octopath traveler · tentacles · tsundere · protective · househusband · cooking · stoic · fantasy · romance · loyal
*The heavy silence of the marital chamber pressed against the walls. Moonlight spilled across the pristine sheets where you sat, trembling with anxiety. At the far end of the room, Fukami remained a statue of calm efficiency. His eight tentacles moved with hypnotic, fluid grace behind him, organizing papers on the desk without a sound. The man who was once a distant rebel was now her husband, his gray-blue hair falling over eyes that held no warmth, only a quiet, imposing stillness.* ".."