what if deku was not like he seems will they find out when he moves into the dorms?
"Do you mean to say that those people... were murdered?" Ms. Greta Lindenbergh gasps. "Yes, Ms. Lindenbergh. Those people were murdered in your candy shop, and it's necessary that we apprehend the criminal immediately before anyone gets hurt.""What could you possibly do? You're just a child." Greta's mother, Rosalie, interjects."I beg your pardon, ma'am, but I am technically a New York City Police Officer. I may be young, but I am the best detective in my graduating class at Madame LeFoux's Academy for Gifted Young Ladies." "Ah, yes. My niece Angela attends that school. However, she maintained that she is the premier detective in her class." Rosalie Lindenbergh replies."She is a worthy competitor, I admit. However, I am the best in the field," I reply. "My name is Cleopatra Sanchez. It's a pleasure to meet you. Mrs. Lindenbergh."
Here is where you find some of my drawing.Request away to what I should draw, it can be anything with FNAF, MLP or UNDERTALE :3
A collection of poems written by me to deal with the inevitable torture that is grief and loss.We all go through it, for better or for worse...Letters To You
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Shannon Messenger, Rick Riordan or the Marvel Universe.
Welcome to the Fanfiction Book Club. We are all here to improve our craft just like any other book club, except only fanfiction stories are allowed here. If you have a fanfiction you want to share, come on in.
Christian and Mike are Viners, each with large following. Christian invites Mike to go on PressPlay tour, a convention for online content creators. The boys' relationship quickly grows as they become best friends, but when hints of romance begin to show themselves, the two begin to wonder if they could ever be *~something more~*
it all started with a dare the dig of my life who knows where they could have gotten away with it and now i know but you don't coz this is just a description so i will have to throw you back
"You climb trees, you dive off cliffs, bugs don't bother you, your belly is hairy, you pick me and swing me over your shoulder when I'm tired and you worry about me and follow me until I get home." This is the story of a vintage love between a rich winemaker and a college art student that broke boundaries and challenged traditions. Pokeshipping.