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“So,” Quackity finally spoke, straightening and pushing off from the table, dark hair falling slightly into his eyes, framing a face that seemed to blend curiosity with a faintly provocative smile, “when are you finally going to do something? The things you do when no one’s watching?”
Multi froze. Literally. His eyes widened slightly, the sheet in his hand bending under the pressure of fingers that automatically clenched tighter. For a moment, absolute silence reigned, as if time in the laboratory had stopped.
“…What do you mean?” he asked calmly, almost too calmly, his voice cold, measured, masking the sudden rush of adrenaline in his veins.
Quackity shrugged, taking a slight step to the side, moving slowly along the table, observing every motion of Multi.
“You know,” he murmured, smiling faintly, “what you really do.”
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Ewron, for fun, blocks the reactor door, leaving Multi and Quackity inside. Together, they come to some conclusions.
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10 May 2026
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When the hot bastard in your base is a gaslighter, you either add fire to the fuel, or get burned in the process
Or,
Tomme will never, ever, fall for Tamsy Caines, even if she wants to.
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06 Jan 2026
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Rushing August never really ends well... Zanka gets forced into a temporary new outfit, plays dress-up with his jewelry, and Jabber takes a very vested interest at the end of it all
i.e: this was supposed to be a drabble based off fanart that I MADE and then it wasn't, what do you want from me
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02 Jan 2026
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Don't pick up the pieces (just leave them for now) by Snufflefluck
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
08 Jan 2026
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Coming to a decision, he steps closer, stooping down to wrap his arms around Jabber’s knees and lifting the raider in one swift motion, throwing him over his shoulder before he begins stalking off. Jabber makes a weird, indecipherable sound as he’s heaved upward, something that might have been an excited squeal.
“Whoa!” He yelps, flailing a bit as he tries to look at Zanka, despite the awkward positioning. “Where are you taking me, Zan-Zan?” He couldn’t sound more excited about this development if he tried, and the thought has Zanka snorting quietly to himself.
“Somewhere we can battle, obviously. I’m not fightin’ ya outside a’ cleaner HQ.”
“Why not? You afraid of havin’ a little audience? Or is it that you don’t want them to watch the way we fight?” The raider’s voice glides down Zanka’s spine, slow like syrup, and he says the word ‘fight’ as if it meant ‘fuck’, which promptly empties Zanka’s mind of nearly all its thoughts.
Or, five times Zanka picks up Jabber, and one time something comes of it.
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31 Dec 2025
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While contemplating the universe and a little high, Jabber sees his presumed-nonchalant roommate unravel at the seams, and maybe falls in love.
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30 Dec 2025