Joaquín Sorolla (Spanish, 1863–1923), "Strolling along the Seashore" (details), 1909
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Joaquín Sorolla (Spanish, 1863–1923), "Strolling along the Seashore" (details), 1909
La Mode illustrée, no. 23, 4 juin 1911, Paris. Autour des Berceaux. Berceau Hors Concours exposé par la Cour Batave. Deuxième concours de l'art au foyer. Exposition Publique les 8, 9, 10, 11, et 12 Juin, Hotel Lutetia (47, Boulevard Raspail). Au Profit de la Croix-Rouge, pour les blessés du Maroc. Ville de Paris / Bibliothèque Forney
Excited for Ch. 227. Not excited for Yana making me stare at a flashback panel for five minutes trying to figure out whether that's a new character, an old character or the same character from twenty chapters ago.
Didn't even need to add dialogue because somehow every conversation between these two ends like this.
The visual evidence:
The actual context:
Found these lurking online and I'm not convinced my brain is processing it correctly, but APPARENTLY if the left side were elongated, there's supposed to be a giant moth hiding in there somewhere.
If Yana sends Ciel to France, I need at least one French person to look him dead in the eye and call him petite crotte.
(It means, you little shit or you little turd.)
hiii! I was lurking on your page and saw you answer a bunch of questions so now I have one that’s been bugging me 😭 do you think Undertaker uses formaldehyde on the bodies he takes care of? (Sorry if its a dumb one)
Hi anon 👋👋 No, don’t worry at all, this is a completely valid question, I actually wondered the exact same thing, myself, awhile back. I wasn’t a mortician back in the 1880s (lol, HMMM WHO WOULDA THOUGHT), but I can confidently tell you that Undertaker is not using formaldehyde on his "patients." - I’ll mostly focus on the Bizarre Dolls here, since that’s what we’ve seen him deal with the most recently.
Formaldehyde, at least as we know it today in mortuary science, wasn’t introduced into the field until 1893 by the German scientist Ferdinand Blum. (I had to double-check that one to make sure I had the right name and date.) Undertaker’s methods for creating his infamous Bizarre Dolls are entirely supernatural rather than… chemical.
If we set the cinematic records aside for a moment, he primarily uses blood transfusions to keep the physical vessels functioning and appearing human ('least when it comes to his more advanced ones.) That is worlds apart from what formaldehyde actually does to a deceased body. The dolls are not chemically preserved, which is why it’s repeatedly noted that they carry a putrid, repulsive stench. I’m pretty sure even Sebastian comments on how soft their flesh is.
From ch.150:
If Undertaker were heavily using formaldehyde as a tissue-hardening fixative, they likely wouldn’t smell nearly as rotten, nor would they feel as soft as they do. The entire purpose of formaldehyde is to slow visible decomposition and help the deceased appear "fresh" for viewing. It’s essentially there to prevent rapid breakdown in front of grieving families. That said, formaldehyde does not stop decomposition forever (it’s more of a temporary pause button than a permanent preservation method.)
From ch.52:
From ch.54:
To simplify the science a bit (not tryna give you a whole class here): formaldehyde works by linking proteins together inside the tissues. This locks everything in place, firms the tissue, prevents the body’s own enzymes from breaking it down and kills much of the bacteria responsible for putrefaction.
And trust me, the chemical itself is EXTREMELY pungent. We absolutely do not "rawdog" that stuff into the deceased without protection. It’s handled in specialized preparation rooms with proper ventilation and safety equipment. What’s interesting, though, is that people working around it regularly become desensitized to the smell over time. It’s similar to someone working on a farm... eventually they stop noticing the surrounding odor because they’re constantly exposed to it.
So realistically, if UT were using formaldehyde on his dolls, passersby probably wouldn’t be hit with a strong rotting-corpse smell. Instead, the bodies would likely have that very distinct "cold" and waxy scent embalmed bodies tend to have up close, sometimes with faint lavender or almond-like notes depending on the products used and what's surrounding them. (Yes, I know that sounds oddly specific, but that’s genuinely how many families describe it during viewings.)
So overall, the fact that the Bizarre Dolls are described as soft, actively decaying and foul-smelling strongly suggests they are not being chemically preserved in the way modern embalming works. Their "preservation" is supernatural maintenance, not mortuary science.
If Yana ever went that route and had him using formaldehyde (despite the historical mismatch) the smell is very strong at first but fades significantly once embalming is complete. So if the dolls are later described as no longer reeking, welpp ya gonna know the pungent fluid just made it’s grand entrance.
Hopefully that answered what you were wondering about. C:
The pink thing in my head isn't pinking.
Normal person describing Ciel: Tiny pirate blueberry in shorts, with his walking case of Stockholm syndrome beside him.
Fanfic writer describing Ciel: A young boy forced to grow up too quickly, turning grief into cruelty just to survive. He stood beside the embodiment of damnation itself, bound to it through tragedy, vengeance, and unresolved trauma.
I swear I’m not a pyromaniac, he simply thrives in dramatic flames.
Sleep is avoiding me, so I’m looking through photos I took when I visited a church a couple days before a funeral service. It was one of the most breathtaking churches I’ve ever stepped into.
The photos don’t do it justice 😭
Someone I know just told me Black Butler is what happens when Downton Abbey and Tim Burton have a child, and I still haven't processed the violence of that statement.
Y'all realize the entire plot exists because Claudia and a Grim Reaper messed with fate, and Sebastian is just the receipt that came stapled to the aftermath.
Kuro fandom before reading ch.226:
Okay, everything is sort of holding steady for now. We’ve gotten enough backstories and flashbacks to fill an entire archive, so maybe we’ll finally start getting answers. Yana can't keep piling on new lore like this anym—
HALLELUJAH!
Tinkered with some minor edits (cause why the heck not?) because this panel is honestly one of my favorites.
I read these panels and instantly thought, "Nah, I’ve definitely seen this imagery before." And yep, sure as heck... Season 1, Episode 5. What’s frying my brain is that the anime scenes are supposed to be Grell, but the similarities are actually insane. I cannot be the only one seeing how ridiculously similar they look.
What the hell is going on?
Interesting comparison.
I thought it looks a lot like a disguise, Undertaker would have worn to play a fake memory.
Ohh, I like that comparison, haven't thought of it, that makes sense. Which means it’s probably another carefully laid trap by Yana and her habit of reusing the same cheekbones and facial features yet again.
THIS IS WHY TRUST IS DEAD.
Okay, felt like sharing this quote because it’s genuinely the most Black Butler-esque quote I’ve heard in my entire kuro life. It somehow encapsulates every major theme of being alive, existing, and eventually passing on.
In french:
"Ce que vous êtes, nous l’étions. Ce que nous sommes, vous le serez."
In enlgish:
"What you are now, we once were; what we are now, you shall be."
It stood out to me because I came across it in a video on the Paris catacombs, and it had this haunting beauty to it... the sense that death is simply a fact of life rather than something to be feared.