“i heard someone listening to paramore earlier, got really s c a r e d i was back in 2009. scary time – i had green hair for a month cause i thought it was cool.” //open starter
There was not much difference between his height with wearing shoes & with out. He was tall, that much was clear, & it was at least easier than being short. Then again, there were always problems involved —- hitting his head happened at times, but that was the least of his worries ( if he was being completely honest ).
❝ I wouldn’t exactly call it justice. More like…. the universe just decided that I should be taller than most. ❞ Of course, he couldn’t complain —- being tall was something that the man enjoyed & he always made sure to use his height when the situation called for it,
❝ You get used to it after a while. ❞
“you get used to it– the rest of us get to glare at you for it && HOPE it’s dangerous up there” her fellow vertically challenged friends didn’t actually seem to be as annoyed at tall people as her, they definitely didn’t glare at everyone over 6ft. she doesn’t really care no one else ever seems to share her opinion —- she doesn’t need to mention it.
she doesn’t like to stay still;; she’s always found it h a r d to stay in place for more than a few minutes && it’s getting harder to keep her hands on her hips to try && seem taller than she is. bounces on the balls of her feet a little to placate herself “it’s the only justice i can think of — if we have to hurt our necks trying to look you people in the eye then it’s only fair that most doorways aren’t tall enough for you.”
His face softens, the words throwing him off. “I don’t need you to apologize.” He lifts his shoulders in a shrug, looking anywhere but at her. “I wasn’t going through a good time, you had every right to ditch my ass.” Her leaving had momentarily made things worse but what mattered now is that she was back and he was better.
“i kinda do though – i’ve been told it was a dick move by a few people. not in those words but the meaning was there” half smile on her lips, glances up at him && risks a sip of coffee. grimaces at the burn in her throat, sets it down && laces her hands together awkwardly. “it didn’t mean it was right. family is supposed to stick together, according to hollywood anyway, i should have tried to stick it out. i probably could have at least locked you in the bathroom for a couple of days to see if it’d help.”
drink bland, she takes a sip every few minutes && tries not to gag. that’s not her style. “——- does yours taste like it came from a tap or is it just mine??“
there was no denying that the question was unexpected —– he didn’t even think that being tall was a problem ( unless you counted the countless girlfriends who dragged him down, but that was another story ). he couldn’t change it — well, he could try, but there was still a certain pride into being taller than most ( he thought it was most at least ).
he could look down on everyone around him; the sense of superiority was something that was enjoyable ( even if he would never admit it ), & that was why he took in a deep breath & then let it out as slowly as possible before he finally spoke,
❝ it’s GOD given, i’m afraid. ❞
snorts at the mention of god, a habit she doesn’t plan on kicking any time soon despite some of the dirty looks from little old ladies she didn’t expect it from, && tries to casually check how thick the soles of his shoes are. she’s never been good at subtlety but she confirms that yes, he is tall without the help of thick soles && heels. that possibly just bugs her m o r e.
hands on her hips, her nails DIG into the waistband of her jeans to stop her hands slipping into her pockets && making her look smaller. she doesn’t want to loose that extra half inch. “then gods an asshole” she replies seriously, the same thing she usually says about the universe for inventing people over 6ft. “at least you probably hit your head on doorways. that’s justice.”
blinks twice before realizing she might be nearly a foot shorter than him, it throws a bit of a problem in her way. it makes it a lot harder to be intimidating when she has to glare UP && possibly still has paint on her face ( she needs better soap&& a pair of gloves. ) she still does her best && keeps in mind if she really needs to she can create a strong enough gust of wind that he’s knocked on his ass.
“how the fuck are you that tall??” it slips out, she’s partly disappointed in herself considering her brothers height ( she’s spent the last few years surrounding herself with people under 6ft. )
welcome to the rules page, ngl most of these are the standard you see everywhere but some are p important so please try && make it through. i’ll give you brownies. i’m Kita, i'm 17, at college redoing my a-levels after i failed terribly && I am TRASH for the bad guys, sort of worryingly. never be afraid to hmu &&, for the record, just call me trash or bitch to be my friend really.
general
this is a blog for an oc sibling of lincoln campbell, which i would hope you’d know before following tbh, but the same goes here on my ori blog -- no hate on oc siblings or children pls. laila isn’t getting in the way of lincolns story line && only comes into any of this after the season 3 finale.
triggers
there will be some triggers here, as with all my blogs. her brothers alcoholism will more than likely be referenced && it also had a large effect on her. she herself dealt with her own issues in childhood && is known to try && change others bc she feels she should have stuck around to try && help lincoln. i’ll tag these things when i see them but occasionally some stuff will slip through -- just lemme know && i’ll fix it.
mains && exclusives
i’m always here for mains, ngl, it’s v nice to have someone i know is always down for me coming at them with plots. i will only have 3 mains for one character at a time &&obviously there’s a difference between ship && full exclusivity. my exclusive && mains list is here.
woops, time to be an asshole
there’s some fcs i don’t feel very comfortable rping with based on things i can’t really get past. that’s my problem && all but this is MY blog && if we don’t really know each other && you have one of these fcs i probably won’t want to rp with you -- holland roden, colton haynes.
shipping
i'm open to any ship tbh but as previously mentioned, laila has a habit of trying to change the people around her which doesn't make very great relationships as you can imagine.
smut
i’m seventeen so smut is a no no&& i don’t see it ever being a yes either.
following
i am both selective &&private. this means i will only RP with mutuals && even then may be selective. it’s just something for my mental health&& to help me manage my time better. i do not follow personal blogs unless i know the person well or they post stuff i like most of the time. i reserve the right to unfollow at any time but I’m happy to provide a why.
icons
i make all of my icons with time && effort. i cap them myself && they are under no circumstances up for public use. i do commissions&& if you can’t afford it i do sometimes accept requests too.
replies
i’m not a fast replier in general. please don’t expect me to spit them out very fast because it won’t happen. most things go in my drafts && some are queued. i have a busy life&& that makes it hard to be on top of all my shit.
formatting
i format my posts with tiny text&& usually 55px icons however you NEVER need to match it. if you have sight problems please tell me&& i’ll be careful with how i format.
plotting
i love to plot things honestly. gimme all the pre-established relationships&& aus. plotting is great. i'm also hella here to plot things with lincs where she didn't cut contact with him completely.
memes
always feel free to send me a meme. you don’t have to but if you do && want to turn it into a thread?make a new post && tag me.
bit of trouble. ten years younger than her brother, she grows up idolising him && pleads ignorance to his drinking problem until she can't anymore. faced with the reality of putting people on a pedestal, she lashed out selfishly.
never happy. at 18, having already disowned her brother && refusing to take it back, she moves to paris with a friend to chase her dreams. she doesn't get much closer to happiness && channels the guilt of leaving her brother into changing those around her instead.
guilty mind. when she goes through terrigensis alone, she keeps it her little secret. that is until shield comes to her door to inform her of her brothers heroic sacrifice. guilt hits her hard for never making up with him && she offers daisy help if she ever needs it, for her brother.
nada yet
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tba
BASIC INFORMATION
FULL NAME: laila elle campbell
NICKNAME: la la, airhead, elle
AGE: 21
BIRTH DATE: 20/03/1995
POWER: aerokinesis
ETHNICITY: white
GENDER: cis female
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: bi (leans towards girls)
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: ditto
RELIGION: athiest
SPOKEN LANGUAGE:english, french
CURRENT LIVING CONDITIONS: appartment in paris (shared with friend)
OCCUPATION: artist
RELATIONSHIPS
PARENTS: mr && mrs campbell
SIBLINGS: lincoln campbell (older brother; deceased)
a private,selective blog for an oc sister of lincoln campbell from marvels agents of SHIELD on abc.
my job to save
canon compliant. au && fandom flexible. happy to adapt. please be aware, TRIGGERING CONTENT will be found on this blog. est. 29.03.17. long periods of low activity.
STATS
0 drafts&& 0 inbox as of 29.03.17. accepting new plots.