#tetley

[railwaysparrow]

"It took days to straighten my bufferbeam! Days!"

"The yards in a right state too at the moment & its all thanks to that drated Tetley."

"I reckon we should just get it over with & get you to pull him apart Oliver, scare some discipline into them."

[abybweisse]

Where did Sebatians got his lastname from? Did O!Ciel name him that too?

Where did "Michaelis" come from?

Good question.

Well, there are three things I can think of.

There was a Sebastien Michaelis, a French inquisitor and demonologist. Our earl might have given Sebastian that last name a bit later, as a sort of joke, when it became apparent that Sebastian might need a last name. Maybe it was chosen in the spur of the moment, during one of his assignments as watchdog.

S2 of the anime has some narration near the end, like on the last episode -- I think -- where there's a meaning for the name, but it's based on a similar sounding word in Japanese. To me, that has nothing to do with what Yana-san was thinking when she made the decision to use this as the demon's name. Our earl would not have used a Japanese word or concept to name him, so I don't consider this canon. At least he would have no reason to do so, so that's an anime-only explanation, provided by anime writers... not the original author.

There is a very real possibility that Yana-san got a lot of inspiration from the real Sebastian Michaelis who currently lives and works in London... as the Tea Master for Tetley. I've posted some stuff about him before and even posted some shitposts about him and our demon Sebastian. However, our earl wouldn't know anything about a Tetley's employee living now. So, I'd go back to #1 for how Sebastian gets the name in-story.

ETA: Here's a post answering a similar ask. There's also this.

[sparkarrestor]

Tetley!

My favorite tardisrescue vid by FAR

[voidbirds]

A little chicken for the new year

[schatz-e]

I lie down next to my present and look up into the sky. All those trashstars, poured out everywhere with no restraint, no manners, no sense of future. Every once in a while, one moves. Drifting dead and slow across the orbital track. The grand glittering Fuckwit cemetery in the sky. They sent up all those satellites and international cooperation-stations like a rich kid’s party balloons, and you can’t get a balloon back once you’ve let go of it. It just keeps going while the kid grows up and drinks coffee and gets bitter and loses his hair and gets real weird about watches or something, but the whole time the balloon is just on its own, until a bird takes it out or it reaches Pluto. All that Fuckwit junk circling the planet forever and ever, abandoned and miraculous and meaningless.

Catherynne M. Valence, The Past Is Red

[modern-austen]

“it is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in this broken world,” —mary oliver, invitations

[yorkshite-tea]

this is an exciting new side blog with a goal to stop using Yorkshire Tea

my ultimate goal is to stop people saying that its good, bearable and edible

this is not a healthy way to live and I hope to help all those out there who think that its an acceptable choice of tea

[laqueus]

please look at this ad that’s been airing on tv in the UK recently