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Somehow BJ had managed to get Justin to place a crazy amount of trust in him, nodding along with whatever BJ said the status of his soul was and looking desperately for him to chase away the clown that was obviously already long gone.
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23 Jan 2026
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“I figured it was easier to just ask you. It seems like a stupid game. I don’t really get what everyone else finds so fun about it.”
“Rudo, seriously, what’re ya talkin’ about?”
“You like someone right?”
Zanka chokes on nothing.
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02 Dec 2025
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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 7 of Janka Fics
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29 Nov 2025
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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 6 of Janka Fics
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29 Nov 2025
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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 5 of Janka Fics
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29 Nov 2025