I KNOW THE SCORE.

Santana M. Lopez. Twenty, St. John's pre-med sophomore , and living in New York City with my favorite person. Get on my bad side and you'll wind up getting shipped to Guam. [AU Glee RP. Pre-timeskip blog is here.]

[abrandnewkurt]

Honeymoon update;

[abrandnewkurt]

She’s sure worth the attention.

A tan is not going to happen with my skin tone, so I’ll hopefully be able to avoid getting burned while I’m out here. Hence Sam’s sunscreen duties.

[foryouthesunshines]

I wear a size 7. Just, you know. If you happen to find anything cute while you're out there. I behaved during both the ceremony and the reception, remember.

[abrandnewkurt]

Honeymoon update;

[abrandnewkurt]

Especially Rachel.

[foryouthesunshines]

True that. She's my number one.

So are you actually getting a tan out there or are you coming back the color of a summer sausage?

[abrandnewkurt]

Honeymoon update;

[abrandnewkurt]

I see. That’s very attentive of you, of course.

[foryouthesunshines]

I just really, really wanna look after you people. As top bitch I need to make sure you all look the part to be sidekicking it.

[abrandnewkurt]

Honeymoon update;

[abrandnewkurt]

California. That’s alright, though. I understand your distraction by fashion. What kind of dress are we talking here?

[foryouthesunshines]

Nah, it was just the bridesmaids dress on Rachel. I was just, you know. Inspecting for defects. Especially 'round the hems. It was very distracting.

[abrandnewkurt]

Honeymoon update;

[abrandnewkurt]

You got it.

[foryouthesunshines]

Wait, so where are you? I must've missed the honeymoon deets while being distracted by dresses. Well, one dress in particular.

[abrandnewkurt]

Honeymoon update;

The beach is beautiful and, no, I will not attempt to get a tan. Husband is on sunscreen duty on a daily basis. Among other duties.

[foryouthesunshines]

Wanky duties.

[freakinfruity-blog]

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sound of the drums, armin van buuren (ft. laura jansen)

[foryouthesunshines]

PRIVATE → SEBTANA

[stillsebastian-deactivated20140]

I’ll never understand the importance shoes play on women. I’m sorry, but I won’t.

Say what you have to say already, Santana. Let’s hear it.

[foryouthesunshines]

Height and extra ass-kicking capability. That's all you need to make your way to the top, unless you're Rachel, who is totes the only person who can rock being four feet tall.

I thought it was obvious: you're going down a path that's probably not going to end well. And maybe you're better at keeping your shit together or whatever, but Blaine isn't.

[foryouthesunshines]

Felici-freakin-dades to the hubbies.

[stillsebastian-deactivated20140]

Diamonds are a girl’s best friend. Or so I’m told.

We needed to talk about some things. I wanted to grab him in between performances.

[foryouthesunshines]

Diamonds and a solid pair of stilettos.

Oh, I'm sure there was business involved.

[foryouthesunshines]

Felici-freakin-dades to the hubbies.

[stillsebastian-deactivated20140]

I was acting in my Best Man duties, don’t give me that. Oh, I’m sure you’d rather have the bling, Lopez, I’m not at all surprised. 

People dance at weddings, Santana.

[foryouthesunshines]

I'm pretty uncomplicated, what can I say.

They slow dance with their ex-hubbyfriends, do they?

[dear-monday]

Repeat after me: I am a goddess. My spirit is towering, my soul is mighty, my breasts are magnificent and my shoes are super fucking cute.

[foryouthesunshines]

Felici-freakin-dades to the hubbies.

[abrandnewkurt]

Excuse you, Santana Banana, the penguin talk is no fetish. It’s pure romance. Either way, thank you for the felicitations.

[foryouthesunshines]

Oh, how could that slip past me. When I think of romance I totally think of little tuxedo birds that swim instead of fly.

You're welcome for the congrats, and you're welcome for that free pass I'm giving you for calling me Santana Banana.

[foryouthesunshines]

Felici-freakin-dades to the hubbies.

[stillsebastian-deactivated20140]

Look, you weren’t digging through Central Park trying to find the perfect pebble. You’re not the only one who doesn’t really get it. Still, it’s kind of cute.

[foryouthesunshines]

The perfect pebble...? Yeah. Alright. It is pretty damn cute, but I'll stick to a different kind of rock when I get married. Traditional with a capital T, you know me. 

So like... that dancing over in the corner. Don't think Tia Tana didn't catch a glimpse of that.

[foryouthesunshines]

Felici-freakin-dades to the hubbies.

I can't say I understood any of that penguin talk (new fetish on the block?), but it was a sweet ceremony nonetheless.

[stillsebastian-deactivated20140]

I have no objections to showing a little skin, Lopez. I’m suggesting tear-away tuxes for the groomsmen. 

[foryouthesunshines]

Maybe you could swing that at the reception. Is there a dance that goes with the tearing away?

[abrandnewkurt]

Looks like the hair will save me again. I don’t think it would be your thing, anyway. Although I’m sure you could somehow rock the fierce lesbian look.

[foryouthesunshines]

I could. But I'm not getting a fade, or a pixie cut, or any sort of lady-mullet. I like having hair. Anyway, the butchest thing about me would be my leather jacket. Comes in handy for when I need to lay out a smackdown. 

Anyway. We're all set for the wedding, right? 

[abrandnewkurt]

We both know I don’t have the ass or the legs, though.

[foryouthesunshines]

You have the hair. That... coif thing that you somehow manage to pull off without looking like a CW-level of skeevy douchebag.