Gently. o.o 'Babe, I think I've got a kinda weird fantasy. I really like/love you and I want to share it with you, but I don't want you to think I'm weird.' If you can't stomach bringing it up and hoping she doesn't resent you for it, you got two options. Don't tell her and pornify EVERYTHING, or it's likely not gonna work out...
A fly because it's a FLY. o.o
I'd imagine their final moments would depend on if they thought I knew about them or not. It'd either be "Now wait, Goddess! I'm not a bug! I'm a real human be-"*SQUISH* or "Wait! No! Don't squi-" *SQUISH*. o.o Either way, sheer panic.
Not QUITE airtight. But close enough to block GOOD airflow.
Likely my cherry lotion. Faint earthy aroma of canvas and rubber. o.o
"Too bad, buggy.`"
They squish the same. o,o
I haven't. My boyfriend has, and she was nice to him. He was the one 8-ish years ago that asked her to make a DeviantArt page. Doubt he was the only one, but still.
o.o Eat a planet like a jawbreaker.
You're an author. Writing is frustrating. Add some distractions to that based on things you like.
I'm right around 50/50.
Impact fractures mostly. Arm, left shin. o.o Broke a toe once. Feckin' hurts.
I don't do pics.
Cookies, ice cream, pie.
Like a far less breathable memory foam pillow.
I have two!
I'm actually good at baking. Cinnabon cookies last week were complex.
And I'd giggle at the thought of that.
I don't cook but my boyfriend does. o,o
VR is pretty size-trippy. o,o