keepin’ it real

You know the name, you know the face. Santana Lopez-Pierce at your service. 30. Unfortunate Lima resident. Married to the best woman on this planet. Your favorite bartender. "She was a fighter. She really was. I’ve watched people tear her down, and then ask for her help. And she would help them. She would spend hours helping them. I’ve always admired and hated that part of her." -r k

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text 📲 santana & carmen

Carmen: When is the next time you work? I feel like I am in dire need of good company and even better drinks.

Santana: Everyone's favorite bartender will be back tomorrow night.

Santana: I'd love to see your face there. Please grace me with your bad ass presence.

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rachelstjames​:

Even though Rachel’s been feeling much more like her high school self with this party, she’s more than glad for the reminder of how far she’d come since then. For instance, high school Rachel would stiffen and brace herself for the INEVITABLE onslaught of slushies and the accompanying derogatory remark upon being in the same presence of Santana Lopez.

But the Rachel now wouldn’t do that. In fact, there’s only a barely restrained squeal of excitement slipping past her lips as she fully registers the guest she was talking to. “Santana!” Her eyes fluttered close briefly, basking in the warmth of the Latina’s embrace before reluctantly pulling away. Santana’s hugs were RARE, but they was always one of Rachel’s favorites, and it immediately puts her at ease. “I’m surprised that came out of you so genuinely.” She teased, a real smile finally pulling at her lips. “But thank you, San, and —  no. I would very much prefer you keep the ‘Snix’ from making an appearance tonight. I would like this night to not end up into a disaster.”

A huge smile broke out onto Santana’s face at the reaction of the small brunette in front of her. It truly was exciting to be back in the presence of one of her closest friends. Sure, the two had their ups and downs throughout the years, and they had stated how much she loathed the girl more times than she was happy to admit. However, one thing that Santana realized was how important loved ones were in her life. Rachel was like her family, albeit she did want to rip her head off at times. The side that enjoyed being around Rachel was more dominant these days, perhaps due to the nostalgia of being home plus having a genuine friend to be around. “Please, Berry, don’t make a big deal out of it. You know that when I’m nice too much that I break out into hives.” Santana spoke with a teasing tone right back to Rachel. 

“Oh, come on. Could you imagine how totally epic this party would be if you let Snix go loose for a few minutes? Trust me, I wouldn’t do anything too crazy.” While Santana loved to liven up any party, she knew better than to try to push too many buttons. “Maybe I can convince you later. But for now, tell me, how is life back in Lima for the queen of Broadway?”

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text 📲 santana & jackie

Jackie: I hope you had a good weekend at work! I hope you got some time to relax too.

Jackie: Any new fun stories to share?

Santana: What a sweet text to read! Thank you. Relaxed here and there. Hope you had a kick ass weekend yourself.

Santana: Work stories? Let me see...there was a man that was kicked out because he mistook the corner of the bar for the bathroom. So, that was fun.

Santana: There's something crazy that seems to happen on the daily.

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sucresucremotta​:

If you clean my basement, I could hook you up.  Or just touch my hair.  I love that.

Only if I can keep what I find in your basement. I’m sure I can sell some stuff online for a good chunk of cash. Touch your hair? That sounds a bit...wanky, if you ask me.

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sucresucremotta​:

She’s need a deep tissue massage, and manipedi. aromatherapy. Aqua sessions, Basically anything I’d get on a vacay. 

It’s pretty sad when a dog gets mani-pedis and deep tissue massages more frequently than I do. If anything, this may inspire me to take a trip to the spa one of these days. I’m always down for treating myself.

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sucresucremotta​:

Yeah, I figured if I left her there overnight, they could just add it to my tab.  I mean…. why not?

Must be nice to just throw the charges on a tab. I guess you have a point. Not really sure I have ever heard of anyone doing that before, but you never fail to surprise me with your antics. What exactly would a dog vacation entail?

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npckrmn​:

“Yeah, guess so.” Puck gave Santana a small, warm smile, and reached over to gently squeeze her shoulder. “It makes sense. You were never the type to be locked down, but… if anyone was going to do it, it’d be Brittany. I’m happy for you guys. Seriously.” Maybe a little jealous, for more than one reason, but at the end of the day, he really was happy for them. And not even just because of how hot they were together. “I’ll make her a casserole or something, we’ll work it out. In case you’ve forgotten, Snixx, she won’t be my first married MILF. I’ve been doing this for fifteen years now.” In reality, he hadn’t hooked up with anyone that was in a relationship - or that he at least knew was in a relationship, since he’d gotten into a serious one of his own. Even after it had ended, his conscious just couldn’t let him do it. But it was still fun to tease Santana. 

It had been a long road to happiness for Santana and Brittany, but she was fortunate to be where they were at today. “Thanks, Puckerman. Not everyone can score someone this hot, but there was always something about Brittany.”  There was truth behind her words. Those who were close enough to the two of them knew that there was some magical connection that only got stronger the longer they spent time together. “Enough about me. Anyone you got your sights set on these days?” Santana inquired, wasn’t this about them catching up anyways? “Don’t even say it’s my mother either - although I should be flattered. The fact that you want to cross another Lopez off the list shows that we have some pretty attractive genes running in our family.” Of course, she knew that his love of MILFs has been in existence for quite a few years. She should be used to his comments, even the ones about her mother. 

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sucresucremotta​:

Apparently, the groomers get mad if you leave your dog there over night.  I just thought Splenda deserved a lil vacay. 

Pretty sure they’d understand if they were around you for longer than five minutes that the dog deserved a vacation.

Totally kidding. Doesn’t it only take a few hours to get a dog groomed?

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modelzizes​:

You make a valid point there, Lopez. Plus, I haven’t been to Mexico in years so this might be the perfect escape. You’re more than welcome to tag along, if you want; It could be fun.

Looks as if you are in need of a Mexico vacation, then. You’re welcome for the help. Listen, do not tempt me. I would drop everything and join. This girl needs a break from Lima. However, don’t think I can make it happen with work - thanks for the invite. Maybe in the future.

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npckrmn​:

“And you’re lucky I gave you an excuse to make out with her.” Puck pointed out, tapping his finger against Santana’s shoulder. “Let’s not act like you were doing that to make me happy.” Setting his own shot glass down beside hers, he gave her a small shrug as he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. “Don’t you think your mom deserves to have some fun? But, if you’re so sure she won’t see me as a man, me hitting her up shouldn’t be a problem, right?” 

Rather than retorting with another snide comment, Santana just gave Puck a daring look. It was true, he did give her the outlet to express her attraction to Brittany. Back then, it was a convenient excuse that her making out with Brittany was something he would just like to see. She owed him a debt of gratitude, she supposed. “I guess it all worked out for the best.” A scoff escaped her lips at his response about her mother. “Oh please, she doesn’t even know what the term ‘hitting up’ means. You can go ahead and try, but don’t come crying to me if you end up getting embarrassed.”

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huclarington​:

Hunter smiled back at Santana.  “Thanks.   It does the job.  I can maneuver pretty easily, I can work from here remotely most of the week around my PT schedule, and it’s close to the hospital.”  Even as he said it, Hunter rolled over to the window, looking out and over to where the hospital was.  He shook his head.  “No, the military is paying the bill.  The therapist they want me to see took a job here in Lima after a dozen years at the VA hospital in Columbus.  If she’d still been there, I’m sure they would have just transferred me there,” he admitted.

He nodded his head and continued to look out the window at the city while Santana changed.  Hearing the bathroom door, he wheeled himself back around, letting out an appreciative whistle.  “It’s too bad she couldn’t make it,” Hunter said, although from what he remembered, he wasn’t sure he could handle an afternoon with Brittany, but he was sure Santana would have preferred to be with her wife poolside than him, and he could be gracious.

Hunter laughed.  “Well I’m glad somebody enjoyed the party.  I was one of the sober crowd, naturally,” he said with a gesture to his pelvis.  He shrugged his shoulders as he rolled towards the door.  “It was nice to see some people again.”  Of course he didn’t see all the people he’d hoped to see again.  Hunter could admit that part now, to himself.  

“Looks like it’s pretty convenient for you to be here then, hm?” Being in his situation didn’t seem convenient by any means, but at least he was close to all of the resources that were needed. She knew that it had to be difficult to manage everything, so we was going to try her best to be nice to the man. The keyword was try, but she feels as if they get along pretty well so far.

Santana playfully rolled her eyes at the man in his chair. It was true, she looked great and she would look even better in just her suit. She sighed as she thought of Brittany not being able to join. “Her work schedule has her really busy, so you just get me today. Maybe she will be free to join us another time.” Any time to spent with Brittany is great, especially when she could use that time to have Hunter get to know Brittany more as well. 

“Oh, the party was a great time. I can understand why you would stray from the alcohol, though. It can’t be good for you to add alcohol on top of everything else.” She gave him a pointed look, putting her hands on her hips. As a bartender, she knew how careful one had to be when it came to post-accident treatment. “I’m glad you got to see everyone, though. It’s still crazy to me that we’re all back here.”

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thekittywilde​:

If my mom asks me one more time when I’m popping out a kid, there’s high likelihood I’m going to end up as the star of the new Crime TV show “daughters who kill”. To ease her off for a few months I’m going to need someone in Lima to lend me their child this Sunday. They will be returned in one piece and bribed significantly with energy drinks and rice kirspy treats (or whatever kids eat these days). 

Don’t you just love the societal pressures that involve being a woman without kids? I can’t help in the kid category, but I’m sure someone would love to get their grimy little child off of their hands for a day. 

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modelzizes​:

There are 12 days left until Halloween and I’m lowkey thinking about taking a mini vacation. I need your opinions: New York, California, or Mexico

The answer is Mexico. Always. When it starts getting cold, you need to get somewhere warmer. Better be careful, otherwise you may convince me to take a mini vacation as well.

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huclarington​:

After his PT appointment, Hunter had cleaned up, and changed into a pair of swim trunks, tank top, and some sip on sandals.   The shorts and tank were enough to cover the now fading bruising, and fresh scars. Even though he couldn’t use the pool himself didn’t mean he had to sit down there in sweats or somethin too warm for the humid atmosphere down there.  He heard the knock at his door and rolled himself over and managing to get the door open without too much difficulty.  

“Hey Lopez.  Thanks for coming,” Hunter said cordially, wheeling himself back into the room and gesturing for her to come in.  “I definitely thought it would be a little more… interesting or something, to be back.  But I guess it’s Lima and my expectation was way too high.  Anyhow,” he continued, “I wasn’t sure if you’d come dressed or need to change, but the bathroom is that way.”  He gestured towards the bathroom as he wheeled over to pick up his room key, and cell phone.  “How’s Brittany?  Did I see you guys at the St. Berry party on the weekend?”

When the door opened up to reveal Hunter in his chair, she let a soft small paint her lips. “Hey,” she walked into the room, closing the door behind her. Taking in his appearance, she felt a twinge of sadness course through her body at the limitations he was currently facing. However, she knew that he was going through physical therapy which should help. “Nice room,” she spoke as she took in the hotel room around her. “It definitely beats the motels that I have stayed at in this town. Are you paying for this stay?”

“I do have to go change,” she said, holding up her bag. “I’ll be just a moment.” Taking the opportunity to go change, Santana walked into the bathroom and shut the door. After a short moment, she was into her swim suit and ready to go enjoy an afternoon of swimming. Pulling on her swim cover, she walked out of the bathroom and back into Hunter’s room. “Britt and I are doing great,” she smiled, nodding her head. “Oh yeah, I was there. I may not have been coherent, but I was there. Snix always likes to have a good time when it comes to parties and to be the one to liven them up.” It was true, she was always down to be the life of the party. “Did you have a good time at the party? Make some friends and such?”

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npckrmn​:

“Hey, I didn’t tell anyone about you and Brittany, and I was there to witness it.” In part, that had been because bragging about feeling like a third wheel didn’t seem ideal, but he’d still kept it all their little secret. “Plus I kept sleeping with you-know-who a secret, right? And that one was way more complicated than just a hook up.” Lifting his own glass, he clinked it against Santana’s before tossing it back, far happier with his new drink than he’d been with the wine. “She was… something else. But I think it was best kept as that one time thing, you know? Dating my friend’s moms can get… messy.” With a smirk growing on his lips, he looked back over at Santana, clearly pleased with what was about to come out of his mouth. “Unless we’re talking about your mom. She single yet?” 

“Yeah, you’re lucky that you were there to witness us.” It was true - back then, scoring a night with Santana and Brittany was everyone’s dream. “You have a point. I think it was more of a necessity that you kept that a secret for as long as you could.” Mirroring the man next to her, Santana threw the shot back. A second later, she set the shot glass down in her back seat along with the bottle of liquor. “You’ve always been into the older women. But, I get it. You know my mom will always see you as one of her kids, no matter how hard you try.” Giving him a pointed look, Santana laughed. “You know I would not let that happen.” 

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One thing that Santana had been working on throughout the years was trying to be a better person. When Santana cared for someone, she cared hard, and she made it her mission to be a good friend to them. While she may not have shown that in a traditional sense, the message usually got through that she knew how to care. Hunter seemed like someone that could use her badass friendship, so here she was, about to go spend some time with him. 

Getting into her car, Santana made her way over to the hotel that Hunter was currently staying at. The car ride was short, which she was overall thankful for. Pulling into a parking spot, Santana cut the engine to her car and reached for her bag. Once she had everything that she needed, she walked into the hotel and smiled as the front desk greeted her. Already knowing where she was going, she just gave a nod and continued on toward Hunter’s room. It wasn’t long until she located his room, knocking on the door and waiting patiently for him to greet her.  @huclarington​

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npckrmn​:

“Thanks.” Puck beamed, leaning against the side of Santana’s car and watching her over his shoulder. “You don’t have to tell everyone. Just me. I can keep a secret.“ He happily took the bottle from her, initially planning on just drinking directly from it, before instead deciding to grab one of the shot glasses from her as well, pouring himself a drink. He’d gotten mono enough times from her to make that mistake again. Dads didn’t get sick days. “Your wedding was awesome. I totally plowed Blaine’s mom after it.” 

“Uh huh. Sure.” Smirking over at him, she shook her head. “Like you know how to keep any type of secret that involves hot girls in action. I’m sure you’d just love to brag about it.” Turning to him, she watched as he poured himself a shot and waited for the bottle so she could pour one as well. Once he was done, she took the bottle and did just that. If there was one drink of choice that she always loved, it was tequila. There were some pretty good times in her past that were associated with tequila. “Look, if it wasn’t my wedding and I was single, I would have been all over that. You’re damn lucky. But, yes, my wedding was a night I will never forget.” She took a moment to hold up her shot glass. “Cheers, Puckerman.”