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[thegreenkid]

This is a Pedro Pascal blog. The very occasional posts that are not will be tagged #off topic

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My Masterlist below (all Pedro characters):

** indicates smut

Oberyn Martell x Revolutionary Leader! OFC 

Burn the House Down Part 1: The Breakout  (available now) - the revolutionary leader of a small kingdom once liberated by Prince Oberyn, mounts a daring rescue at the news of the prince's capture by the Lannisters.

Burn the House Down Part 2: The Flirt (available now) - Our bad ass female revolutionary leader is left alone to escort the fabulously gorgeous Prince Oberyn Martell back to Dorne after the daring rescue from King's Landing in Burn the House Down Part 1 . Days / weeks of horseback riding with the Red Viper against your back? Sign me tf up!

Burn the House Down Part 3: Smut ** (available now) - Nothing but Oberyn smut. Part 2 was the psychological foreplay, this is all smut. Based on this instructional post by @absurdthirst 

Burn the House Down Part 4: Paradise ** (WIP - outline phase) - Our revolutionary leader and Prince Oberyn had finally reached Dorne. She had a chance to meet his paramour Ellaria Sand and was taught the secrets of taking pleasure in a threesome with the Red Viper.

Burn the House Down Part 5: Against the Odds ( available now) - Sentries spotted an army of invaders coming for Dorne. Out-gunned and out-numbered, Dorne needed our revolutionary leader's help to fight them off, because this is her specialty - fighting against the odds.

Marcus Moreno x Interdimensional superhero!ofc

Redemption Part 1 (available now) - When alien destroyers from another dimension started to materialize on Earth, wreaking havoc across the world, only one woman has stood up against this new form of threat and lived to tell the tale, a warrior who chased these threats from her universe through a temporal rift, will join forces with Marcus Moreno and the Heorics.

Redemption Part 2 (available now) - when the enemy found out the extra-dimensional ofc has the knowledge and know-how to neutralize them, they put a hit out on her. Now Marcus Moreno has to get to her before they did to keep her safe.

Redemption Part 3* (sneak peek)

Liam x rookie CIA!OFC

Pedro Pascal’s one-episode character in Nikita

Safe House Part 1 (available now) - Our CIA rookie!OFC was in charge of a safe house in Prague where Liam, the most dangerous CIA agent gone rogue, was taken when he resurfaced after a decade off the grid. But when the safe house was breached by brutal mercenaries, our rookie!ofc must escape with Liam and both their lives.

Safe House Part 2 (available now) - Charged with keeping Liam, the legendary ex-CIA turned enemy-of-the-state, in custody and alive, our rookie agent!OFC must whip through the streets of Prague with a mysterious hit squad on her tail. Can she stay alive and out of grasp long enough for enforcement to arrive? And can she trust her agency? Or will she have to turn to the most dangerous rogue assassin in CIA history to find an ally?

Safe House Part 3 (available now) - When both Liam and our rookie agent!ofc found themselves hunted by the CIA and a group of deadly mercenaries, they were forced to forge an unlikely alliance. As more facts revealed themselves, she suspects he might not be the cold-blooded killer they made him out to be. Now the new allies must stay alive long enough to uncover who wants them dead.

Safe House Part 4 (available now) - When Liam, the ex-CIA assassin, and our rookie agent!ofc need to infiltrate a black-tie gala event with high profile guests at the Ritz-Carlton, Vienna, of course they’re doing the fake newlywed trope. And we get to know Liam's surprising backstory, one that is very different from how the government spun it.

Safe House Part 5 - this is the conclusion to the series, also a fix-it fic because the TV show did Liam dirty.

Emily x Kyle Hartley

(Pedro Pascal’s one-episode character on CSI: Crime Scene Investigation)

Birds of a Feather (available now) - how Kyle and Emily met at a fancy wedding in New York. Meet cute, flirting, some fluff, and a little thirst. Canon compliant with no ofc or reader.

To Love and Protect (available now) - a modern-day Bonnie and Clyde duo left CSI stumped as they pulled off heist after heist across the country. But when the authorities start closing in on them, can their love withstand the pressure? Or will this bond of ride-or-die forged from childhood begin to crack?

Din Djarin + teenage female! OFC (request)

The Purple Kid (available now) Completely rated G. This is just Din helping out a kid who's on the run. Inspired by an ask looking for Din fanfics for their teen without much luck. Thought I'd help fill the gap. Will prolly have an audience of one. This relationship is vaguely reminiscent of Ezra and Cee.

**********************WIPs*************************

Liam x female spy!OFC x Dave York ** (outline phase)

Summary: Liam's origin story of how he went rogue from the Division

Words were circulating that a female foreign operative will attempt an assassination on the US president. Liam, who was still part of the Division at this point, had been sent to intercept. Liam caught the assassin and brought her back to a warehouse for interrogation. She proofed to be a formidable foe, not caving even under the most strenuous of duress, compelling Liam to call in Dave York to double the pleasure. I mean pressure. Liam's origin story based on my headcanon and smut based on this ask by absurdthirst.

Zach x female backpacker! OFC 

Untitled Zach fic # 1  (outline phase) - Zach was walking down the streets of LA and came upon a backpacker who was struggling to find her hostel due to English not being her first language. Zach, being the sweetheart that he is, of course stopped and asked her if she needed help.

Untitled Zach fic # 2  (outline phase) - Zach just came back to the States after his tours in Afghanistan and met a stranger in a bar.

Din Djarin + The Child meta / headcanon (idea phase) 

no reader, no OFC, no fluff, no smut, no romance (would anybody even want to read this?) - just meta and head cannons, probably rated G

dark! Catfish x female agent! OFC **   (idea phase)

Untitled Frankie Morales fic **  - after reading @yespolkadotkitty 's brilliant Catfish for Dinner my thirsty ass has been obsessed with dark! Catfish

Pero Tovar x female doctor! OFC **  (WIP - 1k badly written) 

inspired by Tower of Roses by @rzrcrst - blatant excuse to write Tovar smut - when an epidemic hit Spain, Tovar was sent by the crown to bring back the doctor. She was an epidemiologist who studied the plague her entire career but volunteered as front line medic for the war in what is now Istanbul.

Rec List from Awesome Bloggers

Unexpected Guest (Marcus Moreno) most true to canon character. Super cool villain!ofc. What a fun read! One of my favorite fanfic from one of my favorite fanfic writer. This is what happens when Marcus is tired of saving the world and the beautiful sexy villain dropped by to share a bottle.

The Prisoner (Pero Tovar) ofc is the daughter of the king and Pero has been taken prisoner in the dungeon. Their interaction is so intriguing.

The Anomoly (Marcus Moreno) ofc is a mysterious new transfer to the Heroics who is there as an expert consultant or some kind of expert. She’s competent and chilled and he’s not insecure. Just the way I like my characters😂

Shower (Zach Wellison) a thirst fic dedicated to Zach and I'm not mad about it

Infinity Cube (lots of Pedro boys) very clever premise but beware it's angsty. And it hurts so good.

Pedro Pascal character fic rec list sorted by characters (by other bloggers):

https://athalien.tumblr.com/post/647221533124722688/pedro-pascal-fic-rec-part-1

Pedro Pascal Fashion Masterlist

(don’t be mad if you’re not on here yet I just started this)

tag list: @ yes-triggering-shit

[thegreenkid]

Safe House (Chapter 1)

CIA AU! Joel Miller x Rookie!ofc

Summary: A CIA rookie!ofc was in charge of a safe house in Prague where Joel Miller was taken into custody. The most dangerous and elusive renegade ex-assassin from the CIA, he resurfaced after a decade off the grid. But when the safe house was breached by brutal mercenaries, the rookie must escape while keeping him in custody and, more importantly, alive.

Warnings: enemies to lovers, slow burn, guns, shooting, explosions, violence, manipulation, waterboarding, deaths (not graphic and not the protagonists). Rated PG-13

Word Count: 1633

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Prague. She used to think it would be so exciting to be in charge of a safe house in Prague, where the safety of every high valued “guest” was her priority. Little did she know she would be sitting on her ass for 13 months. Stuck inside all day every day, staring at 14 closed-circuit monitors that did not change. 

Please!! Can something happen for once? Anything! 

She swore they threw rookies into safe house assignments straight out of the academy just to fuck with them.

The phone rang and, for the first time, she got a “guest” coming to her safe house. It was Joel Miller. THE Joel Miller. The top-secret operative who was so secret no one even knew he existed, at least not to anybody below a GS-15 pay grade. The Legend who had gone rogue and turned against the entire agency, and slowly tore them down from the inside, all the while evading capture for the last 10 years. He was a thorn in their sides. An unstoppable threat to the agency. Unfortunately for them, he was also one of the best. Cold and steady on every op. The assassination of every dictator you have ever heard? That was probably Joel Miller. No amount of security could stop him. And no one would even know he was ever there, came and gone without a trace, leaving nothing but bodies in his wake. Actually, not even bodies. Not unless he wanted to make a statement. 

He was a ghost, off the grid. Nobody even knew what he looked like, except for the handful who had worked with him in The Division, a secret elite unit of the CIA. They dropped in and out of countries unsanctioned, no support, no reinforcement, just got the job done. 

So after years of hunting Miller to no avail, he just one day, out of the blue, walked into the US Embassy in Prague. And he turned himself in, just like that. The bosses up top were freaking out, scrambling for the best interrogator within a thousand-mile radius to “debrief” him, so they could sweat him for everything he knew and everything he has done.

She had imagined the best of the best must be some grizzly old guy. Chewed up and spat out after years of wet work and covert operations under the most impossible circumstances. Listening to the stories the cadets used to tell back in Quantico, you would think he wasn’t even human.

So when the 6-men extraction team of high-level operatives buzzed her door with Miller in tow, she was eager to see this legend.

They brought him into the safe house in cuffs with a burlap sack over his head. He was shoved unceremoniously into a metal chair in the interrogation room, while she found herself the best seat in the house, behind the one-way mirror in the observation room. With the cuffs still on his wrists, they zip-tied his ankles to the chair.

To her surprise, when the burlap sack was pulled off, it was not a gnarled-up bitter old dude under there. Behind the one-way mirror was a strikingly handsome man with salt and pepper hair and matching scruff, framing his high cheekbones and a chiseled jaw. He was in his 50s, tall, with broad shoulders and muscular arms, long legs, and large rugged hands. Man’s built like a brick house. Everything about him was built for efficiency, including those cunning brown eyes, which are surprisingly warm, for someone who looked like they’ve seen, and probably done, some shit. At one point, she could have sworn he knew she was there, when those tired brown eyes looked directly at her through the glass, as if to challenge her, on everything she thought she knew, and everything she thought she stood for. 

When the expert interrogator started to lose his patience at Joel’s lack of attention to his questioning, he threatened him by rolling in a big metal tub and 10-gallon jugs of water. That was when The Legend gently smirked at her before leisurely tearing his eyes away, returning his attention to the interrogator as if he had interrupted his moment with her.

“600s,” Joel casually suggested.

Confused looks were exchanged around the room.

“Those towels,” he elaborated, “you’re gonna want at least 600 gram weight on those towels. Those are what? 350? 375?”

“Yeah? You think this is a joke?” Threatened the interrogator, “ the longest record is 20 seconds. You gonna beat that, Miller?”

Joel responded with a smug tug of his lips, revealing a dimple on his right cheek.

As they slowly leaned him back in his chair towards the tub, he peered over at her and looked directly into her eyes as if to say, “you are about to be a witness to state-sanctioned torture. You cool with that?”

As the water was aggressively dumped over his towel-covered face, she heard him gasp for air with the most inhuman sounds, his legs kicking and his whole body convulsing. This was undoubtedly a violation of the Geneva Convention, and that was for enemies. She was not sure if she was cool with that.

After what felt like a whole minute, they finally brought him back upright while he coughed and gasped and laboriously cleared water out of his airways. 

“How long was that?” he heaved, water dripping off the cocky look on his face.

Frustrated, the interrogator ordered the torture repeatedly, increasing the weight of the towel each time, but The Legend showed no sign of relenting. 

Suddenly and without warning, all power in the house was cut off, leaving everyone in the dark and all cameras down.

That was until the backup generator kicked in, then alarms started blazing. When the monitors flashed back on, she spotted 12 heavily armed hostiles breaching the first perimeter of the safe house. The agent standing next to her slipped into the hallway and signaled for the extraction team to follow him, and they quickly filed out of the interrogation room to defend the house, leaving just one of them in the room to guard Joel.

Once the team had scrambled into place around the second perimeter, a deafening calm of silence fell. Before she even had a chance to realize she was holding her breath, a skull-jarring explosion blew the high range blast door out of the wall and the shock waves knocked her over. The lights started cutting in and out, flash bangs went off everywhere, and rapid gunfire was exchanged all around.

The extraction team consisted of skilled senior field officers with decades of experience, but they were 6 against 12 and the hostiles knew what they were doing. To their credit, the team knocked out a few intruders too, before they themselves fell one by one. 

Trying not to panic, she pulled her Glock out of her holster and waited for her orders.

Meanwhile, the team lead’s desperate cries for the last of his men to help were heard through the hallway. The last man left guarding Joel in the interrogation room was breathing heavily, eyes consumed with fear. Steeling himself, he pounded on the one-way mirror and signaled for her to get in the room. While crossing in the hallway, he handed her the cuff keys, told her to watch the prisoner, and went to support his team.

She quickly took cover in the interrogation room while more gunfires erupted and more men dropped. 

Then suddenly, all was quiet.

Carefully and discreetly, she peeked out and down the end of the long hallway, where the intruders demanded from the fallen team lead where Joel was. When he refused, he was shot in the head.

Oh fuck. 

She was the last one left standing.

Just her against at least 9 mercenaries.

Her adrenaline was fully pumping now. This was it. This was what she was trained for. After frantically barricading behind the door, she took slow controlled breaths as she tried to slow down her pulse and bring some sense back to her amygdala-hijacked brain. 

“Hey, it’s okay,” an unexpectedly calm and soothing voice came from the middle of the room.

While desperately reining in her terror, she glanced over at Joel and found his eyes surprisingly full of understanding and reassurance.

“You got one in the chamber?” he gently advised.

“Yeah,” she breathed as she hastily racked the slide, and the round in the chamber ejected out the side of the gun and landed on the floor. 

Fuck! Get a grip!

“It’s okay,” he reassured her, “I remember my first post in Esmeralda, fresh out of Quantico. A house like this. Beautiful beaches. Not a single visitor, but I remember rule number one: you’re responsible for your house guests.”

Don’t listen to him. This is Asset Acquisition 101. You humanize yourself. You relate to your target. You speak their language.

“I’m your house guest,” he continued calmly, “the clock is ticking. They gave you the keys. Now do your duty, agent.”

“Shut up! Let me think,” she snapped, debating hastily if she should uncuff him and get him out of there.

“You wanna be the one who lost the CIA’s most wanted?” He goaded.

 Maybe this was a trick.

“They are here for me, but they want me alive. You, they’d kill. They’d kill you to get to me,” he matter-of-factly painted her a grim scenario, made more ominous by his deep gravelly voice.

Damn it! He’s got a point. Either way, we can’t stay here.

“So what’s it gonna be?” The steadiness in his voice betrayed no emotions.

As the violent pounding inched closer towards them, she was acutely aware that time was running out.

Shit! We gotta go.

She cut Joel loose, sneaked out the backdoor with him, and hauled ass out of there.

[tightjeansjavi]

[thegreenkid]

The Surgeon General needs to slap a label on this bitch! People are dying out here!!!!!😭😭😭

[ree-dee-art]

Goodnight Grogu, goodnight Din.

Goodnight Mandalorian.

Goodnight Razor Crest, goodnight macaroon.

Goodnight bantha, jumping over the moon.🌙

...

This drawing is a year old, but I've never shared it on tumblr. Please enjoy. 💖 Reblogs appreciated but do not repost. Thanks!

[sp00kycrumpet]

Paradise (8/10)

Pairing: Javi Gutierrez x f!reader

Rating: E

Tags: Javi is baby, fluff, holiday romance, Nick Cage is Nick Cage, reader is bilingual

Warnings: swearing

Summary: Working as Nicholas Cage's personal assistant was your favourite job; so when he asked you to accompany him to Mallorca for this birthday party he'd been invited to, you were more than happy to go. What you didn't anticipate was the host himself.

Will also be posted on my AO3

(Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three) (Part Four) (Part Five)

(Part Six) (Part Seven)

You were all taken to the hospital to be checked over, mainly superficial bruising and scrapes. The girls were dehydrated and Maria was a little worse for wear but everyone was given a pretty good bill of health. You finished redressing and stepped out of your room to go and meet Nick and his family at the police station to give your statement when you spotted Gabriela. You felt that cold jolt in your stomach as your mind replayed that kiss against your will. But as you tried to turn away, she spotted you and called your name, you braced yourself before turning and giving her a polite smile as she approached and asked how you were.

"I'm fine. Are you?? Where…. Where's Javi?" You looked over her, seeing barely a scratch on her as she watched you.

"Lucas shot him. Struck him in the shoulder but he will be fine. He's in surgery now getting the bullet removed." You let out a sigh of relief, smiling softly at her.

"Good. I was worried something worse had happened." Gabriela nodded in understanding, pausing before glancing towards the room Javi would be in.

"I'm sure he'd love to see you when he wakes up." You shook your head a little. You selfishly couldn't bring yourself to see him and pretend you were fine after seeing him and Gabriela. A confused frown worked over the other woman's face, she'd clearly expected you to be desperate to see Javi.

"I have to go and give my statement, sort out going home and whatever. The embassy sent a police escort. Tell him I said goodbye though and I hope he recovers quickly." You smiled, impressed by your own acting as you hugged Gabriela briefly. "Look after him. Javi is such a wonderful man." You added quietly before you pulled away and turned to follow your police escort out. It was just as intimidating being in the station giving your statement, you were worried they wouldn't believe a word you said. But, somehow, they did. They were aware of the shady businesses Lucas had been running and had already been building a case against Javi before learning he was just a prop being used to take the fall.

You were all checked into a hotel for a couple of nights before you could head home, just in case additional information was needed. You slept for most of it, allowing yourself to process everything. Part dealing with almost dying and part dealing with the whole Javi and Gabriela thing. You knew realistically you should just talk to Javi about it but you also didn't want to make things uncomfortable, especially since Nick seemed to still be looking forward to making the movie with Javi. The last few days of his stay at Javi's home had apparently been the spark of inspiration he needed. As it drew closer to going back to America, Nick approached you to go with him back to Javi's place to get your things that were still there. You were almost reluctant at first but you figured you could just go in quickly, pack your stuff then leave again. Avoiding everyone as much as possible. At first you declined but eventually gave in and agreed to go with Nick.

The compound was pretty quiet when you arrived, a few staff still here and there as well as security just in case. You greeted a few people you knew as you made your way to the room you'd been staying in. Nick promised to be quick as he left you at your room and headed to his. It felt weird being back, almost sad but you kept it to yourself since Nick had been so happy to be back. You knew he'd probably go and seek out Javi, you'd overheard him on the phone a few times over the past couple days. You paused in the room, your belongings exactly where you'd left everything. You took a moment before starting to pack your bag, making sure you had everything. As you pulled your dress from the closet, you felt a twist of sadness in your stomach. Javi's party had been such an amazing night, you'd loved every second of it. The way Javi had looked, the happy sparkle in his eyes when Nick had agreed to do a movie with him and the way he'd been so attentive to you. A sigh left you as you folded the dress carefully and placed it into your bag before fastening it. A knock on the door pulled you back to the present as you placed your bag on the bed.

"Come in, I'm almost done." You called out, expecting it to be Nick telling you he was done. You grabbed your backpack from the bottom of the closet, putting your book and laptop into it as you heard the door open behind you. You turned around and froze as you saw Javi standing there. He looked tired and his right arm was in a sling, but he had that same soft smile on his lips that he only seemed to have for you. Or at least you used to think that, maybe it was just a normal smile for him.

"Javi…" You breathed his name, cursing your heart for the way it leapt against your chest at the mere sight of him. "How are you?" He shrugged his free shoulder slightly, glancing at the sling before his gaze was back on you.

"Tired. Sleeping is not easy when I can only lay certain ways before the pain wakes me up again but, I am okay otherwise. How are you doing?" He stepped into the room properly, his eyes landing on your bag on the bed. "You're going home?" You fiddled with the strap of your backpack before nodding.

"Yeah…" You didn't know what to say really, your heart begged for you to go over there, tell him everything and just hold him close one last time but your brain was saying the opposite. Sadness flickered over his features as he stood there for a moment, glancing over at you. You avoided his eyes as you took a breath and moved to shove the last few things in your bag.

"I know what happened was scary and I never wanted you and Nick to be dragged into it all. I'm sorry." He said softly, his gaze never leaving you as you did a once over of the room to make sure you had everything.

"It wasn't your fault Javi. It was all Lucas and his bullshit, you really don't need to apologise." You grabbed your phone from the bedside table, finally looking up at him and found him still watching you.

"I am still very sorry for everything." He took a step closer and you instinctively stepped back, if he hugged you now, you knew you'd cry. He looked hurt, a small frown creasing his brow. "Are you afraid of me now?" You blinked and shook your head.

"Of course not Javi." He shifted his weight on his feet, pushing his free hand through his hair.

"Then did I do something? Something feels… off with you and I can't figure it out." He seemed nervous of your answer, and you weren't sure what to say. Do you just risk it all by outing your feelings for him before leaving? Or keep your heart closely guarded and tell a lie? You turned your phone over in your hands, needing something to fiddle with as you heard him say your name softly. You hated how hearing him say something as simple as your name still gave you butterflies in your stomach. You glanced up at him from under your lashes, those big puppy eyes breaking your resolve as you took a breath and moved to perch on the edge of the bed.

"I… uhm…" You frowned a little, fixing your gaze on your hands. "That day everything happened. When we left you to face Lucas, Gabriela told me to stay in the truck before quickly following you. When we drove away, I looked back. Hoping you were looking because you seemed to avoid me when you got out of the truck…" You paused, feeling Javi watching you. "And I saw you… and Gabriela…" You trailed off, hoping he wouldn't make you say it. The room fell silent for a moment, you almost regretted not just following Nick and risking being alone here.

"Oh." Was all he said at first, you frowned softly and felt a little irritated that's all he could say. You pushed yourself up, moving across the room to try and put some distance between you and him.

"Yeah but, y'know, it makes sense. You've known each other so long, she's gorgeous and lives here, she's always got your back and whatever." You shrugged a little, folding your arms over your middle as you looked out of the window. If he didn't realise how you felt about him now, then he never would have. You hadn't noticed him walking closer until you heard your name and realised he was standing behind you. You sucked in a breath, keeping your eyes glued to a gardener working outside.

"Please look at me." You closed your eyes for a second before slowly turning to face him as he said it again. The look on his face was unreadable as you finally looked up at him. "It's not what you're thinking." You scoffed a little, squeezing your arms under your hands.

"Oh? Because it looked pretty obvious to me, Javi." Javi shook his head, holding up his hand in a show of sincerity.

"It definitely isn't that. Yes she kissed me. But what you missed was me pulling away from her. We didn't speak about it until we were in the hospital because, well, our lives were on the line at that moment. But she got caught up in the moment, the fear of not knowing if Lucas would kill us and how she felt for me. But I do not feel like that for Gabriela. I swear to you." You watched Javi, staying quiet to encourage him to keep talking. "I admit at one time, many years ago, I had feelings for Gabriela. But the life I was trapped in, made it dangerous to even have friends. Never mind romantic relationships. So I got over it somehow and just appreciated having a friend. I came to only love her platonically. I swear." He placed his hand over his heart to show his sincerity. You suddenly felt a little embarrassed but given the situation and circumstances, surely Javi couldn't blame you for thinking he and Gabriela were romantically linked. Especially since nine times out of ten, it had been her interrupting your moments together.

"So why did you avoid me when you got out of the truck? You didn't say goodbye or anything." Javi laughed a little, rubbing his hand against his cheek.

"Because if I looked at you, I knew I'd want to get back in the truck and stay with you instead of facing Lucas. As I said back then, I needed to stand up to him once and for all. I wanted to speak to you properly afterwards but you'd already left when I woke up from surgery. Now I understand why. I knew it was because you had to go and give statements but if Gabriela could stay then they surely would have let you stay too. I was worried everything had changed your opinion of me so drastically." He watched you, like he was trying to read your reaction as he spoke. You realised you had been too hasty in your exit and should have just spoken to Javi. Been there when he woke up. A quiet settled over you both as you just watched each other, you could feel your heart racing in your chest as Javi moved to hold out his hand to you. You hesitated for a moment before reaching to slide your hand into his. He squeezed your hand as he stepped closer.

"I gave up on the idea of love and dating, knowing Lucas would ruin everything he could. Hell, you saw how he almost ruined my friendship with Nick from the second you two arrived. But when I saw you waiting on the dock that first day, it stirred something up inside of me. It took a couple of days before I could place what it was and I realised it was my heart wanting to reach out to yours. I constantly wanted to be around you, sometimes more than I wanted to be around Nick."

"Wow, that is serious." You teased, Javi finally smiling then laughing.

"Absolutely. I found myself seeking you out every night and just enjoying being in your presence. With or without Nick. I tried to resist at first… not wanting to put a target on your back since Lucas had left you alone at first. But it was useless to resist." His thumb gently traced the back of your hand, his eyes on yours as he spoke. "Then that night you fell asleep on me watching movies, my heart was racing so fast at you being so close to me and feeling so comfortable that you could sleep with your head on my shoulder. And I knew it was game over, my heart was yours." You couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of your lips as your eyes dropped to your joined hands. "I almost told you the night of my birthday when I walked you to this room but…" You chuckled a little.

"Gabriela interrupted." You finished for him, Javi nodding with a laugh.

"Unfortunately, yes. I don't want to speak ill of my oldest friend but I can't help but feel it was intentional. Because by the time we got back to the party, the guests she'd been talking about were already gone." He shook his head, you finally found the nerve to look at him properly. There was still a hint of exhaustion to his features, but there was more. A nervous shine to those dark eyes, the way his lips twitched slightly as his brain offered a million thoughts and half formed sentences.

"Javi." You started but found he interrupted you suddenly.

"Stay here with me?" His voice was quiet, insecure almost as he lifted your hand to nervously brush his lips over your knuckles; testing if he was pushing his luck or not. You blinked in surprise.Your brain immediately screamed yes as you watched him. "Just a little bit longer. Allow me to make it up to you how things went wrong so fast." You thought about it for a moment, knowing you probably should go home but you wanted to be here with Javi. Finally tell him properly how you feel about him and see where it would go.

"Okay." You agreed and the grin that broke out over Javi's face made your stomach twist happily. "I'll need to speak to Nick first though."

[thegreenkid]

Ahhh I love this story. It’s so sweet and wholesome and you write Javi beautifully. He is baby. I wanted to leave a comment on every chapter but I couldn’t stop reading 😅 this is so fun I can’t wait to read the next chapter! (But no pressure tho take your time 😆)

[i-love-movies]

video footage HBO | editing i-love movies | song Jessica Mazin

Did something new this weekend. I always like dipping my toes in creative processes and tried everything from VFX and make-up artist workshops, to glass fusing, photography, airbrush, painting, drawing, GIF making, you name it. Something I didn’t try until this weekend is video editing. Today I’d like to share my very first attempt at it. There’s still a lot of stuff I’ll need to learn but I hope you enjoy my first creation.

Unfortunately I had to scale down the quality of the video to be able to post it here on tumblr.

The song version used in the video can be found here.

[thegreenkid]

Love this! So beautifully done!

[ooops-i-arted]

From A Certain Child's Point of View: The Jedi Chapter 3: The Remembrance

They walk a long, long, long time.  He wishes they could go back to the ship.  The sky is foggy and an ugly greenish color.  The trees have no pretty leaves and are ugly too.  Even the grey-brown ground is ugly.  This is a bad, ugly place.  How can Dad want to leave him here?  He tries to be extra good.  He doesn’t complain when the bag swings around as Dad ducks under a tree and he doesn’t grab Dad’s leg with his claws, either.

Read on AO3

[thegreenkid]

OMG!! This is it everybody!! This is the fic I’ve been screaming to you about for ages!! I LOVE THIS SERIES SO MUCH!!!!😭😭😭 Just Grogu and his dad going in adventures!💕💕💕

[thewaythisis]

[thegreenkid]

Oooh he’s talking to his agent. A new project maybe??👀

[i-love-movies]

@miss-mandalorian This one is for you. Pedro’s SNL characters as South Park versions.

South Park! Pedro Masterlist

[zaryashame]

the last of us ep3 spoilers

...

i've seen a lot of people talking about how this episode was so sad & how they couldn't stop crying, etc.

but the overwhelming feeling i had throughout watching bill & frank's story was gratitude.

it was so remarkably lucky that frank survived long enough to stumble into one of bill's traps.

out of the millions of people on earth, they had the honor of meeting and falling in love.

it was lucky that they were able to work out relationship problems and remain a strong couple.

it was a miracle that bill wasn't shot and killed by raiders, leaving frank by himself.

it's statistically improbable that the two of them would somehow live to old age together!

but they did!

somehow!

the whole episode, i was waiting for the other shoe to drop. for one of the men to be murdered, to die tragically with sad music and a lingering shot on the gore. but that... didn't happen?

these characters were created with deep respect and empathy. their pain was never exploited for a watching audience.

so many people in real life wanted a life like this, but never got the chance! very few have had the privilege of truly falling in love and spending their life with someone.

and so many young queer people have grown up without ever knowing that this kind of life is possible for us!

whether or not the writers intended to, they wrote one of the most heartfelt tributes to a grieving queer community i have ever seen.

it's easy to get lost in the long, long history of suffering and pain. so, i feel incredibly blessed for getting to see a lifetime of two people's radiating joy and love, fictional or not!

[thesweetestdecline]

Uploaded full interview here on instagram

[a7estrellas]

PEDRO PASCAL singing La Bamba during IGN Fanfest Livestream 2023 

[nicolethered]

I love the idea that they had these deep, meaningful conversations on horseback

[pedropascal24-7]

[jake-g-lockley]

His RBF is everything to me

[thegreenkid]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRGsBxMC/

Not SkyTV making Pedro edits on TikTok too🤣🤣🤣

[pedrorascal]

Fancam Assembly - SNL