#adachitrashcan

[lunardetective]

🐤

[eris-the-phantom-thief]

😧 - Accidentally walk into a changing stall that my muse was in

Hana turned her head to see an unfamiliar man who looked about thirteen years older than she was in her changing stall. Clad in what looked to be a shabby suit and a crooked tie.

She could feel her face burning as she was in her undergarments, a lacy bra and matching panties. More over her scarred arms were on full display. Her chest felt tight and her throat was dry.

“W-w-wha?!”

[afortiicri-aa]

“I didn’t know where else to go."

Sudden Appearance | Accepting

[ @adachitrashcan ]

“Are you serious?” The teen looked at him with a serious, yet tired expression. It was raining cats and dogs outside, however, no one had appeared on the Midnight Channel tonight. That’s because he and his friends were quick enough to save Naoto-kun from certain death. And then came Adachi knocking on their door at 3 AM.

“Do you... not have an apartment here? Or a house? Somewhere to live? Dojima-san and Nanako are asleep, but... I suppose I’ll let you in.” Opening the door fully, he urged him to come inside, wondering how he would explain all of this tomorrow morning.

[reikokutoattakai-a]

✔ - for my muse to respond to praise from yours

oh well. this was strange, given the source of all this... glowing recognition. usually mercy tried to keep away from the police, but here she was, not only talking to one, but actually getting... praised? and by a detective, no less. she was a bit nervous, to say the least.

she was ringing her hands, then tugging at her hair, as if it wouldn’t be a dead giveaway for the fact that she’d just done something oh so terribly wrong just moments ago, fled the scene, and hoped she’d get away with making a beeline for her flat before someone could stop her. it seemed like she’d barely rounded the next corner before she smacked right into that said someone, clad in a suit, albeit a slightly disheveled one.

“a-ah... oh. hello, detective.”

she offered her brightest smile that she could muster and tried to scrape an excuse for her haste together in her head, but he spoke before she even had to worry about making sense to him.

in truth, she didn’t catch all that he’d said to her, she was spending more time mentally making checks here and there to keep track of whether or not he knew anything about what she’d been doing, if he could tell that she was an actual wreck despite her attempts to hide it, and whether or not she was going to get away with all of it.

but something about the tone of his voice was so... lovely? she wasn’t sure if that was exactly the terminology she’d have picked, but his intonation was soothing, enough so that the tension in her shoulders had eased a bit and she was feeling less guarded. the man had a gift for it, she had to credit him for that. and with that, he’d managed to wrap her back up in the conversation, regardless of what else she’d been thinking about or that she’d only been barely listening in the first place.

“i... oh. well, thank you. i’m really grateful that you feel that way.”

she could have sworn he was talking about her artwork, and that was why she’d shifted her demeanor so soon and so drastically from before. her shaky smile was now bright and genuine, and she stood taller, stance wider with pride. not many people stopped her to talk about the things she did creatively, and she’d absorb all the good things she’d done. art was so objective that it was difficult to please anyone, and not a lot of people liked the mess that seemed to follow her, cling to her clothes, after working with pottery wheels or paints.

“maybe... maybe someday i’ll show you the rest of my stuff. if you’re up for it, of course, detective. i’d rather not make you do anything you didn’t wanna do.”

probably not a good idea, champ, given your other “extracurricular activities”and all, but... the thought of having a genuine friend sounded very enticing, no matter who they were.

[deviousprevaricator-blog]

😖 - Bury their face in my muse’s chest~ Adachi trips over something and land into her chest.

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She tilts her head as she gazed down at the male currently buried in her chest. A smile appears on her face as she pats his head lightly.

“You sure are forward, Bukiyo-san~! Usually I don’t let anyone do this but I’ll let give you a exception since it’s raining and all and you didn’t mean to!”

[jiltedmoon]

💋

Ai has stopped by Junes to pick up a few things she needed to make for dinner tonight but stopped short when she saw Adachi standing there near the elevators and approached him.

She was shocked when he grabbed her wrist and guided her into an elevator once it was called. She was confused but allowed him to drag her along wondering exactly what he was planning.

Soon, the two had navigated to an empty area of the building away from others and Ai let out a gasp as her boyfriend pushed her against the wall pressing his lips to hers. She kissed back, of course, but broke it quickly to stare at him a little out of breathe.

“Look I don’t mind doing this but wouldn’t you get in trouble if we got caught like this?”

[arcanaofdeath]

Pharos peered over at the sleeping figure in front of him and scooted and bit closer towards the tatami mat before turning around and surveying his new surroundings.

It seemed he was in some sort of contained room he wasn’t he sure exactly were but that didn’t concern him and he turned his attention back towards the male slumbering before him.

Above his head Pharos could see a shining card reading Jester. Interesting.

Pharos then reached forward and gently poked the man in the back. He knew he was here for a reason just what it was Pharos’ question.

@adachitrashcan

[thefoolyunarukami-blog]

💭

“Has Adachi eating anything today? Maybe I should make him food later.”