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genocidehim · 10 months

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I can't choose who I want to see this prompt written for, so you can choose (or maybe do all of them idk 😳)

reader asks Tuco/Lalo/Nacho if she can watch him jerk off (don't ask I just have a problem) and he agrees. nsfw ensues

notes: render is female, lewd, male masturbation. words: 559 - 602 - 353

⸻Tuco

Definitely, Tuco was surprised by your request.

Maybe he had a wrong image of you, but that didn't bother him, on the contrary, your boldness truly hardened him with just the question.

Tuco wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer, planting a soft kiss on your forehead as he arrived home and found you awake. He seemed still a bit animated from the kitchen, you knew it by how dilated his pupils were and his breathing faster than usual. That was when your question snapped him out of his trance.

"I was wondering if you'd like… Well… If you want to masturbate while I watch…"

Tuco smiled mischievously, his eyes lit up with a mixture of excitement and lust. He had always enjoyed exploring your desires together, pushing the boundaries to create an exhilarating experience. "Mmm… You know how to tempt me, my love" he responded in a low, seductive voice. "The idea of you watching me pleasure myself… excites me."

He grinned wickedly, his eyes gleaming with anticipation of revealing his most intimate desires. He loved embracing your fantasies and sharing them with him, and he was eager to take a raw glimpse into your thoughts.

"All right, my love," he purred, his voice low and seductive. "I'll show you exactly what goes through my mind when I indulge myself."

He reclined on the couch, slightly parting his legs as his hand began to travel toward the bulge in his pants. With deliberate slowness, he unbuttoned and slowly lowered the zipper, revealing glimpses of the hardened length beneath.

As he freed himself from confinement, he looked deeply into your eyes with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. The confident way he exposed himself to you was exhilarating. Quickly, he wasted no time in licking his own palm to lubricate it, taking hold of the base of his hardened and almost pulsating member. Under your critical gaze, everything felt much more pleasurable. Tuco didn't take long to move his hand up and down, just the way he liked it: fast and rough, as if trying to quickly release himself, seeking pleasure as fast as possible. His grunts were low and guttural, usually Tuco didn't hold back his excitement and was as loud as he was vulgar.

"You're enjoying watching me like this, aren't you?" he grunted as his hand moved forcefully over his cock, his hips reacting to the stimulation and moving against his hand. "You're a dirty girl, asking me to masturbate in front of you."

The room filled with moans mixing with the erotic sound of his masturbation, his pleasure intertwining with yours even though you weren't physically involved, and that only fueled Tuco's desires even more; a twisted dance of power and submission that you managed to exert over him. Tuco continued to pleasure himself, surrendering to the fantasies swirling in his mind, each stroke bringing him closer to the edge.

"Do you like hearing this?" he groaned through clenched teeth, his eyes fixed on you as desire consumed him, and when he noticed his member trembling, he knew he was about to release the thick load of semen that spilled freely into his hand and onto his pants. Despite being tired from the effort he exerted, his erection remained, and a malicious smile flooded his face as he watched you.

⸻Lalo

Lalo's eyes sparkled with a mixture of surprise and intrigue when you confessed your desire. A mischievous smile tugged at his lips, his mind already spinning with possibilities. "Mmm… Do you want to watch me pleasure myself, my little love?" he purred, leaning closer to whisper in your ear. "You know how to tempt me…"

He gently lifted your chin and looked into your eyes. His voice dropped to a husky whisper full of promise. "I would be more than happy to grant your wish." He punctuated his words with a soft nibble on his lower lip before pulling back slightly, giving you the opportunity to express any preferences or instructions you might have at the moment.

"Tell me… How would you like it, standing up? Lying down and stretched out? Or maybe in front of a mirror so you can see all the angles?" The possibilities seemed endless in Lalo's mind as he waited for more guidance from you.

"I think I just want to see you pleasuring yourself. Like you would any day. I want you to tell me what you think about when you masturbate."

Lalo smiled, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of mischief and desire. His hand moved to gently caress your thigh as he leaned closer again, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Mmm… Do you want to know what goes through my mind when I pleasure myself? How deliciously naughty."

He shifted in his chair, settling slightly as he took a more comfortable position. Her gaze riveted on you, her low, seductive voice sounded like music to your ears. "When I touch myself, my thoughts often drift to you, my love... Imagining your soft lips on mine, your hands exploring every inch of my body." He paused for effect, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

He unbuckled his belt as he kept his dark gaze on you, you could tell how his cock was begging to be released from his blue jeans, as his erection popped and showed as hard as it was, he reached up to you and extended his hand towards your face

"Do me the honor, little love…" his mischievous smile remained on his face, his mustache curved in such a way that he looked as attractive as he had ever looked before.

Without hesitation, you helped him lubricate his hand so he could work better, licking his salty palm as you lingered on his fingers, increasing his arousal

"I'm also thinking of taking control... Domination…" His voice took on a darker tone as he continued, bringing his hand lubricated with your saliva and massaging the tip of his aching cock with need "I imagine tying your hands and teasing you relentlessly until you beg me to release you..." A glint of dominance danced in his eyes as he described the scenario, as shameless as he could only be.

His hand moved slowly and precisely, just as he was fascinated by it, you could feel how his grip was hard and firm, almost as if he wanted to feel as much pressure as possible "I imagine your pretty little pussy squeezing me… Your sweet little mouth taking all of my cock…. How hot you feel around me."

Lalo normally didn't usually masturbate and ejaculate instantly, not when he was so imaginative and preferred to think of erotic scenarios while pleasuring himself, but under your hungry gaze and the thrill of the moment, it didn't take him long to release several whitish spurts that spread all over his shirt and hand. Panting due to his intense climax so sudden but powerful.

⸻Nacho

Nacho felt a surge of surprise at your request, but he kept his cool. He understood that intimacy could take different forms for different partners and was willing to explore new experiences with you. "If that's something you're interested in, mi amor…" he replied softly, his voice tinged with curiosity and desire. "I'm open to trying it. Watching you watch me pleasure myself… Mmm."

He leaned closer, placing a soft kiss on the corner of your lips "Tell me exactly how you would like me to do this for you? Should I undress slowly? Or should I start touching myself right away?"

"I think I just want to see you giving yourself pleasure… Like you would any day…"

Ignacio placed one of his hands on her thigh as his other hand slid down to her groin area. With deliberate slowness, he began stroking himself through his pants, rubbing the bulge that had formed there.

A soft moan escaped Nacho's lips as he leaned back in the chair, letting himself be carried away by the pleasure. "Normally, I don't usually do this... Not when I can have you at any time…" he confessed breathlessly. "But when I do, I think of your soft touch…. Your eager mouth…"

His movements became more pronounced as he continued to stroke himself through the fabric, each movement accompanied by shudders of pleasure coursing through his body.

"Do you like seeing me like this? Seeing how you affect me?" he asked, his voice laced with desire and a hint of vulnerability. "Tell me… What does it do to you?"

"It's amazing… Listening to your fantasies…" Your deep voice managed to increase the excitement inside his pants "Do you think about how tight I am around you?"

Nacho grunts and has to unbutton his pants apt to free his aching cock, massaging it without lubrication as he takes advantage of your voice to feed his fantasies "All the time… I do it all the fucking time…"

But masturbation wasn't something that satisfied Nacho, he needed more and almost watched you with pleading eyes as he begged "Please… Help me here…"

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mrzombielover · 2 months

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Hi could you please write some relationship headcanons for Tuco Salamanca? Both sfw and nsfw please :)

ohmy goshh anon u are wild for this tuco scaresssss me 😭

NSFW warning, toxic relationships, lotta drug use, canon typical violence (it’s tuco what do we expect)

SFW

When Tuco likes someone, he is all in. He is so obsessive and expects you to be 10000% loyal and devoted to him

He’s impulsive and spontaneous, will randomly insist on taking you on drives/trips at 3AM, especially when he’s high

fantasizes about taking you away to live on a ranch in mexico. if you don’t speak spanish, you’ll learn, no worries

reallyyyy wants a family. would go feral if he saw you interacting with his family- taking care of his grandparents, playing with his younger nieces/nephews- it makes him weak in the knees

likes to keep his work and domestic life separate. goes to great lengths to hide the ugly side of his work with you

of course, you know, but you’ll never have to see or meet anyone from his work if he can help it. you’ll never have to clean blood from his shirt or a carpet, he’ll take care of it.

fantasizes about protecting you 24/7. sleeps with a gun on the beside table just in case- and he’s never had to use it, but if it ever does he’s so prepared.

he knows the world is full of men who’d hurt you. who’d harass you, traffic you, drug you. he imagines himself taking care of it. shooting, strangling, breaking the bones of any scumbags who’d come near you.

on that note he is extremely jealous and possessive!!!

and you know he’s not all talk, either. would prefer if you didn’t witness it, but he’d happily violently take care of any guy who made you even remotely uncomfortable

has some lowkey stalker tendencies. not that he doesn’t trust you, just that he knows that being with him puts a target on your head. likes to tail you, it’s his idea of keeping you safe from a distance. plus, it’s kind of nice to see you naturally, whether you’re shopping or getting food or running- you just look so cute

has a surprising sweet side. yeah, he’ll manipulate and guilt trip and snap at you sometimes, but you gotta know he doesn’t mean it. when he wants to, he can totally spoil you. loves to throw his money at you, and see the look on your face when he buys you something you’ve really been wanting.

likes when you have to rely on him. it’s a bit twisted, but if you’re really drunk or high, or sick and weak, he’s happy to take care of you.

“aww, shh, chiquitita, it’s okay, i’ll take care of you, don’t worry your pretty head about it,”

NSFW

Insanely high sex drive. you can barely keep up! his hands are on you every chance he gets

loooooves high sex. would much prefer if you use, too, but it’s not vital. when he’s already on cloud fucking 9, adrenaline coursing through his veins, all he wants is you. to inhale your intoxicating scent as he pounds into you from behind.

so into rough sex. of course, he would never hurt you! but takes pride in the deep bruises left by his hands, the hickeys on your neck, bite marks on your collarbones, etc

could never be submissive i think. but he enjoys a struggle for power, he likes someone that can throw his energy back in his face, it keeps it interesting

remember when i said he really wants a family?? you guessed it he has a humongous breeding kink! doesn’t like cumming anywhere except inside you. then he pats your head and kisses your forehead and tells you you’ll be a wonderful parent

likes body worship, both ways. he knows he’s not going to heaven, but seeing you on your knees, begging for him comes pretty close. he always returns the favor, of course, his abuela taught him to be a gentleman

also very into overstimulation. partly stems from his insanely high sex drive. he just loves making you come completely undone for him, until your brain doesn’t work anymore and your legs are jello and you’re crying. he’ll lick your tears off your cheeks and tell you “just one more, i know you can do it,”

gives surpassingly good aftercare if he has the time. unless he had to make do with a quickie, sex with him lasts a looong time, and you’re both completely spent by the end. he likes to take baths after, he’ll massage your sore skin and tells you what a good job you did for him and how sweet you are

has this ultimate fantasy of fucking you while covered in the blood and brains of some inferior asshole who tried to hurt you in some way. he’ll show you how safe you are with him

#tuco salamanca x reader #am i a tuco fucker now?#anon you might’ve converted me #you know i love fucked up men #!not sfw #!my stuff #tw unhealthy relationship #breaking bad x reader #better call saul x reader #tuco salamanca

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timberoon · 3 months

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Tuco Salamanca X Y/n

'BELIEVE ME PLEASE'

THIS STORY WILL INCLUDE THE FOLLOWING:

- may not follow the plot of brb/bcs

- nsfw/fluff

- violence

- (fem reader)

"Don't read if your a sensitive fuck"

Enjoy 😋

Y/n works for in management account job downtown Albuquerque, how she made her connections with the cartel and became a 'friend of the cartel' is a blessing in disguise..?

Domingo Gallardo Molina known as 'Krazy8' The biggest mistake you ever made of dating such a coward like him...Making you a hostage of the Cartel.

Part 1 (support for more!) ❤️

Domingo was a addict but you thought maybe he could change his addictions.You always told him to quit. But you also knew being with this kind of person would backfire quickly but you also felt guilty and responsible because he had no escape from his addiction and affairs with the drugs/drug dealing business. This would lead y/n and Domingo to break up sooner or later..

y/n seeing her friends photos she posted later night seeing as the decor of the party looked very similar to your boyfriend Domingos house, even such you even saw Domingo in the background of the picture. You started to feel angry and pissed how could he have a party and tell me nothing about this!? He even texted you later that night that he was 'busy'. Y/n drove there to see lights and music so loud you could hear it from outside, you opened the door and you passed by rushing through the flock of people, screaming Domingo name, nowhere to be seen you enter his room wich was upstairs opening to see your best friend and your now ex-boyfriend hands on eachother sucking eachother souls..Even to notice the white dash of powder on the night stand..

Domingo turning around to see who's at the door "we're bus-" Domingo's eyes widen to see y/n at the door almost tearing up to the scene she had now faced.

"y/n, wait, let me explain.." Domingo said as he sat up to face y/n .

Y/n running out of the house, that house felt like burning hell."y/n wai-" Domingo looking back to see where she disappeared off, suddenly y/n friends hand was on his shoulder "you don't need her, you have me Dommy" she said Domingo silenced himself for a minute and continued what he was doing earlier that night.

That was a Month ago

Y/n has gone through worse so she did kind off forget about him,, until one night she was working long shifts till 10pm because of the apartment she was staying at, topped up her rent making her stress pile up. Such as she started to get this feeling that was was getting watched..or getting followed by the same car as days go pass.

y/n working for a small accountant management company she didn't get paid much, paid even below minimum wage for the stuff she does. After that long shift it's now 10:20pm ,,she had to finish some stuff up before making her the last person to leave that building, having this said, you walked over to your car which started to feel weird, you could feel a dangerous threat coming your way that night, Just the second you put your hand on the handle of your car you were gaged by 2 men that you couldn't picture correctly,, and a cloth with whatever substance there was on it, making her unconscious.

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2:30am

Y/n woke up .. you woke up, your eyes swollen, seeing nothing you finally get the blindfold from your eyes removed, your eyes squinted from the distress and the high amount of the light in the place you were. Tied to a chair ,mouth still gaged, you've been gaged for so long your mouth was now red and swollen same with your eyes. You open you eyes wider you realize you'rein a room, a shack it looked like..before questioning..

"Buenos días perra"

Your brain finally clicked to the sound of his voice , you struggle to move, as you kept shifting side to side on the chair you were on,, struggling to break free, or to get the slightest bit of comfort."MMMM, MMM"

Muffle sound came out of your mouth. You look around your surroundings and see men holding weapons like you were a criminal, but one stood out most, there was a man a older man in a brightly coloured shirt which enhanced the figure of his body ,sitting crossed-armed like he was waiting for you to wake up, He could see the panic in your eyes when you started to tear up thinking what you gotten yourself in to .

"Ayyy, Ayy relax.. just answer some questions for me.." the man said slowly getting up from his chair and equipping the knife that was on the table beside him and waved it around.."MMMM, MMMm" you panicked with your mouth muffled with the gag around your mouth, He slowly walked behind you, making you think worse teasing you, but he actually was there to remove the gag from your mouth.

"WHO ARE YOU, WHY IM I HER-"

'SMACK' he slapped you..Your left side of the cheek started to sting and burn up from the power of the slap.

"SHUT UP!" Demanded the stranger sending shock waves down your brain.

"W-why am I here" you said softly listening to his command feeling smitten. He went to go sit on his chair again.

"Your boyfriend,,your silly boyfriend" His devilish laughter echoed the whole place filled with his body guards who also looked warned by is laughter.

A moment of silenced appeared..with a serious face he pulled.

"He stole my FUCKING DRUGS" he takes out his gun which he lifts up from his belt into his hands standing up from his slouching position on the chair.

You knew who it was, fucking Domingo he was your first boyfriend ever so it had to be him..

Tears starting occurring at the water line of your eye soon after a stream appeared with you clenching your teeth as you didn't want to show you were effected by him making your face turn away from this stranger now facing your thighs.

You hear his footsteps coming closer to you, He grabs your hair, making you face him. "Where is he." This man said making intense eye contact.

"last chance. Where is he."

" I-i don't know..w-were not together anymore" you said in a shaking voice, he grabbed your hair harder.

You screamed " I DONT KNOW " which then you later regretted "please don't k-kill me I'll do anything.." You closer your eyes for a second but next thing you know he lets go of your hair and shoves a gun into your mouth, your eyes widen you look into his eyes with tears flowing like rivers down your face..You would of done anything in that moment to not loose your life over someone like domingo..

your muffled voice shouted "WAIT WAIT WAIT" the voice was muffled but enough to know what you were saying.

"what" the man said with a quick and ordering way.

He was getting angry now, you could see the fire in his eyes growl as you was testing his patience,, he removed the gun out of your mouth which now was pointing to the middle of your forehead.

"Speak, Now." He was pissed, you could feel the shivers down your spine as he spoke.

He lowers his gun to his hips and turns to one of his men behind him, "What happened to Lopez" he said to the man.

"heh,,you like drugs right, haha" you started to sweat

"which, which means you've got a lot of money so so so..I'm a accountant, i-ill work for you, i can launder your money." You closed your eyes waiting for his response you said.

"You killed him boss.." he said in a nodd

His devilish laugh was reintroduce again into the room. Then he faced you with a serious face with now the gun pointing at your forehead again,

"What about Domingo huh, still don't wanna talk" he said

You finally saw hope, a pass to live, but with danger. He squatted infront on you and waved his gun about when talking,

"We b-broke up a month ago, please believe me, I'll do anything.."

A second went pass...

"Fuck up this and your gone" his eyes WARNED you , maybe you should of died instead..

He walked out the room placing the gun back into his belt, his guard giving him a nodd as he left and they turned their attention to you as they dropped you off that night at your apartment, you felt sick to your stomach and looked sick yourself...

PART 2 COMING SOON!!!!!

#bcs #breaking bad #lalo salamanca #nacho varga #brba #saul goodman #kim wexler #better call saul #tuco salamanca x reader #tuco salamanca #fanfic #tuco ramirez #y/n

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slamminslamminmcgill · 1 year

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question...how are we feeling about tuco and the like,,, curious bc im a tuco girlie (gay ass man)

my second favorite salamanca 😌 tuco girlies i love you and i see you

anatomical terms: tits

not going to bottom for you. it's not happening. cope. he is not letting anything near his ass.

^ im srs btw i feel like he's the type to be like "yeah i'll fuck other dudes but i'm not taking it up the ass that's gay 🤢"

tops hard and fucks nasty. he bites, slaps, spanks, chokes, pulls your hair, you name it. he’s an animal. and he’s LOUD. growling, mean dirty talk, he will NOT shut up. plus he’s for SURE a screamer when he cums.

“yeah, take it. take it, you nasty bitch! you fuckin' like that, slut? oh, you ain't gonna be able to fuckin' WALK when i'm done with you."

i feel like the only time he'd be even remotely gentle is when he's sober, and even then he has to care about you a lot.

but that's literally 1% of the time anyway the rest is INTOX INTOX INTOX

his ass does NOT get coke dick idc what y'all say. he does a line and he's ready to GO.

i just imagine he takes a huge fucking hit of something and he's like "god DAMN, that's fucking good! hey, c'mon, let's go, get your pretty ass over here. " and he pulls you into his lap and starts kissing you messily, running his hands up and down your body.

def the type to grope and squeeze you, ESPECIALLY if you're on the heavier side. he just loves how squishy you are :3 (and if you're pre-op trans he's for sure going to grab/suck on your tits and motorboat them 😵‍💫 honestly he'll prolly do it if you're post-op too.)

favorite position: doggy (he loves grabbing you by your hips and pulling you back into him so he can hit deeper)

favorite place to cum: your face (but your ass is a close second)

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depressopax · 4 months

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Breaking Bad/better call Saul valentines rizz pt 2 <3

(But make it: Breaking Back for Ted 🥁)

I'm SO SORRY for the T*dd one 😭 This is how I cope (I hate him)

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snakesandlatterz · 1 year

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Can someone pls spoon feed me Tuco x reader content I’ve scoured the internet like a disgraced archeologist I need him I need him pls pls

#there is some #but very little #tuco salamanca #might fuck around n post my own #but I’m very specific with my x reader so idk if the people would be nearly as into it as me

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bxritliebert · 9 months

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[Se habla español también]

Basically an introduction to my Tumblr, to satisfy the likes of people from different fandoms

💌-Soon I will be adding links to my other social networks, when I get more people and interactions

•Please interact with care and risks

I will write about Breaking Bad and its derivatives! I'm also in the Jojos fandom, those two are my forte, But I'll be happy to play any fandom, if I don't know about it, I'll let you know!!

💌-Mi idioma principal es el español/ My main language is English

-About me-

¡Hello, welcome to my Tumblr, my name is [unintelligible], but you can call me Britt!

[💌Yeah breaking Bad reference bitch💌]

💌-I don't prioritize NSFW, but I'll be happy to write it and it's what I'm looking for the most, I also love soft, so tell me your preferences

HWKKWIS, I'm a sucker for breaking Bad and better call Saúl, don't deny me that everyone is very damn fine

💌-The reader is often designed to be female, but of course you can tell me what gender your character will be.

💌-I am practicing my writing and playing with social networks, please forgive me if I have mistakes or nonsense 😭

💌-I'm not that busy I just have High school so I'll be as quick as I can

💌-I agree with any topic, I don't think I have limits, but of course, there are topics that may make me uncomfortable and I'll let you know, as days go by I'll add that I accept and that I don't!!

•It is already notorious, but I remind you that my strengths are better call Saúl, breaking Bad, El camino and Jojos

-You can socialize with me, and damn, I'll be very delighted!!

Bye bye, and Kisses

-noob

#breaking bad #breaking bad x reader #nacho varga #better call saul #lalo salamanca #tuco salamanca #fanfic #bcs #brbabcs #jojos bizarre adventure #jojo stardust crusaders #jesse pinkman

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nrgs929 · 3 months

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Victor x Reader P¹

reminder:There are two Michaels, her brother Michael Monroe and Mike Ehrmantraut, so try to focus so as not to confuse them!

Your clothes:

*You were wearing a white, sleeveless shirt under your gray pajamas*

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At first, you and Mike(Monroe)planned to spy on Gustavo Fring's work and gather the necessary information to threaten him with it...And you were hiding the fact that you were a young woman who worked as a hired killer, because as far as you know, there are a few women in Albuquerque who work as hired killers, but most of them are men...So you started wearing these masculine clothes, hiding your protruding chest or any of your femininity, and you forced Michael to call you Louis during work or during serious and important times only.

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You were watching Los Pollos Hermanos Restaurant from your car, which was a few meters away from the restaurant, when you noticed a black car approaching the restaurant and parked in the street. You tried to look closely and saw a man coming out of it... Victor...Then you wrote down in your notebook the time, location, and what you saw specifically. Then you returned to the surveillance, and Tyrus and Victor were carrying boxes with the company’s logo on it. It seemed to be bread dough or something like that... You continued the surveillance,Then something else happened and you decided to leave and search at night, since you were a semi-nocturnal creature...

23:04

Somehow, you knew one of the branches of the crystal meth business that Gus was hiding was a car wash. You were following them with your eyes inside your car, hoping to find an entrance through which you could sneak out...With the strength of your vision, you were able to see a ventilation hole located on one side of the building, and smoothly you entered the building quietly, watching closely. Tyrus, Victor, and a number of men were guarding the place. You sneaked into Gus’s office,You were sure that no one would enter, and while you were searching the place looking for some things that might be useful to you, you came across a closed drawer, and without thinking, you broke the drawer and saw some files that you began to read and photograph,At that moment, you heard the sound of feet heading towards the office. You quickly returned the files in the place to their previous state and went next to the door. While the man was opening the door, you pounced on him, knocked him unconscious, put him under the desk and left the room,You sneakily wandered among the workers and easily left the building and returned home...

the next day

Gus discovered the broken staircase and that one of his men had been knocked unconscious after being interrogated by Mike. Meanwhile, you and your brother Michael had called him to arrange an interview with him,Gus's men greeted you and let you in, and Gus began talking to Michael to join the drug trade with him. Victor and Tyrus were standing in front of the door, and you were sitting in a separate seat next to Michael, looking sometimes at Gus and sometimes at the two frowning men,Michael threatened Gus to expose him and tell the DEA about him if he didn't agree. After thinking, Gus agreed that you would join him. Then Michael looked at you « Louis let's go » You stood and looked at Gus, then Tyrus, and Victor as you walked out the door,From that hour, your night shifts began with Gus and his men, guarding and such matters...

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This is the first part of the story. Tomorrow I will publish the second part, stay tuned😉

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ideas-and-shit · 2 years

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I NEEEEED XREADER FANFICS OF BETTER CALL SAUL CHARACTERS ASAP PLS

#x reader #tuco salamanca #jimmy mcgill #kim wexler #lalo salamanca #leonel salamanca #jesse pinkman

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dead-fandom-imagines · 2 years

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Chapter one is officially up!! I’m so sorry this took so long, I wanted to publish this on the 8th but got sidetracked with a lot of things this past weekend. But here you go!!

I hope all of you enjoy and I can’t wait to get the next chapter up!

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Better Call Saul (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Eduardo "Lalo" Salamanca/Original Female Character(s), Jimmy McGill | Saul Goodman/Kim Wexler Characters: Original Characters, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Jimmy McGill | Saul Goodman, Eduardo "Lalo" Salamanca, Mike Ehrmantraut, Gustavo Fring, Ignacio "Nacho" Varga, Howard Hamlin, Hector Salamanca, Tuco Salamanca, Domingo "Krazy-8" Molina, Marco Salamanca, Leonel Salamanca, Manuel Varga, Francesca Liddy, Eladio Vuente, Juan Bolsa, Huell Babineaux, Abuelita Salamanca Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Partners to Lovers, Partners in Crime, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Married Life, Fake Marriage, Two Bad People Falling In Love, Spoilers, Pre-Canon, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Eventual Sex Summary:

In the year 2004, Lalo Salamanca is pronounced dead by the Mexican Police when they find a charred body on his ranch with half a dozen other corpses surrounding the land. And his wife, Alessandra Vuente, daughter of Don Eladio, heiress to a billion-dollar criminal empire, and mother of the modern drug trade has left the comfort of her home in Mexico to the rat-infested hills of Alberqurque to find out who exactly put the hit on him.

But the truth is, Lalo isn't dead, and this isn't a revenge story. Not yet anyway. Because the story doesn't begin until Alessandra is found by Lalo on Don Eladio's ranch a decade before, wielding an ax, and slicing it straight through a man's face without so much of a wince. With her dress bloodied and a weapon massed in brain matter, Lalo has just found that spark he has been missing for so very long. A tangled love affair, mixed with drugs, violence, and gore, and terrorizing the DEA in more ways than one.

#breaking bad #better call saul #saul goodman #better call saul lalo #lalo salamanca #salamanca family #imagines #headcanons #fanfictions #fanfic #Original character #lalo salamanca x reader #lalo salamanca x oc #lalo salamanca headcanons #eduardo salamanca #eduardo lalo salamanca #ignacio varga #kim wexler #tuco salamanca

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batfleshh · 6 months

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deal

Jesse Pinkman x M!reader | October 22nd

Warnings: JS A BREAKING BAD FIC IS A WARNING IN ITSELF??, IMPLIED Salamanca reader, drug talk. selling, and allat stuff, hate fucking, spit as lube, use of condoms, degradation, praise, internalized homophobia, f slur is said like once, smoking, grrhhhgh Jesse, season one Jesse is best jesse.

Make, sell, make sell, make, sell. That was Jesses normal routine for his "business". But when he's finally starting to get back his groove, he notices his sells beginning to drop. It's not like he could blame himself, it was just a problem that was slowly beginning to develop. After a while of asking around, he found out. It was you, some new hotshot that was fucking with his deals. He had met you through Tuco, the crazy bastard getting defensive at any question Jesse asked you, only to be calmly shut down and soothed by your professional voice, a sly smile forming on your lips.

You towered over the younger male, the junkie getting slightly intimidated by you and taking a step back, his eyes narrowing. You give a chuckle, turning around to whisper a few words to Tuco before reaching your hand out to Jesse, attempting to confirm your newly awaited acquaintance. In a way to not get his brains blown out by a bullet, he takes it, your firm grip startling him a bit, but not in a scary way, in a more “that's not what I expected, but I liked it" way.

He waved around your path after that, attempting to avoid staying out of that territory, moving onto a different place. He hated that stupid sly smile of yours, the pride you took in stealing his customers. But he felt strange when he thought about your strong grip, the view of your taller figure making him lose his train of thought. This wasn't anything serious, just some stupid fantasy. He couldn't be having thoughts like that, he wasn't some fag.

But the fact that you had suddenly moved onto his territory pissed him off. And who was Jesse Pinkman if he didn't go face to face with you and tell you off? It usually worked, considering he hadn't died yet. So that's what he decided to do, hopping into his red car and going to search for you. He asked around, probably a dumb move, but he eventually got to some building. It seemed to be secluded enough, a few men standing outside talking, obvious belts tucked into their belts.

He got out, explaining to the intimidating men the reason for his presence, only getting silence back. He swallowed the anxiety resting on his tongue, slowing approaching the door, pushing it open when no one tried to stop him. When he walked into the place, it seemed pretty run down. All kinds of drug addicts laid around the place, some smoking, some with needles, and some just passed out. He grimaced at the sight, but mostly because he recognized a few, he had sold a bunch of products to many.

He made his way up a flight of stairs, glancing into some rooms and only finding more addicts. Until he got to a certain one, a familiar face chatting with another intimidating man.

When you had looked up at the doorway, the same sly smile he couldn't get out of his head flashed back at him. He glared, the expression fading as the other man you were with turned to look at him. He tensed up as the man approached him, a sigh of relief leaving him as he made his way past him.

He moved closer to you, opening up his mouth to speak, just to be interrupted by you putting your finger up to shush him, taking a cigarette and match from your pocket and lighting it in front of him. You placed the stick into your mouth, humming at him to continue. He explained to you his problem, and why he had a problem with you. It took some pride to talk to a major distributor like you, but he continued. You kept up a calm front, not letting him be able to read you.

When he was done, you had gotten bored of the cigarette, putting it out and humming, thinking. He watched as you pondered, slightly startled when you finally spoke.

So, you come into my territory, explain to me why I should give it back to you, and you don't even give a proper reason?" you stated to him, a dumb expression on his face. “Why should I give it back, Pinkman?" you say, moving closer to him, your figure making him cower back slightly, looking like a frightened animal. He just shrugged, looking down, feeling like a coward. He had never backed down to anyone before, usually getting his talks to work. He is startled when he feels your hand grip his chin, making him look up at you.

"Answer me, boy.”, the phrase making Jesse feel strange. He stammered out an excuse, avoiding looking at your eyes, only moving them to your lips. He wondered what they felt like, how they would feel against his. You weren't oblivious to it, only moving him closer to taunt him. He decided maybe he should just give up, find a new place to sell.

"Here, I'll propose something, you say, letting go of his chin and moving to the door. You look around outside before closing it, locking it too. Jesse was startled, looking back at your face once you turned back around. You moved back to him, scanning him and making him feel smaller.

“I’ll let you sell on half of my territory, and only half. Any more than that, and I'll have my men kill you.”, the casual sentence making Jesse tense up. "But," you spoke once again, moving closer to him. "I want something in return."

He raised his eyebrow, curious but also terrified. He nods, ready to hear your offer. "I want you to have sex with me.", you say, the casual way you did making him choke on nothing.

“You can say no, of course, but that means the deals off. Which means I better not see you in my face again."

He pondered it, actually surprising himself that he was even thinking about it. He needed that territory back, it was bruising his only income. But then again, you were a guy. Why couldn't you have been some chick? You were some tall, weirdly handsome, drug dealing, guy. He felt like he had no other choice, even though you were being fair. In your eyes, at least. So, he decided to nod, agreeing to the way to seal your deal.

"I- yeah. Sure, whatever man, I just need my shit back.”, he said frantically, pushing your hands away from him. That sly smile of yours grew larger, almost like a Cheshire cats. "Great!", you announced, clapping your hands together. You moved backed to the door, beckoning him along. His mind raced as he followed after you, coughing awkwardly. You unlock and open the door, looking around outside before walking out, going to the next room over. Anger was still slightly boiling in him, not even believing this was actually happening.

You moved into the room, a rickety yet stable looking bed sat in the middle of it. You closed the door behind you both, humming along to some song playing in your head. He moved to the bed, staring down at it. He still wondered if this deal even mattered, if he even wanted to go through with it. I mean, wouldn't hurt to try, he hadn't experienced this before anyway. He sat on the bed, watching at you made your way over to the window that was slightly opened. You took a few glances outside, before turning back to him.

You moved closer to him, taking your fingers and lifting his chin up to you. "Are you sure, Pinkman?", you questioned cautiously, not forgetting to take notice of the way his face flared up. He nodded, a small "yes” leaving his lips. You smiled again, pushing him down onto the bed gently. You begin to pull your shirt off, Jesse focusing his eyes elsewhere as he looks away from you. He blushes deeply, attempting to ignore the many scars and tattoos littering your body. He began to undo his belt slowly, startled yet relieved when you push his hands away gently, unbuckling his belt for him.

"You ever done this before, handsome?", you ask him, pulling his pants off of him. He shakes his head, pointing at his pants before muttering a response. You raise your eyebrow, rubbing his hip gently. "Speak up, please. Can't have you mumbling.", you say. "Condom. In my pocket, have one in my pocket.", he stumbled out, sighing internally when you reach down and pull it from his pocket, humming. You pull down your clothes, shocking him when you pull down your underwear with them, revealing your cock. You tear open the condom, rolling it onto your dick.

You slowly thrust into him, not bothering to check on him after that. Your thrusts begin slow, some grace still on your part as Jesse clenches his teeth. A feeling of humiliation was riddled through him, he couldn’t believe how this deal was playing out. You watch as his hands wonder around on the bed, clenching at nothing. As you begin to thrust faster, you hear small moans leaving the junkie, his back arching up off of the bed slightly. That signature smirk of yours never left your face, his eyes going half lidded as he glared at you. The look on your face was enough to drive him crazy, his noises getting louder.

You didn’t waste time, groaning as your hips slammed against him, feeling yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. You still your hips one last time, releasing into the condom. Jesse lets out a sharp cry, him releasing onto his own stomach. You chuckle, watching at he rubbed both of his eyes with his hands. He groans as he moves to sit up, only to be pushed back down by you. You weren’t done with him yet, and this wasn’t enough to seal that deal.

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#bat bite #ktober #male reader #x male reader #gay #breaking bad #jesse pinkman #Jesse Pinkman x male reader #A BREAKING BAD FIC IS ACTUALLY INSANE #jesse pinkman x reader #🪽 ! bat fic

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genocidehim · 1 year

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BrBa/BCS MASTER LIST

indications for requests here!!

reader asks Tuco/Lalo/Nacho if she can watch him jerk off x

Lalo Salamanca

Lalo x Michoacano's owner's daughter

Lalo stalking the girl he has a crush on with his binoculars

Lalo obsessed with Don Eladio's maid

Lalo gives a ride to a lonely girl who was on the road

Lalo and Nacho steal you to be part of their throuple x Lalo and Nacho try to woo you

Casa tranquila worker catches Lalo's eye

Nacho Varga

Nacho goes soft on his friend with benefits

Nacho falls in love with a customer

Obsessive!Nacho

Nacho falls for Lalo's trophy wife. p.1 Part. 2

Su Obsesión p.1 Su Obsesión p.2 x

Nacho falls in love with Lalo’s younger sister

Tuco Salamanca

Tuco falls in love with one of his dealers, pt. 1 Tuco falls in love with one of his dealers, pt. 2

Tuco falling in love with his abuelita's home health aid worker

Tuco torturing someone who disrespected his girlfriend x

Telling Tuco that you’re pregnant

Tuco takes care of his sweet and shy girlfriend x

Tuco falling in love with a waitress at the restaurant

Tuco being gentle and sweet with the girl he likes after she gets insulted by someone

Marco and Leonel Salamanca

Marco and a nursing home worker have a sporadic encounter x

Marco and Leonel share the same girl x

Leonel having a crush

Howard Hamlin

Howard and his sweet new receptionist

#masterlist #lalo salamanca #lalo salamanca x reader #bcs x reader #better call saul x reader #better call saul imagine #better call saul imagines #breaking bad x reader #nacho varga x reader #better call saul smut #tuco salamanca #tuco salamanca x reader #tuco salamanca fanfic #krazy 8 #marco salamanca #marco salamanca x reader #smut

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idkelly · 8 months

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RED NAILS

• Lalo salamanca x fem!reader, with some nacho too (best of both worlds), HEAVY on slowburn, and i love hurt comfort so bear with me

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CHAPTER TWO

The casino was a safe space, for (Yn) at least, because it was her favorite skill—gambling and playing with predictions and percentages. She was known for it, and everyone knew her hands always pulled the best cards in the game.

Yes, the new Mexico casino was nothing like the one back home in Mexico, but business is business. Walking in, she didn’t grab any attention, which was better for her sake at the moment.

Only her father and brothers knew of her existence right now, plus Mike and a few others. but to the outside world, the new family was long gone from the public’s eye.

She hummed along to the music as she made her way to the back office, opening the door slowly, "Pa?"

“Hola bonita," as always, a cigarette was between his fingers and a book was spread in front of him. The lights were pretty dim, and the doctor told him it was better for his eyesight.

"I found him."

"Varga?"

"Hmm, when’s the next step?"

"Tomorrow"

It was perfect. The plan and her needs were aligned. Her car needed a checkup, and she herself needed to check up on someone.

She found herself at the front desk of Ignacio's dad's workshop, and she was quite surprised he had some good business going despite his age.

“Hola," the old man greeted her as soon as he heard the bell ring.

"Hola. ¿Cómo estás?"

"Welcome. How can I help you?" He switched to English so fast, do I really look that white-washed?

"I was hoping to get a checkup on my car."

He nodded and turned to the back, where he yelled his son's name, telling him to go up front.

(Yn) couldn’t help but smile when she saw the look on his face when he recognized her; his steps slowed for a second as he gathered his thoughts as to what she was doing here.

The man brought his son only to be a translator between the two; therefore, Yn didn’t need to show her ability to speak Spanish.

In the middle of talking, the dad was called back in. with an apologetic look, he said, "I'm sorry, Senorita. My son will help you, okay?" and with that, he walked off.

"How’d you find me?"

(Yn) scoffed, looking to the side, though she could feel Ignacio's stare burn holes through her skull.

"Why are you here?"

"I can't get my car checked out now?."

The man kisses his teeth in annoyance. What the hell was she doing here? "We both know you’re not here just for that."

"Well, a little birdie told me that not only you’re a drug dealer, you’re also a card thief. I mean, shit, if you wanted some, I would’ve given you my Pokemon collection; it’s very exclusive."

If someone were to animate the view from (Yn)’s eyes, they would’ve drawn steam out of Ignacio's ears.

"I'm just saying you underestimated how big of an idiot you were. He went to the police for those cards, and now they’re snooping around."

"Sounds like you have a problem, young lady," he said, taking a step back, ready to leave.

"First of all, it’s an us problem; second of all, I'm pretty sure I'm older than you," he continued along his way until she stopped him dead in his tracks.

"Are you really not that scared of Tuco Salamanca?"

And there he is again, right in front of Yn, with his hands crossed over his chest.

"I know you don’t play ball, so to speak, and Tuco finds out about your little side business. I think we both know the end to that."

"Who are you?" he finally asked; that question had been on his mind for the whole day yesterday.

"Me? I'm nobody," same dumb smile she always uses.

"To put an end to this before it even starts, you give me the baseball cards, 10,000 in cash, and you net roughly $60,000."

Ignacio chuckled then went back to his serious face, "And how exactly does that work?"

(Yn) stayed quiet for a bit, saying, "Before I continue, you really have amazing eyelashes, im jealous."

Well, that took him by surprise; he didn’t show it obviously, but still, it startled him. However, his thoughts were soon interrupted by her continuing her speech.

He was impressed by her plan, and more so by her way of convincing him so easily to take part in it.

What stood out about her to him was the way she held eye contact; sure, it was common in the business to establish power and shit, But with her, it was almost more to get even with whoever she was looking at. He couldn’t put a finger on how he felt about it, her.

(Yn) wasn’t there when the final deal was happening, but Mike was, and she told him about the plan as she dropped him off near where he worked; it wasn't hard to find that one either.

The rest of the day she spent at the casino with her brothers; her father was now back home. The place was her brother's, where she was carrying out her business, which was her casino back in Mexico.

Here, the family was invisible, though; it wasn’t common knowledge who owned this place.

After a few hours, Yn finally decided to head back home to her cat and maybe watch a movie while cuddling. The woman’s schedule was really, really empty; she could do as she pleased day and night.

As she unlocked the door, she could hear her cat calling her through the kitchen, but instead of coming to her, she had to fully realize who was sitting down on her sofa.

hard eyes.

"Do you want coffee or tea?" she said as she kicked off her shoes and walked over to the kitchen.

"Is this really your response to finding a stranger in your home?"

"A stranger is someone you don’t know."

A scoff could be heard, along with footsteps indicating he followed her to where she was; to his surprise, she was already making dinner, pasta, he presumed. with two plates set on the table.

Was she serious? "Well, I don’t know you."

"So you willingly barged into a stranger's home, pretty clever," she laughed. "Did you follow me?"

“No, I dug a bit and found you," she couldn’t help but laugh more at his attempt.”I noticed the van that was following me yesterday, plus, if you dug around about me, you wouldn’t be here."

"Why are you here, anyway?" she said as she filled up the two plates with salsa and set the remaining in the middle if either of them had wanted seconds.

He sat down, examining the dish. It was nicely made and fairly appetizing, especially after a long day of work. On the other side of the table, she sat leaning over to him, and there it is, her stare.

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Stare"

"Does it bother you?"

It was definitely a no, but he couldn’t say that, and on the other hand, he couldn’t say yes either.

"Does Tuco not pay you enough so you make money on the side?" With that, Ignacio let out a big sigh and set his utensils aside.

"The problem isn’t my salary or anything; Tuco is a ticking time bomb; he didn’t mind putting a bullet between a guy’s eyes just because he got a weird look from him, let alone me."

"Your face has good bone structure; keep it that way," she said as she slipped the pasta into her mouth again. He didn’t know if these were compliments or not; she didn’t say them in a flirtatious manner, definitely more like she stated facts from a powerpoint presentation.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Your cooking is amazing; where’d you learn it from?" She could tell he liked it by how he was devouring what was presented in front of him.

"My father’s an amazing cook, but I was the only one who got his talent; my two brothers

They learned to gamble from me instead."

So she does have a family. Though she was an orphan or something.

"gamble?"

"Yes! My favorite hobby is real. I could do it for hours, plus I know all the tricks."

"okay show me sumn' "

"I’m in a good mood today, so I'll show you a few."

The rest of the night was filled with laughter and jokes. (Yn) gave the guy a lesson on games and cheats while his eyes filled with interest in what she was showing him, but either way, they both knew the night had to come to an end.

As Ignacio was at the door, ready to step out, he looked back to the woman who had greeted him goodbye a few seconds earlier, sitting on her couch peacefully petting her cat while watching TV. He really forgot why he came here in the first place.

Yn'’s mind filled with what she could do now to avoid her boredom, but as soon as she received a certain voice call from a specific person, she knew the next few days were going to be eventful.

She watched as Krazy-8 walked out of that door looking like his legs were about to give out at any given moment, yet he was sure fast enough to drive away in his vehicle. giving Yn her moment to shine.

She dresses nicely for the occasion for once, letting her hair down and doing her makeup, just taking care of herself before this whole shitshow goes down.

Parking her car next to Tuco’s and purposely bumping into it a little bit was the easy part; now she has to go in and embrace what’s going to happen.

Tuco was already staring at her in disbelief; he definitely saw what happened through the big classroom window, looking absolutely furious, while Nacho turned around after a few seconds and did his heart drop— is she everywhere?

"Hey!" She heard Tuco call out when she walked by their table to the register, but she pretended she didn’t hear them.

"Hello! Um.. can I get the number four, please, on the go?" She said this while smiling to the man before her, who went to work right away in order to avoid the scene that was about to happen.

"Yo chica, hey," she felt a hand guide her to turn around as she was met by none other than Tuco, who stood beside him, Ignacio. "You just hit my car."

"Huh? I hit your car?" Tuce chuckled at Varga. This bitch’s acting dumb.

"See, that car that you parked your piece of shit next to?" That’s mine, and you’ve just run into it."

"Oh well, I guess I could’ve and I didn’t notice, so my apologies, sir," she smiled and turned around, collecting her order and mumbling a small thank you before rushing out.

She could hear Tuco yelling not to get away from him, but the altercation needed to happen outside.

"Don’t you walk away from me!" Ay, puta!"

All the talking was done by the salamanca, while Varga stayed awfully quiet. Even Tuco noticed a slight change in demeanor on his end.

"You see that! You did that!" he said, pointing to the tiniest dent known to mankind.

"That’ll buff right out, now if you’ll excuse me—

As she was getting ready to open her car door, she felt a hand grab her by the shoulder and swing her all the way around, face to face with Tuco.

"You’re not leaving until you pay for this."

"If money is all you need, I've got great insurance."

Once again, with his hand that’s still glued to her, he shakes her to stop talking that nonsense.

"I ain’t messing around with no insurance, bitch, cash."

"Listen, I've barely got cash on me, so if you just give me your information, I’ll send it to you through insurance."

Thud. Now (Yn) was sandwiched between Tuco salamanca and a wall; her head began to hurt already; maybe doing this herself was a bad idea, but she knew Mike would follow up with the deal, and she couldn’t let that happen; it won’t help her in the long run, and she needed all the salamanca alive.

So she'd have a black eye from one of them—not a big deal.

"You’re pretty, but a pretty awful liar." "I saw your wallet earlier; you've got plenty."

"That’s for my rent; it’s due today, and I can’t— ugh

Tuco’s ring was sure to leave a mark on Yn'’s cheek. Her head is already spinning. Why do I do this to myself?

"Just give him the money." This time it was Ignacio who spoke; no emotions were displayed, though his voice was almost like a whisper.

(Yn) looked at him and then forward to meet the loco eyes of Tuco Salamanca. she chuckled.

"I ain’t giving you shit."

The police sirens could be heard coming this way. "It’s time to bounce," Ignacio said, but his partner didn’t budge; instead, he ordered Nacho to leave and let him finish this business.

#lalo salamanca #lalo salamanca x reader #lalo salamanca smut #ignacio varga #nacho varga #nacho varga reader #better call saul

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timberoon · 3 months

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I have no idea what to make ships about currently I'm writing a lalo salamanca one that I might drop,But recently i have written a walter white one and was wondering if I should keep writing since idk if i acc did good 😭😭

ANYWAYSSSS,,I was thinking abt a Tuco Salamanca one because omg yes 😋

Then maybe a Nacho varga one BUT I DO NEED SUGGESTIONS ON WHAT YOU GUYS ACC WANNA READ...i have no clue even if it's not from brba or Bcs soon I will do a Vaa's one because why tf not ,🤍🤍

[nsfw or whatever,fuck it ]

#tuco salamanca x reader #marco salamanca #tuco salamanca #murder husbands #giancarlo esposito #laloward #lalo salamanca #lalo salamanca x reader #brba #breaking bad #bcs #bcs art #nacho varga #nacho varga x reader

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slamminslamminmcgill · 1 year

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#better call saul x reader #breaking bad x reader #brba #bcs #brba x reader #bcs x reader #better call saul smut #breaking bad smut #lalo salmanca #jimmy mcgill #saul goodman #nacho varga #ignacio varga #domingo molina #gustavo fring #gus fring #jesse pinkman #tuco salamanca

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Don’t Say Goodbye

Pairing: Eduardo “Lalo” Salamanca x GN!Reader

Rating: PG (Mutual Pining, relatively tame romantic energy)

Description: You’re relaxing after a long day, it’s late, and then someone comes knocking at your door.

Author’s Note: This is kind of short, but I am willing to elaborate if anyone wants. I wrote this to incite some inspiration in another work of mine, also Lalo related.

From Mexico With Love

Wait for Me

Knock. Knock. Knock.

You flinched, but only because you hadn't been expecting any visitors this late at night. You slowly put down the bowl of popcorn you had been snacking on, eyes trained entirely on the door. The only light to rely on streaming electric blue from your television.

Knock. Knock. - Knock. Knock. Knock!

Your hand snuck under one of the fluffy pillows on your couch and you stoically procured the handgun you always kept within reach. You inhaled a deep breath, keeping the gun close to your hip as you rose to approach the door. The TV played loudly in the background, muting each creak and patter of the floorboards beneath your bare feet. Your finger toyed at the trigger and you tucked behind the door as your free hand grasped as the knob.

Uno. Dos. Tres.

You swung the door open, holding your body behind it for a decent amount of cover, the gun still pinned at your hip. You felt instant relief at the sight of a familiar face. You pulled the door open completely and rushed into him for a hug.

"Eduardo!" He chuckled, arms wrapping around you. Swiftly one of his hands dropped down the length of your arm to swipe the gun from your fingers.

"What the hell were you doing with this? Huh?" He grinned, teasing you with it when you tried to reach for the gun.

"You could had been anyone!" You laughed, feeling like a bullied child as he dangled the loaded weapon over you. "Lalo, stop making fun of me." He conceded, lowering the gun back into your grasp. You then gave him another hug. Eduardo made you feel secure, warm, you knew that if he was near, nothing could hurt you. "I'm so happy to see you got out, those pigs are too stupid to get one up on you."

"You gonna' shoot me with this thing?"

"Of course! Nothing can keep me, I'm a Salamanca." You tucked your arm around his back and attempted to guide him into your home. He wouldn't budge. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion and you withdrew slightly to send him an expectant stare. He was frowning now, so suddenly the delight of seeing you again was absent from him.

"What's wrong?" It was then you noticed Ignacio, waiting in his car that was parked out by the curb. "Did something happen? You want me to go get dressed, I'll check it out with you guys?" He didn't answer, he didn't make a move, his sharp brown eyes burned two holes straight through you. You hesitantly stepped back from him, nodding your head in understanding. "You're leaving." You knew this day would come, you just didn't think it would happen so suddenly. You wished you had more time.

"It's only a matter of time before they find out who I am..." He cocked his head from side to side. "But this won't be the last of me." He pointed to punctuate his words. "It will only be a few months, until the heat dies down.”

"Well, uh..." You smiled, patting a hand on his shoulder. "You'll be missed." You cared about Lalo, but you knew this business and attachments were never a good idea. You needed to let him go, it was your job. You tucked your gun into your shorts, wedging it between your belly and the waistband of your underwear. When your eyes met his again, his lips were quirked up in a soft smile and he was considering you with a certain fondness. The same smile that made your heart skip a beat and heat blossom in your cheeks. "I guess it's back to Nacho Nada." You gestured loosely in Ignacio's direction, waving awkwardly at him when your eyes met from a distance. He didn't look too comfortable, or happy.

"Nacho Nada?" Lalo laughed, one eyebrow lifting in question.

"Yeah, it's what Tuco and I call him: all work, no play, nada divertido." Lalo glanced back at Nacho and smirked, turning back to you.

"I like that. Nacho Nada." You crossed your arms and diverted your gaze to the concrete path leading up to your home. "Hey..." The soles of Eduardo's expensive shoes scuffed at the pavement as he stepped closer. His fingers pinched delicately at your chin and lifted your gaze. "I would ask you to come with, but there will be a lot going on. That doesn't mean you can't always come visit another time."

"I would like that." You grabbed his wrist and turned his palm up to lay a tender kiss there. "You can finally teach me how to cook the Salamanca way." He snorted, making no effort to remove himself from your touch.

"Maybe. A good magician never reveals his secrets." You both laughed at that, until it died down to a stark silence. You rose your other hand up to cup his cheek and he leaned into you.

"You'll call me, right?" You whispered, caressing the dimple alongside his lips with your thumb.

"You know I will." You watched his Adam's apple bob, his hand twisting to grab yours and caress your knuckles. "Nacho will be coming with me for a few days. You'll be okay taking care of everything?"

"You know I will." You recited his words back to him. Part of you burning to crush those few inches that separated you both. All the time spent together, all the bonding, the growing trust, the unrelenting protectiveness over one another, and neither of you had shared such an intimate moment as this.

"Take care of yourself, cielito."

"I promise." He nodded, reluctantly withdrawing himself, his expression hardened and he slowly turned to walk away.

He looked at you one last time before entering the vehicle. Little did you know, that would be the last time you ever saw Lalo Salamanca.

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