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  1. Public Bookmark 17

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    Despite what Jabber says —that the raiders genuinely couldn’t give two fucks about each others private lives, and that literally no one cares that he’s there (which Zanka still highly doubts)— Zanka is fully prepared to just jam Lovely into the stomach of whoever comes out of the door when who walks out but-

     

    Oh.

     

    Oh sphere.

     

    Zanka opens his mouth, and nothing comes out. The shocked ‘Bro?!’ doesn’t leave his throat, and the probably shocked ‘Zanka?!’ doesn’t leave Bro Santa’s either. Zanka has Lovely raised still, ready to swing, but he’s too shocked to put it down.

     

     

    or :: As Zanka sneaks out of Jabber’s room hours later than he usually would, he comes face to face with another Cleaner doing the exact same thing.

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    30 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 37

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    Rudo couldn't bring himself to care. Not really. The fuzziness was getting stronger, wrapping around him like a blanket, and Follo's fingers were still moving through his hair, gentle and rhythmic, and the voices from the card game were fading into a pleasant background hum.

    His eyes felt heavy. When had they gotten so heavy?

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    Author decides to project onto his favourite character, once again, while exploring Rudo's trauma.

     

    (im so bad at summaries....)

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    26 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 82

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    “Uh,” Zanka says, though it comes out more like a pained little wheeze. He wraps an arm around Lovely, then does his best to sit up, resting his shaky hands on his thighs. “I saw– the Raiders’ boss, he– he took these, and tossed ‘em down there, and– they were gonna– th’ explosion–“

    He unclasps his fingers. The rings rest in his palms. Three of them, gleaming. Not really dangerous like this. A little warm.

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    Or: What could be more romantic than risking your life for someone else's Vital Instrument, anyway?

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    17 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 45

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    “Oh yeah? You don’t wanna go talk to dad?” Zanka hissed in mock, like one would to a younger sibling, but Enjin was caught completely off guard.

    He scrunched his nose, a small confused sniffle, and repeated the word to make sure. “Dad?” 

    Him?!

    - OR ! :
    Enjin was not, had never been, and would likely never be a dad - regardless of the fact that he legally had kids. Except .. it just so happened that when one of those kids lost himself to a headspace smaller than usual, Enjin sort of did become a dad. That was okay, he could be a dad sometimes. Probably.

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    03 Jun 2026

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    Jabber was the most obnoxious man Zanka had ever met. And he’d never met somebody that understood him so well.

    His bones ached with deep exhaustion, but his mind floated lazily, staring at the beautiful man in front of him.

    “Jabber,” he mumbled. “Weed makes us real talkative.”

    “I think I’m talkative all the time,” he grinned.

    God, Zanka wanted him.

     

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    Zanka navigates an.. unconventional new roommate while desperately trying to hide that he's pushing his body to its limits.

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    31 May 2026