Puck acts like he isn’t afraid of anything, and he isn’t. Except there’s an accident, something bad happens, and he’s in his car. He’s trapped, he can’t move, and when he does move it fucking hurts. Even when he doesn’t move, it hurts. And he’s kinda scared, and he doesn’t want to be alone.
Someone’s already assured him that they’ve called an
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Have I mentioned that I love you so, so much for hurting Puck? I am sick and twisted, but it's so much fun!!!
I love!!
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You wouldn't know I love Puck from how much and how often I enjoy hurting him (maybe you would; maybe that's why I'm single =P).
Atm, I'm working on the theme of coming out. It is RIDICULOUSLY difficult.
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Oh, I get that. Puck is my favorite character, my baby boy, and you've seen what I do to him in fics!
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I got recced over here desperate for some Puck/Kurt/Finn and...asjdjgshf thank you.
And you call them fuckurt too. Yay.
Gorgeous.
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I'm reading through the other right now. These boys just exist to be a pairing.
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