Haley. Twenty-five, tragically employed, and apparently still convinced that making fictional women is a productive use of my time. I'm a lesbian, an artist when the mood strikes, and a writer of strange little things. I like horror, video games, mythology, and women with enough red flags to decorate an entire kingdom. Welcome, I guess. Mind where you step.

I write women who probably ought to be studied. Psychological horror, fantasy, obsessive devotion, complicated relationships, and whatever else happens to crawl out of my head. Most of my stories are sapphic, and many contain mature or disturbing themes. I like giving people interesting worlds to get lost in, even if they occasionally have to fight their way back out.

Depends. Are you asking about me or the things I've written? I'm reasonably harmless, but the women in my stories are another matter entirely. I leave warnings, keep my definitions open, and generally trust adults to know what they're getting themselves into. Read the tags. Don't drink anything labeled with your name. You'll probably be fine..

Long enough to have accumulated an embarrassing number of fictional people and an equally embarrassing number of unfinished ideas. I came here because I wanted more sapphic stories, particularly in worlds that didn't seem terribly interested in letting women love other women- so I started making my own.

Several things. None of them in a particularly sensible order. I've been revisiting older projects, expanding my fantasy worlds, and making new characters whenever one refuses to leave me alone. Releases are somewhat unpredictable because I do, unfortunately, have a life outside this place. Terrible design flaw, that.

She waits. Then waits a little longer, then resumes sharpening her knife. Apparently, the interview has concluded.