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  1. Rec *

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    “Hey sexy,” Enjin greets.

    Gris pulls a shirt from the dryer, shakes it once and lays it in the basket tucked under his arm.

    “No.”

    Enjin pouts as he leans against the doorway, his shoulders spanning most of the frame.

    “You don’t even know what I’m going to ask.”

    “And I don’t need to know,” Gris says patiently, smiling as Enjin further smooshes his lips in a pout. “It’s the first Friday of the month, and you want me to race Sheila. No.”

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    26 Jun 2026

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    the only engris fanfic of all time

  2. Public Bookmark 16

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    Composure is a fickle thing, and Zanka finds himself realizing that control comes in several forms.

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    26 Jun 2026

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    He’s never hard by the end of their fights the way Jabber is. He doesn’t get off on pain and exertion and humiliation the way the Raider does. He’s not the one who stays revved and ready to go (Jabber’s words), approaching every battle as his next fix.

    No, what gets Zanka off is the momentary shudder of submission that runs down Jabber’s spine when he’s pinned beneath the Cleaner. The way that crazed look in his eyes gets a little more focused, like he’s finally aware that consequences are around the corner.

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    Zanka fucks Jabber in the rubble of yet another battle of theirs. No matter how hard he tries to make Jabber hate it, he always hates it even more.

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    24 Jun 2026

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    “What, you gonna call daddy to come beat me up?” Dreads mocks him, sticking out his bottom lip in an exaggerated pout.

    Zanka feels the anger bubble up inside him at the comment, hot and cloying as it courses through his veins—and decides he needs to go home, right now, or someone’s getting punched. “Fuck you. I’m leavin’.” Then he turns on his heel to march to the back door of August’s house.

    “Yeah, call your limo, pretty boy!”

    Okay. That’s enough.

    Zanka turns back around, cocks his arm back, and decks the guy in the face.

    Or, alternatively: How the meet-ugly of the goddamn century catapults newly broke college student Zanka Nijiku head-fucking-first into the strangest, weirdest, most evilly convoluted situationship of his life.

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    23 Jun 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    i want to carve this into a brick and throw it at my head i want to run and jump everywhere like a freak i love this zanka jabber you’re so cute

  5. Public Bookmark 29

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    During an impromptu fight on the outskirts of a ghost town, Jabber discovers just how much of a freak Zanka really is

    Or:

    janka omorashi

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    15 Jun 2026