#santana lopez roleplay

[santanaveralopez]

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Santana had tried to downplay the engagement with Brittany to her friends. Really, really tried. She had known the minute she texted Rachel, Kurt, Quinn, and Mercedes (individually, because she couldn’t handle the mess of a group chat notifications pinging on and off all day long) with a simple and to the point statement that she and Brittany were engaged again, this would be far from the end of things she would hear about it. Her friends were not the type to simply text back a congratulations with some emojis, oh no. Instead, she was immediately bombarded with so many texts and phone calls- not just from those four, but from the entirety of the Glee club- that she got frustrated and shut her phone off. That didn’t help, they just started blowing up Brittany’s phone and Santana’s laptop instead. In the end, she had to call Kurt (the slightly more reasonable, between him and Rachel) and virtually threaten him to keep him and Rachel from showing up at their apartment door.

 

Apparently, though, Santana was no longer threatening enough to  scare them. Because Friday night, when she and Brittany got home from their respective responsibilities of the day, Santana could tell even before going to open the apartment door that something was wrong.

 

“Call the police, the lights are on inside and we didn’t leave them like that!” she hissed, grabbing Brittany’s arm. “Someone broke in!”

 

Straining to hear, still grasping Brittany, she realized that someone inside the apartment door was talking, trying unsuccessfully to keep their voice quiet. Actually….wait, was that more than one person talking? How many people had broken into the apartment? Was it a gang?!

 

And then she heard one all too familiar voice, attempting louder than all the rest of them combined, to shush everyone “because Santana and Brittany will be here any minute now!” That was when the penny dropped, and Santana dropped Brittany’s arm, growling aloud.

 

“Oh no. No, they did NOT.”

 

No longer the slightest bit afraid of being attacked, but rather of the possibly less welcome ambush she was now certain awaited her, she unlocked the door, immediately greeted by a swarm of voices calling out in unison.

 

“Surpriseeeee! Happy engagement!!!!”

 

Santana just stood there, slowly taking in the huge congratulatory banner, blown up picture posters of Brittany and Santana, balloons, streamers, and party food thrown over what seemed every inch of surface of her apartment. As she had feared, Rachel and Kurt stood in the front of the rest of the group, beaming with pride at themselves and practically bouncing on their toes in anticipation of their response. Just behind them, also far too happy looking for her liking, stood Quinn, Mercedes, Mike, Tina, Puck, Sam, Blaine, Artie, and Sugar.

 

Turning back to Brittany, Santana deadpanned, “Thanks. We forgot we have plans, bye!”

 

She made a motion to grab the doorknob, ready to flee and slam it all in their faces.

[angelhummel]

when you finally convince the bestie to watch glee with you uwu

[auntiesnixxscorner]

Guys Rachel just informed me her drug dealer boyfriend is coming over for dinner, ugh

[attypicalcat]

Anyone interested in Pezberry rp? Plot can be discussed, looking for a reliable rp partner.

DM me to discuss.

[suprntralsa]

"What I see is unreal." Santana stares at the destruction caused. The restaurant where she works is in shambles. The people inside having been treated like lambs to the slaughter. Very few made it out alive after some beast came in and tore the place apart.

Sirens blare and people are everywhere. Paramedics tend to the injured, while cops attempt to ask people questions. Yellow tape is being placed outside the building, blocking trespassers from getting too close.

She stands outside of the establishment, holding an arm in one hand. The arm has a pretty nasty cut on it, but she hasn't bothered to go to the paramedics yet. Despite the pain radiating up her arm, her injury isn't as bad as the others. If she had to guess, stitches is probably all her arm will require.

Dark brown eyes look over at the man standing beside her, as she tries her best to keep her composure. "Who - or what could've done this?" she asks. She grits her teeth, trying her best to ignore the growing pain in her arm.

Whatever that creature was that ransacked the place, it wasn't human. That much, she's sure of and she wants to find out what it is. Santana knows about the supernatural, having been on the hunt of one particular vampire for a while now.

@bloodsalted :: liked for a starter. // song :: Rotten Apple by Alice in Chains. muse :: Santana Lopez.

[klaine-a03-feed]

Make Me Jealous

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/6yTfMlr by Klainefanatic At the gay club after Rachel's opening night in Funny Girl, Kurt and Blaine definitely got busy in the bathroom stall with some role play that Sam might need them to explain to him again. Words: 1045, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 3 of What We Didn't See Fandoms: Glee (TV 2009) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Rachel Berry, Sam Evans (Glee), Santana Lopez Relationships: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel Additional Tags: Smut, Dirty Talk, Roleplay, Semi-Public Sex, Jealous Blaine Anderson, Top Blaine Anderson, Bottom Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson & Sam Evans Friendship

[what-if-rpg]

If you guys are looking for a new roleplay to join during summer time, this is the moment to check us out. We are looking for new members, and we would love to have you here. Under the read more, you can check ALL our open characters. Canons and OCs, and yes, you can still send in your own muse if none of the ones we have are for you. Check us out?

CANON CHARACTERS

Brittany Pierce

Kurt Hummel

Danielle Harper

Blaine Anderson

Artie Abrams

Shelby Corcoran

Kitty Wilde

Brody Weston

Unique

Shane Tisnley

Sue Sylvester

Jeff Sterling

Sebastian Smythe

Will Schuester

Matt Rutherford

Friday Romero

April Rhodes

Noah Puckerman

Jake Puckerman

Spencer Porter

Emma Pillsbury

Stephanie Pierce

Sugar Motta

Roderick Meeks

Mason McCarthy

Madison McCarthy

Santana Lopez

Dave Karofsky

Bree Jordan

Holly Holliday

Grace Hitchens

Joe Hart

Rory Flanagan

Judy Fabray

Stevie Evans

Tina Cohen-Chang

Hunter Clarington

Mike Chang

LeRoy Berry

Hiram Berry

Jean Baptiste

Azimio Adams

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

Avery Fabray (FC: Lily James)

Stacey Evans (FC: Lili Reinhart)

Chelsea St. James (FC: Ariana Grande)

Shannon Wilde (FC: Hunter Schafer)

Eléonore Smythe (FC: Stefania Spampinato)

Archibald Schuester (FC: Robert Pattinson)

Poppy Rutherford (FC: Ruby Barker)

Jamison Rutherford (FC: Regé-Jean Page)

Danna Rose (FC: Georgina Amorós)

Claire Rose (FC: Danielle Savre)

Thalita Rhodes (FC: Anna Camp)

Lei Readdie (FC: Shay Mitchell)

Evelyn Puckerman (FC: Kat Dennings)

Imogen Porter (FC: Nicola Coughlan)

Zara Pillsbury (FC: Madelaine Petsch)

Elenora Pillsbury (FC: Phoebe Dynevor)

Alessandra Pierce (FC: Claudia Salas)

Rafa Padilla (FC: Rafael Silva)

Adofo Motta (FC: Mena Massoud)

Maximus Meeks (FC: Jonathan Bailey)

Morena McCarthy (FC: Martina Cariddi)

Rebecca Lynn (FC: Ana de Armas)

Valentino Lopez (FC: Wilmer Valderrama)

Treyvon Jones (FC: Mason Gooding)

Talisa Jones (FC: Laura Harrier)

Levi Jones (FC: Michael B. Jordan)

Kyan Jones (FC: Jeremy Pope)

Billie Jones (FC: Alexandra Shipp)

Angelica Johnson (FC: Naomi Scott)

Jordan Jackson (FC: Zac Efron)

Cordelia Jackson (FC: Brie Larson)

Bradley Jackson (FC: Zac Efron)

Mildred Hummel (FC: Sandra Bullock)

Liam Hudson (FC: Dacre Montgomery)

Brian Hudson (FC: Nick Robinson)

Benjamin Hudson (FC: Shawn Mendes)

Gabriella Goldman (FC: Ashley Tisdale)

Abigail Goldman (FC: Ashley Tisdale)

Daniel Fabray (FC: Hunter Parrish)

Mia Evans (FC: Brianne Howey)

Victoria Crawford (FC: Claudia Jessie)

Alannah Crawford (FC: Renee Rapp)

Max Cohen-Chang (FC: Henry Golding)

Jenny Chang (FC: Gemma Chan)

Lucy Blossom (FC: Olivia Wilde)

Troy Adams (FC: John Boyega)

Caleb Adams (FC: Jacob Latimore)

Jess Abrams (FC: Brigette Lundy-Paine)

Castor Abrams (FC: Henry Cavill)

[gleefulhq]

❄ i’ll be home for christmas!! · gleefulhq is a limited run tumblr glee roleplay bringing the original new directions members home for the holiday season, reunited for the first time in years. come home for christmas today !!

we're open and accepting applications for this limited run roleplay, some of our most wanted are: sugar motta, mercedes jones, kurt hummel, santana lopez, brittany pierce, and the mccarthy twins.

[mckinleyhq]

another week has come and gone !! thank you to everyone for your participation this week, i am so excited about how many of you posted as part of the weekly theme task fill and i love, love, love to see the dash moving every day !!

new members.

during our ninth week open, we welcomed ella, lynn & amy to the group - we have loved getting to know your portrayals of santana lopez, kurt hummel & madison mccarthy so far, and we can't to see what's in store !!

weekly tasks & events.

this week, mckinley hosted it's annual student council elections - running for, and taking office - hunter clarington & sugar motta - their campaign was hard fought and well won - strategy meets sparkle !! now we just have to see if they can follow through on all the promises they made (and potential bribes they took).

our eighth weekly task & glee club assignment was posted, our theme this week was of course - student council elections and passion !! we had great participation this week, especially in glee club and with our power point presentation task ; check them out - sugar motta, kyle christopherson, sebastian smythe, mason mccarthy, taylor lincoln, david karofsky  !!

we hosted another successful ask wednesday this week, thank you to everyone who participated !!

this week we hosted two birthdays, so once again a very happy birthday to: adrian cruz-dumont & sebastian smythe !!

important links.

mhqinspo › weekly edit tag

mhqinspo › weekly glee assignment tag

roleplay notices.

we've decided to cap our mun count at twenty players, we are currently sitting at eighteen players, meaning we have two open mun spot left.

open starter round up

here are all the open starters that were posted during this week, feel free to check it out again and reply to any open starters with less notes - this will be a weekly practice !!

brittany pierce › is living in another time-space continuum !!

david karofsky › his pronouns are N E W D I R E C T I O N S !!

keke akana › is feeling a little lost !!

kurt hummel › is living for the drama !!

lizzie jules › is throwing shade at loud talkers !!

mason mccarthy › has a message for the new directions !!

scott parker › is a menace to the school grounds !!

sebastian smythe › *adults in charlie brown vc* !!

sebastian smythe › had a little birthday shindig !!

[jinxgirlrose]

Santana had experienced a lot of moments of happiness, both big and small, throughout her life, although not quite as many as she would have preferred. Nearly all of those moments that she could remember, Brittany Pierce was by her side. And the best, most perfect memory of her life was the day she stood across from her, smiling into her eyes, and declared her vows as her wife.

She had loved Brittany since their first day in Cheerios together freshman year, long before she could acknowledge her feelings to herself or others. She still loved Brittany. It seemed to her a fact of life that Santana Lopez would love Brittany Pierce for as long as they both lived, and maybe beyond that. And although she feared otherwise, a part of her still felt that Brittany was being honest when she told Santana that she still loved her too.

With all these facts in place, it stunned Santana all the more that she and Brittany were nevertheless in the process of finalizing their divorce, before she even turned thirty years old.

Santana couldn’t pinpoint a specific incident or even time period when things started to change for the worse when it came to their marriage. It certainly hadn’t helped when Brittany was hired as a backup dancer for Beyonce’s opening act singer, three years after their marriage. Of course, Santana was insanely proud of her for her success, but things started to change quickly after that. Brittany was always on the road, keeping strange hours in different time zones. She was always taking lessons and learning and teaching routines, rehearsing and travelling and performing, and those were all things that Santana could not be involved in. She was not allowed to tour with her, and the time that Brittany had off to fly back to their apartment in New York, she was always exhausted and jet lagged.

Santana felt like they were living separate lives, and Brittany’s was the better one. Here she was, back in school (again) and still trying to figure out what she wanted to be when she grew up at the age of 26, and here Brittany was, traveling the world and performing for thousands and millions to see, living her dream. Santana didn’t even know yet what her dream was, because it seemed to change from year to year.

The only thing she did know was she loved Brittany, and she wanted to be with her. But Brittany’s schedule made that difficult indeed.

She was able to get through it because Brittany’s contract for the tour was only for two years, when Beyonce’s tour, and the opening act along with it, came to its end. But then Brittany was approached with an offer to be a backup dancer for Beyonce herself- and of course, the offer was one she couldn’t turn down.

That meant a minimum of another two years of traveling, this time with more routines, heavier choreography and focus, which meant even more time apart. And if all went well, and Brittany didn’t become injured, she would have the potential to travel with Beyonce for as long as Beyonce continued her career as a performer.

Brittany may never spend more than a few weeks, a month max, back with Santana. Brittany’s life had taken a direction that Santana could not follow.

On the first opportunity that she had after signing the contract, Brittany took two days off to surprise Santana by flying home. At first Santana was thrilled, thinking she wanted to celebrate her newest success, but Brittany ended up sitting her down, taking Santana’s hands in hers, and looking her in the eye as she explained seriously that she was asking for a divorce.

Santana still felt cold and shaky when she thought about it. As much as she wanted to forget, she vividly remembered every word of Brittany’s explanation- that as much as she loved her, she didn’t want to hold Santana back from living a life of her own, a life where she could be happy and with someone who could be there in person with her, making her happy too. Brittany had told her that she felt all her time apart from Santana, without any clear idea of when or if it would ever cease, was making Santana lonely and unhappy, and that Santana would never figure out what she wanted out of her own life if she stayed on the sidelines, watching Brittany live her dream while not going in pursuit of her own.

“But Brittany, my dream is you,” Santana had explained desperately, clutching at her in her panic to make her see, make her understand. “My dream has always just been you.”

“That’s the problem, sweetie,” Brittany had responded, stroking her cheek with a sad smile. “I can’t be your dream. No person can be.”

Nearly two months later, Santana still rarely woke up without her hair wet from tears. She vacillated between feeling numb and zombie-like and lit up with rage at the emptiness of her life without even the future promise of Brittany returning to her. If this was the life Brittany wanted her to have, how the hell could she think it would make her happy?

Santana had never been the sort of person to want to talk about her feelings or her problems, at least with anyone outside of Brittany. But Brittany was the source of them now, and she could not turn to her. In desperation, she started writing texts to herself when her thoughts and feelings overwhelmed her, saving them in a conversation thread under her own phone number. It felt lame and ridiculous to have a conversation with herself on her own phone, but Santana reasoned it was almost like journaling, and no one who saw her would necessarily know she wasn’t texting someone else. One night exactly two months after the divorce papers had been served, Santana woke up at two in the morning, breathless with pain from her dreams of Brittany, and reached for her tone, fingers stabbing at the keyboard as she texted her thoughts to herself as they came.

“it’s dark and late as fuck and im so lonely I cant stand it. Every time I lay down the bed feels huge and cold and empty without her. Every time I close my eyes I dream about her and she’s leaving me or pushing me away or telling me she doesn’t want me anymore over and over again. I’m fighting to make her see, make her understand, and then I wake up and all I want is to cry or die because it’s fucking true. She says she loves me but and I would never want her to give up her dream job, I would never want her to choose, but she did choose and she didn’t choose me. She says she wants me to be happy but how can I be happy without her, how can I ever be happy again? All I ever wanted was for someone to love me, all I ever wanted was for her to love me. Ive fought everyone in the world including my own self but I never could fight Brittany. What the hell am I supposed to do in my life now without her? Why even fucking bother?”

It wasn’t until several moments later that Santana realized that her blur of tears had kept her from looking closely at the number she was sending out her very personal thoughts to. It wasn’t, as she thought, to herself, under the contact she last listed as “Santana” in her phone. She had somehow accidentally sent the series of texts to the number just before the “Santana” contact- the number that belonged to Quinn.

Seriously? Fuck her life.

 

[santanaveralopez]

I said yes!!!

[bookofmightylies]

I don’t know if any Dantana fans are still here but I miss writing and I want to slowly ease back into it so

Send me prompts? They can be angsty, fluffy, anything

[auntiesnixxscorner]

Going as pirate this year with britt :) Since blaine is in town he and kurt are dressed as some people from some musical i don't know. I suggested to rachel to dress as a hobbit and for some reaso nshe got mad at me? she's dressed as babara again

[lopezsantanamarie]

So this is my newest work uniform.

[santanaveralopez]

On a mini vacation.

Can you call it that if you plan on seeing absolutely no one the entire time?

[dancex2revolution]

When I watch Glee, I only see the characters, not the actors. Maybe that's just how I watch things. It could have been helped by the fact that they cast actors who weren't widely known, so for anyone who watched it when it first aired, you only knew the characters.

But it means that, for me, whatever the actors do, or say, or say about each other, it doesn't affect the characters if it isn't something that was written into the show. Like, yes, Santana got a boob job, because it was in the show. Heather had a baby, but Brittany didn't. And the same for more serious things.

I'm a fan of Harry Shum, Jr. But when I watch Glee, that's Mike Chang.

How do you watch Glee? Please feel free to add to this post, but if you'd rather put your response in the notes or the tags, you do you!

I only have 2 followers, and one is staff, but if you see this somehow, please answer! Thank you!