𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨...? 𝘈𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥...? 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦... 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘮... 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶...? 𝘕𝘰... 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳.

Where a girl wakes up all by her lonesome with no memories or possessions, only to soon find herself not so alone, getting harassed by a shady, talking rabbit with a huge ego, strange demands, and perverted delusions. Waking with no memories or possessions left you with quite literally nothing, so clinging to what little company you obtained, you entertain the insanity spewing from the strange rabbit's mouth in hopes of retaining your lost memories and finding your "home," wherever or whatever that was, for there surely, along with a place to belong and a purpose, someone was awaiting you. A various (Gachiakuta) x (Fem) Reader insert

HELLSPITTER; ᝰ.ᐟ When a soul and lighter are bounded by memory and ember, where these flames will forge and forget. ❝ SHACKLED TO THE SIN OF OUR PASTS, - PRAY FOR SALVATION.❞ FOR THE SPHERE WILL SAVE YOU. ⸝⸝ [HELL-BRINGER OF OCULON] ⤷ better to be an open sinner, than a false saint. Stories forged in pain and devastation, the inferno of rage will once again erase all that is near. a gachiakuta fan-fiction ; updates every mon (currently on break) contains: dark themes, graphic content, violence, and foul language + may contain slight nsfw GACHIAKUTA X READER GACHIAKUTA does not belong to me --> KEI URANA do not repost without permission. the reader's character and story belong to me.

⚊ 𝘷𝘢𝘳! Gachiakuta × reader .‎ ‎ one shots . ⚊ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎❝ 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘺 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 , 𝘰𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 . 𝘨𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 , 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘸 ... 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 . 𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳 ! 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘳 , 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 .

𐔌 .⋮ ❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒... 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ? ❞₊ ⤷ ft. Var!Gachiakuta x Vautaur Bleu!Cleaner! reader ⟢ ━━━ ᛝ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 .. 𝘈𝘯 𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘶𝘵𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴. ── ₊˚⊹. ۶ৎ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 ; Gachiakuta © Kei Urana Path to Nowhere © AISNO ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ © vvillowisp

𝗩𝗔𝗥!𝗚𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗧𝗔 𝗫 𝗖𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗔!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥 [ GACHIAKUTA ] . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ ragnarok rag·na·rok | /ˈrag-nə-räk/ | Old Norse (n.) fate of the gods. 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛, an unstable combatant spirit crashes through the Ground, their strange nature waking everybody's deep slumber. However, two perceptive souls can't help but feel a familiarity towards the odd "natural".

"You're late." Ever since Regto introduced them, Y/n likes to play and tease him. But she also cares for him and worries. Y/n: I'm going to get him to control himself. Tribe: "You heard, Rudo, he finally killed someone, none other than his adoptive father." Y/n: "Lie." ... ¿?: Did it hurt?! ... Learn a little more about this story, and I hope you like it. This Wattpad will be along with the anime tour. This manga is by Urana kei.

╰➤ 𝐙𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐉𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ────𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, y/n l/n tried to be a better person. she truly did, but the past has a funny way of coming back into her life. ❝ YOU KNOW, I'D KILLLL FOR YA. ❞ ❝ SEE, WHEN YOU SAY THINGS LIKE THAT IT MAKES ME THINK YOU DON'T HATE ME. ❞ ❀ ── ongoing

GACHIAKUTA X FEM! READER heartless [hahrt-lis] / ˈhɑrt lɪs / adjective unfeeling; unkind; unsympathetic; harsh; cruel. 1. heartless words; a heartless ruler. 2. Archaic. lacking courage or enthusiasm; spiritless; disheartened. Warnings: Horrible writing Blood Swearing Gore? (I don't see the difference between "blood" and "Gore") And maybe SH/SA (Sexual Harassment? And Sexual Assault) Slow updates Cuz.. I write on the spot, no preparations yk.. lol . Made: FEB 7 SAT 2026 Ended: ?????????

"Do you regret it? Jumping after the kid?" "Nah. People treat him like he's worse than garbage, but he has a lot more to offer." A small, light, chuckle escaped her lips. Enjin looked at her, confused, with a brow raised. Cruz's gaze lingered at the sky, smile never fading. "If one man's trash is another man's treasure, then, I must've hit the jackpot." [Disclaimer: I only own Cruz and her plot.]