BugGutZs

Mahiro Oyama from Onimai



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  1. Public Bookmark 19

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    Zanka struggles with being closeted and not having anyone to relate to. The one person he can turn to is the last person on earth he would ever want to deal with.

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    17 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 27

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    Spring has come early to the Ground, and it isn't just the Cleaners who are affected...

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    16 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 33

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    Sound slowly makes its way to Jabber as if through a dense fog. After a moment, he realizes Zanka is speaking. “-bber? Say somethin’ man, yer freakin’ me out.” Jabber cracks an eye open and jokingly tries to ask how his head game was, but all that leaves his mouth is a low whine.

    Or: Jabber and Zanka spar without vital instruments. Things get heated.

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    04 Mar 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 21

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    The line went dead so suddenly that Zanka’s head might as well have spun, the aftermath of having Jabber in his bed via remote communication unsettling in its silence.

    He fell asleep to the hazy outline of Jabber’s words pricking lazily against his pulse, wondering briefly if hangovers were as bad as everybody says they are.

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    03 Mar 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 62

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    Zanka shouldn’t have thought it.

    He wasn’t thinking about anything important. Just idle fragments drifting through his head. Whether getting up to make food was worth the effort, what time he had to leave the next morning to slip back into HQ without anyone noticing his absence, whether the cut on his ribs would scar.
    The kind of thoughts that fill the space when you’re too tired to build walls.

    Zanka shouldn’t have thought it.

    But the second it surfaced, it sank its teeth into him.

    ‘If the cleaners ever tried to break us up, we’ll just run away.’

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    03 Mar 2026