January 8th  -  0 notes  -  O

You’ll never guess who I ran into today.

Mr. William Schuester. I kid you not.

December 27th  -  3 notes  -  O

Quinn has the boys.

brittanybicorn:

Come upstairs. Now.

I’m already on my way up.

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December 27th  -  3 notes  -  O

Quinn has the boys.

Finally, some alone time.

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December 26th  -  57 notes  -  O

This morning was amazing, as expected.

brittanybicorn:

The flu? What a shame, we won’t be able to leave our beds. And we’ll have to entertain ourselves some way. ;)

I think we’ll manage to entertain ourselves just fine. ;)

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December 26th  -  57 notes  -  O

This morning was amazing, as expected.

brittanybicorn:

Have you called Q?

Yeah, I have. Just so you know, we have to flu. And therefore cannot watch our children tomorrow.

December 26th  -  57 notes  -  O

This morning was amazing, as expected.

brittanybicorn:

What’s to think about?

You, and me…alone together. With no distractions.

December 26th  -  57 notes  -  O

This morning was amazing, as expected.

brittanybicorn:

What’s with the stutter, Santana?

Nothing. I’m just…thinking about tomorrow.

December 26th  -  57 notes  -  O

This morning was amazing, as expected.

brittanybicorn:

I swear if I ever find out anything other than what you’re tellin- promising me, we will have some serious problems.

…O-okay.

December 26th  -  57 notes  -  O

This morning was amazing, as expected.

brittanybicorn:

Oh gosh, Tana. Don’t say these things unless we’re about to have lady sex.

You can stop the cursing for a start. 

Promise me that you’re not lying. Promise me that you know nothing and you truly believe I have nothing wrong with me.

Well, we are. Tomorrow.

Sorry, sorry. I’m just getting worked up.

I…I promise.

December 26th  -  57 notes  -  O

This morning was amazing, as expected.

brittanybicorn:

Ugh, it just has to be so unattractive on me.

Santana, please. I’m being serious now. Don’t lie to me.

You’re kidding, right? It’s literally the sexiest thing ever. I’m already wet from just thinking about it.

I’m not fucking lying, Brittany! Stop calling me a liar!