#dilan selvi

[lunarcoveinspo]

HAPPY HOLIDAYS! - A CANDYCANE GRAM

While enjoying the festivities, you've received a candycane gram- the gram is a red & white candycane with a red bow accompanied by the Dior advent calendar. Attached to the gram is a card that reads-

To: @moonglowmagic Happy Holidays. From: M. (@cantfightmoonlight - Meena)

[lunarcovehq]

Dilan Selvi is a pixie that currently resides in Sunny Harbor and has been a Lunar Cove resident for 5 years planning more than just parties.

ITS THE END OF THE WORLD

GENDER/PRONOUNS: Cis Woman, She/Her

DATE OF BIRTH: August 3, 1996

OCCUPATION: Event Planner

FACECLAIM: Bahar Şahin

AS WE KNOW IT, AND I FEEL FINE

SPECIES: Fae

SUBCATEGORY: Pixie 

REGENERATED: No

FAE COURT POSITION: High Fae (Court Member) 

AGE THEY APPEAR: 28

WELCOME TO LUNAR COVE, DILAN SELVI

Trigger Warnings: Violence, Suicide, Gore

While Demet and Berk Selvi appeared to be the perfect new upper east side couple who had just fallen into money, in reality they had stolen their way to the top. Both being from families of skilled thieves who had worked together since they were teens. While their families had stayed behind in a life of crime they swore that they would be on the straight and narrow, with new identities and new money to at least get them started so they could live comfortably. Hoping to eventually end the cycle they’d spent their lives in, have children that were none the wiser to their past; for many years it did. 

Demet and Berk had struggled for years to have a child, when Demet fell pregnant they were both so excited until they realized just how rocky of a pregnancy that she would end up having. The likelihood of the child surviving was slim, but possible. While Demet did deliver Dilan Selvi the real Dilan would never actually make it out to adulthood. Instead the sick child was switched out by The Kaplan’s as they did the unspeakable among fae. See the Kaplan’s had been traveling outside Lunar Cove with their three daughters when hunters had tracked them down, while they had got away for a moment and managed to switch two children, their death came before they could finish switching out the oldest child Hande. While the Selvi’s were none the wiser about their original child, became grateful that their daughter had defied every odds, the story of the Kaplan’s was used as a cautionary tale among fae to keep them from leaving. 

Life for the Selvi’s had been more than the Kaplan’s could have ever hoped for when it came to their youngest daughter. She found herself being raised by loving wealthy parents who went out of their way to grant their daughters every whim and wish. She was sent to the best schools, given tutors, and appeared to be the shinning star of her parents eye. What Berk and Demet hadn’t planned for though was how expensive their lifestyle was, any money they had was being spent quicker than they could make it. For a while they tried to keep themselves afloat with loans, credit cards, second mortgages, and investments, but even that was a weary path that came crashing down hard. It was then both Berk and Demet made a pact that they would do anything it took to maintain their life for their daughter because she deserved better. 

So slowly Berk started to skim off the top of the books at work. They began to take things from their friends at all the lavish parties they attended, at first it was just a bracelet or two here and there, but the high of stealing that it gave the Selvi’s was intoxicating, it had been so easy to slip back into their old lifestyle. While they never wanted Dilan a part of it, the funny thing about kids is they tend to mirror their parents; so when Dilan brought her mom a diamond bracelet after one of the parties, they knew that they had messed up. Even if they didn’t want her apart of this she’d clearly been watching, while she may have not known why she clearly knew how. So rather than fight it the Selvi’s used their cute daughter in their crimes with them. By the age of seven she’d learned to pickpocket, by nine she’d helped steal priceless paintings out of her parents friends beach houses, by eleven her powers had kicked in. 

At first the Selvi’s weren’t sure how she had such powers or what to do with them, especially since both appeared to be human. Assuming it was maybe just luck on their side as they discovered that she could appeared invisible and that Dilan seemed to be insanely lucky at everything. So rather than have her set out, they started doing bigger crimes, hoping that one of these would eventually pay off and this life would finally end. So they got in contact with the last people they wanted to call, their families, and planned the biggest con of their life. They were going to rob the Louvre Museum and steal some of the most priceless art in the world. On the day the heist happened, things had went haywire from the start. While Berk reassured them both everything would be fine thanks to Dilan’s gifts and their families there to help, he would later find himself eating those words. 

To this day nobody knows why the camera’s malfunctioned or that the Selvi’s had brought their daughter along with them. Because the second the heist went south Demet grabbed her daughter and made her promise to run, to use her powers to get out. Promising that they’d be right behind her, but as Dilan turned invisible and made a run for it, using her powers to find every door unlocked until she was safely outside among the crowd of people watching the incident did she realize that her parents weren’t coming back. She watched them and any family she had be walked out to Interpol police cars and drive away. 

For almost a year Dilan sat invisible in the courtroom listening to her parents plead not guilty while strangers decided their fate, each day she gave her parents a sign that she was there for them. Listening to their words be used against them and being there as punishment. Punishment for what it felt like her failures. Maybe if she had figured out how to use her gifts more or not listened to her mother then maybe they all wouldn’t be broken apart. Before the verdict even came in Dilan could feel the decision in her bones, she couldn’t stick around to hear it. She felt the loss starting to take over, she spent hours walking up and down the street lifting from people left and right. Not even because she wanted certain things, she just needed to her numb the pain she feeling in the moment. To just make everything stop and her thoughts to silence. That silence never did come, the noise only got louder as they saw their parents repeatedly being plastered across the news. 

Rather than stick around any longer she used one of the fake passports her parents had given her, the money she’d managed to get from the safe before Interpol showed up to their fancy hotel, flew back to the states. Even though their apartment had been boarded up while investigators had searched it for evidence Dilan had snuck in without anyone seeing. Walking up to her old familiar bedroom, she sat for hours looking at her things that had been tossed around the room, things she had once loved, but had seemingly cost her everything. Rather than leave them behind she carefully pulled the bags that were still viable onto her bed and packed what clothes, jewelry, and things she could into her a duffle bag and suitcase. After all these things had cost her the loss of her parents so they had to mean something right? It couldn’t all be for nothing. As she wandered into her parents room and got her mothers perfume and a few scarfs. Shoving them into her suitcase as well, as she went to leave with her bags she was greeted by another girl a few years older than her. While she had expected the girl to maybe be an investigators daughter or worse a new tenet who was moving into her old bedroom, it turned out it was her sister. 

From there Dilan was explained the story of her real parents, that she wasn’t an only child, but actually had two sisters; one of which was hellbound on murdering them. While her world was once more flipped upside down by this news, she didn’t have time to process it. Instead she asked the other girl for help and they cleared out anything in the apartment of value, took off into the night before Hande could show up. Maybe it was the fact both were on their own or had finally found their actual family, or that they were being hunted down by a crazy older sister who wanted to murder them, they seemed to bond together like sisters. Looking out for one another and helping each out get by so they could thrive. Using the skills and mistakes her adoptive parents had taught her to get by. 

For the most part she used her looks to get anything she wanted or to distract whatever prey they had chosen, while her sister cleaned them out. The pair becoming an unstoppable tag team as they traveled from city to city up until they came back to the hotel room they had been crashing in one night to find it raided through. Hande had found them once more. Their past was once again catching up to them, so the pair of sisters packed up their things and found their way to Lunar Cove, the one place they knew the hunter wouldn’t be able to reach them. 

[moonglowmagic]

Text || Dilan + Ken

Dilan: What fucking movie are you showing everyone around town? Dilan: It better not be some gross movie involving my sister. I swear on all that is holy that I will stake you dead in the heart. Do you understand me?  Dilan: You don’t get to ask my sisters hand in marriage and be showing some gross movie all over town. 

[nyraxodeyer]

for: @moonglowmagic - Dilan location: hospital

It was on her way out, having asked to be discharged earlier than they had intended to keep her, when word reached her ears about a Fae causing issues. Her mind had immediately put two people in the top of the list; Dilan and Suresh, which wasn't an unfair assessment, both of them would cause grey hairs to increase without much effort. But given the establishment, and shocking realisation that Suresh had actually been good, Nyra made her way to Dilan. Not that the little pixie wasn't good, she had heard what had happened and seen the tail end of it too, her mood was understandable. "Hey," she greeted as Dilan seemed to be getting out of bed, "Not sneaking out again, I hope?"

[kenxmatsui]

for: @moonglowmagic - Dilan location: hospital

Ken did not need more information than the grumbles of disgruntled hospital staff, and really he should've expected this, should've known Dilan would be refusing help when given. In a way he understood that feeling, but this continued wish to be in pain wasn't helping her or anyone. "Okay," he announced walking into her room, "A nurse will drop by soon and set up a bag of V to start your healing process. You have until then to cuss me out, throw whatever tantrum, or do whatever it is that you've been doing. When they show up you're going to sit, be quiet and accept the help whether you want to or not. Got it?"

[nicocastillo]

closed starter for @moonglowmagic (dilan)

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He caught the scent of blood first—an unusual, slightly less metallic smell that he identified as fae. A moment later he spotted the crumpled form on the ground, and dropped down beside the pixie, his med bag landing next to him with a thump. "Dilan? It's Nico, I'm here to help. Can you hear me? Can you open your eyes for me?" he asked, gently. Thankfully he picked up a heartbeat, but it was faint. He began scanning for her injuries, starting at her neck. If she'd been fed on... that was another problem, for later. Right now he just had to get a sense what had happened to her, and whether she could be moved. Staying out in the street felt increasingly exposed, with more inflicted still running around.

[jonahxrivas]

for: dilan @moonglowmagic

While Jonah did eventually relax and enjoy the Mystery Dinner Party that his cousin threw, it still held many unexpected twists and turns that he did not see coming. The biggest one being how wet he'd end up getting. Remarkable, really. A shudder shook through him and there was nothing else to blame but his still damn clothes. It was rather funny to that this began to bother him, for someone that spent much of their time in water why did he have a feeling this would make him sick. Picking up his discarded lab coat of the ground he somewhat forcefully shook it to rid of excess water only to realise after the action someone stood nearby. "Oh shoot, sorry Dilan, didn't see you," he aplogised immediately, "Hope I didn't get water on you?"

[kourtwrites]

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[moonglowmagic]

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Dilan laid in the hospital bed as the IV with vampire blood still dripping into her veins, she looked up to see Aiyla walking into her room. “Aiyla.” Giving a weak smile as she put the bed up slightly, as much as she deserved this round of hurt she wasn’t willing to sit in pain like before. “Well take a good look.” Gesturing with her hand to the IV’s and the hospital bed she was currently sitting in. “I’ll be fine. Just a little sore from being stabbed.” She explained with a sigh. Sure, she’d stabbed Bri first, but did that really give Bri a right to stab her back? As far as Dilan was concerned it was no. “I’m glad you’re okay though, I was worried about you.” She admitted. “I was scared you wouldn’t make it out.”

Aiyla spent a short time convincing Dilan she would be fine. Once the dawn passed and the chaos subsided leaving way for the fall out to be seen in full light Aiyla wondered if she had hunkered down as she instructed the other faeries to do- but even with the ache of the night before Aiyla doubted she would have found safety a moment sooner. Now she had to sort through all that happened piece together a timeline and check on each of the court members to make sure they were all still with her. The knot in the pit of her stomach lessened each time she checked a name off her list. Marking each of her beloved Faeries safe filled her with a hope she would unpack later. Knocking on Dilan's door she let herself inside after knocking- "Dilan!" She called for her padding around until she came face to face with her and her shoulders relaxed, "Let me get a good look at you, Biloute." A term of endearment crossed her lips as she closed the space between them emotion glossing over her eyes.

[lunarcoveinspo]

HAPPY HOLIDAYS! - A CANDYCANE GRAM

While enjoying the festivities, you've received a candycane gram- the gram is a blue and white candy cane with blue glittery bow and a fairy charm in the center. Attached to the gram is a card that reads-

To: @cantfightmoonlight (Leyla) Forever & Always. I love you to the moon and back. Thank you for finding me all those years ago. From: @moonglowmagic (Dilan)

[moonglowmagic]

While Dilan loved her birthday she wasn’t exactly out here wanting to throw a big celebration for it. Mostly because she half expected that she’d end up ghosted on her birthday considering the last few months. Unfortunately Bri and Leyla hadn’t got the memo and now there was a full on house party to celebrate her going on in her house. It wasn’t that she wasn’t grateful for it, just the night was now ending very differently than she’d planned it. 

“So this party was unexpected.” Dilan admitted tp the person next to her as she reached up and readjusted the crown that had been placed on her head when she walked in. Taking another sip from her cup as she finished off her drink and she looked at the persons cup next to her. “Want another one?” She asked. “You get free drinks if you’re with me.” She teased knowing all the drinks were actually free. “Although I will say I’m partial to the Dilan drink and not just because it’s named after me.” 

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Poppy stood outside of the bar while she had a duplicate or two working inside to help out the clients. Ever since July when Kyle had killed her things had felt different, it wasn’t just because her immortality was gone or because Alyssa had died or the fact her grimoire was gone. Everything felt different, she still had yet to process what had happened to her. Instead she’d just thrown herself into work and the coven. Doing her best to make sure they still stood by her and understood that nothing had changed, despite how much it actually had. 

Rubbing the back of her neck when she sensed another person in the alley next to the bar with her. It caused her to be on high alert, everything did anymore. While she was normally more friendly she couldn’t keep faking it today. “What do you want?” Poppy asked when she realized who it was. Letting her guard drop some as she pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. “The cheery happy version of Poppy is inside.” She informed them, knowing that her duplicates were good at masking how she really felt and hiding it. Inhaling the smoke before she blew it out and looked over at the other person. “I’m fine you know.” She promised even though she was far from fine. “You don’t have to check in on me.” 

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Safiye had been a nervous wreck and barely sleeping since the Ren Faire between checking in on her sister and her friends. Raking a hand through her hair as she stood in line at The Daily Drip, she was due for another cup of coffee to help her stay awake. Taking a step forward in line when her phone beeped, she pulled it out of her back pocket dropping her money in the process on the ground.

It wasn't until she got up to the cashier and ordered that she took out her headphones. Ordering quickly and she reached in her back pocket to find the money gone. Frantically checking her other pockets for money but there was none. "Just-" Signaling to the cashier to give her a moment. Turning to the person behind with a plea. "Can you just cove me for once? I promise I'll pay you back, just I need this coffee."

[kenxmatsui]

for: @moonglowmagic - Dilan

Despite the idea had already rooted into his mind and he had gotten what he needed to get, Ken had not put it into action yet. There were many reasons for the delay but also none at all if he really thought on it, but ever since Leyla entered into his dreamscape did Ken settle on it solidly. Though the 'when' was still up for debate he had other matters to settle before that. He wanted to and in a way almost needed to do it properly for it to be real, to be meaningful — not just to him but for Leyla too, and that meant Dilan. Family. Asking her to meet up, Ken waited for her to show, which thankfully didn't take very long. "I know I don't ask this often, or at all come to think of it, but I need your input on something," he said, "Do you have any other plans? I might take a while."

[moonglowmagic]

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“Listen— just…” Stumbling over her words once more with a forced laugh, before she gave up trying to talk further. “I mean unless you choose to live forever.” She pointed out, even though technically to live forever you’d have to die first. At the mention of Theo’s death she gave a knowing nod, she stopped fighting the point. After all he was right and eventually they would all die just in different ways. “Probably not, but.” She shrugged without a care, she didn’t mind talking about it with Chai. “Nothing major just a lot of loss in it.” She explained softly. “It’s not worth even talking about.” She didn’t want to recall the feelings that she’d came into and how depressing it’d been for everyone involved. Even if she did find herself wondering if Azra was okay or not, if her husband had reappeared. “Oh trust me the awkwardness around you is never Anna driven.” She explained with a laugh. “It’s my own embarrassment if anything over how I acted, how I treated you, and etc etc.” Admitting to him with a pained expression. “If it was about about Anna then it’d be with her, not you” She continued on. “That they have.” She nodded in agreement. “Wow— okay so do you not want the hug?” She teased back and put a hand on her hip. “If I would have known I would get this much pushback I wouldn’t have offered.” Giving a laugh at his words. “What can I say I have a flare for breaking up with people before they can hurt me. It’s kinda my thing.” 

“Technically you just said it a second ago too, but okay then?” He said with a curve of his brow. “And sure?” He offered up with a nod, watching her in a mix of confusing and amusement at the way she fidgeted before him in embarrassment. “And eh. We’re all going to die one day, Dilan. It will hopefully be a long way away from now, but I guess for me, it’s never been too hard to imagine the inevitable? And I have, but even turning doesn’t mean that you’re safe from dying. A vampire died just last week,” He noted, followed by another shrug. “Like I said, we all die eventually, Di. Though that’s likely not the most happy note to leave off on. Especially not on someone’s birthday. But oh? What happened in the dream you entered? And Dilan, you really don’t think I haven’t gotten to know you by now? But, sometimes the awkwardness you get around me is… well very clearly Anna driven ,” he pointed out. “You never know. Stranger things have happened and you’re welcome.” Though at the mention of the huh, he tilted a brow up at her in question, “uh sure? But what are all of these so many times? Cause last I checked the one rejection happened when you, what was it again? Oh yeah, tried to break up with me?” He teased, leaving out the fact they both knew by now all too apparently well being that neither of them had been together at the time she had decided to ‘dump’ him. 

[jonahxrivas]

for: @moonglowmagic​ (Dilan) time + location: puck’s luck, new year’s eve 

“Um...hi,” he approached the nearest person, tapping them gently on the shoulder to draw attention. Undone bowtie and a question on how to fix it perched on his tongue for the longest of time now before he decided to do something about it. “Sorry- to...” Expecting a stranger, as they turned, Jonah was extremely glad for a familiar face making the once nervous smile grow into a  wide friendly one, “Dilan, hey! You look lovely,” he commented before the initial question he had fell, “I don't want to bother you too much, but can you help me with this?” Lifting a finger to the bowtie, “Ties I know, but bowties go beyond me.”

[lunarcoveinspo]

HAPPY HOLIDAYS! - A CANDYCANE GRAM

While enjoying the festivities, you've received a candycane gram- the gram is a pink and white candy cane with a hot pink glitter bow. Attached to the gram is a card that reads-

To: @cantfightmoonlight (Bri) I knew if I didn't get you one you'd have my head. <3 From: @moonglowmagic (Dilan)

[moonglowmagic]

Where: Shipfaced (around 3 am) Who: @cantfightmoonlight (Song) + @xthetoddinatorx

Dilan had a smirk on her face as she walked into the empty bar with a cake in her hands. “Hello,” Dilan sang out happily. Walking behind the bar to where Song was, she put the cake on the bar top. “Guess what day it is?” She giggled with drunken laughter. She may have had a little too much liquid courage flowing through her veins when she came up with this plan, but she still thought was holding out on this present working for her. “It’s my birthday!” She informed him as she twirled her belt around. Putting her hand on his shoulders as she pushed him back against the bar. Pulling at the belt of her coat and when it didn’t open she sighed. “Hold on give me a second.” She informed him as she held up a finger and began to work on the belt until she eventually got it undone. Shaking off the coat to revel a tiny white silk nightgown. “Guess I should happy birthday to you.” She giggled once more and wrapped her arms around his neck. “So last year… we could rewrite history?”