in which a bored high schooler by the name of 'y/n l/n', becomes interested in the idea of 'soccer'... ❝i guess you could say im just a shadow❞ -y/n notes: ╰ ― ➤ afab reader (but no one can really tell) ╰ ― ➤ fluff and mature themes (vulgar language, no lime!) ╰ ― ➤ multiple love interests (will be stated) ╰ ― ➤ slow updates! [DISCONTINUED]

"is everyone now in this gc?" "Niko are you in" "Sorry to disappoint you but I'm not niko" In which a girl got randomly added to a gc full of guys who're playing soccer. Rin x fem!reader/ sae x reader I'm doing this story just for fun because I've read chats like this a lot and I just had so much fun with it so I just wanted to do my own story about lmao. TW: very cringe swearing definitely not good for your mental health but please read it anyways

"What😭 Can someone please explain to me what the fuck is happening" "Y/n Your brother is one of them?: "Y/n You could've picked ANYONE to be your boyfriend But rin?" Y/n gets added to a group chat by her brother but what happens when her boyfriend is in the groupchat too? my third rin x reader😭

"Support character? What is that?" Rin Itoshi is advised by his coach that he needs to find a "support system" (aka a girlfriend). Rin has a hard time until multiple random encounters with Y/N. One day, after accidentally hitting her with a ball and exchanging words, his attitude changes. Read more to find out what happens next. (Pls read, comment, share, and vote for no reason) P.S: The beginning portion does not include the blue lock arcs,but when it does, I will keep it as aligned to the manga as possible. BTW Y/N does not play soccer in this fic and is a bit of a nerd.

‹‹𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘸𝘰𝘯, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶.›› 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘏𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶. ‹‹𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘻, 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺.›› 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. ‹‹𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘑𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘴, 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. 𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦.›› INFO/MATURE WARNING! - Fluff, IT GETS REALLY CUTE, TRUST. - Can get really angsty too, but its happy ending! - Jungwon likes to annoy Y/n, may or may not has the fattest crush on y/n - Y/n hates Jungwon at first bc he's too perfect (idk, read to find out :)) - Slow burn + Pining - Jungwon is not a playboy, he just flirts A LOT. lol - Jungwon is academically gifted, smart as hell but also questionable as hell - Parallel Universe to my loverboy Ni-Ki ff!! Highest peak in rankings: #1 Jungwon #1 enhypenff #3 enha

❝ You think I wanted this to happen? You think I, of all people, wanted to fall in love with you? ❞ Kang Seoyun (you) is a hardworking student with a long-term crush on Park Sunghoon. When Sim Jaeyun (Jake), Daeyang University's cocky star soccer player, begs her to tutor him to save his grades and his spot on the team, he offers to help her get closer to Sunghoon and some experience in return... What starts as a reluctant deal turns into undeniable chemistry, leaving Seoyun torn between the boy she's always wanted and the one she never expected. Enemies to lovers trope.

✎ 𝐒𝐓★𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐘 "You can't possibly treat me like this when I don't even know you" I say, meeting his gaze. "You're acting like a child." His hand suddenly moves behind my head, gripping a fistful of my loose hair. I squeeze my eyes shut, refusing to show the pain. "What did you just call me?" His voice is low, laced with warning. "Say it again. I dare you." I force my eyes open. "I said you're acting. Like. A. Child." My voice trembles as his grip tightens. His eyes darken, something more than anger flickering in them. He leans in, stopping just inches from my neck. My pulse races, my breath hitching as I hold his gaze. Then, after a long pause, he steps back. Releasing my hair, he smirks, turns on his heel, and walks away-as if nothing ever happened. ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ ★⏤͟͟͞͞ 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖 ★⏤͟͟͞͞ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 ─────────────── ☆ S T A T U S : Ongoing ☆ S T A R T E D : Jan-6th-2025 ☆ F I N I S H E D : __-__-____ ─────────────── 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ★★★★★ #1 yangjungwon #1 jungwon #1 simjaeyun #1 leeheeseung #1 parkjongsung #1 enhypenff #1 streetracing #1 hopelessromantic #1 sunghoon #1 ni-ki #1 company #2 enhypenjungwon #2 race #3 engene #3 jungwonff #3 college #5 enhypensmut

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Liliana swore off F1 drivers after a situationship gone wrong-until Ni-ki, the coldest racer on the grid, offers her a fake relationship she should have said no to.」 ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ Lily sighed, the sound heavy. She turned her head slightly to meet his gaze, her voice barely a whisper. "What the heck are we doing? "You tell me," he said, his voice now a low, dangerous murmur, like a blade wrapped in velvet. The words cut, precise and cold. "You're the one who keeps insisting this is casual." "Because it is casual. We made a deal. That's precisely what this is." "Right," he scoffed, the sound a sharp, brittle shard of irony. "A deal. With carefully managed timelines and choreographed fake flirting and matching outfits and-whatever this is." He gestured vaguely at the small, white flower still tucked innocently behind her ear, its delicate petals stark against her dark hair. "You're the one who initiated this, Ni-ki. You wanted this." "Yeah, well, maybe I didn't think it would feel so-" He stopped himself abruptly, jaw clenching, his gaze darting away as if the very words he was about to speak were a betrayal. "Forget it." "No, say it," she challenged, the words slipping out, propelled by a dangerous curiosity before she could even register them. "You want me to spell it out, Liliana?" he asked, looking back at her now, his head shaking slowly, a profound, aching regret etched into his sharp features. "We were supposed to fake-date to distract the media and make some exes jealous. Not end up sneaking into each other's heads at night." "You think I wanted that? You think I asked for this?" "You shouldn't," he snapped, rising to his feet as well, his proximity suddenly stifling, overwhelming. "Not if it's casual, remember?" "Maybe you're right," she said quietly. She brushed past him, the contact brief, electric, yet she kept m

In Which They are forced to dance together despite years of rivalry Or In Which They unknowingly confide in each other through anonymous messages °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Takahashi Yuria and Nishimura Riki have spent years locked in a fierce rivalry, constantly competing to be the best dancer at their academy. Their nonstop bickering pushes their coach to the edge-so much so that she forces them to choreograph a routine together. If they succeed, they keep their solos. If not, they'll be stuck performing a duet. What they don't know? They've been unknowingly talking to each other for months through an anonymous messaging site, confiding in their "mystery" friend every night. As their duet rehearsals force them closer, their hatred starts to blur into something else. And while their online bond begins to fade, their real-life connection takes center stage. But what happens when they finally uncover the truth-that the person they've been falling for behind the screen has been right in front of them all along?

In the heart of the neon-lit cityscape, where the adrenaline-fueled world of street racing thrives, Jungwon reigns as the undisputed bad boy and king of the asphalt. He lives life on the edge, navigating the labyrinthine streets with his sleek car and a reputation that precedes him. However, his world takes an unexpected turn when he inadvertently crashes into the adorable and somewhat naive Seori during a high-stakes street race. Seori, a sweet and innocent girl with a penchant for mischief, finds herself caught in the whirlwind of Jungwon's dangerous world. Amidst the screeching tires and pulsating music of the underground racing scene, Jungwon and Seori discover that love can be as unpredictable as the winding roads they traverse. Will Jungwon's rebellious spirit find a match in Seori's infectious charm? Can Seori uncover the depth beneath Jungwon's tough exterior? Will their passion for each other survive the twists and turns of life in the fast lane?