Do me a favor - Bluelock chatfic
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Last published Fri, Apr 10, 2026
"Do me a favor and ask if you need some help. She said, 'Do me a favor and stop flattering yourself' "
A bluelock chatfic!! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)
(Fem reader)
I don't own blue lock or any of the characters
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