Mama, this surely is a dream

santana lopez | 23 | brooklyn | barista | actress | definitely not the girl from the yeast-i-stat commercial

[marleyinmanhattan-blog]

Sexually aggressive..? Right, okay… You’re fine now, right? That’s all that matters. It sounds quite an adventure though.

Not yet… Do you think I scared them off or something? Or maybe they saw me trip at the stairs when I was entering the building and they think I’m too much of a klutz for their liking?

[snixandcandy-blog]

I feel bad about it, okay? I’ve never been that person. I’ve rescued people from assholes who won’t take no for an answer. I’m disgusted with myself.

Did you trip up the stairs or down them? It doesn’t really matter, I’m just trying to get a mental image going here. Anyway, if they were sending you anonymous letters like a secret admirer, I doubt they’d be scared off by you actually acknowledging them.

[snixandcandy-blog]

text | dantana

Dani: As much fun as you've provided me I think I owe you a nice dinner. Are you free this weekend?

Dani: I think my heart just stopped. Damn those are sexy shots. I like the bikini best.

Santana: You're paying me back for services I've provided you? You know, the last time I tried the hooker fantasy, I didn't like it so much.

Santana: Me too. I just wish I had somewhere to wear it. Fuck winter.

[marleyinmanhattan-blog]

Wait, why were there police and nurses? Are you okay now?

Well, I thanked the fan on air and then dedicated a song to them. And I also said we could talk more if they wanted to. I do read all of my fan mail, not that I get many of them.

[snixandcandy-blog]

I left Quinn and Sabrina’s place sometime after daybreak, caught a cab and I guess passed out. The cab driver thought I was dead, took me to the emergency room, and when I came to, I was still really out of it and was apparently very sexually aggressive with one of the ER nurses. Keep in mind, I don’t remember any of this. So, they called security to come sit with me until I was discharged.

That sounds even crazier typed up. I swear to God, I couldn’t have made that up if I tried.

Heard any more from them?

[snixandcandy-blog]

text | dantana

Dani: Is that a problem?

Dani: Oh yes please. I like a little teasing to get me through my day.

Santana: I guess if it's not a problem for you, it's not a problem for me.

Santana: Feel free to tell me, btw, if you decide to help yourself out a little at all today. I'd be happy to talk you through it.

[snixandcandy-blog]

Picture Message :Dantana

My favorites from two shoots. I’m scared to think about what I’m gonna look like with the photoshop on top of all the filters used here.

[snixandcandy-blog]

text | dantana

Dani: Awesome! Congrats, sexy. I'm gonna hope it's a bikini gig.

Dani: So how about a real dinner next time? Like sit down with non-paper napkins and everything.

Santana: Now that sounds like a date.

Santana: Your wish is someone's command because that's exactly what it is. You wanna see the draft pics?

[caffeinatedpierce-blog]

I’m glad you didn’t. Even though sometimes I think you’re super stubborn, you’re still my friend, and I’d be sad not knowing you. Okay, but we’re not even girlfriends technically. If she doesn’t come back…I’ll just be sad.

Oooha crush? Crushes are the best!

[snixandcandy-blog]

I wouldn’t be as cold. But yeah, I’m glad I came here and met you too. If she doesn’t come back, I’ll get you through it and we’ll find you someone else. Some people believe in one person forever, but I prefer to believe that we change so much as we grow, there’s all kinds of people perfect for us in that stage of our life.

Yeah, I’m having fun. I definitely think she’s Mrs. Right For Now.

[quinnandpaper]

There might possibly be some photographic evidence, but since I’m not in the business of blackmail, I’ll keep it just long enough for you to decide if you want a hard confirmation on any of those potential flashbacks.

And unless I had literally tied you down, nothing was keeping you from heading out into the night.

[snixandcandy-blog]

Did I embarrass myself to the point that I should avoid anyone? Did I try to convince anyone to go to bed with me? If not, you can keep the pics of me dancing on tables in various states of undress.

[snixandcandy-blog]

text | dantana

Dani: Hey no need to apologize again. We've all been there. We'll just try the dancing thing again another time. If you want?

Santana: I'm down for that. Hey, so the next time we hookup, you can officially say you've fucked a model. I got a gig.

[mercylailajones]

Have you ever felt lost in translation? Unsure of your lot in life? Yeah well that’s how I’m feeling today. Well everyday for the last few months

[snixandcandy-blog]

Only all the time.

If it’s any consolation, from what I’ve gathered, more people our age feel this way than we think.

[caffeinatedpierce-blog]

I need a date. One of the contributors that keeps our financial aid kids in classes is throwing a gala, and my invitation says Brittany S. Pierce and Guest, and I don’t have an and Guest to take. 

I don’t wanna go by myself.

[snixandcandy-blog]

I’ll go with you.

[quinnandpaper]

No one forced that many shots into your hands, Santana, but I do have to thank you for making the evening and night…and morning incredibly entertaining for me.

[snixandcandy-blog]

I’m not blaming you, I’m just thinking of the flashbacks. I’m afraid to ask what was so amusing, but should this ever happen again, maybe someone could try harder to convince me to crash on the couch. You know, so I don’t wander off and get dropped off at Beth Israel by a taxi driver who apparently thought I died in his cab.

[marleyinmanhattan-blog]

Well, I’ll have to get used to saying it to myself. 

But it’s my first fanmail. It’s special.

[snixandcandy-blog]

Private

First of all, sorry I took so long to get back to you. I had a....well, there were police and nurses and I had to go on a date Wednesday feeling like the Walking Dead and... basically, Fat Tuesday can go fuck itself.

But anyway, what did you end up doing about the fan?

[quinnandpaper]

It’s that time of year again where I feel the need to indulge in every gluttonous sin imaginable before I accept the vow of not eating meat on Fridays. So if you’re free tomorrow evening, I invite you to Chez Smythebray. I can’t promise you beads if you feel the need to flash your goods – though feel free if the mood strikes – but there’ll be plenty of food and booze to go around.

[snixandcandy-blog]

No offense, but I never want to visit Chez Smythebray ever again. There’s a fine line between hard partying and being suicidal and I barrel rolled over it. On the bright side, we can now assume I’m indestructable.

[thesensiblesmythe]

private || sabtana

[thesensiblesmythe]

I’m good at what I do.

Pfft.  I’d never want to be an agent; my client would probably piss me the hell off.  I’d much rather deal with businesspeople and finance bros than Divas and the like.  Business gives me connections and connections build a bigger network.  Networks mean more opportunities to make money, and money is the best motivator for anything.

Expect to hear from them for those test shots, S.

[snixandcandy-blog]

I can’t really blame you there. I thought briefly myself about a career in public relations due to my ability to talk my way out of damn near anything, but then I thought about the possibility of representing someone like Justin Beiber and it scared me right out of that career thought.

I’ll be waiting by the phone.

[caffeinatedpierce-blog]

Okay but…you shouldn’t fit into it cause you’re all grown up and stuff now. And like…grown up women are hotter cause they have curves and lines and stuff. Trust me.

I don’t think he hates you…you two just need to get to know each other. And maybe I’m psychic…but I don’t want to wear scarves and stuff with a crystal ball.

[snixandcandy-blog]

True that. I’ve never understood the kink for high school girls. Like, we’re all awkward and shit as teenagers, hit us up in our early twenties when everything’s finished filling out but hasn’t started to decay yet.

I’m pretty sure all cats hate me because they know I hate them. You don’t have to wear scarves, you can be like Raven. You know, Disney Channel?

[caffeinatedpierce-blog]

Old people do! I really miss the sunshine back home at times like this though. I think you’d like California. No, no Sam didn’t do anything. She’s out of town helping her family with some stuff. I just miss her. And we didn’t talk about what we are before she left….so I don’t know. Maybe she’ll meet some other prettier girl there and get another girlfriend.

She is unique! I love her already. …I don’t think I like that still. I mean, I’m glad you’re not sad, but I want you to be happy, too.

[snixandcandy-blog]

I probably would. Sometimes I wonder what life would be like if I’d run away to L.A. instead of New York, but I didn’t, so oh well. She’s not going to get another girlfriend, and if she does, she’s an idiot for passing someone like you up. She won’t stay forever.

You have to be pretty heartless to not fall in love with a puppy. Britt, I can’t even remember a time in my life where I’ve ever been happy. Maybe when I was a kid? It’s nothing. I’m not lonely. I’ve got a crush on someone who isn’t taken.