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Jabber pissing zanka so he goes outside for a cigarette because someone inside is gross. Jabber locks the door and laughs when zanka tries to get back in. Jabber is laughing his ass off watching zanka rattle the door and yell at him.

Then there's a crash. Zankas bloody fist breaks through the glass of the door and he unlocks it.

Jabbers never been so hard watching Zanka storm toward him, face pinched into that nasty scowl he loves, blood dripping onto the floor, murder clear in his eyes

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Deaf Jabber who tries to sneak up on a blind Zanka but he has no idea his hair jewelry jingles.

Blind Zanka who uses Lovely Assistaff vibrations to sneak up of deaf Jabber but he doesn't know that Jabber can smell him the moment he enters the room

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Yall need to understand that submissive ≠ bottom. Give me sub tops that are whimpering and begging to fuck their doms. Give me sub tops that are pathetically humping their doms leg while giving them oral. Sub tops that are tied and restrained while their dom grinds against them and mock them the whole time about how badly they want it.

Le sigh.

This isn't pointed at anything or anyone. I just like to share my thoughts.

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Zanka works at a bar. Every night for the last week this crazy dude been coming in asking him for a hurricane shot. Zanka just rolls his eyes and ignores him cuz there is absolutely no way this guy actually wants that.

By the fifth time that week Zanka just looks at the guy who's smiling bright enough to light up every inch of this shitty dive bar. A shot glass is infront of the guy before he can ask for it. In his own hand is a full glass of water.

"You actually gon' do it for me?"

"Won't be holdin' the water if I wasn't."

The guy pats the counter infront of him, "Ight. Imma need you to sit right here then."

Zanka raises a brow looking between the guy and the spot on the bar top. It's stupid, but fuck it. He makes his way around the bar and hops up. The guys legs are crowding around his, the heat of him almost uncomfortable.

"So why am I up here?" Zanka asks as the guy brings the shot glass to his lips.

He smirks, golden bands wrapped around his hair sparkling as he tilts his head back, "I dont want ya stressing ya back out. Imma do that later."

Heat creeps up his neck all the way to his ears. As soon as the glass leaves his lips Zanka is flinging the water into his face. His fist connects to the guy's cheek.

Zanka can feel the satisfying sting in his knuckles as the guy's head flings to the side, shot glass still in hand.

A moment passes where Zanka cant hear anything other that his pulse racing in his ears before-

"God damn! I knew you was gon' pack some heat but I didn't think you were gon' outright deck my ass."

The guy should be furious, but the smile from before is still stretched across his face. He leans in closer, arms resting on either side of Zanka trapping him in place.

"The name's Jabber." He offers even though Zanka didn't ask.

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Just a fun little thing. Idk. Jabber seems like the type.

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More random AU ideas that are plauging my brain.

Jabber goes to court ordered rehab. There he meets a pretty little blond with a nasty ass attitude. The two fight everyday, get in arguments during group, try to put cigarette out on eachother and almost get smokeing ban from the facility in general.

The whole time Jabber can't help but think the guy looks familiar. Til one day in group the subject of people they've wronged comes up. Jabber tells everyone he can't think of a single person hes ever wronged.

The blond across from him snorts, harsh and vindictive, "Not even the guy you sold laced drugs to?"

Turns out Jabber does know him. Zanka, one of his regulars. Couldn't recognize him now that hes put on weight and actually looks like hes been sleeping.

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I know we all talk about jabber being the ragebaiter but...

And imma need yall to walk with me here

Ragebaiter Zanka.

Jabber has been undercover for months. Gathering information from some dude Zodyle told her too. Yeah it's boring as fuck but that girl Jabber never fails a mission.

Tonight it the night she finally gets to kill that loser. She takes her time, gets all dolled up because it's funny to watch grown men piss themselves when a pretty little thing wrapped in flowy lingerie suddenly turn killer.

She walks into the study just to find Zanka. That beautiful asshole standing over the dead body. Over HER fucking kill.

She's beyond pisses because that mother fucker has been feeling her up for months and if anyone was going to get to kill him it should be her.

"Aw. Pretty girl couldn't finish the job? Had to get a real woman to do it?" Zanka taunts, wiping blood from her knife.

And jabber wants her gone. Wants her dead. Because this Beautiful mother fucker has been doing this for the last few missions. Swooping in right at the end to steal her kill.

She's been getting her ass ripped, and for what? Some fucking losee who won't even do the leg work?

Zanka laughs in her face as she launches across the room, knife ready and aimed to kill.

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Follo being super excited because he finally gets to fuck zanka just for Jabber to come into the room and rip him off of Zanka. Doesn't even have time to question it before Jabber is beating Zankas ass, "you fucking other guys in my bed? You petty little bitch!"

Zankas grinning like a mad man because this is exactly what he was aiming for. Hell apologize to follo later, right now hes too busy being the focus of Jabbers attention

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Pastel goth high fem jabber with butch grunge zanka. Jabber drags zanka with her when she gets her nails done. She always gets those long ass stellito acrylics while Zanka just gets short almond shellac. They always get matching sets.