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[zcnkaxo]

Requests are now OPEN!

hey all! headcanon’s and fics are now open for the following fandoms!:

🦇Gatchiakuta

🦇MHA

🦇JJK

🦇Bungo Stray Dogs

🦇Fruits Baskets

🦇Ouran Highschool Host Club

🦇Attack on Titan

🦇Haikyuu

🦇Black Butler

🦇Fairytale

-Depending on characters will decide whether or not i will write smut for the character. (for example, if you were to request a enjin smut fic, i would write it! however, if you were to request a rudo smut fic, i will NOT be writing that!!)

[zcnkaxo]

remembering september 2023 when i held a funeral for gojo, where i played a playlist of songs for him, gave a bunch of random ass speeches, and wouldn’t stop crying, & i made @airybcby watch while we were on facetime.

[theorphicangel]

child of divorce yuji forcing you to call your ex!husband sukuna to say goodnight.

you had refused all week to give into yuji's plan that he had stolen from the internet. you were mature, healed and too busy to deal with these little dares. but it was up until one bored evening where you had finally succumbed to his challenge.

Your phone was on speaker, with the line ringing for the contact name of your ex-husband which was simply titled 'sukuna'.

no love hearts, no kisses or nicknames. you were completely over him and have been for years. the only reason you stay in touch with him is for Yuji's sake.

"I don't think he'll pick up yuj' " you murmured to him slightly. "your dad's been busy these past few days.'

and just like the old days, Sukuna always manages to prove you wrong -he always needed to embarrass you, even when he wasn't even here in the flesh.

"hello?" a coarse voice rings out on the other end of the line.

"hello." you respond and immediately you feel your stomach fall in knots. you're nervous. and you don't even know why.

looking up at yuji, his expectant face is watching eagerly as if he enjoys torturing you. he mouths "say it! say it!" and you feel like you have no choice but to continue with your dare.

you swallow down your nerves and attempt to speak as nonchalant as possible. "I just wanted to call and say goodnight."

There's a pause and there's something inside you that just knows how much he's smirking right now.

"Oh really?" he starts putting on a sultry tone, "you haven't done that in a while, is something wrong?"

you pull a face, willing your body to not fall for his tone of voice. no you won't fall like you did all those years ago. absolutely not. "No, I just wanted to say goodnight."

"do you need me to come over and tuck you in as well or....?"

"no! uhm, I mean no I'm fine but y'know I hope you have a good night."

yuji's meanwhile in the corner of the room clenching his stomach and trying his hardest not to let out a laugh.

"hmmm."

"what?"

"cut the crap."

"I'm not-" you start but sukuna manages to cut you off pretty quickly.

"listen, either tell me what you really want or don't bother wasting my time."

you pull a face, "me telling you good night is a waste of your time now?"

"yes."

"what are you even doing right now? it's 11pm and i know you don't have shit to do."

"don't turn this on me, baby, this is all about you."

"don't call me baby." you mutter.

"then don't call me to say good night."

you roll your eyes, you should have known that even the conversation of 'good night' would naturally turn into an argument between the two of you.

"is yuji good? you sure you don't need me to come over to help take care of a pre-teen?" he mocks.

"i don't" you bite, "i was just being kind and saying goodnight, i know how lonely it must get over there. are you sure you're doing alright?" your tone is filled with sarcasm, attempting to play sukuna at his favourite game.

"i dunno', " he starts, "i might need to come over to your bed so you can keep me company.'

you immediately hang up. you're done and finished. whilst yuji's laughing away in the corner all you can do is roll your eyes at the conversation.

but there's a little part.

a little part of you that you won't ever admit to yourself that misses him.

unbeknownst to you, on the other side there's still a smirk on sukuna's face as he sets the phone down, ruminating on the fact that there's also a part of him that misses you.

part two here!

[zcnkaxo]

GOODBHE THIS IS SO PEAK

[happytolookamess]

~ Styling Zanka’s Hair ~

You lay in Zanka’s bed reading a book you picked up from the library a couple days ago. Meanwhile Zanka was winding down from a mission his team had completed earlier that day, he paced around the room disassembling his gear and getting ready for the much needed nap that awaited him. Now all that needed to be done was to tame his messy hair, so he makes his way to the bathroom mirror.

———

A loud and frustrated grunt disrupts your reading. You look up to see Zanka still gone in the bathroom.

“Damn, it’s been like 13 minutes. What is he doing in there?” You mumble to yourself before tossing your book aside and crawling out of his bed.

You peek around the bathrooms doorframe to see Zanka combing through his hair furiously with a fed up look of his face. You smile to yourself before making your presence known.

“Zanka…” You call out, stepping into the doorway.

His eyes dart to you in the mirror before turning around to face you. “Yeah?”

“Do you need help? You seem pretty mad at your hair brush right now.” You giggle.

He rolls his eyes, “I’m only saying yes because I am extremely exhausted…don’t make it a habit.” He hands you his hairbrush before following you back into the room.

Zanka sits on the floor in-front of you and relaxes in between your knees, grumbling the entire time about how "a warrior doesn't need to be pampered." But as you gently brush through his hair, detangling all the knots, he slowly melts, leaning back against you and falling asleep.

A few minutes later you realize he had fallen asleep, you bend down and kiss the top of his head. Trying not to wake him up, you grab the blanket beside you and drape it over his body. A huge smile comes across your face has you tie back his hair into a little cute ponytail.

Time had passed before Zanka had actually woken up. A sleepy little confused look masked his face has he heard your sweet giggles.

“Hm?” Zanka turns and looks up at you.

“You know you should wear a pony tail more often.” You say as you brush his bangs back out of his eyes.

“What?” He pats his head before huffing and shooting you a glare but a blush covers his cheeks. “You ruined my intimidating aura.”

He refuses to take the hairstyle out for the rest of the day. 🩵

𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬 😫 𝐁𝐓𝐖 𝐈𝐌 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐓 𝟐 𝐀𝐌 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐒!!

[zcnkaxo]

UGH I LOVE ZANKA

[zcnkaxo]

Me trying to explain to @airybcby that if anything were to happen to zanka in gatchiakuta, it would be september 25, 2023 all over again.

[zcnkaxo]

Hi! Can you write a Zanka fic where Reader and Zanka are close with each other and comfortable that they haven’t realized that they have feelings for each other/are lowkey dating and together. Bonus if Rudo notices before Zanka and adores reader! Ty <3

Hi love, here is your request:

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💬 0  🔁 0  ❤️ 0 · ʚ ═══･୨I'm an Astronaut, You're the Moon୧･═══ ɞ · ( Zanka x Reader ) ♡ A/N: I'm so proud of this work, I started it last n

I hope you enjoy. <3

[zcnkaxo]

ʚ ═══･୨I'm an Astronaut, You're the Moon୧･═══ ɞ 

( Zanka x Reader )

♡ A/N: I'm so proud of this work, I started it last night, and genuinely had so much fun with it! This is a lovely request from this ask right here:

https://www.tumblr.com/zcnkaxo/821606355035111425/hi-can-you-write-a-zanka-fic-where-reader-and?source=share

♡ Word Count: 1.5k

♡ Content: Written in Rudo's POV, fluff, Reader and Zanka are not aware that they act like a couple, Injuries are mentioned, cussing.

♡ Synopsis: "I howl for you, I sing to you, I circle you." -Noah Kahan

Rudo noticed it before anyone else did. 

And that’s what confused the fifteen year old the most. 

Were all cleaners just blind as shit? Or did they really not seem to care that you and Zanka were practically sitting down on top of one another at the lunch table? 

Just the sight alone of seeing his mentor practically on top of you was enough to ruin Rudo’s appetite. 

A scowl appeared on his face, beady red eyes moving around towards Enjin, Riyo, Gris, Dear, etc…Just watching. Did nobody see this shit?!

Dropping his slop sandwich, Rudo slammed a fist on the table, glaring towards Zanka and you.

“Is nobody noticing this shit?!” 

Enjin raised a brow, taking a puff from his cigarette as he looked towards Rudo. “Notice what, brat?” he smirked just a bit– eyebrows raising as his golden orbs moved to look towards yourself and Zanka.

You were practically squished against Zanka’s lap–head leaning just against his shoulder as you slurped on your chicken broth in your soup bowl–Zanka had an arm placed around your back–keeping you balanced up as he looked down at his plate–his other arm was wrapped around lovely assistaff as he stared at his food–as if just staring at it would make the slop disappear. 

“You know!” Rudo puffed up his cheeks, pointing between you and Zanka.

This seemed to grab Zanka’s attention, for his eyebrows raised as blue orbs moved to look towards Rudo. “What are ya talkin’ ‘bout, dumbass?” Rudo scowled. “You’ve practically got Y/n straddling your lap!” Enjin screamed in laughter, head tossing back as everyone in the cafeteria turned their heads–staring towards you and Zanka for just a moment, before looking away at their own things once again. 

You blinked, eyes gazing down between your legs and Zanka’s legs, eyebrows raising just a bit before you turned your head back up, gazing towards Rudo. “We’re just sitting together, Rudo..” Zanka scowled. “Yea, there an issue with me sitting by Y/n?” 

Rudo’s mouth gawked open in shock. “You guys are sitting like a couple!” He pointed an accusing finger towards you and Zanka both; white brows furrowed in a wrinkle of frustration. 

Enjin continued to laugh, holding his gut as he leaned forward in his chair–god, Rudo was killing him!

“What do you mean is there an issue?! Obviously there is if you’re holding Y/n like she's your girl if you two ain’t even together!” Zanka narrowed his eyes right at Rudo, moving to reach over the table and grab at him. “Can I not sit with my friend?! We ain’t together, you dipshit!” His face was bright red as he scowled at Rudo, flailing an arm towards the boy. 

“Yea, Rudo–you’re being very, very accusing right now!” You puffed out your cheeks, crossing your arms in frustration. “Me and Zanka are just friends!”

Rudo turned, staring at Enjin with a look of pure disbelief. “Are you seeing this shit?!” Enjin couldn’t stop laughing. 

-

It was hours later after that little incident in the dining hall. Currently, Rudo was walking around HQ–a piece of licorice in his gloved hand as he chomped away at it. The boy was minding his own business, humming softly in thought as he marched down the halls and towards the living quarter of HQ. 

It seemed as though Rudo had forgotten all about the Zanka and Y/n situation from earlier–that is until he noticed the two sitting on the couch together. Y/n sitting on one of the poorly cushioned seats–Zanka sitting on the floor between her thighs as Y/n pulled his hair back into two clips–pinning his bangs from his forehead as he worked on waxing his Lovely Assistaff. Just the physical touch between the two seemed to be much like a couple. 

Rudo scowled. He looked towards Riyo who sat right by you, trimming at a few strands of her hair as she idly made conversation between you and Zanka. Did she not see how weird this was?!

In an instant, Rudo found himself walking towards you guys–he moved, standing right in front of you and Zanka, pointing his piece of licorice right at Zanka. “Dude! Seriously?!” Zanka raised a brow, looking up and gazing right at Rudo. “What?” His tone was rude–as if Rudo had just interrupted his peace–which, in a way he did. 

“You’re literally sitting between Y/n’s legs!”

“...So?” Zanka turned his attention back to his Lovely Assistaff, humming a bit as he wiped a cloth over the wooden stick. Rudo’s mouth dropped. He turned towards Riyo, red eyes pleading for her to catch onto what Rudo was trying to say.

Riyo smiled, green eyes looking towards you and Zanka. “I think Rudo is trying to say that you two are acting like boyfriend and girlfriend, Zanka…Y/n.” 

You felt heat rise to your cheeks, your hands dropped from Zanka’s hair, and in an instant you pouted–looking at Riyo. “Zanka and I don’t even like each other like that! We told you and Enjin both this before, Riyo!” Your tone held embarrassment. 

Rudo frowned. “Okay but if you don’t like each other why are you guys always either on top of each other, touching each other, or even holding hands in the jeep!” 

Zanka shrugged. “Because we can?” His brows raised up, almost as if he were saying “Duh” to Rudo’s stupid question. 

A loud groan left Rudo’s lips. 

-

A cleaning had gone south. All Rudo could recall was that Jagger had shown up, and completely ruined Y/n. The poor girl had been paralyzed by his poision–hallucinating and everything. And Zanka–poor Zanka was a mess, screaming at Jagger to leave Y/n alone. 

“Leave her the hell alone, dread-head!” 

“Touch her again with those claws and yer done for!” 

“Rudo–Help her!” 

Now–the two boys sat in the infirmary, staring off at Y/n as she laid in the bed–unconscious, and still very much bloody from the battle. Zanka looked distant–blue eyes staring off into space as his hand covered Y/n’s, which rested just over her blanket. Rudo sat–head between his knees as he listened to Y/n’s heavy breathing. 

God–Zanka looked a mess. 

“I never want anything to happen to Y/n..” Rudo lifted his head up, looking towards Zanka with surprise at his words. 

“What do you mean?” Rudo was soft with his words–brows knitting together as he leaned forwards towards Zanka. He watched as the teen bit his lower lip–gnawing at a piece of dried up skin on it. Zanka looked like a wreck. 

“I just…It’s always been Y/n, Rudo.” Zanka was quiet as he spoke; eyes moving to look into Rudo’s own red ones. “She makes me feel safe–like I belong. I don’t feel average when I am with her..” Zanka leaned back, bringing your hand into his lap as he held it gently. As if it were the one thing of his that would break with just one rough grab. 

“She makes me feel like home..and yea, with every hand holding, every touch of skin, every nap we take together…Everytime she does my hair…Maybe there is something between us, Rudo.”

Red eyes gleamed–Rudo could feel his stomach flip. He was right this whole time? 

“I do love her..I love Y/n more than anything. If she were a jinki, she would be mine. She makes me feel good enough. And I just hope that maybe one day, I will make her feel good enough.”

Rudo smiled. 

“I’ve been waiting for your dumbass to see that there is obviously something between the two of you.” 

Zanka smiled softly. “I think I always sorta knew…just, didn’t want to accept it just yet. I guess I was scared that she wouldn’t want me.” Zanka turned, gazing at your form as you laid in the bed–sleeping. Your breathing had steadied just a bit. Jabber’s hallucinogen must be leaving your system. Carefully, Zanka moved up, leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head, before he moved to sit up. 

-

Rudo hummed to himself as he walked into the lunch room–it was breakfast time. Many of the other cleaners grumbled in annoyance–rubbing the sleep out of their eyes as they sat in groups, trays of slop in front of them as they ate, hardly muttering a word to each other. 

Quickly, Rudo spotted his table–and quickly, he moved to sit down–sitting right in front of Zanka and Y/n, who–were leaning against one another. Zanka’s arm was wrapped carefully around Y/n, who rested her head against his shoulder, carefully biting down on a piece of toast as they muttered to one another.

Rudo felt happy for Zanka. And Rudo felt happy for Y/n. And inside, that made Rudo smile. 

Finishing up her toast, Y/n moved up, pressing a gentle kiss to Zanka’s cheek, before she moved to get up. “Gotta go meet with Semiu for a minute, I’ll see you in a bit, Zan!” Zanka grinned, waving you off as you rushed off to Semiu’s desk. “I’ll see ya..” 

Enjin snickered–And Zanka felt his ears turn red. He glared towards his idol; watching as Enjin took a sip of his water. “Who woulda ever thought that we were all right about you and Y/n liking each other, Zanka?”

“Shut up!” 

[airybcby]

☀︎⋆.ೃ i have everything i wanted

( enjin x fem! reader )

☀︎ a/n — short little fic for my luv @zcnkaxo (sorry if it's bad or ooc, i wrote this late at night)

☀︎ word count — 1.3k

☀︎ content — enjin x reader, dad! enjin, enjin and reader have a kid, enjin is such a softie, made it where normal traditions are on the ground too, not proofread

☀︎ synopsis — Enjin has fought many trash beasts. He's taken on men twice his size. And yet...the scariest thing he's done in his life is swap a tooth out for some money.

── ☀︎ everything's growing in our garden

Enjin had seen plenty of strange traditions being brought into the ground, he had to have with just how many people are there!

Birthdays had become some of his favorites.

Bedtime stories that normal people read to their kids on the sphere, and every parent on the ground was thankful if a good condition book was tossed down.

The tiny paper crowns that floated down with the words “Burger King” on them became a good gift- they must have come from a king afterall !

He'd accepted them all with little more than a curious tilt of his head.

This one, however…

"...A tooth fairy?" His brows pinched together as he stared at the tiny white tooth sitting in the palm of your daughter's hand.

She looked up at him with the seriousness only six-year-olds could manage, "Mhm. Mommy told me about her! "

"...Is it...a fairy made of teeth?"

"No!" she giggled. "It's a fairy that takes teeth."

Enjin was sure a confused look would be etched on his face forever, "...Why?"

“Because…um…because…Mommy why does she take teeth?” She looked at you with just as much confusion as her dad. You smiled at the two of them, "So she can make castles."

"Ohhhh."

Enjin just nodded along, "...That makes sense."

It did not.

After dinner, your daughter sat at the kitchen table with the concentration of someone who was writing the next great novel. Her tongue was sticking out, a crayon clutched in her fist- precision on every messily written word, only stopping for breaks to ask you how to spell something.

Enjin leaned over your shoulder, "What is she doing?" You smiled, looking at him, "Writing a letter." He was even more confused…this fairy took teeth AND letters? "...To the fairy?"

"Mhm."

"...Why?"

"So she knows where to find the tooth."

"...Ah."

Right.

Fairies must love unnecessary paperwork.

Your daughter scribbled for nearly ten whole minutes before proudly holding up the page, "Done!"

You took it dramatically, "Let's see..."

Dear Tooth Fairy,

Thank you for coming to my house.

Can I have one hundred thousand dollars please?

Love, Me.

Enjin blinked, "...One hundred thousand?" He wasn’t even sure if he knew how many zeroes that had in it. (You very helpfully told him it had five later that night)

"Yep!” Your daughter smiled proudly.

"For...one tooth?"

She nodded, “Mommy told me they’re priceless!” He gave you a look, like you were equally as insane as this teeth stealing, note loving, bad at directions fairy.

"The first ones are always the most expensive," you nodded along.

Enjin was wondering if this fairy also robbed people for a living.

Later that night, you tucked her beneath layers of blankets and kissed her forehead, watching as she carefully slipped the tiny tooth and the letter beneath her pillow.

Then she folded her little hands in a praying motion, "I hope she comes." "Oh sweetie," you smiled. "I'm sure she will."

She yawned, rubbing her eyes, "I hope Santa didn't tell her I cried when I lost it..." Ever since you’d sang her a song about Santa always watching, your daughter was quite fearful of this strange man.

You hid a laugh, "I don't think he would."

"...Okay."

Within minutes, she was asleep.

When he heard the bedroom door click shut, Enjin immediately turned to you, "...What now?"

You opened the junk drawer and pulled out a pink glitter pen.

He watched in silence, gaping once he finally caught up to what you were doing,  "...You're the fairy."

"I am."

"So she’s not real?” 

“Nope.”

“There’s no tooth castle?”

“Ew, no.”

He leaned against the counter while you began writing in the most outrageously whimsical handwriting he'd ever seen.

Every i dotted with a heart.

Every y curled dramatically.

Even your signature sparkled.

My Dear,

I don't have $100,000 right now because Santa Claus borrowed all my money for Christmas!

Luckily, the big, kind bunny shared some with me so I could give you a little surprise.

Thank you for taking such good care of your tooth!

Love,

The Tooth Fairy ♡

Enjin stared, "...Santa stole her money?"

"Borrowed it."

"...The bunny gave her money?"

"The Easter Bunny."

"...How do they know each other?"

"They're coworkers, obviously."

You looked up, a grin on your face as you folded the letter. He watched as the hearts, glitter, and loops disappeared as you folded into one tiny square.

He'd fallen in love with you a hundred different times, but somehow, watching you write a letter from a fairy might've been his favorite.

Around midnight, you nudged him awake, "It's time."

He sat upright immediately, "...Already?"

You handed him a folded bill, watching as his face dropped in utter despair, "No."

"Come on, you’re gonna play fairy for me.” Enjin was sure his heart was going to leap out of his chest.

But he was never one to back down, “She needs more than this,”

He checked his pockets and wallet and found loose bills, coins, and a bottle cap.

He frowned, "This is all I have." You smiled as you looked at the collection of money in his hands, "It's fine."

"...Really?"

"She asked for one hundred thousand dollars. She won’t know the difference.”

The hallway was dark when Enjin approached her bedroom like he was infiltrating enemy territory. While he felt like he was on a stealth mission of a lifetime, you simply leaned against the doorway, watching.

He looked back, "...She's asleep?"

"Mhm."

"...Deeply?"

You shrugged, "Probably."

"...Probably?"

You nodded, giving him a big thumbs up, "I believe in you."

You believed in him, your daughter believed in the tooth fairy…he just hoped at least one of them could be real tonight.

He opened the door slowly, making sure there were no creaks.

Good.

He took one step, and then another, his heartbeat deafening in his ears.

He's fought monsters. He's fought men twice his size. He's fought for his life. And somehow, none of it compared to this.

He knelt beside the bed.

Very, very slowly...

Lifted the edge of the pillow.

His breathing stopped.

He could see the tooth, so small compared to the pillow it was hidden under, and the letter- which was pushed so far back he was scared he might wake her.

Easy.

Easy-

The pillow shifted, and your daughter sighed.

Enjin froze, so much so that he didn't breathe. Didn't dare to blink. Didn't even think, too scared she would somehow be able to hear his thoughts.

Then she rolled over and let out another sigh- good, she was asleep.

After what felt like thirty years, he finally slipped the tooth out and replaced it with every bill he'd managed to gather.

He swapped her letter with your pink letter, trying to position it in the same way hers was- pushed back but still completely under the pillow.

He slowly lowered the pillow and backed away, one careful step at a time until he got to the door and closed it just as slowly and quietly as when he opened it.

He turned toward you, eyes wide and heart racing so loud he was sure you could hear it, "I did it."

You bit your lip, trying not to laugh,  "So you did."

"I thought she woke up." He recounted the terrifying moment. "My heart stopped. I think I saw my life flash before my eyes."

You laughed so hard you had to cover your mouth, “Well, Mr. Tooth Fairy, you did it.”

And as much as he wanted to relish in the praise you were giving him, instead he opened his hand to look at the tiny tooth resting in his palm.

He stared at it for a while and then looked at you with another eyebrow raise, 

"...What do we do with the tooth?"

⁀☀︎ ©airybcby

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[zcnkaxo]

gng me & airy were otp while i was pulling my nephews tooth out LMAOO, ugh had me thinking abt enjin doing ts with his baby 😛😛😍😍😍💕💕💕

[zcnkaxo]

hello! i would LOVE to see a fic about Jabber with a girlfriend who is just as hyper as him and like they're just two big loud mouths

ugh i love annoying bf x annoying gf, if you don't write for jabber feel free to ignore this

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hi love!! here is your request!! 💕i hope you enjoy it!!

💬 0  🔁 0  ❤️ 0 · ʚ ═══･୨Stuck Like Glue୧･═══ ɞ · ( Jabber Wonger x Reader ) ♡ A/N: Lovely fic I wrote based off of this ask: ♡ Word Count:

[zcnkaxo]

ʚ ═══･୨Stuck Like Glue୧･═══ ɞ

( Jabber Wonger x Reader )

♡ A/N: Lovely fic I wrote based off of this ask: https://www.tumblr.com/zcnkaxo/821557095935705088/hello-i-would-love-to-see-a-fic-about-jabber-with

♡ Word Count: 1K--short little drabble.

♡ Content: Jabber and reader are literally about the same person, reader is written gender neutral, based off of the song: Stuck like Glue by Sugarland. Readers jinki is mentioned, however not expanded on!

♡ Synopsis: "I'm stuck on you!"

It was never a boring day when it was you and your loving boyfriend, Jabber spending the day together. From endless giggles, endless jokes, endless tickle battles, and endless teasing! The two of you were truly a match-made in a weird, heavenly way!

In a way, you were stuck on Jabber, and Jabber was stuck on you! Stuck like glue. 

“Ain’t it ironic we’re practically stuck to the hip, Y/n~ especially since your jinki is literally a glue bottle!” Jabber was loud, cackling as he held you close to his hip. The two of you are walking side-by-side in some run-down town, humming quite an energetic melody with one another, and practically finishing each other's tune. 

“Are you trying to be funny, Jab-Jab?” Your lips quirked up in a smile. He only smiled in response, flinging one of his locs over his shoulder as he pulled you impossibly closer to him. Any uncoordinated movement would surely result in the two of you tripping over one another's own feet!

“Maybe I am!” God, Jabber was so loud as he spoke. But, so were you. “Well, good!” Laughter ensued as Jabber picked up his pace, pulling you along with him as he began to skip along the side-walk of the messed up town. 

“Woah-oh, stuck like glue~! You and me, Baby, we’re stuck like glueeee~!” Jabber sang out, swinging your arms between each other as he pulled you along. Civilians around the run-down town gave you guys nasty looks. 

‘They’re rather loud, are they not?” 

‘They look so odd…’

‘They are acting quite odd-..’

You could practically sense their thoughts as you and your boyfriend continued your little stroll. Did you, or Jabber care? Absolutely not. You were annoying, and he was just as annoying. And neither one of you seemed to care about what other people seemed to think about you guys either. 

Maybe that’s what made it seem like the two of you were practically stuck to one another. 

No matter how many fights, breakups, hurt feelings, etc–nothing could ever pull you apart from Jabber, or Jabber apart from you. 

There ya go makin’ my heartbeat again, heartbeat again, heartbeat again–

There ya go makin’ me feel like a kid!

Won’t you do it and do it one time!

The familiar sound of a song from your childhood faintly played in the back of your mind as you and Jabber continued your walk with one another. 

“Are their stares bothering you, my love?” His voice was low–raspy as he leaned against your side. 

You snapped out of your thoughts, no longer thinking of those little song lyrics. Raising an eyebrow, you stopped in your tracks, turning to look around, watching as anyone who even dared to have been staring when you weren’t paying attention quickly snapped their stares away. You pouted just a bit, arms crossing as you pulled away from Jabber. 

“Now why would their stares bother me?!” You were rather loud as you spoke, this caused Jabber to grin, almost insanely. 

“Didn’t think that they did, just wasn’t wantin’ you to be uncomfortable and not telling me, my sweet.” There he goes making your heart beat again! You grinned widely; turning your attention to Jabber and wrapping your arms tightly around his shoulders in an instant. 

“Why would I be uncomfortable and not tell you, my love~?” 

“It doesn’t matter what anyone thinks about us! No matter how many fights, tears, or laughs, you always make my heart beat again, and again! Always making me feel like a kid too, my Jabby!” 

You pouted, leaning in and pressing a kiss to the tip of Jabber’s nose. “We’re stuck like glue for a reason, my love.” 

Jabber’s smile seemed to spread wider across his face–if anyone other than you were to look, they probably would have thought that he was hurting himself in some twisted way. 

His hot-pink eyes were filled with nothing but complete love and adoration. Love for you, and adoration for what you had. In an instance, Jabber reached for your hands once more, and began running through the streets–long limbs helping his speed as he dragged you hopelessly behind him, the both of you laughing rather loudly and maniacally. 

God, you two creeped everyone out so bad. 

At the end of the town–Jabber came to a halt, laughing like a kid as he pulled your crashing form into his own, and swiftly–he fell back onto the ground, pulling your body on top of his own. 

You laughed in glee; heart racing and limbs aching as you landed on top of your boyfriend. 

God–he made you feel like a kid. 

A light brown hand reached up, cupping the side of your face. You stared down towards Jabber–admiring the look of pure bliss and beauty that laid on his face. Your heart continued to pound against your chest as you leaned down, pressing a rather cute kiss against the tip of Jabber's nose once again. 

A pout grew on Jabber’s lips, skin pulling as he knitted his eyebrows together. “No kiss on the lips for me, baby~? Especially after I used my own body to shield you from crashing to the ground!” In an instant; Jabber had manipulated your bodies, twisting so that he lay on top of you–who now laid on the ground. 

He leaned down, pressing a rather rough kiss to your lips, which you quickly returned with just as much quickness and passion! In an instant, you guys pulled away. 

“I never would have thought that I would ever meet someone who makes me feel so good!” That little melody played in your head again:

There ya go makin’ my heartbeat again, heartbeat again, heartbeat again–

There ya go makin’ me feel like a kid!

Won’t you do it and do it one time!

“I’m never letting this go, Jabber.” 

“And I’m never letting you go, Y/n.” 

Fu stared on from the distance–eyes wide as he watched in horror at his past teammates. He stood by Zanka, Enjin and Rudo–all who seemed to have had the same expressions on their faces as well. 

“...Who the hell is Jabber talking to–” 

Fu shook his head. “You don’t even wanna know..”

[zcnkaxo]

ugh guys i promise i’ll write soon, work was so draininggggg 💔 look out for a few works coming out today sometime though!

[m1dn1ght-st4rss]

when I’m reading character x reader and the character compliments me

[hannii-space]

Imagine waking up in the middle of the night because you can't sleep due to noises in your room, only to turn around and see your boyfriend Zanka talking to his staff

[arziiill]

How writers feel like when they make a master list and it says “coming soon!” under every character, knowing damn well they won’t ever write for them.

[zcnkaxo]

@airybcby us

[hannii-space]

Hiiiiiii!!! Hope your having a good day! ✌︎˶╹ꇴ╹˶✌︎

Can I request request Zanka x sleepyhead!reader. Where reader used to always take naps where ever and when ever she gets the chance to,but changed when she started dating Zanka. Now she naps where ever he is! And maybe sometimes on him if she gets the chance to. (*´ω｀*)

Thank youuu and feel free to ignore!!!! |˶˙ᵕ˙ )ﾉﾞ

Before Zanka, sleep was just an unpredictable reflex. You were famous for your ability to fall asleep in any microsecond. You'd nap on top of a pile of empty boxes, curled up under August's stack of fabrics, and once, to everyone's horror, face down on a mountain of already sorted trash during a short break.

You slept anywhere, anytime. It didn't matter if the floor was hard or the room noisy. If your eyes got heavy, you'd succumb.

But after you and Zanka started dating, your internal radar shifted completely.

You didn't stop napping...that was impossible, but your choice of spot changed drastically. You no longer collapsed in random corners of the base. Instead, you developed a whole new habit: you only slept where Zanka was.

"Are you serious right now?" Enjin grumbled, entering the common room one afternoon. He stopped dead in his tracks, staring at the floor.

Zanka sat cross-legged against the wall, aggressively polishing his weapon. His face was a mask of intense concentration, but he was completely immobilized from the waist down. You were curled up on the floor right next to him, using his left thigh as a pillow. Your eyes were tightly closed, and your breathing was slow and rhythmic.

"Don't shout," Zanka hissed, his voice a harsh but low whisper. A deep blush crept up his neck, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor. "You'll wake her up."

"Why is she sleeping there? There are literally couches next to you," Enjin sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Because she wants to be here, okay?!" Zanka snapped back, turning his face away to hide his embarrassment.

The truth was, Zanka's presence had become your ultimate comfort zone. In a world as chaotic and dangerous as this, his proud yet fiercely protective nature acted as a shield. When you were near him, your brain finally felt safe enough to shut down completely.

At first, Zanka hadn't known how to handle it. He was a guy who lived for action, discipline, and looking imposing. Having a girlfriend who constantly turned him into a human mattress wasn't exactly part of his training regimen.

But little by little, he learned to adapt.

A few weeks later, the Cleaners were taking a break after a grueling cleanup operation. The team was scattered around a makeshift rest area. Zanka sat on a wooden bench, arms crossed over his chest, staring at the horizon with a frown as he ran through his combat moves in his head.

You approached him, blinking heavily from the sudden wave of exhaustion hitting your limbs. Without a word, you plopped down beside him. You didn't just lean against him; you settled in until you were practically in his lap, your arms loosely wrapped around his torso, your face buried in the crook of his neck.

Zanka stiffened completely. His hands floated in the air for a second, unsure where to go.

"Uh. Hey," he murmured, his heart pounding against his ribs. "People are watching."

You just let out a soft, pleased moan, tightening your grip on his shirt as your eyes closed. The ambient warmth radiating from him was better than any blanket.

Zanka glanced around warily. Rudo was busy staring at a piece of scrap metal, and Enjin was chatting with the others, but he still felt intensely watched. He swallowed, his pride battling the overwhelming wave of affection crashing over him.

Defeated by your utter, stubborn comfort, Zanka let out a long sigh. His shoulders relaxed. Slowly, carefully, he wrapped one of his large, calloused hands around your waist, pulling you firmly against his chest. His other hand moved up, gently tangling his fingers in your hair, stroking it.

"You're ridiculous," he murmured, his voice softening into a tone he only used when you were alone. "A real menace."

He rested his chin lightly on your head. He would never admit it aloud to Enjin or the others, but as he sat there holding you, listening to the steady rhythm of your breathing, Zanka decided he didn't mind being your favorite place to sleep at all. In fact, he'd fight anyone who tried to take it from you.

[zcnkaxo]

I loved your Zanka fics soooo I'd like to send in request:3

so how about a Zanka x Reader where Zanka has a huge crush on reader but he's too embarrassed to confess so he started giving reader little gifts anonymously. He'd sneak inside reader's room just to leave it on reader's bed. Where he'd lay little notes on top of these gifts, with a sign '-Your secret admirer'. And one where he left a note saying "Hmm I wonder what's your ring size;)"

The ending is up to you, author! Have a nice day/night, you don't have to write this if you don't like it

—🥀

ʚ ═══･୨ Your Secret Admirer ୧･═══ ɞ

( Zanka x Reader )

✧A/n: TYSM for my first ask! I loved doing this little fic so much. It was so fluffy! Don't forget to send more requests in! :)

✧: Word Count: 1.1k

✧Content: Fluff, reader is referred to with fem pronouns!

✧: Synopsis: "From your secret admirer :) "

It started with one note.

“I think you look as beautiful as the stars.”

a little neatly folded up piece of paper that lay perfectly on your bed-side table. at first, it was creepy. who in their right mind snuck into your room while you were out cleaning, and left such a heart warming note?

then; a little stuffed tiger showed up, sitting right by your door. attached to it? another note.

“You're as cute as this tiger <3.”

The handwriting was so neat, so beautiful—and so, so filled with love.

“i just don’t know who would be writing these notes to me, semiu..” you were pouting, head resting on your hand as you sat by the woman at her desk. semiu hummed softly, inspecting the letter that you had shown her.

white eyebrows rose up, and carefully, semiu adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose, before leaning in again, carefully inspecting every curve of the beauitful writing. “looks like you’ve got a secret admirer, girl.”

your face flushed bright red. “a secret admirer?” semiu nodded. “yea, you know, a boy or girl who’s got the feels for you—, but is too scared to say anything.” your mind blanked. Who would like you in that way? “would you happen to know who’s writing these?”

semiu smiled. “nope, not at all, y/n.” she was totally lying. But who were you to know that?

The next day when you came out of the dining hall from  breakfast, there was a gift bag hung from your door knob. Inside of the bag, was a beautiful charm bracelet. Attached to the bracelet? Another note.

“Hmmm…I wonder what your ring size is? Maybe that will be your next gift, pretty! :) –Your secret admirer.” 

And god, was the bracelet beautiful. A silver toned charm bracelet with an adorable gem-studded heart charm on it. One charm on the bracelet was a tiger, and the other, a star. Whoever your secret admirer was, they had money, that was for sure. 

With a small smile, and a beat of your heart, you rushed off to the dining room once more, heading over to where Zanka, Enjin, and Rudo sat. 

You shoved Rudo over just a bit, slamming the little note down on the table in front of the boys, along with the charm bracelet, and quickly moved to sit down right beside Zanka.

“I have a secret admirer!” Your voice held great pride as you blurted those words out. Carefully, enjin grabbed the note, skimming over it before eyeing Zanka with a raised brow. Zanka glared, which went unnoticed by you. 

Carefully, the teen grabbed the bracelet from Rudo, who had grabbed it to examine its beauty. Zanka feigned ignorance as he studied the charms, before moving to face you. “You must be feelin’ very lucky, huh?” His voice was smooth as he grabbed your wrist, and carefully clasped the bracelet around it for you.

You beamed, nodding wildly as you shook the bracelet.

“They always leave me notes in the morning and before bed! This is the second gift they’ve gotten me! It’s really making me feel special.”

Rudo smiled at that. “I bet you do feel special, Y/n!” The boy was happy to see you so happy.

Even Enjin began to grin. “Yea, I’ve never seen you grin like that since Rudo flung poop on Zanka–” Zanka scowled. “Do we have to always bring that up?” He sighed out, before turning to look at you. “Do you like the gifts they’ve been sending you?” You nodded, smiling widely as you continued to admire your new charm bracelet.

“Oh, I adore them, Zanka! Whoever is doing this is such a sweetie-pie.”

Zanka’s blushing face didn’t go unnoticed by Enjin and Rudo, who both smiled to themselves in acknowledgement. 

Days and days went by and everyday was something new from your secret admirer. 

“Your uniform is so beautiful on you…You are always so pretty, Y/n.”

“Maybe soon I will confess my love to you.” “You mean so much to me, and you don’t even know it.”

“I wish I could kiss you.”

“I will love you for eternity, Y/n..”

All signed off by your secret admirer. 

You only wished that you knew who was doing this. You wanted to know who was behind the notes, and who was making you feel so loved and appreciated, and most of all, beautiful. 

It was around ten at night when you heard rustling outside of your door, and the sound of someone messing with it. You shot up out of bed–clad in your oversized sleep shirt. Your tiger plushie clung tight to your chest.

Could that be them? 

Slowly getting up, you walked towards the door, mind racing with a million thoughts an hour. You could feel your heart rate speeding up. This is it…You were going to finally see who was leaving these notes. 

Carefully, you snuck over to your door. They were still outside, you could hear them. 

In a flash, you threw your door wide open, the note that was left taped to it flew off, and the man behind the door jumped back a million miles away.

A pale hand gripped a clothed chest, blue eyes were wide with shock as Zanka stared at your pajama-clad form. 

Fuck-...You caught him. 

“...Zanka?” Your eyes widened, you gripped the tiger close to your chest as you stared at the boy. He hung his head in shame, brown hair hanging just over his eyes. “Welp…ya caught me, huh?” He looked up, giving you a closed eyed smile as he shrugged his shoulders shyly. “...Surprise…” He let out an awkward chuckle. 

In an instant, you flung your arms around the taller boy, giggling loudly as you practically swung his body around. “YOU ARE MY SECRET ADMIRER?!” God, you sounded so happy. Zanka could melt then and there.

He laughed, steadying your swaying form as he hugged you back, one hand gently holding your lower back as he pulled you impossibly close. “If ya scream any louder, everyone’s gonna know..” he laughed.

“I’m so happy..” Zanka felt his heart speed up. “I’m so happy too, y/n…”

Slowly he looked down, staring into your eyes and smiling, nothing but love in his gaze as he pressed a gentle kiss to your nose. “I was going to reveal myself tomorrow…But, you caught me a little early.” You giggled. “You weren’t sneaky this time, mister.”

He nodded. “No, I wasn’t…You caught me so quick.” He pressed another kiss to your temple. 

“I love you, Zanka..” “I love you, Y/n..”

[riechiexx]

me the whole time while reading this in class

[zcnkaxo]

ugh i wish i was brave like you 😞

[zcnkaxo]

I loved your Zanka fics soooo I'd like to send in request:3

so how about a Zanka x Reader where Zanka has a huge crush on reader but he's too embarrassed to confess so he started giving reader little gifts anonymously. He'd sneak inside reader's room just to leave it on reader's bed. Where he'd lay little notes on top of these gifts, with a sign '-Your secret admirer'. And one where he left a note saying "Hmm I wonder what's your ring size;)"

The ending is up to you, author! Have a nice day/night, you don't have to write this if you don't like it

—🥀

ʚ ═══･୨ Your Secret Admirer ୧･═══ ɞ

( Zanka x Reader )

✧A/n: TYSM for my first ask! I loved doing this little fic so much. It was so fluffy! Don't forget to send more requests in! :)

✧: Word Count: 1.1k

✧Content: Fluff, reader is referred to with fem pronouns!

✧: Synopsis: "From your secret admirer :) "

It started with one note.

“I think you look as beautiful as the stars.”

a little neatly folded up piece of paper that lay perfectly on your bed-side table. at first, it was creepy. who in their right mind snuck into your room while you were out cleaning, and left such a heart warming note?

then; a little stuffed tiger showed up, sitting right by your door. attached to it? another note.

“You're as cute as this tiger <3.”

The handwriting was so neat, so beautiful—and so, so filled with love.

“i just don’t know who would be writing these notes to me, semiu..” you were pouting, head resting on your hand as you sat by the woman at her desk. semiu hummed softly, inspecting the letter that you had shown her.

white eyebrows rose up, and carefully, semiu adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose, before leaning in again, carefully inspecting every curve of the beauitful writing. “looks like you’ve got a secret admirer, girl.”

your face flushed bright red. “a secret admirer?” semiu nodded. “yea, you know, a boy or girl who’s got the feels for you—, but is too scared to say anything.” your mind blanked. Who would like you in that way? “would you happen to know who’s writing these?”

semiu smiled. “nope, not at all, y/n.” she was totally lying. But who were you to know that?

The next day when you came out of the dining hall from  breakfast, there was a gift bag hung from your door knob. Inside of the bag, was a beautiful charm bracelet. Attached to the bracelet? Another note.

“Hmmm…I wonder what your ring size is? Maybe that will be your next gift, pretty! :) –Your secret admirer.” 

And god, was the bracelet beautiful. A silver toned charm bracelet with an adorable gem-studded heart charm on it. One charm on the bracelet was a tiger, and the other, a star. Whoever your secret admirer was, they had money, that was for sure. 

With a small smile, and a beat of your heart, you rushed off to the dining room once more, heading over to where Zanka, Enjin, and Rudo sat. 

You shoved Rudo over just a bit, slamming the little note down on the table in front of the boys, along with the charm bracelet, and quickly moved to sit down right beside Zanka.

“I have a secret admirer!” Your voice held great pride as you blurted those words out. Carefully, enjin grabbed the note, skimming over it before eyeing Zanka with a raised brow. Zanka glared, which went unnoticed by you. 

Carefully, the teen grabbed the bracelet from Rudo, who had grabbed it to examine its beauty. Zanka feigned ignorance as he studied the charms, before moving to face you. “You must be feelin’ very lucky, huh?” His voice was smooth as he grabbed your wrist, and carefully clasped the bracelet around it for you.

You beamed, nodding wildly as you shook the bracelet.

“They always leave me notes in the morning and before bed! This is the second gift they’ve gotten me! It’s really making me feel special.”

Rudo smiled at that. “I bet you do feel special, Y/n!” The boy was happy to see you so happy.

Even Enjin began to grin. “Yea, I’ve never seen you grin like that since Rudo flung poop on Zanka–” Zanka scowled. “Do we have to always bring that up?” He sighed out, before turning to look at you. “Do you like the gifts they’ve been sending you?” You nodded, smiling widely as you continued to admire your new charm bracelet.

“Oh, I adore them, Zanka! Whoever is doing this is such a sweetie-pie.”

Zanka’s blushing face didn’t go unnoticed by Enjin and Rudo, who both smiled to themselves in acknowledgement. 

Days and days went by and everyday was something new from your secret admirer. 

“Your uniform is so beautiful on you…You are always so pretty, Y/n.”

“Maybe soon I will confess my love to you.” “You mean so much to me, and you don’t even know it.”

“I wish I could kiss you.”

“I will love you for eternity, Y/n..”

All signed off by your secret admirer. 

You only wished that you knew who was doing this. You wanted to know who was behind the notes, and who was making you feel so loved and appreciated, and most of all, beautiful. 

It was around ten at night when you heard rustling outside of your door, and the sound of someone messing with it. You shot up out of bed–clad in your oversized sleep shirt. Your tiger plushie clung tight to your chest.

Could that be them? 

Slowly getting up, you walked towards the door, mind racing with a million thoughts an hour. You could feel your heart rate speeding up. This is it…You were going to finally see who was leaving these notes. 

Carefully, you snuck over to your door. They were still outside, you could hear them. 

In a flash, you threw your door wide open, the note that was left taped to it flew off, and the man behind the door jumped back a million miles away.

A pale hand gripped a clothed chest, blue eyes were wide with shock as Zanka stared at your pajama-clad form. 

Fuck-...You caught him. 

“...Zanka?” Your eyes widened, you gripped the tiger close to your chest as you stared at the boy. He hung his head in shame, brown hair hanging just over his eyes. “Welp…ya caught me, huh?” He looked up, giving you a closed eyed smile as he shrugged his shoulders shyly. “...Surprise…” He let out an awkward chuckle. 

In an instant, you flung your arms around the taller boy, giggling loudly as you practically swung his body around. “YOU ARE MY SECRET ADMIRER?!” God, you sounded so happy. Zanka could melt then and there.

He laughed, steadying your swaying form as he hugged you back, one hand gently holding your lower back as he pulled you impossibly close. “If ya scream any louder, everyone’s gonna know..” he laughed.

“I’m so happy..” Zanka felt his heart speed up. “I’m so happy too, y/n…”

Slowly he looked down, staring into your eyes and smiling, nothing but love in his gaze as he pressed a gentle kiss to your nose. “I was going to reveal myself tomorrow…But, you caught me a little early.” You giggled. “You weren’t sneaky this time, mister.”

He nodded. “No, I wasn’t…You caught me so quick.” He pressed another kiss to your temple. 

“I love you, Zanka..” “I love you, Y/n..”