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[Glee] as ye sew, so shall ye rip (Tina/Santana)
Title: as ye sew, so shall ye rip
Fandom: Glee
Length: 1724 words
Prompt:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
g_aficexchange: Tina/Santana friendship or romance, they bond over an unexpected mutual hobby/talent.
Pairing: Tina/Santana; mentions of canon pairings
Other: Spoilers for 2x11. PG for sexuality. Title from an anonymous quotation.
Summary/Excerpt: Santana shows up to Tina's knitting circle. It was a testament to the past two years that Tina immediately evaluated how disrupting knitting would fit into the Sue Sylvester master plan.
The first thing that Tina thought when she saw that Santana had joined her knitting circle was, Someone gave her something sharp? That was followed by uncertainty, horror, and weak knees. Quinn and Brittany had been pretty much assimilated into the Glee club, a fact cemented by their giving up Cheerios Nationals to join them for the Thriller routine. But Santana, Tina suspected, was just waiting for the right bribe to return to Sue's cold bosom (and that mental image was going to be her new cool-down method, she could tell already). Santana had always kept herself apart. All three Cheerios had, but Santana never tried to get along with anyone who wasn't Puck, for sex purposes, or Mercedes, for monetary ones.
And now Santana was in her knitting circle, among all of these unsuspecting moms and daughters. It was a testament to the past two years that Tina immediately evaluated how disrupting knitting would fit into the Sue Sylvester master plan. This wasn't even a school-sponsored club. It had been Tina's proposed mother-daughter bonding time, but her mother had given up on knitting after only a month of lumpy potholders. Now they watched trashy reality TV instead and critiqued the ridiculous behavior of Snooki or that woman who kept having children, with Tina's mother's arm around her daughter's shoulder, and a lot more laughing than usually occurred when they were knitting.
Tina still liked it, though. Mike had become unusually clingy these past few months, after she'd taken a football player's tackle for his team, but he wasn't devoted enough to take up sewing as well as singing. Tina found it relaxing, and she was surprised to realize that she wasn't bad at it. Mostly she sat without speaking, listening to the clack of needles and the boring gossip that flew around her. She'd realized early on that you really never escape small-town gossip. All of the rumors that these ladies shared began with some variation of, "You remember this person from high school? Class of?"
Tina wouldn't mind being one of the people that they gossiped about sometime. "You remember that Tina Cohen-Chang? From New Directions when they won Nationals? She's --"
Tina hadn't worked out what they'd say about her yet, but she knew it would be amazing. She wasn't going to stay in Lima all her life, become a dental assistant, and have babies.
She had to survive until she could come up with her awesome future, though, and having to spend her free time every week with Santana Lopez might just kill her first. Especially since one of the older ladies basically pushed Tina in Santana's direction because they were the same age. Yeah, the same age and miles apart.
"I'm not going to bite, Emo Barbie," Santana said, scowling down at her knitting needles as if they'd personally offended her. "They'd definitely throw me out for that."
"What are you here for?" Tina asked, unable to resist the question as she put her bag down and pulled out her current project, a new beanie on which she planned to knit cat ears.
"Apparently my parents noticed I have anger issues," Santana answered, rolling her eyes. "I'm home too much now that I've dropped the Cheerios. My mom knows one of these old ladies. Maybe a few of them, I wasn't really listening."
Tina blinked. The older woman sitting nearest to them tried to scowl at Santana, but she backed down pretty quickly, scooting her chair a little farther away.
"I don't know why giving me gigantic needles is supposed to help," Santana continued, voicing Tina's initial thought, and that made Tina laugh. Santana narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
"It really is relaxing," Tina tried to explain. "You spend a few hours knitting someone a really ugly scarf and by the time you're done you just want to give it to them. You don't even care why they made you mad in the first place."
"I don't think you've forgiven Artie yet, and neither have I," Santana said promptly. "Making Brittany monogamous is just cruel. Can you show me how to do this?"
She offered the needles to Tina, and when Tina hesitated, Santana huffed and said, "I'll make my mom the ugliest scarf ever. Or potholders. Whatever. She threatened to cut off my credit cards if I didn't come."
So Tina took the needles and showed Santana how to position her hands.
*
Tina wasn't sure that she liked the way that their youth and lack of attending family seemed to isolate them. All of the other girls their age were here with mothers or grandmothers that they spoke to, and all of the other ladies were much more concerned with who was sleeping with who. After Santana made a few helpful comments in that direction, they started talking about having separate advanced and beginners circles, so that they could gossip in peace, and Tina had to use all of her awkward diplomacy to sort that one out (she didn't want to think about letting Santana loose on the beginners).
Like it or not, they were stuck together, and they talked more in a couple hours each week than they had in the previous few years of Glee Club. Once Tina got used to Santana's prickly, blunt way of speaking, she found herself making the jabs that she had always thought but never dared to share. It was exhilarating in awful ways to actually speak her mind, and she started doing it more and more away from the safe place of knitting circle. All of Glee was impressed when she stood up and insisted on being allowed to audition for a solo that Mr. Schuester had automatically assigned to Rachel, and Santana even put her fingers in her mouth and whistled.
Tina finished her beanie and although Santana laughed when Tina put it on, she also admitted a begrudging respect of Tina's talents. Under Tina's instruction she'd produced two potholders with gaps in them, and started on her scarf project. Tina was working on her first sweater. She'd originally intended it to be for Mike, but they broke up before she'd managed the first shoulder, so she decided she'd give it to her uncle instead. It was an oddly painless decision, just like the breakup had been.
"I'm going to make this scarf so ugly that Porcelain would faint to see it," Santana said, sounding satisfied, as she sorted through her yarn to find some orange.
"Just don't ask him to wear it or he might have a heart attack," Tina answered, giggling at the prospect, because she could see Kurt's look of horror in her mind.
Santana muttered something about backup plans and grinned at Tina a little.
*
Although school let out before the scarf was complete, Santana still showed up to the first meeting of the summer holiday. Tina was a little surprised; she'd expected that Santana would have her own summer agenda, or would have rejoined Cheerios in time for cheerleading camp. She realized that the explosion that she'd expected to come months ago had somehow never happened. She'd gotten used to seeing Santana in street clothes (generally torn jeans and tight shirts to show off her breasts). She'd even gotten used to Santana laughing at people who weren't her.
She was surprised, however, when Santana followed her outside after circle broke up. Tina lifted her phone to call her mom, but Santana grabbed her hand and shook her head.
"I'll drive you," she offered. "My dad bought me a sports car in an attempt to make up for not pretending to love me enough. It's red."
With that kind of ringing endorsement, Tina knew she should decline, but instead she climbed in, the backs of her thighs sticking to the leather seats. Santana screeched the tires when she pulled out, and she had Tina at home a full four minutes earlier than her mother would have. It was both frightening and exciting. On the way, Tina texted her parents to let them know she'd be okay getting home herself. Her mother seemed pleased that they got to leave for date night early, and that Tina had made a friend.
When Tina got out and went up to the door, Santana followed behind her, and Tina invited her in awkwardly when it seemed like she wasn't going to bother waiting for the invitation. Technically Tina wasn't supposed to have friends over when her parents were out unless she'd cleared it first, but it wasn't as if they were going to have a party and raid the liquor cabinet or something.
At least, Tina hoped that wasn't the plan. She wanted to actually leave the house this summer, and getting grounded wouldn't help that goal.
"Where's your room?" Santana asked, hands on hips as she surveyed the very normal and boring living room. Dutifully Tina led the way.
The Cohen-Chang's hadn't moved house since Tina was two years old. There was evidence of this in the lavender walls (mostly covered with band posters now) and the Winnie the Pooh stickers that she still couldn't pry off the door (although in a fit of boredom she'd inked tattoos onto each of the 100 Acre Woods denizens). Her princess bed was hung with spiderweb curtains and she'd finally replaced her Aladdin bedspread with a plain gray one.
Santana stepped in, glancing around and nodding as if Tina had passed some sort of test. She sat down on Tina's bed and said, "Do you want to make out?"
Tina blinked. "What?" she asked, as Santana flopped back on the bed, letting her legs dangle.
"Puck keeps whining about summer school instead of grabbing my boobs, and Brittany is still off limits. I think Artie made her sign a pact or something. And Mercedes turned me down." Santana sighed, sounding incredibly put out.
Tina considered the possibility of Santana and Mercedes making out and found it surprisingly hot. She unbuckled her shoes and climbed onto the bed, straddling Santana before the other girl could get up.
"Hey," Santana protested, but then Tina was biting at her neck, and Tina had really missed the feeling of a warm body underneath her. She squirmed pleasurably when Santana reached up to cup her breasts.
"Tomorrow I get to top," Santana muttered.
"I'll make you a scarf," Tina threatened, laughing, before she started kissing Santana again, and she felt Santana's smile against her lips.
Fandom: Glee
Length: 1724 words
Prompt:
g_aficexchange: Tina/Santana friendship or romance, they bond over an unexpected mutual hobby/talent. Pairing: Tina/Santana; mentions of canon pairings
Other: Spoilers for 2x11. PG for sexuality. Title from an anonymous quotation.
Summary/Excerpt: Santana shows up to Tina's knitting circle. It was a testament to the past two years that Tina immediately evaluated how disrupting knitting would fit into the Sue Sylvester master plan.
The first thing that Tina thought when she saw that Santana had joined her knitting circle was, Someone gave her something sharp? That was followed by uncertainty, horror, and weak knees. Quinn and Brittany had been pretty much assimilated into the Glee club, a fact cemented by their giving up Cheerios Nationals to join them for the Thriller routine. But Santana, Tina suspected, was just waiting for the right bribe to return to Sue's cold bosom (and that mental image was going to be her new cool-down method, she could tell already). Santana had always kept herself apart. All three Cheerios had, but Santana never tried to get along with anyone who wasn't Puck, for sex purposes, or Mercedes, for monetary ones.
And now Santana was in her knitting circle, among all of these unsuspecting moms and daughters. It was a testament to the past two years that Tina immediately evaluated how disrupting knitting would fit into the Sue Sylvester master plan. This wasn't even a school-sponsored club. It had been Tina's proposed mother-daughter bonding time, but her mother had given up on knitting after only a month of lumpy potholders. Now they watched trashy reality TV instead and critiqued the ridiculous behavior of Snooki or that woman who kept having children, with Tina's mother's arm around her daughter's shoulder, and a lot more laughing than usually occurred when they were knitting.
Tina still liked it, though. Mike had become unusually clingy these past few months, after she'd taken a football player's tackle for his team, but he wasn't devoted enough to take up sewing as well as singing. Tina found it relaxing, and she was surprised to realize that she wasn't bad at it. Mostly she sat without speaking, listening to the clack of needles and the boring gossip that flew around her. She'd realized early on that you really never escape small-town gossip. All of the rumors that these ladies shared began with some variation of, "You remember this person from high school? Class of?"
Tina wouldn't mind being one of the people that they gossiped about sometime. "You remember that Tina Cohen-Chang? From New Directions when they won Nationals? She's --"
Tina hadn't worked out what they'd say about her yet, but she knew it would be amazing. She wasn't going to stay in Lima all her life, become a dental assistant, and have babies.
She had to survive until she could come up with her awesome future, though, and having to spend her free time every week with Santana Lopez might just kill her first. Especially since one of the older ladies basically pushed Tina in Santana's direction because they were the same age. Yeah, the same age and miles apart.
"I'm not going to bite, Emo Barbie," Santana said, scowling down at her knitting needles as if they'd personally offended her. "They'd definitely throw me out for that."
"What are you here for?" Tina asked, unable to resist the question as she put her bag down and pulled out her current project, a new beanie on which she planned to knit cat ears.
"Apparently my parents noticed I have anger issues," Santana answered, rolling her eyes. "I'm home too much now that I've dropped the Cheerios. My mom knows one of these old ladies. Maybe a few of them, I wasn't really listening."
Tina blinked. The older woman sitting nearest to them tried to scowl at Santana, but she backed down pretty quickly, scooting her chair a little farther away.
"I don't know why giving me gigantic needles is supposed to help," Santana continued, voicing Tina's initial thought, and that made Tina laugh. Santana narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
"It really is relaxing," Tina tried to explain. "You spend a few hours knitting someone a really ugly scarf and by the time you're done you just want to give it to them. You don't even care why they made you mad in the first place."
"I don't think you've forgiven Artie yet, and neither have I," Santana said promptly. "Making Brittany monogamous is just cruel. Can you show me how to do this?"
She offered the needles to Tina, and when Tina hesitated, Santana huffed and said, "I'll make my mom the ugliest scarf ever. Or potholders. Whatever. She threatened to cut off my credit cards if I didn't come."
So Tina took the needles and showed Santana how to position her hands.
*
Tina wasn't sure that she liked the way that their youth and lack of attending family seemed to isolate them. All of the other girls their age were here with mothers or grandmothers that they spoke to, and all of the other ladies were much more concerned with who was sleeping with who. After Santana made a few helpful comments in that direction, they started talking about having separate advanced and beginners circles, so that they could gossip in peace, and Tina had to use all of her awkward diplomacy to sort that one out (she didn't want to think about letting Santana loose on the beginners).
Like it or not, they were stuck together, and they talked more in a couple hours each week than they had in the previous few years of Glee Club. Once Tina got used to Santana's prickly, blunt way of speaking, she found herself making the jabs that she had always thought but never dared to share. It was exhilarating in awful ways to actually speak her mind, and she started doing it more and more away from the safe place of knitting circle. All of Glee was impressed when she stood up and insisted on being allowed to audition for a solo that Mr. Schuester had automatically assigned to Rachel, and Santana even put her fingers in her mouth and whistled.
Tina finished her beanie and although Santana laughed when Tina put it on, she also admitted a begrudging respect of Tina's talents. Under Tina's instruction she'd produced two potholders with gaps in them, and started on her scarf project. Tina was working on her first sweater. She'd originally intended it to be for Mike, but they broke up before she'd managed the first shoulder, so she decided she'd give it to her uncle instead. It was an oddly painless decision, just like the breakup had been.
"I'm going to make this scarf so ugly that Porcelain would faint to see it," Santana said, sounding satisfied, as she sorted through her yarn to find some orange.
"Just don't ask him to wear it or he might have a heart attack," Tina answered, giggling at the prospect, because she could see Kurt's look of horror in her mind.
Santana muttered something about backup plans and grinned at Tina a little.
*
Although school let out before the scarf was complete, Santana still showed up to the first meeting of the summer holiday. Tina was a little surprised; she'd expected that Santana would have her own summer agenda, or would have rejoined Cheerios in time for cheerleading camp. She realized that the explosion that she'd expected to come months ago had somehow never happened. She'd gotten used to seeing Santana in street clothes (generally torn jeans and tight shirts to show off her breasts). She'd even gotten used to Santana laughing at people who weren't her.
She was surprised, however, when Santana followed her outside after circle broke up. Tina lifted her phone to call her mom, but Santana grabbed her hand and shook her head.
"I'll drive you," she offered. "My dad bought me a sports car in an attempt to make up for not pretending to love me enough. It's red."
With that kind of ringing endorsement, Tina knew she should decline, but instead she climbed in, the backs of her thighs sticking to the leather seats. Santana screeched the tires when she pulled out, and she had Tina at home a full four minutes earlier than her mother would have. It was both frightening and exciting. On the way, Tina texted her parents to let them know she'd be okay getting home herself. Her mother seemed pleased that they got to leave for date night early, and that Tina had made a friend.
When Tina got out and went up to the door, Santana followed behind her, and Tina invited her in awkwardly when it seemed like she wasn't going to bother waiting for the invitation. Technically Tina wasn't supposed to have friends over when her parents were out unless she'd cleared it first, but it wasn't as if they were going to have a party and raid the liquor cabinet or something.
At least, Tina hoped that wasn't the plan. She wanted to actually leave the house this summer, and getting grounded wouldn't help that goal.
"Where's your room?" Santana asked, hands on hips as she surveyed the very normal and boring living room. Dutifully Tina led the way.
The Cohen-Chang's hadn't moved house since Tina was two years old. There was evidence of this in the lavender walls (mostly covered with band posters now) and the Winnie the Pooh stickers that she still couldn't pry off the door (although in a fit of boredom she'd inked tattoos onto each of the 100 Acre Woods denizens). Her princess bed was hung with spiderweb curtains and she'd finally replaced her Aladdin bedspread with a plain gray one.
Santana stepped in, glancing around and nodding as if Tina had passed some sort of test. She sat down on Tina's bed and said, "Do you want to make out?"
Tina blinked. "What?" she asked, as Santana flopped back on the bed, letting her legs dangle.
"Puck keeps whining about summer school instead of grabbing my boobs, and Brittany is still off limits. I think Artie made her sign a pact or something. And Mercedes turned me down." Santana sighed, sounding incredibly put out.
Tina considered the possibility of Santana and Mercedes making out and found it surprisingly hot. She unbuckled her shoes and climbed onto the bed, straddling Santana before the other girl could get up.
"Hey," Santana protested, but then Tina was biting at her neck, and Tina had really missed the feeling of a warm body underneath her. She squirmed pleasurably when Santana reached up to cup her breasts.
"Tomorrow I get to top," Santana muttered.
"I'll make you a scarf," Tina threatened, laughing, before she started kissing Santana again, and she felt Santana's smile against her lips.
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This was incredible. The plot was great, both girls were wonderfully IC, and that ending... Tina had really missed the feeling of a warm body underneath her unf. Top!Tina is the best.
I'm really scared about lj reading my mind though. I was thinking about how cool it would be to read a Tina/Santana fic not twenty minutes ago, and logged in to put in a request on glee_kink_meme. Scary.
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looooool I guess I'm psychic.
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Lol.
That was really great. :D
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Glad you enjoyed! I'm impressed that you had an icon with both of them in it.
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The first thing that Tina thought when she saw that Santana had joined her knitting circle was, Someone gave her something sharp? [...] "I don't know why giving me gigantic needles is supposed to help," LOL
"I'm going to make this scarf so ugly that Porcelain would faint to see it," Santana said, sounding satisfied, as she sorted through her yarn to find some orange.
And Mercedes turned me down.
Seriously, so many fantastic lines. I loved the way you characterized Santana, bitchy and pushy but ultimately harmless. And how Tina's confidence kept growing simply by being around her. I can totally imagine them terrorizing the Glee club with Santana's knitting monstrosities (though I'm sure Rachel would love them unironically).
So basically, I loved this like whoa. And now I kind of want to learn how to knit.
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lol I think the Mercedes line is my favorite little throw-away.
I'm so glad that you liked it! I think they would be a frightening but amazing power couple.
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lmao! Oh these Glee girls... I ship them all over the place with each other.
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I ship them like that too. Hardly a pairing I don't like between them.
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MTE, TINA.
Amazing. I love the idea of Santana being in a knitting club, and her blunt & cutting comments helping Tina come out of her shell when the comments aren't directed at her and her friends. Fantastic.
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Thank you, I'm glad you liked it<3