The Ground knows her only as the Crimson Butterfly. A shadow in motion. A whisper of wings. An assassin whose presence means death has already been decided. Lendale Hano was not born to the Ground. She was cast into it. Sold to preserve a noble family's name, she was claimed by the Raiders' leader and raised into a living weapon. Every order she follows tightens the chain. Every life she takes secures the system that owns her. Leaving is a thought she buries deep because escape would cost more than her own blood. Then she is sent to kill an enemy who doesn't recoil when the butterflies appear. He meets her blades with laughter, desire, and recognition. Like he's been waiting for her. In the chaos of battle, he sees what no one else ever has: not the myth, not the monster, but the woman trapped inside the wings. To him, she is everything he never knew he was searching for. As violence escalates and control begins to crack, Lendale is forced to confront the truth she's avoided her entire life: freedom isn't taken. It's chosen. And choosing it means turning her blade on the world that raised her. The Crimson Butterfly was made to kill. She was never meant to want. And she was never meant to fall in love with the man she was ordered to destroy.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 // 𝐸𝓃𝒿𝒾𝓃 ᯓ✦ 𝓖𝓐𝓒𝓗𝓘𝓐𝓚𝓤𝓣𝓐 An ex-raider leaves her position for a one-night stand to join the cleaners. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⡀⡀⡀⢀⢀⢀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡀⡤⢤⠤⢤⡤⡄⡀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⣆⡔⣿⡿⡟⣷⣟⣯⣿⣿⣷⣆⢄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣀⣖⣟⣯⠭⡿⡿⡿⣿⡣⠯⣏⣄⠀ ⠀⢀⣼⡧⢿⡯⠇⠡⠩⠑⠘⠉⠣⡿⣿⣷⣔⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣯⢛⠩⠂⠁⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠣⣮⣇⡂ ⠀⡐⡳⢯⡓⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⢋⡿⣿⣧⡄⠀⣪⣟⠏⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⣷⡍ ⠀⡅⣿⣹⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⡥⠋⣗⡵⣯⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⣿⠅ ⠀⣆⢿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠅⡍⡗⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⡏⠂ ⠈⡓⡯⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢄⣾⠁⡀ ⠀⠀⠷⣧⡂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣴⡯⠋⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⢑⢵⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠈⣵⠻⣄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣤⣏⡗⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠱⢅⣗⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⣴⣟⠯⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⣅⠋⡂⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⡔⣿⡯⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠢⣎⡦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣶⡟⠏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠑⣷⡤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣨⠿⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠱⠧⣆⠄⠀⠀⡤⡮⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠳⣇⣋⡅⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

"She's too shy to speak. He's too loud to stay quiet. An anxious girl with a pen that rewrites reality... and the loud boy who won't leave her side" Emiko, Rudo's shy sister, falls from the Sphere with her brother into the harsh world below. Socially anxious and easily scared, Struggling with fear, battles, and new friendships, Emiko slowly finds herself drawn to Zanka. But can a girl who cries at every mission truly change her destiny-and her heart?

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

Thrown into the pit for a crime she did not commit, Mina fights to survive in a poisoned world . Rescued by Enjin - the confident leader of the cleaners - she discovers her hidden ancient blood and a power that could change everything . Between danger, secrets , and growing feelings , Mina must choose : hide who she is .. or rise as who she was meant to be .

All she remembered was falling. Falling through darkness, through nothingness, like time itself had abandoned her. She had no name, no memories-just the dizzying rush of air and the undeniable sense that something or someone was waiting at the bottom. And then she landed. Hard. Eyes snapping open, she found herself staring up at him. The world tilted. He was everything she didn't know she needed, and nothing about this collision made sense. Yet in that instant, the spark between them ignited. Who was she? Where had she come from? And why did it feel like her life was only beginning... the moment she fell?

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

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.

˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ Y/n a women with an obsessive love for her own perfection, survival, and aesthetic. The more she admires herself, the stronger she becomes. She is her own weapon. He is her worst distraction. 𝘼 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙣 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙝𝙨-𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙯𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝘼𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙙... 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙧. 𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙧, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙, 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙪𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙢 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙚.

Jabber x FEM!reader 𝑻𝑶𝑿𝑰𝑪𝑩𝑶𝑴𝑩 is a story where a young girl falls from heaven into the place they call the pit not knowing how to navigate this new world. The boss of the raiders took her under his wing, learning how to use her new power and maybe even finding someone she can trust. ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴛᴏxɪᴄ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘꜱ, ɢᴏʀᴇ & ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, ᴍᴀꜱᴏᴄʜɪꜱᴛ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇɢʟᴇᴄᴛ 𝙄𝙁 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝘼𝙍𝙀 𝙐𝙉𝙁𝙊𝙈𝙊𝙁𝙍𝙏𝘼𝙇𝘽𝙀 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙎𝙀 𝙏𝙊𝙋𝙄𝘾𝙎 𝘿𝙊 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿!!! (I DO NOT OWN GACHIAKUTA) Enjoy :)