That Dude Smoking Is Basically Me Except I Would Be Smoking Weed 🍁 💨

His facial expressions here remind me of my Boston Terrier asking me for food and she legit turns her her and looks at my plate of food on the table and then looks at me gesturing to it like she’s saying ‘Give it to me.’ 🤣 it’s confirmed! Nacho is a Boston Terrier if he was a dog plus their both not very tall, but their both muscular, and had a bad history. Boston’s were used for fighting and he’s in the cartel, and they both are owner pleasers. My cards are on the table ladies and gentlemen! Time to start doing fanart of a cat Lalo and Boston terrier Nacho.

AYYYYYYY I’m loving this so far! ❤️

WIP excerpt time!

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They cleaned up quickly. Lalo got dressed in his discarded clothes, but he picked out another outfit for Nacho while he finished up in the shower—his favorite of Nacho’s shirts, which was a deep maroon, and tight black jeans. He handed them to Nacho when he came back into the bedroom.

“No underwear,” he said as Nacho accepted them. “It will make it easier when I decide to fuck you again.”

Nacho smirked. “You serious about screwing me all over the house?”

Lalo pulled him into his arms for a kiss. “How many times do I have to tell you? I always mean what I say.”

“Liar.”

Lalo gave his bottom lip a nibble. “I mean it when it comes to you, amorcito.”

Nacho raised a skeptical eyebrow.

He released him with a chuckle. As Nacho dressed, Lalo surveyed the room with a frown—the rumpled bed, the duffle bags on the floor. This wouldn’t do. He went to the door and poked his head out. “Ciro!” he shouted. “Ciro, get your ass in here!”

A few moments later, Ciro came flying down the hall. “Yes, patrón?” He looked back and forth between them and flushed—it wouldn’t take a genius to figure out what they’d been up to.

Lalo gestured. “Look at this! Our guest’s luggage all over the floor? This is acceptable to you?”

Ciro’s eyebrows furrowed—understandable, since this wasn’t a part of his usual duties. “I-I’m sorry, patrón.”

“Well? Clean it up! Put his things away.” He pointed at him in warning. “And don’t just stuff his clothes in the bureau. Hang them up nice.”

“Yes, patrón.” Ciro set his gun down and went to work.

“And make the bed, too!”

Ciro didn’t turn around, but the back of his neck darkened. “Yes, patrón.”

- Reign in Hell, coming soon to an AO3 near you!

This is funny as shit lmao 🤣 ‘Ketch ‘im deddy’ *later shuts door leaving him in there* ‘yer’ doin’ gret!’ 🤣

The world is going to hell. You owe it to yourself to watch this video of Irish people attempting to get a bat out of their kitchen.

This is fucking great! And needs more love! ❤️

vaas

Left 4 dead 2 and Far Cry 3

Dark Souls and Pokemon

I love the colors and his facial expressions ❤️

Muy Bien 👌

One more uwu

How is this going to be the ONLY Nacho/Gus fanfic?!?! But I’m so excited for this!

WIP excerpt from “Those Who Wait” (Gustavo Fring/Nacho Varga)

Gonna put this under a cut because Gus is a FREAK and has some extremely disturbing fantasies. 😂 CW for sadism.

Btw do we have a ship name for these two yet???

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Bruh if anyone is bored asf and wants to do a Nacho Varga edit but you don’t know what song to choose I got’chu 👍

https://youtu.be/tk36ovCMsU8

Lmao 🤣 this is so damn cute!!!

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A edit I made based off of the Valo post by lilithblade