#mama Momba

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Black Momba

This scene refers to after Black Momba had mated with Bruiser (who belongs to @thenomadclan ). Bruiser being from an exiled clan, Python hated him (Python is extremely biased towards bad bloods and exiled) but Black Momba had fallen deeply in love with Bruiser after only 2 months of getting to know him. This scene is a couple of months into Momba’s pregnancy

This scene is of Momba and her adopted son (who also belongs to @thenomadclan ) while she is hunting for some food. This scene takes place many years later after the first one shown.

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This is priceless!!!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️

Look at Cahra's face,is like "he he,i did something bad and You never going to find out" or like "i'm high af" 🤣😂🤣 and Black Momba,perfect representation

moots send me MORE

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Kaiju Black Momba? 👀

So, I got the inspiration to draw another AU of Black Momba and Nomad. I watched the first Godzilla movie (1956) and originally I wanted to make a kaiju sona, but instead I made the mother and son duo.

Now I must tell the lore. Black Momba is more passive in this AU unless she is disturbed. Her and Godzilla have only crossed paths a couple of times but they have left each other alone due to them thinking they are the last of their kind. Momba is much older than Godzilla, her being a more ancient guijira. Nomad is a space guijira that Momba adopted. He fell to earth as an egg and Momba, having no children of her own, just took him in as her’s.

Nomad belongs to @thenomadclan

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Little Red's Adventures

Story 4

Swimming lessons

As the days got hotter and hotter on Yautja-Prime in the lush jungles, the Twin Xenomorph clan's youth found joy and relaxation in the cool waters of the village's large shaded pools. After long and sweaty training lessons, the older youth would find the pools to be a great way of letting off steam. The pools were also used to train the younger yautja how to swim which was done earlier in the morning. Black Momba carried her small red unblood to the shallow pools for his training.

"I don't wanna swim!" The tiny yautja barked at his mother. "You will learn how to swim. Every hunter needs to learn." Momba had to carry him under her arm since he was squirming so much.

"Nooooo!" He growled and pouted.

"I will be getting into the water with you. Others of your age already know how to swim. You need to catch up to their level." Momba stepped into the pool with other yautja that were teaching the unbloods. Momba and Little Red were wearing simple loincloths that covered up what was only necessary. Little Red wasn't used to this kind of loincloth and he would often readjust it.

Momba set him down in the water. He could barely touch the ground while the water was only up to Momba's knees. "Let's go deeper this time."

"No!" Little Red was already trying to get out of the water. Momba grabbed him, "Red! You need to learn this. I am being serious." Momba could feel herself getting frustrated with how stubborn he was being. She inhaled deeply and huffed as she took him to the deepest part of this pool. It only went up to her waist but Little Red couldn't even touch the ground now.

"Red, I want you to watch what the other unbloods are doing. Copy what they do."

"Copy what? Drowning?" Little Red sassed. Momba gave him a death stare. "I'm gonna let go of you, and when I do, I want you to try swimming. Understand?" Little Red didn't respond.

"Do you understand?" Momba asked a little more agressily this time.

"Yes mama…" Little Red huffed. He copied her attitude.

Momba let go of Little Red but instead of swimming, he just sank to the bottom of the water. He really didn't want to swim and he thought that doing this would get him out of swimming since he knew that his mother would pick him up if he had trouble. But what he didn't know was that Momba was thin on patients today and she wouldn't be helping him if he chose not to swim.

A couple of seconds went by and Little Red realized his mother wasn’t going to help him. He slightly panicked as he moved his arms and legs to get to the surface of the water. When he reached the top, he took a deep breath in, gasping for air. He looked around for his mother and saw she was sitting at the edge of the pool.

“You left me to drown!” Little Red yelled.

“I left you to learn how to swim. And you are swimming, so it worked. I cannot hold your hand forever… one day, I will be gone.” Momba sighed, “keep swimming. You need to get stronger.”

Little Red grumbled as he swam. By the end of the morning, he was all tired out and sore. Little Red floated on his back since he didn't want to swim anymore. Momba scooped him up from the water and carried him in her arms.

"Am I done now? I know how to swim now, so am I done?" Little Red huffed as Momba dried him off with a towel.

"Red… you only have just begun. You need to do more swimming exercises tomorrow. All summer you must train. I know you don't like this, but this is what needs to be done." Momba sighed. She rubbed the back of her neck, feeling a little bit stressed for her small son. She felt that he wouldn't be able to pass the next test that would take place at the end of the summer. Her clan had brutal ways of dealing with the weak and Momba didn't want Little Red to fail.

Little Red has seen his mother stressed like this before. He knew she was being serious with him. He was a smart little yautja, smarter than others his age. Little Red hugged Momba after she was done drying him, which she wasn't expecting. She hugged him back, "What's this for?" He usually never hugged her out of the blue.

"I love you mama. If you need me to train, I will do it." Little Red looked up at her and then nuzzled his face into her chest.

Momba hugged him a little tighter, "thank you… I love you too, my baby."

The next morning was less difficult for Black Momba since Little Red was cooperating with her this time. Little Red went into the pool willingly and began to swim. Momba showed him a new technique that would help him hold his breath underwater for longer.

"You remember how to meditate?" Momba asked him.

"Yeah."

"For this, it's basically the same thing, but instead you sit at the bottom of the pool without breathing. You just relax yourself. After practicing this for a while, you will be able to hold your breath for longer underwater. But if you feel like you need air, go up and get air. I don't want you to push yourself and then pass out under the water. You will drown if you do so." She informed Little Red. He nodded as she told him.

"Ready?"

"Yeah."

"Then go on, dive to the bottom." Momba watched Little Red as he swam to the bottom of the pool and tried to stay in a sitting position in the water. He was having a bit of trouble at first, but he found a way to stay still after his small moment of struggle. Little Red stayed under the water for about 40 seconds before coming up for air.

"You did good." Momba encouraged him.

"I can't stay under the water that long."

"That's alright. Keep practicing and you will be able to stay under longer."

"Can you do it with me mama?"

Momba nodded and got into the water with Little Red. She did the exercise with him as moral support. Momba could hold her breath under the water for 7 minutes without feeling any discomfort, but since Little Red wasn't to that level, she came up when he did. The whole morning, Momba taught him the different breathing exercises for swimming.

Momba took a mental note that he was improving fast and by the end of the morning, Little Red could stay underwater for an additional 15 seconds. Momba took him to the market to get him a treat for doing so well after they changed into regular clothes.

"You can pick out one thing that you want, just as long as it's not expensive. Alright?"

"Alright." Little Red said with a smile. He held onto the long cloth that hung down from Momba's waist. Momba rarely ever took him to the market, so he took in a lot of what was going on. Momba led the way, waiting for Little Red to stop when he found something that interested him.

One particular thing caught his attention after walking through the market for a while, "Mama, look!" Little Red ran up to a pen that had hunting pups in it. He picked one of the smallest pups up, "can I keep it? Pleeeease?"

The yautja that was selling the hunting dogs watched as the little yautja struggled to hold even the smallest pup of the litter. Momba walked over and looked at the small spikey dogs. Then she looked at her son, "You're wanting a hunting dog?"

"Yeah! You said I could get anything." He looked up at his mother with a cute begging face.

Momba sighed and turned to the seller, "How much are your dogs?"

After bargaining back and forth for a while, Momba got the little hunting dog for Little Red. It wasn't as expensive as she thought it was, which was good for her.

"You're responsible for that hunting dog now, Red. You have to feed it and train it. I'm not going to take care of it for you. You got that?"

"Yes mama." The hunting pup squeaked and growled in his arms, wanting to be put down. Momba chuckled at the sight of Little Red struggling to hold the wiggly pup. Once they got back to the village, Little Red wandered off to go play with his new companion. For hours, he was trying to play and train with the pup and when dusk fell, he went to Momba's hut.

Momba had been cooking dinner while he was gone, "you hungry?" She turned to see Little Red covered in mud and leaves with the small pup right by his side, the same as him.

"Yeah, I'm really hungry. So is Spikes." Little Red tried shaking off the leaves that were sticking to him.

Momba ignored the fact he was all dirty, "Spikes? Is that what you named that little pup?" She handed him a bowl of food.

"Yeah. And I think the dog is a she. Aren't the girl dogs mean?" Little Red began to eat the food from the bowl as he sat on the floor.

"This species, yes, they are usually mean if they are female." Momba picked up the pup and took a look at it, "yeah, it's a girl. Did she bite you?"

"No, she just chased around the little animals and I had to catch her. I tried to teach her to just follow me, but I don't think she listens that well."

Momba chuckled, "she is just a pup. It will take her time to learn. She won't get it the first time."

Little Red gave a portion of his meal to Spikes and she ate it quickly, "Mama, I'm gonna need a bath."

"Yes, you do. After you're done eating, I'll need you to help me get the bath ready." Momba sat down on the floor with Little Red and ate with him. Once he was done with his food, he helped his mom get his bath ready. He took Spikes with him in the bath and Momba scrubbed both of them. She had a feeling tomorrow's swimming lessons would be a little more difficult.

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Black mamba needs one

She does. Black Momba also needs herself a mate that can withstand her brute force XD

Poor girl scares all of them off with her... reputation

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How big is black mambas hand next to a regular humans?

Oh boy... this is the accurate size difference of a 6’0 human male compared to her 💀

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How would Black Momba react to Big Mama from the comics? She reminds me very much of her in a lot of ways.

she wouldn't really have much of a reaction tbh. but seeing another female yautja just as big as her, it would make her feel a little happy. I actually made Black Momba before I knew about Big Mama, iv'e gotten the comparison a lot lol

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Some Black Momba and Nomad things

Nomad belongs to @thenomadclan

Even when Nomad is at his best and in his prime, he still can't beat Momba in a fight. But if he managed to strike her down, it would go something like this:

Nomad: -catches momba off guard and knocks her off of her feet-

Nomad: oh my Paya! Are you ok-

Momba: -kicks him right in the chest, knocking him down-

Momba: you had me! Don't ever let your guard down! You could've won this sparing match!

Nomad: I thought I hurt you! 😭

Momba: how many times have I told that you can never hurt me? If I am breathing, I am fine! -pulls him up to his feet and smacks him upside the head-

Momba: now let's do this again. Don't show any mercy or hesitancy this time.

Nomad: OK T-T

By now, it should be known that Nomad is a mama's boy. He loves his mother and would do anything for her. That includes trying to make her feel better when she's depressed.

Black Momba: -laying in bed-

Nomad: c'mon mom, you've been in bed for the past couple of days. Let's go do something -attempts to pull her out of bed. Really struggling to pull her out-

Nomad: -under his breath- oh Paya, why are you so large...?...

Momba: -huffs-

Nomad: -;;-

Nomad: -flops on top of Momba- Mom, Ma, mama, mommy, mother, maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! -attempts to get a reaction out of her-

Momba: -rolls to her side, making Nomad slide off the bed-

Nomad: fine then. I'll be right back -;;- -walks off-

-about an hour later-

Nomad: I have something for you -hands her a small reptilian animal-

Momba: ...what is this?...

Nomad: your pet now. I don't know exactly what it is, but I got it from a guy who said that these are really good hunting animals.

Momba: ...

Nomad: if you don't want it, give it back

Momba: no -';;'- -keeps the little reptile by her-

Tarzan parody of that one scene

Momba: -eating while sitting on a rock by the river-

Nomad: -sneaking up on Momba, being as quiet as he can be. Is about to try and scare her-

Momba: don't you even dare -says without looking-

Nomad: wha- how did you even know? -sits down to eat with her-

Momba: I'm your mother, I know everything. Now, where have you been?

Nomad: I thought you knew everything -says smugly-

Spikes: -tackles Nomad and starts licking him-

Nomad: ah! No, Spikes, OFF! Off girl!

Momba: -chuckling-

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Character interactions part? (I don't remember)

I've come back with some more character/oc interactions since my motivation to draw has been reduced to atoms lately. Suggestions are always nice, they sometimes spark my motivation *coughs and winks* my ask inbox is open *coughs some more*

Nomad belongs to @thenomadclan

Big Papa: -points out a character trait of a fictional character that people in general find annoying-

Some random simp: -gets offended and takes it personally-

Big Papa: -_-

Black Momba: -is sleeping peacefully-

Nomad: -has been trying to scare his mother for the past year. Sneaks into her room. Is about to scare her-

Black Momba: Do anything that involves you trying to startle me, I will make you clean the bath house

Nomad: how the heck did you even know I was here?!

Nomad: -is struggling to complete a difficult project has been working on for months-

Nomad: ugh! This is impossible! -slams head on desk-

Kub: you want me to look at it now?

Nomad: fine... yeah just, ugh, here -hands his project to Kub-

Kub: -glances over it-

Kub: you're gonna be pissed when I tell you why it hasn't been working

Nomad: ....

Nomad: it better not be a misplaced wire

Kub: it's a misplaced wire

Nomad: MOTHER FUCKER!!

Kub: -laughs-

Kub: this is why it's good to have peer review, like I've told you so many times before you numbskull -playfully hits him on the back of the head-

Black Momba: I have to go for a few months, alone.

Nomad: why? Can I come? Where are you going?

Black Momba: I cannot tell you nor can I let you come with me this time. I'll be back, I promise. You need to look after your sisters while I'm gone. Ok?

Nomad: ok -is a little sad-

Basher and Boulder: -in the background, playfighting with each other-

Black Momba: make sure they don't break anything -leaves-

Nomad: Boulder, Basher! Mom is leaving me in charge

Basher: mama gone?

Boulder: she gone?

Nomad: yeah

Boulder and Basher: -look at each other and grin-

Nomad: I don't like the look you are giving each other...

Boulder and Basher: MUD PITS! MUD PITS! MUD PITS! -they grab Nomad-

Nomad: No! Put me down!

Black Momba: hold still -is trying to dress Boulder in traditional female yautja clothing-

Boulder: me no want to wear this!

Basher: me thinks it's pretty -is twirling around in her new clothing-

Boulder: me no like it! Me wants it off!

Black Momba: -sighs- would you rather want to wear traditional male clothing?

Boulder: .....

Boulder: me can do that?

Black Momba: yes you can

Boulder: me want to

Black Momba: -dresses Boulder in traditional male yautja clothing-

Boulder: -is happy-

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Little Red's Adventures

Word count: 1,795

Story 3

Beginning of a passion

"Mom! Mooooomm! Mom, mom, moma, mommy!" Little Red chanted as he jumped up and down on his poor sleepy mother's bed. He had a lot of energy as usual in the early morning. He plopped onto her face and Black Momba grumbled as she was rudely woken up by his ruckus. 

"What is it my son?..." She mumbled as she peeled him off of her face. She sat up and looked at the tiny red ball of energy. 

"Can you take me hunting with you today?" He asked her with big puppy eyes.

"I told you I would take you with me when you're older, my child." Momba laid back in her bed and got comfortable. Little Red flopped down right beside her, "but I'm older today! See? I grew last night." He said with a little smile as he tried to convince her. Momba chuckled and then locked the little yautja in between her arms.

"Ack! Let go mama!" He squirmed in her grasp, trying his best to get her to let go. "I thought you said you were older? Any child of mine would be able to get out of my grip of love." She pulled him up to her face and tickled him with her mandibles. He started to squeal and laugh from her playful nibbles. Momba chuckled with amusement and let him go.

"You are still too young to come with me on hunts. You haven't even killed your first prey yet. How about you learn what your brother Kub does for the clan? I think you would like what he does." Momba sat up again.

"Aww, but mom-" little Red whined.

"No buts. Hunting is dangerous and you don't have enough of the skills to hunt yet. You will when you are older. For now, you can learn something from Kub." Momba got up to get ready for the day since she wouldn't be able to go back to sleep. 

"What he does is boring. He doesn't hunt like you." Nomad pouted.

"Do you even know what he does Red?" She splashed her face with cold water and dried it off with a rag.

"Well… no, but he doesn't hunt." Little Red sat at the edge of his mother's bed and kicked his legs around as he watched his mom. 

"There are more skills in life that you need to know besides hunting. Your brother already has a mate, one, and he's happy with only her. His skills help the clan more than you know." Momba went to her closet and picked out her clothing for the day.

"Like what?"

"Repairing your gear if it breaks. A lot of your hunting gear will be electronic if you so choose. Your brother repairs gear and also creates specified hunting equipment. I don't know how he does it, but I find it amazing." She gestured for him to follow her. He hoped off of her bed and ran up to her to hold her hand as she left her hut.

"Have you eaten yet?" She looked down at him.

"No."

"So you just woke up and decided to bombard me?" She teased him. He giggled.

"Let's get breakfast then." Momba headed to the food court of the village.

A sudden voice came from behind them, "oh, you're up early."

Momba looked behind herself even though she already recognized the voice, "This little one decided to jump all over me." She told her father, Python.

He caught up to the two, "an early start to the day is better than a late one. He knows it." Python pat Little Red's head. Little Red had a small smile on his face. 

Momba yawns, "I can still get as much done in a day compared to everyone else. I just stay up later than most do."

The three all headed to the food court and grabbed whatever was being served. "Ew, worms?" Little Red looked at the bowls Momba had in her hands.

"They're not worms, they're grubs. They are good for you." Momba sat down at a table and Little Red sat down right next to her. Python, on the other hand, left after he grabbed his food, "Don't forget that you have to train the young bloods this afternoon." He reminded Momba from a distance.

"I know." She sighed. Little Red looked up at her and then to the bowl of grubs, "Do I have to eat those? They are still moving."

"When you become a hunter my Little Red, you will have to eat these if you cannot find anything else. Besides, these ones actually taste good." Momba took a couple of them in her hand and ate them.

"Ew!" 

"You used to eat bugs all the time when you were a pup. A lot of bugs… c'mon, just try one at least." She handed him his bowl. Little Red begrudgingly took his bowl and picked up a fat grub. He gently squished it in between his fingers, not enough to squish it. Momba watched him as she ate.

"Stop playing with it. Here." Momba took the grub from his hands and then put it in his mouth. She made him chew it. Little Red squeaked in response. Once he tasted the grub though, he started to eat the grubs in the bowel, shoving them in his mouth. Momba chuckled.

Once they were done eating, Momba took Little Red to Kub's workshop. It was a large hut that had a forge off to the side of it, connected. Kub was sitting at a desk, soddering small wires together with great precision. When he heard someone enter his workshop, he stopped and looked to see who entered.

"Oh, hey mom. Hey Red." Kub turned off his soddering tool and got up from his seat, going up to Momba to hug her, "What brings the two of you here? Need me to fix something?"

"No. I actually was wondering if you could take Little Red under your wing today. I have to train young bloods this afternoon." Little Red hugged the side of his mother's leg, feeling a little shy. Momba rubbed his head.

"Sure. I finally caught up on all my orders and repairs, so I can teach him a thing or two." Kub smiled as he looked down at the small yautja. 

"Good, thanks. I'll be back later today to pick him up." She hugged Little Red, "be good for me." She nuzzled her mandibles up against his small face and he giggled from how it tickled. Momba left him with kub.

"So, what do you wanna learn bud?" Kub went back to his seat and plopped down in it. Little Red looked at his feet.

"Aw, not feeling social this morning? That's alright. Come here." Kub motioned for Little Red. He slowly walked to him. Kub pulled him up and sat him on his lap, "This that I'm working on is a prototype weapon. I've been working on it for a couple of years now. This is the 7th variant. Wanna know what it does?"

Little Red didn't respond. He was pouting about the fact his mom left him to be with his older brother. Kub decided to tell him anyway, "This is a weapon that I will use in hunting some day, once I can get it to work. I will utilize kiande amedha blood to kill my prey."

"Their blood in this?" Little Red finally spoke, "won't it burn?"

"It would if it were any metals we use, but I'm also using the hide of the kiande amedha to create this weapon. It's proving to be a challenge… I have the wiring all figured out, but the hide tends to shrink over time. I've been trying to find a way to stop it from shrinking."

"Maybe dry it all out first? Leave it in the sun?" Little Red suggested.

"I've tried that. It just doesn't get all the moisture out no matter how many days or weeks I leave it out." He sighs, "I probably need a break from this side project…" He said to himself. 

Little Red looked at the parts scattered about on the large work desk. He thought about something and then grabbed a piece of the Xenomorph hide. He hopped off of Kub's lap and went to the forge's fire pit, tossing the hide into the fire.

"Wha- hey!" Kub got up, "that's hard to obtain. What are you thinking?" 

"Getting the wetness out of it." Little Red smiled. Kub grabbed a metal rod nearby and pulled out the hide. It had shrunk down, but it was still in tack. Kub looked at it for a bit before dipping it in oil to cool it off. He took the hide and placed it on his desk. He flicked it a couple of times and then he took a tool and hit it with it. 

"Huh. I'm gonna need to run some tests on that." Kub pat Little Red on the head, "wanna see some of the other things I've made?"

"Mmh… sure." 

Kub led Little Red to a different room of the large hut. This room had many weapons and different types of hunting equipment mounted on the wall. 

"Whoa-" Little Red's eyes darted back and forth, not being able to focus on one thing. He's never seen so many things like these before, "you made all of these?"

"Yeah, well, most of them. Some of them are just modified weapons. This is what I do most of the time; creating and fixing things."

"Whoooaaa. So… you help other hunters? And you make cool stuff for them? What's this for?" Little Red ran up to a small shelf and took off a container. He opened it out of curiosity.

"Those are noise makers. You can program them to make different sounds to lure in prey. I modified them so that you can control the sounds from a hunting gauntlet specified for these. They can also record sounds around them and play the audio through your bio-mask. Very useful if you're listening for something you can't see." Kub explained.

Little Red looked up at his brother with wide eyes, "I wanna make stuff like this!"

"Want me to teach you?" Kub grinned.

"Yeah! I wanna know how to make my own hunting weapons! I want to make cool stuff like you!" Little Red yelled with excitement, "ooo! What's this?" He ran over to another gadget.

Kub giggled and walked over. He had a feeling he would be explaining things to his little brother for a while.

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@cyvorg have this messy sketch of your boys and Black Momba. I was too lazy to color them in 💀 hope you like it cause Momba would totally adopt them and give them all the love they deserve ♡

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Nomad cuddling his mama after a rough day. He would totally act all tough when he's in front of his peers and mom, but he would secretly love his mother's embrace.

@thenomadclan

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For those of you who don't know, Black Momba has always had reproductive problems. Most of her pregnancies have either ended as miscarriages or still births. This has led her to become a very protective mother to the pups she has successfully given birth to. Even to the pups that aren't her own, she is just as protective and caring to, treating them as if they were of her own blood.

So all of those who need/want a mother figure, Black Momba will take you in with open arms. That includes ocs. She's a big gale who is very motherly.

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C-can I please get a hug from Black Momba? 👉🏼👈🏼(I'm very touch starve from my mom's side)

Be careful for what you ask from her! Lol. She's 9'10 and pure muscle so her hugs are deadly. Despite her appearance, she really loves physical affection.

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Black Momba's reference sheet

GUYS, I finally got around to making Tumblr's yautja mama a ref sheet. It was definitely something that I've been needing to do cause I draw her all the time dhsksbrbqk.

As you can see, she definitely has a lot of scars which i always forget to draw on her.

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