#eldestchild

Meanwhile i'm like... It just... make your skin dry....

Here is my gijinka Spacegodzilla! By popular demand!

This is just my version of Spacegodzilla, he is a bit different from canon:

He’s the eldest out of the three. He doesn’t stay on Earth that much since he has work to do in... space. When he was younger, he was very malevolent, cruel, abusive and arrogant (this follows the canon). He hated Godzilla (the father) and his siblings, to the point where he wanted to kill them all (there is a reason why Biollante covers her right eye). He abused his powers to destroy everything around him and did whatever that would satisfy his bloodlust.

However, as time passed, he became more mellow. He is now calmer, more collected and serious. He does regret his past actions and wishes to amend his way by reconnecting his bonds with his siblings. Obviously, it’s not an easy feat since Godzilla won’t forgive him and doesn't trust him, and Biollante is still suffering from PTSD because of him. Even though he doesn't express it, he does care for his siblings. Part of the reason why he doesn't stay on Earth for too long (cus he knows that his presence is not welcome there and Biollante still fears him).

Basically, he is an old man full of regrets and remorse. He's trying to be better though...

Anyway, this is hella long (didn't mean to make it long) but yeah, here ya go... ya'll happy now?

No.

Cont. from [x]

“You don’t play games, do you, going straight for the jugular. I can appreciate that.” In most circumstances, he could anyway, when they weren’t directly involving himself or his siblings.

“Killua doesn’t need undue influences on him. I know nothing about you, why should I trust you near someone so precious.” Tongue runs over teeth, feels sharp canines as he looks away from her. “It would do nothing to envy Killua- I love him. I do not understand why…. what have you done for him? What have you done to- to earn his love so effortlessly?” He sounds more irate, the ends of his hair rise. “You have done nothing for him, you haven’t sacrificed for him, you haven’t lived and breathed for him and yet- he loves you.”

{{I have never intentionally withheld information about myself from you, or from anyone, for that matter. If you want to know me, you need only ask.

                why did it feel like neither of them had blinked in the last few minutes ? on his end, maybe it was out of fear that if he did close his eyes, even for a second, something would change. the uncertainty of why he’d been looked dead in the eye for upwards for five or so minutes didn’t exactly sit right with him. asking would just make things awkward, but nothing could possibly be more awkward than staring at one another from across the room without saying anything at all. 

                ❝ —what are you doing ? ❞