#support: ophelia

[laslow]

[ Zenith ] - A dance invented to celebrate the burgeoning peace recently established between the once feuding kingdoms of Askr and Embla. Long ago, so the story goes, these faraway lands had been meant to work in harmony. One land tasked with the closure of gates, and the other charged with opening them - this dance evokes a history of the back and forth of conflicting duty, eventually culminating in a tranquil hope for a better future.

The dance changes yet again and Ophelia finds herself in the arms of another partner. She looks up and who should it be but her father's boon companion, Laslow! Growing up, she had heard many stories of his exploits with her father, (along with a few he probably didn't want her to know about due to reading that same father's journal), but she had never quite gotten the chance to interact with him much personally! She had always wanted to learn more of her father through his friends, perhaps this was her chance?

"Uncle Laslow! I had not realized you also resided at this school as well! How ar- I mean! How fare thee this fine night?" Another instance of her almost breaking character this night! Perhaps someone cast a hex upon her! Or simply she was just excited to see her father's friends. But the hex idea was so much more exciting! She would be sure to write that idea down!

Oho, another dance he does not know! Shame there's not a dedicated dancing professor at the Academy. For a school full of nobles, you'd think there would be someone here dedicated to refining their ballroom skills.

Maybe--

A familiar voice interrupts his thoughts. He grins, dutifully ignoring her near slip-up. She's grown in the months since he'd last seen her. Blomossed into a young woman free from the trappings of war; with a pang, he hopes his own daughter looks as carefree and mature.

"My, Phelia, doth mine eyes deceive me? Is that you?" Laughter bubbles up his throat. "I fare quite well, thank you! How are you, O fated scion?"

Laslow's arm extends as the dance calls for them to step away from one another--at least, the other dancers are, and Laslow is content to follow along until he knows the steps himself. When they're close enough again, he drops the act. "Your father must be overjoyed!"

[aegisshielded]

❛   hush .   raise  a  finger  in  a  gesture  to  silence  my  muse .

There was silence around the group out on a training exercise and Felix's amber eyes kept scanning the darkness around them, keen to spot anything that might raise suspicion. The group had been tasked with simply keeping watch to prevent any nighttime prowlers from attacking a nearby farmer's livestock. Another group member approached Felix just as there was a rustle from off in the brush by the trees.

Quickly, Felix turned to raise a finger to his own lips--a silent gesture to keep quiet--before he turned back to looking at the tree line on the edge of the farmer's property. When no further noise was made, Felix sighed and stood up straighter, finally acknowledging the other.

"What is it?" he asked bluntly, dark bags under his eyes serving as evidence of the sleepless night for the watchdog student.

[janamensch]

Xantheus just keeps making those decisions huh

[payte]

Stella swam up to the edge of the pool and with a giggle, sent a huge splash Ripp’s way.

Stella: Come in, Ripp! It is too hot out there!

He kicked out a foot, splashing her back.

Ripp: Hey! I’m plenty cool right here watching you. Now, go on and enjoy the pool for me. 

Despite the cool waters surrounding her, Stella’s face heated up. He was watching her swim? Butterflies in her stomach, she had a fleeting whim cross her mind, one that never occured during her whole crush on Johnny. Wouldn’t it be nice if Ripp was her mate - boyfriend?

[slimestack]

ophelia and clarice & miata chibis :)

now available on my ko-fi as stickers!

[taguelbunnyboy]

...Yup. Definitely his kid.

Yarne sighs, hand going through his hair, eyes on the paper.

"That's..."

Yarne wants to explain what he knows about it - which, granted, isn't much.

"I would say it marks you as important, yeah."

But Yarne was a friend. He may accidentally spill a secret or two tonight, but he wouldn't overdo it - he hoped, anyways.

"I... knew him since we were first in battle."

When the Risen first started to prove a nightmare. When the first mass graves had to be dug. When each life was a counter to keep tracked of, when that counter was almost halved day by day...

Yarne shakes his head, grounding himself. No. Bad bunny. You're done with those times - you'll never be in that hell again.

"You could say I've... known him for as long as he's been fighting. Wouldn't be too far off."

Yarne smiles softly, remembering the few good times in the midst of all the pain. Sitting by the flames, heads and voices kept low, just... talking. Discussing the lives they would've had.

"I saved him a couple times, even. You should ask him about those stories."

Rushing into the field, plucking the blond off the battlefield and back to the medical tents... yeah, Yarne wasn't good at battle, back in the day, but he was a good extractor.

[ Sweet Bun Trio ] - A selection of traditional Faerghus pastries, all small enough to be eaten in one delicious bite! The first bun is filled with sweet cream and topped with icing and a candied cherry. The second is a sweet roll filled with almonds, pecans, and dried cranberries and glazed with honey. The third is a bun sliced in half, filled with almond paste and whipped cream, dusted with powdered sugar on top.

Taking a plate of local delicacies, Ophelia makes her way through the crowd, looking for a soul who will share with her. Finding one who looks like the wolfskin or kitsune of her own home continent, she proffers the sweets.

"Would one care to join a heroine in the breaking of bread? A feast of celebration should ne'er be enjoyed alone!" Perhaps she would find herself another student who could tell her of the school and the ones within it. Perhaps even, there were fellow chosen ones much like herself and her father.

"Oh?"

Blonde hair hits his eyes first, then a voice and attitude that follows... and in a blink, Yarne's back to cowering in the fields of war, Risen rising around him. Owain, Cynthia, two of his colleagues, his comrades, his family. It was like the two's personalities mixed - but clearly, more Owain than Cynthia, the heroine talk conflated the two for him.

"I-yeah, yeah, just give me a sec..."

She looked like Owain(Hair colorwise, at least), Sounded like him(ish), and certainly had his air for theatrics. She was... so familiar, yet so different.

"I-I'm sorry, but... do you know someone named Owain? No, no, wait, he goes by Odin now..."

Yarne's jumbled. She's like him. So much like him. But how... how? He didn't have any siblings(That Yarne knew of), no cousins from Emmeryn's side of the family, and Lucina got the blue genes...

"You... kinda remind me of him. We've... been through a lot."

Naga, he was making himself look like an idiot.

Yarne grabbed a tray of his own, sitting down opposite the blonde-haired enigma. What was it with him this ball and blondes causing him to get so jumbled up?

[silkenbow]

ophie <3

[yoikami]

Finally a doctor that won't gaslight me

Pattern by: CholyKnight 🪦✨💜

[chaos-of-the-abyss]

im sorry but i find it funny how you went from tolerating feanorians and those apologists to just straight up admitting your disdain for them. seriously, i feel you on that, because its those type that pushed me away from liking the feanorians, and sadly, it drove me away from liking elrond as well (i know, i'm horrible) because of the many times he's been used as a weapon to shit on elwing or any of her family like y'all i can see the bs from miles away with that

let me tell you anon, i've reached my limit for "everyone can have their own opinion uwu" after the continuous slew of """opinions""" that have zero canon basis and are obviously trying to make the feanorians look better and more moral while simultaneously condemning their literal victims. it is funny too bc like i've said they used to be some of my favorite characters - and i still very much enjoy them as they are in the story - but the refusal of so many of their "fans" to engage with the people they actually are is frustrating and ridiculous. you'd think if you like a character you wouldn't feel the need to sanitize their actions. at that point just write your own original story of misunderstood "forced by circumstance to commit mass murder" tragic heroes, because whichever characters it is you're stanning there, it's not the feanorians

i still do adore elrond (the canon version of him, not the fanon "maglor is my real dad!!11!1! also i hate my parents bc they Abandoned Me" knockoff), but i do steer clear of content that's not from my mutuals lol. like you said some characterization choices are so blatantly just using him as ammunition for their "we want m&m to be elrond and elros' real parents, so we have to make elwing as bad as possible so m&m become better caretakers by comparison despite being the reason elrond and elros no longer have their family, home, and friends" pipeline. it's transparent as hell and especially annoying considering that elwing lost her family and home and was displaced as a toddler thanks to the feanorians' actions. then when they come back and take everything from her a second time you want to vilify her while glorifying them? using her sons who in canon clearly loved and respected her? lmao

[hamletthesanedane]

Horatio would have clapped for my suicide monologue, Ophelia, but you’re just here to dump me. Whore!

[sieglinde-freud]

cannot ever go back to vanilla fates because what do you mean these interactions were not in the real game… why would you do that to me… im thriving right now though actually no one touch me these guys are all so family

[brooklynislandgirl]

I have adulted. Dinner gets made in 3 or 3 and a half hrs and then I have a thing at 6pm that will carry me through til bedtime. Which is sad because the 49ers open Monday Night Football but such is life. I also made a vet appointment for Erik who seems to be having problems with his teeth, he'll be seeing his vet on Friday.

[withasideofshakespeare]

Ophelia: This is my boyfriend, Hamlet. And this is Horatio, Hamlet’s boyfriend.

[lskamil27]

hihi! I've become a huge fan of weeping rosemary, and would like to ask when you're releasing the full game! Aside from that, the game is beautiful and so interesting to me. It reminds me of a few other little rpgmaker games I've played, and it feels really polished and complete! Even if it's just a demo! The ending gave me chills, and I can't wait to find out more! I'll do my best to try supporting your project in the future when I have the financing to do so :)

SOBBING, HOLDING THIS ASK IN MY HANDS,,,, TYSM ANON!!!

I'm so happy that you feel that way about Weeping Rosemary, to see it reminds you of others is such an honor, since the demo was my first time making a game!

As for the release date of the full game!! I am still unsure, but I am going to estimate that it will probably be sometime next year!

Because the demo was very rushed, and now that I'm graduated from uni, I want to take this chance to really flesh out and give the game the detail I feel it deserves, so if life doesn't throw out any curveballs - I would ideally like for the game to be released in May, as a way to celebrate the demo, but it all depends on what happens, since I am working on this game by myself!

Until then, I will try and keep everyone updated on progress & everything! Thank you so much!!

[outofthiisworld]

. ✦ ݁ ˖ @jfouler sent in: ❝ last time i tried to help i just made shit worse. ❞[superhero time letsgooo @ ophelia >:D heres emo guy]

[💜] “Mm. Yeah. Maybe so.” Ooh, Peekaboo. It’s your eloquence that everyone loves so much about you. Still, the phantomime’s signature smile and giggle followed right after she bumped her shoulder against his. Always such a playful one, in or out of costume (but especially in the costume).

But then—POOF! Peekaboo poofed in a shimmer of starlight, only to appear right in front of THE INCARNATION OF TERROR HIMSELF, HORRORS SO UNSPEAKABLE, SO UNFATHOMED!!! … and pinched his cheeks to force a smile on that mug of his.

“You’re a big boy. You should know better than to just give up, silly!”

Ophelia thought she was sooo funny, if all that glee of hers was anything to go off of. Though, in a moment of mercy, her laughter subsided with a softened sigh and she freed his cheeks from her grasp.

“Hey. How bad was it?”

[chosenoneofdusk]

[ Chocolate fountain ] - A seemingly endless fountain of chocolate, accompanied by plenty of biscuits, cakes, and cookies to dip in.

is it just her, or does this girl remind her of someone familiar? either way bernadetta peeks out from underneath the white tablecloth, waiting for an opportunity to be alone with the peculiar chocolate paradise sitting right above her. she waits. and waits. and waits again after that. still nothing. eventually her craving wins out against her anxiety, so a gloved finger pokes ophelia's foot.

"um..." is she willing to come out? no, not really. probably not even for the rest of the night. so instead her hand pokes out from the tablecloth, offering one of her teardrop crystals.

"bern... i-i mean, i'll trade you." for a chocolate-dipped fruit skewer? for another teardrop crystal? both? ideally, both. but who knows? "please?"

There are many things a heroine should come to expect, but a poke at her foot is not among them. She startles at the unexpected contact, but quickly looks down to see who she presumes to be another student poking at her foot.

Seeing the student stammer out an ask, Ophelia lights up. "Oh you wish to make a request of a true heroine? It would be my honor and delight to assist you! Just a moment!" Even a simple job could lead to better ones down the line! Every heroine started somewhere!

Taking two skewers, she spears fruit and biscuits onto both before dipping them in chocolate. She offers one with a crystal of her own. "Mother once told me it was polite to offer food when you have some for yourself! Now that we have settled this at least, Bern please tell me of your woes so that I may assist you!" A hand reaches out in front of her face!