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Yellow paintings by Van Gogh ⭐️🌻💛
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what a doll 😔
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That’s why I still believe that Tanaka san’s turnaround was a calculated move from him. He’s biding his time. I don’t think he was being loyal to Ciel’s older twin brother and Undertaker. As part of Vincent’s Aristocrats of Evil he knows the tricks, the ins and outs, of luring the enemies.
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Ch 41, The Butler, Stalwart
“…At this manor, all those who seek to harm the young master…whoever they may be…shall, by we servants…be shown no mercy.”
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my radiance lies here
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I forgot to add that OnoD and Maaya are very much aware of the popularity of this series abroad and that they are very grateful for the international fans.
I am rereading my notes and this particular thing escaped my attention when I first posted it.
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First web radio of the duo Sebastian Michaelis/Ciel Phantomhive is out. Daisuke Ono and Maaya Sakamoto are the first personalities to hold it.
Am urging you to listen to it.
When Ono D began to talk with his cool Sebastian M voice, Maaya suddenly joked that she didn’t know which way to reply. Both admitted that talking nonstop for 30 minutes with their character voices was difficult. Prior to this web radio, OnoD used to have a show called the Phantom Midnight Radio. They talked about mostly the early days of Kuroshitsuji recording where Maaya felt nervous and shy bc she was the only female cast member at that time. She was young and didn’t know anything. I guess that was the reason she wasn’t a guest to many of their festival presentations. So now, that the two of them got reunited it was good that they were bonding, they said. They also discussed the new cast members where many of them professed that they watched the show when they were teenagers. OnoD particularly mentioned McMillan’s VA, Haruka Shiraishi, who was starstruck upon learning she was able to work with Maaya and OnoD on the anime she used to watch beforehand.
Other things I’ve learned: OnoD loves to wear black influenced partly by his role as S. Maaya is not only a singer and an actor, she also writes and has a column at NewType.
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Maaya Sakamoto and Daisuke Ono
Anyway, I saved the ending because it encapsulated that they are much closer than say, 10 years ago.
Daisuke Ono: We are creating works of quality that will definitely exceed expectations. If we are to live up to those expectations, we will definitely accomplish it and show it beyond expectations. What will we do if we can't do something like that? We are only one hell of butlers after all.
Maaya Sakamoto: Yo!
Daisuke: When Maaya-chan’s “Yo!” comes in things start to become a bit like traditional performing arts. So-so-so-so. (Tsk tsk tsk.. both are laughing) Anyway, I'm looking forward to the future. I'm looking forward to the anime, I’m looking forward to the radio show. The next program on this show will be Tachibana Tatsumaru, who plays the role of Gregory Violet, and Kikunosuke Toya, who plays Cheslock, as the next participants.
PS: If you are collecting points (so far I have earned 450 points!) then you need the code. This is where you can get it.
Also, Volume 1 of DVD/Blu-ray’s benefits will contain the anime soundtrack among others. Yay!
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Like Bardcore is a thing and nobody was going to tell me about it?
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First web radio of the duo Sebastian Michaelis/Ciel Phantomhive is out. Daisuke Ono and Maaya Sakamoto are the first personalities to hold it.
Am urging you to listen to it.
When Ono D began to talk with his cool Sebastian M voice, Maaya suddenly joked that she didn’t know which way to reply. Both admitted that talking nonstop for 30 minutes with their character voices was difficult. Prior to this web radio, OnoD used to have a show called the Phantom Midnight Radio. They talked about mostly the early days of Kuroshitsuji recording where Maaya felt nervous and shy bc she was the only female cast member at that time. She was young and didn’t know anything. I guess that was the reason she wasn’t a guest to many of their festival presentations. So now, that the two of them got reunited it was good that they were bonding, they said. They also discussed the new cast members where many of them professed that they watched the show when they were teenagers. OnoD particularly mentioned McMillan’s VA, Haruka Shiraishi, who was starstruck upon learning she was able to work with Maaya and OnoD on the anime she used to watch beforehand.
Other things I’ve learned: OnoD loves to wear black influenced partly by his role as S. Maaya is not only a singer and an actor, she also writes and has a column at NewType.
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Maaya Sakamoto and Daisuke Ono
Anyway, I saved the ending because it encapsulated that they are much closer than say, 10 years ago.
Daisuke Ono: We are creating works of quality that will definitely exceed expectations. If we are to live up to those expectations, we will definitely accomplish it and show it beyond expectations. What will we do if we can't do something like that? We are only one hell of butlers after all.
Maaya Sakamoto: Yo!
Daisuke: When Maaya-chan’s “Yo!” comes in things start to become a bit like traditional performing arts. So-so-so-so. (Tsk tsk tsk.. both are laughing) Anyway, I'm looking forward to the future. I'm looking forward to the anime, I’m looking forward to the radio show. The next program on this show will be Tachibana Tatsumaru, who plays the role of Gregory Violet, and Kikunosuke Toya, who plays Cheslock, as the next participants.
PS: If you are collecting points (so far I have earned 450 points!) then you need the code. This is where you can get it.
Also, Volume 1 of DVD/Blu-ray’s benefits will contain the anime soundtrack among others. Yay!
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Honestly, AO3 is a heavenly blessing.
This is what happened when a fanfic site is profit driven. Wattpad sucks 😞
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The email from Wattpad is so condescending imagine pressuring writers to update and work while they are doing it for free and fun. Also the discovery? Algorithm? Of Wattpad looks like a stressful popularity contest 😑
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I am seeing leaks on Jujutsu Kaisen Chapter 257 and I don’t know what to think about the revelation. Yuji Itadori. Jin Itadori. Sukuna. Kenjaku. All families are psychotic.
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Snake, a clearer version of Volume 34.
Supports his foot. He pipes a world of snakes, / Of sways and coilings, from the snake-rooted bottom / Of his mind. And now nothing but snakes / Is visible. The snake-scales have become / Leaf, become eyelid; snake-bodies, bough, breast / Of tree and human. And he within this snakedom / Rules the writhings which make manifest / His snakehood and his might with pliant tunes / From his thin pipe. Out of this green nest… (Sylvia Plath)
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Professor Sebastian Michaelis, if you will. Yana Toboso’s new website header.
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he’s a blogger. he’s got anger issues. he’s got a lesbian sister with a drinking problem that he’s not on the best of terms with. he’s got a tire iron in his pants. he’s short. he carries a gun everywhere. he’s not good at talking about these sort of things. he thinks he’s a pretty great boyfriend. he’s an adrenaline addict. he can’t keep track of his girlfriends but he can count 57 texts. he bikes! he has killed people
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Interpretations can go in different directions depending on how you see the story, how it affects you, definitely your own personal experience and your set of morals.
I actually find this interpretation very intriguing. It is actually more twisted, if you think about the implications and the consequences.
I am close to my father but it is typical filial love. There has been no flying in the clouds, or looking at each other’s eyes, no silly games of one-upmanship, definitely there has been no eroticism when he used to dress me up when I was little.
So every time I read this interpretation I wonder how and what is the relationship of these people to their own fathers.
It is different from say, Kazurei and their love for Miri, or Lewis Smith and Lulu. Because these male fictional characters are what constitute for me typical of paternal love to their adopted child. They care for these children characters as if they were their own flesh and blood devoid of eroticism or even malice, but only seeking for their wellbeing.
So yes, mark me intrigued. Truly.
the dadbastians are already interpreting the new chapter as father/son…. delusion has no bounds i guess
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WIP Wednesday: Sebardagni Post-Apocalyptic Domestic Sickfic AU
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I know no one cares about this idea aside from me, but this is the first thing I’ve been able to write in months, and I really fucking need the escapism of Sebastian having two men taking care of him even when the world has fallen to pieces.
I have a few scenes for this written I may end up posting on AO3 later, but for now, enjoy this scene.
The concept for this AU is this: the world ended a few years ago, and Bard, Agni, and Sebastian have been surviving together. Sebastian is chronically ill, so he and Agni mind the homestead while Bard goes off on excursions for supplies. It’s not an easy life, but overall, they’re happy.
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Sebastian balanced carefully. The forearm crutches Bard had fashioned for him fit better than anything he’d managed with since the world collapsed and meant he wouldn’t do just that onto the floor—even if his muscles were weak.
He’d finally managed a few hours’ sleep, exhaustion and one of Agni’s herbal treatments helping to ease his breathing long enough to dream.
And what a dream it was. He couldn’t wait to hurry out of the small bedroom they shared in this tiny mountain cabin and tell Agni about it. As bittersweet as it was, it had felt so wonderfully real, he could almost ignore the perpetual tightness in his chest.
“Agni! Agni!” Sebastian cautiously eased the door open.
The cabin was cozy, a main room with a fireplace, kitchen, and sitting area, a bedroom and bath, and a cellar Sebastian couldn’t access—too many stairs— where they stored food for the winter.
The fire illuminated the room as Agni worked. From the way the orange sun had colored the bedroom, Sebastian suspected it was evening, which would mean Agni would likely be busy prepping their dinner.
Things had been harder lately, since Bard had been gone for weeks now—73 days, exactly, not that Sebastian had been counting—but they made do. Agni wasn’t as skilled a huntsman as Bard, but between their garden, preserved stores, chickens and goats, they managed. Agni had to coax Sebastian more often than not to eat as it was, so he barely dented their food stocks.
“I dreamed Bard came home and he found me medicine, and—“ Sebastian’s voice cut out immediately as he realized he heard Agni speaking to someone. And then he saw him. “Bard?”
The man was perched on a stool at the kitchen island, looking ragged and thinner than Sebastian remembered, but very much not a dream or a ghost.
“You’re alive?!” Sebastian’s eyes filled and he pushed himself to move as fast as he possibly could, dropping his arms from his crutches so he could throw them around his lover. “Agni and I were worried you were never coming home.”
Bard’s strong arms supported Sebastian in their embrace so he wouldn’t lose his footing, enjoying this connection. He smelt like tobacco and sweat and days out on the road, but more than anything, like hope.
Sebastian didn’t even care if Bard hadn’t been able to find any medicine for him. He was just so relieved he began to sob as weeks of emotions he’d been damming up broke free.
“Hey, hey, you’ll make your breathing worse. I’m all right. I missed you both and thinking of getting back here to you kept me going. You know I don’t die easy.”
Sebastian’s legs ached, and Bard sensed his growing instability and helped him sit down beside him. A moment later, Agni set a steaming mug in front of him. The frothy liquid was green. Another one of his herbal concoctions?
“It’s matcha. I lucked out.” Bard scratched his cheek. “Got caught in a bad storm a couple towns over and took refuge in a partly burned-out old asian market. I moved some shelves to help create a barcade and found a whole supply of the stuff that had been overlooked by scavengers.”
“The caffeine will help your breathing,” Agni said with a warm smile. “It’s not medicine, but it was a good find.”
Sebastian tried not to frown as he took a sip. It was bitter, but Agni had added some of the honey from the bees he kept to sweeten it. He didn’t want to ruin their happy reunion by suggesting, again, that maybe it was time Agni and Bard moved on and left him behind. He was too frail to travel, and Bard was having to spend more and more time on the road, detouring farther and farther from their home base in order to find any medicine to help ease Sebastian’s symptoms.
Even before the world fell apart, Sebastian had been ill. But after, the stress and lack of medical care meant his condition had deteriorated significantly, and if they hadn’t found this cabin by chance, he knew he probably would have died years ago.
Sometimes, he wondered if that would have been better for both Agni and Bard, even if he kept his mouth shut as he listened to them talking, Bard regaling some of his adventures while Agni finished prepping their food.
They’d have rabbit stew tonight, thanks to Bard’s catch, and Sebastian cherished the warmth of the mug in his hands as he tried to enjoy the limited happiness of this domestic snapshot.
He did like it here, in their little cabin. The woods shielded them from most of the horrors of the dying human world, and the fresh, dry air eased his breathing some. He loved their little home and garden, and enjoyed helping Agni with the animals when he was well enough to venture outside. He thought, despite his illness and the reality of their new world, he might be content, if Bard didn’t constantly have to put his life at risk for Sebastian’s sake.
Sebastian shivered as one of Bard’s coarse hands played with his long hair, curling a strand around a finger.
“I missed you both so fucking much,” he said. Sebastian could see the fear in those blue eyes, that he’d probably worried he might not make it back, or that by the time he did, only Agni would be waiting for his return.
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Reblogs appreciated as always!
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If there is one thing I can complain of the app Manga Up is that it doesn’t allow you to take screenshots.
But if you want to read the latest Kuroshitsuji chapter and beyond you can try it and pay for some coins. They have other good titles too so it isn’t bad to pay a bit. Like The Apothecary Diaries, Smoking Behind the Supermarket with You, Cherry Magic: 30 Years of Virginity…, Love in the Palm of his hand, Horimiya, etc.
Brighton arc, Chapter 211, has started and Yana T, oh Yana, has drawn some exquisite frames for us to feast on and remind ourselves who are the protagonists of her manga.
Finnian and the FOI children are safe for now. But the escape was an arduous task.
It just dawned on me that Doll is not yet totally dead. I pray to gods that she’d let Snake alone and let him die peacefully. The moment they get a hold of Snake’s body to transform him to be a bizarre doll would be a painful sight for Finnian and the others. The revenge would be so massive and torturous for both parties.
But yes, the last frame of S and Ciel is a hero shot reminding us who are the main characters and that they are back, back, back.
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呪術廻戦 S2 Ep. 05: Premature Death
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