#f2f:puck

[sntanalopez]

Santana and Puck rarely just hung out - there was usually a bit more physical activity involved - so she felt a little stiff on the usual walk up to her bedroom. She shut the door behind him and leaned against it, playing with the arm of her Cheerios letterman jacket hanging on the back. “So...” She started, looking around the room like she was looking for a topic of conversation, “How are things?” She finished, knowing it was a stupid question because they were obviously not great, but if Puck wanted to talk about his feelings she was there to lead him in. 

@npuck​

[fashionmiahq]

TIMEFRAME: June 21st

LOCATION: Puck’s condo

OPEN TO: @puckmanhq

Even after running into Puck at the Gala earlier in the week, Mia was surprised by his texts and invitation earlier that day.  After finishing recording and editing her content piece about her Gala dress, which had been difficult because she kept thinking about the fun advantages of the full skirt of the dress, Mia headed to her closet and tried to pick out something that was cute, without trying, and also chill.  She settled on a pair of thin, soft leggings, and a deep v wrap style crop top.  She’d had her hair pulled back in a french braid most of the day and she took it out, finger combing her hair into lose waves which she then captured in a loose ponytail at the nape of her neck.  The final piece before she made her way to Puck was to pull out two different tubs of ice cream from her freezer that she’d picked up earlier.  If Puck wanted to ‘chill’ then ice cream was a must.

[finnosaurus-blog1]

The talk ||Pinn 10.4.2040(?)

Microwaved meatloaf. That’s what Finn had been making for his late night cravings for the last few weeks. It was something that comforted him, mostly because it reminded him of what his mom used to make for him everyday. He’s been lacking of sleep lately and it was probably his stupid mind overthinking stuff as usual.

Separating the meatloaf into two pieces using a knife, he looked out of their small kitchen as he glazed right over to his husband. Everything just seemed so perfect whenever he say his perfect man.

He sighed, he carrying the two plates of meatloaf out and putting them on the coffee table before joining his husband on the couch, who was watching some kind of movie on the TV screen. “Hey, guess what.” Finn spoke up in a slightly teasing tone. “It’s meatloaf again.”

[askingfabrayquinn]

FACE TO FACE ⇄ QUICK

[Getting out of her car after she stopped the engine when she arrived Puck's home, Quinn walked towards the familiar porch. Driving down to Lima wasn't so fun when she was all alone. She was tired and kind of bored. She tried to look not so tired because she didn't want to fall asleep once more when she's with him and then she knocked the door hoping that her boredom would end with Puck's company and waited for a few seconds until she heard the footsteps.] "Come on, Puckerman! I can't wait all day." She said as a playful smile played on her lips. 

[sntanalopez]

“Hey, asshole,” Santana called after Puck as she saw him ditching school early. She pushed her way through the random gaggle of freshmen in the hall and ran to catch up with him, smacking him on the back of the head when she finally did. “My best friend. Really?” She said through gritted teeth, stepping in front of him so he’d have to stop walking. “Your best friend’s girlfriend. Really?” She repeated, tapping her foot impatiently. “You know, if you were getting bored of me and needed to dip a toe into the Cheerios sex pool, you could’ve done it with literally anyone else.” She felt herself start to get really hot and could taste pennies in her mouth which only happened when she was really, really upset and upset she was. She couldn’t believe they’d both kept this secret from her for so long. Not even just a few days, but a few weeks maybe. “And you were dangling this in front of me like it was some juicy Puckerman secret, when the fact is is that you’re so desperate to be cool you’d sleep with the only girl that could secure you any kind of place at McKinley High and you fucked that up for her and yourself.”

@npuck​

[sntanalopez]

“You can look through my iPod Touch if you want. I bought it from a pawn shop because the guy told me it had Ricky Martin’s sex tape on it. He lied, obviously, but there’s some sick tunes on it.” Santana was brushing her hair, watching Puck in her vanity mirror. She’d invited him over to work on audition songs for the Glee club, but really she was dying to know all about his summer fun. “So...anyone you’re looking to get closer to by joining the club?” The question was obvious, sure, but Puck had a thick skull and needed that sometimes. “Between you and me, I’m only joining because Sue asked me to. I wouldn’t come near any member of that club with a ten foot pole normally, but Sue has it out for Schuester and I’d rather betray the man that looks like he lost his ticket to Sesame Street than Coach Sylvester.” 

@npuck​