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Yuu: Yo, Azul!

Yuu: What kind of octopus are you?

Azul: Why..?

Yuu: I wish to know how edible you are.

The punk and the metalhead 🎸

I couldn't find a high-quality image of the specific model of Gakushuu's guitar... so I had to go through the pain of painting over a sketch I made of it. 😭

I, for the love of god, couldn't tell what the model of the guitar he used in the anime is. The guitar on the mobile card version though resembles a stratocaster... but I don't really see Gakushuu as a strat kind of guy tbh.

HEADCANON TIME~~

This is sort of like a companion piece to the ask that @dreaming-of-assclass answered about Chiba and Gakushuu friendship headcanons last year, since I did kinda contribute to the post by that screenshot of me writing a ridiculously long essay about their possible friendship 😅

In terms of skill level, they absolutely cannot be compared since they're quite different from each other, despite both guitarists being of high calibre. Chiba is a punk musician who puts more focus onto composing riffs that enhance songs. While Gakushuu is a metalhead who just LOVES shredding his way into stealing the show.

If they would ever collab on stage, Gakushuu would easily take the lead guitar role while Chiba on rhythm guitar. It's not like they even have to fight about who gets what role - they both already know what they can do and that's just how it is.

If anything, Chiba would be thrilled at the idea of composing a song for Gakushuu just to see how the shredding master would enhance it even more with his own twist.

FYI - Chiba and Shuu also owned guitars other than the two shown in the picture. It's just that the aerodyne strat and the majesty are kind of like their signatures when performing.

I don't remember if it's canon that Gakushuu fills in for missing club members whenever there are big events since he is that multi-talented and has unreal time management skills... but I'm just gonna assume it is and that he once filled in for Chiba when his band performed at a live house while he's out of commission.

The entire performance was recorded and Chiba was beyond impressed at Gakushuu's take on the songs that he wrote. It was one of the first things he brought up the first time Shuu had invited him to a morning coffee since post-finals season.

Nobody else among the virtuosos are brave... nor sturdy enough to attend and last a metal concert with him. So learning that Chiba also has his own favourite metal bands (whose shows he had at least once attended to) might bring Gakushuu to want to invite him to the concerts he'll be attending next. This would be a recurring activity between them.

In high school, Gakushuu would invite Chiba's band to perform at Kunugigaoka's school festival as guests - likely even pay them a sum of money no matter how many times Chiba tells him he didn't need to.

You know those type of friends you'd only meet for certain occasions since you only share similar interests for a thing or two, so you both find it unnecessary to be involved in each other's lives? That's the kind of friendship I imagined Chiba and Gakushuu would have.

They seldomly contact each other and occasionally meet up, usually when Shuu wants to attend another concert with him... or when they just wanted a necessary break from those stress-inducing abominations who like to call themselves their friends.

I feel like if they would ever talk about personal matters, it'd be just them ranting about certain people who lack common sense and how annoying they are. Other case would be Gakushuu giving Chiba full permission to diss his father 😭

Gakushuu uses every opportunity he could find to convince Chiba to get a majesty guitar, knowing that he'll definitely geek over its sound quality. Chiba says no everytime since they cost THRICE the price of his black strat.

(Gakushuu: Well perhaps if you would just simply allow me to buy one for you-)

(Chiba: I've told you many times before that you spending money on me is strictly limited to concert tickets ONLY!")

I'll edit and reblog this post if I got more to add in the future. But for now, this is what I have~

so can we start hunting down white liberals now or what

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Day 12 | 23.2.2023

WC: 523

Prompt: [by @/dailyprompts | no. 2050]

Warning: body horror, blood

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They make sure to close all curtains before going to sleep and doesn’t like to open them until much later in the day, so when they woke up at their usual 3:30 a.m., they didn’t notice anything wrong. They had their usual coffee, showered, did some make-up, and got to painting at their desk.

They loved it, drawing out the imagery in their head and creating a piece that was as unique as the person making it gave them immense happiness. For them, it was the human body. The twisting of organs in ways that should never have been comprehended by anything, the colours too bright to be comfortable but in the sense that you just can’t look away, the feeling of illness captured by something created by another being.

It was as typical a morning as it could get.

It was 8:00 am before they finally took a break and stretched their limbs. The popping of their joints sounded oddly reassuring, and they took a look at the once-empty canvas. It was beautiful, the elongated legs that had too low knees, the pale skin making their red pupilless eyes pop, the blindingly white hair that frayed at the ends, all of it was beautiful. Satisfied with their work, they got up and opened the windows to let some light into their awfully dark house.

Only to find that the sky was… pink. A bright blinding pink that oddly reminded them of something as sweet as saccharine. And there weren’t any clouds blocking out the pretty colour. It wasn’t bad, it honestly suited the sky better than the blue it was constantly being. You’d think whoever was in charge would change it up a bit.

Then they realized something else. The world around them was… strangely silent. No cars driving by, no birds chirping to wake up the sleeping neighbours, not even a gust of wind. In other words, they were alone. There was no need to check on their friends and family to confirm this, it was a gut feeling they knew was true. 

It was strange, but there was no sense of panic in them. Rather, they were calmer than they had felt in a long time. The deep innard feeling of contentment filled them to the brim, reaching the very edge of their hairs and eyelashes to the rim of their pupils.

Perhaps it was the voice telling them that it was fine, and everything was normal, or maybe they had been losing their minds over the course of their entire life, but nonetheless, they went back to “work” and continued painting. Something that would usually bring them immense joy, but nothing felt right.

The paintings were great, pretty, aesthetic, cute, handsome, beautiful- as they always have been. But it didn’t feel like it was enough. The scars and wounds of the things didn’t feel like they belonged there, the missing ears, the cut-out eyes, the empty empty mouth, the blood drip drip dripping from their bodies didn’t feel like it should be on it. 

They closed their eyes for just a second, and on the table was a knife.

I don’t normally ask for a lot but please help my friend find her sister, the last time she was seen was august 4th 2022 around 6 am. She was wearing black and red plaid pajama pants and a black hoodie. Last places she was seen was 3110 Norway pl norfolk virginia. She’s a black girl around 5’5 with brown hair and blonde dyed tips and faded red streaks in her hair.

@seraphsanzu @strawberriebunn @kyovtani (sorry for tagging y’all i just need to get a boost 😞)

Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.

Of fucking course

What sick bastard doesn’t