Not a Puck THE Puck.

It's Puck, okay? Just Puck. Not Robin, or Goodfellow, or anything like that. I don't know anyone by that name, so stop asking. I've heard it a dozen times from a dozen people. I don't know him, I swear! I don't know anything! I'm just Puck. Just- just Puck. (Indipendent Rp blog for TWAU and Fables Oc.) Current Arc: N/A

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❝ You understand wanting to protect what you care about , don’t you ? You’d do anything . ❞

 Turning away Puck crossed his arms, starring silently at his flowers as the twitched and drooped to reflect his current mood. He hated harming them, but his magic at times was simply something he couldn’t control.

 “Of course I do, Chess. This business is important to you, I understand. I’ll do what I can no to bring anymore riff raff around.”

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 Taken back by the sudden touch Puck starred wide eyed at his boss, hands shaking as the dishes fell to the ground and shattered between them. Glass scattered about the polished floor he barely noticed it, still focused on the man before him.

 “I-I know it’s different but-” Jaw flapping he shook his head, reaching up to rub at his tear stricken face. “I’m sorry, I a-apologize, Cheshire. I-”

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Brows knitted together, Cheshire sighed and moved his hands to cup Puck’s face. He pressed his lips gently to both cheeks, catching the tears clinging there, before pressing a kiss to his forehead.

"Puck.." His voice was almost a purr, soft and gentle. "You don’t have to apologize to me. Idiot…" He smiled down at him, tilting his face down to capture Puck’s lips with his own.

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 “But I-” His lips were caught and if it were physically possible his eyes would have grown even larger than they already were. After a moment however they slipped closed and he found himself sliding hands up to grip at Cheshires wrists.

 The flowers which had only moments ago been wilted sprung to life with vigor, their petals opening to fill their surroundings with bright color. The flowers however were not the only things which sprung to life.

 Puck was one who often prided himself on being able to keep his appearance completely human. From the tips of his ears to the lack of antlers he could be perceived as anything but abnormal. However, in that moment his disguise slipped. Rounded ears turned pointed and his hair parted slightly to expose what could be called ‘horns’ rather than antlers, his previous set having fallen out at the start of winter were only now beginning to grow back in the warmth of spring.

 When the kiss was broken his eyes were still closed, mouth slightly agape as he leaned forward. It was only when he didn't find Cheshires mouth again lids slipped up slightly. “I-I’m sorry, uh-...”

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Torture Sentence Starters

( compiled of a few other starter sentence posts, only like 3 are mine )

"Tell me what it’ll take…"

"Because you’re a fine piece of work yourself, huh?"

"This little game is becoming boring, don’t you think?"

"you’re just a toy."

"Don’t you dare touch me again."

"you can’t keep this up, not forever. "

" You’ll do as i say. "

"Don’t even think about it."

"You’re disgusting."

"You know you’ll end up crawling back."

"You can beg better than that, my darling…"

"Dare to bite the hand that feeds you?"

"You can’t get rid of me that easily."

"your screams are so lovely, please indulge me in some more~"

"Such a pretty face… not for long."

"You’re already so pliant, but breaking you further will be fun."

"It’s too late for regrets."

"Just remember. You’re hopelessly filthy."

"Will you really try living life as a normal happy person? What a laugh."

"You’re really just a coward."

"Don’t feel bad. There was no chance for you to begin with."

"Your words are charming but not sincere."

"I know what lies beneath that carefully placed mask of a pleasant smile, and it’s nothing short of broken."

"No one is going to save you. No one gives a damn about you."

"I want to defile what little innocence you have left."

"I own you."

"That was not a ‘suggestion’…"

"Learn to discard these pesky emotions. You won’t need them."

"I think your assurances that I’ll be unharmed were especially hilarious."

"Don’t pry any further, you have no right."

"If only it were that simple. You’ll have to try harder."

" Your little act of ‘independence’ is cute, it really is… "

"If you don’t get up, then I’ll make you."

“But darling, you look much better covered in blood.”

“You’ll never see the light of day again.”

" You can either do as i say or not eat tonight. your choice. "

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❝ You understand wanting to protect what you care about , don’t you ? You’d do anything . ❞

 Turning away Puck crossed his arms, starring silently at his flowers as the twitched and drooped to reflect his current mood. He hated harming them, but his magic at times was simply something he couldn’t control.

 “Of course I do, Chess. This business is important to you, I understand. I’ll do what I can no to bring anymore riff raff around.”

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Cheshire frowned deeply, lines creasing his features. “Surely you can’t really think I’m talking about the club? You can’t possibly be that… That naive?”

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 Without turning he shrugged, crossed arms moving up higher to something more of a hug. Starring down at the cold cup of tea left at his table Puck made a decision to busy himself, hoping the activity would ward of Cheshire in some way. Cats tended to hate cleaning, didn’t they? Plucking up to cup and pouring the remainder into the pot he began stacking the dirty dishes.

 “It’s just business, I understand that much.”

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Unable to control himself, Ches took quick strides over to where the other stood with his back turned. Gently gripping Puck by the shoulders, he spun him around to face him, shaking him slightly as he spoke.

"Puck, you know it has NEVER been like that with me."

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 Taken back by the sudden touch Puck starred wide eyed at his boss, hands shaking as the dishes fell to the ground and shattered between them. Glass scattered about the polished floor he barely noticed it, still focused on the man before him.

 “I-I know it’s different but-” Jaw flapping he shook his head, reaching up to rub at his tear stricken face. “I’m sorry, I a-apologize, Cheshire. I-”

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❝ You understand wanting to protect what you care about , don’t you ? You’d do anything . ❞

 Turning away Puck crossed his arms, starring silently at his flowers as the twitched and drooped to reflect his current mood. He hated harming them, but his magic at times was simply something he couldn’t control.

 “Of course I do, Chess. This business is important to you, I understand. I’ll do what I can no to bring anymore riff raff around.”

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Cheshire frowned deeply, lines creasing his features. “Surely you can’t really think I’m talking about the club? You can’t possibly be that… That naive?”

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 Without turning he shrugged, crossed arms moving up higher to something more of a hug. Starring down at the cold cup of tea left at his table Puck made a decision to busy himself, hoping the activity would ward of Cheshire in some way. Cats tended to hate cleaning, didn’t they? Plucking up to cup and pouring the remainder into the pot he began stacking the dirty dishes.

 “It’s just business, I understand that much.”

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❝ Out of my way ! I’ll show you how it’s done ! ❞

Eyes widened slightly, Cheshire stepped back with hands out front, motioning for the other to lead the way. “By all means, then. Take charge~”

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 Using a hand to gently nudge Cheshire aside Puck leaned down to quickly remove to teapot from its place on the burner. “You've over steeped it, Chess. This is going to like drinking death its so bitter!”

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❝ These lips are sealed . ❞

“Well.” A small rotation of his ears, they flopped back against his hair, his attention going from the tea he held in his little paw to the fable in front of him.

“I do wish you could say something.” He lifted the cup up, nose twitching. “It’s…. Curious, what you’ve gotten into. And it doesn’t seem quite right, if something’s binding you to secrecy. But what can I really say, anyway?… I’d have another question to ask, but I assume you can’t speak of even that, correct?”

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 “I’m saying what I can,” sighing softly he lifted the cold towel to his black eye again. It stung, and he found himself without a doubt completely blinded on the right. It could take hours to heal, possibly an entire day. The though shook him, he had a list of clients tonight, and a certain amount which was expected. Damaged merchandise often brought a lesser payment.

 Reaching out with his free hand he lifted the pot again to refill Rabbits cup. “It’s only really a concern for what I owe...”

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❝ Everything used to be so simple … we had a beginning , a middle , & an end . ❞

 Humming softly in agreement Puck righted the tea pot, stepping back to his own side of the table before sitting down. Returning the china to its rightful place on the low flame burner he plucked up his own small cup and swished the liquid inside around. Starring down into the deep amber colored tea he propped an elbow against the table top and laid his cheek on his palm. “But that end wasn't really the end. We’re still here after all, alive and such. It’s better to make to make the best of what you can.”

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A Deers Wooden Mask /closed.

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An amused grin twitched at the corners of his lips as he watched Puck slip back into a more demure state, threatening to crack the concerned expression he wore.

Cheshire closed the distance between them in a few long strides, reaching out for the other male to cradle his jaw with slender fingers. “He didn’t hurt you at all did he?” He turned Puck’s face to look at both sides, examining him for bruises and cuts.

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 “No, no, I’m alright.” Allowing himself to be looked over Puck dropped hands to hang at his sides. His acceptance of being checked for injuries may have been a bit too quick, but it was often not only the women returned to work sporting more than just mental scars of their evenings. When people pay for you it’s not like checking out a book from the library, to them, they own you, and when working at the Puddin’ n’Pie they pretty much did. Even if it was only for a few short hours. Damaged merchandise wasn’t something Georgia liked, at least not where it was immediately visible.

 Shaking his head he pulled away gently, looking aside and turning his gaze to the pavement, “It’s nothing to worry about, Sir. He couldn’t harm me if he was genuinely trying.”

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Cheshire reached out and turned Puck’s face back to his own by his chin, letting his free hand rest in the small of his back to pull him closer.

"Good. I’d hate for anything to happen to you, Pucky.."

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 Unable to stop himself he reached up to nudge Cheshires hand away, face hardening. “Please don’t call me that right now.”

 Reaching up to run the same hand down his face he pulled away from the other, taking several steps back toward the wall he had previously been leaning against. “Everything is fine, I’ll be back inside in a moment.”

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❝ You understand wanting to protect what you care about , don’t you ? You’d do anything . ❞

 Turning away Puck crossed his arms, starring silently at his flowers as the twitched and drooped to reflect his current mood. He hated harming them, but his magic at times was simply something he couldn't control.

 “Of course I do, Chess. This business is important to you, I understand. I’ll do what I can no to bring anymore riff raff around.”

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❝ Is that a threat ? ❞  ❝ These lips are sealed . ❞ ❝ It is better to be feared than loved .❞  ❝ I’ve seen the way you look at ___ , okay ? You’re not foolin’ me .❞ ❝ You’re not as bad as everyone says you are . ❞ ❝ Anyone ever tell you you got a big fuckin’ mouth ? ❞ ❝ Whatever . I’m too out of it to get into it . ❞ ❝ We all have our parts to play . ❞ ❝ You can’t change the past . ❞ ❝ ____ , I’m gonna break your fucking face . ❞ ❝ I’ve heard stories about you . ❞ ❝ In some tiny little bottled up way , deep inside … you kind of enjoy it when things go wrong . ( Because it gives you an excuse to just … stop pretending ) . ❞ ❝ Life is easier with friends . ❞ ❝ Well I’d appreciate it if you’d fuck off . ❞ ❝ But no , hate’s the wrong word . They fear you more than anything . ❞ ❝ I know you like this whole ’ lone wolf ’ thing you got going for yourself . ❞ ❝ I wish I could have seen it. ❞ ❝ I’ll see you around . ❞ ❝ You almost looked peaceful . Except you’re lying in a dirty alley . ❞ ❝ Just … try not to be like ( yourself ) … ❞ ❝ Pardon the intrusion . I wasn’t aware this was a munchkin’s house .❞ ❝ I didn’t realize you were the bitch of the bitch . ❞ ❝ Hey , what are your plans now ? ❞ ❝ I’m not yours to lose ! ❞ ❝ Blah blah … blah blah blah . ❞ ❝ Are you saying you need a friend right now ? You can trust me . ❞ ❝ People are scared of you . I mean , look at your hands . ❞ ❝ You looked like when you take an action figure and bend it’s limbs the wrong way . ❞ ❝ But at the end of the day I’m still the bad guy . ❞ ❝ Everything used to be so simple … we had a beginning , a middle , & an end . ❞ ❝ When we suffer , we do it in silence . ❞ ❝ You should worry about your own fucking situation . ❞ ❝ I’ve made mistakes . ❞ ❝ You do what you want … you always do what you want . ❞ ❝ I’m glad you’re not dead . ❞ ❝ We need to do things the right way ! ❞ ❝ You’ll pray to any god who’ll listen that your mother never shit you into this fucking world .❞ ❝ Wait a minute … someone’s watching . ❞ ❝ I know it’s dangerous , but I’m not helpless . I can take care of myself . ❞ ❝ Not now , not now , shhhh , the grown ups are talking. . ❞ ❝ Out of my way ! I’ll show you how it’s done ! ❞ ❝ Do you want the Big Bad Wolf to take you away ? ❞ ❝ That was about 8 on the asshole scale … ❞ ❝ Cut the bullshit & quit wasting my time . ❞ ❝ This was really the wrong day to try & pull this shit ! ❞ ❝ You’re a monster ! A fucking monster ! ❞ ❝ You understand wanting to protect what you care about , don’t you ? You’d do anything . ❞

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A Deers Wooden Mask /closed.

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An amused grin twitched at the corners of his lips as he watched Puck slip back into a more demure state, threatening to crack the concerned expression he wore.

Cheshire closed the distance between them in a few long strides, reaching out for the other male to cradle his jaw with slender fingers. “He didn’t hurt you at all did he?” He turned Puck’s face to look at both sides, examining him for bruises and cuts.

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 “No, no, I’m alright.” Allowing himself to be looked over Puck dropped hands to hang at his sides. His acceptance of being checked for injuries may have been a bit too quick, but it was often not only the women returned to work sporting more than just mental scars of their evenings. When people pay for you it’s not like checking out a book from the library, to them, they own you, and when working at the Puddin’ n’Pie they pretty much did. Even if it was only for a few short hours. Damaged merchandise wasn't something Georgia liked, at least not where it was immediately visible.

 Shaking his head he pulled away gently, looking aside and turning his gaze to the pavement, “It’s nothing to worry about, Sir. He couldn't harm me if he was genuinely trying.”

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 “Sorry, is this yours? Someone left it at the bar.”

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Muse: 5′11. Mun: 5′5.

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A Deers Wooden Mask /closed.

 “But I never said I’d lend you money.” Standing at the backdoor Puck leaned against the bricks of Wonderland, the alley behind the building wreaking of rotten food and various other layers of filth. A very odd is somewhat waking contrast to the garden like scents which filled the decorated rooms within.

 Taking a long drink from the beer in hand he reached up to loosen his tie, starring across the pavement at a man much older and larger than he was. Red headed, thick accent, Scottish without a doubt. If brought toe to toe he towered over the other Fable. Oddly enough Puck himself seemed beyond unfazed by the tantrum being thrown only a few feet away. Even when a metal trashcan flew towards him and smashed into the wall only several inches away.

 “You promised me if I needed help-”

 “Right, and this isn’t help. Don’t think I’m stupid Dunwich, you’re itching for a fix, nothing else.”

 Abruptly the dubbed ‘Dunwhich’ advanced on him, yet still Puck showed very little in the ways of being frightened. Taking another swing he smacked his lips.

 “I’ll break your neck, Goodfellow.”

 “Oh no. Please, don’t so that. Oh.”

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Cheshire had begun to grow anxious; Puck had been absent from sight for longer than comfort allowed. He’d seemed upset when the thug had come in asking for him and he’d promptly dragged him to the back.

The male cat glanced over to his sister, receiving a nod in understanding in return. Standing from the table, he gave his dazzling smile to the customers seated around him, bowing at the waist. “Apologies my lovelies, but I must excuse myself. I have an urgent matter that requires my attention.”

After excusing himself from the table, Ches quickly made his way into the hallway out of sight so that he could teleport outside. The hair on his arms bristled at the sight of the thug closing in on Puck, every fiber in his being making him want to leap forward and slam the cretin to the wall. But something about Puck’s demeanor gave him pause.

He seemed much more collected than usual. The expression he wore seemed almost cold, distant. Something stirred inside Ches in that moment seeing this side of his usually gentle, sleepy Puck.

“Interesting…”

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 He was cold, completely unphased as Dunwhich swung at him. Ducking under his arm he stepped around, delivering a hard kick to the back of the taller Fables knee. He toppled forward like a tree and in seconds Puck was straddling the others back.

 Shattering the bottle against the stoop they had landed in front of he pulled the others hair, forcing his head back and pressing the jagged glass to his throat. “You were always slow, that hasn't changed at all.” Leaning down he pressed lips to the other mans ear, “You wont be coming around here any longer, do you understand me? You want your fix-” He yanked his hair abruptly causing the other to grunt in pain, “Go to the docks. You stay the fuck off my block, or you, and all your little junkie friends wont get a single rock for the rest of your lives.”

 By the time he let his ‘friend’ (or so he’d told Chess) up Puck found his hair had come loose. The bottle now laying at his feet and Dunwhich having ran away like an injured dog the younger Fable turned with eyes closed and began heading back down the alley, all the while putting his hair back up. Only stopping when he lifted his head and found another starring back at him.

 “O-Oh, um, s-sorry, did we take too long?”

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A Deers Wooden Mask /closed.

 “But I never said I’d lend you money.” Standing at the backdoor Puck leaned against the bricks of Wonderland, the alley behind the building wreaking of rotten food and various other layers of filth. A very odd is somewhat waking contrast to the garden like scents which filled the decorated rooms within.

 Taking a long drink from the beer in hand he reached up to loosen his tie, starring across the pavement at a man much older and larger than he was. Red headed, thick accent, Scottish without a doubt. If brought toe to toe he towered over the other Fable. Oddly enough Puck himself seemed beyond unfazed by the tantrum being thrown only a few feet away. Even when a metal trashcan flew towards him and smashed into the wall only several inches away.

 “You promised me if I needed help-”

 “Right, and this isn't help. Don’t think I’m stupid Dunwich, you’re itching for a fix, nothing else.”

 Abruptly the dubbed ‘Dunwhich’ advanced on him, yet still Puck showed very little in the ways of being frightened. Taking another swing he smacked his lips.

 “I’ll break your neck, Goodfellow.”

 “Oh no. Please, don’t so that. Oh.”

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