clydeane crewe

let's pretend we don't existlet's pretend we're in ANTARTICA--of montreal, wraith pinned to mist and other gamessixth year & gryffindor

[fourleaf-beddingham-blog]

“Hey!” Clover called weakly as he found his coffee snatched away from him. He was trying to study for Charms, cramming in all he could before the test that was first thing tomorrow morning. He took the paper from her, and, glancing at it, immediately tossed it across the table. “I don’t read that shit, Cly. Give me my coffee.”

[gryffincrewe-blog]

Clydeane was about to give his coffee back to him when Clover tossed her article across the table. She put it out of his arm’s reach and turned back to him. “You can lie to me, dipshit. I know you. I’ve seen you with that paper before, so can you drop the bullshit and let me revel in the fact that I was well-behaved enough to not even get a mention?” Most of that night was a blur to her, being a lightweight. 

[gryffincrewe-blog]

[text]:Woke up with an e-cig stuck in my asshole. Explain.

[ text - dork ass <3 ICE ] : i guess you could say you… got involved with the wrong asshole ;)[ text - dork ass <3 ICE ] : wow that wasnt even funny[ text - dork ass <3 ICE ] : but yeah you told some guy off earlier and he did that while you were asleep[ text - dork ass <3 ICE ] : check snapchat

[gryffincrewe-blog]

[text]:I just wrote the Drag Queen from Saturday Night on FB and apologized for licking her. Weirdest thing I have ever typed... (From Andrew)

[ text - attractive and trustworthy ] : im proud of you[ text - attractive and trustworthy ] : she spent hours on her makeup and you licked it off because it smelled like chocolate[ text - attractive and trustworthy ] : it was fucking funny but also… nah fam

[gryffincrewe-blog]

[text]:I thought I would be a proper lady and put my spare panties in a ziplock

[ text - dork ass <3 ICE ] : im glad you thought that far ahead[ text - dork ass <3 ICE ] : i lost my underwear about 2 hours ago[ text - dork ass <3 ICE ] : whoops?

[gryffincrewe-blog]

[text]:two words: fractured penis. two more: emergency room. (From Andrew)

[ text - attractive and trustworthy ] : ahahaha[ text - attractive and trustworthy ] : ahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHA[ text - attractive and trustworthy ] : but legit tho you alright? need help? [ text - attractive and trustworthy ] : tell me the goods are alright.

[gryffincrewe-blog]

[text]:Because i love you. And people show love by not letting their friends shit themselves.

[ text - dork ass <3 ICE ] : aww i love you tooo[ text - dork ass <3 ICE ] : also im ignoring the rest of that text because it doesn’t exist[ text - dork ass <3 ICE ] : i dont wanna know what you helped me with last night

[gryffincrewe-blog]

Texts from Last Night inspired text starters [nsfw and sfw]

[text]: I'm doing this for my boobs. They miss him.

[text]: I AM SUCH A BETTER PERSON ON DRUGS

[text]: We're bowling witha frozen turkey in the hallway...ur missing out

[text]: I'm sitting on our balcony drunk. And in my underwear. Our relationship with our neighbors may improve.

[text]: two words: fractured penis. two more: emergency room.

[text]: I feel like captain Morgan put his peg leg up my ass

[text]: Because i love you. And people show love by not letting their friends shit themselves.

[text]: According to google history I spent most of last night trying to buy an elephant.

[text]: You were yelling at the cops across the street saying they were at the wrong party

[text]: I'm going to CVS to meet the Craigslist guy who is going to buy my underwear. If I don't text you within the next hour, plz assume that I have been abducted by a stranger with an underwear fetish.

[text]: What's Spanish for "I shouldn't have worn these underwear to work?"

[text]: Also if i get drunk and start crying about the elephants you all have my permission to abandon me.

[text]: YOU IS KIND. YOU IS SMART. YOU IS IMPORTANT. YOU IS CLEANING YOUR OWN VOMIT.

[text]: Hey, it's not my fault that you had a shitty bed frame that couldn't handle the rough sex you're into.

[text]: I have a tab of a google image search of onion rings open and it is making me so happy.

[text]: I just wrote the Drag Queen from Saturday Night on FB and apologized for licking her. Weirdest thing I have ever typed...

[text]: You couldn't even walk but you came into the kitchen with the funnel and begged me to put beer in it

[text]: I genuinely attribute some of my blowjob skills to playing saxophone in highschool

[text]: I still don't know his name but his ass is spectacular. Like he should never wear pants.

[text]: Woke up with an e-cig stuck in my asshole. Explain.

[text]: A surplus of mistakes were made and I don't know what 89% of them were.

[text]: OK BUT WHO THE FUCK FORGTS A LIVE CHICKEN IN MY HOUSE

[text]: Come over. Bring cocaine. And my t shirt with the dolphin on it.

[text]: Your drunk naked friend is roaming the living room. Started roaming my room. Please come retrieve him

[text]: I do feel like I owe you an apology for trying to fuck your dad last night but in my defense everyone knows I shouldn't drink tequila.

[text]: I want my tombstone to read "making poor life decisions since 1993"

[text]: Called Apple, my penis pics are safe.

[text]: I just bought a bottle of lube for my car.

[text]: Kid got so high from the brownies he forgot his own name. Welcome to college.

[text]: I just remember lots of butts and something about ranch dressing.

[text]: When you licked the fourth stranger's cheek the bar tender pretty much ordered us to get you out.

[text]: Drinking from the bottle. In bed. Making dinosaur noises. Oh man.

[text]: i mean hes a break dancing puerto rican, how do you think the sex was?

[text]: That tampon felt like a stick in my vagina, I am never making a drunken tampon choice again. Friends don't let friends choose tampons drunk.

[text]: I thought I would be a proper lady and put my spare panties in a ziplock

[text]: I have a terrible feeling that I made out with a fraternity last night

[text]: Wall of shame with a backpack full of beer bottles, cowboy hat in hand, and a handlebar mustache. I was applauded by a passing car

[text]: I know the wedding is going to be a good time, I don't have to wear a bra with my dress

[text]: Can you get snapchat back so I can show you all the places I threw up in/on last night?

[text]: Woke up eating a pickle on the bathroom floor this morning in some random guys sweat pants.

[text]: I know you saw me get knocked out after I stepped on that rake why did you leave me there

[text]: She definitely peed in a bucket in their closet last night. We should warn them about that, right?

[text]: We fired a shoe out of a medieval cannon. I know not where we got either one.

[text]: So my booty call knows your bf. Apparently they were in jail together

[text]: That's a lot of judgement coming from a man wearing a dress made from a bedsheet.

[text]: I fell into a manhole last night, so there's that

[text]: Well.. If you trust a test that only costs a dollar, I'm not pregnant

[text]: Woke up in bushes at UT didn't know I was Austin last night

[text]: I wouldn't know what to do. You never really mentally prepare for a cactus getting thrown at your face.

[text]: Turns out the dorm toilet can't take a punch. Gonna be a long year without Mexican food.

[text]: I have an interview tomorrow and listed you as a reference. If they call you, please don't tell them about the time I smuggled a Chalupa out of Taco Bell in my underwear.

[text]: How do you get kicked out of 3 different Subways in one night..

[text]: Mom told me you snuck booze into a concert in a cheez its box...I have never been prouder to be related to you

[text]: I straight up told your dad I've slept with a majority of your family

[text]: You kept whispering to me that the guy making your burrito was an angel.

[rpmemesupreme-blog]

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i’ll write a starter or drabble where our muses get some level of drunk together– the symbol specifies just how drunk they are! 

⚪️ - just a little tipsy 🔵- definitely drunk, but still aware of their surroundings 🔴- absolutely smashed ⚫️ - no longer functioning human beings

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Send a symbol for my Muse’s reaction to yours unintentionally (?):

✤ - Moving/putting up their hair, showing off the back of their neck ✥ - Popping a button on their shirt, showing their chest / a bit of cleavage ✦ - Rolling up their sleeves to keep cool, showing off their forearms ❉ - Stretching their arms up, showing their midriff ❥ - Bending over in a short skirt / shorts / tight pants, showing off dat booty ❦ - Changing clothes facing away, showing off their back ❧ - Hiking up their skirt / pant leg, showing off some leg and/or thigh ❃ - Fighting with their belt for some reason, showing off some hip/waist ❂ - Scratching at a bug bite under their shirt, showing off their side ❁ - Wearing a top that’s too big for them, showing off their collarbone / shoulders ❀  - BONUS TOUCH EDITION: Asking your Muse to help put sun screen / lotion / medical salve on a wound anywhere else

[fayetravers-blog]

“Ew, no,” Faye wrinkled her nose as she shook her head from side to side, elbows still leaning on the wood, table manners be damned, “don’t bother with your best behavior. That’s not entertaining. Best behaviors are reserved for boring dinner parties.” And even then it was questionable, depending on who was present, what she could get away with, and the trouble she’d be in if she couldn’t. “Speaking of parties, did you go the other night?”

[gryffincrewe-blog]

Clydeane smirked slightly at her words, a little amused that Faye didn’t understand what she meant by ‘best behavior’. If the Sixth Year were to behave herself, she wouldn’t dare mention her best friend or the fact that she literally doesn’t like the younger girl. She was about to mention the latter of those two just to clear the air about it when Faye mentioned the party. If there was someone who couldn’t resist a chance to both gloat in their fortune and be nosy about other people’s business, it was Clydeane. She leaned towards the other girl, nodding. “Of course. Got wasted and danced around, and still managed to stay out of that report,” she replied, her giddy feeling reaching her voice. “What’s up with you and Nott, anyways? I mean, if you had to pick a twin, Charlus is a better choice by far. He doesn’t permanently look like he smelled something rotten and would also secretly cry in the middle of a blowjob.” As her usual, once her mouth was open, she couldn’t stop.

[crackshipshq]

Liana Liberato and Avan Jogia.    ↳ requested by anonymous.

[gryffincrewe-blog]

@fourleaf-beddingham

Clydeane had been honestly overjoyed when her name had escaped the Midnight Owl. Her good fortune just kept on going, and she was living for it. Even on the first day after, with her hangover strong, she was high on life. Days later, she was still pleased, a tad too smug for her own good. There was only one person who would deal with her when she was like this, and only one person she really wanted to prove herself to. With her crumbling copy of the Owl’s report, she marched over beside her best friend, stealing his drink and taking a sip of her. She grimaced, not expecting something so bitter. “That’s ghastly,” she muttered, before placing the mug back in front of him and smiling brightly. She pulled out her creased copy and handed it to him, a little proud. “I know you’ve probably seen this already, but I had to come gloat.”

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