#ophelia amana
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OOo how about this one? Whoever you want it for 😊
Library AU
Mechanics AU
So sorry it took me so long to get to this-- but I've literally been thinking about this since you sent it in!
I don't have many ships or fics, so I'll be answering them with Ophelia and ADA in mind.
The Library AU, I ended up thinking of this as just a regular run-of-the-mill library setting, but of course out in space. It reminded me of the local libraries near me- and one specifically is somewhat newer with an automated setup for checking in books that came in through the dropoff, and a self-checkout and self-service type laptop rentals, they also had a 3D printing/makers lab in the building that you could use-- so making the leap to a grand library out in space was so much more fun than I thought it would be.
ADA definitely would be the automated librarian system in this case, I imagine that she would handle all check-ins, checkouts, and would be the reference system you could go to with all your questions to find the books or media you're looking for. Ophelia would be the repeat visitor to the library, I imagine she would visit as often as she possibly could between all the obligations she has to the colony and her friends. I think she would always be looking for a new book on plants and alien flora, and definitely some stuff about foraging- what mushrooms were beneficial, what fruit could be eaten, and generally anything else in that sort of self-sufficient survival. I imagine this would captivate ADA after a while, maybe she would grow curious of the books Ophelia liked and would download the manuscripts to read and analyze to eventually recommend new books for her to pick out next.
Ophelia pushed open the door to the enormous library and walked through, relishing in the heated air rushing to greet her. She smiled, the warm air pleasant on her cool face, the heating on her ship was unreliable at best.
She wandered down the entryway, her dirty shoes making minimal noise against the carpeted flooring.
It was a grand library, she thought as she made her way to the main floor, warm and quiet... such a good companion to the cold quiet of space. In fact, the whole asteroid was pleasantly quiet and sevluded- far away from her usual haunts.
"Welcome to the Scylla branch of the Halcyon Library System." A voice greeted Ophelia.
The green-haired spacer jumped, one hand flying to cover her heart and the other fleeing to her concealed knife. her heart pounded in her chest. She looked around frantically, eyes darting from wall to wall to find the girl who greeted her.
She didn't find anyone.
She paused, and look around again. Then, she spotted it, the circulation desk. Except, there wasn't anyone behind it- just a massive computer.
Ophelia nervously smiled and approached the computer, her eyes flicking from shelf to shelf back to the circulation desk.
"Ah... hello." Ophelia greeted, it was still a little new to her to greet the automechanicals and AIs.
"Hello. I'm ADA, the Autonomous Digital Archive. How can I be of assistance?" The computer responded, the simulated lady on the display smiling.
"I'd like to see if I have an active account?" Ophelia asked, trying her best to smile back. "I brought my ID cartridge." She reached in her pockets and produced a battered cartridge.
"Certainly. Just insert your ID and I'll check for an existing account." ADA replied.
Ophelia looked at the computer for a while, before finally spotting the scratched-up ID slot. She deftly inserted her ID into the slot and waited.
ADA processed it for a while, her display looking confused.
"It seems I have a record of an Alex Hawthorne in the system." ADA stated. "However, it seems the account has not been updated or used in fifteen years. Would you like to update your account and pay the outstanding fine of three thousand and seven hundred bits?"
Ophelia paled, and swallowed nervously. Just her luck, the ID she ripped from that pirate had been tied to an outrageously fined account. Damn Hawthorne.
I might just have to make a fic dedicated to this idea, just writing this little snippet was fun!
But as for the mechanics au, I kinda assumed it would be similar to the dynamic I already have with them- maybe Ophelia is a novice mechanic and ADA takes the time to teach her how to properly service the Unreliable. I imagine it would be really intimate, Ophelia would have access to the most delicate parts of the ship, and ADA likely hasn't had many people go beyond the usual routine maintenance!
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(A Very Belated) Music Monday+Last Line WIP/WIP Whenever
Tagged by @the-lastcall /last/ Monday, so here I am returning the favor over a week later!
Tagging: @the-lastcall @captastra @galaxycunt @socially-awkward-skeleton and @incognito-insomniac. You all tag me so much, I feel like I should return the favor!
Rules: post the last line of your WIP and a song that inspired it.
And below, the WIP:
She loved ADA, she really did.
Something about the navigational AI drove her crazy--- in the good way.
No one had ever sent shocks up her spine, or made her heart stutter or flutter like ADA could.
Obviously a bit from my kokoro piece in the works, and I'll of course be dropping my favorite MV for it :)
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A quick Ophelia sketch before bed :)
I haven't drawn her, much less anything at all, in a long time 😳 this took me half an hour, I kept redoing it because I wasn't happy with it
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(inspired by (this) post by @the-lastcall!)
Ophelia got her honorary "I Punched Max" shirt!
Max certainly caught a few from Ophelia- whether they be accidental, or on purpose.
Max definitely caught many of them on his personal quest, Ophelia getting more than fed up with his spiel about OSI. They definitely brawled in Fallbrook, but I imagine afterwards Ophelia makes amends and they come to a mutual understanding and perhaps even a lasting friendship post-quest and post-game.
I think I could make a whole fic dedicated to the possible friendship between the two, it certainly is inspiring! Max is definitely my favorite companion, and even though I imagine Ophelia doing most everything solo- I did haul Max and Felix around with me for most of it 😂
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3, 8, and 30 for ao3 wrapped please!
3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?
It's the Ruth Bellamy/Ophelia fic I did! I had a lot of fun writing it, and it was a good exercise in finally establishing some details about Ophelia and her past! It got 84 hits and 6 kudos, which is pretty low for my works- but I wrote it just for fun!
8. Pairing you wrote the most for this year?
Ophelia/ADA, unsurprisingly! I love the both of them so much I ended up writing five fics for them this year!
30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?
The popularity of my abandoned ChellDOS one shot! It was a sequel to a fic I wrote years ago and finally posted, it currently has 598 hits and 38 kudos-- which tops all the Outer Worlds stuff I did this year!
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Picrew Sunday!
Tagged by @captastra a few days ago for (this) super cute picrew going around!
I made Ophelia (tow) and Elisavet (fnv)!
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📷📷📷+Ophelia please!
I thought about it for a while, so here's a few!
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Would there be any audience for me to do a kokoro inspired one shot for my Android AU?
Kokoro was one of my favorite songs, got me through depression as a pre-teen, then again as a teen, and once again- now as an adult 😅
I can't stop thinking about doing a piece inspired by it, I've never done it in all the years I've been writing, fics or otherwise!
Ik I should be writing for Myself, but I also don't want to be burned alive by just writing and posting something so much more self-indulgent than even the horniest of smut I write 😅😅😅
#rin and len#bear babbles#ophelia amana#bear asks#i mean...#ik i could write and not post it#and just keep it for my greedy lil self#but...#hhough.#just#imagining an android ada just getting a heart and just 👀#idk#ive always been in love with kokoro since i was a yound vocaloid fan 😅
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2023 Year of the OTP: January, Mission Fic!
How To Solve a Murder
An ADA/Female Captain piece set during the "Murder on Eridanos" DLC!
Rated E, due to the nature of the game
Spoilers for Murder on Eridanos!!
"Will I be allowed access to the evidence, Captain?" ADA asked with a smirk. Her imagination had been running wild with the few pieces she had received. "I admit, I have been very curious to know the details." She propped herself up on an elbow and pulled the fluffy black blanket across her chest.
Ophelia sighed, and her cold heart cracked a little… That was her blanket, from her hammock back on Earth. ADA looked delightful in her new bed with it, laid out like a goddess.
"ADA, why don't you come down to the Penthouse with me? I mean, I've been on the Eridanos case for two weeks now, and you've just been here on the ship." Ophelia anxiously offered the android nestled in her favorite blanket. Her eyebrow twitched, watching the cocky AI leisurely stretch and roll over to face her.
ADA hummed noncommittally at her captain. She didn't like leaving the ship, but was intrigued by the murder her captain was investigating. Alas, the captain had not wanted to share any details on the ship, and would not speak of it over a transmission.
"Will I be allowed access to the evidence, Captain?" ADA asked with a smirk. Her imagination had been running wild with the few pieces she had received. "I admit, I have been very curious to know the details." She propped herself up on an elbow and pulled the fluffy black blanket across her chest.
Ophelia sighed, and her cold heart cracked a little… That was her blanket, from her hammock back on Earth. ADA looked delightful in her new bed with it, laid out like a goddess.
"I could use your insight on this one, it's not adding up right." Ophelia confessed, blushing. She wasn't quite smart enough to do it her favorite way, the way she had always done it, alone.
ADA hummed again, and shut her bright eyes for a moment. Her curiosity clawed at her motherboard, telling her to give in and sate her desire. A plasma weapon. Missing guns. A dead celebrity…
She opened her eyes again, and sat up, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed automatically.
"I will go." ADA declared, and smiled. "But only if you tell me all the details."
Ophelia nodded, her smile widening.
"Great! Just put this on and we'll be on our way. You'll need to look elegant to accompany me to the top." Ophelia said. She reached into her bag and procured a clean vest-suit, and deposited it into ADA's lap.
Black pants, black shirt, blood red vest.
ADA looked up at her quizzically. She delicately unfolded the clothes after a while, and found them to be almost the correct size, just a little loose.
"Captain... Where did you... Procure... This outfit?" ADA asked slowly, looking it over for stains. Hoping there was no blood.
"Ah... I stole it… One of the ladies that had come with Odeon was an ex-nav android reprogrammed to act. But ah, she didn't keep a good eye on her wardrobe. She had suitcases and suitcases of costumes and clothes, so I helped myself." Ophelia shamefully babbled. "I don't think one outfit will get missed too bad." She fished around in her bag again, and pulled out a matching bow for the outfit.
ADA nodded after a moment of processing. She didn't have any qualms with wearing stolen clothes, only ones taken off bodies. The vest was shiny, soft silk-ish fabric, the shirt and pants both synthetic-cotton. It was Byzantine quality, and seemed to be hand-tailored.
"You'll need to look nice, and you'll need to blend in." Ophelia nervously started to away from side to side, a cold sweat breaking out on her neck. "Which means, I'll need you to act like my partner, so I can get you around without questions." She stammered and looked away.
ADA still hasn't said anything, the gears turning in her head.
She just had to dress nice and pretend.
"I can comply with that, captain. I will pack a bag and join you in the cockpit soon." ADA said, and shooed off the captain to prepare.
ADA emerged from the captains quarters in her new outfit, her hair styled, and bow tied.
"Captain, I am ready to leave." She said, and put her hands on her hips. Ophelia perked up, and quickly started to fluster.
"Let's not waste any time, then." Ophelia replied.
ADA looked gorgeous under the Eridanos light as they meandered from the ship to the hotel, the silk-ish fabric shimmered and highlighted all her curves.
Ophelia didn't feel special standing there with her android in the Grand Colonial hotel lobby. In fact, she thought ADA was the star of the room when they glided into the room.
The captain had to stop and make pleasant chit-chat with many others in the lobby, getting pulled aside and distracted at every unguarded opportunity. She talked to bellhops, the front desk staff, made a detour to check in on the kitchens, glided up the steps and to other rooms…. It was like she had to check on everything before going to the elevator.
ADA was getting impatient the longer she had to walk arm-in-arm with the captain-turned-inspector.
"This is my dearest ADA, but don't worry about her… I had something to ask you…" Ophelia would say as she grabbed the attention of the people in her path.
ADA didn't understand what the captain was doing. She had not mentioned a word of her plans, just linked their arms with a wink and was off.
The android had started to daydream, losing interest in the idle chatter around her. However, she was called back by an unexpected question.
Ophelia had nudged her side subtly, and went for the throat.
"So, where were you the night Miss Bellamy died?" Ophelia asked, surprising the android. The bellhop sputtered and stuttered for a few minutes before spilling his story on the night. ADA couldn't believe her occular processors, Ophelia had to only twitch a few muscles to make the suspect spill.
The inspector nodded after a few moments, smiled, and pulled ADA away from the stunned bellhop to board the elevator at last.
"Penthouse, please."
"Alright ADA, why don't you go ahead and set your stuff down while I scrounge up a bite for me to eat." Ophelia said, ushering her android down the short hall and into the main room. "You can go set your stuff in the bedchambers off to the right there." She pointed to the open door behind the mini-bar. ADA nodded and shuffled off to unpack her meagre bag.
Ophelia uncorked a bottle of Spectrum Brown and poured herself a shot, tossed it back, and started digging under the bar for a quick meal. All she had was a bunch of purpleberry lunches, a few slices of bred, and a single nanner. She had to find something better than crackers, nuts, sad fruit and an even saddder slice of squished bred. She still ate it all like it was the last thing she'd ever eat.
Once she stuffed her mouth at the bar, Ophelia tapped on the bedroom door and called out, "Alright, let me show you the evidence and my ideas board."
ADA opened the door after a moment, and nodded in agreement.
"I am eager to see it, captain." She was very eager.
Ophelia led her across the suite to her drawing board, and gestured vaguely at it all.
"This is what I've got." She declared, "Plasma weapon, missing gun, a tampered automech, and poisoned food... All stuff from inside the hotel, but I found endless footprints and clues outside, fresh enough I could follow." Ophelia pulled photos from her breast pocket and pinned them up in the web.
ADA hummed and started inspecting the photos and notes.
"I've already grilled the suspects and examined the Burbage unit, and I retrieved the security footage for the kitchens, if you think you'll need to see it." Ophelia paced back and forth in front of her mess. She then sat on the table to get a full view again. The gears were turning in her head, but she wasn't getting anywherem.
The night was young, she still had time to decide.
"ADA!" Ophelia yelled, bursting out of the elevator, "There's been more murders! The constable, and Doctor Blossom were both hunted down while I was out!"
ADA staggered out from the bedchamber, eyes dim and full of sleep. It was midnight. She blinked at her captain in a daze.
Ophelia dashed to the makeshift office faster than ADA could process.
"I've got to solve this!" Ophelia yelped, grabbing her hair. "It's not adding up!"
ADA slowly padded her way to the captains side and yawned.
"Captain, I have a few ideas..."
Ophelia frowned as she jabbed the buttons to call Ludovico. Something was still nagging her, but everything had been airtight.
The Prophet tried to kill Helen with poison.
Woolrich poisoned her meal.
Woolrich made Burbage 3001 fatally shoot Helen while she was down.
It still made no sense.
"Lou, I've got your murderer..." She greeted. Right to the point.
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Ophelia, inspired heavily by Sweet Devil!
#ophelia amana#can yall tell i like miku?#i want to do a quick romeo and cinderella piece with Ophelia too#bear draws
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"I Don't Do Botany, Anymore."
Ruth Bellamy/Ophelia Amana
E rated because of the nature of the game and DLC, however no smut.
Set after Murder on Eridanos, this is your fair warning for SPOILERS!!
Ophelia felt a warm hand on her cold, cold shoulder. It felt like a vice was slowly wrapping around her throat.
"I don't do botany, anymore."
Ophelia shares an evening with Helen
"Miss Bellamy?" Ophelia quietly called, stepping into the penthouse bedchamber. The aetherwave star was sitting at the computer and typing away, but stopped and looked to the Investigator.
"Investigator, it's nice to see you." She said, and cracked a small smile. "I can't thank you enough."
Ophelia smiled back after a minute.
"What will you do now, if you don't mind me asking?" Ophelia asked. She shut the door behind her and meandered over to sit on the bed.
"With Belinda gone, I think I'll be leaving the colony." Ruth sighed, and tapped a few keys to quit her session on the computer.
"Yeah? I hope you find somewhere nice. Somewhere far from this mess." Ophelia smiled, she had done the same thing when she left Earth. Originally planned on working a remote botany outpost, and maybe running away with a few sweethearts.
"You care so much for such a stranger, inspector." The actress smiled and leaned in. "I don't know anything about you, but you've already found out more about me than anyone else has in many years," she confessed.
Ophelia blushed and rubbed her neck. She had a talent for rooting out secrets.
"Well, I'm certainly an open book for you, Miss Bellamy." Ophelia said, and leaned in a little more.
The actress was silent, and studied the form of the inspector relaxing on the unmade bed.
"Who are you really, inspector? Not the person you show to people, but the real you." Ruth asked. She thought it was fair, the inspector hadn't even offered her real name, preferring investigator, or captain.
Ophelia stopped smiling after a second. Then she started to turn pale, and a flighty look appeared in her eyes.
"O-oh, it doesn't really matter." She stammered.
Ruth hummed noncommittally, and squinted at the squirming captain. She had been so calm and composed in their previous chats.
Ophelia let silence fill the room.
The actress didn't offer anything else.
"You just wouldn't believe me if I told you, it sounds almost like the plot to a horror movie back home." Ophelia sighed, and shifted to get comfortable.
"A horror movie?" The actress repeated, now interested even more. No one called them movies anymore... Serials dominated the aetherwave.
"Yeah." Ophelia sighed. "Straight out of my worst nightmares." She patted the bed beside her, it was going to be a long story.
Ruth joined her after a moment.
"My name is Ophelia Amana, former botanist, and Hope colonist. I was selected by Spacers Choice to board the Hope for my ability to make things grow." Ophelia said. Her heart sped up, pounding like a jackrabbit in her chest. "I was going to be placed on Terra One, or what's now called Monarch, and I was to build a greenhouse and make the Earth crops grow in the alien soil."
Ruth frowned, the Hope was still lost.
Ophelia kept going after a moments pause.
"But... As you know, the Hope got lost. Very lost." Her heart was pounding faster and harder. Her head swam. "Seventy years late kinda lost." She was going to spill her story, all of it. Ruth couldn't do anything against her with it, if she even believed it.
"I got rescued recently, got thawed out. Scientist said he needed someone with the right amount of grit and brains, and I fit the bill almost perfectly. The botanist part ended up as just a footnote compared to what I do now..."
Ophelia felt a warm hand on her cold, cold shoulder. It felt like a vice was slowly wrapping around her throat.
"I don't do botany, anymore."
She had so much more she could say, so much she wanted to say, but it was like her heart was shattering.
"I'm sorry, but I've got- I've got to go check on something." Ophelia wiped her cheeks and dashed out the bedroom door.
"Investigator, it seems you're ready to leave Eridanos. I can't say I blame you, I'll also be leaving soon." Ruth said, delicately touching Ophelia's arm to get her attention. She had been waiting for the elusive girl to pass by.
Ophelia jumped, and squeaked.
"Ah! Hello, Miss Bellamy!" She stammered, flustering quickly. She had a duffel bag in the crook of her other arm and was on her way back to her home on the Unreliable. "I'm more than ready to take a hot shower on my ship and park out somewhere alone."
Ruth smiled sweetly back at her, and started walking with her.
"You still have yet to tell me about yourself, Ophelia." Ruth chuckled, leaning against her, "I hope you didn't plan on leaving without telling me..."
Ophelia stopped at the ramp to her ship with a defeated sigh.
"I..." She muttered, "I'm no one special, really... Just Ophelia."
"That can't be true, you certainly seemed to have a lot to say last time I asked." Ruth teased. She turned Ophelia's head to face her, and she smiled at the pink dusting her pale cheeks and neck.
Ophelia shook her head.
"I'm just a freelancer now, Miss Bellamy. I run supplies and end problems."
"But how are you fareing, if you are from the Hope, you must be experiencing some culture shock, maybe even..."
Ophelia yelped and shook her head.
She nervously chuckled, "I came to Halcyon with a blanket and a dream, but I woke up so late... My first memories here are less than fond, and my dream has long since been shattered to dust. I woke up without my blanket, and was hurtling towards Terra Two before I could think."
Ruth gave her the same look Max, ADA, and even Zora had given her.
Pity.
"This colony chewed me up and spit me out like a piece of old gum, and it's done the same to you and your sister." Ophelia muttered, leaning closer to the aetherwave star on her arm. "You've got the same chance I had seventy years ago, Ruth, take it before you can't."
Ruth didn't have much to say after that, so she just nodded a few times.
"Goodbye, Ruth. Be careful out there." Ophelia gave her a strained smile. It hurt. It hurt to let go of the star she just met.
She felt a cold gun get pressed into her hands, Ruth giving her a sweet smile.
"You'll need this more than I will, Ophelia. And who knows, maybe you'll be a botanist again." Ruth said. It was the Needler, her personal sidearm. And she was giving it to Ophelia.
The aetherwave star leaned in and gave Ophelia a chaste goodbye kiss, then walked back into the mess of the shipyard.
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Thank you @clonesupport for tagging me to do (this) picrew!
Tagging @bakedpotatomika and any other mutuals who haven't done it 💕
I made Ophelia, my Outer Worlds OC :)
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Outer Worlds Masterlist
Welcome back to my Masterlist, new and updated!
A Thorough Cleaning (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. ADA/Female Captain.
“With SAM never being repaired, the Unreliable has gotten dirty after the blaze of rescuing Phineas Welles from Tartarus and taking the crew splitting up. Captain Ophelia of the Unreliable has finished her errands, and is settling for a few weeks of hard earned vacation.” 2.3k
Hard Conversations (AO3) (Tumblr)
Ophelia doesn’t know how to cope. A person can only take so much stress before they break, and Ophelia found that the hard way. She hasn’t eaten or drank in days, her only sustenance being shots of Spectrum Green.
Sequel to A Thorough Cleaning.
Shopping Spree: Bathtime (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. ADA/Female Captain. Android!ADA AU
ADA and the Captain are in need of new clothes, and Ophelia just happens to remember she has a Byzantine estate and they could stop in at Jolicoure’s Haberdashery.
Shopping Spree: Tame the Beast (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. ADA/Female Captain. Dubcon.
“I had to sit in the cockpit and watch you have your way with that Byzantine girl, is that how you treat all of your lovers? With gnashing teeth, growling, and force?” ADA teased, crawling back atop her trapped prey. She knew she was playing with fire, the girl under her was definitely a predator, all hard muscle and feral animosity tucked just out of sight underneath the delicate exterior.
Shopping Spree: Voyeuristic Intention (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. ADA/Female Captain. Dubcon.
Ophelia takes ADA to Jolicoure’s Haberdashery, finally. Things get steamy before business.
Celeste is overjoyed with ADA modeling her outfit, and the newest catalog will be filled with ADA and Ophelia modeling their new wardrobe.
My Personal Astrogator : Welcome, Captain. (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. ADA/Female Captain. Android!ADA AU
“Law, have mercy! Ophelia felt like cornered prey every time ADA gave her the smirk and walked her back against a wall or counter. She would always get close enough that their breasts would touch with a wrong breath, and hook her finger in her necklace. She knew exactly what buttons to push on her captain, how to purr just so, and then her captain would do anything.” 417
My Personal Astrogator: Tending to the Captain (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. Android!ADA AU. Dubcon.
“ADA lives to serve her Captain, and she’s not afraid to make her take it.”
My Personal Astrogator: N-Raptured (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. Innapropriate use of ttd. Raptidon musk. Android!ADA AU. Dubcon. Sex pollen.
“I hope my performance was satisfactory, Captain.” She purred. “I think you still need my assistance, my calculations say you’re still under the influence of the concentrated musk.”
The Sick Fic (AO3) (Tumblr) Teen&Up. Sick fic. Caretaking.
It was only a matter of time before Ophelia got sick, but ADA is there to help.
there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. First person. Pwp. Smut. Oral sex. Worship. Take Me To Church - Hozier.
Short 500 word pwp, filthy smut.i love ADA and this was the first thing I thought about. It’s written in first person from Ophelia’s POV and is truly indulgent. Completely unbetad.
Dangerous Work (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. Dubcon. Dom/Sub. Dangerous scenarios. Unbetad. Drabble. Oral sex. Facesitting.
Ophelia was never taking ADA into the field again, ever. Also known as the time ADA got herself in trouble for making the Captain cum.
Cumming Home (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. 1.2k. Exhibition/Voyeur. Non-android ADA. Squirting. I wrote this instead of sleeping. Unbetad. No beta we liquify like men. First person. I’m not sorry.
Even popsicles can be taught new tricks...
An Alphas Den (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. First person. A/B/O dynamics. A/B/O AU. Bite marks/mating marks. Fluff and smut.
Ophelia finds that Zora is the perfect mate for her, she was strong, kind, and caring. However, Ophelia’s heat may escalate their relationship much quicker than otherwise thought.
how the most dangerous thing is to love (AO3) (Tumblr) Zora Blackwood/Ophelia Amana. Explicit. First person. Major character death. Acid burns. Hurt no comfort. Open ending.
It is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all.
Aetherwave Attraction (AO3) (Tumblr) mature. Fluff. Wine. Drunken confessions. Love confessions. Zora/Ophelia.
A sweet sleepover brings a sweet confession. Based on a tumblr prompt about slowly falling in love.
Slow Dance With You (AO3) (Tumblr) Gen. Sad. Whump. Death mention. Slow dancing in the kitchen of the Unreliable. Reincarnation.
They both know Ophelia won’t live forever, so every moment counts. Each slow dance in the kitchen will be meticulously recorded and stored, where her memory banks never fail. They’re all on cartridges, each one.
The Stars, My Love (AO3) (Tumblr). Gen.
Ophelia always looked at the stars with wonder, and ADA learns more about her captain.
For The Longest Time (AO3) (Tumblr ch 1) (Ch.2) (Ch.3)
Transmission Logs from the strange Captain Ophelia.
Love Sick Blues (AO3) (Tumblr). gen. pining. fluff. Zophelia.
Ophelia can never stay away from Monarch for too long. It’s no surprise to see her picking and removing locks in Amber Heights, she’s loyal to the Iconoclasts through and through.
Distracted (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. Dubcon. Huxphelia.
Hurt at the ARMS building, Ophelia is stitched back up by a special girl she found locked away. She had the sinking feeling she walked into some sort of trap when Huxley made eye contact with her.
Caught Stealing (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. Zophelia. Spankings and punishments. Scents & Smells. Desk Sex. Dead Dove Do Not Eat. Power imbalances and related sexual fantasies.
Author has a serious sexual kink for necks, necklaces, and yes, Zora’s cowl. As I am not one to keep a barrier of separation between me and Ophelia, I’m writing out what nasty things I want to do with that cowl. Enjoy, all you Zora lovers 💖
Bad Medicine (AO3) (Tumblr) mature. Zophelia. Songfic: Bad Medicine - Bon Jovi
Ophelia didn't need anything.
Anything but a certain leader.
She needed Zora.
Honeyed Eyes (AO3) (Tumblr) mature. Zophelia. A/B/O dynamics, mating cycles/in heat, s*x pollen.
She didn't realize Zora had such pretty eyes.
The native flora and the exotic Captain.
Halloween Prompt: scary movie serial (AO3) (Tumblr). Zophelia drabble, Gen.
Red Strings (AO3) (Tumblr, pt1) Explicit for later chapters. Soulmates AU, Red String flavored. Zora/Ophelia/ADA.
Red string of fate soulmate AU where Ophelia just wants to love and be loved.
winter on monarch (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. public nudity. public intoxication.
Ophelia gets wild at the solstice party, or, Zora and Huxley both learn that the captain shouldn't drink space-tequila.
Of Motorcycles and Grease (AO3) (Tumblr, pt.1) Explicit for later chapters. Android AU.
The one where Ophelia takes ADA on adventures with her.
"I Don't Do Botany, Anymore." (AO3) (Tumblr) Explicit. Ruth Bellamy/Ophelia Amana. Goodbye Kisses. Murder on Eridanos spoilers.
Ophelia felt a warm hand on her cold, cold shoulder. It felt like a vice was slowly wrapping around her neck.
"I don't do botany, anymore."
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An Omegas Nest - Teaser
Sequel to An Alpha's Den
Zora Blackwood/Female Captain
Teaser is Mature, fic will be Explicit
"Captain, you have been sleeping for quite some time," ADA chimed, "It is four in the afternoon, you slept through the day."
Ophelia groaned weakly, squeezing her eyes tighter. There was a pounding behind her eyes and an awful cramp knotting up her lower stomach.
"I request you emerge from your bed and care for yourself. It is imperative you eat and drink soon."
"I'm super nauseous, ADA," Ophelia whined, "I'm not hungry at all, really..." She stuck her head out of her nest, finding her room almost as dark as behind her curtain. "I don't feel great, honestly... I've been cramping all week, and it's just getting worse today."
ADA sighed sadly. She couldn't do much more than that, yet.
"I suggest you visit a doctor, Ophelia, your ailment has become concerning."
Ophelia scowled.
"I don't like doctors, ADA. Probably just my heat coming." She growled, and went back to her private cubby. "If I need a doc I'll call in a favor with Ellie or Zora."
ADA didn't have anything else to say.
The captain was getting crabby.
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📸 + Ophelia, please 💞
Here you go! Two, because I couldn't pick just one 😅
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