ophelia

𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝘩𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔, 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡, 𝑖𝑡’𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝓽 𝓮 𝓮 𝓽 𝓱 ➳♥ 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒗. 𝒔𝒆𝒍. 𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒚 𝒗. ➳♥

[opheliaavery]

Ophelia is... private indie oc, written by vivi. established 2014.

themes: privilege, wealth, grey morality, generational trauma, restlessness, and general wickedness...

guide below:

CARRD COMING SOON!

writer is me, vivi, 30+. hi!

please don't follow if you're under 18, and over 21 would be preferred. blog contains mature themes such as references to family violence which will be tagged. ophelia is best suited to horror/drama/thriller types of settings but i'm flexible.

general guidelines:

don't interact if i don't follow you.

ask me if you need something tagged.

please trim your posts, let me know if you can't.

no vague blogging about people please.

no bigotry will be tolerated, this blog is a safe place for all lgbtqia individuals and marginalised communities.

shipping is fun, let's not force it etc the usual.

a quick look at ophelia:

mid twenties, slight in stature, feline in grace. she has dark hair and grey eyes and always smells lovely. she can be acerbic at times, but knows her manners. she is unreliable and flighty and has the capacity for tenderness and cruelty. she loves to travel to get away from her controlling family so you can find her many places.

[opheliaavery]

important!

darlings, this is just to say that i'm still around and very much intend on continuing threads. right now i only have one reply i owe and two memes.

so if you see this and have been waiting on me, i haven't gotten any notifications or tags etc.

comment if you think i owe and i'll check!

[opheliaavery]

important!

darlings, this is just to say that i'm still around and very much intend on continuing threads. right now i only have one reply i owe and two memes.

so if you see this and have been waiting on me, i haven't gotten any notifications or tags etc.

comment if you think i owe and i'll check!

[opheliaavery]

important!

darlings, this is just to say that i'm still around and very much intend on continuing threads. right now i only have one reply i owe and two memes.

so if you see this and have been waiting on me, i haven't gotten any notifications or tags etc.

comment if you think i owe and i'll check!

[opheliaavery]

important!

darlings, this is just to say that i'm still around and very much intend on continuing threads. right now i only have one reply i owe and two memes.

so if you see this and have been waiting on me, i haven't gotten any notifications or tags etc.

comment if you think i owe and i'll check!

[ohisms]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊.    (  a collection of various  location prompts centered around time & weather.  feel free to adjust as desired.  )

[ 1AM ] the stoop of a brightly lit psychic shop, pondering haven from the rain. [ 2AM ] the [ lobby / room ] of a run-down motel during a tumultuous storm. [ 3AM ] a dark graveyard thick with petrichor, well beyond visiting hours. [ 4AM ] an empty, rusty gas station nearly flooding with rainwater. [ 5AM ] a cabin in the frozen woods, large fire raging under the hearth. [ 6AM ] a bus stop hazily lit by the rising sun, earth smelling of petrichor. [ 7AM ] a crowded coffee shop, patrons in a rush to escape the morning rain. [ 8AM ] a serene camping site overlooking a valley, air humid & fresh. [ 9AM ] a diner smelling of breakfast food as rain patters on the window. [ 10AM ] a walled-in garden full of flowers, just as the afternoon heat sets in. [ 11AM ] an empty public playground, equipment hot from the sun. [ 12PM ] the middle of a sweltering outdoors shopping center. [ 1PM ] the side of the highway after your car breaks down from the heat. [ 2PM ] a bustling farmer's market ripe with produce, unhindered by the rain. [ 3PM ] a city sidewalk gloomy with mist & countless puddles. [ 4PM ] the forested perimeter of a vast lake, cold from snow melt. [ 5PM ] a [ restaurant / diner ], interior lights flickering under a fierce storm. [ 6PM ] a car interior, passengers stuck on a dangerously snowy & dark road. [ 7PM ] an outdoors event as the heat backs off, full of laughter & live music. [ 8PM ] the long queue of a club, impatient patrons stuck in the rain. [ 9PM ] the threshold of an apartment, knocking to be let out of the hailstorm. [ 10PM ] a windy beach past public hours, grains of sand mimicking the stars. [ 11PM ] the backseat of a car parked in the pouring rain on a lonely road. [ 12AM ] a pier on the cold, misty waterfront as fireworks are let off.

[chaotcrphelp]

Send in a 🐚 to collect shells on the beach with my muse.

[ohisms]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊.    (  a collection of various  location prompts centered around time & weather.  feel free to adjust as desired.  )

[ 1AM ] the stoop of a brightly lit psychic shop, pondering haven from the rain. [ 2AM ] the [ lobby / room ] of a run-down motel during a tumultuous storm. [ 3AM ] a dark graveyard thick with petrichor, well beyond visiting hours. [ 4AM ] an empty, rusty gas station nearly flooding with rainwater. [ 5AM ] a cabin in the frozen woods, large fire raging under the hearth. [ 6AM ] a bus stop hazily lit by the rising sun, earth smelling of petrichor. [ 7AM ] a crowded coffee shop, patrons in a rush to escape the morning rain. [ 8AM ] a serene camping site overlooking a valley, air humid & fresh. [ 9AM ] a diner smelling of breakfast food as rain patters on the window. [ 10AM ] a walled-in garden full of flowers, just as the afternoon heat sets in. [ 11AM ] an empty public playground, equipment hot from the sun. [ 12PM ] the middle of a sweltering outdoors shopping center. [ 1PM ] the side of the highway after your car breaks down from the heat. [ 2PM ] a bustling farmer's market ripe with produce, unhindered by the rain. [ 3PM ] a city sidewalk gloomy with mist & countless puddles. [ 4PM ] the forested perimeter of a vast lake, cold from snow melt. [ 5PM ] a [ restaurant / diner ], interior lights flickering under a fierce storm. [ 6PM ] a car interior, passengers stuck on a dangerously snowy & dark road. [ 7PM ] an outdoors event as the heat backs off, full of laughter & live music. [ 8PM ] the long queue of a club, impatient patrons stuck in the rain. [ 9PM ] the threshold of an apartment, knocking to be let out of the hailstorm. [ 10PM ] a windy beach past public hours, grains of sand mimicking the stars. [ 11PM ] the backseat of a car parked in the pouring rain on a lonely road. [ 12AM ] a pier on the cold, misty waterfront as fireworks are let off.

[emliyarmstrong]

JUSTIN KIRK as Prior Walter ANGELS IN AMERICA (2003) · Episode 1 : Bad News

[opheliaavery]

"I’m   not   playing   games   here." / fightfcrged

for @cordycepsfcrged / @fightfcrged

"What makes you think I'm playing?"

Her wicked smile, her nimble mind that loved games. Always trying to provoke him into fun. Ophelia tugged on his sleeve.

"I mean it. You could use some fun. Need it, in fact. What's the point of surviving without it?"

[fightfcrged]

@opheliaavery / continued from [x]

The young woman pauses. What is the answer? Everything, nothing. More than he is capable of and more than she’d ever give. Like the tiny limpet on a sea rock she once saw in a picture book, she has found him and attached herself. Ophelia wants his time and energy, she has an endless hunger for it. She wants to live until earths last dying gasp.

“Let me stay. Just a while longer. That’s what I want from you.” She steps closer, her very existence proving she has a talent for survival, a promise to be useful.

Rough edges, sharp teeth, he is an old and tired wolf that has no patience for the rest of them -- this is the armor and the mask that he has worn so long that he does not know if there is anything else left beneath it any longer.

She is everything he isn't. Young, and eager, boundless energy and sharp eyed, beautiful and still tender despite the callous world and the harsh reality that they both call home. Acerbic tongues, and the desperate, keening need to feel something other than pain -- surely, those are the only things they have in common.

He wanted to push her away, force her out the door of his shitty Boston apartment, into the arms of someone less bitter, less broken. I'm not a violent dog.

I don't know why I bite.

No. That wasn't true, either, was it. He was a violent dog, and he bit, because it was better than being bitten.

"Last I checked, it's still a free country." Ragged, dry and bitter, the humor that coated those words. Free. Nothing about Fedra cities was 'free'. But it was the closest he could bring himself to saying 'stay'. Please stay.

[opheliaavery]

She watched, wary, a little sick from asking because it felt too much like a plea. She knows the kind of people he's seen with and it isn't her. She's too clean, an anomaly, and anomalies are not to be trusted. But she isn't lacking in her own brutality, she can earn her keep.

"I will take that as a yes."

Ophelia stepped closer, put her bag down. She moved quietly, as she always had. The softest steps, barely disturbing the air.

"I thought you were going to say no for a moment."

She gave the impression this was a word she didn't hear often. Not entirely true, the surviving members of her family were firm. Men liked to say yes to her, until the inevitable turn. The key was to leave before the word left their lips, before rough hands had much to say.

"Do you know my family?"

[wantsrev3nge-deactivated2025080]

@opheliaavery has liked for a short starter ♡

Whiskey was poured into her glass. A quietly spoken thanks to the bartender and she's made herself comfortable in her seat. It was a rather quiet atmosphere this late in the night. She enjoyed having an occasional drink. A sigh escaped her. ❝Go ahead.❞ attention turned to Ophelia, Margot's lips quirked up. ❝. . you can tell me.❝

[opheliaavery]

First, a briny gin-soaked olive from her martini, crushed between her teeth. Delicious. The day was long, it had been filled with frustrations.

"Mmm. It's a dull story. Words were exchanged, he didn't like what I had to say." The first time she inconvenienced someone was always a test. How would they react? Usually, they failed. "I'm thinking of going away for a while. Somewhere with forest, a lake maybe. Any recommendations?"

[opheliaavery]

I’m so so sorry I’ve been absent! Health and life stuff smothered the muse. I’ve been thinking of all the writing we do here though!

Please let me know if you think I’ve missed anything and I’ll dedicate time to replies soon!

[opheliaavery]

"  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “ …. Joel / fightfcrged

for @cordycepsfcrged (@fightfcrged)

i'm gonna go with smash. now that would be an interesting pair!

[opheliaavery]

[svmquoderis]

Well, at least she was awake now to suffer alongside our erstwhile (ehhh… well, for the moment erstwhile) killer. He didn’t actually want anything from her, he just wanted to commiserate on their misery.

“What, you rather I lick you? ‘M not gonna lick you.” Gross, Ophelia. Numbers sat beside her. “We can try and convince security that the place is haunted… I don’t wanna smoke you too bad if we race.”

[opheliaavery]

"First of all, you should be so lucky." Ophelia replied, archly. "I mean you could gently shake me. So dramatic."

Secretly, or perhaps not so secretly after all this time, she enjoyed their banter and has even found comfort in it. The pair with near impenetrable facades.

"I suppose so. Are you experienced at staging hauntings? Now that would be a whole revelation about you."

[opheliaavery]