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AHHH i’m so excited to see that you take breaking bad requests, such and underwritten-for fandom!!! could i please request some headcanons for dating badger? thanks so much 💗

Oh man I can't agree enough, when I first started looking for fics I was honestly shocked there wasn't more. Especially for Jesse.

And luckily enough I've actually already started writing those headcanons a few days ago! So absolutely I can 💖

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Being in a relationship with Brandon "Badger" Mayhew

Tags/Warnings: mentions of drugs, fluff, nsfw under the cut

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✯ He's a handsy person, he loves holding hands, having an arm around your shoulder or waist, having you sitting on his lap, etc etc.

✯ An excellent kisser too, soft yet passionate, he loves to have one hand bracing the back of your neck or on your jaw, he just wants to touch you.

✯ I've talked about this before but... the hugs this man gives are incredible. Very warm, loving, and safe feeling. The best hugs come when you're stressed or sad, he's just so caring and will bring you into his arms with no hesitation (and if you want it), hand softly stroking down your back and arms, keeping you securely pressed against him.

✯ He's a gift giver. It's his love language and that is definitely shown in your relationship. Perfumes, flowers, candy/chocolates (if you’re into that), movies, his own clothes, and sometimes things he'll find when walking outside like pretty rocks.

✯ The dates can be pretty cute, picnics in a clearing in the woods, him taking you to some local restaurants and diners, maybe even some out of town just for a fun little day adventure.

And the best one yet, going to the Renaissance Festival. What's better than dressing up during pirate weekend, eating a giant turkey leg while watching two people joust, and buying a sword and other interesting trinkets at the end of the day.

✯ Nights hanging out with Jesse and Pete are a must, playing cards or videos games while eating pizza. They were very quick to take you into the group when you and Badger got together.

And so as a result you were often at Jesse’s or Pete’s with a controller in your hand or sitting on the couch listening to your boyfriend ramble about another ‘script’ he’s written or a light hearted ramble about plot holes in a show he’s been watching.

✯ Since it’s Badger I feel like I’m sort of required to bring this up, but if you don’t do drugs he’s not going to be the type to try and pressure you into it if you give him a hard “No.”

✯ At night if you’re sleeping in the same bed, he’s not much of a cuddler (that’s more for when you’re both laying on the couch together), but he will have a hand laying on your forearm if you have your hand up next to your face, or a hand lazily laying on your stomach or waist.

✯ Will make you laugh all the time, whether it’s intentional or not, he’s just the type of guy who’s always funny somehow.

NSFW

✯ He's soft and sweet but he can be rough if you ask him to. A different side of him comes out if you beg hard enough.

✯ Not surprising to literally anyone but he's probably into roleplay, which is where this said rough side can come out.

✯ Loves having sex after smoking weed (but will only do it if you’re comfortable with that).

✯ He’s not very loud but you can hear the whispery curses and small moans passing his lips.

✯ I think he'd be pretty thick, but about average size.

✯ And is probably way too good at eating pussy. Like if he could he’d spend the rest of his life just doing that, he’s a fucking animal.

✯ Likes missionary not because he's boring but because he likes looking at you. Also loves to fuck with your back to his chest, both kneeling on the bed (or in front of a mirror) with him thrusting up into you.

✯ The easiest way to get him going is by sitting on his lap and kissing his neck while playing with his hair.

✯ If you were to give him a blowjob that’s probably the only time you’ll hear full moans come from him. His head thrown back on the couch, his hands coming down to the back of your head and trying his hardest not to thrust up into your mouth, or push you further down. He wants you to go at your own pace but oh god...

“Oh holy fuck... Baby please... Fuck you feel so good. I’m gonna cum-”

✯ He can also be pretty talkative too depending on if he’s high or not. If he is he’s definitely a bit more talkative, praises falling from his lips every few seconds, telling you “Oh fuck you’re doing so good.” or “Keep doing that- please oh god...”

✯ He’s a switch, he doesn’t mind being on the top or or underneath you depending on how the both of you are feeling.

✯ For anything particular he may be into I’d say he likes having his hair pulled, cockwarming, and I could be projecting but he probably has a bit of a breeding kink.

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grudgecollector · 2 years

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so dearly | brandon mayhew

Pairing: Brandon “Badger” Mayhew / Reader

Summary: There was no place you felt safer than in his arms.

Words: 760

Tags/Warnings: this is so fluffy I literally will throw up, SO SO SO SO SELF INDULGENT LIKE LMAO? can you tell :), very implied smut.

A/N: this man has me in a fucking CHOKEHOLD! I’m so in love with him.

Anyway I was totally NOT intending for this to turn into what it did, I just wanted to ramble about how amazing I think his hugs are and then it turned into... well.. this. Enjoy :)

also it is so hard to find a good gif of him. Pain......

REQUEST INFO | MY BREAKING BAD MASTERLIST

please read my request info and check my bio before sending in any requests!

You were sitting on the kitchen counter waiting for the popcorn you were making to finish popping in the humming microwave. The loud bursting sound of kernels bursting open and being coated with the butter that coated the walls of the bag.

The front door opened followed by the sound of jingling keys. You watched from where you sat as Brandon took his beanie off, shaking his head to get any remaining droplets of water from the sudden rain out of his hair. His shoes were discarded with a thump beside the door.

“Jesus, like fuckin’ cats and dogs or whatever out there.” He says followed by a sigh.

His keys continuously jingled in his hand when he straightened back up and spun them on his index finger. He padded over to the entrance of the kitchen, dropping his keys on the breakfast bar.

“Hey, baby.” Brandon greeted sweetly, a soft smile playing on his lips as you dropped down from your seat on the counter.

His arms wrap completely around you, swallowing you whole in the jacket he was wearing. His cheek rests on top of your head while rocking back and forth where your feet lift a little off the ground. But not in a way that’s whipped you around, more like a comforting sway that makes you feel so loved in his embrace.

He smells faintly of cigarettes and cheap cologne he probably bought from walmart.

But it was so unbelievably and undeniably him. The warmth and passion radiates from his very being as he brings you closer and cups your cheek, bringing you in for a searingly passionate kiss, his lips soft and welcoming as they move against yours, making it feel as if the time was slowing down as he brought you impossibly closer with a gentle pull of your jaw.

One of his arms is still fully wrapped around your middle, still rocking the both of you in a gentle sway, his other hand slowly making its way to the back of your neck as the kiss deepens, his tongue swiping against your bottom lip.

It was almost impossible to describe how much love you felt for him, the closest thing you could even think of was one simple word. Ecstasy.

“I love you.” He whispered so quietly against your lips once you separated.

It was hard to hear him over the rushing sound and heart thumps in your ears. Your eyes fluttered open only to be met with the beautiful grin of the man you found yourself so unbelievably infatuated with. His blue eyes practically sparkled as they looked into yours.

“So much.” He brought you back in, his kiss a bit more searing this time.

The microwave beeps for maybe the third time, but it fell on deaf ears as you melted against him.

You feel his arm unlock from its hold around your waist, dropping down to your hand just as he pulls away from your lips. He walks backwards and pulls you towards the living room, a soft grin on his face before he turns around and guides you towards the couch.

Once there he turns back towards you and brings you in for another kiss, helping you sink slowly down to the couch until you're laying with your head against the cushion, and he’s settling between your legs. His hand comes up to take hold of the back of your neck, his thumb pushing gently against your jaw and tilting your head upwards as he trails his lips from yours to your neck.

“Fuck.” You whisper quietly when you feel him bite down just a little, surely trying to leave a few marks for him to marvel at later.

His hands were so gentle against your body as one trailed from your neck, down your chest, and stayed perched at the dip of your waist just above your hip. His other hand gripped onto your thigh, guiding your leg to bend and press against his own hip.

His hips ground just barely against your other thigh, allowing you to feel his erection that strained against the zipper of his pants. A whisper of a moan came from his lips at the miniscule amount of friction, his forehead pressing against your neck before lifting his head and looking at you.

“Brandon.” Your fingers bury themselves in his hair, bringing him in for a swift kiss and whispering “Please.” against his lips.

“I got you baby.” Brandon reassures you, cupping your cheek and bringing his lips up to kiss your forehead.

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grudgecollector · 2 years

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swelter | brandon mayhew

Pairing: Brandon “Badger” Mayhew / Reader

Request: Can u please write for badger again !! ❤️❤️ maybe one where he gets the reader a kitten or just general fluff like that 😍

Words: 1.1k

Tags/Warnings: straight up just fluff, swearing

A/N: (for anyone who doesn’t use Fahrenheit, the temperate in the fic is 36 Celsius)

The thought of this man cradling a little kitten in his arms literally warms my heart so much. thank you so much for your request.

Also I’m not even kidding I cry every time I come in contact with cats (which is not often) because I love them so much, and they always remind me of my childhood cats who I still greatly miss.

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It was currently one of the hottest days of the summer, a peak of 98 and slowly climbing as the sun continued to beat down on the asphalt streets and cracked concrete sidewalks.

The air inside your car is suffocating when you get inside, every single surface stinging your skin when you touch it. You were cautious when reaching for the seatbelt, careful not to touch the metal as you click it into place. Even the air that blasts through the vents in your car is boiling hot, making it feel like your face would melt before the air finally cools and makes your car more comfortable to sit in.

“Fuck.” You sigh, feeling your sweat soak into the back of your black work shirt making it stick to your back.

You turn up the radio a little, your thumbs tapping on the steering wheel as you drive. You were lucky to live so close to where you work, not even a twenty minute drive and you were home.

Pulling into the driveway you noticed Pete’s car was parked right behind Brandon’s, which was certainly not an unusual sight. Pete was always over at your house and vice versa with Brandon being at Pete’s, especially when you were at work and he had nothing to do.

Your brakes squealed as you parked your car, the instant you opened the door you could feel all the cool air be sucked from the inside. The heat immediately soaked back into your clothes again as you walk to the front door, spinning your lanyard around letting it wrap completely around your hand a few times.

When you step inside the house your eyes instinctively land on the empty couch, thinking you would see the both of them watching something together, but instead you hear voices come from elsewhere in the house.

“It’s so tiny, yo. Man’s, like, the size of a baseball or some shit.” You heard Pete’s voice come from the kitchen.

“I know dude, I didn’t think they got so small.” Brandon’s raspy voice answers, “Holy shit.”

You furrow your brows, laughing quietly to yourself as you toe off your shoes. You drop your lanyard on the coffee table and make your way towards their voices, feeling your heart jump when you hear a small squeaking meow.

“Uh- what was that?” You ask from the entrance to the kitchen, Brandon was standing at the sink with his back to you, the sleeves of his jacket rolled up his forearms while Pete was sitting on the counter next to him.

Pete looks up from the sink and waves at you, “Yo! Never thought you’d show.” He smiles kindly, as was Pete’s nature.

“Oh hey! Look!” Brandon says, picking something up and slowly turning around “Found this little dude outside. Look at his little face!” Brandon practically coos, holding a sopping wet black and white kitten out for you to see.

Clearly the small kitten was the runt of the litter, with how it fit so easily in Brandon’s hand, tiny meows coming from it as it struggled to look up at you. It looked young too, probably no more than two weeks old.

“Brandon what-” Your heart swelled when you were interrupted by a high pitched meow “Oh my god…”

Skinny Pete drops down from the counter handing you a bath towel and soon enough the kitten was being placed in your arms for you to dry. You gently rubbed the soft towel on its wet fur, its green eyes looking up at you as you dry its head. It made you tear up a little as you continued to stare down at the little thing.

“Where did you even find him?” You ask while carefully petting the kitten’s small head, listening to it continue to let out soft mews, most likely hungry.

“Well… After you left this morning for work I kept hearing this sound outside. Thought it might be Mrs. Mary's cats from across the street, so I totally brushed it off. But, like, an hour later I heard it again, loud as hell outside the bedroom window.”

The kitten let out a yawn as Brandon continued his explanation, making the three of you chuckle.

“It was, like, twelve or some shit when I got out of bed and went to check it out. Little guy had himself wedged up under the back porch. Probably to get out of the heat for sure ‘cause it was already starting to get hot outside by the time I got out there.”

Pete nudged a plastic shopping bag with his hand, “I went by the pet store and got some stuff.” He crosses his arms with a proud nod, “Toys and shit. No food, though, cause little homie can’t eat that yet.”

“We should probably take him to the vet and see if he has a chip, and probably get a checkup to see if he’s okay.” You suggest.

And so after a quick conversation of who was paying you were off to the vet.

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Two months later you woke up with a purring furball jumping on top of you, laying himself down on your pillow, his tail tickling against your nose as it flicked over your face. He meowed once, and you watched as he stood back up and tucked himself under Brandon’s chin, rubbing the top of his head against his jaw before meowing again.

Your boyfriend groaned quietly in his sleep, his hand moving from where it had been laying on your forearm to lazily stroke the cat’s fur.

“What is it, Data?” Brandon rasped.

“Think he’s hungry.” You answer quietly, Data meows again, pushing his head against your hand when you reach over to pet him.

“When isn’t he hungry?”

After a few minutes of laying in bed and petting the black and white furball you decided it was finally time to get up and feed him. You leaned over and kissed Brandon on the cheek before throwing the sheets off your legs and picking up your meowing trouble maker.

“G’morning.” Brandon murmurs, cracking open his eyes just a little to look up at you with a tired smile.

“Good morning.” You chuckle, “You want breakfast? Or are you gonna sleep?”

He takes a few seconds to think over your question, “Breakfast sounds good… Eggs?”

“I can make bacon too.”

“I’ll be up in a few minutes, if I can stay awake.” He answers quietly, sucking in a breath as he stretches his arms over his head.

Data meows in your arms again, making you look at him and see his big green eyes staring at you expectantly. You just shake your head and chuckle, setting him down on the floor and walking out the bedroom with him trailing close behind, meowing happily with almost every step he takes.

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grudgecollector · 2 years

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request list & writing boundaries!

If you’re seeing this in the tags this is my request list of what fandoms I currently write for and what characters. At the end of the list I’m going to put my writing boundaries AKA the things I will not write for if you request it.

My request statues will ALWAYS be displayed in my description!

If you have any questions regarding my stories, requests, personal headcanons, or anything else feel free to send an ask!

Without further ado here are the current fandoms and characters I write for:

I will take smut, angst, and fluff requests, genre indicators will be displayed in my story masterposts.

Prompt requests are also welcome!

If you want to detail your requests I’m also okay with that.

THE BATMAN

Bruce Wayne / The Batman

Edward Nashton / The Riddler

STRANGER THINGS

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley (season 4 forward)

Poly relationships

BOUNDARIES UNDER THE CUT

!!Will NOT write!! (Both NSFW and SFW)

I will never write the reader as underage or depicting them dating underage characters

Necrophilia

Incest/Grooming

Infantilization of characters (especially autistic characters)

Pedophilia, Lolicon

DDLG/B, MDLG/B, Age play

Non-con, Rape roleplay, Kidnapping, Drugging

Pet play

Cheating (If a character cheats it will NOT be the reader or the character(s) they’re being paired with)

Teacher/student, Boss/Employee relationships

Yandere, Dark “dead dove do not eat” Fics

Torture, Abuse (between reader and requested character(s))

Dumbification

More will likely be added over time.

Please respect my boundaries and don’t accuse me of ‘kink shaming’, you will be blocked. I shouldn’t have to explain why I won’t write about these things--

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