bluebell fanfic

Kim Y/N never believed in love at first sight-until she met *him*. Park Sunghoon, the enigmatic transfer student whose quiet intensity feels like drowning in the deepest ocean. MY BLUE The first time I saw him, I didn't know yet that blue could be a person- not the cheap crayon-blue of childhood coloring books, not the faded denim of hand-me-down jeans, but this: the blue of glaciers fracturing at midnight, of oceans pausing mid-tide, as if the world itself held its breath to watch him walk by. Park Sunghoon. A name I'd whisper to my pillow, a color I'd trace in the margins of my notebooks: "My Blue." (Too fragile to say aloud. Too late to take back.) My Blue. My quiet storm. My impossible wish.

A girl named Sonia Jaxnson who lives in a foster home and being abused by her foster mother.

She didn't want to be a monster. She didn't want to kill. She didn't want to be killed.

Un niño de 6 años sueña con ser el mejor delantero del mundo y superar a Messi cuando tiene la oportunidad para seguir avanzando su sueño con un partido ya que el que ganará se le reconocería como un equipo oficial de la liga japonsa y se convertiría en jugador profesional pero pierde por pasarle el balón asu compañero al llegar ah su casa su mamá le entrega una carta que le había llegado en la cual lo invitaban ah un proyecto llamado blue lock que hiba ah crear un Delantero Revolucionario después de conversar este asunto con su mamá y papá lo dejan ir hacia blue lock en su cuarto un Sistema se activaba dándole recuerdos de su vida pasada y desde cuando era un bebe y aceptaba la misión de perder la memoria y como recompensa al comenzar blue lock elegiría cualquier talento después una enorme fila de jugadoras famosos como jugadores no famosos aparecieron frente ami dando la opción de eligir el Talento de Messi

Just met by chance. I went with him to the hospital.. I was confused and frustrated what the hell happened all of sudden. I was holding his hand when one of the doctor was putting all those needles in his hand. We reached to the hospital and they told me to wait outside I sat down there on the bench looking at my hand which was covered with blood. "please don't hurt me" it was starting again. I quickly ran to the bathroom and washed of the blood. I looked at the mirror "dad" I saw him behind me with the rod he use to beat me with I turned around but there was nothing.. I felt like somebody was choking me I sat there for sometime try to catch my breath. When I came out I found namjoon near the receipter

(NOTICE:I was writing this for fun. you don't have to give vote or any other things. Give those to some deserving works. I don't think I will continue) He died while juggling a ball on the street, lost focus for a second, and a bus— and he said his goodbye to world. His last thought wasn’t fear— It was regret. “I wish… I could’ve played just one real match.” A voice echoes: “You dreamed too small.” “Your passion for football is overflowing. So—start over.” Light engulfs him. His soul stretches, twists— And then he wakes up in another world with some extraordinary talent's To become the ABSOLUTE disclaimer : blue lock and its characters are not mine it's belongs to it's owner I own just my OG characters

Watch as Akira Akio becomes the best striker in the world. Male OC, NO SELF INSERT. I seriously do not get why there are female inserts like WTF.

People of Mobius! Take a journey to the past, to where it all begins. Take a gander, and study the origins of your classic, snarky, one-liner hero. His enemies call him The Blue Blur, That Blasted Hedgehog, The Blue one. Others, who look up to him, love him, help him, take care of him, and/or has been saved by him. Call him by his true name... Sonic The Hedgehog

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.