❝𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘, 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘. '𝗜'𝗟𝗟 𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗟 𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡,' 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗢𝗬 𝗦𝗔𝗜𝗗.❞ ─── (𝘯.) 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 ━━━━ (𝗬/𝗡) ​(L/N) has spent his entire life being a shadow. Moving from Germany to Japan, from France to Spain, he was never a permanent fixture-just a fleeting "Blueprint" in the lives of the world's most dangerous players. To Michael Kaiser, he was the "Blue Rose" that shared his trash-heap origins. To the Itoshi brothers, he was the childhood peacekeeper who brushed his hair in their living room. To Hiori and Karasu, he was the only one who understood the "game" behind the game. ​Now, those shadows have all converged in one place: The Blue Lock Project. ​(Y/N) enters the facility with a shy smile, a messy head of hair, and a habit of giving his food away to anyone who looks hungry. To the newcomers like Yoichi Isagi, he's the "Heart" of the team-a sweet, vulnerable boy who needs protecting. But to his childhood friends, (Y/N) is a walking detonator. They know the truth: under that nervous exterior lies a tactical mind so cold it rivals Ego Jinpachi's, and a "Blueprint" that can turn any player into a god-or a wreck. ​As the selection narrows, the boundaries between "friendship" and "possession" begin to blur. ​Rin wants to destroy his sweetness. Kaiser wants to cage his magic. Sae wants to reclaim his shadow. And Isagi? Isagi just wants to devour the light (Y/N) gives off so freely. ​Caught in a web of yandere obsessions and high-stakes egoism, (Y/N) must decide: will he remain the slubberdegullion who starves for others? Or will he finally realize that in a world of monsters, the only way to survive is to become the one holding the ball?

If you lose everything fundamental to who you are, can you still be called the same person? As the Astral Express set off to take a visit to the Xianzhou, an unexpected occurrence caused them to stop over at a barren planet. It was all but reduced to sand; nothing could be found save for a random tree sprouting in the middle of nowhere. It held no fruits or leaves, yet it stood tall. At the scene, they stumble upon something unexpected. Nestled between the roots, a person lay resting, as if protected by the tree itself. When he opens his eyes, he'll remember nothing about a world that refused to forget him.

❝𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗜𝗦 𝗕𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚!❞ ━━━━ 𝗜𝗡 a world overflowing with noise, blood, and the screams of the dying, (Y/N) (L/N) is the silence in between. As the Hybrid of the Oblivion Devil, (Y/N) doesn't just kill-he negates. He is a walking Dead Zone, a glitch in the matrix of Tokyo's neon-soaked streets. With a head full of grey mist and a literal hole where his heart should be, he moves through life like a ghost, forgotten by the world the moment he walks out of a room. ​He's the ultimate weapon for Public Safety, but he's also their biggest liability. He's perpetually exhausted, falling asleep mid-mission and dozing off on the shoulders of anyone close enough to lean on. To stay anchored to a reality that is trying to erase him, (Y/N) has developed a desperate, bottomless hunger. He eats everything: gourmet meals, cigarette ash, garbage, and the very devils he hunts. He isn't picky; he just needs to feel full. ​Living in the chaotic Hayakawa apartment was supposed to keep him grounded. Between Aki's strict rules and hand-wrapping rituals, Denji's loud-mouthed dreams, and Power's ego, there is finally enough noise to drown out the hum of the void in his chest. But being a Hybrid comes with a price that even (Y/N)'s nonchalant attitude can't ignore. Every time he reaches into his chest to "zip" open the darkness, a piece of him vanishes. A childhood memory. The taste of his favorite snack. The face of the person he's starting to love. ​How much of yourself can you give to the Nothingness before there's nothing left to save? ​In a city of devils, (Y/N) is searching for the one thing his stomach can't digest: a reason to stay real.

𓈒 ꒪ ♬ㅤ𝐀 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍 who goes through hell and back, all for the sake of inspirational uses. what's more important than that? ❝cause you and i, we were born to die.❞ ﹙✧﹚ VAR. GACHIAKUTA X READER / © kaioruvv 2025

"I'm may not be a giver but I'll beat the hell Out of ya! " → In which the a guy meets a group of cleaners on the this trash very world he leaves in....can't he just catch a break 🏻‎ 🏼‎ 🏽‎ 🏾

⠀ ⠀❝A cowardly person.❞ ㅤ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶⠀⠀A name can be just as powerful as falling head over heels in love. Again.⠀⠀! [ uzuki kei x gn.reader ] ⠀⠀@. 𝟔𝟏𝟔𝐈𝐎𝐈. DISCONTINUED (?).

❝𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙎𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩... 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚-𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙... 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚 𝙀𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚!❞ Where a certain boy was too rapted by Soccer was to notice the effect he was having on others. Warnings: Manga Spoilers, MxM, harem, Trauma and heavy cursing

⭔ ─ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 the world of mashle with a system and an uno reverse card, they get to play around with the plot as long as they survive. ❝pssh, I'm gonna die? nah. reverse.❞ ﹙✶﹚ MASHLE X OP! READER / © kaioruvv 2025

✦.⁺ Contracts with the Future Devil are costly. A life cut in half. A life without sight, smell or taste. But to kill the Devil that has infested their life, they're ready to give up anything. And anything turns out to be the memories of the person most important to them. . .┊ ◟ hayakawa aki × gender-neutral reader ◝

Y/N L/N hates Itoshi Sae. And he isn't even sure if Sae knows who he is. He hates his cold, detached attitude. He hates how good he is at passing, at dribbling, at practically everything. And most of all, he hates how they've been on the same team for months now, and the midfielder still hasn't spoken more than a few words to him. So yeah. He hates Sae. But does that hate really go both ways? [Amazing cover made by @Kiraversee] Top Rankings: #3 in fanfiction - 30/03/25 #1 in reader - 16/03/25 #6 in anime - 12/05/25 #1 in bllk - 30/01/25 #3 in sports - 30/03/25 #6 in football - 6/3/25