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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
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"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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grudgecollector · 2 years
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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 💖
Being in a relationship with Brandon "Badger" Mayhew 
Tags/Warnings: mentions of drugs, fluff, nsfw under the cut
REQUEST INFO | MY BREAKING BAD MASTERLIST
please read my request info and check my bio before sending in any requests!
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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. 
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✯ 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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noellawrites · 11 months
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Out and About - Brandon "Badger" Mayhew x gn!reader
summary: just a cute date with Badger :)
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"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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Tent- Jesse Pinkman
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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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ericbrandonrp · 3 years
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“Trust me, sir, Eric can be a valuable asset to the team. He has intel upon intel to give,” explained Richard as Doyle eyed the odd pair skeptically. “Tha’ and Eric and I work well together. Point is, if ye’ wanna hire me, you’ll have to hire him too, sir.”
Doyle leaned back in his seat. A beat passed, as if he were pondering on everything the two had said. “We don’t hire thieves, though,” he rasped. “I’m not sure how they do it over there in England, but here in America coppers don’t work with criminals. I’m sorry, son, but that’s just the way things are here. Besides, we have enough criminal activity as it is. Can you imagine what the press would do if they knew we hired a thief? They’d have a field day, is what!”
“B-... but, sir, tha’ was years ago. People can change.”
“Listen, kid,” Doyle’s voice softened now, “I appreciate what you’re trying to do. I have no doubt Mr. Brandon is just as capable as any of my men,” he motioned to Eric,” but we just can’t chance it. Now, you two are obviously close—even if I can’t imagine how a copper and a thief managed to even begin working together— but some advice, friendships don’t do well in this line of business. If you decide to join us, Mr. Mayhew, you’ll be granted actually experienced partners who’ve been doing this job since they were in the womb, so to speak.”
Letting out a quiet sight Richard stood tall, quiet disappointment filling his face now. “... Then I’m sorry, sir. I cant take the job. It’s Eric and I, or I walk. I’m sorry.”
Mayhew was just as stubborn as they described him to be. Good. You needed somebody hard headed in this crime fuelled world. “I’m sorry to hear that as well, Mr. Mayhew. Such a shame cause I could really see you fitting into a place like this. Hell, I even had a bet that you’d climb through the ranks in less than a year.— Well before you and Brandon leave, just know that I’m not giving up. You have potential, Mayhew. Potential that a small pond like London would suffocate outta’ you. I’m afraid if you stay there you’re going to squander all you’ve got and eventually hit a wall. Believe me,” muttered Doyle. “Anyways, good day, gentlemen; and, Mayhew, my door is still always open.” Richard offered Doyle a stiff nod before making his way out of the building, something of an empty cavity hollowing in his chest.
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So this was it. It had long been decided that he wouldn’t stay in America with Richard. He had said so from the very beginning, and yet he had let his friend convince him that he should stop doubting everything. Now he had the outcome: wasted money, wasted time, and wasted hope. Not even Richard’s attempt to convince Doyle to at least let Eric try to work for them helped in any way. The other man had already made his decision and was not going to change it.
The former thief’s gaze shifted over to Richard, then without a word, Eric turned around and left the office. There had been plenty of disappointments in his life already, but this recent one was particularly painful. It only proved that his father had been right all along: he would never make it in life.
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He was walking beside Richard in silence for a long time, and only spoke once they had left the police building far behind them. “Ye feckin’ knew it,” Eric hissed. “Ye knew there’s never ben a chance for me ta work here’s well! Wha’ – wanted ta show me how feckin’ good ye’re gonna have it here??” He turned to face Richard, his features darkened. “Show the feckin’ Oirish eejit wha’s he’s never gonna have!”
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Pretend Meghan stylist Fashion Challenge!
Day 3 - Style a piece from her wardrobe, three different ways. I picked her Carolina Herrera Denim dress.
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Outfit #1 is the dressed paired with The Row's cardigan, Jimmy Choo's flats, Missoma's May necklace and rings from her own jewelry box. For I don't know a visit to Mayhew or an engagement with children and Archie.
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Outfit #2 is the dressed styled With Malone Souliers heels, bag from her own collection, Suzanne Kalan earrings, Anita Ko bracelet and Ileana Makri ring. For an International Women's Day panel.
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And outfit #3 - Just imagine the blazer the same colour as the shoes k? With shoes and earrings from her own wardrobe, paired with a Brandon Maxwell blazer, MarrowFine ring and Larkspur&Hawk necklace. For a day with the SmartWorks team, meeting and then styling or something.
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rosecorcoranwrites · 5 years
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Fantasy Reading List
For the upcoming Summer Reading Challenge season, my library asked its staff to come up with themed/genre reading lists of 15 books each. I made nine of ‘em, so I thought I’d go ahead and share them here (one per week :3). All synopses are taken from either our catalog, Novelist.com, or my own fevered imagination.
The Last Unicorn by Peter S. Beagle
The last unicorn in the world learns that her kindred were driven away by a huge Red Bull, so she goes on a journey to discover what became of them, encountering wizards, harpies, and bandits along the way.
The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson
The Way of Kings introduces the world of Roshar through the experiences of a war-weary royal compelled by visions, a highborn youth condemned to military slavery and a woman who would save her impoverished house.
The Gunslinger by Stephen King
Roland of Gilead, the last gunslinger, pursues the man in black through a desolate world which frighteningly mirrors our own, encounters an alluring woman named Alice, and begins a friendship with the boy from New York called Jake.
The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien
Bilbo Baggins, a respectable, well-to-do hobbit, lives comfortably in his hobbit-hole until the day the wandering wizard Gandalf chooses him to take part in an adventure from which he may never return.
Fortress in the Eye of Time by C.J. Cherryh
Chronicles the story of an ambitious wizard who, in his fortress in the ancient forest, creates a young warrior and sends him to the new kingdom to renew a long-forgotten war.
Dragonworld by Byron Preiss
Sent into exile after young Johan is killed flying the Wing he invented, Amsel wanders through the mysterious land of Simbala seeking to understand the child's death. This is the tale of the twilight of the dragons, of two nations plunged into war by a tragic misunderstanding, of a shy dreamer's incredible voyage of peace to a long-forgotten land where nightmares are born.
Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman
Richard Mayhew's life is forever changed after he rescues a young girl named Door and finds himself living in a city of monsters, saints, murderers, and angels, and he must help Door on her mission to save this strange underworld kingdom from destruction.
A Wizard of Earthsea by Ursula K. Le Guin
A boy grows to manhood while attempting to subdue the evil he unleashed on the world as an apprentice to the master wizard.
The Princess Bride: S. Morgenstern's Classic Tale of True Love and High Adventure by William Goldman
Rich in character and satire, the novel is framed cleverly as an "abridged" retelling of a centuries-old tale of love between a princess and a farm-boy set in the fabled country of Florin that's home to "Beasts of all natures and descriptions. Pain. Death. Brave men. Coward men. Strongest men. Chases. Escapes. Lies. Truths. Passions.”
The Once and Future King by T.H. White
King Arthur, Lancelot, Queen Guinevere, Merlyn, Sir Galahad and the whole gang from the the Round Table in one of the definitive takes on Camelot.
The Color of Magic: A Discworld Novel by Terry Pratchett
A slightly disorganized and somewhat naive interplanetary tourist named Twoflower joins up with a bumbling wizard and embarks on a chaotic voyage through a world filled with monsters and dragons, heroes and knaves.
The Sword of Shannara by Terry Brooks
Half-elfin Shea Ohmsford, last of an ancient bloodline, must wield a legendary sword to defeat a powerful Warlock Lord.
A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness
Discovering a magical manuscript in Oxford's library, scholar Diana Bishop, a descendant of witches who has rejected her heritage, inadvertently unleashes a fantastical underworld of daemons, witches, and vampires whose activities center around an enchanted treasure.
Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury
A mysterious carnival of comes to sleepy Green Town, Illinois, seeking souls to lead astray. The only thing standing in the way of these supernatural circus freaks is two young boys and one old man.
Storm Front by Jim Butcher
Meet Harry Dresden, a Chicago-based private investigator who also happens to be the only person listed under "Wizards" in the phone book. A frequent consultant for the police on paranormal crimes, Harry is called in to investigate when two mutilated corpses are discovered in a hotel room.
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OK, then! Richard Mayhew — Matt Bellamy (circa Black Holes and Revelations). Door — Taylor Momsen. Jessica Bartram — Kate Hudson. Mr. Croup — Ralph Fiennes. Mr. Vandemar — Dave Bautista. The Marquis de Carabas — Travis McCoy. Old Bailey — Alan Arkin. Lord Portico — Daniel Craig. Varney — Robert Maillet. Hunter — Naomie Harris. Islington — Carey Mulligan. The Earl of Earl’s Court — Stephen Fry. The Abbot — Morgan Freeman. Dunnikin — Brandon Boyd (of Incubus). Lamia — Laysla de Oliveira.
I don’t recognize some of the names but I do know most of them and it literally sounds like it would be a phenomenal movie cast! Nice imagination darling! And I can so see especially Taylor Momsen act out a part like this! I miss her acting days! I’m checking out this book soon my love I added it to my reading list! 🖤
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jamiekturner · 7 years
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Creative Graphic Resume Designs – 52 Examples
When you’re a graphic designer, promoting your service depends solely on your effort and creativity.
Branding and marketing what you do in a professional way can reach the career heights you aspire for, be it an Art Director of an in-house company or the owner of lucrative design business.
Graphic design resumes are more complicated to make than regular ones, because employers use them to glance at your previous work.
This is why web designers are always looking to build the most captivating and beautiful resume to display to clients. Resume designs exhibit both your talents and the nature of what you do, and help you build a brand even when working independently. As simple as that – resumes make you unique.
To create the best resume design means to establish an identity out of scratch, and emphasize the breadth of skills and abilities that make you perfect for a job.
Modern resume designs are, in fact, a product of a lasting research of creative resume examples to find the ones that underline the advantages of designers. Treat the resume as you treat yourself before going to an interview – polish it, present it, and let it speak for you.
Read on our collection of resume design ideas and tips, and remember those you believe could help you create well designed resumes. Most of all, pay attention to curriculum vitae design that lets you focus on important information, and create the visual order you need.
Good resume design begins with contact information
It is imperative to write your contact details first, including names, phone numbers, valid emails and relevant URLs (to your website or online portfolio).
Most graphic designer resumes also include social media links, or indicate which live chat portals they’re using for easier contact.
Make it brief and clear
We all have an array of personal and professional achievements we would like to share with our employers, but that doesn’t mean we should include all of them on a single piece of paper.
Cool resume designs include only what is important, and help recruiters devote time to other resumes as well. If they come across a dense or endless resume, the impression it will make is not exactly positive.
Creative resume design works like a snapshot – it tells viewers a vivid and detailed story without paying attention to detail, and that’s exactly what awesome resumes are supposed to do.
If possible, structure all information on a single page (or two tops), unless the employer requires something different.
Make it personal
Where would you speak of who you genuinely are if not in your resume?
Both employers and clients want to meet you personally and professionally, so make sure you reveal the details they need to confirm you belong to their culture.
Obviously, this process is not risk-free. It may happen you don’t meet their criteria for an ideal employee, but that’s only one of the many shots you’ll have in future.
What is better is that a strategy like this will help you discover people you genuinely can work with, as it is always smarter to be rejected for what you are than be accepted for what someone thinks of you.
Although personalized, a good resume should also be professional enough to convince recruiters that your style matches their brand. What you’re doing here is selling skills just as you would sell products, so discover strategies that work, and put them in the front plan
Share what you’ve done
The lengthiest and most detailed part of each resume is work experience, where you need to showcase samples and discuss experiences with previous clients.
Instead of simply bundling tasks you caught by here and there, make a neat list that speaks of all that effort you invested.
Remember: mentioning you helped or assisted a designer is not going to leave recruiters jaw-dropped, but explaining exactly how you contributed a print business drive up conversions will certainly push a button. In the ideal scenario, you will back up this information with numbers and statistics, and there’s no employer who won’t be impressed by it.
The importance of your layer structure
A successful resume doesn’t own that success only to content, but also the way that content has been exhibited and organized. Therefore, plan the layout in advance, and leave no room for confusion.
What we have in mind here is editing content down to one page, and dividing it in easily digestible chunk that won’t bore readers. Put yourself in the recruiter’s position – which is the type of resumes you’d like to look at? Is it the organized one, or the one that explains an internship on three pages?
Adopt a grid layer structure including rows and columns, and even add customizable visual dividers to let the reader know what each section is about.
This way, you will also allow recruiting teams exchange your information, and make a common decision. Write in a reader-friendly yet professional manner, and let them know you indeed believe you’re perfect for the position.
Choose colors well
Graphic designers tend to get over-creative and all personal about their resumes.
This often affects their color choices, which as emotional and effective as they seem, don’t have the same effect on every person coming across them.
There is a lot to learn from color psychology on how recruiters perceive different color schemes, as for example the fact that blue is calm and stable, and automatically puts them on top of the list.
This, however, doesn’t mean you should exaggerate with shades, as this makes your CV look less professional. As we already mentioned, you’re building yourself a brand, and brands don’t use that many colors to make an impression.
Another complication you’d impose yourself with this scheme is limited printing (check PMS and CMYK), and the senseless look your resume would have when printed black and white.
Make use of whitespace
What recruiters also like about professional resumes is the ample use of whitespace, which also applies to cover letters and other application documents.
Why is whitespace so important? It is because they allow the reader to scan for information immediately, and find the key points right away.
This is your guarantee that no important information will be missed, so use paragraphs to break up your data. With a single wall of text, the recruiter won’t have a clue of what is genuinely important about you.
Bring creativity and professionalism together
More than anything else make sure professionalism and creativity is well balanced on the document. Posters and flyers, for instance, may benefit from completely casual and artistic details, but that’s not the case with resumes.
In order to understand this, think of how the employer would judge your personality and skills based on what you’ve showcased in the resume. First impressions are very important, and the better they are, the more likely you will be to get an interview date.
Speaking of sophisticated resumes, choose an easily legible yet elegant type set, as novelty fonts, uncommon color combinations and sudden gradients reject the eye right away. Sneak creativity here and there, letting the employer see that you know how to experiment, but wouldn’t do unless asked to.
There is no such thing as final resume
Now that we’ve put all things into perspective and empowered you to apply for the hob of your dream, it would be normal for you to roll sleeves up, and work on the completion of your CV. But is such thing actually possible?
With time, there will always be something to edit, add, or remove from the resume, so make sure you keep it fresh for sudden opportunities. This is your key to success in competitive industries where most jobs are assigned on the basis of impressions.
If you’re satisfied with it, don’t change the layout or the color. Rather, add a page as your career is developing, so that all important accomplishments are there.
If you are creative and have enough time, on the other hand, you can always update the design to consider all details. It may take a while,  but it will certainly impress recruiters and potential employers.
Resume design inspiration
Having a creative resume design as a designer of any sort is a must.
As well as your portfolio, it shows that you are creative, full of wonderful ideas and equipped with a ton of imagination.
While these graphic design resumes won’t work for a lawyer, an economist or anything in that job spectrum, for designers they are ideal.
In this article there are over 50 examples of creative curriculum vitae for inspiration from graphic designers created in Photoshop or Illustrator, but the idea can be adapted to various types of designers.
For example, a web designer can create his CV with the help of CSS, HTML and some jQuery to make it dynamic and attractive, whereas a graphic designer could use… well, a graphic design resume.
Errol Veloso Sid Santos Soy Han Riccardo Sabatini Michael Anderson Jeremey Fleischer Gloria Edith Escalera Manzano Gary Corr Mohammed Mahgoub Liagi Ann Jezreel Mohd Almousa Brandon Derck Ermin Jay Fermin Ven Klement Francis Homo Shanning Wan Adam Balazy Sujoy.J Stuart Mayhew Chuck D Lay Loyez Geoffrey Maria Rybak Eva Markova Shahien-Gabriel Prince Thanan Imran Marissa Louie Mayra Ornelas Gabriel Ghnassia Deborah Green
Alexis Petitprez
Ong Xi Ru Joe Kelso Ariane Denise Lunod Anggi W. Bawono Magdalena Cyrczak Steven Duncan Michael Ptak Eiric Shriner Muhammad Rashid Ali Suhib Mohammed Niel Bhalshankar Robert K Blankenship Mohd Syukri Ryan Green
from Web Development & Designing http://www.designyourway.net/blog/inspiration/creative-graphic-resume-designs-which-will-amaze-you-53-examples/
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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
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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 · 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......
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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.
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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hiiii im high and thinking abt intox sex w/ them
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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 · 3 years
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Rehab - Brandon "Badger" Mayhew x reader
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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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