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Cat and Mouse: The Game Begins. by Rows_Writings
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
15 Apr 2026
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This post includes an updated and edited version of my preview of this fic! If it seems familiar- that’s because it is! But it’s also different! Read it again! READ IT AGAIN
RATING: Explicit- for light fetish content, HOWEVER. If you’re looking for gooning material- that’s going to be found in chapter two, so don’t forget to bookmark!
TW: Dubious consent for impact play- but consent will be fully formed.
CW: Tamsy Caines is his own warning. S&M, Tamsy Caines discovers he’s a Switch, Predator/Prey dynamic.
WC:~5k
Racially ambiguous reader as alwaysSeries
- Part 6 of On Your Knees.
Bookmarked by valeu
09 Jun 2026
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A pretty Viander yearns for a handsome designer from afar, leaving sweets in his oblivious doorway after every visit.
Eventually, she must be caught- of course.
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- Part 4 of On Your Knees.
Bookmarked by valeu
01 May 2026
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MASQUERADE | Tamsy Caines by Asuna_Luino
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
05 Jun 2026
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"I didn't know you were married, Tamsy?" - Cleaners
"Well, neither do I" - Tamsy CainesA 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 not the son. You are the mother.
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How did things end up like this? by caresscentsun
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
28 Mar 2026
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Tamsy learns the hard way that tinkering with other people’s feelings is a double-edged sword. Now he gets a taste of his own medicine.
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“This doesn’t fit... August Stilza, fashion designer, master craftsman, maker of garments that fit like second skins…somehow forgot to measure?”
“What can I say?” He reached for the hem of the dress, lifting it slowly. “Your beauty got me flustered. Made me forget how to do my job, my life's work, properly.” Reaching for the measuring tape around his neck. “This simply means I’ll need to take fresh measurements. This very second”
He brought his hands up, fingers ghosting over your collarbone. “So. May I, my dear?”