pedro pascal x gn/male reader

feeling worthless (ftm reader)

soooo i've nearly finished working on the first chapter to my new book for Pedro characters!!! expect that out sometime next week!

this is a trans reader because someone kind of requested it, i didn't know if i should tag them or not so i didn't but anyways enjoy!

warnings: mentions of dysphoria, negative self talk

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(Y/N) had always been pretty proud of his identity as a trans man, actively posting about his struggles and strengths to inspire younger transfolk. but even with the love and support he received from his friends, fans and husband, Pedro, the world could be a cruel and judgemental place. especially the world of social media. As a public figure, he faced an added layer of scrutiny and criticism that often weighed heavily on his heart, as he had always been a feeling person, who often found himself wishing to simply be liked by everyone.

One evening, as they were cuddled up on the couch, (Y/N) found himself tracing the faint scars on his chest left by his top surgery. his day had been one filled with dysphoria from the moment he woke up so it was no surprise that he was feeling insecure about the scars. In the privacy of their home, he felt safe enough to reveal his vulnerabilities to Pedro, as through it all, beginning to present, pedro had been through it all supporting him . he was there from the first shot of testosterone to his more recent top and bottom surgery, tending for his scars and nursing him back to full health after both surgeries like the loving caring husband he is.

after a couple minutes of comfortable silence as they watched a movie together, (Y/N) spoke up."I wish I didn't have to deal with the public's judgement over every thing about my life, especially my trans identity....maybe i should've stayed a woman and my life would've been so much damn easier..." (Y/N) admitted, his voice soft and laced with emotion. "They see my scars and treat me differently, as if they define who I am. I want to be proud of them, i really do, but sometimes, it's hard when all people see is the scars and not me as a person..."

Pedro shifted, pulling (Y/N) closer into his embrace, his arms wrapping protectively around him. "You never have to hide or be ashamed of who you are, mi amor," Pedro said tenderly. "Your journey, your scars—they're all a part of what makes you the incredible person you are today. And I'm so proud to stand by your side, loving every part of you. and please don't say it would've been easier if you stayed a woman because it would've meant a life of trying to pretend you were someone your not...your not the little girl your mom still thinks you are and you are an amazing, handsome, talented, loving, caring, husband and actor..and i love you just the way you are, scars and all. i wouldn't change a single thing about you except the way you view yourself, i just really wish you could see yourself through my eyes honestly." Pedro said, taking (Y/N) into his arms, kissing the top of his head and gently playing with his soft (h/c) hair.

(Y/N) leaned into Pedro's warm embrace, feeling a sense of peace and love wash over him like a wave. He closed his eyes, savouring the comfort and love that Pedro provided. With Pedro, he felt seen and accepted, scars and all, all his insecurities and doubt seemed to wash away with every word pedro uttered, his smooth voice lulling (Y/N) into a state of calmness.

In the days that followed, (Y/N) continued to face the harsh reality of being a trans man in the public eye. The comments and scrutiny weighed heavily on him, but he always found solace in Pedro's arms when he returned home.

Pedro made sure their home was a sanctuary, free from judgement and prying eyes. He filled it with laughter, love, and acceptance, helping (Y/N) heal the wounds inflicted by the outside world.

They spent lazy Sundays wrapped in each other's arms, watching movies and indulging in their favorite snacks. Pedro's touch was a balm to (Y/N)'s soul, soothing away the insecurities and doubts that plagued his mind. and on days when (Y/N)'s dysphoria was higher than others, Pedro would take extra lengths to make sure he felt loved and seen, wether it be giving him one of his comfy hoodies, which (Y/N) could curl up in and take in the familiar scent of coffee, cologne and cigarettes (don't aske me why i think Pedro would smell of this i just think he would okay?)

"Pedro," (Y/N) whispered one night, the moonlight casting a soft glow on their bed, (Y/N) curled up into Pedro's chest, Pedro's arms wrapped around him protectively. "Thank you for being my safe haven. I don't know how I would survive without you."

Pedro smiled warmly, looking down at his husband, brushing his hair away from his face. "You don't have to thank me, mi amor. I love you, and I'll always be here to support you, no matter what. I want you to know how much you mean to me, and also feel loved and accepted because your feeling and identity is valid and no amount of comments from random strangers on the internet will ever be able to change that, okay? Your strength and resilience to lead this life and keep on going inspire me every day."

(Y/N) smiled softly, and kissed pedro's chest before whispering "i keep on going because of you Pedro, you are my reason for everything, everything i do, i do it for you..." the two men fell asleep in each others arms smiling like idiots, bodies tangled with each other and love in the air. 

As the weeks went by, (Y/N) found himself slowly embracing his scars, seeing them not as marks of pain and a constant reminder that he will never be in the right body, but more so as symbols of his strength and courage. And with Pedro by his side, he faced the world with newfound confidence and pride.

They attended events together, hand in hand, knowing that they were stronger together. Pedro's presence shielded (Y/N) from the harsh glares and judgement, and he never hesitated to stand up for (Y/N) when needed, even if it threatened his jobs or reputation, (Y/N) was all he truly cared for.

In moments of vulnerability, (Y/N) would always find himself opening up to Pedro, pouring out his fears and insecurities. Each time, Pedro would listen with unwavering support, assuring (Y/N) that he was loved and cherished, no matter what.

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hope you enjoyed this one my trans children!!! i actually have been feeling quite dysphoric lately, i really wish i could get a hug from pedro :(, i think i might update the cover for this book becasue the current one is kinda crappy anyways, have a good day/evening/morning/loves!!!!!

-finn <3

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