Amoempool Stories

in which y/n tokito after losing her only family to a trash beast joins the cleaners will she be able to remember her past and will she be able to finally have a family? ---- i do not own gachiakuta or kimetsu no yaiba all the credit belongs to kei urana and kyoharu gotouge all images, gifs or drawings that may be used in this fic belong to their respective owners please do not sue because i have no money.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐜𝐨𝐰𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥?" You walk around like you got a big one in your pants. Maybe it's cuz if you were a guy, you would most definitely would. Maybe you wouldn't be involved in all this if you hadn't got a good heart in your big 'ol chest. Now, you got a bunch of crazy lovebirds chasing you. - Well, at least they cute.

When Omei was born, everything finally felt peaceful. For the first time in years, [Name] had a home. A family. A future worth protecting. But then the world fell apart. Separated from her brother and stranded in a place that should not exist, [Name] finds herself forced to navigate a brutal new world alongside her young daughter. Surrounded by monsters, strangers, and secrets that refuse to stay buried, survival quickly becomes the least of her worries. Because some memories are missing. Some truths don't add up. And the people she trusts most may know more than they're willing to say. After all, every storm begins with a quiet day. And this was the calm before it. _________ Manga/anime spoilers will be taking place in this work. So brace yourselves ya'll, it's the beginning of the end. The manga/anime Gachiakuta DOES NOT BELONG TO ME and belong to its RIGHTFUL OWNER. Kei Urana. Anything relating to its contents featured in this work rightfully belong to her. Any hate towards her will not be tolerated. This work isn't officially apart of the manga/anime series Gachiakuta. The stories plot line belongs to me along with any OC's mentioned or described. This is a Female Reader Insert. There is implied teen pregnancy. Yes, this is a yandere story, just not the psycho/gorey kind. Chapters will have a lesser eord count than future chapters. And yes, this is a slow burn.

A quiet rain-soaked morning becomes the start of something lasting. On her first day of high school, gentle, observant Amo crosses paths with strangers who will slowly become anchors, kindness offered without obligation, words exchanged without promises. In a world of new halls, unfamiliar faces, and small, human moments, this tender coming of age story explores how the simplest encounters can quietly rewrite a life.

───────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────────── 𐔌 . ⋮ GACHIAKUTA x READER .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱ Reanimated re·an·i·mate | /rēˈanəˌmāt/ | restore to life or consciousness ; revive. ╰┈➤ 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃... 𝘼 𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚, 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣-𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙞𝙣 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚. 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜. -- PUBLISHED ; Jan 22 2026 -- ; COMPLETED ; n/a STATUS; Ongoing 𝗚𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗮𝗸𝘂𝘁𝗮 © Kei Urana

❛𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙡 𝙪𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣❜ ╰┈➤IN WHICH... 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙞𝙭𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮, 𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩. GACHIAKUTA X HIMIKO TOGA READER WARNINGS: violence, blood, cannibalism(?), himiko toga reader insert, jabber and reader match each others freak in a weird way, but reader also kinda hates him at times; it's complicated, suggestive themes, language, mentions of abuse and self harm

A young man who is sent to the Ground must fight Trash Beasts and stop Raiders from causing trouble.

The story of a boy whose fate began to take a new turn when he became friends and brothers with Rudo, who is called the son of a murderer.

Your very first clear memory was not of the Ground , but your own death. You remember the pain . the sounds of sirens and screaming. A piece of metal was sticking out of your stomach. Your skin coated in a deep red while paramedics run about to save other survivors. Not you of course, you could tell it was over for you. Left ear torn off , blinded in your right eye , and blood spilling from your mouth. The scent of smoke was all you could smell before you closed your eyes forever. Reincarnation ? you never believed in it. Neither did you believe much in other religions. You'd stayed playing it safe as an agonist but questioning the purpose of life and death only made your head hurt and heart race. Looking in the mirror with a new face you kinda had too. (Reader is reincarnated and wakes up as Hyo but doesn't realize it until a concerning amount of time has passed.)

Random stories I have in a notebook about Gachiakuta, I made these stories a year ago, but I'm finally publishing them, so they might be a little cringy, but I tried to modify them as best as I can Some of these stories, Y/N is aged either down or up to not have such a big age gap between characters. Specifically the younger characters. None of the Gachiakuta characters are mine, they all belong to Kei Urana, love her

𓈒 ꒪ ♬ㅤ𝐀 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍 who goes through hell and back, all for the sake of inspirational uses. what's more important than that? ❝cause you and i, we were born to die.❞ ﹙✧﹚ VAR. GACHIAKUTA X READER / © kaioruvv 2025

The sphere. A massive constantly moving island. It's luxurious and abundant in resources. At least from what we can tell. It seems as if trash from it never stops raining down. The sphere was heaven, and so the ground could be nothing else but hell. And if those above we're angels, well then it doesn't take much to figure out what we'd be, does it? ⤷ This story is written in 1st person with occasional 3rd person entries, if you don't like it this is a warning. ⤷ This is an oc story NOT reader. This may or may not be a Tamsy x Oc... (I genuinely don't know yet, but there will be implications.) But the main focus will of course be on Apple. Rankings : 1 | Semiu 2 | Raiders 3 | Gachiakutafanfic

‼️Gachiakuta x OC story‼️ Apologies to everyone, this will not be an x reader. I find it way easier to use a written character rather than using {User} or {Y/N}. For those of you who are interested and are willing to stick around. Hello and welcome~ This will not be my first time writing a story (as I have wrote many cringe fan-fiction in the past, sorry high school me). My grammar has improved significantly and this account is my fresh start. It's been 10 years since I've written a fic, so please be easy on me dear readers! I will try and update as frequently as I can as I am a busy adult just enjoying a hobby~ Anyways, I love you all and hope you enjoy! ~ Author

‹ 慈悲 › ─ 𝐁 ' 𝐄 𝐍 𝐄 𝐕 𝐎 𝐋 𝐄 𝐍 𝐂 𝐄 ᝰ.ᐟ 　　　─── GACHIAKUTA X FEM ! READER. 　　　⌗ 𝗜𝗡 𝓦𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 , your presence feels 　　like a warmth that radiates from acts 　　of compassion and love. 　© NAN0KA ┊ autor. 　© kei urana ┊ gachiakuta.

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"

> | You volunteered to leave. The prophecy called for a sovereign flame to descend into a decaying world and restore balance. You stepped forward without hesitation - because that's what rulers do. But the ritual failed. Instead of arriving as a savior, you crashed into a wasteland known as the Pit - a graveyard of metal, concrete, and forgotten things. Your Sol Emeralds are gone. Your flames are weaker. And the energy in this world feels wrong against your skin, like it's pushing back against your very existence. When a group of people known as Cleaners find you standing in the rubble, regal and unyielding despite the dust at your feet, they don't see a queen. They see a threat. Now stranded in a world that doesn't bow and doesn't believe in destiny, you must learn to survive without a throne, without certainty - and without the full strength of the fire that once answered your every command. 𝙀𝙭𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. --- @ ᵍᵃᶜʰⁱᵃᵏᵘᵗᵃ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ ᵏᵉⁱ ᵘʳᵃⁿᵃ @ ᵇˡᵃᶻᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵍᵃ

❪ 𓍼 ❝ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 , 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𓏲 〃 ₊˚ ‿︵‿︵‿︵୨୧ · · ♡ · · ୨୧‿︵‿︵‿︵ ˚₊ ⿻ ೀ ⠀ ៸៸៸ ⠀꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ ♬ ꒱ ✦ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 , ֪ ◝ ⠀ ꒷ ︶ 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫 , 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 & 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 ? ◟ 𖹭 ͜ 𓆪 ▸ 𝄞 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 ❞ 𓈒 .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ▸ １/９/２６ 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗌 · 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 !

" Catharsis, it's the purging or release of emotional tensions, especially through kinds of art or music. " pairing. august stilza x f!oc/reader. slight reverse harem. 𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗚. November 2025 @infantazia

Riyo and Amo get stuck waiting out a storm in Canvas Town. There are snacks, games, and a lot of time to kill-which turns out to be just enough time to realise how much they like being stuck together.

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