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themxchiavellian:

❝ OH, well it’s mostly expenses, where the money goes. I used to have someone else handle the money, but not anymore. I’m a wary man. Cautious.❞ 

"Of course. I handle the finances myself as well. I can’t trust anyone else to do it--you could say I’m cautious as well. Cautious about my family.”

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❝ you don’t have to pretend to be interested. i’m sure  business management seems very boring to you.❞

“Actually, I’m not pretending, Mr. Fring. I run a business myself--or, at least, I try.”

“Go on.”

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For the better part of her adolescence, Skyler suffered from eating disorders (binging and purging, anorexia-nervosa). Always big-built and thick (chubby during puberty), Skyler hated not being small and dainty like most of her friends seemed to be--her family commenting snidely about her weight only pushed her closer to the edge. Bullying from her peers didn’t help. Her weight issues only seemed to add to her apparent inferior complex to Marie--Marie, thin and small and smart and always perfect--as her sister didn’t hesitate to remark about her weight when she could. 

Skyler’s eating disorders lasted for most of her high school years. Her weight fluctuated from this time, too--at her most unhealthy she was a good thirty pounds underweight. After her AP Calculus teacher pulled her aside, Skyler finally admitted to her eating disorder, and started to receive counseling from her high school’s center, and so her road to recovery began. She began to slowly make healthier eating habits and started thinking positively about herself, accepting her body and size. She accepted she would never be skinny and that her thighs would always touch. Suddenly life seemed a lot easier after that.

Now she’s extremely healthy and encourages her family to be, buying and cooking wholesome meals while occasionally treating them to indulgences like sweets. She finds it’s easier to have a healthy lifestyle with her family joining her, though she occasionally does have her days.

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I can’t remember the last time I was happy.

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Favorite TV Characters: {Breaking Bad} → Skyler White.

“Someone has to protect this family from the man who protects this family”

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someone: i hate skyler white

me: okay... that sounds fake but okay

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i’m waiting. a skyler white fanmix [x]

still daughter || speeding cars imogen heap || bridges broods || fantasy ms mr || a beautiful lie 30 seconds to mars || afterdark blaqk audio || for everything a reason carina round || hanging in a void barcelona || losing you the boxer rebellion || think of you ms mr

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"Because you have no other choice. Your partner's been caught by the DEA--and you could have a similar fate if you don't do as I say."

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"And I should trust you…..why exactly?"

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"I thought he would be with you. What's so urgent that you needed to come here?"

"I left like…five messages. Either he’s ducking my calls or…I don’t know,”  Jesse rubbed the back of his neck, ”So, he isn’t here?” 

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"... At least it's something."

She laughs, shaking her head. 

"Ever since he died... no one has been able to tell the difference."

"I can see that. You have more hair, and… breasts.”

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"--I've told you to stay away."

She sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose in exasperation, and then,

"God knows where he is. I thought you would have his cell number by now."

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"Hey, Mrs White…Is he, uh, is he here? I didn’t wanna come, just, It’s important.” 

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"i'm not him."

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You either run from things, or you face them, Mr. White. I learned it in rehab. It’s all about accepting who you really are.

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What are your views on Sky/Ted?

i think ted found skyler attractive, and skyler found ted to be an escape. it was a purely physical relationship. she'd never found him attractive beyond the physical, though i kind of assume his feelings ran a little deeper than hers. 

skyler was trying to distance her husband from her so he would divorce her and stay away from her. she was scared and confused. in a way, i think she was trying to distance herself from walter too because she wanted ignoring him to be easier than it turned out to be. i suspect she'd known walter was a drug dealer/manufacturer awhile before she told him she knew, so yeah. there's that.

basically it was a purely physical relationship from skyler's point-of-view, an escape of sorts. she'd always known ted had feelings for her so she took advantage of it. however, she did not have any feelings beyond the platonic for him at all. it's unlikely it's the same for him. 

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she often forgets how observant her husband can be--not just in his field of work, but in life in general. she certainly doesn't take him for a fool, but she often wishes she could keep more secrets than she ends up being able to.

skyler just happens to be an open book. she'd decided that some time ago. emotionally reserved, she can't keep a secret from walter to save a damn.  thankfully, it's the same likewise. it reminds her that they'd been meant to  be. 

                 letting the steaming casserole set, she feels her mouth water and instantly                  knows she'll be falling victim to the pesky cravings that plague her during                  this time of pregnancy--salty, fatty, and otherwise unhealthy foods. she'd                  already ate a hot pocket earlier.

it's not bad if it doesn't happen often, she decides. besides, she's eating for two.

                                   "---i think so, actually. it's a good batch tonight."

bringing out drinks and glasses, she focuses her attention on her husband, frowning minutely at his barely concealed grogginess. the frown's quickly wiped from her features and replaced with a chuckle at his joke.

                                           "whatever will we do, mr. white~?"                                            

there was somethingabout driving up to his abode that generated warmth         in  the cavities  of his  abdominal. quite  like this  moment, walt bore a sense of          fervor by  a sheer  glance at his  companion, and though  he’d been noticing her         inclining to  plumpness, he  said not a  word. He knew  what had  come to  light          under his  nose, and  had begun  to notice  the symptoms  flourishing from  his          consort’s frame  that it  was virtually  effortless to  read between  the lines.

            “and will you be having some?” he knew how essential remaining in              fine fettle was to her, and this was just an infinitesimal trial to ratify              the otherwise erroneous concept of her pregnancy.

       when she parted from his encirclement, walt watched her extract the pan from the        cooker with a doting smile, feet groggily walking towards his seat at the table.        ”really?" he asked with a chuckle, envisaging marie— in all purple— suggesting         walt and sky have a night to themselves. of course, he thought with amusement,         marie was always one to give. “well isn’t this dandy?" he said jokingly, a         feeble attempt at making his wife giggle. this was going to be a long night.

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