- 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.
Math was boring, Midori decided, and now she understood why doodling helped her focus. With her hands empty, her mind liked to wander even more then it normally did and boy did it wander. It kept wandering back to the meadow and to her and Ichiro and them doing all sorts of things she'd never tell her brothers. 'Bad Midori,' she told herself as her face heated up, 'just pay attention and then school will end and then you and Ichiro can spend the weekend together'