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When Jabber first understood soulmates, he had thought it was for weaklings.
Another half of your soul? Really? Why would anyone need something like that to be fulfilled?
People treated their skin like it was sacred, never marring it in fear of ruining that pristine canvas for their soulmate. But Jabber had already assumed he didn’t have a soulmate-- so why bother?
And yet, when that scorching blue ink had burned into his skin, he could only stare.
or: soulmates au for janka week 2026- string of fate saturday!
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- Part 5 of hyperfixating on janka
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12 Jun 2026
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Driven by strategic curiosity and the need to understand the unique biological and spiritual traits of the Givers, the Hellguards organize an official (or rather, very tense) visit to the Cleaners' base. They are required to stay there indefinitely to more comfortably study how the Cleaners work with their Jinkis and as a team, hoping to learn from them.
English isn't my first language, but I know that more people in this part of the fandom might read this, lol. I'd also like to mention that this fanfic will feature a more maternal Zanka. Similarly, I'd like to say that Rudo sees Zanka as his "big brother" and Enjin as his second father.
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what that is your feeling (I want you to do it to me) by angel_boy
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
11 Jun 2026
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“Man, I guess I forgot what I put in here. Hmmm, let’s see. . .” To test it, he stabbed himself lightly in the ribs, licking a smear of the substance off his claws. His eyes widened, the anima in his irises flickering out. “Ohhhh. Shit, Zanny, that’s my bad. I uh, this isn’t neurotoxin.”
A dizzy haze washed over Zanka, his limbs turning heavy and uncoordinated as he slid helplessly down the wall. The feverish warmth intensified, muddling his thoughts and blurring the edges of his vision. “Whaddya mean it ain’t neurotoxin?” he slurred, barely able to keep his head upright. Jabber let out a nervous, awkward laugh—a sound that echoed strangely in the empty alley. This was clearly not the reaction he’d expected.
“It’s, um…an aphrodisiac.” Jabber stammered, trying to sound reassuring but unable to hide his embarrassment. “Guess this’ll be a whole new kind of fun for you, buddy. Don’t worry.”
“...An aphro—what?”
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12 Jun 2026
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Jabber only showed up at the Grand Prix Final because Amo wouldn't stop talking about some figure skater named Zanka Nijiku.
Zanka Nijiku, Japan's beloved Silver Seal and one of the sport's rising stars, leaves traces everywhere he goes: on the ice, in competition record books, and in the minds of everyone who watches him skate.
He leaves one on Jabber, too.
The prodigy of Team USA hockey can't get Zanka's short program—or a certain spin—out of his head. He thinks he'll never see the skater again.
That is, until a scheduling mistake forces them to share practice ice while preparing for the upcoming Olympics, and Jabber quickly realizes there's far more to Japan's beloved Silver Seal than the image the world sees.
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12 Jun 2026
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Zanka doesn’t believe in alphas who “wait.”
Especially not ones like Jabber—too calm, too patient, too certain.But Jabber keeps coming back anyway.
And in a world where instincts always win eventually…
Zanka might be the first one to lose.Bookmarked by MehEw
11 Jun 2026