meme fics: tequila makes everyone friends // waters of ibiza
tequila makes everyone friends
glee
pg | rachel and santana | 307
disclaimer: not mine
spoilers/warnings: au; college years.
summary: they did not plan to be friends in college. who cares if they lived in the same city.
n: for the three sentence (LOL) meme on tumblr.
The first time they see each other in the city is by complete accident -- Rachel is at Julliard as was the plan, Santana's in Columbia because she was smart as hell and when they both got those letter in highschool they didn't even look at each other already in silent agreement that going to college in the same city didn't change anything; they were not friends -- and in a bar of all places.
Santana is on a date with a red head from her Econ class and the last person she expects to see leaning on the bar, face flushed in the low lights of the bar, is Rachel Berry looking... well, like any other college student out on the town.
Tossing back her drink she excuses herself from her date -- Ashley, from Econ and amazingly boring; this is the last time she gets set up by her roommate -- and makes her way to her old classmate. Rachel is still trying to wave down the bartender and making a show of it. She rolls her eyes and step up to the girl, hip checking her and without missing a beat, calls out the bartender even as Rachel turns wide eyes to her.
"Hey, Simon! Two..." She looks down at Rachel, because even with the (albeit awesome) heels the other girl is wearing Santana is still taller.
Rachel blinks, but catches on. "Margaritas."
Santana laughs, "Two shots of tequila and two cuba libres." Simon nods at the other end of the bar. Next to her Rachel has her eyes narrowed.
"That's not what I wanted."
"Yeah, but it's what I wanted and you're saving me from a very boring date." Santana leans on the bar.
"You left your date to hang out with me?"
"Eh, kinda. Anyway, I know you're a fun drunk and I want to have some fun tonight."
Rachel twists her lips and then says, "I'm not going to make out with you, Santana."
"You're not even my type, Man Hands. I need a wing woman."
The tequila shots arrive and Rachel looks like she's deciding whether to stay or go. She grabs the shooter and Santana grins. Oh yeah, this is going to be great.
waters of ibiza
game of thrones / a song of ice and fire
pg-13 | arianne/asha | 319
disclaimer: not mine
spoilers/warnings: au; mild nudity. characters that have not yet appeared in the show.
summary: morning after a night out.
n: for the three sentence (LOL) meme on tumblr.
Arianne sneaks out of the bed in Asha’s cabin as soon as the glare fo the ship’s window hits her face. Her temples are throbbing just enough to tell her she drank too much the night before, but the memory of the club only brings a smile to her face. Asha’s been in a mood since they ran into Theon and his buddies the other day - something about their dad and uncle but she hasn’t told Arianne anything. Yet. - so getting her girlfriend to finally loosen up and dance to the Spice Girls remixes is worth the headache. Asha was normally felt like she needed to be a Nirvana fan.
Stretching she contemplates waking Asha up for a morning swin, but looking down at the short mess of hair covering her face Arianne decides against it.
They’re docked just off the coast of the island on Asha’s Black Wind, far enough from the beaches that she slips on her bikini bottoms but doesn’t bother with a top. It’s only herself, Asha and her cousins on the ship and none of them are shy.
She’s floating in the water watching the sails flutter quietly in the wind when she hears someone calling out for her. Asha’s head appears over the railing, one strap of her tank top slipping over her freckled shoulders. Arianne can tell there’s nothing under the thin cotton.
“Having a nice swim?” Asha’s grin sharp and Arianne rights herself in the water.
“Yeah, water’s perfect. You coming in?”
Asha just crosses her arms over the railing. “I could be persuaded.”
Arianne laughs, shimmies in the water and next thing Asha knows there’s a pair of yellow and red bikini bottoms heading towards her face. She catches them right before they hit her face and Arianne smirks.
The splash from Asha’s body diving into the water has her blinking and then there are warm hands on her waist.
glee
pg | rachel and santana | 307
disclaimer: not mine
spoilers/warnings: au; college years.
summary: they did not plan to be friends in college. who cares if they lived in the same city.
n: for the three sentence (LOL) meme on tumblr.
The first time they see each other in the city is by complete accident -- Rachel is at Julliard as was the plan, Santana's in Columbia because she was smart as hell and when they both got those letter in highschool they didn't even look at each other already in silent agreement that going to college in the same city didn't change anything; they were not friends -- and in a bar of all places.
Santana is on a date with a red head from her Econ class and the last person she expects to see leaning on the bar, face flushed in the low lights of the bar, is Rachel Berry looking... well, like any other college student out on the town.
Tossing back her drink she excuses herself from her date -- Ashley, from Econ and amazingly boring; this is the last time she gets set up by her roommate -- and makes her way to her old classmate. Rachel is still trying to wave down the bartender and making a show of it. She rolls her eyes and step up to the girl, hip checking her and without missing a beat, calls out the bartender even as Rachel turns wide eyes to her.
"Hey, Simon! Two..." She looks down at Rachel, because even with the (albeit awesome) heels the other girl is wearing Santana is still taller.
Rachel blinks, but catches on. "Margaritas."
Santana laughs, "Two shots of tequila and two cuba libres." Simon nods at the other end of the bar. Next to her Rachel has her eyes narrowed.
"That's not what I wanted."
"Yeah, but it's what I wanted and you're saving me from a very boring date." Santana leans on the bar.
"You left your date to hang out with me?"
"Eh, kinda. Anyway, I know you're a fun drunk and I want to have some fun tonight."
Rachel twists her lips and then says, "I'm not going to make out with you, Santana."
"You're not even my type, Man Hands. I need a wing woman."
The tequila shots arrive and Rachel looks like she's deciding whether to stay or go. She grabs the shooter and Santana grins. Oh yeah, this is going to be great.
waters of ibiza
game of thrones / a song of ice and fire
pg-13 | arianne/asha | 319
disclaimer: not mine
spoilers/warnings: au; mild nudity. characters that have not yet appeared in the show.
summary: morning after a night out.
n: for the three sentence (LOL) meme on tumblr.
Arianne sneaks out of the bed in Asha’s cabin as soon as the glare fo the ship’s window hits her face. Her temples are throbbing just enough to tell her she drank too much the night before, but the memory of the club only brings a smile to her face. Asha’s been in a mood since they ran into Theon and his buddies the other day - something about their dad and uncle but she hasn’t told Arianne anything. Yet. - so getting her girlfriend to finally loosen up and dance to the Spice Girls remixes is worth the headache. Asha was normally felt like she needed to be a Nirvana fan.
Stretching she contemplates waking Asha up for a morning swin, but looking down at the short mess of hair covering her face Arianne decides against it.
They’re docked just off the coast of the island on Asha’s Black Wind, far enough from the beaches that she slips on her bikini bottoms but doesn’t bother with a top. It’s only herself, Asha and her cousins on the ship and none of them are shy.
She’s floating in the water watching the sails flutter quietly in the wind when she hears someone calling out for her. Asha’s head appears over the railing, one strap of her tank top slipping over her freckled shoulders. Arianne can tell there’s nothing under the thin cotton.
“Having a nice swim?” Asha’s grin sharp and Arianne rights herself in the water.
“Yeah, water’s perfect. You coming in?”
Asha just crosses her arms over the railing. “I could be persuaded.”
Arianne laughs, shimmies in the water and next thing Asha knows there’s a pair of yellow and red bikini bottoms heading towards her face. She catches them right before they hit her face and Arianne smirks.
The splash from Asha’s body diving into the water has her blinking and then there are warm hands on her waist.