Writer, reader, constant daydreamer.Hi, I'm Rai! I write a lot of fanfic and draw a lot of fanart.

Rai | They/Them

Hi, I’m Araived, aka Rai. I'm both an artist and a writer, and dearly invested in an awful lot of fan communities. I’m a crossover, time travel and dimension travel enthusiast, and love a good isekai SI/OC.Currently, I do primarily digital art, but I have an interest in calligraphy and traditional artwork in comics illustration and watercolour. I'm working towards creating my own merchandise!Likes: anime | whalesharks | mythology | danceFandoms: Naruto | BSD | JJK | CSM | Link Click

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I write primarily crossover fanfiction, but am equally excited about character studies and time travel fics. I write both humour and angst in equal measure, so please watch out.

With a furtive glance, Sasuke pulled out a kunai.Itachi winced.His little brother had just started levering in the tip of the kunai underneath the marble, when his sheepish glances happened to pause in the direction of the window.Their eyes met.As Itachi locked eyes with Sasuke for the first time since the massacre, his little brother’s hand slipped and the kunai slid up, cutting straight into his thumb. Itachi’s vision was getting worse and worse, but he was still able to clearly read the words that passed through Sasuke’s lips.“Aw, shit.”“Language,” Itachi chided automatically.

- The People You Meet On Vacation | Naruto
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“Like what you see?”You laugh again.“Come on,” the man says, egging you on. “I can see that look in your eyes. Don’t be shy! What’s caught your attention? My handsome face? My gorgeous, silky hair?”His hair is pretty amazing. “It looks really good,” you agree. “Where’d you get your wig?”There’s a long moment of silence.Once a solid ten seconds have gone by without any indication of a response, you start to get the feeling that you’ve said something wrong. Awkward.“Sorry, is that… not a wig? Did you dye it?”“…this is my natural hair.”

- Ocean Eyes (Strike Me Down) | Jujutsu Kaisen
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Nohara Rin is a medic, and if there’s one thing doctors know, it is death. It is familiar to her in all its forms. Close-eyed, a decaying bunch of daffodils at the bedside, a last whispered reassurance in the air. Familiar too are the choked out sighs, blood and bile bubbling past lips. Abandoned slippers, chipped red nail polish on a long-dead corpse.People say that medics are life-givers. Rin knows this is false. Every time her hands glow green, she is throwing herself forward, tossing barrels off a sinking ship as the waters creep higher and higher. Death can only be delayed, and yet Rin fights, buying another few precious years, a minute, a moment.

- in the end. | Naruto
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“No, you don’t! You don’t know!” She’s nearly panting. How many times will she be ignored by this idiotic boy? “I’m not asking you to let me go, I’m asking you to release me! Stop trying to figure out how to keep me here, and start working on fuinjutsu that will seal me away!”Kakashi doesn’t flinch, but it’s a near thing. “I’m not–” His voice is quiet. “I’m not giving up on you.”Rin stares back at him, cold, remorseless. “I don’t care about any of that. I want you to release me. That’s what I want.”“I’ll find a solution,” he argues. “Seals can be countered. I’ve made progress already. I should be able to free you from their control.”“I don’t care.”

- Crack Me Open (Pour Me Out) | Naruto
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