𝐂 𝐑 𝐘 𝐒 𝐓 𝐀 𝐋 𝐋 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄

𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺   𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥   𝘮𝘦   𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰   𝘢   𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘯   &  𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥   𝘮𝘦   𝘵𝘰   𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦   𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙚                                                                                independant lenalee lee of d.gray-man.                                  𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟐

[allenzwalker]

Lenalee (the cutie) Lee (๑♡⌓♡๑)

[darkbootsofblood]

{ ooc: hello! it’s been .. some time now! :emoji-eyes: how about a inbox call? i’ll either go through your memes or send you something original. and also a reverse invitation for everyone to do the same & send me stuff!  }

[reperiire]

@darkbootsofblood​​ asked :: “ Violet hues chase after Calera, darting back and forth across the room as she bustled around to gather her things “ But, you just returned, Cal. Your injuries haven’t fully healed yet. ” Brows pinch together as she marches over, hand, gently resting over her friend’s own to prevent her from heaving more supplies into the backpack. “ Please, wait. ” ”

Jostled at the touch of her friend, she forced her hand to still. A silent prayer given to God that her wounds would not be so painful as to betray her the moment she let herself stop. Nothing grave, nothing dangerous. Yet she feared Lena might have already clued into the way one of her shoulders was sitting lamer than the other. Torn, popped from its socket - she could not tell and the order had not cared to learn which. It was minor considering the grave state so many soldiers had returned in as of late, it wasn’t for her to concern herself with. 

     I don’t want you to worry about me as well. 

A few breaths taken to calm her nerves before she turned to a soldier - a friend - who had gone to war in far worse of a state than she. And she smiled. Pulling her hand away from the other’s touch only long enough to place the loaded pack of medical supplies in a flap filled to the brim, yet organized to the point where she might be able to pull anything out she needed within a second’s notice ( if she managed to have that much time to react ). Letting the satchel drop with a thud onto the sheets of her bed as she reached out to clasp her hand in Lenalee’s. Gripping it tight - even as her smile betrayed the hint of a wince from her shoulder’s strain. 

“There’s nothing to wait for, Lena!” Warmth made the bulk of her voice. Strong .. yet tinted with a sliver of resignation. For as much as the finder might try to show confidence - her friend wasn’t the only one concerned. “ I’ll - I’ll be just fine. If the nurses thought it best to release me for an assignment, then I should be good to go, right? ”

     Was it really the nurses that gave their assent? 

Her better arm reached over to pick up her pack. Setting the strap over her neck with practiced ease - fighting back a muted yelp the moment the weight tugged at her shoulder. Rocking her head back as if to ride the momentary wave of pain before she shook her head, reaching up to wipe aside strewn about locks of chestnut as she looked to Lenalee with a chuckle. 

“ I’ll be home before you know it. I’ll even give you a message over my golem when I get there, if you’re really that worried. ”

     Heaven knows I would be too.

[lotusdelusion]

@darkbootsofblood  said: Slender digits enclose around the sides of his cheek from behind, gently tilting his head up to meet her violet hues. " Why must you insist on eating alone? " She chuckles, pressing a sweet kiss to his forehead before sliding onto the bench beside him, " I know I was out on a mission, but I didn't forget. So even though I know you don't care for it much and its a little late ... happy birthday, Kanda. "

❖┋(  HAPPY ( late ) FUCKING WHATEVER, KANDA! ┋  ———   ┋ ♡  Lenalee   )  ！

Sweet  (  and  perhaps  embarrassing  )  pleasure  extends  from  the  skin  touched  to  the  base  of  the  skull,  delivering  shivers  to  his  spine.  Solid  body,  in  turn,  goes  numb  so  as  to  offer  little  or  no  resistance  just  as  soon  as  the  pleasant  and  so  intimately  familiar  voice  reaches  his  ears.  He  leans  backwards,  sharp  features  adorned  by  a  countenance  of  apparent  indifference,  although  overflowing  tenderness  filled  that  creature  little  given  to  demonstrations  of  intimacy.  At  that  point,  after  so  many  years  of  seemingly  peaceful  coexistence  and  mutual  companionship,  there  should  be  no  longer  anything  worthy  of  surprise  between  the  two.

Eyes  dare  to  close  to  appreciate  this  candid  moment  of  momentary  peace,  little  there  is  space  for  worry  about  possible  and  inevitable  glances  thrown  in  their  direction.  Some  full  of  envy,  others  infected  by  the  tenderness  of  the  scene,  but  none  capable  of  moving  the  phoenix  gaze  framing  the  blue  irises  away  from  his  object  of  affection.   ❛❛ You  know  that  missions  are  our  top  priority, ❜❜    That’s  what  he  says,  or  rather,  desperately  convinces  himself  of.  Serene  tone  remains,  almost  incompatible  with  the  image  of  insensible  and  hysterical  man  built  for  anyone  else  in  that  madhouse  of  headquarters,  except,  perhaps,  only  for  her.    ❛❛ I  can’t  care  less  about  one  day  or  another. ❜❜    He  pauses  while  calmly  and  perhaps  even  unconsciously  the  body  leans  towards  his  companion,  before  the  words  almost  absent-mindedly  slip  past  the  thin  lips:    ❛❛ Your  words  are  enough. ❜❜

                                 ———————————  just  you,  and  you  alone,  are  enough.

[loisnclark]

𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 !

    do   you   want   a   certain   kind   of   ship   with   my   muse  ?   check   out   the   key   below   &   send   me   a   symbol   to   tell   me   what   kind   of   ship   you   want   !     note  :    my   muse   =   blog   owner’s   muse     /     your   muse   =   sender’s   muses

romantic relationships !

💘  friends to lovers ❣️  enemies to lovers 💜  love at first sight 💙  slow burn 💚  skinny love 💔  exes to lovers again 🖤  on again , off again

familial relationships !

🌼  older sibling 🌺  younger sibling 👭  twins 🌻  friends like siblings 🍃  cousins 🌵  parental

friend relationships !

☀️   best friends 🌦   enemies to friends 🌈   friends since childhood  ⛅️  friends of circumstance  ☁️  school friends  🌩  friends from traumatic experiences

enemy relationships !

🔪   friends to enemies 💣   stole something from my muse 🔦   stole something from your muse 🗡   bullied my muse 🔫   bullied your muse ⚔️   family feud 🛠   fueds between mutual friends ❌   guilty by association

[darkbootsofblood]

𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐘 𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒 — throughout the land; its howl sweeping the clearing as wings thrashed and spiraled into the trees. And then the world was stilled for all of a chilling moment. They shriek, desperate cries falling to none as they tried to take flight. The sound of armor approaching leaving little time to flee, just the bitter reality of facing the human who brought her down. Another pained wail echoes throughout the woods as large fangs rip at the steel piercing through their scales and tears it free. Perhaps they’d have some sliver of a chance to reason if they’d worn a guise suitable for whomever would reveal themselves soon enough. An ethereal light envelopes their battered frame for all of a moment, ill aware of the paladin watching as they adorned themselves in glamor. Raven tresses fall over her slender shoulders, her elegant hanfu embellished in teals and beige. But even magic would do little to hide the ichor bleeding through her clothes. A pained gasp as she keels over, clawed nails gripping at the fabric where she’d been pierced. It bleeds through the gaps of her fingertips, violet eyes wildly spinning around until they fall upon brown locks and honey eyes. A human form is not suitable for an injury like this and she gives way, shakily reaching out a hand to the other woman.

“  Please, help me.   ”

plotted starter for @reperiire​​

[darkbootsofblood]

Okay, but hear me out .. your muse is patrolling the outskirts of their village as leading warrior when they see a wyvern fall from the sky, pitched down by arrows in its side. Your muse readies to attack, having never seen a dragon, but before they can deliver the blow, it transforms. And standing before them is my muse-- arrows adorned in their back. They reach out a hand to your muse and in a hushed voiced, plead, “Help me.”

who gonna plot this with me? HM??? HMMMMM???

[flockcall]

     A finder and an exorcist taking a much deserved break <3

[reperiire]

     ‘ @darkbootsofblood      They deserve to be happy ;; ’

[darkbootsofblood]

cpirits·:

[ @darkbootsofblood·· – liked && got Kanda!! ]

( ** ✧✧✧･ ———    Looking down at his food, Kanda pushed it around on his tray. His gaze was almost burning, as if he had some kind of grudge against what the cooks had served that day. Though it wasn’t that– he was thinking…

       “  Kanda!  ”

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 metal tray against the top of his head, a gentle way to garner his attention after calling out his name with no response. With a sigh, she moves around from the back of his seat, taking place on the bench across from him,  “  Jeez, did you hear me? I wanted to know if I could sit with you. The cafeteria is pretty full.   ”

[darkbootsofblood]

@breakingreality​ said, “Kenji: "... Dang, everyone's asking if you're okay. 'course yer not okay. But we can work on that can we? Tell me, want some hot chocolate or something? I can cook for ya whatever you wanna. Like, some comfort food or somethin'"

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 on her sleeve — always has; it’s no surprise when concerned faces crowd her visage, pining for an answer she hasn’t quite reached. No, she’s not okay, but a smile is easier to wear then burdening those around her with her apprehensions. And she lets it fall gracefully against her features, smoothly reassuring friends and family alike to discern themselves with her. ‘ I’m okay.’ she’d reassure. A practiced, tired routine. A slow sigh spills from her lips, almost missing the presence that settled in the bench next to her when she’d snuck away. Violets look to the familiar red locks, beginning to open her mouth to speak when he’d addressed her. He’s candid, but she wasn’t expecting the kind offer. For a moment she’s stunned silent, babbled confusion sputtering, “ Wh .. b - but you don’t ..” She begins to reply before stopping herself. He hadn’t forced her to convey the depths of her mind. He just wanted to bring her some comfort. She lets out a slow breath, a sheepish smile lighting up her face.

“  Comfort food sounds really ... nice … can I cook it with you? You know I get restless if I have to sit still for too long. Maybe we can eat together?  ”

[feverdreamsuggestion]

Someone asks if you’re ok. The words don’t make sense. You ask them to repeat themselves. Someone asks if you’re ok. The words don’t make sense.

[whumpster-dumpster]

Character A tilting Character B’s chin up to get a better look at their face and the evidence of the fight. A delicately thumbs away the streak of blood by B’s mouth, saying nothing as they examine it. After a brief pause, B’s heart skips a nervous beat as A looks them dead in the eyes. Their voice is quiet and tense, their anger barely restrained.

“Who did this to you?”

[darkbootsofblood]

lullblade·:

It’s been …

The words hung in the air, the Water Pillar forced to marinate in their vague presence as she fought to process the time. It didn’t bode well that it took her several seconds to recall the last time she’d physically seen her relative and while her voice had remained optimistic up until this point, Giyuu understood the underlying hardship had shook her to her core. Loss had a way of shattering any resolve, the feeling was unlike any other and it left you feeling empty, hopeless, without a purpose. Up until now she had found her purpose, to search for her brother; though even Giyuu knew that as weeks turned to months and months to years it would only grow increasingly hard to locate him.

〝 Six years, 〞 his lips mutter as his gaze shifts away for the briefest of moments, Giyuu forcing himself to be optimistic in the face of overwhelming odds. Six years without seeing someone you were actively looking for was insane, it had to pain her to continue; though as she put it— what else had she to lose?

〝 I understand. 〞

His gaze retracted back to her, cerulean orbs peerless in their depth and intensity. His visage was calm, though determined as he offered her a gentle, reassuring smile.

〝 I’ll help you find your brother. I’m Giyuu by the way.. I don’t think I properly introduced myself. 〞

𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 against her chest, gripping at the fabric of her cheongsam — silently preparing for the inevitable spiel concerning her sanity. The pitiful disdain for the fruitless mission she’d dedicated her life to resolving. But the words never befell her expectant ears, unanticipated thoughtfulness behind azure hues as they looked away. She hadn’t even noticed the breath she’d held when he replied, violets widening ever so slightly. “Y - you will .. ?” She nearly doubled over in relief, such simple words and yet, so encouraging. Her lips lift into a vibrant smile, smaller hand extended towards him. “Giyuu.” She repeated, committing the name to memory. “I’m Lenalee!” She rests her other hand over his own, gently, lulling her voice to near whisper, “Thank you .. that means .. more than I could ever explain.” A small nod as she pulls away, glancing around the clearing. Dense, grey clouds looming over the forest. If it were to rain soon, the smartest decision would be to make way to the nearest town.

“I .. would I be keeping you from your own assignments? ”

[darkbootsofblood]

thevvolf·:

      “Can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic, missy.” Tetsuo crosses his arms. She was referring to him alongside the drunk men that surrounded them, right? “I’m quite proud of my intelect, y’know?” He taps the side of his head with a finger, letting a smile appear on his face.

𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐇𝐔𝐌 slips from her lips, knuckles resting beneath her chin as she traded glances between the patrons. “ Are you now?  ” Her violets rest back at his visage, a small smile curving her lips. “ Care to indulge me? Maybe our interests align and you can help me with something. ” 

[memories]

Incredible, but true: @raiiju deserves to have a good day today.

[darkbootsofblood]

hey guys!! i’m going to be returning by the end of this upcoming week when my semester has ended. my workload will be significantly less so i can spend more time here. also i’m really dying to plot in lenalee’s dragon lore. like dying. i’ve got some angsty romance ideas that i would die to see happen. literally die. so y’know if thats your thing. let a girl know.

[onlyred]