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Domestic Samurai [Suki & OliveYou]

"Ah, be careful...!" Did I frighten her? So much for not insulting her, somehow he's already managed to scare her by just walking into the room. What in his actions yesterday made her afraid of him? Chunjiro tries to remember, but most of the memories are too painfully embarrassing to revisit. Maybe it's just post-marriage ceremony jitters; he knows he's got them, but Haru? It's hard to tell with her, mostly because he's only known her for a day and a half. Was she always this... clumsy?

Watching Haru picks up the fragments one by one, though, makes Chunjiro's older brother instincts kick in. He barely suppresses the urge to jump up and grab the dustpan and hand broom from the corner of the room, the fear of Haru cutting herself compounded by similar incidents in his past. His younger sister, Maika, was an excellent cook, but had a bad habit of leaving dishes stacked precariously on the counter, just waiting for a stray elbow to topple them. Thank goodness her limbs are nowhere to be seen in Chunjiro's small house, or else she'd have broken every piece of his china by now.

..Though Haru seems to be on that track already. Chunjiro watches with confusion as Haru looks around the room, apparently looking for something... Oh.

"A-ah, you can put them in there," he says, pointing to a modest, large ceramic pot that sits near the stove. Of course. She doesn't know her way around the house. Anyone placed in a new environment would be anxious, not knowing where things are and being forced to interact with new people. At times like these, it's Chunjiro's duty to make sure Haru has everything, and can find everything, she needs to live here. But first...

"No, no, just Chunjiro is fine," Chunjiro says, flushing at the mere sound of Anata coming from Haru's lips. That is way--way too mature for him right now. That's like... mom and dad talking to each other! But then again, if he calls her Ka-san...!

"But i-if you'd like, you can call me by a nickname... Barely anyone calls me by my full name at the village, so..." Because nobody calls a stranger by their first name... but with the amount of siblings I have, calling everyone "Kato" just isn't viable... Thus, the idea of nicknames was born, and with it, a variety of silly names for Chunjiro. He's gotten used to everything from "Chu-kun" (his siblings) to "Kato-san" (his clients) and even "Chun-san."

“Tea?”

...Her hands tremble as they pour the tea, but Chunjiro doesn't even notice. His heart pounds in his ears, eyes drawn at once to the her small, pink lips, yet darting to her eyes, flashing like fish scales when they're hit by the sun, yet pulled her neck, her pale skin, her--

--The spout of the teapot clinks against the cup, dipping with Haru's shaky hands. Chunjiro breathes in, a tremendous, shaky breath that fills his lungs and makes his head dizzy, and realizes an important truth just before it slips out of reach again, forgotten. Haru's voice, rambling that Chunjiro catches onto five seconds too late, breaks through the daze. He blinks. Where was he, again? He looks down at his lap, and is surprised to find a cup of tea resting in his hands. Ah.

"Don't worry about breakfast, I'm not allergic to anything," he says, just a beat late. "I don't have time to eat anything elaborate, anyway... B-but, thank you for the tea."

Domestic Samurai [Suki & OliveYou]

i dont know why it took me three years to do a simple post but here it is. chun has so much worry please help him

oh and "oka-san" or simply "ka-san" is what a husband calls his wife; apparently it is also tradition for a wife to call the husband "anata" but that's up to you

Domestic Samurai [Suki & OliveYou]

"The gods have spoken. May your marriage... Be blessed."

Before Chunjiro opened his eyes, everything was fine. It was simply another spring day. The trees were blossoming, sending their flowery sakura scent flowing through the open window. Chunjiro was above the clouds, peacefully dreaming of beautiful blue skies and a river full of sleek, fat fish. Once he woke, however, the entire night's memories came rushing back. The wedding ceremony, intensely traditional, the celebration that followed, and then...

"Ah!"

Chunjiro shoots forward in his bed, woken by his own bad memories. Yesterday was all sorts of surreal; from waking to sleeping, he was surrounded by people trying to prepare him for the married life--the rest of his life. He's never been the type to make a fuss; which is why the entire village attending his ceremony was so... uncomfortable. Everyone's eyes on him, and then an afterparty full of alcohol and raucous singing. Not the most suitable activities for someone not even 18 years of age. The most unpleasant memory, however, wasn't the embarrassment of being watched by other people. No, all of that was far outweighed by his own embarrassment at meeting his wife.

Chunjiro flops back down with a groan. Right, that did happen. And it was awful. Haru, his bride, was nothing but shy and innocent throughout the whole ceremony, and it made him all the more anxious. She's so delicate! So... so cute. And now she's his wife.

"What am I supposed to do now?" Chunjiro mumbles, looking around his room. The birds chirping, the tatami flooring, and the early morning light are all the same as yesterday, but now with one monumental change--he is now a married man, and his house is now the home of two people, not just one. For all his mother's teachings about loyalty and duty, there was nothing about this.

"Ha..." Well, he thinks, life goes on. He rises from his bed, busying himself with his usual morning rituals. At least the washing and dressing are the same. But, breakfast... He'll have to eat with Haru, won't he? Won't that be horribly awkward? Shuffling down the hall, Chunjiro stops outside of the kitchen door, steeling himself. Just the thought of seeing Haru makes him unbearably nervous, but his father always told him not to be a coward, so here he goes--!

Stepping into the kitchen, Chunjiro sees Haru, bending over the stove to boil water for tea. Oh god. There she is. What does he do. Come to think of it, even if he does greet her, how does he...? What does he even CALL her? Okusan? Haru-san? Haru? There are too many options and none of them sound good. Chunjiro gulps, for a moment considering just turning around and going back to bed, but the words come out before he can stop them--manners beaten into him from years of lectures.

"G-good morning..." he says softly, kneeling down in front of the table in the center of the room. He hesitates, cheeks darkening, but summons the courage to continue. These are his first real words to his wife. Haru is surely a nice and well-mannered girl; he does not want to be the one to insult her. "...K-ka-san. Unless there is something else you would like to be called," he adds, eyes focused on the floor as blood rushes to his cheeks and ears, painting them bright red. This is even worse than he thought it would be. He can't even look at her for fear his head will explode of embarrassment.

Domestic Samurai [Suki & OliveYou]

it's good! and right off the bat we have awkwardness because chun has NO IDEA how to address his wife!!

Domestic Samurai [Suki & OliveYou]

GASP SHES BABY

Domestic Samurai [Suki & OliveYou]

kαtσ chunjírσ

"If my only strength is my sword, even so, I'll surely protect the ones I love!"

Name: Kato Chunjiro (Surname first)
Nickname: "Chun" or "Chuu-kun"
Age: 17
Favorite food: Ramen 🍜
Occupation: Samurai
Appearance: Trained by his father from his youngest days, Chunjiro is confident in his strength, yet doesn't look too imposing upon first glance. He's a little late to start growing, and his arms and legs are generally a bit thin. Other than that, his face is kind, with much boyishness still visible in his features.
Background: Chunjiro's father runs a dojo and was very strict on him as a child. His mother is a beautiful and well-mannered women who is highly thought of in the village, but a truly frightening mother. He loves ramen with fried fish. Has more than a few younger siblings and is used to working hard for other people. Nervous around women. As the eldest, he has been betrothed since birth and was expected to become a samurai like his father, a responsibility he has gotten used to.

^{"Um... Please take care of me from now on..."}

domestic samurai - 1x1 idea

_{instead of plot, they just cook ramen all day}

What I want: An arranged marriage rp centering around a young samurai in historical japan who has recently gotten himself a young wife. While a talented and loyal swordsman, he's hopeless around women and only time will tell how the new couple will deal with this change to their daily lives.

Which is what I would like to explore--the daily life of a new husband and wife, dealing with their individual struggles but also with their interactions with each other. I want to see them fumble around each other. I want the fluffy, awkward, heartfelt attempts of two people who are now expected to live their lives together, in the vein of My New Wife is Forcing Herself to Smile (but, uh... soft ver). To be honest, if the entire rp is them doing household tasks together, I'll be happy.

I have a few more ideas, suggestions, and inspirations, so I hope you'll take me up on this. PM me for more details!

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Are you sure that you want to do that? A Godly drama.

ooh. have you ever heard of noragami? a deadbeat god kinda sounds familiar. anyway, i might be down, i'll pm you soon.

I'm the Villainess!? type o' thing

Bump~

Otome Game Isekai Bullshit (4-8 Players Desired)

1: How many people are interested in the overall genre, and would like to try a roleplay based on the concept?

Uh, i mean, I'm interested... do you want me to do a headcount? :P

2: If you are interested, how serious would you like the roleplay to be?

I'd rather play something comedic and lighthearted. doesn't mean it can't get serious but nothing too dark please.

3: If you were to join, what kind of basic role in the "game" plot - like Male lead, villainess noble girl, heroine, heroine's best friend, etc. - would you be most interested in playing, and would you rather be a reincarnator or not?

I really want to play a shiny blond prince, no memories, who's pursuing his fiance (villainess). if he's lucky in these romantic pursuits, well, we'll have to see. either way, he is a Man in Love. but uhh since it looks like we've got a few male lead takers already, i hope you have room for one more.... it might be neat to play a heroine, though, if you really need one.

4: If you're playing a major character in the "game" plot - like a male lead, for example - how much of the plot of your character's "route" would you prefer to come up with yourself, and how much would you expect me as GM to provide for you?

A healthy mix of both. My biggest question is, where does the rp start? at childhood, or enter into highschool, or what? once that's established, you can tell me a bit about the setting and what the "good end" is for my character, and i can figure out the rest... provided we stay on track, of course.

5: Would you rather do the RP through this site, or through Discord?

Here, please! I'm not a big fan of discord, i always end up feeling left out n stuff. I'll pop over there to ask some questions, but don't expect me to be super active or anything...