#hot as puck

[breakingjustxn]

it’d be really really cool to sit on a rooftop somewhere and scream out pop punk lyrics with someone

[neutron669]

Little Puck

[yappyappyapp]

babe, only you.

jack hughes x reader

to feed my jack obsession recently, here’s a bit of angst and fluff (no mature content). please, enjoy.

also: there’s no proofread, so..

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you found yourself always wondering; “am i good enough for him?”, “do i deserve him?”. comments had been lashed out earlier this evening to darken those already eerie thoughts that you fought so hard to not reside with. a long, long stay.

jack came into the room, that was the man that’s ‘in love with you’. those thoughts slashed at your mind little cuts kept wracking your head. the trance you were in was broken by your lovers lips lovingly placed onto your head, and you felt the couch slightly dip when he sat down beside you. his arm snaked around your shoulders and pulled you close to him, your head lying on his shoulder.

no one questioned if he did enough in this relationship. no one made snarky comments on how he was so quiet, how he looked like he never put enough effort into how he showed his love, but they did to you. and it was torture trying to hit those thoughts out of your brain. every single one of those comments lingered for longer and longer each time someone made another.

“what’s wrong?”

his soft voice lingered in the room as he ran his calloused hands up and down your arm. the television was playing in the background, an old re-run of big bang theory, muted, but with subtitles.

“jack, it’s just,” you started, why couldn’t you form words. a pang in your heart stung against your chest. “i don’t deserve you.” you whispered, he froze, eyes straying from the tv and to your slumped form against him.

“what makes you think that?” he murmured, his blue eyes connected with your glossy (e/c) ones.

“i- im not good enough-“ you were cut off by a sweet kiss to the lips. “don’t talk like that. i don’t care if your quiet, i don’t care what people say about our relationship, (y/n)!” he exclaimed. “people don’t know you, and how lucky i am to actually know and to be with you. i thank anyone in the skies above that they let me hold your hands. you are everything, my universe, my world. don’t let people tear into you.”

he rubbed his hands up and down your spine as you sobbed painfully into his chest, dampening his shirt.

the thoughts were still there, but at least you had someone to guide you along this long and winding road.

“i love you.”

[jokewithoutthek]

Boobs? Ass? Nah someone to defend pop punk with me.

[therescomfortatthebottomofapool]

Why would I watch? 👻

[cryscendo]

kurt hummel solos | spotify tracks (insp)

[jeansandateeshirt]

Pop Punk in 2023

[g-cedillo]

When you put your arms around me, the whole world's alright.

[flaine]

GLEE ANNIVERSARY APPRECIATION WEEK | day 5: parallels

brittany rejecting santana's confession for artie at her locker (2×15) artie rejecting puck's promposal for brittany at his locker (2×20)

[breakingjustxn]

when that new person in your life puts you onto a 10/10 pop punk band, marry that person fr

[neutron669]

Little Puck

(my edit)

[breaking-justin]

someone who likes wrestling, horror and pop punk >>>>

[poppunkprincess]

Sad Summer 2024 line up is stacked

[carpe-mamilia]

Went to the RSC's production of A Midsummer Night's Dream starring Mat Baynton as Bottom this evening. As we crossed into Warwickshire a road sign that was clearly not quite high enough off the ground welcomed us to Shakespeare's cunty, and that was foreshadowing because the show SERVED

[bi-pisces07]

“If I wasn’t so enchanted by our replica of the Monkie Kid, I’d probably say something like- look over there”

“PUSH”

@sun-wukong-brain-rot DISASTER TWINS HEHEHEHE

[sidcrosbrainworms]

THEY PUT FRIEDS ON WAVERS??? CANT HAVE SHIT IN DETROIT