#interaction: leyla

[valentincflores]

starter for: @leylayilmz location: golden hour for the halloween party

Val and Leyla had gotten separated earlier in the night as they'd both been pulled in different directions. It had been a while now and when Val spotted her best friend on the other side of the bar, the alcohol in her system which always made her a little overly affectionate, had her feeling far too eager to check in with her best friend.

"Have I told you yet what a creative genius you are for thinking of this costume? I swear I've gotten a zillion compliments tonight!" she grinned as she threw her arm around Leyla's waist. It took her a second longer than it should have to pick up that something wasn't right with her bestie though. "What's wrong?" she asked, brows coming together as she quickly managed to sober up, a bit.

[camercnbishop]

starter for: @leylayilmz location: the chaos after the hurricane warning was issued

Cameron stood rooted to the spot for longer than was probably recommended after the festival organizer came on stage to announce that they had received a hurricane warning. He'd been flooded with anxiety at the mention of the danger. Round and round, his thoughts spiraled from the fact that he wasn't with his daughter during this emergency, to the worry over her safety, to the fear that he wouldn't be able to get ahold of her grandmother to find out if they were okay. He couldn't get out of his thoughts, and as the rain began to pelt down on him, he stood there, hyperventilating as jagged breathes sawed in and out of him.

Finally, in a ironic moment of good luck, someone ran straight into him, and the force of the collision snapped Cameron out of his thoughts. He made sure the person was alright before he finally sprung into action. Glancing around him, he joined the surge of people heading for the school. He only made it a few steps before he spotted the girl he now recognized as the woman from the masquerade ball. She was standing in place just like he had been a few moments ago, and as she looked wildly around her, clearly searching for someone, he knew they could relate in their fear for their loved ones.

Closing the distance, he called out over the rage of the storm around them, "Hey, you okay?"

[mcrcosantos]

starter for: @leylayilmz location: everything goes

Marco was kicking himself the entire walk over to Everything Goes. He knew full well it had been too long since he'd checked in on Leyla. But part of him had subconsciously avoided the interaction because Leyla was too good at reading him. She'd see right through any bullshit explanation he tried to give for why he'd been in such a funk lately and Marco wasn't sure he was ready to explain the inner turmoil Cali was wreaking on his heart just yet.

But after a couple weeks of casual check in texts, Marco knew staying away at this point was ridiculous. So psyching himself up to be not let any emotions show on his face whatsoever, he pushed open the door, the bell overhead signalling his entrance to the cafe. Moving towards the bar, he immediately spotted the familiar head of brown hair he was looking for. "Umm ma'am, are you sure these blueberry muffins are up to code?" he asked, feigning his most generic, professional voice.

[alarakcplan]

Alara couldn't help the smirk that slid onto her features. If there one was one person who could give as much as she took, it was her cousin. The pair had always had a bit of a combative relationship. They fought like sisters, but there was no one Alara would protect like her own family. And now that her father was gone, Leyla and her family were all Alara had left. Just don't tell Leyla that. "Oh? So it's anneler günü dışarıda? mother's day out Well, someone better alert the press." With a cocked brow in her cousin's direction, she happily accepted the shot that was placed in front of them, raising it in a cheers motion to her cousin, "Serefe." Downing the tequila with a grimace, she placed the empty glass back on the bar. "I'm just getting settled in. I've only had two shifts so far, though thankfully Bowie agreed to assign me back to Colt again." she explained, referring to her work partner from before she'd left Briar Ridge. Then, probably in large part thanks to the shot she'd just thrown back, she asked, "What's this I've heard about a certain country singer making his way to Briar Ridge?" Hopefully deflecting and talking about Leyla's problems would keep them from addressing the elephant in the room.

Leyla loved her family. She loved her brother, even though he was an ass to her. She loved her father and his kindness, and she loved her uncle like he was her dad. He'd been the last piece of her mother that she had left. She also loved Alara, despite their constant quarrelling as both children and adults, Leyla held a lot of love for her and she knew Alara held love for her too. But, she also knew how selfish and distant her cousin could be, and there was so much unresolved tension that sat below the surface of their connection. Especially around Alara's father's death. And of course, on her one night out, Leyla had to run in to the one person she probably needed to avoid. "Have you always been such a pislik? Oh wait, let me answer that," a knowing smile eased unto her features. "Yeah, you have." Still, she meets her cousin with a grin because she was joking. Mostly. "Make that two." Any night with tequila was a risky and dangerous one for Leyla, but.. why not. "Billie's at baba's house tonight so I have a night off." For once. "How about you kuzen? Busy at work?"

[gabevargas]

closed starter for @leylayilmz & @bellstrom location: golden hour beach bar

The bar heaved with people in costumes, drunk and letting loose. Gabe didn't know Briar could throw down like this, and he had to admit he was impressed. The place was popping, and everyone had put in so much effort with the outfits. He had chosen Jason from Friday the 13th to add horror to the night's festivities. Girls found slasher dudes hot, right? That's what Gabe argued when he received a few stares.

It had been a few hours already, and Gabe was already tipsy, texting Benny frantically to get his ass here. His mask lay discarded on the table as thumbs continued to tap his screen, pestering his best friend. He had agreed to some dumb trick-or-treat thing with a local mom and her kid. The thought of which made Gabe shiver. The idea of kids had always terrified him, yet his best friend was running around playing daddy. A far cry from the Benny of the Chicago days.

He felt someone hit his shoulder, and he turned to see a woman in a suit with what appeared to be an inflatable alien by her feet—the things you could only see on Halloween. "I think you dropped your buddy," Gabe teased, holding up the alien. His eyes finally took her in, and a smirk spread over his lips, dimples showing. "Women in black, huh? Sexy..." There was something undeniably attractive about a woman in a suit, the power. "Can I get you a drink?"

[selinymaz]

starter for: @leylayilmz during new years eve

Selin was thankful that the line to the woman's bathroom had vanished when she rounded back. It was perhaps that it was getting closer to the ball drop and people were rushing to the bar to ensure they had a full drink in celebration. She was halted momentarily when she saw her sister at the sink, slowly moving to stand at the free one beside her to wash the sticky residue on her hands.

"I didn't think I would see you tonight," Selin spoke, deciding to cut the tension first. Then at least she could say she was the bigger person. "I just assumed that you were avoiding me." Her eyes lifted to meet her sister's in the mirror, wondering if she'd fess up to something or choose pettiness.

"I was sure you'd be with the bakery boy."

[papaflynn]

closed starter for @leylayilmz location: golden hour beach bar

It was late into the night, and Callum had drunk far too much. The Hercules costume had become a jumble of pieces he had collected throughout his night. He had borrowed a wig from a Barbie, some glasses from a Thelma, and a tail from Gen tucked into the waistband at the back of his shorts. The young father was letting go for a night, and apparently, after a few drinks, he couldn't resist a fun prop.

The DJ was playing some spooky playlist from Spotify; he was sure of it, but that didn't stop him from dancing away. He spotted Leyla and spun her around just as the song changed. Callum grinned and pulled her into a tight embrace, "Leyla! What's the story?" He asked excitedly, slipping back to Irish phrasing in his drunken state. An arm stayed around her shoulders as he guided them to the bar for a long overdue shot with his best friend. "Well, Queen. How's your night going?" He asked her, leaning on the bar top. "Two shots of tequila and two of those themed cocktails, please!" Callum yelled, not even stopping to ask her. If she didn't want them, more for him.

[elsiebarnes]

for: @leylayilmz at the everything goes

Elsie couldn't help but smile at her old classmate from behind the counter. "Hey!" It felt like ages since she'd seen Leyla and that was because it had been years since they'd last spoken, much less seen one another. Leyla had moved away and Elsie followed soon after. "I heard through the grapevine that you owned this place and I needed to come see it for myself." It was adorable and she was happy that it wasn't too far from where she stayed at her parents house.

She was accustomed to living in the middle of the city, surrounded by restaurants, cafes, and shopping centres so it was odd to try and get back to a more rural way of living. "Do you have time to catch up?" More importantly, she craved human interaction outside of her parents and the heavy ambiance of her childhood home.

[willowswriting]

for @multxfacies continued from here

"Didn't want to bother anyone? Really Leyla?" Lucian questioned with a raise of his brow. "I think that I might be a little more angry to find out that you froze to death on the side of the road than I would be having to get my ass out of bed." He informed her. Lucian ignored the women as she attempted to refuse his jacket "We both know that I'm built like a heater." He spoke, already wrapping the jacket around her shivering frame. "Do you want me to take a look at it now or would you rather come back to my place and I'll drive out in the morning and see what's going on?" He questioned. He didn't mind for himself either way but he would really rather get Leyla someplace dry and warm.

[ozanulusoy]

closed starter for @leylayilmz where: everything goes

The memory of her walking into the party had been playing in Ozan's mind over and over, the smell of perfume as they danced. It had all felt like a dream. They hadn't even spoken and found each other in the crowd, something cosmic pulling them together. Ozan had spent years thinking about the day they would reunite, and he couldn't even imagine everything he would have felt then. Maybe it was the impending anaphylactic shock, but his skin was on fire, and he could barely breathe just from the sight of her. He couldn't shake that feeling.

Now, he stood outside the coffee shop, watching her through the window. He nervously rubbed the stubble on his chin, trying to move his feet to go inside, but they felt like they were weighed down by bricks. Ozan sucked in a breath, then finally stepped inside. The scent of the sweet baked goods calmed him for a moment, but then he saw her again and felt that rise in his heart rate. "You can do this..." he mumbled, taking more steps towards her. Finally, he was at the counter and cleared his throat to catch her attention. "Leyla..."

[s0ull3ss-p3rs0n]

The little fuckasses transformed into kittens once (Leyla has little horns because she was feeling sillay)

[valentincflores]

starter for: @leylayilmz location: briar ridge summer music fest

As the pair walked through the large arch signaling the entrance to the Summer Music Fest, Val let out a steadying breath. She was holding Leyla's hand and gave it a tight squeeze before looking over at her best friend. "Now, repeat after me, I'M A BAD BITCH!" she paused for dramatic effect, waiting for Leyla to repeat after her. "I look hot as heck and I couldn't care less that my baby daddy is performing here today!" Since they'd found out that Cash was performing at the music festival, they'd spent a lot of time shouting similar affirmations in their apartment. Val wasn't about to let her best friend head into day not feeling as confident in herself as she possibly could.

[thelatekayejames]

closed starter for @cantfightmoonlight (leyla) where: the daily drip when: sweet heart's week, start of the blizzard

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The wind picked up with little warning, whipping the peaceful snowfall into a blinding storm within a matter of minutes. Kui pulled their coat tight around them and tried to get some cover from the long scarf wrapped around their neck, but they knew that making it back to Blush in this mess was asking for trouble. 

The lights were still on at the Daily Drip, but they had to fight against the wind to get the door open and were accompanied inside by a flurry of snow before they managed to shut it behind them. Kui looked around, catching their breath. “Oh my god, I’m so glad you’re here. It’s gotten crazy out there?” they exclaimed, upon seeing Leyla was there, before they looked a little sheepishly to the other pixie. “I guess you’re probably closing but is it, um, cool if I hang out here for a bit? I don’t think I could make it home through all that, even gliding.”

[feywhimsy]

(repeating to myself) i will not romance astarion. i will not romance astarion. i will not....

[mcrcosantos]

Slowly but surely, as he gauged her reaction, the very clear attempt at reigning herself in, Marco couldn't fight his own grin from tugging at his lips. When Leyla threw herself at him, he chuckled, catching her in his arms and squeezing her just as tight.

It felt good to finally verbalize the feelings he had been harboring for most of his life. He knew they were safe with Leyla, and her excitement, even if it was a bit too early to judge how stupid he was being, felt like at least a little bit of encouragement in that moment. And he truly couldn't appreciate her enough for it.

As she let him go, he gave her arm a squeeze. "Thanks, chica. It's nice to know someone considers this good news." Letting out a breath, he focused his gaze on his hands as he tried to think of how to explain all this. "It feels like it's been a constant in my life- these feelings for her- for so long now, I don't even know where to start." Pausing to ruffle a hand through his hair, he forged on. "Every time I've come close to telling her, something monumental has gotten in the way, like going to jail, or being released from jail and finding out she had a boyfriend... So it's just never happened. I've never said anything."

Leyla narrowed her eyes at him as he explained, his words not quite matching what his eyes were saying. "Mhm.. yep." Yeah, she didn't believe a word that had just come out of his mouth. She'd almost forgotten about the fact that she was in dire need of coffee (and caffeine, really), but this didn't seem like a moment to succumb to her desires. This was a moment to listen because Marco was.. wait.. was he.. confessing?! Leyla tried with all her might not to react too strongly, but her wide brown eyes were a dead giveaway, so too was the way her jaw fell as he explained the kiss. There was a brief, very brief, momentary pause of complete silence, before she jumped forward to wrap her arms around him. "I knew it!" Leyla was almost jumping with joy as she squeezed him tight, before pulling back, smoothing out her clothes, and brushing a stray hand from her face. "Sorry.. I'm just.. I'm so happy for you!" She couldn't help but pull him into another hug, having waited for this freakin' day for sooooo long. "Okay, I'm reigning it in. I promise," she finally says as she pulls back, her hands still on his arms. "I can't believe you've been carrying this around this whole time?"

[papaflynn]

Saturday, March 30th - Paradise Hotel ➟ @leylayilmz

When Callum saw Leyla, he watched on for a moment with pride. The single mum was glowing and everyone in the place was sure to be head over heels for her. Not that that mattered. He was proud because he knew her. How hard she worked and she deserved a night like this. "I barely recognised ya' there without flour on your cheeks," he joked as he walked up behind her. "You enjoying the night?"