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[SLAMS HANDS ON TABLE] WHERE IS SHO WEDDING CARD.......

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season 2 of tokyo debunkers was confimed around a year ago but i’m honestly confused about what “season 2” even refers to 😭 like, as of episode 17— are we in season 2? or has it not started yet? sorry, i’m still relatively new to the game 🥹

rough translation for non japanese speakers:

“we are doing our utmost to deliver a new story episode each month so that even users who do not or cannot participate in guild PvP and similar content can still enjoy the game. following episode 7, there will be a series of seasonally themed episodes, which will lead into the season 1 finale. production of season 2 has also been confirmed—this is all thanks to your support. we sincerely appreciate it.

we’ve received requests for loop-style story events, but under our current structure, we can only manage one episode per month while maintaining this level of quality. we don’t even have the capacity to supervise additional stories at this time. in the future, as we accumulate more know-how and build up resources, it may become possible. for now, we will continue to do our very best under the current plan. we sincerely apologize for our limitations and thank you for your understanding.”

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TOKYO DEBUNKER

LOVE/HATE TEMPLATE

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realistically i could totally pull jin kamurai 🙂‍↕️ (realistically i am delusional)

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some more!! hehe

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✷ You think it's finally time to visit your lover after a hundred years of no physical contact. | 1.2k | cw: ed x f!reader, reader is described as a vampire

The bar is quiet, as the lateness of night comes by. The students began to pack their things and made their way out, until there's no people left but Rui and Lyca.

“Hey doggy, do me a favour and grab me some stacks? I'm sure you know the place already” Rui smiled at the werewolf, who huffs in annoyance, clearly not pleased with how the male called him.

“Tch. I told you I'm not a doggy! Stop calling me that. And sure, I'll grab some stacks from the basement. The same plant, right?”

“Yup, yup! Just grab a few and be careful, ‘kay? Can't risk having a mess down there” Rui winked which Lyca just shrugged off with ‘whatever’ before going down to the basement to grab a stack of plants.

Rui sighed, shoulders dropping in the process. but he quickly turns back to his tasks.

While he was cleaning, Rui hummed through the silence of the bar─that is until he heard a knock, followed by the sound of the door opening

“I'm sorry but we're closed─”

“Good evening gentleman, does Edward reside here?”

A woman dressed in black and deep red clothing that screams elegance entered upon the bar. Rui took a good minute to admire her beauty. the colors that compliments her skin color, the black nails and pale hands that's decorated in jewellery─it is no doubt that this woman is a vampire.

‘Could she be…?’

“Edward? You mean Edward ha─”

Before Rui answered your question, a growl was heard beside you. There, stoof Lyca, glaring at you with his claws out.

“Oi blond gigolo. Who's this?” He asked, eyes never breaking the eye contact within you and him.

“Lyca put your claw down─”

“There's no need to be all defensive, Lyca.”

A deep voice interrupted Rui (yet again) as Ed step down the stairs, earning everyone in the room's attention.

Ed’s eyes flickered towards you, and a rush of warmth spread through his undead heart. “Are my eyes deceiving little old me or is that my wife standing over there?”

You chuckled at his words, making your way towards him, wrapping your arms around his waist─pulling him into a hug. In which he reciprocates in return.

“You know, for someone who hasn't visited me for a hundred years, you sure cling to me like your heart didn't turn cold” he teased. You broke the hug, lifting your chin to take a good look at his unchanged features.

“Uhm, care to explain?”

“Oh shut it Ed. You know I'm out there fulfilling my duties, unlike you.” you emphasized on the word ‘you’ made Ed sighed in defeat.

Rui finally broke his silence as he and Lyca stared at you two dumbfoundedly at the whole situation.

You turned towards them, finally acknowledging their presence, a smile making its way to your face as you introduced yourself, “Forgive me for being forgetful of the introductions. I'm Y/n Hart. Given by my last name, I'm Ed’s wife.”

You watched as their faces morphed into shock, You heard Ed sighed for the second time beside you.

It looks like you have a lot to catch up.

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“So, let me get this straight. You have been together for the past two hundred years?!” Rui exclaimed, Snapping his head at ed with a pointed finger against him, “And you didn't tell us that you have a spouse with you!”

Ed dismissed the stares he's getting, “I was originally planning to tell you and Lyca but what's fun in that?”

“You-!”

Ed quickly drifted the attention to Lyca, who's staring at you quietly while you only smiled sweetly at him in return. “Is there something in my face Lyca?” You questioned.

"No. I was just surprised that moth-eaten casanova had a girl with him." He huffed

"Wife, Lyca. Wife." Ed corrected

You laughed at Lyca’s words, finding him quite adorable for someone who's a werewolf. “I've heard so much about you through Ed’s letter, at first I thought you would be like those fierce wolves that I encountered but it seems like you're not what I expected to be” you explained.

It's true though. Throughout your travelling, you've encountered many werewolves before. Safe to say you always don't go well with them.

As you recall your journey a hundred years ago, Ed found himself staring at you. No matter how many years have passed, you still look ethereal in his eyes. Each night, he kept remembering the day you accepted his offer to spend the rest of your life together in eternity.

The nights you spent basking in eachother while the night is still young─he can't help but craved for those moments again.

Lyca narrowed his eyes towards Ed, who's staring at you with lovestruck eyes.

"stop staring at her weirdly. You moth-eaten cassanova."

"my, my... Can't a man stare at his beautiful wife?" Ed muttered in defeat

Rui sweatdropped at the scene. "Lyca, I don't want to say this for Ed's side, but It's pretty normal for inlove people to stare at each other." he explained

"But how come she isn't staring back at him? She probably dont love him." Lyca pointed out. Erupting a series of laughter from you.

Ed let out a dramatic wince. placing his hand over his chest with a defeated expression. "Must you laugh at me like that my dear?" He shot you a sympathetic look

You calmed down for a bit, wiping the small tears that gathered in the corners of your eyes, "I can't help but find this kid funny my dear. Oh to be young and innocent again.." you sighed.

"Yikes... you two really fit for each other.." Rui sweatdropped. he can't help but picture you and Edward together.

He doesn't want to admit it but you and Ed are truly meant for each other.

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After some little bit of chitchat, you and Ed made your way back to his room after he grew impatient and complained about how his joints are starting to ache.

The moment the doors are closed, he wasted no time attaching himself on you─his mouth leeching on your neck as he nib the skin and slightly grazing his teeth on you.

The contact made you shudder, shivers running down your spine as you try to get a hold of yourself. While he continues to shower you with tender kisses.

“You have no idea how much i missed you, My dear. My nights are boring without you here with me.” he murmured against your ear. You shot him an apologetic look, “I'm sorry, I've been busy doing my research these past few years. Speaking of research, I got what you asked me for.”

You took a small bottle hiding in your back, handing it towards him. You watched as he slowly grinned, eyes glowing in amusement as he observed the bottle in his hand as he inspect it, with the light reflecting against the bottle.

Your eyes narrowed at the bottle, staring at the piece of flower inside it. You turned your head towards him, “it's about that girl's curse am I right?”

He let out a low chuckle before taking your hand and place a kiss on it.

“clever as ever, my love.”

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Late notice, if you weren't aware Short n' Sweet has been put on an indefinite hiatus. Blog will still be active, however there will be rare updates as I have lost interest in JJK </3

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hi!! i was wondering how you made the twitter accounts in this post <3

https://www.tumblr.com/tsukuhoe/767277810826002432/main-cast-yn-ln-27-an-independent-pop-artist

hi! i used twinote on ios/apple device!

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short and sweet hiatus has devastated me but i understand!!! if you don't mind me asking, what other interests (like in animes, movies, yk yk) do you have? 💕💕

hii! thank you so much for being so understanding 🩷 ive recently been very busy since i just graduated a few months ago and is starting my MBA, so i haven’t had the time to do anything lolol

a few interests ive picked up on were mobile games (mostly otome haha) like love and deepspace, tokyo debunker (heavy), what in hell is bad, etc! tbh i’ve spent all my free time to myself catching up with games i stopped playing such as bayonetta, devil may cry, resident evil, silent hill, etc.

i haven’t made time to watch much animes or just any shows in general… but i have picked up apothecary diaries! i haven’t finished it yet tho lol 😭 i also have seen bits of the devil may cry anime so i’d like to check that out too 🩷🩷

thank you so much for asking!

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— 11:38 pm 

you sat on the edge of his bed facing the door, your breath short and unsteady. he laid down behind you— body close but not touching. "you don’t have to talk," he said softly, eyes looking at the back of your figure. “i’m just… here." you turned around looking at him, your eyes were tired, swollen from crying, but there was a small look of gratitude in them. "thank you, but i’m fine— i don't need anybody," you said, voice barely above a whisper. he sighed, seeing through your fib. “you said that lie already.” 

your bottom lip trembled, and before you could say anything else, he reached out and pulled you into his arms, causing you to fall on top of him. you didn’t resist— in fact, the second you folded into his chest, your entire body sank onto his, your eyes welled up with tears again as you lay on his body. he couldn’t stand seeing you in this state. he hated how you kept apologizing for crying and dismissing your tears, as if you were a burden. he hated the sound. not because it was loud— but because those tears weren’t for him. not in that way.

he wrapped both arms around you, holding you tightly. one hand rubbed slow circles on your back, the other cradled the back of your head. your cheek rested against his chest, and he could feel the damp warmth of your tears soaking into his shirt. 

you two stayed like that for a long time, the room filled only with the soft sound of his humidifier and the rhythm of your breathing slowly calming down. you got up from him, pulling back just enough to look up at him. a dark spot on his shirt from your tears spread across his chest. “fuck, i’m sorry,” you sniffled as you grabbed his shirt. “your shirt’s all wet and—” “i don’t really mind.” he said, brushing a strand of hair from your face, “i like my shirt soggy.” you gave him a small, teary smile, and something in his chest eased. 

your breathing evened out, your hands still holding onto his shirt— like you weren’t ready to let go. “i don’t want to be alone tonight,” you murmured. 

“stay here. as long as you need,” he replied immediately. 

you nodded, then slowly curled up closer, your legs tucked beneath his, your head resting just under his chin. he held you in silence, one arm wrapped around your waist, the other tracing light patterns across your back. 

an ‘i love you’ sat on the tip of his tongue, yet he didn’t say it— not yet. this wasn’t everything he wanted—but it was something close. something comforting— something like hope… and for now, for him, that was enough. 

comfort crowd.

— ౨ৎ jin, alan, sho, ritsu, haku, jiro, + [your fav]

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— 11:07 pm

you knocked on the door once before it swung open. “you look like shit,” he said, leaning on the doorframe with a mug in hand. your mascara was smudged, hoodie soaked from the rain, eyes red. “hi to you too.”

he stepped aside, heading towards the kitchen as you kicked off your shoes and collapsed onto the couch like you belonged there… which, to be fair, you did in some sort of way.

a few minutes later, he came back with a mug of water, snacks and tossed a blanket onto you. “so. what did the idiot do this time?” there was a beat of silence. you didn’t say anything— you didn’t have to. he was already able to piece the puzzle together. he took a long sip of his drink, then set it down harder than necessary on the coffee table.

“you know, i really thought he loved me,” you said softly, tears rising before you could stop them, then wiping your eyes with your sleeves. he slouched lower into the couch, eyes on the ceiling. “he probably did. in whatever shallow, two-brain-cell way he’s capable of love.”

“that’s comforting,” you muttered.

“i’m not here to comfort you,” he quickly said, though he threw a pillow at your feet and pushed over the bag of sour candy you liked. “i’m just here so you don’t cry alone like some sad movie cliché.”

you popped one of the candies in you mouth, chewing silently. “you always do this.”

“do what?”

“act like you don’t care.”

“i don’t.” he said. too fast. too defensive. his voice cracked just enough to betray how badly he didn’t mean it. you looked at him, eyebrow raised. “i don’t,” he repeated, but he wouldn’t look at you. “i just hate seeing you waste tears on people who don’t deserve it…”

a moment of silence. “maybe i’ve just been looking for the wrong kind of guy.” you croaked. he looked away from your gaze, towards the blank television screen. “so what is the right kind of guy, then?”

“i don’t know… i guess i’m looking for someone… who’s never weak but always strong. maybe not specifically physical strength but that could work too… someone who’d protect me and defend me wether i’m right or wrong, someone to open every door for me… and someone who who’d promise to never part... i’m a simple person, honestly.” you let out a bittersweet chuckled.

he leaned back, eyes on the ceiling, took a deep breath, because now you’re looking at him like maybe he could be that person. and god, he wanted to be. more than anything. but he wasn’t. and he knew it.

“you’re looking for someone with open arms who’ll pick you up each time you fall,” he said softly. “a lover for your life and nothing more.”

you looked at him, hope gleaming in your eyes. “you’ve always been that for me.” was it wrong for you to be rushing into a new possible relationship less than 24 hours since a break up? most definitely. however, sometimes the heart moves faster than reason, and searching for comfort or distraction, or even just the feeling of being wanted again—

“but i’m not that person. it ain’t me the one you’re looking for.” snapped out of your thoughts, he gave you a tired smile.

it ain’t me, babe.

— ౨ৎ leo, taiga, romeo, ren, sho (again), + [your fav]

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happy Kpop Demon Hunters day!! im so excited to watch this im going absolutely bonkers

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My oil painting of an Uncrustable