#oc exoch

he isn't really a big fan of the hutts, you see

oc sketch\studies dump 🤲

at work doing questionable stuff

match made in uhhhh definitely somewhere 😁

Exoch Chaal - dathomirian zabrak

Exoch’s teeth are filed down. It’s the first thing they do to him after the purchase, before the inventory marks are even finished drying on his skin. The little zabrak is too feral, too loud, too quick to bare his mouth when cornered and nobody wants to risk their fingers. They hold his head still with practiced efficiency. He fights anyway — twisting, snapping, drawing blood where he can — until exhaustion makes his limbs heavy and useless. He remembers the sound most clearly: the rasping grind against enamel, the vibration rattling straight into his skull. Pain so sharp it blurs into heat. The smell of scorched bone. A carnivore rendered safe. The message is simple and absolute: you don’t get to be dangerous unless permitted. But Exoch learns quickly that fury without leverage only earns more restraints and more pain. So he compresses it instead. For twenty years he carries that loss in his mouth. In every careful smile he never gives. In every instinct he has to hide his teeth, to keep his lips closed, to never bare himself first. Others mistake it for discipline. And he doesn’t get his revenge quickly. He survives instead, which is worse for them in the end. By the time he finally has the power to look his former handlers in the eye, they don’t even remember the boy they “fixed.” And that’s fine. Exoch remembers for them.

tried some photobashing for the background, turned out pretty cool