𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔥𝔢𝔱 𝔤𝔦𝔯𝔩,

𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔥𝔢𝔱 𝔤𝔦𝔯𝔩, [...] 𝘾𝙃𝙊𝙎𝙀𝙉 𝘽𝙔 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙐𝙉.

[prophetyse]

#PROPHETYSE: PRIVATE & SELECTIVE FANTASY ORIGINAL CHARACTER . SABINA OFELLIA . CONTAINS MATURE & TRIGGERING CONTENT .  PERSONALS / MINORS DNI . WRITTEN BY AJ , 26 , THEY/SHE , EST / GMT -5 .

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[prophetyse]

i finished reading proj.ect hail ma.ry… and will need some time to process it

but in other news, he now also lives in my cubicle

[alcriti]

' i would poke you back, but i fear that's what you want. ' / @prophetyse

He notices Sabina intentionally sits away from him when they all huddle around the fire… Tonight though, it's just the two of them; the space remains as it has most other nights. Astarion's fingers drum on his knees, staring at her misshapen form through the bending and arcing of the flame. He smiles at her words, knowing full well she holds no fear of him. They've teased each other for enjoyment — when the civility of their group descends into humour and playfulness — and Astarion knows that Sabina has quite a way with words. Her wit is sharp, almost as sharp as his knives.

❝ Anything to be close to you, my dear. ❞ Astarion replies, his voice smooth with a subtle lilt carrying his words. In spite of what he says, he remains afar from her. Largely out of respect to her space, but to tempt her. He wouldn't mind if she took him up on it, in truth. ❝ I don't bite, you know. ❞

[prophetyse]

sabina has always appreciated her space. while she enjoys physical affection with those she is close with, she avoids it with most others. even though she has become much more acquainted with everyone, including astarion, she still chooses to sit alone.

though, she has enjoyed the banter and conversations with astarion. he is funnier than she expected and much more charming. she is comfortable sitting here with him, posture relaxed and dark eyes watching him in return across the fire. "you know, i don't think that's quite true." her tone is playful, with a small smile playing on her lips. "certainly doesn't endear me to come closer." despite her words, it's obvious she's considering it.

[krkwlls-a2]

#KRKWLLS .

an independent multi-muse roleplay blog with a focus on dragon age ocs & now featuring balthier from final fantasy xii

[prophetyse]

sabina ofellia! by mystra.

[prophetyse]

sabina ofellia! by mystra.

[astrophager]

⋆ ⭒ ˚ . ⋆ DEAD LIKE ME PROMPTS. ACCEPTING.

"most of the time i'm talking out of my ass. i don't know shit." — @prophetyse.

❛ huh. ❜ he sits with it a long while, his consideration a slowly uncoiling ball of twine in a cluttered mind. first of all, relatable, because he definitely spins yarns in class and hopes none of the kids catch onto the plot holes in the stories — they usually do, smart little rascals that they are. it only serves to make him proud. but the logic catches on a snag and his brows hitch alongside as if they too were pulled tight, head canting with a curious lean to the side. ❛ but isn't that like, your whole schtick ? you know, you're the knower. on account of . . . you knowing things. ❜

maybe i'm being a little reductionist : i don't pretend to know the ins and outs of this stuff, not when half my life has been grounded in science and the other half grounded in . . . well, science but for kids. if it sounds like i'm being patronising i don't mean to be, but being misinterpreted is part and parcel for me, so there's no point in backtracking. if my curiosity is taken as judgment, then so be it.

[prophetyse]

she can't help but smile at his reaction. it's the paradox of her existence. she both knows and she doesn't. so much information is stored in her mind - secrets, lies, dreams, memories. but all belonging to someone else. it requires her to interpret, to add the context that is missing in so many cases. so much that she often feels like she is making things up, spouting bullshit. but she isn't and somehow that makes it so much harder.

"yeah, i guess." she shrugs, pausing briefly to think of how she wants to say it. it's rare that people take her ability in such stride and even more that's he's seemingly open to the idea that she's not all knowing. more all seeing, if she had to describe it. "it's kinda like watching a movie in a language you don't understand. there's things and people and even words i recognize, but it still doesn't make complete sense. i still have to interpret it so that i can understand." she ends the sentence slightly abruptly, awkwardly - unsure if she's even making sense at all.

[prophetyse]

↪ @eladead. "are you hiding something?"

“usually.” she shrugs, “but nothing in particular right now.” her mind holds a million secrets – contained in her memories and the ink of her journals. she doesn’t feel as though she is being particularly suspicious right now, so she is curious why he is even asking. nor does she think she knows anything secretive about him. no prompted memories and no dreams concerning him.

she does wonder if he would even let her see his future, read his fortune. very rarely does even feel the urge to see. knowing too much already about people she doesn't know and may never meet, there hardly feels like there is room for the secrets of anyone else. "are you hiding something."

[prophetyse]

happy pride!! miss sabina is bisexual and loves kissing girls, boys, and everyone in between!

[prophetyse]

from asha! lover girl of all time

sabina's bingo board !

sabina is drafting a letter rn asking when asha is free to hang out

[corlacus]

IT SCARES THE ANIMALS AWAY, the deep, guttural yell he lets out. This deep in the forest, he can only pray to be the only one that heard. Not one for violence, he finds difficulty in letting the out such frustration. Back when he was a wizard, he'd conjure dancing lights and count the lanterns passing by his head. Now, all he has is the company of the ground beneath his feet and the thick trees attempting to mask his tantrum. Heartman kicks at a rock, watching as it flies away from the force, expecting it to hit bark. But as he follows its direction with his eyes, he realizes that he'd struck a person.

"Oh-" With a burning, hot face, he covers his mouth, eyes wide. "I- I apologize- I didn't mean to-" Suddenly shy to show emotion, he seems to shrink away, debating whether to approach and offer to heal any minor wounds or to run and hope his face isn't remembered. "I didn't hurt you, did I? Not that... I think of you so frail as to be harmed by a pebble."

And it wasn't like the pebble was going fast enough to do any damage either but, these days, Heartman is playing things far more cautiously. "Ah, my manners," he brings a hand up, wrapped entirely in cloth from his palm to his forearm, "they call me Heartman."

@prophetyse

[prophetyse]

generally, these woods are empty. only inhabited by the animals, plants, and insects. a glaring contrast to the bustle that is baldur’s gate, she’s always surprised that more people don’t flock to it. grateful for it actually, that there is a quiet place where no one can find her if she doesn’t let them. the deafening yell is a surprise - jolting her out of her own thoughts and eyes searching for the perpetrator. the rational part of her brain tells her to not seek out the stranger in the trees, but the possessive part needs to track down the intruder, scold them for disturbing the tranquility of the space. 

it takes her a moment to even process that she’s been struck. the rock is small, perhaps slightly larger than a marble. she stands there for a moment, eyes blinking before her hand comes to rub at her forehead. the pebble had managed to smack dead center, if it was done on purpose she would say he had perfect aim. there’s no blood or wound, rather only what she thinks is the start of an impressive bruise. she lets him babble at her, a small frown on her face as he does so. “no, it’s fine. just stings a bit.” when she does speak there is no anger in her voice, rather just a quiet befuddlement at the situation. 

she takes his offered hand without hesitation, nodding in acknowledgement of his name. odd, but what the whole situation was truthfully. “sabina.” she takes a generous step back after letting go of his hand, “do i want to know why your screaming and kicking rocks at people?”

[byravenheart]

[prophetyse]

woooow, she got 4 full rows! NICE!

notes:

half points on: likes animals and remembers the small things. regarding animals, it's not that laera dislikes them, she is just largely indifferent towards them. however, since having a dog, she is becoming a dog lady. :/ small details may escape her, despite being someone who's observant and also blackmails people for a living (amongst other things)......... remind her once and she won't forget the next time.

laera has her own problems and it would be so unfair for her to judge sabina bc of her visions and their side effects. sabina is going to have to put up with laera's guardedness and stubborn self-reliance... the least she can do is be understanding and supportive when sabina is going through her own things.

cooking is a big thing for her - she LOVES it - and also cooks for most people, if she's able. however, having someone reciprocate something she holds so dear would really touch her.

i should have marked "being in nature" with a * bc it depends... being out in the woods? forget it, but as you know, she loves the ocean. nature greatly depends on the location!

and laera is also a huge romantic... any and all romantic gestures will make her swoon, like writing love letters! (she'd also be surprised to be the recipient of one AND its muse??? so sweet...)

sabina's bingo board !

wow they really are like almost perfect for each other??

sabina really is a romantic woman and wants to feel like her partner appreciates her efforts! she also suffers from a chronic case of feeling unloved constantly, so this is really important thing for her to have in relationships

the feeling unloved thing also is why her partner okay with the side effects is important, she hates to be a true bother and them be willing to deal with or even help care for her would mean so much to her

i think sabina just doesn't love all the noise and smells of the city (for both over stimulation and vision prompting reasons), so the ocean is just as good as the woods tbh

i've never thought about her having pets despite liking animals, but she would definitely like dogs i think. would probably prefer small ones but could love big ones too

honestly them cooking together would be so sweet since its important to the both of them!!!!

[prophetyse]

ephram has his rare moments of physical affection but its better with someone he trusts. pottery? hed be scared to break them jfjdjjama. / @anmehil , sabina's bingo board !

honestly, i would consider that appreciating them tbh. and that’s like five bingos (six if counting that)!!

[prophetyse]

hehehe

sabina's bingo board !

all sabina can ask is for people to do their best and him just trying would warm her heart soooo much

[thegardenof-eden-deactivated201]

If they had a kid meme

[fortheaskbox]

send me a pair name and I’ll tell you what I think it would be like if they had a child.

Name:

Gender:

General Appearance:

Personality:

Special Talents:

Who they like better:

Who they take after more:

Personal Head canon:

Face Claim:

[prophetyse]

also i meant to say this earlier, but i have a list of people that i know i owe dms to. i'm not ignoring anyone, i promise! this week has been weird for me at work and i'm a bit more tired than usual. so please just bear with me! :)