#c:puck

[galahadsboy]

Puck grinned as he moaned too. "God your tight" he moaned as he waited a moment inside Kyle before starting to fuck him.

willyoustilllovemeifimbroken​:

Kyle groaned as the cold lubed finger entered his hole. It was a bit tight but he soon adjusted. Leaning forward he captured Puck’s lips with his own. Kissing him to distract from any pain he might feel from being opened up.

Puck pushed his figners into the tight hole and let them sit for a moment he felt the other man relax around his fingers before he started to work them in and out stretching the hold making it ready for the hard cock that was impatiently waiting.

[actorcooper]

@puckhq replied to your post “Make a post on social media professing your love...”:

dude, i feel the same about you

​Love you, bro. We should totally go out sometime and be each other's wingmen.

[privmelissa]

PRIVATE MESSAGE

@puckhq replied to your post “Take Puck out on a date.”:

dm: I'm a dick...

​​yeah, well glad you got to figure stuff out. Next time tell me beforehand before I suck a friend's ex's dick (which is also awful of me), but I thought you actually liked me.

[moodybites]

Redraw of my favourite Demon brothers, Puck and Pitch

Puck (It’s the boi) belongs to me, and Pitch (I’m boi) belongs to my friend Caesar ;v;

[psuauroraabrams]

How olds your kid? If you don't mind me asking. To be honest Fall is amazing. I do love the summer but I will always be a Fall girl through and through.

I do write and two published books of a trilogy right now, the series is called the emerald world, they are being worked into audio books at the moment so should be released soon.

Oh so you are doing Drama with my brother Thomas huh? He's a great teacher. Nice to meet you Puck, how long have you been at PSU?

Not just you, I'm a summer kinda guy but my kid is all about fall. But we're a caramel apple household. And my mom's favorite holiday is Thanksgiving, not for the killing of natives but for spending time with family and cooking, it's her love language. So I'm in a family of fall people. You write? Anything published, anything with an audio book, I ain't great at finishing books.

Hey. I think I'm taking your brother's class this semester, unless you're a different Abrams. I'm Puck.

[galahadsrp]

muse: Puck

open: men

Plot: A guy who has stumbled into his woods.

He had been talking with the man in his woods since he came in. He had found him extremely attractive and he wanted to claim him as his own. He had said something about fucking him and the other had chuckled asking if he was joking so he reached over grabbing his cock through his pants. “Dose if feel like I am joking?” he asked with a grin.

[dcrbyalbright]

Neve had herself draped across the piano, leaning into her role, head propped up as she watched the music major tinkle away at the keys. His song was slow, a little morose, the blonde watching him with pursed lips. “Jesus, this sounds like a funeral. Do you know Party Rock Anthem? Any Britney?” She questioned, the boy’s playing halting suddenly, glaring up at her. “It’s Bach. You uncultured - “ he began, the girl heaving herself off before he could finish, uninterested in whatever defense he had. Spotting Puck, she trotted up to him, flinging her hands over his eyes and crooning out “guess who”. Her hands released him, placing a red lipstick kiss on his cheek. “Howdy, pardner! You having any fun tonight? I tried to get Liberace over there to play something more upbeat, but we’re fighting now. Don’t worry. Only a small quarrel between pals,” she quipped, turning her head to flash a smile back towards the other boy. @puckfm​

[abelhayward]

dash chat | puck

Puck: You're having another kid?

Abel: Yep, that I am.

[hxesandruin]

˙ ˖ ✶ Puck & Ducky

Ducky needed a break from all the needle and fabric, the hum of the sewing machine a constant sound even in his dreams. He loved designing and creating, something that was now a hobby was once a necessity when he didn't have clothes to put on his back. Now he was grateful. and even if he didn't have everything. He had enough, he had people who loved him, gave him a home.

Finding himself at a bar was no surprise as he felt slightly antsy whenever Floyd wasn't home and after a quick hug and kiss goodnight to Floyd's grandmother, he was out there door. Knowing Floyd would arrive about a second after he left. As he entered the venue and the dim lighting met his eyes, he scanned the room. Bodies milling about, idle chatter just becoming nothing but background noise as he found a seat, dashing away from the man holding a puppet coming his way.

"Nope, just me." Ducky mused as he looked back, thankfully Puck's presence drove Harold away. "Had to take this seat to warrant not having to talk to puppet man over there."

Location: Breaking Glass Bar For: Ducky | @omgduckybirrani Character: Puck

The dim light spilling from the antique streetlamps painted Cardinal Hill in soft hues of amber and shadow. Puck wandered the familiar streets with a sense of both wariness and familiarity. The town hadn’t changed much since his youth; the same wooden signs swung outside the same shops, creaking in the breeze as if greeting an old friend. But Puck wasn’t quite sure he felt like a friend—more like an intruder who had once slipped away unnoticed and now returned with secrets stacked upon secrets.

He found himself outside a place he hadn't been around long enough to enjoy - a place that promised a chance to forget. The sight of it made him smirk; he could already envision himself tucked away in some far corner, watching townsfolk through the haze of his over-priced local ale, gauging whether anyone here still recognized him, or worse, still remembered. He stepped inside. Settling into a chair by the window, Puck pulled a battered notebook from his bag. He was at least going to look like he was keeping busy - or his editor would come to town and hassle him.

The bar was crowded enough to where even he felt like an asshole for taking up a bartop for himself. So, the next stranger that came in without an entourage at their heels made Puck look up from his notebook. "You can sit. Unless you're waiting for someone." If that is the case, his tone said, go away.

[reyhartt-blog]

Private || Puck

@notoriouspuckasaurus :

 I just… fucking hell.

I mean, I don’t have to. Since it’d be hard to sneak into the frat house, avoiding basically every guy there who will know I was there. I just thought you’d like the help to calm down.

[galahadsboy]

@innuendosrps

Continued from here

Puck let his head fall back as he slowly jerked his cock. Being a fae he was a highly sexual creature. He was not being quiet letting the wet sound of his jerking go through the apartment & allowing himself the occasional grunt “Johnathan” he moans out softly.  He let out under his breath low enough that if Jonathan was human he wouldn’t be able to hear it but with acute werewolf senses he would be able to.

[actorcooper]

📲 COOPUCK

COOPER: hey bro!

COOPER: let’s go out to the bars again, it’s been. Whole and I have new martial to pick up some dates.

@puckhq

[actorcooper]

COOPER: yeah it would be boring to be with an accountant or whatever, like I want someone who will jump off a bridge with me or will ride on a motorcycle with me, ya know? COOPER: uhm a long time? back during her first deployment, like 10 ish years ago?

PUCK: I mean it is pretty cool but like that's a good thing you don't wanna be with someone less cool than you

PUCK: how long have y'all been doing whatever it is y'all do?

[moodybites]

In honour of Halloween please have two demon brothers.

Puck belongs to moi Pitch belongs to @incvbi

[galahadsrp]

muse: Robin Goode

open: men, anyone

Plot: Robin is playing dress up

"howdy partner" he said in a terrible cowboy accent. He had seen the Stetson at a thrift shop and then put together the rest of the outfit to go with it "what do you think of this look? can I pull it off?" he asked

[abelhayward]

whatthepuck20 replied to your post: what is your ideal first date?

As long as it’s not Olive Garden, I’m down boo.

I’ll make sure to swoon your socks off boo.