fic: time before the end
Pairing: Sansa/Margaery
Rating: Light R
Word Count: ~1,100
Summary: A short ficlet set after 3x07. Sansa enquires about the other things Margaery has been taught by her mother.
ficlet: but god bless the child that’s got his own
jakeverse mother’s day 2014 and 2020.
One-Shot: A Hundred Years from Today
Title: A Hundred Years from Today
Pairing(s): Brittana romance, McAndrews romance, and basically all manner of lady friendships involving the girls of VicMu and the Troubletones plus Quinn Fabray
Word Count: ~6,900
Summary: When the girls on the Blue Shift at VicMu exceed their monthly production quota, the factory rewards them with a soirée held in their honor, complete with special musical guests, American jazz-swing band, the Troubletones. Bomb Girls x Glee crossover, featuring the Troubletones. Takes place in the Bomb Girls universe between episodes 2x11 and 2x12.
Author’s Note: Written for Brittana Week: Day Three. Inspired by this fabulous photo set, way back when.
interlude part one of three
6,400k; february-april 2012The comforter swallows her as she sinks back onto the bed, and she stretches lazily in the low light painting her room. “Next year’s gonna be awesome.”
It’s something she thinks about a lot now, ever since the accident. The future’s rolled out before them like a blank sheet of paper, but each day she fills in patches with all the things she can’t wait to do.
A hand drawn brick road, with magic marker bricks.
Brittany loses her shorts, flings her layers of shirts around the room to mix with Santana’s clothes already carpeting the floor, and crawls across the bed to straddle Santana’s thighs.
“California’s going to be awesome.”
“Or Boston.”
They haven’t decided yet. It’s another patch to fill in.
“Wherever,” Brittany shrugs, trailing her hands up and under Santana’s dress, fingers curling to press into the skin they find. “It’s going to be awesome.”
She sits up, letting Brittany lift her dress over her head to discard into the mess, and presses a kiss to her sternum. “Wherever,” she sighs, letting Brittany surround her.
She doesn’t understand her unwillingness to let this be, to go back to pretending her existence began in freshman year of college (six years, almost to the day). But then she hasn’t understood for months—why now, why Rachel—so she doesn’t give it much thought. It’s enough that this feels like the first time in forever (seven years, almost to the day) that she’s not trying to wrestle the parts of her life into a place they don’t want to be.
inside my love [Quinn/Brittany, R]
This is a belated birthday present for Ashleigh because apparently “AU doesn’t count” but hopefully this will. Should be read as a continuation of Quittmas.
a/n: I’m legit not sure how this turned out because I had a burning desire for derpy!Quinn and just went with that.
Visual aid (the green one) | Auditory enhancement.
It’s really hard to shop for Brittany.
Just a short drabble inspired in part by Ashleigh’s prompt of ‘Kurtana, shared wall in the Bushwick apartment when it’s still just the bookshelf’ and a tag I wrote yesterday.
Pezberry (from Kurt’s POV). PG-13. 750 words.
After tonight’s TV marathon, I wanted to have Kurt show Santana another show we know he has ready for viewing. Spoilers through this season of Grey’s Anatomy, and Brittana feels.
“I am so not here for Noah Puckerman, M.D.”
In retrospect, Kurt really shouldn’t have started with the first season of Grey’s Anatomy. At least Santana liked Cristina and Bailey, even if she seemed to loathe every other person on screen.
“McDreamy?” Santana asked, her mouth twisted in distaste. The many charms of Patrick Dempsey were entirely lost on her. “Who nicknames someone ‘McDreamy?’”
“What would you call him?” Rachel asked, her hand buried in a bowl of popcorn.
Considering that for a long beat, Santana watched the doctors of Seattle Grace react to their latest crisis. “Dr. Hair Club For Men.” At Kurt’s unimpressed look, she shrugged. “I had to move a cat away from the cereal I wanted in the bodega, and I’m pretty sure it gave me mange. Cut me some slack. I’m an invalid.”
“I ate that cereal.”
She shrugged again.
Rating: T (ironically considering the title)
Word Count: 2400
Spoilers: Vaguely references the events of 4x14Because no one in the entire town of Lima, Ohio knows how to do things on schedule or in the proper order, Quinn has a guest this weekend.
also at LJ
Do you have any Lost Girl fic recs? Any good Bo/Tamsin stories? Thanks :)
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Anonymous
I haven’t read any Bo/Tamsin stuff cuz I ain’t got the time at the moment.
There’s some Bo/Lauren stuff (and other pairings) here I remember liking. The pirate AU is a lot of fun.
fic: strike us like matches [rachel/santana]
3.75k, NC-17, spoilers up to ‘I Do’.
a/n: don’t judge me.…
The lack of walls makes them all a little loose with basic manners.
Pairing: Quinn/Brittany
Rating: M
Word Count: 3200
Spoilers: none, extremely AU
Summary: Quinn and Brittany are the fastest girls in town.
okay then... top 5 favorite ones to read :)
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Anonymous
And that churning in her gut? Totally fucking justified.
so. let’s never be apart that long again. a million and infinity thanks to han for her handholding.
