#lightningpariah

[emmaxmeyer]

I need to stop spamming your ask with these. BUT I AM ANYWAY. ✖ BOOM BABY.

(no never stop you're the only one who replies XD)

Em worries about Emma like a sister. She knows she can take care of herself, but Em is protective of the people she cares about...it's not something she can help. Although she says nothing of it, she worries about the battle going on inside Emma's body with the blood differences.

[emmaxmeyer]

Roots || Emma & Em

 It started with the suspicion that there were squirrels in the attic. It had been noisy the last few nights and it was started to piss Em off. So that Sunday afternoon, Emma and Em decided to investigate. They both slipped up into the old forgotten attic.

  Dust covered everything, old boxes, trunks and the bookshelf filled with old books. 

But there was no signs of any squirrels. And between Em and Emma, their own curiosity took hold, rooting through old boxes and trunks. If Emma pulled out a photo, Em would try to tell her who it was in the photo, if she knew. There was some stuff of Em's or her fathers...but a lot of it was Stacy's.

  Em rooted through a box, pulling out old books and in the bottom of the box there was an envelope. 

With her name on it in Stacy's handwriting. 

It looked the exact same as the letter that Stacy left her after the hellhounds got her. 

 Her face fell, stomach grew queasy, and her hands shook ever so slightly. Nimble fingers opened the envelope and there was a letter inside. 

  My Emma Rose,

I hope when you find this, you are older, wiser, stronger. I had a feeling when approximately you'd find this.

By this time, your father is likely gone. And you are alone.

I know he never spoke of Beth much. He said it was out of respect for me. But truth be told, I knew her. I knew your mother well and your father and I often discussed that he should talk to you about her.

But he never did when I was around. And I'm guessing he still hadn't.

Beth was strong, like you. Actually, I want to believe you were always stronger. She was smart, and I'm fairly certain you got her sass. Because even though you never met her- somedays you look up at me and you'll say something sarcastic, and I swear I'm watching a movie with your mother again.

Beth loved you- and couldn't wait to have you. I'm sorry, I never could break it to her that she'd only ever hold you once. 

She gave you many gifts, Emma. I hope you realize that. 

I always wished things were better for you Emma. I wished you could have that normal life, which is why I tried so hard to make the years you lived with me exactly what you needed. 

Take care, stay strong, and always remember I'm proud of you.

Stacy

Em finished reading the letter, dropping it onto the floor. She reached for her pockets and pulled out her cigarettes. Silently she slipped a cigarette in between her lips and lit it. 

[emmaxmeyer]

Break Me / Fight Me ((;-;))

Break Me: -=-=-=-=-

Em stood in the corner, smoking fast, her hand shaking. "Look- I said I'm sorry..." she wouldn't meet the other Emma's eyes. "I didn't-" she started.

   But Emma, who was pacing back and for stopped. "Didn't what, Em? You knew how important that was to me!"

Em felt sick inside. Although it had saved their lives- she had stupidly lost something that was special to Emma- her father's machete- Murphy.

  "I know...look- I promise...I'll get it back."

Emma shrugged. "How? It burnt up with everything else!" Em still refused to meet her gaze- she felt awful. She brought her hand up, running it through her hair. "I have my ways. Look I'm friggin sorry okay?" she looked around for something on her, reaching into her endless bag, and after a moment, pulled out one of her father's guitars. She went to hand it to Emma. 

  "Here...um...break that...then we'll be even." 

Emma sighed, looking down at guitar in her hands, before shaking her head. "No...here. Take it back, Em." she started to settle. She knew how important that guitar was to Em... "Just promise me you'll try and bring it back." 

 Em nodded, "If I have to tear every timeline apart...I will." 

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Fight me: 

-=-=-=-

"Emma- give it back..." Em had her hand out, her fingers twitching.

 Emma held something tight against her chest, shaking her head. "NOPE."

Em tried to make a face but Emma just smirked, pulling the object up a little. It was a letter, "Dear Dea-," she started but before she could finish the word - Em tore after her, chasing her down the hallway. But Emma kept reading, "I know that we've just been," she paused as Em got close-  going to grab for it, but she ducked into the spare room, slamming the door shut. "just most hanging out but..." Emma paused, reading more of the letter, she blushed slightly, "EM! Seriously? You wrote that you want to," she smirked, And the door budged a little. 

 On the other side, Em was throwing blasts as the door, forcing it to move slightly. She wasn't trying that hard- because she didn't want to actually break the door."SHHHHHHHHHHUUSH!!!!" she pulled the door open and Emma looked up at her with a smile. "I can't believe you put THAT in the letter." she started to move herself back, but Em just tackled her- sort of.  "GIVE IT BACK!" she went to grab for it and suddenly the letter was gone. Both girls looked up in disbelief at the doorway where Cas stood, not holding the letter. "What's this?" he went to peer at it and Em's eyes widened. "DON'T LOOK AT IT!" she said, stern faced and with a snap the letter dissolved into dust. She turned to Emma   and smirked, "For that- you are sworn to secrecy."

(they never said it couldn't be play fighting) 

[castielisbadluck]

[[ I have tagged everyone that owes me that I know of in this post. If I owe someone that I tagged or if I left you out and didn't tag you... LIKE THIS POST PLEASE! (I know I owe you Em.) Everyone else, let me know! I have my first day of classes tomorrow. So, I won't be home all day except for lunch. So yep... I'll come back and reply when I can! Love you bbys! <3 <3 ]]

[ivebeenunmade-blog]

lightningpariah replied to your post: What a borin' night.

Why are you pattin' my head. -Slaps her hand away-

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lightningpariah replied to your post: ooc: Things I do for my mother.

Yeah, bonus undercooked in the middle. She's trying to kill me on top of it.

[emmaxmeyer]

ϟ *grins evily*

Way Out - Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs

(YAY!!!)

[igrowled]

"I swear, fur-ball, if you dare try to maul me or hump my leg, I'll shoot you."

The wolf stared at her, before he lets out this low growl that rumbled in his chest. He went silent as he moved in a slow circle around her for a moment, and sniffed the air obnoxiously.