swimming through a color swirl;

Nobody will ever love you as much as an artist can. On your worst days, they will find poetry in the knots of your hair. Leila Page. 21 & trying.

[imflcres-blog]

Top five hottest girls and guys?

honesty hour

Girls: 1. Me2. Angelina Jolie3. @gdilxcey4. @leilapage5. @blakehartlcy

Guys: 1. Chris Evans2. @falsenamed3. @finnocall4. @jake-harveys5. @jackscnroberts

[hellmadeofsilver-blog]

“Fuck!” The shout echoed through the dark hallways as Conor jumped back, away from the dark figure that had emerged from a classroom. “Who the fuck are you?”

[leilapage-blog]

Leila flinched at the harsh reverberation of a strong voice, her eyes trying to focus upon the source inside the classroom she had just passed. “Oh my-- oh my God, please don’t shout,” she hesitantly lingered near the doorway, pulling her phone out and turning the flash on. “I was walking down the hall when the lights went-- are you alright?”

[killianrowleymems-blog]

Killian walked along the outside of the main building, briefly eyeing the students walking out in order to find some source of light other than the dimness of the street lamps filtering through the windows. None of them seemed to be who he was looking for, the sense of unease growing in his stomach. She might not be worried, but he was. He stopped someone on the way out, quietly grateful that they’d paused to let him speak instead of continuing on. “Have you seen Pearl? Blonde, about this tall,” he describes, holding his hand up to his collarbone. “Wide green eyes?”

[leilapage-blog]

For the sake of her own sanity, Leila had her earphones in despite not having any music playing. It was an attempt to keep the frazzled students from talking to her about the uneasy fear that came with the sudden power outage; she was afraid enough and didn’t need to pile on more. Her eyes flickered from the back of the person’s head in front of her to her side when someone had spoken to her, regardless. Pulling the earphones out of her ear, she pursed her lips and shook her head, “Uh-- no, sorry. Is that your girlfriend..?”

[imflcres-blog]

As hours passed by since the outage began, Imogen mainly stayed on the first floor of a building. At first, she did start looking for anyone to talk to, but after about ten minutes of searching, she instantly gave up. Now, being here with people she didn’t bother to actually take a look at and staring out a window, a small smirk appeared on her face before saying, “I think this is a perfect time to tell scary stories, don’t you? It’s not like we have anything better to do.”

[leilapage-blog]

For the last twenty minutes, Leila had been sitting with her knees up and her arms extended behind her, watching students either aimlessly sit around and wait or bustle in and out of the building as if their frantic movements would generate enough electricity for the power to return. She had never been one to chat up strangers without good reason, her shy and quiet persona had often translated into the ever popular ‘resting bitch face’ though she was far from unfriendly. She simply sat in a pool of shyness-- and if the girl across the way hadn’t brought up a topic, the brunette would have continued sitting there in silence, people watching. “That could be counter productive,” she shrugged, sitting up and crossing her legs. “But I have a couple. Do you want to hear about the time someone tried to break into my house when I was fourteen, or the time someone called my house and said something disturbing?”

[edithblckwell]

“Did you snatch my beans,” Reid shouted into the darkness, his fork empty despite having just been stabbed into a tasty green bean. “I’ll fuckin’ kill you, demon. Bring back my fucking beans!”

[leilapage-blog]

She had been sitting on the opposite end of the table, head flat against her textbook when a flinch of shock and fear had prompted her to whip her gaze in the direction of a loud voice. Sweater-paw hands clenched up and sat against her chest, unable to see any sort of context to the words that filled the room, “Wh-what? Are you... okay?”

[elizvbcth]

Strangely, Elizabeth did carry one that she had stolen from her father’s beer box months ago. “Here,” she said, digging out the metal cylinder and handing it over to the girl. “I usually don’t carry it, but coincidentally, I wore the correct purse today.”

[leilapage-blog]

A small sense of relief washed over Leila’s features, quickly plugging her phone in on the other end, “I’m counting my lucky stars. And... a lot of other literal stars, too, if the power doesn’t come back on.” She grimaced slightly, watching her phone’s battery indicate a charging status. “Uh, I’m Leila--” She smiled awkwardly, extending her hand for a shake.

[willowtatum-blog]

Willow was walking back to her dorm when the power went out, seeing the tweets coming in nonstop about it being campus wide. You’d think the school would have some back up plan, like a generator or something. She sighed shaking her head as she fought with her keys in one hand, and holding her phone up in the other as a flashlight when she heard a voice. She peered over her shoulder at the girl, smiling a little as she nods, “Uh yeah, yeah I’ve got some in my room, if I can just get the door open.”

[leilapage-blog]

Leila watched as the other brunette fumbled with her keys, a slight guilt brimming within when she couldn’t offer assistance. “I’d offer my phone’s flashlight, too, but it sadly died three hours ago,” her lips pursed in a line. “You’d think by now that someone would come up with an automatic door lock, like with cars,” Leila shrugged, her comment light.

[elizvbcth]

She shrugged a shoulder, glancing down to the toilet. “I don’t think so,” she said, pressing down on the lever and watching as it worked. “Hallelujah.”

[leilapage-blog]

A thin smile worked its way onto Leila’s features at the sound of the toilet’s flush. “Good, the last thing we need is for it to be dark and smelly,” she grimaced. “I actually came in here to see if anyone was here-- do you have a portable charger by chance? My phone’s about to die and I could really use the flashlight on it.”

[leilapage-blog]

“Hey-- Uhm, do you have matches?” Leila questioned, rocking back and forth on her heels as she lightly waved two candle jars in each hand at her neighbor. “I’ll trade you a candle for some matches,” she smiled awkwardly, glancing from the person who’d answered to the lack of light around them.

[elizvbcth]

“Turn the lights back on!” Elizabeth shouted from inside the restroom stall, feeling around for the lock. “Turn them on!” She clicked it open, shakily pushing the metal door and wincing as it screeched. “Hello?”

[leilapage-blog]

Upon opening the bathroom door, Leila’s features furrowed at the precise timing of the lights shutting off. A voice echoing out of a stall had prompted her to move her gaze to meet another girl who looked just as confused. “I think the power went out,” Leila spoke calmly and quietly. “Are the toilets automated?” She asked, pointing to the stall. “If they are, they won’t flush.”

[oliverruxin-deactivated20160705]

Oliver screeched as soon as the lights shut off, thus cutting short the spooning session that he had previously been having with his body pillow. “C’mon,” he groaned as he pushed himself up to a standing position near his bed, “cut the shit. I just played Outlast and I’m going to piss myself if you don’t turn the lights back on.”

[leilapage-blog]

Her mouth had gaped open just as a scream could be heard from next door, the moment the power had gone out and her desktop had shut off; losing the article of writing she had been working on for days. If it hadn’t been for the on cue scream, she would have been angrier, but the timing was comical and to this, she tilted her head and stood up. Heading over to where the scream had originated from, Leila gently knocked on the door, hanging back until someone had answered. “Are you... alright?”

[leilapage-blog]

hey y’all i’m allison/sunny/ally/satan :) i legit answer to any of those, so pls feel free to call me whatever ur heart desires. i’m 21 and live in the pst and i’ve been rping for a few years now. this is my lil chestnut, leila, who interestingly enough is a female spin on one of my ocs usually played with a male fc. i’ve wanted to use Margaret for a while now though so here i am. anyways, here’s a little about leila:

she’s 21, and is originally from a small town in maine.

has been in ny since she was 18, for school where she is in her senior year studying english/creative writing

she’s naturally introverted, and often times looks unapproachable (honestly chose margaret’s fc for this reason lol) but once she is comfortable, she relaxes and is friendly

her secret is that earlier this year, she was leaving a college party with her boyfriend where they got into a car accident (she was driving) and he ended up passing away

since then, she’s just become more quiet and feels the immense guilt every day

but honestly she’s a sweet potato ok

if anyone wants to plot, i live for connections ok. :)