❛❛ 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

You are the Librarian-the Keeper of the Cleaners' HQ archives, responsible for preserving records of missions, weapons, etc. You live a quiet, controlled life, surrounded by paper and silence... until Enjin keeps walking in. Smirking. Teasing. Borrowing files he doesn't need. You've been here before-tangled with him in the sheets, burned by him. Every time you let him in, he disappears back into chaos. "Still pretending you don't miss me, Ms. Librarian?" He leans on your desk like he owns it, smirking like he remembers everything he shouldn't. You tell yourself you're over it. Over him. But fire has a memory. Once it's lit, it remembers how to burn. You are no damsel. You've fought beside the Cleaners before...and if the mission demands it, you'll fight again. Only this time, not just in the battlefield .💋 #1 Gachiakuta 10/17/25

'✦ ˑ ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ 𝙈𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞! 𝙄𝙣𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙑𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 (ON HIATUS - MIGHT BE REWRITTEN) -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ In which, a woman with a secret wide view of 'beauty', her own deep secrets, and too much interest in letting the dead close their chapter respectfully, joins the Cleaners. After all, how could she deny herself the delight of learning about so many interesting individuals gathered in one place? Of course, she might have also attracted a few eyes on herself along the way. -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 - Major Manga Spoilers ahead - Morally grey! Reader - Slow or inconsistent updates (First time properly writing; English isn't my first language) - Self-indulgent fic, I've written this with a set character in mind so might not be as inclusive (though I'll try my best) If that's all okay with you, then I hope you enjoy your time here! -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ [Gachiakuta Anime&Manga and all it's characters belong to Kei Urana]

Male Wednesday Addams x Lydia!Reader Where an Addams met a strange girl, being held against her own will with her ghost friends with no way out. However, a plan was set to steal the money from the Addams family and getting rid of them for good. AKA The oldest son, Wednesday Addams meets [Y/N] Deetz in the seance of his long lost uncle where they first fall in love at first sight.

Please don't cry. I dont know how to save you or me. ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 Hahahahhshshdjekb THIS IS ONE OF THREE FUCKING VERSIONS BROOOO I COULDN'T DECIDE ON ONE FUCKING VITAL INSTRUMENT AUGHHHHHHH MJ is my idol idc if she hasn't seen gachiakuta she's my inspiration for even writing again... ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 So just fall asleep with me, all will be okay.

❛𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙡 𝙪𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣❜ ╰┈➤IN WHICH... 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙞𝙭𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮, 𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩. GACHIAKUTA X HIMIKO TOGA READER WARNINGS: violence, blood, cannibalism(?), himiko toga reader insert, jabber and reader match each others freak in a weird way, but reader also kinda hates him at times; it's complicated, suggestive themes, language, mentions of abuse and self harm

A world where things that are even slightly damaged are seen as trash and said trash turning into beasts that threaten lives. What will Y/n do when she finds herself ostracized for being "damaged goods," and how will she react when a handsome stranger catches her in his threaded webs, unwilling to set her free? ♤♡◇♧ Started: 12.02.2025 Finished: --. --. ---- [Cover not mine]

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

You were born on the rich side, where dirt is a rumor and blood never stains long enough to matter. Your hands stayed clean-not because you were careful, but because the world was. Well your side at least. Jewels weighed your wrists. Safety wrapped your throat like silk. Freedom was handed to you so often it stopped feeling special. You smiled easily. Spoke to anyone. Asked questions people laughed off instead of answering. But the Slums were different. They weren't ugly to you-just unfinished. Like a sentence cut off mid-thought. If we're all human, why is there a gate?