- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- Multiple posts per week
- Online Availability
- It varies wildly.
- Writing Levels
- Advanced
- Prestige
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Nonbinary
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- I'm open to a wide range of genres. Obscenely wide. It's harder for me to list all I do like than all I don't like.
My favorite settings are fantasy combined with something else, multiverse, post-apoc, historical (mixed with something else), and futuristic. I'm not limited to those, but it's a good start.
My favorite genres include mystery, adventure, action, drama, tragedy (must be mixed with something else and kept balanced), romance (again must be mixed, and more.
I'm happy to include elements of slice-of-life and romance, but doing them on their own doesn't hold my interest indefinitely.
"Kinny! You can't take that mission!" Faida gaped at the muscular hand that gripped a two-star mission. "Lady Jade says you're only allowed on one-stars," she whispered.
Beside her, the baby-faced and muscular man grimaced. "It's cool, really." He grinned towards the Huntress, then paused and tilted his head. "I... don't think we've met?" One eyebrow lifted as he tilted his head, a smile on his face as he decided to turn on the charm.
"Oh!" The girl's ears grew pink. "Sorry, I just... I'm kind of in intel, unofficially. Trying to get into it. My name's Fade—well, it's Faida." She gave a firm nod and offered her hand.
"Kinny," he answered and shook her hand. "You're pretty cute, you know."
"You are, too." She trailed off, and her ears reddened suddenly. "I mean, uh... No! I ship you with someone else!" She shook her head rapidly. "But if you wanna do a three-star, I'll go with you!" The words came out in a rush that shocked her, and the blush spread to her cheeks.
The young man tilted his head, then chuckled. "Sure, I'm game, Faida." He winked, then tapped the paper. "It'll be cold, so go bundle up and meet up with me—"
"No!" She snagged the paper away and winked, forcing confidence despite how much she wanted to throw herself against the... very pretty man. "Let senpai handle the portal, you're just a babby. We'll meet up in Willow's courtyard, so I'm sure you won't run off."
Babby? Senpai? Kinny snorted and shook his head. "Oh my god, you're a weeaboo. Fine, though." He stuck his tongue out. "Meet you in a half hour."
True to his word, Kinny arrived in the courtyard a half hour later, bundled with a knit sweater, heavy boots, and several sets of gloves, hats, and scarves stuffed into his jacket's pockets. The jacket itself was zipped up tight, and he wore flannel underwear beneath his jeans.
Faida arrived seven minutes later, wearing her own layers, and zipping her jacket over top of her pastel blue hoodie. On her head, she wore a fuzzy pink cat hat with ears, and fingerless gloves adorned her hands. The girl shoved a couple pairs more of gloves and mittens into her pockets, then grinned at Kinny. "Sorry I'm late, Brock and Rare were being adorable, and I had to watch at least a few minutes." Her grin spoke of a complete lack of apology, and her content sigh warmed her ears with redness. "They really need to go official."
"Yeah, though it'd kinda fuck that dynamic they've got going, wouldn't it?"
Faida shook her head. "No! It could be a dom/sub relationship!" Her eyes narrowed and her lips puckered as she glared at the now-smirking male.
Slightly impatient, Kinny glanced toward the door and then back towards Faida. "We gonna get goin? I have a feeling Kina or Kyo are already on their way to tell Auntie."
"Oh!" With a rapid nod, Faida pulled the portable portal from a pocket. The all-important tool looked like nothing more than a carabiner key-chain with loops of yarn wound loosely about it, with a beaded tail attached to one side, though it had no knots. She unhooked the tailed loop, then used the notepad to adjust the beads to the proper coordinates. Finally, she tossed it against a nearby wall, and it spread, taking shape into an ellipse. It immediately snapped to display the other side, and Faida hopped through, followed by Kinny at a casual walk.
On the other side, any who witnessed their arrival saw an elliptical window appear, offering a clear view of a garden in summer, with a beautiful willow at its center, and two bundled blonds in long leather coats. The pair stepped through, she with pep and he with a mere step, and then the young man reached back and hooked a finger back through near the top without turning to look, then pulled it down. The moment the flat surface was disrupted, it collapsed, and a small flick pulled his finger from the tiny remaining portal. He offered the rough loop of yarn to the young lady, and she took it with an uncertain smile.
A few moments later, she finished looping it up, and then clipped it shit with her carabiner. She slipped it into her pocket, then pulled out a pair of gloves.
"It is a bit cold here." She pulled them on, then flipped up the collar of her jacket.
"I told you." Kinny grinned, though his face already hurt. "I brought vaseline and lip balm in case we get chapped up."
"Thanks." Faida rubbed her hands together and looked around. "Um. Business. The note said there's an old Hunter relic not far off, and we're to keep a local explorer from it."
Kinny nodded. "Yeah, I remember." He looked around as well, trying to spot, scent, or hear their target. "Didn't say kill?"
She breathed inward quietly but abruptly, then shook her head. "Nope. Didn't say kill."
"Oh, good. That'll be a last resort. I don't... like making ghosts." Kinny's eyes narrowed and he looked down, remembering several things at once.
Beside her, the baby-faced and muscular man grimaced. "It's cool, really." He grinned towards the Huntress, then paused and tilted his head. "I... don't think we've met?" One eyebrow lifted as he tilted his head, a smile on his face as he decided to turn on the charm.
"Oh!" The girl's ears grew pink. "Sorry, I just... I'm kind of in intel, unofficially. Trying to get into it. My name's Fade—well, it's Faida." She gave a firm nod and offered her hand.
"Kinny," he answered and shook her hand. "You're pretty cute, you know."
"You are, too." She trailed off, and her ears reddened suddenly. "I mean, uh... No! I ship you with someone else!" She shook her head rapidly. "But if you wanna do a three-star, I'll go with you!" The words came out in a rush that shocked her, and the blush spread to her cheeks.
The young man tilted his head, then chuckled. "Sure, I'm game, Faida." He winked, then tapped the paper. "It'll be cold, so go bundle up and meet up with me—"
"No!" She snagged the paper away and winked, forcing confidence despite how much she wanted to throw herself against the... very pretty man. "Let senpai handle the portal, you're just a babby. We'll meet up in Willow's courtyard, so I'm sure you won't run off."
Babby? Senpai? Kinny snorted and shook his head. "Oh my god, you're a weeaboo. Fine, though." He stuck his tongue out. "Meet you in a half hour."
True to his word, Kinny arrived in the courtyard a half hour later, bundled with a knit sweater, heavy boots, and several sets of gloves, hats, and scarves stuffed into his jacket's pockets. The jacket itself was zipped up tight, and he wore flannel underwear beneath his jeans.
Faida arrived seven minutes later, wearing her own layers, and zipping her jacket over top of her pastel blue hoodie. On her head, she wore a fuzzy pink cat hat with ears, and fingerless gloves adorned her hands. The girl shoved a couple pairs more of gloves and mittens into her pockets, then grinned at Kinny. "Sorry I'm late, Brock and Rare were being adorable, and I had to watch at least a few minutes." Her grin spoke of a complete lack of apology, and her content sigh warmed her ears with redness. "They really need to go official."
"Yeah, though it'd kinda fuck that dynamic they've got going, wouldn't it?"
Faida shook her head. "No! It could be a dom/sub relationship!" Her eyes narrowed and her lips puckered as she glared at the now-smirking male.
Slightly impatient, Kinny glanced toward the door and then back towards Faida. "We gonna get goin? I have a feeling Kina or Kyo are already on their way to tell Auntie."
"Oh!" With a rapid nod, Faida pulled the portable portal from a pocket. The all-important tool looked like nothing more than a carabiner key-chain with loops of yarn wound loosely about it, with a beaded tail attached to one side, though it had no knots. She unhooked the tailed loop, then used the notepad to adjust the beads to the proper coordinates. Finally, she tossed it against a nearby wall, and it spread, taking shape into an ellipse. It immediately snapped to display the other side, and Faida hopped through, followed by Kinny at a casual walk.
On the other side, any who witnessed their arrival saw an elliptical window appear, offering a clear view of a garden in summer, with a beautiful willow at its center, and two bundled blonds in long leather coats. The pair stepped through, she with pep and he with a mere step, and then the young man reached back and hooked a finger back through near the top without turning to look, then pulled it down. The moment the flat surface was disrupted, it collapsed, and a small flick pulled his finger from the tiny remaining portal. He offered the rough loop of yarn to the young lady, and she took it with an uncertain smile.
A few moments later, she finished looping it up, and then clipped it shit with her carabiner. She slipped it into her pocket, then pulled out a pair of gloves.
"It is a bit cold here." She pulled them on, then flipped up the collar of her jacket.
"I told you." Kinny grinned, though his face already hurt. "I brought vaseline and lip balm in case we get chapped up."
"Thanks." Faida rubbed her hands together and looked around. "Um. Business. The note said there's an old Hunter relic not far off, and we're to keep a local explorer from it."
Kinny nodded. "Yeah, I remember." He looked around as well, trying to spot, scent, or hear their target. "Didn't say kill?"
She breathed inward quietly but abruptly, then shook her head. "Nope. Didn't say kill."
"Oh, good. That'll be a last resort. I don't... like making ghosts." Kinny's eyes narrowed and he looked down, remembering several things at once.