god bless the woman that can hold patron.

[rockinrye]

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[smc_27]

Mike/Rachel - 500 CDs, gold bracelet, tea candles.

[smc_27]

Santana/Rachel - Black nail polish, snowstorm, cold coffee

1/1.

[rockinrye]

It’s the worst storm to hit in years and they’ve already been stuck inside for a week. The city takes forever to get the snow up before it starts falling again. So, it’s compacted and frozen and escape from their apartment seems bleak

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[smc_27]

Goddd. Love! The two of them dealing with the storm by screwing to pass the time. Awesome. And I love itttt when Rachel is Santana's weakness.

[smc_27]

Puck/Santana/Rachel - red velvet box, king sized bed, apology

[rockinrye]

haha. omg. let's see how this goes.

1/2.

[rockinrye]

He feels like a king most days. He tells them that. Rachel grins at him. Santana punches him and tells him to “get the fuck over himself” and that if anybody’s royalty in this relationship it’s her. Rachel rolls her eyes at the both of them, says they’re both being silly wasting time arguing when all that matters is they could be feeling good. They like her logic and like it even better when she’s kissing Santana and unbuttoning Puck’s jeans with the hand that’s not under Santana’s shirt. And that’s that. No one has a reason to be ridiculous or mad anymore

2/2.

[rockinrye]

When he gets up to leave they’re still on the couch, Rachel curled into Santana’s side while Santana strokes her hair. He stupidly reaches to touch his Mohawk because they usually stroke him afterward. Santana sees and scoffs at him before kissing Rachel’s forehead and dragging her off to her room

[likebrightness]

puck/rachel/santana: angles, bruises, hot chocolate

[likebrightness]

Santana/Brittany: Tina Fey, ice skating, apples

shhh. I'm having a hard time with Brittana lately.

[rockinrye]

She really just wants to read Bossypants but Brittany won't let her. She gets three pages in before Brittany sighs loudly and chomps on her apple.

"What?" she asks, closing the book over her finger to keep her page. Brittany lets out another sigh, this time heavier, and frowns.

"I wanna go ice skating."

"It's September, B."

"I don't care," she states and Santana's positive she won't be getting anymore reading done, so, she shuts it and drops it onto her nightstand. "I'm still allowed to want to."

She really doesn't have an argument for that. She'd suggest skating in Lima but the nearest rink is two towns over and the drives not worth it this late.

"We can go the rink tomorrow if you want."

"Yeah?" She nods. "Well, can I kiss you for now?”

“It’s always the right time of year for that.”

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[likebrightness]

brb dying of adorable

Re: shhh. I'm having a hard time with Brittana lately.

[rockinrye]

yesssss. win!