#𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙴𝚍𝚎𝚗 [ PALACE TEAM UP AU ]

[jesterofinaba]

Check out this sweet AU @appleyjuiceboy and I came up with where Adachi after the accomplice end (not That One, the one where Yu never confronts Adachi about the letter), eventually gets bored and tries to destroy all of reality instead of just Inaba.

He eventually finds out about Maruki and meets him, and Adachi tries to manipulate him into being evil but Maruki is manipulating him into being nicer and a friend instead. He’s also the Devil Arcana for Joker.

But they are cool antags that share a palace!!! Their aesthetics clash so much and they argue about whether to fix or destroy the shitty reality!

In the end, they make Joker choose. If he decides not to make a decision, they go 50/50 and make both Eden and purgatory, and sinners like Shido are banned to the Magatsu zone.

tldr... the phantom thieves fuck around and find out, their boss fight is hell, and adachi is a surprisingly okay friend even when drunk on power.

[jesterofinaba]

👏 Maruki with YA BOI ADACHI

Send 👏 and I’ll write a description of our muses’ fusion - No Longer Accepting

The fusion at first appears unassuming, a normal looking man with tousled dark hair and small glasses, wearing a short white jacket and a crooked red and blue tie... and at first they stare in shock at their hands, turning them over and flexing their fingers.

"Fascinating..." they muse in a gentle tone, before a realization seems to hit them, and a small laugh bubbles out of them, which steadily grows louder and louder, until the grin is large and crooked and their laughter reaches a fever pitch.

"Holy SHIT!" they cry out in a much more jarring, harsh tone, "this is GREAT! I can do anything with this kinda power..."

"-It does seem to be always present, coursing through our veins..." the gentle tone was back, almost interrupting, the fusion talking to themself in two variations of the same voice. "Think about what we- I could do-"

"Obliterate everything?~"

"-Noooo, I can't do that...."

Their conversation continues, as each voice speaks, the face seems to contort quickly like a cartoon character between calm and manic, until the gentler voice resumes, but this time, with a small knowing smile.

"...Perhaps... I could simply... subdue those who get in my way..~"

They cut themselves off with a laugh. "I like the way we think!"

"Think about it! With the kind of hold I have on the level of cognition, reality can be-"

"Whatever-"

"-I-"

"-want!~"

They double over, hands gripping the sides of their head, though this apparent pain banging on the inside of their skull doesn't stop their ringing laughter, cackling echoing throughout the walls, before they let out a guttural, insane cry.

"PERSONA!"

[jesterofinaba]

“Eat the fruit, and you can have the desires of your heart. It’s not evil, it’s noble and good. You’ll be praised for it. And it’s delicious.”

More of the Palace Team Up AU I made with @appleyjuiceboy​ more shitposts and lore under the cut

(please don’t tag as ship)

So Adachi and Maruki make Joker decide which reality will be best for humanity. If Joker picks Maruki’s, Maruki still tries to erase himself from existence. The reality warps Adachi’s appearance to be much healthier - weighs more, nicer hair, no bags under his eyes - but he’s the only one who starts to notice Maruki slipping from reality because of Ameno-Sagiri still in him. He decks Maruki in the face to try and snap him out of it.

If Joker picks Adachi’s, shadows and fog take over and reality starts to crumble. Maruki starts out heartbroken, but Adachi convinces him so much to try and use destroying people and things to get revenge that it kind of breaks Maruki into being a maniacal killing machine, and Adachi eventually comes to the realization that he’s made one bond and immediately fucked it up, so he decks Maruki in the face to try and snap him out of it.

Something something being always happy without stopping and feeling nothing at all are basically the same choice

the best ending (besides stealing their hearts) is if Joker doesn’t make a decision at all. They put Joker to sleep, Adachi berates him for not even being able to flip a coin to make a decision, and then the besties basically become gods or something. But more importantly they’re both happy and best friends. They have a deal with how to rule reality: Nice people get a utopia where they’re always happy, but just outside the foggy borders is the Magatsu hell that awaits them if they fucked up enough in the previous reality - or if they try and fight back.

anyway thanks for reading have a shitpost

[jesterofinaba]

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Send ✍️ and I’ll draw your muse! - No Longer Accepting

[Just a smiley appley man... he is so soft to draw, lots of rounded corners compared to how angular I draw Adachi's features.

Bonus Joint Reality ending outfit doodle of our Palace Team Up AU under the cut~]

[think about the waistcoats. they have the blue and red color schemes with their shirts and ties but the watching gray waistcoats *chef kiss*. this ending gives me so much muse.]

[jesterofinaba]

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Send ♠️ or “You’re different” for a thread where your muse meets an alternate version of my muse - No Longer Accepting

"Huh? Oh, I'm not in line to order anything. Just waiting for a pal of mine."

The detective gives his usual doofy, innocent smile. That Maruki guy wanted to meet him here, some cafe called LeBlanc, and that's the "pal" he was waiting for. Adachi was trying to swindle the good doctor into destroying reality slowly but surely over the past couple months, but besides arguing over which of their plans (of altering it to be a utopia or reducing it to shadow like he had with Inaba) was better for this shit reality, they hadn't done much. Well, Maruki was convinced that he and Adachi were friends, but that was just Adachi having to play stupid and friendly as always. Because they weren’t. He hated the guy’s self-sacrificial guts.

This kid definitely didn't look the type to be in this stuffy, bougie-looking coffee shop, either. He tilts his head to the side curiously.

"Unless you're here to report something? Or just a curry fan? Sorry. You just don't strike me as a cafe guy."

[jesterofinaba]

“Man, all you kids do is whine. I think the Doc was based.”

At least Maruki’s reality was a hell of a lot nicer than his. Maybe the brats would have liked a foggy world of shadow better?

[jesterofinaba]

starter for @appleyjuiceboy​

It had been a solid while since Adachi had been in the hustle and bustle of the city. It had been a couple years since he’d lived in it, after his assignments overseas and that hellish year in that backwoods hick town. Well, mostly hellish, anyway. It was at least interesting watching his influence on the place as time went on.

Leave things in a better state than you found it. Well, Adachi sure had, judging by the fact the town was nigh uninhabitable now. A ghost town... full of shadows. It almost made him laugh.

Now that he was back in the city, in the kind of place where his face was soon forgotten among the hundreds of thousands that bustled their way to their little jobs as cogs in the machine, Adachi could blend in even more easily than in Inaba. It made tailing people easy, especially with a getup and face as forgettable as his. And there was someone that Adachi had been keeping tabs on since he’d come back to Japan, waiting for the right time.

Takuto Maruki.

He’d been digging through enough leads from rumors and older case files to find a guy like him. Someone dumb and naive enough to see his reason, but with the kinda knowledge - a researcher of some field with a fancy name that Adachi had to learn to decode after sifting through news articles and classified police documents - of things that most people didn’t.

Adachi had an idea to expand on his game from a few years before, and he was going to play his cards right to make it as fun as possible.

And if this schmuck could be suckered into going along with the game, Adachi was going to have fun tearing this shitty reality apart, piece by miserable piece. Just like that stupid, backwater country town. After asking around for a common schedule and doing a little tailing, he’d found a cafe where the doc seemed to go to. So, with his mask of cordiality and rookie charm firmly tacked on, he approached the guy with a smile.

“Hey there. Maruki-san, right? Name’s Tohru Adachi, a police detective. Mind if I ask you a few questions? Nothing serious, promise. I’ve heard a little about your line of work and i think your input would be valuable for a case.”

A nice, dopey smile, a scratch to the back of the text. Adachi wanted to play up the textbook rookie detective that suckers all too easily fell for. It was important that this guy didn’t know his motives until he was ready to show ‘em.