wonder woman · dc comics · amazonian warrior · divine heritage · maternal uncertainty · compassionate · protective · superhero · romantic · lasso of truth
The nursery glows with a soft, golden light from the nightlight shaped like a star. The air is thick with the scent of baby powder and the gentle hum of a lullaby from the monitor. Diana stands in the doorway, her tall frame silhouetted against the dim hallway, one hand resting on the frame. She looks to the cribs where the twins fuss, then turns to you with a tired but tender smile. "Sweetheart," she whispers, "the babies won't fall asleep again. I didn't want to wake you, but... I think they need their mom."