Zankanijiku Stories

"I didn't know you were married, Tamsy?" - Cleaners "Well, neither do I" - Tamsy Caines A random kid showed up at the HQ claiming to be Tamsy's child. One he'd never known he had. He wanted to deny it, yet all the allegation seems to throw buckets to his face. "Aren't you curious who my mother is?" "Not really." Note: The reader is the mother, not the child.

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

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. It is 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] 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗰𝗶𝘁𝘆 © Hirareiya 𝗚𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗮𝗸𝘂𝘁𝗮 © Kei Urana

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.

modern au ! "𝑰 𝑲𝑵𝑶𝑾 𝑰'𝑴 𝑯𝑶𝑻 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑨𝑳𝑳, 𝑩𝑼𝑻 𝑫𝑨𝑴𝑵 𝒀𝑶𝑼'𝑹𝑬 𝑺𝑶𝑨𝑲𝑬𝑫!" 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 the top student of Ground High School finds herself in an unexpected encounter with the infamous blond playboy. STATUS: ongoing STARTED: 15 April 26 FINISHED:

This Story Is a direct sequel to my previous work, Amo & Love: A GACHIAKUTA Story 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.

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ • 𖤓 • ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ Haunted by her sins, Mirey has devoted her life to protecting the people of the Ground as a Cleaner, hunting the perilous trash beasts that stalk the wastelands. She tells herself that saving lives is enough. That if she keeps moving forward, the past will stay buried. But everything changes the day a boy falls from Heaven. His arrival disrupts the frail balance of the Ground, igniting tensions that have long simmered beneath its trash covered surface. As conflict grows, Rey finds herself pulled into a chain of events far greater than a single mission and far more dangerous than any beast she has faced. Because the chaos surrounding the boy threatens to expose truths she has spent years outrunning, she is forced to choose between survival and conviction, the violence that shaped her and the peace she still dares to believe in the form of a blue-eyed boy. GACHIAKUTA season one - manga chapters zanka nijiku x fem!oc ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ • 𖤓 • ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

Zanka is a studious teen who spends most if not all of his time studying, alone, in his room. However Jabber is the complete opposite, he's almost never in his room, always out partying or at some kind of club, he's basically that guy, he's friends with everyone and everyone loves him for his energetic, crazy and carefree personality that's so easy to be around. For the one day, once in a blue moon when Zanka forgets to complete his assignment and ends up in detention, guess who's also there for getting caught gettin high in the bathrooms?

redamancy /riˈdamˈanˈsee/ 1. the act of loving someone who loves you back. --- Fu's first New Years celebration with the Cleaners, cue a midnight kiss with Zanka.

astound /əˈstound/ verb 1. shock or greatly surprise. --- Zanka gets drunk and somehow he and Jabber get married.

"One man's trash is another man's treasure..." Amor is in search of someone important to him. He made a vow to find them. He made a vow to never falter. He made a vow to treasure what they gave him.

(AUSSIE HS AU !) only bcs im aussie and cant be bothered researching american stuff, soo with that. this fic includes aussie spelling.. boo!! beware. (characters are.. Zanka: 16 yrs, Jabber: 17 yrs.. both going into year / grade 12) Zanka Nijiku, a- (decently) behaved teenage boy with a short temper, moves to small town on the coast of Western Australia, (yes we are getting an aussie Jabber) expecting a scorching, boring summer.. however instead he finds himself boarding the ride of his life after finding a new, somewhat.. 'psychotic' friend who just happens to know where to get the best stuff and how exactly to sneak around some restricted spaces. How will their relationship turn out? (I'm expecting there to be drugs, vapes and alcohol in this fic too btw!) im BEGGING please lmk if that was ok.. ^^ anyhoww.. i may give up on this so uhm be warned? enjoy.

what can men worship after being stripped of god? © 2025 ASTROBLISS

‹ 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.

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❝𝘠𝘰𝘶... 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘺?❞ ~--~❦︎~--~ Hmm... Monkey... Jk - She helped anyone who came along her path, good or evil, right or wrong. Always battered to black and blue, some visible and others hidden. Nursing them back to peace, she never cared about the way she imprinted in their minds. Wandering aimlessly - neglecting her job - through the mountains of trash, her strolls seem to have caused her to accidentally rack up a heap of favours she can check in at anytime. ~--~❦︎~--~ ❝𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦?❞ ❝𝙁𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙚.❞ ~--~❦︎~--~ • HEAVY manga spoilers, not recommended to anime-onlys unless you won't mind them, proceed at your own risk • Please do not ignore the notes in the introduction as you read my work <3 . . . . . . Started: 31//August//2025 Ended: --//-//---- Updates: In the process of editing + republishing Status: Ongoing Currently in the manga's: Spellcaster mural arc ∆Gachiakuta is made by Kei Urana.∆ ∆Credits go to them for the characters except for my own.∆

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.

❝𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗜𝗡 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧, 𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗪𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗡 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞❞ ˋ°•*⁀➷ Cannibalism, a metaphor for a destructive, all-encompassing passion where you give everything until nothing is left, akin to devouring each other, self-destruction to becoming one with them, and possessing them completely. It gnaws and becomes parasitic, leaving one hollow but never satisfied, craving so much they'd devour them to feel complete. What is love, if not the willing act of letting someone consume you until you are nothing but a memory of who you used to be? 𝙋𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: 12/24/25 𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: --/--/-- Gachiakuta Fanfiction ⚠︎ Contains Major Manga Spoilers [Will be following the Manga] 𝗧𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗮𝘁 © Hirareiya 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

Just a girl that fully believes she has all the time in the world. Cause she quite literally does. Being able to stop time with her Vital instrument is spectacular! But when she learns that she can do so much more, besides stopping time...? That becomes a bit daunting, but it's nothing to bad for Y/n L/n