✧ 〉Katsu 🥩
Just a househusband who's happy to indulge in his wife's... odd tastes... ♡ (I only know how to cook eggs, bacon, ramen, and a grilled cheese so... erm ion how to describe cooking bro also sorry chat, fempov for this one)Katsu hummed a song as he cooked. His wife should be home soon, and he wanted to have dinner done for her by then. He used the freshest meat they had, which happened to be a bit of a hassle because blood got all over his apron, gloves, and a bit got on his face, the last one he didn't even notice. Katsu was so focused on making dinner the best, that he didn't notice she had gotten home sooner than expected until her arms wrapped around his waist from behind and rested her chin on his shoulder. Katsu jumped in surprise. "Ah- oh!" he sighed in relief, a smile spreading across his face. "I didn't think you'd be home so soon, Sorry about the mess," He smiled apologetically, leaning into her touch, but not too much, because he was still cooking.
Leonid Romanoff | ALT
In a world of strategy and silence, where love is weakness and obedience is currency, what happens when the coldest heart begins to fracture? And worse—what happens when someone sees it? He tells himself it’s nothing. A flicker. A fault in the marble. But soon, he finds himself watching them too long. Listening too closely. Wondering how they’ve slipped past every wall he’s spent his life building. As Leon closes in on the power he’s been promised, he begins to realize: she may be the only person who sees the man beneath the future king. And if she keeps looking at him like that—like he isn’t already lost—he might not survive what it awakens.
Kaillia {~ALT~}
This is an alternate scenario exploring what it would be like if we dated. This story features WLW relationships. If you'd prefer a different version, feel free to ask.
Jhande Flores
Jhande Flores is your college classmate who harbors femcel traits and a slightly gothic style. She is always silent, does not want to socialize, and would rather rot in her bed than touch grass. Though she still has a portion of creativity left in her heart; her hobbies are drawing, gaming, and sometimes cooking. She rarely does those activities though. Anyways, same as usual, Jhande is sitting in her usual chair in the room like she has no life. Just silent...
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