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2017HQ MUSES;; ℭ𝔶𝔯𝔞 𝔜𝔞𝔵𝔩𝔢𝔶 ( @ftcyra )

❝ And Lord help the fool who said you’d better quit while you’re ahead. ❞ -  Mary Chapin Carpenter

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“NO, NOT THAT kind of tired. The kind of tired when you don’t want to go to bed but if you don’t sit down right now your legs may snap off at any moment, you know what I mean?” Her head tilted to the side. It made sense to her, but often most the stuff she came out with only made sense to her. 

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CYRA DECIDED TO take a break from the party, find a quiet place to sit and allow her feet to stop hurting before she went back to join it once again. She hadn’t gone too far from the crowd when she found what seemed like the perfect place. That was until she heard a voice. Her head turned in the direction the voice came from, her brows furrowing when she caught glimpse of the girl under the blanket. “I’m-I’m fine.” She said, shaking her head. “You know there’s a bonfire not too far from you if you’re cold? It’s actually quite warm. The firewhiskey helps too. I don’t mind sharing a little if you want?”

        legs tucked underneath her, vanessa sat by the bonfire, curled up not unlike a little dark-haired cat. assuming, of course, the cat had an unusually large throw blanket cast over herself. she’d danced herself out and needed to take a breather, and unfortunately, the less she moved, the more cold she got. she elected to conjure a blanket, and was plenty comfortable where she was seated.         her eyes lifted to her side as another partygoer plopped down beside her. assuming they were looking to warm up by the fire, nessa extended a blanket-draped arm, making her look like a one-winged bat.          “cold?” she asked, cocking her head as the words left her lips, “there’s more than enough blanket to share.”

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doehymns:

“oh, PLEASE, i’ll have you know i’m incredibly coordinated. look at this,” dorcas began twirling atop the chair, mimicking a ballerina before taking a risky leap to the ground and hooking an arm over cyra’s shoulder. “having fun?” 

“YOU ARE DEFINITELY a lot more coordinated than I can even hope to be.” Cyra laughed, bringing the bottle to her lips. “I think I may finally be drunk enough to answer that with a yes.” She looked towards her with a smile. “I can see you are having fun

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love this track

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“Fuck it. Might as well have fun, if we’re going to get caught.”

( @xcnthvs )

“You know, I have always liked the way you think.” A smirk tugged at her lips with an excited twinkle in her eyes.

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“Fuck” Sentence Starters

Angry

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“Fuck this.”

“Get the fuck out of here.”

“Who the fuck are you?”

“Fuck that!”

“I fucking hate him/her/them/you.”

“Fuck. FUCK. FUUUUCK!”

“Shut the fuck up.“

“Get your fucking act together.”

“Keep your shitty nose out of my fucking business.”

“Leave me alone, or I’ll fuck you up.”

“Get your fucking hands off of me!”

“Stay the fuck away from me.”

“Who stole my fucking shit?!”

“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?”

“You wanna fucking go, punk?”

“Get the fuck over it.”

“Where the fuck have you been?”

“What the fuck do you want from me?”

Sad

“Fuck life.” 

“No, I’m not fucking over it.”

“Why the fuck did he/she/they have to go and die?”

“What the fuck am I supposed to do now?”

“Why did things have to go so fucking wrong?”

“I’m gonna eat fifty fucking cartons of ice cream and then pass out and die like a warrior.”

“Try to fucking stop me from leaving my room. It’s not gonna happen.”

“The love of my life just decided that I was worth fucking nothing.”

“I fucking miss him/her/them.”

“Who the fuck cares?”

“All of this fucking shit was for nothing.”

“I fucked up my own life.”

“I can’t believe I did this fucking shit all over again.”

Insults

“Fuck you!”

“I fucked your mom last night.” 

“You’re a fucking asshole.”

“You just think you’re fucking hilarious, don’t you?” 

“Who the fuck died and made you king/queen/ruler?” 

“Go to fucking hell, you piece of shit!”

“Go fuck yourself.”

“Motherfucker!”

“Wow, that’s fucking small.”

“Get the fuck over yourself.”

Sexy

“Fuck me.”

“I don’t ‘make love’, I fuck.”

“I’d fuck you all night long.”

“You look like a fucking dog in heat.”

“You look so fucking hot right now.”

“Fuck–faster~”

“FUCK, I’m gonna come!”

“I’ll fuck you right here, right now.”

“Babe, fuck–not here.”

“You’re one cocky motherfucker. Let’s go back to my place.”

“I want to bend you over and fuck you until you can’t walk.”

“I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.”

“F-fuck–please–~”

“I’d let you fuck me any day.”

“You better use a fucking condom.”

“Tell me what you want me to fucking do to you.”

“Do you want me to fuck you while everyone’s watching?”

“Fuck, it’s big.”

“Let’s make a fucking baby.”

Situations

“Give me a break. I’m in the fucking hospital.”

“How are YOU mad at ME when I’m the one who’s in FUCKING JAIL?”

“Help me set this fucking thing on fire.”

“I’m gonna need a fucking lawyer.”

“This is all YOUR fault, you dumb fuck.”

“It’s not MY fault we’re in fucking handcuffs.”

“Fuck, I’m so wasted.”

“What the fuck did we do last night?”

“Where the fuck am I?”

“Fuck. SHIT. There goes my car.”

“Wait–fuck. Isn’t that my house?”

“Fuck it. Might as well have fun, if we’re going to get caught.”

“Why the fuck do you have gasoline?”

“Where the fuck did that baby come from?!”

“It’s not a party until someone almost fucking dies.”

“FUCK, you scared the shit out of me!”

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doehymns:

“EVERYONE CLEAR OUT OF THE MOTHER FUCKING WAY!” dorcas screamed, clumsily climbing on top of a chair as she brandished a nearly full bottle of whiskey. “cyra MOTHER FUCKING yaxley needs another drink.”

CYRA BIT HER lip to hold back the laugh as she watched her climb onto the chair. “Just be careful up there, I’m sure breaking a bone will still hurt even with all the alcohol.” She nodded her head in thanks as she easily managed to get herself a bottle of firewhiskey.

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regsblackk:

his eyes found their way to the fellow slytherin. before he could even stop himself, regulus let out a laugh. “he was so excited i didn’t have the heart to tell him to piss off.” he patted the spot beside him on the log, offering up a seat for the other. 

“WELL BLESS YOUR soul.” Cyra laughed and took the spot on the log beside him, placing the bottle of firewhiskey between her feet. “His excitement didn’t rub off on you, though, you looked so bored I thought you were going to fall asleep and headbutt the poor kid. He wouldn’t have even got to experience his first party.”

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xcnthvs:

“i was kidding. lighten up a bit. all your slytherins are so stuffy and literal.” xan said rolling his eyes. “but if you’re up to sharing that firewhiskey i wouldn’t say no.” the last part was only because xan didn’t want to go to the trouble of getting a bottle himself, never mind that they were pretty much directly behind him.

“THAT IS VERY stereotypical, Xan... and very true but that’s not the point.” She shrugged her shoulders in a somewhat show of agreement. “Sharing?” Cyra pursed her lips, pretending to think for much longer than she actually did think about it, taking a drink of the firewhiskey before handing it over to him. “I will share with you, just this once.”

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bellablackk:

               “right….” bella sighed, “what house are you in?” 

“I AM A Yaxley, what do you think?” She sighed, brow raised.

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THERE WAS ONLY so much that Cyra could handle watching. Frankly, she found the whole thing hilarious and couldn’t hold back her laugh as it caused pain her cheeks. She eventually decided to get rid of the Hufflepuff who was clearly far too excited. “Scram.” She told the younger boy with her hand on his shoulder. “That was painful to watch, why did you let it go on so long?”

regulus was sitting on a log with his elbows propped on his knees, his expressionless face in his hands as he watched a small fifth year hufflepuff ramble on to him. apparently it was the first time they were invited to a party, and they were quite thrilled about getting an invitation. every now and then, he would respond with a “really?” or “yeah?” or an occasional nod.

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bellablackk:

            “funny? i think they taste good…” bella took a sip of her beer too. 

“THEY TASTE GOOD, don’t get me wrong. It’s just... Funny. I can’t quite put my finger on it. 

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aprancingpotter:

“of course” he replied as he handed her a shot of firewhiskey. “are you enjoying the party tonight?” 

“I AM ENJOYING the alcohol, does that count?” She raised a brow, knocking back the shot before pulling a face. “Are you enjoying the party?”

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xcnthvs:

xan’s balance wasn’t great to start with, but given that he’d been drinking he was even easier to take off-guard. he stumbled a bit (luckily staying upright) but still managed to steady cyra and himself. he laughed at her explanation. “are you sure about that one, cy? you look a bit legless to me already.”

HER BROWS FURROWED before her jaw dropped as if she was offended by her comment. She was tipsy, yes, but not drunk and nowhere near as drunk as she had been. “Legless? I disagree. I blame the crowds of people and their abnormally large feet sticking out and making me stumble.” Cyra nodded once, grabbing that bottle she came for.

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bellablackk:

            “well this is a party…” bella huffed, “i like them, yeah but i only smoke them socially.” 

“I AM AWARE.” she said, sighing as she took a drink from the bottle she kept between her feet. “I think they kind of taste... Funny.”

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"OH HEY, CAN I just get passed?” Cyra felt her body crash into another’s and didn’t allow a moment to think about what she had happened. “I just really need some more firewhiskey.” Her head tilted up, a slightly tipsy grin pulling on her lips.