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  1. Rec 16

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    Tenna would blame the alcohol on his actions tonight, if bad choices weren't becoming such a running theme in his ever-spiraling life.

    [Non-canon, alternate scene to the end of Chapter 5 of Fame Rub Technique, in which Tenna and Battat fuck nasty]

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    11 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 26

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    It should've been simple.

    Tenna asks him to discard his ruined suit.

    Battat, for once in his life, isn't good at following directions.

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    09 Jul 2026

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  3. Rec 91

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    zanka unexpectedly goes into heat. jabber's there to help

    title from girlfriend by hemlocke springs

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  4. Rec 31

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    Zanka is looking for a way to entertain himself at a party he doesn't want to be at. Jabber is more than willing to be that entertainment.

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    02 Feb 2026

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    read "bush" and smiled

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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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    29 Jan 2026

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