Anxiety_Pickle



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  1. Public Bookmark 12

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    "You're up," comes a familiar voice from the side, and Follo gasps in surprise, like he's still a kid or something. The sound is strangled and he lifts his head to look at Zanka. The younger Cleaner is lounging in the visitor's chair, his elbow propped up on the bed while he offers a smile.

    Or: Follo doesn't have a guardian angel but he does have Zanka.

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    27 Nov 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 96

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    High school third-year Zanka Nijiku has no time to be balancing study, friends, his relationship with a not-quite-mad scientist, and moonlighting as a villain- but he tells himself it's worth it, especially when it's all in order to take down a company that has been sinking its teeth into the city's politics for quite some time now.

    But with the media breathing down his neck, a group of villains beginning to move, and a persistent new vigilante by the name of Nightclaw attempting to pin him down, Zanka has to tread carefully, else he risks everything falling apart.

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    21 Nov 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 44

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    Rudo squawks, “Tamsy and the Boss are WHAT?!

    Enjin goes white as a sheet. Riyo, wide-eyed, gestures furiously at her throat. Zanka hisses a rough, “Shuddup!” But the damage is done.

    The silence in the dining hall is deafening.

    Word travels fast around Cleaner HQ.

    or,

    Tamsy takes another day off. Perhaps he shouldn't have spent it with the Boss.

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    17 Nov 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 33

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    “If you had any sense of competency, you would know that we are a little more than lost,” Akutagawa scoffs. “I can neither use nor sense Rashoumon. Now, last I checked, you detectives happen to have an ability nullifier among your posse of pathetic misfits.”

    “I… also can’t feel the tiger,” Atsushi admits, looking at his hands in a conflicted confusion. “But how could Dazai-san be behind this? He’s not even here. Doesn’t he need to make physical contact to nullify abilities?”

    “The fact that Shitty Dazai ain’t here is all the more reason to be suspicious,” Chuuya says bitterly. “But the weretiger is right—to nullify abilities, there's gotta be physical contact.”

    Suddenly, the black display monitor on the wall flashes on.


    Or: I decide to beat the dead horse and write my own version of the "BSD characters watch Dazai's memories" fic idea because I could never find one that suited my personal tastes.

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    01 Nov 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 49

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    Dazai taps his pencil against the document, eyes running over the writing for the umpteenth time when a knock at the door draws him from his reverie. He hesitates, waiting seated at the table until the knock comes again, this time harder. "Please let this assassin be weapon-based. I don’t want to nullify an ability if it’s meant to kill me." Dazai rises from the table, dressed in nothing but his pyjamas and bandages, and crosses the distance of his penthouse to pull open the front door.

    Chuuya cocks a brow. He swings the crowbar at his feet to hold over his shoulder. “You free?”

    // late night adventures with soukoku

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    25 Oct 2025