#ophelia ramos

[itspixelatedfaeries]

Another Starlight Accolades, so of course Ophelia had to post her outfit to her Social Bunny account. She didn't win anything, but she did bring along her wife and daughter (who forgot to dress up, oops), and she got a consolation gift later from her wife, so she's still happy.

[likeamothtoalighthouse]

I have a scene in my head for the untitled zombie apocalypse project where Micah and Ophilia get trapped together in some sort of Scenario and have to. like. hash out their differences? That's a terrible way to phrase it but hear me out. I imagine this happens when a group from the orchard goes to Ophilia's lab to try and stop her/save the people shes kidnapped/figure out what is going on, and some part of the lab collapses and they're stuck in a basement (bonus points for on opposite sides of some sort of window/barricade). They're such narrative foils that i think it would be really fascinating, especially because like. Micah isn't the type to hold a grudge. And obviously he hates what ophilia Did but he struggles to hate Her despite what an obviously terrible person she is. i just think they'd have a lot to talk about ??

[evolvingsidekick]

YAGP Phoenix Jan 17–19, 2025

MBA:

Sylvie Win Szyndlar: Solitude (Catherine Lewellen)

Sylvie Win Szyndlar: Magic Within Me (Chantel Aguirre)

Sylvie Win Szyndlar: White Swan (Crystal Huang)

#86 Sylvie Win Szyndlar: La Esmeralda

#107: Sylvie Win Szyndlar: Satanella

#120 Sylvie Win Szyndlar: Graduation Ball

Violet Marti: Interstellar (Rasta Thomas)

#121 Violet Marti: Raymonda

#143 Violet Marti: Talisman

Ophelia Thiem: Swan (Ophelia Thiem)

#129 Ophelia Thiem: Talisman

#150 Ophelia Thiem: Paquita

Ellary Day Szyndlar: Where the Truth is Held (Chantel Aguirre)

Ellary Day Szyndlar: Eternal Struggle (Hanna Brictson)

Ellary Day Szyndlar: Chrysalis (Crystal Huang)

#158 Ellary Day Szyndlar: Medora

#173 Ellary Day Szyndlar: Talisman

#190 Ellary Day Szyndlar: Paquita

Victoria Carrillo: Lost and Never Found (Harrison Stevenson)

Victoria Carrillo: Kolysanka (Jason Coosner)

#165 Victoria Carrillo: Harlequinade

#185 Victoria Carrillo: La Esmeralda

#94 Riley Jones: Paquita

Sasha Ellis: Labyrinth (Brooke Anderson)

#198 Sasha Ellis: Paquita

#236 Sasha Ellis: Kitri Act III

Taylor Cucci: Rispetto (Michael Crawford)

#201 Taylor Cucci: Grand Pas Classique

#239 Taylor Cucci: Three Odalisque

Nikolas Adarmes: Untamed (Leonidas Adarmes)

#243 Nikolas Adarmes: Franz Coppelia

Channing Dennis: Rediscovering (Erina Ueda)

#246 Channing Dennis: Paquita

#279 Channing Dennis: Coppelia

Ella Isaac: Solo (Erina Ueda)

#251 Ella Isaac: La Esmeralda

#284 Ella Isaac: Coppelia

Sabrina Dorsey: Mindscape (Erina Ueda)

#254 Sabrina Dorsey: Raymonda

#287 Sabrina Dorsey: Paquita

Natan Grzybowski: Solo (Myles Lavallee)

#266 Natan Grzybowski: Talisman

#298 Natan Grzybowski: Paquita

#378 Ellary Day Szyndlar, Sylvie Win Szyndlar: Mercy on Me (Jennifer Peterson)

#396 Ellary Day Szyndlar, Natan Grzybowski: Ensemble

#397 Channing Dennis, Felipe Ramos: The Nutcracker Suite PDD

#398 Jake Cohen, Sabrina Dorsey: Le Corsaire PDD

#400 Ophelia Thiem, Raphael Ollert: The Artist's Little Dancer (Ophelia Thiem, Raphael Ollert)

#388 Ellary Day Szyndlar, Natan Grzybowski, Sylvie Win Szyndlar: Ensemble

#381 Channing Dennis, Natan Grzybowski, Sabrina Dorsey: Don Q Excerpts

#389 Aubrey Nieson, Carlo Vela, Emma Sautia, Lily Hennessy, Ruby Stewart, Victoria Carrillo, Violet Marti: Waves Of Change (Harrison Stevenson)

Club dance:

Harper Schwalb: In the Light of the Moon (Jenn Peterson)

Harper Schwalb: Final Waltz (Chelsea Jennings)

#91 Harper Schwalb: La Esmeralda

#115 Harper Schwalb; Raymonda Act 1 Pizzicato

Bella Linman: In the Light of the Moon (Jenn Peterson)

Bella Linman: Fawn (Jenn Peterson)

#117 Bella Linman: Lilac Fairy

#92 Bella Linman: Paquita

Aspen Brandt: Solo (Jenn Peterson)

Tatum Self: Spectrum of Love (Chelsea Jennings)

#88 Tatum Self: Cupid

#113 Tatum Self: Pas D'esclave

Lucia Piedrahita: Heartstrings (Jessie James)

Lucia Piedrahita: Mad Virtuoso (Jordan Pelliteri)

#127 Lucia Piedrahita: Gamzatti

#151 Lucia Piedrahita: Giselle

Libby Johnson: Embers (Avery Stamm, Reina Stamm)

Libby Johnson: Crippled Bird (Jaycee Wilkins)

#130 Libby Johnson: La Fille Mal Gardee

#152 Libby Johnson: Paquita

Ellie Self: Emergence (Brittany Lents)

#167 Ellie Self: Cupid

#187 Ellie Self: Pas D'esclave

Brooklyn Besch: A Dream Discarded (Jenn Peterson)

#169 Brooklyn Besch: Talisman

#189 Brooklyn Besch: Raymonda Act 1 Pizzicato

Larkin:

Maylin Munos: Fading Soul (Mackenzie Larkin)

Maylin Munos: Still (Shelby Feddema)

#122 Maylin Munos: Le Corsaire

#144 Maylin Munos: Coppelia

Neala Murphy: Silent Memory (Mackenzie Larkin)

Neala Murphy: Arms Length (Chelsea Jennings)

#125 Neala Murphy: Cupid

#147 Neala Murphy: La Esmeralda

Elia Cocchiarella: Dreams (Mackenzie Larkin)

#137 Elia Cocchiarella: Flames of Paris

Leah Pribyl: Reflection (Mackenzie Larkin)

Leah Pribyl: My Heart (Shelby Feddema)

#159 Leah Pribyl: Raymonda

#179 Leah Pribyl: Princess Florine

Vera Souvannavong: Loom (Mackenzie Larkin)

Vera Souvannavong: The Light (Mackenzie Larkin)

#161 Vera Souvannavong: Medora

#181 Vera Souvannavong: Cupid

Hailey Turnbull: The Aching (Madison Paulson)

Hailey Turnbull: Unbound Grace (Mackenzie Larkin)

#163 Hailey Turnbull: Medora

#183 Hailey Turnbull: Paquita

[kavalyera]

How many vampire oc's do you have eheh? :P

ohhh thats a lot probably 😭 counting both vampire ocs that are not vtm and im also NOT counting vtm aus of my scp ocs (yeah sorry hearst, ellie, and dr kelley and lillian get outta here)

i have a vtm chronicle in the works right now so to get that out of the way; i have in total of 6 major kindred (vampire) npcs in manila by night that being — alejandra de silva, louisa grace mallari, david ramos, rudy aquino, samuel fernandez and may fernando :)

for my friends’ chronicles and the ocs i play as i have florante, ùlfr, and vivienne peng so 3 here

for my NON-chronicle ocs, i have milena, ellis harmon, alvis thaltcher, romeo portman (4 here)

for vtmb i have a shameless self insert that being ophelia reverie dhdhsh (1 there)

and for my own original works i have vince levesque from my silly dark fantasy story though she’s kinda classified under “demon” more but ehh he has vampiric traits so it counts. and i also have a vampiresona. adding all that together brings me to like about 16 total vampire ocs with 20 if i count my au ocs😭😭

[constanzarte]

Honremos la primer publicación con un personaje shakesperiano icónico en el mundo del arte, Ofelia...

Gertrude "There is a willow grows askaunt the brook, That shows his hoary leaves in the glassy stream, Therewith fantastic garlands did she make Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cull-cold maids do dead men’s fingers call them. There on the pendant boughs her crownet weeds Clamb’ring to hang, an envious sliver broke, When down her weedy trophies and herself Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide, And mermaid-like awhile they bore her up, Which time she chaunted snatches of old lauds, As one incapable of her own distress, Or like a creature native and indued Unto that element. But long it could not be Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, Pull’d the poor wretch from her melodious lay To muddy death."

Gertrudis "Donde hallaréis un sauce que crece a las orillas de ese arroyo, repitiendo en las ondas cristalinas la imagen de sus hojas pálidas. Allí se encaminó, ridículamente coronada de ranúnculos, ortigas, margaritas y luengas flores purpúreas, que entre los sencillos labradores se reconocen bajo una denominación grosera, y las modestas doncellas llaman, dedos de muerto. Llegada que fue, se quitó la guirnalda, y queriendo subir a suspenderla de los pendientes ramos; se troncha un vástago envidioso, y caen al torrente fatal, ella y todos sus adornos rústicos. Las ropas huecas y extendidas la llevaron un rato sobre las aguas, semejante a una sirena, y en tanto iba cantando pedazos de tonadas antiguas, como ignorante de su desgracia, o como criada y nacida en aquel elemento. Pero no era posible que así durarse por mucho espacio. Las vestiduras, pesadas ya con el agua que absorbían la arrebataron a la infeliz; interrumpiendo su canto dulcísimo, la muerte, llena de angustias."

1) John William Waterhouse – Ophelia, 1910

2) John William Waterhouse – Ophelia, 1894

3) Joseph Kirkpatrick – Ophelia, 1896

4) Pascal Dagnan-Bouveret - Ophelia

5) Arthur Hugues - Ophelia

6) Paul Albert Steck – Ophelia, 1895

7) Thomas Francis Dicksee - Ophelia

PARTE 1

[purcextase]

                     ' 𝑌𝑂𝑈𝑅 𝑀𝑂𝑈𝑇𝐻 𝐼𝑆 𝑃𝑂𝐼𝑆𝑂𝑁

    𝑌𝑂𝑈𝑅   𝑀𝑂𝑈𝑇𝐻 𝐼𝑆 𝑊𝐼𝑁𝐸 .  

morgan ophelia lexley, conhecida como molly, foi reclamada por circe como sendo sua há sete anos, quando chegou ao acampamento meio-sangue pela primeira vez. durante esse tempo, ela aprimorou seu carisma e suas habilidades de batalha e seus poderes concedidos pela matriarca e deusa da feiticeiria de transfiguração, mas ainda lida com impulsividade e irresponsabilidade. originária da agitada cena noturna de las vegas, molly foi criada por seu pai hugo lexley um homem irresponsável que a expôs a uma vida noturna decadente. após deixar o acampamento devido a um evento marcante que ainda a persegue, ela assumiu o comando de uma boate, mas agora sente um chamado para retornar e enfrentar não apenas monstros, mas também os fantasmas de seu passado.

BENÇÃO OU MALDIÇÃO: sua melhor amiga morreu durante uma das festanças no acampamento meio sangue, Elsie, então passou a atormentá-la, aparecendo em seus sonhos e até quando estava acordada, em momentos inconvenientes e inapropriados reclamando e soltando anedotas ironicas e irritadas com a situação que estava morta.

ARMA: possui duas pulseiras em formato de ramos negros qua escorrem pelo pulso da garota e se transformam em duas armas sai, adagas pontiagudas com forma de tridente negro com as quais a filha de circe consegue (ou conseguia) lutar aplicando golpes de artes marciais, porém, como desde que deixou o acampamento há cinco anos ela deixou de praticar é bem provavel que suas habilidades estejam um tanto enferrujadas.

HABILIDADE: transfiguração (shape shifter): poder de mudar a forma/aparência de objetos e pessoas por um período de tempo (quanto mais complexo o objeto transmutado menos tempo dura os efeitos de sua modificação e vice versa) inclui também a arte mudar a própria aparência ou partes dela (cabelo, cor dos olhos, rosto) até modificar a aparência para algum animal ou criatura, passo que a feiticeira ainda não domina plenamente.

HEADCANNONS

existe uma diferença gritante na molly que frequentara o acampamento da primeira vez e a que retornou, atualmente a prole de circe parece apenas meio viva, está sempre distraída, as vezes fala consigo mesma, tudo isso tem a ver com o aumento das drogas e com a morte de sua melhor amiga.

após o fechamento do acampamento meio sangue há seis anos, morgan passou a gerenciar um dos clubes de seu pai em vegas, com tema dos anos setenta, altamente inspirado em mamma mia, na era disco, e é claro, na mitologia grega. a carreira de combatente de monstros ficou em segundo plano, evitando sempre que possível, por isso está em completa fora de forma atualmente.

é viciada em diversos tipos de drogas e álcool, abusando dos dois com frequencia ainda maior depois da morte da melhor amiga.

depois da morte de elsie, morgan passou a receber sua companhia espectral com bastante frequencia, infelizmente, apenas ela e alguns com poderes mediunicos ou ligados ao submundo poderiam reparar na presença de elsie que está frequentemente irritada acompanhando a loira como um encosto.

molly sempre está com casacos, de couro com pelos na ponta e nas golas, no modelo anos setenta, ou de pelo sintético, coloridos com cores neon, uma mudança um tanto radical desde a última vez que frequentou o acampamento onde usava majoritariamente vestido bohos brancos, porém, devido o consumo excessivo de intorpecente, ela estava sempre suando, com frio precisando de casacos.

BIOGRAFIA COMPLETA: 

Os anos noventa foram mais do que empolgantes, foram lendários para toda o ramo do entretenimento. as danceterias e vida noturna que vivia seu ápice nos anos oitenta com a era disco pavimentou o terreno perfeito para nascerem os maiores e mais incríveis festivais, festas, shows, programas de TV voltados para o entretenimento. Las Vegas. A cidade do pecado. Onde as bebidas e as drogas eram tão abundantes quanto os grãos de areia do deserto a sua volta. Não havia lugar melhor no mundo para viver a vida de depravação e diversão sem limites. 

Hugo Lexley, o dono de uma casa noturna quase não acreditou na sorte que tinha quando a mulher mais linda que tinha visto entrar em sua boate — ele já havia saído com dúzias de modelos, atrizes famosas, deflorado algumas cantoras teens mas de alguma forma a loira de olhos azuis era marcante de uma forma que ele não sabia explicar, e ele tentaria explicar, por meses, o porque aquela noite tinha sido tão importante mesmo que não conseguisse se lembrar exatamente dos detalhes, por mais que tentasse sua mente continuava anuviada, poderia ter sido as drogas, poderia ter sido a bebida, quem poderia saber? eram os anos 90. 

Um ano depois, quando um bebê de olhos azuis e cabelos loiros como a mulher misteriosa foi deixada em sua cobertura, ninguém sabia como havia parado lá, nem câmeras de segurança tinham conseguido identificar o surgimento do bercinho branco no meio do tapete de couro de zebra.

Passado todos os testes de paternidade, confusões legais e até tentativas de contactar a mulher que ele sequer se lembrava o nome, não haviam dúvidas de que Hugo Lexley, o maior cafageste da costa oeste agora era pai. mas quem dizia que o homem se tornava pai quando via seu bebê nunca esteve tão errado. Hugo não tinha qualquer instinto paterno e apenas gostava da atençaõ que recebia por ter uma criança tão linda no colo, sem se preocupar em ter strippers, cafetões e prostitutas como figuras femininas modelos para a filha que parecia que havia se adaptado muito bem a vida as avessas, sendo uma criatura da noite por natureza. 

O pai era imaturo, ambicioso e um ser humano ruim, mas ela o amava, tinha sentimentos um tanto quanto maternais pelo pai, como se precisasse cuidar dele e não o contrário, por isso, quando fora atraída para o acampamento há oito anos, com dezesseis anos de idade, ela se viu dividida. Não era uma criatura responsável por natureza, mas se preocupava se alguém iria pagar as contas ou se haveria comida além de bebidas na geladeira. 

A presença de monstros, no entanto, pareciam um motivo muito bom para ficar. lidar com eles em plena The Strip a noite seria péssimo pros negócios do pai e ela decidiu que seria melhor tornar o lugar seu novo lar.. Logo movimentava festas, regadas a bebidas contrabandeadas (que por algum motivo o pai não achava anti pedagógico sua filha pedir regularmente antes da idade legal) e drogas, principalmente LSD, Êxtase, algo que logo ela entendeu ser um traço de sua mãe. o apelido de Molly, tanto pelas drogas quanto pela raiz de moli que derrotou sua mãe, foi um apelido que simplesmente pegou. 

Até que toda a alegria terminou em desastre que ela jamais iria esquecer e a assim que completou dezoito anos abandonou o acampamento e voltou para Vegas. 

assumiu uma das boates do pai, gerenciando o lugar, voltando a rotina quase vampírica de outrora, só parando de trabalhar (e farrear) quando era de manhã. a vida de caçadora de monstros parecia ter ficado para trás, como um sonho ou um pesadelo esquecido, até que recentemente, sentiu que precisava voltar, foi difícil entender o chamado, mas quando o fez, ficou ainda mais dificil obedecer, já que havia jurado nunca mais voltar ali, mas ficou claro que algo estava errado. talvez sua volta para o acampamento meio sangue fosse mesmo inevitável e isso era o que ela mais temia, não pelos monstros, mas pelos fantasmas de seu passado que pareciam ansiosos para prestas as boas vindas.

[catchthecatwithahat]

HELLOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

My name is Alien. Aka alienoturn aka catchthecatwithahat

My main account is @alienoturn *

ALSO!!! I suggest you follow me on my main account instead of this one!!!

↑ I post about dislyte and yeah

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I HAVE A LOT OF OCS OK

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More info ↓

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Now

All my ocs (yeah, a lot)

“Haru” Harumi Suzuki

Isaac Suzuki

“Black” / Keith Miller da silva

Flávia Miller da Silva

Yuki Suzuki

“Larry”/Thiago Larryson oliveira

Mary Wagner

Zênia Yamamoto

Karin Caccini

Kiya

Anthony Gonzalez

Clarissa Castello

Ophelia

Rosemary Pariz

Franz Moreau

Willy Hall

Charlie Wagner

Nathan

Harley de Azevedo

Octavia Campos

Elliot Alves

Zayn Yamamoto

Min Parker

Misha Parker

Vitor de Souza

Karl Andrade

Rosette

Marcelo Barros

Yaku Suzuki

Rhea Flores

“Alex”/Alexandre Ponce

Nicolas Almeida/Oliveira Wagner

Pietra/ Oliveira Wagner

Milo Smith

Marce Carvalho

Malala

Yen Torres

Kit Neves

William Lima

Linn Diaz

Ophior

Fangirl/ Kat Neves

Tereza Lima

Queren Smith

Psiquê Ramos

Eros Dias

Bóris Ivanov

Cassandra Walker

“Yumi” Ayumi Ponce

Sakura Yamamoto

Lu /Luciana

(Pets ↓)

Pituco / beer

Eclipse

Crânio

Lírio

Rubinho / rubi

Fúria

Princesa /Princess

Ellora Brown

Félix Valle

Aáron Rocha

Artemis Batista

João Batista

Gray Coelho/bloodthirsty/sanguinária

Catherine Lange/Foxglove

Xaviera Barbosa/Dama-da-Noite

James Castro/ Oleander

Jimmy Castro/ Clematis

Dominique Moretti/ Lantana

“Mel” Melanie Zaghetti

Hyunjin Jeong

Da-hae Lee

Ji-Yeon Ryu

Eun-ji Yoon

Thalles de Souza

Benjamin Lincoln

Úrsula Cardoso

Ataz

Willow Cesar

João de Souza

Dolores

Winter Marino

Seito Nishiyama

“Mi”/Michelle dos Santos

Zetsu Menezes

Koda Teruel

Ruivinho Smith

Mike Oliveira

Layla de Sousa

“Dark”/ Derick Moratto

Lustin Valentin

Sophie Abreu

Sasha Korhonen

Konstantin Järvinen

Genisis Nieminen

Akemi Homiaki

Morganna Martins

Non Martins

Alastair Martins

Matt Castello

Dr. Castello // Paulo Castello

Dra. Sousa // Grace Sousa

Dra. Castello // Carla Castello

Misaki-chan // Misaki Castello

M4RT-4

“Pedrinho” Pedro da Silva

Olivier Laurent

Tainá de Souza

“Miss purple”/ Charlotte García

“Alien boy”/ Scott Morais

“acid dog”/ Dênis Braga

Cupido Britto

Valentin Cruz

Lovellen de Jesus

Erick Flores

Amon Ahmed

José Souza

Nataniel

Lavastian Dutra

Theo/Theodore

Rafaela Almeida

Pompom

Aeneas

(I'm dead. I didn't remember it was THAT MUCH)

Well, thats it 😭

Byeeeeeeee

[irismuses]

━━━━━━━━━━━━ você ouviu a nova fofoca da cidade? me contaram que a beatrice ophelia montgomery está de volta, aquela que parece com a dua lipa! ela tem vinte e oito anos e agora é oficialmente uma engenheira de produção! ah, eu quase me esqueci que ela é uma escorpiana nata, mas isso não passa de superstição da minha parte.

a união entre professores de literatura inglesa e também escritores amadores, deu origem à beatrice, que cresceu cercada pelas estantes abarrotadas de romances e tantos livros quanto os pais conseguissem comprar para abastecer a biblioteca da casa. a maioria dos programas familiares envolvia uma noite de leitura ou de jogos ao redor da mesa de centro da sala;

além da paixão pela educação, a profissão dos pais foi responsável por conceder à beatrice a oportunidade de estudar nos melhores colégios da cidade, bem como a convivência com pessoas de situações financeiras astronômicas em comparação à sua. durante toda a sua vida acadêmica, aproveitou para se envolver com tantas atividades extracurriculares quanto era possível, pensando em ser aceita em uma boa universidade com bolsa;

embora a literatura tenha sido predominante em sua casa, foram os números que chamaram a sua atenção desde pequena e a bolsa de estudos em engenharia foi a realização de um sonho, especialmente porque a tirou da cidade em que nasceu e cresceu por alguns anos;

durante toda a sua carreira, o talento esteve alinhado ao seu networking, já que as escolas que frequentava a colocou em contato com famílias de ramos variados. os melhores anos de estágio, no entanto, foram na harvest & flavor, empresa em que foi efetivada.

curiosidades ━━━━━━━━━━━━

teve um único namorado oficial, com quem namorou durante todo o seu colegial e também foi noiva enquanto cursavam a faculdade. alguns meses após a formatura na graduação, o noivado chegou ao fim pela descoberta de uma traição por parte do noivo. com vestido comprado e vários preparativos para o grande dia, beatrice não voltou a demonstrar interesse em se aventurar no campo romântico;

apesar de culpar a traição pelo término, o relacionamento sempre foi conturbado e a diferença econômica causava transtornos desde o início. por isso, sempre ajuda a sua melhor amiga a escapar dos pretendentes escolhidos pelos pais dela, já que deseja vê-la casar por amor;

personalidade ━━━━━━━━━━━━

seus amigos certamente diriam que é dona de uma ferocidade invejável, o que se traduz como a sua maior qualidade e também o pior defeito. sempre leal aos seus amigos e às suas próprias convicções, há uma determinação incrível em tudo que se propõe a fazer. gosta de estar rodeada por pessoas, razão pela qual expõe toda a sua simpatia por onde passa. apesar disso, é bastante reclusa com os detalhes a respeito da sua vida pessoal.

[thesongofthieves]

Jasmine. Ophelia. Cassidy.

Três palavras, vinte e uma letras e uma dose sincera de arrogância envolvidos na escolha de um nome que, simplesmente, não combinava nem um pouco com quem iria recebê-lo. James o detestava. Não pelo modo como ele soava em si, embora achasse que o apelido tinha uma entonação muito melhor, mas pelo que significava.

Jasmine significava “presente de Deus” ou, nesse caso, “do deus”, com letra minúscula. O que era no mínimo contraditório, já que a mãe sempre deixou claro que não a via como um presente. Supôs que era isso que ela imaginara, quando engravidou de Hermes: ascender ao Olimpo e ser aclamada como uma divindade. Há quem diga que era uma esperança trágica, mas James preferia chamar aquilo de delírio. Os deuses nem mesmo pagam pensão, quem dirá algo a mais!

Cassidy era um nome de família de descendência irlandesa, apesar de nenhum de seus parentes (ao menos os vivos e mortais) ter nascido lá. Significava “os espertos”, o que era um pouco prepotente, mas nenhum deles tinha culpa daquilo. Os Cassidy desse ramo familiar em específico descendiam de Butch, o infame ladrão de bancos. Desde que chegou ao acampamento, a semideusa se perguntava se isso tinha algo a ver com o envolvimento dos pais, apesar de ter achado de primeira que tivesse sido relacionado ao fato de os dois espalharem notícias ao mundo (sua mãe era âncora de jornal).

Mas era o nome do meio que a irritava completamente. Era bonito, até, e James gostava da heroína de Hamlet. Porém a semidivina não conseguia suportar o narcisismo da coisa. Porque Ophelia pensava tão bem de si mesma que havia adicionado ao nome da filha… o próprio.

Durante a maior parte da infância, Jasmine sentia-se pequena sob o olhar julgador da mãe, pedaços de si sendo lascados e empilhados no centro da sala de estar da mansão, subjugados por poeira e detritos. Seu sangue aos poucos tomando um aspecto de cimento molhado, prendendo-a no lugar. Em seu estômago, um buraco continha a esperança que era forçada a abandonar como um poço sem fundo. Ophelia, em algum lugar, estava esculpindo o contorno de seu corpo. Ela lhe dava uma cabeça erguida, omoplatas que se tocam e uma coluna que se alonga. Formava ouvidos que escutam de maneira atenta, uma boca com uma língua afiada o suficiente para suportar o peso de sua voz e olhos grandes que pudessem olhar nas entrelinhas. Lá estava ela, esculpindo e refinando, moldando as bordas de uma garota que cada vez mais estavam manchadas pela cor da tristeza — para a imagem que ela mesma sempre quis ser.

Foi assim que virou James. Uma palavra, cinco letras e uma dose de rebeldia que reverberava nas sílabas. De significado “suplantar”: exceder e superar. Porém, talvez o mais importante, causador de uma impressionante fúria materna.

[pcssicnfruits]

tag dump no. 1

[itspixelatedfaeries]

A lovely mother-daughter moment is soured by the fact that Ophelia can't keep her hands off pretty ladies.

[tokyonarjtas]

hi ignore this im trying something

[angelily-vine]

Nevermore's Starlight

Wednesday Fanfic x OC (Aria Amor)

A/N -- First posting any of my writing!! Kinda nervous. I also wrote this like two months ago. Anywho, I hope you all enjoy! Please don't be too mean with any criticism...

And a special shoutout to @daydream-cement who unknowingly gave me the courage to post this💞 (does this count as an anon reveal??)

Also, there are a few words that are in Tagalog. Anak means daughter, son, or child and Nay means mother/mom! And this is set in the year 1987.

Summary: It's the start of the new school year and Aria isn't too thrilled about it. Her first night at Nevermore was no less than odd. At least, in her opinion.

“The First Day of the First Year”

“Oh, Nevermore, how I’ve missed you so!” My mother gasps, engulfed by nostalgia as we enter the gates of the cynical school.

“Now, anak, are you ready to attend the utmost prestigious school for outcasts?” 

I give her a stare. There wasn’t a need for her to ask, already knowing what I felt about attending the renowned school. My mother sighs in defeat at the failed attempt to converse. 

William parks the car at the entrance and walked out to open our doors. 

“Thank you, dear.”

We walk into the school, greeted by a woman with honey-brown skin, wearing a black top paired with a pencil skirt, and her hair in a half-do. She towers over my mother with what’s meant to be a welcoming smile. My mother returned the smile.

“Welcome to Nevermore Academy. I am principal Ramos,” She turns, motioning her hand toward a table. “That is where you will pick up your schedule. Each grade has a stack, all you need to do is find the schedule with your name on it. And afterward, you may ask any faculty or student for any assistance to find where you need to go.”

My mother and I walk up to the table. As she finds my schedule, I look around.

There are numerous people everywhere, all sorts of them. Parents, new upcoming students, students returning for another year, or alumni. A wide variety of outcasts all in one place. From a werewolf to a siren, or a witch to a shapeshifter. This school was considerably more diverse than my last. I’ll give it that.

Once my nay found my schedule, which wasn’t very hard, as our last name is Amor, we were on our way toward the dorms. 

As we walked through the hallways, turning on corners, and walking up a number of stairs, she told me her stories of when she was a student at Nevermore. 

She would always talk about her time here as it is the best part of her life, aside from when she got married and when she adopted my siblings and me. She usually says that it’s the best because of all the crazy experiences she had here and all of the activities and festivities she participated in. Nonetheless, the true reason behind her love for her time at Nevermore was that this was where she met my father, Angelo. 

They were the high school sweethearts that everyone was rooting for, so there was no surprise when they announced their engagement at their sixth annual reunion. 

Mama would always love to tell me their love story. They met on the first day of Freshman year, and they bonded over the fact that they were both Filipino. Connecting over the fact that they hadn’t met anyone with the same ethnic background beforehand. That was also how they became friends with my biological parents. 

Ironic. Four full Filipinos in one place, same grade, first time seeing another Filipino in their area.

After what seemed like a multitude of narratives, we arrive at Ophelia Hall, alongside a small group of other students and parents. 

There, we are greeted by another woman with very voluminous, curly hair and a cheeky smile. 

“Hello, hello! My name is Maia Caddel. You may call me Ms.Caddel. I will be your dorm mom! On this table is a chart showing which dorm you’re assigned to.”

Aria Amor – Dorm 240

Upon arriving at the dorm, my mother gets teary-eyed.

“Mama,” I say, not particularly in the mood to put up with her sappiness.

“I know, I know. Wait until after I get in the car.” She mutters, taking a deep breath as I open the doors.

The room is relatively large, with an extensive window, the light hitting the wooden walls and floor.  In it was a blonde girl who appeared to be unpacking boxes and bags with her bed already made.

“Hi!” She welcomes us with a cheery smile.

“Why, hello!” My mother replies with a smile, placing down my luggage.

I turn to my mother and she turns to me.

“I suppose you wish for me to leave now.” I nod.

My mother smiled softly at me and placed a hand on my cheek, kissing my forehead.

“I hope you the best here, anak. I’ll see you soon, okay?” She whispers as she pulls away from me, cupping my face. “I love you.”

Mentally, I say it back. Physically, I nod.

As my mama walks away, I turn back to the room and the blonde.

“I suppose you’re my roommate.” 

She hummed in response, placing down her lamp and walking up to me.

“My name is Lillian,” She greets herself, reaching her hand out for a handshake. “It’s lovely to meet you, roomie!”

I stare at her hand and then look back up at her. 

“I’m guessing that you aren’t the outgoing type.” She mumbled embarrassingly, her cheeks turning red, looking down.

“My name is Aria Amor. It’s pleasant to meet you.”

I don’t find meeting people pleasant at all, but my mother made me promise to at least make a good first impression on my roommate.

Lillian looks up at me, and a smile graces her lips. I look back at my luggage and boxes and begin to unpack. Lillian went back to the other side of the room to continue her unpacking. 

It didn’t take very long to unload and settle my things down my side of the room. 

First, I began by making my bed and setting up my desk. Afterward, I hung up my clothes in the closet, sorted my shoes on the shoe rack, and left my empty boxes and luggage inside. The last thing I did was set down my toiletries and put up wall decorations, just a few posters, and my Chinese money plant. The final embellishment is the crystal vase I placed at my desk to fill with flowers sooner or later.

Lillian had finished unpacking before I did and was lying on her bed, reading a magazine. When I finalized unpacking, she sat up and looked at me inquisitively.

“What,” I say, continuing to organize my books with my back turned to her.

“Nothing.” 

I sigh and shift to look at her, crossing my arms.

For a moment, we just stare at each other in silence. Surprisingly, I was the one to break the silence.

“Do you know when we’ll be shown where our classes are?” Lillian smiles at the endeavor of conversation.

“It’ll be on August 16, on Sunday. So, tomorrow.”

“So, are we meant to stay cooped up here for the rest of the day?”

“Yes, and no.” Lillian changes her position on the bed, laying on her side and resting her head on her hand. “We’re supposed to go down to the quad for dinner at six.”

I look at the clock on my bedside table to see that it’s only three.

“Do you wanna go and explore the school with me to fill in for the time?” 

“No thanks.” 

I sat in my desk chair and turn on my computer.

“What are you doing on there?” She asks.

“Writing.”

“Writing what?”

“A novel.”

Lillian gasps in curiosity and excitement.

“That’s cool! What’s it about?”

“Murder.”

“Oh.”

I’m guessing she was a bit taken aback by the topic because there was yet another juncture of stillness between us. 

“That’s sweet!”

“Mhm.”

As time passed, I was able to finish an additional two and a half chapters of my novel. Lillian passed time by singing and prettying herself up for dinner. 

“Are you not going to get ready for dinner?” She shouted from her bathroom.

There wasn’t much I was going to do. Just a diminutive wardrobe change into another casual, knee-length, black dress.

I glance at the time and see that it is already five-forty. Sighing, I get up from my desk and shut down my computer. 

After putting on my dress, I brush out my hair and put on a black headband, leaving my curtain bangs out. Topping off my look, I put on my favorite pair of diamond earrings. 

All of this merely took about ten minutes. Perhaps less than that. 

“Are you attempting to fabricate some sort of potion in there or something? It’s been an hour and a half, yet you still aren’t finished.” I call out while I sit and wait for her on the edge of my bed.

“Well, first of all, I am not a witch. I am a werewolf. Second of all, we are having dinner with the entire school tonight. I want to make a good impression.” She sighs, “Physically at least.” 

And with that, we spent the remaining time we had before leaving for dinner in silence. The only sound you could hear were the sounds of my typing and Lillian’s humming as she finished up with her hair. 

I would never admit it, but I am rather content with who my roommate is. She doesn’t talk my ears off and the silence between us is comforting. The constant silence was relatively odd, however. I’m quite used to the loud noises and disturbances from my two younger siblings, Talia and Joshua. 

Just as I was finishing up the last sentence of my third chapter, there was a knock on the door.

“Come now, girls. It’s time for dinner!” Ms. Caddel calls for us with excitement.

As we arrived at the school quad, there were long tables around the square. Some held the meals and others were for us students and teachers to eat at. There were so many of us, some had to move in the picnic tables and chairs. The delicious aroma of all kinds of foods surrounded us.

While in line for the food, a student I had seen before caught my eye. Her hair was as white as snow, pinned up in a sophisticated coif, and she wore a minimalist dress. She also towered over a few other students. She seemed my height, maybe about 5’10. 

She was quite stunning.

Her smile only added to her beauty. 

“Aria,” I guess I had been staring a bit longer than anticipated, seeing as the line moved up a bit and I hadn’t realized. 

Lillian smirked as she put a few grapes on her second plate.

“Who is it you’re looking at?” She asked slyly.

“No one of your concern.”

Lillian continues to look around the quad while we walk up to a table with other members from Ophelia hall. I’m guessing she found her target when a pleased smile appeared on her olive-toned face. 

“Is it the pretty white girl with the muted yellow dress and pinned-up hair?” She asked with pride.

That was rather descriptive.

“It is!” She squealed, sitting down at the table next to me. 

I turn to look at her with a straight face, mentally telling her that the reaction was unnecessary and chafing.

She giggled and muttered a ‘sorry’ before she chowed down on her food. And just as I was about to do so myself, the particular white-haired girl sat in front of me, along with a raven-haired girl taking the seat beside her. She smiled and gave a quiet ‘hello’ before she began to eat, her companion who was dressed in all black, gave a simple smile.

I genuinely believe that my heart skipped a beat. 

No reason as to why, though.

Lillian gave me a side-eye paired with a smirk and continued on with her meal. 

“Welcome and welcome back to Nevermore Academy!” Principal Ramos announces over a mic with a bright smile. The students and staff members applaud and cheer. 

“Before I allow you all to continue to feast, I have a few announcements to make,” She clears her throat before continuing. 

“First off, for our new coming outcasts, we will have upperclassmen show you your way around the school and your class schedules tomorrow afternoon. All students are permitted to wander around campus throughout the day to pass time. Unless you are permitted to, you may not set foot off campus or near Crackstone’s crypt. Secondly, clubs will begin on the second week of school, so please utilize that time to decide which extracurriculars you wish to join. And lastly, on behalf of the school faculty and myself, I wish you all the best year and hope that you enjoy your time here at Nevermore Academy.”

Once again, there was a big applause and several students were hollering in celebration of the new school year.  Once they all calmed down, everyone went straight to discussing their new plans, telling their new stories, and sharing gossip throughout their meal. 

For most of the dinner, I silently ate my meal while Lillian talked to me about her plans for the new school year, as did the others around us. Lillian also made a few acquaintances throughout the meal.

I couldn’t help but steal a few glances up at the two girls who sat in front of me. They were very stunning, and their voices were smooth and profound. I could honestly listen to them talk and whisper for hours to no end.

“I saw a flute case resting by your desk,” Lillian concedes, catching my attention, and unknowingly catching their attention, “Are you joining the school’s band, or is it just for your own enjoyment?”

I think about it for a bit. My mother did tell me about how great Nevermore’s band was.

“Possibly.”

“You should. I bet you’re an excellent flutist!” She pauses for a moment. “That’s a word right?”

A small chuckle comes from the white-haired girl and a small smile creeps onto my face.

“Yes, dear, it is a word,” I reply, not looking up from my food.

“Oh, good.” Lillian sighs in relief. “That would’ve been incredibly embarrassing if it wasn’t.”

Throughout the rest of our time at dinner, the white-haired girl and Lillian talked on numerous subjects. From what classes they were excited to attend to their entire life goals. Meanwhile, the raven-haired girl and I stayed predominantly silent and content, only butting in when asked a question or had a comment on something.

When we all returned to our dorms, Lillian wouldn’t stop smirking at me.

“What is it this time, Lillian?” I questioned, irritated.

“I saw the little sneak peeks you made at them.” She hummed, closing the door behind her.

I rolled my eyes at her.

“If you’re gay, I totally support you.”

“Excuse me?” I blurt, a bit taken aback by the sudden statement.

“They’re hot.”

“Lillian.”

“Yes, dear?” 

“Shut. Up.” 

“So you are gay!”

“Lillian.” She laughed and flopped onto her bed, hugging one of her many stuffed animals.

“I’m only joking. I wouldn’t assume someone’s sexuality or preferences just by the way they look at someone. That would be disrespectful. Either way, I don’t care if you’re gay or not or how you present yourself.”

I walk into my closet and close the doors to change into my sleepwear. For a moment, there was a peaceful quiet.

“Are you actually-”

“Lillian.” She laughs again.

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop.”

Before finally settling down for a good night’s rest, I stop and scrutinize myself through the bathroom mirror. Looking down at the heart-shaped locket resting between my collarbones.

“Whatever you do, under no circumstance, must you ever take this locket off. Do you hear me, anak?” My mother says in a stern yet soft voice as she clasped the necklace around my neck.

“Yes ma’am.”

The memory of when my mother gave me the locket and the story behind it brought a strange feeling of nostalgia and discomfort. The feeling caused me to involuntarily fidget with the necklace.

I stretch my neck side to side as I sit on the edge of my bed, taking a few deep breaths in. Consumed by relief, I lay down and tuck myself in, hugging a pillow as I drift asleep.

[mrllaine]

Yesterday evening I managed to play another game of Malifaux 2nd edition, what a great game it is! I was playing 35 ss of gremlins in the form of the stock Ophelia crew, my opponent played arcanists with ramos, joss, willy, electrical creation and a winter acolyte. We had to end the game at the end of turn three because it was late. I was surprised on how much work gremlins can do and by the mobility tricks Ophelia has access to, I managed to kill everyrhing apart from ramos and the summoned spiderlings without forgetting completely about the main objective, yaaay!!!

[yourdailyqueer]

Hey, I was wondering if you could offer any queer YouTube rs to watch other than Mac and Miles. Thank you!

I don’t follow a lot of queer Youtubers but check out the following below. Do note a lot of drag artists from Drag Race are listed because they have Youtube channels now. Be aware these are only the Youtubers that have been posted and not ones in queue or drafts.

Transgender

Charlie Christina Martin

Elena Genevinne

Michelle Hendley

Harrison Browne

Ophelia Pastrana

Miles McKenna

Schuyler Bailar

Emma Ellingsen

Narcissa Wright

Jazz Jennings

Kovu Kingsrod

Gigi Gorgeous

Aaron Ansuini

Elliot Fletcher

Corey Maison 

Angela Vanity

Ryan Cassata

Nicole Ramos

Nikita Dragun

Skylar Kergil

Natalie Wynn

Jamie Raines

Kdin Jenzen

Siri Lehland

Trinity Anne

Laith Ashley

Stef Sanjati

Sam Collins

Kat Blaque

Alex Bertie

Mila Jam

Non binary

Sebastian Columbine

Shiva Raichandani

Kaitlyn Alexander

Chandler Wilson

Brendan Jordan

Thomas Halbert

Madison Paige

Jake Edwards

Annie Segarra

Chris Crocker

Milo Stewart

Jazmin Bean

Ash Hardell

Chella Man

Jude Karda

Kevin Ninh

Dani Shay

B. Scott

Queer/fluid

Cameron Deacon - John Deacon from Queen’s son

Jim Sterling

Daniel Howell

Anna Akana

Rowan Ellis

Jeffery Star

Saintraja

Ari Fitz

Pansexual

Scott Hoying

Ty Turner

Gay

Pedro Álvarez - Spanish speaking

Austin and Aaron Rhodes

The Shirtless Violinist

Nina Bo'nina Brown

Eugene Lee Yang

Zander Hodgson

Lucas Cruikshank

Lasizwe Dambuza

Michael Buckley

Greyson Chance 

Jaymes Mansfield 

Thomas Sanders

Greyson Chance

Raymond Braun

Reuben Mourad

Michael Pavano 

David K. Smith 

Jordan Doww

Jack Merridew

Tuure Boelius

Matthew Lush 

Bretman Rock

Cameron Cole

Nick Crompton

Ryland Adams

Max Emerson

Bilal Hassani

Garrett Watts 

Robert White 

Elijah Daniel

Manny MUA

Matt Dallas

Idan Matalon 

Joey Graceffa

Isaiah Larkin

James Butler

Mitch Grassi

Bryan Odell

Wayne Goss

Trixie Mattel

Allan Alvarez

Troye Sivan

Pabllo Vittar

Tyler Oakley

Kimora Blac

Craig Dillon

Jack Baran 

Tom Daley

Ben Hunte

Phil Lester

Sam Tsui 

Rich Lux

Kingsley

Lesbian

María José Garzón

Shannon Beveridge

Cassandra Bankson

Dr Sally Le Page

Cammie Scott

Christel Dee

Ingrid Nilsen

Hannah Hart

Rose Dix

Hartbeat

Bisexual

Snow Tha Product

Claire Margaret Corlett

Harris “Harry” Brewis

Rosie Spaughton

Andrea Russett

Shane Dawson

Tana Mongeau

Harmony Nice

Janet Devlin

Mikey Bustos

Nicole Pacent

Daniela Calle

Alex Elmslie

Jessie Paege

Sammy Paul

Bree Essrig

Oliver Thorn - Great for philosophy

Lindsay Ellis

Mark Ferris

Gaby Dunn

Meg Turney

Dodie Clark 

Jon Cozart

Lilly Singh

Elle Mills

Mxmtoon

Snooki

Asexual spectrum

Evan Edinger - He reblogged his post

Julie Sondra Decker

Vesper (QueerAsCat)

Connie Glynn

Yasmin Benoit

Caligo Bastet

Ricky Dillon

Intersex

Amythest Schaber

[lotusplum]

| My first Bachelorette Series! I’ve been holding this off for quite some time but I think I’m ready to bring out my lil precious Ophelia. |

Ophelia Ramos was born and raised in Del Sol Valley! When she was young her mother raised her on her own and they barely had enough money to survive the month. That's when she decided she wanted to be rich and famous, seeing as they had the good life (and all she wanted to do was support her family). Since young Ophelia was a bit timid but for some reason being in front of a camera never bothered her. She starred in her own show and then moved into the big leagues: movies. By age 22 she was an A list actress and bought a mansion for her mother and older sister. Her sister has always supported her from day one and is her Manager currently. Her last relationship was with fellow actor Byron Burns, who broke up with her for a dancer. 

More Facts about Ophelia:

-Loves K-Pop!

-Currently donates to Save the Wildlife 

-Her favorite colors are pale yellow/mustard

-Shes really passionate when it comes to love and will try to get her way if you’re not giving her enough attention 

-Spends hours watching “How to” or DIY videos, loves creating things.

-She loves birds, would birdwatch if she had more time

-She watches TV sometimes, loves cartoons and house flipping shows

-Really wants kids, shes already planned it out. She wants 3 kids, twin boys and a girl. 

- Is very sweet, gentle when you first meet her, compassionate, charismatic and a bit too nice

-Can bond with pets more than people

-Her favorite alcoholic drink is: Mimosa!

This first season of The Bachelorette will take place in sunny Sulani! Ophelia will be choosing 10 contestants to join her inside a lovely beach mansion.

Rules:

- One sim per person, please!

-Ophelia is bi, men and women are both accepted!

-Please make ALL outfits except for Cold Weather and Athletic. (use as much CC as you need)

-For hair please make it MM hairs only! Your clothes can be maxis/ mix/ alpha etc

-Please give a decent background story of your sim and some cute lil fun facts etc

-Make your sim stand out! Ophelia loves uniquness~

-Please tag me/message me when you make your post! (Or use the tag Opheliabc)

- Deadline is Aug. 1st!