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and TOXIC mothzilla shippers we don't do that here.

GOJIRA: Is something burning?

GHIDORAH: Just our love for you.

GOJIRA: Or maybe is the damn toaster on fire over here!!!!!!

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GOJIRA: Are you ready to commit?

GHIDORAH: Like, a crime or a relationship?

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GOJIRA: I still have no idea how I'm attracted to you...

ICHI:Because we are the best

SAN: And you have very good taste

NI:Anyways you are now stuck with us and no take backs, b*****

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(small talk before some fight with random kaijus)

ICHI(to Goji): Well we both know who is the strongest between us, but IF something happens to my well-being you MUST NOT FORGET US, DON'T GET OVER IT. CRY OUR DEATH FOR YEARS, GO AROUND TELLING HOW MUCH YOU MISS US AND WHAT A WONDERFUL MATE WE WERE. That's all. Got it, love?

NI: But first thing first, make sure to avenge us.

SAN: Oh yes the revenge part. Make sure to make it spectacular!!!!!

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GOJIRA: Ghida, you think we should have a baby?

Ghidorah sprawled over Goji's lap: I'm baby

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GHIDORAH: I'm so mad at you right now, can almost feel my blood boiling, seriously can't even look at you...

GOJIRA: So... little spoon or big spoon tonight?

GHIDORAH:......

GHIDORAH: Little, you dummy

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RODAN: Sorry Kong but Goji has already a boyfriend

KONG: Uhmmm, and where is he?

GHIDORAH: Turn around

Well, it was fun, not gonna lie this ship is growing on me. Anyways this whatever is, was conceived for my personal amusement BUT also as an itty-bitty, silly-nilly present for @dabreadtoast, 'cause they are amizing artist and sweet person and a muse, who inspired me to come here.

<3

1. I love writing now, but I really struggled with it back at school. I still got good marks though, so when I attempted to explain to the teacher that I had no idea what I was doing and that sometimes sentences didn’t work, I got a baffled look and a “but you get straight As???”

When I pushed further, because I didn’t understand the straight As either and I was convinced that one day I’d drop to Ds and everyone would ask me what happened and I’d have no idea because I literally didn’t know what I was doing, I got sent to learning support for a year and taught how to draw mindmaps.

No offence to mindmaps, but they didn’t help.

(sentences still sometimes don’t work; this is apparently part of synesthesia and some words are just destined to be difficult bastards to get along with)

2. I desperately want pink or purple hair but the one time I bleached it it turned a violent shade of orange. Attempting to cover the monstrosity with pink resulted in hair that was offensively salmon and I have since resigned myself to being frizzy and brown.

3. This is Rosie, she’s a menace and I love her. She haunts windowsills and steals onesies and sometimes she skids on the floor and runs into the wall and then leaps back and hisses at it in offence.