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    “I guess.” He shrugged, fiddling with his fingers as he mulled the thought over, “I guess it got me worked up a bit, and it felt good.”

    After a few seconds of silence, his constantly talking best friend having gone quiet, Zanka turned to look at him. He still laid with interested eyes, waiting for Zanka to continue. When he did not, he waved his hand in gesture to continue, “But?”

    “But,” Zanka sighed, annoyance slowly pooling in his overworked brain, “I couldn’t come.”

    “You—“ Jabber cracked a small, almost confused smile, but his entertainment was much obvious, “couldn’t?”

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    - Zanka finds himself with his interest piqued for the first time ever, and uses what he has at hand ( literally ), only, he's apparently incapable of getting himself to come. Jabber, the bestest friend in the world, takes that as a challenge.

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    13 May 2026

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    I cried

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    "I'm sleeping with a raider" is something that at worst will signal the end of your career and at best will earn you suspicion and scorn from your colleagues.

    Especially if the raider in question is none other than Jabber Wonger.

    Especially when your name is Zanka Nijiku.

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    10 May 2026

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    why dont u just kill urself zanka nijiku

  3. Public Bookmark 45

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    "Oh." Jabber blinks. "Wanna makeout?"

    Zanka stutters, flushes, baffled at how he switches from fight to flirt with such a straight face.

    "Zanka…" Jabber's head tilts; a single loc swings across his face, shadowing one eye. The other burns a deep violet. His voice comes hauntingly even: "If you won't pick, then I will."

    Mankira glints. Zanka's side throbs at the memory of them. He's in no shape to fight — at least, not right now. But, if he doesn't answer soon, it won't matter.

    Besides… "Fine," Zanka drops his gaze, mumbles: "Let's… makeout."

     

    (or 'Zanka gets freaked out, but I'm the real freak here 😔')

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    03 May 2026

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    yeahhh

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    22 Apr 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.

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    04 Apr 2026

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    Holy shit.