#deck: sebastian

[kuroshitsuji-wiki]

It's Yana Toboso's birthday! (January 24, 1984)

Yana forgot her birthday this year...

... so there's even more reason to congratulate her and celebrate!

Some trivia:

She chose her penname "Yana Toboso" to indicate what kind of manga she wanted to create: Because there are so many mangas whose central themes are dreams, hope, friendship, and love, she wanted to make a manga whose focus is the opposite. "Yana" derives from "iya" (unpleasant, detestable, disagreeable; here: unpleasant/nasty child), and "toboso" is meant to signify importance: a "toboso" is a cavity in the frame of a door used as part of a pivot hinge; as doors wouldn't work without hinges, hinges are important objects. "Yana Toboso," therefore, is meant to mean "the hated/bad child is in the middle" (憎まれっ子がど真ん中にく る). (Character Guide, page 146)

Yana once stated that Ciel resembles her the most out of her characters. (Character Guide, page 147)

*cough* Obviously.

Exhibit A:

(Downstairs with Kuroshitsuji VII, from Volume 17)

(Chapter 76)

Exhibit B: The iconic Pancake Saga from 2018!

Yana's grandmother encouraged her to become a mangaka, and her mother pushed her to submit her work to a publisher when she was 20. Both have since passed away. (sources: akumadeenglish, The Japan Times)

She is a fan of the band L'Arc-en-Ciel (source). HYDE, the vocalist of that band, wrote the opening for Season 5. Yana was obviously very happy about that!

Yana contemplated making "fluffy spin-offs" to Kuroshitsuji, e.g., "a gourmet manga featuring the canteen of the Shinigami dispatch association HQ, or a manga where the Indian butler cooks curry or the black butler makes sweets, or where the servants make small discoveries." However, she dropped those ideas because her "fluffy concepts" kept becoming ominous after a few chapters. (source)

Kuroshitsuji was not meant to be set in 19th-century England from the beginning. Mr. K and the chief editor eventually suggested England as the setting. Yana, who did not know much about England (and could not find many materials early on; source: Downstairs with Kuroshitsuji II in Volume 2), especially not about 19th-century England, and did not believe the manga would be a hit anyway, then cooked up the wonderfully anachronistic Volume 1. Since then, Yana has become more knowledgeable about Victorian England, got a historical advisor (Rico Murakami) who also, sometimes, translates sources for her (source: Downstairs with Kuroshitsuji Special in Volume 15), has been (re-)learning English, and visited England twice. The manga has, thus, become significantly more historically accurate over the years. Still, as it's a fantasy manga, Yana likes to incorporate anachronistic elements for story purposes (e.g. Grim Reaper tech and possessions, Wolfsschlucht) anyway (or simply because she wants to; e.g. the idol groups, I suppose). Anachronisms have, thus, shifted from accidental to deliberate.

Sebastian's mobile phone will be forever iconic, but it has been retconned for over a decade now.

And The Wild Earl lost more than his head was cancelled when all TVs were thrown out of the continuity with the end of the Indian Butler Arc (TVs are last mentioned in Chapter 23).

May we learn many Victorian things alongside Yana in the next years too!

(Downstairs with Kuroshitsuji II, Volume 2)

And may she have a happy, restful birthday so that she doesn't forget it again^^' (And the best of health^^)

[icantdothistodaybruh]

Day 4, soft death

[anerdyquirk]

Can you believe I made each of these Stardew Valley Slimes by hand?!! My favorite Nintendo Switch / Steam Deck charm I have made for the gaming community so far 🎮♥️

[parkerdesings]

PARKER'S DECK — F1 N° 5

click for better quality

request here! ; masterlist! ; my rules!

parker yaps: I honestly didn't know how to start this... so i just asked a friend about which one should i post here and this one was the winner!!

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

[deckdarcyy]

shout out to my fav french men. ur all icons.

[starrystep]

#656 - Sebastian Michaelis from Black Butler

[druryskies]

cards i bought off of ebay. didnt realize how many gay ones i bought but i like them so its okkkk. third pic are my fav ones smile 🙂

[hunter-slime-660]

[XV] [THE DEVIL]

Gloria Patri, et Filio, et Spiritui Sancto,

Sicut erat in principio, et nunc, et semper, et in sæcula sæculorum. Amen.

[amphigories]

wonders & mysteries of recent days

[7reya]

Death (Sebastian)

Upright: change, progress, new horizons, destruction

Reversed: inertia, sleep, lethargy, stagnation

I was so inspired by @veckati’s rdr2 major arcana deck that making a stardew valley version has become my new hyperfixation. We’ll see how many I actually draw, but I have the major arcana planned out 👀.

[ask-elland-n-will]

Will: Funny you say that, Sebastian. Some things have a tendency to boomerang, don't they?

So you DO have a favorite pair...

Are you going to share with the class? Are they fuzzy? Distinguished? Would you wear them out in the common room or just in the private company of your Niffler?

We will promise to leave your wardrobe in peace but these are things we must know.

They are tartan in house colours and only thing that makes them fuzzy is niffler fur because Nosy likes to sleep in them occasionally. We both got quite the shock when I once tried to shove my feet into them straight after waking.

Word to the wise, do not put on slippers without waiting for the sleep haze to clear from your vision. Especially if you have a small pet who holds grudges.

And no, I do not wear them in the common room. If you are a Slytherin, then you understand why.

[lenorashore]

Nights Alone with the Boys - Audios [Pt. II]

🔞NSFW🔞MDNI

The long-awaited second edition of my Nights Alone with the Boys series is here! I cannot thank y'all enough for your patience while I took my SWEET FREAKING TIME churning these out. I didn't expect this to take off as much as it did! I wanted to have these done weeks ago but alas, life wanted to get in the way once again.

As a thank you, I made these a bit longer and-

*gasp*

What's that...? An unexpected addition?

Enjoy... 💋

Listen to Part I here🔞 Listen to Part III here🔞 cw: explicit sexual content, vulgar language, thrusting, dirty talk. All characters are 18+. Best with headphones for the SFX 🎧

Thumbnail image credits go to girl-named-matty, dvinaamesca, and ghostsgirlie!

[bestalbertcamuslover]

Retirement and a Failed Proposal

↳ Masterlist

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✯ pairing: Sebastian Vettel x Reader ✯

✯ content warnings: none ✯

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She and Seb had a history—complicated, very complicated. Both now retired drivers, both multiple-time world champions, both stubborn, both competitive, both once lovers, both once rivals, both once acquaintances, and both lovers once again. She had just retired, and it was that, the culmination of her F1 career, that almost signified the end of her dispute with Seb. And she hadn't forgotten him, at all. And he hadn't forgotten her, at all. He was two years retired by now. It was picking things up from the sparks, not the ashes. 

The stars above seemed impossibly bright, their reflection shimmering across the gentle waves of the Mediterranean. The sailboat rocked softly beneath you, a quiet rhythm to the vast stillness around. She was leaned back against Seb’s chest, his arms loosely wrapped around her as the two of them sat on the deck.

It had been a peaceful evening, just the two of them, reminiscing and sharing moments that felt suspended in time. His presence was so natural, as if those years of tension, heartbreak, and rivalry had never been.

Sebastian shifted slightly, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “You know,” he began, his voice low, almost hesitant, “these past few months have felt… different. Like I finally have everything I’ve ever wanted.”

She smiled softly, turning her head to look at him. “You’re not too bad for a washed-up driver,” she teased, earning a quiet laugh from him.

But then his expression changed, the humor fading into something more serious, more intense. “I mean it,” he said, his eyes locked onto hers. “For years, I tried to move on, to convince myself that I didn’t miss you, that I didn’t need you. And then you retired, and it felt like the universe was giving us another chance. And now, I don’t want to waste it.”

She blinked, her heart skipping as he gently untangled himself from she and reached into his pocket.

“Seb…” she started, but the words caught in her throat as he pulled out a small velvet box.

He opened it, revealing a simple yet stunning ring that glinted under the starlight.

“I know this might seem fast,” he said, his voice steady despite the flicker of nervousness in his eyes. “But I’ve known for a long time what I want. It’s you. It’s always been you. Will you marry me?”

For a moment, she just stared at him, her mind racing. The love she felt for him was undeniable, and being with him again felt like coming home, the home she's been away from for too long. But it had only been three months since they’d reconnected, since you’d started to rebuild something from the sparks that had never really died.

“Seb,” she said softly, her hands reaching for his. “I… I love you. I love she so much. But this feels rushed. It’s been three months. We’re still finding our footing again.”

His expression faltered slightly, but he nodded, listening intently.

“I want to be with you,” she continued, “but we’ve been through so much. I don’t want to jump into something this big without being sure we’re ready. We owe it to ourselves to do this right.”

Seb exhaled slowly, a small, understanding smile tugging at his lips. He closed the box and set it aside, taking her hands in his.

“You’re right,” he admitted. “I got ahead of myself. It’s just… being with you again feels so right, so easy, and I didn’t want to lose that.”

“You’re not going to lose me,” she assured him, squeezing his hands. “We have time, Seb. Let’s take it.”

He nodded, leaning forward to press his forehead against hers. “Okay. No pressure, no rushing. Just us.”

“Just us,” she repeated, a smile breaking through.

The stars continued to shine above, the sea calm beneath, and as Seb pulled her into a warm embrace, she felt the weight of the moment lift. The ring could wait; her love wasn’t going anywhere.

Seb pulled her closer, resting his chin atop her head as the two of she sat in the embrace of the quiet night. His arms wrapped securely around you, the warmth of his body contrasting with the cool sea breeze.

After a moment of silence, his voice broke through, low and teasing. “Alright, no wedding yet. But… what about a child?”

She tilted her head back to look at him, narrowing her eyes. His lips were curved into that familiar, mischievous grin that always made her heart flutter, even when she wanted to roll her eyes.

“Sebastian,” she said, a warning laced in her tone, though her lips twitched with amusement.

“What?” he asked, feigning innocence, his grin widening. “I mean, if marriage is too rushed, surely we could—”

She cut him off with a soft nudge to his side, eliciting a laugh from him.

“You’re impossible,” she muttered, shaking her head.

“But you love me,” he shot back, leaning down to press a kiss to her temple.

She let out a small huff, her mock exasperation melting into a soft smile. “Yes, I do. But don’t push your luck, Vettel.”

Seb chuckled, pulling her closer again. “Fine, fine. No babies, no weddings. Just us.”

“Exactly,” she said, resting her head on his chest. “Just us. For now.”

His arms tightened around her as the sailboat swayed gently, the night wrapping around the two of them like a cocoon. And at that moment, with the stars above and the calm sea below, it felt like enough.

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✯ authors note: This is my very first fic!!! English is not my first language and the story is a lil corny, I know. I hope you liked it <333

[pinkpcny]

it's a family trait, or so it would appear. toxic masculinity seems to be the apple that doesn't fall too far from the tree when it comes to the men of the randolph bloodline. he's watched for years as his father cheated on his mother, and she turned a blind eye only because she enjoyed the privilege his money brought. his elder brother warren, well he was all too happy to treat people like puppets on a string. for sebastian, well, it's more a case of protecting himself. never letting anyone close enough to see that he's nothing more than a failure, never quite living up to expectation and getting by on daddy's money. keeps his practised arrogant smile in place, so used to playing the role he's practically become it. " well, that was a mistake on your part, wasn't it ? you should know by now that every rumour holds some element of truth. i'm young, ivy. filthy fucking rich. did you really think i'd let myself develop feelings ? i don't need anything holding me back. especially not you. so go. now. "

ivy cocks her head, more confused about his behavior than hurt by his words. she knows herself well — well enough that she knew she looked far from desperate. not when he'd been the one to chase her. she felt foolish, as though she should've heeded her friends warnings. "i was so banking on all those rumors about you being bogus. you know the ones. about how you make all these promises to girls just to toss them aside a few months later?" ivy took a step closer, tilting her head up at the other. "we were having fun, seb. why'd you have to go all brooding toxic masculinity man on me?"

[eemamminy-art]

wip wednesday!!!

I was tagged by @lilas !! I'm always working on a zillion things so the hardest part is picking which thing(s) to share haha

No pressure tags: @henarikat @4th-make-quail @fuerrziah @phillypumpkin @oorangesoda @gothgarbageboy @fishyfarms @theasnewgroove @benjineedssleep @usernamemybeloathed @halixius @hullygeee @starskullz -- and anyone else who sees this and wants to share something!

This is the main thing I'd really like to finish this month:

I feel like I need to mess with the pose a little, particularly Sebastian's legs... dude is tall in my version but I fear he's displacing his hips

also some year of the otp wips for the next three months!

And under the cut I'll post a writing snippet! It's a chapter much later in my fic, chapter 65 currently if I don't keep ADDING CHAPTERS 😩😩😩 I don't think this bit reveals anything about the plot, it's a scene where Sebastian is really fucked up and turns to Mal because he has nowhere else to go:

“Are you alone?” Sebastian asked quickly. “I need to talk to you.”

“Yeah, it’s just me here,” Mallory admitted. “Would you like to come in?”

“No, can you just come outside?” Sebastian asked hurriedly. “I want to be able to smoke while we talk.”

“Yeah, sure,” Mallory agreed, slipping on his shoes and a light hoodie before he stepped out onto the porch to meet Sebastian.

“I don’t know who else to turn to,” Sebastian admitted bitterly as he sat down on the porch steps, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and his lighter from his pockets. “And even though I know I don’t deserve it, you’ve always been good to me.”

The metal flicked as he spun the wheel of the lighter, blowing away the smoke of the first hurried drag of his cigarette in the opposite direction of Mallory as he pocketed the pack and lighter once again.

Mallory sat beside him, taking care to make sure that there was still ample space between them, his back pressed into the wooden railings of the deck. His long legs cascaded down the length of the steps, while Sebastian pulled his knees close to himself, his own equally long legs kinked up like a dead spider. One knee bounced anxiously, the wood creaking beneath them.

“Where's your boyfriend anyway?” Sebastian asked suddenly, looking around nervously as if Alex were lurking nearby waiting to ambush him. “I thought for sure he would have been here, he’s always with you.”

Only the orange and pink fading light of sunset greeted him, the silhouettes of distant fruit trees and the chicken coop which had gone quiet sat on the horizon unassumingly. A few yards away, the creek trickled and splashed lightly, and insects hummed and sang their usual songs to usher in the summer evening.

“It’s Sunday,” Mallory said simply. “He’s at home, watching sports with his grandpa like always.”

“Oh. Of course,” Sebastian rolled his eyes. “I wonder what it’s like to have a family who gives a shit about you.”

Mallory frowned knowingly, making Sebastian wince. How was he so good at fucking things up? It was a talent, truly.

“Sorry,” Sebastian muttered. “I know you’ve had it rough too.”

“Maru cares about you,” Mallory reminded. “She told me so. She wishes she was closer to you.”

“She does?” Sebastian croaked, compressing himself into a somehow even smaller ball of skinny limbs. “More things I just keep fucking up, I guess.”