PEDRO PASCAL on the set of ‘BEHEMOTH!’ in Los Angeles

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PEDRO PASCAL on the set of ‘BEHEMOTH!’ in Los Angeles

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wip for my other panel redraw before I go to bed!
under the cut bc it’s like one of the last panels in the series lol
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
sneak peek;
Meeks sighed. He didn’t move right away. Just waited. Counted ten slow seconds. There was no second knock.
He narrowed his eyes, as he slowly stood up. Marhsall Whiskers let out an offended mewl as he was dispositioned on the couch’s cushions. Meeks felt a pang of guilt as he walked to the door, and he made a mental note to give some treats to his fluffy friend as he crossed to the door.
He pulled it open and came face to face with no one other than Gerard Penhallow.
Again.
He was dressed in all black – because of course he was, Shadowhunters were nothing if not fashionable. Something that looked disturbingly like ichor shinned on his boots. He had a dagger in one hand, flipping it around his fingers.
Meeks’ grip on the doorframe tightened.
“You,” he said flatly, his eyes zeroing on the weapon.
“Yeah,” Penhallow answered just as flat.
“Am I invited to a duel?” Meeks asked, arching an eyebrow.
The Shadowhunter’s lips twitched. “I’m not suicidal enough to challenge the High Warlock of Boston.”
Time for the show
Is my decidedly non gaming laptop gonna be able to run rogue trader lmao?

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Prompt fill for the AU_gust writing challenge 2022
First prompt: Underwater
Danny checked his equipment one more time. He couldn't fail tonight. It was his penultimate chance to find him. He didn't like how the inner pressure started to rise. Eyes on the task, man. Fins. Snorkel.Diving goggles and an underwater flashlight. It wasn't much on the list but his focus was all over the place. Danny had a hard time keeping his attention on the task. He was so damn good at his job, but this was so much more. This was about love and finding the one and only. He swallowed hard. He had no explanation about why his silly heart answered only to that calling. All he knew was that time was running out. And he got the information about what he was experiencing from a text about a legend. But it felt so real. It had to be real. Why was love so powerful?
Danny pulled himself together. His heart would shatter if he wasn't able to meet him at least once. Just this one time. Please.He needed to look into his eyes, feeling his lips moving with his while they kissed. He needed to tell him how much he loved him although they never really met. All the memories he had were from super intense dreams. He had been visiting Danny in his dreams. Those weird, intense, and way too real dreams that he couldn't forget. Those dreams were the reason he was at the jetty to get ready for a swim at midnight.
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