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    Not surprisingly, it only took Zanka a few steps to realize that he hadn't been magically teleported to a faraway land. Instead, he realized that his body felt weird, lankier, taller. His limbs felt awkward and uncoordinated. He could feel that the clothing on his skin felt different, that the usual training gear had been exchanged for a scrappy and thin shirt paired with shorts full of patchwork. He didn't even have shoes.

    No, Zanka knew that this wasn't his body to begin with.

    He couldn't help himself when elated giggling escaped past his lips. He was ecstatic. Overjoyed. He felt like he would vibrate out of his skin from the excitement.

    The switch — a unique and extraordinary event of two people switching bodies. Not just any people could switch, but soulmates. Those who are meant for each other. One soul split in half, inhabiting two bodies.

    And now, Zanka had switched. He had met his soulmate.

    Or, the Janka body swap soulmate au everyone was craving for

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    20 Apr 2026

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    u need chap 12 bro please

  2. Rec 15

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    “It’s funny, ‘cause it seems you are just my type.”

    “Your type?” Zanka literally had no clue what was going on anymore, but the question just slipped out on its own.

    “Pretty things that can break me.”

    Screw you, Jabber Wonger.

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    12 Apr 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 46

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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 still holding on by a thread, when Jabber fucking Wonger explodes into his life by getting under his skin from the moment they laid eyes on each other. Managing to crowd his already overcrowded brain. Zanka suddenly feels compelled to either beat the shit out of him or pick up his charcoal and start drawing for the first time in months. He’s leaning towards both?

    Can Zanka and Jabber even each other out or will they keep butting heads?

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    12 Apr 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 34

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    Jabber was the most obnoxious man Zanka had ever met. And he’d never met somebody that understood him so well.

    His bones ached with deep exhaustion, but his mind floated lazily, staring at the beautiful man in front of him.

    “Jabber,” he mumbled. “Weed makes us real talkative.”

    “I think I’m talkative all the time,” he grinned.

    God, Zanka wanted him.

     

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    Zanka navigates an.. unconventional new roommate while desperately trying to hide that he's pushing his body to its limits.

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    11 Apr 2026

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    “What, you gonna call daddy to come beat me up?” Dreads mocks him, sticking out his bottom lip in an exaggerated pout.

    Zanka feels the anger bubble up inside him at the comment, hot and cloying as it courses through his veins—and decides he needs to go home, right now, or someone’s getting punched. “Fuck you. I’m leavin’.” Then he turns on his heel to march to the back door of August’s house.

    “Yeah, call your limo, pretty boy!”

    Okay. That’s enough.

    Zanka turns back around, cocks his arm back, and decks the guy in the face.

    Or, alternatively: How the meet-ugly of the goddamn century catapults newly broke college student Zanka Nijiku head-fucking-first into the strangest, weirdest, most evilly convoluted situationship of his life.

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    15 Mar 2026