Do not give them the satisfaction of breaking you.
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Do not give them the satisfaction of breaking you.
i'm probably not going to get around to coloring these for a while, if ever, so here they are
photos taken moments before disaster
rokull, or rocky, is aware that he looks 'different' from other muds, but it doesn't bother him when the rest of his family also look strange and unique themselves. as far as he's concerned, when he holds his hand up to the moon he shares the same number of fingers. he is a mudellan before anything else, a point of pride picked up from his mother. it would be some time before he really starts to question why his mother is so protective of him, or why he occasionally makes his uncle flinch. it would be even longer before he learns the truth of what he is, and why his adopted family concluded that he should grow up never knowing the butchers that he came from.
as a discarded specimen, it is unlikely that the conglomerate would pay attention to his existence. but as an unmodified vykker, the material proof of what they used to be, there is always a risk that they may one day come to collect.
“I ain’t the Last Queen and I sure as hell ain’t the savior. I am the storm that washed us away. I am the Tempest.”
the brow-to-brow contact queens use to identify their hatchling's scent may go on to be repeated as an affectionate social behavior
slightly risque mean girl yuri for you
ive been sitting on the 'howler's adopted unmodified vykker baby' part of post-arc canon for a month now
vykkers without their extensive surgical alterations and lifespan extending procedures are like triped alien sloths to me