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Usually when Zanka steals the last few puffs of Enjin’s cigarettes the man isn’t there to see it happen.
“Naughty naughty, ZanZan,” the man teases now, interest flashing in his eyes as he looks between the cigarette between Zanka’s fingers and his face. “Not your first time, is it?”
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22 Jun 2026
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“Everything alright, Eishia?” Enjin sets his cards down, waving off Gris and Tamsy’s concern as he gets to his feet to meet the younger woman. “Did something happen to Zanka?”
Her pink lips turn down into a grimace, and her voice is soft enough that only he can hear it. “The poison Jabber hit him with seems to have interacted strangely with his suppressants.”
EnZan Fluff Week 2026: Day 1 - First Time & Friends To Lovers
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22 Jun 2026
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“I,” Enjin breathes out, shock still printed across his features like a neon sign, “I just wanted to know why you were taking them, I didn’t mean to… intrude.”
Zanka is shrugging before he can help himself, weight shifting on the toy in a way that makes his eyelashes flutter. “Ya could’ve knocked.”
EnZan Fluff Week Day 6: Scent of Smoke & Sex Toy
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21 Jun 2026
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Zanka and Jabber have an arrangement. This arrangement has no set schedule, few rules, and absolutely no witnesses beyond the two of them.
Or in other words: Zanka's fucked when he loses. Literally.Series
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21 Jun 2026
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In Zanka’s mind, his sister’s neutral stare was seared like a brand, the hot-white pain of it impossible to ignore, making everything painful and uncomfortable, making him feel helpless, vulnerable, brittle as ice.
Until that afternoon.
Zanka had taken one of the new recruits aside to check for himself exactly what his cup Vital Instrument could do (pocket dimension, the answer was pocket dimension, why was Zanka saddled with all the natural geniuses?) when he had heard the panicked screaming and the barely-contained giggles that made up a song he knew by heart.
For the first time since being face-to-face with Kyouka, Zanka had felt like a person. Alive. With purpose.
So he had gone and done what he did best: fight the Raider’s pain junkie until one of them dropped half-dead.
Or,
Zanka wants everything, and Jabber gets everything.Bookmarked by LilShark
21 Jun 2026