- 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.
"So this is the dining hall" Adrien told her. It was large and spacious with high ceilings and windows. There were lots of small tbles that could sit up to ten people scattered around. "See, no one's around so you don't have to worry about people staring at you just yet." He walked over to the standard cafeteria line area where some workers were still standing. Dinner had just ended so the food was still warm. He grabbed two trays -one for him and her- and then thought about it and grabbed a third for Nala.
"What did you want Miss?"
"What did you want Miss?"