Katsuki Bakugo has never backed down from a challenge in his life. Every time an older kid tried to pick on him, every time someone told him he couldn't do something... every time Deku said he'd be number one; he put them in their place, showed them who was boss. The more impossible it seemed, the better."Stupid Deku, why are you still following Bakugo around?" one of Katsuki's cronies sneered, looming over Izuku's small frame. "Not even Bakugo could help a quirkless loser like you become a hero, even if he wanted to!"Bakugo straightened, eyes blazing as he sensed the challenge of a lifetime. A quirkless hero was about as impossible as you could get. "You think I couldn't turn him into a hero?" he scoffed. "Aight, bet."
At the Oscars, you, Y/N, a rising star, are set to present an award. The night takes an unexpected turn when you meet Elizabeth Olsen. Amid the glitz, a candid chat evolves into a memorable connection, blending admiration with a shared passion for acting. This one-shot tale captures a rare, genuine moment in Hollywood's glamour.Version Française:Aux Oscars, vous, Y/N, étoile montante, êtes choisie pour présenter un prix. La soirée prend une tournure inattendue lors de votre rencontre avec Elizabeth Olsen. Parmi les paillettes, une conversation sincère se transforme en une connexion mémorable, mêlant admiration et passion commune pour le métier d'acteur. Ce récit en one-shot saisit un moment rare et authentique dans le glamour hollywoodien.
Back to the days, it's been three years since Misty left for her journey to become THE Water Pokemon Master......But everyone needs a break.She decided to visit a Camp for some rest.Ash is planning the same.Serena is the only person left with him to travel.And not to forget Gary is also travelling with Misty...Read to find out..
You and your class was taken on a cruise for a ocean animal project. Little did you know you would be partnered with your crush, Yoimiya. Things turned out a bit unexpected... (Btw I can't do romantic things so pls bear with me 0////0)
Heb je ooit gehoord van boxspringbetten 180 x 200? Zo niet, dan mis je waarschijnlijk een van de beste slaapervaringen die er zijn.
Hello! This is my first fic so I hope you enjoy, I plan on going through all rwby volume ideas with my own, Enjoy!
The Unknown Angel is a cozy, yet sometimes sad story about a troubled girl who mysteriously lost her family and is desperate to fit in somewhere. She has a few friends who are able to support her emotionally and physically, but its easy to feel like a burden when you have nothing to repay them with. This book is a creation I hope to finish fully one day. I want people to smile and cry and really feel to my writing. (A/N: I am a young 'author' so there are bound to be mistakes in my writing. I hope they aren't terrible or obvious but if they are, please feel free to let me know in the comments! Tell me what you think of my writing, I appreciate it!!) (A/N #2: I drew all the images put into this book, so please do not use them for anything without credit to me!)
Hello everybody! I am Elif, and I decided to make a wattpad account using my friend's email! Without her permission! Little did I know, she was able to find that account, via her email, and access it with no hardships! How silly of me! I merely assumed that she would not check her email at all, which was slowly accumulating dozens upon dozens of emails, over the course of summer break. I somehow completely forgot that she reads her emails everyday, because she can't stand having email notifications if she may have missed something important. I also forgot that she has the power to change the password on my account with said email. Oops! I really should have just used my own email. Now that I see, it would be rather obvious that it was me as I have set the language to my native tongue, and none of her other friends speak any remotely similar languages. Hopefully, I don't throw my next friendship (if I even get one) into the trash like this. She trusted me with some secrets, and I with her. However, now that my relationship with her is over, she can spill some of my secrets, and some rumors I spread about. For example, I told her that one of our oldest friends was having a sexual relationship with another, without bothering to tell her parents and just blocking her when she was asking for help from being groomed. She was 13 at the time. I also told her that I hated several different girls, even though I would often hang out with them and play games with them. I also would gossip about how different people were cheating on each other. Gee I really am an idiotic piece of equine fecal matter.