November 29th, 2012
onlinespecial asked: A Bramtana fic where they all go out to an outdoor ice skating rink. Santana is really not very good at skating, Sam is decent because he takes his siblings to the rink quite often & Britt is really good because her dancing means she has amazing balance and flexibility. Sam and Britt take it upon themselves to teach Santana to skate, or at least loosen her grip on the side & move into the middle. Then they go for coffee after and Santana is impressed with herself whilst Britt and Sam just grin
this is just fluff, to make up for the other angsty ones
“Let go of the side,” Sam says. “We won’t let you fall.”
“I have a better idea,” Santana says. “How about I hold on and then I definitely won’t fall.”
September 22nd, 2012
August 25th, 2012
One-Shot: It’s All Very Common Here
Title: It’s All Very Common Here
Pairing: Brittana romance, Bramtana friendship
Word Count: ~1,000
Summary: “(It’s the active kind of love, where you’ll search to the ends of the earth for not just all good things, but for all the best things—rings and puppy dogs and even, she supposes, those occasional mockingbirds.)”
Author’s Note: This story is for Bramtana Week.
Fic: all the things we never say (Brittany/Santana, Sam)
There’s a lot to talk about, and forms to fill in, and legal help to get, because it’s not like this is the kind of thing that happens accidentally.
2.6k
A/N: Written for Bramtana Week day 7: future. And that’s that. Thanks to everyone for humouring me this week, and for all the likes and reblogs.
silly, but perfect
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bramtana week - day 7. future
thank you for the week guys! it was better than i could have ever imagined :’)!!!
August 24th, 2012
Lost (Brittana/Sam)
He calls me and I wake and hear you in the background. Crying. His warm, low voice stretched tight with worry. Brittany? Santana won’t stop crying. Can you talk to her? I can hear, somehow, how he’s already tried.
I struggle past the blankets to sit up, blinking the dark back into pale gray. My hands shake a little from the jangle of waking. And—something else—I hate hearing you cry. Stupid, since you cry so often.
Santana? Your name falls into the dark. You can’t hear me yet. Sam is talking to you, getting you to take the phone.
the only synchronized swimmer with his own cheering squad
bramtana week - day 6. lost moments
(via socallmedaisy)
One-Shot: And What Would You Say If I Wrote the Whole Thing Out for You?
Title: And What Would You Say If I Wrote the Whole Thing Out for You?
Pairing: Bramtana friendship, Samtana friendship, Brittana romance (with a little mention of Samcedes romance)
Word Count: ~4,600
Summary: Some things have changed a lot since Sam left McKinley and some things haven’t really changed at all. Set circa 3x08.
Author’s Note: This story is for Bramtana Week.
Fic: Comic Book Hero (Sam, Brittany/Santana)
If the burglar didn’t kill Uncle Ben, he could have killed the next guy in the street, just the same.
4k
A/N: Written for Bramtana Week day 6: missing moments.
August 23rd, 2012
guess who drew what! hahaha
bramtana week - day 5. superheroes
