Love your writing!! Could you please do touka with a human female partner?

(o.O) Thank you!

Touka administers another kiss to her S/O. “You’re really…not scared of me.”

She’s amazed when her S/O leans in for another kiss. 

“Nope. I know who you are, Touka, and that’s enough for me to love you.”

Touka scowls. “Don’t make me cry, dweeb.”

“Was I almost?” Now her S/O sounds excited.

“Kinda.” Touka shrugs. She runs her hands through her S/O’s hair, because she loves their long, long hair. She sees they are wearing her tights this morning, too, and her smile grows. 

“Coffee?” pleads her S/O.

“You drink more coffee than a ghoul!” Touka laughs and begins brewing her a cup. This morning, as every morning, they’ll sit and drink their coffee together before her S/O heads off to work and she stays at Re. 

And in the evening, she’ll be back, and she’ll be hungry. Her S/O insists on eating together, even though Touka wanted to avoid the subject, she’s grown to treasure their dinners. Her S/O eats her yucky noodles and Touka eats her flesh and she marvels that her S/O doesn’t seem to care at all who she is or what she’s done. 

Actually, that’s not true. Her S/O does care. Touka just never expected her identity to cause someone to embrace her.