Sexual Questionnaire~Rules~More Like This
1. Post this in your own journal with the title "Sexual Questionnaire"
2. No lying on the answers!
3. Tag 3 people
1. Favorite position?
Position? Like in a game?
2. Do you like seeing girls/guys in nylons?
Huh? Why would a guy wear nylons..?
3. What things on a girl/guy turns you on the most?
4. Outside of a human body, what also turns you on?
Huh? Like features I like? Hm...I guess I don't mind muscles...
5. What kind of toys would you love to experiment with?
Toys? Like a doll? I like to experiment with them! Like seeing at which temperature they would blow up!
6. Leather or corsets? (on a girl obviously)
I don't mind wearing either.
7. Whatever you chose above (either a or b, that's up to you) or waiting completely naked in bed?
W-WHAT!? WHY WOULD THEY BE NAKED?! *turns to admin*
admin(Eer...Nothing to worry about Hana! *pats her head* ))
8. Erotic books/stories or erotic role plays?
Erotic? OH! You must mean exotic! I like reading and role playing!
hunger(( rp yes? ))More Like This
the Canadians hunger grew, he had a much stronger blood lust this day. He wanted more blood to drink no, he needed more blood. He was a bit more paler than usual.
He went out, looking for more people to hunt, he particularly didn't care who it was, as long it wasn't a small child. He would drink to almost the last drop before the last heartbeat. He fangs were a bit longer, his crimson eyes glowed.
He now noticed you, he smirked delighted , and chuckled " bonjour~ mon ami~ " he took a few steps towards you " I'm so glad to see you~ "
Constructive Criticism"Tell me what you think."More Like This
"Of the poem?"
"No, of my face. Yes, the poem."
"I was going to say, because your face is just stupid."
"Very funny. Read."
"What did you think?"
"Why did you write this?"
"I wrote it for you."
"You make me self conscious when you say things like that."
"I'm not worth this you know."
"What does that mean?"
"I am half a girl, and I deserve half a poem."
"That is not true, and you still haven't told me what you really thought about it."
"It's as broken and complex and half hearted as a sad song about the way you feel ink trail between your fingers like it's blood. There is no reason for it, it's the kind of beautiful that is there just for being there. It happened, it's a moment in time forever frozen and to be remembered in a way that candles that burn in holy places should be. It's a forever, all by itself- Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Because you believe you deserve half a poem."
"I do. I am too damaged and broken an