┋ ◜ ● 𝔹𝕆ℝℕ 𝔹𝔸ℂ𝕂𝕎𝔸ℝ𝔻𝕊

there's a dead girl inside of me. i can hear her rattling around, her lungs choked with loss, heart P O U N D I N G like wardrums.

[offthervils]

will do all sorts of replies tomorrow or the day after thank you i love you all peace out 

[rp-memes-and-things]

Naughty Little Meme

❤ : Where on their body is your muse most sensitive? ✿ : Has your muse ever had sex before? ☜ : Does your muse like to top? ☞ : Does your muse like to bottom? ∀ : Your muse’s favorite position? ☺ : How often does your muse masturbate? ☂ : How long does it take your muse to hit climax, usually? ✌ : Is your muse good with their hands? ♡ : Does your muse have any birthmarks or scars they get embarrassed about others seeing? Á : Is your muse loud in bed? ⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks? ☌ : Would/does your muse have any special piercings anywhere? Would they get some? ♥ : Does your muse like to cuddle after sex? Anything else for aftercare?

👅-Would they rather give or receive oral sex? 👠-Do they watch pornography? If so, what kind? 💋-Do they use tongue when they kiss? 😈-Favorite sex position? 👎🏻-What is an absolute deal breaker in the bedroom? 🐶-Favorite pet name they like to be called? 👄-Do they swallow? 👙-Favorite outfit in the bedroom? 💦-Best place for their partner to cum on/in? 🌶-Most sensitive place on their body? 👑-Daddy kink, yes or no? 💍-Ever had an affair? 🏢-Most public place they’ve had sex, or would like to have sex? 🍒-When and how did they lose their virginity, if they have?

[whitewolfofwinterfell]

No, I’m going to keep her, you know. She’s mine. No cunt’s taking her away from me. I reckon some cunt already did.

[offthervils]

     ┋ 𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑳𝒀 𝑺𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑽𝑬  𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑽𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑹𝑷 ┋

        𝖊𝖋𝖋𝖞 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖒   ◜ ●   𝔦'𝔪 𝔬𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔬𝔣𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔩𝔰, 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔱𝔯𝔶 𝔦𝔱 .  ●

❝ THERE’S A DEAD GIRL INSIDE ME. I CAN FEEL HER RATTLING AROUND, HER LUNGS CHOKED WITH LOSS, HEART P O U N D I N G LIKE WARDRUMS.

            ◜ ●  MESSAGE ME   ◜ ●  INSPO  ◜ ●  VERSES  ◜ ●

[offthervils]

𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒚?

"𝓅𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒, 𝒫𝐿𝐸𝒜𝒮𝐸 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓂𝑒."

you keep quite literally everything bottled up, don't you? you try to be there for everyone else, but nobody has ever asked about you. you have a mental list in your head of things that you wish beyond wishing that people would ask to know about you, but nobody has. you're afraid that if you tell them, you won't get the response you crave, which gets more and more mysterious and gut-wrenchingly necessary with every day that goes by in silence. it feels like you aren't allowed to exist.

tagged by: @joc-cook​

tagging: @fredsxcmcclair​ // @verbeatim​ , @everyone who wants to do this tbh

[offthervils]

✂♋☢ (oop any of these??)

JAMES COOK /  𝒶𝓈𝓀 𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑒

ꜱᴇɴᴅ ✂ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʟʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴇxᴛ

[EFFY]: I never wanted u in the first place. 

[EFFY]: Why would I fucking want u now ?

[EFFY]: Just leave me alone.

ꜱᴇɴᴅ ♋ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ꜱᴇxᴛ

[EFFY]: Meet me in 10. My place.

[EFFY]: Hurry up before I wear back my knickers.

[EFFY]: (Sended a photo.)

ꜱᴇɴᴅ ☢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴅʀᴜɴᴋᴇɴ ᴛᴇxᴛ

[EFFY]: u wankeR

[EFFY]: COm get me where R U ?!!!/

[EFFY]: Answer the fkcing pHONE

[bluesartgent]

Just tell me something true.                                I love you.

[offthervils]

@fredsxcmcclair​:

Freddie shook his head before he turned his eyes to meet hers. Christ her eyes…They were unlike anything he had ever seen before or after. “You’re not stupid Ef” he whispered as he shook his head again, his eyes still on hers. The kiss surprised him but he welcomed it, like a junkie needing a fix, her lips were like magic, hell, everything about her was pure magic. “You’re not stupid” he echoed as he gently took her face in his hands and continued keeping his eyes on hers. “I’m even more sorry” he said softly, internally wincing at the way he had acted when she had first shown up. “I love you” he said quietly, his eyes on hers again as he gently kissed her once more, letting himself surrender to her, it was easy, so easy to give into her.

MOIST BLUE EYES turned to his. Those big dark brown ones that she had fallen in love with. She tried her best to hold back any other tears as regret started flowing inside of her. How could she leave him without a word? How could she constantly hurt him like that? Numerous of thoughts flashed inside her head. But here she was-- weak in his arms, surrendering utterly at her feelings for him. She firmly wrapped her pale hand around his bare neck as she deepened their kiss, her body pressed tight against him. All she could think of right now was how much she wanted him, craved him and his touch against her skin. The voices went quiet now as if they were silently witnessing a moment of pure magic. It seemed nice for now though she wasn’t sure when they would come back. But she knew that she needed some peace of mind even if it meant for a short while. 

[offthervils]

@joc-cook​:

AND WHAT WERE THE FUCKING ODDS? Effy was still in Bristol, or that was what he’d assumed anyway. It was stupid in hindsight – that girl was always sharp, but he really hadn’t allowed himself to wonder where she’d end up. The past was enough to tackle. She looked good. Wasn’t dwelling on it or anything, but what lad wouldn’t get a little c u r i o u s  about an old flame? The initial shock was only just subsiding when the crushing reality of their ties hit him like a truck. Cook knew he’d left her with nothing less than a horror show. No telling what questions went unanswered or what feelings, if any, she harbored toward him. He thought, maybe he was ready to hear it. Maybe it was an opportunity for some closure somehow. It might’ve seemed like fate, if he still believed in that sort of thing. But what a fucking dice roll.

‘  Well let’s grab some food? Said you got no where to be, so.. I mean, shit – let’s catch up. Right? ”  More of an explanation of their new course than a question. “  There is this diner right up the road. I think you’ll like it. I mean, it is sort of a dive but yunno – got that old charm, innit? And then ye can not.. ‘stay around’  long  or.. whatever.. Promise. ” A caveat, of course, that the felon wouldn’t be digging his claws in again, as it were. It would be harder to refute the ardor in his voice, though. Upturned lips curled around his ciggy seemed less concerned with the horrible truths soon to inevitably pass through them. Inquisitive eyes more taken by the rear view’s reflection than where they might’ve been headed. Another scoff turned into a god’s honest chuckle as he drove. “ I mean, wot are the fookin’ odds? ” he rambled aloud with a shake of his head.

UNSURE OF WHAT FAITH had in plan, she pursed her lips and stared for a while in his mesmerizing blue hues. A sudden wave of nostalgia hit her right where she hurt, her heart ached as she clearly started to remember how she used to look at them back at those days. Flashbacks of an unforgetful adolescent age started drowning her little by little. All of her wrong decisions, her mind games, her illness, Pandora, Freddie, Naomi--- A lump formed on the back of her throat. She swallowed hard before she shook her head a bit; a drastic way to make all the bad thoughts go away from her head. That’s right. He had no clue about her. Not a single clue. 

“Okay.” She finally replied under her breath with a crooked smile. Taking another puff of her cigarette, Effy layed her back against the seat, making herself comfortable. She felt like caving in after the thought of Naomi. A vacant stare outside the window followed with downturned lips insisting that something was bothering her. She didn’t want to mention it-- not yet. It wasn’t the right time or place. “Cook.” She called out. “After tonight, I’m leaving. I’m going away. Yeah?” Concerned eyes turned towards him, her brows slightly furrowing. “I can’t see you again.” She lowered her gaze, not sure if she quite meant that. Deep down all she wanted was to talk to him, hold him, get to start from the beggining. But she tried so hard to let go of her past, so hard to get away from herself. She couldn’t let him ruin everything she built by her own. As they reached their destination, Effy slowly opened the door and glanced at the diner. “It’s--- so Cook.” A brow arched as she cracked him a smile. “Shall we, then?”

[offthervils]

gonna do my replies tomorrow sorry for the wait !

@joc-cook // @fredsxcmcclair

[offthervils]

@fredsxcmcclair​:

“I think it’s normal for people to fuck up, it’s human nature.” He didn’t believe her, so long as James Cook he would never believe her and even though, who the fuck knew? His own words were the truth, they had been from the first time he had spoken them and they always would be. But he reasoned it was better to play second fiddle than not be in the band at all. (Right?) He waited a minute before he gently wrapped an arm around her, gently rubbing at the small of her back, his lips softly kissing the top of her head. “It’s alright love, it’s alright” he said as he gently leaned her into him. If there was one thing he had learned it was better to have emotions out than in, inside they ate you up and destroyed though so far they hadn’t done much good for him so he didn’t see what the difference was.

HIS GENTLE FINGERTIPS brushing against her skin made her whole body shiver. The very thought of not being able to feel him, touch him again could make her lose her mind. She shut her eyes as soon as his lips reached her head, taking all of his love in. She was guilty of being the one who didn’t give back what she always received from him. Yet the effort she had done to even try and comprehend her feelings for him were undeniably enormous into her eyes. Effy always bottled everything deep inside of her and shrugged off her problems with cheap booze and a couple of cigarettes. Sometimes, they were enough to make her feel in control. Some other times not. “I’m so stupid.” She whispered close to him as she turned to face him, eyes locked on his. “So fucking stupid.” Leaning her head to the side, with a lot of hesitation yet a strong desire to, she softly planted a kiss against his lips. “I’m sorry.”

[offthervils]

@joc-cook​:

THE DRUMMING QUICKLY EVOLVED into a deafening ringing in his skull. His fingers went numb around the steering wheel - a grip he’d held too tightly. They might’ve averted a bigger crisis, but now they were left to attend the aftermath. Cook couldn’t recall the last time anyone had gotten such a rise out of him. He might’ve actually enjoyed the spike in his pulse if he hadn’t almost landed the girl in the back of an ambulance.  That lull in her speech truly said it all. The pause long enough to flood the lad with an unrelenting nostalgia. Chaotic, ambivalent, cherished occurrences from what seemed like another life. And as much as he tried to scorch the sight of her from his memory, those resilient blues always seemed to follow him. Sporting that look that he’d never quite pinned down. Not unlike the one presently burning a hole in him.

“ I’m workin’.  Wot’s it look like?  ”  he retorted with an incredulous huff. Not very glamorous a reveal, but at least he’d survived the filth yet. A lick at his lips helped to compose him. “ Anyway, I asked ya first, so. ” That neglected smoke was a sad sight Cook was only too eager to remedy. You’d guess he was summoning the reaper the way he sucked the thing down. “ Ahh, now go on. Looks like ya need it.  ”  He offered once again, leaving the pack suspended over his shoulder for her taking.

TILL THAT MOMENT, she would have sworn that her mistakes from the past were hidden perfectly under expensive aromas and silky dresses. The enormous effort she had to bring herself to make so she could carry on living a normal life, was more than words could ever explain. Seeing again such a familiar face from her buried past not only shook her world but it also managed to make her feel like her younger reckless self. She had forgotten what danger felt like, what thinking out of  the box could result in a catastrophe. A single face, Cook’s face, could do all that in a night. “I just---” She stuttered. “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.” A soft half smile -- that signature effy smile -- formed on the tip of her lips. “I’m glad.” She admitted. 

Keeping her wrists neatly covered all the way, she took the pack of cigars and pulled out one before handing them back at him. Grabbing the lighter, she placed her sweet nicotine in between her lips and lit it, inhaling a long satisfying puff with her eyes shut. It had been a long time till she had a cigarette and judging by the unexpected reunion she had on her first day as a free woman, it seemed like the perfect moment to enjoy one. Maybe she was meant to leave prison that day. Maybe, just maybe, it was a sign after all. A sign to finally get to see him again. “Just business.” She replied. “No biggie.” She knew very well that she had to hide the truth-- at least for now. It was an unpleasant conversation in a pleasant meeting. “Anyway. Not sure I’ll stay around for much longer.”

[joc-cook]

[offthervils]

@fredsxcmcclair​:

Freddie sighed and let his head drop. “So don’t believe me, it doesn’t matter.” Watching he waited a minute, a quiet “blood hell” muttered under his breath before he followed her outside, gently but firmly he wrapped her tiny form in his arms and half walked, half dragged her back inside the house, locking the door behind him as he continued half walking half dragging her to his room. He shut the door with his back and sat down on the bed, still refusing to let her go. “Effy” he said softly but firmly, gripping her tightly. “Stop fighting me and relax” he said his voice still soft and even. “You are safe and even if you don’t believe me I love you and no one and nothing could ever change that.” Not even Cook, stupid fucking Cook, life ruiner. “Fucking tosser” he grumbled just thinking about him made his blood boil.

TINY WEAK HANDS were held firmly by his masculine ones, dragging her once again inside, all the way to his room. She sat right next to him, at the corner of his bed, puffy eyes staring blankly at him. His reassuring voice slowly calmed her, relaxed her muscles and made her heartbeat go back to normal. “I love you.” She muttered to herself in a feathery voice, almost as a whisper. “I love you. Freddie.” Azure orbits glanced at him, trying to comprehend his feelings better. “I just-- keep fucking things up, yeah?” Her voice broke, her head now resting on both of her hands as she covered her face. “I don’t mean to. I don’t.” She cried, pulling away her dark hair from her facial lineaments.

[offthervils]

“if you wanted me, you would just say so.”

“if you wanted me, you would just say so.”

A LIGHT SCOFF escaped her lips before taking another puff of her cigarette. “It wasn’t that simple.” She replied in a blunt tone, blue eyes fixed on the pond in front of her. Stars reflected perfectly on the surface of the water, a full moon also decorating the clear sky up above them. A perfect  cinematic scene but with a wrong scenario. She turned to face him, her calm features assuring him that she wasn’t going to start a fight. “Things were different then.” Effy stood up as she put out her smoke with her foot. “But--- yeah. I used to want you. Just not anymore.” She admitted and with a last glance at her once lover, she left in silence. 

[stonerclone]

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