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My third entry for #EnzanDay2026 day 6 - Age Difference and also to celebrate Pocky Day!
Zanka's never played Pocky Game. Enjin's gotta fix that.
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My second entry for #EnzanDay2026 day 2 - "You look ___ in those." (โ ย โ ๊โ แดโ ๊โ )
Enjin catches on Zanka wearing his clothes.
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Little angel
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GACHIAKUTA - Zanka ๐ฉต x Enjin ๐
Enjin: "Something on your mind, Zanka?"
Zanka: "No."
Enjin: "Then why are you looking at me like that?"
Zanka: "Just making sure you're paying attention."
Enjin: "Heh. Always am."
Zanka: @toru_miya
Enjin: me
#cosplay #gachiakutafandom #enzn
Is it Goka or what are you talking about, Zanka?
Zanka: @toru_miya
Enjin: Me (Big bro in question)
#cosplay
#enjincosplay
#zankacosplay
#gachiakutacosplayer
#enzn
#Enzn but make it Enjin in 50s with Zanka's in his 40s.
Zanka is standing in the open legs of Enjin. Enjin looks up as Zanka cradles his face, fingers thoughtfully tracing the wrinkles on the corner of Enjin's eyes, while Enjin gives him a teasing smile and jokes, "Sorry, you're married to an old man like me, Zan."
But Zanka merely kisses the wrinkles, lips lingering there for a while before he kisses Enjin's forehead. The wrinkles smoothened but never really gone. That would be him in a decade for now. And by then, Enjin will probably still call him the most beautiful man all over the whole Ground.
Something just doesn't change.
"Unfortunately, marriage certificate is unrefundable," Zanka chuckles, then proceeds to laugh when Enjin pouts and pinches his waist. Zanka cradles Enjin's face again, marvelling at the fact that what was a young, handsome man has turned into even more mature, charming man.
Years and decades, but those familiar sparks in the amber of Enjin's eyes haven't never gone dull.
Everything's changing, but something just stays still, remains the same.
"At least," Zanka starts, when Enjin wraps his arms around him even tighter. "I get to be with my old man for the rest of my life."
This is my first entry for #EnzanDay2026 (organized by beloved @zanameisink) I'm only using half of the prompt that is Red โฅ๏ธ
Zanka is just preparing himself for a mission, Enjin discovers something about himself.
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๐๏ธ https://t.co/kCggzgy3Q8
#Enzn (1/2)
Enjin's first reflex is to turn around.
Technically, this motel room is his own room until the time being, his personal space too. He doesn't have to be so jumpy when he's in it.
Except, he's not alone.
Enjin has gone to shower first with good faith: he's quick. By showering first, he gets to prepare the bed and sets up the mood, he would be damned if anyone ever feels unwelcomed when Enjin invites them over.
Tonight, he has miscalculated.
"Sorry!" He yelps automatically, pulling the towel over his head down. Guilt doesn't take long to override the shame. He truly doesn't mean to walk on Zanka, casually sitting on his bed, already taking off his uniform.
"That's alright," Zanka responds. "It's not like you haven't seen me naked, before."
Well... that's very true and Enjin can't argue with that.
But, it's different. He always sees Zanka naked with explicit permission, the opportunity doesn't present itself for Enjin to just take it. It's something gifted to him, by Zanka.
"Still," Enjin grabs his towel down even harder. "I can wait in the bathroom if youโ"
He doesn't get to finish his sentence when Zanka sighs. He recognizes that sigh, it's the kind that Zanka makes when he feels a huge relief, when he thinks everything will go wrong, but it ends up alright.
Enjin doesn't want to assume, and yet.
"I was hoping, you could help me." Enjin freezes at that, he tries to recall if he misses any irony in his voice, but all he hears is genuine offer. "If you want."
Enjin quickly answers. "Of course, Zanzan, that will be an honor."
Zanka chuckles, and the delightful little sound convinces Enjin that Zanka doesn't do this for him. That it's not like Zanka is caving in to Enjin like he usually does. There's a certain intimacy ever present in this room, somehow brimmed with trust.
When Enjin says, it's an honor, he really means it.
"What can I do?" He spins around and goes to sit next to Zanka on the bed, hands fiddling nervously on the towel that now has slid down to his shoulder. The younger one gives him a reassuring smile which is ridiculous now that Enjin thinks about it, like this is about him, instead of Zanka.
Zanka who allows him to watch him unbinding his chest for the first time.
It's not like they don't get naked around each other. They do. But, Zanka is always self-conscious when he puts on or takes off his chest binder. He has said, that it feels like an ugly process of turning from someone he doesn't recognize, into someone he always aims to be.
It breaks Enjin's heart, that Zanka's greatest enemy is himself. Zanka can get into an epic battle with Trash Beasts and the Raiders all at once, but the war he can never win is within himself, with his own vessel.
It breaks Enjin's heart, that Zanka has never allowed himself to be defeated, but sometimes Zanma feels like he can never claim a victory over himself.
Zanka knows firsthand, how the great defeat feels like. When people he thinks would love him for who he truly is, won't even spare him a glance. Zanka might not be able to run from himself, but he would be damned if he didn't run from his own family.
At least, Enjin found him and he got to show Zanka how wonderful he is, for who he is. He will never get bored to say that there's no one who can rival Zanka's beauty, Zanka's shine.
This close, he always forgets how radiant Zanka is.
"You're sure about this, though?" Enjin looks away again, giving a chance for Zanka to back out if he's really not into it. What matters most is Zanka's comfort, and Enjin doesn't want Zanka to force himself to do this for his sake.
"Never this sure," Zanka says. There's a faint cheekiness in his voice that makes Enjin relax just a bit. Zanka doesn't feel pressured, Zanka doesn't feel like someone points a gun at him to do this.
Enjin returns his gaze to Zanka and the younger is looking at him with those captivating azure of his. The smile softens the hard edge that Zanka often exhibits like a shield.
#enzn THIS IS ABSOLUTE CINEMA HOLYSHIT
the build up is sooooo ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ this feels so real holyfukkkk thank you for wonderful work again AHHHHH
#enzn (1/3)
Enjin doesn't think that he's afraid of dying. He has long embraced the fact that death is not something be scared of; if it happens, it happens. It's not like he doesn't do anything to prevent it, it's not like he doesn't try to survive, first. He does, damn it. He tries his hardest. But if Fate has her own hand on his life, what can he say?
"Don't you fucking dare."
The words suddenly echo in his head. Enjin still remembers them, down to the tone, down to the rib-breaking hug that made him hard to breathe. The curse was rare too, accentuating the fury. Maybe, that's why Enjin can so easily conjure the image, like it just happens, yesterday.
Zanka finally breaks down and lets his heart bleed.
Well, Enjin would say, it's not like he's the only one bleeding then.
Enjin doesn't think that he's afraid of dying. Gambling your life comes with the job, even the greatest Cleaner's safety isn't guaranteed. There's always a risk of something going wrong, of something taking an unexpected turn.
Enjin knows it way too well.
Still, it doesn't stop him from trying to minimize them. He goes out for a mission, always with the hopes of coming back in one piece. Safe and sound. He can be so badly injured, he can be dying tooโbut at least, he get to come home. Eishia and even Dr. Alice will always have remedy for everything, after all.
This time, Enjin isn't sure. For the first time in his life, he has doubts that he will make it out alive.
This is a mission of four, with Follo, Riyo, and Tomme. They've been fighting the Trash Beasts who lives underground that is according to the villagers are sucking down the ground and swallowing everything above them. Enjin had anticipated everything, when he told the team to combing the area where the Trash Beasts may reside, he had thought that they would be capable enough to fight.
His calculation missed by a mile.
Riyo gets knocked out and badly injured, Tomme's leg is possible broken, and Follo is trapped under the rubble that the Trash Beasts had caused during the fight.
Enjin is no better. The Trash Beast managed to rip his shoulder, rendered his right arm almost useless. He doesn't stop bleeding and he has the feelings that the blood loss would probably get to him before the Trash Beasts do. Still, he does the best to keep them from getting any closer. It's a good thing that Umbreaker still functions as wonderfully, but it seems that his jinki can sense that Enjin isn't in the best shape to handle him.
He should active the Octa-shredder and drive into the Trash Beasts, but the injury gets in the way and he ends up getting thrown around.
That is, however, when he sees the way out of this.
"Tomme!" Enjin tells, to get both the Trash Beast's attention and Tomme herself. "I'm gonna use myself as bait, luring them to chase after me."
Tomme widens her eyes.
"I've already called Semiu for backup, so helps should be waiting for us, up there," Enjin swings his Umbreaker, pulling the every head to his direction. The said call had happened almost one hour ago, his Choker can barely work underground. He can only hope. He had to trust Semiu. "You go take care of Riyo and rescue Follo, okay!"
Tomme doesn't look relieved at all. "Enjinโ"
Enjin doesn't think that he's afraid of dying. He has long embraced the fact that death is not something be scared of, if it happens, it happens. It's not like he doesn't do anything to prevent it, it's not like he doesn't try to survive, first. He does, damn it. He tries his hardest. But if Fate has her own hand on his life, what can he say?
"I'm gonna try my best to come back alive," Enjin grins, hoping it eases the Supporter.
"But, in case I don'tโ" Enjin hesitates, they say what comes out of your mouth is what dooms you. But Enjin can't go on without saying anything, he can't just march into potential death without leaving any message.
If he can make any wish, then it would be Tomme, Riyo, and Follo getting out of here alive; so they can
Zanka: Is there a particular reason why Umbreaker is open? Is it going to rain?
Enjin: Noโฆ But maybe I just want everyone to see how much I love you
#enzn #enzan #enjin #ZankaNijiku
#enzn (1/3)
Enjin doesn't think that he's afraid of dying. He has long embraced the fact that death is not something be scared of; if it happens, it happens. It's not like he doesn't do anything to prevent it, it's not like he doesn't try to survive, first. He does, damn it. He tries his hardest. But if Fate has her own hand on his life, what can he say?
"Don't you fucking dare."
The words suddenly echo in his head. Enjin still remembers them, down to the tone, down to the rib-breaking hug that made him hard to breathe. The curse was rare too, accentuating the fury. Maybe, that's why Enjin can so easily conjure the image, like it just happens, yesterday.
Zanka finally breaks down and lets his heart bleed.
Well, Enjin would say, it's not like he's the only one bleeding then.
Enjin doesn't think that he's afraid of dying. Gambling your life comes with the job, even the greatest Cleaner's safety isn't guaranteed. There's always a risk of something going wrong, of something taking an unexpected turn.
Enjin knows it way too well.
Still, it doesn't stop him from trying to minimize them. He goes out for a mission, always with the hopes of coming back in one piece. Safe and sound. He can be so badly injured, he can be dying tooโbut at least, he get to come home. Eishia and even Dr. Alice will always have remedy for everything, after all.
This time, Enjin isn't sure. For the first time in his life, he has doubts that he will make it out alive.
This is a mission of four, with Follo, Riyo, and Tomme. They've been fighting the Trash Beasts who lives underground that is according to the villagers are sucking down the ground and swallowing everything above them. Enjin had anticipated everything, when he told the team to combing the area where the Trash Beasts may reside, he had thought that they would be capable enough to fight.
His calculation missed by a mile.
Riyo gets knocked out and badly injured, Tomme's leg is possible broken, and Follo is trapped under the rubble that the Trash Beasts had caused during the fight.
Enjin is no better. The Trash Beast managed to rip his shoulder, rendered his right arm almost useless. He doesn't stop bleeding and he has the feelings that the blood loss would probably get to him before the Trash Beasts do. Still, he does the best to keep them from getting any closer. It's a good thing that Umbreaker still functions as wonderfully, but it seems that his jinki can sense that Enjin isn't in the best shape to handle him.
He should active the Octa-shredder and drive into the Trash Beasts, but the injury gets in the way and he ends up getting thrown around.
That is, however, when he sees the way out of this.
"Tomme!" Enjin tells, to get both the Trash Beast's attention and Tomme herself. "I'm gonna use myself as bait, luring them to chase after me."
Tomme widens her eyes.
"I've already called Semiu for backup, so helps should be waiting for us, up there," Enjin swings his Umbreaker, pulling the every head to his direction. The said call had happened almost one hour ago, his Choker can barely work underground. He can only hope. He had to trust Semiu. "You go take care of Riyo and rescue Follo, okay!"
Tomme doesn't look relieved at all. "Enjinโ"
Enjin doesn't think that he's afraid of dying. He has long embraced the fact that death is not something be scared of, if it happens, it happens. It's not like he doesn't do anything to prevent it, it's not like he doesn't try to survive, first. He does, damn it. He tries his hardest. But if Fate has her own hand on his life, what can he say?
"I'm gonna try my best to come back alive," Enjin grins, hoping it eases the Supporter.
"But, in case I don'tโ" Enjin hesitates, they say what comes out of your mouth is what dooms you. But Enjin can't go on without saying anything, he can't just march into potential death without leaving any message.
If he can make any wish, then it would be Tomme, Riyo, and Follo getting out of here alive; so they can
@belindarimbi13 "You save my life once, this time, let me save you" said zanka
I made this as a freebie for last weekโs event, so I thought Iโd share it here too #enzn
#enzn 1/2
It's one of those nights when Enjin and Zanka are content of doing nothing and just drowning in each other's presence.
Well, not exactly nothing.
Zanka is immersing himself in another book he borrows from Tomme, this time, it's about the anatomy of Trash Beast and how the author manages to dissect so many types of Trash Beasts ruins to understand how they operate.
While Enjin is content of having the smaller man in in front of his chest, acting like he's a chair for Zanka to lean on. Once in a while, he'll nuzzle Zanka's neck, inhaling the perfect combination of clean soap and his lavender incense, as Zanka tilts his head to give him easier access.
"So, hear this," Zanka says, flipping the page. Enjin's arms that wrap Zanka's contract for a long second, before they relax and let Zanka move in their confinement. "Me and Tamsy get to see this worm-like Trash Beast couple missions ago and turns out our guess is right, it does multiply when you try to slash it into two. I knew, I counted it right! There were too many after a while."
Enjin hums against the open skin of Zanka's shoulder. Zanka is wearing one of his old shirt, the one that the collar keeps slipping off his shoulder and the hem falls way too long up to above his knee, but he claimed it just fits him. Enjin wouldn't argue with that. Zanka does look good in his clothes.
"Hey, Zanzan," Enjin peeks over the shoulder to the pages that Zanka keeps open on his lap. There's an illustration of the said Trash Beasts Zanka has just told him about.
The question arises without much thoughts.
"Would you still love me if I was worm?"
Zanka's first reaction is silent, before it's followed by amused snort. He turns his head slightly, so he can look at Enjin who now has his chin perched on his shoulder.
The younger doesn't say anything for a while, just stare at him like with funny expression like he expects Enjin to grin, but Enjin schools his face into the most serious one he has ever had.
"Maybe no," Zanka answers, before he returns his attention to his book almost immediately.
Enjin's arms slip past Zanka's to his lean but toned middle, hugging the younger like a petulant child acting clingy towards his mother.
"Why?" He whines rather loud.
Zanka continues to read his book, thumb caressing the yellowing paper. "Because it's just pathetic."
Enjin pouts, eyebrows knitted themselves as he prepares to act absolutely not his age, because Zanka is being mean to him. Maybe he'll pester Zanka into giving him the answer he wants. Maybe he'll keep whining until Zanka is done with him. Enjin isn't above being annoying to get what he wants, after all.
However, before he can do any of that, Zanka flips his page and continues to speak.
"I mean, imagine, pining over a worm. A worm who attracts so many other worms, who's surrounded by great worms and alike. A worm that probably is quite popular among the worms nation and has other worms want him for themselves."
Enjin blinks, clearly doesn't expect the answer.
"So, no," Zanka says. "Building a terrarium and picking up the worm so he can live with me feels rather selfish, than setting him free so that he has better life with his worm friends."
Enjin blinks again.
"Realistically, though, I would bombard you with questions about how come you can be turned into worm in the first place, even if we won't understand each other."
The answer is met with a silence, Enjin is still trying to process their weird conversation started by his stupid question. It wasn't much a conversation with Zanka expressing his opinion while Enjin dropping his jaw and attempting to make sense of the situation.
"Finally, some peace," Zanka lets out a long sigh, leaning back to Enjin, completely unbothered that Enjin hadn't said anything back to him. "Now, that's a good worm."
That breaks through, Enjin tightens his hug, pulling Zanka even closer to his chest as he whispers behind his ear.
"Ask me back."
Zanka pushes Enjin's face away.
@belindarimbi13 โWould you still love me if I was a wormโ but itโs Enjin asking
#Enzn (1/2)
It doesn't take a genius to guess that Zanka is mad. Furious, even. He doesn't yell, he doesn't shout, he doesn't even raise his voice. But the silence that he lets to stretch is enough tell.
Zanka tends to be silent, when he's angry.
And Enjin, the idiot that he is, just can't stand the absence of sound between them.
"You see, how they maneuver? I don't think, I've seen anything like that. They move in almost synchronized motion, which makes it predictable but also hard to get through," Enjin continues to chirp away, as Zanka rummages through their first aid kit. "Definitely gonna need Tomme to identify this variant. I think she would be delighted that this kind doesn't just move like a pack, but also impenetrable shield."
Enjin has half-hoped that Zanka will just shove the alcohol and the bandage to his hand and leave him be, but he's apparently wrong. Zanka carefully cups Enjin's face, combs his blond hair back to reveal the long slashed scar just above his eyebrows. It stings, but it doesn't hurt as much as it looks. The blood has dried and it starts making him feel uncomfortable, but Enjin has it worse.
This is nothing to him.
Zanka dabs the alcohol to the cotton to clean the skin. Enjin bites his lips, trying to not wince, because that would be embarrassing, though Zanka would be the last person to ever judge him if he ever does. The younger Cleaner treats his wound almost too efficiently, Enjin won't be surprised that he has special training with Eishia for emergency situation like this. It doesn't take long, before he applies ointment (it burns like hell) and he puts a gauze over it, tapping it with plaster to keep it still.
Even after he's done, he doesn't say the word, while Enjin keeps filling the silence between them with more garbled words. Zanka quietly bandages his wrist, doesn't accept nor refuse when Enjin offers to treat him back, and just proceeds to do it himself.
"Okay," Enjin sighs. "Spit it out, Zanzan, you're mad at me."
Zanka doesn't respond.
"Why?" Enjin cracks his knuckles. "Is it because I shield you when those Trash Beasts aim for you? Is it because I take your momentum and try to save you?"
Enjin knows, Zanka hates it when people interfere in his fights, but Enjin is experienced enough to know that Zanka needs help and Enjin's in the position to give him a hand. Not so much hand, when Enjin practically throws himself in front of him and lets the giant pile of trash, well... trashing him around.
"But you see, we're good! Mission's complete, you are intact, I am intactโ"
"I told you, I don't want you to throwing yourself to protect me, Enjin," Zanka doesn't look at him, when he eventually opens his mouth. "I'm not some rookie that needs to be monitored and be saved every time we're in a mission."
Enjin's right, of course he is.
"I don't need nor want you to sacrifice yourself for my sake."
Zanka looks like he's expecting a battle of arguments, but that's not what Enjin is about to give him. Instead, he reaches for the younger, pulling him closer by his waist. Zanka goes rigid at his touch, but he hesitantly let himself be pulled until they're side by side on the rumble of the building where they are sitting on.
"You're the best Giver around here, Zanka, probably also one of the best Cleaner I've ever known. As your mentor, I'm confident of that. I trust you to handle the situation, I trust you to get everything under your control. You can even face those Trash Beasts all by yourself and beat them all. I don't doubt it," Enjin says. Zanka turns his head, only to give him a frown that telling him, then why don't you let me?
Enjin chuckles at his expression before he gets serious again.
"But sometimes, I can't help it." He inhales deeply. "It's hard to keep down your protective instinct, when someone you care about is in danger."
Zanka blinks, his azure are blanks like he can't quite comprehend what Enjin had just said.
@belindarimbi13 Zanka treats Enjin's wounds.
#Enzn Omegaverse (1/2)
Zanka hates to be like this. He doesn't want to be like this, but sometimes he just can't help it.
It shouldn't weigh his thought this much, and yet, he can't stop thinking about it. He can't make himself to just forget and forgive. Because there's nothing to forgive, so it shouldn't be anything to forget.
He and Enjin had just ran the errands together. His Alpha had offered to go by himself and let him rest, but Zanka was bored and it wasn't like going around for walk would hurt him. He needed to get a fresh air, he missed going out with Enjin.
It's short trip to the nearest supermarket. There wasn't many place like that in the Ground, and Zanka usually doesn't favor himself of going, unless it's absolutely necessary. But the thought of walking through the aisles, strolling around with the cart, it was somehow exciting now.
It feels like domestic.
Semiu had given them the list to buy for everyone in the HQ, and Zanka found the duty of holding the list and being with Enjin to get them to be very fun experience. Enjin was careful to not let Zanka tire himself, always having one arm ready behind his back, like his pregnant Omega was at risk of falling. Zanka usually disliked to be coddled, but he liked the protectiveness that Enjin exhibited.
Every once in a while, Enjin would stop and ask whether Zanka would take a break, and Zanka would roll his eyes, pushing the cart with almost too stubborn, "Yes, Enjin, I'm not that weak."
It wasn't until they were in the laundry and cleaning section, that Zanka remembered why he disliked to shop here.
There was always a shopkeeper who flirted with the customer. Zanka used to be non-exception because he wore scentblocker and nobody could tell, that he was Omega.
He was just standing before rows of cleaning product when Enjin's choker beeped.
"Shit, this is Corvus," he said, Zanka waved him off, telling him that it's okay for Enjin to take the call. Enjin nodded before he went to the end of the aisle where it was less crowded to answer his choker.
Zanka was so busy reading the labels of the cleaning product, he almost missed the way a woman approaching Enjin and apparently holding him back from returning to Zanka.
This woman was pretty, brunette with bright red lipstick, and the uniform that accentuates her body. Zanka could see that Enjin maintained his distance, but the woman just kept getting closer. He said something and turned to wave his hand to Zanka, and the woman followed his gaze, eyes squinting like she disliked the development of the situation.
Zanka hates to be like this. He doesn't want to be like this, but sometimes he just can't help it.
He strolled the cart to Enjin and smiled, greeting them. But the woman merely gave him a glance over before completely ignored him. Enjin had to tell how uncomfortable Zanka was, because he quickly excused himself, wrapping his arm behind Zanka's waist, guiding him out of the aisle.
That was two hours ago.
His mood is entirely ruined, he doesn't talk much on their way back, and he doesn't even wait for Enjin after Enjin finishes unloading their groceries and letting Semiu to take over.
"Zanka," Enjin calls, once he catches up to him and joins him on their bed. "Hey, you're okay?"
Zanka never doubts that his Alpha loves him, he never doubts that his Alpha won't ever betray him, he never has any second guess when it comes to how much Enjin cherishes him.
Zanka hates to be like this. He doesn't want to be like this, but sometimes he just can't help it.
"Am I ugly?" The words escape his mouth.
Enjin blinks. "What?"
Zanka looks down at his pregnant belly, having twins mean he gets bigger even if it's just half through his pregnancy. He loves his soon-to-be-pups, he would do anything for them, butโ
"I'm fat," Zanka mutters. "Unlike that lady."
It takes a moment for Enjin to make sense of his words, before he takes Zanka's hand and intertwined their hands. Zanka looks away, when Enjin tilts his head
@belindarimbi13 ยซย Zanka would you let me love you?ย ยป
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