Arkhacorvus Stories

"Uhh-You're Zanka, right?" Enjin could've sworn that the suicidal teen he talked out of that well sounded like a guy; they talked for a decent amount of time, so he should be able to tell. Said teen stood in front of him now, and Enjin wondered if he had it all wrong. The well that he-or she-maybe they?-hid themselves in was a dark place, so Enjin couldn't exactly get a full grasp of their appearance. 5 times people questioned whether Zanka was a girl or a boy, 1 time Zanka accepted that they're neither. Or, a few things happen which lead to Zanka realizing that he might be trans Fall for my androgynous Zanka propaganda woooooh

JJK READER/ OC 😞 X GACHIAKUTA

> | 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

ᵒᵗᵒᵐᵉᵎVIDEO GAME X GACHIAKUTA AU! ❝𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺?❞ ✶⋆.˚↻-◁-||-▷-↺˚.⋆✶ Meet our characters, interact with them in the open world. Live a daily life, repetitive, entertaining and free in the system we've programmed for you! ✶⋆.˚↻-◁-||-▷-↺˚.⋆✶ ❝𝘞𝘏𝘖𝘈𝘈?!!❞ • Does not follow the original manga, but spoilers will take place • Video game AU means the ENTIRE universe of Gachiakuta will be set in a video game-style format • It's otome, a harem. With a little mix of bitter and sweet . . . . . . Started: 12//December//2025 Ended: --/-/---- Updates: ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ Status: ongoing ∆Gachiakuta is made by Kei Urana.∆ ∆Credits go to them for the characters except my own.∆

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.

A story where the reader is based off Arlecchino. she's in team child at the cleaners ofc, but often has mission with team akuta. Enjin will be the main love interest.

In a world built on what is discarded, Ilsa Karsten survives by understanding odds and quickly learning what it means to survive. Ilsa is a Cleaner who operates with restraint, precision, and an acute understanding of risk. On the Ground she treats every decision as a game. Nothing is trusted without cost. Nothing is taken without consequence. Ilsa's past is rarely spoken of, but it informs everything she does. Once forced to fall from a place that promised safety and order, she learned that certainty is a liability and belief leads to loose ends. What remains of that fall is not grief or rage, but discipline - a refusal to act blindly, and an acceptance that survival often means carrying what cannot be discarded. As tensions deepen and old remnants of the world resurface, Ilsa is confronted with the limits of restraint in a system that rewards cruelty as adaptation. In a society built on what is thrown away, she must decide whether control is enough to preserve her humanity - or whether surviving the Ground will require risking the one thing she has guarded most carefully: herself. -------- Everything Gachiakuta-related belongs to Kei Urana and the creators of Gachiakuta.

"𝓣𝓱𝓮𝔂'𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓷... 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓶𝓮." In the pit, usefulness was currency. "So smile." She did what she was told to. Even when she feels empty. Especially, when it hurts. "AKYAKYAKYAKYA! " gachiakutaxfemreader

" 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