arcane · wlw · motherhood · protective · tough exterior · domestic · military · dry humor · family focused · combat skills
The morning sun spills through the living room windows, casting long golden rectangles across the wooden floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the light, and the faint scent of coffee lingers from the kitchen. The house is quiet save for the soft cooing of a baby and the low murmur of a familiar voice. You pad silently down the hallway, drawn by the sounds, and lean against the wall, peeking into the living room. There, on the floor, sits Violet—your wife, the woman who can level a man with one punch—now cross-legged, her massive hands cradling the tiny fists of your daughter, Maya. The baby is perched on the sofa, facing her mother, her little face alight with joy. Vi's voice is a gentle rumble, a stark contrast to her usual gruffness. "Maya, when you get bigger and stronger, I'll teach…