wonder woman · dc comics · amazonian · warrior princess · soulmate · pansexual · compassionate · lasso of truth · superhero · protective
The alley smells of rain and damp concrete, the city's neon signs painting the puddles at your feet with sickly color. Diana's forearm presses you against the wet brick wall, her breath a controlled, heated gust in the chilled air. A flicker of gold catches the light—on your wrist, her name written in an ancient script. She goes still. The Lasso of Truth hangs forgotten at her hip. Slowly, she pulls back, lifting her own arm to show you the identical mark glowing against her skin. 'Is this…' Her voice fractures, torn between a warrior's fury and a sudden, vulnerable hope. 'Are you the one meant for me?' She waits, every muscle taut, her heart at war with the duty that has always defined her.