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“Feel like givin’ in yet?” Zanka murmurs into his ear as he leans down, his voice slithering its way down his spine the way Jabber imagines silk would, if he’d ever felt it.
“‘Course not,” he answers easily, harshly smothering a shiver as Zanka places a firm hand on his neck, sliding it up to his head to press his face harder into the ground. When he tries pushing against the hold, he’s met with Zanka’s unforgiving grip, and heat slips down to between his thighs like the horrible thing it is. He can’t move, and that’s bad, obviously, but he’s so warm, so hazy, so gooey that he doesn’t think he’d move even if he could. Zanka was just—just so strong, so unyielding, so impossible to ignore that Jabber feels like he can’t breathe.
“Thought so.” He sighs dreamily. “That’s what makes ya so perfect for me.” His voice is so soft, almost reverent, as he speaks, and it makes what he does next all the more staggering.
In a swift yet brutal yank, he dislocates Jabber’s shoulder.
Jabber manages to run from his "problems", but only for a little while.
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- Part 2 of Pleasure, Pain, Passion
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Zanka’s last battle with Jabber left him ravenous, a hunger not to be fulfilled by anyone—or anything—else.
When they fight this time, Zanka pushes. He prods and pokes and swings and slams, does everything he can to be everything Jabber desires because he wants that, too, and maybe he pushes too hard because in one moment, they're standing on what he thought was solid ground, and in the next, they're falling.
When they land, though, it isn’t where they should be.
Jabber and Zanka meet alternate versions of themselves.
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- Part 3 of Pleasure, Pain, Passion
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ceiling fan spinnin' (like my head) by Snufflefluck
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Anime), Gachiakuta (Manga)
24 May 2026
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“So? What happened on the last mission that has you so…like this?” She motions to Zanka’s general being, and he sighs.
“It’s…” He starts, then pauses, his brow furrowing as he tries to figure out how to word it. His ‘revelation’—while shocking—wasn’t actually all that life-changing, in the grand scheme of things. Or, at least, not in any ways that actually mattered. Still, Zanka found that he couldn’t stop thinking about it. It haunts him, that scent of sea salt and earth, so intense in his memories that it was almost as if he could still smell it if he idled for long enough. “It’s stupid,” he says eventually, shaking his head in a useless attempt to clear the thought from his head.
“It obviously isn’t, seeing as it has you this stressed out. Come on, just tell me what he did already.” She pushes, elbowing him playfully in the ribs. Still, though, he hesitates, shaking his head again.
“No, Riyo, I’m tellin’ you, it ain’t somethin’ ya need ta worry—”
“You found out that Jabber is an omega, didn’t you?”
Zanka finds out that Jabber is an omega, and it doesn't change much at all. It's not as though Jabber smells really nice or anything like that. Definitely not.
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“How long do ya plan on runnin’ for?” Zanka asks eventually. Jabber ignores the way his heart trips in his chest.
“As long as it takes for you to lose interest.” He retorts, taken aback when Zanka snorts.
“Yeah, that ain’t happenin’ no time soon, not now that I know what I know.” It’s a horrible, terrible, revealing answer that leaves Jabber feeling stripped bare. His finger twitches, Mankira practically burning his skin with her eagerness. She wants to tear the smile straight off Zanka’s face, and Jabber wants to let her. He almost did, back in the trash beast, where she sprang into action the moment the raider got those damning words off his tongue.
“Yer a masochist.”
Jabber feels his lip curl into a sneer. “You don’t know shit. I enjoy a good damn fight, not whatever fantasies you wanna have about me.”
An almost deranged grin splits Zanka’s face. “Yeah? Why don’t ya go on an’ prove it ta me, then?” And in the next second, Mankira has deactivated, and Jabber throws the first punch, straight at Zanka’s face.
Zanka discovers something about Jabber that Jabber would rather ignore. Zanka won't let him.
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- Part 1 of Pleasure, Pain, Passion
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The blood in your veins (must be colored gold) by Snufflefluck
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
14 Mar 2026
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Abruptly, he feels goosebumps break out across the skin of the back of his neck; little pinpricks of heat that indicate eyes on him. Glancing to the side, he finds Zanka looking at him. Observing him. Tracing the line of his spine with his ocean blue eyes, up to his shoulders, down to his waist, then back up again. Jabber swallows thickly, his throat bobbing with it, and Zanka watches that, too.
“So?” The vampire says—asks?—and Jabber blinks at him, uncomprehending.
“…Huh?” He responds, feeling horribly slow.
“Are ya gonna let me drink yer blood?”
Jabber stumbles across a vampire drinking someone's blood on the walk to his college, and isn't as put off by this as he should be. Zanka is incredibly hungry.
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"Awake in full bloom with the sleeping sun,
Bathe the body in silence and let it eat you alive,
You could get through to the blood and marrow"Zanka, Fu, Jabber, and the interesting relationship between them.
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Mind in a way (jump at your word) by Snufflefluck
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
31 Jan 2026
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His heart is pounding so loud that he can’t hear Sethos’s hurried footsteps approaching him, can’t hear the way the bed creaks when Sethos sits down on it. He doesn’t realize what Sethos is doing until he feels a pair of strong arms wrapping around him, pulling him against a warm body. He doesn’t realize that his own body relaxes instinctively as he’s surrounded by the comforting scent of honey and smoke and rain. His head is pulled against Sethos’s shoulder, and there’s a hand stroking the back of his head softly. Words are being murmured to him, but he can’t make them out over the sudden sluggishness of his mind as the pain seems to melt away. The ache in his muscles means nothing against the warmth of Sethos’s body, and he’s releasing a relieved sigh. Despite the blanket having been pushed off his body, he doesn’t shiver, and his rapid breaths slow to something more lazy, his heart rate slowing down with it. He doesn’t open his eyes, but he doesn’t need to anymore, and his face is no longer pinched with pain. He is at peace.
Scara is changing in ways he isn't used to. Luckily, he isn't alone.
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- Part 2 of Babe
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Something about your presence (has me by the grip) by Snufflefluck
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
15 Jan 2026
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“Story for another day, I think. Right now, I say we take in the view of the water.” Sethos sits down where he stands, his legs dangling off the edge of the cliff, squinting slightly as he gazes out at the water, appearing captivated by its glittering. His face scrunches up with the expression, his lips pulling into a frown, so Scara takes off his hat and places it on Sethos’s head instead. The man tenses, then relaxes, and he sends Scara a bewildered look, to which Scara just shrugs.
“You need it more than I do.” He answers coolly, unflinching under the scrutinizing stare Sethos pins him with. Whatever it was he was looking for, he seems to find it because he begins to smile, small but meaningful, and Scara can’t make heads or tails of it, of the way it makes him feel like he’s lost all the air in his lungs.
“Thank you,” Sethos says quietly, turning back to the water, and Scara nods numbly.
Sethos is a 'beta' who might smell a bit nicer than a beta ought to, something that definitely doesn't interest Scara at all, even when said beta turns out not to be a beta at all.
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- Part 1 of Babe
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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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Immediately, Scara is taken aback by dazzlingly green eyes, round and wide as they stare back at him. Water streams down the man’s face in little rivers that trace paths around his plush, parted lips. Even more water trickles down his jaw, and Scara watches the bobbing of the man’s throat as he swallows. It’s too warm, too cold, too hazy, too clear, too…sensual. Too everything, really, and it’s nothing like Scara’s ever seen before, this sight before him.
Then, they lock eyes, and for a few, fleeting moments, Scara feels like he’s being pulled in, compelled to step closer, despite the boundary that is the bridge railing. Those green eyes, alive like grass, bright like emeralds, shimmer with the reflection of the sun off the water, so heated that it’s molten, and they grab him, gaze like a physical touch on his being. Scara shouldn’t be susceptible to this, but he feels himself being drawn in anyway, and the thudding thing in his chest constricts. The man opens his mouth further as if to speak, but Scara is gone before he can even get a word out.
Scara comes across a man under a waterfall in Lumine's teapot and believes he's hallucinating.
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It was an excruciating predicament that Scara found himself in, becoming so enamored with the one person who wouldn’t recognize an alpha courting him if it hit him in the head. Or maybe it was that Sethos wouldn’t recognize Scara courting him if it hit him in the head.
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It starts as a finger placed low on Sethos’s stomach that makes its way slowly upward, tracing the subtle ridges of muscle that flex and tighten under his touch as Sethos’s breathing deepens. Scara slides it further upward, reaching Sethos’s chest and placing his entire hand on Sethos’s skin, smoothing his palm over the mark that branches out like lightning, signifying the emptiness they both share. He can feel Sethos’s heart beating under his palm, alive and steady. His hand then finds its way up to the desert dweller’s neck, his thumb brushing over the lump in Sethos’s throat, and he’s so close that he can feel the heat emanating off the man in waves, can feel his breath fanning across his lips as Sethos stares at him unwaveringly. The sun shining its rays on him, and him alone.
Scara is acting...weird, to say the least. Still, Sethos can say he minds it too much.
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“Sethos, I want you.”
This stops the desert dweller in his tracks, makes him still where he stood, and Scara is internally sighing with relief. It seemed like these words had finally gotten through to the man who was currently being oddly thickheaded.
Sethos turns his discerning gaze on Scara, and Scara doesn’t shrink away from it; he never has and he never will. He meets Sethos’s gaze head-on, keeping his eyes as vulnerable as he can, hoping he doesn’t have to say anything more, and for a moment, it looks like Sethos has finally understood him, recognition flashing in the emerald shading of them. Then, just as quickly, it’s gone, and Sethos shakes his head slightly, closing his eyes and exhaling quietly from his nose before looking at Scara again. Once again, there’s that trademark friendliness in them, and Scara knows he’s failed once more, disappointment welling up in him.
“Want me to what?”
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Scara tries confessing to Sethos. A few times, actually, and he's mostly unsuccessful until he isn't. -
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He listens as Cyno tells him that Tighnari is firm about everyone else’s health except his own, that Tighnari never laughs at his jokes, but he can tell his friend appreciates the sentiment all the same, that Tighnari opens his arms to more people than he realizes, and will scold him about downplaying an issue while doing the same. He listens as Cyno tells him all the ways he’s in love with Tighnari, and as he’s talking, it becomes abundantly clear to Sethos that he isn’t aware of it. Cyno is telling him about the furrow in Tighnari’s brow that forms when he’s planning an expedition when it hits him.
It’s what he ignored when he first saw Tighnari and Cyno, what he pushed to the side in favor of mourning the loss of the last bit of family he was close with. It claws up his throat now, and inexplicably, he thinks that, for the first time in years, he might cry.
In which Sethos realizes there's a hole where his heart should be when his grandfather dies. He then finds that it can be filled once more, even if it's different.
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- Part 3 of Heat of Summer
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You've got the moonlight stuck in your teeth by Snufflefluck
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
16 Mar 2025
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“Is there anything I can do to help with dinner?” He asks, moving to stand next to Sethos by the stove, drawn by the fragrant smell wafting from it. Sethos scoots over a bit to allow Kazuha more space to see it, and the hand holding the seasonings slows to a stop as he thinks.
“Not really. The meat is just about done, so all that will be left is preparing the plate, which I can do myself.” Kazuha frowns slightly, not as keen on watching Sethos do everything while he sits around waiting the way Hat Guy is. “But, if you’d like, you can set the plates out on the table. They’re in that cabinet there.” He points to one to his left, and the samurai obliges. “Thank you, Kazuha.” He smiles appreciatively, and Kazuha nods, feeling a pleasant warmth spread in his chest.
“Repulsive,” The man sitting at the table grumbles.
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Sethos is a vampire, Kazuha is Intrigued, and Scara is immensely conflicted about...everything, really.
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“An awful lot of confidence for someone completely at my whim.” Scara points out, though it’s something of an empty threat. Still, Sethos just shrugs casually, the damned idiot. Of course he wouldn’t be benevolent enough to allow Scara the satisfaction of an abashed reaction.
“I wouldn’t mind.” He says, and Scara might truly be malfunctioning with the way that he goes so still it was almost as though roots had sprouted from the ground and wrapped their tendrils around his legs, holding him in place.
“...You don’t mean that.” He said eventually, his voice hoarse with unadulterated astonishment.
“For you, I definitely do,” Sethos said, voice low and earnest, letting Scara know he was being genuine. “I’d let you do damn near anything you want to me, Scara.”
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Scara and Sethos get stuck in a box. That's it. -
Scaramouche and the Truth-Compelling Pollen by Snufflefluck
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
21 Jan 2025
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“Scara, hey!” He jumps up from the couch, bounding over to Albedo and Scara, who had stopped just in front of the entrance. Gaming follows behind him, leaving Kinich on the couch. “I was just about to make my way back to the city after I took a break here in the teapot. What are you doing here?”
Sethos is smiling at him, head tilted in that puppy-like way of his and eyes that glitter with an encompassing warmth, and it's all too much. Scara stares at him with such distress that the smiles slip off Sethos and Gaming’s faces, their smiles turning into expressions of concern. He feels his lips twitch in a way that warns him of what’s to come but try as he might, he can't fight the words that crawl up his throat.
“Fuck, you're so pretty.” He breathes eventually, and it's like a quarter of the weight on his chest has lifted with it, though it’s quickly replaced by the ponderous weight of his mortification.
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Scara is hit with a pollen that forces him to tell the truth. Obviously, this is terrible for a multitude of reasons.
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Free your thoughts (and watch them fly) by Snufflefluck
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
20 Jan 2025
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“Would you mind if I accompanied you during your escort through the desert? I’ve been meaning to go through the area for some time now, and I was hoping I’d be able to accompany you on your upcoming trip.” Kazuha asks, breathes, more like, with how airy his voice was. Scara doesn’t even know how Sethos can hear the man over the usual chatter of the bustling streets of Port Ormos, ignoring the fact that he knew Sethos wasn’t human.
“Of course, I don’t mind! I love having more companions for my desert expeditions.” Sethos answers, smile full of warmth and fangs. Well, just two. Jutting out from his top row of teeth sat two sharp incisors, perfect for breaking the skin and sinking into the arteries of the neck. Or the wrist. Or the crook of the arm. The place didn’t matter so long as blood was rushing under its surface. Scara would know; he’d seen Sethos draw blood from nearly all of those places, and none of them were from him.
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A vampire, a wandering samurai, and an Akademiya student go to the desert on an expedition... -
the truth, overrun from the mouth by Snufflefluck
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
11 Nov 2024
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“I’m curious about him, this adeptus. Aether seems to like him a lot, and even though the Traveler gets along well with many people, it’s still a testament to one’s character.” Scara's brow furrows at this.
“How’d you figure that? And what makes this particular person so interesting to you?” In a rare display of openness, he lets his interest show.
“Take you, for example. You’re quite an intriguing person, and the Traveler considers you a friend.” And before Scara can respond, Albedo counters him preemptively. “He’s told me so himself, Scara.” He says, almost sternly. It surprises Scara for a moment. “And about your question of why this person in particular, it’s simply because of the way Aether spoke about him.”
“And how did Aether speak about him?”
“Much the same way he spoke about you. Like he was someone worth getting to know.”
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Scara, after so many years of not letting himself develop any sort of relationship with anyone (Nahida being the unintentional exception), lets curiosity be his undoing.
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- Part 3 of The Lung
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Your kiss favors a butterfly (perched upon my skin) by Snufflefluck
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
30 Oct 2024
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“Yeah, it looks good…honey.” The words sound incredibly awkward leaving his mouth, and he’s sure everyone around him can feel it too. It makes embarrassment rush through him, and he clenches his fists. The woman running the stall slaps a hand over her mouth, and gods, why did he agree to this in the first place? Nothing could convince him that it was worth this embarrassment.
But then Sethos breaks out into a smile so large that Scara genuinely winces under its ferocity. His eyes curve into crescents of happiness, and maybe the embarrassment that Scara feels weakens in intensity, but only a bit.
“Thank you, love. I knew I could count on you.” Sethos says, grabbing his hand and pressing his lips to Scara’s cold, synthetic skin. He doesn’t even flinch at the feeling, his eyes boring into Scara’s, and suddenly Scara regrets ever agreeing to this plan, but for very different reasons.
Sethos is currently Sumeru's most desirable bachelor, and it's getting harder to deal with every day, so he enlists the help of the most unsociable man in all of Sumeru to get people to leave him alone. By...suggesting they fake a relationship.