❝ nature has a way sometimes of reminding man of just how small he is... ❞
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@titancrowned
❝ nature has a way sometimes of reminding man of just how small he is... ❞
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still love the fact that goji straight up sense some Bullshit Occurring at the center of the earth so he just said “fuck it” and blasted a hole into it.
Across from the pale, alien-eyed deity whose home exists in the space between where the sea meets the sky, is the powerful titan, awakened from a long slumber, whose size and strength remain unmatched by anything that the Void dweller’s otherworldly sight could possibly fathom or perceive or reach. Eyes as dark as the deepest oceans that the king of monsters has most certainly swam within, he studies the massive creature and scans every part of him: intricately placed scales that pepper his entire body, the spines that tower impressively from the back of his head down to the end of his tail… and those eyes, those expressive and powerful orbs.
The Outsider’s gaze drips with raw fascination; curiosity blanketing the large beast as the two strangers take in one another in silent respect of the other. The giant reptile radiates familiarity towards the Void god, despite the duo never having crossed paths previous to this encounter. The Outsider, always audacious, dares to allow pale touch to rest upon a pattern of large scales. A simplistic connection borne of an otherwise bold move, bled irises disappear behind eyelids and a brief flash of the ancient champion’s striking yellow gaze fading into a dangerous electric blue glow is witnessed through closed eyes of the Void’s avatar.
“The whales have been singing differently as of late.” Black eyes reintroduce themselves to the other once the image that his sight provides him hastily leaves him. “Yours must be the voice I did not recognize…”
@titancrowned ♥
𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, not a kaiju... but not quite human either. he can see it in those alien eyes, the curiosity, recognition, thoughtfulness. all reflected back at the one without a name. he listens to his words, and through his eyes it is obvious that he understood. breathing slow through nose rather than gills as he was previously, the world here was cold --- frigid. both similar and differing wildly from the freezing waters he had frequented often. the whales often accompanied him, in spite of his size towering over their own, they didn’t seem to mind. though his bellowing calls ne’er fell upon deaf ears it seemed, the songs intertwined with his own and shifted their melody. something primeval, almost sorrowful and methodic.
𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬, what would he know of whales and their beauty? perhaps much, given the behemoth that resided within his home. he floats beautifully, bite in the air he seemed to be weightless within slows his heart, a common occurrence for the titan. great blazing eyes behold the young god curiously, golden hue’s contrast starkly with the blues and hue that lacked in value. no trace of venom in his eyes, nor the hollow gaze of a mere animal, in his eyes resides, beyond the shadow of a doubt, the soul and intelligent, capable thought of a being unknown by the world. though he was once worshipped, there were fewer still who knew something of him. a breath plumes and shoots like smoke from his nostrils.
❝ my cadence does not match the whales, but they allow my inclusion anyways. they recognize me. ❞
>:I That's all he's gonna get from Scales. He ain't stupid.
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐨’𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. he peers down at the the creature before him, speaking as man would --- and sharing all the follies that came with it. bends down further, his eyes scan him, recognition evident in them as he looks him over. was he measuring him up, examining him, or just trying to place him? it was impossible to tell. rearing back to his full height, the creature puffs out a great breath that takes with it any dust that remained upon his jagged, scaled form.
❝ hmh, ❞
𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐬, voice low but resonating deep in chest as he speaks. the creature from the depths, a being of few words. expending his breath to get across plainly one simple message.
❝ stubborn boy. ❞
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*thinks abt that tail whap thing gojira does when he and kong are abt to fight*
“ That is your tragedy. ”
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“ That is your tragedy. ”
thank you for reading my rules! I look forward to writing together in the future!
*nuzzles his face* ♡♡♡♡
𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬, perched before him with ease as she leaves behind the skies to sink below. patron saint of light and balance, come to this world so long ago. lost to wear and fervor were many of his battles, it was a way of life, fighting both against and for humanity when it suits him. a keeper of balance himself, borne here of the much and radiation. and yet never did fester nor rot the light of her image in his mind, no matter how old he was. golden orbs examine her like greeting an old friend, smile upon the old monarch’s jagged maw that said : 𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.
𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, bearing witness was an honor all its own, but o’ how it stung and wore the old god thin to watch her form torn asunder. always left behind was her essence --- whatever she was she could not be killed, and he wasn’t the same but always in awe and in gratitude did he regard her when she returned. recalling his bellowing cries to the air, he could not see her any longer but knew she was there all the same. so does he wonder how much she knew, how much she felt, what guilt would wash over him had she weathered the storm of his rage and anguish in the face of her sacrilegious execution, all to power his fading, broken body. yet with a thought it’s vanquished, he doesn’t need to dwell. simply thankful to see her once more, a rattling chuff does escape the old god. presses forward gently, gently so to meet her tender brush against his face.
𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬, laid waste to the lands of man and any creature who opposed. but not here, not now. low guttural chuffing continues, his heart rate slows just a touch, and he visibly uncoils in her presence as he returns the affection in kind. before her comes the worship of his own design, a simple thought tenderly sent off to her akin to a boat upon gently lapping waves. no use for words with her, he knew she would understand in any language he chose to speak those words to her. it finds respite on the vivid shores of her being when his eyes reopen and meet with hers once more : 𝘪 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
titan headbonks to show affection are very good, and only mothra has received one from goji.

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Why didn’t you kill King when you had the chance? Aren’t you afraid he’s going to come back?
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, a mere chuckle at the thought. as if he feared, or perhaps that wasn’t what he found to be so entertaining. eyes seem to settle, tenderness evanescent in golden orbs. with ease he recalls their battle, vying for power, the hind leg upon his chest adorned with scars. how he drove in his claws and pressed, yet refrained from pressing through --- or using his reserves of radiation for an atomic blast. yes, he supposes with ease he could have done it, but that wasn’t who he was. 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 :
❝ brutality out of fear is the law of man, and I have no use for it. ❞
❝ there was no need. the boy knew I had won. ❞
𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐲, yet nonetheless true. turning his gaze towards the stranger a soft snort through nostrils is heard. exhausted was he, in the face of the man made god, imbued with the power of ghidora, their battle having left him worn and in dire need of regeneration.
❝ I am not interested in spending energy upon creatures who have not earned my brutality. we have come to an understanding. ❞
𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧, true that he held distrust for the other alpha. but found honor and compassion in his discarding of the axe. their agreement, he did not challenge him for power after he staked his claim to tokyo once more, although he could have defeated him in such a state with ease. in their actions he found balance, perhaps even peace in the future. after all, they were the only two left now.
perhaps it was time to ‘ 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘵 ’
guess who just bought a, , poseable lad. ..
(from godofskullisland!) that is your tragedy. i hope we can write together sometime!
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thank you so much for reading my rules & yes !! I would love to write together sometime!
I added a fables verse where gojira is a glamoured human, so just in case you wanted to see a big beefy tired mans who still barely speaks ever and hides away from the world bc he sleepy, there is a means for it.
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“ That is your tragedy. ”
thank you for reading my rules!! I appreciate it, and I look forward to writing together! ♥
Oh, so no feel-good send off for Godzilla at the end of GvK? My time to shine 😎