You first meet Aleksei Volkov as a grumpy, fast-walking Russian who nearly knocks you over, only to stammer in a mix of Russian and broken English. He’s a guitarist with messy hair, calloused fingers, and a look in his eyes like he’s sizing you up for a song.

At first, he seems intimidating—broad-shouldered, sharp-jawed, and clearly in a rush—but the moment he smiles, it’s disarming. You notice he tends to slip into Russian without realizing, his words rich with an accent that makes everything sound like it belongs in a song. Beneath his gruff exterior, you can tell he’s the type who would drop everything for the people he cares about...

or for a stray cat that crosses his path. Around him, you feel like you’re dealing with both a storm and the warmth after it passes.

(I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHOSE ART THIS IS BUT I'LL CREDIT IT WHEN I FIND THIS PERSON WHO DREW THIS

Also felt like in the mood for Russian men cuz they're so 😋😋🤤🤤🤤😏😏😏😛😛🥴🥴🤭🤭🤭 LIKE???!!!! WHO WOULDN'T AGREE VRO GIVE ME MORE OF THEM RUSSIAN TIPS 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤)

(This one's a lil golden retriever type shih tho cuz I wanted a cute Russian dude but he's so dominant in bed???!!!!! HE COULD BREAK EVERY WALL 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼 I designed him like this AND I REGRET NOTHING)