AU. Army!Brittana. It's wrong on so many levels. It's fraternization, it's unprofessional, it could cost you your rank, your career, and worse-hers; but you can't stay away. You need her and it has nothing to do with the palpitations in your chest.

Brittany takes the subway every day. She often sees a brunette with long, black hair and amazing clothes. Brittany wonders if that brunette likes girls, but Brittany's gaydar has never been her strong suit.

When Brittany graduates and moves to New York, Santana realizes that all her dreams are coming true, just not how she expected. Sequel to (I've Got To Admit) It's Getting Better. Spoilers up to 4x18 "Shooting Stars"

She just looks at you. She's staring at your mouth like she's measuring the distance stretched between your lips. But you have rules about this sort of thing: never on the lips; only fingers; no numbers; no names. And she makes you want to break your own rules.

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.

Santana Lopez is a publicist in New York trying to rein in the biggest ego the city's ever seen. Brittany Pierce is attempting to create the next big thing in Seattle. They're 2859 miles apart, but one wrong number just might change everything.

This is a love story.

AU. "I like the way you move" is the first thing she says to you the first time you meet. She's funny and charming and her hair runs wild and black. "I'm Santana," she says, and you nod.

"The scientists say they have approximately ten hours left, but somehow approximately turns into exactly and everyone starts counting down the minutes." One-shot.

Brittany has a bad day. WARNING: Drug use.

At first the only person you see is a little girl standing there, her long blonde hair in braided pigtails. Then you finally see who is standing with her. Brittany nervously shifts her weight from one foot to the other, "Uh, hi Santana."

Brittany and Santana play a little game called "Too Hot". g!p warning. Pure smut.

Lord Tubbington and Brittany's relationship through the years. Mentions of Brittana.

Santana visits Brittany after years apart. Future fic. Song based, and from Adele's "Someone Like You". One-shot, angsty.

"Life was hard enough before we died." Zombie!brittana crack fic that was inspired by a manip of the leaked pictures from the Superbowl episode. Spoilers for that. Fluffy, gory, ridiculous.