#interaction: dilan

[mcrcosantos]

Waiting for her response, Marco couldn't fight off the anxious thoughts that crowded his head. There was too much riding on this, too much riding on him. And he was still so furious with himself for putting himself in this situation. When she finally spoke, his gaze stayed trained on his hands. God, when someone else said it, it sounded so incredibly stupid. She was the first person he had really admitted it to. And the shame he felt right now would probably ensure he didn't tell anyone else. "I know it sounds stupid." he relented. "But I was hoping Juan would take the opportunity and actually step up as a father. I couldn't stand the thought of taking Gabi's father away for five years." he let out a defeated sigh. "But clearly, it was all for nothing."

He nodded as she explained the reality of his situation and what would likely happen. That all made sense. But his head snapped up at the suggestion that Gabi might end up in the system. "Look, Miss Aydem, I can't even begin to thank you for meeting me and hearing me out, let alone being willing to take my case on. But I gotta say, I'd be really hesitant to move forward with anything if there was a good chance that Gabi would end up in the system." he admitted, the spark of hope her agreement to take on his case had given him slowly fizzling. "Would it be better to just leave things the way they are and I'll keep taking care of her as is?" God, he hated this uncertainty.

Dilan could tell from the way the man paused and looked at his hands that a very long story was about to follow. But Dilan needed this, she needed all the details from him. If she was going to even give him a fair chance of taking him on, of telling him if he even had a fighting chance, she needed to know exactly what she was facing with his past and his charges and the situation of his niece and the rest of the family. "It's okay." She encouraged him with a small smile. "I'm sure you have a lot to say, but I need you to tell me everything. I can't have you hold back on me. But I won't judge you. I'm here to hopefully help you if I can." Dilan encouraged him.

Marco dove into the story and as he spoke, she made notes on her pad before her. Everything from his charges, to what had happened that night. To then the state of his family, the girl's mother's side and where his brother was currently. Her pen scribbled furiously, looking up and down every now and then to get him to repeat something or to pause while she tried her best to take down every detail as well as some thoughts so she could go over them when he was done. It was quite the messy story he weaved, some good things for him, but some bad things too. Finally when they were done, she took a moment to collect her thoughts before leaning back in her chair.

"So, I just want you to clarify something. You took the fall for his breaking and entering and perjured yourself?" Dilan started off. His charges were going to work against them, but it was frustrating to know that his charges shouldn't have been there in the first place. He had only taken the fall. "The courts will try to find your brother and the mother. I doubt they will spend much time, effort or money on them but I know they will at least try to find them in the city just as a first measure. Secondly they will try to look at the mother's family first but it sounds like that won't go far either." Dilan told him. "One thing you do have working for you is that you seem to be the only blood relative who is willing and wanting to take on custody. That will help you, and with a good judge we may get lucky and have them be sympathetic. However, your record will work against you and they may want to put her in the system instead for her own safety." She tapped her pen as she thought. "I want to take on your case, Marco. I think you do have a chance of gaining custody, but we are both going to have to work hard and get lucky."

[leilabarak]

closed starter for @dilanxbarak at mountainside pharmacy

As much as Leila liked to believe that she was as careful as could be when working, there were far too many incidents to count that left her with various injuries or calling the fire department. That afternoon a fight with a table saw had left her with a bleeding hand and a tragic lack of bandages to fix it. Wrapping it in an old oil rag that she had lying around, Leila made the quick decision to pop by the pharmacy with the hope that a few bandages would fix it up just fine. Leaving a trail of blood on her steering wheel and everywhere else on her way into the store, Leila made a beeline for the bandages, stopping in her tracks when she saw Dilan. Slyly trying to shift her bleeding hand behind her, Leila gave a little wave in her sister's direction. "Hiya."

[pytndyer]

starter for: @dilcne / location: flower festival

Peyton had found himself enjoying the flower festival. The sunset danced on his skin as he walked along the path he had chosen to go down. He had taken a left and he wasn’t sure where he was in in the garden since he no longer had a map on him. He was happy that Aubrey had convinced him to come out. He would have stayed home, laid on the couch and read a book like he normally did.

He stopped in front of a patch of marigolds and looked ahead to scout what else was coming up. Different colors made up the areas from where he could see - red, purple, white and even orange were spread around. Just as he was about to look away, a figure made its way in the corner of his eye. It was natural to look, but he didn't think the figure would be Lorna Dilane.

He immediately found himself making his way towards her. Years had passed since they last spoke and he definitely avoided flora and fauna all these years. He had never known what to say to her after all these years, but today was a new day. It was better to say something now than later. "Is that Lorna I see?" He said as he raised a hand to cover his eyes from the sun, "How are you?"

[aliciamillergarcia]

Characters: Alicia Miller-Garcia & Dilan Barak (@dilanxbarak) Location: The Teachers' Lounge Closed Starter

With Selvi now a little bit beyond the newborn phase, Alicia figured it was easier to get her mother out of the house. Which was exactly how she dragged Dilan out for lunch, with their daughters in tow. Hazel was busy scribbling, her latest hobby since she discovered how to grasp a crayon, and Alicia was occupying herself with little Selvi. "You are an absolute cutie," she told the little girl who she was holding in her arms, who was smiling widely in return. "I can't believe she's growing up so fast. Wasn't she born yesterday?"

[jeanieprabhakar]

location: tree lighting, dec. 17th

status: closed ( @dilanxbarak )

Jeanie clutched two mugs of hot chocolate tight in her gloved hands, her breath misting in the cold air. Every year she got so excited for the tree lighting and every year she started to regret not bundling herself up like a snowman. At least the cafe wasn't far away, though admittedly she hadn't really thought through what a hassle it would be to make it back through the crowd to CJ holding the drinks. “Excuse me, coming through, hot load— oh, hey Dilan!” Beaming, Jeanie stopped dead in her endeavour, not noticing the annoyed tutting from the man who'd almost walked right into her back as he squeezed through. The hot chocolate splashed dangerously against the rims of the mugs. “How's it going?”

[murdcrofcrows]

who: @bloodiedfields ( dilan )

where: faceless ship, level 4

the heat of the ring, the feel of his fist slamming into flesh, the metallic taste of blood in his mouth... was there anything BETTER in this world than that? rafe certainly didn't think so. despite, perhaps, the attention and affection of others ( though you wouldn't find him admitting to it ). even rafferty o'shea had his limits, however, and half-way through his fifth fight in a row, the adrenaline was dwindling and he could feel the need for a break. he made sure his opponent knew they weren't beating him before he fell and would be happy to take them on again later should they disagree. the fighter rolled out of the ring, spitting the excess saliva that had pooled with some blood onto the floor.

unaware, or perhaps unbothered, with how he looked after four and a half full fights, rafe chose to go straight to the bar instead of the bathroom. which, lucky him, had him crossing paths with someone he'd been keeping an eye out for all night. "didn't take ye for one to watch the fights, unless of course ye came up to watch me," rafe flashed a quick and dopey smile. "or did ye come to patch me up?" if she didn't someone else surely would. but the smug, slightly arrogant question stood. because he'd like that person to be DILAN and her gentle touch.

[elifalvey]

LOCATION — Misty Days Flowers.

WHO — Dilan ( @dilanxbarak )

With his girlfriend not having stepped foot in her office at the museum for presumably — hopefully — several weeks, Elijah was sure the flowers that he once left there were long since wilted by now. And with how hectic their lives have been since Rhia's arrival, he thought that they were definitely in need of replacing. However, standing in the flower shop was a lot more daunting than he remembered it being. Mainly because before, he didn't really have to worry about choosing a cat-safe option, since the museum was cat-free unlike their home where the new assortment would rest. Now, he was wary of picking just any ole' bouquet in case he chose something that would be dangerous for his pets. Staring at the different options for a ridiculously stubborn amount of time, he turned on his heel to head towards the front counter in hopes of finding an employee to ask. Instead, he turned on his heel to find Dilan. "Dilan, hey!" A wide smile spread across his face. "Y'know, I hope you're not standing here 'cause you're working too hard. Are you? If so, I'd be obligated to do the whole 'you have at least a cantaloupe in there, you deserve to rest' speech — I've gotten real good at it, so you definitely don't want to hear it."

[draslihanxfahri-bailey]

📜𝙰𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙵𝚊𝚑𝚛𝚒-𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚢 & 𝙳𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚔

If anyone knew about the recent teething struggles Asli and Eli were going through with Rhia, it was Dilan and Jacob. She knew that poor Selvi had two come through and her heart ached for the little girl. It was one of the moments that hurt the most in parenting. You wish desperately that you could take all the pain for yourself so that your baby would be okay, only you can't. The best you can do is treatments that could soothe the baby as much as possible for awhile. The Egyptologist certainly didn't miss the days in which she went through this with Alex, and she couldn't wait for this to be past them, for everyone's sake. At least they had the Saints & Sinners event for a night to take a much needed breather. Spotting her friend, she'd been quick to grab some drinks before heading her way. "Valentine's Day-inspired champagne cocktail, my dear?" She held it out to her with a bright smile. "They have such a variety and all perfectly themed, we absolutely deserve to have as much as possible. To the teething phase of parenthood!"

𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛: 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜 & 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎'𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝟸𝚔𝟸𝟺 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 ; 𝚏𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷𝟽𝚝𝚑, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺 || @dilanxbarak

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙿𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚁𝙿'𝚜 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎'𝚜 𝙳𝚊𝚢 𝚃𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝: 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚗𝚎

[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.

[zeynepxturkmen]

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"You think they're gonna go all Disney Parks-esque when it comes to the tree lighting next year? I swear, every year they closer and closer to doing so. I wonder if the Mouse would pitch a bitch fit over Harris stealing his thunder." Taking a sip of their hot chocolate, Hero had been expecting to see one of their kids standing next to them. Nearly choking on the drink once they realized that, instead of their children, it was someone she hadn't seen before that moment. "What the fu—?" Panic began to settle in as they looked around, the writer feeling themself relax once they saw their three kids near the Falveys, Meg and Alex playing while the twins chatted with Asli and Eli, giving Rhia some affection as well. They let out a sigh of relief, beginning to relax and remember the kids asking to go see the family before glancing back at the other. Smiling sheepishly as they rubbed the back of their neck. "Sorry. I thought you were one of my kids before remembering where they're at. But my question still stands. Whatcha think about it?"

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[selincakar-archive]

location: dilan's house

status: closed for @dilanxbarak

"It's just me!" Selin called out in her best attempt at a whisper shout, hopefully loud enough to be heard without potentially waking Selvi. She wasn't a mom herself but she'd heard more than enough over the years to know you never, ever woke a sleeping baby.

And if you did? Even by accident? Lord help you, their exhuasted mother, and anyone else in residence.

Carefully, she slid off her shoes and shut the door, padding through the rooms until she found Dilan in the kitchen. "I brought you guys food so you don't have to cook dinner tonight, and, full disclosure, probably a few too many baby gifts." Again.

[alesolcno]

— characters: ale & dilan — setting: dilan's office — partner: @dilanxbarak

In the photographer's eyes Dilan was a wizard with that magic wand she waved over weddings to make them perfect for her clients. Something that she'd never be able to do no matter how hard she'd try.

People had their specific gifts and niches, and respectively they'd each found theirs. The added benefit was that for the past year they'd made a good team.

"I know you just walked in," the brunette smiled at the wedding planner, "but do you wanna go grab a bite? I'm famished."

[leilabarak]

closed starter for @dilanxbarak at the starview drive-in spring event

Though Leila knew absolutely nothing about the movie that was playing for the drive-in, that hadn't stopped her from putting all of her effort into turning the back of one of her trucks into a cozy playground to bring Selvi and Dilan for it. The whole bed of the truck was baby proofed and cushioned, giving them plenty of space to hang out while the movie played. "She's getting too big," Leila sighed out with a wide smile as they watched Selvi starting to move around in the space, the movie starting up in the background. "When does she like...you know, slow down and stop growing?"

[bcbyteeth]

open to: dilan özdemir | @paintcdnights location: the streets of downtown los angeles

"You're on nepravylʹno side of doroha," Roman protested louder than intended, articulation diluted under the slur of his words that had fogged up the car window. It was the swerve that tossed him right into the glass that made his slump in the passenger seat less than comfortable. "Not left, Dilan! You're suppose to be on the right— or is this a one way?" How she'd become his savior was hard to recall as sobriety began seeping in, but there was a part of Romanyuk that was ready to convince himself that she'd taken this upon herself to punish him instead of him reaching out to her. Most nights he'd order a car to wherever he'd lost his grace, but no one seemed willing to come to drive to Sherman Oaks at this hour— which Roman was well aware of. He rarely went home on nights like these.

"Fuck, Dilan!" He cried out again, headlights and car horns piercing his senses as the vehicle threw itself off center and back to avoid collision. Under his breath, he muttered, "At this point, YA b krashche vodyv."

[aliciamillergarcia]

Characters: Alicia Miller-Garcia & Dilan Barak (@dilanxbarak) Location: Wonderwell Exhibit, Downtown Extravaganza Closed Starter

There was no doubt that Hazel would run off to the Wonderwell exhibit the second they spotted it in the Downtown square. Their activities were always her favorite and Alicia knew that she could spend the next hour sitting down and watching her get distracted by all things science. She kept her eyes on her daughter who was busy doing some bee-related activity when she heard someone calling her out. Turning around, she spotted Dilan with little Selvi in tow. "Hello ladies! It's so good to see you. Are you having a good time?"

[jeanieprabhakar]

location: community gardens

status: closed ( @dilanxbarak )

"Do you think I planted too many?" Jeanie stared at her plot, the overturned earth now much greener than it had been a few weeks ago. She'd spent one afternoon in early May shoving as many pumpkin seeds into the ground as it seemed would reasonably fit. The leaves had grown rapidly, sprouting up from the ground sooner than she'd expected and quickly covering the patch. Little vines were beginning to creep across the ground. She was starting to doubt there would be any room left by the end of the season.

Gardening was a relatively new hobby for her. She'd always liked plants, liked the idea of growing her own food, but her tendency to kill succulents didn't bode well for a green thumb and it led to her questioning her own abilities on a regular basis. It was for this reason that she'd dragged Dilan over, who seemed like she knew what she was talking about when it came to these things, to examine her plants with her. The only reason none of her plants had died yet was thanks to the help of the other people around the gardens. "I don't want them all to die out before October. I kind of had this 'Hagrid's pumpkin patch' vibe going—I want to use them to decorate my café."