Keep Your Head Up

Independent Roleplay Blog for Lenalee Lee of D. Gray-Man! *Theme Under Construction!* M!A: N/A - Accepting! Tracking: crystallinegrace Tumblr Prom Date: Lavi/All-The-Strikes

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M!A Bodyswap: Closed with LaviBun

[lavibun]

The sound of someone banging on the door before throwing it open rather violently roused Lavi from his slumber, and in his hazy state the redhead almost thought he heard his own voice shouting his name. Hah. Bleary eyes blinking open and falling on the unfamiliar room, he sat up with a groan before freezing in place. Not only had that not been his voice at all, no, the person who had barged into these quarters was… him.

"What." he deadpanned, staring at himself in disbelief so big he wasn’t even capable of hysterics anymore. He knew this voice, though, even if it rarely spoke in this tone, and confused hues looked down at his petite, slender fingers and the feminine form beneath a simple nightgown. And it clicked.  "Lenalee?!" his already high voice cracked into falsetto.

Now he was alert, jumping out of bed and almost stumbling over his own feet, not used to being this tiny nor this petite, the world looking strange from this angle. And with two eyes. Huh. “I- wait, what- but how-” Walking past her and over to the mirror of her  make up desk, Lavi stared, dumbfounded, at the form of a rather sleepy Lenalee, and the sloppily dressed figure of himself standing in the background. 

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    Lenalee stood in the doorway, waiting for Lavi to catch up with what had happened. She half expected the Bookman-in-training to already be awake, but there he was... Sitting in her bed... Looking like her. 

    It was odd to see herself in someone else's eyes rather than looking at her own figure in the mirror. Somehow she looked a bit different - But maybe that was because of the eye-patch getting in the way of her vision. 

    Lenalee jumped as he sprung out of bed clumsily, catching up to Lavi and placing her hands on... Her own shoulders, this will definitely be difficult to get used to, she looked in the mirror as well. "I don't know..." She observed the two of them in the mirror... She was so tall and high up and she suddenly became how aware of... A guy she was right now.

    "Laaavi..." she started, looking down at him, "We have to get this fixed right now - I can't shower like you or or go to the bathroom!" 

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Online!

((Hi guys! I'll be doodling and attempting drafts ;7;))

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M!A Bodyswap: Closed with LaviBun

    Lenalee woke up that morning feeling... Different. She couldn't quite pinpoint what it was, though. Stretching and sitting up in her bed, she figured she might as well begin her day. 

    Something very peculiar happened when she got up, though. The bleary girl felt something heavy on her eye -She couldn't see out of it. Then, the gasp that escaped her lips seemed rather manly. Looking down at her hands, she noticed they were much wider, boney and calloused. 

    "What in the--" She slapped a hand to her mouth in shock. Was that... Lavi's voice? Suddenly it hit her, "Oh no..." Every so carefully, she got out of bed and noticed she was not in her room, but in Lavi's. "Oooooh no... This is not good..." Not only was hearing the voice of Lavi come out of her vocals strange, but so was carrying the body of someone else entirely. This can't be happening, she thought and approached the mirror in the messy bedroom.

    She stood close and pulled at her's - Lavi's cheeks and examined the change closely. "Where's my body?!" she said to herself in the mirror and gasped once again, "I need to find Lavi!" 

    Throwing on some clothes, Lenalee rushed to her room, opening the door immediately, "LAVI?! SOMETHING TERRIBLE HAS HAPPENED."

[lavibun]

m!a change body with lenalee for 3 days

{omfg omfg -flails- ACCEPTED!and I asked crystalline-grace if she would like to participate, so her and my muse have now swapped bodies for 3 days!}

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[chemistry-and-lemon-soda-deacti]

"Hey Reever! Have you heard about the party we're throwing in a couple days?" Lenalee asked, approaching the scientist.

"A party?" Reever thinks back, through the seas of papers and beret related antics and numbers and, of course, more papers…He doesn’t recall any mention of a party. And in the midst of all the tiring things of the order, he likes to think he would remember something removed—something fun.

"I don’t think I have. Why are you throwing a party?"

Even in his confusion, Reever smiles down at Lenalee. It always makes him feel just a little less tired when she’s smiling….

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    Lenalee giggles and is happy to see Reever smiling about the matter. It was nothing big, really. Just something she randomly decided to plan out!

    "Well... Things seemed kind of drab here and I wanted to light it up! Figured we could all use some good food, fun dancing and well... Something to lighten up the place!" she smiled brightly at him, "And don't worry - everything is in budget. It's not going to be too fancy." 

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Closed RP: Still Alive But I'm Barely Breathing || Chemistry-and-Lemon-Soda and Crystalline-Grace ||

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He raps his knuckles on the back of the door—he frowns when she doesn’t answer. He leans forward but he can’t hear anything from the other side. It already dark outside, just after dinner, and he hasn’t seen Lenalee all day…

How hadn’t he noticed the difference earlier? Why had it taken until he was waiting, thoughtlessly expecting the tray of clinking cups and steaming coffee she usually brings in the evening? Could he really have missed the strange and unsettling quiet, the melancholy that hides in the corners, the shadows, almost forgotten, when she’s not around? 

There isn’t much that brings peace past the Order’s thick, stone walls. Lenalee’s smile is the brightest of them.

Eventually Reever tries the knob and, when it doesn’t resist, pushes the door open. Komui would probably send a new Komrin after him if he knew he was going into Lenalee’s room. Friendship and work ethic wouldn’t mean much against the protection of his little sister. 

But then again…Komui wouldn’t want her to be alone, either.

As the door soundlessly open Reever is worried by how dark the room is. The evening is settling in, taking any light that might have livened the room up barely an hour ago. Now, however, with the sun down and the lights off, it’s all Reever can to to fumble against the wall until his palm finds the light switch. The small room is thrown into light and in the back of his mind, Reever swears.

He should have noticed sooner. 

Running a hand through his hand and sighing, worried, he closes the door and sits on the mattress—Komui would be really pissed about that. Maybe evne more than he’d be upset at the hand that touches the tense, trembling muscles at Lenalee’s shoulder blades.

"You could have just said you didn’t want to bring us coffee," he says, his voice gentle and his laugh small. Seeing her like this—it hurts in his chest. It sits, thick and worried, beneath his ribs and reminds him of another time she looked like this…He knows jokes, even gentle ones, won’t help, won’t make it better, but all other words, just now, seem lost to him. His smile falters as he pushes he hair back from her face. 

"You don’t have to hide." 

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    Upon hearing and seeing the door open, Lenalee jumps and accidentally let's out a short cry. In her current position, being around people probably wasn't going to be beneficial and having them just walk in suddenly ease her nerves. She pulled her knees close to her chest and cried softly. For little reason, she was so overwhelmed. Her emotions were all flooding out at once.

    Everything seemed so dark and nothing was ever going to be okay. Maybe she should just end it all - Something she considered not too long ago. If it weren't for the false hopes everyone planted inside her mind, her suffering could have been taken care of, long over. 

    At this point, she felt it'd be better to feel nothing at all instead of all this sadness, hatred and bitterness that was hiding among her. Just a fragile layer of glass was covering all these emotions. But suddenly, the smallest pin had dropped and the layer of protection had shattered. 

    When the lights turned on, she jumped in surprise. The lost girl looked up to see a man whom she knew very well. Reever was someone who would want to talk to her about how she was feeling but... She didn't want to talk at all. Not ever. She didn't want to be here, to cause people to worry about someone as pathetic as herself. She looked down and tried to bury herself as far away as possible. She didn't want her toxicity infecting him. 

    "Leave me alone." she croaks, refusing to look up at him again. 

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"Can you walk?" //don't my me while i spam you with thins hahahahaaha /innocent face//

Injury Inspired Starter Sentences

"Can you walk?"

((Oh gosh, hello JPP! Don’t be afraid to spam me bbu~))

"Yes, Timothy I should be fine!" Lenalee got up nervously and attempted to walk a few steps. Although she was rather shaky and the pain shooting up her leg was great, she had experienced worse pains. "See? Completely fine." she strained a smile, "And How are you? Anything hurting?" she inquired.

[yesrichesandbitches]

 Timothy looks up—he hadn’t been fully listening to her, concentrating very much on helping her. His height makes it a very difficult thing, but he’s determined. And he’s thinking, also, about what he can do for her once they’re back in the Order…

"Uh—yeah…" He looks up at the golem fluttering over his head. he’s never actually used one of these before…Klaud showed him how, once, but she’s usually the one calling the Order.

A little uncertain Timothy stretches up on tiptoes, so it’s not so high above him, and says, “Hey..! Lenalee and I need a gate!” He pauses, frowns, and adds, “Hurry up!”

He glances up at Lenalee as he fidgets impatiently. He wants to get back where it’s safe….where Lenalee won’t get hurt anymore.

He makes a noise like a yelp of relief when the gate snaps open, a glowing entrance in front of them. Timothy scrambles forward—and has to hastily apologize when he yanks poor Lenalee forward. It’s a relief when they go through the ark and step out onto the familiarity of the Order. His home—their home.

He tugs Lenalee forward, forgetting in his eagerness to help her that he wants to help her because she’s hurt. “Come on! We’re home! You need bandages and stuff!”

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    Lenalee nods as Timothy made his efforts to use the golem to get in touch with the others. She hadn't noticed that usually all the older people on missions used them and told him not to worry about it, until just now. Maybe when they got back and she was feeling better, she could bring it up to her brother that everyone should know how to use them to the best of their abilities... Just in case someone else got hurt - Like their situation right now. But since Timothy was such a smart young boy, he was able to figure it out.

    "Good job, Timothy." she struggles to give him a small smile because of the intense pain she's feeling but - she's felt worse, right? Compared to the other horrors she's faced, this was only a minor blip in her career as an exorcist. 

    She holds onto him as he cries out from the gate opening. Feeling relieved and glad to almost be home, she trails along with him, "I know, Timothy! Just take it easy... I'm hurting, remember?"

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✎

send me a “✎” and ill draw your muse

((the lighting in my room stinks, I'm sorry))

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((OMG <33))

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✎

send me a "✎" and ill draw your muse

((haha it's really quick and he looks super unamused but I hope you like it >////<))

[livvydevee-deactivated20130524]

Your muse just walked in on mine being physically abused. Leave in my ask your muses reaction

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send me a "✎" and ill draw your muse

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Lavi writes "caution: contents hot" high across Lenalee's chest (Like, almost as high as her neck. Any lower and he'd probably get a nose bleed and wake her up. XD)

    Lenalee wakes up from her nap, feeling refreshed. Stretching and getting up to fix her hair, she looks in the mirror to see… Something she wasn’t expecting.

    “H-Huh?!” she gasped and looked down at her chest and back at her reflection. Who would do such a thing?! 

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"Why are you asking?"Allen inquired mostly curious the rest embarrassed.

    "I don't know! No one ever told me, so I figured I'd ask you... Because we're friends and all..." Lena replied quietly. She shrugged and sat up, brushing it away "Nevermind, Allen... I'm sorry I said anything. Don't worry about it, okay?"

[frommemetoyou]

SEND MY MUSE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING! (BIRDS AND THE BEES VERSION)

"Well you see, when a man and a woman…"

"When you love someone very much…"

"Why are you asking?"

"Did you get someone pregnant?"

"Babies? They sort of just… happen, you open the door and there it is, on the step in a basket."

"The stork delivers them."

"If you pray hard enough, you get a baby for a present."

"Don’t kiss anyone, that’s how babies happen."

"If you get pregnant, you’ll die."

"How? Well you push and they just come out…"

"Can’t you ask your mother about this?"

"Isn’t your dad supposed to tell you about this?"

"Well, the bee sort of flies to the flowers and swaps around the seeds and that’s how you make babies…"

"What do you mean you already know where babies come from?"

"No, we’re not making you a baby brother for Christmas."

"Sex? Uh… sex is something that you don’t need to know about…"

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Number 8!

Without looking, put a number between 1-42 in my ask box!

8. Your muse is dead and haunting mine.

((Interesting!))

    Lenalee lay down in her bed late at night, under the covers and consumed in the darkness, except for what shone through her window. Hearing things. I am just hearing things. She sighed deeply and covered her ears. 

    The young woman could swear that she was able to hear her dear friend speaking to her. Other’s told her it was the wind, she was thinking about it too much. And usually she’d agree with them. During the day it was easy to ignore it. But when she was in her room late at night, Aki’s whispers were the only thing she could hear. 

    "Stop it… Please just stop, you’re scaring me…" she whispered. If only she could have saved Aki on that mission, she wouldn’t be in fear every night. 

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Without looking, put a number between 1-42 in my ask box! [grab bag edition]

So you all know how these go, below the cut is a list of 42  RP prompts that came to me. If you’re feeling extra brave, reblog without looking! This list has a nice mix of shippy, non-shippy, fluffy, cracky, angsty, nsfw, and sfw and such forth. Who knows what you’ll get?  *Also gender and sexuality neutral!

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