#Innocence of Cross Marian

[kruk-art]

Day 21 - Chains

[forgottenarias]

ooc || love language

I had a note written in my drafts for Aria that said ‘her love language is?’ which I assume relates back to some comment or something from once upon a time that I can no longer remember, but while I was driving around today I was *maybe* listening to some of my Aria inspo music and this all was rattling around…

I’m breaking this into two parts starting with Aria’s love language towards others! (Also until quite recently she really never had an ~romantic attachments so I might do a third bit about things with Arthur, we’ll see! But all of this is mostly going to reflect on her friends/family relationships)

It’s probably not surprising that arias go to is always gifts— she definitely takes a LOT of pride in finding very specific things that she knows people will appreciate and definitely pre Roderick would search all that markets and artisans in stafford for the perfect presents! (Specifically imagining that she’d spend a lot of time looking for books for eilia on whatever subject she was focused on at the time! Or music she thought aoife would enjoy playing or might not have heard before!) I do imagine this was reserved for the closest people in her life— only those people she felt fully confidant she completely understood and understood her.

Sort of looping in with that idea, Aria was def very into acts of service… which also is probably obvious considering the mentality of the stafford family, haha! Since there was that whole idea of being duty bound to serving astaira was engrained, I think that sort of morphed into the idea of her philanthropic efforts were also how she shows her affection for the people of astaira… if that makes sense?

I’m gonna tag @forgotteneilionora about this because I know we’ve discussed that the stafford family wasn’t necessarily as warm and fuzzy as, say, the Malconaire family, and sort of on that same line of thought, I didn’t figure there was much physical affection there either… which leads into the ides that Aria definitely did not show much attention through physical touch. I don’t think she was out there dodging hugging her friends or her sisters, but that was definitely never her first thought of how to show affection. I think it was probably more of a form of comfort in her mind. Buuuuuut…. I think that is/will change a bit thanks to Arthur??!!

I’ve realized that Aria set (maybe without even realizing it) boundaries about how she interacts with Arthur— which has been morphing for sure since they first met— and I think as she started realizing there MIGHT be confusing feelings happening was when there were things like her making a point to never say his name! And definitely one of those things was NO physical contact— not that there would’ve been much but if he did something like… I dunno, offered to help her out of a carriage or something, she’d definitely REFUSE because that’s a line she cannot, will not cross even in the most innocent of circumstances! (Though Arthur definitely blew right over that line during the riots so that’ll be its own thing!) I DO think if/when she and Arthur ever talk about their ~feelings, that idea of physical touch as a love language might become a more important thing for her than it was in the past? And my thought is that will probably come more from the concern that there are so many things that are going to be working AGAINST them being together that again, even the more innocent of circumstances of physical contact that she would’ve before avoided are now a comfort— like they’re there, together, and at least for that moment in time no one has managed to rip them apart yet!

Also just for Arthur, words of affirmation will make an appearance because…. He needs it. I think Aria has already realized he needs it. We all know want boy needs someone to tell him he’s not the worse and that he’s doing okay BESIDES Marian! Also realizing that she almost accidentally started having ‘quality time’ with Arthur in the form of all their walk and talks… (but don’t tell her that because that was just PART OF THE PLAN!) Also this is just a random HC I’ve had about the pair for awhile that asp Aria ends up reading TO Arthur— probably some astairan story or something she’s annoyed he has read himself — but that something they’d do together from time to time!

Weirdly, I don’t see her giving him gifts? Well, I definitely think she MIGHT at some point— and that thing would have some insanely important meaning behind it- but I don’t see her going out and searching out the perfect thing like she’d done for others? (Her justification would also be he already has WAYYY TOO MUCH so he definitely doesn’t need any gifts haha!)

Basically, which makes total sense given the differences in relationships, her love languages with Arthur is completely different than with her family and friends!

Being on the receiving end of affection is, probably not a surprise, not something Aria is very good at? Realizing she’s basically a minimalist, I don’t think she ever wants gifts? Not that she doesn’t appreciate them, but I think most of the things she has in her life have very important significance to her— especially now since Roderick has taken most of it away, haha! Quality time, I think, it probably what she values most— spending time with her sisters, all the time she spent with aoife where they could just BE and not have to worry about standing on principle or anything like that— those are the moments she values most. SO on that same note with Arthur… all that time they’ve spent together talking actually meant a lot to her (when it turned to something real and not just her trying to ignore him while he was trying to get her attention!). Probably meant more than she realized honestly???

Additionally words of affirmation are important to her! I don’t think she got much from her father, and probably some from her mother before she died… I would guess she did/does get it from Eilia and probably always has?? Honestly where would she be without her big sister? (Even more of an emotional/mental wreck than she already is!)

[arimiaromage]

I made a rough d.gray-man timeline for the Earl/Allen/Mana shenanigans and some people found it useful so I'll throw it here too. should be, like, 90% accurate at least until more chapters come out lol.

spoilers up to ch 247

- Adam/original Earl meets Catarina in Edinstown, disappears sometime later, and Mana & Nea are "born"

- Catarina raises Mana & Nea

- Nea meets past!Allen, Mana & Nea meet Cross Marian and the Noah clan, Nea awakens as a Noah (but doesn't have Noah memories)

- Nea gains Adam's memories*, makes past!Allen his pianist/partner in crime who controls the ark

- Nea kills the Noah, Catarina is heavily injured possibly by Mana/the Earl

- Mana becomes the Earl, kills Nea in front of Road & Cross, regains control as Nea tells him to find "Allen", at some point during this past!Allen asks Nea to let him hide Nea's memories

- Mana goes... somewhere... and is himself for a brief time but the Earl takes over again

- several years pass (around 28ish years) as Mana is the Earl and Cross searches for "Allen"

- Allen is sold to the circus as an infant

- Mana wakes up one day as himself—amnesiac of the past 28ish years up to when he was with Nea—and in Edinstown he joins the circus to find Nea

- Mana & Allen find each other but Apochryphos messes things up, Earl tries to take over Mana again, Cross tries to kill Allen, Mana & Allen flee the circus after Allen's innocence breaks Mana's memories

- 3 years later Mana ""dies"", Allen supposedly calls the Earl, and Cross finds Allen, somehow in this time Mana returns to being the Earl

- 3 more years later Allen is sent to the Black Order, i.e. the beginning of the manga

*we don't know when Nea gained Adam's memories but he had them after death so I think it's mostly safe to say he had them while he was alive, as it was probably a cause to him killing the Noah

**in the circus flashbacks in chapter 233 Cross says that "Allen became Nea's host 35 years ago" but at this point in time it was around 28ish years ago, as it's 35 in present day. I think this is a typo but feel free to make theories around it lol

[onomatopagu-et-cie]

Cyrus, Katerina, Campbell

First impressions after re-reading DGM Some theories and observations Notes on Link, part 1 & part 2

Have a nice week-end!!

Again I'm sorry for the awkward english!!!!

(SPOILERS UP TO CH247!!!!)

▶ « Cyrus » and Cross

After focusing on Skulls and Link’s names, I wondered if there was something for Cross and Katerina, two enigmatic characters!

In volume 24, サイラス (‘Sairasu’), which is localized as Cyrus in the English translation, Mana and Neah’s ‘uncle’, is mentioned. This could add to the ‘Cross = Cyrus’ theory:

Cross’s name in Japanese is クロス, which is pronounced ‘Kurosu’. The ancient greek form of Cyrus is Κῦρος, pronounced ‘kuros’ (like how you would pronounce ‘hybris’).

Is Cross the name Cyrus adopted after whatever happened at the Campbell mansion (and also, a symbol of the heavy cross he has to bear for Mana, Neah and Katerina)? Though it’s interesting to note Neah calls him Cross in ch215.

Now in the French translation, his name is localized as ‘Silas’, and the Japanese prononciation could lead to both localizations so I don’t really know if this holds any meaning!

▶ « Katerina »

Katerina is a variant of the name Catherine.

The name became attached to the ancient greek adjective καθαρός, ‘pure’. Also, « Marian Cross » might be a reference to a kind of religious cross:

A SAINT, you say....................

A side note: on the miraculous medal, there were twelve stars, symbolizing the twelve tribes of Israel and the apostles. There are two hearts on the medal. One heart bears a crown of thorns — the Christ’s Sacred Heart —, the other is stabbed by a knife — the Immaculate Heart of Mary —. Joined together, the two of them represent the Christ and Mary’s love of the world.

I don’t know if it’s relevant or not, but in ch121, Lavi managed to get out of Road’s dream by stabbing Allen’s illusion in the heart, which ends up piercing through Road’s own heart. And volume 13’s cover features a colorful focus on Lavi and the knife spilling blood in the foreground, which contrast with Cross, two crosses and the coffins coloring the background.

Not to mention:

1) Grave of Maria accompanying Cross: her dress is adorned with roses which are associated to Mary, sometimes represented with a rose crown (the rosary also originates from them). The ‘saint’ from Luberrier’s family is drawn wearing a (presumably) white rose, symbol of purity, innocence and devotion. The black ribbon that covers Maria's head ends up in a butterfly-shaped bow. In christianity, butterflies symbolize rebirth after death like the Christ’s spirit. Though rare, Mary has been represented with butterflies (I also saw that butterfly in spanish is 'mariposa' and its etymology was sometimes supposedly linked to Mary, I wish I could read in spanish ;;).

2) The association of Maria to what looks like a memory of Katerina:

3) In volume 13, Allen says Maria is the corpse of a parasite-type accommodator that is now controlled by Cross’s magic. Though it’s a forbidden spell, he was granted an extraordinary permission from the Order.

On the other hand, Cross suggested that Allen searches for Katerina in the mansion. This leads to the belief that she's pretty much alive, so perhaps Maria and Katerina are unrelated and Cross just remembered Katerina because the two are similar in personality. Their association is really tempting, though.

Especially since her whole face is concealed by her ribbon and we were recently given this page linking the two together!

Or who knows, maybe her soul got separated from her corpse or some other magic happened? We know so little so anything could happen!

It's a great stretch in all this, but Katerina’s name origin has also been linked to Hekate, a goddess of, among other things, liminality between spaces/worlds (entrances, exits, city walls, doors, gates, boundaries and crossroads, the living and dead realms ; one of her epithets was Enodia, ‘she of the road’), the underworld (she was considered the guardian of Hades’s keys, served as a guide), witchcraft (eg. in greek tragedies) and the night. Throughout history, she was also sometimes confounded with other divinities eg. Demeter, Artemis, Persephone. The dog was one of her sacred animals (represented accompanying her and also her sacrifice).

She wasn’t originally associated to the moon, but it became one of her main attributes with witchcraft later, as well as ghosts. In wicca, she is related to the Triple Goddess, which is associated to the archetypes of life (birth, death, rebirth), the Maiden, the Mother and the Crone or the moons (waxing, full and waning).

She was also later said to have a great knowledge of plants, especially to make poison.

The story uses these symbols a lot. The symbol of liminality especially reminds me of Road. (Of course I don’t believe there must be a correlation, references can just be references for the sake of it and highlight meanings, but the research was very fun!)

▶ « Campbell »

A CROOKED mouth…...... ? It’s THE telltale characteristic of the Noah’s memory, while Noah’s physical appearance features golden pupils and stigmata!

Now I don’t know where the story is headed with the Campbells, but I’m really curious to learn more, especially their link to Mana, Neah and the Noah!

[anamelessfool]

Ribbons & Ties (AO3 Link) Chapter 4

M/M, GEN (Ch 3 Here) 2000ish words

Terzo x Omega, Terzo & Family, Terzo & His Ghouls, Cardinal Marian is in there for like ten minutes

Tags: Domestic Fluff, Commitment, Rom Com Energy, There's a Wedding, Secondo is Papa Emeritus, Gift Giving, The ghoul names are all messed up sorry it is for plot purposes, I can't have Fluff without some Angst sorry

For reasons beyond Terzo's understanding, he wants to give Omega a present for the ghoul's "birthday". It proves to be a lot more complicated than Terzo realizes.

Art by @kabukiaku used with permission

Chapter 4 Below the Cut! (We like Reblogs, Comments and Kudos omnomnom)

Refusing the gift was an innocent decision. But tonight it felt personal.

4

The Satanic Church of the Void was populated mostly by humans, and therefore their wedding receptions followed the typical ebb and flow of drama and joy. There would be at least one person crying in the bathroom over someone else. Later on, maybe someone would trip over an errant step, or pull something from dancing too intensely. The bride’s bewildered family was already slipping table decorations into their handbags.

But the moon was perfectly at first quarter and the paper lanterns above gave a cozy glow over the entire courtyard. It was going to look fantastic in the pictures that nobody would go back to see.

Nihil had entrapped Copia in an excitable one-sided conversation about either plant emotions or the lost experimental recordings of Syd Barrett’s cousin’s next door neighbor that were perhaps too far out for modern society. Copia, well practiced in how to nod politely, discreetly read a book under the table.

Secondo and a few other magicians had created an impromptu Conclave meeting, a brooding theological discussion over cigars that was way too intense for the occasion.

Smiley baby Paul was in his glory, biting every unsuspecting family member he could before falling asleep in his mother’s arms.

Terzo watched most of this play out from the stage, occasionally striking up the band for a few numbers. He felt protected on his perch, although normally he would find a way to collect as many eager Siblings as possible for a raucous private “party” nearby. And some siblings all night had been attempting to get such a party started through a variety of tactics: staring at him through their wineglass, or lingering close to the stage suddenly deeply interested in the dance floor parquet or the lighting situation. He chose to ignore them, a rare action that surprised him.

There were a lot of things that surprised him about himself that evening. For one, the image of the couple standing united would not leave his mind. A crowd of people cheered them, celebrated them. Terzo felt a hungriness that he had no idea what could sate.

And the gift. His gift thoughtlessly chosen, and then politely declined. Refusing the gift was an innocent decision. But tonight it felt personal.

Marian appeared with a platter of hors d'oeuvres for the musicians. Alpha quickly grabbed it from her, pulling it up onto the stage and away. He paused, slightly offering some to Terzo. YOU FIRST, IF YOU WANT.

Terzo had his feet on the ground, leaning against the side of the stage, arms crossed. He had been feeling a combination of wistful and guilty this entire time, which ended up becoming a general sense of seasickness. He waved it all away. Alpha shrugged and dropped the platter on a stool, the rest of the ghouls drawing close. They snatched at the little appetizers, swallowing them under their masks toothpick and all.

Marian raised an amused eyebrow at them, then considered Terzo. “Wow, they can really tuck it away. Literally.”

Terzo shrugged. “They eat mostly for fun.”

“That so?” Marian frowned just thinking about it, then switched gears. “Did he like the gift?”

Terzo stared hard at the ground. “Didn't open it. Refused to open it.”

“Oh. Damn.” Marian blinked her eyes. She had been blinking them slowly this entire time and Terzo realized it was a desperate attempt to keep her makeup from running. She added, “Are you doing a speech later? At dinner?”

“Secondo didn't ask. He asked Copia, actually.”

“Damn,” Marian repeated. “That's…wow.”

A sudden tide of bitterness swept over him, and as usual he felt the compulsion to drag someone down in it with him. If he was going to feel this exposed, then there was going to be some collateral damage. “You and Copia have a lot in common, you know.”

Marian snorted. “Don't even…”

“You're both weirdly over-invested in Secondo,” said Terzo. “My brother’s had over half this room and nobody else is dabbing at their makeup about it.”

“Over-invested? Do I look—” Marian blinked furiously at him, her lips attempting to twist into a neutral expression. “Besides, I bet Copia’s mouth tastes like boot. Pass.”

Terzo cackled, a little too loud.

“Well I'm off to get drunk, if you want to join,” Marian announced as she straightened the cape of her vestments.

“With you? No thanks.”

Marian froze, her gaze sliding into his. She adjusted her biretta. “Get bent, your Eminence,” she said, then left.

***

STILL CAN'T WAIT FOR THE TWENTY-FIRST? Omega’s eyes crinkled into a smile behind the mask. IT WILL BE WORTH THE WAIT. TRUST ME.

Dinner had been over for nearly an hour and the party was winding down in preparation for the wind up of after dinner drinks and debauchery. Terzo and Omega had slowly made their way to a far corner of the stone arcade surrounding the courtyard. They sat on the low wall there with their backs to the festivities, shielded by the stage itself. They took the opportunity to hold hands despite Terzo's glum restlessness.

“It frustrates me you can read my mind but I can't read yours,” muttered Terzo. His eyes searched the floor. His blood was still boiling over about the gift for some indeterminate reason. He crossed his legs, uncrossed them, then resorted to resting his head on the ghoul’s chest. That action seemed to calm him down.

Omega wrapped his arm around him, softly petting. THIS WEDDING IS DIFFICULT FOR YOU.

“Perhaps that's it.”

EVERY PATH IS DIFFERENT. SO FAR YOUR PATH HAS BEEN WONDERFUL. They were in a secluded enough spot that Omega lifted his mask slightly and brought his face down to kiss the top of Terzo’s head. BECAUSE IT LED YOU TO ME.

“Stop,” Terzo muttered.

WHY STOP?

“You're just…” Terzo felt a stabbing guilty pain in his heart as he looked up at the ghoul. “You're too good for me.”

NOT THIS AGAIN. The thought almost sounded like a grumble, the frustration amplified through Terzo’s anxious mind.

“The gift I picked for you doesn't compare. Doesn't measure up in any way.”

YOU HAVE EXTRA TIME NOW TO THINK ON IT.

Terzo let out a bitter laugh. “I won't. I'll wait until the last fucking minute and then just find something useless to solve the problem. Like always.”

Omega cleared his throat and Terzo met his eyes. They were their usual clear blue-grey, but in that moment they had an uncustomary hardness to them. Terzo waited for the reprimand.

STAND UP. Omega watched as Terzo obeyed. The ghoul guided the smaller man in between his legs and pulled him forward, nearly against his chest. Their eyes met. YOU TRUST ME, YES?

“I do,” Terzo murmured. “But I'm always a little afraid when you ask me that.”

I NEED TO KNOW FOR CERTAIN, THAT'S ALL. Omega brought one of Terzo’s hands in his own. He began slowly, almost teasingly slipping the glove off, finger by finger. He finished one hand, then brought it to the front of his mask, pressing it to the metal as if planting a kiss. NOW THE OTHER. He repeated the process with the left hand.

Terzo felt the leather slide across his skin, and his mouth parted as his breath hitched. His vision blurred, his face collapsing in a near ecstatic grimace. Blood rushed across his neck, down his legs as he let out a small unconscious groan. The ghoul removed the other glove and it felt like Terzo was now more bare before him than if he truly was naked. “What are you--” Terzo could barely catch his voice, and the low purr of Omega's breath behind his mask smothered his senses.

The ghoul gripped Terzo’s hands now, and brought them to the back of his own blackened neck, encouraging Terzo to slide them up under his mask. Terzo’s fingertips studied the firm muscles that quickly faded into the incorporeal essence bound by the metal mask. A black hole. The rim of his physical vessel.

Terzo knew ghouls had no head or skull to speak of, and Omega himself had bared all to him on several occasions. Under the mask it felt as if Terzo had dropped his fingers into a warm bath, except there was no feeling of wetness, just a strange static across his hands. In his mind’s eye he saw the bones of his hands, stark white against an infinite blackness, as articulated and intricate as paper cutouts. He heard Omega exhale deeply, watched his chest fall, and he felt the weight of his lover’s breath envelop his entire body like a blanket of calm.

WORDS ARE STRONGER THAN THINGS. AND IF WORDS WON'T COME, SHARE WHAT YOU FEEL.

Terzo’s eyes flicked from side to side. They were in the far corner of the arcade, concealed by the stage. He had thrilled himself before with erotic games, near misses and fumbling just outside the public eye. This felt even more intimate to him with just his hands under Omega’s mask. The ghoul breathed out again, and again Terzo sank into his miasma of affection.

He thought about the hands clasped and bound. He thought about cutting the ties, rising to their feet as one. For an instant afterward he thought about a moment in his childhood blurred by the decades that had passed. Crawling through darkness, his shoes tied around his neck so his feet and hands could feel their way. He remembered the thrill, of what he did not know. It was perhaps lost to him. There was the feel of papered wood, cold stones across his back���cold stones all around him, holding him secure, safe. He opened the wooden box and opened his heart.

There was an overarching fear, a hesitation. Omega gave Terzo’s waist a supportive squeeze. Terzo felt a bolt of nerves, a shiver shoot up his arms, and he pulled his hands away, gripping Omega’s shoulders. “Too much,” Terzo whispered.

MORE THAN ENOUGH. Omega leaned his large head forward to rest across Terzo's chest.

“What was I even seeing?”

SOMETHING WITHIN YOU ALREADY. SOMETHING YOU NEEDED TO SEE.

“A prophecy?”

NO, A MEMORY. Omega stroked Terzo’s back with a huge hand.

NOW TERZO THERE IS SOMETHING THAT I WANT TO ASK OF YOU. ONE REQUEST.

“Anything,” Terzo said, wrapping his arm around the ghoul’s head and peppering the sculpted metal hair with kisses. “Anything and I'll get it for you, amore.”

Omega pulled away from him and wiggled his fingers excitedly. THE MINI BEEF WELLINGTONS. THERE HAVE GOT TO BE MORE ROAMING AROUND. I DIDN'T GET A CHANCE FOR SECONDS.

Terzo finally laughed out loud, planting another kiss between the ghoul’s eyes. “I'll move Hell and Earth for you, my ghoul!”

HAVE FUN. I WANT YOU TO HAVE FUN. Omega stood up to full height and gently replaced Terzo’s gloves on his hands.

“The cake will be out soon. They've been making it for days. Six tiers.” Terzo’s face cracked into a wicked grin. “I'm going to bring you the entire top, my love.”

I’D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY.

“I was quite the little thief in my day,” said Terzo. “Perhaps he's still in there.” Again the shred of memory returned, the feeling of his bare feet and hands on cold, pitted stone, scurrying through the dark, his younger heart hammering with excitement in a much smaller chest. Somewhere.

The ghoul’s moment of bonding must have knocked something loose inside him, something that had been buried for decades.

I'M SURE HE IS, TERZO. Omega rested a heavy hand on Terzo’s head. AND I'D LOVE TO MEET HIM.

NEXT CHAPTER (5)

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[sweetmage]

WIP WThursday!!

Today we have a little snippet from a dystopian DA2 AU I am working on casually :) Chapter 1 is finished, but I'll begin posting once I have a few more chapters finished and edited.

They'd been shipped in like cargo, a week on a landship then another on a freighter, shivering and starving all for a filthy city that put them out the moment they'd stepped foot in it. No thanks to good ol' uncle Gamlen who'd done away with the assets he had no business handling.

Garrett didn't mind the slums, they weren't exactly living like royalty in Lothering either, but it was the principle of it all. What he hated was rotting in that house with the prick. Every moment spent there was one moment longer his mother and siblings would have to endure.

He much preferred to be out in the streets making ends meet. He didn't mind dirtying his hands if it meant the family would be able to eat. It was hard to think back a few years when the very thought of ending a life might have revolted and terrified him. Mere months in the steel and concrete prison that was Kirkwall had snuffed his innocence out quickly.

He wished there was another way, but you didn't exactly leave the Red Iron after swearing yourself to them.

"That dwarf had better come through," Carver grunted. "Or we're screwed."

"He's screwed, more like. If he likes his teeth where they are he won't cross me." Garrett's fingers flexed around his staff. "I'm not convinced he won't just run off with the money and leave us high and dry," he sighed, shoulders sagging.

"You worry too much, brother. Varric's reliable. Probably," Marian said, leaning in to throw an arm around each of her brothers. "Besides, even if he does screw us, we'll break his knees and take the money back. Then we're still all the better for it. Right?"

"Right," Garrett and Carver said in unison, something that seemed to ruffle both of them.

"I could use a pint," Carver said, shaking his sister off and striding ahead. Waltzing around in the shadows was one thing, but playing sitting ducks as two mages in an unvetted bar was quite another. That seemed Carver's way of saying 'Let's split up' or, more aptly, 'Get out of my face'. Fair enough.

When he turned back to Marian she had her eyes on him, brow arched as though awaiting his move as well.

"I think I'll go check in with Mother. She worries," he said. Marian's face fell a bit, her mouth a thin line. "I take it you have other plans?"

"Varric invited me for a game of Wicked Grace. Winner takes all." She grinned, all teeth and mischief. "Though I suspect Varric wished a word with me. I would like to know more about this 'expedition' he keeps going on about."

Garrett hummed. "If we've any coin left by the time you're through." Marian smacked his shoulder and he winced. Damn, she was strong. "All right, all right. Just be safe. You know how things are here."

"Varric promised he'd call me a cab home. He's a natural at spotting the fake ones."

"There are... fake cabs?"

"You don't hear of them much because if they catch you they'll beat you bloody and steal whatever you have on you if you're lucky. If you're not you'll wake up a factory worker in Orlais. Or worse."

Garrett's brow shot up to his hairline, but Marian just smiled.

"Not funny," he grumbled.

"I'll be careful. You do the same." Marian patted him on the back, giving him a gentle shove towards the road home. "Mother's waiting." Garrett glanced over his shoulder as she headed towards the Hanged Man. He hoped Varric's brother's idea was solid and his cab spotting skills were legitimate. Losing one sister was enough.

[poupeesdecirque]

Travel Blog - HanaCon - 11/05/2024

It has been some time since my last travel blog entry. I can tell this one is shorter as I didn't stay at the con for long (just about 4,5 hours), but still I want to show you some impressions from the small convention.

As announced I wanted to wear the 3rd uniform again, I got new boots, had repaired a bit of damage and got a new wig to wear. Also first time with the Innocence.

As Hannover is just 1hr from here I got ready before I left home completely.

I arrived before the Convention opened, it was their first time so the organisation needs to grow and learn but I think they did a good job.

The location itself is cure and fitting but they were surely overwhelmed by the amount of people that came. You could tell they poured a lot of love into the details here.

As I felt terrible after an uber exhausting week at work I was looking forward to the con but the day it was I had quite hit rock bottom and just aimed to go there for a bit and head home again once I wasn't feeling it anymore. So my goal for now was to at least see a few of the events they had on the schedule.

The first started right after they opened it was a workshop about dynamic poses for Cosplay Photography and that one was surely interesting and I was able to answer questions and discuss, this was really good I like it.

It has been some time since I attended workshops but it was up to a great start.

While I sat in the workshop I noticed someone from the hallway recognized my cosplay and I hoped to see them later on again. Being recognized is the best.

I hopped right into the next one after that which was "Level up your cosplay" in which a lot of information was given about little tricks to enhance your cosplays, like how heavier wigs can be worn better, that a hand steamer can be really helpful and weathering your costume gives more depth.

Sadly I felt how I had trouble to focus more and more, therefore I kinda didn't pay attention at the end and didn't engage as much as in the other workshop.

I decided to enjoy my little lunch snack at that point. I did that outside, here are a few shots from the area around the building:

I went inside again to check the artist alley, the merchant room, the café etc.

The artist alley was quite small as well, about 6 artists were there and some items were already sold out as I went to the workshops first. The merchant room had 4 merchants, then you had a bring & buy (didn't take photos here) and at the 2nd floor there was the café with two more artists and the games area. Also the stage for perfomances. It was quite crowded and I wasn't really into the merch they had, therefore I didn't buy a thing.

I had planned to watch some performances later on but a bunch were around the same time as the workshops so I skipped. They even had a band from Japan for the evening, I had planned to see that too but as said I didn't stay that long.

Back outside I found the cosplayer from before again, to my luck there was only one Valentino from Hazbin Hotel and .... it was the Cross Marian from the Bookfair, now you know why the header image shows a Valentino and an Allen :') we didn't take photos together so I drew us.

We talked a bit about things, I explained how I made the Innocence and we just chatted along about plans for next conventions. Also if you are around me and you say you don't feel well I will start to pamper you, so, yes, Valentino used Tim as cushion. And pls for the love of everything try to drink more at conventions. I just drank a bit too little during the day and already felt it quite hard.

I have to say for the fact I wasn't satisfied with the make up as I left home I ... think the eyebrows came out pretty nice this time.

I went home around 14:40 again, I felt like it was about time. No cosplay photoshooting time time, as you can see ... I have selfies.

And I left my glasses at home which was a bad idea, I would have needed them.

[alanshee-keeper-of-realms]

Two Worlds One Family

Synopsis: Disney and Warners' fights were legendary. For so many years, nobody dared cross these lines, that was until Max Goof and Yakko Warner decide they don't mind crossing the boundaries, especially for Love.

Now married and with 3 kids in toe, they must navigate being a family from 2 Worlds while being One Family.

A/N: Lillian is named after the Matriarch of the Disney family Lillian Disney , Blair is named for Mary Blair, whose legendary art style can be seen still in the Disney Parks,

If not clear Max and Yakko are Adults in this,

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"Blair Warner Goof!" Came the call, she winced as her sister side eyed her, asking

"What did you do now?"

Her twin giving the classic grin, trying to look innocent,

"Oh come on Lillian, you know me"

"Blair!" Came a much more stern voice and she winced sighing getting up

Stepping out of the room her father Max stood there arms crossed Yakko in front hands on his own hips tapping a foot, she giggled out of nervousness

"Hiiii"

"Don't Hi me, Blair Warner-Goof" her father Yakko snipped

Max sighed sounding slightly stressed,

" You're lucky we have Mickey as family, starting a fight with a Cast Member Manager? What were you thinking?"

Blair swallowed, tugging at one of her ears murmuring

"She called me a bootleg and that Papa Max was a traitor to the Disney name"

That deflated the duo, they looked at one another before looking at her,

"Oh Blair, come here."

She traipsed down the stairs, they guided her to the living room her Dad Yakko sitting down and patting beside him, she sat down and he drew her in

"When did you get so big, I swear you and your siblings get taller by the day"

That made her give a small smile as he wrapped an arm around her,

"Why do some humans say Papa is a traitor...I don't get it, it hurts"

Her father sighed,

"Because they can't let sleeping toons lie. Warner and Disney, before us, they didn't cross and they can't let the animosity go,"

She felt another embrace her Lillian had come down and their Papa Max came in with drinks on a tray,

"Grandpa's Coco," he smiled handing them their cups, Blair giggled before a hyuck escaped, getting the others snickering,

"Theres our girl," he sat the tray down, sitting on the opposite side of Lillian,

"Where's Henri?" Blair asked,

"Where do you think?"

The girls broke into laughter, Yakko shaking his head,

"Him and Grandpa Daffy are darn near inseparable,"

Max nodded, before he got a look on his face

"Blair, sweetheart you do know you don't need to stand up for me don't you?"

She tucked into herself,

"Yeah but it ain't right!"

"I know, but I'm sure if you told Uncle Mickey, he'd handle it. I called him and told him what really happened, and he's already handling it. He was more worried that you were okay,"

"I got angry, how dare she say that about us!" Blair actually growled and Max sighed as Lillian snuggled closer to her sister

"I know sweetheart you got that temper from me, that protective streak, I'm not saying it's bad, but you need to realize not throwing the first punch is sometimes better,"

"I bet that Manager is getting yelled at and fired by a very angry Mouse." Yakko stated, making the pair smile,

"Yeahhh, I got a text from Marian asking who angered her Dad at the Parks," Lillian added" "Grabbed his jacket said he'd be back in 15 and had the most angry look on his face,"

"Hell hath no fury like Mickey Mouse protecting his Family Members," Yakko grinned, making them break into laughter

[allen-san]

Seiyuu : Sanae Kobayashi / Ayumu Murase ( 2016 )

Prénom : Allen

Nom : Walker .

Origine : anglaise .

Taille : 1,68 m .

Poids: 58 kg .

Âge : environ 15 ans.

Anniversaire : inconnu .

Groupe sanguin : O .

Objet : il possède un golem nommé Timcanpy que lui a donné Marian Cross ( qui lui appartenait avant ) .

Particularité : Ses yeux sont de couleur Argent-gris-cendre .

Allen est rejeté très tôt par ses parents biologiques à cause de son bras gauche anormal. Il grandit dans la rue seul et effectue des petits boulots pour se nourrir. A 7 ans, il rencontre Mana Walker dans un cirque qui y travaille comme clown. Mana décide de s'occuper de lui et deviendra ainsi son père adoptif. Il le recueil un soir de Noël. Ils voyageront ensemble pendant 3 ans suite à quoi Mana disparaîtra d'un accident de carrosse .( Qui selon des rumeurs aurai était orchestré par le comte ).

Le Comte Millénaire lui demandera alors s'il souhaite ressusciter Mana. En acceptant, Allen le transforme en Akuma et Mana maudit Allen pour ce qu'il a fait. Il le blessera à l'œil gauche ce qui vaudra à Allen sa marque rouge (ainsi que la faculté de voir l'âme des Akuma par cet œil) , quelque jours plus tard ses cheveux devinrent blancs ( brun a l'origine ) à cause de sa tristesse( d'où le proverbe qui dit d'une personne triste ou inquiète qu'elle se fait des cheveux blancs .).

Son Innocence, jusque là inactive, réagira indépendamment de sa volonté et détruira Mana . Après ce tragique accident, il est récupéré par le Général Cross Marian auprès duquel il apprendra le travail d'exorciste. Au départ, il ne souhaite que libérer les Akuma mais au cours du temps il décidera que son bras gauche sert pour les Akuma et son bras droit pour les Humains.

Allen est le seul à pouvoir contrôler la première Arche. Auprès de Mana, il a appris les symboles qui composent la partition de piano, l'instrument étant le cœur de l'Arche pour la déplacer. Selon la prophétie d'Hevlaska, Allen est le « destructeur de temps » et serait le seul à pouvoir tuer le Comte Millénaire. Il est l'héritier de la mémoire du 14e Noah( nommais aussi le "Musicien" ) et risque de finir rongé par l'âme du 14e et devenir un Noah. Jusque là, Allen ne faisait jamais preuve d'une réelle agressivité ou envie de tuer envers les membres du clan Noah sachant qu'ils sont semblables aux humains. Road lui fera remarquer d'ailleurs lors de leur première rencontre qu'il finira seul et détesté de tous.

Du fait de son lien avec le 14e, il est surveillé par Howard Link.

Malédiction : L'Œil maudit

Son œil gauche est noir avec une Pupille formée de cercles concentriques rouges et lui permet de voir l'âme d'un Akuma et de les repérer pour les détruire. Plus tard , lors de sa rencontre avec Krory , celui-ci devient plus puissant car il permet aux exorcistes proches d'Allen de voir également l'âme de l'Akuma. L'œil peut se régénérer s'il est détruit.

Innocence : God Hand ( Main de Dieu ) .

Son Innocence réside dans son bras gauche et c'est une Innocence de type parasite (ou symbiotique), celle-ci est greffée à la place de son bras gauche depuis sa naissance, elle lui donne un aspect desséché et rouge sombre. Elle prend généralement la forme d'une énorme griffe argentée qui découpe de l'Akuma (technique de « Cross Grave »). Elle peut également se transformer en une épée d'énergie pure ou en canon gatling qui tire des balles d'énergie en rafale . Elle peut se modifier afin d'être uniquement constituée d'énergie pure. De plus, l'œil d'Allen évolue afin de pouvoir distinguer plus d'Akuma simultanément, plus vite et plus loin.

Évolution de l'Innocence : Crown Clown

Après avoir perdu son Innocence suite à sa rencontre avec Tyki Mikk, il pourra la récupérer car elle se sera implantée directement dans son cœur, chose inédite, même pour une arme de type symbiotique. Son taux de synchronisation est meilleur et son bras s'intégrera mieux à son corps. Lorsque nôtre héros dépasse les 100 % de synchronisation , son bras se transforme en une épée blanche et or semblable à celle du Comte

[martinwilliammichael]

The Marian miracle at the origin of the Basilica of Our Lady of Folgoët in Brittany

The diocesan shrine and basilica of Our Lady of Folgoët (Finistère department, region of Brittany, France) began with a touching story. 

Around the middle of the 14th century, a man named Salaün (derived from “Salomon”) lived in a clearing. The locals called him "The Madman of the Woods", in Breton “Fol ar Coat”, hence the name “Folgoët”. Regarded as an “innocent soul” (developmentally challenged), Salaün begged for his bread from farm to farm, tirelessly repeating: “Ave Maria! Salaün would like to eat a piece of bread!"

Salaün’s death around 1358 at the age of 48 went quite unnoticed. He was buried in the village of Lannuchen, near the manor house of Kergoff. Today, a stone cross still marks his tomb, framed by four ovoid stones. 

Shortly after his death, however, a lily with the words “Ave Maria” written in gold letters was discovered on his grave, near the oak tree where he used to swing and the fountain where he used to dip his bread. 

When the tomb was opened, the lily was found to have taken root in the mouth of the deceased. The miracle quickly drew crowds, and it was decided to build a chapel over the tomb of the “innocent”.

In 1419, Bishop Alain de Kerazred (de La Rue) of the Saint-Pol-de- Léon diocese in Brittany, France, blessed the shrine, which was erected as a collegiate church by John V in 1423.

The Mary of Nazareth team

Hail, Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with you; blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

[bluejay1624]

Ok so please hear me out.

We know how before becoming an exorcist Cross was a scientist and is well versed in magic and uses it to control the corpse of an exorcist who we know as Maria dus having a second innocence called Grave of Maria, but we don't know why. Like did Cross know Maria before she died? Was it just coincident and he thought she'd be useful? Were they lovers and he just couldn't part with her?

Well what if Maria was actually his older sister and the only family he had left and after she was found out to be an accommodator and taken to the Order, Cross joined the Science Division to be with her. They had a very deep sibling bond and after she died Cross just couldn't let her go and used magic (as we know he can use it) to keep his beloved sister by his side.

This would make sense and also explain his fondness for the Lee siblings especially Lenalee, since they're in pretty much the same situation and why he hates being at the Order so much. This also could be one of the reasons he decided to help Nea in his plans. After seeing Nea doing everything he can to protect Mana from the Noah and the Earl, it made him think of how he wanted to protect Maria but couldn't and the sentiment was part of why he teamed up with Nea (Apart from the obvious that this whole Mana and Nea thing being a global life or death situatiaon.) Also explains why he isn't too happy about it since Nea, is kinda part of the reason why his sister died.

Like it's all just my theory bbbuuttttt.....It does make sense.

[d-gray-place]

I noticed that the only innocence that has a proper name it Mugen. Now I know that all the exorcists have somthing they call their weapon but I feel like those are more titles, while Mugen actually sounds like somthing you can name an individual character.

The closest title we have to a name (becides Mugen) is Grave of Maria. But again its not just Maria, it has the title 'grave of'.

Mugen having a proper name is different from all other anti akuma weapons that we have seen so far. I wonder if this is simply a refrence to the practice of naming swords, or if theres a deeper story element to it.

[acrylic-joyd]

I still,,, have so many questions about Cross like...

How the FUCK did this nigga get two pieces of innocence???

[demonic-kitsuwolfane]

Cross Marian Drops a Dis-Track: Lvillie he be hate’n,
but ladies they be wait’n,
but I be skate’n cause Allen he also be wait’n with what’s that Oh Shit!
It’s my debt, with my debt, but he can’t he can’t find me cause I’m quick out the back door with Grave Of Maria,
& hope I don’t run into too many Akuma, and I gotta be sneaky to avoid the Noah cause they want me dead but not as much as Aprcryphos.

[crossyourheartspreparetodie]

Ok so Cross Marian is the only bitch that can have two innocences (which the Order is really pisses about one because that is literally a dead lady dude wtf) and he can modify akuma to work for him (which the Order doesn't know and will hate on sight).

Who in the fuck is this man? Bookman is the only one who knows this on him. Like seriously who the fuck is Cross.

[boxonarock]

ridiculous tinfoil about innocence in d gray man

hi my name is box and i have too much time on my hands. anyway d gray man is a great series and i'm here to go into

maximum overdrive

and dissect this sonovabitch. full deep dive under the cut

hopefully tumblr won't fuck up this layout

i. the beginning

innocence is still largely an unknown source in d gray man, it's origin is a mystery and its nature is even moreso a puzzle. everything we know about the innocence (thus far) is from ancient text and not actually a primary source. the history of d gray man has either gone unrecorded or placed from an extremely biased perspective- which is why we have the bookman clan observing events from all sides. however, the bookman clan record history mainly through their eyes and that knowledge is then passed down to another apprentice.

what we do know about innocence is that it is known to be sentient and not just a power or weapon created to fight against sin (read: akuma)- this was first shown in former exorcist suman dark. because suman had betrayed the order and sold out his allies to the noah family, he had become a fallen one as deemed by his innocence. it becomes established here that if you betray god (or the order) you would become a fallen. but one doubt came up shortly after that: lenalee's disdain for the order- and by extension, god.

ii. innocence compatibility

almost all exorcists hate the order, they don't fight for the order itself. technically that should affect their synchronization rate, right? lenalee outright says she hates god in front of her innocence, but she was still able to activate her innocence in crystal form at even her lowest synchro rate. furthermore, lenalee has seen a lot of failed synchronization experiments in her childhood where subjects were unable to accommodate the innocence and become fallen. innocence compatibility is a flimsy status as it could change very quickly depending on the situation.

compatibility is an unknown factor to even the order as they created the second exorcist program to preserve what they believed to be compatible accommodators. to them, if someone was compatible before death, why wouldn't they be able to invocate after death in a new body? it's an easy enough concept, but then why were there so many failed experiments? it becomes more clear with alma karma and kanda yu's successful synchronization; the internal conflict to let them synchronize shows the true reason for accommodation.

alma karma was able to synchronize with his innocence after trying to escape the order with kanda, his reason to get the innocence was to save kanda. in other words, his resolve to protect kanda allowed him to take control of his innocence. in kanda's case, he recalled memories of a lover from his previous incarnation at the brink of death. the promise he made to his past love was enough to make him want to keep fighting, and so his innocence synchronized with him.

this can also be said for other innocence users: lenalee's drive to see her brother again, allen's promise to mana, suman's love for his daughter- these are all strong resolves that keep innocence bound to them.

iii. fallen ones

what causes a fallen one to fall? negative feelings against the order do not work well in this case as kanda and lenalee both harbour hatred to the order, then is it the act of working with a noah? that wouldn't make sense either since cross marian was an ally of nea- a noah. allen is also the host body for nea which should affect his synchro rate as well.

just as anyone could become a noah, anyone could wield an innocence. the deciding factor for accommodation would be one's resolve, the reason they choose to fight. synchronization will only fall when the user's will isn't strong enough.

let's look back at suman dark: he became fallen after selling out his allies, but he didn't turn right away. in fact, it was after the guilt ate him alive that he wasn't able to synchronize properly with his innocence. since suman had a parasitic innocence, the process of becoming fallen was much more prevalent versus lenalee's low synchro rate. his guilt compromised his will and so affected his synchro rate.

this feeling of guilt had affected lenalee as well as she was unable to synchronize with her innocence after japan.

(quick recap of events: suman becomes a fallen while the cross marian team was in china, lenalee recognized the signs of becoming a fallen and triggered her ptsd, she realized the fallen as suman and felt even more distraught knowing she couldn't do anything to save him. after allen stopped the innocence from destroying suman's body, allen was then "killed" by tyki mikk- further adding to lenalee's existing guilt)

lenalee had forced her synchro rate during the japan arc and caused her innocence to crystalize, but she was unable to synchronize with her innocence until the noah attacked the european branch. her synchro rate was extremely low after noah's ark because she was overwhelmed by negative emotions- she felt guilt for not being enough, for being unable to help allen. she had only successfully synchronized because of her strong will, because she felt the strong need to protect those she loved and come back home to her brother.

this is the same with allen, as he failed to invoke his innocence while in the china branch until a level 3 akuma attacked the branch. his will solidified when he saw the purpose in his fight.

iv. kanda yu

but in recent chapters we see kanda with signs that he is becoming a fallen, why would that be a problem if he already has a strong resolve? since kanda and lenalee both have equipment types, there's a possibility that becoming a fallen would only happen when they fail to synchronize with their innocence; but after their innocence had evolved to a crystal type it would become more obvious that they were on the path of becoming fallen since their innocence was now a part of them.

now why is kanda deemed unworthy by mugen all of a sudden? it's speculated that it's because he's choosing to betray god to help allen- but again, that doesn't necessarily make sense since allen would also be at risk of becoming a fallen due to his identity as a noah host. kanda had reached critical point with mugen too so his synchro rate should be over 100%, so what's the issue here?

kanda was fueled by the promise he made alma karma in their previous life to invoke his innocence, but after alma died, kanda found his past love and fulfilled his promise.

his original drive was to find alma (in his previous incarnation) and fulfill his promise. and then he realized the truth about alma. his initial drive is gone, it's been fulfilled. like marie and allen had said, kanda was free from the fight, he was free from the war. he doesn't technically have a reason to fight anymore. if lenalee fought for her brother, and allen for mana, then kanda fought for his freedom with alma. and he got that.

other than to atone for waking nea in allen, he doesn't have any other reason to fight for the innocence.

v. speculation

the theory is that fallen one's can be formed after an exorcist betrays the will of god or of the innocence- the issue being that will has never been established.

we are shown two sides of the holy war: the side of the innocence and the side of the noah. the noah are seen as sinners to become a sacrificial lamb for the earl at the end of days, so they all know of their fate at the end of it all, the only way a noah can be harmed is by innocence. perhaps the will of god is never just the innocence or the noah, but both are working toward the same goal.

the innocence doesn't reject those who betray the order- that's just rhetoric spread by the vatican. the innocence rejects those who are weak to them. innocence is choosing those who are strong enough to evoke the end of days.