enemy much larger than he was, but, well… We see who's still standing afterwards.
He smirks to himself, turning his head this way and that, and takes a second to look at his aquiline nose. A trait he inherited from his mother, he was told. She died in childbirth, so he never knew her, but he was told she was gorgeous and headstrong.
He lifts the scissors to cut the excess hair hanging over his forehead and makes eye contact with himself. Deep brown, soft, but also hardened and weary. Mirror images of his father's. Pero silently curses the man and moves on.
Cutting his hair isn't a skillful endeavor, nor is it vain, but it is practical and makes it easy for him to see. He doesn't understand why William keeps his long and pulled back. It makes it too easy for an enemy to grab, in Pero's opinion.
"Ah, but the ladies love it, my friend," William always said, with a cheeky wink to follow.
Pero wasn't so sure.
His beard takes some finessing. It gets scraggly and dehydrated when it gets long, and it's one area that he takes a little pride in. His father always told him men with facial hair were untrustworthy and improper, so he keeps a clean mustache and stubble to spite him. And it looks good on him, if he were to say so himself.
Once all the excess pieces of hair have gone, he splashes some water on his face to get rid of any small hairs he may have missed. Water droplets drip down his naked body and makes him shiver. Then, he steps into water basin, heated by the nearby fire, and relaxes, sighing into the air. He rests his head on the edge of the basin and decides to take his time cleaning himself; such luxuries are so hard to come by in his line of work.
Afterwards, he wraps a towel around his waist and goes back over to the mirror, taking a moment to have another look.
His eyes travel over his shoulders, broad and wide from years of fighting and hard work. There are scars littering his tanned skin, reminding him of battles won and lost. There is dark ink etched into his skin, marking him as a mercenary forever, hidden beneath layers of armor and steel.
Looking back up to his face, he grunts slightly when he doesn't see the pendant he usually wears. He looks down to the counter beneath the mirror and hastily puts it on. It's a trinket, he usually tells himself, doesn't hold any meaning. But it was given to him as a protective symbol by a young mother after he accidentally saved her. The man he was after tried to hide in her small cottage and Pero caught up to him before he could, his blade sinking into the man's gut.
She thanked him many times and said the trinket would protect him as he protected her, her eyes earnest and thankful. He hasn't taken it off since.
"Come on, you arrogant bastard," William called, standing in the doorway to the room he was given by the Nameless Order. The blond man leaned against the door frame and smirked. "Seeing if your face changed after that rat's nest made its home on your face?"
Pero rolled his eyes and sighed, dropping his towel to put this new armor on. "Hijo de puta," he grumbled to himself.
"What was that?"
"Nothing," Pero muttered. He looked back in the mirror one last time, his scar catching his attention one last time, then turned to William as he stepped into his boots. "Let's go, amigo."
I mean, I'mma go for the OG, number 1 question: give short descriptions of all your current WIPs. Which isn't a question as much as a demand. But demanded with kindness. Unless you like it rough, then I can do it that way too whatever you want you beautiful soul
Well hello there sunshine! I'm so happy to see you (and this handsome loveable goofy guy) in my inbox!! And I'm more than happy to comply with any demand (either of) you want to make of me, rough or kind.
Give short descriptions of all of your wips.
Oh boy. ALL OF THEM? Oooookay. Let's do it. Here we go. Titles in green have started to be posted, titles in red haven’t seen the light of day yet.
Survivor Blues - (Joel Miller x F!Reader) You're new to Jackson after recently losing the last of the people you cared about, and learning how to do more than just survive for the first time in years. It's not easy, but Joel (and Ellie and Tommy) are helping.
The Mist on Mulholland - (Dieter Bravo x OMC Lake Hanson) Sober and healthy and ready to take on his next project with the clearest head he's had in a long time, Dieter Bravo decides to write a memoir about the years of his life that he considers the most important... Which means reaching out to someone he never wanted to hurt, someone he never wanted to live without, someone he was always too afraid to admit that he loved: his best friend.
The Contractor - (Joel Miller x F!Reader) A Sarah lives AU where the plot points are still here they just happen out of order. Joel strikes a deal with Death to save his daughter's life, and they end up in Jackson, Wyoming where he must carry out his end of the deal. 20 years later when a road-ragged woman and a mouthy teen girl show up, he realizes he might not be the only one Death made a deal with.
Untitled Rodeo Star Oberyn - (Oberyn Martell x F!Reader) He's a cowboy. He can ride. He can rope. He can make you feel however you want him to make you feel and then he can mosey on out of town and do it all over again in the next one. And that's fine with both of you. (Right?)
The Yule Lodge - (Dieter Bravo x F!Reader) Dieter and Reader get set up by some Christmas spirits at a "high end, exclusive bed and breakfast that's technically just outside of London". Strange dreams and visitations mark both of their first nights there but that's just the jet lag, surely...
Skira - (Din Djarin x F!Reader) When you are kidnapped by Gor Karesh’s brother, Din doesn’t hesitate to go after you. Willing to do whatever it takes to rescue you, he agrees to fight in a gladiatorial arena to win your freedom. The catch? He has to do it without his armor.
Unfinished - (Marcus Pike x F!Reader) Ghosts and murder and art thievery, oh my! Add a dash of friends to lovers and a pinch of Halloween spooks and wow I really need to get back to this one.
The Grove - (Ezra x F!Reader) You run into Ezra on a seemingly enchanted planet where the nights are long and the forest is full of things that could tear you apart in the dark. You stick together for safety and to help each other complete the missions that brought you there.
There are more that are languishing in the wip folder but these are the ones that I am/have been working on or that I plan to work on soon. Thanks again for sending this, Adira!!
So I'm working on my Pedro Scout badges and one of the assignments is to make a piece of fanart for a fic you love. I'm no artist, but I thought maybe I could do a moodboard?
Your Dieter's been on my mind lately. I hope you don't mind.
UM I LOVE THIS. this is perfect, to be honest. I think about LD Dieter and his girl all the time too. I have about 1/3 of a chapter written for them but something feels off so I haven't finished it. Maybe that needs to change. Maybe soon. I miss them.
And this is such a good and thorough look into their lives during filming - it's never a great thing to be stuck somewhere you don't want to be, but when you're with someone you care about and the grounds are beautiful, it makes it a little less awful, right?
All of these little nods to them - the camera with the scenery and the video camera with the focus on HIM and the smoke and the ring (i see that sneaky sneaky placement over his pinky) and the literal LIFELINE?!?!? it's perfect and you are THE BEST.
I was tagged by @oonajaeadira and @quicax3 - thank you for the tags! (Adira I laughed OUT LOUD at the last one.) The other one was getting very long so I'm starting a new thread.
Using only song titles of one artist/band, cleverly answer the questions and then tag people.
Artist/band: Fair To Midland
What's your gender: Typhoid Mary Sends Her Best
How do you feel: Short Haired Tornado
If you could go anywhere: A Wolf Descends Upon The Spanish Sahara
Favorite mode of transportation: Golden Parachutes
Your best friend: Whiskey and Ritalin
Favorite time of day: Amarillo Sleeps on My Pillow
If your life was a TV show: Bright Bulbs and Sharp Tools
Relationship status: The Greener Grass
Your fears: The Wife, The Kids and the White Picket Fence
Tagging: @the-blind-assassin-12 @stealyourblorbos @felteppsters @alraedesigns @valkblue @skyshipper ... and anyone else that wants to play!
