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steria Amell Hero of Ferelden || Warden Commander Indie RP for Warden Amell multiship/multiverse, OC/Canon/AU friendly mun and muse are 18+

[asteriaxmell-blog]

"I have no idea what I’m doing, but I know that I’m doing it really, really well."

“Ellanie, that’s probably not the best thing to tell people when you’re being expected to save a village from a whole damn army of walking corpses in a few hours…”

[notascrazyastheysay-blog]

“Exactly…. I went from killing rats in the tower to killing reanimated corpses in a few weeks. Do we even know how to kill these ..things? Do we need to burn them?”

“Asteria, nobody ever wrote books on how to kill walking corpse things!” 

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“Yes, but the people of Redcliffe who are counting on us for morale don’t need to be aware of this, alright? Now, deep breaths and remember: when in doubt, kill it with fire. If it is already on fire, kill it with anything else, and if all else fails, run away from the scene, and let the professionals handle it.”

[asteriaxmell-blog]

i’m still alive and kicking, but i don’t know where my muse for asteria is right now. i love her to bits and pieces, but if i’m to be quite honest, indie rping scares me. it’s really hard to get into and get used to when all you’ve known is group rping, and i feel like it’s not meant for everyone, and it probably isn’t meant for me. i don’t know how to explain it really, but i guess when you have to compete with other people or when you’re in a community as large and talented as the DA community, you start to feel second-rate. 

I know I’m not the best writer, and it’s not to say that I think I’m a bad one or anything, but when you have like 12189281 amazing writers it’s hard for me to put myself out there and ask others to rp with me because i feel like it’d be a bore for them, or that my character just pales in comparison to everyone else’s so it’s like they’d all be doing me a service when they already have amazing wardens to rp with, and it sucks because i know in most cases that’s not necessarily what people think of me. my brain works weird, so i just can’t reach out to people despite the fact that i have a million ideas in my head.

i’m not saying i’m getting rid of this blog, or leaving it, but i think i might need to go on a litle hiatus to pull it together, or do some sort of reboot i don’t know. it’d just be really upsetting to let go of asteria when i’ve barely had the chance to do anything with her really, and it’s my fault for picturing myself as trash and other as A++++ writers who’d probably judge me and my ideas even though it’s probably not the case. 

[asteriaxmell-blog]

"I have no idea what I’m doing, but I know that I’m doing it really, really well."

“Ellanie, that’s probably not the best thing to tell people when you’re being expected to save a village from a whole damn army of walking corpses in a few hours…”

[deplvmes]

sentence meme - parks & recreation pt. 1

"Are you mad at me? Because without eyebrows I can’t really tell."

"I hope you brought a change of clothes because your eyes are about to piss tears."

"I made my money the old fashioned way. Getting run over by a Lexus."

"I guess I kind of hate most things. But I never really seem to hate you."

"Your mom kind of made a pass at me."

"I think at some point you and I should probably make out with each other."

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you, is that cool?"

"I like you… in a, you know, romantical kind of way."

"And let’s be honest, it would be nice to not have to pull strange things out of people’s butts every night."

"Everyone shut up and look at me!"

"I want to spend the rest of my life, every minute, with you. And I’m the luckiest man in the galaxy."

"That’s the second most awkward way someone has grabbed my breast."

"Normally people tell you to talk about your problems. I’m gonna recommend you bottle that noise up."

"If you would be willing to just take a brief pit stop, we could see Indiana’s second-largest rocking chair."

"You don’t have to buy me things. I just like being around you."

"We are colleagues with benefits. We’re colleagues who benefit from the fact that we’re also friends."

"I’m going to type every word I know! Rectangle. America. Megaphone. Monday. Butthole."

"Look I love you like a brother. But right now I hate you. Like my actual brother, who I hate."

"My ex likes to check in every so often and make sure I’m doing OK. And if I am, she tries to fuck everything up."

"When they say 2% milk, I don’t know what the other 98% is."

"Dude, that is the coolest sentence I have ever heard somebody talk."

"First of all, you did the right thing by hiding underneath this table."

"I typed your symptoms into the thing up here and it says you could have network connectivity problems."

"OK, well I’m not very good at visiting people in hospitals, so I’m going to go."

"I dig your groovy tunes, man."

"I love you and I like you."

"You are a wonderful person. Our friendship means a lot to me. And you look very beautiful."

"Don’t try to bond with me."

"I hate talking to people about things."

"I am deeply, ridiculously in love with you."

"This is like a crazy sex fantasy of mine."

"Hogwarts is fictional. You do know that, don’t you? It’s important to me that you know that."

"I know what things are."

"I have no idea what I’m doing, but I know that I’m doing it really, really well."

[incorrectdragonage]

[asteriaxmell-blog]

♬: My character will take yours somewhere involving music.

Their job was to keep an eye out for any odd behavior, but Asteria found herself distracted for but a moment, watching the Orlesian women circling about the Winter Palace, each more beautiful than the last. Looking down from up above the ballroom their dresses resembled free-floating water lilies, swirling gracefully in a pond with only their dance partners as a source of direction.

She could vaguely remember similar figures dancing and laughing in her great grand uncle Lord Aristide’s ballroom, back when the Amells were still at the peak of their glory and the estate was still open to her and her mother. She’d peek from up above, much like she was now, so very careful not to get caught since she knew it was well passed her bedtime. But the music, the desire to be a part of the festivities, kept her up until her nannies— or worse, her mother— finally realized she wasn’t in bed and sought her out. 

She remembered it all as if it were a distant dream, something that couldn’t have possibly happened except in the confines of her wildly imaginative mind. It was hard to step back and realize that she actually had a life of luxery before being taken to the Circle, but these were, in fact, real memories from when she was but a young child. She remembered staring in awe at the dresses, the way they glimmered under the candle lit chandeliers, and her tiny little body would suddenly fill up with excitement at the unquestionable certainty that one day she’d be one of those beautiful women and have a handsome noblemen lead her into a dance. 

Nearly twenty five years later, Asteria still found herself to be the spectator. It was funny how such an innocent certainty could be completely demolished, how things could change so suddenly and unexpectedly… 

“Ah-hem,” Solas cleared his throat, harshly tearing Asteria’s attention away from the dancing Orlesians. “Forgive me, but you were staring so intently at them, I was afraid you might’ve leaned in too far and found yourself falling over that ledge. Not that I wouldn’t appreciate the spectacle, of course, but I doubt Josephine would’ve found it as amusing.” Solas was a hard shell to crack, especially given his passionate sentiments for his people and the injustices they endured, but while their relationship may have started out as just basic respect, Asteria was beginning to find that she earned enough of that respect that they could be considered good friend and so harmless teasing became commonplace between them. 

“Oh, please. You and I both know you’d be the first to come to my aid. You should find more subtle ways to conceal your obvious concern for me. It’s not a crime to say you care, you know.” She smirked, and caught that familiar hint of a smile that he always brushed off with a change of subject.

“Have you noticed anything unusual?” he asked, referring back to her intense observation of the those below.

“No, I was merely thinking back on a few things and got a little distracted,” she admitted, leaning away from the ledge. 

“Thinking back on what exactly?” It was clear that his curiousity was piqued, but she hardly talked about her lost childhood with anyone— if at all— and didn’t think he’d have much of an interest in hearing about it anyway. She was thinking back on a little girl’s silly wish, and what use was there to dwell in it any longer when that little girl was nothing but a stranger to her now. 

“I was thinking about the comfort of my bed and how much I’m missing it right now having to listen to this dreadfully boring music. Come on. We’ve got ourselves an assassin to catch, and the sooner we do that the sooner I get to sleep, and the sooner you get to listen to the sweet sound of me snoring in the room next door.” She grinned then, deciding to circle around the second floor as she was supposed to, but not before planting a quick kiss on his cheek to get him even more aggitated than he already was, and then spiriting away. 

“Oh, and Solas?” She turned back on her heal, pleased to find she’d gotten a rile out of him afterall. His gaze was practically throwing invisible daggers at her, but she knew deep down there was a small part of him that rather enjoyed having her around. “Do look into getting on of those fancy Orlesian hats, will you? Preferably the ones with flimsy feather. I think it’d be a good look for you.”

[condomglitter]

Ask the Trash Bin

✔: A plot you would love to play out with your character ★: A blog you’d love to roleplay with ✖: A plot you would never do/can’t do with your character ♔: A character (in general) that you’d like to interact with ☀: Another mun that you really admire/respect ☣: A pet peeve about roleplaying ☠: Something you dislike about your fandom ➸: Something you like about your fandom ✉: Someone you’re afraid to approach/unsure of approaching ☄: A doubt you have about your writing ☮: Something you’re confident about with your writing ✿: Three of your favourite followers ❂: Three of your favourite blogs that you follow ❢: Your favourite icon of your muse’s FC ♘: Your favourite icon of your Mun FC ☎: A picture of yourself ♫: An argument that you’re sick of hearing ♈: An argument/topic that you could debate all day

[heythereduhleila]

Warning: I DO use dude, man, bruh, and bro as completely gender neutral terms, HOWEVER if I call you one of the above and it bothers you, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tell me.

This has been a PSA 

[asteriaxmell-blog]

A brief summary of inquisition characters

Cole : Precious cinnamon roll. Too good, too pure for this world.

Solas : *Sound of sobbing lavellans in the distance*

Varric : Hawkes no.1 fan, also head of the cole protection club

Dorian : His moustache brings all the boys to the yard

Iron bull : Bigass quanari hulksmash, lil bit gay for dorian though

Krem : He's ACLASSI guy *badum tsh*

Vivienne : Anti-Mage Mage. Disapproval intensifies.

Sera : *Throws a jar of bees at a dragon* Aesthetic

Cassandra : Secretly a fangirl. DON'T tell varric

Blackwall : 100% grey warden, the greyest of all wardens. In peace, vigilance. In war, victory. *looks at smudged writing on hand* in dying, sacrificial

Cullen : No longer complete with noodle curls. Bless you, andraste, bless you

Josephine : Sweet angel (until she's not.) Still waiting on that marble bath though

Leliana : I am a mysterious spy, nothing ca- *hundreds of photos of schmooples the nug fall from her robes* CRAP NO I WAS JUST

Morrigan : Heheheh I'm back bitches, demon child in tow. Remember? From the scene that scarred all the Alistair romancers back in origins? YEEEEE BOI.

Hawke : I'M BACK TOO AND VIRTUALLY IRRELEVANT TO THE PLOT!

Anders : Oh wait, no one knows where the HELL HE IS RIGHT NOW

Inquisitor : My hand freaking glows. I have the power to literally punch the fade AND corpheoheouhus in the dick, simultaneously. But, y'know what I still don't have enough of? ELFROOT. Let's go do that first!

[thegoddesspalutena-archive]

Voice Meme! Send me a number! [More RP blog oriented]

1. (Attempting to) sing mun’s favorite song 2. (Attempting to) sing muse’s favorite song 3. (Attempting to) sing the song that’s stuck in my head (if not applicable, just a random one) 4. Voice acting my muse 5. Voice acting a muse from a different blog 6. Voice acting a muse I’ve always wanted to do 7. Voice acting my favorite character(s if you want) 8. Voice acting roles I’ve gotten in voice acting projects (if applicable) 9. Reading an excerpt from a book 10. Reading an excerpt from a book as my muse 11. Critiquing a video game I’ve played 12. Critiquing a video game I’ve played as my muse 13. Critiquing a book I’ve read 14. My muse critiquing a book I’ve read 15. My ringtone 16. My text message noise 17. The song currently stuck in my head 18. A random song on my phone 19. A random song that comes up on my playlist on shuffle 20. Me talking about my crush/significant other ( one of my friends if not applicable) 21. Me talking about your character’s interactions with mine 22. My muse talking about your muse 23. A critique on your blog/character portrayal 24. Me saying my muse’s catchphrase(s) 25. My muse talking about what’s going on in their life right now 26. My muse comforting yours 27.My muse scolding yours 28. Muse and Mun interaction 29. Muse and Mun singing a song together

[auraseeinghawke-blog]

Cousins

asteriaxmell

Despite being a mage, the Fade was a harrowing place.  Even more so that they had to leave Stroud behind in it.  She had offered.  In fact given this whole thing was, basically, her own fault she would’ve preferred to have stayed behind.  Even if it left Fenris and what was left of her family without her.

As it went she was packing up and getting ready to leave Skyhold for Wiesshaupt.  Someone had to help the Warden’s pull their heads out of their asses and of course it was going to be her.

It seemed to be the will of the universe that the problems she had spill over to everything else.

“Well, I hope that’s everything,” she muttered, it wasn’t like she had traveled with much.

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Things were calm, under-control, and Asteria could see no better time to search for a cure for the taint, and yet just as she began her long journey the heavens had been torn open. She had no idea what it was at first, but knew something had to be done about it. Leliana’s letters finally reached her, and Asteria wasted no time before heading straight to Skyhold. The cure would have to wait, as there would be no point in searching for one if the end of all days  Upon arriving she discovered what had happened with the Wardens of Orlais, Warden Commander Clarel, and the Inquisitor’s mishap in the Fade. 

Urgent to see for herself if her cousin was alright, Asteria asked where she could find her. Skyhold was enormous, but with determination she managed to find Hawke’s room. Standing by the threshold, she was relieved to find she was alright for the most part-- physically at least. She had no way of knowing what sort of effect the events at Adamant had on her mentally. 

“Iona? I’m sorry to intrude, it’s just-- Are you... doing alright?”

[deactivated-drawing]

This was the only dialogue option I wanted

Bonus:

[swampwxtch]

asteriaxmell

i see u there

squints

[asteriaxmell-blog]

sexuality: morrigan in da: inquisition tbh

[spiketheforsakensoul]

I wanna RP. Let's Do It:

[asteriaxmell-blog]

Let’s cut to the chase. I wanna RP. You wanna RP. Let’s do it. Don’t be shy. Send in one or more of the following symbols to my ask:

☮ - If you’d like a starter. ☼ - If you’d like our characters to be friends. ✿ - If you want to try a romantic relationship with my character. ❅ - If you’d like our characters to be enemies or rivals. ♥ - If you just want to RP, and see where it goes.

[apostateofsass]

"I know the Chantry says you dream about your babies and the good Fade spirits take them out of the Fade and leave them in your arms…but that’s not true. Actually what happens is that when a girl and a boy really love each other."

“Honestly I’m unsure if I should be amused to hear your explanation after you open it with Fade babies, or if I should be offended that you think I need this explanation to begin with. Either way, I’m going to need another drink.”

[asteriaxmell-blog]

“I just want to be certain you make good choices. I don’t think you want a Hawke baby roaming around in this mess-- no matter how adorable said Hawke baby would be.” Asteria motioned for the bartender, trying to catch their attention. “You heard the woman. Another drink, please.” Asteria decided not to take another, figuring she should stay sober and do her best to watch over Hawke, not that the grown woman had much of a need for her protection. 

[asteriaxmell-blog]

“You’re absolutely right. What the Wardens did was horrible. --But Warden-Commander Clarel was a good woman despite what you might think. Her death is... rather upsetting.”

[asteriaxmell-blog]

if warden amell would’ve been the grey warden hawke introduced to the inquisitor though... can we just imagine this for a second? imagine these two cousins in the fade with the inquisitor and one of them has to stay behind. imagine being the inquisitor and having to choose which cousin stays behind. imagine how the surviving cousin would feel (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧