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    Zanka squirms a little and swallows thickly. 

     

    “M’still sore,” He says, quiet before reaching back and gripping one of Jabber’s wrists, squeezing in warning and Jabber bites at his lip. Zanka glowers at him, his hair falling past his shoulders as he does so. It’s gotten longer over the last six months. “Don’t be rough. You were a fuckin’ animal last night,” Jabber just hums again, entranced. Zanka tightens his grip. “I mean it, Jabber. I’ll break yer nose again if ya’ make it hurt.” 

     

    “Don’t threaten me wit’ a good time, gorgeous,” Jabber just says with a laugh and Zanka turns away to sigh and roll his eyes. 

     

    Jabber rubs up and down his sides, making sure not to press to hard because he knows that Zanka is still sore, dark spots forming from where Jabber gripped him so hard last night, when he was deep in that shit, when he didn’t want to let Zanka go for even a fucking second. 

     

    Not when Zanka came running back to him. Back into his arms the way he did. 

     

     

    [or, Jabber took Zanka for himself six months ago, but it's only now that perhaps, progress is being made.]

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    11 Apr 2026

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    Though with all of the planning and formulating, the perfecting and order— some things are bound to get screwed up. Zanka just didn’t know it came in the shape of one single person.

     

    Or, the one college au where Jabber wrecks Zanka's life by existing and looking pretty.

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    05 Apr 2026

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    While The Cleaners did offer some training that could be useful when met with troublesome folk, it's not like there was some specific manual. Simply put, there were no instructions. And speaking on that, there was definitely nothing that would ever explain what you should do when you get trapped beneath an enemy that actively wants you.

    or in other words: Zanka is unlucky.

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    01 Apr 2026

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    Zanka would regret it later as he opened his eyes finally looking at Jabber sitting across from him looking better than the last time Zanka saw him. That had been weeks ago with a lot more bruises, raised voices, a base ball bat, and a whole lot of words that still replayed in his head during his low moments.

    He took another drag letting his eyes drag over the man across from him. His grin was all teeth as he leaned in. The gold jewelry in his dreads catching the light as it spilled over his shoulder. A pretty hoop in his nose (new from the last time) matching the ones in his lip.

    Zanka sucked his teeth, flicking the ash from his smoke, "The fuck do ya want, Jabber?"

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    30 Mar 2026

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    "It's been two years, and I demand what was promised to me.” 

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