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i don’t know what I’m doing, so I’ll just keep on cutting. it’s worth a little blood to get your arms free

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     Her words, her voice--she didn’t seem to change in her absence, but he has. While she remained impossibly kind, he has fallen. ( Yet, he told himself that he has reached greater heights than he ever thought possible with this power. )

     Her eyes ( he could picture them without even looking -- kind, tired ) bored holes into his back, but he refused to turn and face her--he couldn’t. Not after all that he has done. This was a side of him that he never wanted her to know, suppressed in the past by his want to see her smile. She believed in him for reasons he never understood. When will people learn that all of their expectations for him were too damn high?

     ( Really, he was just the one  with the tendency to FUCK things up. )

     Feeling stirred within him that he hadn’t felt in a long time. Bitterness and resentment were at the forefront of his mind. Did she know the pain he went through in her absence? When days without her turned to weeks, when those weeks turned to months--did she know how many nights he spent on the hillside waiting? HOPE was a stranger to him, but he hoped to see her anyway. ( He wondered, if she had been here, how different would things be? ) He was furious she dared to show up as though she was never gone, asking questions that he never wanted her to know the answers to.

     He’ll answer ‘ truthfully, ‘ even if it makes her sad, even if it makes her cry. He warned her a long time ago about himself. It was her own fault she didn’t listen.

     “Madoka-chan,” the name leaves his tongue bitingly as he looks over his shoulder, “do you really have to ask that? Don’t you know me by now? It’s because it’s fun.”

     ( ‘ It’s because you weren’t here, ‘ went unsaid. )

     “You understand, right? I was bored.” He turned around and tucked his hands in his pocket before he took a daring step towards her. Putting up fronts was something he had long mastered. “It goes without saying that if you do the same thing enough, you get bored.” Like waiting on a hill, looking at the same sunset for weeks. “You have to mix things up every once in awhile, right? I got bored of doing nothing. Don’t tell me you don’t get bored of doing everything once in awhile. Isn’t that what you disappeared off to do?”

DEARLY BELOVED. @magatsufool​​

      SINCE THE BEGINNING, she has regretted nothing. shouldering the weight of the world ( AND THE CURSES OF WITCHES ) with an amicable smile, the law of cycles has only stayed a bystander to the universe’s devices. deliverer of MERCY; the goddess falls to the earthen sky and land to grant fallen warriors entrance towards VALHALLA, and nothing more. that was the way it was meant to be. and yet …

        ❛ … adachi-kun, ❜

      she had come to this place TIME AND TIME again, more than necessary, more than she should have allowed herself to; FOR HIM. she regrets nothing, leaving behind an existence ( FAMILY / FRIENDS / FUTURE ) to create a world free from a cruel, SECRETE system. there are things she missed, things she left behind, but she was needed. ( BUT DIDN’T HE NEED HER? ) the deity casts her gaze unto him — somber and sweet still in her CONCEALED confusion. a recollection from times past, from his own lips: ❛  you’re going to have your heart broken , you know.  ❜  her clasped hands tighten at the TWINGE in her chest, her slow soar coming to a halt behind him. she regrets nothing. ( DOESN’T SHE? )

        ❛ —— WHY? why are you … doing these things?❜  no JUDGMENT — genuine worry blooms behind her eyes, the tears not yet shed PRICKING pressure like thorns. the tv announcer, the high school student; more machinations from beyond her understanding ( OR HER CONTROL! ) weave around him, but there has to be something she can do. not your responsibility, the LAW whispers with it’s constrictions across her now TANGIBLE being, leave him to fate! she knew she never could — SINCE THE BEGINNING.

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"out of jealousy"? does that mean you care about me, adachi-san???

     “ Care? “ --               Hmph. How annoying, but he has to keep his play thing around.

     “ I care about you as much as you care about me, Yu-kun. ”

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if you think i’m not petty enough to kill both of you out of jealousy, you’re dead wrong.

          ( i am the pettiest. )

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MY HOUSE BC HE’S MY BITCH

too bad

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OOC: With Persona 4 characters, I default roleplay as in-game Adachi. Y’know, the Adachi who acts goofy ( and kinda actually is goofy too--it’s complicated, ok ), but is totally thinking asshole nice guy (TM) thoughts on the inside. I am also totally up for playing post-game Adachi--the Adachi who speaks his mind ( kinda, sorta, still complicated but I love him ), but has nothing nice to say, Mr. Edge Lord Adachi too.

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OOC;        Like this for a small starter with no bad feels if I don’t write one or either of us drop !!        Or message me if you want to plot something! 

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whitelaced:

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A strand of blonde hair is twirled idly between her fingers as she looks away. Her expression was an almost bored one, although in reality Catherine was just hiding the amusement she felt from seeing him plead with her.

Guys who did everything they could to please a girl really were the worst. 

So desperate.~

She doesn’t respond at first; she waits a few minutes before she shift her gaze over to him, choosing to finally response to his words.

“Anything?”

W-What a scary silence--maybe he’s bitten off more than he can chew, but the act persists. Fake it ‘til you make it was a motto he lived by.

     “ A-Anything!... Wait--keep in mind I’ve got the         salary of a detective out in the sticks, which pays         the bills but I can’t just splurge whenever I like. I         also can’t bend down and lick your shoes since         we’re in public and all, but maybe if we take it back       to my place... ”

The last part came out as a murmur, almost like a shy after thought. His place was an invitation that brought his ulterior motives to surface--which she should be expecting by now from his feigned desperation. His place had a bed if she started playing nice and a TV large enough to shove her into if she kept this up.

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whitelaced:

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“Hmm..” She mused to herself, bopping her head to the left and right as if contemplating his words. Truthfully the succubus had no intention of cutting him some slack whatsoever.

Most of all, she hated when men thought they had the upper hand with her.

“Nope!~”

“I appreciate the sentiment but right now you’re in the doghouse. Maybe you should’ve thought about apologizing earlier hm?”

Women. He was fully aware of the awkward, conversational tango he was in. A man with more pride would retreat or call her out. Fortunately, Tohru had no qualms acting beneath others. It wasn’t that he had no pride. He simply knew that the best way to get what you want is to play along with all your might until the line between who you are pretending to be and who you really are is blurred.

     “ S-sorry. I mean it!  I really screwed up, huh?         I-Is there anything I can do to escape the doghouse? ”

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                           ↪ @magatsufool​ | continued

     ❝ why would i want t do that when I could have cute eye candy like you         with me? ❞ she smiled, putting her hand on her waist.  

      ❝ plus: you’re a police officer, aren’t you! you can make sure that i get          there safely! a pretty girl like me can be very vulnerable, you know! ❞

‘ Eye candy. ‘ Judging from her attitude and the way she carried herself, he wasn’t the only person she’d say those words to. What-- did she expect him to pay for her? In any case, the man was stuck on a hard no on the matter.

     “ It sounds fun-- ”                                     No, it really didn’t.       “ --but I am a police officer with plenty to do, you know.         You’ll be fine! You’re so intimidating, I bet no one will         come close enough to hurt you. “

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                                           CONTINUED !!

whitelaced :

Uhh. Nope. I'm mad at you soo you get nothing.

 --And now he’s got to do some legwork and chase. Her pout was cute, but not cute enough to erase Tohru’s annoyance stirring beneath the surface. How tedious. All women really were the same, but ulterior motives were fresh on Tohru’s mind, so was quick to play along.

     “C’mon, I’m really sorry! Cut me some slack this time--                                                                                        -- please? “

[magatsufool]

"You think you're free from how shitty this world is with your game?"

I’ll kick everybody’s ass.

     I’LL KICK MY OWN ASS.

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"Adachi-san. I need someone to take me downtown later." FLIPS HAIR. "mind doing so, please?"

There was the temptation to rip off the hairshe flipped so brazenly in front of him.

     “ Er... Why me? Think about it, wouldn’t it       be more fun with someone your own age? ”

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You never texted me back. Do you think it's funny playing with a girl's feelings?

     Yikes. Clingy, isn’t she?     ( Though, he had to admit, it was nice being chased for once. )

“Ahaha… my bad, my bad. Work got busy…  You know I’d never play with your feelings,  right? Catherine-chan?”

     The words slip off his tongue playfully.     ( He thinks she should be grateful he remembered her name. )

“Here, let’s catch up over a drink or two!  I’m buying, if you’ll keep me company.”

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“Y-yeah, leave it to us!” He said, rubbing his neck in a sheepish manner.

“Err... you know... I don’t think Dojima-san can make it home in time for dinner tonight.” Tohru mumbled. He vaguely remembered seeing Dojima at the precinct sometime before he left. The man had been so steeped in paperwork and stress that he didn’t even notice the young detective slipping out.

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“I thought daddy and big bro would like something than just take out this evening.” She smiled brightly as she nodded. “Mmmm at least we have you and dad keeping Inaba safe.” 

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There were no footsteps, no breathing--no real indication that anyone was near him (wherever this was) until he felt something on his shoulder. The sight of his persona’s hand startled him. He didn’t even have the mind to resort to his usual theatrics. A loud “whoa!” burst through his lips when he launched himself away, and he quickly turned on his heel to see the culprit. His right hand rested readily in his jacket, on the hilt of his gun.

There was a brief moment of shock, but that shock quickly shifted into anger.

He scoffed, “And what are you supposed be, some flashy copy of me?”

Lost?

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The king tilted his head, it was no surprised to see numerous counterparts of his host running around. It’s true he has seen other shadows like Jun, Ghosty, other Adachis… and yes he indeed get a kick of scaring the other Adachis as ‘their’ shadow. Letting out a chuckle he teleported right behind the said ‘host’ and tapped his shoulder with a clawed hand, similar to Magatsu Izanagi’s.

“My my…what do we have here? A lost little confused sheep?” 

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"Something special, huh? What's the occasion?" He smiled back--they just didn't make teenagers like Nanako anymore. "As for me... I'm just, uh... keeping an eye out for suspicious activity!"

Something like that, anyway.

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“Ah Adachi-san!” The girl smiled as she was always glad to see just about anyone. “Mmmm! I thought of making something special for dinner. What about you?”

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He commented idly, "Do you really know how to use a gun?"