The first time Zanka saw you, he had made a mistake, because he completely underestimated you.
The first thing he noticed about you was that your eyes seemed completely lost, gray and not looking at anything in particular, and that was enough to infer that you couldn't see anything at all. But even so, you walked with impressive calmness, with a violin case over your shoulder, and you seemed far too relaxed for someone who had just joined a faction that guaranteed you a daily death.
You oriented yourself by following small sounds such as footsteps, breathing, the rustling of one piece of fabric against another.
And, of course, that was enough for some people to underestimate you, him included.
"Is she going to fight?" one of the Cleaners muttered.
"She's blind."
"Then she shouldn't be very difficult."
"Is that a violin? How is she going to play it if she's blind?" It drew a lot of laughter from some of those nearby.
Zanka heard the comment and frowned because he didn't like it, although he had also thought the same thing when he first saw you. The simple fact that he could read each of your body expressions, filled with confidence, was enough to make him think that going against you wouldn't be easy at all, despite how "weak" you looked.
The first mission the two of you had together as a team was a little after your arrival, and honestly, despite his previous impression of you being undoubtedly strong, he now thought the complete opposite.
Half of the team was fighting in no man's land against the trash beasts below, and you were standing at the top of the hill, violin in hand. He couldn't determine your expression because the Full Face covered your face, but according to Zanka, there could be no other reason for you not to be helping your team other than fear.
Although he couldn't blame you either. He didn't know how you had ended up in this situation either. You were a blind person working in the Cleaners faction, where you had to see and anticipate the movements of each and every one of your enemies; trash beasts.
Enjin hadn't gone down yet either, but, I mean, it's Enjin. Who could reproach him for anything?
Zanka watched as Enjin approached you and said something to you. Naturally, he couldn't hear anything, nor could he infer what the man had told you, since that man was difficult to anticipate.
But the next thing he managed to witness was magnificent. Your posture changed, your back now straight, and the violin in your hands transformed into a Jinki, opening in half to transform into a beautiful Bow with magnificent details, and the arrow wasn't far behind. The very bow that was used to play a violin was now your arrow.
Naturally, the boy was left stunned, even more so when he saw you aiming the bow directly at him. What?
An explosion sounded directly behind him and he quickly turned around into a defensive position, but the only thing he saw was a Trash Beast halfway through killing him, frozen in midair with an arrow piercing its left eye.
The entire team was impressed by the sight, and Enjin's thunderous laughter rang out through the area as he walked down the hill with his umbrella open and you tucked under his arm. The only thing Zanka heard you say was something like, "Please let me touch the ground."
"And this, friends, is the power of our beloved new teammate, Y/n." He placed you on the ground while you stumbled and your attitude returned to that of a shy and weak person, hunched over and trying to hide beneath your own shell.
"What is it supposed to do? Your Jinki" Zanka was the first to speak, and everyone turned to look at him, except you, obviously. You kept looking at the ground, but your head was slightly tilted in his direction. "I mean, it's obvious that she freezes....something, but how does she do it?" he continued.
"Well, uhm, I have no idea. I didn't know they froze until now. I always touched them after shooting them and thought they had turned to stone because of how stiff they are," you replied, pointing your finger at the frozen beast behind everyone.
Your opponent was considerably larger than you, but it wasn't something that concerned you, and apparently, it wasn't going to be the first time.
The second time Zanka saw your strength and your fighting style was during a training session in which you had to fight someone larger than you, again.
You took off
"Ready?" Enjin asked, acting as the referee with his carefree smile, as if he knew exactly what was coming.
You tilted your head slightly. "Yeah."
"Don't worry, girl, I'll be careful."
A crooked smile appeared on your face. "Good, big guy. Nobody cares anyway."
The fight began, and the man advanced directly toward you.
You didn't move, you just waited. You were patient enough to do so.
You waited until you heard the change in his breathing.
The crunch of his boot against the ground.
The movement of his shoulder.
And...
The blow passed mere centimeters from the man's face.
"What...?!"
You spun on his heel and struck the man's knee.
He fell.
Before he could get back up, you were already behind him, and the opponent's arm was trapped against his back.
Everything had happened within a matter of seconds. You released him and calmly stepped away.
"Was that all?"
Zanka was left open-mouthed. "What?!" he exclaimed, approaching you. "How did you do that?!"
You turned your head toward him, somewhat shy this time.
"I just listened..." you murmured.
"Listened to what?"
"You know, everything."
Zanka stared at you. Even though you couldn't see him, you could feel his gaze traveling over you, and you knew that his body was facing yours.
"Everything?" he asked.
"I can hear your breathing too."
He blinked. "Mine?"
You smiled. "Yeah..."
Zanka lowered his voice. "And what do you hear now?"
She tilted her head. "Your voice, your breathing. Are you okay? Actually, you sound a little shocked."
Zanka stood completely still, and you walked past him.
"See you at the next training session, Zanka."
He followed you with his eyes and then murmured, "She's just as cool as Enjin. I love it."
"What did you say?" you asked from several meters away, turning your head toward him.
Zanka turned red and could only hear your laughter. It didn't take him long to discover something he would never have admitted out loud, and he wished it were the same for him.
There was nothing he found more fascinating than someone everyone considered weak... proving that they could be terrifyingly strong.
Especially when that person could hear him even when he tried to hide what he was feeling.
on the Ground, most people starved the majority of their life. food was sparse and a valuable resource most couldn't get around to afford or even find.
on the Ground, you were one of those people. you were also one of those people who fought of trashbeasts, happily a part of the Cleaners even though they might not have the best or most nutritious food there is.
however, you knew someone who wanted to make sure you were well fed and fueled . . . your beautiful boyfriend Zanka! you had no idea how he got his hands on all this food, but you figured he probably remembered some people and places that fed him back when he was in the Hell Guards, and bought the supplies from them.
it was expensive and lots of work to cook said food (and also, to hide it from a certain Rudo) but Zanka insisted that he'd get to cook you food without any help at least once a month. once a month he disappears during the day and returns with the finest ingredients he had saved up money for, and he sat you down in his room for you to wait.
everytime he appears with your bowl of food you have to hold back not to jump on him in a tight hug. your boyfriend really loves you more than anything!
can you tell i've been chronically hungry these past few days . . . all i write about is food (｡ᵕ ◞ _◟)
. . . academic rivalry with Zanka but reader lowk #wantsthat and Zanka despises reader for being a 'genius' , but alas , they're VERY similar actually if Zanka cared to listen to Riyo . . . aka readers bestie . . .
Imagine Zanka affected by one of Jabber’s poisons, which turns out to be a type of aphrodisiac. For someone like Jabber, it’s just about ecstasy and an adrenaline rush, but for Zanka, it acts as a trigger.
Lust burns in Zanka’s eyes as his hands roam your body; his touch is gentle at first, for fear of hurting you, but as his lips crash against yours and his breathing grows increasingly ragged, his caresses become more forceful. His hands start on your hips, holding you still, while yours find the nape of his neck, playing with his hair and pulling him even closer.
He whispers your name between kisses; neither of you wants to pull away, but eventually, you need to catch your breath. The moment you pull back to recover, Zanka wastes no time.
His lips trail down your neck to your collarbone, his hands desperate to get rid of your clothes. He pauses briefly before tearing them off, opting instead to undo zippers and clasps.
Of course, there’s no stopping him; his fingers tease your nipples while his knee presses firmly between your legs.
He strips off his own clothes in a flash, you barely even notice, so caught up are you in the way he’s playing with you. His caresses drift down from your collarbone, over your breasts and abdomen, finally settling on your clit.
"Babe, you're so hot."
"Mmhhh, look at you."
"You want me to kiss here?"
He wouldn't just go wild with pleasure himself...he’d take you right over the edge with him.
They wanted Zanka x Enjin’s younger sister so here 😩 it’s a long one (ba dun ts 🥁)
MDNI!!
“Zaaankaaa..~” you pressed your cheek against his door, cooing softly from the hallway. Your fingers pattered softly against the frame as you waited for some sort of reply. Yeah, you knew it was late. But you also knew you missed your boyfriend.
You heard a soft rustle, and a low “oomph” as he thumped off his bed. His foot steps were soft but hurried as he opened the door gently. His facial expression was stoic like always, but you could see the corners of his mouth twitching up as he looked at you. “What?” The man asked as he stepped aside to let you in. The door closed behind you and locked with a soft click.
“I missed you.” You said softly, almost a whisper. Your hands reached up and touched him with your finger tips, tracing patterns across his collar bones and chest. Zanka’s breath hitched for a moment before he lowered his head a bit more in an attempt to hide the redness creeping up his neck.
Zanka’s eyes scanned your face carefully. He adored how much you and Enjin looked like each other. Same eye color, nose, and lazy smirk. The confidence must be genetic because both of you have it maxed out. He always noted though how you have your own hair texture, skin complexion, and way of speaking.
Your eyes slowly looked up and met his, softening when you locked on with him. You knew that look on his face. You leaned in, arms wrapped loosely around his neck as you pressed your lips together.
“Baby…” Zanka moaned softly against your neck as he pressed himself into you again, his breathing hard and picking up. His one hand on your waist was in an almost bruising grip as he slowly dragged his dick out of your tight hole.
“Mhm!!” You whimpered and inhaled deeply through your nose, eyes rolling back slightly as you listened to the sounds your man was making. “Yer so damn beautiful..” Zanka held his breath as he bit his lip, eyes screwing shut as a shock of pleasure zapped through him. He loved the way you felt around his cock, like you were made for him. Like he was made for you.
You couldn’t form a sentence as he rubbed against your spot inside you, tears forming from the slower pace and pleasure. Your hand shot up and grabbed his shoulder, nails digging in as you slowly felt the heat building inside you. You loved this man so much, you wish he’d stop being so shy about your relationship. You know he loves you though, and it’s really showing right now.
Zanka’s panting speeding up along with his movements. “I’m so close..” Zanka groaned deeply as he slammed himself back in after dragging out slowly. He savored the way your pussy squeezed around him and pulsed, the feeling making his head spin. He listened to your moans and soft cries, wishing he could just make you scream. But the walls are so so thin, he’s scared someone will hear the two of you now. He decided to ‘risk it’ and open his eyes to look at you. “Fuck..” he whimpered, hips stuttering in their rhythm. Sweat beaded on his forehead as you cupped his face, smiling at him. “C’mon, Zanny, cum for me.. you’ve been doing so good..” the moaned that escaped your lips after, the way your head fell back in pure bliss as you felt your orgasm arrive.. oh man, it sent him over the edge. He buried his head in your neck as he became a small whimpery mess, his cum filling you quickly with thick hot spurts. “I love you, I love you…!” He repeated over as he rocked his hips sloppily against you. “Yer so perfect..”
After pulling out, he took a moment and looked at you as he sat back on his knees. He could have got hard again from the look of you so fucked out. Of course he took care of you after, cleaning you gently between your thighs with a damp rag, small smile on his face as he admired his work.
The next morning, Zanka opened his bedroom door and peered out slowly. He looked left and right before stepping out into the empty hallway, you coming out right behind him. The door barely closed before you heard a cough behind you. “Hey Zanka, been lookin’ for ya.” The both of you turned around and looked up at Enjin, his usual cocky smile twitching slightly.
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I’m feeling it’s about time to make a master list. Idk how to do that so trial and error guys, trial and error. I also feel so bad for the person who requested this 😭😭 I’ve been sooo lazy I’m sorry I’m locking in now bb
