#c: leyla selvi

[kenxmatsui]

"Mmh sure sure," he rolled his eyes playfully. "My versions of things are never better, but I'm also not going to bother thinking much more on that." How could he when Leyla was curled around him like this? It made focusing on anything else nearly impossible. "That you are, yes, undeniably so," he said and let out a laugh, "And bendy. You just made me agree to that out loud, christ. What have you done to me, hmm?" He shifted to kiss her better. "Faraday Cage. Explain that to me, high school physics was so long ago." While interesting, he couldn't pay much attention to such subjects, law was already picked out so law it had to be. "I had no intention of sticking my hand out. Magical might not be my exact word but I suppose it fits. It'll be interesting."

"Who? Me? Playing cute? Never," She feigned a scoff. Only for her eyes to light up as she watched him attempt to quote Titanic. "I don't remember, but I like you're way better," She decided as she wrapped her arms around his torso, settling in against his chest. "I think you mean to say I'm the most amazing fiancé there is. That and incredibly bendy," She teased, flashing him an innocent smile. "Yeah, because of the Faraday Cage. One of the safest places to be," She mused. A soft smile finding its way to her lips as she thought about the science behind it. She had always loved that experiment they often would put on at those science museums. For someone who never completed high school, museums had always been one of her favorite places to sneak off and explore back when her and Dilan lived on the road. "Eh, no. I like the car and hey, if it does get struck by lightning, that would be pretty cool right? As long as we don't stick out hands out the window, we could watch the electricity literally run right around us. Sounds pretty magical to me?"

[nyraxodeyer]

for: @cantfightmoonlight - leyla location: holiday markets/daily drip

Needing a break from the crowds and the cold too for a while, Nyra stepped into the Daily Drip for a bit of respite. A good choice on her part as her senses were immediately taken for a spin with a swirl of aromas that warmed her inside out, from the fresh coffee and hot chocolate being made to the sweet peppermint scent that hung in the air, the combination of it all drew to smile to her face that lingered as she peeked at the other treats on offer. Catching Leyla's eyes, she greeted the pixie with a small wave, "Hi hi, this all looks so good. How are things going?"

[jonahxrivas]

for: @cantfightmoonlight - leyla location: carriage rides

"I got treats," Jonah said with a smile to Leyla, and he didn't mean his sweater for a change. In preparation for the ride Jonah brought along blankets and warm drinks for them both, "We deserve this, don't you think?" He certainly thought so. While they weren't strangers nor was meeting each other done once in a blue moon, it was done more so in between bouts of stopping by for coffee at the Daily Drip, or pausing for a quick chat when out and about, checking on each other after chaotic town events, things like that. The two of them had made plans to properly hang out for the holidays and stuck to it. "I'm glad these came back for another year," he said as the empty carriage rolled to a stop, and offered a free hand out for Leyla to take, "Shall we?"

[kenxmatsui]

for: @cantfightmoonlight - leyla location: mistletoe & tree shopping

Wading through rows and rows of trees wouldn't be something he would ever sign up for if it hadn't been for Leyla being by his side. This season marked their third one together, second one officially, and first in a place that he was happy to call home with her. And such a significant thing deserved something to make it special, which Ken was dead-set on doing. They had Halloween to thank for it, Leyla taking the reigns with the decoration, to which, of course, he gave into but for Christmas he wanted to show her he could do something nice, after all it was her fault he was happy for the holidays.

There was much to shop for, decorations for both inside and outside, but the tree was an integral part to it all and here they were needing to pick out one, or maybe even two, whatever she felt like he would do. "I'm glad you've stopped ignoring me," he teased, knowing she only avoided him to not give him bad luck, "And if you had thoughts of ditching me..." He pulled her closer as he stepped backwards a couple steps to stand under a mistletoe, "You'd be breaking tradition and leaving me without a kiss."

[kenxmatsui]

Nonsense much like always was ignored when attention was fully on Leyla, the turning down of the volume was appreciated more than words could express yet it came about a little too late for the actions set in motion to be stopped. Car still jerked to a halt and concern for Leyla still flooded through him. "Yes, well," he said taking the headphones out though still being able to hear her just fine through, "Suresh has taken to singing at me lately. I keep these on hand just as a precaution. Worked out well enough though, since we have our own singing Siren in the back. Too drunk to even make the right call of judgement, these here helped immensely to not have us all fall in a ditch."

He huffed a low solitary chuckle at the way Leyla began to chide him, "If it keeps you from getting hurt, it can break I heal anyway." He moved in his seat to take off his coat and hand it over to her, "You're shivering. Put it on." Normally one to not like the cold, it felt strangely nice on his skin now, a soothing numbness from over-stimulation of senses that had him breath in the cold deeply again. However, turning to scowl at Devrim's antics and all he said was needed in the moment, "I did save the fairies no thanks to you," he shot back before gaze caught onto the Siren herself, "You doing okay?" But the gibberish that left her mouth had Ken second guessing if she was. "Babe, can you decipher what she just said?" he asked Leyla, "Is she alright?"

With a slight frown Ken's gaze scanned Leyla when she mentioned she wasn't feeling good, "Do you want to get out?" Knowing they weren't too far from Confessions was a blessing in disguise. "I can turn back and we can call them an uber? I know i likely ruined this night, made you upset, but is it foolish to still have hope it's not completely hopeless? Tonight should've been special." In a way what Savannah had said earlier was right, he probably should've said no, shouldn't have been nice and offered to drive, but he was trying to helpful to those that she called family, having a shit track record with her friends was enough, but Ken knew he fucked this one up too. Which in hindsight should not be a surprise, he always did ruin things. "What do you want to do now? I'll do what you want."

@devrim-selvi

How Devrim ended up in the backseat of Savannah's new truck with Ken driving he didn't know. His brief moment of lucidity experienced just before Savannah kissed him. He began to mumble "Why's Ken driving your truck?", although it was entirely incoherent, before their lips touched. Brief but a potent dose of feeling that sent him right back into his blackout. His head swam from the alcohol and her. The pretty blonde girl from his favorite summer. He watched her climb into the front seat, just as he had moments ago, with bleary eyes. Blurred vision aside, his hand landed perfectly on her behind with an audible slap before he erupted in uncontrollable laughter.

After a blur of events unmarked by time, Devrim's vision was filled with golden hair once more. It took all of three seconds for his hands to find the siren and begin pulling her into his lap. No mind to what was going on anywhere else in the truck until he felt the his body lurch forward too fast to be gravity. In the nick of time is hand snagged a hand grip above the door and slowed their impact enough not to collide, face first, with the front seats. "Save the faeries!!!" He drunkenly shouted in a slur of sound no one fully understood.

When all were assessed safe Devrim began to groan. His voice, still, mostly unintelligible. 'What the fuck was that about?" Blood rushed to his head and the world began to spin fast. "If you wanted to stop.... smell... roses... Ken!" His tone took on a distressed sound, as he fumbled out from beneath Savannah and towards the window. "Ken!" Devrim whaled. "ROLL DOWN THE WINDOW!" Desperately, Devrim smashed what he thought was the window button blindly until the glass rolled down enough for his head to fit out.

Devrim's sick spell passed quickly, but before he could pull his head back in the truck the window began to close. He screamed. "KEN!!!! DON'T KILL ME KEN!! I WANT TO LIVE!!!" As he assumed it was Ken who was closing the window on him, when it was really Devrim himself smashing the button on accident. A few seconds passed then he, accidentally, reversed the window and freed himself with a valiant cackle before collapsing back onto Savannah.

@cantfightmoonlight

[kenxmatsui]

for: @cantfightmoonlight - leyla location: their house → planetarium → dinner?

Fate had long laid a path he took, could not change its predetermined state but Ken could, he realised, choose to make things better. And a great big part of that involved Leyla. To find a moment in this shitstorm where things felt good seemed a feat that was damn near impossible to achieve, nothing nice never did seem to last in this nightmarish town that grew in its horrors. So he stopped. He stopped trying to find moments that felt good, felt worthwhile and decided to make them instead. Happiness didn't have to be hard to gain, it slipped into his fingertips easily when he held out his hand.

"You look..." Words fell away as gaze took her in that damn green dress that she decided to walk out in, wrapping a hand around her waist he trailed kisses against her jawline, "Unfair. You can't wear this dress." But the reason he gave was a poor one. "It's not formal, babe." Though thankful his plea was taken into account, Ken should not have relaxed because the next thing she came out wearing had him damn near stop breathing. A white dress of all things, his silence spoke volumes and was met with grumbles but he didn't do much to stop her from going back to her wardrobe. The night had not even begun yet but he wasn't sure if he make it out alive. Immensely relieved that her next outfit was less heart attack inducing, Ken drew her close, "No more changes. You look lovely. I like punctuality but you..." he trailed fingertips down her curves, "Reservation be dammed?" Despite saying it, he could not succumb to temptation now, no, tonight held things that could absolutely wait no longer. This is the action that stemmed out of his thoughts; to make moments.

Nerves were not present now, not even considering the gravity of the question that weighed on him for months on end, instead there was an ease about him, a calmness that added a touch more softness to his smile. "I do have something for you though," he said reaching into his pocket to pull out two tickets to a planetarium show, "We'll have to head there first before dinner, hoping a little pit stop is okay with you?"

[kenxmatsui]

for: @cantfightmoonlight - leyla time & location: a week after camping, pet shelter

Ken couldn't figure out why exactly he had lingered by the shelter and not immediately walked past once the camping nonsense wrapped up. All he wanted to be was back in a proper house, with proper bedding and amenities and absolutely away from the woods they had been forced to spend time in. But not only had he paused by the shelter that day, but his mind had wandered back to it, so much that he physically came back to Echo Acres, a place he usually avoided, but this time with Leyla. A simple drive he told her, which wasn't a lie, he did miss his car, but parking by the place, he turned to her, "Come inside with me? You need to pick out something." He didn't intend to be a surprise, not liking surprises himself Ken didn't see why he should subject others to such, but Leyla was different, he liked doing things for her and a pet, though he likely would never get one himself, Ken knew she'd like one.

[jonahxrivas]

for: @cantfightmoonlight – leyla time & location: wedding dinner, farmshop

Elated and full of love, the smile that perched on Jonah's lips was looking to be a permanent feature, for today at least. He was actively choosing not to think on things that could go wrong, that could still spell disaster, and on his wedding day of all days such thoughts felt wrong to think about. In a way it was easy to hold them at bay, one look towards Rohan did the trick, his husband, really the word alone enough to bring forth bubbles of happiness to grace his features, and then Bri who pulled all this off for him, emotions surged at that too, but he fought to keep composure, everyone looked lovely and this really cemented as one the best days of his life. It was as he looked around that he caught Ken cross the floor and took that as an opportunity to speak with Leyla, a few quick words before he could be glared at. "Leyla! hi!" Jonah greeted her with a bright smile, "Thank you so much for coming, it truly means a lot."

[kenxmatsui]

for: @cantfightmoonlight (leyla) location: their house

Curled up on the couch with Leyla as a movie played, Ken's fingers absent-mindedly played with her hair as focus drifted little by little from the screen. Not intentionally, it probably was a good movie but he had held back his thoughts all day, and now when there were no barriers, when he felt relaxed, thoughts slowly crept to the forefront. His mind had not been a good place lately, or ever really, but these days thoughts were rife with unwanted things and scenarios that he could not shake. Gaze caught onto the setting sun, orange hues dipping to darker shades of blues and he knew the thing he had been holding on couldn't wait longer, not with her waking up ever so often, he thought on the promise made a while ago; to sleep. Despite his own reservations on the matter and given everything that happened, for her, he'd have to face it. At least, he reassured himself, he wouldn't be alone. "Are you tired yet?" he asked peering down to face her, "Do you want to head to bed early? I'll join you."

[kenxmatsui]

for: leyla @cantfightmoonlight location: hospital

He had not stirred from the chair he had sat in, muscles tense from no movement, but he couldn't. How could he leave her? But he did leave her. Alone for fucking Hande to find her, falling right into the trap that had been set, blinded by rage and shock, sense had not settled at any point as he thought he was keeping her safe, by volunteering, by asking Dilan to take care of her in case he never came back. It hadn't been easy to leave her, but the willingness to offer up himself came easier than breathing. Fucking lot of good that did. He tried not to think to last year, to the scene where anger had grown to a point where he felt nothing seeing her on the ground, seeing her fall out of the sky, the blood, the broken bones, it was like history repeating. He had done nothing to stop it, nothing to keep her safe, not then, and failed again now. Failed on a worse note too, the damage done to her wings broke him in ways he did not expect, the ones that made him fall in love all over again each time she unfurled cruelly and sickeningly cut to make way for a horrific message.

He watched the slow rise and fall of her breathing, monitors beeping and keeping him sane by telling him that he was alive at least, hope was not lost, but hope had ceased to exist a long time ago, what was the point of this? This was not the way it should've gone, not the way this should be. Fists clenched to keep temper in check, to not let it spill over, craving for a release that he could not allow himself. She shifted in that exact moment, and he was right there when her eyes fluttered open, "Hi sweetheart," he said, his fingers so careful with hers as he held her hand, "I'm here. You're ok- I got you."

[kenxmatsui]

"You've ruined a number of things," he addressed the spirit, "Scared and worry should be the primary feelings." The second it was pointed that it was not Dilan and someone else inhabiting it, Ken's concern dipped. Not that his care meter had never been high for anything that he didn't deem important. While this was a concern and he understood why Leyla was worried, it wasn't without risk and he couldn't let her go that simply, "No," the reply was immediate as she said his name with the look. In any other circumstance, despite him saying no, Ken would cave eventually, go along with what she wanted to make her happy, but now was not a time when he would budge. "I get it, but the Coven can deal with that. Surely, they can bring her down. What good is having magic otherwise? I don't want you getting hurt."

@moonglowmagic @cantfightmoonlight

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“Bingo.” Giving a finger gun when Leyla finally got it right. “Although you can call me Elizabeth from now on.” Informing her once more that Dilan wasn’t coming back. “Oh what are you going to do attack me? How scared I am.” Elizabeth remarked with a fake scared voice before rolling her eyes. “Listen up Tink and Gloomy, this body is now mine. It does belong to me. It’s not deluding myself when its owner gave up earlier in the day. She’s gone and off crying out her pathetic little eyes.” She informed them with a sigh, she hated how pathetic the fae was. “Aww how cute. Look at you two.” She motioned before making a barf noise at them. “Anyways if you two are done with this thanks for nothing, but I have a dance to ruin so. Bye.” With that Elizabeth took off her jacket and tossed it at Ken and Leyla before letting the wings come out of her back, she floated above them. 

[kenxmatsui]

for: Dilan & Leyla ( @moonglowmagic & @cantfightmoonlight ) location: ken and leyla's house

When Leyla's discharge was approved, Ken could not have been more thankful. Her room, though private, had been a revolving door of people and nurses, and him, who had not left the place for too long, grew tense and stiff, patience hanging on a gossamer thin thread ready to snap at the slightest of breezes. But then came a different headache when it was time to leave, one he had unfortunately created for himself, a required thing but still.

This is for Leyla, he repeated but the slowness of the ordeal was not a pleasant thing. "Is she packing her entire closet?" he muttered to Leyla, honking the horn a couple times, impatience crawling, "I got rid of the doll, by the way, I know you never liked it, but Dilan doesn't need to know that." He smiled a little at that, "But if I'm too hard on her when she's around, tell me, we know how I can get." Dilan was no stranger nor did he didn't think her as such, but he had been alone for most of life, only changed when Leyla came into his world, into his house, their house now, to share that comfort he had build wouldn't be an easy transition he was sure, but Dilan was her sister, family, and for that he had to try.

Despite bracing for this, when it came down to the day, the hour, the damn minute, he looked at Leyla once more, eyes practically pleading for a different scenario. One preferably not involving anyone but logic overruled it before she could answer. Instead, he put his arms under her lifting her effortlessly so she didn't have to walk, and gestured for Dilan to get the door. Shoes were removed on entry as they made their way in and placed Leyla on the couch, kneeling beside her, "Settle here for now," he said softly, pressing a kiss into her hands, "I'll get yours and Dilan's stuff from the car and then we can head to bed, okay?" Getting up slowly he turned to face Dilan, "Rules," he stated, features morphing back to his standard stern look, "You cannot bring anyone over, I do not care who they are. Second, do not scream, I don't want to kick you out, but so help me if you sound a decibel over the normal. Third, goes without saying but do not touch my stuff. Got it?" That wasn't asking for much. "Also, stay out of my kitchen, it's off-limits for Leyla, same applies to you. You can -" Words cut before he could get them out on where she'd be staying...empty rooms threatening to bring memories he didn't have the focus for, "You can pick one of the rooms upstairs." It was reserved for family afterall, his, hers didn't matter much now. "Oh, if you find a haunted doll up there, adhere to rule three," he added, heading out the door with a private smile to Leyla.

[kenxmatsui]

for: leyla ( @cantfightmoonlight ) location: ken's place

It wasn't often, hardly ever, that Ken would be engrossed in his phone to not pay attention to surroundings, but having already parked and entered his house, guard fell enough to walk around without high caution. A baseline level remained though and that seemed to be a saving grace when he spotted a silhouette on his back patio. Email half-read already forgotten as he inched closer, only to let out a curse and a sigh of relief at the figure. Forget everything else, Leyla would be the death of him one day.

"Would you have picked the lock if I showed up later than I did?" he asked by a way of greeting as he stepped out to face her, arms crossed, tone stern, and held the stance for a beat before eventually relenting, "Get in, it's cold out." Only then did a thought strike. Bypassing the tree that stood in the corner of his living room -- something he had yet to mention to her, he headed straight to his office and scribbled two five digit codes, would save a lot of trouble and hassle in the future he figured and returned holding the paper out to her, "Here. You don't have to wait next time."

[kenxmatsui]

for: Leyla @cantfightmoonlight location: ren faire

Like every other town event Ken's first instinct for this was to skip it entirely. He could already picture the crowds and noise, simply thinking on it brought about the phantoms pangs of a headache, but attend he had to. Given an information booth to mange wasn't entirely too horrible, especially if that came with bestowing his judgement on the faire goers, the entire ordeal was actually not too bad. He did leave his post many times though, to simply wander about on his own but most often to tag alongside Leyla. He still wouldn't call it fun, the amount of people made him weary despite not interacting with them much but a nice time was being had with her at least. A cold stare from him was denial enough from him when they arrived at the face painting booth, but Leyla sat and he waited till they were done, offering her a hand as she stepped out, "Have we been everywhere you wanted to go? Can we call it a day yet?"

[kenxmatsui]

He took one look at Paloma gesturing to the dog and it felt like something inside him snapped. Eyes shut tight, Ken pinched the bridge of his nose with a loud exhale in efforts to calm himself, but it quickly began to feel that no amount of breathing would calm the annoyance that began to fizz to the top, “Tell me you were dropped on your head as a child, or something that can explain the tremendous amount of stupidity you seem to possess.” Great idea she called it, Ken would laugh if he could process it. “And what did you and Leyla lose your phones? You couldn’t think to call me and not this person? We were just attacked by hunters, you may trust him but I don’t. For once use your brain.” He didn’t think this was an overreaction by any means, they may know him, but Ken didn’t, and really, even if the girls did trust this man, who was to say that couldn’t be broken? Given the state of things, it was justified to be suspicious.

“And you,” he turned to face Leyla, despite voice growing quieter and losing the abrasiveness when he spoke to her, “That’s it? Welcome back, I missed you? Did you really? Doesn’t seem like it.” He knew it was the anger talking and she didn’t really deserve the snappiness but he couldn’t quite get past seeing her in the arms of the random man, who seemed to not let go despite being told to do so. “I got fo-” he began to say he brought food for them but the words were lost in the shutting off the door. Dumbfounded yet again Ken stared at the closed door wondering if he should just leave seeing as his want to take care of Leyla was already being done by a stranger. 

But stupidly and foolishly he turned to Paloma, mouth open to say something but quickly fell away with a shake of his head, “Forget it,” he said instead, “I was going to ask you a question but I don’t think you would know the feeling.” 

Walking up to Leyla’s door, he knocked gently and without waiting for it to open he spoke, “I’ll leave the food on the counter, eat it whenever you feel up to it. I’m going to go, let me know if I can come tomorrow.” With that said, he began to leave.

@lunadefresa ( tag you're it! )

It was possibly the worst time for Ken to decide to show up again. Of course he would disappear right before they would need his help, only to reappear in time to yell and judge her very good solution to a very real problem. "Do you mind? Watch your mouth," she gestured to JP - who bless his heart, didn't seem to register anything around him, much less profanity. "What does it look like, Ken? Leyla needed some help," She shook her head as if he was the foolish one to not put the pieces together. Really, she knew it must have been an odd sight - but at that point, she was all in and calming him down was the best option.

"My fault? You mean you have me to thank for my great idea," She crossed her arms in frustration. "When you left, I was doing just fine on my own - until Leyla needed to get up," Her hand waved vaguely in the direction of the couch. "I could only move her so far, Ken. Did you want me to break my back and drop her? Did you expect her to walk like this?" She raised her brows, an accusatory little tilt of her head. "Exactly. You're welcome." She picked up JP and whispered something to him conspiratorially. "She wanted to watch something," Paloma explained further - "This is my friend Asan - Asan, this is Ken. Please excuse his lack of manners. Leyla - would you like a snack?" She gently set JP back into his little bed - "are you satisfied now, Ken?"

[kenxmatsui]

for: @cantfightmoonlight​ (Leyla) time: saturday, nov 19th

Top down despite the chill in the air and a touch earlier than said time, Ken pulled into her street and rolled to a smooth stop outside her house. He had half a though to go get her, half actioned too as he left the comforts of his car, but seeing as there was no rush to get to the fair and not going up would avoid the sister, he considered it a better ending when he decided to simply wait outside. With things easing back to normal and the town slowly putting the horrors of last month behind, it was added bonus to physically put distance too, not that this would be the first time he had left Lunar Cove since then, many a nights were spent driving, lost in thought as he sped across roads, it was needed, and as was this. More for her than him. Leaning against the hood of his car and shooting her a quick text to say he was here, a tiny smile crept as he looked at her emoji abundant responses, and the further excitement displayed when he actually asked her in-person. Choosing to ignore the way his mind questioned on this being a date, Ken looked up in time to see her walk up, and the smile stayed in place, “Ready?”