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[trickstersantana]

[Santana is still blocked by Kitty, so she takes a screenshot on incognito mode of this, posts Kitty’s answers on a different post of her own blog, and comments on it.]

Take a fucking sip, babes. What a complete torture. I wouldn’t wish that on my worst enemy. But I don’t feel bad for that bitch. 

So, what are the bets, do you think they’ll destroy each other, or that they would be double the awful together? I bet for the second, I guess the first one is too optimistic, but one can dream. 

Is it true your a lesbian? I heard Evans saying that in class

NO. These baseless rumors have started since I was a first-year and it all stems from jealousy, you dimwit. I’m happily with Josh CoI

I’m dating fourth-year Josh Coleman. We’ve been steady since the summer. If I was a lizzie lesbo, which I’m not, I wouldn’t be with the hottest guy in school, duh.

Also are we raising awareness for the endangered irrelevant sea slugs known as the Evans? He killed multiple guys, remember? Like I care for that fop’s opinion.

[trickstersantana]

walking on broken glass

WHO: Santana Lopez ( @trickstersantana ) & Matt Rutherford. With a cameo by Daisy!

WHAT: After avoiding the elephant knife in the room, Matt and Santana finally meet up at Undique to talk about things. Spoiler alert: Things get agitated.

WHEN: August 10th, 2019.

WHERE: Undique.

WARNINGS: Discussions of murder, stabbing, death, discrimination, threatening behavior, violence, and genocide. Lots of heavy stuff. 

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shiftingdani‌:

[ text ] I´ll help you. Whatever it takes.

[ text ] I did…which is why I can´t afford to lose anyone else. Not you, not Ell, Matt or Sam. Or any of the others.

[ text ] She does suck, doesn´t she?

[ text ] Unfortunately that doesn´t mean I love her any less.

[text] Whatever it takes starts with ideas. 

[text] You are the weakest of us all, honey. I don’t know what’s your plan in here to not lose anyone. First try to not lose yourself, would you? We can train a bit someday. 

[text] I expected you to defend her. Did you guys had a fight or was only to play along?

[text] How was you standing guard and helping people get out of danger and shit while I was saving your shitty girlfriend's ass?

[ text ] Hello Santana.

[ text ] You didn´t recognize me down there?

[ text ] How´s your wound? Did you get healed?

[trickstersantana]

are you pro commons?

I’m pro me. 

But this is such a suspicious looking question looking to start shit. I’m not going to leave you hanging with a non-commited answer. Is this going to be a “boo boo, I’m scared of commons because the witch hunters!” 

Oh my, I wonder what that’s it. Having a group joining together just to kill people like you. That prepare specifically to know how to fight you. Imagine they were supported and financed by the goverment, and you were locked up with them sharing classes. That would be fucked up. 

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Text || Elltana

Elliott: Yeah... this is fucked up, I can't believe they just could take Mike's body like that, or any body really... what the fuck... just... what the fuck.

Elliott: The TODDs yeah... he got on the way to let Sam and I escape, it was like... so fast, and at the same time as if time stopped...

Elliott: I still can't believe he is dead.

Santana: I mean, it's going to be very fucked up if they keep doing it. Specially if they chose some "missing people" death body and they can just infiltrate here with one that can actually act.

[SANTANA DELETED]: Well, better him than you.

[SANTANA DELETED]: Shame it wasn't Henri.

[SANTANA THOUGHTS]: Try to write something sensitive.

Santana: Start believing it, just in case another Boulder reapears.

[SANTANA THOUGHTS]: God fucking damn it.

Santana: Did you and Sam saw how the TODDs attack then? Well, that was probably fucking shit, but it might help us in the future to know how to avoid them, right?

[...]

Santana: Then don't. I'm throwing a fucking tantrum anyway.

Santana: That's the thing, Elliott. When I take risk is because I assume I'm going to win. Let's say reckless self-preservation.

Santana: I'm not scared of caring. I know how my "caring" works, if it can be called that. I don't want people caring so they stop caring later. I prefer to know whats always going on and not count on people who are going to give their back to me when I need it.

Santana: Hey, if I do deserve caring everyone does isn't it? But what? I'm not going to take Love and Care from the Love and Care tree like that's a thing that exist and it's free and no one loses anything when taking it. That's bullshit.

Santana: Of course you are tired, Elliott. Stop wasting your energy in people who are just draining you down.

Santana: Now c'mon, Santana's bullshit time is over. I'm angry. Do you need a fucking pep talk you tired man?

Elliott: So... then you don't care about yourself? Is that what you are saying?

Elliott: In that, I can agree with you, I'm tired of people pretending, I would prefer if people were honest with their feelings and actions too, but also, we can't just go around thinking everyone is going to turn their backs, can we? Like... I don't know... you don't even trust... hmmm... Blaine? He is like the most honest, transparent, person ever.

Elliott: Well, I'm not saying Love and Care is easy, as any other feeling and relationship, when you love and care you also have to put effort into it, not just think "oh yeah this is going to work" or "it would never work" before it even happens... but make it work if you really want it to work, and as many people that are involved, they all should put effort in it.

Elliott: You are putting yourself out there, being vulnerable when you love and care about someone, of course, if things go badly you are going to lose something, but that's the thing, that is going to happen anyway, many times, in different situations, the thing is... we can still try, we are still here, we can try to love and care all the times we want. If we lose hope that things can be good again, or be better in the future, no one is going to do better for us. It is on us to keep working and find those who will love us and care for us for real, as we do love and care for ourselves.

Elliott: I know all that may still sound like bullshit to you, but... even if I keep saying I'm tired, that's what I always keep on thinking... i felt many times like giving up, but i don't really want to.

Elliott: If there is no hope left, what is left?

Elliott: If I can be the person who does better for themselves, then I will do better for others people future.

Elliott: Life is really unfair, it is unbalanced, it is cruel, and it hurts, and it's shit, but among all that, I was able to find a tiny little bit of hope, I just want to keep thinking it is worth it for that hope, but it takes a lot from me, if i'm honest...

[Like 30 minutes later]

Santana: I cared about my goals more than myself and everyone else.

Santana: Of course I don't trust Blaine. He is not honest or transparent, he is just good really at pretending he is, even to himself. He's the naive son of a controlling bloodline family, the one in charge of "security". His brother is a cardine. He thinks he can trust the cardines, even after everything that happened. Do you trust cardines? Now, do you think when shit hits the fan he would chose us over his own family? Or that even if he wanted to, he would be able to? Months ago you would had perfectly used Tina in that example of "not even this trusthful person?" wouldn't you?

Santana: Yeah, *everyone* should put efford into it. So kick out the ones who aren't catching up, or fucking lower the efford.

Santana: Are you telling that to me, Elliott, or is a reminder to yourself all this hurt is worth it?

Santana: I have no more hope. This is what it's left. So hold your own as long as you can. If you think that's the best. Honestly, is not even that bad. No hope left means you have nothing to lose, isn't that freeing?

Santana: Oh fuck, woah.

Santana: Actually, I still have things I can lose. shit.

Elliott: I always have a hard time with the concept of mortality, it reminds me how easy would be to lose any of you, and makes me sad.

Elliott: I saw so many names of people I used to see every day listed as if they were mere information to assimilate, and I don't know what to do with it. They are gone. And know what do we do?

Elliott: Do you really feel that way?

Santana: I think that's a problem for a lot of people, being immortal or not.

Santana: We keep on living.

Santana: I don't feel much, to be honest.

Santana: Sometimes I get annoyed, I guess. People I kinda liked aren't alive anymore. But like all those people crying like they are going to break?... no.

Santana: Or those ones who just keep breaking and breaking more but still not completelly.

[trickstersantana]

shiftingdani‌:

[ text ] Honestly I don´t spend enough time with her to find her annoying.

[ After ]

[ text ] You´re right. We´re winning as long as we´re alive, because a shit ton of people apparently want us dead.

[ text ] Protecting each other is good. It´s all we can do. And I´m not ready to lose anyone. For whatever reason.

[ text ] …

[ text ] No. She didn´t.

[text] Then you probably just spended like, less than 1 second with her.

[After]

[text] I’lll make sure they won’t get what they want.

[text] I thought you already lost someone. 

[text] I mean your ex, not Marley. 

[text] She is obviously still alive, just doing some bullshit or getting in some bullshit. 

[text] She survived so much, but she always comes back. This time it will be the same and I would tell her “Bitch. You suck.” 

[text] How was you standing guard and helping people get out of danger and shit while I was saving your shitty girlfriend's ass?

[ text ] Hello Santana.

[ text ] You didn´t recognize me down there?

[ text ] How´s your wound? Did you get healed?

[trickstersantana]

shiftingdani‌:

[ text ] I wouldn´t call it friends? She´s my sponsor so we spend time together occasionally. But we never talk much. So no, I wouldn´t call it being friends.

( After )

[ text ] This is some major bullshit, and it´s been going on for longer than I know, but I´m still surprised every fucking time.

[ text ] It´s all propaganda. They don´t care about us and I don´t know what we can do to change their minds. If we do anything radical it would just prove what they´re saying about us is true.

[ text ] It´s like we can´t win.

[text] You aren’t? Interesting. It’s because she is really annoying?

[After the Malleus.]

[text] It’s been from forever.

[text] Do we have to change their minds? Fuck that. Are we going to change the minds of the Malleus or the undead monsters too? No. They are going to say bullshit always. 

[text] That doesn’t mean we can’t win. As long as we survive we are winning.

[text] Now, they don’t care. But do we care about each other? Like, I totally don’t. But I still think we should protect each other if no one else is going to. 

[text] Like I’m going to come first, and then the rest, and I expect everyone to do the same, but you know. We have too many enemies to go carelessly solo.

[...]

[text] Hey, did Marley by any chance told you something like she was going to run away from NYADA. Or whatever bullshit like that. 

[text] How was you standing guard and helping people get out of danger and shit while I was saving your shitty girlfriend's ass?

[ text ] Hello Santana.

[ text ] You didn´t recognize me down there?

[ text ] How´s your wound? Did you get healed?

[trickstersantana]

[Santana left some Wisteria flowers on the memorial.] Agh. I don’t really know if this is appropiate. You know, now that I think of it, I think it’s really fucking innapropiate. I shouldn’t had done that. [She mutters in spanish to Jesús at her side.] I thought the crushing feeling of losing people would finally weight in after this. But it didn’t. [She looks to his fake uncle.] You did this. You ruined the concept of death for me. 

“My most sincere apologies, Mist, permit me to-” 

“Why didn’t you ran away?” [Santana interrupts him, while moving away from the memorial. She doesn’t want to be there anymore. It’s boring.]

“Pardon me?” [Jesús asks.]

“Why didn’t you do what you always do! Pretend you’re dead and ran away. There are so many missing LN they aren’t going to even try to search. It was the perfect chance for running away. To be free.” You can be with my ‘Mom’, for god’s sake! She doesn’t hate you! 

[Jesús shrug. He wasn’t smiling as usual. But he didn’t look defeated either.] “I didn’t want to leave people behind. Why didn’t you?”

“What?” [Santana is susprised at the question. The idea of running away from NYADA completelly leave her mind as a valid choice by now. What for? She has nothing out of here. No future. No one waiting for her, except maybe her fake dad, to live the same failure of a life he did. Both options were hell. She only had one hope and that was the ritual. She doesn’t want to think about it.] “If that people is me, you are wasting your time. I want out of the ‘family’. You guys are better without me, and honestly, I’m way better without you too.” 

[She expected Jesús to get extremelly sad, or ignore it all together. But she couldn’t read him. He stayed silent and didn’t say anything about it. She knew he was worried when she went missing. And she ignored him, as usual. I wouldn’t had care if you died in here, you know? I wouldn’t even know about it. I would had assume you left. She thought.And yet she come to see him.She didn’t even asked him about what Darling thought. She was scared of the answer. They keep walking together.]

“Ugh. I’m just so tired of the fucking goverment screwing us over and giving us zero protection! “Aw, witches united! Fuck the rest” [She complained on a mocking imitation voice of the TV news guy, when she saw there wasn’t much people around, angry.] Fuck it! I’m going to do my own gang. With matching jackets. And- ah fuck. All the LN cool shit is forbidden now but... [She stopped. Why do I even care? Oh yeah, because I miss some kind of unity. Jesús also stopped. Looking at her like she had a real plan, and not some half-assed useless bullshit she was improvising right now.] I’m not going to start my own gang, but I know I can blackmail a witch to do it for me. [She just has to pick the right one.]

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shiftingdani‌:

[ text ] I haven´t done anything.

[ text ] Safe as in…the dream was fine? Like I had no urgency to get out.

[ text ] No idea…she told me she wasn´t kidnapped, which I already knew because I assume it would have been all over the news.

[ text ] And then someone started this weird hashtag?

[text] Oh, so it was something too specific? I didn’t have much problem either. It was something really specific too. 

[text] HA, c’mon, all over the news? The Corcorans have enough money to hide that shit out. You weren’t there when a bunch of body guards force her out of the museum.

[text] But don’t worry, I have it recorded [Santana sends Dani the video]

[text] I bet my ass it was Rachel herself or some Corcoran PR bullshit so they get attention. Fucking drama queens. Anyway, are you friends with Rachel?

[After the Malleus.]

[text] Well well, it seems like a bunch of witch hunters attack and the witches decide to fuck us all over more. “Whoever is not a witch is the enemy!” “LNs who didn’t participate at all also counts!” Sureeeeee. 

[text] I’m so fed up with the witch goverment. What a bunch of crap. They don’t let us even a second of time to be sad in peace.

[text] How was you standing guard and helping people get out of danger and shit while I was saving your shitty girlfriend's ass?

[ text ] Hello Santana.

[ text ] You didn´t recognize me down there?

[ text ] How´s your wound? Did you get healed?

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Text || Elltana

Elliott: Thank fucking aether you are. I'm glad to hear from you.

Elliott: What? Mike Chang?

Elliott: I saw one of the Malleus, but she looked different, like... she was... wearing someone else's skin... and then...

Elliott: The TODDs...

Elliott: The Boulder is dead, I saw him die.

[...]

Elliott: I fought way too fucking hard to be able to be half of who I am today. I'm not going to change. I don't want to.

Elliott: You are contradicting yourself more than once... Which one is it? Self-preservation or self-sacrificial?

Elliott: I... if you are trying then is that you are caring, but then... you push people away when they try to care about you... Are you scared of caring? Are you scared of people caring?

Elliott: I think you deserve to be cared about.

Elliott: And I also think I deserve it.

Elliott: I don't know.

Elliott: I may be way too tired.

Santana: Ha, don't talk so fast.

Santana: Just one that look like him, but not a single efford on the acting. It was kind of dissapointed honestly, more shock factor than a true pretender. The wearing a skin I guess. Ew, that's so fucking creepy what the fuck. I thought the witches got Mike's corpse to bury him, not them.

Santana: How did he die? Did the TODDs got him? Fuck, they are fucking strong, aren't they?

[...]

Santana: Then don't. I'm throwing a fucking tantrum anyway.

Santana: That's the thing, Elliott. When I take risk is because I assume I'm going to win. Let's say reckless self-preservation.

Santana: I'm not scared of caring. I know how my "caring" works, if it can be called that. I don't want people caring so they stop caring later. I prefer to know whats always going on and not count on people who are going to give their back to me when I need it.

Santana: Hey, if I do deserve caring everyone does isn't it? But what? I'm not going to take Love and Care from the Love and Care tree like that's a thing that exist and it's free and no one loses anything when taking it. That's bullshit.

Santana: Of course you are tired, Elliott. Stop wasting your energy in people who are just draining you down.

Santana: Now c'mon, Santana's bullshit time is over. I'm angry. Do you need a fucking pep talk you tired man?

[Like 30 minutes later]

Santana: Oh yeah, are you like, affected by seeing people you know die? I don't remember if this is your first time or like, not, because people don't stop dying, but yeah, the first time is pretty shocking. By the seventh time it becomes a farse parody.

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chatzy recap | open wound

EVENT: NYADA’s open door day.

CHARACTERS: Blaine Anderson, Cooper Anderson, Tina Cohen-Chang, Sam Evans, Elliott Gilbert, Dani Harper, Finn Hudson, Kurt Hummel, David Karofsky, Santana Lopez, Brittany S. Pierce and Lauren Zizes. With Principal Figgins, Dustin Goolsby,  The Boulder, “Etienne Serpent”, “Margaret Mistletoe”, “MRC Jr.” and Julius.

NOTES: It’s just another Saturday, NYADA opens its doors to students who are looking for the best school to join next year, but something will disturb this peace.

CONTENT WARNING: gore, body horror, bugs, violence, blood, guns, murder, death, self-harm.

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[trickstersantana]

It took you long enough. 

I’m always alive and right in the middle of all the danger ❤️  

What? No “tasteful” jokes about the death now? Did you get unlucky this time and lost someone you cared about, Witcher?

This is my official acceptance speech: all of you were right, this campus is insane. I’d like it to be known that Magical Harvard is in one piece right now. Just remember that the next time you’re cheering on the Dragons in the rubble that is Undique.

But hey, honestly, can I get a sound off? Who’s alive? Which one or all of you were right in the middle of all of that?

[trickstersantana]

[Santana looks at the names. 

Oh, look, that’s Olivia. Damn, she was cool. She thinks, hoping dread will come to her. Being sad about other people not living anymore. That’s how everyone else felt, right? She keep trying, but nothing. She felt anger, about the discrimination and how they were going to fuck her over more. When she was younger she cried so much when she thought her fake uncle had died. Now, she wonders if she just couldn’t find empathy for anyone else.] 

Wathever, it’s a total waste of time of a feeling. I’m too fucking tired of witches bullshit. I won’t stand for it.

NYADA IN MOURNING: “THIS ISN’T HAPPENING.”

NYADA NEWS by Christien Gragas

Tuesday, August 27th, 2019, 11:05 PM

“Mourners in Black.” Photo Credit: Christien Gragas, NYADAily

NYADA CAMPUS, NEW YORK - The deadly Malleus attack on NYADA Campus on Saturday, August 24 has shook the campus to the core. The campus has been reviewed by the UMC’s Anti-Terrorism Task Force to be safe, however many are wary of returning to a changed NYADA.

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[trickstersantana]

Oh my, what a luck. You came just in time. Some days early and it wouldn’t had been any fun for you. 

A quick search tells me that you are probably very rich. But are you prepared to face the dangers of the world and survive? 

Well I’m finally moved in. That was way more exciting of a move in than I expected.  Intro time. I’m Rory Flanagan of the Flanagan Clan. I’m excited to be here and hope to meet all of you soon.

[trickstersantana]

Text || Elltana

Elliott: Yeah, I guess so, I mean, we are there for each other, right?

Elliott: Well, it's because it's me, I mean like... I'm responsible for myself and the things I do, I don't want others to be in danger, so If I can do something to avoid that, I don't mind being in danger myself.

Elliott: But I guess if you see things the same way for yourself, we are just in an infinite circle of people thinking is best if they are in danger instead of the other, and nothing gets done... or maybe everything is done, which means everyone is fucked and in danger.

[...]

Elliott: I'm not telling you to change. You always say that to me, but then criticize that I act one way or another because I'm "too nice", do you want ME to change? Is that how it works? we just talk to each other until one of us changes and that's it?

Elliott: I thought we talked because we were two people who oddly in their very different circumstances understood each other. I thought we talked to each other because we cared about each other and wanted to understand each other better. BECAUSE YES FUCK WE ARE FUCKING DIFFERENT, MAYBE EVEN POLAR OPPOSITES, I DONT FUCKING KNOW.

Elliott: You just don't want to talk about it, let's not do it then, maybe I pushed too much to talk about it, I can admit that, but don't start throwing shit at me because you want the conversation to be over.

Elliott: Fuck this, I don't need anyone to pretend to care about me just because they think they have to. If you want to ask me, ask me, but don't do it just because you think I want to talk about it or shit, because if you are going to listen but don't care, I don't need it. I had enough of that.

[She answers after the Malleus]

Santana: Hey immortal man! I'm keeping the competition up and still being very fucking much alive.

Santana: I fought a fake Mike Chang, it's probably karma going for me for the whole Hunter thing.

Santana: But Ex fucking xactly, we are here for each other, it's a very nice circle of self sacrifying people. We can be in danger and get things done. If we are like that let's fucking accept it and work with it.

[...]

Santana: Yes, I want you to change. Can't you be less nice? Can't you be less understanding? Can't you be more as I want you to be? I want you to be more of a little shit. I want you to be more like my "family" wich I totally hate.

Santana: You are probably thinking that's fucking hypocrital and absurd, and actually not what I would want.

Santana: That's because its fucking hypocrital and absurd, and actually not what I would want.

Santana: I don't want the conversation to be over.

Santana: I don't have the capacity to care about anyone except my own self-preservation. I thought you knew that.

Santana: So what, I'm doing more efford that any other person that naturally "cares". I want to care, what if now it's just a cheap imitation of what you or other people do? I never got the fucking core of it.

Santana: So say what you want to say. How are you feeling, my dear friend?

[trickstersantana]

infinnite‌:

[Text] Thats privete San :^(

[Text] Did she???? No way 

[Text] She woldnt do that to me shes my gf 

[text] You wrote it in public.

[text] She didn’t tell you? That’s so weird, I assumed she would mention something to her man. But maybe you are not him :)

[text] Kidding!

[text] What do you think she wouldn’t do? Because man, I think she already did a looooot of stuff.

[After the Malleus attack.]

[text] Guess who is still alive? Malleus 0 Santana 2

[text] Obviously I’m not counting all of the huge amount of people they have killed becuase those aren’t me so it doesn’t count.

[text] Hey Hudsy, how are things going on with Rachel? :)

[Text] We’re doin things takin it chill

[Text] Whats up san :^P

[trickstersantana]

Crower

@brodylectric: #FreeTheBerry

@trickstersantana: Oh my God, you too, are with all that #FreeTheBerry thing? Is this the "Give Rachel all the undeserving attention she wants" party? She has a boyfriend Witcher, she's not going to do you

[Writes Santana, knowing pretty well complaining about the hastag with the hastag just gives more attention and publicity and affects the algorith so it most likely keeps trending.]