I Am So Glad You Liked It!! It Means A Lot To Me!!

So great to see them!!! Wolf looks adorable!!!! I'm looking forward to it!! (left a comment there screaming about the Royal Couple!! 😉)

I'm so glad it is free to view and comment, I can finally directly support the Royal Couple and MaruMa!

Kyou Kara Maou S

The website’s open and here’s the new Royal Couple pic

https://comicbushi-web.com/episode/13933686331795933166

Ay fandom its done

enjoy 6 whole minutes of unadulterated crap editing of vines and kkm pngs

Love these scenes! Wolfram is as Angelic as ever!!

(novel analysis) Honey-chan meaning

OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This one! THIS IS THE POST YOU WANNA READ:

So you know how Yuuri calls Wolfram Hachimitsu-chan~ or Honey-chan right!? RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!?

So we had a little disagreement on the online event on whether ‘honey’ was bitter tasting or not in Shinma… WELP I can tell you something! NOVEL 4- CHAPTER 7

The sand bear, which looks about five times heavier than Ryan, is leaning its entire body on him.  It’s playfully rubbing him with a clawed paw that looks like it can gouge a heart out.

“Wahaha, Keiji is such a sweetie!  Oh, my little honey~!”

Or in Japanese

　ライアンの五倍は体重のありそうな砂熊が、身体《からだ》を寄せてしなだれかかる。心臓｜抉《えぐ》れそうな爪《つめ》の手を、じゃれているのか｜擦《こす》りつけた。 「わははケイジは甘《あま》えん坊《ぼう》さんだなあ。うーんオレの蜂蜜《はちみつ》ちゃーん」 ———— Ryan, the guy in love and married (at least in the ura cds ) to Keiji the Sandbear, CALLS KEIJI HACHIMITSU-CHAN!  He calls him Honey-chan! OMG, OMFG!  Another thing, he calls him is “amaenbosan” 甘えん坊さん or sweet boy/sweet thing. So! Honey has to be sweet in Shinma or Ryan wouldn’t use sweet and honey in the same sentence. Also if I may, and this is for the “amaenbosan” term (compared to the term Honey-chan in the main novels), is used in Japan for both 1) Children who rely on their parents and 2) Doting lovers, wives, husbands.

I AM SOOOOO HAPPY I FOUND THIS! Was looking for copper and found gold, thank you and you’re welcome.

The Battle of Hogwarts Quiz - Pottermore

Today marks the day that Voldemort was defeated at the battle of Hogwarts. How well do you remember the wizarding world’s last stand?

Your Battle of Hogwarts knowledge is so enviable, we’d definitely trust you to destroy a Horcrux or two. You know where the Basilisk fangs are, right?

Well, it's been a long while since I read the books so frankly I'm surprised that I was able to score this well, but at the same time dissapointed that I couldn't score that well.

Quite interesting...

Info about Yuuri’s soul

God, I swear there are so many goodies that we all just skim over without realizing!

Novel 11, chapter 7

“Your Majesty!”There isn’t a wall behind me, and the balcony railing I finally touch is round and thick, so my fingers, scalding hot with pain, can’t get a grip on them at all. In that second I could still wonder how many stories this is, but before I get an answer, my entire body is already flying mid-air. It won’t hurt anymore. All that’s left is to fall, just like that time.”

WHAT TIME!?  I can’t recall Yuuri falling a long distance before. (When he fell in the Colosseum, he was the maou and he wasn’t conscious; when he dropped with Josak it wasn’t like this). And we know that Julia died in battle, so not like this either.

So as Yuuri is approaching his death, he remembers ‘falling to his death’ just like that time.

So I’m thinking this is most likely how his original soul died. Oh, well, interesting nonetheless!

LOKI | 2X05: SCIENCE FICTION + TUMBLR REACTIONS

Have to keep this going

A repost of a repost but I had to see this so you do too.

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.

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.6

-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.”

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.6

—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.

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.7

-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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This is why I love Takabayashi-sensei, MaruMa and The Royal Couple!! My favourite OTP!! Please get together already! Waiting for their wedding to take place

do you think con/yuus popularity is bc of the mangaka?? since the novel which im assuming is the source material is clearly yuuram and game i cant help but feel bitter

Hi anon!

No, I think the popularity of the conyuu ship is due to the staple yaoi trope of the 90s and early 2000s in Japan of having a “big guy/little guy" relationship.BL fangirls in Japan identify with ‘the little guy’ in that relationship. If you know a little bit about BL/yaoi in the 90s, you know that the relationships between the big guy and little guy were usually abusive and rape-themed. “ I love you” followed by rape, which made the ‘little guy’ realized that “Oh my! I’m in love with him, too.”This is sadly a mirror of how abused Japanese women were/are. Women in Japan have, in general, at some point in their lives (especially when younger), been pressured/forced into sex by men. The rationalization of being raped is of course: “ I’m in love with him”. And BL (yaoi) mangas were a mirror of this for many women, who saw in this rationalization of “rape into love” a defense mechanism for what had happened to them. Foreign fangirls’ simply copied Japanese fangirls’ tropes (probably not knowing about the rampant rape culture that originated it; and simply trying to stay true to ‘the original fans’).——————————————————————–Now as for maruma: Conyuu is pretty much the staple big guy/ little guy. BL fans are used to the format, and this is why it’s so appealing them. Also, the fangirls wanna be ‘the little guy’ for Conrad because he’s such a stereotypical character of everything Japanese women want (1. Tall 2. Broken/needs fixing, but nice. 3. Prince, but humble about it,  4.Protector swordsman that will die for you ). Of course they like conyuu. Now in comes Takabayashi-sensei (who wanted to create a trauma for Yuuri using Conrad’s death, that’s why she originally made them so close. Conrad was written to die in novel 5), and ships Yuuri and Wolfram.  She makes sure that they’re both childish. That they’re both the same height. That neither is quite smarter or more mature than the other. They’re “equal", in every way. Their relationship develops slowly. First they become friends, then they fall for each other (happens for Wolf a bit faster than for Yuuri).She famously puts in one of the drama cds that ”the order of the names in the ship doesn’t matter” in a dialogue between Gunter and his editor (parallel of Takabayashi-sensei and GEG) in ”His Excellency and the MA Love Journal!?” Drama cd 24, track 6 .  (- for those who don’t know the order of the name in a ship in BL informs who is ‘topping’  in the relationship- ).  

Sensei makes this couple with two characters who are equal in the year 2000, and it took almost two decades for Japanese women to get in with the times (Takabayashi-sensei is rumored to have lived in America, probably why her thinking was so forward in comparison with Japanese women).

So, no, I don’t think Temari-sensei is to blame for conyuu, but she happily catered to it and overdid the Conrad/Yuuri scenes . (I remember a particular drawing where Conrad and Yuuri looked like they were about to kiss and the story that she drew that for had nothing to do with it XD- (It’s the Hajimari no Tabi ending one XDD . I laughed so hard when I finally read the story that was so completely unrelated to the drawing).

Ok, fine. Maybe like a 2% of the blame we can assign to Temari-sensei, but the rest was cultural. :DPS. Yes, the novels are the source material.