Genderbent Equius Zahhak x Nepeta Leijon

The beginning (sensitive material)

It was a cold December night, the moon shone on the ground revealing fresh layers of pure white snow that seemed to glow silver in the moonlight, everybody in the large home-base was asleep, except for one Strong Blue-Blooded female troll with two arrow shaped horns, one broken in the middle, long raven-black hair that was usually kept in a messy ponytail falling to her mid back, a muscle tee on her torso, usually a pair of dark near black gray shorts would be found around her waist and thighs with blue and black striped leggings underneath, but both of those had been discarded nearly 40 minutes ago, this young sweat-drenched female is known as Equius Zahhak, and she is currently awake in the dead of night, covered in sweat with exhausted orange and blue eyes, birthing the two children that had been growing in her womb for the past nine and a half months, their father was nowhere to be seen as he was asleep in their bedroom while the mother was in her nest area, which happened to be a storage closet just outside the kitchen and right next to a bathroom.

Equius let out a soft whimper as another contraction took hold of her abdomen, she had to be quiet as to not alert any possible dangers that could find her in her vulnerable state, usually she'd be able to protect herself with how STRONG she is, but as she went deeper into labor she found it harder and harder to find her previous strength. She took a deep breath as another contraction hit, this time with her gently pushing to get the first child out of her, she felt the small child move inside of her, feeling it's sharp horns graze the inside of her nook, after the contraction faded away with her pushing she panted and changed position so that she could see her child as it emerged. She silently cursed the Olive-blooded cat like male that did this to her as yet another contraction hit, a quiet squeal escaped her, a feeble attempt at calling out to her mate, Nepeta, for help even though at this point she'd be greatful for any help.

It had been an hour or two more and Equius was beginning to worry if something had gone terribly wrong until, with a loud grunt-like cry, she pushed the rest of her first child out, she quickly scooped up the crying infant and began to shush it with soothing words and motherly purrs as she wrapped the child up in a fluffy towel that was hidden in the nest, she set the child in the blankets after it had calmed and went back to bringing the second into the world.

Another hour later and she knew she was close to the end, she could feel it but, something wasn't right, the baby seemed to be sphere shaped, almost like an egg, it felt hard too, but she didn't feel as if anything was too wrong though and just pushed through until, in an extra painful contraction, she felt and heard something Crack sickeningly and the child slid out, except it wasn't a baby, it was a tiny grub, surrounded by broken eggshells, she feared the worse as she reached down and picked the grub up, it had Olive and Blue coloring and little black feelers with tiny horns in its mess of black hair, she put her ear to the grubs chest to listen, her own heart nearly beating out of her chest from anxiety, other than the pounding of her own heart and her heavy exhausted breathing, it was dead silent, she stared at her grub and did her best to try and revive the fragile newborn, only to realize her attempts were futile, she began to cry as she held her baby to her chest, cursing her strength that broke her babies egg and ended up killing it, she cried so hard that she didn't see nor hear the door open and shut and her mate walk in.

The sleepy olive blooded male quickly realized the situation and jumped into action, working to soothe his grieving mate, brushing her sweat-soaked hair out of her face and whispering soothing things to her, even if he knew that he could not stop her from grieving over her lost child, and as the sun rose Equius finally calmed down enough to wrap her baby up in a blanket and hand it to its father, so he could figure out what to do with it as she removed her tee and bra, lifting and cradling the surviving child in her arms she lifts it to her chest, allowing it to nurse from her as she tried to forget her deceased child, no matter how hard it was.

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Okay so I made that and feel like I fucked up a bit but that's alright, hope whoever read this enjoyed and yeah.
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Word count: 810 (for the story) 865 (for everything)
Fandom: Homestuck
Other information?: Genderbent AU, Nep and Eq are mates, Trolls-can-birth Headcanon