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Spoilers for Gachiakuta Manga!
“Whoda thought rage baitin’ you outta that well would mean finding the perfect sadist for myself?”
“Don’t call me that.”
“Stop denying the truth. It’s just us—and it ain’t like I’m gonna judge ya, man.”
Enjin isn’t the reason Zanka crawls out of that well he’d dropped himself into. A pain loving freak is.
Or, a what if scenario where Jabber finds Zanka first, and how it changes them both.
Edit: Russian translation for this fic is now available, done by gienamnogolikaya! Thank you for offering to translate <3
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'Larkspur' and related angiosperms. Please take caution when perusing the Poison Garden: these flowering plants are lovely to behold when in bloom, but have the potential to be rather deadly.
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Hew Your Heart on a Hemlock Limb by Anonymous
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
30 Sep 2025
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In another life, Zanka Nijiku was dragged out from the well on his ear by his sister, hissed at to shape up, not be an embarrassment, fall back into line, pick a real weapon. He and Hyo were from two different worlds. Zanka had the educational background. The pedigree. Hyo was a quality tool fished from the junk heap by pure coincidence. Five years, she sneered, this would barely be a blip on his radar.
Two years passed. A certain member of the Hell Guard, having gained remarkable insight into the art of human harm, broke rank, and, after finding new management, a lot of people’s bones.
In another life, Jabber Wonger bore witness to an angel and followed its scent to the Headquarters of those who hunted the Trash Beasts. While tangling with the Trash Beasts like a kitten with yarn, making passive observation of the polluted zones, and getting blood drawn regularly for his frankly horrifying varieties of antibodies, Jabber watched Tamsy Caines, and waited.
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"When a new priest comes into town, Sheriff Hassan is rightfully wary. But Father Paul is a difficult man to ignore: charismatic, kind eyed, with a thick head of hair that looks just as dark in the sun as it does in the nighttime -- more importantly, the man is a mystery. If Hassan keeps an eye on the priest, surely there’s nothing but old police instincts to blame."
In which Sheriff Hassan tackles first impressions, shitty cars, stolen glances, and startling revelations about the stranger at St. Patrick's.
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