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Ophelia Lange. 23/388 If you need anything, I've always got an ear open, revenge spells are the most fun! Lead, follow, or get out of my way.

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notamaletinkerbell:

Mike lets out a bit of a laugh and replies “Thanks for the offer but I’d rather not have to waste my bad overpriced cup of coffee.”

“Waste?” She asks a little offended before her brows knit together. “Unless you’re one of the few that can actually taste magic, there’s no way for me to ruin your coffee, bub.”

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notamaletinkerbell:

 Mike had found that sitting in a coffee shop and just people watching while drinking overpriced overly sweet coffee is a neat little form of entertainment. There really wasn’t much that he really felt like doing on his own, so sitting here watching others socialize like a creeper would have to do. He was quite in the mood for actual socializing so he didn’t really much care when he noticed another person lower themselves into the couch across from him. 

“Apparently when you order a caramel latte here they decide it’s a good idea to just dump half a serving spoon of sugar into your cup. I feel like I’m drinking a cup of liquid sugar.”

Ophelia’s head falls to the side for a moment. “I can change that for you if you’d like.” She says while raising a hand, ready to point and shoot at the cup. A wild look in her eyes as she bounced on the bench ever so slightly. 

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illegitimatelymeellie:

Ellie was watching the girl from afar, after being tossed in here like a rag doll, Ellie hadn’t really been feeling much of anything other than alcohol and blood and keeping to herself, but the girl had her entertained a bit as she sat there. It was clear to see what creature she was, a witch, though how powerful would be determined later, for now the Vampire was seeing small magic, it was fun to entice humans but the real magic was what always intrigued Ellie. Humming she nodded, taking a sip from her glass. “Pretty indeed,” she mused looking away. “Stupid stuff? Well I guess I could drink to that,” she laughed.

“Thank you.” She chimed out happily, her nose going up slightly with pride. The other taking her sip for stupid stuff made her clink her glass to the girls’. “Then to stupid stuff it is.” Ophelia downed the rest of her glass and looked back towards the girl. “So what kinda stupid stuff do you have going on?”

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drewbetterbelieveit:

“To stupid stuff…” he returned the toast with the wine in his glass. He took a big swig. 

“So what’s your stupid stuff?” She asks curiously while stopping her magic and setting her glass down. 

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apennyfordyourthoughts:

ophelia-lange:

Dropping to the ground almost instantly, Ford slowly moved to help the girl sit up, eyebrows furrowed in a concerned manner, he took in her state. “Believe me, I wasn’t expecting to hit anyone,” he laughed softly, giving a small sigh in relief as he nodded. “I’m thankful for that, come on let’s get you on your feet, he slowly moved to stand offering her his hand to help her up.

Ophelia let out another giggle as he laughed. “I wasn’t expecting to be hit.” She counters while finally meeting his eyes. “Well thanks, cutie.” The witch practically sings out in an almost too-happy tone before stumbling to her feet with his help. “So what makes you go swingin’ doors like that, huh? What’s the rush?”

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novhfence:

Noah’s expression wasn’t unlike that of a hopeful child’s, anxiously awaiting his silently offered game to be accepted. The angel’s impossibly warm grin faltered for a moment as it seemed his latest companion was disinterested, however his features soon brightened with awe and amazement as she replicated the tic-tac-toe board in thin air. “You—? That’s… Yeah— That’s wicked,” Noah finally stammered out, shaking his head in disbelief and unable to rid himself of his beaming smile. After recollecting himself, he focused back on the game at hand far more intently than necessary. Bringing his hand to his chin and tilting his head in dramatic thought, he finally settled on pointing towards the middle. “Wait— No, just kidding,” He backtracked, deciding again and this time pointing to the middle of the right column. “You might have all your powers and glowing ‘O’s, but that doesn’t mean you’ll beat me.”

Ophelia let out a giggle to the man’s amazement. It was adorable to say the least, and of course she felt special just being able to make a reaction like that happen. “Thank you- though normally being a wicked witch isn’t a good thing- I’ll take it.” She gave a solid nod, a proud smile on her face. After a moment she put his O under his other where he asked and gave a nod. “Well.. I mean, I don’t know about that...” And with a flick she’d blocked his column with an X in the last box. “Choose wisely, cutie.”

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cantfightagainstthelulu:

✴︎ — Lulu had wandered through town after being rather unceremoniously dumped by the barrier until she’d found herself bored to tears and walking into a bar. Her interest had piqued slightly as a woman sat near her used her magic to make glowing shapes appear, and she nodded when she was asked if it was pretty. She lifted her margarita, nodding, “ yeah, stupid stuff… ” she mumbled, bringing the glass to her lips.

Ophelia giggled and clinked her glass to the girl sitting next to her before taking a sip and setting it down again. “I think that’s all we’ll be dealing with here.” She said in a lower tone before biting her lip.  “So we might as well drink up right? I’ll buy your drinks all night if you can keep up with me.” The blonde insists before lifting her glass again, her sparkling hand making a lifting motion to the other girl’s  glass see if the other would drink again. 

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Ophelia realized that shocking oneself is a bit rough if there are people around you to watch and be confused when you’re in pain. So instead, she kept playing with magic in more visually appealing ways. She’d quite literally lift her hand in front of her face and make wiggle in an S shape, then make it glow and change colors. Using magic would keep her sane, keep things in her head quiet, and keep her skill up. Even if it was just party tricks. “It’s pretty right?” She asks while looking away from her hand to pick up a martini and raise it to the person in front of her. “To stupid stuff..”

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novhfence:

Noah had been content to keep his head down and keep to himself, busying himself with childish pastimes (i.e. his beloved, old Game Boy) while he tried to better understand the circumstances he was abruptly thrown into. The angel wasn’t comfortable here, though he tried his best to mask the feeling now as he silently pulled a scrap sheet of paper towards him and scrawled two vertical and two horizontal lines to create a 3x3 grid — A tic-tac-toe board. After a pause, he scribbled an ‘x’ in the top right corner and wordlessly pushed the paper to the stranger beside him. It was only a matter of seconds before he was offering an impossibly warm grin, soon explaining, “You seemed awfully bored.”

Ophelia’s head was back, her eyes lost in the setting sky. She wasn’t even really aware the Angel was there until he spoke up. “Oh” The blonde muttered softly before looking at the paper he’d slid closer to her. “..we could play that.. or..” The witch paused the drew a bigger board on the sidewalk in front of them with a shimmering energy. Like a neon floating board for adults. Half adults. Maybe not even half. She put his ‘X’ back at the top right in pink, and put an ‘O’ in the bottom left in green for her. “Pick a spot!”

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lydiasthemostfunagirlcanhave:

✴︎ — Lydia stepped out of the house she’d moved into after finding herself trapped in Blackstone. She wandered through town, fingers trailing beside her, air fluttering through and around them as she waved her fingers slightly. She sighed, settling on a random bench, legs folding beneath herself, hidden beneath her skirt. She stared ahead, pushing air through her fingers, letting small flurries of air around. She squeaked out an apology when the air disrupted the person sitting across from her, shooting them an apologetic smile. “ I’m not used to being around anyone other than my family. ”

A bit of soil she’d grabbed for whatever reason flew back and into her eyes for a moment. A scoffed laugh escaped her and she rubbed her eye with her opposite hand. Her already smudged black eye make up just getting a bit lighter on that eye. “It’s alright. I’m the opposite, I’m used to seeing new people on the daily- it’s rough seeing the same faces over and over and over and over...” She continued repeating herself, rolling her eyes as she laid back on the bench to stretch out. 

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firedancerlexie:

Lexie was pouting as she walked along the sidewalk after being dropped off. It had taken every ounce of willpower she had not to set them on fire, and she was not in a good mood.

Pausing at the corner, she looked around with a soft sigh. “I just want to go home….” she mumbled.

Ophelia had been looking up to the clear sky, away from the sun, just searching for anything. Giggling at the things she could see but others couldn’t, she was lost in herself until she heard the girl sigh and she stopped in her tracks. “Click your heels then, Dorothy.” She teased before pointing a finger at the girls shoes to change them to red for a moment and back again. 

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krystalquinn:

Krystal was still getting used to being trapped in a town like this,she was so used to being free and able to travel. The blonde fae sighed as she sat in a tree,watching everybody passing by while she played with the leaves and the blossoms in the tree,letting them bloom in her fingers. She had been so lost in her thoughts that only the sound of somebody coughing. “This may look quite odd to you right?”

Ophelia cleared her throat and looked up with a smile, though she was squinting slightly from the sun. “I mean- as a witch? Not really. I just don’t see many people hangin’ out in trees nowadays.”

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apennyfordyourthoughts:

It had been some time since Ford decided to really leave the house he was staying in. He had all the things he really needed in it, except one thing, a library, his library in fact. He missed his books. The smell, the feel, it often made him sad, depressed even. So he decided on entering the library in town, he wasn’t about to sit around and really do nothing in his home a minute longer for fear of going mad. So that’s what he did, gathering an array of books, he was satisfied. Arms full of about seven, he used his foot to open the door not seeing the person behind it till he felt the door stall then open again clearly hitting someone. “Fuck me,” he set his books aside. “Are you okay?“

Ophelia never really watched where she was going when she was lost in her mind. She was skipping along, humming a song, just lost to herself when she started to turn towards the library. The wonder as to if a ‘supernatural town’ had her kind of books was intriguing. Her eyes dropped to her feet for a moment again as she neared the door and then- pop. She fell back on the ground, her hand falling to her head and an immediate soft cackle of a giggle left her lips. “Ow..” The blonde said through a smile while rubbing her head. “That’s not very nice of you- but I’ll be alright.”

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IGNORE ALL BEFORE THIS

pls and thank

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alexanderxchamberlain:

“Don’t touch it,” he said gently.He held it out so she could see it. “That’s a dahlia,” he pointed to the flower at the bottom of the page. The word felt sour in his mouth. “She sired me.” He couldn’t remember how much about Dahlia he’d told Ophelia.

Her hand started to reach for it, though with his warning, she pulled back. He knew her so well. The flower at the bottom of the page was beautiful, and all together tragic. She wasn’t even informed yet. “She sired you??” Ophelia asks with her eyes wider again. “I thought..” The blonde shook her head, she must’ve remembered wrong. “I guess I thought she was dead for some reason..”

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candrewbelieveit:

“There’s no guarantee, but I’m hopeful. I love love and I believe it’s just as powerful as ordinary magic, maybe even more. What do you mean by ‘or something’?” Drew asked suspiciously. 

“I think they’re about the same..” She says while thinking it over. “Though love might be a bit stronger. It certainly makes you sane and insane all at once.” There was a sure nod that accompanied her hands crossing her chest again. “I mean we could do anything to get back at them if they wronged you.”

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alexanderxchamberlain:

Alex finally pulled back; worrying Ophelia was only making all of this worse. He felt ridiculous. He did his best to make his facial expression normal again, wiping the frown off his face and picking up the envelop with the paper. He didn’t let her hold it. He wouldn’t have put it past Dahlia to get a witch to put some contagion spell on the letter to hurt Ophelia. He wasn’t taking the chance that she did.

What ever he was trying to hide wasn’t working. There was too much messed up with all of this in a matter of seconds for something not to be wrong. “What is that.” She nods to the paper. The feeling of his grip lingered on her, her body was in shock- he’d never hugged her like that before. He’d never acted like this before.