#godzilla fanfic

[voxmortuus]

187. "Use my thigh" for Ford Brody please? 😘🙏🏻

✧*̥˚ PAIRING: *̥˚✧ Ford Brody x F!Reader ✧*̥˚ UNIVERSE: *̥˚✧ Godzilla ✧*̥˚ WORD COUNT: *̥˚✧ 212 I try to keep imagines under 500 words. ✧*̥˚ TRIGGER WARNINGS: *̥˚✧ Needy reader in public | Brody trying to find compromise | Reader grinding against his thigh in public | PLEASE TELL ME IF I FORGOT ANYTHING!!! I want to make sure readers are fully aware of what they are getting themselves into when they read this… ✧*̥˚ NOTES: *̥˚✧ Smut below the cut. Go here for more General Smut Prompts by @airaibunny also send me more prompts!!! It's been a hot minute since I've done an imagine! ✧*̥˚ IMAGE & DIVIDER CREDIT: *̥˚✧ @nyxvuxoa ✧*̥˚ My Master Masterlist | Aaron Taylor-Johnson Masterlist *̥˚✧

Imagine you're in an airport waiting for the next flight but the mood strikes you. You want release and you want it now. Going to the bathroom was out of the question.

"Hey..." you lean in and whisper.

"Hey, what's up Babygirl?" he asks you.

"I'm horny." You chuckle softly in his ear.

He slowly looks at you and arches his brow. "Is that so? Here? Now?" He chuckled.

You bite your lip and nod eagerly. Searching his face. "I want to feel all good and loose... but I need your help." you say softly with an almost pout.

He looks over you and tilts his head in a small thought. "Well, you can use my thigh if you want..." He smirks.

Nodding you giggle and move to sit on his leg and wrap the blanket around you and lean forward and begin to move your hips slightly and you whimper softly. "Thank you..." You whisper.

"Just remember Babygirl, you gotta stay quiet." He states softly.

Nodding you lean into his neck and move your hips at that perfect angle, your breathe against his neck ass you let off small whimpers trying not to give away what you're doing, thankfully no one was really paying attention... at least that you're aware of.

[dual-domination]

All the monsters we live to fight - Guardian + Pacific Rim + Godzilla AU on AO3. Summary under the cut

"What is Shen Wei's current location?" At the Marshal's question, Zhu Hong took a moment longer to look at him. "Does he even leave the basement lab?” "Inform him that I'm coming down. I want Wang Zheng here in the command room. Lin Jing, you will monitor the reactivation." Zhao Yunlan finished the last few words as the door to the room closed behind him. “Reactivation,” Lin Jing quickly moved to another chair, to execute the commands on the system that Zhao Yunlan had been looking at before leaving. "As if that thing was ever actually activated... Hong-jie, tell me the Marshal isn't about to do something suicidal..." Zhu Hong sighed heavily. She always knew that there would never be time for a proper goodbye and the words she had never said.

Now with Cover Art by @sagittariusdarkarrow - his gift to @the-marron and I for bringing more chaos to this place, as the eldritch horrors we are.

[dragon-stones]

Fandom: MonsterVerse (Legendary Pictures Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Godzilla/Mothra (MonsterVerse) Characters: Godzilla (MonsterVerse), Mothra (MonsterVerse), Rodan (MonsterVerse), Queen M.U.T.O. (MonsterVerse), Behemoth (MonsterVerse), Original Female Character(s), Original Non-Human Character(s) Additional Tags: Parent Godzilla (MonsterVerse), Parent Mothra (MonsterVerse), Post-Movie: Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire (2024), Titian Family, Nesting, Telepathic Bond, OCs play minor roles, OCs play major roles, Rating May Change, No Beta we die like Ghidorah, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Summary

It has been three weeks since the battle with Skar King and Shimo's release from the tyrant. Nature's balanced and all is well. Yet something strange has happened. Godzilla takes note as the other Kaijus have awaken and not by his own doing. Something has caused the others to stay awake, even though he had called for them to return to sleep.

It's not until all hear a voice calling for help, that Godzilla moves himself to investigate. Finding something unexpected, the King of the Monsters now finds himself in the sudden aspect of fatherhood.

Follow the King and his subjects as they traverse through this new exciting part of their lives.

[dappercritter]

"Even as a child running scared with my family as it demolished our neighbourhood, I always wondered, 'Why?' Why does Godzilla exist? Why is he so angry at us?' I don't know if I'll ever find all the answers to these questions in my lifetime, but I want to try! As long as I'm alive and the kaiju are part of our world, I want to know and I want to share. That is my dream." - Audio excerpt from Akira Nakajima's job interview with KAMI's biology lab transcripted.

@iamthekaijuking did this sweet redesign for ChaosGoji a few months back but due to the two of us being preoccupied with less than fun things at the time we never shared it.

Since it's Godzilla Day and I don't have any major updates to share yet, I thought I'd change that and give you all a new look at our very own Godzilla!

(redesign details below)

In short, King just rid of goji’s chest protrusion to make him more hydrodynamic and gave him chest plating. I approved since I felt CG's underside felt a little bare before but I wasn't sure if I was being nitpicky or not.

(and I'm very nitpicky)

Anyways REMEMBER TO LIKE AND FOLLOW KAIJUKING'S TUMBLR AND SUPPORT HIM ON HIS PATREON

[balanceoflightanddark]

Hello @balanceoflightanddark how are you doing?

I’ve got a few questions (and also comments!) about your story “The monsters we create”. (Which is really good so far btw) I hope that is okay?

Why does everyone in the Fire Nation have a warriness and fear of Azula and not just the citizens of the other (formerly warring) nations? Comparatively, Azula’s own actions on the war were less (outright) destructive than say Iroh or Zuko. She never burned down a village (Zuko) or subjected a megalopolis to a grueling 600 day siege (Iroh). When she took over a city, it was bloodless and via espionage. She’d didn’t do so out of charity mind you, Azula just saw other alternate means to win the war. Still, people are judged by actions.

I guess what I’m asking is, if Iroh and the White Lotus have been spreading propaganda (making use of Azula’s breakdown and her stay in the “asylum”) to further destroy her reputation and secure Zuko’s reign?

I’m wondering about the population levels of the Western Earth Kingdom in your story. Yu Dao specifically. I removed reading somewhere that most of the Fire National population had been kicked out of their conquered territories following the war’s conclusion (at least I think it was your story?). The lone exception being Yu Dao and it’s surrounding lands.

What are the population levels of Yue Dao. Does it have a majority Fire National population? Or just a polarity? Or are Earth Kingdomers (best Demonym I could come up with) the majority still. Has a hybrid Fire Nation/Earth kingdom culture spawned in Yu Dao?

Full disclosure but I’ve never read any of the comics. The only info I know them is either from wiki or excerpts online. Coincidentally, most of those experts were from your own post on the matter! As well as a few from others that discussed how Azula’s raw power levels have increased significantly. With instant lighting and all that. As well as other examples.

But from these excerpts, Zuko is a rather poor leader. And an even worse sibling. What with going to Ozai for advice and all. Also leaving his sister to sequester in an abusive “asylum”.

But I do have a question for your story from this. If Zuko is so determined to hold onto Yu Dao, it must have a not insignificant population of Fire Nationals in it. Is Zuko trying to intergrate the Colby into the Fire Nation directly? Like is he trying to establish a sort of Imperial Federation? Like some British politicians suggested in the 19th and 20th centuries. Or is Zuko just being stubborn?

Speaking of the citizens of Yu Dao. I like this new take on Kori Marishta. I’m digging the archery! I also like secret air bender Maina. I’m excited to learn more about her people and their connection to Moth. Hopefully the two prove to be less…treacherously inclined than Azula’s two previous friends. Though with Azula beginning to abandon the imperialist mindset of her father, that will hopefully be easier.

I also concur with Kyoshi in her little talk with Aang. Azula is a bit like Yun. Both prodigies, who at their full strength outclass pretty much everyone in their elements. They had both been betrayed by Guardians Jianzhu for Yun and Ozai/Ursa for Azula (I’d say that Iroh abandoned Azula as well, but that would imply he was ever actually their for her in the first place). As well as been betrayed by friends (though I’d argue that Yun betrayal by his friend was more his perception than truth, but Azula was in actuality betrayed by friends (and brother).

In regards to pairings in the story, I noticed you tagged it Katara/Aang. I also remember seeing you in a reblog post to a tag by @waterfire1848 that you also liked Azutara and Azulaang as ships as well. What do you think of the Azula/Katara/Aang ship? It it possible? I know it’s unlikely, but a shipper has to ship, no?

Either way I’m happy with any the story develops! Though part of me does wonder if all the characters will end up eaten by Godzilla.

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Those were the last of my questions about your story. But I also noticed several of your other post mention that you are fan of Mass Effect. I am as well, and I’ve had a little plot idea regarding the series and everyone’s favorite Firebender. And I’d like to run it by you.

Say when Azula is in the “asylum” there is some sort of dimensional disturbance that takes her out of the hellish place. This exposes her to element zero. Making Azula a biotic as well. This disturbance sends Azula to the planet of Mindoir. Where she is found and picked up by a local family. A family by the sir name “Shepard”. Over the next two or three years Azula becomes closer to this family. They help her deal with her past (her guilt and feelings of betrayal) and Azula comes to know what a true familial bond is like.

Everything is great, until Batarian slavers arrive in the Skillan Verge. Azula tried her hardest, even manages to defeat quite a few of the slavers. But it’s not enough and her new family is cruelly taken from her. Azula is only saved by a passing alliance patrol (colonist background)

She is recruited into the navy under admiral David Anderson. Who would quickly become a father figure to her. Azula’s own “uncle Iroh” in a sense.

Azula would likely also follow the Ruthless service history, and become the butcher of Torfan.

But how do you think the story of Mass Effect would play out with Azula Shepard? Would she save the council of leave it to die? Who would she romance (if anyone)? Would she choose either control, destroy, or integrate? Would she choose to save or destroy the collector base? Etcetera What do you think would happen?

Hey, thanks for asking.

The first question is that the perception of the Fire Nation towards Azula, at least from Zuko and Iroh's point of view, is very skewed. She's very non-traditionalist in terms of being a Princess that's accomplished so much and was made the heir apparent to the throne when usually it's the male royals who could lay claim to that. Not to mention in a society that's dominated by social darwinism (weakness being frowned upon) and her breakdown, she's not going to be very highly regarded among the elite since she's got some "flaw" that they're going to use. Plus given how much hold the role of Fire Lord has over the populace (we see how much presence Ozai has over commoners with building huge ass statues and plastering his face all over academies), the fear and hesitation that Fire Lord Zuko would have about Azula is going to be reflected in at least some portion of the populace that's conditioned to live under such a rule.

Doesn't mean she's universally disliked though. We're going to get more Fire Nation characters both from the military and the populace as the story goes along that not everyone really buys Zuko's word. The next arc in particular.

As for Yu Dao, I'd describe it as a fairly sizable population. It has been hinted at in the past for being one of the origin points for Republic City, and in the comics, its influence and economic value was enough to prompt Zuko to make a bid for them, particularly in the face of Kuei's aggression. Which we see in The Monsters We Create. So I could imagine the colonies (Yu Dao in particular) having a fairly sizable population using those indicators we have in canon.

The population I imagine would also be an even mix between Fire Nation and Earth Kingdom. I mean they've been there for 100 years, so it's likely there would've been plenty of intermarrying and offspring that comes with any clash of cultures like in real life. Plus, I think it would be a good way of showing how the Earth Kingdom would've fared under Fire Nation rule. Mainly with the Fire Nation on top and hoarding the wealth while the Earth Kingdom citizens get scraps.

In regards to Zuko, his main argument about hanging on to the colonies was keeping the economic value for the Fire Nation. I could see him deescalate and allow the colonies to secede, but mainly as client states in order to keep the ties with the Fire Nation strong. Mainly because...I don't think his arc was complete yet in the series. He's getting there, but I don't think he was fully redeemed yet. At this point, he is trying to do the right thing, but like Azula, he's going at this from a background of Fire Nation superiority. Even if he knows they did wrong, he doesn't quite know how to...well "be good". Hell, it's something he pointed out to himself with his "WHY AM I SO BAD AT BEING GOOD?!" Trust me, as much I don't like him, I'm not going to keep him in this state though. It's just a bit of a work in progress. He'll get better as the story goes along.

Anyways, thanks for my take on Kori. I do genuinely like her (Not just because she tried to kill Comics!Zuko) and want to do some stuff with her and Maina (I actually did base her off a character from the Godzilla anime trilogy where she's one of the twin priestesses of Mothra). I see them as a fresh start for Azula. As for Kyoshi, I wanted her to bring Yun up since...well she did have experience with people like Azula in the past and there's no way she wanted the same thing to happen twice.

I'm...also not aware of Azula/Katara/Aang. I mean, I have read fics where either Aang or Katara gets demonized for the ship to work, but I don't think that's fair for them. I just included Aang/Katara cause I figured it would be important to their character.

As for Godzilla...next chapter is not going to be pretty.

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Oh hell, people are recognizing I'm a fan of Mass Effect.

I could definitely see her being a human supremacist at first. I mean having her have history with the Batarians is a really bad first impression. Plus she already has a bit of a ruthless streak to her. But I don't think she'd be too...cold-hearted either. She's efficient in series and it's not really like her to go execute enemy combatants (she did take the Kyoshi Warriors and the survivors of the Black Sun Invasion prisoner after all). Plus I could see her trying to be cordial with the Council ("In our country, we say hello") until they start getting under her skin.

That being said, I'm not sure if she'd let the Council die or not. On the one hand, it would put humanity in a better position to rule the galaxy. On the other hand...by this point, she'd know that the Reapers ARE a thing so I'm not sure if she'd want to attract scrutiny to the Alliance by making a blatant power grab with those things lurking about. Maybe make the Council in debt to her and make them hold an "IOU" once the Reapers come around. Or she could believe that a human-led Citadel would be more effective at preparing for a Reaper Invasion. There's arguments for both sides and it would depend on how far along her character development is. Personally, I'd think she'd see the value in having strong alien allies since she did rely on the Dai Li in her takeover of Ba Sing Se so...maybe leaning towards sparing the Council? But that's me being charitable.

Romance: Miranda. There's no competition. At all. Both are conditioned supporters of human supremacy from childhood and being conditioned to strive towards perfection. Both are professional and keep their problems close. And both have issues with their families. If they don't see the similarities then I don't know what else to say.

Alternatively: Garrus. I mean, both have black-and-white morality worldviews and were raised in militant societies. Not to mention either one is willing to get dirty if the situation calls for it. I could see the two bond over that sort of thing.

I...might have to go into a more detailed post since this one has gone on long enough, but thanks for the ask!

[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.

[intolerable-sushi]

Fanfic idea for shin godzilla. What if they hadn't frozen godzilla in time? What if they were a hair too late? I want to write a horror story about what would have happened if the mini shin godzillas had been able to form. Not all of them, but enough to terrorize Tokyo. I'm not sure how good it'll be but I think it would be fun.

[terra-incognita-03]

Eye to Eye (The End of my take of Godzilla Vs Megaguirus)

(WARNING: The following stories contains graphic mentions of blood, missing body parts and a whole lotta angst. Oh and some of the characters in question are not mine. If any of those are particularly unappealing to you, PLEASE IGNORE THIS POST. Thank you and enjoy the read :) )

Serizawa stood at the building’s edge as he stood face to face with the very creature that had destroyed the heart of Japan itself.

“Hello, Gojira…”Serizawa calls Godzilla with steady and stoic tone in his voice as he stares up to the face of mankind’s greatest enemy.

Godzilla only stands mere feet from Serizawa; his massive mammalian head suspends just above the roof of the building. His devilish ears flicker and twitch, his black irises dart as he turns his head left to right before he stops. Godzilla turns his eyes down to meet Serizawa’s. His eyes simmer like smouldering ambers of a waking volcano, his pupils sharpen into slits and his sliver Stoney brow arches, his eyes shining with eternal fire. He tilts his head downwards and he leans down to inspect Serizawa, only a dozen meters in front of him as he points down his wolf-like snout towards Serizawa. Tensing with twisting curls with short huffs from his nose, a deep rumbling that vibrates within his throat which Serizawa feels resonating through his body.

Serizawa stands stock and sentinel even as Godzilla’s snout edges closer, now less than a dozen feet with the colossal creature edging closer and closer. Serizawa tilts his head up and locks eyes with the beast, who continues huffing and grumbling as he approaches the lone scientist. A creeping mass of darkness comes over Serizawa, as Godzilla lifts his head high eyes still locked onto Serizawa. The colossal beast bares its teeth, and a deep rumbling comes from the beast’s throat as steam escapes from his nostrils and mouth like a bubbling volcano waiting to erupt. He unhinges his jaw as a brilliant neon light starts glowing from within. His eyes flash up with raw atomic energy courses through his body, Godzilla breathes in as a maelstrom of atoms forms in the mouth of the beast. Serizawa stands and squints his eye as the neon blue oblivion on display that is beginning to manifest, his face scowling from the light. The light penetrating through Serizawa revealing his skeleton in a ghastly display to the others behind him.

“Serizawa-San!” Yumiko cries as she reaches out for the doctor, her fingers barely reach him before a pair of strong hands pulls her back by her arms.

“Leave him Yumiko! There is no time to waste!” Orders a stern Ryu as he heaves Yumiko up into the helicopter as the blades swish around and around faster and faster.

“I can’t Ryu! You know I can’t!” Yumiko’s eyes swell with tears as she kicks the air defiantly as she attempts to wiggle free of Ryu’s iron clasp of a grasp, but he holds her tight not letting her slip through his hands.

Serizawa does not turn to look back, not even as the helicopter’s blades begins to whip his grey hair into a frenzy. His singular eye still firmly locked towards the heavens above, where this God of Destruction looms over him. Godzilla rears his head up and unleashes a mighty bellowing roar that shakes the foundations of the building. He looks back down to Serizawa, fully charged and unhinges his jaw once again. Serizawa looks up and spreads his arms like a soaring angel, he stares deep into Godzilla’s neon eyes.

The King of the Monsters stops when his eyes again lock with Serizawa, his mouth closes and the nuclear energy fades as Godzilla looks into Serizawa’s eye of deep brown. Flinching but immovable. His draconian face relaxes, his lips conceal his sharp teeth. Godzilla squints his eyes and frowns as he moves his head slowly down onto the cement building. He rests his chin on top of the building as he pushes up towards Serizawa. He pushes his snout forward until he is but a foot away from Serizawa. Again, Serizawa stands even as wind whips through his ashen grey hair. His eye edges up and again the two lock eyes.

The helicopter begins to levitate above the floor as it rises higher and higher off the ground. Yumiko bangs her fist furiously against the glass as they ascend, her face a boiling red as tears roll down her pump cheeks.

“Put the helicopter down now Genchi!” Yells Yumiko as she continues to batter and hit the glass with all her might. Genchi tries his best not to look at her, yet his gaze slips as he attempts to ignore her pleas. His blank yet his eyes speak of remorse. He turns his head down as he pushes buttons, pulls levers, and punch the pedals as the helicopter ascends upwards. Ryu says nothing as he continues to sit in stoic silence, yet something in his eyes seem to glint.

“We need to go back for him!” Yumiko screams as she bangs the glass harder and harder, the glass becoming stained red with her blood. She raises her fist again and prepares to strike before it is grabbed from behind. She stops and turns her back, anguish in her face. Her eyes meeting Ryu as he firmly holds her bloody hand, his eyes stare into hers. She tries to pull away her hand, but Ryu holds fast not budging. She grunts and yells as she tries to yank her hand away. After a while she stops as she looks at Ryu as he motions towards her hand, she looks down and her hand has become bloody and bruised from her numerous hits. She looks back up to Ryu.

Yumiko’s eyebrow curves upwards as her eyes widen, still wet from the tears. Her chest heaving back and forth as she shakes her head gently.

Ryu says nothing but stares deeply into her eyes, they both share eye contact without looking away from one another. Both nod in silent agreement. Ryu loosens his grip into a softer one as he holds out her hand across his palm. He turns it around inspecting the damage. Yumiko grunts in pain when he turns it to the right. He looks up to her and she nods her head disfortably.

Ryu looks under the pilot’s seat and pulls out a green box with a bold white cross on its surface. He unlocks it and rummages through it as Yumiko holds her arm limply, her eyes looking back to the building they ascended from. Blood seeping from her hand.

Serizawa was now just at the tip of Godzilla’s snout, the two share a gaze and for a moment all is peaceful. Suddenly they could see each other, just who they were and not what they are. For the moment, man and God did not seem so distant. Serizawa lowers his arms onto his flanks as he approaches Godzilla to a slow and cautious step.

“We have both suffered gravely…” Serizawa says in a croaked voice as he continues to share his gaze with Godzilla. Godzilla continues to stare into Serizawa’s eye, his eyes relax as if he would fall into a deep slumber. He lets out a deep rumbling sigh, as steam escapes his nostrils. Serizawa winches as he tries to cover his face. The steam is scalding to the touch but Serizawa presses onwards, his skin burning crimson from the heat. Steam whips through his wiry frame and silver hair, in the blast of heat. It tugs away at his clothing and at his eye patch, he thinks to shield his face from the blast. But something deep within his body does not comply. He pushes on, his skin hot and crimson. His eye patch is blown off as the steam finally disappears. He lifts his head up to look back at Godzilla, an scarred empty socket is what he is greeted by. Godzilla looks with surprised sorrow, but he continues to share eye contact with the doctor. Serizawa nods his head in silent acknowledgement.

“Count down to 30 seconds! We gotta clear off before that happens!” Genchi reiterates as he checks the time on his watch. He peers behind his left shoulder and sees Yumiko, silent and teary eyed. She stares at her bandaged hand, before turning her gaze back to the city. Ryu is sat next to her, his upper body leaning forward and his hands clasped together into a ball to which his mouth is pressed against. Although he remains stoic, the look in his eyes told a different story. Genchi remains silent and proceeds to push the lever as the helicopter accelerates far into the sunset. He takes one final look at Tokyo, the city that he was born in, as well as the man who had saved it.

Sayonara Serizawa-San…

Tears begin to course down his cheeks. He breathes deeply and exhales audibly enough for the others to hear. He keeps his sight towards the horizon. Not looking back.

Serizawa looks up to the autumn orange sky, the clouds twist and swirl into a terrible vortex as the shot of the Dimension Tide comes hurtling towards the city. He looks back to Godzilla, who seems to content to stay. For the first time ever since he was but just a child, Serizawa cracks a weary smile. He outstretches his arm placing his hand on Godzilla’s snout. It feels warm, rough and craggy. Like the surface of volcanic rock. He takes a moment to feel and absorb the warmth through his hand. Even if it was absolutely scolding to the touch, he would not take it away. Serizawa shares one final look with the King of the Monsters.

“At last, my burden has be lifted…” Serizawa sighed as he gazed up to Godzilla. His eyes shimmering in the late afternoon setting of the sun. They close their eyes in perfect sync with one another. As the world becomes enveloped in brightness as the Dimension Tide reaches the ground of Tokyo.

From the distance they have made, Genchi, Ryu and Yumiko look back as Tokyo becomes entrapped inside a swirling black hole. For a spilt second, the ruined city stands and the next it vanishes like a mirage. Nothing is left of the city except for the ground a few destroyed buildings. Yumiko’s eyes well with tears as she lets out a cry of anguish, her face sinking into her hands. Her one hand still bandaged. She weeps and weeps, Ryu can only stand so much of it before he too cannot conceal his sadness. A single tear comes down his face as he tries to bury his sadness again. His body shakes uncontrollably, before he reaches out and grabs Yumiko and holds her into a tight embrace. For a moment Yumiko stops, taken aback at first. As she hears Ryu whimpering and crying into her shoulder. She wraps her arms around Ryu’s board shoulders and the two embrace willingly. Yumiko feeling Ryu trembling as he held tightly to Yumiko. She allowed Ryu’s face to be planted into her shoulder. His cries of anguish muffled in her shoulder. Yumiko stares out into the horizon. Although she thought she was seeing things, she could have sworn that she saw Serizawa’s visage somewhere in the sky. Smiling at her, with a look of contentment on his face. Her eyes still wet from tears stares at him, a weary smile coming across her face.

Promise me that you will be brave Yumiko. Not just for me, but for your fellow humans?

Yumiko nods wearily. She tries to retain her composure, even as tears begin to fill the corners of her eyes once again.

I promise.

Serizawa smiles again, he nods reassured. His face begins to fade away from view. Yumiko sits in silence, continuing to hold Ryu in her embrace. She gently rocks to and for, Ryu’s cries have subsided. Yumiko closes her eyes, the last of her tears finally leaving down her red cheeks. The two sit in complete silence as the two collapse into sleep. Genchi’s eyes are also wet, he sniffles before wiping his nose across his sleeve. He returns his sight to the horizon. And so they continue onwards to the end of today, and forward to another. A brave, bold new world.

[maddierussell04]

Do links work here for sharing fanfic?

Well anyway, finally got around updating a chapter....after a year. There is an extensive statement for that in the chapter.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13813634/13/4

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29284476/chapters/123700543

[qualxon]

A Little Surprise

I've had this little part of my au floating around as basically an abstract concept since the start, more or less. Now, finally, I've polished it up and included it properly!

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Life always holds a great many things to be appreciated, least of all being how the lush rainforests maintained their grandeur and warms even in the clutches of the winter months when lands to the far north and south nearly froze over every year. No, the consistency of the environment suited him just fine, and he took great pride in keeping it that way: his rounds were as regular as the forest's rainfall, starting today in the East, he travelled with the sun as far West as the forest would go. Sure, trees were felled in his wake, but there was only so much he could do to prevent that when he's - well - a Behemoth, large enough so that even Godzilla had to look upwards to meet his eye. But, still, those felled trees had purpose yet, to decay and feed their neighbours - new trees would always grow.

So, here he was, on his usual rounds of the rainforest, just coming up to the halfway point of his trek as the sun came to noon. Really, he could have made it to his destination in the West by now, but what was the point in rushing? Unless he were to heed some urgent call from either the lands he cared for or Godzilla himself, then he would take his time, as all things should do as far as he was concerned. Besides, if he maintained a steady pace as he was, it meant that he would have plenty of time to look around and make sure everything was as it should be - he knew this rainforest better than the tusks on his face, so anomalies were easy enough to spot.

That's how he knew that the little ditch under his paw was new.

He stopped and looked down at it, leaning forwards a little to see it better. Sure enough, it was a small ditch, just less than the width of his knuckles and deep enough to curve away from view underground. A tunnel, it seemed. A mound of dirt, shrubs and broken tree roots sat near the entrance to the tunnel, only recently disturbed by the looks of it.

That was odd, hadn't he passed through this area just two days ago? Had something really managed to slip past his notice? He doubted it, and instead reasoned that whatever had made this had done so afterwards.

In that moment he found himself distantly wishing that his sense of smell was even slightly more acute, at least then he might have had a chance of finding some semblance of an answer to what, exactly, had been digging. Alas, that could not be, so he turned his efforts towards working out what it wasn't: the hole was too big to belong to any of the rainforest's native fauna, of that he was certain, and near enough every kaiju that he knew of was simply too big in turn to have dug it out in the first place.

Behemoth kept looking, and quickly noticed a parting in the trees where the underbrush sat half-crumpled, torn and trampled. The disorder of the ground formed a narrow path that may have already seen frequent use, leading due North. He considered this for a moment, before straightening back up and following the little trail.

The sun had hardly had the chance to move any further West when Behemoth spotted a drop-off in the treeline where the great river parted the rainforest, and as he moved closer he could just make out the thin line that made up the opposite shoreline. He stopped with the path on the riverbank, watching as the river's dazzling grey surface sat as tranquil as could be while the water moved steadily on its journey. He looked left and right up and down the river, but he saw nothing out of the ordinary...no, wait! There, a short distance out, a dark shape moved in the water; it drifted against the current one moment and then with it the next, only to repeat the actions like it were a game.

Behemoth wasn't sure how long he stood there watching the shape, but eventually it came to a relative stop, just out of his reach. He didn't know what he expected, but the little head that breached the river's surface was most certainly not on his list. It had a narrow snout adorned with three small ridges over the top and covered in grey scales. Luminous orange-and-yellow eyes peered at him curiously with no hint of surprise, and the creature began to swim towards him. He hesitantly reached out to it, and it made now show of alarm as he dipped his long claws under the water and under the creature's slim body, gently lifting it and bringing it closer to his face so that he could see it better. The creature didn't wait for his paw to come to a halt in the air before it scrambled from where it say in the curve of his claw, up over his knuckles and onto the back of his forelimb; its own little claws were far too small to do anything more than tickle the skin under his fur as it balanced itself.

Now that he could see it better, he noted the single row of green-ish crest-like protrusions that ran along its back from the top of its neck to the end of its tail. Its scales weren't just grey, either, as he had previously guessed - the upper part of its body had dark scales, similar to the colour of the mud that formed the riverbanks, and the rest were a pale grey like the water itself, aside from the beige hue on its underbelly. The little creature chirped at him.

Behemoth scoured his mind for any definitive answer, but he kept coming up short - he had a few theories, though. Still, he wanted to be sure, and he knew just where to go to find out.

He held his forelimb so that the creature might climb onto his back or shoulder - having all four of his paws on the ground just made walking that little bit easier for him - and the creature did just that, perching lightly on his shoulder. He gave a satisfactory hum, turned, and began the trek South.

<•°•>

Behemoth's role upon this earth was invaluable. He was, essentially, responsible for keeping the planet breathing: without him, or someone else to fill his place, the vast forests of the world would, through one circumstance or another, slowly dwindle into barren wastelands, taking everything good in the air with them. The winds would become stale before they became altogether toxic, so it fell to him and his natural affinity of the subject to keep the forests alive and healthy. He would even argue that his role held just as much importance as Godzilla's; as the alpha, Godzilla protected the structure of the natural balance, but every structure needs its supports, and Behemoth's work was one such support. However, that wasn't his only task, no.

The kaiju reign's origins predated even the memory of the ground beneath Behemoth's paws - even the oldest amongst those alive today were not the first of their kind. Even so, there remained one who - if the stories were to be believed - was birthed from the very first fires of creation on earth itself, one who had lived more lives than could be counted, and would love and live a great many more. This reputation had very quickly marked her as the everlasting Queen of the kaiju, one who would advise and guide each new alpha as they came and went with a wisdom that could not be found even in the memories of the stars. At the end of each life, she became reborn, and each time she needed a place where she could return to her full being in peace and safety.

For this life, she chose Behemoth's lands to begin anew.

The responsibility of such a task at first weighed heavily on his mind, but it wasn't long before he had learned that she needed little more from him than some company with the occasional friendly conversation. Had he not known of her status, he would have called her a friend instead of a queen.

The sun was perhaps an hour from the horizon when he found the yawning entrance to her cave home, and he descended into the darkness carefully.

The cavern ceiling was high enough so that Behemoth didn't have to worry about catching his head on the slick rock, and the space was shallow enough to where he wouldn't need to spend long searching for her. In fact, he spotted her as soon as his eyes had adjusted to the low light, a larva curled up in a nest of silk. She looked up at him as he approached.

"Behemoth," Mothra greeted cheerfully. "You're earlier than usual - is everything alright?"

Behemoth nodded. "Everything's fine, I just have a question or two that I hope you can help me answer."

"Then ask, my friend."

He sat on the damp, moss-covered floor of the cave and raised a forelimb to retrieve the little creature (who had remained entirely at ease and quiet on his shoulder aside from the occasion chirp for the whole journey). He held it out in his upturned paw, where it tucked its thin limbs underneath itself and looked between to two large kaiju. Mothra hardly needed to glance at it before she spoke.

"A gojira infant?" she asked.

"Apparently so."

"Where did you find her?"

Well, that was two of his questions answered.

"Well," he started, "I found a small hole, like a tunnel entrance, and a fresh trail that lead to the river, and that's where I found her."

Mothra leaned in a little closer to the gojira, inspecting her. "She seems a little undernourished, but otherwise fine - go on, you can put her down. I take it there were no adults?"

"No, nothing."

"And...how has she behaved around you?"

"There's not much to say, she hasn't seemed cautious at all - downright friendly, I'd say." Behemoth watched the little gojira as she waddled on slightly wobbly legs to his front paw, snuffling around until she found an angle where she could start gnawing on his claw.

He heard a light chuckle from Mothra.

"Ah, then it seems she's imprinted on you."

His head snapped back up to face Mothra. "Imprinted?" he echoed.

"Gojira are a social species," she said. Then she paused and added: "mostly. Many of them prefer the company of a pack or colony, if there's enough of them, meaning their young aren't fit to make do on their own; not this young, certainly. They need some kind of guardian to look after them, and they usually find it in anything that isn't a direct threat."

"So, you're saying..."

"This little one has picked you to be her new family. You needn't worry too much, most things she'll learn by herself in time, but she will need you to provide for her until then."

Behemoth shook his head. "How do I know she's not just lost?"

"You said there was a tunnel - her kind in particular don't make tunnels unless they plan to stay."

He looked back down at the little gojira infant, where she now lay, idly scraping her miniscule teeth against his claw. He didn't have many memories of family, truth be told, and the few he that he did have were murky at best. He nodded

Then she can stay.

<•°•>

The moon was high and bright in the starlit sky by the time he bid Mothra goodbye and left the cave; he started heading back North, intending to cover some more ground before he continued the trek of his rounds in the morning. On his shoulder, the gojira shifted, yawned and fidgeted in his fur. Instead, perhaps it would be best if he just found somewhere to rest for the night.

He wandered through the trees that reached no further than his chest until he came across the face a sheer mountain. A thin waterfall tricked down the middle of it and fed a stream at the bottom. This would be as good a place as any, he thought as he settled down in the foliage.

The gojira infant climbed down his forelimb and onto the ground, sniffing and pacing until she pushed herself against the crook of his elbow and curled up with her limbs tucked underneath herself, fast asleep before she even closed her eyes. He realised then that, if he were to become her caretaker, she would need a name.

Life always holds a great many things to be appreciated, Behemoth mused, and watching the stars as he settled on a name was a new one for him. He would call her Nanta.

[kaijud00dles]

new mothra design yaaaaay

I'm so tired after working on this

[dual-domination]

The grey dust around them was almost like a dark curtain, separating them from the rest of the world. How fitting. The rest of the world didn't matter after all, not when it came to this.

To them.

It was always about them.

"Do we have to do this?"

No answer. Of course, there wouldn't be. If communication between them was possible, then their tragic fate would not repeat in a vicious cycle.

They would always arrive at this point, that was their nature.

Over and over again, the neverending violence followed by repair, some semblance of peace, almost hope that this time had been the last... and then, one day, it will all start again.

"Please, don't."

Fruitless pleas. As long as he refused to abandon this path, they would always end up here. Hurting each other once more.

Exhausting, all these damages. Getting back up. Starting again.

But they had to. One more time.

Godzilla roared.

The Tokyo Tower cracked and fell, broken once again, the shards of glass falling down with it, like the rain of glittering tears.

How tragic, to be always in the way.

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There, Godzilla/Tokyo Tower, Angst with an Open Ending 😂

(it's a joke, I just saw your tags *again* calling me out for no Godzillas, so here you go 👉👉)

I couldn't give just a few words abt how HAPPY the Godzilla AU with actual Godzilla in it + perfect ship made me sjkjskkjsjs. So here, have a lot of words AND THANK YOU, I LAUGHED SO MUCH

[dragon-stones]

Fandom: MonsterVerse (Legendary Pictures Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Godzilla/Mothra (MonsterVerse) Characters: Godzilla (MonsterVerse), Mothra (MonsterVerse), Rodan (MonsterVerse), Queen M.U.T.O. (MonsterVerse), Behemoth (MonsterVerse), Original Female Character(s), Original Non-Human Character(s), Jia (MonsterVerse), Trapper (MonsterVerse), Mark Russell (MonsterVerse), Ford Brody, Ilene Andrews Additional Tags: Parent Godzilla (MonsterVerse), Parent Mothra (MonsterVerse), Post-Movie: Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire (2024), Titian Family, Nesting, Telepathic Bond, OCs play minor roles, OCs play major roles, Rating May Change, No Beta we die like Ghidorah, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Protective Godzilla (MonsterVerse), Monarch Organization (MonsterVerse), Baby Kaiju, many characters will appear and I may not be able to tag them all

Summary

It has been three weeks since the battle with Skar King and Shimo's release from the tyrant. Nature's balanced and all is well. Yet something strange has happened. Godzilla takes note as the other Kaijus have awaken and not by his own doing. Something has caused the others to stay awake, even though he had called for them to return to sleep.

It's not until all hear a voice calling for help, that Godzilla moves himself to investigate. Finding something unexpected, the King of the Monsters now finds himself in the sudden aspect of fatherhood.

Follow the King and his subjects as they traverse through this new exciting part of their lives.

[the-godzilla-x-mikasa-blog]

Memories (Part 2)

The two cubs were running for their lives as the leader of the skull-crawler trio, Chairos, tried to catch up with them by snapping hard at the air. The two little ones thought they had gained the upper hand, but then in front of them a crater burst, causing the two to stop dead. From the expelled steam, three skullcrawlers appeared, scaring the two reptilians.

Skullcracker: Boo!

They yelled, to later laugh at the scared faces of the little ones, who wasted no time and began to back away, thus saving themselves from being bitten by the skullcrawlers. Chairos chased them down a path, trying to nip at them a couple of times, though the pups managed to escape the skullcrawler's fangs. Godzilla and Kunin climbed up the skull of a Hakaisha, this time chased by Dernatos, until when they climbed on top, there was a ravine with a slide made of the monster's vertebrae, so it was either jump down it, or be eaten by the skullcrawlers

Without much thought, the puppies jumped. They slid down the ravine along the vertebrae until they reached the end of the spine, which was curved upwards. With the great speed that the cubs brought, the climb threw them into the air, until they fell on a hill full of shattered bones.

They did not question it and desperately climbed the hill of ribs, while the skullcrawlers ran towards them. When Godzilla reached the top of the hill, he heard his brother's voice in a low voice.

Kunin: "Brother!"

Kunin screamed desperately trying to hold on to the bones, but it was impossible, he was slipping and falling straight towards where the skullcrackers came from. The young prince ran back to save his brother, not caring that he was putting his life in danger.

Chairos was coming at full speed, climbing between the bones, ready to catch poor little Kunin, who was unable to stabilize himself. When the skullcrawler was going to pull the reptilian with its tongue, Godzilla arrived just in time to save it, clawing it with all his might on the cheek.

Kunin finally managed to recover and climbed with Godzilla to the top of the hill. Chairos glared at the prince, who was running with his brother. In the end, both cubs made it to a cave, where they entered in the hope of outrunning their pursuers. Inside there was a huge skeleton of Burtannus Rex, through which they climbed to get out through a light entrance, but they only managed to fall between the bones, being cornered. Soon the skullcrawlers arrived, grinning mischievously as they saw the reptilians trapped with nowhere to go.

Dernatos: Come here, little friend.

Dernatos sneered. Godzilla, in an attempt to scare off the skullcrawlers, attempted to pull the atomic breath out of him, though all he got was a radiation ring. Seeing this, Chairos couldn't help but sneer at the little boy.

Chiros: Oops! That's all? LOL! Again… Let's go!

Godzilla being innocent, played along with the skullcrawler and tried something new; he roared, but instead of a squeal, a full-grown Apex Predator roar was heard, startling and shocking the trio of Skullcrawlers. Out of nowhere, all three received a blow that sent them flying. There was chaos for the trio, they did not understand what was happening, until they saw what it was about. It was Lilin!

Dernatos tried to attack the king to save his companions, but only received a hit, as did Chairos, who had done the same. The poor Slurp, totally scared did not know what to do, he just moved from one side to another trying to escape from the Alpha Predator.

R.W arrived landing next to the cubs, who watched in fright as the king fought against the reptilian beings.

Finally the king cornered the trio, who fearing for his life huddled in surrender, while the king wrapped his paws around them to prevent them from escaping. The three of them muttered scared things so they wouldn't hurt them anymore, but the king didn't have time for stupid things, so he roared annoyed.

Lilin: "SILENCE!"

Dernatos: "Eh hee hee… but if no one is saying anything…"

Chairos: "Calm down…"

Said Chiros trying to calm down Dernatos who was desperate, then he turned to the king

Chairos: "…W-we're so sorry…"

Lilin: "He's my son! Don't come near him again!"

Chairos: "Oh! Heh heh heh… Is he your son?"

Chairos tried to play innocent, then turned to Dernatos again.

Chairos: "Did you know that?"

Dernatos: "No! I don't… How do you think? No… And you?"

Chairos: "No, of course not…"

He answered, then they both looked at Slurp hoping to save his skins and said in unison:

Dernatos and Chairos: "Slurp!?"

Unfortunately for both of them, since Slurp was innocent and a bit silly, he didn't play along and just nodded smiling with his tongue sticking out. Seeing him, Chairos and Dernatos were horrified, and the king was enraged, roaring loudly.

Dernatos: "Ah ha ha… Bye…!"

Dernatos said gesturing, and then the three Skullcrawlers ran off in terror. Rainbow Wing flew up and stood next to Lilin, smiling proudly at the attitude he had towards the Skullcrawlers, but the king glared at the bird, finding nothing funny about what had happened. R.W, seeing the look, got a little scared and preferred not to say anything, then Godzilla and Kunin approached seeing that there was no longer any danger.

Godzilla: "Dad, I…"

Godzilla started to excuse himself but was interrupted by his father who was furious.

Lilin: "You deliberately disobeyed me!"

Godzilla: "Uh….forgive me, dad…"

Lilin: "Let's go home!"

The king spoke severely, ignoring his son's excuses. He was very disappointed in what he had done, he didn't feel like fighting so he started walking back to the Pride Lands. R.W followed him, glancing at Godzilla who was walking totally downcast.

Kunin: "I think you were very brave…"

Kunin whispered trying to cheer up his beloved brother. They were all leaving the horrible place they were in, but what they didn't know was that they were being watched. There at the top of the cave, out of everyone's sight, Leucophalus was standing, seriously looking at what had just happened. He was not happy at all, because his plan to kill the son of his enemy had failed.

Godzilla looked up and could see the shadow of him. Leucophalus, about to be discovered, went into hiding.

[balanceoflightanddark]

Aang communes with his past lives to discover what he must do to save them all, only to find out his advice might go unheeded. Meanwhile, Azula confronts a bitter truth within the temple of Yu Dao which could spell doom for them all.

[dappercritter]

Zero Context Godzilla Chaos Theory Update:

I know it's a slow road to your pal Critter's dream fanfic, but until the day we reach that destination together, it is with great pleasure that me and @iamthekaijuking announce the newest addition to our Godzilla-oriented kaijuverse!