#Beauty & the bot: Ophelia x Otto

[ycungmagick]

"I don't show this form to many people I hope you know that... But I trust you, Otto..."

She hides part of her face in her wings as she looks up at Otto. The comments that she's gotten just for this form. Demon. Monster. Abomination. But Otto's never thought of her that way. That always gave her comfort...

"Well... I um... What do you think?"

Don't just stand there von Braun! Say something...!

@automaton-otto

[vicsmusehub]

“Otto? May I... Ask you a question?”

Ophelia’s leg bounces on her knee, her cheek resting in the palm of her hand. She’s not sure why she’s so nervous to ask this. It’s just Otto. She can basically ask Otto anything. Plus, it’s not like it’s a dumb question that she’s asking. Still, her brain had a habit of vilifying every little thought that came into her... Such as life.

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[vicsmusehub]

@infernalpursuit​ asked: how did your muse spend new year's eve? (for any and as many muses you want! )

She spent it with her friends. They watched the fireworks and had nice hot cups of hot coacoa together!

...And she might or might not have gotten a new years kiss from a certain robot boy~ @automaton-otto​

[vicsmusehub]

“Oh love, you look exhausted!”

He may be the ultimate weapon, but he’s not Helda. Demons are known for running you ragged, and even poor Otto could have a little trouble keeping up.

“Here, we can ride on my broomstick to the cafe. It should hold you easy and will get us there in no time at all~!”

[ X ] @automaton-otto​

[ycungmagick]

Tag dump: Relationships

[vicsmusehub]

Ophelia’s cheeks go rosy as the top her head is petted, before she looks into the older man’s bright blue eyes and tilts her head curiously. She swears she’s seen those eyes before, but she can’t quite put her finger on it. Is this a distant relative of Otto’s...

Well, no time to dwell on it... She needs find Otto, and fast. She bids the stranger to adieu before flying off on her broomstick. 

...However. That doesn’t mean this “stranger” is done with her just yet.

“AHEM!”

Should the red-head turn around he’s struck with a very familiar, older visage behind him...

“Ya know, I always thought that red-headed ‘stranger’ always looked awfully familiar...”

[ XXX ] @automaton-otto​

[vicsmusehub]

New tag dump for Ophelia Miller!!

The young witch detective: Visage

Evergreen forest: Aesthetics

Bag of holding: Inventory

Curiouser and curiouser: Musings/Isms

Sweater weather: Wardrobe

I am fragile too: Character Study

Looking Glass: The past

Into the unknown: Case files

I have seen what the darkness does: Witchcraft

Rhythm of the night: Music

Pessimistic Kitty: Casper

Witch of the evergreen woods: Camellia Miller

A humble poet: Samuel Miller 

Sweeter than honey: Belinda Baker

A little wicked: Ophelia & Claudius

Lavendure Moon: Ophelia x Melissa

Wings of steam: Ophelia & Sarah

Beauty & the bot: Ophelia x Otto

Princess hold your head high: Ophelia & Belinda

[vicsmusehub]

“...”

Ophelia doesn’t really say anything. There isn’t a need. She just slowly walks up to Otto and gently puts her arms around him. You cut the silence with a knife, but She knows... She knows those shaky breaths will most likely turn into sobs sooner or later... She doesn’t mind. She never minds. She knows what it’s like after all...

[ X ] @automaton-otto

[vicsmusehub]

Ophelia is quiet for a moment after that, “No.” That’s Otto’s way of saying, “Not in the slightest. I wanna scream, I wanna cry, I wanna break things, but I don’t have the energy to do any of that.” She knew Otto well. Too well.

With a sigh, she gently rests Otto’s head on her shoulder and wraps him gently in her arms. 

“Talk to me, love...”

[ X ] @automaton-otto​​

[vicsmusehub]

“Hi Otto~!”

How she adored visits from her favorite Automaton! Almost as much as she loved preparing delicious sweets and treats for their picnic dates. She was dressed in her best dress, favorite ballet flats, and a brand new sun hat. 

“You ready to go~?”

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[vicsmusehub]

@automaton-otto​ said: "Mama!" Olive runs to Ophelia with a box of chocolates. Miraculously they somehow remained uneaten by the feral child, "Happy Valetimes Day Mama!" She exclaims. With a happy sigh, Otto would embrace the witch giving her a bouquet of primroses, "Happy Valentine's Day, Ophelia."

“Thank you, loves...~”

Ophelia sighs, looking over her shoulder to plant a gentle kiss on Otto’s cheek. Between this and the chocolate, Ophelia felt her eyes get a little misty and her chest is filled with a warm fuzzy feeling.

“Why don’t you both come inside? I have a nice Valentine’s day brunch waiting for us in the dining room. I made all your favorites, Olive~”

[vicsmusehub]

“...” 

Ophelia wasn’t really sure what to say at that moment. All she could do was wipe Otto’s tears while some of her own tears trickle down her face. What could she say? It’s not like she was in the same situation as him and yet... She kind of wanted to be. If it meant that she could at least share in Otto’s pain.

“...I think the way you feel now? Makes you more human than a lot of people I know...”

[ X ] @automaton-otto​