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Buckles and bends, but never breaks (no pressure) by sun_ashes
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga)
18 May 2026
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“Repeat that to my face, you insolent child.”
Zanka's eyes widen minutely, and Goka knows what comes next: the step back, the lowering eyes, the grimace, the spit out apology, the running away. The avoidance, next. Zanka never learns his lesson, he never—
He smiles at him, Zanka. All teeth as he lifts his chin higher, steps closer, looks right into his eyes as he announces, slowly and sharply:
“Mind yer own damn business, you weird-ass lookin' nobody.”
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Zanka Nijiku loses his memories of the first fifteen years of his life.Goka and Kyouka Nijiku lose their brother for the last time.
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In Zanka’s mind, his sister’s neutral stare was seared like a brand, the hot-white pain of it impossible to ignore, making everything painful and uncomfortable, making him feel helpless, vulnerable, brittle as ice.
Until that afternoon.
Zanka had taken one of the new recruits aside to check for himself exactly what his cup Vital Instrument could do (pocket dimension, the answer was pocket dimension, why was Zanka saddled with all the natural geniuses?) when he had heard the panicked screaming and the barely-contained giggles that made up a song he knew by heart.
For the first time since being face-to-face with Kyouka, Zanka had felt like a person. Alive. With purpose.
So he had gone and done what he did best: fight the Raider’s pain junkie until one of them dropped half-dead.
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The literal incarnation of Jabber's soul is a beauty of sharpness and poison. Mankira. Mankiller. Ten silver rings, ten deadly claws.
He thinks it's fitting.
Jabber likes pain, both when it's inflicted on him and when it's plainly visible in another person. He likes fighting, tearing people apart, seeing how they break on him. He likes it even more when he loses, when he's the one with blood in his teeth and holes in his body. He was made for it, for making it happen and for enjoying it.
And yet—
“It’s funny, man, sum light petting ‘n yer already coming undone, ain't ya?” Zanka laughs again, lips tracing the lines of Jabber's jaw, making him tilt his head higher and higher in an honestly lame attempt to escape the ministrations. On Zanka's shoulders, his hands busy themselves clinging to the Cleaner's shirt, twisting and pulling at the fabric like a lifeline. He wants to move, to escape. He also wants to wiggle himself into Zanka's bones, carve a place in the middle of his ribcage and curl up there like a cat in the sun. “Yer so cute,” Zanka purrs, “unbelievable.”
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To be talking to you, belladonna by sun_ashes for Littleshootingstar
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
05 Apr 2026
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Zanka jumps back, hissing, and Jabber drags himself to his feet, brain rebooting. Fight. Fights he knows. They are going to—
“Fuckin’ finally,” Zanka whistles, and there is something merry in him, now. Happy. “Hi there, wild girl,” he croons, leaning forward on Lovely.
Wild girl.
He croons.
Motherfucker is flirting—with Mankira?
When Jabber is right here?
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Zanka can't stop flirting with Mankira during their fights, and Jabber can't stop thinking about it afterwards. -
On the other side (of the only life l've ever known) by sun_ashes
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
12 Feb 2026
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However broken Wei Wuxian may be, he was still dangerous. He had power they knew not, and, apparently, more control they thought possible. A few acts of buffoonery and kindness did not grant him leeway to walk away unscathed. Not while he held their lives in his hands.
Right?
The Ghost General takes one look at his Master and says, sounding wounded: “So. Ritual sacrifice.”
A pin drop could be heard on the vast space of a viewing platform.
Ritual sacrifice. Of course the Yiling Patriarch would—
“...you have gotten better at array reading,” Wei Wuxian acknowledges with a cautious nod—is it cautious, or calculating? Are their instincts deceiving them?—voice slow and steady. “Congratulations, Wen Ning.”
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Wei Wuxian never expected to survive the war. Now, he intends to end it.
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"Falling in love with a God is not a death sentence. The story is only a tragedy if the God loves you back".
Dazai Osamu is an abandoned cathedral, an empty grave. When he kneels on the ground, it wilts away; when he puts his hands in holy water, it boils. An human only in appearance, a demon in more than name.
Nakahara Chuuya is a decimated battlefield, a raging inferno. When he steps in a Church, the people inside run away screaming; when he prays to Heaven, the sky unravels in lighting storms. A God and a martyr, a boy and a void.
They are fifteen when they meet, both cursed, born sick. They hate each other inmediattly.
It's fate.
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Two wandering souls find each other by chance once, and proceed to keep finding each other on purpose.- Words:
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The door was locked. The lights were off. The only thing illuminating the room was a patch of moonlight let in by the window.
Zanka was alone.
No.
Not alone.
Never alone.Not ever again.
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Questions say what?
I like you mostly late at night
Hold tight, hold tight,Bookmarked by sun_ashes
30 May 2026
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Eddie won't stop touching anyone and everyone, except for Steve. He has a plan to change that.
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“You can touch me.” That was not how Steve intended for it to come out. He opened his mouth and closed it a few times.
Eddie had frozen with his fingers halfway to his mouth. Smoke curled from his cigarette between them. He raised his eyebrows, then frowned, then bit his lip.
“I can-” Eddie said slowly, his face still rolling through several emotions without landing on one- “touch you?”
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Tied up in the room by The_blue_cloud for 06me_s
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
13 Mar 2026
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Zanka, Tamsy, and Enjin are trapped in an old animal breeding room in an abandoned research lab. Enjin and Tamsy are at an impasse; Enjin is very moralistic, but Tamsy, well, Tamsy has no morals at all. Zanka savors every second.
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Based on a dream I had, and shortly after I saw a prompt on X with the same idea.
Bookmarked by sun_ashes
29 May 2026
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Enjin’s having a sex drought.
A desert one might say, the kind where tumbleweeds roll by and mirages of oasis babes shimmer just out of reach, only to dissolve into more goddamn sand.
It’s not like he’s trying to set some kind of celibacy record. He just can’t get it up.
____Enjin’s got a problem. Zanka might be the solution when his choker connects to his in the middle of the night.
Bookmarked by sun_ashes
28 May 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
She shrugs, plopping into her chair. “Maybe stress? Team weighing you down? Or hey, maybe your tastes have changed.”
He scoffs. “Changed how? I like all women.”
He doesn’t really have an exact type. As long as they don’t expect a relationship with him after a quick fling, and they’re not needy enough to ask for a call back, and they aren’t high maintenance, then he likes them all. That’s not that many requirements.
She looks at him.
“Men.”
Did she just diagnose him with gay? Enjin pauses, then shakes his head.
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"I have a younger brother," Kyouka said.
"Oh?"
"He's currently sitting at the bottom of a well."
Or, Enjin and Kyouka Nijiku have a conversation
Bookmarked by sun_ashes
27 May 2026