#askura

[barefeetwiki]

Momose Askura

[souliecrystalline]

You guys remember Li? The prince? Well, it's been a while since a last drew him ^^" but this time i went for a more atmospheric piece. I want him and his people to have a somewhat asian vibe and that is one of the reasons of why he's on a cherry blosom forest

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Vocês lembram do Li? O principe? É, já faz um tempo desde a ultima vez que desenhei ele ^^" mas desta vez eu tentei fazer uma atmosfera melhor. Quero que ele e o povo dele tenham uma vibe meio asiatica, esse é um dos motivos dele estar em uma floresta de cerejeiras

[night-willows]

Little chart thing I filled out from Pinterest. I’m gonna be honest ik half of these barely fit I just had to try my best because the whole bottom row is perfect

[shysheeperz]

[askuraalexandershkuratov]

#January and #Music ❤🎧

Album "Recovery" is Russian modern symphonic music. The album "Recovery" consists of unique compositions made in the traditions of the Russian school in conjunction with European chamber canons.

[astromegastar26]

[INSTRUMENTAL] Sera Myu - Toraware no Artuka

[jumpscaregoose]

hana askura is the best shonen sequel protagonist of all time. performs a new trance with himself. headmates with his god-uncle's ex situationship from 1000 years ago. has no hobbies or interests whatsoever. absolutely 0 rizz whenever he tries flirting but somehow has two people falling all over him. got asked what bl was once

[theanimoo]

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

[frida--y]

to the fan artists that draw askura with a forked tongue.. you are god to me. 

[regaliasonata]

Here we go, loved the choices from Picrew for myself(I want that coat badly though😭). Actually reminds me that I need to get more clothes and mix up my style, next would be my ranger oc Quinn Askura who’s the Teal Qilin Warrior for my Jungle Fury AU. Added some effects from procreate cause ✨️✨️✨️✨️

Tagging: @azurezfiction @mo-ok @sentinelofstories @crazysnor1ax @lemondropleaf @that-gay-guy-from-hell @ninjastormz @lies-of-quantum @estel-eruantien

Writer v. OC!

Tagged by @theluckywizard. Here's me v. Eilan. If you'd like to give this a shot, you can find the piccrew here.

Tagging @bluewren @flaggermuser @oliversrarebooks @mrslyncx @narravero @moonlightheretic @hekaerges @varric-tethras-editor @megasaurusssss

[shiningcindyz]

I feel like this is what it would look like if Aimkid drew my oc Askura

[charlybaranger-blog]

January 15th : first day in the pear farm. No heater, 5 degrees outside, 5 degrees inside... • #askura #wwoofjapan #pearorchard #wood #tableheater #firstday #5degrees #screentone #comicstyle #japan #travelbook #dailysketch #sketch #moleskine #blackandwhite #carnetdevoyage #croquis #insitu #comicstyle #slowtravel #voyagelent #countrysidesketcher #croqueurdecampagne #japon #lauraandcharly

[kabutoraiger]

i really shouldn’t be contemplating any more of these but i can’t resist. ryuki sburb au: shinji, ren, yui & shimada are our humans. the other ryuki riders + megumi (just for a tiny bit more gender balance and also i’m fond of her) are all trolls in a different yet connected session. 

shinji - sylph of hope, land of tiles and clouds ren - knight of heart, land of hollows and steel yui - mage of time, land of glass and flames shimada - rogue of space, land of wires and plushies

i’m going to trollify their names ok don’t laugh dude. dude seriously

kitoka - knight of light gouroh - sylph of life askura - heir of rage tezuka - seer of doom miihou - thief of time toujou - prince of mind saanoe - page of heart megumi - witch of breath the other assholes are there too potentially but i don’t care enough abt them to give them classpects

halfway in there’s a twist and it’s (shocker!) that yui isn’t actually human - she’s somehow forgotten the fact that she’s actually a cherub (and thus technically a muse of time instead? maybe). she had a wack relationship by cherub standards with her brother shiro, who willingly gave up his own life to let her predominate and who’s still hanging around their session in ghost form to watch over her

[sasoustuff]

I cry 😭 this is so cute~

[askuraalexandershkuratov]

New video from Askura Alexander Shkuratov feat. Attraction group 📺🎧

На все сто (One hundred percent) - новый сингл от группы Аттракцион. Как всегда, всю аудио и видео продукцию для группы Аттракцион создает и записывает Askura Александр Шкуратов. Песня выполнена в стиле кантри-рок.

A new single from the band Attraction. As always, all audio and video products for the Attraction group are created and recorded by Askura Alexander Shkuratov. The song is made in the style of country rock

[theanimeskeeper]

No. 19

{Towa Askura}

Not an actual animated boy. However I’ve been reading this manga and I’m absolutely in love.