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{ Independent Lavi RP Blog } || Previously kottakokoro || Take me down to the river bend Take me down to the fighting end Wash the poison from off my skin Show me how to be whole again Relationship Status: [ bound by the red string ]

[the49thbunny]

[sogiitas-deactivated20190902]

Ever since then I’ve been able to see the soul within an akuma. At first I thought it was because Mana cursed me… so as punishment I wanted to become an exorcist. But as I started to see more akuma, I noticed they don’t cry to express sorrow. They cry to express love for those who made them into an akuma. As if they are trying to tell them why they weren’t strong enough to live. So it isn’t really punishment, but I still wanted to live as an exorcist. This curse is my destiny… akuma are sad beings. They should never exist in this world! That is why I will destroy them! Happy 10th Anniversary D.Gray-man (31.05.2004 - 2014)

[betrayal-for-a-friend]

[⌘] Gentlemen's Club || Mafia AU [⌘] lavihhh & betrayal-for-a-friend

[betrayal-for-a-friend]

[ℋ9] || The first impression of H-neun’s new partner hadn’t been half as bad. At least from his looks. But everyone knows it’s not that look that creates the picture of a person, it was the character. The redhead may be a only a bit taller but as soon his mouth opened the brunet wanted to slam his palm against his face. One of these idiots again. 

"I said my name is H-neun! That means you should call me like that, Idiot!"  Pissed as hell the brunet punched his new partner right in the face to make his point clear. Idiots like him wouldn’t learn it any other way.  "Get in, we have enough to do for 2 nights." Without giving his partner another glance he returned back into his car waiting for the other to join. If it would take too long for the redhead to recover he failed the entry test anyway and H-neun would leave on his own. 

Inside the Mercedes, which was equipped with everything any anything possible, the brunet ran his fingers again through his hair pulling it back into style again. For him it seemed like a wonder that the other had survived this long up until now. But it could only mean his skills must be more than just good.

[lavihhh]

{✙} ||     All throughout his career, Lavi had learned that his partner in operations could only be classified into two types: there are those who are like the 31st--a certified weapons master, shooting ten bullets within 5 seconds with an astounding accuracy, and then, there are those who... punch real hard. Much to his chagrin, he had to find out what type H-neun belonged to first hand when they haven't even talked for more than a minute.

                            --------Looks like this partnership will last long and nice.   

     ❝ Koraa, why so stingy! ❞  Thanks to that punch, the redhead found himself butt-first in the pavement after gracelessly stumbling; the force of that blow would have dislocated an untrained man's jaws, but obviously his had remained intact. In his defense, having a bomb explode a few meters away had been the worst experience he had so far that's why his tolerance for pain had gone through a lot of upgrades. Besides, it was definitely better to have a partner who fights head on rather then someone who resorts to backstabbing.  

            A little shake here and there, some taps to rid his suit of the dust and he was up in his feet to frown openly at the other,  ❝ Oya, partner, ya didn't even help me up~? Ya bein' cruel, saa. Cruel, I say. ❞  He'd get in the car anyway (while rubbing his face) because he could feel that the chap would leave without him judging by that uptight look in that face. Once in, Lavi would do almost the same action except his eyes were all focused to the opposite side of the car where his partner was, absentmindedly taking observations. For example:

    ❝ Yer hair. Why d'ya dye it? ❞  He grinned and raised his brow while pointing.  ❝ Don't tell me that's for them ladies, ohhh? ❞

[roku--gen-blog]

{ॐ} : Lips would purse into something similar to a pout (because Kanda Yuu doesn’t pout), before hands are taken away again, crossed in front of his chest while glaring at his counterpart in a more or less serious matter. “ It’s not like I like your hair or anything, it’s just that… their soft. “

[lavihhh]

{✙} ||    If he could press a finger against those almost pouting lips without considering the whopping chances of getting bitten, Lavi would----this kind of denial would have been troublesome before but now it was purely endearing. Hence, taking the safer route (and to ensure that Kanda's movements are restricted enough to avoid a whack or any attack), the redhead pulled the other in, making his height advantage felt for once.

--------❝ C'mon, of course ya would, Yuu. If ya like me then ya lovin' everythin'~ right~o? ❞

[betrayal-for-a-friend]

[⌘] Gentlemen's Club || Mafia AU [⌘] lavihhh & betrayal-for-a-friend

[ℋ9] || Another night shift was in store for H-neun. Not that he had anything against driving all night through the city in a quite expensive car but since his previous partner “taken out of business”, he should got a new one. Tonight of all night should be the time. This one shift alone wouldn’t been this bad. 

The brunet got ripped out of his thoughts as knuckles knocked against the window of the black Mercedes he was sitting in. Running one of his hands through bicolour hair H-neun got out of the car. In front of him stood a young man around his age and height with flaming red hair and a single eye of a similar in color to his own. The other was covered with an eye patch in a fitting shade to the, indeed well tailored, suit. 

"You must be the new one then. I’m H-neun, not Hana or anything similar. I’m your new partner from now on."

[lavihhh]

{✙} ||     An endless whistling graced the cool midnight air; the redhead had been engrossing himself with the new sights the city had to offer after his relocation following his 48th partner's demise. Currently he was bearing the code name Lavi, his 48th as well since he got transferred in exactly the same number of times----whether it was fortunate for him that he was still alive through all those threats or his partners were just unfortunately perishable like goods, he couldn't care less. It was a job, anyway. He never made friends for they're just nuisance.

                                  Just imagining the inconvenience that it would cause him                                   if he felt concern of sympathy... it's enough to make him wince.    

            “ Yaa? ”  The male brought his arms from behind his head down to his sides and crouched as he spotted the sleek black sedan parking right in front of him. Tscha, he murmurs with a smirk as he watched him step out. Of all the appearances, his new partner seemed to prefer daunting, grand ones. What's more hilarious is that they looked awfully similar to each other that Lavi thought he was staring at a mirror, except of course he'd place himself a few steps ahead in terms of physique and appeal, but it was of course him pulling his own chair.

     But then again,  “ What a guy, saa. ”  He said in a mockingly patronizing voice, a wide smile lighting up his features.  “ H-noin? Yer taste in codename's catchy. Chill, chill. ”  He held out a hand and chuckled.  “ Can I call you Hanoinykins from now on since am yer partner, hee~? ” 

[mugen-rokugen-deactivated201401]

Kisses~

[roku--gen-blog]

{ॐ} :Where there was effort, there will be exhaustion afterwards. Regardless the way a body was strained, it will crave to rest in the end, take sometime to catch his breath in every possible way— metaphorical and literally. Maybe there will be dizziness, maybe fatigue, sometimes even strong enough to turn the act of keeping eyes open into a troublesome fight. Sensing the way a sweaty body was sinking into cushions, how breathing was exhaled slowly and taking in only slightly faster— sleep slowly taking over.

However, sometimes even a curse would cause advantages.

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[lavihhh]

{✙} ||     A lovely curse it is then----

     At least within the bounds of this equally appealing context; never had he thought that the other's mark which was slowly stealing life would serve any favor towards him. In another instance the guilt would be heed, but for now it shall be senselessly tucked away to the side, underneath the sheets, or anywhere it could not resurface and nag. After all, everything must arrive at and end--and that was exactly what Lavi was trying to aim for:

                   To relieve themselves of this    l u s c i o u s    mess                                              and halt this    c a p t i v a t i n g    insanity.

     Funny it is, that his own name reverberated through his whole being in crisp ripples; that beckon echoed and caused quivers in his veins, providing a space for confusion on whether it had stirred his senses more than the sensation of their lips crashing against yet claiming each other. Perhaps it was both: everything that came from the other was precious and enthralling, so much that the redhead could only opt to go with the flow of his desires almost in perfect synchronization on how he heeded the assent, sliding north further with his back arched from the nails grazing his flesh, his earnest touches venture south.

            Palm dampened with sweat, he traced the smooth skin whilst taking note of its every features until it could cup behind the bent knee; the contrast of his tongue's conquests and that gesture of parting Kanda's legs was immense--the former was relentless and eager whilst the other was comforting and patient--however they would steal lead to the same end.      G r a t i f i c a t i o n .     More and more, never stopping, except for that instance that he had reached a point that would bring him to disconnect their lips and ask a question but only with a stare and a tiny twisted smile.    

                      --------We can't turn back now, can we?     

     There was barely a moment visible save for a couple of fingers prodding in, making sure the other could feel their length against the heat and lasciviously teasing, all hesitation gone.  Eye remained watchful of the slightest reactions from the man beneath as he pushed in to make space for himself; Lavi's lips would be parted but he cannot speak, not with how his teeth were gritting harshly to suppress a moan. After a while there would be another pause for withdrawal, and once another campaign starts, things would never be the same.

                                       --------Watch me.  

            A long sigh graced the enclosure and his head listed to the side--he was filling every inch of him painstakingly slow, every muscle flexing and all his nerve endings seemingly having short circuits upon reaching the pinnacle of their intent, another sigh as his forehead fell against the ravenet's shoulder whilst immersing himself with the sultry pressure

                                                                  --------Watch me make you mine.

[roku--gen-blog]

{ॐ} : ” Don’t push me. ” Cue some more hesitating while struggling internally. Ah well— fuck that, he is going to fluff that hair now for god’s sake!

[lavihhh]

{✙} ||      “ Wasn't pushin' ya, saa~ ”  That ruffling would be rewarded with generous pokes and a peck on the forehead, because yeah, they could be cuddly every now and then. “ How did it feel like~? Satisfied yer, ah, rufflin' urges 'lready, Yuu~? ”

[roku--gen-blog]

{ॐ} : Nope, totally not going to do it anymore. Far too embarrassing. ” Hmpf… “  

[lavihhh]

{✙} ||      Come on, that mood doesn't visit very often, so better take advantage of it!                                                          “ What's with the poutin', Yuu~? Go on, go on~ ”

[roku--gen-blog]

{ॐ} : The urge to ruffle hair is strong with him.

[lavihhh]

{✙} ||     --------“ Ya ain't rufflin' anythin' else but me, saa. ”

[wishfuldesire-blog1]

LOG ♥

[queen-pandora]

Hello This is my D. gray man cosplay group and a yaoi gif (duh) 8D~ Me as Kanda Yuu http://theprinceofrainbow.tumblr.com/  as Lavi http://lillytheman.tumblr.com/  as Moyashi http://munyunyunyu.tumblr.com/  as Lenalee Lee

[lavihhh]

Don’t worry:            Even if you and I are mere    F L A W S    in this world,                          We are    N O T    A L O N E .

Hold tight, deep breaths, crash down——                Let’s show them our                         B E A U T I F U L    D I S A S T E R .      

                                                Come ;                                                 We shall rule our own universe together.

[mugen-rokugen-deactivated201401]

[ ѕтαу тнє иιgнт ]

[roku--gen-blog]

{ॐ} : If there was something Kanda was completely resistent of, other than death, it would have been cuteness. At least the obvious and intended kind. Merely immune and slightly disgusted by the thought of a happy-go-lucky life where everything would be seen through pink shades, especially when reality was so much darker that even the brightest light couldn’t destroy all the shadows in there.

Furthermore, his whole being had been removed itself from everything that consisted of overdrawn excitement and hasty delight— just as a part of his grumpy personality.

                   ————————Though, it could slip.

At times like this, caused by a overdrawn excited and hasty delighted redhead taking over opportunities, Kanda didn’t know he was offering, for his own (and maybe both) pleasure. Faint touches turning into close connections, chased pecks turning into deeper kisses— all of them leaving the raven-headed starlet.

If it wasn’t for the shock and confusion of his simple mind, the young general had already jumped at the other. In the bad way, of course. Instead, his azure eyes were opened wide as he stared at the idiot with a blank expression, surely he would have blushed that moment if he was someone that could blush just like that. But Kanda doesn’t even get red when he becomes angry, so a faint shade of pink on porcelain skin was a quite rare sight.

" B-Baka usagi! ” First thing he could express, more out of habit than a functioning brain. “ I am going to shove that pillow down your throat if that stops your hunger! “

Just as said, he was already reaching for the cushion, before aiming for the redhead’s head, throwing and making it slap against his face with a soft thud that indicated, that something just as soft might not be the ideal thing to throw if one intended to actually hurt his aim.

Maybe the reason was another one. Maybe, because he wasn’t intending to hurt the other to begin with. Maybe he hadn’t been that angry.

[lavihhh]

{☣} ||     Oh? Death, cuteness? That he is resistant of, but perhaps if Kanda failed to make a list of something he could not be passive over, he was missing a big item that would leave a gaping hole in his reasoning if one were to inspect it. It shared similar traits to those he could just let slip from his attention: trivial, silly, almost mundane--except that the one thing he could not resist was not a thing but an actual person standing with a beam wider than the Order's porch despite having received a pillow right in the face.  

              Hm. That was not the response he had been expecting.                                  Is it just him, or Yuu's being needlessly sweet today~?  

     “ Ahhhhhhhh~ ”  Lavi's grin would spread like wildfire in his visage as he rubbed his nose which turned red after the impact. It was negligible compared to that precious retort--if he didn't know the other better, he would have missed how those brows got knotted to the extent that they were entangled at the ends, how those lips opened and closed with nothing but air slipping past as he engaged with a struggle with words, how those eyes dimmed and brightened like gems right before he came to terms with what just had transpired. All those were not anger, hah. It was synonymous to the General gracing him with a blush.

                                                      --------He made Kanda Yuu blush!

     Technically, that is. But still job well done for the Bookman Jr. He could die very happy now.  “ Yaaaaa~ Go shove this pillow and if I choke, wouldja let me drink yer love so I can survive~? ”  The redhead did some kind of a jig, dancing in his toes and shifting his hips left and right to purposefully provoke his companion even more, but he was keen to kick the pillow further away in the process so it would never have a chance of hitting anywhere him again, because he could tell that the next instance would be not as gentle.  

            “ Call me a baka cause am a baka for yaaaaaa~ ”  He wagged his fingers and guffawed whilst leaning against the door with an arm, content with boisterous display and crude taste for humor early in the morning. How could he not though, he scored an important point right away and it was definitely a trigger for celebration.

     After a few moments, when he had already combusted a considerable amount of effort in making a fool out of himself, he'd pause and wink with that unpatched eye and breathe in puffs that could only convey smugness.  “ Wouldja like 'nother round, Yuu~? Ya could look away and count to three, saa. Ya wouldn't know when it will come--AHK! ”  A yelp out of nowhere as he stepped on the brush, but of course it was all staged. Distraction once more provided, he crossed the space as fast as his lunge permitted, and in no time their faces are awfully close once more, stare narrowed in a mocking squint.

                  --------“ Caught ya, saa.                                        Were ya sayin' somethin' like a threat earlier~? ”

[lavihhh]

femalllenwalker ||

[femallenwalker-deactivated20140]

"I have absolutely no idea Lavi." Allen says flatly. "What you are talking about." She had no idea what he was thinking in the slightest, nor exactly what he was saying?

[lavihhh]

{✙} ||     For someone who has a scheming side, Allen's just downright oblivious about other things--perhaps because she doesn't pay much attention to it nor did it interest her. Oh well, maybe he could act on her behalf (out of boredom).  

     “ Chamin', charmin'! I told ya already, Areeeen~ Maybe there's some inspiration, like a... a Strike, yes. Yes~? ”

[strifuu]

               I LIE so much  ||               that sometimes  ||                      I can't  ||                even recognize  ||                               ||   which side                                ||   of the MIRROR                               ||   I am on                               ||   anymore.                       

[oblitus-memoria-deactivated2013]

[lavihhh]

kandatheexorcist ||

[mugenswielder]

A chat doesn’t normally involve suggestions to make his hair smoother. If the idiot wanted to chat, he should have brought up something else. Though, Kanda probably would have shot him down with any topic, but it would definitely be better than talking about lemons in his bath.

"We should have kept it that way." He’s not going to admit he is glad that the other is alive and well.

[lavihhh]

{✙} ||     With all the times Lavi had devised a way to either a) vehemently violate any form of personal space, b) piss him off to the point of show-no-mercy and c) bug him to no end that would deny any chance for meditations and sane faculties, Kanda should know better that this was the Bookman and he'd creep up to him out of fondness in any way he likes, any means possible. Call him a masochist, but the swordsman could just be amusing midway from 'I am angry' to 'I would kill you ten times over, Lavi', even though before the latter arrives he would have ran miles away already. 

     “ Nah, nah. Ya know I don't like boring, saa. ”  Tit for tat; the redhead's glad that his favorite person was still alive and kicking (potentially, him). The taller male would throw an arm over the nearest shoulder and drag the swordsman slightly with his weight. “ What's up Yuu~? Care for a bro to bro bonding~? ”