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You’re my best friend.

Thu, 04 Aug 2011 00:40:02 +0100

You’re my best friend.

it's brittany bitch: just like old times

Mon, 01 Aug 2011 19:43:46 +0100

it's brittany bitch: just like old times:

Brittany sighed happily. She and Santana were going to have the best time at the pool showing off to the guys and just being with each other. “Yeah,” she said with a lazy smile between kisses. “I’m kind of tired,” she kissed Santana again. “You’ll sleep here with me,” another light kiss. “Right?”

Brittany’s eyes gazed into Santana’s for a split second before their lips met again. Brittany couldn’t get over how awesome it all felt, being there with Santana, snuggling her and kissing her and hugging her. It was as if life couldn’t possibly get any better; they had each other and that made Brittany the happiest girl in the world.

“I always sleep here with you, Britt.” Santana laughed softly, because it was true; every time they had sleepovers, they always ended up cuddling as they fell asleep. It was one of Santana’s favourite parts of their sleepovers, being able to cuddle up to Brittany as her best friend slept, not having to worry about Brittany looking at her with questioning eyes, wondering why Santana was so cuddly, or what they were. There was no question about it, anymore. They could just be.

Santana stroked her thumb gently on Brittany’s hip as they kissed, her tongue tracing along Brittany’s lip as she silently begged for entrance into her girlfriend’s mouth. Usually, she wouldn’t think twice about pushing in and getting what she wanted, but she was still determined to go slow with Brittany, especially tonight. She didn’t want their relationship to be based on sex, and she knew that if they did it tonight, then that’s all it would be, it would be difficult to push it any further than that.

it's brittany bitch: just like old times

Mon, 01 Aug 2011 17:58:40 +0100

it's brittany bitch: just like old times:

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Brittany grinned as Santana said all those nice things about her. It felt nice to be wanted - no, loved - and she’d do everything she could to make Santana feel the same way. “Of course we’re still going swimming,” Brittany grinned. “Why would that change?”

Brittany wasn’t afraid to be out in public with Santana - not anymore, not when Santana was so tough and ready to stand up for her. Brittany wouldn’t hesitate to stand up for Santana either, even if she wasn’t as badass as Santana was. They would look out for each other and Brittany knew it, which was the best part; feeling so safe with someone else.

She didn’t know what lay ahead in school, but she did know one thing: Brittany couldn’t wait to show off Santana to everyone and show them exactly what they were missing, because in her mind, she was the luckiest girl in the world. Brittany stifled a yawn before pulling Santana close and pressing a gentle kiss to her lips.

“I’m just making sure. I want to show all those guys what they’re missing.” Santana winked playfully, before letting out a quiet laugh. “Are you tired? We can sleep, if you want to.” She suggested, noticing Brittany’s yawn. It had been a long day, when she thought about it - hours at the mall, and then since getting to Brittany’s, Santana felt as though they had talked so much, even she was getting a little sleepy.

She was looking forward to swimming with Brittany tomorrow, they always had fun together, and she knew that swimming together would be more fun, simply because she knew that her best friend - girlfriend - would be in her bikini, and Santana wouldn’t have to stop herself from looking, trying to hide the fact that she was basically staring at her best girl friend, she was allowed to look now. “Britt, I hope you know, I won’t be able to take my eyes off you, tomorrow. You’re so beautiful…” She whispered her last sentence, smiling at the other girl before pressing their lips together gently, flicking her tongue out against Brittany’s bottom lip. She wasn’t going to try and take it any further physically, but she really wanted to kiss her girlfriend, knowing that she was allowed, that she was really there, and it was really happening.

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Mon, 01 Aug 2011 17:40:10 +0100

it's brittany bitch: just like old times

Mon, 01 Aug 2011 17:30:11 +0100

it's brittany bitch: just like old times:

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Brittany cuddled up to Santana, the thrill of all of her kisses making Brittany a little lightheaded. Her hand rubbed the skin of Santana’s back gently as she felt her heartbeat slowly return to normal. Brittany kissed Santana on the forehead and said, “You’re going to be the best girlfriend ever. I can tell already.” She smiled and hugged Santana close.

Being with Santana like this, just for cuddles, was probably the greatest feeling Brittany knew. Brittany was used to guys just wanting to get with her, and of course she’d do it because how else was she supposed to stay popular? But Santana was different - Santana didn’t expect anything like that from Brittany and it made her feel special. It made Brittany feel so special that she swore in that moment to never let Santana go - not without a fight, at least.

“I can’t be the best girlfriend ever.” Santana protested, shaking her head a little. “How can I be, when you’re the best girlfriend ever, Britt. I really love you.” She promised, kissing Brittany’s cheek gently. “Are we going to go swimming tomorrow, Britt?” She asked hopefully. Santana loved the fact that being laid with Brittany in that moment meant she could feel her bare skin pressed against her, them both being covered only by a bikini top and some shorts - but Santana now really wanted to show her girlfriend off, show people what they were missing, because Brittany was hers, and now, they didn’t have a chance with her.

Santana would gladly kick anyone’s ass if they tried to get in the way of what they had, especially after what they had been through to get here, and what they would no doubt have to endure when they got to school.

Santana wanted to make the most of the summer, being able to go out with her girlfriend and not have to worry about jocks cornering them in corridors to slushie them. The two were cheerleaders - and clearly the hottest two members of the Cheerios - but that wouldn’t stop the hockey players from throwing slushies at them if they wanted to.

It was safe to say that Santana wasn’t looking forward to September, when they would have to face everyone at school; but they had time to get used to it all - being close in public, other people’s confused, or possibly disgusted looks. It was still pretty scary to Santana that people could look at her like that for being in love, but it was worth it.

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Sun, 31 Jul 2011 23:25:55 +0100

it's brittany bitch: just like old times

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 22:06:30 +0100

it's brittany bitch: just like old times:

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Brittany smiled as Santana called her smart. “You’re like, the best girlfriend ever, Santana. I love you,” she said in response before kissing Santana again. Santana snuggled up to her and Brittany said, “Of course we can cuddle. I love cuddling with you, San.” She wrapped her arms around her friend…no, her girlfriend and smiled, insanely content with everything in that moment.

Brittany couldn’t wait to go out on dates with Santana, snuggle her all the time, and even hold her hand in school again maybe. The guys at school might not be very nice about it, but they’d at least have the choir room. The glee club wouldn’t judge them - especially if they were anything like Mike, who was so understanding of it all that it surprised even Brittany. Brittany’s heart was pounding in her chest as she felt Santana’s breathing against her skin and reveled in the feeling of Santana’s almost bare body against her own.

“I love you too, Britt. So much.” Santana smiled, pressing a soft, chaste kiss to Brittany’s lips, pulling back slightly and rubbing their noses together, laughing quietly before pressing a few small kisses to Brittany’s lips, starting at one corner and ending at the opposite corner, simply because she wanted to kiss Brittany as much as she possibly could, now that she knew she was allowed to without any questions.

She moved a little closer to Britt, so close that there was barely any space between them. Usually, Santana would use such closeness as an opportunity to get sex, but right now, she thought that could wait. She would never say no to Brittany, or course. But really, she just wanted to cuddle with her girlfriend. All the other stuff could wait. In that moment, nothing else existed, the rest of the world was irrelevant. There were no asshole jocks, or stupid ex’s, or anything else. Just Brittany and Santana, and she really wanted to stay like that forever.

it's brittany bitch: just like old times

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 20:48:15 +0100

it's brittany bitch: just like old times:

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Brittany just shrugged and smiled at Santana when she guessed it correctly. “You make me feel smart, San,” she admitted. Her heart beat doubled in speed as Santana planted a kiss on her cheek. Their eyes stayed locked and Brittany smiled, “You know, you can kiss me on the lips, you know.” She felt really brave saying these things, but now that they were girlfriends they could do anything really. “I like your sweet lady kisses and now they’re even better since you’re my girlfriend too.”

Brittany leaned over and softly pressed a kiss to Santana’s lips. She liked doing things like that with Santana, and she felt an indescribable happiness at the fact that they were girlfriends. Kissing Santana was nice, and Brittany felt like the most special girl in the world that Santana was all hers. She smiled at Santana as she pulled out of the kiss.

“Because you are smart, Britt.” Santana said seriously, smiling at her best friend - her girlfriend. She tried to hide her light blush as Brittany said she could kiss her, but she didn’t need to worry about hiding it, because the next thing she knew, Brittany’s lips were pressing against her own, soft and warm against her. She instantly forgot about all her nerves earlier, and managed to forget about her guilt over breaking up with Sam - at least for now. She smiled against Brittany’s lips, stupidly happy that she could kiss Brittany and not leave the situation feeling confused, or denial. She could kiss her girlfriend, and she didn’t have to worry about anything else.

Santana returned Brittany’s smile when they broke apart, biting her lip a little and wrapping her arm around Brittany’s waist. “Hey, Britts? Can we get our cuddle on?” She asked, looking up at her with hopeful eyes. She picked up the bag of jelly beans and moved them onto the bedside table before returning to holding Brittany. “I really love cuddling with you, Britt-Britt. Can we?” She smiled. Santana loved being with Brittany - not just to make out and whatever - but because she didn’t have to be such a bitch around Brittany. She could cuddle up and give her sweet kisses without being questioned about it constantly. She was still herself, obviously, but… a less bitchy version, a better version of herself.

1, 4, 6, 11, 16, 24, 36, 46, 52, 54, 56.

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 20:11:21 +0100

1 - …Dolphin.
4 - My best first date… I guess, all my best dated have been with Britt. But I’m not sure if they counted as dates back then. Whatever. We used to go to Breadstix, and then end the night cuddling with candy and ‘sweet lady kisses’. It was awesome.
6 - My best friend is Brittany. I guess Sam’s a cool guy, we could maybe be friends. If things aren’t totally awkward. Probably you, too. Though… it’s been a long time since we hung out.
11 - Puck. We never hang out anymore, and that sucks. I miss him. But don’t tell him that.
16 - Um… I like most stuff in the charts… But Songbird’s pretty high up there right now.
24 - I’ll love you if… you get me breadsticks from Braadstix. ;)
36 - Um… I don’t think I have any more to list…
46 - I don’t actually have pets. I mean, I had a fish when I was little. My dad got me it, so I wouldn’t be totally alone when they were at work. But that’s it.
52 - “Oh…well, um, okay. Later, Santana…” from Sam after we broke up. Uh-huh. Nothing really… interesting.
54 - Damn. I don’t think I should tell. I mean… don’t most people already know? ;) It’s really hot when Britt kisses my neck.
56 - School in general sucks. I mean… the lessons, being surrounded by losers, Berry, ~~jocks - seriously, I’m not looking forward to going back after Summer. I know they’re gonna be jerks about me and Britt…~~

it's brittany bitch: just like old times

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 19:59:33 +0100

it's brittany bitch: just like old times:

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Brittany’s smile grew as Santana hugged her and pulled her down onto the bed. It was nice being able to be this close to Santana and know what it was. She was lying on the bed with her girlfriend. Brittany was dating Santana. This was really happening. She couldn’t wipe the grin off of her face, especially when Santana called her girlfriend. “Let’s finish the game, girlfriend,” Brittany said in response.

They lay back on the bed and Santana grabbed the bag of jelly beans. Brittany watched excitedly before closing her eyes, waiting for the sweet candy to be placed in her mouth. Instead she felt the soft press of Santana’s lips to her own and Brittany almost squealed she was so happy. Then she tasted a sweet candy, something familiar, kind of like…”It’s strawberry.” Brittany smiled, opening her eyes slowly to look at Santana.

Santana laughed softly as Brittany almost instantly guessed the flavour of the jelly bean. “That’s an impressive talent, Britt.” She smiled, leaning forward to press a soft kiss to Brittany’s cheek, keeping her eyes locked with Brittany’s the whole time. She didn’t want to rush her, because she was still her best friend - just, with the added bonus of being her girlfriend, too - so she had double the reason not to push her into something. Sure, they had done stuff before, when they used to ‘hang out’, but now that they were dating, Santana didn’t know whether or not Brittany would want to take it slow, and do it ‘properly’.

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Sun, 31 Jul 2011 19:46:23 +0100

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Sun, 31 Jul 2011 19:39:26 +0100

I love your ‘sweet lady kisses’. ♥

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 11:34:11 +0100

~~I love your ‘sweet lady kisses’. ♥~~

limaheights-santana started following you

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 10:50:34 +0100

krysrawrr:

limaheights-santana:

krysrawrr:

limaheights-santana:

krysrawrr:

Hey Santana!

Hey! Where the hell did you disappear to?

Home.. I tried to work it out with Kyle… Didn’t work he’s still a lying cheating douche and now I’m back home where I fucking belong.

…You really had to go back to find that out? You should have just stayed here. It’s way more fun.

I bet darling.. How’ve you been?

Bored, most of the time. But probably only because I didn’t see Britt much when I was dating Sam. But, I think that’s all… over, now.
What about you? Other than the lying cheating douche. How was home?

limaheights-santana started following you

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 10:38:13 +0100

krysrawrr:

limaheights-santana:

krysrawrr:

Hey Santana!

Hey! Where the hell did you disappear to?

Home.. I tried to work it out with Kyle… Didn’t work he’s still a lying cheating douche and now I’m back home where I fucking belong.

…You really had to go back to find that out? You should have just stayed here. It’s way more fun.

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Sun, 31 Jul 2011 10:28:46 +0100

limaheights-santana started following you

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 10:28:31 +0100

krysrawrr:

Hey Santana!

Hey! Where the hell did you disappear to?

ooc; …I have to be up for church in a few hours. Why did I agree to more awkward conversations...

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 02:54:04 +0100

ooc; …I have to be up for church in a few hours. ~~Why did I agree to more awkward conversations with religious people? Hmf. I’m such a good friend. lol.~~

So… I should sleep. Or, at least give it a good ol’ college try. Or whatever the saying is. I don’t know. It’s late.

it's brittany bitch: just like old times

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 02:24:30 +0100

it's brittany bitch: just like old times:

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Brittany’s heart was racing as Santana spoke. It was all so much - so overwhelming and new and exciting. It hurt Brittany to say those things to Mike, but he was so understanding about it all. This was exactly what Brittany never knew she wanted - being with Santana. She smiled and looked up at Santana, “Yes.” She nodded excitedly. “Yes, I’ll be your girlfriend.”

All Brittany wanted to do was launch herself at Santana, hug her, squeeze her, and just laugh and smile. It felt like she was going to burst she was so excited in that moment. Now they wouldn’t need excuses to cuddle or hold hands in the hallway. It wouldn’t be easy in school because the bullies were always going to be there, but the two of them were strong, and the glee club would stick up for them. It would all be okay - Brittany was sure of it.

Santana smiled brightly as Brittany said yes, excited to finally be able to show how she felt, to show people just how much she really, truly loved her best friend. “Really? That’s… awesome!” She grinned, moving forward to wrap her arms around Brittany’s waist, before changing her mind and moving to lay on the bed, tugging Brittany’s hand to get her to lay beside her. She picked up the forgotten bag of jelly beans and lay it between them. “Do you want to finish playing your game, girlfriend?” She asked, stifling a small, girlish giggle as she called Brittany her girlfriend, unable to believe that it was true, Brittany had agreed to date Santana, properly.

“Hey, Britt? I love you.” She smiled as she picked up a jelly bean and looked at it without showing Brittany. “Close your eyes.” She told her, waiting until her eyes were closed before leaning forward to press a soft kiss to her lips, lingering for barely a second, before pulling back and lifting the jelly bean up to her mouth. “Open.” She said quietly, feeding her the little red jelly bean with a smile.

it's brittany bitch: just like old times

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 01:50:12 +0100

it's brittany bitch: just like old times:

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Brittany’s hands shook as she typed out her text message to Mike. She knew she should call him or something, but that would be too hard for her to do. Finally she sent the message and set her phone aside. “I…I did it, Santana. It’s over with Mike.” her voice trembled as she spoke, “I’m all yours.”

She smiled up at Santana, the small amount of guilt at breaking up with Mike almost completely gone as she gazed into Santana’s eyes. Brittany reached out to hold Santana’s hands in her own. She was sure Santana could feel her shaking, but it was all so much and it was so overwhelming and exciting and so many other things Brittany couldn’t think of the name for. This was really happening, and she couldn’t believe it.

Santana squeezed Brittany’s hands reassuringly as she felt her shaking, and heard the tremble in her voice. She didn’t want Brittany to feel bad about anything, especially not when it was kind of her fault that she was in this situation. But Santana had to trust that Brittany wanted this too, that the nerves and shakes were because she wanted it, and she chose to be in the situation with Santana. She took a deep breath as she realised that it was now or never. She thought the hard part was over when she said ‘I love you’, but now she had to rebuild her courage to ask her.

“Britt? Do you, um… will you be my girlfriend?” She asked, trying to keep her voice calm, trying - and failing - to hide her nerves. She wanted Brittany so badly, but those words, they made everything else fall into place. Now there was no denying that she was… a dolphin. There was no way she could hide her feelings from everyone by flirting with guys. She wanted Brittany. She wanted to be able to say that she was her girlfriend, and be able to hold her, and kiss her, without worrying about what other people thought. Maybe that part might take a while to get to, but she was determined to work through it, with Brittany, and maybe… maybe it wouldn’t be as hard as she thought it would be. With Brittany by her side, she could do anything, right?