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REBLOG THIS.

I want to see how tolerant and open-minded our generation really is. 

Yana’s assistants and their efforts need to be acknowledged and appreciated more by fans, so here’s a quick summary of ‘who is who’ in Team Toboso.

As of May 2017, Yana has six assistants (all female) and a history advisor.

Wakana Hazuki (2006~)

aka ‘Staff H’ or ‘Chief H’

worked on every chapter since ch.3 (2006)

is in charge of scene backgrounds

she drew the tank in Green Witch arc

she once misread the Kanji 「子爵」 (”shishaku” → ‘Viscount’) as “koshaku” (→ ’impudent’). This made such a strong impression that  Yana’s team & Japanese fans call Druitt “Koshaku” to this day.

her one-shot manga “Kyouai Kakureoni” won the ‘33rd GFantasy Comic audition’ and was published in GFantasy magazine April issue in 2011

runs the “toboso_official” twitter account and keeps us updated on latest Kuro-related news

Bonus info: According to Yana, Hazuki has the cutest art style in Team Toboso.

↓ Ciel drawn by Hazuki. (it’s a parody of “Cardcaptor Sakura” btw)

7 (2008~)

aka ‘Staff 7′ or ‘Finishing Chief 7′

works as Yana’s assistant since vol.5 (Curry arc)

is in charge of “finishing” (uses ComicStudio)

is called the ‘mad dog’ of Team Toboso

calls Yana ‘Boss’

is as eccentric as Yana

Tsuki Sorano (2011~)

((she must be either one of them))

works as Yana’s assistant since vol.13 (Campania arc)

Chiaki Nagaoka (2012~2017?)

aka ‘Staff N’

works as Yana’s assistant since vol.15 (Weston arc)

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in August 2017 her manga adaptation of Chiaki Kisaki’s novel “Tonkotsu Hakata Ramens” started in GFantasy magazine (which means she’s now Yana’s manga artist colleague)

her editor is K-san (who is also Yana’s editor)

Sanihiko (2016~)

works as Yana’s assistant since vol.24 (Blue Sect arc)

Seira (2017~)

newest member of Team Toboso

works as Yana’s assistant since vol.25 (Blue Sect arc)

Riko Murakami (2012~)

Yana’s ‘history advisor’ since Weston arc (vol.14)

writer & translator (she wrote several books about Victorian England)

Yana’s mother (2006-2011)

helped Yana with screentones

she was credited as a member of the team until 2011 (vol.12)

she died back in 2011

was Yana’s best ally and always supported her

RIP

Bonus info: When Yana was 20 or so, she threatened Yana that she’d kick her out of the house, if she didn’t immediately submit her manga to a manga publisher.

Lastly… please keep in mind that the breathtakingly beautiful & detailed backgrounds, such as this one

this

this

or this

and this

are basically all drawn by Yana’s assistants, not by Yana herself. (That’s why Yana often expresses her gratitude to her assistants on her blog/twitter!)

Most of you have surely seen this video by now, but since this is a very personal topic for me, I had to share it again.

Bullying is one of those things everyone will automatically say “oh yes, it’s definitely not ok!”. It’s the “correct” thing to say, so of course everyone will say it - even those who regularly still engage in it, or who defend their past actions because c’mon, we were just having fun! It wasn’t serious!

But you know, bullying is wrong not only when it’s a kid in an ad, or the backstory of your favourite cartoon character. And it’s not only wrong when it’s about you.

It’s always wrong. It’s always inexcusable.

I know asking everyone to do something when they see bullying is not realistic: many people might want to do something, but fear or anxiety might stop them. However, there is one thing you can absolutely do, no matter who you are: DON’T BE THAT PERSON.

Don’t be the one others think of as their worst memory of school, don’t toy with others for fun or venting, don’t join abuse. Just don’t.

It’s not funny. It’s never going to be funny.

In this photo you can clearly see both of Kirby’s hands!

In other words…

Hold it!

Wikipedia and Urban Dictionary both define a “selfie” as a photo of someone, taken by themselves. Usually from arm length, or through a mirror. So even if Kirby did ask someone else to take the picture for him…

It still wouldn’t count as a selfie!

You are ignoring the fact that most cameras have a fancy option to use a timer that takes the picture when the taker activates it.

Kirby could’ve perfectly used this option to take the picture, which even in your urban dictionary definition would still count as a selfie.

Since,

‘ ‘Take it,’ he said, and he thrust the sack into George’s hands. ‘What?’ said Fred, looking flabbergasted. ‘Take it,’ Harry repeated firmly. ‘I don’t want it.’ ‘You’re mental,’ said George, trying to push it back at Harry. ‘No, I’m not,’ said Harry. ‘You take it, and get inventing. It’s for the joke-shop.’ ‘He is mental,’ Fred said, in an almost awed voice. … ‘Harry – thanks,’ George muttered, while Fred nodded fervently at his side’

It’s why they agreed to his request Ron get some new dress robes out of it. They’re clever not just funny ‘they always get really good marks’ but as OP says they’re not as good as Percy, Bill or Charlie. They helped Ron get him out of the Dursleys:

‘But you can’t magic me out either –’ ‘We don’t need to,’ said Ron, jerking his head towards the front seats and grinning. ‘You forget who I’ve got with me.’

They get him into Hogsmede , they (unknowingly) helped the trio break into Umbridge’s ministry office. They liked Harry for himself 

‘This is all your fault,’ George said angrily to Wood. ’“Get the Snitch or die trying” – what a stupid thing to tell him!‘’

And cheered him up when things went wrong, such as Harry being accused of being the Heir of Slytherin

‘They went out of their way to march ahead of Harry down the corridors, shouting, ‘Make way for the heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through …’ Percy was deeply disapproving of this behaviour. ‘It is not a laughing matter,’ he said coldly. ‘Oh, get out of the way, Percy,’ said Fred, ‘Harry’s in a hurry.’ ‘Yeah, he’s nipping off to the Chamber of Secrets for a cup of tea with his fanged servant,’ said George, chortling ‘

Or when Ron and Hermione were made Prefects and Harry felt left out:

‘Yeah,’ said Fred slowly. ‘Yeah, you’ve caused too much trouble, mate. Well, at least one of you’s got their priorities right.’ He strode over to Harry and clapped him on the back while giving Ron a scathing look.

They tricked Dudley because they know how crappy Harry’s home is: 

‘We didn’t give it to him because he was a Muggle!’ said Fred indignantly. ‘No, we gave it to him because he’s a great bullying git,’ said George

And of course:

‘Give her hell from us, Peeves.’ And Peeves, who Harry had never seen take an order from a student before, swept his belled hat from his head and sprang to a salute as Fred and George wheeled about to tumultuous applause from the students below and sped out of the open front doors into the glorious sunset. 

Harry frequently heard students saying things like, ‘Honestly, some days I just feel like jumping on my broom and leaving this place,’ or else, ‘One more lesson like that and I might just do a Weasley.’

So I was rereading Harry Potter, when I came across this and thought- what if instead of Cedric Diggory, Cassius Warrington had been chosen to compete in the Triwizard Tournament?

Imagine Dumbledore calling out the name of the Hogwarts champion and it isn’t a Gryffindor, or a Ravenclaw, or even a Hufflepuff, but it’s a Slytherin. A student from a House most people hate.

Imagine Cassius Warrington getting up, and three out of four Houses are booing at him and shouting things like “NO!” or, “We can’t have a Slytherin champion!” or demanding a retry. But he’s a Slytherin- he’s been dealing with this shit since he got sorted, so he keeps his head high and joins the other champions.

Imagine Harry trying to catch Warrington alone because he doesn’t really want to associate with Slytherins (plus Malfoy has this tendency of being around the guy ALL THE TIME since he got chosen), but at the same time he’s also fair enough not to want him to walk into the first task unprepared.

Imagine Warrington walking over to Harry a few months later, and Ron and Hermione both jump into a protective stance, wands out, but instead of attacking Harry he just tells him to stick the egg underwater. (Because Slytherins don’t forget those who helped them out).

Imagine Warrington and Harry helping each other out in the labyrinth.

Imagine Harry being devastated when Peter kills Warrington- because Voldemort doesn’t care what house they’re form, a spare is a spare.

Imagine the uproar that causes among the Slytherins, because some of their parents really are Death Eaters and they know what really happened.

Imagine Slytherins reaching out, asking for help from classmates from other houses. They’re terrified, truly terrified because the being their parents claimed would never hurt them because they’re pureblood, they realize that he does not care.

Imagine Slytherins in the 5th book sneaking off to join Dumbledore’s Army, to learn more about who Voldemort is without their parents acting as a filter. 

Imagine the shock when they’re told what he’s really done.

Imagine that a few talented Slytherins went with Harry and the others into the Ministry of Magic. The others are a bit wary but they prove themselves as friends.

Imagine them being confronted by Lucius Malfoy in the the Hall of Prophecy, and when the Death Eaters descend, they know that any one of them could be their parents.

Imagine the shocked gasp of a Death Eater as they realize their own child, a pureblood, is standing defiantly with Harry Potter. They choke back a cry. They can’t let their child know that they were about to duel to the death.

Imagine a DA Slytherin facing off against their own Death Eater parent. That they make the decision to let their child defeat them, because in that moment, they realize that they love their child more than they fear Voldemort. They go down, mask unveiled, and the Slytherin kid has to be dragged from the fight before he gets killed.

Imagine Book 6 Slytherins getting more friendly and cooperative with the other houses. Two years of Voldemort terrorizing the muggle and Wizarding world, two years where their parents just up and leave some days, cringing from the pain in their arm, two years after the death of the first Slytherin pureblood, Cassius Warrington, killed by Voldemort’s right-hand man, and they’re slowly hitting the breaking point.

Imagine Slytherin kids keeping tabs on their parents, sending the information to Harry, who shares it with the Order of the Phoenix, and hoping that their parents won’t be killed.

Imagine Book 7 Slytherins low-key rebelling against the new oppressive Hogwarts staff.

Imagine the final siege on Hogwarts, where Slytherins stand proudly by their fellow houses, knowing full-well they could be fighting their own parents. Some Slytherins know their parents were in the fighting. They hope to find them first and sneak them away. Their fellow students understand. Professor McGonagall allows 7th Year Slytherin, Pansy Parkinson, to duel a death eater in her stead; her father is under that veil. She knows it.

Imagine the aftermath of the battle; every house suffered loses. Slytherin students crying over the deaths of friends they made in every house.

Imagine Harry staring over her head at everyone else until Hermione steps up–it doesn’t take long, but it takes long enough that when she does all eyes are on her as a source of motion–and says “we’re never going to forget this. They’re not going to get away with it” and the girlfriend just latches onto Hermione and everyone is in wands-out stance convinced she’s about to attack the shit out of Hermione, and then the girlfriend stares into her eyes and says “do you promise me” and Hermione just gives her this super-firm nod and says “I promise” and the girlfriend just collapses on her, sobbing. 

Imagine Dumbledore trying to give some flowery speech about inter-wizard solidarity while glossing over why, because Slytherins have always been a touchy subject, and Ron gets to his feet and says “Professor, I need to say something important” and Dumbledore is so surprised he just cedes the floor, and Ron–after that awkward moment when he realizes everyone is staring at him–says he didn’t know Warrington particularly, but he knows how Warrington and Harry played. That each was always cheering on the other. Both wanted to win, but neither was willing to undercut the other by underhanded means. He finishes up saying “I think–I think it’s important everyone should know he died being what a champion should be. Because he could have abandoned Harry and instead he stood up with him to play the game the honest way, and he died for it. And–and Slytherin House should be proud, and we should all be proud, because Warrington was a good bloke.” He sits back down all flustered because he didn’t actually stand up meaning to make a speech. And then Pansy Parkinson stands up before Dumbledore can take back control of the room and says “I want to tell Weasley thank you.” And all of Slytherin House raises a glass–to Warrington, to Weasley, to Potter–and the other houses follow suit. Many years later, Wizarding scholars will say that was the moment Voldemort truly lost.

Imagine later that summer. Harry gets several owls on his birthday, all unsigned. The birds are plump and pretentious and well-cared-for. He will never know which Slytherins sent him their treasures: parchments with hexes developed by the Death Eaters; a strange locket that will only open if he whispers a special spell but that always shows him the picture he most needs to see; a page torn from a potions book that, brewed properly, will allow him extra time to summon a Patronus by giving him a few crucial seconds not just of happiness but of bliss. It doesn’t matter. Harry knows these gifts not as birthday gifts but for what they really are, and he treasures the locket and copies out the potion to send to Hermione and Mrs. Weasley, and when first summoned by the Order of the Phoenix he marches straight up to Dumbledore with the hexes and says “I can’t tell you where I got these, Professor. But they’re in use by the Death Eaters and I think you should have them.” Months later, Sirius will recognize the spell Bellatrix shoots at him, and will dive out of the way just in the nick of time.

The final battle. Everyone is there. Sirius somehow ends up herding a group of Slytherins. They all stare at him and he at them, across a centuries-old divide Voldemort has only succeeded in deepening. Then he remembers the hexes. Harry’s locket, now tucked under Sirius’ shirt because Harry’s friends are with him in this battle but most of Sirius’ are dead. The moment that happiness potion saved Remus’ life, his very soul. Snape’s final words to Harry, finally seen not as mockery but real true advice. What Harry said Voldemort said–his first words in his new form. They are kids, and they are sharing the same kind of hurt he once wouldn’t admit to, watching his mother burn his name off the family tree. “When we go in there, it’s going to be hell,” he tells the Slytherins. “Some of you are probably going to die. I might go down too, and if I do I want your best curser in the front. But I want you all to remember one thing. There are no spares.”  Later retellings of the battle never fail to mention the moment a group of angry, screaming teens burst into the Great Hall, wearing their green and silver as the badge of honor it should be, shouting NO SPARES, NO SPARES at the tops of their voices in between hexes and curses and the occasional physical punch. When Hermione is present, she always interrupts the storyteller to be sure everyone knows about the moment Blaise Zabini shoved her to the floor, dropped on top of her, fired off three curses in rapid succession and said “stay alive, Granger, we need you” before jumping back to his feet and vanishing into the melee–how, for all anyone knows, those may have been his last words, and she will not let his sacrifice go unnoted. 

The aftermath. Malfoy holds out a hand to Sirius, badly injured on the floor. Sirius asks how Malfoy is willing to trust him. Malfoy nods at his chest. “You’ve got my godfather’s locket,” he says, and when Sirius and Harry finally speak after the battle Harry gives his full agreement to the very first thing out of  Sirius’ mouth. They give the locket to Malfoy. Sirius grits his teeth and closes his eyes and opens them and says “He probably saved my life, giving Harry that.” He doesn’t say thank you. Malfoy hears it anyway.

The school reopens under a single banner: the four Houses united. The House rivalry is reduced to just that–a competition in fun–with those deep divides slowly healing to scars, and eventually away to nothing at all.

Imagine it.

I brought the chapter on ibooks for 99p so I screenshotted it and placed it under the cut, enjoy!

i just got home and saw a message from a mutual i’ve never talked to, about a birthday gift. DONT CLICK ON THE LINK. i haven’t so i don’t know what it does, but i’ve heard it logs you out and sends you to a fake tumblr to take your information. it’s a hack. and it fucks up your computer/laptop/phone/device.

this is what the message looks like, and if you click the link, it sends it to every single one of your mutuals (or possibly ALL THE PEOPLE THAT FOLLOW YOU)

WHOEVER IS MAKING THESE VIRUSES, ARE MAKING NEW ONES THAT SEEM MORE REALISTIC. THEY ARENT USING CAPITALIZATION ANYMORE SO IT LOOKS MORE “REAL” BUT I SWEAR TO YOU ITS FALSE

These spam bots are really trying hard to spread this virus around. Let people know you got this message so they can be safe and change their password and run an anti-virus. 

In chapter 127, Sebastian and Ciel approach the townhouse. At first, they are their typical selves. Ciel is complaining about being sore from the carriage ride and the weather, and Sebastian is happily talking about putting on some tea. As Sebastian, reaches for the door, however, he senses something. You can see his eyes have changed.

It’s most likely all the blood in the house. We’ve seen before that Sebastian is sensitive to the smell of blood. He already knows something is amiss. Sebastian than opens the door, and we see more of his reaction.

Ciel is surprised - and rightly so. While he is used to being a target, he probably so no reason anyone would attack the townhouse. Sebastian, however, is on alert. He sees where there’s been a fight and there’s a lot of blood. He could possibly be sensing something about the attackers. If the attackers aren’t human, he might be able to tell that. Of course, if the the attackers are human or Bizarre Dolls, Sebastian wouldn’t be able to sense anything about them.

Sebastian and Ciel start to follow the trail of blood, but Sebastian appears to be almost pensive in certain scenes. Gone is the arrogance and cockiness he usually displays. In one panel, his eyebrows are even turned up slightly.

It appears that Sebastian has no idea what to expect. He follows the trail, and shows very little of any emotion - even when he first looks at Agni’s body.

When Ciel asks if Agni is breathing, Sebastian shakes his head. He looks almost sad or upset when he does.

When Sebastian opens the door to find Soma, he seems surprised at first.

At this point Sebastian realizes that Agni had gave his life to save Soma, which leads us to the final scene: Sebastian holding Agni and paying him a true compliment.

So, what is my analysis?

Well, Sebastian is usually very arrogant and self assured in his abilities. It’s part of his charm. When he first approached the townhouse, that’s the Sebastian we see, but things change quickly. Sebastian hadn’t been expecting there to be any trouble at the townhouse, so the attack caught him by surprise. He also had to be alert for any danger because Ciel was with him. He became quiet during this time as he searched for the source of the blood. He was still on high alert. Although Sebastian is egotistical, he’s not completely blind to his own limitations. He said that fighting two reapers at once was difficult, and he is in no hurry to face Undertaker again. He’s not running in blindly but taking his time as he tries to figure out what had happened.

Then he sees Agni’s body. He’s seen a lot of death (and caused a lot), although this is the first person who ever called him friend. However, I’d like to come back to Sebastian’s expression in this part in just a minute. When he opens the door he gets his final surprise when he sees Soma, and Sebastian finally understood what had occurred. I wonder if Sebastian might have been a little disappointed that Agni had allowed himself to be killed in such a manner initially. He had respected Agni, although I don’t think Sebastian ever understood him entirely. He also knew Agni’s strength and speed. Upon figuring out that Agni had sacrificed himself to save his master, he had renewed respect for Agni. It’s possibly that Agni not only fulfilled Sebastian’s expectations of a true butler but exceeded them.

It seems that the taller killer with the knives is the person from the sphere music hall with the room that was torn up with knives stuck in the tables. At least that is most people’s going theory and I agree.

 As for the shorter one with the gun, it’s hard to say. It seems like soma recognised him and many think it might be Ciel’s twin. It could even be some kind of clone of Vincent that the Undertaker made. Ether way the ‘butler’ star lord with the knives could be his to make a mirror for Ciel and Sebastian. The manga does like to set up characters pairs of master and servant. (Soma and Agni, Red and Grell, the P4 and their fags, Sieglinde and Wolfram) this could just be more of the same. Who knows what is going on with the other two. No theroy is really 100% solid right now with the info we have.

As for satanists, if you mean the cult that kidnapped Ciel and held him for a month then they is every possibility that Blavat and his Star Lords are connected to it. The Undertaker and his bizarre dolls made by the Phoenix Society have also been trying to cheat death/extend life so he might be involved as well.

I do think that there is some under current tying together all these people trying to gain power and cheat death. The original cult trying to summon a creature for power, UT trying to cheat death again and again with his ever improving dolls, the Queen coveting the technological powers of Germany, another cult stealing blood to extend people’s lives.

I just read chapter 127 and just let me say…

Some motherfucker stole my Yuri on Ice design and is selling it on TeeDragon. It even is TOP SELLING!!! I

I never gave permission of this use and I have my own society 6 and Redbubble stores.

This is outrageous.

UPDATE

THEY REPLIED!!