Scott McCall's little (Half) sister.Trouble maker. (based off of Effy Stonem from Skins) [FC: Kaya Scodelario] (Icon was made by facetiious and my Theme was made by windrunncr) The mun is 28+
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Effy moved her hand to his forearm, shaking her head. “Ash, stop. Please. I don’t need time. I know what-who I want.” She let out a tired sigh, head dipping a bit. This was the part she really didn’t want to talk about. How could she tell him she’d broken his best friend’s heart and then turned around and called him. How could she tell him that her choice was tainted with the undoing of his best friend. She didn’t know how to get the words out.
She let a few seconds pass before just blurting it out. “Chase knows, I told him once I realized. He didn’t take it well.” The anger he left in remained unspoken. She didn’t know how her choice would effect the boys’ friendship. She felt guilt washing over her against, and her her hand fell from Asher’s arm and moved to wrap around herself. She was trying to hold it together, mostly for Asher but partially for herself.
She couldn’t help the the feeling like she was going to fall apart. She couldn’t help feeling guilty over everything. If she had just never turned to Chase when Asher left, if she had just remained content with Asher when Chase returned then none of this would have happened. They wouldn’t all be falling apart and she wouldn’t be the cause. She thought if Asher’s words. He wanted her to be happy. She didn’t know if she could do that. She didn’t know if she’d ever be able to be happy, not like how she’d been before. None of this was fair to him.
Her apology stuck in her throat. She knew Ash didn’t want to hear it. Still she found herself muttering the words again. “ I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. It’s all my fault. I’m sorry.”
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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.”
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I doubt anyone still follows me on here, but I might post my cosplay progress as I make Millie. I’ve not really dabbled in props of any sort before so making a tail and horns is a big deal for me. (:
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Happy Munday.
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I’m around to plot if anyone is interested.
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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.”
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Realistically, Asher and Chase were polar opposites in all aspects of life, their friendship shouldn’t work. But, it did. He had considered staying home, but, it was the first time he’d been out in months. He regretted his decision pretty quickly, but, decided to stay for one drink and see if he felt differently afterward.
Effy’s presence was a welcomed change, Chase suddenly feeling a little more at ease in his surroundings. “You know, he used to hate coming to these things. He only came so he could be a DD if someone needed it.” He stated, leaning against the wall as he took a sip of his drink. A single brow raised at her question, a smirk touching his features. “Why? Want it to be you?” He joked, shooting her a wink before a genuine laugh escaped him. “No one, actually.” He confessed, pushing a hand back through his hair. “Honestly, this is the first party I’ve been to, since the last one AJ came to.” He added, finding the gatherings lame now that his best friend wasn’t here. “I’m kinda liking the whole laying low thing.” He shrugged, lifting his eyes to hers with a gentle smile.
She snorted when he asked her if she wanted to be the one occupying his Saturday nights. She wasn’t interested in that. No, she was supposed to wait on Asher to get back. They’d promised each other they’d wait. She worried if Ash actually would, or if he would find someone who made more sense for him. She deflated a bit at Chase’s mention of Asher. “Yeah, I don’t feel like getting out as much with him being gone. Laying low really isn’t so bad.”
She looked away, trying to decide if she should actually offer to hang out with Chase. She didn’t want him to assume she wanted him, and she remembered Asher had once told her Chase didn’t know how to have girl friends. She chewed her bottom lip a second before sighing. “Ash took up a good bit of my time. He might have been your best friend, but you know I was pretty close to him too.” She sighed and ran nervous fingers through her dark curls. “If you wanted to hang out some we can. You’re the closest thing I can get to spending time with Ash, and I bet I’m the closest you can get to that too.” She chanced a look up.
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another kiss prompt
a kiss to make up for an argument
a dominating kiss to end an argument
a gentle kiss to ask forgiveness
a kiss against shoulder blades as arms wrap around from behind
a kiss against the shoulder after waking up beside each other
a kiss to distract
a kiss against tear stained cheek
a kiss on the brow
a kiss where they’re both covered in blood
a kiss after one muse has killed for the other
a kiss after one muse has injured the other
a kiss between enemies who should be fighting
a kiss between exes who meant to walk away
a playful kiss to make the other stop rambling
an adoring kiss because the other is rambling
a kiss to end sexual tension
an angry kiss
a tearful kiss
a kiss to prove a point
a hesitant kiss
a kiss from one muse who should be afraid of the other
a kiss from a muse who the other should be afraid of
kisses scattered along hardened jaw to try and sooth
a kiss as if trying to answer a question
a kiss between furrowed brows to try and comfort
a kiss from someone the other didn’t think thought of them that way
a kiss that says thank you
a kiss on the corner of the mouth, hoping for more but expecting nothing
an exploratory kiss, testing the waters between them
a kiss on the forehead of one who is starting to fall asleep
a kiss against the cheek after discovering the other is napping
a platonic kiss just meant to express overwhelming emotion
a kiss to comfort both parties
a kiss stemmed from relief
a kiss to make the other believe professed feelings
a possessive kiss to remind the other who they belong to
a possessive kiss to show the world they belong to each other
a kiss stemmed from jealousy
a kiss to make someone else jealous
a biting, passionate kiss
a kiss against the neck which feels more like a bite, teeth bruising skin
a desperate kiss as if they are convinced they’ll slip through each other’s fingers
a kiss to make each other feel alive
a kiss stolen away in a corner, ignoring crowds
a kiss after being pulled into an alley to have a moment to themselves
a kiss after grabbing the other’s arm and pulling them back close
a kiss to convince the other to stay
a kiss like they’re trying to convince the other to love them
a hopeful kiss in the rain
a desperate kiss in the rain
an angry kiss in the rain
a possessive kiss in the rain
a playful, happy kiss in the rain
a passionate kiss stemmed from previous heartbreak in the rain
a kiss in the rain to make up like it’s a damn romcom
a kiss in the rain filled with the foreboding of a goodbye
a kiss to make the other stop being stubborn
a kiss after treating a wound
a defiant kiss
a kiss between partners in crime in front of someone they hold captive
a kiss to anger a third party
an adrenaline filled kiss shared after committing a crime
a surprise kiss just because the other couldn’t stop thinking about it
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I think about the line “Your heart was glass; I dropped it,” far too often.
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I work tomorrow, so I won’t really be around. If anyone wants to send asks or memes I’d appreciate it. Getting muse for Effy has been hit and miss recently, so questions and prompts might be helpful.
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intimacy / non cringy nsfw prompts.
tw: nsfw (obviously).
touch me.
please touch me.
i need you.
i want you.
i trust you.
you look so beautiful / handsome.
be quiet.
make me.
i just want to feel something.
make me feel something.
i couldn’t stop thinking about you.
you don’t have to be so gentle with me.
be gentle with me.
my clothes look better on you.
is that my shirt?
this doesn’t mean anything.
don’t get attached.
try not to fall in love with me.
i want to be more than friends.
we’re just friends.
what are we?
what am i to you?
i love your bedhead.
just kiss me.
shut up and kiss me.
can i kiss you?
let me distract you.
i’ve missed you.
are you flirting with me?
say please.
please.
undress me.
is this okay?
are you sure?
tell me you want me.
come back to bed.
i don’t want to get up.
don’t go.
stay.
you’re so tense.
just relax.
i think i’m in love with you.
i love you.
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I’ll be around a bit tonight if anyone wants to plot or chat? I’ll be on mobile so I won’t be posting.
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I’m off work tomorrow, but I don’t think I’ll be around too much. Honestly discord is the better way to reach me 😅
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female muses matter just as much as male muses. pass it on.
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Classic Trope Starters -- Bed Sharing
Alter as necessary!
“You’re telling me this is the only room they had left?”
“I can’t let you sleep on the floor. Here, get in bed with me.”
“You’re shivering…”
“Just to warn you, I kick a lot in my sleep.”
“Are you sure it’s okay for me to sleep here?”
“Let’s just lay facing away from each other and pretend this isn’t happening.”
“Are you… trying to cuddle with me?”
“Get your cold feet off of me!”
“Sorry, I guess we kind of ended up tangled together in our sleep.”
“And just WHERE do you think you’re putting your hands?”
“Did I wake you? I didn’t mean to.”
“This bed is way too small for both of us…”
“Whoa, this bed is huge!”
“Guess it’s kind of like a sleepover, huh?”
“Okay, hear me out… I say we build a pillow fort.”
“I can’t sleep. Let’s talk for a bit.”
“I never thought I’d end up in the same bed as you.”
“You’re so warm.”
“Can you move over just a bit?”
“Are you TRYING to push me off the bed?”
“You seem kind of nervous.”
“Don’t tell people we’ve slept together. Or at least don’t word it like that…”
“Is this comfortable? Do you have enough room?”
“To be honest, I’m kind of glad there was only one free bed…”
“Come back to bed.”
“Stop stealing the blanket!”
“You know you snore, right?”
“Hey, wake up. You keep talking your sleep.”
“Time to get up, sleepyhead.”
“What did you dream about?”
“Just five more minutes… Maybe six…”
“It’s kinda nice laying together like this.”
“I’m not getting up. It’s too cold.”
“This seems a little inappropriate, don’t you think?”
“Just go to sleep already…”
“Is this a bad time to mention that I prefer to sleep naked?”
“I promise I’ll stay on my side of the bed.”
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Anyone wants to plot/write quick fluffy Valentine’s Day things let me know
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