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ckret2 · 7 months ago

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Why do you ship billford? i want to hear all ur handcanons and reasons hehehe

ALL of them? My friend I do not think you comprehend the magnitude of the task you have requested. I can tell you some of them.

Here's a post I already wrote listing why I like them, and here's a post about what Ford thinks about Bill, and I just made a post about what Bill thinks about Ford because I've had it typed up on discord for ages and decided it needs its own post.

So, some headcanons:

⭐️ While most people who ship it headcanon that they had a romantic relationship of some kind pre-betrayal, my default headcanon is that they DIDN'T have a relationship—mainly because I enjoy making Bill, specifically, miserable, and I like headcanoning that Ford violently lost interest in Bill at the EXACT moment Bill developed a sincere interest in Ford.

Meaning that Bill "LOOKS LIKE MR. BRAINIAC FINALLY GOT SMART" Cipher destroyed his own chances five seconds before going "no no wait I actually want to keep this one," and that's SO funny. I made a graph!

⭐️ From Lost Legends we know that Ford used to date a siren. In the original Greek mythology, sirens didn't woo sailors by singing prettily; sirens offered knowledge about distant and future events. Sailors wrecked their ship upon the sirens' shores and starved to death at their feet just to listen to them sing about the secrets of the universe.

What I'm saying is: Ford has a type.

⭐️ This is a mutual monsterfucker 4 monsterfucker relationship. They look at each other and go "wow you're such a weird-looking alien" and they're attracted to each other BECAUSE of that, not in spite of that. I don't want any of this "oh how could I be drawn to something so strange..." shame out of Ford, as far as I'm concerned his first crush was Mothra, a floating triangle is nothing.

⭐️ Consequently, this means that if you take an AU where Bill gets stuffed in a human body, rather than making things easier, it ironically means that any PHYSICAL attraction Ford had for Bill instantly evaporates. A humanized Bill could be the sexiest damn thing in the room and everyone else in the vicinity is going 🥵💦 but Ford's going 😐. If they hook up with Bill in a human body it's in spite of Bill's current appearance and it's because Ford knows that, underneath the body, Bill's still Bill. You could hand Ford a perfect Tumblr Sexyman supermodel and he'll be fantasizing about a three-tiered pyramid with more teeth than a shark.

⭐️ Bill WILL play Dungeons Dungeons & More Dungeons with Ford, voluntarily, for fun. However he always wants to DM and he's brutal.

⭐️ I think that the majority of the Henchmaniacs used to be like Ford: young, naive, USEFUL aliens that Bill was trying to manipulate into getting access to their universes, probably by trying to get THEM to build portals. None succeeded, but they got far enough along that either they chose to join Bill, they were forced to flee their dimension and join Bill—or, due to Bill, their home no longer existed, so they might as well join him. I think that every one of them was once his ✨favorite✨ person. I think he sealed the deal in winning their friendship & loyalty with a calculated, scripted display of vulnerability—the exact same one he tried to use on Ford: I liberated my constricting, flat world; I want to liberate yours...

He may have dated some of them, too, especially right after they joined. Because he wouldn't have recruited them unless he thought they were JUST ♥ LIKE ♥ HIM. They're special, they're important...

... and after a few years, Bill realizes they're not that much like him after all and loses interest, and they sink down into the rank-and-file with the rest of the Henchmaniacs. The Henchmaniacs are FULL of people who were once Bill's Favorite—his best friends, his confidants, his lovers—and most of them are desperate to catch his eye and be that important to him again. They gave everything they had to Bill only for Bill to get bored.

So when he shows off the human who enabled Weirdmageddon and invites him to join the gang, they know EXACTLY what they're looking at: Bill's newest favorite. They know how this goes, he'll be gaga over this earthling for the next 5 to 500 years and then Ford will be just another regular Henchmaniac. The fact that Ford doesn't seem eager to join is no problem. Ford isn't the only soon-to-be Henchmaniac whose world Bill ended; some of them had to be talked around into joining, too.

⭐️ I think that, if you took Bill with his canon personality, didn't give him any character development, and then made him GENUINELY fall in love with Ford, and had him SINCERELY try his hardest to be a good, loving, healthy partner... he would still be toxic as hell for Ford.

Part of what draws Bill to Ford is that he sees SO much of himself in Ford—some accurate, some just projection. (You who crave power and fame and fortune like I do; you who also hunger to be all-knowing; you who would also sacrifice your world and your family and everyone you know and love to get what you want; you with an ego the size of the moon, oh, you deserve an ego the size of a star.) And so he assumes that what Ford really wants is what BILL would want in Ford's shoes.

And if Bill was Ford, what he'd want is to REALLY be the man who changed the world. Bill thinks he's fulfilling all Ford's wildest dreams if he gives that to him. Naming Ford the orchestrator of Weirdmageddon is the most generous gift Bill could ever offer.

Even if Bill is Really Really Trying and accepts that okay Ford doesn't want his world invaded: his idea of showing Ford love will be pulling the strings to get Ford fame & fortune. Teach him secrets of the universe that he can publish in a dozen groundbreaking scientific papers, arrange meetings with politicians and celebrities, get him a Nobel, get him an Oscar-winning bio pic, get him a billion dollars, get him EVERYTHING Ford's ever imagined as a marker of success and then double it.

When Bill's manipulating Ford, he offers praise and approval in little drops periodically leaking from the faucet, to keep Ford thirsty for more. When Bill's LOVING Ford, he just breaks the fire hydrant and lets it flood the street.

But the thing is, that's not good for Ford. That'll never make him truly happy. Ford's only ever learned how to measure his success by external markers, but the more external markers he collects the more he'll feel like he hasn't Made It yet. It's even possible that knowing Bill's helped him get this far will make him feel like he hasn't really EARNED it. He could have the whole world handed to him and he'll feel just as dissatisfied as he was on the day he first summoned Bill.

And Bill, even if he's trying his HARDEST to do this right, wouldn't be able to understand why this isn't working. A trillion years old and the only way he knows how to show love (or to receive love) is by showering someone in praise and gifts and favors. If that doesn't work, he doesn't know what's left.

#anonymous #ask #billford #meta #headcanons

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eleonoraalbright · 6 months ago

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Baking Partners

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x fem!reader

Summary: You and Peter bake a cake for Jean's birthday!

You reached out to pull an empty pudding cup laying on the carpet. You tossed it into the trash and made a final check to confirm that it was the last object under your bed. There was a lone pink Snoball tucked away in the corner. Ah ha, that was where you had hidden the tasty treat!

You placed it in the ‘keep pile’ along with a dozen pencils, a ruler, bobby pins, and a startling number of firecrackers leftover from Independence Day. The small cake would make an excellent post dinner dessert. The quicker you ate it; the less chance Peter would find and eat it himself.

“Hey, babe, can you wrap this for me?” You jumped at the voice and saw the man himself sitting on your bed holding up a stack of VHS tapes. He saw the Snoball and before you could even express your displeasure, he ate it in one bite. “Hmm, I haven’t had one of those in a while. I should get more sometime.”

“Peter!” You swatted his knee with a rolled-up magazine.

“What did I do?” He moved out of range to avoid being hit again.

You said through gritted teeth, “I was going to eat that later.” You should’ve known better than to save it. Hostess snacks were never hidden from your boyfriend for long.

He offered to steal another one from a nearby convenience store, but you turned him down. You’d retaliate next time he was out and take a whole box of cupcakes from his room. “What do you want? I’m in the middle of cleaning.”

“I need help wrapping these gifts.” He patted the tapes. “I tried nine times but they come out really sloppy and I keep ripping the paper.”

You shrugged. “Sure. Go get the wrapping paper, tape, and scissors. Oh, and ribbon too.” Peter retrieved them in a trice. He watched in fascination as you meticulously wrapped the presents and curled the ribbon. “Who are these for?”

“Jean, for her birthday tomorrow,” he replied. “She told me once that she hasn’t seen any of the Godzilla movies, so I got her Godzilla: King of Monsters, Godzilla Raids Again, King Kong vs. Godzilla, and Godzilla vs. Mothra! Mothra was kinda hard to find. I had to go to three different–.”

It took a bit for his words to register. You interrupted in a panicked shriek, “Jean’s birthday’s tomorrow!” You leapt off the floor and dashed to Scott’s room, hoping his girlfriend was not with him. Perhaps Peter was wrong.

His perception of time was skewed and often he mixed up dates. The prior year, he had thought Thanksgiving fell on a Tuesday. You knocked on Scott’s door. He opened it, a toothbrush was hanging from his mouth.

“Is Jean’s birthday tomorrow?”

“Uh, yesh,” he responded through a mouthful of toothpaste.

“Dammit! I thought it was next week!” Scott went to his bathroom to finish brushing, and you slumped against the wall. What could you get your friend at such short notice?

You could run down to the mall to buy an outfit for her, or give some cold, hard cash. That was unimaginative though. You could resort to free coupons for chores and favors. That seemed cheap and lazy. “What am I gonna get her?”

Scott came back, saying, “Didn’t I tell you? She wants you to bake her a cake.”

You whipped your head around. “No! You failed to mention that!”

“Sorry, that’s what Jean told me. She’s always going on about that strawberry cake you made for Hank’s birthday. She wants you to make another one like that.”

“Okay. I can do that.” The wave of anxiety passed, replaced with nervousness that came whenever you baked for a special occasion. “I’ll bake it today and frost it tomorrow morning.”

“Will you need a taste tester to make sure it’s up to scratch?” Peter asked, appearing by Scott.

“No, remember how many strudels you ate when you said you were only having a nibble.” You went to your bedroom to put on your shoes. “But you can accompany me to the store if you want.”

“First of all, it was only sixteen strudels. I was retraining myself. Second, just give me a list and I’ll get everything for you. The sooner you make that cake the better.” He licked his lips in anticipation.

You grabbed your wallet and stuffed it into your pocket. “Last time I sent you on an errand on your own, you came back with ninety-six chocolate muffins and twelve liters of Dr Pepper, not to mention that random beta fish.”

“He looked so lonely in that little cup! What did you expect me to do? Besides, why have carrots and bread when there’s bakery fresh chocolate muffins!”

“You’re proving my point. Now do I have to drive to the store or are you gonna take me over there?” In response to the question, he sped you to the local Walmart. “Eh, thanks.” You wandered among the produce section, pushing a shopping cart Peter provided.

“Let’s see, we need strawberries of course.” You picked up a container of them. “Do these look fresh?” You looked to your right to see he was no longer there. Great, how were you going to return home?

That would be a problem for later, now your attention was needed at the task at hand. You needed strawberries, sour cream, and granulated sugar for the actual cake.

For the frosting, you needed unsalted butter, cream cheese, and vanilla extract. The rest of the ingredients were at the mansion. You maneuvered through the aisles, searching for the sugar, then spotted the cookies and chips in the buggy. “Peter!”

He zoomed next to you. “They’re part of a healthy diet!”

“Put them back!” You shouted, “And no stealing! You know what Xavier said!” An elderly woman glared at you. Offering her a strained smile, you moved on to the dairy section. The sour cream, unsalted butter, and cream cheese were taken from the shelves and set inside the cart. Peter reappeared, carrying three boxes of Lego sets. He gave you puppy dog eyes.

“C’mon, look how cool they are. This one’s called the Space Supply Station, this one's called Beta-1 Command Base, and this is a King Castle set!” As he named each one, he built them in milliseconds. He grinned, proud of completing them so fast. He ran off and came back in a blink of an eye.

“They’re on your dresser, aren’t they?”

“Yep!”

You sighed, admitting defeat when it came to Peter giving up his kleptomania. He took your hand and made an effort to stay by your side for the remainder of the trip. All that was left was the vanilla extract. You got the small bottle and walked to the check out. A line was at every cashier. Peter coaxed, “We could skip this, ya know.”

You shook your head and booped his nose. He tapped his foot repeatedly, creating an impression on the tile. He put the items on the conveyor belt while you handed your credit card to the employee. Unbeknownst to you, Peter left for the transaction.

“Ready?” You asked, collecting the bags.

You heard the cashier gasp, “Oh my gosh!” She pointed behind you. You glanced over your shoulder and were flabbergasted at a ten-foot-tall statue of the Eiffel Tower composed of toilet paper.

You exclaimed, “Peter!”

He zipped behind you, holding your neck and waist. “Okay, we should probably go now.” In a blur of colors, you arrived at the mansion.

You stared at him, dumbfounded at his lunacy. “I can’t take you anywhere, can I?”

He kissed the top of your head. “Technically, I took you there, and you behaved well enough for the both of us.” He used his powers to get the other ingredients for the cake and put on matching aprons embroidered with Kiss the Cook all in mere moments. “What’s the first step, boss?”

“Well, we have to puree the strawberries.” You rinsed and hulled the strawberries before pureeing them in a blender. The fruit had to simmer on the stove for twenty minutes and would have to cool for longer, which caused Peter to complain.

“Don’t worry, while that’s heating, we can still make the cake. I need you to get two round cake pans, line them with parchment paper, and grease them.” You turned your back to preheat the oven.

“Like this?” Peter held out the two pans with the greased parchment paper.

“Yeah, good job.” He smiled at your compliment. You always forgot how handy it was to have Peter in the kitchen, that was if he paid attention to what he was doing and not get distracted. The flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt were all whisked together. An electric mixer was not needed as Peter wanted to stir and could do it quite fast.

You did remind him not to do it at full power lest the contents of the bowl went flying. Next, he mixed the butter and sugar until they were smooth. The egg whites, sour cream, vanilla extract, and sugar were added. You said, “Go slower.” He gave a ‘have you lost your mind look’, and you explained, “I’ll pour the milk but you have to go slower because we don’t want to over mix it.”

“Gotcha, we don’t want to mix the stuff we’re mixing together,” he quipped.

Ignoring him, you let out a long sigh. “Get the puree.” You took over the whisking from here to ensure it was the proper consistency, and scraped the batter into the pans with a spatula. The timer was set for twenty-five minutes.

You and Peter tidied up the kitchen in the meantime and ate some pizza afterwards. The timer beeped, signaling the cake was done. You pulled the pans out of the oven and inserted a toothpick in them which came out clean.

“Hmm, that smells good.” He came closer, the hunger plain in his eyes.

“Don't get any funny ideas.” You shook your index finger at him.

“Aw, c’mon. It’s not for my sake.” You raised an eyebrow in skepticism. “It’s for Jean, we don’t want to give her a bad tasting cake.”

“Don’t insult my cake, Peter! If any part of you thought it was bad then you wouldn’t volunteer. I’ll let you have the excess I cut off when I frost it tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?”

“Yeah, for now let’s play Ms Pac-Man. We deserve to.” You dragged him to his bedroom to enjoy what was left of the evening in sweet solitude.

It was four o’clock in the morning. Scared of being caught, you made your way to the kitchen without the use of a flashlight. You paid the price of stubbed toes, bumping into unexpected corners until you reached it.

You fumbled to find the light switch and at last flicked it in the on position. You gasped at what you found. Peter was sitting on the counter with a grim expression holding a bag of confectioners’ sugar.

“What are you doing up this early?” You crossed your arms in front of your chest, sensing the tension in the air.

“I never went to sleep.” He tossed the bag which you caught. “I knew you were lying to me! I’ll make it tomorrow,” he repeated in a bad imitation of your voice. “You wanted to make it without me! Ugh, you sit on a throne of lies!”

Well now he was being dramatic. As you explained your defense, you brought out the freeze-dried strawberries, cream cheese, milk, and vanilla. “I wasn’t lying, for yesterday, today would be tomorrow. I never specified exactly when I’d make it though.”

Peter wasn’t listening. “You have a royal court that lies too! And a jester that lies while he’s dancing, and for food you drink peacock soup that whispers lies in your ear for you to say! All in a great, big lying kingdom!”

You can’t help the grin spreading across your face. “Peacock soup?”

“You know what I mean!”

“No, actually I don’t.” You walked over to Peter who was sulking at the table after his outburst. You rubbed his shoulders and said in a soothing voice, “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, but I do have a reason not to tell you. Remember that red velvet cake Jubilee and I made? And what she did when you ate all the frosting?” Your grip on his shoulders tightened.

Peter winced at the memory. Dodging Jubilee’s constant firework attacks was an exercise he was not eager to go through again. “I just... Ijustreallylikebakingwithyouandit’soneofmyfavoritethingstodowithyouandIwantedtohelpwiththefrosting.”

You sat next to him. “Excuse me?”

Peter took a deep breath. “I like baking with you, it’s fun.” Your heart melted at the adoring look he gave you.

You extended your hand and helped him up. “Fine, we’ll make it together but–” You jabbed him in the chest to emphasize your point. “–if you eat so much as a teaspoon of it, you’re banned from baking. Capeesh?”

“Capeesh! So, whadda we do?” He shouted. You shushed him to lower his voice to avoid waking the sleeping inhabitants of the school. It would be futile, however, because noise was inevitable as the food processor was necessary for the task.

The freeze-dried strawberries were blended into powdery crumbs. The cream cheese and butter were beaten, confectioners’ sugar, strawberry crumbs, milk and vanilla were added. The result was a beautiful pink-colored frosting.

You retrieved a knife and sliced the tops of the cakes to even them out. A dollop of frosting was spread on the bottom cake and you placed the second cake on the first one.

You covered them in strawberry frosting and decorated and piped rosettes along the edge for decorations. Finished, you stood back to admire your handiwork. It was the best cake you had made yet.

“Looks delicious.” Peter wrapped an arm around you and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“It does, doesn’t it?” You agreed, leaning against him. The sun was rising in the East, and you swayed a little on your feet from the tiredness overcoming your body. You reached a spoon into the bowl, swiping what was left of the frosting and held it out to Peter. “Here, you earned it.”

His eyes lit up as he licked it off. “Mmm, I can’t wait till Jean cuts it.”

“You can and will. It's her birthday, remember?”

“Yeah, yeah, but for my birthday I want ten of these.”

You blanched at the prospect of having to bake that number of cakes, nevertheless you replied, “I’ll see what I can do.”

Much to Peter’s annoyance, the cake cutting happened in the late evening. Streamers and balloons hung from the ceiling of the parlor room and presents adorned the table with the birthday cake as the crowning jewel in the center of the table. Jean at the head with her friends surrounding her.

Eyeing her numerous wrapped boxes and stuffed bags, she asked, “Should I open them up first or cut th–”

“The cake! Do the cake first!” Peter appeared by her side with a knife in hand. “C’mon ya know ya want to.”

Scott interjected to tell Peter to shut up and let Jean make the decision. To prevent an argument from arising between the two men, she did both at the same time.

She unwrapped Kurt's gift while telekinetically cutting the cake with perfect precision. Without wasting another second, Peter brought two plates of cakes to the sofa. He gave one to you and ate his own piece as if he hadn’t eaten in a month.

Soon he was on his third slice. “It’s so good!” The others chimed their agreement.

From across the room, Ororo asked, “You made this from scratch?”

Peter answered before you could open your mouth. “I basically did everything. She did a little towards the end but it was mostly all me.”

You jabbed him in the stomach with your elbow. “It was a collaborative effort.”

You smiled at the deserved praise, but frowned when Peter was on his fifth slice. If he kept up this rate, he would finish the cake before the party ended. Scott noticed this as well. “Hey, Maximoff, slow down. The rest of us would like to have more too.”

You agreed, “He’s right, Peter.”

“I can’t help myself,” he whined.

This problem had to be resolved. You helped a confused Peter up who questioned where you two were going. “You love my baking right.” He nodded his head in assent. “But Twinkies are still better?” This was a sensitive topic to bring up.

No matter how fantastic your creation was, it still took second place to Peter’s love of Twinkies. You had made it your life’s mission to accomplish the impossible and make him admit your desserts were superior. “Well, buster, I have a new quadruple chocolate cake that’ll make you see differently.”

Peter’s eyes widened in excitement. “Quadruple!”

“That’s right, wanna try it?” Suffice to say, his interest peaked. The night was spent in the kitchen again with Peter as your baking partner.

#peter maximoff x reader #peter maximoff #quicksilver x you #quicksilver x reader #marvel x reader #x reader #cross posted on ao3 #peter maximoff fluff #peter maximoff fanfiction

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creatorthegod · 3 months ago

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Yandere Kaiju's x Gigan! reader pt 2

This is who the dad's could be

"Awww" Mothra cooed "it's a mini..."

Godzilla- He smirked as a Mini Gojira came out of the egg, he swiftly walked over to the chicken and there egg. The looks of everyone he passed, anger and full of hatred that almost made him smile even wider. As he reached the two he grabbed his baby gently, the small reptile nuzzeled into there fathers arm, with his free arm he wrapped it around the mother's waist, both walking away to his cave where Jr was. When they reached it Jr exility ran out looking at his father first, before looking at there newly hatched sibling, there eyes sparkled and they jumped up and down, Godzilla let out a huff and ushers everyone inside. While Jr was playing with there younger sibling, Godzilla had there arm and tail wrapped around (y/n) "Well my Queen not that you had my child you wont have to do anything you can take care of the kids and I will get everything for all of you, you will never have leave the cave again, now my Queen lets go make Jr is playing nice with there new sibling"

Rodan-"YES" they loudly yelled, quieting down as they see the faces of everyone around them. They flew over to them and wrapped a wing around them "Now lets go home sweetheart, I got the nest ready, though it maybe be a bit late for that" he said already looking at the hatched egg, he shook his head before speaking again "Well no bother we can turn it into a bedroom for our little chick" he grabbed the chick with his beak, like a cat would to there baby. Flying up he titled his head up, they knew what he was saying 'follow me'. They flew up refusing to look at the other's faces and followed the red bird back to there house. When they finally reached the house the door was open and the two where no were to be seen, slowly walking into the house they noticed in the corner a nest made up of soft materials and on the nest was there newly hatched baby, softly snoring. A red blur came across there vision and the door behind them closed, a heat engulfed them as they realized Rodan was hugging, more like cuddling them. They where lead over to the couch Rodan refusing to let them go "I almost lost you my love, but not anymore, I will go get our baby some food you just stay here and take care of them"

Anguirus-They walked quickly and were on guard, they new the others may try and attack them, once they reached there destination they looked at the baby they helped make. The baby looked at them with wide eyes and made a few noises, his tail rapped around the newborn and placed him on his neck, the baby grabbed his neck and his tail rapped around the chickens arm making sure to avoid the hands. They walked forward and soon reached his house, as they open the door and everyone was in, he locked the door and his tail released there arm and he gently put there baby down "You know when I first found out you slept with the others I was angry but when our baby hatched I couldn't leave you and they alone, so just stay here and let me take care of our baby and you"

Ghidorah-Each head had a prideful smirk on there face, walking slowly just to see the looks on everyone's faces, the tiny two headed dragon was picked up by there father's left head, the other two heads rapped around the chicken giving nips and licks soaking in the other's growing growls. San rapped there neck around the cyborg and Ichi lifted his head, taking in everyone's angry expression before flying away to a secret part of the island, there home. They dropped the chicken with a thud as walked over to a few pillows and gently placed to baby down, the newborn instantly fell asleep. The mother felt like jolting backwards when the three heads turned around with dark expression on there faces. They where frozen in place as the three headed dragon walked towards them, Ni suddenly bit one of there shoulders, no to hard to hurt but enough to startle them and soon the others joined marking up there body with dark blotches and bite marks, the three then stopped looking at there work. " Now that you are officially claimed as our mate, why don't we make some more children" "Don't worry we'll protect you during that time cant have anyone stealing you away" "And when are children grow we can take over the galaxy, as a family"

MechaGodzilla-It was a surprises when a metal baby hatched, but MechaGodzilla didn't care. As he glided up to the egg he looked at the chicken and stated " I told you we are the only robots here, we where made for each other and this is the result" referring to the newly hatched baby, it took a few seconds but there jets started up and they were off going to there home, the newly hatched doing the same thing and the chicken squawking, closely chasing there child as they followed in a line. When all three reached the house the door instantly opened and everyone stepped inside closing when the last person stepped inside. Mecha scooped up his child and put them in a cylinder like object, wires coming out and going into some parts of there body. "It's a charging station" he said before the mother could say anything, "Now you had a long day babe why don't you go to bed, and don't think about escaping, I have eyes everywhere"

Megalon-Out of all the people to have a child with Megalon was the least intimidating father, he made a squeal before running to the front. He lifted and twirled the chicken who didn't mind, though stopped when he saw the faces of the others. "Come on let get out of here" the other nods and grabs their egg while Megalon put his drills together and jump down, making a hole that the other then jumps in. Megalon bursts from the ground and soon the other jumps out to, he opens the door and (y/n) walks threw and then Megalon held his arms out waiting patiently for them to let him hold his new baby. Both were on their couch the newborn between them as they laid in relaxed silence, "you know I always wanted to have a family with you but didn't know how to ask you, but now we can be together, forever"

Space Godzilla- He smugly walked up and put his hand around the chickens waist, he then grabbed the nape of their Childs neck, dropping them in the mother's arms who quickly cached them. As they walked away Space smirked wider as a 'swoosh' behind them hit someone *cough*Megalon*cough* in the face with a light 'ow' in the background. The crater was the same as when they left, Space snapped him fingers and many crystals appeared in a rectangle like shape " Put the baby in there it can act as a temporary crib" he said lighting a cigar and sitting on the chair, the chicken put their child in the crib that somehow had a pillow in it, they watched as the baby curled up and drifted to sleep. They looked at the space kaiju who smirked again beckoning them to come over while also patting next to him, when they stayed still Space lifted them up and brought them over to where he was sitting. They sat down hesitantly, as Space put a hand on their they and blew smoke into their face, " I told you they would get my looks, now what did I say before you rudely ran away from me oh right, you are never getting rid of me baby, now how about we make more children, until we start a new species".

Destroyah-Everyone was quiet when he walked up, as he picked up his kid and held his hand out waiting patiently for the other party to replicate. When they put their hooks in his hand, he swiftly grabbed there waist and lifted them up, the others hooks hanging around Destroyah's neck as he carried both home. The place was dark and (y/n) couldn't see anything, as there adviser adjusted to it they were put down and were shocked when they watched Destroyah rock the baby in his arms before placing them in a crib that looked like it was made of bones. He turns around and walked back over to them, holding their hand out again, as they hooked there hands together Destroyah moved bringing both into a slow dance. They didn't know how long they were dancing but their feet were starting to hurt, he stopped and grabbed there hooked hand and kissed it, "My love our child will be the most feared in the world, and maybe we can give them some sibling, but now who's bones would you love to have you thrown made out of, how about all the other's you slept with"

#x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #godzilla x reader #space godzilla #godzilla #rodan #gigan #megalon #king ghidorah #mechagodzilla #destroyah #anguirus #kaiju

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chernobog13 · 7 months ago

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Gamera meets Mothra, and Tokyo Tower gets demolished once again.

#Gamera #Mothra #kaiju #tokusatsu #suitmation #puppet #Daiei Film #Toho #Tokyo Tower

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aliensupersyn · 2 months ago

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3b. Gege and Gojo's Answer to Conservatism: 'Changing the System from the Inside' Doesn't Work

Overall thesis for this project: Godzilla and Mothra create the cultural context of creatives using powerful monsters (or kaiju) to disrupt Japanese bureaucracy and society, usually to make some larger criticism.

Manga spoilers below!

More than anything, Gojo hates a conservative government. Gege argues that only a monster can destroy the (conservative) bureaucratic system; that destruction takes both immense power, and the resolve to wield it. Maki, Gojo, and Sukuna perform massacres against the system after having to overcome systemic hurdles before they achieve their goal. Maki was first killed by the patriarchal powers of the system. Sukuna's power was suppressed by the sloppy, but effective tactics of the Higher-Ups to keep his fingers separate. Gojo played by the system's rules and became a teacher, but was ultimately betrayed by the Higher-Ups after being sealed; they branded him as a traitor and tried to turn his students against him. Gojo fought for years as a teacher to change the system from the inside. He held onto the belief that he would be enough to change the system that hurt his friends in the past, but not even his power could effectively defeat the conservative powers without getting his hands dirty. With all his strength, Gojo was forced to make the hard decision to destroy the system, much like Maki. For Gege, a monster, or kaiju, uses their immense power to disrupt the rigid systems set by the conservative bureaucrats afraid of change.

When I think of Gojo, I think of the students he fought to protect and nurture. Yuta was a cursed child who the Higher-Ups and Geto wanted to kill. Hakari was an outcast unable to use normal cursed techniques like anyone else. Maki was an estranged Zenin without cursed energy or a technique. Megumi was an abandoned child with no one but the Zenin to go to. Yuji was another kid with nowhere to go, and was constantly targeted by the Higher-Ups.

Gojo protected all of the previously mentioned students while teaching them to defend themselves. He taught as a teacher with the sole purpose of his students some day surpassing him and changing the system. His hope for his students to surpass him could beread as an indication of Gojo seeing his own shortcomings as an effective apparatus for change from within the system. Here, "the system" means jujutsu society, and Japan at large.

Gojo tries and fails to change the system from the inside. He plays by the system's rules and hopes that with all his power, he can protect his students, but the Higher-Ups prove him wrong. Despite all the power he wields, he can't protect Yuji from the powers-that-be. Both Sukuna and the Higher-Ups manage to kill Yuji at least once.

Gojo stretches himself thin trying to fill in all the gaps that the Higher-Ups create, save as many lives as possible, while also swearing to change the system from the inside out. Maybe by raising a new generation that goes beyond the boundaries set by the Higher-Ups, Gojo thought he would finally change the world.

For the teacher that relies on his students to be the means in which they make a difference (be it to the system, or the world), the students become their greatest weakness. The Higher-Ups use the system to weaken his students, and ultimately Gojo as well. Imagine the difference someone like Hakari might have made in Shibuya if he hadn’t been discouraged from seeking an education? Gojo sending Yuta away could be read as his attempt to save his student from the bureaucrats’ meddling. Comparatively, Gojo hid that Yuji was alive from everyone to train him in secret, away from the eyes of the Higher-Ups; when Yuji did return, the Higher-Ups proved Gojo right by immediately trying to have Gakuganji’s students kill him again.

Gojo's fight was less about the force of his strength, but more so his ability to protect his students from the systems of power threatening their lives. That's the thing about Infinity: Gojo might be untouchable, but his students don't have that luxury. Even worse, what happens when the infallible teacher makes a mistake? The students have to step up and finally fly on their own. Yuta, Maki, Hakari, and Yuji's trusted with carrying on Gojo's fight, but only after he finally makes the tough decision to get rid of the Higher-Ups. For Gojo, killing the Higher-Ups, dismantling that conservative system, was a necessary step for his students to have their freedom.

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Did not know this would be split into two(?) parts but okay lol. I needed to set some groundwork for my personal reading of Gojo because I don't see anyone talking about Gojo like I have in this post. No one ever focuses on his role as a teacher being the most important aspect of his character, so I felt that really needed it's own space first and foremost. Next part will be more about the kaiju reading and Gojo's anti-bureaucracy. I'm really interested in looking into Japan's teachers' education movements against the ministry of education. I feel like Gojo would be a valuable comparison at the very least.

Hope you guys enjoy this one

#jjk #jjk manga #gojo satoru #yuji itadori #yuta okkotsu #hakari kinji #maki zenin #ryomen sukuna

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kaiju-art-for-the-heart · 1 month ago

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An Heir to the Throne: Home at Last

Chapter 6

A soft melodic hum gently awoke Godzilla, his foggy vision slowly clearing up to the misty blue sky above. He sat for a moment, listening intently to the calming sound, his mind coming to with the rest of his senses. Hmm.. that voice.. it sounds like..

As the hums and chirps continued to fill his ears, the vision of Mothra materialized to him. Her soft presence approached, reaching out to touch his trembling claws with familiar warm. Unknowingly, Godzilla reached out to her as well, cupping the soft fluff of her face before attempting to pull her closer. The gentle glow of her bioluminescence faded just as quickly as she approached, disintegrating in his hands as he looked up to see, him.

"MOSURA!" Godzilla screeched in a panic, sorely lifting himself up to find his queen. The previous humming stopped abruptly before the same voice called back with an excited "Gojira?!" Both titans locked eyes momentarily before scrambling into each others embrace. Godzilla's head nuzzled comfortably in Mothra's neck fluff, a low purr vibrating her being as she trilled with excitement . "You're awake! You're finally awake!" Mothra cried, nestling into the nook of his snout. With shaky breaths he drones in response, wincing at the sudden pain growing in his neck.

"Ugh.. what happened.." he sighed tiredly, rubbing over the aching scab warily. Mothra watched intently as he already began to pick at the healing wound, her claws slowly reaching up and pulling his hand away before he could cause anymore damage. "You came home wounded from Kumonga's venom. You passed out not too long after, but I was able to speed up the healing with my power. You've been asleep for days.." she trailed off, leaning into his gentle grasp. "Days?! You're telling me you've been alone for days?!" Godzilla clamored, his eyes widening at the thought of how frightened she must have been. Mothra trilled to calm him once more, her head gently rubbing underneath his chin. "My love, I was far more worried about your well being than having to sit quietly for a few days. Kumonga venom is incredibly powerful. I'm not sure how you were even able to stand after being bitten. But either way, I'm just happy you're awake again." she breathed, feeling him wrap around her once more. Memories of the fight began to flood his brain instantly. The bite was so fast that he didn't even register she was on his back until it was too late. He was careless, letting his guard down in the middle of battle and allowing her to slip away was inexcusable. But at that moment, he wanted to focus on one thing. His brain was so fixed on Mothra that he couldn't think of anything else.

"It was you.." he whispered under his breath, nuzzling snuggly against her neck fluff. "You helped me stay standing.. to have a reason to come home. I'm sorry I let it get so messy and making you worry." he chuckled tiredly, anxiously waiting for Mothra's answer. Sitting wide eyed for a moment she couldn't help but giggle, holding him close. "Well since you're already apologizing, I guess I'll accept this time." she retorted playfully, making him roll his eyes with a smug smile accompanying afterwards.

Recollecting once again, he couldn't remember exactly what he had rushed home for. Mothra was in trouble, but for what? She didn't join in the fight, and was home the entire time. After a few seconds of connecting the dots, Godzilla jumped back up. His head quickly whipping around to the small nursey the two had set up together, his eyes resting on the three small bundles filling the entire space.

How could he have possibly forgotten the most important detail?! Mosura, his love and mate, laid their first ever eggs while he was gone. The sudden realization made his heart skip a beat, rendering him paralyzed with uncertainty. "The eggs.." he finally spoke, getting her attention once again. "The eggs are.. ok?" he questioned, tilting his head as he scanned over the area. Mothra stammers for a moment before sitting up as well, motioning for him take a closer look. "Yes! I was so excited for you to wake up to see them! I had no idea I was carrying so many.. I'm so used to just laying one." she chuckled, shyly watching as Godzilla cautiously approached the fragile area. As his head lowered into the crowded space, he watched as each egg illuminated the same fiery pink in response to his presence. His snout gently brushed past one of them as he sniffed their exterior, giving him an unfamiliar feeling of pride. This was finally real. He can see them, he can feel them.

Though he had only seen them for a few moments, they looked a bit different than when they were freshly laid. Their previous washed out coloring was now much more vibrant. Swirls of blue and white with occasional flakes of pink decorated their exteriors. As his snout nudged them again, he could feel their shells were still quite soft, but leathery to the touch. It was something he hadn't felt in many many years, but seeing them now was quite exciting. Slowly, Godzilla lowered himself to comfortably lay in front of the cradle. His eyes fixated on the precious wraps before him.

After a small while, Mothra cuddled up beside Godzilla, admiring their hard work together. The previous pink that adorned their shells now danced together with a soft blue haze.

"Do you think they will be able to swim?" Mothra quietly spoke, her eyes focused solely on the clutch.

"I'm.. not sure.." Godzilla answered, his mind now racing with possibilities of the future. "Do you think they will be able to fly?" he questioned back, to which he got an uncertain 'maybe' in response.

A few moments of shared silence was broken by Godzilla speaking again, nudging Mothra to draw her attention. "How are you feeling my Queen? Are you.. still in pain?" he questioned, scanning over her body with heightened concern. Mothra chuckled at this, nudging him back.

"I think I should be asking you that. But.. I'm fine. You know my body heals twice as fast after laying, it wasn't anything to worry over." she assures him, crossing her forearm's over each other triumphantly. "How are you feeling? About.. everything?"

Godzilla paused for a moment, tilting his head in thought before looking down to her with a toothy but sincere smile. "I'm.. happy. The happiest I've ever been. In all these years, I never once thought to try having a family. But I think I can make it work." he spoke, watching as the light in her eyes shined brighter by the second. Mothra trilled excitedly, nuzzling underneath his chin. "What about having a family with 3 hatchlings? You don't think that will be tough?" she teased playfully, getting a huff from him. He continues to explain that his species lay multiple eggs at a time, he knew it could be handled. Both titans look to each other before bursting into nervous giggles and laughter. As their foreheads touch to form a tender moment, their bioluminescence lit up the area around them. The soft exterior of their eggs shine brightly as the same pink and blue swirls begin to seep within them.

Now, more than ever, Godzilla was ready to take on the role of a father.

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The small tinks and clacks of metal on rock could be heard skittering along the creases of the nest. With one final reposition, the small metal crab was able to capture the perfect angle for spying. Behind said crab, was the intense hoops and wails of Monarch employees at the news of Godzilla finally waking back up. Once again, everyone was scrambling to capture this event, from Godzilla overcoming Kumonga poison in a mere 4 days, to his intense displays of affection with Mothra. The eggs, though unreachable, were heavily documented since the day they were laid. From color, to shape and size, even down to the different markings on each egg. Everything to be seen, was documented.

Along with this, researchers began noting the king and queen settling into their parenthood quickly. Within 2 weeks, both parents tended to their eggs exclusively since their lay, neither seeming to want to leave the nest even in times of minor emergency. The eggs were studied to thrive when close to both or either parent, though research could not be conducted on the effects of them being left alone. Either way, both Godzilla and Mothra did not seem to have any intensions of leaving them be. And with the Kumonga aftermath finally cleaned up, all hands were back on deck for the study of this amazing experience.

#godzilla #godzilla x kong: the new empire #gojira #kaiju #kotm #mosura #mothra #mothra x godzilla #mothzilla #monsterverse #fankid #mosugoji #fanfic

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kaiju-krew · 9 months ago

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Gotta say, the Space-Godzilla/Battra ship was not something I knew I needed till you dropped in on my dash. I’m all in. Like; I will be helmsman, navigator, cook, and shipwright for this bitch.

I am wondering tho, what are their respective relations to Goji and Mothra in your au? Is Battra Mothra’s brother? Is Space-Goji Godzilla’s brother? Is it the other way around? (Like Battra is Goji’s brother and vice versa… probably not but that’d be funny lmao) or are none of them related at all and just of similar species?

SPACEBAT NATION RISE UP LETS GOOOOOO this ship will SAILLLLL im taking applications for the crew aka send me all ur ideas for them bcuz i need MORE

okok sOOOO. this is my personal au. it's a soupy amalgamation of monsterverse lore, toho lore, and a whole lot of bs i made up.

>goji & spacegoji (i call him kesshō bcuz sg feels too impersonal and he deserves a real name) are basically clone-half siblings (i have a lot of bs lore involving bio to explain this but it's a whole different thing i dont wanna flood this post with lol) >mosu & battra aren't related, but definitely have that Found Family dynamic (battra is a mutated divine moth, so the same species as mothra, but some funky hollow earth stuff made him mutate when his egg left stasis and began to develop again)

and for some Bonus Starter Propaganda: goji n kesshō are chill by the time battra emerges, so goji bothers him to hang out when mosu n battra have their Moth Therapy sessions. that's how kesshō first sees battra and has one of those gay ass tsundere dokidoki moments and is instantly smitten but pretends not to be, runs in the family bcuz goji did the exact same thing with mosu goji bullies him into shooting his shot and gets mosu on his team so they become the main cheerleaders for the ship sailing. spacebat in general has a much longer slowburn than mosugoji since battra is a lot more prone to lashing out than mosu is, so there's no Mediator Moth to quell the gojiran moodiness lol. but eventually it works out and they Become The Gay. they're not as disgustingly PDA as mosugoji but are definitely touchstarved asf so once they bridge that contact gap they're kinda glued at the hip :'')

anyways i have more cookin but that's enuf for now if anyone wants to brainstorm more ideas abt them hiT ME UP im starving for more

#emo yaoi mosugoji you will always be famous #fr tho pls hmu if u wanna verbal diarrhea ideas with me abt them they're rotting my greymatter i neeD MOREEE #kai talks #spacebat #spacegodzilla #battra #mosugoji #mothzilla

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chaosticbraindo · 6 months ago

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Kaijune - day 22: protect 👽🩶

Chaos Ultraman

A silver giant from beyond the sky! Lipiah, known by the people of Earth simply as Uptraman, belongs to the most advanced race of alien in the universe, the Ultras.

He arrived soon after Pestar along side Bemular, a kaiju which he then defeat, before approaching Mothra’s domain. While the people of earth was confused as to why Mothra is acting docile to the strange giant, Ultraman soon spoke out to the people of his intentions.

He spoke not with sound, his language unknown, yet they understood him in their mind… He bears a warning of an invasion on earth, one that had already started, and he is there to help. He then gifted them a piece of technology from his kind and told them to study it, understand it and develop it in their own way. He would defend them but he would not stay forever, they must learn to stand on their own two feet. As he said this he began to fade into thin air.

True to his words, earth began receiving more frequent attacks from different alien races. Each have their own kaijus that they would control or let loose to rampage. During these hard times, Ultraman would reappear to aid Earth when he is needed, other times it was Gojira that confront the opposition. Yet, there were still incidents where Earth’s protectors would struggle and lives were lost. Realizing this, humanity would make haste in their advancements, relearning and furthering their own technology with that of the Ultras to create and remade their own guardians, Jet Jaguar and Kiryu.

With the creation of Jet Jaguar, Ultraman once again spoke to the people of Earth. He said his duty is complete, he has watched as they learn to master themselves and master the rift. More importantly, they have learnt to use their power to protect not destroy, they will now stand proud of themselves as he is proud of them. He bid Earth farewell, returning to the planet of light among the cheers and tears of humanity.

No one thought they would see their hero, Ultraman, ever again… until the arrival of an unstoppable Destroyer…

#kaiju #kaiju art #kaijune #ultraman #ultra series

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monarch-afterdark · 3 months ago

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Titan History: Mothra

Welcome once again to Monarch: After Dark, the digital gateway between you and the organisation dedicated to understanding and navigating this troubled new world we live in.

While most of you reading may be unaware, statistics on this social platform tell us on the After Dark team that this will be our 100th total post made, between informational entries, special reports, and answering everyone's questions! What an achievement! To mark the milestone, let us return to talking all things Titans with the mysterious and beautiful Queen of the Monsters, Mothra!

(Pictured above: Mothra's larval form, enraged by Emma Russell's misuse of the ORCA device, circa. 2019)

Monarch Database File: Mothra

Monarch Designation: Titanus Mosura

Height: 50 feet (larva), 52 feet (imago)

Wingspan: 803 feet

Nature: Unknown

Behavioural Classification: Protector

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A Titan with an extensive lineage closely intwined with the history of humanity, Mothra is often heralded as the guardian queen of the natural world, a beautiful and ethereal creature that clears out the darkness with her light and provides crucial aid to the planet's other guardians. A close ally of Godzilla, their relationship shows through eye-like patterns on Mothra's wings, and the devastating gift she is able to bestow upon him should she perish in battle.

Technically an immortal organism, Mothra is able to continually live on through different bodies, memories passing on genetically to her offspring through the eggs she lays, effectively granting Mothra the ability to reincarnate over and over. Mothra was first discovered by Monarch in 2009, though a connection between her and Monarch's Chen family spans generations of the family within the organisation.

Perhaps one of the most extreme instances of a bioluminescent Titan, Mothra uses the light generated by her body to produce powerful "god rays" that can clear cloudy skies, and be used as an energy pulse attack against other Titans. Mothra's sharpened limbs and concealed stinger also serve as formidable weapons up-close. Despite being one of the more benevolent Titans, Mothra is not to be underestimated.

There is some speculation within Monarch as to whether or not the Mothra sighted in 2027 aiding Godzilla and Kong is the true successor to the one that died in 2019. Evidence from some accounts suggests that the Mothra that resides in Malenka is instead a "mother Mothra" that has remained in the city for millenia, laying eggs on the surface so other Mothras could guard humanity, and that the 2019 individual was one of her successors. Evidence for this comes from Malenka itself, where a prophecy refers to Mothra using the same terminology as it uses for the ancient Titan Shimo, pointing to the city's guardian as the "first Mothra". While Monarch remains unsure if this is the case, this entry will refer to both Mothras collectively as one for clarity.

(Pictured above: Mothra appearing before Monarch and using her "god rays" to show a path to Godzilla's temple, circa. 2019)

Mothra's history dates back several millenia, where her allyship to Godzilla and other members of his species led to her taking their side in an ancient Hollow Earth conflict with the Great Apes. Her involvement with this battle was documented through cave paintings. At least one incarnation of Mothra was worshipped by the Iwi tribe of Malenka in the Hollow Earth, while another was seen as a diety by a primitive tribe on the surface.

Mothra would face death and rebirth multiple times over the centuries, one egg laying unhatched for centuries as her surface worshippers slowly died out, leaving behind only a temple to protect her.

In 1961, members of the Chen family who were 'second-generation' Monarch staff would learn about Mothra on Infant Island, where she was referred to as 'Mosura', or 'giver of life'. At some unknown point in their history, the Chen family developed a unique bond with Mothra that would be passed along to each generation born.

In 2009, Monarch finally found Mothra's egg, hidden away within the Temple of the Moth, in the Yunnan Rainforest. Outpost 61 was established within the temple itself to study Mothra and the remnants of her worshippers.

(Pictured above: A pacified larval Mothra regards Emma and Madison Russell, circa. 2019)

In 2019, Mothra was awakened from her slumber after Alan Jonah's organisation began their sabotage of Outpost 61. Peaceful for but a few moments, Mothra quickly became agitated and lashed out at Monarch guards surrounding her. Emma Russell attempted to use her ORCA sonar device to calm Mothra, initially only succeeding in further angering her, before finally managing to halt Mothra's rage. Mothra allowed Emma's daughter Madison to briefly touch her face before Jonah and his men stormed the outpost.

Escaping the temple, Mothra would make her way to a nearby waterfall and cocooned herself, preparing her metamorphosis into her imago form. After Monster Zero assumed command over the other Titans, Mothra emerged and made her way to Monarch's Castle Bravo base, using her bioluminescent "god rays" to show them a path toward Godzilla's temple, enabling them to revitalise Godzilla with a nuclear warhead.

Mothra would briefly travel back to China and lay a new egg, ensuring she would be able to reincarnate should she die, before flying to Boston to assist Godzilla in his battle with Monster Zero. She immobilized the three-headed dragon long enough for Godzilla to ram him through a building, before the fiery Rodan appeared and tackled Mothra to keep her occupied. Their battle left Mothra's wings burned, though she managed to take Rodan out of the fight by impaling him through the shoulder with her stinger.

(Pictured above: An injured Mothra crawling on top of a heavily wounded Godzilla, circa. 2019)

After Monster Zero carried Godzilla almost up to space and dropped him, Mothra crawled on top of Godzilla's body in an attempt to protect him. Using the last of her strength, Mothra charged toward Monster Zero, who shot at and ultimately killed Mothra with a powerful blast from his gravity beams. Mothra's ashes rained down onto Godzilla's body, infusing him with energy.

Her posthumous gift to Godzilla enabled him to enter a temporary superpowered state, where he burned everything around him and expelled nuclear energy through a series of pulses that completely disintegrated Monster Zero's body, and levelled Boston in a thermonuclear explosion.

Following her death and Godzilla's claim as king of the monsters, Monarch would discover Mothra's egg in China and relocate it to Tokyo, where it would be overseen by the current Chen sisters working under Monarch.

(Pictured above: Mothra, alongside Godzilla and Kong, circa. 2027)

In 2027, the Mothra guarding the Hollow Earth city of Malenka was awakened by Skull Island survivor Jia as part of an ancient Iwi prophecy. Mothra raced to the surface and used her god rays to quickly end a battle between Godzilla and Kong before the former could kill the latter. Her presence almost immediately pacified Godzilla, and the three Titans came to an unspoken agreement to work together.

Down in the Hollow Earth, Mothra provided assistance during the first part of Godzilla and Kong's battle with the Skar King and Shimo, using her webbing to hold back some of the Skar King's ape army. She would use her god rays again to give Shimo pause from firing her frost breath, allowing Godzilla to thaw himself out and continue his attack. Mothra did not join Godzilla and Kong on the surface for the final phase of their battle.

After the battle, Mothra used her webbing to repair the organic wall isolating Malenka from the rest of Hollow Earth, before flying away to resume her protection of Hollow Earth and the city.

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And that's all she wrote for Mothra! In the chaos and danger of the Titans and other superspecies, it brings some comfort to Monarch and the world that there are Titans like Mothra who seek actively to protect humanity. As we continue to uncover Mothra's secrets, let us all wish her well in her duties down in Hollow Earth.

Until next time,

Monarch: After Dark

#monarch #monarch after dark #monsterverse #monsterverse au #titans #mothra #mosura #titanus mosura #godzilla kotm #godzilla king of the monsters #godzilla x kong #godzilla x kong the new empire #hollow earth #infant island #godzilla

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