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    ”Whatcha got there?” Enjin asks, a small smirk tugging at his lips. Zanka gives one long, slow blink, and glances at the drink his fingers are loosely wrapped around.

    “…a smoothie.”

    Riyo bursts out laughing. The noise startles Jabber awake, and his head knocks into his jaw. They both groan in pain.

    Or, Jabber and Zanka in the aftermath of one of their battles.

    Or, or, a comment on my last fic used this meme—so I wrote it entirely around that

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    29 Mar 2026

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    cuteeeee

  2. Public Bookmark 53

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    Zanka's breathing is loud now, raw and ragged. Hands shaking in their death grip against the wheel. He hates that. Hates that Jabber sees. Hates that Jabber doesn't.

    Hates him, probably, maybe, not at all.

    “Z, man,” his tone is still lighter than the conversation deserves, not laughing but not solemn either, fake or maybe real, it's a coin flip with Jabber. “You can stop now.”

    Too fast. Too close.

    Zanka runs a red.

    “Zanka.”
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    Dancing with someone else. Getting under Zanka's skin. Unreasonable reactions. Toxicity hitting different when you're both playing the game.

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    29 Mar 2026

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    Beautiful toxic modern janka, possessive Zanka and ragebaiter Jabber

  3. Public Bookmark 57

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    “Tap out.”

    Jabber says nothing this time, but doesn’t tap out either. He is uncharacteristically silent. Zanka looks at him then, really looks. Even fucked up, Jabber is unfairly beautiful. Jabber flutters his long, long lashes at Zanka, gaze laser-focused on him as he swirls his own blood in his mouth. Then spits it out.

    Right. Into. Zanka’s. Face.

    “No.”

    Zanka is on him like a wild dog before he can even finish the word.

     

    Or; Zanka's got an itch and Jabber can scratch it. What else is there to say?

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    29 Mar 2026

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    Wonderful characterization, repressed sadist Zanka + terrified of affection Jabber (the perfect combo), and technically brilliant writing.
    //Explicit

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    “Z.” His eyes snap back on Jabber quickly. “Don’t lie to me. Why'd you do that?” Zanka is quiet for a moment.

    He’s not sure why he asks. It’s been like this since they were kids. Jabber already knows why. He guesses he wonders if Zanka knows too.

    or, For how much Zanka says he hates him, Jabber doesn’t think he acts like it.

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    29 Mar 2026

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    Beauty + one shot + wonderful Jabber internal monologue (modern setting)