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Guilty as fuck. Next person has listened to Bear Ghost.

Guilty, though it didnt last for long. The next person listens to the band System of a Down.

Wet dream

Not Guilty. Not out of any dislike; I tend to listen to instrumental music most often because my brain can't write and handle singing at the same time. The next person has been a part of a polyamorous relationship.

Perky personality

Marry, because I could pick their brain for anything~

Fuck. Partly as a welcome to the poly party, partly as a surefire way to come around to the cuddling, reading, and eating. (Well, more eating. Different eating.)

Fuck because we're married, and I want to make sure he knows there are no hard feelings. Well... I mean, THOSE hard feelings, sure. But not me being upset about my earlier, untimely demise.

Marry. Because I don't want them leaving with either my leather jacket or RPG books, and hey, the whole poly thing works so long as everyone makes it to game night. Sorry about killing you earlier, but it had to be done.

Marry just to create some kind of weird poly reading eating cuddling thing til we decide to leave.

Bump

Marry. I get the feeling that between the good music and RPGs I'd find all kinds of treasures a little goblin freak like me could get into. Also just a vibe that he owns an old leather jacket that I can wrap up in for naps. Though, probably less of a marriage and more of a 'you let me in to read an RPG book and gave me something to eat and drink, so by the laws of fae I live here until I leave of my own accord'.

Bump

Bump

the night was cold and brisk. guards patrolled the area just not near the splash zone they apparently spent all day making. alas despite everything in the dead of night and the watchful eye of who knows what. the harlots display at this moment was not unnoticed by more civil eyes even if that display apparently was looking like used marinated meat on a meat hook of all things... subtle yet audible foot steps explored the area before a soft yet concerning voice broke the eerie silence. " you know, you'll probably catch your death out here... if you stay for too long, demon or not." making their appearance a reptilian looking individ

Kill, to stop all this killing madness!!

Kill, because hey... I'm on a roll. :P

Fuck, because she killed the person trying to kill me.

I've decided to come back to Ecchi part-time for now. I want to try and get back into some writing, so I figured bringing Emiri back would be good!

Emiri wanted to be strong. She had to be. If she gave in—if she broke—her sister and any Magic Girls who survived might suffer because of it. That thought alone kept her clinging to whatever scraps of courage she had left. She couldn’t lose herself, not now. She looked at Canata, eyes heavy with desperation. “I want to understand what’s inside me… my desires, my fears. But I can’t let them consume me. It feels like I’m torn in half—between wanting something I can’t even name, and trying to stay good. I’ve never stepped off the path they told me to walk—until now. Until you.” Her breath shook as she exhaled. Her body ached with defeat, an

it was hard to believe, how someone dressed like that, hadn't been around the block yet, much less defiled by any prying eyes of a guard much less one of nobility or royalty. it was almost hard to believe she was being serious even now. the questionnaire made his pause for a moment, scratching his head even. " wow, your uh, your a lot more sheltered then i thought for a piece of green ass... " " very well then... a flesh light is a object used to simulate the sensation of a pussy, artificially of course... the phase when applied to a person is used as a derogatory way to refer to a person as a object reduced to merely sever the pur

I am fine with a clean slate as well.