banalras

[banalras]

#   𝕭𝖆𝖓𝖆𝖑'𝖗𝖆𝖘        ⸻        𝐭𝐡𝐞   𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰   𝐨𝐟   𝐯𝐚𝐥   𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐱.   

#   𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄   a   study   into rage, rage, rage, righteous rage, the curse of cycles of violence and betrayal. madness and spitefulness as the echo of a ruthless world.  & persistently rebelling against the narrative. renouncing fate. daring to endure.

   ⸻ I take back what you have stolen, and in your languages I announce I am now nameless. My true name is a growl.

fantasy and horror oc, created   as   companion for dragon age & bg3.      narrated   by   moss he/they also at @arish0k . affiliated with @docruor @thouartdead

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⪼ 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

✦ STORY. Initially created for dragon age: Inquisition as a companion, their story through that verse is deepy developed and based on own lore. At the moment my brain is focused on fantasy, but I'm keeping plenty of verses open and active.

✦ BASICS. Selective, mutuals only, only follow ppl over +21. I keep things small and chill. Arie is my comfort character so i will be keeping this spiace safe.

✦ GENERAL RULES. That being said, general rules apply, i won't go through all the list of what essentially comes down to: don't be a bad person. Also unnecessary but i won't follow if you write or write with muses of terfy/racist/unnecessary and honestly forgettable media.

✦ INTERACTIONS. Best way to start things is send an ask honestly, I'm cool with writing on the fly and very socially anxious about approaching people first, I'll admit.

I will be very slow with most things and usually reply based on vibes and inspiration, please never think I'm ignoring you. I'm cool with people being slow as well, there's never any pressure on my end to reply to things ic or ooc, we're adults and busy and moods change. I'm also okay if we've been mutuals for a while and it takes some time for writing to get going. Drop threads/asks, drop plots, drop ships, its all good.

✦ TRIGGERS. mental illness, past abuse, trauma, blood, violence, generational trauma, depersonalization, derealization, body horror and might be some metaphors of cannibalism to express love, devotion, obsession, desire etc. I’m mindful of how i explore certain topics and with whom. Both for my comfort and that of others. I won't gratuitously touch on these subjects and won't throw them at someone who's not comfortable with them, nor will i trust them to someone i'm not familiar with.

✦ NSFW. There might be nsfw and will be tagged as usfw. I ask you to do the same, specially images.

✦ SHIPS. I love ships, I love to write arie in relationships. But they are a little intense and not for everyone. Their personality disorder is a big part of their character and it influences a lot on ships, so I won't soften them for the sake of a ship. They are messy and sometimes cruel when they snap. Getting to enjoy their 'good' and 'healthy' side means earning it and earning their trust above all.

✦  I'm moss / mossy audhd, etc (heavy on the etc), 30s they/them or he/him.

[banalras]

summoned here by daemos big schlong bsusuhdjs jkjk i'm just here to say this blog is officially on hiatus but i couldn't help myself and moved ari's cyberpunk verse to @neongrime and most importantly, them transitioning to she/they pronouns :')

[banalras]

biting the bullet and saying unoffical, maybe, temporary hiatus til i get stuff sorted out. currently using my one braincell remaning @neongrime

[notmorbid]

secret identity.

dialogue prompts from secret identity: a novel by alex segura.

the darkness can only shield you from so much.

why? why are you doing this?

how's our fearless leader today?

you're good. maybe the best.

you're so different from anyone i've ever met.

you've gotta learn how to have some fun.

life's too short to be so damn serious.

are you ever gonna tell me what the deal is, or will i have to keep guessing?

i know about you.

do you feel bad for me or something?

why are you so difficult?

what's bouncing around in that pretty skull of yours?

did i overstep? sorry. i have no filter sometimes.

second chances are still allowed, right?

does everyone know where i live?

i don't mean to disrupt your life.

can we really talk? not just dance around each other?

i have no idea what it's like to be by myself. to do what i want.

i'm not the person i was the last time we spoke.

i was handling it. i didn't need your help.

what are you gonna do with me?

sometimes, the hard way is the only way.

aren't you scared they'll call the cops?

things happen at their own pace.

the paper called me a menace.

there's no safe haven for the likes of me.

i can be patient, but i can't be passive.

you showed up at the right time.

i won't bullshit you. but i don't have to tell you my secrets, either.

i'm not sure what you're asking me.

i regret moving out here at least once a day.

where do you live? i'll get you home.

i can never get a straight answer out of you.

i want to be loved because of who i am, not in spite of it.

i thought you'd never ask.

i'm tired of feeling hopeless. that's not who i am.

just pretend it never happened.

there's always more to people than what we know.

don't look so worried, okay?

i want to help. that's why i'm here.

i need a sign i'll be okay.

you stirred up some serious shit, huh?

i'll stick to my word, but you have to give me yours.

don't leave town. don't do anything stupid.

there's something funny going on here, and i don't like it.

we're in quite the pickle, my dear.

names are just words on paper.

i know somewhere nice you can take me.

two things can exist at the same time. two feelings can share the same space.

finally realize you need a friend?

you seem so nervous. is everything okay?

and here i thought you just wanted to spend some time with me. silly me.

looking back, i guess it was one big long con. just a grift.

i'm terrible at playing hard to get.

call me again, okay? don't play head games.

____ isn't worth it, you know.

you really want to know? track down the money. follow it.

your secret's safe with me.

glad to know that heart of yours can work, when shocked into action.

can you cut the voice? it's creeping me out.

are you sure you want to stick your nose into this?

i'm a reporter. i dig things up.

you had us going there, for a minute.

i'm not ready. i'm sorry.

here's my home number. not many people have it.

you're nosy and you have a weird sense of justice.

if my gut is right, you're gonna do something stupid again. soon, even.

best get your story straight.

don't let them keep you in the shadows anymore.

thank you for your friendship. don't forget me.

we have to carry on, you know?

you never were a team player.

you're not as dumb as you pretend to be.

what do they have on you?

you should watch how you toss accusations around.

i can't see my own hand in front of me.

you look worse than usual.

i don't take shit from anyone. not anymore.

i won't let you hurt ____ anymore.

no good hero goes into battle without backup.

that's how these things go: you get close to a light, and then it flickers and fades.

you're thinking too hard.

it's nice to see you happy.

the mission isn't over. it's just begun.

i love to cook, but i'm not particularly good at it.

it's okay. you can ask me whatever you want. i'm all yours.

we can't just bury things. they crawl back. they reach up and poke at you.

we have to make peace with what we did, and what others did to us.

i've been waiting for someone --- anyone --- to figure it out.

[banalras]

celene/gaspard/literally any noble person in orlais: exists

arie:

[banalras]

having a lil giggle at inquisition arie 24/7 giving the side eye looking like they're about to kill everyone

meanwhile da:o arie who literally tried to murder duncan looks like the sweetest angel to ever walk the earth

[gloomglimmer]

› FIRST TOUCH PROMPTS → sender to receiver espionage / spy / romance inspired

brushing hair behind their ear hands grazing while reaching for the same object catching them by the waist sliding a hand over their holster while checking for weapons tending to a gunshot wound in silence brushing fingers over their pulse to check they’re alive pinning them against the wall to keep quiet wiping blood or sweat from their brow gripping their hand tight during an interrogation pulling them behind cover with a firm grasp lifting their chin to check for signs of life steadying them after a sudden explosion or attack wrapping a scarf or cloth around their neck for disguise touching their lips to silence them brushing past them in disguise, pretending not to know them adjusting their cufflink or watch mid-mission helping them out of a tactical vest gripping their wrist before they walk into danger holding their face after a close call brushing dirt or ash from their cheek gently sneaking a hand under the table to reassure linking arms to pass as a couple tracing a fresh scar with careful fingers pulling them close while hiding in shadows fixing their earpiece, lips inches apart pushing hair away to whisper a secret pressing a hand to their chest to feel their heartbeat zipping up their suit slowly, lingering at the collar wiping a cut on their cheek with a thumb lacing fingers together before parting ways touching their face to make sure they’re real grabbing the back of their shirt to stop them brushing a hidden note into their hand tapping their knee under the table for reassurance laying a head on their shoulder after a long mission cupping their jaw while patching them up gripping their coat lapel to make a point letting their fingers linger after handing over intel holding their gaze while adjusting their glasses brushing off shards of glass from their back wrapping arms around them after a near-death moment trailing fingers down their spine to check for wounds sliding their hand over theirs in a tense car ride resting a hand on their thigh mid-interrogation pulling a splinter or wire from their skin grazing their fingers while sharing a burner phone tilting their chin up with two fingers to meet their eyes tugging gently on their jacket to stop them from leaving laying a hand over their heart after a confession smoothing their collar after a close encounter letting their fingers linger on a fresh bruise catching their wrist as they reach for their gun leaning forehead to forehead behind enemy lines pressing a palm to their back before a mission brushing off flecks of blood after a takedown squeezing their hand before going separate ways resting a palm on their chest during a rare moment of quiet helping them out of a disguise, brushing hands often letting their hand hover before finally touching

[narutwitter]

[ilveryn-deactivated20251225]

@banalras the way I cackled...

[banalras]

✦ 𝓠. “you know what they say about cold hands: warm hearts.” @ilveryn

“Hm...” they barely spare an unimpressed stare, too busy inspecting the cut on his face. One, surprisingly strong grip holds his face still, calloused fingers like a metal clamp that won’t let him even flinch, the other applying the finishing touches of some kind of balm with contrasting gentle taps, more mindful of the delicate task than Ren’s own daintiness. “What’s that, cold hands, bad blood flow?" their lip quirks in a poorly hidden smile, making sure their icy fingers come into contact with his neck, just to make him flinch under their unrelenting grip. The smile widens just the tiniest bit. “So delicate for a big man,” they click their tongue as if it were a kind of medical diagnosis.

[banalras]

Would Arie ever use that poison? Is there someone specific they would like to use it on, or is it even possible for someone to do something so heinous that they would use it on them? Or is it too sentimental, they can't fathom ever actually utilizing it?

Ooh, I love this, thank you! In essence, the necklace with the poison is meant to be used as self protection and they would use it. They have a tendency to carry a lot of 'disguised' weapons but that was the first one. I don't want to go into too much detail because the origin is very traumatic but essentially it was given by their mother after they found themselves in a dangerous situation while unarmed. It is a very potent ‘on contact’ kind of poison and the necklace would have a sharp bit to puncture the skin as an entry point and make it more efficient and quick. 

Arie doesn't really function in terms of gravity of someone's crime vs punishment, they are very black and white, specially through Inquisition, and it boils down to danger vs not danger. And danger in their brain is very much kill or be killed, it is what they've experienced their whole life. Someone dangerous can and will do them harm just because they can, so they must kill them first. 

I'll add, to be fair, there is some petty part of them that wants someone to suffer in very specific situations. Brutal abuse of power is the main thing they feel deserves a higher punishment, and at times the emotions it awakens are strong enough for them to want an "exemplary" punishment. But as long as they die they will feel "justice" was served. They do not think someone who abuses power can change, and they truly see murder as the only justice people like them could ever have. Is this a sustainable practice for a peaceful society? Nope. But they don't care about sustaining a society, and from their point of view the alternative is the powerful continue to hold power and the weak continue to suffer and die unnamed and forgotten, without any kind of justice served. 

And that poison has been used more than once and refilled for certain situations, I might dig a little deeper in my brain to figure out which but, it's not saved for a specific occasion is what I mean. The significant part for them is the necklace and where it came from the poison is a thing to be used and reused.

[banalras]

not adding arie to my multi after all i could never do that to them im sorry arie

[banalras]

* how immediatly sexual it is, i wanna clarify. which is the thing that bothers me usually with game romances, not only the flirting is cringy sggd but the player character attitude is always so "i want to get into your pants right now" which is valid but doesn't give much room for ykno other inclinations

[banalras]

wanting to romance davrin so bad, slapped on the face with how sexual it is, the arie struggle

[freshmoviequotes]

Queen & Slim (2019)

[banalras]

these kind of talk remind me of how much of a city elf arie is... "what do u mean no shoes??"

[banalras]

playing back through going for the dagger and realizing harding is going thru all this emotional struggle of having to go back to the place varric died, blaming herself

meanwhile rook just : we're FINE! we are still alive! :D

[banalras]

ugh my queen