·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐢𝐭? [ 𝐆𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ] Right when you think life had hit you with enough pain, now it just decided throwing you was an option. In a world that keeps on moving, not letting you take a breather, you're expected to keep up, even if you're tired. even if you're on the brink of just dying in the middle of the road. You have to keep moving. Your time's not up yet. Especially when you live in a dystopian society with Trash Beasts roaming outside safe walls. Being humanity's janitor means you gotta clean up whatever mess someone else leaves. No matter how much you wished you could just mop the floor using their face. ·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ - 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬! - 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮! - [𝐘/𝐍] 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐳. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 '𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫' 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞! - 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫..! ((For obvious reasons: The manga/anime of Gachiakuta belongs to Kei Urana. I am simply a fanfiction writer born from the enjoyment of reading their amazing story))

"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?

"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.

Informations are one of the most powerful things on earth, especially when those are photos. Too bad that those informations could also be dangerous and there are men ready to do anything to obtain or delete them. "Uh? Is that. . .is Mary Poppins clapping some monsters made of trash?!" ". . .you have inhaled too much toxic gas"

"𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒕𝒐. 𝑾𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒘." - 𝑲𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒐 𝒀/𝒏. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒑. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅.. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑲𝒊𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒋𝒊 𝑴𝒖𝒛𝒂𝒏.. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅.. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍, 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆. 𝑩𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒔. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝑩𝒖𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔..𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕, 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒔𝒍𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓.

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

𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐓 ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ʰᵘʳˡᵉᵈ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳᵃˢʰ ʰᵉᵃᵖ, ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵉˢᶜᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵏ ⁱᵐᵖᵘˡˢᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵈʳᵒᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵃʷᵃᵏᵉⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ⁱⁿˢᵃⁿⁱᵗʸ, ᵘⁿᵃʷᵃʳᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵃᵒˢ ⁱˢ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵘⁿˡᵉᵃˢʰ GACHIAKUTA VARIOUS X READER FANFIC IN WHICH, You had spent your life in the slums, sifting through mountains of refuse where survival was measured in scraps. One evening, beneath a shroud of rusted iron and twisted beams, your hand closed around something different―a sword, cracked yet whispering with forgotten weight. You did not know it then, but that single grasp would unearth more than metal... it would unchain calamities 17082025 @TINNITUZZZ NOT CROSSPOSTED ON OTHER PLATFORMS

❝ WHAT ARE YOU DOING...? ❞ ❝ I MEAN, IT CAN'T BE THAT DANGEROUS. ❞ 𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐀 𝐗 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑. ❝ i already told you i don't need backup. ❞ ❝ you really are stubborn. ❞ ❝ 𝐧𝐨 𝐢'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭... ❞ ⋆ ── 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 being abandoned by your first love you start working for the cleaners while moving on to your next love. 𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐎 ! ⋆ ──── © 𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐚 © 𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐚

❝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?