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    Zodyl kidnaps Zanka and holds him for ransom, demanding payment from the Hell Guard. As his torture grows more and more severe, Jabber makes a decision:

    Fuck the Raiders. Fuck Zodyl.

    Zanka… I’m gettin’ you out of here.

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    15 May 2026

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    In the aftermath of the Trial of Seven, the ancient claim-right grants Ser Duncan the Tall absolute ownership of the defeated Prince Aerion Brightflame as bonded mate and thrall— but only if the binding words are spoken.

    Aerion’s hidden omega nature is exposed, and he swears he will never submit. He will learn that one night is all it takes to unmake a prince.

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    08 May 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 38

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    Duncan stood still, belt in his hand as he stared at the bent Targaryen prince and something in his lower belly stirred, but he remained calm. He cleared his throat before bending the belt in half, lifting it and landing the first smack.

    "Count, your grace." Duncan commanded.

    "No." Aerion sneered, a groan leaving his lips as he felt the skin of his ass blooming with pain.

    Duncan sighed; he'd offered to do this the nice way, but it seemed like the prince had chosen the hard one regardless. He lifted the belt once again, swung it down with more force this time and landed it harshly on Aerion's buttocks. The sound resounded in the room, and a red line started to appear on the prince's skin.

    "One," Aerion whispered, pain in his words as he relented to the command.

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    OR: Aerion Targaryen is spanked for his crimes by Ser Duncan the Tall.

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    30 Apr 2026

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    Control. Control is everything. Once you have it, nothing can resist you. Say jump, and it jumps. Zanka is tired of jumping.

    After months of fighting his family to let him go to college—to escape their abuse and leave the family company—Zanka, an omega, thought he’d finally have some freedom. But now he’s living with an Alpha he doesn’t even like. And with Jabber constantly around, turning his world upside down with Alpha pheromones and relentless attention, Zanka has to figure out how to take control of his own life… before someone else does it for him.

    Will he give in and go back to the life he’s trying to escape? Or will Jabber push him to finally stand on his own—and claim his freedom?

     

    Or: Omega verse where Zanka is an omega and Jabber is an alpha, they live together and slowly learn to like each other. Though jabber was smitten with him from the beginning.

     

    Edit: DO NOT PUT MY WORK THROUGH AI, OR POST THIS SOMEWHERE ELSE!!! I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION AS THIS IS MY OWN ORIGINAL WORK, I WILL GET YOU IF YOU DO.

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    26 Apr 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 51

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    In the Nijiku household, a GPA below a 4.0 isn't just a failure, it’s a betrayal.

    As the sole heir to Japan’s most formidable legal dynasty, a family of japans best lawyers, Zanka’s entire existence has been a calculated march toward perfection.

    Now, his parents have exported that pressure to the United States, demanding he 'conquer' American Law to cement the family’s global reach as their youngest son.

    The mandate is absolute: total academic dominance, zero room for error, and a complete ban on distractions.

    Then there's Jabber. Party-going, participating in underground fighting rings for fun, thrill seeker who didn't care about anyone, only the pain they can bring. And yet- also a brilliant Biochemistry major, top of his major.

    He only took the "International Student Mentor" job as a low-effort way to satisfy a scholarship requirement, a quick "service credit" to keep his seat in the lab. Because there's no way he's affording it with hard cash

    But when he’s assigned to the stiff, rude student from Japan, Jabber finds a new target he can't help but want to provoke, for the thrill. He has a reputation, its like he can see through anyone.

    Janka collage AU

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    24 Apr 2026

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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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    24 Apr 2026

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    Zanka doesn't hate omegas. He just hates that he is one. Omega impulses are suffocating when you aren't a natural at acting them out like Enjin. Even so, Zanka tries his best not to completely suck. The universe though wants to throw not just one but two curveballs at his face: an unpresented scuzz with absolutely no clue how pheromones work and a masochistic shit biscuit who makes Zanka feel like the crazy one.

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    24 Apr 2026

  8. Public Bookmark 23

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    "AYO. Is that you, Mr. Bad Attitude? Wait... Are you high!?"

    Shit.
    Of course the only time he lets himself get distracted, doing something for himself, he appears.
    Luckily for him, due to the musky feeling that shit just gave him or that incredibly attractive voice, there was something inside of him that was screaming him to fight him. Wait what.

    or

    Zanka comes to the conclusion that if he wants to beat Jabber, he's going to have to be immune to his poisons.
    (And ends up getting high by choice on the way)

    MAJOR SPOILERS OF THE MANGA❗️

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    22 Apr 2026

  9. Public Bookmark 22

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    Jabber smiled — not wide like before, not sharp, just this strange, slow upturn that meant exactly nothing and everything.

    “Nah. I’m serious. Don’t go throwin’ yourself into Sector Eight like it’s a stroll through trash roses.”

     
    “I never said anything about Sector Eight.”
     

    “Z, I’m telling you not to go.”
     

    Zanka doesn’t understand what’s going on.

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    Or Jabber doesn't want his sneaky link to die.

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    22 Apr 2026

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    A groan comes from below him, low and deep, and it has him freezing up completely and blinking, before whipping to glance down at what was underneath him.

    Correction; at what he was sitting /atop of/.

    He could feel it properly, now that he wasn’t distracted by the adrenaline rush, now that everything was stilling around him—them. He could feel the hips he was straddling, the lower stomach his ass was stationed on, and the hands that had somehow, intentionally or not, attached themselves to his waist.

    Jabber’s hands. Jabber’s hands that were on his waist. Jabber’s hips that he was straddling. Jabber that he was situated atop of.

    Jabber’s face—which was inches away from Zanka’s own, and purple eyes open to meet his blue.

     

    [or, that one stuck in a tight space fic that every fandom eventually gets]

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    21 Apr 2026

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    Enjin notices it first, eyes going wide and unable to look away. Zanka doesn’t say anything, just lets him get an eyeful of the ten, pretty silver rings decorating his fingers and pretending that they’ve always been there, that they belong there.

    Zanka takes good care of vital instruments. It’s why he’s considered the best at handling them, after all.

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    21 Apr 2026

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    "GREAT! Just great! As if this could GET any better!" Zanka bites out, seething. Of course he's stuck here, injured, in a damp, dirty cell, and of course he's stuck here with fucking Jabber of all people.

    Jabber whistles appreciatively, "Man, you're in a mood today. Wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" and cackles at his own joke. Zanka's gonna strangle him. He's gonna rip out those bars with his bare hands and use them to beat Jabber to death.

    or

    Zanka is taken by some people who want to study givers. Jabber is there too. This somehow makes everything both better and so much worse.

     

    Disclaimer: do NOT feed my work into generative AI or I will fucking GET you.

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    21 Apr 2026

  13. Public Bookmark *

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    Jabber has taken an interest in Zanka.

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    21 Apr 2026

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    Relaxation is easy for some. Others, not so much. In Zanka's case, relaxation is about as foreign as the Sphere to him. He's tried everything. You see, after committing what can only be described as pure sin via a certain raider, Zanka was determined to put the memories in the past and never think of it again. To his utter horror, his past has a way of biting him in the ass when he has the least mental capacity to endure it.

    or,

    Zanka tries (and fails) to forget about what happened that night.

    *can be read as a standalone

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    21 Apr 2026

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    “We just gon’ keep playin’ eye tag, Zan-Zan?”

    “Don’t know what yer talkin’ about.” His cup has been brought down to his side, forgotten in his hand.

    Jabber smiles, showing off pointy canines that are decorated with silver lining.

    “C’mon, y’know you missed me,” he drops himself onto the wall next to Zanka, their shoulders brushing, “where’ve you been, Z?”

    or,

    Zanka hasn’t seen Jabber since he left for college months ago, not saying a word. Yet, he’s seeing him now, and they both can’t resist rekindling what was once there.

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    Comments:
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    20 Apr 2026

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    Zanka squirms a little and swallows thickly. 

     

    “M’still sore,” He says, quiet before reaching back and gripping one of Jabber’s wrists, squeezing in warning and Jabber bites at his lip. Zanka glowers at him, his hair falling past his shoulders as he does so. It’s gotten longer over the last six months. “Don’t be rough. You were a fuckin’ animal last night,” Jabber just hums again, entranced. Zanka tightens his grip. “I mean it, Jabber. I’ll break yer nose again if ya’ make it hurt.” 

     

    “Don’t threaten me wit’ a good time, gorgeous,” Jabber just says with a laugh and Zanka turns away to sigh and roll his eyes. 

     

    Jabber rubs up and down his sides, making sure not to press to hard because he knows that Zanka is still sore, dark spots forming from where Jabber gripped him so hard last night, when he was deep in that shit, when he didn’t want to let Zanka go for even a fucking second. 

     

    Not when Zanka came running back to him. Back into his arms the way he did. 

     

     

    [or, Jabber took Zanka for himself six months ago, but it's only now that perhaps, progress is being made.]

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    18 Apr 2026

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    Though with all of the planning and formulating, the perfecting and order— some things are bound to get screwed up. Zanka just didn’t know it came in the shape of one single person.

     

    Or, the one college au where Jabber wrecks Zanka's life by existing and looking pretty.

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    Chapters:
    12/25
    Collections:
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    1,035
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    18 Apr 2026

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    "Are you done, Jabber?" Momoa pipes up. "I don't know what you see in him. He is weak."

    Jabber's eyes lock path with Zanka's, and Zanka's heart sinks.

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    18 Apr 2026

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    Zanka’s breaths are short and wet– he’s not long for this world. Without his mask and with that gaping wound in his chest, anyone can see that he’s not going to survive more than another minute or so. Jabber sits beside him, giddy with anticipation as he waits for Zanka's inevitable death.

    Jabber gets trapped in a time loop where Zanka dies, over and over. It doesn't bother him- he loves the look on Zanka's face as the light fades from his eyes- until he comes to a few realisations about himself, and then it really, really does.

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    17 Apr 2026

  20. Public Bookmark 44

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    Zanka is still there, untouched, eyes closed and mouth open. 

    Jabber almost feels like he might cry. He doesn't hesitate to jump on the bed and bury his face in Zanka's neck. It's disgusting, yet it feels so good. 

    The cold, damp skin clings to his own—the smell is nauseating, but Jabber can't help but sigh shakily. His arms encircle Zanka's torso and squeeze tightly. 

    "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I won't leave again. I'm sorry." 

    Zanka doesn't respond. If Jabber stays still enough, he can feel Zanka hugging him back. 

    Jabber's life collapses in a second. He rebuilds it in a week and ends it in a day.

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    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    34
    Kudos:
    336
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    2,022

    17 Apr 2026

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