#sanctiissima

[onthesirenscall-blog]

@sanctiissima replied to your post: How do I seduce someone if I don't know whether...

I said “without embarrassing myself”

“Well, that’s going to depend on the person, and there’s always that risk. But you should take it anyways, because the reward is far greater.” 

[crowbound]

@sanctiissima

          ✖ “So, you are the proclaimed ‘Herlad of Andraste’ -- I must admit, I was expecting someone... holier looking, someone of the actual faith.” The elf comments with quiet politeness, head tilted in a look of thoughtful consideration. Grey eyes move to meet green, their depths vacant && endless, offering no thought or emotion, just a simple, cold impassivity. After a long pause the Talon slips a smile, finally dips his head in acknowledgement of the other. “Kaeyonari Donati at your service, I’m sure your spymaster has already told you of me.

     “&& you are Janna Lucretia, daughter of magisters, yet far away from home. Please excuse my curiosity, but why exactly were you at the Conclave?” He eyes her with civil interest, betraying nothing, not even in the tone of his voice. Even so, his smiles seem genuine && everything about him is poised && socially conscious. He is neither an assassin nor a noble nor a servant, just a person idling in conversation, just another pilgrim. Nothing about him stood out.

     “I’ve already heard whispers that it’s all a grand scheme by your government to get back at the Southern Chantry after so many years of feuding, however I know better, which leads me to me inquiry.”

[lakeknight-blog1]

-poses- do you have some popcorn for me

put a name in my inbox.

How interested they are in having sex with them. 

Not. While he’s not nearly as hostile toward Janna in this AU as in his regular DA:I AU, that doesn’t mean he’s any more interested in a Vint. He wouldn’t at all pursue her, and he would refuse her if she offered. And beyond just his general distaste for all things Tevinter, it would also look pretty bad if he was sleeping with the Inquisitor, especially given how much more open to suggestion she is in this AU. So, not only out of personal distaste, but also preserve the image of the Inquisitor as a leader rather than a figurehead, he would certainly refrain from any sexual pursuits.

How much they would pay (or have to be paid) to have sex with them.

If they would rather bottom or top them.

There is no way in fucking hell he would ever let a Vint top him. Ever. If this ever happened, which it wouldn’t, but if it did, Lance would top.

How good they think they would be.

That’s not something he thinks about. If he did think about it though, well, his opinion of Tevinter isn’t high. So, take from that what you will.

If they’d prefer kitchen counter, wall, or shower sex with them.

Is walk-out-of-the-room-and-not-have-sex an option? He picks that one.

If they’d fuck, have sex, or make love: 

I can’t imagine anything save for a hate-fuck, if it ever even happened. Which it wouldn’t, again, for the above reasons. But, I mean, it’s pretty clear that Lance is not a fan of our Tevinter Inquisitor. If it came to it, then hate-fuck it is.

If they were going to make it a threesome, the third person they’d pick.

Well, if we’re going with hate-fuck, might as well complete the rivalmance. Threesome with Janna, Lancelot, and Kona @heathiins. What could possibly go wrong?

If they think there’s ever a possibility that it would happen.

Absolutely not.

[rcgnata]

wait fail it's only up to 100 then 96 pls

send me a random number from 1-100 for a drabble for our muses based on the sentences under the cut. || @sanctiissima

[ pfft cutie. i’ll bold/italize the phrase that was randomly chosen in the drabble~! ]

Bright lights glared upon the Noblewoman’s gaze, although they hardly do a thing to cause a shift in her stone-faced countenance. What was clinging tightly to her right arm was the embrace of her long time friend, dressed in clothes more vibrant than the usual monochromatic attire of the Lord.

“What is this place?” Raskreia questioned curiously, gazing down at the shorter blonde. Janna’s attention was elsewhere, looking both excited and nervous, before she glanced up at the other. “It is loud, bright, and there are many kinds of people here. You said this was a competition, but it is very light and welcoming.”

Janna laughed, lifting a finger up teasingly. “Humans are interesting like that, my Lord.” A bit cautious in her address of the other; normally she would call her Raskreia if they were alone, but she had requested for some of her clan members and the other family leaders for the presence tonight (it would do good in getting them to trust her, she had said, and Raskreia seemed to agree). “Anyway, this is different from your average competition. Rather than the tense atmosphere of, say, a sword-fighting competition, fashion shows and their participants are much more friendlier. Still rather competitive, I would admit.”

Raskreia blinked. “And you said you were going to participate against them?”

“I’m not cheating, am I?” Janna huffed. “I say, if you were going to participate in some physical competition, you’d cream all the humans immediately. You can never go wrong with fashion, however, which is why I keep on insisting you add a bit more flair to your attire.”

“...” Raskreia lightly pat her own shirt. “I changed just for going out in the human world, though.”

“That’s a school uniform, my Lord. Not the most ideal attire for an outing...”

Raskreia looked contemplative, but before she could comment further, there was a loud voice coming from above them. Raskreia looked startled, wondering how a human could project such a strong voice into a crowd’s noisy frenzy, however, it seemed to catch everyone’s attention.

“That’s my cue to go,” Janna hummed, releasing her grip from Raskreia’s arm. “Wish me luck, my Lord! I’ll bring home the prize, and we can treat everyone to more ramyeon, if you’d like!” Though it seemed she wasn’t expecting more, so she turned around and started to make her way to the stage.

“... Good luck,” Raskreia said. Janna halted immediately, turning on her heel and staring at Raskreia with an incredulous look. The Lord tilted her head in confusion, wondering if she had said it wrong.

Then with a shake of her head, Janna merely smiled and waved at the other, a happy hop in her stride as she continued to walk towards her final destination.