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💓 for the baby mama Wynn~ (◡‿◡✿)

Send me a heart for my muse’s reactions to yours giving them a kiss… [Accepting!]

💓…because they just couldn’t resist my muse’s lips

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     There were times when it was easy to forget that Link was a skilled warrior who was known for his prowess in battle. Though Wynn had borne witness to the Hylian’s ability to defeat his foes with little trouble, having been protected by him on more than one occasion, there was no trace of a desire to be anywhere else but by her side when they were together. In these moments, it was all too clear that, had he been given the choice, Link likely would have never taken up a sword at all, with his gentle demeanor suited for far more peaceful occupations. The gods of this world, however, clearly had other plans in mind for her fiancé.

     That didn’t mean that Wynn couldn’t help him to find moments of peace whenever possible though - such as this one, where she lay back, propped up by some pillows, while he rested his head against her tummy, hands, shifting every so often as they tried to find a hint of movement from the baby inside. She was due any day now, the healer had advised, a fact which Wynn couldn’t help but be relieved by. Not only were they both eager to meet their little one, but the child had grown pretty heavy and the lycan was quite ready to evict them from her belly so that they might, at last, be welcomed into the world.

     “Ah-- they’re moving right... here.” Patting lightly against the spot on her stomach, the sight of a grin stretching its way across Link’s face had Wynn’s heart skipping a beat, the almost childish giggle that escaped him causing a warmth to rise in her chest. He always got so excited, as if it were the first time he’d ever listened for their unborn baby, and Wynn could imagine what he’d be like when the little boy or girl finally made their arrival.

     “You know that I probably feel them before you do, right?” she teased softly, her own slender fingers threading through blonde locks gently as Link peeked up towards her. For several moments, he seemed to stare at her, and Wynn felt her cheeks growing more with each that passed, her own natural shyness welling up as she ended up breaking eye contact, a slightly embarrassed laugh escaping the pregnant lycan. “Wh-What’re you staring at?”

     Link’s response wasn’t a verbal one. Instead, he shifts in place, drawing Wynn’s gave back to him so that she might raise an questioning brow. The swordsman only scoots himself further up on the bed, however, a hand coming to rest against one of her cheeks as the blonde leaned in, brushing their lips together. Within seconds, the brunette felt herself melting as her eyes fluttered shut and her pulse skipped a beat - she hoped that never stopped happening whenever he kissed her.

     “You.” the Hylian murmured once contact broke, and it took Wynn a moment realize that Link was answering her earlier question. She may have gotten a tad distracted while he’d been kissing her, if the redness in her cheeks was anything to go by. “What else would I stare at?”

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“How are you feeling?” //For his baby mama Wynn ♡

Assorted Injuries

@hyaciiintho

    It seemed as if Link spent most of his time worrying about her, now that he was home. Though the shock of discovering that he was going to be a father had rattled him, the blond had still been quick to ensure that he made up for the time that he’d been away during the rest of Wynn’s pregnancy, a fact that the brunette admittedly appreciated. At this point, many of the tasks that she’d mostly taken care of herself had grown more difficult to accomplish thanks to the change in her figure and her energy seemed to be at an all time low. Not only that but, while she tried not to complain too much about it, she was often sore, with her back being the worst of it.

    Needless to say, it would have been a lie to say that she wasn’t grateful to be able to rest more often.

    Link had shooed her away from the dishes after lunch that day, insisting that he could take care of them himself while she went to lay down. Her protests had been brief, and it wasn’t long before she’d found herself in their shared bedroom and, rather quickly, ended up dozing off. The lycan wasn’t certain as to how long she’d been asleep when a slight dip in the mattress had her stirring, her own blue eyes meeting with a familiar set that matched hers in colour.

    “Sorry,” he murmured softly, a hand reaching out to brush messy bangs out of her face, “I was trying not to wake you. How’re you feeling... ?”

    “Mmmm... ‘m alright,” came her sleepy mumble, her hand seeking his as it began to draw away. The brunette’s fingers slipped between his quite easily, threading together as if they’d always been meant to do so. The sight of a small smile tugging at the corners of Link’s lips had a warmth rising in her chest, her expression mirroring his as he lifted her hand up to kiss gently. She’d missed this while he’d been away, these quiet moments that belonged to just the two of them - though, it wouldn’t be only two of them for long, as a soft movement within the swell of her middle reminded.

    “C’mere...” Coaxing him lower, Wynn’s free hand found the back of Link’s head and she gently drew him down, guiding the Hylian until the side of his head pressed against her tummy. Almost immediately, the swordsman’s eyes seemed to light up as he adjusted himself slightly, pressing his ear against her skin as if to listen to the unborn child inside. “They wanted to say hello...”

    There was no denying they were both anxious about what parenthood would bring. A lot of uncertainty hung over their heads, fears that ate at the both of them - but it wasn’t all scary. Moments like this, where she could hear Link giggling as he felt their baby kicking against his head left her feeling more at peace than she could ever remember. It was like a quiet reassurance that even if things were challenging, they would get through it.

    In the end, they’d be okay.