#emorisquad

"Emori, say something!!"

"Something"

*Talking about being impaled*

"Oh, this? It's just a scratch"

"We have to cauterize the wound"

emori appreciation week 2018 | day one: favorite episode | 4x07 | “gimme shelter”

i was cast out of my clan as an infant because of this. i was forced to steal to survive. forced to kill. you were loved. told you were special. i was thrown away like someone’s garbage. you know nothing of my pain.

you think i have a choice? if we let baylis live, he will come back. nothing will stop him from punishing me for leaving. if we show even the slightest hesitation, he will use it. he will say anything to survive, and the second we let our guard down, he will strike. he will kill us all.

emori appreciation week - day seven: free day

When I was a girl, I used to dream of eyes that would look without batting, touches that never hesitated, gazes that were direct and held and I never got them. Even when I hid myself away packaged neatly and presentable because hiding was easier than fighting and I needed all the energy I could save.

Anyways, the voices in my mind were louder and meaner than the voices that whipped across sand like lashes; my heart was so used to its loneliness and I didn’t know just how callus it was until I tried to listen for the beat of it and heard silence.

Then I met you.

You saw me how I wanted to be seen and for the first time I didn’t have to wonder if it was all wishful thinking and if I could be to someone what I’d been to myself. And I was, and you were, and it was good. You looked and kept looking held and kept holding and you never blinked and you stayed.

Until you didn’t.

And when I see you, my heart jumps I remember you! before I can catch it and tame it and hold it and cage it trap it like every other dream I was foolish enough to dream.

But I do remember you.