- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- 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
- Online Availability
- I'm usually on at points through out the day. Some days I'm not due to various reasons, but I try to give my partners warning if I'm going to be away for more than a day or two
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Primarily Nonbinary
- Genres
- Slice of life, high fantasy, modern fantasy, urban fantasy ...anything fantasy really. Dark comedy, supernatural, psychological - anything with dark overtones and miserable, dysfunctional characters. Love me some Hurt/Comfort.
Julian nodded. "Thank you. I will." He probably would need to call Fletch. Susan was going to be really busy until late today with a lot of appointments and wouldn't be able to come get him if things got bad even though she would want too.
The small boy slid out of Fletch's lap and grabbed his bag, pulling out his phone before climbing back into his spot on the blonde's lap. "Here, add your number so I can reach you." he handed the cell to Fletch. "It's not going to be a bother is it? If I call you?" he asked quietly, "I'd hate to cause you problems just because I can't handle my dad."
The small boy slid out of Fletch's lap and grabbed his bag, pulling out his phone before climbing back into his spot on the blonde's lap. "Here, add your number so I can reach you." he handed the cell to Fletch. "It's not going to be a bother is it? If I call you?" he asked quietly, "I'd hate to cause you problems just because I can't handle my dad."