Cleaners Stories

new York has been devastated by the dollar flu and the JTF was being destroyed by the Rioters, Rikers , cleaners and the LMB but when a weird gate of unknown origin appears in times Square and a bunch of Roman looking guys and mythical creatures come out,. the division and the JTF has more problems then what's in new York

"It may seem weak, but a single roll can turn the tide-trust your fate to me in this gamble." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The characters do not belong to me other than my OC'S, they belong to Kei Urana. STARTED WRITING ON 10/11/2025 AND ENDED ON THE XX/XX/20XX

Amo has been taken. When a lone raider abducts her from the tower and disappears into the wasteland, two friends set out to bring her back. Rudo charges after the trail head-on, driven by urgency and stubborn loyalty. Renz follows a blood soaked path through the desert's margins, tracking what others overlook and watching from the shadows. Separated by distance and method, but united by the same goal, they race against time and each other to find Amo before it's too late. Because she isn't a symbol. She isn't a prize. She's their friend.

"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

a world enveloped in rutting garbage needs a tenderhearted heroin to keep things in check. platonic gachiakuta x oc! irregular updates! (first chapter coming soon)

❝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.

y/n, her current life consists of going on missions sent from her boss, not being the best at saving her money, and wondering what life is like on the sphere. until, she meets someone unlike anyone she has ever met before. and even has her questioning if she's on the right side. ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋ ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋ ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ • this book contains smoking, drinking, NSFW, mentions of death. • i DO NOT own these characters

'I KNOW LIFE AND FATE ARE SCARY BUT I WANNA BE LEGENDARY' CHIKA SHIMIZU learned to trust no-one, primarily because her father turned out to be trash. From someone who swore they were always going to be anchored to the moon, they ran away very quickly to the sun, never quite leaving her the same. But yet, everyone overlooked this. They didn't care about his actions at all. In the cleaners, all that seemed to matter was results, and that pissed her the hell off, but it wasn't like she was going to leave. She just had to carve a different path for herself. [gachiakuta] [zanka x oc]

Bangtan Cleaning Services has three things: cheap suits, broken equipment, and zero brain cells. They're NOT assassins. They're NOT a gang. They're just broke house cleaners with too much confidence. But when a very stupid mafia spy mistakes their thrift-store suits for "deadly hitman energy," Bangtan gets kidnapped and forced into a top-secret mission to take down a VIP - despite the fact that the most dangerous thing they've ever handled is expired kimchi. Now they're stumbling through the criminal underworld, accidentally seducing guards, breaking every weapon they touch, striking dramatic poses instead of fighting, and causing enough chaos to make the mafia leader question his life choices. This "assassin team" might somehow succeed. Or accidentally destroy the entire mafia.

The world is drowning in its own filth. Mountains of waste bury the horizon, a kingdom of junk where the condemned are tossed like scraps. Down here, in the Pit, trash is more than refuse it's alive, gnawing at the bones of the forsaken. The strong carve their place from rust and ruin. The weak are ground into the dirt. Cleaners, Raiders, all fighting to rule the graveyard of forgotten things. They say when value is placed on trash, said trash will come to life.

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