In a world where loyalty can be twisted and trust is a weapon, Y/N must navigate a deadly game of control and manipulation. By her side is Tamsey Caines-mysterious, lethal, and fiercely protective-whose secrets are as dangerous as Amo's power. As illusions shatter and enemies lurk in every shadow, Y/N discovers the strength to fight back... and the peril of falling for the one person she can't fully trust.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞" "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭...?" "𝐑𝐢𝐲𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐮𝐡𝐦...𝐮𝐡...𝐨𝐡! 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 '𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐭' 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠" ˖᯽ ݁˖· ─ A prophecy. A promise you desperately want to keep. That's what your life has come to be. Now, so close to your goal like never before, you won't falter nor give up, not even when the resident bird-looking cleaner can't stop messing around with you. Not even when you can't seem to stop either. ˖᯽ ݁˖· ─ Disclaimer!! Cover by @akariri Gachiakuta © Kei Urana

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]

Tamsy and reader story.

"You know, sweetheart, for someone who claims to love the silence, your soul makes a hell of a lot of noise whenever I'm around...kinda wanna make you scream" In a world of falling gods and rising rot, the Ground's most chaotic Cleaner finally meets the one thing he can't sweep away: a "princess" Ronin with a wooden soul.

Tamsy Caines was a wolf in sheep's clothing-charming, calculated, and cruel beneath the surface. His entire life revolved around breaking others, twisting their pain into purpose, delighting in the way despair could shape a person. He was merciless, but never careless; every move was part of a design only he understood. And then there was Y/N. A sheep in wolf's clothing-fragile at heart, but armored in defiance and masks she wore for the world. Where others underestimated her softness, Tamsy saw it immediately. He didn't sneer at it or exploit it the way others might. Instead, he coveted it. To him, she wasn't a weakness-she was balance. Her quiet strength tempered his cruelty. Her presence gave his chaos meaning. He mocked and teased, but never in the way that sought to break her. Instead, he protected her fragility while indulging her strength, the only one he would let close enough to see him without disguise. Tamsy became the perfect lover not because he softened, but because with her he could be both wolf and sheep without contradiction. He held her with possessive certainty, teased her with sharp edges, and shielded her with unflinching devotion. She anchored him, and he, in turn, made her believe that even in a world built on cruelty and masks, their love was the one thing not born of lies. Together, they were a paradox-predator and prey, mask and truth, wolf and sheep. And somehow, against all reason, it worked.

"well i guess we can't fall any further huh?" "y/n were about to die?!" ~~~''~~~ after falling from the 'heavens' with the boy she promised Regto she would keep an eye on due to a unfair claim everything changed. Now with new found ability's known as 'jinkis' they'll both need to find a way though it all...though nothing is truly what it seems down here. ~~~''~~~ "i gave my word...and to hell if ill go back on it now!" '''''' this fic will be going off the manga so spoiler warning -gachiakuta is made by the lovely kei urana so all characters belong to her besides y/n ofc started: 4/10/25 updates:whenever i can this is purely for fun

❝𝗜 𝗛𝗔𝗗 𝗔 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗙𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗜𝗡 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗕𝗢𝗗𝗬 𝗘𝗟𝗦𝗘 𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗘 𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗘 𝗜𝗧'𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗘! 𝗖'𝗠𝗢𝗡 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗠𝗘, 𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗘?❞ ━━━━━ 𝗜𝗡 a world built on trash, lies, and people who are thrown away, (Y/N) was never meant to feel anything at all. Born among the Sphereites and raised to be perfect, she learned early that emotions were inconvenient, silence was praised, and obedience kept you safe. From the outside, she was everything the Sphere adored-polite, capable, untouchable. On the inside, she was empty. Still. Quiet. Until she fell. Cast down into the Ground, where rot breathes and survival demands blood, (Y/N) joins the Cleaners-believing usefulness might give her purpose. Instead, she becomes something far more dangerous. Her Vital Instrument does not cut, burn, or destroy. It calms. When she acknowledges what she feels, the world around her sinks into stillness. Rage dulls. Fear slows. Pain quiets. And those who live in chaos begin to crave her presence like air after drowning. Especially Rudo Surebrec. Around her, his curse eases. His hatred softens. His pain stops screaming. And once he realizes that calm has a source... letting go becomes impossible. But Rudo isn't the only one who notices. Cleaners grow protective. Raiders grow curious. Obsession blooms quietly, dangerously, from both sides of the battlefield. Love turns possessive. Protection turns suffocating. And the more (Y/N) tries to disappear, the more the world bends around her. Because still water doesn't mean safety. It means pressure. And when it finally breaks, everyone will be dragged under.

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𝖳𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁，𝖠 𝗌𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖼 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀．𝖦𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖿𝗍，𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗍．𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾，𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗌．𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖼 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌． 𝘎𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘵𝘢 𝘝𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 ˣ 𝘍！𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳． Slight Yandere, oc mentioned but doesn't interact at all with characters or (Name), only shows up and talked about for (Name)'s vital instrument.