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Car Troubles (And Successes) by MarlboroOnIce
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
01 Jul 2026
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“You have to let me finish this.”
Enjin tries to get close to Gris’s face, tipping his head to the side. “Oh, I’ll let you finish.”
Gris stares at him, unwavering.
Enjin rolls his eyes. “I’ll let you finish, man. Damn. Now let me up.”
Or: Gris fixes the car, and then bends Enjin over it.
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02 Jul 2026
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Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat by wimsicalpan
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
12 Jun 2026
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The squeak of the suspension echoes their moans and Gris slams a hand onto the cushion by Enjin's face, fingers curled around the edge of the seat. It's going to be a nightmare to clean up and he knows he'll regret it the moment they finish, but seeing Enjin splayed out across the seat, legs hanging from the door, is worth it.
When Enjin whispers he's wearing it on the car ride home, Gris knows they're not making it back to their rooms for sex.
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14 Jun 2026
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Enjin pretty much never sleeps through the night. It's not necessarily a problem, or at least, not one to which he hasn't become accustomed. But his insomniac habits have unintentionally led to him discovering… feelings… and he really does not have time to process that right now, so he will be shoving those feelings way, way down. Which will totally work. Right?
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14 Jun 2026
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gris was content to be friends with enjin. beautiful, brilliant, annoying as fuck at times, enjin. but when enjin takes him out to the club for a night of tomfoolery and fun, gris finds out just how shallow and fragile his contentment really is.
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12 Jun 2026
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You only call me when you're drunk by wimsicalpan
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
26 Apr 2026
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The logical part of Gris’ mind supplies the important piece of information; Enjin is drunk. He’s always drunk when he turns up at Gris’ door, clothes hanging from him as though he can’t get them off quick enough, body slumped in the doorframe, mouth slanted, and voice mumbling from the copious amount of alcohol Enjin’s drunk that night.
No matter how many times Enjin professes he can hold his own, Gris, and the other cleaners know he’s the lightest of light weights to ever exist on the Ground.
And Gris should push him away. Should walk Enjin to bed and tell him to sleep it off. Should tell Enjin he’s drunk and not sound of mind.
But he doesn’t.
He never does.
Enjin only ever seems to be interested in Gris when he's been drinking and Gris knows he'll always wake up to an empty bed.
Always.
Until he doesn't.
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10 Jun 2026