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hey! how can i access the gkm prompts?
Hi :)! You can see the whole GKM livejournal here, and if you are just looking for filled Brittana prompts go here. Unfortunately if you want to send more prompts, I don't think the livejournal is still active.
9 please :)
Continuing this.
Two days into her never ending flu, Brittany took the kids back from her mother. Santana had driven her to the doctor to get a Tamiflu shot, so she felt like she was okay to take care of them, even if everything felt like it took her a million times longer. When Ben said he wanted to take them for the weekend, Brittany couldn’t have agreed faster. She’d told herself that she was going to make it more difficult for him when he popped up with his requests to take them, but she was so tired that she acquiesced, packing them up and sending them on their way.
She and Santana were just going to spend the weekend lounging in their pajamas, which is exactly what Brittany needed to complete her recovery. Then, around three o’clock on Saturday afternoon, Brittany got a call from Ben. Julia was burning up and he was going to drop all three kids back at the house--Nancy couldn’t handle getting sick, after all. Brittany wanted to punch him in the head when he told her that, she wanted Ben to take some damn responsibility for something for once, but she also wanted to see Julia and make sure that she was okay.
“All three kids are going to end up sick.” Brittany sighed, pulling on a sweatshirt and jeans. “I knew I should have left them at my mother’s longer. Or been smart like you and got them the flu shot earlier.”
“It’s going around. They probably would have got it even if you’d kept them away from you.” Santana shrugged, getting out of her pajamas too. “I’ll run to the store and freshen up the supplies. I’ll be back before they get here.”
“You’re going to stay?”
“Of course I’m going to stay. If it’s going to be three against one, I may as well help make it three against two.”
“God, I love you.”
While Santana was out at the drug store, Brittany put cool, clean sheets on all three of the kids beds. She at least wanted them to start out like that if they were going to have sick kids in them and she knew that when she was sick she hated when her bed wasn’t fresh. Ben ended up beating Santana back--he probably broke every speed law to get rid of a sick kid--and Brittany carried Julia up to her bed, instructing Daniel and Olivia to go put something on the television while she got Julia settled.
“Mommy, my head hurts.” Julia whined, eyelids fluttering.
“I know, baby. Santana went to get you some medicine. I know it doesn’t seem like it, but I’m going to take care of you.”
“What if you get sick again? Daddy said that I’m too contagious.”
“You don’t have to worry about whether you’re contagious or not. All you have to worry about is getting better.”
“I’m back with some red gatorade and Tylenol Children’s Flu.” Santana murmured, lowering the lights as she walked into the room. “I heard you’re under the weather, Miss Julia.”
“I got a headache and a leg ache and I’m super hot.”
“This should help you feel better.” Santana sat beside Brittany on the edge of the bed and handed her the bottles in her hands. “Your mommy knows how it works better than me, so I’ll let her take over and leave you two alone.”
“Wait!” Julia rasped. “I want you to stay.”
11 pls!
If anyone ever found out you kept a diary, you would have to kill them. It would completely ruin your reputation as a badass, not to mention you would simply die if anyone knew that you spent your days writing Mrs. Santana Pierce all over the pages. You’re totally not in love with Brittany, that’s not something you’ll ever admit out loud, you just...wonder what it would feel like to be with her. But it doesn’t matter now anyway, she’s with Artie and today she told you that she might be pregnant. Really, you wish you were dead. It’s the only option for what’s happening.
“Dear Diary, if Brittany is pregnant, I’m going to die. This whole thing is my fault because I wouldn’t sing her stupid duet with her and now she pretty much hates me.”
Your writing is interrupted by the sound of the doorbell and since neither of your parents are home, you go downstairs to answer it. Brittany is standing there in the rain and you swallow hard, not really capable of seeing her right now when you’re so mad about everything.
“Santana, I know we’re kind of in a fight, but I need you.”
“What do you want, Britt? Shouldn’t you be with your boyfriend?”
“No, I need to be with my best friend. My period is six days late and I’m freaking out.”
“Great, you want me to be a part of you having Artie’s spawn, that’s awesome.”
“Will you please just let me take a pregnancy test here? If I take one at home and my mom finds out, she’s going to totally freak out.”
“Whatever.” You step away from the door. “I don’t care what you do.”
“Ugh, you’re the best.” She hugs you and you back away.
You feel like you’re in hell while you pretend you don’t care the whole time she’s in the bathroom. It’s whatever...she doesn’t want to be with you anyway, so it’s not like a baby is going to change that. But still...the idea of her having a baby with Stubbles McCripple Pants feels so final and your stomach hurts thinking about it. When she finally comes out, you act really interested in the expensive painting on the wall and she taps you on the shoulder.
“So, um, I’m not pregnant.”
“I...might have said out loud that you were before.” You confess.
“Santana! I told you not to tell anyone.”
“I didn’t do it on purpose, I was just freaking out.”
“Why do you even care? You pretty much told me you wanted nothing to do with me.”
“Britt, you know that’s not true...”
“Really?”
“Really.”
Hi! any lesbian stories (books, literature) you would recommend?
I just posted a list of queer book recs the other day! Anything that isn’t specifically lesbian is marked! http://leigh-kelly.tumblr.com/post/174916069769/what-are-some-good-queer-books-you-can-recommend
Whats ur fave dog breed? Do u have a dog? Whats their name + picture??
i do have a dog! his name is kiro and he’s some sort of jack russell mix but we don’t know what the mix is bc we weren’t the ones to buy/adopt him in the first place he was given to us by a family friend. my icon is a picture of him i don’t have any recent pics bc i’m staying at uni and i’m not at home with him :( plus he doesn’t like having his picture taken so i don’t have that many pics of him to begin with
