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mybworlds · 2 months
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CHAPTER 1
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Pairing: Tim Rockford x F!Reader (no use of Y/N)
Summary: Tim Rockford usually works alone and has a bad temper, one day after another woman was found dead he started to believe there's a serial killer around, maybe a useful help will come from an aspiring mystery writer.
Series warnings: use of you, violence graphic, slow burn, angst, fluff, mutual pining, eventual smut (18+ MDNI).
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Summer, Austin, TX
That day it was hot as hell, Tim Rockford looked towards the bridge and then he observed the trees surrounding it, he stuck a cigarette between his lips without lighting it. The ground at that point was damn dry, it would have been difficult to spot any footprints. He approached the victim again, her gaze, those wide eyes caused him an unknown shiver that reverberated down his spine. She was not his first case, she was not the first victim, but somehow he felt like a fucking newbie.
"Hey boss," the young recruit who had been called to join him a few months before greeted him.
"'morning," he returned the greeting.
"That's awful, whatcha think?" he asked observing his boss.
"Dunno yet." he replied scratching his chin and taking the cigarette from his lips and putting it back in the pack "Found anythin' 'bout her?" he asked kneeling next to the victim.
"Her name was Alicia McNail, 23. She lived in Austin since a couple of months, she moved from Nevada to study architecture," he started to share informations about her, but Tim wasn't listening anymore. He observed her fingernails and he noticed mug on victim's chaps.
"What d' ya see?" Tim asked to the young boy who was holding his little notebook in his hands.
"Uhm, maybe--" he looked at the young man next to him, he shook his head noticing that the boy didn't even know where to look.
"You're as useful as intelligent!" he blurted out impatiently.
"Sorry, boss, but don't know where--" he started shaking his hands.
"'S there somethin' that should not be here?" he asked directing the recruit's attention.
"Yeah, well-- she's half naked,” Tim nodded "her hair is a mess and full of mud,"
"Bingo!" Rockford exclaimed "Which means?" he asked again.
"She was killed somewhere else." the boy replied.
"Right!" Rockford exclaimed again, pointing a finger at the young man. “And, what else?”
"Drag marks are missing."
"Yeah, bu' she may've been dumped here." Rockford suggested.
"Correct, but there's no tire marks or signs that someone left her here." the other replied.
"So, what d' ya hypothesize?" Tim asked again.
"Dunno, boss. It looks like she was dumped here from-- uhm a ghost. It scares me to death." the young man added with a sigh and a contrite expression.
Tim looked at the young man who really had a scared expression, he decided not to say anything else "Have the forensics take photos, tell 'em I want photos of the ground, of the place, anything. Any detail, even the most insignificant one. If necessary also photos of the river water!" he ordered, turning his back on the victim and approaching his car, he opened the door and entered.
Then he left the crime scene, he had to drink. He concentrated more when he indulged in a few glasses of scotch or whiskey.
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The ice cubes touched the officer's teeth, and that's when Tim remembered another detail: the victim's broken teeth. Her body was covered in mud, there were even traces in her hair, her nails and teeth were broken, but there was something that clashed with the violent image that Tim had before his eyes.
What was that?
He walked back and forth in front of the evidence board, what was he missing?
The photos of all the previous victims were there, their glassy eyes seemed to stare at him, there were unfortunately so many things in common between them: age, sex, the mug in their hair, all of them had been found half-naked, there were no footprints on their bodies, no footprints around their bodies. The ground then in those days was particularly dry, which did not help the investigation.
"Fuck!" he blurted out.
Someone knocked on the door, "YES?!" almost screamed Rockford turning suddenly toward the door that opened a few seconds later. It was that pain in the ass from the morning again "Boss," he said as he walked in, "there's a phone call for you, apparently there's a person who will be assist you for the next few days." he informed him in a trembling voice.
Tim rolled his eyes and huffed "Who the fuck is he?" he asked unceremoniously.
"Dunno, apparently she's a young journalist or something who…"
Tim dismissed him by moving a hand as if to tell him to leave him alone and the young man obeyed, when Rockford did that it was better to leave him alone. The Detective didn't give a damn who would come, even the Pope could have come at that moment he wouldn't have cared. He had this bloody horrible case on his hands and he couldn't get his head around it, it was driving him crazy.
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You had been writing since you were a little girl, first writing on pen and paper and always leaving around the house your notebooks on which you delighted in telling the most different stories. Your parents had noticed from an early age this predilection of yours and this marked imagination to the point of pushing you to attend courses, masters and whatever else just to help you achieve that goal and make your dream come true.
Unfortunately, however, your dreams had collided with reality, in fact, everywhere you turned you found dozens and dozens of aspiring writers and therefore in the end no one was really interested in publishing your novels since they were defined as already read or not interesting enough or still too far from reality. Fantasy or romance novels were no longer going the way they were a few years ago, people wanted to read something real, according to the many possible publishers you had relied on to publish your work. As the years went by you were getting more and more desperate because you wanted to write, you had the need to write, but no one seemed to want to listen to you. You were about to give up when your father proposed what you had always refused which was to introduce you to a friend of his who worked in certain offices in police departments and whom your father had called a big shot, a guy named Craig Parker.
You had always hated recommendations, but then you told yourself that deep down your father just wants you to meet this man who will probably share some data just so he can make you draw from reality and make your stories more authentic. You told yourself and repeated to yourself as you walked into the police offices and looked around as if you were a thief about to be caught stealing. You looked around, but no one seemed to pay attention to you, you saw two officers behind a desk on the phone, two were making photocopies, another was making coffee, yet another looked scared and contrite, then there were several offices with closed doors. You approached the younger policeman who, as soon as he heard you approach him, almost jerked out of his chair, you smiled at him with a sorry look and reassured him about your intentions.
You still smile at the memory of that day and the first meeting you had with Agent Paul Hancock.
"I'm here to see Commander Craig Parker," you said as you looked the young man in the face.
"Y - yes, um, it's that way. Shall - shall I take you there?" the young man asked as he got up from his chair and before you could answer, he led you down some corridors filled with offices from which you could hear the phone ringing in the distance.
"Here." he said as he knocked on a door on which was written "Commander C. Parker," a deep voice invited the officer to enter, which the young man immediately did, you heard him introduce himself and then leave the room, "Go in," he said with a polite wave of his hand.
"Thank you." you said with a nod and a shy smile and then entered.
The man in front of you was a big man of almost 6 feet, dark skin, black eyes, graying hair, and a strong physique.
You remember feeling a great sense of fascination at standing in front of the man who certainly knew your father and who knows maybe he knew you as well or by name or maybe who knows maybe you had even met when you were little.
"'Morning," You said shyly with a small smile.
The big man smiled at you, revealing very white teeth and almost assuming a funny expression.
"Please, have a seat," he said, pointing to a chair in front of his desk; you agreed to sit down. You still remember the uneasy feeling you felt at being seated in that chair, you even remember the sweat beaded your forehead. You swallowed uncertain about what to say.
You looked around and observed the countless certificates posted on his wall, the dozens of pieces of paperwork stacked on the furniture behind him, then went back to observing the man standing there with his hands crossed and looking serene. You lowered your gaze and cleared your throat, the man finally understood your discomfort because he decided to add, "I knew your father since college, we were great friends. Y' know, we always kept in touch. Your father is a sincere, good man to whom I owe so much." he confided making you look up "When he asked me to help his daughter, well," he just spread his arms wide "how could I say no?" he smiled at you and you weakly returned that smile.
"Um, is it…legal what…?" you began to ask, unsure about the words to use. You were still talking to a Commander!
"Let's say you'd technically be here as a consultant, or something like that," he answered your question.
You furrowed your brow, "Um, but isn't a consultant someone who specializes in helping you police to solve crimes, frauds or whatever?"
"Yeah, but for your father and therefore for his daughter, we're going to pretend that you're," you were about to ask him if he could do that, if it was within his power, but again he was the one who anticipated your question you were about to ask, "of course it's something that'll remain between me, you and the man you're going to assist who obviously needs to know who you are,"
"Of course, yes."
It was obvious, you were just there to draw on the reality of the facts, to get insights to be able to write about, not to really solve cases.
"Obviously anything you hear or see, keep it to yourself, and of course if one day, when you write, it occurs to you to mention these events, be as discreet as you can be." you nodded "Got it?"
"Yes." you replied in a low voice.
What are you getting into?
"Well, now d' you want to meet the man you're going to assist?" he asked as he got up from his chair revealing himself again in his impressiveness, you also got up from your chair and with a nod he invited you to follow him. Behind him you felt so little, his footsteps echoed down the hallway, when you thought he was going to lead you to a basement or something, he stopped in front of a glass door, behind it was a man walking back and forth across the room. He had broad shoulders, dark hair, an angular nose, and chewed the bar line of glasses.
The Commander knocked a couple of times and then entered, you politely waited outside, the door was open and technically you could enter considering they were talking about you, but you just stood there shaking hands, the only thing you heard clearly, beyond Parker's introduction of you, was the annoyed and rancorous tone of the other man in the room who gave you a piercing head-to-toe look that made you duck your head and the words, "Don't need she playing Nancy Drew next to me."
You'd have laughed if he wasn't talking about you, but since he'd given you that nickname at first glance you were hurt, only later you'd take it as a compliment, but much later.
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ninebluehearts · 1 year
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Can I request Nurse Reader x Tim Rockford where he saves her life from a shootout and gets shot, she takes him home and patches him up, can be fluff or smut, whatever you wish <3 ily!!
AHHHHHHHHHH THIS IS SO GOOD!!
Here you go baby
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stealyourblorbos · 1 year
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Putting pieces together 
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pedro pascal and his gorgeous side profile (and very rideable nose)
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PEDRO PASCAL | Shoes Off, Please – Merge Mansion
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Pedro Pascal - Merge Mansion (2023)
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Tim, on duty. Off duty. 🖤
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Has anyone else done this?
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PEDRO PASCAL as TIM ROCKFORD Merge Mansion (2023) — 1/3
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PEDRO PASCAL Merge Mansion (2023)
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daddy-dins-girl · 1 month
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Pedro Boys tasked with buying your period products.
Someone sent an ask about Pedro boys dealing with their girl on their period... Not sure if this is what you had in mind but I hope you enjoy it regardless :)
Also, this is just for silly fun, don't @ me too harshly in the comments please if you don't agree with some of these, but DEFINITELY feel free to tell me where and why your opinion might differ on some of these choices, I'd love to hear it.
like this post? check out my Pedro Boys Alignment Chart Masterlist here
Headcanons under the cut.
Din/Tim/Dave/Ortega/Clint/Max L - Din is mostly just too shy/embarrassed to ask for help, the rest of these guys are too stubborn, too busy and/or aren't terribly comfortable standing around in this aisle any longer than they have to be.
Ezra/Jack - They're just genuinely confused as to why there are so many varieties. Maybe you WILL be playing tennis tomorrow like this girl in the picture on the box, how tf are they supposed to know? Jack's also a bit of a himbo but it's okay, he's pretty.
Marcus M/Oberyn/Frankie/Marcus P/Joel/Javi P - Some of these boys are 'girl dads' and just know the drill by now. Some are just great husbands (or husband material) who pay attention and some, well... some of these boys just know your p*ssy better than you do and that's all there is to it.
Javi G/Eddie/Zach W - They're sweet, and they're trying. They just wanna be good boyfriends. God bless these boys.
Dieter/Pero/Max P/Lucien - Dieter thought it was an honest question. The rest of these guys are just complete menaces (and honestly, we love them for it).
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mybworlds · 16 days
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CHAPTER 2
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Pairing: Tim Rockford x F!Reader (no use of Y/N) Summary: Tim Rockford usually works alone and has a bad temper, one day after another woman was found dead he started to believe there's a serial killer around, maybe a useful help will come from an aspiring mystery writer. Series warnings: use of you, violence graphic, slow burn, angst, fluff, mutual pining, eventual smut (18+ MDNI). Masterlist
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After almost a year that you know Tim Rockford, you learned to handle his bad temper, his nicknames he gave you and his colleagues, you learned to accept even his sometimes piercing gaze toward you, but when you met him you found him distasteful.
In fact, after his comment the day you met, Parker invited you to come in and introduce yourself to the Detective, you timidly entered on tiptoe and extended your hand, but he didn't shake it, but he merely looked at it and then looked at your face with a raised eyebrow and a disgusted expression painted on his face. For sure, you turned purple; no one had ever looked at you like that or made you feel like a complete nothing like he did at that moment.
“Give him some time,” the Commander tried to encourage you and then took his leave, closing the door behind him and leaving the two of you alone. You were about to turn your back on that obnoxious man and go back to Parker and say that you thanked him, but that you couldn't accept working with or, better yet, be inspired from a guy like that Detective. You couldn't learned from him in a hundred years. Despite this deep discomfort, you didn't move, just stood there in the middle of the room with that man going up and down the room and looking at you with an annoyed look. Again.
“I'm sorry if I'm bothering you,” you tried to justify yourself in an attempt to make you accept, but the man in response huffed and turned his back on you, ignoring you. Your words are caught in your throat, an unpleasant grip made the pit of your stomach contract, and you resumed sweating from discomfort. You really didn't know what to do or say, you lowered your gaze. It was not going to be easy to deal with him, it was clear.
“First,” he told you after several minutes causing you to look up at him, he has his back to you, “Don't wanna ya standing there in the middle of the room, I lose my focus.”
You looked around undecided where to settle down so as not to disturb him, you found a chair and were about to go there, but after just three steps, he blocked you again “Second, that's my chair and ya don't touch it.”
You were about to open your mouth and ask him then where you could sit, but he resumed “Third, dumb questions get on my nerves; so if ya have nothing clever to say shut up.”
Fuck, what a temper!
“Anything else?” you dared to ask him, finally he turned his back to you. He still had that damn disgusted expression on his face, but this time you noticed a flash behind those dark eyes “Or is that not a clever question?” you added, looking him in the eye.
His lips ruffled in a grin, to this day you would define it amused, but when you met him it was hard for you to say if he found that your question amusing or annoying.
“Yes, there's more.” he replied completely ignoring the second question “Fourth, this is my office and I'll run my business my own way, I don't share things with anyone, not even if ya were Jessica Fletcher,” he snarled taking a step toward you.
When you think back to the many nicknames he gave you from the first moment he saw you, you'd laugh because in his own way he established contact with you right away: yes, at first was a non-trust and even contempt contact, but better than being ignored altogether. There were his colleagues, in fact, who were called by him with a snap of his fingers because their names were not important to him and their faces least of all.
You looked around looking for a grip, anything to get the man in front of you to calm down, but at that moment you found nothing worthy of your attention and so, your eye fell on his evidence board, on the faces of all those women and it was impossible for you not to notice at once the expression in their eyes.
“Whatcha doing?” the Detective asked, “No, no, no I know that look, don't start crying in my office, for goodness sake. It wouldn't be a good start.”
You huffed and smiled, “Instead things are going very well, aren't they?” he looked at you making his gaze wander over your face first and then over your figure “Anyway, I was observing women's faces,” you said approaching the evidence board and reaching out your hand to one of the photos, he blocked your hand in the air wrapping it in his and you stiffened.
“No, no, I'm the only one who can touch the pictures, so stop,” he barked.
“Can I talk and breathe at least?” you asked him with wide eyes.
You felt what you would have called a chill today, but the first day you ignored him altogether. Too caught up in the shame of being recommended, embarrassed at not being accepted by that Detective, scared to be in a setting so far from what had been your world up to that point.
“I have a feeling ya'd talk anyway, so be my guest,” he said.
“Thank you.” you replied using almost his same tone of voice “Did you notice the women's eyes?”
Rockford went back to looking at the pictures, “Yes, and…? What d' ya wanna me to notice, Nancy Drew?”
You glancing him then replied, “They all have a peaceful look, as if they were ready to die…” you started to say, but he extended a hand toward you in midair and you stopped immediately.
“Don't give me any fucking comment, please.”
“I meant, those who are about to die, they don't have that look,”
“And what d' ya know about that'?” he asks turning completely toward you with his hands on his hips “How many crime scenes have ya been to? How many dead bodies have ya seen?” he shook his head, "You know nothing and ya pretend to understand something just because my boss asked me to or else I wouldn't have let ya stay here," he added as he walked past you and toward his desk.
You breathed deeply, “You know, Detective, it's true I don't know anything. About dead bodies, about murders, about crime scenes, I don't know how to act in these moments it's true, but maybe I can give you an opinion from my outside, my place of inexperience.” you offered.
He huffed with a half-smile, “And let's hear it, what else would ya notice?” he asked pointing his finger toward his evidence board.
“They're all very young, what, 25-26 years old?” you asked as you looked up at him.
“24, then?” he asked, intertwining his hands.
“All 24?” he nodded.
You looked carefully at all the photos, beyond age and expression at first glance nothing seemed to unite them. I mean, they weren't all blondes or brunettes or redheads, they weren't all skinny or fat, they had nothing in common apart from age. Then one thing struck you, at first glance it would have escaped or seemed insignificant, and instead.
“What is this?” you asked as you brought your nose closer to a first picture.
The Detective reached out to you, “Where?” he asked putting on his glasses.
“Here,” you replied pointing to a spot near the hairline, “it's something bright red like there's a cut,” you then looked at the other photos bringing your face closer to the photos as well “it's there too,” you then observed the other photos “did you notice them, Detective?” you asked observing the man next to you who took a magnifying glass to check whether or not your observation was correct.
“I need to call that damned Coroner,” he opened the door to his office “rookie?” he barked, making you jerk and widen your eyes.
Moments later the young man who accompanied you by Parker ran up to him, poor guy you were beginning to understand why he was always scared!
“Call me McNail and tell him I'll be there in half an hour,” then he looked over at you, “we're on our way” he rectified with a grin on his face.
You found yourself swallowing fearfully.
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The Coroner was a man in his 50s, he looked friendly and greeted both of you with a handshake and a warm smile, McNail asked Rockford if you were a new colleague, but he dismissed you with “She's just an intern, a few weeks and she'll be gone,” you behind their backs looked up and shook your head. You've wanted to bite back, but it was not the time.
Down there in the morgue it was freezing, there were two carts and lots of cold rooms exactly like there are in TV shows, you breathed slowly hoping not to vomit and that Rockford wouldn't make jokes about your increasing pallor. McNail pulled out the last two bodies on the two carts and discovered their faces. They were very pale, two broken lives, you had a contrite expression “Is this the first time you've seen a dead body?” the man asked you.
You nodded almost unable to speak, while Rockford rolled his eyes.
“It's normal, empty your mind, focus on all the details and then confront with your boss,” he advised you calmly. The Coroner invited the two of you to put on your gloves and then took a half step back.
You nodded and looked at the first young victim, eyes closed, lips puckered, hair withered, the autopsy incision, you inhaled and exhaled deeply, while the two men looked at you, one annoyed and the other encouraging. Then, you brought a hand closer to the victim's body, you observed a tattoo on her neck in the shape of a small star, you observed the three earring entrance holes, then the perfect incision made by the doctor, finally you noticed the scratch on her forehead, it seemed to be made by a skilled, precise hand.
“Doesn't that look like a scratch…intentional?” you asked turning to the Detective who reached out to you bending over making you find yourselves very close together as he approached, you noticed a small necklace well disguised by his shirt, who knows if it was a religious necklace or some other kind.
“McNail, could it be a scalpel?”
The man approached, “Yes, I cannot rule it out. If it had been a scratch from a fall I should have found soil or some other trace, but nothing,” the pathologist answered you.
You nodded, then you noticed another small hole at navel level, “Was the girl wearing a piercing?” you asked turning to the doctor.
“Yes, her effects are still here,” he replied, holding out a sachet, which you made to take, but which Rockford promptly grabbed first. Among them were a necklace with an infinity symbol, three earrings and the piercing as you had noticed.
“Do any of the tests show anything by any chance? Drugs, alcohol, medication?” Rockford tsked “I don't think I asked for anything unusual,” you added with a doubtful look.
“No, don't worry! In fact, there were considerable amounts of a powerful sleeping pill.”
“And that was the cause of death?”
“Drowning.” he answered.
“And the other girl?”
“Suffocation.” the doctor replied, “First she was stunned with chloroform.”
“So,” you said, “24-year-old girls, they are killed for no reason after being sedated. Why? Where were they found?” you asked turning to the Detective.
“At different points in Austin, nothing that would suggest a specific place that has any significance to the serial kiler.”
“Rockford, are you really convinced about the serial killer?” asked McNail, slipping his hands into the pockets of his lab coat.
“Yeah.” he replied, nodding, “How 'bout ya, colleague?”
“I agree. What I fear is that he may strike again.” you replied, exchanging a glance with Tim, who this time returned a concerned look and at the same time almost shocked.
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slvtforoldermen · 2 months
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Pedro’s Characters: The Dick-tionary
How big are Pedro Pascal’s characters and some NSFW headcannons
(WARNING: DETAILS OF PENISES AND TALKS OF SEX - MDNI)
Part Two <3
A/N: Sorry I never continued Fluff February :(, I lost motivation so I’ll just write them and post them as a prompt list for whenever…
Joel Miller:
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Okay, all his characters are big, it’s a known fact, but Joel is 100% the biggest. Probably about 8.5 inches, with a pretty pink mushroom tip, and GIRTHY AGH! There’s a vein on it that is really visible when he’s hard. Oh and his balls are big too. Everything about Joel is just big. Not only is he big but you best believe he knows how to use it too. He’s got a daddy kink… Fav positions are missionary and cowgirl, however when he’s angry doggy or the mating press are a no-brainer. Daddy kink! DOMINANT!!! There’s no way this man is a sub, it just doesn’t work, he’s just so dom yknow, and when he’s soft, he’s the sweetest he’s ever been, but if he’s angry, hard dom Joel comes out and that’s a man you don’t wanna piss off if you wanna cum. He’s got such a daddy kink. “Fuck babygirl/boy, you’re so fucking sweet, sugar. So fucking good for daddy. Yeah baby? You like that? Such a good little girl/boy, so fucking sweet.” Daddy kink is such is a big thing for him. Hair wise? Well it’s the apocalypse so it’s probably hard to find the Manscaper 3000 or whatever. He trims his hair with some scissors, honestly he didn’t really care for shaving before you, so he just let it grow, but once when you were sucking him, you almost sneezed from how much it tickled your nose and made a little joke about it after, which made Joel feel a little bad so he cut them just a little shorter. Oh I’m sorry and did I mention… DADDY KINK!!!
Javier Peña:
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(Here I’m purely writing about Javier Pena in a fictional sense AS PEDRO, not the real guy, this has nothing to do with the real Javier Pena)
Okay, Javier, my baby daddy. Um, who said that- ANYWAYS! Javier is probably the second biggest, in joint place with Oberyn, definitely about 7-7.5 inches, as he’s nicknamed by moi, the Pussy Slayer of Medellin. It goes without saying that Javier is rough, as we’ve seen, side note: I don’t know why I thought watching Narcos with my family would be a good idea… I was sat on the couch like “😀 okay, I’m watching Pedro have sex next to my mum, just a normal Saturday morning…” anyways back to it (hehe Negan reference) but Javier is rough, doggy and cowgirl are his favourite positions, but sometimes when he’s feeling a little somber he likes a little missionary. As how domestically-kinky I like my men, I’m a little disappointed that Javier isn’t a committed man, but he does have a tiny 🤏 breeding kink, he defo isn’t a fan of being called daddy, in fact just call him Javi and he’s yours, and he’s dom obviously. “Oh carino, you take my cock so well, you good little whore… fuck… my sweet little angel.” I mean, we’ve all seen his hair, so do we really need address it, that also might genuinely be my fav sex scene in all of cinema history.
Oberyn Martell
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Okay, admittedly, I haven’t seen any proper scenes of Oberyn, because I’ve just started GOT, so I have no clue what his character is like apart from being a HUGE BISEXUAL SLUT, so he’s just like me 🤭
Oberyn, tying with Javier, is about 7-7.5 inches, and I feel like his cock is definitely a lot more tan than others, idk why, it’s just an instinct. Defo uncircumcised. His fav positions are definitely cowgirl OH and dude is the literal definition of a pillow prince, again, just like me. Suck his dick, please, just suck his dick. Again, I don’t know how he’s presented in GOT, but I’m like 74% sure he’s dominant? From the clips I’ve seen 🫣 Hair wise, do razors exists in the GOT world? Or does my man just shave himself with a sword.
Javi Gutierrez:
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Oh my sweet baby Javi… he’s so kinky. I’m fully convinced he’s into full BDSM, not so much where he has to do it every single time, but maybe like once a month. When I was watching TUWOMT for the first time, when Nick is about to go into the room with all his merch and stuff, I was dead convinced it was gonna be a sex dungeon. There’s no way a man is this sweet and adorable without being into some freaky shit.
Anyway, Javi is about 6.5 inches, with a sweet pink tip and he’s definitely a giver not a taker, don’t get him wrong, he ADORES you with his dick in your mouth, but he prefers to eat you out/suck your dick for hours on end. Oh and he’s a sweet talker, when you guys aren’t being full kinky, he’ll praise you to hours on end, mumbling in your ear how good you are in that sexy accent of his. Is a little bit of a switch, but mostly dominant, soft dom if it’s a normal night but if it’s that special night, only your safe word will pull him out of hard dom space. Definitely the type to overstimulate you in a sweet way “you can take it right sweetheart? Mi amor~ just take my cock nice and good, ahí tienes.” Um, daddy kink for surely, but not like every single night like Joel. But when he’s between your legs, and he’s stimulated you so far into sub space, and you’re struggling to keep your eyes open, and you’re reaching up for him, babbling how good his cock feels in your hole, he can’t help but coo down at you and praise you so hard. He’s not bald, but his hair isn’t long, just trimmed to the point where it tickles your nose when you suck his cock.
Din Djarin
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Okay, so I think it’s canon that Din hasn’t really ever felt human touch, so I feel he’s really inexperienced… but the dude’s got a pretty dick. Like it’s just so… pretty. About 6 inches with a sweet baby pink tip, he’s so sensitive too. He loves head but he really can’t say it, he’s just too embarrassed. I just get the vibe that he’s mostly subby. He tried to be dom once but the poor baby couldn’t handle it all. But then he tried again and he did so good, but it tired him out, so if he’s domming, which is once in a blue moon, he’s going to be soft, maybe even softer than Javi. Mommy/Daddy kink!! “Please, I’m good right? Please, please tell me I’m doing good… you always feel so so good, I love you so much.” Please, he’s so sweet I love him. It’s rare that you guys get off together because of reasons due to his upbringing and stuff so he just likes being taken care of, the sweet boy. Before you, he never really cared for shaving, so when you first strip together, he’s a little nervous about it, and then after that he trims it, quite short.
Marcus Moreno
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If anyone says this man is a hard dom they’re just kidding themselves, this man is the sweetest man out there, obviously not as much as Din ofc <3.
Marcus has an obsession with using his hands, making you cum just by fingering you. Then when he’s inside you, he slips his fingers into your mouth, or around your neck, or on your cheek. His dick is about 7 inches, and like everyone else, knows how to use it perfectly. Angel is one of his favourite nicknames to call you. “My perfect Angel, taking my cock so good baby…” whilst hes thrusting into you ever so gently. Would never EVER do it when Missy is around, so quickies before picking Missy up from school are his go to, but he loves the days where his mom can take her out for the day or even a grandma sleepover so he can be with you for hours. You under him, over him, him inside you, his good girl/boy, his good angel. Pleasuring you until you get numb. The armpit hair in the scene of the gif gets me and idk why, I have never had a thing for armpit hair but maybe I’m just really horny, but his hair down there is nice and trimmed, not bald, never bald.
Tim Rock(Hard)Ford
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Here we go…
Oh Tim man! I have a teensy 🤏 detective kink so when Pedro played this role it was over for me.
Maybe it’s the greying, like Joel, but I feel like he’s huge, just like Joel. He’s 8 inches, living his best life. But he’s just a tired old man, so when he gets home, please just get on your knees for him, he’ll just lay there, stroking your hair, praising you, telling you how good you suck his cock. Then he’ll bring you up to the bed and return the favour, making sure to always get you to tell him about your day as he does so. Saturday nights are always his favourite time to rail into you, he’s had the whole day off, just resting, watching you walk around, getting him so worked up. He has a domestic kink. So seeing you do chores get him so hard. Loves fucking between your thighs when you’re sleeping because he gets home so late and just needs a little relief, but you look so cute and peaceful while you sleep and because he’s so considerate, he doesn’t wanna wake you. “So good for me baby, so good for daddy, gonna fill you up, you’re not gonna let any of my cum slip out right, gonna keep it all in your tummy, yeah, that’s it, cum for me.” TALKS YOU THROUGH IT!!! Sleeps naked. Not trimmed, not shaved, just grows it out, he’s old so he doesn’t care, it’s not like anyone but you would be seeing him like this anyways.
Dieter Bravo
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I love Dieter, he’s so cute.
Not dom, but not sub either, just dom enough to see you break under him but sub enough to whimper and get soooo desperate. Such a huge pillow prince, he loves it when you suck him, especially when you grab his balls and caress them, he cums so quick when that happens. He’s about 6.5 inches, and it loves fast, not as in quickie, but he loves seeing you fall apart as he jackhammers into your hole. When you ride him he gets so sweet, and he can last long, don’t worry, but you just look so pretty on top of him, he can’t help it, please don’t be mad at him. Has a thing for dry humping, especially in the morning when he’s too lazy to move properly. “So good baby, oh yeah, fuck, grind against me just like that, mmmf fuck…” loves to beg and watch you beg, he’s so good to and for you, don’t doubt him ever. He doesn’t shave, he trims it, but he’s so goofy, so once he shaved it into a heart.
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softiedingo · 5 months
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*looking disrespectfully* god have mercy on me, I'm not that strong
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fuckyeahpedropascal · 28 days
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Pedro boys and watches
Some of you may or may not know that I have a ✨thing✨ for watches. I’ve wanted to do this post for about two years now, I’m so happy to finally yeet this into the void. Commentary below the cut ⌚️
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While I have you here and we haven't done this in a while - why not a poll? Discussion welcome as always!
P.S. Please don't @ me if I missed any Pedro boy... I think I haven't lol.
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Joel Miller
Need a say anything about Joel and his watch? It's a small but powerful reminder of Sarah, and it will never not touch my heart when I see it.
Javier Pena
We have so many good shots of Javier and his watch, I might just have to do a proper compilation of it some other time (I did do a very early post on this gosh I've come far with gif making lol). I like to think that Chuco gave it to him, and in one of the closeups, I can see engraving on the band. I'll need to go back and check if I can see what the word is!
Tim Rockford
Tim has a surprisingly fancy looking watch! I was surprised to get such a good look at it, it looks like a chronograph with three dials on the face.
Marcus Moreno and Jack Daniels
We already ran a poll about this, and I agree with the majority of you that our cowboy has slicker wristwear than our superhero dad!
Dave York
I always find it funny in that kitchen scene the way Dave looks so deliberately at his watch several times. It's a classy one with what looks like a leather band, it goes well with our favourite suburban murder daddy's office wardrobe.
Frankie Morales
The watch that was the beginning of a beautiful friendship with @imaswellkid ❤️ I did a way too detailed post about Frankie's watch here, I won't repeat myself here.
Javi G and Max Lord
The subject of another poll, these two fancy pants both sport a Rolex (Javi's is steel and yellow gold, Max's is yellow gold) and a pinky ring.
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a7estrellas · 1 year
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PEDRO PASCAL as Detective Tim Rockford Merge Mansion (2023)
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