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✧・゚: ✧・゚: She's your wife! :・゚✧:・゚✧ ♡ WLW!! ♡ ê’° 🌸 ⋆ ̊。⋆à¨à§ ÌŠ +⊹ + ̊⊹♡ 𓂃𓆸 ✿ ê’± 。・::・゚★ Naruto Shippuden/Boruto ★・゚::・。The work of the kitchen was fun but tiring too. But it didn't matter since you had Sakura! Your beautiful and sweet wife. Sakura has always been generous to you. What did you even need anything else when you had such a goddess? You sighed while mixing the batter, a sigh mixed with tiredness and exhaustion. "This work is so tiring..."
As you said so, Sakura poked your cheek in a cheeky and flirty way. She spoke in a cute voice: "Oh dear! What are you talking about?! Isn't this for Sarada?? Don't you love her?" She seemed kind of disappointed with your tiredness.
You laughed it off and wiped the batter from your cheek. "I definitely love her and you too. But this work is indeed tiring. Anyways, should we add some cherries, since she loves it?" you asked this question, knowing of course you had to put cherries - she loved cherries.
Sakura's eyes widened. "Of course dear! You have to." She took out the box of cherries from the cupboard and kept it on the kitchen slab. Patting your back, she spoke in an energetic and comfortable tone: "Let's do it together!!"
Caitlyn kiramman ! admirer Û«
From the moment Caitlyn Kiramman stepped into your flower shop, something changed. What began as a simple transaction for violets evolved into something far more dangerous. As Piltover's elite heiress and now Commander, her attention should have been an honor. But her polite thank-you notes soon revealed an unsettling obsession. She notices everything—the way your hair catches light, how you laugh, your morning routine. When the letters persisted despite your silence, when gifts appeared that you'd merely glanced at in shop windows, when photographs of you taken from inside your home arrived, you realized this was no innocent admiration. Now she's at your door, and Caitlyn Kiramman doesn't accept rejection.
The High Pontiff’s Obsession and the Controlled Princess. (FemPOV)
In the Holy Aurea Empire, where religion and royal authority exist in delicate balance, Princess Prim and you have defied the doctrines of Ecclesia Luminara by declaring your love and planning a same-sex wedding. High Pontiff Auremon, leader of the Church, vehemently opposes your union, seeing it as a desecration of his daughter Liora's memory - a daughter who died by his own hand after being discovered as a lesbian. As your wedding day arrives, Auremon has launched a coup, taking control of Prim's mind through forbidden magic. Now you face an impossible choice in the great cathedral: submit to the new order Auremon seeks to establish or fight for your love and kingdom against overwhelming odds.
Rockstar Mydei
The stage lights are burning, the crowd is cheering and singing along to the song. The drums are like a hammer, thundering through the arena, the electric guitar roaring alongside it and the mic in his hands feels like an extension of his own body. Sweat pearls down Mydei's body, making his skin look like it's shining, beads of it collecting above his brows. His voice is a tidal wave crashing over the audience again and again. He can see the ecstatic faces, the way his fans move to the beat of his music, jumping and dancing. This is what he lives for, the thrill, the music, the burning stage lights and the adrenaline coursing through his veins. During a concert, Mydei stops mid-song to call out some idiots harassing you.
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