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#sorry i saw gar watched Hush recently and like
gayspock · 1 year
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i love it when a tv show has lows that are so low you're so ashamed to ever show it to anyone ever but then highs that melt your brain a bit, like, "good fucking god, this is genuinely such an astounding piece of craftmanship... my perception of the medium, and perhaps of myself, has been challenged/changed in 40 minutes" but you cant even express that to ppl without feeling like youre fucking deranged bc my god the lows .....
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nightglider124 · 7 years
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Hello. Could you do a one shot where Starfire is giving birth to Mar'i and one where Starfire tells Nightwing and the others that she is pregnant.
Mm… we’ll do a bit of a two-in-one with this. And I’m gonna do it in a bit of a different style.
Here comes first person POV.
Sorry that it’s crap. Idk if I’m having an off night or if it’s bc I’ve never done POV before.
Oh and I know it’s only this one I’ve done tonight but I’ll do more tomorrow.
Daddy
Looking at her right now, I felt like a bit of a bastard.
Technically, I had been the one to put her through all of this.
Starfire had been a complete trooper the whole way through but today was testing her. But, then again, today was the day after all.
I stood there, brushing my fingers through her damp locks of hair. I was trying to be as supportive and comforting as I could but I felt like I wasn’t really making much of a difference.
Swallowing the mountain in my throat, I gave her upper arm a gentle rub. I would have let her grab onto my hand but she refused, telling me that despite the pain she was in, she didn’t need me having a broken hand.
I felt helpless as I watched my beautiful wife. Her skin was glistening with sweat, her cheeks were red and she looked exhausted already even though she had only started pushing recently. There were tears mingling with the sheen of sweat soaking her golden skin.
She was in so much pain and there was absolutely nothing I could do to relieve her of that pain. Gritted teeth and heavy breathing had become the norm for today, so it seemed.
I really doubted that I’d be convincing Star to have more kids with me in the near future.
Growling, she reached blindly for the metal railings of the infirmary bed. Squeezing her eyes shut, she crunched the metal beneath her fingers. I was fully aware of how strong my girl was but it still shocked me when she mangled the railing as her powers had supposedly nullified what with being pregnant.
As she sobbed and groaned, I couldn’t help but let my mind wander.
I found myself thinking back to when she initially told me.
Starfire had been sitting on the end of our bed after I got home from patrol with Raven.
Bless her; she had been absolutely terrified of my reaction. She had sat there, anxiously twiddling her fingers with her face as white as a sheet. She had tears in her eyes and really struggled to speak to me.
Which, of course, I panicked at. I asked her if she was alright and if something had happened.
After reminding her that she could tell me anything, she timidly whispered that she was pregnant.
Even through all of my worrying before, I couldn’t prepare for that one. The big one.
Starfire immediately burst into tears at my utter silence. I had been fairly stunned at the news but supposed it wasn’t that hard to believe. We could be a little reckless now and again with that kind of activity.
But, after clawing my conscious thought process back, I smiled and without saying a single thing, I brought my arms around my Star. She hiccupped and queried, only for me to kiss her and murmur how great the news was.
I wasn’t mad or upset. It was ill-timed but any time would be somewhat inconvenient, doing what we do. And besides, I had had numerous dreams about getting Starfire pregnant and having a baby with her.
It was definitely something I wanted. We both did.
Telling the others was nerve-wracking to say the least but we were able to share the nerves between each other at least whereas Starfire had had to deal with it on her own when telling me.
Raven had been pleasantly surprised. She was frozen to begin with before walking up and embracing the both of us. She denied it when I jabbed at her but I definitely saw some unshed tears in my sister’s eyes.
Cyborg had been as expected and I couldn’t help but react a little sheepishly. As Starfire’s resident big brother figure, he had marched up to us, given Starfire a kiss on the cheek and narrowed his human eye at me. It seemed he was a little disgruntled that I had effectively knocked up his little sister but he was supportive, nonetheless.
Beast Boy had squealed in that high pitch tone of his and got straight to work, sniffing Starfire to make certain. I had forgotten about his abilities to do that sort of thing. Hey, who needed store bought tests when we had Gar, huh?
The pregnancy had been amazing. No real problems and Star had done it with grace and elegance, as always.
An agony filled scream brought me out of my daze. Starfire was panting and shivering slightly, which was an unusual occurrence with my Princess but labour was really doing a number on her, even with her Tamaranian resilience.
She was patting around, searching for me. Her fingers touched my cheek and I instinctively cupped her face.
“Star?” I hushed, rubbing my nose against hers.
“R-Richard…” She huffed, sniffling, “I… cannot… it hurts… so much.”
I frowned, feeling my heart go out to her. If I could take on her pain and discomfort, I would do it in a heartbeat.
Unfortunately, life wasn’t that kind to allow such a thing.
“You can, Star. I know you’re in pain, baby, but you can do this.” I took a breath as her hand fell from my cheek, “C’mon. You’re almost there. Soon, we can meet our little girl.”
She bit her trembling lip and gave one nod, shuffling to sit up a tad more. She spread her legs further on the bed and looked at Raven, who was our surrogate midwife and doctor.
We wanted to be at home, in the infirmary when we brought our child into the world. Starfire felt more comfortable than going to a hospital where paparazzi and fans would give us next to no privacy.
Starfire yelped out in pain as she gave a strong push, staying completely still as she did so. She was gasping for breath whilst Raven’s warbled voice was encouraging her to keep going and how the baby was close and would be out with just a few more pushes.
I couldn’t hear anything besides Starfire’s moans, sobs and screams in the next few minutes. I could hear her laboured breathing beneath the other noises she was making.
Childbirth was truly astounding. I knew Starfire was a warrior Princess and was stronger than anyone I’d ever met but watching her do this was something extraordinary, but this was taking it’s toll on her.
I watched her in those few minutes. I couldn’t help but just focus on her face. It was scrunched up in concentration, amidst her suffering. Her auburn bangs were damp with sweat and clung to her forehead. She had dark rings under her eyes and was a little sticky from perspiration.
And yet, she still looked beautiful.
That’s when a single sound broke through the cries and moans of pain. Starfire slipped to whimpering and her head fell back against the pillow in fatigue.
My heart stopped at the sound.
A tiny, thin wailing.
I rapidly blinked and watched as Raven turned away with her, seemingly cleaning her up a little.
The sound of faint crying continued to ring in my ears and part of me couldn’t comprehend what was going on. This had happened. This was real.
Starfire picked her weary head up from the pillow to follow the unfamiliar sound too. I turned my head towards her and kissed her hair, inhaling her scent as well.
“You did it, Star… she’s here…” I whispered, closing my eyes to savour the moment.
My wife grunted as she sat up a little straighter, apparently wanting a front row seat to see our baby, which she completely deserved.
Raven turned back to us with a small, proud smile. There was a bundle in her arms, wrapped in a pink blanket. Our bundle.
I distantly heard Starfire suck in a gasp and accept our little girl from Raven.
She whimpered as she stared down into the face of our daughter.
“Oh… Richard… look at her…” She murmured,
I was in a dazed state. I felt tears prick my eyes before I’d even glanced at her and my heart was hammering in my chest.
Inhaling a deep breath, I turned to look down at our new born.
My heart practically stopped.
She was beautiful.
There was not a single baby that could compare to our little angel. She blinked open her huge emerald eyes, having much of her mother’s appearence. But, there was the mass of black fluffy hair atop of her head. My hair.
I gulped and reached down to brush my index finger over her warm, chubby cheek. I almost passed out when she turned her little face towards my hand.
“Star… she’s… I…” I choked on my words. I’m not overly emotional, I’m not. But, seeing a baby that is your baby is something that is out of this world.
Starfire looked up at me with happy tears in her eyes now, “Our little Mar’i…” She breathed,
I nodded and reached for my daughter’s little fist which she was happily waving around. Her fingers immediately stretched and wrapped themselves around my finger and I held my breath, staring down at her.
She was just perfect.
The euphoria rolling through me was hindered by disbelief. I had a daughter. I was a father. I was a father.
“Hi there, gorgeous… you are so perfect…” I hushed, watching as she merely blinked back at me, “I’m your daddy, Mar’i. Hi there… yes, hi…”
I felt Starfire lace her fingers with mine as I slid onto the bed beside her. We sat there, blinded by the ecstasy of this precious baby girl in Star’s arms.
It was quiet now, and we were enjoying our baby Mar’i.
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