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I’m planning to give out some rewards for donations towards my haircut and towards tattoos! Google Pay or PayPal donations to [email protected]!

IN 5 DAYS! So I started an amazon wishlist :)

http://amzn.com/w/G13KK9MXEN8J 

Aaaand I fixed the link so you can view the wishlist

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THINGS WE MAY FIND OUT

Okay, for Better Call Saul…

#1.  What if Howard wrote Chuck’s letter to Jimmy?

I know I always said that Kim did, and she makes a lot of sense, but what if they tried to knock us back with a surprising twist? What if, after getting Howard shot, Jimmy finds out that it was him, not Chuck and not Kim, who penned the letter?

#2.  What if Lalo survives?

What if, instead of dying, Lalo picks up the phone and orders a “Dust filter for a Hoover Max extract pressure pro model 60?” It could happen. There’s no proof that he’s alive. The only people looking for him are Gus and Mike, everyone else thinks he died in Mexico. He’s safe from law enforcement, so long as he can get a new identity, and Gus never had a chance of finding him. No, it’s the other way around. Gus is playing a waiting game; waiting for Lalo to come to him! So if instead Lalo just buys that dust filter, he’s gone. Retirement is an option.

#3.  What if Howard lives?

People survive gunshots all the time. People even survive gunshots to the head! So there is a potential for Howard to survive. 

#4.  What if Jimmy dumps Kim?

No, I don’t mean that Jimmy distances himself from Kim to protect her. I mean, what if Jimmy decides, “Hey! This bitch is crazy!” I’m outta here.”

It could happen. Like I said previously, Kim is in this Walter White style downward spiral. 

Remember:  Slipping Jimmy scammed people for profit. It’s how he made his milk money. It was a means to an end. A short cut, yes, but simply his way of putting clothes on his back and food on his table. Kim seems to be doing the exact opposite. She turned away from her own goal, sabotaged her own “end” – the meeting about funding a Pro Bono law office – in order to get Howard. 

Remember Walter White? Remember how he was offered a great job and all his medical bills paid and he turned it down in favor of cooking up crystal meth? Well that was what Kim Wexler did. That is what she became. Like Walter White she walked away from the legitimate answer, THE CHARITY, and chose to go for it on her own, even if it wasn’t a legitimate means.

Might Jimmy see this? Might it scare him? And, no, it doesn’t follow that he would have to later spot it in Walter. After all, he wasn’t close to Walter. He didn’t know the whole backstory. He didn’t see all the opportunities that Walter walked away from. But he sees them with Kim. So maybe Kim doesn’t leave and maybe she doesn’t get killed. Maybe Jimmy dumps her.

NOTE:  Jimmy does mention his “Ex Wife” in Breaking Bad. Sure he had other ex wives, but maybe Kim is the one that left him feeling scorched.

#5.  The timelines cross

There’s no reason why the Better Call Saul timeline can’t overlap Breaking Bad. Saul Goodman doesn’t make his first appearance until episode 8 of season 2. Going by when the episodes aired there’s 15 months where the characters of Breaking Bad & Better Call Saul co existed in the same city with little or no knowledge of each other.

NOTE:  Jesse at least knows who Saul Goodman is, and it has been suggested by others he may have had contact with him prior to the Breaking Bad timeline.

On Sunday, November 23, Reaction Junkie returned from being away for two weeks. It was the longest we’d been apart at that point, and I think it’s safe to say that we missed each other quite a bit. I picked him up from the airport at ridiculous o'clock in the morning, and started driving us back to my apartment. As we drove, he took my hand and put it on his crotch. He said that he was hard thinking about fucking me. I could feel how true that was through his pants, and grinned. It was a totally panty melting move on his part, especially because he doesn’t do things like that super often. Whenever he does, though, it gets me going like crazy.

When we got back to my place, we made the bed and then I made pancakes while he relaxed. Chocolate chip, just as he likes. When I brought out the food, I found him sitting in a chair, waiting for me. I gave him his plate, and as I was about to start eating my pancakes, he stopped me. He pointed at the floor and told me to eat from there. I smiled. I’d missed this sort of thing while he’d been gone. I put my plate on the floor and started eating like a good little puppy.

When we both finished eating, we headed to bed. As soon as we got there, we were on each other. Rolling around, kissing, touching. Each of us appreciating the presence of the other. We cuddled hard, and I was almost too excited to sleep. But then I got myself off and we both fell asleep for six hours. When we woke up, I cajoled Reaction Junkie into starting to teach me some rope, which I’d been saying I wanted to do for several weeks.

Little did he know, I’d already learned a few things. I’d decided that I would spend some of the extra free time I had while he was away learning rope. Partially because it just seemed like a good thing to learn as someone who bottoms for rope, partially because I thought it might be fun, but most of all, I decided to do it because bondage is basically Reaction Junkie’s top kink. I’m always game for him to tie me up, of course, and I can always slap some cuffs on him but I wanted to be able to top him for rope, as well. So, during the two weeks he was gone, I started learning rope.

I began with some simple online tutorials, focusing on some of the basics of tying knots. I also asked The Violinist to teach me some things. I even braved my extreme anxiety about and aversion to learning in public and asked Boy Genius to teach me during happy hour. I spent many hours while Reaction Junkie was gone practicing knots over and over again until I felt comfortable with them, and managed to figure out some ties on my legs. I had a great time doing so, and got a great deal of satisfaction out of learning something new. I dropped a few hints to Reaction Junkie about getting him a gift, and started scheming about how to reveal my new skills.

I decided that it would be most fun to have him start teaching me something and make it seem like I didn’t know what I was doing. Then, when he was patiently letting me use him to practice on for the umpteenth time, I would wow him by easily tying the knot and maybe even tying him up. If this was pool, I’d have been planning to hustle him.

Reaction Junkie wasn’t fully awake when he started teaching me. He put a couple wraps around my wrist and tied a knot, but when he pulled the rope to show me how it wouldn’t collapse, the whole thing came undone. We both laughed a little at this sleepyheaded move. I said, “Let me try,” and took his hand. He asked, “Has someone been teaching you rope?” I just gave him a little smile and confidently tied a somerville bowline. Then I looked up at him and said. “That’s what I got you while you were gone. I’ve been learning rope.” I watched his face for his reaction, and was gratified to see that he was very happy with the present.

Reaction Junkie watched me tie the knot again and said, “That’s hot.” I grinned and did a little happy butt wiggle, pleased that I’d been able to keep my rope learning a secret from him the whole time he’d been gone. I’m terrible at not telling people when I’m getting them something or doing something for them that I know they’ll be happy about, but this time I’d managed not to spoil the surprise.

I’ve decided I’m going to be doing something for you lot once I hit the hundred follower mark. It’s not going to be explicitly sexual, but know those who follow me, I’m sure you’ll be able to read into it. 

The way things have been going, I’d imagine it’d be some time later this week. Just thought I’d build up a little suspense rather than completely blindside you with it. I can do the blindsiding when I hit five hundred. Gosh, would you look at the ego on that.

Oh, and thanks for following. It’s been pretty damn fun so far. Ask box is always open, always discrete. So say something, boys and girls.

Ta,

C