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Asma, 19, she/her, Revolutionary Girl Utena stuff mostly

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the first time i really properly got into geese i remember feeling so pumped about their live snl performance of trinidad that i texted my friend the words "god has never felt so real". little did i know

#cameron winter #geese band

domestic utenanthy..!!!

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all over america there's people fuckin living their bliss you know what i mean

#cameron winter #geese band #3d country

this was the first drawing of anthy i ever did

#revolutionary girl utena fanart #rgu fanart #anthy himemiya

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my fav scene in this show is when ethan tells victor about the internet and he doesn't believe him

#fuck man i posted this to the wrong account #how did i just notice #from mgm

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I'M BACK BABWYYY!!!!

rgu sketchbook dumps masterpost

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considering the relationship between maturity and beauty standards in rgu

this wonderful post right here shows the attractive anime versions of utena and anthy versus their uglier, liberated counterparts. i really like @akissthroughtheglass 's tags on that post as an explanation of the awareness within rgu of its own beauty standards:

beauty in rgu is made synonymous to maturity by akio. the duelists all want to be beautiful, and akio gives them this solely by the act of 'choosing them'. he doesn’t say, “i chose you because you are beautiful”, he says “you are beautiful because i chose you.” the visual representation of this, then, of all the characters appearing way older than they actually are, acts as a test for the audience. it asks us whether we will choose to fall for the puppet-peep show the children are putting on, aided by akio’s strings.

there’s also something here about how the definitions of maturity change based on gender. for touga and saionji, their maturity levels rely on how well they can manipulate, and for anthy and nanami they rely on how well they can be manipulated. tsuwabuki is an interesting case here, as he wants to win nanami’s affection by being mature, and from the very start we see him doing this by (very clumsily) manipulating the situation around him to be in his favor, like with the flowerpot and the logs. but he fails because nanami repeatedly undermines any semblance of his authority by treating him like the rose bride, like a girl (“tsuwabuki’s my boyfriend! i’m free to treat him any way i choose!”)

another way of looking at it is that immaturity is desirable in girls. if we perceive maturity as an inherently masculine concept, that might be why utena interests akio and touga so much. she is immature and masculine, and thus threatens the conception of masculinity that they idealise and worship. when grooming her, akio doesn’t try to make her mature– he wants her to be immature in a way that is feminine, therefore attractive.

nanami feels actively justified in her immaturity because she is a girl. she has that connection of concepts in her head and thus her obnoxious immaturity might as well be her way of expressing her femininity. she hopes that if she acts like a child around touga, he will find her attractive. nanami’s perception is that an older brother is a dearer and more intimate relation than a lover: she doesn’t want touga to be her boyfriend. she wants him to be her older brother. she sees the way touga treats his girlfriends, like objects, like rose brides, and applies this logic to her “boyfriend” tsuwabuki, and tsuwabuki outright states he doesn’t want to be her boyfriend, he wants to be her older brother.

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some part of mikage’s manipulation in the black rose arc is that he “empathises” with his victim’s ugliness. the color brown in rgu represents mundaneness, and can also be associated with ugliness or undesirability in the way that wakaba and keiko, whose hair are brown, are considered undesirable by the ones they love. they also both harbor resentment towards anthy, because the brown in her appearance makes her attractive (or, rather, exotic).

so if brown is ugly, why is Akio ruling at the top of the hotness hierarchy? i think to some extent he might be playing into the mythologising and exoticising of brown skin. by playing into the tide of ethnocentrism, his public image is built simultaneously with his success and the fact that he is from a minority group. this causes people to assume, mislead to believe it is of their own accord, that he is special: that he fought against something great to achieve his position. thus, people like wakaba come to easily trust him because they believe he will understand where they are coming from when they speak of their own oppression. they think that he will be different than all the other men just because he is brown, and akio utilises this trust to turn it against them. akio’s ordinariness makes him loveable.

akio doesn’t want anthy to benefit from this same concept. she is the witch, she is the rose bride, and so people who find comfort in ordinariness hate her for being special. but every girl is, in the end, just like the rose bride– and so girls who want to be special hate her for the ordinariness she represents. this post talks about the lack of actual representation of ugly people in media and i think that’s absolutely true-- i often wondered about the beauty standards being upheld in rgu. but more so than in rgu, the beauty standards and the art style are themselves a part of the worldbuilding, parts that stare at us in the face from the very start.

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anthy. oh, anthy. born a girl and paid so dearly for it. love and hate were always the same to you. maybe, in some lost, past life, you may have known what it was like to know the difference, but i am afraid we have both forgotten. the only truth that exists now is his fucking self insert fanfiction in which his tiny little sister has sex with him to save him. he now uses this as an excuse to "save" you over and over and over. the duels hurt you and you are possessed by the spirit of an object that never knew the difference between love and hate. and over and over and over the swords of hate fly into you and rip apart your seams but oh, my beloved anthy, you were not meant to feel. you know what it is like to have swords thrust into you and it is disgusting and dry and bloody. you are encrusted with fluids and your rose is dyed a rusted red. you do not even know what it is to be pure. you are stained and drenched. you cannot cry nor sweat nor come nor vomit. over and over and over and over. maybe you were 4000. maybe you were just 14

but here's the thing, anthy. you wish so badly to physically be as hollow as you feel inside, but you are not. you are wonderfully fleshy and throbbing and alive! anthy, you are alive! and things that live can feel pain like objects simply cannot. don't you get it, anthy? they may objectify you, they may sexualise you, they may fill you with their own bloated desires, but you are your own! doesn't this prove it? don't you feel the excruciating pain of every single blade? every. single. year? anthy! you are 4000! or maybe. you are just 14.

what makes you so unbelievably wonderful, though, my beloved anthy, is that you learnt to love. i would say "again" but i don't know if you ever have, before. you learnt to love. did you even know that that was what you were doing? you had no fucking idea what to do about it. you tried killing her, you tried killing yourself. anthy, akio told you: a blade is but a toothpick without its wielder. but did you forget? you, my flower, have a calyx. she encompassed your developing bud and, even now, she remains at your base and supports you. she is so inextricable from you that her wielding you feels like masturbation. holding her hand feels like holding your own. you've never held yourself before. oh, anthy. did you even know that being held could be a good thing? or did you think you would prick yourself on your own thorns and stain yourself further red? oh, anthy. you were always pure. you set out, now, in search for her and yourself. who even are you? can we find out, together?

have you heard? have you heard? she's only 14

#rgu posts

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