fic: i-80 west (Brittany/Santana, R/NC-17) masterpost
Characters: Brittany Pierce/Santana Lopez, Quinn Fabray, Sam Evans, Mike Chang/Tina Cohen-Chang
Rating: R/NC-17
Length: 96k
Summary: Brittany and Santana graduate high school and spend one last summer in Lima before leaving for college.
Part One (8k)
She still doesn’t understand how getting a piece of paper with your name on it means you’re an adult, but why confessions at lockers and having your secrets shouted out in a hallway before you’re ready doesn’t.
Part Two (5k)
Not that they even could lose each other. Santana has a map with three different routes from Stanford to Berkeley marked on it, just in case.
Part Three (16k)
She can’t wait to get the fuck out of this town, sometimes.
Part Four (12.5k)
And it’s not like she’s going to lose Santana or anything because Brittany’s pretty sure someone tied them together when they were kids with this stretchy invisible string stuff that you can never break just in case, but she’s kind of glad that Santana’s so close just the same.
Part Five (20k)
She feels a little bit like she was waiting for the catch, and now she’s found it.
Part Six (8.5k)
She’s suddenly very aware of just how far from home they are and it makes her feel tiny, the same way some people’s shocked glances when she’d crossed the stage at graduation made her feel tiny, like she doesn’t want people to see her and she just needs to hide away.
Part Seven (20k)
She twists the packet in her hands, wondering how far she can push it until it bursts.
Part Eight (5k)
It’s just her and Santana, and that’s all she really needs.
Epilogue (1.5k)
Brittany asks Santana to marry her for the first time when she’s six years old, toeing the ground with the tip of her sneaker and holding out a red ring pop shyly as Santana’s eyes widen and sweep down to stare at it.
Rating: R/NC-17
Length: 96k
Summary: Brittany and Santana graduate high school and spend one last summer in Lima before leaving for college.
Part One (8k)
She still doesn’t understand how getting a piece of paper with your name on it means you’re an adult, but why confessions at lockers and having your secrets shouted out in a hallway before you’re ready doesn’t.
Part Two (5k)
Not that they even could lose each other. Santana has a map with three different routes from Stanford to Berkeley marked on it, just in case.
Part Three (16k)
She can’t wait to get the fuck out of this town, sometimes.
Part Four (12.5k)
And it’s not like she’s going to lose Santana or anything because Brittany’s pretty sure someone tied them together when they were kids with this stretchy invisible string stuff that you can never break just in case, but she’s kind of glad that Santana’s so close just the same.
Part Five (20k)
She feels a little bit like she was waiting for the catch, and now she’s found it.
Part Six (8.5k)
She’s suddenly very aware of just how far from home they are and it makes her feel tiny, the same way some people’s shocked glances when she’d crossed the stage at graduation made her feel tiny, like she doesn’t want people to see her and she just needs to hide away.
Part Seven (20k)
She twists the packet in her hands, wondering how far she can push it until it bursts.
Part Eight (5k)
It’s just her and Santana, and that’s all she really needs.
Epilogue (1.5k)
Brittany asks Santana to marry her for the first time when she’s six years old, toeing the ground with the tip of her sneaker and holding out a red ring pop shyly as Santana’s eyes widen and sweep down to stare at it.