- 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)
"I guess I don't-- Matteo might be following, but he cares about me. He'll... He'll be alright, as long as I come back soon. I-Isaac, I just-- why do I have to go-- I-I know what you said. You said you wanted to be friends, didn't you? In the car, you said we could still be friends. I want that. I-It's... not my preferred choice, but I can't not have you in my life," began the boy, almost pleadingly, like he was on the verge of getting on his knees and begging him. He was a pitiful sight right now, all pale and teary and shaky. The boy had gone through a lot in the last few hours, after all. "D-Don't... Don't force me away, I-I c-can't take th-that."