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Rough days are the only thing you've ever had for as long as you can remember. So when the opportunity to join Blue Lock-and stay away from the dread that invades your house-a...
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who missed meദ്ദി •⩊• )
HELLOOOOUU GUYSSS sorry SORRRYYYYY for the long await, i cant believe its been like months already since the last update (◞ w ◟") . . .?? omg the fanfic author curse is real. I MISSED U ALLL GAHHHHH
anyway ive made another fic called 'manager-chan' and i think yall would like it, so check it out :) i wanna rewrite-revamp it all tbh but i think it has rlly good lore and yall gonna love the twist. but its also kinda light and more on the 'funny' side.. i think? the yn is super real ദ്ദിദ്ദി •⩊• ) thats all i can say cus no spoilers !:))
AND OMG more than 300k reads and almost 14k votes? i actually dont know how ppl can get thru the first chaps cus everytime i reread i physically recoil at myself ,, but THANK U ヾ(•̀ ヮ <)و!!
idk if this chap is that fun to read after such a long pause, but as i promised, when the u20 match ends, this gooes wildinnggggggggggggg ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ so its a good time to reread the trigger warnings (˶◜ᴗ◝˶)! a couple times!
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Your sweat-drenched hair clung stubbornly to your flushed cheeks, forehead burning as you gasped for air. Knees threatened to buckle. Spine screamed in protest.
Then came the second wave.
"Karasu—gh—!"
"That's our [l/n]! You definitely are gonna star in that u20 match, aren't ya?" Karasu's voice was smug and way too cheerful, his entire body plastered over your back like a damn leech. "We make a good team, don't we?"
"Just—get down, fuck—" you wheezed, but the pained grin tugging at your lips made it completely ineffective
"Come on, don't kill the mood!"
"Don't kill me!"
A loud laugh, another crushing pat to the back, and finally, the human pile disassembled—slowly, painfully, like a group of predators who had just finished feasting. Your teammates approached your dying figure with cheers and whistles, while the poor devoured prey pathetically returned to their locker room with slumped shoulders and clenched fists.
