#i. tezcatlipoca x wynne

[yourgirlsarchived]

“Tez! They’re moving, come and feel!” Wynne of course

He's a little more than excited about that, he feels, in fact, as much like a green youth again as can be possible. Wynne is to be thanked or perhaps lauded for that. Her and their little one.

Hurrying from where he'd been working he smiles and places his hands on her belly. It takes a moment and then. "Ha, there they are!" Crouching, he leans in close to her. "Hello, tachkau otlasohtili. Be kind to your mother, hm? It is good to meet you properly today."

[yourgirlsarchived]

It would likely shock many to know that he's never taken a spouse nor fathered children. Few divine shun such things after all. How many god-born children are there running around this world? Some did it because they could, others were answering prayers, others still truly loved those they created with.

So when his very mortal friend speaks of a future and children, Tezcatlipoca doesn't count himself in the running. Especially given she wants to help reinvigorate her people. That notionally requires a mortal partner. Half-gods attract trouble, it's in their nature once their purview is revealed. Root out that which opposes them. And aren't her people a dual god society? How can she have him as the father of her children, and not ruffle feathers?

Does he want to take this road with Wynne? Yes. Of course he does. She's one of few people he enjoys being around, one of few who can claim to have drawn him into the world properly. An honor such as loving her is...a blessing he's not sure fate is truly bestowing on him. It's hard to imagine that.

"Me." He is the creator of the heavens and his friend has struck him speechless. She even utters his full name, which can be quite a challenge for some. "I would be honored, if a life with me is what you want. I would support you no matter who you bonded with, Wynne. I can't lie and say I am upset or displeased you're choosing me, I just - want you to be sure about it. Though I imagine this is a plan several years in the future?"

There are times where Wynne has to remember this is Tez she’s talking to, after all. He can be a little odd. Eccentric. Hey, so can she! It’s part of why, she thinks, they fit together so well. Unfortunately, sometimes her literal divine friend can be a little thick and so she has to help.

Not that she minds. At least not right now.

Her people need help and, as the latest Crown Princess, she is obliged to help however she can. Nightly prayers to Solisari and Thora these past months have helped her come to this conclusion. She only hopes it is the right one. Although, she loves Tez. Maybe not in that way, yet, but she is trusting him with this information. Wynne hasn’t even told her mother about this plan or wish. The mere fact she’s holding his hand whilst discussing this should be clue enough. It’s not like she’s never held his hand before but context is everything!

She blushes at his praise, but his inability to open his eyes on this matter is baffling.

“I think you’re missing the point here, oh mighty and powerful warrior god. I’m telling you this for a very obvious reason.” By the Mother, does she have to spell it out? Sigh. “I want, Tezcatlipoca, to do this with you.” She never ever uses his full name. The importance level has just shot way up. “I want to produce this brood of mine with your help. I want you to be the father of my children. What do you say?”

[yourgirlsarchived]

He bites his lips to keep rom laughing at the face Wynne makes when he gives the number spread of a brood. She is adorable and endlessly endearing. But he's also not blind to the fact that this is important to her.

As evidenced by the way she explains things. He wonders, idly, where her peoples' gods are. He and his had tried to help their people when similar had happened. Not that it matters much for this conversation. Tez is sure Wynne will be a wonderful mother. Boundless energy and a strong sense of good as well as an abundance of kindness. Her children will be quite blessed in that respect. It's annoyingly easy to tamp down is jealousy that someone else will be -

"Crazy?" Tez parrots. He's clearly been spending too much time with the mortals. She's ...holding his hand. His siblings and such are no doubt laughing at him right now.

"You don't sound crazy at all, wanting to help your people is noble. You've a nurturing manner about you, Wynne, your children will be blessed to be born to you. And whomever the right person may be, they will be doubly so." And doesn't that sentiment just sit like swallowed glass? None-the-less, Tez wants Wynne to be happy in her life, with her choices. That matters far more than anything he might desire concerning her.

Wynne does her best to not pass away right then and there at Tez mentioning 67 children. Even if she lived to be 500, she’s not sure she’d be able to have that many… or want to, truth be told. Not that she doesn’t want a good many, but that’s a lot!

But it’s Tez she’s talking to, and so she recomposes herself. “Well,” she moves some food around on her plate absentmindedly, “you know how my people are only a couple handfuls in comparison to how they were before Heleth was destroyed.” Even going on three decades later. “I mean, I’ve always wanted to have kids someday but I’ve never really found the right person. It would be beneficial two ways: I get to be a mom and help repopulate.”

Sure they won’t be full Helethi but that would never be an option with her half-human ancestry anyway. She doesn’t want to spring this on her friend but it’s not like she hasn’t noticed anything lately. Her free hand slides over the booth table and squeezes his. “What do you think? I’m not sounding crazy, am I?”