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your nth crazy act by Latenightsgunfights
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Anime), Gachiakuta (Manga)
05 Nov 2025
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“Hit me again.”
Jabber doesn't hesitate. Hand colliding with Zanka's cheek hard enough to smack him into next week and beyond. A bitch-slap. A bitch to slap.
“Again!”
“Aw, man, you crazy as hell-”
“Again! Hit me again!”
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Grin through the agony, figure out whether it's a fight or confession later.Series
- Part 1 of Janka Fics
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Joy, Agony, Violence, Euphoria by Latenightsgunfights
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
09 Nov 2025
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Heh, it always slips, don't it? Melts away the second pain hits; sweet and sharp. Then he's laughing, breathless, manic, chasing the next hit of hurt like a junkie.
Every time. Zanka swears it won't happen again.
Every time. It does.
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Fighting. Wanting. Hurting. Dreaming.Zanka's winning. Zanka's winning, yeah? Zanka's winning.
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- Part 2 of Janka Fics
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There's a beat. That beat. Split second, and it happens every time, every fight, where Jabber decides whether he wants to hurt or humiliate or both or neither.
Instead, Jabber just breathes.
Then, sighs…
No! No! No!
“Man,” Jabber says, and his disinterested voice is suddenly the loudest thing in the world, “you're gettin' real boring, y'know.”
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The opposite of love is indifference.Series
- Part 3 of Janka Fics
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“I could mix this shit in my sleep, anyway. Ain't hard. Only killed, like, one rat I tested it on. And that ain't even a lot of rats in the grand scheme of things, right, you know what I'm sayin? Man, I know you do. You the right kinda crazy, all wrong-”
And, suddenly, gravity just…changes direction.
Yeah, Zanka thinks, and then he's slumping forward like a puppet with cut strings, forehead landing in the warm slope between Jabber's shoulder and neck.
Oh.
Soft. Warm. Real enough to drown in.
Jabber stiffens at the contact. Twitches, a little.
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Affection, or maybe just allowance.Series
- Part 4 of Janka Fics
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Zanka's hands are still lingering when he asks, the way he does everything, steady and blunt and pretending he doesn't care about the answer while his hand's waver.
“Can I kiss you?”
Jabber doesn't blink. “Nah.”
That same factual bluntness. Like commenting on the weather.
Zanka nods, accepting it like he accepts the buckets of blood they've shared by accident. He tries again:
“Can I kiss your neck?”
Huh?
Jabber's eyebrows raise a fraction. Like that was an unexpected wrench in their bi-weekly weirdness operation.
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One creature learning the texture of another.Series
- Part 5 of Janka Fics
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Overclocked Aftermath: One, Two, Three by Latenightsgunfights
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
24 Nov 2025
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Zanka curls closer.
Closer than Jabber likes or-
Maybe closer than Jabber understands.
Zanka drapes himself across Jabber's bare back, cheek squished between his shoulder blades. Warm, heavy and real.
And Jabber goes very still.
He's not, uh, angry. Not even warning. It's just that kinda startled animal freeze Jabber can't control. The one he gets when someone gets close and isn't trying to hurt him.
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Exposure and language.Series
- Part 6 of Janka Fics
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"You like dancin' or what?" Zanka tosses the question in Jabber's direction in a tone that's way too fond to exist between them.
Jabber blinks and pauses momentarily. Looking down at his feet like he's been, somehow, unaware of himself jiving over Zanka's humiliation for the last ten minutes.
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Dancing. Exasperation. Fondness.Series
- Part 7 of Janka Fics
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Yesterday's Blood by Latenightsgunfights
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
27 Nov 2025
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“Y'bein' real gentle with me, das cute.”
Zanka snorts as he moves the cloth over a bizarre cluster of scars. “Y'got holes in ya.”
The water splashes.
“Yeah, I've got holes because I don't die,” Jabber hums, “that's a good thing.”
Zanka frowns despite his better judgment. “I don't think so, man.”
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Hurt. Bathing. Acting like you don't care when you absolutely do. The bane of their existence.Series
- Part 8 of Janka Fics
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I’ve Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth by Latenightsgunfights
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
29 Nov 2025
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Jabber taps the ground beside Zanka's hip with one of his long claw-fingernail kind of situations. “Y'want me to suck it?”
Zanka blinks at him, flat as a dead battery. “You're a dirty bastard.”
Jabber throws his hands up with another barked laugh. “Zan-ka, get yo' mind out the gutter! I'm talking 'bout the venom.” Jabber points to the wound, the slow leaking red through Zanka's layers of clothing. “Y'know…save your life? Ring any bells or…?”
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Vampire Hunter Zanka, Vampire Jabber, a dark alleyway and a bad decision.Series
- Part 9 of Janka Fics
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Jabber makes Zanka feel wanted in the most backwards kind of way. Not in the way Enjin does: useful, supported, good lad, folded into a tight team that actually cares if he's breathing. Safe and stable and predicable.
Jabber's wanting is different. It's feral. The wanting that says: you're interesting 'cause you can hurt me real nice. And I'm interested 'cause you can take it.
It's not…good.
It's probably not healthy, either.
It doesn't matter. It wedges its way under Zanka's ribs into a private part of himself he swore he'd never touch.
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An exploration into relationships, mindset and hurt.It's no surprise to me, I am my own worst enemy.
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- Part 10 of Janka Fics
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Begging for Thread by Latenightsgunfights
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
13 Dec 2025
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Zanka jolts awake with the same horror one might reserve for visions of teeth falling out or loved ones dying in their arms.
Except this is…somehow worse.
Because he dreamed about holding Jabber's hand.
Not ripping him a new one. Not choking him out. Not grappling him in that half-lust, half-death frenzy they're both so good at, no-
Like softness was something capable of living between them. Like Jabber was not Jabber but some figure with his face, capable of intimacy beyond dislocated joints and toxin highs.
Zanka just lies there, breathing too fast in the aftermath, while his stomach flip-flops in grief-shame-want. And his brain hisses at him: what the hell is wrong with ya?
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Destroying the part that wants and wants and wants and-Series
- Part 11 of Janka Fics
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Administered//Half-Life Touches by Latenightsgunfights
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
29 Dec 2025
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Absence.
The description Zanka might use for the hollowed out space created when teeth gnaw too deep into his chest. And freedom stems from nothing. Hunger goes quiet. The constant need to break something, anything, himself, the world, gets wrapped in thick, knitted fabric. Jabber's toxins don't erase so much as they anesthetize. Drugs for the soul.
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Toxins. Jabber. The complicated existence of feelings.‘Fuck me good, fuck me long, fuck me numb
Love me now, when I'm gone love me none.’Series
- Part 12 of Janka Fics
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Jabber looks at Assistaff with this easy gaze, like she's really just a girl in the room. Addresses her. Talks around Zanka instead of to him because he knows exactly how that gets under Zanka's skin.
“Hey shawty,” he leans his weight on her, a little, “you seen what ya boy doin’? You lettin' him get all sloppy on me? Naughty girl.”
Oh, fuck. Zanka hates that more than direct insults. Because, oh, because-
It implies a triangle. Another witness to their debauchery.
“Yer fuckin' crazy.”
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Teasing and languageSeries
- Part 13 of Janka Fics
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“Yo,” Jabber says, taking stock of the ugly-pretty bruises on Zanka’s ugly-pretty face, “you out here auditionin’ for new dance partners?”
Zanka sniffs, not immediately clocking the implication, “what?”
Tongue click. One-two step.
“That ain’t my work.”
Zanka snorts, “yer jealous?”
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Zanka get's in a fight with someone else, and suddenly the front comes crumblin'.Series
- Part 14 of Janka Fics
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“You havin' a good time there, pretty boy?”
“My hands are so...long.”
“The fuck you jus' say?”
“My hands.”
It's muttered in this slow, transcendent tone. Zanka's accent turned up to eleven because, given the cocktail Jabber dosed him with, he's probably left this mortal plane.
It's also entirely in Japanese.
Jabber doesn't speak Japanese.
Pfft, as if that matters.
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Zanka is so high he reverts back to Japanese, Jabber's so high he's convinced he understands him.Series
- Part 15 of Janka Fics
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Zanka's breathing is loud now, raw and ragged. Hands shaking in their death grip against the wheel. He hates that. Hates that Jabber sees. Hates that Jabber doesn't.
Hates him, probably, maybe, not at all.
“Z, man,” his tone is still lighter than the conversation deserves, not laughing but not solemn either, fake or maybe real, it's a coin flip with Jabber. “You can stop now.”
Too fast. Too close.
Zanka runs a red.
“Zanka.”
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Dancing with someone else. Getting under Zanka's skin. Unreasonable reactions. Toxicity hitting different when you're both playing the game.Series
- Part 16 of Janka Fics
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Let me in to your- by Latenightsgunfights
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
27 Jan 2026
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“Oh,” Jabber leans in slowly, “your heart is beatin' so fast, Zanka.”
Jabber lets himself sink into it, let's the sound fill his chest up, soft and slow. Then, the thought drifts in, settling somewhere warm under his ribs:
What would it be like to hold it?
Hm.
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A racing heart and thoughts, want, thoughts.Series
- Part 17 of Janka Fics
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Signs n' Little Gaps by Latenightsgunfights
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
29 Jan 2026
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Jabber idly rocks back and forth where he squats. One hand idly drawing vulgar doodles into the dirt, while the other keeps drifting up. Thumb and forefinger pinching at the corner of his eyelid.
Pluck.
Jabber doesn't glance at the cluster of lashes pinched free from his eye. Just flicks his wrist and let's the lash drift quietly to the side.
It lands on Zanka's shoulder.
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Coping mechanisms and other weird thingsSeries
- Part 18 of Janka Fics
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Zanka turns it palm up, holding Jabber's hand in both of his.
And, uh-
And presses his mouth to the rings. To Mankira.
Metallic. Cold. Dangerous.
A slow, achy kiss. Lingering and deliberate.
Oh.
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Zanka turns the tables. Mankira gets a kiss.Series
- Part 19 of Janka Fics
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Because Mankira isn't nothing, she's not a weapon. She's history, she's survival, she's a soul. The piece of his soul that, through everything, through the gap people failed to bridge, got sharpened instead of shaved.
Zanka talks to her like she's precious, like she's worth that shred of gentleness. And it…it feels a little like Zanka is talking to Jabber himself.
Jabber doesn't know how to act.
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Zanka incorporates Mankira into his morning routine. Jabber copes with the mortifying ordeal of being known.To be loved is to be seen.
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- Part 20 of Janka Fics