Enjin Stories

i'll be making some stories about various Gachiakuta ships, just to be clear they're all adults in my stories !! Of course every character belongs to Kei Urana. And the credits for the drawing of the book's cover goes to Tcalmlay on tiktok. ♤angst♤ ♡smut♡ ◇regular◇ ♧fluff♧ ☆idk a bit of everything i guess☆

[📧] → @CAPTAIN, a tale of a woman long left in the junkyard of society before they even knew her name- a woman who clawed herself from the ruin, the filth of trash- and her name is... "Y/N" ★ various!gachiakuta characters x reader #rankings .ᐟ #19 IN BADGIRL #5 captain #3 in trash #1 in trash © bigmomma_pi

ﾠﾠﾠﾠﾠ ❝𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗨𝗣 𝗜𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗢𝗪𝗡 𝗦𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗟𝗗 𝗪𝗘𝗟𝗟, 𝗜 𝗠𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗦𝗘𝗘 𝗜𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗡.❞ ˋ°•*⁀➷ To be precocious is to live in a future the world hasn't caught up to yet. When two such frequencies collide, it creates a rare intellectual resonance. This shared state is an ontological alignment where two "early arrivers" finally find a mirror for their isolation. A bond forged in a language the rest of the world hasn't learned, a synthesis of thought where the weight of being "too much, too soon" is finally shared and halved. What happens when two minds that have outpaced time itself find their only remaining mystery is each other? 𝙋𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: 05/04/26 𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: [Will be following the Manga] HIGHEST STORY RANKINGS: #1 in Zankaxreader (05/13/26) #1 in Nijiku (05/13/26) #2 in Zankanijiku (05/13/26) #4 in Zankaxoc (05/13/26) #1 in Kyouka (05/19/26) 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗰𝗶𝘁𝘆 © Hirareiya 𝗚𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗮𝗸𝘂𝘁𝗮 © Kei Urana

🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍 🂹 You've been dropped down to the ground to these strange people and away from your light Mad⭐︎ka Oh Madoka where are you? you have to get back up to find her no matter WHAT the costs are 🂺 🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍🃍 This is a Gachiakuta xHomura!fem!reader fanfic Gachiakuta is not my creation and all rights are reserved to Kei Uranu

I saw a lack of Gachiakuta Oneshot collections so I thought I would start one to help fill the void. Mainly writing for: Enjin Gris Zanka This list is a work in progress as I watch through Season 1. (I just got to episode 18 as of 8-17-26) Also I work a full-time job as well as being between jobs at the moment. So I don't know how often I'll be adding to this oneshot book.

I'll make various characters x reader. I used to write a lot in my teen years and stopped for a long time but i missed it very much and i'm happy to be back. English is not my first language please be kind and don't hesitate to correct i'll try my best ! WARNING : I won't make anything with minors so if you see a chapter with a minor there's two options : ● happening in the future and they're older ● it's just a wholesome bonding story with no love stuff or whatever ♤angst♤ ♡smut♡ ◇regular◇ ♧fluff♧ ☆idk a bit of everything i guess☆

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.

⁀જ⁀➴ "Those who treat me with kindness, I will repay that kindness tenfold." "And those that treat with injustice, that use me, that hunt me down, that hurt my friends, I shall repay that injustice a thousand times over." ― Technoblade ╰⪼ In which, the peaceful atmosphere of the Sphere was quickly shattered, the moment your cries were heard all through the streets, as your grief completely overwhelmed you. You had just returned home from your work. Only to discover that your partner had been murdered, and your son had been falsely accused of killing his adoptive father. And without giving him the proper trial to prove his innocence, they had dragged and executed your son down the pit, never bothering to even reach out to you. Fueled by blinding rage, you exact brutal revenge on the spot, dragging the screaming and fighting perpetrators who went along with the injustice near the edge of the town, before chucking them down into the never-ending abyss of the pit. After finally feeling content with the chaos you had caused, you jumped into the pit yourself. As you fell, you came face to face with a mysterious entity, who offered you an ultimatum. "As long as you yield your entire being to me, then rest assured, the thing you wish to achieve will be taken care of. " Is what it said, it's looming figure towering over you. With nothing else to lose, you accepted. ── .✦ Disclaimer: all rights to Kei Urana, I do not own any of Gachiakuta's characters and the story, only the plot of this fanfic.

- Reader and Enjin meet in a polluted area, you should read more to find out. -Enjin is 28 and Reader is 18 just saying

- Born quirkless Riyo has lived her life being stuck in a shadow of the life she hadn't achieved, leaving that life behind she took the role of a mercenary, trained to kill she learned the only way to survive the wolrd where your ranked by power is to take risks and survive the streets.- (A/N: Wanted to make a Gachiakuta and My Hero Academiya crossover and I'm thinking of making plenty more crossovers for Gachiakuta and MHA but their still in plan since I need time to think and try fitting each Characters personality into MHA. And if you ask why Riyo is quirkless, its because well I couldnt think of anything for her to have powers so please suggest a power for her.)

Another one shot. This time Enjin x Reader. Best friends subtly pinning.

[ 愛 ] rudo x kimiyo ┆ TrashedParasol ❤︎ | 𝐆𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐚 𝐱 𝐎𝐜 ──────── " 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. " 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, a 15 year old girl briefly meets a 15 year boy in the slums. she wasn't even supposed to get attached. it was such a brief meeting. he didn't even look at her. yet, he gave her a gift, and suddenly his face never left her mind. she's grown used to his presence. it stabilized her life. it made her remember that she was more then a pretty face. until he got casted away. until he was sent to execution. and she was forced to watch him fall. fall to his death. and that's usually where the story ends. princesses don't chase after their prince. correct? ──────── ❤︎ 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓 ©-laceq ─ Kimiyo + all non canon characters ©Kei Urana ─ Gachiakuta

"Amongst the trash in this world, you are definitely the one we want the most" { 𝔾𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕒𝕜𝕦𝕥𝕒 𝕍𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 }

You were born on the rich side, where dirt is a rumor and blood never stains long enough to matter. Your hands stayed clean-not because you were careful, but because the world was. Well your side at least. Jewels weighed your wrists. Safety wrapped your throat like silk. Freedom was handed to you so often it stopped feeling special. You smiled easily. Spoke to anyone. Asked questions people laughed off instead of answering. But the Slums were different. They weren't ugly to you-just unfinished. Like a sentence cut off mid-thought. If we're all human, why is there a gate?

This is an OCxCanon fic! Enjin! X Oc I do not own any of the canon characters used, I only own my original characters. [desc. W.I.P]

╰┈➤ «𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒐?» «𝑶𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒔, 𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚.» |YAN! GACHIAKUTA x fem! reader| ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You imagine yourself at the very bottom of the 'no lifers' category of social life. You're a coward and a crybaby. You're a failed comedian, a failed actress- a failed everything. So obviously, when you're sent to world that is much more dangerous than your already overstimulating one, you lose your shit. And you somehow manage to make a lot of other people lose their shit as well. COVER BY @akariri 𝗚𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗮𝗸𝘂𝘁𝗮 © Kei Urana

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sometimes thinking gets you nowhere, or everywhere all at once. Gachiakuta is NOT my story, all credits to Kei Urana

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.