In Fear and Faith

You've stumbled across the domain of El' Puckerone, the most bad ass dude this side of the fuckin' universe. Leave a message after the beep and leave nudes in my inbox.

[limasdoppelganger-blog]

No, not really.

[beastlypuckerone]

Have you ever played Mario Kart?

[badassdani-deactivated20141027]

Whoa, Mario Kart? Dude I use to play that game all the time when I was a kid.

[beastlypuckerone]

It's good to go back and visit your roots. If something was good for ya back then then why the fuck should that stop me from enjoying that shit now? Have you played any of the new Mario Karts? Those things are off the fuckin' hook, man.

[tylerhybridage-deactivated20160]

That is really interesting..

[beastlypuckerone]

I know right?

[limasdoppelganger-blog]

Was that suppose to make sense?

[beastlypuckerone]

It makes perfect fuckin' sense, baby cakes.

[beastlypuckerone]

Update to the miscreant masses: N64 Rainbow road shall return on fuckin' Mario Kart 8. Get stoked bitches.

[sexyunholyshewolf-deactivated20]

PUCK YOU FUCK

[sexyunholyshewolf-deactivated20]

Santana took a few drags from the cigarette between her lips and she listened to him as she got comfortable and she leaned into his side absently and she rested her head on his shoulder. She looked up at him with those doe like eyes of her’s and a soft sigh escaped her lips,”If its any consolation, I missed you…” she muttered she wasn’t one to admit that often but it was the truth and he needed to hear it from her, he needed a bit of kindness his way it seemed and well he was her sanity for the most part.

[beastlypuckerone]

Looking down at Santana, as she looks up at him and sighs-- Puck realizes why he stepped up in the first place. The people that he cares about... they need someone. Even if he feels like they don't give a shit about him, Santana does. Santana does and she always has, even when he left. Even when everyone else doubted him and left him in the dust. Santana stayed. "I missed you too, Santana. So much, and you don't know how much it fucking means to me that you're still here..."

[sexyunholyshewolf-deactivated20]

PUCK YOU FUCK

[sexyunholyshewolf-deactivated20]

He was right, they lost everyone even without disappearing themselves, the last push over the edge was her pushing Marley away anyway. She walked over and sat down beside him on the couch and she grabbed one of his cigarettes, put it between her lips and looked at him,”Light me?” she muttered, she was calming down but she was still just a mess in herself. She looked at him, they were the misfits, the fucking fuck ups, the ones who were too proud to be under someone else’s orders yet too bitchy to keep anyone following them. “What do we do Puck? I…I can’t be alone and I can’t join someone else’s pack, I’ll get myself kicked out of any pack I try to join”

[beastlypuckerone]

Puck laughs. He always knew he and Santana would be together for the long haul. They worked well together. They never took anyone's shit, they protect their own, and they pretty much suck and both leading and following. Together though, they worked well-- Before all this shit happened. "We fucking rebuild, Santana. On our own rules. Fuck this shit that's going on in this fucking cow town. No one's doing anything. Fuck the rules, fuck who we can and can't interact with. I say we get some fucking vamps, get some hunters, make some fucking connections... And get our pack back. Hale won't know what hit 'em, Klaus-- man... We can't beat him, and I won't fucking join him... but we could at least let him know not to fuck with our own. We need Blaine, we need Marley, we need Hunter. We can survive just the two of us. We need our fucking pack. We need respect." Puck finishes his cigarette, and stamps it out roughly into the ash tray. He's done with the shit he was pulling when he came back last. He was weak, pathetic. Everyone fucking saw it. "It's time people remember who the fuck we are, Santana."

[sexyunholyshewolf-deactivated20]

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[sexyunholyshewolf-deactivated20]

Santana looked at him when he yelled back and she got in his face now,”Pack? WHAT PACK?” she hollered at him. “I took off not long after you did because I couldn’t do it without you, what the hell is wrong with you?” she hollered, she looked like she were inbetween possibly crying and fighting back the urge to wolf out with how angry she was, how messed up her life was was getting to her. “We don’t have a pack, you left, I left and guess what most of the rest of em left too, ran right off to Hale because they won’t be Omega because of your mistakes, but guess who’s alone now?” 

[beastlypuckerone]

"Blaine already left! I haven't seen Hunter in months! Marley fucking hates me! And you never really respected me in the fucking first place. Our pack is gone, Santana. It's just me and you. What do you want us to do? It was just us. And we fucking left. No one want's to follow a fucking coward and a pussy." He could see Santana's rage, he could feel it. Puck didn't want any of this to happen. He was trying to help the first time he left, but he couldn't escape his fate fast enough. He's lucky he made it out alive, and when he gets back everyone just writes him off like that? Puck takes a deep breathe and sits down on the couch, lighting up a cigarette from the pack on the table. "They are better off, really. What the fuck else do you want from me, Lopez? Everyone is better off without me as their leader."

[sexyunholyshewolf-deactivated20]

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"Do you have any idea what you put me through by taking off again?" Santana had barged into his home not giving a shit any more, she was going to confront him. "How could you? How could you take off like that and leave me to clean it up?" she was shaking from a mixture of anger and hurt,"I couldn’t clean it up and look what happened"

[beastlypuckerone]

Puck stands up from the couch suddenly when he hears Santana storm in. He's expected her to react to him leaving again negatively, but he thought he locked the door. "Fuck you, Lopez! You didn't really give a shit the first time I left why should it matter now, huh? You probably had a grand fucking time being in control. It's what you've wanted, right? So take it! I'm a shit fucking leader anyway." Letting that off his chest he looks at Santana, and see's that she's not just yelling out of pure anger. He left his pack again. People could have gotten hurt, again-- but it doesn't matter anyway, at least he thinks. Whenever he was around people still got hurt. It doesn't matter. "You're just pissed you couldn't fucking handle things. I mean, it's not as easy as it looks, right chica? You think it was fun being alpha? No. That's why I'm done with that shit. You can have the pack."

[midnightbeta-deactivated2015100]

I’m Erica, or you can call me E. And you are?

[beastlypuckerone]

Most people call me Puck, but you can call me anytime.

[beastlypuckerone]

Private

[acrosendee]

Keep thinking that, I’m just saying those things for your own good.

[beastlypuckerone]

You don't know a damned thing about El' Puckerone, twerp.

[midnightbeta-deactivated2015100]

Long cut, who even chews short anymore?

[beastlypuckerone]

Pussy bitches, that's who. I like you're style, chika. You got a name?

[beastlypuckerone]

Private

[acrosendee]

I’m not saying you’re gay, I’m saying you may be bi.

[beastlypuckerone]

I'm not into dudes, I love pussy. I also love getting my dick sucked.

[beastlypuckerone]

Private

[acrosendee]

Yeah of course.

[beastlypuckerone]

Ask any MILF in this town if I'm fucking gay.

[beastlypuckerone]

Private

[acrosendee]

Thank you… and well if you would let a dude get any near that area it does make you gay or bi, but there’s nothing wrong with it, hey it’s your life you should live the way you want and you shouldn’t be ashame of it.

[beastlypuckerone]

I'm not fucking gay, dude.

[acrosendee]

First of all, I’m dating Quinn, and I would never cheat on her, and second I am straight.

[beastlypuckerone]

You're with Quinn, little dude... Nice fucking catch. And it's not gay dude, I'm not gay. I'm just saying there isn't nothin' wrong with bros helping bros. Clears up those blue balls a little better when it's not your hand doing the action.

[dickselsior-deactivated20190715]

Was I supposed to understand that? 

[beastlypuckerone]

Is Mr. Pickle not getting any of the slap and tickle?