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「戀愛是一瞬間的事,而後悔卻是永遠的。這就是你的論調吧?宮廷畫家大人。」

達龍,《亞爾斯蘭戰記:第八卷 假面兵團》

“Love is a momentary thing, but regret is forever. That’s your argument, right? Lord Court Painter.”

- Daryun being a total asshole to Narsus | Arslan Senki: Book 8 - The Masked Army

I live for their endless sarcastic jabs at each other. 

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Inside me, the torture in the darkness continued.      The headache that came at the same time as the throbbing, the metallic smell that spread inside my nose.  My eyes hurt as if they were stabbed with needles and the loud reverberation in my ears won’t stop.  Someone is talking, but it just keeps going on without me being able to understand the words.  It was as if I wasn’t just hearing it through my ears, but like there were headphones right on my brain.      Like I was trapped inside a bell at a temple and someone was banging on it from the outside.      “…-ya… Shibuya…!”      I desperately try to open my dry, stuck together eyelids.  It felt like I was going to hear my skin ripping apart.  Gold and green dimly enter my gaze.  Beyond that was the same darkness from before with little bits of white light dancing about.  It’s snow.      The blonde-haired person slightly narrows his eyes and I can see his lips move just a little bit.      “There’s no choice.”      There’s… no… choice?      “Whoa, stop it Wolfram!  He’ll die if you do that!”      My consciousness rapidly rose to the surface.  Lord von Bielefelt had lifted the metal club and was about to hit me.      “He lost… -sciousness… so… waking him up that way is too viole-… eh.”      When I try to lift my head, nausea and dizziness hit me.  I inevitably have to put my head back down.  The back of my head hit something not at all firm.  I have a bad feeling.  This taut, fleshy feeling is…      “Your Majesty, this is all I can do for you.”      Just as I feared, my head was in Josak’s lap.      “Shibuya, here, water.”      “Gugh.”      A snowball was shoved into my mouth.  It was Murata.  He’s gripping another one in his right hand.  I suppose he prepared second helpings.  I try to wave my hand to tell him I don’t need it, but my sentiments didn’t get across.      “Mmph… mpha! What are you doing?!  It went all the way to the back of my throat.”      “Are you finally awake?”  Wolfram was leaning on the club to relieve some of the pressure on his back.  His expression suddenly softens.  I look around with only my eyes as I stay lying down.  Murata was squatting down and Josak’s thighs are under my head.

Novel 6, chapter 4. I just love these 4 together. Wolf, Josak and Mura are a good team, but they’re just not good to take care of him when he’s injured or sick xD

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“I did something dreadful and indecent and grotesque and something to make people suspicious of my character again, didn’t I?”      “Oh Your Majesty, beauty isn’t everything.  For me, just being able to see you make Adalbert go ‘gyafun!’ was, how shall I say, it pulled at my heartstrings.”      However, the American Football Macho wasn’t the only one who said ‘gyafun.’      I timidly reach up to touch my throat and my fingers touch blackish blood that had started to harden.  Luckily it didn’t hurt much, but if I move it will probably open right back up.  And not that it matters, but when is the word ‘gyafun’ from?      “Why am I alive?  It’s weird.”      It’s been a while since this happened.  Even if I used magic that surpassed the power of man, these last few times I’ve had a slight recollection of it. But this time, I don’t remember a single thing.  I was just closed in the darkness the entire time.  When I think back on it, I feel as if my body will start shaking from unease and fear.      “… What’s wrong with me?”      “There’s always something wrong with you.  It’s not something that just started now.”  Wolfram slowly crouches down.  His movements are awfully stiff.  That reminds me, how is his back?  I hope it doesn’t hurt for too long.      “Look the other way.  I’m going to do something about that injury on your neck.  Gurrier, do you have a needle and thread?”      “I do.  Correcting measurements is required if you want to dress all the more stylishly, after all.  That being said, should I sew it up?  I have some confidence in my sewing ability.”      “Sew?  Without anesthesia!?  Hey, use that healing technique!  You said that you could at least stop someone’s bleeding.”      “Don’t move.”      I reach a hand out to Murata looking for help, but he rejects me with a ‘you reap what you sow.’      “It can’t be helped.  Everyone desperately tried to stop you, but you went on a rampage all on your own, Shibuya.”      “Aren’t you gradually turning into a malicious character?”

Novel 6, chapter 4. Everything is wrong with you Yuuri, hahaha. Wolf’s so “sweet” when he’s mad and worrying.

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Fragment source: novel 14, chapter 3.

“Hey,” Wolfram said with a strict voice when my body leaned closer. “Keep your distance, keep your distance. Don’t come too close.”

“Uh, sure, sure. Staying closer than two meters from you is prohibited, I know.”

He hates me now, and just a little while ago we were close enough to get into the wood box together.

“Emm, Wolf. There’s something I’d like to confirm.”

“What?”

“Do you… have hair on your chest?.. No wait! Never mind. Growing up.. 80 years might be a bit too…" 

That hairy something around his chest is enough proof… When mazoku grow and mature is impossible to predict!

"Yep, don’t tell me you’re jealous now!”

“What are you suddenly grumbling about, you!”

But body hair wasn’t the only matter I wanted to discuss.

“I though about apologizing.”

“What? Are you gonna make me apologize now?”

“No, that’s not what I meant! I don’t want you to apologize, I’m not angry about anything. But it seems that  you are, look, you even… don’t let me come close to you! That’s why I though we should settle this properly. Maybe it won’t make it better, but I thought the least I could do is apologize. I don’t want the atmosphere to stay this awkward. And it’s probably awkward for Captain Sizemore and Dacascos too.”

I sit leaning my back against a table that we pushed over on the floor as a safety feature, so that even if someone shoots and arrow from the entrance it will get stuck in it. It’s long enough to protect two injured people sitting two meters apart. However, because we can’t use chairs we have to sit directly on the splintery wooden floor.

“It’s only natural that you hate me now… I injured you even though we are friends. But there’s no time for that now.” As soon as I said that I covered my mouth and looked down in shame. “I… I was even going to … to kill you, Wolf. Back then I was really going to.. Damn, I feel so sick I’m gonna throw up.”

“Wait Yuuri, does it hurt somewhere else beside your eyes and shoulder?”

I wave my right hand in front of my face to say that it’s not what I meant. It’s not like I am physically sick. It is all this sudden stress and nervousness that made me hyper acidic.

“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. Can’t believe that I didn’t even think it could be you. I regret it,  and if you say words are not enough I will take any punishment. To show you I mean it sincerely.”

“I was going to talk about that once everything was settled and Your majesty was safely escorted back to Shin Makoku. But since you brought it up there’s no choice now.”

Wolfram turned his head my way and continued letting out a small sigh.

“It could be you punishing me now if you wished so. Not only I raised my sword against Your Majesty the Maou, I also attacked and injured you. But I swear… I didn’t know it was you, Yuuri.”

“I didn’t know it was you either!”

At that time when Wolfram climbed down the rope to get underground I completely mistook him for an enemy. In the darkness the moment I saw his sword shine in the sunlight coming from above I was sure he was an enemy that came to kill me. “The moment I saw the sword…”

“I barely saw a shadow of a person moving. I didn’t even think whether it was a friend or enemy, but as I stepped forward I heard ‘That shadow is an enemy, there’s no mistake about that’… like it was someone else’s voice.”

“And I saw a sword pointing right at me so I pushed the sharp blade away from me and pierced your… your stomach… s-stabbed…” While I was saying that imagining it hurt so much.

“Are you really Okay?”

Violating the “not more than 2 meters” rule I came closer to Wolfram nervously putting the palm of my hand to his stomach where the cut was supposed to be.

“I am not as skilled as Gisela-san, but it will definitely be better than doing nothing.”

“Stop it! Don’t use majutsu!” Immediately Wolfram shakes it off. “How much more dim-witted can you be, wimp! 

This is the land of shinzoku! There is so much houryoku on this continent that Gisela couldn’t so much as set a foot on it. It’s hard to even imagine what would happen if you carelessly started to use maryoku in a place like this. And here you are all ready to use your magic without even thinking. That’s why I’m telling you to stay away!”

“Huh?”

“Did you not hear me? I said, because you’d use your magic I told you to stay away from me.”

But hearing him say it again didn’t change the meaning of what he said. That reason was so completely different from the one I was worrying myself sick over.

“… You are not ang… angry with me?" 

I feel so proud.

"Of course I am angry, because you are so careless.”

“If you truly started to hate me I’d…”

“If I hated you?” Wolfram said as though unwillingly, changing the intonation and turning the ending of the phrase into a question, stretching the word hated. “Would a person who hates the king be the same one who willingly keeps on running after him to the farthest corners of the world? And even go as far as….” There was a sound of fabric rustling and then something slipping, being dragged down. Sound of a cord being untied. “….brining along something as eerie as Günter’s amulet.”

“Günter’s amulet?!”

This time it was my turn to turn the ending into a question.

The object shaped like a tiny pouch is touching my hands swinging to and fro. No matter how much I concentrate and strain my eyes I can’t see anything but grayish silhouettes, so I grab it to confirm: it’s a knitted woolen sack. Extremely unpleasant to the touch, uneven texture, some threads sticking out. I wonder if it’s the protecting amulet Conrad was talking about. In other words, what I pierced with my sword is this thing that resembles a replica of Jizo.

“Are you sure it is an amulet? I can hardly call this a miracle." 

"It’s made from Günter’s hair.”

“Hee—” I quickly pulled away my hand that the thing was touching. Wasn’t it supposed to be cursed anyway?

“It seals my magic. As long as I wear it on my body I can freely walk on the land full of houjutsu, and for that a secret technique was used which… which.. What kind of technique was that anyway? Strange, I can’t remember what it was, it all seems so hazy.” “Wah! It’s Okay if you don’t, it’s totally Okay.”

They say that people who had some shocking experience in the past seal off their memories of it to protect themselves from a mental breakdown. I don’t think I’d dare to ask, but since it was Günter there’s no way that nothing happened.

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He bores into both my mitt and my chest, but it’s kinder and gentler than a lie.

Shibuya Yuuri, novel 2, chapter 7. Talking about how blunt is Wolfram. What I love about this is the baseball metaphor, Yuuri is the catcher and Wolfram the pitcher, and every time Wolfram tells him something blunt is like a ball pierce past his mitt into his chest, but that’s still better to hear lies. 

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Anonymous asked:

question: having read the novels, do you think that yuuri likes wolfram? not just in a romantic way, but like as friends? the anime doesn't really do a good job of showing that they're friends, but i've seen people say they're great friends.

(you probably didn’t want an tl;dr essay and im so sorry for this is anon but this is My Element and i couldn t help myself….)

To start off: Yea, I mean I haven’t seen the anime in YEARS but I can you that it really does not give their relationship (or their characters’) any justice at all. In fact, in my opinion the anime’s stagnation of character development and maturation compared to the novels (and which is a huuuuuuge part of what makes the story so good tbh), contributes to Yuuri’s and Wolf’s almost seemingly forced(?) and one-sided type relationship that never seemed to have gone past Wolf’s jealous rages and obsession with their engagement and Yuuri’s (understandable even) aversion and hurtful thoughtlessness to his character at times despite 130+ episodes worth of time together. Not saying, that I don’t think they didn’t consider the other important to them or that the anime was completely lacking any instances of them being friendly and caring for one another, but simply that it never evolved past who they only really were in the first arc and a half or so (~vol. 1-6 (there are 22 out just to give you an idea)) and just honestly focused on and played on their relationship for laughs more than anything. There’s also the fact that the anime past season 1 is completely different than the novels and is considered its own universe and canon so it’s also a little unfair to compare the two I think when they have their own separate plotlines so….

But yea I can say with complete confidence, anon, that Yuuri and Wolf definitely grow to consider themselves each other’s closest friend and companion in the novels and respect and trust each other highly and in interact in a much healthier manner. That doesn’t mean, that their engagement isn’t brought up sometimes and played for laughs (this and the series’ comedic nature in general is an aspect of kkm that never really changes) and that Yuuri’s still pretty “no homo” when it comes to anything insinuating romance between them, but it’s not to the point where it’s kinda like beating a dead horse or feeling that you’re back at episode 10 when you feel like some type of development (romantic or otherwise) should of occurred. However, whether or not Yuuri sees/will see Wolfram in a romantic light however is still up in the air (THO I will say I do think it will be endgame just from how things are developing + the Apollo novels (even those ain’t supposed to be technically canon but….)) and opens a whole other can of worms that in itself could end up being another tl;dr essay, so I’ll just talk about their relationship as friends and as king and vassal.

(MAJOR SPOILERS from the KKM novels from volumes 9-14 from here on out so just a Big FYI – like there are direct excerpts from the novels and theyre p long and REALLY PLOT SPOILERLY!!!!

so if you don’t wanna spoil yourself go HERE for basically all of what’s been translated of the novels so far and see for yourself!)

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#1, p. 230: Wolfram points out that the gakuran isn't the most flattering outfit around

"Don’t you dare embarass my brother and me by going through that room in that outfit. You look like a beggar!"

Before I had the chance to open my mouth, Wolfram had pulled me in by the collar and attached a glimmering golden piece of jewelry.

"Hey!" I yelled.

"I got that from my uncle Bielefeld when I was a child. It doesn’t have any particular meaning, but it’s suitable for someone who has no martial accomplishments and has yet to set foot on the battlefield. His Majesty, the biggest wimp in the history of demonkind."

"Don’t call me a wimp!"

"No need to thank me," said Wolfram, surprisingly friendly, and left in a hurry. His gift was a golden bird with spread wings. Conrad stared after his brother, a bit of pride in his eyes.

"It seems that he has found a liking for our Majesty after all."

"You can’t be serious! That snooty little prig? Never!"

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#1, p 91: So Wolfram just called Yuri a snotty-nosed brat and then this exchange happens

"Snotty-nosed brat?!" I yelled, angry, "Hey, you don’t look much older than me! I bet you’re even younger!"

"Oh, you think?" he asked with a threatening voice and his arms swankily crossed over his chest, "How old are you?"

"Fifteen," I confidently answered, "and in two months, I’ll be sixteen."

"Fifteen?" he grinned smugly, "That’s cute. Can you go to the bathroom all on your own?"

"Cute?! I’ll give you cute, you poser! How old are you, then? Fourteen, tops, I’ll bet!"

"I’m 82. And a half, to be accurate," he answere dryly.

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Muraken is gold

There’s this episode in the novels around the time when Yuri and Murata are stranded in Caloria and Yuri’s still trying to explain to Murata that they’re not in Kansas any more. Somehow Murata had a smoke bomb, and now Yuri wants to know where it came from. It goes something like this:

Yuri: How did you get that anyway?

Murata: Some guy who said he knew you gave it to me the first night at Flynn’s house in some dark place full of mice.

Yuri: Wait hold up was he like super cool with brown hair and a refreshing smile and a scar above one eye and was the the super friendly type who makes women swoon and did he have a sword and both arms or just one come on man tell me it was him

Murata: Dude, I don’t know, it was dark and I was afraid of the mice.

(Bonus: This while they’re sharing a two-man sleeping bag)

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i’m sorry, i’m having a day and i just need to appreciate

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.

how yuuri describes and thinks about wolfram

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Murata had a look of annoyed surprise on his face.  Maybe he worshipped Satan in a past life.  Could Sister Christine’s Sweet Trap actually have been a seductive way to lead people down an evil path?

[x]

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And, you had to be expecting this scene, so here we go. After Yuuri comes back to consciousness and finds himself hanging from a crevice himself. I went right to the end of the novel because I have no self control.

I went totally overboard and even put in manga caps from the corresponding scenes because I wanted to make it really pretty I’m sorry but also not sorry? Enjoy, friends? :D

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