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Janaina Medeiros
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
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@bookmans-lavi
「 ooc 」
{{ i’m no good at keepin’ on 2 blogs consistently. whoops. haven’t really had the energy to be on Tumblr at all for like the past 4 days or so?
needless to say, anytime i’m here i’m lookin’ for temporary stuff ‘cause i’m bad at keeping up with drafts. am i gonna reply to a few?? probably.
everyone is free to NOT reply if they think it’s freaky i actually replied so late. }}
The hardest battle you will ever have to fight is between who you are now and who you want to be.
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D.Gray-man: chapter 226 a lil gift for @kojiiro
pls, don’t delete this caption
hoo boi
God. I forget that you love D. Gray-Man. Who is your favorite Noah?
I actually love both he and Tyki equally, tho~
I miss these four..!
【Let’s begin our last journey, Tim!】 Somehow, all these years, that one single sentence struck a chord in my mind and I remembered it. I once drew an Allen Walker version years ago, but that is some kinda dark history by now I guess, since my digitals effing sucks at that time, HAHAHAHA!!!😂😂😂 I almost named this 【Nea, you lil shit】because he’s ANOTHER headshot that turned out to be more than a headshot, HAHAHAHA!!!
Print for Comic Fiesta Malaysia this coming 16th & 17th Dec 2017. Credits: Nea D. Campbell and Timcanpy from D.Gray-Man, characters are created by Hoshino Katsura sensei.
☆★ Lavi + outfits ★☆
( ft. Hoshino’s instagram )
happy new year?
[ hunt ]
Hunter nods, glancing at Lavi quietly. For a moment, he almost falls for the bookman’s charade of being an airheaded fool, too bright and playful for a holy war. But his training as a CROW picks up more on that, he cannot see past this young man’s mask, but he can see the very edge, knowing something lays beneath it. His guard remains up, despite this man before him being an ally in this hellish war.
❝ Pleasure to meet you, Lavi. My name is Hunter Stirling, I look forward to it, should we work together. ❞ He speaks, turning the page quietly.
❝ OOHH there’s no DOUBT that we will! ❞
Especially considering the fact that the Exorcists are now SHORT - HANDED since Rhode had gone on her Exorcist Hunt a while ago to find The Heart . At this point it’s all hands - on - deck . Setting his elbows on the table as he inspects the other , the redhead whistles a short tune .
❝ how long you been here, Hunt? ❞
Nickname extraordinaire .
[ yuu ]
He’s awake as usual shortly before the sun rises. Right now he meditates as the birds are chirping outside lively and for him this is a sign enough that there is no threat at all incoming by Akuma. A short smile appears on his lips as he checks if their clothing had dried enough so that they can continue to travel and hears the complaint of the redhead.
“This isn’t my jurisdiction, Usagi. So get up on your own, before I actually have to use Mugen“
❝ why’re you bein’ mean? i JUS’ woke up! ❞
The redhead props himself up on his elbows on top of the stiff and thin pillow , body ACHING as well as his NECK as he groans and scratches at his head . Feeling like he isn’t even being given ten minutes to reel himself out of slumber , slowly his hand grabs the sheets to toss them off as he sits up to stretch and then make his way to the restroom . Lavi is later out after twenty minutes , fully dressed .
❝ your turn, Yuu. ❞
[ beansprout ]
as lavi queries, allen continues to survey the people here today. it’s been a long time since he’s been here. given the amount of places he’s traveled, one would think he’d start to forget places like these. however, it’s the opposite; allen’s kept better track of his master’s finances than the man himself has, meaning allen is forced to remember the long laundry list of debts. suffice to say his memories aren’t very fond – even if it’s just a park ( but the people make the place, and the people here aren’t very nice – especially when they’re expecting payment ).
“ well, it happened to be in the area … which isn’t an uncommon occurrence when it comes to places that master … owes … ” his voice falls, softening as he recognizes someone, someone that couldn’t have forgotten about the apprentice with the scarred face and disfigured arm. before they can exchange glances, allen grabs lavi’s arm and drags him in the opposite direction.
for some reason, people seemed to think that master and apprentice shared finances ( like hell he’d let cross anywhere near his money; he’d die before using his own money to fill the hole cross dug for himself ). it wouldn’t be the first time someone approached allen expecting payment … though he has been saving up for the purpose of taking care of that debt. that doesn’t make it any less annoying when people act like his master’s debt is his responsibility.
“ — ah … sorry about that, i recognized someone that would be especially eager to see me, ” he’s already sized everyone up and could probably take them in a fight, especially if lavi backed him up, but it’s not like he wants to do that. he just wants to make some quick money and continue on his way. “ of course that man would be a regular for so long … master never makes things easy for me, ” he rambles, frustration overtaking any anxiety he had moments ago.
Ever since seeing Allen on the train with Krory , he never thought that he’d be THIS worked up over debts that Cross breeds faster than rabbits . After seeing that DEVILISHLY CLEVER side to the silver - haired teen , he should’ve FIGURED that something like this would happen as he covertly glances about to thankfully realize that it’s really only very FEW pairs of eyes that follow them , and in some cases he’s fairly sure that they’re watching them for how much they BOTH stand out . He hadn’t been ALONE with Allen like this since near the FIRST time they’d met , realizing as he discovers how Allen is now .
Making no efforts to avoid being strung along to avoid a pin - stripped - suited man [ who would no doubt NOT be lost in the crowd ] , the redheaded Junior Bookman has a SHARP gaze set on the back of Allen Walker’s head when he knows Allen is paying him no mind , neutral expression returning as they come to a halt . He listens closely about Cross , mentally picking apart what it is that Allen has to say about the mysterious and UNCOUTH man .
A TRULY odd pair .
❝ that guy’s GONNA show up again. ❞
As unfair as it is , Lavi DOES find it amusing that the shorter male has to work so HARD like this . For ONCE there is a human unlike any OTHER . It’s too easy that Allen isn’t the CUTE BOY that everyone takes him for . A large hand reaches out to dust off invisible dirt from the other’s shoulder before leaning his arm on the same shoulder .
❝ wanna give ‘im a run for his MONEY? ❞
Perhaps his affinity for PRANKS can finally come in handy for Walker .
Helen is browsing the library (the medical section, of course). She thought herself to be alone until she pulled one book out--revealing the redheaded bookman on the other side of the shelf. "..." The two lock eyes and...... HELEN PUTS THE BOOK BACK IN PLACE. COVERING HIS FACE. The slightest hint of a vein throbbing in her temple, as she does so.
Lavi knows this place better than the very BACK OF HIS HAND . It’s no coincidence that Helen ventures between two bookshelves and Lavi is right on the other side . Yes it’s true that he can’t be allowed to have emotional connections with other people , and while that may be true , it’s a NATURAL human fact that people group up . As much as The Clan PRETENDS they’re above that , it’s why Lavi unwillingly finds himself only a few feet across from the nurse , turning JUST as she pulls out a book .
It’s an UNNATURALLY hopeful smile that he’s not even AWARE is there .
It’s gone as soon as she shoves that book from whence it came .
@guaritrice
@satanstories :: WOW LIZ GIVE ME YOUR DISCORD
fuckin’ catch me first
[ girly ]
@bookmans-lavi // plotted starter as requested!
Miya moves with the midday crowd, perhaps one of the busiest times of day on a weekend. As usual, she’s got an agenda–a list of places to go and things to get done now that she’s back in town after spending the past six months in Towada, Japan. Even with ice blue eyes fixated on her phone ( and the hasty texts from her older brother ), she hardly jostles any passerby, effortlessly weaving between people.
There’s a moment in which someone catches her eye as her gaze raises from the digital screen and adjusts the weighted backpack slung over one of her shoulders. Though, a hair color with such vibrancy would catch anyone’s attention. Her interest doesn’t last long, gaze returning to the phone in her hands. The only thought that lingers is the fact that a red that bright had to be from a bottle.
Talk about being PRODUCTIVELY PROTECTIVE . History majors aren’t something that the redhead would call CHALLENGING . His adopted grandfather , a World History professor at the university he’s attending , is all about filling up the redhead’s time because his Eidetic Memory makes schooling TOO EASY for him especially considering history is a lot about memorizing as well as studying events on your own to come to your own conclusion or finding your own clues . The latter takes up time , the former does NOT hence the reason he wanders around the mall bazaar .
So when he’s wandering around and happens to catch sight of an awfully PRETTY Japanese girl , without even meaning to and not in the SUPERFICIAL way , he stops in his tracks as hairs stand on END . He’s not sure if this is true - love - at - first - sight , yet she’s CALLING to him in her nonchalant ignorance of his presence as she passes by and he looks after her . Feet are turning the OPPOSITE way without even meaning to as he tries to PLACE her , for once STRUGGLING to remember although his brain says there’s SOMETHING .
We are dying from overthinking. We are slowly killing ourselves by thinking about everything. Think. Think. Think. You can never trust the human mind anyway. It’s a death trap.
Anthony Hopkins
10 Simple Ways You Can Break the Habit of Overthinking
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