#rakerake

[cursedfortune]

@rake-rake

It wasn't often Mortem woke up feeling annoyed but then again, she often didn't wake up from a century long slumber impaled within an iron maiden. But it was time for a long overdue spell to finish its cast and release the witch back into the world.

The havoc left in her wake was surprisingly minimal, a handful of corpses and an overturned truck that they had been escorting her in. And in the time between then and now she had found a river to scream beneath the waters of before changing into a dress that wasn't full of blood and holes.

The sun was warm and bright, lovely to a point. A new day, a new era. She felt behind on the times without even being certain of just what that time was. Out on a rural road she walked, brows furrowed in contemplation until she felt something breach her wide perceptive net. Swiftly she dipped behind the nearest tree, though the presence was further back... where she initially came from. The witch's gaze narrowed; the energy in that direction was unusual, even by cursed energy standards. She had already deduced the country she was in by the abundance alone but this-- if she was to put down a pursuer, it best be now. She possessed more than enough to eviscerate someone strong, if need be.

The witch backtracked, dipping off the road and shallowly into the forest until she came to the site once more and witnessed a lone man standing there. Yet another tree she kept behind, void eyes staring ahead as she tried to discern the strangeness of his soul. This wasn't her hunters, this was something different that arrived within such a short time. A sorcerer, no doubt, but why?

She was quiet as could be down to hardly taking a breath, her own soul masked to humanize herself as much as possible. A disgusting but necessary thing at this time as she observed him; caught between deciding on whether to confront the unaware stranger or if leaving him be was wiser.

#rakerake #rps #let me know if you want anything changed!!

[musedriven]

@rake-rake

" please? it's not like i'm asking for anything mega major. I just wanna know why he's been so distant lately! is he seeing another girl or not! i'll kill her if he is... she's not good enough for my Light! I know she isn't! just give me her name! "

#rakerake #rake-rake #t; living on borrowed time ( MISA AMANE )

[hcreath]

Are you Tamar's type? // @rake-rake

"Eh? Now I need to know what you have against hand-holding."

It's pure, it's sincere, but she's not going to attempt it because she believes that's the stupidest way she could lose a hand.

#rakerake #[yes let her build an army of people who will fight her ex-husband and like her daughter] #[BUT WHAT'S WRONG WITH HAND HOLDING]

[rivalsunraveled]

Part of her research requires understanding why cursed spirits spawn abroad at lower rates than Japan. So when she gets a call asking her to check something out for Jujutsu High, very often, Yuki does. She just tells them that she's refusing the mission, but finds the intel helpful.

Most of the time, she can beat whatever sorcerer they send over, make her notes, and leave without having to run into them. Sometimes, she'll linger to watch the other sorcerer or she'll stop for a chat, to catch up on the latest gossip. But she makes sure that it seems coincidental, like she's not doing this on purpose. Gotta keep her reputation as a good for nothing intact, after all.

She's never seen Yuta Okkotsu, but she can guess who it is by the foreboding presence and the unprecedented levels of cursed energy when the boy shows up unexpectedly while Yuki is observing the cursed spirit.

She debates dipping out for a moment before deciding to introduce herself. "Hey, Okkotsu, right?" she calls out. "What kind of women do you like?"

// @rake-rake

#rakerake #rakerake (yuta) #c: yuki (jjk) #v: travel log (yuki) #rakerake (yuta) 01

[kyukicho]

@rake-rake asked:

Yuta's hands are fond, almost reverent, as they slowly trace patterns on Noritoshi's chest. Following every contour of his muscles, every little imperfection or scar. Still, despite his calm behavior, his eyes give away what his tranquil face does not, a question in them as he continues his tracing, not meeting his lover's gaze.

"Toshi," he starts, voice plain as who's mastered the art of never giving anything away, "Be honest, is this truly... okay?"

The pause conveys what the lack of inflection on those words does not. His fingers pause, carefully placed on the other's chest as if not to go further.

"I'm friends with Naoya, I know how clans work, the customs and expectations." his lips twist downwards, as though he taste something sour, "I might be Satoru's charge, but that's just on writing; Megumi-chan is his heir, and with my range, I don't truly have need to keep up any appearances. But... you're a heir. If someone finds out that you... us..."

He doesn't need to finish that. Even if his emotionless expression doesn't change, his eyes, his body language; it all conveys a single thing: worry.

"...I just need to know. What would happen then?

Through soft raven hair fingertips interweave. Leaning his head down to take in the gentle scent. Moments of calm are always welcome. Of just enjoying each other's company. Two hearts finding the same rhythm in the chaos of their lives. Yet he can feel the subtle tensing as breath pools in lungs, waiting to form words of worry.

"Hmm?" A brief sound to let Yuta know he's listening. Urging him to further explain his meaning. Hanging on every word, every breath as he follows along. Stilling his fingers only for a moment.

Yuta wasn't wrong. Clans were complicated. His own sometimes strict and insisting on certain outcomes and expectations. Wanting the best for themselves and less concerned for the individual's dreams and desires. Everything to further the clan.

"They don't like to make it public. But I'm a bastard child. My mother was the clan head, my father's, mistress. We were both exiled until they realized I inherited their precious blood manipulation. Insisting I become heir since no one else held it. But they wouldn't let my mother stay. Casting her out just the same, regardless of what they wanted for me."

He took a long breath, letting his lips lightly touch Yuta's temple. "I obey them for her sake. I want to bring her back. But in the end, they're the ones that need me. Not the other way around. And... I've been hearing things lately, about my mother potentially finding a new family. I don't know the truth of them yet, but..." He couldn't finish that thought. Letting his own worry slide by the wayside.

"I suppose in the end, to answer your question, I don't know what they would do. They're traditionalists through and through, but they can't deny they need an heir with their technique. I never wanted this position. I never wanted to be a sorcerer, but my mother told me to help those in need. But I don't need to be an heir to do that."

"Maybe what I'm trying to say is I don't care what they do to me. You are the only good thing to come out of this place. I will do my duty, I will live to protect others, but I will live for myself and you as well."

#rakerake #( & ) Noritoshi ( ic ) #tbt

[incantat1ons]

it's not difficult to find her. you had been a TEENAGE GIRL once. not as SPRITELY as the Geto girls, of course. you were on the other side of the SPECTRUM there. both entranced and exhausted with the world around you. aching to be average but feeling too precarious to be anything else but a sorcerer. thus, you check the usual spots. frequent hang outs around campus and the surrounding area before @rake-rake is spotted.

tongue clicks at roof of mouth, hands folded in front of self. you are not upset. just concerned. eyes blink twice, emphasizing an almost motherly disbelief. you would have no children of your own. too committed to raising the next generations of protectors. so sometimes, it's nice to pretend. to feel what it would be like.

❛ you missed training today. is everything alright ? ❜

#rakerake #listen #i literally went to do drafts and this was sitting there #i am so embarrassed #LMAO #but give hime one of geto's babies

[whetusway]

Perception

Karanga

 Wee, Wee, Wee, Wee

Wee, Wee te tiorooro o te reo karanga.

Wee, Wee te reo karanga o te ao hou.

Ka rongo te poo, ka rongo te ao

Wee, Wee, Wee, Wee

Wee, Wee raa.

 Deaf. Blind stricken by white

Or was it light

Deafen by this loud screeching cry

I wonder why

That I understand

The welcoming to life

Stricken by light making me blind.

Sight, sight

Was once nothing but light.

Smothered in what we call.

White.

 Nau mai raa,

Whakatau mai ki aku ringa manaki.

Pikari mai ki taku reo

Te reo arahi

E tangi nei, e oriori nei

Kia tau ai koe.

Maaku hei manaaki.

    Wero

 Where is this noise that greets me with such sorrow?

I seek to find it.

To explore the meaning of its calling.

I seek to find where.

Where it may lie.

Does it seek for something.

I will discover.

 Kapo, kapohia.

Kapo, kapohia.

Kaapoo, kaapa

Kaapo e koe

Maaku ou kamo hei mirimiri.

Maaku ou taringa hei mirimiri.

Kumea mai au i ou pikaaru

Kia oho mai ake, kia maarakerake.

ai to ao.

 I see, I see.

I see, I see

I see the bodied voice that has a waken me to this realm.

The realm of today

Does it bring peace, balance, and happiness?

I take hold to seek its.

offering

Haka poowhiri

Aaha

 Hei runga, hei raro

Hi ha, hi ha.

 Aaha

 Toia mai, ki te ao.

Mai te wharetapu o te wharetangata.

Hi ha, hi ha

 Aue

Ka haere, ka haere.

Taku powhiri ki ngaa matua tipuna.

Whakato ai he kakano.

I ruia mai.

No Rangiatea.

No ngaa Rangituhaha.

No taku wharetapu.

Hi ha, aue.

 Ko te iwi Maaori

E haruru nei

I tau, tau,

Aue haa, hii.

   Whaikorero

E taku uri, e taku uri

Nau mai ki te tomokanga ki te ao.

Te ao turoa.

Te ao e horopa ana nei.

Koia rā koe

Ko koe te kamehameha.

Koia ra koe aku roimata

Aku roimta e heke mai nei.

 Hello. Sight I understand.

The arms you comfort me to rest.

I’m glad to finally understand.

The reasons you’re before me.

You guide me to understand.

The things that once.

Were called.

white

 Mai aku kamo, ka hangaia te whakaaro.

Mai te whakaaro, ka hangaia he oranga.

Mai te oranga, ka hangaia te taiao ki te ao marama.

Kaingia e ngā kai kua whariki mai

Ki mua I tou aroaro, e arataki ana ki tuā o te awemapara.

Haumie, huie, Taieki e.

He mamae e haruru te poho o taku ngākau.

Hei te wā, hei te wā.

Hei te wā.

 Ka tau.

  Waiata

Sound, becoming sight

Sight becoming piece of mind.

My mind that was once blind.

Is now expose to all these signs of life.

Slowly developing the reasons and answers.

Why.

Why has the sorrow sound vanished like of extinction?

To the point where I

Forget.

The voice that touch me.

The voice that gave guidance.

He kakano koe kua ruia mai i a tatou tipuna.

Ki hea ra matau e hitekieiki ana.

Ka mau tonu i a matou tikanga.

Kia eke mai, kia haere mai

E te manu taaiko.

Eke panuku, eke tangaroa.

E hiwa i a.

 koe.

My soul you preach.

Preach for its rights of being.

The gift of offering the freedom

I see.

I abide myself the life

That which has been gifted like many.

I see to what I need

The desire to the track for I seek in need.

I have fallen upon.

In to your hands.

Koha

Gift, treasure token of appreciation

The things that form and shape

Me?

Me, the body that vessels those who came before me

Those who carved and shaped

The path that uphold the one thing that gives us strength

To who we are deep within one’s self.

We as the guardians

I do understand.

 Cry that filled with sorrow.

The sound that once deafened me

Has now come to my understanding.

The sound that bought me life.

The sound called me

And I returned the call.

The call that formed my first.

Bond with one other.

In fact, was my mother

The first woman to open my

eyes

 I thank you for peeling the sleep away

From my eyes

The awakening of my eyes to be expose

To light, sight a sense to

The birth of my

Life.

  Hongi

Tihei winiwini, tihei wanawana, tihei mauria.

Hei te tukituki o te ihu ki te ihu.

Hei te hopukina o te hau ki te hau

Kua tuuwhera ngaa tatau e hono ana tatou.

Kua whariki te tuuaapapa o te hono ki te wairua.

Kua tau ai te mauri, te ihi, te wana.

I raroiho ngaa manakitanga o Haumie.

 Nose, is one of many keys

Keys to the embodiment

that will be the opening to life.

Pressing my nose against one other.

Exchanging breathes

I have no understanding.

All I have is feeling.

The feeling of two lifes coming together.

 Toha atu.

Toha mai.

Toha atu ki rangi tuuhaahaa.

Toha mai ki te papa e horapa nei

Toha atu taku hau.

Toha mai to hau.

Ka tohaina e ngaa hau.

Hei oranga wairua.

Hei oranga ngakau.

Hei oranga tiinana.

 Tiihei mauri ora.

  Hakari

 Haere mai, haere mai.

Haere mai e taku uri.

Ki te kikingia to tīnana.

I ngaa kai.

Ngā kai e hua nei

To oranga tiinana.

To oranga wairua.

To oranga hinengaro

Hei tikitiki mo to mahunga.

 Food for thanks.

The food that you deliver

I'm thankful.

The food to bring peace of mind.

The food of knowledge

And

The food of life.

I'm thankful.

 Kaingia i eenei kai

Ngaa kai a te Rangatira

Ngaa kai a o tatou tipuna

kua takoha mai kia whangai atu ki ngaa uri

Whakaheke.

Kia mou kaha, kia maia kia manawa nui.

  Poroporoaki

 Farewell, my farewell will touch

Many hearts

Many minds

And many lifes

To pursue in for what is there for me to seek

To search near and far

To continue the carving of the path that those before me

Have done.

Done to never be forgotten

Done to give chance to others

Done to respect those who have gifted

And those that will receive

To continue these values that

Carve my

sight

mind

and life.

Prepare to be prepared.

For the cycle of life

 E ngaa mana, e ngaa reo

E ngaa karangaranga maha.

E aku uri

Whakatorohia ou ringaringa ki ngaa wheetu

Kia kanapa ai koe.

Kia mau I to Maaoritanga

E kore ai e mimiti to reo

Ara te reo a ou tiipuna

Hei pitopito whakaaro.

#Rotarota

[charliehopper]

Price of deciduousness and a corner lot. #rake #rakerake #rakerakerake #happyfallyall #blackfridayspecial (at Noblesville, Indiana) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqifLFrn9MP/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=oy1513b2eiea

#rake #rakerake #rakerakerake #happyfallyall #blackfridayspecial

[musedriven]

@rake-rake said // "...Misa." Light's movements are fluid and steady, always in control, as he quietly extends his hand towards her. Palm upwards and fingers relaxed in an open, inviting gesture that doesn't cease to be careful, as though he was about to treat with an extremely fragile thing. He simply watches her, and awaits for her choice.

her god calls and she does not hesitate to answer. she looks at him with adoration as she places her own palm against his, ready to serve as she has always done in her life. his angel; the people's idol. how could she not come to worship his beliefs and how could she not fall in love with his conviction? her eyes are his, her life freely given if he requires it, anything to see that his new world comes to be. she was helpless against her heart. " yes, Light? " she breathes softly, eager to know what he wishes of her. eager to show herself worthy of his attention and determined to earn his affection.

serving him was as easy as breathing air. as natural as preforming upon her stage. she was made for this. to serve and be used as her superiors see fit. her agents had been doing it to her for as long as she could recall at this point. it was what she was good at; and now she had a real purpose to serve. a cause to support and a person to rely on. someone who was willing to use her for good and yet still saw her. how could she not fall even deeper each time he called her name?

#c; got my shinigami eyes on you. ( misa amane ) #v; misa // you can be my heart and i will be your eyes ( manga / anime ) #s; misa // dear diary I met a boy ( light x misa ) #rakerake #rake rake

[hcreath]

Are you Tamar's type? // @rake-rake

"I know that I shouldn't be impressed, but look at that loyalty."

And sadly, anyone willing to fight her ex-husband is on her list of favourite people by default. Congratulations on being her new favourite person.

#rakerake #[Hello thank you for filling this in this is the best way of doing the bingo I have ever seen ever] #[but also i am cackling]

[kyukicho]

@rake-rake asked: Yuta presses a small peek to Noritoshi's cheek bc he deserves it

Sly grin creeps up his lips. It was a little bit of an unexpected gesture but welcome anytime. Noritoshi setting down the arrow he was working on and slipping an arm around Yuta's waist. Pulling him gently down to his lap. "Keep going." He lightly instructs, gliding free digits through inky black hair.

#rakerake #( & ) Noritoshi ( ic )

[musedriven]

@rake-rake cont from

the protector is quick to allow the smog to return to it's place at his young master's words. his head lowering slightly in apology as his golden eyes glow dimly against the rest of his form. " of course, sir. " he states simply. he will put his vest and coat back on later however; he still needs to iron them from the last encounter with those pests that call themselves heroes. he knows he should simply leave it at that, but there is something still nagging in the back of his brain refusing to let him rest. " for what it is worth; I am impressed with the person you are turning out to be despite the circumstances. you truly are destined for great things... "

#rakerake #rake rake #c; now i'm a witness to the death of a hero. ( oboro / kurogiri ) #v; shirakumo // i'm a protector. ( kurogiri ) #yeeeees

[hcreath]

⋆ “shut up and just let me take care of you!” Da Vinci ✌️

“i’ll keep you safe” prompts ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱ // @rake-rake

"You don't have to."

Her tone is quiet as if she's actively trying to sound like she won't cry. A last-ditch attempt to let Da Vinci know she doesn't have to look after her. She's not quite sure what's closer to bringing her to tears, the pain she feels or that sense of relief that she's not alone. That someone's willing to see her as something other than a burden. Tamar's never gotten used to having someone take care of her, taking care of others is second nature at this point.

After all, what good is a Master if they aren't reliable?

With that thought in mind, the taller woman visibly relaxes, green eyes looking for any sense of doubt or unwillingness, only visibly relaxing when she seems unable to find any.

"Thank you."

#rakerake #rake-rake #[thank you for the ask] #[da vinci really do be there making tamar feel appreciated by just existing sdfgh]

[rivalsunraveled]

At first, Geto was just hoping to absorb a cursed spirit before sorcerers could exorcise it. They should really be thanking him for how much of their work he does for them, with how many curses he's taken care of before anyone from Jujutsu High even caught wind of it. Ah well.

As he investigates, however, it becomes clear that this isn't just some curse. For one, the cursed spirit is definitely a special grade. For another, even for a special grade, it's behaving oddly. Collecting things. Geto's investigation eventually leads him underground. Since he'd been sneaking around, Geto's opted for clothes that blend in more--loose-fiting pants and a hoodie--and he's glad of that, given the tunnels he's wound up in.

As his eyes adjust to the dark, he heads further into the tunnels, guided by the residuals of cursed energy, until he finds the source. A young person, covered in blankets.

Geto stops, keeping his distance, since he's not sure how kindly the poor kid will take to being approached in what passes for their home. He crouches, furrowing his brow. "Pardon the intrusion," he says. "This is where you live?"

// @rake-rake for yuta's curse user verse

#rakerake #rakerake (yuta) 02 #c: geto (jjk) #v: recruiting (geto)

[kyukicho]

@rake-rake asked: ‘ღ’ Yuta & Kokichi

Inbox me a ‘ღ’ and I’ll rate you with the following

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

#rakerake #( & ) Kokichi ( ic )

[kyukicho]

@rake-rake asked: ‘ღ’ Yuta & Noritoshi

Inbox me a ‘ღ’ and I’ll rate you with the following:

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

#rakerake #( & ) Noritoshi ( ic ) #:3c