(For the Anon that wanted to see Alastor doting on pregnant Shimo and the birth of Aria 😊 @frostedclock wrote as Alastor with me ✨ Also ‘Kage’ is the Japanese word for shadow so that’s what Shimo calls his shadow. Frosted’s version of Alastor also has fur on his neck, shoulders and back.)
Shimo: She was so far along in her pregnancy that she was really due any day now. The doe was round and swollen with Alastor’s fawn. A female. She had just finished showering and slipping into a clean gown. Shimo had kept herself hidden away during these last few weeks. Really, Alastor had been very adamant about keeping her away as well. He wanted her safe and unbothered.
The doe was restless and had spent many hours getting things prepared for the new arrival. She had moved a bassinet next to their own bed. Wanting to be as close as possible to their fawn. Often times she would wander around the bayou and end up pacing. There were worn spots in the mossy ground from her having it done so often lately. Sometimes Alastor would have to venture deeper into the woods he’d conjured just to find her resting against a tree.
She managed to get herself winded in the process of setting up a blanket underneath one of the many cypress trees. The doe was panting softly with a hand on her belly and settled in her little spot she’d picked.
Alastor: Kage was never too far from the doe. It slinked in the shadows and kept close whenever Alastor wasn't in the same place as Shimo. Alastor himself was heading back to the room. He had grown on edge and nearly yelled at Niffty. He sighed as he reached his room. The scent of his mate so close to birthing made his antlers itch and he gave an involuntary kick of his hoof against the wood floor before it became bayou.
He took his coat off and headed into the swamp to look and see where his little doe had decided to create a little den this time. A soft smile returned to his lips.
Shimo: She was finally settled in her little spot. Her backside was against the trunk and she was breathing heavily. Sometimes it took longer for her to catch her breath. The fawn was pummeling her rib cage which made her wince. “Y-Yes, I know little one….” she rubbed circles on her belly to try and soothe them.
Her eyes lifted to meet Alastor’s and her ears laid back a bit. “Welcome back, Darling. It seems this one is ready to come out. Really any day now.” She inhaled through her nose and exhaled through her mouth to try and relax. Her whole body ached. Especially her breasts that were full of milk. She patted the spot beside her in an inviting manner. “Your presence seems to be the one that calms her the most…I also have a name for her should you agree to it.”
Alastor: Alastor slowly approached her side and took a seat next to her. His hand went to her belly, rubbing the swell in which his little fawn had grown. " Tell me. More than likely I will agree with you. " He chuckled and kissed her softly.
His hand ran up to the top of her belly. He had to resist touching the swollen breasts so ripe with milk. She looked so beautiful to him like this. He felt the want to see her like this more but he pushed it down as he looked at her with a gentle, loving gaze.
His ears folded back and he let his hand rest on her stomach, feeling the movement and heartbeat beneath. He worried for the upcoming days, he could see things swelling to a head since the return of Charlie from heaven and her alliance with Cannibal Town.
Shimo: She relaxed more at his touch even if the fawn got more excited. She would kick and push at her father’s hand as if she knew just who Alastor was. Her head was lower which meant that the birthing process would be easier than if she was breached. That could be dangerous for both Shimo and the fawn. Really, the doe was restless and anxious. Anything could go wrong.
She hissed in a breath at the shifting of their fawn as she finally settled down. “I have a feeling she will be here sooner rather than later. I’m a bit scared if I’m being honest. It’s not like I’ve done this before and I’m just…oh I don’t know.” She huffed before realizing that she forgot to answer her own question.
“As for her name…I like Aria.” She tried to free her mind of such worries but it was difficult. The doe closed her eyes while laying her head on his shoulder. Shimo tried to focus on his hands rubbing her stomach. It was soothing. “Kage tends to…go after my breasts. I don’t particularly mind as it does feel nice. I don’t think it’s in a sexual way…?” She raised a brow while flicking her gaze towards his shadow.
“Then there’s everything going on with this extermination and the fact that I won’t be able to do anything. I’m just so—-Ouch!” She gasped out as her getting upset caused a false contraction. This had her snatching up Alastor’s hand to squeeze while pinning her ears back.
Alastor: Alastor chuckled gently as she spoke of Kage going after her breasts. The being was an extension of himself in a sense, so it was likely Kage just wanted to do the thing that Alastor secretly desired to do at times. He paused and his ears shot up hearing her have pain.
" My doe. " He spoke gently and he held her closer to him, both his hands rested over her belly. " Do I need to fetch Rosie? She offered to help in the process...."
Alastor had a feeling that she might be the only one he would allow near Shimo right now. His fur stood up on the back of his neck as he thought of anyone else getting close to his fawn or doe.
Kage made a worried expression in the cutout that was his face and made some static noises as he curled around the two of them like a dark wisp of smoke.
Alastor had no idea how to handle something like this and he knew he needed a tad of help. If anything went wrong now of all times....
Shimo: Her muscles tensed up as she expected the contraction to go away. She’d been having false ones the closer she got to delivery. However, this one was much longer. It had her wincing and biting her lip.
Surely the fawn wasn’t deciding now of all times to come. Shimo wondered if her being so upset had stirred their child up. The doe kept her ears pinned while trying to breathe through it. Then she felt it. A gush of something wet flowed between her legs and stained her gown. Her golden eyes rounded in alarm as she slowly stared at her mate. “I think…my water just broke. We need to get—-.” She was cut off by another bout of pain. Another contraction.
There was no doubt that her labor was starting. She was panicked and practically on the verge of hyper ventilating. Shimo had obviously never done this before and was worried about so many things. All of that only worsened her pain it seemed.
“A-Alastor…I can’t move…” she whined out and knew he’d have to carry her to Rosie or summon the woman to this very spot. This bed she had made. She groaned while he kept one hand on her belly and the other was being squeezed by the doe. Her ears were flat and her tail drooped. She’d never been in so much pain.
All that preparation and research wasn’t enough. Shimo was a strong, prideful woman and she was going to just have to grit and bare it to bring their fawn into this world.
Alastor: Alastor felt his nerves go into overdrive as he saw her water break. The whole room flickered into darkness for a moment, his powers out of his control for a split moment
He used his shadows to pull Rosie into the bayou as he made soft noises in his throat at his doe. His instincts rearing their ugly he held Shimo close. He had his ears folded back and he growled towards Rosie. " Help her. " His fur was bristled and his ears were twitching at every sound Shimo was making.
He was normally a calm man but this was something he had never experienced before and here in Hell no doubt. Where everything goes wrong if it can. He didn't want to move in case his doe needed him.
Shimo: Exhausted and relieved. That was the best way to describe Shimo's current state. Her labor had been quick thankfully. It was as if instinct took over at hearing the cry of their little fawn and both ears perked straight up. She pushed herself to sit up a bit more -- wincing in the process as blood flowed from between her legs. Shimo felt her mind wavering and on the verge of losing consciousness from it all. "A-Alastor...is she okay?" her voice cracked with worry.
Rosie handed Alastor the crying bundle to gather into his arms and knew that she was in excellent hands. "Just soothe her for a moment while I get Shimo stitched up and cleaned...then I'll step out and let you two bask in the presence of that wonderful little fawn." She had the supplies needed to repair the perineal tear and make quick work of the doe's stitches.
Aria continued to wail and gather fresh air into her lungs while those tiny ears swiveled this way and that -- trying to figure out the world around her. She felt warm and secure in the blanket and only when she felt the presence of her father did she calm down.
The overlord finished up her work and even went about assisting in getting Shimo fresh towels to lay on. Everything was taken care of. Rosie then walked over to Alastor's side and felt her eyes brim with emotion at seeing the little darling. "Oh Alastor...she's this wretched place's miracle. Congrats to the both of you." She looked between the couple with a smile and vanished into the shadows with her own powers, back to Cannibal Town.
Alastor: Alastor had tried to keep his cool during the event, Rosie was extremely helpful in that department. He was thankful it didn't stretch on for hours and hours.
He didn't think he would be able to handle that at all.
He was relieved as he watched the little fawn get swaddled in the blanket. His ears folded back and his hand ran through Shimo's hair gently as he listened to Rosie for a moment, though he wasn't truly paying attention to what she had said. He couldn't help but listen to the little wails and distressed fawn noises that emitted from Aria.
He took her gently from Rosie and looked at her with slightly wide eyes. She was so small to him, so fragile almost.
He thanked Rosie before she left. He leaned down and kissed the little nose of his baby girl. He looked to Shimo and he nuzzled her gently. He held most of the infant's weight but he placed her in Shimo's arms.
He knew she would want to see the baby before she got any rest. " She's perfect.... " He whispered.
Shimo: She watched as Alastor handled Aria and couldn’t help but to smile. He was so gentle with her. This powerful being that everyone feared and yet there was a whole different side to him. The doe kept her ears back and was still very exhausted. Her breasts ached at hearing the fawn’s cry and she knew it would be time to feed Aria.
She gave his cheek a quick kiss when he nuzzled against her. Her tail wagged once she cradled their fawn in her arms. Shimo scrunched up her nose to touch it to Aria’s. “Hello, little one…” she whispered as Aria made soft little bleats and cooed. She had a head full of hair that matched Alastor’s. Her face held the same speckled markings as her mother and she too had a little doe nose. The eye color was a deep golden. A perfect blend of both of them.
“She is perfect…I can’t believe we created something so precious.” Her tone was soft and she gently handed the bundle back towards Alastor.
“Why don’t you hold her for a bit? She’ll want to feed here soon but I just want to rest for a moment here with the both of you.” Her head rested back against the trunk of the tree she was seated under. “I wasn’t expecting to have her out here but it seems almost natural.”
Alastor: Alastor nodded and he took Aria back into his arms fully. He kissed the top of Shimo's head and then he kissed down her cheek, peppering kisses before landing on her lips. "Go ahead and rest. I will watch our fawn."
Our fawn. The words felt strange on his lips but he felt a swell of emotions inside of him as he spoke it.
He let Shimo rest as he looked at the small bundle in his arms. His ears twitched and moved at every little sound she made. A daughter. Something he never even thought of having, let alone imagined it before Shimo came to him.
He hummed a soft jazz tune as he held the little fawn closely. Kage swirled around him and looked over his shoulder to see the little bundle for its own eyes. Its smile stretched more and made clicks and static sounds like excitement.
" Settle down, you. " He chided his own shadow. Though he knew the being usually showed the emotions that the buck didn't express himself.