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  1. Public Bookmark 28

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    "I don't plan on losin' again. Do whatever ya want and get high off yer rocker or whatever. It won't matter because only one of us is leaving here alive."

    A violent sea is whipped by a storm when his eyes meet stone blue. Something unshakable is there, far beyond the depths of all consuming waves.

     

    Oh.

    This was about to get fun.

     

    "Keep talkin' dirty to me Zan, you have no idea what it's doin' to me."

    Blades gleam off his knuckles like the end of a guillotine. Just who would get to sit in the executioner's chair today? Just thinking about it made his blood sing to the rapid beat of his heart.

    "GIVE EVERYTHING YOU HAVE TO ME, ZANKA!!"

     

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    or...another Janka Omega verse fic except the author can't write for shit.

    Strap in, because I don't have a license but I'm the one drivin' the bus.

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    17 May 2026

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  2. Public Bookmark 93

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    He clocked him, Zanka fully rocked his shit and he’s bleeding, a lot. - so why the FUCK is he smiling!? Zanka is gravely unsettled and perturbed right now. But that feeling is soon outweighed by his spite.

     
    So he winds his fist once more, belting it straight back down onto the same place as the first time. He can feel the way a vein bulged on his forehead, just as he could feel the rush of strangled breath dance warmly over his balled up knuckles as they made contact for the second time.

     
    Yet the guy was still smirking sharply through bloodied teeth, despite the way his legs wobbled.

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    Janka college au where Zanka is burnt out and hanging on by a thread when Jabber fucking Wonger explodes into his life, getting under his skin from the very first second they meet at a party.. one Zanka begrudgingly attended too. Somehow, Jabber wedges himself into Zanka’s already overcrowded head, annoyingly impossible to ignore. Zanka feels the overwhelming urge to either beat the shit out of him or pick up his charcoals and draw for the first time in months. Honestly, he’s leaning toward both.

    Can Zanka and Jabber balance each other out, or are they doomed to keep butting heads?

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    05 Apr 2026

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    "The moment Mankira touched the Cleaner's skin, Jabber froze and noticed the Cleaner's counterattack too late. Jabber blinked heavily and felt his lips curl into a bloody smile as he realized his poison had no effect on the Cleaner.

    Surely the boss could forgive him for definitely not catching the Spherite anymore."

     

    Or: Janka Soulmate AU where you get part of your Soulmate's abilities.

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    05 Apr 2026

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