Some cyborg midwife drawings I did a few weeks ago.

Cyborg Midwife recreation sculpt from System Shock 2

Imagine the league thinking Shazam is a school teacher because of the way he acts

If that makes sense

There’s a betting pool going around the league about what his job might be, that’s one of the top bets. Others include:

Unemployed, due to no secret identity - Superman, Green Lantern (John), Green Arrow

Firefighter - Aquaman

Unemployed by choice - Green Lantern (Hal), Firestorm

Social worker - Wonder Woman, Cyborg

Midwife - Hawkgirl

Nurse - Hawkman, Flash, Nightwing

Headcanon Ask;

We did how it went down when Mar’i was born, now what about her younger brother Jakand’r aka Jake Grayson?

I think I've talked about this a bit before but basically it went down pretty similarly. They enlisted the same Tamaranian midwife from before, only Kory's water broke early, while she was out and about doing some shopping with Cyborg. (She'd been having cramps all day, it was several weeks before the due date, and there was a small amount of blood so that was a cause for Some Concern.)

Cyborg called Nightwing and let him know he was taking Starfire straight to the nearest hospital to have them check for complications. (Mar'i overheard part of the conversation and freaked out, because whenever any of the Titans needs the actual public hospital it is usually very bad. Nightwing had to take several minutes to calm her down.) Raven and the midwife teleported straight to the hospital, Nightwing stayed a moment to pack the baby bag and make sure Mar'i's babysitter (Beast Boy) was all set and then he rushed over as well.

Turned out there was a minor complication. Between the doctors, Raven, and the midwife they handled it easily and Jake was born 5:38pm, healthy and fussy.

The hospital did not manage to keep the news completely under wraps so there was a bit of a paparazzi crowd outside in the parking lot by the time Kory was discharged.

Cyborg Midwife Fan Art from System Shock 2.

System Shock arts

Cyborg Midwife

“Cyborg Midwife” - based on an old piece of fanart I did back in December 2020 (same title!)

(Chepley Sangaroo)

System Shock 2 - Nurse Erin Bloome by Jonah Lobe

Verses

These are a few AUs I have right now, but I included the couple I plan to add. 

Main verse - This is the default verse where Harmony is a university student who works part-time as a barista. Her part-time job may vary, like she may work as a server for a cafe or a cashier. 

 This AU also has other variations where she’s graduated university and graduate school and starts her career as a nurse midwife. 

Other verses where she is a nurse, or physician’s assistant, are also available on request.

Other verses are linked below. 

Officer Halcyon (Police!Harmony)

Blood on the Stage (Rock Star AU)

Free!Verse

Revived Fighter ( FF7AU) 

Still A Prisoner (Turk!AU)

 Most People Are Good (YGO!AU)

Quiet Guardian of The Wilds (Angel!AU)

To Save Her People (FF15 AU)

The Miracle Maiden of the Forest (Berserk AU)

She Came From The West (Vampire Knight AU) - Coming soon

The First Defender (Sailor Moon AU) - Coming Soon

The Lost Cyborg (Sonic human AU) - Coming soon

Grizzly Girl (Sonic Mobian AU) - Coming soon

The Last of the Makha Sa (Fantasy/Thief AU) - Coming soon

Agent of Shadows (Fantasy/Cleric AU) - Coming soon

"Home"

[TW: Briefly mentions Arella Roth's canonical suicide attempt from the comics. The mention is made at the end of the paragraph discussing Azar's passing and the sentence it's in will be denoted by asterisks (**) if you still wish to read the rest of this but would prefer to skip that part.]

Raven had never fit in.

She was born in a land called Azarath, a parallel dimension, hidden in the space between all other worlds. The people of Azarath led simple lives, paragons of peace and tranquility, but though she was born among them, Raven was always an outsider, a symbol of chaos and destruction, destined to bring an end to all life. She was never treated with hostility, as that was not the way of this world, but being a harbinger of doom didn't exactly make her many friends.

Shortly after her birth, Raven was taken in by Azar and the other monks of Azarath. She was taught their pacifist lifestyle, the various spiritual practices of the dimension, and most importantly, how to control her ever-growing power.

Raven doesn't remember why she lost her temper that first time; she was just a child, and everything was new and overwhelming… What she does remember is the ensuing chaos, the terror flooding into her from everyone around her, glancing at a reflective surface and finding eyes that she had only ever seen in illustrations and nightmares… For a while, she lived in constant fear of both herself and her destiny, and while the general state of unease which she allowed to overtake her seemed safe, the panic it made her susceptible to was not. Azar taught Raven to shut out all of her emotions-- to swallow down her rage, overcome her fear, and become desensitized to her pain. She became numb to the world around her, but at least she couldn't hurt anyone like this.

When Azar passed away, Arella was left to take over as the new leader of Azarath; however, she chose not to take Azar’s place as Raven's teacher, a job which she left for rest of the monks. Arella was Raven’s mother, but Raven had only ever heard about her or seen her in passing. She knew that Arella was from Earth, specifically from a city called Gotham, that her involvement in a cult there had led to Raven's own conception, and that when asked what her child should be named, she had told the midwife, “Rachel Roth.” **What nobody ever dared to tell Raven was that her mother had to be persuaded to even bother providing a name, that she was all too glad to hand her newborn’s care over to Azar, that before she had been brought to Azarath, she had been trying to end her own life to stop the life inside of her from ever seeing the light of day…**

Left mostly to her own devices, Raven spent the majority of her days in the monastery’s library. She loved immersing herself in the stories of other worlds, where the prophecy of her birth did not exist, evil was almost always overcome, and most of the characters had happy endings; she also loved spending hours researching whatever current interest she was focusing on. The monk who cared for the books noticed the fascination and subtle joy Raven got from reading, and he realized that there might be hope for this young girl he had watched slowly become an emotionless husk over the years. He began conversing with her, paying attention to the books she read and doing his best to keep up with her interests; he taught her that it was okay to open herself up to positive emotions, and he watched as she became recognizable as a child once more.

Arella noticed the changes in Raven's personality, how she almost resembled a “normal” child, and for the first time in their lives, she approached her daughter. Raven was respectfully enthused about the opportunity to finally start building a relationship with Arella (‘...Mother,’ she corrected herself mentally), but over the course of a few weeks, enthusiasm led to joy, joy led to excitement, excitement started an accident, which caused her to panic, which made the accident worse... The next day, Arella’s invitations to spend time together stopped, and the monk Raven had befriended in the library had been delegated new duties and replaced with a more conservative member of the order. Raven was alone once more, but the damage had already been done; she now knew what it felt like to be loved, what it was like to give into happiness just for a little while, and as much as she tried, she could never truly shove all her emotions back into the tiny little box she had created for them years before. For the most part, Raven appeared to be emotionless once again, but every once in a while, she let herself feel something, diluting it with the sorrow that she could not feel more. Those knowledgeable in the field of psychology would call this state she had found herself in ‘depression’; Raven called it a compromise.

Sometime towards the end of her thirteenth year of life, Raven experienced her worst nightmare yet. Her father appeared before her and said that the monks of Azarath could no longer protect her or hide her; he had found her, and he was coming to enforce her destiny. When Raven awoke, she was horrified to discover her body covered in glowing red symbols. Hoping to save her home, her people, she fled to what she hoped was the last place Trigon would expect her to go. Earth.

For months, Raven wandered the streets of various cities in America; she had no home and no plan, but she was determined to evade her father for as long as she possibly could. Many of the people who saw Raven correctly assumed that she was somehow demonic or evil in origin. If she was lucky, they simply avoided her or ran away screaming, but on more than one occasion, she found herself being attacked and brought to various undisclosed locations, often filled with religious paraphernalia; hastily-drawn sigils surrounded her in unsuccessful attempts to trap her by people who either wanted to destroy her, or worse, to use her. There were some people who didn't think that Raven was demonic, though; they called her a ‘meta’, and Raven quickly came to realize that, whatever that meant, it clearly wasn't much better than a demon to the people of this world.

Over time, Raven had gotten better at avoiding contact with other people, spending most of her time hiding in the shadows; she was doing just that when she saw a group of boys fighting an alien in Jump City, her most recent area of residence. She stepped in briefly to help them, but she was pleasantly surprised when one of the boys, the only one who appeared to be completely human, asked her to continue fighting alongside them. Raven didn't know what to make of this group she had become acquainted with; they seemed nice enough, but she didn't truly know anything about them, and the jovial green one had already expressed some discomfort with her powers, so she figured it was probably still safer to keep her distance. The cyborg questioned her about this, and she tried to explain her obvious abnormalities, but he reasoned with her that the others, himself included, hardly matched most people's definition of normality, and then he told Raven something she’d needed to hear for a long time now, something she never thought she'd hear in her entire life…

“You fit in just fine.”

Hello my Cyborg Queen! I can't even begin to tell you how much i loved TSC! When Tobias and Delphi are talking, she tells him her mother was a midwife. Do we see her in the prologue? Is she the midwife that saves Leila's life? Thank you for your books, videos, and for being an all around amazing cyborg!

I’m so glad you enjoyed it! Don’t forget to leave a review

As for your question... Maaaaaaaaybe...........

(it was definitely her) 

cyborg midwife

Headcanon Ask: The Day Mar'i Grayson was born....nuff said

So because Starfire has unique needs as a Tamaranian mother, but also really wanted to be home when she delivered, the compromise wound up being that an experienced Tamaranian midwife/doula would be on hand for the whole process. She arrived about three weeks before the due date and settled into the Tower, just in case something happened and the baby came early.

Turns out she did, but not by very much, a little over a week before her due date. Starfire woke up feeling some sharp abdominal pains early in the morning about like 1:00AM. Laid in bed for about three more hours timing the contractions and finally at about 4:15 when they were getting stronger and closer clustered woke Robin up.

The Titans quickly bustled Starfire down to the medbay and the doula helped set up the room with Tamaranian plants and fragrances to help relax her, miscellaneous painkiller options if she wanted pain management, and glasses of a protein shake-like substance to keep her hydrated and encourage smoother labor.

Early labor lasts for quite a while. Cyborg makes breakfast for the others but Starfire and Robin really only munch a little bit off a fruit tray Beast Boy brought down to the room. (Star claims not to be very hungry.) It's mostly keeping Starfire comfortable and relaxed for much of the morning.

At about 12:47 is when things start to pick up. Active labor begins and Starfire starts to wince every time contractions roll in. Robin had wanted to be on hand for the whole process, sitting next to the bed and holding her hand but ah... Starfire wound up squeezing a bit too hard on one cycle.

She was very apologetic for accidentally breaking Robin's fingers. Fortunately Raven was on hand (and entirely too amused/entertained by all this) and quickly healed Robin up, wrapped his hand, and sent him out of the room for a while. He, Beast Boy and Cyborg waited outside the medbay very nervously until Raven and the doula called Robin back in around 2:00 for the last labor stage. It's also at this point that the Titans call reformed!Blackfire and Wildfire (who are within the city but not staying at the Tower) and let them know the baby's coming.

Starfire has "crushables" on hand for her to grip while pushing but kind of winds up just hanging onto the bed rails and mashing those. She manages mostly okay, takes a couple Tamaranian painkillers but bears through most of it.

At 2:38 the doula delivers a healthy baby girl, six pounds eight ounces, nineteen inches long.

Cyborg is called in to help with cleanup and baby wellness check. (Beast Boy takes a peek through the door and passes out.) Baby Mar'i is cleaned up, diapered, and snuggled up against mom for skin-to-skin bonding. Then she has her first feeding, gets wrapped up in blankies, and stuck in the bassinet for naptime and easy access.

At least one local Jump City doctor comes to check on mom and baby just to make sure everything looks good. Visitors show up periodically and the baby is cooed over aplenty. :)

Backstory / Character Study

Raven had never fit in.

She was born in a land called Azarath, a parallel dimension, hidden in the space between all other worlds. The people of Azarath led simple lives, paragons of peace and tranquility, but though she was born among them, Raven had always been an outsider -- a symbol of chaos and destruction, destined to bring an end to all life. She was never treated with hostility, as that was not the way of this world, but being a harbinger of doom didn't exactly make her many friends.

Shortly after her birth, Raven was taken in by Azar and the other monks of Azarath. She was taught their pacifist lifestyle, the various spiritual practices of the dimension,and most importantly, how to control her ever-growing power.

Raven doesn't remember why she lost her temper that first time; she was just a child, and everything was new and overwhelming… What she does remember is the ensuing chaos, the terror flooding into her from everyone around her, glancing at a reflective surface and finding eyes that she had only ever seen in illustrations and nightmares… For a while, she lived in constant fear of both herself and her destiny, and while the general state of unease which she allowed to overtake her seemed safe, the panic it made her susceptible to was not. Azar taught Raven to shut out all of her emotions-- to swallow down her rage, overcome her fear, and become desensitized to her pain. She became numb to the world around her, but at least she couldn't hurt anyone like this.

When Azar passed away, Arella was left to take over as the new leader of Azarath; however, she chose not to take Azar’s place as Raven's teacher, a job which she left for the rest of the monks. Arella was Raven’s mother, but Raven had only ever heard about her or seen her in passing. She knew that Arella was from Earth, specifically from a city called Gotham, that her involvement in a cult there had led to Raven's own conception, and that when asked what her child should be named, she had told the midwife, “Rachel Roth.” What nobody ever dared to tell Raven was that her mother had to be persuaded to even bother providing a name, that she was all too glad to hand her newborn’s care over to Azar, that before she had been brought to Azarath, she had been trying to end her own life to stop the one growing inside of her from ever seeing the light of day…

Left mostly to her own devices, Raven spent the majority of her days in the monastery’s library. She loved immersing herself in the stories of other worlds, where the prophecy of her birth did not exist, evil was almost always overcome, and most of the characters had happy endings; she also loved spending hours researching whatever current interest she was focusing on. The monk who cared for the books noticed the fascination and subtle joy Raven got from reading, and he realized that there might be hope for this child he had watched slowly become an emotionless husk over the years. He began conversing with her, paying attention to the books she read and doing his best to keep up with her interests; he taught her that it was okay to open herself up to positive emotions, and he watched as she became recognizable as a child once more.

Arella noticed the changes in Raven's personality, how she almost resembled a “normal” child, and for the first time in their lives, she approached her daughter. Raven was respectfully enthused about the opportunity to finally start building a relationship with Arella (‘...Mother,’ she corrected herself mentally), but over the course of a few weeks, enthusiasm led to joy, joy led to excitement, excitement started an accident, which caused her to panic, which made things all the worse... The next day, Arella’s invitations to spend time together stopped, and the monk Raven had befriended in the library had been delegated new duties and replaced with a more conservative member of the order. Raven was alone once more, but the damage had already been done; she now knew what it felt like to be loved, what it was like to give into happiness just for a little while, and as much as she tried, she could never truly shove all her emotions back into the tiny little box she had created for them years before. For the most part, Raven appeared to be emotionless once again, but every once in a while, she let herself feel something, diluting it with the sorrow that she could not feel more. Those knowledgeable in the field of psychology would call this state she had found herself in ‘depression’; Raven called it a compromise.

Sometime towards the end of her thirteenth year of life, Raven experienced her worst nightmare yet. Her father appeared before her and said that the monks of Azarath could no longer protect her or hide her; he had found her, and he was coming to enforce her destiny. When Raven awoke, she was horrified to discover her body covered in glowing red symbols. Hoping to save her home, her people, she fled to what she hoped was the last place Trigon would expect her to go: Earth.

For months, Raven wandered the streets of various cities in America; she had no home and no plan, but she was determined to evade her father for as long as she possibly could. Many of the people who saw Raven correctly assumed that she was somehow demonic or evil in origin. If she was lucky, they simply avoided her or ran away screaming, but on more than one occasion, she found herself being attacked and brought to various undisclosed locations filled with religious paraphernalia; hastily-drawn sigils surrounded her in unsuccessful attempts to trap her by people who either wanted to destroy her, or worse, to use her. There were some people who didn't think that Raven was demonic, though; they called her a ‘meta’, and Raven quickly came to realize that, whatever that meant, it clearly wasn't much better than a demon to the people of this world.

Over time, Raven had gotten better at avoiding contact with other people, spending most of her time hiding in the shadows; she was doing just that when she saw a group of boys fighting an alien in Jump City, her most recent area of residence. She stepped in briefly to help them, but she was pleasantly surprised when one of the boys, the only one who appeared to be completely human, asked her to continue fighting alongside them. Raven didn't know what to make of this group she had become acquainted with; they seemed nice enough, but she didn't truly know anything about them, and the humorous green one had already expressed some discomfort with her powers, so she figured it was probably still safer to keep her distance. The cyborg questioned her about this, and she tried to explain her obvious abnormalities, but he reasoned with her that the others, himself included, hardly matched most people's definition of normality. And then he told Raven something she’d needed to hear for a long time now, something she never thought she'd hear in her entire life…

“You fit in just fine.”