* blossomed .

she’d study botany at trinity in dublin -- something neither polonius or laertes is comfortable with, what with her shaky knowledge of english and with their sheer over protectiveness, but ophelia puts their minds at rest and attends english classes in the months leading up, so that she’s comfortable in her understanding.

she’d live in halls in the first year, and struggles immensely with it. she gets awfully homesick, misses hamlet terribly and cries a lot, but anytime anyone calls her she tells them it’s all okay. this is partially because she’s stubborn and fought with her father to go, but also because she doesn’t want to bother anyone.

thankfully, polonius has money so she’s able to fly home every reading week. laertes visits her in dublin, but their father ventures over only once or twice.

she would have a few friends, but is so homesick she’d rarely go out.

this miserableness aside, ophelia excels in her chosen field -- she gets outstanding grades on all assignments and shows a true passion for the subject.

however, someone takes notice of ophelia’s mental state and convinces her to think of attending school closer to home -- she ends up studying at the department of botany and biodiversity at vienna for the last two years of her degree, excelling there too, especially in the division of tropical ecology and animal biodiversity -- she’s able to pick up her learning here thanks to the strings that both polonius and hamlet pull.

she finishes university with a first and sobs at her own graduation.

@butfair​ / ophelia from w. shakespeare’s hamlet. med act.

@trblesme​ / all female multi-muse. med act.

@illregal / crime boss oc. low act.

    AMLETH QUICKLY MOVES TO STAND WITH HER,     still practically glued to the hip of his beloved,  brows creased in concern  for the  weeping angel!   he knew how hard it was to deal with the death of a loved one,   especially someone as close to them as  rosie.    ophelia knew,   too.    silently,  amleth knew he’d  do  anything  to  cheer her up  after this.    for a moment,   he  brought her in  against his chest,   giving her a kiss on the forehead and embracing her tight. 

  “don’t worry,    darling.   she’ll be  so happy  to  see you.   she won’t be scared anymore  one  you’re  with her.   okay?”    wanting to go in  but  not wanting to push her  to  go  when she’s not ready,   amleth    pulled away a little bit,   a hand  holding  her  shoulder.      “don’t  worry,    ophelia.   i will be right here the whole time.   you and i will make it through this.”

                 he is so tender with her anguish, so loving and for a brief flicker of time she wonders if he’s merely returning a favour, paying her back for all the soothing she did when he suffered his own loss... but she knows he is loving for the mere fact that he does truly feel so deeply for her. brows knit as he moves away a little and ophelia nods gently, “ we will... we will. for her. “ a sharp inhale, she turns to the door and considers it for a second, then heads in, her fingers entangled with his. he was there, he wasn’t leaving.

“indeed – ‘tis a gift. do you find verbenas pleasing, miss ?”