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  1. Public Bookmark 13

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    Both Jabber and Zanka had a shitty day on the job, to add onto the problem, they both have sleep issues that they didn't want to resolve on their own. So Jabber decided to pay Zanka a visit, wether he liked it or not.

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    Janka sleepfic (if that's a thing).

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    15 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 9

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    Jabber only showed up at the Grand Prix Final because Amo wouldn't stop talking about some figure skater named Zanka Nijiku.

    Zanka Nijiku, Japan's beloved Silver Seal and one of the sport's rising stars, leaves traces everywhere he goes: on the ice, in competition record books, and in the minds of everyone who watches him skate.

    He leaves one on Jabber, too.

    The prodigy of Team USA hockey can't get Zanka's short program—or a certain spin—out of his head. He thinks he'll never see the skater again.

    That is, until a scheduling mistake forces them to share practice ice while preparing for the upcoming Olympics, and Jabber quickly realizes there's far more to Japan's beloved Silver Seal than the image the world sees.

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    12 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 86

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    Zanka had not meant to steal from Jabber Wonger.

    Not at first.

    It was supposed to be just a fight. A dirty, brutal clash in the lower trash veins, all blood, poison, teeth, and bad angles.

    Then Mankira got caught in the wall, Jabber stopped laughing, and Zanka saw the one line even a madman would not cross.

    Jabber would break himself before he damaged her.

    So when Assistaff scraped too hard, when one ring slipped loose from Jabber’s deadly hands, when Zanka felt that small warm circle fall into his palm—

    He should have dropped it.

    He should have returned it.

    He should have told someone.

    Instead, Zanka kept one piece of Mankira hidden against his body.

    And Jabber notices hes missing a part of her.

    Now Jabber has nine rings, one empty finger, and a growing obsession with finding out exactly where Zanka is keeping what he stole.

    Zanka calls it evidence.

    Jabber calls it theft.

    Mankira calls it something worse.

    And the lie only gets heavier the longer Zanka keeps her warm.

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    11 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 9

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    In all their fights and breaks and whatever else people would call it, there had never been someone new. Even in the bitterness and hatred, it had been just the two of them. Maybe Jabber was foolish, maybe she’d grown too content with what her and Zanka had going on that she didn’t even consider it, didn’t even consider Zanka pursuing other options and ditching her for something she deemed ‘better’. Jabber needed to blow off some steam.

    Zanka has been avoiding Jabber for weeks now and Jabber is determined to figure out why.

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    11 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 92

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    -Toxic Yuri fic where Zanka and Jabber have been in a situationship for 3 years-

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    Zanka grabbed Jabber’s wrist above where her bracelets were and moved her hand and the beaker down. “Yer tellin me this is salt water? What happens if ya mixed it wrong?” 

    “Somethin, somethin, immediate and painful death~” Jabber cooed. “How much do you trust me, Zanka? You always did tell me I was a genius.” 

    Zanka felt trapped. Jabber’s eyes were locked in on her like she was reading her mind or maybe waiting for a change of expression that gave away if she was afraid. The beaker to her lips was a challenge, a test to see if Zanka was confident enough in her judgement. Now, Jabber had a hand behind Zanka’s neck and the other was slowly tilting the beaker. 

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    04 Jun 2026