- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- It varies. I can't promise much consistency due to my chaotic life.
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Nonbinary
- Transgender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Horror, Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Superpowers, Drama. Also, romance is required with me because I will get bored without it.
Somehow, the Underworld felt colder than usual. Ironic, considering how many mortals told stories about it being hot like fire. The only fire here was Elias, and of course his father. Fairly soon though, the two would be reduced to one. The young demi-god planned to leave here, tonight. With his beloved, Io, he would find someplace else to belong.
For the moment though, he was hopelessly nervous. Heart pounding furiously, he paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. In the background, Cerberus slumbered, a paw resting above the skeletal remains of a mortal who dared to trespass hours before Elias and Io arrived.
"Curse all of them,
the gods above
Must you condemn
that of my love?"
Pausing and sighing, he reached a hand out to no one in particular. Only to close his fist tightly, imagining he was crushing miniature versions of them. All of them. How dare they interfere with his personal life, those nosy gods?
Scoffing, he withdrew his hand and reunited it with the other behind his back. That's when he proceeded with his stressed pacing, plans unfolded in his mind. The time for them to leave was nigh. He did not want to waste a precious second.
For the moment though, he was hopelessly nervous. Heart pounding furiously, he paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. In the background, Cerberus slumbered, a paw resting above the skeletal remains of a mortal who dared to trespass hours before Elias and Io arrived.
"Curse all of them,
the gods above
Must you condemn
that of my love?"
Pausing and sighing, he reached a hand out to no one in particular. Only to close his fist tightly, imagining he was crushing miniature versions of them. All of them. How dare they interfere with his personal life, those nosy gods?
Scoffing, he withdrew his hand and reunited it with the other behind his back. That's when he proceeded with his stressed pacing, plans unfolded in his mind. The time for them to leave was nigh. He did not want to waste a precious second.