Alexis Ness has always known his place - the shadow of genius, the loyal soldier, the one who follows. In Michael Kaiser's world, that loyalty is currency, and Ness spends it willingly. But as the spotlight intensifies and the stakes of Blue Lock rise, so does the cost of staying in Kaiser's orbit. Behind Kaiser's brilliance lies a storm of ambition, fear, and isolation. And behind Ness's unwavering smile is a boy who's forgotten where he ends and where Kaiser begins. When a fracture threatens the empire they've built on goals and control, both are forced to confront the truth: perfection doesn't protect you from pain, and you can't outrun your own ghosts forever. You Don't Heal Alone is a raw, intimate exploration of power, codependency, and the quiet, aching process of healing - not by standing alone, but by finally letting someone see you.

When Isagi turns Bachira down for Rin, Bachira's left upset and heartbroken. And of all the people that could've found him in the middle of his breakdown, it was Sae Itoshi, Bachira's love rival's (Rin's) brother. Well good for Bachira, Sae treats him better than Isagi ever could.

⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐘𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 enrolls into a college, and starts playing for their soccer team- he somehow meets this infuriatingly hot midfielder, who can't stop pissing him off and making him flustered- he wonders if they are flirting or being.. rivals- so you could really ask are they 𝐋𝐗𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐒? a isaness series rivals to lovers °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

The Bento Project Kunigiri (Kunigami Rensuke × Chigiri Hyoma) Chigiri casually admits one day that he forgets to eat lunch sometimes. Kunigami, deeply scandalized by this offense against nutrition, starts packing him bentos. At first it's a joke-"Protein, carbs, and cuteness, Chigiri"-but the silly lunchboxes slowly turn into something more. Through small daily acts of care, Kunigami expresses feelings he doesn't yet know how to say out loud... and Chigiri begins to learn it's okay to let himself be taken care of. A soft, slow-burn story about food, quiet love, and falling for someone one bite at a time. ✨ Disclaimer: I do not own Blue Lock or any of its characters, designs, or artwork that may be referenced or mentioned throughout the story. All rights belong to the original creators. Some details may be inaccurate, but as this is a fanfic story, it is not of significant concern. If you notice any part of the story that seems similar to another fanfic, manga, or media, please know that it's completely unintentional-this story is 100% from my own imagination unless stated otherwise.

Please do not take this seriously this is a one shot I did with my no homo boyfriend on call Ok enjoy bye

░⌇ 𝐒𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 × 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝⌇░ ⌇░⌇ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭⌇░⌇ ━ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 🔒 ━ 𝐁𝐋 - 𝒚𝒂𝒐𝒊 ━ 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 - 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ━ 𝐍𝐄𝐔𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐋 - 𝑵𝒐 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓 ━ ❛𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄❜ ━ ❛𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄❜ ━ ❛𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐄❜ ━ ❛𝐀𝐁𝐂❜ ━ ❛𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓'𝑺❜ ░〰𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻〰░ ∷ ❰ Fourth , 28 September 2022 ❱ ∷ ░〰𝑭𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑺𝑯〰░ ∷ ❰Saturday ,December 31, 2022 ❱ ∷ 𝑪𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒚 > 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒊

Eli underestimates the $100k contract he signs with a diabolical, brat-taming dom. Warning: BDSM, Control, Panties

'𝐋𝐚𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐚' - 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵. | | ᥉tartᧉ꯭d ; 11/05/25 [ dd/mm/yy ] | ╰────────────────── •ᯓᡣ𐭩 Isaac Caden moved through life with a quiet emptiness he couldn't quite name, a subtle 𝗹𝗮𝗰𝘂𝗻𝗮 carved into the center of his being. He remembered faces without voices, moments without meaning - like snapshots from a film with the sound turned off. Isaac never let anyone nor himself see what he truly felt; his emotions were locked away behind an unshakable calm, as if revealing them would only make the emptiness inside him more real. People said he was an asshole, distant, always somewhere else, but the truth was simpler: something was missing, a piece of himself that had slipped away long ago. And though he didn't know what it was, he felt its absence in every silence, every unanswered question, every dream he couldn't quite remember when he woke up. Isaac never thought he would understand himself internally, he wasn't even sure that there was anything beneath his shell, he felt hollow - like there was nothing special about his existence. Purely floating through life without meaning. After a long time of trying to read himself, he gave up. He didn't care to understand anymore, he thought there was no reason for him being on this earth - he was then brutally slapped in the face with hard proof that he was wrong. ────୨ৎ──── 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: This story contains harsh topics and language, if any of the following disturbs you, do not read. If you are to read, there will be warnings before the chapter/scene starts and after it finishes. • anxiety disorder • mentions of suicide • verbal and physical abuse • homophobia • mental health problems/issues • drug usage

Ricky is a low ranked demon whose ex husband cheated on him. Seven years later, he learns that they're still technically married, but due to demon law, he's now the property of his ex's current husband. What's more, they have two more husbands for him to meet. How is Ricky going to climb the ranks of demon society when he's suddenly thrust into a marriage that he never asked for? ----------------------- Story Length: [75,000 words]. This is Book 1 in the "And Then There Were More" Series. Book 2 is "In the Black" and is completed here on Wattpad. Book 3 is in the works. Rated Mature for Sexual Scenes and Violence. Trigger Warning! This story features topics of attempted suicide, alcohol abuse, depression, and manipulation. Top Rankings: #1 in Polygamy #1 in Depression #1 in MaleXMale

Knox has spent years perfecting the art of not giving a damn. He has spent his whole life keeping people at arm's length, working late shifts, smoking through the exhaustion, and surviving each day with the numb detachment of someone who learned too young that caring only leads to pain. The art club he joins for extra credit is supposed to be just another chore. Instead, he founds a new obsession and four artist that, turns out, aren't as bad as he thought. Knox doesn't want redemption. He doesn't believe in healing arcs or clean endings. But as the weight of his past presses closer, and the present demands choices he can no longer postpone, he's forced to confront a question he has never allowed himself to ask: What happens when running is no longer enough?