#godzilla fic

[star-going-supernova]

... so, an Anon talked about a what-if Rodan was controlled by Ghidorah.

And now I'm curious, what would be Godzilla's reaction after the Battle of Boston? Just... angst and hurt-comfort for our favourite fire bird

referencing this ask/ficlet!

Rodan is not surprised, per se, when the summons reaches him. He's only surprised it took so long, and that it doesn't carry the air of an order.

He would have mistaken it as a call for a friend by a friend, but he knows his crimes. He knows it cannot be a request. This will be his trial, and very likely, his punishment.

He goes willingly.

The mountainous region where he finds his King is shrouded in mist, leaving the jagged, finally healed spines of Godzilla poking above the fog not unlike when he swims along just beneath the ocean's surface. Rodan would have laughed if his throat hadn't been closed up tight.

He lands lightly as his King raises his head. His body follows the gentle curve of the valley he is all but wedged in, and Rodan only has a moment to wonder why he chose this place before he spots the egg Godzilla is shielding. It is still small, young. Mothra has a ways to go yet.

He bows his head, half expecting to rise and receive a faceful of star-fire.

Instead, his King rumbles and asks, "Are you well, Rodan?"

He stares blankly for a heartbeat or two. "I... am well, yes."

"Your wounds healed?"

"Yes, my King."

"Your mind is your own? No side effects or lingering aches? I know well what Ghidorah was capable of."

"His control was severed during the battle," Rodan answers, quiet. Severed when Mothra stabbed him straight through, but only after the damage had been done.

Godzilla sighs, relaxes, and drops his head back into the imprint he has formed in the trees. "Good. I worried; Scylla and Methuselah both have said you have not seemed yourself these past weeks."

"I nearly killed her," he blurts his guilt out. "I am—she might have survived if I had not hurt her so badly."

His King narrows his eyes. "You were unwilling." It is not a question.

"But I still—"

"Do you know what she would say if she were here?"

Rodan swallows heavily and shakes his head.

Godzilla twists until he can nudge his snout against his Queen's egg, the most gentle a creature like him will ever be. "She would say better her, who can come back, than one for whom death is permanent. I do not blame you, my friend. As I said, I know well the tortures Ghidorah was capable of."

Rodan trembles. He shakes his head, denial and self-loathing caught in his lungs like a disease. He forces himself to meet his King's discerning eyes. He feels more exposed than when Ghidorah was in his head.

The difference between his King and the false king: only one abused such a thing.

"Come here," Godzilla finally says. He settles back in, closing his eyes. "It's chilly in these mountains, and you are warm."

When his body moves in obedience, it is not because he is being controlled against his will. He tucks himself where he fits best, one wing stretched over Godzilla's back. He is careful not to touch Mothra's egg.

His King rumbles, the deep, quiet sort that is not quite a vocalization so much as it something inside him. It, as it always has, makes Rodan relax.

"I am sorry regardless," he says after a while.

"I know," his King replies. "I am sorry too. I was not fast enough to save you."

It is this, this wild notion that Rodan had been in danger and in need of rescue, that silences the cruel voice in his head that speaks ceaselessly of his guilt. It freezes him in place, trembles through his heart, and finally, finally, some dark shadow within him begins to fade.

[mikesterreal]

A Godzilla thought just came to me and I can’t stop thinking about it

Monsterverse Godzilla is referred to as “the monster who ate a star.” People have taken this as foreshadowing MV Godzilla fighting Space Godzilla

HOWEVER, MV Godzilla has been evolving throughout the films to fight increasingly stronger opponents.

What if MV GODZILLA HIMSELF EVOLVED *INTO* SPACE GODZILLA TO FIGHT DESTOROYAH?

AM I CRAZY? AM I CRINGE? I DONT KNOW BUT I LOVE THIS IDEA

[balanceoflightanddark]

Monsters We Create Chapter 20 Update

Apologies for the delay. Again. I...broke my foot and it took me a while to get myself together. That and I'm going on vacation to Alaska next weekend so...yeah.

But I do have Chapter 20, which is roughly about 50% done. Maybe. So to hold everyone in the meantime, here's a little snippet of the chapter as a sort of appetizer. Forgive me if it's a little rough.

They walked a good distance away from the war tent. Yet not once did Kori let her guard down. Zuko, Mai, and Ty Lee. Three names she had a lot of good reason to be wary of. One was the Fire Lord, obviously. It wasn’t too long ago when he nearly got Yu Dao destroyed out of his own stupidity. The other two? She could understand Azula being difficult, yet to turn their backs so suddenly and completely was beyond her.

When they came to an abandoned training ground, Zuko turned around. “Alright. We’re here.”

“If you think you can get me to stab a knife in Azula’s back-”

“Listen! I’m not here to talk about Azula. At all. I meant it when I said she’s going around unbound. It’s just…well, you know how she is! I can’t trust her with all these rogue armies running around. Somebody’s got to keep tabs on her,” Zuko explained.

“Besides, we’ve got Mai here if Azula needs some knives thrown at - OW!” Ty Lee rubbed her arm after Mai gave her a swift and rather hard elbow.

Zuko simply sighed from their little spat. “The point is, if you can keep Azula in check, that’s great. I only have the guards there so it can keep those generals off my back. And hers. They wanted her thrown back into that asylum.”

“You could’ve just told her that, but whatever,” Kori muttered. It amazed her. He says that he wants to do good, but then has some secret or leaves some lasting remark that invalidates it. No wonder he and Azula were so dysfunctional. Seemed like the only way they could even interact was through backstabbing, betrayals, and fighting. If this was what they were like when they were allies, she didn’t want to see how they were when the pleasantries failed and fire was being thrown.

Agni help her no fire was thrown today yet. She certainly didn’t see it in the Fire Lord’s eyes right now. They were…well, dull. His shoulders were a bit slumped. It was as if he aged a few years in the span of a few days.

“Can we forget Azula for a few minutes? It’s not why I called you out here.” Zuko swallowed as he collected himself. “I know you’re part of that movement the assassination attempt came from. Your father talked quite a bit about what you’ve been up to.”

“I assure you, our movement was to protest and prevent innocents from being harassed by Fire Nation guards! None of us had any intention of murdering anybody!” Kori still couldn’t believe it. Who’d be stupid enough to make an attempt on the Fire Lord’s life? She wasn’t a fan of his either, but nothing he did indicated he was personally overseeing what was going on in Yu Dao. A bit ignorant and heavy handed, but not responsible. It’s one thing if he stepped in personally and started threatening people.

Yet an attempt at his life without any solid reason for? That was inviting for the army to come in and stomp on their movement. Who knew how many civilians would be caught in such an escalation?

“I know. It’s why I want you to look into it.”

Kori, out of surprise or bafflement, let Zuko continue. “I get it. The Fire Nation hasn’t done Yu Dao much good. I’d even wager you and your people have done more for the benefit of this city in a few months than my country has for over a hundred years.” His eyes went downward for a moment, as he swallowed a lump in his throat.

Yet it only lasted for a moment before he took another breath. “Figure out what’s going on and who sent that kill order. I’ll do things on my end with the assassin. Maybe together we can bring whoever did this to justice.”

The rebel wasn’t sure what to say. It sounded too good to be true. Indeed, after running his proposal through her head, she saw the problem. “I appreciate the offer, Fire Lord. But as long as that captain and his thugs roam the streets, there’s only going to be more violence. Whoever’s doing this wouldn’t be able to get away with it if the guards didn’t build this pyre of theirs.”

“They will be brought to justice,” Zuko responded. “I’m going to try and override this curfew and get a tighter leash on the officers. If you can work on your end and help me bring this mastermind down, that’ll give them less incentive to crack down on your people.”

When he ended, he once again remained silent and waited for her response. Mai and Ty Lee stood on the sidelines watching the whole thing, giving Kori more eyes that were on her. Truth be told, she still couldn’t trust him. Who could? Everyone said he had the hallmarks of his father right down to how he ascended to the throne. And who could say they bring peace when they wear a crown drenched in blood.

Yet he didn’t wear the crown now. No grandeur. Nothing. He was baring his true intentions out to her. If nothing else, she could trust that. “Alright. All I can say is there might be some Fiery Raptors within their ranks.”

Ty Lee snorted. “Of course, Azula would pull something like that.”

“It’s not what you think,” Kori interrupted, making sure they all had her attention. “I wanted some people to back us up in the protests in case things got violent. She offered to have some of her men to back us up and I said yes.”

“Can’t say I blame you there. You go up against soldiers, you’re going to need some muscle.”

“Who’s side are you on?!” Ty Lee yelled at Mai, her frustration with her reaching a boiling point.

The emotionless girl just gave a noncommittal shrug. “I’m just saying it as it is. From what I’ve heard, the Mayor hasn’t exactly done a good job of keeping the peace on his end. Can’t blame Azula for taking advantage of something that was already there. We certainly did.” Ty Lee promptly shut up from Mai’s assessment, looking a bit downcast herself.

Kori also had a harsh truth slapped in her face. Her father. Mayor Morishita, the one most responsible for Yu Dao’s woes. He’s the one who ultimately had control of the garrison and determined who was in charge. If it weren’t for him, that captain and his goons probably wouldn’t be able to run rampant and bully the citizens into submission.

Still, it was a hard truth to swallow. Needless to say, his actions were part of the reason her mother left a long time ago. True, she made her peace with it when she saw what her father’s cronies were willing to do. Yet it still hurt too much to ignore.

Something that Zuko noticed. “You know your father’s going to have to go on trial for what he’s done. Right?”

Forcing down her queasiness, Kori crossed her arms and tried not to look like she was hugging herself. “I understand.”

“Good.” Then, the Fire Lord did something rather unexpected. He walked up and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. It was…surprisingly warm. Kori wasn’t sure what to make of it before she saw the scar on his face. Seemed as though she wasn’t the only one who had issues with her parents.

A similar story was told with Mai and Ty Lee, who gazed at her with soft eyes. Kori wondered: what was it about the Fire Nation that equaled parental issues? She had her father. The girls had their parents. Agni help Azula and Zuko for getting stuck with Ozai as a father.

Azula.

“Before I agree to this, there’s something you need to promise me,” Kori declared.

Zuko looked a bit surprised but then gave an uneasy nod. Having got his attention, the rebel dropped the ultimatum. “Give Azula a chance. Stop treating her like she’s the worst thing in the world. And stop treating her like a bomb about to go off.”

“...you know I can’t do that,” he admitted with pain in his voice.

Yet Kori stood her ground. “Nobody’s asking you to forget. I’m simply stating that if you want this thing to work out, you need to uphold your end. That means no threats. No harassments. No lies. And no dangling her over a cliff. Got it?”

He shuddered when she threw out that last demand, but that didn’t soften her glare. Especially when she saw Mai and Ty Lee paralyzed in shock. Oh yeah. Azula told her about his little stunt that almost got him killed. She didn’t care if it was a low blow or not. If it meant he wouldn’t pull the same garbage twice, then so much is the better.

As for Zuko, he didn’t say anything for white seemed like an eternity. Then he gave a defeated nod and said, “Alright. As long as she isn’t a problem.”

Satisfied, Kori turned to rejoin her friends. Since that’s what friends do after all. Though not before she said one last thing. “I do mean it. You try anything without any incentive…just remember what happened with Godzilla. It won’t end well.”

And so she left, leaving the trio behind. Truth be told, she didn’t enjoy having to lay out the cold truth. Yet Zuko struck her as somebody who needed to be slapped in the face and have a rock hammering into his skull in order to get the point across. Agni knows how many of those blockheads she had to put up with growing up.

Mentally she kicked herself for having to go from one blockhead to ANOTHER blockhead. If there was one thing Azula and her brother had in common, it was digging in and covering their ears when they didn’t want whatever ideas they had in their head to be challenged. Sort of made things a bit depressing that it took a kaiju of all things to get them to cooperate.

Let’s just hope they haven’t killed each other by the end of this, Kori prayed.

[nerdypuddincup]

In the beginning, there was peace. Deep beneath the waves of the Pacific Ocean, there was life untouched by man in the entirety of history itself. And within this vast and unknown world of biodiversity there lived creatures long thought extinct. A family of amphibious creatures lived in harmony. A male, a female, and two offspring. The last of a noble and ancient race.

But nothing truly lasts forever. In 1954 the first in a series of high-yield thermonuclear weapons was tested at the Bikini Atoll. Those islands happened to be above the resting place of this family of creatures. They slept, deep beneath the sea unaware of what was going on the surface. The surface world had not concerned them for a very long time.

Suddenly, their peace was broken in a single instant. A bright light shined where none had existed before. Burning pain ripped through the family, the force even underwater was unimaginable. The offspring were the first to go. The adults did not have time to protect their babies, and they were destroyed. Then. The female. Hers was slower due to her size, but by the time the light was gone there was nothing left. The single miniscule solace was the blinding light and searing pain ensured the male could not watch as its family was reduced to atoms.

Now, only one remained. In pain, such pain. Scarred, and alone. The first contact with the outside world in their lifetime and it came in the burning hot fury of man’s ignorance and desire for power. The cool waters of the ocean could do nothing to temper the pain of the only remaining the creature there laying upon the seabed. In an instant, it had become the last of its race and in a cruel twist of fate it had become the first of something entirely new. The radiation from the bomb had left the creature changed. The pain, much like the blood of the creature began to mutate into something new. Rage. A rage that would not be quelled.

It was humanity’s folly that had taken everything that this peaceful creature once had. It was humanity’s hubris that had left it alone, that had ripped its mate and offspring from it, and left it horribly disfigured and monstrous. When the beast rose to the surface, all that there was left was rage now. Rage that refused to be contained. Rage that would be shared onto the race that had taken everything.

The bright city lights at night brought back memories of the horrible blinding light that had in an instant, changed the creature’s life forever. In the creature’s mind it would equate the two. And so, this city would become the place where this beast would share its rage. Its torment, its sorrow.

The world at that moment would learn of the existence of monsters.

They would know its pain. It would feel the wrath which burned inside of it like fire. The world would know,

Godzilla

[tuzi0usagi0bunbon0bunny]

Good.

this is an early Mother’s day thing. 

I just did this recently and i’ve been wanting to for a long time. I hope you guys would like it! probably would do more in the future.

Characters: gijinka!Baki, gijinka!Mothra, gijinka!Rhagor (mentions of gijinka!Godzilla) warning: Screaming baby, hints of postpartum depression(?) (search it if you want to know the meaning), crying, Godzilla is not a bad dad i promise. this isnt fully proof-read that much btw. 

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Nothing but the crackling sounds of fire are the only ambiance Baki has, Baki stares at the fire as its light and heat dance and burn against the wood She cut so it can keep on burning. Baki traces the gold marking that designed her robotic leg, its eerily similar gold marks shine from the fire's light. Baki's mind kept on repeating the same memory of the event. It won't stop and she wishes It could just go away. She closes her eyes as she breathes out slowly. Her dinner is getting colder by the second

Suddenly a piercing sound overlapped the fire's ambiance. The piercing sound is different, its wails are all too familiar. A baby. Did Mothra die again? She turns her head to the entrance of her cave, Not expecting to see a tired Mothra. Mothra as a whole did not look as elegant as she used to in public. Her hair is not elegantly styled like she used to be. Styled into a rushed but simple hair bun with only a single accessory probably meant to keep the somewhat bun up, Her clothes only consist of her robe and under it, her nightgown, and around her arm is a screaming child, Baki’s grandson. Baki saw Mothra’s face and knew what the problem was.

“Mother..” Mothra said her voice was already evidence of her tiredness. Baki barely heard it over the child’s wailing screams. 

Baki gives a sympathetic look as she extends her arm to her adopted daughter. Mothra sighs as she tiredly walks over to her mother as she bounces her screaming baby trying to calm him the least. Mothra gives an ‘oomph!’ as she sits next to Baki and leans her head on Baki’s shoulder as Baki caresses her shoulder for comfort. 

“Help me..” Mothra pleads, she winces at the baby's sudden loud wails.

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Not a minute goes by as the cave goes silent. Baki cooed at her grandson sleeping in her arms, sucking on his thumb. Mothra looks at the both fascinated by the sudden calmness of her child. Mothra slumps herself to the wall as she gives a loud sigh of relief. 

Baki giggles at that. “He’s got your face, I can tell you that,” Baki said as she then faced Mothra.

 “Mother, Baki, Whatever magic you have. Give it to me now” Mothra said.

Baki chuckles, “I don't have magic unlike you. You know that.”

“No mother. I mean...I mean this magic!” Mothra said as she extended her arms at Baki, 

emphasizing her.

 “I have been trying to make Rhagor stop crying and fall asleep for Five hours and you did those two in only under a second!” 

“Five Hours?, didn’t Godzilla try to help?”

“No. He is currently away to do his duties.” 

Baki's eyes furrow. 

“His Majesty didn’t help you to calm the babe?”

“Mother please is not like that. I told him I could handle it and that he should do his work today. And man do I regret it. He did try to stay though I can tell you that. But we both know that he has work to attend to.” Mothra said as she looked at her baby. 

She smiled at her child. Sleeping peacefully. Mothra used the back of her finger to softly caress her child's cheek causing the babe to flinch. Mothra immediately pulled back but luckily the Baby continued to sleep. 

Baki watches Mothra’s expression quickly to a depressing look. “Somethings in your mind, What are you thinking child?”

Mothra closes her eyes as if trying to keep her expression in check. She opens her eyes once more as she solely focuses on the sleeping baby. Her sleeping baby.

“I’ve tried everything. I fed him, cleaned him, sang to him, and paced around the room until my legs hurt just for him to be calm. But still, he didn't. I tried flying hoping the feeling of flight would calm him but, no he just screamed louder as his little hands held tight to me. I scared him. I frightened my baby” Mothra said as her eyes started to leak tears. 

“A-and when I stopped and tried to calm him to let him know that he shouldn't be scared and t-that I'm here. But he just kept on crying and crying.” Mothra inhales deeply as her emotion overcomes her. “Then I saw your island and knew that I should go and ask for help and...” 

Mothra looked at her mother in tears and snot covered her face. She was never scared to be vulnerable around her mother.

Mothra then remembered the time where She and Godzilla were planning to start a family. And during this, she excitedly told Baki her plans. She remembers Baki giving her an excited look with a hint of sadness in them, She remembers Baki’s hands cupping both of her cheeks as her thumbs caressed her cheek.

You’re going to be a good mother, my Queen.

“Momma..I-I am not a good mother. Mommy all the simple things a mother could do I couldn't even do. I can't even-”

 Mothra didn't get to finish her sentence as Baki embraced her, crushing Mothra’s face into her shoulder, grounding her. Mothra returns the embrace as she holds onto Baki tightly.

Baki pulls away as she places her forehead against Mothra's forehead. 

“You are a good mother Mothra.”

“I am not..”

“Yes, you are.” Baki holds Mothra’s face as she makes Mothra look at her. 

“Look at your child Mothra. He is healthy, he is heavy and he is happy. you feed him, you give him the love that he needs and you care for him. He is a lucky baby.” 

“But I couldn't put him to sleep I-”

“Yes, you couldn’t. You needed my help, and needing my help doesn't make you less of a mother than you are now. You know by asking me for help you knew that could calm him down. You knew what was best. You are a good mother, Mayona.” Baki said as she placed a kiss between Mothra’s brow.

“Never think that because of this moment, you aren't a good mother.”

Mothra was stunned and emotional at her mother's words not noticing that Baki had passed the sleeping child over to her. Rhagor stirred but quickly went back to sleep when he felt it was his mother who was holding him. He grunts contently as his small hand comes to grip tightly on his mother's nightgown not wanting to be separated from her. 

“Even your babe knows it. You are good Mayon-a. You are good.”

Baki said as she embraced Mothra, placing another kiss on her temple as Mothra continued to cry, holding her son tightly as ever.

[rennsdeaddoves]

Laylia's home (floor plan)

ok, you can ignore this for the time being, its a floor plan of my oc's home in the fic i'm writing and imma like this post in the fic at the end of the chapter when i publish it so people can have a visual aid as to what the home looks like cause i am not good at explaining floor plans in writing lmao

[rabbit-writers]

chapter 2 has finally been finished of this story! I appreciate anyone who takes time to read it, thank you

[clandestine-rabbit]

I rewrote a fic I was writing because I thought some of it could've been different. So read this if you'd like!

[satansluckycigarette]

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Gojira | Godzilla (1954), Godzilla Minus One, Jaws (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Quint/Herbie Robinson Characters: Quint, Herbie Robinson, Charles McVay III Additional Tags: TW: Shark Attack Series: Part 1 of Godzilla: Project Jormungadr Summary:

A sequel to Minus One and the original Godzilla as well as a prequel to Jaws

[adm-starblitzsteel-4305]

“Godzilla usually cuddles her every time, inhaling her lovely scent.”

He’s so real for that

"You've got to be kidding me, aren't you Goji?" The Queen asked, her voice muffled by her fluffy fur.

Of course, why would it be? Thought Godzilla, his face squashed on her delicate fur, the loveliest scent of rare flowers are addicted, for a King to his Queen.

Both were tired dealing with almost a month of checking the humans and Titans. So much that the King of the Monsters yearned her scent. When the two finally met each other, they settled down on a huge cozy cave.

That didn't wipe his goofy smile upon landing his golden orange eyes at Mothra's lovely sapphire blue ones.

Something that he really, really meant to cuddle her for a long time.

The King bring his tongue out to lick her fur, nipping it tenderly. She squirmed a bit, almost feared if he squished the moth too much, but he was a gentle King.

"Feeling better?" Godzilla asked, earning a nod to Mothra.

Adjusting one more time of their position, the moth finally fall asleep.

He took one last inhale of her scent, feeling his mind become lightheaded, dreaming of their never ending love and loyatly to one another...

"Good night, My Queen."

[tqxky]

I LOVE THEM. I LOVE THEM. I LOVE THEM!!

[star-going-supernova]

... hear me out

Battle of Boston, during the fight between Mothra and Rodan.

Imagine if Rodan was controlled by Ghidorah like all the other Titans (I'm not entirely sure of if it was like that, or he had just given up and willingly submitted himself to Ghidorah), and, when Mothra stabs him, he brefly regains control over himself and thanks Mothra, either vocally or with his expression, before falling down

When his fire sets her wings alight, Rodan is still aware enough to feel wretched. Guilt and self-loathing batter at the iron-strong control wrapped around his mind, but they don't so much as loosen Ghidorah's hold on him.

His Queen, who could not have been returned for more than a day or two, burns. She doesn't scream, and that says more about her strength than the strength of his fire.

She slashes down at him, and he pulls back, just enough to reorient himself. Ghidorah's slimy presence forces him forward again.

Mothra has only enough time to inch up the building she's practically pinned to. Her wings smolder, not unlike his. It's a cruel parody. He lands atop her, snaps his beak once, twice, at her head.

He wails within his mental prison. He strains with all he has, but he is not his King; he is not stronger than Ghidorah.

Rodan's body rears back to strike again. He wonders if Godzilla will punish him for killing Mothra.

Sharp pain lances through his chest like a lightning bolt, and for a delirious moment, he thinks Godzilla has arrived to save his Queen. But then Mothra trills her apology and shifts, wrenching her stinger from his body. He croaks weakly.

This, this, is at last enough to shatter Ghidorah's chains over his puppet.

Rodan wobbles in place and begins to lose his footing on the crumbling building. Instinct demands he spread his wings and fly to safety; he suppress it ruthlessly. To retreat and heal will invite Ghidorah back in.

"My Queen," he rasps, and he tips backward willingly, unflinchingly, and falls. He hopes that, between this claim and the relief he tries to show in his eyes, she knows he does not blame her or begrudge her for defending herself. He hopes she knows he is grateful that she prevented him from killing her. He hopes she knows he was not willing.

The plummet to the ruined ground is short. Rodan welcomes the darkness when it comes.

[kingyo7273]

Already against the ground, the crushed dinosaur was able to distinguish a pair of claws, one located on each side of its head, suggesting that they were its fingers. They were a fact, that beast was crushing him with one paw and surely what would follow would be his imminent death. Blinded by terror and panic, he gathered what little oxygen he had left in his lungs to cry out for mercy.

“P-please let go of me!” he announced with all his might, trying to suck out as much oxygen as possible. “Forgive me for entering your cave, your home! I was lost!" he lied with all possible innocence. It was humiliating to have to beg for mercy.

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Draw inspired by this fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57011764/chapters/144985369

I had a lot of fun doing it! hope u all enjoy it too

the next ones, are the ones before of the final result, so u have more clarity...

[balanceoflightanddark]

The Monsters We Create Chapter 20

Our heroes return to a city torn apart, with lines divided in the streets and people making ready for war. In the midst of the chaos, Azula makes a gambit that could risk everything. Success means finding favor with her uneasy allies. Failure means risking her sanity to the voices in her head...

The King Cometh Arc (Godzilla)

Up From the Depths

Relics from a Lost World

More Than Just a Legend

God of Destruction

Upon the Ruins

Dragon Slayers

Wrath

Awakening Mountains Arc (Godzilla, Anguirus, General Old Iron, Rodan)

8. Omens of Disaster

9. Farewells and Greetings

10. Of Spirits and Monsters

11. The Guardian Beast

12. Into the Nest

13. Clash of the Titans (Anguirus vs General Old Iron)

14. Let Them Fight (Godzilla vs Rodan)

Graveyard of Empires Arc (Godzilla, Mothra, Battra, Axor)

15: Old Wounds

16. Embers in the Wind

17. Infant Island

18. Mothra

19. When All You Have is a Dream

20. The Princess's Gambit

[that-one-gay-aew-enthusiast]

𝚁𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 - 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚜 "𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛" 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚢

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Warnings: None Word count: 1.4k Genre: fluff Summary: After being seperated for 10 years, a certain lizard brings you and trapper back together, leading to quite the reunion Pairings: kaiju trainer!reader x kaiju vet!trapper A/n: In this story the reader is someone who works in hollow earth to maintain the kaijus and ensure they all "play nice" ,it sounds weird, but just go with it pls ( Also decided to start my dan fics with Trapper since I think there is practically no apprication of him on here so here we are)

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For 5 years now, you had been working down in beautiful hollow earth. After Dr. Andrews discovered that you were somehow able to tame any animal, including ones that are 100 ft tall, she hired you immediately. You grew a close bond with a lot of the animals in hollow earth, but your favourites had always been kong and godzilla. After coming together and being rid of skar king, the two became like playful children. They often play fought with each other, never intentionally hurting each other ,but accidents did occasionally happen of course. Normally you would have a vet called Jack come down to tend to them. However, after discovering he wasn't giving the kaijus the right treatment, Illene fired him.

It had been 7 months since jack got fired ,none of the animals had sustained injury thankfully, that was until kong and godzilla were playing, and kong managed to puncture zilla's arm with his reinforced tooth. You reported the injury uo to the lab on the surface, and were ensured the vet would be sent down as soon as possible. You still hadn't met, or even been told anything about this newly hired vet, all you knew was that he had been the one that fitted kongs tooth. For whatever reason, Illene always insisted that "You wouldn't know him." You left it at that and accpeted you would just meet him when the time arrived.

You were sat on a ledge with the large lizard sat in front of you whimpering and growling occasionally. You rubbed the top of his head. "It's gonna be alright buddy, Im sure this vet will be just lovely." You smiled as he looked up at you and gave a dismissive huff. You chuckled, before watching a yellow air craft fly round the corner and land behind you on the ledge. You patted zilla's head and got up, jogging over to the door waiting for it to open. Once it did, you watch Illene and Jia step out, followed by a man in a green flying suit and sunglasses. Jia hugged you as you stared at the man, there was something about him, you could of sworn you knew this man.

"Y/n? y/n are you ok?" You broke out of your trance, stopped staring at the man before turning to Illene who was now looking at you concerned. "Yes yes, I'm fine Dr Andrews." She nodded still looking slightly concerned as you looked at the ground. "Right then, where's this big lizard." He had an austrailian accent, another thing you reconised. You led the man over to where godzilla was sat, and let him start working as you sat with Illene and Jia. "Dr Andrews I swear I reconise him, what's his name?" Illene watched him work. "He's called Travis Beasley." You froze. "W-what did you just say?" Illene showed you his work profile."Travis Beasly, he's certainly an odd one, you wouldn't believe how much he changed from high school." Oh but you would.

*Flashback*

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Trapper was being sent to another university. You had known Trapper since the two of you were 5 years old. The both of you had just confessed deeper feelings for each other. But now you being forced apart because his father was directing him into a new career path. You sunk to your knees, feeling tears fill your eyes. "N-no you can't leave Trapper, I love you, I might never see you again, I can't live with that, I can't!" He came down to your level, his eyes as wet as yours. "I know sweetheart I know It's not fair, but I don't have a choice." He pulled you into his chest, rubbing your back ,trying to not get any more emotional. You cried into his chest before he pulled you back gently and planted his lips on yours. You tangled your fingers into his chocolate brown hair, holding his face against ,not wanting the kiss to end, you knew what happened when it did.

*End of Flashback*

Trapper had about finished on godzilla for the moment and walked back over. "Well providing he doesn't get into any more biting matches with kong, he should be fine." Trapper removed his glasses to clean them and looked up, seeing you stood up now, tears brimming your eyes with the setting sun framing you. He tilted his head slightly confused, before your broken voice spoke. "Trapper?" His face quickly melt from one of confusion to one of captivation. Slowly he walked towards you, taking in your details as you did the same to him. Only one person in the world had that nickname for him. As the two of you came to be inches apart, you looked into his eyes. "I-i thought I'd never see you again trapper-" Before you could even finish your sentence, Trapper held your face between his hands and kissed you deeply.

You didn't hesitate to kiss back, as the both of you slowly sank to your knees, never breaking the kiss. Your hands found their way into his dirty blonde waves as tears spilled from both yours and his eyes. Eventually you pulled out of the kiss for a breath, smiling through the tears as Trapper pushed your hair out of your face. "I can't believe it's really you sweetheart, you look so different." You gave a small broken chuckle as you sniffled back tears. It was true, both of you looked practically unreconisable to each other. You had gone from a quiet nerdy girl that wore 2 buns, to keep her curly blonde hair out of the way, to a woman with tattoos, black and purple hair and glasses. Trapper however had gone from a short ,skinny boy with ratty brown hair, to a tall, muscular man with his sandy blonde waves. His personality hadn't changed of course, he had always been the loveable ,music-loving and laid back australian you'd always known.

Illene informed you both that she was taking Jia back up to the surface. You nodded ensuring Trapper could stay in your home in hollow earth for a while. You both watched as the air craft flew away, before slowly starting to make your way through the trees, to your penthouse type home. All whilst chatting to each other and catching up on your differing paths, after being seperated. Once you got home, You offered Trapper a coffee. He nodded sitting down and you made his coffee, remembering every little detal his had for coffee.

You sat down with him and set the drink down. "I just can't believe it's actually you." He smiled pulling you onto his lap and resting his forehead agaisnt yours. "Then it's a good thing I'm here to make you believe isn't it sweetheart." You held back tears and kissed him again. The kiss was full of passion, not in a sexy way, more in an extreme display of affection way. Trapper held your sides, gently squeezing them. You pulled back. "How about you sleep here tonight, I must say, the views from the bedroom are a sight to behold." He grinned at you and stood up, throwing you over his shoulder. You giggled as he headed to the open bedroom door and placed you down on the bed, before taking a seat behind you, shoes off of course.

Trapper wrapped his arms round you and rested his chin on your shoulder. "Y/n?" You hummed in reposnse, watching the sun settting over hollow earth through the glass doors at the other end of the bedroom. "Can I stay here with you permenantly?" You turned and looked at him. "Trapper being down here is a full time gig y'know? Not to mention sometimes dangerous, I couldn't forgive myself if something happend to you." He smiled holding your face. "And I couldnt forgive myself if we got seperated again sweetheart. Besides if you can be down here all by yourself, Im sure I'll be able to live down here with you." You gave him a sweet smile, before smacking his chest playfully. "You dork!" He chuckled holding you. "You mean, Your dork?" You giggled as the two of you layed down to cuddle, the sun setting fully over hollow earth for the day.

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So… I just watched Godzilla x Kong: New Empire and I just have two things to say {spoiler free}

-Kong and Zilla are so sibling coded

-Trapper.

…That’s all. Goodnight 🫡