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HBIC||Single||18||Sweeter Than Heaven, Hotter Than Hell

My name is Thalia Pierce. I'm a senior at LAGTY and I'm heading to Julliard in the fall. Co-Captain of the Cheerios.

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(RP: None of the graphics I use are mine unless specified in tag)

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You’re Still Whipped|| Thalia and Santana 

Santana was still whipped. 

Thalia laughed gleefully as she whipped around her room, throwing clothes into the hamper and trying to restore her sanctuary into pristine condition. She had been kind of lax on the cleaning as of late. But who could blame her? It still felt like yesterday. 

The break-up that was. 

But her Santana was still whipped! Okay, she did still refer to her ex-girlfriend as ‘hers’. But no one really cared. And she was the only one thinking it! The blonde giggled as she settled down on her bed to wait for Santana and the return of her cat. She loved that cat. And she was totally going to have to feed Santana the cat lots and lots and lots of treats for this. 


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I Won’t Give Up|| Thalia and Santana 

She hadn’t prepared to sing. But it seemed as though she got the world when she sang. And Santana deserved at least one last song. And she knew exactly what song to sing to her. It wasn’t that hard of a choice eithier. She just knew as soon as she stepped into the auditorium. 

She would have to sing it acapella. There was no other choice. But she was pretty sure that she could do it. The blonde walked up on the stage and sat down, her legs swinging off the side of it. She glanced around looking for something to help play the music. And then she spotted the guitar off to the side. She grinned and stood back up. Grabbing it, she walked back over there and swung her legs over the edge of the stage.

Strumming it lightly, she waited for Santana to come into the auditorium. 



Cough Syrup|| Hali Self-Para 

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A Night of Fun|| Thalia and Blaine 

She hadn’t called on her inner HBIC in so long it felt like releasing a part of herself that had been locked away. And now that HBIC!Thalia was out, she kind of did not want to be back in the shadows. Thalia would worry about how bad that was later. But now as she strode purposefully towards Blaine’s room for one night of fun with one of her Anderbros before said Anderbro went to visit his parents, all she was concerned about was drinking and just … living it up.

It didn’t really occur for her to care that she hadn’t seen her girlfriend since earlier this morning- that was probably the HBIC speaking. And it didn’t really occur to her to- Oh fuck, she had to get HBIC!Thalia back in her cage. There was a reason the blonde didn’t let her out that much. Thalia paused in the middle of the hallway and tried to center herself, pushing all the memories of being HBIC!Thalia back into the closet, where they would remain until she needed them again.

… Except it didn’t work like it had countless times before. The memories spilled back out into the forefront of her brain as she checked her watch and groaned. She couldn’t exactly leave the HBIC portion of herself  running rampant in her brain but she couldn’t necessarily calm that part down either. Shrugging, Thalia began to walk again until she reached Blaine’s dorm room. She knocked on it and waited for Blaine to come and open it. 


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Change of Plan || Santana and Thalia 

songbird—-santana:

Santana pulled her jacket out of her closet, wrapping it around herself and zipping it up. Her laptop was still open on seven different websites, where she’d been looking for shoes and hair accessories for prom. One of them was an insane bid where she’d almost put down over five hundred dollars for a pair of shoes, but decided against it. Besides, she knew she would have been there all day if it had gone any further. And she didn’t want to turn down an invitation to spend a few hours with her girlfriend after all the drama they’d been through.

She left her room a few minutes later, setting out to the parking lot. The food store wasn’t too far away, and after a five minute drive there and back she pulled back into the school’s driveway with a bag full of popcorn and chocolate sauce. She’d also bought a few magazines that she knew were Thalia’s favourites. She owed her for the day’s events, really. Heading up to her girlfriend’s room, she tapped out a text message to the blonde, telling her she was on her way.

Thalia was bored. But that was usual on weekends- at least for her anyway, during the week she normally had classes to attend to occupy her time. The blonde hummed along to one of the songs Nick had sent her as she pulled on a pair of shorts and a pair of fluffy warm socks. She didn’t know why but it always seemed to be cold in her dorm room. The blonde quickly ran brush through her hair and smiled at her appearance. The sound of ‘Me Against The Music’ made her realize that someone-Santana- was texting her and she pulled her phone out of her back pocket and glanced at the screen. 

'On My Way Up. X' 

Thal grinned down at her phone and slid it back into her back pocket. She hadn’t seen her girlfriend in like two days! And she really missed her. And it felt nice to say the word girlfriend. She skipped over to the dvd player and put in one of her favorite Barbie movies, Swan Lake, before taping a note to the door that said ‘Come In’ and plopping herself down on the couch. Curling her feet up under her, she waited for her Santana.


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Did You Want To Talk? || Santana and Thalia 

songbird—-santana:

Santana knelt down on her bedroom floor, throwing aside random pieces of dirty clothing from the pile that had been growing for a week. She’d hardly moved, let alone been anywhere since her break up with Thalia. She didn’t even realize how hard she’d been taking with it or how badly she’d dealt with the aftermath. Going to Thalia’s room was sort of a risk considering everything that had happened there. They’d been in there the first time they’d met, before they got drunk together and slept on the floor. They’d had sex in there God knows how many times. And Santana had always stayed in there whenever she wanted to see Thalia.

Damn. She was taking this hard. Shaking her head, she pulled a random hoodie out to put over her pajama top. She left her tracksuit bottoms on and grabbed a random pair of Uggs. Looking in the mirror, Santana saw how awful she looked. Like a fucking zombie. No, a shell of a zombie. Her eyeliner was smudged all around her eyes like some sort of murderous panda and her face was way too pale to even tell she was Spanish. What the fuck? Ugh. It wasn’t like she had time to shower, anyway, considering she’d told Thalia five minutes. She left the room and slammed the door, walking up the single flight of stairs between their rooms. Thalia’s room was almost above Santana’s. She hovered outside the door for a minute before knocking it. In all honesty, she almost ran away for being so nervous. The door opened, and she turned back around to face Thal. “Um.. Hi. You said you wanted to talk, so.. Yeah.”

Thalia was nervous as fuck. Sure, she was pretending to be all happy and not caring and shit. But beneath that… she was a freaking emotional mess. Between falling for Mason and having a shitload of jealousy from watching Charlie and Santana, Thalia’s life had been pretty busy lately. Mason. Mason Hart. She really liked the boy and she wasn’t quite so sure of her ‘lesbian’ world of white and black. Mason was a shade of grey… and she liked having a shade of grey in her life.

The blonde quickly pulled on a pair of shorts- considering that she had been basically walking around in one of Mason’s t-shirts- which were incredibly long on her. And she actually liked how she looked in it. Maybe if San and her got back together, she would- No, she was not thinking of that. They were just going to talk. There was going to be no getting back together. 

The knock on the door made her look up from the cotton candy that she was eating. She placed it carefully on a plate and walked reluctuantly over to the door before taking a deep breath and pulling it open. “Hi, Santana” she greeted the Latina, planting a  kiss on the other girl’s cheek. “Come on in” 


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Sometimes you just need a hug Teagan/Thal 

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Putting down his phone Teagan gets up and goes to the door opening it for Thal and falling over her in a hug as soon as the door is clear. He larger form encases her smaller one as he hugs her tightly not saying anything as he just clings to her. He didn’t know what to say on so many levels. His mind was spinning and he needed to feel grounded by whatever means possible,

"Brother, you’re smothering me" she giggled a bit but realized that that was wrong. She immediately began to rub smoothing circles on his back, trying not to think of her own drama for once. After all, her brother needed her more then she needed herself. Thalia pulled away and grabbed his hand leading him to the bed before plopping down on it and handing him a carton of ice cream whilst taking out her own. 


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I Get So Emotional|| Thalia and Santana 

She was not okay with Santana’s decision. Not okay with it at all. She didn’t want to break up with her girlfriend at summer’s end. That seemed way too much like Grease to her. So she was going to sing to Santana. After all, singing was the window to the soul… Or something like that. The blonde had spent the past couple of days since their chat practicing for this. And she hoped that her performance wouldn’t make a fool out of her or Santana. The blonde headed towards the Auditorium, her hands shaking.

She was just so nervous. And Thalia Pierce did not normally do nervous. Unless it came to Santana. And then she was nervous all the time. Nervous if she was doing something right or not… Stuff like that. Stuff that her mom said only happened to people in love. So she was in love. And it was an excellent feeling. She arrived in front of the auditorium, a small frown on her face as she pushed open one of the giant doors and stepped inside. It was empty meaning that Santana hadn’t arrived yet- well the band was there, yet she didn’t really count the band as ya know people.

Making a note to fix that mental flaw, she walked on stage and nodded towards the dude who directed the stage light. He instantly turned it on her and she closed her eyes, the tips of her fingers playing with the edge of her short yet elegant black dress. Her hair hanging over her shoulders and a simple pair of pearl earrings in her ears, Thal knew that she looked great. The blonde started as the auditorium doors opened yet she didn’t open her eyes. She was just going to give herself some time to…. calm down. 


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Sick Day || Santana and Thalia 

songbird—-santana:

Santana groaned, stretching her arm as far as it would go to reach her phone without actually having to move. She wasn’t even comfortable in her bed underneath five extra blankets, and she was shivering ridiculously even though her skin felt like it was on fire. She dreaded what she must have looked like. Like a zombie, probably, she thought. After a brief struggle and a string of curse words, she finally managed to reach her damn phone, weakly typing out a text message to Thalia.

She was lucky, really, to have a girlfriend like hers; who was willing to come and give her microwaved soup and push a DVD into the player because she was too lazy. And at the risk of becoming infected with whatever disgusting disease Santana had contracted from the pool party, too. If it didn’t make her face feel like a ton of bricks, she would have smiled to herself at the thought of that. Not the diseased part, obviously.

All day she’d been falling in and out of weird dreams and nightmares, waking up and thinking it was 2015 when she’d only been out for half an hour. And her damn legs wouldn’t stop shaking. A knock at the door caused her to jump, bringing her out of another confusing sleep. “It’s open,” she called out, muffled from all of the blankets. “Is it you, babe? Or am I dead? You’re not Jesus, right?” God, what was she even saying?!

Thalia was concerned. San seemed really sick. Kind of like how Teagan was sick. But her brother would be fine, he was a Pierce- Pierces didn’t die of illness. …She didn’t know if the Lopezs did though. The blonde pulled on a jacket as she headed towards Santana’s room, her second favorite place on Earth. In her arms, she carried a Tupperware bowl full of cookies and a lot of Barbie movies. They would probably help make San feel better- at least she hoped they would. 

She felt really bad about leaving San the past week. She knew that her girlfriend was recovering from the death of her brother but Blake… her senior in college brother had been missing for a while and… She had been worried. And at the end of all the trouble, she still hadn’t found him. The blonde shrugged off her worries and instantly felt lighter. There was no need to worry. Blake would show up at some point. 

She arrived at Santana’s room and knocked on the door and entered when she heard Santana’s voice. At Santana’s next words her eyebrows furrowed. “No, babe. I’m not Jesus and you are not dead” She crossed over to Santana’s bed and carefully unearthed her girlfriend before pressing a manicured hand against the Latina’s forehead. “Awwww, you’re warm” she bent down and pressed a kiss onto Santana’s forehead. 


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