#leah|interaction.

[lilacwiinearchive]

open to anyone —  based on: we are drunk and i ended up sitting on the bathroom counter with my legs wrapped around you, but when i wrote ‘marry me’ on your hand with a sharpie i wasn’t joking. 

after sneaking off from the bulk of the party, leah perches herself up on the bathroom counter with ease before her hands reach out to pull them closer. she’s just on the right side of tipsy: giggly and red-cheeked as she grabs the sharpie that had been tucked behind her ear to scribble something on their palm. ‘marry me?’  the bass that thumps obnoxiously outside the bathroom door mirrors the way her heart thumps in her chest. still, she tries to be cool as she leans back and kicks her legs out at their sides. “well, what do you think?”

[sunliights]

a closed starter for @aeternuswords​ based on this post featuring leah. 

“wow, can you believe it?” leah couldn’t hide her surprise; a little breathless sounding as she looked at the ring on her best friend’s finger. she hoped the smile on her lips didn’t look as fake as it felt. her cheeks ached with the desire to relax but she knew that the second she did that her whole face would crumple and show her despair. “you must be so happy.”

[lilacwiinearchive]

open to f/m/nb  — ‘i loved you when we were kids but as we grew older we went out separate ways and it broke my heart now we haven’t spoken in years and you come knocking at my door because you’re lost in life and i’m the only person you know you can really turn to and i’m feeling so many emotions that i don’t even know what to do’

knock, knock. leah doesn’t even know if she’s in the right place, had to ask around several old friends to find their current whereabouts. she hasn’t been back in town in over five years, left the second she turned eighteen and never looked back. now though? she was lost and the only place her mind could guide her was here, to someone who had always got her... past tense, perhaps. by the time the door opens she’s sporting a shaky smile, waving her hands in a casual gesture. “surprise?!”

[lilacwiinearchive]

open to f/m/nb  — based on the post in the source, the use of toys is very much fair game!

“baby  —  i can’t.” leah has never been so full and unsatisfied at the same time. she wanted to wriggle where she was seated in their lap, bring herself some much needed friction. she just wasn’t entirely sure that was something that would be welcomed. after all, they’d told her to be still. she couldn’t be sure of how long the two of them had been like that already, she’d spent the longest time trying not to focus on it but she couldn’t do it anymore. she needed something more from them. “please,” she mumbled, her lips ghosting over their neck. “just let me move.” 

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed starter for @vermillus​ featuring leah.

“look... i did a bad thing for a good reason. you either forgive me for it or  —  well, i don’t know where we go from here.” 

[lilacwiinearchive]

open to f/m/nb  — holiday romance vibes. 

she doesn’t remember the last time she’d gone on vacation and normally leah wouldn’t really care for it but she was glad she’d let her roommate convinced her to come. it had involved her having to work a little harder than usual to scrape the cash together but now she was here it all seemed worth it, especially since meeting them. their respective parties had met one another day one and she felt like they’d been attached at the hip ever since. the sad part was her vacation would come to an end in a few short days and she still wanted to cram in as much time with them possible, which meant dragging them out to the beach for sunrise. “c’mon! you’re going to make us miss it,” she huffed, her grip on their hand tight as she dragged them down towards the sand. 

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed starter for @distantxdaydreams​.

noelle was happier than she’d ever been, lounging around in her apartment with her two favourite people like they’d done so many times before. it wasn’t as weird as she thought it might be, for her at least. when she’d started dating layla she thought it might throw off the dynamic of their friendship but it wasn’t as if they left leah out of casual time that they spent together. it was just a little different now  — there was no space between her and layla on the couch, her arm was draped over the back of it idly playing with blonde hair. “i could use a drink,” she mused, part-way through the movie they were watching. she shifted to stand up to head for the kitchen. “what about you, babe? leah?”

leah was happy for them. she really was. layla and noelle deserved to be with someone that made them happy and if that happened to be one another then that was fine. she had to admit it did feel a little strange watching them curl up on the couch together without being included, the three of them had been fairly close before and the occasional cuddle hadn’t been too unheard of - but now it would just seem intrusive. she wouldn’t say that she didn’t know how to act around them anymore but she definitely second guessed most of her actions. she flinched a little when noelle used the affectionate nickname with her name following closely behind, it just seemed to enforce the boundaries now set. “i’m fine, thanks,” she muttered, crossing her arms over her chest and focusing a little too intently on the television. 

[lilacwiinearchive]

open to f/m/nb  – leah has serious feelings for your muse and instead of talking to them about it like a normal person, she decides the smartest thing to do is catfish them online. they can react however you like -- maybe they’d actually known and were just waiting to see if she would eventually say something.

“it’s me, alright?” leah snapped and the words came out all at once before she could stop herself. it had been amusing to her at first, hearing all about how head over heels they were for the girl they’d met on the dating app, not knowing it had been her all along. she hadn’t meant for it to go this far, with them eagerly pestering the non-existent girl every day now trying to set up dates or video calls. she was running out of excuses and hearing them go on and on about how perfect the girl was, she couldn’t take it anymore. “she’s not real! she’s made up. some pretty girl i got pictures from on the internet. i know your type. i know what you’d like. she’s all made up, okay?” she took a few shuddering breaths. terrified now that it was out in the open that she’d lose them. she couldn’t take it back, though. “i’m sorry.”