ladyella190

COMMISION GUIDELINES
By ladyella190

What I write:
I take commissions for certain fandoms (listed below) and I can also write for any original characters or worlds. If you give me an idea of what you want, I am capable of working within those guidelines.

If you request work for an original character or world, you retain ownership of those characters/worlds. The work I write is owned by you, but I respectfully request that you cite me as the author if you decide to share any work. I will not share any work I write unless there is written permission and I will always state you as the original creator.

I am capable of writing one-shots or short stories, however I will not do anything beyond ten chapters. I can write descriptions for any original characters or world and I will take any writing prompts as well.
I also enjoy history, and am willing to write any short stories or one-shots for Medieval England, Tudor England, Renaissance Italy, Medieval France, or Revolutionary America.

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About Me:
I am 26 years old and have been writing since I was 13. I enjoy playing the violin, reading, and needle crafts, such as cross stitch and sewing. I’m also a bit of a history buff and love to read about Medieval or Tudor England. I’m very good with details and conveying emotion. I’ve been improving my writing since I discovered fanfiction, and if you saw my early works you would completely agree that I’ve come a long way. Seriously. I winced when I read my very first fanfiction last year.
Fun fact: I have an obsession with cats. Cats are love. Cats are amazing. I want ALL the cats.

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Pricing:
Short Stories : $2 per 500 words
Multi Chapter (up to ten) : $6 per chapter

Everything is done on my own time, and depends on how busy I am with work. But I can usually give you a time frame during the initial discussions. Multi chapters usually take the longest and I will not take any further requests for a multi chapter if I am already working on one. I will always inform you when I am free to write one if you note me, but I ask that you refrain from requesting until I am finished.

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Refunds:
Not started : Full refund
Started but only somewhat completed : 75%
Started, halfway completed : 50%
Started, almost completed : 25%
Finished but not yet submitted : no refund

Methods of payment:
Paypal – janelgarcia.89@gmail.com

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Fanfictions I’m familiar with:
Harry Potter
Chronicles of Narnia
Marvel (Thor, Iron Man, Captain America)
Many others but please ask before requesting

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Strengths:
Romance
Mental Health
Relationship problems
Friendship/Family
Death/Grief
One Word Prompts

Weaknesses:
Sexual scenes
LGBTQ – coming out, experience***
More will be added when discovered

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I will not write anything containing:
Rape
Violence
Shota
Smut
Genderswap

***I have nothing against the LGBTQ community,  and am complete support of equal rights. I have limited experience with writing anything featuring such a character, though I am 100% willing to work with the one if you so desire.

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If you are interested and wish to contact me with an idea, please note me with the following information:

Username
What type of work you want and length (one-shot, short story, character description, multi-chapter)
Whether it’s original, fiction, fanfiction (please state which work of fiction if it’s a fanfiction)
Basic plot/Genre and character pairings (if necessary)
Any additional information of you own that you wish me to include

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If you are interested but unsure, I have several of my written works on my profile and will continue to add more, so please feel free to check them out. If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to note me.

~****Thank you for reading, and I look forward to hearing from you.****~

Woah. It's been ages since I've written anything here. In fact, I haven't really checked my account in several years, which is rather sad, I must admit. 

I've been working on my own writings and submitting to other sites (I've added some content here as deviations), and have recently acquired a new violin, for which I am psyched to start playing with.

Honestly, the last few years have been rather hectic, and the emotional toll has been rough. Indeed, it wasn't until last year that I was able to figure things out. But I'm sure no one's interested in my life story, so I'll just leave it at that. 

In any case, because I've been writing so much lately, and with the suggestion from a friend, I've decided to start writing for money. (In case you haven't noticed on my profile page yet.) I'm still working on my official Guidelines, but I hope to be up for business shortly. 

This really isn't much of an update, but I thought I should add something here. Look for my Guidelines if you're interested in hiring me, and until next time! 

Okay, I apologize for not updating sooner. I had to get rid of my internet, and the connection I have now is unstable, which sucks, but oh well.

ANYWAY. I feel like an idiot because I only remember bits and pieces of the second dream. The third dream is easy because its basically the same thing as the first, but it ends when I'm driving my Nana to the airport. As for the second dream, you'll have to forgive me if it doesn't make sense. I don't even think it makes sense to me.

*** means I'm missing a part.

So, the second dream I'm with a bunch of friends. We're planning on going to the movies. (No idea what movie it is. I don't even think we made it to the theater.)  *** My friends are gone, replaced by my brothers and some random dude that appeared out of nowhere. We're on a cruise ship, and I look at my brother, Matt, and say to him "you're supposed to be dead." (Back story: Matt died 3 years ago of a brain tumor.) He says something witty (no idea what it was) when planes come out of nowhere and start bombing the whole ship.

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Somehow, I ended up NYC, where my mom gives me a gift while the planes are bombing the city. Everyone is running and screaming at the top of their lungs, and yet I calmly accept the gift. We promise to meet up at the airport, because the bus doesn't have enough room.

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That's all I remember. Oh! Wait! I lied!

The planes blow up the airport, leaving me stranded.

And that's it. The weird part of is that I feel like I've had that same dream before, which wouldn't surprise me, because I've had repeats of the same dream before (mostly nightmares.) So, yeah.

And the third dream is the same as the first, just ended earlier on. And there might have been a couple changes, but that must not have been very significant because I don't remember them.

Don't you find that weird, though? I mean, its kinda creepy, considering the world's going to end in a year and a half. As I've said previously, I don't believe in the apocalypse AT ALL. But I find these dreams sort of ironic. And stupid.

Anyway, that's enough for now. I'll post something later. Eventually.

Until next time!

I have to say first, that I do not believe the world will end on December 21, 2012. If you disagree, that's fine, and I respect that. But just know that I find any mention of the Apocalypse quite entertaining, and if I offend you, that was not my intention.

That said, the past couple weeks, I've had several dreams. Well, technically, they're nightmares. Anyway, I only remember two, but I can picture a glimpse of a couple scenes from different dreams. Trust me when I say I NEVER get nightmares. It is extremely rare for me to be waking up sweating and shaking. But for some unknown reason, I've been getting them. And it feels like each nightmare is worse than the nightmare before.

The first dream started off at my high school cafeteria. During my time in Cheverus (the school) I had become very friendly with the lunch ladies. In the dream, I had gone to visit them and catch up. The scene shifted slightly, and we were no longer in a school gym, but a cafe. We still continued to talk, and eventually a Chinese woman appeared out of nowhere and joined in on the conversation. I don't remember what we talked about, so I can't tell you that.

But what I can tell you is that somehow, we turned our attention to a TV that was hanging above. The show had been interrupted by a news bulletin, which claimed that China was under attack from meteors and that the surface was cracking in various areas. People were fleeing to India and other various countries. We ceased talking because tremors started to occur. After saying we'll meet at the airport, we separated to go back home and collect what we could carry.

The scene completely shifted and I was in a car, driving with my Nana. Apparently, at this part, I was in China, because the road started to crack. My Nana started saying we can't leave yet, because she had left something important back at the nursing home. And, despite the fact that the world was (apparently) ending, I turned the car around and headed back. At the nursing home, I helped my Nana pack her item (what it was I can't recall). The tremors had ceased and I wandered around, looking at the debris.

Eventually, I came across an elderly woman sitting in bed. She was alone. When I asked her why she was still here, she said something along the lines of "My time has come and I'm ready to die." Just then, ANOTHER woman came in, asking if I had seen a peacock. I said no. At that exact moment, the tremors came back and I heard my Nana screaming for help. Everything was shaking, things falling from the ceiling and off the shelves. I ran towards her room, but the hallway gets longer, and her voice fades. I just can't seem to reach her. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of running, the floor opened up before me and I slipped and fell into darkness.

And then I woke up.

I know that sounds silly and unrealistic, but believe me, if you had seen the Earth's surface crumbling beneath you and the cries of your grandmother calling for help, you would be shaking. It was so FRIGHTENING! After waking up, and moving around for a bit, I looked back at the nightmare, and literally giggled. "The world's not gonna end, Ally. Your brain is making it all up, maybe due to something from the past or something someone had said."

The next four nights were uneventful, that is, I don't remember dreaming. But I go to bed at midnight on the fifth night and as I drifted off to sleep, I got an odd feeling.

To be continued...