❛❛ i'm not good at this stuff, but, as long as i'm here, you'll be safe. ❜❜ ╰── in which 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 was always your kingdom. your place, you grew up from the ground. you always made sure everyone knew that. you were still at the start of your journey, but once a boy that was from the sphere came from the ground, that was when your journey officially started. and even better - your knights came along! [ GACHIAKUTA 𝗫 FEM!FISCHL!READER ] ━ ongoing / monthly updates　 ๋࣭ ₊ ✦　 　　(｡>‿‿<｡) ━ 𝙋𝗨𝗟𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗨𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗢𝗨𝗦 ! 　　　yandere gck ✧ ─ © pikapirkx

GACHIAKUTA x MILF!READER WICKED 𐔌 ❝WALKING LIKE A ROCKSTAR, AND THIS GIRL IS GOING FAR. DID YOU SEE HER CLOSET? EVERYTHING IS SO TRENDING RIGHT NOW.❞ 𐦯 ── ˙🎟️ ̟ Dragged into the dark, perilous underworld with your daughter Cereza, you fight desperately not just to survive but to forge a sanctuary where the filth can't reach what matters most to you. Along the way, you encounter Rudo-a boy consumed by nothing but vengeance. Reckless and furious, he's half-feral from grief, far too young to bear the heavy burden of his rage. You know you should leave him behind. But you don't. Instead, you become his refuge amid the chaos-his fierce protector, the mother he never had. As your bond with Rudo and the others deepens, a chilling realization dawns: Even in a world rotting away, desire still stirs. And suddenly, everyone seems eager to claim a part of you.ᝰ🖋️

"It may seem weak, but a single roll can turn the tide-trust your fate to me in this gamble." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The characters do not belong to me other than my OC'S, they belong to Kei Urana. STARTED WRITING ON 10/11/2025 AND ENDED ON THE XX/XX/20XX

❝𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗖𝗔𝗡 𝗜 𝗗𝗢 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗢𝗨❞― Two children stand side by side in an old photograph, siblings. One is as blinding as the sun, the other could only be described as a blank canvas. Yes, their fates had already been decided by that point. One to be a tool and the other to be the wielder. ↳ 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧. - - → Various! gachiakuta x gn! reader This is my second story after not writing anything for a really long time so I apologize if there is anything grammatically off or whatsoever. This story will contain potential manga spoilers and some topics that may leave a few people uncomfortable. Warnings will be included on top of every chapter when necessary so please always put your comfort first!

Sentenced to the Pit for a crime she didn't commit, Y/N's silence becomes louder than accusations. Bound by a mysterious locket, she must fight to survive and make her unheard voice shatter a world built on lies. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The characters do not belong to me other than my OC'S, they belong to Kei Urana. STARTED WRITING ON 14/09/2025 AND ENDED ON THE XX/XX/20XX #1 ranking in femreader 13.01.2026 #1 ranking in gachiakuta 12.11.2025

Despite your brother's insistence, you stubbornly decided to join him and his men in the war. Now, are you prepared to face the consequences of your actions? ──────📜────── ⚠️ Warnings for this story include graphic depictions of violence, death, trauma, and other sensitive content!!! ──────📜────── Started: 04/07/24 Last Update: 04/08/25 Status: On Hiatus Finished: ??/??/?? ──────📜────── Art from the cover is taken from gigi's animatic of the song Puppeteer

x ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Ꮺ ︴ 𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝙈𝙀 」 ─┈ 💗 jinu ( kdh ) x reader

Jinu x Reader- KPOP: DEMON HUNTERS You stood by Jinu when he had nothing, but when he rose to fame, he left you behind. In your pain, you gave your soul to a demon and lost everything-even your emotions. Now forced to serve under Jinu as a cold, emotionless shell, old feelings start to return. As the final battle nears, one last choice will decide everything: your soul, his life, or the love you never stopped carrying.

✧༺♥༻∞ 　 DISSONANCE　 ∞༺♥༻✧ A KPOP DEMON HUNTERS FANFICTION ❛𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 idols shine on stage by day and fight lurking demons by night, the line between performance and salvation blurs dangerously thin. [name] has always lived in the quiet edges of this world, trained not to dazzle but to endure, not to perform but to watch. Some songs are meant to be sung. Some powers are meant to stay silent. And every harmony carries its price.