❝𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡 𝗜𝗙 𝗜 𝗦𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠, 𝗠𝗬 𝗩𝗢𝗜𝗖𝗘 𝗪𝗢𝗡'𝗧 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛 - 𝗔 𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗞𝗘𝗡 𝗠𝗘𝗟𝗢𝗗𝗬 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠❞ ━━━━━ (𝗬/𝗡) Yoisaki always found comfort in the soft hum of her computer fan and the quiet glow of her screen. Music was her language, her heartbeat, her only way of understanding the world. Her life revolved around composing songs that could heal, comfort, and reach those who were hurting-because she knew that kind of pain too well. Her world was small, quiet, and safe-until one night, during a late call with Ena, Mafuyu, and Mizuki, something strange happened. After their call ended, her monitor flickered. A website she didn't recognize appeared-its name unreadable, its colors distorted. The cursor moved on its own, dancing across the screen as if something alive was watching her. She tried to turn it off. She tried to pull away. But before she could even blink- The screen pulled her in. Now trapped in a world of rust, ruin, and chaos, (Y/N) must navigate the harsh lands of Gachiakuta, where survival depends not on kindness, but on strength. Yet even in this broken world, her music refuses to fall silent. With her mysterious Vital Instrument, a harp that can heal, defend, and fight, (Y/N) becomes an unexpected light among the darkness. Haunted by her past and driven by her compassion, she'll learn that even the softest melody can echo louder than any scream. But in a place where beauty is punished and kindness is a weapon- Will her music save others... or destroy her instead?

❝𝗜'𝗠 𝗦𝗢 𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗣𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗧❞ ━━ 𝗜𝗡 the bustling halls of Indigo Academy, a girl with a gentle heart and a wild streak of curiosity enters a world far bigger than she imagined. (Y/N) is no ordinary student - she talks to her Pokémon, listens to their unspoken fears, and trusts in bonds stronger than any challenge. With her loyal companions by her side - a mischievous Morpeko, a graceful Lurantis, and a playful Togepi among them - she dives headfirst into adventures, mysteries, and battles that will test her courage, heart, and spirit. Yet, school life is only the beginning. Childhood friends, rivals, and enigmatic Pokémon trainers cross her path, each challenging her in ways she never expected. From the quiet empathy of her Hatterene to the chaotic energy of her Morpeko, every battle is more than a test of strength - it is a reflection of friendship, trust, and the silent magic that connects all hearts, human and Pokémon alike. As secrets stir and rivalries ignite, (Y/N) must navigate a delicate balance: staying true to herself while protecting those she loves, discovering the limits of her strength, and facing a world where even shadows have a voice. In this journey of laughter, tears, and electricity, will she rise as a Pokémon Trainer who can change the fate of those around her, or will the weight of expectation dim the spark that makes her shine?

❝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.

El reloj late, el mundo se oxida, y ella aún lo recuerda. Harem +18

》Tú eres un bello ángel caído del cielo. Rudo Surebrec x Lectora Todos los personajes de Gachiakuta le pertenecen a Kei Urana a excepción de ______ y uno que otro personaje. La historia estaba basada en el anime como en el manga. 》100% mía 》Escenas para mayores de 18 años como violencia y lenguaje vulgar. 》Un poco de acoso.

de·te·ri·o·rate /dəˈtirēəˌrāt/ verb T̲o̲ ̲b̲e̲c̲o̲m̲e̲ ̲p̲r̲o̲g̲r̲e̲s̲s̲i̲v̲e̲l̲y̲ ̲w̲o̲r̲s̲e̲ [!SLOW UPDATES!]

(FIXED!)(𝔜𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔢! 𝔊𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔞𝔨𝔲𝔱𝔞 𝔵 𝔚𝔦𝔡𝔬𝔴 𝔊𝔲𝔦𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱! ℜ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯) (SLOW UPDATES! I REPEAT! SLOW UPDATES!) ────୨ৎ────♥︎ ♥︎ ♥︎────୨ৎ──── ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴇɴᴀɢᴇʀꜱ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ꜰɪꜰᴛᴇᴇɴ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ! ────୨ৎ────♥︎ ♥︎ ♥︎────୨ৎ──── "ɪ'ᴍ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴘɪᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ, ᴡʜᴏ'ꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴄɪʀᴄʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴛᴏᴘɪᴀ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴇᴛʏ, ɢᴏɪɴɢ ɪɴꜱᴀɴᴇ" ʏᴇᴀʜ ʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʟᴀᴅʏ, ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ. ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ, ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ, ꜱᴏ ꜱʜᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴛᴀɢ ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ. ʙᴜᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ʙʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴛ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ꜱᴇʟꜰ-ᴛᴏʀᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪꜱʜɪɴɢ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴇʟᴘ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴇᴛ ꜱᴏ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇɴ ꜰᴀɪʟ. ────୨ৎ────♥︎ ♥︎ ♥︎────୨ৎ──── !!⚠️(𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮)⚠️!! (𝑪𝑼𝑹𝑺3 𝑾0𝑹𝑫5 & 𝑵5𝑭𝑾) (𝑨𝑮3 𝑮4𝑷) (4𝑩𝑼𝑺3 & 𝑽𝑰0𝑳𝑬𝑵𝑪3) (𝑺3𝑿1𝑺𝑴 & 𝑹4𝑪1𝑺𝑴) (𝑺3𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑰𝑽3 𝑺𝑯1𝑻𝑺) (𝑹𝑬𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬𝑺) (𝑴4𝑵𝑮𝑨 𝑺𝑷0𝑰𝑳3𝑹𝑺)

ODD ONE OUT || Yandere! Gachiakuta x Kobeni! Reader As the black sheep of your family, you really didn't have a choice in becoming a Cleaner when the second option was turning into a prostitute. But hey, at least you were now employed, with a steady source of income, and safe from whatever dangers were on the Ground... right? || I do not own any media used in this story unless stated otherwise. Gachiakuta is owned by Kei Urana and Kobeni Higashiyama is owned by Tatsuki Fujimoto. I only own the plot and the story itself. Do not attempt to copy or steal it. Slow updates (no schedule). Lots of grammatical errors. ©2025 hckzee & ijustwantsome_bananamilk ||

MORAL SUPPORT || Yandere! Gachiakuta x Isekai! F! Reader WHEREIN you found yourself stuck in the world of Gachiakuta with absolutely no clue of what's going on and a super irritating System that won't shut up about maxing out some "love meters"-because apparently, that's the only way to recover your lost memories and return to your original world. || I do not own any media used in this story unless stated otherwise. Gachiakuta is owned by Kei Urana. I only own the plot and the story itself. Do not attempt to copy or steal it. Slow updates (no schedule). Lots of grammatical errors. ©2025 hckzee & ijustwantsome_bananamilk ||

╰┈➤ «𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒐?» «𝑶𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒔, 𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚.» |YAN! GACHIAKUTA x fem! reader| ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You imagine yourself at the very bottom of the 'no lifers' category of social life. You're a coward and a crybaby. You're a failed comedian, a failed actress- a failed everything. So obviously, when you're sent to world that is much more dangerous than your already overstimulating one, you lose your shit. And you somehow manage to make a lot of other people lose their shit as well. 𝗚𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗮𝗸𝘂𝘁𝗮 © Kei Urana