#rosalind amell

[lelianaslefthand]

fereldan's most controversial king and queen but they literally saved the world so no one is allowed to complain. (inquisition era ages) *shoots alistair with my bisexual rays*

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[bluupxels]

BREAKING: local young couple in love, public opinion varies

[dragonologist-phd]

Dragon Age: Origins - The Grey Wardens (& Allies)

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[mattmurdocksthighs]

MY OCs GENDERSWAPPED (shows)

fivel stewart as amelia thompson booboo stewart as emery thompson

elizabeth olsen as astraea collins robert pattinson as asher collins

diana silvers as celia rhodes conan gray as cillian rhodes

adelaide kane as juliet shepherd luke newton as julien shepherd

sarah gadon as lady dove harrison osterfield as lord dante

rose williams as astryn stark harry gilby as aston stark

lucy hale + mark mckenna as riley morris

leighton meester as bianca stirling ross lynch as brandon stirling

nick robinson as bradley stirling katherine langford as brenna stirling

mila kunis as marin quinn hayden christensen as martin quinn

jessica alba as tara winchester tyler hoechlin as tate scott

brenton thwaites as lucas callahan ashley benson as lucia callahan

alycia debnam-carey as celeste lucas cody christian as cristian lucas

cobie smulders as eliza moore ashton kutcher as elijah moore

stephen amell as wyatt moore brie larson as willa moore

natalia dyer as olivia cohen charlie heaton as oliver cohen

holland roden as mila carson sean berdy as miles carson

madelyn cline as rosalind lahey rudy pankow as ross lahey

boyd holbrook as alexander madden rachel mcadams as alexandria madden

rudy pankow as theo barnett madelyn cline as thea barnett

katie douglas as felicity allen matt lintz as finley allen

[nilesdaughter]

Dragon Age Characters

In reformatting my blog, I "lost" the page that had the list of my plethora of Dragon Age characters, so I made a post about them, instead.

Dragon Age: Origins

Aidan & Aisling Tabris | Fraternal Twin Rogues - Aidan & Zevran - Aisling & Leliana

Milah Brosca | Female Warrior - Alistair Romance

Orin Surana | Male Mage - Morrigan Romance

Ranalle Mahariel of Clan Sabrae | Female Rogue - Paired with Tamlen

Regan Cousland | Female Warrior - Alistair Romance

Rosalind Aeducan | Female Warrior - Paired with Gorim

Canon Playthrough: Veleda Amell | Female Mage - Zevran Romance

Dragon Age II

Aileen | Female Warrior - Sebastian Romance

Diana | Female Mage - Merrill Romance

Katherine | Female Rogue - Anders Romance

Reona | Female Rogue - Isabela Romance

Canon Playthrough: Sylvia | Female Mage - Fenris Romance

Dragon Age: Inquisition

Asera Adaar | Female Mage - Paired with Cullen

Desta Lavellan | Female Rogue - The Iron Bull Romance

Eldrian Hernando Trevelyan | Male Mage - Cassandra Romance

Canon Playthrough: Elera Lavellan | Female Mage - Solas Romance

Elizabeth "Liza" Trevelyan | Female Warrior - Josephine Romance

Self-Indulgent Self-Insert: Enansal "Nan" Lavellan | Female Mage - Cullen Romance

Esme Trevelyan | Female Rogue - Cullen Romance

Hana Cadash | Female Rogue - Blackwall Romance

Havva Adaar | Female Warrior - Sera Romance

Sarel Lavellan | Male Mage - Dorian Romance

Sulahn Lavellan | Female Rogue - Paired with Krem

Original Characters

Sonya Barros | Female Qunari Mage from Rivain

Nicolette Fabre | Female Elf Mage/Rogue from Orlais

Zahra Tahan | Female Elven-Blooded Rogue from Nevarra

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Trespasser Thoughts

Every time I play Trespasser and hear about how powerful the Qunari Mages are, I always think of Rosalind Amell and how I headcanon her to be half Qunari.

 And then I imagine how utterly fucking terrifying she has to be. Like- she’s very powerful but it’s a subtle power that not many notice until she’s ripping something apart. She’s a healer and ooh, fluffy spirit healer until you realize she’s also a boss with entropy and she knows exactly where to hit to make you hurt. 

 I imagine her combining spells and flinging them around on the fly, she’s so fucking dangerous. And I also headcanon she does not use a staff half the time, and I also further this by thinking about how the Qunari don’t use staffs and then it makes sense. I have one Qunari mage and to be able to headcanon this properly, I see Shok, my mage, being against her magic and using a sword anyway cause fuck magic. She’s a Knight Enchanter and she’s happy, kindly fuck off. 

 But anyway, back to Rosalind. She is fucking terrifying, able to shake the heavens. I will always cling to my headcanon she tore the Archdemon apart with magic cause that’s who she is.

 Makes me want to explore a what if she hadn’t commited the Ultimate Sacrifice and died.

[alittlestarling]

Witch of the Wilds

#17 - Ornament

Something instantly felt wrong when she opened her eyes. Roz blinked a few times, trying to shake the sluggishness that she’d feel when napping late in the afternoon, uncertain of the time or how long she had been left asleep in the bed she and Morrigan had shared as children. Her world came into focus slowly, at first, then all at once.

The walls of their home in the wilds became clear and the scent of dinner cooking at the hearth made her stomach rumble. Certainly, she had spent her afternoon wandering the wilds for herbs and healing flowers to bring home, and, now that she had slept, her appetite was woken as well.

“Ah, you’re awake!” From her chair by the hearth, her mother gave a wide smile that briefly made Roz feel warm from her head all the way to her toes. Love was in that look and Roz had to berate herself for having ever doubted that Flemeth loved her. She was her mother, and mothers were supposed to love their children, right?

“How long was I out?” Roz asked, brushing a strand of hair from her face, sitting so she was on the edge of the bed. Then, thoughtfully, she added. “I had the strangest dream.”

“Oh?” Setting her book down, Flemeth swept across the room, fixing Roz’s hair with a gentle hand before sitting beside her. “Do you remember what it was about?”

“It was…” Roz paused, frowning, her mind turning to molasses that she couldn’t get through. Every thought slipped from her fingers, catching only stray bits and pieces that felt jumbled and confused when she spoke them aloud. “A tower far away, and monsters had come to our home, and there was a man-” She cut herself off, flushed from the neck up as she dropped her gaze to her hands. “It’s the oddest thing,” she murmured to herself, “but I feel I’ve forgotten something important.”

“Dreams are nonsense sometimes, dear girl,” Her mother smiled gently as she stood. “You should set the table, your sister should be home soon, and then we can enjoy our supper together.”

A sharp, precise prickle ran up Roz’s spine as she shook her head. A tingling at the back of her mind that wouldn’t let go, claws of some forgotten truth digging deep within her being. “Morrigan is coming?” She asked, standing as she glanced about their home again. Everything was in order, from the ornaments that lined the window sills to the linens on the bed, but Roz had a strong, sinking feeling that this wasn’t-

“This isn’t real.” The loving warmth evaporated as soon as the words left her mouth. The walls around her wobbled and, with little fanfare, faded swiftly as she found herself left in the Fade. Her ‘mother’, however, wasn’t ready to give up the act.

“Whatever do you mean, Rosalind?” Cloying and far too sweet to truly be her mother, Roz stepped back from the demon’s hands that reached for her. The façade flickered, ever so briefly, revealing a flash of teeth that were too sharp and power that smelled sharply of fear and desire.

“Morrigan left us,” Roz snapped angrily. “The real Flemeth would know this.” Her hands curled into fists, seeking her power, only to find it snuffed and leashed. Her movements, all her thoughts, felt too slow as she shook her head again. “My mother has never been this kind. Give up the act, we both know you’re tired of it.”

There was another rippled across the false Flemeth, but its attention shifted to look just over Roz’s shoulder. A familiar wash of power seeped into her senses: petrichor and the air just before a storm made her dizzy with relief. She didn’t even have to look behind her, lips curling into an assured smile.

“Nice of you to join us, Vincent. I hope you have a plan to escape.”

[icedteaandoldlace]

I enjoy the fact that both Justin Walker and Vicki Jordan have appeared on The Flash.

[a-moved]

For Rosie? :0 And Estella and Aaliyah if you feel like it.

:0 thank u! i’m just gonna do rosie in this so the ask won’t get too long :)

B A S I C S

full name: Rosalind Amell

gender: female

sexuality: bisexual

pronouns: she/her

O T H E R S

family: Revka Amell (mother), Henri Amell (father), Cedric Amell (brother), 4 other sisters, Zevran Arainai (husband), Lucia Amell (daughter), Caterina Amell (daughter), Kieran Amell (nephew)

birthplace: Kirkwall

job: she starts working as a physician after getting married in Antiva B)

phobias: tight spaces, being locked up again

guilty pleasures: not really a “guilty” pleasure but she enjoys gardening/taking care of plants a lot

M O R A L S

morality alignment?: chaotic good

sins - lust, gluttony, pride

virtues - charity, diligence, humility, kindness

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert/extrovert: introvert

organized/disorganized: organized

close minded/open-minded: open minded

calm/anxious: anxious

disagreeable/agreeable: agreeable

cautious/reckless: cautious

patient/impatient: impatient

outspoken/reserved: reserved

leader/follower: follower

empathetic/unemphatic: empathetic

optimistic/pessimistic: optimistic

traditional/modern: traditional

hard-working/lazy: lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

otp: zev B)

ot3: none

brotp: cedric, leliana, ali and estella 

notp: none that i can think of rn 

[lelianaslefthand]

all the blorbos from my dragon game that i havent really shared. well i have shared gabe now but he’s still new

[bluupxels]

“How could something so beautiful exist in a place with so much despair and ugliness?”

[dragonologist-phd]

Rosalind Amell

Within the high stone walls, the Circle practices its magic and trains apprentices in the proper use of their powers. But the Circle Tower is as much a prison as a refuge; the ever-vigilant templars of the Chantry watch over all mages, constantly alert for any sign of corruption. This gilded cage is the only world you know. Found to be sensitive to magic at a young age, you were torn from your family and grafted here as an apprentice. Now, that apprenticeship is nearly over and all that remains is the final test: the Harrowing.

[mattmurdocksthighs]

MEET MY OCS (shows)

name: amelia avery thompson show: outerbanks love interest: rafe cameron faceclaim: fivel stewart

name: astraea collins - astraea simmons show: criminal minds love interests: darren wilson (oc), matt simmons occupation: military sniper, bau profiler faceclaim: elizabeth olsen

name: celia river rhodes show: julie and the phantoms love interest: reggie peters faceclaim: diana silvers

name: juliet carolyn shepherd show: grey's anatomy love interests: jackson avery, arizona robbins, carina deluca, alex karev occupation: neurosurgeon faceclaim: adelaide kane

name: lady dove show: merlin love interest: sir leon faceclaim: sarah gadon

name: astryn stark show: house of the dragon love interest: jacaerys velaryon faceclaim: rose williams

name: riley morris show: riverdale love interest: reggie mantle faceclaim: lucy hale

name: bianca stirling show: pretty little love interest: faceclaim:

name: bradley stirling show: pretty little liars love interest: faceclaim: nick robinson

name: marin quinn show: yellowjackets love interest: lottie matthews occupation: lawyer faceclaim: mila kunis

name: tara winchester (nee. scott) show: supernatural love interests: dean winchester, meg masters, sam winchester occupation: hunter faceclaim: jessica alba

name: stephanie 'steph' kane show: the 100 love interest: john murphy faceclaim: chloe bennet

name: nina grey show: shadowhunters love interests: victor aldertree, raphael santiago kind: nephilim parabatai: lucas callahan faceclaim: conor leslie

name: lucas callahan show: shadowhunters love interest: jace herondale kind: nephilim parabatai: nina grey faceclaim: brenton thwaites

name: celeste lucas show: the walking dead love interests: daryl dixon, eliza moore (oc) occupation (pre): bartender faceclaim: alycia debnam-carey

name: elizabeth 'eliza' moore show: the walking dead love interest: celeste lucas (oc) occupation (pre): detective faceclaim: cobie smulders

name: wyatt moore show: the walking dead love interest: occupation (pre): bodyguard faceclaim: stephen amell

name: olivia ann cohen show: the wilds love interest: toni shalifoe faceclaim: natalia dyer

name: mila carson show: the wilds love interest: kirin o'conner faceclaim: holland roden

name: rosalind 'rosa' lahey show: teen wolf love interest: lydia martin kind: werewolf faceclaim: madelyn cline

name: nathaniel wilkes show: teen wolf love interest: stiles stilinski kind: hellhound faceclaim: brenton thwaites

name: theodore 'theo' barnett show: peaky blinders love interest: michael gray occupation: boxer faceclaim: rudy pankow

name: leah calloway show: peaky blinders love interest: finn shelby faceclaim: rachel zegler

name: alexander madden show: peaky blinders love interest: john shelby occupation: distillery owner faceclaim: boyd holbrook

name: felicity allen | kid flash show: titans love interest: jason todd powers: superspeed faceclaim: katie douglas

[lastdb]

hi will you share some Facts about some of your dragon age OCs 👁

oh god i have very many dragon age ocs so i popped some information about all of them under the cut THANK U SM

- brynjar aeducan has a daughter instead of a son with mardy but still works with bhelen to get them both raised into nobility + happily co-parents with her. he names his daughter after runa brosca, who was the person to convince him to put his revenge seeking against bhelen aside in order to better orzammar.

- guinevere cousland has an adoptive older sister, who was the child of her uncle and an elven sailor aboard eleanor’s ship ‘the mistral’ back when she was the seawolf. rosalind mac eanraig has been guinevere’s lady in waiting, and later when she’s crowned queen, acts as her confidant and is believed by many who know of her to be the true ruler, acting through a less experienced alistair and guinevere.

- danytriel surana and theodore amell are thicker than thieves, with theodore helping raise a young danytriel in the circle. when he went through the eluvian with morrigan, she came with, her lover jowan in tow. morrigan only minded a little. danytriel and kieran are very close. 

- neva tabris has and always will carry memories of hallonin mahariel and his ultimate sacrifice. there’s a small sapling planted in the alienage in his honor, and she visits it frequently. 

- the twin champions freya and jasper hawke have matching nose scars, jasper gaining his after being attacked by bullies when he was young, and freya cutting herself to match in an attempt to comfort him. while the scars have mostly faded, they still will do the iconic blood swipe to mimic it, a sign of their eternal bond.

- nessa lavellan lost her fiance in the conclave blast. she doesn’t feel comfortable talking about him, and the only one who knows of her heartache is cole. 

- vera trevelyan wasn’t the same after the conclave blast.. because she wasn’t. possessed, then merged with by a hungry desire demon, it was vera, not justinia, who pulled the others from the rubble, picking survivors to feed off their hopes and desires. it later ends up developing genuine human emotions, and doesn’t know how to react.

then there’s a few i haven’t fully developed yet (kas adaar, nascha cadash, and finnegan who were all other attendants of the conclave but i dont know what im doing with them yet lol)

THANK U AGAIN FR ASKING AND FOR READING IF U GOT THIS FAR

[druidgroves]

i spent part of the weekend putting all my ocs into a template in notion & ended up finalizing my main dragon age ocs & their kids:

leta mahariel-arainai & zevran arainai:

ismene mahariel-arainai (daughter, born 9:36 dragon)

cato mahariel-arainai (son, born 9:39 dragon)

kattrin amell & alistair theirin:

rosalind theirin (daughter, born 9:36 dragon)

brennan theirin (son, born 9:37 dragon)

lenora theirin (daughter, born 9:41 dragon)

allison hawke & anders:

marlena hawke (daughter, born 9:38 dragon)

gaius lavellan & dorian pavus:

petra lavellan-pavus (daughter, adopted 9:42 dragon)

[alittlestarling]

Witch of the Wilds - #16. Wild

Me? Posting prompts from 2019 because I remembered I hadn't ever posted them on here? More likely than you think.

16. Wild

“It seems you have done the impossible.” A low, sultry voice interrupted the silence following battle; Vincent had hardly been able to catch his breath before he turned, nearly stumbling over a rock at the sudden appearance of the woman.

There was something wild and mysterious hanging around her like a shroud, golden eyes all but seeing straight through him. Leliana was quick to notch an arrow in place, Alistair and Zevran falling swiftly into formation again at a new danger. Yet she didn’t move to attack them, Vincent noted, hesitating to send a spell forth to begin another fight anew. His mana was building slowly and a sheen of sweat clung to his hairline. Flemeth had been a mighty foe in dragon form, taking a toll on the group he’d brought with him back into the wilds.

If she had more power than any of them, they might not survive it.

“Hold,” He said quietly, a hand up to stall his companions, letting his gaze flit between them and the woman.

Apostate was more like it, his eyes catching sight of the stave at her back. No other sane, stable person would be wandering through the wilds, which had seen destruction from the hoard that had ravaged through there only a few months ago. Not even the frost could hide the trampled earth beneath their feet or the lingering stench of death that remained from homes and villages not far from here that no longer stood.

“A wise move,” the woman smirked, her eyes lingering on Vincent. “I don’t come to fight any of you.”

“Then why are you here?” Alistair barked; a bruise was blooming along his jaw from a blow Flemeth had dealt with her tail, but his shield was raised, eyes alight and ready to leap back into the fray again. He wouldn’t unless Vincent gave the word, which felt like both a blessing and a curse, knowing that he had sway over the companions who had followed him willingly here.

“To claim what is mine.” Jerking her chin towards the corpse of the dragon, she continued, “My mother has many things for you to take that you could sell, but I only want what rightfully belongs to me.”

“Mother?” Vincent asked, confusion suddenly blossoming into realization. “Are...are you Morrigan?”

Amusement and a little bit of surprise flashed across her face as Morrigan laughed, low and long as Vincent put the pieces together. “My sister picked someone smart to claim this, I see.”

“You want her Grimoire, too,” Vincent shook his head. “You know I can’t let you take it. Roz asked me to bring it back.” His heart fluttered at the mere mention of her name, warm at the idea that he could do something good for her. “You must know about the dark magic your mother wanted to use on you both.”

Morrigan hesitated, lips pressed tightly in a line as she glanced to the still on-guard members of his party, then back to Vincent. “Might we speak, Warden?” She asked, adding swiftly, “In private.”

“Don’t follow her, Vincent!” Alistair barked. “She’ll just turn you into a swamp creature to eat later.”

“There aren’t only dark, grisly creatures among the swamps.” Morrigan snapped swiftly. “Flowers, too, grow among the moss and leaves. I promise I don’t mean any harm to your fearless leader.”

“How do you know I’m the leader?” Vincent asked, following as she gestured him closer, turning away from the group. Up close, there was something about the way she stood, guarded and aloof, that reminded him of Roz. Yet that’s where the similarities stopped, for, much like the not deceased Flemeth, Morrigan had bright golden eyes and the same sharp lines her mother had cut.

“It’s obvious they follow you,” Morrigan’s voice was lower now that he was closer, “but I...well, Rosalind wasn’t the only one who followed you out of the swamp.”

“Why?” Vincent blurted out, bewildered that Morrigan wouldn’t make herself known to Roz, who talked longingly of seeing her again. “Your sister misses you. She thinks you’re long gone, maybe even dead with everything happening!” He swore he saw regret flash across her features, but Morrigan shook her head, dropping her gaze.

“There are reasons why I’ve stayed away. Roz wouldn’t understand them, nor would she like what I know or have learned.” Morrigan glanced down to the cabin again. “I have a greater need for the Grimoire than she does.” She made a move to brush away from their conversation, turning back down to her home, but Vincent’s stave moved, jutting out as he blocked her from moving forward.

“You know I can’t let you just swoop in with strange claims and simply take it.” Vincent wasn’t interested in fighting, but the thought of making Roz unhappy, of disappointing her in this task, felt too heavy in his chest.

For a moment, Vincent thought he’d brought another fight to them anyways as tension sparked in the air between the pair. His grip tightened on the staff, holding his breath as his mind raced through the steps he could take to ensure that they made it out of the fray.

“I know what Roz read,” Morrigan’s voice dipped, low and soft as some of the tension left her body. “She had nothing to fear from our mother. Only natural-born daughters have to fear being claimed.”

Silence settled like a stone between them as Vincent took in a sharp breath. “So Roz-” he began, Morrigan swiftly cutting him off before he could dive further into it.

“Mother returned from the wilds one day, a long time ago, with my sister in tow. A companion, I think, to keep me from being lonely, though I doubt Flemeth ever truly cared about my feelings as such.” Morrigan shook her head. “No matter, for Roz is my sister, regardless of bloodlines or where she came from before.”

Vincent let his staff drop, slowly, away from blocking Morrigan. “You can look through it, but I need to bring it back with me.” No matter what Morrigan said, he knew Roz would want to see this thing for herself. She deserved that, even if she was safe as Morrigan said she was.

Morrigan looked Vincent up and down with a cold, calculating gaze that made him want to slink away from her. Yet, he held his stance, holding her gaze as steadily as he could manage.

“Rest for the night here,” Morrigan broke the hold her gaze had on him, glancing to his companions not too far away, “and by morning I will be gone, but you can take the book to Roz.”

“Won’t you come back with us?” Vincent asked on impulse and Morrigan gave a hollow, barking laugh.

“Not yet. There are still too many things to do. As much as I would like to see Roz again…” Her voice trailed off, shaking her head sadly. “I will return, eventually, just not yet.”