Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or the characters. If I did, the characters would be happy all the time and I'm pretty sure that the show would tank.
Santana / Quinn Drabbles
Angst:
She needed to show Quinn she was her equal. Maybe then she'd want to be with her.
AU:
It was Santana's first day at Dillon & Banks and when she saw the woman behind the desk, blonde with a perfect ass, she knew she would love working there.
Crack!Fic:
A tricorne hat upon her raven hair, Captain Lopez glared at the blonde wench before her.
"Ye will strip, madame," she hissed. "Or ye will pay."
Crossover:
Bell bottoms, polyester shirt, barettes in her blonde hair; since when did Quinn dig disco?
Death:
Quinn clings to Santana's limp body, begging the girl to open her eyes.
First Time:
"Like riding a bike."
"I... I dunno..."
Santana takes Quinn's hand in hers.
"Lemme show you, then."
Fluff:
She cradled Santana's face in her hand.
"I'm sorry I doubted you."
Humor:
"Mom, it's not what it looks like!"
"That's right, Mrs. Fabray... I was just trying to see if Quinn's sports bra was... uh... padded?"
"'Padded'?"
"For extra protection?"
Hurt/Comfort:
"Lebanese?" Quinn holds up the shirt.
"Britt's idea," Santana didn't meet Quinn's gaze, tears forming in her dark eyes.
Show-related:
"Why Puck?"
"Why Brittany?"
"He sees me for who I am."
"Same deal."
Smut:
Surprisingly, it's Quinn who places wet, sloppy kisses down Santana's toned stomach.
URT:
If only perfect Quinn Fabray would realize how much Santana yearns for her.
AN: Thanks for reading! I actually had to force myself to finish writing these... Guess Santana/Quinn challenge me the most. Oh, and for those who like Mike/Rahel and Quinn/Rachel, I'll be uploading the drabbles I wrote for those ships later this week.