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Zanka was a good alpha(he could be better), a good Cleaner(could be fucking better).
He kept his instincts under control, did the right thing, and finished the job. His impulses as an alpha led him far too often towards the thrumming, alluring pulse of destruction, it required no further examination.
Then Jabber Wonger happened.
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03 Jan 2026
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Jabber's hand surges downward, smaller, sharper pinpoints aiming to kill. Zanka, angry, righteous, pissed-the-fuck-off, grabs at her last efforts. Her teeth grind on the claws, and Zanka can taste more than see the rounder acrylic nails underneath the Jinki as they softly poke her lips. Spittle coats those slender fingers as Zanka locks her jaw like a dog with a bone that won’t let go.
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26 Dec 2025
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He doesn’t remember his name. Well, he does, it’s Jabber, but the thing that they called him way back when, that’s what gets hard to recall. It gets fuzzy when he goes too far into the past, and the fuzz isn’t painful so much as confusing, so- he doesn’t. So his name is Jabber.
(Jabber Wonger and Zanka Nijiku are mirrored reflections of one another, a haunting in the back of the mind.)
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26 Dec 2025
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…something about the tense way Zanka salutes the judges and mounts the apparatus gives him pause this time. He looks—
mean.
Like he’s got something to prove.
Jabber decides that he’ll pay a bit more attention.
Jabber, jaded by the talent that’s defined his entire life, sets his sights on the son of a gymnastics legacy.
He seems…different, since the last time they competed.
[Gymnastics AU]
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25 Dec 2025
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Zanka/Jabber fics, grouped together.
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29 Nov 2025