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koduflower2000 · 6 months

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"It's time to think outside the box 🤔🧐"

Hi! I'm Kevin, but you can also call me Kodu, if you prefer. I'm the actual guy from Twitter (X).

Pronouns: He/Him/They/Them (any of these is fine)

Age: 18 years

Nationality: Sri Lankan

Timezone: Indian Standard Time (IST) (GMT+5:30)

A straight guy who supports the LGBTQ+ community (more specifically, I'm a straight cisgender ally)

A silly child at heart

Open talker (yes, you can be friends with me if you want)

Draws art just by using a mouse.

Speed variation of me drawing is frequent (sometimes I draw faster, other times I draw slowly)

I'm currently learning Russian BTW. Я не знаю что я делаю. 😔

Also I'm learning Spanish, and a little bit of German and French for entertainment. I hope to learn Ukrainian, Arabic and Danish any time soon.

I do music (it's actually one of my favorite things to do)

I do programming sometimes (I haven't uploaded a single cool project in here at all, as I remember) (another one of my favorites to do)

I mostly don't swear, except when I feel intense emotions. (if you're comfortable with reading my posts with swear words, go ahead. I won't judge)

I reblog a lot, so if you really wanna see what I've been working on, here are some tags in which you can look around.

#koduflower2000 art - art by me

#koduflower2000 projects - will be a tag in which i present my art and music projects.

#koduflower2000 talks - mostly something i wanna say

#koduflower2000 answers - a tag in which i answer to tumblr asks in my ask box

Interests

BFDI:TPOT (Battle For Dream Island: The Power Of Two)

BFB (Battle for BFDI)

BFDI (Battle For Dream Island)

III (Inanimate Insanity Invitational)

AvA (Animation vs Animator) series

AvM (Animation vs Minecraft) series

Bluey series from ABC Australia

Minecraft

Saw and Gaty (totally okay with those ships actually)

Airy and Popcorn from HFJONE (totally okay with those ships as well)

Fanfictions (started writing one btw)

Rhythm Games

Gaming

Computers

Linux

Information and Communication Technology

Language and Culture Learning

Science

Technology

Sports

DNI list:

Basic (you already know it)

Ableists

Anti-semitic people

Racists

Homophobic people (basically homophobes)

Pedophiles (basically MAPs)

Sexists

Xenophobic people (including islamophobes)

Transphobic people (basically transphobes)

TERFs (Trans-Exclusionary Radical Feminists, in other words, transphobic people who spread their gender opinions which are considered to be uncomfortable to trans people)

Advanced

Extreme NSFW accounts (a.k.a. the accounts with >=90% of the posts which are NSFW)

Pro-Israel people (I support Palestine, and no one can stop me)

Zionists (If you try to interact with my account, I would like to fight you and block you.)

Proshippers

Comshippers

Proshipper fans (people who support proships)

Comshipper fans (people who support comships)

People neutral with proshipping

People neutral with comshipping

People who spread misinformation against me

People who go against my boundaries

Boundaries: - you can treat me as your friend or someone you don't know, but you CANNOT treat me as a slave - you cannot tell me which group of people I can only interact (except for groups which seem bad to me) - do NOT insult me (constructive criticisms are always welcome)

Groomers (it's fine if you vent to me in DMs, but if you talk about uncomfortable sexual stuff in the end, you'll end up getting blocked)

On thin ice

People who harass me or any of my moots.

People who think they're superior than everyone for no reason.

Blog Landmarks

tee hee moot rose! ^ ^

me too (a tribute to all my previous moots who have been disappeared from the internet)

kinda the reason why i don't interact in here as much as i wanna

elements of the intro are subject to changes which occur periodically

#koduflower2000 art #koduflower2000 projects #koduflower2000 talks #koduflower2000 answers

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ms--galactic · 1 year

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Me: oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no malfunction time

THIS IS SERRRRR CUTE I'M SOBBING INSIDE & I HAVE A HEADACHE

Edit: the very moment I shown my mom this she said "is that Bluey?" Then I low-key had my moment & she said they had toys where she works at. I might have pissed her off...but she said she would try to get me one...😓😵 *hee hew hew hew hee hee hee hew* Frankly, I feel like an asshole, oh excuse my language.

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tobyfobywoahby · 7 months

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what was the dream about?

Pt 1 ok so like

cedar was a rich vampire and I was a regular village girl

and I was chilling w/ my brothers atlas bluey n Omen and I get fucking KIDNAPPED by this person and I’m like “😀⁉️” but it was just cedar and she was like “uhh mb u were just cute uhh oops” and so I stayed w: hee a bit until she invited my family to live a/ them

#late night jams #jammy dreamt

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shinyempirerpg · 1 year

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A-B-C

An Yu Jin (IVE) — Sugar Rush Cha Eun Woo — sunflower Christopher Bang — bluehour Choi Beom Gyu — LittleJoanna Choi San — sonogong Choi Soo Bin — Bonvoyage Choi Ye Rim — Cherry Choi Yeon Jun — Nahida

D-E-F

Fukutomi Tsuki — Eunoia

G-H-I

Hanni Pham — Kamek Han Yu Jin (ZB1) — Dumpling Hirai Momo — Kamek Hwang Hyun Jin — Némesis Hwang Ye Ji — Dalí

J-K-L

Jake Sim — Darimda Jang Won Young — jellypop Jeon Jung Kook — genos Jeon So Yeon — Bluey Jeon Won Woo — Zag Jeong Yun Oh — Blue Joshua Hong —sonogong Jung Woo Young — wang Kang Seul Gi — bluehour Kang Tae Hyun — shinyland Kim Chae Won — Kamek Kim Jennie — Promqueen Kim Ji Woong — Gaku Kim Ji Soo — Lynx Kim Min Ji— Hype Girl Kim Min Gyu — Than Kim Min Jeong (Winter) — Leixah Kim Seon Woo (Sunoo) — shinyland Kim Tae Hyung (V) — Bonvoyage Kim Yoo Jung — Pebbles Lalisa Manoban — Peach Lee Chae Min — Rotten Lee Chan (Dino) — Gatitos Lee Felix — shinyland Lee Min Ho (Lee Know) — Bonvoyage Lee Hee Seung — badlands Lee Ju Yeon — Nahida

M-N-O

Min Yoon Gi — Gatitos Minatozaki Sana — ReiRei Miyawaki Sakura — soul Myung Jae Hyun — Hype Girl Na Jae Min — poppy Nakamura Kazuha — ReiRei Naoi Rei — Darimda Ning Yi Zhuo — jellypop

P-Q-R

Park Ji Won (ESteem Model) — Gaku Park Jong Seong (JAY) — butch Park Sung Ho — Hype Girl Park Sung Hoon — Dumpling

S-T-U Seol Yoon Ah — kitty Shen Quan Rui (Ricky) — Disaster Shim Ja Yoon — Nahida Shin Yu Na — Peach Sung Han Bin — Sugar Rush Song Yuqi — ReiRei Stephen Yoon (Keeho) — soul

V-W-X

Wang Yi Xiang (Nicholas) — Gaku Won Ji Min — whiskerssmile

Y-Z

Yang Jung Won — caracolcito Yoo Ji Min (Karina) — whiskerssmile Yoon Jeong Han — Darimda Zhang Hao — whiskerssmile Zhou Tzu Yu — darum

#shiny empire rpg #reserva de pbs #reserva de fcs #rpg asiático #rpg los ángeles #rpg español

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uncaaj · 1 year

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Fanfic - Treasure Hunting (Bluey)

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Another morning dawned at the Heeler household and as usual, Bluey and Bingo were the first ones awake. This left them to contemplate the most important question of the day.

“Ohhhhhh, what are we having for breakfast?” Bluey sang in the overly dramatic opera voice she liked to do.

“Oooooooh, maybe some toast with peanut butter!” sang Bingo in much the same manner.

“Or hotcaaaaakes!”

“With juuuiiiice!”

A lower voice suddenly piped in. “Orrrrr how about some cereal insteeeaAAad!”

The voice crack at the end made Bluey and Bingo wince in unison. Their father Bandit, who had just briefly joined their duet as he walked into the kitchen, covered his mouth then gave an embarrassed grin.

“Dad, you’re not very good at singing,” said Bingo.

“Yeah, that sounded more like howling at the moon,” said Bluey with a giggle, making her sister giggle as well.

Bandit cleared his throat and poked his snout into the pantry. “You get to my age, mate, your voice wouldn’t be at its best in the morning either.” He reappeared with the box of cereal. “Now, food in gobs, eh?”

“Ohhhh, but I want hotcaaaaakes!” sang Bluey.

“With juuuuiiiiiiice!” Bingo belted.

Bandit winced himself as he set the box on the bar in front of them. “Hey, inside voices, you two,” he said, placing bowls and spoons down carefully. “It’s too early in the morning to be making noise like that.”

“But we’re not making noise,” said Bluey. “We’re singiiiiiiing!”

“Well, it’s too early for singing either. You’re gonna wake your mum.”

“Too late,” came a voice from behind. Bandit turned around to see his wife Chilli leaning on the entryway, yawning.

“Morning, mum!” said Bluey and Bingo in unison.

“Er, coffee, babe?” asked Bandit.

Chilli smiled. “Lovely.”

“Dad doesn’t like our singing,” said Bingo, pouring some cereal.

Chilli took a steaming mug from Bandit in exchange for a quick smoochy-kiss. “You’ll have to forgive your father. He was only seeing that I got a bit of extra sleep after the barbecue last night.”

“So that’s why he told us to quiet down,” said Bluey, pouring milk into her cereal.

“Well, it was for my benefit as well,” Bandit quipped, “these two have voices that’d wake the whole block.”

“Oh really? I think dad’s singing could wake the whole city!” said Bluey.

“Hee-hee! And then they’d run!” said Bingo.

“Ha!” Bandit exclaimed, crossing his arms. “I heartily disagree. Besides, who’s she gonna believe, you lot or her ever-devoted husband?” He made the please face at them, his eyes wide and sparkling in the emerging sunlight.

“I don’t know,” said Chilli, “Bluey may have you there.” She leaned in close to his ear and whispered, “That little vocal gaff is what woke me up.”

Bluey and Bingo heard that and laughed like nobody’s business. “Don’t you start too!” Bandit groused. “Alright, that’s it! I’ll be in the attic if anyone needs me.” With that, he threw his hands in the air and trudged out of the kitchen.

Chilli rolled her eyes. “Why don’t you two make your father feel better and go help him out?”

“What’s he doing in the attic?” Bluey asked before chomping a mouthful of cereal.

“We need more room up there so before he starts work, he’s clearing some old things out.”

“Ooh, like treasure hunting!”

“In a way,” said Chilli, “you could say we have a few family treasures hidden up there.”

Bluey squealed in excitement and hopped off her chair. “Come on, Bingo! Let’s help dad look for treasure!”

“Yeah, treasure hunting!” Bingo cheered, and the two girls dashed away, leaving their half-eaten breakfast behind.

Chili shook her head and gathered the bowls. “I wonder who’ll leave the bigger mess.”

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BLUEY: “This episode of Bluey is called 'Treasure Hunting.'”

The attic was a magical place. Boxes and trunks were stacked up to the ceiling and a circular window turned all the light in the tiny room into beams of glistening yellow.

Bandit dropped a box onto the floor and it kicked a cloud of dust right up to his nose. “Ah…AH…AAAAAH-CHOO!”

“Bless you!” said Bluey and Bingo.

“Thanks,” Bandit replied.

Bluey adjusted her slouch hat. “I do hope you’re enjoying the tour, ma’am.”

“Oh yes,” said Bingo, nodding.

Bluey slung her rubber play pickaxe over her shoulder. “It’s said that this cave is home to a treasure thousands of years old, and no one’s been able to find it.”

“Do you think we could find it?” Bingo asked, squeezing her play camera.

“Maybe. That’s why I’m leading this expedition. I’ve brought along the best digger money can buy.”

Bluey gestured to Bandit, who was looking over two open boxes. After a moment, he shoved one toward the opposite side of the room and said, “Bin.”

The box slid to the girls and toppled onto its side. Clothes tumbled out onto the floor. “Ah, yes, what have you found here, digger?” asked Bluey.

“It’s just you and Bingo’s old onesies.”

Bingo picked one up and inspected it. “Ooh, pretty stars.”

“Why did you pack them away if we grew out of them?” asked Bluey.

Bandit shrugged, lugging another box onto a shorter stack. “I dunno. For the memories, I suppose.”

“It’s said that ancient dog children wore these ages before we were born,” said Bluey to her customer.

“Wow,” said Bingo, “will these go in your museum?”

“They very well might. It’s the discovery of a lifetime!” Bluey hopped onto a nearby box and posed an explorer’s pose. Sunlight rippled off her cerulean fur.

“Hey kids!” said Bandit, “Give us a hand with this one?”

“Okay!” Bluey and Bingo ran over to their father, who was trying to pull a box off a stack. “This one’s heavy. I think it’s got books in it.” He pointed to the opposite side. “Get on that side, okay?”

“Ooh, we’re actually gonna dig for real life!” said Bingo, climbing over the box to where Bandit wanted.

Bluey followed after. “Yeah, we’re earning your money’s worth now. Okay, digger, what do we need to do?”

“I just want you to push this gently to me so I can lower it to the floor.” Bandit looked behind him and smirked. “But if you don’t push it really carefully, you could set off a booby trap.”

“Booby trap?!” Bluey gasped.

“Yeah,” Bandit nodded, “then we’ll be in for it, like many explorers before us. So take it easy.”

“Got it. Go ahead, ma’am.”

Bingo placed her hands on the box.

“Ready?” Bandit asked.

“Ready, digger,” Bingo answered.

“Push!”

Bingo pushed with all her might. The box budged half an inch. Bingo took her safari hat off and tried again, grunting with the effort. She put her shoulder into it but the box gave only half an inch more. She wiped her brow. “This is hard.”

“Don’t worry, ma’am,” said Bluey, gently pushing her sister aside. “Let me show you how someone who’s good at digging does the job.”

Bandit’s stomach sank like a carnival drop ride. This may not end well, but it was too late to reconsider as Bluey was already pushing.

“Muscle power!” she grunted as the box began to slide toward him.

“That’s it, that’s it,” Bandit encouraged. With every inch, he took more of a grip until the box left the stack and he was the one carrying it. “Great work! Now I’ll just back up slowly…”

Bingo gasped. A stray onesie was still on the floor, and her dad was stepping backward toward it. “Digger!” she yipped, pointing. “Booby trap!”

“What?” But it was too late. Bandit placed a paw on the loose garment and slipped. “Whoa!” He stumbled to the left, arms trembling under the heavy box.

“Dodge the arrows, digger!” Bluey shouted.

Luckily for Bandit, he didn’t have to do a thing. The weight of the box bid him to and fro like a ship swaying on the seas. Regaining his balance quickly became a non-option. He could only glance over at where he would be landing. “Make waaaaaaaayyy!” he howled as he crashed into another stack of boxes and he and they tumbled to the ground in a heap.

Bluey and Bingo grimaced. But when their dad slowly picked himself up, dazed, they sighed in relief. “Let’s help him out of the pit he fell in,” said Bluey, jumping down.

Bingo sat on the edge first before scooting off the box and following her sister. “How similar is this to your real-life digs?” Bluey asked.

Bandit shook the stars out of his eyes. “Not too dissimilar, I suppose. It’s much more like the movies up here.”

Bluey grabbed his arm and heaved him onto his feet. “Bingo wasn’t good at pushing the box,” she said.

“Only ‘cause she’s smaller than you,” said Bandit. “ But look at what she is good at.”

Bluey turned around. The box Bandit had carried was on its side, its contents all over the floor. Bingo picked up a large book from the pile and carried it on her head over to them.

“Well done, Bingo!” said Bandit.

Bingo eased the book off her head and onto Bandit’s lap. “Just like a camel!” she laughed, then ran back to the pile to grab another.

“Wow,” Bluey remarked then turned to Bingo. “Good work unpacking the chest, ma’am!”

Bandit smiled. “See? She may not push like you, but this book wasn’t a problem. Give people the right circumstances, and they might surprise you.”

Bluey nodded. “You’re very wise, digger.”

“Go on some digs like I have, you tend to gain some wisdom.” Bandit opened the book and he gasped at the sight.

“What? Did we find the big treasure?” Bluey asked, tail wagging.

Bandit laughed, and wiped some dust off the old Polaroids tucked inside. “Sure did. These photos are of my old band.”

“You were in a band?” Bingo asked, easing another book onto a nearby box.

“Yeah, with my brothers in college and a bit after. You don’t make it through an archaeology doctorate program without a way to blow off some steam.”

“What did you play?” Bluey asked.

Bandit pointed at a picture showing the whole band posing with their instruments. “Well, we were a rock band, so uncle Rad played bass, uncle Stripe was the drummer, and I played guitar and sang.”

“You sang?!” Bluey and Bingo exclaimed.

“I mean we all did,” Bandit removed a picture from its sleeve, “but I sang out front.”

Bluey and Bingo looked at the picture their dad chose. It had to have been taken in the middle of one of their concerts. Stripe was battering the drums, Rad grooving along with his big red bass. And there was Bandit in the middle, mullet in effect, strumming a mighty chord and likely belting a mighty note.

Bingo could almost hear the crowd cheering through the picture.

“Ah, good times, that was,” said Bandit, wistful honey coating his voice.

Bluey looked at her dad skeptically. “But this morning, your singing wasn’t very good.”

Bandit sighed and stroked Bluey’s ears. “Still on about that, eh? Well, this was 20 some odd years ago. I’m a bit out of practice. We stopped the band because we all got jobs and didn’t have the time. We had to grow up. And then me and your mum had you squirts so now I super don’t have the time.”

“Do you miss the band because of us?” asked Bingo, looking away shyly.

Bandit went over and scooped her up in his arms. “No, kid, not at all. I wouldn’t trade you lot for fame, fortune, or playing the Opera House.”

“Dad, look!” called Bluey. She was peeking behind another stack of boxes near the corner and reaching for something.

“What'd you find, Dr. Heeler?” Bandit asked, putting Bingo down.

Bluey dragged a black case from behind the stack and out into the light of the window. “I think I found the lost treasure!”

Bandit froze in place. “It can’t be…” He slowly walked over and took the case in his paws. Rubbing some of the dust off the front, he could feel long-forgotten memories rushing back to him. He unzipped the case and slowly lifted the lid. And there it was.

Bluey saw a twinkle in her dad’s eye as he lifted a brown and black guitar from the case, strap dangling from one side. “What is it?” she asked.

“It’s my old guitar, my Burgundy Beauty. I didn’t know we still had it.”

“Ooh, it’s pretty,” said Bingo, watching the finish glisten in the sun.

“I played many a pub with this at my side. I wonder if it’s still in tune,” Bandit said, sitting down on a box and resting the guitar on his lap. He strummed it delicately and winced at the discordant sound that resulted. Bluey and Bingo laughed. “Good gravy, definitely not,” Bandit sighed.

“Can it be fixed?” Bluey asked.

“Yeah, no problem. That’s what these things are for.” Bandit tapped the headstock where the tuning machines were and started turning them, as hundreds of times tuning up powered his muscle memory.

As the strings got higher and then lower, Bluey wondered if it could be made right. It had probably sat up here for years without being touched. And who even knew if her dad still knew how to play the thing?

But then she heard his voice in her head from earlier. “Give people the right circumstances, and they might surprise you.”

“Give people the right circumstances, and they might surprise you,” Bluey repeated out loud. Just then a pretty sound made her ears perk up. Her tail began to wag happily as her dad strummed a few chords from the old guitar, and beautiful music filled the room.

“Just like a bike,” said Bandit, pumping a fist. Even if it had been years, the music never seemed to have left. He looked at Bluey and nodded. “‘Atta girl.” Bluey smiled back.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed. Snatching it and looking at the new notification, he bolted upright. “Ooh, biscuits! I forgot I had a meeting right now! Gotta dash, we’ll get back to this later.” And off he ran to his office, still holding the guitar.

Later in the day, after all of his tasks had been taken care of and they all resigned to clean the mess they made and leave the attic clearing for another time, Bluey walked by Bandit’s office. She heard a fun sequence of chords and stopped. Creeping up and putting her ear to the door, she could hear Bandit singing.

I've got a new apartment baby And it protects me from the lonely whistling streets

As her tail swung to the tempo, she thought, these circumstances seemed right for her dad, and he wasn’t such a bad singer after all.

And I've got a new apartment baby The interior color is red And my only friend is my stereo receiver Playing my favorite song all night long

She spun around and began to dance along.

#fanfiction #aj tries to write #bluey #bluey heeler #bingo heeler #bandit heeler #chilli heeler #fluff #humor #pretend #yes i made the title card myself

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decayinggracerpg · 3 months

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A - B - C - D

๏ Bae Joo Hyun (Irene) / Bluey

๏ Choi Beom Gyu / Blaze

๏ Choi Mi Yeon / Serenity Haven Orphanage (Psicóloga infantil) / Segunda hija Choi / Serpens

๏ Choi San / Halazia

๏ Choi Soo Bin / Pianista / Bubbletea

๏ Choi Yeon Jun / Yeongwonhan Mart (Dependiente) / Lynn

๏ Christopher Bang (Bang Chan) / Pepita

๏ Do Han Se / Maquillaje y Vestuario / Coco Loco

E - F - G - H

๏ Han Seung Woo / Wang Primogénito / Waffle

๏ Hwang Hyun Jin / Hijo menor de los Song / Restaurador / Coco loco

I - J - K - L

๏ Jang Wong Young / Cherry

๏ Jeon So Yeon / Super Lady

๏ Jung Woo Young / Halazia

๏ Kang Hae Rin / Daphne Blake

๏ Kang Seul Gi / Soul

๏ Kim Chae Won / Dramatic Dimensions (Actriz) / Primogenita Kang / Leixah

๏ Kim Ha Ram / Lemon

๏ Kim Jennie / T.

๏ Kim Seok Woo (Rowoon) / Time Craft (Dueño) / Primogénito Choi / Anthare

๏ Kim Tae Hyung (V) / Comisaría (Sargento) / BadApple

๏ Kwon Na Yeon (Nana) / Videoclub / Space

๏ Lee Dong Min (Eunwoo) / Cherry

๏ Lee Do Hyun / Vendedor especializado en antigüedades / Tiger

๏ Lee Hee Seung / Grey

๏ Lee Saerom / Primogénita Song / Aqua

๏ Lee Seung Heon / Spider-man.

๏ Lee Sun Mi / Trabajadora Social / Fanta

M - N - O - P

๏ Matías Recalt / Jinete.

๏ Min Yoon Gi / TI

๏ Myung Jae Hyun / Hijo menor Wang / P

๏ Nana (Unis) / Hachi

๏ Nicha Yontararak (Minni) / Fanta

๏ Ning Yi Zhou (Ningning) / Gemelas Wang / Bluey y Amicia

๏ Nishimura Riki (Niki) / Actor (Dramatic Dimensions) / Hijo menor Kang / Yuki

๏ Park Ji Min / TI

๏ Park Jong Seong / Corgi

๏ Park Seong Hwa / Tanatopractor / Dechim

๏ Park Sung Ho / Tanatopractor / Mitty

๏ Park Sung Hoon / Bibliotecario / Choi (Cuarto hijo) / World

Q - R - S - T - U

๏ Shen Quan Rui / Angel Dust

๏ Song Kang / Médico de psiquiatría / P

๏ Sung Han Bin / Angel Dust

V - W - X - Y - Z

๏ Yoo Ji Min (Karina) / Melocotón

#reservas #lista de reservados

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pixelpoff · 2 years

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Tagged by @provider-of-guardians !

Rules: Tag 9 people you would like to know/catch up with

Last song: Genghis Khan by Miike Snow

Last TV show: BLUEY

Currently watching: BLUEY; nothing is better than bluey

Currently reading: I truly do not read, I am listening to audio sermons (Pastor Steven Furtick is my go to)

Tagging: @headinthebox tee hee

#tag game

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some-triangles · 7 years

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EPISODE 36. Only three more to go. I’ll miss these crazy kids… Greeny, Blondey, Bluey. Cow. The Murder Child.

You know who I’m not going to miss?

I’m not going to miss Akio and his endless, endless stream of vehicle-based dirty talk.

(A horse is a vehicle.)

Akio tells Utena that she looks just like a princess in the woods. They make out. Later, Miki and Juri see Utena walking home and Juri makes the following observation.

Everything’s changing. Things fall apart, the center cannot hold, falcon, gyre, etc. Everyone was so excited about revolution that they forgot about the scary parts – baskets of heads, rotting in the Thermidor heat.

There follows a scene which is almost miraculous, in that it manages to earn for Touga and Saionji a tiny amount of my sympathy. The secret, of course, is that you can’t spell sympathetic without pathetic.

Touga is taking Saionji for a ride in his sex bike.

After another flood of double-entendres – Saionji is not happy to be bottoming, although it’s hard to imagine how else this was going to work out – they get around to discussing the business at hand. Saionji asks whether Touga is really going to duel again, and in so doing play into End of the World’s hands. He says that it is time for them to rise out of their coffins in defiance. Touga says he will have his answer tonight.

Tonight.

Then Touga tells Saionji that standing up like that is dangerous. It’s almost adorable, how hard they’re trying. Poor fucked critters.

Later, Utena is chatting to Chu-Chu about Anthy’s visits to Akio, under a giant projection of Saturn and one of its moons. (The best I can do for you there is that all of Saturn’s major moons are named after greek titans, all of whom married their siblings. Let’s say it’s Rhea, who married Saturn himself, Cronus.) Touga arrives unexpectedly. He invites her out to the dueling arena to talk about End of the World.

After the above-pictured continuity error, Touga tries a couple moves, to no avail. He tries again up on the platform, under the phantom castle. He asks her if she’s in love with the chairman – she says there’s no way that could be, he’s got a fiancée and everything – and then asks if there’s no way that he could be her prince. He tells her that he loves her, simply, and without the usual farting around. He says that if she’ll stay with him that night, the memory will be all he needs. She buys it, because he’s telling the truth.

The next day, Saionji asks if Touga has his answer. He does:

Touga admits that he has experienced the love feelings with all the grimness appropriate to this, his fall from playboy status. He then turns around – oh, you dumb, dumb cluck – and says that now that he is armed with this information it is extra super clear that he must duel her and beat her so Akio can’t have her. Not that he should, like, warn her, or tell her what’s going on, or anything like that. That would be breaking bro code. No, the only way to beat Akio is to excel in the contest that Akio invented and to follow the rules that Akio made up. Hammer, meet nail.

He rolls up to Utena the next day and duly challenges her. If she wins, the student council is done fucking around with Anthy, forever. If she loses, she must become… his woman.

Nor did I. He’s supposed to be better at this. Love, the ruin of conniving men.

A flurry of really execrable puns (this is not the shadow puppet girls’ finest outing) and we’re off to the dueling arena! Already!

When we get there it turns out that Saionji is an absolute natural at princessing.

He climbs into the car, the model of passivity, and commits. If he’s smart, he’ll think about that when all this is over.

Interestingly enough, Touga’s heart sword isn’t a katana – it’s a bastard. Hee hee hee.

The battle begins. Touga and Utena go at it hard, pausing only for a sentimental borgesian dyad mid-skirmish. How many times have the two of them dueled, here?

It’s a moment of genuine tenderness. In another life, one where Touga isn’t quite such a lange schwert, they could have had something real together. (Unfortunately in that life he pulls a Jeff Buckley before they have a chance to get anything going, but that’s another story for another time.)

Meanwhile, the arena is setting up for the finale. It’s the last sanctioned duel of the tournament, a special match demands a special gimmick, and there are none more special than the Iron Circle.

Touga takes advantage of the distraction caused by actual cars whizzing by at unsafe speeds to try for a sneak attack. Utena backflips away. There’s no time for half-measures; we skip right to the finish, as the bride abandons her body and protects the sword.

It works.

As is often the case with heavily gimmicked matches, there’s no time for storytelling here – it’s just a series of big spots. Utena may be a one-woman wrecking derby, but Touga’s got one last trick up his sleeve.

Oh, my poor, brave, deluded boys.

Utena doesn’t even bother summoning the prince. She charges the sword-wielding moped jockey on foot and cuts his fucking bike in half.

Those who live shirtless die shirtless.

After it’s over, Touga warns her to beware End of the World, and the Rose Bride too. She no-sells it and gives him the ol’ sayonara. He’s toast – finished – done. Except not quite, as there still needs to be an audience, to watch the rest play out. And, to usher in the final act: Utena falls asleep early, with Akio’s name on her lips, but wakes in the middle of the night to find Anthy gone. She goes looking for her and sees for herself the primal scene.

Good god, what now?

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