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Wolfram: *Drowns in a sandpit while wrestling an 80 pound bear*
Conrad, also known as Wolfram's big brother: "He'll be ok if he's lucky"
Yuuri: *Faints for the 100th time this season because he used a bit too much power*
Conrad: OH MY GOODNESS, YUURI ARE YOU OK?! CALL THE ROYAL MEDICS!!!
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Wolfram: *Is being strangled by a bunch of powerful water dragons*
Everyone else: "How fascinating!"
Yuuri: *Finishes strangling Wolfram and passes out cuz he's sleepy*
Everyone else: *Literal Panic*
I love many things in this show. Story, jokes, culture, characters, art style, even the sometimes ear wrenching dub, but none of it tops my man Wolfram over here. He's my favorite, yes, because he's a typical pretty boy, but also because he has this dumb ability to be the damsel in distress every dang episode. Like he's a literal genderbended princess peach at this point. I recommend watching the show, so I don't wanna spoil it for people. If you wanna see the dumb list of events this poor prince has been through, continue further.
• Proposed to by a stranger, a human no less (at war with humans and to his kind, they're seen as mean and ugly creatures)
• Be strangled by a water dragon by fiancé
• Fall into a sandpit while being attacked by a huge bear.
• Always falls sick when in human territory
•Went missing
•Attacked by bandits at least 10 times in just the 1st season out of 3
•Always seasick
•Kidnapped about 3 times from the top of my head, yes its been more
•MULTIPLE CASES OF LITERAL POSSESION, they just can't keep they're hands off his poor delicate body
• LITERAL DEATH. YES. HE DIED. LIKE DED. HEART STOPPED, NO PRANK, COLD AS ICE, DED
• Held captive
•In the manga he had a coma possesion
•Getting his literal heart stolen. Literally. Like reach into his chest and take out the organ. I'm not talking about him falling in love with Yuuri
• In the novel, Yuuri stabbed him
• Yuuri almost obliterated him
• Got shot with an arrow
• This btw is off the top of my head, meaning out of the 3 seasons, this isn't even all of it.
This is so calm and feels like a moment of relief, that the feeling of relief is contagious to me.
Murawolf sharing a moment on earth away from preying eyes. I made this with neka.
Ikr! I agree
“I don’t mind YuurixWolfram. But I really crave MurataxWolfram and I wish there was more of that fic out there to read. Murata and Wolfram would have a great relationship.* (*Once Wolf got over Yuuri).”
HAHAHAHA! Well done!
I'm so hyper fixating with Kyou Kara Maou that i spended half of the night and battery energy making this meme, i thought i would have time to write some fanfic or draw something later but this took some work and time. I also interpret Murata in the bisexual spectrum independent of him being transgender or cis, but we know he works so much as trans allegory, I like to interpret him in the gender fluid spectrum, i also interpret gender fluid Josak. If you don't interpret Gisela as lesbian then take the second image.
Anyway, this is the Kyou Kara Maou Tumblr post for today. Their headcanon identities order even got in the LGBT+ acronym order, unless you count even being in a ska band as a queer identity in the middle hahahahaha!
Playing with Kyou Kara Maou fanfiction scenarios is so fun!
I've recently gotten into Kyou Kara Maou, specially on the fanfic side of the fandom (Wolfram is my favorite character, surprising absolutely no one) and after reading my fair share of different fanfic headcanons, I gotta say... I LOVE when the main catalyst for Yuuri coming to terms and accepting his feelings for Wolfram is when someone else is visibly down bad for him. SPECIALLY when said person is Murata. I find it hilarious, like
Yuuri, five feet deep in denial and digging even deeper with a toy shovel: well he's good looking but every demon I've met is handsome to some degree, it's not THAT big of a deal.
The lord of if whateverthehell, Prince of whothefuckcares, ready to risk it all after Wolfram blinked in his general direction during a ball: Well if your Highness doesn't want the engagement, I would gladly take your place...
Yuuri, thinking the pros and cons of causing an international incident:... Who the fuck are you, go back to your country. Get out of my castle. CONRAD!!!
Or like
Yuuri, about five minutes away from an identity AND sexuality crisis because Wolfram is currently looking very sexy as he trains his men into the ground: Okay yeah I'll admit it, he's the most beautiful person ive ever seen, but it doesn't matter. I'm a Japanese man, I'm supposed to like girls. I don't want to kiss Wolf!
Murata, kinda also a Japanese man but very much bi and ready to try playing with fire, always down to tease Yuuri and not afraid to be horny on main: I do. Step away from the line if you don't want to get on the ride, your Majesty.
Yuuri, feeling like violence MIGHT be the answer sometimes: beg your fucking pardon
Wolfram after remembring what was like to live with many stepfathers that just meeted his mother for one day. Maybe he also passed this though how he views his relationship with men and he hopes he can live a stable and loyal relationship with his fiance. Here he is crying comfortably in bed.
This meme was supposed to be used in a fanfiction of mine.
do you ever wake up asking yourself how that anime you were following when you were 12 ended
A fic for the commemorative illustration of Kyou Kara Maou! S
This pic:
You can read the manga here, too. And, directly support kkm and the Royal Couple.
Yes, I wrote a fic for it, and, yes, I am not guilty.
This is beautiful!
The part about Yuuri and Wolfram belonging to Greta before themselves is so true and so sweet♡
The daughter of Izura, the daughter of Svelera, the daughter of the demon king.. dear little Greta.
Much went wrong very early in her life. All she wanted was to belong to someone. But being the daughter of an entire country meant something very different- it did not mean love and comfort, but responsibility and an impossible task of proving oneself worthy of love. Thankfully, that painful journey led her back to her childhood. And it brought her two fathers closer together to create a family - before Yuuri and Wolfram belonged to each other, they belonged to Greta.
Down that road from outside the Bloodpledge castle where Huber left her to inside the heart of everyone that lived in it, Greta found where she belonged.
PS: this is what I think Greta looks like, all grown up. ❤
PPS: I'm not too good with drawing anime characters (or anything else, really) and I'm just too scared to even attempt for fear of messing them up. But I tried anyway. 😅🙈
Even though I perfectly knew that we were both guys, being pursued by such a beautiful boy like him still caused my heart to skip a few beats. At times like this, the most effective solution was to avoid looking at his face and keep chanting “He is 82 years old” like a mantra.
- MaruMa volume 3
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This isn’t how that scene went, but this is the mental image that I got when I read that part in the novel. Oh, Yuuri.
Also, I’ve started reading the novels! They’re a lot of fun. Many, many thanks to the people translating them.
(Ears drawn following this tutorial.)
Happy Birthday Yuuri!! 2019-07-29
Wolfram is indeed God's greatest masterpiece! And totally agreed with him being like a fallen angel!!
If Yuuri started to jot down all the different times and ways he described Wolfram he might end up with a book instead (a very fat one at that): "Various ways to describe Wolfram: A brief compilation" -By Shibya Yuuri Harajaku Fuuri.🤣🤣
Yuuram in Novel 2
Novel 2. ch.1 -Yuuri describing Wolf -
An angel and a demon are standing in the open doorway: the master of this castle, Lord Gwendal von Voltaire, making his entrance to the Love Theme from The Godfather, and a Vienna Boy Choir OB-style pretty boy, Lord Wolfram von Bielefelt.
(…)
Lord Wolfram von Bielefelt, on the other hand, is my twin in stature and physique, but angelically handsome. If you didn’t know he was Mazoku, you’d think he was God’s greatest masterpiece. Glittering gold hair, white skin, long eyelashes, and emerald-green eyes. But that damn arrogance of his makes him sound like a yapping Pomeranian.
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Novel 2. ch.1
- Settling things -
I prick up my ears at these dirty goings-on of the adult world, but Wolfram roughly jerks my head back. His lake’s bottom green eyes meet mine.
Target: lock on.
“How dare you vanish from right in front of us after saying that you would become this country’s king?! I was going settle things with you properly after you were safely done with the coronation ceremony!”
“Se-settle? I told you, I’m fine with a tie!…or no, if you still find it that hard to swallow, then let’s just say I lost, okay? ‘Cause ultimately that duel was like one of those things where an exchange of blows forged a friendship, you know?”
(…)
“You were pretty strong, and I gave it my best too, so why don’t we just leave it at that? We don’t have to go into all of that stuff about duels and revenge again.”
“That’s not any kind of…hey, Yuuri! What is the meaning of this?! You’re not wearing the gold bird I gave you, but you have Conrart’s pendant…?!”
(…)
“You can’t deceive me, Yuuri! You’re too lacking in prudence. Well, yes, I guess…you’re somewhat good-looking…just a bit…so you can’t help but be a temptation…”
—————————————————————— Novel 2. ch.2
- Ship -
You’re late!“
Why is Wolfram sitting so regally on the double bed?!
I’m guessing that the gob-smacked look on Conrad’s face means that he didn’t expect this either.
"From the looks of it, this room is normally reserved for newly-weds. I presume Your Ma…my young masters are still in their prenuptial period…?”
“…I have no idea who’s responsible for this mix-up either.”
The next while is devoted to Wolfram being violently seasick, and so the afternoon passed.
(…)
Wolfram, who stalked us to the ship and smuggled himself on board, ended up in front of the toilet as soon as we set sail. Now he’s bedridden and refuses to eat or drink anything, even water. He can’t even quarrel with me. With his ruffled gold hair straggling down blanched cheeks and eyes lightly closed, he looks like an angel who’s fallen to earth and in despair because he cannot return home.
—————————————————————— Novel 2. ch.3
-Just so you know, Japanese people never say anything when you sneeze-
“Achoo!”
“Gesundheit!” I answer on cue in a conditioned response to Wolfram’s cute little sneeze, which sounds like something a manga character might make, as I rummage through my luggage and toss everything out of the clothes chest.
————————————————– Novel 2. ch.4
-Closet scene-
Even though Wolfram could not have guessed at my feelings, his hand falls on mine. We huddle together in the cramped space of the too-small-to-be-called-a-walk-in closet, shivering.
No, I’m the only one who’s shivering.
Wolfram is a soldier, after all. Even if he’s not used to playing such a dangerous game of hide-and-seek, it can’t be his first time.
“…Are you okay, Yuuri?”
“O-of course I am!”
I grip the hand touching mine, closing my eyes, and hang my head.
“Sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
He’s not laughing at me, is he?
It’s just…it’s not just that I’m frightened, not even that I’m scared stiff—it’s this silence, this tension, that is unbearably painful…
My roommate seems to read my mind. He whispers, “Like Conrart said, don’t do anything rash if we’re found. They’re not going to kill you if you don’t resist, 'cause you’ve got such good looks.”
“Then you’d better not do anything either. You’re several times cuter than me. No one would kill someone as pretty as you.”
“No way. I am a warrior of the Mazoku; if I don’t fight, I can’t be allowed to live.”
“That’s stupid.”
“Shush!”
(…)
“Wolfram! Don’t, there’re too many of them!” “Shut up!” “I’m begging you, Wolf! Stop it…that’s an order!” He freezes and without looking at me allows the sword to drop. (…after getting caught…)
“I hear you’re on your honeymoon, an’ want to be sold together.” Unwinding his turban, Wolfram asks me, “Honeymoon?” “Don’t know anything about it,” I reply from my position on the floor, not yet recovered from the shock of the sailor uniforms.
————————————————– Novel 2. ch.5
- Maou-
He lifts his eyes when he reaches the approximate center of the deck and stares sharply at the man right in front of him with the one black eye not obscured by contacts.
“…Yuuri?” Wolfram calls, forgetting his alias, but Yuuri doesn’t seem to hear.
Taken aback, he grabs Yuuri’s hand. With the exception of his index finger, it’s icy cold.
————————————————– Novel 2. ch.6 -Random inner monologue-
The third son is standing in the doorway, still in his bathrobe. His beautiful eyebrows are knit in an exaggerated frown.
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-casual yuuram- “(…)His Excellency looks like he’s still deep in dreamland.“
Pretty boys, like pretty girls, have low blood pressure. Wolfram rubs his eyes adorably and pulls the rough blanket close.
"Wolfram, you’ll be late for school if you go back to sleep. You can nap in first period math class.”
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—Yuuri teaching Wolf the Lamaze technique to stay awake—
The boat starts listing slightly. Wolfram is starting to doze off next to me.
“Wah, Wolf, don’t fall asleep! We’re turning, we’re going to start going around in circles—!”
“Hrmm.”
“Not hrmm! Row! Row, come on! Pull-and-push, pull-and-push, heeheefuu, heeheefuu.”
————————————————– Novel 2. ch.7
-Equally tired-
Conrad and Josak nonchalantly raise the white porcelain teacups to their lips, but Wolfram and I are both shaking right down to our fingertips and don’t even have the energy left to slurp our drinks.
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-happy times-
“I’ll go with you tomorrow.” “Huh?” He can’t give me any real help even if he comes with me. Even Conrad, who could make short work of any sword master, couldn’t move a finger to help me. But Wolfram is indifferent to my private waffling. He folds his arms and says rather happily, “Since you’re a total henachoko.” “Stop calling me a henachoko!” Ah.
The selfish prince with the angelic features and clear emerald eyes that remind you of the bottom of a lake. Abbreviate half-ironically, and you get selfish Puu.
Wolfram always goes right to the point. He throws himself straight into any challenge.
He bores into both my mitt and my chest, but it’s kinder and gentler than a lie.
“What? What are you grinning about?” “…I was just thinking, it’s been a while.” “What has?” “You calling me a henachoko.”
“That’s because you left the country. You left your people and your land to the care of others. You have no sense or consciousness of being a king. What’s wrong with calling a henachoko a henachoko?” “Nothing.”
————————————————– Novel 2. ch.7 -Closetting -
“Okay, then why don’t I dump you? 'I’m sorry, let’s call it quits?’” “Don’t you dare! It would be a blow to my self-respect!” “Oh, oh riiight, then why don’t you reject me? 'I refuse your proposal.’ I think my pride would be able to handle it just fine. I was the one in the wrong, so no help for it.” “I can’t do that!” “Why not? Is there some kind of rule about that? Some sort of religious reason?” “Shut up!” Wolfram stands straight up and opens the corner door without another word. “Aaah, Wolf! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I was wrong! I’m apologizing, so don’t lock yourself up in the closet!”
————————————————– Novel 2. ch.7 -Equally frustrated-
Wolfram, who has no interest in human festivals, goes to bed immediately after finishing his wine. I feel like getting drunk and airing all my grievances too, but I’m not going to smoke or drink as long as there’s still any possibility that I haven’t reached my full height yet. Instead, I lie in bed tracking the moon’s course.
————————————————– Novel 2. ch.8 -Angel of Love-
So the whole party proceeded to the hospital in the morning and ended up dashing frantically about until noon.
But even though we’ve run ourselves to the ground, nobody has set off on their last journey yet—in fact, no less than three people revived. We’ve had gratitude heaped on us, and people have even started calling Wolfram the Angel of Love. But for us it’s something of a mixed blessing.
————————————————– Novel 2. ch.8 -Misunderstandings-
I pounce, trying to grab it from Wolfram, and land on top of him. This is the exact moment when— “Listen to this, Young Master…oops.” “…” “Am I interrupting your fun, by any chance?” Josak closes the door again. “No, no, wait! We weren’t having fun, we were not having any fun of any kind, you’re taking it the wrong way! This is a massive, majorly massive misunder—ow!” I’ve bitten my tongue. “My my, Young Masters, it’s the middle of the day, so if you’re going to have a dalliance, you should at least lock the door. You really shouldn’t tempt your elders like this,” Josak teases in the voice he uses when disguised as a woman, and enters the room.
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Novel 2. ch.10 -Sneaking into Yuuri’s room for the first time-
“Wolf…what are you doing here?!”
“What do you mean, what am I doing?”
Wolfram, lying on his stomach and dressed like a madam after her bath, kicks his legs.
“I sneaked over for a night crawl.”
“Night crawl?! A-as in, when a g-g-g-guy secretly crawls into a bed…”
“For a rendezvous?”
“Yeah, rendezvous…no no no no, that’s not what I mean! The guy crawls into a woman’s bed…!”
Now he’s got me going at his pace.
Wolfram half-rises, scowling, a hand placed imperiously on his hip. He looks like pretty boy who’s hit the mat after a knockdown, for those with the taste for it.
“If I had to wait for you, you’d never come to a decision.”
“Um, incidentally, what sort of a decision are you looking for…?” My voice trails off as he sways his hips closer.
The Mazoku ex-prince’s face brightens, and he pulls me down by the arm.
“Wah!”
“Are we any closer to a decision yet?”
“No!”
I’m terrified just thinking about what sort of decision this might be. I’m not going to lose my life or anything, but I do feel like there’s something else I’m going to lose. I desperately extract myself, fly into the bathroom and lock the door.
“Yuuri!”
“Wait wait wait! I gotta take a bath first, okay?! You don’t wanna do anything with a sweaty guy either, right?!”
Do…? I blanch at my own words.
My head and nose both prickle, and I stagger, suddenly dizzy.
“Yuuri! Hey, open the door!”
“No!”
Unable to keep upright any longer, I sit down on the rim of the tub
“Blooploop.”
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Yuuram in Novel : 1|2|3|4|5|6|7|8|9|10|11|12|13|14|15|16|17
Wolfram is an Angel and a Demon. And has anyone seen or heard of a girly Angel or Demon? There you have it! Wolfram is the most beautiful being that could possibly exist (repeated countless times in the Light Novel) who has an air of princely arrogance that can rival that of a demon. Takabayashi-sensei created a fabulous character with all his flaws and perfection! And those flaws just add to his charm! He is manly in all the ways possible.
I absolutely hate it when people refer wolfram to be feminine and girly! He's a prince! He's not yuuris wife either but a prince consort I think that is what it's called. Wolf is in no way feminine or girly! I feel so sorry for my son!
＿(`Δ’)／Thank you!!!!
Even though you were probably just venting, I’ll write here my theory as to why some people used to think this way.First of all, I’m guessing you’re mostly talking about fanfics, and not actual fans, who still believe this nowadays: - Fanfics: Most of the fanfics available were written before the novels and manga were translated to English, which means that fans only ever had the anime to use as a reference.- Anime: Although the anime didn’t make Wolf sound girly at all, they did heavily rely on crossdressing as a gag, and some people took it to heart. - Doujinshi/Japanese stereotypes: As I’ve extensively commented in the past, Japanese fans (the original fans of the series who draw the doujinshi) are accustomed to stereotyping gay couple as “ manly dude/ girly dude” or “big dude, small dude” and since in the canon Wolfram and Yuuri are EQUALS (as Takabayashi-sensei has repeated endless times) they had to make his appearance or mannerisms more girly. This is a Japanese stereotyping problem, that Western fans got second-hand… Western fans don’t quite understand why they’re doing it but they get on the train cuz the Japanese fans are doing and think that they might have some inside knowledge they lack. As for the Japanese fans they do it because ‘stereotyping is life’, and you don’t break the mold here cuz you get kicked out of the village and starve in you do (there’s a lovely saying they teach in elementary school : ‘The nail that sticks out shall be hammered down’). Stereotyping is a big part of being Japanese… I’m not going to get into the explanation now, cuz the reply is getting long as it is.
Second of all, if a fan still thinks there’s anything girly about Wolf nowadays you must refer them to the novels immediately. People believing there’s anything girly about Wolfram (looks or personality), comes out of sheer ignorance of the canon.
The more you know about the canon, the less the ignorance of others will affect you. Rather than getting angry I’d say you should try to learn everything that you can about the books and correct people when they’re wrong. Quote using the novel number and chapter, give them irrefutable proof that you are right.
So everyone: if someone comes up to you and says something that’s clearly wrong, be patient and show them the way.
Never in a million years!!
NEVER FUCKING FORGET THAT THEY ARE CANON
Love these scenes! Wolfram is as Angelic as ever!!
