I told you once, that I always dream soft dreams when I fall asleep in your arms. You didn't really say anything, but I could tell from the way that you smiled that you knew what I meant, and you had them too.

I had been thinking about telling her. Before everything. I wanted her to know. I needed her to know before she slipped away. Before… before she stopped being the Abuela who raised me. I had this fear though. Deep inside—that maybe she had already slipped just a little too far. She started slipping long before anyone noticed. She knew. But no one wanted to see it.

Fanslide: Changes by David Bowie, prompt submitted by mad-cow-mama. Brittana ficlet.

A brief, goofy coming out story. Brittana Ficlet.

A probably out of character, but hopefully cute high school AU one shot. I filled the following prompt: someone should definitely write me an annie and britta fic to make me happy—on your marks get set GO

Santana reflecting on her childhood with Britt. Brittana ficlet.

Nerd!Santana, originally written for a friend (shout out to explodinganyway). AU Brittana.

Some days you're the deer, and some days you're the driver. A crash is a crash though. Chronic illness is a bitch. And some days it feels like you're trying to swim through cake batter. This is a sliver of an idea I have been entertaining for ages.

Silly little finals fic. Brittana. Re-uploading because of weird formatting issues. Thank you to the reviewer who pointed it out. Also, check my profile for info about BrittanaCon. Consider this your formal invitation. It's going to be awesome.

A quiet moment as they walk home together. Brittany's point of view. Brittana. [re-posting from my tumblr in preparation for BrittanaCon, which is happening in August in Richmond, and you should look into it, because it's going to be awesome]

Aftermath of Pear Harbor. Rachel's point of view. Prompt submitted on tumblr by sundust17: Rachel/Quinn, AU fic - nurses during WWII.