#brandon badger mayhew x reader

[grudgecollector]

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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SFW

✯ 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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[iheartnickmiller]

Badger/Brandon Mayhew x gn reader hcs!

He would genuinely be the sweetest bf ever, late night movie dates, getting high and doing stupid shit together

As you started dating he would probably introduce you to Jesse and Pete, becoming part of the friend group and fucking around with them

Badger would still probably call you dude and bro even years into the relationship

He would probably info dump about Star Trek and whatever his current interests are

mans love language is probably gift giving & physical touch, badger would prob send you a text of a rock and say it reminded him of you

Constant reminding you that he loves you man wants you to know that your loved

silly little dates at a local dinner or just going to the park

i feel like he would prob want a pet for you two to hang out with he seems like a type of person to want cats and dogs

bro would prob just like getting high and cuddling (me too)

make you watch his silly little scifi shows while cuddling on the couch<3

bro is so cutie patootie :3 thank you for reading :D



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[slamminslamminmcgill]

hiiii im high and thinking abt intox sex w/ them

i just imagine y’all are like. at jesse’s place smoking a bowl talking about dicks. yk doing bro shit

and you and jesse compare packers/straps (you are t4t) and badger’s like “WHY DO YOU GUYS HAVE SO MANY DICKS”

and then it gets gay from there idk im high

def new fic idea :3

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[noellawrites]

Out and About - Brandon "Badger" Mayhew x gn!reader

summary: just a cute date with Badger :)

"Dude, is this a dildo?" Badger asked as he picked up an expensive-looking vase.

"Put that down!" you hissed, grabbing it from his grasp and setting it back on the showroom table. The last thing you wanted was to be stuck paying for an ugly vase your boyfriend broke.

"Sorry, jeez. It would've made a cool bong."

You laugh and nudge him. "Maybe, if it wasn't three hundred dollars. Let's get outta here."

The two of you walked hand-in-hand out the door and into the dry afternoon.

"Let's go in here," Badger said, pulling you into a very touristy-looking shop decked with t-shirts about chiles and aliens.

"I'm buying this," he laughed, picking up a shirt with a giant marijuana leaf on it. His eager smile was too cute to refuse, so you accompanied him to the register.

"You want anything, babe? Maybe this guy?" he picked up a stuffed wolf and made barking noises to accompany it.

"I think I'm good. I could go for something to drink, though."

After Badger bought his shirt, you led him to another section of Old Town where Blackbird Coffee House lay nestled between some nondescript shops.

"Sweet, they have a couch! Can you get me a smoothie?" your boyfriend asked before fully laying down on the coffee shop's cushioned bench.

You laughed to yourself and headed to the front to order. You were lucky to have such a fun and hilarious boyfriend to do silly things with you and accompany you on adventures.

After placing your drinks on a nearby table, Badger held out his arms to you.

"C'mon, man! We can both fit!" he exclaimed, much to the distaste of the other customers.

"Alright, sure," you smiled, allowing your boyfriend to lift you on top of him on the couch.

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[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Tent- Jesse Pinkman

Pairing: Jesse Pinkman x Reader

Characters: Jesse Pinkman, Brandon Mayhew, Skinny Pete

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon – Could I request an imagine where the reader and Jesse Pinkman go camping with Skinny and badger and have to share a tent?

Word Count: 425

Author: Aaron

“Jesus fucking Christ!” Jesse gave up on trying to put his tent together and instead watched with stooped shoulders as the aluminium skeleton of the tent collapsed on top of the plastic shell. “This is bullshit. What the fuck am I supposed to do if I need a fucking tent and I can’t get it to stay up!?” He kicked the pile and returned to his camping chair throne.

“I don’t know, maybe if you didn’t throw the instructions away you might have figured it out.” Badger leant back and admired his fully assembled, ready for sleeping in tent.

“Shut up. Yours was easy, you just had to unzip yours and it popped open. I’m sorry I didn’t buy a tent for a fucking child.” Badger grinned to himself, adjusted his well-worn beanie and took a long drag of his freshly rolled cigarette.

“I managed to get mine up, I brought exactly the same one as you did.” Skinny leant back in his chair and wrapped his hands around the back of his head.

“To be fair Jesse, mine’s just a different colour. I think you’re just fucking stupid.”

“Ah ha… very funny. If you’re so smart where’s your instructions?” You and Skinny shrugged, you were pretty sure they had made there way onto the campfire a good while ago. “Great, so what am I supposed to do? Sleep outside and get attacked by some crackhead bear or something. Did anybody even bring bear repellent?” He looked around, waiting for somebody to pipe up with something. “Great, so I guess I might as well cover myself in steak sauce and just wait.”

“Nah man, you can’t do that.” Badger smirked.

“Yeah… why not.”

“I forgot to bring the steak sauce.” Jesse’s eyes rolled deeply into his head, he brought his foot swiftly and heavily onto the discarded pile of shelter and kicked it with great hatred.

“Badger and Skinny, you’ll both just have to share a tent.”

“No way mans.” Skinny basked in the sun. “I know you’re going to want my tent and I’m not cramming with Badger in that fucking toddler’s tent. Why don’t you and y/n share?”

“Well it’s either that or get eaten by a bear.” You taunted. “Look it’s me or Badger and I’ve shared a room with him enough to know that after a few beers he has some fucking powerful sleep farts. I’ve experienced them on a sofa, I wouldn’t want that on an airbed.

“Fine, Jesus. I get the bed though, you can sleep on the floor.”

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[slamminslamminmcgill]

hello!

i was wondering if you could write something for badger x GN!reader where the reader is a squirter?

i gotchuuu mwah mwah. i wrote gender neutral reader but i think badger would call everyone bro/dude/man etc. so i hope thats ok anatomical terms: pussy

"Oh, God, so good. So good." Badger groaned. "Shit, dude, how are you so wet?! It's fuckin' insane!"

That made you snort with laughter and involuntarily clench around his cock. He hissed and arched his back up into you. From his perspective, the view was amazing. You had your hands splayed on his chest, using it as leverage to bounce up and down on him. He had both hands on your hips, pulling you down so he could reach even deeper. You swiveled your hips back and forth, letting him feel every inch of you. You were just too fucking good.

He knew he couldn't hold on much longer, but he didn't want to give in. Not without taking care of you first. He could not be the one to tap out. "F-Fuck, man... hold on just a sec... lemme..." He took one of his hands off your hips and brought them in between your legs, getting you off with his fingers as you rode him.

That did the trick. You gasped, and your mechanical rhythm started to slip. You began to collapse in on yourself, twitching and convulsing under his touch, leaking out even more. You cried out, "Fuck, Badger, just like that! Fuck! God, I can't! I-Oh! Fuck! Badger!"

You felt the tidal wave crash. Literally. What came out of you sure fucking felt like a wave crashing. Your orgasm splashed onto Badger's chest and seeped into the bedsheets below. He froze, and he hadn't moved at all by the time you came down from your peak. When you realized he wasn't saying or doing anything, you gasped and clammed up too, worried that you just traumatized him somehow. You stared at each other in silence for a second, eyes bugging out of your heads, and then...

...he burst out laughing.

"Holy shit! No fucking way!" Badger laughed hysterically, his cock throbbing inside you, panting to try to catch his breath, "Oh, god, that was... shit, man! Splash zone, am I right? How the fuck do you even do that?!"

You started laughing too, and you were about to answer him, but he cut you off with a hard thrust upwards.

"C'mon, yo, do it again!"

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[slamminslamminmcgill]

yOur fics are my bread and butter

idk if ur requests are open but ill leave this here cz i am starveing for Badger content

Could u do anything NSFW Badger x ftm reader please 😭

i gotchuuu mwah mwah

anatomical terms: pussy, chest/boobs

i'd imagine he's at least somewhat familiar with trans guys bc he's known jesse for so long, but he's still clueless in some aspects.

you guys are chilling on the couch when you come out to him. he's cool and it seems like he gets it, so that's a weight off your shoulders. but he manages to fumble it with his next sentence.

"so like... that means you have a pussy, right?"

you snort and laugh at the absurdity of his question. meanwhile he gets all flustered and his face turns bright red because oh no, was that too much? was he not supposed to ask that? oh shit, you probably think he's a weirdo now.

but you don't. in fact, you think he's cute.

you smirk and lean over to caress his face. "wanna see for yourself?"

his jaw drops; he swallows whatever words he was going to choke out and just nods.

you get up from the couch, take your pants off, and crawl into his lap. he's staring. his dick is hard and it's poking your ass. he can't help it. from the moment you said anything about it, it's all he could imagine. you grab his wrist and bring it up to you, and once he touches it you swear you can see his brain completely bluescreen.

you stroke his cheek and make him look up at you, "does that answer your question?"

again, he nods, and now his eyes trail down to your chest. that's the next thing, isn't it? that's what's left to find out? he's sweating bullets and trying to think of the best way to phrase this.

"so, uh... did you... did you get the chop? y'know, like, " he gulps and points a shaky finger at your chest. "there?"

again, you just grab his other hand, guide it under your shirt, and let him find out for himself. depending on what you've had done, he's either palming your flat chest or squeezing one of your boobs. in any case, he's in heaven.

oh btw he's packing jsyk 😌

i see him as a service top, personally. i don't think he's the type to be really aggressive or rough with you. he's more of a gentle giant and he touches you like he's scared he's gonna break you.

lots of praise mixed with average white boy things like "dude", "bro", "holy shit, man"

ride him. do it. by FAR his favorite position. he loves watching you take what you want; loves the way you look down at him; loves grabbing your ass or your hips and fucking up into you, he just loves it 🥺🥺🥺

intox is a given. if you two are having a smoke sesh, it will probably end with you two jerking each other off.

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[grudgecollector]

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]

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. 

REQUEST INFO | MY BREAKING BAD MASTERLIST

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

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.

—

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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[slamminslamminmcgill]

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Slip of the Tongue

Watersports Sub Jimmy

Buttslut Jimmy McGill

Lunch Break

NSFW Alphabet

Saul + Lalo teaching Reader to suck dick

More Piss Kink

Did I stutter?

VCH Piercing

Mike watching Reader/Jimmy in the parking garage

Chaser Jimmy being gross

Chicanerous

First Time for Everything

Rimmy McGill

Gustavo “Gus” Fring

Meeting GenderNeutral!Reader (SFW)

Brat Taming

Tug of War (Lalo x Reader x Gus)

Obedience Training

Box Cutter

Dubcon/Intox/Degradation

Jesse Pinkman

Psychedelic

Orgasm Denial/Wetting

Misery Loves Company

Are We There Yet? (Jesse x Reader x Mike)

Tuco Salamanca

General HCs

Tuco x Younger Feminine Boyfriend

Brandon "Badger" Mayhew

FTM!Reader

Splash Zone

Howard Hamlin

Take Control

Lalo x Reader x Howard

Breeding Kink

Kim Wexler

Mommy Kink

Nacho Varga

Bear Witness (Lalo x Reader x Nacho) 2

General HCs

Nacho's Childhood (SFW)

Mike Ehrmantraut

Rise and Shine

Are We There Yet? (Jesse x Reader x Mike)

Mike watching Reader/Jimmy in the parking garage

Sit Still

Joel Miller (TLOU)

Front

Upstairs Neighbor

Joel Miller x FTM!Reader

Breeding/Anal

Butt Stuff

Burning Rage

Breeding Kink

Talking you through anal

Old Man Dick

#masterlist

[noellawrites]

Rehab - Brandon "Badger" Mayhew x reader

The church basement was dimly lit and smelled like old people. Junkies couldn’t be choosers, though, as this was the only NA meeting that didn’t coincide with your work schedule. But of course it had to be midnight on a Wednesday.

You took your seat silently after grabbing a donut and some water. You weren’t here to socialize, which appeared to be the case for some. You had no interest in making friends, only completing the mandatory hours for your parole.

When the group leader called everyone to take a seat, you accidentally met eyes with a tall, rough-looking but attractive man. He grinned at you and strode over to take the seat beside you.

“Hey uh, is this seat taken?” he asked in a raspy voice, pointing to the seat.

“Nope, it’s all yours,” you found yourself saying to your own surprise.

He began to ask simple questions, to which you gave simple answers. You turned the tables on him, though, and at the break you asked him what brought him here.

“If I tell you, do you promise not to rat me out?”

“I guess,” you shrugged.

“My friend brought me here to sell drugs to people,” he whispered, leaning closer to you.

You could almost feel his hot breath on your cheek, and his clothed shoulder brushed yours.

"That's why you were bringing up that stupid blue crystal? Are you kidding me? I mean, these people literally come here to stay sober and shit and you just march in and try to sell—"

"Stop, okay? I'm sorry, I-I won't do it then,"

"If I see you trying to sell here again, I'll report you and then burn your house down," you seethed.

"Can I, like, take you out for drinks after this to apologize?" Badger asked you, a remorseful expression evident on his face.

You laughed, "Actually, I'm also a recovering alcoholic, but we can get milkshakes at that diner on Central."

"Shit, I'm such an idiot, sorry. Yeah, uh milkshakes sound good," Badger said, his expression causing you to laugh again.

"It's a date, then."

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