#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.

[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

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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?”

[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.

[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?”

[clanxofxsinners-archive]

“We would make a cute couple.” (High school Effy to Asher. She’s probably like wasted at a party chase dragged him to tbh)

Asher looked over at Effy as she spoke, the girl clearly intoxicated. “That’s not what you told me last week when I told you how I felt.” He said, moving her hair so it didn’t end up in her drink. “Maybe we should get you home.” He whispered, taking the hair tie from around her wrist so he could pull the dark waves into a ponytail. 

[keeganthewolfwilder]

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Eyes narrowed, Keegan watched her tug the sleeves down and frowned, lips pressed together in a thin line. That was a line of bullshit if he’d ever heard it and he’d heard a lot of bullshit over the years. “Door knobs aren’t that high.” He pointed out, voice soft but eyes hard. 

If this happened at her dad’s house and that wasn’t even something he wanted to think about right because the last thing he wanted to do was make Effy feel worse. He’d be having a talk with her shit for brains father later. That Keegan would make sure of. “You’ll break Melissa’s heart if she sees those. You can crash with me for a few days.”

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[notxallmonsters]

@effymccall || (cont)

Scott just smiled at her, he could tell that something was wrong so he had made it his mission to make it better, even just for a little while. “Wanna try to make pancakes? I’m sure we can find a recipe.”