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The King of Lust and Sin
The anon who took the Valentine's 2011 by storm.
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You have no idea how awesome you just made my Valentine's day.
gdhdkjghsdgd /spazzblushgigglesforever
Thank you so much, love! :'D I'll gladly moan for you ;D <3
Holy Moly it's BLACK LACE.
Hmm, It must be a holiday since the anons have to come out to play.
Wow. Just wow.
Thank you for the gift, Black Lace....I'd post your message, but...I'm not sure everyone would approve of such prose heart
*fans self*
*reads the message over and over again as her blushing face becomes more redder and then she stammers her words and fans herself*
Oh, my....
B-Black Lace, you're making... me blush furiously.. b-by reading this sexy message.
T-Thank you so... m-muchie for making me b-breathless... and b-blushing, Black Lace Anon, mew~!
Also, the wicked gift~!
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Oh my. Well then, I guess I won't be needing anything else for Christmas. Good show, sir. Good show. It's refreshing to know someone is using their poetic powers for good...and by good I mean lusty evil that leaves even the most lascivious of souls blushing to their roots.
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I will say that you actually managed to make me blush irl, haha xD
Thanks for taking the time to bring a little bit of Valentines back <3
YOU
GUH
I CAN'T EVEN
THANK YOU
ENOUGH
I GOT THE MESSAGES SHORTLY AFTER WAKING UP
AND THEN I... I TOTALLY CRIED LIKE A LITTLE GIRL
YOU'RE RIDICULOUS
AND PERFECT
AND
I LOVE YOU
AND
GAH
YOU'RE TOO SWEET.
AND
PERFECT
AND
AWESOME
AND
GAH! ;//w//;
I'm trying to reply, but all I'm getting out of my mouth is "AJKASJFGJFKGJKSHGJKLAJKJH!!!!!!" >////>;
I'm all "adhoiahsdiohasd" and I didn't even get one. xD
I AM ASDOISAODHASd FOR YOU.
THE QUEEN OF KNICKERS BLESSES THEE.
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I've been alright overall, just keep trying to go forward against a system that is obviously pay-to-win, you know? I've been operated on (my vision is now 20/20), I'm trying to get a bachelors degree and pay for it by working nearly full time. (Sometimes I have two jobs and work 50+ hours a week.) How have you been?
The voice was a youthful one, without gender but perhaps a touch higher in tone on the scale, as sharp-tongued as a razor's edge. The dark-haired form of Durem's favorite harlot was met with a cocky sneer, a wild head of golden hair, and the sort of vivid splashes and skin-tight assymetical clothes of a member of the club scene. In them, an androgynous figure-- the sort of person older teens swoon over--swung his legs over a brick wall ledge and drank from a 80-proof bottle of vodka like it was apple juice. He--she?--THEY slid from the surface with the sort of skilled fluidity of someone who had long mastered the art of motion and finesse. Landing lightly before the older man, he walked a casual circle around him, like an opponent sizing up the competition.
" ...I'm dissapointed, now that I see you. Sure, you're gorgeous-- I'll give you that. But you've gone domestic, " they spat that word like it left a bad flavor in their mouth at him. " Tidy button-ups? Marriage? Cooking dinners and working a part-time job as a librarian from what I hear? It's tragic, for ******** sake. " The figure took a swig from the bottle and wiped at the corner of their lip with a thumb, a slow, practiced gesture. " Too good for the party animals and street rats down in the club scene now, aren't you? Shame, that. To think-- I used to look up to you as a hero. "
"Levi don't even pretend it is that bold of a move. How long have I lived in your house Mm? My flat is practically a den I use now just to get my fix when you are busy."
She purred licking her lips and then her fingers of the sticky sweet mess the strawberries left.
"So shall I take this as a yes? I already picked myself out a pretty little stone and all. We make a dangerous duo, mon noir renard." She crossed the room snaking her arms around Levi's neck brushing her lips across his perfectly chiseled chin. "And beside- Who else could keep up with your record? Mm?"
"Je suis encore très en colère, Levi. You are the worst at keeping a secret. Oui, Our marriage is an odd one and I am certain you are the only creature who understands why-"
The pause was only to gave way so she could pout and unwind herself from the other, Gently leaning her back against the counter next to him, "But really, mon Dieu, vous allez etre en l'ennui terrible. And I would be... I would..."
The redhead had to stop then and instead just look over at her counterpart. He knew. Or he would know what she was going to say but can't. because words you speak and put into the universe have a tendency to get corrupted and twisted. So a look, a look like this would suffice.
"I think you owe me a gold star treatment for the tantrum i have to endure, darling."