GATORADE ME, BITCH!

ind .  priv .  &  sel .  jesse  pinkman  of  breaking  bad .  heavy  triggers  and  nsfw .  read  rules  before  interacting .

[feargods]

“ IT IS BETTER TO DIE ON YOUR FEET THAN TO LIVE ON YOUR KNEES.* ”

                     *guided by gami. 

[proofwhisky]

                    “ whiskey’s good proofing water. tells you who’s real and who isn’t. ”

                                                          handwritten by gami. 

[methdrip]

two years now and I don't think that's going to change. I still love to ride I just can't do it anymore for some reason. So, I am going to be leaving this blog inactive but you can still reach me at @gami-sama ok tumblr, gami#2393 on discord, and @grossbeetle on tiktok(which is unfortunately where I am the most active). I love you all deeply, and I hope that we all stay in touch. This does not mean that I don't want to speak to you again I really would love to stay in touch with all of my followers so please don't hesitate to reach out to me on any of the information platforms. I love you. And this has been one of the best experiences of my life. thank you. 💖

[methdrip]

Hello everyone! I am alive! I fucked up though, and relapsed on heroin and fentanyl pretty bad, so I’m going to be gone at rehab for 8 months to a year. I’m terrified because it’s a very conservative Christian program, and I am a bisexual enby, so it’ll definitely be a learning curve, but the success rate is over 90% and it’s my last chance to get clean and stay clean or I will die. I leave tomorrow morning. Please pray to whatever higher power you believe in for me. Thank you all, I love you, and I will return!

[methdrip]

jesse’s drunk as fuck mess with him 

[aaron-paaul]

[methdrip]

represaliia​:

HE’S  PATIENT   as  he  waits  for  the  other  to  finish,   holding  the  water  bottle  to  his  lips,   careful  not  to  let  the  water  spill  and  make  a  mess.      once  he’s  done,   antonio  leaves  the  empty  bottle  on  the  table  behind  him,   leaning  back  against  it.

❛      they  pay  me  to  stay  OUTSIDE.      ❜        he’s  not  proud  of  it,   but  he’s  not  about  to  explain  his  sob  story  to  a  guy  who’s  being  tortured  on  a  daily  basis.       his  debt  with  the  cartel,   his  daughter,   the  fact  that  he  has  no  choice  but  to  accept  any  job  they  throw  his  way,   no  matter  how  terrible.        ❛      i  wasn’t  supposed  to  be  in  here.      just  thought  you  needed  that.      ❜

he  reaches  for  the  pack  of  cigarettes  in  his  jacket  pocket,   bringing  one  to  his  lips.        ❛      what’s  your  name?      ❜

JESSE SEEMS TO have trouble deciding whether or not to believe this man’s story. It seems a little too good to be true that he’d just been compelled to come and help him out of the goodness of his heart -- was there anyone good left in the world anymore? Especially if he’s involved with people like Pat. How could he give a shit? What if he’s just here to get Jesse to let his guard down? 

     “... Jesse.” 

He tries to stretch his sore muscles to the best of his ability, bruised skin stretching against his restraints. He eyes the cigarette hungrily, realizing he hasn’t smoked one in well over a week. 

     “... Can I have one of those?”

[kimwexlersponytail]

Kim Wexler In Every Season
Season Two. You don’t save me. I save me.

[methdrip]

jesse, what does WAP mean

jesse’s drunk. mess with him // accepting !!

“Wet Ass Pussy. How do you not know this? Aren’t you, like, seventeen?”

[methdrip]

i’m literally never going to finish this so just fucking take it

[methdrip]

im drunk as fuck send jesse some asks to respond to 

[amourder]

They use kids. These assholes of yours, they got an 11-year old kid doing their killing for them. You’re supposed to be some kind of reasonable business man, this is how you do business?

[eliminated]

[i-am-not-a-guardian-deactivated]

if you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.

[methdrip]

represaliia​:

THE  FACT   that  those  are  the  first  things  the  guy  guesses  makes  antonio  wonder  what  kinds  of  things  the  others  have  been  doing  to  him.      of  course,   he  can  HEAR  some  of  the  screaming,   but  he’s  not  close  enough  to  tell  what’s  going  on  most  of  the  time.      judging  by  his  face  alone,   by  all  the  dry  caked  blood  and  his  eye  that’s  swollen  shut,   nothing  good.      as  hard  as  antonio  tries  to  distance  himself  from  the  GRUESOME  parts  of  this  business,   they  seem  to  always  find  their  way  to  him.

❛      i’m——      ❜        he  cuts  himself  short,   unsure  of  what  to  say.      i’m  a  guard?      i’m  the  guy  who  makes  sure  you  won’t  run  away  so  they  can  keep  hurting  you?      a  wave  of  guilt  hits  him  at  the  thought.        ❛      i’m  tony.      ‘m  not  here  to  hurt  you,   just  keeping  watch.      they’re  gone  for  the  night  already.      ❜

despite  the  other’s  refusal,   tony  twists  the  cap  off  the  water  bottle.        ❛      it’s  not  poisoned;   just  water.      you  look  like  you  need  it.      ❜

JESSE STARES AT the stranger, Tony, gaze full of apprehension. He knows better than to trust the first guy that offers him any sort of kindness, but at the same time, he hasn’t had water in nearly 36 hours, and he knows that if he’d going to stay alive, he’s going to have to drink from this bottle even if there’s something poisonous or worse in it. 

     “... Tony, huh?” he croaks, staring at the now open water bottle. 

There are a few seconds of hesitation before Jesse leans forward and gratefully takes the tiniest of sips, seeming genuinely surprised to find nothing obviously amiss with it. He then takes another drink and another and in three seconds the water is all gone and Jesse is trying to catch his breath. 

     “So, what, like... they pay you to buddy up to me or something? Be my pal?” 

[chrlelosangeles]

[heisenson]

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