Nyx_Marie

Zanka has seen some shit



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    Zanka's been ignoring the letters. As long as he doesn't reply, they should eventually stop. Or at least, they'll become a problem for future him.

    Except he's officially out of time, because his siblings have come to take him home.

    Or: the one in which Zanka doesn't want to be in an arranged marriage, and ends up spilling the beans to Jabber during a fight. Jabber suggests eloping.

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    17 Apr 2026

  2. Rec 23

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    Jabber keeps finding Zanka in the dark.

    In broken tunnels, in blood-slick fights, in every brutal encounter that should have ended with one of them walking away for good. Instead, each clash leaves them a little worse, a little closer, and a lot less willing to examine why.

    Then Zanka takes what should have been a simple mission underground alone.

    Jabber follows. Because of course he does.

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    17 Apr 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Note to self do not read before you have to be in public. This shits Where the Red Fern Grows levels of mess me up.

  3. Rec 94

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    The bathroom is anything but silent with his music still playing and the water still going, but it’s like Zanka has gone deaf with how quiet his head is. There’s only one thing on his mind.

    It should be him. It will be him. Zanka has worked too hard, gone too far, for Jabber to put another barrier between them. Zanka can accept that he’s smarter than him. Stronger than him. Better than him. But he won’t accept him acting like they’re not meant to be. Like they don’t need each other.

    The water stops at the same time his speaker dies, leaving Zanka in an almost opaque silence as he dries off.

    Zanka will have Jabber. Whether Jabber likes it or not.

     

    Or; Zanka needs Jabber. Jabber needs Zanka, even if he's acting like he doesn't. That's okay. He'll learn.

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    15 Apr 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Fucking hilarious

  4. Rec 20

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    In a world where a floating landmass in the sky slowly poisons a Ground with trash, that same Ground possessing people capable of wielding something like magic, is it really shocking that someone can be displaced through dimensions like glasses are misplaced on the kitchen counter? Not really.

    Zanka, seventeen years old and the captain of the Hell Guard's Black Horn Squad Thirteen, somehow ends up in a world where he's supposed to be Zanka, seventeen years old and a Cleaner on Team Akuta.

    Of course, he has... a few emotions to process in response to this.

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    13 Apr 2026

  5. Rec 40

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    The literal incarnation of Jabber's soul is a beauty of sharpness and poison. Mankira. Mankiller. Ten silver rings, ten deadly claws.

    He thinks it's fitting.

    Jabber likes pain, both when it's inflicted on him and when it's plainly visible in another person. He likes fighting, tearing people apart, seeing how they break on him. He likes it even more when he loses, when he's the one with blood in his teeth and holes in his body. He was made for it, for making it happen and for enjoying it.

    And yet—

    “It’s funny, man, sum light petting ‘n yer already coming undone, ain't ya?” Zanka laughs again, lips tracing the lines of Jabber's jaw, making him tilt his head higher and higher in an honestly lame attempt to escape the ministrations. On Zanka's shoulders, his hands busy themselves clinging to the Cleaner's shirt, twisting and pulling at the fabric like a lifeline. He wants to move, to escape. He also wants to wiggle himself into Zanka's bones, carve a place in the middle of his ribcage and curl up there like a cat in the sun. “Yer so cute,” Zanka purrs, “unbelievable.”

    Or,
    Jabber, belonging, and Zanka.

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    10 Apr 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Teehee