I found this funnier than I should have...
revankohl: I’ve been playing a game called Saints Row and was running from the police and a rival gang, they blew up my car so I quickly stole another one and took off… The game always tells you the type of car you’re in when you first start driving it and when I saw the type of car I was in, I started laughing and added it to my car list. TEMPTRESS COME HERE, I WANT TO RIDE IN YOU!
mistletoeanon: revankohl: The Temptress is a nice, fast car, though it’s not very big. She’s capable of plowing through other cars without scratching her paint. Shit… Goddammit… Luckily she recovers well. I shouldn’t be allowed to drive things… Only I will understand why this is so amazingly funny
Perhaps I may be a whisper, A sound in the wind But even my ears can hear noises therein. I saw you were a fan, And I feel almost a bit upset Because I have not given you a moment of my time Alone yet. I must admit, Darling, that this flatters me so For having another Kink anon as a fan is an entirely different scenario I have seen your work, Your actions quite good But tell me, Has anyone...
Anonymous asked: Is it bad that when I saw 'The Handler of Temptress' I imagined Temp as a dog dragging her writer around where she wants despite the writers attempts at controlling her?
mistletoeanon asked: The writer on this side gives off the feel wave. Be ready to be hit by it momentarily.
Anonymous asked: I am sad to hear that you will be leaving GaiaOnline as an anon, but I wish you the best of luck in the next stage of your life and I'm proud of the choices you've made. I wanted to thank you for the wonderful messages you've sent me on GaiaOnline, and for also being a source of inspiration to join the kink anon community. Until we meet again, adieu et bonne chance! o 3o~~<3
mistletoeanon asked: The writer is overcome by feely feels and is unable to even slip out of character for this, she simply writes a narrative for no reason. Her feely feels are rather feely.
Anonymous asked: So I guess you won't be able to be in touch much anymore?
adventuresinastrangeworld asked: You're leaving me?! ; n ; You will be missed.
Anonymous asked: You will be missed.
S'ont je fin cette
I did think that perhaps I could wait Just a few more days until the date But it seems that I too must go I thought I would have more time than this though… So many things left unfinished, a romance that had only just began And just like that, the time once again ran Now I knew this from the beginning my darlings, I knew it from the start My time with all of you was quite limited in...
Anonymous asked: Hello, hello~ *huggles*
Anonymous asked: *sneak pounce attack*
Anonymous asked: What's that person like?
Anonymous asked: Do you know many people with horns?
adventuresinastrangeworld asked: Tempty gets to jump the queue of people who want to know what pokemon I think they are because it's my queue. Also you get two answers because I happened to be talking to Vesraen when you reblogged. Ves says you're Jynx. I say you are Ditto, because everyone wants to use you for breeding purposes.
The Poets Corner: When Falinn gets bored...... →
bittersweetanonymous: Anon Misadventures Chapter Two: Temp Long ago, which really wasn’t all that long really, lived a kink anon known as the Temptress and was an anon that almost everyone had at least heard of. She was sitting in her room doing whatever it is temptresses do when they’re alone when she hears the…
Anon replies.... Part 4
«ooc: Seriously. This is outrageous. How do I get this many anons overnight? How am I suppose to reply to all of these, Anon, run a thread, and you know Be my seductive self. Gosh.» Below are replies to : -Keeeeeeeevvvvvvvvvvviiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnn -Sandy Claws (Jack Skellington) -The Quiet Seductress -Santa [[MORE]] Keeeeeeeevvvvvvvvvvviiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnn Well aren’t...
I see myself holding you close to me, Squeezing your body tight. But for all I see as I daydream, I know I’ll get tenfold tonight. [[MORE]] Running my palms across your breast, As you tremble and bite your lip. Feeling your hands upon my chest, The softness of each fingertip. Tasting your neck so sweet, so soft, and slowly lowering my kiss. Over pert nipples, across your navel,...