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Zanka asks Jabber out on their first official public date at the Doll Festival, even though they would need to hide behind the masks.
Destiny laughs and ruins his plans in the worst way possible. Jabber says fuck destiny. Nijikus get involved too.- Words:
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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 21 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 20 of Janka Fics
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"We're talking."
"...About what?" Zanka tries to deflect.
"Ooo, is Zanka in trouble?" Riyo taunts, already up in Zanka's personal space.
Rudo and Follo give each other a confused look.
Enjin gives Zanka a flat look, already pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Listen, man.. I ain't mad, I'm just saying: please don't make your boyfriend--or whatever he is--climb out from the fucking third story window." Enjin deadpans.
(Or: Enjin spots Jabber sneaking out of Zanka's window)
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Zanka knew that this was a bad idea. On so many levels.
But that’s the deal with an addiction right? You know how bad it is, you know how disappointing it would be for your dear ones to find out about it, you know how dangerous it can be to your body and mind… But you just can’t help being drawn to it.
That’s what Jabber was to Zanka. Sadly.
or: in a world where humans and vampires relationships are reguled by hatred and distrust, Jabber and Zanka might not hate each other that much.
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“Let me see if I understand this,” Riyo says, trying to find the right words. “You want me to help you… get together with Zanka? Like… legitimately? And not just in your delusional little fantasies?”
“Hey now, it ain’t just shit in my head. He reciprocates maybe… two percent of the time.”
“Huh.” She can see that, actually.
[Or, Jabber wants to solidify his (one-sided, maybe, it’s complicated) relationship with Zanka and goes to Riyo for help, because if anyone knows Zanka (not as much as he does, but it’s sufficient enough) then it’s his good ol’ friend Bang Bang.]
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Don't pick up the pieces (just leave them for now) by Snufflefluck
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
08 Jan 2026
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Coming to a decision, he steps closer, stooping down to wrap his arms around Jabber’s knees and lifting the raider in one swift motion, throwing him over his shoulder before he begins stalking off. Jabber makes a weird, indecipherable sound as he’s heaved upward, something that might have been an excited squeal.
“Whoa!” He yelps, flailing a bit as he tries to look at Zanka, despite the awkward positioning. “Where are you taking me, Zan-Zan?” He couldn’t sound more excited about this development if he tried, and the thought has Zanka snorting quietly to himself.
“Somewhere we can battle, obviously. I’m not fightin’ ya outside a’ cleaner HQ.”
“Why not? You afraid of havin’ a little audience? Or is it that you don’t want them to watch the way we fight?” The raider’s voice glides down Zanka’s spine, slow like syrup, and he says the word ‘fight’ as if it meant ‘fuck’, which promptly empties Zanka’s mind of nearly all its thoughts.
Or, five times Zanka picks up Jabber, and one time something comes of it.
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“Damn…” His voice was rough, barely more than a whisper. “You carryin’ me?”
Zanka didn’t look back. “I am. Now shut up.”
“What? You care about me?”
Zanka said nothing.
“That’s hot,” Jabber murmurs after a moment, voice slurred with exhaustion. “I like it when you man-handle me.”
“Would you just shut up?!”
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Jabber tried a new poison that didn’t go well, Zanka begrudgingly takes him to the Cleaners.
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peel back your skin (and lick your bones) by CherryPython05
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
06 Feb 2026
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His entire life, Zanka has insisted that he wasn't starving.
He'd thought that his preferences for food, his restraint around living human blood had been the one thing his family, his sister, could still be proud of, even as he let their clan down in every other way.
And then the Raiders happened. The trash beast happened. Jabber fucking Wonger happened.
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Zanka has lived his entire life as a vampire. His hunger gets the best of him during yet another clash with Jabber.
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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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“Hey, Jabber. You ever let someone else touch Mankira?”
“Why you askin’? Don’t tell me you’re trying to get your hands on Mankira. Nah. Ain’t nobody ‘cept my mama touched these rings.”
“..Did you want me to hold her?”
“I knew it! You were trying to touch her! You shoulda just said that in the first place!”
One absentminded question was all it took for the two to end up together, their treasures in the hands of the other. In the hands of their enemy.
And it didn't feel wrong.
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”Whatcha got there?” Enjin asks, a small smirk tugging at his lips. Zanka gives one long, slow blink, and glances at the drink his fingers are loosely wrapped around.
“…a smoothie.”
Riyo bursts out laughing. The noise startles Jabber awake, and his head knocks into his jaw. They both groan in pain.
Or, Jabber and Zanka in the aftermath of one of their battles.
Or, or, a comment on my last fic used this meme—so I wrote it entirely around that
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Enjin notices it first, eyes going wide and unable to look away. Zanka doesn’t say anything, just lets him get an eyeful of the ten, pretty silver rings decorating his fingers and pretending that they’ve always been there, that they belong there.
Zanka takes good care of vital instruments. It’s why he’s considered the best at handling them, after all.
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Letting Beatrice call him her “Fairy Dad Monster” seems a charming trifle. Accidentally celestially adopting the urchin isn’t on his cosmic bingo card. Doing all of it without her mother knowing about his true identity is…giving him anxiety.
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Lucifer hides his daemon. She is, by all accounts, embarrassing.
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Lucifer is back, but he's no longer the same Devil he once was.
Sometimes it feels like he's a completely different person!
As his behaviour grows stranger, Trixie's suspicions only get stronger.
What happened to her friend? Why is he acting so weird?
Trixie is determined to find out...
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Lucifer Morningstar's happily ever after was slightly delayed. Now, it's finally here. Proof life needn’t end with death. In fact, death is just the beginning. An epilogue for season 6.
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"Listen," she starts, her tone measured and her hands held out in front of her in calm supplication. Like he is some rampant, skittish animal that has somehow wandered from home, and needs to be returned to its natural habitat. "It's not… that… bad…?"
Lucifer shuts his gaping mouth with an audible click, only to dissolve into spluttering speech instead.
"Beatrice, child—what have you done to your hair?" he exclaims, loftily musing that if there ever is a question between them both of who, in that moment, most resembled a wild animal, it certainly isn't him.
Trixie gets herself into a tangle. Good thing her Devil babysitter is no stranger to a bad hair day.