║▌✘ ROTTEN ⊱

[vnbreakableheart]

verse starter call!

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twisterpals:

“So,you should be-” 

Faux chuckles cloud words. Before feature freefall at  the mention of the others name. Intrepid guild seeps  under a forged façade, its cracks lie flooded with it.  Lips spew uneven words, they lull uneven  dragged in parts, uplifted in others, before cracks bare  even in lettering.

“W e i r d . Everything’s WEIRD. She hasn’t spoken  to me at all this week & spends every night out with  her new mate Mandy. Worse thing is I don’t  even blame her, what I did,  well it was fucked up weren’t it?”

       Effy watches the other girl closely, a blank expression decorating her features even if concern and care flood her mind and she waits for her to speak before she’s looking around, almost as if she hadn’t heard her and then, blue eyes finally settle over Naomi. “Aren’t we all fucked up? What you did was bad but you don’t deserve the punishment. If it’s forgiven, it’s forgotten... If it’s not forgotten, then what’s the point?”

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open to verse ;;

“Has no one ever told it’s not polite to stare?”

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hopelesshybriid:

She had been right, Hope could only see the human skin she had been projecting. He could see her decoded eyes, and he could see her complex body-movements, and overall that had been all–.

“I can see it in your eyes. I’ve got the same sadness.”

She didn’t blink or move as he spoke, blue eyes locked in on him in utter silence before a low, quiet chuckle only barely left her lips. “I’m not sad.” It wasn’t a lie, sadness wasn’t exactly the word for how she felt. Taking a step closer to him, Effy’s expression was blank again as she cocked her head to the side. “Stop trying to get in my head.”

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lcnelybcy:

all soft breaths and trailing fingers as he presses his lips to hers, hands staying in the middle of his back to bring her chest closer, press her up against his. his skin feels tight in the best way, nerves firing off rapid impulses to take in all the sensations that come with kissing effy.

Not long ago (literally less than an hour ago) they would’ve probably been spitting insults at each other and now they were in a completely different situation - if it was because of the pill or genuine want, it didn’t matter. The tip of Effy’s tongue flicked over his upper lip, breasts pressed firmly against his chest as her hand wandered down his chest, snaking under his shirt so that her fingertips could trace his skin, hips rolling against his as a soft whine left her lips.

[vnbreakableheart]

i’ve been a bad, bad girl...

Name: Elizabeth “Effy” Stonem

Age: 21

Sexuality: Heteroflexible

Title: Slave

Master: tba

                             ...i’ve been careless with a delicate man.

Effy Stonem never had much to begin with. She lived in the middle of nowhere with no prospects in life, nothing to look forward to, no plans to make. She lived on a constant high (no, literally), doing drugs with her friends, drinking and partying too much and constantly finding herself among utter chaos. Her brother was her only stability.

Maybe he was too much stability to her and, when he was hit by a bus and died, Effy lost everything. She lost every sense of who she was supposed to be, she lost her will to live and be better. Two boys came along a year later to make her life a little more bearable, a little happier but, when Freddie died, Effy moved away - too far, in fact, and found herself caught up on something way bigger than herself.

[stillwiththem-archive-blog]

Guys i’m not feeling well and i got a fever and shit so i’m heading to the hospital and won’t be here til later

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cultualistic:

          ❛ really? sounded A LOT like a threat to me. ❜ 

       “Maybe you’re just too fuckin’ paranoid.”

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lcnelybcy:

he lets out the softest hint of a moan, sliding his hands up under her shirt and letting his fingers tiptoe up her spine. “god..” he whispers softly, hips rocking up slightly as he tugs her even closer to himself.

A soft sigh leaves her lips at the feeling of his fingers against her skin, a slight shiver running down her spine as her lips ghost over his jawline, hips rolling down against his with a soft moan before her lips finally find his. Effy arches her back, pressing her chest against his and tugging at his hair.

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favorite shadowhunters outfits  ✿ isabelle lightwood 

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lcnelybcy:

he arches into the hand a little out of instinct, curling his fingers tighter into her hips. he’d forgotten entirely he’d lit another cigarette, letting out a whine of disapproval when she takes it. it’s quickly swallowed by his breath catching in his throat, head tipping to the side to give her room.

Her own back arches a little as his fingers press into her hips and she moves her lips down his neck, the hand through his hair tugging as she nips and sucks at the pulse point on his neck, catching his lower lip between her teeth and tugging on it, letting it go slowly.

[horrorgorewhore]

The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.

Joseph Conrad (via horrorgorewhore)

[leticiaharvelle]

We’d be good together. Don’t you think?      No. Why?      Because I’ll break your heart. Maybe I’ll break yours.      Nobody breaks my heart and anyway, why would I want that?

[ainswerths]

No. Why not? Because I’ll break your heart. Maybe I’ll break yours.

[amenalcohol]

[succubetropicale]

Be a Riot, cause i know you

Cook & Effy in Robbers by the1975 

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