léna laurent

amethyst and flowers on the table is it real or a fable? well i suppose a friend is a friend and we all know how this will end

[laurentlena]

( cis woman | she/her | simay barlas ) —— isn’t that APOLLINA “LÉNA” LAURENT (DELACOUR)? yeah that is them, outside the three broomsticks! they used to be go to BEAUXBATONS but apparently they now work as a BALLET DANCER at THE ROYAL OPERA & BALLET. sybill once said that they reminded her of white roses, pink satin sheets, working past the point of exhaustion, and letters sprayed with perfume, which seems about right. anyway i’ve heard they’re still a bit COMPETITIVE, ANALYTICAL, and LOVING, they’re TWENTY-THREE now but some things never change! i wonder how being a HALF-VEELA is affecting them after school, especially now they’re NEUTRAL? i guess only time will tell… —— [ alek ]

history:

emre laurent owned a bookstore in paris, delia ayden was a teacher at a small wizarding preschool that asked for help organising their library. it was real damn cute, true love story right there

they had three children, named after minor characters in their favourite books-- officially, though none went by those names

right in the middle was apollina-- named after a character in john steinbeck’s ‘the pearl’, more usually known as léna or lale

she grew up in a flat above her father’s bookstore, somewhat lonely apart from her siblings and her books. shy and kept out of muggle areas.

so her parents put her in dance classes, trying to get her out of her shell a bit, and it mostly worked! 

starts beauxbatons knowing a few girls that’ll be in her year, one sister already there, does pretty well socially and moderately academically

graduates, still dancing, enters a company as an apprentice and works her way up. living at home, saving money.

reconnects with jacques delacour, the ~really cool~ guy two years above her in school, when he comes into her father’s bookstore

a few months later, she moves into his apartment. it’s casual, halfway between a friendship and relationship. lena falls for him anyways.

then a few years later he’s got to move to britain for work, asks what it would take for her to move with him. she says a ring, a puppy, and a job for her in britain-- as a joke, expecting it to be the end of things.

she gets a ring, a puppy, and a job with the royal opera & ballet in london. 

unfortunately the ring means she’s got to meet jacq’s family-- half of whom hate her. unclear if it’s the lack of family money, the halfblood father, the veela mother, her job as a dancer, or just because jacq’s step mother is downright evil

been in the uk barely a couple months, wondering if it’d be too dramatic to fake her death to get out

[laurentlena]

crvbbe​:

                       was   there   something   about   mary-jane   that   made   people   want   to   piss   her   off   ?   she   knew   why   people   would   get   the   wrong   idea   about   her   —   that   was   the   purpose   of   her   entire   ruse,   but   this   was   going   too   far   already.   ❝   fortunately,   no,   i   have   yet   to   be   acquainted,   and   i   surely   hope   to   never.   if   you   were   smart,   dear,   you’d   take   your   fiancé’s   hand   right   now   and   walk   out   that   door,   and   out   of   this   town.   got   it   ?   ❞  

Léna looked at the women in confusion, not sure what she could have done to cause that kind of reaction from someone whose name she didn’t even know. She’d seen her fair share of reactions before-- Merlin knew Jacq’s family didn’t all love her-- but this was just weird. “I think you must have me confused with someone else,” she suggested after a moment’s hesitation. “If there’s something I’ve done to offend you, I’m sorry, but I’m not sure what that could be when I’ve never seen you before.”

[laurentlena]

verajabbott​:

        “about as absent minded as i am, i’d imagine. just, y’know, a little smaller.”

“It’s an advantage to be closer to their size, really. You should see my dad try to sit at the preschool tables-- it’s like a giant playing chess. I fit, just about.”

[laurentlena]

allaircss​:

                    ❝      with   her   ?      it’s   always   worth   it   .   if   she   wants   to   win   anything   ,   claim   any   victory   then   i’ll   make   sure   it’s   a   hard   fought   one   ❞

“Okay, fair enough, but... When I have kids, you won’t be meeting them until you promise not to turn them against me.”

[laurentlena]

verajabbott​:

        “oh, uh- thank you? i hadn’t noticed.”

“Habit, I’m sorry. I always used to help out at my mum’s school-- you know how little kids can be.”

[laurentlena]

jean-luc-a-mess​:

“who meant for you to be home an hour ago? not me,” jean-luc, answered, laughing. “honestly, what’s the fuss? do you need to be home, or do you just not want to be here anymore?”

“Jacq did laugh when I told him I planned on an early night.” Léna smiled slightly, rather glad for JL’s cheer. “Here as in London, no. I really never wanted to-- it was a joke, but I couldn’t actually explain that after I saw him pull out the ring.”

[laurentlena]

jobelin​:

     ❛       ℎ𝑢ℎ  ?   𝑎ℎ   —      just    leave   it .    don’t  worry .    i  have  to  go   shower   after  this  anyways .   i’m  probably   full   of  nonesense .   ❜

“Full of nonsense isn’t a bad way of putting it.” Léna laughed, resisting the urge to fix it anyways. “There’s a charm that I learned a few years ago-- you know how at the end of the snow scene in the Nutcracker, they always dump snow on the dancers? It’s a pain to get it out of your hair by the end of intermission, but there’s a charm that keeps it from settling at all.”

[machineryangel]

turkish coffee my beloved

[laurentlena]

allaircss​:

                    ❝      i   never   said   i   had   ,      just   that   was   what   chère   douce   maman   was   claiming      ❞

“Well, that’s... I guess it depends on if you think it’s a battle worth picking, then. Can’t take all of them, and parents have a way of making themselves right whether or not they actually are.”

[laurentlena]

who: open!

“No, hold still for a second-- you’ve got something in your hair, let me fix it.”

[nogitsuneee]

꧁ 𝓢𝓲𝓶𝓪𝔂 𝓑𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓪𝓼 ꧂

[mayuamakura]

Simay Barlas

as Yağmur Güngör in Bir Annenin Günahı

[laurentlena]

dajovargas​:

–

“Not even any fires? Mierda, how the fuck do they know they’re alive? No wonder everyone’s out here smoking bachita without a care in the world. Don’t know enough snow to miss that. You French? You sound like one of those fancy ambassadors back home.”

–

“I think they did have one a few hundred years ago that burnt down most of London, but if they’re still talking about that one then I don’t think they get many.” Léna paused a moment, trying to remember if she’d gotten that right. “French and Turkish actually, but yes. Apollina Laurent; everyone calls me Léna. You’re.. from somewhere Spanish speaking, I’m going to guess?”

[laurentlena]

crvbbe​:

                       merlin,   mary-jane   hated   the   french,   but   entertaining   the   likes   of   the   other   was   much   easier   when   she   had   a   drink   in   her   hand.   but   while   the   rim   of   her   glass   nearly   met   her   lips   again,   she   froze,   her   gaze   shifting   entirely   as   her   face   grew   into   stone.   what   did   she   just   say   ?   ❝   you   must   be   mistaken,   the   delacours   are   in   france.   they   stay   in   france.   ❞   they’d   better.

Léna was starting to get the feeling she might have made a mistake, but she kept the smile on her face regardless. Maybe there was just some misunderstanding going on. “Most of them are still in France, you’re right. My fiancé-- Jacq Delacour, I’m sure he’s introduced himself to just about everyone by now-- and I just moved out to London though, it’s been so lovely.” 

[laurentlena]

Léna Laurent - Style

[cinemapix]

PARKS AND RECREATION [2009-2015] S06E04 | Doppelgangers

[dajovargas]

where; diagon alley @beforedawnstarters​

They’d already sent several long-distance birds (sea birds mostly, Britain and their owls, Dajo would never understand) hope to beg for seasonings and spices. Now they were considering begging for some nice blankets or something. No matter how many layers they put on Dajo felt cold. And it hadn’t even rained yet! What sort of August was this?

“Please tell me it’s gonna get warmer than this,” they begged the person standing nearby. “It surely has to get warmer.”

–

[laurentlena]

“I.. don’t think it does.” Léna frowned, wishing she had better news to offer. “It doesn’t very much worse, though. No snow or fires, just rain. At least, that’s what I’m hoping. I didn’t pack any ski clothes when we moved.”