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    The agency has only hears of the elusive Poe when Ranpo is going to hang out with him when his off a case, so this is a few stories of them interacting with the man himself.

    (Basically Edgar Allan Poe being a badass for 6 chapters.)

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    26 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 4

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    A short battle between a Raider and a Cleaner and the permanence of soft affection.

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    26 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 83

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    Zanka, he never consciously decided to build a lifestyle around. The sweet saccharine of his strength attracted people like him. Before he knew it, he yearned for the unleashed force of Zanka -- the brutality he was flashed with when his teeth latched onto Mankira, like a kiss straight to Jabber’s soul, threatening to ruin all he had. Even now, it sent tingles down his spine despite the outcome of that fight. The kiss had no tongue, no lip. Just violence, with vengeful blue eyes locked onto his face.

    He’d drool if he was able to open his mouth without retching. In fact, the only reason why Zanka was on his mind right now was because he was similarly sprawled out less than 5 feet away from Jabber.

     

    ( Jabber needs Zanka to destroy him on the outside, but he seems insistent on ripping him up inside first. )

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  4. Public Bookmark 41

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    He was honestly expecting Zanka to bash his head in with his staff. But what he wants from him is a fight, isn’t it? He doesn’t just want to win; he wants to prove himself. They are the same after all. Jabber would say that to his face over a cup of mutual ass-kicking, but he couldn’t do so much as suck the saliva back in his mouth at the moment.

    Zanka lifted his head off of his staff and made a face down at Jabber. He let out a heavy sigh before tucking his weapon behind a strap on his back. Next thing Jabber knew, he was being scraped off the floor and folded up in Zanka’s arms.

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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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