Name: "I-I'm Damian." He whispered, focusing on his hands.
Age: "I'm 15..." He smiled softly.
Gender: "Am I that feminine." He whispered. (Male)
Species: "I-I'm 1/4 demon."
Sexuality: "I have no reason to lie, I'm gay." He smiled sweetly.
Height: "I-I'm 5'2..." He glanced up at you.
Clothing preference: Male
Looks:
Personality: Quiet, Skittish, Sensible, Easily Flustered, Kind, Lovable
Likes: "I like unicorns... And you. I like you." He whispered.
Dislikes: "B-being scolded, hurt, being in an overpopulated area." He muttered, not wanting to give out information.
Fears: "B-basically everything." He hugged himself with a red face.
Tattoos/Piercings: He nodded. "As a dare you had me get my ears pierced, remember?"
Scars: "N-No, you usually make sure I don't get hurt." He smiled up at you.
Occupation: "I-i probably won't have to work a day in my life." He mumbled. "Or at least that's what I'm told." (Heir of a large company
Backstory: Small Damian was born to a the founder of a small fashion thing company or whatever it is. When he was born his father left his mother with this child. He grew up with a very lenient mother who gave him most things, although Damian tries to hide this fact from his friends. Damian grew up, a silver spoon in his mouth. Because his mother was his main role model, he was a super innocent sweet child.
Turnons: (he's a fuckin cinnamon roll.)
Turnoffs:(too pure for the world.)
Position: Uke
Theme song: Innocence