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romance & relationship headcanons!
i know this topic is a bit overdone, but i wanted to make a more sfw romance & relationship headcanon meme! most if not all of these questions are related to romance and topics that may arise within romantic relationships, but without explicit nsfw topics!
1. what is your muse's sexual/romantic orientation? 2. has your muse been mainly attracted to masculinity, femininity, androgyny, or an even split (between two, many, or all of the options specified)? 3. has your muse been mainly attracted to men, women, non-binary people, another identity not specified, or an even split (between two, many, or all of the options specified)? 4. does your muse find any specific features particularly attractive? 5. what is your muse's ideal first date? 6. would your muse kiss on the first date? 7. where is your muse most sensitive? 8. is your muse a good kisser? are they experienced or inexperienced? 9. is your muse monogamous or polyamorous? would they be interested in a polyamorous relationship? 10. has your muse ever been cheated on? would they ever cheat on their partner(s)? 11. how comfortable is your muse with their appearance and their body? 12. does your muse get flustered easily? how would they typically react to compliments from someone they are interested in/dating? 13. what traits does your muse value in a romantic partner? 14. what traits does your muse want to avoid when it comes to choosing a romantic partner? 15. how does your muse feel about valentine's day? 16. what is/are your muse's love language(s)? 17. what are some of the signs that your muse shows their care/love without saying they love/care about their partner? 18. how does your muse feel about marriage? would they ever want to get married? 19. how many serious relationships has your muse been in? are they experienced or inexperienced when it comes to dating? 20. how does your muse feel about public displays of affection? would they engage in them? 21. is your muse more flirtatious or shy, or does it depend on the context? 22. does your muse tend to take on a more dominant or submissive role in the relationship, or does it vary based on circumstance? 23. would your muse be good at recognizing their partner's needs right away, or would it take some time? 24. is your muse proactive in communication with their partner(s), or is this something they need to work on? 25. does love and romance mean a lot to your muse? do they seek it constantly or let it come when it does? 26. is your muse more likely to be loud and proud about being in a relationship, or are they more quiet about it at first and open up about it over time? 27. is your muse more confident or shy when it comes to approaching someone they like? 28. would it bother your muse if they had differing interests from their partner(s), or would they delight in it? 29. how important is having (a) physically attractive partner(s) to your muse? 30. would your muse ever be in an open/non-exclusive relationship? would it make them insecure, or would they be open to trying it? 31. does your muse develop crushes easily? would they be open about it to a friend or keep it to themselves? 32. does your muse have an ideal "type"?
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DON’T BE SHY, SEND MY MUSE SOME NOSEY ANONS!
ASK ABOUT PEOPLE IN THEIR LIVES, ABOUT THEIR LIKES AND DISLIKES, WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT CERTAIN THINGS, ANYTHING YOU WANT! HIT ME UP WITH QUESTIONS!
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crucial muse development questions. send a number in my inbox to find out more about my character as a person ( because often, the most important things about character development have nothing to do with their shoe size or netflix queue ).
what would completely break your character?
what was the best thing in your character’s life?
what was the worst thing in your character’s life?
what seemingly insignificant memories stuck with your character?
does your character work so they can support their hobbies or use their hobbies as a way of filling up the time they aren’t working?
what is your character reluctant to tell people?
how does your character feel about sex?
how many friends does your character have?
how many friends does your character want?
what would your character make a scene in public about?
for what would your character give their life?
what are your character’s major flaws?
what does your character pretend or try to care about?
how does the image your character tries to project differ from the image they actually project?
what is your character afraid of?
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Ophelia: y'know fi, you can just say you think i'm wrong Ophelia: i won't be offended, promise!! Opehlia: it's been a lot of work, but i'm enjoying myself. hbu?
Fiona: i value your opinion, i do Fiona: but.... i think i'm gonna go with the belt Fiona: anyway! how have you been? what are you up to?
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10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU (1999) dir. Gil Junger
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iMessage 📲 Fiona Moore
Ophelia: Definitely without the belt Ophelia: It's lovely... but it takes away from the outfit imo
iMessage 📲 Ophelia Woods
Fiona: [sends two full-body mirror photos] Fiona: belt or no belt?
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Ophelia listened intently, nodding her head at appropriate times. "Oh, that must've been hard," she mused, tone sympathetic. "I'd recommend bouquets. Were there any specific colours that you wanted for either? Perhaps a favourite colour?" The questions she realised were coming hard and fast, which was not her intention. Her passion sometimes left her mouth running faster than her brain could keep up. "I'm sorry," her words were soft, as was the smile that accompanied them. "It's probably a little much all at the same time. I'll try to relinquish my enthusiasm."
as someone in the music industry, elaine was no stranger to the florists in austin but as a connoiseur of the finer things in life, she found herself becoming a regular ( if one could even do so at a flower shop ) at groovy garden for their fresh flowers and the sweet girl that always greeted each customer with a smile, no matter the hour. she had been on an early morning jog when she saw the lights flicker on in the shop and now, on her way back to the townhouse, she decided to take a peek inside, returning the greeting with a small smile of her own. ❝ you're open early today. ❞ she remarked, taking a step into the cool shop. ❝ i need two arrangements ... or bouquets, you tell me what is better. one is to congratulate someone and the other is offering condolences. no one died, they just got rejected from one of the competition shows and i wanted something pretty to cheer them up. ❞
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NEW GIRL ( 2011 - 2018 ) ↳ season 1 episode 22
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FRIENDS (1994 - 2004) 10.02 The One Where Ross is Fine
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Ophelia was never one to turn down an invitation for a wild night. She'd worked hard and truly believed in partying harder. Burnout was something that she'd wanted to avoid entirely, though she loved her job and couldn't picture doing anything else; breaks were needed and encouraged. "You're on," she smiled, ensuring to make a note of it in her phone's calendar. "What time tonight? I've got a few errands to run, but other than that. I'm completely free."
OPEN STARTER / LOCATION: town kitchen (@atxstarters)
"sooo, here's what i'm thinkin', we should go out, out tonight" farrah says to the other, "don't give me any crappy excuses". she takes a sip from her milkshake, all she'd been doing lately was work, farrah needed the change, "you've got work tomorrow? call in sick! you're going on a date? bring them along. we're doing this properly...".
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location: groovy garden tagging: @atxstarters
Her parents had always insisted that professionalism was a key part of any job, regardless of how big or small the role that you played was. Which, is how most days Ophelia found herself opening the flower shop before hours. She busied herself with arranging bouquets. There was no point in trying to sell flowers if they didn't look pretty. That was until she heard the faint sound of a bell, a customer. Cherry disposition on full display, she made her way to the counter. Customer service was one thing the blonde excelled at. "Welcome to Groovy Garden, how can I help?"
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Ranking the F•R•I•E•N•D•S (as voted by my followers): #1 — Rachel Greene ↳ Oh, it’s so typical: “Ooh, I’m a man. Ooh, I have a penis. Ooh, I have to win money to exert my power over women.”
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・。 [ aimee lou wood. ciswoman. she/her] - ophelia wood was blasting girl i’ve always been by olivia rodrigo on the sidewalk in austin today . according to other atx residents , the twenty-six year old florist at groovy garden has been given a reputation of being mpressionable , but also empathetic. [ scrunchie secured tightly around one’s wrist; the squeak of a new pair of sneakers against a gym floor; smiles that don’t quite reach the eyes but ooze kindness ]
trigger warnings: teenage pregnancy, adoption
Ophelia was born to teenage parents, too scared to properly commit to being just that. Instead, as soon as she's born, her biological mother places a kiss on her forehead before placing her up for adoption. Sometimes, if she close her eyes just long enough she swears she can see her face; blue eyes and blonde hair that she would come to match years later. Scared, with tear stains marking the otherwise rosy bloom of her cheeks. She never knows what your biological father looks like, but you imagine him being handsome. Comforting her mother with a smile, a hug… a joke. The image of naive teenagers in love, wondering how they got into this position.
Her story really begins on a hot summer’s day in July. A two year old with chubby cheeks, blonde pigtails and a smile that never fails to be reciprocated. The older kids are running around, making her feel dizzy. Her little legs carried you far, but they weren’t quite as speedy. Instead, she sits on Mrs. Bates’ lap, being read her favorite story; Rapunzel. A tale of a princess locked in a tower with gorgeous long blonde hair. Hair that matched her own. “You’re going to have a new mommy and daddy soon.” She tells her after the story, she's confused. She's heard stories from the older children about their various mommies and daddies, but they were here. Did that mean she’d come back here too, after a brief stay?
A week later, as promised, her new mommy and daddy arrived. Mrs. Bates made sure that she looked her very best. Dressed in her favorite pink dungarees, hair in two pigtails. She held her hand as she made her way down to the reception area to meet them. Eyes weary, slightly frightened by the idea that she’d be leaving all she’d ever known. The comfort of Mrs. Bates and the routine she’d come to find herself in. As soon as she sees them though, it all just makes sense. Comforting smiles, a feeling of safety that extended beyond what she’d known. “I hear you like stories?” Mrs. Wood asks, she nods, trying to shake the nerves. “I have this one. It's about a little girl and three bears, would you like to read it with us?” She bobs her head excitedly. Letting go of Mrs. Bates hand, as she rushed over.
The day that she came home for the first time is still one that sticks out vividly in her mind. She’d never really known what luxury was, the clothes that she had were the only sense of new that she had understood. Her pink dungarees being the most prized of all, obviously. Even her beloved Rapunzel story book had been with the orphanage for well over the two years that she was there. Mrs. Bates had insisted that she took it with her as a reminder of all the friends she made; including her, at your first ever home. A shared bedroom was replaced with her very own pink palace. With pink bed sheets, pink wallpaper, even a small pink tv. Undoubtedly the biggest shock was meeting her siblings; she’d lived with other children at the home, but having her own siblings… was a shock to the system. A nice shock to the system, but a shock nonetheless. Hugging had been a rare thing back in the home, but, she took to quickly appreciating each hug that she received, whether from her mommy and daddy or her brothers and sisters.
For a few years, she was able to play and explore the hotel that you lived in. Finding new hiding places, eating new foods; rushing around with her siblings. Then, it was time to start kindergarten, she was excited. While she had grown accustomed to the new life she was living, she missed meeting new children. Asking them innocently if they wanted to be her friend and holding hands for the rest of the day, just because. School was where she thrived, from the moment that she stepped foot into the building for her first day. Her parents encouraged her entire educational career to push herself, ensuring that she attained the best possible grades that she could. Socially, she wasn’t popular, but she wasn’t a loner either. Making friends was easy; like water gliding off of a duck’s back.
Entering into high school, she maintained the grades and expectations that she set for yourself. Though it was a lot of pressure, she knew that in the end it would be worth it. Albeit, there was also a part of her that wondered whether the pressure she put on herself was in part due to the fear she had of being sent back to the orphanage. Of course she knew that, that would never happen… but she’d had direct experiences with kids who had been sent back. Too much for their new families to deal with.
Graduating High School meant trying to decide on a career for herself. Ophelia knew that she wanted to help people, in a small way. She'd always found a certain charm to flowers, too. So applying at the flower shop seemed like the most natural choice in the world. It quickly became a passion and it's what she's been doing since.
STATS Full Name: Ophelia Marie Wood Nickname(s): Lia Sexuality: Heterosexual Birthday: 11th November Star Sign: Scorpio
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