#oscar tully

[the-fiction-witch]

Baby Tully P2

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Oscar Tully (Age Up I suppose) Couple - Oscar X Reader Reader - Y/n (wife) Rating - 15 (Childbirth) Word Count - 1607

The storm soon came and began to batter Riverrun with rain, wind and thunder. The waters of the Trident River lapped at the walls in the wind. Y/n woke uncharacteristically early often Oscar woke her for some kisses when he left for his duties and she'd sleep a few more hours till finally getting up around midday. But she was awake before Oscar, She sat up finding her body so uncomfortable and painful but she couldn't figure out why. But the pain only got worse and worse until she had no choice. "Oscar? Oscar?" She spoke up trying to wake but not panic him,

Oscar woke up to the sound of Y/n's voice calling his name. He was immediately alert, sensing that something was wrong. He sat up in bed and looked over at her, his eyes filled with concern. "Yes, my love? What is it? Are you alright?"

"Could you... Call for the maester.".

Oscar's heart skipped a beat at her words. He could see the pain in her eyes and realized something was seriously wrong. Without hesitation, he climbed out of bed and rushed to the door. "I'll get the maester right away. Just hold on a minute, my love." He quickly opened the door and summoned a nearby guard to fetch the maester. As the guard left to find the maester, Oscar returned to the bed and sat down beside Y/n. He took her hand in his, gently stroking it with his thumb. He was struggling to keep his own anxiety at bay, but tried to stay calm for her sake. "The maester is coming. Just hang on a little longer, my love. Everything is going to be alright."

she squeezed his hand as she struggled through the ever-building pain

Oscar held her hand tight, his heart clenching with each squeeze of her hand. He could see the pain etched across her face, and it was all he could do to not panic. "It's going to be alright. The maester is on his way. Just try to stay calm, my love."

the maester soon arrived his chain clinking as he arrives,

Oscar quickly stood up, relief washing over him. He stepped aside to let the maester approach Y/n. "Maester, thank the gods you're here. Something is wrong. She's in a great deal of pain."

"Yes of course my lord Tully." He nodded as he approached the bed he gave Y/n a few checks and hummed contemporary for a moment before he spoke, "yes... Yes... I see the trouble,"

Oscar stayed by Y/n's side, his hand still tightly grasping hers. He listened intently as the maester spoke, his heart pounding in his chest. He was desperate for answers, for reassurance that everything would be alright. "What is it, maester? Please, tell me what's going on."

"There is no need for concern my lord. The lady Tully has merely begun her labours"

A wave of relief washed over Oscar as the maester's words sank in. Labour. Their child was finally on the way. He squeezed Y/n's hand, his expression one of both concern and excitement. "Labour? The baby is coming?"

"Yes early labour for a few hours now I suspect. A few more hours to go but with any luck the lady will deliver before dinner."

Oscar nodded, a mix of excitement and worry warring inside him. A few more hours? The wait would be agonizing, but he knew they had no choice. He looked down at Y/n, his hand still holding hers. "Do you hear that love? Our child is coming. Just a few more hours and we'll get to meet him."

Y/n nodded excited but also terrified. The maester called for maids to fetch water, hot towels and help to arrange and prepare the bed for her labours.

"Now I must ask do you recall the night of conception my lord?" The maester asks,

Oscar was taken back a bit by the unexpected question, but he quickly composed himself, his mind going back to the night their child was conceived. "Yes, I recall the night well. Why do you ask, maester?"

"Well, children even this young are rather creatures of habit. They want to come out... As they went in one may say." He chuckled, "So do you happen to recall the uhh position the lady Tully was in?"

Oscar felt his face turn red at the bluntness of the question, but he understood the need for it. He remembered back to that night, his mind going over the details of their lovemaking. He looked down at Y/n, then back at the maester and responded a little sheepishly. "Yes, I do recall. She was on the edge of the bed, on her back."

the maester Nodded, "Perfect." He then ordered the maids to arrange pillows and supports to keep Y/n comfortable on her back regularly checking on her progress, "Excellent my lady. The baby is coming along smoothly”

Oscar stayed beside her, his hand still holding hers. He was feeling a mix of anticipation and anxiety as he watched the maester check on her progress. "Everything is going well, then? The baby is coming along as they should be?"

"yes almost fully dilated now. Almost time to get working my lady." The maester explained

Y/n was now weeping and choking back her pained whimpers

Oscar squeezed Y/n's hand, his heart clenching at seeing her in so much pain. He wanted so badly to take that pain away, but he knew he could do nothing but watch and support her. "You're doing so well, my love. Just a little longer, and we'll get to meet our little baby Tully."

Y/n nodded squeezing Oscar's hard tightly "...our baby tully..." She muttered as if trying to use it as a crutch for her pain before letting out a scream

Oscar winced at the sound of her scream, hating that there was nothing he could do to take away her pain. He felt his hand being crushed by hers, but he didn't dare withdraw from her grip. "That's right, our little one. Think of it, my love. Soon we'll get to hold our Baby Tully in our arms."

The maester spoke up, starting to give y/n orders. Ordering her to breathe, to push, and all manner of other things, time seemed endless and sickening the longer this all went on. "Push, my lady. The baby is almost here. Push."

Oscar's heart was racing, but he tried to remain calm for Y/n's sake. He looked down at her, encouraging her. "You can do this, my love. You're so strong. Push."

Y/n screamed and cried through every push, crushing Oscar's hand and clawing at their sheets crying and throwing back her head

With each push, Oscar's hand felt as if it was being crushed, but he held fast, not wanting to let go and give Y/n the impression that he was backing away at all. He ached to see her in so much pain, feeling helpless to do anything but offer support and words of encouragement. "That's it, my love. You're almost there, just a little more. You're doing so well."

"ah... Yes... I see..." The maester spoke up, as blood coated his hands, "My lady you must push."

"No... No... I can't do anymore." Y/n cried,

Fear and anxiety clutched at Oscar's heart as he listened to the maester's voice, his hands stained with blood. "You can do it, my love. I know you're tired, I know you're in pain, but our little one is almost here. You have to push just a little more. You must."

"I can't" Y/n cried tears flooding down her face, "it hurts ... So much" she wept, “Please… Please Oscar I can’t do any more…”

Oscar's heart broke at the sight of her tears, the sound of her pained cries. "I know it hurts, my love. But our Baby Tully is right there. You're so close. You're so close. Just a little bit more. You can do this."

“Please no more…”

The Maester met eyes with Oscar a dark look in his eyes. And Oscar knew without a single word what the maester was asking. Whether or not to force Y/n through this unwillingly, or to cut her open and take the baby which would without doubt kill her but perhaps save the baby. Fear and desperation coursed through him. For a moment, Oscar was paralyzed. He could not fathom losing his wife, and being forced to choose between the love of his life or his precious child. He looked back at Y/n, his heart breaking at the sight of her in so much pain and distress. He gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, his voice soft but firm. "You have to push, my love. I know you're tired, I know you're scared, but I also know how strong you are. You have to be strong for just a little longer, for Baby Tully. Can you do that, for me? Can you push, one more time?"

Y/n wept and screamed out throwing her head back as she pushed as hard as she could, that one push enough to force her body into working on its own. Her body senses what it has to do and acts on its own to get the baby out.

Oscar watched helplessly as Y/n pushed, every muscle in her body working hard to deliver their child. Her tears streamed down her face and her screams filled the air, but she pushed even harder. He could see the pain etched on her features, but he also caught a glimpse of determination in her eyes. "That's it, my love. You're doing it. Just a little more. Our Baby Tully is almost here."

Y/n screamed out once more and suddenly the screams and sound of the storm seemed to silence as a gentle cry began,

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#and that's on how to tame a dragon

OSCAR TULLY & DAEMON TARGARYEN House Of The Dragon 2.07 | "The Red Sowing"

[prideprejudce]

oscar tully new official member of the "humble daemon the king CONSORT" club featuring alys rivers as president and rhaenys targaryen as founder

[fulltimecatwitch]

Rhaenys in heaven watching Oscar Tully wipe the ground with Daemon

[bbygirl-aemond]

"he made clear his base desires, but you did not have to pursue such savagery. you did it because you wanted to." oscar tully has inadvertently nailed the whole blood and cheese debacle right on the head. daemon didn't send his men into the red keep because rhaenyra wanted it; he used her word as an excuse to do what he himself wanted, in his own words: to extinguish aegon's line. rhaenyra herself recognized this but i appreciate that the universe is bashing daemon over the head with the message until he gets it

[baby-girl-aaron-dessner]

Oscar Tully: “I see no reason to cast aside loyalty. No matter how loathsome I may find her representative, the Prince.”

New favorite character unlocked

[rodrickheffeley]

[witchlingcirce]

When your 55 years old and your first friends ever are a 15 year old who you told to kill his grandpa, a 300+ year old witch who has odd intentions and has probs been drugging you, and an old man who spends all of his castle funds on new outfits and being sassy.

[cold-v0dka]

rip rhaenys targaryen you would have loved oscar tully

[andrew-garfielld]

Will you have our army or not?

Archie Barnes as Oscar Tully in HOUSE OF THE DRAGON S02E07 | "The Red Sowing"

[thewaywardkees]

[schn-tgai-sparks]

RAHHHHH TULLY MEN

Listen we can see where Robb gets some his swagger

[ladystoneboobs]

on this tully tuesday, fuck you ryan condal, i see what you're doing. merging kermit and oscar tully and killing off their dad elmo without even naming him, you're trying to hide the muppet-naming pattern by only including the more mundane names. people may have heard of the name grover elsewhere like nonconsective us president grover cleveland, and certainly would with oscar like oscar mayar, the baloney/weiner man, but if you hear the names elmo and/or kermit you're thinking muppets right away. smdh, if you can embrace the gothic horror of harrenhal, you should be able to embrace the whimsy of grrm naming his dance-era tullys after sesame street muppets.

[bbygirl-aemond]

brb about to change my name to bbygirl-oscar sorry aemond you've been replaced as my fave

[baby-girl-aaron-dessner]

RIP Oscar Tully. You would’ve loved Lyanna Mormont.

[sihtryggr]

big fan of this girl gang.