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second-axis-point · 1 year

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MY GOD OLEASE WRITE MORE BLUSHY JOEL!! I DONT CARE HOW BUT PLEASE WRITE MORE🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

Pairing: Joel Miller x Male!Reader

Warnings: None!

Content: Flustered Blushy Joel, Kisses, Praise

I just saw that post from ihugpedro. Kissing Joel's back. I’m having thoughts. The gears are turning gentlemen. Thanks for the request! 🧡

Scars and All

Your favourite body part of Joel’s, beside the obvious, was his back. You rarely had the pleasure of seeing him shirtless due to the fact that he was so self conscious about his body. You never pushed him about it not wanting him to be uncomfortable around you. But when he did allow you to see, you were all over him. You always did your very best to show him how handsome he was. Today was one of those days.

It was an insanely hot day in the QZ and of course, your shared apartment’s air conditioning had stopped working the day before. You had ditched your usual outfit of flannel and jeans in favour of just a pair of basketball shorts but Joel had held out. He just rolled up his sleeves and laid out on the couch. He was tense and touchy. You asked if he was hot and even offered him a short sleeve shirt but he declined. Simply stating that he’ll power through it. You sigh but relent, walking by him to grab the book you were reading and plopping down in the broken recliner next to him.

You read a few pages but looked up when you heard shuffling from the couch beside you. Joel had sat up and was peeling off the sweaty flannel that he had been adorning since that morning. You averted your eyes so as to not embarrass him but he didn't seem to notice, only tossing the shirt onto the coffee table and flopping back down. He was facing the back of the couch and away from you. You could see the curve of his spine. The definition of his shoulder blades. The slight softness near his hips. The freckles that decorated his skin. The small scars that cover him.

It made your breath hitch and your face heat up. You clear your throat and go back to your book, only pretending to read. You look up every once in a while. You kept up your charade until Joel’s voice cut through the silence.

“I can feel you gawking at me darlin’”

You furrow your brow.

“I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about Miller.”

You close your book and toss it onto the table.

“Mmhm. Whatever you say.”

You get up and sit on the edge of the couch, a hand on his hip. He sits up once again, facing away from you. You scoot up behind him and put a leg on each side. You press a kiss to his neck while you wrap your arms around him.

“It’s way too hot for you to be wrapped around me like this.”

He pokes fun at you. You apologise and start to shuffle back away but you get stopped by Joel grabbing your knee. It was his turn to apologise, telling you that you could get up if you wanted to. You just smile and take your place behind him. You left some space between you so he could back away if he needed to.

You kiss the base of his neck, watching his reaction. You could see the pink rising to his ears. You continue down his spine until you reach his shoulder blades. You rub your fingertips along the line of a particularly deep scar. You then put a hand on his jaw, turning his head towards you so you could kiss the scar on his temple. This made his eyes water a bit but he only leans further into your touch. You kiss every scar you could reach without bending yourself in half. You admire the freckles that spreckle across his back.

“God, you're so pretty.”

You could physically feel the fire light in his veins. Joel’s face flushed and you could feel him practically go limp in your grasp. Your smile brightened.

“You shouldn’t hide underneath all of those layers all the time.”

No response.

“Though I do feel honoured to be the only one you trust with this.”

You say in between kisses.

“Shut up.”

He mumbles into his chest.

“What? I’m being honest.”

He leans back, forcing you down so that you were both laying on your backs with him on top of you.

“You are the most beautiful and charming man I've ever met in my life.”

You felt him heat up further. You were sort of afraid that you would give Joel heatstroke if you kept on. But he flipped over so he had his head, and a hand, on your chest. You ran a hand through his slightly sweaty hair, pulling strands from his forehead, and a hand down the line of his spine. You traced constellations with the freckles on his back and shoulders. Random patterns and games of connect the dot. You felt Joel relax under you.

“Y’know I love when you let me see you.”

He makes a noncommittal noise.

“I love you Joel Miller.”

That made him lift his head up. He met your eyes and gave you a soft smile. A smile that could melt the sun. A smile that could lift your spirits on the very worst of days. His smile.

“I love you too.”

Your lips meet and break apart all too quickly. His head drops to your chest and a sigh escapes him. Joel slept with his shirt off after that day. He was finally comfortable enough to let himself be open around you.

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secondaxispoint · 1 year

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could you write a joel x reader where the reader sees a bunch of scars all over joel and makes him feel better about them? love your writing x

Pairing: Joel Miller x Male!Reader

Warnings: Scars, past violence

Content: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, little bit of angst

I love vulnerable Joel with all my heart. Thank you for the request!!

Scars and Stories

You were woken by warm beams of golden rays shining in from the window. You squint your eyes and grumble. You had forgotten to close the shades last night, instead leaving them half open. As you throw an arm over your eyes, you feel Joel shift next to you. He too was complaining about the bright sun in his eyes.

The both of you were going to stay in for the day. You turned away from the window and curled around his back. He mumbled something incoherently and shuffled further into your embrace. Just as you were about to drift off, there was a sharp knock on the door. You get up to answer it, your back protesting the sudden movements.

You shuffle to the front of the house and open the door. You see Tommy standing outside. He looks at you surprised and rambles on about something. You can’t quite catch what he's saying as you still have a lethargic fog clouding your mind. You nod along anyway and try to pay attention.

“And you should probably put on a shirt too.”

He finishes his spiel and grins at you as he starts to walk away. You look down and realise that you indeed had no shirt on. You flip him the bird and close the door. You amble back to the bedroom. When you enter the bedroom, you see Joel still in bed. His hair was shaggy and dishevelled. He had an arm wrapped around a pillow while half his torso was showing.

He was almost glowing and you could see the scars that littered his body clearly in the morning sunlight. Seeing them always made you feel a bit sad. You knew how much Joel hated them. He always tried hiding them from you, ashamed of his past mistakes that had etched themselves into his skin. Constant reminders of his failures on him at all times. You had slowly been getting Joel to open up but you never pressured him about his discomfort about them. You too had your own scars. Ones that reminded you of your past as well.

You allowed yourself to crawl back into bed with Joel, staying above the covers. You laid on your back and stared up at the ceiling. You stayed silent, not wanting to disturb the silence. Joel had rolled back over and threw half of himself on top of you. His arm rested on your chest, giving you a clear view of a large scarred over gouge on his forearm. You looped your arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer.

Your eyes followed another scar by his tricep. A healed gunshot wound in his shoulder. A pinkened stab mark on his side. The further you got down his body, the more scars you counted. Joel had started waking up without you realising. He looked up to see you staring at him. He squirmed under your seemingly judgemental gaze. You noticed that he looked uncomfortable so you stretched to pull the sheet up to his chin and pressed a gentle kiss to his brow. You felt the tension in his shoulders start to lessen.

“Why do you look at them like that?”

Joel asked you, weariness clear in his voice.

“What do you mean?”

You reply back. He looks away then puts his head back down on your chest.

“The scars. Why do you look at them like there is something to be appreciated.”

You shove your head back into the pillow behind your head and pause.

“Because they're a part of you.”

Joel doesn't move.

“They're a part of you and, like it or not, you are most definitely something to be appreciated.”

He stays silent and still. It takes him a moment but he finally finds his voice.

“They are a reminder.”

He sounds dejected.

“My mom used to say that ‘each scar had a story, and each story leaves a scar’. I always liked that.”

You keep your voice quiet, not wanting to startle the man laying across your chest.

“They aren't stories. They’re failures. I got each one of these because I screwed up in some way or another.”

Joel’s grip on you tightened.

“Positive or negative, your past is your past. You don’t have to say a word, but if you want to talk or get something off your chest, I'm here. I’ll always be here for you.”

You run your hand up and down his bare back, easing the tension in his muscles. He melted into you. Joel slowly pulled the sheets down, exposing his figure. He shifted and laid himself directly on top of you, his head now on your stomach. He studied your frame, his eyes skimming along your skin.

He pointed to an almost completely faded, tree root looking scar that splayed across your pec. Your expression saddened. You hesitantly told him how you got it. He leaned up and pressed a soft kiss over top of it. He moved on to another, a thin scratch just to the right of your belly button. You again told him the story behind it, and he once again pressed a kiss to it.

He did this for almost every visible scar he could find. You flipped him over and did the same to him. Only you didn’t wait for him to tell how he got it. He just watched as you covered his torso in affection. He reached for your face, pulling you in. He placed a delicate kiss on your lips. You laid your head down on his chest, and traced one of the scars on his bicep.

After a few moments, he told you how he had gotten it. His voice was faint and low, just barely loud enough for you to hear but you listened close. He had gotten it on the day of the outbreak. The day he lost his daughter.

"Thank you darlin"

You soothed him softly after a tear fell from his eye. You allowed yourselves a day off. The two of you deserve it.

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hopefulwastelanddefendor · 9 months

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Credit: 2017 Mr Porter Magazine

This is so sad, but shows he is probably an awesome boyfriend and so sweet and caring.

#pedro pascal #beldro ramscal #hbo the last of us #i love pedro pascal #joel miller #pedrohub #the last of us hbo #tlou series #bella ramsey #daddy pascal

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purplerain04 · 2 months

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Perseverance personified. So happy this lovely gentleman is finally reaping awards for his limitless talent.

#pedro pascal #i love pedro pascal #sag awards #Instagram

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pedros-admirer · 11 months

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More Pic’s of Pedro at Lux’s Grad!!! 🪽🤍

#jose pedro balmaceda pascal #pedro pascal #pedro pascal edit #pedrohub #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal instagram #pedro pascal photoshoot #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal photos #pedro pascal x reader #i love pedro pascal #pedrito #pedro pascal fandom

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curlytheintrovert · 1 year

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In honor of Mando Eve I’m gonna go ahead and regurgitate my fave ooey gooey Dadalorian moments:

My Favorite SoftDad Din Moments

Sticks out his finger to Grogu within 2.5 seconds of meeting him.

Kicks Grogu’s pod away when he’s in danger, very shortly after knowing eachother.

Trying to be subtle, and totally failing, when he asks both the Client and Karga what they’re gonna do with Grogu.

Stormtrooper roughly grabs Grogu’s pod: “Easy with that.”

“No. I don’t want that thing anywhere near him.”

Drops silver ball into Grogu’s hand after previously telling him it wasn’t a toy.

“If you put one mark on him there’s no place you will be able to hide from me.”

Din frantically reaching out for Grogu as he runs to him on Tatooine.

Bends down on his knee to get on Grogu’s level.

The desperate “No!” when Grogu is yeeted into the mamacore’s mouth.

Worriedly fusses with Grogu’s tunic after he’s ripped out his pod after being rescued.

The pure, gentle way he says Grogu’s name when he finally hears it from Ahsoka, like it’s the most precious name he’s ever spoken.

Holds Grogu close, strokes his hand and stares at him like he’s the only thing in the universe.

“Okay I’m gonna protect you. Just stay there, I’ll be back soon.”

Sadly grabs Grogu’s silver ball out of the ashes of the Razor Crest.

“He is my only priority.”

“He means more to me than you will ever know.”

Uses his entire body to shield Grogu when Gideon attempts to shoot him.

Closes eyes in softboi as Grogu gently caresses his face.

“Don’t be afraid.”

The tear in his eyes as he watches his son get carried away in Luke’s arms.

The affectionate back pats when Grogu jumps into his arms in BOBF.

The softest, nearly inaudible chuckle when Grogu coos and strokes his helmet.

How damn quickly protective dad mode is switched on as he activates his jet pack and rescues Grogu.

Sleepily lets Grogu snuggle into his arms on the N-1.

Gently teaching Grogu to be a Mandalorian, which makes him speak more than ever before.

Taking Grogu with him in the N-1 through the air battle with the pirates cause they’re that attached to each other.

And the GOAT: “Wherever I go, he goes.” ❤️

I need help…this stuff takes up more space in my sappy brain than most romances! And it 100% explains why we all love this space cowboy dad the way we do. Din is kinda perfect.

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papitopascal · 2 months

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To be honest outside of the Pedro bubble it has been a bit stressful and I’ve been feeling a bit down. I’m thankful for the friends Ive made. I’m thankful that this big goofy guy chooses to go out and be himself and make us all smile. We have been given a ton of great content this past week and i for one am thankful for it!

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sarah-justsmiile · 9 months

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The left picture is one of my absolute favourites. I just love that picture❤️‍🔥

#pedro is daddy #pedro pascal #daddy is a state of mind #in love #papi chulo #pedrito #i love pedro pascal #pedrohub #pedroispunk #zaddy pedro #so cute #let’s put a pin in that

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harmonity-vibes · 7 months

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Imagine

This is how Javier makes love to you.

A/n : 🥵🥵

#javier peña #narcos #pedro pascal character #pedro pascal smut #pedro pascal x reader #fictional characters #imagines #fictional boyfriend #pedro pascal #pedro is daddy #pedro boys #pedroispunk #i love pedro pascal #pedrito

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second-axis-point · 11 months

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Dom!Oberyn slowly breaking down dom reader who is actually a switch but didn’t know it and didn’t know he had that side to him. Thanks

Pairing: Oberyn Martell x Male!Reader

Content: Smut, Riding, Dom!Oberyn, Switch!Reader

Warnings: None!

This is my first time writing for Oberyn so please be patient with me. I hit a bit of a writer's block, that's why these are taking so long. Anyway, thanks for the request! 💛

Down Boy

You had been walking around the courtyard, finding it was the best way to calm your mind and pass the time. Being the lover of a Prince had it’s ups and downs. One of the less appealing attributes was all the time he was away from you. You had nights together but even that wasn’t a guarantee. Although it was bothersome, you never complained. You understood the reasonings to why he was always away.

You kept yourself busy as you walked the gardens. The servants would visit you often, making sure you were alright. You usually sent them off to do whatever they had been doing before, not needing to disturb the staff. You sat at a bench in the garden, simply taking in the sight of the beautiful fauna around you. After a moment, you heard footsteps behind you. Assuming it was another servant coming around to check in with you, you waved your hand without turning your head.

“As I said before, I am alright. I do not need anything from you.”

You said. You felt a warm hand on your shoulder and the familiar flash of yellow robes in the corner of your eye.

“So, would you like me to leave?”

Oberyn said with an audible grin. You stood and turned around to face him.

“Obviously not.”

The two of you made your way back into the castle and to his quarters, needing release. Neither of you had touched the other in almost a week and it was starting to irritate the both of you. Once the door to his chambers were closed, his lips were against yours. His hands were running along your sides as the two of you kissed fervently. You could feel Oberyn grinding his aching cock against your thigh through his robes. You walked back towards the bed. You were going to pin him to the bed and fuck him till he couldn’t form proper sentences, but Oberyn had other ideas. He instead pinned your hands above your head, pushing you back onto the bed. His lips moved down to your neck, leaving bites and sucking bruises across your skin. You struggled to attempt to pull your hands from his grasp but to no avail.

“Sit still or I won’t give you what you want.”

Oberyn whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You enjoyed the power struggle but refused to let him win. You finally pulled a hand free and wrapped it against Oberyn’s neck, adding the smallest amount of pressure. He pulled your hand away and pinned it back above your head. Oberyn usually let you do what you wanted, too tired or desperate to fight. But he was a dominant man and he was going to show you that tonight.

“Be good for me and you’ll be rewarded. Keep your hands above your head.”

Oberyn demanded as he slowly let go of his grip on your hands. You were going to grab him and flip your positions but something in you didn’t want to. A part of you wanted to see where this went so you kept your hands above your head. Oberyn pulled his robes off before assisting you with yours. The two of you were now completely naked. You were still laid up on the bed with your hands above your head. Oberyn grabbed a rope that was sitting on the table beside the bed. He straddled your hips, brushing his cock against yours and sending a burst of arousal up your spine. He leaned and tied your hands together before tying them to the bedpost.

Oberyn kissed you again, only this time, you couldn’t touch him. He kissed and licked along your neck, moving extremely slowly as to tease you as much as possible. Looked back up to you when he finally made it down to your aching cock. You nodded quickly, wanting his mouth on your again. Oberyn smirked and went back to moving his lips along your body. He skipped your neglected dick and continued down to suck and bite at your thighs. You started to whine at and moan, squirming and pulling against the rope around your wrists. Oberyn ignored your pleas and started moving back up your body, back up your chest and to your lips once again.

“My Prince. Please. Touch me. Do anything!”

You begged, not used to those words leaving your mouth. You’ve never begged for anything. Oberyn smiled widely, running his hands along your thighs and purposefully avoiding your cock. You were achingly hard and leaking precum onto your stomach. As Oberyn moved further down, he finally touched you. He took your dick into his hand and stroked languidly. He kept his movements slow so he wouldn’t bring you to the edge too quickly. He moaned long and low in your throat when you felt his warm hand around you. You had to physically stop yourself from bucking into his hand, knowing that he wouldn’t allow it. He continued to switch between nipping and licking along your thighs and chest and slowly stroking you. You had been broken down to whimpers, moans, and begging. Your breathing was quick and shallow, almost panting like a dog. He was barely touching you and this is what you were acting like? You’d almost be embarrassed if your mind wasn’t clouded by lust and desire.

Your vision whited out when eventually he wrapped his lips around the head of your cock, sucking lightly and swirling his tongue around the slit. You let out a loud moan and bucked up into his mouth. Oberyn held your hips down and he took you slowly, inch by inch, down his throat. His nose finally nestled against the hair that sat below your naval. You couldn’t think straight anymore. You had been reduced to incoherent begging and long strings of moaning and swearing. Oberyn pulled off and took a breath before doing it again. He slowly took you all the way into his mouth until you bottomed out. You could cum from just this alone but Oberyn quickly pulled off once again before going back to kissing and nipping along your collarbone and neck. He started to frot his own leaking cock against yours but never added enough friction. You moaned again.

“Oberyn please. I can’t handle any more.”

You finally were able to stutter out that single sentence. Your wrists were rubbed raw from the way you had been pulling at them.

“Will you be a good boy for me?”

Oberyn asked, knowing your answer already,

“Yes. Yes. I’ll be good. I promise. No more teasing, please.”

You begged again, hoping that he would either suck you off or just fuck you until you couldn’t stand. You had never bottomed for Oberyn before but you would in a second if he asked.

“Then you can wait.”

Oberyn said before straddling your hips, making sure to avoid brushing against your dick. He took himself in his hand and slowly started stroking himself, forcing you to watch him get off. You were squirming under him and begging him to let you touch him. He was putting on a show for you, moaning and quickening his pace. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back as he continued. After a moment, he grabbed the base of your cock and stroked upward. He then shuffled back down and looked at you.

“If I ride you, will you be good and wait for me to cum first?”

Oberyn said as he started to lick up your cock. You nodded hastily, bucking your hips up against him. He smiled before taking you into his mouth again, bobbing his head. You felt your cock hit the back of his throat. The man had a nonexistent gag reflex. You felt your muscles start to tense and your arms started to tremble. Oberyn noticed as well and pulled off of you with an obscene pop. He adjusted the ropes so that they wouldn’t tug at you but didn’t free your hands. He pushed two fingers into your mouth, muffling your moans as you sucked at them. After a moment, he pulled his fingers out of your mouth and slowly pushed them into himself, stretching himself out for you. You had to watch with half-lidded eyes and a desire clouded mind as he added another finger. Once Oberyn was satisfied, he positioned himself above your leaking and pulsing cock. He slowly lowered himself, taking you inch by inch until he was fully seated in your lap. He rolled his hips a few times, making your mewl.

After what felt like an eternity, Oberyn started to raise himself up almost all the way off your cock and pushed back down. It was an agonisingly slow show of just how much control Oberyn had over you. He eventually started bouncing at a quicker pace. A sheen could be seen forming over his chest as he continued. You could barely see straight as he rid you. Oberyn’s cock was bouncing along with him, slapping his stomach as he moved. You wanted nothing more than to touch him but your hands were still bound above your head. Oberyn grabbed his own neglected cock and stroked in time with his bounces. It wasn’t long before both of your were at the edge. You were trying desperately to hold back your own climax but the sight of Oberyn riding you and stroking himself was too good. Oberyn started picking up the pace again, his moans got louder. He finally clenched around you and came hard. Spilling into his hand and onto your chest and stomach. You barely noticed, too busy focusing your breaths and attention on not cumming inside him.

“Be a good boy and cum for me.”

Oberyn growled into your ear, silencing your cry with a harsh kiss. You came deep inside the Prince, feeling him clench around you. Your muscles tensed and you bucked up into him, feeling your warm cum fill the prince. He allowed you to ride out your high, kissing and nipping along your chest. When you came down, he pulled off of you and untied your hands. You immediately put them on Oberyn’s hips and pulled him close to you. Looking down, you saw your cum dripping from his hole. Content and slightly turned on again, you laid back against the pillows with Oberyn next to you. You had no idea that you had a more submissive side to you. You actually kind of liked it.

“Did you enjoy yourself?”

Oberyn asked after a moment of peaceful quiet. You looked over to him and nodded with a smile.

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secondaxispoint · 1 year

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heyyyy I'm absolutely crazy over din djarin rn and I was requesting if you could write a fic where you've already been together for a year, so for your anniversary he decides to reveal his face to you?

Pairing: Din Djarin x Male!Reader

Warnings: None!

Content: Fluff!

I am also going crazy over Din so this was a treat. 😌 Thanks for the request!!

Your New Favourite Colour

Tomorrow. Tomorrow was the day that Din had asked you to be his boyfriend. Just thinking back on that memory warmed you to your very core. You doubted that he even remembered but you didn’t mind. He had a lot on his plate and you knew that he loved you regardless of celebrations or anniversaries. You had gone out the last time you were on-planet to get a small gift for him.

You arrived back to the Crest with a new cleaning cloth and a pulse rifle for Din and a jar of the little blue cookies for the kid. It was easier to hide the weapon from the Mandalorian than it was to hide the cookies from Grogu. He was grabbing at your trousers and babbling every time he saw you. Din gave you a confused tilt of his head when you grabbed him and hustled into the corridor.

“You can get your present tomorrow but you have to keep it a secret.”

Grogu rambled, saying nothing but obviously requesting the cookies now that he knew they were on board.

“I know, I know. I have a gift for both you and your dad but you can’t have it until tomorrow. I know you can do it Grogu, it’s just one night.”

He frowned but seemed to understand. You patted his head and thanked him quietly. He giggled and made grabby hands at your face. You walked back into the cockpit and sat down with Grogu in your lap. When Din looked over, you flashed him a lazy smile and Grogu cooed. He turned back and prepared for takeoff.

After you were a comfortable distance from any danger, the both of you prepared for the night. Once Grogu was comfortable and asleep in his little hammock, you stripped yourself of your outerwear. You watched as Din did the same. He took off most of his armour, leaving the helmet on as always. He settled into the small sleeping area and nestled into the corner, leaving room for you.

You burrowed in next to him, his helmet buried into your chest. You longed to see the man under the armour. You had loved him for over a year and hadn’t seen his face. You wished to kiss him and run your hands through his hair. Anything. But you respected his creed and kept your thoughts to yourself. But you did let yourself wonder what he looked like. He probably had short hair. Or at least short enough to tuck under his helmet. You tried to think of other features but just couldn’t. You slowly fell asleep in a quiet, peaceful atmosphere of the Razor Crest.

Din woke up and slipped out of your grasp, trying his very best not to wake you. He needed to grab the present he got for you. He got a warm toned bandana, after you had lost yours in the dunes of Tatooine, and a new holster for your blaster since your current one was a bit torn up. He also had other plans that he was extremely nervous about. He wanted to show you his face. He had already broken his creed for Grogu so why not for you too.

So he dressed back in his armour and made food. It was an easy breakfast that you would hopefully enjoy before figuring out whatever plans you had for the day. He set the plates out on the small table and walked back to find you changing by the sleeping area. His mouth went dry as he saw you tug off the shirt you wore to bed and toss it onto the bed. No matter how many times he saw you topless, he would never not be flustered by you. You dug through your drawer and grabbed a spare change of blacks to wear under your armour.

You turned to see the Mandalorian standing motionless in the corridor. You gave him a reserved smile and walked up to him. You bumped your forehead against his and offered him a quiet ‘good morning’. He nodded his head and motioned towards the cramped kitchen. You noticed the meal he made and grabbed his arm, tugging him to the table. You took big bites and finished quickly, allowing Din the privacy to eat without being worried about hiding his face or lifting his helmet.

Din finished his breakfast just as quick and disposed of his dishes. He found you sitting with Grogu on the floor. He was playing with his ball and squealing. You watched him fondly and gave Din the same look when he sat down across from you.

“Any ideas for today?’

He asked you quietly. Grogu proudly presented his toy to his dad.

“Nothing set in stone.”

He tilted his head up and you watched the interaction between Din and the kid.

“I think just spending the day with you is good enough for me.”

You grinned at him. You both got to your feet to grab the presents you had gotten for each other. You met back where Grogu was continuing to play and sat back on the floor. He tossed the ball back on the floor and waddled towards you, apparently sensing the cookies hidden behind your back. You heard Din laugh through the modulator when you put the jar down in front of you. Grogu sat himself in your lap and you sat Din’s gifts by your legs. You heard him gasp when the rifle came into view. The two of you exchange presents and thanks. You scoot to sit next to him and watch as he admires the new rifle you got him.

You, Din, and Grogu spent the day together. It was peaceful but you sensed that there was something bothering your partner. You wanted to bring it up but every time you tried, he brushed it off and said it was nothing. It wasn’t till the sun started to set and the kid was already in bed that he addressed it.

“You know about the time I showed my face?”

You looked at him but said nothing.

“I broke the creed for Grogu when I thought I’d never see him again. After that I was no longer considered a real Mandalorian. I always thought that their way was the way. But I’m making my own way now, and I want you to be a part of it.”

You turned to him fully, realising what he was about to do. He slowly reached up to the bottom of his helmet. Your eyes followed him as he pulled the beskar off his head and set it down next to him. You looked up to see the most beautiful man you’ve ever laid eyes upon. He had shaggy, dark brown hair. He had stubble and deep chocolate eyes. You decided that you had a new favourite colour. You brought a hand up to his face and placed it gently on his cheek. He closed his eyes and leaned into your touch.

“Din.”

He opened his eyes and looked into yours.

“It’s nice to finally put a face to a name.”

You smiled and pulled him forward to kiss his forehead. He looked incredibly relieved and basically melted into you.

“Happy anniversary Din.”

“Happy anniversary cyar’ika”

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hopefulwastelanddefendor · 1 year

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I think the Pedro fans participation in the hate campaign against his stylist (pic inserted) are fucking cruel, obnoxiou and down right offensive and totally against Pedro's behaviour and personality.

You can literally f*ck off.

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b33srcoolff · 1 year

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Pedro pascal x reader| based off this tt bc it made me sad

Day off

Summary: you saw a clip on an interview of Pedro talking abt his body and decided to spoil him bc why not.

It was late at night, you couldn't sleep, you were too busy scrolling through tiktok and all the wonderful pedro pascal edits. That was until you came across one edit it was his Vanity Fair lie detector test, as soon as you heard him say that he wasn't fit anymore your heart sank. You saw him as nothing but beautiful, he was your whole world and it hurt to see him talk about himself like that, you looked over at your boyfriend who was peacefully sleeping, he looked so beautiful like this and you wanted him to know it. You looked over at the clock 7:28 am the only store that would be open is walmart. You slowly climbed out of bed and checked his schedule. He had the day off. You fixed yourself up so you didn't look horrible but you didn't do your hair or make up just because it was 7 am and you were only going to walmart. You started up your car and drove to walmart while listing some lana del rey, you grabbed a cart then went to the food isle you grabbed every single type of berry that was there , powdered sugar, waffle mix, whipped cream, ice cream, and captain crunch, then to the candy isle you grabbed his favorite chocolate and candy then you got a little mandalorian plush for u and little grogu for him. You got him just a blank white card because you thought all the other ones were too cheesy. You checked out and drove home, you started to wash the berries and then you made the waffle mix. After making the waffles you set the table and after digging through your closet you found some white candles, you have no clue how pedro hasn't woken up yet. You served the waffles om a plate sprinkled some powder sugar, and swirl of whipped cream with a strawberry, black berry and two blueberrys(FUCK RASBERRYS ALL MY HOMIES HATE RASBERRYS) you grabbed the card and wrote ‘i feel i dont tell you this enough but i love you, i think your perfect in every way and you make life worth living, Jose Pedro balmecda Pascal i love you’. Went to your room to wake him up “ baby wake up i gotta surprise for you” you lightly shook him he opened his eyes ``huh, oh ok” you grabbed his hand and led him the the kitchen a smile rose on his face you sat him and told him to wait there you grabbed the candy, chocolates and the card. You handed him the card and as he started to read it you could've sworn you saw a tear but he denied it quickly. He closed the note and said “thank you baby i love you so much” and immediately started to eat, after you finished eating you guys decided to move to the couch and watch his favorite movies. You didn't know how you got so lucky but you did and you wanted to to be yours forever

#pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x y/n #i love pedro pascal

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