Sets of random one shots, meant to be moments in the lives of Quinn and Santana. Ranging from light fluff to angst to adult content. Therefore rated M for the whole.

New York City has a population of approximately 18.9 million people; at least five million of them take the subway five days a week. Full summary inside

Later, months later, when Santana is splayed naked against her, heavy with sleep and with limbs so tangled Quinn can't sleep, she'll think back and wonder why it'll never be marshmallows and fluff for them.

Britt is a shinobi, a perfect killer, trained to feel nothing and let nothing get in her way. But when a job goes wrong and propels Santana Lopez into her path, all of the training in the world can't stop the collision between the darkness of the only life Britt's ever known and a life in the light with Santana. AU!Brittana. COMPLETE

Three weeks. That's all it took. Santana finds herself four thousand miles away from home with only a backpack and a feisty blonde for company. When you're nineteen, three weeks can change your life.

It begins as most things do: with a kiss. / After a break up with Brittany, Santana moves in with Quinn and things spin out of control. Future fic, rated M. Contains graphic depictions of violence.

Quinn wants to feel something and finds an old dress.

New York City: Santana and Quinn share an apartment and their next door neighbor is Rachel Berry, singer/nuisance -depending on who you ask- extraordinaire. -slight AU since they didn t know each other before / no longer a one-shot

Stiles has a hopeless crush. Derek has an unhealthy obsession. Twelve Shots of Sterek set to Songs about Jane by Maroon 5.

Fourteen years. That's how long Santana Lopez has been in love with Quinn Fabray. Fourteen days. That's how long she has to stop Quinn's wedding and finally confess her feelings.

Santana is a famed gladiator of the Roman Colosseum who has garnered the respect of royalty and society alike. But will her love for the Emperor's daughter get in the way of the freedom that is rightfully hers?

For Quinntana Week 2012, Day 1: Unresolved Sexual Tension. A series of unfortunate events prevents Santana from coming home from a trip on time. Quinn thinks she may be going crazy.

There had to have been a better place to park than this… Sam/Brooke

Experimenting never sounded so good. Quinn/Santana femslash. lemon with a little bit of fluff, oneshot.

Quinn's got car trouble and refuses to go to Willy's Tire Shop any longer, so she ends up at Hummel Tire & Lube. She is surprised to find Santana working there, but it soon becomes her favourite place, for a few reasons. Warning: mentions of sex.

There's the things that are, and then there's the things that are that Quinn prefers not to think about. Like how similar she and Santana really are, or what her obsession with Rachel really means. Q/S dry-humping, Quinn/Mack and Q/R mentions

A rare glitch; fate sends the right person twice. Quinn makes a wrong choice at a time in life when she should have had all the time in the world to make the right one.

Some of the Glee Club decide it would be a great idea if all the couples go to the haunted acres in Lima, but when Santana is the only one without a date, she calls the person she knows who isn't afraid. Seasons Greetings saga: Halloween One shot!

Pre-canon: "It started with a stolen cigarette and ended with questioning one's faith." Quinn & Santana―both raised in conservative Catholic homes―meet at Church Camp and the chemistry is instant. Can prayer cure all or do the urges eventually win out?

...I found my heart. A tale of friendship, discovering yourself, and the beauty in life.

Two years can really change someone. After a chance meeting in NYC, Quinn and Santana learn this, but they're missing something. In order to figure out what everyone else is seeing, they'll need to get over their own pasts to get to each other. Future!Fic

Quinn smokes because she needs the rush, the burning in her lungs and the nicotine in her blood. She likes the way it destroys her from the inside out. Quinn/Santana smut.

Santana has a massive crush on Quinn. So when she gets a new cell phone number, she decides to have some fun. Full summary inside. M for Sexting and more.

It's the first day of school and Quinn's new look is driving Santana insane.

Fill for this prompt at the glee angst meme: Brittany isn't a natural blonde, she dyed her hair so Santana would look at her the way she's always looked at Quinn.

Quinntana fluff. One-off.

Quinntana fight over Brittany being handsy and Santana not discouraging her enough for Quinn's peace of mind. Rated K for language. One-off.

Santana and Quinn are roommates. Santana needs help and who is Quinn to deny her? - FEMSLASH. Rated M for a reason.

It was a real pity that Quinn Fabray insisted on sundresses and heterosexuality, especially with a body that begged to be tasted. But Santana Lopez was never one to let minor details like that get in her way, especially when Brittany wasn't an option.

It's summer time and Quinn's still hovering between pissed off and heart broken so picking up a camera seems the perfect way to fill her time. Until Santana becomes her muse. Then what?

The colour of your hair is close enough.

"What do you want me to say, Q? Do you want me to tell you you're pretty; that if I wasn't trying to woo Brittany I'd totally be trying to get with you instead?" Santana/Quinn, Quinntana

She's a different kind of blonde. Quinn/Santana. Implied Brittany/Santana. Femslash ficlet.

Quinn's had it with Santana being a different person out in the world than she is behind closed doors. Not a great summary, I know, but don't let that deter you! Please read and review! Quinn/Santana, Santana/Quinn, Quinn/Santana, Quinntana, Quintana

She may not be able to say "I love you" with any regularity, but it doesn't mean that she can't express how she feels. Ultimately written for a prompt on the Glee Fluff Meme.

Femslash/Friendship- Quinn/Santana,underlying Brittana. Quinn attempts to comfort Santana which leads to fighting which oddly enough leads to NOT fighting and NOT fighting leads to really not fighting.

I'm sorry that I hurt you, it's something I must live with everyday, and all the pain I put you through, I wish that I could take it all away… Please, please read warning inside.

It only took a single moment to change everything.

It s about a building and love letters and of course Santana and Quinn... One-shot. Slight AU and maybe OOC.

The argument is so familiar, so repetitive, always ending the same way. Her whole body aches, and she wants to snatch up Quinn and take her home, lock her away, kill anyone who thinks of coming near her with a raised hand again.

Quinn wants to say 'I told you so' because she'd pretty much predicted this the day Santana had dropped out of her freshman year at college in an effort to become a badass guitar-playing rockstar.

Undercover reporter, Sam McPherson, wants to crack a story over at the local strip club. Brooke McQueen escorts her. Sam/Brooke