“I admitted everything I thought I did wrong once and it didn’t stop you from walking away. Oh, boo hoo, the only reason you’re here is to song and dance about how much you suffered. Where were you? Huh? I suffered too, but you weren’t there. You cut me out of your life and made your own world where I didn’t exist. All because your little teenage rebellion got shut down and I backed mom and dad. Congrats, Laila, that’s what the real world thinks now, too. You finally got what you wanted.”
“—— because you really know what i want, don’t you?? well i take it back ;; i wasn’t wrong, i’m not happy you’re here. NOW you’re right” shouldn’t have said that, she thinks, but she can’t shut her mouth&& just stop before it gets even worse. “i know i wasn’t there – that was the whole point of moving to a whole other country. i didn’t want to be there, i didn’t want to be stuck at home &&yeah, i didn’t want to see you either. nobody every called me selfless. i wanted to get away from all of you && it was one of the best things i could have done for me. but all because of teenage rebellion??? i was a kid, i was doing what kids do && i acted out ;; at least my bullshit didn’t nearly get someone killed.” breath catches “…i didn’t mean that. i swear i didn’t mean that.”
“Sorry about ruining your day off because someone called you. Look, if this is all this conversation is going to be, I’m going to go back to putting my life back together for the one thousandth time. It’s getting real old, but I’m starting to get good at it and might go pro.”
“i admitted i was wrong – what else do you want me to say?? that i cried for a week when they told me you were dead??? i went home for a day, i tried to be nicer to people. i just don’t wanna make a whole song && dance about it. go back to putting your life back together, whatever, god knows how you do that when the world thinks you died.”
this stranger knows more about her brother than she does. the thought occurs to her briefly&& she reminds herself quickly that it’s her own fault ( she’s the one that walked away) before she can acknowledge the sting of jealousy. the smile on her lips is REAL && if she thought it would be accepted she’d offer a hand in comfort. she’s far from the only one grieving. “i w i s h i could say something to — i don’t know. i haven’t talked to him in years to know what to say” she admits, guilt churns in her stomach “are you okay??”
“douche canoe” childishly fake coughs into her fist to cover the word, smiles at him like she’s completely innocent. it was the job of little sisters to be annoying, as she had been informed,&& she’d missed out on annoying him for too long. “sorry lin– i think i’m developing some allergies.”
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. )
“yes, it’s natural. but i’ve always thought that classic red was just peachy – the mark of a TRUE ROMANOV, y’know.” she beams. “keep the red, though, dear. blondes have more fun, but it suits you.”
“like blond, it’s not really for everyone i think. it can make you look SO pale if you’re not careful — i dyed mine in some teenage rebellion, been told i’m getting too old for that now.” rolls her eyes but g r i n s ;; not that thinking she’d pissed the blond off would have bothered her.
❝ listen, i got no plans to make either of them cry. that’s not who i am. so you don’t have to worry. but i’m glad we could get that out of the way right out of the gate. ❞
“good. according to daisy, you’re trustworthy enough —– you sound like a good kid. do me a favor && don’t mention me threatening you to anyone, technically i’m not supposed to be on base so this would go down like a lead balloon.”
“ technically you’re my ONLY aunt. and i haven’t seen you in forever !! ” // @aerokincticcont.
“technically, kiddo, you also have two adoptive aunts i need to compete with. i couldn’t get the time away but i did bring you some presents to make up for it.”
“you will never hear me say this again so you better appreciate it” grips her cup tightly, waiting for the coffee inside to cool to lukewarm && avoid burning her tongue. cold coffee, as she loved to preach, was the way forward. “i’m sorry for…disowning you, i guess. not my proudest moment looking back.”
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.
