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[pearlsephoni]

Shinkane Week 2022, Day 3: Humility

Can also be read on AO3!

Rating: G

Fandom: Psycho-Pass

Pairing: Shinkane (Kogami/Akane)

Characters: Akane Tsunemori, Shinya Kogami

Word Count: 1,282

Summary: After years of knowing each other, there are still some hidden talents left to be revealed.

A/N: Written for @shinkaneweek! Further author’s notes can be read on AO3.

“Wow, I’m hungry.”

Kogami looked down at her with a small grin and a bemused wrinkle to his eye. “I would hope so, if we’re getting lunch.”

“I know, but it just hit me extra strong.” As though on cue, Akane’s stomach grumbled, bringing a flush to her cheeks and a broader smile to his lips.

“And what are you craving today, Inspector?”

“Don’t call me that.” The response was instinctive more than anything at that point—he’d never stop using the title, even if its meaning had gone from overly-strict observance of work ranking, to a fond tease. “Isn’t it your turn to choose?”

“Mm…a new place just opened with crepes. It’s over by the park.” His smile warmed at her wide, interested eyes. “Shall we?”

Curse him and his knowledge of her sweet tooth. Despite knowing he suggested it because it was something she’d be interested in, Akane couldn’t resist the chance to try some crepes. She could only muster narrowed eyes of suspicion at his mischievous smile and let him lead the way.

The food stalls at the edge of the park were their favorite places to get lunch when the weather was nice enough. With how rarely they could get lunch together, they still hadn’t been able to try all of the new stalls.

But Kogami walked past the ones they’d been wanting to try, including the Thai stall he’d been eyeing for a while, only stopping in front of the crepe stall. The warm scent of chocolate and strawberries made Akane’s mouth water, even as she eyed Kogami doubtfully. “Shinya, are you sure?”

“Absolutely.” He met her skeptical gaze with an easy grin, until she sighed in defeat.

“Alright. But I’m paying.”

“Akane—”

“My treat!” She pulled up her card on her comm before he could stop her. “What do you want?”

With that, she shooed him off to wait for her at their favorite bench while she ordered his savory crepe and her sweet strawberry crepe. The delicious scent of batter being spread over the pan and the fillings being warmed in the freshly-cooked dough made an excited smile spread over her face as she waited in line, and it ended up coaxing a matching smile from the worker taking her order.

By the time she accepted the finished crepes and made her back to Kogami, her mouth was watering, eager and ready for the sweet treat she held.

Then she saw Kogami, and she stumbled to a stop.

She’d been expecting to see him lost in thought, or checking a message, or even just watching her at the food truck.

But he was doing none of those things. His attention was entirely focused on a ginger cat rubbing itself on his leg.

Stray animals were rare in the city, especially outside of the Sibyl black zones. Any that were spotted were usually reported and caught to be put into a rescue. Kogami clearly wasn’t planning on doing anything of the sort. He was perfectly happy offering up his fingers for the cat to sniff and direct under its chin.

“Hey, little one,” Akane could just hear him murmur, “where’d you come from?” The cat let out a croaky meow, before going back to rubbing its cheeks against Kogami’s fingers. Akane couldn’t hear any other sounds from the cat, but Kogami quietly commented, “Oh, someone’s happy. Someone’s purry, hm?”

Shinya Kogami, former Inspector and Enforcer, pursued guerilla warrior, now part of Hanashiro’s most carefully-selected crew of detectives and officers…was baby-talking to a cat. The happiest cat Akane had ever seen, at that.

The cat meowed and sniffed at the air, before sniffing at Kogami’s fingers and giving them a delicate lick. “Hm? Do you smell something? I’m afraid I don’t have anything for you. Not yet, anyway…” With that, he finally looked up and saw Akane, standing stock still with his crepe carefully balanced in one hand and her crepe held over her delighted expression. “…Oh.”

He began pulling his fingers back, only pausing when Akane burst out, “Oh, please don’t stop! Please, Shinya, this is the best thing I’ve seen in weeks!”

His brows furrowed as a small smile tugged at his lips. “You can understand why that’s not appealing to me.”

“You don’t want me happy?”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”

Akane shot him a playful grin before focusing on the cat, who looked distinctly perturbed to have its time with Kogami interrupted. “It’s okay,” she cooed, slowly approaching and holding Kogami’s crepe out for him to take. “I’m friendly, I promise.”

The cat still tensed up with every step she took, only starting to relax when she knelt close to the ground and held out her newly-free hand. It was much less willing to approach her, and she had a feeling it eventually did just because of the smell of Kogami’s chicken crepe still on her fingertips.

“Hey!” she laughed when it nipped at her. “How come you bit me and not Ko?”

“My charm must be irresistible.” His faux-cocky grin faltered under the blithe smile she shot him.

“Must be…though I’m not sure it was your ‘charm’ that got me.”

Those stormy gray eyes, usually so sharp and knowing, seemed almost bashful in the way they skittered away from hers to look at the cat. “Is that so?”

“Mm…it was more your intelligence…your stubbornness…your unshaking focus…”

His ears were turning pinker and pinker with every word she said and every inch she closed between them, until she was sitting next to him on the bench and his ears looked like they could catch on fire. “…Akane.”

“Hm?” She smiled sweetly when he finally met her eyes.

“Eat your crepe. It’s going to get cold.”

She giggled before obeying him, watching fondly as he picked out a small piece of chicken and dropped it to the ground for the cat to leap on. “I didn’t know you were so good with animals.”

“Neither did I,” he chuckled, an ever-so-soft curve to his lips as he watched the cat eat. “At least, not with cats. And Dime took a while to warm up to me.”

“I’m sure that was thanks to Gino-san’s influence more than anything.”

“Awfully rude to say about your superior.” Even if she didn’t already know him so well, the glint in his eye would have told her he was joking.

“Not rude,” she sniffed, “just honest.”

With a scoff, Kogami focused back on the cat, this time balancing a piece of chicken on his fingertips. Sure enough, the ginger critter approached and delicately ate the chicken without a moment’s hesitation. “I think this little guy is just friendly and hungry.”

“Humility’s a strange look on you, Kogami-san.”

He gazed sidelong at her. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were calling me arrogant.”

“But you do know better.”

“I’m still struggling to figure out what you do mean.”

“I mean,” she laughed, taking a chance on their secluded bench and leaning in to rest her chin on his shoulder, “you’re usually more self-assured than this.”

“I think I can be forgiven for being less sure about cats.”

“Well…it’s still sweet.”

“Sweet?” Akane’s chin slid of his shoulder when he leaned away just enough to look at her. “That’s a new one.”

“A bad one?”

“From anyone else, maybe.”

“Really?”

“Mm…I have an image to maintain.”

Oh, that smile. After all this time, it was still rare enough and gentle enough to make her heart squeeze. Who could possibly resist stealing a kiss from those sweet lips? She never could, and she wasn’t going to start now…even with indignant meows piercing through their peaceful veil of solitude.

[cielettosa]

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[pech2]

April flowers! (Newest chapter was scheduled for April).

[songsofwaterandnight]

Akane Tsunemori was the first fujoshi for describing Shinya Kogami and Shogo Makishima as "not just ships passing in the night. They understood each other better than anyone else and each was focused solely on the other."

[thefoxtherapist]

Kagari's kisses were always messy. He kissed like no tomorrow, though maybe in his opinion, there wasn't. Tongue and teeth, kisses interrupted by breathless laughter. He could romanticize this more than anything else in his life. A reckless lover, his kisses mirrored that.

It wasn't that Ginoza didn't like kissing you, it was that the man was rather reserved about it. Like he had a limited amount of kisses. It took a lot of reassurance that that wasn't the case for him to become more free about the kisses he granted you. You quickly found the man loved his kisses. Only in private, of course.

Akane was always in a rush, a busy person through and through. But she always made time to kiss you goodbye or kiss you hello. Like a daily ritual, she couldn't start or finish her day without a kiss from her beloved. Of course, if you were to point that out, her cheeks would quickly flush as she tried to wave it off.

One might accuse Kogami of being a rough kisser. And sometimes they'd be right, okay, most of the time. For Kogami, relationships were dangerous. So he does what he can, opting to pretend that it doesn't mean as much to him as it does. Despite this, the way he grips his lover's face whilst kissing is nothing short of romantic.

You almost expected Makishima's lips to be cold when he kissed you. But they weren't, rather, he was quite warm. Still, his kisses were all devouring. A leading man through and through, his lips against yours was no different a situation.

[mixakuu]

Hey. My name is Mixie and welcome to my page. I’m glad that you’re here, existing. <3

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Some characters I love:

JJK- Noritoshi Kamo, Kento Nanami, Suguru Geto, Toge Inumaki, Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Choso Kamo, Ryomen Sukuna

Blue Lock- Rensuke Kunigami, Jingo Raichi, Reo Mikage, Ikki Niko, Okuhito Iemon, Tsurugi Zantetsu, Rin Itoshi, Hiiragi Reiji

Fire Force- Vulcan Joseph, Karim Flam

Bungo Stray Dogs- Doppo Kunikida, Ango Sakaguchi, Oda Sakunosuke, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Mushitarō Oguri

Kaiju no. 8 - Leno Ichikawa, Soshiro Hoshina

Psycho Pass- Nobuchika Ginoza, Shinya Kogami

Tokyo Revengers- Takashi Mitsuya, Shuji Hanma, Chifuyu Matsuno

Some Characters I Kin (HEAVILY):

Atsushi (BSD)

Maki (JJK)

Ango (BSD)

Oda (BSD)

Younger Geto (JJK)

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[sophiria]

Gossamer

Pairing: Makishima Shogo x fem!reader

Warnings and tags: 18+, smut (vaginal sex), very mild knifeplay (razorplay) and a veiled threat, mention of past minor character death, post-season 1 with canon divergence, twisted and fluffy feelings

Words: just a bit over 1,300

Your eyes fluttered open to the pitter-patter of the raindrops, and your hazy vision focused on the view behind the opened windows. From a distance, the temple complex stood tall and proud in the pouring rain, showing off its magnificent and everlasting architecture. The bittersweet and earthy scent of agarwood wafted through the air of your house within walls of woven bamboo, and you took a deep breath to bask in the grounding scent.

"Is it quite unusual for you to be already awake at this hour," Makishima noted in a honeyed voice with just a hint of grogginess. "Did the rainfall wake you up, or are you feeling troubled about something?"

The sheets around your lower body rustled away as you turned around to lie on your side, and his amber eyes glinted with curiosity as your gaze found his. His silver-white hair framed his seraphic features, and at the crack of dawn, he looked more like an otherworldly being than the abettor you knew him to be.

"The rain woke me up," you said softly, tentatively placing the tip of your fingers over his collarbone. You unconsciously began stroking the tips of his long locks, and amusement swirled in his eyes as you did. While he prided himself on having almost no desire for attention, he had to admit that he had grown rather fond of the reverence of your touch. "I don't mind, though. I enjoy this kind of weather."

He raised his chin in acknowledgment of your words. "Yes, it seems that you do," he mused. "It does make you dream, doesn't it? You do always get a faraway look in your eyes anytime it starts to pour."

Shogo moved with feline agility and caged you under his willowy, powerful body. He rested his forearms on each side of your face, and your heart thudded as his golden eyes bore into yours and the silver-white tips of his hair fringe tickled your forehead.

As you gazed at him with your mouth slightly agape, he slipped a hand under the pillow and pushed his slender hips against yours. You gasped at the feeling of his arousal pressing between your legs, and a shudder went through your body as he pointed the sharp edge of his razor against your neck. You arched your hips, and a wicked smirk appeared on his lips as he felt the wetness of your sex gliding over his cock.

"Makishima," you breathed, your demureness long forgotten as you wrapped your legs around his waist, urging his body closer to yours. "I want to feel you."

He raised an eyebrow. "You're being quite ravenous and demanding right now," he said, a hint of mockery in his tone. "What brought this on?"

"I just want to feel you, Shogo," you said in a throaty voice. "Don't you want that?"

His face hovered just above yours. "My razor is caressing your skin, and my body is enveloping yours," he said, brushing his nose against yours. "Yet it is not enough for you, isn't it?"

"I guess it isn't," you whispered, placing one of your hands over his, which held the cutting edge against your throat. "I need you inside me."

His cock twitched at your words, and the corners of your lips curled in a coy smirk. Makishima scowled at your teasing, and his eyes flashed with a warning. His name left your lips, and the eerie tone sent a delightful shiver through you.

A pause filled with deep breaths, and then—

"Do you remember how I killed Funahara Yuki?" He asked you with a sinister murmur, and goosebumps rose on your skin. "She had been almost as bare and helpless as you are right now."

You gazed into his eyes. "Am I, though?" Your low voice was almost a purr, and you brought your hands to his face, cupping his cheeks. The contrast between your tender act and his razor on your throat captivated Makishima, who found himself mesmerized. "How much value do you think my soul has?"

There was no mistaking the surprise flashing in his eyes, and he silently gazed at you for a good minute or so while your heart raced in anticipation. He retracted the blade against your throat to place it on the bedside table, and his gaze lingered on it for a few seconds before returning to your face.

"You do not live your life like Sibyl wishes you to," Makishima said at last, and the solemnity of his tone didn't go unnoticed by you, "and that means your soul has value."

Those words were as close to a confession of sentiment as a man like him would ever make, and your hold on his cheeks faltered as the emotions had your body slightly trembling under his.

You were pliant for Shogo to do as he pleased, and he slowly pushed his cock inside you. A languid moan left your lips as you adjusted to his size, and he rested on his elbows with his forearms on each side of your head. His thrusts were deep and sensual, and heat spread under your skin as he angled his hips and hit that special spot inside you. Your back arched, and you let out breathy moans as he kept plunging against the same spot—until your breath hitched and your walls fluttered around his cock. His hips stuttered as you pulsed around him, and his breathing turned shaky as his gut tightened. He pressed his forehead against yours while you still panted from your orgasm, and he gave one last powerful thrust before spilling his seed inside you.

Makishima breathed heavily as his softening cock was nestled inside you and his body was flush against yours. You brought your hands to his hair and ran your fingers through it, concentrating on the tufts near the nape of his neck. He peered at you through his lashes and saw that your vision was out of focus before concentrating on the color of your iris, the slope of your nose, and the shape of your lips.

"What do you suppose is the most intimate exercise of free will an individual living in our society could make?"

His words pulled you out of your reverie, and you anchored your attention on his eyes. Despite the deceptively neutral expression crossing his face, you recognized glimpses of his spirit of inquiry in the intensity of his gaze.

"The most intimate?" You echoed him, briefly pausing as you gathered your thoughts. "I think it might be entrusting a part of yourself to a person whose soul you value—as a sign of your faith in them and in the bond you share."

He hummed at your words, and his eyes gleamed with a knowing glint. In the background, the sky had cleared, and the clouds had left the scene to the purple and orange hues of the sunrise. He languorously slipped out of you, and you bit back a small moan at the mild stimulation.

His movements were stealthy as he got out of bed and neared the open windows with only a thin cotton sheet wrapped around his waist. You stretched your muscles and loafed on the bed, then looked towards his sinewy back while he gazed at the scenery, seemingly lost in thought.

You stood up from the bed with the sheets draped around your frame and leisurely walked to his position. You stopped next to his figure, and he glanced sideways. His amber eyes caught a glimpse of your face as you admired the first flush of the morning over the horizon, and he regarded you quietly before moving to stand behind you.

Makishima encircled your waist with his right arm and rested his chin on the crown of your head. His left hand went to your neck, gently wrapping itself around your throat. It was rare for him to embrace you in such a way outside the throes of passion, and you heaved a sigh as you closed your eyes, surrounding yourself in his hold and savoring the sensation of his body against yours.

[lauv-ida]

Plot Bunnies Up for Adoption (Part 1)

I had a bunch of story ideas earlier this year, but then decided to share it for others to use. The synopsis should give the gist of each idea, though you are always welcome to message me if you need more details.

Psycho-Pass

[Post-Psycho-Pass 3: First Inspector] Akane takes Kougami to her grandmother's grave for the first time. A little bit of sadness ensues; Kougami asks Ginoza what had happened while he was away, why nobody ever told him that Akane lost another loved one.

[Somewhere between S1 and PP: The Movie] Akane practices how to swim at the MWPSB's pool. Her fear of water (due to a disastrous tsunami that wrecked her hometown, which is somewhat near a body of water in real life) causes her to panic while swimming. Akane hallucinates that something got a hold of her leg and the mysterious hand drags Akane down the water. Akane is still being dragged, and she can see that there are corpses at the bottom of the pool, as well as Yuki's and her grandmother's.

[Post-Psycho-Pass 3: First Inspector] Enforcers Irie and Todoroki have been holding something against Mr. Kougami since their first meeting with the S.A.D. agent (see S3 fight scene at the airport to know why), so the two enforcers secretly have meetings inside the small supplies room to discuss their common enemy's weaknesses. However, their clandestine meeting is soon discovered by their superiors (Inspectors Arata and Kei), and Irie finds out that it's not just him and Todoroki who have been craving for revenge. Thus, the "Coalition Against Kougami Effing Shinya" (C.A.K.E.S.) is formed and everyone in Division One (Sho is forced to participate, Mao doesn't give a damn, Mika is weirdly passionate about it, and Akane just laughs and observes) to beat MOFA's SAD agents in the upcoming Annual Inter-Ministerial Staring Competition. Yes, a staring contest is considered a legitimate sport in the Psycho-Pass universe. Trust.

[psychosimp17]

Just posted the beginning of the SEQUEL to my fanfic "Ending the Omnipotence Paradox" over on Ao3!

We're shifting gears on this one to follow Akane after her release from Tokorozawa and diving into her new role at the PSB. 🩵 #postFirstInspector #angst101 #dualPOV #itscomplicated #AUCanonDivergence #thisisntalovetriangle #buckleup #adultsituationsahead

[psychopasss4]

ShinKane's daughter 😍💕

If Akane and Kougami-san would have 1 daughter. I can picture this kid as her 😘🤌🏻❤️

Proud Daddo and Waifu 🤭🤗🥰

😇🤓

[pearlsephoni]

Shinkane Week 2022, Day 1: Charity

Can also be read on AO3!

Rating: T

Fandom: Psycho-pass

Pairing: Shinkane (Kogami/Akane)

Characters: Akane Tsunemori, Shinya Kogami

Word Count: 1,162

Summary: Kogami reminds Akane that ageing is catching up with her, and helps her mitigate one of its effects on her body.

A/N: Man, I’ve missed these two. :’) Thank you to the mods of @shinkaneweek for bringing it back this year! Further author’s notes can be read on AO3.

She’d always been fascinated by his hands.

It was a curiosity that she knew confused him, but one he humored nonetheless. Even when she was prying one away from its exploration of her waist and stomach.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Even after all this time, a tremble still ran through her body when he spoke directly at her ear. She could feel his smile against the curve of her neck, a cheeky contrast to the soothing fingers skating along her arm.

“I’m not sure they’re worth even that much,” she hummed, leaning back into him. She wondered if he could feel her leaping heartbeat between her shoulder blades as she brought his hand in front of her, spreading it wide.

What stories could these hands tell, she wondered. She had seen them wield Dominators, pistols, rifles. She had seen them sink knives into flesh and carve bruises into cheeks. They were the hands of a warrior, that much was clear. Scars were dusted across them, everything from almost-invisible pale dots to lines of raised, badly-healed skin.

They were the hands of a caregiver, too. They could dress wounds and support limping survivors. They could cradle children and guide elders. They could brush hair from eyes and rub dirt from cheeks.

But more than anything, they were the hands of a lover. They knew how to cook her favorite meal and prepare her favorite coffee. In public, they brushed at her waist and tapped at her shoulder, stealing touches until they could hide from the world again.

And when they hid, oh, when they hid…those hands could be hasty, nearly tearing her clothes in their urgency, or they could be slow, deliberate, teasing her with every scrap of fabric they peeled away. They found new ways to explore familiar paths across her skin, knew every inch of her body and how to touch, caress, rub, pinch.

Even now, when they were fit together on the couch, him reading a book while she frowned at some comms, she found herself melting into the patterns being drawn down her waist, hip, thigh, under the guise of absentminded tracing, but with the clear intent to tantalize.

At least, until she caught the tracing hand and began tracing her own paths between the scars and lines adorning it. “Your hands are so big,” she commented absently, fitting her hand against his. Her fingertips could barely hit the creases of his fingers’ first knuckles, thanks to how his palm dwarfed hers.

“Are they big,” Kogami asked, curving his fingers over hers, “or are yours just small?”

Akane just hummed at that, choosing to focus instead on the slide of their hands against each other. His slid down hers until his thumb could smooth along her palm, the rest of his fingers almost completing a circle around her wrist. She sighed as he sank into a tense muscle and rubbed it loose. “Still taking notes by hand?”

She should’ve been used to that, the casual way he put together the puzzle of her life that he didn’t see from a few innocuous pieces. But no, she still flushed from pleased surprise when he caught something so small. “Not in meetings…it’s just easier to puzzle out evidence when I can write connections out.”

“Can’t imagine where you learned something like that.”

The sound of him setting aside his book was almost hidden by her soft laughter. Almost, but not quite. “Done reading?”

“Mm.” He carefully, gently took her hand in both of his, spreading it wide and making it relax with broad arcs of his thumbs across her palm.

“You don’t have to—oh.” She felt his soft huff against her ear, but he didn’t say anything else, just focused on her impromptu massage.

That was another thing he continued to surprise her with: his random mix of skills that he’d picked up over the years, especially when he was abroad and on the run. Most of them were skills that she was glad to not witness, but this…this was lovely, making her melt against him with a content sigh.

She didn’t realize how close she was to fully nodding off until she was quickly blinking awake at his quiet murmur, “Your wrists are way too tight.”

“Are you really surprised?” she sighed, relaxing again. “You remember how long those case reports would take.”

“Can’t you at least take a few minutes to stretch?”

“Don’t worry, old man.” She flashed him a cheeky grin over her shoulder. “I’m still young and spry, I can handle it.”

“Uh-huh. Your wrists say otherwise.” He gave her wrist a slow turn that made her wince slightly. “See?”

“Well…at least I have you.”

“Mm-hm.” He went back to work, carefully rubbing and stretching the tension out of her hand and wrist, then moving along her forearm. By the time he was done, her arm felt limp and wonderful, relaxed in a way she’d forgotten any part of her body could be. When he reached for her other hand, she was already holding it up, ready and waiting for him. “Oh, I’m sorry,” he playfully grouched, even as he took her hand and started working at it, “I thought you were so young and spry, you didn’t need this.”

“Sometimes it’s good to listen to your elders.” Before he could retaliate with a nip or a poke at her waist, Akane craned her neck back to brush a kiss to his jaw. “Thank you,” she murmured as she pulled away, “You really didn’t have to do this.”

“I know. I wanted to.” The feeling of his lips pressing to her temple melted into the loosening of her muscles and tendons, creating a soothing thrum that ran through her body and made her relax fully into the sturdy strength at her back.

She wasn’t aware of falling asleep. One moment, she was letting her eyes flutter close to better focus on the massage, and the next, she was blinking awake to a dimmer living room and her arms carefully tucked over her body.

She began to slowly sit up, only to feel warm arms wrapped around her and someone heaving a deep sigh beneath her. Sure enough, when she carefully turned, she was treated to the sight of Kogami sleeping, a small furrow settling between his brows. It wasn’t difficult to guess what was causing the furrow: she finished turning around and nestled back into his chest, letting his arms tighten around her again. Just like that, the furrow disappeared, smoothing his face into a picture of peaceful exhaustion.

Would she ever stop feeling breathless from luck at getting to have these moments with him? It didn’t seem likely at this point. But for all the disbelief she still felt, she tried not to question the joys in her life. She just tucked her ear over his heart and let herself drift back to sleep to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

[rose-tinted-vision]

Hear me out:

Blue Lock Psycho Pass AU

I don't think I've seen anyone mention this before?

If you don't know what Psycho Pass is: there's a review about it that i quite like

[as usual, spoilers ahead]

Let's start off with Kougami and Ginoza: when Kougami's hue deteriorated to the point where he could no longer be an Inspector, I feel as if Ginoza half blames himself, and half blames Kougami for essentially abandoning him (like Masaoka did).

and who in Blue Lock has abandonment issues...? (yes, a certain grape and his bff who's also his treasure but I'm trying! to make this non-shippy...sort of)

so if Reo and Nagi are Ginoza and Kougami respectively,

Isagi would be Makishima (the antagonist in Psycho Pass).

Look, I just find it interesting how both Reo and Ginoza (who are my favourite characters) have self-worth issues and both their partner/best friend left them to chase after someone else who's superior to them in some way. so.

And I've been reading some posts theorising about what if Isagi is the actual villain of Blue Lock...so Makishima!Isagi was born.

Also, if we want to keep up the theme of 'Isagi is really smart, what an all-seeing prodigy', he fits the role of Makishima, who is always ten steps ahead of his targets/pawns and is an anomaly by birth.

As for the Enforcers...Bachira, of course, probably Shidou just for kicks, and Chigiri gives me Yayoi vibes...

But wait! then who's Akane (the protagonist of Psycho Pass)? This is where it starts to get a little crack-y. I think Kunigami would unironically be a good fit as Akane, since he was all about being a hero and stuff.

A young fresh Kunigami who thinks the world is upright and Sybil's word is law, who then joins the MWPSB and becomes disillusioned.

(Also, imagine him questioning the other Enforcers like "why is Isagi (the antagonist here) so obsessed with Bachira-san?" and the rest of them just snickering and not telling him shit).

So the main unit would probably be:

Inspectors- Reo and Kunigami

Enforcers- Bachira, Chigiri, Shidou, Nagi

Rin (and Sae?) would probably be the other Inspectors with another unit

I'm also trying to sneakily fit Hiroi into this au somehow bc I really love the guy, he's so wholesome-determined-ordinary guy.

[pech2]

Chapter 11 is out !!! Updates should come more regularly in the following months. Thank you for your support

[baahsu]

— At Night —

kougino

2.1k words

teen & up

Ginoza had been working late and Kougami didn't have anything better to do other than to pay him a visit.

➝ AO3

[dragonsrainbows]

New Psycho-Pass Fic Alert

I love OCs as well as the writers who create them! And I had the great pleasure of watching this particular OC - Rin Keomi, grow from an idea to a multi-chapter fic that spans years in the life of our favourite red-head - Kagaru Shuushei!

So give yourselves a treat and read @cool-catarina's beautiful tale about these two! Ginoza also makes an appearance.. in case you were wondering.

The Life of Keomi Rin 💟

Rin Keomi and Shusei Kagari are fast friends. But their society, obsessed with Crime Coefficients and keeping latent criminals locked away, tears them apart. And so they are compelled to navigate their new lives and growing love in the shadow of the ever-present Sibyl System.

[meli-r]

"Beneath the ocean's blackness lies an ecosystem that has learned to thrive without sunlight or warmth. It's a world full of organisms with unique adaptations to such a challenging environment. Some fishes were lost living in complete darkness, until they adapted. With survival, they eventually lost their pigmentation, becoming hideous. I was born into a dark path, but I can recognize light when I see it. And every once in a while, I stop and stare, basking in its warmth for a moment before moving on in the dark."

Choe Gu-sung