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Reader x Ginoza - Phone Call Title: Phone Call Fandom: Psycho Pass Character: Ginoza Nobuchika Genre: One-shot Warnings: SPOILERS if you haven't seen the entire first season this has spoilers Intended Gender Audience: Female Audience Word Count:446 Words Other comments: the intro is from City of Glass by Paul Auster and this was a prompt for creative writing It was a wrong number that started it, the telephone ringing three times in the dead of night, and the voice on the other ed asking for someone he was not.          Ginoza picked up the phone, suspecting someone from the Public Safety Bureau wanted to remind him that he had an importa

He knew it was for the best. Too many souls depended on you for survival. It would be cruel, nay viscous, to steal the livelihood of those poor, unfortunate mortals for something so selfish as love and the nonsensical concept of starting anew. Flexing his mechanical fingers, he prepares himself for the inevitable. “There is something I must tell you.” “Can’t it wait? Our bus is leaving in five minutes.” Genos stares at you with unblinking eyes. “I'm not going.” You give him an incredulous look. “Nonsense.” Several moments pass yet the resolute cyborg says nothing. Self-confidence shat

Reader x Ginoza - Phone Call Title: Phone Call Fandom: Psycho Pass Character: Ginoza Nobuchika Genre: One-shot Warnings: SPOILERS if you haven't seen the entire first season this has spoilers Intended Gender Audience: Female Audience Word Count:446 Words Other comments: the intro is from City of Glass by Paul Auster and this was a prompt for creative writing It was a wrong number that started it, the telephone ringing three times in the dead of night, and the voice on the other ed asking for someone he was not.          Ginoza picked up the phone, suspecting someone from the Public Safety Bureau wanted to remind him that he had an importa

It was utterly black, save for the dim, orange flicker of fire's light along the cracked path. Just ahead lied an enormous silhouette, violet cast against the windows, and a smattering of mysterious liquid upon the glass. The wind ghoulishly howled, low and cold; somewhere in the rustling trees, an owl taunted the approaching wanders, while a ferocious snarl from a much larger beast grumbled within the depths of darkened shrubbery. The gate shrieked, the front door wailed surprisingly in unison with the Halloween track. The only familiarity you had with the entity that had answered the door, Yaku, was his Jason costume and that he was an

It was bound to happen eventually, you thought. Frankly, you were surprised it hadn't happened sooner given that you'd been living with three males for over six months now, and dating one of theirs best friend. That, in itself, was even more troubling. Not once, in your slow-moving relationship with Iwaizumi, had you dreamed of having sexual relations with him, and there had been plenty of times where you had felt the urge (the boy was down-right handsy)... No. It had to be Oikawa. The context of the dream still haunted the forefront of your mind, any other thought persistently interrupted by the sensual way he'd said your name, or the