- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Online Availability
- 3pm - 1am (GMT / BST)
- Writing Levels
- Beginner
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Nonbinary
- Transgender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Monsters, supernatural, fantasy, romance, criminality, slice-of-life (modern or set in past, usually with some twists)
"The point is, sweetheart, is that he's done what he has to. He's no use to us now and, given he's fucked my life up and he hates me, and I hate him, I think I'm long overdue punching his pathetic little face in," he shrugged absently, only relaxing from the built up tension to grab his plate with a hungry grin, one that was immediately copied and replicated by his young, impressionable son. "Maybe we can go out later?" He suggested to his ex, eyeing her with a small grin. "I mean, we can go to dinner after I've finished with Theodore. I'll take you out somewhere real fancy, babe. I have some cash after a... drug deal, so I'll spend on my lovely son and his smoking hot Mom, how 'bout that? You know you love me, Anna. If I need to start treating you like a Queen for you to realise it, so be it."