#Suzanna Julia von Wincott

[isleepatfiveam]

My first BL and Isekai was a show called Kyo Kara Maoh (Moua?) Known in the dub as King from Now On.

The show was absolutely silly and stupid, but I loved it. So, one of the characters, Julia, was like one of my favourites. She died in the backstory and got reincarnated as the MC Yuuri and became a major motivation for my favourite character Concart.

I particularly loved her design, loved the light blues and purples, the white streak, all of it.

And then it took me 10 snuffing years to find out she was snuffing blind!

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I'm a funking idiot.

[inkmoller]

Suzanna Julia von Wincott! I want to draw a little more. The characters have sunk into my soul.

[larkawolfgirl]

The Time We Had (Conjulia)

Rating: Mature Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Category: F/M Fandom: Kyou Kara Maou! Relationship: Adelbert von Grantz/Susannah Julia von Wincott Characters: Adelbert von Grantz, Susannah Julia von Wincott Additional Tags: Bittersweet, Canonical Character Death, First Time, Riding, Blind Character, First Love, Love Confessions, Sad Ending, Emotional Sex

Summary:  Adalbert was always romantic and heartfelt. He wanted to find love and take his time to appreciate it and protect it. Julia just wanted to feel everything with all of her senses. For she knew that time was fleeting.

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Chapter 1: The start of a love story

Summary: Adalbert wants to find love.

Adalbert’s father always told him he was too soft. Adalbert felt strongly for others and was drawn to romance. It wasn’t as if his father had a poor relationship with his mother, but his father thought his interests were too feminine for a man of his lineage. Adalbert’s interest in matters of the heart wasn’t Lord von Grantz’s main reason for sending his son to train as a soldier, but it was the deciding factor on why he did so without consulting Adalbert on his own opinion. Fortunately, Adalbert didn’t mind; actually, he was happy to devote himself to learning the way of the sword. The knights and princes in the stories he read all wielded mighty swords in their pursuit of love and justice. Adalbert wanted nothing more than to become a knight by his own right in order to sweep his own prince or princess off their feet.

He trained hard until his muscles hardened, yet his heart remained soft. He could cut a man down without breaking a sweat or eye contact, but he would still step around flowers when he could and grow nervous around anyone he found mildly attractive. These two sides of him felt most at peace when he cooked. No one could become strong without proper nourishment. It was also said that the best way to a person’s heart was through their stomach. Adalbert truly enjoyed cooking and preparing tastier meals than the last, yet he dreamed of one day being able to share a delicious meal of his making with a beautiful woman or handsome man.

Ironically, he never actually pursued anyone, though. He spent all of his training, cooking, or reading. When someone did catch his eye, he found that he was too shy to mention his fleeting feelings. It was easier to tell himself that he was bettering himself for his future relationship than risk rejection.

Then he met Suzanna Julia von Wincott without warning. She climbed in through a window and straight into his heart. His attraction to her was different from how he had felt about anyone else. Others had seemed promising, but Julia was The One. There was no doubt about it in his mind or heart. His entire chest had fluttered at the very sight of her. Soft hair and cloudy eyes, both the color of the sky, a smile that could melt the hardest of hearts, and a personality which was caring, strong, and noble. More than any of that, however, was the way she ate. It was as if she was savoring every taste and texture in a stronger way, as if her senses could take in and appreciate so much more.

Once he asked her about it and she said, “I only get this way when I’m eating with you.” His food was special to her. It was something she looked forward to.

For the first time, he decided that he would be willing to take a leap of faith. She was far too valuable to let slip away. But Julia let him know that she was already engaged.

It was a shame. A lesser man might have been disheartened, but Adalbert smiled through it. As long as Julia continued to smile and remain in his life, he could be happy.

Adalbert didn’t have a lot of friends, but the two of them seemed closer than most. She would visit him nearly every day and she would continuously compliment his food claiming that she would eat nothing else if she could. Each time she said something like that his heart would flutter up into his throat. He had to be careful to keep it in check so that it wouldn’t fly right out in words he must not say.

Time passed pleasantly between them until one day, Julia set her spoon down and looked up at him with such a sincere look. “Adalbert,” she said in a voice as sweet as sugar, “my father agreed to call off my engagement.”

He gulped down the hope building up inside his chest. “Why is that?”

She smiled. “Because there is someone else that I have already chosen to give my heart to.”

He moved around the table, sitting down across from her. “Who is it?”

She reached across the table in search of his hand. “I would like to give it to you, Adalbert.”

His heart fluttered freely now. It was so light and flying that he doubted he could have ever held back the words that flew from his mouth. “Julia, you have always been the princess for me.”

She covered her mouth as she giggled. “I’m not a princess.”

He could feel heat rising to his cheeks. “Yes, well, I would like to be your knight if you’d let me.”

She stopped laughing, but mirth remained in her unseeing eyes. “I’d rather you be my lover and my chef.”

Adalbert was glad she couldn’t see his reaction because in that moment he knew that he loved her.. "I want to take care of you and keep you safe. That includes keeping you fed."

"It does." There was a pause. "Does this mean that you agree to court me, Adalbert von Grantz?"

Sputtering from excitement, he bolted up out of his chair and came up beside her. “Yes!” He longed to tell her he loved her but she had not spoken these exact words and everything was so new. They would have time for that later. Instead he put an arm around her, overjoyed just to be able to feel her warmth against him.

Chapter 2: The end of a love story

Summary: Julia wants to feel love.

It was late into the evening when Adalbert heard the door creak open. He had settled into the sitting room to read since he knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep knowing that he would be stepping onto the battlefield tomorrow. He had already been there once to retrieve Julia who had taken it upon herself to tend to the wounded. The sounds of the fighting had been chaotic and the sight inside the healing tent had been gruesome. He was confident in his fighting ability but he still wasn’t looking forward to the experience.

He looked up from his book to see the housekeeper. “Lady von Wincott has come to see you, Lord Grantz.”

This was a surprise. He had already seen her earlier with words of parting. “Let her in,” he said immediately.

The housekeeper bowed, then turned to Julia beyond Adalbert’s eyesight. “My Lady.”

Julia stepped into the room, shutting the door behind her. She stood there in all her beauty. The light from the fireplace danced over her pale skin and blue dress. Her outfit was shorter than anything he had seen her in before. The fabric looked sheerer too which made him wonder if this was actually a nightgown. Had she decided to come to him after readying herself for bed?

She stood there for a long moment before he realized she probably didn’t know where he was. He cleared his throat and snapped his book shut. Her head snapped to face him.

“Julia, what are you doing here so late?”

“I had to see you,” she said, walking over to the green armchair.

“I’ll be fine,” he assured her. He took her hands and rubbed little circles over her wrists.

She bowed her head. “I know.” Her voice was somber.

“Then what’s wrong?” He cupped her cheek, trying to figure out what he could do to make her feel better.

Julia stepped closer until her knees were hitting his own. “I didn’t want to be alone tonight.”

Cradling his neck with her hands, she slipped into his lap. Instinctively, his hands fell to her hips, supporting her. She pushed closer so that there was no separation between them. He could feel her breasts through the thin material of their sleep clothes. Julia shifted over his lap, pressing their lower halves together.

Sparks flew through him. He wanted her, Shinou, he wanted her. He had wanted her for so long, but this wasn’t how it was supposed to happen.

“What are you doing?” Adalbert asked, trying to push her back some.

Julia placed a finger to his lips and shook her head. She pressed her mouth against him with force. He was helpless against her and the feelings she was transferring. Adalbert couldn’t understand why, but she was extremely sad and desperate.

They were supposed to get married soon. They would announce their love in front of a mass of people and vow under oath of Shinou that they would honor each other for the rest of their lives. Only then were they supposed to do this. Their first time was supposed to be special and meaningful. Adalbert wanted to wait, but something about the way Julia was acting swept him along.

She needed this, which meant so did he.

Before Adalbert knew it, his pants were open and she was sinking her heat down onto him. She felt wonderful, hot and soft and moist and more than anything he could have dreamed of. Still, he wanted more.

He pulled back from her endless kiss, running his hands up her clothed sides. “I wanted this to be romantic.” He gave a half-hearted chuckle.

“I don’t care.” She tried to kiss him again, but he turned his head to the side.

“At least let me look at you.”

She stilled her movements, allowing him to tug her nightgown off of her. Since they were near the fire he was able to see most of her in the orange glow. She had never looked so beautiful. She had often reminded him of the sky or the surface of the ocean, but right now she looked like a delicate flower. He had wanted to protect her like a knight protecting a princess, but she had proven to him that she didn’t need protecting. She was strong and the one going out there to heal others in their time of need. Right now, though, she looked vulnerable and on the cusp of breaking.

Julia shivered even though the fire and their intimacy were keeping them warm.

Adalbert ran his hand from her cheek all the way down to her hip. “Julia,” he whispered. He didn’t know what to say to fix whatever was troubling her, so he defaulted to what he knew was true. “I love you. I can’t wait to call you my wife.”

A tear fell down her face.

He panicked, trying to shift her into a better position, but she pushed his arms back and resumed her movements. She rode him with fierce desperation until he could barely remember that something troubling was in the air. She kissed him until he was running out of breath and held his arms firmly in place against the sides of the armchair.

Finally, they shook together in their climax. Her head fell onto his shoulder as she caught her breath. She stayed like that, keeping him slotted inside her. Eventually, she let go of his hands so that she could wrap her arms around him.

Adalbert’s mind was fuzzy. He was happy, dear damn euphoric. They were joined now, he thought. One day soon they would be joined even stronger through marriage, and hopefully, their love would blossom into a child. Perhaps, even now, the seeds were being planted.

Julia was still shaking, though. He hugged her back, placing kisses along the line between her neck and her shoulder.

“Julia, tell me what’s wrong.”

She shook her head, voice coming out broken with emotion. “I love you, that’s all.”

“You’re sure that’s all it is?”

She hummed. He thought that was agreement, but really who was to say?

She didn’t say anything else for the rest of the night. Adalbert moved them to his bedroom where they slept snuggled together. He hadn’t thought he could sleep that night, but sleep did find him. He woke up well-rested in the morning and parted ways with Julia with a sweet kiss on the forehead and an even sweeter kiss on her lips.

If only he had known that was the last time he would see her. Perhaps he wouldn’t have gone to war that day and could have stopped her from going to the healing tent that day and the next. Perhaps he could have gotten her to see reason. Her working himself to death helped no one in the end.

But perhaps, it wouldn’t have mattered. Perhaps things were better this way. This way their final memory was sweet and cherished instead of a painful argument.

[osculas]

[mahorosaber]

My MaruMA's Fanarts

I drew this fanart after reading Chapter 6 OF Volume16 .XD

It is my headcanon but I think she may do this thing! =p 

MaruMA:Volume16:Chapter 6

There’s a smile on the corners of his lips as he glances sideways at the father-daughter pair of Günter and Gisela.

“I believe you two know it as well, he’s more than just a stubborn brat. Since I’m the father of all mazoku, of course I have to watch over my children properly. Isn’t that so!?”

“Y-you watch over everyone?”

“That’s right… No, you don’t have to worry, I have no interest in vulgar things, and I don’t watch all of you all day long, after all I only have two eyes. However…”

Before saying those important words, he smiles intriguingly,

“I know you’re calling the woolen doll you confiscated from Lord von Voltaire Julia, and you talk to it every night too, Gisela.”

“Eh? Is that so, Gisela?”

“I-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-it’s not like that--!”

Gisela’s usually ferocious expression turned really white in an instant, so it seems to be true.

“You even told the woolen doll who your crush is.”

“N-n-n-n-n-n-nooo--! Please forgive me! Please spare me, Your Majesty Shinou! Don’t say it, I’m begging you, don’t say anymore--!”

Gisela kneels down like a young girl praying.

“Who is it? Who on earth is it, Gisela!?”

It’s slow to describe but quick to happen, in a flash she has already lifted the heavy wooden bed and thrown it at Günter. After all, right now she’s wearing those gloves Anissina invented, which could give a weak female shopowner the strength of a hundred men.

My description of  fanart 

Scene 1

         Gisela: I’m back!

          Black:........?

Scene 2

          Black:........?

          Gisela: Why coming back  late? Just  be a midwife.

          Black:........?

          Gisela: You think the case of increasing injuries, right? It’s not. It’s very peace now because of your majesty.

          Black:........?

          Gisela:  Delivering a baby is not your majesty. It’s Nicola! She is  Gegenhuber’s wife.

Scene 3

          Gisela:  Um.... I cannot believe Gegenhuber........

Scene 4

           Gisela stopped in front of  the  cabinet.

Scene 5

           Gisela:  Even so, I can’t forgive him!  If he had changed or your majesty had come early,........

Scene 6

           Gisela: ....you would have been here and seen your dream of peace. Julia....(Crying)

Scene 7

           Gisela cuddled her Julia doll and cried miserably. ( The Julia’s soul is my  imagination. =P)

[gn1450]

Some clothing designs I made for my KKM OC, Camelia Scott, Reincarnation of Julia's memories by creating a pact with Shinou to make her memories reborn with a soul on earth as the media, as she would want another chance to live with Adalbert.

She is Bob's niece. She maintained some of Julia's kindness, but as she grew up with a strict uncle who taught her self defense, she also inhabit Julia's more tomboyish behavior mixed with her own spitfire attitude. She is able to use Maryoku at human land, although not as potent, as she is the direct blood relative of Bob.

I shall tell much of her later, but she is my oldest OC from my elementary school days, from the first time I saw KKM.

I love this oldest child of mine too much to let her go, so I kept on updating her until now, and keep on updating her style as my skill as an artist grew.

I paired her with Conrad at the beginning, when the 1st season came up, but the moment I enter high school, somehow Adalbert is more of the loyal kind of guy, so I switched her storyline. I was so happy when I finally found that short story about Julia. My gut feeling turned out to be right.

[primsgirl89]

Tender Rain: Chapter 1

In a far off world, where magic and dragons exist, was a demon queen who held her three sons close to her. She wanted nothing more than to keep her children by her side, but two of these boys had to go out in a war she had made. Her sparkling emerald green eyes glimmered with unshed tears as she held her older boys close. How she wished she didn't have to send her Gwendal or her Conrart out in the war, but it was their jobs, well for one anyway.

Gwendal von Voltaire was the army general, meaning he had to go out and direct his men out in battle. Just before he was to go she stopped him and held his face in her hands. His skin had a few more wrinkles than there were early this morning, but that was nothing new. What was new though, was the way his deep blue eyes that reminded her of sapphires, were dulled slightly as he refused to look her in her eyes. His tall frame was tight and ready to snap if, given the chance, she blamed herself for his hard nature.

Conrart Weller was her second son, he had his own private army of half-blooded Mazoku soldiers. He had offered to take himself and his men out to do a task that no other person in Shin Makoku to go fight in Luttenberg. Cäcilie felt she had no right, other than being his mother, to say no to him, but it was because the kingdom was in trouble that she felt she couldn't say no. It was also in his job to fight for the kingdom. Cäcilie made her way over to Conrart and held his face with one of her hands as the other held one of his. His blank expression made her heartache, it was so different from the soft one he used to wear just barely a week ago. His eyes were cold and hard, like how his older brothers are, but it didn't suit him in the least. Will she ever see those sweet brown eyes again? Would she be able to run her fingers in his beautiful brown hair?

Finally, there was Wolfram von Bielefield, who was her youngest, who wasn't allowed to fight just yet. He had yet to finish his military training so he was safe from this war, something that she was happy about. He was the mirror image of her. With his golden blonde hair, his vibrant emerald green eyes, to his porcelain skin. The only difference was that he had wavy hair, unlike her naturally curly hair.

"Come back to me," Cäcilie pleaded her two boys, "please."

Conrart looked away before walking outside the door. He couldn't deal with his overly emotional mother at that moment, he needed a distraction before he went into war in the morning. His best friend, Suzanna Julia von Wincott, was getting her final moments with her fiancee before they both went out to war, so he went to the royal gardens. To his surprise, he saw Julia facing the flowers that were named after him. Conrart Stands Tall, his mother had told him.

Beside her was a boy, or was it a female, with dark brown hair that fell just above their shoulders. He couldn't see their face, but they walked away from Julia with a bow and went on their way with Julia watching them leave. Conrart made his way over to his friend with no expression on his face.

"Hello, Conrart," Julia said with her gentle voice. Her blind eyes looked into his with a gentle and tender look, but he saw there were tears in her eyes. "I want to give you something before you leave for war."

He watched as she undid her necklace before tying it around his neck. Conrart allowed her to do this, but he wanted nothing more than to hug this woman one last time.

"Julia," Conrart called before he gave her a hug, "please, be safe."

Julia said nothing as he allowed her friend to hug him. She was happy to know that her soul would bring him a happiness after what will happen to her in this war. Just as he was riding out that brown-haired girl came back with a handful of Conrart's flowers before throwing them over the watchtower just before Conrart left the castle grounds.

Just so you all know I already posted this in Wattpad and on Fanfiction.net. This is ConYuu, but I won’t post all chapters here just this one so if you want to read the rest I will link the other version here...

https://www.wattpad.com/802707488-tender-rain-1

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13431409/1/Tender-Rain

[epiphyllum1902]

Reblog from man_goose on Twitter

 ジュリアに振り回されてるコンラート描いてるととても落ち着く

(A very peaceful depiction of Julia being picked up by Conrad)

[hichandesu]

I wonder where I can find Kyo Kara Maou ost 2 cuz I want to find Julia's theme the sorrow one..?

[kyou--kara--maou-blog]

these two are just too cute ♥

[kagarii-n]

[shamera]

“She sees the truth. Without any regard to one’s social position or with what they are affiliated... She makes her decisions based on what she sees right in front of her. Diving in without hesitation, she glows as she goes.

...They’re very alike.”