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    Zanka knew that carrying out a relationship with a Raider as a Cleaner would be complicated. He knew he'd have to be careful. More than careful. He'd have to be perfect- no matter what, no one could find out about the truth. Not when he knew what the consequences would be.

    Naturally, he slips up anyways, accidentally mentioning Jabber's name at HQ, and it’s all over.

    Except its not. Because there's good news and bad news.

    The good news was that Zanka hadn't actually said Jabber's name. Instead, he'd said a nickname. A nickname that nobody knew referred to Jabber.

    The bad news was that now all the Cleaners thought that Zanka had a girlfriend named Abby, and if he wanted to keep his job, his family, and his relationship with Jabber, he was going to have to keep up the charade.

    What could go wrong?

    (Spoiler Alert: Everything. Everything goes wrong.)

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    28 May 2026

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    Jinshi comes to visit Maomao with a question he's been dying to ask. Maomao makes a bold assumption as to what that question is, leaving them both flustered and forced to finally communicate their feelings for each other.

     

    Set directly after the events of season 2 of the anime (not compliant with light novels after book 4. I'm only on volume 5 now DON'T SPOIL ME this fic is solely in the anime universe)

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    18 Apr 2026

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    It was barely dawn when the phone rang, slicing through the fog of Chuuya’s sleep. He didn’t know why he sat up immediately, why something deep inside him leapt awake with a jolt of unease. There was a tug in his gut, cold and insistent, warning him that something was wrong, that he needed to pay attention.

    He answered before he could think.

    Mori’s voice came through, precise and cutting, each word falling like shards of ice. “As of last night, Dazai Osamu has left the Port Mafia of his own volition.”

    Chuuya’s lips parted, but no sound escaped.

    Dazai... left the Port Mafia?

    Left him?

    It felt like someone had poured a bucket of freezing water over his head.

     

    [or: a fic in which Dazai plays the terrible game of hide-and-seek and they both suffer

    aka Nakahara Chuuya's Guide to Hiding a Traitor]

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    11 Apr 2026

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    When the Armed Detective Agency first recruited their newest member, Dazai Osamu, they had no idea what kind of trouble they were inviting through their doors. On paper, he looked like the perfect addition—brilliant, sharp-minded, and exactly the kind of detective the Agency could be proud of.

    In practice, however, Dazai quickly proved himself to be nothing short of a living nightmare. The first week alone had proven that.

    Dazai Osamu was a menace. He was insufferable, a total nuisance, a walking migraine in human form.

    His boyfriend, on the other hand, was an absolute sweetheart.

    (or Chuuya bakes and wins hearts at the ADA)

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    10 Apr 2026

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    “You’re not a bird, Sunday,” Mr Yang breaks the silence. Sunday’s eyes flick to him just in time to see him shake his head, his brow furrowed. “Nor are you flightless.”

    “Aren’t I?” he retorts. It’s too late to back out now that he’s started the conversation, now that he’s laying himself bare in front of the one person he respects most on this train. “What is it that differentiates me from an injured dove, Mr. Yang? My body might be fine, but to say the same of my mind –”

    “You’re not an injured dove either,” Mr. Yang cuts in, firm. Final. His gaze lifts from the tea, eyes blazing with something Sunday can’t name. “And even if you were, you would’ve gotten better with help.”

    Or: Five times Sunday floundered while trying to find his place on the Astral Express and the one time he felt right at home.

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    25 Feb 2026