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Great, maybe we can suggest it to the group. Though it's probably for the best if we rig it so Kitty and Finn can't get each other.

puckyeahla

yeah that's a smart idea. we can bring it up in the group chat? dude, most definitely. there's no telling what they might get each other. i'm kind of scared to see, and not much scares me.

#𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚘 #𝚠𝚑𝚘 / 𝚛𝚢𝚍𝚎𝚛

ryderlynn97

Are we doing gifts for everyone this year or would a secret santa be better? I can probably afford one nice present for someone or cheap presents for everyone.

puckyeahla

dude, we should do secret santa. i think that would be easier on everyone. i didn't even think about it, but it'd rather do that then buy you all like cheap crap that you don't need.

#𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚘 #𝚠𝚑𝚘 / 𝚛𝚢𝚍𝚎𝚛

swcrdsqndperfumc

Is it bad to ask for a pandora charm this year, i feel if all my friends get me a charm ill have a full bracelet by the end of it!

puckyeahla

i don't think so. i mean they can be a little pricey but not crazy out there. that's a pretty genius plan tbh. are there certain ones you want or is it more fun to just see what they surprise you with?

#𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚘 #𝚠𝚑𝚘 / 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚗

black friday deals are already out so get in your gift requests now for the holidays unless you wanna end up with something cheap that you didn't ask for.

#lila:start #/ q

sugarmottafashion

"Okay good, believe it or not but not everyone thinks that's a good thing." Sugar laughed as the man confirmed that he meant it as a compliment. She had thick skin though and was perfectly capable of ignoring any negativity that was thrown her way. "Right? It would be a crime against fashion for no-one to see this again." She agreed, twirling the bottom of her skirt around. Whilst she probably could afford to only wear outfits once, she looked too good in them for that to be the case. "I guess you could re-wear yours to children's parties, hire yourself out as the entertainment..." She added jokingly.

Sugar watched his gaze shift and it didn't take a genius to work out what he was looking at as she saw the smitten smile forming. It was sickening, and enough to stir some feelings of jealousy within her. She wanted someone to smile at like that, was it too much to ask? The jealousy only grew further as he mentioned the fact that they had been best friends for years. Sure, she'd married her best friend too, but her relationship was also just one big charade. "Relationships where you're friends first are the best kind." She commented, pushing her feelings down into a box. Sugar freakin' Motta would not be jealous of someone dressed as Buzz Lightyear in a polyester nightmare. She was better than that. "I'm a freelance stylist and personal shopper. So people pay me to tell them what to buy, what to wear and what suits them." She explained.

puckyeahla

"Oh, I know. I've always been on that side of things too. People aren't crazy about bluntness but I'm not a liar. I'd rather someone be straight up with me than try and sugarcoat things. Even when it's something you don't wanna hear." Puck let out a short laugh, shaking his head at her joke. “Yeah, okay, I could probably rock the kids party circuit… but I don't see that happening unless my business suddenly goes under and I'm desperate. I own a pool cleaning business but for like the rich and celebs and shit. Guess I could hire someone to wear this thing and stand on the streets with business signs. I mean, turtles swim so it kinda works."

Puck tilted his head, giving her a small, amused smile. "And yeah… being friends first is the best. Makes everything else way easier. You actually know the person before you get all serious. No games, no pretending. Honestly, that’s how it should be. I've never been much of a relationship guy until now." When she mentioned her work, Puck’s eyebrows shot up, impressed. "Freelance stylist and personal shopper? That explains a lot. That takes skill, and confidence. Respect. Maybe I'll keep you in mind next time I'm suckered into one of those fancy parties like this. I'm not much of a dress up kind of guy and could use some help before i get arrested by the fashion police."

#𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 #𝚠𝚑𝚘 / 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛 #sugar: 001 #/ q

tinaccs

PRIVATE.

you say that like sappy's not my default. but i'll try my best to keep it together for your sake.

easier said than done, but i'm trying. you guys have definitely helped.

i'll see if i can convince them. might be easier once they see the group of hot babes, to be fair. i'll start searching. they're totally eligible bachelors, how hard could it be?

puckyeahla

private:

nah, it's all good. as long as sappy tina is a happy tina.

really? i'm glad. not sure how, but however i managed to, that's a relief. but seriously if i can keep helping, just lemme know.

i'm sure if anyone can, it would be you. let's just try and filter out any crazies. neither of them need or deserve that.

#𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚘 #𝚠𝚑𝚘 / 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚊 #/ q

chaneilkular

MATTHEW BROOME as Guy Thwarte The Buccaneers 2x05 "A Whole Love"

#𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 #/ q

sugarmottafashion

"Hold back? Why would I hold back?" Sugar asked. Sexuality crises aside, she had never been one to edit herself, she usually said whatever came to mind without giving it much of a second thought. She liked to think of herself as just straight talking, but the word 'bitch' had also been used before. At least she'd stopped telling everyone she had Aspergers as a reason for her truth-telling. Now she just owned it. "If people have a problem with me then that's their issue, not mine. I'm not holding myself back for anyone." She added with a shrug of her shoulders. "Plastic is pretty on theme for LA, I'll give you that." She joked, looking around at the sea of lip filler and Botox around them.

"Yes it's from my closet, I got it for a friend's birthday party a couple of years ago and I thought it deserved to be seen again. I work in fashion but I'm not a model." She explained. "And my dad's in real estate but I wouldn't exactly call me an heiress. I'm not like Paris Hilton or anything." Sugar added. "Mhmmm sure, but also you're like... contractually obligated to say he looks the best even if he doesn't. He could look terrible and you'd still be biased and put him first. How long have you guys been together?" She asked in a rare show of interest in something that wasn't to do with her.

puckyeahla

Puck shook his head with a grin, leaning back just enough to keep it casual. “It was a compliment. You say what you mean, people can deal with it. It’s honestly kind of nice seeing someone cut through all the fake around here for once.” He waved vaguely at the crowd, full of influencers and over-the-top costumes. “I mean, look at this place — you're not wrong. Good on you for wearing something more than once. I feel like most people with money are one and done with their outfits. Points for effort, seriously.” He glanced down at his own costume and chuckled. “Of course, how I would ever re-use what I'm wearing, I have no idea.”

Puck’s gaze flicked briefly toward Finn, a soft smile playing at his lips, before returning to her. “And yeah… my vote’s already decided. Finn looks amazing, always has. We haven't been dating all that long; it's still kinda new. But he's been my best friend for years. So I guess we've been a pair long enough that he’s stuck with me. Doesn’t mean you’re not killing it tonight, though.” He shrugged, hands tucked in his pockets, grin widening. “So what kind of work do you do in fashion? Like design or make-up or something?”

#𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 #𝚠𝚑𝚘 / 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛

snixinla

...definitely not the worst they could do but I'll let you ponder on that one for a lil bit. Honestly wondered if this was karma for being a lazy ass not wanting to put pants on, but screw that. After a day rubbing elbows with LA's finest, I needs my beef-and-cheese wrapped carbs.

Wow, I really appreciate you pimping out your friend for me! Bet she loves that. Most Latin countries have some kind of empanada, and it pains me to say but the Colombians take it for me on those.

puckyeahla

not to you. you didn't do anything wrong. people order in all the time. now if you did it every day, then you might have a problem. call the restaurant and throw a fit. guarantee they'll send you a replacement if they want your service again.

she's cool, and i think she likes doing the cooking. i mean, i'm complimenting her talent, not pimping her out. she's very much taken. so what's the difference between an empanada and a hand pie? just sweet and savory?

#𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚘 #𝚠𝚑𝚘 / 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚊

sugarmottafashion

"Thank you." Sugar grinned at the museum comment, taking it as a compliment regardless of whether it was meant as one or not. "Although for the record, the Louvre thing wasn't me, I just robbed my closet instead." She looked around as he spoke, nodding in agreement as he compared her dress value to the rest of the party. This was a semi-celebrity event so it was high praise and probably not all that accurate. Though accuracy had yet to bother her when it came to accepting praise from admiring fans. "Ah yes, voting for your boyfriend so you can get laid tonight, that makes sense." She commented, trying to fake it as always with the sexual comments. Sugar had wanted to call the man lame for voting for his boyfriend automatically before remembering she was wearing a wedding ring and people would expect her to vote for Sebastian in this situation. "Okay firstly, you can get more manly than a superhero. Secondly, are you even really a superhero? Isn't Buzz just a plastic toy?"

puckyeahla

Puck let out a low whistle, clearly entertained. “You don’t hold back, do you?” he said with a laugh, shaking his head. “Yeah, Buzz is technically a toy, but he’s also the toy who saves the galaxy. Plastic or not, that’s still more heroic than half the people here.” He leaned in a little, playful glint in his eyes. “Damn, that came from your closet? You look like you just stepped out of a Vogue spread. Are you a model or heiress or something? If I were voting on who wore their costume best, you’d still rank pretty high — right after my boyfriend, of course. And no, it's not just to get laid. I just think he looks the best.. But maybe I'm also really, really biased. But I guess that makes us even; me pretending to be a superhero, and you pretending that wasn’t a total flex.”

#𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 #𝚠𝚑𝚘 / 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛 #sugar: 001

tinaccs

PRIVATE.

you have a lot of them, in my experience. i don't think i could, actually, and even if there was a chance... i don't think i'd want to. i like having you in my corner, i don't need a replacement.

i don't disagree, but i think i need to just let it go. i can't keep holding my breath, waiting for that explanation to come, or i'll wind up suffocating.

possibly? we could ask first. ...blaine would make an excellent candidate, but i'm not too sure my heart could handle watching all these people flirting with him. i might be over it - mostly, but why risk poking the bear?

puckyeahla

private:

thanks for that, tee. you're not getting all sappy on me now are you? but, same. it means a lot, for real.

no i understand that, and it's probably for the best. i'm just saying though not to blame yourself or anything like that/ it's his mistake, not yours.

okay, well no heartbreaking then. so ryder or sam? you wanna ask them if they wanna be part of our little experiment? if it goes well, we may have a new side hustle.

#𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚘 #𝚠𝚑𝚘 / 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚊

sugarmottafashion

Open to: Anyone Location: Halloween party

Sugar was having a good night so far as she mixed and mingled her way through the party. It was a good chance to catch up with her existing friends as well as trying to make new ones. "Hey, if there's a best costume award, will you vote for me?" She asked as she sauntered over to the next group of people standing around. "I mean it's clearly the most expensive and that's gotta mean best, right?" She asked as she looked down once more at the four figure Carolina Herrera gown she had on, not to mention the tiara with real diamonds that was sitting on top of her head. "But your costume is cute too." She added, the sincerity of the "cute" very much up for debate.

puckyeahla

Puck paused mid-bite of a deviled egg, giving her costume a look — tiara, gown, diamonds that probably cost more than his truck. “Damn. You look like you robbed a museum on the way here.” He leaned in a little, voice dropping into a teasing gravel. “And yeah, expensive definitely counts as a skill. I’m pretty sure your dress costs more than this entire party.” He tapped the plastic Buzz Lightyear chest plate he was wearing. “But I gotta be honest with you; if there’s a Best Costume award, I’m voting for my boyfriend first. However — I will put your name down for second place. And that’s only because bribing a judge is probably beneath you.” Puck smirked. “Hey, my costume is more than cute. It's… a classic. And manly. You can't get much more manly than a superhero.” He flexed one arm like an idiot, wings on his back wobbling. “To infinity and beyond.”

#𝚠𝚑𝚘 / 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛 #sugar: 001 #𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜

loveinfinn

“an ambulance?” finn’s eyes widened, and he almost glanced at the heart-rate monitor because he was pretty sure his had just spiked. “do you know how much those cost, babe? one of the staff could’ve just driven me here, and-” he cut himself off. he didn’t want to give puck the ick by talking about money. he could deal with his worries later. “you don’t have to pay, it’s fine. i’ll figure it out,” he said with a sigh, though he wasn’t sure he would. still, he didn’t want to take advantage of his boyfriend or do anything that might jeopardize what they had. people always said money made things messy, and things were too perfect with puck to risk that. he tried to fight the smile tugging at his mouth, but it was impossible. “they are?” he looked toward the door as if he could see them, then back at puck. “that’s awesome. could you tell them i’m okay, then, babe? they should probably go home. and i bet the hospital staff really hates us right now if there’s a bunch of teenagers in their waiting room.”

puckyeahla

Puck leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to Finn’s temple, his thumb brushing over his cheek. “Babe. Breathe,” he murmured, voice low and steady. “You literally almost passed out in front of a bunch of teenagers. No one was gonna toss you into the back of someone’s Subaru and hope for the best.” He gave Finn a look — that mix of affection and stubbornness he only saved for him. “And don’t stress about the ambulance bill. Seriously. If it comes in and it’s ridiculous? I’ll handle it. You’re not taking advantage of me, you’re letting me take care of you. There’s a difference.” He shifted a little on the bed, fingers dragging gently through Finn’s hair again. “Yeah, half the waiting room is full of overly emotional teens armed with vending machine snacks and opinions.” He leaned back just enough to meet Finn’s eyes. “They’ve been arguing over who gets to sign your hospital wristband like it’s a yearbook.” He squeezed Finn’s hand gently. “I told them you’re okay, but some are still hanging around. Just face it, babe. You’re loved.”

#𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 #finn: 003 #𝚠𝚑𝚘 / 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚗

tinaccs

PRIVATE.

really? that's so thoughtful. don't tell anyone, because i don't want to start any fights or anything, but i think you might be the best friend i've ever had.

well, maybe. but i don't know. what if he's not a coward, but he has a valid reason to be scared? ...i don't really know what that is, since it's not like he was ever put off by the goth thing, but... obviously i did something that made him not want to be a part of that relationship anymore. i just don't think it's as simple as him being selfish or, like you said, cowardly.

you've got it. i'll ask her for the top sellers.

even if she doesn't want to do it, maybe another one of our friends would. ryder, maybe? or sam? they're both single, right?

puckyeahla

private: i have my moments. swear i won't tell a soul. if that's the case then i'm totally honored. even if i feel like you could do better.

if that was the case then he still needs to tell you why he did it. explain whatever made him change his mind or run off. that's the cowardly part. not even as much what he did, but what he didn't do. how he handled it. you're giving him more grace than i would.

perfect.

maybe? do you think either of them would be into that? what about blaine? isn't he like all about romance? who do you think would make the best candidiate?

#𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚘 #𝚠𝚑𝚘 / 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚊

loveinfinn

finn watched the concern on his boyfriend’s face and his stomach dropped, guilt settling heavy in his chest for making puck worry so much. he reached for his hand when puck pulled away, giving it a tight squeeze. “i’m sorry, babe. i would’ve called you, but…” he trailed off, unsure how to explain it. he didn’t even know how he’d ended up in the hospital, and that thought filled him with dread. “fuck, surgery? that’s gonna cost a fortune.” he gulped, already dreading the copay that would show up in the mail. “i’m good? sorta. i don’t feel anything, but i remember how bad it hurt. i couldn’t even walk, and that’s the last thing i remember.” he shifted over on the hospital bed, raising his arm to keep the iv line out of the way. “come cuddle me, i think you need more comforting than i do right now.”

puckyeahla

Puck hadn’t meant to make Finn feel bad; he just couldn’t help worrying. He was way too soft for him, and he wasn’t about to hide it. “Hey, you don’t have anything to apologize for, I swear. I’m just glad you’re okay.” He gave a lopsided grin, brushing a stray strand of hair from Finn’s forehead. “Apparently one of your students called an ambulance — thank god. Honestly, it won’t be a huge hit on the wallet. But, hey… I’d happily pay if you’d let me. I make good money now, so consider it an investment in keeping my favorite person alive.” He eased onto the edge of the bed carefully, giving Finn plenty of space. “I’m glad it’s not hurting anymore, but… fuck, I wish you didn’t have to go through that.” His fingers raked through Finn’s hair, slow and soothing, and his voice softened. “And did you know half the waiting room out there is filled with your students?” Puck’s smirk returned, playful but warm. “You always say you’re not sure you made an impression on them… but I think that proves otherwise. Guess they already know how lucky they are to have you.”

#/ always!#𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 #𝚠𝚑𝚘 / 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚗 #finn: 003

loveinfinn

open starterwhere: the hospital trigger warnings: hospital mention, illness context: it was appendicitis and they took it off, if your muse hasn't interacted with finn yet feel free to reply and we can assume a connection it caught finn off guard in class, the sharp pain in his side. he ignored it, as he often did with anything concerning his health. their healthcare wasn’t the best, and he didn’t want to end up in debt. it was hard to tell, from the moment he couldn’t put his leg down and collapsed, how he even got to the hospital. but he woke up groggy and confused, eyes searching for a familiar face and he smiled when he found one. “was it a heart attack? i knew i should’ve laid off the mcnuggets,” he rasped, trying to be funny.

puckyeahla

The second Puck heard Finn had been rushed to the hospital, his stomach dropped. Panic hit before he could even process it, and the drive over was a blur of red lights and worst-case scenarios running through his head. It wasn’t until the nurse told him Finn was stable that he could breathe again; barely. He stuck around the lobby for what felt like forever, needing something to do with his hands, so he wandered into the hospital gift shop. By the time he finally stepped into Finn’s room, his arms were full — flowers, a bunch of mismatched balloons, and a stuffed bear that was almost too big to carry. The thing’s face was weirdly lopsided, a little creepy even, but he figured Finn would get a laugh out of it. “No, thank god,” Puck said as he set everything down on the windowsill. “But I thought I might have when I heard the news.” His face softened, eyes sweeping over Finn like he still couldn’t quite believe he was okay. “You scared the shit outta me, man.” He stepped closer, gently brushing Finn’s matted hair back from his forehead, the tenderness in the gesture saying more than he could. “They said it was your appendix. How are you feeling?” His thumb lingered for a second before he pulled his hand back, trying to shake the edge out of his voice.

#/ sorry but i couldn't not reply with him #𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 #finn: 003 #hospital tw

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