#effymccall

[prettyxlittlexdollhouse]

Birds Of A Feather

@effymccall

Asher being off at college was the worst thing that could have happened to the young man, the parties growing more lame every weekend, without his best friend. Chase wandered into the kitchen to make himself another drink, phone in hand as he answered a few texts before texting Ash to tell him how boring life was without him. Sliding the device back into his pocket, he returned to the party, red cup in tow as he weaved through the crowd of bodies that stood between him and the little blonde he had been chatting up previously.

On the way, he ran into a familiar brunette, the man smiling down at her. “I should have known you’d turn up eventually.” He teased, casually. Effy had been one of Asher’s friends, Chase having only interacted with her a few times. He obviously hadn’t left a good first impression, having heard the girl refer to him as arrogant, obnoxious, and an idiot. “How you holdin up since our boy flew the nest?” He asked, curious to know if she was struggling to occupy her free time, like he was, now that Asher was on the opposite side of the country.

[prettyxlittlexdollhouse]

The man listened closely as she explained herself, believing every word she said. However, the fact that she didn’t feel comfortable enough to come to home while she was struggling was definitely a blow. “That’s the thing, though, Ef. You refuse to let me see you like that, but, you’ll call Chase for support.” His tone was gentle but still tainted with hurt. “I’m glad you have him to lean on, but, you have me, too.” Asher said, gesturing to himself. “When I told you that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, I meant it. It wasn’t conditional. It’s the good and the bad. It’s the ups and the downs. It’s the fights and the make ups…” He was pacing again, stopping directly in front of her, defeat coloring his features. “I just want to love you, Elizabeth.” He added, emotion touching his voice as he sat on the edge of the coffee table.

His chest tightened as she explained how she came to make her choice, suddenly feeling bad for his best friend. Chase only gave himself fully to girls he truly cared about, Effy being one of two women he could recall. Logically, he knew it was fair, but, he couldn’t push down that little bit of jealousy that churned in the pit of his stomach. Chase was doing all the things he should have been doing for her, instead he decided to lay up with a girl who’s name he couldn’t even remember.

He ran a hand over his face and back through his hair, hanging his head for a moment as he listened to her final words. “Have you told him?” Asher asked, lifting his eyes to hers. He didn’t want any of this to be difficult for her, she deserved to be happy just like Chase and himself. “If you need more time to think, I totally understand, I just… I want you to be happy.”

prettyxlittlexdollhouse​:

Both hands moved back through his dark hair as he started to pace, freezing as she reached for him, his heart breaking at the pain in her eyes. His brow furrowed as he stepped into her, his hand moving to cup her jaw. Asher studied her features as if this could be the last time he’d see her, his thumb stroking her cheek as he dropped a soft kiss to her forehead. Of course she wanted to know why, she had every right to ask. The man stood in silence for a long moment his nose buried in her hair as he worked through all his jumbled thoughts.

“Stop blaming yourself. You didn’t do anything wrong…I got off work early yesterday,” He started, wanting to choose his words carefully. Effy didn’t deserve to be hurt. “I stopped by the house on the way home. I didn’t realize Chase had been parking in the garage. Anyway, you guys were asleep, so, I just grabbed a couple things and decided to come home.” He continued to explain. “Well, I ended up at that little bar right there downtown…” Ash trailed off, sighing softly as he pulled away from her, his stomach churning as he recounted the night before. “I figured you had made your choice and needed some time to be able to tell me. I fucked up, I’m so sorry, baby.” He apologized again.

Her question nearly drew a sigh of relief from the man, a twitch of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he pulled her into his chest. His arms wound around her as he tucked her head under his chin. “Absolutely.” Ash responded, peppering the top of her head with kisses. “I don’t wanna do this without you.” He whispered, closing his eyes for a moment. “I love you more than life…”

His explanation caused her to tense. She knew she had to explain, but didn’t know how to get the words out. She leaned against him, fingers tangled in the fabric of his shirt. She focused on the sound of his breathing as she tried to collect her thoughts. “I…I didn’t know he’d parked in the garage.” She sighed and pulled away, wanting just enough distance to look at Asher.

Her eyes found his, and she swallowed. She didn’t want him to know exactly how bad it had gotten, she had gotten. “I had been off my meds since you left. I had been off all my meds. I wasn’t okay, and a part of me felt guilty about the night I’d spent at your apartment. I hadn’t slept in days, I couldn’t be alone. I couldn’t ask Scott to come over; he’s got too many of his own things going on. I-“ she looked away from him, shame coloring her features. How was she supposed to tell him she’d been too embarrassed for him to see her like that. She closed her eyes, trying to find courage to talk to him. “I-“ Another pause before she forced the words out. “I didn’t want you to see me like that. I though it might, I thought that it might make you not love me anymore.

She felt tears prick her eyes, but she made herself continue. “Chase had seen me like that once before already. After you came back for winter break your freshman year and I’d told you that you shouldn’t have to wait for me. When I’d basically broken up with you, even though we weren’t together. So I asked him to come over. I couldn’t be alone and I-I was too ashamed to reach out to you. It also seemed…fair in a way. I’d broken the rules with you, I’d went to see you, so I was breaking the rules with chase too.”

Her head fell forward, and she hastily wiped the tears out of her eyes before she forced her self to look back at Asher. She locked eyes with him. “We slept. We didn’t have sex. We didn’t talk. We didn’t kiss. We slept. We slept and then I woke up to the smell off coffee and French toast and it felt wrong because you always make pancakes. He cleaned the whole fucking house and refilled my meds and none of it mattered because the moment I smelled French toast I knew that the only person I wanted to wake up to was you.”

[mxnstersarereal]

🍼 (give me Effy and Hamlet getting to do the whole family thing right)

Send “🍼” for a drabble/starter where my muse introduces their newborn baby or child to yours!

Hamlet hadn't been able to put their baby girl down since the nurses brought her back, as soon as she woke up he'd held her close to his chest and she'd stolen his heart completely. He didn't know how long he'd stood there just staring into his daughter's eyes, thinking there's no one in the world he'd ever love as much as her.

Of course he loved her mother more than his own life but the love he had for this tiny, perfect combination of the two of them was so much more intense. He found himself wondering if he'd feel this way about any other children they might have in the future and he suddenly found himself aware of how much heartache this baby would cause him in the future. He bent his head and kissed her tiny tuft of dark hair as he heard Effy waking up.

He turned to his beautiful Queen with a smile on his lips and walked over to her side. "You were so strong my love. There's someone i want you to meet, if you feel ready that is?" Her tired face stared up at him and he handed her the little bundle he'd had in his arms, immediately missing her comforting weight. "This is our beautiful baby girl Effy, you did it."

[iiimpulse]

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This was the most comfortable Travis had been in a while, just sitting on the couch with Effy, binge-watching shows on Netflix at his house. The particular episode they were watching was ridiculous, and he blinked a few times before staring at the ceiling, thinking hard.

“Wait, so... what just happened?”

[vcxmultis]

*note sent with cupcake*

Keal, I know Daliah said you’re not a fan of sweets, but this cupcake turned out the best. You don’t have to eat it, but when I ask you how it was please at least lie to me and tell me it was good. I missed you today.

-Effy

P.S. Happy Valentines 💕

The cupcake looked decent. Maybe not as sweet as the ones his sister makes. He decides to take a bite. Still to sweet but not bad over all. He would be able to say it was a good cupcake and not lie about it. Humming to himself Kealen pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of the baked good and smiled.

[txt: Effy] The cupcake was good. Thank you. 

[txt: Effy] Happy Valentines day Effy. I hope someone is able to make you smile as you’ve made me smile.

@effymccall​

[incolubruma]

Hi! I miss you! Okay that is all!! I have class now 😭

[willsavethem-archived]

          ❛   this wasn’t how i wanted her to find out.   ❜   of course it wasn’t. he’d planned on telling his mom that he was a werewolf himself, when the time was right and they could have an actual conversation about it. instead, she saw him forced to shift in the heat of the moment... and the horrified way she’d looked at him, like he wasn’t even HUMAN, would be forever burned into his memory. he hadn’t been prepared for that reaction.  ❛   she won’t even talk to me.   ❜

starter call  ▶  ⸢ @effymccall ⸥

[plurimaevoces-blog]

@effymccall || ( x )

Lydia was so confused. Every time she started to figure out how she’d gotten here and what was happening, a doctor would come in and drug her again, stopping her mind from processing properly. After a few days of this, Lydia managed to swipe one of the doctor’s access cards as they were drugging her. She wasn’t just going to stay in this psychotic circle forever. Quietly, the banshee snuck out into the hallway and started making her escape. That was, until, she heard a familar voice. Effy. She followed the sound and tapped the access panel to open the door and found Scott’s little sister looking frail and afraid. “Effy? What are you doing here?”

[keeganthewolfwilder]

✨💛 This is the Amazing Person Award! 🏆 Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know someone thinks you're amazing inside and out 💛✨

Aww you’re to sweet!!!

[scottmccalltm]

@effymccall // closed plotted starter

Scott looked at himself in the mirror, tightening his blazer and slipping the button through. He didn't even RECOGNIZE himself. The face staring back at him was so DULL, so empty of life. It was such a stark contrast to the positive, bright person he was just a week ago. He tries not to think about it as he heads out the door, not wanting to be late to his own father's FUNERAL.

Who would even show up? Obviously his mother would be there, Stiles, maybe even the sheriff. He wondered if Effy would come, and if she did, which Effy she'd bring with her. His sister was unpredictable, wild and free. He hadn't seen her since they were kids, when his parents split, but he kept in contact through social media enough to know she had fallen in with the wrong crowd. It concerned him. He was WORRIED about his sister, and had tried to reach out to her countless times over the years, but every message he sent was read and never responded to. He thought maybe a part of her BLAMED him, for not speaking up, not protecting her. Maybe he blamed HIMSELF, too.

He's dazed as he drives to the cemetery, lost in thoughts of regrets and memories. Honestly, he probably shouldn't even be driving in his current state, but death demanded his presence.

His knuckles are white as snow when he rolls up into the gravel lot, watching a collection of people gather in the distance as he parks his car and pulls the keys out of the ignition. Chestnut eyes stare back at himself in the rear view mirror, wrought with emptiness.

Okay. Let's do this. He thinks out loud, letting the words leave his lips in a sigh. This was the last thing he wanted to do. The emotional effort it took to talk to all these people, greet them, thank them for their condolences. He swore it would be the death of him. All Scott really wanted to do was to go home, curl up on his couch with a bottle of rum and SCREAM until his throat was bloody. But for now he had to suck it up and deal with it, and be the picture perfect son.

The car door slams behind him as he heads toward the area of the ceremony, taking in the faces, both familiar and unfamiliar, skimming the crowd until his eyes make a dead stop. Effy. She showed up. He was half stunned, his feet CEMENTED to the soft grass as he watches his sister walk toward him, a little bounce in her step.

"Effy, it's good to see you," he says as if he hadn't been dreading this moment, "I've missed you," at least that wasn't a lie. Scott wants to go in for a hug, but it's been so damn long since he's seen her let alone spoken to her that he second guesses his instinct, shoving his hands in the pockets of his dress pants.

[clanxofxsinners-archive]

“ did someone hurt you?” (Amos and Aaliyah during the college years)

Amos was in town, and while she usually loved catching up with the only man who truly had her heart, it was just bad timing. SHe had been fighting constantly with her, now ex, boyfriend. Latina froze at his question, clearing her throat as she realized the bruise across her cheek was still very much visible. “Oh, uh, I walked into a door.” She lied, forcing a smile. “You know me. Clumsy as ever.” She couldn’t tell him what happened, she knew how protective he could be. “I’m fine, really.” 

[welcometomydeepestdarkestsecret]

Moving In

@wildyoungandtrapped

Wes had never been happier, knowing that his schooling years were finally coming to a close. Took it long enough he had always thought, especially after the almost killer senior year. Having to balence football and classes were tough, lucky for him he had always had Effy by his side. She had definitly been his rock throughout this experince and he was excited to move to the next one with her. He smiled softly, looking around the small but new apartment, all the boxes that had yet to be unpacked. “Effy, do you wanna help me with this last box?” He pointed towards the door, “I think there is one more out there?”

[buchananbarnes1991]

🎖 5 traits admired (cause you know, him being the good uncle figure gives me feels)

“You’re honesty with me. Not being afraid to open up. Your taste in films. Calling me on my bullshit when no one else will say it, and, usually following through with the things you set your mind to.” 

[Isn’t dyslexia just a peach sometimes. I’m leaving that up there :P Domi]

1. Checking in on Eff, usually if she’s been quiet for a couple of days.

2. Letting her drink with him, mainly to keep her safe. 

3. Having Effy’s number on speed dial. 

4. dropping whatever he’s doing when she calls him at night. 

5. spoiling his not daughter-daughter with technology, books, and films. 

[mxnstersarereal]

✵ + haffy

Send me a ✵ + a ship and i’ll tell you who does what at christmas!

who spends hours putting up lights only to get tangled in them and storm off? Effy

who accidentally eats a whole box of christmas chocolates in one sitting?is both an option? cause Hamlet would probably try to be romantic and have a cozy night in the middle of the stress only to realise later that oops they ate the christmas chocolates.

who insists on watching the cheesey hallmark christmas movies? Hamlet, it’s kinda tradition for him. His mom would show them to him when he was a kid so it’s a happy childhood memory.

who insists on playing nothing but michael buble in the few days running up to christmas? Effy although that’s mostly because she likes to tease Ham, who absolutely loathe it.

who gets their presents wrapped at the mall so the other cant go snooping Effy... let’s face it Hamlet would snoop everytime

who insists on making snow angels? both

who put christmas outfits on all the pets?...Hamlet...

Do they go to family’s or have a quiet day in? a quiet day in, they visit their families either the days before or after but christmas is just for them.

who insists on wearing matching ugly christmas jumpers?...neither....okay Ham...but only because he thinks that they’re something every normal family has

Who waits up until midnight to give the other their present? neither, although Ham would but he wants Effy to get some sleep

Who insists on hand-made presents only one year? Effy

Who puts mistletoe on every door frame? Hamlet...

Who gets too drunk at the work christmas party and has to be picked up at 9:15pm?...okay we get it he’s a mess...Hamlet

who gets angry and almost tells kids that santa isnt real? Effy, bc let’s face it she has to put up with the giant man baby as well

[iiimpulse]

“Can you tie a cherry stem into a knot with your tongue?”

sexual tension sentence starters (part two)

A scoff left Travis’ lips in response to Effy’s question, eyebrows knitting together tightly. He could, in fact, tie a cherry stem into a knot with his tongue, but she didn’t need to know that.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.”

[changingtiides]

🎰 effymccall

Send 🎰 for me to put our muses into a random list generator then post the first five as potential ships!

1. PJ Halliwell + Effy McCall

2. Peter Parker + Effy McCall

3. Emma Vanity + Effy McCall

4. Callum Avery + Effy McCall

5. Jace Herondale + Effy McCall