Enjin Stories

Sentenced to the Pit for a crime she didn't commit, Y/N's silence becomes louder than accusations. Bound by a mysterious locket, she must fight to survive and make her unheard voice shatter a world built on lies. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The characters do not belong to me other than my OC'S, they belong to Kei Urana. STARTED WRITING ON 14/09/2025 AND ENDED ON THE XX/XX/20XX #1 ranking in femreader 12.11.2025 #1 ranking in gachiakuta 12.11.2025

"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?

❝𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗘𝗖𝗛𝗢 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗠𝗬 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗗 𝗜𝗦 𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗠𝗘 𝗧𝗢 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗢𝗡.❞ ━━━━ 𝗦𝗛𝗘 was once a shadow among the Raiders - a ghost with blood on her hands and silence for a voice. (Y/N) Izumi was trained to kill, to obey, to never question the orders whispered through her communicator. She was the girl who followed the cold precision of Zodyl Typhon, who endured Jabber's madness, who learned to disappear beside Cthoni's stillness, and who once found fleeting warmth in Momoa's quiet hums of forgotten music. But when a single act of mercy tore her away from the Raiders, the world branded her a traitor. Lost, hunted, and half-alive, she crossed paths with Rudo - a boy who should've seen her as nothing more than another Raider to destroy. Instead, he saw something no one else ever had: a chance for her to start over. Now among the Cleaners, (Y/N) fights to reclaim her soul in a world built on ruin. She struggles with the voice of her mother's phantom - Demon Snow - and the memories of every life she took. Yet, even as she learns to stand beside Rudo and his friends, the shadows of her past move closer, whispering her name again. Because the Raiders don't forget. And the girl who tried to become human again may soon have to face the monsters who made her one. In a world of rust, violence, and broken light - love, forgiveness, and survival all come at the same price: blood.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 // 𝐸𝓃𝒿𝒾𝓃 ᯓ✦ 𝓖𝓐𝓒𝓗𝓘𝓐𝓚𝓤𝓣𝓐 An ex-raider leaves her position for a one-night stand to join the cleaners. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⡀⡀⡀⢀⢀⢀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡀⡤⢤⠤⢤⡤⡄⡀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⣆⡔⣿⡿⡟⣷⣟⣯⣿⣿⣷⣆⢄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣀⣖⣟⣯⠭⡿⡿⡿⣿⡣⠯⣏⣄⠀ ⠀⢀⣼⡧⢿⡯⠇⠡⠩⠑⠘⠉⠣⡿⣿⣷⣔⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣯⢛⠩⠂⠁⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠣⣮⣇⡂ ⠀⡐⡳⢯⡓⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⢋⡿⣿⣧⡄⠀⣪⣟⠏⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⣷⡍ ⠀⡅⣿⣹⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⡥⠋⣗⡵⣯⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⣿⠅ ⠀⣆⢿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠅⡍⡗⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⡏⠂ ⠈⡓⡯⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢄⣾⠁⡀ ⠀⠀⠷⣧⡂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣴⡯⠋⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⢑⢵⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠈⣵⠻⣄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣤⣏⡗⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠱⢅⣗⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⣴⣟⠯⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⣅⠋⡂⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⡔⣿⡯⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠢⣎⡦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣶⡟⠏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠑⣷⡤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣨⠿⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠱⠧⣆⠄⠀⠀⡤⡮⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠳⣇⣋⡅⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

"Do you regret it? Jumping after the kid?" "Nah. People treat him like he's worse than garbage, but he has a lot more to offer." A small, light, chuckle escaped her lips. Enjin looked at her, confused, with a brow raised. Cruz's gaze lingered at the sky, smile never fading. "If one man's trash is another man's treasure, then, I must've hit the jackpot." [Disclaimer: I only own Cruz and her plot.]

❝𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗖𝗔𝗡 𝗜 𝗗𝗢 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗢𝗨❞― Two children stand side by side in an old photograph, siblings. One is as blinding as the sun, the other could only be described as a blank canvas. Yes, their fates had already been decided by that point. One to be a tool and the other to be the wielder. ↳ 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧. - - → Various! gachiakuta x gn! reader This is my second story after not writing anything for a really long time so I apologize if there is anything grammatically off or whatsoever. This story will contain potential manga spoilers and some topics that may leave a few people uncomfortable. Warnings will be included on top of every chapter when necessary so please always put your comfort first!

" 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

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

In the land of the ground and the sphere,let me tell you that there in another land above it, we call the land... Teyvat. oh? you want to know more? well then, let's get into it,shall we? ______ warnings: •my idea •not good at English •bad words/wording •characters may go off character let's dive right in,shall we?

❝𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗦 ❞ ― The scent of perfumes, the reeky and ashen cigarette smoke, the lingering taste of alcohol, and the comfort of a warm body tangling into yours. You've tried many ways to forget, found many ways to cope, you've found solace underneath the red lights of your district-your home. It is still not enough. You still want to scrub yourself clean but it gets hard to rub off the smell of cigarettes when you've used it for far too long. ↳ 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙨' 𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 - - → Various! (slightly yandere) gachiakuta x gn! reader

ꜰᴏʟʟᴏ ᴛᴜɴɪᴛᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᝰ.ᐟ 𝐍𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞: ˚⟡˖ ࣪ - 𝘈 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘖𝘥𝘺𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯'𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥. ≫≫ ╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱꜰᴇʀʀᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴜᴛʜ ʙʀᴀɴᴄʜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ. ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ɪꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡɪꜱʜ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟꜱᴇ. ꜱᴏ ᴡʜʏ ᴅɪᴅ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ʙᴏʏ ᴏꜰ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴛᴜʀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴜᴘꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ? ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴀᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴠᴜʟɴᴇʀᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ʙᴇꜱᴛᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ. ── .✦ ─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─── 𝑖 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓! :3 !! These characters are not mine, they belong to Kei Urana and are from the animanga series "Gachiakuta." I hope you enjoy my interpretation of her story and characters <333!!

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.

𝖳𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁，𝖠 𝗌𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖼 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀．𝖦𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖿𝗍，𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗍．𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾，𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗌．𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖼 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌． 𝘎𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘵𝘢 𝘝𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 ˣ 𝘍！𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳． Slight Yandere, oc mentioned but doesn't interact at all with characters or (Name), only shows up and talked about for (Name)'s vital instrument.

A funny Gachiakuta Christmas story with my Oc's!

What about a 17-year-old girl who avoids noise and people just to have a quiet life? Only before this poor girl has to use her powers in front of the wrong people. "Damn, luck's been rollin' with me all along anyway." ⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹ I dunno wut 2 write here rlly 😭😭

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

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"

❝𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧❞ 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖢𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗌' 𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖺 𝖲𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 Sphere. 𝖠𝗌 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗎𝗅𝗍, 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗃𝗈𝖻 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗓𝗈𝗂𝖽𝗌. ⦾ 𝖦𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗍𝖺 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖨𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗍 ⦾ 𝖨𝗆𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗎𝗉𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝗋𝖾a

Enjin x Gris aka the cleaners dads taking req first fic in 5 yrs...

a•do•ra•tion /ˌadəˈreɪʃn/ noun To have a very strong feeling of love or worship for someone In which a familiar pink haired elf wakes up in an unfamiliar world. . . . ♡ "Hm~ Where am I?" "This place is quite messy...why are there trash everywhere?~" "Hopefully someone is nearby, that way I can ask them where I am!~♡" . . . "Hi♪" "...Who are you?" "...They're not with you..?" "Nope" "Uh, no..?"