#The Atomic Time of Monsters

[zzthekaiju]

List of works I've started/made TV Tropes pages for:

A.T.O.M. by @tyrantisterror : https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Literature/TheAtomicTimeOfMonsters

Wizarding School Mysteries by @tyrantisterror : https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Literature/WizardingSchoolMysteries

Daikaiju Yuki by @raffleupagus : https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Literature/DaikaijuYuki

Flowers of Etrea by @rochasaurusrex: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/ComicBook/FlowersOfEtrea

Lumi and the Great Big Galaxy by @starteas : https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/WebAnimation/LumiAndTheGreatBigGalaxy

Prehistoria by Jack Blackburn: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Literature/Prehistoria

Sauria: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/WebAnimation/Sauria

All Your Ruins by @mekagojira3k : https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Literature/AllYourRuins

Apt. 51: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Series/Apt51

List of works I've created sub-pages for:

Arlo the Alligator Boy/I Heart Arlo by Ryan Crego: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/WesternAnimation/ArloTheAlligatorBoy

https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/WesternAnimation/IHeartArlo

Berrybrook Middle School by Svetlana Chmakova: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/ComicBook/BerrybrookMiddleSchool

[tyrantisterror]

What’s this?  A Create a Kaiju Contest entry is finished?  Yes!  YES!  I’m getting them done! Like I said I would!

Dragonzilla’s entry is the third of our five winners, and a unique combination of kaiju and mecha that I don’t think anyone has ever done before to my knowledge.  Check them out, won’t you?

[kiryuthechimera]

He's still my blue baby boi

The “incel monster”

The few people who “kin” “stan” The Terror or whatever kids these days call it worry me.

On the other hand, I do love and sympathize with them like many trash individual animals that just hate everyone and everything (or are nice to humans and awful to their own kind but that’s definitely not him.)

[wraithlafitte]

in the final stretch of spn! just finished 15.04 and oh my goddd dude. showing sam’s struggle with depression, him saying “sometimes it feels like i can’t breathe”, AND HIM SAYING “maybe i’ll feel better in the morning” ???????? it’s just so real. you can say what you will about s15 but sam’s mental health struggle was portrayed really well

[medicinemane]

Mike johnson has so god damn much blood on his hands, obviously Ukrainian blood, but also plenty of American blood

Refusing to renew something that helps vets exposed to atomic blast and Americans who were downwind of the fall out... it's just sick. I can't fucking stand mike johnson, he's one of the worst scum to ever be in congress, and that's fucking saying something

"Johnson refused to allow House members to vote on bipartisan legislation to renew and improve the program"

Fucking quivering little pimple seems to have a real MO for just wringing his hands while insisting it's not his fault, he just can't do the one fucking part of his job of putting shit up to a vote... oh boo hoo, so sad, he'll just have to unilaterally let funding expire on things instead of literally just putting it up to our elected representatives to see if they want to vote yay or nay

Single handedly make the choices but it's not his fault when they work out how they do

Murderer

[kerryweaverlesbian]

It was last night I watched the episode and I didn't comment on it at the time but Sam saying, about how he can't just get back on with hunting after losing Jack and Rowena, that "I still think about Jess. I can't just get over them."

And I can't stop thinking about how it just rings false. In a way that him saying in Baby that he sometimes dreams about Mary didn't. Why did the latter turn me into a Samgirl and the former make me go "okay fanservice 🙄"?

I think it's that

a) Mary has been A Character even before her resurrection a season later, whereas Jess hasn't been mentioned since what? Season 4? Season 5?

b) Sam doesn't have a real relationship with Mary to reflect on, so just saying "I think about mom" is enough to highlight what was missing in his life without her. He DID have at least a year (?) with Jessica that he could have been prompted into reminicing about at any time. He could have told Jack about her. Hell, the very next episode highlights how they're *not* the same as they were in s1 - they try to use IDs with old pictures and are treated with skepticism, they've "upgraded" to devils trap bullets that are effective against Lilith - AND it's about 3 recent college graduates who look like teenagers alongside Sam and Dean.

c) the Mary one came first and in the context of Sam having an unsettling vision of young John (thematically relevant, parents, went on to give deeper insight into their respective relationship with their parenrs) whereas the conversation here was about their very recently deceased communal son and Rowena, Sam's ? best friend?? Is she is best friend? What a lonely boy jesus christ. Anyway. It doesn't offer new insight into his relationship with either of them or with Dean. It's brushed past.

and of course d) she wasn't even on the previously on. She is irrelevant to Sam's character here in season 15. She wouldn't recognise him - she didn't even know his real life!

Just. Why have him say it at all? Why suggest that in 15 years Sam has not been able to become more settled in any aspect of his life? It recontextualises Sam's character for him to have significant longing, still, for Jess. He expresses *in this episode* that he has contempt for the middle class white picket fencers, which Dean correctly points out that Sam used to be obsessed with joining. Jess was part of that dream for Sam, so, what, has he been lying all the way from season 10 every time he said he was settled into hunting and happy with where his life is? Or, is he lying here, that he still lingers on the idea of getting out [with Jess]? Why would he be lying here? He doesn't need a trump card of loss, they JUST killed their close friends.

Any real life human person, of COURSE they can still be caught up on feelings for someone who died 15 years ago, even if they don't talk about it or visibly show that missing feeling. But on a tv show, the dead need to be a presence if they're still being grieved.

Recontextualising the show to say "Sam has been thinking about his dead mom for a long time and her memory and family hangs heavy over the show" makes me go ough. Sammy. Recontextualising the show to say "Sam has been thinking about his dead girlfriend for the whole show he just never mentioned it but I promise he was" makes me go. Hm. Liar.

[ericmhe]

... (redacted)

[eorzeashan]

"you are being extra goth today admin" well you see I got emotional thinking about how Eight would stumble back to Jadus after KOTFE/ET with all his adventures and experiences in hand and tell him everything and how it made him realize he loves others but loving them hurts him in a way he can barely comprehend, and that this loneliness is a poison enough to kill...

what do you think of this pain of mine, o lord? is it not unlike anything you've ever tasted? he'd ask across their bond, with a smile so radiant that its light surely would belong to some distant star-- nothing so flesh and blood.

then he'd bury himself in his embrace and whisper how he can no longer stand to be apart from him. even the walls of their physical bodies entwined this close are another separation he can't bear. the darkest parts of the universe are the only place he can live now, with the hearts of men having rejected him thrice over.

so please, he'd murmur, when it all becomes too much-- when your body fails you-- when there comes a time where I can't follow-- take me. take me whole. I promise I'll give you this world and all that my eyes have seen of it.

Jadus understands immediately. It is the one request his Hand has made that he cannot fulfill, if he does not find a way to preserve this fleeting spark of light that has made its way into the dark sanctuary of his being. He will take him, and he will be taken by him-- and he will lose him.

It is a fresh pain he has not felt in nigh over a decade. Not since the early days of his youth, those memories that have never resurfaced from the murky abyss of his tempered mind. He thanks him for this gift. None other could compare, to serve him so faithfully to the ends of his universe and further still. To place at the altar of adoration his own suffering and love, every experienced agony a tribute to the one he places above all.

For that, Jadus must betray him. His Hand, beloved by the dark, will be consumed by the void he lays with so willingly. This future will not come to pass. So is his will. So will he return his bride to that world of suffering he longs to escape.

When the last vestige of his agony has sputtered and died, he will return.

Call the object of my hatred. I have a mission you must carry out.

A single beacon rings.

[scottstiles]

me. a person subscribed to no less than 3 crime/mystery/documentary channels. sees cult/unsolved murder/serial killer doc starting ‘OHH have i seen that one yet??’ answer? yes. watching it again anyway? yes.

[doolallymagpie]

ooh, wargames atlantic is selling british commandos (and more germans) soon

might be useful for pulp wargaming, that

[zzthekaiju]

Now here's a fan-art I was really proud of doing last year! I made this as a tribute to @tyrantisterror, one of my biggest inspirations in recent memory, and the amazing books he writes. I see The Atomic Time of Monsters as his magnum opus because not only is the duology an exciting read full of amusing characters and exciting action, but because it demonstrates just how fun and engaging it is when the monsters are given whole personalities and even character arcs to themselves. Tyrantis is by and large one of my favorite literary characters as a result. There's something to be said about a ferocious-looking reptilian kaiju with the personality of an all-loving goofball.

My hope is that one day I may be able to adapt both books into an animated miniseries in the future, and I made this poster as a sort of proof-of-concept of that. Maybe I'll reupload it when I get better at drawing, but I still think it looks pretty great for now.

[tyrantisterror]

The Unfinished ATOM Kaiju Showcase

Out of, well, I want to say "a pragmatic assessment of my ability to finish illustrations since carpal tunnel set in" but you could just as easily shorten that to "impatience," I've decided to post a hundred or so ATOM kaiju concepts I've had sitting in my "to finish" pile for the last few years. Here's an official roundup of each post:

Part 1: Retrosaurs

Part 2: More Retrosaurs

Part 3: Tyrantor's Coming of Age Romantic Comedy

Part 4: Even More Retrosaurs but This Time They're Monster Hunter Homages

Part 5: Big Bugs

Part 6: Aliens

Part 7: More Aliens

Part 8: Paul Bunyan. No, Seriously, Paul Bunyan. Also Some Fearsome Critters.

Part 9: Mythic Monsters

Part 10: Recycling Plateodon

Part 11: Oddballs

Part 12: More Oddballs

Part 13: The Oddest Oddballs

Part 14: OOPS I FORGOT A FEW

Will I ever finish the artwork for these guys? I mean, I'd like to, but, uh... let's say the Odds Aren't In Our Favor here. But I want them to get some spotlight all the same, and if/when I write ATOM Volumes 3 and beyond, they can at least enjoy starring in some prose.

[din-skywalker]

i want to give a bit of info to everyone who only knows miguel from the movie:

•he is not a vampire! his fangs are from his spider dna and are filled with paralyzing venom :) fun fact: the size of his fangs makes him mumble so other people don't see them while he's talking!

•he wasn't bitten by a spider like most spider people! spider dna was atomically spliced directly into his genes making him 50% spider

•he doesn't stick like other spider people! he uses the talons on his fingers to climb around and such! fun fact: these talons can easily slice through solid metal :)

•he doesn't have a spider sense! instead, all of his senses are majorly enhanced!

•yes! he always moves like that! he automatically moves like a feral monster because that's what he is!

•he has a fiancé named dana and a little brother named gabriel! they are the two most important people in his life :) fun fact: gabriel recognized that it was miguel in the spider suit the first time he saw him in it!

•his eyes are red because they can see in major details and in complete darkness. fun fact: this makes his eyes super sensitive to light, which constantly gives him migraines :)

•yes! his ass is that huge in the comics, too! everyone in the comics are always commenting on it ^^

•miguel is irish/mexican :)

•he is NOT the original spider man of his universe! there was a peter parker in the past before the year 2099

just wanted to clear up some facts about him movie onlys may have misconstrued ^^

[jmoriarty-221b]

The main takeaway from Godzilla vs Kong is that corporate greed was the true villain all along

[mrcowboydeanwinchester]

people have opinions about this i see

i'm going to tell you something now and maybe you won't like it. but the truth is that if s15 had had a good final 2 episodes it would've been an objectively great season of the show

[the-modern-typewriter]

Hi! I love your writing

Could you do something like the villain finding out his nemesis hero is member of his nearly extinct (fantasy?) species?

Like the villain thought he was the last of his kin?

"You..." The villain's eyes widened. "You're..."

Between wearing either heavy make-up and coloured contacts in his civilian guise, or his hero mask when he wasn't, the hero could usually pass as human.

Unfortunately, his mask rested utterly useless in the villain's hands and he hadn't had time to do a full face before rushing out the door. The inhumanity of him was thus blatantly visible beneath the villain's devouring gaze.

"A monster?" the hero snapped. "That's rich coming from you, you-"

The villain reached up and, with the careful press of a button, his own mask slid away.

The hero froze.

The hero stared.

The whole world, and all that he was fighting for dropped away as his heart leapt and his mouth went dry and it felt like every atom in his body hummed with recognition.

The villain's eyes were the same purple shade as his own - a dark orchid-esque colour that humans couldn't quite filter properly and had no entirely accurate name for. The line of his cheek had the same glimmer of scales, though the villain's were a shimmering pearl compared to the hero's blue. He hadn't filed his teeth down to blend in like the hero had either. They were carnivore-sharp.

Dragon. In his more humanoid form, certainly, but a dragon nonetheless.

Just like the hero.

Several key facts slid into place.

"Oh," the hero said, breathless. The old language suddenly felt ready and perched on his tongue like a waterfall. He swallowed it down.

"I thought I was the only one left."

The hero's brain churned, as he struggled to compute the astounding evidence in front of him. Because he couldn't - the villain couldn't - except he obviously was.

Had he been stealing for his hoard?

"I thought I was alone," the villain said. "Are there others?!"

Mutely, dumbstruck, the hero shook his head.

He'd thought he was alone too. For so long, so very very long, he'd thought he was the only one left. And now - now. The hero scrambled belatedly to his feet, with a groan of pain. He could feel panic rising. Panic and hope and fury and longing.

The villain closed the gap in an instant, as if scared the hero might run. He curled one hand around the front of the hero's suit to hold him in place, pinning him back against the wall with a matching strength that suddenly made so much more sense. The wall behind them gave an ominous shudder.

His stare raked over the hero's body, like he could slip beneath his clothes and perform a full catalogue or history, before snapping back to the hero's mouth. His teeth.

"What did they do to you?"

"They didn't do anything. I -" There were too many questions, it was too big. The hero had no idea where to start. He reached out to grab his mask back from the villain.

The villain hurled it aside, well out of the way. His freshly-freed hand gripped the hero's wrist. Tight. Possessive.

"Why are you protecting humans?" the villain sounded somewhere between bewildered and livid. "What's wrong with you?"

The hero bristled, the fury clearing his head a little bit too. "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You nearly torched half of London, are you insane?"

"They hunted us. I thought I was the only one left. Are you -"

The villain swore in old tongue. Fire-tongue, though the hero had guessed that much.

He could practically feel the heat rising off the villain, sudden and foreboding. His instincts swerved this way and that; torn between the violence of enmity, of every vicious memory they shared, and all the sheer longings of a home he'd thought lost forever.

Before he'd even fully realised it, he'd reached out, palm searching the villain's chest in turn, finding his heartbeat. Slow. Much slower than a human's could ever be.

Dragon, dragon, dragon.

Kin.

The same.

His.

"Oh, god," the hero said.

"You even sound like them," the villain said, tone not quite kind enough to be wonder. "I really thought you were human. What did they do to you?"

"They didn't do anything! Just - shut up. For one second, just shut up. I need to think. Because you - you're - oh god."

There were many arguments the hero could have made, never mind that the whole point of a secret identity was to fit in, but all he could focus on was the enormity of it.

He wasn't alone.

They weren't alone.

He didn't have to be alone.

The villain's hands moved up to his face, clutching his jaw, cradling him. The purple of his eyes began to deepen to flame.

"Come with me," he said, fully switching to the old tongue. "We shouldn't be fighting each other. You're young - you must be young if you're on their side - we'll talk. You'll tell me everything."

The worst person the hero knew was the only one who could possibly begin to understand.

It was all too much.

The hero ripped himself free, and bolted.