May 15th, 2013

Care Package

gleedcanon:

Brittany isn’t expecting any packages so it’s a nice surprise, even if it is for Lord Tubbington. She’s a little disappointed that Santana printed out the address labels; she misses seeing Santana’s leftie scrawl. The box is a good size, but light. Brittany worries briefly that Tubbington has convinced Santana to send him rolling papers.

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March 1st, 2013

Barras de Oro Part 2

gleedcanon:

Santana tries to stay away; she really does. She knows it’s stupid, and more than likely going to get Brittany killed, but she can never seem to remember it while Brittany is kissing her. Even when she does manage to stay at the ranch she just sits around replaying conversations with Brittany in her head.

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February 20th, 2013

Bob & Floyd’s Oreos

gleedcanon:

“Sweetheart, I just want to meet her.”

“You will.”

“When, though? I don’t think saying hello over Skype is too much for a mother to ask, Brittany,” she sighs.

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February 13th, 2013

Bob & Floyd’s Effervescent

gleedcanon:

Santana likes fighting with people. She likes being aloof, and mean, and snarky, and cutting people down to size. Fighting is good; fighting means you’re still alive. Fighting means you care, even when you say the exact opposite.

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January 12th, 2013

Barras de Oro Part 1

gleedcanon:

“She shot them all.”

“What do you mean, ‘she shot them all’?”

“Exactly that, sir. Everyone who has ever gone out to her father’s ranch has come back with holes in them.”

“Mr. Abrams, I’m an accountant. Perhaps it would be better if you got the Sheriff to—”

“She shot the Sheriff… and the Deputy. The new Sheriff won’t go out there,” Artie sighs. “Just don’t be threatening or impolite; it’ll be fine.”

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December 10th, 2012

Arthurian Romance: Camelot

gleedcanon:

Sir Gareth has the patience of a Saint. He does not lose his temper, nor his humor, even once while traveling all the way back to Camelot in the company of both Sir Finnocence the Tall and the Black Knight. The latter does not speak the entire journey; it does not stop the former from trying, then insisting, then taunting the Black Knight to converse. More than once Sir Gareth fears he will have to stop his companions from attempting to kill each other. Fortunately, it never comes to pass, and Sir Finnocence and Sir Gareth are greeted with cheers of homecoming in Camelot. The Black Knight looks on silently before disappearing in the direction of Sir Gareth’s blacksmith.

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December 9th, 2012
kiwys-chibis:

Santana Lopez looks like Santana Lopez. No phraseology about aging gracefully could possibly do justice to the woman across the table from me. Meeting her in a restaurant in one of New York’s finest hotels for breakfast is, by far, the coolest thing I have ever done. She sees it the moment she sets eyes on her would be interviewer and smirks into her coffee.
“If you open with ‘My grandparents had all your records’ I’ll break your knees. Have a seat, I’m hungry.”
(For the Rev’s amazing Jazzverse)

kiwys-chibis:

Santana Lopez looks like Santana Lopez. No phraseology about aging gracefully could possibly do justice to the woman across the table from me. Meeting her in a restaurant in one of New York’s finest hotels for breakfast is, by far, the coolest thing I have ever done. She sees it the moment she sets eyes on her would be interviewer and smirks into her coffee.

“If you open with ‘My grandparents had all your records’ I’ll break your knees. Have a seat, I’m hungry.”

(For the Rev’s amazing Jazzverse)

(via gleedcanon)

December 4th, 2012

‘Prove It On Me Blues’

gleedcanon:

“That photographer of Quinn’s has a villa in Pew, apparently. We’re all going for a couple weeks. Or was it Po? Pu? Pow?” Brittany is talking more to herself than Claude at this point.

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November 26th, 2012
November 20th, 2012

HP/Glee Crossover Bath

gleedcanon:

“I thought you didn’t have any brothers or sisters,” Ashley says, adjusting her new hat and staring at the woman walking toward them.

“This is my mother,” Santana replies.

“Wow,” Brittany murmurs.

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