- 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.
Adrien sighed at the stunned look on Amanda's face from Misuki's reaction from realizing she was clinging to Amanda "It's okay, Miss, no one here is going hit or hurt you in anyway; you don't have to worry," he said softly. Personally he didn't blame her a bit. If he could get away with it, he'd hide behind the adults too. Actually he probably could get away with it, but he didn't feel like pushing his luck. He'd wait until he was in a crowd and overwhelmed to do that.
"Now why don't we get your shoe size and you can pick a shoe you like, yeah?"
"Now why don't we get your shoe size and you can pick a shoe you like, yeah?"