Xiuvitsukaya
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When Chuuya wakes up in the middle of an ongoing fight without any memory of how he got there or what happened to him, he ends up turning to someone saved as 'bandage-waster' in his phone. Somehow, it just feels like the right decision.
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16 Jul 2026
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He holds his next breath. There’s a quiet scraping behind him. Heavy breathing, though whoever it belongs to tries to keep silent—perhaps they’re wounded. And then, just as he tries to sit up, cold metal brushes over the back of his head, threading through his hair. A giggle. His eyes flick open.
No.
What is he doing here? He can’t be here. Enjin and Riyo are still inside. His grip on Assistaff tenses, but he can’t really use her yet. At any moment Jabber could press just a little harder and mess him up all over again, so…
Why hasn’t he?
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After Zodyl's attempt to cross the border, the Raiders toss Jabber out. He comes to Zanka, and Zanka knows an opportunity when he sees it.
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08 Jul 2026
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Sick & Twisted. by Zasial_Or_Baguette_Blueberry
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
21 Nov 2025
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Zanka is a sadist. He admits it begrudgingly. He hates it. But what he hates even more… is the question looping around his skull: Would this have existed without Jabber? Or did Jabber shape him just enough for it to finally break the surface?
And that thought—that possibility—is almost more terrifying than all the humiliations he’s already endured.
Jabber really did break him.
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- Part 1 of Jabber X Zanka
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07 Jun 2026
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sinkhole (i sink right into you) by 13KeithXPidge13
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Anime), Gachiakuta (Manga)
25 Jan 2026
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A groan comes from below him, low and deep, and it has him freezing up completely and blinking, before whipping to glance down at what was underneath him.
Correction; at what he was sitting /atop of/.
He could feel it properly, now that he wasn’t distracted by the adrenaline rush, now that everything was stilling around him—them. He could feel the hips he was straddling, the lower stomach his ass was stationed on, and the hands that had somehow, intentionally or not, attached themselves to his waist.
Jabber’s hands. Jabber’s hands that were on his waist. Jabber’s hips that he was straddling. Jabber that he was situated atop of.
Jabber’s face—which was inches away from Zanka’s own, and purple eyes open to meet his blue.
[or, that one stuck in a tight space fic that every fandom eventually gets]
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11 May 2026
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There was no playing nice with Jabber, there was only violence. The promise of it made his knees weak.
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Zanka has been tasked with keeping Jabber distracted. Things take a turn that he wasn’t expecting.- Language:
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29 Apr 2026