- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Nonbinary
- Agender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Primarily Nonbinary
- Genres
- genre(s): general, fantasy (high or low, modern, urban, or whatever), slice of life, modern, supernatural, paranormal, comedy, romance, mystery, drama, adventure ; dark themes (to add more)
themes: angst/fluff ; slow/fast burn; romance ; platonic ; arrange marriage ; fake dating ; enemies to friends ; enemies to lovers ; college, family, friendship, hurt/comfort, bayside/beach/island, city/urdan, forest, mythology, mythological creatures, friends to lovers, found family ; (to add more)
Brown eyes widened at the suggestions from the older woman. Ira had never felt his face feel very warm. From anyone's sight, they'll think he looks like a tomato. Ira waved his hands rapidly in front of him, shaking his head as well. "I-I-I don't think that's a g-good idea, Eileen. I mean, despite all that, I'm pretty sure the nicknames were a couple of mistakes." He stated quickly, trying to calm down the heating of his cheeks. His heart started to pound against his ribcage at the thought of kissing the older man and making a move on him first. "B-besides, what if he doesn't like it...? What if he hates me for it and doesn't want to see me anymore..."