#u-1

[anquga]

[peachie5000]

this game is SO good oh my god

[iongenesis]

i rly like U1's design so i drew him i suck at backgrounds tho so idk colour

[yyamssoup]

okay last post for today its almost 4 am and im SLEEPY

[myehm228]

всем пр ето фонарты по гетеро мену от меня и немного от моей сплп мне тока фигню никому не нужную покажи а я и схавою

[jitsauce]

5. Gitaroo Man!!

[0aleph0]

DÍA 1: Protagonista - U-1 (Gitaroo Man)

Me gustan mucho los juegos de ritmo

[evilgondolad]

made this balance out how shit my last post was. i can relate to a lot of fictional characters, but he is literally me. i am the true gitaroo-man.

[atomicfoolorkillthemidols]

Howdy, Tumblr

Haven't uploaded almost the entirety of November. Will probably do the same with December lol.

Anyway, I have more art to share, but this time it's sectioned.

Evolution: The World of Sacred Device (Mag Launcher)

The Thief and the Cobbler (Tack)

Pepito (Pepito)

Cluster fuck of characters from Mexican historietas

Lucky Luke/Kid Lucky (ft. Joannie)

Gitaroo Man (U-1 and Kazuya)

Penny Arcade (Tycho) x Cotto Maltese

Actually, this drawing was made as a gift for a friend from instagram who loves Corto Maltese and Penny Arcade. I was expecting them to show the drawing on their IG stories but I haven't seen it be re-uploaded by them, so I thought I should upload it myself ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it's funny to me because although I love Tycho and haven't read the Corto Maltese comic so this shit makes me giggle cuz of how random it is. The Corto maltese art style is cool tho, I should read it.

[nebulacritter]

redid a previous piece bc i didnt like the shading

[otamatchi]

my gitaroo man art, the kirah one was a commission for @/gensuta on twitter!! i should draw u-1 more...

[fr3ckl3z]

hgkh. gitaroo man *collapses*

[st0machii]

My two favs. Gitaroo-Man gripping me by the throat rn. I also never see fanart for final form Yuichi and that’s not based.

[fisticuffs-bee]

if i had a nickel for every rhythm game ive played where the main character uses a (mostly) red and white guitar and has a robotic arm, AND the games both had some fantastic jazz tracks, i would have two nickels. which isn't a lot but it's weird it happened twice

anyway sadly i cannot play gitaroo man because of the fourth level

[kaazdalena]

more gitaroo-man stickers… U-1 is basically a magical girl

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.