❝ I don't want to hear another word about my attitude. I don't want anyone looking over my shoulder, and I sure as hell don't want anyone second-guessing what I do. ❞ REQUESTS ARE NOT OPEN (Based upon both book and movie-adapted Mitch Rapp.)

"It's ok if you hate me Mitch. I get it." I looked up at him to see him staring at me an unreadable expression on his face. "But you have to understand I did what I had to do to save thousands of lives. I chose a crappy beach with shitty weather on a dumb island instead of a train station, an airport, or a fucking preschool." My voice began to come out shakey from all the anger I had. "You deserve to hate me. Hell, I hate me. But dont think for a second you know the real me." I do not own any american assasin or atomic blonde story lines or characters except for my own

❝ And all I want, like in the world, is to just keep talking to you. ❞ REQUESTS ARE CLOSED :(

She'd been providing for herself since the age of fourteen when her parents had died tragically in a car accident. But now, two years late at the age of sixteen, she finally has a place to call home. Lydia was shy. Very, extremely, inevitably, shy. She didn't answer the door when there was a knock or barely responded when spoken to and the only personal information that Stiles knew about her was that she adored books. The Stilinski's had a few problems themselves but Lydia was no harm and kept to herself. Yeah...that's not quite what happens.

Stiles was no knight in shining armor. Hell he wasn't even a castle guard. Instead this boy of nineteen was a florist. Yes you heard right, a middle class peasant florist. He dreamed of the princess often, hell didn't everyone? So I guess you could say he was just as normal as anyone else. Until he made his daily venture through the woods and stumbled upon a girl no older than him. Well, she stumbled upon him. "Why are you in a tree?" The girl laughs, causing him to smile. "My best friend told me to climb up here and stay put." He shrugs. "And you listened?" She laughs again. He couldn't exactly tell her he had no choice but to do what his friend had told him. It was his curse. •••••••• Loosely based off of Ella Enchanted (very very VERY loosely)

❝ Personally, I'm a fan of ignoring the problem until it goes away. ❞ REQUESTS ARE NOT OPEN UGH love you

❝ We get out now, or we die trying. ❞ REQUESTS ARE CLOSED SO SORRY

❝ I just happened to step into acting. And now I can't imagine myself doing anything else. ❞ REQUESTS ARE NOT OPEN :( btw, i will give warnings enjoy #53 in FANFICTION as of 10/19/15 #30 in FANFICTION as of 11/18/2015 #20 in FANFICTION as of 12/25/2015 #13 in FANFICTION as of 01/01/2016 #6 in FANFICTION as of 01/03/2016

❝ Quick interjection. When you say 'on the line', do you mean 'online'? ❞ REQUESTS ARE CLOSED OOPS

| COMPLETED | Skye McMahon's dad just lost his job and his girlfriend. She knows that her job at Boots wont pay their bills. All hope is lost for her and her dad. Until, her dad finds this amazing opportunity for an internship at Google. Will the open door lead to a happy ending or full on disaster? <<<<<<<<<< 'They closed down our business' The words stuck in my head, thumping to match my heart beat. My dad had recently broke the big news to me about his and Nick's business closing down. His girlfriend, my step mom, had left after he told her. She yelled at him about never accomplishing things. I heard her start yelling and ran upstairs, i hate it when they argue. When dad dropped the bomb on us about his job, i knew it was all over, dad wouldn't be able to pay off the bills and my step mom was soon going to move. She couldn't pay for all of us, she can barely pay for herself. ©Copyright | All Rights Reserved -prettylittlehotmess