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theanimoo · 9 months

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I asked my friends what they thought was happening in the picture, most of them said "The guy in the back is going to attack the other guy" and then...someone said "He's doing the time warp"

Now I can't unsee it...

#kamen rider build #kiryuu sento #banjou ryuuga #let's do the time warp again #kamen rider

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theanimoo · 10 months

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Me after watching the High&Low movies, but I have no one to talk about it with:

#high&low #it's a masterpiece #needs more love #I miss Smoky #he deserved better #I love the leaders #might write a fic #high and low

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theanimoo · 1 year

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Ghosts And The Man Who killed Them: Prologue

Characters: Miho Kirishima, Miyuki Tezuka, Takeshi Askura, Odin, (Random guy) & Yuichi Saito

Pairing: None

Summary: A singer in a smoky room, the smell of wine and-OH GOD! THERE'S BLOOD EVERYWHERE!

Warning: Blood, swearing, gore and death

Word count: 1582

Day 2 of 30 of my 30 Day Writing Challenge and the prompt is Mafia Au for Ryuki.

“We’re up next, Miho.”

Miho paused, her eyes narrowed as she popped the lid on her stick, and glared at a young man that couldn't stand still. His legs shaking like desperate leaves hanging on a twig; shaking, even though they should just fall off and…die.

“Yuichi, stomp your stamping!” The singer stared down the frightened man as he kept tapping his foot, and looking down like a kicked puppy. “The hell are you so nervous for?”

“You don’t know?” Yuichi suddenly stopped his stamping and looked up with a wide-eyed look.

“Know what?

“Well, you see my friend-” The man was suddenly stopped by Miho’s venom.

“That Fortune teller? What does he have to do with anything?”

Yuichi put up a finger as he took a deep breath. “Let me finish, he did a reading for this night and he told me that something was going to happen. Something real bad.”

“Something bad? Come on, do you really believe that fortune telling bushwa?”

“Well, he’s never been wrong, and there’s also going to be-” The man was cut off again as a group of boys came walking past them with their instruments in hand and grins on their faces.

“Good luck, you two! We have a special guest tonight.”

The two stopped for a moment, both wondering the same thing and what it meant.

Who’s the special guest?

After a few seconds of looking at each other like a couple of blockheads, they finally climbed up the creaking stairs to the stage, and took their places behind the red curtain.

Yuichi on the piano and Miho front and center of the microphone. They both waited in silence before the curtain pulled back to show a dark room filled with cigar smoke, and smelled of wine and blood.

Mobsters and thieves filled the audience, but one person caught their attention: It was the Don.

Odin

The man always wore a perfectly crisp suit and a mask, hiding his face from the world and leaving everywhere he went with an eerie atmosphere. But, the man sitting next to him, he was new. A stranger. A new killer who was there to see their rinky-dinky little show.

He wore black suit, nothing but pitch except for a red waistcoat, and a maroon tie. And, yet that didn’t drive away from his features; He was quite a good looking fella. Slicked back hair and a looked in his eyes that reminded them of-

“Psst! Oi! Get to playing you dumb doras!” A voice that was all too familiar reached Miho’s ears, causing a smile to form as they glanced towards the stairs. There stood the lady’s older sister, their number one fan.

The only person they trusted in the room.

After the lady’s sister skipped off to her seat, a smooth, deep voice swam over the crowd as a soft piano accompanied the little ditty; it slowly ramp up as they went on, but the mob seemed to love it. Song after song the duo completed brought big smiles to the crowd.

The crowd was hanging onto every note, taking a ride on every tone and it wasn’t long until they were nearing the end of their show.

Hollers and calls rang throughout the room as Miho sang the last cord, and Yuichi played them out. Blood stained hands applauded with cheer, cheers that were created from cries that would never be heard.

They almost didn’t want to hear them, but those cheers paid the bills.

“I would like to thank the Don for gracing us with his presence, and for being your friend along to our show. He is quite a handsome fellow if I do say so myself.” Miho spoke with the sweetest voice she could muster as the crowd roared with laughter, the stranger gave a small nod, and Odin waved.

Then the curtain slowly began to close as a wave of calm rushed over the duo, and they let out a breath that they didn’t know they were holding.

“We’re still alive, right?” The pianist let out a pained chuckle as he was socked in the shoulder by a smug Miho. “I’m still surprised that it went that well, it still seems a bit odd.”

“I told ya it would be ab-so-lute-ly fine, and see nothing happened! I told you that stuff was all balon-AAAAHHHH!”

Red splattered across the singer’s face, iron attacked her tongue and a blood curdling scream left her form as white silk was stained. Her eyes darted around as she stared back into bloodshot eyes.

The pianist’s hands were dripping with blood as fat tears streamed down his cheeks, and mingled with the red on his collar. Screams filled their ears as Yuichi stumbled across the stage, and tumbled into a hysterical Miho.

“M-my hands! Miho, I-i-it’s my hands!” His voice wavered as he raised his hands to show the carnage of his most prized possession; Yuichi had been shot, and all they could see was a sick smile through the curtain.

A smile they’ll never forget.

“Oh, god! We need to go! -AHHH!” Miho grabbed onto the man’s shoulders, her whole form shaking as they rushed towards the stairs. The sound of gunfire and the cries of pain sent them stumbling over themselves, fear rushing through their veins as they scrambled to get up.

The duo clung to each other like an lifeline as they made it to the floor, and a figure backstage caught-

A loud thud made them jump as time seemed to still, there on the floor was her sister. Red poured from her lips as her form laying limp, pale and quickly losing life.

A hole in her head.

"Nee-san! NOOO-!” Her screams fell on deaf ears as she was yanked past the bones, and into the back of the club- to the exit; Miho couldn’t stop her feet from trying to dart back, but a face left her frozen.

The same sinister smile from before was directed right at her, clothes stained red and engulfed with holes; he didn’t shoot though, he just waved.

H-he waved at m-

“MIHO, MOVE!”

The singer was yanked back with the force of a desperate man, but it wasn’t enough to tear her gaze away from the monster staring at them. It was almost like he wasn’t even there, a figment of her imagination.

He might have just been smoke and mirrors.

Yuichi slammed into the exit door with his shoulder, biting back a gasp of pain as he pulled Miho along. Concrete greeted them once they stumbled into the alleyway, hard ground and grime gave them a place to catch their breath as they stared into the sky.

There was no cloud in sight as the stars shone brightly above them in an indigo haze, with a soft breeze blowing through the air. Their vision began to slowly blur over as the world began to still. It would have been peaceful if a sudden blood-curdling scream hadn’t forced them to their feet, and scapering away into the night.

Lungs burned with every breath as their feet slammed against hard ground, and pushed themselves as far away as they could from the hell they escaped; hoping that running away would wipe their minds clean.

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The Ore Journal

Gunslinging Crook Asakura Takeshi Finally Thrown in the Salmer!

After the bloodbath that happened on the ___ of___ at a speakeasy that resulted in the death of over 10 people, and many injured, but the crook was finally caught. Asakura Takeshi was arrested by Police Detective Sudo after being caught at an esteemed lawyer’s estate; the crook was there for legal help (God knows he needs it), but he was refused services and without warning pounced! Thankful, Detective Sudo was on patrol that very moment- it’s almost like he’s superhuman! The Crook is currently awaiting his trial in the ___ jail and is-

RingRing

Is said to be under heavy surveillance until he can be moved to a-

RingRing RingRing

A more secure-

RingRingRingRingRingRing

“Fine! I’m coming, so stop the ringing!” A disgruntled Miho slammed the paper down with a smack, before pushing herself out a loveseat that was too nice, and too far from her front door.

She stomped her way to the door, but stopped, took a deep breath and opened the door with the sweetest look she could muster. “Well, what’re you here- wait!”

The person outside in the cold, windy air was someone Miho wasn’t expecting to see; it was the psychic guy-Yuichi’s friend. He was drenched in rain and was just dripping with dread.

“Why are you-?”

“He’s dead.”

A sinking feeling formed a pit in Miho’s gut as she slowly shook her head; she must have heard him wrong.

“That’s nonsense, there’s no way-!”

“He’s dead…he’s gone.”

The singer felt a lump in her throat, choking her and not letting a word out. She swallowed around nothing for a few moments as her mind raced. “So, how’d it happen? Was he blown down or-?

“You wouldn’t believe me even if I told you, Canary.” His voice was even, almost cold, but his eyes were dark. They were little windows into his soul that he tried to hide.

“Then what was the point if I wouldn’t believe you?” Miho leaned against the doorframe while a sudden nauseous feeling rushed through her, making her sigh and shut her eyes.

“I just thought you should know, and I’m sorry for your loss.”

“Thank you.”

To Be continued

#30 day challenge #writing #fanfiction prompts #kamen rider fanfiction #fanfic #kamen rider #kamen rider ryuki #mafia au #1920s au #30 day writing challenge

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theanimoo · 1 year

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you can tell a lot about a person by who their first fictional crush was. it also explains every fictional crush they’ve had since

who was yours? i’ll go first: mine was batman :x

#shinji kido #I was just in love with him...and I get it #And #johan andersen #yugioh gx

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theanimoo · 1 year

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#kamen rider den o #momotaros #Kamen rider #he's so silly #i love them #gif

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theanimoo · 1 year

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The Wood and The Maidens

Characters: Koyomi Fueki & Hina Izumi

Pairing: None, but they could be cute

Summary: Two maidens meet in the wood, and one of them doesn't seem to be human.

Warning: None

Word count: 387...I just wanted to keep it a little short

Day 1 of 30 of my 30 Day Writing Challenge and the prompt is Fantasy Au for OOO & Wizard.

There in the wood two maidens met, one covered head to toe in vibrant colors and patterns, her hair braided with flowers. A basket in hand and a smile gracing her face.

“Who are you?” Her voice was airy with curiosity as she asked her question, but soon her eyes widened in confusion.

The other maiden had hidden behind an old oak, only letting her head poke out to look at the colorful one.

“What are you doing?" I won’t bite,” She couldn’t help the giggle in her voice as she inched closer to the tree; like the other girl was a skittish cat. What if I gave you my name first? Would that be better? ”

The colorful maiden was given a small nod, and received a small whisper. “Yes.”

“I’m Hina. It's nice to meet you, miss-?”

“Koyomi…my name is Koyomi.”

After being given each other’s name, Koyomi stepped out from behind the oak and quirked an eyebrow at the other. “Why are you here?”

It took Hina a moment to answer. She was too focused on how the other maiden almost looked…looked ghostly. Dressed all in white and with a blank look in her eyes.

Maybe she’s a fairy or a spirit of the wood?

“Oh, I came here to pick herbs for my-”

“You came here for herbs?” The blank maiden almost seemed to find that humorous.

“Yes, I came here for herbs...is there something wrong with that?”

“Haven’t you heard of what lives in this part of the wood? ”

Everything suddenly stilled in the wood, like something was watching and listening to their little chat.

“What lives here then, Koyomi?”

“A wizard,” The colorful maiden had never heard of this ‘Wizard’, but she didn’t miss the small smirk that formed on Koyomi’s face. “He’s said to be quite a grim man…as fearsome as a dragon.”

“As fearsome as a dragon you say?” Hina asked while she stepped closer to the other maiden. "If that's the case, then why are you out here alone?"

Silence formed between them as Koyomi seemed unamused by the question.

“I’m not afraid of the wizard.” She slowly began to back away into the trees as Hina started to follow. "But that doesn’t mean that you should stick around.”

“Why shouldn’t I?”

“Because…he’s not afraid of you.”

#kamen rider #kamen rider ooo #kamen rider wizard #Koyomi Fueki #Hina Izumi #30 day challenge #fanfiction #I might turn this into something later #day 1 #oneshot #kamen rider fanfiction #trope challenge

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theanimoo · 1 year

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30 Day Writing Challenge

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I've had almost no motivation to write anything, so I'm doing a 30-Day Writing Challenge. I've picked a bunch of random tropes/ prompts from fanfics and the writing can be any length: Headcanons, dabbles, Fics etc.

I'm also on a Kamen Rider kick, so I randomly generated all the KR seasons I watched all the way through with the tropes. It created this list!

Fantasy AU- OOO & Wizard

Mafia AU- Ryuki

“Who did this to you?”- W

Wedding Day- Ryuki

Roommates- W

Found a Baby- OOO

Love at first sight- Ryuki

Hurt/ comfort- Amazons

Mythical Creatures- Faiz/555

tattoo x florist- OOO

Heartbreak- Ryuki